BE MY VALENTINE
WORD COUNT 4K
OVERVIEW namjoon wants jeongguk to feel as much love as possible ( a spin off from promise, valentine's day fluff ❣️ )
PLAYLIST when you love someone / day6, better / khalid, i'm yours / jason mraz
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MORNING SUNLIGHT finds a home in the nooks and crannies of jeongguk's sleeping form, buried in the dips of his collarbones, dancing in his eyelashes, spreading into the cracks of his chapped lips, which are parted slightly, small breaths coming out gently, chest rising and falling. namjoon watches his small, beautiful boyfriend (of nearly a year!), heart beating and swelling with love as he leans down to press a kiss to jeongguk's forehead, soft and fond.
the lids of jeongguk's eyes flutter like the wings of a disturbed butterfly, revealing irises of murky river water brown, pupils dilated and sluggish, a gentle groan leaving his lips. "good morning, cherry pie," namjoon grins, propped up on one elbow, laying parallel to jeongguk. the younger grins, wiping gunk from his eyes. "happy valentine's."
"hm? oh! it's - it's that already?" jeongguk's mouth parts in an 'o', making namjoon laugh softly. the older passes him his hearing aids, which lie on the dresser; despite being able to read lips, they make things easier for jeongguk. the younger beams. "happy valentine's, joonie."
"hope you're not too tired, cherry pie," namjoon says, and jeongguk looks at him questioningly. "i'm taking you out today! it's valentine's, i think it's time for a special date."
to be truthful, namjoon's had everything organised for today since january 14th, creating a group chat with taehyung, jimin, and jimin's boyfriend ryuho, and planning every little detail. it's been quite an extensive process, but to see the crinkled-nose-lifted-shoulders smile that jeongguk gets when he hears namjoon say that, it's all worth it. he leans up and pecks namjoon on the lips, grinning.
"what time is it?" he asks, looking over at the cage containing rocky, stilton and cheddar - his pet rats -, where the green hamster wheel is rotating, stilton running like crazy. namjoon glances at the red blinking alarm clock.
"quarter past nine. we're gonna leave at eleven, honeybunch, okay?" jeongguk nods at namjoon's words, yawning once before he rolls off the bed, miles of tanned leg revealed by his (adorable) heart patterned boxers, mostly covered by his huge g-dragon tour t-shirt. rubbing at his eyes, jeongguk goes to the bathroom.
he's going to be around fifteen minutes, namjoon knows this, so he quickly goes to the kitchen and pulls out the recipe ryuho had given him for strawberry pancakes. jeongguk adores strawberries. finding the ingredients needed, namjoon sets to mixing batter, slicing strawberries, melting chocolate in the microwave, and finally placing the batter into the pan. despite what jimin says, he can cook.
jeongguk is still singing in the shower, voice just as gorgeous as it was when namjoon first heard it, singing a conan gray song with a lovely scratch in his voice from sleep. namjoon pours hot water into the two cups with honey and camomile teabags he'd prepared, flips the four pancakes onto two plates, and places all this onto the table. he feels proud of himself.
"joonie! it smells good out here!" jeongguk calls as he comes out of the bathroom, dressed in a sleeveless hoodie and shorts. "oh- oh wow!"
namjoon beams as jeongguk's face lights up, the young boy looking even younger, child-like, with a huge grin on his face. "you didn't have to do this!"
"if you think this is too much, wait till later," namjoon laughs, pulling out a chair for jeongguk before seating himself. "there's a whole lotta things i've got planned."
jeongguk, with pancakes making his cheeks puffy like a hamster, looks up from his plate, curious. he swallows. "joon, you didn't have to-"
"gguk, sugar plum, i know i didn't. but i really love you, and i wanted us to have a special first valentine's day," namjoon says, smiling softly. "now c'mon, eat up."
jeongguk does, lips stained with pink strawberry juice that he dabs away with a napkin, groaning appreciatively. "where are we gonna go today, joonie?" he asks, all big doe eyes full of stars. namjoon smiles, shaking his head.
"you'll find out."
truth be told, namjoon thinks that he's organised today fairly well. despite not being able to take jeongguk to a gorgeous fancy restaurant (not that jeongguk likes that, he's more a ramen noodles and movie night type guy), or buy him lavish gifts (jeongguk seems happier with the occasional thoughtful and little gifts namjoon buys him, like an eye shadow palette he liked, or a cute t-shirt because namjoon saw it and thought of him), namjoon knows of other ways to show him he loves him. thanks to jimin and taehyung, he has the whole day filled with things that (hopefully) jeongguk will love.
"can you just tell me?" jeongguk whines after he's finished his pancakes. he doesn't like secrets, namjoon knows. the older shakes his head.
"no can do, cherry pie," he smiles, leaning in to kiss whipped cream from jeongguk's upper lip. "how about you go and dress up pretty, and then you'll find out?"
jeongguk pouts, which makes namjoon's heart melt into a pool of butter, kissing his plump lips again. jeongguk keens, soft as silk, kissing back before pulling away with a smile. "okay, i'll wait. what's the dress code?"
namjoon shrugs. "nothing formal. just wear whatever you like."
jeongguk grins and scampers off to the spare bedroom that they use as clothing storage, because namjoon still has his bed in the living room, leaving namjoon to do the dishes. of course, he's got to get dressed as well, but he'll let jeongguk go first, cause his baby generally takes longer. it's cute how jeongguk takes so much pride in his appearance; namjoon's told him countless times that he's gorgeous with or without makeup or pretty clothing, but jeongguk said that he doesn't dress nice for other people: he does it for himself. and if it makes jeongguk happy, namjoon won't stop him.
namjoon washes up their plates, humming a sappy love song, while jeongguk rustles around in the bedroom, coincidentally singing the same song: i'm yours, by jason mraz. it makes namjoon's heart throb. he's so in love with jeongguk; he hopes today will show that.
namjoon's one to show love through small gestures; he'll buy jeongguk tickets to a movie he's been raving about, he'll lend his hoodies when it's cold (which inevitably leads to jeongguk keeping the hoodies as his), he'll buy jeongguk flowers from the florist cart just around the corner. he thinks people who save tokens of affection just for valentine's day are stupid and shallow; if you love someone, you'll show them that on a daily basis. the only reason namjoon organised things for valentine's day was to make jeongguk feel special, because he really is, and namjoon wants him to know that.
"i'm gonna do my makeup in the bathroom, so the closet's free!" jeongguk calls to namjoon, feet pattering against the floor. namjoon responds with an okay, going to get dressed.
their clothes are organised into a big wardrobe that's fitted into the wall, the room empty apart from a queen sized bed that namjoon doesn't use, and he rarely has guests. he pulls out the outfit he'd already planned for today; a pair of black jeans, ripped at the knee, a white t-shirt, and a short-sleeved red and white button down shirt, the colours running vertically down the fabric. he tucks the shirt into the waistline of his jeans, fastened with a rip-off gucci belt (courtesy of taehyung), and leaves the first four buttons undone. using a bit of gel, he sweeps his hair so the parting reveals his forehead, and he uses his finger to apply the smallest amount of brown eyeshadow, smiling at his reflection. he looks worthy to be on the arm of someone as gorgeous as jeongguk.
"i'm done~!" jeongguk announces from the bathroom, stepping out as namjoon turns around.
his breath catches in his throat.
jeongguk is dressed in light blue jeans, patterned with embroidered red roses, cinched at the waist with a red belt. tucked into this is one of namjoon's t-shirts, which hangs enormously off his lithe shoulder, the word 'infatuated' written in bold red writing across the chest. the whole thing is topped off with a black and white flannel shirt tied around his waist, only emphasising the smallness of it.
his makeup consists of lightly glossed shimmery lips, in a shade of pink roses, and just a hint of wine red eyeshadow, cat-eye eyeliner emphasising the starry eyes namjoon so loves. enraptured, the older quickly pulls jeongguk in for a kiss, hands roaming to jeongguk's recently dyed strawberry locks. they're both smiling when they pull away, jeongguk's cheeks dusted with pink.
"you look gorgeous, sugar plum," namjoon pecks his forehead, hands on jeongguk's waist. jeongguk smiles. "absolutely beautiful."
"thanks, joonie," jeongguk blushes, smiling. "so, do i get to know where we're going now?"
"hmm... no," namjoon scrunches his nose, and jeongguk chuckles, pressing a kiss to namjoon's lips gently.
"alright then."
the first location of their day-long date is a park on the outskirts of their art school's grounds. it's large, with rolling expanses of grass, trees, beautiful flowers, and gazebos. a rarity to find in city-filled japan, and namjoon's been there many times to sketch, to draw jeongguk sat under the cherry blossoms. this time, some of the literature department kids helped him set a few things up.
"woah, look at the flowers!" jeongguk points at the gorgeous rows of multicoloured tulips that circle around a weeping willow. his circular specs make his eyes sparkle even more; he's prettier than any flower.
"c'mon, sugar, this way," namjoon pulls jeongguk along by his hand down one of the graveled paths, to a rosebush of many colours. and, on each rose, there's a piece of coloured paper. jeongguk's eyes light up with curiosity, looking at namjoon.
"go one. they're for you." namjoon says. jeongguk, starry-eyed, walks over to the bush, taking one of the notes.
"'reasons i love you, number 12'," he reads out, cheeks turning as pink as the roses. "'your smile when you wake up next to me in the mornings'," he looks back at namjoon, lips wide. "joonie- this is... this is amazing."
namjoon smiles, shrugging. "it's nothing... go on, there's, like, thirty notes there."
jeongguk beams, reaching for another note, whilst namjoon wraps his arm around jeongguk's small waist, the younger nestled into his side. jeongguk's slim fingers open the blue paper up, the neat lettering revealing another thing namjoon loves about jeongguk.
"'reason number 5: the way your eyes sparkle when you watch films you love'..." jeongguk grins, reaching for another note. "'reason 18: how you sing in the shower as if no one can hear you'."
jeongguk's smile gets wider with every note, and by the last one, his eyes are brimming with tears, and he clings onto namjoon, sobbing with a huge smile on his face. his heart beats fast as namjoon tilts head up, connecting their lips softly. jeongguk's arms loop around namjoon's neck, while namjoon's hands go to his waist, the two of them smiling like morons into the kiss, tears streaming down jeongguk's cheeks.
"i love you, i love you so much," jeongguk sobs, still grinning. "you're wonderful."
"i love you more than all the stars in the universe, cherry pie," namjoon replies, their foreheads pressed together. "but if you think this is a lot-wait till you see what else i have prepared."
jeongguk sniffs, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand. "fuck-is my makeup ruined?"
namjoon shakes his head, wiping away the excess tears with the pad of his thumb. "'course not. you used that waterproof stuff i bought you?"
"yeah," jeongguk smiles, kissing namjoon's cheek gently. "thanks, namjoon. i-i love you. so much."
namjoon grins, striking jeongguk's back through his shirt. "love you too. come on love, there's a whole day to get finished."
jeongguk laughs, beaming, and let's namjoon lead him, past a gorgeous marble fountain with statures of nymphs, past multicolour flowerbeds, past other couples kissing on benches, until they reach where namjoon had set up yet another surprise.
right at the end of the park, there's a small glade of weeping willows, forming a circle which completely closes you off from the rest of the park. namjoon covers jeongguk's eyes as they approach, the younger squeaking in protest, causing a chuckle to come from namjoon's lips.
"you're so mean, joonie." jeongguk whines, and namjoon just smiles, pressing a kiss to the juncture of jeongguk's neck and shoulder.
"alright, here we go, love."
namjoon takes his hands from jeongguk's eyes, and allows the boy to see once again. jeongguk gasps, bringing his hands up to his mouth, eyes wide.
hanging from the branches of two trees is a projector screen, the projector nestled up in the trees, showing the opening credits of jeongguk's favourite romantic movie - notting hill, with julia roberts and hugh grant. a blanket filled with pillows sits in front of the screen, along with a picnic basket and a drinks cooler. honestly, namjoon has to hand it to his friends; they put in amazing effort. he'll have to take them out for dinner to say thanks.
"joonie-this is... wow. it's perfect," jeongguk throws himself into namjoon's arms, peppering kisses all over every inch of namjoon's tan skin, smile brighter than the sun. "you're amazing. best boyfriend ever."
namjoon laughs, returning the kisses. "hmm, think i'm second place to you, baby bun."
without warning, he sweeps jeongguk off his feet, the pinkette squealing in joy as namjoon scoops him up bridal style, walking them over to the blanket nest. namjoon's friends and some kids from the school film department set this up less than an hour ago, the basket filled with cinema treats - different flavours of popcorn, pocky sticks, a bar of chocolate and, of course, chocolate-covered strawberries -, and the cooler containing iced coffee, because jeongguk finds warm coffee weird (just another detail that namjoon loves about him).
"your seat, prince." namjoon kneels with jeongguk still in his arms, biceps bulging, and jeongguk giggles, tumbling out of his embrace onto the blanket. namjoon settles beside him, grasping for the remote that'll play the movie via the projector, winking at the lone film student - kim seungmin - perched up in the branches of the tree, just as arranged. he'll leave whilst namjoon and jeongguk are there, and he and his boyfriend, lee minho, will return later to get everything tidied up.
"oh, strawberries!" jeongguk unearths the packet of strawberries from the basket, smiling. namjoon grins, moving his arm so jeongguk can lean into his side, before playing the movie, the two of them laying comfortably alone, in love.
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BY THE TIME THE movie finishes, it's nearing one o'clock. jeongguk smiled the whole way through the movie, mouthing along to the english parts he knew, laughing when william embarrassed himself - which was, unfortunately, most of the movie, resulting in a lot of second-hand cringe.
jeongguk leans in to kiss namjoon whilst the credits roll, a hand cupping the older boy's cheek as their lips move together, nothing but love involved. jeongguk tastes of the strawberry pocky sticks he'd been snacking on, sweet, and his caramel skin is warm and soft again namjoon's hands. when jeongguk pulls back, he rests his forehead against namjoon's, smiling.
"thank you again, namjoon-ah... i suppose there's more after this?"
namjoon nods, and jeongguk's eyes and nose scrunch up with a grin, giggling.
"you hopeless romantic," he says, eyes like galaxies. "alright, lemme guess... romantic dinner date?"
namjoon hisses between his teeth, shaking his head. "nuh-uh, cherry pie, you're not getting any secrets out of me."
jeongguk rolls his eyes, and namjoon kisses the tip of his nose. "right, c'mon, sugar. there's a ride waiting for us."
the next part of their all-day date is something namjoon knew jeongguk wanted to go to. jeongguk positively adores live music, loves watching artists he likes live, loves the energy, so when namjoon heard that some musicians and bands from their school were doing a cover concert, no entry fee, in the local square, food provided... well, he just had to take the opportunity.
the couple walk out of the park hand in hand, to the row of parked cars. when namjoon said they had a ride waiting, he meant that taehyung had left them his beloved white and beige italian vespa, the keys tucked inside one of the helmets. jeongguk's eyes widen, looking at namjoon sceptically.
"no offence, joonie, but can you drive that?" he says, and namjoon laughs.
"no stress, sugar plum. taehyung gave me a few lessons. it's easy," he takes one of the helmets and hands it to jeongguk, the smaller putting it on and fastening the strap. namjoon's one is the one taehyung uses, with a pair of retro goggles to stop the wind going in your eyes. jeongguk laughs at him, but to be fair, namjoon does look amazing. hell, he could wear a binbag and look good, let's be real here.
namjoon straddles the leather seat, moving the vespa from its stand. jeongguk climbs on behind him, and namjoon toes it out of the parking space, waiting for a gap in traffic before starting up the engine. jeongguk's hands go around his torso to keep himself balanced, and they go down the road smoothly.
jeongguk laughs into namjoon's shoulder once he gets over his initial fear because, unlike his grandpa tuan's kawasaki grandad jeon doesn't like him riding, this vespa goes at a max speed of maybe 100 mph. and namjoon's doing 60.
turning a corner, street chatter fills their ears, and jeongguk notices they're nearing the centre of the city, where the huge square consists of another park, and this one has a clearing that the city hold concerts or shows in. suddenly, it occurs to him; had namjoon noticed that he'd been wanting to go to that cover concert?
it becomes more and more evident as they approach the square, lanterns strung up in the blooming cherry trees, music already coming to their ears. namjoon parks, and jeongguk speaks now that the wind won't drown him out.
"you're taking me to the concert, aren't you?"
namjoon laughs. "so perceptive, ggukie. yeah, i am. and guess what? it's vegetarian food only!"
jeongguk positively glows, taking namjoon's hand and pulling him along in a run towards the concert. they're given wristbands and told that the money they spend on food will go to charity, and then they're right in the heart of it. a song by troye sivan plays over loudspeakers, and there's loads of people milling about, laying on blankets and picnicking, eating delicious looking food.
"are you hungry, cherry pie?" namjoon asks, thumb striking jeongguk's knuckles. jeongguk nods, and they go to the six or seven food trucks that are lined up, all offering veggie cuisine; perfect for jeongguk and namjoon.
"oh my god-tofu, falafel, tahini... look, they've got veggie skewers too, and pitas! and poké... there's too much choice," jeongguk gawks, stomach growling. namjoon smiles, hand on his waist.
"have whatever you like, sweetheart. whatever we don't eat, we'll take home."
jeongguk giggles with joy and heads to the falafel truck.
by the end of it, they have two veggie kebabs, falafel in pitas with tahini and hummus, a small bowl of tofu poké to share, a gorgeous looking salad, and a small selection of sushi. they find a place to sit amongst the scattered beanbags and sofas bought by the organisers, settling on an L shaped sofa with a couple of girls, their feast spread out.
"good afternoon everyone!"
a boy, who the couple recognise as brian 'call me youngk' kang steps onstage with a mic, waving wildly as the band take their spots behind a keyboard, a drum kit, and various microphone stands.
"i hope you're all having a beautiful evening! we are day6, and we are opening for the first ever tokyo art school fundraiser for music students! all the money you spend at our food trucks, or on pins and t-shirts - yeah, we have merchandise, it's gonna come out in a bit - will go towards this fundraiser. thank you so much for coming!"
he puts the mic back into its stand and picks his bass up, slinging it over his shoulder. a blond guy - namjoon knows him as jae - takes the front, grinning wildly.
"as youngk said, we are day6, and this-" he strums a chord on his guitar. "-is smells like teen spirit!"
they launch into an acoustic version of the ever-iconic song, and jeongguk hums along happily, settled between namjoon's legs as he deftly uses chopsticks to eat the sushi he picked out. namjoon smiles, glad to see that jeongguk is happy and enjoying himself. he lets his boyfriend feed him bits of the various food they'd acquired, before tucking into a falafel pita, the taste gorgeous on his tongue.
various acts perform after day6 do five songs, there being solo artists with instruments, dancers with amazing flexibility, and more bands. seungmin and minho make a reappearance as part of a vocal quartet, with kim woojin and bang chan, preforming i'm yours, by jason mraz, which makes namjoon and jeongguk laugh, singing along happily.
the whole thing wraps up at six p.m, which fits in perfectly with namjoon's final piece of the date. jeongguk purchases a day6 t-shirt and namjoon gets a few pins for his backpack, before they head back to the vespa, now more confident about riding on the vehicle.
"so, do i get a hint now?" jeongguk teases, hands bunched in namjoon's shirt. namjoon smiles.
"alright, yeah. you know that pretty rooftop place?"
"no way!" jeongguk gasps, as namjoon overtakes a car. "we're going to moonlit?"
"uh huh! you betcha, sugar plum," namjoon replies, hearing jeongguk's giddy squeals of excitement with a grin. "managed to get them to let the place out, cause it's run by taehyung's girlfriend's dad, so it's ours for the night."
"aw, joonie," jeongguk's heart is a melted pool of butter in namjoon's grasp, his demeanour and voice soft. "thank you, love... you're amazing."
"'s nothing, really," namjoon shrugs, turning into the street that leads to moonlit. "you really wanted to go there, i know, and the price was always the issue. but your granddads, they gave me some money towards today, and i used it to pay for the diner."
jeongguk laughs serenely. "good old grandpas..."
the moonlit diner is a restaurant with a twist. its downstairs quarter consist of the kitchens, whereas the dining area is on the flat roof. twenty tables are settled under the thankfully clear sky, the plastic marquee stripped away and fairylights strung up onto the metal frame. candles illuminate the table at which namjoon and jeongguk sit, the hubbub of tokyo quietened as the diner is more towards the quiet part of the bustling city.
"good evening, sirs," their waitress wears a sky blue suit and minimal makeup, bowing politely. "would you like to order from our selection of drinks?"
namjoon and jeongguk exchange a glance, before communally deciding 'why the fuck not'. namjoon asks the questions in his most adult sounding voice.
"what would you recommend?"
"well, we have lovely, homebrew apple cider, which goes well with pretty much everything, and it's a house special. and it won't cost you an arm and a leg."
namjoon nods. "sounds gorgeous. we'll have that, thank you."
soft piano music begins to play from the speakers arranged around the diner; namjoon recognises it as bach's cello suite no. 1 in g. major - he's a musician, of course he knows his classical -, a gorgeous tune that fits the scene perfectly.
jeongguk is looking over the menu, ooh-ing and ah-ing over the dishes, focused mainly on the veggie menu. "hmm... i think i'll try the stuffed peppers," the moonlit isn't particularly fancy, and their dishes seem to be feel-good homey dishes, things that warm you up inside.
"the peppers do sound nice," namjoon muses, looking over the choices. "what about the thai vegetable curry?"
"actually, i've been craving thai," jeongguk admits, smiling. "shall we?"
they both agree, and sit there under the stars, holding hands over the tabletop, namjoon's thumb brushing over jeongguk's knuckles.
"thank you joonie... for everything. you've given me one of the best years of my life," jeongguk speaks softly, his expression full of love. "i love you so much. you mean so much to me."
"i love you more, cherry pie," namjoon smiles softly. "today, i wanted you to feel as loved and as happy as possible. and i think i've achieved that."
"you have."
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hey guys!! i'm back not like anyone cares but i'm back anyway 💘 i was in england for a little bit cause family shit and i'm sorry this valentine's update is late but better late than never huh
so i'm completely starved for ideas !!!! and i want requests please !!!!!! comment them here and i'll write them just give me inspo please my writers block is so bad
i love you all sosososososo much i'm sorry i was gone for so long you're all amazing 💕💞💞❣️💝💝💘💞💖❣️💞💌💟💘💞❣️💟💞💌💟
- love, jace