hyunjin is your friend except you're making out in his car backseat. very suggestive so mdni. inspired by the song strangers.
"you want me to tell you how this will go between us?" you whisper, as hyunjin's nose brushes against yours softly.
"please," he says just as quietly, his thumb grazing your bottom lip in an agonizingly slow manner.
"we get in your car..." you begin, fingers reaching up to trace the contour of his face. so pretty for you. "and you'll lean to kiss me..." you let out breathlessly, and a curious smirk tugs at the corners of his mouth.
"like this, you mean?" he says, before pressing your lips onto his softly. you sigh, as goosebumps rise upon your skin. he tastes so sweet, so addicting. you missed this little game you both had on.
"what next?" he questions, eyes still closed, chest heaving from the emotion coursing through him.
"we'll talk for hours..." you gently wipe the corners of his mouth, now tainted with your cherry lipstick. "and we'll lay on the backseat."
"oh, yeah?" he smiles, his dimple peeking on his right cheek. adorable, if not for the fact that he's lowering you on the said backseat now, before hovering over you. his arms are on either side of your body, caging you in, not that you'd ever dream of escaping.
"and then one random night, when everything changes, you won't reply..." you pout, as you entwine his golden necklace between your fingers, tugging him slowly towards you. "and we'll go back to strangers."
"is that what you think will happen, pretty? that I'd forget you?" he asks, his thumb brushing against your cheek tenderly. then your chin. then the curve of your neck, down to your collarbones. it's a featherlight touch, but the anticipation of what it might turn into is killing you.
"won't you? forget me, i mean?" you grin cheekily, as you interlock your hands behind his neck, bringing his face, much, much closer to yours.
"i won't," he says with a sincerity that catches you off guard. "not when you're you."
a newfound emotion tugs at your heartstrings. it's not lust, no, this is... warm and nice and you don't want to dive into it, into the consequences of what it might change between you both.
"well, i don't know. maybe i will be the one forgetting you," you smile teasingly, as his necklace dangles over your face.
"then i have to give you something to remember me by, don't i?"
"you do," you sigh dreamily, as his lips suddenly suck on the tender skin of your neck. your hands are tangled in his soft black hair, and you know you're lying. you couldn't ever forget him. not when he's hyunjin and you're in the backseat of his car. and his plump lips are on you alone.
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Stray kids reaction to y/k having tattoo sleeves? ๐๐ป Iโve seen reactions where they specified a couple tattoos but I wanna know what their reaction would be with someone that has sleeves. Or wants to get more tattoos (; also could some of the settings be like on a date? Like during the stage where theyโre getting to know y/k?) thnx ๐
Reaction to boyfriend who has a tattoo sleeve
A/N: So I only did three members (picked at random) to avoid this getting repetitive, I think I strayed a little off topic, not sure, but please let me know what you think of it anonie, I loved writing it, and I am so sorry it has taken me so long to write it, all the love and in hopes of having more time to write now that college application and decision time is coming to a wrap ๐
Seo Changbin (Implied NSFW Content)
y/n and Changbin meet on the coldest day of winter, itโs literally freezing and the entire city is basically iced over.
y/n is the new producer at JYP and it just so happens that Changbin is asked to work with y/n on a project.
At first Changbin is really skeptical, y/n is this quiet, kind of scary looking person and he communicates through glaring and frowning instead of words.
Then Changbin starts to slowly get to know him and things change, he finds out that y/n isnโt rude or scary and they get pretty close throughout the time they are working on the project.
When they are no longer work colleagues and the project is complete, Changbin works up the courage to ask y/n out on a date.
They donโt officially date or anything for a while, they go out together on a couple dates and hang out, they spend lots of time together and it is very obvious they are both basically in love with each other.
y/n doesnโt try to hide his tattoos or anything, Changbinโs seen a few of them, the one on the side of his neck and the ones on his wrists and knuckles but heโs never seen the whole thing.
Then one day theyโre sitting in Changbinโs studio and somehow y/n spills an entire thing of iced coffee on himself and heโs only wearing a long sleeved shirt.
Changbin has a spare shirt from dance practice so he goes to grab it and in the meantime y/n pulls his dirty shirt off.
Changbin finds the shirt in a drawer and turns around to give it to y/n and he just freezes.
y/n doesnโt even notice him staring, he takes the shirt offered to him and slips it on going back to whatever he was doing before while poor Changbin stares on in shocked silence.
โWhy are you staring at me like that?โ
โYou have so many tattoos.โ Changbin mutters quietly.
y/n smiles slightly,ย โYou donโt like them?โChangbin shakes his head quickly, he loves them, if he had wanted to kiss y/n before now he wants to jump the other manโs bones, he thinks they are hot and such a turn on.
y/n seems to understand as much and he goes out of his way after that to put them on display even though itโs still freezing outside.
Changbin isnโt complaining (at first), after a while he just finds himself staring at y/nโs tattoos, they arenโt even officially dating so he canโt just grab y/nโs arms and trace over the tattoos or ask the older to do anything to him.The whole thing leads to a lot of frustration on Changbinโs end and a lot of amusement on y/nโs.
โYou know you can look at my tattoos if you want, you donโt need to look away every time I look in your general direction.โChangbinโs cheeks flare read but he hesitantly moves to sit closer to y/n and runs the tips of his fingers across one of the many tattoos.
โTheyโre so hot.โ Changbin slaps a hand over his mouth as soon as the words leave it, y/n on the other hand finds this hilarious.
โAre they?โ He is so close to Changbins face and his arm has moved to wrap around Changbinโs waist.Changbin remembers every thought heโs ever had about y/nโs hands and the tattoos and what he wants the older to do to him and he can see all the tattoos so close that it makes everything so much worse.
y/nโs smirk is enough to convince him to move towards the older and pull the otherโs arm around his waist, he has no idea where the confidence comes from but at this point he has nothing to lose and heโs been fantasizing for way too long anyways.
Things end up so much better than he had every dreamed of and he has to concede that tattoos are the hottest thing ever, especially when theyโre y/nโs and they stand out on white knuckles that hold Changbinโs hips down.
Hwang Hyunjin
Hyunjin loves tattoos, he thinks they're cool and the moment JYP lets him get a tattoo (I am not sure if he already has a tattoo tbh) he is getting a tattoo because tattoos are just so cool.
So why doesn't Hyunjin know that his boyfriend (of like 4 months) has enough tattoos to cover 90% of the skin on his right arm?
Simple, answer.
y/n is an idol, he isn't aloud to show his tattoos on national television, and since a lot of his initial interactions with
Hyunjin had been backstage at music shows...
music shows = no tattoos being shown.
So let's go back to the beginning to get a clear picture
Hyunjin and y/n first meet at a music show backstage, Hyunjin has heard of y/n but he hasn't really seen pictures of the other that often and now he is face to face with probably the most attractive person he has met in a long time.
y/n is leaning against a wall in the hallway outside the bathroom in a beautifully tailored suit and Hyunjin, who is walking out of the bathroom, is completely enamored by this man that he might know the name of but can't be sure.
person walks past Hyunjin and y/n shoves his phone into his pocket talking happily to said person before they disappear down the hallway.
Detective Hyunjin mode = activated.
His detective work involves a quick google search to identify what group y/n is in and confirm his name, turns out he was right about the name and so he spends the next 2 hours of waiting before he has to preform just scrolling through pictures and tweets about y/n.
He resolves that day that he needs to talk to the other no matter what it takes, he just needs y/n's number.
His first plan is to recruit Jisung and Jeongin's help because they tend to find talking to new people easier and maybe he won't be as awkward if he talks to y/n with other people present.
This plan falls through very quickly because instead of helping all Jeongin and Jisung do is laugh at him.
He turns to his second (and last) plan.
Lee Minho is 2 months older than y/n, so maybe by some stroke of luck Minho knows y/n, or someone in his group, and Hyunjin can maybe convince Minho to help him start a conversation with the other.
Hyunjin is in luck, not only is Minho more empathetic about his hardships than Jisung and Jeongin but he just so happens to know y/n well enough to be able to walk up to him and strike up conversation.
Hyunjin follows Minho with gradually decreasing confidence.
Sure he is going to get the chance to talk to y/n, which is what he wanted, but what the hell is he going to say?
Should he just ask for the others number?
Just introduce himself and maybe y/n will ask for his number?
Maybe he can just turn around now and run away before this gets particularly embarrassing for him?
Maybe the floor underneath him will open up and swallow him whole because good lord y/n just smiled in his general direction and why are there so many people in this area at this specific time?
Turns out y/n wasn't smiling specifically at him, he was smiling more at Minho.
"This is Hyunjin, he wanted to tag along."
"Hey, I'm y/n, it's nice to meet you." Maybe his smile will kill Hyunjin before he remembers how to talk.
"uhh-hh, yes I know, I- uh, Hyunjin." God why was that so awkward someone save him, where did Minho walk off to? who is that? why did he take Minho away from him?
"Are you okay?"
"yeah, yeah, I am good." god he needed salvation right now.Basically, Hyunjin is awkward and nervous and he feels like the first meeting is a complete disaster and y/n will never talk to him again.
Somehow though y/n decided he isn't pitiful enough to ignore and walk away from, it takes a bit of prodding and joking on y/n's part for Hyunjin to relax a little and they hold a decent conversation.
When Minho informs Hyunjin they have to head back y/n is typing his number into Hyunjin's phone and urging him to send a text whenever.
y/n and Hyunjin talk often after that, they meet again just a little over a week later backstage at a music show again and decided that they should take the risk and start dating.
They're moving a little quickly true, but, they can learn more about each other as time goes on.
Neither one of them is necessarily free at any one point in time, they see each other at a few events but their dating is limited to talking over the phone and basically texting all the time.
And then the day comes.
Hyunjin has the day off and y/n has wrapped up a photo shoot, the timing is perfect, the managers are okay with it and Hyunjin is buzzing with excitement because it's been almost 4 months and he is going to go to his boyfriend now.
They decide to meet at y/n's empty dorm just to be in each others presence.
So Hyunjin is standing outside the dorm door waiting for y/n to let him in and he is just shaking with happiness.
So when y/n opens the door with his hair a little messy and no make up on, Hyunjin's first instinct is to launch himself at the other and hug him as tightly as he can.
They might not have been able to see each other these last four months but that doesn't mean Hyunjin hasn't learned enough about the other to love him.
y/n only laughs and pulls him into the dorm hugging back with a soft smile on his face.
Hyunjin is so busy hugging y/n that he doesn't see the tattoos covering y/n's right arm.
He doesn't see them in fact until after he's been ushered into y/n's room and is about to head towards the cat laying under the window.
He turns around to ask y/n about the cat's name and then freezes because holy mother of all beings is that a tattoo sleeve?
"Yeah, is it a problem?"
"A problem? god no!" Hyunjin moves closer to war his fingers around y/n's arm and raise it so he can inspect the intricate designs.
"They look so cool, this just makes me want a tattoo even more."
y/n laughs, "I can take you to get one." Hyunjin looks up with starry eyes.
"Management would kill, but I don't really care anymore."
"Maybe you should get it okayed before you do anything?"
"If they try to kill me you'll come riding in on a motorbike and wearing a leather jacket and save me." Hyunjin replies with a serious face.
y/n laughs, "That is just a stereotype, my mom would kill me if I got on a motorbike."So what did Hyunjin learn today?
He definitely wants a tattoo and wouldn't mind getting yelled at by management for getting one behind their back.
He wants y/n to go with him because this man is an expert and if anyone (y/n included) disagrees then Hyunjin will be inclined to fight them.
y/n is 100% a mama's boy and Hyunjin is living for it (Another one of his life sources at this point in time is y/n's tattooed arm wrapped around his waist but he doesn't want to discuss those emotions just yet).
Yang Jeongin (I.N)
So y/nโs a barista at a cafe and that is how Jeongin meets him first, it is late summer, the uniform for the cafe workers is a button down white shirt so even though it is 35 degrees (Celsius) out Jeongin never sees y/n in anything but his work uniform which is a long sleeve button down white shirt.
After 2 months of (not really) subtle crushing Jeongin asks y/n for his phone number, they chat for a few days and then go on their first date in early October.
The date is a sweet, cliche outing, Jeongin is a blushing mess 90% of the time and y/n treats him with so much care.
Dates arenโt that frequent after the first one but just before winter Jeongin and y/n make it official.
At this point it is so cold that there is never a moment for Jeongin to see y/n without a coat, hoodie or long sleeved shirt, so he lives a life of blissful ignorance for almost a month.
And then one day he is sitting at the counter in the cafe, y/n is just finishing his shift and Jeongin is waiting for him.
The manager walks by and tells y/n to clean up before he hands over to the next person and so y/n moves to the sink and rolls up his sleeves.
Jeongin isnโt really paying attention, heโs a little focused on his phone, but then he looks up.
๐ฏย = Yang Jeongin when he saw y/nโs tattoos.
โYour face literally just derailed.โ
โI didnโt know you had tattoos.โ
โWell you didnโt really ever get a chance to see them.โ
Silence.
โI am sorry I probably should have told you before this.โJeongin doesnโt respond to that, he doesnโt know how to, so he sits in silence contemplating the situation, while y/n finishes up.
When they walk out of the cafe it is in strained silence, Jeongin doesnโt like it at all.
โCan I see them?โ
โSure, letโs go sit somewhere.โThey end up on a park bench, y/n with his sleeves rolled up and Jeongin carefully tracing the ink covering y/nโs arm his eyes widened in awe.
โWhatโs the meaning behind thisone?โ
โNothing really, I got it because I thought it looked nice.โJeongin laughs lightly and goes back to studying the tattoos on y/nโs arm, now that he is over the initial shock of discovering the tattoos he is enraptured by them.
Heโll probably stare at them whenever y/n wears something short sleeved, or rolls up his sleeves.
He genuinely thinks they are really cool and thinks his boyfriend is like a million times cooler with them.
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Awaken
F/M Pairing: Y/N x Hwang Hyunjin (some mentions of Y/N x Seo Changbin)
Word Count: 7.5K
Warnings: Explicit smut and language, use of vibrators, Hyunjin is kinda obsessed in this one
Genre: College AU; Professor AU
Summary: When Y/N transferred into a prestigious all-girls university, she never expected to be on the receiving end of a very handsome professorโs near-constant attention.
It had been a difficult decision - transferring from my previous school into one of the most Elite universities in the world. I understand that it might seem contradictory, but there were several uncertainties that impeded my ability to make a decision. The first being an existential dread surrounding the idea of leaving behind my best friends, including my off-and-on again boyfriend, Changbin. The second reason involved my new universityโs strict mandate that it would only accept female applicants.
Yes, the school only admitted women, and as someone who maintained a diligent sex life with previous boyfriends, I was not excited by the prospect of being forced into celibacy.
But the pressure from my parents and close academic advisors eventually forced my hand, and I found myself dragging most of my belongings out of my dorm room with a few friends helping me along.ย โWhat the hell is in this suitcase, Y/N?โ Jisung asked, grunting with the effort of dragging my bag along the sidewalk.
โProbably just clothes,โ I said, shrugging because I was trying to remain perfectly nonchalant about my transfer, even though I was having a total meltdown on the inside.
โI think thatโs all of it,โ Changbin said, and he was giving me that same somber look that I was starting to hate - the one that told me he wasnโt very happy about my transfer.ย โYou know,โ he continued, bracing himself against the side of my car.ย โIf you ever need me, Iโm only a phone call away.โ
โQuit trying to get your dick wet, Changbin, and grab something!โ Chan snapped.ย โOr, are those arms just for show?โ
Changbin rolled his eyes, but he leaned down to grab my laundry basket before bringing it to the trunk.ย โAre you gonna miss us, Y/N?โ Jisung asked.ย
โNot as much as youโll miss me,โ I said.ย โWho else will edit your essays, Han?โ
Jisung frowned as if he was actually thinking deeply about my question.ย โMaybe I could just email them-โ
โJisung,โ Chan interrupted, knocking against his shoulder with an affectionate smile.ย โThereโs still one more box inside.โ
โIโm on it!โ Jisung shouted, and I grinned at the sight of the younger boy pumping his arms as he jogged back up the staircase.
โHe doesnโt really get the severity of the situation,โ Chan said, leaning next to me to against my car.
โItโs okay,โ I said, looking down at my shoes.ย โIโll miss all of you.โ
โY/N,โ Chan said,ย โI thought we werenโt gonna cry until after you left.โ
I sniffled around the rising urge to do exactly that before tossing my arms around his neck for a long embrace.ย โYouโll come see me, right?โ
โOf course,โ Chan agreed, pulling back to meet my gaze.ย โYa! Donโt cry over this, Y/N. Itโs supposed to be your big opportunity.โ
โYeah,โ I murmured, but it didnโt really feel like it anymore, and when my eyes connected with Changbinโs, I couldnโt help but feel a terrible weight pressing down on my chest.
Maybe this was the worst idea ever, but I was already enrolled for the upcoming academic semester. I would do my best, of course, but I desperately hoped that my parents might reconsider another transfer. Because these were my friendsย
(and my sometimes boyfriend), and I belonged with them.
โDonโt think too much about it,โ Chan instructed me firmly.ย โCall us if you ever want to hangout.โ
โI will,โ I promised him, and he brushed a friendly kiss across my forehead. It was the ultimate sign that I had truly signed my life away on the enrollment papers for the school in the next town. Maybe it wouldnโt be so bad once I made new friends, but at this moment, everything hurt and I was doing my best to hold myself together as I drove away with my old life waving goodbye from the rear-view mirror.
Upon the start of the Spring semester, I was officially moved into my new dorm room which I was sharing with an very enthusiastic young woman named Claire. Her optimism was unmatched, and she had spent most of the day dragging me around campus while pointing out anything that seemed remotely interesting.ย โYouโll love it here, Y/N!โ she promised, and I feigned a smile mostly for her benefit.
โIt seems nice,โ I told her later on after we returned to our shared dorm room.
โOh, yeah, the teachers are great!โ she said.ย โWhatโs your schedule like?โ
I shrugged with vacant dismissal, reaching into my bag to hand her the folded piece of paper I had received earlier that week. โYou got in Mr. Hwangโs class!โ Claire abruptly squealed.ย โYou lucky bitch!โ
โWhatโs the big deal?โ I grumbled, snatching my schedule back out of her hands.
โThe big deal!โ Claire shrieked like I had just committed an unforgivable crime.ย โHeโs only the hottest teacher on campus!โ
I rolled my eyes because I shouldโve anticipated something superficial. But I was beginning to understand that most of these poor girls were thirsty for anything remotely attractive, and I had even witnessed one girl lusting over a much-older professor just because he still had all of his hair. It was everything I feared about an all-girls institution, and I was beginning to experience the same mania as the rest of them.
But my thoughts usually went to Changbin, and there was no way I would ever fantasize about one of my teachers.ย โHow old is he?โ I asked.
โHeโs only 27!โ Claire giggled.ย โIโm not kidding, Y/N, it looks like he was literally sculpted by the gods!โ
โThatโs original,โ I muttered.ย โWell, I hope heโs good at poetry.โ
โOh, heโs the best,โ Claire assured me, but I didnโt think I could take her word for it because she was certainly biased when it concerned his looks.ย โHeโs been published all around the world!โ
โHe must be decent,โ I said because the schoolโs academic reputation wouldnโt allow anything less than acceptable.
โMy friend had a class with him last semester,โ Claire continued, and I regretted not changing the topic earlier.ย โApparently, she could hardly concentrate on the lesson because she couldnโt stop staring at his ass.โ
โYour friend sounds dedicated.โ
โThereโs also a rumor going around campus that he only got his position because he seduced our admissions advisor!โ
I snorted at the idea.ย โI doubt Iโll be that interested in him.โ
โWhatever you say, Y/N,โ Claire sing-songed.ย โYouโll change your mind when you see him.โ
โI highly doubt it,โ I muttered, and I glanced over at the side table where my phone was waiting.ย โIโll be back,โ I said, and I left the dorm room and found myself in an isolated study room which I ensured was locked before dialing Changbinโs number.
Then, I settled down against the couch and closed my eyes, shoving my hand underneath the waistband of my sleeping shorts to gently graze my fingers against my clitoris.ย
Graciously, Changbin picked up after the fourth ring:ย โY/N?โ he said.ย โAre you okay?โ
โYeah,โ I said.ย โI just wanted to hear your voice.โ
Changbin chuckled, and the static from the phone made it sound far more guttural. I bit my lower lip as I dipped one finger inside my tight heat.ย โHowโs your new roommate?โ he asked.ย โChan told me that she was unbearable.โ
โSheโs chatty,โ I said, taking a deep breath before asking him:ย โChangbin, I miss you.โ
He was silent from the other end, and I could only pray that Changbin had read the situation correctly, especially when I offered a quiet moan into the receiver.ย โAre you touching yourself, Y/N?โ he asked, and I nodded even though he couldnโt see me.
โI wish you were here,โ I told him, and I smiled at the familiar sound of Changbinโs zipper as he tugged his pants down those thick thighs that I loved.ย
โIโm here, babe,โ he said, and there was a slight desperation to his tone.ย โWhat are you thinking about?โ
โYou,โ I said, hissing around a stuttered exhale when I grazed a sensitive spot.ย โIโm thinking about your cock, Changbin.โ
He moaned from the other end, and the slick sound of Changbin lubing up his erection was particularly raunchy.ย โI want you here with me, Y/N,โ Changbin said, and I could easily imagine him jerking off his cock from behind my eyelids.ย โIโd have you on your hands and knees, fingering that little pussy of yours.โ
I gasped at his words, arching my back against the couch as I shoved my fingers even further inside. Changbin had an uncanny gift for dirty talk that I attributed in large part to his irresistible baritone voice.ย โTell me more,โ I begged him.
โAre you wet?โ
โYeah.โ
โGood,โ Changbin growled.ย โI could just slide right in.โ
โOh, fuck,โ I cursed, and I imagined everything as he continued to describe it to me - moving my fingers even faster at the phantom sensation of his cock filling me up so well like he always did whenever we had sex together.ย โI want to come so bad for you.โ
โThen do it,โ Changbin said, grunting from his end as he undoubtedly brought himself to completion.
And I eventually came with a loud moan - shameless despite the thin walls of the surrounding dorms. But I was on cloud nine, savoring the necessary heat of my well-deserved orgasm.ย โCall me tomorrow,โ Changbin said after a while, and I had almost forgotten that we were still talking.
โYeah,โ I panted around a sigh.ย โI will.โ
The bell-tower struck noon when I entered Hwang Hyunjinโs poetry class for the very first time. I had already anticipated a large class, but I was still surprised by the sheer number of students who were crowding the front rows of the classroom. I rolled my eyes because I was forced to sit at the back, and it certainly did no favors for my poor vision.
Regardless, I was also frustrated because there was a small part of myself which remained curious about this mysterious teacher. I could tell that all the other students were practically gushing with excitement, but I schooled my expression and slumped down in my seat as I pulled out a fresh notebook. What the hell were they expecting? A striptease in the middle of our lecture?
However, the most frustrating part of all was the grand entrance of the elusive teacher who had enraptured most of the population. And I couldnโt be any less impressed with him as I rolled my eyes over his tall, lean form. Yeah, he was pretty to look at, but he certainly wasnโt my type. I sighed as my mind instantly reminded me of an image of Changbin; specifically, a sweaty Changbin who had just finished up in the gym - wearing nothing around his waist except for a towel.
โGood morning, everyone,โ Mr Hwang finally spoke, and there was a deeper aspect to his voice that I wasnโt expecting.ย โMy name is Mr. Hwang, and this is our poetry 278 lecture.โ
There was a collective sigh over his words, and I held back my laughter at the pathetic way everyone was swooning over him.ย โLetโs start with introductions,โ Mr. Hwang suggested, and I groaned because I loathed ice-breakers.ย โWhen I call your name, you can give me your year and intended major.โ
God, was this Elementary school?
Nevertheless, I waited for my turn, listening as the other students went above and beyond the call of duty to provide Mr. Hwang with as much unnecessary additional information as they could.ย โI study political science,โ one girl said.ย โI was the leader of my high schoolโs debate club, and I won an award at the state convention.โ
โImpressive,โ Mr. Hwang said, and I briefly entertained the idea of the girl fainting on the spot.ย โY/N?โ
I glanced up to meet Mr. Hwangโs gaze.ย โThird year,โ I replied.ย โI just transferred, and Iโm studying English.โ
โOh, really?โ Mr. Hwang inquired.ย โDo you have any interest in writing an honorโs thesis?โ
I blinked twice at the question because he hadnโt bothered to push anyone else for something more.ย โIโd like to in the future,โ I told him, and I squirmed around uncomfortably in my chair when his gaze lingered for several beats too long.
Thankfully, he quietly moved on, and I was able to relax in my seat once again. The lecture proceeded from there, and I sighed when I realized that we would be talking about Emily Dickinson who I had already studied numerous times in my other classes. But I guess that left me the rare opportunity to doodle nonsensical images on my notebook while thinking about my friends, wondering what Jisung, Chan, and Changbin might be doing at that moment.
In another universe, we could be sharing this class together, and I felt a pang of homesickness for my previous school as I listened to Mr. Hwangโs voice at the back of my head. But after another hour, our class concluded and I breathed a sigh of relief as I packed up my belongings. I wasnโt able to finish my picture of Munchlax, but maybe I could work out the details later on. In the meantime, I hoisted my bag over my shoulder as I tried to fight my way around the crowd of students who were all waiting around Mr. Hwangโs desk.
And I was almost at the exit when his voice suddenly stopped me. โY/N,โ Hyunjin said, and I paused mid-step because I wasnโt expecting to hear him call my name.ย โCan you stay behind for a moment?โ
โSure,โ I said, even as I bristled at the thought of having to wait for those other girls to leave first.
They all insisted that they had so many questions to ask Mr. Hwang, and I was left to stew in the corner while crossing my arms over my chest. I had another class in half an hour, and I couldnโt afford to stand around all day while I waited at the behest of a teacher who had somehow won the affections of every student in this stupid school simply by being the prettiest in the room.
โIโll see you tomorrow,โ Mr. Hwang said with a bright smile to the last girl who scampered out of the room with a breathless giggle.
Finally, it was just me and Mr. Hwang, and I hesitantly walked over to his desk.ย โYou needed to see me?โ
โYes,โ Mr. Hwang said as he looked up at me from his grade-book. โIs there something wrong with the way I teach?โ Mr. Hwang asked, and I was surprised to see him pouting at me with his lower lip sticking out.
โUh, I donโt know what you mean, Mr. Hwang,โ I said, adjusting the strap of my bag.
โWell, it didnโt seem like you were too invested in my lecture,โ Hyunjin explained.
Oh, great, he caught me daydreaming about Changbin.ย
โIโm sorry, sir,โ I said, searching for an excuse.ย โIโve been having a hard time adjusting.โ
โAh, thatโs right!โ Mr. Hwang nodded.ย โYou transferred here for the new semester.โ
โYeah,โ I agreed, and I chanced a step back towards the doorway.ย โIโll do better in the future.โ
โWell, hold on for just a minute, Y/N,โ Mr. Hwang said.ย โIโm here to help my students when theyโre struggling.โ
โItโs not really a struggle,โ I said, but I held my tongue when he pulled out a piece of paper and scribbled something at the top.
โHere,โ he said, holding out the paper for me to take. โItโs my personal phone number,โ Mr. Hwang added with a wink.ย
Personal number?ย โOh, thank you, sir,โ I offered in return because I wasnโt sure what the appropriate response might be in that situation.
โCall me anytime,โ Mr. Hwang insisted, and I couldnโt help but notice the mischievous gleam in his gaze like we were playing some kind of game and I was the one who was losing.ย โIโll see you on Thursday.โ
One Week Later
Despite my new schoolโs formidable reputation, I was doing exceedingly well in all of my classes. Most of my instructors were greatly impressed, and a few English teachers had already brought up the prospect of mentoring me for the honorโs thesis. Yet, there was one class that I couldnโt quite get a handle on, and I was shocked to see another giant C- written across the top of my latest essay.ย
I swallowed hard when Mr. Hwang returned to the front of the room to conclude his lecture. What the hell was I doing wrong? I had even sent this paper to a former TA at my previous school who offered to look at it before I submitted the damn thing.
But instead of feeling disappointed about my failure, I sensed a rising anger directed at the man standing in front of the room. Everyone else around me celebrated their Aโs while I was left with a nasty letter grade that would hardly reflect well on my GPA. What could the rest of my classmates be doing differently?
โThatโs it for today!โ Mr. Hwang announced.ย โWeโll pick up on this again next time!โ
I frowned as I stuffed the essay at the bottom of my bag. It still wasnโt too late to switch out of this stupid class, and then I could finally re-orient my focus.ย โY/N!โ Mr. Hwang called out when I passed by his desk.ย โCan I have a moment of your time, dear?โ
Dear?!ย โSure,โ I grumbled, once again waiting for the masses of Mr. Hwangโs admirers to leave the room before I confronted my teacher.
โWell,โ Mr. Hwang began with an exaggerated sigh.ย โWhat will we do about these poor grades of yours?โ
I bristled at the comment because it sounded strangely hostile - perhaps even threatening.ย โDonโt worry, sir,โ I said.ย โIโm transferring out your class. You donโt have to concern yourself with me.โ
I turned my back on Mr. Hwang as I started for the exit.ย โDonโt be silly, Y/N,โ Mr. Hwang said.ย โIโve spoken to your other teachers, and they tell me that this a requirement for your major. And Iโm the only person who teaches the subject.โ
โYouโve got to be fucking kidding me,โ I hissed under my breath, but I did my best to retain a neutral expression as I returned to his desk.ย โWhatโs the problem, sir?โ I asked.ย โI had the last essay peer-checked by a former instructor.โ
โOur grading standards are much higher, Y/N,โ Mr. Hwang informed me haughtily.ย โI think the real issue is your attitude.โ
โMy attitude?โ I repeated - completely dumbfounded by the accusation.
โYou donโt really show any engagement with the material,โ Mr. Hwang elaborated.ย โYou always come to class, but I can tell that your attention is elsewhere. And you donโt even bother to come to my office hours to talk about the topics we cover.โ
โI didnโt realize, sir,โ I said, and I was shocked that he considered me disinterested in my studies.
โItโs okay to ask for help, Y/N,โ Mr. Hwang explained.ย โYouโre the only student who never stays behind to talk to me.โ
Because I have better things to compliment your face!ย โI have another lecture after this one,โ I offered as a response.
โThen it seems to me like I should make an effort to meet you outside of designated hours,โ Mr. Hwang said. โI have an apartment off-campus. Maybe you can come over this weekend?โ
For a moment, I was completely stunned by his proposal.ย โI donโt think thatโs appropriate, Mr. Hwang,โ I said, taking a step back away from him.
โWhy not?โ Mr. Hwang asked.ย โItโll just be me and you.โ
โUh, I donโt know...โ
โOh, Y/N, I have to insist,โ Mr. Hwang said, and I watched him open his grade-book.ย โYou wonโt even muster a C in this class if you keep going at this rate.โ
It seemed preposterous that I could make straight Aโs in every other class but still fail this one at the same time.ย โIโll think about it,โ I said while doing my best to ignore his pleased smile.
It was late that night when my phone lit up with an incoming notification. I groaned in response because I wasnโt expecting anything from the boys, but then again, maybe Changbin needed fresh jerk-off material, and I could always send him a picture of my tits. But I was surprised to realize that I was wrong on all accounts, and my heart started beating faster when I read the message:
From Unknown:
Y/N, itโs Hyunjin from your poetry class.
Hyunjin? Oh, right, that was Mr. Hwangโs first name.
To Unknown:
Me: How did you get this number?
From Unknown:
H: The student profiles.
โItโs still an invasion of my privacy,โ I grumbled.
H: We can be very casual with one another outside of class. Wouldnโt you agree?
I narrowed my eyes at the informal suggestion.ย
To Unknown:
Me: If thatโs okay with you, sir.
I waited for several moments, but it seemed like Mr. Hwang was finally done texting me. I shrugged at the unusual conversation, but before I could place my phone back on my nightstand, it vibrated with another incoming message. This one had a picture attached....
โHoly shit!โ I gasped, dropping my phone onto the bed as my heart started to thud violently inside my chest.
From Unknown:
H: Do you like it, princess?
โIs he crazy?โ I decried, and my hands were trembling when I brought my phone screen closer. Because the attachmentย contained a very obscene picture of a dick, and I didnโt need more than two guesses to assume that it was Mr. Hwangโs.ย
My fingers were shaking as I stared at the image - zooming in closer to observe the delicate bead of precum glistening at the tip. There was also a hand wrapped around the base, and even though I didnโt have much experience with sex, I could still acknowledge that it was a very nice cock. But did I really just get a dick pic from my poetry teacher?
To Unknown:
Me: Iโm not sure what you expect me to say.
I sent the message before attempting to fan my flushed skin - feeling overheated because this was not what I had been expecting when Mr. Hwang sent me the first message.
From Unknown:
H: Itโs alright, princess. Iโm not much for talking either. Why donโt you come over this weekend so you can show me your reaction instead?
Oh, god, I was definitely teetering on the precipice of very dangerous ground. Iโm talking the same kind of inappropriate that could get him fired and me expelled. What the hell was he even thinking? Was Mr. Hwang trying to hit on me?!!
I shook my head because it was suddenly very difficult to concentrate, but I was also feeling the vestiges of panic creeping around the edges of my vision. My hands could barely hold the screen long enough for me to type out a quick response:
To Unknown:
Me: Maybe some other time.
The next morning, I was still shaken from my unexpected text conversation with Mr. Hwang. For most of the night, I simply stared at the ceiling while my phone continued to vibrate with incoming messages. Eventually, I was forced to mute his number, and I still couldnโt fall asleep.
I was barely functional the next morning, but I was also strangely horny, which is why I didnโt hesitate to encourage Changbin when he sent me a message asking if he could come visit. I waited and chose a time when my roommate would be gone - sighing in relief when I heard him knocking on the door. I threw it open quickly, and he was clearly caught off-guard by my eagerness. โIโm so glad to see you,โ I said, and I didnโt hesitate to lock my lips with his, kissing Changbin with all the nervous energy that I had tried to keep to myself all weekend.ย
โWow,โ Changbin managed when we both pulled apart for air.ย โThe no dick policy at this shithole has fucked you up.โ
โYeah? I need you to fuck me, Changbin,โ I said, and he mustโve saw something in my eyes that changed his mind.ย
He pushed us both into my room, turning around to lock the door before reaching down for the hem of his t-shirt.ย โBend over for me, baby,โ he said, and his voice was husky as I took off my clothes and braced myself against the desk.
โI really need this,โ I told him from over my shoulder - shameless as I explored every inch of his toned form.
โI got you, baby,โ Changbin said, and he moved behind me to spread my legs, taking a few moments to finger me with his long digits, stretching out my opening while stimulating my clitoris with his thumb.ย โYou definitely need to be fucked,โ Changbin remarked.ย โYour pussy is so tight.โ
โPlease,โ I whispered, and Changbin was quick to replace his fingers with the same cock that I often drooled over when I masturbated late at night. He set an urgent pace from the start, grabbing my hips between his hands to hold me in place as he filled me with his cock over and over again.ย โChangbin,โ I whined, burying my face in my forearms and trying to ignore the pain in my stomach from where he knocked me into the wood on every thrust.ย
It wasnโt equivocal to one of our more passionate rounds of lovemaking, but it was everything that I needed. Enough to wipe all consideration of Hwang Hyunjin clear out of my head as I enjoyed the delightful friction of Changbinโs cock rolling against the constricting walls of my cunt.ย โIt feels so good,โ I whispered, and I closed my eyes in pleasure.
โTell me when youโre close,โ Changbin said. โI wouldnโt want your roommate to come back.โ
However, the inherent risk of being caught by my roommate was also a factor in my rapid ascent to orgasm.ย โComing!โ I shouted while feeling myself unravel around his cock as he rammed himself inside.ย
Thereafter, I settled on top of my bed while Changbin tied off his condom and tossed it into the trash. I smiled when he crawled in next to me, reaching for his jeans hanging from the edge and pulling out a package of cigarettes.ย โOpen the window,โ I instructed him.ย โI canโt have you polluting my room.โ
Changbin chuckled, but obeyed nonetheless. He also drug the ashtray on the windowsill closer before lighting the cigarette and bringing it to his swollen lips for a long inhale. โI really missed you, Y/N,โ Changbin said, taking another drag from his cigarette before placing it in the ash tray next to the open window.ย
โI missed you too,โ I told him, closing my eyes for a moment as I relaxed against the pillows - savoring the warmth of Changbin from next to me.
โI had a nice time with you,โ Changbin added.ย โMaybe we could...try dating again?โ
I froze at the words I had been dreading to hear. You see, Changbin and I had been dating off-and-on for many years at this point, and we both knew that we didnโt work well as a couple. Yet, that never stopped him from encouraging us to try again, and as much as I loved the sex, I couldnโt tolerate the complicated feelings involved.
โI donโt think so, Changbin,โ I said, wincing when I heard him sigh.ย โYou know that never ends well for us.โ
โYeah,โ Changbin agreed, although it hurt my heart to see him look so sad.ย โI canโt help it, Y/N.โ
โWe can still keep doing this,โ I said, reaching over to place a tender kiss on his bicep.ย
โMaybe,โ Changbin agreed, but something in his tone told me that this might be the last time I ever enjoyed Changbinโs company in bed.
โCould I at least show you around campus?โ I asked him.ย โIโll even treat you to lunch?โ
Thankfully, Changbin managed a smile at my offer.ย
By the time Changbin had left campus, I was feeling strangely alone when I settled at a cafe in the student union to work on some homework. I couldnโt help but feel like I had disappointed Changbin, and I prayed to anyone who was listening that we might still be friends. Because we had been close well before the sexting and late-night phone conversations that always ended up with an orgasm or two.
Changbin was the epitome of the type of guy I usually lusted after: strong, handsome, and intimidating. But we always argued too much whenever we tried the whole couple thing, and that was enough to ruin any preconceived notions I held about a relationship with the object of my most intimate fantasies.ย โYou always manage to ruin everything, Y/N,โ I muttered to myself, and it was suddenly way too difficult to focus on homework.
But I was still distracted enough that I almost failed to recognize the man who had just walked into the cafe...until he was standing right next to my table.ย โI always enjoy seeing my students outside of our lectures,โ Mr. Hwang said with a smirk.ย โDo you mind if I join you?โ
It took me a while to respond to his simple inquiry because my mind instantly returned to the picture of his cock that still sat in my messages.ย โSure,โ I eventually mustered, willing my stomach to settle down while ignoring the harsh smell of his cologne.ย
โIs that my assignment youโre working on?โ Mr. Hwang inquired as he took another sip of his coffee.
Is he just going to pretend like everything is okay?ย โYeah,โ I said, sliding my laptop screen closer.ย โFor the author essay.โ
โDo you mind if I take a look?โ Mr. Hwang asked, and I shivered at the dark look in his gaze.
โI guess so,โ I said, and I passed off my computer screen, observing the way he read over the words before sighing.
โYou just donโt seem to understand, Y/N,โ Mr. Hwang said, and I could feel myself almost snapping.
โWhat donโt I understand, Mr. Hwang?โ I asked with barely constrained frustration.
โOh, please call me Hyunjin,โ he replied.ย โMr. Hwang makes me sound so old.โ
โFine,โ I huffed.ย โBut the essay?โ
โIt lacks passion,โ Mr. Hwang explained.ย โYour writing is decent, but itโs very by the books, you know? Iโm looking for my students to play around with their words and have fun! We read enough academia as it stands.โ
โPassion?โ I repeated.ย โAnd how do you suggest that I learn passion?โ
Mr. Hwang smiled, and I felt like I had just walked right into a trap.ย โYouโre a very young and attractive woman, Y/N,โ he said.ย โHave you ever been in a relationship before?โ
โSeveral,โ I said, keeping my responses short and vague on purpose. Because i couldnโt figure out where he was going with this strange conversation.
โSeveral?โ Mr. Hwang repeated.ย โWell, thatโs a shame then.โ
โWhat do you mean?โ
โThe sex must be very boring,โ Mr. Hwang said.ย โIf youโre still writing this way.โ
I didnโt even bother trying to stop my mouth from falling open.ย โI really donโt think itโs any of your business!โ
โI have to make it my business when your grades are this atrocious,โ Mr. Hwang insisted, and his eyes rolled over my form.ย โI find myself quite attracted to you, Y/N. Perhaps I can help solve this little dilemma of yours.โ
Fuck it! I thought to myself as I leaned in closer - ready to risk it all because I wouldnโt tolerate his attitude for another moment! โTo tell you the truth, Mr. Hwang,โ I said, feeling triumphant when his eyes flashed in annoyance at my blatant dismissal of his earlier request.ย โYouโre just not my type.โ
โAnd what is your type?โ Mr. Hwang snapped.ย โCertainly not that little jock you were walking around with on campus?โ
โChangbin?โ I said without really thinking, but then I found myself wondering how he even knew about that in the first place.ย โHow did you know?โ
โI saw the two of you,โ Mr. Hwang said like it wasnโt a big deal.ย โI couldnโt help but notice, Y/N, and that poor boy was following you around like a lost puppy.โ
โThis is crossing a line,โ I said, slamming my laptop closed.ย โI can see anyone I want.โย
โYouโre not interested in doing better?โ Mr. Hwang asked.ย โTrust me, Y/N. I was there once, and most college boys like him are only interested in sticking their dicks into something warm. I think you need someone mature who isnโt only interested in their own satisfaction.โ
โChangbinโs sweet to me,โ I insisted, and Mr. Hwang scoffed.
โI bet he is, especially if youโre always willing to spread your legs for him.โ
โLike you could do any better!โย
โWouldnโt you like to find out?โ
I fell back into my seat as I slowly processed his words.ย โSir, I-โ
โYou canโt possibly know if Iโm your type, Y/N,โ Mr. Hwang continued.ย โI think I deserve a fair chance to prove you wrong.โ
I could scarcely believe how casual he was acting - like this wasnโt completely against thousands of school rules. It was entirely scandalous, and there were so many inherent risks if we were to ever get caught....but, yet, somewhere deep down inside of me, I felt the familiar heat of arousal.
โYouโre thinking about it.โ Mr. Hwang smiled.ย โCome over this Friday, Y/N, and Iโll show you what a real man looks like.โ
I had never been this nervous before in my entire life, wiping my sweaty palms against my jeans as I walked up to Hyunjinโs apartment. There was a far more rational part of myself that was screaming at me to run in the opposite direction, but the incessant desire to knock on the door far outweighed the consequences. And my breath hitched in my throat when I saw him standing in the doorway dressed to the nines in tight skinny jeans and a white, button-up shirt while I looked like I had just woken up,
โThere you are,โ Hyunjin said with a sultry tone, and he reached for my hand to pull me inside.ย โSit down for a moment,โ he encouraged me, smirking at the look on my face as I took in his lavishly decorated apartment. Still, I managed to obey him as I sat down on the leather futon in the center of the room.
โYour apartment is nice,โ I commented, and I held my breath when Hyunjin sat down next to me - stretching out his long legs while he studied me with an impenetrable gaze.
โI have a few rules tonight, Y/N,โ he said, and I forced myself to nod.ย โAre you aware of the color-light system?โ
โColor-light system?โ I repeated.
โHow adorable,โ Hyunjin said with a mocking tone.ย โYouโve made it seem like you know your way around a cock, but youโre clearly more innocent than I assumed.โ
My eyes widened at his filthy language.ย โSir?โ
โThatโs a good start,โ Hyunjin said.ย โYou will refer to me as sir tonight, do you understand?โ
โYes, sir,โ I said, and Hyunjin smiled at my easy compliance.
โAs for the color system,โ Hyunjin said.ย โI want to make sure that youโre comfortable, Y/N. Green means that you can handle whatever weโre doing, yellow means that I need to slow down, and red implies that weโll stop completely. Is that clear?โ
โYes, sir.โ
โGood,โ Hyunjin purred.ย โWould you feel more at ease in the bedroom?โ
I offered him a timid nod, and Hyunjin held out his hand which I accepted - hoping that he wouldnโt notice the evidence of my nerves. But I was half-way expecting something truly horrible, which meant that I was also genuinely surprised to discover a normal bedroom - sparsely furnished with a king-sized bed with a beautiful silk comforter.ย โWhy donโt you take your clothes off for me, princess?โ Hyunjin asked, and I shivered at the familiar pet name.ย โLay down on the bed, and Iโll grab a few things before we start.โ
I waited until Hyunjin turned his back to me before undressing and leaving my clothes in a neat pile on a nearby chair. Then, I hesitantly lowered my body onto the mattress while resisting the urge to cover myself. Especially when Hyunjin returned with a bundle of interesting items, placing them aside while he looked me over from head to toe.ย โOh, princess,โ he said.ย โWhat a beautiful body.โ
I could feel myself flushing at his words and Hyunjin laughed.ย โWhereโs that feisty attitude from before, princess? Or was it all for show?โ
โMr. Hwang-โ
โSir,โ he quickly corrected me, and I stiffened when he presented a bright red blindfold.ย โWeโll put this on first,โ Hyunjin said, and he ordered me to sit up long enough for him to secure the tie in the back - taking away my sight and leaving me anxious for his next move.ย โThis will make everything feel so much better,โ he said, and I jumped when his fingers started to trail down the smooth skin of my stomach.ย โOh, you must be very sensitive,โ Hyunjin remarked, and I didn't quite know what to do with my hands when he parted the delicate folds of my pussy.ย โY/N, are you already wet?โ he asked, and I tried to hold back a moan when he inserted one finger, moving it around before leaving me feeling empty once again.ย
โLetโs try this,โ Hyunjin said, and I gasped when I heard the familiar sounds of a vibrator.ย โYouโve probably used this plenty of times,โ Hyunjin continued.ย โWhen you had to finish yourself off after those little boys tried to please you.โ
He started with my nipples - moving in small circles around the hardened peaks. It wasnโt anything overwhelming, and I enjoyed the pleasant sensation. However, the soothing action didnโt last for long, and I gripped the silken sheets between my fingers, spreading my legs wider on instinct when Hyunjin trailed the vibrations down to my sensitive pussy lips.ย โOh, shit,โ I said, nearly exploding when the vibrator made contact with my clitoris. Especially when he increased the power - turning the damn thing up to its highest setting as he held it there in the same spot.
I was gone before it had even started, convulsing around nothing as I came hard against the sheets. And I fully expected him to stop since he had gotten his way, but Hyunjin only surprised me when he continued to move the vibrator against my throbbing clit, refusing to relinquish the stimulating vibrations as everything started to burn with the threat of yet another orgasm slowly building.
โFuck, youโre leaking everywhere,โ Hyunjin said, but there was only awe in his tone, and I could practically feel the weight of his gaze.ย โSuch a good girl,โ Hyunjin added, and he started moving the vibrator in faster circles while he refused to take it away from my poor, aching sex.
I moaned around my second orgasm - coming hard again, but there was also an undeniable sensitivity that had me trying to escape the cursed vibrator, but Hyunjin only used a firm grip on my hips to hold me in place.
โPlease stop!โ I cried.
โColor,โ Hyunjin growled, and he continued to press down even harder.
โY-yellow,โ I stuttered, and the vibrations slowed down to a more acceptable level as Hyunjin circled the head around my clit.
โI want one more from you, Y/N,โ he said.ย โThen, I think you might be ready for my cock.โ
I almost fell apart at his words, and I found myself unable to deny that everything was so good with him. There was also a strange and foreign part of me that desperately wanted to please him, and I started rolling my hips in time with his circles, chasing another high as I nearly screamed from the intensity.ย โLook at you,โ Hyunjin sneered when he turned off the vibrator, and I could feel the bed dip beneath his weight. He snatched away my blindfold, and I blinked rapidly at the returning light before focusing on the obscene image of Hyunjin jerking himself off in front of me.ย โYou have to be honest with me, princess,โ he growled.ย โIs my cock better than his?โ
โS-sir?โ I questioned, having trouble focusing because of the thick haze surrounding my frazzled brain.ย
โThat little prick you were with,โ Hyunjin said.ย โIs his cock better than mine?โ
I was smart enough to know the right answer, and I shook my head from side to side.ย โYour cock is better, sir,โ I said, and Hyunjin brightened with a grin.ย
โItโs big, isnโt it?โ Hyunjin asked, and he was shuffling over me with a sardonic grin.ย โWhy donโt you touch it?โ
I swallowed hard, but quickly acquiesced, wrapping my hand around his impressive girth before allowing myself to give him several strokes - making sure to give some attention to the head.ย โOh,โ Hyunjin moaned, looking down at me with sultry eyes.ย โThat feels good, princess, but would you rather have my cock somewhere else?โ
I whimpered at his words.ย โYes, sir.โ
โTell me where,โ Hyunjin demanded.ย โI want to know exactly what you want me to do, princess.โ
โI want your cock in my pussy,โ I said.ย โI need you to fuck me, sir.โ
โShit,โ Hyunjin snarled, and he moved my legs apart to expose my cunt.ย โHow can I possibly say no when you asked me so nicely?โ
But I was a complete mess at this point - debauched and overcome with pleasure. Yet, when I felt the tip of Hyunjinโs cock penetrate my weeping sex, I could already feel myself growing excited all over again. He wasnโt gentle either - spearing me with one harsh plunge of his erection against the resisting walls of my pussy.ย
โOh, fuck,โ Hyunjin said.ย โAre you sure youโre not a virgin, princess?โ
There were tears in my eyes when I reached out for his shoulders, holding on for dear life as he started moving himself around inside of me. Pulling back to leave just the tip of his cock at my entrance, before thrusting forward with unrelenting strength. In spite of his skinnier stature, Hyunjin wasnโt to be underestimated. He knew exactly how to use his hips, and he continued to breach my constricting cunt with everything that he had.ย
โYouโre taking me so well, princess,โ he said, forcing my legs even further apart, and finding a better angle to attack the delicate g-spot that rapidly sent me hurtling for my fourth orgasm of the night.
I was completely spent, barely holding on to consciousness while Hyunjin finally came with a hoarse cry of my name - dragging his cock in and out of my pussy as he milked himself for every last bit of cum. Then, he pulled himself out with a far more gentle touch, leaning down for the first time that night to connect our lips in a surprisingly warm kiss.
โIs that what you were expecting, Y/N?โ he asked with a playful smile.ย โAm I still not your type?โ
I shook my head because words were the last thing on my mind. But Hyunjin simply chuckled at my speechless state, and I watched him move around the room completely naked as he cleaned up the mess we had made. Meanwhile, I held up my hands to make sure that my vision had returned to normal.
Eventually, Hyunjin settled back down behind me, and I was somewhat surprised that he hadnโt kicked me out of his apartment. Even more so when he started to run his fingers down my waist.ย โI think you finally learned passion, Y/N,โ he said, and I couldnโt help but agree with him.
โCan I start writing acceptable essays?โ I asked him with a more confident tone.
โOf course,โ he agreed. โBut Y/N,โ Hyunjin added, and I groaned when he cupped the heat between my legs.ย โYou better call me Hyunjin from now on.โ
โYes, sir,โ I said, grinning when I heard him growl in warning.
โYouโre asking for it, arenโt you?โ
I gave him a coy smile in return, watching as he rolled over top of me to spread my thighs again.
The next day in class, I smiled when I saw an A+ written at the top of my latest essay assignment. One that I had stayed up late to complete while sitting at Hyunjinโs desk with his cock buried inside my wet heat. Apparently, my first lesson was complete, but I couldnโt help but think that there was still a lot more left to learn.
โEveryone did well,โ Hyunjin said as he paced at the front of the room.ย โIโll see you all again soon.โ
The dismissal was met with the beginnings of several conversations throughout the lecture room, and I simply organized my things before tossing my bag over my shoulder. Yet, on the way out the door, I couldnโt help but smile when I heard Hyunjinโs voice from behind me. โY/N?โ Hyunjin called out, and I could already feel the arousal gathering between my legs.ย โWhy donโt you stay after class?โ
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to my youth โค lee felix
โ genre : summer au; high school au; fluff
โ word count : 11,6k.
โ warning : explicit language, slow burn
โ summary :ย it is official that life hates you because not only was your first few days of summer ruined by a stupid field trip, but things also got somewhat freakyโฆ whatever kind of โfreakyโ youโre thinking about.
โ note : i know i said iโm โexperimentingโ with new stuff but guess whoโs back with another mediocre, not-that-well-written mess of a domestic au; please (kindly) yell at me to dabble into a new genre after bearing through this fic- happy reading!
one.
The echoes of your summer days remain as flowers immune to the winter chill, they say.
Youโre not entirely sure who even fathomed their time and effort to come up with that statement but from your point of view, those flowers would most likely have either died out from the summer heat or withered horrendously because of the arbitrary showers of rain. Or youโre the only one who doesnโt have the luxury to see life through a rose-colored lens.
Because the first thing that comes to mind for you is the bucket of ice-cream and a YouTube OG that youโve ceased to finish since finals started two weeks ago. The bell rings, pens down, everyone pours out of the classroom after handing in their exam papers. No one really bothers to check up on each otherโs answers anymore; the last subject for today was AP Psych and you donโt know about them but you honestly canโt care any less thereafter cramming the entirety of five chapters.ย
Sprinting down the staircase, you easily spot Felix amongst the midst of drowsy high school students for the bright color of his hair. He truly believes that if he slaps enough hair essence and coconut oil on his head four times a week, his hair wonโt feel like straws when he changes it every other three weeks. But itโs only a matter of time before balding catches up to him, heโll learn eventually.
โPlease donโt tell me that you left your keys in class,โ you sigh upon the sight of him fumbling with his folders and textbooks while trying to open his locker in vain. Just thinking about walking all the way back to the third floor makes you want to use your backpack as a pillow and take a nice nap in the middle of the hallway.
โGee, Y/N,โ Felix makes a face to not show the sense of relief washing over him when he locks eyes with you. โWho do you take me as? A clumsy person?โ
โNo, just a dumbass.โ You coldly snatch a slipping book from his arms before turning to twist the disc in the combination of your birthday until the lock clicks, shaking the shackle off to swing his locker open. Itโs a silent tradition that you both set each otherโs birthday as your lockerโs combination since elementary school; it started out as a stupid joke at first but neither of you really bothered to change it.ย
โWhy the hell would you put your keys in the locker?โ you widen your eyes in disbelief as he grabs the bright yellow Spongebob plushie to collect his keys with a shit-eating grin
โMy alarm didnโt go off today, so I was running a little late,โ he defends himself while dumping everything out of his backpack, hugging an empty water bottle to his side.ย
You throw a wave at a very tired Hyunjin walking side by side with Seungmin on his right and Jisung skipping happily towards your direction. Seungmin looks exceptionally moody today, you pray he didnโt mess up an easy question to take it out on all of you later in the car. โBet you were staying up late to play Overwatch with Chan.โย
Felix manages to grin stiffly at your comment, turning on his heels and trudges onto the schoolโs parking lot. โFine, walk home.โย
โHey, you forgot to lock this!โ you pull his steps into a halt by making a grab for his hand, utterly oblivious at how his cheeks flare up with a bright shade of red at your touch. Or out of embarrassment. Whatever, same thing.ย
Felix might be a better driver than you, but heโd be fired ten seconds into the job of a babysitter.
With that being said, when Jeongin decides itโs a good idea to cheer a passive-aggressive, post-exams Seungmin up with a carton of strawberry milk and then proceeds to get lost in his own school, the very same school heโs been attending for who knows how long, youโre the one who manually pulls his ass back into Mrs. Leeโs Jeep within ten minutes.ย
And Seungmin has already fallen asleep by the time Jeonginโs back, so now heโs the passive-aggressive one while sipping on the milk bitterly. Either way, this is why you headcount although there are only six of you after Changbin starts getting busy with his college applications.ย
โWhat took you so long?โ Jisung looks up from his phone the moment you climb into the passengerโs seat, clicking in your seatbelt (drive safe, kids).ย
You immediately feel the need to snap a photo of Jeongin accidentally breaking the cafeteriaโs door with the staff running towards him in a panic. Theyโre more scared for his life than the door itself and thatโsโฆ sweet to say the least but with the way that the embarrassed boy is glaring at you through the rear-view mirror, you decide to keep your lips sealed.ย
โItโs getting dark so all hallways start to look the same, you genius.โ
Jisung momentarily sticks his tongue out at you. โGod, youโre so rude to me. Youโd never talk to Felix like that.โ
โBecause,โ you drawl. โLix is a pure-hearted angel descended from the realms of Heaven. Whereas, even Lucifer would see you as an eyesore in hell.โ
โSee! Youโre doing it again!โ Jisung points a finger at you in accusation, jumping up and down in his seat but no one really cares. Itโs not like youโre speaking any false facts. โStop bullying me!โ
Seungmin shifts his body a little, nose scrunched up at the noises that wake him right up. โJisung,โ he warns his friend without opening his eyes. โSit the fuck down, you have five seconds.โ
Felix smirks when Jisung immediately cowers, slumping and leaning himself against Hyunjin in utter defeat. He learned not to mess with Seungmin after throwing a wallet at him on impulse. โJealous much, Han?โย
โNah, sheโs all yours bro,โ Jisung waves it off tiredly; bickering and making fun of Felixโs gigantic crush on you is too much for his brain to process today. He can really use a long, solid twelve-hour summer hibernation after getting home.ย
The statement prompts Felix to look over at you when thereโs a red lightโthe same exact moment as you stop staring at the bakery from across the road to lock eyes with him. Thereโs a little spark igniting at the pit of his stomach, stirring up butterflies inside his rib cage. But he snaps out of it after seeing you raise a brow at him, implying a silent โwhat?โ before turning away again. Felix has always been the type to stare so you donโt bother to think about it too much.ย
The problem is: he only stares at you that way.ย
A shade of coral creeps its way up to his cheeks, his gaze averting back on the roads when the light turns green. As Felix tries to calm the erratic tempo of his heartbeat, he also thinks about how much time heโd have left to confess before high school is over and everyone takes their own different paths. Then again, the future is far too blurry for him to make out anything and the thought of changes petrifies him a bit too much.ย
Felix wishes to hold your hand until the very end but heโs a little scared...because what if you never wanted to be with him in the first place?
two.
Your brother has one talent, and thatโs his ability to irritate the living daylight out of you even when heโs practically on the other side of the planet.
Minho (un)fortunately finished his finals with flying colors, and inevitably, youโre the first victim to receive a series of texts that consisted of nothing but self-indulgent, excessive bragging. Basically, heโs allowed to do whatever slash go wherever for a good three weeks before his summer internship begins, dragging his dumb ass back to hellโwhere he rightfully belongs.ย
Heโs probably chomping on a terribly unhealthy amount of pizza, pretzels, and any type of New York street food that you can name from the top of your head. Itโs not like heโs paying for them anyway since Chan doesnโt allow people to touch their wallets if they happen to eat out with him.ย
Your phone vibrates obnoxiously on your desk, the judder slightly muffled because itโs lying on top of your wide-open psych textbook. You havenโt bothered with cleaning up yet; finals only ended yesterday and you decide that you wonโt touch anything until the disarray starts to scrape against your nerves.ย
Side note: youโve specifically told everyone not to call you three consecutive days after finals because yes, youโre that much of a loner, and yes, your stamina level for tolerating human interaction is awfully low.ย
Second side note: no one ever listens.ย
โGood morning, this is Lee Minhoโs personal bullshit pail,โ you mumble after your thumb swipes against the screen to pick up, your limbs curled up on the floor. โHow can I possibly help you today?โ Your morning voice isnโt necessarily threatening but rather scary; according to what Minho claimed, it sounds identical to that creepy girl from The Grudge so he groans aloud, his voice suddenly going out of focus on the other line from pulling his phone away.
โJesus Christ are you still in your hermit phase after finals?โ he questions callously, sounding not at all pleased with the way you greeted him. โWhereโs mom and dad? Usually, they would have slammed your ass by now for staying inside like a vampire.โ
โDonโt be insufferable, itโs only likeโฆโ you trail off while bending forward to take a good look at the little Sumiko Gurashi alarm on your bookshelf that Felix gave you during middle school. โNine thirty-something and theyโre at the park to exercise, duh- why do you care?โ
Your brother almost sings on the phone, โBecause youโre my little baby sister-โ And this prompts you to pull the device away for the sake of your poor ear. It doesnโt help when youโre already surrounded by a group full of obnoxiously loud individuals on a daily basis. Not trying to call anyone out but Han Jisung is at the top of the list, his name in bold, capital letters being circled and underlined multiple times with a red marker.
โWho do I gotta kill to sleep in on a dreadful Sunday morning as any normal, cranky, antisocial high school student would?โ you deadpan and rub the bridge of your nose dreadfully.ย
โI donโt know, go murder Jisung or something.โ Honestly, thatโs temptingโฆ but no.
You can physically see the smug smile on his face right now, simpering in delight at your imminent misery. He knows goddamn well about your relationship with sleeping schedules and thatโs the perfect excuse for him to ruin those little specks of time when your brain cells are getting an actual break.ย
These are also the times when you wish phones donโt fucking exist.ย
โBy the way, are you gonna go on the field trip tomorrow?โย
This question wakes you up almost completely because your eyes are now wide as a fishโs out of water, your hand automatically putting him on speaker before digging through the folders inside your backpack. What field trip? No one said anything about a field trip. And who thought itโs a good idea to force some worn-out, post-exams, sleep-deprived students into a field trip right after finals?
Minho hums coyly when the only response heโs getting is the rustling sound from your backpack, โHmm, see what I meant there, little sis? Oh, the downside of living under a rock at its finest.โ He doesnโt have to be here for you to fully picture the way that his lips curl up, dark brows wiggling whenever heโs right about something. Your brother wins most of the time against other people but overtaking you is an entirely different story.
โOh screw off and go buy yourself a sense of humor.โ
โDonโt be so mopey, isnโt Felix gonna be there?โ
โWhat does Felix have to do with this?โ you grit after managing to pull out a piece of paper from the very back, buried under countless of your essays. And it reads โfield tripโ in caps at the top with tomorrowโs date right beneath. The trip lasts for three days, youโre going camping with the grizzly bears for three daysโa total nightmare, basically.ย
โPfft, youโre actually dense for someone with a sparkly report card,โ he sneers. โThat kid has been crushing on you since elementary school. Are the signals that fucked up?โ
โYou mean when I accidentally spilled orange juice over his head? Sure, bet thatโs why heโs so head over heels for me,โ you snicker, unfazed by these kinds of statements. Minho only knows Felix because he was the president of your school's dance club and you fully believe that your brother is simply trying to mess with your malfunctioning, cranky mindset.ย
โI fucking beg to differ, he always stares at you like youโre the love of his life, even when you stupidly poked yourself with a needle,โ Minho announces as if heโs a love expert, tsk, amateur. โHe might just confess during the trip, who knows? Campfire flickering. Sharing the same sโmores. Surrounded by nature. That sounds romantically ideal to me for a confession.โ
Heโs visioning everything like a terrible clichรฉ film where two high schoolers stubbornly deny their feelings for each other until they start noticing how cute the other person is while magically being forced to be alone together. The worst kind of high school movieโwhich is also almost every high school movie. And you best believe that youโd a hundred percent kick your brotherโs ass off that directorโs chair because people live and breathe for this kind of overused entertainment. Tragic.ย
โAlright, fuck this, Iโm out-โ
โWait!โ Minho exclaims out of nowhere, almost blowing up your eardrums. โAre you trying to get rid of me?โ
You swear youโre rolling your eyes so hard, theyโre about to fall out of their respective sockets. โWell, obviously,โ you put the piece of paper down with a sigh, contemplating ways to minimize the amount of socializing in the upcoming three days. โHavenโt you bothered me enough? No?โ
โYou canโt leave me like this,โ he whines in an annoyingly high-pitched voice that sends chills down your spine.ย
โYou need me, weโre connected.โย
He sounds like a whack version of Minnie Mouse for a second there, the kind of plushie that looks cute but with disturbingly creepy voice audio; no parents would let their children go near that aisle.ย
You yawn as if thereโs no tomorrow, stretching your limbs tiredly. โWhat I need is for you to shut the fuck up and leave me alone so I can go on my merry way to pick up snacks for this stupid field trip,โ you utter lifelessly.ย
โYou hurt my feelings,โ Minho pretends to clutch onto his chest and lets out a dramatic gasp, his voice doused in pure sarcasm. โWhat a heartbreaker, Y/N.โ Said the one who always keeps his apathetic front up like a fortressโ wall and tosses every single love letter on Valentineโs Day into the recycling bin, handing the chocolate out to his classmates like heโs giving leftover vegetables to his least favorite relatives.
โOh, I can tell,โ you reply with fake enthusiasm and mock empathy. โYou know how I can tell?โ
โDo not finish th-โ
โCause weโre connected.โ With that you hang up, slamming your phone harshly onto the surface of your textbook.ย
three.ย
You might love your room a little too much, itโs getting somewhat unhealthy.
It was furnished with a rather meager budget after your family moved out of your hometown when you stepped into elementary school. Things stay the same, well, most of it as time passes by you unknowingly. Your sad bookcase used to exist for one sole purposeโcarrying countless books and plushies has now been upgraded with too many polaroids of your dumb group of friends, a neatly framed photo of Class of 2020 and two trophies that donโt even belong to you since Minho ran out of space as he kept participating in random dance competitions.ย
The morning beams find their way through your white curtains and stain your walls with patches of yellow, eventually bugging your vision until you successfully convince yourself to either 1) wake up and get ready for school or 2) lazily stride across your room to shut the blinds completely so you can head back to bed. Itโs summerโฆ so option one is temporarily non-existent for a solid three months.ย
Hey, youโre just simply making up for those all-nighters with a new cup of coffee every two hours.
Speaking of your bed, itโs soft but takes up so much space to the point that Hyunjin keeps complaining about not having enough room for his legs when heโs sprawled across the floor with Jisung, vigorously focusing on a presentationโs outline. Seungmin calls you lame for not throwing away your childhood plushies and letting them hog at least one-third of your bed, but Felix doesnโt mind since he always needs something to hug. All the more reasons why you can only trust Felix.
You might miss having those idiots being loud and invading your personal space...maybe.
Your phone rings for the second time that morning when youโre walking downstairs, shoving your keys into your pocket and grabbing a protein bar on the counter. โIโm not in the mood for your bullshit right now, Minho,โ you bark into the device, chewing on your breakfast aggressively, not bothering to look at the callerโs ID.
The closest convenience store is only twenty minutes away from your house but thereโs a sticky note on the fridge from your mom, reminding you that she needs eggs to bake cupcakes for her companyโs twentieth anniversary while your dad is running low on his Red Bulls. Basically, youโre in distress. Itโs not like your dad should be inhaling those sugary drinks on a daily basis and your mom can just buy premade goods from the bakery. But there are more options for snacks at the supermarketโฆ
โY/N, the fuck?โ The response of a voice as deep as the Pacific ocean almost makes you choke on air. โDid I wake you up or something?โ Felix sounds flabbergasted on the other line, slightly taken aback. You almost feel bad because heโs the only sweetheart in your chaotic squad (besides Chan, obvi) except when he stays up late gaming with Hyunjin, pleading for your notes the next morning with puppy eyes.
โNo, Minho did,โ you grumble before tossing the wrapping into a bin.
โYou donโt say,โ Felix replies flatly, but his voice soon grows merry again after pushing the topic of your brother aside. โOh, and Iโm coming over to return your earphones, wanna grab breakfast?โ
He practically lives ten minutes away from you, sees you almost every day even if itโs the weekend since he canโt stay in the same house with his sisters for too long and puts you on FaceTime every night to prevent himself from slacking off on assignments. The only time he didnโt get to see you for a week straight was when he visited Australia and accidentally dropped his phone into the ocean. It was a rough week without you nagging him for doing something stupid. Fundamentally, heโs merely making up more excuses to spend time with you after finals.
Chuckling, โOnly if youโre treating me, Iโm about to go broke from buying snacks for our field trip tomorrow.โ you say breezily.ย
And youโre only telling him that because he might just pay for your snacks as well since Felix Lee eats freshly grilled steak and mashed potato for breakfast. Baffling, absolutely. Plus, he works at a boba shop every summer either way and he would never hesitate to spend the entirety of his paycheck on any of his close friends. Irrelevant but the point is: you kinda donโt wanna go out alone today.
Or youโre just in the mood to go with Felix. Thatโs a useless statement since you both see each other at least ten out of twenty-four hours per day.ย
โBy the way, you know what I just realized?โ Felix smacks his palm on his forehead. โThis is our last field trip, like ever.โ
Walking over to the rack of shoes down the hallway, you let out a large exhale. โThatโs unfortunate on your behalf. I, on the other hand, donโt have a problem with that,โ you tell him with zero consideration, your brain cells too busy picking out a pair of shoes to process the five basic steps to empathize with another human being.ย
โNo,โ he emphasizes helplessly. โI meant, itโs like our last high school field trip. Weโre graduating next year, no time to sleep with the grizzly bears again.โ
You can only manage to utter, โOh.โ Shit, college is right around the corners.ย
โJesus fucking Christ what the hell am I supposed to do after high school? Stay here? Go abroad? Wait, arenโt applications for going abroad supposed to be turned in a year beforehand? Why are you only telling me this now!?โย
Felix laughs wholeheartedly through the phone, amused at your sudden outburst. โY/N, calm down. Youโre going to college, not prison,โ he brushes it off casually but in a way, college is technically prison. Slaving over a degree while working part-time jobs, chasing time relentlessly like youโre driving in the middle of a foggy night with one headlight out. And youโre forced to open up with more strangers. Itโs terrifying, actually terrifying. And youโre not the type to be easily terrified.ย
Now come to think about it, you donโt get why you were so pressed about it five seconds ago. Itโs a good opportunity not to leech off your parents as much, like dabbling, taking one baby step at a time into adulthood. After that, youโll graduate again, probably settle somewhere with an adequate job and find someone, starting to think about having ki-
Hold up, youโre going too far. Youโre barely a senior.ย
โI guess weโll just have to make the most out of this summer,โ Felixโs voice snaps you back to the surface of Earth faster than a tick of a clock. โWeโre outside, by the way. Open up.โ
That fast? Furrowing your brows, you hang up to slip into a pair of sneakers before sprinting to the front door. Wait, your hand freezes as it grazes the doorknob. We?
Not again.ย
โWhy the fuck..โ you cracks a lifelessly crooked smile after pushing the door wide open. โ..are you here?โ Itโs only ten in the morning, and you donโt think you should be screaming at the top of your lungs to be jumped on by the whole neighborhood.
Felix takes a step back, a little scared for his life. โUhh, to return your earphones?โ
โNo, no,โ you run a hand through your hair tiredly. Just when you thought this day was gonna be peaceful. โIโm not talking about you, Iโm talking about them. Since when was this an agreement? How dare-โ
โWhy yes, I missed you too!โ Jisung exclaims like the little shit he is, throwing an arm over your neck to ruffle your hair. No one ruffles your hair without getting their ass slammed- except for Minho. โWhy the long face? Let me guess, until this exact second, you thought thereโs a fucking squirrel, a lama, a dog, and a kitten standing at your front porch? No, itโs us, your Forever BFFs.โ Heโs one of the reasons why you refuse to understand the humansโ language sometimes.
With a harsh shove from you, Jisung staggers backward only for Hyunjin to prevent him from rolling like a ball in the middle of your neighborhood. โOne more word and Iโm telling the whole class who your crush is,โ you threaten, earning an involuntary snort from Seungmin.ย
โI hate to admit this, but she might actually say yes if he makes the first move.โ
Hyunjin supplies unconstructively, โThatโs why he didnโt ask.โ
โYou know what, Hwang,โ Felix says with a smirk tugging at his lips, bumping his fist against Hyunjinโs without turning his head.ย
โOh screw all of you.โ Jisungโs getting all the attention he wanted this early in the morning yet he still feels like a loser. Perhaps he should try shutting up once in a while.ย
four.
โThanks for giving me a ride, uncle, you really didnโt have to,โ Felix says generously from your dadโs back seats, scratching the nape of his neck as though this is the first time heโs ever shared a ride with you.ย
Heโs too humble sometimes you just want to smack him across the face with a pillow to stop being so formal with your dad. Heck, Felix downright called him โdadโ by accident once during a Christmas dinner back in middle school and your dad even encouraged him to keep addressing him like that.ย
Not to mention, Felix is chomping on a turkey sandwich that your mom made this morning specifically for him after finding out that his parents are currently out of town and there's nothing but ramen in the cabinet. God forbids her to starve the same kid who helped your dad fix his bumper. So really, he should be expecting these things by now.ย
โOh itโs not a big deal, youโre too nice,โ your dad laughs as he pulls over to your schoolโs front gate, careful not to run into that one really tall, ugly tree. Youโre lowkey paranoid that people might die if it collapses during a storm or something. โPerhaps you can return the favor by getting a drink with me sometimes.โ
Felix blinks numerous times, slightly gobsmacked. โ...but Iโm not old enough to drink yet.โ
โCorrect answer.โ And you snicker when your dad turns around to toss a wink at your friendโs direction. โDoesnโt mean that Iโm forbidding you kids have fun,โ he clarifies upon the baffled expression on Felixโs face. โBut not too much fun, got it?โ
โOkay, okay dad, Iโll see you in three days,โ you shake your head before climbing out of the car. โDonโt starve the cats while Iโm gone. Oh! And Soonie still needs his lactobacillus-โ
Your dad brushes it off with a sheepish smile, โIโll leave it to your mom, muffin, I canโt even remember which dry food is for which cat. I also donโt think theyโll be starving anytime soon, those little demons are getting quite fat actually since your brother spoils them all the time.โ You can only give him a mere eye-roll because as much as he claims to hate having pets, there have been countless times when you caught your dad red-handed trying to tuck the cats into bed in the middle of the night.ย
Felix soon catches up with your steps after bidding him farewell, crumpling the sandwich wrapper in his palm. โWait up, muffin,โ he says breathlessly with a few skips, starting to think about not skipping dance practice again this summer before his body gets out of shape.ย
โShut up,โ you grumble, followed by a harsh elbow jabbed into his side. Felix grunts in pain, slowing down a little but still tries to walk side by side with you nonetheless. โYou donโt deserve that complimentary breakfast, Iโm telling mom to cut your portion off next time.โย
โAh! Come on, muffin! Youโre being mean.โ
Your biggest fear has inevitably come trueโafter all those years of erratic mood swings and other weird things puberty puts you through, Felix still makes fun of you for the nickname that your parents came up with on your first day of school. It doesnโt help with the fact that he meets them quite often too. Like four out of seven days a week since your parents love coming over to each otherโs house for dinner.ย
โFlip that scowl upside down now, will you?โ Felix cups your cheeks and squishes them together, attempting to make your smile by tugging at the corners of your lips. โArenโt you excited about the trip?โ
You scoff at him, โAre you even hearing yourself? My entire existence reeks off โexcitementโ 24/7.โย
โThatโs bullshit.โ
โIโm not responsible for whatever happens next to your face.โ
But when you reach up to peel his hands away, youโre bound to make a grave mistake by looking straight into his eyes. The morning light hits his face at the right angle and it makes him look like a puppyโwhich you wouldn't mind starting at all day. Although itโs not like you havenโt got a good look at him before, somethingโs different today. From the way his irises twinkle gently like thousands of celestial bodies to how his freckles scattered across his cheekbones like the remaining bits from a supernova, his full lips with a prominent Cupidโs bow and his cute crooked teeth.ย
You know all of these things; perhaps youโve never put too much thought into them before. Not when youโre constantly facepalming at him for doing stupid TikTok dances and trying to eat a banana with its peel on. But now when you actually acknowledge them, your heart momentarily skips a beat. Or two.ย
Doesnโt matter, you hate this feeling either way.ย
โGet a room, this is disgusting to watch.โย
Seungmin steps in between you two with his backpack slung over his shoulders, hands resting on his hip like heโs babysitting you and your biological parents donโt pay him enough for this tedious job. But Felix is too busy making sure that his eyes arenโt malfunctioning when he sees a pink tint on your cheeks to focus on whatever nonsense Seungmin is spewing at him.ย
โGet on the bus, losers! Yโall are embarrassing me!โ Hyunjin yells as he plants a foot onto the bus, trying his best not to be subtle about the fact that all of your classmates have already been seated.ย
You can practically see Jisung making weird faces from the window and next to him is a very cranky-looking Jeongin with his earbuds plugged in, deciding not to tolerate any chit-chatting this morning. Itโs a shame how the schoolโs always on a low budget when it comes to transportation; consequently, some random freshmen got squeezed in with your class.ย
So you elect to ignore your friendโs questionable behaviors (sometimes you wonder what heโs on to be this zealous at six in the morning) and grabs Felix's hand to climb onto the vehicle before coach Kim kicks your ass for slowing the schedule down.ย
As you shuffle down the narrow aisle, you quickly realize there are only two seats left at the very backโbasically, you feel a little guilty for not getting a good spot for Felix but he doesnโt seem to mind because he taps you on the shoulder lightly, signaling for you to move.
โUgh, I wanna go home,โ you sigh, slumping into your seat after tucking your backpack neatly on the small compartment above.ย
โYouโre boring,โ Felix comments flatly but heโs partially glad that he got to sit with you instead of some blabberer. โNeed this?โ Fishing his earphones out of his backpack, he wiggles the banana milk case in front of your face.ย
You only nod lazily at the offer, causing him to huff in disbelief before slipping in a side of his AirPods into your ear. You both have pretty similar taste in music so you donโt mind when he puts one of his playlists on random and Fly Me to the Moon bleeds into your eardrums. The soft melody makes you yawn a little, eyelids getting droopy.ย
โTired.โ Is the only warning Felix gets before you decide to drop your head onto his shoulders, slipping your arm around his torso comfortably like itโs a pillow. You personally donโt do cuddles but since heโs into those things and smells niceโvery fruity, somewhat musky too, you might as well take advantage of that with the hope of sleeping throughout the entire ride.ย
โWhat is wrong with you today?โ he asks with glowing cheeks.ย
โShh shh, Iโm recharging my battery.โ
Felix is a little flustered, to say the least. But instead of complaining about your sudden clinginess, he rests his head on top of yours like second nature, allowing his childhood song to drown out some of the background chatters.ย
You should really be clingy more oftenโฆ though heโs not gonna risk his pearly white teeth by telling you that.ย
five.ย
Your school actually knows how to manage money in a smart way. Shocker, you know.ย
You are thrown off upon hearing that no one needs to worry about the grizzly bears, or wolves (hey, one can never be too careful) because everyone gets to share a log cabin with a maximum of three other people.ย
In fact, the camp counselors have confirmed that even though theyโre throwing a bunch of inexperienced, dumb high schoolers smacked in the middle of the wilderness, thereโs really nothing to do other than boring team-building exercises...and fishing. In other words, the only creature that can somewhat do harm to you is mosquitoes.ย
Itโs been pouring nonstop when your classmates tried to set up the campfire with coach Kim screaming into their eardrums last night, no wonder those little shit are thriving to make your life more miserableโtheyโre in their element, reproducing at a terrifying pace.ย
โJesus Christ, Y/N!โย
Hyunjin clutches a hand to his chest in both relief and terror after realizing the curled up figure sitting by the window is just you. He steps inside the cabin completely and flings his wet bangs away from his face, shoving the umbrella in his hand into a stand by the shoe rack. โYou look like shit, are you okay?โ he furrows his brows, slightly concerned about your eyebags and the way your lips crack from dehydration.
A soulless smile finds its way to your face. โIโm pretty sure โshitโ and โokayโ arenโt supposed to be in the same sentence but thank you for asking, I appreciate it.โ
Hereโs another downside to being a homebody: you canโt fucking sleep on any other beds that arenโt yours. And surprisingly that two-hour nap on the bus wasnโt enough to fuel you for the rest of the trip. But lucky you, itโs most likely going to keep raining cats and dogs and trash pandas for the rest of the day. Outdoor activities are no longer mandatory and you can almost hear your non-existent muscles crying in sheer joy.ย
โDrink,โ Hyunjin sighs at your pathetic state and decides to toss a water bottle in your direction.ย
However, all you do is retrieve your limbs deeper into Felixโs fluffy blanket since he refused to use the grey one thatโs draped over every bed beforehand. Youโre far beyond grateful for that because those fading, questionable-looking stains just scare the crap out of you. And also because the fluffy blanket smells like him; you rest your case.
โYou were knocked out for the entire bus ride, so why the hell canโt you fall asleep on a decent bed?โ Shaking his head, Hyunjin plops himself onto Jisungโs bed like a potato, accidentally knocking over the neatly folded pile of clothes. He really doesnโt give two flying fucks about the fact that his friend spent an excessive ten minutes to organize his stuff so coach Kim wonโt be barging into their cabin with a megaphone at five in the morning again.ย
โShe can only fall asleep on Felix, thatโs why.โ You roll your eyes in the bitchiest way possible, not bothering to chuck the abandoned water bottle at the unwanted guest of this terrific conversation.ย
Hyunjin almost lets out a shriek when Seungmin jolts up from his bed, hair messy, a leg sticking out from his comforter. โYou know, until this exact moment, I thought that you were dead or something.โ
โWhat Iโm trying to say is,โ Seungmin elaborates as he bends over to reach for his glasses with squinted eyes. โThereโs a 99,9% that Felix will make the first move but at the same time, it doesnโt mean the other 0,01% wonโt happen so you,โ he jabs his index finger towards you. โBetter be doing something other than walking around camp like a zombie.โ
Hyunjin tilts his head in confusion. โSince when was this even a thing?โ Youโre this close to have a permanent hand imprint on your forehead for facepalming every two seconds with your idiotic friends around.ย
โUhh, since forever?โ Seungmin feels the need to voice out. โListen, since the day Y/N spilled orange juice on Felixโs favorite shirt, the amount of times theyโre forced to be together has risen tremendously. And when their parents found out their families live like ten minutes away from each other, they practically see each other every single day. Even outside of school. They tolerate each other, meaning the dynamic is long-lasting. Their bonding encouraged friendship.โย
โBut weโre her friends too?โ
A deep breath. โNo, their friendship was incited to grow into something bigger, more profound because Felix has a special โclickโ with Y/N that he doesnโt with us. God, Hyunjin, itโs been what, almost a decade! How could you not see it?โ Seungmin says with expressive hands, almost yanking every strand of hair off of his head. Itโs too early for this, his brain is about to implode. Hwang Hyunjin being dense just feels like a metaphoric chokehold to him.ย
โY/N,โ Hyunjin simply ignores his frustrated friend to look over at you slipping into your sneakers. โYouโre being uncharacteristically non-hyperverbal.โ
โThatโs because sheโs about to either shut the door in my face then find Felix or kick my ass and then find Felix,โ Seungmin informs with a yawn, and this prompts you to muster a fake smile.ย
Oh, Iโm fucking livid.ย
โYou know me too well.โ
He questions with heavy irony, โIโm sorry did you just agree with me?โ
โOh no, no, I take that back,โ you brush him off. โIs Felix still outside fishing?โ
โI think so?โ Hyunjin replies while running a hand through his hair in mere distress; Felixโs competitiveness goes a little mayhem sometimes when it comes to Jisung being better than him at something since theyโre so close. Thatโs one of the sole reasons why Felix always manages to maintain his flying GPA because Han Jisung procrastinates like no other but still tops his class every single semester.ย
โI didnโt find him at the lake, though, wonder where he went.โ
You widen your eyes, somewhat alarmed since itโs almost lunchtime, and Felix Lee never, and you mean never, ever let himself skip a meal. He always gets a nice nap after stuffing his face with enough good food too, so thatโs a bonus. But thatโs not the point, the point is: youโre starting to get a little worried because heโs been fishing all morning, wandering alone in the wilderness without a camp counselor.ย
Youโd better not find him sleeping with the fishes.ย
six.
Maybe you were right, maybe Felix is a dumbass.
Because listening to his ego and coming back to the lake after breakfast was a horrendous idea.ย
Itโs such a pity how those weird-looking vehicles have stopped driving around camp the moment it started pouring outside. Heck, he didnโt even bring an umbrella after asking the coach to check today's forecast.ย
So tragically, heโs now stuck underneath the canopy of a cafe ensuing coursing his way through the water blizzard and seeking refuge but canโt walk back to his cabin where his cabin-mates are probably having the time of their life drinking hot chocolate and nibbling on hand-picked fruits.
Felix exhales in torment while gazing outside, everythingโs completely white-out thanks to droplets of raining streaking the horizon. Perhaps dashing back might be his one solitary option, but shivers soon run up his spine again, reminding him that heโs probably looking like a wet ratโhis black Converse sodden, water seeping through the thin fabric of his uniform, numbing his skin.ย
Ruffling his wet fringe, Felixโs hand fishes inside his pocket to look for his phone only to realize that itโs not there. โShit...great..just great, today is my lucky day.โ Even if the camp counselors didnโt confiscate all the electronic devices, there wouldnโt be any service in the middle of the woods either. Splendid.ย
โUgh, Y/N,โ he groans under his breath. โWhy did you let me do this?โ
โShit.โ
ย โAHH!โ
Felix shrieks upon the tiny voice squeaking out from behind him. And he sighs in pure relief to see a little girl standing mere inches away, looking no more than a seven-year-old dressed in a yellow raincoat. โHey kid,โ he chuckles and crouches down to her eye level. โWhere are your parents? Youโre not supposed to be out here alone when itโs pouring like crazy.โย
And to his dismay, โShit,โ the little girl giggles, finding a new profound interest in the curse word that he accidentally spewed out seconds ago.ย
โShh shh,โ Felix frantically places an index finger on his lips while darting his eyes around in terrorโhe might be sued if her parents found out how their daughter picked up a bad word from some random high schooler. Suddenly he feels bad for his future kids. โNo, no, we canโt say that. Itโs forbidden. Whatโs your name?โ
โMina,โ she answers cutely and fiddles with the ends of her braids. โWhoโs Y/N? Is she your girlfriend?โ
Felix chokes on his own saliva. โ...no, why would you say that?โ
โI donโt know, my dad always calls my momโs name when he messes things up.โ
โWhat does that have to do with- oh, shit,โ he facepalms himself. This kid is going to give him a cardiac arrest any second now. โIt doesnโt matter if sheโs my girlfriend or not, what matters is I need to get you back to your parents. Do you know where they are right now?โ
Mina simply shakes her head with a pout. โOkay, letโs go find them then,โ he canโt help but cracks a smile, ruffling her hair endearingly. Most kids would be bawling their eyes out by now knowing that theyโve strayed from their parents; sheโs a tough one.ย
Felix gently grabs Minaโs hand, biting down on his lower lip as he prays that a cold doesnโt catch up to him tomorrow and ready to dash out of the canopy thatโs been keeping him dry for the last hour or two. But then a figure comes into view from afar, holding an umbrella while squinting their eyes through the thick streaks of rain.ย
โY/N..?โ he mutters to himself in disbelief when you quickly skip underneath the canopy, collapsing the red umbrella in your hands. Felix recognizes that umbrella anywhereโisnโt that Hyunjinโs? Have you been looking for him? And for how long too?
โDidnโt even think about bringing an umbrella, smartass,โ you say with a raised eyebrow. โOh dear, who do we have here?โ Before Felix can defend himself in vain with lame excuses, youโve already taken your attention off him to stare at the unfamiliar presence. Your intense gaze scares Mina a little, causing the little girl to squeeze Felixโs hand, hiding behind his leg.ย
Your friend laughs, patting her little head in reassurance. โMina, this is Y/N, my classmate. Donโt let her intimidate you.โ
โAre you really going to bother with this little one?โ you scrunch your nose a bit. โWeโre having pork rib soup, by the way, better hurry if you donโt want Han to hog your portion all to himself.โ
Felix rolls his eyes at how utterly apathetic you are towards children. If you can get a perfect A in calc then why is it so hard to simply comprehend that every twelve-year-old needs to be returned to their hypothetical parents safely? โWhat part of โa common sense of moralityโ canโt you understand?โย
โI donโt want to, actually, sounds like a lot of work,โ you hum sarcastically.ย
โYour girlfriend is scary,โ Mina ensconces herself further behind your friend, officially detecting you as a threat rather than someone who will potentially bring her back to the cabin where her parents are probably flipping the whole place upside down in a panicโwhich is exactly what youโre planning to do.ย
In your defense, you donโt detest kids in general. Only the bratty ones. And Mina is borderline bratty.ย
โYou know, I can spare her some time, Lost and Found is like..ten minutes away from here.โ
โY/N-โ Felix wants to scream at you, rubbing the side of his temple in distress. Imagining you babysitting your neighborโs newborn last summer with nine bucks per hour, ten hours per day, and five out of seven days per week is one of the few things that constantly keeps him from having a good night's sleep. It baffles him how you havenโt accidentally drowned the infant while giving her a bath.ย
Mina gives the side of his jeans a tug, round eyes staring up at him expectantly. โOr we can get juice pops!โ she exclaims happily and looks over to you, mustering her best puppy eyes. โPlease? I donโt want to be alone..โย
โTwenty seconds ago, you called me scary and now youโre guilt-tripping me?โ you crouch down to get a good look at the kid. Bright, innocent brown eyes, cute button nose, and a chipped front toothโperhaps sheโs a little too cute to not get her juice pops.ย
Then, โAnd juice pops too? You evil mad mind genius,โ you say after standing up to unfold Hyunjinโs umbrella, swinging it over the top of your head. โThatโs extortion, kid, youโre too young for that.โ
Felix breaks into a fit of giggles upon seeing you failing at trying to keep a straight face and steps in beside you under the umbrella. His next problem just pops up right then and thereโMina canโt squeeze in considering the umbrella that Hyunjin gave you is solely used for one person.ย
โMina, hop on here,โ he decides to get on his knees, permitting the little girl to clumsily climb on his back and eventually plopping herself onto his shoulders.ย
โOh, oh, oh, can you two hold hands?โ Mina suggests with a shit-eating grin on her face. This causes Felixโs cheeks to burn with a bright shade of red while youโre too busy throwing daggers at her with your eyes to notice. โMy family does this all the time, my dad would carry me on his shoulders and my mom would hold his hand as we walk home after going to the park.โ
You and Felix yell simultaneously, โWeโre not your parents!!โ But that doesnโt seem to scare the little girl. Youโre both just encouraging her.ย
โYip yip, horsey, donโt be disobedient now,โ she giggles to herself and pulls at a solid patch of Felixโs hair, making you cringe because his hair and scalp have already had enough from his questionable obsession with bright hair colors.ย
โOw! Mina! Stop it! Ow!โ
โOkay quit torturing my friend,โ you tell her and decide to slip your hand in with Felixโs, intertwining your fingers to secure the grip before showing it to Mina so that sheโll stop before any blood is drawn. โThere, weโre holding hands just like your mommy and daddy, you happy?โย
Felix doesnโt say anything even when Mina nods happily, releasing her monstrous grip off his poor scalp. He only lets you tug him away from the canopy of the cafe as he gazes downward, eyes glued to how your hand fits into his perfectly. The sound of rain tapping against the umbrella suddenly bugs him, suffocating him in a way. In other words, itโs really unnatural to think this way about his best friend but he doesn't want you to let go at all.ย
Everything seems to move faster when youโre holding onto his hand so certainly. Felix thinks youโre fully aware but try to fight off the voices that are taunting you to just drop it. And truth is, you can care less because your head is now far too fuzzy to focus on anything but the road ahead.ย
You pray he doesnโt feel the pounding rhythm from your veins. If your red ears havenโt given it away already.ย
seven.
Jisung has weird friends, thatโs a fact. And no, youโre not talking about the gang that saved his ass every time he got into trouble aka you plus JeongMinLixJin. Youโre talking about those kids from Class 2C that are mutual friends with Changbin.
Because the moment Jisung barges into the cabin and starts babbling nonsense that you canโt comprehend (not that you can comprehend any of his shit on the daily), you know that he just came back from a get together with those sketchy dudes who managed to sneak some booze inside a shampoo bottle.
โUhm okay, who gave Felix alcohol?โ he squints his eyes hard.ย
You are more than aware that Jisung is mildly smashed by the way that his cheeks are tinted with a light shade of coral, hiccupping every ten seconds and slightly more clumsy with his feet. He almost tripped over the rug at the front door if it werenโt for Hyunjin who caught him in time so that he wouldnโt break one of his precious teeth. Those painful years of constantly slurping on watery porridge after every dentist appointment to tighten his braces shouldnโt be going down the drain.ย
Speaking of bland rice water, thatโs all Felix has been fed with after returning to camp because he has no choice. The sickness finally caught up to him as a result of staying outside for too long while still dressed in his rain-soaked uniform. Even under the cotton comforter, heโs radiating heat on the outside but stoically shivering on the inside, his energy level is as diminished as his appetite.ย
The nurse said thereโs really nothing that can be done but give him some pills and let him ride it out so now Felixโs all curled up in a corner of his bed, cheeks burning flush of fever, coughing and sneezing occasionally. He refuses to be moved to a completely separate cabin because sleeping alone in a confined place knowing that the grizzly bears might be roaming outside your door is quite frightening for a junior in high school.ย
โGod, what makes you think Iโm the batshit drunk one here?โ Felix croaks, his voice more hoarse and gruff than usual because every word pains him, his vocal cords pulse in agony at each syllable. And that sentence was probably the longest thing youโve heard from him since dinner.ย
Jisung lets Hyunjin toss him onto his bed, face down, and props himself up on his forearms. โUhh, have you checked yourself the mirror?โ he hiccups, words a bit slurred, palms outstretched in a grabby motion. โSeungmin, water- ow! What the fuck was that!?โย
He rubs the side of his head while babbling incoherently like a fucking five-year-old because Seungmin decided to chuck a water bottle at him. Those years of playing baseball during retreats indeed paid off.ย
โI went for the head,โ Seungmin looks up from his book calmly, acting innocent.ย
Jisung whines and turns to his side, watching as the water bottle rolls back towards him after coming in contact with the wall. โGod, I miss Minho. You guys suck,โ he takes it before sitting right up but flops himself back down when a pang of pain claws at his temple. Who even allowed him to drink?
โDidnโt he make your high school experience miserable?โ Hyunjin laughs, sitting down on the corner of his bed, legs curled into his chest.ย
โHello? That was me,โ Seungmin clarifies, he sounds a little offended. โHe called me a nerd for studying late at the library for our finals! Our fucking finals! Do you know how insecure my freshman self was? I was so hurt!โย
You cross your arms and mumble, โHeโs the same guy who treated you ice-cream after finding out you got a B in physics.โ
Hyunjin hums, butting into the topic, โAnd he made me do fifty push-ups because I unintentionally skipped a day at practice. Our Dance Club really didnโt need a president who effortlessly snatches the Asshole of the Year Award like heโs stealing candies from a kid.โ
โPlease, youโre practically buddies now,โ you scoff. โYou always play Mario Kart and rewatch the Avatar series with him, even during midterms!โ
โOh! Oh! Oh!โ Jisung suddenly gets on his feet, jumping up and down like a maniac. Youโre highly concerned for the bed by the creaking sound that itโs makingโsounds just like something straight out of a horror film. โHe almost threw a knife at me!โ
Youโre running out of excuses to defend your stupid brother at this rate. Whatโs the point in trying anyway? โHan, it was a plastic knife, chill.โ
Jisung crawls off his bed to approach you, pinching his thumb and index finger together before shoving them to your face. โI was this close to dying! You try having someone threaten to throw a knife at you during lunch break,โ he complains like itโs the end of the world. Truth is, youโve seen (and experienced) worse things.ย
โMinhoโs still my brother.โ
Staring at you, Jisung looks unimpressed. โHe wanted to kill me because I commented on his puffy cheeks that day.โ
โHeโs adopted.โ
The conversation is pulled to a halt right there when Felix does a full-body groan, his head spinning and sweats starting to collect at his hairline. With his mind buzzed like heโs floating, the bickering only adds to the pressure thatโs squeezing each of his functioning brain cells. In other words, it feels as though Han Jisung is a fucking hamster going on a marathon across his body, nibbling on his limbs and ears as heโs going through a hangover, his immune system going on a rampage.ย
Felix doesnโt even drink.ย
โThatโs my call for a bedtime story.โ You glare at Jisung when he clears his throat while youโre attempting to tuck Felix into bed, pressing your palm against his forehead to check his temperature. Itโs not climbing anymore, he should be okay after sweating everything out.ย
Hyunjin pulls his friend back onto his bed, locking his limbs in tight before he waddles around and potentially breaks one of those decorative pieces on the bookshelf. โNot to burst your ego, but I donโt think youโre sober enough to give us a good story,โ he says unapologetically.ย
โPuh-lease,โ Jisung lets out the weirdest chuckle at that, wagging his forearm like those Japanese ceramic cat figures that are supposed to bring people good fortune; and Han Jisung is notorious for bringing people anything but good fortune. โThey didnโt even have vodka, only Strongbow. That shit is too weak for me.โ
You snort involuntarily, โActually, I think you meant youโre too weak for those bottles of cider.โ
โWow, Y/N, what a snake.โ
eight.
The bonfire crackles, flaring up to life when coach Kim tosses a lit matchstick into the pyramid pile of branches and woods. The flame projects long shadows of the trees all round along, swirling and curling in obscure shapes with the high schoolers that each hugs their own cup of hot cocoa, chomping on their marshmallows of choice.ย
Glowing embers beneath are colored by the inferno that seems to be moving with the rhythm and melody of the song that theyโre all singing along, drumming their feet and bobbing their heads simultaneously.ย
โAre you guys sure you donโt want to join them?โ Felix says apologetically after sneezing into a piece of tissue, his nose all red and swollen. โI can justโฆ I donโt know, read a book or something.โ
When he refers to those oddly colorful and rather bulky-looking books on the shelves, Seungmin immediately stops putting a cookie inside his mouth midway. โThose are called โaesthetically useless interior decorationโ, Lix. Good luck trying to open those plastic blocks,โ he expresses with his hands after stuffing the cookie into his mouth, chewing rather aggressively.ย
Felix feels quite bad because, for all he knows, Hyunjin and Seungmin have been planning on going kayaking today and trying out volleyball tomorrow. Youโre all going home in two days yet theyโve done nothing but pigging out in pure distress. โStill, itโs a summer camp, you all should be out there having fun, not stuck inside to look after me while tolerating...that,โ he quietly looks over at Jisung who just exited the bathroom after splashing his face with some water.ย
At least he doesnโt look crazy and homeless now.ย
โHow are they doing that again?โ you join Hyunjin as he rests his head lazily on his forearms, staring outside from the cabinโs window like Rapunzel in an alternative universe where Flynn Rider managed to escape the tower with the crown, leaving her behind longing for civil human interactions in vain.ย
โThey sing..โ he drawls. โAnd turn their heads to look at each other in the eye.โ
You wave it off absentmindedly, falling on your back so now your head is hung upside down from the bed, your arms dangling midair. โWell, that sounds exhausting,โ you mumble, ignoring the way that Seungmin is internally judging you.ย
Hyunjin sighs, โNever one for sentiment, are you?โ
โEasier to let it burn,โ you answer flatly, sitting upright when blood starts rushing to your head.ย
โDonโt feel bad,โ Seungmin immediately forces a smile at Felix. โWeโre not really into sitting with a bunch of idiots just to enjoy a mildly decent hot cocoa either way.โ
Suddenly the lights go out, and Felix immediately curls himself further into the blanket, a little thrown off. Jisungโs face comes into view out of nowhere when he makes a grab for the oil lamp that no one seems to take notice of, lighting it up with a single match. โCโmon, kids, no bonfire is complete without a good ghost story,โ he crosses his legs on the floor happily, still somewhat tipsy so his body is bouncing in excitement with occasional hiccups.ย
Hyunjin and Seungmin exchange questionable looks before scrambling to the floor, settling themselves a few solid inches in front of the oil lamp with a sigh while you only shrug at Felix, propping your head onto your hands. Laziness is starting to hold you hostage on Hyunjinโs bed at this rate.ย
Seungmin spares Jisung a slight glare, โBetter not bullshit us with the same one that you heard at school-โ
โNo,โ Jisungโs lips morph into something similar to a smirk, he looks concerningly confident for someone whoโs utterly terrified after watching IT. And now heโs attempting to give his bros who are equally jumpy about everything and anything, youโre excited to see how this goes. โI heard this one from a camp counselor, true story.โ You definitely donโt like the sound of that.
At first, the ghost was no more than a chill in the air, a shimmer of mist to the common eyes. Through the heavy rain and fog that seeps through peopleโs skin, chilling the core of their bones, it slowly came into focus. It wasnโt until the camper found refuge under a canopy of an abandoned cafรฉ that it congealed into a formโa small child with brilliant round eyes, dressed in white clothing.ย
For a moment, all was silent and still. It was as though the camper got hypnotized, feet planted to the ground. Then, he could hear a small lullaby in a cheerful voice.ย
โOranges and Lemons say the bells of St.Clementsโฆโ They know how that one ended.ย
Suddenly someone blows out the candle, but Jisungโs voice still rings in your eardrums. โWhen the camper took a step back, the ghost spoke again, this time with the voice almost of a smoker and grinโฆโ You can feel Hyunjin hop back to bed with you in a tick of a clock, holding onto you for dear life with the infrequent whimpers of fear.ย
Jisung proceeds to continue, โThe grin soon became a snarl, baring teeth like a wolf when it finished the lullabyโฆโ
A muffled silence descends. And, โHave you come to playโฆ?โ
โAHHH!!โ Felix lets out a petrified shriek, but what confuses you is the sound of Jisung grunting rather in pain. Seungmin sighs in disapproval, flickering the lights on while leaning back against the wall.ย
And now before your eyes is a slightly traumatized, feverish Felix with clattering teeth, quivering inside his blanket. Whereas, Jisung is sprawled across the floor, hugging his poor stomach, hacking up lungs. Deserve.
โThis is why you donโt give people who can high-kick jump scares, dumbass,โ Seungmin comments and crouches down in front of Jisung like his knight in shiny armors, letting a bottle of ointment dangle between his fingers. โPut this on, bet itโs already bruising.โ
Hyunjin releases his arms around you and walks towards the freckled boy who looks like heโs about to slip into a coma. โLix, are you okay?โ he knits his brows together, starting to feel somewhat concerned.ย
Felix only waves it off with a raspy laugh, standing on wobbly legs with his blanket still wrapped around his figure. โIโm fine, Iโll just go wash my face.โ Truth is, heโs anything but fine. And it doesnโt help when he accidentally has a glance of his own reflection in the body-length mirror from across the cabinโhis hair is sticking to his forehead, his face is slightly more puffy than usual, and his eyebags look like he hasnโt slept in decadesโhe looks worse than a trash can, basically.ย
โHyunjin,โ you raise a brow at your friendโs current state.
โWhat?โ
โCatch him.โ
โHuh-โ Hyunjin snaps his head back when a loud thud is heard, eyes growing twice as big in sheer panic upon the sight of Felix laying on his stomach, mere inches away from his feet. โFelix!!โ Your friends rush to his side while youโre too busy checking the thermometer by his nightstand. The temperature doesnโt seem to be too alarming, he should be fine after sleeping and sweating it out. But really, Felix looks more like heโs having the nap of a lifetime rather than passing out from the worst fever of the century. That doesnโt stop everyone from freaking out, unfortunately.ย
Also, everyone can agree that this is the first and last storytime to ever happen.
nine.
Felix sits on the beach, eyes moving from sand to stone, from rock pools to breaking waves. He lets out a sigh, an exhale of relief when a breeze passes by him, tousling his hair as he buries his feet deeper into the primrose-colored grains. The briny aroma that exists in every fiber of air makes him feel at ease, as though unknotting all his angsty-teenager worries with grace. He feels a bit better, partially because his fever has already gone down when he shook you out of your half-asleep state at four in the morning.ย
โWhy?โ you ask without turning your head after sensing his tense posture.
Felix looks confused, a little startled when you break the silence. โWhy what?โ
โWhy the long face?โ you unknowingly exhale too, stubbornly gazing forward. โThinking about something?โ For some reason, youโre too...scared to even spare him a small glance. This isnโt you, did his fever rub off on you or something?
To your dismay, his sudden inquiry catches you off guard. โHigh school is going to be over in a year, have you thought about what to do?โย
You open your mouth to protest with something along the line of heโs overthinking again and thereโs still an entire year ahead to make new memories but when youโre about to utter the first word, your mouth automatically snaps itself close. Itโs like you have an entire masterpiece planned out in your mind but when someone tosses you a blank canvas, youโre standing there in defeat like the biggest idiot. Felix is serious this time, you know itโs not because heโs lightheaded after riding out the fever.ย
โHonestly?โ you breathe out. โNo, I havenโt. God, I donโt even want to think about it, the future scares me a little.โ
Upon the mossed rock and vibrant horizon, comes the sun rays that are promised by the starlit sky. It makes you both a little breathless, not exchanging a single word nor moving a muscle for a while.ย
Until, โFine, it scares me a whole lot,โ you confess, gaze cast downward as you hug your legs closer to your chest. โIt sucks because everyone seems to have their lives together, Jisung is finally taking his interest in music seriously, Hyunjin is planning on being an actual theater kid, and Seungmin is...I donโt know, but heโs definitely onto something. Point is, everyone is already one too many steps ahead of me, Iโm just..here, stuck. And I donโt feel like I have-โ
โA lot of time left.โ Felix finishes your sentence, prompting you to look at him this time. His delicate features shine under the cracking lights of dawn, starry eyes twinkling and lips outstretched into the smile that you absolutely adore. He has such a contagious type of smile that it makes you feel a little less dead inside whenever you see it. But your heartbeat also grows a little more ecstatic.ย
A hearty chuckle. โYouโre not alone, you know,โ he says while not breaking away from the eye contact, this makes your throat grow dry. โI still have so much to do, so much to...say yet too little time. So yeah, donโt think about it too much, Iโm never gonna leave you behind no matter what.โ
You have to hold back a playful scoff at that; and to think he was the one who brought up this sappy topic. โIf anything, youโre the overthinker in this relationship,โ you tell him with a nudge on his rib. โBut if youโve already had my back, then you should know that Iโll always have yours too.โ
Because what would you do without an overthinker like Felix? Drowning your sorrow by stress-eating in the middle of the night? Bottoming out on questionable drinks to end up like Han Jisung? Winging every single important choice that can potentially flip your life upside down in either a good or bad way? Not in a million years. He knows that you need him as much as he needs you, harsh truth but you still hate it either way.
You both donโt look forward to the future, like at all.ย
Youโre too apathetic and overall just a big โmehโ about it. Youโre the type of person that goes with the flow, letting life toss you around like a ragdoll until you finally snap at some point to fight back because you know where the line between giving up and knowing that youโve had enough is. Meanwhile, Felix is rather anxious about things. If a piece of paper with a pencil can draw out the map of his entire destiny ahead then heโll have it finished in one night. But heโs grown out of his middle school self to know that things donโt always go as planned.
Guess if things turn out to be shit, youโll still have him.
โDoes that mean if weโre still single in our thirties, youโll marry me like how our parents always joke about?โ Felix cracks a shit-eating grin this time, one that makes your heart swell but for the most part, you wanna whack him unconscious with a pillow.ย
You sneer in return, โSure, but youโll have to fall for me first.โ
Thereโs a pang in Felixโs chest, itโs so loud and evident that heโs afraid you might hear it. You really didnโt have to slap him in the face with that seemingly harmless statement. โHmm, who would even fall for a stubborn hermit crab like you?โ he jokes to hide the nervousness thatโs crawling upon his spine. His ears are probably bright red right now. โAlthough...that wouldnโt be a problem with me.โ Because heโs already fallen for you, a little too hard actually.
โWhat does that even mean?โ you only hum after questioning his statement, nothing makes sense right now since youโre getting a little sleepy because a certain someone wanted to watch the sunrise which simply lasted for about two minutes after two(ish) hours of waiting.
โI donโt know,โ Felix laughs before standing up, dusting the sand off of his jeans. โYou go figure it out, smartass.โ With that, he runs off with his Converses dangling between his fingers, leaving you dumbfounded in the middle of the beach like a total dimwit. Slowly, within those five seconds of making eye contact with your best friend again, his words zero in on you like a wakeup call.ย
Urgently grabbing your sneakers, you chase after him. โHey- wait! GET BACK HERE!โ By looks of it, youโve probably figured it out now. Itโs not like heโs trying to be subtle either.
Felix feels like he just gained strength from spewing out that indirect confession, and it gives him a tiny ray of hope that he still has his entire youth before his eyes to tell you how he really feels. Or his whole life if you donโt start resenting him for crossing the line that no one dares talk about when they have a thing for their best friend.ย
Either way, as long as Felix sees your presence side by side with him at every ups and downs, heโs home.ย
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SKZ Reaction; How you meet
Genre: Fluff
I changed the theme a bit for Felixโs
Bang Chan
You were a new producer at JYP Entertainment. You were exploring the building, making mental notes where everything was. But you were snapped out of your thoughts when you walked into something.ย
โIโm sorry, are you alright?โ a manโs voice said as hand lies on your shoulder.ย โI didโt see you when I opened the door.โ The man had an Australian accent.ย
โIโm okay, at least I think so.โ You looked up at the man, nodding. โThank god, but I still feel bad. So please I would like it if you joined me to get some coffee. You know as an apology.โ The male now showed a smile in which his dimple was shown.ย โFine by me. Iโm y/n by the way.โย โI;m Bang Chan, but you can call me Chan.โย
Both of you walked towards a coffee shop where the start of a new friendship was born.
Lee Minho
You worked in an animal shelter, for a in-service training period and of course for earning money.ย
You were checking the cats, feeding them when the doorbell rang (you know those ones which ring when the door opens). A young man looks around the shelter as you walked to the counter.ย โHello sir, how can I help you?โย
The male smiled.ย โHello, I would like to adopt a cat please.โย you made a motion to the man for him to follow you to the back where the cats were.ย โSir did you have any kind of idea what for cat you would like?โ The male shook his head.ย โFeel free to look around and ask me questions, I still have to feed some of the cats.โ
The male was there for nearly half an hour until he found a kitten.ย โMiss, I think I found my match.โ You stood up and walked to him and the cat.ย โAh, the kitten doesnโt have itโs parents anymore. Itโs a sweet kitten. Please walk with me to the counter to fill in the application form and Iโll get the kitten.โย
The male filled in everything and payed as I handed him the kitten.ย โIโm curious sir, do you have a name already?โย โI have, the name Dori. Also please call me Minho, miss y/n. Cause I will be here more often.โ The young man said and then left the store.ย
Seo Changbin
You were a trainee at JYP, you already were sorted into a new group. JYP decided they wanted a co-ed group. Today was a evaluation day with the sorting of position in the group. You were a rapper, together with your best friend.ย
As you were preparing, JYP and some other idols walked in.ย โHello, are you ready for the evaluation?โ your whole group nodded.ย โWith me I have Changbin from Stray Kids, Yugyeom from Got7 and Nayeon from Twice. Their going to help me and you go get better with your positions.โ
You were chosen as last to perform. As nerves settle in you got a feeling of nausea, but quickly dismissed it when you walked in front of them. You had chosen the song Bermuda Triangle from Zico. You got the feeling that everything went alright, but the faces in front of you said otherwise.ย โYou are an amazing rapper, I say main rapper.โ the others next to JYP nodded too. Until Changbin spoke.ย โHow about a collab. I like your raptone, Iโm sure that we could make a great song.โ You quickly said yes, and that was the start of a great friendship.
Hwang Hyunjin
You have been a backup dancer for a while, and you were assigned to Stray Kids official backup dancer. Right now your whole squad where with DanceRacha learning the new choreo for their new song.ย
You kept on stumbling and messing up nearly more then half of the times. You had never heard your name being called this many times.ย โY/n, youโre not doing it right again. You bring us and the team down, I swear if you donโt have it by tomorrow, Iโll kick you off the squad.โ Minho yelled, while the rest were either looking at you in sympathy or annoyed.ย โItโs no use for you all to go further. Since y/n screws up everytime. So go and pack your stuff, weโll see you tomorrow. And y/n I mean it, step up your game otherwise your dead.โ With that everybody left except for Hyunjin.ย
โIโm sorry for Minho-hyungs behavior. Heโs just tired, Iโll learn ya the whole song okay? I play the song, you dance and Iโll help you get it correctly.โ
Nearly the whole evening the two of you were dancing and fixing the choreo. Around midnight, Hyunjin left. While you stayed until the wee hours. You even fell asleep in the practice room only to be woken up in the morning by voices. You realized what happened and decided to play it out as if you just arrived and were practicing.
You danced the whole routine perfectly, it even made Minho smile.ย โIโm sorry about yesterday. You did great.โ Both Hyunjin and Felix smiled at you, while Hyunjin walks to you and hugs you.ย โYou did it, Friend.โ
Han Jisung
Your parents forced you too study in Malaysia at the R.E.A.L International School. Since you were a new student, it wasnโt that easy to find your classroom for the first period. Luckily some other students were so nice to help you around the place.ย
As you walked into the classroom, the students were already there and so was the teacher.ย โHello, Iโm the new student.โ The teacher stood up and walks in front of the class.ย โClass, we have a new student.โ
โHello, Iโm y/n.โ The teacher smiled.ย โWelcome, you can take place next to mr. Han, please raise your hand.โ A boy in the last row raised his hand and you went to the place next to him.ย
โHello, Iโm Peter Han, or Han Jisung. What ever suits you.โ He held his hand out for a handshake which you took.ย โDonโt worry y/n, Iโll stay with you as a friend. So you donโt get lost or lonely.โ
Lee Felixย
You two were friends since birth, all the fold of your mothers being best friends. Now the two of you were laying on Felixโ bed watching a movie.ย
It was clear to you that Felix mentally wasnโt in the room.ย โLix, what are you thinking about?โ He keeps his mouth and wraps his arms around your body.ย โYou know your my best friend right?โ You felt confused by his words.ย โYes?โ
Felix let out a deep breath.ย โI want to ask you to prom.โ He said bluntly, which clearly shocked you.ย โUhm, sure. I didnโt have a date yet, so your luckily.โ You joked, but Felix wasnโt smiling.ย โWhatโs wrong?โย
โAfter graduation I leave. Iโm going to South Korea to pursue a music carrier. You know like those Kpop idols. I auditioned for JYP Entertainment and got accepted.โ The aura of the bedroom was a feeling of sadness and happiness at the same time.ย โLix, Iโm happy you got accepted and sad since your leaving me here.โ The both of you joked for a while until Felixโ mom yelled that dinner was ready.
Kim Seungmin
You were an Idol, and the sister of Brian, aka Young K from Day6. Today you were going to visit your brother at the Entertainment. Security let you through as they stopped the fansites. As you walked through the wall of JYP Entertainment you realized you were a bit lost.ย
Seungmin was walking through the halls of the entertainment for a reason he didnโt even know. He was listening to your solo songs, as he was a fan of you. He walked around the corner and saw a female standing there. When he looks closer he realized that he sees his favorite female solo artist. He walks up to you shyly.ย โHello, What bring you here.โ He bows.
You in the meantime nearly got a heart attack since you didnโt hear the boy coming towards you. You saw the face and also bowed.ย โIโm searching for the room Day6 is in. Wait arenโt you in Stray Kids? Seungmin?โ Seungmin nods, feeling joy wash over him.ย โI know where they are, Iโll bring you there.โ The both of you were talking the whole way to the band room.ย โY/n, can I maybe ask for a photo?โ You smiled at his cuteness and nodded.ย โSeungmin, text me sometime. You seem like a nice friend.โ
Yang Jeongin
You have been a Stay since Stray Kids debuted. Right now you back in your hotel from the concert. You sat on the bed clearly still enjoying the concert even if it was over, that was until you could hear a voice outside of the door.ย
So you did the thing that sounded the best for you, that was opening the door. To your surprise a face which you recognized stood in front of you in confusion.ย โSorry, I but this is my room.โ You looked at Jeongin in shock.ย โNo, I booked this room, I have proof.โ
You went inside again to grab the information that this was your room. Jeongin still stood by the door, looking inside too see if his luggage was in there. You walked back to Jeongin and showed him the info.ย โOh... Then I donโt know where my room is.โ He looks confused and overall very awkward.ย โI can help you look for it. I donโt mind.โ The young boy looks uncertain at first but still accepted the request.ย
After searching for a while and not finding the room, the two of you went to the reception to ask. Fortunately they could tell exactly in which room he needed to be. You walked with him to the room.ย โWait for a second, I want to repay you.โ Before you could say anything he walked in the room and with a few minutes later walked out again and handed you a note. The both of you bid farewell as you walked back to your room, reading the note.
โHi Stay,
I know that you knew me, I saw the lightstick on the nightstand. I want to repay you with some coffee, so hereโs my number, text me.
xxx Jeonginโ
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Something Sweet: Part Two
~sweet lotus~
one ~ two ~ three ~ four ~ five ~ six ~ seven ~ eight ~ nine
pairing: minsung, jisung/minho
warning: mentions of alcohol I guess...
words: 5k ish
summary: Jisung gets side tracked and ends up following Minho into a host club/bar. That's it really :)
a/n: Iโm cross posting this on ao3 but don't know how links work so I hope you enjoy if you do happen to stumble upon this. <3
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Jisungโs been busy. Well, kind of.ย
Jisung, along with the other two sleep deprived zombies that make up 3racha, have once again barricaded themselves in their shared apartment. The trio has been working nonstop to prepare for their next performance. Their recently hired manager, Sana, had notified them that the venue that they were playing was actually twice as large as their last. The boys had been trying to flesh out a few new songs/covers to play and hopefully win over the crowd.
Busy wouldnโt really describe the boys. Yes, they were working hard producing more and more, but the lulls of writerโs block and exhaustion would set in eventually. Each time would leave them to fend for themselves by staring mindlessly at the ceiling, or collapsing into an unplanned 4 hour nap, or just plain gorging themselves on the various carry outs of the day.ย
Changbin, who surprisingly was able to work remotely for his producing job at JJP Ent., was juggling his work for them and his work for 3racha. Bin would sneak out of his studio/bedroom whenever the lull in creativity set in, or the anticipation of their Friday night show started creeping up on him. Almost every time this led to Chan or Jisung playing some of what they were working on and then the realization that the third rapper had joined them, neglecting his paid work, would set in commencing the throwing of shoes and a chorus of animated yells from all parties to arise. One way or another, always returning a reluctant Changbin back to his, as Jisung put it, โbig boy workโ and the other two back to their respective laptops and keyboards.ย
Chan was probably the most focused of the three. His ability to juggle multiple projects at the same time was practically god-like and occasionally left the other two producers completely clueless as to which project he was actually working on. When the exhaustion had finally caught up with him, Chan could be found by the other boys asleep sitting in front of his laptop. Changbin and Jisung had worked out a little system to keep the older in check, taking turns moving an unconscious Bang Chan to the couch and making sure he had eaten before returning to their own assignments. The leader would wake up a few hours later feeling confused, but thankful for the other two's efforts to keep him on his feet.ย
Jisung, the ever all-rounder of the group, usually was the one busy writing, composing, producing, and doing anything he could get his hands on. But this time, the main reason Jisung never quite felt busy was because no matter how hard he tried, sometimes he just couldn't quite find the words for his verses. The new addition to their set list actually didn't take much time to make, production wise, but writing his verse always turns out to be a challenge when the writerโs block sets in. Even with days straight of thinking about what he wanted to say on his part, no progress meant no work had been done, which to Jisung meant he had not been busy. It was a slippery slope that all of them had experienced before, but this time Jisungโs descent down that slope came in the form of trashing pages of lyrics and stanzas immediately after spending hours on them, and distracting himself in piles of blankets while scrolling forums, SNS, and internet videos for inspiration. From which the cycle continued. The concept of just freestyling it completely on Friday was starting to sound better and better.
Sana would occasionally come by (daily? None of them really knew what day it was, only that it wasnโt Friday yet), opening up the black-out curtains that lined the floor to ceiling windows of the apartment, always followed by at least one audible groan from one of the members. During one of the many occasions of Jisung staring blankly at the ceiling in the dark, Sana had entered the apartment and practically tripped over Jisung from where he was curled up on the floor in a blanket chimichanga, โJisung-ssi, why are you on the floor, again. Its literally 3pm.โ
Jisung liked to call them chimichangas, mostly because he really liked that it was a four syllable word, but it also described him best when he was in a blanket burrito feeling especially fried from exhaustion.
After tripping over Jisung for maybe the third time that week, Sana had left the apartment telling them to be sure to be ready for their performance tomorrow at five pm, when she would meet them at the venue. Although Jisung was the one currently rolled up on the floor, the other boys had somehow looked even more exhausted on the couch with emptied coffee cups in their hands and obvious dark circles under their eyes. They had finished in the early morning as always, trying their best to prepare for their performance, that apparently was tomorrow. That was news to Jisung, and still nothing written for his verse.
โYou guys look so dead, how are you even awake right nowโ Jisung mused from his bundle on the floor.ย
โI honestly don't know. Do you think I could just go to sleep until our performance tomorrow?โ Chan chuckled at the realization that their call time wasn't more than 17 hrs away.ย
โHonestly you need it, with how much you got done this week. You finished almost all the tracks for the album, right?โ Changbin asked from his spot on the couch. Chan nods vaguely at the question .ย
โYeah out of the songs we chose, I was able to brush them up, and fixed the beat on a few. We can look at them closer after Friday.โ
โThis week didn't seem real. The last thing I remember was dragging Chanโs unconscious body down the hallway after we got back from Menu 98.โ Jisung was gesturing wildly beneath the blanket he was under, but the other two didn't have to even look at him to know he was being dramatic. โBin-hyung it took you like 3 whole minutes to put the right key in the door. I'm glad your attempts with the bottle opener didnโt end up damaging the lock.โย
That one earned Jisung a pillow to the face.ย
โWell hopefully this Friday we won't end up in the same condition. Wine hangovers are the fucking worst,โ Changbin held his head in remembrance of the pain but a smile was starting to sneak out on to his face. โBut guys, since weโre finally officially signed with a company, I wouldn't mind getting to celebrate again this weekend.โย
His smile only grew as the other two joined in the grinning from their respective spots in the living room. It was true, they finally signed with a company. JJP Entertainment had reached out to them after having seen them perform one of their shows. Changbin had submitted a producer application to the company earlier that year, and seemingly as soon as they had seen the three in action all of them were accepted and got to sign with the agency. Changbin had begun working as a producer about a month ago while the other two had just recently been officially signed into the company as group members. To all of them it still seemed like it was too good to be true, but a week into it they were all just excited to be calling themselves recording artists and to have consistent pay for their professional work.ย
Their manager Sana was a result of the company beginning to help promote 3racha as a group. Chan had mentioned that they werenโt going to be officially announced as a part of the company until they could properly debut with their album. Jisung wasn't going to complain though, he was just happy to feel like the dreams theyโve had since their underground highschool rapper days were finally being realized.ย
All three of them, grinning wildly, were already feeling antsy to be on stage again. The hours until they could step onstage couldn't move fast enough.ย ย
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Minho had a busy fucking week.
ย He had picked up two extra closing shifts that he usually would have days off on, but the reward of a bigger paycheck pulled his leg into accepting to take them. The bright side, he supposed, was that his coworker had taken his Friday shift and he was able to have a night off. His original plan to spend the entire night in the studio was pretty much shattered when his annoyingly loving roommates had scolded him when he had told them his plans. During morning rehearsal the group was able to get a lot done, and had polished their performance piece they had planned for a showcase in the coming week.
Minho told himself that he would have still stayed after practice if it wasn't for Hyunjinโs nagging to visit him at work that night, but he was packing his bag just as soon as the others once they were finished.The truth being that going to Hyunjinโs work almost always included free drinks and good company, and Minho felt like it would be the perfect way to relax his nerves after the week of productive practice, and painful working shifts.ย
Hyunjin worked at the host club and bar a couple streets away from their apartment. The establishment was mostly known for the beautiful and handsome hosts and hostesses that worked there who served up drinks and polite conversation. In the more recent years, the place was becoming popularly known as being just a normal service bar that just had beautiful servers and bartenders. Many tourists and locals came to the bar in hopes of seeing and meeting these beautiful people, while also obtaining their weekend quota of alcohol. Of course as Hyunjin could attest to the host club wasnt without clients, as his boss asked him multiple times if he wanted to switch positions from bartender to host due to all the patrons asking if he was available.
โCome on Hyung! You can come and meet my new coworkers. Also you promised to visit Momo-noona last time and sheโs still pissed you havenโt been back in like a month. Honestly at this point she wont stop worrying that you arenโt coming back to see her, and keeps asking me like-โย
โOkay, okay Hyunjin Iโll come with you, just stop rambling,โ Minho giggled at the younger antics and his tendency to ramble to himself aloud, while in a conversation. It was reasons like this that made Minho glad the boy was only a bartender and not a host. Although, he would probably pay himself just to see the young 21-year-old try and make coherent conversation with a client. Hyunjin was beyond just beautiful, but when it came to conversing with strangers past their drink order, he was quite a bit less than suave.ย
Hyunjin cheered as he skipped out the studio doors, joining arms with Felix as they made their way toward their shared apartment.ย
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Jisung left their flat early in hopes of being able to find the venue on his own, but still allow himself time to properly get lost. Surprisingly enough he was able to find the venue on the other side of town without much trouble and with Google Maps opened on his phone. One of theย reasons why it was so easy to find, was that the venue was huge. Among the lavish entrance, and its multicolored lighting, it had a large marquee with โ3rachaโ shown in bold as the night's act. It was still the early evening and the districtโs businesses were just starting to show signs of preparation for the night's patrons and customers. There were food stalls setting up, readily pre-cooking the batches of street food for those who would be passing by throughout the night. Clubs were just beginning to open their doors and prepare for the crowd that always came to dance away the start of the weekend. The bars were beginning to gather their additional servers and bartenders, from the looks of the various uniformed strangers on the street entering their respective places of employment. There were a few barhopping adults and students littering the streets with excited chatter and giggles of anticipation.ย
Jisung canโt say he ever went out with friends much other than when the group would perform at bars and clubs right out of high school. He never had experienced the โwild night out with your friendsโ trope that he secretly loved watching in dramas and tv shows. There was just something watching a group of friends all going and enjoying a night together that made Jisungโs heart smile. Looking around again and escaping his thoughts, he spots a familiar face in the distance.ย
In front of him is his cute server from last week, Minho, walking down the street not even 50ft away. Granted Jisung had honestly forgotten about the man after that night, as the dull ache of a hangover had occupied his mind the morning after. Jisung never thought he would actually see the man again outside the confines of the restaurant that he worked at. And maybe because this coincidence felt more like fate, and maybe because Jisung is the kind of guy to believe in fate, or maybe because Minho had smiled and from 50 ft away it still took Jisungโs breath away, Jisung found himself stumbling forward to follow the man into the bar he had just entered.ย
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Minho had walked into the familiar establishment and immediately went and found his place on a barstool.ย
โYou didn't have to come this early.โ Hyunjin was all dressed up in his collared shirt and vest, with his name tag reflecting the dim lights from above his heart. The completed uniform of all the bartenders and servers at Sweet Lotus, of course, made Hyunjin look even more like a prince than usual.ย
It was barely 15 minutes after the bar had opened for the night when Minhoโs leather pants and silk shirt wearing ass had entered.ย
โWell, it's not like I had any other plans tonight. Felix had left for work and it was too lonely in the apartment to wait for the bar hopping crowd to pass through, so I thought I would just beat them instead.โย
โI knew you missed me.โ Hyunjin made a kissy face toward Minho that was met with a gentle face slap by the hand of the older.ย
โPlease, I only came to get an early start on the night. Maybe try and beat the in house record for free drinks.โ
โOh please you already know you still hold the record, don't act cockyโ Hyunjin rolled his eyes, and earned a giggle from the other. There was a running competition between the off duty servers and hosts of who could get the most free drinks from strangers in a night. It was a vanity competition as much as it was a ploy for the employees to boost the bar's sales when off shift.ย
Minho thrived off of it, when he had worked as a host for the club. He had been in the highest demand on and off duty, gathering a total 19 drinks paid for by strangers within a single night. Even after Minho had left the club, his record still held. Hyunjin would sometimes come home updating Minho on how close some of his new coworkers had gotten to the record, well aware of how much the title inflated the manโs ego.ย
Before Minho had the chance to respond a tuft of brown hair tripped into the bar entrance. A familiar looking boy with big shining eyes, searched the room until making eye contact with Minho. The determined look in the boyโs eyes was completely contrasted by the soft smile starting to appear on his lips as he approached the bar.ย
Recognition flooded his memory as Minho looked back at the cute boy that had given him his number on a receipt the previous weekend. The boy struggled slightly at getting atop the stool next to Minho, earning him a slight snicker from the bartender as he watched the scenario play out in front of him. Hyunjin just watched his cocky ass roommate be made speechless by the entrance of a cute high school looking kid dressed in street clothes, there was no way he wasn't going to hound Minho when they got home.ย
โHi.โ The younger looking boy smiled again fully creating a heart with his lips, and Minho couldn't help but smile back. That seemed to only make the younger grin wider if that was possible and his eyes sparkled with content. โI donโt know if you remember me, but I met you last week, I mean kind of. You were my server on Friday night, and you recommended a drink and a dish for me, and Iโm pretty sure it was the best thing I had ever tasted before. And now that may seem like a completely crazy reason to low key follow you into a bar after seeing you on the street, but for some reason I feel indebted to you for giving me the best thing Iโve ever tasted also Iโm pretty sure I was embarrass-โ
โHi Jisung,โ Minho didn't know anyone else could ramble even more than Hyunjin, but here he was, Han Jisung, the cute boy in the pink hoodie who had given him his number and a tip that was quite a bit more than his 20% usual. In full honestly Minho had found the receipt a few times during the week in his work pants pocket, but had always returned it before considering actually dialling the number scrawled on it.ย
โYou donโt have to feel indebted to me, thatโs all apart of my jobโฆโ A wave of guilt weighed on Minho as he made eye contact with Jisung again. โAlso I apologize for never messaging you. I know you left me your number on Friday, and I usually donโt pay too much mind when customers give me their numbers, but for some reason I still kept yours.โ Jisungโs eyes widened at that and his expression looked as if he had just realized something.ย
Minho just continued, โTo be completely honest, I didn't think I would see you again, especially outside of my work.โย
โI didnโt either,โ Jisung quickly interjected. โAnd to also be totally honest, I completely forgot that I gave you my number. Tipsy me can be a little more bold than I thought.โ He chuckled inwardly at himself. Looking at Minho now, Jisung had no idea how even tipsy he had found the balls to do something like that. In casual clothes, Minho looked god-like to Jisung, and something about the change in atmosphere made Customer Service Minho almost non-existent. Being able to look at Minho, his glittering sharp eyes, his perfectly styled hair, and breathtaking smile without any filters, and something about it made Jisungโs heart beat even louder. There was a slight pause as Jisung had stopped speaking and had got distracted with staring at all of Minhoโs features. โUh..umโฆ anyway damn now I feel bad. Can I like buy you a drink or something to make up for it?โ Jisung barely managed to stutter that out.ย
โHey Min-hyung, that's your first for the night, and it's not even five yet. Damn maybe you will break your record,โ Jisung looked over to the voice's owner and seemed to have just acknowledged the presence of the bartender after entering.
โShut up Jinnie, I donโt wanna make him pay for my drink, the sunโs not even setโย
โThat hasn't stopped you beforeโย
โNo I really mean it, I'll pay for your drink if you'll let me. Not really sure what you two are discussing but I don't have a problem paying, even just to mend my consciousnessโ Jisung pleaded.ย
โYou sure talk a lot with your wallet there, Han.โ Hearing Minho using his last name to address him wasn't lost on Jisung. If anything Jisung was starting to take it as a challenge.ย
โWell, let me buy you a drink and we can talk now because we didn't get the chance over the phone.โ Jisung really wasnโt sure where that confidence came from but it diminished quickly as he held his breath waiting for Minho to respond.
Minho smirked and nodded agreement, ordering his drink. โWhat about for you?โ the bartender asked Jisung as he was taking out his card to pay for said drink.ย
โOh nothing for me I have to get ready for a show soon,โ squinting to read the manโs name tag โHyunjin-ssi.โย
Minho's curiosities from the previous weekends returned, and he found himself jumping on the opportunity to learn more about the boy. They were just curiosities. Han Jisung was just a curiosity. โWhat is it you do exactly?โย
โOh Iโm a rapper in a group, with the two other guys you saw. Together were super cool rap trio 3racha~โ Jisung put an emphasis on the name with excessive hand gestures. Minho thought they were cute. โAnd we're actually playing at the venue not too far from here. Weโre on at 9 if you want to come watch.โ Jisung smiles widely at that, cocking an eyebrow as if that was persuasion enough to get Minho to come.ย
It was. โMaybe Iโll stop by then. I canโt say Iโm not curious.โ Minho tries his best to feign disinterest, but his roommateโs smirk from across the bar meant that he wasnโt completely successful.ย
Minho glares at the bartender while Jisung continues the conversation. โSo what was it that you were talking about? The record and all that, did I miss something?โ
Hyunjin giggles at the question and puts on a dramatic voice, โWell, here at the Sweet Lotus even our employees will come on their off days and breaks to enjoy the bar and club as patrons, but of course flirting with coworkers is generally frowned upon, so we made up a fun little competition.โ Hyunjin continues to explain what the casual competition entitles. Minho shifts to watching Jisung instead. Seeing the boy again had been somewhat of a shock, and now actually looking at him, something about Jisung made Minhoโs heartbeat a little quicker. Probably just the beginning effects of the sip of alcohol he had yet to consume. Or it could be the way Minho kept thinking about how soft the boy looked, his cheeks, his hair, his smile. Jisung was cute. A cute curiosity
โSo whatโs the record then? The highest number of free drinks?โ Jisung was asking both of them but had turned toward MInho to meet his eyes. They were full of stars, even when the rest of the place was dimly lit.ย
โ19 drinks in a single night, held by our very own Lee Minho. Making him the hottest guy to ever grace our establishment, at least by the objective body countโ Hyunjin dramatically bows to him.ย
โHey I got 17 onceโ yelled the other bartender from further down the bar.ย
โI better keep coming back then, so you canโt take my spot San-ah.โ Minho responded and sent him a cheeky smirk. The other bartender responded with a pouty face and a groan, before turning back to another customer. โBut technically Iโm not an employee anymore, so I think that takes me out of the running,โ Minho continues.
โStill, I donโt think youโd ever lose that titleโฆ n-no offense to any of the other employees. I mean I only just got here and have only seen a few of you, but you are all respectively very attractive, and-โย
โJisung stop rambling.โ Minho giggled at seeing how flustered he could make the other. โPlus I doubt Iโd lose my spot if you have anything to do with it, Mr. rich boy rapstar.โ Minho takes a sip of his drink as the other sputters once again into a bumbling mess, blushing even harder.ย
โWhat noooo! Not me pshhhhhh. I am but a lowly underground rapper. Please my heartโs too fragile to handle being called a rapstar by you this early in the night, also I swear Iโm not a rich boy! Not yet at least, I haven't even gotten my first paycheck, paycheck, you know?โ
โYour tipping habits say otherwiseโย
Jisung grumbles under his breath something that sounds like โdamn it drunk jisungie you did it againโ
Before the conversation could continue, Jisung's phone rings from his jacket pocket. โHello?... AH Sana-noona please don't yell.... Yes I know what time it is. It is-โ Jisung checks the clock on his phone โFive-Thirty! Fuck, Iโm on the wayโ Jisung looks apologetically at Minho and Hyunjin and does a few hand gestures that indicate he has to go. โI'll be there in like 30 seconds, I swear!!!โย
Jisung hangs up and hops off his stool, โAs you can see I am being forcefully summoned by my manager, I do hope youโll come to the show later? Thanks for uh- I donโt know, why am I thanking you. But uh..Thanks anyway though, and I-uh hope we can do this again sometimeโฆ yeah, bye Minho.โ Jisung smiles wide again and scurries out the door, almost at a full sprint.ย
Minho really likes his cute smile, and tries to commit the heart shape to memory.
โHyung, heโs sooo your type it practically hurts.โ Hyunjin forms a cheeky look on his face.
โI don't know what you're talking about,โ Minho retorts, taking another sip of the drink Jisung bought him.ย
โCome on, cute, low-key a mess, big eyes, whipped as soon as he saw you. Don't even lie, you love the ones that just fall for you as soon as you smile at them. Practically all your clients were like that, and they all followed you to the restaurantโย
โThatโs not true,โ Minho denied.ย
โIt's true our numbers dropped when you left. We had to hire three new guys to make up the loss,โ San added, now suddenly a part of the conversation.
โWell now I feel bad,โ he did kind of, but it also was a huge ego boost for Minho.
โDon't. You know Momo would let you pick up a shift if you ever neededโ San now joining Hyunjin in leaning on the counter.ย
โMaybe I donโt know, I'll just boost her drink sales tonight insead to make up for it.โ They laugh, and Minhoโs cocky smirk returns as more patrons enter the bar, and the two bartenders return to their positions for the nightย
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Jisung sprinted right into hair and makeup, finding his group mates already being dressed and powdered when he got there. He was able to just barely avoid a scolding from Sana as he ducked into a changing room instead. Switching from his streetwear into something that made him look more like his stage personality โJ.Oneโ.
By the time it was up for them to perform all three of them shared knowing glances and charged on the stage as their loud and overpowering bass beats flooded the speakers and the entire venue. The venue itself held a couple hundred people and the cheers and energy from the crowd only fueled the rappers as they began their opening song. For the three of them being on stage was like getting a high.ย
Jisung felt like he had taken 3 shots at the bar before the performance. He felt drunk on the adrenaline and his ad libs and verses all came out even more powerful than usual. Chan and Changbin took his energetic aura in stride and fed off him to energize their own performances for the whole show.ย
When their new track finally starts playing, the verse that Jisung had been agonizing all week appeared in his head as if it had always been there, and he knew that this verse was going to go down as one of his best freestyles yet. Jisung closed out the song with an electric verse that flowed and hit the rhythm in ways he had never thought he could before, and after the last beat echoed throughout the room, the entire venue filled with cheers and screams from the audience.ย
Minho watched from the back of the venue witnessing the three boys on stage completely dominate the stage and steal every heart from the audience. He never thought that the big eyed clutz from a few hours ago would be the man he saw on stage. On stage, Jisung practically oozed with charisma, demanding the attention of all those who would listen. At the end of the show the last verse he spit out was so intensely captivating, that it guaranteed that everyone in the audience was now in love with Han Jisung. There was no way anyone would be able to deny it. Not even Minho, even though he would definitely try.ย
โIโm CB97โ โThis has been SpearBโ โand Iโve been J.Oneโย
โand together we are 3racha! See you next timeโ
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That night as soon as Minho got home he searched his closet for the only connection he had with the supposed rapstar. Digging into the pockets of his work pants, he pulls out the paper with the boys number and immediately adds in to his contacts before texting him:
[Rich Boy Han Jisung]
This is Lee Minhoย ย
I saw your performanceย
at least I think that was you
If it wasn't some rapstar named J.One may be your twinย
Im sure hear you this all the time
But your performance was amazing. Good job Han :)
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โAnd so, as you can see, Force is defined as a change in momentum respecting means of time. Momentum is the mass of an object times its velocity. Therefore, Force itself is the change in mass times velocity, or acceleration, with respect to time.โ
A small timer watch beeps, signalling the end of class. The students of classroom 2-B all gather their things, and the professor nods his head, resetting his watch for the next batch of students.ย
โAlright, class dismissed. Weโll pick up on a closer look at the measurement of time next week...heh.โย
He smirks and chuckles at his own joke before packing his briefcase and taking off for his next appointment. Hyunjin sighs.
โThat was brutal...I think maybe I should start studying with Jeongin after all.โ
Felix gives him a small smile, more lost in his thoughts than anywhere else. โYa think?โ
โYeahโฆโ He lists his head, slumping down into the now empty seat beside him. โYou wanna grab food and play Ultrascape at my place?โ
โCanโt. Got work.โ He gives him a skeptical look. โI thought you had a date tonight?โ
Hyunjin sighs...again. โIt got cancelled. Something about a...time of the month, something?โ
โ......โย
Felix lets it go. Heโs not much feeling up to getting into that conversation right now.ย
โWelp, Iโm sorry to hear that. Why donโt you go study with Jeongin?โ
โNow?โ
โ...Yes, now. Finals are next week.โ
โNo way, man. I meant later, like, in the future.โ
He rolls his eyes, walking around the boy. โThe future is now, as they say. Iโll see you later.โ
Out in the hall his mind begins to wander, as it normally does when heโs got his earbuds in and the late afternoon sun on his face. His thoughts spiral in a spectrum of colors, each color a new mood, a different possibility; every one connected to you.
The drive goes roughly the same, and when he parks in his usual spot outside of True Bloom florists thereโs a vibration in his pocket. He pulls out his phone toโฆ
...more annoying nonsense.
โฆโฆโฆโฆย
Itโs the only thing he can think about โtil closing time.
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That night when you get home, you notice a few glitches in Ultrascape that make you think back to what Felix had mentioned the day before, about Clash of Enforce producing a horrible glitch and saved data-eating virus. You tell yourself itโs nothing, shutting off your light to go to bedโฆ
And then you get a text from...an unknown number.
And see him tomorrow you would. But not in a way you were expecting.
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The following morning you wake up on time for once; itโs an important day, after all. Your first day on the job.
You dress properly as Jaemin had instructed you to do so on the ride home yesterday, but go the extra mile just to be sure you make the best first impression: collared button-down shirt, steam-pressed with not a wrinkle in sight, black mid-length skirt, a pair of small work heels and your hair pressed back with a simple black headband. A careful application of natural makeup disguised as a light dusting of such and youโre good to go with a blueberry muffin and a small cup of coffee on your way out the door.
You only make it one step as you notice itโs rather dark and shady for a supposedly sunshiny day.ย
Then you look up right into the face of a freckled-faced college boy dressed in a Uni t-shirt and old, baggy jeans.
โFelix?โ
Holy crap he was close. Youโd nearly stepped on his foot coming out, and now your face was treading awfully close to the border.
You quickly swing back into the foyer, taking in his tired-eyed/messy-haired/late-night-studying aesthetic. Except you knew heโd been up gaming instead; had he been up all night? โYou look awful-- I mean!โ You shake your head. โYou lookโฆโ
...Like a trainwreck. A cute trainwreck. But still a trainwreck. Could trainwrecks even be cute?
โUmโฆโ
He was just staring at you. Completely locked in another dimension.
โFelixโฆ?โ You wave your hand in front of his face. Snap your fingers a few times. Hesitantly nudge his shoulder. Give him a tap to the cheek, then a light slap.ย
โGah!โ He jumps, causing you to squeal and jump also, your breakfast nearly staining your Best First Impression. Then he groans, rubbing his tired eyes. โAh...sh*t, Iโm sorry (y/n)...โ
You release a breath, regathering yourself. โItโs alright...is everything okay?โ
โ......โ He shrugs lazily after a moment, looking rather depressed. โI actually...I came over becauseโฆโ
โYesโฆ?โ
โ......โ
โ......โ
His face appears to be attempting to formulate words, but heโs clearly caught in a hazy fog of sleep deprivation. At this point youโre going to be late for work. You try not to sound too annoyed as you egg him on.
โYeeees?โ
He scrunches his nose. โ...I wanted to know if--โย
His words stop abruptly, eyes coming into focus as if suddenly seeing you for the first time.
โ...Are you going to the courthouse or something?โ
You chuckle and shake your head, dusting off any stray grass or pollen that wandered in from outside. โNo. Iโm on my way to work.โ
โWork?โ
โYeah.โ
โYou got a job?โ
โYeahโฆโ
A look of horror comes to slowly creep across his face, but you have no idea why. Next heโs studying your outfit again, glaring hard as if trying to see through you.
It makes you pretty uncomfortable, even if it is someone youโd normally trust.
โFelixโฆ? What are you--โ
โWhat is it?โ
You blink. โHuh?โ
โYour job. What is it?โ
Why does he sound so worried...? Your face is beaming with pride anyway, ready to dish out your new title. Surprisingly and to your disappointment, though, Felix only looks more uncomfortable and...almost concerned. Definitely concerned. Itโs the same look your brother gives you when you tell him you wanna drive to the ice cream parlor by yourself during rush hour or take a late night stroll through the park. โIf you must know, starting today Iโm now officially--โ
Incoming call from: Jaemin.
Speaking of such... โ...Uh, I have to take this. Can we maybe talk outsi--?โ
โItโs okay. Iโll come back later.โ
You answer the phone, but immediately put it on hold, the two of you stepping out toward the driveway. โOh, no, itโs okay, I have a few minutes.โ
Felix smiles at you from over his shoulder. Kind of sadly. โNah, itโs cool. I honestly donโt really know why I came over in the first place. I just...had a lot on my mind, and found myself skipping class to drive clear out here.โ
Your mouth falls agape. โYou skipped class?!โ What you wouldnโt give to be attending classes again like a normal student, making friends, complaining about homework and midterms and finals.
โYeah. Not the first time either,โ he laughs...then chews on his lip. โ...But also not ideal. I should probably get back.โ
He continues making his way back to his old silver Camaro parked rather crooked on the curb, and you frown at his retreating backside, wondering what on earth could be going on inside that exhausted, ingenious head of his. โYou should take the day off and get some rest. You lookโฆโ
โAwful, I know.โ
โNo! No, never awful...I meantโฆโ Youโre searching for the word, but all you can think of is โdeadass tired and blatantly depressed.โ Also cute...and also...kind ofโฆโฆย
Felix gives you a small, playful push, and smirks. Still managing to look beautiful despite being deadass tired and blatantly depressed. โIโll see you around. Iโll redeem myself then.โ
โ...Okay.โ
And then heโs clambering in his car and slightly swerving away. Youโre so worried about making sure he doesnโt crash into a tree or a stop sign that you almost forget you left Jaemin on hold.
โJaemin?โ
โ(Y/n)! Geez, you gave me a fright!โ
โ...gave you a fright?โ
A sonorous of voices and clitter-clatter fill up the background on the other end of the line: File cabinets closing. Printers beeping. Papers being sorted and shuffled from one destination to the next. โYes. Iโve been worried about you all morning. Did you make it to the frat house yet? I mean...the house?โ
You make your way to your car, pausing just before opening the door as you remember what Jaemin said about you driving, then roll your eyes to hail a cab. โNo, Jae, not yet. I just left the house a few minutes ago. Iโm hailing a cab right now.โ
โA cab? ...Iโll come get you.โ
โNo, no, Jae--โ
โIโm leaving the office now, Iโll be there in twenty minutes--โ
โJaemin!โ You groan. โItโs fine! I can take care of myself. You canโt miss anymore work, Iโll be okay.โ
โ...Only if youโre sure.โ
โIโm sure.โ
Silence. Then he sighs.
โ...Why are you leaving the house so late anyway? Is everything okay? You didnโt have an episode or anythingโฆ?โ
โNo.โ You grunt. โFelix stopped by.โ
โFelix?โ
โYeah, remember? The boy who was over last time you were here?โ
They had met, hadnโt they? You try thinking back to Jaeminโs last visit the other dayโฆ
โOh, right. The lanky kid with the passive attitude.โ He pauses. โYou two arenโt...dating or anything, are you?โ
โ...That was Han. And no, we arenโt.โ
โOh. Thatโs a relief...โ
Your cab arrives. โI gotta go. My ride is here.โ
โStay on the phone with me until you get there.โ
โJaeminโฆโ
Was it always going to be like this? โฆ
One day at a time, (y/n). One day at a time. You have plenty of time to prove yourself, starting now.
โFine, just...text me as soon as you get there. And I mean--โ
โYeah, I know. Bye.โ
You hang up the moment the door shuts, the cab venturing into frat boy territory.
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Hello! This is Admin Tay. I am so excited to make this because Iโm so excited to have accepted the admins on the blog, they are both very talented individuals and theyโre going to bring different styles to the blog so Iโm really stoked. Anyway, Iโm ramblingโฆunder the cut you will find a ton of info on all the admins so pleaseโฆcontinue. This will be updated as the other two or three admins join the blog :)
Applications are here xxย for anyone who wants to join~
Name: Admin T-Swizzle Swag or Admin Tay
Position: Owner/Writer/Updater
The content you create: Scenarios, Fake Texts, Fake Snaps, Reactions, Audios and Iโm working on perfecting moodboards and video imagines.
Genres you work in: Smut, Fluff, Angst
Biases:
Maknae Line (BTS)
Kihyun, Jooheon, Changkyun (Monsta X)
Youngjae and BamBam (Got7)
Changbin, Jisung, Hyunjin (Stray Kids)
Hoshi, Jeonghan, Seungkwan, WoonWoo, Minghao (Seventeen)
Chanyeol, Kyungsoo (EXO)
Mark, Taeyong, Johnny, Yuta, Jaehyun, Taeil (Nct 127)
Wonshik, Taekwoon (VIXX)
Mark, Jisung, Jeno, Chenle (Nct Dream)
Mark, Ten, Taeyong, Jaehyun, Taeil (Nct U)
Kisu, Cory (24k)
Hanbin, Bobby, Junhoe (Ikon)
Moonbin, Mj, Rocky, JinJin (Astro)
Kino, Yeo One (Pentagon)
BigBang as a whole (itโs so hard to choose among these kings)
SHINee as a whole (haha how am I supposed to choose between these kings?)
Yongguk, Zelo (B.a.p)
YoungK (Day6)
Other groups/solo artists:
Jay Park
Zico
Dean
DPR live
Monster Woo
Christian Yu
Affiliated fandoms:
24U, Aroha, Baby, VIP, ARMY, My Day, EXO-L, I-Got7, IKONIC, Monbebe, Nctzen, Universe, Carat, Shawol, Starlight, (No official name for Stray Kids),
UB:
I donโt have one :(
UB bias wrecker:
I donโt have one :(
Personal blogs:
Well, this is one of my personal blogs, so howdy.
Age:
16
Gender:
female
Sexual orientation:
pansexual
Height:
5'7
Star sign:
Scorpio
Hobbies:
Writing, playing softball, reading, corrupting my friends with kpop, spamming friends with kpop memes,
Favorite American artists/bands:
Too many to name tbh, I just like what I like,
Favorite food(s):
I like all foods besides Sushi, I donโt like the taste of the rice on the Sushi Rolls,
Favorite drink(s):
Dr.Pepper,
Favorite color(s):
I donโt even fucking know, I like all colors, shades, sign me the fuck upโrecently Iโve been liking yellow more than anything though,
Favorite animal(s):
Doggos, Kitties, Lions, Shark Whales
3 facts about me:
1.) I am the oldest on my momโs side and the youngest on my dadโs side,
2.) I live with my mother and my step-dad who might as well be my real dad because heโs the real MVP stepping in and what not,
3.) I have a reputation for being scary, threatening but Iโm actually really soft and caring and only get mad if youโre annoying, a bully, or walk too slow in the hallways.
**I write for all the groups listed above under biases and for all soloists above :)
Name: Admin Deby (sorry for the gif, my pictures arenโt that pretty ^^)
Position: Admin/Writer
The content you create: Scenarios, Moodboards, probably gonna try reactions now that Iโm here, but who knows lol
Genres you work in: Smut, Fluff, Angst
Biases:
ot7 (BTS)
ot7 (GOT7)
ot4 (Mamamoo)
ot7 (Victon)
Jisung, Felix, Chan (Stray Kids)
Minghao, SeungCheol, Hoshi, WoonWoo (Seventeen)
Baekhyun, Suho, Xiumin (EXO)
Lisa (Blackpink)
ot5 (Day6)
Wonho, Shownu, Minhyuk (Monsta X)
Donghae, Leeteuk, Yesung, Ryeowook, Kyuhyun (Super Junior)
Moonbin, JinJin, Eunwoo (Astro)
Yongguk, Zelo (B.a.p)
Min Hyuk, Jong Hyun (CNBlue)
Other groups/solo artists:
Big Bang
Shinee
Zico
IU
Red Velvet
Henry
Myteen
Affiliated fandoms:
ARMY, I-Got7, Alice, MooMoo, ELF, (No official name for Stray Kids)
UB:
Jungkook (BTS)
UB bias wrecker:
Seokjin (BTS)
Donghae (Super Junior)
Personal blogs:
@btsaeipathy
Age:
26
Gender:
female
Sexual orientation:
heterosexual
Height:
5'4
Star sign:
Pisces
Hobbies:
Writing, reading, watching series, movies and asian dramas, talking with my friends
Favorite American artists/bands:
I donโt actually have favorite artists/bands since I like random songs everywhere lol
Favorite food(s):
(same as Tay ^^)
Favorite drink(s):
Coffee
Favorite color(s):
Blue, black, lilic
Favorite animal(s):
Doggos, Kitties, Wolves, Eagles, Tigers (and basically most of the members of the cat family, like lynx, cheetah, etc.)
3 facts about me:
1.) Iโve only met 2-3 people older than me in this world of tumblr fanfics (if youโre older or same age, please let me know, I feel like an ancient lol)
2.) I donโt like to cook so I still live with my parents bc my mom does it for me (and I also donโt have to pay rent which is good for my savings ^^)
3.) Iโm a soft, shy girl who actually love to make new friends (and I care about all of them
**I write for all the groups listed above under biases and for all soloists above :)
Name: Admin Kat or just Kat
Position: Admin/Writer
The content you create: Scenarios, Moodboards, Reactions, fake snaps
Genres you work in: Smut, Fluff, Angst
Biases:
Namjoon and Taehyung ( BTS )
ot7 (GOT7)
G-dragon, Daesung ( Bigbang )
Bobby and Junhoe (Ikon )
S.coups, Vernon, DK and Jeonghan (Seventeen)
Sehun, Kai, Yixing (EXO)
Jennie (Blackpink)
ot5 (Day6)
Wonho, Shownu, Kihyun (Monsta X)
Donghae, Leeteuk, Heechul, Eunhyuk (Super Junior)
Taemin, Jonghyun ( Shinee)
Other groups/solo artists:
Zico
Jay Park
Giriboy
Sunmi
Hyuna
Winner
Affiliated fandoms:
I-Got7,ARMY,ELF, VIP, Shawol, IKONIC, Monbebe
UB:
G-Dragon (Bigbang)
UB bias wrecker:
Jinyoung ( GOT7)
Personal blogs:
@k-pop-and-drop-it
Age:
16
Gender:
female
Sexual orientation:
I got no idea
Height:
5'2
Star sign:
Gemini
Hobbies:
Writing, reading, watching stuff , Learning Languages
Favorite American artists/bands:
Arctic Monkeys ( Theyโre English I know)
The Neighbourhoodย
Favorite food(s):
Unlike the other two admins, my asian ass loves rice and I love Sushi. I also really enjoy the combination of chicken and rice.
Favorite drink(s):
Coffee, Cranberry and apple tea ( HNG this shit so good, got me seeing stars)
Favorite color(s):
Lavender, Baby blue, a bright orange
Favorite animal(s):
Dogs!!!( my cutie puppy Tofu ) , Kitties, Wolves, Pikas and owls
3 facts about me:
1. I am super energetic. Iโm literally like a bunny on crack and a huge morning person. I actively seek out thrill and love an impromptu adventure or a party.
2. I actually started learning korean before I got into kpop. Its been a solid journey and I really hope to got study there in about a year
3. Iโm Multiligual! and I digest languages really quickly so I dabble in some Japanes, chinese and Russian too!
Name: Admin Bethany
Position: Admin/Writer
The content you create: Scenarios, reactions, sometimes snaps,
Genres you work in: Smut, Fluff, Angst
Biases: OH MY LORD ASDFGHJKL
Kihyun - Monsta X
Xiumin, Chen, Sehun (debatable Luhan) - EXO
Yoongi - BTS
Jinyoung - GOT7
G-dragon, Seungri - Bigbang
Joshua, Woozi, Wonwoo - Seventeen
Jennie, Jisoo -ย Blackpink
Onew - Shinee
Rocky - Astro
Zelo - B.A.P.
others Iโm sure, I just cant think rn.
UB: Kihyun - Monsta X
UB wrecker: Suga - BTS
Personal blogs: @kihyunsbreazy17
Age: 16
Sexual Orientation: beats me.
Star Sign: Aries
Hobbies:
Writing, reading, culinary, makeup, musical theatre
Favorite American artists/bands:
honestly no clueโฆ prolly like Cardi B.. and uhh.. some others? I donโt have much of favorites tbh
Favorite food(s):
seafood, and blueberry scones. not togetherโฆ.ew hhahahaa.
Favorite drink(s):
code red mtn dewโฆ uhhhโฆ. apple juice.
Favorite color(s):
teal (on the greener side) and burgundy/maroon, also any muted colors.
Favorite animal(s):
cats, pigs,
3 facts about me:
1. Iโm a living meme. Iโm really sensitive and shy tbh.
2. lowkey obsessed with Lab Rats, Iโm almost 17 nd I watch a kids show about bionic bitches, they better make new season.
3. my own personal blog isnโt working out and it makes me sad. utterly grateful to be accepted here 3.
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