F*ck. I’m so in Love with You | 39 - Choi YoungjaeYoungjae wants waffles. He sees through Y/N&

F*ck. I’m so in Love with You | 39 - Choi YoungjaeYoungjae wants waffles. He sees through Y/N’s fake smile.Pairing: Kim Namjoon x Idol!ReaderIdol AU; Textfic AUGenre: Angst; FluffWarnings: strong language, suggestive contentY/N sipped her water, glancing up at Youngjae as he pouted silently, “I said I was sorry.” He glanced up at her before staring back down to his phone. “I’m still upset.” “Well…” Y/N sighed, “What can I do to make it right?” “Swap with me,” Youngjae beamed, swapping their plates. The little restaurant was a small hole-in-the-wall place that Y/N had found during her trainee days when she was craving western food. Their specialty was brunch, and after her friendship with Youngjae blossomed, she introduced him to her own obsession with Belgian waffles.The problem was, though, they pre-made their batter the day before so it could rest overnight. On one hand this made their waffles fluffier and more flavorful; on the other hand, it meant when they sold out for the day, they sold out. And Y/N had just gotten the last of their Belgian waffles for the day, forcing Youngjae to order eggs benedict instead.“Go ahead then, just steal my plate!” She laughed as he bites down on the waffles, a small moan escaping him.Mouth full, he mumbled sassily, “You steal my food all the time.”“But you love me so it’s okay,” Y/N pouted.Youngjae glanced up, sighing at her puppy eyes. He offered her a bite of the waffle, which she gladly took. “Yes, I do. It’s becoming a real problem for me though. Might need to reconsider our friendship.”“Too late! You signed the contract. I’m all yours; you’re all mine. No give backs.” She quipped, doing a little happy dance as the bread and syrup melted over her tongue, and he stared at her with a soft smile.They quieted down as the waiter returned to refill their mimosas and dug back into their breakfasts. After their plates were cleared, and about three mimosas each, Youngjae cleared his throat to get her attention.“So… How’ve you been?”Her eyebrows furrowed, looking at her best friend like he was crazy. “What’s with the small talk? We chat all the time.”Youngjae shrugged unsure. The last time he’d seen her in person was during her birthday party, where she plastered on a fake smile to entertain dozens of her friends, both idol and non-celebrity, until the façade became too much and she hid in her unnie’s closet and cried, which is where Youngjae found her and held her while she sobbed. Almost everyone was too drunk to notice she had gone missing, but those that asked, he told she wasn’t feeling well. When they cleared out, he dragged her back out from cuddling Yoonah’s sweaters and pulled her into her own bed, holding her while she wondered aloud if she was good enough. Was she enough to have fame and be a leader? Was she enough to have friends who cared to throw her parties and celebrate her achievements? Was she enough to deserve love? He had promptly ended all of her worries. She was enough. She was more than enough.And sure, they talked all the time. But texts can be the ultimate mask for the emotions that she rarely showed. Only a couple of people saw the pain she held inside, the stress she carried on her shoulders. Youngjae was one of the few. He wanted to make sure she knew he was there for her if anything was still bothering her. Y/N smiled, reaching over the table and holding his hand tightly, “I’m good, Jae. I’m really good. But I have missed you. I don’t wanna go another three weeks without us hanging out. That’s too long to not see my bestest friend in the whoooooole world~” She cooed. Masterlist | FILY Masterpost | Previous * NextTaglist:  @soobin-chois -- source link

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