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sugawhaaa · 2 months

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!!Skz reaction!!

-Your embarrassed about how your body looks-

Warnings::smut!insecurities! Talk of body types!stretch marks!vulgar language!

Genre:: oral (fem/male rec) nipple play, marking, from behind, fingering, so much pinning 😭 comfort,

Pairing::OT8! X sub!Fem!reader!

A/N:: sorry some of them are shorter than others, I promise I'm not being biased at all it's just the way the story went ₍ᐢ. ̫.ᐢ₎

💋Bangchan 💋

He finally has you laid out on the bed on your back. He runs his hands up your stomach and you feel a wave of embarrassment rush over you. He softly laid on top of you with his elbows on the bed. He ran circles around your ribcage and stomach. You blushed before grabbing his hand. Chan looked up at you surprised.

"What's wrong?" He asked softly with an accent.

"My belly...why do you like it so much?" You asked with pink cheeks.

"It's so cute," he giggled with a smile before running his tongue across his lips. You blushed as you looked down at him.

"But it's... it's not very attractive," you shrugged your shoulders and bangchan frowned.

"I think otherwise," he smirked before licking the bottom of your tummy. "I love putting my cock so deep inside you it reaches all~the way~ to here~" he grinned as he inched his fingers from your clit to your stomach as he spoke. The sensation rang shivers down your spine. He left a hickey on your stomach. "Don't say anything bad about your body again. Your beautiful from head to toe," he grinned after looking at the hickey he left on your stomach.

🍒minho🍒

You loved the way the face off and cowgirl position felt in your body. The way Minhos dick would hit all the BEST places this way. So deep inside you but...there was one probably. You felt awkward when you'd bounce on him. Your body would jiggle in a way that made you feel weird and you didn't want your boyfriend seeing you like that so you stopped doing these positions.

That was until today when Minho was spoiling the shit out of you. Sexually speaking. Touching you wherever you want, no teasing, no edging, just doing whatever you please. He knew that you came a lot whenever the two of you did the face-off position so he propped you up on your knees and he prepped himself to go inside you. It took you a moment to realize what he was doing but when it clicked you knew you needed to say something.

"Ah, Minho?" You said softly and he looked up at you as sweat dripped from his forehead. "Could we uhm...not do this position?" You blushed as he sat you on his lap to talk to you.

"Why? I thought you loved this position?" He seemed concerned. He knew you loved this position almost more than anything but you suddenly didn't want to do it?

"I do-" you started and he instantly picked you back up by your waist again.

"Good then let's get you on my dick," he said as he positioned you but you shook your head. He set you back down on his thigh again and raised a brow at you. "Why?"

"Because it's embarrassing!" You admitted with red cheeks. He looked confused and wiped some sweat off his head.

"Why?" He asked again with a tilt of his head.

"It's just...when I like bounce," you tried to explain without making it awkward but Minho didn't seem to care either way. "The way my body moves is unappealing. I don't want you to see me like that," you explained, and Minho frowned. He shook his head with a tsk tsk before picking you up again.

"Just sit on me already," he growled and placed you on his cock. You jumped and covered your mouth, your body curling into his.

"B-But it's..." you tried to explain but you already wanted to cum at the feeling of his veins deep inside you. Hitting all the sweet spots.

"I don't care. All I care about is that this position makes you cum everywhere and moan like it's the only thing you know how to do," he said sternly and it made your heart flutter. His hands guided you up and down his length and you could feel your tits bouncing. You wanted to hide in embarrassment but it all felt so good. Minhos hand latched onto one of your tits and he grabbed it harshly. You whimpered softly. "Good girl~" he whispered in your ear.

💫Changbin💫

You knew how much Changbin loved receiving blow jobs but every time you finished you felt like you did a bad job of it. Due to your terrible gag reflex, you never got more than 3/4 of his cock into your mouth. Even then you still didn't do a "good job" despite Binnie telling you that.

You found yourself in the same position as usual. On your knees with Changbin a hard mess in front of you. You decided to finally address your feelings towards blow jobs.

"Changbin?" You said with glistening eyes as you looked up at him. You could see in his eyes that his heart skipped a beat in that moment.

"Y-Yeah?" He said with red cheeks.

"I know say you like it when I do this but...do you honestly like it?" You blushed as you rubbed his muscular thighs.

"Obviously why?" He seemed confused by your question.

"I just feel like I'm not good at giving oral..." you explained and he instantly shook his head.

"No of course not. Your mouth feels like heaven. I know you can't uhm fit it all in your mouth but that doesn't matter!" He said as he put his hands through your hair. "If anything it's better," he admits with a blush. You look confused.

"Better?" You ask.

"It's like your constantly edging me and god," he grinned as he put a hand over his eyes and threw his head back. You chuckled and finally agreed that he did like it when you gave him blow jobs.

"Okay fine, you've convinced me," you chuckled and Changbin smiled.

"Good!" He said happily before moaning at the feeling of your lips sliding up his length.

🥿Hyunjin🥿

You watched carefully as Hyunjin put his tip against your opening.

"You ready?" He asked softly but with a sense of anticipation. You nodded and waited eagerly. He pushed himself into you slowly. He groaned. "You're so fucking tight," he said in a raspy voice as he clenched his fists on the sheets and the words rang in your ears. He finally pushed all the way into your core and you couldn't help but ask him a simple question as he waited for you to adjust to his size.

"You think?" You said softly as you wrapped your hands around his neck.

"What?" He responded with a little confusion.

"You said I was tight...is that true?" You asked and Hyunjin chuckled and hung his head down.

"Yes...I was worried if I'd actually fit," he chuckled embarrassingly. Hyunjin let go of the sheets and ran his fingers through your hair.

"My ex used to complain that I wasn't tight..." you thought aloud. Hyunjin was taken aback.

"What?" He sounded surprised. "How is that even possible? I can hardly move you're so tight," Hyunjin groaned.

"I don't know but he'd say it a lot," you admitted and hyunjin gritted his teeth.

"He must've just had a small dick," he smirked before slamming his hips back into you. You jumped and grabbed his bare back. Your nails leaving marks.

💄Han💄

You were pinned against the wall by a hungry Han. His eyes burned with desire and eagerness. Han smirked and slid his hand down to your soaked cunt. He unbuttoned your jeans and you felt worried as he pulled down the zipper slowly. He rubbed his thumb on your panties through the small gap in your jeans. He pulled down your jeans to find a splotch of liquid on your panties. He chuckled.

"So wet," he grinned before hooking his finger on the waistband of your panties.

"Wait! Jisung I haven't..." you blurted and Han looked shocked. "I haven't shaved in a while," you admitted with pink cheeks as you held his wrist.

"Okay...and?" He said before continuing to undress you.

"Wait! You don't understand. It's really bad..." you said again hoping to convince him not to look.

"Baby...listen I don't care if you've shaved or not. My main concern right now is making you cum all over the floor and my hands and mouth. Relax baby," he said as he finally took off your panties. You nodded your head and let him do his thing. He slid two fingers into you out of nowhere and you jumped with a moan. "See, now that's not so bad is it~?"

🏁Felix🏁

You were changing in your room and deciding on an outfit. You had an outfit planned prior but turns out your bra strap was broken so you went to grab a new one. That's when Felix walked in your entire body on full display. You jumped and went to cover yourself, your cheeks felt like they were about to catch fire.

"Don't act so shy," Felix laughs "it's not like I haven't seen you naked before," he says as he shuts the door and lays on your bed, stomach down.

"I-I know but...it's different," you explain before throwing a shirt on.

"Different how?" He hummed as he watched you sit next to him, your baggy shirt barely covering your thighs. He watched your legs as you sat down.

"Well I feel like in the heat of the moment you don't...don't really care. All that's on your mind is uh feeling pleasure," you explain shyly, afraid of what he'll say next. He raises an eyebrow at you with an unamused look that secretly makes your stomach soar. "You know like you're not paying attention to how my body looks when in the moment but in situations like this you look at my body more attentively and notice all the...flaws," you continue. He stares at you like you are some kind of prey. His hand slides up your thigh.

"You think I don't stare at every inch of your body in pure adoration every time I see you?" He said as he got closer to you. "If I had it my way you'd be naked all the time just so I could see every inch of your body every time we meet," he said in his deep voice with his face only centimeters away from yours. "You understand baby~?" He asked seductively. You nodded your head slowly as you looked him in the eyes. "Use your words pretty girl," he teased as he rubbed your cheek softly.

"I understand," you croaked through your tight throat.

"Good girl," he smirked before kissing your jaw.

🪞SEUNGMIN🪞

"What do you think, black dress or red?" You ask as you hold up two dresses, rotating them on your body as you speak.

"I think the red one makes you look sexy but the black one makes you look professional," Seungmin replied as he sat on your bed watching you get ready.

"Okay, so...black," you decided as you gave seungmin the red one.

"Why did you have to think about that for so long hm?" Seungmin rose an eyebrow. "You trying to seduce your boss or something," he teased as he crossed his arms.

"What? No!" You said as you took off your shirt and put on the dress. You adjusted it accordingly before applying your makeup. Seungmin checked the time before sighing.

"I've been ready for like...half an hour. Are you almost done?" He asked as you applied more eyeliner.

"Yes, I just need-" you said before accidentally putting the eyeliner in your eye. It stung and you cursed. "Shit!" You said before setting down the eyeliner. Tears streamed down your cheek as the black liquid poured out of your eye. Seungmin rushed over and wiped the tears from your eyes.

"Keep blinking, just like that," he comforted you as you continued to blink, the eyeliner getting on the sleeve of his dress shirt. You finally got all of the eyeliner out of your eye and checked yourself in the mirror.

"Crap now I have to redo it!" You said as you panicked. You were already behind and now you had to restart. You were frustrated and stressed, more tears threatened to pour out of your eyes.

"Hey, hey, baby, listen. We don't have a ton of time left to get ready and you don't need all this make up baby," he said as he stroked your hair. "A little bit of makeup is okay. I know you're insecure about some of your facial features but this is a business party alright?" He explained before swinging behind you to look at you through the mirror. "Some lipstick maybe some eyeshadow and your beautiful smile is all you need," he smiled as he ran his hands through your hair.

🧋JEONGIN🧋

You had found Jeongin newest weakness. His nipples are super sensitive and you had been messing with him for a while. Toying and licking them while he just whimpers beneath you helplessly. Finally, he had enough of it and pinned you down to the bed. You looked up at him shocked. He pouted before going to unclip your bra.

"Wait-" you put a hand up on his chest. He paused and listened to you. "If your doing what I think you are uhm..." you blushed and looked away from him.

"I was going to give you some payback for teasing my nipples," he pouted before going to unclip your bra again.

"I'm just really shy about my...boobs," you explained and his face went from pouty to surprised.

"Why?" He said really confused. "Sorry- I didn't mean it like that," he chuckled awkwardly but you just laughed at him.

"They just have weird marks on them and they're kinda small," you shrugged and Jeongin looked at you unimpressed.

"Small? This is small?" He said as he grabbed one of your breasts in his hand. You moaned softly at the sudden action.

"W-Well," you stuttered, you really didn't have a good excuse. Jeongin shook his head.

"Baby, all I want is for you to feel good. I'm not going to judge your body at all. You know how much I love you and your body," he explained with a soft smile as he let go. He finally unclipped your bra and stared in awe. His hand crept up your chest and squeezed your breast lightly. "So soft..." he murmured like he was in a trance. Jeongin sat his head down on your chest. "Forget about payback, I may just take a nap here," he chuckled cheekily.

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linos-luna · 13 days

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Can you give various kinks to each skz member?

Sounds good! Sorry for super late response! 😭

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Skz Kinks Headcannons ❣️

Warnings: 18+ SMUT, MDNI

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Chan

DDLG (Soft dom and Hard dom)

I know… typical. But! It’s so true! For the most part he’s the soft daddy that’s loves to praise and spoil you. He loves when you call him daddy. You’re his babygirl. But he is fairly strict… if you break rules he will be rough. Hard dom will come out and you will be punished. He’s merciless when giving punishment! So don’t break the rules…

Minho

Spanking and Pet Play

Are you surprised? You shouldn’t be. Minho LOVES spanking you. Sometimes hard and sometimes playfully. The sense of power he gets from bending you over and spanking you turns him on so much. He also likes squeezing your thighs a bit for fun. Minho also loves to make you his sweet kitty. You’ll wear cat ears and a collar. You’re expected to wear a cute skirt and crawl. He loves it so much. You better do it… or else….

Changbin

Degradation and humiliation

God, he loves it so much! Call him dirty, call him a slut. It doesn’t matter what you call him. Humiliate him by putting him in compromising positions and slap him around like a toy. Tell him you just wanna use him like a toy. Heck, objectify him. He will love it

Hyunjin

Hair pulling and Praise Kink

This boy will be putty in your hands if you call him a pretty boy. It’s his favorite praise. He loves when you praise him! He also has a thing for hair pulling. He gets so aroused when you pull his hair. He’s not exactly sure why and it embarrassed him at first but he’s accepted it. Pull it, tease him, and call him pretty boy. He loves it!

Han

Pet Play (Puppy Play?)

At first he was embarrassed to admit it. But eventually he didn’t care. If he’s good , Han will get on his knees for you and willingly wear his collar. When bad, you punish him and make him beg for forgiveness by licking your shoe. You’ll deny his orgasms and pleasure yourself in front of him to teach him. Lowkey he may have a pain kink. He loves when you punish him. Spanking, slapping, anything! He loves it!

Felix

Mommy Kink

He just wants to be good for mommy. Felix is pretty compliant and obedient. He loves sucking your breasts and twisting your nipples— kinda hurts tho 😭. He wants to be your perfect babyboy. Heck, he loves being spoiled. But sometimes he can be a little bratty. Maybe he does it on purpose? Maybe he likes being punished? Who knows? Even the smallest touches from you will get him aroused.

Seungmin

Dacryphilia… with a slight tinge of sadist

Seungmin seems so sweet and quiet but that’s just a front. Sexually, He loves bringing you to tears. Whether it’s rough fucking or harsh spanking. He’ll do anything to make you cry. Don’t worry, he won’t do so without your consent. — he’s not that crazy— There’s always a safe word. Although… he may like a little more than just your crying…

Jeongin

Sensory stuff? — specifically being blindfolded

Jeongin loves when you blindfold him. It gets his heart going and excited. With his vision blocked, every touch feels sensitive and he’s so vulnerable to you. He’ll whimper and moan, maybe even cry a little as you touch him. Suck him off when he’s blindfolded and he’ll go crazy. but be gentle with him. He just wants to be your good babyboy after all.

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daceydeath · 1 year

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Pairing: Han x Reader Word Count: 0.3k Genre: Smut 🔞 Warnings: 18+, Minors DNI, somnophilia, unprotected sex (don't be a moron), creampie, breeding kink, slight degradation (name calling)

a/n: My brain is basically a smutty dumpster currently, I'm not sorry about it xx

You could feel him, hear him his quiet groans and wet sounds creeping into your ears as pleasure started growing in your abdomen.

"Han?" you mumbled sleepily.

"Ssh go back to sleep baby" he grunted you could hear the soft wet sounds of him burying himself inside you as you woke a little more moaning once you felt another wave of wetness drench his length.

"Hannie" you whined softly pushing back against him causing a hiss to leave his clenched teeth.

"Such a good girl letting me fuck her whenever I want" he cooed as you rolled your hips against him again and again the wet squelch of him fucking into you harder the only sound in the room.

"More please Hannie" your moan breathy as the knot in your belly tightening further the longer he thrust into you.

"Fuck so wet, so needy" he groaned lowly his fingers finding your clit to add to you pleasure "I'm going to fill you with cum until you're swollen with it, you want that baby?".

"Yes, please, yes" you mewled clenching around him as your orgasm crept closer "want your cum".

"Fuck my pretty little cock sleeve begging for me to fill her, breed her, Fuck" he moaned loudly as he came his hot seed filling you but he didn't slow down he kept thrusting into you like he was just getting started.

"Hannie" you cried coming on his cock as he kept his fingers massaging you clit.

"Good girl" he whispered leaning down to kiss you sweetly "Go back to sleep baby I'm not done with you yet" his hips continuing to smack against yours as he chased his next high your eyes still heavy as you let him use your body as he needed.

a/n: your comments, reblogs and likes are adored as always. I literally have no idea where these little smut ficlets are coming from but I'm not mad about it xx

Taglist (open): @christopher-bangnaldoskzz, @armystay89, @damnyouficc, @roamingpolar, @bakedlilgoonie, @krishastumblernow,

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miirohs · 8 months

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get up [b.c]

pairing: Mob Boss!Bang Chan x Fem!Reader wc: 3.4k cw: reader is sick, chan is slightly toxic, reader gets grabbed, I can’t write hurt comfort 😻 an: pls pls pls once again i do not support any sort of criminal activities and anything in this fic is meant to be treated as a work of fiction !!! Inspired by nwjs get up !

You ran down the slope down the street, heels in hand as the train of your dress flew behind you.

The night air cut into your cheeks and arms, cold and wild as it whistled into your ears. It had slipped your mind to bring a coat, but your first priority was to get out. You were sick of the party and its suffocating air.

The whole evening was a blur of insincere conversations with the fakest smile you could muster, and the growing feeling of being trapped. He wouldn’t stop ignoring you, but the straw that broke the camel's back was when he snapped at you for talking to someone else in the middle of the dance floor, leading all the eyes in the room to you.

You had begged and begged Chan not to bring you in the first place, but he was relentless. You never did well in social events anyways.

However being on the streets alone might have been better than being forced to stand there for another minute.

Your head pounded as your footsteps echoed in your ears, a scraping noise that hurt your brain. The street was dimly lit by golden lights, and as you looked ahead you could see the glimmer lights of the valley. It was buzzing with energy, a stark contrast of the neighborhood you bumbled through.

It was quiet, and yet the sounds of the town still reached you.

The cold was not helping any bit, leaving you shaking as you huddled yourself closer. Your vision blurred slightly when you stopped, bones aching as you stared into the distance.

For a while you were sure you were being followed, but the clattering of something metal behind you confirmed everything. Slowly, you took off your heels, holding them before you took off.

You ran for a while, breath caught painfully in your throat as you tried to hack out the cold air. You came to a stop on a bridge, hands on your knees as you panted. There seemed to be no indication of them, and you finally relaxed, dropping the straps of your heels.

There were two resounding shots in your direction all the sudden, and you stumbled over your train, hitting your knee weirdly on the ground as you tried to run.

The aggressors finally caught up, pressing something to the back of your neck as they muttered to each other in voices you could barely recognize in your dazed state.

From your place on the ground, the lights seemed to blend together. Your body ached, and tears seemed to slip from your eyes as you faced the ground.

“Oh god she’s crying- Minho, what the fuck are we suppose to do?”

“I don’t know Changbin. I think we should let Chan take care of her-”

Minho was immediately cut off by the sound of a car rolling up. The doors opened up and they both went silent, the person holding the gun to the back of your head moving back as another pair of footsteps joined the scene.

“Why is she crying? I thought I told you to bring her back without a single scratch.”

“It’s not our fault she started running! She’s the one who should know better!”

“Watch your mouth Lee Minho. We may be friends but that’s my girlfriend you’re talking about.”

You stiffened, hanging your head as he got closer, feeling his presence directly behind you. You didn’t say anything as he lifted you up, placing you in the car before slamming the door shut to talk to Minho and Changbin, who gave the car a slight look of concern before turning back to Chan.

Minutes seemed to turn into hours as he talked, your shaking slowly ceasing. The sudden change in temperature seemed to make the headache worse, and you gripped your head, curling into a ball. Your knee also didn’t help your case.

Finally he entered the car, stern silence spiraling as the driver started on Chan's command.

He finally broke the silence, tone cold and clipped as he watched you squirm into the corner of your seat.

“Do you know how much trouble you caused me back there?”

He was staring at you with an accusatory look when you looked away, staring at your hands to avoid his face.

"I... I didn't mean to cause any trouble," you whispered, your voice barely above a whisper.

He tsked, expression unreadable as city lights passed by in a blur.

His voice was measured when he finally spoke, his words punctuated as you sped down the lane. "You didn't mean to cause trouble? Yet here we are."

You curled back into a ball, wincing when your knee jerked a little from the sudden movement. When you didn’t reply, he wrenched you forward slightly, causing you to let out a whimper.

“I hope you know the consequences you caused for me. I had to put three very important deals on hold because you just had to run away. Now, I expect you to be on your best behavior when we get home, and you better not interrupt me unless it's important.” He hissed, a dangerous look in his eyes.

He let go of your arm and leaned back, staring out the window. You rubbed it, throat heavy as you tried to say something back, eventually settling into the uncomfortable silence.

When you arrived home, he immediately left the car, handing his coat to an attendant left behind to handle you. You watched him disappear into the depths of the house, a sense of isolation settling in.

You felt so incredibly shitty, and it wasn’t just the cold, but the guilt and embarrassment racking up in your stomach.

"Come, let's get you inside and warmed up," the attendant said softly, guiding you gently towards the entrance of the huge mansion. The house seemed to settle into a quiet rhythm, the noise of the world outside a distant echo as you settled down for the night, heart heavy.

Whatever it was you had only seemed to worsen over the next few days though, the soreness of your throat and muscles only getting worse. It was constantly cold and your knee seemed to be acting up despite the care you tried to give it.

You managed to keep the symptoms under wraps, but you were so tired, barely catching a wink of sleep as you wandered aimlessly in the halls.

To add injury to the insult, Chan seemed to be ignoring you, avoiding you at all times of day and barely allowing you to catch a glimpse of him. As you tried to approach him, he’d always direct you to the nearest member, walking away with the others and leaving the both of you in an awkward situation.

It was the fourth day, and you were already tired of it. Again, it went as you predicted, with Chan leaving after a curt nod to poor Jeongin, who seemed tired of being sacrificed to the tension between the both of you.

You stood in front of him, wrapping the blanket tightly around you as Jeongin watched you awkwardly.

“I don’t bite,” you joked, voice raspy from the acheness of your throat.

“I know… I know I'm… just worried? Are you okay?” You blinked for a moment, processing the question before nodding vigorously as you could.

“Yep, mhm, totally! I’m going to be okay, now do you mind walking me to my room?” You said, looking at him expectantly.

Relaxing slightly, he signaled towards the hall, holding a reluctant hand out. "Of course, let's go."

Slowly, you both made your way through the mansion's corridors, your steps slow and deliberate. You think you had a cold but it was taking far too long to recover from whatever it was you caught.

You stopped in front of your door, and Jeongin let go, a passive look on his face as you opened the door with a whooping cough. The dizziness has returned, so you’d try your best not to make a spectacle out of it.

“T-thanks Innie, i’ll be fine," you managed to say, your voice rough and strained due to the coughing fit. You gave him a weak smile, sincere despite the physical discomfort.

Jeongin returned the smile, though it was faint. "Make sure to rest well and take care of yourself," he advised softly.

You tried to reply back, but suddenly the lightheadedness that was impending hit you, causing you to collapse. The sensation was disorienting, the black ebbing into the corner of your eyes. You could hear Jeongin yelling and shaking you, but you were too tired, closing your eyes in hope your rest would be at least a little nicer now.

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It was warm. Soft too.

You nuzzled your head into a pillow next to your face, groaning slightly. Everything felt heavy, and you barely felt like moving from the cocoon of warmth. You rested there for a couple heartbeats, curling into the blankets.

It was useless though, as the light of the room coaxed you out of your drowsiness. You pushed yourself up, closing your eyes as you felt your knee. There was a thick bandage over it that you hadn’t remembered putting on, and it wrapped tightly so the pressure would alleviate the pain.

“You’re awake.” Your eyes snapped open again, looking wildly around the room. “Over here,” You turned your head to the doorway, Chan leaning against it, tie loosened and sleeves rolled up. He had a bag in his hand, if you didn’t know any better you’d have thought he had been casually walking by when he decided to visit.

Suddenly, the thing that was bugging you hit you like a flash, and you took a good look around the room. “This isn't my room,” You whispered raspily, looking back down at the black sheets, “what am i doing here?”

“Jeongin saw you collapse, when I came in they told me you were dehydrated and sick. I told them to bring you here so that I could monitor you instead of forcing you to stay confined to your room,” Chan stated, putting down the things he’d brought in with him.

You fell silent as his revelation, picking at your nails as he shuffled around the room.

"I brought you some stuff to help with the cold," he said, voice rough. "You should try to eat something, even if it's just a little." You could have imagined you had heard a hint of remorse, but even if it was there, it was gone in a blink.

He sat down next to you, reaching over the blankets to pull you forward. You looked at his arm, covered in tattoos and faint scars. You could almost trace them from memory, having gone over them multiple times.

He immediately noticed you doing so, palm up and fingers spread, almost as if offering to let you trace his arm once again. You didn’t take him up on it though, only staring at him with a blank look on your face. Quickly, he drew back his hand, coughing into it to cover the awkwardness of the situation.

After a while, he broke the silence, tone slightly annoyed as he eyeballed you.

“So. Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Tell you what?” You muttered, confused as you rolled your eyes at him.

“Tell me that you were-” He paused, running his hands through his curls with a certain frustration that seemed to roll off him. “That you were sick. You could have avoided this if you had just told me-”

“Who was the one that avoided me?” You said, glaring at him as he turned to you, face slowly contorting from the look of shock to audacity. His eyebrows furrowed as if your words had taken him by surprise. "What do you mean I avoided you? If you had told me-"

You cut him off, anger rising as he pranced around the topic. "You know exactly what I mean, Christopher. You've been avoiding me for days now. When was the last time you even said a small hi to me? You were being childish.”

He winced, obviously unpleased by the usage of his whole name.

“Look, we all mess up baby, and I'm sorry you can’t stop clinging to a mistake i made once-” You groaned, head once again pounding as you stared at his unapologetic face.

“You just don’t get it do you?”

“Excuse me?” Chan shot back, anger flaring up as he shot up out of his chair, smacking his hands on the bed.

“Leave me alone Chan, I don't want to hear it from you now! You never listen to me! Ever!” You snapped, breaking into a wild bout of coughs you’d been holding back. He rose up from his seat, nostrils flaring as he stomped over to the door.

“Fine, i’ll fucking leave you alone, maybe that’ll teach you to be nicer,” he spat, slamming the door shut, leaving you alone with the silence in the room.

It wasn't exactly how you could have envisioned the conversation going.

Eventually, the fatigue caught up with you, and you let your eyes close as you rested against the pillows. The pain in your knee that you thought had faded came back, intensifying with each passing moment and you weren’t sure you’d get a wink of rest after all that.

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It was roughly around the middle of the night when you woke up, head pounding. Your eyes blurred with tears, soft whimpers escaping your mouth.

You shivered under the blankets, disoriented and uncomfortable as you looked around the darkened room. The only light source was the opened curtains, the moon casting a shadow on the floor.

The door to the room opened, a soft golden light flooding in for a moment until it closed, footsteps echoing in your head. The lights beside you turned on, causing you to flinch as the light hurt your head even more.

A warm hand placed itself on your forehead, eventually moving to caress your cheek. Your body shivered involuntarily as another chill passed through you, making you feel even more sensitive to his touch.

“Looks like you have a fever, just when I thought you were getting better baby.”

You tried to turn away, but were quickly grabbed back by Chan, who came into your field of vision as he tried to check you.

“Uh uh, baby, don’t do that to me. Get up, I’m not here to fight you, just wanna care for my sick baby. How’re you gonna get better if you don’t let me in?”

You relaxed, leaning into the warmth of Chan’s hand, eyes squeezed shut tightly as you tried to keep it close to you. His thumb continued to caress your cheek gently, his touch soothing in its own way.

“It hurts,” you whined, throat constricting slightly with how dry it was. You couldn’t remember the last time you drank any water. He lifted your head gently, supporting it with his hand as he brought a glass of water to your lips.

"Here, take small sips," he instructed softly, his gaze fixed on your face as you drank. He adjusted the angle of the glass to make it easier for you, ensuring nothing spilled. After a few sips, he lowered the glass, his fingers brushing against your lips as he pulled it away. "Attagirl, that's better, isn’t it?"

You nodded, leaning against him as he sat down next to you. The slight movement of your knee from its resting place had pain jolting through your leg, causing a slight squeak to come out of your mouth.

Chan's brows furrowed as he noticed your discomfort, reaching out. "Easy there," he said softly, his hand moving to place the pillow next to him under your knee, caressing it lightly. "Don't strain yourself."

You watched him as he moved around, blocking out the sound of plastic rustling by focusing on him.

“Where were you?”

“I was just getting something done on base baby, there's no need to worry. Came here as soon as i was done,” he said, turning around to you with something in hand.

It was a couple tablets, along with another glass of water.

You reeled away slightly as he came closer, hand outstretched to offer you the medication.

Chan seemed to sense your hesitation, his expression softening, "I promise you, these are just pain relievers to help you feel better. They'll make the pain more manageable." Still you drew back, turning your head to the side.

“No. They taste weird. I can’t swallow.”

“C’mon baby, please. Do it for me at least.” Chan cooed, scooting closer till he was in your ear. “I don’t want to,” you coughed, clutching your mouth to avoid allowing your sickness to spread any further.

“Fine,” Chan muttered, turning around, “At least have a cough drop.”

As you turned around to respond, his mouth was on yours, kissing you roughly. You felt his warmth against your lips, a soothing sensation that momentarily made you forget your discomfort. For a moment you melted into it, before you felt something getting shoved into your mouth.

You didn’t even have a chance to spit it out, as Chan placed a hand over your mouth, rubbing your throat lightly to get you to swallow it. The bitter aftertaste seem to rest on your tongue, causing you to actually gag a little as Chan forced you to lie down once more. The gentle touches continued to your head, running fingers through your damp hair, untangling it as best he could with one hand.

“I promise you’ll get better baby. I know it tastes bad but you gotta trust me here, you can sleep once the medicine has taken effect and you’ll feel better.”

You nodded weakly, not having the energy to argue further. His concern was evident, even if his methods were a bit forceful. You closed your eyes, shivering slightly at the cloth he put on your forehead. As you lay there, the room seemed to spin slightly, and you held onto the blankets tightly.

The medication began to take effect, dulling the pain and making you feel drowsy. The room felt cocooned in silence, the soft rustling of the curtains and the occasional murmur of voices from outside the door creating muffled noises.

"Rest now," he whispered, almost a soft man lullaby in the darkness. You let yourself succumb to sleep in his arms, feeling the weight of exhaustion pulling you under once again.

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The light disturbed your sleep once again, forcing you to lazily open your eyes, looking around on your side. Chan was asleep against the headboard of his bed, mouth open slightly as he snored.

You took the opportunity to trace his arm, running circles in his arms as curled into his warmth. Even in his sleep, Chan's awareness stirred, and his fingers curled around your hand, intercepting your exploration halfway up his arm.

“What are you doing baby?” His voice was a sleepy murmur, laced with a hint of amusement. He looked down at you with half-lidded eyes, his other hand moving to your forehead, now pleasantly cool to the touch.

"Thank you," you whispered, your voice cracking slightly as you looked at him. "For taking care of me, even when I’ve caused you so much trouble."

In a moment he seemed to be wide awake, looking at you with such a fragile look you felt you might have cried a little.

“It was never your fault Y/n, I shouldn’t have let it get there,” he murmured, helping you sit up against him.

"I'm sorry," he continued, his gaze unwavering as he hunched down to your level, "for not being there when you needed me. I let my pride get in the way, and I hurt you in the process."

Tears started to fall even as you were unaware, staring at him as he brought you closer.

“You cry a lot, you know.” And he kissed you.

Your tears mingled with the kiss, a mixture of joy and relief, even as you tried to push him away.

“What? Do you not like my kisses anymore?”

You shook your head as you buried it into the crook of his neck, squeezing him tighter. “Mhh. I don’t wanna get you sick.”

He chuckled, pulling the blanket over both of you as you clung to him.

"You think a little cold would keep me away?" When you didn’t respond, he shook you, getting a little jump from you in response.

“Sorry. I’m just hungry.” You muttered, groaning into his neck. “I’ll order some soup, that sound okay?” Chan offered, rubbing your sides with extra precaution.

“So long as it’s the one I like. That’ll serve as an apology enough.” You yawned, curling up against him once more.

“I missed you Chan.”

“Missed you too baby.”

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A drabble in which it can be hard to date idol Lee Know.

Featuring: Reader x Stray Kid's Lee Know Genre: Angst, Fluff Taglist: @dinonuguaegi

[22:51] with Minho

It's a rare occasion that Minho gets a day off but as the year ends his group is allowed some time off for the holidays. It's been a great day, spending it with Minho and his family at his parent's home.

You caught up with his grandmother and dad while Minho and his mom prepared what seemed like a feast in the kitchen. The snow had been slightly falling all day and Soonie had basically been glued to your lap.

But now night as fallen, you and Minho laid quietly on the bed in the dark. It was silent but your heart pounded in your ears.

Just moments ago, Minho had got a solemn call from his manager breaking the news that you and Minho were up for being the couple announced for Dispatches "New Years Couple."

Apparently, your secret movie outings and convenience store runs were not so secret after all.

His manager explained that the company is currently in talks with the "news" outlet about paying them off in order not to publish their findings.

Minho hears it every time this time of year. Different idols being "caught" and it being just a matter of what companies were willing to pay to keep the damage at bay.

But after he got together with you in the beginning of this year, he truly couldn't imagine it would be happening to him.

He hated it.

Hated that you both hadn't been careful enough, hated that you had to be careful, hated that nothing in his life could be private, and he hated that if this came out he wouldn't be able to stop what people were going to say to you.

There's been minutes of silence now and dread only continues to fill your stomach. "I'm sorry," you whisper out finally.

You can feel him turn to look at you, but you can't make him out in the darkness. "Don't." He replies.

"Don't apologize, you have nothing to be sorry for. I should be sorry. I hate that I could've just potentially put you in the spotlight." He murmurs. He knows how cruel some people can be.

Swallowing you whisper back, "I knew what could happen when we started dating." He doesn't reply because it's true. At the beginning of your relationship there was weeks of both of you deciding if the risks were worth it.

You both decided they were but now that the risks were coming to life it was much scarier than you could've imagined.

More silence passes but you can't get a thought out of your head.

"Can you promise me something?" You ask him. You hope it's not too much to ask, after all it's his career that faces a risk, but there's something that bothers you.

Minho hums in reply so you continue, "Can you please, no matter what happens, not apologize for this?"

You feel his head turn on the pillow as you continue, "There have been so many times where idols have to apologize to their fans for dating. Please, Minho I beg you, don't. You may be an idol, but you are a person first. You are allowed to date; you're allowed to have a normal life. Even if it's not with me, even if your fans are mad or hurt, please don't apologize for living your life."

Minho's hand finds your under the covers, intertwining them.

He decided then it wouldn't be so bad if the company isn't able to pay them off. He could live with the world knowing he was in love. He could still keep these private moments with you.

People could hate him, his group, even you but they would mean nothing because at the end of the day he has you in public, in private, in secret. He would love you no matter what.

"I promise." He squeezes your hand with confidence.

And he would never apologize.

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↳ ❝¡TASTE OF YOUR LIPS!❞

Best friend Hyunjin x gn reader

Genre - fluff

Trope - best friends to lovers

Wordcount - 0.6k

An- i hope you guys like it. I made a taglist for those who want to updated with my other works aswell

You should’ve never fallen in love with your best friend. Especially after knowing him for years, convincing yourself that he was just like a brother and yelling every one that he was just a friend. You were such an idiot. But every time you looked into his warm eyes, you knew you were done for it. No matter what you did, you would always like him, no, love him.

Hyunjin was the most beautiful person you knew. Not just his appearance, but his soul and his heart. You were completely enthralled by him. You were so utterly in love with his heart and you wanted it just for yourself. The only thing that stopped you, was a little thing called the friend zone. Every time the topic of crushes or romance was brought up, one of you would change the topic, as if you both were trying to hide something. He made your heart do cartwheels every time he hugged you and you just wish you were brave enough to tell him how you really felt. You wish you were brave enough to just confess, but he was too important to you to just risk losing.

You needed to tell someone. So you chose the person who had been suspecting it the whole time, Lee Know, who happened to be the closest to you after Hyunjin.

“Minho, come here, I need to tell you something”

“Ok idiot what is it”

“I like Hyunjin”

“Took you long enough to realise it”

“And I need help to move on”

“You’re a bit too late for that, but let’s see”

Telling Minho helped you get the weight off your chest, but it also made it ten times harder to hide your growing feelings in front of Hyunjin. And regardless of how slow Hyunjin's brain would work at times, he was quick to realise that you were hiding something from him.

“What’s wrong?” he asked after cornering you at his dorm. “Nothing is wrong Hyunjin, don’t worry.” “If there’s nothing wrong, then you must be hiding something from me because I know you and you only avoid me when there is something wrong or you are hiding something.” For better or for worse, today was going to be the day you were going to have to confess. But you weren’t going to tell him immediately.

“Let me try to guess”

“You can try, but I don’t think you’ll guess it”

“You stole my hoodie”

“I do that all time, it isn’t a secret”

“You took my paints”

“I did not, you just misplaced them”

“You are the one who stained the couch”

“No, that was Jisung, he spilt his coke zero”

“Minho Hyung told you I like you”

You were absolutely flabbergasted by his revelation. You had no idea that your best friend, the same person who you were madly in love with, liked you back. Not wanting to lose the moment, you cupped his face and pulled him towards you. His lips hesitantly brushed against yours. You mumble against his lips “No he didn’t say anything, but I like you too,” before pulling him back to you and kissing him properly this time. It was soft and calmer than you thought, but the feeling of his lips against yours was so euphoric that you didn’t want to ever stop.

You finally pulled away, gasping for air. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, and whispered, “I like the taste of your lips on mine. I would do anything to taste them again” “Even the accidental confession” “If it means I get to kiss you like this again, then I would do anything.”

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bokyong · 2 years

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- When You Fall Asleep On Them - Stray Kids Members Reaction

Stray Kids reaction when you fall asleep on them

Stray Kids! (Boyfriend) x Reader!

- Fluff - Some angst for Lix’s part i’m sorryy -

Word Count - 1.9k+

(Not capitalized on purpose)

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♡CHAN♡

you and your boyfriend were currently seated in the subway, awaiting your arrival to the han river. you were excited, though, the silence of the subway just seemed to force your eyes shut. the calm atmosphere and the subtle movement began to take over your senses, causing you to softly lay your head on chan’s shoulder. he was used to it by now, simply pressing a small kiss to the top of your head, seemingly lulling you to an even more tired state. your body soon relaxed, your head still comfortably placed on your boyfriend. quiet almost unnoticeable snores escaped your lips, resulting in chan turning his head in your direction. his eyes widened, heart beat speeding up at the sight of your sleeping figure. chan was flustered beyond words. something about your peaceful era made him want to coo and tease you but he resisted. waving his hand in front of your face, he realized that this slumber was no joke. you were completely out of it as your body rocked back and forth from the unsteady earth beneath you. without a word, chan pecked your head yet again, deciding to let you stay asleep as he listened to the melodic sound of your evened out breathing.

♡MINHO♡

the two of you were cuddling, both scrolling through your phones in your dead silent bedroom. your head was laid on his chest, his hand interlaced with yours. it was around midnight, a pretty normal time for you and your boyfriend to settle down with a cuddle session. something about his slow breathing pace, pushing your head up and down with it seemed to trick you into a half awake half asleep predicament. his warm body causing your eyes to gradually close with every breath he took. eventually, he felt your tight grip on his hand loosen, your head snuggling further into him. a small chuckle slipped from his lips as he then released his hand from your weakened grip, rubbing soothing circles on your stomach. this evil trick of his settled you into a now full sleeping state, giving him the ability to take all the pictures he wanted. snapping pictures left and right, he finally put his phone down, making a mental note to tease you nonstop the next morning. for now, though, was ideal boyfriend time. he placed a kiss to his hand before rubbing your cheek, his way of kissing you without having to wake you. the faintest smile graced your lips as you unconsciously pushed your head further into his chest. unwillingly, minho’s lips curved upwards into a smile. he really hated the fact that you could so easily make him adore you, even in your sleep..

♡CHANGBIN♡

after an exhausting day of college, you tiredly made your way home and immediately collapsed into changbin who was seated on the couch. the poor boy was so confused, innocently staring at your frustrated face. “baby, what’s wrong?” he questions hugging you close to him. all he was met with was a light groan as you curled up in his hold. not even a few seconds later, you were passed out, body being held by your boyfriend. changbin felt his face heating up at your actions and he carefully massaged his fingers into your tense shoulder blades. he could feel you falling deeper into his arms at the relaxing touch, further fluttering they boys heart. he settled into the couch, draping a blanket over the two of you and later falling asleep right with you..

♡HYUNJIN♡

you and hyunjin were watching the sunset together, enjoying the view on the sunny day. it was an enjoyable time.., a blanket laid out on the green grass which you and hyunjin were both laying on: a beige, soft, fluffy blanket to be exact. the vibrant oranges and pinks of the sunset were so satisfying and calming.., leaving you to rest your head on hyunjin’s lap while tiredly staring into his sparkling eyes. “tired?” he questioned, playing with your long hair. you nodded in response, allowing him to continue his soothing touch to your hair and scalp. within a few seconds, your eyes were fully closed, your head still using your boyfriends lap as a pillow. tiny huffs sounded from your mouth, signaling to hyunjin that you were now asleep. “oh?” he wondered aloud, removing the multiple strands of hair which were covering your face. not wanting to disturb your beauty sleep, he stayed seated until the sunset had finally slipped past the tall mountains, then waking you and offering you a piggyback ride the car. sure enough, you eased your chin on his shoulder during your short ride to the car. more like him carrying you on his back but still..

♡JISUNG♡

jisung was in the studio, deciding to catch up a little on his work. it was well past midnight and you decided to pay him a visit, not wanting your boyfriend to feel lonely or stressed. that’s how it came to you leaning against his side, eyes squinted from the bright light of his computer in the dark night which he was currently working on. “baby are you almost done?” you wearily asked, eyes now closed yet you were still awake. “almost almost..” he replied. “that’s what you’ve been saying for like two hours!” you exclaimed shooting him an annoyed glare. although, once you saw the quokkas cute face, you really couldn’t be mad at him.. “i’m sorryy” he whined, pushing your head back onto his shoulder. you followed his indirect instructions, letting your eyes shut while laying back on the boy. less than five minutes later and your whining had completely stopped. in confusion, jisung peered over at you only to find you sound asleep, still laying on his comfy body. he sighed in exasperation and guilt for making you wait so long. he left you in your dreamland for a while longer before lightly shaking your body, waking you up in an instant. “hm? are you done yet?” you asked, head snapped up towards him. “are you awake now~” he teased, watching your face contort with bafflement. your boyfriend, then, whipped out his phone, opening his photos and scrolling through what felt like millions of embarrassing yet adorable pictures of you fast asleep on his side. “JISUNG-AH!” you screamed, mortified at what he had just shown you. “it’s cute~” he cooed, turning his phone off after you attempted to grab it from him. “uh-uh! this is staying in my camera roll forever!” he playfully scolded, pinching your cheek. “okay, let’s go now!” he said, grabbing your hand and leading you out of the studio before you could properly get mad at him.

♡FELIX♡

the sleepless nights and overthinking days of college were really starting to get to you. you were sprawled across your bed, a lifeless look in your eyes. you heard your door creeking open, simply choosing to ignore it. you were too busy stressing to pay attention to anything. you felt the bed sink near you, a fluffy felix staring at you intently. “sweetie! what’s wrong!?” your boyfriend cried out, engulfing you in a hug. your breathing became heavier the more you held your tears in. felix squeezed you tighter which seemed to push your tears out of your eyes. weeping, you fell into his chest, his hand coming up to your head. he kept your head on his body, laying down in your bed. you followed him, still sobbing in your boyfriends touch. “‘lix..” you choked out, audible sobs interfering your singular word. “shhh.., i know you’re tired love..” he told you, letting you pour all of your tears out onto his thin white t-shirt. you cried until you were too tired to even speak. you collapsed further into yongbok’s chest, immediately crashing into a soundless sleep. tears decorated your young face which felix carefully wiped away with the back of his hand. your breathing was calm yet shaky as sleep took over your body. your head rested on a wet patch on felix’s shirt, soaked with your tears. your mouth lay agape, cheek smushed against yongbok’s chest. honestly, it was a pretty adorable sight for felix. he snapped a quick picture for memories, rocking your body back and forth. what would he do without you..?

♡SEUNGMIN♡

you and seungmin had just made it back to korea after a long trip from their world tour. you being seungmin’s girlfriend meant you got to tag along with them! though, the jet lag had been getting to the two of you as you both dragged yourselves into the room and onto the couch. “ugh, i’m so tired and it’s only noon..” mumbled a sleepy seungmin. you yawned a few words of “same” before snuggling up to your cuddly boyfriend. he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer and tiredly burying his face into your shoulder. you returned his tight hug, quickly reaching over to throw a blanket over the two of you. once you and him were settled on the couch with him laying down and you on top of him, you dozed off in an instant. seungmin could feel your weight on top of him as your body relaxed. once he was sure you were sleeping, he pecked your forehead, although, he was barely able to keep his own eyes open anymore. next thing he knew, he too had collapsed of drowsiness with you still on top of him. you and your boyfriend slept peacefully until late afternoon where seungmin was the first to wake up. he played with your hair a bit, tying it into a loose ponytail, then releasing it. after some time, he brought his mouth close to your ear whispering, “psst! Y/N, wakey wakey~” you jerked awake at the unexpected hot breath in your ear. “huh?” you questioned in confusion, curiously looking at seungmin. no words were said by him, he just immersed you in a cozy, boyfriend hug.. something he hadn’t experienced for at most a few hours. too long for the impatient puppy..

♡JEONGIN♡

you were with your boyfriend and the two of you were out to get food. you and i.n had settled on a teokbokki place, not very far away. you and him were now waiting for your uber which was supposedly arriving shortly. sure enough, you watched as the designated car pulled up in front of you, jeongin opening the door and signaling you to climb in. after you were inside the car, he strolled to the other side, sitting in the seat right next to you. the first part of the ride was like normal: you and your boyfriend both on your phones, awaiting your arrival at the food place. now.., you weren’t sure if it was something about the warm interior of the uber on a cold day or maybe the fact that you had slept a total of two hours the night before, but you were finding yourself nodding off to sleep occasionally. you tried preventing it but your attempts were futile. no matter how much you rubbed your hands and face, you couldn’t keep your eyes from gradually closing. your head found jeongin’s shoulder, resting it there comfortably. as soon as you had done this, i.n felt a tickly feeling to his neck as a result of your long, silky hair. “baby stop, it tickles..” he mumbled out, getting no response from you. instead, he turned his head to find you completely asleep on him, your face appearing relaxed for once. “yah!” he quietly yelled in mock annoyance. “why would you fall asleep without me?!” he whined in desperation, letting his head fall to yours, also drifting off into a light nap. don’t worry, he woke up before the uber man had to wake you both up himself..

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This is purely based off of my interpretation ^^

I don’t really like how this turned out but if y’all like it then i’ll keep it posted!

Have a sunshine day! ✿

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heroine’s manual S1 E3

GENRE: Romcom, Drama | love triangles, childhood friends, high school au | INSPIRED BY: Heroine Shikkaku (shoujo manga) | LENGTH: ~1.4K | RATING: Teen | WARNINGS: mentions of food, eating | PAIRINGS: Minho x MC (Reader), Minho x OC (Heather) | TAGLIST: @linoscence @elizabeth11moreno (ask to be added) | A/N: this chapter finally came out of the drafts after years thanks to @jisungsdaydreamer (and me accidentally posting part 5 first oops)

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THREE. Even if he rejects me, I won't give up so easily and allow someone else to steal my spot.

Inviting Heather to hang out is a mistake. Having your friends around doesn't make you feel any less of a third wheel. It’s Heather who’s supposed to be the odd one out amongst your group, yet somehow it feels like the rest of you are the ones intruding. You can't bear to witness the shy glances and gentle smiles Minho and Heather exchange.

You're trying to come up with an excuse to break them apart without being the bad guy, when a crash comes to your rescue.

"Ah. My bad," Jisung apologizes, looking down at the glass he'd accidently knocked over. He'd been sitting next to Heather, and while the glass was fortunately intact, water had spilled onto Heather's lap.

"Looks like you’re the victim of Jisung's idiocy today." Hyunjin hands her napkins, attempting to ease her through the awkwardness with his charming smile. He shoots Jisung a withering glare, getting a sheepish look and shrug in reply.

"I guess I should get going," Heather says. She rises from her seat in a hurry, but a hand over hers gives her a reason to wait.

Hyunjin.

Minho's expression is closer to amusement than jealousy, watching as his friend calls his girlfriend - by her actual name, not the nickname you've given her.

Maybe Hyunjin's crush hasn't disappeared yet. If he and Heather get together, then Minho would be yours again. Everything would fall perfectly in place.

"We don't live that far from each other. I'll take you home." Hyunjin pauses, turning to Minho who's sneaking cake onto Jisung's plate. "If that's fine with your boyfriend?"

"Whatever she wants," Minho says with a shrug. He doesn't seem to be worried about Hyunjin stealing away his girlfriend, which boosts your confidence in your own chances with him.

"Yeah," you enthusiastically agree, nodding your head. "Hyunjin's a nice guy. Have a wonderful evening!"

Hyunjin narrows his eyes, scowling at you, instead of being grateful that you're helping him out. One day, he'll figure it out, and thank you.

You lean close to her so that only she - and Hyunjin, perhaps - can hear. "You might even fall for him instead of Minho."

Hyunjin scoffs at your words with an exaggerated eyeroll and drags Heather out the door before you can say anything else.

Seungmin leaves soon after them, muttering something about an assignment that you don't really bother paying attention to.

And then it's just Minho, Jisung and you.

"We should head home too," Minho says. He gets up from the table and grabs his jacket from the back of the chair. "It's movie night."

"Ah, right." Jisung sends you a wink, starting the next phase of your plan to set your story on track. "I've got some stuff I need to work on, so I'll have to trust you two to keep our tradition alive even if it’s not the same without me."

And then it was just Minho and you.

It's usually easy to forget Minho's girlfriends exist when they're not around. Often they fade into the background even when they are around.

Yet you find yourself alone with Minho, head in his lap, too distracted to actually watch the show that's playing on the TV. Too much on your mind to even enjoy this moment.

Minho's texting someone, wearing a smile as soft as the one he usually gives you before he wraps you in a hug.

The someone in question must be Heather. After all, who else could it be? The only real rival you've ever had when it came to Minho's affection and attention is Heather, right?

If there's no struggle, then it won't feel as special when you finally end up together. Heather isn't the heroine. That title belongs to you. You're the one that's always been with Minho. No one else knows him like you do- well, maybe Jisung does. That's a different story though.

If you're the heroine, then why do you feel like you're in second place? Are you falling into a background role in your own story? Could it be you're simply a side character in this tale?

Minho's fingers run through your hair, breaking you out of your thoughts.

You're the one here with him, not Heather. You're the heroine, not her. There's still hope.

“I like you,” you blurt. It's far from the confession you had planned, especially since you weren't even the one who was supposed to be saying the words first. Sometimes you need to improvise to get the perfect scenes, so it's ok. “I like you so much.”

Minho’s hand stops stroking your hair. He doesn’t take it away, so you don’t attempt to sit up. You want to be close to him, for as long as you can.

Any moment now, he'll admit his feelings for you and you'll be the one beside him instead of Heather.

You know that, but if somehow these are the last moments you’ll have with him, you want to remember them being pleasant. Besides, you don’t exactly want to look at his face right now. The aftermath of a confession is more mortifying than you imagined, especially when you haven't gotten an answer in return.

“I know,” he says.

And that’s it. He doesn't say anything else. And you don't have the courage to ask what your words meant to him.

The couple on screen breaks up and eventually makes up, but you don't even remember their names anymore. Tears fall from your eyes and you wipe them away.

"I can't watch this anymore," you manage to whisper. It's not the drama that has you crying. You know it, and you know Minho probably does too. "I'll head home."

Minho doesn't try to stop you as you leave. As tempting as it is to turn back, you're too afraid that Minho's eyes won't be watching you.

Seungmin once explained some physics cat theory. Put a cat in a box with poison, and it could be both alive or dead as long you don't open it. If you don't check, the cat might still be alive. Something like that.

In your imagination, Minho is woefully watching as you walk away.

After the confession, it's a little hard. Minho isn't actively avoiding you, except he kind of is. He has the perfect excuses, plus the universe seems to be on his side. It's natural for the hero of the story to have exceptional luck.

As the heroine, you don't seem to have the same advantage. If anything, there's just been obstacles to your perfect ending. The biggest one turning out to be Minho himself.

You thought you didn't have to do anything and everything would fall into place by itself. Then when you took a chance and confessed, you were turned down. But even if he doesn't feel the same way now, you can't give up yet. It hurt when you realized you weren't on the same page as him, but there's still time for him to catch up, right?

You run into him after class, and he has to catch you before you stumble to the floor. It's a scene straight out of the kind of anime you love to watch. A sign for you to take another chance, except Minho speaks before you can.

"No."

You haven't even said a word, and you’ve already been shot down. An arrow through your heart, but it seems cupid isn't on your side.

Are you that obvious? Could Minho read minds? Does he really not like you?

"What? I didn't even ask-"

"I won't go out with you."

Ah. Well. Minho hasn't told you that he doesn't like you, though you aren't sure if you could handle hearing those words straight from him.

"That wasn't what I was going to say," you lie. Your voice is strained, and you can't meet his eyes, so maybe it's not believable. But you can't admit the truth, can you? "I wanted to ask if you had any movie recommendations."

Minho raises an eyebrow. He's not fooled. Still he goes along with it and makes some suggestions. Not that you’re really paying attention to his words as much as how his voice sounds.

Minho. It's always been Minho.

And you were the constant in his life, at least until Heather showed up.

It's hard to admit that she might have stolen the role that was meant for you, but you can't move ahead without accepting that.

Turns out Minho isn't just on a different page. The title of the book doesn't match either.

You are lost, clueless of what lies ahead. There's one thing you're certain of though.

Even if you’re disqualified as a heroine, your only hero is Minho.

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skzoologist · 1 year

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Who will piece me back together?

word count: ~1100

warnings: angst, hateful online comments, self-doubt and hate, comfort at the end

summary: Even the strongest fall sometimes, but there is no shame in that.

Please let me know if I left a warning or anything out, I will add it in! Reblogs, likes and feedback are greatly appreciated!

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!This is just fiction, my interpretation of Stray Kids. By no means is this how they are and how they behave in real life!

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He was just browsing on his phone, as a means of winding down from a hard day of practice, before getting some much needed shut eye in. All he needed was some mindless scrolling, really; but a news article caught his eye and he quickly found himself falling down a rabbit hole of hateful threads and comments.

How he was just a visual, or how his voice was a sad attempt at copying Felix. He could ignore comments like those, he was used to them by now.

The cuts weren't deep enough to really hurt him, no, those remarks were easy to brush off. The ones that called him fake, a pretender, now those jabbed straight into his heart.

Why?

Because he hated his two-sidedness more than anyone. But he had no choice, the company gave clear instructions: keep up the icy prince play.

No matter how much he wanted to hug his Chan hyung back or accept Lee Know hyung's offered food with a smile (and offer back one in return), or how much he ached to let Changbin cling to him, along with Felix and Hyunjin. Or maybe even playfully chase around and hug the two youngest ones, when they were a bit too cheeky with their words.

He wanted to do these occasionally, even against his shy personality, but no.

He couldn't do any of these in front of a camera, in front of the eyes of the world.

His vision blurred the more he scrolled down, the words becoming unreadable, just despicable blobs of white on a dark screen. Feeling a sob clawing its way out of his chest, he tightly bit his lip and stilled his breath. If he wasn't breathing, he wouldn't disturb anyone with potential sobs; it was only logical.

Just like the comments' reasoning.

They were all true, he could not deny any of them. He was a pretender, after all and his accusations weren't like any of the other members', no.

They were true, through and through.

A knocking sound broke him out of his haze, chest shuddering as it was allowed to move again and he had to bite back a sob so hard, he thought his jaw broke.

"Bae hyung, can I borrow your mouse, please? Mine broke and I need something to play with until I can get a new one tomorrow." - the deep voice of Felix, who just invited himself in, like usual, and invaded the room, gently bouncing off its muted walls.

It never bothered Bae before, when the others invited themselves in, but did he regret it at that moment.

"Sure, you know where it is." - he answered, voice a bit muffled as he was turned away from the door and his guest, face only half hidden in the pillow to not seem too suspicious. Maybe Felix wouldn't notice and think he was just tired. God, he hoped so.

He intently listened to the younger's enthusiastic 'Thanks' and shuffling noises, as he was trying to get his desired object in the dark.

It was suffocating, quite literally, to wait in silence. His chest felt like it wanted to combust, the urge to let out the sobs crawling up his throat almost winning.

A curse left the younger's lips, a question he didn't quite catch hanging in the air. He wanted to say a simple 'Sure', but instead a quiet, pathetic sound left his lips and the air stilled. His fists tightened around the sheets, chest feeling tighter than ever.

"...Hyung, what's wrong?"

He broke, that disgusting sob rattling his whole ribcage as it finally ran free, leaving destruction in its wake.

The bed dipped as a new body joined his, gentle hands guiding his body into a comforting hold. Hands immediately clasped onto Felix's pyjama shirt desperately and he could feel the boy's tense form.

He knew the younger wanted to ask questions, to get answers and to try and help, but he couldn't answer. His throat was unable to form anything besides soft whines and sobs, no matter how many times he tried to form a single word. Felix seemed to have noticed, because he merely continued running gentle fingers through Bae's long hair, slightly rocking them side to side.

Soft vibrations left the freckled boy's chest as he hummed, knowing the older well enough that he enjoyed them. It was a desperate attempt to calm him down, one that worked, even as the younger boy's own voice choked up sometimes, unable to hide the freshly shedded tears anymore.

Felix was always very empathetic and soft, breaking out in tears whenever someone cried.

Bae slightly lifted his head, the gentle motions in his hair stopping and giving him space to move. He looked up at the crying boy in front of him and wiped the flowing tears away, a wobbly smile forming on his own face.

"Thank you, Lixie, but don't waste your tears on me." "It's not a waste! You were, are, still crying, Dal hyung! You, who always puts up a strong front for us all. You said it yourself to us at an award show, that crying is not a sign of weakness. So please, hyung, tell me what caused this and let me help you!"

It all bubbled up out of the boy, taking the older by surprise.

Was that really how they saw him, someone dependable?

Another, now adoration-filled sob broke through his chest (god, and he thought he finally calmed down enough); the real cause, the comments, the threads all stumbling out of his mouth.

A part of him unravelled in front of the boy, an inevitable thing, really.

But it was fine.

Felix was there to pick his parts up and slowly, but steadily put him back together.

"When you first hugged me back on stage years ago, you made me the happiest person that week. And when you started initiating simple touches with us we were all so proud. What does it matter what the company wants? Changbinnie hyung is right, you shouldn't care about it. If you want to behave like that for yourself, then by all means, that's fine. Lee Know hyung isn't a touchy person either, yet we love him all the same and he loves us in return. Dal hyung… be who you want to be. For yourself."

Silence followed the heartfelt speech, only quiet sniffles breaking it occasionally from both occupants of the room. There was no real need for an answer, the weight of the words heavy to bear.

Felix just took Bae’s vulnerable form in his hold once again, his real objective long forgotten as he comforted one of his hyungs.

It would all be fine.

He would be fine.

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embe95 · 1 year

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Teach me, please

Synopsis: "You did a dance with Lee Know. Teach me too, please." Sure, she could teach Hwang Hyunjin, what could go wrong?

Going for a steamy vibe, smutty but not smut.

Words: 3,500 (whenhowwhatttt)

”God- Hyunjin! You scared me!” Y/N smacked the tall man’s arm with force and in his usual manner he topled with a dramatic palm against the ”bruised” spot.

”Sorry, sorry,” he chuckled after dancing a few steps backwards. His accent fit his laugh, the soft ”r” sound truly popping as he smiled.

The practice room was empty apart from their presence. Y/N wanted to practice a new step her team was developing so she could then teach it to the members later that week.

She’d been part of the choreography team at JYP for three months and thirteen days. The reason she was counting was simple; in 17 days she would be told whether she’d be accepted to the team permanently. A four-month trial period was gruesome because the constant fear of getting kicked out every single day made even her steady heartbeat irregular. She craved for this position, had drooled over the idea of being part of a choreographing team ever since she’d graduated two years prior. Moving to Seoul was a massive leap, but she’d never been afraid of being on her own. Why not in another country?

Korean language though… another ball game, just a true up-hill climb. Luckily dance was so universal, and most groups knew English well enough for Y/N to be able to get her points through. Stray Kids in particular.

She wanted this job. She’d learn Korean, make this place her home. She was determined, focused and dead-set on doing this right.

One thing Y/N wasn’t was jumpy. Her vibe was more on the calm side, but Hwang Hyunjin… he had an effect on her. Or rather what her boss told her when she’d started to work for JYP had an effect on her.

”Do not, under any circumstances, have inproper relations with an idol. They are not allowed to date. If you have inproper relations with an idol, you will be fired.”

Like that doesn’t make it sound hot. Taboo things were never that appealing to her before but lord have mercy, all of a sudden breaking rules sounded like such a delicious idea.

At first it was easy to brush off because the thought of Hyunjin looking at her the way she tried not to look at him felt entirely laughable. But then she started noticing things that made her senses heighten, and the thought wasn’t so ridiculous all of a sudden. Small touches, lingering smiles, the way he’d look at her through the practice room mirror and then run a hand through his hair or stretch his neck.

And those body rolls. The pops.

Shake. It. Off.

It could absolutely be entirely her imagination, it really could. She prided herself in being able to read others, but this attraction, this shortness of breath, this amount of gulping and shallow breaths could just be clouding Y/N's judgement. She was smart enough to recognize the possibility of him not feeling the same pull towards her as she did for him, and yet...

In any case, she was happy to say they'd become friends over the time she'd spent in his country. He was a very professional, talented man, as were all the members he worked with.

”I was sure you’d be at home by now,” she smiled, flailing her arms around loosely to warm up her body to at least the same temperature as her cheeks and ears. Her hoodie bounced around as she moved.

Hyunjin replied with a smile a kin to hers, shaking his head.

”I waited for you.”

Y/N’s body froze for a millisecond before she forced it to move. A clumsy attempt at a calf stretch was all her blurry mind could conjure, but it would have to do.

”Why?” Her eyes stayed glued to the floor.

If this had been any other flirtatious situation she would’ve held her head high up, looked the person straight in the eye.

But looking at Hyunjin straight in the eye would get her fired.

”You did a dance with Lee Know.”

Hyunjin’s voice was slow, every English syllable calculated. The tone was serious, maybe a little hurt?

She swung her left arm to the side, grabbing it with the right one for a proper shoulder stretch.

Every move was automated, she was so focused on where this was going. The possibility of his jealousy was just… well, it was intriguing.

Hyunjin was a man who could snap his fingers and be surrounded by a tidal wave of adoration in the form of fans. It was strange to hear this colour painting over his words.

”Yeah, you mean the one for the Mnet special?”

He nodded. She caught it through the mirror.

Y/N and Lee Know had a project together which was some of the most professional, intense and educational shit she’d ever gotten the chance to participate in. They choreographed a routine for Lee Know and another idol, but it was a ”couple’s choreo” with a love arc. The mixture between elements from street, modern and classic Kpop moves made it as interesting as it was. Teaching the two how to move with each other in addition to moving in sync, which they were already flawless at, was a challenge, because it’s not as common in Korean routines to include a lot of touching from a more romantic, sensual point if view. They studied improv for a while before taking the technique and spinning it into an intense, unique choreo.

Y/N was so proud of it, definitely in her top three creations.

”What about it?”

”Teach me too. Please.”

Hyunjin’s face remained serious as his chin lowered. The gaze that bounced through the mirror was more demanding than pleading. Annoyed because he didn’t know the technique yet, because he didn’t like how nervous asking this made him, because she’d danced with Lee Know so much more than with him. Alone. While he was only left with one eighth of her attention as she taught the entire group.

”Y-You want to learn the choreo?”

The stutter made him think he had the upper hand, it was difficult to control the upward swing of his lips.

"If it isn't a problem, then yes. Please."

She was supposed to be working on that week's choreo. Say no, just say not now. Later, some other time. I have to work now, Mr. Hwang.

"Sure!"

Fuck.

"Warm up?"

Y/N couldn't recount a single one of the moves she did during the entire three songs they warmed up for. She probably stretched, or something. Whatever she did, she was warmed up as "Red Lights" ended. Hyunjin's hoodie now clad the sofa instead of his toned torso, though the over-sized Celine shirt left a lot to the imagination. Imagination is exactly where Y/N's thoughts had to stay if she wanted to keep this job. There was no scenario where bringing anything into action would be a good idea. The room felt three times smaller than when she'd entered, she wondered if he felt the walls bringing them closer together as well. It wouldn't feel so anxiety-inducing if this were a situation where something could happen. Where she could do the full splits without feeling like it's a very sexual, show off move. Everytime she bent down she felt like a flirt, like she was sending some signal.

To be fair, she was. But not purposefully per se, these were beneficial moves when warming up, but her pants would light ablaze if she'd claim she wasn't hoping Hyunjin would look over whenever her ass was in the air or when she was stretching her neck or warming up the spine with some body rolls. What? They're efficient.

And it wasn't like Hyunjin wasn't putting on a show, with all the stretching and rolling and heavy breathing. That. Fucking. Neck. And hair.

She could still be wrong, of course. Her hormones could be controlling her eyes, and his "show" was just him being effortlessly hot.

And then they moved onto the choreography, and the room just got smaller. But as soon as they were a few eights in, Y/N noticed that there was in fact something about this genre of dancing that was unfamiliar to the man now catching her and spinning her around. It was exactly what she instructed, but it was missing something.

"Hyunjin," she smiled the dance teacher smile, one she didn't think he'd ever received from her before. He huffed, like he knew something was off. "We don't have to do this if you're not comfortable."

His dark eyes traveled from the mirror to her face in panic, resistance.

"Okay!" she raised her palms understandingly. "Okay, let's continue. But you have to trust me."

"I trust you," he answered in confusion.

"I mean," she continued, teaching mode now taking over, thank goodness. Easier to keep her thoughts in check when she wasn't focusing on his hair sticking to his neck. Or the way she got to- had to direct his hands around her body. "Trust that it's okay to be intense all the way with the movement. You're... you become almost mechanic when you touch me, before and after you're doing great. Do you get it?"

It wasn't as though the man wasn't a professional, there were obviously so many choreographies in their repertoaire where the members were connected. But this was different, sensuality was never really a part of those moments. It was part of Hyunjin and his movements, absolutely, which is why she was sure he could learn this, they'd just have to get more comfortable.

A nod. Hyunjin stared at his hands.

"You're great, really. It's just... hmm... how should I explain it? Dancing as a duet is like-"

"Sex?"

"What?"

"Wha- nothing! Sorry, sorry," Hyunjin stuttered and spun around to reach for his water bottle.

Hard to keep a teacher mode going in an environment like this. Had it been anyone else, had she been back in her hometown, she probably would've used the same metaphor. It was like sex, in a lot of ways. The trust, the intimacy. The sweating. Stop it.

Did Hyunjin have sex? Did any of them? Of course, what are you thinking? Eight adult guys, the probability of all of them being asexual felt beyond impossible. There was no rule that was strong enough to stop them, no contract or anything. Sex was also a need, after all. And there were plenty of people willing to be on the receiving end- SWEET JESUS, stop it.

Y/N cleared her throat, her middle and index finger scratching at her scalp. You're the teacher here now. Teacher.

"Why don't you just put on some music and I'll try to show you?"

Hyunjin nodded, lowering the bottle and making his way to the back of the room to pick a tune. He stayed still for a moment and glanced back at her for a few seconds before seemingly deciding on what he wanted to go with.

Taste.

"I put it on repeat, so I don't have to run here. Is that okay?"

Really? Are you kidding me? Why this song? Out of all the songs on this planet? And right after Red Lights?

"Yeah, great, good idea. Okay, so..." she cleared her throat once again and made a nervous motion inviting him closer. He was quick to obey. Y/N raised one of her hands.

"This exercise is called 'Magnetism', and the idea is that there's always some part of us touching." This sounds so dirty. "So, if you put your hands against mine..."

It felt like her entire body turned into a magnet, she wanted to attach herself to the beautiful man in front of her.

Make you feel my love, come and taste me now....

"G-Good," she cleared her throat. Yet again. At this rate the small sounds would turn into coughing fits. "Now, let's just move."

They began the movement, palms together, softly transferring the connection to their wrists, arms, upper backs, necks, foreheads. The shift in Hyunjin's muscles was easy to spot as he realized the point of the task; it was more motion than dance, and it required him to let her be his equal instead of trying to guide where the improvisation was going. Suddenly the instigator disappeared. It was like there was a coin they were moving around together; if the connection broke, it would fall. Neither could state how long they kept going, sometimes pausing to just hold their palms together, sometimes taking a moment to sway as their shoulders were connected. It was unlike anything Hyunjin had ever attempted before. Y/N felt like it was her first time truly understanding the point of the exercise, even though she had taught it countless times prior.

The song just kept going, around and around.

When the star-crossed dancers found each other pausing forehead to forehead, their eyes met.

He has such inviting eyes, such a gorgeous gaze. How is he this pretty? I need to... maybe if I just lean in-

"Great!" she coughed and hopped backwards like a bunny.

Hyunjin straightened back up swiftly, his left hand flying to the back of his neck and eyes wandering anywhere but Y/N.

She explained through shallow breaths and frantic nodding that he did, indeed, seem to get to point, and they could now try going into the more dance-based version of the exercise. Hyunjin made a small Pokemon joke about how they were evolving.

"So, since the choreography is one where you are supposed to lead, I'll let you take charge more." What in the what? "I'll just be here, just touch me when it feels natural." When touching feels natural... What in the actual fuck Y/N? Why don't you just strip for him?

The only way to stop herself from making an Y/N-shaped hole in the wall was to start dancing to the beat she felt, which she began doing right after seeing a nod from Hyunjin as a signal that he understood. It was instinct for Y/N to close her eyes when she improved, and right now, it seemed safe. Dancing to Taste felt like a mating call if she was at a risk of looking at the lean, sweaty dancer in the room with her.

If before she couldn't have counted how many times Taste had repeated during their magnetism practice even if her life depended on it, this time it couldn't have been more than two eight counts before magnets seemed to do what they do: pull. The walls were close, emitting steam.

”Is it okay if I touch you here?” Hyunjin asked softly, slowly. He stood behind her, eyes fixed on her through the mirror. Y/N's knees buckled when their gazes met.

Hyunjin’s hand was on her waist, a warm, strong hold already forming although he restrained himself from using any pressure.

Y/N opted for a nod. There was no way in any form of hell any sensible answer in any of the languages that either of them knew would come out of her.

"Thank you," he whispered.

Don’t make me bad, make me bad, I’m addicted to you…

Why this song, Hyunjin? Y/N should have stopped it. She should've just taught him the choreography. Just let him do it the way he was doing it. Why go deeper? She should've just left it. Or she should've said "no" from the get-go.

But... then he began swaying her.

”Good?”

Good? Perfect, annoyingly and mezmerizingly so. It shouldn’t have come as a surprise, Hyunjin was so smooth as a dancer no matter what he did, so the fact that he would be good at this… This was a bad idea.

And yet they continued.

”Mhmm... See? It’s like a magnet, a force between the two bodies that are sharing the dance.”

Just look at me baby, day and night... ”Force…” he repeated under his breath.

”Yeah, mhm,” she gulped. What a word.

Then there were no more words. Just the two of them lost in a track of Hyunjin's own design. He knew each beat, every nuance, and he knew how to use them. The idea of him leading didn't last long, soon the balance that had existed before streched between them again, a symbiosis of two creatures switching between traveling together and nearly fighting for dominance, at least to an outsider it would seem so. They danced around the room, sometimes physically connected and sometimes not, yet always vigilantly aware of the presence of the other. Hyunjin's body rolled against hers, while her back arched and hands painted the air. The same hands then found their path to his shoulders, his grip returned to her hips and he lifted her, spinning around. Hyunjin's eyes never left her. Y/N's stomach was against his chest and kept sliding down against his torso as she lowered gradually. Y/N moved away from him with an artistic glide.

The room felt like it was the perfect size for them.

She felt a grip around her wrist as Hyunjin spun her back to him with unexpected strength and urgency. Her hands landed against his heaving chest with force, his instinctively slid to her sides.

They froze there, eyes transfixed, transmitting the fantasy of what could happen now.

But it can't.

”Bad idea,” she panted, turning away from him.

Time to go.

”It’s not.”

He grabbed her by the shoulder and swung her around so confidently that there was no stopping it.

The kiss was tameless, they were primal creatures moving on pure instinct.

Y/N didn't have to wonder anymore; Hyunjin wanted her just as much as she wanted him.

She squealed in surprise as he picked her up, the wall quickly met her back. They both felt overwhelmed, worked up by what had just happened between them, frustration from weeks of pining now exploding. She moaned when he dragged his tongue along her jaw, the salt of her sweat then on her own lips. The sweat, the music, his lips, hands and tongue, it was all so much. Hyunjin felt like he might faint from the shocks traveling through him, but all the while he was sure her lips and skin were a necessary ambrosia, the source of all happiness.

"I want you," he growled as they scrambled to the sofa.

There were no words to form, only moans. It felt better than she'd ever hoped to have him so close, to touch him, be touched by him, there was so much relief and release coursing in her veins starting from each place he touched. But the need didn't go away, she wanted more. This had to be the beginning of a new addiction.

No, this- this can't happen.

"Jin," Y/N gasped.

"Say that again," Hyunjin groaned against her neck, hands sliding under her hoodie, feeling the delicious sweat coating her stomach and ribs.

"Hyunjin, w-we need to- oh- we need to stop."

He froze instantly and brought his face in level with hers. Their breathing was in sync, heavy and fast.

"Gwaenchanha?"

She tried to clear her throat.

"I'm going to get fired."

I really want to keep kissing you so I don't really care but I will care as soon as we stop. Fuck, why are you so attractive?

Hyunjin looked between her mezmerizing, lust-filled eyes. He leaned down and pressed his swollen lips against hers so softly it felt like pure love and adoration.

"Okay," he whispered when the kiss ended. "I don't want to stop, but I understand."

Neither made a move to leave the sofa. Y/N felt a heavy mix of sadness and frustration pressing on her chest and wanted Hyunjin to replace it. Their breathing slowed, and the equally saddened and frustrated man let his weight rest on her entirely, embracing her as if to say goodbye. Their moment was over so soon, the tension had a brief window to errupt but would now have to be contained again.

I can do this, I can do this, I'm a professional. Y/N kept repeating sensible thoughts.

But they were soon replaced. Hyunjin's body against hers was an intense, all-consuming sensation. She couldn't help but start to grind her hips upward to increase the friction.

"Y/N?" Hyunjin uttered through a moan.

They quickly rushed to their feet, practically in sync.

"T-Thank you."

"Yeah, mhm, thank you, yeah, and I'm sorry. We should- yeah, this was... fun. You're great and uh- yeah."

As she turned to go grab her things, Hyunjin followed and took her hand to press their palms together.

"Dancing together... with you," he started, slowly putting the sentence together. "...is like sex."

Y/N swallowed, speechless. How could she respond to that? Yes, agreed. Let's never do it again then. Good talk. We really can't be around each other after this, fuck-

"It is enough. Please.... teach me more later?" his tone was hopeful, the shyness in stark comparison with how intimate they'd just been.

Y/N could only nod, filled with distrust in her ability to form a sensible reply when he looked at her the way he did. They left the practice room together before going their separate ways.

Hyunjin really did mean it when he said it. As it turned out during the years, it really wasn't enough. But oh, the choreographies they created together...

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sugawhaaa · 8 months

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♡~Love bites~♡

°~Skz ot8 day dream~°

Pairing:ot8

Warnings:suggestive

A/N: while making this I literally got upset because I've never dated anyone and I want nothing more than my partner to mark me up with love 😭💔

Bangchan

-he would love it when you show them off like if he gave you hickies on your stomach and you wore a crop top the next day he would fall in love all over again bro

-channie would be very careful where he places the marks

-biting isn't his thing but he'd giggle when you nibble him

-I feel like Chan would be just a classic hickey person. Not much bites, not much tongue, just hickies

-he would be cautious of where he puts the hickies but that doesn't stop him from leaving them all over you

-places that are easily excusable

-for example on your knee "Oh it's just a bruise" wrists "Oh I burnt myself with a curling iron" so on

Lee know

-unlike Chan Minho doesn't give a fuck where he leaves the marks as long as you make a sound or two he's happy as a clam

-he's deffo a biter but not much tongue from him

-he would leave hickies like marking you as his

-the insides of your thighs is his FAVORITE spot

-he'd also leave a bunch on your tummy so that if your ever critiquing your body you'll see the marks and know that your loved

-Minho also loves your neck and collar bones but he would always ask before hand if your okay with it because it's kind of hard to hide

-Lee know would mainly use hickies to claim you and tease you, other than that he's not huge with it

-finds it adorable when you leave little marks on him

Changbin

-I honestly really can't see him being a hickey guy, he just loves kisses, kisses everywhere

-little bites would definitely be his jam

-Binnie is definitely not afraid to put some tongue into it

-as for his favorite places to kiss you? Neck, jawline, just below your stomach and of course your lips

-the odd time changbin does leave hickies it's not as much of a "your mine" it's more of a "I know you like when I do this"

-I know this one sounds weird but hear me out he'd leave little kisses on your ankles

-say he's taking off your panties or shorts and you're sitting on a chair and he's on the floor. When he finishes taking off your shorts he'd kiss your ankles softly before moving up your leg

Like 😭😭😭 imagine bro 💕😩🤌

Hyunjin

-he would love marking you he'd do it 24/7

-hyunjin would do as almost prep before sex or as he'd call it "the main course"

-long licks are his thing, but slow. Slowly licking up your neck or between your chest

-if you were hanging out with the members and you were wearing a swimsuit or a shirt with an open back he'd leave hickies all over your back

-if he was doing it from behind before hand he'd also mark up your back to him your back is like a blank canvas ready to be painted with his lips and tongue

-again this sounds weird but hear me out he would kiss the tips of your fingers a lot like ajdbroekwl

Felix

-his hickies would be very loving and passionate

-more of a kisser but when it comes to time in bed he isn't afraid of some bites and hickeys

-I feel like he wouldn't give many hickies but they would be hard. Like he'd suck on your skin for way longer than he needs to

-he would leave hickeys in places he knows your insecure about for the same reason as Lee know

-he'd kiss and bite your wrists/hands

-before giving you oral he'd mark between your thighs and your lower stomach

-gets physically weak when you leave hickies on his chest, neck, shoulders

Han Jisung

-he'd be shy at first but not opposed to the idea of hickeys

-he wouldn't mark you often but when being really intimate he'd coat you in mark, head to toe, bites, hickeys, licks

-soft kisses on your hips would be his top routine in aftercare

-kissing and little nibbles on your ears would be a common occurrence with Jisung and he'd always do it with a smirk on his face

-would look at the hickeys you gave him a lot

-this doesn't know how to keep his tongue off of you he can't control it

-I can't see seungmin being much of a kisser, he's all about the skin to skin

Seungmin

-hickeys are a bit different though he'd like covering your body with them and putting them in unsuspected places

-he would like cuddling you in a blanket and giving you hickeys from behind

-seungmin could also like laying on top of you and placing kisses to your back and the back of your neck

-we all know that Jeongin can't keep his tongue in his mouth on stage so just imagine how he acts during lovey hours

I.N

-like Felix he bites hard and sucks for a long time

-he'd cluster a bunch together on your shoulders and chest

-he would hold you still as he gives you hickeys

-he would try to keep them in places that are easily hideable or excusable but sometimes when he's feeling a Lil too lusftul he doesn't care

-I can imagine him taking time to figure out which spots make you feel best and he'd prefer to figure it out for himself, it'd be like a treasure hunt

-kisses on your nose~♡

-for passionate kisses he'd pull you in by your neck or cheeks

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linos-luna · 10 months

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Naptime ☁️

Bang Chan x Fem!Reader

Warnings: mention of anemia, but mostly cuddles and kisses

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Having anemia often left you feeling tired and weak. Some days were worse than others. You keep a fairly consistent schedule of talking iron supplements and napping at least once a day. Most people say taking a nap will disrupt your sleep at night but not for you. You could fall asleep anywhere really.

Unfortunately, you often felt like a burden to your boyfriend. He was often worried but he does like taking care you. Actually, he loves taking care of you…

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After going out earlier, you were sitting on the couch while the tv played in the background. It was almost 4pm and you were l exhausted.

Chan was talking to you about something as he looked through the kitchen. You were too tired to make out what he was talking about. You closed your eyes for a bit and rubbed them, forgetting about your mascara.

“Hey, are you listening?”

“Oh!” You were startled. Here he was, right in front of you. You wondered how he came from the kitchen so fast. “S-sorry!”

“Are you sleepy, babygirl?”

“A little… but… but it’s okay!” You said while looking down. “I took a nap in the car…”

“Yeah, you did… but I think you need another one.” Chan said with a smile. He took your hands, remembering how cold they were and rubbed them a bit to give warmth.

“You took your pills this morning right?” He asked with light concern in this voice.

“Yeah…”

“And ate all your breakfast?”

You nodded while rubbing your forehead.

“Hm…” Chan slowly pulled you up and led you to the bedroom. He fed you lunch as well so he wondered if this was just one of your bad days.

“Channie… i don’t need a nap…” you yawned as he laid you down on the bed.

“Mmhm… sure.” He said with a chuckle while laying down next to you. “You’re so funny.”

Your boyfriend was like a heat radiator and you loved it. You were always cold so leaning into him always felt amazing.

Chan gently kissed your lips and pulled you close. Soon your head was nuzzled in his neck as he rubbed your side. His warmth and touch was just making you sleepier and your eyelids were getting pretty heavy.

Your boyfriend hummed while cuddling. He knew you were falling asleep and he loved warming you up.

“I thought you weren’t tired, babygirl?” He teased.

“Mmm…” you groaned.

Your eyes were closed and you were basically half asleep. You were too tired to move or respond and Chan knew that.

Once asleep, chan grabbed a blanket and placed it on you. He gave you a kiss on the cheek and laid on his side to admire you.

He tapped the tip of your nose, feeling how cold it was and took one of your hands. It was still cold and he could see how it was lighter compared to the rest of your skin.

Of course this concerned him but he knew you weren’t sick. He’ll definitely have to make some iron rich foods for dinner. Something with beef and dark leafy greens. At least enough to give you more energy for the rest of the day.

Your boyfriend attempted to leave when you whined at the loss of your heat source.

“Channie…” You whined. Sure you were asleep but you were also subconsciously reaching your hand out for him.

Chan thought you were so adorable and went back to holding you.

“Don’t worry, babygirl. I’m right here.”

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I’m anemic so I guess this was more self indulgent 😅

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daceydeath · 1 year

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Hi! I just recent found your page! I was wondering if you could do a story where y/n sprained her ankle during dance practice and how the boys take care of her. Scold her a bit too? Lol thank you 😊

Hi, I am glad you found me 🥰 I can absolutely write something like that for you, I just hope you like it and I don't disappoint. DaceyDeath xx

When you Fall and Hurt Yourself While Dancing - Hyung Line

Word Count: 3.1K Genre: Fluff, Angst Warnings: Swearing, injuries (obviously) Requested

Maknae line can be found here

Chan You had dropped by JYP to have lunch with Chan, he had been so busy over the past week that you knew it was going to take every spare moment you could squeeze out to see each other. As usual he was in his studio on a work call so you wandered over to the dance space to visit the others. Opening the door you were confronted with chaos, like usual really, Minho was monitoring how Innie was dancing while Seungmin and Hyunjin dicked about to annoy Changbin.

"Hi noona" Felix called excitedly skidding over to give you a hug.

"Is he still on a call?" Han laughed as you sat yourself down against the wall to watch them practice while you sipped from your water bottle. After a little while they all got back to seriously practicing blocking out the choreography for the new song that would be to title track for the new album.

"We can't get anymore done until Chan gets back" Minho sighed looking disappointed as he glared at the door in the mirror.

"Why not" you asked tilting you head confused.

"It's really hard to start the choreography practice if we don't have where each of us will be for the start point, we can't get the spacing right otherwise" Minho explained as you nodded along.

"Why don't you just have someone stand in for Chan?" you asked like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"We would need someone who isn't doing anything else for an unknown amount of time no one is just sitting around doing nothing" Hyunjin added frowning deeply as Felix laughed loudly and ran across the room to you.

"What is so funny?" Han asked looking at Felix as he took your hand and pulled you to your feet.

"Who else is sitting around waiting for Chan?" Felix asked bringing you to stand beside Changbin where Chan would be for at least the start of the choreography.

"Genius" Minho grinned turning back to the mirror as he started to instruct each of them what they were doing. You had no idea how long you had just been moving where ever Minho instructed you to, or at what point you started following along with the choreography but once the run through had happened half a dozen times you were following along just fine until Changbin went right instead of left and took you out.

"Fucking shitting hell" you groaned in real pain after you had gotten tangled with Changbin and ended up on the floor. "Bin you're heavy get off".

"Yah I'm sorry" he yelped getting up quickly as the others watched in amusement before noticing your face was actually screwed up in pain.

"You were meant to go left not right" you whimpered as he pulled you up making Minho cut the music to help you.

"Shit you're actually hurt" he gulped looking slightly alarmed.

"It's just my ankle and I have two" you tried joking and Changbin helped you limp to the couch to sit. "Just don't tell Channie".

Chan came back a few minutes later and was thrilled to see how far they had gotten without him and after another hour of practice they finished up. Still in pain from when you fell you didn't get straight up to kiss Chan or mention lunch instead trying to hide your grimace when Han flopped down next to you.

"Baby what happened? Are you ok?" he instantly caught your expression and tensed up.

"I had a tiny accident while I was waiting for you. It's nothing just my ankle is a little sore" you explained vaguely attempting to get up and put all your weight on your other foot.

"What tiny accident?" he narrowed his eyes looking at you suspiciously

"I fell over dancing" you admitted sheepishly biting your lip.

"I have told you dozens of time the boys mess around too much and you will get hurt" he scolded you halfheartedly swinging you into his arms "You aren't a professional baby girl"

"I'm sorry Channie, I was only trying to help with blocking out your spot while the guys practiced and I was helping before I got taken out" you pouted.

"You're lucky you're cute baby" He sighed kissing your forehead.

"Chan" you squealed as he made for the door the others following behind the pair of you.

"We are going to get this checked out, then you are going to tell me which one of them took you out" He grumbled although you could tell he meant it softer.

"I'm no snitch Christopher Bang" you snipped making him chuckle.

Lee Know In order to hone his ability to choreograph different styles and types of dances you had agreed that, even though you were not a very good dancer, you would help your boyfriend out. He had been thinking up how to choreograph a couples dance for weeks now and once he had inspiration you were going to be going to the studio to learn and practice it.

It was currently 4 am and you had been practicing for three hours now, not that you were going to complain this was his passion and you would do anything to support him. You had nothing to do the next day so you could sleep then, suppressing a yawn you got back into your starting position.

"Did you want to try it with the heels now kitten?" he asked softly looking at you with excited eyes.

"Of course love" you smiled tiredly going over to sit and change into the pretty heels that he had asked to wear when he filmed the final product, he had been very specific about the look of what he was going for you after slipping into the new shoes you took your place back beside him on the floor.

"Alright from the top. Five, six, seven eight" He counted the pain of you in and you started the first one was a little more difficult with the heels instead of sneakers but you managed not to fall on your butt.

"You did that really well kitten, do you want to try it one more time and we will go home?" he asked his grin bright as he panted slightly the sweat gleaming on his forehead. Nodding you returned to your start point even though your feet hurt and you were tired one more wouldn't hurt to make him happy. He spun you one last time moving to go into the final chorus when his foot knocked the heel you were still holding all your weight on making you crumple like a house of cards, your ankle rolling in the process. You shrieked loudly as you landed the pain in your ankle obvious before you even moved.

"Kitten???" he shouted loudly as he ran to turn the music off and then help you up. You were slipping the shoes from your feet when you noticed your ankle was already slightly swollen.

"My ankle" you whimpered sniffling a little.

"Oh shit, kitten I'm sorry I will get you some ice and I will take you to the hospital" he mumbled seeming quite lost. "I can't believe I hurt you so badly, I'm so sorry kitten". His face was pained as he looked at you tears starting to pool in his lashes.

"You didn't hurt me it was an accident" you sniffed "I'm sorry I stuffed your choreography up" you took one of his hands in yours squeezing it.

"Don't be silly kitten you're more important than a stupid dance" he huffed as he helped you hop to the couch before texting Chan who was still in his studio to help him get you to the car. You knew Chan was fast but when he burst through the door a good minute or so before Changbin and Han you knew he had properly sprinted from the studio. You were sitting with your leg up on Minho's lap he had strapped ice packs to it to keep the swelling under control.

"Shit" Chan frowned coming over to look at your ankle before clapping his hand on Minho's shoulder squeezing it "This isn't your fault, stop blaming yourself accidents happen".

"We can grab your stuff" Han swatted your hand away from trying to pick up your bag "Minho and Chan will get you to the car".

After being treated like you had broken both your legs and would never walk again, bundled into the car by the two worried looking boys and driven to the hospital where embarrassingly the others all turned up to you were diagnosed with a sprained ankle, not an incurable injury as they were all treating it, making you laugh at Minho for his dramatics about the whole thing.

"I hope you learned a lesson here kitten" Minho scolded lightly "You are never dancing in heels again, ever".

Changbin Changbin had always adored that your were so close to his members, swapping recipes with Minho, join in on the online games with the younger members and, much to everyone's relief the one that now learnt all the TikTok dances with Felix.

You were currently laughing loudly at the over the top version that Minho and Han were dancing to imitate Felix teaching you whatever this stupid one was called. Hyunjin was trying his best to give you tips and pointers on your moves but you had told him the fact that you were a crap dancer added to your mystique making them all crack up again.

"Seriously you aren't that bad a dancer" Hyunjin insisted through his giggles.

"I'm never going to be graceful Hyunjin, I'm not built for grace I'm built for falling on my face" you joked as Felix slid down the wall laughing.

"Ok, ok, we need to get it together so we can get back on track" Chan grinned trying to stop his own laughter.

"One more practice then we will record it and were done" hiccuped Jeongin who had promised to film for you today. Chan nodded as you and Felix got back into your positions and did one last run through you trying not to make a total arse of yourself before you grabbed the two over sized black hoodies and hats that you needed to disguise Felix and yourself for the clip.

"Now I know we didn't practice the jump but I know you can do it I've seen you jump on Binnie before" Felix grinned and you nodded knowing you could do it without too much issue.

"I'm heavier than you think though Felix, you sure you want me to?" you asked cautiously not wanting to seem like you were doubting his strength.

"Yeah should be easy" he reassured you pulling the hat all the way over his face and you grinned in response as you got into position to record. You put more effort into the actual video than you had playing around with Felix and Changbin was proud to see Hyunjin actually look impressed with how you moved your body. You finished up with jumping and wrapping your legs around Felix's waist as the routine needed, Felix catching you easily except he hadn't been expecting you to move with such force so you both moved out of the view of the phone.

"Shit" Felix grunted softly as he tried to maintain his balance, and failing, as you started to drop your legs you both hit the ground hard making the others laugh loudly and Jeongin stop recording.

"Fuck sorry" he chuckled until he moved and you shrieked your ankle popping loudly, he froze watching the tears run down your cheeks freely as the laughter stopped and Changbin was at your side helping Felix to move you off of him and off the floor.

"Baby! Shit I knew you shouldn't be doing stupid shit like this" Changbin yelled his worry over coming him more than anger.

"M'sorry Binnie" you cried as you felt your ankle pop again this time making the pain lessen slightly but not much.

"Changbin, take a breath it was an accident" Chan pushed him to sit beside you as Felix looked at you from across the room where he was being hugged by Hyunjin tears in his own eyes. Swallowing thickly you let Chan and Minho put ice on your ankle as they called their manager to get you to the hospital. Changbin continued holding you his concern obvious to the others.

"I'm so sorry" Felix repeated again and again watching you wince and whimper as they moved you around.

"It's not your fault Felix" you tried to reassure him.

"You shouldn't be doing these sorts of things baby, you could have hurt yourself worse or you could have hurt Felix" he muttered into you hair his voice shaking slightly.

"I'm sorry" you mumbled miserably as their manager came in with the first aid kit to help you bind your ankle before you were moved to a car to go to the hospital.

The manager took you by yourself to the hospital and you texted Felix and Changbin non stop to tell them you were alright, it was your fault and you were sorry, once you were bandaged up properly and given crutches to get around on the manager brought you back to JYP where the others were now almost finished for their day. Limping back in on the crutches they all crowded around you to cuddle you.

"What's the verdict?" Chan asked softly patting your head.

"I dislocated and sprained my ankle" you mumbled "I'll be on crutches for weeks.

Hyunjin You had been seeing Hyunjin in secret, secret from the fans at least, for about six months. Both of you being idols had put a huge amount of pressure to not let either of your fandom know, not because either of you thought your fans wouldn't be happy for you, because the company was happier just not having to deal with any sort of drama at the time. You had agreed to abide by the rules they had set for you both and so far you had managed to keep everything under wraps.

It was the second night of your groups concert and your family and Hyunjin's had made their way into Seoul to see you perform, you had obviously invited Hyunjin and his members too in order to make it less suspicious that he was there and since you shared the same company it wasn't to strange and idea that they would be supporting your group.

The show had been going well, you had performed in your duo units, done all of your crowd pleasing hits and had been interacting with the crowd making you so happy that when the encore stage started and you were all ready for your last song you didn't notice on of the streamers that had gotten caught around one of the fold backs on on the far end of the stage, going into the chorus of the last song you slipped landing hard and almost falling into the wings of the stage where you remained sitting as your ankle throbbed painfully. Your members were quick to notice when you missed your line quickly making their way over to you and cutting the song short as they helped you from the stage.

You told them to start the last song over and apologize on your behalf and, to their credit they did, but not before you hear Hyunjin's voice calling for you down the corridor.

"Go, apologize, I will use the back stage mic to apologize as well" you instructed quickly your leader agreeing and hurrying the others back to the stage.

"Princess?!?" he almost shrieked as he, Chan and Felix made their way into the room.

"Just let me make this announcement first" you swallowed the lump forming in your throat "Hi again Love Bugs, I'm sorry I could not finish the show but lets take it from the top one more time" you cheered hearing the crowd from the stage as the music started once again. The backstage microphone was taken by staff before either of you spoke.

"Princess, I have told you to always look where you are going" Hyunjin scolded lightly "What if you had seriously hurt yourself? you could end your dancing career so easily, then what would you do?".

"She knows that Hyunjinnie no need to be harsh with her" Chan soothed gesturing for Felix to give him a hand wrangling their dramatic member "Can you get your shoe off?"

"I don't know it's really painful" you sniffed your eyes watering as the members and your manager came back in after finishing the final song.

"You still need to be more careful, what if you broke something!" Hyunjin continued as he sighed worryingly.

"I'm sorry Hyunie" you whimpered

"Do you think you could stand for the final photos?" your manager asked carefully noticing how agitated Hyunjin was and how Chan was trying to ease your high top off without hurting you.

"She needs a doctor pretty quickly I would say it's already turning black" Chan interrupted looking at Hyunjin who looked at your leg wide eyed.

"Alright lets get some of the security to get you out of here and to the hospital, obviously your guests will be told and looked after and can meet you at the dorms" you manager nodded organizing two of them to carry you to the car Hyunjin in tow with Chan while Felix went back to the others to update them.

Hyunjin didn't speak to you again until you were sitting in your private room waiting for the x-ray results as Chan kept your members, family and his members updated knowing that Lee Know and Changbin would organize to take both sets of parents for a meal with their remaining members to keep them occupied until you were released.

"I'm sorry I was mean princess" Hyunjin whispered his hand squeezing yours "I just get so scared when you get any type of injury, I know you worked so hard for your dream".

"I know Hyunie" you smiled at him softly squeezing back.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting Miss" your doctor bowed walking back into your room "The x-rays are clear so it looks like it is just a sprain so we will wrap it for you and give you some pain relief but you will need to come back in a week for us to examine it again".

"Thank you doctor" Chan thanked him as the nurse who had followed him smiled gently and began strapping your ankle to keep it from swelling further.

"Just ice it continuously and use the medicine and you will be back to dancing in no time" she instructed kindly before also taking her leave.

"Let's get you some dinner the guys aren't far from here with your parents" Chan smiled as Hyunjin quickly leaned in to kiss you softly before helping you up.

"I'll be coming round to help you whenever you need me" he whispered helping you to get the crutches right.

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miirohs · 6 months

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skz as marching band members

cw: n/a an: can you hear my inner band kid coming out after the absolute banger this comeback was? i may not be in band but colorguard is pretty damn close- also the reader a colorguard member! shoutout to nyx, ily boo!

bang chan:

hes a drum major. 100%

he also is band captain bc he's just that bitch

co-arranges musics with the band director and everyone knows when the time he's gonna pull out the 1970s/80s/90s music

use to be a clarinet, but definitely plays in some games if another drum major is conducting for him

an absolute beast when he's conducting, never misses a beat

he's always open to discovering new music bc he loves to arrange songs he enjoys

he's a strickler and needs shit to be on time because he needs to keep a consistent schedule lest he forget to do something

with his partner:

i mean he's definitely the type to try and help with counts (even if your counts are different than the rest of the band)

if he had a dime for every time he got yelled at because he was busy watching your section he'd have a lot of dimes

he likes to say its because your flags are bright and distracting but lets be fr he was watching you

definitely copies the stand dances when he's conducting and makes the rest of the band laugh when he messes up.

typa guy to ask you for a kiss for luck right before the halftime because in his words, "you're his lucky charm"

lee minho:

hes the cheer captain, four time state champion and a menace

probably did band for like half a year and then quit

runs the cheer team practices like its a fucking military camp, everyone fears and loves him

hes grown to have a reputation because once a girl quit due to the pressure and he basically followed her around school for a whole week and she ended up switching schools

deviously talking shit about some of the band and all the football team all the goddamn time, loves loves loves to start beef and then walk away

he also does choreography work with the guard sometimes because he likes seeing the pretty flags

with his partner:

at some point he drags the whole team to your comps just to see y'all, he loves seeing you specifically put all his work in action

always offering helpful advice on how to fix body angles, posture, etc

since he's a performer himself, he get how easy it is to burn out so sometimes he'll bring you to his own practices and show you things he's choreographed himself

seonghwa is considering locking you away after the sheer amount of times you've gone "mysteriously" missing during the end of practice

Always cheers extra loud for you in the stands, just to see your smile

seo changbin:

he's literally so bass/sousaphone coded

him and wooyoung (sax) and yeonjun (flute) have definitely tried to play each others instruments at at least one point

probably switches between the two every year, well versed in how to play both

definitely plays bass outside of band, is hella good at it too

people find him intimidating but in all honesty he's a sweetheart who would help you no matter what

probably one of the dudes that marches with way more energy than the rest of his section combined- literally during weekend practices he's smiling and laughing at 9 in the morning while everyone sluggishly retrieves their instruments

he's also a part of the stage crew and moves and paints a lot of their equipment

with his partner:

he'd definitely try to teach you how to play the bass and he'd be so proud when you manage to play like one chord

calls his friends over and everything and is like "look they did it!"

in return you've definitely taught him stand dances and bro is killing it- you keep trying to convince him to join but he's loyal

whenever you're performing near him, he has the stupidest heart-struck eyes and is always watching you

loves when you do rifle work because he thinks it looks sick as hell

he wouldn't try it though because he's scared that he'll hit himself and he still doesn't know how you do it

he'll give you little winks if you're close by

hwang hyunjin:

hes a piccolo through and through

he's got both the drama and the sass all the flute section is carrying

he always has his piccolo on him, so he's ready to give the performance of a lifetime whenever needed

he's big big friends with the guard and cheer team, they have their own dedicated groupchat and everything

also the costume manager, he has literally been badgering chan to update the uniforms like forever, sometimes he adds his own little spins to the costumes and also does repairs on them

with his partner:

he admires the guard (you) from afar for sure

he carries your stuff for you because he's such a gentleman (also the piccolo is pocket sized and chan has been getting on his ass about treating the instrument right but to him nothing matters more than treating you right)

definitely joins you and seonghwa when you're gossiping about

sometimes he plays and you'll just do a random saber combo to it and he'll cheer for you

sometimes he likes to take a spin on it (and immediately regret when it smacks his fingers really bad)

whenever you get a boo-boo he always kisses it better, swears his kisses will immediately heal your bruises

han jisung:

he's a trumpet (which is oddly fitting for him)

plays sad music even when it doesn't call for it

always doing the sad trombone thing on trumpet and the trombones are salty that he kinda stole their thunder with that

he's known in the low brass section for being able to play almost any brass instrument with the littlest instruction

chan basically refuses to let him make the switch to sax because he knows what'll happen if he does (he thinks han'll go crazy)

he loves a good challenge, will trumpet-off with other people and play songs on his instruments against other sections

with his partner:

he probably plays show tunes and stuff while you dance with him- loves to call you his showgirl

he's always vibing to your little thumps when you toss and throw, wishes that he could do it too

tries to teach you how to play but that does not end well

he's clingy, he'll do anything to stay with you a little longer

sometimes he even asks you to help find his music for him in an attempt to distract you (its in his bag and he'll magically remember after you give him a hug or some form of physical affection)

lee felix:

probably picked the flute cause it looks pretty aesthetic lets be fr

everyone in band comes to him for marching advice because he makes it look fun and easy

always giving it 100% even if no one can hear him- he makes sure he's heard

even though he joined as a hobby, he's killing it and he plays outside of band as well

always doing musical challenges on tik tok, especially when he should be practicing in sectionals

his favorite thing to play on the flute are disney songs, but he also plays a shit ton of different genres and posts them to tik tok, bringing some semblance of fame to their little high school band

with his partner:

he 100% plays little snippets of song you like because everything sounds good on flute (trust me)

will convince you to do tik toks with him even if you aren't a fan

sometimes you let him try the flag or saber in exchange for his flute so you can try it

he admits that the only reason he leaves his flute to you whenever he goes is so that he can sit nearby and listen to you try to play it (and fail)

he would most definitely be a natural at flag but tries not to do as well so you can shine when your time comes

lets you lean back against him in the stands

kim seungmin:

he's percussion. he's literally a percussion in my heart.

he definitely plays the drums around chan because he thinks its funny to annoy him by drumming off count

no one has ever survived a drum comp with this man fr

sometimes he hums along to his drumming

also taps his thighs/air when he doesn't have something in his hands

he has good rhythm so chan usually has him set the pace to which they go on the field to

he's competitive as hell, he knows hes also better than everyone else and he shows it

with his partner:

he loves guard but he refuses to be put next to them on the drill because he suffered an injury at your hands once

he loves to show off he can play the drums and him and his section do little drumming sessions sometimes while you do saber warmups

he distracts both you and himself a lot when it comes to joint practices so seonghwa and chan have tried to move them (to no avail)

he'll sit outside with you when you guys practice sometimes (as support he says, but seonghwa doesn't believe him)

he's always giving you little nods of approval, doesn't outright show it but he'll take your hands and give you a little kiss when no ones looking

he doesn't want his section to know he's soft for you

yang jeongin:

he's front ensemble/pit, i hope we all agree on him being on the synths and marimba

he's a vital part of the band for sure even if he never seems to get credit but he honestly could care less

has been running synths since he joined, originally wanted to do the sousaphone but he wasn't built enough for it

also the front ensemble section leader, he's very efficient in managing the pit

but he's also clumsy as hell and will sometimes zone out and drops the mallet on the marimba or just entirely forgets wtf he's suppose to be doing on the synths

more than once he's nearly caught these hands from chan bc in chans words, "those were expensive"

with his partner:

whenever he sees you on the sidelines, he's always ginning because out of the corner of his eye he can see you jamming out to the music

everyone teases him (especially binnie) because he zones out watching you and drops the mallet on his foot

follows your every move carefully (and like minho), and he'll always give you advice, but he sugar coats it very much because he loves you and doesn't want to hurt your feelings

loves loves loves when you send him little videos of your progress

loves it even more when you question him about his work, it makes him feel so important pls ask him how he does shit hes dying for it

brushes against you when walking out to the fields during games- he just wants to let you know hes there

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nczennie · 11 months

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she's like the wind.

Pairing: Reader x Stray Kid's Lee Know AU: Summer Love, Based on the film Dirty Dancing Genre: Fluff, Angst, Smut (18+ only) Summary: You spend your final summer before college with your family at a resort. Little did you know a small decision to carry a watermelon will change your life forever. Warnings: Attached to each chapter Status: Complete

a/n: this work is literally my baby, it's not an exaggeration when i say i've been working on and off on it for 5 years now. leeknow wasn't always my intended muse but as my interests changed over the years so did my characters. it's based of the movie dirty dancing which you should definitely watch if you haven't bc it's my fav. i did made some tweaks and changes though. i'm very exciting to release it after so long but very nervous cause i know i will never be truly happy with it.

[ one ] Summer 1963

[ two ] Hungry Eyes

[ three ] Be My Baby

Taglist: @linocvp1d @blankdyean @adeards @lomllino @brooklynie @noellllslut @djeniryuu @eternitywaveshello @drhsthl @urmomma0324 @stormy-skies-falling

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prettywordsyouleft · 1 year

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Dark Revelry

Pairing: Hwang Hyunjin x female reader

Genre: romance

Warnings: suggestive with the assumption of leading to sex.

Word count: 1288

The roar from the guitar was primal, sinking deep into your skin. Guttural rifts consumed the valley festival, the steady thrum of bass shooting through your veins. Your heartbeat marched in beat to the endless drumming, the music leading the path to animalistic moves from the partygoers.

The revelry had taken everyone hostage, and you were not immune. Your once dubious appearance at the festival was now forgotten, and the anxiety long dissipated, along with the tension in your body. You had been dancing for what had to be hours, yet you weren’t tired at all. Your body anticipated the way the musicians would dictate your next movements, as if you were a marionette and they held your strings. You had been consumed by darkness, the sounds claiming the valley and your soul. You briefly wondered if you had stepped into an enchanted land, forced to dance until the dawn broke, or your body gave out.

This thought returned sometime late into the night when a man stood watching you across the way. Tall, dark, and sinfully handsome, he was so exotically gorgeous that he couldn’t be mortal. Had he been roused from another world, the music calling him to the festival and intoxicating you upon first sight? He made no initial move towards you, and this made you frustrated. Sweat soaked your back as your hips spun in dizzying circles, encouraging him to take a step forward, a siren’s call to bring him offshore.

He coveted a smirk at your attempts, his feet more eager than the indolent expression that graced his face. He strode over to you fluidly, wasting no time in claiming you with a hand on your waist. His touch seared you, a gasp tumbling from your mouth as he dragged you close, dark eyes glittering with amusement.

You waited for him to say something, though how you would hear him when the music blared through every inch of you, you didn’t know. But he made no effort to do so, simply removing any space that had remained, tucking you against his leather-clad thighs, your breasts upon his chest. He didn’t once break your movement, in fact, a hand now guided you, throwing your hips into filthy grinds against him, every point of contact sending surges of desire throughout you.

It was giddying dancing against this stranger, allowing your inhibitions to roam free, along with your hands. You ran them up his sides and over strong shoulders, letting them drape there as you got caught in the storm of his stare. You itched to reach out and run your thumb over the beauty mark just under his left eye, to feel the plushness of his lips when you dragged your hand back down. Without realising it, your hand had shot up and done what you wished for, his eyes darkening, swirling with debauchery.

You barely had a moment to suck in a breath before he was crashing into you, wave after relentless wave, dragging you under, consuming you in heated torture. He tasted like a decadent mistake, one that you wouldn’t be able to remove from deep within your bones for days to come. You succumbed to his ministrations, tongues battling the other, the kiss now bruising, painfully hot. You were panting, stretched against this man with every inch of your body, wanting more, craving him to never stop dancing against you. You’d follow him anywhere, drunk on his taste, on his ambiguity. You had never been this bold before, and you wondered if it was because you hadn’t met him before or if you had been holding back from all that you deserved.

He was equal portions of recklessness and restraint, hands gripping your hips, sealing you to his front, allowing you no freedom. Not that you’d ever ask for him to release you, the music now as fast as your kisses and this sinful embrace. You didn’t know how much more air you could go without, yet you didn’t pull away, wanting to punish your body for failing you when your mind and heart wanted to crawl inside him and never part ways again. Breathing was overrated.

He surprised you by breaking first, genuine wonder crossing his features as he let out a breathy laugh before resting his forehead against yours.

“Temptress.”

“Demon.”

His lips curled up with delighted smugness, as if he wanted you to view him as something so dangerous.

“I want to drink you all down,” he told you, not shouting and yet you heard him clearly over the festival, as if he had the power to dim the sound of your entire surroundings. It was just you and him in this valley now, the feeling of souls twining together in the moment, lasting for as long as you could stop yourself from blinking.

“That thirsty?”

“Parched.”

“Be careful. Ambrosia is the meal of gods, not boys.”

“I think I’m divine enough to handle a cup full,” he confirmed, an eyebrow perched higher than the other.

You gripped his shoulders, fingers brushing against his shoulder-length raven locks, shivering at the contact. Capable hands moved to your thighs, hoisting you up into his arms, your legs locking around his waist as the world began to spin. Faster and faster it went until you couldn’t distinguish the sights and sounds around you anymore. Before you could adjust, everything went still, and you worried that this fever dream had come to a bitter end.

When you blinked back into focus, dawn had arrived, and the world had grown sleepy. The spell of the music had broken, and you were suddenly cold, standing confused within the early world, watching people move towards the field that had been used for parking. You didn’t shift to follow the masses, instead craning your neck this way and that, brushing your swollen mouth to ensure it hadn’t been fiction. Yet you couldn’t catch sight of the otherworldly creature, the light having blotted him out of existence.

Your heart somersaulted into your stomach, consumed with sudden grief. He had just been about to—what exactly? Take you back to his forest canopy and lay you down to worship? Push you up against a tree and steal more than just kisses? You were disappointed it had all ended before it truly began.

He hadn’t even left you with a name. Perhaps that had been intentional, given the weight a name held. The ability to call upon, to own, to claim. You had wanted to do all of that and would have given everything to do so.

Reality sobered you, realising how lucky you had been to avoid making a mistake you’d come to regret. Kisses like that could fill you up, but they wouldn’t pay the bills. Spinning, you trudged back to your car, fumbling around in your jeans pocket for your car keys as you went. You managed to pull them out just as you located your car, the keyring slipping through your grip when you found someone leaning against the driver’s side of the car.

He smirked, just as sinfully as he had the first time, cocking his head to the side. “Well?”

“You didn’t disappear.”

“Or turn to dust. Transform into a bat. Walk back into Faerie.” He was teasing you now, and you groaned loudly.

Stepping up to where he stood after retrieving your keys, you looked at the man, no longer a stranger and yet everything about him was a risk. You didn’t know how to cope with the way he made your heart shudder and skip beats.

And then he smiled, repeating himself. “Well?”

“Well, what?”

“Gonna invite me home, temptress? Or can I only play with you in the depths of darkness?”

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