so hazy but it's alright (jonghyun/taeyeon)
so hazy but it's alright
high school au - jonghyun/taeyeon - g - 1,719 words
4 millie
“You’ve got ice cream on your nose.”
Taeyeon looked up (he seemed suspiciously taller, for some reason) Jonghyun, nodding her head toward a small wet patch of chocolate ice cream that had spread across the tip of his nose. He squinted, obviously struggling to try and get a look at what she had pointed out - shoulders tightening before falling limply.
“I don’t see anything though…”
Shooting him an exasperated look, Taeyeon shook her head, leaning forward to grab a napkin. “That’s because you’re not trying hard enough,” she replied, raising a hand and giving a “soft” tap to the side of his head.
Jonghyun frowned as Taeyeon used her free hand to dab at his nose, pulling back with a slight grin. “Okay - all pretty again. I won’t be ashamed to be seen with you now.”
Jonghyun furrowed his eyebrows together, not able to decipher her tone. “Hey, should I take offense to th -...,” he started, cutting himself off when a warm, smaller hand enveloped his own.
“Let’s go check out the gaming booths.” Jonghyun was barely able to get in another breath before he was being drug away from the ice cream stand.
--
“Who the hell came up with the concept for this game,” Jonghyun mumbled, fingers tightened around the trigger of a fake plastic gun situated against a badly painted wooden stand. His elbows felt tight and tired - and possibly splintered - from resting against the wood and, honestly, he wanted to give up but he’d been trying at it for so long now…
“Someone out to get you, obviously.” Throwing a glance to his side, Jonghyun scowled at Taeyeon as she finished off a small handful of cotton candy she’d bought while on their travel over to the amusement park games. “It can’t be that hard, come on.”
Jonghyun sputtered at her comment, finger slipping off the trigger (that had gotten damp from countless sprays of water from the gun).
“Ooooh,” came the voice of the woman running the game, Jonghyun looking up to a sympathetic smile. “You can try again for five thousand won!”
“Let’s try two more times,” Taeyeon spoke up from his side, moving closer to the front of the stand and pushing the asked amount toward the woman. They exchanged nods to each other - the other woman turning on her heel to help someone else, but not before sending a wink in Jonghyun’s direction.
“So.” Jonghyun was jolted back into reality as two arms slithered around his waist, pulling him tightly against the body standing behind his. He swallowed back a lump forming in his throat as Taeyeon adjusted against him, resting her cheek against his arm. “I should’ve known better thinking you could get the job done,” she continued, hand sliding over his to get her own grip over the trigger. “Boys.”
Jonghyun chuckled weakly as pressed their fingers firm against the metal. “It’s all about the eye - hand coordination, okay? You just have to squint one of your eyes and hope that you can get in a go - …”
Pulling his hand back from Taeyeon’s, Jonghyun slithered out from in front of her, feet planted firmly into ground. She turned to give him a look - the eye, even -, finger still held down tight. “Problem?”
“No,” he rushed out, leaning against the stand. “I’ll… just let you do it.”
Taeyeon simply shrugged as she turned back to focus on the game. Jonghyun sighed, elbows pressed awkwardly against the splintered wood for a second time, He winced as a small piece actually cracked off, lodging itself into the his elbow just as Taeyeon left out a high pitched laugh of (presumed) victory.
--
“This thing…” Jonghyun trailed off, struggling to hold up the monstrous stuffed bear Taeyeon had snagged after her first try at the game. (“She’s superhuman, she has to be”, he thought.) “... This thing… is almost as tall as I am, there were so many other things to choose from, why did you have to -...”
“With or without insoles?”
Jonghyun turned his head to the question, choosing to ignore despite the playful demeanor Taeyeon had taken on after winning. “You don’t like it, then? I got it for you, you know.”
Taeyeon spun around in a circle, ending up just in front of Jonghyun as she started to walk backwards. Jonghyun pushed his face against the head of the bear as he did so, covering his face in full. "What? It's because I'm a girl, right?" She paused as Jonghyun turned back up from the soft fuzz, blushing a light pink. "Because if it's that, we can just end the date right n-..."
"No!" Jonghyun wanted to shrink back and hide again at his outburst, Taeyeon's eyebrows raising in curiosity. "No, it's not like that at all, I just... didn't know you were winning it for me, that's all," he stumbled over his words. "I really like it, thank you."
Taeyeon nodded her head, lips turning up into one of those bright smiles that turned his knees into something like jelly. As she moved back to his side, sliding her arm over his shoulders, he felt his blush deepen. "Feel like buying me some more ice cream before we leave?"
--
"My stomach hurts." Jonghyun turned his head toward the driver's seat as Taeyeon put her car into park in front of his house, holding back a laugh as she slumped down into the seat, hand moving to rub circles across her stomach.
Unbuckling his seatbelt, he sent a (semi) sympathetic look at her. "You ate ten dollars in ice cream before we pulled out of the parking lot of the park, that... could have something to do with it."
Taeyeon groaned. "It's your fault for enabling me then."
Jonghyun gave a roll of his eyes as he reached for the handle of the door, pulling it open. "Okay, I enabled you," he replied with a small smile, swinging his feet out onto the sidewalk. "This is goodnight then, I guess."
It didn't take much to exit a car - he'd done it thousands of times before: make sure not to hit your head on the way out and shut the door behind you. Jonghyun knew he could do that much, only slightly losing his composure as a larger rock caught under the heel of his shoe upon meeting the gravel pathway leading to his front door.
"No, goddamn it, wait a second."
You're really cute. Jonghyun was overwhelmed by an urge to say exactly to her (it wasn't like he hadn't countless times beforehand) as her shoes slapped against the sidewalk just behind him. He felt her arrive at his side before he chose to turn his head and give her a look, being met by a pair of eyes luminated just right by the streetlights hovering above. It felt like a cliche - like something out of a drama - and it probably was but his stomach did backflips as he caught his reflection in her pupils.
"It'd look pretty bad if I didn't walk you to your door, don't you think?"
Jonghyun opened his mouth to respond, to tell her that it wasn't nessecary, but held back as she took her hand into his own, intertwining their fingers tightly. He shrugged, going slack as she drug him toward the house, looking away from the overtly bright porch lights that his mom had installed earlier that week (she could've lit the entire street with them if she wanted, really).
Stepping up onto the rug in front of the door, Jonghyun cleared his throat. "This is go-...," he was barely able to finish his sentence before Taeyeon's other hand latched to his side, her chest pressing flush against his own. He held back a yelp of surprise.
"No," she paused, straightening herself just so on her tiptoes. "If I just let you go in there without a kiss or anything, that'd be a pretty godawful way to end a date."
Jonghyun laughed - breathy and, if anything, nervous at the close proximity. "You admit it's a date then?"
"Of course it's a date, dipshit," she returned his laugh, breath ghosting against his lips. He felt a chill creep up his spine - surely having less to do with the temperature than it did the girl in front of him -, shuddering when Taeyeon's lips crushed against his own. His eyes clamped shut.
It was slow - and he felt warmer as her mouth welcomed his tongue. It was hot, hot, hot and soft and he could've went on for hours like they were if she allowed him to. It was her teeth dragging against across his bottom lip quickly and a removal of that warmth that told him his wish wasn't an attainable one. Opening one eye to another one of those smiles, Taeyeon loosened her grip around his waist until the pressure was completely gone.
"That was nice," she paused, beginning to step backwards onto the gravel. "We should try it again sometime." Jonghyun nodded his head in agreement, raising a hand to touch his bottom lip, still warm and buzzing. "I'll text you later, okay? Or see you in class tomorrow, whichever."
Jonghyun remained silent as she turned on her heel, moving out into the darkness until she was at her car, and soon after gone entirely.
Turning to reach for the knob of his front door, Jonghyun felt his phone buzz inside his pocket, slithering his hand inside to dig it out. The flickering of Taeyeon's name across the screen threw him off as he stepped inside his house, shutting the door behind him but as he read the text, it made a bit more sense. (It was embarrassing, but it made sense.)
You forgot your bear in the car. (︶︹︺)
Can I swing by a little later again and give it you? It looks like it could be a really comfortable bed, actually. You game? (✿◠‿◠)
Jonghyun laughed a little, nervous but intrigued, feeling less insecure about the blush returning to his face.
I'm game.
high school au - jonghyun/taeyeon - g - 1,719 words
4 millie
“You’ve got ice cream on your nose.”
Taeyeon looked up (he seemed suspiciously taller, for some reason) Jonghyun, nodding her head toward a small wet patch of chocolate ice cream that had spread across the tip of his nose. He squinted, obviously struggling to try and get a look at what she had pointed out - shoulders tightening before falling limply.
“I don’t see anything though…”
Shooting him an exasperated look, Taeyeon shook her head, leaning forward to grab a napkin. “That’s because you’re not trying hard enough,” she replied, raising a hand and giving a “soft” tap to the side of his head.
Jonghyun frowned as Taeyeon used her free hand to dab at his nose, pulling back with a slight grin. “Okay - all pretty again. I won’t be ashamed to be seen with you now.”
Jonghyun furrowed his eyebrows together, not able to decipher her tone. “Hey, should I take offense to th -...,” he started, cutting himself off when a warm, smaller hand enveloped his own.
“Let’s go check out the gaming booths.” Jonghyun was barely able to get in another breath before he was being drug away from the ice cream stand.
--
“Who the hell came up with the concept for this game,” Jonghyun mumbled, fingers tightened around the trigger of a fake plastic gun situated against a badly painted wooden stand. His elbows felt tight and tired - and possibly splintered - from resting against the wood and, honestly, he wanted to give up but he’d been trying at it for so long now…
“Someone out to get you, obviously.” Throwing a glance to his side, Jonghyun scowled at Taeyeon as she finished off a small handful of cotton candy she’d bought while on their travel over to the amusement park games. “It can’t be that hard, come on.”
Jonghyun sputtered at her comment, finger slipping off the trigger (that had gotten damp from countless sprays of water from the gun).
“Ooooh,” came the voice of the woman running the game, Jonghyun looking up to a sympathetic smile. “You can try again for five thousand won!”
“Let’s try two more times,” Taeyeon spoke up from his side, moving closer to the front of the stand and pushing the asked amount toward the woman. They exchanged nods to each other - the other woman turning on her heel to help someone else, but not before sending a wink in Jonghyun’s direction.
“So.” Jonghyun was jolted back into reality as two arms slithered around his waist, pulling him tightly against the body standing behind his. He swallowed back a lump forming in his throat as Taeyeon adjusted against him, resting her cheek against his arm. “I should’ve known better thinking you could get the job done,” she continued, hand sliding over his to get her own grip over the trigger. “Boys.”
Jonghyun chuckled weakly as pressed their fingers firm against the metal. “It’s all about the eye - hand coordination, okay? You just have to squint one of your eyes and hope that you can get in a go - …”
Pulling his hand back from Taeyeon’s, Jonghyun slithered out from in front of her, feet planted firmly into ground. She turned to give him a look - the eye, even -, finger still held down tight. “Problem?”
“No,” he rushed out, leaning against the stand. “I’ll… just let you do it.”
Taeyeon simply shrugged as she turned back to focus on the game. Jonghyun sighed, elbows pressed awkwardly against the splintered wood for a second time, He winced as a small piece actually cracked off, lodging itself into the his elbow just as Taeyeon left out a high pitched laugh of (presumed) victory.
--
“This thing…” Jonghyun trailed off, struggling to hold up the monstrous stuffed bear Taeyeon had snagged after her first try at the game. (“She’s superhuman, she has to be”, he thought.) “... This thing… is almost as tall as I am, there were so many other things to choose from, why did you have to -...”
“With or without insoles?”
Jonghyun turned his head to the question, choosing to ignore despite the playful demeanor Taeyeon had taken on after winning. “You don’t like it, then? I got it for you, you know.”
Taeyeon spun around in a circle, ending up just in front of Jonghyun as she started to walk backwards. Jonghyun pushed his face against the head of the bear as he did so, covering his face in full. "What? It's because I'm a girl, right?" She paused as Jonghyun turned back up from the soft fuzz, blushing a light pink. "Because if it's that, we can just end the date right n-..."
"No!" Jonghyun wanted to shrink back and hide again at his outburst, Taeyeon's eyebrows raising in curiosity. "No, it's not like that at all, I just... didn't know you were winning it for me, that's all," he stumbled over his words. "I really like it, thank you."
Taeyeon nodded her head, lips turning up into one of those bright smiles that turned his knees into something like jelly. As she moved back to his side, sliding her arm over his shoulders, he felt his blush deepen. "Feel like buying me some more ice cream before we leave?"
--
"My stomach hurts." Jonghyun turned his head toward the driver's seat as Taeyeon put her car into park in front of his house, holding back a laugh as she slumped down into the seat, hand moving to rub circles across her stomach.
Unbuckling his seatbelt, he sent a (semi) sympathetic look at her. "You ate ten dollars in ice cream before we pulled out of the parking lot of the park, that... could have something to do with it."
Taeyeon groaned. "It's your fault for enabling me then."
Jonghyun gave a roll of his eyes as he reached for the handle of the door, pulling it open. "Okay, I enabled you," he replied with a small smile, swinging his feet out onto the sidewalk. "This is goodnight then, I guess."
It didn't take much to exit a car - he'd done it thousands of times before: make sure not to hit your head on the way out and shut the door behind you. Jonghyun knew he could do that much, only slightly losing his composure as a larger rock caught under the heel of his shoe upon meeting the gravel pathway leading to his front door.
"No, goddamn it, wait a second."
You're really cute. Jonghyun was overwhelmed by an urge to say exactly to her (it wasn't like he hadn't countless times beforehand) as her shoes slapped against the sidewalk just behind him. He felt her arrive at his side before he chose to turn his head and give her a look, being met by a pair of eyes luminated just right by the streetlights hovering above. It felt like a cliche - like something out of a drama - and it probably was but his stomach did backflips as he caught his reflection in her pupils.
"It'd look pretty bad if I didn't walk you to your door, don't you think?"
Jonghyun opened his mouth to respond, to tell her that it wasn't nessecary, but held back as she took her hand into his own, intertwining their fingers tightly. He shrugged, going slack as she drug him toward the house, looking away from the overtly bright porch lights that his mom had installed earlier that week (she could've lit the entire street with them if she wanted, really).
Stepping up onto the rug in front of the door, Jonghyun cleared his throat. "This is go-...," he was barely able to finish his sentence before Taeyeon's other hand latched to his side, her chest pressing flush against his own. He held back a yelp of surprise.
"No," she paused, straightening herself just so on her tiptoes. "If I just let you go in there without a kiss or anything, that'd be a pretty godawful way to end a date."
Jonghyun laughed - breathy and, if anything, nervous at the close proximity. "You admit it's a date then?"
"Of course it's a date, dipshit," she returned his laugh, breath ghosting against his lips. He felt a chill creep up his spine - surely having less to do with the temperature than it did the girl in front of him -, shuddering when Taeyeon's lips crushed against his own. His eyes clamped shut.
It was slow - and he felt warmer as her mouth welcomed his tongue. It was hot, hot, hot and soft and he could've went on for hours like they were if she allowed him to. It was her teeth dragging against across his bottom lip quickly and a removal of that warmth that told him his wish wasn't an attainable one. Opening one eye to another one of those smiles, Taeyeon loosened her grip around his waist until the pressure was completely gone.
"That was nice," she paused, beginning to step backwards onto the gravel. "We should try it again sometime." Jonghyun nodded his head in agreement, raising a hand to touch his bottom lip, still warm and buzzing. "I'll text you later, okay? Or see you in class tomorrow, whichever."
Jonghyun remained silent as she turned on her heel, moving out into the darkness until she was at her car, and soon after gone entirely.
Turning to reach for the knob of his front door, Jonghyun felt his phone buzz inside his pocket, slithering his hand inside to dig it out. The flickering of Taeyeon's name across the screen threw him off as he stepped inside his house, shutting the door behind him but as he read the text, it made a bit more sense. (It was embarrassing, but it made sense.)
You forgot your bear in the car. (︶︹︺)
Can I swing by a little later again and give it you? It looks like it could be a really comfortable bed, actually. You game? (✿◠‿◠)
Jonghyun laughed a little, nervous but intrigued, feeling less insecure about the blush returning to his face.
I'm game.