#han ff

[tokkibbang00]

BACKBURNER - HAN JISUNG (1)

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS, DO NOT INTERACT. UNEDITED.

synopsis: It's no secret to anyone with eyes that the two of you had something special. But sometimes, special isn't just enough. You think you can stay away and prevent yourself from further falling for Han Jisung. Clearly, you were wrong. No matter how much you try to walk away, he always comes back after you— always comes back to you. inspired by Niki's Backburner.

rating: (n)sfw

pairing: idol!jisung x idol!afab reader, ??? x idol!afab reader

genre: slight angst, hints of fluff (ig), idol!au, mutual pining.

warnings: cursing, slightly suggestive, jisung is kind of stupid and is a red flag 😭, kind of dialogue heavy.

word count: 3051

date posted: 07-07-23

It feels like fate was testing your patience, and the test comes in the form and name called: Han Jisung.

Comeback season was over and you were drinking with your bandmates in the dorm to celebrate. A few cans of beer were scattered on the table alongside bags of potato chips and cups of ramyeon. You were enjoying the quiet night, while your youngest was out with her friends in a PC Room near your place and the two Japanese members were tasked to buy more alcohol downstairs after 3 games of rock, paper, scissors.

Everything was going well, until someone started calling you in the middle of your small celebration.

It's been almost 20 minutes and your phone has been buzzing non-stop on the table. Yunjin and Chaewon stared at the moving object with you; you didn't want to answer it despite the annoying buzzing it's making.

“Are you sure you don't want to answer that?” Chaewon asked, pulling her legs up to her chest as she leaned back on her chair.

You shook your head at her, finishing your beer and placing the empty can back down. You looked back at your phone, seeing he was still calling you.

“What are the both of you and Jisung anyways? It's been like this ever since who the fuck knows when,” Yunjin stated, concern in her tone as she sees you zoning out on the object in front of you.

You were obviously tired of this.

You and Jisung have a complicated relationship.

The both of you go way back since you were trainees in JYP. You ended up moving to Source Music a few years later and debuted under Le Sserafim, while he debuted under Stray Kids.

You've been friends with him for 8 years now.

At some point, the both of you were closer than others.

You'd attend their concerts and be the one who waits for him backstage afterwards, congratulating the group. He'd be the one sending you snacks or taking you out to meals during his free time whenever you were too busy to even eat.

When he's out on tour overseas, he'd never forget to get you souvenirs that remind him of you. He would message or call you in the middle of the night just to show you random things he'd encountered throughout his travels.

The both of you had your secret rendezvous near Han River when the nights were quiet. Catching up in life or ranting whatever it was bothering you that day.

It was inevitable that you would fall for him at some point.

You mustered up all the courage that you can get and tried confessing to him a few years ago. He reciprocated your feelings, but it was all complicated due to their dating ban and you were just a trainee.

The both of you decided to stay friends after that. Everything stayed the same. As if you were back to square one.

He and the guys congratulated you when you debuted. They've been in the industry for four years and you finally got to be with them. Jisung's dating ban has been lifted and your company was freer than most.

Maybe you got your hopes up. But even then, nothing has changed.

You and Jisung were at a standstill.

Ever since a year ago, you thought it'd be different. Your lingering feelings towards him were growing and it aches you that you can never really call him yours. You have no right to be jealous whenever you'd see him flirting with other idols backstage. You have no right to prevent him from dating other people.

It's been different with him. As if he forgot your confession and his own from a few years ago altogether.

This time, you swore to yourself you'd distance yourself from him; prevent yourself from developing any further feelings.

But in the end, he'd always run back to you.

It feels like he's been keeping you within his reach, but never keeping you at all.

You got your phone, declining the call and turning it off.

“We're human beings, that's what we are.” You sighed, throwing your phone towards the couch.

Yunjin rolled her eyes at your response, “No shit, you guys are. What are you planning to do now?”

You shrugged at her, popping a chip in your mouth. Internally, you were struggling on keeping yourself at bay and not succumb to the temptation of answering or checking your phone.

Your two members couldn't help but just look after you through the night.

“Congrats on the new comeback bubs! I'm sorry I wasn't here to celebrate with you.”

You can't help but smile as you hear Chan's voice on the other end of the line.

“Don't apologize! I'm glad that the tour was a success.”

You can feel him smiling with how upbeat his voice was when he thanked you.

“I got something for you, of course. We should make-up for the celebration sometime soon. By the way— Sungie has been moping since yesterday when we came back from the airport. What happened?”

You nibbled on your lower lip, leaning back on the chair and staring at the studio's ceiling. It's almost 11:00 p.m and you were at the company's studio working before Chan called you.

You purposely did not answer Jisung's calls last night. Besides the fact that you were celebrating with the girls, you know he'd invite you back at their dorms and you'd easily give in and go to him immediately.

You doubt he'd be sulking because of you.

“I don't know, I didn't answer his calls last night because I was busy with the girls. I texted him right after though.” You said, your tone unsure.

On the other end of the line, Chan was in his company's studio too. Instead of finally taking a break before their comeback, he was doing last minute polishes to their songs. He took a break to call you and check up on you. The topic of Jisung wasn't the reason why he called you anyways.

He just really missed you.

Chan nodded even though he knew you couldn't see him. He knew what's been happening between you and Jisung but he never interfered, it was something the both of you had to deal with yourselves and he'd only act on it if he sees that something needs to be done.

He hummed, saving his files and closing his laptop. “He'd get over it, he's a big guy now. Tell me if I need to knock some sense into him— I mean that as gently as I can though.”

You chuckle at him, you knew he was always soft and gentle towards the guys. But his words would really kick you into your senses when he tries.

“Don't worry Chris, I got this. You should try resting, you just came back from tour and you're working again.”

“I'll be fine, I'm packing up anyways.”

“Mhm, good.”

A few seconds of comfortable silence passes through the line until you hear him zipping up his bag. “I'll text you when I get back at the dorms, okay? See ya Y/N~” He said cutely.

You can't help but smile as you said your goodbyes to him and then dropping the call.

“Has Y/N finally came to her senses and broken up with you?”

Hyunjin teased the man who was pacing around his small studio. He was finishing the painting he left before they went to do the last leg of their tour.

Although he was finding the man's distress slightly amusing, the squeaking from the wooden floor— not so much. Hyunjin's eyebrows furrowed as he took one of his unused paintbrushes and threw it at Jisung, hitting him on the back of his head.

“Ow! What was that for!?” Jisung complained, phone on one hand as the other rubbed the spot where the pointed end of the paintbrush hit him.

“Sit the fuck down and give me back my paintbrush. The floor is as creaky as it is. You're ruining the peace in here.”

Hyunjin went back to his painting as Jisung followed his orders and huffed, looking at his phone screen.

The last thing you messaged him was for him to go and rest. He hasn't heard from you ever since a few days ago when they came back. He was so used to you just being, you know, there. You were always by his side and so was he to yours.

Ever since they left for the final stops of their tour, you've been distant. Jisung noticed that.

“We were never together in the first place, Hyun.” He mumbled under his breath, closing his phone and placing it in his pocket.

“Oh, I know.” Hyunjin snickered at him, stopping for a while and turning to the man seated near him. “You know— If you don't do anything about it, they're going to get tired of whatever's going on between the both of you eventually.”

“I feel like that's far from happening?” Jisung replied, unsure.

Hyunjin rolls his eyes at the level of stupidity he was showing. He can't help but hit him with his paintbrush once more, earning another groan from the boy.

You have been Hyunjin's friend for as long as Jisung has. It's no secret that you two had a connection of some sort. He saw what the both of you had— you couldn't just stay away from one another.

There are times where his blood would boil just because he's a witness on how Jisung would treat you. He goes around getting caught in dating rumors and actually dating other people when the both of you had something going on.

His friend was a red flag, or maybe just oblivious. But he could never really understand what goes on in Jisung's head.

The fact that you have been distant from him these days is basically a neon sign flashing in front of everyone's eyes already.

The boys already noticed it since a year ago. Hyunjin can't believe that it took so long for Jisung to even did.

“God, you're so stupid.” Hyunjin says before turning back to his painting. “Why can't you just fight for her? Ever since the both of you confessed to each other 3 years ago, everyone thought you're gonna get together.”

“We had a dating ban and she was still training.”

“Then why did you continue to see other people except for her? Why didn't you just wait for her?”

“She deserves someone better than me.”

“I'm glad you know it too, Sherlock. But that's not a good enough reason for you to constantly keep her just in arm's reach. You could've just been clear to her from the start.”

Jisung knew he was continuously fucking up.

He was scared of losing you.

He was content in what you guys had. The both of you were constantly there for each other and were supporting one another. He was scared of losing his support system and his best friend.

He's stupid, but not that stupid.

He knows that what you guys have will eventually end. Maybe it's wishful thinking to even hope that it wouldn't. Jisung thinks this isn't going to end badly nor would it end so soon.

He knows you— Right?

He never really thought of it that far. But the idea of losing you sends his heart plummeting down to his stomach.

Jisung shrugged off Hyunjin's statement. “Whatever, let's talk about this next time. I'll try to call her again. I'll be in my room if you need me.”

Hyunjin hums a reply, eyes concentrated on the canvas.

He stood up from the chair, fingers brushing his hair as he started walking towards the door. Before he walked out of the studio, Hyunjin calls his attention once again.

“If it's not your stupidity that ends the both of you. Someone else might. Don't regret it when the time comes.”

It's been a week since the boys came back to South Korea. They finally have a few weeks off for themselves before they start preparing for their comeback again.

You pulled up your facemask up to your nose bridge and fixed your beanie as you looked around your surroundings. You were seating on a blanket you've laid out near Han River. It's past midnight and there were still a few people walking around the main trail, either going home or were hanging out with friends and lovers.

You sighed out, warming your hands and placing them inside your hoodie pockets. You had to be careful. If anyone were to recognize you, you'd be in great trouble. You didn't want to get into a rumor early on your career.

Most especially, not with Jisung.

You clearly haven't learned your lesson since you agreed on meeting up with him tonight.

He called you up last week, saying that he missed you and he wanted to give you a present. It took a lot of convincing for you to agree and go here.

You'd like to think you're just here for the souvenir he got you. But you know to yourself that's not true.

You were tucked away on the further side of the park to ensure that no one would be suspicious of you. The only people who sat around you were a couple who was stargazing and a guy who decided to take a break from walking his dog.

“Sorry to keep you waiting, I got you beer though!”

You felt your heart skip a beat as you hear his familiar voice behind you. His hand touching your shoulder as he sat beside you.

You raised an eyebrow at him, “How did you know it was me? Maybe I was just some random stranger. Poor you would be so embarrassed.” You teased him, getting the can of beer from his hands.

He lowered his facemask for a quick second just to stick his tongue out at you before pulling it back up again.

“You always wear the same bunny beanie every time we're here. How could I not recognize you?”

You thank the heavens that it was dark out and you had your facemask on. You couldn't help but feel your cheeks heat up.

Note to self, wear Zuha's cap next time.

Time always felt like it slowed down when it was just the two of you. Whether it was here, in your dorms, or out in your favorite places. The two of you looked like you came straight out of a movie.

He cozied himself to your side, legs stretched out on the blanket while he leans on his right hand which he placed on the ground behind you.

You guys eventually fell into random conversation. Talking about his tour and a bunch of new animes that you've been planning to watch. After a while, Jisung placed the empty can of beer beside him and decided to finally address what's been bothering him the past week.

“So, how are you? I haven't heard from you since I came back.”

Jisung tried to played it off nonchalantly, even though he feels like he's going to barf his heart out soon. He was nervous finally seeing you again, after what feels like months of not. He knows you've changed, but that isn't going to stop him from getting closer to you.

You hummed in response, finishing the can of beer he gave you. “So-so. We got busy promoting our comeback. Sorry for the other night, really. The dorm girls wanted time together.”

“It's fine, I understand.” He said, “Congrats on the comeback, by the way.”

He glanced at you.

You were looking out towards the river. The lights from the bridge and park reflected down on the water and the soft wind was blowing your hair out of your face.

You look beautiful in his eyes.

In reality, you were looking out because you were trying to avoid his gaze.

“Thanks, Chan told me we should go out and celebrate some time soon.”

“And I agree with whatever hyung says.”

You groaned, “Yeah, but I'm too lazy these days.”

“But you're going to be hanging out with us! I'm sure you missed me a lot.” He teased.

You scoffed, even if you knew he was right. “Sure. Whatever floats your boat, Han.”

You leaned back, his arm acting as a back rest. You looked at him, finally locking your eyes with his. Your faces were inches away from each other. You want to look away but you can't, his eyes reeled you in.

He always had that effect on you.

Jisung can't help but bring up his hand to your cheek, thumb grazing softly on your skin before his fingers gently tangle themselves into your hair.

“Sung... What are you doing?” You whispered. Your hand slowly wrapping around his wrist.

Your ears were ringing and your head was going numb.

This has never happened to the both of you. No matter how close you guys were, Jisung always avoided any further intimacy other than a hug or a cuddle.

His mouth was slightly parted, while his eyes were focused on your lips. He didn't know what to say.

What would it feel like to have your lips on his, was the only thought that ran through Jisung's mind at that moment. His heart was beating faster as knots form in his stomach. He inhaled, smelling your perfume that he absolutely adored.

He can't help but close his eyes.

He usually had control over his feelings, but tonight was different. The past month has been different.

Maybe it's the alcohol or maybe it's just you.

He slowly leaned in, your foreheads touching and noses nudging. Your upper lip grazing the other's, feeling each shallow breath they were taking. He can feel your eyelashes softly brush his cheek.

You sighed.

“We can't.”

Jisung's eyes immediately shot open as you pulled away, inching away from him as you pulled up your mask.

He was confused. He knew you liked him, and he liked you too. At some point this was going to happen.

What he failed to realize was that, your mind immediately doubted his intentions. Reminding you how he still dated other people and practically forgot about both of your confessions, as if he didn't confess that he had feelings for you.

“Y/N. What do you mean?”

You immediately stood up, getting your things. Slinging your backpack over your shoulder, “I have to go.”

Tears threatened to spill out your eyes as you turned away from him.

You should be happy, but you weren't.

Before Jisung had the chance to stop you, you were already walking away from him. Leaving him standing there with thoughts plaguing his head and his gift still sitting inside his bag.

NOTE: Characters presented do not represent anyone mentioned in the story. This is a work of fiction and is not real.

a/n: i finally got into posting this— i've been busy these days. so, i'm sorry for the inactiveness. how was comeback season for you guys? (being a multi was hard during may to june, july is looking pretty sus too 👁👁)

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[valkyriexo]

💬 Skz Texts | They want you to meet their parents

*·˚ᑉ³ OT8 x Reader

ᑉ³genre; Smau, Comfort, Fluff, some angst,

ᑉ³warnings; Use of pet names, insecurities, overthinking, a little suggestive for some members but nothing crazy.

ᑉ³Authors Note; I don't love love these but I want to do more skz texts :) let me know your thoughts

Chan

Minho

Changbin

Hyunjin

Jisung

Felix

Seungmin

Jeongin

*·˚ᑉ³ M.LIST | Ko-Fi | Taglist | Thank you for your support | Consider leaving a comment, reblog or like | © 2024 Valkyriexo  licensed under CC BY-NC-ND 4.0 

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[chqnverse]

i came across your writings recently and im obsessed!! imagine you’re straddling sub Han on his studio chair and you’re grinding against him and marking him and he’s letting out the prettiest moans and whines. He was stressed with his work before, but you made him forget 🤍

𖥻 Make me forget

♡┊ 𝐂𝐇𝐐𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 ; Han Jisung

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 :: you just wanted to help your boyfriend to relieve some stress

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 :: smut ( 18+ ), sub!jisung, dom!reader, marking, fucking in a chair, reader is written with bigger thighs and wide hips in mind, stressed Jisung

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞 :: turned out kinda passionate but oh well <3

Jisung was stressed there were many songs to write and finish but he was stuck, his brain to full to even concentrate on his current work so he texted you. His sweet girlfriend and asked if you would mind dropping by with some coffee. You being the amazing girlfriend of course said yes and not even 30 minutes later you’re here…standing between your handsome boyfriend’s legs with his hands running all over your body. Jisungs iced americano long forgotten on his desk, his mind occupied with your body the way your tight shirt made your breast seem even bigger than normal it made Jisung want to bury his head between them. But you had other plans,suddenly sitting down on his lap right on his hard dick. Your tiny skirt was making the feeling even better one layer less that separates Jisung from what he now desperately needs. You’re teasing him slowly grinding down on him making Jisung throw his head back with a desperate call of your name. Oh how pretty your boyfriend sounds calling out your name as if you weren’t already giving him pleasure and making his brain fussy.

All Jisung could think about was your warm soft body pressed against his and the feeling of your pretty cunt pressed against his dick each roll of your hips send him even close to his orgasm, his hands never leaving your body one hand suddenly grabs your hip pressing you down on him even more your panties were soaked at this point and you’re not much better than your sweet boyfriend. The friction of your wet cunt sliding against his hard length made you see stars. One of your hands gripping his soft curls while the other one was pressed against his chest using it to support yourself. Your thighs were burning from the fast movement but you couldn’t bring yourself to stop not when you’re so close to your sweet relief and not when your boyfriend was looking at you with heart eyes while moaning your name like a prayer.

You couldn’t help it and lean to kiss him passionately moving your lips against his ever so soft ones, you could taste the chapstick Jisung always uses and it only turns you on more. Jisung gasps when he feels you pretty lips agains his the way they moved ever so lovingly against his own just when he wanted to take the kiss even further he feels your lips move lower towards his jawline leaving tiny kisses on your way to his neck, when you start sucking on his neck Jisung knows he won’t last longer so he tries to warn you with little stutters of your name but you seem to know already. It wasn’t hard to tell from the way he was trying to grind up against you and the way his grip on your hip tightens even further. You were sure it would leave marks but that’s okay at lest then you would have something to remember this moment the next day.

When Jisung feels you suddenly stop sucking and your sweet voice whispering in his ear to just let go for you he couldn’t help himself but obey. The wet patch on his pants grows bigger with each passing second and you throw your head back. The sight of you sweet boyfriend cumming made you hit your own high feeling yourself clench around nothing your panties are probably completely messy by now but neither of you could bring yourself to care enjoying the blissful feeling of your shared highs.

#skz #skz smut #stray kids x reader #stray kids smut #sub!skz #sub!han jisung #stray kids #bangchan #lee know #changbin #seungmin #hyunjin #felix #han jisung #stray kids ff #skz x female reader #han jisung x reader #han jisung smut #skz drabbles #skz drabble #skz hard hours #skz hard thoughts

[seungmin4president]

Restroom

(A/n: theres a suprise at the end HEHEHE)

Warnings: implied exhibitionism, masturbating, implied group sex, language, reader is a dirty motherfucker, I think thats all?

Not proof read❗

Wc: 1,711

"Listen y/n you're just a fucking stylist okay? You only make their outfits, not their boner." You think to yourself as you watch the boys dance and sing on the dimly lit stage with your eyes filled with guilt and lust combined together, rubbing your thighs together to hopefully get rid of the pool that has formed in between them but it wouldn't work, definitely not when they're thrusting they hips up in the air and throwing their heads back.

Is that what it looks like when their fucking you? The cold air around you is starting to feel humid just by the thought of it. Part of you feels guilty for thinking about your coworkers in such a disgusting way but another part of you swears that if no one was around right now you would be touching yourself wishing it was their hands instead of your own, moaning their name as loud as you can.

 I mean, it's not like anyone can hear you over Stays screams and their loud singing.You weren't gonna do until you saw them sweating because of the dances they were doing and DAMN what wouldn't you do to lick it off of them. You couldn't just brush that off so, like any normal human being, you just went into the restroom to let go of that steam. Touching yourself in all ways that you want them to touch you, taking your hand up to your boobs to grab and squeeze one of them, grinding on your hands as you were fingering yourself, imagining how much better you could feel if it was the idols doing it. You knew their cocks would be much longer than your fingers and how much ecstasy they would give you making your eyes roll back at the thought.

Your silent moans of each of their names becoming louder while you come undone on your fingers, your hair sticking onto your forehead because of your sweat. And of course you will never admit this but a small part of you wanted at least one of them to come backstage and hear your dirty pleas and then go into the bathroom with you to give you that pleasure you wanted. No. needed so bad.

And the thing is… they did hear. All of them heard you when they came backstage to take a break and change costumes.

Well actually, Han was the one that heard it through the music that was playing outside and loud fans singing along. He was "walking" running towards the bathroom feeling like he would combust if he didn't use it right away, but when he got there he heard a sensual moan coming from a voice that he was very familiar with. Your voice. He first thought he was going crazy until he looked around without moving to only see you missing so he knows that it must be you.

Then, he heard his name spill out of your mouth so gracefully. Causing his eyes to roll back to his head as he silently groaned, palming his already hard on (he's whipped for you fr). Suddenly he didn't need to pee but he did need to be inside of you, he needed to hear you say his name while watching you crumble and fall apart on his cock.

"G-guys" Han stumbled on his own words, coming out as a mere whisper.

The members all looked at him. Giving him a look of concern before walking up to him. "What's wr-" Chan was talking before he got interrupted by a moan from the restroom but unlike Han, he instantly knew it was you. "Ah again really?" Chan sighed while putting his head in his hand. "Wait.. AGAIN? You're telling me this isn't the first time? And you KNEW ABOUT IT?" Han yelled, giving Chan a confused and shocked stare, causing Chan to cover the boy's mouth shut.

And Chan in fact did know about your dirty secret but the thing was.. you didn't know he knew and Han mentioning it made him think of when he caught you in the act. It was when they were supposed to be in the middle of performing but chan had accidentally ripped his shorts while dancing so he went backstage sweating and panting and walking through all of the staff offering him water that he definitely needed but he just needed to find you so he can go back on stage and have fun with his members and stay. But you were nowhere to be found, he couldn't find you anywhere.

He asked other staff about your whereabouts but none of them knew about your disappearance either. so, he kept looking around in hopes to be able to find you to fix his pants ASAP. But then, when he passed the restroom he heard someone say something that sounded like Felix's name from the restroom and sounded like a moan? He thought he was hearing things until he heard his name come out of a voice that he knew too well and of course it was you.

He felt his pants become tighter despite the huge hole in them. Fuck you sounded so good and it was because of him and his members. It was because of him. He needed to make you scream louder for him, he needed you to beg for him to ruin you just like how you were doing in the restroom, he knew he could do better than your fingers and reach places you wish your fingers could reach.

"Hyung, you there?" Jeongin waves his hand up and down in front of Chan's face, resulting in Chan refocusing on his surroundings and instinctively slapping his hand away "You could've just told me to move my hand." "Yeah I'm sorry let's just go before she catches us right here and thinks we're creeps." The boys then hear the water in the bathroom sink turning on signaling you've finished, making them rush to any seat near them to make it as if they weren't just about to jerk off to your moans.

As you walk out you see the boys on their phones sitting in chairs that are way too close to the restroom for your comfort but you thought since you're not getting confronted by any of them you believed that either they didn't hear you or they just walked in but of course they didn't just walk in because wouldn't they have sweat on them and be drinking water? Either way at least they didn't catch you, right?

You went to get some water to cool off from your previous activity that you just finished and to your surprise, when you got back to the front there were no chairs left but you could've sworn there was a chair between Changbin and Chan.. but it's okay, things like that happens all the time so after getting the boys all together with their outfits you just stand while watching the clock. 30 more minutes until they leave again. Great, you have to deal with the pain standing up for 30 minutes.

When the boys were sure there wasn't anyone around, Chan gave Changbin a nod of approval as Changbin turned his head around to you before speaking "Y/n aren't you gonna sit?" "Oh no I'm fine you guys just finished performing you shouldn't have to get up because of me." You shook your hand side to side in a way to say "it's no biggie" but Changbin just chuckled while shaking his head "Who said anything about me getting up?" "Well if you weren't gonna get up why'd you say th-" You got cut off by Changbin pulling you to sit on his lap.

"B-Bin what the fuck?" You tried to move yourself to get up but his arms are wrapped around your waist and pulling you back down "Just relax." Changbin then put his head in the crook of your neck to place gentle kisses receiving a little whimper out of you in return "You okay? I'll stop if you don't want me to." "N-no it's not like that but what about-" "Us?" Chan says, putting his hand on your thigh, your breath getting caught in your throat at the sudden action as your eyes wided. Is this really happening? You think to yourself.

"We heard you in the bathroom, moaning our names-" Seungmin chuckles as he gets up from his seat to walk over to where you, Changbin, and Chan were, bending down to meet your eyes as he continues "you sounded like a slut." Oh shit. They did hear. "That's right baby girl we heard you" "it really wasn't that hard to hear you as loud as you were so here's just a little tip for you-" Chan goes to your ear to whisper the rest "the next time you decide to masturbate in a room full of people be a little bit quieter, yeah?" Your mind was so wrapped on Chan's breath fanning over your ear, you didn't realize that the rest of the members had walked over to you, their stares giving you goosebumps.

"Do you really want this Y/n?" Felix asks while going down on his knees, pushing your legs apart to slot his face in between them, peppering them with kisses as Changbin and Chan kisses down your neck "Yes please I want it so bad" You look down and feel your face get hotter as you feel Changbin finally bite down on your neck leaving a mark on your skin. Then, you look up and see Hyunjin looking into your eyes before setting his lips on yours, the kiss transforming from a gentle, cute kiss to a sloppy and deep makeout session.

Your hand goes up to Hyunjin's hair to pull him closer, letting out a little moan when you feel Felix's and Minho kissing on both of your thighs "Don't worry princess there's more where that came from" Felix says as his hand dips inside your thigh to rub his hand on your clothed clit making you arch your back, whining into the kiss when Minho stopped kissing your thigh.

"Felix, what are you waiting for? Give the slut what she wants" Minho orders.

Hope you liked the cliffhanger lmao I mean its Halloween so I had to be evil y'know?💀

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Han Jisung / Random boyfriend text

being han jisung girlfriend

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Pouty Lips

call summary ⋆ ★ When sleepy, pouty lips gain a bit of attraction

pairing *. * Ot8 x Fem! Reader

genre⋆ ★ Fluff, Angst with comfort (Han's)

warnings *. * Crude language, Drinking, Fighting (Han), Petnames, Grammar

call duration⋆ ★ 4.4k

a/n*. * Thought of this when my lips were a bit swollen from sleeping in longer than I should've. Also didn't realize that the scenarios get longer as you read for each person until I was done writing. Anyways, hope you enjoy!

taglist ⋆ ★  @kflixnet

Chan · • . ° .

Sunlight was now deemed your biggest rival, though Chan thought the exact opposite. Whereas the blinding light was on a mission to wake you up, ripping you from your slumber, the same sunlight always cast a heavenly glow on you, and every morning it was Chan’s fulfillment to wake up before you to watch you glow, oh so beautifully.

He thought you were the most prettiest person he’d ever lay sight on, and God forbid him to ever miss the sight where you were so stunningly ethereal that it hurt. When his eyes fluttered open, he found you in his arms, wound to him as close as you could get. Chan’s mouth curls into a gentle smile as he traces his fingers against your face; your forehead then to your nose, to your cheeks, and then back to your nose before he drags his fingers over your lips.

Plump from the previous night and gathered into a pout, a strong pull forces him to softly connect his own lips with yours, noses brushing with each other before he peppers a couple of more. The way that he felt with you was mind-shattering and gut-wrenching, and with full honesty, he thought he was about to die...because he just loved you so much.  

“Channie you’re worse than the damn sun” You whine, yet you cuddle right back into him, savoring the kisses he planted. “Really? Then you don’t want any more of my kisses?” You shoot your eyes open, trying to get used to the brightness as you shake your head, mumbling into his jaw. “You know what I mean...keep kissing me loser” He chuckles at your words while he raises your chin up to pucker your lips.

“You’re so cute, I think you’re doing something to my heart!” He locks lips with you once more, and this time he deepens the kiss, your fingers snaking through his hair, gently pulling on it. His hands slip under your nightwear to dig into your bare skin, pulling back when oxygen is needed. Chan���s soft touches slip you back into a world where it is just you two. Where you felt yourself melt into him, so mushy and soft.  

“One more” You pout, and he just couldn’t say no. 

Minho · • . ° .

“The cat looks just like Dori, No?”  

But when you don’t respond, he looks down right at you, smiling at what he found. You’ve fallen asleep in his lap during the second round of the movie night, exhausted from the first after all your saved-up energy was wasted in hiding under the covers when the suspense got too intense, or flinching when the scene directed a jump scare.

So, Minho wasn’t quite surprised when he found you softly snoring against his neck, arms wrapped tightly around him. He softly brushes his hair out of your face, heart becoming full when he notices you chase after his warmth, shoving your cheek into his collarbone, having him giggle at how cute you are. Moments like this were always rare, due to his extremely hectic schedule, but when the time comes, and he’s trapped in your spangled web of love, the concept of a clock becomes unknown.

Sinking into a small sigh, he lowers the volume of the TV before he while himself getting tired, not that it was hard when your warmth engulfed him whole. Eyes blinking slowly, he yawns into your shoulder, absolutely enamored with you. You were just so kind and angelic, there’s not a moment that passes by where he wonders if you were truly a gift of God. 

Because what did he do in his past life to have you? 

Minho indulges in his own desires as he takes small selfish peeks at you, each time his eyes waver back to his face, they land on a different feature, a fun game that he likes to play with you. But when his vision gazes onto your lips, he’s a goner. It seems though that biting your lip throughout that movie had swollen them red and pink. He doesn’t dare to blink, but he does decide to lean closer to nuzzle your head, before he lands a long-lasting peck on the corners of your lips.

And right as he was about to do it again, he catches something; your lips had just twitched into a smile! Grinning brightly, he pokes at your cheeks and pulls you closer, landing kisses over kisses onto your lips, unable to hold himself back.  

“You sly fox, you were awake this whole time!”  

You start laughing into his desperate kisses, nodding and he really wishes that this moment could last forever.  

Changbin · • . ° .

Blearily blinking your eyes, you yawn into your arms as you check the time, grumbling when you notice how late it has...and yet your boyfriend is still not here! With a chaste kiss to the cheeks, and lengthy hug because you didn’t want to let go, he promised that he wouldn’t stay too late at the gym again, that he would be right back in time for your home-cooked meals.

But as the time shows, his deadline expired thirty mins ago. It wasn’t that you were mad at him, nor were you in the ever so slightest disappointed, you just wanted your boyfriend by your side, where he didn’t overwork himself but rather sunk in the presence of comfort.

You knew him too well to know that he ached everywhere from head to toe, and he truly deserved a break, but it seems though that he doesn’t think the same. So, after many days of intricate planning, you had an amazing fool-proof plan! 

You were just going to have him under your hold, refusing to let him go until he gave up! 

Yet your eyes were starting to droop, and you felt yourself blank out several times with your head slowly swaying to an unknown beat. And before you know it, you’re knocked out cold and snoring, head slightly tilted to the side uncomfortably from the way you positioned yourself on the couch.

Sniffling in your sleep, you don’t notice the door slowly opening, creaking in its wake to let a very familiar person in, his eyes slightly enlarged when he catches a glimpse of you. Changbin as tired as he was, cracks a very small smile, electric buzzing shocking his veins alive. Even with hands splayed everywhere messily and your neck craned weirdly, he still knows that you’re the most beautiful person in this whole world.

He takes gentle steps, careful enough to not make a peep but he can’t help but gasp at you, leaving him quite breathless. Getting down on his knees, he kneels near your face while he slowly rubs your cheeks, while his eyes don’t leave your lips.

He shuts his lids and as though it was written in his blood, he leans forward and places a small kiss on your lips. And immediately you stir awake, subconsciously reciprocating it back to him, mumbling into the kiss.  

“You stink Binnie, go take a shower!” 

“I told you not to stay awake for me! Ho–hum guess I have to stay home tomorrow, for my tired baby” He laughs, before picking you up and taking your giggling figure into the bathroom with him.  

Your plan had worked...in a way.  

Hyunjin · • . ° .

When Hyunjin told you that you were his muse; his one and only, and the one that he wanted to draw for the rest of his life, you thought you were lucky. But now, you really preferred sleep and he was certainly not making it easy. His sharp eyes were trained on the canvas for a while, littered with the many colors of you, painting your personality and his whole heart onto the white space.

From the way that your lips quirked, or the way that your hair nestled on your forehead or even the slightest scrunch of your nose, he was unable to find a flaw in you. You were so lovely inside and out, and that’s why he fell in love with you the moment his eyes landed on yours in the quiet library, the music he was blasting through his headphones suddenly tuned out, because God you were so romantic and dazzling. And when he asked you right there and there to model for him, he knew that he was blowing in the right direction that his heart was pulling him towards.  

His eyes drift upwards towards your own eyelids, ready to feature one of his favorite parts of you, but he finds them closed, barely even fluttering when the wind from the opening window slowly brushes a strand for you. Lips slacked open a little, and pouty from the way that you kept it when you quietly sulked to him that you were tired of being still, he thinks you look perfect.

Looking back to his canvas, he lovingly cuts through the paint with his small brush, capturing every detail of you perfectly. The sun outside beams at the fullness of hearts, one sleeping and the other admiring, it could stay out here forever, peeking through the beige curtains, watching the two lovers. Hyunjin stalks forward, and faintly bends down to your level, studying your lips.

"You're so pretty, babe,” He sighs before landing a kiss on you, knowing that you couldn’t hear him, rather too lost in your dreams to comprehend. Hyunjin wonders if you were dreaming about him? He stares at you, remembering a night when he was scrolling though his phone and a small video popped up, explaining that almost every person has three to four dreams at night, but you wake up amnesiac and forget them. It was so intriguing that he went as far as to even search it up, and it was true!

And even though he forgets his dreams, he knows that every single nightly dream was about you. Kissing you so sweetly just like he liked, holding you close to him, protecting you from everything evil. 

Taking another look at you, he takes another swig at your lips, and he happily hums when you grin against him, tugging him forward by his hair, and he really figures that he should really paint him kissing you next, because honestly–you look best with your lips against his.  

Jisung · • . ° .

Arguments weren’t actually that rare–they were more pitiful and stupid and were resolved in a few minutes if both parties tried hard enough. And for you, Han was always a little less stubborn, a little less demanding, and likewise from your side. But today was long and tiring, and he wasn’t sure if his mental and physical capability could even hold him up anymore.

So, when he walked in through the wooden door, trudging with rocks in his shoes like the previous nights, you were partly sure that this night was going to be eventfully bad, more so than the others. You rush to his side, take his heavy bag away from him, and close the door right behind him. You kiss his jaw and expect him to come to dinner, maybe you could even run him a warm bubble bath and join him, he had always liked that, but he decides to have different plans.

Han instead slumps towards the guest bedroom, leaving you behind in your apron with you calling his name. You were calm, you had to be, you weren’t scared of him (you scoffed at the thought), and you keep note that whatever he screamed at you doesn’t mean anything and never will.  

But how far could you take his words to heart, before the organ explodes?  

He didn’t mean to call you the worst girlfriend ever, he didn’t mean to compare you to his past exes, deeming them better when you both know that you’re the only one he’s ever had a healthy romantic relationship with, and he definitely didn’t mean to say that he didn’t love you and that he was going to leave soon enough.  

The words puncture and deflate him internally right when your fleeting tears leave the doorway, letting the silence consume him whole. He winces at your shared bedroom softly close, and he thinks he would’ve felt a tad bit better if you had violently snapped it in your wake.

He wasn’t sure what to do now, but he was sure that you were going to leave him. And fuck he really didn’t want that. You were his oxygen, his blood, his light, food, water, home, everything. But he also knew that you adored space as much as he did, and he respected that. Yet his fingers ache to reach out to you, pretty quickly, and after much thought, he fulfills his wishes.  

Pressing his ear against the door, his heart drops when he doesn’t hear a thing. Maybe you had left him for good, and it doesn’t blame you in the slightest, his mood had been sour for a while but you’ve been so good for him, when you shouldn’t have. Perhaps, enough was enough for you. Wet pearls track down his face, heart hammering heavily in his chest almost like a drum roll, preparing him for his worst.

But the unfavorable doesn’t come...because you’re still there, swaddled in a baby blue blanket, turned the other way. “(Y/n)” He softly calls, trying not to eat chew on his hand while sobbing into it. You don’t answer him, and he takes it that you’re probably ignoring him. But as he comes closer, he notices the deep breathing and your small snores 

You were sleeping. 

Smiling sadly, he perches on the floor, placing his arm in the small space on the bed, near your chest. He drinks in your features before he leans forward placing a lasting kiss on your puffy lips, tears rolling down even more. He slowly wipes away your tracks, tracing your eyes. He places his lips on yours again, closing his eyes, chuckling. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean any of that. I can leave if you’d like. You’re probably tired of me”  

“I’m not tired. Please don’t leave”  

He flinches in shock, eyes fluttering close once more when you angle your head closer, leaving your lips on his, both darlings pouring their words into that one kiss.  

Felix · • . ° .

You were caught by your own reflection watching another fan cam of your boyfriend, cans of your favorite beer littering the couch. You ashamedly stare at yourself through the dark TV screen, hair a mess and cheeks flushed red from consuming a bit too much alcohol to label yourself as tipsy but a little less than blackout drunk. Waving your arms in front of you to clear the haze, your eyes are directed to the video finally playing, and your heart stomach drops achingly, and your brain swims around and around.

His kind eyes, perky smile, gorgeous freckles, calloused hands, warmth, love, and home, you missed all of him. Yet unfortunately, it was going to be a long while before you could be coddled in his arms and touch him how you want to. You finally find the courage to head to bed, stumbling while you clean up the place, knowing that you don’t want to wake up to a disaster.

Your hands wringing as they push down the recliner, you fight with yourself only to give in and go to the freezer to grab another can, taking it to bed with you, unaware that the love of your life was just a mere hour away from you.  

 “Slow down mate, you’ll be with her soon enough!” 

The man on the phone blares but Felix pays no mind, rather speeding up his long legs and taking far strides. The airport was mild with the presence of people, most likely because it was currently exactly two hours past midnight. He meant to be home earlier, catch you earlier, and surprise you earlier while the other boys relaxed in Los Angeles for a few nights more.

But the flight was delayed, and he was seated on the plane, later than he expected, excitement thriving well and alive. With two suitcases (one of them being dedicated entirely to your gifts) rolling behind him, he scurries, attracting attention from the stray onlookers. A part of him hopes that you are still awake, and the other hopes not, then obviously your beauty sleep comes before him, not that you needed it, you were already so stunning.

The last few months were hard, and all he craves is you. He misses the way that your touch makes him feel safe, the way that your smile lights up the whole room, your drunken confessions to him, and most importantly of all he just misses you, period.

Whipped as he was, he’s been staying awake for a while, imagining what he would do when he came back to you, his darling girlfriend. He was going to shower with kisses, join you in the shower, finally get a good night’s rest with you, and then not let you out of his arm's length, to make up for lost time of course.

Without knowing it, he finds himself seated in the familiar black company car, and his heart flutters amidst its beating, a smile curling up his face when he soon realizes the landscape around him blends into a more comfortable one. The one that he knew from the back of his hand, where he could run home with his eyes closed, and oh his lungs stutter as a very homely driveway comes into view. Like a zombie that’s obsessed with you, he clasps his luggage and dazedly walks home.

Where you would be. In your pajamas. And curled up in a soft blanket. For a second, he lets his fingers run themselves over the lock of the door, incapable of thinking about anything other than you. And finally, he inserts the metal key and lets himself in, eyes immediately crinkling at such a warming feeling that blossoms in his chest.

His eyes dart over the place, picture to picture of you two, and then to the clock, where it strikes three. Your boyfriend wastes no time closing the door softly behind him so he can stalk to your shared room, where he could find you, doing exactly as he pictured– except you look where better than he could imagine.

It seems though that you’ve passed out while drinking, an unfinished bottle near the bed stand (that he takes a little more than a few sips of). Slightly bending, his eyes cross your entire face, just silently admiring you before they get glued to your ravenous lips that were swollen.

Leaning closer, he places a long and deepening kiss, falling into a space where you are occupied. The place in his brain that was filled with you. Taking your cheeks, he pulls you closer and gives into the temptation of giving you another kiss, which slowly spreads around your face, and this time you wake up, eyes blinking hazily.  

“Felix?”  

“I’m back home, sweetheart” 

Seungmin · • . ° .

He knew that it was a bad idea to dance in the rain with you. But he seriously couldn’t say no to your enlarged eyes, and your puckered lips, when you relentlessly begged. And as much as he would hate to admit it, the scene was so intimate.

With you in his arms, cold and soaked but emitting such a large amount of warmth, he wanted you forever, to spend his every last moment. He wished to keep you in his pocket, and every time he ponders upon it, his heart clenches in adoration.

You were just so adorably cute, everything you did was heart-wrenching. But of course, the fun never really lasted for long, because the next day, you were awoken with an angry fever flushing through your body and a heavy nose.

The aching through your body had penetrated your unconscious form as your groaning awakens the man next to you, his nose scrunching when he nuzzles into your neck, only to find it steaming hot. With sweat dampening on your face, your expression pulled into one of discomfort, it doesn’t take your boyfriend long to realize that you were sick–or rather the beginning of the illness.

Gentle hands, trace down your cheeks, dragging them to your chin which he takes into the pink of his fingers, his palm trying to shake you awake. Your cheeks were flushed from the heat that you were emitting, and Seungmin hated how easily you made him feel like he was back in Middle School again, watching you from afar, unable to look away. But now he has you in his arms and he grows a little sentimental at that, at how much you two have grown together, individually and with each other.  

“Hey love, you’re running a fever” He whispers into your ear, successfully waking you while you turn over to capture his warmth, shivering against him. “I should’ve listened to you, you were right” You whimper, quietly begging him to not get up so he could get a few pills that could break your fever overnight, but he just giggles and stands up anyway, returning with the said medicine and a cup of water.

“I’m always right” You nod at his words, and he ponders if you even wrapped your pretty head around what he just said to you, but you were just so out of it, that you practically fell asleep sitting up (he coos a little)! Slipping the water into your mouth, he scolds you for acting like a baby, but he’s the one who slowly tucks you into bed again, letting you wrap yourself around him for your own comfort.

The night falls silent again and he’s left alone with his own thoughts again which are now occupied with various questions about you and that nasty sickness. Should he take a few days off to treat you? Yes, of course! Will it be spicy chicken soup for dinner tomorrow? Only if you want it.  

Should he kiss you right now and potentially get sick with, you just because you just look so cute and he has to hold himself back, so he doesn’t take a fat bite out of your cheeks? The only acceptable answer would be, absolutely!

After all, it wouldn’t matter now, you were already all over him. Brushing his hands over your hair, he pulls him closer to your lips and places a sweetly dizzying kiss on your lips, taking all of you in, not letting you stir awake.

You were just so perfect even in your physically worst state. He places another and then another smooch over your supple mouth, nipping at your cheeks once in a while, slowly lulling him to sleep.   

The next morning, his nose was stuffed, and his throat felt dry, but with you being the first person he sees when he opens his eyes–he might as feel cured.  

Jeongin · • . ° .

He thinks that you’re the most gorgeous person he’s ever laid sights on. Even in your sweats and a worn-out t-shirt that he’s sure is his (it looks better on you anyway), you’re still shining like a star.

Yet you’re drunk right now, so you are personally not very sure about his claims, but he purely disagrees with you as he’s by your side, trying to stabilize you. A night out with your friends was the cause of your current situation, all wobbly and seeing dashing quarks that were filled with a multitude of bright colors.

Or maybe you were just seeing the pure, raw affection of love that you two shared. Being with Jeongin has always been colorful, bright, and wonderful. Every day with him felt like a dream that every so often, you would have to pinch yourself to make sure that you weren’t actually confined in the depths of your delusions. But as of now, you’re trapped under the heavy influence of alcohol that’s making you run into stop signs, wave hello’s to pass trees, and ask Jeongin if the moon was just a ball of cheese, all while he just giggled at you, his heart about to burst.

Teeth unable to stop clicking, you just ramble and ramble on with a nonsensical whim. Jeongin watches you endearingly, his palm ghosting over your waist, eyes looking at you with so much passion. An elderly couple strays not too far away from you two, both smiling at the heartfelt moment. With flickering lights above and the moon’s forgiving light beaming down as a spotlight, they stare at the worship that Jeongin held for you.

The love that he radiated towards you, his one and only sweetheart, could be felt streets down, as cats meow at the warmth and birds suddenly chirp at the two heartthrobs. And even through all that commotion on a silent street, all he could pay attention to was you. His stomach churns so clumsily and his heartbeat quickens when he thinks about how much you trust him to be by your side. How much you place yourself in the care of him as you physically lose yourself.  

“Innie, I’m so tired!” You stomp like a grumpy child, leaning your head against his shoulder, slowly swaying to whatever hum you were breathing out. He wasn’t a man of words, preferring to speak using his actions so he does what he thinks is best without moving his mouth; he picks you up bridal style.

Gasping into his fit chest, it doesn’t take long for you to slowly daze to sleep, eyes fluttering close to the rhythm of his heartbeat. With you now in his arms, it doesn’t take long for him to maneuver both you and him home, accompanied by a few kisses to your face. Walking up the long winding steps and into your shared bedroom, he plops you down before he flops on, snuggling into your body as tightly as he can.

His mouth gaped open in relaxation, your fingers in his hair and softly scratching at his scalp (you must’ve woken up a bit earlier) but your eyes were still closed, enjoying the fullness of this moment. Slowly and steadily, you fall back into a rhythm of peace, while Jeongin finally lets himself take you in whole, sharp eyes following each dip in your face.

He sprinkles tiny kisses on your jaw and pulls himself up to your nose which he bites jokingly. And then he finally indulges in your lips, flushed and full when he leans down and captures you into one of his favorite pastimes; kissing you. But this time it’s more gentle and mushy, careful enough to not wake you up.  

“My baby” He whines, smiling against you. 

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Peiring:: Bang Chan x Hwang Lily (You/Y/n)

!this has nothing to do with real people, only their character and appearance are taken from them, everything that is written is fiction and will never be reality!

complete angst, tears, pain, disappointment, cuts, detailed description. Narration from Lily's point of view (she takes Y/n's place because it's much more convenient to write this way, don't attack me 🙏🏻🙏🏻)

Word count: 3,0K

He did not come again, although he promised so many times.Why didn't Chan come again?Again, again and again. It hurts. Why is he never around when you need him so much...why is he treated so badly, why have you always supported him, you've always been there, even before his debut...You were there at the turning points of Stray Kids and you were there when their popularity skyrocketed, but Chan couldn't say the same. Is it so stupid, maybe? He missed your solo debut, missed your first appearance on the podium, it was so painful. You needed him, you needed his warm smile and a few words of support, but where is he?Every time he fed you promises, every time he wrote short messages: "I'll be there," but never once did you see him in the audience, never once did you hear him talk about your performances.

(08.09.2023) You came home late again, it's Friday night, you were extremely tired and could only hope that Chan was already home. But your apartment with him is so dark and empty. It's so cold in here. You sigh heavily and go into the kitchen, turning on the light there. There was always a huge bouquet of your favorite flowers waiting for you in the kitchen. You're sick of them already.You don't like Lilies anymore.He always gave Lilies. You can feel his perfume around the bouquet, inhaling it with your full chest and deftly take your phone out of the pocket of knee length denim shorts. Suddenly, your hands are shaking, and nausea rises in your throat, you haven't eaten all day because you were invited as a guest to a fashionable event, you were there with Felix, who drove you to your apartment with Chan and brought you right to the apartment door, you were very grateful to Lix for the care. You start texting Chan without thinking:

Lily:Where are you? (10:36 pm)

My Channie❤️‍🩹:At work, Lily, I'm almost always at work! (11:09 pm)

Lily: Today is Friday...You finish earlier (11:10 pm)

My Channie❤️‍🩹:I'll be free in a few hours, go to bed without me (11:15 pm)

You didn't answer him, he wouldn't have read it anyway.He was never distracted while working. You irritably threw the phone on the table and pushed the vase, it rolled on the table, but not enough to break. You were angry at him, you were hurt and hurt, probably you can't do this anymore? You get up and go to the vase at the other end of the table, on a small piece of paper it says: "My beloved Lily", you push the vase from the edge of the table with a light movement of your hand, letting it break on the laminate in the kitchen, the fragments scattered everywhere, deafening the silence of the cold apartment. You are constantly looking at the fragments and the scattered Lilies, how in tune with Lilies and Lilies. An almost hysterical laugh escapes from your lips. The laughter of despair and pain that has been accumulating in you for a very long time.The pain from the shrapnel that injured your legs filled your heart. It was so morally painful, but when the fragments cut through the delicate skin, all the moral pain was transferred to the legs, the heart no longer hurts, it became easier.Pain relieves pain. You watch as scarlet blood flows down your legs, droplets fall on the petals of white lilies. Love is filled with blood. You take off your sweatshirt, remaining in a wide T-shirt, hanging it on the back of a chair and go to the bathroom to treat the wounds on your legs, smearing blood on your slender legs with your fingers.After a few minutes, you manage to gather your senses and you treat minor wounds, it's already half past eleven in the evening, there is still no Chan. No, you're not crying anymore, the tears stopped a few tantrums ago.Your soul is now in a dark and frightening void, you've wandered into the wrong place, girl. Your life was described by the phrase: "Did I miss you?No, only idlers get bored, and I always have a lot of work, you know...Sometimes, though...sometimes I cried, sometimes I winced in pain, as if knives were stabbing into my heart; sometimes I choked with pain, as if your beautiful hands were strangling me; sometimes I couldn't sleep at night, I imagined you; I don't eat practically, I want to become better for you...and so I didn't miss you, I just can't live without you."

Who were you kidding?You love him so much and even with all your desire you will never push him away, you are so weak. You're a fool, Lily.Tears did not come even with all the desire, from the effort to cry you coughed, lightly slapping your chest. After a few minutes, you will still get up and go to the kitchen, you wanted to eat. After dinner, you check your phone again. He didn't write. There's a picture of him on your phone's work screen, he's very handsome. You allow yourself a sad smile. It's already twelve o'clock at night, your bed with Chan is cold, it's cold without him, but you've already got used to it. You check your phone every thirty minutes, your heart is racing, and your mind is telling you to be silent, but is it possible to be silent when you are madly in love?

Lily: Good night Chan 🩷 (12:08 am)

My Channie ❤️‍🩹: Sweet dreams my love (12:47 am)

For a second it warms your soul, but the pain is not less, but only more. you fall asleep with your phone in your hands. What can be done about broken heart syndrome?How could you push away the person who became your world? How can you give up a man who has become your air and desire to live? You didn't know the answers to these questions, but you wanted to know so much. Even in your sleep, your thoughts did not leave you, it was too disturbing a night. By morning, your heart had already broken, tears engulfed you again, you were crying loudly, you couldn't do anything else. When you heard the sound of the door opening, you wiped the tears from your face, but your eyes betrayed you. One .two..Three seconds, the bedroom door opened. Chan was very surprised when he saw you not sleeping, but sitting on the bed with tear-stained eyes and a slightly reddened face from tears. You sobbed even louder at the sight of Chan and his tired appearance.

"What's wrong, Lily?" Chan sat down next to you, gently hugging your shoulders, "You happened," You say it almost unintelligibly, tears streaming down your face, "Chan, I'm tired...I'm tired of this attitude towards myself"

"I really don't understand what you're talking about, Honey..."

"How can you not understand? Do you remember my solo debut?" He nodded, "Do you remember my first appearance on the podium?" nod again, "How many times have I begged you to come, how many fucking times have I asked you for support...How many times have I needed you? Where have you been all these times, where have you been when I need you so much"

"Lily...You do realize that I have a job and I can't always–"

"But I could, right?I've been around every time, I've been around for more than five years! HOW MANY times HAVE I LITERALLY SPAT ON MY LIFE FOR YOU, HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I BEEN THERE WHEN YOU ASKED, I'VE BEEN TO ALL THE PERFORMANCES AND EVENTS...BUT FOR SOME REASON, WHEN I NEEDED YOU, I NEVER SAW YOU IN THE CROWD." You screamed, breaking out of his grip, tears choked your throat, you tried to shout over the pain. Chan was looking at you so sad and sad, and it came out of his mouth: "I'm sorry."

"Why do I need your forgiveness?"

"I will try my best for us" You glance at him as he pulls you against his chest, running his fingers through your hair. As much as you don't want to, you have to say this...

"From this moment on there is no more “we”, now there is me and there is you." You laid your head on his shoulder, it’s too painful to push him away when you love him more than life, he’s your everything, "I'm afraid to say this, but from now on we are not in a relationship." You looked at him with eyes full of pain, he was already crying.

"Please Lily...we can make things better...I promise to be better for you." He placed his hand on your cheek and you pressed your face into his palm. Lily, you really are an idiot. "No, Chan...we can't do this anymore, forgive me."

You kiss his forehead one last time before getting out of bed, taking things from your wardrobe to change into clothes. Chan says something to you, but you don’t hear. You take the already prepared backpack and bag with your most necessary things and look at the man for the last time, frozen on your lips: “Forgive me, Channie.”

He tells you, you don't hear again. You walk past the kitchen, where there are blood lilies on the floor, you feel sorry that you broke the vase. Sorry. You change clothes and leave. Perhaps this is the end of the story?

Separation erased everything, took away with it a part of yourself that remained only a small initially inconspicuous cloud of grief. My heart aches and screams, dripping with tears of inconsolable love. Loneliness filled the space around. The silence seemed to spread through the so quiet streets of morning Seoul, ringing with indifference and a bored chill. He is not there to support, hug and warm up for all the forgotten shortcomings. Instead, there are only broken hopes and regrets that enter into thoughts and offend the soul. thoughts wander in the darkness of the past. The beloved voice sounds in my head, but its warmth is annihilated by the walls of separation. He's not here, and even when you close your eyes in a delusional attempt to bring him back, he remains an unreachable ghost. His presence has moved into a world of fantasies and unfulfilled desires. I had to move on, I had to build a new life and learn to live without a Vat.

You moved into a new apartment, that apartment will stay for Chan. In a new place it is so lonely and empty, there is no more the security and love that was at the very beginning.

He misses you too. The same storm of emotions and bitter thoughts fluttered in his chest. Memories with her rest in a corner of his soul, causing the most difficult feelings. He wants to come back, be near her, feel her warmth on his skin and hear her laugh. But there remains only the sad realization that now all this is just an illusion, where there is no place for reality and general happiness. He ruined everything himself, and Lily deserves happiness, but happiness with him is impossible, he was not created to love. Despair gripped him. A great emptiness arises in his heart, which never ceases to pull at his soul. He cursed himself for every wrong word, every wrong step that had caused this devastating loss. He was banging his head against the wall, trying to figure out why he did what he did. He longed to take back everything they had and make her his again. Become close to my bones, I want you in my heart. In the corner of the room there is a photo album, well worn by time, reminiscent of the past, full of happiness and promises. But now the remaining pages seem to be just another confirmation of the illusory nature of happiness.Chan struggles with numb fingers, trying to rein in the strings of his heart. He swims in an ocean of lost moments and unsatisfied desires, trying to drown the meaninglessness of his pain. But every attempt to get rid of him drives him more and more into a corner, squeezing every cell of his body, opening a painful wound with every breath. It hurts, doesn't it? It was so bad without her. It's his fault.

Three months later.

You even try to move on with your life, you are so busy with work that there is no room for pain, but at night everything comes back. You don’t know how Chan is doing, but you know that SKZ had a comeback in November with the album “ROCK-STAR”, you even watched the video, you liked it. Sometimes you cross paths with members at fashion shows, you give each other glances, but you don’t dare speak. There were already rumors that someone had appeared at the chan, you weren’t surprised. You also tried to fall in love with someone, but the heart that loved Bang Christopher Chan protested.

One evening on New Year's Eve, you were preparing dinner for yourself. By the way, you got a dog who was still just a puppy. Zoey was happily running and yapping around you, and you were preparing dinner when notifications started pouring in on your phone.

Binnie:Lily, I know what's going on with you and Chan, but can you please come? (07:18 pm)

Lily: What's happened? (07:20 pm)

Binnie: Please come and find out everything. Just please come. (07:21 pm)

Your restless soul immediately sensed something was wrong. You turned off the stove and covered the pan with a lid, picked Zoey up and called a taxi. Leaving the puppy at home alone was a bad idea, so you went to the hens' dorm with her. Your heart was pounding, you didn't even really dress nicely.:A black turtleneck, over a black oversize T-shirt and black bell-bottomed jeans. You're in a mournful mood, Lily. You were in a taxi, it took about 20-30 minutes to go. Zoey was fidgeting on your lap and licking your hands.

Maybe something happened to Chan?Maybe it was just a joke? You swallowed and kept looking out the window. Lily, what are you doing? Going to the past is a terrible idea in advance. During these months, You have lived through many events.She tried to keep busy with work, chores and meetings with friends, but her heart remained empty without Chan. She dreamed of him every day, of his kindness, his smile and his hugs. But it's such a stupid thing to dream about someone who did this to you. You drove up to the dorm, Zoey was running ahead of you when you entered the cottage. A worried Jisung opened the door for you, and Zoey burst into the house.

"I'm sorry, Hanni, I couldn't leave her alone at home"

"Everything is great, Lily, come on in" Jisung let her into the house, there was a New Year's atmosphere, but something was wrong.

Hyunjin saw Zoey and immediately started playing with her. "You've finally arrived, Lils...we have a fucking circus here ," Hwang Hyunjin always spoke bluntly.

"What happened...Is this related to Chan?"

Changbin came down from the second floor, he was holding a tray in his hands.

"He gets sick and drinks whiskey, cries..." Changbin put the tray on the table and called Lily over to him.

"Lily...I understand that you broke up, but please go up and talk to him, make him sleep."

"I... I can't"

At that moment, three poor men were looking at you like a shrek cat. It seems that they are already tired of the Chan. You sighed heavily and went up to Chan's room. As soon as you went up to his room, the terrible smell of alcohol immediately hit your nose, you coughed and quietly walked around the cluttered room to open the window a little. You turned on the dim light and sat on the edge of the bed. There, wrapped in a blanket, lay Chan, who also smelled of alcohol, but also pills. His eyes were closed, but he was not asleep, he was as if in a delirium. He was lying on his back, sweat was running down his face, he was frowning and mumbling. You shook your head and went into the bathroom to soak a towel in cold water and wipe Chan's face. When you ran a wet towel over his face, he barely said clearly:"Bin, go away...I don't need help....me..I don't want to live"

You clenched your jaw, you wanted to cry or hit him, he was a fool. You looked at his pale face, brushed his black curly hair from his forehead, barely running your fingers over his face. You wiped his face, neck, and a little bit of his shoulders. His eyes snapped open and he started crying, you didn't know what to do. He probably doesn't even know that you're sitting here.

"It hurts so much, Bin...It's like I'm dead." He closed his eyes again, and you put a cold towel on his forehead.

You got up and started cleaning his room a little bit, threw out all the alcohol, all the garbage and put things in their places. Your heart ached with pain, how stupid everything is. Chan groaned hollowly, and you sat back down on his bed. You put the necessary medications and pills that Changbin brought earlier on the nightstand by the bed. Chan had a fever, so why was he drinking that damn alcohol...why is Chan treating himself like that?

"Go to sleep, Channie, you need to sleep," You said it softly and tenderly, your voice has not been like this for a long time. Chan immediately opened his eyes and raised his head as soon as he heard your voice.

"Oh...I hear your voice...how I missed it" You placed Chan's head back on the pillow. Chan really didn’t realize you were sitting next to him. Happiness is not for us.

"Life without Lily is like hell, I blame myself so much... as if I had committed murder, when she left, I stopped living, I am literally surviving. It’s so difficult without her... but it’s my own fault... I gave her hidden gifts, but it wasn’t enough.” While he whispered through his delirium, you frowned, you didn’t understand what hidden gifts he was talking about. You stroked his head and whispered: “Chan, you need to take a pill.”

He was now truly back to consciousness.

"Lily...god...why are you here?" His eyes filled with tears again and you handed him a glass of water and a pill.

He drank obediently, but still looked at you absolutely normally.

"Don't look like that...Changbin asked to come"

his hands reached out to you, and you grabbed his hands and squeezed them in yours, silently urging him to lie back on the pillows.

"I'm sorry..forgive me...I'm so guilty."

"I tried to compensate for my absence with gifts and meetings that you dreamed of, but this was not enough... I understand, I'm sorry."

The puzzle is complete in your head, it seems you understand everything. He literally did what you wanted, and there was always a bouquet of Lilies because you said you loved Lilies. Lily loves Lily, sweet. He arranged a meeting for you with Donatella Versace, invited you to closed events, gave you the most expensive gifts, but could not be there. You never knew who the gifts were from. Chan even wrote songs for you, but you often forgot to listen to them. So who's bad now? Tears appeared in your eyes, you barely audibly whispered: “I’m sorry...”

He smiled faintly, a smile gracing his sickly face. He pulled you so that you collapsed next to him, your head falling on his shoulder.

"I promise to do better, I promise to be the best for you...just don't leave, please." Chan whispered this with all his might

"Do you really think we can do it?"

"We've missed a lot in five years... but we'll fix everything together, I'll never leave or hurt you again."

""I'm afraid we'll destroy each other...it's like we're incompatible."

"Lily, you are my soul and my love, you are literally all there is...you are my world."

"pain makes us stronger" Lily exhaled and snuggled closer to Chan. It was so strange, but you missed his warmth. You missed me terribly.

"I'm terrible too... I was just afraid, forgive me, forgive me"

Instead of answering, Chan's soft lips touched her forehead. she pressed her cheek to his chest. Chan began to fall asleep when Lily whispered "I still love you, Bang Christopher Chan."

Words of sincere affection filled the room. They spent New Year's Eve sleeping in each other's arms. Perhaps things will be much better next? Perhaps all this suffering will bring redemption?

It may be so stupid to give a chance to something that has ended... but love has not ended, your love for this man will never pass, it’s like a disease has taken over you. You are my first love syndrome.

"You are my last love and last love syndrome, Bang Christopher Chan."–"You are doomed to love me, Hwang Lily."

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[fairyyeo]

wrapped in red ❅ han jisung

pairing — bestfriend!jisung x reader

genre — fluff

tw — none

wc — 1.2k

a/n — i loveeee this fic. this is my fav xmas song + my bias so !! love this !! proud of it !! is it a little mish mash all over the place ? yeah. is it a little cringe ? yeah. do i care? fuck no. merry christmas eve loves <33

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december 24th. christmas eve.

you first realised you were in love with your best friend on christmas eve four years ago. it was at a christmas party that your friends had every year to spend time together and exchange gifts.

you can remember the evening clearly. there was a buzz in the air. they were all laughing and smiling, their cheeks a warm rosy pink from all the alcohol. they each got exactly what they'd hoped they would for christmas—including you.

yet, even as you happily held the gift from jeongin that you'd so badly wanted, something didn't feel right. you still felt like something was missing. your eyes danced around the room, really taking in the sight of your friends enjoying each other's company, and thats when you saw it.

jisung beaming as he opened his gift from felix.

his smile. his beautiful heart-shaped grin. sure, you'd seen that smile thousands of times before, but there was no denying the way your own smile grew as you saw his. and you certainly couldn't deny the way your heart swelled to the point where you thought it would burst through your ribcage.

it was never the same after that. each time you saw him smile thereafter your heart ached. you loved him.

you never let it show. not once. you didn't have the courage to tell him how you felt.

every year december came around once more and your friends' hosted their annual christmas eve party.

every year you suffered in silence while your best friend smiled as he opened his gift.

you wouldn't love him from afar anymore. you wouldn't sit and watch and do nothing about your longing heart. you would reach out this year.

this christmas you would risk it all.

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it was christmas eve, again.

you weren't even sure how you'd willed yourself to get into the car. it was merely hours before you were meant to be at changbin's house for the christmas party. but you couldn't tell jisung at the party. it had to be now or you'd put it off yet another year.

nervous was an understatement. eight years of friendship was on the line here. so when you pulled up outside jisung's house, your legs wobbled like you were tipsy on eggnog as you stepped out the car.

the snow fall was heavy but it didn't stop you from dashing for the front door. standing on the porch it suddenly felt real, you'd come this far, there was no turning back now. you paced a few steps, mustering the courage to knock on the door.

just as you lifted your hand to knock, the door swung open, startling you.

"jisung!"

"y/n?"

the two of you exclaimed.

"are you heading out?" you asked him, noticing the car keys in his hand.

"yeah, i was actually." jisung was confused why you were standing on his front porch. he narrowed his eyes at you, "what are you doing here?"

this was it. now or next year.

"i... um..." you wrung your hands, in an attempt to both calm your nerves and warm your hands. "there's something i wanted to tell you."

"what is it?" jisung cocked his head looking truly confused, you honestly felt bad.

"well, you see..." you tried to say it, you really did. but you were struggling to say those unspoken words out loud.

jisung noticed you hesitating, "whatever it is, you can tell me. i'm your best friend, remember?" he rubbed your arm comfortingly.

jisung was right. he was your best friend. if this didn't go as planned you wouldn't lose him because of it. you could go back to loving him from afar, back to the ache in your heart, back to being best friends.

suddenly, you weren't afraid to fall.

you let out a steady breath, "i love you, jisung."

he didn't say anything at first. instead, the snow continued to fall, a few snowflakes landing on your face and head. the cold was beginning to seep into your skin. you hadn't even realised how freezing it was outside until now because you'd been in such a hurry on the way over.

you were about to tell jisung to forget about it just as he let out a nervous chuckle.

"boy, i am so glad you said that." he emphasised the word 'so' before breaking into that goddamn heart-shaped grin.

it was poetic.

how could someone be so beautiful? in fact, beautiful was an enormous understatement. you truly couldn't find the words to describe how beautifully you thought of him.

"i got you for secret santa this year," jisung began as he brushed some snow off your shoulder, "you know, for the christmas party." he dusted the snow from your hair now, but he couldn't look you in the eye. "i wasn't quite sure what to get you because... because nothing really showed how much i feel for you." now he brushed off the snow from your nose and cheeks, his warm hand finally resting on your cheek. "i guess what i'm trying to say is, i love you too."

jisung's cheeks now wore that same warm pink from christmas eve four years ago, except for a far different reason. he was shy to confess.

understandable, you had struggled too. you were honestly proud of yourself for coming all the way here and actually getting yourself to say the words 'i love you'—wait, what was that?

did jisung say he loved you too? maybe you got some snow in your ear. truthfully, your senses faltered after you confessed, you were too enthralled by jisung's smile once again. and the way he was brushing the snow off of you. and the way his hand remained on your cheek.

it was also then you became aware that jisung was now holding your face with both of his warm hands.

you quickly grasped his arms. "wait. did you say you love me too?"

"was i not supposed to say that?" jisung now wore a confused look.

"sorry, i blanked out looking at your smile and—oh my god did that sound creepy? i'm sorry, i just think you have the most beautiful smile in the world. i think it's the reason i fell in love with—"

your nervous ramble was cut short as jisung darted forward and placed his soft lips on yours. he gently pulled you by your jacket through the front door and into the warm hallway, never breaking the kiss. and though the tug on your jacket was gentle, the kiss certainly was not. it was deep and passionate and as soon as he'd pulled you across that threshold your back was against the wall and his hands were tangled in your hair.

this is not what you'd thought would happen, however, you could certainly not complain. kissing jisung felt like reading the most beautiful poetry. the kind of sonnet that makes you tear up. the one you actually feel pull on your heartstrings. you never wanted to stop kissing him, the feeling too insatiable.

"merry christmas." jisung breathed as he reluctantly pulled away, already accustomed to the taste of your lips.

you grinned, an immense feeling of adoration blanketing your heart, "merry christmas, jisung."

"so," he shut the door and led you further inside, "does this mean i don't have to get you anything for secret santa now?"

you laughed, "your smile is as good of a gift as any."

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[sunwoowrites]

Dense.

Y/n x Bang Chan

Fem!reader

angst.

TW- mention of food.

part 2

"Chris" you called out for the hundred time opening the door to the bedroom. "can you please come and eat dinner, you've been at it for hours on end." He groaned and turned his swivel chair round to look at you. His face scrunched in annoyance and his fingers massaging his temples.

"I. said. that. I'm. not. hungry. y/n." he said as if it were the worst thing to reply to you. "Chris, you have to eat, how many times must I tell you that. You need food in your system. What you're doing, its unhealthy." He removed his headphones chucking them onto his table causing you to flinch.

"Exactly y/n." He said losing every ounce of patience. "How many fucking times are you going to tell me that. If you told me before and I gave you an answer couldn't you just take a hint goddammit. It's like you're so fucking dense nothing gets through that thick skull of yours. Y/n. Do you have to be up my ass the entire day I'm at home?....and you wonder why I'm at the studio so often. "

He huffed out the last bit but you heard him loud and clear. His words were like daggers to your heart. Your grip on the door handle loosened and you stepped back. Without thinking you shut the room door, grabbing your purse and your keys. You looked at the dinner table that you had set hours ealier for dinner. Now cold. You sighed. "I'll get out of your ass. You dickhead." you mumbled leaving your shared apartment, your heart heavy as tears threatened to fall. A lump in your throat and a heavy weight on your heart.

Hours later Chris sighed, standing up to make a cup of coffee. He opened the room door. The apartment filled with silence. Chris frowned. He walked to the kitchen, stopping when he saw the table. Food set out neatly into plates. His favourite home cooked meal. Cold. He looked around the lounge. Where did you go? Keys gone. Coat gone. He immediately went to check the bathroom. Then the spare bedroom. Gone.

Panic began to rise in him. He looked at the clock. 2:55 am. He went back into the bedroom, grabbing his phone repeatedly calling you. His hands shook. No. no. no. Surely you didn't take him that seriously. Right? He inhaled and exhaled trying to stay calm. She'll be fine. She's going to be okay. Everything's okay Chris.

He was scared. He didn't mean it. He really didn't mean it. Your presence didn't annoy him. In fact without you there he wouldn't be able to function really. Yes he stays at the studio for long periods of time. But the pictures of you that he stuck to his computer is what comforts him. When he has too much work to do and when he feels like his drowning. The spare bottle of perfume, your perfume that he keeps in his backpack. The scent that reminds him of you, thats what keeps him grounded.

He sniffled. What if you didn't come back. And it was all his fault. He couldn't hold his tongue. He just had to ruin everything. I hurt her. "The number you have dailed is not available please try-" He groaned. "Please please please" He chanted as he texted you. "I'm so sorry." He cried.

The door opened and you walked in, throwing your keys in the dish. You sighed. Chris ran out of the room and pulled you into a hug. "Y/n. Y/n. Y/n." He cried. You pushed yourself out of his hold. "The fuck Chris." He flinched and sniffled. "I'm so so so fucking sorry." You sighed. "As you should be." You mumbled walking to your bedroom. "Y/n please can we talk." You paused turning around. "Please give me space. We can talk in the morning. I don't wanna see you right now." Your throat tightened and you bit your lip holding in your tears.

You walked into the room closing the door behind you. Chris sat down at the table, shoulders slumped and tasted some of the food. Tears rolling down his cheeks. Its delicious. He choked out a sob. Sniffling and eating quietly. I didn't mean to hurt you. I promise I'll be better. I need to be better. I need to be better for her. I can't lose you y/n.

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[seventhcallisto]

Just had a little idea... flashing lights and eyestrain warning.

❝you shine like emerald❞

LOADING...

Happy House.

Stray Kids (ot8) x F!Reader (9th member addition)

PREVIEW: "I am not a member of stray kids!" You kick up the papers littering the floor. Frustratingly pulling at your hoodie. "They're always screwing over those guys. I feel kinda bad." Your most trusted friend, Jiu, snickers behind her bright laptop screen. "I-i should have left when I had the chance! Should have joined that dance group that tried to recruit me! Why did I think I was gonna be the next jihyo!? Oh god." You pace, waving your hands around to drain the building anxiety curling into your lungs and making it's home there. You twist towards jiu falling to your knees and wailing miserably. Childishly.

"I wasn't even on the show. It's a boy group! I'm going to get eaten alive! I'm a trainee! They have years over me! I'm so dead. My career is already over before it started. My life is over." You fall to the floor. Completely done with this whole ordeal and the accident you've gone through, sniffling pitifully. "I told you to always read the fine print. You never listen." Jiu scolds. She, in fact, did not, but she wants to make you feel worse as your best friend. Pink nails flick tiny specks of popcorn towards your slumped body on the floor. And she's right. You should have read the fine print before some businessman shoved a pen into your face. What is so wrong with stray kids that you're being made a fool just to make them look bad? Would adding you tear the group dynamic? You know you're screwed as soon as your concept photos drop.

SYNOPSIS: As if some type of double-sided punishment, you're manipulated to join one of jyps' most successful groups. Stray Kids. Added as an extra member and with no experience just to cast you off as another unsuccessful idol, all because you didn't read the fine print when they dangled the keys to your dream in front of your face. They've got tricks up their sleeves, and the contract you signed says you're a permanent member of the unsuspecting group of guys now. You had no idea you were signing that type of contract. And you especially have no idea why they're trying to bring down their biggest boy group.

table of content + cws: she/her pronouns. female anatomy. major age differences but not in a power-hungry way(ur 19). invisible honorifics, I swear. manipulation. jyp(ent) is kinda the villain here(ilyjypplsdontsueme). ace!trainee reader. inexperienced reader. forced proximity and friendship. the members r kinda mean at first. Sorry, not sorry. ooc stray kids bc no one knows them like they know themselves. overworking. growing friendships. polyamorous(sharingiscaring). quick mutual pining(but they don't realize it). eventual smut.

Prologue. — 🧾

Chapt. ⓵ ❝_____❞

chpt. ⓶ , chpt. ⓷ , chpt. ⓸, chpt. ⓹, etc.

To be continued.. 🧷

I accidently posted this too early (crying). Lmk what you guys think ! — calli.

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© seventhcallisto 11/22/2023

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[xlovedrug]

HOW YOU MET !!

❝ how you meet the members of stray kids !! ❞

genre: fluff

word count: 1.1k

pairing: ot8 x reader

warnings: felix goes through iz*one withdrawls ( me )

❪ ❥ . bang chan, 방찬 ❫

— you initially met bang chan in the grocery store.

— the second he saw you, i tell you bro was entranced. eyes scanning your figure as you looked down at the list your roommate ( and best friend ) had given to you before you left.

— as you went to grab the shampoo bottle from one of the shelves, a younger kid comes running past you, knocking into you as he ran from what you assumed was his brother.

— the impact of the child caused your leg to push into the shelve and knock some of the other hair products to the floor.

— you visually cringe at the sound of the bottles and containers clattering to the ground, before quickly bending down to pick them up.

— witnessing the entire ordeal, chan rushes over helping you put back the products.

— you thank him for helping you and he only smiles in return, you'd both end up running into each other multiple times after the incident.

❪ ❥ . lee minho, 이민호 ❫

— you and lee minho met in highschool.

— you were jet focused on studying and kids that went to your highschool claimed that there was never a moment when your face wasnt stuck into a book.

— minho on the other hand was not so much of a workaholic as you.

— he took pride in his academics, yes, no doubt. but unlike you he didn't have his head in a book 10 hours a day.

— you both were assigned to be seat mates in chemistry, much to his dismay. it wasnt because he didnt like you or because you were bad, you were just quiet and he didnt want to sit in silence for a whole year

— the first couple of weeks were awkward and the pair of you struggled to properly work together. by the mid year the two of you worked together so well, even teachers complimented your performance.

— you and minho were then on study buddies

❪ ❥ . seo changbin, 서창빈 ❫

— seo changbin met you during your shift at a coffeehouse.

— you were a well known member of the team who worked as a cashier at billy's coffeehouse. your welcoming smile and wonderful customer service made you a favourite

— you served regulars and newcomers alike, memorising orders in case the newcomers would come back, which usually they did.

— changbin was no different, he was forced by the other members to order the coffees and drinks and although at first he was cursing under his breath, the minute he met your dreamy eyes and contagious smile, all anger was gone.

— you took the order for all eight people and gently places them into holders of four.

— "let me help you takes these out." you say, handing him one of the containers and walking with him to the car.

— "nice to meet you... y/n!" he says as he takes the holder from your hands, "you too!" you smile before running off inside to take more orders and make more coffees.

— "if we ever come to this café again, i'm on coffee duty."

❪ ❥ . hwang hyunjin, 황현진 ❫

— hwang hyunjin is your best friend's older ( by two weeks ) cousin.

— you and yujin had been friends since you were three years old and met in pre-school. and since then had been inseparable.

— yujin was invited to all your family events and the same went for her family events.

— yujin was well aware of your crush on hyunjin, no matter how much you denied it, nothing slipped past yujin.

— she'd shove you into hyunjin, race to sit down so you were forced between her and hyunjin, she'd relentlessly tease you so hyunjin would defend you.

— you had to say though, without yujin and her being the way she was, youd never have as much confidence as you do today.

❪ ❥ . han jisung, 한지성 ❫

— you were a very talented art student at your high school. that's why han jisung knew your name and wanted to be your friend.

— at first you were apprehensive, i mean... this was han jisung, the guy who had just debuted in a k-pop boy band who wanted to befriend you.

— despite it all, you guys got close and in the end he'd willingly end up being the centrepiece in most of your artworks.

— and you'd be the reason behind his surge in songwriting.

— you both supported one another endlessly and when rumours spread on online forums about jisung being in a relationship with a non-idol, it spooked you both

— all was fine though.

❪ ❥ . lee felix, 이펠릭스 ❫

— you debuted in a iz*one, ranking first place, which caught lee felix's attention.

— you had a lovely singing voice, could hold highnotes, had amazing dance moves and excellent stage presence, the only down fall was you weren't good at rapping.

— when you performed on stage, felix was no doubt your number one fan. you inspired him to dance to more girl group songs.

— felix cried so hard when he watched iz*one disband, and when you redebuted as a member of nmixx he was so ecstatic.

— he had no idea you were training under jyp entertainment, so you debut was a shock to him.

— when he congratulated nmixx on their debut his hands shook as you embraced him after bowing politely.

— during your collaboration stage with nmixx, skz and itzy, felix couldn't keep his eyes off you.

— #celebritycrushconfirmed

❪ ❥ . kim seungmin, 김승민 ❫

— kim seungmin was your opp.

— you honestly had no idea why seungmin despised your guts as much as he did, he did not like the fact you were friends with his friends.

— chan introduced you to the group and seungmin was immediately cold to you, you thought it was just his personality, but then it showed it was only you he was treating like that.

— not even shy innie was treating you with such disrespect as seungmin.

— everytime you spoke he rolled his eyes, groaned, ignored you and would cut you off. he only stopped after chan scolded him for behaving poorly to a guest.

— you were not on the top of his hate-list because chan never once scolded him for his behaviour ( simply because he never acted out like this ).

❪ ❥ . yang jeongin, 양정인 ❫

— your older brother was bang chan, you were the second eldest bahng sibling, and yang jeongin liked you because you complimented his braces.

— you met when jeongin was rocking his braces, so when he decided to change the bracket colour to dark blue for awhile and you noticed, bro was smitten

— you were his bestest best friend.

— possibly even his bestestest bestest best friend

— jeongin did everything to have chan bring you to the dorms or to the company.

— cried when you had to go back to australia and made chan give him your number

— y'all texted a lot, mainly consisting of childish banter and jeongin spamming dementia memes.

taken from my wattpad: @ -quintessence__

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[tokkibbang00]

BACKBURNER - HAN JISUNG (TEASER)

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS, DO NOT INTERACT. UNEDITED.

synopsis: It's no secret to anyone with eyes that the two of you had something special. But sometimes, special isn't just enough. You think you can stay away and prevent yourself from further falling for Han Jisung. Clearly, you were wrong. No matter how much you try to walk away, he always comes back after you— always comes back to you. inspired by Niki's Backburner.

rating: (n)sfw

pairing: idol!jisung x idol!afab reader, ??? x idol!afab reader

genre: slight angst, hints of fluff (ig), idol!au. (will add more when the story is posted)

warnings: cursing, slightly suggestive, jisung is kind of stupid and is a red flag 😭, kind of dialogue heavy. (will add more when the story is posted)

teaser word count: 407

a/n: i've been posting teasers this week, most of the fics will come out starting next week !! so keep an eye out~ hanji has been plaguing my mind lately and i have a bunch of han jisung fics written in my drafts at the moment. this one is one of them :]] taglist for this is open!! just message me or slide in my asks! my requests are also open 🐰💙

teaser posted: 05-20-23

You and Jisung have a complicated relationship.

The both of you go way back since you were trainees in JYP. You ended up moving to Source Music a few years later and debuted under Le Sserafim, while he debuted under Stray Kids.

You've been friends with him for 8 years now.

At some point, the both of you were closer than others.

You'd attend their concerts and be the one who waits for him backstage afterwards, congratulating the group. He'd be the one sending you snacks or taking you out to meals in his free time whenever you were too busy to even eat.

When he's out on tour overseas, he'd never forget to get you souvenirs that remind him of you. He would message or call you in the middle of the night just to show you random things he'd encountered throughout his travels.

The both of you had your secret rendezvous in Han River when the nights were quiet. Catching up in life or ranting whatever it was bothering you that day.

It was inevitable that you would fall for him at some point.

You mustered up all the courage that you can get and tried confessing to him a few years ago. He reciprocated your feelings, but it was all complicated due to their dating ban and you were just a trainee.

The both of you decided to stay friends after that. Everything stayed the same. As if you were back to square one.

He and the guys congratulated you when you debuted. They've been in the industry for four years and you finally got to be with them. Jisung's dating ban has been lifted and your company was freer than most.

Maybe you got your hopes up. But even then, nothing has changed.

You and Jisung were at a standstill.

Ever since a year ago, you thought it'd be different. Your lingering feelings towards him were growing and it aches you that you can never really call him yours. You have no right to be jealous whenever you'd see him flirting with other idols backstage. You have no right to prevent him from dating other people.

It's been different with him. As if he forgot your confession and his own from a few years ago altogether.

This time, you swore to yourself you'd distance yourself from him; prevent yourself from developing any further feelings.

But in the end, he'd always run back to you.

It feels like he's been keeping you within his reach, but never keeping you at all.

TBC.

NOTE: Characters presented do not represent anyone mentioned in the story. This is a work of fiction and is not real.

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[valkyriexo]

They confess in your sleep | OT8

ᑉ³pairing; Bestfriend!OT8 x Reader

ᑉ³genre; Fluff, Headcannon

ᑉ³warnings; none

Chan ╰┈➤ Watching a movie together.

"You drifted off, huh? The movie must've been too boring for you. " Chan says quietly, a soft chuckle escaping his lips as he gently tucks a stray strand of hair behind your ear, his touch tender against your skin. "Or must've been a tiring day." With careful movements, he shifts beneath you, ensuring your weight settles comfortably against him.

He remains quiet for a moment, simply watching you with a fond smile before speaking again. "You look so peaceful when you're asleep." His voice is barely above a whisper, filled with warmth and affection. "I can't help but smile seeing you like this." Chan says his heart swelling with adoration.

Slowly, he reaches for the blanket, delicately draping it over you, taking care not to disturb your peaceful slumber with any sudden movements.

"Maybe I should start picking boring movies on purpose, huh?" He teases lightly, his laughter soft and genuine. He lowers the volume of the movie, not wanting to disturb your peaceful sleep. "Your snores are kind of cute, not gonna lie." He takes a deep breath as he listens to the rhythmic sound of your breathing. "I'll resist the urge to play with your hair... for now."

As the movie continues to play in the background, Chan shifts slightly, adjusting his position until he's resting his head gently on top of yours, his heart beating in sync with yours. "I can't imagine my life without you in it, and I don't want to...I hope you're having sweet dreams."

Minho ╰┈➤ In a waiting area

"Someone's tired." Minho's voice is soft, filled with a gentle warmth as he observes you dozing off in the waiting room beside him. "Makes sense. We've been here a while," He mutters softly.

Without hesitation, he reaches out to adjust the position of the chair, making sure it's more conducive to your rest. "Waiting doesn't seem so bad when I have you beside me." He smiles slightly.

"Should I wake you or let you sleep a little longer?" His concern for your well-being shines through his actions, his priority being your comfort above all else. "They haven't called your name yet."

"Is my shoulder comfortable? I hope it's not too stiff," he asks, a faint blush coloring his cheeks at the intimacy of the moment.

"I mean, I don't want you to think I'm all... rigid or nervous or whatever," he adds quickly, his nervousness peeking through despite his attempts to appear calm.

"It's just, I care, you know? And I want you to be comfy," he admits, his gaze softening as he looks at you, the sincerity in his eyes unmistakable.

"So, uh, if it's not comfy, maybe I can adjust or something?" He pauses, almost as if waiting for your response. "I promise, I'm softer than I look... or seem."

Changbin ╰┈➤ Warming up by the fireplace

"Looks like the fire's doing its job. You're out like a light," Changbin observes with a soft chuckle, his gaze lingering on your peaceful form as you sleep by the fireplace, your cheeks flushed from the warmth.

"I'll keep the flames going, don't worry," he assures softly, gently tending to the fire to ensure it continues to crackle and glow, casting a cozy ambiance over the room.

"Your weight against me feels... nice," He admits with a fond smile, your presence soothing against the cold of the winter night. "You're like a little furnace, warming me up too. It feels so good against the chill," he adds, his arms wrapping protectively around you.

"I'll just stay here, holding you close," Changbin murmurs softly, his heartbeat syncing with yours as he listens to the steady rhythm of your breathing.

"Your soft breaths against my chest... it's comforting," he confesses with a gentle smile, his fingers tracing soothing patterns on your back. "I wouldn't want to be anywhere else right now."

"Sweet dreams, my dear," he murmurs softly, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead before settling back against the cushions, content to bask in the quiet serenity of the moment, with you by his side.

Hyunjin ╰┈➤ Reading together

"I didn't know you were reading '101 Ways to Fall Asleep' — Book must be a bestseller," Hyunjin remarks with a soft chuckle, gently teasing as he notices you dozing off beside him, the book still open in your hands.

"You look adorable when you're asleep," he murmurs fondly, a warm smile spreading across his lips as he watches you, the peaceful expression on your face filling him with a sense of contentment.

"I'll keep the pages turning while you rest," Hyunjin promises softly, his fingers trailing over the text of the book as he continues to read, his attention divided between the pages and the sight of you beside him, lost in slumber.

His voice hitches slightly as he hears your shallow breaths.

"Your soft breaths against my neck... who needs an audiobook?" he muses quietly, the sound of your steady breathing creating a soothing backdrop.

As Hyunjin turns another page, he can't help but steal glances at you, admiring the way your features soften in sleep.

"I've realized something," he continues, his gaze softening as he looks at you with affection. "I don't just enjoy spending time with you. I... I think I've fallen for you."

The admission hangs in the air, filled with both vulnerability and hope. "I know it's probably not the best time to say this," he adds, a hint of uncertainty creeping into his voice. "But I couldn't keep it in any longer. I just needed you to know."

Han ╰┈➤ At the beach

Han settles in beside you, glancing around at the bright sun overhead and then back at you, considering. "Hey," he murmurs, leaning closer, "do you want me to apply sunscreen for you?" he asks softly, his concern evident in his voice. "I wouldn't want you to get sunburned."

But you don't reply, and Han realizes with a gentle smile that you're asleep. "Are you napping?" he whispers, his voice barely above a breath. "I can't blame you; the sun, the sand, it's all so soothing."

After a while, he speaks again, his tone soft and affectionate. "You know what's soothing to me? Your laugh," he murmurs, his gaze lingering on your peaceful expression.

"Just know I'm here, watching over you as you rest, waiting for those beautiful eyes to open again," he whispers, his words a tender reassurance of his presence and care for you. He settles back against the warm sand.

He takes a deep breath, gathering his courage as he continues. "I don't know what the future holds, but I do know that I want to spend it with you," he says earnestly, his eyes never leaving yours. "You're everything to me, and I hope one day you feel the same."

Felix ╰┈➤ Cuddling

"You fell asleep in my arms, and I couldn't bear to wake you," Felix whispers softly, his voice barely above a breath as he gazes down at you, nestled against him in peaceful slumber.

"It's just you and me now," he continues, a fond smile tugging at the corners of his lips, "and you're snuggled up so peacefully." With gentle care, he adjusts his position to ensure you're comfortable, his touch light as a feather against your skin.

"I'm holding you close," Felix murmurs, his arms wrapped protectively around you, "feeling the rise and fall of your chest with each breath." He savors the quiet intimacy of the moment, cherishing the warmth of your presence in his arms.

"I hope you're dreaming of something beautiful," he whispers, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. "And when you wake up, I'll be right here, ready to hold you even tighter." With a tender smile, Felix closes his eyes, content to remain in this embrace with you, the gentle rhythm of your breathing lulling him into a peaceful state of serenity.

Seungmin ╰┈➤ Car ride

Seungmin sits beside you in the backseat, his gaze soft as he watches you drift off into sleep. "Long day, huh?" he remarks softly, his voice carrying a gentle warmth as he brushes a stray strand of hair from your face.

"The ride home is pretty quiet without you chatting away," he continues, a faint smile gracing his lips. "I hope you're dreaming of something nice."

He leans his head back against the seat, feeling a sense of calm wash over him in your presence. "I miss hearing your voice already," he admits quietly, his fingers lightly tracing patterns on the fabric of his pants.

"Would a kiss wake you up, sleeping beauty?" Seungmin teases softly, a playful glint in his eyes as he considers the idea. He leans in closer, pressing a soft kiss to your temple before settling back into his seat.

"I'll be sure the radio is low so we don't wake you," he murmurs.

"Just got home," Seungmin says as the car pulls into the driveway, his voice tinged with affection. "I'll carry you inside," he offers, a warm smile spreading across his face as he prepares to lift you gently into his arms, eager to keep you safe and comfortable even in your slumber.

Jeongin ╰┈➤ Studying for an exam

Jeongin glances over at you, a soft smile playing on his lips as he sees you dozing off amidst a pile of textbooks. "Hey, sleepyhead," he murmurs affectionately, reaching over to gently nudge your shoulder.

"Looks like those textbooks finally got the best of you," he adds with a chuckle, his tone warm and teasing. "I don't blame you, though. Studying can be exhausting."

He watches you sleep for a moment, the lines of fatigue smoothing out from your face in the embrace of slumber. "It's actually kinda cute, watching you sleep like that," he admits, a fondness evident in his gaze. "But don't make it a habit, okay? We've got exams to ace!"

Jeongin's smile grows softer as he continues to watch you sleep, a warmth spreading through his chest at the sight of you. "You know," he begins, his voice quieter now, filled with a sincerity that matches the affection in his eyes, "I don't think I ever told you just how much you mean to me."

"You're not just my study buddy," he confesses softly, his gaze never leaving your peaceful form. "You're my best friend, my confidante, my partner in crime."

"And... well, if I'm being completely honest," he admits, a slight blush coloring his cheeks, "you're also the person I've been hopelessly in love with for longer than I care to admit."

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[chqnverse]

love making with ot8 🤍🤍(separate)

𖥻 love making

♡┊ 𝐂𝐇𝐐𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 ; Stray Kids

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 :: how I think love making with them would be :) (wrote for everyone besides Seungmin and I.N cuz I wasn’t sure about them hope you don’t mind…might add them later on)

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 :: smut ( 18+ ) , soft skz , sub!reader , a bit aftercare , cumming inside

𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧 ::

He is such a soft boy when he wants to be, probably in the mood for soft sex if he is exhausted or if he just wants to show you how much he loves you. He will not really care if he gets to cum only focusing on your pleasure for example using his fingers and/or mouth until you’re seeing stars. He enjoys eating you out because every time he does your hand wanders into his curls to tug on them while moaning his name. He will cover you in kisses and marks as much as you let him while whispering praises against your skin telling you how good you taste and how pretty you sound. If you aren’t exhausted after the toe curling high he gives you and he gets to fuck you it’s much slower than usual. His trusts slow but deep letting you feel him deep inside your tummy, letting you feel every inch of him. He likes it when you play with his hair while whining his name right beside his ear. He will hold off his own high in order to make you both cum together instead. After you both cum chan likes to stay inside u for a bit longer enjoying the feeling of your soft walls wrapped around him. He nuzzles his face in your neck and kisses your neck while praising you even more, while his hands roam around your body massaging your trembling thighs while enjoying the way your hand plays with his hair.

𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐨 ::

Minho prefers rough sex but on some days where he just feels so overwhelmed by your love for him or if dance practice was exhausting and you want to make him feel good. For example he gets home exhausted and you already prepared a warm bubble bath for him just because you could hear the exhaustion in his voice when he called you. So when you both sit in the bathtub (you’re on his lap) and you’re running your hands over his sore muscles making him throw his head back enjoying your touch. You tease him by moving your hips against him. Minho lets you take control and just holds your hip or thighs. you sink down on him all at once and just stay still, enjoying the feeling of his body pressed against yours and the way his dick feels inside you. Enjoys it when you ride him because he gets an amazing view of your breasts and the way you throw your head back in pleasure while moaning his name. He praises you and moans out your name the sounds getting louder the faster you move or the tighter you clench around him. Makes sure you come first and the feeling of your cunt clenching around him brings him over the edge, filling you up with his high. Minho will hold you tight against him and rub your back while thanking you. He will cuddle you in bed after while playing with your hair and watching a movie.

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐛𝐢𝐧 ::

I think he will choose soft love making mostly after dates for example a dinner date or a movie date. Will eat your cunt like a five star meal until you’re unable to say anything besides your name. He enjoys feeling your thighs tremble beside his head or in his hands. Enjoys it when you pull him closer to your cunt with your hand in his hair. When Changbin fucks your cunt his movement is slow only speeding up a bit when you ask him to go faster. He enjoys deep but softer trusts. Tells you to moan as loud as you want because he wants to know that he is making you feel good. Changbin likes the way your eyes roll back and his name is the only thing you can say. He will make you cum as often as you want although if you’re to exhausted he tells you it’s okay if he didn’t get to cum but you suck him off anyways cuz who would say no to the opportunity to suck this man off?

𝐇𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐧 ::

This man looooooves soft sex and probably only fucks you rough if you beg for it or if you’ve been a brat. This man will first stuff you full of his cum only to eat you out after. He enjoys the taste of your combined highs The first time you will get to cum is on his dick cuz he wants to feel you clench around him as he fills you up while praising you and leaving marks over your neck and chest. Plays with your boobs too and enjoys how sensitive you are. Will stay insider your warm cunt for a few minutes enjoying the feeling of your mixed cum slowly flowing out of you. Hyunjin is determined to get you to cum at least once or twice more with his fingers and his mouth. He calls you his beautiful muse and tells you how he wishes to paint you naked some time will bring you water and some snacks after cleaning you up and giving you a sweet kiss. POST SEX CUDDLES :)

𝐇𝐚𝐧 𝐉𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠 ::

This man will 100% fuck you in the studio if he has a writers block or a burn out. He will just ask you if he can eat you out to distract himself and who would say no to this man’s mouth and tongue on your body? Definitely not you…Jisung gets pretty whiny the longer he stays between your legs getting to taste your sweet cunt. He could cum in his pants from the way your thighs tremble around his head and your fingers grip his Hair. Lets you ride him and touch him all you want. You can control the pace and where you want his hands to be. Jisung enjoys the way you clench around him every time he praises you. Jisung will only help you move if you ask for it or if you’re too tired. Likes to either cum inside you or on your chest. Tired Jisung is all in all pretty sweet and lets you do whatever you want. If he came inside you he will stay inside you for some time while cuddling you under the blanked because he enjoys feeling your body close to his.

𝐅𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐱 ::

This man could make you cum from just his thighs and his voice if he wanted to. Felix is mostly in the mood for slow sex if it’s his day off or the weekend. He likes it that you seem to enjoy praising him as much as he does enjoy praising you. Felix enjoys telling how pretty you look while sucking him off or while he slowly fucks you. He would let you leave tiny marks on him if he doesn’t like have to perform or show much skin. Felix would smile every time he sees the heart shaped hickey on his chest remembering the soft tone of your voice asking him if you can leave a small mark there. Felix enjoys soft sex in the bedroom, the way he slowly moves his hips against yours making sure he hits your sweet spot every time. Your hands around his neck holding him close to you as he brings you to a high yet again. If your hands aren’t on his neck he will hold them on your sides intertwined together while kissing you passionately. He will draw the sex out for as long as he can to make sure you feel as good as he is. When you both cum it’s always together while moaning each other’s names. Felix takes a bath with you and rubs your back and playing with your hair. After a quick change of the sheets he will cuddle with you under the soft blanket while watching a show or a movie on low volume.

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Smau (stray kids' reaction to ...)

Imagine : you calling them bro part 1

Chan

Felix

Minho

Hyunjin

Han

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[maximumkillshot]

I Can't Lose You

Warnings: Ok... this is gonna be a long one. Cursing, Lying, pain really... as far as the eye can see. Panic attacks. There is also another warning that I really wanna give but it'll also give a big part away.

Pairing: ? xReader (Another spoiler come on!)

Characters: All of the Stray Kids, OC Soo, Reader

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Things started off small, a missed call here, and a late text there. Then, they started to get more sporadic… More suspicious. Most of all, it’s in his eyes. When he’d see the dinner made and packed in the fridge for him. The laundry and dishes done, you passed out on the couch, waiting for him to come home. You didn’t see it, but his face had guilt written all over it. 

You weren’t blind. You saw the lipstick on his collar, and the scent on his clothes. The times that you kept saying, “I know you’re busy” and pecking him on his lips, despite the perfume attacking your senses. 

You figured one of his sister idols hugged him, that’s how it transferred, yeah, that was a comfy thought. It even made complete sense since hugs were a must. 

It was your 3rd anniversary, you had everything planned. All that you asked of him was to show up at said place at said time. That’s quite literally it. You had been planning this for months, even going as far as talking his manager into giving him one weekend off… just one. You also asked him what you could do to make his life just slightly easier. 

Now here you are… alone… at said place at said time. Texting. Calling. No answer. 10 minutes turned into 20 minutes, 20 to 40, 40 to an hour and a half. You sit here on the verge of tears, calling the only person you could. 

“Hey Y/N why are you calling? Is everything okay?” Minho asked. 

“He never showed,” You started crying as you mindlessly picked the petals off of the roses on the table, staring at the card you had gotten him. 

“He’s your husband, what do you mean he didn’t show?!” He yelled. 

You heard in the background, “WHAT?!” there was no mistaking that voice, it was Changbin. 

Then you heard the phone being snatched. 

“Y/N where are you? I’m coming to get you.”

You gave him the address as you tried your best to breathe. You had taken a cab here and nothing is more awkward than breaking down in the back of an Uber. About 20 minutes later you heard Bin behind you. 

“Y/N?” He asked so gently like you’d break… But you already have.

You looked at him, not knowing what to say. “Your best friend’s been lying to me?”... No. You elected to just say, “I don’t know where to go.” because it’s true. You had no clue where to go. 

Binnie smiled at you. A sad, empathetic, whisper of a smile as he said “Let’s start with home, yeah?” He asked. 

You nodded, grabbed the card off of the table, and off you went. 

You had asked the guys to give you guys alone time in the dorm, so everyone was scattered through the city. Bin just happened to be at the Danceracha house when you called. 

You had no clue, but before Bin had even gotten in his car to get you. He texted everyone to meet at the 3Racha house, but NOT to go in before Bin made it to the house with you. He could tell by the look on your face that something was very wrong, and you’d need all of the support you could get. 

When everyone was there, you unlocked the door and Bin was the first to go in. Immediately his jaw dropped as he hung his head. When you came in you heard it.

Moaning… loud moaning. You looked at the floor near the front door, seeing a pair of heels you didn’t recognize. You welcomed the boys in with a pointer finger to your lips. Everyone quietly came in as you toed off your heels, eventually sitting on the couch.

You as well as the boys heard everything… The “I love you” s, the “Feel so much better than her” and finally the nail in the coffin, “I can’t wait to leave her.”

Everyone’s jaws were on the floor at what he was saying and at your reaction to them. You just stared at the wedding photo hanging on the mantle. The thought of losing the boys paralyzing you with fear. 

He continued, “never wanted her…only you… always you,” then, “m’close Baby.” You couldn’t even look at the boys. It wasn’t embarrassing, after all, you aren’t the one cheating on your husband with someone while he’s waiting to celebrate your anniversary.

You couldn’t look because of the overwhelming sadness. It was numbing, aching, sadness.

Another thing you could say is that you should’ve seen it coming. Some of his most popular songs have lyrics about someone else catching his eye.

You can hear his moans getting louder, that's a sign that he’s close so you put the card down, get up, and walk down the hallway. You look at the door that used to mean serenity and happiness, now colored a nauseating dark and gloomy gray.

You open the door and walk in. You see them, your husband and your best friend, writhing around on the bed as they both reach their highs together. You couldn’t find it in you to cry. Not even a little. 

Finally, your husband rolled off of her, giggling and enjoying the high.

The only one who noticed you were there was your best friend, Soo, who has been your friend since you moved here 6 years ago, so you could be closer to the boys. When she saw you, her face turned ghost-white… 

You just put your wedding band on the dresser drawer.

“Fuck you’re so much better than her.” he breathed out… When she didn’t respond, he opened his eyes. The pure chocolate orbs scanned you and wished, just like you, that this was a nightmare.

“Y/N/N” he breathed, you could see the weight on his shoulders as he threw his head back onto the pillow, putting his hands to his face, knowing that he was caught.

“Soo… you have 3 minutes to get dressed and to get the FUCK out of MY HOUSE…” You gritted your teeth as you threw her clothing at her.

As soon as she left you turned your full attention to your husband.

You calmly started changing clothes, taking off the skin-tight black dress that you knew would do something to him (Well thought you knew, rather). You didn’t face him as you changed, not giving him the satisfaction of seeing your body. Halfway through pulling down the dress you grabbed a big sweatshirt and put it on, so when the rest of the dress slid off, He’d never see a thing. You put on sweatpants afterward. 

In your mind, you already know. The last time he will ever see your body was 3 days ago. When you both took a shower together. 

During all of this, he was frozen. You see, when your relationship started you told him, you don’t tolerate cheaters. He knows that and that you are pissed, and rightfully so, but he is also terrified of losing you. As a matter of fact, at this point, that is the only thing he is thinking about. He can’t lose you.

After you changed you started with, “How long?”

“Y/N/N I..”

“HOW LONG?” You barked. Your voice taking a stern and powerful tone.

“Physically, 2 months. Emotionally, almost a year.” His face fell.

“Do you remember what today is?” 

“What?”

“Do you remember what today is?” you asked in a docile tone as you took off your earrings, ones he had gotten for your first anniversary. 

He checked his phone and cursed under his breath, “Baby I--”

That was when you lost it, “YOU DON’T GET TO CALL ME THAT! NOT AFTER YOU SAID IT OVER AND OVER TO HER WHILE YOU WERE FUCKING HER IN OUR BED! IN OUR HOME!”

You tried to stop it from boiling over, but you couldn’t help it when visceral sobs left your throat. You grabbed a duffel bag out of the corner of the room, trying to do your best not to completely collapse. 

“Y/N, what are you doing, talk to me.” He finally got up and put some sweats on. “I know you’re hurting.”

You yelled, “This is beyond hurt!…”, Then your voice cracked as your volume plummeted, sounding and looking so small as you continued, “You have no fucking idea what you just did.”

You started hyperventilating at the gravity of his shitty decisions and the effect it will have on your life. You needed to get away from him. You stumbled out of the room and into the hallway. You couldn’t even call out to Hannie, too close to passing out from hyperventilation. 

Hannie’s ears perked up, your raspy and rapid breathing meant that you were hyperventilating. The next second he’s running to you. 

“Hey hey hey Y/N/N. You need to breathe honey, come with me.” He immediately supported your body, halting all possibility of you diving face first into the floor if you do pass out. Then he essentially dragged you back to where you were sitting. 

You grabbed the card and held it to your chest as Han kneeled in between your legs. He was trying to get you to focus on your breathing and to focus on him, to ground yourself.

As much as you wanted to focus on Han, you couldn’t help but look at that damn photo on the mantle. You wanted that photo so badly to be true again.  You couldn’t help the sobs that came out of your mouth as you hugged the card to yourself. 

When your husband, Chan, finally made his way to the living room he saw everyone there and his face turned nearly colorless. Everyone stared at him except for Han and Bin, who were worried about you more than anything. 

“You don’t understand” and “he doesn’t understand” were all you could repeat as you wept. Rocking back and forth, because no one really could understand, the gravity of what he has been doing. 

Bin tried getting through to you by saying, “Help us understand Y/N/N.” You handed him the card as you continued sobbing, consumed by the sheer pain of what Chan’s done. 

Bin opened the card and his face went from confusion to rage-filled, his features reminding Han of hardened steel. Unwavering, strong, and in this case, pissed off. 

Bin tried to sound as calm as he could, for your sake, as he said, “Hannie, put together an overnight bag for Y/N, don’t forget anything. Innah, take her to my car… she needs to calm down if not we have to go to the hospital.”

As soon as he heard the car door slam, he went off.

“You know out of all of the people I could ever conceive doing this, you would be the last of them!”

“Bin” Chan tried to say something but Changbin cut him off.

“NO! YOU DON’T GET A SAY HERE, CHRIS! YOU FUCKED UP ROYALLY AND NOW YOU DESTROYED YOUR FAMILY!” Bin was visibly shaking with rage as he walked up to Chan. Tears were starting to form in his eyes.

LeeKnow looked visibly confused as he looked to Bin, “What are you talking about?”

Bin threw the content of the card at Chan’s feet. 

Chan looked at what the card had in it, it was unmistakable.

Bin sounded broken as he responded, “Y/N is pregnant.”.

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