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justwonder113 · 2 months

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Showering Seungmin with affection Part 2

First part right here

Bang Chan; Lee Know ; Changbin; Hyunjin; Han; Felix; IN;

Summary: While wide awake thinking about your poor life choices and even poorer choice in men the least thing you expect is for Seungmin to call you and ask for your help. Warnings: Not really accurate to name, because to be honest I never once considered writing the second part while writing the first one but once I got all these requests about writing continuation I just knew I had to do it; LOADS of cursing, like really, I have no shame; Idiots in love; Reader is whipped but is in denial; Emotionaly reserved reader; Denial is a river in Egypt you are in love! Like really, reader really tries their best to fight it while also not? I hope it makes sense once you read it it's like 3 am I can't think better. Reader is an overthinker. Seungmin has a headache. Shy Seungmin for a moment (Coudln't help myself) I can't think of anything else, If I missed something please let me know. Unedited. Word count-3.5k

This was fucking ridiculous! To think that two whole months went by since your vocation and here you were at two am wide fucking awake still thinking about kissing Kim Seungmin!

You still had no idea what kind of bug bit you for you to ask so recklessly, but here you were still stressing over it. But, really why were you still thinking about it? It was in the past, you were both drunk, there was chemistry and tension so you made out end of story! Why were you making such a big deal out of it? Why now? Two months went by, both of you, mostly you,(no really, you) made a conscious decision to act like nothing happened. And if were were being honest this meant that you avoided Seungmin like the plague because you knew he wanted to talk.

Okay, you were not ignorant of your feelings, and, as much as you hated the mere idea of it you liked Kim Seungmin. No big deal, it's just a crush, it will surely go away pretty soon, you just need to wait.

Okay, you liked him, quite a lot, it wasn't just a crush and you absolutely hated the fact. Why him? Anyone would be a better choice but him! What the hell was wrong with you?! Here you were all pouty and shit because, despite the fact that you were the one avoiding him, you actually missed him. God, this was so ridiculous!

To be or not to be that is the question, well in your case the question is how to stop liking someone, because you were already sick of this shit. Also, to be real, there's no way things could work out between you two. You were always fighting and at each other's throats, you have said to each other most vile and meanest words ever in the heat of an argument. The point was, that there was no peace when you two were involved, you two always disagreed on everything and if you were to get into a relationship how would that work? You didn't want to fight back and forth with a person you call your boyfriend. It also didn't help that both of you were too fucking stubborn for your own good backing down was not in your dictionary. You didn't want to be in a relationship like that. Okay, relationship sounded too serious, you didn't even know if he liked you back. He was attracted to you to some extent but you didn't know how he actually felt towards you. You hated this the most, you never knew what he was thinking, what his deal was. He was a walking mystery. An open book at first sight but full of secrets once you got to know him. Maybe that's why you were drown to him, but was it a smart move from your side?

You didn't know what his deal was, whether he liked you back an that's why he kissed you back and taunted and flirted with you or whether this was one of his little games he liked to play. Even if his intentions were genuine, it wasn't like he was this villain mastermind bad guy, you didn't feel like you could be at ease with him and security in relationship was something you deeply valued. And If he was actually pulling something you would walk right into his trap and in the fit of rage you would have to murder him, and going into prison wasn't your go to plan in the near future at least.

Why did he have to be so confusing? Literally things would be so much easier if were to fall for someone else, literally anyone, but no, you had to be difficult.

He made you question everything and it really terrified you.

You sighed and turned into your bed. Fucking Kim Seungmin making you stay up this late at night, even while not here he managed and pissed you off. You did wonder what was he up to? Probably sleeping, any sane person would be asleep right now.

Maybe he was up thinking about you too?

Okay you were feeding your delusions now. There's no way he would lose a minute of sleep for you. It would be fun though if you were tormenting him like he was tormenting you right now.

That being said your phone lit up from incoming call, and what shocked you more was to see that the little devil himself was calling you.

Did you manifest this? Should you pick up? No way. What was he thinking calling you at this ungodly hour? You were not even close! You could pretty much be asleep and seeing your seventh dream of the night right now. What a selfish prick!

You still picked up the phone, and tried to sound as groggy as you could, acting as if he woke you up(fuck principles I guess). "Why the fuck are you awake?" His quiet chuckle made you pout even more, you could clearly imagine him smiling at his phone being all cute and shit and it made you even more huffy now.

"I could ask you the same thing sunshine." He purred clearly amused.

"I was asleep thank you very much." You sighed maybe he really needed your help and that's why he was calling. "Someone better be dying."

"First of all I know you're awake Your lights are on, and well about someone dying, would it still matter if the dying person was me?"

You shot out of bed, phone still in your hand and ran towards your window. Seungmin immediately saw you and waved at you small smile adorning his face. You wanted to question him but before you could ask he started talking, "I didn't know where else to go." You didn't know what to say.

"Come inside."

Seungmin agreed and you hung up. You had no clue what was going on. If it was an emergency why did he come to you? You could never understand him! You quickly looked around if there was anything out of place not that you had time to tidy up. Thankfully you cleaned up the house, insomnia sometimes had it's perks.

After hearing a soft knock you rushed to your door and opened it. Seungmin looked a bit pale but other than that nothing was out of ordinary. He had a blank face which was confusing you even more. "I bought you snacks." he showed you a packet full of your favourite goodies. Did he actually know they were your favorite? Was this a coincidene? Did he also happened to have a great taste? Were you overthinking a bag of snacks?-Probably.

"Thank you for the offer, I shall grant you passage." You tried to sound as dramatic as possible, Seungmin smiled at you. Weirdo. After letting him in the house you examined him again, but still nothing was out of normal. You let him sit on the couch while you sat in front of him. The silence was so awkward that you started munching on one of the snacks. You offered him some, but he softly shook his head. "What's wrong?"

"Are you worried about me?" He gasped softly as if he coudln't believe what he was hearing. He was spending way too much time with Hyunjin, all dramatic and for what?" You decided to take the matter into your hands.

"No I just want to know what to tell the police if you really do die in my house." Seungmin gave you a small smile again. You coudln't name what was off but he really didn't look like himself today.

You slowly approached him not breaking the eye contact, quietly asking for consent to touch him. He looked at you with wide eyes, not saying anything, you softly touched his cheeks, then his forehead, you even touched your own forehead to make sure but no he didn't have a fever. His eyes were a bit more red and slightly irritated and, as you said, he looked paler than usual. "What's wrong?" He looked at you but quickly looked away as if he couldn't look you in the eyes. He almost looked bashful.

After a while he muttered out something about a headache and how he couldn't sleep at all.

"God I can't believe you, you should have called not go all the way to come here or you could have called a doctor! You could've bought some painkillers instead of worrying about bringing snacks! God Seungmin!" You kept yapping about how dangerous it was for him to wander around while in pain and everything, but on the inside you kind of hoped he knew that you were not mad, just worried.

"I know, I just"-he paused thinking over his next words, "I knew I had to see you. I didn't know where else to go. At first I went out to clear my head, next thing I knew I was in front of your house." He looked like he really was in pain.

You two sat in silence for a minute or two, you were about to get up to get some painkillers for him and maybe some hot tea but he stopped you, well more likely looked at you with pleading eyes and you just couldn't move.

"Can I hug you?" You must have been visibly stunned because he quickly backed down. "I'm sorry I didn't want to make you uncomfortable. God! I don't even know what I'm doing and..." You didn't let him finish his ramble, as if your body moved on its own, you sat beside him and softly wrapped your hands around him, slowly bringing him against your body as if he was fragile and could break any moment. Seungmin Immediately relaxed once he rested his head on your shoulder and also wrapped his hands around your waist. You let him be. It felt like your heart would jump right out of your ribcage and despite being terrified that he could also hear just what he did to you, you felt weirdly at peace holding him like this. You must have lost your mind. A minute ago you were preaching yourself how you should stay away from him and how you and him had no job being together. How ironic.

You just sat there holding each other, you didn't even know how much time you spent like this, both of you barely moving, just you sometimes patting his shoulder as if to remind him that you were with him and maybe also because you liked touching him. With every little pat he squeezed you a little, which, not going to lie, you found endearing.

Some more moments passed before he decided that it was time to start talking. "I'm sorry."

"What are you sorry for?"

He sighed, his breath his breath hitting your neck made you shiver. He straightened up, it was weird letting him go, it felt like you were missing something.

"You made it clear that you didn't want to deal with me after that night..." -He paused and looked away, it was really dark in the room illuminated by only one lamp so maybe you were just being delusional, but was he blushing? - " and here I am now, disturbing you... I should go." He got up and started heading to the door but you stopped him.

"Where are you going?" He looked at you all baffled and confused, he looked much more awake right now.

"Home?" He sounded so unsure. You quickly shook your head.

"You're staying here, it's late and you're in pain. There's no way I am letting you go!" You stated sternly, he looked really ashamed which made you soften up a little. "Listen I know things got messy between us after that night and I shouldn't have just avoided you like that, but you need to stay here. That or we're going to a nearby clinic! There's no way I am leaving you alone. Better choose wisely." He looked unsure, but once he saw that you were not going to back down he gave in.

"Okay you win." He was clearly unamused to say this words, you, on the other hand were literally thriving.

"Of course I do." He wanted to say something back but you didn't let him. You started leading him back inside "Listen up big guy, I am going to make you a tea, were going to eat some snacks and you're going to take some painkillers and then we're going to sleep sound good?"

"As you wish sunshine." He had his goofy smile on. It totally didn't make your heart do a backflip, not at all.

You got to work, you sat him down on the sofa while you started preparing things. Soon enough you were happily munching on your snacks with some hot tea. Seungmin seemed like he was in a better mood he even teased you for almost burning yourself with hot water. Well of course after fretting over you like a worried mother hen and making sure you were all right. It was like you were seeing a whole new side of him, it was different and you liked it. You felt calm sitting here with him, calm, just existing. It felt kind of domestic. It reminded you when you were laying in snow then just watching snow fall on the ground. It was a miracle you didn't catch a cold. You couldn't imagine you could do mundane things like this with him, without fighting, without the urge to strangle him to shut him up.

Once you were done and Seungmin did admit that he was feeling better it was time to go to bed, which was when things got a little bit awkward.

"I will sleep on the couch, I don't want to disturb you more than I already have." You rolled your eyes why was he still yapping about disturbing you and stuff.

"Sure if you want backpain along with your headache. We're both adults, I think we can sleep in the same bed. It's not a big deal." Yup you were totally fine with this. Absolutely, yes, of course! You were going to sleep in the same bed as him, no biggie. Who were you even kidding? You were absolutely dying inside. How did you manage to find yourself into this situation was beyond you. It was late to back down now. You already blurted this out, so you should stick to it.

You quickly left him to get him some clothes to change into, Yes, you ran away, but you preferred to call it a tactical retreat.

Here you were now tho, nowhere to run, in the same bed as him, with him just laying there in your oversized t-shirt and looking at you with confused eyes. Why did he have to look at you like that? It was enough you felt like the butterflies in your stomach were like breakdancing sumo wrestlers, but this? Was he always this adorable? His cheeks looked wxtra dquishy, his eyes looked extra sparkly, his lips... extra kissable.

This was too much! You felt bipolar from the way you wanted to feel his lips against yours again and kiss him sensless while also wanting to run away from here because you were scared you were actually going to do it.

"I don't get you sometimes." He muttered out and turned fully towards you, his gaze was so intense you thought you felt it burn your skin. For a second you felt afraid he knew what you were thinking just now.

It makes two of us-you thought, while you were complaining not getting what his deal was, you also couldn't fully understand what you were getting at right now. It felt like your every move was contradicting each other, and this push and pull situation you were creating was also starting to bother you.

Based on your lack of reaction Seungmin decided to continue talking his voice low, almost whispering. "You say that laying in the same bed is no big deal and here you are about to fall out of bed trying to stay far from me as possible yet at the same time look at me with this lovint eyes, you said that us kissing wasn't a big deal, but you spend next two months avoiding even breathing near me. Do you hate the idea of us being something this much?" You finally turned and looked into his eyes, full of longing waiting for your answer, pleading with you. You knew you had to say the truth. You couldn't run out of this one.

"I'm confused and scared" you hated how vulnarable you felt, how open, but you felt like you just had to say this. Not for him, not really, but for you. For once you wanted to show to tell just what you were feeling. Just truth without any filters, without altering it.

Seungmin held your hand, the warm touch of his hand made you feel even more vulnerable but at least somewhat grounded. You were grateful for the ounce of courage it gave you. "I'm scared too. I've never felt more confused in my life. I couldn't sleep or eat normally for days, why do you think that night didn't affect me too? All I can think about it you! What are you up to, what are you doing? What are you thinking. Every little thing reminds me of you. I felt like shit today, and the only person I could think of was you, I knew I had to see you. I haven't even realized when I started walking. I was in my house laying awake in my bed. The next thing I knew, I was in front of your house with a bad full of snacks I know you love. I didn't even know I knew these things about you. At least I wasn't aware of it." He sighed as if trying not to stray away from his course and calm himself he looked into your eyes again, his hand tightly holding yours. "Let's start by simple things. We don't have to rush anything. I like you, a lot. I don't regret at all making out with you that night. I like you. Maybe I feel even more, but I won't use that word now. Neither of us is ready." It was like you forgot how to brethe. You never expected Seungmin to open up like to you. Maybe this was all a dream, but since when were dreams so realistic?

Seungmin smiled at you, maybe he noticed something about you that you haven't noticed yet. "I know we've mixed up the order, according to our friends we've bickered like an old married couple, we've made out and well I'm literally in your bed right now," you couldn't help but laugh at his comment, you smacked his arm with your free hand. "What I'm saying is that we've messed up order of things, yes, but I want to make things right between us. What do you say about giving us a chance? Will you go out with me?" God what a dork, you couldn't help but smile.

"Can I hug you?" Seungmin clearly didn't expect to be hit with the same question he asked you when he got here, but despite his surprise, he immediately opened his arms. Feeling a bit brave, you scooted closer and got between his arms. It felt nice, his arms holding you tight, his head on top of yours, your face on his chest feeling the warmth of his skin through soft material of his (your) shirt. The shirt smelled like your laundry detergent but it already started smelling like Seungmin and it soothed you. You had no idea when did you associate his smell with comfort but you were not mad about it. You also felt how hard his heart was beating. You weren't delusional after all huh.

"You better take me to a nice place on our date Seungmin. Don't make me regret giving us a chance." You could've said it better but this was all you mastered to mutter out. Seungmin hugged you tighter, now even enterwinning your legs together. You felt at peace. Like everything was at it's place right now.

"Wouldn't even dream of it sunshine." He kissed your forehead. You looked up at him. He looked really cute with his cheek smushed up on your pillow, with messy hair and with your shirt. You couldn't help but lean in and softly seal your lips together which were as soft and nice as you remembered.

You had a feeling you wouldn't really regret giving you two a chance, you just had to wait and see.

A/N- I can't believe I have finished writing this. It's definitely more different than I usually write and I really hope you'll like it. Feedback and reblogs are greatly appreciated ❤️

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skzdreamz · 1 year

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Feeling better?

Fluff, smut MDNI!

Pairing: idol!Hyunjin x fem!reader

Warnings: penetration, unprotected sex, petnames, praising, cussing

Word count: 2.0K+

you've been a good friend to all the stray kids boys for a long time, but especially Jeongin. he's the reason you got to meet the members and that's why their fans are aware of the good friendship you have with each other. as you spent more time with the whole group you grew closer to Hyunjin and one thing led to another. you are now dating for a little over 7 months and you've never been happier.

the only hard part about dating Hyunjin was his schedule and the fact that Stays don't know about your relationship just yet. the company wanted to keep it a secret, because they just announced their world tour and they were afraid Stays would be disappointed.

yesterday was the last day of their tour and they got some time off. everyone agreed on going on a trip to Jeju after having worked so hard these past couple of months. you really missed having Hyunjin by your side, so when he asked you if you wanted to tag along you almost flew in his arms from excitement.

as you were packing your suitcase you notice Hyunjin walking into the room and kneeling beside you. "hi baby, are you almost done?" he asked as he rubs your back. "yes, I'm just finishing up, I'll come downstairs in a bit" you say.

after a couple more minutes you walk down the stairs all dressed up and with your suitcase in your hand. "y/n give me it, don't carry such heavy things on your own, just ask me okay?", he says as he grabs the suitcase from you and walks down the stairs. you couldn't help but look at his muscular arms as he was holding the suitcase. you got a familiar warm feeling in your stomach. "damn.. I guess I really missed him", you mumble to yourself.

it was a short trip to the airport and an even shorter trip to Jeju. by the time you arrived it was around 11 am. you all decided to go to the beach house first and unpack your stuff before doing anything else.

Chan's sister Hannah was invited as well, because they didn't want you to feel lonely being the only girl. you really enjoy spending time with Hannah, so you were excited to hear she was coming as well. you and Hannah ran to the house together to pick the best rooms. Hannah will be sharing a room with Chan, Felix with Seungmin, Jeongin with Jisung, Minho with Changbin and of course Hyunjin and you will be sharing a room together.

you and Hannah immediately claimed the two rooms with the sea view. as you were enjoying the view Hyunjin crept up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. "so beautiful..." he said as he rested his head on your shoulder. you hum "yes I feel like we all needed this to get away from reality for a moment"

you turn around in his arms so you're now facing him as you speak "I've missed you, you know? I'm happy we finally get to spend some time together". he feels his heart swell with love as he looks at you. he smiles warmly and places a sweet kiss on your lips. "yes, me too baby, me too"

"ehm? are you guys done with being all touchy we want to get some food" Seungmin says as he looks at you with a disgusted face. you giggle as you grab Hyunjin's hand and drag him out of the room with you. "I'm pretty hungry, can't wait to eat some good Jeju food.." Hyunjin says. he leans closer to your ear and whispers "..and you" he moves his head away from you and winks at you. you feel your cheeks getting red as you playfully slap him on the chest.

after a nice walk you finally arrive at the restaurant. you all take a seat and you decide to sit next to Hannah since you haven't seen each other for a very long time. "sooo I heard there's a cocktail bar nearby, wanna grab a drink tonight? we got to have at least one girl night right?" you say as you nudge her with your elbow. "yes! of course, I'll have to borrow one of your dresses though, I didn't plan on going out" she says. you nod in approval as you discuss your plans for the rest of the day.

after eating lunch you get back to the house and change into your bathing suits. the weather is nice so you all decide to go to the beach to relax on your first day there. as you were walking together, Hyunjin comes up to you and intertwines his hand with yours. he gives you a sweet smile as you look up at him.

you arrive at the beach and you immediately go for the water. Felix, Hyunjin and Hannah were right behind you. before you can even dive in the water you feel Hyunjin wrap his arms around you and turning you around so you're facing him. he lifts you up and you wrap your legs around his waist. you take his face in between your hands and give him a quick peck on his nose. "I haven't been able to really kiss you for so long and I only get one on my nose? I won't accept that", he says as starts attacking your face with kisses.

you giggle as you try to grab his face again. you finally manage to stop him and you look him in the eyes. you feel like no one else is there but the two of you. looking into his eyes, you see comfort, love, adoration. you never thought you would feel the kind of love you get from him.

"hmm.. pretty girl, what are you thinking about?" his eyes soften again as you move your hands to the back of his neck and kiss him once more. "I just love you" you hum against his lips.

"I love you more y/n"

"no you don't"

"want me to show you?"

"show me..? how?"

without saying anything he carries you out of the water. as he drops you to your feet he starts grabbing your stuff. "you're done swimming already? wanna play ball with us?", Jisung asks. "no she's not feeling well, so we'll see you later okay?", Hyunjin says as he finishes up grabbing your stuff. Jeongin looked at you guys confused before saying "she looked fine when she got here? do you need something? I can also bring her to the beach house so you-". Hyunjin cuts him off "no I'll bring her, have fun"

he grabs your hand and leads you back to the house. you already know what Hyunjin has in mind and you're glad he's initiating it, because you were too shy to say you've been craving him for these past few weeks. when you arrive at the house, he drops your stuff in the living room and takes you straight to the bedroom.

he immediately starts kissing you. he backs you up against the nearest wall and taps your thigh telling you to jump. you wrap your legs around his waist as he lets his lips travel down your jaw and to your neck. you gasp as he finds your sweet spot just below your ear.

"I've wanted this for so long and seeing you in that bikini made it so hard, you made me so hard" he says as he bucks his hips into yours. the contact of his hard member on your clothed cunt makes you whimper. you try to pull him even closer to you to get some pressure on your aching cunt.

"always so needy for me, hmm? pretty girl needs her boyfriend, hmm?" he says as he leaves more open mouthed kisses on your neck and collarbone. his kisses make you dizzy as you've been craving his lips since the moment you stepped into that car this morning. "can't talk baby? already too fucked out? I haven't even started" he chuckles. he carries you to the bed and lays you down. he hovers over you, lips inches away from yours. you try to catch his lips with yours, but he backs away. "I wanted to make love to you but, since you can't even speak to me, I guess I'll have to fuck your words out of you".

before you can even realize what he said, he kisses you harshly and you kiss him back immediately. his hands travel to your thighs as he gives them a squeeze. he parts his lips from you and removes your dress. "you have no idea how badly I wanted to rip this little bikini off of you" he groans. "well what keeps you from doing that?" you manage to say with a smirk.

as soon as those words left your mouth he discards your bikini and flips you so you're now laying on your stomach. he taps your ass "ass up pretty girl, you're in for a ride". you hear him taking off his swimwear painfully slow. "Hyunjin please, I need you". he rubs the head of his cock through your wet folds and before you can speak he sinks his cock into you without a warning.

"ahhh fuck y/n, you're so wet, always so ready for my cock huh?" he groans. your eyes roll to the back of your head and you struggle to keep your ass in the air. he notices and grabs your hips with his large hands so he's now supporting you. "please move baby". you feel his cock twitch inside your walls as you beg him to move.

he picks up a slow but steady pace, dragging the head of his cock deliciously between your walls. as much as you want to be quiet, you can't control your moans anymore. at the same time, you love to let him know how good he's making you feel. you reach for his hand behind your back to hold onto him as he fucks into you. he notices and slides his cock out of your cunt making you whimper at the loss of contact.

"don't worry baby girl, I'm not going anywhere. lay on your back for me will you?" he says as he guides you onto your back. he hovers over you and you notice his eyes are filled with lust and desire. you grab his face and bring him closer so you can capture his lips with yours. while kissing you, he guides his cock back into you. you gasp as he picks up the speed and he takes that as an opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth. your brain can't even comprehend what's going on. everything just feels too good.

"shit Hyun... cum.. please" you plead as you look into his eyes. "I know baby, me too" he reaches between your bodies as his hand finds your clit. he starts rubbing circles on your clit to help you reach your high. his every move makes you see stars and soon enough you feel your orgasm wash over you.

"you're clenching so hard, ahh, I'm cumming" he groans. "yes, inside please, give me everything" you beg as you tug on the hairs in his neck. that sends him over the edge and before you know it a loud moan escapes his lips as he paints your walls white.

he rolls onto his back as he catches his breath. "now that.. that was amazing" he looks to his side and he sees you looking up at the ceiling. you roll on your side and look at him "we should swim more often, don't you think?" you giggle as you stroke his arm. "yeah? you would like that wouldn't you?" he chuckles as he wraps his arms around your waist to bring your body closer to him.

after laying together for a couple minutes he finally gets up from the bed to grab a washcloth for you two. as he closes the door behind him he's greeted by Jeongin. "is she feeling better?"

"yeah, she is feeling much better now" he grins as he walks past the younger one.

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breadbar · 15 days

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Green tea in a Coffee Shop || Chapter One

Barista!Yang Jeongin x Reader

a/n: so this is my first time publishing anything ! sorry if its ooc, i tried my best ! hoping to turn this into a fully fledged story but it may just be a few chapters haha

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The rain pounded against the windows as Yang Jeongin stood nervously, waiting for the manager of Stay Cafe to finish his phone call. The weather was not helping his first day jitters.

“Sorry about that,” Bangchan chuckled as he hung up, rubbing the back of his neck. “Okay!” He clapped, making the younger boy jump slightly. “This is where you’ll spend most of your time until you’ve gotten the hang of everything.” He gestured to the cash register in front of them. “The baristas should have been here to train you twenty minutes ago, but they’re all pains in my ass.” He sighed before getting back on topic. “So have you worked a cafe before?”

“No, but I have made coffee?” Jeongin said, cringing at the way it came out.

“You don’t sound so sure.” Chan laughed before placing a hand on his shoulder. “Relax, kid. You’re gonna be fine, and even if you mess up…well who cares? Mistakes are normal.” He smiled down at Jeongin, who felt very comforted. Chan had a warm presence and it was starting to put him at ease. The sound of the door opening made the two look over.

“Morning boss.” A man with black hair walked into the cafe. Even though he was soaked from the rain he still looked extremely elegant. He looked out of place in this cozy little cafe, as if he should be posing for magazine covers rather than working as a barista. His dark eyes landed on Jeongin and the younger boy noticed the mischievous sparkle they held. “New guy?” He asked Chan.

“Don’t scare him.” Chan warned and the man snorted.

“Run while you can.” He leant over the counter to dramatically whisper to Jeongin. “The employees here…they’re-”

“They’re what?” Two other men walked in, one raising an eyebrow. The first man, a brunet, slightly scared the boy. He had a stoic demeanor and was glaring at the first guy like he was divulging the secrets of Fort Knox to Jeongin. The other man, a blond, was smiling at the first man and gave him a small wave. These men also looked far too stunning to be stuck serving coffees to strangers, but he couldn't judge. They probably had student loans to pay, like he did.

“They’re wonderful human beings.” The first man faked a smile, and the brunet by the door rolled his eyes.

“You’re a shitty actor.”

“And you’re stupid”

“Stupid? What are we? Five?”

“It was either that or Cu-” Chan cleared his throat loudly, gaining the attention of all parties.

“Nice of you three to show up. Let's go, we gotta open up shop. And one of you has to train Jeongin.'' Chan ordered. They all shuffled behind the counter as Chan went to his office, not before giving Jeongin's shoulder a comforting squeeze and wishing him good luck.

“Hey.” Jeongin jumped again, finally being addressed. It was the antagonizer from before. “I’m Seungmin.” Jeongin gave him a tight lipped smile. “That’s Felix, and the one who tried to scare you is Hyunjin.” Felix greeted him with a wave and a smile, much like how he greeted Hyunjin earlier. “You know how to do math, right?”

“Seungmin!” Felix said, giggling and smacking his shoulder. “Be nice!”

“It’s a genuine question. Do you?” Jeongin nodded. “Good. You’ll be on the register. It would be smart to wait for Minho to come in so he can train you.”

“Why couldn’t I do it?” Hyunjin said, furrowing his brows.

“Because all you can do is latte art.” Seungmin said matter-of-factly.

“I can do more than latte art!”

“Like what?” Hyunjin was about to retaliate when the door opened and a woman walked in.

“You guys do realize it's 9:10 and your sign is still flipped to closed?” She said before shaking her head to get the water out of her hair. She was holding on tightly to the strap of her bag.

“Y/n! Tell Seungmin how good I am at making coffee!” Y/n scoffed, walking up to the counter.

“Last time I asked you to make me a drink, you gave me a cup of cold water, showed me where the tea bags were, and then told me to put it in the microwave. I can’t really back you up here, Jinnie.” Her attention went to Felix, as she smiled. Jeongin couldn’t take his eyes off of her. Everything around him seemed to move in slow motion. He noticed how she scrunched up her nose when she smiled at Felix, and how her eyes flickered between the three boys so none of them would feel left out. Except for him, and Jeongin for once was happy about being left out. He didn't want her to see him staring! He would be mortified.

“Lix, Maia just finished those brownies from the recipe you recommended and she wants you to come by the shop today and try them.” Y/n trailed off as her eyes finally moved over to Jeongin, who felt his mouth go dry. Butterflies erupted in his stomach. “Who’s this?”

“Some new guy-”

“Yang Jeongin.” Jeongin spoke before he could stop himself, putting all attention onto him. His cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. “My name is Yang Jeongin.” He repeated, but softer this time. Y/n smiled at him.

“Nice to meet you, Yang Jeongin. I’m Y/n. My roommate's parents own the bakery next door, so I’m here a lot.”

“She’s Chan’s favorite employee.” Felix said with a grin. Jeongin wasn't fully processing Felix's words as he watched the way Y/n tucked some of her hair behind her ear. His heart stopped as she made eye contact with him again.

“It’s your first day, right? Sorry you got saddled with these losers.” Hyunjin dramatically put a hand over his heart.

“You wound me, Y/n. You wound me.” He said, before going limp against the counter and pretending to be dead. Felix let out a loud ‘No!’ and pretended to cry while clutching Hyunjin’s “dead” body.

“See what I mean?” That earned Y/n a swat on the arm from the now alive Hyunjin. “Good luck though! I’ll be in the booth over there if you need time away from them.” She pointed at the booth closest to the door. Jeongin smiled at her for the offer. He watched as she quickly flipped the closed sign to open for them before putting some earbuds in and pulling out a laptop. Felix started cleaning the different machines, and Hyunjin went to the bathroom to avoid setting up.

“Not even 30 minutes into his first shift and Jeongin's already got a crush.” Seungmin teased, crossing his arms. The younger boy looked at him with wide eyes and red cheeks.

“What are you talking about?” He said incredulously.

“Relax, dude. I’m messing with you.” He whispered that last part like it was a secret. “Besides, once you get to know her that initial phase wears off.” Hyunjin's head snapped towards Seungmin. The older boy was in on the opposite end of the room, but rushed over at the speed of light upon hearing that. He gripped Seungmins bicep tightly as he grinned like a maniac.

“Are you saying you had a crush on Y/n?” Seungmin gagged before lightly shoving Hyunjin off him.

“God no, I mean I thought she was cool at first. You can’t even get a crush that fast it’s like…scientifically impossible.”

“Okay Dr. Kim.” Felix snickered, smiling. “We should really get to work though.” Seungmin decided he'd be the one to train Jeongin on the register.

Since it was raining, and the cafe relied on foot traffic, his first shift was rather slow. Even though there weren't a lot of customers, the time went by rather quickly. He got to learn more about the boys, and girl, he'd be spending most of his time with. They all attended the same university, even Y/n and her roomate, which made sense since the cafe was within walking distance. Hyunjin was an art major and minored in dance, and he seemed very passionate about both. Felix was studying human relations, with the hopes to help those who are unable to help themselves. Seungmin, just like Jeongin, was a music major with a focus on vocals. The two actually had a few classes together without even realizing. According to the boys, Y/n was a marketing major and was assisting her roommate with running the bakery. The four were talking about all the different professors they've had until Y/n walked up to the counter again.

"Sorry to interrupt this bonding moment." She teased, leaning against the counter. She was so close to Jeongin that he could smell the perfume she used. She smelt like vanilla, with a small touch of mint.

"Good work day or bad work day?" Felix asked, crouching down to the cabinet that held the tea bags. Y/n let out a small sigh, picking at the skin around her nails.

"Bad. I keep getting stuck on this one part and it's driving me crazy." Felix, as if on instinct, grabbed a tea bag and immediately started making her drink. Once it was done he wrote her name on the cup with a smiley face next to it.

"Here you go! Anything I can help with?" Y/n then started ranting about her latest class project to Felix. Jeongin tilted his head slightly at the interaction, like a confused fox. Hyunjin noticed and leaned over to whisper to him.

"Y/n only drinks tea, she hates coffee. On good days she gets green tea, but on her bad days she gets peppermint to try and cheer herself up."

When Jeongin went home later he made sure to write that down so he wouldn’t forget.

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A Bang Chan FF (content warning 18+!!) (smut)

Whipped For You:

Chapter 5: The Mental Breakdown

Y/N POV:

I started to get ready. Wearing a tight black shirt ish dress. Nothing too revealing. It's not just me and chan at this dinner. It was was enough for him to double take. I were Smokey eye makeup with a red lip stick to match. Gold jewellery and black heels. A bag to match.

The door goes and it's Chan picking me up. I open the door to see his jaw drop at the site of me. I will admit his outfit was just as stunning. He really scrubbbed up well. Like he always does.

"Chan. Earth to Chan...?"

No response. I have an idea. I lean closer to him. Going to his ear and whisper "wakey wakey daddy" that brought him back. I giggle at his reaction, his face red like a tomato. Suddenly he forgets how to talk or breath as he chocked as I left his proximity. "We, we should get going...sh-shall we"

I loved every minute of flustering him. I can't wait to do it more. Payback. Karma. I lock up and head to his car as he opens the door for me like a gentleman he is. "Y/N you do look beautiful..."

"Thanks Mr Bang..."

"Y/N. I've told you. It's chan. Only during business call me Mr Bang. Okay?" He spoke so softly. It was dreamy. We sat in comfortable silence. It was nice.

We eventually got to this fancy looking restaurant. It was huge, they had vallet parking it was that fancy. We got in and was greeted with the other boss' s of the company.

Lee Minho, Seo Changbin, Hwang Hyunjin, Han Jisung, Lee Felix, Kim Seungmin and Yang Jeongin. JYP was meant to join but he had an emergency meeting so he couldn't make it. Even thought I was older than 4 of the bosses doesn't mean I wasn't terrified of them. Changbin was just older than me by 5 months. He loved reminding me when I worked for him.

We sat down enjoying each others company. Chatting amongst ourselves I feel someone staring at me right across the table. Chan. He didn't like how flirty chat I was doing with Minho. Infact I enjoyed it. Minho has a wife but always has flirty jokes and he knows me well enough that I can take them I could feel Chan's jealous glare between me and Minho. In fact he interrupted my conversation.

"Don't you have a wife Minho? Watch what you're doing..."

"Yeah chan. I do. It's harmless jokes. It's all friendly. Don't worry. Why would you care. She ain't yours. You've got your fiancé...no!?"

"You know my situation with my...partner. So don't even start!"

"Yes. Yes. You 'love of your life' isn't actually it. Are you still holding out for 'the one'? You better hurry up...before you know you'll be stuck with the wicked witch of the west..."

"You never I may have found her. How will you know? You know me. I like to keep my life private."

"You mean you're life so private you're supposed fiancé talks shit about you to the press? She's exposed so much shit about you. Heck she even said youve had an affair recently!"

Everyone went silent. Chan started laughing. "Well, she's talking shit. I haven't made a move on the person in mind. Let alone had an affair. She's found her person yet I'm getting the brunt for not able to find mine. I haven't seen any articles about this? Where are you hearing about this...?"

"Here...it's on Dispatch. See? She's mocking you. She's talks about how you sensitive you are in bed whil she sits and fakes it till your done. She even talks about your close relationship with...Y/N!?"

Everyone looks at you. You some how manage to perk up the courage to talk. "I'm close with all of you? I've worked hard since day one and always had a good work relationship with you all? I've never crossed any lines or done anything wrong in my line of work? I swear."

"Oh don't worry Y/N. We know you wouldn't do such a thing and plus even if you did who's to say we would sell out Chan Hyung and you? We may be your boss and yeah we work with a Chan Hyung but we are a close net family. Secrets are always kept with us. Don't stress...now shall we talk about something else? This conversation seems to be very dull...Y/N...how's is your Love Life?"- Seungmin wiggles his eyebrows about his question.

Ugh. That dreaded question. I hate being asked that. Not like I have much going on. The closest thing I had was that moment in Chan's office or at my house earlier. I spaced out thinking about that moment. I was getting really hot thinking about it and it didn't help he was right across from me gazing at me like I'm gonna be his last meal... god I want him so bad. No. I can't. I have to stay strong.

"Ughhhm love life...? Don't have one. I'm sorry very boring. All I do is work, eat, sleep and repeat. I don't do much else... I started going to the gym recently. I liked my PT he's kinda cute. Very supportive in what my image is. He asked me out but I declined. I don't like dates, don't like dating..."

"So you're telling us...you've e had NO action for what like...months? Jesus. How you handling it solo...?" - Felix gives a wink. Knowing what he meant I choked on my drink. The cheeky bastard. What's with these guys and wanting to talk about my love life or sex life? They aren't my friends. I mean yeah we have great chat and banter but we aren't that close. Bare in mind these are MEN. I froze thinking about the moment again. My eye darted to Chan. He kinda got my message. He nods at me.

"I mean I have a very good imagination so I've managed just fine guys. Don't worry. Haha well excuse me I need to go to the ladies room."

I exit swiftly and run to the girls room. Feeling very hot and bothered. I hear chan saying he and Minho were going out for a smoke so I'm glad he wouldn't be there for when I returned. However as soon as I opened the door to go back, Chan was there standing in front of it. As if he was about to walk in...?

"Chan? This is the ladies room?"

"Yeah I know I just had to do this..."

He grabs me passionately and kisses me. Closing the door behind him and pulled me into a stall. The sub side of me started coming out. Allowing Chan to take control and do whatever he wanted. "Are you okay with this...?"

"What about your fiancé..."

"What about her..."

"Chan. She's here. I saw her in the toilet before I left..."

"Fuck it. I want YOU. Not her. Now...does this baby girl want to be good and get treated...?"

"Yes...daddy"

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skzthoughs · 1 year

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i love your writing!! could you do an A-Z with Jisung when you've got time?

A - Z with stray kids

- paring: Jisung x female!reader

- warnings: switch!jisung, switch!reader, oral (male and female receiving), praising, spit play, masturbation, pegging, use of toys, pet names, bondage, sub/dom dynamics, praising, teasing, semi-public sex (?), audio recordings(?), and more...

A: aftercare (what they're like after sex)

i definitely see jisung as the type of guy who would need YOU to hug him. it doesn't really matters if he was the dom and you both just had the roughest round ever. one of his favorite positions for cuddling during aftercare is when he has his arms wrapped around your torso and he can burry his face on your chest or your neck. your smell is his daily drug, so he is like a little baby.

i also see him as the type how would pick you up to the bathroom and clean your body, change the blankets, get you a glass of water if you need to, then pick you back to bed and finally throw himself over you, peppering you with kisses.

B: body part (their favorite body part of theirs and their partner's)

favorite part of his own body: jawline, neck, collarbones and chest.

why are these his favorite? simply. because of you.

he has to be honest. but every time when you workship his body, you leave some hickeys here are there but his jawline, neck, collarbones and chest are the parts where you focus the most. he loves the sight of watching himself on the mirror when he wakes up and see all of those purple marks on his body. also it's pretty noticeable and he doesn't even bother on covering them up. it's like a little reminder of last night.

favorite part of your body: everything...

im sorry but i see him just simping and being a sucker for you 24/7.

he adores your body from head to toe without exceptions. he would have some preferences for your hands, boobs and thighs maybe. by hands i mean that he loves YOUR hands all over HIS body. your thighs because he loves how big they are, to grab them tight, give them squeezes and mark them. and your boobs... kinda the same as your thighs but it doesn't matter the size.

C: cum (anything to do with cum)

about taste, it would be normal. not too salty, not too sweet, just normal.

and, he adores it to be all messy so, where...? everywhere.

this boy here loves to cum inside you and keep going until you are full and can't even take more. he adores to cum over your thighs, tummy, lips, face, ass, your or his own hands, all over himself, and i could say that the thought of cumming over your feet ran through his mind more than once, and he may try it...

D: dirty secret

sometimes he might be a pervert, and sometimes he feels ashamed of it but he just can't get himself to stop.

once he was a the studio, alone, recording some of his new solo track and you came over. things lead to other. pecks turned into kisses, those needy and eager ones. and you both ended up fucking... you riding his cock to be more specific...

after that, he came back to work and you said you were to get some food and that's when he went back to work, headphones on.

and oh shit... the mic was recording this entire time

and there he was, volume full and a growing boner inside his pants just by hearing your pretty moans, and the skin slapping sound

since then, he jerks off to that recording and you don't even know about that.

E: experience (how experienced are they?)

jisung may know what he likes, what turns him on and the same with you but sometimes he gets shy and doesn't even know how to act in the moment. maybe he want to try something new but his shyness popped out and just discarded that idea.

he has basic knowledge in this topic. he'll learn what you teach him quickly and do as you say, just wanting you to feel good. but he knows your body damn well, he's aware of those specific spots that make your eyes roll back and sometimes he takes advantage of them.

F: favorite position

when he is on his subby side, he definitely loves it when you're sat on his lap. either could be facing him or facing your back. it allows you to be the one on control, taking the lead of the speed and the roughness, and how deep, which also allows you to tease him (and he loves it when you do that)

but when he's the dom one, he fantasies on fucking you in any position to be honest. it could be doggy, missionary, and even lifting you up. and what he loves the most is when he can put his hand over your belly and press it slightly to feel how deep he is inside you and how big his cock that he can feel himself just by doing that.

G: goofy (are they more serious in that moment? are they humorous? etc.)

i don't really think that jisung is goofy during the moment but sometimes is unintentional. he can make you laugh even in the most serious moment and of course this ones aren't the exception.

H: hair (how well groomed are they?)

i see jisung as the type of trimming the hair down there, not wanting them to be so long and just make it look messy and unhygienic. maybe he doesn't shaves it all since the thinks that's too much.

and on you? nah. he couldn't care less.

he thinks that it's your own decision since it's your body and he has no right on judging about it. if you want to, that's fine and if you don't he's completely fine with that as well. at the end, it's just hair.

I: intimacy (how are they during the moment? in the romantic aspect)

he IS actually VERY intimate. his boy here dies for kissing you everywhere during the moment. most of the time he's into vanilla sex so his touch on your skin his very gentle but that doesn't means that he won't give you the best orgasm you've ever had.

his love bites and marks will cover your body and he will focus on the parts that he loves the most.

also those phrases of "i love you"s won't stop escaping from his mouth.

J: jack off (masturbation headcanon)

as i said before, jisung may be a pervert sometimes.

so when you are not around, he's jerking off to your moans that he recorded before, also some innocent photos of you and he even saved some videos and photos you've sent him. i'm pretty sure that he has some hidden album in his gallery of you.

sometimes, he even records himself. hand tight around his dick, pumping it fast, needy moans, whimpers and your name could be heard at the background as he finally cums all over his hand.

K: kinks

Sub/Dom dynamics: he just loves that you both have enough confidence and that he can let himself fall into that sub space, let his body be used just as a sex toy. he's more than happy just to be your personal dildo. also he loves it when the roles can change so suddenly, letting him enjoy your body and see that you love how good he makes you feel by how your body squirms around and your beautiful sounds.

bondage/orgasm control: there's one scenario that he fantasizes the most... he's tied up while being sat on a chair. you are giving him a blowjob/handjob but you are torturing him by not letting him cum. you just keep going, seeing his dick throbbing and getting really red and aching from not reaching a relieve. all he can do is whine and thrust his hips up lazily into your fist, begging for a green light that he is finally allowed to cum...

pet names/ praising: calling him some pretty names and praising him really turns him on. it makes him so happy and proud of himself. whenever you call him "babyboy", "baby", "honey" it's like a boast to him. and when you tell him any name which involves you calling him yours? "my pretty boy", "my little boy", " he'll quickly fall into sub space

L: location (favorite places to do it)

i could say that the recording room or his studio are his favorites. once he found out that it being soundproof could not only benefit the quality of his songs but also that he (and you, but is mostly for him) can be loud as he wants to. no one would bother, no one would interrupt.

also... the first time when he recorded your moans was an accident... but he surely would want to try that again. more stuff to jerk off too :D

then, the bedroom can go into his list of favorite places. it's comfy, warm, also some privacy but as the other boys are always around, there are always changes of interruptions.

M: motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

for this man, your moans, whimpers, or just any of the sounds you make are such a turn on for him. that's why he loves it when you're loud.

sometimes he would catch you while touching yourself and he'd be more than happy than just say at the door frame while watching carefully. the way you moan so needy for his touch, your whimpers when you still keep fucking yourself with your fingers even if you had already cum more than once, and his name leaving your lips whenever you're close to finish.

oh how he adores that he is the once you are thinking of while getting off...

N: no (something they wouldn't do, turn-offs)

degrading you. when he's being dom, he can't get himself to be mean while you in any way. even if you know that he doesn't really mean it, he can't do it at all. but if you degrade him, that's okay :)

also, he won't do cuckolding. he won't be able to handle watching you fuck another person that is not him. maybe the idea is arousing but he is possessive in that way and watching you moan and feel pleasure and it is not because of him, and he isn't participating? nope, he'd be jealous (maybe even a bit insecure). he knows he can do it way better.

O: oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

jisung would rather giving that receiving. absolutely.

he knows how to use that tongue pretty well. he doesn't care how, or when but he loves being between your thighs. his favorite is when you sit on his face and your fingers are tangled on his hair, pulling it slightly. he'd hum against your pussy, letting you know that he is also enjoying the moment.

his tongue would work so well on you, licking everywhere you need to until you cum all over his mouth and would clean you up like the good boy he is for you.

P: pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc)

i think the he would be the slow and sensual type. he prefers to take his time with you, rolls his hips and thrust not too slow but in a decent speed, reaching your sweet spots and have his hands all over your body, treating you like you deserve and making you feel so good.

and if YOU are the one fucking HIM, he still prefers you to go slow and sensual, it turns him so much and wants the moment and the pleasure to last as long as it could. he hates it so much when he can't help it but cum so quick.

Q: quickie (their opinion on quickies, how often, etc)

i don't think he would dislike them. he could be turned on pretty easily and a painful boner would distract him and annoy him while he is working so why not?

and i see him shyly, calling you pretty often, asking you to come over or he would ask for you to talk dirty to him over the phone while he jerks of to it.

and if this boy is just so horny that a quicky isn't enough, he'll make an excuse to chan and the manager just to run back home to you.

R: risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc)

whenever you randomly teases you in public like sending him some sexy photo or randomly bend over in front of him, anything. he gets so shy and nervous. his cheeks would blush so hard and would scratch the back of his neck, trying not to make it so obvious...

but when he is the one teasing you... god he absolutely adores it...

he gets to see your reaction, being needy and how just the slightest touch from him would make you even needier, fists on his shirt and asking if you can go back home or somewhere private just for him to fuck you right then and there.

and he's willing to do that...

S: stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

jisung would last about 2 or 3 rounds in a row, then he'll need a little break to catch his breath and not to overstimulate himself that much to be painful. and he could last quite long if he wants to.

some kisses and cuddles are a most between rounds. some of the many rounds could be very gentle and slow, him hugging your body and his hips rocking slowly to then fall asleep on each other's arms...

T: toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

i don't know why but i think that jisung is a big fan of sex toys. he thinks that they can bring more pleasure to the the moment and make it more enjoyable.

maybe he owns some dildos for you (and him sometimes). a fleshlight, or vibrator for you (and for him too)

U: unfair (how much they like to tease)

he likes to tease you so much but he isn't extreme about it. maybe he would give you some slaps to your ass, making you jump in surprise. maybe he would whisper some dirty thing to you ear just to turn you on. maybe he would suddenly go slower when you are close to your high... but if you ask nicely he would give you what you want immediately.

also he adores it much more when you tease him in any way, as much flustered and shy he would turn. he likes that sensation of being teased...

V: volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc)

my boy here is SO LOUD. and VOCAL. maybe he is the loudest (chan and jisung are the loudest hehe)

he can't keep himself quiet and the sounds he would make.... the whimpers, whines, groans, moans, just everything tells you really well that he is having the moment of his live.

plus he just sounds so hot that it even turns you on even more...

W: wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

he has this fantasy where you are pegging him...

this scenario where he is laid on the bed and you have him with his legs spread, a strap on and fucking him slow but hard. hand around his cock and stroking it while your dumb is doing little circle over his lip. you have him leaking and really horny...

he's too shy so he would have one of his arms over his face to cover his face but he imagines you praising him and telling him that you like his expressions and the way he sounds while being fucked.

and there's this other position that he is riding you, his cock is slapping over and over on your abdomen on each bounce. he is a moaning mess, eyes rolling back when the dildo reaches far enough to make him cum all over your boobs.

X: x-ray (let's see what's going under those clothes)

i'd think that he is LONG, and he isn't that thick but just enough and maybe not too veiny. his size is just right. not huge but not too small.

Y: yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

his sex drive is high but not too extreme. he just get's horny easily and can't help it. sometimes he tries to control himself and not to think about sex, and do some other things to distract himself. he's randomly get boners jut by some thought about something he saw or remembered, or you.

Z: zzz (how quickly do they fall asleep afterward)

this man is really caring so he'll make sure that you are okay and that if you felt good. he'd take care of you, clean you up, talk with you for a moment. then he would slowly fall asleep as well with a final "i love you so much"

#smut #skz smut #skz jisung #jisung smut #han jisung #jisung hard thoughts #jisung hard hours #stray kids smut #stray kids

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lunarsun12 · 2 months

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Don’t Touch My Kids - Part 1

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Felix and IN decided to visit their friends house, due to the situation they are in. Until of their hyung said they need to do all the bad things. To make them cool, IN only agreed to one prank. Until Felix got too carried away, and got caught by their Eomma.

How will Lee Know react to this suddden discovery ?

Back at SKZ Family Chat

Today 22:00

Lee Know🐰: So no one is confessing then huh? Who ever made my Lix and IN go wild are so dead

Bangchan🐺: Hun, didn’t we have convo to talk to the kids nicely

Lee Know🐰: I did tell them nicely earlier

Bangchan🐺: Saying ‘confess or else I kill you’ is not being nice

Lee Know🐰: You have a problem?

Hyunjin🕺: Eomma you are overreacting, it wasn’t me!!

Lee Know🐰: Yeah sure! It got to be you, I see what you been teaching IN in secret

Hyunjin🕺: It could be Changbin, he normally is the culprit

Lee Know🐰: I already asked him, he said it wasn’t him

Hyunjin🕺: I was teaching them self defence!! Due to the situation they are in. I will never teach them bad stuff

Changbin🙄: Can you please not make a scene in front of wooyoung. He sent that video on the net and it went viral

Seungmin🐶: This I gotta see!

Seungmin🐶: Good thing, I stayed late! I don’t wanna be at home. When Eomma is this angry

Han🐿️: At least you get to go outside! Appa and Eomma refuse to let me out!

Bangchan🐺: You will thank us, one day…

Bangchan🐺: Hun, let’s just ask the kids ourselves. Instead of blaming hyunjin. You know he adores them especially little Innie!

Lee Know🐰: Fine…I’m onto you hyunjin. Don’t even think about leaving the house

Let’s have flashback to this morning of what really happened.

There was a large boom from kitchen, which lead to huge scream from Han. As his hair nearly set on fire, which lead to Chan holding the fire extinguisher in his hand to the kitchen.

Bangchan: Han? Are you okay?

Han: I- I just made toast and suddenly I see fire

Bangchan: Are you hurt?

Han: I won’t be anymore, if you and Eomma stop overreacting about me leaving the house

Bangchan: No can do!

After Han and Bangchan are busy, negotiating about Han’s right to be free. Felix and IN were giggling in the background, as they little prank worked.

Felix: Wow doing this prank is actually really fun!

IN: Our hyungs are the best! For teaching us how to be cool

After Bangchan and Han finally negotiated, to set Han free. Bangchan had no choice, as Han was about to bite him if it carried on. Then Lee Know entered and saw the kitchen in a state.

Lee Know: HAN! Why did you make the mess in the kitchen again

Han: It wasn’t me, the toaster exploded

Bangchan: He is right! I heard the boom and there was fire. I have to put it out

Lee Know: Whatever, I’m busy already with the cats

Later on in the afternoon, poor Han always in the crossfire. He entered the bathroom and got flour bombed. Which then lead to him texting the chat.

Back at SKZ Family Chat

Han🐿️: WHO HAS BEEF WITH ME! I AM NOT AFRAID OF YOU!!

Bangchan🐺: Hey hey calm down!

Han🐿️: First it was the toaster this morning and now this! Someone has it in for me!!

Changbin🙄: This is hilarious hahaha

Bangchan🐺: Okay guys, cmon and apologise to Han. Boy I thought keeping him indoors will be safe

Changbin🙄: It wasn’t me, I don’t live here

Bangchan🐺: Hyunjin, apologise to Han and say you are sorry

Hyunjin🕺: It’s not me as well!

Bangchan🐺: It got to be you, you are the only in the house. It can’t be Lix and Innie

Lee Know🐰: Hyunjin just apologise!

Han🐿️: Hey hyunjin, what have I done to you??

Hyunjin🕺: You guys it not me, I swear!!

Han🐿️: I will be th bigger person and let it go! Please stop with the pranks!

Hyunjin🕺: It got to Lix and IN then!

Lee Know🐰: Stop blaming them! Well it is clearly your fault!

Back at Felix and IN private Chat

IN🦊: Lix! I feel bad hyunjin got in trouble because of us

Felix☀️: This is the process bro, our Hyungs said so

IN🦊: B-but Hyunjin treats us so well, it’s so wrong

Now for Felix and IN final prank, they were busy making the prank. They didn’t notice that Lee Know has walked in, checking up on them.

Felix: This will be epic *giggles*

Lee Know: I can’t believe this…

Felix and IN turned their head in unison and saw the shock / confused Lee Know standing at the door.

IN: Lix I told you no more pranks

Without hesitation, Lee Know bolted outside the door and immediately texted the groupchat. Knowing exactly who did it!

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jukain4216 · 9 months

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I just listened to Insomnia by Stray Kids for the first time (it came up on a playlist while I was reading) and I think it replaced Young Wings as my favourite song from them.

Disclaimer: I'm referring to the 2021 rerecording and not the original ot9 version. I got into skz after Woojin left and I'm not used to hearing his voice on songs so i generally stick to the skz2020/2021 versions, although I do listen to the originals from time to time and prefer a few of those songs to the newer versions (Young Wings definitely hits different with his voice in it regardless of how familiar I am with it). That being said I'll probably listen to the original some time soon since this is a very vocal based song and Woojin definitely owned those kinds of songs.

Okay first of all everybody but Felix sings (poor guy I really love his singing but at least he sings in their later songs and he still pulls off the rap)?? Han Jisung flexing his godly upper range?? I know that's expected at this point but it's still a treat to hear. I love how he brings you back out of the trance Chan puts you in at the start of the chorus (more on that later). Hyunjin going for that soft mellow tone he does best?? When I first got into Stray Kids his singing voice was one of my favourites (blame Red Lights) and this was definitely one of his best, especially his part in the bridge. Also when Hyunjin starts a song you know it's going to be good. CHANGBIN?? HELP?? WHY DOESN'T HE SING MORE OFTEN?? He has this nice warm tone and it's so relaxing. It sounds so different from his aggressive rapping voice and while he doesn't get many lines he still works well with what he's given.

And holy fuck the vocal line didn't come to play. 2021 was when Jeongin and Lee Know really start to step up, especially with I.N's high note in the bridge like?? That sounds like it might've been Woojin's line originally but I'm glad they gave it to him because holy shit he pulled it off. That was peak I.N right there and I really underestimated his vocals 😭. This was the same boy who got zero singing parts in District 9 and look at him now. Lee Know as well, he really went from JYP's punching bag in the survival show to carrying the chorus. Even without his signature falsettos he's still serving. I especially loved his part in the prechorus where he just bounces off of Seungmin. There's something about the contrast between Lee Know's higher more airy tone and Seungmin's deeper voice that makes my brain go fuzzy. Speaking of Seungmin, of course he needed to flex his honey vocals in the prechorus. This may not have been the "Look I'm the main vocalist bitch" moment that Young Wings or Secret Secret were but he owns it nonetheless. AND BANG FUCKING CHAN WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK WAS THAT. THAT "I can't sleep" SHOULD NOT HAVE BEEN AS HAUNTING AS IT WAS. Of course this man would own the song he wrote about his own insomnia because why wouldn't he. That "I can't sleep" was every bit as powerful as it needed to be and really pulled you into the chorus. If I had to loop one part of that song for the rest of my life it would be that one line because it is just THAT GOOD.

Overall 11/10 I fucking love this song

#skz #disclaimer i am not a trained vocalist so idk what terms i'm using and if they're correct #apologies for this wall of text but i am in love with this song #seriously i need to listen to more of their old stuff i think might prefer it to their newer songs

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kpop-hive · 2 years

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Lessons| Stray Kids

Lesson 1

Lesson 1: Orgasms

Chan x Jeongin x reader

Warnings ⚠️: Graphic Smut, Oral (Female Receiving) Slight Male Receiving at the end, Overstimulation, Praise, Fingering, Nipple Play, Hair Pulling, Heavy Makeout, Masturbation

“I need a favor.” Chan spoke into the phone. “What’s up?” You asked with curiosity. “You remember that time when I asked you if you ever got the chance to have sex with my members and you said it depends on the situation?” “Yeah, it still does. Why are you asking me this?” You replied. “Some of my bandmates are having trouble with there sex lives, and Minho and I decided that we are gonna help them, but we need someone for them to practice their moves on, will you do it?” Chan asked, Minho standing in the corner hearing every word over the speaker. “So you’re asking me to be a real life sex doll for your band members to literally just fuck and that’s it? I’ll be over in 30 minutes.” You replied automatically hanging up the phone, meanwhile both the eldest boys had happy grins on their faces from your reply.

“I knew she would say yes, she can never deny us.” Minho smirked. “Of course she can’t, she said we’re the best at fucking her.” Chan replied. “Yeah, I forgot that she said that, once a girl has her brains fucked out, I guess her morals are gone too.” Minho said, while Chan agreed. “So how are we gonna do this?” Minho asked. “Well, we can’t have the guys know what we’re up to so we should just take it lightly, maybe have distractions to get the guys out of the dorms while we’re dealing with each member one on one.” Chan replied. “Good idea, but how are we gonna distract them?” “Well, we could take turns, try to get them out of the dorms for a few hours, and we’ll pick who will teach who, three for you, three for me.” Chan said.

“Cool, I guess that works. Is there a specific member that you want to teach?” Minho asked curiously. “I kinda want to teach Jeongin for sure.” Chan replied. “I think you should, he’s way more comfortable with you anyways. I wanna teach Jisung, Felix, and Changbin.” Minho stated. “May I ask why?” “Because they lost their virginities before Hyunjin, Seungmin, and Jeongin, so they are kinda broken in more, and it would be best for me to teach them about how to make sex more interesting rather than teaching them how to make them better at it.” Minho shrugged. “I guess you have a very valid point, so it works. I’ll take Hyunjin, Felix, and Jeongin, you take Changbin, Jisung, and Seungmin.” Chan said, shaking Minho’s hand like a quick business deal.

“Now, I believe this will be better if we do this for each day of the week instead of all at once, it’s much more secretive and helps with keeping (Y/n)’s body from pain.” Chan said. “I guess, but I still think that she could handle it either way.” Minho smirks. “Seriously, what is with you being so dominant with (Y/n)?” “The less you know the better.” Minho replied. “Well, she should be on her way soon, so I’ll create a distraction to get the guys to leave and leave you guys to it.” Minho said, Chan giving him an instant nod. Both boys exited the room, Chan going to Jeongin’s who didn’t even leave, shielding himself from the embarrassment of his members, and Minho to the living room where the rest of the members sat back down after finally realizing Chan and Minho had left.

“Jeongin? Can I come in?” Chan asked. Jeongin’s voice saying ‘yes’ before unlocking the door, Chan closing it instantly. “I know you’re upset about the whole ‘making girls cum’ thing, but it’s alright, it’s okay.” Chan said. “No it’s not, I hate the fact that I can’t make a girl cum, I’ve had sex a few times, but the fact that I’ve never made a girl release is horrible, and it’s worse when you get laughed at by it by girls and your friends!” Jeongin hissed, sighing into his pillow. “Jeongin it’s okay because I’m here to help you.” Chan said, making Jeongin lift his head up. “How are you gonna do that?” “I’ve got someone that is almost here to help you out.” Just then, Chan received a text from Minho that read, ‘Just left with the members, we’re gonna go get pizza and see a movie, told them that you and Jeongin were staying so you could comfort him, we should be back in about three hours.’ Like clockwork Chan’s phone chimed again, with your name across the screen that said ‘I’m here.’ “Hold on, I gotta go let her in.”

Jeongin looked confused when Chan said “her.” As soon as Chan left his room to go and open the door for you, Jeongin followed suit. As soon as he opened the door, you stood there smiling happily at Chan as he returned the gesture, automatically hugging you as well. Jeongin knew who you were, he knew your face all too well, he knew your name from the way Chan would moan it on some occasions, sometimes Minho as well, and has seen you leave from either of their rooms from time to time late in the morning. The only thing he didn’t know was why you were here.

“Hey, Jeongin, I’m (Y/n).” You said. “Hey.” Jeongin said shyly. “Well, Jeongin. I told you she’s here to help.” Chan said. “So you mean to tell me she knows about it too!? Can anyone ever keep their mouth shut!?” “Hey, if it wasn’t for her knowing you probably would still be crying about how to make a girl cum, so yes, I had to tell her, so do you want help or not?” Chan asked. “Yes, but we’re doing this in the room.” Jeongin said. “Of course.” Chan replied. With that, Jeongin walked to his room, Chan grabbed your hand and followed Jeongin to the room as well, he sat on his bed, and waited for the two of you to close his door before beginning the session.

You walked closer towards Jeongin before he halted you, a worry that crossed his mind. “What about the others? Do they know about this?” “Not unless you tell them. Minho and the rest of the guys went out for pizza and a movie.” Chan spoke. Jeongin just nodded his head, and gave you a nervous look.

“Don’t be nervous Innie, I’ve had tons of experience, and I know exactly how you feel. You just have to relax.” You said before taking a seat next to him on his bed. Chan then occupied the space next to him, Jeongin now sandwiched between the both of you. Jeongin took one good look at you, your body hidden underneath a short cami dress, your matching bra straps that were barely covered by the thin spaghetti straps enticed Jeongin. He bit his lip before making up his mind. “I’m ready, how do we do this?”He asked. You looked at Chan and you both shared a smile. You gave him a nod signaling him to go first.

“Okay, so Jeongin, the first step to pleasure a girl is that you have to start off slow. Don’t rush into it, ease to her slowly, learn her sensitive spots, every girl is different so don’t be afraid if it takes awhile. Now, start by kissing (Y/n).” Jeongin looked at you, hesitation taking over his movements. “Come on, I promise I won’t bite.” You giggled. Jeongin scooted closer to you before resting his hands on your hips and finally leaning in to kiss you. He was slow with his movements, probably not wanting to be too forceful, but that’s what you and Chan wanted. Jeongin’s lips were slow and soft movements, something that you were very tired of, but before you could make this process go faster, Chan grabbed Jeongin’s shoulder to pull him away from your lips.

“You’re a pretty decent kisser, you just have to be a little more powerful with them Innie. You need to make me want more. It’ll help with the anticipation that builds up to a great release.” You explain. “She’s right, try to be a little rougher with your kisses. Start to feel her up, don’t be afraid to touch her, and this time try to find something that makes her want more.” Chan replied. Jeongin took a big gulp before grabbing your hand. He signaled Chan to move off of the bed before flipping you over and climbing on top of you. You couldn’t even process how fast it happened before his lips attached themselves to yours, automatically making you hot and bothered.

His kiss this time was so much more powerful than the last. He made sure to kiss with more passion and he succeeded. Jeongin’s hands began to slowly creep up and caress your body. He started at your thighs before moving up to your waist, rubbing it slowly to warm up your body. His hands traveled to your shoulders as he pulled the straps of your dress off your shoulders. Your lace bra was exposed to the two men in the room and you could feel their eyes on you. Jeongin pulled away to see your expressions. Your eyes were lustful, lips swollen, and your womanhood was wet enough for your panties to stick to you as you could feel Jeongin’s knee between your legs. He smiled at you before looking to Chan.

“How am I doing?” He asked. Chan stood with his arms crossed. “I’m not the one to be asking, why don’t you ask the girl who is currently underneath you? Is she needy enough?” He replied. “(Y/n)? Am I doing okay?” “Yes, but please keep going, touch me Jeonginnie.” You whined.

Jeongin moved his lips to your neck peppering kisses to it as his hands groped your breasts, he squeezed them through your bra, fondling the cups harshly, you tried to close your legs, but Jeongin’s knee made that impossible. Chan noticed the action you tried to make and took the reigns for a quick second. “Jeongin, try to feel her lower, she needs attention there too.” Jeongin looked at Chan for a moment before moving his right hand down to your heat, you gasped as soon as his hand rubbed over your panties. The feeling felt great especially with how eager he was to please you now, but what made it better was how happy he was to feel you so wet in a matter of time.

“You’re so wet (Y/n).” Jeongin replied. “Isn’t she? That’s how a girl is supposed to feel. Always pay attention to good foreplay. Try rubbing her a little but this time, focus on her whole body. Kiss her, rub her, play with her tits, get her riled up.” “Please.” You whimpered. Jeongin took that as an open invitation to your body before finally going in on you. He gave you one final kiss to your lips before moving down, finally sucking a mark into your neck. His hands reached behind you before unhooking your bra, letting it fall on the bed before throwing it to the floor. Your breasts were fully exposed to him now as you sat up, your eyes focused on Jeongin and what his next move would be.

He cupped your breasts before his thumbs ran over your nipples, perking them up. You whined at his touch before he dipped his head down to give one of your nipples a lick before fully sucking on the bud. You instantly threw your head back, moaning as his mouth sucked on your sensitive nipple, his hand occupying the other one. Chan couldn’t look any happier, his advice was starting to show in your reactions, but he couldn’t hold his composure either. Minho and Chan didn’t exactly discuss if they would get the chance to do anything with you, they only talked about helping the others members out. You could tell that he was ready to pounce on you by the way he was man-spreading, something that he did when he was in the process of developing a boner, but he held himself up solely for the fact of his member already doing a number on you.

Your mind was back to Jeongin as soon as he did one teasing bite to your nipple. “Oh Jeongin!” You moaned. He smiled into your chest, for the past minutes he’s been sucking on your tits swapping between each one as you were becoming a moaning mess, you tugged on his hair, needing something to hold onto to as your mind went into a frenzy. Chan noticed your legs moving like crazy which meant you needed some attention. He called out Jeongin’s name quickly, allowing him to stop. He pulled away from your boobs, looking at his work. The swollen buds coated in his own saliva as your chest slowly heaved up and down, he lived for seeing you like this.

“Okay, you’re doing great, but now it’s time to teach you how to make her cum.” Jeongin’s eyes widened at the statement, but you gave him a kiss to his lips assuring him that he can do it. “I want you to make her cum three times, okay? With your fingers, mouth, and dick.” Jeongin’s member twitched in his pants at the thought of seeing you cum three times, but his doubtfulness lead him to thinking he couldn’t do it. “The easiest way to make a girl cum is by her clit, it’s the most sensitive part of the body, and it has way more nerves than a guy can ever have. First, take her panties off.” Chan instructed. Jeongin looked at you for reassurance before you gave him a quick nod. He removed your panties as you lifted your body off the bed for him to remove them. As soon as the panties were gone and were flung to the other side of the room where Chan sat, you opened your legs up for Jeongin, your core was glistening like crazy in the dimly lit room, and you could tell by Jeongin’s expression, that he was so ready to pounce on you, but just like Chan said, patience is key, and that’s what he was learning.

“Jeongin, you think you know what to do?” Chan asked him calmly. “Yes, I think so.” He replied. “Alright, but just to make sure that I can test you, I’m gonna sit behind (Y/n) just in case.” Chan stood up and got behind you, he sat up against the wall and positioned himself where you laid in front of him, his entire pelvis laying flat against your back. Jeongin looked at the both of you, Chan’s presence making him utterly nervous, but just shrugged it off when he saw your warm smile. Jeongin began to kiss up your thigh slowly, eyes never leaving yours, and trying to avoid Chan’s. He quickly placed a small kiss against your clit making you shudder. Finally, his lips attached to your clit, sucking the nub lightly.

You hummed at the feeling. His tongue kept swiping over the sensitive bud as his lips did the suction. “You’re doing good Jeongin, but suck a little harder, it enhances the pleasure.” Chan stated. Jeongin nodded his head before beginning to suck harder on your clit making you gasp finally. His eyes were no longer situated on yours as they were now closed to focus on the pleasure you were receiving. Your hands intertwined with Chan’s as he kept your posture together, making sure you didn’t move from Jeongin’s mouth. “Remember to focus on the rest of her pussy, not just her clit.” Chan said, causing Jeongin to roll his eyes quickly when Chan wasn’t looking, making you giggle slightly. Jeongin’s tongue began to trail towards your entrance, his tongue circling over your hole before finally thrusting his tongue into you.

“Oh Jeongin!” You moaned, making him jump up from the sound. He smirked into your pussy finally satisfied that you moaned. His ego was finally starting to show and it made you happy. His tongue began to pick up his pace and your moans started to become louder. Because of it, Chan couldn’t secure himself and began to plant small kisses on the side of your neck. He knew this entire thing was for Jeongin, but it turned him on a little. Seeing you getting ate out by his member turned him on more than he thought it would, and you could tell by the obvious boner poking your back.

Jeongin moved from your entrance and back to your clit, sucking it harshly again, but this time with more roughness. He moved his hands up to your chest before groping your boobs and pinching your nipples. He started to nibble on your sensitive clit and it made you arch your back. Chan was going to compliment his work, but after seeing how worked up you were getting, he just let him continue what he was doing. You were close to your peak, ready to cum and Chan could feel it. Your available hand gripped Jeongin’s hair and he moaned against you. As soon as he did that you knew that you were closer than before.

“Jeongin, I’m close!” Jeongin began to hum again, now frequently alternating between your entrance and your clit. Chan turned your head to his and planted a small peck to your lips to let you know you were doing great. Jeongin didn’t want to admit it, but he was getting possessive, he didn’t want you to cum with the help of Chan, he wanted you to cum because of him and him only. With one quick small bite to your clit, and the flattening of his tongue as well, you finally released. “Ah, I’m cumming!” You moaned. Your body shook as his tongue still sucked on your clit, your hand continued to tug on his hair and it enhanced the entire feeling for you. Jeongin didn’t stop until your body finally calmed down, once it did, he retracted his mouth from you, licking his lips as it was covered in your juices. He looked at you for reassure, but when you weren’t paying attention, Jeongin moved his fingers to your entrance before inserting one into causing you to gasp.

“Jeongin, fuck.” You whined, still sensitive from your previous orgasm. Chan and Jeongin had an intense staring contest between the both of them, and it made you nervous. You never knew Jeongin could be so possessive, maybe the entire sweet thing was a façade. “(Y/n), I believe Jeongin doesn’t want me to sit behind you anymore, so I think I’m gonna go back over to my chair.” Chan said before getting up from behind you. “O-okay, fuck.” You moaned when Jeongin inserted another finger into you. Chan sat back down and looked at you and Jeongin from across the room, observing yours and his expressions. “This is really a great show, you’re doing good.” Chan said to Jeongin causing him to smile.

“Yeah, you’re doing good Jeonginnie. It feels so good, please add another.” You whined, adding fuel to the fire. Jeongin complied and added another finger and this time used his thumb to circle your clit. “(Y/n), you look so beautiful right now.” Jeongin groaned, finally saying something since going down on you. You smiled before bringing his head down to kiss you. He could feel your pussy clenching on his fingers making him groan, it wasn’t going to take you long since he began right after he made you cum from his tongue. Jeongin felt so powerful, he finally had you at his grasp as he continued to finger you. With the speed of his fingers, and one final thrust, you came for the second time, moaning out his name, your body shook even more this time, the slight sense of overstimulation was blocking you thoughts heavy. Jeongin finished by removing his fingers and bringing them to his mouth to lick at your essence, not wanting it to go to waste.

You looked over to where Chan was, and he was gone, you looked at the door and it was open so you assume he went back to his room, but instead he came back with a familiar shiny foil package before throwing it to Jeongin. “You’ve done well, I’m proud, but now you gotta fuck her, and you have to make her cum, at least one more time.” Chan stated, making you gulp. You were finally about to get fucked by Jeongin. You leaned up to makeout with him, his lips kissing yours expertly. You threw his shirt over his head, and unbuckled his belt before removing his pants, finally down to his underwear. Jeongin was just as eager as you, shimmying out of his underwear, groaning at the release of his member. You looked down staring at his member and your eyes went wide, you didn’t expect him to be this well sculpted but he was.

Jeongin removed your dressed from your body and finally laid you down. He kissed you one last time. He opened the condom and rolled it on his shaft. He looked up at you as he slid the head between your folds coating it with your juices. You squeezed the bedsheets, eager for him to enter you. With final swipe, Jeongin finally pushed into you, your eyes beginning to shut whimpering at the stretch.

“How does he feel (Y/n)?” Chan asked seductively. “Good, so good.” You whined. “Don’t be scared Jeongin, she’s not a prude, make her cum fuck her like you mean it.” A switch finally turned on inside Jeongin’s head giving heed to Chan’s command. Jeongin began to speed up his thrusts his length deep inside you as the volume of your moans increased.

“Oh fuck!” You moaned. Jeongin leaned on top of you his eyes gazing at yours as he continued to fuck you. “You take me so well (Y/n).” Jeongin moaned into your ear as he kissed your neck. His voice dropped an octave deeper as he whispered his seductive words into your ear, the sensation making you clench around Jeongin, causing him to buck his hips faster as a reaction. His cock started to hit you in spots that were nearly hard to reach, with one angle of your hip, Jeongin found that spot that sent you to heaven and back.

“Jeongin right there, god!” You moaned. Jeongin laced his hands with yours as he shared a kiss with you, lips locking with yours. You moaned into the kiss as his tongue explored your mouth with need. He was an excellent kisser, and you enjoyed being able to kiss him again. Jeongin pulled away from your lips before his head rested on you, his body beginning to succumb to the feeling your pussy tightening around him, you were close and he could feel it, you just needed one final push.

Jeongin thought about what Chan had said earlier, “always pay attention to good foreplay.” With those words in his mind, Jeongin knew he would be able to make you cum. His hand worked it’s way to your clit as he rubbed it furiously, making you cry out, your legs tightened around his torso begging for a release. “Cum for me (Y/n), cum on my cock.” That was that final push that sent you over the edge, you automatically came around Jeongin, your head rolling back at the sensation, body shaking as he continued his thrust to ride out your high, your clenching made it hard for him too as he now began to thrust sloppily before stilling himself inside you as he came into the condom. You kissed the shell of his ear before whispering to him how good he did, and how he finally overcame his problem of not making girls cum.

Jeongin pulled out of you before disposing of the condom properly in the trashcan and going back to the bed before laying down beside you. You kissed him on his cheek as you rubbed the sweat from him forehead slightly. “Thank you (Y/n), I’m so glad that I know what it takes to make a girl cum.” Jeongin said. “No problem Jeonginnie, but remember, every girl is not the same, we all have different ways on what gets us off, but that’s the interesting part, you learn what can make a girl release.” You replied. “I have a question, will this just be a one time thing between us?” Jeongin asked softly. You smiled, his sweetness returning. “It depends, if you ask me, maybe.” You giggled. “Will the others know?” He asked. “Not at all, unless you tell them.” “Oh good, because I still hate being the talk of the embarrassing sex conversations when some of the members can’t do much either.” “Like who?” You questioned. “Well, I know that Seungmin has problems making some girls wet, and Hyunjin is horrible at going down on a girl.” Jeongin replied. You nodded your head at the explanation, maybe those were the next two that you and Chan would have to help.

You thought about Chan and wondered why he was so quiet, As you both snuggled up to each other, you looked over at the empty chair that was occupied by Chan who was no longer in it. You both looked to each other before getting up, and putting your dress back on. “Lemme go see where Chan went to.” You explained to Jeongin, before he nodded his head in response.

You walked out the door and checked the living room, and no one was there, then the kitchen and bathrooms, but no sign of him, but when you finally got to his room you could hear faint and disheveled grunts coming from the other side of the door. “Fuck (Y/n), just like that.” You smirked to yourself. Was he really jerking off to the thought of you after you fucked his youngest band member? You quietly opened the door and saw Chan pumping his hard cock, eyes closed as he imagined fucking you. He didn’t want to get turned on by the sex session between you and Jeongin, but he couldn’t help himself.

“You having fun?” You spoke causing Chan to jump. “Fuck, I’m sorry, I was just-” Chan stuttered as you walked to his bed before taking his hand in his length and pumping his shaft. “Fuck.” He moaned throwing his head back. “How long have you been in here?” You asked. “Since you and Jeongin were in the middle of fucking. Did he make you cum?” “Yeah, he did a great job, he even told me about some problems Hyunjin and Seungmin were having in their sex lives. “L-like what?” Chan asked. “That Seungmin can’t get girls wet, and Hyunjin is bad at oral.” You stated while looking up at him. “I think those are the next two that we have to help.” You said before standing up to close the door and laying down on the bed before putting Chan’s cock in your mouth sucking on his tip. “Fuck I think so too.” Chan began to think about how you and him could help out the two boys, but that idea was blocked as you had his cock in your mouth, but he was just glad that he had you to help him.

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chocolvte · 3 years

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STRAY KIDS REACTION — what they would be like as your younger brothers

REQUEST — would you be willing to do one for stray kids? (if not then it’s completely fine too! <3)

LISTEN TO — shoot! by itzy

BANG CHAN

i think chan would be a really independent brother, so he’s not going to come to you complaining about work and other stuff like some of the younger members might (looking at you, jisung)

but he definitely confides in you when he really needs someone to talk to

and he’s really good at keeping secrets. even as kids, he never ever rat you out to your parents whenever something happened.

in a similar vein, he’s very loyal. he would, has, and can fight for you if anyone tries you lol

MINHO

he would be SO annoying but in a kind of sweet way lol like he loves you but he shows it by constantly pushing your buttons

truthfully, he looks up to you a lot

and he loves being around you. like you’re his role model and he loves hanging out with you

but you can never KNOW that

he’d rather die

but he is always the first to defend you if anyone else ever says anything even remotely negative about you smh

CHANGBIN

this man might be your little brother but he kind of acts like an older one

he takes care of you a lot, but he also has a tendency to act like a little kid around you

you guys have a really good, balanced relationship

he knows he can come to you for help or advice whenever he needs to

and in turn he is really protective of you <3

HYUNJIN

annoying menace, part 2.

he would just NEVER leave you alone. big “you got games on your phone?” energy LMAO

if he was being honest he would be able to just admit that he likes you and thinks you’re cool and that’s why he’s always being so clingy

but he can’t because that would be lame

so instead he just pretends that he likes getting on your nerves.

all bets are off when he’s drunk though. he gets so sappy and starts talking about how much you mean to him and how he’d be lost without you lol it’s cute

JISUNG

you’d think he’d be irritating, but he actually does have his moments

he seems like he’d be annoying on the surface but in reality he’d do anything for you

like as kids if you wanted a drink or the remote to the tv he’d get up and get it for you immediately, no questions asked

he’s always looked up to you, and that hasn’t changed now. he still thinks you’re super cool

and tbh he brags about you to everyone he knows

FELIX

he’s such a sweet brother to you!

you guys have lots of matching stuff since felix thinks it’s cute and fun to match with you <3

and you guys go out for coffee and just go on grocery store runs with each other

you’re like best friends mostly

you know everything that’s going on in each other’s lives, good and bad

there are very few secrets between you too

SEUNGMIN

he’s the little brother that you tell everything to because he has no one important to tell

and so he low key doesn’t like some of your friends

whenever they come over he’s side eyeing them like: i know about that little comment that made y/n cry last week 😒

but at the end of the day he minds his business like a good little brother should

but of course he’s always got your back when you need him, don’t get it twisted

JEONGIN

y’all are the ones at the family bbq who sit in your own little corner with your plates and just sit back and watch the drama that goes on between everyone else

no one is more well versed in the family tea than the two of y’all

jeongin is the type of younger brother who’s just always got you

you might not interact THAT much, but your personalities click perfectly

y’all have the kind of relationship where you can have a whole conversation just by looking at each other

#stray kids #stray kids reactions #stray kids imagines #stray kids blurbs #stray kids headcanons #stray kids x reader #stray kids fluff #stray kids as younger brothers #bang chan #lee know #lee minho #changbin #seungmin #jeongin #i.n #felix lee #lee felix #han jisung #hwang hyunjin

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luvidzy · 3 years

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☆ genre: fluff

☆ pairing: kim seungmin x reader

☆ summary: an anonymous person is writing poetry and you are determined to get to the bottom of it

☆ word count: 3.2k

You honestly hadn’t even noticed at first. You weren’t really into the school paper, so you didn’t read it very often unless Felix decided there was something interesting you just had to know. Which is exactly how you found out about your secret admirer posting about you in the paper.

“Y/N, you have to see this!” Felix’s voice rang out as he slid into the seat next to you. You looked up, less than thrilled to be interrupted in the middle of trying to study for your Greek Classics test tomorrow, but you couldn’t stop yourself from setting your pencil down at Felix’s excited expression.

“Yes, Felix?” You asked, trying to hide the exasperation in your voice. If Felix noticed, he didn’t let him affect his excitement as he pulled the school paper out from under his arm, unrolled it and smacked it down on the table in front of you.

Your eyes scanned the front page, trying to figure out what Felix was so eager to show you, but nothing stood out. There was an article about the softball team, an article about an upcoming concert by 3racha, and a column that was talking about new things to do on campus. Nothing particularly interesting, and also nothing that you hadn’t seen before in the paper.

“So I was looking at the paper, and something caught my eyes. Come on, you have to read it,” Felix urged, his eyes sparkling as his freckles crinkled beside his eyes. You rested your forearms on the table, signalling to him that you were listening. Felix began to flip through the pages, before he landed on one of the latter ones.

His finger pointed out a small section of writing in the upper right hand corner. You squinted slightly, bringing the paper closer so you could look at the words. From what you could tell it, was a small three line poem that anyone would overlook if you weren’t paying attention. Lucky enough for you, Lee Felix always paid attention to the paper.

she sits so sweetly

sweater too big on her back

perfect to me

Eyes wondering over the black lettering, you felt your eyebrows furrow. There was no signature and not even a hint of who the poem might be addressed to. It seemed so out of place, yet your curiosity was growing every second.

“Does anyone know who wrote it?” You asked, turning to Felix. The blonde shook his head, pouting slightly.

“I asked Seungmin, but he said that they had just found it on one of the desks in an envelope with a note asking them to publish it,” Felix explained. You sighed, before sliding the paper away from you in favor of getting back to your studying.

“Well, keep me updated. Maybe next time we’ll know who this mysterious poet is, or maybe who he’s writing to.” Felix nodded eagerly, before pulling the paper back towards him and opening it up to read while you continued to study.

Of course, the poem wasn’t dropped there as Felix brought it up to your friends again that night as you hung out in Chan and Changbin’s apartment.

“It’s romantic, for sure. But I feel like it would be even more romantic if the person who it was for actually KNEW it was for them, ya know?” Jisung said as he threw a cheeto in the air and tried to catch it in his mouth. You stifled a giggle behind your hand as the cheeto flew back down and hit him in the face, causing him to pout.

“Maybe they wanted to test the waters? See if the person responded well before they actually did anything that might give them away?” Jeongin suggested, before stuffing some M&Ms into his mouth. Seungmin shrugged as he leaned back into his chair.

“I don’t know. We’ll have to wait and see if we get any more envelopes.” You sighed, smiling slightly as you leaned back into the couch you were sitting on.

“How nice it must be to have someone write poetry about you. I don’t think anyone would ever do that for me,” you exclaimed dramatically, throwing a hand onto your forehead for effect. Minho snorted as he threw a piece of candy at you, causing you to shriek slightly.

“Maybe, if you weren’t such a dramatic bitch, people would actually fall for you.” You stuck your tongue out at the older male, crossing your arms with a pout on your face. He was probably right, but there was no need for him to be rude about it.

The next time the mystery poet wrote in the paper, you found out about it way too late at night. Your phone began to buzz incessently as you tried to focus on your paper, to no avail. Finally you gave in and picked up the phone.

“What?”

“Y/N, where are you right now?” Felix’s voice was rushed and enthusastic, and it took all your strength not to groan. How could he be so energetic this late at night, when all you wanted to be doing was sleeping instead of studying for you stupid exam. Seungmin, who had been joining you in your study nights the past few days, looked up with a raised eyebrow.

“I’m at the library with Seungmin. Why?” You replied, rolling your eyes to Seungmin who just snickered. He knew from personal experience that the only person who would give you this reaction so late at night was Felix.

“There was another poem posted in the newspaper! I was gonna tell you earlier but I couldn’t get a hold of you. Stay where you are, I’m on my way.” Felix rushed, before hanging up. You took the phone away from your ear, before looking to Seungmin with an accusing glare.

“There was another poem and you didn’t think to tell me?” You exclaimed, cringing as the librarian shushed you.

“I didn’t think you cared that much. Besides, why would I take away Felix’s gossip? What kind of friend would I be if I did that?” Seungmin chuckled at the pointed glare you sent his way, before you turned back to your paper to try and do some work before Felix got there.

You managed only another 2 paragraphs before Felix came bustling through the doors, trying to be as quiet and fast as possible. He finally crashed into the chair beside you, spreading the paper out before you. You shut your laptop as your eyes scanned the page, trying to find any sight of the poem.

“It’s a good one this time. You’ll have to see it,” Felix said, his grin more of a smirk as he flipped to the next page and pointed his finger at the lines of text that had been imprinted on the page. Your eyes immediately trained on it, scanning over the words in every line like a woman who’s seeing for the first time.

The girl in room 204

with the world on her shoulder

but a smile on her face.

I wish I could be your Atlas

and hold the sky up long enough

for you to take a breath and relax.

But despite the circumstances,

despite her exhaustion from

sleepless nights in the library,

her eyes glow as she talks

even if it is about the most mundane things.

I can’t help but stare and smile,

wondering if she will ever notice

that she means everything to me

and that I would gladly be condemned

to a lifetime of suffering if it meant

taking your pain for just a little while.

Your eyes widened as you looked at the poem, before you noticed the small print that was sitting underneath the beautiful lines.

-to the girl in room 204 of Levantar Hall

Your heart began to pound and you could practically feel the blood rushing to your face as you reread the tiny tag, the realization only setting in after the 5th time looking it over.

“Holy shit! Felix, these poems are addressed to me!” You exclaimed, turning to look at the bright smile of your best friend. He nodded eagerly as you turned back to the poem, rereading it with this newfound knowledge.

“And you said no one would ever write poetry for you,” Felix teased. You hit him lightly, before taking the paper and shoving it into your bag. You grabbed your laptop, slung your bag over your shoulder, before looking at the boys you were sitting with.

“Sorry gentleman, I have some sleuthing to do,” you said, before rushing out of the library, completely ignorant of the adoration in Seungmin’s eyes as he watched you go.

You spent the next few days waking up extra early and camping out outside of the newspaper office to try and catch the mystery person in action of dropping off their envelope, but you were always met with disappointment as Seungmin came in every morning with no sign of the admirer.

You were a bit bummed about it until you decided to read this week's newspaper and came upon a startling revelation.

Another poem.

so close yet so far

she would never know my love

it’s not my nature

You immediately called Felix, who agreed to meet up with you at the nearest cafe to discuss the poem. It wasn’t until you were sitting at a booth, coffees sitting in front of you that a revelation decided to hit you.

“Felix! I’m an idiot!”

“I mean, I know. But how so this time?” Felix said, causing you to throw a playful glare his way. You looked at the poem, before pointing at the poem in the paper and reading the words aloud.

“Okay?” Felix questioned, an eyebrow raised. You rolled your eyes at the thought of having to explain it all to Felix.

“I know whoever this is, Felix! The words insinuate it’s someone that I know, and someone who is not very affectionate with me!” You said proudly, happy that you had managed to narrow the list down. Felix nodded in understanding.

“So, that leaves only a few people, right? Cause all of your friends are pretty affectionate, outside of Minho and Seungmin, right?” Felix said, and you nodded, before freezing. Minho…. or Seungmin. You didn’t want to immediately jump to any conclusions, but you hadn’t seen anyone outside of the newspaper room outside of Seungmin and, being honest, you kind of wanted it to be him. You had had a crush on Kim Seungmin since freshman year of college and it would be like something out of a novel if it turned out to be him.

“Earth to Y/N! What’s the plan now?” Felix brought you from your daydream as you took a sip of the coffee in front of you. You furrowed your brows in thoughts, before her eyes lit up.

“I know! Felix, I just need to mention something incredibly specific to each of them! Any good writer would take advantage of the creative inspiration and incorporate it into their poem!” you announced, quite proud of yourself for coming up with the idea. Felix thought for a moment before he nodded.

“That’s so stupid, it might just work.” You pouted at his comment, before immediately looking at your phone, seeing the time, and stumbling to get up and rush out.

“I completely forgot I need to meet up with Minho for our project! Phase 1 starts right now!” You rushed out of the coffee shop, Felix laughing behind you as you nearly ran into the door due to your excitement.

True to your plan, while with Minho you brought up the extremely intricate topic of Andromeda and Perseus, a tale which you had learned about a month ago in your Greek Mythology class. You loved the story and thought it was incredibly interesting and a great muse if Minho turned out to be the secret admirer in the paper.

You didn’t see Seungmin for a few days, but that gave you time to think of the perfect topic to bring up to him. You wanted him to be your secret poet so badly and you wanted to make sure you gave him something that would definitely end up inspiring the next poem. It finally hit you as you sat with Seungmin and Jeongin in one of your University’s common areas.

“We learned about the story of Icarus in my Greek class the other day,” you started, making sure to look at Seungmin and see if he was listening to you. Sure enough he perked up, looking up to show you that he was taking in the words that were coming from your lips.

“Essentially, Icarus was the son of this great inventor, Daedalus, and they were both imprisoned in a tower. Daedalus made them 2 sets of wings to escape the tower, but they were made out of feathers and wax. When they were flying to escape, Icarus decided to not heed his fathers words and flew too close to the sun. The wax in his wings melted and he drowned. It’s a sad story, but it tells a tale of curiosity and how being too curious can lead to your downfall,” you explained, noticing how Seungmin had stopped writing as you told your story. Jeongin stared at you with a questioning glance.

“Why would Icarus fly so high if he knew he would die?”

“Well, I guess that depends on how you look at it. Some say he was just foolish and brash, but I personally like to think Icarus knew what would happen to him, but decided that the ability to be free and live in the excitement for even a moment was worth the consequences he knew would befall him.” Jeongin nodded, obviously thinking about the story. Satisfied with your work, you looked back down at your work, not noticing how Seungmin had flipped to a blank page in his notebook and was jotting down what seemed to be lines of poetry.

It was a few more weeks until another poem was posted, and you were starting to be concerned that the admirer had given up and decided to stop. That was until Felix, as expected, rushed into your dorm one day, completely scaring you out of your concentrated state.

“The poem was posted! And you’ll never believe it, but your plan actually worked!” Your stomach flip flopped as you realized that the moment of truth was about to be upon you. The minute you read the poem that laid in the ink of the school newspaper, you would know who was your secret admirer. Felix handed it to you and as your eyes went to the words, you silently prayed that it was the man you so desperately wanted it to be.

I am Icarus,

and she is the sun.

I don’t dare get to close,

even if her gleam,

bright against my rickety feathers,

warms me from the inside out.

I can never tell her how I feel,

I can never say a word,

but if I could I’d tell her she is golden to me.

That she is the heavens,

and I am just a mortal man

begging for her to let me in,

begging for her to let me love her,

begging for her to let me praise her,

because God knows that if I could

I would never stop spilling words of devotion to her.

I am Icarus,

and she is the sun.

My faux wings melt like candle wax

as I force myself closer to her,

because I’d rather fall out of her atmosphere,

then never experience her at all.

Your mouth dropped open as you finished reading the carefully crafted poem, your cheeks heating up and your mind running a mile a minute. It was Seungmin. Your secret admirer was Seungmin.

You rushed out of your dorm, the paper abandoned on your bed as Felix called after you, but you didn’t have any time to stop and explain. You glanced at your phone, realizing that if you made haste, you could catch Seungmin alone in the newsroom before he left for the day. You weaved through the halls of the journalism building, the only thing on your mind getting to the boy who had written some of the most beautiful words about you.

Seungmin was standing outside of the door, locking up the room for the day, when you barrelled down the hallways and basically tackled him into a hug. He grunted as your arms wrapped around him and he stood there for a moment, completely unsure of what to do in this situation. You didn’t give him any time to react though, pulling back and staring at him with a smile rivalling the sun.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Tell you what?” Seungmin asked, genuinely confused. He had a long day and you weren’t making any sense right now. You rolled your eyes playfully, before looking at him with a smirk.

“That you were Icarus and I was the sun.” Seungmin’s mouth dropped open as you repeated the words he had written back to you. His usually sharp mind was completely blank as he tried to figure out what to say in response to you, but once again you didn’t give him time to think as you pulled him in for another hug.

This time, Seungmin allowed himself to wrap his arms around you in return and give you a squeeze. Months of pining after you and he was finally doing what he had fantasized about so many times. You nuzzled yourself into his neck, giggling as he let out a soft gasp, completely unused to the physical affection you were showing him.

“So, does this mean the poems worked?” Seungmin joked, his cheeks red as you pulled back again. You let out a laugh, nodding happily as you kept your arms slung around his neck.

“Of course! To be honest, I’ve had a crush on you for a while now. I was really glad when I found out it was you,” you said, staring at him sheepishly. He smiled softly at you, before pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“What gave it away though?” He asked. You raised an eyebrow at him.

“You really think I just threw all that philosophical stuff about Icarus out there for nothing? I was hoping you’d pick up the clue and use it for some creative inspiration,” you said. Seungmin nodded, feigning a look of impressiveness.

“That’s pretty smart for you.” You punched him lightly in the arm, eliciting a chuckle from the boy as he grabbed your hand and interlocked your fingers together, leading you down the hallway.

“So, does this mean your poems are going to stop?” you asked, unable to hide the pout in your voice. Seungmin smiled a little bit, giddy that you liked his poems so much.

“I mean, at least the public poems. But I’ll write you all the poems you want in private. But they will be for your eyes only. Can’t let anyone know that I went soft for you,” he said jokingly. You let out a laugh, squeezing his hand as he laughed along with you.

Honestly, you didn’t mind if the poems were public or private. It was more than enough for you that Seungmin was holding your hand right now, speaking words of love that held more meaning than any poem about Icarus ever could.

#stray kids #stray kids fanfic #stray kids scenarios #stray kids imagines #stray kids fluff #kim Seungmin #kim seungmin x reader #kim seungmin imagines #kim seungmin fluff #seungmin #seungmin x reader #seungmin imagines #seungmin fluff #stray kids x reader

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binxyu · 3 years

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Being on both sides seemed like a good idea. Double the money, double the affection, and double the action. But, your opinion soon changed when you were discovered and were punished accordingly for your crimes.

>>Pairing: Stray Kids (doms) x fem!reader (sub) | secret agents!stray kids x double agent!reader

>>Word Count: 3k

>>Genre: Oneshot / Smut

>>Warnings/Kinks: Murder, violence, blood, ninesome, polyamorous relationships, slapping, knifeplay, spitting, collars, gags, bondage, whips, overstimulation, oral (giving and recieving), anal, quadruple penetration, spanking, voyeur, dirty talk, degrading, size kink, choking, swearing, scratching, breast play/torture, electric play, handjob, begging, fingering, scratching, blindfold, paddles, and cockwarming (honestly just pure filth)

“Yeah, that’s what he said”, you chuckled after Jeongin looked shocked at your gossip. You heard the familiar sound of multiple shoes hitting the tile floor of the building. You turned your head and was about to say hello to the rest of the boys, but their dark expressions made a shiver go down your spine and you watched them approach instead.

“Guys what’s going-“, you were cut off by Chan’s sudden grip around your neck, pressing you up against the wall and choking you. You couldn’t breathe and your small hands desperately tried to pry off his huge ones that wouldn’t let loose on their grip around your neck.

“How long? How fucking long have you been doing this? How long have you been telling our secrets to them?!”, Chan yelled in your face, spitting slightly in rage. Your face started to turn a different shade from the lack of air and the man finally let you go, making you fall to the ground on your knees. You tried to catch your breath before looking up at the man, tears staining your cheeks from thinking you were going to die.

“I-“, you realized what they were talking about and sobbed a little louder, covering your mouth to try to quiet them. Felix groaned and walked up behind you, gripping your hair and pulling your head back to look at him.

“Fucking admit to what you’ve done you good for nothing bitch”, he practically growling, his teeth gritting in pure anger. You winced at the harsh grip on your hair and noticed all of the boys looking at you, Chan filling Jeongin in on the situation. Even he looked completely angry at you.

“I’m sorry. Don’t kill me”, you begged, sitting up straight on your knees and putting your hands together desperately. “I’ve only been doing it for a month. I swear”, you looked up at them all and Chan smirked. You on your knees like that gave him an idea for a punishment that wouldn’t involve your death.

“Get up”, Chan ordered. Felix kept his grip on your hair and pulled you up by it, tears streaming as he controlled your every movement. “Felix, we’re taking her downstairs”, your eyes went wide at the order. You had never been in the basement, but you knew that was the torture room. You tried to pull away, but Felix only tightened his grip on your hair as he pulled you towards the elevator. The rest of the group followed behind you two.

“What are you going to do to me?”, you asked, not knowing if you even wanted to know the answer. Chan grabbed your wrist and pulled you out of Felix’s grip, your chest now against Chan’s. His finger trailed along your jaw line and his eyes were on your lips. He raised an eyebrow at you.

“Well, I think I’ve come up with a more fitting punishment for you that’s not death. One that I think you’ve been wanting since you started working with us. Besides, it’s just fitting considering you gave away our secrets for a good fuck with our enemies”, he slapped you, leaving a bright red hand print on your face. The impact made your face go to side and you looked back at him after you recovered from the shock, your hand on your now bruising cheek.

“What are you talking about?”, you wiped your tears, trying to play dumb, but that just made Chan ever more pissed.

“Don’t play dumb, y/n. He was the one who told us”, Hyunjin chuckled, coming closer to you and twirling a strand of your hair with his finger. Fear suddenly went through you, knowing that they knew about your affair. The one night stand that turned into more. You knew you never should’ve done it, but you did.

“How?”, you choked out, looking at the rest of them in surprise. He would’ve never told them willingly.

“Well, he was rather compliant when we threatened to kill him. He told us everything. Your affair, the secrets you gave him, and how long you had really been doing it”, Felix crossed his arms and leaned against the wall of the elevator. He chuckled before finishing his sentence, “but, we killed him anyways because as you know he’s our biggest enemy. And, yet, you let him fuck you” you gulped at the lustful and dark look in his eyes.

“You joined because of him. It wasn’t that hard to figure out”, Chan shrugged his shoulders, “he was screaming and begging for mercy before we killed him” that sentence made you snap. You slapped Chan and desperately pushed the buttons of the elevator to get out. Changbin sighed before grabbing you and covering your mouth with his hand as his other arm was wrapped around your waist. You kicked and punched and screamed, but he wouldn’t let you go.

“Babygirl, if you think he went hard on you then you’re in for a ride”, Changbin whispered into your ear and you stopped, wondering what he meant until you realized. The elevator door opened and you saw the dark basement, a couple of doors lining the walls. Changbin brought you to the last door, the others following closely behind, loosening the buttons on their suits.

“What the fuck”, you whispered, your eyes wide at the room full of sex toys lining the wall and a black bed, chains hanging from the bed posts. You didn’t think a room would exist inside of a secret agency meant to do good for the government, but apparently you were very mistaken. You knew the boys had other ways of making money, but you didn’t expect a sex room to be the way.

“Welcome to our little playroom”, Minho walked past you and chuckled as Changbin threw you onto the bed and cuffed your wrists, watching you completely comply. You didn’t want to admit it, but you wanted this. You always had. You wouldn’t fight it. They all took off their clothes and put their suits on the couch across the room.

“Aw, a cat got your tongue bitch? Why don’t you tell us how wet you are, hmm? How much you’ve always wanted this?”, Seungmin walked up and patted your red cheek. A wave of arousal went to your core at his words and you watched as the rest of the men got toys or watched you. Their eyes looking over your body.

“I’ve always wanted this”, you nodded and felt Changbin rubbing your clothed clit through your black work skirt. You spread your legs wider for him and he chuckled. “Please have your way with me”, you begged and Chan tilted his head, a little taken aback by how easily you agreed to the punishment. He saw it coming though.

“We will doll. But, remember, this is a punishment. You’ll be patient like a good whore”, Changbin slapped your thigh in warning and you whined from the pain. He continued to rub your clothed clit before the rest of the men came over. Chan gripped your hips and flipped you over onto your hands and knees, your wrists still bound by the chains.

“How pretty”, Chan trailed his finger along your back, admiring the way it arched before ripping the fabric of your blouse into two and throwing the fabric onto the floor. The cold air of the room hit your barely clothed breasts and made your nipples get hard, making them extra sensitive.

“So needy for our touch already, aren’t you?”, Changbin chuckled and pulled your skirt and underwear off. His finger trailed down your folds and rubbed your wetness in circles around your hole. Jeongin watched the action and felt his erection get harder.

Chan and Felix got underneath you. Chan’s hand unclamped your bra and threw it onto the floor, his lips immediately sucking your sensitive bud once your breasts were visible. Felix pinched your nipple and you moaned from the sensation of the two men playing with your breasts, Chan’s tongue swirling around the bud.

Minho watched as Changbin inserted two fingers inside of you and handed Jeongin a wooden paddle. The two men approached you as your back arched from the feeling of Changbin’s fingers inside of you and pumping fast in and out of you. Minho trailed his black whip along your back and you shivered at the feeling, a scream leaving your lips when Jeongin brought the paddle roughly down onto your left ass cheek. He chuckled and did it again, continuing to bruise the skin. Tears started to form in your eyes when Minho joined, continously being the whip down on the other cheek.

“Say thank you you bitch. This is what you wanted, isnt it? To be completely ruined by us?”, Minho ordered and you sobbed, trying to get the words out.

“Thank you sir. I’m sorry”, you forced out and Minho rubbed your ass. “Good girl”, he slapped it with his hand, leaving the handprint on your black and blue skin. Jeongin finally stopped after five hits and leaned back to look at his work. You breathed heavily, trying to recover from the spanking session and the sting that came with it.

Jisung handed Chan something underneath you and his lips pulled away from your nipple, so Felix took over, groping both your breasts in his hands and massaging them. Chan pulled something out of a box, but you couldn’t see what it was. Changbin’s fast pace was already hard for you to handle, but the pleasure completely took you over when he added two more fingers and thrusted even faster. You moaned his name and then screamed when you felt a jolt of electricity sent to your nipples. You had been so distracted that you didn’t realize Chan had put electric nipple clamps on you. He hit the button again after turning up the voltage and you shook, pain going into you. Hyunjin came up to your face and watched it change with each thrust of Changbin’s fingers or with each shock sent to your breasts. He loved it.

“P-please fuck! It’s too much”, Hyunjin chuckled and gripped your jaw. He put a blindfold on you and shoved a gag ball into your mouth. You were surprised and you moaned through the gag ball, choking slightly on your own saliva at first. Jisung clasped a black collar around your neck with a bell. Every time you moved forward slightly the bell would ring. You were completely at their mercy just like they wanted.

“Be quiet slut. You’ll take this punishment and be grateful”, Minho used the whip again, making your head go back at the pain. Blood started to appear from the cuts formed from the whip and Jeongin watched as it trailed down your ass cheek. Hyunjin touched your bottom lip with his finger, licking his lips at the sight of you being a complete mess for them. His connected his lips with your’s roughly and you kissed him back the best you could, your mind becoming overwhelmed by the pain and pleasure all happening at once.

Jisung moved underneath your hips and started to lick and suck on your clit as Changbin thrusted his fingers, making your orgasm rush through you. Jisung moved down and started to lick your juices up as Changbin continued to thrust his fingers, making you shake and sob at the overstimulation. Hyunjin chuckled and pulled away from your lips, moving across the room to pick up something. You couldn’t tell who anyone was or what anyone was doing due to the blindfold. Everything they did to your body would be a surprise.

You felt the strange sensation of cold metal sliding across your side. You couldn’t really focus at all due to the overstimulation Jisung and Changbin were giving you, but tears immediately started to fall from your eyes when the knife started to cut into your side. Hyunjin had started to carve his intitials into your side, smiling proudly once we once down and passed the knife to Felix, who was still underneath you. He and Chan cut their initials into your breasts, making you scream louder around the gag ball.

The knife continued to be passed around. Jeongin, who cut into your left ass cheek while Minho cut into the right. Changbin, who stopped his finger thrusts to carve his initials into your thigh. Jisung, who decided to cut into your other hip. And Seungmin, who cut into your back. You now belonged to them.

You let out a breath of relief once the knife stopped digging into your skin and the nipple clamps were off. Changbin and Jisung stopped their stimulation and you tried to breath to recover. You thought the punishment was over until Chan flipped you over onto your back, making your wrists turn in the chains. Your back was against Chan and Felix’s chest.

“Open up”, Minho slapped your thigh where Changbin’s initials were, making you nod desperately out of pain. You spread your legs like you were ordered. Chan held your right thigh and Felix held your left to keep you spread as wide as possible for them. You didn’t know what was to come, but you had an idea. You bit your lip in preparation before Chan lifted you up slightly and rubbed lube onto your asshole. He and Felix slowly thrusted the tip of their cocks into your hole, already stretching you out. Your head fell back onto Chan’s shoulder with a moan spilling from around the ball.

“Such a good girl taking all our cocks. You’ll be a good fucktoy for us”, Felix whispered in your ear and after he said that he and Chan started to thrust into you, taking turns going deep inside your ass. That alone had you shaking and whining from the stretch. You felt two cocks rubbing against your folds, the sound of the skin slapping filling the room. Chan and Felix spread you open wider when you tried to close your legs. Changbin and Minho slowly slid inside of you, spreading your cunt as wide as it could go. You felt like you were going to rip, both your holes being completely filled by four cocks. Your moans and screams became louder when Changbin and Minho started to take turns as well, but even when one wasn’t deep inside of you the tip of the other was still inside to stretch you out.

Hyunjin watched your mouth fall open from the moans, your saliva coating the ball inside. He walked over and pulled the ball free, making your moans louder as the four men thrusted faster into you in perfect rhythm. Your orgasm was approaching fast again and you bit your lip.

“Open up doll. You’re so tiny I know your throat is going to be tight too”, Hyunjin spit onto his finger as you opened your mouth. He rubbed the saliva onto your lips and then pushed his cock deep into your throat, making you gag slightly before you got used to it. He started to thrust into your throat, rubbing against the walls of it.

Jeongin uncuffed your wrists for you and removed the blindfold before he brought your hand down to his cock. You immediately knew what he wanted and wrapped your hand around the base before moving it up and down. You looked around the best you could with Hyunjin’s cock buried in your tight throat and you orgasmed a second time immediately when you saw what situation you were in. You looked through your tears at Jisung and Seungmin, who were walking up towards you. Seungmin grabbed your other hand and you started to pump his cock too, finding it hard to focus with everything going on. The men continued to thrust into you, your cum covered Changbin and Minho’s dicks as they continued to thrust in and out of you.

You screamed around Hyunjin’s dick, sending vibrations to it and you looked up slightly to see Jisung hovering above your chest. He aligned his dick with your breasts and started to thrust between them. Your body was completely being used by all of them now for their own pleasure. Felix and Chan’s grip on your thighs tightened, their nails digging into your skin and leaving scratch marks as their cocks twitched inside of you. They pulled out of you and came onto your back, their heavy breathing filling your ears.

You pumped your hands faster around Jeongin and Seungmin’s cocks, making their moans become louder. Changbin and Minho let out loud groans as they pulled out and came onto your thighs, making you feel the strange sticky sensation. Hyunjin twitched inside of your throat and came, forcing you to swallow all of his seed before he pulled out of your mouth. You took deep breaths as you could finally breathe correctly. Jisung thrusted faster between your breasts and came between them, falling onto your chest as he took deep breaths.

After a few minutes of your hands moving up and down their huge cocks, Jeongin and Seungmin came too, their cum spilling over onto your hands as you helped them ride out your high. The room because filled with heavy breathing. You tried to wrap your mind around what just happened, but it all happened so fast that you really couldn’t.

“So, who’s team are you on now babygirl?”, Chan chuckled as he and Felix moved out from under you, letting you laugh flat on the bed.

“Um definitely your’s”, you laughed back after snapping out of your slight daze. Hyunjin patted your head and kissed it.

“Good girl”, he whispered and the boys got some towels to clean up the mess all over your body.

“When can I have my turn inside of you?”, Jeongin pouted and you sighed.

“Just take turns cockwarming you needy boys”, you chuckled and a smile spread across his face with a nod.

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pikapikapikaachuu · 2 years

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TRAIN TO BUSAN

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You knocked on the leader's door remembering how nervous you were the first time. However now you walk in a bit more comfortably noticing how everyone's attitude is changing into something more softer something...warmer.

"hey come in yn, sit ." he gestured at the chairs opposite him.

" are you feeling better?" he inquired showing his dimples and you wondered if it was for making small talk or genuine care. It seemed the latter.

"yep much better" you returned the smile.

"you're main job is being our personal doctor give the list of medical stuff you need to seungmin. You can start keeping our physical records and checkup as per your comfort. I ll trust you on that."

"wow this feels really real"

"it is and here's your schedule"

He handed you a paper with horizontal table printed on it

"strength training , member’s check up, firearms training, defensive training?”

you raised an eyebrow at him and he knew exactly knew what you’re thinking

everyone included in our organization from are drivers to S.Is everyone is trained .S. Is are-”

" secret investigators...this is harder than I thought.” you nervously smiled

" hey no worries i’ll have our best people to train you. you start officially from tomorrow but before that you’ll need to sign some forms you can get them from either seungmin or innie.”

*knock* *door opens*

"Hey chan, hey yn If you're done here we'd like to show you around "

"remember to behave lix"

"yeah it's me and 00s"

"why did that worry me"

"just a minute lix. Chan what about my previous job?"

"oh yeah I forgot here's your new card and I already told them to look into it. You can go over and sign the cancellation of your contract there."

"okay-"

"yn! "and han pulled you away.

"Hyunjin! Han!" you laughed at their unexpected enthusiasm

"what's the code you said in there lix 00?"

"It's no code it's us and now it's you I. N said your 00 liner"

"oh so that's what it is"

"So I think you already know this entire hallway leads to everyone's room and chan's office so let's skip it."

"wait although remember the rooms are in our age's descending order"

Let's go that side of the staircase"

"first one is the gym there are alot of equipments I don't think we use all of it"

"yeah the last one doesn't even work Changbin lost a part so it's just for storage now."

"next is the shooting range... Then the training area."

"but do you know what's the best thing in skz House" felix asked a glint in his eyes.

"the pool!" screamed Hyunjin and han high - five each other

"no?! It's obviously the underground escape"

"wow you guys have an underground room?!"

"let's go down it's the last room.

" welcome to the chamber of secrets yn there's a password to go in the year of stray kid's establishment "

"thanks han but can't we go in?"

"not unless someone breaks in. And that's probably never?"

"well that's sad"

"no its not sad Hyunjin shut up" and han Hyunjin started arguing.

And so you left them there down. Honestly not going in was a bummer

"knock knock"

"get in"

"that was lame"

"no that was lame" he pointed his finger at you

"I'm guessing you're here for the contract"

"Yep"

"Here" he spread out the sheets on his desk and gestured you to come closer

"This one says betray us like a traitor and you're in hell. This one, betray us like a fool and you're dead and this one says your death your responsibility ofcourse we save each other's ass but you never know."

"okay..." you said a bit no alot hesitantly but seungmin didn't seem to mind.

"hey seungmin-oh are you registering her" Lee know sat down on seungmin's bed.

"did you tell her about our code?"

"no I was about to. this is the most important one omerta, the code of silence. We rely on this code — in which no one speaks about Mafia activities to anyone outside the family — I mean our mafia gang to protect themselves and the family from the law."

"do you understand?" asked Lee know and you nodded.

You seem to still be scared of him.

"y-yes" you cleared your throat.

" so there's no blood oath of any sorts?"

And they chuckled well seungmin did while Lee know laughed like a witch.

"no? That stopped like decades ago if you really want to show us your loyalty bleed while fighting for one of us"

You shrugged. Chan said you won't go out alot. Isn't that a good thing?

"where are you going?" seungmin questioned as you took off.

"out"

"well that's really vague" Lee know said to which the other male replied "she's always vague. But when are you leaving"

___

Should you really ask the mafia leader to get your personal items from your house?

Yeah you don't think so. You only realised you were still standing outside seungmin's room when it's door opened.

"hey Lee know... Do you know who could take me home I need to get my stuff you know"

" well if you're thinking to take I. N you can't he and seungmin are busy today. You don't wanna go alone?"

"it's not that I don't I can't I don't know the directions you guys don't really live in a popular landmark "

"here's beautiful and you know it you can just take chicken or Changbin I'm sure he' ll like to go out"

"but where is... He? And he's gone. Age wise right? So seungmin.... 3 rooms ahead "

"hello? Changbin? Nope" you enter his dark room as soon as you leave.

But you meet Felix outside

"hey I need to go out do you know Where's... Chicken? "

"I won't take you!" he says running away towards his room "you're one of them! " leaving a very confused you. "oh so Felix is chicken and you never tease him that. Noted."

"yn"

"seungminnie "

"what do you want, be quick we need to report chan?"

"do you know Where's Changbin?"

"where do you think he is. He practically lives in the gym"

"oh thank you! Do you want anything from the city I can get you. "

"not really the hyungs go there all the time but I'd like a sugar glazed Krispy Kreme"

"gotcha see you later"

And both of you took off your separate ways

You pushed the metal door revealing the person you were looking for

"Changbin? There you are I've looking for you"

"what's up"

"I need a ride"

"where to?"

"my house and then the hospital"

"fine but only if you buy me lunch" he said smile tilted probably from trying to smirk

"well good thing I got paid today" you showed off your new card grinning

"we ll leave in 10"

"okay! I ll wait"

You settled in the passenger's seat of the blue sedan while Changbin was prepping to drive.

"yn remember nobody should know our base's location. So always take one of us or when you're alone take the bus and call us we'll pick you up from the stop."

"because people may break in?like you broke in nct?

He nodded finally starting the engines" "understood."

"how much do you think this card is worth? Should I ask chan"

"ask him when it's empty but I don't think it will" he said smirking

"is it that much!"

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"thank god I didn't lose my key" you said as you fidgeted with the lock of your house

"do you really think only keys can open a lock?"

"no. Teach me later. Come in. I didn't come home alot so it never got dirty"

"do you need help" he asked laying on the sofa

"nope I ll just dump everything in boxes"

"cool. Cuz' I really didn't want to help"

You both chuckled. And just like you said you really did dump all of the clothes.

"hey I'm ready to leave"

"do you not need to bid goodbye or whatever to your house?"

"whatever. Bye."

"hey you can go ahead I ll Park the car and meet you in?"

"Alright"

You nervously walked into the hospital making beeline to the Administration floor. You really don't want to meet people or get asked you were still officially on a leave. Thankfully either of seungmin or I. N did your work easy and you were good to go after signing the cancellations. You stepped out to see Changbin reading the hospital board.

"I'm done. Let's get some food " you stood beside him looking up at the board too.

Skz POV

The eyes he was feeling on himself weren't the ones who any normal citizen would give. His appearance was that of normal black tracksuit. Nobody would recognise him here right? Starting to get conscious by the weird feeling he pulled up his mask covering my face. He looked around trying to keep up with the facade but he noticed none. Just patient's family waiting and a few doctors standing. That's when he noticed the familiar name on the hospital's board.

"this hospital's owned by the parks"

He said putting on his seat belt.

"yeah I know the owner's nephew"

Do I pry?

"Jay Park?"

"that's the man"

"wait - was he the one who bombarded your phone with messages?"

"he didn't bombard it was a couple like 5-6.how do you know him? "

"I just... Know him" he shrugged

However before you could pry he changed the subject

"you don't have people to bid goodbye to?"

"no not really. I mean Jay Park was one but I contacted him earlier and somehow convinced I'm a private doctor of a really old rich woman which he totally bought for some reason. He's in LA right now so yeah I wont meet anyone for a while. Oh yeah there was my ghost friend "

" ghost? "

" yeah I don't know of I can call him a friend but we were on good terms. "

" a crush perhaps ? he teased giving a knowing look but you shrugged.

"not really I don't know. It's complicated" he pulled over to a pizzerie putting a halt to your thoughts.

"well then forget about it. Your with us now"

"yeah I am" you laughed.

AN: I think this is kinda a filler chapter. Anws hope you enjoyed. Thanks for reading 💗next update will be sooner. Thanks for waiting💜

Taglist (OPEN) :@sehunnies-hunnie96 @hibuki-chan

𝗦𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗶𝘀: All you wanted was a vacation even if it was for a few days. When you get a leave from the hospital you think lucks on your side but what happens when life has other plans for you which includes jumping in the sea and get taken away by 8 good looking guys- of a MAFIA GANG all in just a night ?

#stray kids #straykids imagines #kpop imagines #stray kids x reader #stray kids x y/n #stray kids mafia au #skz imagines #skz series #stray kids fanfic #stray kids ot8

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mintymiknow · 3 years

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Trust Fall - ch. 13 | Lee Minho

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Pairing: Lee Minho/Lee Know x Reader

Summary: You and Minho end up on one more task, and it leads you to confronting a certain someone. Events also lead to Minho finally opening up and telling you about the woman from his past.

Genre: Secret agent/spy au, romance, angst, action

Word count: Approx. 9.2k

Warnings for this chapter: Blood and injuries due to genre-typical fight scenes, showering together (nothing nsfw happens; they literally just take a bath lol)

A/N: Longest chapter I’ve written so far hahaha but I do hope you like it! We’re nearing the peak of this story as well as the end, so I hope this chapter is a nice breather of sorts. I’m kind of disappointed with the confrontation, but I did my best haha! Those are so hard to write. Enjoy! If you have any questions or comments, hit me up!

A day after the events with Minho, you gathered Seungmin and Jisung in the lab, having mustered the courage and conviction to finally explain to them what happened in SKZ’s lab years ago. You told them the same story as you told Minho, hoping it would shed some light on everything, allowing the three of you to work closely together and understand how and why everything was happening.

There were a mix of gasps and shocked expressions, faces contorting into disgust or anger, and even words of encouragement and apologies from the two males. Thanking them for listening and understanding, they also do the same.

“I didn’t know that that was the entire story.” Jisung mulls it over, “The heads of SKZ wanted it to remain a secret for the sake of the agents’ morale and avoidance of chaos.”

Seungmin releases a sigh, “I was quite skeptical of it all since I believed we all had the right to know, but I guess there was a reason. Thank you for telling us, y/n. What happened back then was terrible. We’re sorry we weren’t more aware.”

“No, don’t say that.” you start, “I would have hated for the two of you to get involved as well.”

Jisung chuckles as he offers a small smile, “Well, to make it up for all those times, we should really focus on getting the anti-serum completed.”

Seungmin nods, walking over to one of the lab tables, “We were able to extract Cle’s serum from the dead agent’s body. We can use these for our tests and compare it to the formula y/n wrote down in her files.”

“We’ll need to test the anti-serum on all the Cle prototypes we have to really guarantee it works for everything.” Jisung adds, “We never really know which prototype Cle is going to make use of in the end.”

You nod your head and gather some items on the table and begin to work, “Let’s get to work.”

For the next few hours, the three of you work non-stop on running tests and conducting experiments with various chemical formulas. A lot of mixing and pouring is done, and a lot of vials and beakers have been used in the process. There’s a variety of colored mixtures here and there, a few miniscule explosions and sizzling sounds echoing in the room too. The three of you mix chemicals, substances, acids and even solid materials into various formulas in hopes to come up with the “perfect” solution; of course, it can’t all happen in one day despite you wanting it to.

The three of you started working at 6:30 in the morning, and by the time you’ve decided to take a break after working hours straight, it was already 5:00pm. Jisung left for a few minutes to get some food, returning shortly after with a plastic bag of packed meals and three cups of take-out coffee. You and Seungmin clean the area before all three of you exit the room and head for the lab lounge room.

There, Jisung distributes the food and drinks before plopping down on a beanbag and releasing a sigh, “I can’t recall the last time I was that productive.”

Seungmin chuckles, “We’re always productive in the lab, what are you talking about?”

“I think it’s because we worked hours straight without breaks.” you point out with a small smile before sipping your coffee, “And it’s just the three of us working, so that means we did more workload each.”

“True.” Jisung laughs, “Speaking of which...who else knows about all...this?”

You hum, “Minho. I told him yesterday, but I assume he’s already told Chan some of it.”

“Yeah, very Minho-like. He and Chan have always been close-knit.” Seungmin explains, “Chan was recruited into SKZ ahead, and he was Minho’s superior for about a year, from what I remember.”

“Mhmm. Chan was his superior, but after one year of doing missions almost perfectly, Chan appealed with Jung to have Minho ‘promoted’. They’re now the same rank, per se, but Minho still treats Chan and acts as if he’s his superior.” Jisung pipes in, shoving a piece of chicken in his mouth after speaking.

“Were they always in the same team?” you ask.

Seungmin tilts his head, “Not permanently. Changbin also came into the picture, and they were the main trio. Although...back then, Changbin was usually on missions with Jeongin and Hyunjin. Minho was with Chan and a woman named Jiyeon.”

You hum, nodding your head and swallowing your food. Afterwards, you speak again, “Wooyoung from a cafe did mention a Jiyeon as well. Minho didn’t look too...happy. But I didn’t ask.”

“Ah, so you met Wooyoung too! I love that guy!” Jisung chuckles before his bright smile fades into something more melancholic, “And Minho probably reacted that way because she - ”

“She left SKZ as well.”

The three of you snap your attention to the male leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed and facial expression blank. You offer him a small smile, and the dull color in his face warms with color, a small smile on his lips as well. Jisung waves at his friend before chuckling sheepishly, “Sorry about that.”

Minho uncrosses his arms and shrugs it off with a smile, “It’s fine. I just wasn’t expecting any of you - besides Chan and I - would remember her.”

Seungmin shakes his head, “I was never close to her though. It was always just you, Chan, and Changbin with her. Sometimes Hyunjin.”

“Yeah? Well, Jiyeon never liked big groups of friends.” Minho releases a sigh, “And she never really stepped foot in the lab since she was busy running missions here and there. She loved the adrenaline rush.”

You feel your cheeks flushing - you’re not sure if it’s jealousy, embarrassment or awkwardness - maybe a mix of everything. But when Minho takes a seat next to you by the lounge table, putting an arm around the backrest of your seat, you’re pretty sure your flushed cheeks are a result of his doing. Seungmin and Jisung aren’t blind as they throw each other knowing looks.

Great, your cheeks are as red as the straw of your coffee.

Clearing your throat, you turn to look at Minho despite the fact that your face is still flushed. “So, what brings you here?” you ask in an attempt to divert attention away from you.

Luckily, Jisung and Seungmin give it up and look at Minho expectantly as well. “I have more intel for you all.” Minho replies, “From Busan.”

“Busan?” Seungmin inquires, “Did your team infiltrate a base or facility there?”

Minho nods, “Yes, though I assume the three of you would have an idea of what we found already.”

Jisung melts further into the beanbag he was sitting on, sipping on his coffee, “Busan’s lab facilities are known for holding acids, specifically hydrochloric, nitric, and perchloric acid.”

“In other words, some substances that could be traced in Cle’s serum.” you finish.

Minho’s lips curl into a small smirk, “Exactly. The team has brought the findings in and are currently transporting them to one of the lab rooms right now. How’s your work going?”

Jisung answers first, “We’ve attempted to make various formulas for an anti-serum and have tried them on various prototypes, but since we only have a limited number of Cle prototypes, we have to practice discretion to make sure we don’t run out of it before we actually get to test the perfect solution on it.”

“I hope the findings from Busan include more prototypes?” Seungmin playfully chuckles.

Minho smiles in response, an apologetic look on his face, “Unfortunately, none. Though we did find our next target area in Gangwon. Cle’s Gangwon facility is just a small clinic during the day, but through connections and bribes, the owner of that clinic allows Cle to use it for secret research at night. So, no one really suspects it because it literally just looks like a neighborhood clinic.”

Seungmin mutters under his breath, “Using a medical facade as cover...disappointing.”

Minho gives him a small smile before speaking, “Well, I’m leaving for Gangwon in a bit. Hopefully, I get some prototype serums for you guys.”

“I’ll go with you.” you say out of the blue, surprising both Jisung and Minho; Seungmin just hums in curiosity.

Minho puts a hand on your head to smooth your hair, “I appreciate the company, but I told you that you three should focus on lab work.”

You gently remove his hand from your head, lowering it so that you could envelope it with both your hands under the table. You use both your thumbs to brush gentle strokes on the back of the agent’s hand. Hopefully, neither of the two younger males notice the gesture. You aren’t ready for their teasing...yet.

“I know,” you start to speak, “but the three of us are currently waiting for the results of one experiment because we attempted to recreate Cle’s most recent prototype.”

“It’s going to take at least half a day for the formula to fully settle.” Jisung points out, “While waiting, I’m going to run tests on the stuff you guys brought back from Busan.”

“I’m going to do more research in the data archives.” Seungmin nods.

You look up at Minho, tilting your head, “If that Gangwon facility does have their prototypes, I’d like to take a look at them ASAP. I might also find useful files there.”

With a deep sigh, Minho closes his eyes and nods, “Fine, but we have to be quick, alright? I’m going without a team because intel tells us that the facility isn’t guarded.”

“Why?” Jisung asks.

“Because, like I said, it makes use of the fact that the location is a clinic.” Minho explains again, “With that facade, Cle is able to do research and run tests at night without anyone bothering them at all. Why waste manpower and resources on a location that isn’t meddled with at all?”

“Makes sense.” Jisung notes.

“There’s probably going to be one or two scientists at most, but that’s it. I can take care of that quickly.” Minho turns to you, “But you still have to be careful, alright?”

You nod, “Of course.”

“I want to keep this as lowkey as possible. Hence, me not even bringing a team with me.” Minho says, nodding his head towards the coffee Jisung gave you.

You hum, and without much thought, grab the coffee cup and hold it close to the agent’s lips. Minho slightly shifts to sip from the straw, causing you to stifle a giggle as you look at him fondly. After he sips enough, he playfully looks at you and jokes, “It’s lukewarm coffee. You’re so boring.”

You scoff and hold the coffee away from him, “Excuse me, but this was iced a while ago.”

Minho sticks his tongue out, causing you to playfully swat his face away. Completely forgetting that you had two other friends in the room, Jisung snickers and slaps the beanbag repeatedly, “Are you two officially dating already? Like dating dating? ‘Cause you’re both acting like one real couple right now!”

You and Minho snap your heads to the male who is currently curled up on the floor, clutching his stomach as he laughs. Seungmin looks at him with a “you good bro” kind of face before his expression shifts to that with a sly smirk, “He’s got a point. I am intrigued.”

“I can neither confirm nor deny.” Minho says playfully, a smug smirk on his lips before he pushes his chair out and stands up.

“Boo!” Jisung says from the floor.

Minho playfully rolls his eyes before turning to you, “We aren’t taking any of the agents’ vehicles to Gangwon in order to remain lowkey. We’ll take the bus. Meet me by HQ’s main entrance in 15 minutes.”

“Ok.” you reply, still trying to calm your flustered state from Jisung and Seungmin’s light teasing.

With that, Minho leaves the room, leaving you, Jisung, and Seungmin staring at each other. You slowly grab your coffee in an attempt to quench your drying throat, but before you can take a sip, Jisung’s banter stops you.

“If you sip from that straw, that’s an indirect kiss with Minho.”

“Han Jisung!”

Seungmin jokes along with a straight face, “Do it.”

“Not you too…”

“Dating isn’t a foreign word to me, y/n.” Minho groans as the bus moves.

Thankfully, there weren’t many people on board, except for you, Minho and maybe around nine or ten people. You cross your arms, furrowing your eyebrows a bit too seriously; Minho thought it was cute, but he doesn’t say it out loud. “I know, but like...have you actually really dated anyone? Do agents have time to do that?” you muse, “Jisung’s question really got me thinking…”

Minho rolls his eyes to feign irritation, but the faint shade of pink on his cheeks says otherwise. “I...have dated before. It was nothing too serious in my opinion. It’s just...yeah. Not worth it.” he says, choosing his words carefully.

“So your flirtatious side did come from somewhere.” you tease.

“Haha, very funny.” Minho smirks, pinching your nose, “And you? Hard to believe someone as pretty as you has never had a relationship.”

“Ha, there’s the flirt in you.” you say in a deadpan manner before shaking your head, “But no, I’ve never dated anyone. I dated my work, unfortunately. My medical and scientific goals were the love of my life.”

“Were?”

You shrug, “Now, I don’t think it’s the same anymore.”

“Hmmm.” Minho hums to himself in thought, leaning back against his seat, “Fascinating.”

A few seconds later, Minho feels a weight fall on his shoulder. He slowly turns, now realizing that you had laid your head on his shoulder, your eyes closed in bliss as soft snores escaped your lips. Minho’s heart sings for joy and melts like chocolate at the sight of it all, and he has to use all his strength to keep himself from sobbing in joy.

“I told you I’d go to Gangwon alone.” he whispers with an amused smirk on his lips.

He presses a chaste kiss on the top of your head, gently nuzzling his nose into your hair while doing so. Unconsciously, you wrap your arms around his, scooting ever-so-slightly closer to his side. Minho stifles another chuckle, using his free hand to reposition your head to a more comfortable position on his shoulder before leaning back and relaxing completely.

Gangwon was still one hour away. Perhaps he’d indulge and relish in the way you fit perfectly by his side, giving him the light he’s lost long ago.

When Minho woke you up an hour later, you both arrived at one of the Gangwon bus stops. From there, you both put on a little act as some random couple simply strolling the city, hand-in-hand and laughing about some stupid joke (funnily enough, Jisung had randomly texted Minho a joke he and Jeongin thought of, so that’s what he used).

Since you and Minho left HQ at a calculated time, you both arrived at the location by night time; that would mean sneaking in would be a piece of cake, especially for Minho.

As you both approach the clinic-like building, Minho notices that the lights are off. “Either they’re out or it’s a trap.” he whispers to you, tugging on your hand to pull you close, “Don’t stay away from me, ok?”

“Ok.” you reply.

With that, Minho does his agent-y stuff, sneaking in through a window that he skillfully opens without a single noise. He slips in first, helping you in afterwards. Proceeding with caution, the two of you slip further inside the clinic, checking the rooms for anything.

There’s a lounge room that’s practically empty, but there are traces of chemical substances littering the floor. You swab the samples and place them in bottles before putting them in a case. Minho scans the room with his sharp eyes and speaks with a quiet voice, “Those look fresh. Perhaps there’s been activity not too long ago?”

“Yeah,” you nod your head, “but judging by the appearance of consistency of these substances, I’d say it was from hours ago...maybe earlier this morning?”

“I don’t see or sense any sign of people right now.” Minho brings a finger to his chin, “Either they worked this morning and left tonight, or they aren’t here yet. Either way, we should hurry. Are you done here?”

“Yeah, let’s go to the next room.”

After searching another two rooms that left you empty-handed, you proceeded to the last door which was locked. Fortunately, Minho had contacted Felix who effortlessly hacked into the system and breached past the lock, allowing you access into the room. You and Minho then enter, beginning to search for anything useful once more.

You find a filing cabinet and sift through its contents, eyes speedily but carefully going through the numerous sheets of paper inside. Minho tinkers with a nearby cabinet that reveals a few bottles of prototype serums when he manages to get it open. “Looks like Seungmin’s going to be happy.” Minho says quietly.

You hum, “Prototypes?”

“A few.” the agent responds, putting the bottles in a secured case.

“Good.” you say, eyes never leaving the files you’re currently going through, “How did they manage to get my information…”

Minho shrugs, standing behind you as he peers over your shoulder, “Networks and connections. Plus, many of Cle’s agents are ex-SKZ scientists. I’m sure they managed to steal some information from our database.”

“Isn’t that dangerous?” you tilt your head to look at the male.

He answers plainly, “Of course, but a month after the incident in the labs, Felix and the tech team did a full-sweep and eliminated any bugs, viruses, hacks, and theft issues in our database. They’ve monitored it closely ever since.”

“I see.” you nod, putting a folder back into the filing cabinet and pulling out another one, “These are mostly just scrapped plans and formulas that didn’t seem to give them success with their serum.”

Minho nods, walking over to the other side of the room to where a locker-like cabinet stood. “Just grab what you think will help the three of you in the lab.” he says, preoccupying himself with getting the locker open.

You nod in response, pulling out another folder. A small wave of satisfaction hits you as you read the contents of the files, “This is a fairly recent file, and based on the notes and comments, scribbled on it, this is their most current formula. It...it’s identical to the one I kept at home.”

Minho has a subtle smirk on his lips, an unexplainable sense of pride bubbling in him at the thought of you being so capable, “Is that so? I guess that explains why they needed you on board. Probably knew you’d make the process faster for them since you’re an expert.”

“I wouldn’t say that.” you sheepishly chuckle, “They just knew I knew something and wanted to use that, I guess.”

Minho finally gets the locker open and narrows his eyes at the mess inside. And by mess, meaning there was so much clutter inside like someone just shoved their whole life inside. With a sigh of un-amusement, the male rummages through the items inside while saying, “Well, either way, they’re basically done with their serum, and if our intel is correct, they’re going to sell and supply those serums to high-bidding private parties in the black market.”

“I know. Jisung, Seungmin, and I will try to work on a solution as quickly as possible.” you assure the male, grabbing a few folders with formulas and plans and shoving it inside your bag.

“I know you three will.” Minho says with a small smile.

You close one filing cabinet and open another one, pulling out a random folder in the process. The first few sheets of paper are medical records, but you don’t bother to read what’s written or whose name it belongs to.

Not until the next sheet of paper reveals a picture.

There, in full color, is a picture of your dear friend, Ahn Hyejoo.

You tilt your head in utter confusion, wondering if the late doctor was also in kahoots with Cle or something of the like. You flip to the next page of the file, but regret it as soon as you feel your heart sinking to the deepest depths of despair. There on the paper, in clear writing, were plans of her apparent death.

She died in an accident. An accident.

But according to these files, Cle had “staged” or planned that accident.

It didn’t make sense. Why would they do that? Ahn Hyejoo was a humble and sweet doctor who spent most of her time drowning herself in chamomile tea and eating shortcake during her breaks in the hospital. She was the doctor who greeted everyone with a smile and remained extremely patient even to the crankier patients. She dedicated her short life to serving others and helping in the hospital. What could she have possibly done to have Cle end her life?

Your heart palpitates at the mere confusion, mind swirling and body shaking at what you had just read. “I don’t understand…” you trail off, more to yourself than anyone, really; you doubt Minho heard you as well.

Little did you know, just as you were frazzled by your discovery, so was Minho.

After rummaging through the heap of mess in the locker, he stumbled upon three things - three very distinct things to him.

A golden bracelet adorned with small red-ruby charms.

A glittery, black hair scrunchie used to tie someone’s hair into a ponytail.

And a single silver, dangling earring in the shape of an arrow, a small star at the tip of it.

The bracelet belonged to her. The scrunchie belonged to her. The earring belonged to him.

With a clenched jaw, the male agent sweeps the items to the side, revealing a small folder with just a few sheets of paper inside. Opening it, his eyes land on the picture of a woman, and below her picture is her personal information and profile details, much like how SKZ files looked like - except this was a profile for Cle agents.

Minho knew. He knew before Jiyeon left his life. But to see it again and be reminded once more...it didn’t sadden him. It only angered him, the disgusting feeling of bitterness piling inside.

From the other end of the room, you hastily put Hyejoo’s file back into the cabinet before walking over to Minho. You gently tap his back, whispering, “I think I’m good. I have enough data.”

But the agent doesn’t respond, and upon a better look, you notice how tense his body is. You decide to follow his gaze, eyes landing on the file in his hands - a woman’s profile. You assumed it to be the Jiyeon woman Seungmin and Jisung mentioned. Your eyes widened upon seeing that her profile was under Cle, so without a second thought, you brought your eyes back to Minho.

You expected to see rage - and yes, the thought of Jiyeon always angered him - but all you could see right now was bitterness and a hint of sorrow. You gently clasp a hand around his and whisper a bit louder, “Minho?”

He snaps out of his daze and quickly turns his eyes to you, offering an apologetic smile - a stark contrast to how his eyes looked a while ago. “Sorry, I just - ” he begins, but is cut off by a light snicker.

“Fancy seeing you two here.”

Minho doesn’t turn his head, narrowing his eyes instead. You, however, snap your head to the voice almost immediately, recognizing the familiarity without any issue. And because you do, your eyes widen with horror and heart ache, chest constricting with a sickening feeling as your hands move to grab the sleeve of Minho’s jacket. “Hyunbin…” you manage to gasp out, still unable to accept the fact the Minho was right about his assumption.

“Hey, y/n.” he says as if there was nothing wrong with the situation.

“I don’t understand...why?” you feel your legs go numb.

Hyunbin shrugs casually, crossing his arms, “Our friendship was all an act, my dear. I’ve always been a Cle agent. My role in Gongjak was just a cover to track and monitor you.”

“Wha - ” the words get stuck in your throat; you feel like you’ve been shot by a million arrows at once, dragged along the pavement, and thrown off a cliff when his words begin to sink in.

“It was going alright, I would say. Well, until you got involved with SKZ again and perhaps...romantically involved with that man.” Hyunbin snides.

You ignore the last part of his statement and instead ask, “What did Hyejoo do then? I saw the files. Did you know your bosses staged her accident?”

“Yes, I came up with the idea.” Hyunbin laughs, “Hyejoo’s curiosity knows no bounds. It was my mistake to let myself slip, but one evening, we had...well, spent a night together, mostly for my amusement. However, her curiosity prompted her to snoop around my place and see some...things. Couldn’t let her live after all that now, could I?”

Your body shivers involuntarily, breath hitching in your throat when Hyunbin pulls a gun out. Fortunately, Minho is just as quick, hiding you behind him as he pulls his own gun out and aims it at the male doctor. Hyunbin snickers, “You do know that my target is you, Lee, not y/n, right?”

Minho is unfazed as he levels a glare, “I know. But you’re not getting your hands on her, so be my guest and try to shoot me down.”

In the blink of an eye, both males pull their respective triggers; Hyunbin moves to the side to avoid Minho’s bullet while Minho pulls your wrist, ducking down to dodge Hyunbin’s. Without a second to waste, Minho gently pushes you behind one of the desks, “Don’t leave this spot, ok?”

You nod, heart thumping in your chest as Minho stands up to confront Hyunbin. The agent draws the doctor out into the hallway of the clinic and away from the room they were previously in. Making use of the other rooms, furniture, and walls, the two begin a rapid-fire shoot out. Bullets fly here and there, breaking vases and cracking the cement walls like mere chalk. Hyunbin may be an agent, but his shots are a bit off and frenzied, narrowly missing Minho each time. It gives him enough time to dart across the hall, taking refuge behind a wall.

Hyunbin stops shooting, and Minho knows he’s out of ammo. Taking advantage of the time frame, Minho pokes out of his hiding spot and aims at Hyunbin, pulling the trigger and landing a clean shot on the hand the doctor held his gun with. Hyunbin hisses as he drops his gun to the ground, giving Minho ample time to pocket his own gun - he’d rather save him ammo - while he rushes over to where Hyunbin stands. From there, the two males resort to physical fighting.

With Hyunbin still recovering from the shot to his hand, Minho easily lands a punch on the male’s face, causing him to stumble back. While it was normal for him to do so in the context of his job, it also gave Minho some sense of satisfaction to hit the man who built up your trust, only to single-handedly smash it down; it was like hitting him for you in a way.

Minho cracks his knuckles and stretches his neck, “You know….y/n really trusted you. She considered you her closest friend.”

“That’s her mistake.” Hyunbin says, steadying his posture for a fight, “She put her trust on the wrong person. Though, I can’t really blame her.”

The doctor then lunges at Minho, swinging punch after punch as if he were in a hurry. Minho observes his movement, calculating each swing with focused eyes; it helps him dodge or counter his opponent’s attacks. The agent then grabs Hyunbin’s wrists and twists it behind him, causing the latter to yelp in pain. Minho then uses the opportunity to kick Hyunbin down from behind, releasing a huff afterwards, “I’m surprised you didn’t just kidnap y/n during your fake friendship.”

Hyunbin stands up and shrugs the pain off, “I was tasked to simply keep watch over her until Cle wanted to make a move. We weren’t expecting she’d go back to SKZ...not after what she went through there.”

“So you knew?”

“I knew she was involved, but my superiors didn’t say anything else.”

Minho’s lips curl into a scowl, “Cle’s really just a den of snakes huh…”

At this, Hyunbin’s snickers become more audible and taunting, “Oh, you would know, wouldn’t you, Agent Lee?”

“Wh - ”

“Your precious Jiyeon was also part of that so-called ‘den of snakes’ wasn’t she?” Hyunbin laughs, “Unfortunately for you, despite your skill and intelligence, you fell for that woman. She was charming indeed, but I did not expect you to actually date her.”

Minho pretends like the comment doesn’t affect him, but Hyunbin notices the subtle change in his body language - tense and guarded. Putting on a stone-faced facade, Minho says, “She’s gone now, isn’t she? That’s all that matters.”

“Oh, ‘cause you have dear Dr. Song now?” Hyunbin pretends to gag, “Unfortunately for you, I’m going to have to take her away.”

“Like I said, be my guest and shoot me down if you want her.”

As if that spurred Hyunbin on, the doctor aggressively lunges at Minho, the sheer force of it making him take a few steps back. Minho is just as strong, standing his ground as he wrestles with the other male. With practiced speed, Minho uses one hand to grab his pocket knife, twirling it in his hand before lodging it into Hyunbin’s shoulder. The doctor yells, gritting his teeth as he tries to pry it away from him. However, Minho is way ahead of him, pulling the knife out and stabbing it onto the male’s torso, causing him to let go of Minho and crouch down on the floor.

“I’d like to kill you right now - ” Minho doesn’t get to finish his sentence because Hyunbin pulls the knife out from his body and swings it at Minho’s leg.

Fortunately, the agent merely side-steps, dodging the attempt easily. Minho pulls Hyunbin up by the collar of his shirt, bringing him close so that he could knee him in the abdomen. The doctor crumples down on the floor, seemingly unconscious. Minho then turns on his heel to return to you, but Hyunbin gets up when Minho turns his back. Hyunbin lunges at the agent, tackling him to the ground. With Minho recovering his bearings, Hyunbin straddles him and wastes no time in launching a flurry of punches. Around three punches land on Minho’s face before the agent once again overpowers the doctor, turning the tables so it was Hyunbin below him.

But Hyunbin is far from done, bringing a knee to Minho’s stomach, the force and power of it causing the agent to fall back. Hyunbin then grabs the knife that was on the floor, straddling Minho once more as he lunges the weapon into Minho’s arm. He winces but does not falter, gritting his teeth as he maneuvers their weight to flip Hyunbin over and behind him in a tumbling motion. Minho takes the knife out and throws it towards Hyunbin, piercing the doctor’s leg, prompting him to limp as he staggers towards the agent.

Not wanting to waste anymore time, Minho pulls his gun out and swiftly pulls the trigger, landing a clean shot on Hyunbin’s chest. The doctor gasps out breathlessly, falling to the ground and griping in pain. Minho scoffs, tucking his gun back in and kicking Hyunbin to the wall of the room for extra measure. Finally, he makes his leave and returns to the room where you are.

He crouches down beside the desk he left you at, offering a small smile, “We should go.”

You worriedly take in his bloodied appearance, sighing, “Ok.”

But just as you stand up, you hear the door slamming and a digital lock beeping. Both you and Minho turn towards the sound; you look at Hyunbin in horror while Minho narrows his eyes coldly.

“No one’s getting out of this alive!” he yells, blood dripping down his chin; Minho’s honestly surprised he survived that gunshot.

“Slowly walk towards the door, y/n.” Minho instructs you.

You do as you are told, taking careful steps towards the door. Hyunbin slowly approaches you, and your heart freezes for a second. Minho, however, is quick compared to the two of you, grabbing Hyunbin’s wrist and pulling the doctor towards him to bring a knee to his injuries. Hyunbin coughs up blood, and Minho flings him towards the back of the room, causing him to crash into the shelves lining the wall. By now, both you and Minho are at the door, trying to get it open.

“No use!” Hyunbin cackles from where he’s slumped over broken shelves, “I’ve encoded it to never open unless I say so!”

Minho scowls, shooting a glare before making quick use of his intelligence to bypass the security code. But when he hears your soft, shaky voice, his movements halt for a second. “Hyunbin...please don’t.” you croak out, pleading eyes meeting the doctor’s.

The Hyunbin you knew would have smiled softly and chuckled like the spring breeze, but right now, he scoffed and allowed his lips to curl into a hungry smirk, “Boom.”

Before Minho can stop him, Hyunbin pulls a lighter from his pocket, setting the various chemicals around on fire. Minho grabs the small case where he kept the Cle serum samples and stays close to the door.

“Hyunbin!” you yell, but the doctor is busy laughing; it’s not an evil, twisted laugh - it’s cold and calm and almost smooth, sending chills down your spine.

Minho speaks into his comm device, “Felix! I need you to breach this code now!”

“On it.” the younger responds.

But just a few seconds after Hyunbin lights the chemicals on fire, a small explosion bursts, a thick blanket of pungent smoke swirling in the room and causing you both to cough. The air is extremely hot as the fire grows bigger and closer to a large bottle of unknown liquids. Minho wraps you in his arms as if shielding you for an imminent explosion, his voice commanding yet leveled as he speaks into the comm again, “Anytime Lix!”

“Wait! Just...a little…” Felix says from HQ through the comms, “...a little more...”

“Hyunbin…” you trail off brokenly.

Minho turns his head to the doctor who is now engulfed in flames, silent yet smirking as if he had won. The agent pulls you closer to him, making sure you don’t see the scene unfolding before you.

“There!” Felix announces.

The minute the younger male bypasses the code and has the door unlocked, a bigger explosion booms in the room. As the explosion goes off, Minho pushes forward, both of you tripping over each other’s legs as you fall to the floor. Thankfully, that fall somehow allowed you two from getting directly hit by said explosion, though the fumes may have gotten to both of you nonetheless.

Quick to hit feet, Minho pulls you up and wastes no time dashing out of the clinic. Once outside, the whole place begins to go up in flames, the crackling sounds of fire burning disturbing the night. Minho feels you shaking by his side, so he wraps his arms around you and ushers you to the secrecy and shadows of the trees.

“Lix, please have accommodations arranged for us here in Gangwon. You know where.” Minho quietly says into his comms, “With a good change of clothes for me and y/n.”

“You got it.”

The agent grips the small case of Cle serum bottles in one hand before turning to you to press a light kiss to your forehead before speaking, “There’s a small inn here in Gangwon that we have connections to, so they’ll give us a place to rest in for tonight.”

“Won’t they suspect that you're bloody and we’re covered in ash, dirt and smell like a lab?” you ask softly.

Minho smiles gently, beginning to walk, “The owner is an SKZ agent. They know what’s up.”

“By the way...I still have the files in my bag. I didn’t leave anything.” you say, hoping it somehow mattered despite the fact that Minho’s lowkey mission ended up with a burning clinic and dead ex-friend.

Minho smiles at you, squeezing your hand, “Good job.”

A few blocks away from the clinic site, a car picks the two of you up and brings you to the inn where Felix arranged for accommodations. A woman at the lobby greets Minho with a slight bow, “Agent Lee.”

“Agent Ju.” Minho greets in kind.

“Your room is ready.” she smiles gently while turning to you, “Necessary medical kits are there as well, and we’ve provided a phone in case you need it. I had someone go out to get clothes, but you might receive it tomorrow morning, so I prepared two decent robes for the two of you to use in the meantime.”

“Thank you.” Minho nods his head, leading you up the stairs after Ju gives both of you a smile and wave.

Once you both get inside the room prepared for you two, Minho plops the case and your bag on the floor beside the bed before sitting down. “I’m going to update HQ on our situation.” he says softly, “You can take it easy now.”

You nod, choosing to sit next to him. When you lean your head on his shoulder - the non-injured one, the agent puts a comforting hand on your thigh, rubbing gentle patterns on the skin. With his other hand, he holds the phone Ju provided to his ear, waiting for HQ to pick up. A few seconds later, a familiar voice responds, “Hello?”

“Chan.”

“Hmm?”

“Y/n and I are at Ju’s inn. We finished searching the clinic and...I need you to report back to Jung for me.”

“Ok, go. I’m listening.”

Minho then begins to tell the older male the events that transpired that evening, including what you found, who you encountered and what happened after. When he finishes recalling the situation, he ends with, “We’ll spend a night here to recover. We’ll head back to HQ tomorrow morning.”

“Got it.” Chan says from the other end, “I’m glad you’re both safe, now get some rest.”

“Yeah, see you.”

Minho ends the call then puts the phone on the bedside table. He brings his hand to the stab wound Hyunbin left on his shoulder and sighs, “For a doctor, he sure knows how to use a knife.”

You offer a small smile, “Well, we do surgeries, you know?”

Minho lightly chuckles, “Right, right.”

You lift your head from his shoulder and nod your head towards the bathroom, “You need to take a bath so I can treat that immediately. And, the fire and explosions involved chemical substances, so I don’t want to risk it contaminating or lingering on your skin.”

“You should bath first.” the male responds, “You were caught in that as well.”

“Yeah, but I don’t have any other injuries.” you reason.

“We both need a bath, considering chemicals exploded around us and we’re covered in all sorts of dirt and soot.” Minho stands up, pulling you up with him, “Let’s take a shower together, hmm? Win-win situation.”

You blush at the thought, immediately looking down at the carpeted floor. Minho stifles a laugh at your reaction before squeezing your hand, “I won’t do anything, y/n. Of course, if you’re uncomfortable, you can shower ahead.”

It takes you a moment to recover before you can shake your head and flash a very shy smile, “No, it’s fine...we can do that.”

With an assuring smile, Minho leads you to the bathroom. There, he strips out of his clothes and enters the shower, turning the water on. He turns to you and tilts his head, “Are you gonna just stand there?”

You pout and begin to remove your clothes as well; though your cheeks are burning, you get in the shower with him.

You expected to be flustered and awkward right now, but the entire shower time between you two is filled with a comfortable silence, giving you a sense of normalcy and peace. Minho takes a good few minutes under the shower head; while you would have wanted to take this time to appreciate his physique, your eyes automatically drifted to the stab wound on his shoulder.

Kang Hyunbin did that.

Your “friend” Hyunbin did that.

And now that the adrenaline wears off, you feel the heart ache and exhaustion wash over you like a wave crashing against the rocks of a cliff. The tears that should have poured down in the clinic suddenly rush down now, mixing in with the water dripping from your wet hair. Minho doesn’t notice as he rinses his hair from the shampoo, but when a sob escapes your lips, his attention snaps to you.

“Y/n?”

And right there and then, sob after sob leaves you choking and sniffing, tears rushing down your face like a dam released. You have to bring a hand to your mouth to control your cries, and it absolutely shatters the male bathing with you. It takes Minho a second to move, but as quickly as he can, he brings his arms around you and pulls you close to him. This was probably the tightest, closest hug you’ve ever shared, and the idea somehow calms you.

Still, your body violently shakes in his hold as you cry your heart out, wails blending with the sound of the water hitting the tiled floor from the shower. Minho’s hand travels up and down your back in an attempt to soothe you as he whispers, “It’s ok, let it all out. You’ll be ok.”

Your hands come up to clutch at his back, holding him close as if he was the only thing keeping you from slipping - a lifeline of sorts. You bury your head by the crook of his neck and do as he said, crying and crying until your tears ran out.

After a few minutes, your breathing stabilized and your cries had stopped. Minho pulls away just enough to look in your eyes, using one hand to move wet strands of hair away from your face. “You ok?” he asks gently.

You nod, offering a broken but much calmer smile now. Minho hums in satisfaction before pulling you under the shower head. You take turns in rinsing yourselves in the warm, relaxing water, making use of the soap and shampoo provided. After you’re both essentially cleaned up, the agent grabs two towels and offers one to you so you could get dried up. Then, you both slip into the comfy bathrobes provided before stepping out of the bathroom.

Minho walks over to the bed while you grab a first aid kit. You return to Minho’s side before moving in front of him, between his legs, and gently shrug off one sleeve of his robe to reveal the stab wound. You work in silence, putting the necessary medicines and stitching the injury up with gentle and nimble hands. Minho looks up at you with warm eyes, and you’d meet his gaze every so often while offering a small smile. Afterwards, you put the kit aside on the floor, but you do not leave your position.

Instead, your hands rest on his shoulders as his arms carefully wind around your waist. With one tug, he manages to pull you close, essentially making you sit on his lap with your legs on either side of him. Despite the blush on your cheeks, you lean your forehead against his, closing your eyes tiredly and releasing a shaky breath. “You’re lucky Hyunbin didn’t turn out to be a fight-centered agent.” you say.

“Hmm?”

You gesture the wound on his shoulder, “He may be an agent, but I guess he was a scientist and doctor first and foremost, not a field agent like you are. If he was, I think he would have given you worse injuries.”

“That’s true.” Minho nods, “Still surprised he can somehow carry a fight though.”

“I trusted him.”

Minho hums quietly, “I know.”

You sniff, urging yourself not to cry again, “Why’d it have to be him?”

“Did you love him?”

“I did not.” you open your teary eyes to meet Minho’s, “But I trusted him enough to be my friend. To be someone I could open up to and be weak with.”

“I know the feeling.” Minho whispers.

You sigh, “I put my trust in the wrong person again.”

Minho looks sympathetic, one hand reaching up to cup your cheek, “...do you still trust me?”

“I do, Minho.”

“Do you trust me with your life?” he says, and you aren’t sure who moved closer, but with every word he whispers, his lips brush against yours.

“I still trust you with everything, Minho.” you taste his lips subtly, “Everything.”

And like an elastic snapping, whatever invisible sheet of resistance that had stood between the two of you had shattered, the force bringing the two of you together. Lips clashed on lips in a slow, languid yet desperate kiss. Emotions poured out in a rush after being kept in for so long. If neither you nor Minho could express how you were feeling in words right now, the kiss you shared was more than enough to convey the message.

One of the male’s hands supports the back of your neck while the other clamps on your waist; your arms snake around his neck, and the two of you ensure that not even air can fit between your bodies. Minho kisses desperately, but there’s still a smooth and patient movement to his lips. They’re so soft and addicting, and you find yourself entranced in the dance he leads with purpose. You can’t help but hum into his mouth when his tongue darts in to continue his tango. Every slide of your tongues against each other sends a shiver down your spine, and Minho finds himself navigating every inch of your mouth like a pirate searching for treasure.

After a while, he pulls away after giving your bottom lip a quick nibble. Foreheads pressed against each other’s, Minho smiles charmingly as he whispers against your lips, “Should we get some rest, y/n?”

“Sounds good.” you smile back.

The male shifts around on the bed, laying down with you beside him and still enveloped in his arms. A few seconds of silence stretches while you both get comfortable on the bed; you eventually settle with resting your head on his chest while his arm coils around your waist. Minho stares at the ceiling, just about ready to close his eyes before you suddenly whisper, “Minho?”

“Hmm? What’s wrong?”

“That woman...that was Jiyeon, wasn’t it?”

Minho recalls the files you both saw in the locker back at the clinic. With a few blinks, Minho replies, “Yes, that was her.”

“What happened?”

His silence worries you, thinking that you may have overstepped your boundaries with him. Maybe it was a subject he didn’t want to touch with anyone but the boys. Offering a small smile, you shake your head, “You don’t need to tell me if you aren’t comfortable though.”

“It’s fine.” Minho smiles reassuringly, “I suppose I should tell you.”

“Ok.”

“Jiyeon was my girlfriend.” he starts, giving your waist a little squeeze, “But she betrayed us in SKZ as well. She was Jung’s favorite and most trusted agent.”

“Jung did mention something like that.” you say carefully, “He also said that that agent apparently left or escaped so they’re most probably with Cle now.”

“Is that what he said?” Minho says a bit too bitterly, “Well, of course that’s what he’d tell you to keep you from getting hurt. It’s true that Jiyeon left SKZ, but not because she escaped. She’s dead.”

“How?”

Minho closes his eyes, “I killed her.”

The agent expects you to stand up and scurry away from him - to feel fear and dread or perhaps look at him with disgust. It does, however, surprise him that you cuddle closer to him, gently splaying your hand on top of his chest where his heart rests. “I’m sorry.” you whisper.

Minho lifts a hand to clasp around yours on his chest and offers a gentle smile. His eyes are screaming fondness and warmth as he looks at you, “It’s been years already though. I put it behind me.”

“If I may ask...what did she do?” you shift to look up at him from where you lay.

“Jiyeon and I joined SKZ at the same time. Trained together, got assigned to the same team almost always, and eventually got involved romantically. We were a pretty good team along with Chan and sometimes Bin. I always had her back, and she always had mine. But at some point in time, her behavior shifted and she became more...elusive and mysterious. She avoided a lot of conversations, chose to take missions by herself, and even avoided me for a while. Jung dismissed my concerns; that’s his greatest weakness. For someone of a high position, he’s much too trusting of his own men. I assume that’s why he didn’t realize Dr. Baek was doing...things in the secret labs. Thankfully, Chan understood where I was coming from and we decided to investigate or track her movements. That led me to speculate her involvement with a third-party organization, though I did not think it was Cle at the time.”

“Did you ever actually catch her red-handed?”

“She tried to kill me first. She knew I was suspicious of her after one evening. But I was awake and able to stop her. I let her walk away because I somehow knew we’d cross paths again. Ironically...I crossed paths with her in one of the lounge rooms of the lab department where no one was currently staying in. Hyunbin isn’t the only plot twist - Jiyeon was too. She was involved with Cle’s experiments back then. She was in charge of facilitating certain events that allowed Dr. Baek and his men to acquire certain materials and to keep nosy SKZ agents away from where you were conducting tests.”

“So...how’d you stop - how’d she die?”

“I shot her.” Minho says plainly, “The day that fight broke out in the lab was the day Cle was supposed to transport their experiments to another base or location, according to what Jiyeon was saying. I told Jung, and he told me to dispose of any traitors I could find. That included her. I was expecting to hesitate and find myself torn over the decision, but…I wasn’t. The sight of Jiyeon angered me. She lied to me and broke my trust like a fool, so I was angry. Killing her was...easy. But the realization of what I did hit harder after her death. It haunted me for so long, and I blamed it on myself for being weak...for allowing myself to waste time on human emotions and relationships. Ever since then, I hardened my heart and detached myself from everyone except for Chan and the boys.”

You were about to say something when Minho suddenly says, “But during the aftermath of that incident, Jung and I went to the lab to check on everything and round up the traitors who weren't able to escape. Then I saw you on the floor, crying and looking broken and lost with the chaos going around. I didn’t know you back then - just thought you were an innocent scientist or doctor caught in the fight. But I could tell that something broke you that day the same way killing Jiyeon broke me, and that caused something to stir in me. I knew the pain you were going through, so I consoled you.”

A fragment of your memories flashed in your mind, a sudden realization falling over you as Minho’s words sank in.

You sat on the lab floor with an empty expression, blood dripping down your face and black smoky soot smudging your skin. An agent you didn’t know or have never seen held you in his arms, whispering that it was going to be ok as Jung angrily ordered the others to search for the escaped “traitors”.

“That was you…” you breathe out.

“That was me.” Minho smiles gently, “After seeing you like that, and after I reacted the way I did, I realized that human emotions were...complicated, but they weren’t stupid. It's just that...it’s not something to be wasted on the wrong people. Emotions were something to be used with someone or people who deserved it. When Jung instructed me to fetch you back to SKZ, I somehow connected the dots that you were a scientist involved in that incident and not just an innocent casualty.”

“I see.” you trail off gently, “Why didn’t you say anything? If you knew who I was or what I did already? Is that why you put your trust in me despite me being so secretive?”

“More or less. I figured you’d be more hostile and hesitant to trust me if you found out that I knew about your past.” he admits, “It’s...your defense mechanism. You shut out anyone and anything related to your past, so I wanted to wait until you fully trusted me.”

“You really are something else, Lee Minho.” you hum gently, lips curling into a small smile, “Truly something else.”

“So are you, Song y/n.” Minho hugs you closer.

You chuckle, “Thank you for telling me, Minho. I didn’t know you had gone through so much as well. That’s what Jeongin probably meant when he said you had your reasons for acting certain ways.”

Minho nods, “You’ve put your trust in me, y/n. It’s only fair for me to be transparent with you. And yeah, Jeongin was right. I had my reasons, just as you had yours.”

You let out a sleepy yawn before nuzzling closer to the male agent, “It’s nice to not have to keep secrets anymore.”

“Indeed.” Minho kisses the top of your head, “Thank you for trusting me, y/n.”

“And thank you for not giving up on gaining my trust despite me being difficult.” you smile, lifting your head from his chest and onto the pillow below.

Minho shifts to lie on his side and presses a gentle kiss on your lips before holding you close to him, “Deserved, my dear. Now, let’s get some sleep. You had a rough day.”

“Mhmm.” you let out another yawn, “Good night, Minho.”

“Good night, y/n.”

“I love you.” Minho merely says it in his mind, but he knows he’ll be able to tell you someday.

And perhaps you’d say the same.

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call me babydoll | reader x chan

a/n: ahhhhh holy holy heck this chapter is SO DAMN EXCITING hehehe I had sosososo much writing and doing all the research!! please let me know if there is anything factual/cultural that I need to fix! I tried the best I could although I most def am not an expert in Egyptian culture so I appreciate it a lot :) hehe i hope ya have fun reading this chapter teehee oh! also I love hearing what you thought of it too! :D

Four

Pairing: self insert, female reader x bang chan

Genre: action, mystery and suspense, fluff, smut, angst

Tags: (of this part) bodyguard au, secret agent au, royal au, moderndayprince!chan, secretagent!reader, secretagent!jeongin, secretagent!jisung, collegestudent!seungmin, royal!minho, skz side characters, adventure and mystery, action and peril, plot driven, running out of time, slow-ish burn, growing feelings, sexual tension, explicit language, several mentions of food and alcohol as well as getting tipsy/drunk that good, good making out, suggestive themes

CWs: mentions of guns, mentions of knives, themes of jealousy (expressed by the reader)

Word count: 7.5k

Parts

ONE | TWO | THREE | FOUR | FIVE

“Well, we’re in Cairo alright.”

Two tugged the amazed young stow-away-student, Seungmin, by the hand of his backpack to keep him from running into one of the palm tree planters decorating the terminal. The young man had nearly slept the whole flight due to the length as well as the exasperation that he had just been through. While his eyes were still darkened from his nap, his glossy pupils still wondered all around him.

“I take it back. I’m so glad that I almost died so I could end up here with you guys.”

Jeongin slapped him from the backside of his head. “Never be thankful for almost dying. Life is a lot more fucking fragile than you think. This isn’t just some joyride--”

“--Ease up F.” You interrupted your partner as you shouldered your bag. The kid had already been through enough already: he didn’t need accosting on top of it all.

The dashing prince sighed out and stretched his arms. “Ahhhh Cairo. It’s been a while; too long actually.”

The airport was humid: the kind of sticky warmth that dripped down your neck in a matter of seconds to then get caught above your lip. It wasn’t much help to the anxiety that already had seeped into your veins. The closer you got to a gun the more comfortable you would be. You and the other two guards created a formation around the prince with two in the front and the other in the flank. While each of you were dressed in regular street clothes, your responsibility of his detail still hung over your head with a severe air.

Chan threw his arm over the young student with an obscene grin. His hair had become a little disheveled from the plane seat and his hoodie, but he didn’t appear to mind. Seeing him so normal was somewhat of an odd change to your previous unbreakable impression of him.

“Seungmin my friend, you’ve never lived until you’ve been to Cairo. I’ve never seen another place so enriched in history in my whole life...it puts my kingdom to shame. It’s almost like...you can just feel the time here: hundreds of thousands of years...beauty, art, food, industry...I’ve got a thing or two to learn.”

Seungmin nodded at the prince’s grandiose gestures in the terminal with an enamored smile. “I can’t wait to see it!”

Your partner put a firm hand on the prince’s back to guide him to the baggage claim. “We won’t be here for long, so, don’t get too excited. We’ve come here for one reason and we shouldn’t dally otherwise.”

The young boy appeared to frown, and Two bit his lip with a little chuckle. “Way to crush the kids dreams F.”

“You know the mission, J.” Jeongin gritted his teeth with the words. “Everything is set, there will be a car waiting for us in the garage, and at the hotel we’ll have anything we need.”

Prince Chan lulled his head back with heels clicking on the flooring. Rogue strands of his hair hung over his sunglasses where he threw a look back at you while pulling them down.

“Don’t forget our little deal Bee? We’ll have time for a little pleasure.”

The white haired agent rolled his eyes with gusto then adjusted the royal’s glasses over his face. “We’ve still got to be careful, you Highness. We never know where they could have eyes.”

“I know where I’ve got mine...” He turned back once more to throw his cockiness in your general direction.

“Listen to F, your Highness...if you want to live.”

“Oooo. Feisty as ever, Bee. I love it when you bite back.” Chan turned to his new pet, Seungmin, “She’s really something isn’t she?”

The young man nodded, but not necessarily because he agreed, but it just seemed like it better to agree with a prince than to disagree with him.

The air appeared to turn even thicker in the summery and arid city and your group approached the parking lot half shaded. Outside of the cement lot, iridescent waves of heat wiggled on the horizon, and further, the astonishing urban sprawl of Cairo, and just over it, the stretch of the Nile and Giza. Palms and other varieties of plants spotted the landscape and above it all, a perfectly crystal blue sky streaked with thin clouds. Had the circumstances been different, you really would have wished to have been there for pleasure.

“This one. Right here.” Jeongin announced upon spotting the black armored sedan. It wasn’t the most inconspicuous vehicle, but you were prioritizing safety over aesthetics. Your partner touched his index fingerprint to the car door’s invisible panel, and it flashed blue just as the lock had at the safehouse with the ticking clock insignia.

Two whipped his head around to make one last check of the surroundings before taking off his sunglasses and reddened eye. “Get in. Both of you.” He urged the prince and the student. He popped the drivers side open to find a different pair of glasses in the storage compartment: gold framed aviators.

“Huh,” He said happily while putting them on. “This is more my style.” He rummaged around a bit more to find a new pair of black framed glasses there too. “Fox! Think fast!” He threw them over to your partner who sighed out with relief.

“Thank god.”

The trunk opened with a mechanical sounding creek, and you lifted up the trunk bed to find your whole arsenal: Heckler & Koch MP5′s submachines, Remington 870 shotguns, and Glocks complete with thigh holsters. Among the pile of metal, various knives and other weapons were held in foam holders.

“They’ve got knives back there?” Two asked while pulling the rearview mirror to see.

“Oh yeah. What? You more of a knife guy?” You teased while looping your thigh holster over your cargo pants. It fit just right.

The illusive man popped his gum with a shiny smile. “‘Don’t ever have to reload them...that’s what I’m saying.”

“Thank you Carroll.” Jeongin sighed upon seeing the thick laptop among the weapons. “Finally I can do some real work. That kid’s damn Chromebook was killing me. I nearly short circuited it trying to connect to our network.”

“You what?!” Seungmin was suddenly much more interested.

“Dont worry yourself too much, its still fine.”

“Are there cameras in here?” You quickly asked your partner.

“Agency should’ve fried them a long time ago. Why?”

From the trunk bed you sized up the Glock to feel its weight and how cool it settled into your sweating hand. You unloaded the magazine to see that it had already been filled.

“Carroll. She really is too kind to us.” You slid the magazine back in then, pulled back the slider to lock it once more, catching Chan’s adoring glance.

“Something interesting pretty boy?”

The prince appeared to shiver a little, but brushed it off sighing, “Oh, nothing.”

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Either it was Carroll or the King, but someone had spared no expense on the young prince. The sun set upon the sparking Nile where you had arrived at the Four Seasons Hotel Cairo at Nile Plaza.

Anything for His Royal Highness The Prince.

The towering and gleaming building was a sight to behold in and of itself. It was nestled right into the riverside anchored with several leisurely sailboats bopping in the evening breeze. As day crept into night, the city grew with a swell of lights washing as far as you could see. Extensive bridges and roadways glowed with headlights and every building appeared to be illuminated along with more boats strolling down the river in a rainbow of colors and music.

The prince craned his head as close to the window as he could and rubbed together his hands excitedly. He looked from you to your partners, finally making a disapproving scoff.

“Come on. You’re not just a little excited to be here?”

“We’re here on business, how many times do we have to explain?” Jeongin typed away at his computer from the front seat.

“Bee?” He looked back to you with a hopeful little glint to his eye.

“Like Fox said...tomorrow is our appointment with White Rabbit, then we’re on the first flight back home for you.”

The young prince frowned, but this quickly faded once he had seen the golden brass doors to the magnificent hotel. Seeing the state that the four of you were in, it was a bit comical that you had rolled up to a place such as this. Immediately a valet and bellhop jogged up to the car wearing perfectly pressed uniforms and spotless shined shoes. Little did they know you had no belongings to your name...the rest was waiting in your suite: the royal kind.

Seungmin cranked his neck to take in the scale of the building in all of it’s regal glory and let out an airy laugh his with his backpack straps snapped tight.

“Holy shit.” He exclaimed with a giant smile

Two rose a “no thank you” hand to the valet, and asked him where the garage was in perfect Arabic. The gesture surprised you...as many things did with that man. Jeongin gave a little nod in appreciation to the bellhop and expressed with his own broken version of Arabic that you group had no luggage. The young man was confused, but still gladly took the bills that Jeongin had slipped into his hand for the inconvenience.

“We’re staying here?” Seungmin wondered while he followed you in.

“When you travel with The Prince, it comes with some perks.” Chan tore off his glasses with a particularly prideful grin.

“I feel like I need to pay for just...breathing in here.”

Indeed, it was a luxurious and grand place. The atrium was patterned with various plush lounge chairs and benches and the path was made of emerald green marble tiles with swirling designs of beige loops. Thick, round columns also supported the ceilings in the lobby, and crystal glass chandeliers sparkled. On several tables, massive floral arrangements had been freshly placed, and you wondered how much the hotel must've paid for them to look that good just to have them replaced the next day.

A couple formalities were exchanged with the worker at the front desk, and soon the keycards to the royal suite were placed into your hands. Seungmin held his piece of plastic as if it were a gold bar in his hands whereas Chan shoved it right into his front pocket.

“Everything that we should need should be up in the room.” You told the group who were too distracted to hear what you had just said.

Just before you had entered the elevator, a tug at your sleeve stopped you in your tracks. Jeongin pulled you back, nodding at Two to go with the others up first.

“Remember what we talked about before?” He muttered in the hollow and stone corridor. “About the prince?”

“I need to stay beside him?”

Your partner nodded with a furrowing brow. “We’re out in the open here, it’s a big city...anyone could be watching us. No distractions, no messing around, no anything. We see White Rabbit and we leave. Hell, I’m even inclined to make sure he doesn’t leave the room...”

“Jeongin...” You squeezed your partner’s shoulder which felt stringy and tense under your fingertips. “I got it. Trust me. He won’t leave my sight. I promise.”

“..Okay.” He said with a nervous brush to his hair, then he pressed the elevator button with his knuckle.

“You...okay?”

The young man appeared to snap out of a trance. “What? ...Yeah. Why wouldn’t I be? I’m keeping it together fine. It’s just...there’s a lot riding on this mission. I don’t...”

The gold and reflective elevator dinged to the ground floor.

“We can’t disappoint Carroll with this one. There’s too much riding on it...I can’t disappoint Carroll.”

You invited your partner into the marbled and mirrored interior of the small space.

“Don’t worry, we won’t.”

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Even without the help of his royal helpers, Chan managed to clean himself up nice...provided, only the finest clothes had been sent for him to wear. While they weren’t the usual designer labels that he was used to, it was clear that they had been picked out from the finest markets and boutiques in the area. Chan, as he always was, was a prince to the full extent of the word. After a shower and some perfume to his chest, he was the same man that you had been introduced to.

A loose linen shirt swayed from his frame with little regard for the usage of buttons. He wore slacks that had been pressed made of a kind of fabric that you had never seen before, but looked airy and comfortable. As always, there was a small assortment of shoes for him to choose from as well. He picked brown leather loafers, then tucked up his sleeves to reveal his arms; scratched as they were, but still strong and spiderwebbed with thick veins.

Arrangements had been made for you to share one of the bedrooms with him--as much as you had fought it at first. Chan was thrilled with the idea, and gladly let you settle into his room with your small assortment of sidepieces and modest set of clothes by regulation of The Agency. While it had mostly been denim button downs and several kinds of functional trousers, they had sent an evening gown.

The silky white fabric was not unlike the dress that had worn for the gala, but it appeared to be even more sultry once you held it to your frame. The thin spaghetti straps barely held to your shoulders and the back dipped nearly halfway down your back.

Knowing the man that you had an appointment with, you figured the dress would make it just a little bit easier to talk to him. Along with it, there was a matching set of diamond earrings and a necklace that glinted with the same sheen of the sea.

“You’ll look gorgeous in that.” Chan said while slipping on a wristwatch. “I’m sure that it will suit you perfectly.”

The wooden bedside nightstand creaked when you put your holster and Glock in with a matching matte black knife. You had to be careful with that one, as it had nearly cut your finger upon inspection earlier.

“Hm. I think the both of us know that you’d prefer it on these lovely marble floors rather than on me. Correct?”

The confident prince strode across the room in the dim lighting of a couple lamps with stained glass shades. Outside of the balcony attached to your room, the sheer curtains blew in the night air and distorted the city lights across the river. Further, Cairo Tower surged with a pink light wrapping around the length were the cylinder pierced the sky.

“Maybe.” He tutted, then crinkled the king-sized bed where he sat. The prince’s disposition was alluring, there was no denying. He tiled his head to inspect you further, jaw clenching with a sharp angle and a testing glare to his brown pupils. The man smiled slightly while rubbing his index and ring finger down the sleeve of your considerably less scratchy blouse.

“I hope that during our time here Bee, I’ll get to know you a little better. I’m...really looking forward to our drink later. I made reservations for us.”

“Reservations? When did you do that?”

“Oh. When you were showering.” He smirked at his sneaky plans unbeknownst to you.

“If you think that I’m letting you go anywhere else besides this hotel--”

“--Bee?” The young royal grew quieter, softer, careful even. His hand cascaded from your arm down to your waist where he tentatively went to grab at your hip and squeeze lightly there.

While your first reaction was to swat him away, your second crept up on you unexpectedly, and swelled with a kind of confused euphoria feeling the pressure of him on your body. You let his hand linger there, thumb pressed into your hipbone.

“You don’t need that dress to be beautiful.”

His words snapped you back; sickly sweet, and sticky in your chest. You cast his hand off of you.

“You’re crossing the line, your Highness. Don’t...don’t touch me again.”

The royal sighed as he rose, then inspected his face in the sizeable mirror. Each of his cuts and scars had been skillfully covered with makeup the best he could manage.

“Bee, I’d cross multiple lines for you. I thought you knew?”

“THIS BED IS FUCKIN’ AMAZING!!” Seungmin called from the opposite of the suite.

The prince smiled, then followed you to the door.

“I’ve already got enough on my hands, your Highness. I ask that you not distract me.”

“Distract you?”

As soon as you had said it, regret bit at the tips of your ears. You couldn’t meet his teasing glances, but rather slid one of your more discrete sidepieces into your crossbody bag--as if guns as such could be such a thing.

“I-I...I’ll sleep on the couch.” You then resolved out loud, however the prince chuckled at your sudden break.

“As you wish Bee.”

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“I think that this is the best meal that I’ve ever eaten in my entire life!!”

Seungmin kicked his legs under the table to the embarrassed glances of both Jeongin and Chan. Before you, the prince had ordered a variety of both cold and hot mezzah dishes with a couple main entrees for you to share. While he was the only one to drink, he indulged in the most expensive wine that the hotel had to offer. Granted, everything would be paid for in cash from The Agency, however the Prince swore up and down that anyone could order anything that they wanted and that The Agency would be paid back in full. You and your partners ate modestly, however the young student didn’t hold back. As the boy shoved his face, it appeared to make the prince happy to see him eating so well.

You were still an odd group, and garnered curious glances from other restaurant guests. While they were only glances in passing, they still didn’t make you feel any better. You had already drawn enough attention to yourself with you being an odd mix of foreigners who each held themselves differently. You could sense that you partner felt it too while he sipped at his seasonal soup with eyes up to scan the room as he did so.

Chan threw his arm behind your chair to take in the rest of the room: perfectly decorated with jade green chandeliers and perfectly symmetrical wallpaper and furnishings. It was as if he felt somehow content with your strange little group; like he was the ringleader of it all or some king of the round table. For a moment, he paused to watch the way that the boats passed by on the river from the window nearest to him and sighed. Knowing him, he was probably enjoying running for his life in this way.

Two cleared his throat and unbuttoned his fashionable suit jacket as the waiters came to clear the table for dessert.

“So. What are the specs for tomorrow?”

Jeongin fiddled with his glasses, then dabbed away at the corners of his mouth. “He’s invited us to come around 11pm. He wants us to dress up too--as I’m sure you’ve all seen the clothes that have been provided for us. He apparently loves his formalities, but, anything to make him feel more comfortable I suppose. His men will meet us in the front and take us to him, then we try our best not to fuck it up.”

“--Which we won’t.” You soothed your partner.

Seungmin perked up, “I’m coming too?”

“How else are we going to look after ya, kid?” Two ruffled up the young man’s hair.

“W-wait. Didn’t you say that it’s a club? Will they even let me in? I’m not like, 21 yet? I mean, I will be in a couple months--”

“--Ahhh you’re so cute.” Chan beamed. “If you’re rolling with us that doesn’t matter.”

Seungmin blushed and played with the condensation of his water glass. “Oh.”

Your partner shifted in his seat. “Speaking of. Considering that you’re “one of us” now. We need to discuss something important with you. Your identity.” He looked over to you to finish the rest of the speech that had been pushed off for just a bit too long.

“Your name...is your most valuable asset. It’s the only thing about yourself that you can keep for yourself. No one else should know it besides you...and, well, us. If they know your name, they know your family, they know where you live, where you go to school, even that girl that you had a crush on in the fourth grade. Got it?”

Seungmin gulped dry with blown out eyes. “I-I think that I understand.”

“What do you want us to call you from now on?”

He paused, considering towards the ceiling. ”Well...if you’re B, and he’s F...and he’s J...I could be S? Simple enough right?”

“S it is then.”

The waiters arrived with every dessert possible: chocolate cake, Crème Brule, fruit cheesecake garnished with mint, as well as traditional desserts like Om Ali and Mehalabiya--a type of milk pudding dressed with delicate, pink, edible flowers.

Seungmin--now dubbed S--made happy little eating sounds while he tried a little bit of everything.

“Thank you.” You finally spoke to the prince, who now smelled strongly of Lotus and Jasmine.

“Don’t worry about it. I don’t mind treating my friends.”

The word hung in the air, and you didn’t quite know what to do with it.

Friends.

“Where is this reservation that you mentioned?”

He took a swing from his crystal glass with finesse. “Hm. That’s for me to know and you to find out.”

“Jeongin told me that I need to keep an eye on you, you know that? It would be best if we didn’t leave the hotel at all--”

“--But what would be the fun in that?” The prince nearly pouted.

From the others side of the table, Two in his aviators brushed off his lap before standing. “I’m going to get some sleep, if that’s alright with you? I’m feeling pretty jetlagged and I want to be prepared for tomorrow. Excuse me.”

The slender man bowed to you at the table, then even deeper to the prince.

“What was that about?” Jeongin muttered while he poked at the thin caramel layer of his French dessert.

“Actually, I think I want to head to bed too, I’m stuffed.” Seungmin rubbed his belly in his contentment. “Also...I think I might have homework due...heh. I don’t know...I’ve got to figure out all these all these time differences and stuff.” He pushed in his chair then gave the prince a deep bow. “Thank you, your Highness.”

“My pleasure.” Chan said with a tiny bow back. “Rest up, kid.”

With the empty holes at the table, the silence was deafening.

“And then there were three.” Jeongin yawned. “Bee? Wanna do some laps in the morning? I saw that they had a pool? Wanna see if you can beat my record...again?”

“Psh. I was coming off that biochemical cocktail the last time we tired. You had an advantage.”

“Then you’ll beat me? Hm! I look forward to that.” Your adorable partner flashed the first smile that you’d seen in a couple days. You missed it, you realized.

“Sleep tight Bee. Goodnight your Highness.”

“Thank you Fox.” The prince mirrored his warm smile.

Knives and forks clinked on china in the dining room, and music softly payed the soundtrack of the evening. A low hum filled the space where the tourists and patrons chatted among themselves. It was peaceful and normal amidst everything that had been pricking your skin and plaguing worry over your mind. The prince merely sighed, sparking eyes reflecting the candles dying out on the table.

“And now it’s just the two of us.”

“Seems like it.”

“Can I whisk you away now?”

“Whisk? Who said that I would allow any whisking?”

“Come on...Bee. Just this one time? I promise to be on my best behavior.”

You laughed out incredulously at the comment. “You out of all people can’t promise something like that.”

“I guess you’re right about that. But...still, I won’t try to make a scene or anything.”

The royal placed his napkin on the table with his knife and fork respectfully tilted off the edge of his plate.

“Follow me?”

Chan held out his hand. It was pink with heat and scraped a little from the glass that had pierced the fragile flesh. In some way, you had felt a twinge of guilt seeing the small injury knowing that you couldn’t have protected him well enough then. You allowed him to lace your fingers with yours, and felt the rough cuts of his scars in your palm.

You had promised to yourself that he would never know such pain again.

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“Annnd...this is it!”

You had taken all of twenty paces outside of the hotel when Chan gestured with open arms to the riverfront. Just at the riverbank, a steamboat was anchored with open doors for hotel guests to enter. The massive, multideck, white steamboat shone like the moon peaking at the ocean’s horizon. Each of the semi-circle windows were lined with white lights and from the inside, the delightful sound of laugher and live music spilled out to the glossy water of the Nile.

“W-what is this?”

“Well…it’s a dinner cruise but I just signed us up for the bar part. Are you...surprised? I thought that it must be pretty safe considering that we’re on the water and no one can drive up and shoot at us.”

“I mean...it’s a bit closed off, but nothing that I can’t handle.”

The prince held out his arm for you to lead the way, then took your hand to help you watch your step down the stairs. Chan provided his name to the conductor in elegant sounding Arabic, leaving you shocked.

“Y-you speak Arabic too?”

Chan chuckled once more, taking your hand in his to bring you down the creaking wood deck with swinging with lanterns above your heads.

“As a royal and diplomat, it’s best for me to know how to communicate if I might need to.”

“I must say your Highness, I am definitely impressed.”

“What? You thought I was just another pretty face?” The charming prince escorted you to a room within the steamboat that was lined with red velvet carpets and small bar tables with tea candles and water lilies floating in a shallow dish. He pulled out your chair before his own, then settled with hands folded in his lap. “I’m trained in hand-to-hand too, although I could use a refresher; that was so long ago, back when I went to school.”

“Hand-to-hand? Well! You really are full of surprises.”

The prince appeared smug and faintly amused by the compliment as he crossed his legs under the table and leaned in with his dizzying floral scent.

The waitress appeared and Chan flexed his language skills once more while he ordered a Hemmingway Daiquiri for himself and a French 75 for you. Somewhere off in the distance or perhaps a different part of the boat, louder and more excitable music played along with the echoing claps of those who listened along. Here, it was much quieter, and the loud sound was replaced with a jazz song that you had heard before--likely from your more formative years.

“It’s a beautiful night.” Chan began, “Thank you for agreeing to do this with me. I know that I’ve been a bit forward, but, I appreciate you entertaining me.”

“If I had said no, what would’ve happened then?”

“Well, maybe I would’ve dropped it, but...knowing you...I don’t think that I would’ve given up easily.”

The waitress returned with the drinks on a silver platter: his grapefruit pink and yours the color of a lemon drop.

The royal rose his glass for you to clink with yours, “To...adventures.”

“To adventures.”

With a resounding sound, the glasses met, and you watched the way that the shimmering liquid ripped across the prince’s nose.

The two of you sat for several moments more, saying nothing, but sipping and soaking in the night breeze and the humidity that made your whole body feel blanketed with a sense of calm. You had felt this way before back at the safe house, and it snuck up on you once more. Simply exisiting with the prince provided you with a sense of solace that had long since faded from your life. The sense of responsibility that you felt for the man was noticeable, but you couldn’t help but notice how he provided for you the same sense of safety that you did for him.

Perhaps it was the loneliness of the job and the solitude that came along with it. Was that you craved to be touched? Listened to? Admired? You had distanced yourself from irrational things such as love and other feelings of attachment. In your line of work, people died often, and you had to move on just as fast as their lives had been taken from them. You supposed that you had become unfeeling at this point...but this prince, so full of himself and focused on the material...there was something about him that reminded you how to feel.

“Bee? What are you thinking about?” He asked carefully.

“Oh...nothing.”

“You looked kind of lost here.”

“Was I?”

“You okay?”

“Yeah...yeah. I’m fine. Maybe the drink is just...getting to me.”

“Just one drink?” Chan giggled a bit, “I didn’t take you for being a lightweight Bee. I thought that they gave you like, drinking lessons or something back at that agency of yours.”

“I’m fine. I shouldn’t have more than one drink anyway.”

The prince nodded, understanding. “So, what will you tell me about yourself? Is there anything that you’re allowed to tell me? Or...will you always be this mysterious, beautiful, enigma?”

“Me? Enigmatic? Ha! Hardly.”

“Well? What then?” The prince sucked at the lime garnishing his glass. “Since I don’t have the pleasure of knowing your real name, I’d love it if you could tell me something.”

Over the stereo, the muted trumpet played along with the twang of thick upright bass strings,

“I suppose I could tell you how...” Chan leaned in, “I didn’t want to join The Agency. At first.”

“Oh? Why’s that?”

“It felt like a bit of a last resort and anything that is a last resort is something that can’t come easy.”

Chan titled his head as if to say, I’m listening.

“Life...fucking sucks sometimes. Sometimes...you’re left...living with your sleazy uncle with a letter addressed to you post mortem telling you to carry on the family name if you want to feel some connection to the parents that you never knew.”

The royal cast his eyes down, “I-I’m so sorry.”

“The Agency has been everything I’ve known since I was a teenager. This life...it’s everything. I think in a way I feel obligated to it...since it was what took my parents from me...I owe it to them to do a job that they spent so much energy on so that it wasn’t in vain.”

You stopped, realizing the weight of your words in the air and how they cut like the blade of the knife that you kept tucked in your waistband sheathed in a leather cover. Once the sharp metal was taken from it’s confines, there was nothing to protect those from the damage it could do.

“Bee...I don’t know what to say besides I’m sorry. That’s terrible. I can’t imagine what it must be like to loose your parents and have been thrown into this life...no one deserves that.”

“Its okay.” You sighed. “I did it to myself. Now, it’s of no concern. I can take care of my own, and I have a new family. I try not to look back.”

As he had done numerous times before that night, Chan’s hand reached out for yours under the table, brushing up against the white cloth.

“I can’t say how much I appreciate you enough for what you do; risking your life for me...I owe you everything Bee.” The prince softened, rubbing his thumb against the back of your hand.

The chug of the steamboat hissed softly behind you in that back bar room, and just through the windows, you could see the stars dotting the sky just as they did in any corner of the world. They were a reminder that while some things changed, others didn’t.

The echo of footsteps on the deck clicked, causing you to turn a careful glance back to the direction of the sound. The man who entered was dressed in a casual cotton button up and navy slacks. On the white of his breast, he wore a pin holding the symbol of a crest.

“Lee Minho?” Chan gasped.

“Your Highness!” The handsome man bowed immediately with a startled little smile.

The friendly prince stood immediately upon seeing the other royal to shake his hand. “What a coincidence that we meet again!”

Lee Minho shied with a polite smile while fiddling with his hair that looked to be masterfully styled. “Must be...fated. Or something like that.”

“Are you alright? Last I saw you was at the shooting at the gala. I’m so glad to see that you’re safe. You didn’t get injured I hope?”

This close, Lee Minho had oddly cat-like eyes that were as intense as they were alluring. He was just as you had remembered him to be--put together and polished like a true royal, dastardly handsome with all the right curves to his body, and just enough mystery to him to pique the interest of anyone who had sensed his air--just as the prince had.

“What are you doing in Cairo?” Chan asked, gesturing for the stranger to pull up a chair.

Lee Minho swatted away the question with an annoyed cringe. “Royal stuff, you know how it goes. Everyone is always trying to poke their noses in places where they shouldn’t be...unless they’re looking to get themselves killed. That's why they send me. I’m dispensable.”

“Oh, I’d hardly say that.”

In seconds the prince’s entire body had shifted towards the direction of the other man, and hung onto each of his words as if they were a siren song.

“When you’re not as high up in the ranks as you are your Highness, royalty starts to feel more like servitude than a legitimate position.”

“So, where are you poking your nose?”

Lee Minho’s eyes nervously flicked to you, and Chan realized that he had skipped right over introductions.

“Oh! I’m sorry, I didn’t introduce the two of you. Minho, this is Bee, my--”

“--I’m a member of his detail.” You spoke for him. “It’s a pleasure to meet you formally Lee Minho. I recall seeing you at the gala.”

Minho bowed slightly, “It’s a pleasure to meet you too.”

It was obvious that you had made the man uncomfortable, just as you had liked it to be. While you could see what the prince had seen in him, you had the disposition to be much less trusting than his Highness.

“Which royals are employing you? I’d love to know! It’s always exciting for me to learn about who is plotting what. The royal drama keeps me really entertained.”

Minho sat up straighter, then waved a hand for the waitress to come scuttling over.

“Some of my family members. You wouldn’t know them, we’re all dreadfully insignificant to be honest. They heard all this business about those men with the red crests and they’re starting to get scared. After they targeted...you, they’re wondering which royal family might be next...if any. I’m here to find out who they are, their whereabouts, anything else.”

“Wow! That’s actually what we--”

“--And where are you planning on getting this information if I may ask?” You hushed the prince’s loose lips as quickly as you could.

Minho leaned in over the flickering candle to lower his tone, “I heard that there’s an informant here in the city who might now something about this group. They’ve been popping up on national news too as of late. I’m looking to talk to him tomorrow evening. Luckily, I was able to make an appointment but it was no small feat. I had to bribe him to high hell to get him to speak with me.”

“Hm. Sounds familiar.” You mumbled.

Chan’s eyes widened, then he looked back to you to ask for permission. You gave him a nod.

“It seems like we’re here for a common purpose my friend.” The prince leaned in to bridge the gap between them, his hand notably reaching to rest on the other man’s thigh below the table’s surface. “We’re seeking similar information and I think we might be speaking of the same informant.”

“But your Highness, isn’t it dangerous it you to do something like this?”

“Not when I’ve got her around.” Chan threw a sly grin to you across the table. “I’m well protected. And you? Where’s your detail?”

“I’m afraid that I’m out here alone. Like I said, when you’re as low in the ranks as I am...”

“What? That’s terrible!! They aren’t even protecting their own? Bee!!”

“Yes, your Highness?” You already knew where this was going.

“Let’s bring Minho along with us tomorrow! We know that there’s safety in numbers--”

“Your Highness, in case you haven’t noticed, our hands are already a bit full...”

“I can fend for myself.” Lee Minho suddenly piped. “Travelling alone, I’ve picked up a few things about protecting myself. You don’t have to protect me, but, I appreciate the offer.”

“Nonsense! You should come with us! I would feel more comfortable if you did rather than went by yourself.”

Lee Minho gave the royal a smile in his thanks, it was pure and a little adorable you had considered...but that was likely the champagne going to your head.

“Really? I appreciate it, your Highness.”

While you were distanced, you nearly could’ve sworn that the prince had squeezed the other’s leg reassuringly, and you were willing to bet he had rubbed it with his thumb too just as he had done to you.

After long, the waitress returned with Lee Minho’s drink, and the two men chatted like old college buddies while you slipped away at your drink in an attempt to make it last as long as you could. While Chan did try to engage you in conversation, it would never last for long until he would become puppy-eyed over the stranger again. In the end, you wondered if the tipsy prince would’ve also confessed to this man if he had one too many drinks.

The table bumped with their jovial and restless legs, and you could only imagine what wandering hands sought to discover.

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The hotel was quiet save for the click of heels on the marble floors from ladies who had just gotten off the steamboat and clung to their husbands in their drunken stupor. They cackled in the empty and golden lobby, then pressed hasty kisses into the stuttering mouths of their husbands who’s mouths then smeared with hot pick lipstick. Chan giggled at the sight while he tripped over his own feet too.

“Ahhhh. Being in love is so cute.” He adored them once you had entered the elevator.

“You’re not going to throw up on me, are you?”

The prince hiccupped, then shook his head. “Unlike you I know how to hold my liquor. I’m fine. Just a bit sleepy I think. Must be the jet lag.”

The tones for each floor beeped in the compartment, and Chan lulled his head back and forth.

“So. Lee Minho huh?” You said, not even able to help yourself. The alcohol had brought you a bit of an edge...so you thought.

“Lee. Minho.” He sighed out dreamily. “What do you think of him?”

“I think I can’t trust anyone as long as I haven’t ran at least three background checks on them.”

“Awww, Bee, you’re so thoughtful of me.”

In the empty hallway, the prince with squinting eyes leaned against the doorframe to the royal suite, reaching out to brush up against your blouse once more. You let him, excusing his drunken state. After he did so, his eyes hazed over with something much different, while he looked exhausted, it was laced with something else: something much more longing.

“Bee...fuck, I really want to kiss you again.”

“Hm. That’s ripe coming from you who was just viciously flirting with Lee Minho.”

You could see his head spinning in his dilated pupils. “What?”

The door clicked open and you less than gracefully lead the prince through the dark to your shared bedroom.

“B-Bee, what are you talking about?”

You scoffed, “I’m not blind, you know.”

“A-are you...jealous?”

“W-what? Fuck no. I’m just...you can’t just...toss people around thinking that they’ll all bend to you.”

Chan sat at the edge of the bed and rubbed at his temples when you turned one of the lamps on.

“I-I was doing that?”

You tore a pillow from the bed as well as the throw blanket at the end. “I’m sleeping on the couch. Good evening, your Highness.”

“Wait! Bee!” The young prince stumbled after you, stubbing his toe against the bedpost in the process. “Ah-FUCK!” He grunted.

“What?” You growled back to him, half shrouded in the darkness of the suite living room.

The royal stumbled out, eyes blank and backlit from the bedroom. While you couldn’t see him fully, you later could assume that there was something in him terribly torn and ripped in that moment that made little sense to him, as it did to you to.

Arms reached out, bodies softly illuminated by the lights of the city, and the prince leaned himself fully into you, pressing bitter tasting lips to yours with a heat and desire that only seemed amplified the breather he had gotten. While he tasted of lime and grapefruits, with a twinge of alcohol. He was just as addictive as any vice. You wanted to feel him. As infuriating as he was, and oblivious, your abhorrence to him was just as strong as your attraction.

“Mm, Bee--” He moaned directly into your mouth while shuffling both of you back to the bedroom.

The prince’s trembling breath floated from his mouth to yours where he used both of his large hands to pull your face closer to his. You knew that in some way, there must have been something ingenuine about the whole scenario, but you didn’t care too much, not when kissing him felt like something. Maybe he had kissed you out of pity, or because he really had wanted to kiss you. You broke for seconds before both of your tangled limbs hit the bed.

“Before...you said that you wouldn’t kiss me.”

“I didn’t make any promises...but, how come...you said that you wouldn’t hesitate...? But you kissed ba--”

You silenced the prince’s words with your own heated kisses that made little sense, only that kissing him as such felt good. You straddled the man while his hungry fingers traced all the way down your back. The prince’s hips sunk into the cushiony mattress, and you screwed him down even harder into it with your own heated hips grinding into him with as much pressure as you could muster.

“This is what you want, right?” You pulled at his lip with your teeth to hear him groan from it.

“Is it...what you want?” Chan got out between more kisses.

You could blame it on loneliness or lack of touch all that you wanted, but it wasn’t even close.

“Wait. Wait.” Chan suddenly interjected.

“What? What is it?”

The prince looked up at you, that haze in his eyes now fading to something much different that wasn’t covered in the lust that he held before.

“Bee...I-I don’t know if I want it to happen this way. It feels...it’s not...”

“Not what?”

He brushed his hand upward now to caress your face, lingering on the side of the peach fuzz on your cheek. “You deserve better than whatever the hell this is.”

“Oh, so when I finally want to fuck you, you’re saying it isn’t right?”

“I’m saying, I’m drunk, it’s late, clearly there’s something that’s upsetting you, and I want to know what it is before we do anything else. Tell me, what’s wrong?”

It might’ve been Lee fucking Minho, or it might’ve been something else much stickier for you to admit, but seeing the prince like this, it was too much. He was gorgeous under you, practically angelic looking.

“I-I’m...complicating things.” You whispered out, and the prince softened even further.

“That’s what it is? Bee, I told that you don’t have to worry about--”

“--Yes. Yes I do...your Highness. I-I can’t feel...”

“Bee--let’s just talk about--”

The prince might’ve said more, but his words faded into murmurs once you closed his door behind you, then crawled onto the couch in Jeongin and Seungmin’s room, locking their door too.

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