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mysweetlixe · 3 months

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✰ Whiskey and Wishes ✰

Paring: |Hyunjin x Reader|

Genre: Angst and Rockstar au

Warning: Alcoholism and Emotional struggles

Summary: Hyunjin,struggling with alcoholism, faces a nightly drinking routine. One evening, he impulsively contacts his ex-girlfriend Y/N

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In the dimly lit room, the rhythmic pulse of a melancholic melody resonated, echoing through the empty whiskey bottles that adorned the space.Hyunjin sat hunched over a worn-out acoustic guitar, his fingers deftly strumming the strings as he poured his heart out through the music. The room was cloaked in a haze of cigarette smoke, the scent clinging to every surface like a reminder of his vice.

The room, once a sanctuary of creativity and passion, now bore the weight of Hyunjin's turbulent existence. The walls, once adorned with posters of music icons that had inspired him, were now obscured by shadows and neglect. The floor, covered in discarded crumpled sheets of lyrics and shattered fragments of broken glass, mirrored the shattered fragments of his own soul.

Each night was a battle against the demons within him, a fight he waged with the help of his loyal companions - the whiskey bottle and the willing strangers who found solace in his bed.

They offered temporary respite from the pain that gnawed at him, a fleeting escape from the relentless demands of his fame. But each morning, as the sun broke through the cracks in his blackout curtains, reality crashed down upon him like a tidal wave.

Tonight was no different. As he strummed his guitar with an almost desperate fervor, his voice raw and hoarse from years of abuse, Hyunjin's eyes caught a glimpse of his reflection in the cracked mirror across the room.

The image that stared back at him was a mere shell of the talented artist he once knew himself to be – haunted eyes filled with regret and self-inflicted scars etched upon his heart.

As he reached for another bottle of whiskey, his trembling fingers betrayed his internal struggle by the simple act of gripping the neck. A sigh escaped his lips, a heavy exhale that carried the weight of a thousand failed promises and shattered dreams.

The amber liquid poured into the glass, its familiar burn offering a twisted comfort. It was a dance he knew all too well, this nightly routine of drowning his sorrows and numbing his pain.

But tonight, something within him shifted. Perhaps it was the haunting melody that reverberated through the room, or the remnants of a memory lingering in his mind. With a sudden surge of impulse, Hyunjin reached for his phone and scrolled through the contacts until his thumb landed on a familiar name – Y/N.

Their breakup had been tumultuous, fueled by constant arguments over his neglect and drinking issues. It was a toxic cycle that had eventually torn them apart, leaving both wounded and scarred. Yet, despite the pain it had caused, Y/N remained a ghost from his past that refused to fade away entirely.

In an unexpected twist of fate, Hyunjin pressed the call button without hesitation. The sound of ringing filled the room, each tone a reminder of what once was and what could have been. And just when he was ready to hang up in defeat, a soft voice answered on the other end.

"Hello?"

The word came out as a whisper, carrying with it a mix of surprise and uncertainty. Hyunjin's heart skipped a beat at the sound of Y/N's voice, a melody that had once brought him immeasurable joy. He took a deep breath, summoning all the courage he had left within him.

"Y/N... it's me," he managed to say, his voice laced with vulnerability. The words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of his past mistakes and the uncertainty of what would come next.

There was a pregnant pause on the other end of the line, as if Y/N was contemplating her response. Hyunjin's heart pounded in his chest, anticipation mingling with regret. Just when he thought she might hang up or unleash her anger upon him, her voice cut through the silence.

"I never thought I'd hear your voice again," she said softly, her tone filled with a mixture of sadness and longing. "What do you want, Hyunjin?"

His mind raced, searching for the right words to convey the depth of his remorse and desperation. But with each passing second, his resolve weakened, leaving only raw honesty in its wake.

"I miss you," he confessed, his voice barely audible over the distant sounds of traffic outside his window. "I need you."

The line crackled with silence once more before Y/N responded, her voice thick with emotion. "You can't just say those words, Hyunjin, and expect everything to be alright. We've been down this road before, remember?"

Hyunjin felt the weight of her words like a punch to the gut. She was right, of course. They had been down this road before, countless times, only to end up with shattered hearts and aching regret. But tonight, something inside him had shifted. It was as if he had reached a breaking point, no longer able to bear the weight of his own self-destruction.

"I know, Y/N," he replied, his voice filled with a mix of desperation and determination. “ But please can you come over.”

Y/N's breath hitched at his plea, caught between the memories of their tumultuous past and a glimmer of hope for something different. She had witnessed Hyunjin's battle with alcoholism firsthand, had experienced the pain of being neglected and discarded in favor of his vices. It was a wound that ran deep, one that had taken time and self-reflection to heal.

As she listened to the vulnerability in his voice, an internal struggle ensued within her. Should she give him another chance? Was it wise to reopen old wounds and expose herself to potential heartbreak once more? Y/N took a moment to steady her racing thoughts, trying to make sense of the chaotic whirlwind of emotions swirling within her.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she spoke with a mixture of trepidation and determination. "Hyunjin, I... I don't know if visiting you is the right thing to do. We've both been through so much pain, and it's taken me a long time to heal."

But as she uttered those words, a small flicker of hope ignited within her. Maybe, just maybe, this was an opportunity for closure, for both of them to finally confront the demons that had haunted their relationship. With a deep breath, Y/N made up her mind.

"Alright," she said firmly, her voice brimming with newfound resolve. "I'll come over."

Hyunjin's heart skipped a beat at her response. He had expected resistance, hesitation, maybe even rejection. But the fact that Y/N was willing to see him again, to give him a chance to make things right, filled him with a sense of exhilaration and hope he hadn't felt in years.

"Thank you," he murmured, his voice laden with genuine gratitude.

Time seemed to both crawl and fly by as Hyunjin anxiously awaited Y/N's arrival. The walls of his apartment became stifling, suffocating him with the weight of anticipation. He paced back and forth, his mind racing with a flurry of thoughts and emotions.

In an attempt to distract himself, Hyunjin moved towards the grand window overlooking the city. The night sky was adorned with a tapestry of twinkling stars, their ethereal glow casting a gentle light over the world below. Yet, amidst this celestial beauty, he couldn't help but feel a sense of unease.

As he gazed down at the bustling streets, filled with people consumed by their own lives and worries, Hyunjin wondered how he had ended up here - a successful rockstar whose life had become entangled in a web of self-destruction. The adoration of fans, the exhilarating rush of performing on stage had once been his solace. But now, it seemed like a distant memory overshadowed by his battle with addiction.

The doorbell pierced through his thoughts, pulling him back to reality. Hyunjin's heart thudded against his chest as he made his way to the entrance. Opening the door, he found himself face-to-face with Y/N, her eyes reflecting both apprehension and resilience.

Her presence filled the room, an intoxicating combination of familiarity and the unknown. Hyunjin couldn't help but be captivated by her, his eyes drinking in every detail of her appearance. The way her hair cascaded down her shoulders, the soft curve of her lips, the subtle vulnerability that lingered in her gaze.

It was as if time had stood still, and all that mattered in that moment was the connection they shared. Without a word, Y/N stepped into his apartment, the air thick with anticipation.

The apartment floor was littered in empty bottles and discarded clothes, a visual representation of Hyunjin's descent into chaos. Y/N's eyes scanned the disarray, a mix of sadness and concern etching itself onto her face. She had always known about his struggles with alcoholism, but seeing the evidence in front of her was like a punch to the gut.

Taking a deep breath, Y/N forced herself to push past the mess and walked towards the worn-out couch, the centerpiece of Hyunjin's makeshift living room. She gingerly sat down, keeping her gaze fixed on him, searching for any sign of change or redemption.

Hyunjin's heart raced as he watched Y/N settle into his space. The sight of her sitting there, amidst the wreckage he had created, made him acutely aware of how far he had fallen.

He had once been the embodiment of passion and charisma, commanding the stage with his electrifying presence. Now, he was a mere shadow of his former self, drowning in regret and self-pity.

As he approached Y/N, Hyunjin couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions welling up inside him. The weight of their shared history hung heavily in the air, suffocating them both with its unresolved tension. He wanted to reach out, to hold her and tell her how sorry he was for everything he had put her through. But the words caught in his throat, trapped by fear and doubt.

Y/N's eyes bore into his soul, her silence speaking volumes. It was a mixture of disappointment and longing, a silent plea for him to find the strength to change. Hyunjin felt his heart break under her gaze, the realization of how much he had hurt her crashing over him like a tidal wave.

"I'm so sorry," he finally choked out, his voice laced with raw emotion. "I never meant for it to end up like this. I never wanted to hurt you."

Y/N's expression softened, a flicker of hope crossing her features. "Hyunjin," she whispered, her voice tinged with sadness. "I still care about you, but I can't keep living in this cycle of pain and destruction. You need to want to change, to seek help, if there is any chance for us."

Hyunjin's eyes glistened with unshed tears as he took in Y/N's words. He knew deep down that she was right, that his reckless behavior had driven a wedge between them. He had pushed her away, neglected her needs, and drowned his sorrows in alcohol instead of facing his demons head-on.

But now, as he looked at Y/N sitting before him, her presence a beacon of hope in the midst of his darkness, something shifted within him.

The realization that he couldn't bear to lose her completely hit him like a freight train. He had to find the strength within himself to overcome his addiction and salvage what was left of their love.

"I want to change," he said, his voice quivering with sincerity. "I don't want this life anymore. I want you, Y/N."

A mixture of relief and cautious optimism washed over Y/N's face. She reached out and clasped Hyunjin's trembling hand, her touch offering him a lifeline amidst the storm. "I want to believe you, Hyunjin," she whispered, her voice filled with both vulnerability and determination. "But actions speak louder than words."

Hyunjin let his free hand caress her cheek as he leaned in closer, his breath mingling with hers. The familiar scent of her perfume mixed with the distinct aroma of alcohol on his own breath, a reminder of the battle he still had to overcome. His fingers traced the outline of her jaw, a gentle touch laced with both tenderness and remorse.

“let me prove it to you” Hyunjin said kissing Y/N softly, his lips moving against hers with a mixture of desperation and longing. In that moment, time seemed to stand still as they lost themselves in the intensity of their kiss, a bittersweet reminder of what they had once shared.

As the kiss deepened, Y/N felt a surge of emotions wash over her. The taste of Hyunjin's lips brought back memories of happier times, when love outweighed the pain and darkness. But she couldn't ignore the nagging doubt in the back of her mind, the fear that this could all be a temporary moment of weakness for Hyunjin.

Pulling away slightly, Y/N searched his eyes for any sign of sincerity. "Hyunjin," she whispered, her voice filled with both caution and hope, “We can’t go farther until you get help.” Hyunjin nodded “ I know but just for tonight.” Y/N looked at Hyunjin, her heart torn between the love she still felt for him and the fear of getting hurt once more.

She knew that giving in to his plea could mean falling back into the same destructive pattern they had been trapped in before. But she also couldn't deny the flicker of hope that burned within her, the belief that maybe, just maybe, this time things would be different.

With a heavy sigh, Y/N reluctantly nodded. "Just for tonight," she agreed, her voice tinged with both caution and longing.Hyunjin couldn't help but feel a surge of relief wash over him at Y/N's agreement. He knew that this was his chance, his one shot at redemption. The weight of his past mistakes seemed to momentarily lift from his shoulders as he leaned in closer, his lips brushing against Y/N's once more.

Their embrace held a sense of urgency and longing, a silent promise that they would make the most of this night, despite the uncertainty that loomed over their heads. As they stumbled towards the bedroom, emotions ran high, a mixture of passion and trepidation intertwined.

In the dimly lit room, Hyunjin's body trembled with anticipation as he gently guided Y/N to the bed. He wished to savor every moment, every touch, as if it were their last. His hands roamed across her skin, tracing invisible patterns that only they understood.

Y/N felt her heart pound within her chest as she surrendered herself to the intoxicating familiarity of Hyunjin's touch. Her body responded eagerly to his caresses, but her mind still wrestled with doubt. Could this night truly be a turning point? Or would it be yet another painful reminder of the cycle they had been trapped in?

As their bodies moved as one, their connection deepened. Every gasp, every moan echoedmwith the raw intensity of their longing. The air was thick with the scent of desire, mingling with the faintest hint of alcohol on Hyunjin's breath.

Outside, the city bustled with life, oblivious to the storm that raged inside their small room. In this moment, it felt as if they were the only two people in existence, locked in an eternal dance of love and pain. Every touch, every kiss, became a symbol of their shared past, a testament to the strength of their love.

Despite the darkness that lingered between them, they were united in this one perfect moment. As dawn approached, Hyunjin knew that he had to leave their bed and face the world that awaited him. But for now, they could lose themselves in each other, in the pure, unadulterated ecstasy of their reunited bodies.

As night turned to day, Y/N slipped from Hyunjin's arms and disappeared into the bathroom. In the mirror, she saw her reflection, her eyes swollen from tears and her skin glistening with sweat. A mixture of relief and regret washed over her as she wiped away the remnants of her emotions.

Y/N knew that this fragile truce between them was a fragile illusion, a temporary respite from the reality that still awaited them.

She couldn't ignore the fact that Hyunjin's battle with alcoholism had torn them apart in the first place. It had been a constant source of pain and heartache, an endless cycle of broken promises and shattered trust.

As she stood there, contemplating her next move, Y/N's mind flooded with memories of their tumultuous relationship. The late nights spent waiting for Hyunjin to come home, the countless arguments fueled by his neglect and inability to face his demons. The scars they both carried ran deep, etching their mark on their souls.

But there was something different about the way Hyunjin had called her last night. His voice held a hint of desperation, a plea for redemption that echoed through the phone lines. It was as if he had finally hit rock bottom and was willing to do whatever it took to climb back up.

Y/N couldn't deny that part of her still loved him, despite everything they had been through. And maybe, just maybe, this fleeting moment could be the catalyst for change. She yearned for a future where they could rebuild what was broken, where their love could triumph over their past mistakes.

As she stepped out of the bathroom, Y/N found Hyunjin asleep on the bed, his body sprawled across the sheets. The sight of him stirred conflicting emotions within her.

She couldn't help but notice the vulnerability etched on his face, the deep lines that spoke of battles fought and scars earned. In this moment, she saw the man she had fallen in love with all those years ago, before their world fractured into a million jagged pieces.

Y/N approached the bed cautiously, her heart pounding in her chest. She picked up her clothes from the floor, slipped them on quietly, and walked towards the door.

But as she reached for the doorknob, an unexpected surge of empathy washed over Y/N. She couldn't just walk away, not when Hyunjin seemed so fragile and lost in his slumber. With a sigh, she closed the door behind her and silently made her way back to the bed.

Gently, Y/N sat down on the edge, her fingers lightly tracing the contours of Hyunjin's face. She could feel the warmth of his breath against her skin, the rise and fall of his chest as he peacefully slept. It was a bittersweet sight—one that filled her with both longing and trepidation.

Y/N knew that one night together wouldn't solve everything. They had deep-rooted issues to confront, wounds that needed healing. But perhaps this moment, this unexpected twist of fate, was the universe's way of giving them another chance.

Leaning closer, Y/N softly kissed Hyunjin's forehead—a silent promise of forgiveness and hope. Then, with a newfound determination, she quietly rose from the bed once more, leaving a note beside him.

"I'll be back," it read. "Don't let this slip away."

With those words lingering in the air, Y/N gathered her courage and took her first steps towards a future that held uncertain possibilities. She knew it wouldn't be easy, that there would be moments of doubt and pain, but she was willing to fight for their love once more.

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mysweetlixe · 4 months

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✰ The type of boyfriend ✰

Paring: |Felix x Reader|

Genre: Romance and Fluff

Words: 1.k

Felix is the type of boyfriend to make ASMR videos to help you drift off to sleep at night. The sound of his soothing voice and gentle whispers mixed with calming sounds, creating a sense of peace and comfort that lulled you into a state of relaxation. You couldn't help but feel grateful to have someone like Felix in your life, always thinking of ways to make your day a little brighter.

Felix is the type of boyfriend who likes to kiss. His lips are soft and gentle, and every touch feels like a sweet melody playing against my skin. Whenever we're together, he finds opportunities to steal kisses, whether it's a quick peck in public or a lingering embrace behind closed doors.

Felix is the type of boyfriend who always knew how to make you laugh . His sense of humor was infectious, and his timing impeccable. He had a knack for finding joy in the simplest of things, effortlessly turning mundane moments into hilarious memories. Whether it was a clever pun, a silly dance move, or a perfectly timed one-liner, Felix had an uncanny ability to lighten the mood and bring laughter into any situation.

Felix is the type of boyfriend to always listen and understand. He had an innate sense of empathy that allowed him to truly connect with others on a deeper level. Whenever you share your worries or fears with him, he would lend me his undivided attention, offering a comforting presence that made you feel seen and heard.

Felix is the type of boyfriend when it came to surprises, he was a true mastermind. He loved nothing more than seeing that spark of excitement in your eyes when he had something special planned. From spontaneous weekend getaways to surprise date nights at your favorite restaurant, Felix knew exactly how to keep the romance alive and keep you on your toes.

Felix is the type of boyfriend who likes when you play with his hair. His head would rest in your lap, and your fingers would gently comb through his soft locks, eliciting a contented sigh from his lips. It was in these moments that time seemed to stand still, and the world outside faded away, leaving just the two of you in a peaceful bubble of intimacy.

Felix is the type of boyfriend who thinks about one day building a future together. He talks about it with such earnestness, his eyes lighting up as he paints vivid pictures of the life you could create as a couple. He dreams of a cozy home filled with laughter and warmth, where you can grow old together and make beautiful memories. Felix is always thinking about the next step, the next adventure, and the next chapter of your love story.

Felix is the type of boyfriend to tell you that he loves you every single day. He doesn't just say the words casually, but with a genuine sincerity that makes your heart swell. He understands the power of expressing love and never hesitates to remind you how much you mean to him. Whether it's through a whispered "I love you" before bed or a handwritten note tucked into your bag, Felix knows that love should always be spoken and felt.

Felix is the type of boyfriend who likes to hold your hand wherever you go. His touch is warm and reassuring, and the simple act of intertwining your fingers brings a sense of security and unity. Whether you're strolling through the park or facing a crowded room, Felix's hand in yours becomes your anchor, grounding you and reminding you that you're not alone.

Felix is the type of boyfriend who always puts your needs before his own. He has an innate ability to sense when you're feeling overwhelmed or stressed, and he's always there to offer a comforting word or a shoulder to lean on. Whether it's running errands for you when you're not feeling well or surprising you with your favorite meal after a long day, Felix goes above and beyond to make sure you feel loved and supported.

Felix is the type of boyfriend to teach you how to play video games. His passion for gaming is infectious, and he eagerly shares his knowledge and skills with you. Patiently, he teaches you how to hold the controller, navigate through virtual worlds, and overcome challenges. As you both dive into the immersive gaming experience together, Felix's excitement is palpable. He celebrates your victories as if they were his own, and cheers you on during intense boss battles. With him by your side, every gaming session becomes a bonding experience, filled with laughter, friendly competition, and shared triumphs.

Felix is the type of boyfriend who loves to dance. Whether it's in the privacy of your living room or at a crowded club, Felix's feet can't help but move to the rhythm of the music. He effortlessly glides across the dance floor, his body flowing with grace and precision. And when he takes your hand, pulling you close, you become his dance partner, swept away in a whirlwind of twirls and dips. Together, you become lost in the music, moving in perfect harmony as if you were made for each other.

Felix is the type of boyfriend to bake you the most delicious treats. He finds joy in experimenting with flavors and textures, always eager to surprise you with his latest creation. From decadent chocolate chip cookies to fluffy cinnamon rolls, Felix's baking skills are unparalleled. The aroma of freshly baked goods fills your home, creating a cozy and inviting atmosphere. And when you take that first bite, your taste buds are greeted with a burst of sweetness and love that only Felix could create.

Felix is the type of boyfriend who will be there for you through thick and thin. In times of hardship, he becomes your rock, offering unwavering support and a listening ear. He understands that life isn't always smooth sailing, and when the storms come, he stands by your side, helping you weather the challenges that come your way.

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mysweetlixe · 4 months

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✰ Five ways to show I love you ✰

Paring: |Chan x Reader|

Genre: Romance and Fluff

Summary: Chan loves Y/N through small acts of thoughtfulness, focused attention, unwavering support, patience, and steadfast loyalty, creating a beautiful and enduring love story.

Words: 1k

In the quiet hum of everyday life, Chan expressed his love to Y/N throughthe tiny gestures that spoke volumes. He knew that true love resided in the details, so he made sure to fill their lives with wondrous moments that left Y/N feeling cherished and adored.

One of the many ways Chan expressed his deep love for Y/N was through his unwavering thoughtfulness. It seemed as though he had an innate ability to anticipate her every desire, often fulfilling them before she could even voice them aloud.

Whether it was preparing a warm cup of tea after a particularly exhausting day at work or surprising her with tickets to see her favorite band in concert, his thoughtfulness served as an ever-present reminder that no matter where he was or what he was doing, she was always at the forefront of his mind and heart.

“Chan You don’t have to make my tea for me every morning ” Y/N said with a soft smile, watching as Chan meticulously measured out the loose tea leaves into the infuser. "I know," Chan replied, his eyes never leaving the task at hand. "But I want to. It's the little things that make a big difference, right?"

Secondly, Chan expressed his love through his undivided attention. Whenever they were together, he made sure to be fully present, focusing solely on Y/N.

Whether they were engaged in deep conversations or simply enjoying each other's company in comfortable silence, Chan's attentive gaze and genuine interest in everything Y/N had to say or do made her feel truly seen and heard. It was as if she was the only person in the world that mattered to him, and it filled her heart with warmth and contentment.

He would hang onto every word she said, nodding along and asking thoughtful questions, making her feel like her thoughts and feelings were important and valued.

Even during moments of silence, Chan's unwavering gaze and gentle touches conveyed his love and adoration for Y/N without needing to utter a single word. It was these small but meaningful gestures that solidified their love for each other, proving that sometimes actions speak louder than words.

Y/N poked Chan's arm playfully as she asked, "Are you even listening to what I'm saying? Why are you staring at me?" He blinked, momentarily startled out of his reverie. "Of course, I am," he chuckled, his gaze softening. "You're just so captivating, I can't help but get lost in your beauty and the sound of your voice."

Thirdly Chan's most prominent ways of expressing his love was through his unwavering support for Y/N. He was more than just a partner, he was her biggest cheerleader, always there to lend a helping hand or offer words of encouragement.

No matter how daunting her dreams and goals may have seemed, Chan was by her side, a constant presence that provided the necessary reassurance and motivation.

From attending every important event or achievement in her life to being her trusted sounding board for ideas and aspirations, Chan's support was like a sturdy foundation on which. Y/N could confidently build her dreams and reach for the stars.

His unwavering belief in her abilities gave her strength during moments of self-doubt and pushed her towards greatness. In a world full of uncertainties, Chan's support remained a steady pillar in Y/N's life, providing the love and encouragement she needed to chase after all her wildest dreams.

“I don't know if I can do it, Chan," Y/N sighed, her voice tinged with uncertainty. She stared at the blank canvas in front of her, the weight of self-doubt heavy on her shoulders. Chan stepped closer, his hand reaching out to gently squeeze hers.

"I believe in you, Y/N," he whispered, his voice filled with unwavering confidence. "You have such a unique talent, and I know that your art has the power to touch people's hearts. Don't let fear hold you back. You have my full support, always."

Fourthly Chan's love was his unwavering patience; a quality that is often undervalued, but crucial in any relationship. He understood that love wasn't always smooth sailing; there would be moments of frustration and disagreement. But where others may have let those moments define their relationship, Chan rose above it all with a steady calmness.

He never raised his voice or lost his temper, instead he approached these challenges with a willingness to listen and understand Y/N's perspective. His unwavering patience was a constant reminder of his deep love and commitment to their relationship, even in the toughest times.

Y/N crossed her arms, a frown creasing her brow. "I just don't understand why you're so patient with me," she said, her voice tinged with a mix of confusion and gratitude. Chan smiled softly, reaching out to brush a strand of hair behind Y/N's ear. "Because I know that love is not without its challenges," he replied gently.

"And when we face those challenges together, we come out stronger on the other side. I love you enough to be patient, to work through the tough times instead of giving up."

Finally, the fifth and most enduring way Chan showed his deep love for Y/N was through his unshakeable loyalty. He was her unwavering rock, a constant presence in her life that she could always count on. In good times and bad, Chan stood by her side, providing an unwavering support and an unyielding love that never faltered.

Despite any obstacles or challenges that came their way, Chan remained steadfastly devoted to Y/N, never once wavering in his commitment to stand by her and care for her in every way possible. His steadfast loyalty was the ultimate demonstration of his boundless love for her.

As Y/N sat on the park bench, tears streaming down her face, Chan wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into a comforting embrace. "I feel like everything is falling apart, Chan," she whispered through sobs. Chan held her tighter, his voice filled with determination. "We'll get through this together, Y/N," he murmured, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead. "No matter what happens, I'll be right here by your side. We're in this together."

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mysweetlixe · 4 months

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Hi! Just want to say i love your writing and im just wondering if you're still working on Hybrid Hearts

So literally all my writing for this series got deleted when my computer broke so I had to get a new one. I would love to continue this series but I’m deciding between continuing it or starting a whole new hybrid series.

#liv’s ask ❁

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mysweetlixe · 4 months

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✰ Blinded love ✰

Chapter 4: Tangled Threads

Paring: |Hyunjin x Reader x Jisung|

Genre: Romance and Angst

Summary: Y/N, tired of failed dates, hesitantly agrees to a blind date set up by her roommate Jisung. Meeting Hyunjin, she feels a spark, unaware that Jisung harbors hidden feelings.

Words: 3k

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“Jisung Kissed me.” There was a long pause on the other end of the line, as if time had frozen in that moment. Y/N could almost sense Hyunjin's shock and confusion through the phone. Finally, a heavy sigh escaped Hyunjin's lips.

"What do you mean Jisung kissed you?" Hyunjin's voice was filled with disbelief and a hint of anger. Y/N struggled to find the right words to explain what had transpired in those few fateful seconds. She knew that her words could potentially shatter their delicate relationship beyond repair.

"It was unexpected," Y/N began cautiously, trying to choose her words carefully. "Jisung confessed his feelings for me, and before I could react, he kissed me." Her voice wavered with a mix of guilt and apprehension, not knowing how Hyunjin would react to the truth.

There was a prolonged silence on the other end of the line as Hyunjin processed Y/N's words. Y/N's heart raced, anxiety coursing through her veins as she awaited Hyunjin's response.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Hyunjin spoke. His voice was laced with hurt and betrayal, yet there was also a hint of vulnerability that cut through the anger. "Why didn't you push him away? Why did you let him kiss you?" Hyunjin's voice cracked, and Y/N could hear the pain in his words.

Y/N took a deep breath, her heart heavy with regret. "I didn't expect it, Hyunjin," she admitted, her voice trembling. "In that moment, I was caught off guard, and before I could react, it happened."

A mix of anger and sadness overwhelmed Hyunjin's voice as he responded. "But what about us? What about the love we shared?" His voice broke with each word, as if the weight of their relationship was now too heavy to bear.

Y/N's eyes filled with tears, her voice shaky. "Hyunjin, please understand that I love you. You mean the world to me," she pleaded. "But this is complicated, and I never wanted to hurt you. I never thought Jisung would confess his feelings and act on them."

Hyunjin inhaled deeply and mustered up the courage to ask, "Do you have feelings for Jisung?"

Y/N hesitated for a moment, her heart torn between the truth and sparing Hyunjin any more pain. She knew that honesty was the only way to salvage what was left of their relationship, even if it meant risking everything they had built together.

"I care about Jisung," Y/N admitted softly, her voice laden with guilt. "But my feelings for him are different. It's complicated, Hyunjin. I never wanted this to happen, but I can't deny the emotions that have surfaced."

Hyunjin fell silent once again, the weight of Y/N's words hanging heavily in the air. Y/N could hear his shallow breaths on the other end of the line, a mix of anger and heartbreak intertwining within them.

"I don't know what to say," Hyunjin finally murmured, his voice filled with a mixture of pain and resignation. "This... changes everything." The words were spoken softly, but they cut through Y/N's heart like a knife.

Tears streamed down Y/N's face as she clutched her phone tighter, desperately searching for the right words to alleviate the pain in Hyunjin's voice. "Hyunjin, I'm so sorry," she whispered brokenly. "I never wanted to hurt you. I never wanted any of this to happen."

There was a long pause before Hyunjin responded, and when he did, his voice was filled with an indescribable sadness. "I need some time to think," he said quietly. "I need to figure out what this means for us."

Y/N nodded, even though Hyunjin couldn't see her through the phone. She understood his need for space and time to process everything that had transpired.

But deep down, she feared that this could be the beginning of the end for their relationship. As she hung up the phone, a sense of emptiness washed over her. The weight of her choices and the consequences they carried felt heavy on her shoulders.

As the sun set and rose again, days turned into weeks but Y/N couldn't stop thinking about Jisung. The memory of his warm smile and gentle touch lingered in her mind, a reminder of their special relationship.

She remembered their childhood summers spent together, wandering through the lush woods behind their neighborhood, sharing secrets and making memories that seemed to stretch on forever.

Jisung had always been a steady presence in her life, a comforting anchor that she held onto tightly.

But now, everything had changed with that one fateful kiss - their once innocent friendship transformed into something new and undefined. And as much as she tried to deny it, Y/N couldn't help but wonder what this meant for them.

Y/N couldn't help but wonder if she had missed something all along, if there were signs of Jisung's feelings that she had failed to recognize. She questioned herself endlessly, grappling with the guilt that consumed her every waking moment. She loved Hyunjin, but she couldn't dismiss the feelings that stirred within her when she was around Jisung.

One night, as Y/N sat in her room, drowning in a sea of uncertainty, her phone buzzed with a message. It was from Hyunjin. Her heart skipped a beat as she read his words.

“We need to talk.” Y/N's heart raced as she stared at the message, her fingers trembling as she typed out a response. "Sure, when and where?" she asked, trying to sound composed despite the turmoil within her. Hyunjin suggested his place, and Y/N agreed, knowing that this conversation was long overdue.

As Y/N made her way to Hyunjin's apartment, a mix of anticipation and anxiety coursed through her veins. She couldn't help but replay their last conversation over and over in her mind, analyzing every word and emotion exchanged. The weight of their fractured relationship hung heavily upon her, threatening to crush her under its burden.

When Y/N arrived at Hyunjin's apartment, she took a deep breath to steady herself before knocking on the door. It swung open moments later, revealing Hyunjin standing there with a solemn expression on his face. His eyes held a flicker of hurt and uncertainty, but there was also a glimmer of hope, something that made Y/N's heart ache with both trepidation and longing.

Without saying a word, Hyunjin stepped aside, allowing Y/N to enter his apartment. The familiar surroundings provided some semblance of comfort amidst the storm raging within them. They settled onto the couch, the silence between them stretching taut like a thin wire.

Hyunjin broke the silence first, his voice cautious yet tinged with vulnerability. "I've been doing a lot of thinking," he began, his gaze locked onto Y/N's eyes.

"And I realized that what we have will never compete with what you and Jisung have built over the years. The memories, the connection... it's something I could never replicate." His voice wavered with a mix of resignation and sadness.

Y/N felt her heart sink as Hyunjin's words hung in the air. She had hoped for a different outcome, a chance to salvage their relationship, but deep down, she knew that this was the truth they both needed to face.

"But Hyunjin," Y/N started, her voice barely above a whisper, "you mean everything to me. I love you."

Hyunjin's eyes softened, his expression filled with a bittersweet tenderness. "I know you do, Y/N. And I will always cherish the love we shared," he said, his voice filled with genuine affection. "But sometimes love isn't enough."

Tears welled up in Y/N's eyes as she listened to Hyunjin's words, feeling the weight of their truth crashing down upon her. In that moment, she understood that they were standing at a fork in the road—one that would lead them down separate paths.

Y/N took a deep breath, her voice trembling as she replied, "I don't want to lose you, Hyunjin. But I also can't ignore the feelings I have for Jisung. It's tearing me apart." Her voice cracked with emotion, the tears now flowing freely down her cheeks.

Hyunjin reached out, gently wiping away her tears with his thumb. "I know," he whispered, his voice filled with a mixture of love and resignation. "And I don't want to hold you back from finding your happiness."

Y/N's heart shattered at his words. She had hoped that they could find a way to make their love work, to mend the broken pieces of their relationship. But now, in the face of reality, she saw that it was impossible.

"I'm so sorry, Hyunjin," she choked out, her voice barely audible. "I never wanted it to end this way."

Hyunjin's grip tightened on her hand, his eyes filled with a profound sadness. "Sometimes, the hardest choices are the ones that lead us to our true selves," he said softly. "We both deserve to be with someone who can give us their whole heart."

Y/N nodded, her heart heavy with regret and gratitude for the love they had shared. With a final squeeze of their hands, they both knew that this was the end of their journey together.

Y/N grabbed her phone and dialed Jisung's number. "Hey, can you come pick me up from Hyunjin's place? We really need to have a serious talk about everything." Jisung's voice crackled through the phone, filled with concern. "Of course, Y/N. I'll be right there."

Y/N sat outside waiting for Jisung’s car to pull up in front of Hyunjin's apartment. The chilly evening air nipped at her skin, mirroring the turmoil that swirled within her. She wrapped her arms around herself, trying to ward off the cold, but it was the emotions that engulfed her that made her shiver.

Moments later, Jisung pulled up in his car, his expression a mix of worry and determination. Y/N climbed into the passenger seat, and as they drove away from Hyunjin's apartment, she couldn't help but steal glances at Jisung.

His gaze was fixed on the road ahead, his jaw clenched tightly. Y/N wondered what he was thinking, what emotions were churning beneath that stoic exterior. She knew that he had been hurt by her choices too, that this conversation would be difficult for both of them.

Finally, unable to bear the silence any longer, Y/N turned to Jisung and said softly, "Jisung…me and Hyunjin broke up.”

Jisung's grip on the steering wheel tightened, his knuckles turning white. Y/N could feel the tension radiating from him, filling the car with an unspoken unease.

She knew that their conversation would be filled with complexity and difficult emotions, but it was a conversation they needed to have. “Why did you break up?" Jisung's voice was laced with a mix of concern and cautious hope. Y/N took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts before speaking.

“Because he realized that maybe deep down I have always loved you," Y/N admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. The weight of her confession hung heavy in the air, intertwining with the tension that had settled between them.

Jisung's grip on the steering wheel loosened slightly, and he stole a quick glance at Y/N, his eyes filled with a mix of surprise and vulnerability. The words lingered between them, hanging in the air as they navigated the darkened streets.

"What do you mean?" Jisung finally replied, his voice filled with a mixture of hope and uncertainty. Y/N could see the flicker of emotions playing across his face.

“The time that I had spent away from you and Hyunjin I thought about all things we used to do as kids and the memories we shared. I realized that you were always the one who understood me, who saw through all my walls and knew me better than anyone else. Y/N's voice wavered as she continued, her heart pounding in her chest.

"I fell in love with Hyunjin, I really did. I was so grateful for you setting us up on that blind date all those months ago. But as time went on, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was missing. That deep connection, that understanding—it was something only you and I shared, Jisung."

The car pulled up to Jisung’s apartment complex, and Y/N's words lingered in the air as they both sat in silence for a moment. Jisung turned off the engine, but he didn't move to open his door. Instead, he turned to face Y/N fully,his eyes searching hers for any trace of doubt or hesitation. The vulnerability in his gaze mirrored her own, and for a moment, they were two lost souls seeking solace in each other's presence.

"I've spent so many years trying to bury my feelings," Jisung confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. "But every time I saw you with Hyunjin, it felt like a punch in the gut. I wanted to be the one who made you smile, the one who held your hand. And now that you've said these words...I don't know what to do with them."

“Kiss me," Y/N said softly, her voice filled with longing and vulnerability. Jisung's eyes widened at her sudden request, his breath hitching in his throat. “W…what.”

Jisung stuttered, his eyes searching Y/N's face for any hint of hesitation or doubt. But Y/N's gaze was filled with unwavering determination, her voice echoing with a mixture of longing and desperation.

"Kiss me, Jisung," she repeated, her voice trembling with raw emotionJisung's heart pounded in his chest as he leaned closer to Y/N, their breaths mingling in the small space between them. His mind raced with a million thoughts and questions, but in that moment, all he could focus on was the intensity of their connection.

Closing his eyes, Jisung cupped Y/N's face gently in his hands. Their lips met in a tender kiss, a mixture of passion, longing, and years of unspoken words. It felt like coming home after a long journey, like finding the missing piece of a puzzle.

Time seemed to stand still as they lost themselves in each other, their bodies wrapped in an embrace that promised to heal the wounds of the past. The weight of their shared history melted away, leaving only the promise of a future filled with love and understanding.

When they finally pulled apart, their breathing labored and their hearts racing, Y/N looked at Jisung "Can we continue this inside?" Jisung stepped out of the car and held open the door for Y/N. Leading Y/N to his apartment his hand never left hers , their fingers intertwined as if afraid to let go.

They climbed the stairs together, their steps in sync, each one a silent affirmation of their newfound connection.Inside Jisung's apartment, the air was thick with anticipation and desire. Inside the apartment, Jisung guided Y/N to his bedroom

Its walls were painted a deep shade of navy blue, and the curtains were drawn to keep out the streetlight.

The room was dimly lit, only the gentle glow of the nightlight illuminating the corners. Against the far wall, a large four-poster bed stood with a crisp white sheet covering it, inviting them in.

Jisung's hand slid down Y/N's back, tracing the curve of her spine as he led her towards the bed. He stopped momentarily, to look into her eyes, to search for any doubt or hesitation. But, once again, he found the same unwavering determination and longing he had seen earlier.

His heart thudding in his chest, he began to undress her gently, taking his time to pull off the layers she had been wearing. Her clothes fell to the floor, revealing her naked body. The sight of her left him breathless. Y/N stood before him, her skin glowing in the soft light.

He admired her for a moment before pulling her close. She trembled in his arms, her breath hitching. With a deep breath, he lowered his lips to hers, feeling the warmth and softness of her skin.

As their lips danced in a sensual rhythm, Jisung guided Y/N towards the bed. He lay her down gently, his eyes never leaving hers. His hands continued their exploration, trailing along her thighs, teasingly grazing over her most sensitive areas.

Y/N's body quivered under his touch, aching for more. With urgency fueling their desire, Jisung swiftly removed his own clothes, revealing his sculpted physique.

The room grew hotter as their bodies intertwined, their hunger for one another threatening to consume them both.Their bodies moved in sync, their passion reaching new heights with each touch and kiss. The sheets beneath them grew damp with sweat, a reminder of the intensity of their lovemaking.

In the afterglow, Y/N and Jisung lay entwined, their hearts racing in sync. They stared into each other's eyes, their souls connected in a way they had never experienced before.

A sense of calm washed over them as their bodies slowed, their breaths deepening and their minds finally clear. Y/N traced the lines of Jisung's face with her fingers, marveling at the way his features softened under her touch.

"Thank you," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper Jisung's eyes fluttered open, meeting Y/N's gaze. "For what?"

She smiled gently, her fingers still tracing his face. "For being there for me. You’ve seen me in multiple relationships and had to watch me fall in love with someone else. You've been there through all my ups and downs, and I can't believe how lucky I am to have you in my life."

Jisung's eyes filled with tears at her words, and he pulled her closer, their bodies melding together once more. "I've always loved you,

Y/N," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "And I will always be there for you."

Time seemed to freeze as they held each other in the afterglow, the weight of their newfound love and understanding settling between them. It was a moment of perfect stillness, a moment that etched itself into the fabric of their lives, forever changing the course of their journey together.

As the dawn began to creep into the room, Y/N snuggled closer to Jisung, her head resting on his chest. The rhythmic beating of his heart against her ear was the perfect lullaby, a reminder of the safe and secure place she now found herself in.

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✰ Blinded love ✰

Chapter 3: Crossed lines

Paring: |Hyunjin x Reader x Jisung|

Genre: Romance and Angst

Summary:Y/N, tired of failed dates, hesitantly agrees to a blind date set up by her roommate Jisung. Meeting Hyunjin, she feels a spark, unaware that Jisung harbors hidden feelings.

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It’s been a week since the party and Y/N and Hyunjin made it official.They couldn't keep their hands off each other, and it seemed like they were inseparable. Jisung tried to be happy for them, but the pain of losing Y/N to his friend lingered in the back of his mind.

One day, as he was walking home from college, he decided to stop by the park to clear his head. He sat on a bench and watched as couples walked hand in hand, their love written all over their faces.

He knew he should be happy for them, but he couldn't shake the feeling of emptiness and loss. As the sun began to set, he received a text from Hyunjin.

It was a picture of him and Y/N on a romantic beach date, their arms wrapped around each other as they looked at the sunset. Jisung's heart sank, and he quickly turned off his phone to avoid seeing any more pictures or updates.

Jisung closed his eyes, taking a deep breath to steady himself. He knew he couldn't keep avoiding the truth forever. He needed to confront his feelings and find a way to move on.

With a determined resolve, Jisung turned his phone back on and opened the message from Hyunjin. Instead of closing it immediately, he forced himself to look at the picture again. This time, he focused not on the couple in the photo but on the beauty of the sunset behind them.

The vibrant hues of orange and pink painted across the sky reminded Jisung that there was still beauty in the world beyond his own heartache. It was a reminder that life goes on, even when it feels like everything has come crashing down.

Taking another deep breath, Jisung typed out a reply to Hyunjin's message. "Looks like you two had an amazing time. I'm happy for you both."

He hit send before he could change his mind. It wasn't easy, but it was a step toward acceptance and healing. Jisung knew that he couldn't hold onto his feelings for Y/N forever. It was time to let go and find his own happiness.

As days turned into weeks, Jisung threw himself into his studies and hobbies, trying to fill the void in his heart with something meaningful

He knew he had to keep a positive attitude around Y/N and Hyunjin, but it was becoming harder and harder each day. He didn't want to ruin their happiness, but he also couldn't deny his own feelings.

As days turned into weeks, Jisung found himself drifting further and further away and fulfilling. He immersed himself in his music, pouring his emotions into every note he played on his guitar. The melodies became an outlet for his pain, a cathartic release that allowed him to express what words could not.

But amidst the healing process, there were still moments when Jisung's thoughts drifted back to Y/N. Memories of their laughter and shared secrets haunted him late at night, threatening to undo all the progress he had made in letting go. Yet, with each passing day, he grew stronger, determined not to let his past define him.

One afternoon, as the sun bathed his room in a warm glow, Jisung received an unexpected call from a familiar voice. It was Y/N. His heart raced as he contemplated answering or ignoring it altogether. After a brief moment of hesitation, he gathered his courage and accepted the call.

Y/N's voice trembled with emotion as they spoke “ Jisung can you come over me and Hyunjin got into an argument and I don't know what to do."

Jisung's heart skipped a beat at the sound of Y/N's distress. Despite his own lingering feelings, he couldn't bear to hear Y/N in pain. Without hesitation, he replied, "Of course, I'll be right there."

He quickly grabbed his jacket and made his way to Y/N's house. The entire journey felt surreal, as if he was caught in some sort of twisted dream. He couldn't help but wonder if this was fate's way of giving him another chance.

When Jisung arrived at Y/N's doorstep, he hesitated for a moment before knocking on the door. He took a deep breath, mentally preparing himself for whatever awaited him on the other side.

Y/N opened the door with tears streaming down their face. Their eyes met with a mix of relief and uncertainty. Jisung stepped forward, enveloping them in a gentle embrace.

"I'm here," Jisung whispered softly, his voice filled with both concern and reassurance. Y/N clung onto him tightly, seeking comfort in his presence. In that moment, Jisung realized that his feelings for Y/N had not entirely faded away.

As he held her, he could feel the warmth of her body against his, and his heart ached with a mix of longing and guilt. But he also knew that this was not about him. This was about being there for Y/N in her time of need.

They retreated to Y/N's bedroom, where Jisung sat on the edge of the bed, patting the space next to him. Y/N joined him, their hands still intertwined as they both tried to steady their breathing.

"What happened?" Jisung asked gently, knowing that Y/N needed someone to listen without judgment.

Y/N let out a shaky breath before explaining the argument that had unfolded between them and Hyunjin. It seemed that their relationship had hit a rough patch, and it was taking its toll on both of them emotionally. Jisung listened intently, his heart clenching at the pain in Y/N's voice.

He could see the anger and frustration etched on their face, their eyes shining with unshed tears. As Y/N recounted the details, Jisung felt an overwhelming urge to protect them, to shield them from any more hurt.

"I can't believe he said those things to me," Y/N whispered, a hint of vulnerability seeping into their voice. "I thought we were supposed to be there for each other."

Jisung's grip tightened on Y/N's hand, his brows furrowing in empathy. "You deserve so much better than that," he murmured softly, his voice filled with conviction. "No one should ever make you feel small or unimportant."

A brief silence filled the room as the weight of Jisung's words settled in. Y/N looked up at him, their eyes searching his face for answers. In that moment, Jisung knew that he had a choice to make - to stay by Y/N's side as a friend or risk everything by admitting his true feelings.

With a deep breath, Jisung leaned in closer to Y/N, his gaze never leaving theirs. "Y/N," he began, his voice barely above a whisper. "I know this might be the wrong time to say this, but I can't hold it back any longer. I never stopped caring about you, not for a single moment." Jisung's words hung in the air, thick with tension and uncertainty.

Y/N's eyes widened, their breath caught in their throat “what are you trying.” Jisung paused, his heart pounding in his chest as he searched for the right words. The room seemed to grow smaller, the air dense with anticipation. He knew that what he was about to say had the potential to change everything between them.

"I'm trying to say that... I love you more than a friend should," Jisung finally confessed, his voice filled with a mixture of fear and hope. "I know it's complicated, and I never intended for this to happen, especially at a time like this.”

As the words left his lips, Jisung felt a surge of adrenaline rush through his veins, his heart pounding against his chest like wild horses. The air in the room seemed to become electric, and he held his breath, waiting for Y/N's response.

Y/N's face turned bright red, and her eyes widened. She looked into Jisung's eyes, searching for some sign that he was only kidding. But there was nothing there to reassure her. Jisung's confession hung in the air, and the silence stretched on like an eternity.

Finally, Y/N spoke. Her voice was soft, barely above a whisper “Why now?”

Jisung's heart sank at Y/N's response. He hadn't expected their reaction to be one of confusion and disbelief. He had poured his heart out, hoping for a flicker of understanding or reciprocation, but instead, he was met with uncertainty. Y/N's brows furrowed as they tried to make sense of the situation, their eyes darting around the room as if searching for an escape.

"Why now?" they repeated, their voice trembling slightly. Jisung could sense the apprehension in their words, the fear of disrupting the delicate balance of their friendship.

Y/N had grown accustomed to relying on him as a friend, someone they trusted and confided in during their moments of vulnerability. And now, Jisung had thrown this curveball into their relationship.

Jisung's mind raced for an explanation, his thoughts stumbling over each other as he desperately tried to find the right words. "Y/N," he began, his voice filled with sincerity, "I didn't plan for this to happen now or ever.

But sometimes, emotions have a way of creeping up on you unexpectedly." He reached out and gently cupped Y/N's face, his touch tender and comforting.

Y/N pulled away from his touch “ I’m With Hyunjin, Jisung you can’t just spring this on me.” Y/N raising her voice Jisung's eyes widened in shock, a wave of disappointment and confusion washing over him as he took in her response. He had never imagined that she would react like this.

As his mind raced to process the situation, he could feel the air around them grow heavy with tension. He couldn’t keep watching Hyunjin and Y/N knowing he had feelings for his best friend Jisung's heart dropped as Y/N's words echoed in the room, each one hitting him like a dagger.

He had been so consumed by his own emotions that he hadn't considered the impact it would have on Y/N's current relationship. The realization crashed over him like a tidal wave, overwhelming him with guilt and regret.

"I'm sorry," Jisung whispered, his voice barely audible. "I never wanted to put you in this position." His eyes glistened with unshed tears as he took a step back, unable to bear the weight of the situation any longer. The space between them seemed to grow wider, the divide between their hearts widening with every passing second.

Tears welled up in Jisung's eyes as he looked up at Y/N. She tried to speak, but her words were drowned out by the intense kiss that Jisung planted on her lips, leaving Y/N shaken to her core.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still as the world around them faded away, and their lips met with the intensity of a thousand suns. It was a kiss that spoke of love, longing, and the weight of their emotions, all bottled up and finally released in a single, fiery moment.

Y/N felt her heart race as Jisung's lips touched hers, the intensity of his embrace electrifying her senses. It was a kiss that was both sweet and bitter, as it was both a confession of feelings she had never imagined possible and a reminder of the complications that lay ahead.

As their lips parted, Y/N looked into Jisung's eyes, her heart aching with both the love she felt for him and the guilt she carried for the person she loved – Hyunjin. The air was thick with unspoken words and unresolved emotions, as they both knew that they had just crossed a line.

Jisung stepped back, his hand reaching for Y/N's face as he tried to wipe away the tears that had started to fall. "I'm sorry," he whispered once more, his voice filled with despair. "I never meant for this to happen."

Y/N took a deep breath “ You need to leave now." Y/N's voice trembled as she struggled to find the strength to continue. Jisung sighed, nodding slowly as he reached for his coat. "I'm sorry," he said again, his voice filled with pain. "I'll go. But please know that I wasn't trying to hurt you."

Y/N's eyes welled up with tears as she watched Jisung leave. She had always known he cared about her, but never in a million years did she think he could feel that strongly about her. The thought of him loving her more than a friend made her heart ache.

As the front door closed behind him, Y/N sank onto the couch, her mind racing with a million thoughts.

She tried to make sense of what had just happened, but all she could think about was the weight of the confession and the guilt she felt for Hyunjin.

As the silence engulfed the room, Y/N's heart raced with a mixture of emotions. Love, guilt, and confusion flooded her thoughts as she tried to figure out what to do next. She knew that her relationship with Hyunjin had always been complicated, but she never imagined that it would lead to this.

She tried to shake off the memories of Jisung's lips on hers, but they kept coming back to her, making her feel guilty and confused. She loved Hyunjin, but she couldn't deny the feelings she had for Jisung. As she tried to make sense of everything, Y/N reached for her phone and dialed Hyunjin's number.

"Hey, Hyunjin," Y/N said, her voice trembling. "I need to talk to you about something." Hyunjin's voice seemed distant on the other end of the line. "What's wrong?"

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mysweetlixe · 4 months

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hi! i just wanted to say i love your blinded love series! but i’m so conflicted 😭 how am i supposed to choose between these two?? hyunjin is literally my ult and i’d choose him in a heartbeat but my heart def breaks for jisung in this story ahhhhh

I’m glad you’re loving the series but as I was writing it also made me feel so conflicted. I was torn between the two of them. I felt so bad for Jisung, but also low-key loved it. Also The ending of the series could have gone multiple different ways.

#liv’s ask ❁#blinded love

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✰ Blinded love ✰

Chapter 2: Turning point

Paring: |Hyunjin x Reader x Jisung|

Genre: Romance and Angst

Summary: Y/N, tired of failed dates, hesitantly agrees to a blind date set up by her roommate Jisung. Meeting Hyunjin, she feels a spark, unaware that Jisung harbors hidden feelings.

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The Next couple of months were a whirlwind of emotions and experiences for Y/N. Her connection with Hyunjin deepened with each passing day, as they shared countless memorable moments together.

They strolled hand in hand through the city streets, getting lost in its vibrant energy. They laughed and danced under the moonlight, their laughter mingling with the music that played softly in the background.

Y/N discovered new sides to herself as she explored the world alongside Hyunjin. With him, she felt free to be unapologetically herself, embracing her quirks and dreams without fear of judgment. They encouraged each other to chase their passions, motivating one another to reach for the stars.

But amidst the blissful moments, doubt occasionally crept into Y/N's mind. She couldn't help but wonder if their connection was too good to be true, if it was all just a beautiful illusion that would shatter in an instant. The fear of heartbreak loomed over her like a shadow, threatening to dim the light of their budding romance.

Meanwhile, Jisung stood by Y/N's side as a steadfast friend, offering his unwavering support even as his own heart silently yearned for something more. He masked his feelings behind smiles and good-natured banter, determined to prioritize Y/N's happiness above his own desires.

It wasn't easy for Jisung to watch the love story unfold before his eyes, to witness the connection between Y/N and Hyunjin grow stronger with each passing day. He couldn't deny the twinge of envy that tugged at his heart whenever he saw them together, exchanging stolen glances and secret smiles.

But Jisung remained true to his promise. He was always there for Y/N, a pillar of support and a listening ear whenever she needed it. He put on a brave face, burying his own feelings deep within him, never wanting to burden Y/N with his unrequited love.

Y/N sat on the couch inside of Jisung’s apartment , her mind clouded with a mix of emotions. She had just returned from another date with Hyunjin, yet a sense of unease lingered within her. Jisung sat beside her, sensing her inner turmoil.

He had grown accustomed to reading her emotions, understanding the depths of her thoughts without her even uttering a word. But he knew better than to intrude, to pry into her heart when she herself was still grappling with its complexities.

Instead, Jisung offered a comforting presence, a safe space for Y/N to navigate the labyrinth of her emotions. He leaned back against the couch, his gaze fixed on the ceiling as he waited for Y/N to find the words she needed.

“He hasn’t made it official yet ," Y/N finally spoke, her voice filled with a mixture of frustration and uncertainty. "We've been seeing each other for months now, but he still hasn't asked me to be his girlfriend. I don't understand why he's taking so long."

Jisung listened intently, his heart aching for Y/N's confusion. He knew all too well the sting of unrequited love and the torment of unanswered questions. But he also understood that love was a complex dance, with its own pace and timing.

"Maybe he's just taking his time, Y/N," Jisung suggested gently. "Sometimes people need to feel certain before they make commitments. It doesn't necessarily mean he doesn't care about you."

Y/N sighed, her fingers absentmindedly twirling a strand of hair. "I know, Jisung," she replied softly. "It's just hard not to overthink things. I want to believe that he feels the same way about me, but the lack of clarity is driving me crazy."

Jisung reached out and placed a comforting hand on Y/N's knee, offering her a reassuring smile.

"I understand how frustrating it can be," Jisung said empathetically. "But remember, Y/N, love isn't always a straightforward path. Sometimes, it takes time for people to sort out their own feelings and figure out what they want. It doesn't mean that what you have with Hyunjin isn't real or meaningful."

Y/N nodded, appreciating Jisung's calming presence. His words offered her a glimmer of hope amidst her uncertainty. "You're right, Jisung," she replied, her voice filled with gratitude. "I just need to be patient and trust in the connection we have."

Jisung squeezed her knee gently, his eyes filled with a mixture of friendship and something more. "You deserve happiness, Y/N," he said earnestly. "Whether it's with Hyunjin or someone else, I want nothing more than to see you truly happy."

A bittersweet smile tugged at Y/N's lips as she looked into Jisung's eyes. There was a depth of emotion there that mirrored her own, and for a moment, she wondered if they were both dancing around the unspoken truth between them.

But before either of them could delve deeper into their uncharted territory, Y/N's phone buzzed with a notification. She glanced down to see a message from Hyunjin. “ My friend Chan is throwing a party tomorrow night and you and Jisung’s are invited

to come along. I really want you to meet my friends and have a good time. What do you say?"

Y/N's heart skipped a beat at the invitation, a mix of excitement and apprehension flooding her thoughts. She looked up at Jisung, who met her gaze with a supportive smile. It was as if he knew the internal battle raging within her.

"I think it could be a great opportunity," Jisung interjected, his voice laced with encouragement. "It might help ease some of your worries about where you stand with Hyunjin."

Y/N nodded, feeling a surge of determination. This party could be the turning point, the moment that would either solidify her connection with Hyunjin or bring her closer to the truth she had been avoiding with Jisung.

"Alright," she replied, her voice steady despite the butterflies fluttering in her stomach.

"I'll go to the party with you, Hyunjin."

Hyunjin's response was immediate, accompanied by an array of excited emojis. Y/N couldn't help but smile at his enthusiasm, even as she couldn't shake off the lingering question in her mind.

The day of the party arrived, and Y/N found herself standing outside Chan's house alongside Jisung and Hyunjin. The bass of music thumped in her chest, filling the air with a vibrant energy. Y/N glanced at Jisung, who looked dashing in his carefully chosen outfit, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of excitement and hidden longing.

She couldn't help but notice how well he fit into the scene, effortlessly engaging in conversations and blending with the crowd.

As they entered the house, Y/N felt a surge of nerves intertwining with her anticipation. The room was pulsing with life, people mingling and laughter floating through the air. Hyunjin took Y/N's hand and led her through the sea of bodies, introducing her to his friends with genuine warmth.

“Y/N this is Chan the host of this party ," Hyunjin said, motioning towards the tall, charismatic guy beside them. Chan greeted Y/N with a warm smile, making her instantly feel at ease in the bustling atmosphere.

"It's great to finally meet you, Y/N," Chan said, his voice filled with genuine enthusiasm. "Hyunjin has told us so much about you."

Y/N returned his smile, feeling a wave of gratitude for Hyunjin's excitement to introduce her to his friends. She couldn't help but notice Jisung standing slightly behind her, a subtle tension in his posture. It was as if he was ready to fade into the background and let Y/N have her moment with Hyunjin.

As the night went on, Y/N found herself navigating between conversations and laughter, soaking in the energy of the party. Y/N was chatting with Felix a friend of Jisung and Hyunjin when she felt a hand wrapped around her waist and a familiar voice whisper in her ear. "Having fun, Y/N?"

She turned to find Hyunjin standing beside her, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. The touch of his hand sent a shiver down her spine, but she couldn't ignore the slight pang of guilt that accompanied her excitement.

Her gaze flickered to Jisung, who was engaged in a conversation with Minho, another friend from the group. There was a heaviness in his eyes, a silent plea that she couldn't quite decipher.

"Yeah, I'm having a great time," Y/N replied, forcing herself to focus on Hyunjin. She leaned into him slightly, feeling the warmth of his body against hers.

“Come dance with me," Y/N whispered, her voice filled with a mix of desire and apprehension. Hyunjin's eyes sparkled with excitement as he took her hand and led her towards the makeshift dance floor in the corner of the room.

The pulsating rhythm of the music enveloped Y/N as she moved to the beat, her body swaying in harmony with Hyunjin's. The lights danced around them, casting shadows that mirrored their synchronized movements. In that moment, Y/N felt a surge of connection with Hyunjin, like they were the only two people in the world.

Hyunjin held onto her waist more tightly, bringing Y/N closer to him until their faces were just inches apart.Their eyes locked, and time seemed to stand still. Y/N's heart raced as she drowned in the intensity of their gaze. She could feel the heat radiating off Hyunjin's body, igniting a fire within her that she couldn't ignore.

In that moment, all of her doubts and uncertainties melted away. The question of where she stood with Hyunjin no longer mattered. The only thing that mattered was the undeniable chemistry between them. It was a magnetic pull that drew them together, defying any logic or reason.

Without hesitating, Y/N closed the distance between them, her lips meeting Hyunjin's in a passionate kiss. It was electric, a collision of desire and longing that consumed them both. Their bodies moved in sync to the music, their dance becoming an expression of their shared connection.

But as the song came to an end, reality intruded upon their perfect moment. Y/N pulled away slightly, her breath ragged as she looked into Hyunjin's eyes. Uncertainty flickered in their depths, mingling with the desire that still burned bright.

"I... I'm sorry," Y/N stammered out, her voice filled with mixed emotions. "I didn't mean to... I just..."Hyunjin silenced her with a gentle kiss on the lips, his eyes softening with understanding.

"It's okay," he whispered against her lips. "I've been feeling it too."

Y/N closed her eyes, letting the words wash over her. It was a relief to know that she wasn't the only one who had been fighting her feelings.

Jisung watched from the corner of the room, his eyes fixed on Y/N and Hyunjin as they danced in each other's arms. A wave of emotions washed over him, leaving him feeling a mix of love, jealousy, and heartbreak.

He knew that he had to let Y/N go, even if it was the hardest thing he had ever done. once they had finished dancing Hyunjin made his way over to Jisung and stood next him with two drinks in his hand "Thanks for being here," Hyunjin said, handing Jisung a drink.

Jisung nodded, his heart heavy with emotions as he took the offered drink from Hyunjin. "Anytime, for you two," he replied, his voice steady.

He couldn't deny that he was happy for Y/N and Hyunjin. He knew that this party was a turning point for all of them. But at the same time, he couldn't shake the feeling of being left behind. The lingering question in his mind gnawed at him “So have you and Y/N made it official yet?"

Hyunjin's smile faltered slightly, and he glanced over at Y/N who was now surrounded by their friends, laughing and enjoying herself. He took a deep breath before turning back to Jisung.

"Not yet," he admitted, his voice tinged with hesitation. "We're both still figuring things out."

Jisung nodded, sipping his drink as he tried to keep his emotions in check. It wasn't easy seeing the girl he had feelings for moving on with his best friend. But he knew that he had to respect their relationship and give Y/N the space to explore her feelings.

"I'm glad she's happy," Jisung said softly, forcing a smile onto his face. "She deserves all the happiness in the world."

Hyunjin placed a comforting hand on Jisung's shoulder, his eyes filled with gratitude. "Thank you, Jisung. I know this isn't easy for you."

Jisung shook his head, trying his best to push his own feelings aside. "It's alright, really. As long as she's happy, that's all that matters."

Deep down, Jisung knew that letting go was the right thing to do. He cared too much about Y/N to stand in the way of her happiness. But that didn't make it any less painful.

As the night wore on, Jisung found himself drifting away from the vibrant scene inside the house. He needed some fresh air to clear his mind and sort through the tangled mess of emotions.

Stepping out onto the porch, Jisung took in the cool night air, letting it envelop him like a gentle embrace. The sound of laughter and music faded into the background as he leaned against the railing, gazing up at the starlit sky.

His thoughts drifted back to Y/N and Hyunjin, their laughter echoing in his ears. A pang of jealousy shot through him, but he quickly pushed it aside. He had made his choice to support them, even if it tore him apart inside.

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✰ Don’t start something you can’t finish ✰

Paring: |OT8 x Reader|

Genre: Slightly Suggestive

Words: 3.6k

Chan:

In the dimly lit night club, the pulsating music set the rhythm for Y/N and Chan as they danced closely. Y/N couldn't resist the way Chan’s hand

gently trailed down her back, sending electric waves of pleasure cascading through her body. Their bodies moved in perfect synchrony, a beautiful dance of desire and longing.

As the music swirled around them, Y/N could feel the heat emanating from Chan's body, igniting a fire deep within her. She leaned in closer, her lips grazing his earlobe teasingly. "You know, Chan," she whispered seductively, "I love how you always think you're in control."

A mischievous smile played on Y/N's lips as she felt his grip on her waist tighten slightly. She could sense his anticipation, his desire to match her playful banter. Chan's eyes met hers, filled with a mixture of amusement and hunger.

"Princess," he murmured huskily, his voice dripping with a teasing edge, "don't start something you can't finish."

Y/N's heart skipped a beat at his response, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. Challenge accepted, she thought to herself. With a wicked grin, she gently broke away from him, swaying to the rhythm of the music as she retreated further into the dark recesses of the club.

Chan watched intently as Y/N weaved through the crowd like a siren in the night, her luscious curves catching the dim lights, casting alluring shadows on the dance floor. He followed her with his eyes, unable to resist the magnetic pull she had over him. With every step she took, the tension between them grew, an invisible thread connecting their souls.

Y/N knew exactly what she was doing. Her body moved with a tantalizing grace, drawing Chan deeper into her game. Each sway of her hips, each twirl of her body, was an invitation for him to chase after her. She could feel his gaze burning into her back, a mixture of desire and frustration.

As Y/N reached the edge of the dance floor, she turned to face him, a seductive smile tugging at the corners of her lips. Her eyes locked with Chan's, a silent challenge passing between them. She knew he wouldn't back down easily.

Chan's heart raced as he made his way towards Y/N. The air crackled with anticipation as he closed the distance between them, his steps filled with determination. He couldn't resist her playful teasing, couldn't resist being drawn into her intoxicating spell.

Finally reaching her side, Chan pulled Y/N closer, his hand sliding possessively around her waist. Their bodies pressed together, the heat between them becoming almost unbearable. Y/N's breath hitched as she felt Chan's lips ghost over her neck, sending shivers down her spine. She tilted her head to the side, exposing more of her skin, a silent invitation for him to continue.

"You think you can just tease me like this, princess?" Chan whispered against her ear, his voice low and filled with a mix of desire and warning. "You have no idea how much control I actually have, my dear."

Minho:

Y/N playfully flicked a strand of hair, smirking as she eyed her boyfriend Minho in their bedroom laying on the bed. “Baby I’m bored” Y/N said crawling next to him. Minho reached out to grip her waist firmly, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Oh really? And what do you propose we do about that, love?" he replied, his voice laced with playful challenge.Y/N laughed, a warm, seductive melody that filled the room. "What did you have in mind?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Minho's heart rate spiked at her teasing tone. He knew she loved playing games, loved pushing him to his limits. It was their little secret, their unspoken language that only they understood.

He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, “ Don’t start something you can’t finish.” Y/N's eyes widened at Minho's words, a surge of excitement coursing through her veins. She loved the way he always matched her playful banter, pushing her further with his words. With a sly smile, she traced her finger along the line of his jaw, teasingly grazing his lips before pulling away.

"Is that a challenge?" she purred, her voice dripping with seduction. "Because I'm always up for a challenge."

Minho's grip on her waist tightened, his fingers digging into her skin possessively. His eyes flickered with desire as he met her gaze, a silent acknowledgment passing between them. They were both aware of the intense chemistry that existed between them – an electric connection that ignited whenever they were near each other.

Leaning in closer, Minho brushed his lips against hers, teasingly pulling away before Y/N could deepen the kiss. He enjoyed playing this game as much as she did – the push and pull, the dance of desire that kept their relationship exhilarating.

"Let's see who can finish it," he whispered huskily, his warm breath sending shivers down Y/N's spine. His hands trailed up her back, fingers tangling in her hair as he pulled her closer.

With a playful smirk, Y/N leaned in, her lips brushing against his as she whispered, "Bring it on, Minho."

Changbin:

Y/N's mischievous smile grew wider as she and Changbin joined their friends for dinner. Casually, she placed her hand on his thigh, inching it down slowly.Changbin might have feigned surprise at her forwardness, but he knew Y/N's touch was always a catalyst for their playful banter. He smirked, less than subtlety returning the gesture.

"I thought we were supposed to be on our best behavior around company," he teased, affecting a stern look.

Y/N feigned innocence, looking around the table before meeting his gaze once more. "What are you implying, sweetheart?" she asked, lips curling into a knowing smile.”Don’t start something you can’t finish” Changbin whispered in her ear.

Changbin tightly holds onto Y/N's hand, which rests on his thigh, a silent challenge in his eyes. His voice dripped with husky promises. "Y/N, always trying to push me to my limits." She gave him a sultry smile, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

"And what's wrong with that, darling?" Her fingers trailed up his arm before she gently wrapped them around his neck. Her gaze locked with his, a silent promise of the fire that was about to ignite between them.

Their friends noticed the tension between them, their laughter fading into the background as their eyes remained locked in a battle of desire and anticipation. Y/N could feel the heat radiating from Changbin's body, fueling the passion that was about to unleash within her.

"I always seem to be winning these games, don't I?" His eyes twinkled with devilish amusement. Y/N's heart skipped a beat at his words, her breathing growing shallow.

"Do I make you nervous, baby?" She asked teasingly, her lips brushing against his ear.

Changbin chuckled, his fingers still gripping her hand. "You should be the one feeling nervous," he replied, his voice low and throaty, "because I always play to win."

The tension between them was palpable, as if they were the only two people in the room. Y/N couldn't help but feel a thrill coursing through her veins, the anticipation of what was to come. Changbin had always known how to push her buttons, how to draw her into his web of desire and temptation.

As the conversation around them continued, Y/N sneaked a glance at the clock, noting the time. It was getting late, and their friends were starting to disperse, leaving the two of them alone in the dimly lit restaurant.

With a mischievous grin, Y/N leans in close to Changbin. "It's getting late, don't you think we should be getting home?" her voice low and sultry, her breath warm against his ear.

Changbin's eyes flickered with desire, his grip on her hand tightening. He knew what Y/N was suggesting, and he was more than ready to take her up on it. With a smirk, he releases her hand and stands up from the table, extending it towards her.

"Lead the way, my dear," he says, his voice low and throaty.

Hyunjin:

Y/N playfully raised an eyebrow as she caught Hyunjin’s reflection in the bathroom mirror, a teasing glint in her eyes Y/N playfully raised an eyebrow as she caught Hyunjin's reflection in the bathroom mirror . She had just finished getting ready for their date, and now, as she stood in her lacy black dress, Y/N couldn't help but feel a sudden surge of confidence wash over her.

The way Hyunjin's eyes lingered on her only fueled the fire within. “Baby can you help me zip my dress up”Hyunjin turned his head to face Y/N, a mischievous smile playing at the corners of his lips. He took a step closer, his dark eyes filled with desire as he reached out to grasp the zipper of her dress.

His fingers brushed against the smooth fabric, tracing a tantalizing path up her spine, causing a shiver to run down her spine.

Y/N bit her lip, feeling the heat rise in her cheeks as Hyunjin's touch sent electricity coursing through her veins. She knew exactly what she was doing, and she loved every second of it.

"Don't start something you can't finish," he warned in a low voice, his breath tickling her ear.A playful glint danced in Y/N's eyes as she leaned in closer, her voice laced with a innocent tone. “ I’m not doing anything”

Hyunjin's eyes narrowed, his lips curling into a devious smile. "Oh, really?" he whispered, his voice dripping with challenge. He slowly moved his hand from the zipper to the small of Y/N's back, his touch gentle yet possessive. "Because it seems to me like you're playing with fire," he murmured, his warm breath fanning over her skin.

Y/N couldn't suppress the shiver that ran through her body at his words. The air in the room crackled with tension, desire hanging in the air like a heavy fog. She tilted her head back, allowing her lips to graze against Hyunjin's jawline. "And what if I like playing with fire?" she breathed, her voice barely audible.

A low growl rumbled in Hyunjin's chest as he tightened his grip on her waist. His eyes darkened with hunger as he lowered his head, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. The world around them ceased to exist as they became lost in each other, their bodies pressed together in an intoxicating dance.

The echo of their rapid breaths filled the bathroom, their every touch igniting a wildfire within them. Y/N's hands roamed eagerly over Hyunjin's toned chest, feeling the hard muscles beneath her fingertips. He pulled away from the kiss, his eyes burning with desire. "Then let's see how you handle the heat."

Jisung:

As the night wore on, Jisung fell into a deep slumber, unaware of the creeping presence that silently approached him. He felt something rough and unyielding grinding against his body, causing him to stir in his sleep.

“Y/N what are you doing”Jisung's voice was low and husky as he slowly opened his eyes, the dim light of the room swirling with a seductive haze.

Y/N didn't stop her mischievous actions, a cheeky smile forming on her lips as she watched Jisung slowly awakening from his slumber.

The room was draped in a mystical ambiance, the moonlight seeping through the sheer curtains, casting ethereal shadows on their entwined bodies.

She leaned closer to him, her warm breath tickling his ear, sending shivers down Jisung's spine. "Just having a bit of fun, babe," she whispered playfully, her voice filled with a hint of seduction. Her fingers traced teasing patterns along his bare chest, igniting a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

Jisung's eyes fluttered open fully now, meeting Y/N's gaze filled with mischief and desire. The room was charged with a palpable tension, both of them relishing in the secret game they played between themselves. The air was thick with anticipation, like a storm waiting to unleash its torrential rain.

But Jisung wasn't one to back down easily. He smirked, his voice laced with equal parts amusement and challenge. "Don't start something you can't finish," he replied, his voice low and husky, mirroring the intensity of the moment.

Y/N's laughter danced through the room like music, a sweet melody that Jisung found himself unable to resist. His hands gripped her waist, pulling her closer to him, “Jisung”Y/N giggled, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she leaned in closer to Jisung's ear. "Oh, but I always finish what I start."

Felix:

Although they had a disagreement the day before, Felix still chose to take Y/N to the dance studio. Communication between them was non-existent at the moment. Felix observed as Y/N chatted with one of the backup dancers, their conversation carrying a flirtatious tone.Felix couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as he watched Y/N interact with the charismatic backup dancer. Her laughter filled the studio, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

The way she leaned in, her body language open and inviting, stirred something within Felix.He knew Y/N had a playful side, but witnessing it in action was like discovering a hidden treasure. The way she effortlessly charmed others, the way her words flowed like silk, held a seductive power that left Felix both captivated and slightly unnerved.

As Y/N leaned closer to the dancer, her lips curved into a mischievous smile. Her voice dropped to a low whisper, a secret shared only between them. Felix strained to hear their conversation, his curiosity piqued and his heart pounding in his chest.

Felix strode over and seized Y/N's arm tightly. "What do you think you're doing?" he demanded.Y/N turned towards Felix, surprise etched across her face. Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she said, "I was just having a simple conversation, baby.

"Felix's grip on her arm tightened, his jaw clenched as he struggled to control the surge of emotions coursing through him. He leaned in close, his voice a low growl as he whispered in her ear, "Don't start something you can't finish, Y/N."

A shiver ran down Y/N's spine at the intensity in his voice. She met his gaze defiantly, her lips parting in a seductive smile that sent his heart racing. In that moment, she knew she had pushed the boundaries, testing the limits of Felix's patience. “

"Why?" Y/N inquired, her gaze meeting Felix's with a fierce determination. He could feel her tense under his grip, but he couldn't deny the spark of defiance in her eyes, matching his own intensity.

"Because," he began, his voice laced with a mixture of desire and frustration, "you have no idea what you're getting yourself into." His words hung in the air, a warning wrapped in a promise.

Y/N's smile deepened, a mischievous glimmer dancing in her gaze. She leaned closer to Felix, her breath brushing against his ear as she whispered, "Maybe I like pushing your buttons. Maybe I want to see just how far I can take it."

Felix's chest tightened at her audacity, his heart pounding with a raw mix of desire and anger. He couldn't deny the pull she had on him, the intoxicating feeling of their shared chemistry. But he also knew that pushing the boundaries could lead them down a dangerous path.

"Y/N," he said, his voice rough with emotion. "I'm not someone you can play games with. This is real." Her eyes softened for a brief moment before returning to their defiant spark. "Then prove it.”

Seungmin:

But Y/N couldn't help herself. She thrived on the playful banter between her and Seungmin, always pushing the boundaries to see just how far she could go before he snapped. And right now, with his fiery eyes boring into hers, she sensed that she had indeed crossed that line.

A mischievous smile tugged at the corner of her lips as she playfully pushed him away, breaking free from his heated embrace. "Oh, come on, Seungmin," she teased, her voice dripping with feigned innocence. "It's not like you can't handle a little teasing."

Seungmin's nostrils flared in response as he took a step closer, towering over her petite frame. His grip tightened around her waist, pulling her back into his embrace. His voice dropped to a low growl, sending shivers down her spine. "Don't start something you can't finish, Y/N."

Her heart raced with anticipation as she locked eyes with him, refusing to back down. She loved this dance they played, a constant push and pull that only fueled their desire for one another. And though she knew Seungmin's patience was wearing thin, she couldn't resist the temptation of pushing him further.

With a daring glint in her eyes, Y/N leaned in closer, brushing her lips against the shell of his ear. A mischievous whisper escaped her lips, laced with a hint of seduction. "Oh, but Seungmin, where's the fun in not pushing your limits? I've seen you handle much more than a little teasing before."

Seungmin's grip tightened as a low growl rumbled from deep within his chest. His eyes bore into hers with an intensity that sent a thrill coursing through her veins. He was a man of few words, but his actions spoke volumes. Y/N knew that he was not one to back down from a challenge.

She could feel the electricity in the air as their bodies pressed closer, taunting and tempting each other like magnets drawn together.

Every breath she took was filled with the scent of his cologne, intoxicating her senses and making it hard to resist.But Y/N never backed down easily either. She reveled in the taste of danger, in the moments when she pushed boundaries and discovered new layers of passion hidden beneath the surface.

With a sly smile playing on her lips, Y/N traced a finger along the firm line of his jaw, relishing in the way his skin prick led beneath her touch. "You know, Seungmin," she whispered, her voice dripping with desire, "I think you secretly love it when I push your buttons."

Seungmin's eyes darkened, a mixture of frustration and longing swirling within them. His grip on her waist tightened even more, his fingers digging into her skin. "You have no idea what you do to me.”

Jeongin:

As the final credits of the movie began to roll, Y/N couldn't tear their eyes away from the mesmerizing sight before them. The way Y/N's hips swayed and rolled as they straddled Jeongin was captivating, a subtle yet alluring movement that drew Y/N in closer.

The dim light of the room cast shadows across their entwined bodies, adding to the intimacy and intensity of the moment. Every shift of Y/N's body against Jeongin's elicited a shiver down their spine, igniting a fire within them that was impossible to ignore.

As the music faded out and the screen turned black, all that remained was the pulsing sensation between Y/N and Jeongin.Jeongin couldn't help but let out a low growl, his hands gripping Y/N's hips tighter as they both felt the heat building between them.

The scent of Y/N's skin, a mix of their favorite perfume and the lingering aroma of the popcorn they shared earlier, was intoxicating, and Jeongin couldn't resist the urge to lean in and nuzzle the delicate curve of Y/N's neck.

Y/N laughed softly, a teasing smile tugging at the corner of their mouth. "You really can't resist, can you?" They whispered, their voice low and sultry.

Jeongin grinned, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Don't start something you can't finish," he warned, his breath ghosting over Y/N's cheek as he spoke.Y/N chuckled, their eyes sparkling, "You're right, I wouldn't want to leave things unfinished.”As they continued to lock eyes and indulge in each other's presence, Y/N's heart raced, their chest tightening with desire.

The anticipation was almost unbearable, yet intoxicatingly so. Jeongin, too, struggled to contain himself, every touch, every embrace only fueling the flames within him.

Slowly, he leaned in, his lips brushing against Y/N's ear, sending shivers down their spine. "Do you know how much I've wanted this?" he whispered seductively.

Y/N shivered, their breath catching in their throat. "I have an idea," they managed to respond, the intensity of the moment making it difficult to form a coherent sentence.

Jeongin's fingers traced the outline of Y/N's jaw, gently caressing their skin as his eyes locked on theirs. "Then let's make it happen," he urged, his voice low and seductive.Y/N nodded, their eyes smoldering with desire.

They leaned in to kiss Jeongin, their lips meeting softly at first, before the passion of the moment took over. The kiss was intense, fueled by the raw emotion and Y/N's eyes twinkled playfully, and they leaned closer, their lips brushing against Jeongin's ear.

"Then what should we do instead?" they asked, their voice husky with desire.Jeongin responded with a low groan, his hands tightening possessively on Y/N's hips. "I have a few ideas," he whispered, his breath warm against Y/N's skin.

As he spoke, Jeongin's lips trailed down Y/N's neck, their teeth gently scraping against the delicate flesh. Y/N shivered, their breath catching in their throat as desire coursed through them.

Y/N's hands moved restlessly, running through Jeongin's hair and pulling him closer. "Show me.”

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✰ Blinded love ✰

Chapter 1: First Impressions

Paring |Hyunjin x Reader x Jisung|

Genre: Romance and Angst

Summary: Y/N, tired of failed dates, hesitantly agrees to a blind date set up by her roommate Jisung. Meeting Hyunjin, she feels a spark, unaware that Jisung harbors hidden feelings.

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"Come on, Y/N, just one more try," Jisung pleaded, waving a phone in her face."Seriously, Jisung? Another blind date?" Y/N skeptically eyed the phone he was waving in her face.

Jisung let out an exasperated sigh, his eyes pleading with Y/N to give it one last shot. "I know, I know," he said, his voice tinged with desperation. "But trust me on this one, Y/N. I have a good feeling about Hyunjin."

Y/N hesitated, her mind swimming with a sea of failed dates, each one more disastrous than the last. She had endured awkward silences, painful small talk, and even the occasional date who seemed more interested in their phone than in her. It had become exhausting, to say the least.

But there was something about Jisung's conviction that tugged at her heartstrings. He had always been a trustworthy friend, someone who knew her inside and out. If anyone could pick a suitable blind date for her, it was Jisung.

With a resigned sigh, she finally relented. "Alright, fine," Y/N said, reaching out to take the phone from him. "But if this ends up being another disaster, I'm blaming you entirely."

A triumphant smile appeared on Jisung's face as he handed her the phone. "You won't regret this, Y/N," he assured her. "Hyunjin is different; I promise you that."

Y/N couldn't help but Reluctantly, Y/N sighed and took the phone from Jisung's hand. She glanced at the screen, squinting to read the text message that revealed the details of this supposedly life-changing blind date. Her skepticism grew with each passing second, but there was something about Jisung's unwavering belief in this match that made Y/N hesitate.

"All right," she finally conceded, her voice laced with uncertainty. "I'll give it one more try."

Jisung beamed, his eyes lighting up with excitement. He had always been Y/N's closest friend, her confidant through countless failed attempts at finding love. This time, he seemed to have an unprecedented confidence about this blind date, and Y/N couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope ignite within her.

A few days later, Y/N found herself sitting in the passenger seat of Jisung’s car as he drove to the place where the date would be

held. Her nerves were starting to get the best of her, causing her palms to sweat and her heart to race. She fidgeted with the hem of her dress, trying to calm her racing thoughts.

As they arrived at a charming little café nestled on a quiet street, Y/N couldn't help but notice the twinkle of fairy lights adorning the entrance. The warm glow spilled onto the cobblestone path, creating an enchanting atmosphere that seemed straight out of a fairytale. Jisung parked the car and turned towards Y/N, his eyes brimming with excitement.

"Y/N, I have a feeling tonight is going to be different," Jisung said earnestly, his voice filled with conviction. "Hyunjin is someone truly special. He's kind-hearted, intelligent, and he even shares your love for books. I think you two will hit it off."

Y/N nodded half-heartedly, her doubts still lingering in the back of her mind. But she couldn't deny the flicker of hope that Jisung's words had ignited within her once again. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the car and followed Jisung toward the café's entrance.

The interior of the café was equally as mesmerizing as its exterior. Soft music floated through the air, and a delicate scent of freshly brewed coffee permeated the space. Y/N's eyes widened in awe as she took in the cozy ambiance, adorned with vintage art pieces and plush armchairs. It was a haven for bibliophiles, with bookshelves lining the walls, filled to the brim with novels of every genre.

Y/N walked towards a small corner table, tucked away from the bustling crowd, providing them with a sense of privacy amidst the enchanting atmosphere. As she settled into her seat, Y/N glanced around nervously, her heart pounding in anticipation.

Suddenly, a tall figure appeared at their table, catching Y/N off guard. Her breath hitched as she looked up and locked eyes with Hyunjin for the first time. His warm smile and sparkling eyes immediately put her at ease, and she felt a pang of excitement mingled with curiosity.

"Hello," Hyunjin greeted warmly, his voice velvety smooth like melted chocolate. "You must be Y/N. Jisung has told me so much about you."

Y/N blushed, feeling both flattered and embarrassed by Jisung's excessive praise. "It's nice to meet you too, Hyunjin," she replied shyly, unable to tear her gaze away from his captivating presence.

Hyunjin chuckled softly, the sound like honey dripping from his lips. "The pleasure is all mine, Y/N," he replied, pulling out the chair opposite her and gracefully taking a seat. "Jisung wasn't kidding when he said you were beautiful.

"Y/N's cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of red, and she shyly looked down at her hands, her fingers nervously tracing the pattern on the tablecloth. She couldn't deny the fluttering sensation in her chest or the way her heart seemed to skip a beat whenever Hyunjin spoke.

“Thank you," Y/N murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "Jisung tends to exaggerate, but I appreciate the compliment."

Hyunjin leaned back in his chair, a playful smile tugging at the corners of his lips."Exaggerate or not, I can assure you that you are absolutely breathtaking, Y/N," he said, his voice oozing with sincerity. "But beauty is just the tip of the iceberg. I'm more intrigued by the mind behind those enchanting eyes."

Y/N's heart fluttered at his words, the genuine interest in his gaze making her feel seen and valued in a way she hadn't experienced before. She found herself leaning in, drawn to this magnetic stranger who seemed to exude an air of mystery and intrigue.

"I must admit," she began, her voice steady but laced with curiosity, "Jisung hasn't told me much about you. What should I know about Hyunjin?"

A mischievous glint danced in Hyunjin's eyes as he leaned forward slightly, his voice lowering to a conspiratorial whisper. "Ah, where do I even begin?" he mused.”First off I’m an up incoming artist.”

"An artist?" Y/N's eyes widened with intrigue. "What kind of art do you create?" Hyunjin leaned back, a secretive smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "I dabble in various forms, but my true passion lies in painting," he confessed. "I find solace within a canvas, where colors come to life and emotions are captured in brushstrokes."

Y/N's heart skipped a beat at his words, envisioning the vibrant hues and intricate strokes that must adorn Hyunjin's artwork. She had always been captivated by the power of visual expression, and the thought of experiencing Hyunjin's art firsthand only deepened her fascination with him.

As their conversation continued to unfold, Y/N discovered that their interests intertwined seamlessly. They could spend hours discussing literature, music, and the complexities of human emotions. With every passing minute, she found herself drawn further into the depths of Hyunjin's enigmatic world.

They laughed together, their voices harmonizing like a melodious symphony in the midst of the bustling café. Y/N was captivated by the way Hyunjin's eyes sparkled with genuine excitement and passion, as if every word he spoke was carefully chosen to paint a vivid picture in her mind.

Time seemed to slip away as they delved deeper into their shared interests, their conversation flowing effortlessly. The tension and uncertainty that had once consumed Y/N melted away, replaced by a growing sense of comfort and connection. It felt as if she had known Hyunjin for years, rather than mere moments.

As the evening drew to a close, Y/N couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment. She didn't want the night to end, didn't want to leave behind this newfound connection with Hyunjin. But just as she resigned herself to the reality of saying goodbye, Hyunjin leaned in closer, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Y/N," he said softly, his gaze locked with hers. "I've had an incredible time getting to know you tonight. Here’s my number call me or text meanytime. I would love to see you again."

Y/N's heart fluttered at his words, her mind racing with a mix of excitement and uncertainty.

She knew that accepting his offer meant stepping into the unknown, venturing into a realm where vulnerability and the possibility of heartbreak existed hand in hand. But as she looked into Hyunjin's eyes, she saw something that reassured her - a genuine kindness and a flicker of hope that mirrored her own.

With a shy smile, Y/N nodded and reached for her phone, their fingers grazing lightly as he handed her his number. It was a small gesture, but it sent a jolt of electricity through her veins. As they bid each other goodbye, Y/N couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation building within her.

Jisung’s car pulled up next her and as Y/N climbed into the backseat, she couldn't help but replay the evening's events in her mind. The conversation with Hyunjin had felt effortless, like they were two pieces of a puzzle finally fitting together. She couldn't deny the connection that had sparked between them, a magnetic pull that left her yearning for more.

Jisung glanced at her through the rearview mirror, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "So, how was it?" he asked, his voice filled with amusement.

Y/N grinned, unable to contain her excitement. "Jisung, you were right," she admitted. "Hyunjin is incredible. I've never met someone so intriguing and genuine."

Jisung chuckled softly. "I knew you two would hit it off," he said. "There's just something about him, isn't there? A certain charm that's hard to resist."

As they drove through the quiet streets of the city, Y/N found herself lost in her thoughts. She couldn't deny the fluttering feeling in her chest or the way her mind kept drifting back to Hyunjin's words and the warmth of his smile. There was an undeniable chemistry between them, a connection that went beyond mere attraction.

"Y/N," Jisung's voice broke through her reverie,bringing her back to reality. ” So tell me all about the date.”

Y/N's cheeks flushed, and a smile crept onto her lips as she began to recount every mesmerizing detail of her evening with Hyunjin. She described the effortless flow of their conversation, the way their interests aligned perfectly like two puzzle pieces fitting together. She spoke of the electric connection she felt with him, how his words and gestures made her heart race with anticipation.

Jisung listened intently, his eyes lighting up with excitement as he hung onto Y/N's every word. He could see the sparkle in her eyes, the genuine joy radiating from her as she spoke about Hyunjin. Jisung couldn't help but feel a sense of pride for bringing them together, even if it was just introducing them at a casual gathering.

As Y/N spoke, the memories of her time with Hyunjin seemed to envelop her like a warm embrace. She recalled how he spoke passionately about his art, how his eyes shone with a sense of purpose and creativity. She shared the moments when they laughed together, when time seemed to stand still in the midst of their shared connection.

Jisung couldn't help but feel a pang of longing as he listened to Y/N's story unfold. He knew deep down that he had feelings for her too, but he also knew that he couldn't compete with the magnetic pull that Hyunjin seemed to have over her. It was in the way Y/N's face lit up whenever she mentioned Hyunjin's name, the genuine excitement that danced in her eyes.

Jisung had always been there for Y/N, a constant presence in her life, but now he couldn't help but feel like a supporting character in the love story that was beginning to unfold.

As they pulled into Y/N's driveway, Jisung turned off the engine and faced her with a bittersweet smile. "I'm glad you had a great time," he said sincerely. "But just remember, Y/N, if things don't work out with Hyunjin, I'll always be here for you." Y/N's heart ached at Jisung's words, warmed by his unwavering support.

She reached across the seat and took his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Thank you, Jisung," she whispered, her voice filled with gratitude. "You've always been there for me, and I appreciate it more than words can say."

Jisung returned her gesture with a soft smile and nodded. "You're welcome, Y/N. It's what friends are for," he replied, his voice filled with genuine warmth.

They sat in silence for a moment, their hands still intertwined, both lost in their own thoughts. Jisung couldn't help but wonder if he had made the right decision by introducing Y/N to Hyunjin. He wanted nothing more than to see her happy, but a part of him couldn't ignore the pang of jealousy that tugged at his heart.

Y/N got out of the car and headed to her doorwith a mix of emotions swirling inside her. Her heart was still fluttering from the enchanting evening spent with Hyunjin, but a part of her couldn't shake the feeling of uncertainty that lingered in the back of her mind.

The sound of her phone pinged, breaking her out of her thoughts. She glanced down to see a text from Hyunjin, a simple message that made her heart skip a beat.

“I hope you made it home safely.”Y/N couldn't help but smile as she typed out a reply, her fingers trembling with both excitement and nervousness. "Thank you, Hyunjin. I had a wonderful time tonight. I made it home safely, and I hope you did too. Looking forward to seeing you again."

As she hit send, Y/N felt a surge of anticipation wash over her. She was venturing into unfamiliar territory, taking a leap of faith into the realm of romance. Every fiber of her being yearned for this connection with Hyunjin to grow, to explore the possibilities that lay ahead.

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mysweetlixe · 4 months

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✰ Blinded love ✰

Paring: |Hyunjin x Reader x Jisung|

Genre: Romance and Angst

Summary: Y/N, tired of failed dates, hesitantly agrees to a blind date set up by her best friend Jisung. Meeting Hyunjin, she feels a spark, unaware that Jisung harbors hidden feelings.

Chapter 1: First Impression

Chapter 2: Turning Point

Chapter 3: Crossed Lines

Chapter 4: : Tangled Threads

The End

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mysweetlixe · 4 months

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✰ Not worth the tears ✰

Paring: |OT8 x Reader|

Genre: Romance and Angst

Words: 2.9k

Chan:

In the quiet aftermath of Y/N's recent breakup, Chan found her sitting alone on the park bench, tears glistening in her eyes. He took a seat beside her, a comforting silence enveloping them before he spoke softly.

"Y/N, I hate seeing you like this. Breakups are never easy, but you're strong," Chan said, his voice filled with genuine concern.

Y/N sniffled, managing a faint smile. "It just hurts, Chan."

He reached out, gently wiping away her tears. "I know it hurts, but you deserve someone who sees your worth. And you shouldn't waste your tears on someone who doesn't realize how amazing you are."

She nodded, grateful for his comforting presence. Chan took a deep breath before speaking again, his eyes meeting hers with sincerity. "Y/N, I need you to know something. I've been your friend for a long time, and seeing you hurt like this hurts me too. But I can't stand by and watch you suffer when there's something I need to say."

Her eyes widened, curiosity mingled with the pain. "What is it, Chan?"

"I've cared about you for a while now, more than just a friend. I can't keep it to myself any longer," he confessed, his vulnerability hanging in the air.

Y/N looked at him, a mix of surprise and warmth in her eyes. "Chan, I... I didn't know."

"I didn't want to complicate things, especially after your breakup. But I can't hide my feelings anymore. You're worth more than you realize, and I want to be there for you in a way that goes beyond friendship," Chan admitted, his sincerity echoing in every word.

Y/N felt a mix of emotions but found comfort in Chan's honesty. "Chan, you've always been there for me. I never expected this, but your feelings mean a lot to me."

He smiled gently, "I just want you to be happy, Y/N. If it's not with me, that's okay. You deserve someone who appreciates you, and I'll be here for you no matter what."

In that moment, under the park's serene atmosphere, Chan's comforting presence became a source of solace for Y/N. The journey ahead may be uncertain, but the sincerity of their connection provided a glimmer of hope amid the tears.

Minho:

Y/N sat alone in her dimly lit apartment, the echoes of her recent breakup lingering in the air. Feeling the weight of her emotions, she reached for her phone, hesitated for a moment, and dialed Minho's number. As the phone rang, she took a deep breath, seeking solace in the familiarity of his voice.

Minho answered with concern in his tone, "Y/N, is everything okay?"

Tears welled up in her eyes as she poured out her heart to him. Without hesitation, Minho promised to be there, sensing the depth of her pain. He arrived at her doorstep, a comforting presence in the midst of her turmoil.

Minho gently embraced Y/N as she let her emotions flow freely. His comforting words became a soothing melody, calming the storm within her. "You're not alone in this, Y/N. I'm here for you," he reassured, wiping away her tears with a tenderness that spoke volumes.

As the night unfolded, Minho found himself unable to hold back his own feelings any longer. He looked into Y/N's eyes, his voice filled with sincerity, "Y/N, you deserve so much more than what you've been through. I can't stand seeing you hurt like this. And, well, there's something I've been meaning to tell you."

Y/N, though vulnerable, turned her attention to Minho, curious about his revelation.

"I've cared about you for a long time, Y/N. More than just a friend. I know I might not be perfect, but I can't stand by and watch you suffer. I care too much to see you in pain," Minho confessed, his gaze unwavering.

Y/N's heart skipped a beat, her emotions shifting from despair to a glimmer of hope. Minho continued, "I don't want to see you shed tears over someone who doesn't see your worth. You mean everything to me."

In that moment, Y/N felt a warmth in her heart. The sincerity in Minho's words became a lifeline, pulling her from the depths of heartbreak. As Minho wiped away the last traces of her tears, he whispered, "You're worth so much more than this, and I'm willing to be the one who shows you that."

United in their shared vulnerability, Y/N and Minho found solace in each other, their bond growing stronger amidst the trials of the night.

Changbin:

Y/N's heartache echoed through the dimly lit streets as she found herself standing outside Changbin's apartment. The cool night air did little to quell the storm raging within her. With a hesitant knock, the door swung open to reveal Changbin, concern etched across his face.

Changbin took one look at Y/N, her eyes red and puffy, and without a word, he pulled her into a comforting embrace. In the safety of his arms, Y/N finally let the tears flow, the weight of her recent breakup lifted momentarily by the solace of Changbin's presence.

"I don't know where else to go," Y/N whispered, her voice choked with emotion.

Changbin held her tighter, his warmth a balm to her shattered heart. "You're always welcome here, Y/N. Take all the time you need."

As the night unfolded, they found solace in shared laughter and memories, creating a haven within the four walls of Changbin's apartment. In the quiet moments between, their eyes locked, revealing unspoken feelings that had lingered beneath the surface.

Changbin gently cupped Y/N's tear-stained face, his thumb wiping away the remnants of her sorrow. "You deserve someone who sees your worth, Y/N. Someone who would never make you cry."

Y/N met his gaze, vulnerability mirrored in both their eyes. "Changbin, I never expected you to be the one to mend my heart."

He sighed, a mixture of relief and longing. "I can't stand seeing you hurt. And I need you to know, Y/N, that I care about you more than words can convey."

She searched his eyes for sincerity, finding a depth of emotion that left her breathless. "Changbin, I never thought..."

Before she could finish, he silenced her with a tender kiss. It was a confession written in the language of shared pain and newfound hope. As they pulled away, Changbin smiled softly.

"I'm not worth the tears you shed tonight, but I promise, I'll spend every day trying to be someone who is."

In that moment, the weight on Y/N's heart lifted, replaced by the warmth of a connection that had been there all along, waiting to blossom into something beautiful.

Hyunjin:

In a dimly lit bar, Y/N sat alone, drowning her sorrows in a sea of emotions and alcohol. Tears glistened in her eyes as the weight of a recent breakup pressed heavily on her heart. Unbeknownst to her, Hyunjin, a friend who had long harbored feelings, observed her distress from across the room.

Concern etched on his face, Hyunjin approached Y/N, quietly sliding into the seat next to her. "Y/N, are you okay?" he asked softly, genuine worry in his eyes.

Y/N sniffled, her voice shaky. "I... I don't know, Hyunjin. It just hurts."

Hyunjin reached out, gently placing a hand on her shoulder. "You don't have to go through this alone. I'm here for you," he reassured.

As the night progressed, Hyunjin listened attentively to Y/N's heartache, offering comfort and support. With each shared moment, an unspoken connection between them deepened. Eventually, Hyunjin mustered the courage to confess his feelings.

"Y/N, I've been by your side because... because I care about you more than just a friend," he confessed, his eyes earnestly searching hers.

Y/N, still teary-eyed, looked at him with surprise. "Hyunjin, I didn't realize..."

He interrupted gently, "I know I might not be worth your tears, but I can't stand seeing you hurt. And, well, I've been wanting to tell you... I love you."

Y/N's expression shifted, processing his words. Hyunjin reached up, brushing away a tear from her cheek. His thumb lingered, and with a soft smile, he leaned in, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead.

In that moment, the bar faded away, leaving only Hyunjin and Y/N in their shared vulnerability. The warmth of his affection began to heal the wounds left by heartbreak. And as they embraced, a new chapter unfolded – a story of solace, confessions, and the promise of a love that bloomed from the shadows of sorrow.

Jisung:

Y/N sat alone in the corner of the quaint cafe, her thoughts tangled like the steam rising from her untouched cup of coffee. The news of her recent breakup lingered heavily in the air, casting a shadow over the once vibrant place. Fingers nervously traced the rim of the mug as she hesitated, then finally decided to reach for her phone.

With a shaky breath, she dialed Jisung's number, the familiarity of his name offering a semblance of comfort. The phone rang, each tone echoing the uncertainty in her heart, until he answered with a concerned tone. "Hello?"

"Jisung," Y/N's voice trembled, barely above a whisper. "I need you... Can you come pick me up?"

Without hesitation, Jisung assured her that he'd be right there. Moments later, his car pulled up outside the cafe, and Y/N hurriedly made her way to the curb, her eyes red from unshed tears. The warmth of the car offered a stark contrast to the cold reality she faced.

As they drove in silence, Jisung glanced at her, concern etched across his face. "You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to," he offered, his voice gentle.

Tears welled up in Y/N's eyes, and she couldn't hold back the pain any longer. She poured out her heart to Jisung, recounting the shattered pieces of her relationship. He listened attentively, providing a comforting presence as the car navigated the city streets.

Once they reached a quiet spot, Jisung parked the car and turned to Y/N. "You're worth more than the tears you're shedding," he said softly, reaching out to wipe away her tears. "And I want you to know, I've been here for you all along."

His words, like a lifeline, pulled Y/N back from the edge of despair. She looked into Jisung's eyes, finding solace and understanding. It was then that Jisung took a deep breath, his own vulnerability surfacing.

"Y/N, I can't stand seeing you like this. And maybe it's not the right time, but I can't keep it to myself anymore. I care about you, more than just a friend," he confessed, his gaze unwavering.

Y/N's heart skipped a beat, processing the depth of his feelings. She felt a mix of emotions, but amidst the pain, there was a glimmer of hope. Jisung continued, "I know I'm not worth those tears, but I want to be the one who wipes them away. Will you let me be there for you?"

In that vulnerable moment, Y/N found unexpected comfort in Jisung's presence. She nodded, a small smile breaking through the sadness. As the night unfolded, the two friends-turned-potential-lovers navigated the complexities of healing and newfound emotions, drawing strength from each other.

Felix:

Y/N and Felix stood in the dimly lit room, their voices rising in an argument that echoed the underlying tension between them.

"Why do you act like we're still friends, Felix? We never spend any time together anymore!" Y/N's frustration spilled out in her words.

Felix, struggling to find the right response, sighed heavily. "Y/N, I've been busy, you know that. It's not like I'm intentionally avoiding you."

Tears welled up in Y/N's eyes, and her voice trembled. "Maybe I needed you, Felix. Maybe I needed a friend when I went through the toughest time in my life."

Felix's expression softened as he realized the depth of Y/N's pain. "What happened? Why didn't you tell me?"

Y/N hesitated, then confessed, "I... I just went through a breakup. It's been hard, and I thought you'd be there for me."

Felix's eyes widened with understanding, and he took a step closer to Y/N. "I had no idea. I'm so sorry."

Tears streamed down Y/N's face, and Felix gently wiped them away with his thumb. "You don't deserve these tears," he whispered, his voice filled with sincerity.

Their argument dissolved into a quiet moment of vulnerability, and Felix spoke again. "I care about you, Y/N. More than just a friend."

Y/N looked up at him, her eyes searching for sincerity. "Felix, I can't handle anything more right now. I'm a mess."

Felix cupped her face in his hands, wiping away more tears. "You're not a mess, Y/N. And I'm not worth your tears. But I can be here for you. Let me be the friend you need, and maybe, when you're ready, we can figure out what comes next."

Their eyes locked, and in that fragile moment, Felix leaned in and gently kissed away the remaining tears, a silent promise of support and understanding.

Seungmin:

Y/N and Seungmin settled in for a cozy movie night, surrounded by dim lights and the comforting scent of popcorn. As the film unfolded on the screen, their laughter and whispered comments filled the room. The atmosphere was light, and the bond between them grew stronger with each passing moment.

Midway through the movie, Y/N's phone buzzed, disrupting the carefree ambiance. She hesitated before checking the message, her expression turning solemn as she read the words that shattered her world – her boyfriend had ended their relationship.

Trying to conceal her emotions, Y/N excused herself to the balcony, seeking solace in the cool night air. Seungmin followed, his concern evident as he approached her.

"Hey, what happened?" he asked gently, a genuine worry in his eyes.

Tears welled up in Y/N's eyes, and she couldn't hold back the emotions any longer. Seungmin pulled her into a comforting embrace, offering silent support as she navigated through the heartbreak.

"He's not worth your tears," Seungmin whispered, his voice soothing. "You deserve someone who sees your worth."

Y/N appreciated the comfort but remained silent, processing the unexpected turn of events. Seungmin cupped her face, lifting it gently to meet his gaze.

"Y/N, I've been meaning to tell you something," he confessed, his sincerity cutting through the night air. "I care about you more than I can put into words. I know I might not be the perfect guy, but I can't stand seeing you hurt like this."

Y/N looked at him, her eyes searching for any sign of insincerity. Seungmin wiped away her tears, his touch gentle yet decisive.

"You deserve someone who appreciates the incredible person you are," he continued, his thumb brushing away the last remnants of her tears. "And, if you'll allow me, I'd like to be that person for you."

His words hung in the air, and Y/N felt a mix of emotions. The warmth of Seungmin's sincerity enveloped her, and she found solace in the unexpected comfort he offered. As the night unfolded, their connection deepened, transcending the confines of friendship.

In the midst of heartache, a new chapter began – one where Y/N and Seungmin navigated the complexities of love, discovering that sometimes, the right person had been there all along.

Jeongin:

In the quiet stillness of the night, Y/N and Jeongin found themselves wrapped in the warmth of a cozy sleepover. The room, dimly lit by a soft bedside lamp, held an air of tranquility. As the minutes ticked away, the world outside faded into hushed whispers.

Amidst the calm, Jeongin lay peacefully asleep, unaware of the storm brewing in Y/N's heart. The moon cast a gentle glow upon her tear-stained face as she grappled with the raw ache of a recent breakup. Her sobs, muffled by the darkness, seemed almost imperceptible.

However, Jeongin's sensitive soul caught the subtle tremors of distress. Stirring from his slumber, he blinked away the remnants of dreams, his eyes focusing on the silhouette of his friend. Concern etched across his face, he gently reached out to wake her.

"Y/N?" he whispered, his voice a tender murmur cutting through the silence. As her tear-filled eyes met his, Jeongin instinctively pulled her into a comforting embrace. "What happened?" he asked softly.

Y/N hesitated before pouring out her heart, recounting the painful details of her breakup. Jeongin listened attentively, offering solace with every comforting word. "You deserve so much better," he assured her, his voice a soothing balm to her wounded spirit.

As he wiped away her tears, Jeongin gazed into her eyes with an intensity that transcended the dimly lit room. "You're worth more than any tears, Y/N. You're strong, beautiful, and you deserve someone who sees your worth," he confessed, his sincerity echoing in the quietude of the night.

Cradling her face gently, Jeongin pressed a tender kiss to her forehead, a silent promise of unwavering support. "And if you let me, I'd be that someone for you," he admitted, his heart laid bare in the vulnerability of the moment.

Y/N, touched by his genuine care, felt a flicker of hope amidst the heartache. In the stillness of the night, two souls found solace and a connection that transcended the pain of the past. And as the moon continued its silent vigil, Y/N and Jeongin discovered the fragile beauty of healing hearts entwined in the quietude of a shared moment.

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✰ Unbroken Bonds ✰

Parings: |Minho x Reader|

Genre: Romance and Angst

Summary: Childhood friends Y/N and Minho reunite as adults after life's challenges. Despite Minho's initial guarded demeanor, their enduring bond prevails

Words: 2.2k

Y/N was only five and she had moved multiple times so when her parents had told her to pack up her things and bid farewell to their old apartment, she did so without much hesitation. The city streets were bustling with life as her parents drove her to their new home.

Tall buildings towered above, casting long shadows upon the crowded sidewalks. Y/N peered out of the car window, her eyes wide with wonder at the city she now called home.

They came to a stop in front of a small, yet cozy apartment building. Y/N eagerly stepped out of the car, her tiny hand clutching a beloved stuffed toy tightly. As they made their way up the stairs, she couldn't help but notice the noise coming from the adjacent apartment. It was a symphony of laughter and playfulness that instantly caught her attention.

Curiosity piqued, Y/N found herself drawn towards the source of the joyous commotion. She peeked through the gap between the curtains and saw Minho, a boy of her age with sparkling eyes and an infectious smile. He was surrounded by a group of children, engaging them in imaginative games and adventures.

Y/N watched from afar, captivated by Minho's carefree spirit as he fiercely protected his friends from imaginary monsters and held their hands whenever they stumbled. There was something about him that made her feel safe, even from outside the walls of their shared backyard.

Days turned into weeks,and weeks turned into months as Y/N and Minho's friendship grew stronger. They became inseparable, spending countless hours exploring the city streets together, their laughter echoing through the narrow alleyways.

Minho was always by Y/N's side, ready to shield her from any perceived danger, always the protector.

As they grew older, however, life began to take its toll on both of them. Y/N's family faced financial hardships, forcing them to move away once again. The news of their departure hit Minho hard, his heart heavy with sadness. He couldn't imagine life without his best friend by his side.

Years passed, and Y/N returned to the city as a young adult, filled with a sense of nostalgia and hope. She walked the familiar streets, reminiscing about the memories she shared with Minho. Lost in her thoughts, she suddenly bumped into someone, nearly stumbling over her own feet.

Looking up in surprise, she found herself staring into a pair of eyes that were far from the caring boy she once knew. Minho's gaze was cold and distant, his once vibrant smile replaced by a permanent frown etched upon his face. The years had not been kind to him. "Y/N," he muttered coldly, as if the name held no significance to him anymore.

Y/N's heart sank at the sight of Minho's changed demeanor. The warmth and kindness she had come to expect from him were nowhere to be found. It was as if a wall had been erected between them, blocking any semblance of their childhood friendship.

"Minho," Y/N murmured, the name slipping out of her lips as a whisper. She took a step back, unsure of how to react to this unfamiliar version of her once dear friend. They stood there in silence, the weight of the years separating them palpable in the air.

Finally finding her voice, Y/N mustered up the courage to speak. "It's been so long. How have you been?" Minho's gaze hardened even more, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Does it matter?" he replied curtly, his voice laced with bitterness. Y/N felt a pang of sadness deep within her chest.

She had hoped that their reunion would bring back the carefree days they had shared as children, but it seemed that Minho had become jaded by life's hardships. "I...I just thought...we used to be so close," Y/N stammered, struggling to find the right words.

"I missed you." A flicker of emotion passed through Minho's eyes, his defenses momentarily slipping. But just as quickly as it came, it vanished, replaced by a stoic expression. "Things change, Y/N. People change," he replied, his voice devoid of any trace of the affection she once knew.

Y/N couldn't help but feel a surge of disappointment. How could someone she had shared so many memories with become so cold and distant? She had held onto the hope that their bond would survive the test of time, but now it seemed like an impossible dream.

As the awkward silence stretched between them, Y/N's mind wandered back to their childhood. She remembered Minho as the boy who would protect her from the world, always there to lend a helping hand or wipe away her tears. He was her constant companion, her confidant, and her rock.

But now, standing before her was a different person. The boy she once knew had been replaced by a guarded man who seemed to have built impenetrable walls around his heart. Y/N couldn't help but wonder what had changed him so drastically.

"I'm sorry," Minho finally spoke, his voice tinged with a hint of regret. "I'm not the person you remember." Y/N felt a pang of sympathy for him, realizing that whatever he had gone through must have been immensely difficult.

Yet, she couldn't shake off the feelingthat this was not just a result of life's hardships. There was something more, something deeper that had transformed Minho into this cold, distant version of himself.

Unable to contain her curiosity any longer, Y/N mustered up the courage to ask, "What happened to you, Minho? What made you change so much?"

Minho hesitated for a moment, his eyes flickering with a mix of emotions. "Life happened, Y/N," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper. "I realized that protecting you from the world meant exposing myself to all its harsh realities. And somewhere along the way, I lost sight of who I was."

Y/N's heart sank at his words. She had always admired Minho's unwavering strength and determination. To think that he had grown weary and lost himself in the process was heartbreaking. She wanted to reach out and remind him of the incredible person he used to be.

"Minho," she said softly, taking a step closer to him. "You don't have to carry the weight of the world on your shoulders. Sometimes, it's okay to let others in and share our burdens."

He looked at her, his gaze searching for something she couldn't quite decipher. "I thought I was protecting you," he admitted, his voice filled with regret and longing.

"I didn't want you to see the ugliness of the world, to experience the pain and heartbreak that I had encountered. But in doing so, I pushed you away."

Y/N placed a gentle hand on his arm, offering him a comforting touch. "Minho, I understand why you did what you did. But I want you to know that you don't have to protect me anymore. We're not children anymore, we're adults. And as adults, we can face the world together."

He looked at her, his eyes softening with a mix of vulnerability and hope. "Do you really mean that? Even after all these years?"

Y/N smiled warmly, her heart swelling with renewed affection for her childhood friend. "Yes, Minho. I mean every word."

And in that moment, the weight of their past seemed to fade away, replaced by a newfound connection that was stronger than ever before. Y/N realized that people change, but sometimes they just need a gentle reminder of who they once were.

In the days that followed, Y/N and Minho spent countless hours catching up on lost time. They laughed, they cried, and they reminisced about their shared memories from childhood. Through their conversations and shared experiences, Minho slowly began to shed the layer of coldness he

had enveloped himself in. Y/N could see glimpses of the caring and protective boy she had known growing up, and it filled her with a sense of happiness she hadn't felt in years.

As their bond deepened, Y/N learned about the trials and tribulations that had caused Minho to retreat from the world. He had faced adversity after adversity, each one chipping away at his spirit. But Y/N admired his resilience, his ability to keep going even when everything seemed hopeless.

One evening, as they sat on the rooftop under a sky ablaze with stars, Minho turned to Y/N, his eyes shimmering with an intensity she had never seen before. "Y/N," he began, his voice steady but filled with emotion. "I need to tell you something."

Her heart skipped a beat as she waited for him to continue. She knew that whatever he was about to say would be significant, perhaps even life-changing.

"I've loved you since we were children," he confessed, his words hanging in the air between them. "You were always this bright light in my life, a constant source of happiness and comfort. And now that we've reconnected, I realize that my feelings for you have only grown stronger."

Y/N's breath caught in her throat, her pulse racing with anticipation. Thiswas a moment she had dreamed about, but never truly expected to happen.

She had always cherished their friendship, never imagining that it could blossom into something more. But now, as she looked into Minho's eyes, she saw the vulnerability and sincerity in his gaze.

The world around them seemed to fade away as Y/N mustered the courage to respond. "Minho," she whispered, her voice barely audible amidst the quiet night. "You've always been there for me, protecting me from the world.”

Her words hung in the air, carrying with them the weight of every memory they had shared. Minho searched her face, his expression a mix of hope and apprehension. Would she feel the same way?

Y/N took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest. She reached out and gently placed her hand on top of Minho's, intertwining their fingers. "Minho," she began, her voice filled with sincerity and affection.

"You've always been my rock, my constant source of strength. And I want you to know that I've cherished every moment we've shared together."

A flood of emotions washed over Minho's face as he absorbed Y/N's words. For so long, he had believed that his love for her was one-sided, that she had moved on and found happiness elsewhere. But now, in this moment, he realized that perhaps his love had never waned, but had only grown stronger.

"You don't know how much those words mean to me," Minho whispered, his voice tinged with a mix of gratitude and vulnerability. "I've tried to move on, to forget about my feelings for you. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't escape the truth: that I still love you."

promised, her voice filled with unwavering strength. "No matter what challenges lie ahead, we'll face them together, hand in hand."

Minho's heart swelled with gratitude. He had spent years convincing himself that his love for Y/N was nothing more than a futile fantasy, yet here she was, standing before him, affirming her feelings for him.

A sense of liberation washed over him, freeing him from the shackles of doubt and fear that had held him captive for far too long.

With newfound courage coursing through his veins, Minho took a step back, never breaking eye contact with Y/N. He reached out and gently took her hand in his, intertwining their fingers together. It was a simple gesture, but it spoke volumes of their unbreakable connection.

Together, they faced the world. They faced the doubts and judgment that would inevitably come their way. But they were armed with a love that was unyielding, fortified by years of unspoken affection and shared dreams.

They knew that the path they had chosen wouldn't be easy, but they were determined to traverse it together.

Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months as Minho and Y/N embarked on their journey hand in hand. Their love amplified with each passing moment, creating an unbreakable bond that would withstand any storm that came their way.

They faced obstacles and challenges, but they always found solace in each other's arms, drawing strength from the unwavering support they provided.

Minho's once heavy heart was now lightened by the love he shared with Y/N. He no longer carried the weight of the world on his shoulders alone; instead, they carried it together, sharing the burdens and celebrating the joys that came their way.

Slowly but surely, Minho reclaimed the pieces of himself that he had lost along the way. With Y/N's love and encouragement, he rediscovered his passion for life and pursued his dreams with newfound determination. The world was no longer a place to be feared; it was a place to conquer alongside the person who meant everything to him.

Their love story unfolded like a beautifully written novel, filled with laughter, tears, and countless moments of pure bliss. They created memories that would forever be etched in their hearts, embarking on adventures and experiencing the world through each other's eyes.

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-Hybrid love

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Chan the wolf hybrid and Y/N, shared a cozy apartment on the outskirts of town. One lazy Sunday afternoon, they found themselves nestled on the couch, bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun. Y/N absentmindedly scratched behind Chan's ears as he lounged contentedly.

Chan's ears twitched with pleasure, and he let out a low, rumbling purr. "You've got the magic touch, Y/N," he teased, nuzzling closer.

Y/N chuckled, their fingers weaving through Chan's thick fur. "Just returning the favor for all those times you've chased away my worries."

Chan's golden eyes sparkled with affection. "Well, you're my favorite human. It's the least I can do." He pressed his snout against Y/N's cheek, his warm breath sending shivers down their spine.

As the evening unfolded, the two shared stories, laughter, and tender moments. The apartment resonated with the soothing sounds of their companionship. The air buzzed with an unspoken connection between human and hybrid.

"You know," Chan began, his voice soft, "I never imagined I'd find someone who accepts both the human and wolf in me."

Y/N smiled, gazing into Chan's eyes. "Love knows no bounds, Chan. And I love all of you, human and wolf."

Chan leaned in, capturing Y/N's lips in a gentle kiss. Their embrace spoke volumes, a language beyond words. In that quiet apartment, the love between Y/N and Chan echoed, a melody of acceptance and understanding that transcended the ordinary.

And so, they continued their evening, wrapped in the warmth of each other's presence, a tale of love written in the quiet moments shared on a simple couch in a wolf hybrid's den.

Minho, the cat hybrid, patiently sat on the windowsill, his feline ears perked up as he gazed outside, eagerly awaiting Y/N's return. The room was bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun, casting a soft light on Minho's sleek, fur-covered form. His tail swayed back and forth, a sign of his restlessness.

As the door creaked open, Minho's vibrant eyes lit up. Y/N entered, and Minho gracefully leaped down, transforming into his human-cat hybrid self. "Welcome home, Y/N," he purred, a gentle smile playing on his lips. Y/N chuckled, setting down her bag.

"I missed you, Minho," she said, reaching out to stroke his cat ears. Minho nuzzled against her hand, savoring the affection. "I've been waiting for you," he confessed, his eyes expressing a mix of longing and delight.

Y/N laughed, "Well, I'm here now. What were you up to?" Minho guided her to the cozy living room, where a subtle aroma of home-cooked food lingered. "I thought we could have a quiet evening together," he suggested, his tail swishing with anticipation.

As they settled on the couch, Minho initiated a tender kiss. "I can't resist your warmth," he murmured. Y/N smiled against his lips, "I can't resist you either, especially in your adorable cat form." They exchanged playful banter, their laughter filling the room.

Throughout the evening, Minho and Y/N shared stories, dreams, and the simple joy of being together. The bond between them was not just human, but an intricate dance of love that transcended boundaries. As the night deepened, Minho curled up beside Y/N, his hybrid form a comforting presence.

In the quiet moments before sleep, Minho whispered, "You make every day feel like a purr-fect adventure." Y/N snuggled closer, "And you turn my ordinary days into extraordinary ones."

And so, in the soft glow of moonlight, Y/N and her cat hybrid Minho embraced the magic of their love, creating a story that unfolded with each shared moment.

Changbin and Y/N found solace in the gentle rhythms of each other's presence in the quietude of their shared haven. The room, adorned with soft hues and the subtle glow of fairy lights, became a sanctuary for their shared moments. On this particular evening, a tender desire for closeness lingered in the air.

Changbin, a bunny hybrid with expressive eyes and velvety ears, had an endearing penchant for cuddles. Y/N, understanding his unspoken longing, welcomed him into their cozy bedroom. As the moon cast a soft glow through the curtains, Changbin transformed into his bunny form, a testament to the unique nature of their connection.

Wordlessly, Changbin hopped onto the bed, his fluffy white fur contrasting with the warmth of Y/N's comforter. His eyes spoke volumes, conveying a silent plea for the intimacy only they shared. Y/N smiled, recognizing the unspoken dialogue between them.

"Hey there, Changbin," she whispered, her voice a soothing melody in the tranquil room. She opened her arms, inviting him into the embrace he sought. Changbin responded with a contented thump of his bunny tail, snuggling against her.

Their conversation continued in soft touches and quiet sighs. Y/N traced patterns on Changbin's soft fur, and he reciprocated with nuzzles and delicate hops. Though he couldn't articulate his feelings in words, the warmth exchanged between them spoke louder than any dialogue could.

As they lay together, the world outside their sanctuary faded away. The room echoed with the heartbeat of their connection, a love transcending the need for spoken words. Y/N whispered sweet nothings, sharing dreams and secrets only meant for Changbin's attentive bunny ears.

In the silent symphony of their shared moments, Y/N realized that love, in its purest form, didn't always require words. Sometimes, it unfolded in the quiet spaces between heartbeats and the unspoken language of two souls intertwined.

Hyunjin and Y/N trudged through the rain-soaked streets, their laughter drowned by the rhythmic patter of raindrops on umbrellas. As they approached their cozy apartment, Hyunjin, with his ferret ears slightly drooping, grinned at Y/N.

"Who knew ferret hybrids and rain don't mix so well?" he teased, shaking water from his fur.

Y/N chuckled, "Well, at least you're not afraid to get wet. It's refreshing!"

They entered their warm haven, clothes clinging to them like a second skin. Hyunjin transformed into his human form, his wet hair framing his face as he shot Y/N a playful look. "I guess I'll need a towel, or two."

As they dried off, their playful banter filled the air, creating a cozy atmosphere. Y/N wrapped a towel around Hyunjin's shoulders, her eyes sparkling. "You make being drenched look charming."

He pulled her into a hug, raindrops still glistening in his hair. "You're the one who brings sunshine into the rainiest days."

Settling on the couch, they shared stories and dreams, surrounded by the comforting scent of wet earth lingering in the air. The rain continued to tap on the window, a soothing melody as they enjoyed each other's company.

In the glow of the living room, Hyunjin's ferret traits peeked through as he playfully nibbled on a snack. Y/N couldn't help but smile at his adorable antics, realizing how lucky she was to share her life with someone so uniquely charming.

As the night unfolded, they watched the rain subside, leaving behind a world washed clean. Y/N looked at Hyunjin, feeling a warmth that surpassed the chill of the rain they'd encountered. In that moment, their connection seemed as eternal as the rhythmic dance of droplets on the window pane.

Jisung an endearing squirrel hybrid and his girlfriend Y/N, shared their daily lives. Jisung had a peculiar habit – he couldn't resist hoarding food. His secret stash was hidden away in various corners of their apartment, waiting to be discovered.

One Day , while Jisung was out running errands, Y/N stumbled upon a small cache of nuts and seeds tucked away in a corner of the kitchen cupboard. A mischievous grin formed on her face as she concocted a playful plan to tease her squirrel-like companion.

When Jisung returned, Y/N pretended not to notice anything unusual. As they lounged on the couch, she casually brought up the topic of favorite snacks. "You know, Jisung, I've been craving some nuts lately. Have you seen any around here?" she inquired, feigning innocence.

Jisung's ears perked up, a telltale sign of his hybrid nature showing through. He hesitated before replying, "Um, I don't think we have any, babe. Why do you ask?"

Y/N, unable to contain her amusement, decided to play along. "Oh, no reason. I just thought it would be nice to snack on something crunchy. Maybe I'll find a hidden treasure somewhere," she said with a mischievous twinkle in her eye.

Jisung shifted uncomfortably, sensing that Y/N might be onto his secret stash. Trying to divert her attention, he suggested making a grocery run together. Little did he know, Y/N was determined to uncover his hidden hoard.

As the days went by, Y/N continued her playful quest, leaving subtle hints about her discovery. She would drop playful remarks about "nutty surprises" and "hidden treasures," keeping Jisung on his toes. The apartment became a playful battleground of wits and laughter.

One evening, as they prepared dinner together, Y/N decided to unveil her findings. With a triumphant smile, she opened the cupboard, revealing the assortment of nuts and seeds she had discovered. Jisung's cheeks flushed, caught in the act, yet he couldn't help but chuckle at. Y/N's persistence.

Caught between embarrassment and amusement, Jisung finally admitted defeat. "Okay, okay, you got me. I can't resist stashing away snacks. It's in my hybrid nature," he confessed, his fluffy squirrel tail twitching nervously.

Y/N burst into laughter, playfully teasing Jisung for his adorable quirks. From that day forward, their apartment became a place filled with shared laughter, playful banter, and a newfound understanding of each other's unique traits. And so, the tale of Y/N and her squirrel hybrid boyfriend continued, sprinkled with love, laughter, and the occasional hidden snack waiting to be discovered.

Felix laid on their bed while Y/N delicately brushed her fingers through Felix's soft, white cat ears as they lay nestled in the moonlit cocoon of their bedroom. The room was filled with a soothing symphony of night sounds, creating a tranquil backdrop for their intimate moments.

Felix, the cat hybrid, purred contentedly, his eyes half-lidded with pleasure as he enjoyed Y/N's gentle touch. "You spoil me with your affection," he purred, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Y/N chuckled softly, continuing to run her fingers through his furry ears. "Well, you're my special someone, Felix. It's only fair," she replied, her voice a soft melody in the night.

As Y/N continued brushing, Felix couldn't resist a playful tease. "You know, you're almost as good as a professional groomer. I might have to start paying you for your services."

She laughed, "I'll accept payment in cuddles and kisses, thank you very much."

Felix grinned, a feline twinkle in his eyes, and suddenly shifted to a more mischievous mood. He nuzzled Y/N's cheek, his whiskers tickling her. "Or maybe," he whispered, "I should be the one pampering you tonight."

Y/N raised an eyebrow, curious. "Oh, really? And how do you plan to do that?"

With a swift movement, Felix leaned in, placing playful kisses all over her face. "Like this," he mused between kisses. "Pampering you with affection and stealing kisses under the moonlight."

Their laughter intertwined with the night, creating a tapestry of shared joy and warmth. The room, wrapped in the gentle glow of the moon, witnessed the playful dance of two souls deeply in love, where the mundane became extraordinary in the soft whispers and shared laughter of the night.

Seungmin was a charming golden retriever hybrid with a personality as warm as his furry coat. Their days were filled with laughter, playfulness, and, of course, Seungmin's occasional barking, which added a touch of surprise to the routine. Y/N couldn't help but tease him whenever someone knocked on the door.

Seungmin and Y/N found themselves cozied up on the couch. A knock echoed through the apartment, prompting Seungmin's ears to perk up, a canine instinct taking over.

Y/N chuckled, "Who's that, Seungmin? Ready to defend our territory?"

Seungmin grinned, a playful glint in his eyes, "I can't help it, you know. It's in my genes."

Y/N leaned in, planting a soft kiss on Seungmin's nose, "Well, I wouldn't have it any other way, my lovable boyfriend ."

The door opened, revealing a friend who was met with Seungmin's friendly bark. Y/N couldn't resist teasing, "Looks like someone's on guard duty again."

Seungmin chuckled, "I can't help it," he repeated, earning him another gentle kiss from Y/N.

As the night unfolded, their apartment echoed with laughter, barking, and the unmistakable sound of love. Y/N cherished every moment with Seungmin, appreciating the unique blend of human and canine qualities that made their relationship truly special.

Jeongin, a fennec fox hybrid, brought an abundance of energy and whimsy into their lives.

One lazy Sunday afternoon, sunlight streamed through the windows, casting a warm glow on the apartment's mismatched furniture. Y/N sat on the couch, engrossed in a novel, when the air suddenly filled with the sound of tiny paws and the soft jingling of a collar. In a flash, Jeongin bounded into the room, his fox form a blur of russet fur and oversized ears.

"Jeongin, you're a whirlwind today," Y/N chuckled as the lively hybrid zipped around the apartment, knocking over a cushion in his exuberance. With a mischievous twinkle in his fox eyes, he skidded to a stop in front of Y/N.

Suddenly, the room was enveloped in a soft, golden glow, and Jeongin transformed into his hybrid form. His fox features blended seamlessly with human traits, creating a charming and unique visage. Jeongin grinned, his fox-like tail swaying behind him.

"Hey, Y/N! What's cookin'?" Jeongin asked with a playful grin, his energy now channeled into the mischievous glint in his eyes.

Y/N couldn't help but laugh, setting aside her book. "Not much, just enjoying a quiet day. What about you, Mr. Fennec Fox?"

Jeongin plopped down beside her, wrapping his arms around her. "I've got energy to spare, and you're my favorite source of fun." He nuzzled her cheek, his hybrid features softening as he planted a sweet kiss on her lips.

As they shared a tender moment, Y/N couldn't help but marvel at the uniqueness of their love. Jeongin, with his dual nature, brought a sense of enchantment and joy into their everyday lives. Together, they navigated the ordinary and the extraordinary, creating a love story as extraordinary as Jeongin himself.

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-Chapstick Kisses

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Paring: Jisung x Reader

Y/N sat on the couch, her attention drawn to Jisung as he casually applied chapstick, the soft click of the cap echoing in the room. Their cozy apartment was bathed in warm evening light, creating a tranquil atmosphere. She couldn't help but observe, a smile playing on her lips.

Jisung noticed her gaze and chuckled, "What's so fascinating about chapstick, love?"

Y/N grinned, teasingly replying, "I'm just marveling at your lip care routine, babe. Very impressive." He rolled his eyes playfully, "You're easily amused."

Leaning in, Jisung brushed his lips against hers, a subtle sweetness lingering from the chapstick. Y/N chuckled, "Well, maybe I'm easily amused, but I do appreciate a man with soft lips."He smirked, "Glad to know my lip care routine meets your standards."

Y/N laughed, her fingers lightly tracing Jisung's jawline. "More than meets my standards," she whispered, her voice filled with affection. She leaned in to kiss him again, savoring the taste of the chapstick on his lips.

As they pulled apart, Y/N noticed a mischievous glint in Jisung's eyes. "You know," he said, his voice low and suggestive, "there's more where that came from."

She raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Oh really? And what might that be?"

Jisung smirked and reached into the pocket of his jeans, retrieving a small tube of scented lip balm. He held it up, a teasing smile playing on his lips. "Lavender," he said, emphasizing the scent with a twinkle in his eye.

Y/N laughed, her heart fluttering at the sight before her. She loved these moments of playful intimacy with Jisung, where their connection was strong and their laughter echoed throughout the room.

Without hesitating, she took the lip balm from his hand and applied a generous amount onto her own lips. The soothing scent of lavender filled the air as she moved closer to Jisung, their faces inches apart.

In a gentle motion, Y/N traced her lavender-scented lips over Jisung's, savoring the blend of

floral fragrance and the taste of his chapstick. The sensation was intoxicating, a delicate dance of lips and mingling scents that sent a shiver down Y/N's spine.

Jisung responded eagerly, his hands finding their way to the small of Y/N's back, pulling her closer. Their kiss deepened, each moment filled with a growing desire that had been ignited by the simple act of applying lip balm.

As they explored each other's lips, their bodies pressed against one another, the world around them faded into the background. The evening light cast a warm glow over their entwined forms, heightening the intensity of their connection.

Y/N's fingers tangled in Jisung's hair, pulling him impossibly closer as she lost herself in the taste and scent of lavender. Their kisses became more urgent, fueled by a hunger that could only be sated by each other's presence.

Time seemed to stand still as they continued their passionate embrace, cherishing every second they spent locked in this intimate exchange. It was as if the whole universe had conspired to bring them together in this moment of pure bliss.

Eventually, their lips reluctantly parted, leaving them both breathless and craving more. Y/N rested her forehead against Jisung's, catching her breath as she gazed into his eyes. There was an unspoken understanding between them, a silent promise of a love that went beyond mere physical desire.

Their lips tingling with the lingering taste of lavender and chapstick, Y/N felt a sense of contentment wash over her. In this cozy apartment, bathed in warm evening light, she knew she had found her safe haven, her sanctuary in Jisung's arms.

Jisung smiled softly, his eyes filled with adoration as he brushed his thumb across Y/N's cheek. "You know," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper, "no matter how many chapsticks or lip balms I use, none of them can compare to the sweetness of your kisses."

Y/N's heart swelled with affection at his words, her own smile mirroring his. "And no amount of lavender-scented lip balm can compare to the intoxicating scent and taste of you," she replied, her voice filled with love.

They remained entwined on the couch, their bodies leaning into one another as they reveled in the comfort of their embrace. The world outside their apartment became insignificant as they basked in the warmth of their love for each other.

In that moment, Y/N realized that their connection went far deeper than the surface level intimacy they had just shared.

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-Frozen latte whispers

Words: 1.4k

Paring: Jeongin x Reader

Bells jingled as Y/N pushed open the door to the cozy coffee shop, her cheeks already rosy from the cold winter air. She couldn't help but smile at the sight of Jeongin, the talented barista she had been secretly crushing on for months, deftly working behind the counter. The rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee enveloped her senses, mingling with the warm scent of pastries and cinnamon. The gentle murmur of customers chatting and the soft strains of indie music added to the welcoming ambiance of the shop. Y/N's heart skipped a beat as she approached the counter, butterflies fluttering in her stomach as she ordered her usual drink from Jeongin, his bright eyes meeting hers with a shy smile.

It was moments like these that made her grateful for this small, hidden gem of a coffee shop and all the warmth and comfort it brought her on cold days like this one.As Y/N watched Jeongin prepare her coffee, a feeling of anticipation washed over her. She had grown accustomed to these small moments, cherishing the stolen glances and fleeting exchanges they shared. But today, something felt different. The way Jeongin's gaze lingered a little longer, the way his hand brushed lightly against hers as he handed her the warm cup—it all sent a rush of electricity through her veins.

"Thanks," she whispered, her voice barely audible amidst the ambient noise of the cafe. Jeongin's smile widened as he replied, "My pleasure."

Y/N took a seat at a small table near the window, carefully cradling her cup of coffee in her hands. She watched as Jeongin moved effortlessly between customers, his every movement revealing a sense of purpose and passion for his craft. It was intoxicating to witness his devotion to something as simple as making coffee.

As Y/N took a sip, the rich flavors danced on her tongue, warming her from the inside out. She couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to taste more than just the coffee he made. The mere thought made a blush creep up her neck.

Lost in her daydreams, Y/N didn't notice Jeongin approach her table until he cleared his throat gently. Startled, she looked up, meeting his gaze with surprise and curiosity.

“I’m actually on my break right now ," Jeongin said, his voice soft and inviting. Y/N felt her heart skip a beat at the sight of him standing so close, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. "Would you mind if I sat with you for a moment?"

Y/N's breath caught in her throat as she nodded, unable to form any words. Jeongin took the seat across from her, his presence filling the small space between them with a delicious tension. The coffee shop seemed to fade into the background, leaving only the two of them in their own little world.

A comfortable silence settled over them, broken only by the soft hum of conversation around them. Y/N's gaze wandered over Jeongin's features, tracing the outline of his lips, the curve of his jaw, and the way his hair fell effortlessly over his forehead. She had admired him from afar for so long, but now that he was sitting right in front of her, it was almost too much to handle.

Jeongin cleared his throat again, breaking through Y/N's thoughts. "I've noticed you coming here quite often," he said, his voice tinged with curiosity. "I always wondered what brings you back."

A shy smile curved Y/N's lips as she leaned forward slightly. "Well," she began, her voice low and velvety,"this place has a certain charm that keeps me coming back. And maybe, just maybe, it's because I hoped to run into someone like you." Her words hung in the air, charged with hidden meaning.

Jeongin's eyes widened, his lips parting slightly in surprise. The atmosphere between them shifted, crackling with an electric energy.He leaned in closer, his voice barely a whisper. "Someone like me?" he repeated, his eyes searching hers for confirmation.Y/N nodded, her heart pounding in her chest. "Someone talented, passionate, and incredibly charming," she replied, her voice barely audible.

"Someone who makes the best damn coffee in town and steals my breath away every time I see them." Her words hung in the air, heavy with desire and longing.

Jeongin's breath hitched at Y/N's confession, his pulse quickening with a mix of surprise and elation. The intensity in her eyes told him that this wasn't just a passing fling or a casual crush. There was something deeper, something more profound brewing between them, like the perfect blend of coffee waiting to be savored.

A playful glimmer danced in Jeongin's eyes as he leaned even closer, his voice filled with a newfound confidence. "Well, I must admit, I've noticed you too," he admitted, his voice laced with a hint of mischief. "Your smile lights up the room, and your presence brings this place to life."

Y/N's heart fluttered at his words, a blush creeping up her cheeks as she looked down at her clasped hands. This was more than she had ever hoped for—a chance to connect on a deeper level with the person who made her heart skip a beat with every interaction.

Jeongin reached across the small table, gently taking Y/N's hand into his own. His touch sent tingles up her arm, spreading warmth through her entire being. Their fingers intertwined, fitting together like puzzle pieces—two souls finally finding their perfect match.

As their gazes locked, time seemed to stand still within the cozy confines of the coffeeshop. The world outside faded away, leaving only the two of them in their own little bubble of intimacy and vulnerability.

Jeongin's thumb traced circles on the back of Y/N's hand, a silent reassurance that he was there, that he felt it too.Their eyes held a silent conversation, their unspoken desires and hopes communicated through the depths of their gazes.

In that moment, Y/N knew she had to take a leap of faith. She had spent too long hidden in the shadows, silently admiring Jeongin from afar. It was time to let him see the fire that burned within her.With a surge of courage, Y/N leaned forward across the small table and pressed her lips against Jeongin's.

The taste of coffee lingered on both of their tongues, adding a bittersweetness to the kiss. It was soft and tentative at first, filled with the weight of unspoken emotions and years of longing. But as their lips moved in sync, a spark ignited between them, growing into a passionate flame that consumed every corner of their beings

Jeongin's hand gently cupped Y/N's cheek, deepening the kiss with a hunger that matched her own. Their breaths mingled, hot and desperate, as they surrendered themselves to the intensity of the moment. The small cafe disappeared entirely, replaced by an ethereal realm where time stood still and their connection burned brighter than any star in the sky.

When they finally pulled apart, their faces flushed and their eyes glazed with desire, Y/N's heart fluttered with newfound exhilaration. It was as if a weight had been lifted from her chest, and she could finally breathe freely in this newfound intimacy.

Jeongin's gaze held a mix of awe and adoration, as though he had found something he had been searching for all along. “ I should probably get back to my job," Jeongin murmured, his voice husky with desire. Y/N nodded, her lips still tingling from their passionate kiss. Reluctantly, they reluctantly released each other's hands, a pang of longing passing between them.

Y/N watched as Jeongin stood up from the table, his tall figure radiating confidence and charm. She couldn't help but admire the way he carried himself, even in the simplest tasks. "I'll see you around then?" she asked, her voice soft but filled with hope.

Jeongin smiled, a glimmer of mischief in his eyes. "Count on it," he

replied, his voice dripping with promise. With one last lingering look, he turned and made his way back to the bustling coffee counter. As Y/N sat alone at the table, she couldn't stop the grin that spread across her face. She was filled with a newfound excitement and anticipation for what lay ahead. The connection she felt with Jeongin was undeniable, and she knew deep down that this was just the beginning of something extraordinary.

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