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5/8 of The Sleepwear Series

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Synopsis: So many hints dropped, so little of them picked up.

warnings: smut, explicit sexual content, softdom!changbin, fem!reader, friends to lovers cus he's a cutie, mentions of periods, fingering, piv, marking, mentions of graphoerotica, creampie, pretty tame ngl

“God fucking damn it—“

You had already pulled your pants down and sat on the toilet when you saw the small red splotches of blood on the gusset of your underwear. Typical, your period decides to leak through your tampon while at your best friend’s man cave he calls a home. And your bag with necessities in the living room, out of reach. Changbin would die on the hill that his place is better than yours, but if that were the case then he’d have feminine products under the sink like most people. But he doesn’t, which not only proves your point but leads you to loudly call out for him from behind the closed door.

Heavy footsteps padded down the hallway followed by the door abruptly opening, your legs closing tight and pulling down your shirt to cover any indecent skin, “what the fuck?!”

Changbin looked at you with his eyes wide open and a worried brow, “you’re not dying?”

“I am now! Of embarrassment. Close the door!” He immediately stepped out and pulled it behind him just enough so there was a small sliver still open.

“You yelled my name, I thought you were hurt.”

“So you barge in like a fucking barbarian?”

“Well– yeah!” You could practically hear the gears turning in his head. “If you’re not dying, do you need something?” Changbin’s voice softened and he fiddled with the door knob.

“Can you get my bag for me?” The sheepish nature of your tone made him peak through the crack, “why? What’s in it?”

“Changbin, door!” As you pulled your shirt as far down your body as it’d go, he let himself into the bathroom entirely and stood with his arms folded across his chest.

It wasn’t out of the ordinary for him to lose his sense of personal space. To Changbin, your space was also his space, you would practically breathe the same air because sometimes he forgets that you’re your own person. Changbin doesn’t do it on purpose, though. It’s his way of showing his affection. There’s times where you’d be sat at the end of the couch and he’d plop down straight on top of you. His friends give him hell for it, always pushing him away but he is persistent. Jeongin is especially grateful for your presence, taking Changbin’s attention off of him and redirecting it onto you. Though, his timing isn’t always the best, catching you in the bathroom like this isn’t entirely uncommon.

“Are you being weird in my bathroom?” He narrowed his eyes at you, seemingly unaffected by the fact that you’re still sitting on the toilet.

“You’re the weird one! Why don’t you have pads or tampons? Do you hate women?”

You could see the lightbulb in his brain flicker on as he took a step back and uncrossed his arms, ears tinging red. “I don’t hate women! I love women– I love women a lot. Like a few months ago, there was a woman who got a lot of my love–”

“Ah, ah, ah, I don’t wanna hear it. Just get my bag, woman hater.” You shook your head and mumbled incoherent words until he finally left and returned with your purse.

If you were being honest with yourself, there was more than one reason you didn’t want to picture your best friend with another girl. There was the fact that he was built like an absolute unit and then some, charming and handsome and kind and thoughtful and funny... Also, just the image of him in bed with someone else was a bit horrifying. You knew him so well that thinking about it made your heart sink and cringe at the same time. Were you crushing on your best friend? Yeah, but who wouldn’t? Changbin is hot in the most endearing way– like he knows he’s attractive, just not to what extent. If only he knew… No, that’s unlikely. He’s the most oblivious person you’ve ever met.

As you rummaged through your bag to find something to ease the mess, Changbin still stood in front of you. “What are you waiting for?”

“How do tampons work?” He blurted out and eagerly watched you pull the little plastic tube out of your purse.

“If I tell you, will you leave me alone?” The rapid nodding of his head had you shoving your bag into his arms again and holding up the sealed tampon for a clear view. “Step one, open,” you unwrap it and hold onto the plastic packaging, “step two, insert. Step three push. I’m not showing you my vagina, so can you get out now? My legs are starting to go numb.”

As if his curiosity had been satisfied, Changbin shrugged and left, closing the door behind him while muttering a, “I’m so glad I’m not a girl.”

The next few hours were spent wasting each other’s time, starting a movie and not finishing it because he couldn’t sit still then attempting to toss popcorn in the air at you in hopes you’d catch it in your mouth. You amused him, of course. His laughter was contagious and it’d be a crime not to laugh along with him.

It was close to 9 p.m. when you decided to go home. The walk wasn’t far and you’d done it a million and one times, and every time Changbin offered to walk with you. You couldn’t really protest, especially when he never directly says he was going to walk you home. He’d make an excuse like he’s stopping at the convenience store or doing this and that.

Upon coming up to your street, you asked him, “are you taking another late night walk that just so happens to be in the direction of my house?”

The two of you were shoulder to shoulder, hands occasionally brushing against one another as cars passed by. “I was going to get my mail but… I can’t remember where my mailbox is. Thought it might’ve been this way but maybe I was wrong.”

This is what always happened. You’ve known him for what feels like forever and every time he stops just in front of your apartment building, your heart breaks just a little more. You wished he’d come in, stay the night, be there when you woke up. He does this thing where he sticks his hands in his hoodie pocket and looks at the ground with a soft smile, he’s doing it now and peers up at you sweetly. Like the ground was suddenly offering to buy him a four course meal and dessert, Changbin dipped his head back down as soon as you met his gaze.

“You don’t need to do this every time. But bonus points for creativity,” you playfully nudged him on the shoulder, grateful for the cloudy night sky shadowing over the blush on your cheeks.

Obviously, you loved that he did this for you. It makes you feel all kinds of warm and fuzzy inside. A part of you, a rather big part, wished that he’d do it because of a certain emotion, but again… just wishful thinking. Changbin walks you home because he’s a nice person. He makes up reasons to keep talking to you because all his other friends are busy. The only thing that could explain why he calls you all the time for the most random things is because he just blindly presses on his most recent call– that just so happens to be you. Purely coincidental, everything he does is because Changbin is your friend, your best friend. And it’s normal for friends to look at you the way he’s looking at you now, right?

Curtained by his natural curly hair, it was like galaxies had found a home in his eyes. “I want to,” he stuck his hand out to tap adoringly under your chin, “gotta make sure my favorite girl gets home safe.” The action and the words made your skin burn, but somehow shiver at the same time

“Did your mom finally tell you to stop calling her every night?” You brushed his hand away as you spoke, trying to conceal a flattered smile.

“Yeah, but my mom’s always number one. You still rank the highest out of all my girl friends.”

“I’m your only girl friend.”

“All the more reason you’re on top of the list.”

There was that stupid, lopsided smirk of his, annoyingly cute how it didn’t even seem like he was trying to be smooth with his words. Unruly locks sticking in every direction, sweater somehow concealing the muscles you knew him to have, you didn’t even mind that he was wearing slides with no socks, seeing Changbin so domestic made your heart swell even bigger than it already was. If you spent any longer with him, you were sure you wouldn’t be able to keep up such a cunning facade.

Low and behold the universe was listening whether it be beneficial or detrimental, a deep clasp of thunder boomed and not a second later began a heavy downpour of rain. While you didn’t move an inch, just looking up at the crying sky, Changbin wrestled his hoodie off and tossed it over your head like a canopy. You looked at him confused because you were standing in front of your house, if you got wet it was no big deal. Whereas he still had to walk home, but chose to rid himself of the only thing protecting him from the cold to make sure you stayed dry. How close he was now, tying the sleeves below your chin to make sure the jacket didn’t slip off your head. You couldn’t help the fondness in your expression, unable to see anyone but him.

“You’re staying over,” you say, taking his hand before he can protest and whisking him inside.

The both of you were soggy messes in the foyer of your apartment, unsure of what move to make. You thought you’d known what you were doing but now you were trapped with the only person in the world who could make you feel like bursting at the seams.

The same confidence that pushed you to invite Changbin inside was slowly fading, but you had enough left to begin to strip away your articles of clothing one by one, starting with the hoodie tied around your head. You plopped it on the floor and began to take your top off when Changbin dramatically flushed his back against the front door. “What’re you doing?” He asked, covering his eyes as you added your top to the wet pile.

“I don’t want my entire house to be soaked. Strip, I have spare clothes you can try.” Even if he tried to be decent and not look while you undressed, the irony of it had you rolling your eyes. “As if you weren’t in the room when I was on the toilet earlier.”

“Hey, that was different!” Changbin defended himself for a second before realizing the same thing you did, ultimately beginning to discard his wet clothes as well. When you shimmied off your pants and picked up the sopping pile, your best friend was handing you his shirt and looking you dead in the face as he unbuttoned his jeans. You didn’t think he intended for it to come off as electrically charged as it did, but it was like you couldn’t look away. Not that Changbin wanted you to, he loved the way you were staring at him.

Your eyes raked from his broad shoulders down the plane of his chest and tummy, keeping a steady gaze on the way his fingers elegantly unzipped and pushed the pants down his legs. When he handed the garment to you, you felt the searing heat of embarrassment shoot through your body. He stood with his hands on his hips, just in his boxers now.

The pace at which you ran towards the laundry room was laughable, for Changbin at least. He got a kick out of your antics, but he wasn’t sure how much more he could take. Changbin thought he was being as obvious as possible that he cared for you much more than a friend, but the message must’ve gotten lost in translation because not a single thing he put down, you picked up.

Changbin wanted to be embarrassed, walking around your house in just his underwear, but he felt more comfortable than anything. He’d raided your fridge for snacks, drank water, grabbed some alcohol, even sat on the couch because somehow his boxers were the only thing that didn’t get wet. A beer in his hand, feet kicked up on the coffee table then your and his favorite show clicked on in the background was his definition of home. He loved the atmosphere of your apartment, the smell of patchouli, soft yellow lights in the corners of every room, even if it didn’t have his play station or mini music setup that was an easy fix. So easily could he imagine himself waking up here every morning, waking up to you and being able to cook you a small breakfast before he went to work–

Getting ahead of yourself, he thought.

You changed into some shorts and a shirt and gathered spare clothes before you fully stepped into the living room, you watched Changbin flow about the place. He seemed even more relaxed than he had back at his own house. Quietly you observed from a distance, your heart warming as he poured you a glass of wine and set it on the table for when you returned, unfolded the blanket that hung on the back of the couch and set it where he wanted you to sit– directly next to him, of course, the only acceptable place.

“Get your stinky butt off my couch,” you finally made your presence known and handed him the spare shirt and shorts, nudging his feet off your coffee table to sit beside him.

Changbin didn’t retort, simply following your order and standing. He decided to make you even more flustered than you already were, his junk eye level with your face as he slipped the shorts on. You loved his little tummy, finding it cute how he lightly rubbed it after putting on the shirt and sitting down again. “Thank you,” he mumbled, taking a sip of his beer. You picked up the glass of wine and tipped it towards him, “thank you.”

Silence, patchouli, and a hint of petrichor wafted through the room. When you shivered, Changbin set down his drink to reach both arms around either side of you, draping the earlier placed blanket over your shoulders. His touch lingered on the tops of your hands for a moment before retreating.

Despite the sweet moment, you couldn’t help but become more curious of what he’d stupidly mentioned earlier. “So…” Changbin’s ears perked up, “going through a dry spell?”

A pink hue covered his cheeks, “what?”

“Before… you said it was a few months ago… the last time you were with someone.” Shyly, Changbin scratched at the nape of his neck and ran his fingers through his hair. He laughed, throat dry, “y– yeah. It’s been a while. Haven’t really had the urge to… y’know… seek anyone out.”

“I think I’m the only other person in the world who knows what you mean. It’s like everyone is dating and fucking and having threesomes, yet I can’t even do my laundry without getting tired–”

“Threesomes–?”

“I don’t want to put in the work to meet someone. It’s like everyone’s idea of dating is so different, and explicitly saying you’re dating to marry is some sort of turn off.”

“Wait– go back. Threesomes?” Changbin shifted to face his body towards you, clearly invested in the idea.

Bringing your glass to your lips, you shrugged, “just some girl at work telling me about these people she met. Said it was insane and mind blowing. Good for her, I just didn’t need to know so many details.” His mouth was dropped, tongue practically hanging out of his mouth. The brief mention of anything relatively sexual coming out of your mouth made Changbin’s mind immediately fall deep into the gutter. He couldn’t stop himself from imagining that there were two of you, each touching different parts of his body and covering him in your lipstick stains–

Jesus, get it together, Changbin shook his head and blankly stared at the television.

“Did you hear the part I said about dating? The more important part?” You waved your hand in front of his face. “Yeah, I heard,” he caught your hand in his and held on. His skin was warm, soft against your own. Both pairs of eyes caught the gentle nature of his grip, disbelief expressions littering your faces at the audacity to hold on for much longer than necessary, longer than he ever had before.

You let out a small breath, unsure of how to feel as he brought your hand down to the side of his thigh and leaving it there. Just your fingers rested on the muscle, feeling him flex under your touch. With a sly grin, Changbin pulled the TV remote from behind him and pointed it towards the screen, “think we can finish the last few episodes? Or will you fall asleep again?”

The rest of the night went by much too quickly, only because you had, indeed, fallen asleep. To be fair, even though you’d only had a bit of wine, it was still enough to make you tired. That on top of the already tiring day you had and Changbin cozying up next to you, how could you not? You’d woken up later the next day in your bed, tucked in with a bottle of water on your bedside table and a note next to it. Fucking gentleman. Changbin had to leave for work but wrote that he’d made some coffee and didn’t want to wake you. He didn’t fail to mention that it was only thirty minutes into the episode that you’d passed out, but the gesture was still cute.

You went about your day as normal as possible, doing chores and whatnot, even texting Changbin a thank you for not watching the show without you, to which he said he did but he’d rewatch it if you promised to stay awake next time. It was so hard not to smile as you read his messages, seeing the chat bubble on his end immediately appearing with every text you sent. So many butterflies, the only way you knew to contain them was to bury yourself in work. That’s what you did for hours, only stopping to take breaks to eat and use the bathroom. An upside of today, your period stopped.

Changbin doesn’t have such a productive day as you, little to his knowledge. He went to work, got into the studio and sat down with his pen and paper and didn’t write a single thing. Not a damn thing. His mind was overly consumed with the thought of you. No way he was ever going to admit to anyone that he spent a good amount of time this morning just watching you sleep. It sounds creepy as he thinks back on it, but he was mesmerized. Knowing the stress you carried on your shoulders and being given the privilege of seeing you so… at peace. Changbin loved every second of it to the point he just swiveled around in circles daydreaming as soon as he stepped foot in the studio. All the members stopped by at one point during the day to say hello and Changbin was sitting in the same position every time, until Jisung had finally took hold of Changbin’s chair and rolled him out into the hallway so the younger could use the room. “Stop marinating in your own self pity. Can’t take looking at your gross, lovesick face anymore.” Jisung had said, slamming the door in Changbin’s face when he went to curse him out. To be fair, it could’ve been the best or worst advice ever. Either way, it finally got Changbin to leave work.

He didn’t know where his feet were carrying him, just that he wanted to lay down and not think anymore. It wasn’t until he was outside your building again that he felt absolutely like going insane. There were so many pent up emotions swirling about inside him and as good as he is with words, this was something he couldn’t articulate. Mixtures of saccharine chaos and patchouli scented whimsicality fills his nose every time he so much as thinks of your name, these specific things so deeply rooted in his association with you. Everywhere he looks, there you are.

As nighttime rolls around, you’re able to comfortably lay in bed without the fear of staining your sheets. That’s exactly what you do, phone in hand and ready to call it a night. You had been laid down for maybe five minutes when loud knocks rapped against your door. Getting up with a groan, you walked out and opened the door, finding a very disgruntled looking Changbin pawing at the roots of his hair. Before you’d gotten the chance to ask why he was here, he pushed past you and kicked his shoes off, pacing back and forth in your living room.

“Don’t speak a single word because there’s something I have to say and if I don’t say it now, I don’t think I ever will. Understand?” Shutting the door, you looked at him and waited for him to continue. “Say something!”

“You told me not to!”

“Say you understand!”

“I understand.”

“You don’t understand!” You moved slowly further into the room, feeling Changbin growing more and more skittish with every step. As you came face to face with him, he put his hands on your shoulders and led you to the couch, sitting you down while he still stood. “You don’t understand how frustrating it is to be around you.” The words made you flinch back, “no, no! I mean, I love being around you. It’s the highlight of my week! But dear fucking god, Y/N. You are the blindest person I know.”

“I don’t–”

“Shut up! Let me finish,” he stayed a few steps in front of you, practically spinning in circles with how quickly he strode in anxiety. Raising your eyebrows, you waited. Changbin took in a deep breath, “You’re so infuriatingly oblivious that it makes me wanna rip my hair out. You can never stay awake long enough to make it to the good part of the show, we’ve been stuck on the same season for the past month! And you never finish your wine! You always fall asleep on me and I never tell you how you drool on my shoulder because I don’t wanna embarrass you. Why don’t you lock the bathroom door?!”

“Should I be defending myself right now?”

“And you can’t follow directions to save your goddamn life! But for fuck’s sake, I hate being away from you.” A small hum of confusion and a head tilt, you genuinely couldn’t think of anything to say. What the fuck was he talking about?

“I spent the entire day with you doing absolutely nothing but watching paint dry and it was one of the best days of my life. Every day with you is the best day of my life even if it’s for just a few minutes. Can’t you see?” Changbin exhaled deeply and came in front of you, dropping to his knees. He took both your hands from your lap and made you cup his full cheeks, staring deep into your eyes. “See me.”

Thousands of thoughts and millions of emotions filled you from head to toe, almost vibrating overwhelmed. You couldn’t believe your current predicament, here was the manliest man you know on his knees in front of you, for you, begging you to do the one thing you’ve been doing for god knows how long.

Involuntarily your lip pouted at the fading adrenaline induced confidence in Changbin’s demeanor, his hands slowly slipping from atop your own that held you in place. Feeling you getting a better grip, his breath hitched in his throat. You held his cheeks so firmly that his lips puckered. “You’re all I’ve ever seen.”

The sheer force of which Changbin sat up to meet your lips would’ve sent you toppling back if you didn’t find yourself falling into him with equal weight. Butterflies, sparks, that feeling, you felt illiterate. It was just right.

He did nothing but slot against you in a frenzied yet calculated rhythm, finding comfort in the way your lips fit so perfectly against his. Large palms slid from your hands up your arms and back down your torso, only to settle on your hips and tug you closer. Changbin fit himself between your knees and made sure to have you flush against him as he kneaded the pajama covered flesh of your ass. You didn’t expect him to heave you up and carry you towards your bedroom, squealing as you were dropped onto the mattress.

“What am I gonna do with you?” He muttered, kneeling onto the bed while tossing his shirt to the floor. Daunting Changbin was, a new flame behind his eyes that made you cower until your back hit the headrest. “Don’t run away from me. I’ve waited so long already.” He caught your ankles and you were dragged towards him again, belly up at his mercy.

His lips had a hard time parting from yours even as he stripped you naked, all done with a smitten smirk which you could feel within every kiss. A sense of security washed through you as his hands roamed anywhere and everywhere, firmly caressing any plump inch of skin he could find. Changbin took a particular liking in the curve of your hips and ass, loving how delicately supple your skin was. He kneaded it like a cat, moaning into your mouth as you squeezed the muscles of his pecs.

Then his hands traveled down, hiking your knees around his torso and feeling the wetness of your arousal. His thick fingers slid through your pussy so easily, slick echoing lewdly and only adding to the adulterous scene. He didn’t look away from your glistening folds, flat out staring with all intents and purposes and making your face heat up. With a pout on your lips, “stop looking at it like that. You’re making me shy.”

Changbin’s head fell back in a mocking chuckle, “shy? Please, not my fault you have such a pretty pussy.” He kissed you again before you could feel any more flustered.

It was impossible to feel anything of the sort when he whispered sweet nothings every chance he got. Every break of your lips Changbin took the opportunity to mumble something he loved about you that you didn’t even realize about yourself, “always smell so good, sometimes I spray your perfume on my clothes when you’re not looking. Always wanted to pull your hair, maybe that’ll be a little treat for next time. These hips? Oh my god, wanna just eat you whole.” He bit loving marks from your neck down your chest and trailing further until he came to the skin just below your belly button. There was where he left an abundance of bruises, turning varying hues of purples and reds to line the expanse of the area. It was like your own personalized garment, customized by him made just for you. Changbin didn’t leave your hips unattended, decorating the hinge where your thighs met your hips just the same.

Your cunt was throbbing now, so incredibly turned on but growing too impatient for your own good. As much as you appreciated his thoroughness, it was getting harder not to simply cry at the need that made your stomach churn. Threading your fingers through his hair got his attention, making his eyes meet yours from between your legs. Wordlessly you used your other hand and spread the lips of your pussy with two fingers, inviting.

He took a single long, fat lick up the center of your entrance. The warmth made you cry out for more but Changbin pulled away, refocusing his attention on the backs of your thighs and pushing your knees to your chest. Like reading your mind, he replaced his tongue with big fingers, inserting just one as he munched on the flesh of your legs. Thumbing at your clit and one digit inside you was almost torturous, he was teasing you by being so close to what you wanted, just not quite there.

“Bin, please. Your mouth–”

“Nuh uh. Let me play, princess. We’ll have plenty of time for more.” Your cunt clenched at the prospect of more with him. More rendezvous, more kissing, touching, feeling him in ways you’d only imagined.

Not long did it take for him to decorate your thighs as well, painting a pretty picture like you were a canvas. What you didn’t see was that he’d been touching himself this entire time, slowly stroking his heavy cock and leaking more precum every time you whimpered. When his thumb swiped rather hard at your bundle of nerves and you whined, Changbin almost came in his hand. He couldn’t take it anymore, deciding that he’d rather die than let your first time together go to waste in his palm.

Unexpectedly he dove into your pussy and gave it one good hard suck, for a moment he recalculated even fucking you because of how sweet you tasted and knowing he’d blow if he truly went to town, but he loved seeing the splotches on your body. It made his skin tingle and feel almost feral, your unblemished skin covered in marks he created. With your taste on his tongue, he quickly came back up to kiss your lips, swallowing your moans as your own arousal filled your senses. “Wanna see your face when I fuck you,” he groaned, taking your knees and starting to maneuver them to fall to one side.

“Wait, wait,” you pushed his chest back. Changbin looked at you, concerned. “I’m clean–”

“Me too. Got tested right after–”

“I’m not worried about that.”

“Then?” The worry in his eyes slightly overshadowed the lust, but just for a second because you broke out into an abashed smile and covered your face with your hands. “Don’t laugh at me,” you muttered and Changbin stole your hands into his.

“Never at you, only with you,” he giggled, too.

You tapped his chest so he could sit up. When you had the space, you tipped your knees to the side and let your spine relax, pops of your back cracking made the two of you break into an unfiltered, obnoxious fit of laughter. Then you twisted to do the other side, only making both of you laugh harder. Changbin huddled over into your chest, trying his best not to suffocate you with his weight. “I said don’t laugh!”

“I can’t help it!” He moved up to hide his face in your neck. “That was the cutest thing I've ever seen.” He composed himself enough to plant reassuring kisses to the junction and lean back again. Still on your back, he towered over you and reached down to brush your hair from your face. Warmth spread throughout your body as he just looked at you, nothing sexual of the nature whatsoever, admiring.

“Don’t take this the wrong way, but I think you have a staring problem,” you whispered, gazing at him exactly the way he was at you.

“Only for you,” he pinched your cheek then distracted you with another kiss before continuing to lay your knees to one side of your body.

Taking your hand in his, Changbin aligned his cock with your entrance and pushed in, your nails digging into the top of his hand as he did so. Gently he came to become fully sheathed within your walls, patiently waiting for you to adjust. His free hand ran over the deepening blemishes on the back of your thigh, a proud smirk on his face. Your cunt clenched and he shivered, “more, please.”

He used the hand on your thigh to push your knees harder into the bed and your back popped on last time. When you both laughed, your walls constricted around his dick tightly and stuttered his laughter into a moan, toppling on top of you. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, don’t do that! I’ll cum!” Changbin’s voice still filled with giggles.

Even if the two of you were nowhere near as intense as you should’ve been, the moment was still enjoyable all the same, just in a different way. There was no forced intimacy or awkwardness that came with seeing someone naked for the first time, only comfort and warmth and smiling until your cheeks hurt.

Changbin loved the sight of you stuffed full of him, covered in his marks. That made his brain flip from zero to one hundred, glaring at your pussy and mockingly tilting his head. Oh, he wanted to take a picture of you, pretty in all your glory and creaming around his cock. Every bit of you was on fire, only getting hotter with the sweet praises he was singing for you. “Pussy like heaven, fuck– have I died? So, so good.

“You’re so beautiful like this, wish I could tattoo you with my name. Wouldn’t that be cute, baby? Would you want me to do that? Cover you with pretty words while you cum all over my cock?” Your pussy pulsated at the idea, imagining Changbin writing obscene things all over your body. It’s one thing to him to be saying these things, but having them in writing, his writing, that was something else entirely and it turned you on to no end.

“Oh, you do like that. So dirty, princess. Tell me, what else do you want?” He kept his thrusts slow and deep, working you up much too leisurely that you were on the verge of crying. Changbin could see the tears welling in your eyes, smiling and teasingly tapping the underside of your chin again. “Don’t cry, baby. I’ll give you whatever you want, just tell me.”

Even if it was obvious what you wanted, he was still making you work for it. You reached down to pull your ass cheek up, spreading your pussy lips wider for his viewing pleasure. Changbin groaned, deep from within his chest and his eyes rolled back. “Wanna cum,” you mumbled, fingernails raking over the deep bruises over the backs of your thighs.

“Am I not doing good enough, princess? Need more?” That wasn’t necessarily what you were saying, but it was his way of working himself up even more than he already was. All you did was whine and nod your head, feeling so much at once. “Okay, okay, I’ll give you more.”

His hips picked up speed, skin slapping skin ringing throughout the room. Changbin picked up your top leg and held it in the air to let him fall deeper into you while the other kept a handful of your ass. His fingers dug into you, pulling at the skin to use as leverage to slam harder into your cunt. As you moaned incoherently and arched into the sheets, Changbin leaned over your body and fell into short staccatos of thrusts, keeping your sweet spot from feeling lonely for too long. You weren’t thinking about anything except the building heat in your stomach that only got hotter when you felt his lips attach to your neck, nudging your face to the side for more access. The feeling of his teeth nipping at your sensitive skin made you shiver.

“Better, princess? You’re loving this, aren’t you? Just laying there being pretty and taking everything I give you. Who trained you this well?” You shook your head, no, unable to fully process his words. “No one? I knew you were naturally perfect. Perfect pussy, fits me like a fucking glove.”

You were so close, his words doing you in more and more as he kept running his mouth. Changbin was in the same state as you were except he was unable to stop talking, saying everything he felt as he felt it like a broken record. But you loved it, and loved how easily he could make you melt. The building lava in your gut just needed a little more of a push to flood, you grabbed Changbin by the neck and met his lips while raking your nails through his hair. The way he moaned into your mouth was more than enough ear candy to make your orgasm hit you, hard and for so fucking long.

Changbin tried to fuck you through it, but your cunt had a vice grip as you clenched and convulsed around him, eventually milking him to completion just the same. Of course a guy who hadn’t felt the warmth of another person for so long would have a lot of cum to give, but he was on a whole other level. His orgasm was just as long as yours and filled you to the very, very brim with his seed, spilling out the sides of where his cock kept you plugged.

Sweaty bodies on top of one another, fluids drenching various places, heavy breaths filling the room, there was no place he’d rather be as Changbin’s head finally cleared. Post nut clarity, you were positively glowing, radiance embodied in his eyes as he watched your eyes flutter open and brush your hair from your face. Changbin peppered your cheeks with kisses, causing you to giggle and hold him closer, but he accidentally moved too fast and made you wince as his softening cock shifted. He told you to hold still as he went as gently as he could to remove himself, awestruck at his cum soiling your pussy. He’d almost raised a mass again, but looked away before he could.

Stealing a random shirt off the floor, he wiped away the residue and tossed it aside again to flop on the bed next to you. His arms wrapped around your neck, muscles almost suffocating you in the warmest way. Legs tangled, heart beats easing, you were close to falling asleep again.

“Do I really drool?” Your voice was muffled by the soft skin of his pecs, slightly nuzzling your face tighter into them.

Changbin froze for a second before lightly chuckling, “no, of course not, princess. I was joking.” Hearing the slight sarcasm in his voice, you whined and attempted to free yourself, though that was impossible with the headlock he had you in. Changbin wrangled you into staying still, kissing the top of your head and tightening his arms, “okay, you do. But it’s okay! I love being covered in your spit.”

He playfully licked your cheek as you tried to protest, kissing you more to ultimately shutting you up and fall victim to his body heat, and Changbin’s head was empty, entirely empty. Nothing left but tender touches, patchouli, and wondering how the hell neither of you realized that this was where you were supposed to be.

tags: @sensitiveandhungry @babebatter @aliferousminho @changbinluvr @epiphanynaffit @fawnpeaks @linovely @dumplinbokkieracha @finnydraws @naturules @djeniryuu

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straylightdream · 1 year

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Took her to the heaven's in a carriage - 𝔱𝔬𝔬 𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔢

𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭: seo changbin x f.reader

↳ You’re too late, had your wife at my house for two days. Should be obvious the reason she stayed with me.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.3k

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: cheating (readers husband is a jerk. Mentions of him manipulating and cheating on them) smut warning below the cut.

𝐚𝐧: part of a series called ohmami of short one shots inspired by Chase Atlantic songs. This one was inspired by Too Late. If you would like to be tagged in all stories for this series or a specific boys please fill out this form.

𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: unprotected sex (the reader is on birth control), consensual filming during sex, edging, choking (f.receiving), lots of dirty talk, name calling such as princess, baby, slut and whore. Changbin degrades the reader but she’s okay with it. Lots of mentions of cheating during sex. Handjob (m. receiving), creampie, Breast play, ass smacking (once), masterbation, dom changbin (he tries to act hard but he’s soft).

The difference between heaven and hell was the difference between the two lives you led. You should be in hell that you’re cheating on your terrible husband who manipulates you any chance he gets. He’s led you to believe you were worthless before you met him, but instead you’re in heaven as you find yourself spread out naked on Changbin’s bed.

Loud moans echo off the walls with the sounds of skin slapping skin. He sits back on his hunches slamming his hips into yours at a quick pace. One hand grips your breast while holding your throat applying the perfect amount of pressure. Your body feels like a live wire. You’ve been on the brink of falling apart for twenty minutes. Anytime you get close to the edge he pulls out of you quickly staring at you with a crooked smile.

“Not yet princess, have you earned it?”

Both your hands grip the cotton sheets below you trying to ground yourself. You’re on the verge of sobbing if he denies your release one more time.

“Changbin,” you plead. “Baby I’m so close.”

“Am I really your baby when you won’t leave him?” He’s taunting you like he always does. He knows you just can’t simply leave your husband. You’ve told him all the terrible things he says to you. He knows you’re scared to walk away.

“Binnie it’s not that simple.”

“Oh I know a pretty girl,” he grins, reaching for his phone that’s on the bed next to him. “Princess, can I film you?” This isn’t a request out of nowhere. You learned early on in your affair he loves filming you together.

“Always,” you moan, reaching between your legs.

He pressed a record on his phone. The camera focused in between your legs.

“Did I say you could touch yourself?”

“No-“ you want to tease him. Even though he tries to act stern and hard with you, you know that he will fold the moment you say please. “But I want to come so badly,” you smile.

“Go on finish the job,” the camera stays focused on your core as two of your fingers enter you. Your eyes are focused on him as he films you. There is something so intoxicating knowing he can watch all these videos back anytime he wants to.

“Binnie,” you moan his name like a prayer pumping your fingers into yourself over and over again. One hand gropes your breast, tweaking your nipple for more stimulation. Biting your bottom lip you hold back a moan.

“Are you going to come?”

“I want to so badly.”

“Be a good little slut and then I’ll fuck you so hard you forget your husband even exist,” your eyes roll back in your head as you come practically screaming his name. The guilt ridden feeling of him mentioning your husband does nothing to detour your orgasm washing over your body. Pulling your hand away from your body, your chest rises and falls as you ride out your high.

Your eyes open and you find the camera still on you. The guilty feeling washes away as you sit up. Reaching between you stroke his thick length. He focuses the camera between your two bodies. Your husband was cheating on you long before you had met Changbin. Stuck in a toxic marriage you can’t afford to leave your husband. When you’re home with him playing house, pretending he’s not fucking his business partner that’s hell. The only time you find yourself in heaven is when you’re with Changbin.

“Baby I want you from behind,” he groans, closing his phone, tossing it on the bed as you continue pumping his thick length.

Resting on all fours he thrust into you at a rough pace. His hands grip your hips pounding into you. You find yourself in this position with him quite often. Gasping with each drag of his thick cock touches just the right spot inside you.

“Should I send him those videos of you?” He groans, snapping his hips into yours. You moan turned on by his dirty words. “Should I tell him he’s too late? Tell him you’ve been here the last two days?” He’ll never actually do this or ever show anyone the videos he has of you but his heated words turn you on, when you know deep down inside they shouldn’t. Your hands grip the sheet below you as you find your release once again, but this time Changbin is thrusting into you over and over again helping you ride out your high. His hand smacks your ass once making you moan even louder as your walls contract around his length. His thrust gets sloppier as he finds himself falling apart, he finishes inside you painting your walls white. He moans your name like a prayer as his high washes over him. He removes himself from you as you collapse on the bed. Rolling onto your back your legs are spread. You feel his release slowly dripping from your used core. He hops off the bed and comes back with a warm wash cloth wiping away his release without saying anything. He tosses the cloth in the hamper before joining you back in bed. The room is silent as you both lay there fully coming down from both your highs.

There are a million things you want to say to him but you don’t know how. You love him and you know this hurts him knowing he never fully has you.

“Baby?” He breaks the silence as he is still staring up at the ceiling.

“Yeah?”

“Leave him.” You heart drops laying on your side reach out resting your hand on top of his.

“I can’t afford to leave him. I’ll have nothing if I do.” You’ve thought about leaving your husband every day since the first time you kissed Changbin.

“Money isn’t my concern. I’m paying for you to divorce him.” You learned very quickly early on that Seo Changbin was an extremely rich man. You knew that paying for your divorce would cost practically nothing to him.

“Changbin, that's really sweet, but I don’t have anywhere to go if I leave him.” You’re trying to be reasonable. Even though your heart is screaming at you to take Changbin’s offer. You have to think about how expensive this is. And that you know your husband will fight to make sure you don’t leave him.

“If you want to stay with him I won’t force you to leave him, but just know I can’t do this anymore. I can’t share with you and pretend it’s okay. I can’t just pretend I’m not in love with you. So please leave him and move in with me.” He’s putting his cards out on the table. You know he loves you, he likes to say it after you have sex or during your more domestic moments you share with him.

“It’s going to be expensive for me to divorce him.” He needs to know that this isn’t cheap. “He’s also not going to make it easy.”

“I know and I don’t care. I’ll drop all that money in a heartbeat, and I will fight like hell for you.” He rolls over on his side. His hand rests on your cheek dragging his thumb gently across your skin.

“Do you love me that much?”

“With all my fucking heart.” He smiles.

“Okay tomorrow while he’s at work we need to pack up my stuff. I’ll tell him tomorrow night.” You’re doing it. You’re going to escape your loveless marriage. Changbin wants you to help you escape hell and bring you back to heaven.

“Are you sure?” He asked.

Leaning forward you press your lips to his for a heated kiss. You move your body so Changbin is laying on the bed with you resting on top of him. Your lips move together as his fingers tangle in your hair. Pulling your lips away you tug on his bottom lip.

“I love you more than I ever loved him. I want to be with only you.”

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notastraykid · 1 year

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∞Pairing: non-idol!Changbin x fem!reader

∞Genre: hopefully fluff?

∞Warnings: None. May be a little boring? Idk.

∞Synopsis: You’re cold and can’t sleep. Changbin is your human heater.

∞Word Count: Just over 1000? Totally not proof-read.

I haven’t written in a looo--oong ass time so please, don’t be too harsh on me. ><; also, does anyone know why I couldn't post this via the website and only via the app?

You slowly shuffled along the dark corridor with a frown on your face, wrapped up in one of your fluffy bed blanket. Your pink fleece pyjamas bottoms almost tripped you up as you walked; you weren’t the tallest of people. It was late, it was freezing cold and you could not warm up at all. This made you a very grumpy individual.

You got to your housemates bedroom door and frowned as you went to knock. The not-so-obvious sound of Changbin enjoying his sleep filtered through to your ears. Of course, he would be able to sleep through one of the coldest nights this winter had offered your city.

A little shiver went through your body as you gently knocked on his door and waited and tried to rub your cold, goose pimpled arms under the blanket. The snoring stopped. You heard a click, and the bottom of the door was dimly illuminated.

“Wa’is it? Its…” a pause, “3.45am!” Changbin declared in a whine. You opened the door a little and found your best friend with one eye closed and the other squinting at his phone, before looking up to you. “You okay?”

“I’m freezing. I can’t sleep. I could cry! Do you have any more blankets?” You pouted as you stood in his doorway.

Changbin grunted. “No. C’mere.” He shifted back to the other side of his bed and threw back the duvet. He gestured for you to come forward and lay down. You grinned to yourself. Whenever you found yourself cold or just needing comfort, a shoulder to cry on or just someone create mischief with, Changbin was always your port of call.

You had known him for years, meeting through mutual friends in your first year of university. There was an instant connection, with your friends staying that you were each other’s perfect missing piece. You didn’t really believe in soulmates, platonic or other, but this was an easy friendship and you knew you couldn’t be without your ‘Binnie-Boy’. He made you happy.

Now of course, you weren’t blind. You appreciated the visuals of your best friend. Who wouldn’t? He ate very well, spent a lot of time at the gym and looked after himself. He always said that his beauty was a refection of how well he treats people and how he is true to himself. The smile Changbin has had always made your heart do a little flutter but with a smile like his, even the most heartless person would giggle and blush if he flashed you his pearly whites.

There had been times, occasions where you think maybe, perhaps, possibly… there was a two-way crush. Cute moments, little touches, and glances… the odd flirty comments… but nothing ever came of it. You always pushed it to the back of your mind and got on with life, happily living in your little friendship bubble with Changbin.

With a little happy shuffle towards his bed, you dropped the blanket you had around you and lay down in front of Changbin, turning so you were facing away. You clicked the little switch on his bedside lamp, pulled the duvet over then pulled his arms around your waist. Changbin sighed and flexed his hands and fingers on top of yours before squeezing you closer to him.

One thing about Changbin was he was like a human heater, which was the real reason you had waddled along to his room rather than putting more layers on. You knew you weren’t going to get another blanket. He knew you weren’t really asking for another blanket. You needed your Binnie-Boy.

“Yah you’re like a block of ice. I think I’ve just dropped a few degrees myself!” Changbin did a little wiggle, shaking you both. You giggled as you settled back into his chest. “It’s not even that cold. You’re just being dramatic.”

“If that was the case, then why are my feet like this?” You shifted a little and put your feet under his own. A smug little grin crossed your face as he yelped and tensed for a moment. “See! I’m like an iceberg. An arctic blast. A snowman. A-” “-nnoying.” Changbin finished for you, a high-pitched laugh left his mouth as he relaxed back into you. He kept your feet wrapped with his own, however.

Changbin quickly rubbed his hands over yours to try and create friction for heat. “You’re lucky I love you. No one else would be able to put up with your ice-cube toes and your ice lolly fingers.” You elbowed him in defence, and he again let out a high pitched giggle.

You were glad it was dark as you felt heat rise into your cheeks. You wanted to be warm but didn’t expect a flush from them three words. Yeah, you were best friends but there was a difference between ‘Love ya!’ and ‘I love you.’, right? Were you reading into it again? Thinking it meant something more? You were too tired and still too cold to think more.

The chuckling died down. The only sound was the duet of deep breaths from the two of you. It was on a matter of minutes before sleep claimed its victims.

“Hmm…” you hesitated a little, Changbin shifted ever so slightly, returning the same sound in a manner of question.

“One day, Binnie-Boy, you’ll have a girlfriend and this here,” you squeezed his forearms which were still wrapped around your middle, “…will be no more.” You did a little laugh but there was no real humour in the statement.

You didn’t really like that thought. Changbin cuddling up to someone else.

Changbin was your warmth, your instant happiness, your light when everything was dark, he was your safe space.

It was only a matter of time he found someone worthy, really. He deserved someone to make him happy. His own light in any darkness he would encounter. His own heat in the cold.

If you were being honest with yourself, you would realise you felt selfish and you didn’t really want to share, but when the time came… You were sure you could give these moments up.

Changbin gently rubbed his cheek against the soft fleecey part of your covered shoulder and lightly sighed.

“Only one way to fix that,” He muttered into your ear, his voice sounding more and more drowsy as sleep was returning. “You’ll have to finally realise that you should be my girlfriend.”

You had never felt so warm.

#Changbin #Changbin x reader #Changbin x you #Changbin x yn #Changbin x y/n #Seo Changbin #Changbin fluff #stray kids fluff #stray kids #seo changbin x y/n #skz fluff #seo changbin x you

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jeonginssa · 11 months

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Streetlight | S.CB

Author’s note: i saw a traffic light with i love you written on it this morning and it gave me this idea

Word count: 200

Content/genre: nonidol changbin, changbin x reader, angst, fluff if you squint

Trigger/content warnings: none i don’t think (correct me if i’m wrong)

*****

It was the third time this week your best friend was unreachable. His phone was off, he wasn’t at home and he hadn’t told anyone where he was but he knew you well enough to know you already knew exactly where he was.

Changbin sat on the floor, in the evening rain, without an umbrella, staring at a dim streetlight like it held the answers to the universe. This was his spot, where he came every time he needed to feel alone but not lonely. There was only one person in the world who knew this about him; you. He had been boring a hole through this streetlight for three hours because written in sharpie were seven words. Seven words that changed everything, “I’m in love with you, Seo Changbin.”

He thought about when you could have had the chance to come here without him. Why you chose to tell him this way, when he can’t see the expression on your face. How long you’ve been in love with him for. How did he not know about this? He took a shaky breath and switched his phone on.

Two rings.

“I’ve always loved you Yn.”

“I know.”

#seo changbin #changbin x reader #changbin x yn #changbin imagines #changbin fluff #skz fluff #skz angst #changbin angst

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pastelracha · 2 years

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All over again

MINOR DNI !

☾ Title : All over again

☾ Pairing: Seo Changbin x fem!reader (ft Jisung & Chan. ATEEZ’s Wooyoung)

☾ Genre: college!au, reincarnation!au, fluff, smut (tw: drugs, hands kink, cum eating, masturbation, details sex scenes.. unprotected sex (please wrapped it up) reader is on birth control)

☾ Prompt: based on the myth of each of your moles are where your lover used to kiss you in your past life.

☾ A/N: so I've been obsess with Bin at the moment and it’s impossible to get him out of my head so yeap .. don’t forget to give me your feed back guys, and please interact with the reactions/ scenarios I post thanks xox

☾ proof read : off

☾ Word Count: 6.9K

☾FEED BACK IS ALWAYS WELCOME

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But death told Changbin on the first time they met “even us death can’t part true soulmates’’. But every time he had to learn everything about you again, your name, the things you like and the ones you hate. But it was a part of his deal with the afterlife.

That one grim reaper Changbin made the deal with many centuries ago, was the same who came to take him life after life, and he was the one always asking the boy he it was worth it.

“I really don’t get you, humans’’ said the death taking Changbin for the 9th time, he came as if they were friends now after all these time.

“ You told me, that you can’t part me from my love’’ responded Changbin not looking at the man dressed in black.

The grim reaper looked at this smaller man, wishing he would wipe off Changbin’s memory, so he would stop reincarnating over and over in the only hope to find you again and love you the same. For him it was a useless quest every time they would met around the same age, fall in love, fight, make up and each time Changbin would find the first mole he engraved on your skin some many years ago.

It was almost the same every time, but also new for the two of you. Wooyoung looked at the soul next to him, he died long before the first time he met Changbin so it was hard for him to understand human now as he slowly forgot his own life.

In this life, you met Changbin as you entered the junior year at university. He was one of the loudest freshman you’ve ever met, he was already one of the name on every girls’ mouths in the first year, as his two best friends Bang Christopher Chan a sophomore and Genius Han Jisung who was a freshman too despite being a year younger than Changbin.

And 3Racha made a name for themselves around the campus. The 3 of them being the ladies favorites over the whole campus.

And as always the first time Changbin saw you, he felt like his heart stopped for a second and started beating faster all the time you were around.

And he became goofy almost dropping the plastic cup of iced americano, he was holding. “Yah Seo Changbin ! I have all of our soundcloud money in there!’’ Scolded Bang Chan, Changbin didn’t heard the oldest looking at you, your hair tied in a messy bun, a university jumper on your small figure and ripped black jeans.

“SPEAR B IS CALLED’’ Jisung’s voice tore off Changbin of his daydream. “What you want Ji ?’’

The oldest and youngest looked at each other, worried about their best friend and the way he been acting recently. “Bro did you smoke weed just before coming ? Been sleeping well ?’’ Asked Chan in a worried voice.

For the first time since he made that deal with Wooyoung, it was the first time his current and past lives tried to mix if you could call it this way, recently the poor kid been having dreams and dreams of different decades. So Jisung told him getting high could help getting a night of sleep without weirds dreams or getting up with a painful hard on.

“No dude I didn’t smoke since Thursday ..’’ He started “it’s only Friday and you didn’t smoke cause you did not slept last night’’ he was cut by Chan.

“Okay but at least I didn’t smoke’’ he mumble.

-&-

It’s been weeks since Changbin first saw you, and couldn’t get you out of his head. The dreams started again this time even when he was high, and instead of a simple figure, you were the one laying underneath him, moaning his name, your body moving along with his, following his rhythm, your hands holding onto his shoulders .. you were all over his dreams.

And nobody even the higher ups in the afterlife could understand why Changbin was suddenly having these dreams.

During that time you got close with the guys, going to their shows, starting a friendship with the three of them. And the more you got close with Changbin the more his dreams became clear and vivid. It was like every nights he discovered a new mole on your body, everywhere he kissed the skin the night before, the next one there was a beautiful mark covering the skin.

Changbin did not understand why he was having such dreams about you, and why it didn’t only felt like dreams but also like he lived these moments somehow.

Chan felt the way Changbin was so disconnected from everything tonight, as he looked over his best friend. “Chan ? What do you know about soulmates ?’’ He asked.

His friends paused whatever he was doing on the computer, not really getting what his younger friend meant with his question. “Mhmm, I don’t really know, it’s more or less a fairytale isn’t it ?’’ Answer Chan “why do you ask Bin?’’

Changbin sighed loudly not pleased with his friend answer, hoping for more not what adults told kids. “So you don’t believe about having someone .. someone who is really meant for you ?’’

“I don’t know Changbin, I can’t really say I have been in love I mean I’m still young and all, but I would like to think that yes there’s someone made for me somewhere in the world. Someone who could make me the happiest, who would understand me without having to say a single word .. if that’s it than yeah I do believe’’ explained Chan.

Changbin looked at him. “ ..and having dreams that do not felt like only dreams but as if I was there’’

Chan didn’t know what to tell his friend not knowing everything but sometime like right now he wish he knew the answer. “I don’t know Bin, I don’t know’’.

-&-

Changbin was laying on his bed, the smell of weed still clouding his room. His eyes blinking slowly felling so heavy and his head on his pillow wishing for a peaceful sleep. His right hand laying on his chest feeling his stomach twisting right under his muscles.

He woke up feeling hard once again, another dream or memory he didn’t even know what to call it anymore. You were here, but wearing traditional clothes as he was too.

Your skin missing a lot of moles, but the original one was tattooed on your skin hiding from his eyes under the tissue of your clothes. Changbin never saw it in his dreams he saw almost every of your moles but this one was kept a secret from him. But what he did not know was he was hiding the same one on his inner thigh too, the left one exactly like you.

Tattooing it on his skin during the same life he did to you, his lips feeling so good on this part of your skin, he did it every time he finished eating you out, like a madman as if you were his last meal on this earth. So every time you gave him a head you would do the same, kissing his skin near his member on the side of the heart creating a mole in the next life.

His hand gripping his member over his sweatpants, teasing it, tugging it, trying to create a reaction from himself.

He closed his eyes, letting the last hint of the makeshift cigarette exiting his lungs, making everything more sensible and duplicating his feelings. Small whimpers leaving his mouth, breathing was hard as he laid his hand under his grey sweatpants. Images of his dreams running behind his eyes and Changbin swore he could smell your perfume or at least the perfume you were wearing during this life around him, but stronger than the weed.

He hide his head in his pillow trying to muffled his moans, his hands not going faster but harder just the way he liked it, his hips trying to match the pace of his hand, the second one massaging his balls, laying on his right side he was making small noises his hips moving faster trying to created a different tempo, a messy one, surely the drug helped he came fast and harder than usual, whimpering your name as he was riding his high his lower body still moving even if his brain ordered it to stay still cause he started to get sensible almost reaching overstimulation, cries leaving his chest. His seed stained his pants. “Fuck’’ he sighed realizing he would now have to change and clean himself at 3a.m a Wednesday.

Your name on his phone teasing him, as the last text were a meme of a cat you send.

« From Changbin: tell me you come to the club Friday night, 3RACHA will be on the stage »

He know he would seems crazy to you, texting that at this hour when you never miss a show. But he needed the confirmation you’ll be there supporting him and the guys. He fell asleep his phone in his hand, hoping you seen the text and hoping to wake up to your respond.

-&-

SPEARB and Changbin were the same person and yet two personalities cohabiting in one body, on stage he was fearless his cap hiding his eyes and his hand moving with the flow of the beat while spitting his lyrics in his mic.

Every girls in the room fanning themselves over how hot the three mans on stage were, dressed in full black. And little did they know, Changbin eyes were on you for the full set.

For one second his mind went blank looking at you dancing with your friends, usually Jisung were the one forgetting his lyrics. But tonight Changbin forgot 2 lines of his rap thanks to you.

“Please excuse our boy spear b, he is a bit of a mess at the moment ..’’ Chan making fun of him on stage in front of the audience but he couldn’t care less as he was looking at you, making it seems like it was only you and him in the room.

Changbin never realized, sure he was the one who made the deal about finding you in every life but he seems to forgot you were also living it, and every version of you was falling for every versions of him every time in every life. And falling for him each time seems easier as time goes by, you were never tired of him.

And the magic happened again under every souls watch, even the afterlife seems to love seeing the history repeat itself over and over again. Even they couldn’t keep real soulmates apart.

As every time death came find you, the only thing you asked Wooyoung was for your soulmate Seo Changbin to find happiness. To what his only answer was a chuckle.

Over the time the grim reaper find the real meaning of love looking at you and Changbin, and he almost wanted to be in his human form again to taste love once more but he knew it was impossible as his one true love died at the same time he did and forgot about her as he killed himself and suicide was punished in the afterlife. Punishment being a grim reaper and forgetting your loved ones.

And he knew he couldn’t get punished more than being a grim reaper for the rest of the time even if he gave Changbin glimpses of his previous lives with you. So yeah the dreams weren’t a coincidence but Wooyoung’s doing.

Changbin wouldn’t stop staring at you, sitting next to him in the VIP booth a beer in your hand talking with Chan. The poor man couldn’t really get how pretty you look, your hair a mess, sweaty skin and sebum ruining your make up. But to him you never looked so good, his arm rested on the back of the couch behind you. Maybe you drunk too much tonight wanting to celebrate the stage of your friends, your head fell on his shoulder not long ago trying to find a comfortable place and finding comfort in his smell. “Take me home Bin”

If you weren’t this drunk Changbin would have take it as an invitation in your bed but as he was sitting next to you, and only had two beers he was the sober one around this table.

-&-

He was sitting next to you, rubbing a makeup removing wipe around your face. The moon shinning over you two.

It was looking just like one of his first dreams, but funny enough he stopped having these dreams after the night he got high for the last time, Wooyoung being caught messing with the system, and helping Changbin a bit too much with his soulmate knowing he was the one accepting the deal many years ago.

He continued to wipe the rest of the make up out of your skin, appreciating your bare face. His eyes caught the light of the moon reflecting on the grey metal of you necklace, the one with your year of birth of it, right above a mole, and he suddenly felt the want to kiss this beauty mark on your skin, as for every other ones, creating a map within your body tracing his love for you with his lips. Wanting to leave a trace as for his previous lives did before him.

Changbin been falling faster this time than in any other life, and little did he know you were falling for him too. His eyes tracing your face, your perfume clouding in his nostrils the sweet scent of vanilla and musk, creating an even more sweet mixture with his own fragrance. His hand resting on your left cheek, he wanted to have you here and now but he couldn’t take advantage of you like this, you were drunk and half asleep when he was fully conscious and taking care of you.

“Bin..” he waited for you to continue your sentence which never came, words died in your throat as your eyes were slowly closing, your right hand holding his one, that was still on your duvet holding his weight.

The only thing he could do was kissing your cheek, which he did. His soft lips caressing your skin, his lashes tickling your skin as he close his eyes trying to engraved this moment in his brain forever.

With each life Changbin learnt how your body reacted to his, to his kisses, his way to love you.

And he loved to see it every single time.

He didn’t remember falling asleep, his head fell on your ribs as you slept on your right side facing his body, your hand still in his hair, his back will kill him for the day but as he slept he didn’t care a bit, finally being next to you was more than enough for him, enjoying your body as a pillow and being in such an intimate moment with him. The world could explode right now, he would be happy cause he was next to you.

The sun picked through your blinds, and landing on Changbin’s face giving his honey skin an even more ethereal glow, the scar on his chin being shown more with the rays of the sun. But at the same time he looked so peaceful.

“..Bin ?’’ you said your voice still full of sleep. You looked at him with soft eyes, smiling a bit, your hand still in his hair caressing his scalp, the smell of his conditioner tickling your nose mixing with his perfume, his hair curl a bit with the night.

He sighed in contentment, still sleeping or a least it’s what you were thinking, Changbin was selfish right now taking everything he could take in the moment, he moved his head a bit finding a place on your waist much more comfortable than your ribcage. He didn’t want to open his eyes cause if he opened it and you ask him to leave ? He wanted to stay like that close to you, he could feel your breath on his skin and if he opened his eyes to see you this close to him he would kiss you, cause he knew he couldn’t help himself but to kiss you.

And he wasn’t sure if he could only stop with a kiss.

It was almost always the same every time, Changbin confessing in an autumn morning except for one time he did it in the middle of the summer, after he made love to you near a lake during Joseon dynasty as he was a member of the King’s army, funny enough Chan one of his best friend was the crowned prince during this life, and Jisung his astronomer. That time he promised to marry you after the battle he was going to, little did he know he came back home to you pregnant and his body weak. Chan promised you to protect his friend and your soulmate during this battle which he did.

“I didn’t die my love, just almost lose an eye I’m here’’ he said to you. Sure you dream of it too, a scars across his face making him look even more fierce but to you he was your Changbin, not a soldier of the royal court.

Not the fearless man running on the battlefield killing people riding his horse.

This was Changbin’s second life, but the first time you guys have been lucky enough to have a child together, a gift of your true love. A beautiful daughter and Changbin’s whole world.

She had her dad wrapped around her finger the second she was born, and he did everything possible so she was the biggest daddy’s girl in the whole world.

He never saw her or any of your children in your past lives in his dreams, neither did you. He never knew he saw her a few times during his history classes and he always find the paints of the little girls adorable.

“Bin ? .. could you please move I can’t feel my side’’ you said moving your hand on his shoulder.

He slowly opened his eyes, pretending he just woke up. Looking at you he smiled. “Hi ..’’ He spoke in a small voice, his hand moving to your cheek, he wetted his lips while glancing over your own lips, he shallowed a lump in his throat. “..hi’’ you responded trying to find his eyes.

His thumb tracing the skin of your bottom lip, carefully as if he was asking you if his action was okay. Your eyes running over his face admiring the man in front of you, how stubbles were adoring his face cause he didn’t shave, how his lashes were moving as his eyes kept looking at your lips.

His hair were a bit messy, he never looked more beautiful than right now, and you felt your inside twisting over the man sitting on your bed.

“.. Kiss me, Changbin’’ he wasn’t sure if he really heard you or if his mind was playing tricks on him. So he moved his head closer to your slowly, still testing the waters his tongue ran over his lips one last time before crashing it on yours. He started slowly, adjusting his hand to hold your neck.

He couldn’t believe it was happening, your first kiss always tasted so pure and soft, almost like magic. As always something in Changbin broke during this first kiss, his heart broke as if he knew it was happening over and over again just like a film for the souls of the afterlife to watch.

But even if this part of him broke, he never felt more happier than now, a warm feeling filling his chest. He stopped kiss you, needed to take a breath he moved back a little bit, his hand still holding you into place and your hand still on his bicep. “If I continue I don’t know where I’ll stop’’ he confessed.

“Don’t stop then’’ you took his chin between your thumb and index, kissing his cheek, slowly moving to his jaw, to finally reached his throat. “Tell me I’m not dreaming’’ he mumbled, his head throw back, eyes closed and his fingers running into your hairs. He didn’t need a respond your mouth on him was enough to know he was in the real world not stuck in his dreams.

People always told you eyes were the window to the soul, and right now Changbin’s eyes reflect everything his mind was going through, his eyes black with lust you could almost see you reflection in it. “Thanks god I find you’’ he sighed crashing his lips on yours once again, taking things in his hands once again.

Your head landed on your pillow, Changbin admired you for a few seconds not believing you were real and it was happening. He throw his shirt in the room, last night he gave you his sweater cause you were acting as a koala not letting him go near your drawers to find a pyjamas. The only solution being giving you one of his clothes so you could sleep comfortably.

He loved the way your scent and his were mixing on your skin, his eyes roamed on your body he never understood why other guys were crazy about their crush/girlfriends wearing their clothes but now he knew, his black sweater covering your body marking his territory. Your red lacy underwear clashing with the color of his piece of cloth driving him crazy.

And your hair creating a halo around your face, you resembled an angel like this.

Suddenly he felt like a little boy, admiring you. He couldn’t think straight, too many ideas of what to do to you running in his mind, he felt like suffocating in his jeans, his mind running wild. “Can’t believe you’re real’’ he said, you chuckled cause you couldn’t believe he was real either.

I don’t know where to start, he thought look at you he wanted to do so much to you, should he start by eating you out, marking you ?

“Stop thinking too much Bin’’ you said, also annoyed at his behavior. He knew you were right it was supposed to be natural but he ruined everything by observing you for too long. At least it’s what he was thinking.

You sat up, putting your forehead against his, looking right into his eyes almost as if you read his mind.

He was intimated because for the first time he was with someone older than him, he always was the older one even if the relationship was meaningless, with random hookups, but being with his soulmate made it seems like his first time all over again.

He always said age didn’t matter and it was true but Changbin was a bit of a old-fashion, a real gentleman.

“Let’s me do it’’ you murmured taking place on his thighs, your knees trapping his hips.

You looked ethereal in the autumn sunrise, Changbin really thought you were an angel. Your lips caught his, his brain fogged letting your mouth kissing his, your pillowy lips brushing on his own.

His hands fell on your hips, under your -his- sweater touching your skin. Your lips still tasted of peach, your lip balm, your favorite one and soon to become his too. He helped you rolling your hips over his covered bulge, stimulating your as you whimpered in the kiss, giving you access to your mouth.

He made fell on your bed once again, continuing to kiss you taking the lead this time, his hands running on your bare skin, one of his knee between your legs to held himself on top of you not crashing you under his body. The kiss started to get messier within seconds, his nose bumping onto yours, his teeth on your bottom lip asking for the entrance, soon after tongue clashing, fighting for dominance, sharing a breath, licking part of your mouth in tickling kitten licks. Seo Changbin was a messy lover and it never changed over every other life.

Your hands found home in his hair once more, he moved from your lips to your chin, nicely bitting the skin, letting you catching your breath and trying to find your sensible place around your neck. His tongue tracing around the column of your throat, sucking on some part of your skin.

He could die in peace thanks to your whimpers and the taste of your skin, he moved the sweater covering your skin, wanting to taste your skin more, he wanted to feel your warmth.

He stopped his kisses to undressed you, and admired you in your underwear, a matching set of red lace, the bralette not leaving much to his imagination, holding your chest in place, adoring it in the most beautiful way ever. His jeans getting more and more suffocating on him, his kisses moved to your shoulders, and collarbones, marking you in a galaxy of love bites, creating a beautiful piece of art.

“You drive me mad’’

Your hands moved to his hips, fingertips brushing on his skin creating goosebump on your way. Changbin was sure he wasn’t controlling his body anymore, his hips moving by themselves rutting in the air as you were unbuttoning his jeans, but he really lost all the control the moment your hands were gripping his ass on the tissue of his brief boxer. Your name rolled off of his tongue. But totally lost his sanity once your hand run over his bulge, touching the small wet patch of precum.

His lips slightly parted his breath hitting your skin, his fingertips taking the strap of your bralette off your shoulders, nibbling your skin as he was doing so, groaning against your skin, your scent making him lost the track of time.

His jeans fell on the floor next to your bed, leaving you both in underwear. His lips colliding with yours, he could felt your breath beneath his nose, his tongue pressing on your lips again for entrance discovering your taste once more. He finished pushing the bra on your chest, to finally see you breast, his thumb lightly touching your nipple. Before letting his mouth nibbling at the beautiful skin, rolling the other nipple between his thumb and index.

Your hips rolling in the air begging for his to come close and create a friction between the two of you. “.. Bin I need you’’ your moans making him came to you, your hips still chasing his own.

The last pieces of clothes ended up with Changbin’s jeans on the floor, Changbin was beautiful the ray of sun hitting his golden body as his cheek were kind of rosy with blush kissing you until his lungs were burning, one of his hand holding your knee laying it against his hip adjusting your position underneath his body, still making out with you. Letting the tip of his dick teasing your slit but not moving his hips, he had many ideas in his mind and his you cumming around his dick was the last on the list.

His hand moved from your knee to the plum of your ass caressing the cheek, gently slapping it and pinching the skin. You always find Changbin’s hand attractive, but now having it roam around your skin was a whole new level, you took his other hand risking his body to crash yours. Smirking and looking directly in his eyes, taking his middle and ring finger in your mouth, almost making them met the back of your throat, running your tongue around the digits after you adjusted them in your wet cavern, ripping a groan from his own throat, exposing of your favorite kink : ‘the hand kink’ and most of your close friends were making fun of you cause it was cliché.

He let you do it, bitting his lip. He took his fingers out replacing it with his tongue, sucking on yours letting his two fingers slipping onto your skin traveling from your neck, to your belly and finally meeting your cunt. “Bin’’ you let slip his name in a breath, waiting for his next move.

His tongue finding your left nipple kissing it, nibbling at it as he traced around your slit with his fingers, coming near your clit but never touching it spreading your essence around. He couldn’t wait until his head would find place between your thighs, dreaming of you suffocating him with your legs.

His kisses going lower and lower, as he was now kissing your pelvis, his two finger finally entering you after what felt like hours for you. His lips found home on your bundle of nerve, gently kissing it first as his fingers weren’t moving letting you adjust to the stretch. His tongue soon drawing figures on your clit, at the same pace as his fingers.

He was looking at you through his lashes, your hands buried in his messy black hair, tugging at his roots. Your breath was rough and mixed with small moans. He was admiring you as he was pleasing you, a soft and slow pace but a hard one, he was a slow but rough lover.

Changbin knew he found your sweet spot the moment he touched the spongy part on your inner wall as he curled his fingers, and how your moans get louder and how his name rolled on your tongue in such an abrupt way, your head moves to the side hitting your pillow, and your fingers tugged harder on his roots, he smiled to himself, continued to hit the same spot over and over. He knew you were close as your hips were grinding on his lips and the way the only thing you could tell was his name, you were completely lost in ecstasy as the knot in your stomach as getting tighter.

“Cum babe, cum’’

And you came for the first time, as he let his fingers slipped from your cunt Changbin saw your arousal and he could not help but taste it, he lapped your slit tasting you as you were the best thing in the world, and in his world you were. “You taste unbelievable, babe’’

He kissed to mole on your thigh right next to your cunt, it felt so naturally doing so, as every time you guys get intimate for the first time in the life, he suddenly realized his saw every of your marks in his dreams but never this one so decided to kiss it to remember it.

The only thing you could do was gripping his neck to kiss him again, tasting yourself on his tongue. You wrapped your finger around his shaft moving up and down slowly, your thumb caressing his slit. He felt the last bit of sanity left his body when you put your thumb between your lips sucking on his leaking, he simply moaned at your action it was incredible, even too much for him.

He stopped you when you tried to reach for his angry red tip again, feeling like if you touched him now he was about to explode and he didn’t want it. “N-no, don’t’’ he said in a breath “I need a condom’’ he rumbled to himself trying to find his wallet in his jeans.

“.. N-no” You shook your head, not wanting him to leave your side even for a second, you were sure to die if his body left yours. “I’m clean, you ?’’

He only nodded to your question, his brain too clouded with pleasure. He never hit it raw, as he always had a condom with him, and his old hookup never asked about the protection. But hearing you ask for it made Changbin sure he wasn’t going to last long, he wanted to feel you as much as you wanted him.

He held your knee up once again, as he slowly entered the tip of his cock, sighing as the pleasure took over his mind, going slowly inch by inch, sure he wasn’t crazy long but he was thick and a small curve near the head. The vein underneath looking nice, and felt delicious. Nude Changbin looked better than status in a museum, you never show a more heavenly man. His grit as thick as the rest of his muscular body. Your felt protect as his body was caging yours.

He looked in your eyes waiting for your approval, knowing he stretched you nice and could finally move, his elbow next to your head holding himself up, he started thrusting when you whimper his name and kissed his wrist. “I don’t know how long I’ll-will’’ a groan stopped his sentence, he hide his head in your neck deposing mouth open kisses on it, his breath and small groans hitting the skin he marked earlier. Your hand once again lost in his hair, the second one, tracing his back letting your nails digging in his skin, marking it a bit, his back getting red at the aggression on his skin.

His pace was slow but hard, teasing you by only letting the tip of his cock by you entrance and suddenly moving his hips to re entered your velvety walls hitting your g-spot as he found it again. “Changbin’’.

Your hips meeting his thrusts, you pushed him making him lay on his back, his head hitting the pillow, his eyes glowing as he was watching you kneeling on top of him, your hands on his chest, when your started moving your hips moaning at the new angle, his hands landing on your hips helping you. He watched your breast going up and down with every thrusts you took, wishing he could suck on it and mark it, but Changbin wouldn’t stay like that watching you, he made his hips meeting yours half way, setting his pace once more, he slapped your asscheek smirking at you, as your moaned on top of him. His head tilting to the side groaning loud, Seo Changbin was a loud lover. His mouth opening and closing slightly with each moans, trying to speak but being fuck too dumb to do two things at the same time thrusting into you, and speaking to you, you could only understand part of the sentence, such as ‘fuck, harder, babe’ he was a mess underneath you. His eyes rolled in the back of his head, whispering your name in broken moans.

His voice sounded so weak, just like yours. “wai-wait .. I’mma cu-cum’’ he told you, both of you too fucked up to be gentle, he pushed you to your side, gripping your leg and pushing himself into you again, going even harder, his face hiding on your back, he moved your hair, moaning in your ear. “You’re so good to me, the best babe..” his few words made you clench around his length, you felt the knot in your stomach getting tighter once more, the promise of a second mind blowing orgasm.

The headboard of your bed, hitting the wall behind it, following Changbin’s pace. He loved how fucked up you sounded, a mix between moans and cries leaving your throat. “Cum inside’’ you whimper to him, he could feel you clench harder around his length.

He moved his finger to find your clit, moving them in an eight figure, matching his thrusts. It only took a few thrusts for you to cum for the second time of the day, your vision filled with white as the pleasure took control of your body, your hips continuing to move on their own, riding your orgasm. “Changbin, .. bin’’ your hand trying to hold him as he was the only thing keeping you on earth.

He came soon after, his body stiffen and cock twitched as he came in a loud cry. His release painting your warm walls. It was a mind-blowing orgasm for him too. Words rolled off his tongue, nothing meaning anything just your names, with moans and curses as he rode his high his shaft slightly getting sensitive buried there in your hole, he wanted to stay inside you forever, but also wanted to see both of yours cums leaking from you. He needed a few seconds to regained consciousness, he wanted to kiss you and cuddle you too.

You sighed as his cock slipped from your hole, feeling empty all of the sudden, missing the feeling of Changbin’s fullness you groaned.

After a few seconds you changed side to face him, smiling at him. He looked over at your body remembering both of arousals still in you, he let his finger collected the mix of your arousal and moved it to your lips, caressing the pillowy skin non verbally waiting for you to open up and have a taste of both of your release you moaned as you suck on his fingers, he was salty but not too much as it was blend with your own. He swore he could have cum other time with just you sucking on his finger looking so fine.

He sighed in contentment, as he kissed the mole above your chest. He got up, in his post orgasm glory, his skin glowing with a thin layer of sweat, his butt looking so good.

He came back a few seconds after with a warm wet towel, moving your leg, he bitted his bottom lip looking at both of your release dropping on your skin. A small voice at the back of his mind telling him to eat you out just like this but reason hit him, your body too stiff and overstimulated for you to let him have you right now.

He laid back next to you, after he finished cleaning you both. You laid your head on his chest as his hand stroked your back. “I know it doesn’t make sense at all, after what happened but I ..’’ He started looking at you blush creeping on his cheek. “Youwanttobemygirlfriend ?’’

You didn’t understand the full sentence, but got want, my girlfriend, which was a good start. You chuckled drawing abstract stuffs on his chest, moving along the muscles, your lips brushing to the side of pectoral muscle. “Did you just asked me to be your girlfriend bin ?’’

He nodded not looking at you suddenly too shy, as if he didn’t just made you cum the hardest you’ve ever had in your life. “Yeah ?’’ He told you, looking at the window of your room.

You griped his chin, forcing him to look at you smiling, bitting your lips. You kissed him softly your hand still moving around his chest. “Does this answer your question ?’’

“Yeah, yeah it does’’ he chuckled, his hand resting on your lower back.

Afterlife lost the count of how many time they saw this, the start of your relationship, the lovestruck smile stuck on both of your face, the same smile every time. And they knew Changbin was wiling to do it every single damn time. It was selfish to keep you to himself but he couldn’t deal living with you, and that’s why Wooyoung made it happened all over again, cause his boss knew how Seo Changbin and you where created, and why .. and he knew you both needed the other to fully live your life.

“It happened again ?’’

“Yeah, they found each other again, this time please let them be the happiest, they deserve it’’ said the grim reaper to his boss.

“You know I don’t make the rules Wooyoung, but someone promised me it’s the last time for them and they will rest peacefully with each other’’

He nodded looking over his boss, an old lady always dressed in the best way as if she was on the runway of the afterlife, showing she is the boss around here. “They suffered enough down here, so i’ll not erase their memories, they deserve to be happy’’ she said before walking away.

Wooyoung watched you with a small smile covering his face, feeling like this time he’ll welcome two friends, he looked at his feet a black file, both of your names on it, he looked at the death dates, still far from this day, but he was happy with the dates. He moved his eyes, seeing Changbin kissed the crown of your head laughing as he saw a small cat jumping on the bed as you exclaimed the name of your cat.

He peeked one last time at the file, seeing two other names on it : ‘ Seo Ah Reum & Seo Bo Reum’ twins ! It was the first time.

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no nut november - seo changbin (2nd to lose)

-> pairing : changbin x fem!reader

-> words count : 3,4k

-> genre : smut, gym crush

-> warnings : changbin is whipped for you, semi-public sex, teasing, dirty talk, praising, protected sex, oral (m. receiving), fingering, a little bit of degradation + the way i'm depicting changbin does not represent him, it's only a work of fiction

-> 18+ content bellow, minors dni

-> reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated ! sorry for any mistakes, english is not my first language.

-> masterlist | skz masterlist | no nut november

Hyunjin loss made Changbin very confident in his chances to win this bet. He didn’t have a girlfriend, and he knew he was able to contain himself. When he was in a situationship with someone, he was insatiable. But it wasn’t the case right now, problem solved.

Or at least, problem solved until you enter the equation. You’re the only thing that could lead him to lose and the only reason why he has been going to another gym since November started. Because he knew that if he saw you, he was screwed. You were always teasing him. You were always wearing shorts that rode up your ass with every move you made. You were always ending up letting go of your shirt and exposing your breast in a sports bra. You were always asking him to help you in a way that he had to touch you. And all of that will, without any doubt, bring him to his breaking point.

So he avoided the gym he usually got to in order not to give in. He missed your body, the way you looked at him as if you wanted to devour him, your habit to bite your bottom lip just after teasing him. He missed you. But he couldn’t take the risk. And moreover, you never mentioned it. You never clearly told him that you wanted him like he wanted you. Maybe he was being delusional from the start and that was only him. But he was not ready to have this conversation now, and he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable either. He had always been respectful and he planned on standing by that.

Tonight, though, he really needed a good session at the gym. It was late, very late. He just got out of the studio, and he wanted to clear his mind. He needed it, in fact. And since it was not your usual schedule, Changbin thought you wouldn’t be there. But you were. And now, he couldn’t really turn back and run away. You saw him.

He closed his eyes, wondering if he would be able to survive this. Because as soon as your eyes landed on him, you smiled brightly before approaching him. Now that he was seeing you after only a week, Changbin was starting to understand how important you were for him. Yes, he had the biggest crush on you, but not just because of your body. You were kind, careful, and he felt safe with you. Somehow, you were always able to make him talk and comfort him about anything and everything. He wanted to take you out. But he also wanted to bend you over one of the bench and fuck you dumb.

“- Hey Changbin ! It’s been a long time ! How you doing ?”

He gulped, trying to compose himself. Your voice was doing things to him he didn’t want to think about right now.

“- Yeah, I know, sorry for not warning you. Been busy these days…

- Don’t apologize, it's fine ! Well, I’m gonna let you work out but… I’m happy to see you again, kinda boring without you.”

You laughed at your own words, sending him one of these looks that made him feel like he was a chocolate cake you wanted to eat until the last crumbs. You came back to working out, and so did Changbin. But honestly, he spent most of his time staring at you. He almost forgot what you looked like, all sweaty in your gym clothes. And he wanted nothing more than to tattoo this sight in his memories forever.

Changbin hoped you’ll let him work out in peace for once, it was already taking him all of his self-control not to get hard just staring at you. But you didn’t listen to his silent prayers. You came to him, like every other time before that, asking him to help you out with your stretching. He just knew it was more teasing. He knew that you would find a way to get him hard, like every time. But he gave up, like every time.

He followed you to the place where you left your bottle of water and your towel, watching you sit down and spread your legs before leaning in between them, waiting for him to push your back. Changbin took a deep breath before placing his hands on your skin, feeling it warm under his palms. He held back the urge to let them wander to your breast, and just applied pressure to help you go further. And of course, you left out the dirtiest moans while doing so, playing it as if it was only a sign of your struggle. But Changbin knew. He knew that was just another way of teasing him. Suddenly, he standed back up on his feet, his hands leaving you.

“- I- Um… I have no more water left, I’m just going to fill it up in the bathroom.”

And with that, he escaped as quickly as he could, not noticing the proud grin on your lips. But he clearly noticed that he was getting really hard just because of you making some suggestive sounds. Gosh. Why didn’t he just skip the gym tonight ? Changbin took some minutes to calm down, or at least, trying to do so. But all he could think about was your fucking voice, moaning his name and begging him. So, yeah, it was pretty difficult to cool down under these circumstances.

When he finally found the courage to come back to you, you were doing some other stretches. A one that exposed your ass to him. And he immediately got hard again. Changbin sighed. He would never hear the end of it, but he had wanted you for too long and the frustration started to really annoy him. So he said your name, asking you to come with him to the changing room because he “had a problem”.

“- So what’s the matter ? What do you ne-”

Before you could even finish your sentence, you felt your back hit a cold surface and soon enough, his hands were next to your head, preventing you from leaving. Your eyes dived into Changbin’s ones. They were darker than you've ever seen them, and it turned you on.

“- Changbin ?”

Your hesitant tone made him unsure of what he did for a second. Maybe he misunderstood your behavior ? But you stared at his lips a little bit too long, and he knew he was totally right.

“- Don’t play dumb baby. We both know that’s what you wanted for the longest time, isn’t it ?”

You shivered at his low voice. It did something to you. His voice, the look in his eyes, the way his jaw was clenching as if he was holding himself from saying or doing something.

“- And what will you do about that, hm ? Shut me up ? I would love to see yo-”

Once again, he didn’t give you the chance to say another word. But this time, he interrupted you with his lips. They crashed on yours, and he kissed you hungrily, as if he wanted to do that for years. You moaned in the kiss, letting go of all the tension that builded up in your body. He added his tongue to the mix, leaving you breathless. You could have come only from the feeling of his hot mouth against yours, of his big hands on your waist pushing you onto his hard cock, still covered by his shorts.

“- Stop teasing now, or I won’t be kind.

- Don’t want you to be kind Binnie… Want you to be rough.”

He groaned at your words, gripping on your waist and spinning you around, pushing you while kissing your neck until your knees hit the bench behind you, sitting down on it. You raised your eyes to see him setting himself between your legs, spreading them wider with his knee. He was so fucking hot. And all you knew at this moment was that you wanted him. So bad.

“- Then suck me off. Now.”

You watched him with wide eyes, and you couldn’t help glaring all over the room to be sure no one was there or hearing your conversation. It was late, and you were probably the last ones here, but still, it was not 100% sure.

“- You… You sure you want to do that here ?”

Seeing the panicked look on your face, Changbin prepared himself to be the pervert of the year in your book.

“- Y-Yeah… I mean, only if you want it too. We can just forget what happened if you want. I’m fine with th-

- I’m more than fine with that, just wanted to be sure you were.”

This time, you cut him off, but he’s not going to complain. Not when you were smiling at him while undoing the knot of his shorts. Not when you were sliding his clothes down his thigh and looking at his cock with adoration. Not when you took it in your hands and licked your lips as if you wanted to eat it.

“- So big… Knew you'll be…”

Changbin groans once again and lets his finger play with your bottom lips, the one you always bite when you tease him. This time, it’s his thumb that you bit playfully, making him want to bury himself deep inside you right now. You let go of his finger and put your mouth to a much more useful activity.

You started by just licking the tip of his cock, tasting him for the first time and almost moaning at the feeling. You wanted to do that for so long, and you were far from being disappointed. So you licked him all over, wetting his dick until it was practically dripping with your saliva. And just when Changbin was about to tell you to finally take him in your mouth, you did it. He growled and threw his head back, putting a hand in your hair, grabbing it firmly and making you moan around his cock.

“- Keep going baby… You’re so good at this…”

As an answer, you started to bob your head on his dick, taking more and more of him in your mouth with every thrust. Soon enough, Changbin was only able to groan and moan under your lips, tongue and mouth, having just enough self control not to bury himself deep in your throat and cum right there. That’s why he forced you to let out of his cock, grabbing you by your hair and he could have come just seeing the fucked out look on your face, saliva smeared all over your chin and eyes shining with lust.

“- Take off your clothes.”

You didn’t think twice before obeying, standing up in front of him and throwing away your sports bra, your shorts and your panties. In another situation, you would have felt exposed and ashamed. But with the way Changbin was looking at you - like he wanted to devour every part of your body - you could only feel confident.

You slid your hands under the hem of his shirt, grazing his firm abs with your nails. You saw him shiver distinctly under your touch as you helped him throw away his last piece of clothing as well with a smile. You could drool over his body for hours, but you would have time for that later. For now, you just wanted to feel him in you. And even if you were really turned on by the situation, it was risky and you had to be quick. So you kissed him again, bringing him with you to the cashier until your back was pressed against it.

“- Turn around for me baby, hm ?”

It wasn’t a real question, and you were far too gone to register the fact you were going to fuck with Changbin in the changing room of the gym. No, this was thinking material for tomorrow morning. For now, you just did what he asked you to, whining when you felt his strong hands gripping your waist and his hard cock sliding against your wet folds.

“- Can I- Is it okay if I-”

Changbin had to take a deep breath before going on with his words. It was already unbelievable for him to have you bend over for him like this, maybe he was pushing his luck.

“- Shit- Can I fuck you ?”

You giggled at his words, as if your wetness and all the noises you were making since the start weren’t enough to indicate him you were more than okay with fucking him, that you wanted it for a long time now.

“- You’re sweet… Yes, you can fuck me Binnie, you don’t know how much I’ve dreamt about it…”

Changbin was glad you couldn’t see him right now, because he knew from the heat that was eating them up that his cheeks were red. His cock twitched at the thought of you, dreaming about him fucking you. Was all of that even real ? You opening the cashier next to you and searching in your bag until you handed him a condom made him come back to reality. It was more than real, and Changbin didn’t want to miss a single second of it.

“- How long have you been keeping that with you ?

- You wished you knew.”

He chuckled and proceeded to put the condom on his dick, making you shiver in anticipation. You were waiting for this since the first time your eyes landed on him, and it was finally happening right now. Changbin didn’t let you much time to think about it before pushing one finger in you. He didn’t expect you to be this wet though, nor did he expect you to moan and rock your hips against his hand.

“- Please… Don’t tease Binnie…

- I- Don’t you need prep ?”

This time, you chuckled and glared at him upon your shoulder, just to appreciate the way his face was expressing his feelings ; surprise, yes, but mostly lust. And that turned you on even more, if that was even possible.

“- No, just want your big dick inside me…”

Changbin growled before removing his finger and quickly replacing it with his cock, making you moan and closing your eyes shut. The feeling was so good, too good. It was overwhelming, in a way that made you want to fuck yourself on his dick until you both came. And you did exactly that, not noticing how tense the man behind you was, how deep his fingers were digging into the skin of your hips. All you were feeling now was him.

“- Changbin… Fuck- You’re so good…”

However, you felt Changbin hands gripping so hard you just had to stop moving, even if it was a literal torture to feel it inside you and being unable to move. You whined, almost sobbing because you needed him, you needed to feel him deeper and deeper with each thrust. But he didn’t seem to be eager to do that.

“- Move an inch and you won’t be coming tonight baby.”

You gasped at his firm voice, and you couldn’t help your walls clenching around him. His voice did things to you, it was a physical reaction, but it was enough to make him groan again. You stayed still even if it took all you had in you not to rut against him to try and get some friction. What you didn’t know was that Changbin was overwhelmed by the feeling of you. He needed a moment to calm down or else he would cum right now. And he wanted your first time together to be as good as possible for the both of you.

“- Bet you’ve been keeping this fucking condom with you since the first day. Wanted me to notice you and your dirty mouth, hm ?”

You wanted to answer, but all that let out your mouth was moans as he started thrusting in you so hard you thought you would crash in the locker in front of you. Changbin was buried deep inside you, that was the only thing on your mind.

“- Already going dumb for my dick… That was all you wanted all along, being all nice and kind just to get me there…”

You wanted to tell him something, to tease him too, but you couldn’t. You were only able to whine and moan his name as he kept moving in you at a steady path, rubbing this particular spot that got you to cry out quickly.

“- Changbin ! Fuck- So good…

- I know baby, you feel so good too… Wet and tight just for me, taking me so well.”

Your moans were enough for him to tell you were enjoying this as much as he was. Changbin was trying to sound composed, but he was on the verge of losing his mind just because of you. You were making him dizzy ; your warm cunt, your ass jiggling with every thrust, your moans of his name like in his wet dreams. All of that was driving him crazy, and adding the fact that he hadn't cum since eight days now, he knew he wouldn’t last long.

But Changbin was determined to make you come before him, wanted to hear your fucked out noises first. So he sneaked his hand to your clit, rubbing it as roughly as he was thrusting in you. And then, you were losing your mind over him.

“- Gonna- Shit ! Changbin… G-Gonna cum… Please…

- No need to beg baby, you’re gonna get it.”

However, it stroked his ego so much, knowing you were this intoxicated by him, maybe as much as he was by you. Changbin sped up his moves, both of his dick in you and his hand on your clit, making you come in a matter of seconds. He didn’t last long either, immediately losing it when he felt your cunt clenching so hard around him, moaning your name as he continued to thrust into you through both of your orgasms.

The moment he pulled out of you after you both calmed down a bit, you started to put on your clothes back. Changbin felt his heart dropping to the floor. Maybe he was just fooling himself all along ? Maybe you just wanted a quick fuck ? Maybe you were regretting it ? Maybe you didn’t want to talk to him ever again after this ? He felt bad. Really bad. But he was also feeling like it was his only chance to finally ask you out. If you rejected him, he’d go bury himself six feet underground and would never come back here. But what if you said yes ? If he was standing a chance, even a little one, he wanted to take it.

So he called your name as you were putting your shoes back on, as if you were really ready to get out and never think about this again, which made Changbin even more nervous if it was possible. But he had to do this. It was now or never.

“- Do you- Do you want to grab coffee with me ? We… We could like talk and hum… It could be fun, I think.”

He knew he sounded terrible and awful, and he could already hear Seungmin making fun of him for it. But for now, he was waiting for you to answer, the knot of anguish in his stomach tighter than ever.

“- Is it… Will it be like a date or something ?”

Changbin's eyes widened at your question. You were thinking he just wanted to do this with you once and go with his life like nothing happened ? He could never. He was already too into you to go back.

“- Y-Yeah ! I mean, if you want it to be a date, then, yes.”

Your warm smile made the knot disappear, and the second he felt you pecking his lips innocently, his heart starting to beat faster when you looked him in the eyes.

“- Then I’ll wait for you outside.”

You turned around and got out of the changing rooms, your bag on your shoulder and a bright smile on your lips as you closed the door to let him put his clothes back on. At this precise moment, he knew he didn’t give a fuck about the bet. No, he didn’t care when Minho teased him about it, saying back to him his latter statement, when he told everyone he would win just yesterday. No, he couldn’t care when he had you. And he would happily spend the rest of the month fucking you and loving you.

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gimmeurtmi · 1 year

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stray kids and… things they only share with you.

tags: ot8, established relationships, fluff

warnings: swearing, lowkey angst for han, i don’t actually know the gender of min’s cats okay, idk if there’s anything else?

notes: this is my first time doing an ot8 thing so feedback is appreciated <3 also idk if they’re the same length i just wrote lol

chan… headphones

you’re on chan’s bed, a book in hand as you read while chan works. quality time is very important to you, even if he is observed in his work and doesn’t say much while you’re reading.

every now and again he’ll get up for a drink and silently put one by your side, too. when he’s done something he’s specifically proud of he’ll let out a giggle and maybe clap his hands, instinctively turning to you with a smile even if he doesn’t stop to explain what made him happy.

if you’re feeling a little more touchy that day, he’ll happily let you wrap your arms around his shoulder as his focus remains on his work. he’ll let you pepper kisses on his cheek, blushing lightly, before you get bored and go back to your own work.

when he’s done making something he really likes he turns to you with a grin.

“mate,” he says, face beaming. “mate!”

“come on,” you say, marking your place in your book before putting it aside. you extended your hand to him, and he grabs the headphones he’s been using and hands them to you.

you place them securely on your head and nod at him, ready to listen. chan plays the track for you, finally resting his head on your shoulder.

he wraps his hand around your bicep, closing his eyes softly as he picks up the very faint sound of the track playing through the headphones.

when it’s done you smile down at him, ready to praise him, but his mouth is open—soft breathes leaving his lips, and so you know he’s asleep.

instead you connect the headphones to your spotify and listen to a podcast while you rest your eyes. you don’t dare move, just in case chan might wake up from the disruption.

you know he might scold you for not waking him up, but it’s almost three am—and by what you’ve just listened to it’s safe to say he finished the track, so there’s no reason he shouldn’t be allowed to sleep after his hard work.

you let yourself fall asleep as well once the podcast you’ve been listening to is over, carefully putting the headphones to the side as you know how important they are to chan.

the first time he let you use them you gasped, but he insisted since you left your pair at home and wanted to listen to music while studying without bothering chan’s concentration.

“i have a lot of pairs anyway,” he said calmly, “borrow them whenever you need.”

minho… cat snacks

you both sit on the floor of his parents’ house, full from the dinner minho cooked for you and his family. you were talking about your new neighbour who you swore had a pet wolf. minho kept saying it isn’t a wolf, that he even spoke to the man and it’s just a cross breed.

you insist it’s a wolf.

his father sides with him, saying that would have to be illegal, but before you can offer your argumatives points, dori walks over to you, sits in your lap, and starts meowing loudly.

“he really is just like you,” you say to minho. he cocks his head to the side. “he wants something so he comes to me and starts making noise.”

“he’s hungry,” minho explains, rolling his eyes at your comment.

he gets up and grabs three snack packs, handing you one before he calls the other two over for some dinner.

from the corner of your eye you can see minho’s mum staring at you, in complete shock—but you try not to get too paranoid about it. you know she likes you, minho promised she likes you.

you instead focus on the cat in your lap, now meowing even louder once the snack came into view. you quickly open it and offer it up, giggling at the way he eagerly starts licking at the food.

when you glance over at minho you freeze, noticing the tension in the air.

“am i doing it wrong?” you whisper, as if dori might judge you for that question.

he shakes his head slowly but doesn’t say anything else. his mum quickly brings up another subject, asking you all about that incident at work you mentioned on your last visit.

minho helps them clear the last of the plates and cups that are left, insisting you sit down even after you offered to help three times.

soonie approaches you slowly before sitting down right on top of your phone.

you start talking to her, explaining the logic behind her actions, and she then shows you her stomach. you instantly start scratching it, knowing if she’s anything like her big brother she’ll start rioting if she doesn’t get the attention she wants.

after a few minutes of cooing at the cat you feel someone sitting down next to you, a pair of big hands wrapping around your waist, minho placing his chin on your shoulder.

“my mum just told me off,” he says, and you can hear the grin on his face.

“what did you do?”

“apparently i have never in all my life let anyone else feed the cats with me.”

“she was looking at me weird,” you mumble, “didn’t think it would be over something so simple.”

“you know the cats mean the world to me, right?” he looks at you, brows knitted together. now he’s looking at you weird—and it doesn’t help that they have the same confused face.

“yes, they’re your lockscreen and i’m not.”

“not this again,” minho sighs, but you simply grin at him.

“what’s your point?”

“i didn’t notice i do that, nor did i notice i gave you one of the snacks to feed them with,” is all his explanation. you manage to fill in the blanks yourself—knowing minho would never say it if it’s as painfully honest as you think it is.

you kiss his lips softly. “thank you for trusting me with your world.”

he nods, satisfied you understood him. like you always do.

changbin… phone

“hey, can you text the boys for me? tell felix we’ll be there in a second,” changbin says, handing you his phone as he keeps his eyes focused on the road.

“password?” you ask, trying to angle the phone towards his face until you remember it’s an android and it doesn’t even have face recognition.

“your birthday,” he says simply.

“simp,” you giggle, trying and failing to bite back your smile. changbin pays no mind to your comment, deciding being a simp for you is much better than ever letting you down—so he’ll accept that name proudly.

you text felix the details and put the phone back in the cup holder, focusing instead on the next song on changbin’s playlist.

“hey, can you order the food? i’m just gonna shower,” changbin asks as you enter the dorm. he came to pick you up right after his gym session, and while he didn’t want to see you while he was all sweaty he also didn’t want to make you wait any longer, so he still needs a shower.

you don’t have to ask for the passcode this time, easily keying in your birthday before ordering the food you talked about on your way home.

you notice he has solitaire on his phone, and while that might not be the most appealing game in the world you’re also extremely bored. you know you shouldn’t use his phone for anything other than what he’s asked you to, so you knock on the shower door quickly.

“binnie, can i play on your phone until the food’s ready?”

“of course, sweetheart!” he yells back.

you smile to yourself before plopping down on the couch and starting a new game.

the boys spent approximately forty five minutes taking pictures while all of you went to the han river for a picnic. it’s alright though, because they also took pictures of you with your boyfriend, and of you alone, so it’s not like you were excluded from the vanity game.

once the sun disappeared and the weather turned cooler you went back to the dorm to finish the rest of the food.

they were all looking over the pictures, deciding which was the best one to upload.

“who took the picture of me with the watermelon?” minho asks enthusiastically.

“binnie did,” you respond, as you spend your time focusing on the delicious cake felix made.

minho whines, considering changbin was taking one of his food naps at the moment and couldn’t show him the pictures.

you grab his phone from where he placed it down on the table and enter his gallery—handing the phone over to minho so he can look over the pictures.

he simply gasps at you.

“you know his passcode?”

you lock the phone again, showing minho that it was your thumb print that can unlock it.

“wow,” chan chuckles.

you don’t pay much attention to them though, far more invested in the cake, and so you get back to eating it while minho sends himself all the pictures off changbin’s phone.

hyunjin… jewellery

it starts flirtatious, like most things are with you and hyunjin. you’re playing with his hand, fiddling with his fingers, drawing circles on his wrist. you grab the ring on his finger and pull it off before placing it on the finger next to it. and then the finger next to it. you play this game for a few more minutes, hyunjin’s eyes practically turned into two hearts as he took in the amusement on your face. as he giggles, he grabs the ring from you and you pout—sad for the game to be over. but it isn’t, as the roles are now reversed, hyunjin moving the ring from finger to finger.

it’s then the waitress approaches your table, albeit hestitanly, and asks for your orders.

the ring stays on your hand all night.

“it suits you,” hyunjin says when you try and give it back.

“beautiful, can i have my ring?” he asks as he steps out of the shower a few days later. he has an event tonight, some important people he needs to meet, and he wants to look his best. jewellery is important for that.

“yeah, of course,” you don’t even hesitate. it was his ring to begin with, and he never officially gifted it as yours to keep. you were just looking after it for a bit.

when hyunjin gets back from paris he has a lot of gifts with him—all ysl branded and expensive. he shows off the clothes and the perfume and tells you all about the luxurious evenings him and felix enjoyed. of course, he sent you pictures as most of the events were taking place in front of him, but you enjoy his story telling even more when he’s right in front of you.

when he shows you the necklace he got you gasp, turning it over in your hand.

“it’s so pretty!” you gush. “that’ll look beautiful with a low neckline dress.”

“never wore a dress before,” his eyes twinkle at you.

you laugh at him and roll your eyes before handing the necklace back to him.

“you can wear it for that fancy meal we’re going to next week?” he offers simply.

you shake your head; not wanting to come off greedy. it was beautiful, and it must’ve been extremely expensive, and you already felt guilty for that comment you made. as if you’d just be allowed to wear it.

“i can’t take that, it was a gift from a brand partner. what will they say?”

“you’re not taking it,” hyunjin says simply, and you’re surprised by how quickly he’s giving up. “it’s a lend. you’ll wear it for that night and then give it back. and when you wanna wear it again just ask.”

“but i—“

he places his finger on your lips before pecking them softly, concluding the conversation for now.

jisung… demos

“baby! baby! baby! baby!” your boyfriend jumps in his seat as you answer the facetime call. sometimes you wonder where his energy supply comes from because it can’t possibly be natural.

it’s ten at night.

“hey, ji,” you smile at him. his energy is infectious, and the best thing to see after a long day of work.

“baby! i wrote the best song!” he smiles at you, his cheeks scrunched together as his face shines proudly.

“let’s hear it,” you ask, quickly grabbing your headphones so you could listen carefully.

he places the phone down against his water bottle, changing the view slightly.

his hair is hiding beneath a beanie, probably because he couldn’t be bothered to tame it, and his laptop is right in front of him.

other than that you can’t see much considering there’s only a small lamp illuminating the room, pointing only at the desk. there’s pieces of paper crumbled by the laptop—unwanted lyrics, you suppose.

“it doesn’t have a name yet,” he introduces, “and i might give it to the company because i’m not sure if the vibe is right for us. i think it could be right maybe if chan rearranges it a bit, but i don’t think it needs any change at all. maybe? maybe if felix sings the bridge then—“

“—hey! j.one!” he looks over at you, eyes wide and mouth in a small circle. “just play the song and then we can discuss it?”

he nods at you, sitting back in his chair and pressing play on his program.

the track starts playing loudly on the speakers around him. it’s slightly choppy, not the best quality to hear a song for the first time through a phone like this, but jisung is extremely impatient. he wanted you to hear the song right away, quite literally as soon as he finished recording the last part of it. so you didn’t mind straining slightly to try and catch all the lyrics.

jisung bops his head along to the beat, his face extremely serious as he listens back carefully.

you assume it’s only his second or third time hearing it back in completion since he doesn’t even monitor your reactions like he sometimes does—instead he’s taking notes.

you know his favourite part is coming up when his hand lifts into the air, dropping in time with the beat before the chorus plays again.

his eyebrows are scrunched together as a much faster rap verse starts, and you can tell he’s monitoring the cadence, even if it is just a demo track and he will most definitely re-record the vocals once he decides what to do with the track.

only when the song ends does he look back at you, expectedly, eyebrows high on his nervous face.

you clap your hands, nodding at him.

“nah, say what you actually think!” he all but scolds you.

“i think it deserved applause!”

he sends you a look before you go into more detail. what you thought of the beat, and the pace, and the sound, and the vibe. you aren’t professionally involved in music, you only know the words jisung taught you, but he still insists your opinion is more important than chan’s to him. you tell him that flattery isn’t useful in this situation, nor do you believe its true, but he stands by it.

“but the lyrics,” you start, and jisung’s eyes frown at your tone. “they’re incredibly moving, ji, but they’re so sad.”

“yeah,” he just nods, no longer looking at you.

“the beat doesn’t match how sad it is,” you comment, trying to disguise your worries as a simple criticism of the work.

“that’s on purpose though,” he says quickly, “i think it’s so sad that if the music matched it would be too much. plus, the feeling i’m talking about is acting like everything is normal, so a quick beat matches perfectly.”

you nod. “and why are you acting like everything is normal?”

jisung sighs, before he answers your question with a completely different one. “do you think i should give the song to someone else?”

“no,” you say, “felix would suit the bridge. and an emotional song is always best when it’s sang by someone that can relate.”

“i don’t wanna talk about it,” he says, knowing where you’re trying to take the conversation.

“and yet you called me to listen to it,” you cock your eyebrows up.

jisung rests his head against the chair for a moment, looking up as he thinks over his next words carefully. then he tells you all about it—the inspiration behind another one of his sad songs. you listen carefully, humming and nodding and offering your support and your words when he asks for them.

after about an hour on the phone a warning comes up to tell you you only have 20% left.

you go to grab your charger, and the pause in conversation causes the subject to move to your day and your plans for the weekend before they circle back to the song.

you do really like it, and tell him as such, encouraging him to show it to chan and the others soon.

after you say your goodbyes, and you reassure jisung of how much you love him, you go to sleep with the beat still stuck in your head.

when you tell jisung that the next morning he decides he can’t possibly give that track to anyone else—not even his band.

the company like it so much they let him release it as one of his solo tracks—his face beaming when he tells you the news two weeks later. right before playing another new song for you.

felix… games

“no way!” you gasp as you look around felix’s room for the very first time. he has all sorts of trinkets and fairy lights and even a beautiful piece of artwork on the wall. and then there’s his computer with the huge double monitor—which looks more expensive than anything else you’ve seen in the house so far.

but by the monitor there is a glass case, and inside it is an original gameboy.

“does it still work?” you ask enthusiastically.

“of course it does,” he scoffs, “i play it all the time.”

“you play your switch all the time,” you correct him.

“and then i play a little bit of that one,” he says, “it has the first ever pokémon on it.”

“what other games do you have for it?” you ask, eyes sparkling at him.

felix pulls out a box from the shelves above his monitor and hands it to you.

you opened it quickly, picking up all the different games inside it. all the popular ones are there, as well as ones you’ve never even heard of before. you can count at least three dozen in there. there’s also games for a nintendo ds (you spot a pink one on the shelf where the box once was), at least another dozen. you sigh and hand the box back to him.

“you really are a nerd, yeah?”

felix grins at you before giving you a sloppy kiss and carefully placing the box back on the shelf.

the tour continues as felix shows you his collection of twice albums and mangas and his deadpool mask he used for a performance once.

he further proves your point when he starts telling you just how rare one of his comic books are, but you indulge him. you think nothing is more rare than the sparkle in his eyes when he talks about his nerdy stuff—as if he brought down the whole galaxy into this very room—so you give him your full attention as he speaks.

later that night, when you’re both fed and dressed in comfier clothes, him and his younger roommates start playing a game. felix only said yes because you were showering (and you said it’ll take a while because you wanted to do a hair mask) but now that you’re back he asks the boys to pause it.

“no, no, it’s fine!” you say, not wanting to get on their bad side on your first night staying over. “maybe i can play on your ds in the meantime?”

seungmin snickers to himself, but he’s so focused on the game you’re not sure it was in response to what you said.

“i saw that you had nintendogs and i can definitely entertain myself with that while you guys finish your… mission or whatever it is.”

“y/n, let me stop you right there,” jeongin smirks, eyes still focused on the screen. “no one is allowed to touch hyung’s games so—“ felix elbows his friend, but that doesn’t stop him from talking, “—we’re only allowed to use the xbox when he’s with us and because we have our own controllers.”

“i almost died once before i was made aware of that rule,” seungmin adds.

you notice felix’s cheeks have gone red, his freckles dusting over the new colour. he’s always been extremely generous to you—if it was gifts or his time or his things. but if his games were a line for him you didn’t want to cross it, nor did you mean to.

“oh, of course!” you say quickly, “i can just do something else. you guys enjoy the game!”

you move to get up but felix stops you, placing a hand on your knee before he pauses the game. luckily they weren’t in the middle of a fight or anything, so the boys don’t protest too much.

felix places a kiss on your cheek before he gets up, walks to his room, and comes back with the console in his hand.

you can see seungmin’s jaw drop.

“what?” you blink up at felix as he places the game in your hand.

“you can start a new game and name it so i’ll know it’s yours for whenever you come over,” he smiles simply, nodding at you.

“unbelievable,” jeongin mumbles.

“i guess there really is such a thing as girlfriend privilege,” seungmin shakes his head.

felix smiles at you when you power up the console, kissing your temple when you shuffle closer to him. then he gets back to the game—not letting either of his roommates comment on the situation further.

seungmin… hoodies

“no,” seungmin says simply.

jisung was stood in your hotel room, begging seungmin to let him borrow that hoodie of his, the one with the red heart on the front. according to jisung, it’s exactly what his outfit is missing.

“what about that hoodie you wore yesterday?”

“no, the heart is what makes it because i’m gonna wear a red bandana and—“

“—so you’re stealing minnie’s whole fashion sense?” you chime in. seungmin smirks proudly at his friend as he raises his eyebrows.

“no, uh, i just wanna try something different,” jisung defends.

“if i may,” you try, offering your own fashion advice. jisung had a very nice cardigan with a hint of red in it, and you reminded him of that. he thought it over.

“a hoodie would be warmer though,” he tries again, flashing your boyfriend the best puppy eyes he could master.

“sorry, hyung,” seungmin shakes his head, “y/n already called that hoodie for tonight.”

jisung looks over at you, eyes wide.

“you couldn’t have said that earlier? i’ve been stood here wasting my time!” he rants some more as he leaves the room, letting the whole floor know about his inconsiderate friend that won’t let him live his fashion life to the fullest.

you laugh as his voice dies down slowly.

“so now i gotta find an outfit that works with that hoodie i guess?” you raise your eyebrows at him.

you did not call that hoodie for tonight at all actually, but if that was seungmin’s only excuse, you didn’t want to contradict him in front of his extremely stubborn friend.

“you could’ve just let him borrow it for tonight,” you try reasoning.

“nope,” seungmin pouts, “you’re the only one that should be wearing my hoodies.”

you laugh at him, wrapping your arms around him as you kiss his jaw softly.

“now i feel bad,” you tease, “i get bestowed with such an honour and i don’t even want your hoodie.”

he gasps. “you steal them all the time!”

“yeah,” you scrunch your face as you chuckle, “but now that you gave me permission i don’t want them anymore.”

“you’re so annoying,” he groans, pinching your sides. you yelp, jumping at the sensation before slapping his shoulder.

“i will wear it,” you say simply, “but only so ji doesn’t think you’re a liar.”

you walk towards the closet, where seungmin unloaded his whole suitcase into, and pick out the now infamous hoodie. you smile softly to yourself—it really is your favourite of his.

seungmin chuckles at your reaction, before sucking his teeth. “we’ll be late for dinner, come on.”

jeongin… personal space

jeongin does not like physical affection. he doesn’t do hugs or kisses or cuddles. that’s his rule.

but every rule has an exception and you’re the living proof.

when anyone else tries to touch him he squirms away, usually making a comment suitable for a spoiled child. but whenever you’re near him he does everything in his power to be closer to you.

if you’re walking down the street he’ll wrap his pinky around yours or sometimes he’ll fully grab your hand and sway your arms as you two walk.

he’ll play with your hair a lot too, always making sure to move it out the way before you start digging into your meal so it doesn’t get in your food.

if you’re watching a movie his thighs are in your lap and his arms around you. maybe he’ll even put his head on your shoulder if he’s a little sleepy that night.

and he refuses to fall asleep without his hand lazily sprawled across your body in some way or another.

the boys are definitely jealous, so they try their luck with jeongin after they see the physical affection between you two.

he still pushes them away with disproportionate disgust.

one time you were there to witness it and he fully grabbed you—using your body as a shield between him and chan’s attempted cuddles.

“no touchy!” he reminds him, grabbing onto your arms as he makes himself as small as possible to avoid chan reaching him.

“it’s not fair,” chan whines, “you let her touch you all the time!”

“channie-hyung,” jeongin pokes his head around your shoulder, ready to push you between him and his attacker at any moment if needed. “you realise it’s different when it’s you.”

“why?”

“because i love her,” he says it so simply, as if chan is silly for even needing that explanation. as if that isn’t the first time he’s said that out loud.

chan raises his eyebrows in surprise and you’re sure he’s just mirroring your shocked facial expression.

“you don’t love me?” chan reacts quickly, letting the tension die in the air as he insists he must hug jeongin now. ducking behind you, he grabs onto him and pulls him away from you. jeongin escapes from chan’s grip and they both start running around the room like absolute children until chan tackles him into a bear hug.

later that night you’re in jeongin’s bed, his hands locked behind your back as he pulls you fully on top of him.

“innie,” you start, as casually as you can, “you know if you don’t like them in your personal space you can just say that.”

“yes, i tell them all the time. no touchy.”

“i meant, you didn’t have to say that to chan just as an excuse,” you say, your finger wrapping around the string of his hoodie.

jeongin knits his brows as he looks at you.

“huh?”

“just… don’t feel like you have to lie.”

“lie? what are you talking about?”

he really doesn’t seem to remember what he said, so you swallow down the awkwardness and take a breath.

“you shouldn’t have told chan you lov—“ but before you can repeat what he said, jeongin’s eyes grow wide and his palm lands on your mouth, stopping you from saying anything else.

“i remember what i said now!” he says, looking everywhere but at you. “no, uh, no need to repeat it!”

you bite down on his palm gently, enough to get him to yelp and retreat his hand away so you can speak your mind.

“so you meant it?”

the redness on his cheek is enough of an answer, but jeongin decides to verbalise it, too. “no.”

“innie, don’t lie to me!”

he grabs you closer, practically shoving your head into his neck so you don’t see his warm face. he grunts.

“i, i didn’t, well, it’s just—“

“i love you, too.”

the grip on your waist loosens for only a moment before he squeezes you even closer to him, regardless of how your airways are coping.

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hyunjinsbelovedamericano · 4 months

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Sleepy time with bf! skz

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Tysm for the request! I have wrote something like this before but I have way more ideas

Fluff ofc, implied fem reader on Felix's part

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Bangchan

Winter times is the time where you and bangchans sleeping schedule drop,4am is the new 20:00pm! Even though you have to wake up 3 hours early tomorrow it doesn't stop you from staying up late

Youd end up scrolling on Amazon looking up things that you wanted, Chan knew that you were a shopaholic your basket was FLOODED with items

"baby,you can't keep adding items to your basket like that"

"What why"

"You don't have that much money"

"Yeah but you do"

Chan sighed knowing he couldn't say anything back to this,he always wanted to shower you with gifts he should expect your basket to overflowed like that.

He didn't wanna keep you up too long though,so he cradled you to sleep like you were a baby,your knees would be up to chin and you would be laying on your side,Chan would put him arms around your waist his warm hands relieving any type of pain your stomach was having

Lee know

Lee know would 100% loveeee to cuddle with you and his cats, it's like free melatonin.Soongie would be in between the both of you, purring from the head scratches.

If you're struggling to sleep, say no more, Soongie, Doongie,Dori and Minho are to the rescue!It's like sleeping on clouds, it's comfy cosy and it has Lee know. What more could you want? Right before going to sleep Lee know would help you prepare for bed, if you weren't having such a good day he would help you with your skincare, make sure you have fresh pjs you just have to go to sleep stress free.

He would be a bit confused though, I don't think he would have the best knowledge on how these face masks work

"No,lino-you,you have to-wait"

The face mask would end up all over your face, even going in your mouth once

From now on you know to sheet face masks preventing anything bad happening in the future

Changbin

Changbin always had energy so it would be harder to fall asleep with him,he's constantly so giggly and silly but it's hard to hate him because.. It's changbin

You had a very big collection of plushies which changbin found very cute, before you even started dating you forced him to memorise the plushies names. You had them piled up on the side of the bed and made him name the plushies you picked up.

"Whats his name?"

"That's a he? I thought it was a she-"

You would get frustrated with him not being able to remember ANY of them, you taught him this!

"Changbin! You know this"

"I kinda don't though"

You sigh heavily and plop down on the bed beside him,

"I was too busy looking at your pretty face"

He would try to cheer you up with being a flirt, it wasn't gonna be that easy though. He would have to smother your face is kisses and cuddle you trying to get you to relax, once he noticed that you started getting sleepy he would lay his head on his chest playing with your hair,falling asleep with you

Hyunjin

Hyunjin would treat you like a princess, he wants to make sure you enjoy every bit of your rest,you guys would be snuggled up in a heated blanket he got you for your birthday, this time of the month is the coldest and he definitely doesn't want you to get sick

If you had trouble sleeping he would sing you to sleep,play with your hair until you fall asleep. Anything that makes you feel at ease

When you wake up kkami would be there in between the both of you,how did he even get here? Whatever he's here now and that's all that matters

You guys would have debates on who has to switch off the light

"Hyunjin I'm already in bed"

"So am i"

"Yeah, but, I got here first"

"I don't wanna get up tho"

"Neither do I!"

You would end up forcing him to do it 🤷‍♀️

Han

Omg han would snore so loud,your trying to get some peaceful rest and all of a sudden you hear this agitating grating sound, turns out it han! And he's snoring

You expressed to him how loud and annoying he can be when he's asleep, to this he just acts oblivious and clueless

"What dym I snore? No I don't"

"Are you certain?."

But when he doesn't snore you guys would be pulling all-nighters knowing you have to wake up early the next day

Binge watching your fav k-dramas, one more episode wouldn't hurt right?

I honestly see han being a drooler, he sleeps with his mouth open most of the time which causes drool to fall down the side of his mouth, ew

Felix

He would ramble to the extreme, like daymn don't you ever run out of words to say?

Yk those clips of him where he just says the most stupidest things to ever exist, yeah he's gonna dump them on you

"Yk how Australia is two or three hours ahead of Korea,if you think about it when I go from Sydney to Korea... I'm basically time traveling"

"Felix go to sleep"

All he does is talk honestly,yappa yappa yappa

He would talk until you fall asleep, when he's not talking about stupid shit, he would be talking about your future

Like your wedding day, how many kids you wanna have

"We should have 5 kids"

"NOO"

"Why not?"

"If ur birthing the kids then sure"

Seungmin

You and seungmin would 100% pillow flight, even if you're not awake he'd hit you with a pillow

If you have to get up early and you're not waking up he's just hit you with the nearest pillow he can find

"Honey wake up"

"Honey get your ass up"

".... Okay then"

All of a sudden you'd wake up from being brutally attacked by a pillow, how rude of him

"Seungmin, ow-what are you doing?!"

"I told you to wake up"

What a menace

Jeongin

I lowkey think jeongin would sleep walk, just for lil bit yk😋

You would wake up in the middle of the night and turn to side to see no jeongin, where did he go?

Just as you were about to get up to look for him you heard a creak from the door, you turned to see jeongin leaning his head against the door

Obviously you were confused like,what when how why

You rushed to him and tapped him on the shoulder gently not wanting to alarm him

"Jeongin wtf"

This seemed to awake his from... Whatever and he snapped back into reality

"How did I get here?"

"I don't know you tell me"

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luvrhyune · 1 year

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-; ✧˖*°࿐ A BABY . SKZ .

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ SUMMARY ; asking your skz partner for a baby.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ PAIRING ; ot8 x gn! reader.

— warnings ; swearing, thats it, idk its funny.

— notes ; go nuts & reblog 🫶🏽.

masterlist.

— CHAN , MINHO & CHANGBIN !

— HYUNJIN , JISUNG & FELIX !

— SEUNGMIN & JEONGIN !

-; ✧˖*°࿐ PERMANENT TAG LIST !!

@hyunverse , @ddenoudepression , , @bbujiikseu , @seungbinbin , @hanstan127 , @notastraykid , @seraphicsolitude , @sunboki , @yongbokkari

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charmercharm3r · 8 months

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Thinking about sub!professor!Changbin with a vibrator in his ass (that you're controlling) while he teaches the class. He keeps looking at you, and his eyes are basically "Mercy". Possibly ends with coming in his pants? (I need to cleanse my mind)

hehe ok so not rly sub but for fantasy’s sake, let’s pretend ur not actually a student and ur just his s/o sitting in on one of his classes pretending to be one (just cus i can’t handle actually writing professor x student for my conscience)

like a lil vibrator that u control on ur phone, while he’s teaching ur turning it off n on, messing with the strength of it to see what kind of reactions he emits. then he suddenly calls ur name and puts u on the spot in front of the whole class, “i thought i said no phones in class. if i catch u again, we’re gonna have a private chat about respect and participation.”

“sorry, sir.”

it’s the name that gets him, a sly smirk that only u understand and take it as a challenge. a cat and mouse game where u hide ur phone in ur lap when his back is turned, pretending to be taking notes when he faces u. u have to hold back small praises when u see his throat hitch as the strength of the vibrator increases and u know he’s holding back. u would never do anything to actually embarrass him in front of his class, but it’s definitely fun to see him break a sweat. “it’s hot in here, isn’t it?” and takes off his blazer.

u can see all the girls in the class sitting up straighter, twirling their hair and biting their pencils while giving him a look. he’s not paying any attention to them, only the now slowly increasing level of the vibrator that makes his eyes always glance over in ur direction.

an hour goes by like this and he’s red in the face and taking water break one after another. jesus, he feels like he’s gonna explode except that he won’t let himself. for his pride and ego, he won’t let u get away with this.

as soon as class is over and everyone is getting up to leave, he excuses himself to the back room that’s used for storage. once he’s safely out of view, you turn the setting a few levels even higher, the level u would usually use to actually get him hot and bothered.

except he’s been riled up ever since u stuck the damn thing in his ass before leaving the house. changbin’s surprised he didn’t leak through his pants, and he’s glad u didn’t do ur worst while he was teaching.

uh oh, he’s too far strung, and now he can finally give in to the feeling. there’s no time to take off his pants fully, why aren’t u coming to rescue him?

u wait outside the door of the storage room, listening to his muffled pants and u just know he’s biting his fist to keep from moaning any louder. the higher pitched noises are becoming more frequent, he’s close. that’s when u finally open the door just enough to slide urself through. all it takes is one little smile and head tilt from u, and he’s coming in his boxers. pants half assed pulled down his hips, palming himself over the plaid material, changbin falls back onto one of the spare desks as u slow the vibrations to let him ride out the high peacefully.

and when it’s over, the hooded stare he gives u tells u ur in a whole lot of trouble. “didn’t i already warn you? guess you’ll need a private lesson.”

#momo’s mailbox #stray kids #stray kids smut #skz #skz smut #stray kids changbin #skz changbin #seo changbin #changbin smut #changbin x yn #changbin x reader #changbin x you #stray kids hard thoughts #stray kids hard hours #skz hard thoughts #skz hard hours

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straylightdream · 1 year

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If you’re too shy

Seo Changbin x f.reader

college au

↳ After three months together Changbin still manages to surprise you often.

wc: 3.5k

warnings: unprotected sex, dirty talk, begging, oral (male receiving), oral fixation, size kink, breeding kink, a little bit of cockwarming, soft dom Changbin, dry humping, names such as: (baby, kitten, pretty)

an: I unexpectedly wrote a part two Open Mind. I absolutely love this couple and they inspired my college series. This is always loosely connected to other college skz stories called SSFW

Your day at school dragged on and after finishing a huge test you were excited to find your boyfriend waiting outside your class. You rush into his arms and he holds you close. There is nothing quite like his warm embrace. There is just something about him that feels right when he holds you.

“Somebody missed me,” he says. You hadn’t seen him in two days because he was busy at work in the studio, and you had spent the last two days working on a huge essay that was due. This essay has left you exhausted and stressed out. Of course you missed your boyfriend. Nothing in the world sounded better than getting to spend time with him.

“I didn’t miss you at all,” you joked before pressing a kiss to the tip of his nose.

“Ouch,” he releases you dramatically.

“Do you want to hear me say, I desperately missed my boyfriend so much?” You love teasing him like this. It absolutely riles him up and what comes next in the bedroom is always fun.

“Please stroke my ego,” he reaches down, taking your hand.

“You only want me to stroke your ego?”

Leaning forward his lips brush against your ear, “believe me I prefer you stroke my cock too, but we’re in public kitten.” A shiver runs down your spine. Pushing your thighs together you feel yourself growing wet at his dirty words.

Without saying another word he tugs on your hand pulling you down the hall. Things with Changbin are never dull. In the three months you’ve been dating you’ve fallen head over heels for him. You never know what to expect with him. One day he’s whispering the dirtiest things in your ear before bending you over the closest surface he can find, and the next he’s taking you out on a romantic date. With him you really get both sides of things. You won’t ever complain though, you love the duality of him. He’s the same way in bed, sometimes you have messy or rough sex and then there are times like your one month anniversary where Changbin filled your room with roses and proceed to make slow love to you on your bed.

“Where are you taking me?” You’re curious where he’s leading you.

“I was taking you to my apartment,” he leads you towards his car.

“What are we doing at your place?” You hadn’t exactly made plans on what you were going to do. Changbin had texted you in the morning telling you he would pick you up from your last class of the day.

“Hyunjin is gone for the day with Felix, and I’m attempting to get Minho and Angel to go on one of their ‘not a date’ dates.” You can’t help but smile at the mention of Changbin’s roommates that are clearly together even if they don’t realize it.

“Shouldn’t we maybe leave them alone so they can have the apartment to themselves?” You know from Changbin has told you and sworn you to secrecy that Minho and Angel are having sex.

“Believe me even if they stay in the apartment us being there won’t stop them from having sex. They’re really good at being sneaky and not loud.”

“Do they still not know you know?”

“No and I’m not gonna tell them. I just want them to leave so we can fuck with peace and quiet,” his blunt statement makes you laugh.

“We can go back to my place.”

“I'm pretty sure your roommate hates me. We aren’t exactly quiet.”

“Fine, let's go to your place. Did you just pick me up from class just so we can have sex?”

He stops in front of his car, releasing your hand. “No I didn’t pick you up just to have sex. I wanted to spend time with my girl and cuddle. Having sex is just a bonus.”

Walking into Changbin’s place he takes your bag and drops it off in his room before coming back to the living room where he left you. Minho peaked his head out the kitchen looking at you and waving. You and Changbin walked towards where his roommates were. Angel and Minho were in the kitchen talking about where they wanted to eat. Chan and his girlfriend get brought up a few times while you listen to them talk.

Changbin walks up behind you wrapping his arms around your stomach resting his check on your shoulder. “So are you guys going out for the night?”

“Why?” Angel asked.

“No reason was just curious.” Your boyfriend wasn’t being subtle at all.

Minho arches his brow at Changbin, “Bin why do you want us to leave?”

Angel rolls her eyes letting you know she knows exactly why Changbin wants the place to himself. “Do you want the short answer or the long answer?”

“Please don’t make him answer that,” you plead. Your boyfriend does a great job of saying things that make your face burn like the sun with embarrassment.

“Angel, did you want to get dinner with Chan and Bambi?” Minho doesn’t push for any more answers from Changbin or you. “Chan mentioned them going out and asked if we wanted to tag along.”

“Yeah that works for me,” Angel smiles. “Bin, can we come back at midnight please?”

“Of course you can,” you speak up before your boyfriend can respond.

The moment you’re alone in Changbin apartment he turns on the tv in the living room. He ordered take out and you sat on the couch comfortably enjoying time with your boyfriend.

After your finished eating you cuddled up next to Changbin with your eyes glued to

The tv. Things started out innocent. You leaned against him as you were on another episode of Crash Landing On you. His hand rested on your thigh catching your attention. Leaning over he pressed his lips to yours for a quick kiss.

The kiss is far from innocent from the beginning. He wastes no time pulling your body on top of him so you’re straddling his thighs. Strong hands roam your back as his lips move across your jaw. You think back to the countless times when Changbin would bring your study sessions to an end with you on his lap kissing you while you dry humped him. Out of instinct you roll your hips forward. He groans as your legging covered core brushes against his jean clad pelvis. You keep rolling your hips against his until you start to feel his straining erection against his jeans.

“Someone is excited,” you smile, pulling away from his lips.

“Oh kitten,” he groans.

Getting off him without a word you walk off towards his bedroom. You know you have the apartment to yourself but you don’t want to risk one of his roommates randomly turning up. The last thing you want is for one of the three of them to see you naked in their living room.

You don’t wait for him to follow you, as soon as you’re in his room you start removing your clothes. The moment he’s in the room he shuts his door and stares at you for a moment before he starts stripping away his own clothes. You’re both left standing there completely naked.

“Sit on the edge of the bed please,” you say.

Sitting on your knees between his legs you look up at him. The site of him naked in front of you is something you’ll never get over. His hand reaches out and he runs his thumb across your bottom lip. Your lips part and he slides his thumb into your both. The way he looks at you with lust filled eyes is enough to make you feel weak.

“Kitten you’re so pretty,” he practically moans. Pulling his thumb from your mouth you lean in closer. Ever so slowly you lick the broad head of erection. The moan that passes his lips is music to your ears. Taking his length in your mouth you take him about half way before pulling away. Leaning back in to lick his length.

“You have to say that,” you say between licks.

“I don’t have to do anything,” he smiles.

“I’m your girlfriend. Don’t you have to say nice things to me?” you tease.

“I’m only saying things that are true,” he groans as you take his length as far as he’ll go into your mouth. “Baby everything about you is perfect”

A warm feeling takes over your body as you look at Changbin whose eyes are locked on yours. Your hands help with your technique. He is just long enough he doesn’t fully fit into your mouth. You’ve mastered the art of blowing your boyfriend and you know how to make him puddy in your hands.

He moans your name as his stomach tightens letting you know if you don’t stop soon he’ll finish in your mouth.

Pulling away releasing him from your mouth you wipe your mouth smiling at him. Pushing yourself off the ground, you stand between his legs, he grabs your ass pulling you closer.

“You’re so perfect,” he groans.

He stands up still holding you close to him. “Changbin, what do you think about going bare?” You had been thinking about this for the last couple of weeks. You’ve never trusted anyone like you trust him, and after hearing Bambi talk about Chan’s breeding kink you couldn’t lie it piqued your interest.

“We’ve never done that,” he responds.

“I’m on the pill and I think I would like to try that if it’s something you’re interested in.”

“I would love to know what it’s like to feel you completely bare.”

Leaning forward he presses his lips to yours. One hand rests on the side of your neck holding you close to him. This man is absolutely intoxicating and you can’t seem to get enough of him. Pulling away grinning he reaches out taking your breast in his hand. His thumb dragging across your pebbled nipple earning a moan from you.

In the three months you and Changbin has been together you’ve had sex too many times to count, but that doesn’t mean you can’t get enough of him. Every time you're together it feels like a whole new experience.

Laying on your back he has your left leg raised resting on his shoulder as he sits on his hunches. His bare length pushes into you, earning a gasp. One hand grips your hip. Closing your eyes you moan attempting to adjust to the stretching feeling. No matter how many times you do this the thickness of his cock always leaves you slightly sore at first.

“Bin,” you moan, reaching for his hand.

“Yes baby?”

“You feel so good.” There aren’t enough compliments in the world you can give this man. The smirk he gives you when you compliment him always makes you smile. Your boyfriend is absolutely beautiful and everything about him is absolutely so sexy, and he’s aware he’s hot but he isn’t cocky.

“Bin?” You moan with his first deep thrust.

“Yes kitten?”

“I want you close,” you reach for his hand.

He stills and takes your leg off his shoulder. Spreading your legs more he moves so hand hovering over the top of you. He slowly thrust into you causing you to gasp. Reaching up your hand rests on his cheek. The look in his eyes aren’t the normal lust filled haze he gives while you’re having sex. There’s an admiration behind them this time. His hips push into yours at a slow but deep pace. Leaning up you press your lips to his for a searing kiss.

One of your hands moves down his back resting on his butt. You pull him closer to you causing him to still be inside you. He doesn’t try thrust he just holds still looking down at you.

“Please kiss me,” you whisper.

His lips crush into yours and kisses like he needs you to breathe. Your lips move together as his tongue slides against yours. Your hands roam this beautiful bare back.

“You’re so beautiful,” you moan as his lips kiss their way across your jaw. You could stay like this forever with him. The feeling of him snug inside you while he kisses you sends a warm feeling to your stomach.

“My pretty girl knows just the right things to say to me.”

Ever so slowly he starts moving his hips. Your hands roam his back as he slowly picks up the pace. Your head rolls back moaning.

With each slow thrust you feel his thick length hitting just the right spot inside you. With your right hand you reach for his hand.

“Baby can’t seem to get enough of me,” he groans.

“Can we change positions?”

Leaning forward he presses a quick kiss to your lips. “How do you want it kitten?” He stills completely.

“Can I ride you while you sit up against the headboard?”

Silently he follows your request. He moves so he is sitting with his back against the headboard. You move so you’re hovering over his length. Slowly you slide down his length earning a moan from him. Filled to the brim you sit on his thighs. You press your lips to his for a searing kiss as his hands massage your breast. You work at a slow pace rolling your hips against his. You don’t want rough or quick sex tonight. You want it slow and intense. Rolling your head back a loud moan passes your lips.

“Thank god we’re home alone,” he says. His hands move to grip your sides to help move you up and down his length slowly.

“Bin,” you whine. His lips are on your neck while his hands are anywhere they can reach. Your fingers are tangled in his hair holding him close to you. He feels everywhere all at once. His hands on your body and lips against your neck are driving you wild.

“Pretty you sound so good,” he groans against your skin. Your fingers tighten in his hair. “Does my pretty girl need my fingers on you?” Changbin knows everything he needs to know about your body and knows that most of the time you need more stimulation than just his dick to find your sweet release.

“Yes.”

His hand dips between your bodies and his fingers start making quick work at rubbing your sensitive clit. A loud gasp passes your lips as the coil in your stomach starts to tighten. His fingers continue their ministration. You rolled your hips up and down his length desperately trying to find your release he’s helping you chase.

A warm wave washes over you as you find your release. You stop moving your hips moaning his name as your walls tug on his length. He nips at the sensitive skin on your neck. Your heart races as your walls contract, milking Changbin’s still very hard cock.

“Baby can you lay on your back for me?” He asks.

Your body feels like jello as you remove yourself from Changbin and lay down on the bed with your legs spread. Your high is still washing over you as Changbin settles between your legs. He thrust into you slowly at first before picking up his pace a little. You cling to his body holding him close to you as he tries to find his own release. He crashes his lips into yours muffling your moans.

A few sloppy thrust lets you know he’s close to finding his own release. “Are you going to come inside me?” You ask, staring into his warm eyes.

“Do you want to feel my cum inside you?” He groans.

You nod your head desperately wanting to feel his release.

“I’ll give it to you kitten,” with one particularly hard thrust he finds his release. He slowly thrust into you as he paints your walls white. His chest slowly heaves as his high washes over him.

He pulls out of you and watches as his release slowly drips out of you. “I fully understand why Chan likes doing this,” he chuckles before hopping off the bed. He rushes across the hall to the bathroom and comes back with a warm washcloth. He cleaned up his release from your sensitive core. He tosses the cloth in his hamper before joining you back on bed.

Laying in bed behind you with his body curled up close to yours. There something so intimate about the two of you laying like this after having sex. Ever so gently he leans forward pressing his lips to your bare shoulder.

“I love you,” his statement catches you completely off guard.

Freezing in place your mind goes at a million miles an hour as you think about the three words he just said to you. “Excuse me what?” You aren’t sure if you heard him properly.

You roll over and look at him absolutely confused on what is going on.

“I love you,” he pulls back looking slightly hurt.

“You love me?”

“Why does that sound crazy to you? I’ve been your boyfriend for three months? It’s rare that I sleep alone anymore and I’m with you almost every day.”

“No one has ever said they love me.” You think back to your little relationships you’ve had but they have never led to someone saying they love you.

“Well then I’m proud to be the first person to confess their love to you.”

“I love you too,” your voice is soft. Almost as if you’re afraid to say it out loud. “Is this what sex is like when want to confess you’re in love?”

“I wanted to tell you I loved you for the last two weeks. But today just felt right,” he presses his lips to your bare shoulder for a gentle kiss. “Do you know that Jisung told Honey he loved her after just a month together. I remember him telling me he thought he loved her and I thought he was crazy, and I saw you later that day and when I watched you working on assignments, there was something about the way you looked at me when I said your name that made me realize that I just didn’t like you. I realized then that I was falling for you hard. I fully understood what Chan felt when he looked at Bambi.”

His sweet words gave you butterflies. You can’t help but smile at his confession. “Have you ever been in love?”

“Do you want my honest answer?”

“I always want you to be honest.”

“When I was seventeen I thought I was in love with Bambi, but I realized it was just a crush. I knew she would never look at me the way she did Chan. I’ve never been the type of person to be someone’s boyfriend. So I guess I haven’t really been in love,” he rolls onto his back staring at the ceiling. You move so you’re laying on your side staring at him. His confession that he thought he might have loved his best friend when he was a teenager didn’t make you jealous or anything like. You were just happy he felt safe being honest with you.

“Have you ever told anyone about Bambi?”

“Oh god no. Chan was so desperately in love with her from the moment he met her, and she was crazy about him. I knew from the beginning even if I really did love her it didn't matter. I never told Jisung because I wouldn’t want him to be in the middle of something. I realized after prom when we went together even though I liked her, she was always going to love Chan more.”

Moving closer to him you rest your head on his chest. “Thank you for telling me that.”

“You aren’t upset are you?”

“Not at all. I appreciate that you trust me enough to be honest about you. I’m not jealous or upset you liked someone else, because you don’t love her. You love me and that’s all that matters,” you can’t help but smile at the fact he loves you.

“I love you so much (Y/N).” He presses his lips to the top of your head.

“I love you too Changbin.”

You lay there cuddling for a little while before Changbin pulls your body on top of his while he kisses you. “How long do you think we have until Minho and Angel are home?” He asks between kisses.

“It’s 10:52.”

“That’s plenty of time to make you cum at least twice,” he says, earning a laugh from you.

It’s not long before he is on your back moaning his name again. After midnight when his roommates are finally home and he’s worn you out completely you’re dressed in nothing but one of his shirts curled up close to him. You’re on the verge of passing out when he whispers, “I love you so damn much.” You fall asleep knowing you found the man you truly love.

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straykeedz · 9 months

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dirty little secret; hhj

pairing: hwang hyunjin x afab!reader;

genre: s, a bit angsty in the end???;

summary: you and hyunjin have a private account where you share all of your intimate stuff. one day, somebody finds out your secret.

word count: 1,2k

TW: mentions of masturbation (both m and f); mentions of explicit photos & videos; mention of penetrative sex; [please lmk if i forgot anything!]

requested by anon! 🫶 hopes it lives up to your expectations 🫧

as per usual, keep in mind that english is not my first language, so lmk if you spot any mistakes/typos ♡

MINORS DNI WITH THIS!

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Changbin swore he’d already seen that bracelet somewhere.

His eyebrows furrowed as he paused the video playing on his computer, and felt a bit stupid for staring a such an insignificant little detail when he had his bare, throbbing cock in his hand and a naked woman on full display on his screen with her partner in between her legs, balls deep inside of her. But the bracelet she was wearing looked so familiar… He had seen it before for sure - the question was where?

With the thought of that stupid bracelet still on his mind, he eventually unpaused the video and started stroking his cock again, in desperate need of release.

He couldn’t see the woman’s face - he never did, that’s what made it even more exciting in his opinion. He’d subscribed to her private channel way back when the pandemic had started and he’d found himself alone and sexually frustrated for months. He’d been paying his subscription ever since, and hadn’t missed a single post, picture or video since day one. It was the only channel he followed.

It was his dirty little secret.

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It had started during the pandemic.

You were just trying to spice things up in the bedroom, and posting racy photos and videos online seemed to be the perfect solution for you and Hyunjin - your husband. It wasn’t for the money, really, you just wanted to have some fun with your man, that’s how you came up with your dirty little plan.

Hyunjin had been reluctant at first, not fully convinced by the idea of recording the most intimate moments he shared with you and posting them on the internet for everyone to see. So, he made it very clear since the beginning - he didn’t want neither of you to be recognizable in any way. That’s why you only recorded and posted videos filming only your bodies.

At first, you only posted photos.

You still remember clearly the first photo you ever shared - you wore black lingerie, and were kneeling on the mattress of yours and Hyunjin’s bed. He was behind you, one hand groping one of your boobs and the other one inside your panties, two of his fingers buried deep inside you.

Then, you started sharing videos - more and more explicit and revealing.

It felt nice knowing that you and your husband shared something racy and erotic, and your physical intimacy benefitted from that. You and Hyunjin had become even closer than before, and even your sex life had improved. You’d fuck whenever - not only when you had to film some content for your channel. Plus, both your and his sex drive had become almost insatiable now, to the point you’d often bail on your friends or leave early whenever you hang out with them just to go home and fuck each other’s brains out.

You didn’t tell anyone about your secret activities online - it was your dirty little secret.

☾

Then, Changbin noticed that she had a tattoo. Huh. It must be new, because it most definitely wasn’t there in the previous videos. A letter, a capital H on her hip.

Why on earth was he staring at a fucking tattoo while on his screen there was a naked woman with cum dripping out of her pussy and leaking onto the sheets was a fucking mystery. Her legs were spread on the mattress, and she was playing with herself as more and more cum was dripping from her hole. Then, her partner’s hands replaced her own, as he started to gently play with her clit at first, drawing circular shapes on it with his thumb.

Changbin started stroking himself faster - the more he listened to the woman’s moans, the more desperate he became, and when she finally reached her high with a high-pitched moan, he released all over his abdomen and hand.

Only when her partner lowered the camera he was holding in one hand he noticed he had gotten a tattoo as well, on the very same spot. A capital letter.

☾

Changbin almost chocked on his fucking beer when he noticed it. At first, he thought he’d drunk too much and had started seeing things or something, but nope. There it was, the very same tattoo his favorite creator had on her hip - on your hip. He blinked a couple of times, but the tattoo didn’t go anywhere. It was still there.

Capital H.

Your linen shirt had lifted a bit when you’d handed your Hyunjin - your husband, his drink, and that’s when he saw it.

It couldn’t be possible, there was no way he’d jerked off to one of his best friends and his wife having sex. Repeatedly. For years. No, it must be a coincidence. A fucking weird and disturbing one at that.

“Hyung, I’d really appreciate it if you didn’t stare at my wife’s crotch, you know?” Hyunjin playfully elbowed him.

Changbin’s palms were all sweaty now and his heart was hammering fast in his chest. “I- I wasn’t staring at her… you know.”, he quickly excused himself. “Sorry, y/n.”, he excused himself with you too, bowing slightly.

“Yah, I was just teasing, hyung!” Hyunjin chuckled.

“Hyung, you embarrassed him.” Seungmin told Hyunjin. “Look, even his ears turned red!”, the younger man laughed.

“I was just looking at the tattoo.” Changbin spoke. “Is it old, y/n?”, he asked you.

If it was old, then he was safe, because it’d mean that you weren’t the woman he’d jerked off to for years, that it wasn’t your cunt he’d seen spread open on his laptop screen just a few hours prior and it was just a coincidence.

You quickly took a glance at the tattoo on your hip, then turned to look at Changbin and smile at him. “Nope.”, you shook your head as a no. “I just got it done.”

Changbin froze in his spot. Then, Hyunjin spoke.

“We just got them done.”, his friend remarked, lifting his t-shirt as well and showing him the ink on his skin. Fuck. It was the very same capital letter the man in the video had on his hip, the initial of your name. “We decided to do something creative for our anniversary.” Hyunjin explained, but Changbin’s brain wasn’t capable of processing anything right now.

Then, you raised your glass to take a sip of your drink, and that’s when Changbin noticed it.

The fucking bracelet.

And that’s when he remembered.

“Yah, hyung!” Hyunjin said to Changbin as he sat down next to him with a velvet box in his hands. “I need your opinion on something.”

And then he opened the box and revealed a bracelet. It was golden with a huge stone. “I got it for y/n. Do you think she’ll like it? That right there is her birth stone.”

Of course! How could he have fucking forgotten that stupid bracelet with your stupid fucking birth stone? Changbin was hyperventilating now, and he hoped none of his friends would comment on how anxious he looked.

But no, fucking Hyunjin had to notice.

“Hyung, are you alright?”, he asked Changbin.

Then, Hyunjin noticed the way his hyung was intensively shifting from the bracelet on your wrist, and then to your tattoo, and then to his tattoo, and it didn’t take long for him to connect the dots. His eyes became darker and clenched his jaw when realization hit him. You squeezed Hyunjin’s thigh, confused, and when he turned to look at you, you instantly knew, and let out a gasp. Hyunjin’s head snapped in Changbin’s direction once again.

“Hyung, we need to talk. Outside.” Hyunjin growled. “Now.”

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st4rwon · 4 months

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winter + bf!changbin

warnings: none js fluff!!

it was freezing cold out today, leading to you being tucked under a couple blankets and snuggled into your boyfriend’s chest. his strong muscular arms held you close to him and he brushes his hands through your hair.

though from the corner of your eye, you noticed something falling from the sky outside. then you saw some more of the white dots falling to the ground. suddenly it hit you, it was snowing!

“binnie!! look outside, there’s snow! cmon lets go look!” you said giggling, as you ran outside the room.

changbin chuckled to himself amused at your behavior, he knew how much you enjoyed the cold weather. he trailed behind you and grabbed a coat for you, along with some earmuffs and a scarf. he expected you to stay outside for quite a while, as you liked to sit outside and loved the beauty of nature, so he grabbed some gloves as well.

“binnie come quick! we gotta make our wishes together”

“im coming darling! just gotta make sure i get some things so my cutie doesn’t freeze to death”

changbin rushed outside and helped you put on all the items he brought. he brought you into a tight back hug and clamped both your hands together. both of you silently made your wishes, before you turned around and pressed a soft kiss to changbin’s lips.

“im so happy to be spending year with you bin. i remember last year, my wish was for you to ask me out, and you did!”

“god you’re so cute ynie. im glad you wished for that because i wouldn’t want to have anyone else as my partner. now shall we dance in the snow, pretty?”

“we shall!”

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kidrauhlschik · 5 months

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Tangled Memories - Lee Know AU

Hatred.

Loathing.

Animosity.

Abhorrence.

There isn’t a word in the dictionary that could describe the way you felt about the absolute vane of your existence.

Lee Minho

There also isn’t a way to pin point the reason why you felt that way towards him.

Maybe it’s the because he’s so cold and uncaring, or it’s the way he lacks respect and manners, maybe it’s because he’s selfish and closed off.

It’s definitely not because every word you can use to describe him is the exact same word he’d use to describe you.

The situation changes when every memory that built your character, every scar that made every brick for the walls you built around yourself, and every bruise that gave you strength, all just vanish. Now all that’s left is a clean heart that hasn’t suffered and a precious soul that hasn’t been forced to hide its pain.

Warnings: angst, f!reader, enemies to lovers, drunk driving, gaslighting, Fighting, yelling, cursing, angst, heartbreak, lies, angst, accidents, not proofread, minho is mean, lmk if I missed anything!!

Chapters:

1. Accident

2. Hate?

3. Hurt

4. Real.

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elllisaaa · 10 months

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how skz would confess to you

-> words count : about 4.5k words (sorry guys, I was taken away lol)

-> genre : skz members crushing on you

-> warnings : a lot of cutness

-> sorry if I made any mistakes, english is not my first language

-> reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated !

-> masterlist | skz masterlist

BANGCHAN - MEANINGFUL

first of all, I feel like chan would be the type to smile whenever you're around, and especially if you're talking to him

he would giggle all the time and laugh at every one of your jokes, event the worst ones

that being said, i can really picture him writing you a song to confess to you.

he knows that there is a great chance that you reject him, and that maybe he is wasting his time, but chan can't help it : you're his inspiration for everything lately, he can at least do it to thank you.

he would spend all his limited free time working on this song because he wants it to be perfect, to perfectly reflect how he sees you and how much he loves you for who you are.

will ask changbin to listen to it and give him his opinion, to which he responded “if they don’t accept your confession with that, i will.” he got smacked.

he forbbade you to come to the studio in fear that you would end up finding out about the song before he finished it, and you didn’t understood why but you did it anyway, thinking that perhaps he was too busy

so when he invited you over again, you came immediately, already prepared to spill the tea from these past weeks to him as soon as you stepped in.

but before you could even finish saying hello to him, he made you sit down on his chair, and put his headphones on your ears.

“please, listen to it until the end.”

you only nobbed, thinking that he maybe needed your opinion on a song he was working on.

but as you listened to it, tears filled up your eyes, your heart melting when you heard the meaningful lyrics.

all this time, chan was watching you, waiting impatiently for your reaction, but not expecting you to jump on him to hug him tightly.

“I suppose that you like it ?” he said, chuckling when you nobbed with your head nuzzled in his neck.

“I don't like it, I love it !”

You finally met his eyes which were filled with adoration, smiling brightly and cupping his face to be as close to him as possible, as if what you wanted to say to him was a secret, just between the two of you.

“- And I love you Channie, I love you so much. And I’m not as talented as you with words, but I will remind you everyday how much you mean to me.”

Before he could say anything, your lips were on his and his arms circled your waist, closing the gap between your bodies. He rested his forehead against yours as soon as you needed to let go of his mouth to breathe, a big smile on his face, showing his dimples.

“- I love you too.”

“you’re my muse.”

LEE MINHO - FLIRTY

he’s definitely gonna flirt with you so much, teasing you every chance he gets.

but as much as he likes bickering childishly with you, he knows when to stop or when he goes too far.

you didn’t think much of it, because it was minho : of course he would tease you, like he did with everyone else.

the other members would always tell you that he was so much more gentle with you than with them, but you wouldn’t believe them

to you, minho was just very playful, there was nothing special in the way he treated you.

he wouldn’t know if you’re just not interested, or if you really didn’t notice how differently he treated you

he was never pushing it too far, he let it slide every time you would tease him back, even if he had almost killed his members for doing the same things, just because it was you.

so to say he was a little desperate was an understatement, he was even starting to lose hope.

he would ask jisung if he thinks that you like him, ask for advice and then proceed to threaten the poor boy to not say anything about his soft spot for you to the other members.

it would take him courage, really. because even if he always try to look confident, he is shaking on the inside every time he is around you

every smile and laugh of yours makes his heart flutter so much its scares him at times

so he would tease you even when confessing.

i feel like he would be the type to describe the person he is interested in in front of you, smirking at himself when you don’t understand that he’s talking about you

“- Don’t act like you don’t need my company ! Your life would be so boring without me !

- Actually… I kinda have a crush on someone.”

Minho smirks at seeing your visibly confused look, surely not expecting him to get suddenly so serious while you were joking around just seconds later.

“- Oh… Really ?

- Yeah. They are beautiful, and smart. It’s like I have known them forever, I’m so comfortable around them. They are amazing, talented, they are putting so much effort into everything they do and honestly I have so much admiration for them I don’t think I deserve them.

- They seem… Really incredible. I hope you’ll be happy with them.”

You tried to smile but deep down, you were a little hurt. You had finally decided to believe what the other said, finally let yourself think that he was maybe sharing your feelings. And now this… But Minho’s chuckling made you come back to reality.

“- I’m talking about you silly, it’s you that I love.”, he said, engulfing you in a warm hug.

“- You… You really think all of that about me ?” you asked, nuzzling your head in his neck.

“- Of course. I know that I’m not the best at showing it, but don’t ever question what I feel for you.”

You raised your head from his neck, your eyes diving into his, seeing them sparkling with joy.

“- Then don’t think I don’t deserve you. I love you too Minho.”

“how did i get so lucky ?”

SEO CHANGBIN - DIRECT

I think changbin would be very shy with you at first.

he would be so impressed by your looks, thinking that you have an incredible charisma and personality.

would stutter and stumble on his words everytime he would talk to you, thinking that he was looking like an idiot

but honestly, you were just finding that so cute, that he was so amazed by you that he was too shy to even look you in the eyes for more than two seconds.

plus you had seen how he was acting around other people, and he was acting much more confident, adding to your soft spot for him.

but as time passed and you grew closer to each other, he found himself being confident around you too

and you loved it, because it meant that he was now comfortable enough around you to be himself

and if you missed his shy self, all you had to do was flirt with him a little.

he values your opinion so much : when he doesn’t know what to do, he is asking you for advice.

honestly, it wouldn’t be long for him to realize that if you kept wanting to know him after he acted so ridiculous at first, it was for a reason.

so for me, he would be very direct, simply coming one day, out of nowhere, and telling how much he loves you.

“- Could you listen to that and tell me what you think about it please ?”

You simply nobbed and accepted the headphones he was handing you, waiting for him to play whatever he wanted your opinion about. You were actually honored every time he asked you for anything related to his work : after all, he was the one in the industry, knowing what he did, not you. But he always seemed so happy when you’d give him feedback, and you loved to hear everything that he did, so you didn’t mind.

“- Honestly, it might become one of my favorite songs you made. I don't know how to describe it, but it just has this nostalgic vibe while being so meaningful. I adore it.”

You gave him his headphones back, smiling when you saw that he was already looking at you, so intensely you thought maybe you had something on your face.

“- I’m in love with you.”

You freezed in your spot, unable to respond at what he just blurred out as it was the most natural thing ever. But then, you smiled again, shaking your head a little while you replaced his headphones on his head, not forgetting to place a soft kiss on his nose.

“- I’m in love with you too, Binnie.”

“my heart’s beating like crazy.”

HWANG HYUNJIN - CLICHE

hyunjin is an hopeless romantic

seriously he makes me all fluff on the inside just thinking about how sweet and caring he would be, even as a friend

always there to listen to every one of your worries or stories, always here when you have drama about people he don’t even know to tell

he loves to cover you in gifts, not too obvious, but like paying for everything when you hang out together, or when you go shopping

100% boyfriend material

what he loves the most about you is that you’re also here for him exactly in the same way and it makes him all warm thinking that you always try to understand him and comfort him

so that being said he wants his confession to be literally perfect because you deserve nothing but the best (i’m single and crying in my bed)

he will plan everything : the place, the time, the day, the words he’s gonna say to you

but at the same time, he would want it to be more authentic and spontaneous, more real.

so he’s gonna settle for a place and improvise from here

it’s gonna be the most romantic thing ever, one from these silly movies, but because it’s hyunjin, it’s cute

he would bring you to a picnic at night and then a walk at a park where the flowers are just blossoming.

“- Wait y/n.”

You turned back, meeting Hyunjin’s big smile as he approached you to put a flower matching the color of your outfits in your hair. He was looking at you with so much adoration in his eyes, it was impossible for anyone around to ignore how in love he was with you.

“- It’s so pretty Hyun ! Thanks !”

You stood on your tippy toes to kiss him on the cheek, ready to go on with your walk when Hyunjin stopped you again by grabbing your wrist. His face was red, and he himself couldn’t tell if it was because of your kiss or what he was about to say.

“- I have something important to tell you. Please, don’t interrupt me otherwise I think I will lose my courage forever.”

You chuckled, simply nobbing at his words, and clearly not ready for what was following.

“- I have to say you are an incredible person, and it’s like you’re the missing piece of my puzzle. We complete each other so perfectly, you understand me so well that sometimes I wonder if you’re real or if I’m just dreaming. But when I open my eyes, you’re still here and I don’t want to let my chance go. I love you y/n, you’re the most important person in my life and you’ll make me the happiest man on this earth if you decided to give us a chance.”

Hyunjin would just have the time to finish his confession before you threw yourself at him, hugging him so tightly it was hurting. But what was more painful was your little sobs and the tears staining the fabric of his shirt as you cried on his shoulder.

“- Are you okay princess ?

- No… You don’t have the right to speak like that to me, it’s too beautiful, I’m gonna die from a heart attack…

- Does this mean you’re willing to be my girlfriend ?

- Of course ! I would be a fool to say no after this ! And I love you too, I love you so much.”

Even if it was now late at night and the sun was hiding, Hyunjin’s smile was enough to illuminate your whole world.

“I can’t even express how happy I am.”

HAN JISUNG - ACCIDENTAL

he would be the type to be so awkward around you help

i think that he wouldn’t really be shy, rather lost because he don’t know how to act around you

because he wants to impress you but at the same time he doesn’t want you to notice his efforts and to think that he is doing too much

the consequence of that is that he’s really clumsy and always end up doing something weird to you it’s always cute

and while he thinks that he’s embarrassing himself, you just think about it with a smile on your face

please tell him that he’s pretty or every other compliment because he needs them and i can already imagine him blushing and he’s so cute omg

moving on, that’s why i think he would accidentally confess to you

because let’s be honest, he consider you as way out of his league so he’ll never make a move intentionally

he’ll bottle up his feelings for you, saying that it’s better this way and that you don’t even like him back

even if everyone can see how fond of him you are, nothing can make him change his mind.

until this one time you came to him, so excited and happy

“- Ji ! You won’t believe me ! I’m top of the class ! I’m graduating being first of the class!”

Jisung looked at you for several seconds, stunned. He could absolutely believe what you had just said to him. You were the most hardworking person he knew, you put so much effort into your studies it was only natural that you were rewarded like this. His smile was eating his face when he took you in his arms, hugging you tightly and making you spin with him, both of you laughing.

“- Y/n that’s fantastic ! You’re incredible really ! I was convinced that you would succeed ! You have worked so much for this, I’m so, so proud of you.”

You smiled brightly at him, tears starting to pool in your eyes at these compliments. Because he was your mental support for everything, and it was also thanks to him that you achieved this.

“- Thank you… Thank you for everything you did for me this year and the past ones, you’re the best support I could ever ask for. And I know I’m not the easiest person to deal with when I’m stressed or overworked, and that happens too frequently, but you’re always here and that means the world to me.

- No, no, no ! You did all the work, I was just there to support you, and I did it because I wanted to. I did it because I love you, that's all.”

Before he could think about it, the three words he was holding in for so long slipped from his mouth so easily. Jisung immediately put a hand on his mouth, like it could help him go back in time. But you just smiled, moving his hand away gently and holding it as you talked.

“- Even if you think that, it’s very important for me because I love you too.”

“that’s the only time I’m glad that I didn’t thought before talking”

LEE FELIX - ROMANTIC

the sweetest human being on this earth really

he will do everything and anything for you, shower you with little gifts that means so much to you, comes running whenever you need him

always careful that you’re comfortable and that nobody bothers you

in conclusion he’s 100% husband material and it’s a fact

so be prepared to receive cute little texts from him throughout the day to make sure you have eaten, drank, took a break

he’s so caring i’m gonna cry i’m so single

if you’re down, he’ll make you brownies with a note on the box saying all the things you need to hear at the moment

so that’s why i think he would confess to you in an “indirect” way like that

we all know that he likes to share the songs he likes and listens to with us on the bubble right ?

and he will undoubtedly make a playlist filled with the most beautiful, heart fluttering love songs, and ones that made him think of you.

he would send you the spotify link on a random thursday evening, under the name “my y/n”

As soon as you saw the title of the playlist, your eyes widened. What did he mean by “my” ? Your heart skipped a beat when you saw the first song of the playlist : it was one of your favorites, that you forced Felix to listen to a hundred times. And as you watched the titles of all the songs, tears filled your eyes. You didn’t know every one of them, but by the titles only, you understood everything.

And Felix's heart was beating as fast as yours. He couldn’t stop checking his phone and the time since he sent the link. Almost two hours and you hadn’t responded yet. But his thoughts were interrupted by his phone ringing, your number displaying on the screen. His hands were shaking when he picked up the call, and he was sure that his voice was shaking too.

“- Hi sweetheart ! How you doing ?

- Lix… You can’t do that to me…

- Are you crying ?”

The panic in his voice when he heard you sniffling made you chuckle as you were trying to stop the tears of joys spilling out of your eyes non-stop.

“- Yeah, because of you. You can’t do that to my weak heart, seriously. I don’t think I can express in words how much this playlist means to me. You spend hours collecting these songs just for me and because they made you think of me, and it’s like I’m seeing myself through your eyes. And honestly, it’s the best way you could have confessed, baby. I’m in love with you too. So in love.”

You heard sniffles at the other end of the call, and you both chuckled at this strange scene. You wouldn’t have imagined him confessing this way, but it was so meaningful, so gentle and full of admiration, you didn’t care that it wasn’t an usual one. Because to you, it was the most romantic thing someone ever did for you.

“can i come over ? i really want to confess my feelings in person and maybe we can have a movie night for our first date ?”

KIM SEUNGMIN - GENUINE

to me, seungmin is someone who loves to have a routine, that certain things in his life are permanent and that it’s really important for him that everything is going like every other day.

for example, he always eat the same thing on saturday nights, or never goes sleeping before making sure that he closed every window

and he’s certainly very attached to these habits

but the thing is the members noticed that he started doing things out of his habits lately

the reason ? you

yes, he liked to go straight home after a long day of practice but if you asked him to go out with you to eat for example he would go

even when he’s super tired, he’ll do anything for you and mostly things that he would not do for the boys btw (they’re jealous)

and they know exactly why he goes out of his way for you even if he denies it

so it’s not exactly that he confess to you, it’s mostly that you noticed the things he does for you and not for anyone else

that day, you opened up to him about all the things that were stressing you out lately and you cried a lot obviously

but you were shocked when you noticed his eyes getting wet too

“- Seungmin are you alright ?”

Your worried tone and look made him turn his gaze away from yours, trying to hide his teary eyes.

“- Yeah, yeah. I’m good. It’s you we're talking about, not me.”

He took a deep breath before looking at you again, visibly shaken but more composed than two seconds before. And you were stunned, because it was the first time ever that you saw him even close to tears. You knew that he hated to cry in front of people, he didn’t want to seem weak or anything. So why with you ? He was comfortable in your presence, you knew that, but that much. How was that possible ?

“- I don’t care about that. I want to know why you were going to cry even though I’ve never seen you do it in front of me since we know each other. And I want to know why you do all these other things for me even when you don’t want to or if it goes out of your habits.”

So you noticed ? Yeah, you noticed. You noticed that he was always taking up on him when you asked him to go shopping on weekends because he hated crowded places. You noticed he always ordered your favorite dishes at the restaurant, even if they weren’t his favorites. But he’d do it anyway because… Well, you didn’t know why and that was the problem.

“- It’s not a big deal, really.

- Kim Seunmgin, stop lying to me. I know that you like your little habits. So why ?”

He avoided your eyes again, and you started to think that maybe you made him uncomfortable. You were about to say sorry when he took your cheeks in his hands, and soon enough, his lips were on yours. It’s only when he let you go that you fully realized what happened, eyes wide open.

“- I’m not good with words but I hope you understood how much I like you. I was about to cry because, well, I don’t like to hear that you're suffering and that I’m not here to make you feel better. I want to be by your side all the time, but not only as your friend.”

At this point, words weren’t needed anymore. You just threw yourself onto his arms, making Seungmin laugh when you muttered up an ‘i like you too’.

“I hope that you understand I’ll continue to do these things for you, because all I want is to make you happy.”

YANG JEONGIN - PURE

he’s such a sweetheart I swear

he’s always there for you, like call him to tell him you need hugs and he’ll be at your door in five minutes, with snacks and ice cream in addition

usually, he just listen to you because he likes your voice so much, and also because he’s not really good at expressing his feelings

even if you’re close, he rarely talks about his emotions, only telling you what is happening without describing how he feels

and sometimes, it makes you a little sad because does that mean he’s not comfortable enough around you ?

but in reality, he just doesn’t know how to say it, how to express it for you to understand

so since he has a hard time expressing them, i think he would confess his feelings through a letter

and it’s the most sincere, thoughtful, meaningful and beautiful letter ever

“- What’s that ?”

You reached down to grab the envelope that was on the floor, just behind your door. There was just your name written on it, just another thing that made you question who slid it under your door. It was evidently someone who knew where you lived, and you hoped it was one of your friends and not some sort of stalker. You took off your shoes and coat before heading to your kitchen, sitting down on a chair to open the envelope. Inside, there was only one sheet of paper, covered in a neat handwriting.

“Y/n,

I know I’m not the best at expressing my feelings : I’m not as talented as you when it comes to talking about it out loud. But I think I’m pretty good when it comes to writing, so I hope you’ll understand everything I have in mind through this letter.

Firstly, I have to let you know how much you mean to me. You’re the most important person in my life. From the way you always seem to know exactly what I need even when I don’t say a word about it, to the way you’re so caring and always remember every little detail that I tell you about. It’s like I was meant to be by your side.

Secondly, and even if I think that words can’t express how incredible I think you are, I have to tell you anyway. Because I truly think you are amazing. You’re always fighting for what you think, you’re determined and brave. You’re standing for yourself and for others too because you have the biggest heart ever. And I think that’s what I love the most about you : the fact that even if you can seem cold or mean at first sight, you’re truly so kind hearted and gentle, always willing to help other people.

And finally, let me tell you how much I love you. For all the reasons that I listed previously and for a thousand more, I fell in love with you. I love you so much that sometimes it scares me. That’s also why I wrote you this letter. Partially because I’m a coward and couldn’t tell you about it in person, but also because it’s easier this way, easier to handle if you reject me.

No matter what your answer will be, I’ll always be there for you. I love you.

Jeongin.”

You immediately took your phone, and called Jeongin before taking the time to think about it. You didn’t need time, you needed to finally hear him say those three words from his mouth.

“- Y/n ? Are you alright ? Why are you calling me this late ?

- Say it.

- Say what ?

- Say you love me.

- I… I love you. I really love you.”

His voice was shaking, and you couldn’t help but smile at how nervous he was. And you were also happy to finally hear me opening up about his feelings.

“- Thank you for the letter, it’s the first time I received one and honestly I will cherish it for the rest of my life. I love you too, Jeongin.”

“from now on, expect me to give you a letter whenever you want.”

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