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his-angell · 9 months

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"It's aright, Sunshine." (l.f)

plot; seeing Felix cry was never easy. But it's different as he cries while staring into the crowd of people who support him most.

paring; idol!Lee Felix x Fem!Reader

genre; fluff, comfort,

word count; 1.0k

warnings; 9th member, Felix is crying, established relationships, pet names

request; no

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It was their last concert of their tour, and they were wrapping up the last few songs. STAY was jumping and screaming as the group all danced around happily. Felix had started to get the feels a little before their last two songs.

Felix had a love for STAYs that was unexplainable. They made him into the person he was. He loved them more than he would be able to explain. He wanted to be able to make them happy. Which he did all the time!! There was just that worry that he was disappointing them in some way. But this concert was proving him wrong.

The STAYs had something planned. They had all written on some paper airplanes and started throwing them on stage. The nine members had all ditched their choreo, curious in the planes. They started making rounds over the stage, waving and greeting STAYs as they picked up the papers and read over them.

Felix was so baffled by the act of STAYs. He read every word on the papers. Taking them to heart. At some point, he had backed up into the middle. He covered his face up with his green rag, gazing into the crowd with his teary eyes. At some point he broke, sobs beginning to rack his body as he stared at the many people in the stadium.

(y/n) hopped around next to Jeongin, hyping him up as he sang his part. She was careful not to step on any of the planes that were still being tossed onto the stage. She glanced back when she realized Felix wasn’t doing rounds anymore. A frown coated her face. She tucked her microphone into the pocket of her jeans and walked over to the man in the middle.

“Oh, Felix, baby..” She hushed. She gently wiped his tears with her thumbs. “What's wrong, dear?” She tilted her head, her hair flopping to the side. Felix stammered out some words which were all kinda just jumbled. But the motion to the planes and the crowd was enough info for her. Felix quickly gripped onto his lover, sobbing into her shoulder.

The other members had taken notice of this. “Felix, whats up?” Chan rushed over, looking at (y/n). She motioned to the crowd. “Happy tears.” She said simply. “Awe, Felix!” Chan cooed into the microphone. “Stay! You made him cry!” Changbin said into the microphone, sending a playful glare to the crowd. The stadium filled with ‘awess!’.

“Come on, Lixie, one more song yeah?” (y/n) said after she took her mic out and turned it back on. Felix nodded, following the group as they all began to sing their final song of the night. They all stayed more huddled together. Felix was hugging everyone, more than once even. Some short, some longer. He was making his rounds, waving and picking up planes. It went on like that for a little while longer before it was time to leave. They all bid their goodbyes, heading into the back rooms.

That's where Felix let himself cry and cry as he read more of the papers. “Come here, Felix,” Changbin said, waving him over. He hugged him, holding his phone up. Felix muttered something. Changbin hit the record button on the phone. “What was that?” He said. “Huh?” Felix stood off his shoulder a bit. He frowned. “Say it again,” Changbin said. Felix turned and scoffed. “Dont film me-!” Felix pushed the phone away. Changbin snickered, only to get scolded by Chan a few seconds later, causing him to pout. He still ended up posting it on bubble.

With a huff he turned to his girlfriend, who was laying on the couch in front of the fan. Felix sniffled and crawled on top of her, hiding his face in her neck. “Oof-” She grunted as the male's weight was laid on her. She didn’t mind though. She rubbed his back. “Hi, Sunshine..” She hushed. “Hi.” He sniffled. They had been dating for about two years now. It was still private to STAYs, but not to the other members. They fully supported them.

“I’m sorry for crying so much.” Felix sniffled as he wrapped his arms around her waist. “I probably looked so stupid.. Ugh, and it's all over the internet now..” He groaned into her neck. “It's alright, Sunshine,” (y/n) picked up his head to look at her. She wiped his tears. “You’re not stupid. You were overwhelmed by all the love from Stay,” She said. “It's a lot, you had every right to cry,” She added. Felix nodded a little. “Besides, crying is good for you, dove, don’t worry.” She kissed his nose.

Felix smiled and pecked her lips. “Thank you, starlight,” He hushed. “Ewww! No sucking faces on the same couch i’m on!” Seungmin whined, pushing their feet off the couch. This caused loud giggles to emit from everyone in the room. Seungmin grumbled to himself before going back on his phone. “She is right, Lix. It's okay to cry. We all do.” Chan pipped in as he sat on the floor to stretch his sore legs.

Felix would always be so grateful for his members. For STAY. They were always so good to him, sometimes he was in disbelief it was all real. But it was moments like these where he was so glad to have all of them. They truly meant the world to him. He would do anything to keep it just like this forever.

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this was a little idea. i don't think it was written very well but its whatever- i hope youre all doing wellll!! stay safe out there, lovies! muwahh!!

all writing rights reserved to @his-angell do not repost or translate my work without my permission.

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shadowyinternetbouquet · 10 months

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230711 💭 | Felix bubble update

"I prepared some presents"

"Here they areee"

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starlostseungmin · 2 years

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— good boy gone bad, felix

pairing: gangster!felix x spy!fem reader (with she/her pronouns)

genre: suggestive, slight enemies to lovers trope, fluff

warnings: mentions of weapons, sex (not executed), drugs & profanity, kissing, making-out, minors dni, a freaking cliffhanger, not proofread.

word count: 4.4k

note: my first ever fic after a whole month of hiatus! i know this is such a disappointment, i'm so lazy af TT and HAPPY BIRTHDAY FELIX !! ♡

The solemn rays of sunset kissed his skin as he sat at the edge of an empty rooftop. Blue skies were mixed with yellow and orange to prepare for the end of the afternoon. His skin glows with the natural light highlighting the stars imprinted on his cheeks. A feeling of ease and quiet, but it will turn into chaos after the sun disappears. He watched the busy streets as the sounds of cars faded when they get to a distance, people take the crossings and choose different paths to their destination, and the buildings start to light up before dark.

“You should get home before they see you,” A friend of his spoke, taking the empty spot next to him.

“Let them chase me, they won’t get anything from me anyway,” He smirked. “Did you hear from Chan?”

“No, but they thought you stole drugs from them, it’s dangerous for you to hang around,”

“It’s not my fault why he screw up the plan,” Felix hissed. “Whatever the fuck is going on, it wasn’t me,”

“We know,” His friend sighs.

“The government doesn’t have the power to take us to prison too,” Felix said.

“I know, but just be careful, you know the Boss won’t bail us out once one gets caught carelessly,”

“Right,” Felix answered, sighing heavily. “How is Y/n doing?”

“Since when did you get interested in her?” His friend smirked but Felix just scoffed in response.

“I’m just worried that her roommate is a criminal,” He laughed. “Does she know?” He asked again, looking at his friend.

“No,”

“Good,” Felix nodded.

“It’s not good knowing that I might cause her danger. I need to move out soon,” Hyunjin sighs.

“Why don’t you stay in our dorm? It’s easier than risking a life of a stranger who doesn’t know your crimes,” Felix suggested as Hyunjin shook his head.

“I’ll try to talk to her about it, and by the way, do you want me to introduce you to her?” Hyunjin smirked which made Felix laugh along.

“No thanks, I don’t want to get someone involved in my crimes,” Felix answered, looking back to the wonderful afternoon view.

“Such a good boy you are Felix,” His friend laughed when he nudged his arm playfully.

“Shut up Hyunjin,” He chuckled.

“It’s getting dark soon, are you sure you’re staying longer?” Hyunjin asked, glancing at the younger boy beside him.

“Yeah, get home safely,”

Hyunjin left the rooftop and disappeared as he sighs heavily, taking his time watching the sunset again. He fell into deep thoughts after realizing he was all alone, but the noisy crowd kept him distracted. It was getting cold anyway, the autumn breeze was being ignored by a busy city. Everyone except him but the authorities won’t ignore him for his alleged crimes. If it wasn’t for Chan, he wouldn’t be running around and hiding but he can’t blame the old man for screwing it up. Closing his eyes, things don’t matter to him anymore. Life is already bullshit to give a shit.

He rested his elbows on his knees, watching everything from above. Streetlights were already lit up and the population multiplied from what he saw before. This city life is no joke, all the bustling sounds of different things from here and there have gone suffocating. He knew he needed to leave—some big guys are going to find him soon.

Felix stood up and stared at the horizon for a bit, hands in his pockets and a lollipop in his mouth. The sun has already reached the other side of the earth—the night will be much more difficult than the day. Leaving the building in a blink of an eye was not effective when he reached the streets. Too crowded to make way, too noisy to feel peace, too suffocating to breathe, and the eyes of evil never wanting to let him go. He bumped a few shoulders as he went inside the chaos and suddenly stopped in his tracks. Being a member of a wanted gang makes it difficult but it will be fun playing chase—yet those glaring eyes of two men weren’t wearing uniforms. Felix smirked at them as he slowly stepped back, taking the candy out of his mouth. He started to smile while they stepped forward and threw the lollipop away before starting the game.

Running through the streets in the middle of the night and being chased by thugs wasn’t part of his plan. He just wanted to get back to the dorms without getting caught but fate loves to play. Men’s voices were heard as he escalated to the alley, jumping over a few barriers on the way. His hair is already a mess, his forehead covered with sweat—a bunch of profanity came out of his mouth. The sounds were getting louder in a quiet alley as he was panting heavily. He needed a place to hide after executing parkour on a busy evening. His hands rested on his knees trying to catch his breath with an exhausted laugh escaping his lips. They won’t catch him easily in a crowded street anyway but then again, he needs to lay low.

Felix took one last glance behind but only to find them glaring at him before walking away. Leaving the area would be safe for now but he needed a place to hide until he gets back to the dorms. A sigh escaped his lips as he wears his hood, shoving his hands in his pockets and left as well. This is going to be a busy night indeed. The sounds of cars on the highway blasted their horns making everything noisy, the heavy traffic wasn’t helping either. People are rushing by, several stores are preparing to close for the day, he didn’t know why he ended up going to college in such a chaotic place.

You turned off the lights of the bakery at exactly 7 o’clock. Another hectic day, you can’t blame the owner for having good quality pastries every day. It is a great experience but it doesn’t mean it’s that easy to fulfill. You needed a job to sustain yourself in the few remaining months of college. Graduation needs a lot of compliance and hard work isn't enough. This life is already a living hell after you cut off relations with everyone in your family.

People may not know what the future holds, but you are hoping everything will turn out well for you. Or that’s what you thought it would be. Life in the city has always been busy, people are always after money. It’s nothing new to you when you are one of them for the sake of surviving. You have no power in this world without it. Looking up to the sky, you could only hope. It’s been a long time since that man promised to pay you but nothing reaches your bank account—only from the owner of the bakery. You had to contemplate getting a second job because you knew the bakery’s salary won’t be enough, it made you regret working a side job. That man is a liar.

“Hey! Watch it!” Someone with a deep voice exclaimed after you felt something bump on your shoulder.

“Sorry, I一” You stopped, seeing who it was. “I wasn’t… looking,”

“Keep your eyes on the road,” He growled, rolling his eyes at you before taking his lollipop back inside his mouth.

“Sorry,” You said quietly stepping aside to make a way when he purposely bump his shoulder against yours the second time and left. “I said, ‘Sorry’! Idiot,”

Hissing underneath your breath, you just had to let it go. A jerk like him doesn’t deserve your attention anyway. But there was something about him that woke the curiosity inside you, even attraction. You shake your head while taking your way home, the usual direction you use for a shortcut to lessen the commotion. Streetlights started to dim their lights upon your presence which makes you tense. Everyone knows you are prone to danger when alone, especially when you could see the faces of thugs chasing that guy who bumped your shoulder. Your roommate didn’t even bother to call you, but you can’t blame him for being a wuss or probably he was just avoiding danger.

“I’m home,” You said, shutting the door behind you yet no response from them. “Hyunjin? Are you here?” Still nothing. You opened the door of his room and saw him passed out on his bed. A bunch of art materials on the floor and an unfinished painting on the easel near his mattress. Scoffing at the sight, he must’ve been so exhausted with the details. But seeing him being so passionate about his interest made you smile.

Closing his curtains and taking a few things on the floor, Hyunjin is careless sometimes, not minding the fact he’s been a few months older—he still needs someone to take care of him. The door gently shut after you were done and went to the kitchen to cook dinner. Hyunjin will never wake up in the next few hours anyway. Ramen became the only option after realizing there was nothing left in the fridge. You need to go food shopping the next day, which will be another busy day. Nothing changes, just like how the instructions for cooking ramen remain the same but one can be innovative with recipes. But on simple terms such as yours, innovation didn’t come yet. You let out a harsh sigh after having an exhausting day, a cup of ramen won’t satisfy your hunger but no other options left. Tasty noodles have always been the option that never disappoints.

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“You almost got caught!” Chan exclaimed at Felix who was sitting on the couch across from him. “And what if they kill you?”

“They won’t get me,” Felix answered but Chan glared at him. “My job was to be the lookout with Jisung, you and Minho were in charge to get the drugs, how come you screwed up? And why I am to blame? Now I am the one they are looking for!”

“You didn’t touch anything that night don’t you?” Chan asked when Felix leaned at the backrest, poking his inner cheek with his tongue.

“Are you accusing me right now?” He asked.

“I’m not,” Chan spoke. “Just reassure me that you didn’t.”

“That place was a fucking warehouse, what am I supposed to take? Rusty metals? Garbage?” Felix hissed. “We’re just being fooled by that man, I can’t trust him,”

“I heard he took someone in,” Chan said, taking the seat beside Felix.

“A new spy?” Felix asked knitting his brows.

“I doubt it is,” Chan sighed. “I’m off to see him right now, he better do something about this matter of yours,” He added and went to take his way leaving the younger boy to fall into deep thoughts. The couch was comfy enough to rest as he stared at the old dirty ceiling. But instead of having a peaceful train of assumptions, the chaos happening within the neighborhood kept him awake. Sounds of moans and clatter were heard behind the thin walls, he shut his eyes tightly covering a pillow on his face but nothing works—why did this place was made of cheap materials with a high rate anyway?

“Bloody hell,” He hissed and jumped out of the couch, taking his leather vest, and left the dorm. The alley was quiet enough to pursue a train of thought as the stray animals ran past him. Felix bit his hair tie in between his teeth as he gather his black locks, trying to make a half ponytail. He crept and reached the busy streets again, taking a strawberry-flavored lollipop from his pocket.

Hyunjin was out again, the same thing he does almost every day if he’s nothing painting anything. You were alone on your day off and the groceries were left to take care of. Two paper bags sat on the table as you read the receipt, so foolish of you to forget a few things, and sighed heavily. It looks like it’s going to rain, another hassle would lead to a high inconvenience. You were supposed to take a rest after grocery shopping, but bloody hell as it is—you left your apartment again.

Clouds started to gather as they paint the sky gray, you walked slowly out of your street address and went for a shortcut you always take in a broad daylight. You were already convinced that your life is in danger when the same men you saw last night are behind you, one was holding a baton and the other one has a knife. The orientation of your boss from your side job was right, working for him is already risking yourself but that doesn’t mean you’re weak to escape. You walked calmly to the crossing but another man showed up to stop you from escaping. Taking a few steps backward, you were already surrounded as you clutched the straps of your bag.

“Shit,” You hissed under your breath.

“You’re working for Mr. Yang right?” One man asked.

“You stole the drugs didn’t you?” Another one asked.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” You smirked, taking your self-defense metal stick— clicking it to expand before whacking it to them, one was hit on his neck and waist. The metal was strong enough to make someone unconscious but that won’t be part of the plan for now. You need to escape, one of them tried to stab you but you managed to kick him away and ran.

Felix finally found a quiet place to think and be alone, a familiar alley he used to get home when he was still in middle school. But things happen for a change, once a quiet place turns into a chaotic one. He was sitting on the ground while having his back rested on a roller shutter filled with graffiti art, the lollipop stayed still inside his mouth as he closed his eyes. The stillness of the ground and the holding breeze of the wind were the only things he wanted to consume, but then, familiar voices were heard coming his way, and you, running for your life.

“After her!” One yelled.

“Fuck,” Felix hissed.

You were already at a distance from those thugs when you saw Felix glaring at them, you remembered his face from last night as he stood there, watching you.

“What are you doing? Fucking run, idiot!” You yelled at him.

“Don’t tell me what to do,” He said and grabbed your hand, running towards somewhere unfamiliar.

“Hurry up! We’re losing them!” One yelled from behind as Felix keeps running head, tightening his grip on yours.

“Where are you taking me?” You asked, following his direction.

“Just shut your mouth!” He said before going inside an abandoned house and leading you to the bathroom. “Get inside the tub,”

“What? It’s dirty!” You exclaimed as he locked the door.

“Just fucking hide, they won’t find us here,” He hissed as you get inside the bathtub and let your back rest on the cold, dusty ceramic. Felix heard voices coming inside the house, and went to close the shower curtain, suddenly hovering above you.

“What are you doing?” You whispered beneath him.

“Hiding, not shut up, they’re here,” He said.

His face was just a few inches away from yours and you could feel his breath. His hands were placed on your waist as he lay above you, feeling each other’s bodies. The scent of his perfume is intoxicating and the way he stares at you made a weird feeling. His heartbeat is fast, the same as how yours respond in the current situation. You two fell into silence while listening to the heavy footsteps outside and loud footsteps became murmurs. Your eyes shut when one of them tried to open the door, forcing the doorknob to twist open.

“Fuck,” He breathed. “Don’t move,”

“They’re not here,” One said.

“This door is locked, they must be inside,” Another one said. Felix and you looked at each other, hoping they won’t pursue getting in—heartbeats became faster than usual.

“Leave it, this is haunted anyway,” The last one said. The sounds of their footsteps faded in the ditch which made you and Felix wait until everything is cleared. A sigh of relief escaped your lips as he collapsed above you.

“Are you alright?” You asked but he didn’t answer. “Please get off of me,” But no answer again.

He fell asleep inside the tub as you lay beside him gently caressing his black locks. His arms wrapped around your waist tightly to pull you closer to his exhausted body. Felix is a stranger, a new person you just met on the streets a few minutes ago, maybe hours after you saw him last night. But if it weren't for him, you would be dead by now. It was a careless move of yours to choose that alley for a shortcut towards the city, but a man sucking on a lollipop while leaning on a roller shutter saw you—an alleged gang member who was being followed too but had to involve you in his crimes when you were the one being chased.

Then again, you are convinced that your life is already in danger, but the beauty that lies within this person made him look like an angel. You stared at him, he was so gorgeous and his freckles were like constellations, a beautiful creature looking innocent but can kill a man. One look and you're done, yet it doesn't scare you in any way. But one thing about him, he is fucking insane. Trespassing an abandoned house wasn’t a part of the plan, it was to escape. A sigh suddenly escaped your lips, minutes will turn into an hour in a few, and he is still not moving.

“Please wake up, my back hurts already,” You said and that’s when he fluttered his eyes open.

“They’re gone?” He asked, slowly getting up.

“Yeah, it has been a while,” You answered as he reached his hand to help you up. “What’s your name and why are they chasing you?”

“I should ask the same question,” He said, walking out of the bathroom as you follow him to the living room. “I’m Felix, I work under Mr. Yang, the mafia.” You stopped in your tracks as he sat on the stairs, taking off his leather vest before looking back at you. “How about you?”

“Y/n, I work as a spy for him,” You said but Felix suddenly washed his face with his hands when he realized you were the one Chan was talking about. How come Hyunjin didn’t know?

“I know your name,” He said. “You stole it, didn’t you?” He said as his voice went deep while glaring at you.

“Stole what?” You asked, leaning at the backrest of a dusty couch.

“The drugs, you were there that night,”

“You saw me? Do you have proof I was there?” You smirked when suddenly you found yourself, leaning against the wall with Felix pinning you on it, faces slowly closing their gap against each other.

“Be honest with me, if it was you, I swear I’m going to fuck with you right now,” He said, having his grip on your wrist tightened.

“You don’t know me, Felix,” You growled at him.

“It was you right?” He asked again. “I was blamed for stealing drugs from those thugs, they thought it was me because I wasn’t there when the negotiating happened. I was on the lookout, you sneaked in and stole them right?” But despite his anger, you ended up smiling at him. “You’re insane,”

“No, you are,” You whispered. “Do you want me to apologize for the inconvenience I gave you? Then, I’m sorry,” You shrugged. “But I’m never going to say sorry about you being a fool,”

“What?” He hissed.

“Mr. Yang doesn't trust you guys, he sent me to take care of the drugs,” You confessed. “He already has it,”

“How am I supposed to believe you?” He asked, pinning you harder.

“I won’t be here with you if I was lying right?” You said, rolling your eyes. “Do you want to fuck?” Felix stared at you for a minute, he couldn’t believe what was going on yet a laugh was heard from him. “You’re crazier than me,”

“No, you are,” You said, pushing him away.

“Why do you work for him?” He asked when you were about to leave.

“I need the money, Felix, I can’t depend on my job at the bakery,” You said. “And it’s weird that you know me,”

“Hyunjin told me things about you, I just didn’t know why you didn’t tell him that you’re a spy and you work under the same Boss! You knew we’re in the same gang,” He exclaimed.

“I just met you last night, I didn’t know your name, I didn’t know you have connections with Hyunjin and the Boss, Mr. Yang just told me there’s a group of 8 boys who work for him and said he can’t trust you so he sent me,” You said. “I only thought Hyunjin was just simple as a college boy but I guess I was wrong then, and Mr. Yang promised to pay me a few days after I got him the drugs but I still got nothing from him. It’s been a week.” You sighed heavily.

“That’s tragic,” He said.

“I know right?” You laughed. “I’m going to get a few things, do you want to go with me?”

“I don’t want to get caught,” He said.

“So it’s a no, then?” You asked as he nodded. “I’ll see you around,”

“Sure,” He smiled as you were about to leave. You stopped before you could reach the door and turned to look at him.

“Before I go, here,” You said, walking back towards him and punching him in the gut, which made him groan in pain.

“Fuck! What was that for?” He winced with a hand on his stomach.

“That is for not apologizing after bumping into me last night,” You said pointing your finger at him.

“I thought we’re already okay?” He asked, looking at you with pain written in his eyes.

“We are, so,” You paused as you held both of his cheeks, crashing your lips onto his. Felix was stunned before he could melt in and wrap his arms around your waist, deepening the kiss. It tastes like strawberry candy—the lollipop he had to throw away again after being chased by those stupid men. But he thought that these happenings were worth his while. “And that’s for saving my life,” You smiled before giving him a peck on the lips and grabbing your bag.

“You can’t do this to me,” Felix said quietly.

“Yes, I can. I’m leaving,” You said and was about to leave when Felix once again grabbed your wrist, pulling you closer to his body, and staring into your eyes.

“You can’t,” He smirked.

“Okay, I won’t then,” You said. Felix leaned closer as your lips meet again, feeling the softness he failed to sense when you kissed him out of the blue. He held your cheeks as he deepened the kiss with your hands wrapped around his neck. It started to get intimate when he slid his tongue inside your mouth as a delicate moan was heard from you. Kissing a man you just met felt so strange but the idea of you being in the same situation ended up, touchy. The thumping of your heart was loud and fast enough to handle the adrenaline rush inside your body.

Felix made you sit on his lap when he reached the old sofa. The delicate strawberry flavor remains on his lips that you want to taste even more. He held you closer to him as you felt his hand squeezing your ass, enough to make you glare at him.

“You’re a little naughty, aren’t you?” You chuckled.

“Says the one just kissed me out of the blue,” He smirked. “You’re one to talk,”

“Shut up,” You hissed when he crashed his lips onto yours again. Your hand reached for the hem of his white tank top, pulling it over his head before you pressed yourself against him. A groan escaped his lips as his hand held your nape while the other one reaches inside your shirt to caress your bare skin. Felix bit your lower lip, sucking it in as you whined in response. Your hands were around his neck again when he traces his fingers on your back to unclasp your bra, slowly squeezing your breast. “Fuck,”

“Can I?” He asked, breaking the kiss.

“Go ahead,” You smiled, before kissing him again as he lay you down on the couch and hovered above you the second time. His kisses traveled from your cheek down to the neck, licking and nipping your skin as you hugged him. It felt good that it had your eyes shut, biting your lip to savor the moment. “Hmm, Felix,”

“You like that, honey?” He whispered in your ear before leaving wet kisses when you heard your phone ring, making him stop. You heard a groan from him as his eyes met yours. “Who is it?”

“I don’t know, should I take it?” You asked as he sighed in response, giving a nod before sitting beside you. The ringtone was loud enough to make an alarm, you should’ve set it in silent mode. You grabbed your bag and sat up before taking your phone to check. “It’s Hyunjin,”

“Answer it,” He said.

“Hello?” You asked, pressing the phone on your ear.

“Y/n where are you? Come home, the landlord’s here,” Hyunjin said, filled with frustration in his voice.

“What happened?” You asked, sighing in between. Hyunjin was so pissed off, his voice was filled with frustration and worry that Felix was unable to hear. “I’ll be there, wait for me,”

“What else should I do?” Hyunjin said, putting the phone down, leaving you sighing again and Felix watching you.

“What happened?” He asked.

“Renting problems, I need to go,” You told him while fixing yourself from being a mess. “Are you coming?”

“Nah, I have other plans,” Felix said, voice filled with disappointment. How could it be so urgent that Hyunjin wanted to ruin it?

“I’ll make it up to you soon,” You said as he sighs.

“Fine,” He sighed. “Don’t be long,”

“I won’t,” You answered as he went to pull you in for a kiss.

“I’ll see you around, Y/n,” He answered before you smiled and left. Little didn’t you know Hyunjin knew what you were up to.

part two?? kinda cliffhanger tho, let me think... what do you think? lmk ♡

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goth-skinny-bitch · 1 year

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˗ˏˋ ⌗ 𝙡𝙞𝙭𝙞𝙚𝙘𝙪𝙡𝙩 ⁎⁺˳ ✧ ˎˊ˗

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oraclekleo · 1 year

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Felix Lee (Stray Kids) BDSM_Sub Tarot Reading

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Reading Info:

Rating: 18+

Reading Type: Single - Couple

Requested: Yes - No

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Deck: Dark Wood Tarot + Green Witch Oracle

Spread: BDSM_Sub

Questions:

Bad Boy/Girl (You as a sub)

Handcuffs (What’s holding you back from following your deepest desires)

Flogger (Why you should follow your deepest desire)

Collar & Leash (What makes you want to submit)

Obedience (How do you follow orders)

Punishment (What do you do to deserve a punishment)

Blindfold (What is your favourite sense to be played with)

Pleasure (What is your favourite kink)

Rope (What is it you can’t resist about your lover)

Safeword (When do you feel safe with your lover)

Celebrity Info:

Full Name: Felix Lee

Stage Name: Felix

Group: Stray Kids

DOB: 15.09.2000

Sun Sign: Virgo

Chinese Sign: Metal Dragon

Life Path Number: 8

Masterpost: Stray Kids

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Felix Lee

Felix (Stray Kids)

Deck: Dark Wood Tarot + Green Witch Oracle

Spread: BDSM_Sub

Bad Boy/Girl (You as a sub) - V The Hierophant + 2 Communication

Felix is such a good boy student in his submissive role. He’s open to everything his Mistress/Master can teach him, he’s got full trust in them and he’s enthusiastic to explore. He’s very sensitive and vulnerable when it comes to a power play, he can’t be treated with roughness. Felix is a gentle creature with his eyes open in excitement and his heart racing for his dom.

Handcuffs (What’s holding you back from following your deepest desires) - 4 of Pentacles + 6 Leadership

Felix might be clinging to the traditional approach to his sexuality out of habit or because he’s afraid to break rules and taboos. His mindset can be a bit rigid in this aspect, he might feel guilty or even ashamed for his desires as they don’t really follow the pattern he was taught to be the right one. He needs to be honest with himself, authentic and speak up for himself with courage because there’s nothing wrong about his desires.

Flogger (Why you should follow your deepest desire) - 2 of Swords + 37 Healing

While it can be a step into the unknown initially, the many paths towards happiness, deeper love and connection and self-acceptance and healing will open in front of Felix once he follows his desires. There’s no need for him to limit himself, suppress his passion and needs, he shouldn’t suffer while denying pleasure and complete acceptance to himself. It’s not gonna help anyone, least of all Felix himself.

Collar & Leash (What makes you want to submit) - Page of Pentacles + 4 Emotion

As mentioned before, Felix is very sensitive and gentle. He’s likely to only show his full trust and submit to a person he feels a deep emotional connection with. He needs to feel loved by his dom, he needs to be sure, he’s safe and sound with them. He’s a good student of things they can present to Felix, he wants to learn and understand how he can more interconnect with his Mistress/Master on all levels of existence. For Felix, this is not just some spicy game, it’s a form of deep and true commitment.

Obedience (How do you follow orders) - I The Magician + 25 Cleansing

For his beloved dom, Felix is ready to throw away his own ego and follow orders diligently and with glee. Felix is a master of self-governance and he will encourage his dom to set goals for him, to give him tasks and he will happily complete them on time only to be praised as a good boy.

Punishment (What do you do to deserve a punishment) - III The Empress + 1 Clarity

Felix is not much on the bratty side, he’s truly a good boy. Sometimes he might say something his dom dislikes. Not on purpose but by accident or out of lack of knowledge. His Mistress/Master will probably take this rare opportunity to punish Felix. Although as mentioned before, Felix is way too fragile for any physically demanding punishment. He’s likely to take his lesson from being grounded by his dom or being given a silent treatment even. It doesn’t take long for Felix to actually apologise (it can be pretty instant) and once he does, his dom has no other option but to grant him with endless sensual pleasure.

Blindfold (What is your favourite sense to be played with) - King of Wands + 23 Abundance

Felix is all about that magic touch. His skin is the most sensitive part of him and he loves to be stroked, scratched, squeezed, pinched and massaged. The oracle card depicts grapes and is connected with Sagittarius sign which could mean Felix is most sensitive in the area of thighs and testicles. Happy person who is allowed to pleasure him.

Pleasure (What is your favourite kink) - II The High Priestess + 15 Happiness

Felix is likely to feel especially thrilled when given orders one by one when he doesn’t know where they will lead. His dom can come up with a whole set of tasks for him to complete, leading him towards a specific goal without Felix actually knowing the final sweet outcome. The suspension and excitement are deeply pleasurable for Felix, as much as completing his dom’s orders perfectly.

Rope (What is it you can’t resist about your lover) - 5 of Cups + 12 Affection

Felix is likely to especially admire the soft side of his lover. The power play relationship requires deep and utter trust on both sides and when Felix’s lover opens up to him with their inner thoughts or even the past traumas, battles they fought and what it took for them to heal, that’s what Felix can’t ever turn away from. He’s the gentlest of all souls, he’s got the ability to help healing and he’s especially perceptive to other people’s feelings.

Safeword (When do you feel safe with your lover) - 10 of Wands + 43 Tranquillity

There are no doubts that Felix carries a large amount of responsibility on his shoulders as a celebrity. His life can become hectic, chaotic, unpredictable and exhausting. However, Felix can rest assured that his lover is there to provide him with peace and tranquillity. They will take all burdens away from Felix, allow him to take a deep breath and step away from all the hurdles.

This is one of the new spreads I have come up with recently. It's a long one and I wish I have tested it on someone less sweet than Felix. 😂 Next time I need to test it on someone more bratty so the punishment part is actually interesting. 😂 There's also a dom version of this spread but that's for some other time. 😏

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xuxibelle · 2 years

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Overdue

Pairing: Lee Felix x Reader

Word count: 2,357

Warnings: Swearing, fluff, verbally abusive ex

Summary: Y/N's friends love her bf so why doesn't her best friend?

You’d been dating Levi for almost 6 months now and you couldn’t be happier. You thought he was the perfect boyfriend. He was loving, attentive, supported you like you did him, and got along with your friends… all except Felix. Felix knew something was off about him from the beginning. He tried to warn you, but you wouldn’t listen. You ignored every bad thing he would say about Levi. You couldn’t understand why he didn’t like Levi when everyone else did. You didn’t see that he was just looking out for you, trying to make sure you didn’t get hurt…. Your birthday was in two days and you were hoping to spend it with Levi. You had asked off work for 3 days just for this… the day before, the day of, and the day after your birthday, and you thought he had too. Until it was two days before and you brought it up and he got defensive, telling you that he never said he would do that, it had just been an idea.

“I never said I agreed to that, Y/N. That was your idea…” Levi said with growing frustration, pinching the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger. You sighed as you sat down on the couch and crossed your arms.

“The way you talked that day, it just sounded like you were going along with the plan to ask off for this,” you tell him. “Now I’m gonna be here alone.”

“That’s not my fault…” he said as he glared at you. “You’re the one always making plans for us and shit without asking me.” He started pacing slowly across the living room in front of you. “I honestly don’t know how we’ve lasted this long…” You felt like the wind was knocked out of you.

“Wh-what…? What are you saying?” you ask dumbfounded.

“Are you seriously that stupid?” Levi asks as he turns to face you. You jump back a little at the fast turn and harsh words.

“Levi…” you say quietly.

“Oh stop it with the fucking innocent and dumb act. I don’t buy it anymore. You’ve been so needy and clingy and sensitive that it has driven me up the fucking wall and I can’t take it anymore... I have to get out of here before I fucking go insane,” he says before he turns and walks towards your shared bedroom. You slowly stand up after you register his words. As you feel the tears begin to flow, you dread the answer to your next question but you know you have to ask it. You walk into the room behind Levi to see him packing a bag with some of his things.

“What exactly does that mean?” you ask timidly, and honestly a little scared.

“It means we’re done, Y/N,” he tells you flatly. “I’ll get the rest of my stuff later. I can’t be here any longer.” With that, he turns and walks out the door without another word or glance back at you. You feel like you begin to start hyperventilating as you sit down in the middle of the hallway, sobbing as you pull your phone from your pocket and call Felix. You can barely speak when he answers.

“Hey, what’s up?” Felix answers his phone.

“Lix,” you say in a quiet, sob filled voice.

“Y/N… what’s wrong? Are you ok??” he asks you. You couldn’t answer, you only broke down into full on sobbing, you could barely even breathe because you were sobbing so hard. “It’s ok. I’m on my way,” he tells you before you hang up the phone. You curled up in a ball on the floor as you clutch your phone to your chest. You’re not sure how long you lie there. It felt like hours, but in reality, it was probably more like 10-15 minutes. You didn’t even hear the knock on the door before Felix walked into your apartment. “Y/N! Are you ok?” he asks as he rushes over to you. You shake your head no as you look up at him. “Are you physically hurt?” You shake your head again. He reaches down and pulls you up to his chest, wrapping his arms around you. You lean against him as you feel his warmth radiating to you. He feels you shiver as you nuzzle against him. “Come on… Let’s get you off this cold floor,” he says as he pulls you to stand up with him, before leading you to your spare bedroom where he has spent many nights, whether it’s been him comforting you, you taking care of him while he’s been drunk, or just a sleepover where you watched movies all weekend. He laid you down on the bed and climbed in beside you. Curling up beside him as he wrapped his arms around your waist, you lay your head on his chest. There’s been many nights in your long friendship where he’s just held you like this after a break up or fight in your relationships. You never noticed before how his heart would pick up just a little when you were closer. “Just breathe, ok? You’re okay. I’ve got you,” he tells you softly. He rubs his hand over your hair as your hand clenches his shirt. “Take as long as you need. I’m not going anywhere,” he says as he presses a kiss to the top of your head. You lay there with him rubbing your hair for a good half an hour before you’re able to say anything.

“I’m sorry,” you say with a scratchy voice.

“Shhh, none of that. Nothing to be sorry for,” he tells you as he hugs you lightly.

“You warned me,” you say in a broken voice.

“He didn’t…” Felix says in quiet shock as you nod.

“He left… He snapped or something,” you tell him as you go over everything that Levi said before he left. “He said he would be back for his other things later.”

“Well, you’re gonna come stay with me for a while then,” he tells you. “You need to get away from here for a while anyway after today. And I don’t want you here when he comes back.” You slightly nodded your head. You weren’t gonna fight him on this. You knew he wouldn’t give up anyway and you knew he was right. It would only make things worse if you stayed here. Little did you know that Felix had been waiting for this day. Not that he wanted to see you hurting… it killed him to see you like this, but he knew it would come eventually, right from the start. The other thing you didn’t know about was how he felt about you. Ever since you had met, Felix had kept his feelings towards you hidden. He didn’t think you would ever see him in that way, so he pushed his feelings to the back and let you do your own thing while he played the role of the best friend, always picking up the pieces when you fell apart, no matter how much it hurt him to see you like this.

“Can we go soon? I really don’t want to be here…” you ask quietly.

“Whenever you want to,” he tells you.

“Now… please,” you sniffle quietly as you sit up. He nods his head and sits up with you.

“Do you want me to go grab you some stuff?” he asks you as he watches your expression, noticing the tears beginning to form in your eyes again at the thought of walking in the bedroom you used to share with Levi. You bite your lip and nod your head as you look up at him.

“Please?” you ask him softly. He pressed a soft kiss to your forehead before standing from the bed.

“I’ll be just a minute, then we can go. We’ll stop and get some take out, yea?” he tells you as he backs out of the door. You give him a small smile as you nod your head. He’s back before you know it and you lock the apartment as you leave. Wrapped in a blanket sitting on the couch in Felix’s living room, you feel more content than you have in a long time. You smile to yourself, or you thought it was to yourself. “What are you smiling at over there?” he teases, making you laugh a bit.

“Nothing, really. Just thinking about everything….” you say as you shrug your shoulders. “It’s funny how I feel happier sitting here now than I have in a long time…” you confess. You see him smile as you look up at him.

“Well good… because that’s all I want… for you to be happy… and safe,” he tells you as he pulls you closer to his side as you lean your head on his shoulder and turn your attention to the tv. He had put on one of your favorite comfort movies, something he knew you always watched when you were sick or upset that made you feel better. It made him happy to hear you laughing, even if it was only at a movie. It meant you weren’t thinking about what had happened and you were okay at least for now. It was a week later before the next incident happened. You were watching Friends reruns waiting on Felix to be done with practice when you heard a knock on the door. You knew he wouldn’t knock on his own door, and you weren’t expecting anyone so you answered it only to see Levi.

“I should have known you’d be here…” he spat at you. You recoiled at his words. You had just become comfortable with where you were in your life without him until he showed back up. He pushed his way in the door as you shakily held on to the handle.

“What do you want?” you ask softly. He laughed as he turned to look at you.

“Where’s your fuck buddy?” he asks as he eyes you up and down. Shutting the door, you glare at him as you hear his words.

“None of your business. What do you want?” you ask again. He rolls his eyes as he walks to stand just in front of you.

“Fine… Since I didn’t know where you were, I came to tell him to come get your shit out of my apartment… I don’t have any room for my fiancée’s things. And we need the space,” he tells you as he watches your face for the reaction. You feel your heart break all over again as he says the word fiancée. He watches as your eyes fill with tears. You hear the handle on the door turn and you look to see Felix walk through the door.

“Y/N, I’m back… What the hell are you doing here?” he asks as he looks up and sees Levi. You watch as a smirk grows across Levi’s face.

“Like, I just told Y/N… I didn’t know where she was so I came to tell you to get her shit out of my place… my fiancée needs the space,” he tells Felix as he watches him as well. Felix only rolls his eyes at him.

“First off, You’re an idiot… You know how to contact her… Second, we were getting her stuff tomorrow anyway because she’s gonna stay here now. So, you can leave anytime,” Felix tells him plainly, watching the smirk on his face fall.

“Why would you stay here?” Levi turns to ask you.

“No,” Felix tells him as he steps between you two. “You don’t get to talk to her. You talk to me or you leave.”

“Fine,” Levi sighs. “Why is she staying here?”

“That’s not any of your business,” he tells him.

“You’re together, aren’t you?” Levi laughs as Felix nods

“If you must know, then yes” Felix tells him.

“I should have seen it before. You were probably with him the whole time we were together weren’t you? Fucking slut!” Levi shouts at you.

“Okay, you’re done!” Felix glares at him. “You have no right to talk to her like that, ever.” Levi opens his mouth to say something but Felix cuts him off. “Go… Now!” he shouts. You hold in a laugh as you see Levi jump at Felix’s words before he walks out the door. He turns to face you, cupping your face in his hands. “Are you okay?” he asks you softly. You look up at him with tears filling your eyes again. “What’s wrong?” You shake your head as you look down.

“You didn’t have to do that,” you tell him, making him laugh.

“Of course I did,” he says as he holds your chin in his fingers, tilting your head up until you look at him. “I would never let anyone, let alone that asshole, talk to you or about you like that,” he explains.

“But why?” you half laugh. He takes a deep breath as he leans his forehead against yours.

“Because… you’ve always been one of the most important people in my life… and I don’t know what I would do if you weren’t here.” he tells you. You hug him as he finishes talking.

“You’re important to me too… more than you realize,” you confess with a sniffle. He pulls back to look at you, cupping your face gently in his hands and wiping away your tears with a swipe of his thumbs. You see his eyes glance down at your lips before looking back up at you. He leans towards you and brushes his nose against yours. You feel your breath get caught in your throat before you speak. “What are you doing?” you ask quietly as you close your eyes.

“Something I should have done a long time ago,” he smiles softly at you before brushing his lips over yours. Sensing no hesitation from you, he presses his lips against yours slotting them together. As one of his hands comes back up to lay against your cheek, you clutch onto his shirt, pulling him closer and feel him smile against you. Breaking away when you need air, you look up at him as he runs his thumb over your bottom lip.

“What was that,” you ask with a raised brow and a laugh.

“That… was long overdue,” he returns your laugh.

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winteditsr · 2 years

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chicken-fifi · 2 years

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My Mistake - Feliz (Stray Kids) Imagine

Requested by anon: heyyy hope youre doing great i saw your requests open and im so happy😭😭😭😭❤️could you please do a fic abt yn being like best friends w skz and having a huge crush on felix😭and like one day they were alone having fun and stuff and basically they just kith kith😘😚 but he says it was a mistake💀im in the mood to get my heart broken🤞also have a great day❤️🏃

Word Count: 871 words

From the moment you’d arrived at the new dorm, you’d been anxious. Minho had been the first to invite you over wanting to show off how he and the other three members sharing the dorm had decked it out - mainly in effort to prove you wrong after you had made a slight jab that they’d be living in a pigsty without the older members to keep them in line. But now you weren’t so sure it was a grand idea going to see the dorm.

It was no secret to anyone that you had a massive crush on Felix - he seemed to be oblivious to that fact, but everyone else knew. In the old dorm it was easy for you to mask those feelings, with there being eight people living in one place it was easy to just switch it off or avoid any awkwardness between the two of you. But now that it was just four people living in a dorm, you weren’t so sure it’d be as easy.

Seungmin had been the one to answer the door quickly, ushering you in and puffing his chest out as you stood in the organized doorway. There weren’t any show to be stepped over or stepped on to get inside and there was a small bench to sit on to get your shoes on.

“You guys are really milking it aren’t you?” you joke while slipping off your shoes and putting them next to the wall before slipping your feet into the slippers Seungmin set down for you.

“We need to impress you on your first visit and show you how clean and organized we are.”

“I bet you all just shoved everything into a closet in a bedroom or something.”

Seungmin didn’t respond, pulling you further into the dorm, announcing your arrival. You were shocked at how clean each room you passed by was. The sink had dishes in it - probably from a late breakfast - but who does the dishes immediately after they finish eating?

“Have you guys been settling in well?” you asked, waving at Jeongin who was sitting on the couch playing a video game.

“Yeah,” Minho’s voice came from the hallway as he came out of a room, Felix following behind. “It’s strange with it just being the four of us, but it’s a bit less chaotic.”

Felix was quick to pull you into a tight hug, “Can I show you the rooms? Can I show (y/n) the rooms!?”

He was practically jumping in place wanting to do the honors of giving you a tour. The other three men shared a look before nodding. Did they know something you didn’t?

With their nod of approval, Felix took your hand and dragged you behind him as he pulled you down the hall into the first room - their makeshift studio to record and produce demos. He pressed a key and a track began playing for a few brief moments before he pressed the same key again stopping it.

“We’re thinking it might be our next single,” he exclaimed. “What do you think?”

“It’s definitely different. A good different though.”

He smiled before pulling out of the room and dragging you into another one. All of their clothes hung from racks which were completely organized. Next were their bedrooms. You poked your head into Minho, Seungmin, and Jeongin’s only stepping fully inside of Felix’s. You walked over to a small desk picking up a little trinket you’d given him a few around the time of their debut. Placing it back down where you picked it up from you were quick to turn around, not aware of how close Felix was behind you.

The two of you lost your balance and fell on the bed behind you, Felix’s frame crashing on top of you before he was able to stop himself. His face was a hair’s length from yours. You held each other’s gazes, breaths slow and deep as you lay there. You gulped your eyes wandering down to his plush lips, before going back to his face.

Felix noticed the shift in your gaze and lowered his face the few centimeters it took and connected your lips. For a brief moment time stopped as you closed your eyes and basked in the velvety feeling. Fireworks went off in your head and you felt safe. There weren’t any butterflies in your stomach. All of your nerves were gone. You were at ease. And it all ended too soon. His lips were ripped away from your as he stood back up red in the face clearing his throat.

“That was a mistake!” he rushed out, stepping away from you. “I didn’t mean to do that. I’m sorry.”

Your heart crashed down to your stomach at his words, tears welling in your eyes. You looked down before forcing a smile onto your face and looking back up at him.

“It’s alright, accidents happen,” you forced out. “It was my mistake. I wasn’t aware that you were behind me.”

He nodded, motioning for you to follow him out of the room. It took you a moment, but you finally got up and pulled yourself together before marching out, heart breaking into a million pieces.

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felixsmeshglove · 11 months

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sunkissed - lee felix x reader

requested by @hehehwh

“can you make a story with how the reader and the another members of stray kids go to the beach, but the reader is afraid of jellyfishes so felix helps them get over their phobia? <3 (after that they spend a romantic time on the beach)”

writers note: so this is my first longer(ish) form fic, i’m a little nervous about it because it’s a pretty specific request so i hope i do it justice. you didn’t specify reader’s pronouns/body so we’ll go with gender neutral. idk fuck man reader is just whipped as shit for felix and he’s just a sweet sweet baby. reader has never seen the ocean up close before for sake of the plot. any feedback is appreciated!

pairing ; felix lee x gn!reader

wc ; 2.0k

content warning: angst if you squint? reader has a panic attack kinda, mostly just fluff. reader is afraid of jellyfish, established but new relationship with felix, nicknames (love, bunny, etc.)

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felix was absolutely elated, he’d been begging you and the boys for ages to try to get you guys to visit australia with him. chan was always on board, enthusiastically insisting to the rest that it would be fun, but the rest of the men would always groan and gripe about the various typical complaints about australia.

“i still don’t know how you convinced us to come yongbok-ah,” seungmin chimed up with a whine as the nine of you padded your way through the brisbane airport. this earned a jovial ‘tsk’ from the sunshine maknae.

“you guys promised last year for my birthday we could go, minnie! plus i was finally able to convince (y/n) to come too,” felix said as he hooked an arm around your shoulders to pull you closer into his side.

he always loved to make sure you were as close to him as possible. usually, in the form of keeping a hand on you in some comfortable resting place on your body. often this would be your shoulder, your lower back, the dip of your waist, or his favorite, your thigh. he did these little touches so often you weren’t entirely sure if he was doing it for your own comfort or his.

you patiently listened to the boys’ chaotic talking as you followed along through the airport towards the taxi area to be taken to the airbnb that chan had rented for the week.

“hey (y/n) you’re going to love the beach, its always so fun when we go. i haven’t gone to these beaches since i was young!” chan turned back towards you from the front of the group to say.

this was a topic all the boys seemed to fixate on. this made sense, as they didn’t often get a chance to swim or some hadn’t even experienced the beach before. felix especially seemed thrilled about the beaches. you didn’t quite understand the hype, until the early the next afternoon the car you and felix had ridden in with minho, jisung and hyunjin had finally gotten close enough to the beach.

oh… you weren’t expecting this kind of beach…

you felt so stupid for not even remembering that ocean beaches existed. you had never seen them before, and you didnt ever plan to. the very thought of the ocean and all the nasty critters it contained terrified you to your very core. sharks, sting rays, but one invertebrate creature seemed to bring a different type of terror to you. jellyfish. you weren’t entirely sure why jellyfish seemed to rock you entirely to your core, but for some reason they just did.

“bokie does the air conditioning go any lower?” you heard a whine from the back seat.

“hyunjinnie i’ve told you it’s as low as it goes. when you get in the water it will be so much better,” felix replied softly, his soft baritoned voice soothing you. only slightly, though.

you were too afraid to admit your uncommon fear to felix, let alone admit it in front of all of his friends and band members. you elected to try to just tough it out. felix seemed to notice your discomfort, and while not understanding why he reached over to gently thumb at your thigh from across the center console of the vehicle. felix kept his eyes trained ahead as he tried to park the car.

“bokie! hyung-minho keeps trying to touch my butt how much longer-“ jisung started to complain.

“children, all of you,” felix tutted with a chuckle, finally clicking the car into park.

their humorous distraction quickly stops, reminding you of your racing heart as you peer out at the beach warily. the three boys in the back seat spill out of the car, rushing to find the other four in the other car, leaving you and felix to grab the beach supplies out of the back.

“love, are you alright..?” felix asked. he spoke so softly, he was always so soft and sweet with you. you looked down with embarrassment as you felt your mouth go dry, not quite finding the words to explain your situation.

“i uh.. l-lixie ive.. n-never been to an ocean before.. i d-didnt realize, i don’t know why-“ you stammered out, looking back up at the taller blonde.

felix’ dyed blonde hair framed his face so beautifully, the afternoon sun making it so shiny. he truly looked like an angel to grace this planet from above, with his almost glittery freckles and warm chocolatey brown eyes. his eyes were furrowed so cutely as he cocked his head and leaned against the back of the vehicle, listening patiently to your attempts to explain.

“i d-don’t like… th-the jellyfish...” you finally croaked out in defeat, looking down as you rubbed your arm with embarrassment.

“aww… i’m sorry bunny, i didnt know..” felix said with genuine apology. god, he was an angel even in the way he acted.

“of course you didn’t lix, i n-never told you. its just not really something that comes up in conversation,” you chuckle dryly, trying to lighten up a little. this didn’t stop your nervous peering out at the shoreline.

“we can set up further back, no jellyfish will get us there,” felix offered sweetly, looking inquisitively out at the shoreline as well.

“no baby i don’t want to make the others stay further back, look at them they look so excited-“ you began to say, and almost as if on cue they seven other men ran off in the direction of the rich aqua waters. with a casual gesture you add, “case in point.”

“i can stand by you the entire time- they’re hardly ever in the water but you don’t have to get in the water if you don’t want to,” felix suggested. after thinking for a moment, you give him a hesitant nod.

with wary steps, you help carry some of the beach stuff with felix.

“hey, hey we can set up here. its not that far back, they don’t even need to know why,” felix says softly, setting down the bag and laying out some of the towels. he wandered his way back to you arms snuggly finding their way around your waist as he tugged you close and cradled you against his firm, toned form.

“it’s alright… take a deep breath… tell me what you’re feeling.. how does the sand feel? good right? and the sun?” felix asked softly, his breath tickling your ear as he did so. you sighed and did as he suggested, knowing he was simply trying to ground and distract you from your anxieties and fears.

well.. yeah, the sand did feel nice. soft, warm, much different from the coarse sands of the riverbanks and lakes that you were more familiar with. the breeze blew softly through your hair, cooling the small droplets of sweat that had begun to collect at the nape of your neck. you felt warm, safe. you couldn’t tell if it was the warm glow of the early spring australian sun, or the warmth of your sweet boyfriend holding you close.

“feels nice…” you mumbled softly against his shoulder. your hand creeped all the way down his toned arm and slotted into his own hand.

“wanna try at least walking down the beach before the boys start shouting for me?” felix asked softly, pulling back only a little to brush some hair out of your face and kiss your forehead lovingly.

“i can try on my own lix, thank you tho. go swim with the rest ill see you guys over here when you decide to take a break,” you say with a smile and reciprocating his kiss with pressing your own to his jawline. felix pecked your lips softly before rubbing your back for a brief moment and making his way to the rest who were certainly about to tease him for being such a sappy boy.

as much as they griped about felix having a new partner, they didn’t ultimately mind. it meant everything to them to see their previous sunshine yongbok so happy.

you’d slowly made your way towards them as well, cautiously walking down the shoreline where they’d been swimming. for the first ten or so minutes, it actually felt nice. the sun felt so nice and warm, admittedly it was nice to be somewhere where you could be out in nature despite your nerves. you subconsciously wondered if the sun would possibly intensify felix’ freckles. as if he couldn’t already get more attractive.

you look over to see the boys all enjoying the water and smile. changbin is wrestling minho down into the water, causing so much splashing. chan kept himself afloat as he watched amusedly. seungmin and jeongin were busy swimming with just their heads afloat, weaving between the other boys and chasing each other. jisung had stayed back a little more, just cheering on the wrestling match that was happening. hyunjin stayed a little more shallow as well, citing not wanting to get his hair wet as felix just pounced on chan to disturb his peace.

it felt like you might have been worrying for nothing. until you had only gotten a few meters further down the shore and the worrying wasn’t worrying for nothing. you stopped dead in your tracks as you noticed a jiggly, translucent blob in front of your feet. you scrambled back in panic, terrified you’d step on a tentacle as you tripped and fell back.

noticing the commotion of you falling over, chan speaks up, “hey felix is (y/n) alright?”

turning his head to look over at the shore, felix’ eyes widened slightly.

“hey give me a second-“ felix said with a slight rush, standing up and wading through the clear waters to make his way back to shore.

“(y/n)? bunny are you okay?” felix calls out to you as he approaches. he quickly crouches down, helping to sit you up. what he didn’t expect was for you to practically throw yourself at him, hugging him tightly as you buried your face in his salty, wet swim shirt. “bunny?”

you can’t even reply as your hyperventilate, your eyes stinging as tears began to prick at the corners of your eyes. he pulled your heaving body up flush against his chest as he shushed you softly. he gave a soft hum in an attempt to soothe you, helping to slowly stand you up.

“i don’t think we can leave yet but we can go lay down by the towels yeah..? far away from all the water nasties..” felix offers to you. after a few moments, you nod slowly. your face was hot with embarrassment as you look down, keeping your face hidden with one hand and holding onto felix’ hand with the other. felix simply caressed the side of your face as the two of you walked back to the towels you’d laid out.

“i’m sorry baby i-“ you begin, only to be cut off with a quick, chaste kiss and a hand through your hair.

“don’t be. i forgot to mention sometimes they wash up on the water here… its okay, we can relax here.” felix smiled as he laid himself down on his side on his towel. the ends of his hair that had gotten wet now clung to the sides of his face and forehead so prettily, providing a decent distraction as you shakily laid down yourself.

“i promise next time we don’t have to come, they can go on their own. you can stay back here too next time if you still want to come,” felix tried to list off ideas.

now it was your turn to shush him and cut him off, “don’t worry lixie, we’ll figure it out. just let me lay here for a bit..”

felix smiled as he cradled your face in his hand. the pad of his thumb dragged across your cheek gently, feeling the heat of your now sun-kissed skin.

“shoulda put sunscreen on,” felix teases as he gives a soft kiss to your forehead.

you didn’t care about the sun, however. you were much more focused on a different sun. your sweet, sunshine lixie.

#skz x reader #felix lee x reader #skz felix lee #stray kids x reader #stray kids felix lee #stray kids yongbok #raeraewrites #lee yongbok #lee felix #felix lee

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˗ˏˋ ⌗ 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙭 ⁎⁺˳ ✧ ˎˊ˗

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SKZ’S MAGIC SCHOOL FEAST ♡

#stray kids #bystay #skz #bang chan #lee know #changbin #hyunjin #han #felix #seungmin #i.n #gifs #anniversary

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#stray kids #felix lee #felix smut #felix icons #felix imagines #lixie #skz lix #lee yongbok #lee felix #skz felix #straykids felix #stray kids felix #yongbok fluff #felix yongbok #stray kids yongbok #straykids felix lee #stray kids felix lee

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· . ˚ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞

— the little mannerisms you pick up from the members of stray kids over the course of your relationship.

words・3.7k / pairings・ot8 x gn!reader / genres・fluff, humor, borderline crack, intentional lowercase, established relationship(s) / warnings・minsung’s are suggestive, touch of anxiety in felix's, jeongin's is lowkey gross LMFAO

a/n・massive shoutout to @/http.dwaekkii on tiktok for their edits about the boys' habits, which i consulted for chan, changbin, seungmin, and jeongin (and to @astraystayyh for beta reading hehe. what would i do without u). these were sooooo fun to write, hope u guys enjoy (｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )

chan + getting shy easily. poor thing gets embarrassed so quickly as it is. throw you into the mix and it’s just critical hit after critical hit. defense lowered. no health potions left. he folds like a lawn chair with a massive smile and a whiny “stooooop” every time you say something even remotely affectionate. the habit is adorable, and you love it to pieces.

but you like poking fun at it even more. “god forbid i find my literal underwear model of a boyfriend attractive,” you’d say, or something along those lines, which of course only triples his embarrassment and on more than one occasion results in him starfishing on your kitchen floor, his hood pulled over his face.

fast forward however many months. he’s still the worst compliment-receiver you know, but you discover one arbitrary afternoon that it’s rubbed off on you.

the two of you are cuddled together on the living room couch in your usual fashion, your legs thrown over his thighs and his hands tracing absently over your shins as you relay to him something you overheard on the subway. the conversation is painfully normal. you’re almost bored. you pause to take a breath, and he murmurs, out of nowhere, in the dreamiest tone: “so damn beautiful.”

“wha—huh? what is?”

“you. your voice, your face, everything. i‘m lucky.”

your expression of bewilderment persists for around ten seconds, and then slowly, so slowly, you begin to sandwich your head between your knees, balling yourself up like a spooked armadillo. chan wonders if he should call an ambulance.

“love?” no response. “what, uh, what’s happening right now, exactly?”

no response. no response. then, hoarsely, “you can’t...say shit like that…randomly.”

he notices two things after that. one, your skin is burning hot enough to fry something upon, and two, you’ve formed a fist in the fabric of his hoodie, which you only do when you’re pretending to be annoyed at him. the puzzle pieces fall into place, and he starts grinning like a madman.

“you’re…embarrassed?”

the guttural groan you emit is more than enough of an answer, and the cute aggression that overcomes chan is fucking debilitating. he wraps his arms around you and hauls you entirely off the couch and onto his lap, littering kisses over your face until it finally resigns into a matching smile. all intent to continue feigning grumpiness erased with the drop of a hat. you drape an arm over his neck.

“you’re so good to me, channie,” you sigh helplessly. “i love you.”

“love you more, baby.” he imprints these words directly upon your lips, then pulls away, giggles. “that was very me of you, by the way.”

“i know, right? i was just about to say.”

minho + butt touching. it’s quite simple, really. if lee minho is within proximity of someone’s buttocks, he will, as he lives and breathes, make it known. will it be a coy little swat or a yelp-eliciting, full-bodied grab? nobody ever knows, not even him. the unpredictability is what makes it exciting.

but it takes a while before this starts applying to you, because the way minho touches you is…different. doting. there’s no other way to describe how he always holds the nape of your neck while kissing you, how he rests a hand against the small of your back whenever he leads you somewhere, how during the nights you can’t sleep he guides you to the place on his chest where he knows his heartbeat is loudest. he even drags you into his trademark headlocks the same way one would hold an invaluable treasure. he’s so obsessed with all of you that he never thinks to pay just your butt special attention (though it is, indeed, a special butt).

you take it into your own hands. literally.

you don’t know what prompts it—maybe you’ve simply seen minho slap his members’ asses one too many times, or maybe you’re still thinking of the specific time minho slapped changbin’s ass in passing and it fucking echoed, or maybe minho just looks especially fine in this practice outfit, a skintight tee and washed sweatpants that hug him in all the right places—but you feel a new urge today as your boyfriend swings his duffel over his shoulder, circles around the kitchen counter.

he puckers up as he nears you, silently requesting his goodbye; you give it to him, relishing for a moment in the familiar, soft plush of his lips beneath yours. then he pulls away and turns to leave, and your hand acquires its target.

“go get ‘em, tiger.” thwack!

minho jumps a foot into the air. clutches his pearls and his left butt cheek. becomes the splitting image of that perplexed blonde lady surrounded by geometry.

but when he turns around to stare at you, the smirk melting across his face betrays how he really feels about what you’ve just done. good. really good.

you, meanwhile, look genuinely confused. “it’s like it moved on its own.”

minho beams. steps towards you daintily, intentionally, like a cat catching sight of a laser beam. brings a hand to your hip, murmurs, “that’s what we’re doing now?” kisses you again, for longer this time.

you fully foresee his fingers wandering to your ass to give it a gentle squeeze, but you reach up to cuff his shoulder when it happens anyways, and his laugh vibrates against your mouth. it seems you’ll be reaping what you’ve sown from now on.

(good luck.)

changbin + the Cackle™. yes, you said something exceptionally funny. yes, you expected changbin to find it funny too. but you couldn’t expect the godforsaken noise that left his mouth as he threw himself straight into the tree planter behind you.

your mind spun with frantic questions as you helped him out of the dirt. had the spirit of spongebob just usurped his vocal cords? were you on a date with the wicked witch of the west? most importantly—

“are you well?” you sputtered, which only made him laugh harder and his laugh so much crazier, so you started laughing, too. and you were goners, falling over each other until you’d been reduced to watery eyes and sore cheeks, your giggling interrupted only by the sound of you slapping his thigh every so often, heartily enough to reverberate around the little park in which you concluded your second date.

that’s how you fall for seo changbin: laughing. with a reckless, breathless abandon you didn’t think possible. stumbling across empty sidewalks, spitting noodles across dining tables, begging for mercy on studio couches. wrestling under tear-stained comforters, starting (and re-starting) silly stories, huffing into beaming kisses. the list goes on.

you never quite get used to that chortle of his, too busy enjoying its insanity to notice how your own chuckles grow shorter and shriller, how they gradually develop an edge like the chittering of a forest dweller.

you complete your transformation on your ninety-eighth date.

no, changbin doesn’t say anything exceptionally funny. no, he doesn’t expect you to find it funny, either. he expects least of all for you to fold over the kitchen island and start cackling like cruella de vil on helium.

han turns around from his seat on the couch. chan’s footsteps come to a halt as he emerges from the bathroom. both of them have fear in their eyes as they witness your undoing.

the only thing on changbin’s face, though, is unfettered delight.

“b-baby,” he sputters with a growing smile. “are you—”

you lift your face off the marble surface and turn to face him. the entirety of your forehead and the point of your nose is covered in flour. you blow a cloud of the stuff out of your mouth like a dragon awoken from slumber.

he loses it.

the two of you make your way onto the floor in slow motion, ending in a tangled heap against the side of the counter. changbin tries to clean off the flour and smears it all over your cheeks instead. you are zero help whatsoever, smacking his bicep like that’ll help you catch your breath. your synchronized, diabolical laughter reaches every corner of the apartment. your happiness reaches every nerve ending.

chan and han look at each other, sigh. han takes a video.

hyunjin + side-eyeing. this man is so god awful at controlling his face, bless him…and DAMN HIM.

on one hand, you love how in tune with his emotions he is, how confidently he puts them on display. and you love your synergy. you come closer to believing in soulmates every time you glance his way and discover your exact feelings written all over his features; it’s a special type of happiness, sharing a brain with your favorite person in the world.

on the other hand, you think there’s a time and place for candor, and he tends, well, not to think at all. during many a precarious situation, you’ll catch him wearing an expression so transparent that he might as well arrange the words THIS IS STUPID AND I HATE ALL OF YOU over his head in neon lights. cue a dig of your heel into his toe, a hiss of pain cut short by your piercing glare. if you’d known ahead of time that dating hwang hyunjin would have you doing so much damage control…you’d still date him, let’s be real. but you do get stressed at times.

the night the tables turn, you’re at a celebratory dinner for your coworker’s birthday. small caveat: you can’t stand her. she’s the type to spontaneously combust if she goes two minutes without talking about herself. certainly doesn’t help that she’s downing champagne like water, and her lips are looser than ever.

hyunjin comes with you, fortunately. or not. he spends the whole evening trying so hard not to laugh: snorting into his bread, excusing himself to “cough.” you think he actually starts doing breathing exercises at some point. you’re so, so grateful that he’s here, but you’re also deathly afraid that he’s gonna bring out those neon lights in front of your entire office.

then, she flirts with him.

from the opposite end of the table. perfectly wasted but still knowing perfectly well that he’s yours. the whole patio goes silent. hyunjin’s jaw hits the table.

your fork clatters to your plate.

FUCK time and place.

the side-eye you give her is devastating. truly masterful. your brow furrows. your eyes turn to slits. your gaze does the up-down-up of unadulterated incredulity. hyunjin recognizes the motions straightaway and starts smiling so hard his whole face hurts.

you take your boyfriend’s wrist and stand up. he follows suit. you don’t say a thing as you leave the restaurant, and you don’t have to. the intensity of your disdain was more than enough; anything more and she might’ve started crying.

once you’re on the curb outside, hyunjin pulls on your interlocked hands, brings you close. his lips brush against the shell of your ear. you hear laughter and his smirk in his voice.

“you’re so fucking sexy, holy shit.”

jisung + how he applies lip balm. that han jisung is the pioneer of modern day babygirlism is the worst kept secret in the world. that han jisung applies lip balm the riveting way he does, however, is unknown even to you. until one morning.

you pop into the bathroom and make your usual beeline for your toothbrush, only to end up motionless in front of the sink, staring. jisung is a bit off to the side, hair pinned back by a cinnamoroll headband, eyes glued to his phone, hand holding a tube of chapstick that you can actually see getting shorter in real time. he looks so pensive, so concentrated. how long has it been since he last blinked? you’ve half a mind to pull out a stopwatch.

finally, he rubs his lips together, recaps the chapstick, and makes eye contact with you in the mirror. a smile crosses his face, equal parts confused and amused.

“baby, your mouth is open.”

you close it. then you open it again, and your words come out in a barely-contained laugh: “what on earth did you just do?”

“what do you mean?”

“the—” you point at his mouth, then do your best impression of an elementary schooler trying to color inside the lines. “—that.”

jisung looks aghast. “that was LIP BALM.”

“no, i know what it—you’re so—i meant, why do you apply it like that?”

jisung continues to look aghast. “like what?”

“like you’re one of socrates’ prized pupils and the answer to the universe’s formation lies at the bottom of—” you step in close, reach into the pocket of his sweatpants. “—this tube!”

it might be the craziest thing you’ve ever said to him. he bursts into laughter, the kind that leaves him no recollection of what he does with his limbs, and when he can see straight again he discovers he’s pressed you gently against the counter. his fingers latched around the hem of your top, his grin inches away from yours. can’t stay away from you to save his life, this one.

“do i actually?”

“yes! holy shit, it’s so cute.” your arms circle around his neck, also without an ounce of thought, also through a fit of giggles. “no way you’ve always done that, right?”

“i don’t know. i’ve never thought about it.” a pause. a tilt of his head, with purpose. “am i…doing it wrong?”

the question is a trap and you realize it too late. your gaze drops from his eyes to his lips—a ray of sunlight glistens off the pink plush like a paid actor—then back to his eyes. let’s find out.

you lean in. so does he. and his mouth tastes and feels like melted fucking sugar. it’s such a pleasant surprise that you actually moan, and he chuckles against you. lifts you onto the edge of the sink. your mind really goes empty after that, save for one thought. i have to start doing that.

felix + checking his own pulse. you saw it from afar, the first time.

he stood by the stage’s entrance just before curtain up, pointer and middle finger pressed against the side of his neck. eyelids sealed closed, chest heaving. you tilted your head, puzzled. worried. then the concert began, and you pushed the image to the back of your mind.

it returned to the forefront right before bed.

“you do it when you’re nervous?”

“yeah. forces me to ground myself. turns off the world for a bit.” the hand rubbing circles into your back paused. “wanna give it a go?”

“what, checking my pulse?”

“mine.”

you lifted your head off the pillow. felix took your hand from where it sat upon his ribs, isolating two fingers and nestling them over his jugular. his quickened heartbeat pressed into your skin like the world’s gentlest tattoo.

the sixty seconds began and concluded in total silence.

“well?” he whispered.

“ninety-three,” you answered, lightheaded from the sheer intimacy of it all. “you’re nervous right now?”

“something like that,” he hummed. pulled you down, kissed you deeply. there were no more words exchanged that night.

the habit surfaced more than you knew. while driving to visit your parents. after a stupid argument with a bouquet of flowers tucked beneath his free arm. you started doing it for him in the times he couldn’t, and he’d cover your hand with his own and kiss the top of your head silently, gratefully.

two years have passed since, and you’ve vanished from the dinner table.

felix asks the nearest waiter for directions to the restrooms. you don’t notice when the door swings open, unmoving in your spot over the sink, your pointer and middle finger pressed against the side of your neck.

his hand finds your hip. you let him turn you around and bring you to his chest; he glances at the crystalline droplets studding your lashes and falling from your cheeks. his eyes convey what his mouth doesn’t need to, not anymore.

let me.

you do.

his fingers replace yours the moment you drop them from under your jaw, the movement like clockwork. he counts your every heartbeat with unblinking concentration, his heart growing heavier the higher the number climbs.

the sixty seconds begin and conclude in total silence.

“well?” you whisper.

“hundred and six,” he answers. to his confusion, a smile pulls at your lips.

he wonders if it’s a trick of the bathroom lights when he sees the tiny box you pluck from your pocket, but there’s no mistaking the reality of the diamond ring that sits behind its open lid.

the earth slants under his feet.

“crazy.” you giggle through your tears, run your thumb over his cheekbone. “that’s how many years i want with you.”

seungmin + poking eyes(?) he’s hardly touched puppym when your voice is slicing through the living room air like a fucking beyblade.

“KIM SEUNGMIN, UNHAND HIM THIS INSTANT.”

do you have a sixth sense just for this? he throws his hands up in exasperation. “he’s literally me. i’m allowed to do whatever i want with me.”

“he’s not you, he’s our son.” you pop out of nowhere to swipe the plushie from over your boyfriend’s shoulder. “my son, if you keep this up.”

“just say you hate me and my preferred avenues of self expression.”

upside-down, he watches you dust off puppym’s face and smooch his forehead with a tenderness that makes seungmin unhappier than he lets on. you then tuck him into your jacket pocket. the little shit’s expression looks strangely smug poking out of its cotton capsule.

“i’m asking you to not gauge his eyes out, not to deliver me the holy grail,” you say. “you’ll survive.”

but then he feels your hands on either side of his face, and you lean over him like the mj to his peter, leave a kiss on the space between his eyes, too. he has zero say in the bashful smile this brings to his face.

“but why do you do that, seriously?” you mutter.

“i have no idea,” he replies. “but it’s fun. try it.”

“i’ll think about it.” you lean in again, and he nearly forgets what you were talking about in the first place when you kiss him on the lips this time. “okay, i’ve thought about it. no.”

“hate you,” he says despite the literal hearts in his eyes, and then you’re off to work.

puppym takes strikingly after his father. they have the same bangs. the same compulsively squeezable quality. the same little :3 that can only allude to sinister plottings. you’d be loath to admit that you sort of comprehend seungmin’s poking predisposition.

one night, seungmin falls asleep before you even finish your nighttime routine, and you spot in his peaceful, upturned face an opportunity.

you lie belly-down on your side of the bed. your fingers splay into a peace-sign in the air. your smile stretches further into a cheshire grin the closer you bring your hand. you’re just about to reach the ends of his eyelashes when—

“I KNEW IT!”

you almost catapult into the ceiling. then you try to make a mad dash for the bathroom. but seungmin shoots a hand around your wrist like he’s actually peter parker and pins you down before you so much as take a step. your only remaining option is to sulk about your foiled plans. (and blush, because, well, you’re under him.)

“amateur,” he tsks. “you gotta test my breathing to make sure i’m asleep first. shit’s foolproof.”

you blink at him for a few seconds. his words finally click.

now you almost catapult him into the ceiling.

“HOW MANY TIMES?”

jeongin + eating food in one bite. so you might be an instigator.

“hwuck,” he grumbles around the whole ice cream cone in his mouth, face scrunched up in a brain-freeze-induced wince. “ayee ith waz a bah iyeah.” (translation: fuck, maybe this was a bad idea.)

“you got this. just take it slow,” you urge, except he’s stopped moving and speaking and closed his eyes as if he’s descending into a deep sleep. you’re actually concerned for about two seconds, and then his jaw begins to oscillate leisurely like an elderly cow in his favorite pasture. false alarm.

after some time, he swallows, beams. “so am i the fucking best or what.”

“yeah you are,” you echo, and he swings an arm over your shoulder, plants a chocolatey kiss on your temple. the two of you celebrate his daesangs with less enthusiasm.

“when are you doing that with me, by the way?”

“the one-bite thing?” he nods. “mmm, coaches don’t play.”

“mmm, this one will.”

“doubtful.”

fast forward a few weeks and you, jeongin, and his younger brother are sitting cross-legged on the porch in his backyard. three full-sized oranges rest in the center of your makeshift circle. damn is yoon hard to say no to. (runs in the family.)

“the rules!” he declares. “eat the orange whole! first to swallow it wins! you can’t spit it out!”

you wait. “is that it?”

“yes!”

why was the delivery so grand?

jeongin places a fond hand atop his brother’s head. “i’ve brought you a new loser, yoonie. get excited.”

you feign an indifferent scoff, but jeongin spots the fire that ignites behind your eyes like that of an anime protagonist, the resolute grip with which you palm your orange. he smirks. he’s never known you to take trash talk sitting down. or sitting cross-legged on his porch.

yoon counts you off. “ready…”

“good luck, coach,” jeongin sings.

“shut up, pipsqueak.”

“set…GO!”

in amusing unison, you and yoon try and fail to fasten your teeth around even half of the fruit. jeongin, meanwhile, fits the whole thing into his black hole of an oral cavity and launches into that dumb cow impression again.

desperate times call for desperate measures.

you rip the orange from your lips. “yoon! your brother’s ticklish, right?”

both yang siblings’ eyes widen—the younger’s in growing delight, the older’s in impending horror.

the latter reacts first. “ay, ay, ay, ah ahes eh ooles!” (translation: wait, wait, wait, that’s against the rules!)

but the former moves first, and you’re right behind him.

jeongin weakens when the younger boy assaults his sides, crumples when you target the back of his neck, the sounds leaving his mouth getting progressively louder and somehow even less intelligible.

he eventually has to spit out the orange to avoid death by pulp going down the wrong pipe and spins around in indignation, wiping at his chin with the back of his hand. but his annoyance—

you’re back on the floor, gnawing hopelessly at the the orange again. “ih ih eawahin, ooh.” (translation: this is embarrassing, yoon.)

yoon replies, “huh?” (translation: huh?)

—dissipates, immediately.

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