A Little Help | Jaemin Imagine #14

                                    

                                          
Title: A Little Help
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: mentions of kissing -- light makeout session, suggestive dialogue (but nothing crazy)
Word Count: ~1k
Author's Note: This imagine was an idea I had for a very long time, but I just never got to writing it. For awhile, I went back and forth as to which member to give this story to. Ultimately, I'm weak for Na Jaemin, so I chose him. I know you guys like this sort of stuff too, so I hope you enjoy it (not too much though lol). Please look forward to my future works as well. Thank you for reading ^ ^
Also did you guys notice the cover change for this book? The person who made the original one for me, made a few others. And I just hate for her work to go to waste. I plan on going back to the Jeno one at some point, but I have a soft spot for Jaemin's cover 😅
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Jaemin made his way into your cozy living room with a steaming mug of lemon tea in hand. His eyes quickly found you seated on the floor near the coffee table. Despite the dim lighting in the room, your face was illuminated by the soft glow of the laptop in front of you. Jaemin started to smile, observing how focused you were on writing the story you'd been working on for months. However, his smile froze when he noticed you nibbling your lower lip and sighing in frustration.
Quietly, he shuffled over to sit beside you on the carpet and carefully set down the drink on the table. You picked up on his presence immediately and glanced up at him with a small smile.
"Thank you," you said, curling your fingers around the handle of the mug before taking a long sip of the warm beverage.
He instinctively reached a hand to tenderly brush a loose strand of hair behind your ear. "Everything okay?" he asked in the calm, low-toned voice he typically used during late-night conversations with you.
You hummed in response, holding back from sighing again. "Yeah. I'm just stuck on this certain part of my story."
"What's it supposed to be?" Jaemin tilted his head, his dark brown eyes filled with a blend of curiosity and concern. His innocent question unintentionally made you hesitate, your eyes flickering back to the screen before meeting his gaze once more. 
"Well, this is when my main characters are supposed to have their first kiss," you explained, already feeling the heat rushing to your cheeks. "And for some reason, I'm struggling with the technicalities of it. Usually, I don't really have a problem with writing kiss scenes."
Although you felt silly admitting this to your boyfriend (of all people), your frustration outweighed your embarrassment. Jaemin was the type of person who never seemed fazed by anything, but you still expected him to tease you.
Instead, Jaemin wore a thoughtful expression, arms crossed over his knees. "Why don't you try acting out the kiss with me? It might help you get a better feel for it."
Eyes widening in surprise at his suggestion, you began to protest. "I-I don't know, Nana. I mean, that's a bit..." you trailed off, shyness instinctively taking over. 
But then you paused, considering his idea for a moment. It wasn't actually that bad and might help you with this little dilemma. After all, he was your boyfriend, so being close to each other wasn't out of the norm. Certainly when you were dating Na Jaemin, possibly the most affectionate man you knew.
"Hm, I guess it can't hurt to try," you conceded, moving your hands away from your laptop. 
Taking a deep breath, you turned to face Jaemin properly and he scooted closer with a warm smile. "You said it's their first kiss, right?" he asked, recalling the brief context you gave him earlier.
You nodded. "Yeah...um. It's supposed to start off slow and hesitant. But it becomes more passionate since the characters have been pining for each other practically forever."
"Okay. Show me what you're thinking, princess," he said. Both the pet name and his soothing voice sent a shiver down your spine.
At first, you hesitated, before tentatively reaching out to take his hand, bringing it to your cheek. "Maybe it could start with him cupping her face like this," you spoke in almost a whisper. "And then her hands could just be on his shoulders?"
Your initial unease wore off fairly quickly, and Jaemin felt his heart skip a beat as you continued to test different hand placements with him. He couldn't help but find how your brows furrowed in concentration and the way you quietly mumbled to yourself, incredibly endearing.
"Then when things start to get more intense, his hands should go here," you murmured, guiding his other hand to your waist. He suppressed a laugh, noticing how you were too focused to be flustered by the intimacy of the gesture.
Yet, as minutes passed without your lips coming in contact with his, Jaemin's frustration simmered. He couldn't stop his eyes from being drawn to your soft, pink lips. Though your touches remained innocent, they only made the temptation increasingly difficult to resist. Growing tired of waiting, he gave into the impulse and leaned into capturing your lips with his own. 
Immediately caught off guard, a soft gasp escaped you from the sudden kiss. You felt his hand on your back, pressing possessively, while his lips moved hungrily against yours. Midway into the kiss, you realize how unintentionally teasing you must have been when you were trying to work out the characters' kiss in your mind. But before you could fully process what was happening, he pulled away. Seeing the light shade of red painted across your cheeks, Jaemin smiled in satisfaction.
"You need to know how the kiss feels so you can describe it in your story," he reasoned, his voice teasing but earnest.
Despite being a blushy mess, you understood what he meant and smiled back. "You're right. But I think we should do it again...you know, so I can be more prepared this time." 
Your words made his grin widen as your arms wrapped around his neck. His lips met yours in a passionate dance, the story temporarily forgotten. Jaemin pulled you closer, his fingers delicately tracing your jawline. He could taste the hint of lemon tea on your lips, and a smile formed as you lightly tugged at his hair. It took all his self-control not to get too carried away, savoring the moment while keeping his desire in check.
 Even though Jaemin has kissed you dozens of times, each one reminded you of how insanely in love you were with one another. And in that moment, the characters and their story faded into the background, leaving only the warmth and connection between you two.
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