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sminiac · 1 month

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hi bub! hope ur doing well~ do you have any hcs for making out with xikers?

💌 — Hi my sweets ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა‎ !! I am doing well, hope you are too !!<3 and ofc I have some, just for you!

⋆ K. Minjae

He’s very ‘mine, mine, mine!’ when he’s able to just relax into your kisses, which he thinks of as kind of rare, so it’s quite the delicacy. At first he’s very quick tongued and eager, bordering impatient once you have the time to sink into each-others presence without a jarring disturbance, because of this his hands can move quite roughly, careless almost, he’s just so used to running high on a lot of you and not so much time. Wants to feel you up, wants you on him, everything, and normally you’d soften under his skin and allow him to move as he wants, but sometimes he needs a good reminder that he’s not always needed somewhere by someone else. I peg him as someone who is really good at kissing and not needing/wanting anything more, his self control is just mwah!

⋆ P. Junmin

Everything about him is so soft and patient, a meek thing when you’ve got him under your spell, which seems to be all the time- warming him up until he’s impossibly pliable when you’ve set a pace, established habits that he’s cutely trained to keep note of, some he can already wade through without taking the time to bear in mind the pattern beforehand. He knows how many beats to wait until you’re tilting your head to the opposite side of his so the transition is flawless, knows how to keep himself close and open for you without blocking your air. Sweet boy! He’s just so polite ???? Very hesitant with making noise and moving his hands to rest on places other than your waist, or face, so you’ve got to show him a little direction with it!

⋆ C. Sumin

A complete and utter sucker for feeling you up underneath your clothes, and I do mean his hands being on your skin, of course, but,, he’d also like toying with the band of your bra/panties just to tease you, frequently slips the pad of his finger under the band just to run against it. Needs to keep himself physically stimulated so he can focus on the task at hand, if he doesn’t then he’s so hurried in getting you undressed, it’s just so hard to kiss only your lips when you’re so pretty and smell so good, making the soft sounds you do whenever his tongue is playing with yours. Really likes the feeling of your bottom lip being softly bitten between his teeth and sucking on your tongue— really really likes when you suck on his, has the prettiest smile when he can faintly see your pretty lips wrapped around the length of the wet muscle.

⋆ H. Jinsik

#1 gum stealer, and smiler. You just make him so giddy he can’t stop it, sometimes he’ll even laugh a little, it’s never intentional, and he swears that he never feels the big grin that strains his cheeks until it hurts, only when you’re pulling away does he suddenly start to feel how sore his face is, but how could he ever care about being in pain when you’re kissing him in every and all the right ways possible? When he’s feeling a little emotional, more sentimental, the kisses are reduced to a slower pace, the passion and emotion is all still there, just more intensified due to how much he feels his emotions. Cradles your face so gently while simultaneously keeping you as close to him as possible, sometimes tears will slip due to how full he is with your love, how grateful he is for it, other times he starts getting chatty, he just needs you to hear how happy he is, don’t be surprised if a mix of both happen.

⋆ C. Hyunwoo

#1 HATER of chaste pecks on the lips. EVER. Will actually become upset if it’s done more than a few times, now the first few he’ll let slide, he knows how to be lenient, but don’t let it happen too often because then you’ll really start thinking hard about how he should’ve considered an acting career before debuting. He just loooves being dramatic and incredibly loud, lucky for you! making out just so happens to be his favourite! Shuts up immediately when you’re situating yourself in his lap every single time, admittedly he’s still a little shocked by how easily you give in to him, to the point where he forgets about you literally being his girlfriend and he’s just kind of like “Oh!😃” when you’re pulling him into you. A huge fan of hickey’s, giving them, receiving, likes breaking from the kiss so his hands can feel you up and he can suck a mark into your skin wherever he pleases. He’s also so vocal when making out, doesn’t spare you any of the sounds he’s capable of making.

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lil-elle · 19 days

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Close Quarters

group: xikers

pair: junmin x fem!reader

genre: college au, roommates to lovers, forced proximity, fluff, suggestive

word count: 3.2k

content: making out, coarse language, suggestive jokes

a/n: AAAAHHHH IM GOING CRAZY RAAGGHHH PARK JUNMIN

The rhythmic ticking of the library clock filled your ears as you mindlessly tapped your pencil against the desk, eyes flitting between the PowerPoint opened on your laptop and the blank paper in front of you as you tried and failed to put a single thought into words. You'd never struggled this much simply taking notes before, and you couldn't help but put all the blame on the one man that'd been taking over all your thoughts recently.

Suddenly, a strong arm reached over your head and shut your laptop, making you look up just to meet eyes with the exact man you'd been struggling to push out of your mind.

“Hey…” Junmin muttered, smiling softly.

“Hey there…” You smiled back, immediately forgetting all about the silent beef you had with the man looking down at you for making your study session much harder than it needed to be. “What're you doing here?” You asked with a slightly flirty lilt to your voice that you couldn't deny was slightly on purpose.

He gripped the back of your chair with both his hands, his knuckles grazing your shoulders and making your cheeks prickle with heat.

“Hmmm…just checking up on my favourite roomie.”

You giggled softly, watching the way his bangs fell as he tilted his head playfully. “I'm your only roomie.”

His smile widened slightly and you felt a small shiver run across your skin as he grazed the tip of his index finger across the nape of your neck, forcing you to train your eyes on the small mole on his nose to keep yourself from looking away.

“Well…I guess that means you're automatically my favourite…lucky you.” His warm breath hit your face as he spoke softly and you felt your heart melt inside your chest. You only realised how dazedly you were staring at him once he spoke up again, his fingers brushing over your forehead to swipe some hair from your face.

“We still on for tonight?” You smiled widely and nodded excitedly before he stood up straight and ruffled your hair. “Perfect. I gotta go now so…see you later at home.” You caught a glimpse of a small blush growing on his cheeks before he walked away, your eyes staying trained on his figure until he pushed through the library doors and was fully out of sight. You sighed in such a way that could only be described as ‘lovesick’ and turned your head back to your work, only to meet eyes with your friend sitting across from you. The friend you'd somehow completely forgot was there.

“Now what…was that?” She questioned. “You two got a thing going on or what?”

You felt your whole face flush bright red as you lifted your hands in defence.

“N-No!! He-Hes's just my roommate!” You stuttered out.

“‘Just’?”

“Y-yes! Nothing more. Nope! No funny business here!” You forced a laugh a little too loudly, flinching at the aggressive ‘shhhhh’ you received from a few surrounding students.

“Sure~” She responded sarcastically. You sighed and dropped your head against the desk. “But, y’know, as your friend I feel obligated to make sure you know how completely and totally heart-eyes he is for you.”

At that moment your head snapped back up and you had to force yourself to keep your voice down.

“...N-No way..” You chuckled wryly, turning your head away as if that would hide just how red your face was from her.

“Yes, way. The tension between you two is so insane, I felt it from all the way over here.”

“Shhhhh…” Your hands slowly creeped up over your face, the heat literally radiating from your skin like a heat pack. “I-I'm just a roommate to him. That's it…” You mumbled.

“Girl. He wants you. Like really wants you. The look in his eyes was like…he was basically undressing you with his eyes–”

“ABWUH-!?” You almost threw yourself over the table to clamp a hand over her mouth and shut her up. There was absolutely no way the rate at which your heart was beating was healthy. “How could you say that..??” You wanted to yell but your words ended up coming out in more of a whisper-shout. Your friend smiled, amused by your fluster.

“What? I'm just pointing out what I saw.” She chuckled lightly as you sunk back into your chair. “And what did he mean by ‘still on for tonight'? You sure you guys aren't dating?” You blushed hard for the billionth time, quickly stuttering back a defence. “W-We’re not! There was just this movie I wanted to watch…and he said he wanted to watch it with me so we're gonna have a whole movie night tonight at home.”

“And what kind of movie is it?”

You kept your eyes down at your paper as you spoke softly.

“...A romance.”

“Oh girl, he wants you so bad.”

“YOU-” You caught yourself, quickly glancing around to see if anyone heard your sudden loud tone, and sighing with relief to see all the other students too focused on their own work to notice. You pulled your lips together tightly, trying to suppress the embarrassment bubbling up and the unsteady beating of your heart.

“I….I gotta go!” You hastily shoved your things into your backpack, ignoring the chuckling of your friend, before slinging the bag over your back and turning on your heel towards the entrance.

“Good luck. Have fun~” You heard her say before shoving your earbuds in your ears and pushing the doors open, the breeze of the outside world cooling your fiery face. Breathing a small sigh, you began the journey from the campus back to yours and Junmin's small shared apartment, cursing the fact you had so many love songs on your playlist on the way.

You sighed as you flopped down onto your bed, tossing your bag next to you and pulling your earbuds from your ears. Rolling over onto your back and staring up at the ceiling, you thought back to all your friend had said, immediately feeling your face heat up again. “He wants you so bad”. If only it were true. A part of you really wanted to believe it was true, that maybe Junmin did feel the same way about you as you did about him. But you were terrified of the rejection if he didn't, terrified of the embarrassment. Hell, terrified of the awkwardness of having to continue living with the person who rejected you. You couldn't bear that. Therefore, you couldn't risk it.

You sat up weakly on the edge of your bed, grasping your phone and checking the time. At that moment you heard the front door click open, your legs picking you up off the bed almost on their own and carrying you to your bedroom door. You cracked the door open and your eyes met the back of Junmin's head as he placed his bag down on the counter. You smiled slyly, creeping out of your room and tiptoeing across the floor towards him.

“...Hey.” You poked his spine and felt him flinch.

“OH!” His head spun around and you watched his startled expression morph into a soft smile as his eyes landed on your face. “Hey…you startled me.” You took in the way his voice instantly changed to a smooth and gentle tone, so obvious that it made your heart flutter in your chest.

He turned his whole body to face you, crossing his arms and leaning back against the counter. “I didn't think you'd be home before me.”

Your smile widened.

“Well, I didn't think you'd be home so quickly! Did you ditch class or something~”

He chuckled softly.

“No, no, never. I just took the bus rather than walking. I wanted to be home before you but,” he trailed his eyes over your figure, making your stomach turn like crazy until he met your eyes again, “clearly that didn't work out.”

“Well…why'd you wanna get here before me, huh?” You poked at his arm playfully.

“I…wanted to surprise you.”

“Surprise…?”

He stepped aside and revealed the grocery bag sitting behind him. You stepped forward and peeked in like a little kid seeing what gift her parents bought her.

“I got all your favourite snacks. Yknow, for the movie tonight.” Your smile quickly widened and you gasped before turning to him and wrapping your arms around him, his hands quickly meeting your waist to steady the two of you.

“Thank you!”

You heard him giggle.

“Y-Yeah, of- of course, yeah, you're welcome.” His voice cracked slightly and you suddenly realised the position you two were in, completely locked in an embrace, his hands on your waist and your head against his chest. Without another second, you peeled yourself off him, scratching your cheek shyly and looking down at the floor.

“...Thank you…” you repeated in a calmer, shyer tone, the pounding of your heart resounding in your ears like a bass drum. A small chuckle left him and you peeked up at him to see him smiling so incredibly softly at you, your heart fluttering.

“...It's no problem…cutie..” That last word escaped his lips in a whisper as he turned away but you still heard it, the word hitting you and making your head spin. You were almost convinced you were going to pass out with how hard your heart was pounding. Did he have any idea at all of the effect he had on you?

“I'm just gonna get changed really quick..” he muttered before turning towards his room, the deep redness covering his ears shining brightly through his dark hair. You watched dazedly until he disappeared from sight, a habit you'd developed recently but had absolutely no problem with, before realising you were still in the clothes you went out in as well.

You rushed back to your room and changed into something much comfier: a pair of white cotton shorts and an oversized shirt that was only barely short enough to see the hem of the shorts. Entering back into the living room, your ears perked up to the sound of running water. “I guess he's taking a shower..” you thought as you began opening the bags of snacks and emptying them into various bowls so that the two of you had a whole selection as you watched the movie. You were carrying the final bowl over to the coffee table when you heard the bathroom door clicking open, your head instinctively snapping to look over, only to be immediately filled with regret. Junmin was ruffling his wet hair with a small towel, another towel wrapped around his waist and…well, that was it. You almost dropped the bowl you were holding at the sight of his muscular torso and arms, your mouth falling open and your face growing redder than ever before as your eyes stayed stuck on his abs.

His eyes met yours and widened, his own face developing a red hue of his own as he realised the situation.

“S-Shit- sorry!” He exclaimed before rushing into his room and slamming the door shut. You carefully placed the bowl down on the table before sinking to the floor, the sight of Junmin's toned torso burned into your mind.

“...Are you serious…?” You mumbled, sighing and rubbing your hands over your bright hot cheeks like that'd cool them down faster.

Soon, Junmin emerged from his room again in a shirt and sweatpants, shakily stepping towards where you had curled yourself up on the couch with a blanket.

“S-Sorry..” He stuttered, sitting on the far opposite end of the couch and scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. You took a breath and swallowed, keeping your eyes glued to the coffee table as you spoke, not even daring to look him in the eyes.

“It's good...just…what even went through your head to leave the bathroom like that when you knew I was out here?” You chuckled slightly awkwardly, trying to ease the thick tension between you two. He let out a sigh, relaxing into the couch.

“I don't even know…recently my brain has just not been working properly. It's like…I'm always in a daze and I can't think straight.”

You felt your heart jump as he described exactly how you've been feeling as well, the thought that he's been feeling the same making your mind run rampant. You lifted your head to smile shyly at him.

“Same…”

His eyes met yours and butterflies filled your stomach as he smiled that familiar soft smile, a light pink hue covering his cheeks and making him look sweeter than usual. Or maybe it was just your lovesick gaze that perceived him that way.

He scooted over closer to you and you followed suit until the two of you were huddled together, blanket across your legs and TV remote in Junmin's hand.

“Excited?”

You smiled widely and nodded.

“Yes! I've been wanting to watch it for ages but I just cannot watch movies alone like…I need someone to commentate to.” He giggled softly, beginning to navigate through Netflix. “I'm glad you wanted to watch this too. It feels like fate.”

“Hmm? O-Oh yeah…uh totally!”

He quickly found the movie and set the remote down next to him as it began playing. Immediately, you snuggled up to him, leaning your head against his shoulder as you desperately ignored the frantic beating of your heart. You could've sworn you heard his breath catch in his throat, but you didn't want to let your mind get taken over by your delusions and fantasies. Not now.

You focused on the movie as it began playing, the female lead introducing herself and the male lead as roommates in the way that a narrator would. You tilted your head to look up at Junmin, smiling softly and giggling.

“Look at that, they're just like us.”

He smiled down at you softly, stifling a giggle until his attention was drawn back to the TV by the sound of heavy breathing. The male and female lead were making out. Aggressively. You felt your whole face flush bright red and your mouth fall open, while Junmin quickly burst into a fit of squeaky laughter at the comedic timing of your comment.

“Oh yeah? T-They're just like u-us, huh?” He stuttered with a smile and a lightly cracking voice, looking down at you as you buried your face against his arm. Your whole body felt hot and your heart was pounding like crazy. You were embarrassed but a part of you wanted to be bold. A part of you wanted to take a risk. You couldn't help yourself anymore.

“...I hope so…”

Just 3 words, but they changed everything between you two. Junmin went completely silent and you clutched at his arm, waiting for him to say something. Anything. Eventually, you lifted your head and peered at his face, preparing yourself to see him looking down at you with disgust. You didn't even get the chance to see his expression before his lips found yours, one of his hands holding steady to the back of your head as he kissed you with a passion that knocked the wind out of you. The blanket slipped to the floor as he shifted his body to push himself further against you, his other hand splayed out across your lower back and pulling your body to curve with his as if he couldn't stand being even a single millimetre apart any longer. Your hands grasped at his broad shoulders as you fell back against the soft cushioning of the couch, Junmin's hand that was once behind your head now propping himself up over you as his lips relentlessly stole the air from your lungs. His still wet bangs fell over your forehead and forced a shiver up through your body as you gasped for air. You squeezed Junmin's shoulder and he finally took his lips off of yours, only to trail hot kisses over your cheek, jawline, and down your neck. Your stomach tingled and flipped with every press of his needy lips to your skin, his own breaths coming out in gasps like he was drowning. You brought a hand up into Junmin's hair and grazed your nails over his scalp, earning a soft groan from him before he pulled at the neckline of your shirt and sunk his teeth into the flesh of your shoulder. You couldn't help but gasp, tugging at his hair gently and shutting your eyes tightly as he began sucking a mark onto your skin. He disconnected after about a minute, not like you were in the right mindset to register the passing of time, his lips separating from your shoulder with a wet smack and you opened your eyes to see him looking down at his work with a dark gaze unlike anything you'd seen on him before.

“...Mine…” he whispered softly before meeting your eyes once again. He quickly began kissing over your cheeks again as if he was addicted to the way your skin felt against his lips.

“Junmin…” You mumbled, trying to get his attention as your brain began to go into overdrive.

“Junmin!” You exclaimed, patting his shoulder like a wrestler tapping out, and he suddenly pulled back with a startle.

“H-Huh? W-what? What's wrong?”

His face was so red and he was breathing so heavily you were worried he might pass out. You ran a hand softly through his hair as you stuttered shyly.

“...Um…does this mean…you like me too…?”

You finally saw some light enter back into his deep gaze as he giggled softly before leaning his forehead lovingly against yours.

“...What do you think?”

You couldn't help but giggle, your heart filling with pure joy and excitement as you pressed a smiley kiss onto his lips, receiving a surprised squeak in response. He chuckled softly as you pulled away before dropping his head into the crook of your neck comfortably.

“...I really like you…” He muttered, as if to assure you exactly what he felt and you felt your heart swell. You combed your fingers through his hair slowly, just enjoying the closeness between the two of you that you had craved for so long.

“Well I really really really really like you…” you responded in a whispered tone, feeling a shiver run down his neck from your words. He went silent for a few moments before breathing a hot breath against your neck.

“...Can we continue where we left off?” He muttered before lifting his head and looking down at your lips with a newly sparked fire in his eyes. To be honest, you wanted nothing more, but you also felt like teasing him a little.

“...Guess we're not watching that movie anymore.” You mumbled with an exaggerated pout. Almost immediately, he reached down to the floor and found the remote that'd been knocked off within the chaos of your passionate kiss. He quickly rewound the movie back to the beginning and paused it before placing the remote of the coffee table and cupping your face with his hand.

“There…” he huffed, already bringing his lips to meet yours again. You giggled softly.

“You're so-”

“Cute” was what you were going to say before the word was swallowed by his lips, and you were way too in love with him to care.

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

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bro-atz · 2 months

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pleaseeeee xikers reaction to you sitting on their lap (NOT IN A SEXUAL WAY!!!)

xikers reacting to you sitting on their lap — sfw

pair: xikers/gn!reader

word count: 1.1k

content: fluff, i should start adding comedy to this y'all keep laughing at yechan haha, nicknames (baby, sweetie, etc), some romantic/established relationships?, sfw!!!

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minjae

honestly, he loves this aspect of a relationship

but he only has so much patience

like he's a busy man! he's got things to do!

BUT if youre sitting on his lap while he's composing

like if youre sitting with your legs on either side of him and you're hugging him

he's totally okay with it

if anything, he actually loves it bc then he can get your opinion

and he can share his life with you a little more

"how does this sound?"

"good!"

but if youre sitting on his lap in the dorms

that lasts for a solid minute

then minjae is shooting up out of the chair and running around the dorm

he's a busy father after all

just stick to sitting on his lap in the studio to protect your bum from hitting the floor suddenly

junmin

oh my god junmin is adorable

the first time you sit on his lap he's like so shy

also scared like

are you comfy????

is he sitting in a position that strains your back????

and at first he's like silently worrying

but then he asks you

"baby, are you comfy"

"yes, junnie. your lap is very comfy."

"are you sure? bc if you want, i can—"

"junmin, i'm comfortable"

"yeah, but like, if i bring your legs around like this—"

and he proceeds to do so

your legs are dangling off his

and your ribs are pressed to his chest

"is this better?"

"you're always comfy baby. it's one of the things i love about you"

now why would you go and say that?

he's a blushing mess now oh dear

sumin

don't sit in his lap

ever

like yes sumin loves showing you affection

and he'll keep you nice and cozy

and hug you to his chest

his arms tightly around you

maybe even one on your calf just to give you more support

but then

he'll bite you

"ow! sumin!"

"hug tax, baby"

"hug tax my foot don't bite me!"

"okay okay"

"i'm serious sumin if you bite me i'm getting up"

"i won't i promise"

that promise flies out the window

and just as you said

you got up and walked away

well, you sent him flying out the window first then walked away /j

jinsik

oh he loves it when you sit on his lap

honestly he just loves when you're near him

so if you just wordlessly plop on his lap instead of next to him

he's a giggly mess

"hehe hi baby"

"hi jinsik"

you'll have a full conversation while sitting on his lap

and since you're on his lap right

you're slightly taller than him

so he's looking up at you

his eyes are sparkling

"you're so beautiful baby"

you're getting all shy

and you lowkey wanna move away before your heart can burst from your chest

but he has his arms firmly wrapped around you

just let him shower you with wholesome love and affection okay

hyunwoo

this is where hyunwoo's bf material really shows

he immediately welcomes you into his arms

and he's smiling

and hugging you

he props his legs up so you're not slipping off him

and he's periodically checking in with you

"good?"

"yes, hyunnie. very"

"can you just shift back slightly? you're mostly on my one leg"

"oh, sorry!"

"don't be. i just want to make sure we're both comfy"

and you shift slightly as he asked

"ah, much better. thank you baby"

"ofc, hyunnie"

junghoon

unfazed

like he's just watching tv

minding his business

and he doesn't realize you're sitting down next to him

quietly pouting

silently asking for his attention

and you take matters into your own hands at some point

and sit on his lap

and mans is still focused on the tv

"really? not even a hug?"

"you want to sit on my lap and want me to hug you?"

he sounds skeptical, but he's just genuinely curious

"yes"

"okay c'mere"

and you snuggle into his arms

btw his eyes are on the tv screen the whole time LMAO

seeun

he doesn't mind

but like in the same breath

his legs aren't t h a t strong

don't get him wrong, he can definitely support you

but like not for so much time

at least he's honest with you

"hey, baby, you know when youre in the bathroom for too long and your legs turn to static?"

"...are your legs asleep"

"yes"

at least youre on the sofa with him

you can sit on the sofa but rest your legs on his

and you try to make sure you don't put too much weight on him

he's a lil relieved

"the static is going away"

"lol seeun"

"thank you baby. i love you"

"love you too, seeun"

yujun

yujun is always happy to be involved no matter what it is

so if you wanna sit on his lap

be his guest

but honestly

his favorite thing to do while you sit on his lap

is feed you

also he loves peeling tangerines for you iykyk

"yujun i'm okay seriously—"

"you need to eat more! look, you're so light youre like flying off my legs"

and he bounces his legs, and you nearly fall off

you're about to argue

but he pops the slice into your mouth

"eat" he says in his best demanding voice, but he's still so sof

"if i eat will you let me be"

"if you eat i'll be the happiest person in the world and let you be"

hunter

okay hear me out

hunter's arms are like a seat belt

like you're sitting on his lap

and your back is pressed against his chest

and one arm goes over your shoulder while the other is around your waist

and his chin is resting delicately on your shoulder

(he doesn't want to dig his chin into your shoulder and hurt you)

"hi baby"

his voice is super soft since his lips are right by your ear

(he doesn't want to rupture your eardrum either)

"hi hunny"

"how was your day?"

"it sucked, but it's better now that i'm with you"

"i'm glad i make you feel better, but tell me about your day? it'll make you feel even better"

ugh he's so bf material fr

(i'm not crying who's cutting onions)

yechan

there are two different ways this could play out

he could either be immature and tell you to get off

"MY THIGHS! OW!"

but i say that's more his reaction if you aren't in a relationship and just friends

in a relationship tho

he'd tell you to come sit on his lap before you can even ask or just do

he's all giddy and excited and having a good time

(if he's in a good mood)

and his knees are lowkey bouncing you while he sways side to side

"hi, baby"

"hi yechannie, you're in a good mood"

"why wouldn't i be when you're here?"

and he's smiling at you with that cute giggly grin of his

eyes are crescents

so happy he is so happy

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chiiyuuvv · 1 month

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birthday present 🎁 p. junmin

you get a life sized teddy bear for your birthday

childhoodbestfriend/idol!junmin x fem!reader 0.5k words angsty

▸ 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺?

You could hear a voice that reminded you of your childhood, each one of your steps down the staircase light with hesitation yet curiosity, careful not to press down on the wood too hard for it would leave a creak, potentially alerting the others that may be downstairs you were awake. You could get a small glimpse of a silhouette, supporting your delusions that maybe it was him, but you still felt uncertain, anxiety running through your veins as this still could be a dream, you’d never know for sure.

Maybe it was your childhood best friend, but you doubt he’d come back for you after so many months. You were sure you left his mind as soon as he took the final step on the train, waving goodbye to his hometown while waving hello to the dreams he had sought after for so many years, adapting to the new environment he would be surrounded in, and who knows, even a girlfriend. You were sure his head was up into the clouds of fame and fortune, and although you missed him, you were still very proud of his accomplishments, thanking whoever was up in the sky for their blessings that made your friend so successful.

Your mother notices your disheveled stance at the end of the staircase, a fond eye smile being sent your way as everyone else follows suit, your father sending you your morning wave that you would have responded to per usual, if it weren't for the mysterious boy that sat facing your parents direction. You notice how the ball of hair was dyed in a different color, the shoulders more straight and defined, yet you still could tell who was sitting there, you were certain of it.

It felt like your life had shifted to a K-drama, the boy turning his head slowly for effect, a gasp leaving your mouth as you meet the familiar pair of eyes that you missed dearly. It was in fact–

“JUNMIN!!” You shout, imitating the scene junmin had created when he learnt he was going to be a trainee under KQ, the exact same waterfall leaving your eyes as you cry of surprise and joy, making your hindsight blurry from the water. You didn’t know junmin’s arms – which were so muscular than how you remembered – were already out until you sprint head-first into them, jumping up to wrap your legs around his waist for an enormous hug as he spins you around, beaming from ear to ear that this was no longer some cruel fantasy he could only dream of when he was alone.

“Did you really think I would forget about your birthday?” His voice cracks, a deep chuckle erupting from his throat as he puts you back on your feet, bumping his forehead into yours so he could look you in the eyes, his strong hands cupping your cheeks, the thumbs wiping the tears that escaped your eyes. Junmin felt incredibly homesick, ignoring how his cheeks created rivers just so he could console you, bringing you closer for another hug. “I missed you so much,” he whispers, pressing a kiss against your temple as he pushes your sobbing face into his neck, not caring about how wet he got from your tears. All that mattered was he was here, you were here.. You were finally here, together.

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xikersftv · 2 months

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seeun: so, do you recognize any of these men? yujun: i was hiding in the bathroom stall, so i didn't see his face, but i heard him. yujun: he was singing along to the music at the bar. seeun: do you remember what he was singing? yujun: i think it was that song "i want it that way"? seeun: backstreet boys, i'm familiar. seeun: okay, number one, could you please sing the opening to i want it that way? junghoon: really? junghoon: okay. junghoon: you are... my fire. seeun: number two, keep it going. jinsik: the one... desire. seeun: number three. hunter: believe... when i say. seeun: number four! junmin: i want it that way. seeun: tell me why! junghoon, jinsik, hunter, junmin, hyunwoo: ain't nothin' but a heartache. seeun: tell me why! junghoon, jinsik, hunter, junmin, hyunwoo: ain't nothin' but a mistake. seeun: now number five. hyunwoo: i never wanna hear you say... seeun: wooh! junghoon, jinsik, hunter, junmin, hyunwoo: i want it that way. seeun: hah, chills, literal chills. yujun: it was number five. yujun: number five killed my brother. seeun: oh my god, i forgot about that part.

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peachesyeo · 3 months

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obsession ── junmin joker

💌 parings: yandere!serialkiller!junmin x gn!reader 💌 genre: yandere, oneshot, horror 💌 contains: a whole scene of murder, horror, arson, the children's song 'five little ducks', gore(?), blood. minors dni. 💌 word count: 0.9k words.

:̗̀➛ 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 + 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 :̗̀➛ 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭? :̗̀➛ 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞? :̗̀➛ 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭? (for all works)

"Come out, come out, Wherever you are~"

You held your breath as you hide under the bed, your body frozen in fear. You could hear the dragging of his feet across the wooden tiles of the second floor. Your friend, who, unfortunately, was caught by him, had already stopped his screaming.

The Joker, the news had called him.

Park Junmin, a psychotic killer that had escaped the prison. Park Junmin, who had mercilessly murdered over twenty people in different fashions.

Park Junmin, your ex-boyfriend, whom you reported to the police. and has now come back to hunt for you, interrupting a sleepover party that your friend has invited you to.

"Five little ducks went out one day... Over the hill and far away..."

His singing was getting closer and closer, and you saw his dull boots standing in the doorway to the room you were hiding in. You clamped your hand over your mouth, praying that he will go away.

"Mother duck said quack quack, quack quack... Only four little ducks came back..."

He walked away. You let out a small sigh of relief, knowing that he had disappeared. But you freeze again, catching something that was rolling on the floor. Your hand was on your mouth again, this time to stop yourself from retching out loud.

Your best friend's head rolled to a stop, just right in front of the door. There was blood trailing on the ground from where it had rolled from. You could feel whatever food that was left in your gut threatening to resurface as you avert your eyes away from your friend's head.

That psycho had beheaded your best friend.

"Four little ducks went out one day, over the hill and far away..." Junmin's voice was further. You quickly rolled out from under the bed, taking the chance to run downstairs and get the hell out of this place.

"Mother duck said quack quack, quack quack..." You forced yourself to not look at your friend's head as you stepped over her and out of the room. Junmin's voice was coming from upstairs, and you quietly make your way over the corridor to the stairs, avoiding the pools of blood as you do so.

"And only three little ducks came back."

You swallowed a scream when you reached the stairs. Another one of your friends lay dead, her body separating into two at the hip. Her torso was at the foot of the stairs, her hands reaching out to the door. The lower part of her body was left at the mouth of the stairs. A fire had broken out on the first floor, blocking your way of escape.

You felt even more sick than before..

A piercing scream came from the third floor. That psycho has found another one of your friends. You bit your lower lip, your legs suddenly too weak to move. You listened, as your friend cursed at junmin, screaming for you to run.

"Three little ducks went out one day, over the hill and far away, mother duck say quack quack, quack quack..."

You picked yourself up, realizing the screaming has ceased. There was no way out for you now, and the only thing you can do is to somehow jump out of the window and escape Junmin. You stealthily make your way back to the room that you were hiding in previously, heading straight for the window.

"And only two little ducks came back."

Junmin's voice sounded dangerously close. You were certain that he was back on the second floor now. You quickly dive under the bed, back to your previous hiding spot. You watched in fear, as his boots appeared in your field of vision.

"Two little ducks went out one day..."

He entered the room, dragging a bloodied machete along with him.

"Over the hill and far away..."

He was checking the bathroom.

"Mother duck said quack quack, quack quack..." He exited the bathroom, opening the doors of the wardrobe.

"Only one little duck came back."

He closed the doors of the wardrobe, standing right in front of the bed. His machete, stained with the blood of your dead friends, was mere inches in front of you.

"Baby, all I ever wanted was for us to be together. Happily." Junmin sighed. You felt him climbing onto the bed. "You really broke my heart when you reported me to the police."

Lies. Junmin was just a psycho, you were sure of it. Your tears were rolling down your cheeks, and your face distorts to a silent scream as you feel him shift around in the bed.

"Remember what I told you before I left, baby? I promised you that I'll come back and take you with me, didn't I?"

His voice was light-hearted, with an element of excitement. Your eyes widened as the air tensed.

The mattress shifted slightly. You held your breath.

Without warning, a pair of hands grabbed your ankles, pulling you out from under the bed as you screamed and screamed, kicking at junmin to force him to let you go.

But his grip was tight.

You saw his face, illuminated by the moonlight. It was stained with dirt and blood, but also full of obsession and love as he grabbed you by your neck, forcing you onto the bed as he tightened his fingers around your throat.

You were caught.

"I always keep my promises, baby."

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lvcys · 9 months

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xikers - koong (2023)

쿵 쿵 쿵 oh, louder 슝 슝 슝 go higher 붕 붕 붕 on fire 쿵 쿵 쿵 we fly, yeah 쿵!!!

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sminiac · 5 months

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I drank a tea way too late at night and now it's almost 7am with no sleep so pardon me if I'm totally incoherent but. I've been playing my death metal favourites all night and I can't stop thinking of like. Xikers with a super scary chains+spikes metalhead s/o... Who among them would be intimidated and submissive to them and who would rise up and give them a challenge, rough them up like the bed is a mosh pit... I have my own ideas already but I'm curious to what others would think

I like the way you think🤭

At times Minjae has some lip to him, so I feel like he’d enjoy the taunting aspect to it, like purposefully being excessively difficult with you, whiny refusals and muttering back complaints under his breath when you ask something of him, he’s continuous in doing it only loud enough for you to hear, but muttered so it isn’t distinct enough to properly make out. It’s really all a ploy to get you riled up, quietly admires you with darting eyes, your aesthetic an entirely new sight to him that’s done not in a disingenuous way, he can’t help but fawn over you, especially when you’re being mean, when you aren’t treating him like delicate glass. Being used yet simultaneously taken care of would definitely be a sort of coping mechanism for him, knows he’s in safe hands so he just completely lets go, he’s yours, utterly and completely.

Ex: He’d definitely have a thing for particularly sharp jewelry, or even nails, the pleasure you provide his cock with mitigating the burning sting of something sharp being dragged across his thighs/chest that’s not quite sharp enough to break skin, but it’s something about the red lines appearing in the aftermath that has him wanting more.

Junmin would honestly, in my opinion, be quite the wildcard, I feel like surface level most would assume that he’d submit with ease, but something about him is telling me that he wouldn’t. Well, most of the time. I’d say maybe 50/50, like sometimes he’s whimpering out pleas that you: “Be mean to me, want you to be mean.” And would secretly enjoy the way you handle him so firmly, holding him by the square of his jaw, forcing him to watch the way your hand glides up and down his cock, a few degrading words slipping while you’re riding him, acting out only so he can receive more, but he’d also like to see someone as intimidating as you brought down to a whimpering puddle beneath him, because of him.

Ex: maybe it’s just me though, but I think he’d be so taunting about it, loves to point out everything, making fun of you but promises to make you feel good, that he’ll make up for it. I think the juxtaposition of being perceived as more soft and sweet vs enjoying being the one in charge is something that would feed into this too. Also, having his arms and legs restrained would be something he’s into, depends on the day.

For Sumin… now I had to come back to do him last because if I thought about it for too long my heart would break through the interior of my chest. I’m gonna play into the mean!Sumin thing I brought up recently because the image I have of him in my head fits a little too perfectly, but he’d definitely be the most aggressive, by far. Because tell me he wouldn’t stick his fingers down your throat to shut you up while he’s got you backed up against a wall, fucking up into you, his pace brutal, unfaltering. He can be so sweet and praising but if you want the. he’s saying nothing to you other than utter filth.

Ex: let me stop right there, but his arms 😵‍💫 putting you in a headlock??? Nah okay, I’m done let me chill out. He’d have a thing for stretched ears (self indulgent?) thinks they’re so cool, especially the tapers lol.

I think there’s no way Jinsik would wanna put up a fight against you, the most he’d have in his arsenal is a few weak snaps that he’d quickly apologize for, taking his words back as he’s scrambling to keep you close to him, sweet thing, just wants to feel you, wants you all over him. The type to be so fascinated by your level of self expression, brags about it, countless compliments whispered to you in public when he’s feeling needy and just can’t wait until you’re back at the dorms. Thinks it’s sexy how you take on the dominant role, has a thing for egging you on, “You gonna use me? God- please do, ‘s all I want, however you want me I’m all yours, only yours.”

Ex: would have a thing for his hair being pulled, and not the dainty tugs at his scalp but forcefully moving his head by a simple fist full of his hair, wants to be messed with, wants to be marked up, in whatever way you possibly can. Also, having a thing for his cock being hit/slapped, tries so hard not to cum on the spot, but if your spitting on it after, stroking him gently to make up for your harshness in quiet then he can’t help it.

Hyunwoo… now listen, this may be crazy but I can see him holding you down, like face down ass up with one arm, the other cracking harsh, self indulgent slaps against you, likes seeing how red your ass gets, his jaw pulled tight when you’re garbling out jumbled cries that it: “Hurts, Woo it stings- more!” over the wet sound of your cunt repeatedly swallowing him in. Would also have a thing for teasing you to the brink of tears, feigning empathy with a dramatic bump to his lip as his hand smooths against the irritated skin. “Poor baby, but you’re doing so good f’me, taking my cock so well. Makes me wonder how people would react to seeing you so obedient, letting me fuck you like this.”

Ex: a favourite position would have to be the mating press, likes seeing you cry while he’s fucking into you at an incomprehensible pace, the tip of his cock bumping into a place that has your vision going fuzzy at the edges. Pride swells inside in his chest when he sees that your eye makeup is completely ruined, especially if you use a lot of eyeliner/dark eye shadow.

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bro-atz · 7 months

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at some point, we grow up

in which: you and minjae are neighbors and grew up together not being able to stand each other, only for feelings to change as you got older

pair: minjae/gn!reader (brief moments of junmin/gn!reader)

word count: 6k

content: fluff, childhood friends, enemies to not really enemies?? (friends to lovers??? enemies to lovers???), barely friends, love triangle andioop, high school romance, kissing, one-sided crushes, love thy neighbor

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“Hey, it’s my turn to build the castle!”

You snatched the tiny shovel from your friend, only for him to snatch it right back. Upset, you complained to his mom. “Auntie! Minjae won’t let me build the castle!”

“Minjae, it is Y/N’s turn, so give the shovel back,” Minjae’s mom came in clutch.

“But this is our sandbox, and it’s in our yard. Y/N lives next door,” Minjae said, making somewhat of a valid point.

“Okay, but you suck at building castles. If I do it, then at least we’ll have an actual castle that won’t fall apart in two seconds.”

“I’ll crush your castle in one second, then.”

“Auntie!”

That’s was pretty much how most of your childhood went: playing in the backyard with your next door neighbor, Minjae. The aunties in the neighborhood liked to joke that the two of you would grow up and get married, but they’d immediately take it back when they saw you chase Minjae around the neighborhood with a worm on a stick or a ball of mud. Minjae was also afraid of heights, and you used that to torment him whenever he was being mean or annoying by grabbing one of his shoes then climbing up a tree so that he couldn’t get it, thus earning the nickname of monkey (well, Minjae was the only one who ever called you monkey).

On your way to school, you would never, ever sit next to him on the bus. He was a popular kid, so he sat in the back of the bus. You, on the other hand, wanted to get off the bus as soon as possible, so you sat in the very first seat. Sure, you were neighbors and would play together after school, but that didn’t mean you had to be friends with him in school. Honestly, you wouldn’t even categorize Minjae as being a friend. He was a last resort— someone you tolerated just enough that you would let go of whatever grievances you have with him in order to avoid a boring day at home.

Minjae seemed to be the same way. At school, he wanted nothing to do with you. When it was time for recess, he and his friends would be on the court playing basketball while you and your friends would play on the playground swinging from the monkey bars or going down the slide or just sitting on the swing waiting for the wind to push you. Even if you both were in the same homeroom, you would keep your distance. He didn’t want people knowing he was your neighbor, and likewise you with him.

There were eleven houses on your block, and the families on the block would gather for potlucks every so often. You and Minjae were the oldest out of all the kids. The rest of the kids were younger than you by a year or two difference, but when you’re a kid, a year is such a huge difference. You and Minjae never wanted to interact with the younger kids because they were so young and obnoxious, and the two of you had more experience in life. That being said, you hated that there was no one else for you to really hang out with at those dinners.

Usually, during these dinners, the families would be busy eating and chatting in the dining room while the rest of the kids would sit in the living room, eating and talking or watching TV. The younger kids always wanted to play while the older kids opted to watch TV. The two of you would sit together— but not too close— and just watch whatever was playing in silence.

The running joke during these dinners was that you and Minjae were going to end up together (which wasn’t really refuted by the time you both entered middle school because you stopped chasing Minjae around with bugs), but you and Minjae still got annoyed by the teasing to the point where the two of you stopped hanging out after school— heck, you both had to walk home after school, but you never walked together even though you were next door neighbors. That being said, you would still reluctantly keep each other company at these stupid neighborhood block dinners.

“Dude, you’re breathing so loud. Shut up,” you told Minjae at one of the dinners while kicking his leg.

You both were in your final year of middle school. The other kids were in their own world as per usual, and you and Minjae decided to watch a movie as per usual, but Minjae was breathing too loud for you to watch the movie.

“I’m not breathing loud. You are.”

“Am not!”

“Are too!”

The two of you started kicking each other while yelling insults at each other.

“Do you have a problem with watching a movie silently or something? Just stop breathing for a second!” you said with complete annoyance.

“Your nose is the one that keeps whistling! Remind me to tell auntie to make you get plastic surgery— that should also help fix your ugly monkey face,” Minjae shot back.

“You’re the ugly one, mop head! If you won’t stop breathing, then I’ll make you stop breathing!”

You got Minjae in a headlock and pinned him to the ground, hoping that if you choked him hard enough that he’d stop breathing and you could watch the movie in peace.

“Ew, get a room,” one of the boys commented as he looked at the two of you.

“Shut up, Hyunwoo,” both you and Minjae spat out.

“Aw, you both are synced up and everything. You’re totally meant to be,” Sumin, one of the more chaotic boys of the group, teased.

“Bro, I will make you stop breathing, too,” you warned him.

“Ha, I’d like to see you try!”

Next thing you all knew, everyone worked together to tear you and Sumin apart. You had your hand around his neck while he had your hair bunched up in his fists. Jinsik, Sumin’s best friend, was pulling Sumin away while Yujun, one of the youngest boys, worked on getting his fingers out of your hair. Junghoon, Hyunwoo’s best friend, and Hyunwoo pulled your hands away from Sumin’s neck while Minjae had his arms wrapped around your waist and tried to pull you away that way. Hunter, Seeun, and Yechan, the other younger kids of the group, were busy laughing at the whole scene.

“You both gotta stop before the parents see, guys!” Yujun rationalized.

Reluctantly, the two of you released one another. You glared at Sumin, who responded with a stink eye. You lunged at the annoying-ass boy again, but Minjae was still holding you back.

“F— Minjae! Let go!” you nearly swore as you tried to wriggle out of his grasp.

Immediately, Minjae let go, earning a look of disgust from you.

“See? Meant to be,” Sumin teased once more.

“I’ll kill you!”

The rest of the night consisted of the other eight boys trying desperately to keep you and Sumin away from each other.

One day on your way back from school in the wintertime, it was snowing outside. You, like an idiot, forgot to bring a scarf or a hat to protect yourself from the snow. Snow didn’t bother you like that, but it did make your hair wet, and you always got sick after walking outside in the cold with wet hair. You stood by the exit and sighed deeply before walking outside into the winter wonderland.

After two minutes of walking in the snow, your hair was covered with thick chunks of snowflakes. You brushed the snow out of your hair before it could melt when you suddenly felt something land on your head— a hat. You looked to your side to see Minjae walking right next to you bundled up in his winter jacket, his face buried in a knit scarf.

“Thanks...” you mumbled while you put the hat on properly. “I’ll return it to you later.”

“No, that’s for you. Mom made it for you and told me to give it to you. I kept forgetting,” Minjae said roughly.

“Oh… Tell her I said thanks.”

“Will do.”

After the conversation ended, you thought Minjae was going to walk ahead to maintain some distance between you two, so you were surprised to see that he was walking right next to you. You didn’t want to say anything because, while you didn’t really care for his company, it was nice not walking home alone for once. The entire walk home, you both were completely silent while listening to your own music with your own ears buds in both ears, but you kept each other company.

High school was pretty much the same as elementary school. You thought you and Minjae had gotten closer since middle school, but he went right back to his old ways after middle school ended, but you weren’t bothered because you had your own friends and the two of you didn’t even have classes together, so you really weren’t upset that the distance between you two grew. Well, that’s how it was freshman year. Sophomore year, however, things changed.

There was a new family that moved into the block. There was an older couple who moved out— they never had a kid, so your group didn’t change— but the new family had a son named Junmin. He was in the same year as you and Minjae. You briefly interacted with Junmin at the first block party that he attended, but other than the parties, you had no real reason to interact with him.

Minjae was already on the school basketball team freshman year, so when Junmin joined the team sophomore year, the two of them immediately befriended each other. They would sit together on the bus ride home (whenever they didn’t have practice) all the time and talk and laugh while you sat elsewhere talking to some of the other kids in the neighborhood. Even when the three of you got down at the same bus stop, you would just walk home without acknowledging either of them, your headphones blasting music in your ears to make you seem like less of a dick. However, that dynamic only lasted the one semester. It was the first day of the spring semester classes that your world changed.

“Good morning, Y/N,” Junmin greeted you one morning.

He plopped into the seat and sat right next to you. Despite the fact that you had headphones in, you could still hear him. It was too early in the morning for you to react in a timely manner, so you sat and stared at him in bewilderment before responding, “Good morning…”

“Is it okay if I sit here?”

Junmin asking that question well after he got comfortable in the seat was kind of pointless, and while you didn’t really want him to sit next to you, the bus was already moving. You had no choice but to nod. You turned away from him and turned up the volume of the song you were listening to, hoping that he would get the hint and not talk to you. Even though you were listening to music on full blast and you were looking out of the window, Junmin wanted to talk.

“Y/N, I have a question,” Junmin patted your shoulder lightly, trying to get your attention.

With a heavy sigh, you paused your music, took your headphones out, and gave him your somewhat complete attention. As much as you didn’t want to talk to him, he wasn’t a bad kid, so you didn’t want to be too rude to him.

“Why don’t you ever sit with us in the back?”

“Who? You and Minjae?”

“Yeah. We’re all neighbors, after all. Sumin, Jinsik, and Hyunwoo also sit with us.”

“First of all, it’s too early in the morning to deal with all of Sumin’s screaming—”

Right on cue, Sumin laughed loudly, giving you a slight headache.

“That’s fair,” Junmin acknowledged while rubbing his ringing ear.

“And second of all, we’re not friends like that. I’ve never been friends with anyone in the group like that,” you explained.

“Is there a reason why?”

“…No. That’s just how our lives unfolded. None of us are too bothered by it.”

“Why don’t you try to be proper friends with us? It’ll be fun,” Junmin encouraged you.

“And talk about what? I don’t play basketball or watch the games, and we don’t even have classes together. There’s nothing to really talk about with all of you,” you sighed, wondering why Junmin was trying so hard to make all of you guys be friends.

“Okay, fine. But I’m sure you and I can find something to talk about.”

“Like what?”

“Um… What song were you listening to just now?”

You showed him the song, and he immediately gushed on and on about the artist. The two of you ended up discussing music the rest of the bus ride to school.

The two of you got off the bus and walked towards the building together, only to see Junmin get whisked away by the boys.

“Bye, Y/N! See you later!” he called while waving as his friends dragged him away.

You waved in response, an amused smile on your face.

Minjae, meanwhile, decided to grill Junmin as they entered the school through a different entrance.

“Why did you sit by Y/N today and not us?” he asked.

“I mean, we all live on the same block, so why not be friends?”

“You barely talk to Y/N at the block parties, what do you mean?” Sumin furrowed his eyebrows.

“I mean, like… Well… I think we—”

“Guys, get the hint. Junmin has a crush on Y/N,” Jinsik pointed out while rolling his eyes.

“Really? On Y/N?” Hyunwoo was shocked.

Junmin couldn’t even deny his feelings— his face was already bright red. He nodded, and the group immediately erupted into debates about you. Minjae, on the other hand, kept quiet. He was baffled. Why did Junmin have a crush on you, the weird kid who chased him around with a bug on a stick, the crazy kid who tried to fight him, the kid who barely talked to him? He just couldn’t imagine anyone having feelings for you of all people.

You didn’t realize that you, Junmin, and Minjae all had lunch at the same time until you bumped into Junmin— you were with your friends, and the bell rang so you were off to your next class.

“Sorry— Oh! Y/N! You have lunch this period, too?” Junmin was mildly surprised to see you.

“Yeah, you too?”

“Yep.”

“Hey, Y/N,” Minjae put his arm over Junmin’s shoulder, nearly knocking the boy down.

“Hi, Minjae…” you were confused— why was Minjae talking to you?

“Do you still wear that hat my mom gave you?”

You were seriously weirded out. Minjae never talked to you in school, and now he wanted to know about what clothes you wore? “Yeah, I wore it to school today.”

“I thought I saw you wearing it. My mom has another one she made for you. I’ll give it to you later.”

“Okay…? Uh… Bye, Minjae. Bye, Junmin.”

You waved and immediately started walking to class, your friends squealing beside you.

“What’s with you guys?” you asked.

“Junmin is totally into you,” one of your friends said.

“No, Minjae likes Y/N,” another friend stated.

“OMG, what if Y/N is trapped in a love triangle? This is so cute, I’m so jealous!” a third friend added their opinion.

“Stop. Minjae’s just my next door neighbor, and Junmin lives on my block. We’re just neighbors,” you shot down their delusional theories almost immediately.

“Well, if you had to choose between them—”

“No, neither. I’m good. Come on, we’re going to be late for class.”

The bus rides to and from school confused you. Not only was Junmin sitting by you, but Minjae was as well, which ultimately led to Sumin, Jinsik, and Hyunwoo to sit by you all. You barely talked while the rest of the boys screamed about something or the other, but you did feel a little closer to them. You didn’t know how you felt about that, but it wasn’t so bad being friendly with them.

When February came around, your friends teased the shit out of you. They kept saying that Junmin or Minjae would bring you something for the most romantic day of the year, and that they both would compete to get you the better present. You kept telling them that no, that was not going to happen, but at lunch, Junmin approached your table.

“Y/N,” he said as he handed a tiny bag of chocolate truffles to you. “Happy Valentine’s Day.”

“Th-thank you…” you mumbled while taking the present from him.

Just as quickly as he arrived, Junmin disappeared, leaving your friends to squeal. You tossed the chocolate into your backpack.

“Alright, ladies. If Minjae also gives Y/N chocolate, then I win the bet,” one of your friends said.

“Well I definitely lost… Can’t believe it… I thought Minjae would give Y/N chocolate first,” another friend said.

“See, I told you Junmin would give Y/N chocolate first, and I still think that Minjae isn’t interested,” the third friend said with a grin.

“Why are you betting on my life?” you asked with a sigh.

“We’re betting on your love life—”

“Nonexistent. I don’t have one, and I don’t want one, so stop it,” you said, hoping that you shut down their betting pool.

The bus ride home that day was quiet. Minjae and Junmin were at practice, and somehow, Sumin, Jinsik, and Hyunwoo all managed to get detention together. You treasured the quiet bus ride and had a peaceful time on your way home.

It was snowing when you got home. Snow in February was a little weird, but global warming messed with everything, so it didn’t surprise you anymore. You watched the snow flutter to the ground as you sat at your desk and finished your homework for the night before heading into your living room to sit and watch TV.

The doorbell from the backyard rang around seven in the evening. Mildly annoyed, you went to the backyard to see Minjae wearing his winter coat and scarf. Before you could even unlock the door, Minjae gestured for you to meet him by the sandbox in his backyard. You, completely annoyed by that point, grumbled to yourself as you wore a jacket and boots— it was still snowing outside, but you didn’t think you’d need a hat because you didn’t plan on being outside for more than two minutes.

“What is it?” you asked Minjae as you trudged through the snow.

“Here,” he held out a bag. “For you.”

“Uh, thanks?”

You took the bag from him and waved, assuming that you were good to leave, but Minjae grabbed your hand. He took the bag back and took out whatever was in it before placing it on your head.

“I told you my mom made you another hat. Try it on.”

He held the bag for you as you put the hat on properly. It fit nicely, and it was a rather cute hat.

“Tell your mom I say thanks, then,” you nodded, a small smile on your face as you appreciated the hat.

Minjae nodded. He handed the bag back to you and uttered a small “bye,” before shuffling back to his house. The bag seemed empty, so you wondered why on Earth he left you with the bag. You realized why he did when you got home— there was a tiny tootsie roll in the bag.

You sat in your room, the two chocolates in front of you. You stared at them in confusion. You were about to overthink the chocolates, but then your mother called you into the kitchen. You tossed them into a random drawer in your desk and made your way to the kitchen, completely forgetting about the chocolates.

The rest of the year was annoying, and as was the fall semester of your junior year. Minjae constantly greeted you in the halls whenever you saw him, but it was never in a, for lack of better terms, normal way. Sometimes, he’d make monkey noises and then say that he was doing his impression of you, or he would intentionally run his shoulder into yours, and sometimes he would slam your locker shut just as you opened it.

Junmin, on the other hand, didn’t get to see you as often. His classes were always on the opposite side of the school, and he didn’t even have lunch with you. Because of this development, all of your friends “flipped to Team Minjae”.

“Y/N, face it. Minjae is totally into you,” your friend said to you while walking through the halls, moments after Minjae rammed his shoulder against yours.

“No, he’s not. He used to do this to me all the time when we were kids. This is how he is,” you said while rubbing your shoulder— the impact hurt a little, not going to lie.

“These are things that boys do to their crushes, though. Maybe he liked you when you were kids.”

“Absolutely not. He always destroyed my sand castles and…” you couldn’t think of other things he did to you because you would hold a bug and chase him around before he could do anything to you— preventative measures. “Anyway, we’re childhood friends… No, not even friends. We’re neighbors. That’s all we’ll ever be.”

Junior year meant you could drive home, so you didn’t take the bus anymore. You didn’t see either Minjae or Junmin when you got home, which was always somewhat of a relief because you were tired of seeing Minjae at school. Junmin, on the other hand, wasn’t bad. Seeing him was never irritating.

You shook your head. Why were you thinking about those boys in the first place when they didn’t hold a special place in your heart? They weren’t worth the thought. You had other things to think about, like your grades; not boys, and definitely not the neighbor boys.

“Y/N!” Minjae called your name while you walked through the halls.

“God…” you muttered under your breath before turning to him and asking loudly, “What do you want, Minjae?”

“Come here,” he walked towards the stairwell.

Reluctantly, you did as he said and joined him in the stairwell. “Okay, what is it?”

He closed the door to the stairwell. You narrowed your eyes. What was he doing?

“I have something I want to tell you.”

“Yeah? What is it?”

Minjae took a step towards you, and you immediately took a step back. He was definitely acting weird. He kept walking towards you, and you kept walking backwards away from him, only for your back to hit the wall. Your eyes darted back and forth as he pinned you against the wall. His face was so close to yours that you felt like you could count each individual, surprisingly gorgeous, eyelash of his.

“I like you, Y/N. Go out with me,” he said quietly but not so quietly that you couldn’t hear him clearly.

“Minjae, stop messing around.”

You tried to push him away and leave, but he grabbed your arms and pinned them above your head to the wall. One hand holding your arms and his other hand pressing against the wall by your hip, Minjae said, “I’m serious, Y/N. I like you. I really fucking like you.”

Your eyes went wide— you’d never heard him say the f word before. Your heart raced as he leaned in, his lips nearly brushing past yours…

Then, your alarm went off. You sat up immediately, your forehead breaking into a cold sweat. What the fuck was that dream?!

You couldn’t face Minjae normally after that dream ever again. You did you best to avoid him at any given moment in the day to the point where you just carried all your textbooks with you so that you wouldn’t have to stop at your locker. Your friends didn’t realize that you were trying to avoid him, so they just assumed that Minjae lost interest. At least your love life was no longer a topic of discussion within your group.

You did a good job in avoiding him until the block party. You couldn’t believe that you had to face him during the party, and it made you nervous as hell. Your heart was already fluttering before you even saw the guy. How on Earth did one measly dream make you crush on a boy that was mean to you all through your childhood?

The party was at Junmin’s house that time. Your family was the first to arrive at the party, which thankfully meant that it was just you and Junmin.

“Hey, I haven’t seen you in a while,” Junmin greeted you with a smile.

He was sitting in the living room flipping through channels. You took a seat next to him. “I know, right? How’ve you been?”

“Busy. Practice got so much more intense now that we’re on varsity.”

“We?”

“Yeah, me and Minjae.”

Your heart skipped a beat. Even the mere mention of his name freaked you out. You hated that.

“How have the games been?” you asked, desperately trying to return your heart rate to normal.

“We’re doing well this season! You should really come for one of our games. We have a home game next week.”

“I don’t know… I’m not a huge basketball fan…”

“You won’t know if you don’t try. At least come for me? Please?”

Junmin stared at you with the most adorable puppy dog eyes, making your heart flutter. Unable to deal with his cute face, you nodded, his eyes immediately sparkling after.

“Promise?”

He held out his pinky.

“Promise.”

You locked your pinky with his.

Even when Minjae arrived at the party, you didn’t realize, nor were you bothered by it. It had just been so long since you had seen Junmin that the two of you talked the entire night. Minjae didn’t even approach the two of you because he had no idea what you both were talking about.

“They’re so cute together, aren’t they?” Minjae heard the aunties talking.

“They are! It would be so cute if they started dating.”

“Can I tell you ladies a secret?” Junmin’s mom approached the women. Minjae, still within earshot, heard Junmin’s mom say, “Junmin’s liked Y/N for a while. Hyunwoo’s mom told me.”

“Why Hyunwoo’s mom?”

“Because Hyunwoo can’t keep a secret.”

Minjae frowned. He had no idea that Junmin was still into you like that. With a shrug, he walked away from the gossiping aunties and hung out with the other boys, leaving you and Junmin to talk the rest of the night.

And lo and behold, the aunties spoke the ship into existence. After you promised Junmin that you’d go to the home game and followed through with your promise, Junmin was delighted. He asked you out that night after their school won— you both were walking back to your car, and he asked you when you got to your car. He was ecstatic when you said yes, but he didn’t kiss you. No, he hugged you, told you that he’d text you about taking you on a date, and left to get into his own car.

Your relationship with Junmin lasted the rest of your high school lives. You went to every single basketball game, you both took turns driving to and from school, and he even took you to prom. Your first kiss happened during your senior year homecoming, and, well, progressed to be more intimate as time went on.

Junmin made you completely forget about your brief crush on Minjae, so when you met them at the games, you talked to Minjae normally. Minjae, on the other hand, distanced himself, using the excuse that he hated romance as a reason to keep away (not that you cared about the justification).

When the three of you graduated, the aunties wanted the three of you to stand together and take a picture. You wrapped one arm around Junmin’s and leaned into him, Minjae standing awkwardly next to you.

“What are you doing? Come here,” you stretched your arm out for Minjae and linked arms with him.

Minjae ears went red, and his face turned a dusty shade of pink. Nonetheless, he kept his arm linked with yours, and the huge gap that was between the two of you disappeared. The pictures turned out great with all three of you standing near each other with wide smiles on your faces. The pictures were so good, in fact, that you didn’t even notice that in one of the pictures, Minjae was looking at you longingly despite the fact that he was standing right next to you.

After you graduated from college, you decided to go home for a couple of months. You were tired from studying and just wanted a little break before starting to work. Also, living rent free didn’t sound too bad, and you missed your mom’s cooking. So many reasons to go home.

Being home, though, you were worried about running into Junmin. The two of you broke up the first year of college because long distance wasn’t working out for the two of you. There weren’t any hard feelings, but Junmin did find a new significant other, so you didn’t want to interact because you were completely and utterly single.

Since you had nothing to study for and no work to do, you found yourself wondering what to do with yourself. So, one day, you laid down in the grass in your backyard and just stared at the sky. You thought about how simple life used to be and thought about what you did as kids to pass the time. Sure, there was the sandbox, which Minjae’s mom got rid of the second all the kids on the block went to college, and there was a park nearby, but that definitely wasn’t all of it. You were thinking about it so hard that you didn’t even realize someone had approached you, their head moving over you and blocking the view.

“Y/N?”

“Jesus!” you sat up immediately, nearly screaming. “Minjae! You scared the shit outta me!”

“Sorry,” Minjae apologized, although he didn’t sound sorry in the slightest. “Mind if I join you?”

You patted a spot of grass next to you, Minjae promptly sitting there. The two of you sat in complete and utter silence. The sound of the wind and the birds filled the silence, but for some reason, it just made you even more aware of the fact that you didn’t even know what to talk to Minjae about. So, you laid back down in the grass and stared at the sky. Minjae mirrored your actions.

“What are we looking at?” Minjae asked, being the first one to break the silence.

“Well, I was thinking more than looking…”

“Thinking about what?”

“About how we used to the pass time as kids. Like, other than the sand pit and the park, what else did we do?”

“You would steal my shoe and climb up a tree so that I couldn’t get it because you knew I was afraid of heights,” Minjae responded almost immediately.

“Oh, right,” you couldn’t help but laugh. “I did use to do that, didn’t I? Are you still afraid of heights?”

Minjae didn’t respond, making you laugh harder. You sat up and clutched your stomach as you laughed your ass off. Minjae sat up too, a small frown on his face.

“Come on, it’s not easy to get over a fear…” Minjae pouted.

“No, you’re right,” you agreed as you wiped tears from your eyes— you laughed so hard you started crying. “I’m sorry for laughing.”

“That’s okay.”

You stood up and held your hand out to help Minjae up. After dusting your pants off, the two of you walked to the neighborhood park. You sat on the benches near the basketball court and continued talking.

“Do you still play basketball?”

“Not competitively, but for fun, yeah.”

The two of you talked about very surface level things, but your conversation stretched out and kept going and going. You never realized you could talk to Minjae for so long, but the two of you weren’t children anymore. You grew up, and with growing up comes different conversations.

Both of your families ended up having dinner together, his parents grilling you about job prospects and your parents with him. By the end of the exhausting interrogative dinner, you and Minjae stood outside on the deck. It was pretty dark outside, and the only thing to illuminate the area were the porch lights of all the houses.

“Did you hear about Junmin?” Minjae asked tentatively.

“Yeah… I mean, good for him. He’s a nice guy,” you said with a sigh.

“What about you?”

“What about me what?”

“Are you seeing anyone?”

You burst out laughing. Hearing those words from Minjae’s mouth was so foreign, and you never ever thought he would say that phrase to you.

“What’s so funny?” Minjae looked at you with concern.

“No, it’s just— You sounded almost like an ex-boyfriend,” you explained after calming down. “But, no. I’m not. Are you?”

“I mean, I am an ex-friend that is a boy,” Minjae mumbled, but you didn’t hear him. Louder, he answered your question, “No, I’m not either.”

“Why not?” the words flew out of your mouth.

“What do you mean why not?” Minjae asked with a laugh. “I just never found someone that I really liked.”

You nodded— it was the same for you after you broke up with Junmin.

The two of you went silent. The only thing you could hear were the buzzes of grasshoppers and cicadas. From inside the house, your mothers were looking at your backs.

“Remember when we used to say that these two would get together?” your mom whispered to Minjae’s mom.

“Yes, I do… Do you think they will?”

“Maybe… Should we keep watching?”

“I don’t see why not.”

The two of you were unaware that your mothers were watching you— your backs were still facing them as Minjae spoke softly.

“I have something to tell you.”

Your mind immediately flashed back to the dream you had about him, and memories of crushing on Minjae flooded your brain. You felt your face heat up as Minjae turned his entire body to face you. He didn’t take a step towards you like he did in the dream, but he did scoot the tiniest bit closer to you.

“Remember when you and Junmin started dating?”

You were not expecting him to say that. Your heart calmed down slightly, and you nodded in response.

“Well, back then, right before you two started dating, you came to watch our game for the first time. My heart skipped a beat because I thought that you came to see me even though I knew you were there because he asked you to come… And I kept thinking about how nice it would have been if you were there for me and not him…”

Your jaw dropped. Was Minjae… Confessing?

“I don’t even know when I caught feelings for you, Y/N… All I know is that whenever Junmin talked about you, I’d get annoyed, so I’d annoy you. I liked when you gave me your attention, and when you started avoiding me—”

“You knew I was avoiding you?” you interrupted.

“Of course I did. You’re not as subtle as you think. I don’t know why you were, but I decided to lay off because I thought you were upset with me. I didn’t want to upset you…”

Empty noises left your body. You didn’t even know how to respond to that revelation with anything other than the truth.

“Seeing you with Junmin was hard… I kept wishing I was him…”

“Minjae…”

“Tell me something, Y/N. Did you hate me back then?”

You had to tell him the truth. “No...” you bit your lower lip and looked down. “I avoided you because… I had a crush on you… And we grew up together so I thought it was weird and that I shouldn’t have been looking at you like that…”

“So you didn’t avoid me because you hated me?”

“I hated you when we were kids, but I never avoided you when we were kids.”

Minjae bit back a slight laugh. He smiled with relief, and your heart raced. He had the same face he did when you were younger, but he looked so much more attractive now, like he grew into his features. You felt your heartbeat louder when Minjae leaned into you.

“Y/N, I have something I want to tell you.”

God, your dream was happening. Your high school dream was coming to life.

“Yeah? What is it?”

“I like you.”

He reached out and cupped your cheek, your face instantly heating up.

“Can I take you on a date sometime, some place?”

This was so much nicer than your high school dream, to say the least.

“I would like that.”

“And… Would it be okay if I kissed you right now?”

“I would really like that…”

Minjae couldn’t help but smile. You felt his hand snake around your waist and pull you even closer to him. Your hands rested on his shoulders as he brought your face towards his, his lips brushing against yours.

This time, you didn’t wake up— you were awake, and this very real Minjae was actually kissing you. The first kiss was soft, but the second was passionate, desperate. His hold on you got tighter, and he kissed you as if he was trying to make up for lost time. Butterflies filled your stomach. When his lips trapped your lower lip and sucked lightly, you felt the world spinning. He leaned into you and kissed you harder, both of his arms around your waist. Your hold on his shoulders was weakening— the more he kissed you, the more your mind went blank.

Yet, when he released your lips and moved back, you leaned towards him wanting more. You moved your hands so that they held onto his neck and pulled him towards you again. His lips were addicting, and you wanted more of him. But, he kept making little comments in between the kisses.

“I like you, Y/N.” Kiss. “I seriously like you.” Kiss. “I like you so much.”

He tried to kiss you again but you covered his lips with your hand and said, “Shut up. Do you have a problem with kissing without talking or something?”

“No, monkey.”

“Monkey?!” you slapped his shoulder. “If I’m a monkey, then you’re still a mop-head.”

“I’ll be your mop-head,” Minjae rubbed his nose against yours lightly. “And you’re my monkey.”

“Don’t make me put you in a headlock.”

“Kinky.”

“Minjae!” you gasped, your face immediately heating up.

“I’m kidding! Just kidding,” Minjae laughed at your red face and hugged you.

You hugged him back and sunk into his warmth and familiar, natural scent. And when he leaned back to look at your face, you kissed him quickly, smiles blossoming on your face, then his.

You both finally turned towards the house to head back inside, only to see your moms and dads watching the whole scene unfold with popcorn in their hands. The two of you immediately separated, the two of you now completely embarrassed.

“See, we told you that you’d end up together!” Minjae’s mom said with a laugh.

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