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saturnnelahy · 6 months
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𝑷𝒐𝒗: 𝑩𝒇!𝑺𝒌𝒛 𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 "5 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔" 𝒕𝒊𝒌𝒕𝒐𝒌 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔/𝒐
Hyung line:
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Bang Chan:
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Binnie and Minho:
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Hyunjin:
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Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed it 💜
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ivydoesit23 · 7 months
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Me rn:
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astraysimp · 5 months
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Future Producer
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Future Producer
◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡ Hello, hello ,hello, my lovelies! I am back with the last edition of my personal dad!skz series, finishing off with a Bahng! ( I DO have another series planned) 
ੈ♡˳Summary: Chan, ever the hardworking man he is, takes baby Bahng to the studio( or his in house studio).....um I think that’s it
ੈ♡˳Warnings: Dad! Cha, fem!reader, fluff fluff FLUFF, tiny baby and appa chan (he is no longer foive),pet names, playful teasing Chan about losing his hair , idk what else ੈ♡˳
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You and Chan were adjusting to parenthood well. You loved it, and he did too. A baby Bahng– Haneul Rei Bahng– Chan’s proudest accomplishment. But, he missed the studio, which was why he had a studio built into your shared house.
That’s exactly where he was right now, with a tiny Haneul on his chest. At only 1 month old, she was already in the studio, though she just wanted to be with her appa. It was midafternoon, and you had woken up from a nap. Usually, you were met with Chan singing to Haneul or her crying……but, the house was quiet. Too quiet. Sitting up on your bed, you stretched and kicked your legs over the side of the bed, Chan and Haneul nowhere in sight. “Hm? Where are they?” You asked yourself, throwing one of Chan’s hoodies and slippers into a pair of slippers. You checked her nursery, no one was there. The master bathroom? Think again. So, you  wandered downstairs, singing to yourself. “ Where is my Channieeeeee? And my princesssss?” You hummed.
The kitchen. Empty. The living room? Nope. The laundry room? Still, no luck.
So, you wandered to the basement. Where the main gathering area– for game nights and movie nights to be held with his bandmates– was empty. As was the basement bedroom and half bathroom. Smiling to yourself, you saw the door to his studio closed. Softly knocking, you peeked your head in– wanting to respect his space because his studio was his safe place(other than with you). “Channie? Bubs, you in here?” You asked, as you gently pushed the door open.  He was,but he couldn’t hear you, and he was focused. Fingers clicking away on his soundboard, adjusting, rearranging and editing different sound clips. “Does that sound okay, Haneul?” You heard him whisper. She just gazed up at him, her cheek against his chest with a pacifier in her mouth. He chuckled, “Then again….you don’t know what these sounds are.” He giggled, kissing her forehead, before he adjusted her on his chest. Humming to himself, he went back to his work, writing down notes in the notebook on his desk. “Frick…..that doesn’t sound right,” he mumbled. “What if I……put it…….here.” He tapped his chin, eyes scanning over the screen, as he moved the clip to another spot and listened to the playback. “Aaaaah, yeah. Better better. Okay.” Haneul was growing sleepy, her afternoon nap time approaching. “Ooooh, is Princess Haneul tired,hhm?” He cooed, soothingly patting her back, humming a lullaby at her. “Somewhere over the rainbow.Way up high.There's a land that I heard of.Once in a lullaby,Somewhere over the rainbow.Skies are blue,” Chan sang, running a gentle finger over her cheek, as her eyes fluttered shut.
Deciding to step in, you smiled, walking over and kissing his cheek. “Hi, my love.” You whispered, sitting in your designated chair. Yes, you had a chair because you also spent a lot  of time in the studio with Chan. Slightly jumping, he smiled and pressed a kiss to your lips. “Geez scared me, baby. Didn’t see you come in,” He giggled, eyes crinkling up. “Mhm, woke up from a nap to be met with an empty house,” You pouted , leaning your chin on his shoulder. “Sorry, darling. Had a song idea, and needed to get in here.” He chuckled, still patting Haneul’s back. Smiling you nodded, nuzzling into him. “Speaking of naps, is our  baby girl asleep?” You asked, leaning down to press a soft kiss to the top of her head. Looking down to where she lay on his chest, Chan nodded. “Think so, oh she’s so cute.” He cooed, seeing his baby asleep on his chest. 
You, too, have fallen asleep in the studio . Whether it was on his lap, on the small couch or in your chair. You looked at Haneul and smiled. “She reminds me of when you fall asleep in here,” he chuckled. “Your lips all pouty and your cheek squished against the couch or chair or my chest,” he cooed at you, pinching your cheek. “Yah, don’t blame me.It’s so cozy in here, smells like you and is so warm, plus you take so long.” You giggled, sticking your tongue out at him. Shaking his head, he booped your nose. “That’s how I feel about being in your arms, so warm and cozy and you smell so good, darling.” He smiled, pecking your lips before adjusting a now sleeping Haneul. “She’s so precious. Aw, look at her little cheeks,” you cooed, finger softly running over her cheek, her hand gripping Chan’s shirt. “She is, just like her mummy.” Cha smiled at you, saving the file to his computer , and turning to you.
“Do you think she’ll be a producer in the future, darling?”
 Playfully, flicking his forehead you sighed. “No, I will not have my baby doll losing hair at the age of 25,” You pressed him. Pouting, he cuddled Haneul closer to him,”mummy is so mean, mentioning my hair, doll.” He whined, cuddling her to his chest. Giggling, you pinched his cheek. “I still love you, though, even if you are losing hair, Channie.”
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minzbins · 1 year
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i saw a man so beautiful i started crying
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chrisbangs · 9 months
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돼끼 탄생 비화 💕
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catiuskaa · 3 months
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under the weather.
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SUMMARY: is that a sneeze what he’s hearing? unnaceptable! changbin will take care of his sick little bunny... no chance of escaping.
WC: 0.8k
CW: a quirky attempt at humour, and really fluff! will rot your teeth! ^^
REQUESTED! here by my pookie @deadcrow-donteat, hope you get well soon and you like what I’ve come up with! <3
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It was difficult to say, but it had to be the loud slam of the bathroom door flying open that gave it away.
“Baby?” Changbin had been getting ready for a long session in the studio with the boys. “You ok?” He voiced loudly, and when he didn’t get a reply right away, he wasn’t so sure about leaving now.
You looked… well, um. Definetely not your best. Paler than usual. Droopy, reddish eyes that struggled to stay awake stared back at him.
He craddled your cheek with one of his hands, and you sighed, leaning into him, his body looking like the most perfect weighted blanket anyone could ever wish for.
“sick.” you muttered with a hoarsh voice.
“Oh, my poor bunny,” he cooed at you, and you blinked at him, surrounded by the fluffiest blanket you owned. “Feeling cold?” You hummed, doozing off when his hand stroked your cheeks, then softly touched your forehead.
He leaned in and pressed his lips on your forehead. Too hot. Changbin clicked his tongue, leaving his bag on the floor. “Let’s get you to bed. Binnie’ll go fetch the thermomether, yeah?”
His voice sounded so sweet that there was nothing else for you to do than flush the toilet and sickly waddle your way back to bed, throwing yourself at it like a lifeless body.
Changbin came back in less than a minute, and you were almost asleep. He shook his head, smiling softly. How couldn’t he stop thinking about how cute you looked, all cuddled up in bed, when you were this sick?
No further comments.
He bent down at your side. “Bunny?” You nodded softly, and he couldn’t hold back a toothy grin. “Medicine.”
Changbin had to hold back a loud snort when you frowned. “Bunny, it’s just for a moment. C’mon. For me, please?”
You gazed at him, then squinted your eyes.
“Just ‘cause you cute.”
He snickered, handing you the glass with those god-awful powders that allegedly taste like lemon —only to people that have never tasted lemon before, or any fruit, by any means—. You drank it with a groan, then made a silly face, disgusted by the taste.
Changbin patted your head, and you pouted at him, sick eyes gazing lovingly.
“What?” He knew he had to be blushing when you smiled cheekily.
You scooched up closer to him. He didn’t like the face you made, traces of guilt lingering on your beautiful face.
He couldn’t have that!
“You’re gonna be late for the studio.” You whispered in a low voice, taking his hand and fidgeting with it, much bigger than yours.
But instead, he tutted at you. “Nuh-huh.” He shook his head, then he got closer to your face, and booped your nose. “What if you suddenly combust? I can't just leave now! You’re sick.” Changbin explained, almost as if you couldn’t figure out that by yourself, and you rolled your eyes, a silly smile creeping out.
Yeah. Much better.
“But you called the boys already.”
He snorted. “The boys won’t mind. They like you better than me.”
The thermomether beeped after a couple of seconds. His face contorted in what seemed like shock.
“What is it?” You frowned, confused and slightly worried.
“Oh my god. You… you’re going to die.”
A loud “huh?” left your lips instantly. He turned the thermomether so you could see it for yourself.
“You’re at 38 degrees! You’re frozen inside!!”
You whined loudly, and he laughed giddily.
“That’s fucking Celcius, you dingus.”
You rolled onto your other side, and he stood up, laying a knee on the bed to see your face, but you covered it with the closest pillow next to you.
“JYP will kill me if you stop going to work, mister.”
Changbin cackled loudly.
“JYP can't kill me. His sweet dreams performance? Maybe. But not him.” He couldn’t even finish the sentence without laughing.
He tenderly moved the pillow away from your face.
“I called the boys already. I’ll just go by later. That ok, love?”
Your heart softened at the way his brown eyes looked at you.
You groaned, sick and grumpy.
“Snuggles.”
Tugging at his shoulders, you unstabilized him enough for him to fall next to you.
Changbin giggled, and you tutted at him, a finger above his lips. “Shh.” You murmured teasingly, and he smirked, lightly gracing his teeth on your index.
Eventually, you know he had fallen asleep, both of you now a mix of tangled legs and linked hands that rested in between your bodies.
A text dinged loudly, and you moved as much as you could with Changbin’s strong grip on your body to fetch your phone.
> hann☆♪
that idiot is down bad for you girl
marry that simp soon! ㅋㅋㅋ
You snorted, quickly typing a reply and turning your phone on mute.
Staring at Changbin, you sighed lovingly, falling asleep aswell.
Maybe Jisung had just given you a crazy idea.
~Kats, who wanted to type something and is actually surprised that she managed in just one sit.
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orikiys · 10 months
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✿ ✿ 〞meeting his boys
✰ pairings : idol bf!chan × fem!reader
✰ genre: fluff, crack and romance
✰ word count: 1k+ words
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the sound of the door unlocking grabbed your attention. a smile itself plastered on your face when you heard the familiar voice, "hey angel!"
walking over to him, you threw your arms around him trying to engulf him, but instead his huge figure engulfed yours.
"hello christopher," you said greeting him with a mocking smile making him whine.
"christopher? seriously out of all the names you could've chosen?" he let out an exasperated sigh but smiled nonetheless and planted a kiss on your forehead. taking off his shoes he began to walk upstairs meanwhile you made your way to the kitchen reheating the food.
a good 25 minutes later you both ended up on couch, entangled in each other's arms. one of his arms held you in his embrace, whilst the other played with your fingers.
"baby?" he questioned abruptly making you hum and turn to look at him properly.
"you are finally meeting the boys tomorrow! how do you feel?" upon his question you blanked out. surely, you knew them very well. you had been with chan for over 7 months now and every time he brought up the topic of meeting with the boys, you came up with an excuse. it's not that you didn't want to meet them, it's just that you thought they may think that you're not enough for him. plus, they were idols. what if they don't like you? what if you mess up tomorrow? as if on cue Chan turned to you and raised an eyebrow almost as if heard your thoughts.
chan knew you well. very well. he knew that you get worried too easily and often end up overthinking. which is why he's always there to help you out.
"angel," he says, grabbing your hands and pressing a soft kiss to your knuckles,"i promise they're the total opposite of what you're imagining. they are so excited to meet you, y'know that? in fact jeongin and felix even came up to me yesterday to ask about your likes and dislikes!" the moment you heard this you chuckled. chan's eyes always had a way of telling his true feelings.
whenever he talked about his boys, he had that sparkle in his eyes. right now, he looked the same with a soft smile on his face and a warm look in his eyes.
"and what did you tell them?" you narrowed your eyes in a challenging way making him giggle.
he grabbed you by your waist and brought you closer to him,"well I said she loves flowers and chocolates, the white one. i know you hate bitter stuff. but above all, you love a certain guy named bangchan," he said with a teasing smile on his face making you cup his face.
"do I now?" you retorted, making him yell out an offended 'hey!'
"but in order to meet the boys we should go to sleep now honey," you muttered running a hand through his messy hair making him nod like an obedient child.
the moment you two entered the bedroom you threw yourself on the bed and sighed out loud but chan plopped down on you, placing his head on your tummy with a dramatic sigh of relief.
“work was tiring today y'know? not like usual, we practiced for like 3 hours and the boys suggested that i go out with them for dinner but i said no. you know why? because my pretty girl was waiting for me. and how could i make her starve?” chan hummed lazily, words barely audible due to the volume of it and the fact he was muffled by your pyjama t-shirt. when he talked you felt vibrations spreading through your body, stomach filling with butterflies… maybe also because of the nickname he used.
"baby," you mumbled out tiredly and threw your leg over his and hid your face in his chest. "g'night."
the last thing you heard was a good night in return before chan's arms rubbed your back soothingly making you drift to sleep automatically.
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the next day was exhilrating to say the least. chan texted you about 15 minutes ago saying he'll be there to pick you up in some time. grabbing everything you require you make a beeline to the parking lot where you spot chan.
he giggled seeing you look so worked up and squeezed your hand as if reassuring you everything is gonna be alright.
the moment you and chan stepped into their dorm you were welcomed with chaos. the boys, i mean his boys all had huge grins on their faces as they looked back and forth between you and chan.
"woah even i don't receive that kind of welcome," chan says out loud with a visible pout on his face making you chuckle.
"guys this is-" before chan could continue felix and jisung wrapped you in a tight hug making your eyes widen.
they surely were different from what you expected.
"it's so nice to finally meet chan's angel," minho smirked, making felix and jisung snort as they moved away. chan blushed making his ears turn red and he looked away to calm himself down.
"honestly this man wouldn't shut up on how-" before changbin could continue chan slapped a hand over his mouth with a nervous chuckle.
it felt weird. weird in a good way. it felt comfortable to be there with them. on the couch with the boys while you all watched finding nemo. you were cuddled up to chan from one side and the other side was occupied by felix who felt extra happy today.
you got to know the boys well, had a chat with every one of them but a single sentence said by hyunjin still echoed in your ears.
"thank you so much for coming into chan's life! there's an unusual glow on his face ever since he met you and all of us are so happy for both of you."
at the same time your eyes meet up with hyunjin who sat on the floor and he passed you a wink before motioning you to keep quiet. slowly and sneakily, hyunjin, seungmin and jeongin got up and sneaked behind chan and screamed loudly, making him yelp in surprise.
is this what happiness sounded like? you squeezed chan's hand, very thankful that he introduced you to these amazing people.
but perhaps, the fun has just started.
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bbgnyx · 5 months
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how skz would react to you waking them up with kisses
skz as your bf, fluffy 💗
Chan: He would be the first one up waking you up with kisses instead, altho at times he would pretend to be asleep when you wake so he can experience your soft kisses as well 💋
Lino: He would grumble at first and would scold you for disturbing him but then hug you tight and pester your neck with cute kisses. 🤗
Changbin: He would smile and pretend to sleep more so he can feel your lips against his face more and then embrace you in his huge muscly arms while returning you the favour. 🌹
Hyunjin: He would immediately wake up and hug you tight and his bulge would be pressing against you and you can see he's getting horny at your touch hehe 🔥
Han: Would definitely not wake up until you scream at him that he's late for practice. 😂
Felix: He would be the absolute sunshine he is and give you kisses aswell while saying good morning in his deep voice giving you shivers down your spine all the way to your core 🥵
Seungmin: He would be annoyed that you're waking him up so early and would throw the blanket over himself for cover lol #sleepyboi 😫
I.N: Baby bread would def love your kisses and look forward to waking up to them everyday 🥰
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lyramundana · 7 months
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Just listened to "Want it so BAD", the new song by Han and Lee Know and, after reading the lyrics twice, let me tell you:
If there's still people who claim they're just friends, I'll lose my faith in humanity. Those guys are the real delulu here because what the fuck? With this song they basically confirmed everything we've heard since debut and screamed to the world they're, in fact, very much in love and not in a platonic way. They're married, your honour. This song basically confirms it, it states firmly and without a shadow of doubt that MINSUNG is fucking REAL and it has been since the survival show.
So for all those who don't agree with it, go argue with the wall. Us, the minsung whores and defenders, are going to fucking celebrate this gift to humanity.
Now lets focus on the parts where they specifically mention their first meeting, something we've heard from both of them in skz episodes, but now the uncensored version.
Minho: "I fell in love with you unexpectedly, couldn't get any work done, so many thoughts in my head keep me awake at night, spring snuck into my heart and left me frozen with excitement, i'm not used to it i know it's pain but i really want it so BAD" 😭😭😭😭😭 this is so minsung pre-debut coded omg, he's so fucking cute in the early states of love. knowing he was going to suffer but he loved him so much he just kept going.
Jisung: "Ride, come closer, just the two of us"🥺🥺 "together we make a whole romantic comedy movie" "let's get is started, getting anxious, can't think straight" "love you, i wanna place mysef in a spot next to you" "i'll hold you tight and say i've always been waiting for this moment" "the moment I first saw you, it was meant to be. For me, it's you"💀💀💀💀💀my man wasn't even being subtle here, he didn't try
In conclusion: Minsung is more real and solid that my parents' marriage and anyone who disagrees please come and kiss my ass. thank you❤
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saturnnelahy · 7 months
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𝑩𝒇𝑺𝑲𝒁: 𝑯𝒚𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝑳𝒊𝒏𝒆 (𝑩𝒐𝒏𝒖𝒔: 𝑯𝒂𝒏) 𝒕𝒆𝒙𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕
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seo-changbinnies · 2 years
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changbin - skz talker go! chicago
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astraysimp · 5 months
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My Favorite Painting
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˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀Hi besties! I’m bring you some more dad!skz! So far I have covered Han,Lee Know, Changbin and Seungmin and now It’s our darling dumpling Hyunjinnie’s turn!
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀Summary: Mother’s day is approaching and Hyunjin has the perfect present in mind , for you, from him and his princess 
⌦ .。.:*♡ 이슬 (Iseul): meaning dew– your 8 month old princess 
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚ ❀Warnings: fluff, pet names, dad!hyunjin, fem!reader, Hyunjin teaches Iseul how to paint 
Hyunjin was excited, your first mother’s day was coming up and he wanted to make you a special present. The present being a painting of a bouquet of  flowers, the flowers being baby Iseul’s handprints. With the holiday being a few days away, he had to get this done soon. So, he grabbed his art supplies and canvas before going to get his precious baby.Luckily, you had been out grocery shopping at the time when he planned on making the painting.
Iseul had just eaten lunch and was still in her highchair, giggling up at Hyunjin. Smiling, Hyunjin leaned down and pressed a kiss to her cheeks. “ Hi my dew drop, are you excited to make mommy’s present? Mommy’s going to love it so much.” He smiled, as he set the canvas on the highchair tray and laughed as Iseul ran her hands over the fabric. “That’s a canvas, dew drop. We’re going to put your little handprints on it, dew drop. Your cute little hands,” he laughed and grabbed 2 tubes of acrylic paint, turning to Iseul. “ dew drop, do you want to do yellow or pink, munchkin? Noransaek ttoneun bunhongsaek?” He smiled, holding the two tubes up. Giggling, Iseul made grabby hands at the pink paint. “Bunhongsaek, iseul? Pink for my princess,” Hyunjin laughed and opened the tube grabbing a sponge brush. Iseul smiled up at him and kicked her feet. “Is my dew drop ready? It’s going to be cold, princess.” He cooed, kissing her forehead before he carefully took ahold of her left hand and coated it in the paint. Iseul gasped and looked down at her hand, pulling it to her mouth. “Uh oh, no no no, dew drop. We don’t eat the paint, it’s icky icky.” Hyunjin laughed, taking her hand away from her mouth and pressed it onto the canvas, revealing a pink handprint. She giggled and turned to Hyunjin, clapping her hands. “ So pretty, dew drop. That’s your hand! Your little hand.” He smiled and kissed her forehead, wiping her hand with a baby wipe.
“One more time, dew drop, one more.” He cooed, coating her right hand in yellow paint. Smiling, Hyunjin carefully pressed her hand against the canvas, leaving a yellow handprint behind. “Wah, so cute! Look dew drop, your hands!  He smiled and kissed her cheeks before wiping her hands off with a baby wipe, before discarding it into the garbage can. Carefully taking Iseul into his arms, Hyunjin sat at the kitchen table, with her on his lap.” Now we need to add the stem and leaves, dew drop. Do you want to help daddy?” He smiled, bouncing her on his lap and squeezing a small dollop of green paint onto a paint palette. Giggling, Iseul squealed and clapped her hands, reaching towards the paint.Hyunjin took a paint brush into his hands, carefully getting Iseul to hold it, his hand wrapping around her small one. “This is how we hold the brush, my dew drop.Now we put it in the paint,” he explained as he dipped the brush into the paint. Gasping, Iseul looked up at him and back to the canvas, as if she asked him what to do next. “See, now we draw a line going dooowwwnnnn,” He said softly, guiding her hand to paint straight lines down from each handprint. “Those are the stems, and now we add little leaves,” he explained, guiding her to add little swipes to act as leaves. Smiling, he gently took the brush from her hand and set it into the cup of water he had out. “Now, dew drop, we’re all done. See? Mommy will love it, princess.” He cooed, picking her up and taking the painting to dry in his studio . Soon  after, you arrived home and walked into the house. “Hyun? Baby? Iseul?”
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Today was mother’s day and Hyunjin had made sure your day started off well. He had prepared you a breakfast in bed– complete with heart shaped chocolate chip pancakes, a bowl of fruit cut into hearts, your favorite iced coffee, flowers , a card and a Versace dress(to wear to lunch later). He had brought Iseul into your room, laying her on your chest, to wake you up. Your morning was perfect and now it was lunch time.
Hyunjin had taken the day off work, so he could spend your first mother’s day with you and Iseul. Now, the three of you were at a nice lunch spot he had found. The weather was beautiful so you decided to be seated outdoors. You were waiting for your food, currently holding iseul in your lap and making small talk. “I hope you’re enjoying your first Mother’s day, my love.” he smiled at you , reaching to press a kiss to your cheek. “Oh hyune, it’s been perfect, so far. Thank you so much,” you cooed at him, kissing the back of his hand. Bouncing Iseul on your lap, you pressed kisses to her hair, “and thank you my precious princess. You’re the best present I could ask for, dew drop.” You smiled, as she smiled up at you. Hyunjin smiled, his eyes full of love and pulled out the bag, sitting next to him. “Hey, lovely. Speaking of presents….I have another one for you. I mean, from me and Iseul,” He chuckled, sliding the bag over to you. “Another? Honey, you’ve already done and gotten so much for me,” You pouted, adjusting Iseul as she wiggled on your lap. “Just open it…I think you’ll really like this one,” He smiled, patting your hand. 
So, you carefully reached into the bag,pulling the tissue paper out, making sure you held a tight grip on Iseul. Pulling the canvas out, you gasped and felt your eyes water. “Oh my…..are these her handprints?” You sniffled, looking at Hyunjin as you cuddled closer to your chest. Nodding, Hyunjin leaned over to peck your lips and wipe your tears. “Mhm, they are, dove.” He smiled, also kissing Iseul’s cheek. “Oh Hyune, I love it. This is so precious. I’ll cherish it, and you two, forever,” You smiled, holding Iseul up to have her at eye level with you. Kissing all over her face, you smiled, “oh my precious princess. Mommy loves your present so much. Thank you, dew drop. I love you, mommy loves you,” you cooed.Iseul giggled and cupped your cheeks in her hands– the same hands used to make the artwork you were gifted.Feeling himself tear up, Hyunjin snapped a picture of your moment with Iseul and set it as his wallpaper on his phone. Kissing your cheeks, he smiled and nudged the bag towards you. “Dovey, there’s more. Keep going,’” he cooed. Turning back to him, you lowered Iseul into your lap and looked at the bag. “More?Aish, Hyune, this is too much,” You whined, in protest. Shaking his head,  he chuckled and pushed the bag to you. “There’s never too much for you, my muse. You gave me Iseul,” he stated, leaning to pinch her cheek. Reaching into the bag, you pulled out a picture frame, holding one of your fondest memories of your little family– you holding ,a then, newborn Isuel angling her towards the camera and Hyunjin sitting next to you on the hospital bed , arms around you with his cheeks resting on the top of your head.Both of you with proud yet soft smiles gracing your faces. Gasping, you teared up and looked at Hyunjin. “Baby……this is beautiful. Thank you,” you whispered. Softly smiling at you, Hyunjin nodded , tears filling his own eyes. “Of course, my dove. I know Iseul wasn’t exactly planned, but she’s changed my life so much, forever. I didn’t know what love was until I met you and you made my heart grow tenfold. Then, you told me you were pregnant and my heart grew more. But…seeing you grow to house her and then bring her into the world, made me realize how much I loved you and will always love you. Thank you for loving me, giving me yourself and her and making me a daddy. I love you and Iseul so incomprehensibly,, my heart.” He whispered, holding your hand, tears falling down his cheeks. “Oh, my baby, There’s no need to thank me. You and Iseul are my greatest gifts and my biggest treasures.”
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yoonjiwonsstuff · 4 months
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The seat
Genre: Humor, fluffy
Sorry about any grammatical/ortographic mistakes. English isn’t my first language.
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The whole group was excited for their weekly movie night. They all gathered in the living room, each member eyeing the couch and the few comfortable armchairs available. It was a tight fit with nine members, but everyone usually managed to find a spot somehow and be comfortable in their own way.
Jiwon and Jeongin, being the maknaes of the group, were no exception to this rule. They always ended up fighting over the last seat left, and today was no different.
"The seat is mine!" Jeongin declared, diving for the last spot, only to be met by the younger's quick response.
"Knock it off, that's my spot! I've been eyeing it since morning!" The younger's eyes fixed on the prized seat.
Jeongin, equally determined, retorted, "No way! I had my eyes on it before you even woke up! It's mine!"
Jiwon pouted adorably. "But I was here first!" he whined, his big doe eyes pleading innocently.
Jeongin raised an eyebrow. "And how exactly does 'being here first' translate into claiming ownership of the sofa?"
Jiwon shrugged "Because... well, it just does," and then he continued complaining, pouting, “hyung, It’s not fair. You always get everything your way."
Hyunjin, in his usual sarcastic tone, chimed in, "Oh boy, here we go again."
Minho, always quick with a mischievous remark, added, "Someone grab the popcorn. This is better than any movie!"
Their banter quickly escalated into a playful argument, each claiming their right to the coveted seat. “Let’s do It fair, then, 'll race you for it!" Jeongin challenged, his competitive side showing.
Jiwon smirked, agreeing with it. “You're on! Let’s do it."
As they dashed towards the couch, the other members couldn't help but laugh at their antics. "You guys are ridiculous," Felix chuckled, shaking his head in amusement.
Changbin couldn't help but chuckle at their never-ending rivalry. "Come on, guys, there's always the floor."
Both of them shot him deadly looks before turning back to their argument.
"The floor? Are you kidding me?" Jeongin protested. "No way!"
Jiwon huffed, rolling his eyes. "Yeah, I can't even stretch out properly like this!"
Bangchan attempted to mediate, "Why not share the seat, then?"
But their competitive spirits were too ignited. "No way!" Jiwon exclaimed, "This is a battle of honor, hyung!"
"You two should really grow up," Seungmin muttered under his breath, rolling his eyes, shaking his head in exasperation as he sat down on the couch.
At the end Jeongin managed to win the seat being faster than the maknae and with a victorious grin, he celebrated. "Hah, take that. The seat is mine!"
“Not fair, hyung! You cheated,” Jiwon accused and pouted, crossing his arms, sulky.
“You lost because you’re just too slow, won-ah. Accept it,” Jeongin teased.
The other members burst into laughter, unable to contain their amusement.
Felix chimed in again, chuckling entertained. "Come on, you two, stop fighting. It's just a seat."
Bangchan, trying to play peacemaker. "Yeah, there's plenty of room on the floor with blankets and cushions."
“But the couch is more comfortable,” Jiwon whined dramatically in a grumpy way.
“Wony, grab your dramatic ass and come sit here with us already, stop whining” Changbin patted the spot next to him on the floor, teasing, enjoying this too much.
“Yeah, Jiwon,” said Jeongin with a mischievous grin, with spreading on the couch. “Listen to your hyung.”
The maknae couldn’t help but let out an exaggerated sigh in defeat, but his stubbornness wouldn’t let him give up so easily. “Well, I guess this leaves me with no other choice, then.”
And without saying a word, he just sat on Jeongin’s lap, while crossing his legs as if it was a seat.
"Whoa, where did that come from?" Hyunjin chuckled, amazed by Jiwon's audacity.
Jeongin, bewildered but entertained, couldn't help but laugh at Jiwon's antics "Hey, that's cheating!"
"Technically, I didn't take the seat," Jiwon retorted with a grin, reveling in his small victory.
The room erupted in laughter as their maknae settled onto Jeongin's lap comfortably, and the others, still flustered, could do nothing but roll their eyes and shake their heads.
"Well, problem solved, looks like wony found a better seat," Changbin declared, entertained.
Jeongin was taken aback, momentarily stunned by Jiwon's unexpected move.
"That's not fair!" he protested, trying to hide his amusement.
Jiwon playfully patted Jeongin's head and teased, “Life is not fair, hyung.”
Felix, unable to contain his laughter, added, "Oh, come on, Jeonginnie! You got outsmarted by the maknae!"
Jeongin huffed pretending to be annoyed and rolled his eyes. “Alright, alright, I’ll accept it. But just this time.”
Later, while watching the movie:
Everyone was finally settled in their spots while watching the movie, finally in peace. But, of course, their maknaes wouldn’t let it last for too long.
“Yah, hyung, stop moving so much,” Jiwon complained, the room no longer being in silence anymore. “You're going to make me fall.”
Then Jeongin quickly answered, crossing his arms, “Well, it’s because you’re in my lap. You're not like a feather, you know.”
“And here we go again,” Seungmin announced, rolling his eyes.
“Guys, come on. Can’t we just watch the movie without you two being at each other’s throat?” Bangchan said, trying to mediate their non-stop bickering (but failing miserably).
Jiwon and Jeongin, their faces turning slightly red, exchanged embarrassed glances but continued to argue under their breath. Jiwon mumbled, "I should've taken another seat."
Jeongin retorted, "You're the one who wanted to sit here, anyways!”
As the teasing continued, Minho couldn't resist joining in on the fun. With a mischievous grin, he leaned over to Jiwon and said, "Next time, I'll let you sit on my lap, Wony."
Jiwon's eyes widened in surprise, and he blushed even deeper. “U-um, thanks, hyung.” he stammered, not knowing what to say exactly, being caught off guard.
Jeongin, with his competitive spirit kicking in, spoke up, his tone laced with jealousy. He retorted, "Wait a minute! You can’t just offer that, hyung!"
The room burst into laughter as Jeongin, trying to save face, added, "I mean, it's my lap he should be sitting on!"
Felix burst into giggles and poked fun at Jeongin, "Jealous, are we?"
Jeongin's cheeks turned an even darker shade of red as he tried to defend himself, "N-no, It’s not that! I'm not jealous! It's just... well, it's different!”
Jisung couldn't help but chime in, "Oh, is that how it is? Fight for your man, Jeonginnie!"
Jeongin's cheeks turned a deeper shade of red as he grumbled, "I'm not fighting for anyone!"
Jiwon, still blushing, decided to have some fun with the situation. He turned to Jeongin with a mischievous smile and said, "Well, maybe I'll take Minho-hyung up on his offer next time."
Jeongin's eyes widened, and he quickly retorted, "You wouldn't dare!"
Felix, still grinning, decided to tease Jeongin further, "Aw, I think someone's being possessive of Wony!"
Jiwon, caught in the middle of this amusing situation, couldn't stop himself from giggling. He playfully wrapped an arm around Jeongin's shoulders and said poking the other’s cheek, "Don't worry, innie, you're still my favorite," making the others burst into laughter and making Jeongin blush even more.
Jeongin’s jealousy melted away as he blushed at Jiwon’s words, and the other members couldn’t contain their laughter at the whole exchange. It was another moment of playful teasing that made their movie nights so enjoyable.
“W-wathever,” he stammered.
Jisung, grinning ear to ear, leaned over and whispered to Minho, “Well, that escalated quickly.”
Minho nodded, trying to hold back his laughter. “I guess we’ve found Iyen’s weak spot.”
The playful atmosphere continued as the movie played on, with Jiwon and Jeongin sharing a knowing look and secretly enjoying the friendly banter among their fellow members.
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Author note: you guys must be tired of It, but as I said. I love Jeongin and Jiwon’s love-hate dynamics, and makes me having a bunch of ideas to write about It. I’ll try to explore later with others the members too, feel free to make any request if you have ideas to share with me ;)
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aerasx · 11 months
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Hyunjin, assures curvy girlfriend about her large bottom 🔅
Honestly I’ve been waiting for some more fluff requests so I’m glad you requested this! I absolutely love curvy reader and enjoyed writing this! Tell me if you want more!
K-popIdol!Hyunjin x curvy!plusized! Reader
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(This is also kinda full body comfort)
I feel like this starts with him walking in on you looking at yourself in the mirror in your shared bedroom and slowly putting the pieces together.
Definitely is going to be confused at first because to him your stunning but then when you explain to him he’ll understand and start comforting you!! (He’s such a sweet baby)
When Hyunjin first saw you standing in the mirror, he thought nothing of it, thinking you were just a admiring yourself as he would do the same to you.
But when he noticed your hands touching the curves over your body going and tracing over them, and when his gaze drifted to your face, painted with insecurity, he was extremely confused.
He couldn’t understand why you felt insecure. In his eyes you were perfect, your feature only adding to you as a person.
Hyunjin walks over to you and hugs you from behind
“How’s my pretty girl doing?” He questions
You sigh “ I’m okay it’s just. . .” Trailing off as you speek
Hyunjin pulls you closer into his chest. Pulling you away from the mirror and onto the bed instead with ease.
“ did I ever tell you how beautiful you are?”
“ yes,baby is everyday”
“Then I don’t understand why you have any reason to be insecure?”
You dig your head into his shoulder snugly. “ I feel like I’m so much… bigger than other girls”
Hyunjin new the industry he worked in could put a lot of pressure on him and those around him, working especially hard to make you weren’t exposed to it the sometimes toxic community. Hyunjin wraps his hand around you back and sliding it to latch around your butt before speaking again.
“ you know that if I didn’t love you as much as I did I wouldn’t be with you right? Every feature in you makes you more unique than everyone else and I like it that way” Hyunjin lifts your head up to look at him as he says this.
“ yeah but-“
Hyunjin cuts you off “ would you like me to list out every reason I love you? First of all your so comfy I could stay an eternity with you, like my personal heating pillow, and you care for me sooo much I just love all the cloths you where because it extenuates your curves-“ Hyunjin rambles
Now it’s your turn to cut him off
“ okay- okay, I understand” you giggle a bit before looking straight into his eyes.
Hyunjin does say anything and instead pulls you closer (if possible) and snuggles into you more you his hand comfortably sitting snug under your ass. After a while you here soft snores and smile to yourself, happy to be blessed with someone like Hyunjin.
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catiuskaa · 4 months
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my knight in comforting armour
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bc changbin just changbin changbin and like this was meant to be a small drabble but nothing can be small when changbin is the topic, only binnie. smol binnie. my binnie.
@evermourning hope you like this one, darling!
wc: 1.6k
tw: harassment, swearing
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You let out a soft grunt, eyeing at the black screen of your phone, squinting at the sight of small dents and cracks.
You had been in the plane for what probably was two hours, which made you sigh due to the lack of anything to do for the remaining 6 or 7 hours left. You were sat directly on the side of the corridor, making looking at the window a hard task considering not only the distance but the fact that the woman there had closed the window so she could sleep. If you could, you would’ve whined, but it was your choice to stop using the phone after it reached the 20%, so it was more of a you problem really for keeping your charger out of reach and being overall lazy to just stand up and get it.
You kept staring at the kids in the seats in front of you, listening to how they were decorating their Animal Crossing island, whether they should kick out “that ugly cow” or not when you suddenly felt a shiver ran through your spine, and you had to hold back the urge to look around in an anxious matter, the feeling of being stared at creeping in your body. Instead of acting like a total maniac, you calmly pretended to strech yourself until you spotted the culprit.
There he was, just a few rows behind you, his stare burning into your skin, almost making you flinch. It was a random guy you’d bumped into when trying to put your suitcase into the compartment and failed miserably, and even though he felt a bit too close to you for your liking, he had been nice and helped you with your stuff. Aside that, he was a complete stranger. You couldn’t help but move uncomfortably on your place, his gaze almost lingering on your skin. In a burst of awkwardness, you left your place and zoomed your way to the back of the plane and locked yourself in the bathroom.
What the hell was going on? Was he going to kiddnapp you or something? Getting you into the international drug dealing world? Steal from you? You didn’t know but it was sure fucked up, reason why you jumped when you got out of the bathroom and Creepy Guy was in front of you, his eyes trailing all over you— more like at your body. You shifted you pose and grinned politely, reminding yourself the definition of manners: smiling even though you’d rather punch the bitch in the face and run away.
“Excuse me,” you mentioned, hoping that the clusterfuck that was going on in your mind would just fade away, a scenery sort of like that meme with all the little Sponge Bobs running around in Sponge Bob’s brain as it was burning down.
“No, eh, excuse me. I noticed you earlier in the plane, I was wondering whether I had met you before…”
Oh my god, were you just paranoid all this time? For a second you felt bad, it wasn’t his fault that several men behaved like total shitheads.
“No, sorry, I don’t think so…” You tried going back to your seat, but he grabbed your forearm, his sweaty palms making you shiver in contrast of the AC that had been blasting at you for the past half an hour. Your whole body tensed up as his expression changed into a smile, one different from the sheepish smile from a second ago, this one felt dark and really, really creepy.
Changbin was heading back home with the rest of the members. Due to scheduling problems regarding the time they would spent out of the country, the agency had managed to get them sits for the plane, but separated from each other, unlike the usual three rows close they used to book, the lack of other services or departures that day being a bit at fault, although there was really no one to blame. Arriving was far more important than sitting close to eachother, so they’d decided to take the plane, thinking it wasn’t that big of a deal anyways.
He was sitting on the left side of the corridor, last row, with the only company of a cute old lady that fell asleep almost as soon as the plane took off.
He hadn’t seen you speed your way to the toilets, it had been Jisung who noticed your poor act of running away. He was sitting a few rows ahead, in alley sit, and turned around to look at him, head motion pointing towards your direction. Changbin shrugged, he hadn’t really paid attention to the situation until a man went behind you, in quite a brute way, as if he didn’t remember he was in public.
And that behaviour was… weirdly off putting.
Jisung and him stared at eachother for a second, Han’s eyebrows arched in confusion.
“No, stay here for a second.” The man had said to you in a rough tone.
Seo tensed up, eyes big, and slightly shook his head sideways towards Jisung, who immediatly turned towards the other side of the corridor, looking for a way to call the flight attendants’ attention.
“Let go of me, sir.” You were still scared, yet you hadn’t paid self-defence classes for nothing. “I won’t repeat myself a third time. Let. Go. Of. Me.”
Changbin was frozen in shock. He looked towards Han’s direction, in hopes that his silent cry for help could be noticed by someone on the fucking metal bird they were on, but it wasn’t being really helpful.
“Oh, you’re a strong woman, yeah, that’s why I had to help you with your suitcase.” He had laughed, as if what you had said had been a joke.
“Get over yourself, pretty legs.”
Seo flinched and frowned. He was waiting, waiting for a signal that could tell him if you were actually fine on your own or if he had to launch himself to help.
Because no doubt on it.
He would.
You were surprisingly calm, although your heart was racing due to the adrenaline in your body. You moved your arm away and tried getting into the toilet again, yet barely managed to enter when Creepy Guy pushed you out of the cubicule.
“You’re getting on my nerves, bitch.” He murmured.
“Get off me, you fucking pervert!” You tried to push him, and repeated what you’d learned before. You turned your arm inwards, making his bend in an uncomfortable position and then grabbed his wrist, twisted it again until he was at your mercy, and finished it by stepping on his foot.
Changbin looked at you, mouth partially
opened in surprise, then smiled slightly. He shook his head, ‘sometimes people are their own heroes’ he thought, but just when he was about to sit back, Creepy Guy had tried to elbow you when your attempted escape hadn’t quite worked.
“I am going to beat you up.”
You turned pale. Fuck, fuck, fuck. How to get out of this one? You were running out of patience and ideas.
“Everything alright here?”
You looked at the shredded man in front of you, dressed fully in black, curly hair making him look quite cute, yet his expression would make anyone at least a bit wary of their actions.
A note must be cleared, because on one hand, you could have gotten out of the problem just fine. Most likely. But you on the other hand, did what every sane human being would do in danger, and greeted the helping —and beautiful— man with a warm embrace, literally, because you yeeted yourself to his arms, whispering at least four ‘thank yous’ when he hugged you back slightly.
“Changbin.” He mentioned, what you supposed was his name. “Pretend with me for a second, ok?”
You nodded and turned around, facing the man.
“Any issues with my girl that I would need to know of?”
You held back a shiver that creeped from the deeperst parts of your body, unable to understand exactly why, because it had been just a nickname. Creepy Guy almost groaned, huffing in response as he fixed his shirt.
“Your girl? This bitch was almost on her knees for me not even two hours ago, dude. Teach her some fucking manners then.”
You noticed Changbin’s hand lying on the small of your back, at the exact spot where it could look like he was gropping you, but the skinship just felt quite comfortable, him almost barely touching your lower back.
“Excuse you, you absolute delusional freak. There’s only bitch in this conversation, and its not me.” You fumed, adrenaline still rushing through your body.
“It’s ok, babe.” Seo held you sofly by your waist, and you leaned into the touch, at first purely by instinct, which surprised you.
Creepy Guy tried heading outside, when Changbin grabbed him just like he had grabbed you minutes ago.
“By the way, I’ve got the whole thing on video. Good luck getting out of this one, champ.” He smiled, and your insides twisted.
“You bast-“
“Is everything ok, sir?”
Changbin recognized Jisung waving in his place, sending him thumbs up with a smile, mouthing what he got as “sorry”, as well as Chan, who was directly behind the flight attendant that stood in front of both of you, a woman that looked fierce as hell, and clearly wasn’t having any of this situation, despite the apparent sweetness of her tone.
She called for other flight attendant who guided the man to his seat, then directed herself to you, her whole facade wearing off and looking at you in a mix of proudness and a bit of pity, understanding your awkward position.
“Is your seat close to his?” You nodded.
She pinched her nose, visibly holding herself back from behaving violently. “Are you traveling with these gentlemen? I could try and search for a seat closer to them” She pointed to the other men that looked at you.
You noticed again the somewhat soft palm in the curve of your back, which brought you back to reality.
“No, but I still would want to change. Is that a problem… Changbin?” He smiled, cheeks softly turning pink.
“Oh no, its ok. We’re a group of eight scrambled through the airplane, I don’t think it’ll be an issue to find a spare seat.”
Ten minutes later, you were giggling next to him, using his phone while you charged yours with his cable as you both kept loosing at the same game, failing to find more words for the crossword.
You hoped you could keep the contact with all the group after you met them when the airplane landed. And something made you think you would, noticing a hand drawing soft circles on the palm of your hand as you all tried to get out of the crowds.
~Kats, a fluff Changbin enthusiast who is being deeply affected by cuffing season and binnie in a compression shirt.
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