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onlyweknowleeknow · 1 year

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Almost Forever

Han x reader

Genre: angst, breakup au, idol au.

Synopsis: Han had always been the one, you had never doubted it for a moment. But sometimes, the right people come at the wrong time. And because of this, your relationship came crashing down in a mix of hateful tears, sorrowful words, and not so sweet goodbyes.

Word Count: 2.5k

Warnings: afab reader, mental/emotional manipulation, hints of fluff, angst, depression, anxiety, perfectionism, language, crying, yelling, fighting, break ups, regret, misunderstandings, unhappy ending(slanted parts are memories), Han has big time anger issues.

A/n: this is gonna be a unique story. I’m not very motivated to write a normal one, so I hope y’all like this type of writing too. I do not condone this kind of relationship, it is definitely not healthy. this is simply a figment of my imagination, please do not take offense to it, nor get upset by anything said in the story. enjoy! :)

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Han Jisung.

The name seemed so distant, yet all too familiar.

It seemed like an eternity ago, the day he simultaneously walked out the door and out of your life.

Han Jisung had given you anything and everything. It only took the curl of your lips or the flutter of your lashes to get what you desired from him. And you, too, had given him everything. But sometimes, everything still isn’t enough.

Sometimes, on a completely random page in the book of your life, a new character is written. And sometimes, that character fades away within a few chapters, sometimes just a few pages. Yet sometimes, if you get lucky, that character will stay. That character will blossom into someone you couldn’t imagine your story without.

Unfortunately, authors like to tease their readers, don’t they? So they swirl hundreds of words and emotions together, spinning a web of adoration around each and every character, only to rip them away, one by one, when you least expect it.

They build people up, up, and up. Higher and higher, until they break the ladder, until they send one character or another tumbling into a pit of despair and longing and emptiness.

To you, that’s who Han was. He was your favorite character, the one that everyone adored and admired, the one that had been written off the pages of your book all too soon.

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You unlocked the dull-looking door with a groan. It pushed open to reveal an even more tiresome looking apartment.

Without much thought, you dropped your purse and slid off your shoes. You walked towards the couch with lazily strides, feet dragging.

It had been a long day, an extremely long day. Your boss had been so generous to give you an extra load of work because, apparently, one of your co-workers had called off sick and, also apparently, that was your issue. Somehow.

You didn’t have time to dwell on the past workday, though.

Suddenly, you recalled some leftovers you had in the fridge, tucked away in the very back, hidden safely away. Who knew, maybe Changbin would pop by and snatch up any remaining food. Wouldn’t be the first time.

So, with another groggy sigh, you diverted your path to the kitchen, rather than to the couch. As you walked into the kitchen, your eyes landed on a piece of paper that was magnetized to the fridge.

You had forgotten about the folded sheet, so you inspected it closer.

Quickly, you pulled away, then breathed in a sharp inhale. It was a simple recipe for rice cakes you had used almost a year ago now.

It wasn’t that you really needed the recipe, now or back then, but Felix had recommended it and how were you supposed to deny his suggestion, the baker himself?

Your eyebrows furrowed, your hands came down to snag the paper from the fridge and immediately crumpled it into a ball. You threw it away, then let your hands run over your face as memories began to cloud your vision.

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Your fingers flattened the table cloth, your tongue pushed against the inside of your cheek. You hoped it looked okay.

Your hesitant gaze wandered across the dimly lit room.

You had spent hours planning the little event in your dining room, but it was well worth it. The crimson table cloth was neatly splayed across the table, delicious food lay spread across it.

One of the dishes included some rice cakes you had spent a ridiculous amount of time trying to perfect, who could have guessed Felix’s recipe would be for advanced bakers only?

Flowers were placed in the center of the table, and candles were set around the perimeter of the room in miscellaneous patterns.

You pushed your hands together and breathed into them happily.

You did good. Yes, this was definitely worth the struggle. He would love it, you assured yourself.

You couldn’t stop the excitement that bubbled up your spine, couldn’t stop your fingers from lightly twitching.

You drew in a sharp breath and scrunched your nose, a habit you used to put your emotions at bay. You spun on your heel after checking your watch; 8:22pm. Han would be home soon, he had promised to try to come home around 8:30pm, which was an hour sooner than he normally got home. It was your 4th anniversary, after all.

You made your way into the bathroom, and made sure to touch up your hair and makeup, along with the grey dress that adorned your figure. It was pretty and delicate looking, yet comfortable to wear and soft to the touch. Your hair was pulled back, styled into a fragile bun. You allowed a few pieces of hair to fall over your forehead; it completed the look, you thought.

When you entered the kitchen again, it was 8:29pm. You hummed, and sat down in your chair to stop from fidgeting. Though, your foot continued to tap against the ground, your teeth also continue to nibble at your lower lip.

You couldn’t sit still, hands itching to touch or fix something. So, you stood up and shuffled around. You fixed everything that was out of place, humming a soft song that had been stuck in your head all day. You arranged the pillows in size order, fixed the dishes that were slightly out of place in the kitchen, rearranged the food platters on the dining table, and touched-up practically anything else you could get your hands on.

Time sure did fly by, because when you checked your watch again, it was already 9:15. Han should’ve been home a while ago, but you couldn’t really get mad. He did say it would be a tight fit, so you decided to wait.

But the seconds turned into minutes, the minutes into an hour, and an hour into 3 hours. And soon enough, you were slouched on the couch, staring at absolutely nothing.

Maybe he got held up? He wouldn’t purposely bail. He was a busy man, after all. He had to write songs for StrayKids’ upcoming comeback, learn choreos, and more.

You stood up, then sat back down. What could you do, really? It was 12:30am now, you were getting tired and worried. It wouldn’t be the first time Han had skipped a date the two of you had planned, but he hadn’t skipped your anniversary dates before. It was a mistake, you were sure.

As another hour passed and Han still wasn’t home. You decided enough was enough. You packed up all the food and cleaned off the table, folding the crimson table cloth into a neat square, before putting it away. You did the dishes, and by the time you were finished making sure everything was spotless, it was 2:07am.

You fought the urge to stay up and wait for your boyfriend. Instead, you walked to your shared room and undressed, putting on some pajamas. You then took off your makeup and thoroughly washed your face. You put your hair into a more comfortable updo and settled into bed, snuggling into the warm, entrancing covers and sheets. You stared at nothing for the hundredth time, a single tear escaping your eyes and leaving it’s mark on the pillow below your head. You checked your phone one last time, but still, radio silence met you from Han’s end.

It was an accident. It had to be.

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Your mind was filled with memories of him for the rest of the night, and well into the next day.

Work was long and tiresome again today, so you took a short break. You wanted to get coffee, but you really didn’t want to have to call a cab or walk. So you just stayed in your sad, little office, giving your mind a break.

A migraine was starting to form in your head, the familiar throb of pain washing over your body in waves. You sighed, today was only getting worse. Your co-worked had called off for all week, which meant you had double the workload… all week, obviously.

Even though you were prepared to handle everything, your mind was elsewhere, deciding that you definitely shouldn’t get any work done today.

But your self break ended soon, so you had to get back to work. Working definitely made the day go by slower, paperwork upon paperwork piled on your desk. It seemed like the day was endless. Even so, you were hardly able to make a dent in the papers on your desk, which just pissed you off more.

You groaned, checking your watch.

A mistake. Your eyes hovered on the piece of jewelry, time slowing down even more, if that was even possible. Apparently it was.

It was a simple, leather watch with black numbers and silver pointers.

You unhooked the watch, flipping it over to stare at the indent on the other side. It was Han’s initials plus yours, a reminder that you would forever be his. And maybe, at the right time, you would’ve been.

You found yourself biting the insides of your cheeks, chewing carefully.

And then it happened for the second time within less then 24 hours. It was strange, really. You hadn’t thought about him for months, not even if you looked at the watch. But after yesterday, he hadn’t left your mind, not even once.

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“Have you seen Han?” Your voice sounded small, even to you.

You only shrunk when Chan and Changbin turned their eyes to you. You weren’t scared by any means, just nervous. You had recently been nervous quite a bit. It was unusual for you, but what could you do? Nothing, not really.

Changbin shook his head. “I haven’t since he left about two hours ago. He might’ve gone to the other recording room though.” He offered. Chan agreed, his deep voice speaking up as well. “Yeah, he probably did. He goes there a lot when he can’t think of lyrics, or just when he needs a break.”

You thanked the boys, who offered you sweet smiles and soft whispers of ‘good luck’.

The pair was right, Han was in the other recording room. You could see him through the small glass panel on the door. He was sitting on the small sofa that sat in the middle of the room, hands covering his face. You watched him for a moment, but he hardly moved from his spot, so you knocked.

That made him jolt upwards, his eyes wide. He relaxed when he saw you, gaze softening as he motioned for you to come in. “Hey my love, what are you doing here?” He asked when you opened the door and walked inside, his voice hoarse. You assumed he had been napping. You offered him a smile, walking towards the couch, where Han was now sitting up with his arms outstretched for you.

You giggled, approaching him. He wrapped his arms around your hips, face pushed against your torso. “I missed you.” He mumbled, sighing deeply. You rested your hands on the top of his head, stroking his soft hair. “I missed you too.” You said quietly, not wanting to startle him awake too much.

“I’m actually here to check in on you. You missed our date again.” You slowly spoke, waiting for his response. And just like that, he was tense again. His muscles tightening for just a moment, before he pushed himself away from you. You stumbled slightly, blinking down at him.

“What do you mean, ‘again’?” He asked.

“Well— I’m sure you didn’t mean to, but you missed our last two dates also.” Your voice was slow and hesitant.

Han scoffed, standing to his full height slowly. “You know I’m an idol, right?” He asked, his tone laced with irritation.

You sighed, bristling. “Of course I know that. I’m not blaming you, I’m just letting you know how many dates you’ve missed now, I—“

You were interrupted by the, now upset, man. “It’s always about me messing up, isn’t it? I have a lot of pressure on my shoulders, y/n. I have to produce music for the group, and still attend normal practices.” He defended himself.

“Han, that’s not what I’m saying, I just—“ He interrupted you again.

“On top of that, I also have an extremely busy schedule to attend to. Fan meets, concerts, filming, vlives, and more things you don’t even want to know about.” Han was practically fuming now, his pent up anger exploding all over you.

“Han, calm down. I know you’re busy, I’m just saying that you’ve missed some of our dates. It’s really okay! I just wanted to tell you and check in.”

Han scoffed at that, crossing his arms as his gaze narrowed. “Calm down? You’re telling me it’s okay? It’s not fucking okay, y/n. All you do is talk about yourself! I can never do anything to please you anymore. You always complain about me not being around, when we both know I spend as much time as I can with you!” He continued on, “I work so hard, harder then you, that’s for sure. You just sit at a desk and sign papers all day, while I’m working my ass off to perform in front of millions of people! On top of that, I have to deal with Dispatch trying to pry into our private lives!” He shouted. Throwing insult after insult at your job and life.

“I know and I’m sorry, but that’s not fair, Jisung.” You said in a hushed tone.

Han paused. You almost never used his first name. But rage blinded him, so he continued. “You’re right, it isn’t fair. It isn’t fair that I have to deal with your complaining all the time, on top of my already stressful life. Would you just give it up? I need a fucking break.”

The Han you had agreed to date would have never reacted to anything like that. But this Han, he wasn’t the same person. He had changed over the past 4 years, and not really in a good way. You could feel tears threaten to spill from your eyes, and judging by the way his own gaze softened, you weren’t doing a very good job at hiding it.

That was the day you really, truly accepted the fact that your sweet, playful Han was gone, at least for now. It was time to close this chapter of your book, it was time to let Han Jisung go. You didn’t want to, but his words just sealed your relationship’s fate.

You stared at the boy who had stolen your heart, only ripping your eyes away when you felt a tear slide down your cheek.

“Fine. You want a break? I’ll give you a damn break.”

You shoved past him, ignoring his sorry pleads of forgiveness and his empty promises. “Y/n- wait, I didn’t mean that. I’m sorry, let’s talk. I let my anger get the best of me, I promise it won’t happen again. Y/n—“ You didn’t want to leave him, of course you didn’t, but you had to. If not for yourself, then for him.

It wasn’t fair, it really wasn’t.

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You wanted to curl up into a little, tiny ball and never see the light of day again. Life was cruel and harsh, you had been sure of that since you were a child.

But now, as an adult, after falling in love, the world seemed unfair in a whole new way. A cruel way.

Your heart shattered each time you saw Han in a news article or on television. It hurt to see dating rumors and scandals about the boy. You didn’t know if any of them were true, since you had cut contact with all of the members, and you certainly had no claim over him, but the thought of him with someone new or just the thought of him struggling, still broke your heart.

Even after all these months, the boy had managed to retain a solid grip on your life, his face appearing in even your deepest dream as of late.

And when you awoke, sorrow would fill your mind, trapping you within it’s depths.

But here, in the middle of your work day, was not the time to think about the miserable story that was your love life, or former love life, rather.

The only thing you could do here and now was hope for the best for Han Jisung and his members.

And sometimes, if you allowed yourself, you could imagine what it would have been like to spend eternity with the precious boy. Because god only knows; you two had almost forever.

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A/n: I wrote this while at a sleepover with two of my friends. It was hectic and honestly, this isn’t proof read. I have no idea why I decided to write a brand new story instead of writing a chapter for my ongoing series, or finishing up one of the two stories I already had mostly finished. But anyways, I wrote this in like 2 hours with a ridiculous amount of distractions, so forgive any mistakes. <3

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rosiehrs · 6 months

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mutual misunderstanding — kim chaewon

kim chaewon x fem!reader

yn: "it was a mutual decision." chaewon: "no, yeah, she dumped me."

SUMMARY ⤻ in which two exes understand their breakup differently; one thinks it was a mutual decision and the other thinks she got dumped. ultimately leading to two different stories being shared which in turn led to denial, then to animosity, then to unnecessary flings, then to jealousy, but essentially and predominantly – leading to heartbreak.

CONTENTS ⤻ smau, non!idol x reader, wlw, university au, angst, crack, mutual pining, exes to lovers, slow burn, miscommunication trope

WARNINGS ⤻ dark jokes, strong language, suggestive jokes, self-doubt, suggestive content, somewhat toxic relationship, will add more in the future!

FEATURING ⤻ le sserafim, hwang hyunjin (skz), ning yizhou (aespa), shin ryujin (itzy), no yunah (i'll-it), son jiwoo (r u next), chanelle moon (r u next), nishimura riki (enhypen), special appearances from aespa, ive, p1harmony and more!

STATUS ⤻ planning and ongoing

UPDATES ⤻ whenever i have time!

PLAYLIST ⤻

PROFILES! HOT BY SVT. mummy daycare.

CHAPTERS

01. glare

02. ignore her

more to come...

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#chaewon x reader #kim chaewon x reader #le sserafim x reader #izone x reader #kpop x reader #mu!smau #mu!masterlist #Spotify

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astraystayyh · 1 year

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MASTERLIST

OT8

╰┈➤ series.

༊*·˚ SKZ song series masterlist (completed)

༊*·˚ Winter falls | winter themed collab with @forlix (in progress)

༊*·˚ SKZ quotes series masterlist (in progress)

╰┈➤ one-shots.

༊*·˚ All for you- skz wedding vows | f.

༊*·˚ SKZ saying I love you for the first time | f.

╰┈➤ headcannons.

༊*·˚ SKZ as oddly specific love languages | f.

༊*·˚ Mundane activities you'd enjoy with SKZ | f.

༊*·˚ SKZ when you are stressed and overworked | h/c.

bang chan.

╰┈➤ one-shots & series.

༊*·˚ Pieces of you | f. a. singledad!chris. mutual pining. neigbors!au.

⟿ In which you and chan are each other's missing pieces. Alternatively, Chris and his daughter come knocking at your apartment asking for flour, and he's no longer embarrassed when you open the door.

༊*·˚ Vanilla | a. f.

⟿ Breakup with a happy ending.

༊*·˚ Beginning of the end (part 1) | a.

⟿ You are breaking up with Chan, he just doesn't know it yet.

༊*·˚ Bittersweet (part 2) | a. f. exes to lovers.

⟿ Four years later, you are back home and everything has changed.

༊*·˚ Wait for me | a. major character death.

⟿ "I think I might see you soon, my yn. You've been waiting for me, haven't you? Just like we promised."

༊*·˚ The wedding saga | f.

The impromptu proposal.

A few hours before the wedding.

The wedding and the morning after.

༊*·˚ Myth | f. friends to lovers.

⟿ Skimming across the edge of being friends and something more with Chan is a dangerous game. Even more so when you're both sharing the same bed.

"The consequence of what you do to me, help me to name it."

╰┈➤ drabbles.

༊*·˚ chan is tired and you are his sun.

༊*·˚ you're sick and chan takes care of you.

༊*·˚ when you're having a bad day and chan is still proud of you.

༊*·˚ chan comforting you through a thunderstorm.

༊*·˚ chan's hugs.

lee minho.

╰┈➤ one-shots & series.

༊*·˚ Invisible thread- 1 | f, a. academic rivals to lovers. slow burn.

⟿ Your studies have been your life line for as long as you can remember, what happens when Minho comes into your life and rips it away from you?

༊*·˚ Invisible thread- 2 | f. a. h/c.

⟿ In which Minho rewrites your entire relationship with love.

༊*·˚ Echoes of love | memory loss trope. a. h/c.

⟿ If given the choice would you love minho again? yes, you would've once said in a heartbeat. but now, you aren't sure of your response anymore.

chapter i. to forget - chapter ii. to remember

༊*·˚ The only exception | strangers to lovers. slow burn. barista!minho.

⟿ Minho was content with straying away as far as possible from love. That is until you stumbled into his café on a rainy night, and unwittingly, into his life.

"Cause none of it was ever worth the risk, but you are the only exception."

༊*·˚ Conversations with Minho | f.

༊*·˚ A cat proposal | f.

╰┈➤ drabbles.

༊*·˚ mine.

༊*·˚ a sun and a moon.

༊*·˚ when you used to feel lonely but not anymore with minho.

༊*·˚ minho comforts you through a storm.

seo changbin.

╰┈➤ one-shots.

༊*·˚ The alternative | brother's best friend!changbin. f. ♡

⟿ You've diligently chased the idea of being with Changbin out of your mind. That is until he picks you up from a bad date, making your steadfast resolve unravel all around you.

"Love is a risk, but what's the alternative?"

༊*·˚ Burning in the winter wind | romcom vibes. (fake) enemies to lovers. f.

⟿ Sustaining an ankle injury during a ski retreat isn't fun. Especially when Seo Changbin volunteers to stay back to tend to you- the one man you can never get a read on.

╰┈➤ drabbles.

when you're feeling sad changbin will do anything (being silly) to cheer you up.

hwang hyunjin.

╰┈➤ one-shots.

༊*·˚ The snow falls, we fall apart | friends to lovers. roomates!au. a. f. longing and pining.

⟿ when heartbreak looms on your life, and winter becomes a time you loathe, hyunjin helps you rewrite your memories with the season, and with it, everything you once believed about love.

༊*·˚ Somebody else | exes to lovers. a. miscommunication. happy ending.

⟿ You and Hyunjin have broken up, guilt and blame simmering between you both. He doesn't care anymore, or so he thought. Then why does it hurt him to see you with someone else?

"Don't want your body but I hate to think about you with somebody else."

༊*·˚ You're in the wind, I'm in the water (pt.1) | friends to lovers. pinch of unrequited love (it's very much requited dw)

༊*·˚ Orange (pt.2) | f. my take on The Orange theory.

༊*·˚ Young and beautiful | f.

⟿ How you both said i love you for the first time.

༊*·˚ Snow on the beach | f. implied soulmates.

⟿ You've never said i love you to Hyunjin but you've both always known.

༊*·˚ Say yes to heaven | a. f. (pt. 1)

⟿ Seven minutes in heaven except you're heartbroken and hyunjin has a huge crush on you.

༊*·˚ Say yes to me | f. (pt. 2) ♡

⟿ After your seven minutes in heaven, hyunjin wants to plan out how he'll finally confess to you. except you come knocking on the door of his rented cabin unannounced. at 10:53 pm. the perfect time for love, he comes to learn.

༊*·˚ When I fell in love | f.

⟿ It's your birthday and Hyunjin has a surprise gift for you- all the moments he fell in love with you in.

༊*·˚ You and I | a. happy ending.

⟿ In which you wrongly lash out at Hyunjin and have to mend it back. Human character who makes mistakes and apologizes for them.

༊*·˚ Conversations with Hyunjin | f.

╰┈➤ drabbles.

༊*·˚ serenity.

༊*·˚ mornings with hyunjin.

༊*·˚ nights with hyunjin.

༊*·˚ hyunjin and touch starved reader.

༊*·˚ you've had a nightmare and Hyunjin sings you to sleep while it's raining.

༊*·˚ in which you're in love with hyunjin and you're both swimming in a lake.

༊*·˚ hyunjin with glasses and a tiny ponytail brainrot.

༊*·˚ hyunjin is your friend except you're making out in his car backseat.

༊*·˚ your reaction to hyunjin's new burgundy hair.

༊*·˚ valentine’s with hyunjin.

han jisung.

╰┈➤ one-shots.

༊*·˚ Volcano | Enemies to lovers. slow burn. f. a.

⟿ You've never gotten along with han, your mutual prejudices ruining any prospect of friendship between you both. but you slowly realize that you are more similar than what you originally thought- your darkness recognizing his, and his light yearning for yours.

"I'll take care of you. It's terrible work. Not to me, not if it's you."

༊*·˚ 5422 | a. f.

⟿ Your morning after a fight with Han.

༊*·˚ Backburner | Exes who can't move on. a.

⟿ It's been seven weeks since Han broke up with you. And yet he's still calling you, every saturday night, without fault. And even though you try not to, you still pick up each time.

"You'd think I'd be a fast learner. But guess I won't ever mind crisping up in your backburner."

lee felix.

╰┈➤ one-shots.

༊*·˚ If the world was ending | estranged childhood best friends to lovers. a. f.

⟿ Felix has always been there with you, from the moment you've met him when you were 8 years old. Until he suddenly no longer was, and you were left to grapple with the consequences of his absence- and those of his return.

"If the world was ending you'd come over, right?"

༊*·˚ Scream! | f. h/c.

⟿ When you are overwhelmed by the stress of your studies, your boyfriend Felix will do anything to cheer you up.

╰┈➤ drabbles.

༊*·˚ red lollipop.

༊*·˚ you apply lip gloss on felix but it takes an emotional turn because he's too pretty.

༊*·˚ cooking with felix.

kim seungmin.

╰┈➤ one-shots.

༊*·˚ In my dreams | (Fake) enemies to lovers. a. h/c. slow burn. ♡

⟿ Seungmin has never liked you. You never understood why, but you were slowly coming to terms with it. However, you gradually come to learn that there is more to his feelings than what meets the eye.

"I'm sorry that I misjudged you, until you wiped my tears off away."

༊*·˚ Photobooth | f.

⟿ Your first date with seungmin, except he pretends he's confident when he's just as nervous as you.

╰┈➤ drabbles.

༊*·˚ seungmin's silent comfort.

༊*·˚ when you realize you don't have to be perfect around seungmin.

༊*·˚ enemies to lovers (for a night) with seungmin.

༊*·˚ seungmin thinks you’re the prettiest at your most ordinary.

yang jeongin.

╰┈➤ one-shots.

༊*·˚ You're sexy I'm sexy | friends to lovers. fluff and tension.

⟿ Jeongin is out with his friends, and you. You're tipsy and sitting on his lap, and he doesn't think he can keep his crush for you at bay anymore.

"It could be simple as loving on each other with no strings."

༊*·˚ Please fall before I fall | best friends to lovers. mutual pining but they think it's unrequited love.

⟿ 3 times you saved jeongin's ass and the 1 time he saved yours (and ended up confessing along the way). holidays themed.

╰┈➤ drabbles.

༊*·˚ jeongin when you are sad and don't know why.

༊*·˚ jeongin's duality.

#skz headcanons #skz scenarios #stray kids imagine #stray kids x reader #skz fluff #skz x reader #stray kids headcanons #skz au #skz angst #stray kids fluff #skz imagines #stray kids scenarios

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planet-dusk · 1 year

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pay me // s.cb

you're having the worst month of your life: you got dumped by your ex, lost your job and now your car has broken down. luckily, the mechanic knows a way for you to repay him.

⛓️ PAIRING :: seo changbin x f!reader

⛓️ GENRE :: smut, dubcon, car mechanic!au

⛓️ WORD COUNT :: 1.3k

⛓️ WARNINGS :: dubcon !!! (sex as payment), mc is a virgin, corruption, degradation, mention of anal, pussy spanking, unprotected sex, oral (m), possessive behavior

⛓️ NOTE :: 18+ minors dni. this work contains dubcon. proceed with caution if the above warnings may be triggering to you. i do not condone any of these actions. the characters don't represent real people. this is fiction for entertainment purposes only. don't edit, copy, repost or otherwise steal my content.

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Your hands are shaking under the mechanic's stern gaze. Sweat coats your brow when your card declines for the third time.

“Are you sure the card works?” The man frowns. You’re standing in his small office at the back of the shop. It was the only one in town open on a Sunday and he towed your broken car all the way there.

You bounce on the balls of your feet. His dark eyes make you nervous. You know there’s not enough money in your account; the repair was more expensive than you expected.

“I can call someone. Let me grab my phone from my purse. It’s in the car.”

The truth is you have no idea who to ask for help. Your cheater of a boyfriend broke up with you last month. You don’t talk to your parents. And the handful of friends you’ve got all have their own troubles.

“So you can drive off without paying? Don’t think so.” The mechanic (Changbin, Seo according to the tag on his shirt) crosses his arms in front of his broad chest and watches you closely. “What kind of work do you do?”

“I-I,” you stutter, taken aback by the question. His probing eyes burn right through you so you don’t dare to tell him anything but the truth. If you’re lucky he might even take pity on you. “I got fired last month.”

“Sorry to hear that.” His smirk doesn’t match his words. “So I’m guessing you don’t have the money?”

“I promise I can pay you back later—”

He shakes his head and wipes his hands clean on a towel. “Heard that one too many times before. You’re not leaving without payment.”

Tears burn behind your eyes as everything around you comes crashing down. The breakup, losing your job, the car… It's too much. You blink the tears away and take a shaky breath. You’re not going to cry in the mechanic’s office.

The man steps closer and tilts your chin up with his hand. He smells like a mixture of motor oil and sandalwood. Something twists deep in your gut.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart.” He smiles. “I have a solution."

When the mechanic had told you how to repay your debt you’d expected he would want you to give him a quick handjob or suck him off. Even though you felt shame at such a transaction you had agreed. You didn’t see another way out. You’d just have to get him to cum quickly so you could leave and never think about this day again.

But it would be a lie to say your eyes weren’t drawn to his strong arms and muscular chest.

What you didn’t expect was for Changbin to put you over his lap with your skirt flipped up, the cold air hitting your exposed cunt.

He has been playing with your pussy for what feels like hours. His rough fingers circle your hole and trace your lips, ignoring your throbbing clit. It drives you crazy.

He laughs at your helpless wriggling and spreads your folds to spit in your hole. You can feel it trickle down together with the last of your dignity.

His wet thumb presses up higher, against your asshole and you gulp in surprise at the strange sensation.

“Have you been fucked here before?”

"N-no," you hiccup.

“Maybe I should be the first. Fuck your tight ass while your needy cunt stays empty until you’re begging me to cum.”

You can feel his heavy cock prodding at your stomach and you wince. He'll never fit. Fear mixes with arousal and he laughs again.

“Does that thought make you wet, sweetheart? Look at you. You’re fucking dripping.”

Changbin applies more pressure now, thumb almost breaching your rim. You realize he could do anything he wants to you.

And you would let him.

Shame washes over you and you hide your burning face in your hands.

"What's wrong, princess?" he mocks.

When you stay quiet Changbin slaps your pussy with the flat of his hand and you tremble at the sting. It’s the first attention your clit receives and the pain bleeds into a dull pleasure that settles in your core.

"Answer me."

You shake your legs anxiously. You and your ex never got the chance to take it any further than third base. He had already left you for another girl by then. One he could fuck any time he wanted. One that didn’t want to wait.

“I’ve never… I’m…” you start. “I’ve never had sex before.”

Changbin groans. You’re a virgin? His cock twitches at the thought of being the first man to fuck your pretty little cunt.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” he echoes his earlier words. “I’ll ruin you for every man that comes after. Make sure you want nothing but my cock.”

You whine at his words. You feel so deprived you could cry.

"P-please," you whisper. The neediness in your own voice disgusts you.

"Please what? Please stop?"

You shake your head meekly. "Please, sir, want your cock."

Changbin laughs. "Such a spoiled little whore. Can't even pay me and now she wants my cock? What makes you think you deserve it?"

He slaps your clit again, harder this time. You sob.

“I-I’ll be good for you, sir.”

“You better be. I spent a whole day fixing your car.”

His strong arms hoist you up and he bends you over his desk, your hips hitting the hardwood tabletop. You hear him fumble with his zipper and then, without warning, you’re breached by his heavy cock.

You cry out at the burning sting, the stretch bringing tears to your eyes. “H-hurts, ah, sir—”

Changbin grunts and grasps your waist, setting a relentless pace. “You made a promise, sweetheart. Now pay me.”

You whimper and sob as his thick girth stretches you open. It’s a foreign sensation, pain mingling with pleasure until the sting fades away and all you can feel is the tightening knot in your tummy.

“You’re lucky no one else is here today to watch you getting fucked like a whore.” Changbin’s hands tighten their grasp. His hips snap into yours roughly, hard enough to bruise. “You fucking love this, don’t you?”

You mewl in response. It’s impossible to think straight when he’s pounding into you like this.

He laughs. “Who would’ve thought you’d be such a slut? Fuck, you’re so fucking tight. Gets me so hard, princess. Gonna make you cream around this cock until you can’t take it anymore.”

You’re crying and drooling all over his paperwork now. Your entire body burns in humiliation at getting fucked like this: bend over a desk in a repair shop, letting a stranger use your body for payment.

But the worst part is that you’re enjoying every minute of it.

“Make me cum, sir, please,” you’re begging him between sobs. You feel so high-strung you think you can snap at any moment.

Changbin slaps your ass harshly and you cum with a cry, your cunt squeezing around him like a vice. He fucks you through it until you’re clawing at his desk.

You gasp for air and try to squirm away from him. “Too much—sir, hhng, ahh—”

He pulls out and grabs your limp body to turn you around and force you down on your knees. You look up at him with wide eyes, red-rimmed and makeup smudged from crying.

“Look at what you do to me, sweetheart.” Changbin strokes your cheek and your shaky hands come up to guide his cock to your mouth. He’s fucked you so dumb you’d do anything to get more.

He rests the tip on your lips before pushing past them and drool spills from the sides of your mouth as you choke around his cock. “I think I’ll keep you here for a while longer, princess. Until I say your debt is paid.”

#stray kids smut #skz smut #stray kids hard hours #skz hard hours #stray kids imagines #skz imagines #changbin smut #changbin x reader #stray kids yandere #kpop yandere #dom!idol #sub!reader #tw: dubcon #;skz longfic

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destiny-fics · 24 days

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Fuck Those (New) Frat Boys

Welcome to the ZB1 Fraternity, how may we help you?

Following the footsteps of the infamous SKZ fraternity, President Sung Hanbin and his fellow frat brothers are maintaining a legacy of important charity work, lavish parties, academic achievement and, of course, catching the eyes and hearts of anyone who meets them.

Which member will catch your eye first?

Pairing: ZB1 Legal Line (Jiwoong-Gyuvin) x Fem!Reader (Individual stories for each member)

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Angst, College!au, Non-Idol!au.

Set in the same universe as my SKZ series "Fuck those frat boys."

Individual warnings will be at the start of each fic

This series is 18+ so minors kindly DNI

Stories

The Teacher's Aid - Kim Jiwoong

"You do know making out in the T.A office is against university policy, right Jiwoong?"

"I do. But I also plan to do a lot more things that break university policy in here too."

The First Chair - Zhang Hao

"You want me...to play in your string quartet?"

"It might not look like it, but I do actually pay attention when you play and you're the best cellist here. Come on, what do you say?"

The Frat President - Sung Hanbin

"Do you ever think that maybe you spread yourself too thin Hanbin?"

"I prefer to say I never back down from a commitment."

The Hallway Crush - Seok Matthew

"I never expected our first meeting to be because you're fucking one of my frat brothers."

Can't exactly say I expected it either Matthew."

The Guitar Player - Kim Taerae

"One night Taerae, and then we can stage a breakup, we just need to convince her so she'll stop setting me up on dates."

"One night, then that's it."

The Frat Sweetheart - Shen Ricky

"You know for the fraternity sweetheart you really are a dick Ricky Shen."

"At least I don't have a perpetual stick up my ass."

The Best Friend - Kim Gyuvin

"No can do, your brother specifically told me not to touch you."

"But my brother didn't tell you that you couldn't look at me."

#kpop smut #zerobaseone smut #zb1 smut #sung hanbin smut #kim jiwoong smut #zhang hao smut #seok matthew smut #kim taerae smut #shen ricky smut #shen quanrui smut #kim gyuvin smut #hard thoughts with rose #kpop hard hours #zb1 hard hours #zb1 hard thoughts #zb1 x reader

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straylightdream · 2 years

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I think I like you - 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠

Bang Chan x f.reader

friends to lover, mutual pining, college au

↳ I’ll be right here waiting for us.

word count: 10.4k

warnings: angst, rumors of cheating, mutual pining, friends to lovers, protected sex, dirty talk, names such as: (baby), begging, first time having sex, talks about (loss virginity, creampie, and breeding kinks, Chan comments about in the future knocking the mc up, and unprotected sex) dry humping, choking, it’s sappy they’ve loved each other for years.

an: this is connected to Open Mind my Changbin story and Strawberry Latte my Jisung story, and there will be more for the other boys here. You don’t have to read that one to understand this story, it can be read as a one shot. This story is heavily inspired by “I Think I Like You” by The Band Camino and Waiting For Us by SKZ. Here is a playlist of other songs. Thank you @sulfurcosmos for all your help on this.

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

-NOW -

Another shitty breakup for the books. This break up involves a boy named Minyoung who is telling you all about how he doesn’t feel comfortable with the fact your three main friends are boys. Your three month relationship is coming to a spiraling end right in front of your eyes. This argument started all because you said you would prefer to not go bar hopping on a friday night. You needed to study and Chan offered to order take out and help you study for your big test. The following statement him is what really caught you off guard, “maybe I don’t trust you because it’s clear you and Chan have fucked in the past, and obliviously he still wants you.” How do you even respond to that? You’ve never done anything with Chan that would lead him to believe you’ve slept with him. Technically you and Chan have had sex before but it was a long time ago. It was freshman year of college when you were both freshly eighteen, you decided to lose your virginity to each other. Since that fateful night you hadn’t done anything sexual together since. You’re confused on how he could of possibly known that you had sex with Chan all those years ago. You’ve never told anyone and Chan at max has told Changbin and Jisung, two people who weren’t a fan of Minyoung so there is no way they would have told him.

Since your early teen years Chan had always been a part of your life and anyone you dated was just going to have to accept it. You would always pick Chan over any boy.

-THEN-

Summer nights with Chan were always something you had cherished. Since you met him that summer before freshman year of High School when your newly divorced Father moved you to a completely new city for High School. Your father was a heartbroken man desperately wanting a fresh start for the two of you. He lived on the same street you moved to. His mother dragged him to your house to introduce themselves the first day the moving vans showed up. That was the day you met a beautiful boy with a mop of golden fluffy curls on his head and from there the rest was history. You were inseparable when he took you into his friend group with Changbin and Jisung. That summer you spent countless nights staying up late. Many hot afternoons were spent in his pool with Changbin and Jisung. You were absolutely inseparable from your new best friend.

The summer before college was when you realized you didn’t just have a crush on your best friend, you were indeed desperately in love with him. Many days you find yourself getting distracted as you listen to him passionately talk about the different things he loves.

Laying on a towel next to Changbin you watch Chan and Jisung swim around in Chan’s pool. Laying on your stomach you prop your chin up on your hand. Most of your summer had been spent with these three boys. Many sunny afternoons you found yourself in Chan’s backyard.

Changbin groans standing up stretching his body. Recently the boys have taken up working whenever they can, so Changbin who used to be skinny with a narrow jaw started filling out. You can’t help but think about how young you were when you met these boys.

“Bin and YN you better come in,” Chan shouts before diving back into the pool.

“You heard him Bambi let’s get in the pool,” Changbin says, referring to you as your nickname they’ve been calling you since your first winter together when you rolled your ankle on the ice. Most people probably wouldn’t be fond about having a nickname that focused on how you were clumsy but there was something about them calling you Bambi you found sweet.

Taking his hand you stand up adjusting your bathing. This is the first summer you’ve worn a two piece that exposes more of your body. You’ve caught all three of them staring at your exposed skin. Jisung and Changbin were a little more open about watching you then Chan. The one time you caught his eyes locked on your boobs and he quickly looked away with the tops of his ears burning bright red. Walking closer to the edge of the pool you dipped your foot testing the water.

“Just jump in,” Jisung shouted as he splashed Chan.

“Let’s go Bambi,” Changbin came up behind you, wrapping his arms around you, hugging you from behind. He jumped in holding on to you. The chilled water felt amazing against your sun kissed skin from this hot summer day. He releases you as soon as you’re fully underwater. You take a moment relaxing under the water before swimming up to the surface in the deep end. You breach the water and you find Chan swimming right in front of you. Kicking your feet you reach out touching the beautiful golden skin on his shoulder. He smiles reaching up to push the water away from his face.

He’s so beautiful and he doesn’t seem to know it. You forget all about Changbin and Jisung who are fighting in the shallow end as you swim in place in the deep end with Chan.

“Can you believe this is our last summer home?” He brings up the same thing you have been thinking about for weeks.

“I mean we can come home during the summer,” you know going to a school further away means you won’t be home very often.

“We can, but at least we’ll have each other so no matter where we go it still feels like home,” he smiles. Everything about Chan feels like home to you. You love your father and your friends Jisung and Changbin, but Chan is the person who truly feels like home to you. You would go anywhere and stay anywhere with him.

You couldn’t be happier that you chose to go to the same University as Chan. Your father was sad that you would be moving away for school, but he was happy to know you would have Chan there to look after you.

That summer you spent with Chan, Changbin, and Jisung was the best summer of your life.

When summer came to close it was finally time to start college together. Freshman year you lived on campus with Angel, a sweet girl with a creative spirit. She soon became one of your great friends and immediately joined your friend group along with Changbin new roommate Minho. Many nights that first year of college you found yourself with Chan by your side. Many times you fell asleep in his dorm and would lie in his bed with him rambling on about anything you could think of.

After one drunken night with your friend group a drunk clingy Chan informed you of his still very much intact virginity that seemed to be weighing on his mind. You and Chan had always talk about a lot of things in your life, but one thing you never talked about was either of your past sexual experiences or lack there of for Chan. In the whole time you’ve been friends you can only think of one girl Chan gave the time of day to. He liked Rachel back in senior year of high school but after going to formal together it quickly fizzled out. That was the only dance you didn’t go to with him. Instead you ended up going with Changbin who could tell you were hurt that Chan didn’t ask you.

-NOW-

Standing in Chan and Jisung’s house you wondered if you made a mistake going out. Even though you weren't head over heels in love with Minyoung, getting broken up with still hurts. You gave three months of your life to a guy who wasn’t ever going to fully trust your relationship with your best friend.

Someone comes up behind you wrapping their arms around your soft stomach pulling you into their chest. There is only one person that manhandles you like this. You look back to see Changbin holding you.

“Hey Bin,” you smile as he releases you.

“Where did Chan and Jisung go?”

“Jisung library girl just texted him telling him she's walking up, and last time I saw Chan he was heading off towards the kitchen.”

“Is your study buddy coming tonight?” you ask. Changbin told you in class today about the girl he’s been chasing after. She’s the first girl that has really seemed to tame Changbin and fully capture his attention. Since they started ‘studying’ Changbin hasn’t really been talking to anyone else. This girl seems to be the only person he cares about.

“I don’t know I might have scared her off,” he sighs looking down.

“I told you not tell her that you should just fuck already,” you can’t help but laugh at how blunt Changbin decided to be. After everything he has told you about her you aren’t shocked that blunt statement scared her.

“Yeah I know. I think I scared her off. I asked her to come here if she wanted something more.”

“Oh Changbin,” you pat his shoulder. “Where did Angel go with Minho? She said they were going out but wouldn’t give me details. She said they had these plans before Chan and Jisung planned this party.”

“I think they’re going to get dinner and then just having sex to be honest. They know they have the apartment to themselves basically all night because Hyunjin came with me. So they can be as loud as they want.”

“Do they still not know that we know?” There was one fateful night you and Changbin accidentally found both of Changbin’s two roommates having sex in Angel’s room. The door wasn’t fully shut and you and Changbin stopped by his house so he could grab his laptop. You and Changbin made a pack that you wouldn’t tell anyone until Angel and Minho told the group. What was going on with them didn’t concern anyone else in the group.

“They have no clue and I don’t think Hyunjin knows. His room is the furthest away from either of them. I’ve seen Minho sneak into her room once since. Hyunjin asked what they were doing tonight and I just told him they have plans.”

“We should go find Chan,” you say, leading Changbin off towards the kitchen where you find Chan pulling liquor out of the cupboard.

“Chan can you make me a drink?” you say catching his attention.

“What do you want?” He asks.

“Surprise me.”

Your phone in the back pocket of your jeans starts vibrating. Pulling out your phone you’re surprised to see Angel’s name. You excuse yourself from this kitchen. Walking upstairs towards Chan’s room attempting to get away from the noisy party so you can answer the phone.

“Angel what’s up?”

“Hey YN,” she says.

“Is everything okay with Minho?” she doesn’t normally call you. You always text about everything.

“Minho and I were getting dinner when we ran into Minyoung and his dumb ass friends.” Angel went on to tell you all about how your ex was running his mouth. You didn’t care that he blamed you for the breakup. You cared that he’s bringing Chan into this by lying and saying you cheated on him with your best friend. Before hanging up she lets you know that Minho did defend you which made you smile. You asked her to tell Minho not to tell Chan about what your ex is saying.

Sitting on the edge of Chan’s bed you don’t understand how your ex can just go around lying. If he wants to blame you for the break up that’s fine, in the last month you hadn’t been as available to hang out as he was. You had been so focused on school, and it was hard worrying about someone else and trying to be a good girlfriend. But you can’t stand him lying that you were cheating on him.

Shoving your phone into the front pocket of your jeans you head back downstairs. You find Chan still in the kitchen with Changbin, but now Jisung and the girl that holds his attention are standing in there with them. Jisung looks absolutely smitten as he is hugging his library girl from behind.

Walking to the entry to the kitchen you say, “Hey Chan, can I talk to you?”

He looks up at you immediately. You’ve always had these moments with Chan when you look into his warm eyes and suddenly the room feels empty. He looks at you like he knows what you’re thinking and even if you’re upset or anxious you know it will be okay. Because no matter what he’s going to be there. How did you even live before you met him? Was existing even possible before the boy with dimples entered your life. Here you are standing in this crowded house party at his and Jisung’s place. You just got off the phone with Angel telling you that she ran into Minyoung and he decided to tell her and Minho you cheated on him with Chan. You should be absolutely furious he’s spreading this lie, but instead you don’t care.

Chan tilts his head to the side as he walks out of the kitchen directly towards you. You’re frozen as he gets closer to you. He stops right in front of you tilting his head as if he’s studying you.

“Who called?” He breaks the silence between you.

“Angel did. She’s out with Minho getting dinner and ran into Minyoung who was running his mouth.” You decide to leave out the part about him saying you cheated on him with Chan. You can tell him about that later when you don’t have to worry about him getting angry at his party.

“What did he say?”

“Nothing he’s just blaming me for our relationship not working out,” you’re upset but you don’t want Chan to know you are. Your failed relationship troubles shouldn’t fall back on him. You’ve been through enough shitty break ups while in college, Chan doesn’t constantly need to know about your boy problems. The whole time he’s been your best friend you’ve never heard him complain about girl problems.

“Are you okay?” He knows you're not. He can tell you’re upset.

“Yeah it’s just annoying. We broke up so I don’t get why he is running his mouth.”

You stand there talking to Chan for a little while before some friends from Chan’s music class challenge Jisung and Hyunjin to a game of beer pong. You walk over sitting on the couch against the wall. Chan joins you shortly after sitting close to you like he always does. You watch the game unfold and you can’t help but pay attention to the way Jisung is with his date. He seems so adorably nervous around her.

Chan catches your attention when he reaches out and takes your hand in his the same way he always does. He’s leaning in close because he wants to talk to you loud enough for only you to hear. “Sungie seems smitten,” he points out how into this girl his roommate seems to be into.

“What's her name?”

“Honey,” his thumb slowly draws across the top of your hand.

You take a deep breath leaning in even closer to him. You don’t know why you suddenly want to cry. Maybe it’s because you’re hurt about the whole situation with your ex. Or maybe it’s because not long ago you saw Changbin’s study buddy head up stairs, and in front of you you’re watching Jisung slowly fall in love with the girl from the library. Two of your three best friends are getting to be with the two people they seem to be head over heels for, and yet you don’t know what that's like. Sure the boy you’re head over heels for is holding your hand as you lean against him, but the intimacy stops there. You don’t get to kiss him goodnight and tell him about how you truly feel. You don’t get to have your cake and eat it too. The tears that are threatening to fall are because you’re jealous.

“Jisung seems really happy,” you whisper.

Bringing the red cup to your lips to take a drink of the strong liquid Chan made for you. You can feel his eyes on you as you hold your eyes closed. He squeezes your hand catching your attention. Bringing the cup down you look at him and he looks sad as he’s staring back at you.

“I don’t want you to drive tonight. Just stay here with me?”

“Channie this couch hurts my back,” you sigh thinking back to the many nights you’ve fallen asleep during movie nights on this couch.

“No I’m not asking you to sleep on the couch, we can both sleep in my room.”

“Is Jisung room still pretty soundproof?” you ask knowing that Changbin isn’t the quietest when he’s in bed. You would really prefer not to hear another one of your friends having sex.

“Yeah, we soundproof both our rooms so we wouldn’t have to worry about keeping it down while we were working on tracks.”

There is a small part of you that wants to tell him you shouldn’t stay the night, but your heart is telling you to say yes. After the week you’ve had there is nothing more you want then to cuddle with Chan. You haven’t had a sleepover or cuddled in probably five months.

It’s not long before Jisung and his girl leave the house, leaving Chan in charge of everyone in the house. Around 3:30 in the morning is when everyone finally leaves the house. Hyunjin stays behind to help you and Chan clean up some. You listen as he and Chan talk. Hyunjin is talking about a girl who lives with Felix that caught his interest. Last time you got lunch with Felix he was telling you about his new roommate who was a trust fund girl who was rebelling against her father. According to Felix “she’s sweet but a hot mess.”

“Hyunjin, I thought you said you can’t be distracted while you work on your collection for that exhibit?”

“Nothing has happened Chan, and I highly doubt she knows I exist. The last time I saw her she stumbled into the apartment wasted and Felix had class he couldn’t miss so I took care of her. I left as soon as Felix got home. I’m pretty sure she forgot I took care of her.”

Hyunjin is a sweet boy who wears his heart on his sleeve and you can tell if he gets involved with this girl she might hurt him.

You finish cleaning up the house and Hyunjin finally heads home around 4:30. Heading upstairs with Chan he lets out a loud yawn. You turn back and look at him smiling at how sleepy he looks. You walk down the small hallway to where Chan’s room is. As you open the door to walk inside you hear Jisung’s door open. You and Chan turn and watch as Changbin who is only dressed in his boxer-briefs walks out into the small hallway. He turns and looks at Chan with a grin on his face.

“I need to get two bottles of water,” he says scratching the back of his neck.

Chan follows Changbin as they head downstairs. You go into Chan’s room and set your phone down on the nightstand before heading to the bathroom. You use the restroom and brush your teeth with the toothbrush you leave at Chan’s. Walking out of the bathroom you run into Changbin’s study buddy. You can tell she’s had quite the night with Changbin. Her hair is messy and she's dressed in nothing but Changbin’s shirt he had been wearing to the party and panties. Her cheeks burn bright as she pulls the shirt down covering as much of her body as possible.

“You’re fine. Chan and Changbin went downstairs and nobody else is in the house,” you reassure her. “I’m YN by the way,” you give her an awkward wave.

“I’m Kitten,” you can tell she is nervous and a little flustered, but lord only knows what her and Changbin have been doing in that bedroom. “Are you Chan’s best friend?” she asked, tilting her head.

“Yeah,” you wonder if Changbin had mentioned you to her.

“I should probably use the restroom before Chan comes up and sees me like this.”

“It’s nice to meet you,” you say before walking off into Chan’s room.

His room will always make you smile. He’s got his expensive computer set up against the wall and his bed is against the opposite wall. He doesn’t have many decorations in his room outside his lights that he got as a gift from his friend Felix that hang above his bed. On his dresser there are two photos framed, one of him, Changbin and Jisung, and the second photo was of the two of you. You’re both only seventeen in this photo. You had spent a long day at the pool. Chan’s curls were extra crazy and your hair was messy from the pool water. You’re dressed in your bathing suit bottoms and wearing Chan’s favorite hoodie, while he’s in swim trunks and shirtless from the waist up. His arms are wrapped around you hugging you from behind. When this photo was taken Chan told you he would always keep this no matter where he went.

You reach into Chan’s dresser pulling out one of his oversized shirts and a pair of his shorter gym shorts. You strip down to your underwear before getting changed. Crawling into Chan’s bed you wait for him to come back upstairs.

The door cracks open and Chan comes in. Without a single word he pulls off his shirt tossing it in the hamper by the door. You try to open your phone to keep yourself busy but you can’t help but watch Chan as he turns his back to you and he pulls off his tight jeans. He’s left standing there in his tight black supreme boxer briefs. His beautiful toned back is on full display. He pulls on his pajama pants and before turning around you make sure you’re looking away.

Pulling the blankets back he crawls into bed next to you. It’s been so long since you had a sleepover with him. You aren’t sure how you used to hold yourself back from kissing him.

You move to get comfortable laying on your side facing Chan.

“YN?” he asks, laying on his side staring at you.

“Yeah Chan?”

“Why are you sad?” He reaches out, flipping your hand over. That’s a loaded question he asked you, but he doesn’t know it is.

“I’m just hurt about my breakup,” he traces little figures into the palm of your hand. There's a long moment of silence that takes over the room.

“Did you love him?” he asks looking up at you.

You stare at him taking in the features of his beautiful face. No man will ever compare to the man whose bed you’re laying in. “I don’t think I have ever loved any of the boys I have ever dated.” Since freshman year of college until now the second semester of Senior year you have dated four guys. None of the relationships lasted more than six months. It’s hard to fall in love when you’ve always loved your best friend.

“Minyoung didn’t deserve you,” he says, giving your hand a gentle squeeze.

“We should sleep Channie. It’s five in the morning.”

“We should,” he brings your hand up to his lips and presses a soft kiss to the top of your hand.

It’s not long before Chan falls asleep, but you can’t fall asleep no matter how hard you try. Laying in Chan’s bed you’re staring at his bare back. You aren’t sure how much longer you can go through him not knowing how you feel. There is a part of you that knows he has to have feelings for you, but part of you is absolutely afraid of rejection. You can’t risk losing him as your best friend.

-THEN-

On a chilly November evening Freshman year you were laying on Chan’s bed as he was sitting at his desk working on a new song he had been working on all week, you stared at your art history homework. Your brain was hurting from all the studying you had been doing for a huge quiz you had on thursday. Closing your book you stared at Chan who seemed completely lost in his own world. He had one headphone covering one of his ears.

“Channie?” You say loud enough for him to hear you over his music.

He takes his headphones fully off, setting them down the desk. Spinning around in his desk chair so he’s facing you fully. His curls are extra messy from his pushing his fingers through them. He’s wearing a zip up hoodie that is unzipped low enough for you to tell he isn’t wearing a shirt.

“Can I ask you something?” There had been something weighing on your mind since that drunken night Chan talked about still being a virgin. You move so you’re sitting cross legged on Chan’s bed.

“Yeah you can ask me anything?”

“Are you happy still being a virgin?” You didn’t know how to sugarcoat your question so you got straight to the point. His ear instantly turned a bright shade of red as he stared at you looking shocked.

“Um-um-um,” he was nervously stuttering.

“I’m a virgin too and I’m just wondering why everyone makes such a big deal about saving it for someone special.” You had thought about your virginity long before Chan’s drunken confession, but since finding out he was as well you thought about it even more. You had an opportunity to lose your v card at a graduation party with Hyunjae, a cute boy who spent the whole entire party flirting with you. You even had quite an intense makeout session with him in the pool house while he felt you up under your bra. He even asked you to go all the way.

He blinks at you like he can’t figure out what he wants to say. There is something so adorable about him when he’s absolutely flustered like he is right now.

“Do you want to sex with someone?” He says, sounding absolutely flustered.

That’s the complicated thing, it’s just not somebody. You had been thinking about it since you graduated, that you wanted your first time to be with your best friend. “Chan, do you still want to be a virgin?”

“YN- I-” he pauses and you know he’s trying to figure out exactly what he should say to you. “I don’t want my first time to just be with some random girl.”

You wished you didn’t have to directly tell him you want your first time to be with him, but he’s so nervous you don’t think he will pick up on your hints. “Chan, what if your first time was with me?” This is the chance to be brave and tell Chan exactly what you want.

His mouth opens and quickly as he stares at you again with his eyes wide. Reaching back he scratches the back of his neck.

Looking down at your lap you play with the sleeve of your hoodie, nervous that you might have made a mistake. “We’ve never even kissed,” he finally speaks.

“What if we kissed now?” you move so you’re sitting on the edge of the bed with your feet resting on the hardwood floor.

A screaming silence takes over the room as he stands up. He looks so soft as he stands in front of you. He’s dressed in his gym shorts he wore when he went to work out with Changbin. He steps closer to you holding his hand out. Without another thought you stand in front of him taking his hand for a moment. There isn't much space between you. Your eyes are locked on his warm one. He’s looking at you like he does all the time, like you're the light in a dark room. Taking a deep breath you wonder what happens next. Reaching up you make a move resting your hand on his cheek. He closes his eyes leaning into your touch. His thumb drags across the delicate skin on your cheek.

“You’re so beautiful,” you whisper.

“YN?”

“Yeah Channie?”

He leans forward and there is barely any space between your lips. You’ve never been this close to his lips, even on the nights you’ve fallen asleep in bed. He’s never been this close to your lips. “Are you sure you want me to be your first?”

Silently you nod. You swallow slowly, “you’re important to me.”

“What if I’m terrible at having sex?” he’s just as nervous as you are that you won’t be good at this.

“I want my first time with you? We can learn together what to do.”

He leans forward and his lips touch yours for the first time. His soft lips taste like his peppermint chapstick that has always been in his backpack. Wrapping your arms around his neck you pull him even closer to you. Your body feels alive as your lips move together. You back him up until the back of his legs hit his computer chair. He sits down and pulls you down so you’re straddling his thighs. You continue your heated makeout session. Your lips only part for him to pull off your hoodie. Once you remove your bra you’re sitting on his lap completely bare from the waist up. His hand roams all over your body as your lips continue to move together. You learn quickly the sound of Chan moaning as you grind your core against his strained gym shorts is music to your ears.

It’s not long before both of you are fully naked and laying on his bed. Chan had managed to get the condom that Changbin gave him on their first day of college. He hovers over you with a goofy smile on his face. Reaching up you push your fingers through his fluffy curls.

“If this is terrible, promise me you won't hate me,” he says brushing his nose against yours.

“I could never hate you Chan.”

Your first time together wasn’t perfect by any means. Chan struggled a little to find a rhythm and a couple clumsy kisses led to your noses bumping. He finished a little earlier than he would have wanted to but it was okay because you found your own release shortly after with the help of his finger. It wasn’t earth shattering sex by any means, but that's okay because you preferred your first time be slightly awkward and clumsy, because it was with Chan and that’s what was important.

Laying there in his bed dressed in nothing but your hoodie and panties you knew that even though you loved Chan with your whole heart no matter what happened in life you needed him by your side even if he was just your friend.

Your first time together didn’t lead to some confession of undying love, you didn’t even have the nerve to admit you liked him as more than a friend. But that was okay because he was still the most important person in your life.

-NOW-

Two weeks have passed since your sleepover with Chan and you’ve been with him pretty nonstop. He’s been trying his hardest to do things that make you smile. You’ve been trying your hardest to not think about your break up.

One night you had a movie night over Changbin’s house with him, and his new girl Kitten, Angel and Minho. Hyunjin was busy doing something with Felix and couldn’t join, and Jisung was on a date with Honey and asked Chan if he could have the house to himself.

Sitting on the couch between Changbin and Chan you distracted yourself the whole movie by paying attention to the way Changbin would hold Kitten’s hand and every so often lean over and kiss her. It made you smile finally seeing Changbin somewhat tame now that he’s with his study buddy. You kept glancing up at Angel and Minho who would touch each other’s hands for a few seconds here and there. Since finding out they were at least sleeping together you’ve become aware of their lingering touches and how close they are.

Chan reaches over resting his hand on your thigh. Looking over him he smiles before leaning over and whispering, “can I crash in your living room tonight. I don’t know what Jisung has planned with Honey.”

“Of course.” You know he’s not going to sleep in your living room. He never does, he’ll sleep in your bed just like he always does.

The moment the movie ends Changbin disappears with Kitten grabbing her hand pulling her off to his room. Chan went off to Minho's room so he could show him something while you went to the kitchen with Angel.

She reached into the cupboard and pulled out a coffee cup. She grabbed you one and worked on making you each a cup of tea.

“Are you going to dare sleeping in the room next to Changbin’s tonight?” You know that Changbin’s room isn’t soundproofed like Jisung’s so if Angel slept in her room she would most likely hear noises from Changbin and his girl that she probably wouldn't want to.

“Oh god no. Minho offered to hang out with me, and I could sleep on the couch in the living room.” She’s completely oblivious to the fact that you know she’s hooking up with Minho.

“Is Chan coming to your place tonight?” She asked, handing you a cup of tea.

“Yeah, Jisung has some special date with Honey planned.”

“Have you decided if you’re applying for your grad school program?” For the last week and half deciding on if you were going to grad school had been weighing on your mind. You know you have your apartment lease for another year so even if you don’t go to grad school you can still live near all your friends. Chan already told you Jisung and him were staying in the city and gonna work on producing more music and Changbin already has an internship at a record label.

“I think I’m gonna do it. I want to get into publishing and grad school can help. What about you?”

“I’m putting my app in for nursing school so hopefully it goes well. I think Minho mentioned grad school. He’s like you, he's trying to figure out the next step. I told him he should really try to become a teacher like he wants to.”

Chan comes into the kitchen with Minho right behind him. He walks over and rests his head on your shoulder. It’s pushing midnight and you can tell he’s tired.

“I think I need to get this guy home,” you lean your head against his.

“Angel we should watch another movie, I figure by the time that movie is over maybe Changbin will have worn himself out,” Minho reaches over and takes Angel’s cup from her hands.

The drive back to your place is pretty short. Chan parks in the same spot he always does. You head up to your apartment and he takes off his shoes and stretches his tired body. The hem of his shirt rising up exposing just enough of his beautiful skin between the hem of his shirt and his jeans.

“Did you want me to sleep on the couch?” He yawns.

You should say yes, because maybe if he does you can work on trying to turn off your feelings you have for him, and maybe some of this building tension between you could dissipate.

Shaking your head, “no why don’t you crawl into bed. I’m gonna take a quick shower.”

He heads off to your room and you head off to the bathroom. Your body feels super tense and you’re hoping a shower can help relax you finally. You’re happy to see your pajamas are still left in the bathroom from this morning. Opening the sliding glass door of the shower you turn on the warm water.

Stripping away your clothes you step into the warm water. You try your hardest not to get your hair wet attempting to just wash your body and let the warm water relieve your tense muscles. Standing there you try to shut your brain off but all you can think of is Chan. Since Minyoung broke up with you and brought up your friendship with Chan you haven’t been able to stop thinking about him. You would be lying to yourself if you said you thought you could have ever loved Minyoung or any of your other exes for that matter.

Getting out of the shower you dry off and get dressed for bed. Walking into your room you see a very peaceful looking Chan dresses in just his sleep shorts he always leaves at your place. He’s curled up under the covers on the side he always sleeps on. He’s already sound asleep. Crawling into bed you lay on your side looking at him. You watch him as he slowly breathes. You want to reach out and hold him but you can’t. There’s this little part of you that wonders what would happen if you could stop loving him. You wonder if things would be easier. Maybe you could date someone and actually fall in love with them. There is this little nagging voice asking what would've happened if you would have fallen in love with either Jisung or Changbin if they would love you back or want to be with you.

Reaching out your rest, your hand on top of Chan’s that is on the bed between you. Your thumb runs across the skin on top of his hand like he does to you when he’s listening to you talk.

“Why can’t we be together?” you whisper to yourself.

You fall asleep shortly after thinking of your best friend like you always did.

-THEN-

Senior Winter Formal was something you had been looking forward to since the first day of senior year. Sitting in Jisung’s room you listen as Jisung is talking about how he asked out a girl from his science class. The formal was in two weeks, usually by now Chan has already asked you to be his date. Since Winter Formal was announced you haven’t even heard Chan mention it. You hadn’t bought a dress or anything for the dance.

“Changbin, who are you going with?” Jisung asks, throwing himself down on the bed next to you.

Changbin is lounging against the wall next to you on the bed. He looks at Jisung, narrowing his eyes, “Sungie I haven’t really thought about it. I’ll go solo if anything.”

“What about you YN?” Jisung asks, hitting your foot.

You look over at Chan who is sitting in a Jisung’s desk chair messaging someone on his phone. He’s seemed super distracted these last two weeks. Normally by now Chan would chime in and tell the boys he was going with you, but his silence was deafening. You swallow realizing he’s not taking you. You can’t explain it but you suddenly feel like you’re about to cry.

“I don’t have a date,” you try your hardest to force a smile.

Jisung rolls off the bed. Looking down at your lap you try your hardest to fight back the tears that keep trying to fall. Changbin nudges your leg with his, capturing your attention. Looking up at him he gives you a sad smile.

“Channie, do you have a date? I can’t be the only one here with a date,” Jisung pesters.

Chan closes his phone and looks up at Jisung who is standing in front of him. He scratches the back of his neck. “Yeah I just asked Rachel and she said she would go with me.” There it is, he’s found another girl he would rather go with then you. Closing your eyes you push back the tears threatening to fall. Your chest hurts realizing that Chan has someone he likes.

Changbin's hand rests on your knee giving it a quick squeeze. “Bambi?” He says barely loud enough for the other boys to hear.

“Did you need a ride home?”

“Yeah I should probably go home for dinner,” you get off the bed. You want to get out of this room so badly. You can’t let Chan and Jisung know you’re upset because Chan is going out with someone else.

“My mom asked me to head home for dinner too,” Changbin says.

You leave Jisung’s house and walk outside where Changbin’s car is parked. He unlocks his car and you sit down in the passenger seat. He gets in the car and puts the keys in the ignition but doesn’t start the car.

“YN?” He calls you by your actual name which is something he doesn’t do very often. He calls you Bambi more than anyone else.

“Yeah Bin?”

“Go formal with me.” He wasn’t asking you, he was telling you, you should go with him. You don’t say anything, you just lean your head against the window still fighting back tears. “I didn’t know he was asking Rachel. If I would've known he was asking someone else I would have asked you to go with me last week.”

“Bin you can go with another girl if you want. You don’t need to take me just because Chan isn’t.”

He sighs and you look over at him, he looks upset and you don’t know why. Maybe it’s because he doesn’t like seeing you sad. “Please just go to formal with me. There is no one else I would rather go with.” “Okay,” you whisper.

Two weeks later when Winter Formal came around Changbin made a big deal about you matching and even took you out to dinner before the dance. Jisung and Chan rented a limo and went with both their dates. Chan was quite awkward when he found out you were going with Changbin, but asked if you guys wanted to ride in the limo with them. Before you could say anything Changbin told him he would be driving. Changbin made a big deal about making sure the night was special for you.

Formal for the most part was quite uneventful. Somehow Chan got dragged away and had to hang out with Rachel’s friend group leaving you to hang out with Changbin, and Jisung and his date.

You and Changbin spent most the night talking and eventually Jisung made both of you dance with him. When a slow song came one you watched from across the dance floor as your best friend danced with another girl. Changbin immediately took your hand leading you to the dance floor so you could dance. him. He held you close swaying to the rhythm of the slow song. You couldn’t help but look up every so often at Chan dancing with Rachel. There was a stabbing feeling in your chest that let you know that you were very much in love with your best friend.

-NOW-

It had been a month and half since your break up, in that time you had seen a handful of your ex’s friends and heard them whisper about you cheating on him. It wasn’t worth the waste of breath to tell them you didn’t cheat. You only cared that nobody said anything to Chan.

You were just trying really hard to avoid Minyoung but it’s a little hard when you find him at your front door one evening. You had been getting ready for Chan to come over so he could order take out with you.

It takes everything in you not to slam the door right in his face. “We need to talk,” you can tell by the look on his face. He's clearly upset.

“I don’t want to talk,” you groan. You’re exhausted from this breakup and the last thing you want to do is talk to him.

“YN please let me in so we can talk.”

Stepping aside, Minyoung walks into your living room. He walks a few feet into your living room when he turns around to face you. He crosses his arms as he knits his eyebrows together staring at you. “You know the other night I saw you at the bar with Angel, Minho and Chan?” Of course he’s brought up when he saw you out with Chan. “Why am I not shocked that Chan slid in the moment he had a chance?”

You have a gut feeling you know where this conversation is going. Before you can say anything your front door opens and Chan walks in he clearly used his key you gave him. You don’t know if you’re excited Chan can save you from this conversation or worried about what might happen. Chan’s eyes are immediately locked on Minyoung as he takes his shoes off by the door. Your ex turns around and lets out a loud laugh at the site of your best friend.

“You got to be fucking kidding?” Minyoung says. “I don’t think I was lying when I said you were cheating on me with Chan,” he glares at you but you can’t even look at him. You’re just looking at Chan who goes from looking confessed to angry quite quickly.

“Minyoung what the fuck are you talking about?” Chan finally speaks. He walks over so he’s standing off to the side but between you and your ex.

You close your eyes scrunching your nose. You know that Chan is going to be pissed that your ex is spreading rumors about you. “He’s been telling people that I cheated on him with you.”

There is a long beat of silence and Chan looks like he’s trying his hardest to calm down. Biting your bottom lip you nervously mess with the sleeve of your sweater. Chan stops looking at Minyoung and he immediately looks at you. “That’s why you were upset at my party huh?”

“Oh how sweet, did she run to her Channie for comfort?” Minyoung lets out a bitter laugh.

“Shut up Minyoung,” you shout. “You need to leave.” You can’t stand to look at him anymore.

“I’ll leave but I need you to answer this one thing. Tell me to my face you don’t have feelings for him. Tell me you aren’t in love with him.” He stares right at you. You glance up at Minyoung for a second before looking down at your feet. You can’t tell him the truth and if you lie to him that could hurt Chan. “Your silence speaks volumes. Chan I hope you're happy you ruined everything.”

“Shut the fuck up Minyoung,” Chan steps between you and Minyoung and pushes your ex’s chest. “We’re just friends,” Chan sounds the angriest you’ve ever heard him.

“Don’t try this ‘just friends’ bullshit with me. She can’t even say she doesn’t have feelings for you. Anyone with eyes can see the way you look at her.”

You reach up grabbing Chan’s arm to pull him away from Minyoung before he does something he might regret. Chan’s never been a violent person, but you know he would do anything to protect you and your honor. “Chan he’s not worth it,” you whisper. Chan turns around to look at you and you can see the hurt behind his eyes.

“I’m not blind I saw your lingering touches on her whenever you got a chance,” Minyoung continued. “I see the way you look at her, and unfortunately I saw the way she looks at you.”

“Get the fuck out before I physically remove you,” Chan growls.

“I think you both just proved my point,” Minyoung says before leaving and slamming the door.

Standing in your living room still holding onto Chan’s arm. There is a suffocating silence taking over the room. You release his arm and step back pushing your fingers through your hair.

“Why couldn’t you tell him you weren’t in love with me,” he sighs. You look up into his sad brown eyes. He looks like he’s on the verge of crying. Stepping forward you rest your hand on his cheek. He leans into your touch, closing his eyes. His eyes slowly open and he opens his mouth with his lip quivering, “I think I know why you didn’t say anything but I need to hear you say it.”

That’s it, eight years of bottled up feelings finally need to be laid out on the table. You can’t deny your feelings to yourself or him anymore. If you lie to him and yourself and tell him you don’t love him you’ll lose him. Some things are worth the risk in life and nothing has been worth more of a risk this. You take our hand off his cheek and take a deep breath.

“I love you. I think I have since that first summer I moved in,” the suffocating weight has finally been lifted off your chest. “Please tell me you love me too, because I’m so scared I’m going to lose you,” you suddenly want to cry. Your eyes are brimming with tears as you look at your best friend. “I pushed away these feelings for so long, and I can finally tell you I have always loved you.”

He takes your face in both his hands before leaning forward and brushing his nose against yours the same way he did that fateful night you slept together. “I have loved you since the moment I met you. I fell so hard for you the first movie night we had at my house with Bin and Jisung when we were fourteen. I never stopped loving you, and do you know how hard it was to let you go after that night we slept together.”

“Why didn’t we confess then?” The tears slowly start sliding down your cheek.

“Because we were both dumb, but we were both so scared.” His thumb brushes the tear away from your cheek. “Let’s not waste another moment. I love you so much and I don’t want to watch you date any more of these idiots.”

“I don’t want to date anyone else.”

Leaning forward he presses his lips to yours for the first kiss you’ve shared since your one night together. This kiss was different from the first. Butterflies flutter in your stomach as your lips move together. He’s still holding your face in his hands. Your fingers grip his shirt holding him close to you. Pulling his lips away from yours he rested his forehead against yours.

“We’ve missed out on so much time together,” he whispered. “I watched you try dating other people, but I couldn’t bring myself to even try to love anyone else. A part of me has always been waiting for you.” He brushes his lips against yours for another kiss. “I've been waiting for us.”

Stepping back from him you take a moment to just look at him. Reaching down you take his hand. He doesn’t say anything as you lead him off to your bedroom.

“Channie, I don't want to waste another moment. Will you make love to me?” He stands there staring at you nervously.

“I’m still not super experienced. I’ve only slept with two other people,” you think back to the few drunken nights Chan had when you were dating other people and Chan would spend parties talking to other girls. He stopped showing interest in other people like that during sophomore year.

You step back pulling off your sweater. “That’s fine Chan.” You step closer to him reaching for the bottom of his shirt. “I just want to be with you.”

You both strip down to your underwear and you lead Chan to your bed. Sitting on your bed with his back against the headboard you sit on his thighs. Your lips move together as his hand roams your back. His hands brush against the clasp of your bra and you smile pulling away. His hand reaches up and pushes your bra straps off your shoulders. He reaches behind you stumbling a little but works on unclasping your bra.

Sitting on his thighs completely bare from the waist up you reach forward kneading his already hardened erection straining against his black boxer briefs. The moment you make contact a moan passes his lips as his head rolls back against the wall. Leaning forward you press your lips to his throat. You kiss your way from the bottom of his throat up his jaw until you reach his lips again. His hands find their way to your breast. One hand focuses on pinching your nipple while the other hand massages your other breast. Pulling your lips away from his you moan at the feeling of his hands on you. Rolling your head back you moan his name.

He presses his lips to the juncture where your neck meets your shoulder and leaves a wet kiss before nipping at your skin.

“Chan,” you gasp.

His hand travels up to your neck and his thumb runs across the center of your throat. Your eyes open as you look at him curiously. “Your neck is so pretty,” he murmurs before pressing an open mouth kiss to the delicate skin on your neck. Something clicks as he pulls away staring at you.

“Chan, when you’ve slept with other people did you try anything new?” You think back to the handful of guys you’ve been with. A couple have been better than others. One of them from junior year was really into experimenting.

“Not really,” he says with his cheeks flushing.

“That’s fine, maybe we can experiment in the future,” you smile.

“The future?” he says almost as if he’s unsure of what the future holds.

“Yes, the future. Chan, we're in it for the long haul. I like to think the long haul involves us having sex whenever we want,” you laugh a little.

“I would like to try new things with you,” he leans forward pressing his lips to yours for another kiss.

“Anything you want to try?” you ask, as his hand rests on your throat again.

“Jisung mentioned that Honey likes it when he puts pressure on her throat,” his thumb gently brushes against your windpipe.

Biting your bottom lip you try your hardest to hold back a smile. Of course Jisung likes choking his girlfriend, and of course he told Chan about it. The idea of Chan trying out new kinks on you is exciting. “If you want to try it you have my consent. If you want to try anything on me, all you have to do is ask.”

He puts a little bit of pressure on your throat and it feels exciting. You roll your hips against his strained erection earning a moan from him. He leans forward pressing his lips to yours for a heated kiss and he releases your throat letting you fully breathe for a moment before putting pressure on your throat again. You moan into his mouth rolling your hips again.

“I need to be inside you,” he groans, removing his hand from your throat.

You crawl off him removing your underwear and Chan lifts his hips removing his boxers. Reaching into your night stand you pull out the box of condoms you have and sit them down the nightstand. You pull out one foil packet and hand it to chan. He tears the packet open and slides the rubber down his strained cock. You crawl back onto his lap. Pushing your fingers through his curls he gives you a soft smile. His hands rub your sides as he stares into your eyes. He’s giving you that same look he always gives you like you're the sun to his moon, except there’s a lust filled haze there too.

“For future reference I’m on the pill and clean. So if you want to go bare, feel free to.”

He groans tilting his head back, “you’re going to kill me.”

“Why am I going to kill you?” you laugh.

“The thought of filling you up is enough to kill me,” he obviously was a little embarrassed at admitting this.

“Do you have a breeding kink I should know about,” you can’t help but smile. There is something so relaxing about this conversation between you. A heavy sigh passes his lips letting you know he does. “Chan, we can play into that one time if you want.” You lift your hips so you’re hovering over his hardened length. “Are you ready?” you whisper running his length through your wet folds. You moan as his flush head nudges your sensitive clit.

“Oh god yes,” he moans.

Slowly you sink down on his length taking his cock bit by bit. Once you’re filled to the hilt resting on his thighs you lean forward connecting your lips to his for a searing kiss. One hand grips your hip while the other takes your breast in his hand. You lift your hips slowly until just the tip is left inside you before sinking down slowly.

His lips are connected to your throat. Kissing his way across your delicate skin. Every so often you hear him whisper, “baby.” He’s never called you that before.

The room is filled with the echoing sounds of you chanting his name like a prayer and his breathless moans.

“Baby you feel perfect and so tight squeezing me cock,” he moans. Him talking dirty to you is absolutely exciting.

“Chan you feel so big,” you moan. You want him to know how good he’s making you feel. He thrust up to help you along the way as you ride him. The curve of his cock is hitting just the right place inside you. The man you’re having sex is a very different boy then the only you lost your virginity to. There is a new confidence in Chan as he helps guide your hips up and down his cock.

“I love you,” you say.

He nods his head rapidly, “I love you so fucking much.”

Taking his face in both your hands you crash your lips into his as you continue to ride him, chasing your high. He’s already lasted longer than your first time by far and the way moving you against his cock he doesn’t like he’s close. You kiss him like you need him to breathe. He is the oxygen you need in your lungs.

Pulling your lips away from him you desperately say, “I’m so close.” He’s pushing you closer and closer to the edge.

“Baby come for me,” he pleads.

A few more drags of his cock hitting the electric part inside you sends you over the edge. You moan his name loudly as a white hot wave takes over you. Throwing your head back he connects his lips to your throat as he continues to move you up and down his length helping you ride out your high. He slams you down hard once on his length as he finds his own lease in the rubber around his length. You roll your hips a few times before his whimpers. You are still resting on his lap with him still snug inside you.

“Have I mentioned I love you,” he says as his breathing steadies.

“I don’t think I will ever get over hearing you say that.”

He leans forward resting his nose against yours, “I don’t want to ever let you go.”

A soft laugh passes your lips, “I’m not going anywhere Chan.”

You crawl off his lap laying on your back on top of your blankets. It feels so normal just laying there naked with him. He sits there for a moment before removing his condom, tossing it in the waste bin. He jumps out of bed and runs out of your room naked. You can’t help but smile at the site of his cute ass leaving your room. He comes back into the room with a warm washcloth.

“Spread your legs baby,” there is that nickname again. You could get used to him calling you baby.

You spread your legs and he gently wipes your moist core. “Channie, you really only need to do that when you cum inside me.”

“Let me take care of you,” he says.

“Chan do you really have a breeding kink?” you’re dying to know if this is going to be something you get to play with in bed.

He tosses the washcloth in the hamper by your door and lays on the bed next to you. “I didn’t before today, but I love the idea of getting to fill you up with my cum. Maybe it’s because one day I want it all with you. I want to marry you and have kids with you.”

Your heart swells at the thought of having a little family with him. “You love me so much that you want to marry me and knock me up?” you move so you’re resting right next to him with your head on his chest.

“Are you going to let me do those things to you?” he gently rubs your side holding you close.

“The marriage or knocking me up?” “Bambi,” he says, earning a laugh from you. “I want to do both with you.”

“That’s good because I want you to do both,” you smile.

You fall asleep in bed with him, but this time it’s different because he holds you in his arms while you sleep. In the morning you wake up to him spooning you and holding him close. His morning wood pressing against your ass leads to morning sex where you get to test out Chan’s newly discovered breeding kink. You spend the whole next day together in your apartment before heading back to Chan’s place where you find Jisung and Honey eating dinner with Hyunjin and Changbin.

When you walk through the front door Changbin lights up at the sight of you and Chan holding hands. He gets up from the table and walks over to you and Chan with a huge smile on his face. “It’s about damn time you finally admitted you’re in love.”

𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬.

I realize this story hinted at someone else having a crush that hasn’t been brought. That might have to get brought of in future connecting stories.

𝘏𝘺𝘶𝘯𝘫𝘪𝘯'𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘍𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘉𝘢𝘣𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘔𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦'𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘖𝘧 𝘔𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘴. 𝘐 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘍𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘹'𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺. 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧.

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Love Playlist | SERIES MASTERLIST

«GENERAL M.LIST» · «NAVIGATION» · «TALK TO ME»

SYNOPSIS A sweet collection of skz college au stories inspired by bts tracks 💕 (3/8) complete; can be read as standalones, but the stories are all connected!

CONTENTS

1. UGH! (Bang Chan)

Release Date: June 2nd, 2023 Pairing: Bang Chan x Fem!Reader Genre: college au, angst, fluff, enemies to lovers, forced proximity Warnings: swearing, mc has autism, misogynistic behavior (not Bang Chan), implications of ableism, bullying, short panic attack description Synopsis: Despite what everyone thinks, Christopher Bang is definitely not perfect. At least, not to you. After the election for Student Council President ends in an exact tie, you and Chris both end up as co-presidents, to your horror. But even though Chris is literally the bane of your existence, you try to remain professional and do your best to communicate with him only when absolutely necessary. But when circumstances force you together, you learn that maybe you and Chris aren’t as different as you thought.

2. MAKE IT RIGHT (Lee Know)

Release Date: July 24, 2023 Pairing: Lee Know x Fem!Reader Genre: college au, fluff, exes to lovers, angst Warnings: swearing, messy break-up, mc has a fear of the dark, mild haunted house/Halloween descriptions Synopsis: You and Minho are the “golden couple” of your university. Well, you were. After letting the pressures of college life get in the way of your relationship, you end in a messy breakup. However, you both share a lot of friends and it’s impossible to avoid each other, so you both ignore your lingering feelings for each other. But love works in strange ways, and now yours needs to be made right.

3. FAKE LOVE (Changbin)

Release Date: TBD Pairing: Changbin x Fem!Reader Genre: college au, fluff, fake dating, friends to lovers Warnings: TBA Synopsis: Growing up, you were always the black sheep of your family. You were never cute enough, or nice enough, or smart enough, and constantly singled out. Your family’s increased pressure on you to be better caused an uneasy rift between you. However, when you are invited to attend your sister’s wedding, you know you will never hear the end of it from your relatives if they find out you are still single. So, you end up taking your friend, Changbin, and he will pretend to be your date. But maybe your feelings for each other are not so fake after all…

4. BUTTERFLY (Hyunjin)

Release Date: TBD Pairing: Hyunjin x Fem!Reader Genre: college au, fluff, strangers to lovers, angst, hurt/comfort Warnings: TBA Synopsis: After a heart-fluttering encounter with an enigmatic boy at a friend’s party, you let go of your reservations and your friends’ warnings to pursue him. Hyunjin may seem like a charismatic, humorous person, but when with you, he literally and metaphorically draws stars around your scars. But such a passionate love at such a young age can be fleeting, like a butterfly. Is it worth the risk?

5. HOME (Han)

Release Date: May 7th, 2023 Pairing: Han x Fem!Reader Genre: college au, fluff, roommates to lovers, friends to lovers, mutual pining Warnings: mild swearing Synopsis: Jisung. Your roommate. Your best friend. The person you call when you need a ride home. The person who brings you ice cream when you’re sad. The person who you tried not to like, but failed anyway. So you bury your feelings. When the stress of impending exams doubles down, both you and Han must lean on each other even more to get through. But on one fateful night, everything changes.

6. BLACK SWAN (Felix)

Release Date: TBD Pairing: Felix x Fem!Reader Genre: college au, fluff, angst, grumpy/sunshine Warnings: TBA Synopsis: Felix is everything you’re not: happy, sociable, optimistic. You’re everything Felix isn’t: grumpy, quiet, pessimistic. You aren’t a bad person, but it’s the circumstances that you face that keep you from enjoying your life, and Felix is a constant reminder of what you don’t and can’t have. When your troubles reach a climax, Felix resolves to help you, and no amount of sassy comments or eye-rolls will deter him.

7. COFFEE (Seungmin)

Release Date: TBD Pairing: Seungmin x Fem!Reader Genre: college au, fluff, strangers to lovers Warnings: TBA Synopsis: Seungmin has never been a relationship person. And no, not even of the casual kind. He prefers independence, getting through college while working at his family’s coffee shop. One day, he’ll inherit the café and finally be able to thrive on his passion, but until then, he’ll keep his head down and work. His plans are thrown off when you breeze into the shop. His heart hurts watching you get stood up on every single date, but there is no way he’s smitten. It’s just customary to spend an extra ten minutes during the morning rush trying to pipe a creamer heart onto your coffee.

8. BOY IN LUV (I.N)

Release Date: TBD Pairings: I.N x Fem!Reader Genre: college au, fluff, unrequited love Warnings: TBA Synopsis: Of course on the one night you let loose, at your best friend’s birthday party, you get too tipsy and end up kissing Jeongin, the guy who sits behind you in your chemistry class. And what makes it worse? You know he has a crush on you, and you definitely do not reciprocate. But no matter how many times you reject him afterwards, Jeongin insists you have feelings for him. But there is no universe where you would have feelings for Yang Jeongin, or his gorgeous smile.

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skzhua · 1 year

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SKZHUA'S STRAY KIDS MASTERLIST

Disclaimer: These are all original works that belong to me. Rewritten versions, translations or others are not allowed unless asked and approved. I will report for any case of plagiarism or reposts without my consent.

MAIN MASTERLIST

Personal favourites - ♡

▪︎series

♡ your eyes

college!AU, eight stories interrelated.

status: complete.

down into the hollow

fairies!stray kids, fantasy!au, tinkerbell universe, fluff mostly, slow burn, genre depends on each story, eight stories interrelated.

status: coming soon...

▪︎SKZ Texts

They notice you're not feeling good

Telling them that they are yum

♡ You're not answering their texts

♡ As actual texts my boyfriend sent me

♡ As actual texts my boyfriend sent me pt. 2

▪︎series

listen carefully ('your eyes' series) | 8.7k words

college!au, fluff, a glimpse of angst, idiots-to-lovers.

a price i'm willing to pay

social media!au, arranged marriage, fake relationship, fluff, angst.

status: ongoing.

▪︎scenarios

Watch Me | 9.8k words

Spy AU, angst, fluff, rivals-to-lovers.

We Going For the Win | 10k words

Zombie Apocalypse!AU, fluff, bit of angst.

▪︎series

♡ you are my safe haven ('your eyes' series) | 10.5k words

college!au, kind of enemies-to-lovers, fluff, angst.

▪︎scenarios

Got It | 5.5k words

Choreographer!Lee Minho x Dance Captain!Reader, fluff, slow burn.

i still love you | 2.9k words

Aftermath of runaway from arranged marriage, angst, fluff.

♡ Caroling to my Heart | 14.7k words

Inspired by A Christmas Carol, Christmas love story, angst, fluff.

▪︎SKZ Texts

Texts with Minho

▪︎series

♡ i'll show you ('your eyes' series) | 8.6k words

college!au, bet, fluff, slight angst.

▪︎imagines

The Three Times Changbin Got Mad, and the One Time He Didn't | 1.8k words

Angst, fluff.

▪︎series

♡ another typical story | 26 parts

social media!AU, idol!AU, influencer!AU, strangers-ish-to-lovers, fluff, slow burn.

status: complete.

mornings with you ('your eyes' series) | 9.3k words

college! au, fluff, slice of life, neighbour!AU, suggestive.

▪︎scenarios

how does he know | 16.2k words

divergent!au, love triangle, fluff, angst, dystopian, slow burn.

▪︎imagines

Night Breeze and Hot Choco | 2.3k words

Idol!AU, angst, fluff.

Boyfriend tag video with ex-boyfriend | 0.7k words

fluff, humor, cringy asf.

▪︎series

friends without desire | 40 parts

social media!AU, college!AU, exes to friends, exes to lovers. (at this point, it's almost an idol!AU as well...).

status: complete.

♡ fool ('your eyes' series) | 11.4k words

fluff, best friends to lovers, a bit of angst.

▪︎scenarios

♡ His Damn Sleeveless Shirt | 11.5k words

Fluff, strangers-to-lovers, lowkey enemies-to-lovers, slow burn, one bed trope.

♡ He's Not What He Seems to Be | 19.4k words

CEO!AU, forbidden love!AU, rivals-to-lovers, fluff, angst, slow burn.

♡ if i leave, which i must do | 29.1k words

fluff, angst, isekai, portal universe, strangers-to-lovers.

▪︎imagines

What about us? | 4.3k words

Idol!AU, Dad!Han Jisung x Female Reader, fluff, angst.

Word Count: 4,257

▪︎series

my treat ('your eyes' series) | 7.7k words

college!au, baker felix, fluff, fluff, fluff (did i mention fluff?).

▪︎scenarios

♡ My Best Luck | 4.3k words

Blind date AU, fluff.

▪︎imagines

Lost Kitten | 0.5k words

Fluff, cringy asf, headcanon, hybrid!AU. (Read at your own risks, I was like 14 when I wrote this so it's meh.)

▪︎SKZ Texts

Friendship breakup with Felix

▪︎series

i like coffee better ('your eyes' series) | 7.9k words

college!AU, fluff, barista!AU

▪︎imagines

i wanna hold your hand | 3.1k words

Angst, fluff, idol!AU.

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i'm gonna stay | 7.9k words

college!AU, fluff, slight angst.

▪︎scenarios

Best summer ever : Part 1 Part 2

Fluff, Angst, Coworkers-to-lovers.

Status: ongoing (?)

♡ make me crazy | 8.8k words

Fake dating!AU, fluff, angst, idiots-to-lovers.

▪︎SKZ Texts

Texts with Jeongin

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blossomwritesthings · 7 months

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𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

pairing: minho x felix (minlix)

genre: nonidol!minho/nonidol!felix. minlix are professional dancers. childhood bfs to lovers au. confession au. post-breakup blues. angst!! fluff. smut - MDNI, 18+ only. felix pov.

content & warnings: explicit & strong language. thematic elements. there's angst in here (felix's in an abusive relationship, a scary incident happens between him and his ex). mentions of physical assault/violence is detailed. sexual assault is also alluded to. minho is really soft for him in this and takes care of felix a lot because... he's his baby. smut warnings below cut!!

word count: 9.6k

summary: felix thought he'd always be with his long-term boyfriend jicheul, until one drunken night ruins everything they'd built up together. and the only person he can turn to in his time of crisis is his childhood best friend, minho.

18+ warnings: dom!felix x sub!minho (but also they're both switches). minho finally gets to be the bottom in this one. unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, friends). anal sex/fingering. jerking off happens. one hot blowjob. slight degradation (but not too much this time). pet names (baby boy, darling, kitten, etc). dirty thoughts/fantasies. LOTS of hair pulling & lube. slight breeding kink (🙄). dacryphilia. somewhat dumbification. overstimulation. nipple play. lots of dirty talk. subspace. loud sex.

a/n: first of all, this is dedicated to my lovely friend @cb97breathing... I love you sm and I hope this brightens up your day if only by just a tiny bit, honey!! 🤎 I felt like writing something angsty, so my original idea turned out to be a minlix piece. honestly, this one was a little hard to write since it brought up bad memories of my past abuse, but I like how it turned out so that's a win haha! enjoy, you guys!! ✨

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Lee Felix never intended for things to get this far.

He never meant to let everything escalate to this extent.

After having met Jicheul during his freshman year in university, he was all starry-eyed with love for the man. And for a while, everything was amazing. It felt like he was living in a dream - floating above the clouds thanks to his love.

But then the change started ever so subtly.

During their first anniversary, Jicheul had spent the night before drinking and partying with his friends at a nearby club. And when he came back home to their shared apartment that morning, he was drunk out of his mind.

When Felix tried to get him sober by making him some hangover stew and brewing him some green tee - Jicheul blew up at him. Cursing him out, smashing a nearby plate onto the kitchen's tiled floor. Then he was storming out of the apartment before Felix could even register what was going on.

On their first anniversary, they didn't celebrate it together. For one thing, because Felix didn't see his boyfriend for the entire until late that night. And secondly, because he couldn't pick himself up from his bed - buried deep under the covers, sobbing for hours on end because his boyfriend had practically abandoned him on such a special day.

That day, he cried so much that he physically ached by the time Jicheul returned home. His chest hurt so fucking much, and his eyes were puffy from all of the tears. But then Jicheul apologized to him, giving him a bouquet of red roses, and all was well in the world.

Although, Felix never told anyone else about his boyfriend's outburst. None of his family or friends knew about the broken dishes and spewed curses, and that's how he wanted things to stay.

But ever so slightly, over his sophomore year, Felix realized that he was pushing away his friends and family. He didn't see them quite as often anymore, and when he did, his mind was occupied with thoughts of his boyfriend - what he was doing right then and who he was with.

Felix watched on the sidelines of his life, as Jicheul gradually pulled him away from his entire support system. Like an infection that lazily spread throughout his body, his boyfriend took up everything - his thoughts, his habits, his entire life.

He chose to ignore the snide comments from his boyfriend - when he'd wear certain outfits or when he'd hang out with certain friends around the university. That's just his way of showing he cares about me, Felix always thought whenever Jicheul would degrade him for something.

And before Felix knew it, they were both graduating and celebrating their fourth anniversary together. But once again, just like their first and third one, Jicheul was nowhere to be found. All day, he was out of the house - and with each second that he was gone, Felix's heart broke just a little bit more.

When he finally arrived home to a sad-faced Felix, Jicheul rolled his eyes exasperatingly. "Oh fuck- I forgot, didn't I?" He said, voice all gruff from a long day at work. He had just started his new job at a local architect firm and they were working him to the bone with overtime.

Felix couldn't even find it in himself to say anything, instead swallowing around the dry lump forming in his throat. After that, Jicheul came over to him on the living room couch and sat down slowly.

"Let me make it up to you, hun," Jicheul started, leaning down to capture his lips up into a passionate kiss. "Let me fuck you nice and good for our special day, okay?"

And Felix didn't even say anything after that, instead choosing to let him take the lead. Before he knew it, Jicheul had them completely bare and was fucking him atop the living room couch, hands gripping tightly into his hips as his cock stretched him open.

"Feels good?" Jicheul asked, tucking a few strands of Felix's whispy blonde hair behind his ear. He thrust up into him a little more, the squelching sounds of lube and cum mixing around the apartment.

"Yeah, feels nice."

But Felix was lying.

It didn't feel nice, not at all.

It felt super fucking painful.

He wasn't in the mood and he couldn't even bring himself to cum at the end. So instead, he faked it, like he had done many times with Jicheul before. Felix was too depressed to feel anything blissful at that moment - head swimming with too many thoughts about them and their uncertain relationship.

For one thing, Jicheul fucked him way too hard. Although Felix liked it rough sometimes, he also liked things to be soft and gradual. Jicheul was like a bull, charging right out of the gate as soon as they had their clothes off. And initially, that had been something really hot to Felix. But after four years of the same raw power, the blonde male was pretty fucking sick of it all.

It wasn't until some months later after Felix had landed a job teaching dance at a local studio, that everything fell apart. The day had been long and some of his students hadn't listened to his teachings, which made things even worse for him.

As he stepped through the door to their apartment, he noticed how all of the lights were off. He froze in the kitchen when he saw a shadowy form sitting on the living room couch.

Running a hand through his hair, Felix sighed heavily. "Ji? Is that you?" He asked out into the gloam, too tired to even flip on a light.

"Where were you?" He could hear his boyfriend's voice extend out across the apartment, serious and monotone.

It was only then that Felix noticed the bottles of soju strewn across the kitchen's granite countertop. Oh fuck- not again. They had never really talked about Jicheul's drinking habit, it was just the elephant in the room that was always there.

And when he drank, he got violent.

"Uhm- I have work at night, remember? I was at the studio." Felix said, beginning to clear the countertop of the bottles and throwing them into the recycling bin. "I thought you knew."

"No, I didn't fucking know!" Jicheul exploded, and before Felix could even register the movement in the shadows, his boyfriend was right in front of him in the kitchen, all looming height and broad shoulders. "Are you fucking cheating on me?"

Felix stared up at him with wide eyes, the moonlight bleeding in from the nearby window, casting darkness across Jicheul's scowling face. "W-What? No, of course not! Why would you even-"

"I saw you with him..." Jicheul started, voice low as death. Felix looked down to see his hands balled into tight fists at his side, and he could smell the alcohol on his breath. He reeked of it. "With that- loser."

Felix frowned at that, the insult burning deep inside his veins and causing the anger to rise in his heart. "He's not a loser, Ji. he's my best friend."

"Best friends don't hold each other's waists and lean in to whisper shit to each other."

"Well maybe if you had a friend, you'd know when to tell the difference between romantic touch and platonic touch."

Felix didn't know why he had said it. It just... slipped out. The words fell from his mouth before he could even comprehend what he was insinuating.

And the next thing he knew, Jicheul was glaring down at him with that same devilish expression he sometimes got when he was especially angry after a drink. "Oh- you worthless piece of shit." He roared out, and before Felix could even react, he was moving again.

His head twisted towards the right, left cheek burning from the impact. Squaring his shoulders, Felix stared back at Jicheul. At that moment- there was nothing there. Felix felt utter emptiness, a shell of the person he had once been.

"I should teach you a lesson, huh?" Jicheul continued, hitting his cheek again with his fisted knuckle. "Teach you how to be my good little bitch."

He was wrestling Felix onto the kitchen floor in the next breath, legs coming around Felix's hips as he reached out to his face again and again. The blows were loud inside Felix's ears, his vision bursting to life every time Jicheul took a hit.

He could feel his face growing puffy, his heart beating wildly in his chest as the pain began to spread across his body. He desperately tried and failed to pry Jicheul off of his form - but the older male was too tall and strong to fend off.

And when Jicheul fit his two meaty hands around Felix's neck, everything came to a standstill. The gloam of the apartment bent and twisted around them, as he squeezed just a little harder.

"Fucking useless cunt- think you can cheat on me with that fucker from your childhood." Jicheul was spitting out, breathing down on Felix's face as his fingers dug into his windpipes.

Desperately, Felix grabbed at his wrists, trying to pull Jicheul off of him. "P-Please, I-" He gasped out for dear life, the tears streaming down his face, running across his cheeks and into his hairline.

"Yeah, that's right... Beg for it, you bitch. Beg for my mercy." His voice was venomous and seething, but already growing faint in Felix's ears.

He was losing air, and fast. If he didn't do something drastic, he'd die at the hands of Jicheul. "Please, Ji- I'm sorry, please- I won't see him again, ever. I promise, j-just please!" He sobbed out in a scream, the sound of it echoing around the apartment walls in a resonant, horrifying kind of way.

Jicheul peered down at him with a deep sneer, white teeth glinting in the darkness as the foul scent of soju danced around them. "I could kill you right now- kill you for your worthlessness." He began, nails clawing at the column of Felix's neck and drawing blood as the younger scrambled to get free. He felt lightheaded, eyes rolling into the back of his skull from the agony of it all. "But I won't... because I wanna teach you a lesson," then, almost as quickly as it had started, he was letting go of Felix. "That if you ever go behind my back again- I will end you."

Felix gasped out, taking in shallow breaths as his lungs filled up with precious air again. Jicheul said nothing more after that, leaving him a pile of messy, bloody flesh and limbs on the kitchen floor there. And before he knew it, Felix could hear the resounding slam of the front door.

Just like that, it was all over.

For a few heart-pounding minutes, Felix lay there. The cool tile underneath him soothed his inflamed skin. His fingers hurt from the clawing he had been doing at Jicheul, and everything else was in burning agony - his face and neck.

But especially, his heart.

Finally, coming to terms with what he had to do, the blonde male rose from the floor on shaky legs. He wobbled over to their shared bedroom, ignoring the bed they had fucked on top of for so many years and stumbling over to the closet. He ignored the burning in his heart and the searing pain radiating across his face. In a matter of minutes, he had a duffle bag packed - stuffed to the brim with clothes and a few toiletries.

Then he was hobbling over to the front door, slipping on his sneakers and fitting a severely oversized black hoodie over himself. You know, to cover up the abuse. He flitted out of the apartment in less than ten minutes, frantically looking around to make sure the coast was clear.

He had no plan for the road ahead, but he did know who he could go to for help with figuring it all out.

Lee Minho.

His best friend since childhood and the single most person Jicheul had continually thought Felix was cheating on him with. The accusations had been brewing for years, things Jicheul would throw Felix's way whenever he was extremely angry with work or drunk out of his mind.

The hour to Minho's place was grueling, as Felix moved rather slowly through the subway station. But when he finally made it to Minho's apartment in the heart of Seoul, Felix took in a relieved breath. He didn't even know if he would be up - since it was so late at night. But seeing as he was also a professional dancer himself, Felix assumed Minho would've just gotten back from the studio. After all, he had been working on perfecting this one new choreo of his for the past two months.

He rang the doorbell and knocked three times. For a few moments, nothing happened. The silence stretched on around him and the dread took over his entire system.

Maybe he wasn't home, maybe he was out having dinner with some friends, maybe he was still at the-

But then the large door in front of him was swinging open, and a wave of Minho's scent washed over Felix - of sharp, woodsy cologne and deep roasted coffee beans.

"Lix? What are you-" He began, voice a little incredulous with surprise.

Felix wasn't looking at him, he had his face pointed down to the ground, studying his shoes. The shame washed over him then, dragging down his shoulders and making his heart face. "D-Don't be mad at me... please."

"Yongbok-ah..." Minho said in a quiet voice, using Felix's Korean name that his parents had given to him. Although he went by Felix, Minho was the only one who called him Yongbok on rare occasions.

He found the courage inside himself to raise his head from its bent position, and the moment he met Minho's eyes, he knew he was a goner.

Immediately, his best friend was gasping out loud sharply, fitting a hand over his mouth in utter shock as his eyes roved down the length of Felix's face and neck. He could only assume what he looked like just then - battered, bloody, and bruised.

"I-I'm sorry, I-" Felix was already crying out, the sobs wracking through his entire body and making his heart beat out of his chest.

But Minho said nothing more, and instead just pulled him through the doorway, closing and locking it behind him before he enveloped Felix in the tightest, warmest hug the younger had ever felt.

"Yongbok..." Minho started in a quiet voice, hand running through the younger's blonde tresses as he cried harder at the name. "Yongbok-ah, what... what happened?"

Felix just buried his face a little more in Minho's chest, clutching at his shirt for dear life as his tears blurred his vision. "D-Don't wanna talk about it..." He mumbled between his wails, legs growing weak from all of the mental exhaustion he had been dealing with for the past few hours.

"Baby boy..." Minho said in a faint voice, the sound of the sweet pet name ghosting over the younger's ears and causing his mind to grow a little light-headed again. "Can you let me help you? Let me make it all better, hmm?"

And how could Felix ever say no to that? Say no to his best friend that was trying - wanting to help him so fucking much, when no one else would? When his boyfriend had destroyed him so much.

"Y-Yeah... yes please." Felix leaned away from his chest, peering up at Minho. The edges of his vision were cloudy, but he could still make out the way Minho stared down at him tenderly. And when he reached out to gently tuck a strand of Felix's hair behind his ear, the younger let him. He didn't flinch away, instead leaning into the touch.

"Wanna pick you up... can I do that, sweetheart?" Minho asked. He always wanted to know what Felix wanted - he never did anything that made the younger feel uncomfortable.

Felix found himself nodding in the next moment, and then Minho was picking him up from the ground bridal style, holding him close to his body and carrying him over to the bedroom where he sat him down atop the downy mattress before gathering up the first-aid kit.

The silence fell between them after that, as Minho diligently worked to clean Felix's face up. He swiped rubbing alcohol against the cuts, applying a healing cream to the small ones on his neck before wrapping everything up in bandages.

"It was...Jicheul," Felix began, while Minho tried to fix him up as best as he could. In the past, Felix had come to his best friend after incidents with Jicheul had happened - after they had gotten into a fight or Jicheul had broken something in the house out of anger. But nothing had been as bad as the present moment. "I came home from work and he had been drinking and he was fuming- spouting all this bullshit that I was cheating on him and then, the next thing I knew, we were on the ground and he was on top of me and-"

He didn't realize he was starting to cry again until Minho placed a delicate hand atop his shoulder, squeezing ever so slightly. "Kitten... you don't have to say anything more if you don't want to."

Minho fit the first-aid supplies back into its container and sat back on his heels, taking Felix's hands into his and rubbing his thumbs across his knuckles slowly. "You know... I knew something like this would happen one day," he started to say, staring down at the way their hands were interlaced perfectly together. "After all the times you told me about his outbursts- it was only a matter of time before he turned everything onto you."

"I know... I know, I should've listened to you and everyone else... all the warning signs and the things you guys told me. And left his sorry ass, but I didn't."

Minho squeezed his hands a little bit then, forcing Felix to look up into his eyes and the way they held a delicate, sincere kind of light to them. "Honey... you were blindsided by the abuse. It's alright- I understand how such a thing can diminish your mind to a small thing."

"I know you're mad at me." Felix stared down at his lap and the way that their hands entwined together so flawlessly.

"Don't say that, Yongbok-ah," Minho said in a stern tone, just as he lifted Felix's hands to his mouth, offering his knuckles a gentle kiss. "I could never be angry at you. This isn't your fault- it never was. You were just the unfortunate person to get caught in the crossfire of... him."

Felix looked at him then. Like, really looked at his best friend. He saw so many emotions there on the elder's face - compassion, love, tenderness, and hidden beneath it all... rage.

"I just... wanted to make you happy, you know?" Felix whispered, voice cracking at the end of his words with all the feelings he had right then. "I wanted to make you proud. That's all I've ever wanted to do-"

"And you have, Yongbok-ah... you always do. Nothing you say or do could make me love you any less."

"Yeah, but it sure feels like I've let you down."

"It doesn't fucking matter how I feel, okay? You just escaped a psychopathic boyfriend, you are the main priority right now." Minho said in a grave voice, shaking his head slowly as he said the words. "Honestly, I should kill him with my bare hands for what he did to you- what he's been doing for the past five years."

Felix gaped up at him, eyes growing wide with concern. "N-No, please... don't. I can't lose you too. If you get locked away, I think I'll fucking die."

Minho leaned into him then, pressing their foreheads together gently. He chuckled softly, the warmth of it spreading across Felix's body and causing his heart to beat a little faster. "Don't worry, I'm not gonna do anything drastic. I just... I'm really fucking angry right now, that's all."

"At me?" Felix asked, suddenly filled with so much concern again.

Minho leaned away just a tiny bit from him then, so close, that Felix could feel his warm breath fanning against his face. "No, never at you, Lixie." Then he was reaching out, brushing a gentle thumb across his tear-streaked cheek. "Who could ever be angry at such an adorable face?"

Everything grew quiet then, as their breaths mixed. For a moment, Felix thought his best friend would do something more - tip into him a little bit and kiss him. But instead, Minho just stared... into his eyes and around his face.

"Jicheul thought I was cheating on him with you."

Felix didn't know why he said it, the sentence just slipped out before he could reign his thoughts back in. Minho lifted a perfectly manicured dark eyebrow at him, chestnut-brown eyes glinting with a little bit of mischief.

"Well, isn't that comical..." His voice lilted off into the distance, as Felix caught his eyes lock onto his lips for just a second before they were rising again to meet his gaze. "But enough about that asshole- let's get you into bed."

Felix found himself agreeing with the older male, allowing Minho to help him underneath the thick duvet covers. He snuggled under the blankets, burrowing his face against the velvety pillow. But Felix opened his eyes again when he realized that Minho wasn't getting in next to him.

"Aren't you going to sleep too?" He asked, peering up at him with imploring, big eyes.

Minho stared down at Felix with a faint smile adorning his face. He tilted into his tucked-in form, brushing a few fingers through his blonde locks. "In a little bit... I have something to do first."

Felix nodded slowly, closing his eyes again at the absence of Minho's touch. "Okay, just... don't be too long, hmm?" He didn't want to admit it right then, but the thought of being left alone in such a dark room in such a large bed made his heart leap a little bit with anxiety.

"Wouldn't dream of it, baby boy."

Felix hid the smile that bloomed across his face at the nickname underneath the covers, and distinctly heard the click of the bedroom door shut as Minho left him to sleep.

As he was falling into dreamland, Felix could distantly hear Minho's soft voice through the apartment's thin walls.

"Yes, hi. My name is Lee Minho," he said in a hushed whisper. He waited a few beats and then continued. "I'd like to file a domestic violence report for my... friend..."

The next three weeks passed in a blur of Felix staying quiet and Minho allowing him time to heal. Felix didn't leave his side, and he was practically glued to his best friend's hip from the moment he woke up in the morning to the moment he came home from work at the dance studio.

It was two mornings after the incident, when Felix was practically clinging on for dear life to Minho's side that the elder looked down at him with a softness in his eyes. "I hate to leave you here like this..." They had spent the past weekend together, chilling out at his apartment, eating yummy food, and distracting Felix from all of the issues.

Shaking his head, Felix offered him a tiny, unconvincing smile. "It's fine... I'll be fine." But already, he could feel the prick of tears clouding the corners of his eyes."

"My poor, poor baby doll," Minho cooed softly, brushing a thumb underneath one of his eyes gently as he gave Felix's arm a light squeeze. "I won't be gone too long, yeah? Lunch is all ready and waiting for you in the fridge and there's plenty of shows to catch up on while I'm away."

"Okay..." Felix nodded, sniffling back the tears as he burrowed his face into Minho's thick jacket. "Just... come home right away, mhm?"

Minho was brushing some of his blonde locks behind his ear then, prodding him to look up and catch his stare once more. "Of course, doll face... you know I'll always come back for you."

And just like that, they had fallen into a rhythm together. Felix had decided to take a few weeks off from work - since he very well couldn't show up as bruised and beaten as he was. The worst part about it all, though, besides the wounds that Minho would help clean out every single night, was the mental effects of it all.

The late nightmares would keep him up until the wee hours of the morning. The loss of an appetite, the boredom and cloudy mind, racing heart, and the fear of being alone. And only after three days of sleeping out on Minho's living room couch - since he needed to put a boundary down somewhere - he found himself cuddled up next to the elder man, curled around his body as a wave of nightmare-fueled fear overtook his entire system.

Each time, Minho would lull him back to sleep. With gentle touches and satiny words and rocking to-and-fro. Like magic, Minho knew exactly what he needed, whenever he needed it.

But Felix could almost feel in the back of his mind - feel the knowing pulling deep within him - that he was beginning to overstay his welcome. After three whole weeks of being so cooped up in Minho's apartment both for safety reasons and for his sanity, Felix needed to get out. Needed to do something, look at something different, besides the four white walls of his best friend's place.

So that's how he found himself sitting in a corner booth at a local cafe near Minho's apartment. He had been there for hours already, sipping the day away with two whole cups of a pumpkin-spiced latte. He had brought a book to keep his mind busy, but instead of reading a single word, he just stared out the window.

Unfortunately, he had forgotten his phone back at Minho's apartment, so he had no way to check the time. But by the look of things outside the nearby cafe's window - he could take a pretty good guess as to the time of day. The sun began to set over the horizon, painting the sky in brilliant shades of dusty rose and golden topaz. Minho would be coming home soon from work since he usually finished up around six thirty on most nights. Living with him, Felix was quickly beginning to learn - memorize - his best friend's schedule.

Just when Felix was about to stand up from his comfy spot in the cafe, he spotted a couple walking by, bundled up against the frigid October wind, holding onto each other's hands as they walked with wide smiles adorning their faces. The sight of it all caused Felix's heart to shift and squeeze inside his chest, and he found himself sitting back in his chair, taking in the sight of them... not having a care in the world, oblivious to the pain that could happen in the future. The rift that might ultimately split them apart.

Seeing the couple reminded Felix of Jicheul... of the way they used to be when they first started dating back during their university days. They were so fucking in love with each other and head over heels. And within only a few months of dating, they were moving in with one another... that's how much they always wanted to be together.

But then, somewhere along the way, things had irrevocably shattered. Jicehul's drinking problem got worse and he got angry more easily and everything just... started to turn to shit.

Felix could feel the tears streaming down his cheeks in silent rivulets as he sat there, staring off into the distance, eyes trained on the waning daylight and how the moon slowly began to rise high in the sky. He sat there, oblivious to how late it was growing, wallowing in his sorrow.

It felt like his heart was about to shatter all over again, cracking open and turning raw and bloody... just like it had some weeks ago. Everything hurt - his body and his mind and his heart and... he just wanted to forget about it all and move on.

But apparently, he couldn't.

Nothing could help, not the movies, the food, or the board games. Not the moments he'd spend with Minho late at night at his apartment.

No one could help him.

He was all alone and-

His frantic, dark thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a finger tapping on his shoulder. He turned to the side to catch a glimpse of one of the cafe's employees looking down at him with a concerned face. "Uhm- sir... I'm about to close up the store- it's almost eleven."

Felix shot up from his seat with wide eyes, running an embarrassed hand through his hair and chuckling softly. "Oh, my bad- I didn't realize how late it had gotten... have a good night." Then he was flitting out of the cafe's front doors before the young girl who had served him his drinks a lot earlier in the day could see his state of mind. Could see the tears trailing across his freckled cheeks.

He held his book close to his chest the entire time he made the short trek back to Minho's apartment, heart clenching painfully in his chest.

He was so tired.

So fucking exhuasted.

He just wanted to lie down, go to sleep, and never wake up.

And then he made it to Minho's front door, keyed in the code, and locked the thing behind him as he stepped in. The palace was completely dark - void of any kind of light.

Immediately, he was brought back to that night- when he had come home from a long day at work to find Jicheul sitting in the living room, all alone...

"Where have you been?"

Minho's dry voice rang out across the apartment, and Felix shook in a wave of deja vu as he stared across the kitchen towards the doorframe of Minho's bedroom, where the elder was standing rigidly.

"Minho-hyung, I-"

"Do you have any fucking idea how worried I've been?" The elder began, voice low as death and gravelly at the edges. The sounds of it made Felix's shoulders tremble as he placed his book down on the nearby kitchen counter. "Do you have any idea how many fucking times I called you, trying to reach you?"

"I left my phone here- I'm sorry, I forgot."

Minho let out a dry, humorless chuckle. The sound of it made Felix's heart leap in his stomach, the lump forming in his throat. "Why the fuck would you leave it here when you know how I get?"

Feeling all of the anger and strife and sadness from the past few weeks build up inside of him, Felix burst out, "I'm sorry- okay?! I'm sorry I didn't take my phone with me and I'm sorry I didn't tell you I was at that local cafe just down the road!"

But Minho was right, Felix knew how he got. The younger male had already done something similar a week before, slipping out of the apartment and visiting a nearby 7-Eleven to pick up some breakfast early in the morning. Minho had called him frantically thirty minutes later, while Felix was checking out, wondering where he was.

The tears were springing free from Felix's eyes soon after his explosion, and he reached out towards the kitchen's cool marble countertop to grip onto the coolness for dear life. "I'm sorry- it's all my fault, I shouldn't have- shouldn't have done it," he shouted out, voice cracking in pain in tandem with his weak heart. "I'm so fucking stupid... I know that- you don't have to tell me- no one has to tell me because I already know."

With his eyes closed, he failed to see the shadows in the room moving, failed to notice that Minho was nearing him with quick, quiet steps.

"I'm sorry..." Minho started, his voice so close to Felix that he tore his eyes open to notice how near the red-haired male was to him. "Lix... I'm sorry, I- I didn't mean to get angry, I just... I got so fucking worried when I came home and you weren't here and then it got later and you weren't answering your phone..."

Felix scrubbed at his eyes, trying to wipe the tears away. But they wouldn't stop. He couldn't stop his heart from shattering or his legs from quaking. "Everything slipped my mind. I needed to get out of this place and I guess I forgot to bring my phone, I'm sorry." His head drooped down, his focus landing on the dark tiled floor at his feet.

"Yongbok-ah... look at me, please." The distress in Minho's voice was palpable, but still, Felix couldn't heed his words. Then Minho was fitting a few fingers under his chin, gently tilting his head up so that their gazes locked. There, Felix found an ocean of feelings - agony, anger, but most importantly... adoration. He swallowed at the sight of it all, eyes puffy and face still sore. "I just... I would fucking kill myself if anything happened to you. I just want you to be safe and okay forever, you know? I love you so much, and if anyone- especially that fucker, ever laid their hands on you I'd-"

"You saying all of that won't help," Felix cut him off, shaking his head slowly in defeat. The tears had finally stopped and now he was just left as a shell of the man that he had once been - mind empty and heart beating lowly in his chest. "Nothing helps. Nothing will help. It's over. I'm... I'm done."

Then he was dragging out of Minho's grip in the next beat, and Minho didn't stop him. Because that's the kind of best friend he was - he wasn't going to force Felix to do anything he didn't want to, no matter what it was. Felix made for the nearby bedroom, face blank as he heard Minho trail in behind him.

"Don't say that Yongbok-ah... you know things will get better." The elder male was saying in a low tone.

But Felix just wanted to forget it all, forget all of the pain and heartache, and move on from it. But he couldn't, because that shit was here to stay.

"You've done enough for me, Hyung. I'm sick of taking, taking, taking from you and not giving anything back."

"You being here is enough of a payback - you being my friend is enough."

"No, it's not, and you know it."

"How do you know what's enough for me and what's not?"

Felix was turning around on his heels then, throwing his hands up frantically in the air. "Because I just do, okay?! I know that you're sick of me and that I can never repay you, and- and that I've overstayed my welcome." His voice cracked at the end of his words, but he refused to cry again. Refused to do anything more but stand there, near the bed, as Minho faced him just a few paces away.

"You don't know me, Felix."

"Yes, I do."

Minho was nearing him after that, face softening exponentially and lips pressing into a firm line as he folded his arms across his chest. "Then I guess you also know that I've been in love with you since fucking high school."

After that, everything stopped.

The air flowing through Felix's lungs stopped,

His heart stopped,

Hell, even his brain stopped.

All of him, every single fiber of his being, honed down to a single point. He could only focus on the red-haired man before him, his best friend since he was a little boy, and the words that he had just spoken into existence.

The confession he had just blurted out.

"Minho- what..." Felix began, but Minho was nearing him already, taking ahold of his hands and squeezing them slowly.

"It's okay, Yongbok-ah, I understand that this isn't the right time and you don't feel the same about me. But I just wanted you to know that I-"

But Felix didn't give him any more time to speak after that.

Instead, he just took ahold of Minho's face, hands fitting around his jaw and bringing him closer than ever before.

Their lips crashed together in the next instant.

It was explosive and otherworldly and... and everything Felix had ever wanted and dreamed and hoped of.

With a clash of teeth and the press of plushness, Minho was groaning into the kiss, hands quickly scrambling for something to hold. Desperately, he clutched at Felix's hips just as Felix pressed in a little closer to him.

Felix's tongue prodded at the line of his lips, and Minho allowed him entrance in the next breath, their tastes dancing a lilting kind of tango. In their haste of passionate kisses, Minho somehow managed to hoist Felix up into the air, holding him steady as the younger wrapped his legs around his waist.

In a matter of seconds, Minho was moving then, walking towards the bed. And then everything happened all at once... with Minho throwing Felix down onto the bed with his slim legs still wrapped around the elder's waist. Felix's blonde locks fanned out against the downy pillows as Minho's tongue teased against his.

Silence lapsed between them, the only sounds filling up the entire room being the noises that came from between them - wet lips and low groans and breathy cries.

Before anything could go further though, Minho was yanking away from Felix. Hands still digging into his hips, his fingers pressed in close to the younger's oversized grey sweatpants. "W-We shouldn't... Bokkie... it isn't- doesn't feel right..." He began, but already, Felix was trying to coax him back into the kisses - reaching up and twirling a few fingers through his crimson locks.

"Why? Because I just got out of a shitty relationship? Because we're best friends?" Felix questioned, silently enjoying the way his lips felt puffy and kiss-swollen. He felt hot all over and could feel the tent in his pants steadily growing.

Minho gave him a deep frown, palms sinking into the plush mattress at Felix's side. The younger wanted to whine out and cry for the absence of his touch against his hips, but he decided he'd save the begging for... later.

"Yeah- and just... you can't possibly want this right now- want me."

Felix made a noncommittal, low hum in his throat, before his hand drew away from the elder's crimson locks and his fingers were brushing against his smooth, milky cheek. "We'd be fools to ignore the shit that's been brewing between us for years, Minho. Almost everyone in our life has thought we've been dating at some point. Hell, even Jicheul accused me of cheating on him with you."

Minho frowned slowly, dark brows pulling together and eyes lighting up with a swarthy mix of barely checked desire and uncertainty. "I'm not going to be a fix for your problems, Felix- I can't be. That's something you have to work through yourself."

"I'm not asking you to be one. I just..."

Minho tipped into him, gently pressing their foreheads together and breathing fire down across his face as he prodded Felix to continue. "What, Lix? What is it?"

"I need to forget- just for a little bit, you know?"

The elder tilted away from his frame, raising a perfectly manicured eyebrow his way. "And you think I'm gonna be the perfect fit for that?"

Felix shrugged slowly, brows crumpling as the words flowed from his lips freely, in a soothing tone. "I think that... I've always loved you- in more ways than just a friend can. And now is the culmination of all these pent-up emotions finally coming to a head so... why wait any longer?"

At his confession, Minho let out a low groan, nose digging into the crook between Felix's neck and shoulder blade. "Fuck, you don't know how long I've waited to hear that..."

"Help me, Hyung," Felix began after that, moving Minho's face so that they were staring at each other once more. "Can you do that... help me?"

Slowly, Minho ended up nodding, a dark smirk pulling across his lips as he gave Felix a heated kiss. "Where do you want me? How?"

But Felix didn't even need to reply, as he gripped a little harder onto Minho's waist and turned their bodies in a tumble of limbs. Soon, Minho was the one with his spine sinking into the mattress, crimson locks messy against the grey-colored duvet.

"L-Like this..." Felix muttered in barely-controlled lust, as his hands found their way to the waistline of Minho's joggers. He peered up at the older in silence, asking for permission. And when he got the all-clear, he was shucking them and his boxers away.

Instantly, Minho's cock sprang to life from being released out of the confines of his pants. Felix sat back on his heels between Minho's spread legs for just a few seconds, taking in deep breaths.

Because fuck, was it big.

Veiny, too. With a girth so wide, Felix had no idea how the night was going to end.

The tip was already pink and leaking out precum, the thin sheen casting a pretty glow against Minho's thighs. The bedroom was altogether dark, save for the pulled curtains nearby that offered a small amount of faint moonlight to bleed into the space between them.

"F-Fuck, you're so pretty..." Felix started, bringing his hands up to his lips and spitting on them dutifully before he reached out with supple anticipation toward Minho.

And the elder stayed completely still and silent for a few moments, as Felix felt him out. Curious palms wrapping around the base, fingers gripping just slightly before he began dragging his hands up to the tip, thumb playing with the leaking slit there.

Minho squirmed underneath him, and Felix caught his stare - the way his pupils were already blowing out and the way a dusting of a pinkish blush bloomed across his cheeks, trickling down the column of his neck.

"F-Feels so good, Bok... holy shit-" Minho croaked out in a resonant voice, moving his hips upwards just a tiny bit in time with Felix's touch.

As Felix began to play with Minho's cock with one of his hands, the other found its way to the hemline of Minho's baggy sleeping t-shirt. The one he always wore when he wanted to have a relaxing night around the house.

Slowly, in tandem with his tugs, his fingers lifted Minho's shirt. Until he caught sight of his soft, muscular abdomen, smooth skin gleaming in the twilight hours. His cute pink nipples pebbled against the cool night air, And soon, Felix found himself tilting into him slightly, mouth dropping open as his lips locked around one of his pecks, tongue coming out to poke around there at the bud before he began to suck with a vengeance.

The entire time, his attention was focused on the elder male; from the way that he writhed underneath his touch, hips thrusting against Felix's hand that was circling his hard cock, to the way that Minho allowed breathy, high-pitched moans to escape from between his lips.

"Never knew you'd be this way- so supple and pliant..." Felix chuckled darkly, as he squeezed a little harder around his cock, earning a low cry from the elder. Wet saliva leaked out from Felix's mouth, as he lapped at Minho's peaked buds. "You like this? Like your little angel Bokkie to fuck you... to suck on your nipples and squeeze my hands around your cock?"

Minho was nodding vehemently after that, swallowing down a large gulp and tearing his screwed-shut eyes open to look down at Felix. At the way his teeth clamped down around his peaked nipples and the way his fingers circled around his cock. "Y-Yeah... you have no fucking idea how long I've thought about this... fantasized about it."

"Bet you fantasized about other things too, hmm?" Felix mused, mouth trailing kisses down the center of his stomach and nearing his bare hips. "Bet you dreamed about this mouth wrapped around your dick- sucking you dry."

Slowly, Minho let out a low chuckle. "That too-"

But Felix didn't let him finish his train of thought, as he dropped his jaw wide open and fit his lips around his cock in the next instant. Hand playing at the base of Minho, tickling his balls, Felix began to bob his head up and down along his shaft, swirling his tongue with each movement of his neck.

"Ah- fuck!" Minho cried out, reaching for the younger's head and gripping at his bleached locks, guiding his movement along his cock to right where Minho needed him most. "Right there... fuck, Lix, you're sucking me off so well."

Felix hummed against his length, his lips slick and swollen from all of the kissing and sucking. The tip of Minho hit the back of his throat soon after that, but his gag reflex was nowhere to be found, and he took it all in stride. Lips parted around Minho's cock, Felix hollowed out his cheeks with each slow drag of his mouth.

Up and down, up and down.

The lewd, nasty sounds coming from Felix’s mouth were enough to make him lose just a little bit more of his sanity. And in that moment, he wasn’t thinking about anything else - just focused on Minho and trying to make him feel good. Trying to make himself forget about all the other shit in his life. Slowly, his hand pulled away from Minho’s cock and began to work at the waistband of his own joggers.

Then Felix moved his mouth off of Minho's cock, licking his lips clean of the pre-cum that had been leaking out of his puffy tip. “Can I use you, Min? Please?” He asked, as he ripped off his own boxers and t-shirt and threw them onto the ground behind him. “Let me fuck you nice and deep- help me feel good, please?”

And Minho mewled out weakly, shaking his head in reply as his lips parted open in a breathless, whispery moan. “Holy shit- yes, yes… do whatever you have to do to help yourself. Be selfish, just- take it all out on me.” The rest of his words caught in his throat as Felix’s cock sprang to life in front of him. All red and swollen and leaking an obscene amount.

Before Felix could regain any solid part of his sanity, he was reaching over across Minho and into the nearby nightstand. One day when he had been searching for a phone charger, he had caught a glimpse of a bottle of lube and condoms hidden underneath the piles of papers and books right there in the drawer. He plucked the half-used bottle of lube out, drenching his fingers and cock in the slippery, sweet-smelling liquid.

“Strawberry flavored?” He mused, raising a quizzical eyebrow Minho’s way as he neared him again, pressing his mouth against his and trailing his tongue around the line of his lips. “I didn’t take you for such a romantic…”

“Just- shut up already,” Minho murmured against his lips, but when Felix pulled away just a tiny bit, he saw the blush creeping across the older’s face, painting everything in a pink-toned hue.

Gradually, Felix’s fingers trailed their way between Minho’s legs, his other hand gripping on tight to his bare hip. “Just breathe in for me, yeah?” He coached, as his lubed fingers played with Minho’s rim. He could feel the older stiffen underneath him, eyes widening as soon as Felix began to slip a single finger inside his entrance. “Relax… it’ll only hurt for a few seconds.”

Minho reached out to Felix, hands coming up behind the nape of his neck, digits gripping at the blonde locks there as his eyes screwed shut. “To be honest- I haven’t bottomed in a while… I’m always the top, most of the time.” He whispered, mouth falling open and legs widening a little bit more in supplication as Felix added another finger.

“Hmm- you sure stretch out nice against my fingers though,” Felix said in a deep, prideful coo. He peppered light kisses across Minho’s face, mouth playing with the delicate features of his nose and cheeks. “Real nice and easy… I’d never guess you hadn’t bottomed recently, from the way your hole is sucking my hand in so nicely.” Just then, he added in a third finger, pumping in and out shallowly to get Minho accustomed to the feeling of it all.

Desperately, Minho’s eyes shot open and he bit down hard on his bottom lip. “N-No more foreplay… need you to fuck me right now… use me to forget about everything else…”

And how could Felix ever deny him something like that?

Ever deny such a stunning, angelic face, being scrunched up so wonderfully, lips parted and legs wide open just for him?

In no time at all, he was massaging the lube around his own cock, lining up his tip to Minho’s entrance, entire attention focused on the way that he slowly sunk into his hole. The stretch was incredible- making Minho convulse in pleasure underneath Felix as he gradually bottomed out inside of him.

“A-Ah… fuck!” Minho cried out the moment Felix froze in his place for a few beats to let him adjust. Then the elder’s face was darkening, his eyes growing swarthy as he stared up at Felix with dim, lust-filled feelings dancing right there in his irises. “Keep going, Lix… fuck me hard, please…”

That was all Felix needed to set him off.

Instantly, he was yanking out of Minho almost entirely, teasing Minho’s rim with his throbbing tip before plunging back into him at break-neck speed. The elder’s eyes burst open in surprise from the impact of it all, moaning out like a fucked-over anime bitch from the hentai mangas Felix sometimes read.

For a few moments, no words were spoken between the two of them. The room filled up with the sounds of Felix’s low grunts as he pounded into Minho at an ungodly speed. Meanwhile, Minho was squirming against the bed, crying out in pleasure every time the tip of Felix hit against that warm, star-filled spot deep inside of him.

“You’re so fucking pretty like this-“ Felix began in a deep growl, the tension around them snapping every time he felt his cock dig further and further between Minho’s squeezing walls. Rolling his hips against the elder, Minho began to meet his thrusts halfway, his arousal dripping out of the head of his pink, swelled cock. “My sweet, sweet cockwhore- legs wide open and eyes rolled back into your skull as I fuck your brains out…”

And he could feel how Minho liked his words - the dirty little thing liked the filthy ways Felix was speaking to him. It was apparent by the way the blush across Minho’s face bled into the column of his neck. It was apparent by the way that he whined out in pure, unadulterated bliss. And it was especially apparent by the way his back arched up and off of the mattress below him- walls fluttering around Felix's cock.

Felix continued at his unreal pace, surprising himself with how much stamina he had at that moment. He was chasing his release rabidly, jerking in and out of Minho’s hole without any sort of mercy. And Minho loved every second of it as his nails skirted down Felix's bare back, nails scratching at his spine.

“I’m gonna cum, f-fuck, Lix, I can’t-“ Minho hissed out, and Felix could feel the way the elder's hole clamped down a little harder around him, as the elder braced for his climax. “Can’t take it any longer- need to-“

But Felix was already guiding him through it all, hands reaching down between their hips that were meeting together with each thrust, taking hold of Minho’s rigid cock. “That’s it, darling… cum for me, hmm? Let it all out…” His voice was profound and lilting, coaxing out a slur of breathless moans and curses from Minho as he jerked his hand up the length of Minho at the pace that he drilled his cock into him.

For a moment, Minho went completely still - frozen, like a statue made out of pure, sparkling-spun glass. Then, all at once, everything collapsed and he was falling down the cliffside - hole pulsing around Felix’s cock as he jerked from side to side. The release was otherworldly - if the look on Minho’s face was anything to go by. His jaw dropped open, eyes rolling into the back of his skull, tears pricking at the corners of his long, dark lashes, the prettiest of cries falling from his swollen lips as Felix led him through his release. His seed spilled out across the younger’s small hand, covering his palm in stark whiteness.

Just from the sight of the older coming undone right before him, Felix was losing his last bit of control. “I-I’m going insane, fuck- need to…” He breathed out senselessly, chasing his high. His hips stuttered against Minho’s, as his release ripped right through his entire being. The bright-hot, crimson heat of it flooded through his system, lighting up his veins in brilliant casts of gold and violet. His cock swelled deep inside of Minho, his hips shallowly fucking his dripping release back into the older male with each pulse of the heat that coated his mind over and over again in pure, cosmic bliss.

When he was finally finished, Felix looked down to catch a glimpse of a glowing Minho, his entire face lit up with ecstasy, a huge grin pulling at the corners of his lips. Felix took one last powerful thrust, pushing the rest of his seed into the older, drawing out another weak whine from him.

“Why are you smiling like a maniac?” Felix chuckled, still staring down at the red-haired man, as he brought his hand away from Minho’s cock. His digits were covered and sticky, but he made diligent work of licking them clean. Much to Minho’s delight, he let out a low groan at the sight of it. “Damn- was my cock that good?” He made no move to pull out just yet, loving the way Minho’s warm walls hugged against his cock so tightly. The fit was immaculate.

Minho was already shaking his head though, hands playing with the messy locks of sweat-slick hair that had dipped into the front of Felix’s eyes from his excessive fucking. “Nah- just… I can’t believe I just got fucked by my best friend… something I’ve been wanting for so long, you know?”

That made a furious blush creep across Felix’s cheeks, as he tipped down into Minho, pressing a few light kisses against his red mouth. The older’s hair was disheveled, his shirt halfway pulled up across his chest, showcasing the sensitive red marks Felix had left with his attention there at his nipples.

“To be honest, I can’t believe it either,” Felix started, voice a low rasp against Minho’s lips. “And you were right- you did help me. In so many different ways. I don’t know how I’m ever gonna be able to repay you.”

For a moment, the silence stretched on between them. And when Felix tilted his head to the side awaiting Minho’s reply, the older just yanked him closer, mewling a tiny bit from the way Felix’s cock pressed further into his sensitive hole. “You can start your repayment by fucking me like that every single night… how does that sound?”

Threading his sticky digits through Minho’s red locks, Felix pressed another handful of kisses against his mouth, stealing the breath right out of the older’s lungs. “To be honest, that sounds like a fucking dream to me.”

And then their limbs tangled up again, and they were pressing into each other, kissing their worries away, hands exploring softly, and sighs flooding from parted lips.

It didn’t matter that Felix wasn’t over his ex.

It didn’t matter that he still had a long process to get over him - with loads of therapy and long talk sessions with his friends and family.

It didn’t matter that he didn’t know where he was going to go.

Because right then, all he wanted to do was delve into Lee Minho. Feel him in so many different ways. Ways that he never imagined he’d get to feel, in all his years of knowing the older male. Ways he never thought he’d want to feel in the first place, until Minho’s thoughts on him became apparent, and Felix realized he shared similar inclinations.

His best friend had been right, in the end.

Perhaps not everyone could help Felix,

But the person who could be the most successful in helping him along on his healing journey was Minho.

Whether that be in the bedroom, or out of it.

He was always going to be there, no matter what.

No matter who got in the way - abusive, insane exes, life-filled drama, rain or shine.

Lee Minho was there to stay.

Fin.

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hoes4hoseok · 1 year

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drive

enhypen as 80's music :: jake as ‘drive’ by the cars

"you can't go on thinking nothing's wrong, but now, who's gonna drive you home tonight?"

pairing :: jake sim x gn!reader genres/au’s :: 80s college au, ex! childhood friend! jake, second chance romance, fluff and a sprinkle of angst at the beginning warnings :: mentions of drinking, mentions of cheating word count :: 1.2k author’s note :: coincidentally, i became obsessed with disney's new rom-com, prom pact, a few days after i started working on this. if you love 80's rom-coms you should def watch it, it was like fuel for me to finish this. anyways, i hope you enjoy! beta readers :: @hanniiesuckle17 and @skz-minchan-enthusiast !! tysm for your help :) soundtrack :: drive by the cars

you aren’t one to stay at a party after starting to cry. so instinctively, upon seeing your very drunk boyfriend with someone else on his lips, you bolted, knowing what was to come. struggling to see past the salty puddles forming in your eyes, you somehow pushed and shoved your way to the most secluded section of the party, at least in the middle of winter — the pool.

and, finally staring down at the illuminated glow of the chlorine-filled water with your legs crossed, you let the tears fall into your hands. the two of you had only been dating for six weeks — despite the fact that you had liked him for months before that. but it was good that you found out now instead of later. crying was the best way to bounce back from a breakup. it was shedding the grudges over your wasted time, of course, but mainly your misplaced trust. these were words of wisdom you had come up with on the spot to comfort yourself, of course, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t true.

after what felt like 20 minutes, your tears slowed to a stop. almost instantly, you became very aware of the temperature, your nose now cold as ice. to your relief, you had a couple of tissues in your jacket. you used them to wipe your tears and nose as you looked up, peering into the party through the sliding glass door. it was only 11 pm—the night was still young. but all you wanted to do was go home and be met with the warmth of your bed again. watch the vhs you rented for a chick flick he said was too “unrealistic”. but you had driven your ex-boyfriend’s car here, and you weren’t particularly in the mood for the hour-long trek that walking home would be. yet. you were going to make yourself ‘in the mood’ even if it took all night—because enduring a car ride from your ex or any of his friends in that overcrowded house party was out of the question.

“y/n?”

you looked up again upon hearing the familiar voice — it was jake — as in, your other ex-boyfriend jake. who you hadn’t seen in months.

he stood with his brows furrowed in concern, sliding the door shut behind him. “what are you doing out here?”

you managed to crack a slight smile as he walked around the pool. “nothing, it was just way too stuffy in there. i don’t love crowds, you know that. you can go back inside,”

“okay,” jake completely ignored your suggestion, lowering himself to the ground with his legs crossed just as you had. “then why were you crying?”

“no offense, but this is not a conversation i’d like to have with you,” you looked up at jake, eyelashes still wet from your tears.

“why, because we dated for two minutes in junior high, or because i’ve seen you cry countless times before?” jake wore an amused smile, shrugging while he continued. “suit yourself. i’m great at comforting people, though,”

“it was not two minutes, it was three weeks. and you’ve only seen me cry twice,” jake’s smile widened at your response, knowing you were warming up to him again. “my boyfriend was making out with someone else in there,”

“oh…” jake began, his voice softening, “that sucks. he’s the one who you went to prom with last year, right?”

“yeah,” you looked down at your hands, stuffing them into the pockets of your windbreaker. “we weren’t dating yet, though,”

“ah yes, i remember,” jake nodded, “my mom kept telling me how upset you were because he didn’t ask you out. you guys took a long time to make it official,”

“yeah, yeah, thanks for the recap,” you cupped your face between your hands, resting your elbows on your thighs. “i’m an idiot,”

“if this made you an idiot, half the planet would be one,” jake scoffed, “you liked him. it’s easy to get blindsided by people you have feelings for,”

“well, half the planet needs a reality check, then,” you exhaled deeply, “i know i did,”

“why do you insist on blaming yourself for something that was solely that jerk’s fault?” jake rolled his eyes as he leaned back on his palms, knowing you weren’t looking his way.

“i don’t blame myself for the fact that he cheated, i blame myself for not seeing that coming,” you gazed down at the motionless water. you weren’t sure what exactly was making this conversation so easy, but you figured it came down to jake catching you at the right time.

“if you’re going to take one thing away from tonight, i think it should be that now you know he isn’t worth any more of your time,” jake explained, “the past is past. and for the record, i think you’re an idiot for reasons that have nothing to do with your dating life,”

“you’re one to talk, jake sim,” you grinned involuntarily while you swung your head back to look at jake, who had started to laugh before you even reached your hands around to his torso to tickle him.

“sorry!” he put his hands up in defense.

“you better be,” you retorted, adjusting your seat to face him. “i’ll tell your mom if you keep that up,”

“that threat really lost its weight when we left high school, y/n,” jake shrugged, shaking his head jokingly. “you need a new source of leverage,”

“oh, don’t worry about me. i have plenty of leverage,” you reminded him, “i have a big supply in the box of photos i brought from home. it’s in the album called ‘jake’s mullet’,”

jake leaned in close to you, eyes widening, “you still have those?”

“...yes,” you confessed, “but no soul has seen them since you got rid of it — apart from me. it cheers me up when i’m feeling down,”

jake heaved a sigh, “well…i can’t complain about that. my roommates see your experimental hair from junior high every day,”

you tilted your head, furrowing your eyebrows. “what’s that supposed to mean?”

“i have that picture of you and my dog before we went to the spring fling together up in my room,” jake admitted, “next to the one of my family and me at graduation,”

“oh…” you started to mutter, your smile fading in thought.

it warmed your heart a little bit to hear that jake held onto those memories just as you had. it was nice to feel remembered. and not only as a second thought.

“before you can demand that i take it down — which is not happening until i take another one to replace it, by the way,” jake began, pushing himself up onto his feet by the hands, “let’s go, i’m freezing,”

he brushed his palms together to get rid of any poolside debris before extending his right hand for yours. “come on. don’t worry about that dirtbag, but he can figure his ride out on his own,”

you had forgotten about said dirtbag for about five minutes. those were the best five minutes you had in a long time. clutching to jake’s hand (which was somehow still warm), you stood up. you found yourselves only inches apart, your gazes meeting in a manner that took you back to the night of the spring fling. he had only grown more handsome in the years since, from his jawline to his impeccable hair, but that wouldn’t have mattered to you. you thought he was gorgeous back then too, embarrassing mullet and all.

“so, what do you say?” jake asked, “can i drive you home?”

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daceydeath · 2 years

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Hierarchy

Heirachy: a system, especially in a society or organization, in which people are organized into different levels of importance from highest to lowest.

Parings: Mafia Changbin x Female Reader, Mafia Felix x Female Reader Word Count: 6.5k (give or take) Genre: Mafia au, friends to lovers, angst Warnings: So much swearing, violence, blood, mentions of kidnapping, drinking

You have always been utterly uninteresting, safely boring as close . You had a normal job, normal friends and the sweetest bestie on the planet but now everything is upside down and that best friend of yours is far more dangerous than you could have ever imagined.

Everyone knew that your city was held by the SKZ Syndicate, a street gang turned successful crime family, they were widely feared but the criminal underworld all over the country but in everyday life you barely every gave them a second thought. Working as a secretary at a corporate design firm was hardly a hub for criminal activity, you lived a normal life by just about anyone's standards.

You had your family who still lived in the home you grew up in a few hours outside of the city, you had your friends that you went to school with and the ones you had met through work and you had Changbin your best friend. He had been in your life as a friend for so long you almost couldn't remember your life without him in it, he was sweet and gentle with you and was always a shoulder for you to cry on if thing had gotten hard at work or if your boyfriend of the time had caused you hurt due to a painful breakup. You had never taken that step across the line of friendship you treasured him too much for that, and besides he seemed to have a pretty constant flow of girlfriends, even though you had more than a few romantic thoughts about him over the years you had been friends.

Living in the neighborhood you did had always been a slight concern for Changbin though he was constantly worried about gang activity or crime in your area but you had never had any problems, most people were quite happy to just mind their own business, you knew that the area was part of the half of the city that was connected to the SKZ Syndicate, but you never really ever gave that a second thought. Criminals dealt with criminals you were a secretary you were stratospheres apart as far as you were concerned.

You had agreed to meet Changbin and a few other mutual friends at a club a fifteen minutes from your place, you had told him you were going to take an Uber but you were actually going to walk it wasn't even that late when you were leaving home so it would be fine. No one ever took any notice of you, this time was different though as you walked between people you could feel someone watching you following you but every time you checked in a store window you couldn't tell who it was. Feeling a little more nervous you changed you route making sure to not go down any empty streets, you tried to stand close to groups of people any time you had to stop to cross roads or wait for cars. The feeling continued until you reached the street the club was located on, walking quickly to the door you entered the club to find Changbin.

"Hey doll, you made it" Changbin grinned drink already in hand.

"Yeah, here I am" you smiled in return but you could tell Changbin was already suspicious as he raised his eyebrows at you in an unasked question. Shaking you head to signal him you would tell him later, you took a seat at the booth and began chatting to your other friends. The club was packed, bodies squeezed together on the dance floor and at least five deep at the bar below you on the first floor but somehow, once again, Changbin had managed to secure you a private booth on the upper floor which meant table service and much less having your toes stepped on. It hadn't taken long for you to get ditched by the three girls you were chatting with in favor of dancing and finding a hook up but you didn't mind really, casual hook ups weren't really your thing and Changbin's friends were still there.

Tonight you could feel that it was different to usual more staff were on the upper floor and more of Changbin's friends who you knew as acquaintances joined you, not that it mattered some of them were incredibly handsome and all of them were friendly smiling easily as they spoke to you and always maintaining a respectful eye level and distance from all the girls in the group, which you had to admit was an attractive trait you had always hated being leered at like you were some kind of prize. Felix then came to sit with you, you had known him for quite sometime meeting him through Changbin a year or so earlier and you had quickly formed a fairly strong friendship, after all he was sweet and adorable it was hard to not get attached to him.

"You need another drink bubs?" Felix grinned gesturing to your now empty glass

"Just water thanks Lixie I need to not have a hangover tomorrow" You smiled sweetly noticing Changbin seemed to be in a deep conversation with Chan.

"Water it is then. Do you want something to eat I think Binnie will be busy for a while" Felix chuckled following you line of sight.

"Oh..um no I'm good, I'm just wondering why he still invited us all out if he's so stressed we would've understood" you met Felix's eyes and shrugged. "I never really thought that the music industry would be as stressful as it is"

"Well you know how it is, every job is stressful at points" Felix nodded as though he agreed with you before waving down a staff member to bring you water and him a beer. You sat with Felix chatting and laughing for another hour until all your other friends had quickly come back to tell you they were either going home or to someone else's and it was just you and Changbin's friends who all seemed to be more relaxed than he was.

Sliding out of the booth to go to the bathroom you found yourself almost the center of attention as each of the guys turned to follow you movements, Changbin opened his mouth and you knew he was about to ask where you were going.

"Bathroom" you called back waving to him before walking towards the restrooms that were on the other side of the upper floor noticing them all go back to their conversations and drinks as you weaved your way between the tables. The thump of the bass was much softer once you made your way through the two doors that separated you from the club making you take a deep breath as you washed your hands and placed your now cool fingers on your face. Changbin had been acting strange all night and it was starting to trouble you, maybe if he was free on Sunday night you would ask him over for a movie and feed him so comfort food to see if he would open up about his problems, you hated seeing him stressed it always made his sweet face seem harder more menacing even though he was the exact opposite. You sighed walking back out into the entrance hall of the bathrooms but before you opened the door you could hear someone talking loudly on the phone, knowing you shouldn't eavesdrop you went to push open the door until you heard Changbin's name being used.

"Boss, I'm sure Changbin suspects something" "Yeah I know that but he wont leave the girl alone she has been with one of them the whole time" "Yeah him or the kid Felix" "Should have grabbed her before she got here but she was around too many people" "Gotta go and get back on the floor"

You stood totally still not wanting even your breathing to give away that you were there and could here everything that was said. You heard the bass get louder again as the door opened to the club again and you waited another two minutes before you scurried back down the hallway quickly and straight back into the club. Changbin must have been watching the door leading to the restrooms because he stood as soon as he noticed your wide eyes and pale face. You rushed through the tables almost tripping and you tried to reach him as fast as possible.

"Doll, did you see a ghost or something?" he grinned squeezing you hand as you almost threw yourself into his arms. Him, Felix and Chan were all sitting in the booth you had been occupying with Minho and Han sitting on chairs they had pulled up all of them looking at you in amusement.

"There was a guy in the hallway, he was on the phone he said you suspected something, that that you weren't leaving me alone, that they were supposed to grab me, he knew your names" You babbled quickly looking at him as he almost snarled and pulled you into his lap and over him to slide you between him and Felix keeping you sandwiched between them.

"So am I still being paranoid Chan" He almost spat as he put his large arm around your shoulders to stop you from shaking as Chan looked genuinely angry as he waved Seungmin over to the booth.

"Minnie, quietly look at the CCTV to find out who came out of that door before she came back into the room" Chan's voice sounded so much colder than you had ever heard making you shrink back into the chair to make yourself smaller "Now sweetheart, tell me everything that happened and everything you heard, you don't have to rush and no one is going to be mad about anything are they Changbin?" You looked to Changbin who nodded once before taking his arm from around your shoulders and instead held your hand, while Felix took your other hand in his and squeezed it reassuringly.

"I was leaving the bathroom and I heard a guy on the phone in the hallway, he was talking really loud and normally I would just walk past but when I went to pull the door open he said Binnie's name in a really nasty tone so I just stayed where I was. I couldn't see him but I heard him say that Binnie suspected something, that he won't leave the girl alone, that she is with him or Felix and that they should have grabbed her earlier but there were too many people around. Then he hung up and I waited until I heard him leave the hallway, waited two minutes then came back out here" You took a deep breathe to steady your voice as you finished causing Binnie to smirk at you.

"How did you know he left the hallway?" Minho asked watching you closely.

"When the hallway door opens to the club the music is much louder when it shuts is get quieter again" you explained watching him now smirk at Changbin.

"How do you know it was about you?" Chan asked softly his eyes remained gentle as he spoke to you.

"I felt someone watching me most of the way here tonight, Changbin made me promise to take an Uber but I wanted to walk, I took a longer route with more people I thought maybe I was imagining it but it felt like I lost them once I got near here" your voice shook a little as you told Chan what you hadn't yet had the chance to Changbin.

"So you stayed still and kept out of sight and also went somewhere where there were more people when you thought you were being followed?" Minho asked again this time looking vaguely surprised as Seungmin returned to Chan and Hyunjin joined the table "that's clever I'll give you that"

"Binnie has told me to do that if I don't feel safe" you nodded "He is a bit overprotective at times" the guys all burst out into laughter as you added the last sentence except Changbin who just squeezed your hand and rubbed his thumb across your knuckles to calm you. Minho smiled at you genuinely after your explanation seeming pleased that you had followed Changbin's instructions.

"You still feeling scared?" Felix whispered as Seungmin leaned into Chan's ear to tell him what he found and to keep your attention away from it.

"Yes but I'm safe with Binnie, I'm safe with you" you whispered back causing Felix to grin his dazzling smile at you and Binnie to grumble pulling you away from his pretty friend.

"Lix isn't going to steal her away man" Han chuckled punching Changbin in the shoulder and confusing you slightly since both men were dear friends to you. But you didn't say anything instead you picked up your bag and looked through your notifications to make sure your friends had all got home safely.

"I told you to stop walking everywhere" Changbin almost growled at you causing Chan to raise his eyebrows and Felix to pull you slightly away from him even though you remained un-phased by his tone.

"I know Binnie, but I just never thought I actually needed to worry about all the stuff you worry about" You explained softly placing you hand on his bicep and giving it a gentle squeeze making him soften instantly.

"Normally I would say lets not talk work in front of friends but maybe we should head back to the company and go from there?" Chan announced flicking his eyes to you momentarily.

"Can you guys not go until I had got a cab home though? I don't want to wait by myself" you muttered shyly not wanting to be alone until you were home again.

"Doll, Chan means you are coming too. You can't be on your own until we find out who that guy was, I need you to be safe is that ok?" Changbin's voice was apologetic but urgent as he explained what Chan meant.

"Oh… sure" you nodded obviously unsure as they all began getting up to leave. Changbin pulled you close to his side with one large arm around your waist, Felix stayed close behind you with Minho in front of you and the others forming a loose ring around you. You found yourself being helped into one of three black cars with blacked out windows that were waiting curbside by Felix while Changbin stood at you back.

"Doll, you are going to have to keep your head lower than the seat line just to be safe. Chan is going to ride with you and so will Minho, I'll be in one of the other cars" He explained quickly and softly so as not to frighten you "So you will need to lean into one of them so no one can tell your are in the car, it's just to keep you safe so don't worry ok?" You nodded mutely and fearfully as Minho took Changbin's place in the door opening and gracefully slid in next to you as Chan did the same on the other side.

Watching through the windshield you watched Felix getting in the first car and you assumed Changbin must have been getting in the third since you lost sight of him. Chan was texting someone so you decided it was best to just bow you head and look at your hands clasped tightly in your lap trying to zone out as best you could so as to not panic as to what on Earth was happening. Not paying attention to much else, except the thoughts and fear swimming in your head, you gasped as the car started moving causing Minho's arm to shoot out behind you and pull you under his arm into his chest, keeping you lower than the seat level.

"Is this alright or would you prefer Chan?" Minho murmured gently prizing your white knuckled grip on your fingers apart as you again nodded in response "Bin won't let anything happen to you, we won't either, your safe with us I promise" His voice was soft and gentle which soothed you and confused you since you had only had a handful of conversations with him since you had met him.

"Why is this even happening?" you whispered not looking up at Minho but desperately wanting to.

"Bin will explain everything when we get to the company" Chan smiled taking one of you hands and rubbing circles into the back of it with his thumb. "Just breathe we will be there soon and it will be over" you sighed softly the stress in your body making in hard for you to do much else, everyone in the car stayed silent for the longest time until it pulled into a tree lined street that looked out of place for a business.

"Was anyone tailing?" Chan asked eyes looking towards the driver

"No Sir" he answered quickly "If someone was tailing it was on one of the other cars"

"Good" Chan sighed as the car pulled up to a large gated wall pausing only as the gate opened before quickly driving on until it reached an underground parking garage.

"See everything is fine now" Minho smiled "We're home now no one can hurt you here" you blinked several times before Chan softly pulled you step out of the car.

You stepped into the chilly air of the garage letting go of Chan's hand to pull your bag out behind you as you looked around for anything recognizable. Only finding the other two black cars parked with the 6 other guys standing by the cars talking. Hearing the doors of the final car they all made their way towards you Changbin looking furious and the others in various states of annoyance which triggered something visceral inside you to flip from scared witless to fuming, dropping your bag to the ground suddenly caused all of them to turn their eyes onto you as you stalked forward to Changbin and hit him as hard as you could across the face.

"What the actual fuck Seo Changbin!" you practically screamed at him as his eyes widened almost comically making you hit him again but this time across his chest "come out for the night you said, it would be fucking fun you said. What the fucking hell going on?" Your breathing was ragged from yelling at him and now your hand hurt but he at least had the respect to look sheepish. It was silent for all of two seconds before Felix snorted and all of them devolved into barks of laughter and Changbin looked from you to your now reddening hand that you had tried to bitch slap him with suspicion while rubbing his cheek. Felix was almost on the floor gasping while Han and Chan looked like they might have tears in their eyes. Hyunjin and Jeongin did have tears leaking from their eyes and Seungmin was quickly taking photos of the reddening hand print on the side of Changbin's face before he bent do to grab your bag to hand it back to you.

"Thank you Seungmin" you smiled at him looking every bit the innocent sweetheart they had always thought you to be, causing another round of chuckles to erupt.

"C'mon inside" Changbin groaned wrapping his fingers around your wrist and tugging you behind him toward the doors into the building "I can't believe you just hit me" he grumbled as the others followed along behind the pair of you still trying to get over their amusement.

"I can't believe I overheard someone trying to kidnap me but here we fucking are" you grumbled right back causing Changbin to loosen his grip on your wrist and let his hand lower to grab your hand in his.

"Well if I knew you were going to turn into a psycho I might have let them" he continued but in a teasing tone which you instantly felt a tiny spark of relief over.

"If I knew my best friend was a shady dipshit I might have gone with them voluntarily" you teased right back feeling him squeeze you hand "But you are going to explain what is going on, right? I mean why does anyone want to take me? I'm no one" you almost sobbed still only seeing his back as he led you through the corridor and up a flight of stairs until you finally come out into a very luxurious looking large entryway.

"This is the company, I'll take you upstairs we just need to talk first then I'll come get you ok?" Changbin finally turned to you the red mark on his cheek was already fading slowly and he looked apologetic as each of the others passed by the pair of you towards a large set of dark wood doors. You nodded feeling to overwhelmed to do much else it had been a very intense few hours and you were now starting to feel the strain of it all.

Changbin led you to what you had assumed would be some kind of guest room where he said you could either just rest or get cleaned up but turned out to be his. As soon as he opened the door to the dark navy painted room you could smell his cologne still hanging in the air.

"I'm sorry that this happened Doll, I really am, but make yourself comfy and I'll come back soon" He murmured before closing the door behind him leaving you alone. The emotions of the past few hours finally came out as the door clicked shut as you covered your mouth to muffle the first of what would be many sobs. Tears tracked down your cheeks quickly dripping salty makeup tinged drips onto your top you didn't hear the door open or someone enter the room until a soft cough and a small hand full of tissues came into your blurry line of sight making you almost shriek.

"Mr Seo asked that I check on you, maybe we should get you into the bathroom a nice hot shower will make you feel better I'm sure" she soothed helping you so stand "they will be in a meeting for quite some time so you have time to relax and sleep if you wish I can get you some food if you like" she guided you gently towards the bathroom turning on the light for you and pulling some plush looking towels from the cabinet and placed them on the counter for you.

"thank you" you croaked your throat sore from crying taking in her appearance she mast have been at least in her late 40s but she was being very kind so you instinctively remained polite.

"I will get you some food while you shower dear" She smile once more before disappearing as silently as she arrived.

You took her advice and had a very long hot shower washing your hair, with what you knew instantly was Changbin's shampoo having grown so used to the scent over the years, and washing away any steric of grime that may have remained on your skin from your time at the club. You must have been in the shower for a long time because by the time you had towel dried your hair and wrapped yourself in a fluffy robe, there was already a tray of food waiting for you. You went into the large closet that was next to the bathroom and pulled out one of Binnie's shirts, hoodie and some sweats you found and dressed yourself to make sure you were decent incase Binne or Felix came back for you.

Sitting on the bed you picked up a strawberry and started to nibble on it not feeling hungry enough to actually eat, when you really couldn't force yourself to eat any more fruit you moved the tray from the bed and laid down hoping against the odds that you would wake up to find it all a crazy dream that you could tell Changbin about and you could laugh about.

"Wakey, wakey doll" Changbin whispered lowly as he shook you awake gently, your eyes opened slowly taking in his tired face and sad eyes.

"What's happening?" you groaned slightly groggy from sleep.

"We need to talk about things" he sighed sitting next to you on the bed as you sat up bringing your knees to you chest to lean on as he watched you carefully. You nodded waiting for him to start as you blinked yourself more awake. "I guess we start on the first lie, I don't work in music production I work for Chan, or more so with Chan, and we are more like..."

"Mafia? murderers? drug lords?" you interrupted sarcastically, your fear at all of the nights events still sitting in your gut like lead, watching his face fall slightly.

"The group of us, we're the SKZ Syndicate so you have every right to call us any of those things" he trailed off looking down from your face to the bed "I'm sorry I've lied to you, I never wanted to, but I had to" his voice sounded sadder with each word he uttered making you feel bad for being annoyed about things that weren't your secrets to keep in the first place "Lix feels terrible too but we understand that you are probably going to never want us around you again"

"Why?" you whispered lowering you knees so you could reach out to him and get him to look at you again. "Do you not trust me?" you nearly felt sick thinking that maybe he never cared about you the way you did him.

"With my life doll, I just never wanted you dragged into this. It isn't a safe life, I'm selfish because I still wanted you in my life and I always hoped that you wouldn't find out which is stupid but still" Changbin sounded almost broken as he explained his fears to you and as he did you realized you didn't actually care as long as he was still Binnie you didn't care what he did, not really.

"How long?" you whispered again still not trusting you voice to work properly

"Years a lot of years, the things you read about in the papers, the bloodshed and stuff. I was part of that and before you ask so was Felix we have been in this life for longer than you have known him" Each word was piercing your heart not because you were scared of him or Felix, or even because you were repulsed by it in truth you didn't actually care, but because they both thought you would hate them for it.

"Binnie, I don't care if your a criminal, I only care that you are still my Binnie. Is it selfish I don't want to lose you?" you smiled cupping his cheek as he smiled at you again. "same goes for Lixie I only care about my friends who I have known for so long"

"You won't lose me doll or Felix, promise, now lets go downstairs the boys want to talk to you a little bit more" You nodded sliding out of his bed and following him down the stairs to the large double doors you had seen earlier opening them for you to step into.

You weren't sure what to expect really, some dark wood board room with guns all over the walls? some kind of high tech room filled with spy gear like a James Bond film? To your surprise it turned out to be a very large room filled with couches, televisions playing video games and a pool table. Skateboards, posters and large works of art littered the walls and a fridge behind one of the couches was filled with soda and beer.

"Hi bubs, can I still call you bubs or do you not want me to anymore?" Felix asked sadness in his eyes as he watched you walk further into the room.

"It's still fine Lixie, as long as you promise you are still Lixie" you whispered as he grinned back at you brightly moving around the others to hug you.

"I see you didn't bother finding her actual spare clothes" Jeongin giggled looking over the very baggy shirt that adorned your top half.

"He's not marking his territory at all" Hyunjin hummed teasingly winking dramatically at Changbin making him roll him eyes and curse under his breath.

"You are feeling better? Did Mrs Choi get you anything to eat?" Minho asked softly looking closely at your face "Why are your eyes so red? Did Bin upset you? We can beat him up for you if you want"

"I feel kind of the same, I ate some fruit, I was sleeping that is why my eyes are red, please don't be mean to Binnie" You smiled at Minho watching him smirk in return.

"How about we all take a seat and talk about a few things" Chan sighed trying to diffuse the teasing before it really started up "Seungmin is going to show you a few photos and I would like you to look at them and tell us if any of them are familiar to you" you nodded as Seungmin began taking a small pile of photos out of a black folder and laid them on the coffee table for you to see.

Your eyes widened as you saw that they were all young looking and standing in front of places you knew like your office building, a café near your apartment, the mall you went to. Staring at them you began to think about anyone you had seen in the last week while you were out on errands or going to work, picking up one of a guy in a black backwards cap you looked at it carefully placing it back down again and picking up another of a guy with a cigarette hanging from his fingers sitting at a table you weren't sure if it was the location that was familiar or the man frowning you put it down too.

"It is completely fine if you don't recognize any of them" Chan prompted kindly trying to make you less nervous.

Your frown only intensified as you picked up another photo this guy was standing outside a convenience store that was a few blocks from your apartment he looked like he was checking his phone but it wasn't him that caught your attention it was you inside the convenience store, standing by the counter, probably chatting the cashier that you saw every few days. You remembered that day you had rushed down there when Changbin called to tell you he and Felix were going to come round to watch movies with you after cancelling so many times and you wanted to make sure you had their favorite snacks. It had been a pain too because there had been moving trucks outside the building since lunchtime that day a new tenant was moving in down the hall from you and his stuff had been everywhere almost making you trip on your way out. The new tenant that you met on your way back out of the store as he bumped into you and you nearly dropped your bag of snacks.

"Him" you blurted out handing the photo to Chan "he moved down the hall from me and he knocked into me not too long after this was taken. I nearly dropped all the snacks I bought for Binnie and Lix, we had a movie night"

"This was last week then?" Felix asked coldly looking to Seungmin for confirmation who just nodded in return.

"He touched you?" Changbin snapped he eyes getting darker quickly.

"He bumped into me and apologized Binnie" you explained simply patting his leg to calm him down more so for you than him, because you felt like you were going to need him for what Chan looked like he was about to tell you.

"Well done sweetheart" Chan smiled at you proudly giving the photo to Han "I am going to assume you have some questions" his voice trailed off as you met his eyes and half smiled nervously taking a deep breath.

"Why is this happening?" you asked in a small voice not wanting to seem demanding.

"Well how much did Bin tell you already?" he prompted as the others all watched Changbin

"That you are the SKZ Syndicate and that he has been part of it for a long time, that he didn't want to lie to me but had to" you answered nervously Chan nodded as Felix grabbed on of your hands instinctively squeezing it like he always did when you were feeling nervous or sad.

"That's true, we are the SKZ Syndicate, and Bin and Minho are my seconds in charge, Bin has been with me for a decade now since we were still kids and none of us ever wanted to lie to our families but we need to to keep them safe otherwise we need to keep them as close as possible to ensure they are safe at all times" Chan's voice was soft trying to keep to keep you as comfortable as possible you guessed as you felt yourself relax slightly now that your hand was in Felix's and Binnie's arm was over your shoulders.

"We think this is happening because either some little fucking upstarts want to make a name for themselves or a deal is about to go sideways and they need a bargaining chip" Han answered easily still seeming too sweet natured for the words to be leaving his mouth "Not that you are a bargaining chip, your important to Bin and Lix so your important to all of us, we look after our own"

"What is it you do?" you asked tilting your head "How does this work?" Chan chuckled watching your expression slowly turn from scared to confused as you comprehended that you were safe from any of them.

"Minho and Changbin look after our entertainment businesses, Felix handles our digital businesses, Seungmin and Jeonjin are our eyes and ears and Han and Hyunjin are our arms in the outside world" Chan began again carefully watching his words.

"Basically, Felix is a hacker, Seungmin does our spy and undercover stuff, Jeongin covers surveillance, Minho runs our gambling ring, Changbin runs our clubs and Han and I eliminate threats while Chan keeps everything all lined up and running" Hyunjin grinned at you as Chan cursed under his breath and Minho cackled with laughter.

"Yeah tell her everything Hyunjin, that's going to go well" Seungmin rolled his eyes "If you freak her out Bin will probably punch you"

"Not to mention the liability factor" Jeongin sighed looking at the ceiling.

"Hey she is not a liability Jeongin" Felix growled in a voice so much deeper that you had ever heard causing the air to turn thick in the room.

"Innie didn't mean it like that Lix" Chan groaned rubbing his eyes tiredly. Jeongin sat wide eyed staring at Felix while the others had all either arched their eyebrows or openly gaped at the boy next to you.

"What happens now?" you interrupted hoping to cut the tension that was not forming again in the room

"Well that is complicated we need to figure out what exactly their motivations are then we will deal with it however we need to" Han answered watching you again.

"So what do I do until then?" you whispered sadly and almost inaudibly but they all still managed to hear you.

"You stay here with us, you will have to call in sick to work until this is done, but I can guarantee you are safe here" Chan shrugged like it was nothing.

"Will this happen again with someone else?" you knew you sounded emotional and tired but you didn't care if they were happy to indulge your questions you were going to ask them

"Honestly" Jeongin looked at you sympathetically "It might never be an issue again but it also could happen very easily as soon as someone tweaks to the idea that you know Bin and Lix in a more than casual sort of way"

"Jeongin" Binnie almost snarled at the younger man "Don't start"

"Stop it Binnie" you snapped finally "It is confusing enough trying to follow the cryptic shit without you adding to it, I know you can't tell me things and that's fine, I know you are trying really hard to make me feel like I'm safe but really your just giving me a massive headache and making me miserable so just fucking stop it" you seethed at him again in all your years of friendship you had never snapped at him as many times as you had in the last 24 hours but you couldn't help it you were just emotionally drained and exhausted.

"Shh bubs, its alright" Felix pulled you out from under Changbin's arms and wrapped you up in a cuddle like he always did when you were upset "Binnie and I are just protective of you, we don't mean to make this harder for you, it's just that we would never want to lose you and it's hard for us to talk about it in case you want out afterwards" he continued rocking you as you hid your face in his neck to hide how difficult this was for you.

"Fine, you want to know the how's, why's and who's" Changbin seethed at you "Some little piece of shit thinks that the best way to get back at me is through you and now we have to figure out exactly what deal has gone wrong or if they are trying to rival us and then I have to go kill him! Happy now? I have to go kill yet another man because he's threatening you and I'll fucking die before I let some motherfucker come anywhere near you" His breathing was ragged by the time he finished and you could feel the anger rolling off of him, swallowing loudly you stood slowly trying to steady yourself from how truly frightening he looked in this state. You looked at Felix who was looking murderously at Changbin .

"I'll take you back upstairs bubs, you definitely need some rest" His voice was still far too deep for what you were useful but he intertwined his fingers with yours so gently making you feel slightly better "We can talk more in the morning when no one is emotional" his last sentence was obviously and pointedly directed at Changbin as the rest of the room was silent.

You followed Felix all the way upstairs without really registering anything until you reached the door to Changbin's room but Felix kept leading you further down the hallway and into the next one. Opening the door for you he ushered you into a different bedroom which you realized must have been his room, following you in he quickly turned on his wall lamps and turned off the main light leaving the room bathed in a soft golden glow which went perfectly with the soft blue walls and white furnishings.

"You can stay in here tonight bubs and I'll go stay with one of the others if you like, so you aren't with Changbin until he calms down" he soothed his voice now back to normal and his eyes shining sweetly, he sat you on the end of the bed as he began rummaging through his things to find his sleep stuff.

"Can you stay with me? you don't have to Lix..." you murmured shakily looking at him with doe eyes.

"Of course bubs. I'll just get washed up and I'll be back did you want me to find you something to sleep in?" he interrupted reaching out to pet your hair. You nodded as he started pulling out clothes for you and handing them to you before disappearing into the bathroom, you changed quickly and slipped yourself into Felix's bed sinking into the soft mattress. You must have started drifting off because when the bed dipped under Felix's weight you jumped making him chuckle as he turned off the lights and got in next to you, rolling over you burrowed yourself into his side and drifted off quickly nestled in blankets and Felix's arms.

a/n: This is the first mafia au I have attempted so I'm sorry if it isn't as good as it could be I wanted to challenge myself. Thanks for reading it reblogs are always appreciated and if you have any comments or criticisms let me know.

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