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miririririri · 1 year

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Hello!! I hope you are doing great and are having a good day or night~🤍

I apologize if this is confusing

I was wondering if you could do a skz headcanon (ot8) where you aren't dating but you are not just friends either. (Not fwb!!)

You don't have to do this and please take good care of yourself!!

—｛🎂｝NOT TOGETHER BUT NOT FRIENDS; W/ STRAYKIDS

pairings. OT8!straykids x fem!reader

wc. 1k

warnings. seungmin's lee know and jisungs are a little suggestive,

synopsis. moments with straykids when you aren't dating but just friends either.

—｛🍰｝... CHAN ⋮ calling you baby !

you aren't dating , but you both and everyone else know that friends don't just go around calling each other baby.

"baby?" changbin and han turned to each other, confused it was only you 4 in there so who was he talking to. "is he talking to us?" han shrugged , but it surprised them more when you looked up from your phone. "yes?" chan turned around , taking his headphones handing you his card. "can you please go get me something to drink from the vending machine." you stood up grabbing his card. "thanks baby , get yourself something to." han and changbin waited for you to leave, turning to chan dumbfounded. "what's wrong with you two?" chan said. "when did you two get together?" changbin asked. "what are you talking about, we aren't together." the two shared a look. "then why are you calling her baby? friends don't call each other that." he shrugged, he can't quite remember when he started calling you that. "i guess they dont." would he ask you out? maybe , maybe not.

—｛🍰｝... LEE KNOW ⋮ sitting on his lap !

minho is aware that you guys aren't dating , but he also knows that you wouldn't just sit on his lap if you were just friends.

"come here." lee know patted his thigh , telling you to sit down. you got out of your seat , making your way over to him , sitting down in his lap without thinking, he wrapped his arm around your waist. "what are you doing?" you turned facing him. "nothing i just want to feel you." he rested his chin on your shoulder blade , he kissed your neck , you sigh. "this is dangerous territory , we're friends aren't we?" he rolled his eyes. "sure we're just friends." he leaned into your ear whispering "but i don't think friends just casually sit on their friends lap even though there are plenty of seats."

—｛🍰｝... CHANGBIN ⋮ being over-protective !

you hate how over-protective changbin is, since he's always saying you're not dating.

"it's cold." changbin walked behind you , holding a jacket in his arms to wrap you around." you scoff. "im fine , go home." you walk a head of him. "not until i get you home safely, i don't want any boys flirting with you." you whine. "why not, why can't they flirt with me , you aren't flirting with me." you stop turn to face him. "why would i flirt with you , we're just friends." he wraps the jacket around your body , you whisper into his chest. "friends aren't this overprotective from boys."

—｛🍰｝... HYUNJIN ⋮ back hug !

you say you aren't friends , but han know friends dont whispering cute shit into each other's ear

"what are you making, beautiful." hyunjin came up to you back hugging you, whispering in your ear. "this is for him." you pointed to han who sat at the table. "i'm glad you two finally got together , i was tired of watching you to pine after each other." you two both laughed. "han we aren't together." you said, han was confused , friends hold each other by the waist, whispering sweet nothings into each others ears. "well you sure aren't friends, friends don't do that."

—｛🍰｝... HAN JISUNG ⋮ kisses !

you say you're just friends but han knows friends just don't kiss each other like that.

"give me a kiss." han poked his lips out. you planted a softed kiss on his lips. "another." you gave him another. "another" you sighed , grabbing the side of his face, giving him a longer kiss on his lips, pulling away. "why do you always ask me to give you kisses, we're just friends." you said , looking down at your feet. he grabbed you by your chin , looking you in the eye. "baby , i don't know what we are , but friends just don't kiss like that."

—｛🍰｝... FELIX ⋮ cuddling !

you and felix claim you two aren't dating, but hyunjin and lee know know you don't cuddle your friends like that.

"they have to be dating , there's no way they aren't." they watched you two cuddle on the couch of the practice room , scrolling through tik toks on felix's phone. "this isn't the first time either , yesterday they were cuddled up on the couch watching a movie." lee know said. "i know last week , he literally was on top of her and they were cuddling." you both felt their stares, looking up at them. "what are you guys looking at?" you spoke up. "you guys are cute." you and felix looked at each other, back to them. "we aren't dating." you went back to watching video. hyunjin scoffed. "friends don't cuddle like that."

—｛🍰｝... SEUNGMIN ⋮ getting jealous !

seungmin knows you aren't dating, but he can't bare seeing you with anyone else but him.

"seungmin stop glaring at lee know like that." han shook his friend. "why is he so close, jesus let her breath." he rolled his eyes , mumbling. "she was supposed to be here for me anyway. "seungmin , why are you acting like this , you and ＿ are just friends." friends don't call each other out at 12 am for a date to the convince store, friends don't give each other teasing eyes from across the room, friends don't almost kiss on the very couch they're flirting with someone else on. "friends don't do the things we do."

—｛🍰｝... JEONGIN ⋮ letting you lay on top of him !

jeongin thinks it's cute , but seungmin knows that jeongin wouldn't let a friend sleep on top of him like that

"jeongin?" he shushed seungmin , his eyes peering down on your sleeping body on top of his. "she's sleeping." he whispered. "well do you and your girlfriend want to go out for food when she wakes up?" jeongin was confused, you two weren't dating , i mean he didn't let anyone sleep on him , but you were different. "she's not my girlfriend we're just friends and sure we'll go when she gets up." seungmin scoffed. "not my girlfriend my ass you wouldn't let han lay on you like that."

©️LUVYENI

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miririririri · 1 year

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Thinking about how lovely Chan's hugs are.

There would be sleepy morning hugs, where he'd pull you closer to his body, intertwining his legs with yours. He'd mumble a "just five minutes more" into the crook of your neck and you can never say no, because his arms around you feel heavenly. He never told you but he started scheduling his alarm a bit earlier, so he'd be able to cuddle you more when he wakes up.

There would be hugs when he finally comes home and you'd run into his arms as if you haven't seen him for years; when you just had lunch together earlier. Those hugs will always end up with you wrapping your legs around his waist and him spinning you around. Two giggling messes, giddy over the love you hold for each other.

There would be hugs when you are feeling sad, and he'd be extra gentle with you; rubbing soothing circles on your back while you are sat on his lap. His fingers would thread through your hair, as he listens intently to you. Those hugs will last for as long as you want them to, he won't ever let go first.

And there would be hugs when you haven't seen him for a long while and he pulls you to him as soon as his eyes land on you. Those would be silent hugs, where you'd just bask in the presence of each other, because you've really really missed him. And holding him close is the only way for you to realize that he's really here, he came back to you- he came home.

Hugging chan will feel safe, like being wrapped in a warm cocoon. Your body doesn't go on overdrive when you hug him, there are no untamed butterflies or sweaty palms. Instead, a soothing peace will wash over you and your worries will melt away- because you know that you are safe with him. Always.

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can y'all tell i need a hug from this man?

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miririririri · 1 year

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—excuses.

pairing: lee minho x reader

genre: fluff, (very recent) established relationship

word count: 2.3k

summary: you ask your boyfriend for some private dancing lessons, and although he hears you loud and clear, he still manages to believe you're just making up excuses for him to come over.

a/n: helloo, this was comissioned by the lovely @hyunholights and i had so much fun writing it! although i think i made myself soft now ;-; lol. i hope you enjoy! thank you so much for all your support and for being so sweet<3

comissions are still open!

"Wait, so when you said you wanted me to come over tonight and teach you to dance, you actually meant teaching you to dance?"

Staring at your boyfriend perplexed as ever, you blinked two times before looking around in a silent response — the coffee table in your living room had been pushed aside to leave a fair amount of space to move around, your favourite rug had been rolled up and placed by one of the corners so it wouldn't be damaged by all the stomping you had supposed there would be, and two bottles of water had been carefully placed next to a pair of personal towels, just in case you got too tired and sweated more than you had expected to.

Furthermore, the outfit you were wearing seemed to be the cherry on top. Looking down at it, you fidgeted with the zip of the black hoodie you were wearing over your grey sport bra, which perfectly matched your favourite pair of sweatpants — the very ones that you often wore around the house just because of how comfortable they were, and that would finally be put to a good, productive use today.

All those very obvious hints alone were enough to answer your boyfriend's question.

Unlike you, he was standing by the entrance of your living room holding two bags of takeout food he had dropped by to get before showing up at your place. Granted, he was wearing a sportswear too, but that had to do with the fact that he had just finished dance practice with his group members back at the JYPE building, and not with him having come here well prepared to help you out with your deficient —as you liked to call them— dancing skills.

"I thought I made it clear when we texted last night?" you couldn't help the utter confusion in your voice.

"You said you wanted me to come over tonight" he pointed out. "After practice".

"Yes," you agreed. "Which was followed by 'to give me dancing lessons'".

"I thought it was just an excuse to have me come over".

You stood there like the human version of the standing still emoji, and if it weren't for the fact that Minho could see in your eyes the way the wheels inside your head were turning as they tried and made sense of how he could have reached such a conclusion, he would've laughed.

"Why would I need an excuse to have you come over, you're my boyfriend…"

"I knoww," he whined, looking the cutest to you when he threw his head back in exasperation. "I guess I'm still not used to it".

"To be my boyfriend?" you raised an eyebrow.

"You know what I mean".

Cute, you thought. He had asked you to be his girlfriend only a little under a month ago and he still felt like he needed an excuse to just drop by and see you.

Maybe you should've been more specific when you asked him to come here the night prior. Although you didn't know how much more specific than 'you should come over tomorrow after practice to give me some dancing lessons' you could get.

"Well, from now on… just know that me inviting you over doesn't immediately translate to 'come over so we can have an indoor date and make out the whole time'".

"Aww, but those are the best kind of invitations" he pouted, bringing heat up to your face as he carefully let go of the bags in his hands to hold your waist and pull you closer instead.

"So…" you cleared your throat in an attempt to shake the butterflies in your stomach off. "Are you giving me dancing lessons or…"

"Let's eat first" he proposed, picking up the bags and placing the food on your coffee table before he moved it back to its previous spot in front of the sofa. "I just got off practice like an hour ago and I'm starving".

-—-—-—-—-—-—-♡

What was supposed to be just having dinner before getting started with the dancing lessons had soon turned into 'let's rest for a bit before we start moving around', which was later followed by 'let's watch some TV in the meantime' and him pulling you to his body — his thumb tenderly running up and down your waist while he switched channels before you could even give him an answer.

When said 'meantime' turned into 40 minutes, a second episode of the old k-drama they were replaying on TV, and Minho's head falling on your shoulder as he began to helplessly drift off, you started to get the idea that there would not be such thing as 'dancing lessons' from your boyfriend that night.

"You're not teaching me shit, are you?"

Although your words had come out monotonous as ever, the smile that remained curved up in the corners of your mouth could only give away how far away from mad you were at that.

"Mm… what?" he mumbled, heavily opening his eyes before he sat back up.

"We'll just stay like this all night?" you changed your question, bringing up a hand to remove a strand of hair that was covering his eye.

He sighed, closing his eyes again as he threw an arm around your shoulders and pulled you to him. "I wouldn't mind".

A muffled laugh escaped your mouth, as you had just crashed against his chest and were not able to move away from his tight grip.

"Minho~" you cutely complained. "Please, I need to learn how to dance".

"Whyy~" he imitated the tone you had used.

"Because I suck at it" you pouted.

"Who cares".

"I care," you stated. "I mean, how could I not when I'm dating one of Korea's best dancers".

That had seemed to catch his attention. Not a second went by before his palms were pressed on your shoulders and he was pushing you away from him, so he could look you dead in the eye. "Wait, you're serious?"

"About you being one of the best dancers in our country?"

"No, not—" he couldn't help the breathy laugh that had just escaped his mouth, getting shy at your genuine compliment. "I'm not, that's n—"

"Yes, you are" you frowned.

"No, I'm—Y/N~" he whined, flustered as ever; much to your enjoyment. "I mean what you said about wanting to learn because you're dating me".

"Well… yeah, of course" you mumbled.

"But why?"

You shrugged, suddenly feeling ashamed of your own answer and having to look down at your fidgeting hands. "I don't know… you just really love dancing and are so good at it, and I can't coordinate my limbs for shit and I guess I just… wanna feel like I'm on your level or something…"

"On my level?" Minho asked softly.

"Yeah, like, you know…" your eyes remained fixed still on your hands. "To feel like I'm a good enough match for you and ugh, this is becoming so sappy".

Hiding your face in your hands and bringing your knees up to your chest, you heard Minho's light laugh right next to you as you had just curled into a ball of shame right there.

He didn't let you sulk for much longer, though, for his hands were quick to gently grab yours and remove them from your face — your eyes opening in a heartbeat only to be met by that soft look of his that would always manage to turn your heart into a puddle.

"You're so cute," he cooed, cupping your face in his warm hands and pressing a loving kiss on your forehead. "We've been dating for a while now…"

"Twenty four days" you reminded him.

He rolled his eyes in amusement. "Twenty four days officially," he was the one to remind you this time. "We were still together for a while before that, and I never needed you to dance for me to fall for you and consider you good enough. Actually, I've never even seen you dance at all".

"Because I suck at it," you pouted. "You'd leave me in a second if you ever saw me".

"And yet you wanted me to give you dance lessons today? Like, you do realise that in order for me to do that I'd have to see you dance, don't you?" he tilted his head in feigned confusion, a taunting smirk curving up his lips. "Was that your plan all along? Getting rid of me by showing me your dance moves?"

"Shut upp," you whined, allowing a fake cry to abandon your lips as you threw your head back and freed yourself from his hold. "Maybe I didn't think this through".

Minho laughed hard at that, heart squeezing in his chest as he saw the prominent pout in your mouth while your arms remained folded over your chest. Fuck, you had his heart. All you had to do was sit there looking all cute for him to feel like he was going mad.

All you had to do was pout for him to feel the need to kiss it away.

So, he did.

Placing a hand on your nape, he leaned in to press his lips on yours.

Although taken aback, you did not waste another second to kiss him back — leaning your body closer to him and digging your fingers in his hair as he trapped your bottom lip in his once more and deepened the kiss, just enough for you to contentedly hum in the middle of it.

"What was that for?" you whispered, still too drunk on his delicious touch to properly speak.

"You're cute" he smiled.

Heart fluttering at his words, you could not bring yourself to move away as he lovingly traced his thumb over your bottom lip, without another word leaning in to steal one last brief kiss from your lips before he stood up and held his hand out for you to grab.

"Come on, I'll teach you the basics".

Reluctantly grabbing his hand, you let him pull you up to your feet. "Wait, help me move the coffee table again".

Your boyfriend shook his head no, taking his phone out of his pocket as he looked for what you guessed was a song to dance to in it. "We won't need much space for this".

Falling quiet the moment he hit play and placed his phone on the couch's armrest, you listened carefully at the notes that sounded all too familiar to you — too focused trying to pinpoint what song it was for you to realise your boyfriend was now pulling you closer, placing your arms over his shoulders and then resting his hands on your waist.

You only snapped out of it when Greg Gonzalez's voice reached your ears. And that's when it hit you.

K. by Cigarettes After Sex.

"Are you trying to tell me something?" you teased, finally wrapping your arms around his neck like he had wanted you to.

"Don't," Minho warned you, not being able to fight the shy smile on his face.

Letting out a small giggle, you relaxed under his touch, allowing him to guide you through the slow beat and getting lost in the way his body ever so softly moved along with yours.

This being the one song you were obsessed with when the two of you met and started talking, as well as the very song that had oh-so-casually made it to Minho's top 10 most played songs ranking that same month, could only make your heart melt more than it already had.

You couldn't help but rest your face on his chest, closing your eyes and inhaling that sweet scent of his that made you feel at home in such a short period of time, and that you could never grow tired of.

"You're not falling asleep now, are you?" he whispered when the last chorus of the song was about to come.

You laughed under your breath, unconsciously tickling his neck with your nose as you denied with your head.

"I gotta give it to you," you smiled, going back to his eye level. "Choosing something I can't really fuck up is surely the way to go".

"Oh, I couldn't care less about you fucking up a dance".

"Why slow dancing then?" you tilted your head.

"Because I wanted to hold you close" he let his forehead rest on yours. "And because slow dancing is the only dance you need to know around me".

"Is that so?"

"Mhm…" he nodded.

"What if I still want you to teach me harder dance routines, though…"

"I can still do that," he pointed out. "But slow songs are better to dance to".

You snorted, incredulously. "Since when?"

"Since you're my designated partner for it" he smiled, leaning in to steal a soft kiss from you before the corners of his mouth turned into a smirk. "And, I mean, I'm practically doing you a favour, since you keep coming up with all these lame excuses for me to come over and have these indoor dates only for us to end up making out at some point".

"That is so no—"

You didn't get the chance to argue with his taunting accusation, for his smiling mouth on yours was all it took to shut you up.

In the end, whether needed or not anymore, maybe you should come up with more lame excuses for him to come over, as long as it meant you would get to feel the warmth of his body against yours and the sweetness of his mouth on your own.

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miririririri · 1 year

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uhmmm

ples help me :/

i kinda have a writers block rn so if you can jus leave a request or smtn so one, i can get closer with my moots and two so i can get rid of this writers block

thxxx <<<333

-miri

#skz stay #skz #stay #skz bang chan #skz lee minho #skz seo changbin #skz hwang hyunjin #skz han jisung #skz lee felix #skz kim seungmin #skz yang jeongin #writers block #requests open #stray kids

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miririririri · 1 year

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this is my rant abt skz. if you don't wanna read it don't :)

bang chan. idc how cringy it is but something about just him can make me feel so loved. i've never in my life ever wanted to hug someone more than i do him. lino is my light. he just has the right amount of humor and sincerity that should be in a person. changbin is my reason to keep pushing myself. i aspire to have his motivation one day. hyunjin is the person that brings out the creative in me. his creativity inspires me to put my emotions onto paper. han jisung is definitely my favorite person to just listen to. he's funny, talented, and the best person to just laugh with. felix will always be my aussie. what i would give to bake brownies with him or even just be in the same room as him. seungmin is my best friend. he is lowkey savage and knows how to talk to people. he gives the best advice. jeongin is my inner child. i love the way he can smile and suddenly all the clouds disappear.

i just want to give them all a big hug

#skz #skz stay #skz bang chan #skz lee know #skz changbin #skz hyunjin #skz jisung #skz felix #skz seungmin #skz jeongin #stay #i love skz

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miririririri · 1 year

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different ways to say "i love you" - ot8 x reader

˗ˏˋ pairing: ot8 x gn!reader (individual)

˗ˏˋ description: how stray kids show you their love without saying it out loud.

˗ˏˋword count: 3,6k (each is about 450 words)

˗ˏˋ tags: fluff. food mention in every blurb i think, sickness (it's only a cold - nothing binnie can't fix), mentions of being stressed but minnie is here for the rescue

˗ˏˋ taglist: if you want to be (un)added, send me an ask please !!

author's note: this is similar to what i wrote for chan the other day, only inspired by another promt list, but i hope you guys still like this. i also have a one shot for hyunjin in the works currently, so have this in the meantime !! enjoy <3

minors and ageless blogs dni!

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Bang Chan

"Can you come over tonight? There's something I want you to listen to," Chan texted you this morning. It was not unusual for him to ask for your advice when it came to his songs, but it was a bit odd that he asked you out of the blue today. He had not mentioned that he worked on a new project in the past few days.

Yet, you still told him that you would be on your way soon. It made you happy to know that he always thought of you when it came to his songs, in one way or another.

When you arrived at the studio later that day, Chan was still in the clothes you saw him leave in the day before. He sat in front of his computer and frowned at whatever he was looking at. Sighing, you walked up to him and hugged him from behind.

"Hi baby," you greeted him and Chan melted into your touch.

"Hi," he smiled and stretched in his seat, "you're here!"

You hummed and kissed his cheek. "And you smell. Did you not go home last night?"

Bashfully, Chan hid his face in your neck, "Babyyy, I want you to help me, not be mean to me. You can do that later."

You put your right hand up and pressed it against his mouth.

"Enough. I brought you some dinner and I hope you eat it while I'm helping you out." On cue, you held up the takeout bag you were carrying. Chan smiled widely, "Is that what I think it is?"

"Your favourite," you answered and ran your fingers through his hair, "and you're my favourite. I'm taking you home later when we're done."

Chan rolled his eyes playfully, but he could not hide the smile that was spreading all across his face. Sneakily, he grabbed the takeout bag and put it on his table. Then, he wrapped his hands around your waist and pulled you on his lap. This time it was him who pressed a kiss on your cheek and he snuggled into you after.

"I need you to listen to something," he said, more serious this time. You nodded and waited for him to continue.

"I recorded a little something. I hope you like it." Chan carefully put his headphones on your head and the music started to play. It was familiar. Chan must have recorded another cover of his, you assumed. Then, it hit you.

"Is that...?" You asked and turned around to face him surprised.Chan smiled, "This is your favourite song, right?"

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Lee Know

"I don't think I'll make it today. I'm sorry," you texted Minho just as you left your front door. You guys were supposed to meet up tonight for your date night, but something came up. One of your friends called you crying while you were getting ready, telling you that their cat ran away and they really needed someone to help them find her. Naturally, you agreed right away and let Minho know in a text message.

"It's okay, I understand," he answered and added a single heart after. It made your heart sore. You knew how much he loved your date nights, especially after a long day of training for a comeback. Still, you did not want to leave your friend hanging.

When you arrived at your friend's, they were still tearing up.

"My cat," they explained, trying their hardest not to cry again, "She just. She just ran away because I left the door open. I'm so stupid."

You put your arms around their frame, promising that you would try your best to help them find their cat. The both of you looked all around the apartment, just in case it came back while your friend first looked for them outside. Then, you went back outside yourselves, looking for the cat for about an hour before you found it. She was sitting behind a trash can, purring happily.

"I'm sorry I got between you and Minho tonight," your friend apologised but you shook your head slightly.

"It's okay. We can always meet up another time. I'm just glad that she's safe." You patted the cat's head and she purred louder in response, making you smile weakly.

"I should head back, though. It's getting late."

Your friend agreed, thanking you again and again for helping you find their cat.

When you went back to your home, you first noticed that the lights were still on. Confusedly, you opened the front door. You were so sure that you turned everything off just before you left, but you were in such a hurry that it was possible you might have forgotten.

That was not the case, however. Minho was sitting on your couch, already half asleep, when you came in through the door. When he heard you come back, he jerked back up, pretending that he had been fully awake the entire time.

"Babe," he greeted you and got up fully. Minho tried to stretch subtly, and failed terribly, while he walked towards you. Delicately, he put his arms around your own tired frame and pulled you right into him.

"Did you find her?"

You nodded against him and sighed, pulling him even closer, "She's fine. She just wanted to explore the front yard a little bit, I guess."

"I can imagine," Minho laughed loudly and you felt his chest vibrate against you slightly.

Softly, he pressed a kiss against your temple and asked, "Are you hungry?"

You nodded and he smiled, cupping your face in his hands."I'll make you something, yeah? Your favourite dish. Just for you."

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Seo Changbin

It had been a while since you got a cold. A serious one, that is. But because you left the house with your hair all wet a few days ago, completely ignoring that it was windy outside just because you wanted to meet up with Changbin as soon as possible, you caught one after all. And it sucked.

Your nose was runny, your head ached, and your tummy hurt. On top of that, your throat scratched and you felt too weak to actually get up and eat, which only worsened your headache. Additionally, you did not even tell Changbin that you were sick because you did not want him to worry. Your lack of texts, however, did the exact opposite.

Now, you were sitting in your bed with some soup you made for yourself. Your phone was vibrating beside you with an incoming call from Changbin. You groaned because of the noise and blew your nose before you picked up the call.

"Hi baby!" You tried to sound as normal as possible, but Changbin did not buy it in the slightest.

"Are you okay?" He asked right away. Changbin sounded worried and you heard some more voices in the background.

You cursed yourself, "I'm fine."

"You're clearly not," Changbin huffed. You could hear his keys jiggle in the back.

"I'm coming over right now."

"Babyyy," you whined and coughed, "It's just a silly cold. I'm gonna be fine. Don't worry about me."

"Don't worry about me", he mocked you, "I'll be over in a few minutes. And don't you dare disagree."

You sighed, "Drive safely."

As announced, Changbin went through your door with his spare key that he kept for emergencies. This was not an emergency, as you wanted to tell him, but your boyfriend just looked at you with big eyes the second he saw you. Your words were stuck in your throat.

"Baby," he cooed and immediately ran up to you, "You're sick."

Changbin pouted and cupped your face in his hands, "Why didn't you tell me sooner? You know that I love taking care of you."

You looked up at him, barely able to give him an answer because of his grip on your cheeks.

"I'm fine," you mumbled, yet allowed him to pamper you a little by putting your hands on top of his, "Let me get up and greet you properly."

"Ah-Ah-Ah! You're sick. You need to stay in bed."

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Hwang Hyunjin

Hyunjin had invited you out on a date. He wanted to show you an art gallery, and after that, he would take you to a park nearby to have a little picnic with you after.

He held your hand the entire time when you walked through the gallery. Hyunjin would whisper his comments about the paintings into your ear. He would explain the colours to you, what he assumed the sketch looked like, and always asked you for your opinion of the different art pieces. Whenever he knew the answer, he would tell you a little bit about the artist or the painting himself. All while hugging you from behind to point at the different aspects he was talking about; never missing the opportunity to kiss your cheek while he was at it.

It was a nice afternoon with him. Hyunjin made the art gallery shine more than any painting ever could, and all you could think about was how in love with him you were. Obviously, Hyunjin thought the exact thing about you.

After your outing to the gallery, Hyunjin went back to the car first. He took a basket out of the backseat and proudly held it up.

"The food is still good, we can go now. I'm starving."

You laughed at his reaction and Hyunjin smiled cutely, immediately taking your hand back into his.

"I can't wait to see what you got us," you teased. Hyunjin pulled your intertwined hands close to his lips.

"Only the best for you baby," he muttered and pressed a wet kiss against the back of your hand. You laughed and felt your face heat up slightly.

"You're stupid."

Hyunjin grinned even wider, "Stupid in love?"

You shook your head and smiled, knowing that you were just as smitten as he was.

After a few minutes, you guys were already at the spot Hyunjin had picked out. He let go of your hand, much to his demise, and put the blanket up for the both of you to sit on. Hyunjin sat down first and then patted on the spot right beside him. "Come here."

Before you had the chance to sit down properly, Hyunjin had his arm around your ways already. Swiftly, he pulled you down beside him, pressed up right against him.

"Hey," he whispered and pressed a kiss against your cheek, "are you hungry?"

"Starving," you answered and leaned into his touch. Hyunjin started to take out the food he prepared for your picnic. One by one he put everything neatly on the blanket in front of you. Suddenly, he smiled and held something right up in front of your face."You like this, don't you? I remember you saying that."

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Han Jisung

Jisung and you were somewhat used to being apart from each other. Whether it was him on tour, your visiting your family, or just general long distance relationship periods - you guys made it work every single time.

This month had been one of those times. Jisung had been on tour for weeks again now and you missed him a lot. Occasionally, you guys would video call and just leave voice messages to one another whenever you could, but it was simply not the same as seeing each other in real life.

Especially because of Jisung's schedule, you guys had a hard time finding some time alone, even online. He usually called you after a concert or after he went sightseeing with one of the members, just like he did today.

"Hi baby," he greeted you the second you picked up the phone. You smiled at him.

"Hi."

Jisung huffed, "Hi what?"

"Hi baby," you laughed, "literally."

Jisung pouted and put the phone a bit further away from his face. You could see that he was lying in bed already. Jisung pressed one of his cheeks against his pillow and stared at you.

"I miss you," he whispered after some silence and you sighed.

"I miss you too. We'll see each other in a few weeks, right?"

Jisung nodded sadly, "It's still so long."

It was, but when he came back, you guys would at least be in the same country again. You told him just that and saw that his eyes lit up.

"That reminds me," Jisung got up and put his phone down, "just stay here for a second."

"I don't think that I can do anything against it," you joked, but waited patiently. In the background, Jisung searched for something and loudly sang one of their songs while he did so. It sounded great and he made you laugh, but it also really made you wonder where all of that energy came from all of sudden.

Eventually, Jisung found what he was looking for and proudly held it into the camera, "ta-da!"

It was a necklace with a heart pendant. Jisung opened it and you could see pictures of the both of you in it, neatly placed together so they connected when the necklace was closed. Around his neck, Jisung was wearing the same one."I wanted to surprise you when I got back," he confessed and sheepishly looked into the camera, "but I really wanted to show you this. I got matching ones for both of us. I found both in a secondhand shop. Felix wanted to go there with me and Hyunjin. It reminded me of you."

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Lee Felix

Felix wanted to see you today. It was not unusual for him to call you over almost every other day on a whim. Or as he described it, "I have not seen you in foreverrr, what am I supposed to do without you?"

And every time you guys met up, whether it be for a date or just to spend some time with each other, Felix surprised you with a gift. It was always something different; he would bake something for you because he knew all about your cravings, buy jewellery in your colour just to match with you, and he loved to surprise you with flowers he got from a florist across the street from where he lived.

Today was no different. Felix came over to yours, just like he had announced; not that you would tell him off, anyway. Outside of your window you could see that he was carrying something behind his back, presumably another bouquet of your favourite flowers. It made you smile.

He knocked at your door and when you opened it, he still hid whatever he got for you behind his back.

"Sunshinee," you whined and immediately cupped his face with your hands, "You don't need to bring me gifts every time you come over. Having you here is enough."

You watched as Felix' ears turned slightly red and he scrunched his nose.

"Who said that I got something for you?"

Felix nuzzled his face into your hands and puckered his lips to ask for a kiss. You laughed and pulled his face closer to yours. Your noses touched and Felix leaned in closer, trying to catch your lips with his.

You gave him a quick peck. Felix followed your lips and whined, "That wasn't a real kiss, do it again."

You laughed and gave him another quick kiss.

"Later, let's get inside first."

Felix stole another kiss before he let you go inside first. He followed you, but never moved his hands from behind his back. When you guys were inside your home, you turned around to face him again.

"So, what are your plans for today?"

Felix just puckered his lips again and waited for you to give him another kiss. You laughed and put your hands back on his cheeks.

"You're so cute," you mumbled and gave him a real kiss this time. Felix sighed inside your mouth and almost moved his hands to your waist. He stopped himself last second and slightly moved away from your lips."Okay, okay, okay," he whispered and pecked your lips with each word, "Do me a favour first, okay, baby? Close your eyes and hold out your hands."

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Kim Seungmin

The past few weeks had been rough. You had deadline after deadline on top of each other. All you did was sleep, work, and repeat. You barely even got to make yourself real food and only lived on ramen three meals a day. It was rough, but you knew that it would be worth it in the end.

Seungmin knew about this, though. He made sure to bring you food over whenever he could. Usually, they were leftovers from the dorms, whenever Minho just so happened to accidentally make too much for everyone. The fact that Minho did it because he got worried about you too was something Seungmin would keep to himself, at least for now.

You were grateful for the "leftovers", because they were truly the only reason you had some real food in you from time to time.

"Thank you," you told Seungmin when he came over yet another time to make sure you were taken care of, "did you tell Minho that I love him?"

Seungmin huffed playfully and raised his eyebrows, "Love him? When I’m right here?"

You laughed weakly and waved for Seungmin to come closer to you. You were still sitting at your desk at work, and Seungmin was waiting for you at your doorstep.

As asked, Seungmin walked closer to you and put the food on top of your drawer.

"Are you still not done?" He asked you and put an arm around your shoulders. You shook your head and wrapped your own arms around his waist.

"No. There's still so much to do and I can't find the motivation for it anymore." You breathed in deeply and pressed your face into Seungmin's stomach. He frowned and protectively put his free hand on the back of your head.

"You need to take breaks too, you know."

You shook your head and squeezed him a little bit tighter.

"But when I take breaks it will take me even longer to finish," you shakily mumbled against his stomach. Tears were already starting to form in your eyes and you tried your best to not break down in front of your boyfriend.

Seungmin softly played with your hair and pulled you even closer against him.

"It won't. You can't work on this properly if you're not healthy. Physically and mentally."The tears started to flow after this sentence and Seungmin cooed at you to help you calm down, "It's okay. I'm here, we're okay."

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Yang Jeongin

Jeongin rarely initiated hugs. As the maknae, he was used to people hugging him first and he always gladly accepted it. Especially if the skinship came from you.

Jeongin loved your hugs, your kisses, and your cuddles. After a few weeks of dating, he even craved your skinship, and yet, he had a hard time actually initiating it.

Today was one of those days. The both of you wanted to hang out together. Because the weather was so bad, the both of you stayed in and just decided to watch movies together.

You both sat on the couch, still with some distance between each other. It was still somewhat early into your relationship, which is why you did not want to be too overbearing and initiate skinship, when all you guys wanted to do was spend some quality time together. What you did not know, however, was that Jeongin could not think of anything else during the entire first movie.

He kept glancing at you, wrecking his brain while thinking about how to pull you into him so you would not reject him. Technically, he knew that you would never, but what if?

After the first movie, you straightened your back and stretched a little.

"That film was soo good," you commented and Jeongin nodded. He did not watch any of it.

"Are you hungry?" you asked him suddenly and he nodded. You smiled and got up, with Jeongin right behind you.

"We can make dinner together, if you want to? I should still have a little something in my fridge, but we can always order some takeout."

"Takeout is fine. Let me treat you," Jeongin said and took his phone out.

"No, let me pay,” you protested, “you're my guest."

"Nu-uh," Jeongin laughed and put the hand with his phone behind his back so you could not steal it from him, "You bought the snacks, I'll get dinner."

After quarrelling for some more, you eventually decided that you would pay next time, knowing that Jeongin would just fight you for the bill, like you guys always did.

You guys ordered and after the call was done, you were back on your couch. You guys still sat beside each other with some distance between you, but after your quarrelling in the kitchen, Jeongin felt a bit braver.

He slid over to you, his hips now pressed against yours. He looked at you and you looked back at him, giving him all the time in the world to continue what he was doing.

Taking a deep breath to gain some courage, Jeongin asked eventually: "Can I hug you?"

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in light of recent events, for you my loves @tasteleeknow @rachalixie @gimmeurtmi ♡

wc: <0.5k

warnings: none. maybe suggestive if you really squint. not proofread tho and it's like 4am

catching a glimpse of your lover sat on the living room floor, you can't help but stop on your tracks to watch him. watch him play with the cats, cuddling them and giving them head scratches. you loved seeing him in his own world with them, he looked so peaceful.

minho soon picks up the gloves he had prepared by his side, slipping them on before beginning to prepare food for the cats. he's always put a lot of love and care in raising them, his love language seeming to also apply on his pets.

you find yourself marching closer, socks rubbing against the wood floor before dropping on your knees behind him. your arms instinctively wrap around his figure, in search of warmth. warmth that you always find in him whenever you seek it. he smells like home, more than home itself does. now all curled up against him, you hug minho close and peer over his shoulder at the bowl between his legs.

"was wondering when were you gonna stop being a spectator and join." he mutters, and it takes you by surprise. his cat instincts were really something else, or maybe he just had a radar for you.

"didn't wanna spoil your time with your kids." you answer with a smile, lips ghosting over his skin.

'they're your kids as well.' minho wants to say.

you kiss his neck, forming a little constellations of pecks as you move from his clavicle up to his jaw, doubling up on the spot where a tiny mole rests. he's ticklish and it makes him let out the cutest tiny giggles. but minho doesn't stop you, he never does.

"did you know?" you mumble against his neck, eyes fixated on his hands carefully preparing the food. "they say wherever you have moles is where a lover in your past life kissed you the most."

he chuckles, amused by the new discovery, "is that so?"

"mhm." you hum, not resisting the urge to plant another peck on his skin. it's warm, and soft, you want to kiss him all day.

he speaks after a few seconds, like he always does when he's preparing a witty comment. "then you're doing a good job at keeping it the same for my next life as well."

"i'm adding even more." you huff out a small but proud giggle, "you'll be all freckled up."

"i'll be yongbok in my next life?" he mumbles, almost to himself by how fascinated he is by the idea. "doesn't sound bad at all."

you stay like this for a little while. watching minho's busy hands makes you fail to notice the lopsided smile that has made its way to his lips, after thinking of fact you just told him. "i'll have a lot on my thighs then." he muses, the realization making your cheeks heat up.

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➳ this is how to be in love with you. hjs

pairing — han jisung x gn!reader

synopsis — dating han jisung was something you had never expected to happen, but now you wouldn't have it any other way.

genre/s — fluff. and i actually mean it this time. (a pinch of angst at the start but its over quick) • 2.1k words

warning/s — cursing, mentions of drinking

note — tbh i wrote this with a fever and dont know wth im writing aside from the fact that im so in love with han jisung it physically hurts

It was almost frightening how easy it was to fall in love with Han Jisung.

Who would've thought that the cute part-timer at the convenience store across from your apartment building would have such a huge impact on your relatively boring life? You certainly didn't, and yet his presence alone still hit you hard like a truck.

Everything started on one particularly hard day that ended with you fighting back salty tears in the midst of your dimly lit room. It was not the best sight, nor will it ever be, despite the shimmery streaks of moonlight seeping into the space in a pathetic attempt to provide lighting around you. The clear night sky would've been beautiful to gaze at if only it didn't remind you that your day would be ending soon without a single positive thing happening in the entirety of its hours. You were so so tired and wanted nothing more than to sleep until the sun rose for another day—a fresh new start for you to leave the past behind like you've done just this morning. But it seemed like fate had other plans that prompted you to storm out of your apartment in spite-filled rage.

Admittedly, you didn't have a plan at that time—only knowing you'd be damned if you continued to swallow your frustration alone. The weather outside was average at best; there was nothing too special going on. However, it was for that exact reason that the fluorescent "open" sign of the humble convenience store right across the street seemed to attract your eyes more than it ever did before. And who were you to say no to its obvious invitation? Beggars couldn't be choosers, after all, and you desperately needed something, anything, to distract you until the day officially came to an end.

So here you were, curiously slipping inside the store to find anything that might interest you. You faintly registered the chime of the door when you stepped inside and the polite greeting of whoever was behind the cashier at the back of your mind as your sight immediately zeroed on those eye-catchingly green bottles of fun.

It was just what you needed.

You hurriedly snatched a few bottles of soju with childish glee, already thinking about how perfect this was to end your less than ideal day. Maybe you could still sneak in some enjoyment in the remaining minutes until midnight—not that you thought drinking your problems away was exactly good, but it was certainly better than bottling up your sadness when you could open another type of bottle instead. It was an okay plan, or at least in your books, it was.

"That's quite a few bottles you've got there."

The sudden voice startled your train of thought, bringing your focus back to the real world. "Wait, shit, sorry if I scared you," the voice continued in a panic. "I didn't mean to, I swear. Damn, I'm not even supposed to comment on a customer's purchase."

You blinked dazedly at the person standing in front of you. When you raised your head to find a face to connect the voice with, you didn't know, but you quickly found yourself wishing you had done so earlier.

Because, wow. That face was very attractive.

"Oh, uh—it's fine," you shook your head lightly in an attempt to stop blatantly ogling at the guy. "You're good."

Unfortunately, that only seemed to send him into another spiral of misplaced guilt since he threw out a sudden offer of, "I'll give you a discount."

Your eyes practically bulged out of their sockets at the sentence that came out of his mouth. "What? No! You don't have to, really!" was your hasty reply, to which the guy only hummed as if it were no big deal.

"Would you let me do it if I say it's because I find you cute?"

"I'm sorry, come again?"

You watched as his eyes widened comically, almost like he didn't expect those words to be said out loud—and if you were to say, that might actually be the case. "Okay, yeah, that totally backfired," he exhaled shakily; you could almost hear him screaming internally. Honestly, you couldn't blame him. You would too. "This must be so creepy—I'll place these in a bag and get out of your hair in a moment."

After a few more seconds, the situation finally dawned on you. "Hold on," you wheezed like you just heard the funniest shit ever. "Are you seriously hitting on me right now?"

"No! I mean, yes? Kind of?" The guy ended up groaning in embarrassment at his own answer, running a hand through his hair while awkwardly avoiding your eyes. His actions were oddly charming, forming an unconscious grin on your face. "I meant it when I said I find you cute. You don't have to say anything, though. Just take it as a compliment or something."

"Why thank you, kind sir," was your amused response before composing yourself and giving him a genuine smile. "I needed that."

He snorts at that. "With five bottles of soju? Who would've guessed?"

"I suppose you're not wrong," you went along with his observation, eyes trailing along the bottles he had just finished placing in a plastic bag. "Also, what the hell was I thinking? I can't finish all of this tonight."

"You can give some of them to me if you want. I'll pay you back the amount."

You quirked an eyebrow at him as you handed over your payment. Thankfully, you had half the mind to bring money with you when you stormed out earlier. "Is that really fine with you?"

"My shift is almost over, anyway. A drink after would be nice," he shrugs nonchalantly. The information had you thinking. You'd hate to be drinking alone right now, so perhaps having him as a companion for a while wouldn't be too bad.

You bit your lip lightly before asking, "Do you want to drink a bit with me?"

"Oh," he reacts blankly at first, clearly not expecting the offer. His face revealed his thought process like a window, the gears turning in his head as he tried to piece together what you had just said. It wasn't long until he caught up, though, and with a shy grin he finally answered, "Sure."

You beamed brightly for the first time that day. "Sweet. I'm Y/N, by the way."

"Jisung. Han Jisung."

And the clock strikes twelve.

Just like Cinderella, everything started changing after that night. You had gained a new friend—or at least that was what you called him for now, even if you damn well knew friends certainly did not feel this kind of attraction towards each other. It was almost embarrassing to admit how much your heart leapt in happiness whenever you two were together, and you swore that if it continued any longer, you'd end up floating amongst the clouds. His gaze alone already sent a buzzing shiver all throughout your body, your mind going into overdrive at the sheer amount of emotion Jisung was able to pull out of you with somewhat concerning ease. He could melt you to a puddle on the ground with a single word, no questions asked. Maybe it was his frustratingly smooth voice, but the guy charmed his way into your heart in a matter of literal days. Either he knew what he was doing or you were just a hopeless simp—and no, you refused to ever admit the latter out loud.

So it was to no one's surprise when you agreed to his request to take you out on a date. And after the first one, more followed. Jisung's plans were, as one would say, straight out of fiction. Stuff that you knew existed in real life but never thought would have the same spark as its literary counterpart. Well, you really should have expected it, but Jisung certainly proved you wrong. The guy was an absolute romantic, and that translated well into everything he did between you two. Though you found out through your talks that he had a big love for the angsty stuff—to which you could only wish you wouldn't find yourself in that situation too soon. It was only when you felt a warm hand casually slipping into yours with a reassuring gentle squeeze that you realized.

God, you may have already fallen for Han Jisung.

There was no doubting it. When the night sky you had just cursed out weeks ago for reminding you of the dragging day you had was replaced with waves of affection and happiness, you knew there was no way you could doubt it even if you wanted to. That whenever you closed your eyes to rest, the darkness only brought images of you and Jisung screaming each other's name into the distance in an attempt to replicate a cliched scene of professing one's love during one of your many nightly picnic dates. Joyful laughter echoed under the stars as hands held each other's, a silent promise that didn't need to be said out loud for you to know what it meant. The moon was a witness to the blooming portrait of memories being painted at the very moment when you two had made it official.

You also particularly loved the moments that you shared indoors, where it was just you and Jisung. The comfort of being alone together was one of the things that came more naturally, especially with him leaning on the introverted side. This was where you found him thriving best, and it warmed your chest to see him so in his element. Whether it was his place or yours, there was never a dull moment, even if you two weren't doing anything. Then there were also the times where you did do something—quickly developing a soft spot for your domestic activities with Jisung. The sound of the oven working its magic was faintly heard in the background while he danced you slowly in the flour-covered kitchen from your earlier baking shenanigans.

Loving Jisung felt like second nature to you, as if you'd been doing it for years. Perhaps you did. The concept of soulmates wasn't new to you; only that you hadn't given it any more attention than mere acknowledgement. Yet, something about Jisung made you feel like changing your stance on the matter. Slowly but surely, he had taken over you.

And you didn't fight it one bit.

His lips were an inviting shade of pink as he went on about his newest interest. You really didn't mean to stare, but he made it a challenge for you to not have your full attention on him alone. To the point that you hung onto every word he said, whatever topic he brought up, you made a mental note of it to bring up at other times when it might be appropriate. Oh, how you wanted to stop time and just continue to admire the man Han Jisung is.

Sometimes you couldn't even believe he was yours. You knew your eyes dripped with love every time you had your gaze fixed on him, but it always caught you off guard when you noticed the same look in his eyes—and it was directed towards you. They always shone with tender gratitude and warmth mixed with fondness, making your breath hitch at the sheer intensity. If this was all a dream, you hope you'd never wake up.

"Hey now," you heard Jisung's voice call out to you softly. Warm hands cupped your face gently to ground you back to reality. "What's with that look, baby?"

You sighed dreamily, leaning in more towards his touch. "How are you real?"

"This again?" Jisung chuckles at your misty gaze pinned at him as if he could disappear in the blink of an eye. "I am. And I'm right in front of you."

"You're so good to me," you mumbled in a quiet whisper, starting to feel drowsy from the comfort he provided you at the moment. You could hear Jisung's heart flip at your honest words.

"Which is what you deserve," he leans in closer to press a light but passionate kiss on your lips before pulling away to stare at you with eyes containing hundreds of unsaid dedication. "I love you."

"I love you more."

Dating Han Jisung was something you had never expected to happen, but now you wouldn't have it any other way.

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