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stay-midnight · 1 year

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Crimes in the Sheets

Synopsis: After dating for around 5 months, Seungmin thinks his sexual fantasies about you are going a bit too rampant for him to control, but somehow your phone seems more important than him.

Kim Seungmin x Male Reader

• Requested by Anon √

• Word #: 2.9K

• Warnings/Kinks: Dom/Top Kim Seungmin, Sub/Bot Male Reader, Porn Without Plot, Degradation, Praises, Corruption(?) not really, Fisting, Fingering, Breeding, Sexual Fantasies, Petnames, Mutual Masturbation, Teasing, Edging, Overstimulation, Hazy Sex, First Time w/ Seungmin (Not in a virgin-type way), Drooling, Choking, Marking, Hickeys, Unsafe Sex (Wear something to protect the erect), Aftercare, Love Showering, Kissing, Make-out, Tongue in Mouth, Seungmin is jealous of a phone. • A/N: My first fic after 10 months! (Uh- Just I hope the writing is okay cuz I have probably gotten a bit too rusty) Also corruption is not that present(?) I'm sorry anonnie who requested it! It just that I couldn't wrap my head around on how to write it... ;-; But I hope this is enough to satiate all the Seungmin stans that were waiting for a fic! (God knows you all deserve more fics...!)

Tippy-taps were the only sounds really audible in the mute atmosphere, Seungmin eyed you while pretending to scroll on his phone while you were too busy to notice as you were fiddling with your own device.

Seungmin sighs once, his voice echoing around the room before his eyes dragged over to you to see your reaction. Seungmin wanted to pout when he saw that you didn't even turn your head.

You were still focused on your phone, getting absorbed into whatever social media you were scrolling through. Seungmin was getting a bit annoyed, you two were suppose to hang out and be lovey-dovey like all couples would but here you are showing him how hyper-fixated you can be.

Seungmin sighs a second time, this time he wasn't only side-eyeing you he was full-on giving you his blank-stare. His eyes twitched slightly when he saw you smile at your handheld screen instead.

Your boyfriend's nerves irked slightly and decided to scoot closer to you.

He peeked at what you were looking at and saw that you were scrolling through Instagram and laughing slightly on some funny pictures.

Ah. So that's what is more important than me, he thought.

He wanted to divert your attention, so he eyed you for an idea.

Then it clicked, his face slowly morphed into a cute little grin.

Seungmin placed his hand on your thigh with a glint in his eyes but you just hummed when he did that, placing your head on his shoulder as you scroll through your feed.

His hands were getting antsy, so was something down there as he remembered the dreams he had about you all the time that inevitably causes him to wake up in morning sweat as well as soaked underwear.

He licked his lips as he turned his head to look down at you, still occupied. He raised his shoulder a bit as a signal to remove your head from his joint, to which you complied easily.

With excitement coursing through his veins, Seungmin started to lean into your neck, his lips touching your skin to which you responded with a small giggle at the ticklish sensation.

“Woah, there — lover boy.” You mused, your favorite nickname for him rolling off your tongue smoothly.

“What's gotten into you?”

No response as Seungmin rested his face on your neck while his hand on your thigh slowly trailed into your middle.

Seungmin kissed your soft skin with warmth despite the feeling of lust building inside him. You didn't expect this sudden shower of love from him, but you graciously accepted it as you laid your phone down on the sheets.

His lips trailed from your neck to your jaw as he kissed it lightly, you closed your eyes and savored the feeling of his supple lips.

“The things I want to do to you, jagi...” He whispers hotly against your ear, then in a sudden flash — your positions changed from sitting side by side to him pinning you down the bed with his hands beside your head.

This shocked you of course, Seungmin does not look like someone who would be this domineering. With widened eyes you respond to his early statement with a light breath. “Seung..?”

“This phone seems more important to me huh?” He gawped, tossing the aforementioned device into the nightstand.

Then it hit you — after hearing his words. Deep inside, you wanted to laugh at the fact that this puppy is jealous of your phone. Seungmin noticed as he watched your expression closely, you were on the verge of laughter. He didn't like it one bit as he glared at you eye-to-eye, all thoughts of laughing faded like the wind.

The position was not family-friendly at all as Seungmin leaned down to connect both of your lips, you were familiar with kissing him as you do it all the time anyway but something about this certain kiss was different it had... more flare in a way. Without a word exchanged, Seungmin's tongue dived first into your mouth causing a muffled sound out of you.

By no means were you a virgin but in the 5 months with Seungmin, you had never had actual sex...

Seungmin's hands creeped up your shirt, while your own gripped the side of his body, you tried hard to reciprocate in the mouthful kiss but you weren't experienced at it while Seungmin seemed relaxed and confident as he shoved the muscle down your wet cavern.

He pulled away as a long trail of saliva was made, you were breathless and dizzy already but Seungmin wasn't done it seems.

His hands inside your shirt pinched a nub, causing it to be hard and erect, your muscle tensed slightly at the sensation.

“God.. Y/N, you look so pretty like this.” he curses as his mouth dives into your neck once again, to adorn it with purple blooms and to reap more sounds out of your innocent mouth.

“Seung, fuck... yeah, that feels so so g-good.”

His hand stopped massaging your left nub and switched to your right, stimulating it to the point that you felt yourself getting harder by the minute. You tilted your head back as Seungmin kissed down your neck, down to your collarbone.

Now, impatience was waning the atmosphere — Seungmin started rutting his hips into your thighs, the glide of his hard-on was hard to miss. Seungmin couldn't help but pull back to remove his shirt — his full lean torso was a sight for a split second before he started to remove your own shirt — raising your arms and tilting your head back.

At first, you were reluctant to show skin but Seungmin immediately removed that, “Fucking beautiful for me, jagi” he mumbles in a soft tone.

“I–I hate you.” you stutter out, trying to hide that underlying smile with your palm — your heart was drumming so fast, it was louder than sound of the AC in the corner

Seungmin tore his eyes away from your chest before landing on your covered face — he guided your blocking hand away, noticing every single detail and appreciating every inch of you.

His touch burned red wherever his fingertips landed, like hot wax melting over you — that tingling sensation rose as well as the butterfly flying in your stomach as cliché it may sound like.

You decided to get a little bit brave as your hands gripped Seungmin's shorts before dragging it over to the tent in his short as a subtle moan flew through Seungmin's lips.

“You don't know how long I've wanted to do this, Y/N — I wanna ruin you like this.” His voice mesmerizes you as you couldn't help but squeeze his erection a few times.

“Yeah?” you ask in awe as you relax underneath him.

He nods.

Seungmin started to grind into your hand while he bit your nipples, ravaging it like a last meal while your own hard-on was getting uncomfortable against your last pieces of clothing.

Your boyfriend wanted to go little-by-little and enjoy the moment before the high, a little maniacal grin clouds over his expression at the different possible thoughts flowing through his brain which was unbeknownst to you.

He stills for a moment, leaving you to catch your breath as he grabs something under the cushion of his bed.

You didn't even manage to get a glimpse of it before he pounces back to you, item in hand.

“Jagi, if you ever feel it's too much.. Just say the word, "Chocolate" alright?” He proffered, staring you down before kissing your lips.

“Okay.. Okay,” you breathed out, relaxing your nerves. Seungmin drags your pants down, your underwear following soon after — your legs closed instinctively but Seungmin pried it open, his attention on your expression for any discomfort.

You faltered for a bit but allowed him to do so.

Seungmin popped open the cap of the item he was holding as he towered over your body, then you felt something soft against your lips once again as you returned his kiss with want as well.

He positions your body so that your ass was more accessible to him, his fingers that were moist with something teased your puckered hole.

“Please, Seungmin — just quick..!” You assert when Seungmin pulled away from your swollen lips.

“You aren't in control here–not after ignoring me, my little slut.” Your eyes widened at the nickname, but at the same time — your dick twitched and Seungmin couldn't help but smile as he noticed that.

“So you like that huh?” He mocks.

“N-No..” you countered, only for him to shove two fingers immediately in your hole, the burning feeling making you bite back a moan.

He leans down towards your ear, his voice deepening, “I hear that now, but later — you'll be nothing but like a cumsock.” A

A shudder passed your whole body at the way he worded it, the head of your cock burned with each passing second without stimulation. “Seung, fuck...”, you cursed before he hit something with his digits that made your toes curl up in pleasure.

“Sir. Call me sir, slut.” he insists as a breath leaves your lips.

“Wh-Wha— N— Fuck!” you swore as he pressed his long fingers hard on a sensitive spot

A moan left you as he kept abusing a certain spot inside of you. Seungmin pulls his finger out, ripping a whine from you.

“Sir, fuck– Sir please..!” You begged, struggling helplessly as Seungmin watched your cock bounce while you thrust upwards to no avail.

“That's right, baby boy–God, you look so hot like this”

Seungmin's sweet praises rang in your ear like strings being strummed on a guitar, like light chords and tunes going in one ear then out the other. Seungmin's free hand wandered back into your chest, thumb massaging an erected bud as he took off his shorts with one hand. You couldn't tear your gaze away from his cock, pretty pink lush on the tip with veins popping on the side — size didn't matter for you but god that looked bigger than you thought.

Your boyfriend's face showed a condescending grin as he noticed your staring, his ego inflating over the edge.

A gasp shot out of your mouth as soon as Seungmin's hand wrapped both around your cocks, the friction of his cock against yours as well as Seungmin's hand was pure bliss, and you couldn't help but thrust your hips up and chase the pleasure.

Seungmin watched as your own pre-cum was enough to coat both of your cocks evenly—he let out a groan, finding your neediness hot.

You set up a faster pace — you were basically fucking his hand at this point — desperation clings to your raspy breaths as you chase that inevitable high but of course Seungmin had other ideas than to end his fantasies in such a short-lived way.

He pulls his hand away much to your disappointment.

“Wh-Why... Seu–Sir, god— H-Hand...” You babbled endlessly, your hand lingering over both your cocks wanting to release but Seungmin tsks at your disobedience. He grabs your free hands and pins it up your head—he wouldn't let you do as you please that easily.

A whine escaped your throat, still helplessly thrusting upwards and struggling against his grip — gaining pleasure from the friction of Seungmin's cock against yours, his dick resting just above your own.

“Disobedient slut, aren't you?” He says monotonously with a scowl on his face.

He hikes your legs up as you look up at him teary-eyed.

Your ass was fully exposed to him as he positioned his cock against your pulsating entrance — your breath caught in your throat as you felt the head of his dick prod your rim but not pushing in at all.

You awaited the oncoming onslaught but Seungmin was not about to let you feel that gratification that easily.

With a grin, he leans down to mouth at your neck as he keeps his cock at bay — like withholding food from a hungry man.

Your hips sink down against his hard cock with want but doesn't do anything except make Seungmin's cock glide against the crack of your ass — he grins, knowing you were at the verge of breaking which was what he wanted in the first place. To break you as a punishment.

Seungmin's hand couldn't help but wander to your neglected cock — as to add insult to injury; he jerks it off, once or twice as a tease and that was it for you.

A sob left your mouth as you relaxed into the bed, mind too hazy to notice.

A chuckle emerged from your boyfriend as he shoved his entire cock into you in one go, moaning lowly at the feeling of your walls against his sensitive dick.

“Fuck, so tight—just for me.”

“Mm, sirrr...” You said empty-headed in response, his cock reaching and hitting places that made you quiver in total euphoric pleasure, he was leaking inside you — already coating your walls while languidly rutted inside you, his speed increasing by the minute.

“Good fucking slut.” he gruffly babbles, palm squeezing your thighs intensely— for sure to leave red hand marks in the aftermath.

Seungmin was sure to hit your prostate, multiple times — milking it for what it's worth and creating that onset feeling within your abdomen.

Moans, gurgles and the creaking of the wooden bed were the only sounds bouncing off his apartment's walls, for sure — Seungmin's neighbors are gonna be angry at him, the next day.

“Close, jagi?” he asks roughly, as he pulls your hips back onto his cock — making you feel every inch of him.

You nod twice, drool escaping from your swollen lips as every glide of Seungmin's cock against your walls continues the building orgasm.

On instinct, Seungmin moves his hand up your body and wraps it around your neck — your breath catching on your throat at the restriction. Seungmin slams his cock inside you with vigor, his balls hitting the cleft of your ass cheek at the power of his thrusts. Your eyes rolls back at your airways being blocked as you

With one last hit towards your prostate — you spurt your release untouched with a scratchy moan.

You gasp against Seungmin's chokehold as white comes out of tip like an endless stream, electric shock coursing through your body at the intensity.

Seungmin's hand leaves a print on your neck as he pulls away, air finally filling your lungs desperately.

Seungmin is in awe of your fucked-out expression and couldn't help but reach for your cock that was dribbling with cum — he jerks it off in rhythm with his erratic thrust, fucking you through your orgasm as all you could do was whine as you reached out to touch Seungmin's chest, finger catching on his nipples.

Seungmin welcomes the extra stimulation on his lean body, his thrust going faster and harder until and with the release of Seungmin's held breath, his hips stilling as he soils your insides with white, thick release.

He breathes heavily as he slumps on top of you — your chest touching and sticky with your fluid. “Mmm, Seung— heavy, get off me.” You mumble, clenching around him with a groan.

Seungmin laughs bubbly, “Still not done, baby boy.” He whispers, pulling out of your slick hole with a pop, his cum gently streaming out of your rim before he positions his finger back in, one digit then comes two.

“Mmm...”

“Like that?” Seungmin says, motioning his wrist perfectly to that sensitive spot.

“A-Ah.. Yeah...” You confirm with a modest nod, enjoying the pleasure from Seungmin's long fingers.

Two fingers shortly turn to three as Seungmin shoves his digits inside your cum-slicked hole — loving the way you clench and stiffen at the feeling.

A few minutes passed as Seungmin played with your hole to yours and to his surprise — he added another finger, then the last until your hole managed to fit his whole fist in.

“Fuck, you're so loose from me, jagi.” He comments as he thrust his entire fist inside you as you let out trembling breaths at the burning stretch. Seungmin manages to get it in up until his wrist before he stills his hand inside of you, your chest heaved before he finally pulls his whole hand out — your hole unclenching as Seungmin's cum drips out.

Seungmin immediately straightens his body and peppers your face with soft kisses, you exhale shakily — gripping into Seungmin's bicep as you let him shower you with love. “You were so good, so good for me—jagi, so pretty.”

Though your entire body ache from a passionate and rough time, you smiled up at your lover, “Yeah, yeah—lover boy.” You mumble through closed lashes, feeling a bit cloudy still as Seungmin touches your parts of your body that he marked up fondly.

“Good?” he asks attentively.

“Yeah, was' fun.”

“Need anything, love?”

“Nope, just sleep...” you grumble, exhausted from the 'activity'.

“Better rest up, cuz we still have lots to continue later~ Oh- and I'm confiscating your phone.” He says with a tooth-eating grin, you rolled your eyes at that — grabbing the nearest pillow and hitting him straight in the cheek as he reaches for your phone.

“Hey— Ow!”

You laughed loudly, as you stood up and ran with a limp towards the kitchen area.

“Oh no you didn't— Get the fuck ba—”Seungmin cuts himself off by tripping on the blanket.

Your annoying laugh echoed at Seungmin's misfortune but when Seungmin gets his hands on you... Hmm, there's no telling.

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wonnieloves · 2 months

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⊹ ♡ ˳ 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤 . . . 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯

𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘴𝘺𝘯𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘦 . . . 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 ࣪ ₊⠀⠀⠀

⊹ ♡ ˳ 𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘵 ࣪ ₊⠀

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turtledovenycx · 6 months

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𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐑𝐮𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞-𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲 (𝐅.𝐋)

🎧 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 -𝐌𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐳

🎧 𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 - 𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐜 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: 𝐒𝐅𝐖/ 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖

𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬: 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏| 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐| 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟑

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐬𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫!𝐅𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐱 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐓𝐚𝐠: 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐲 (𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭), 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐯��𝐥𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 (𝐢 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐭), 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭

⁀➴ 𝐖.𝐜 𝟑.𝟏𝐤

𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ⚠️: 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐂’𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐌𝐂 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐯𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐲. 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐬, 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐈’𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐲𝐢 𖹭

"Shut up! JUST SHUT UP!! SHUT UP !!! I don't wanna talk!" your mother's shrill voice echoed.

"No! why not? huh? Where were you? tell me where have you been? You can’t always leave as you wish while I…."

"Why not? Is it because I'm a woman?"

"What?! no! That's not what this is about, you have a family, you are a mother! you are supposed to be here... it is almost 12 in the night.!!"

"So.... I'm not the only one responsible for the girls... You leave as you wish too....."

“That is different…”

You drowned out the rest of the conversation, plugging in your earphones and walking out onto the balcony. It was always the same argument or at least its gist. You used to interfere, trying to calm your parents but every time you were involved you ended up getting hurt. Painful words and frustration at each other were then thrown onto you, a walking target amidst the argument. After a while, you learn to drown it out. your sibling too engulfing herself in gaming.

The upside of living in a ground-floor apartment escape wasn't hard. Jumping over the fence to the other side, you were free. The moon lit most of your path and the rest with dim yellow lamps on the sides of the footpaths, you leaned on a nearby wall surfing your phone for that song your mind wanted to listen to.

"Same shit again?" you looked up to see him, his blue hair looking almost green beneath the yellow street lights.

You acknowledged his presence with a nod of your head, going back to your phone. Felix slowly removed one of the earphones from yours to put it in his ears. He knew whenever this happened you did not wish to talk. After all, this wasn't the first occurrence. He held you gently as silent tears slipped through your eyes.

Felix had run into you on a similar night. That night you had tried to intervene but had gotten hurt badly, without thinking you had jumped the fence and had walked into the night. It was only after you looked back to see that your home had vanished from view, you realise you had come too far along. The weight on your shoulders and the lump in your throat felt like they were squeezing you, pushing your body forcefully to the ground like a strong hand. You just broke down crying on the sidewalk, pulling your knees up to your chest and trying to become as small as you can.

"Shut up! what do you know? I work like a dog all fucking day and I come home to the three of you doing absolutely FUCKING NOTHING! You are just like her. Don't tell me what to do... worthless-

"Is that an insult to me you drunk asshole? Don't bring her into this..." your angered mother retorts.

"You're the reason all of this is happening," he pointed his finger at you, "It's your fault. It's all your fault," your father yelled at you as your mother continued to swear at him.

Recalling the fight and all the brutal shit your parents threw your way made you heave a breath.

Was it really your fault? Do you try harder? you were trying...

Your cries were silent, soft, so soft that if Felix had brought his headphones that night he would have missed it.

From a few meters back he had heard hushed sobs and deep inhales of air. Upon rolling closer he saw your slouched figure on the sidewalk. Now usually, he would skate right past not bothering to get involved. But the way you cried softly even in an open field made him curious and the fact Felix would have a hard time falling asleep if he actually left you in this compromising position this late at night.

With the way you were crying, it seemed like you had a lot on your mind but yet you tried to muffle yourself as if you did not want to bother anyone with your sounds. Why? The good nature in him to ensure you were okay made him slow down, get off his board and approach you slowly.

Hushed footsteps near you immediately halted your sobs, you looked in the direction of the noise to see a figure approaching, a skateboard tucked underneath one arm. The alarm signs in you rang and you quickly got up and wiped your face, you decided to bolt before you tripped and fell on your knees. An arm touched your shoulder but you pushed him away and ran, not turning around to look at the very confused boy you left behind. That night you had a scathe on your right knee. By the time you had crawled back into your home your parents and sister were fast asleep.

After a week or so you were strolling through your resident community when you caught a glimpse of his blue hair, skating with a few of his friends nearby, he looked familiar but the thoughts of that night were beginning to fade from your mind. Before you could turn around and walk away he noticed you and approached you.

“Hey. Remember me?" He said stopping in front of you, a small smile on his face.

“I don’t remember...” you blurted out. What threw you off was his voice for someone with a sweet face his voice was deep.

“I came to check on you remember? you were sorta crying. it was night? sorry, I did not mean to scare you like that, but you pushed me really hard.” He said.

You were unable to form words being embarrassed. The memory of a man with a skateboard comes back to you.

In the evening sunlight, he did not appear as scary as he did that night, he looked… cute. Very cute, a chiseled face, high cheekbones a cute button nose dusted with freckles in shades of brown. Pretty

He sensed your embarrassment and quickly tried to stop you from leaving, “M just kidding I didn't get hurt, the name is Felix.”

“Y/n,” you say extending your hand in his for a shake hand.

“Pretty name.” he winked when you scoffed lightly.

“Come join us, do you skate?” he asked moving to reveal the skate park, the ramps, and ground filled with people holding skateboards of different sizes. Some even have rollerblades and lightweight bicycles.

“Sorry, I don’t skate... I should really go.” you tried, not in the mood to meet anyone people.

“I insist, it could be fun,” Felix said walking in front of you again as you tried to walk away. You still did not know what compelled you to say ‘okay’, maybe it was the fact back home broken pieces of plates and angry parents awaited you. Or maybe it was the sweet smile from a silly boy in front of you hell-bent on talking to you.

“Come on now,” he reassured, gently leading you past the wired fence into the park. There were about six to eight people there.

“This is Jisung,” he told you as he introduced you to a boy not much taller than Felix,

“Hello,” the brunette greeted with a small smile but did not say much as he buckled his wrist pad and rolled off.

“Don’t mind that, he is a bit shy, he will come around,” Felix said as he moved around the small crowd, looking back to make sure you were following him.

“This is Hyunjin, he is our artist. He spraypainted all our stuff and most of the walls. " a tall blonde extended his hand for a high five which you hesitantly gave, Hyunjin was good-looking not in a cute Felix way. He had captivating eyes that could hold strong eye contact and a pretty mole under one of them that caught your attention.

"Hi, Y/n right I'll see you around?" he said before walking past you to join another boy. "That’s Seungmin with Hyunjin," Felix said before pointing at a muscular, well-built brunette standing next to a girl with braids. "That guy over there that’s Chris he started coming here before any of us. Oh yeah, that redhead that's Chae she does bicycle tricks….” you were met with welcoming smiles and fist bumps as Felix weaved his way through the small group.

You saw people flying off the curves and falling but getting up laughing and trying again. It looked really cool. Changbin another guy who seemed to be a regular at the gym rode a bike that looked small between his legs, he did a front wheelie effortlessly. A small girl whizzed past you and went down the ramp as she rode up she did a rotate mid-air twice holding onto her board before landing clean on all four wheels stopping and high-fiving Jisung.

“That’s Luna, she is our pro even though she is only fourteen, kid's got mad skills. She began to ollie at ten and now there is not a trick she can’t do,” he said beaming with pride.

He made sure almost everyone in his friend group met you before finally walking you to where his stuff lay against a graffitied wall. You recognized the multicolored skateboard, splashed with green, fluorescents, and blue under the board. The top of it was coarse and black dusty a bit with fading shoeprints.

“Felix why did you bring me here?” you asked finally. Looking around, from the outside whenever you were out for a walk, you had seen them practicing. it looked really cool to you, always staring discreetly to see someone throw themselves into the pit and emerge on the other side. but they looked closed off (a stupid assumption you yourself had made). It was nice to know they were all friendly. You had always wanted to hang here, but never had the courage to step past the green-busted fence door.

“I wanted to know how you were feeling. Thought you would like some company.” He smiled sweetly before rummaging in his bag for something

“I didn’t ask for it.” you reminded,

“I know, I just wanted to. I don’t know what was bothering you that night but you looked like you were hurt. Really hurt, It did not sit right with me to ignore you after I saw you like that. I would like to be your friend." he explained emerging with elbow pads and wrist protectors.

“Well, I’m fine now,” you say softly, you wanted to leave not knowing a part of you wanted to stay. Your gaze landed on his board once again.

“Would you like to try?” he asked picking up his helmet.

“I don’t know, I’ve never tried,” you admit.

“First time for everything right?” he says handing the helmet to you. “Here put this on.” And you did, fingers tightly holding his palm as you climbed onto the board and he began to rock it back n forth just so that you get used to the feeling. Your initial wish to leave slowly faded as he pushed you forward, standing for the first time on a skateboard you felt genuinely happy. A smile slowly makes its way to your face. His face mirrored yours too and the rest of his friends shared knowing glances with each other watching the two of you.

Befriending Felix was easier than you would think, he was always super playful and energetic but never in a way that overwhelmed those around him. He had asked you to join them the next day but after leaving that evening you were too shy to go to the park again you had drawn the conclusion that he just wanted to make sure that you were okay. Still not being acquainted with everyone made it harder. It would feel awkward for you if Felix was not present.

You did not expect to see him jog to you as you came from your evening walk.

“I was looking everywhere for you,” he says as he takes you by your hand and drags you toward his friends.

“Wait, what?”

“I couldn’t find you at the park. Come on,” he said speedwalking with you into the park. Though you felt nervous you did not feel your anxiety bubbling up, his warm hand felt grounding as the two of you greeted everyone else, maybe this wasn’t such a bad idea.

“No, no, try to balance your body by bending your knees..” Jisung said

“Like this,” you ask a pink helmet on your head, face set so serious like you were training for a fight not standing still on a skateboard and bending your knees pushing your ass out.

It had been a week since befriending all of them. Jisung had grown closer to you over the days. He had the most in common with you. You guys listened to similar music, read manga, and had other similar interests. Felix always made you feel at ease now so did Han, after you voiced your wish to learn to skate he began helping you. You guys had been practicing for a while before you wanted to try rolling without support.

“Too much ass.” Jisung cracked a laugh.

“Right.” you readjusted and he gave you a thumbs up.

After his initial shyness peeled you came face to face with this chaotic, sassy, loud alter ego, Han. If it wasn’t for his humor you would become tired of him. Han Jisung was also shy and spoke only to those he took a liking to, he reminded you of your own closed-off personality. it made him relatable and a nice friend. He was patiently helping you become friends with everyone like a funny spirit guide.

“Focus,” Han said snapping his fingers. “Okay now what you do is slide your feet like this,” he demonstrated. “Keep the weight on one foot till you gain momentum and once you feel it's rolling just bring your feet up,” he said doing the action with so much ease.

“Let's try it out,” he called out waiting for you at the other end of the path.

“Okay.” you started trying to mimic his movements but less gracefully. The rickety board was both old and worn out. Since Felix needed his, a friend of Chris’s Minho had offered to give you his beginner board which he had kept safe. Asking for a new board at home was difficult since both your parents were in their weekly sulk.

It was hard to balance your weight so instead of going straight the direction of the board changed sending you reeling backward.

“You okay?” Jisung asked after you fell on your butt. You looked up at him the two of staring for a moment before he burst out laughing,

“I hate you,” you say a little embarrassed.

“Come on, up,” he said extending his hand and letting you get up before you gave him a push.

“I think we are done for the day huh?” he says gulping his water. Just then a certain freckled face appeared at the gate of the park. His brown eyes caught you before smiling at you, you gave a small smile back, and he began walking towards you. He was pulled away by Hyunjin.

“You like him,” Wasn’t even a question, Han stated grabbing his books from his duffel,

“What ?! No!” you say slapping his shoulder. He just nodded hiding a small smile, liar

“He is really kind you know,” Jisung said, now reading from his book as he lay on the bench.

“Yeah, I know,” you say sitting down by his feet.

“He brought me here the same way he did you,” Jisung said nonchalantly, you turned your head to face him but he kept his eyes trained on the pages.

“Found me one night a few years ago and the next day brought me here. He did not leave me alone till he was sure I would not try to run away and do something stupid. He is weird like that, weird but cute.” he continued flipping through the pages before closing the book.

“So I understand where you’re coming from okay?.” he said before turning to you. You just look at him for a second. So that was why Jisung took a liking to you, you were in the same position he was in the past. It is said that those who have suffered similar pain can spot it in others. Jisung was no exception.

You never really had someone to relate to so much, someone who would understand what you’re going through someone to call a best friend. Maybe one day because for now, you knew you could trust this bundle of mischief.

“So he just collects us like Pokémon then,” you asked all serious, Han bursting into laughter.

“What are you guys laughing about,” Chris asked petting Jisung’s head making the younger physically cringe. You looked up to meet Felix’s eyes already on you, your heart fluttered a bit - a silly feeling really- before looking away quickly.

“It’s hot,” Seungmin stated as Jisung gave him a sultry look,

"Thank you min-min you're okay looking too,"

"Eww not you I meant the weather."

"Let's get ice cream then," Jisung says, closing his book and standing up. "You coming," he turned to you before grabbing his things.

"No, I need to head home. you have fun." back home you had some chores and homework to get done. The group began chattering as they approached the nearest convenience store Chae chased Jisung as the rest spectated.

"Where are you going?" a voice asked as you began walking toward your building. Turning around you see Felix, "Not coming?" he pointed his thumb toward the few people as they entered the store.

“No. I have to get home,”

“Wait, but I just got here...” he said a bit pouty it made you want to giggle,

"Sorry, but I have some work and..."

"Let me walk you home." his hand held his jacket, as he grabbed the board. "No. that's okay? you don't have to.." but he did not listen already walking with you despite being called.

"Felix really, it's okay I can-"

"I want to spend time with you. You only talk to Jisung nowadays." Felix kicked a small rock that rolled a few feet away. his eyes were downcast and you looked quite in shock. was he jealous?

"I.. uh. huh?" the two of you stopped and before he could speak two boys on bicycles cut between you. "sorry,' the smaller one trying to catch up with his older brother yelled back.

"I love that you are now comfortable with him, but I-. I want you to be like that with me too, you know. I want.." Felix trailed of, the two of you had stopped walking.

"I want you to know that you can talk to me too." the sounds of children playing nearby distract you, at least you try to distract yourself, praying your face turns a shade of pink.

"Thank you, I'm okay I promise," your heart beating quick but not quick like a panic attack.

"I'll see you tomorrow then?" he asks you could hear Chan call out to him. His fluffy hair poked out from the store. Felix paid no heed.

You nodded. You guys were near your building so you kindly asked him to head back before Chris lost his voice obviously. He gave you a smile before jogging to the store.

When you reached home you were met with scowling faces sighing wishing you had gone with them.

You became a regular at the skatepark, always wishing Chris -whose Korean name you learned was Chan- as you passed him to the beginner's ramp. Peeking over Hyunjin’s shoulder with Felix to get a glance at his secret sketchbook, exchanging song recommendations and cooking recipes with Chae who you learned was an excellent baker -neck to neck with Felix-. Her French Madeleine was to die for and read with Jisung.

Slowly, you learned to control the depressing thoughts, feeling happy every time you were with them... You felt less lonely -feeling heard and seen now- especially when you could talk to Jisung about anything. You had shallowly mentioned the situation at home. Unhappy parents and a toxic atmosphere always made you sad and Han understood it the most, comforting you without prying for more information and occasionally teasing you to distract you- the topic usually revolved around your new crush on Felix.

You were too shy to acknowledge the pair of eyes that always searched for you. Felix had also grown incredibly fond of you. Chan and Hyunjin always teased him about how he would always search for you- his mystery girl. It was strange, he felt protective of you and not strange at the same time, after all, he was the man with developing feelings for the shy pretty girl.

“Why are you always late?” your dad asked one day as you returned home.

“Sorry,” you say stepping into your home to remove your shoes. It wasn’t that late, but your father was pissed at your absence.

“Where were you?” he asked but you did not hear him, going into your room.

“Answer Me!” He yelled startling you. He was standing in the middle of the hall, you walked out to talk to him not wanting to scare your sister if he decided to barge in.

“At the skatepark.” you say “Why are you angry it’s only 7.”

“Well, you leave without a word come back as you wish and now I hear you’re hanging out with junkies.”

“What are you talking about?!” your voice raised turning to face your dad.

“The skatepark is filled with kids like that.”

“That’s not true!”

“Why are you yelling?!’ your father yelled at you. Oh, the irony.

“What?! You are the one yelling.”

“Lower your voice when you are talking to me you hear me!” he walked forward intimidating you.

“No..”

“What was that?”

“I said NO! I'm done. Mom is out right now and you are taking your frustration out on me. So Stop! Stop. Taking. Your. Frustration. Out. On. Me!” You yelled, heaving breath as hot tears flood down your face.

Your father’s face turned red as he looked around.

"You're done? you're done? huh, you're done? huh?" he kept muttering as he walked around.

“What are you doing?” you asked confused as he stalked past you,

“No! Stop!” you shouted as your Dad picked up Minho’s board.

“Whose is this?”

“It’s mine!”

“Mino? Whose Minho?” he seethed as he read the small sticker at the very end of it.

“My friend…” you tried, you could not move feet planted to the spot. you had never feared your father, but it was what he was gonna do that scared you. What happened next was so loud that it woke your sister up she ran to the hall.

Your father lifted the board high before crashing it onto the tiled floor snapping it in half and breaking the tile in the process.

“You. Will. Listen. To. Me, as long as you live under my roof. Do you understand?” your dad said turning away to grab his glass of scotch from the side table.

You look at the broken pieces of what was left of the board, it was too blurry to see with the tears accumulating in your eyes. Your father switched on the TV flipping through channels as you collected the remnants on the floor and walked to your room.

Your mother returned home after a few hours. Amidst another argument, you snuck out into the night.

Minho’s broken board’s pieces felt heavy as you walked around with it in a bag.

For unknown reasons, your feet lead you to the skatepark. The gate creaked as you entered the park, soft sobs escaped you now, tears immeasurable.

“Y/n?” a deep voice asked followed by the sound of skate wheels hitting the pavement and stopping. Your eyes meet his brown ones etched in confusion at your tear-stained face.

It was Deja vu that he had found you like this once again. But instead of running away from him this time, you ran towards him.

Felix was stunned momentarily, looking down to see the top of your head shake slightly. Your arms were wrapped around him, wrinkling his top. He soon forced his arms to move, to wrap around your frame, and his cheek pressed against your head. You wanted comfort and it did not matter where it was from.

His sweater muffled your sobs and the heavy bag slipped from your grasp. Felix did not let you go, he did not plan to let go till your breathing returned to normal...

“Shh… I got you.” he softly said, arms tightening.

Felix held you as you cried. The long lamp post light flickered on and off, on and off, on and ... off

.☾ 𝘛𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦𝘥 ☾.

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Riding Soobin’s thigh

thirst drabbles (11/∞)

fandom » txt

pairing » soobin x f!reader

rating » 18+ (minors dni!)

genre » smut, established relationship.

word count » ~ 1460

warnings » profanity, light dom/sub undertones, reader is thirsty, teasing, implied size kink, thigh riding, dirty talk, breast play, lmk if i missed anything!

You know he’s probably working on something important. The furrow between his eyebrows and his hyper focused eyes are kind of a clear giveaway. So, it’s probably for the best and the most natural thing to not bother him until he’s done. You know.

But God, why does he have to look so sexy while working? The glasses that sit low on the bridge of his nose being the most criminal of it all. You wonder if you’re a total weirdo for feeling so turned on by a rather simple thing.

To your defense, this is the first time you’ve seen Soobin working from home. And, he doesn’t exactly wear his glasses frequently. But then again, it hasn’t been long enough since you started to spend more time at each other’s places, often staying the weekends together instead of going on dates.

“Soobin-ah~” you coo, hoping, praying that he answers. God, you are so desperate, down bad.

“Mhm?” He answers, long fingers quickly typing something away on his MacBook. His gaze is transfixed on the screen, not once reverting towards you. The strangeness that’s been pooling in your stomach increases tenfold. You want him. Fuck, you might as well be crazy.

“Soobinnie…” you mewl, wanting nothing more than his attention right now.

Soobin looks at you for a split second, his face blank. “What happened?”

You sigh, mumbling an almost inaudible ‘nothing’ and lowering your head. He shrugs it off, going back to his work nonchalantly. What can you possibly tell him? That you’ve been admiring him for half an hour now and you’ve made yourself wet in the process?

But you’re no quitter. It’s embarrassing to tell him out loud, but you can surely do something to get him on board instead of confessing your sins, right?

You unbutton his oversized shirt you’re wearing as silently as possible, taking small steps to reach where he’s sitting on the couch, completely unaware of your intentions.

“Baby, what are you doing?” Soobin hisses under his breath, caught off-guard by the feeling of your warm hands squeezing his shoulders firmly.

“I thought you could use a massage.” Your voice is gentle, scared of rejection.

He can’t help the smile that curls his lips upward. “Aww, thank you, my love.” Your heartbeat picks up speed, hands continuing their journey across his broad shoulders. It only turns you on more, thinking about the times you had scratched up his back while he fucked you so good.

You let your thumbs rub soothing circles around his neck, earning a groan from Soobin. It makes you clench around nothing, a trigger flipping inside you.

So you lean down, dropping a fleeting kiss on his neck to test the waters. To your dismay, he doesn’t react to it at all. You swallow nervously, nuzzling the crook of his neck, more bold with your kisses now.

Soobin halts momentarily, your ministrations sending shivers down his spine. He has no clue why you suddenly did that, but he can guess what you really want when you reach for his earlobe and start nibbling at it.

“Oh, I didn’t realize that it was supposed to be this sort of massage.” He teases you, still trying to focus on his work. But you aren’t having any of it.

You hum in response, letting your hands wander off towards his chest, your mouth hungrily sucking a hickey on his neck. Soobin shudders as you slowly move downward, stroking his thighs teasingly before squeezing them rather roughly.

“Fuck,” he groans, your hands sneaking under the material of his shorts swiftly. He grits his teeth, your fingers gently caressing the sensitive skin of his inner thigh. It’s almost ticklish — but in a very good way, goosebumps spreading all over him. He can also feel his cock starting to stir in the confines of his boxer-briefs, a sigh escaping him.

Soobin removes the MacBook from his lap, spreading his thighs apart, giving you access to more. You smirk, excited to see that your plan has worked. But, you continue to stimulate his soft spots to get him properly aroused, so that he doesn’t back off later on.

But the more you see his thighs, the more you realize that you want to feel them against your pussy. The way his muscles contract every time you hit a more sensitive area has you feeling dizzy. You’re not sure why this is the first time you’re noticing how strong and thick his thighs are. But it really shouldn’t be a surprise — considering that he’s pretty big in every aspect possible.

After a while of teasing him, you go over to the opposite side to face him, quite impatient by now. You’re met with a pair of dark, dilated pupils, drinking you in with desire. You shiver under his gaze, discarding your panties and positioning yourself over his left thigh.

Soobin quirks an eyebrow as he watches you with piqued interest. His hands come up to caress your sides underneath the shirt loosely hanging from your shoulders. You lean down to capture his lips in a searing kiss, your hands around his neck. Soobin reciprocates with the same hunger, his tongue entangling with your own.

As the kiss gets heavier, the urge to have some friction between the two of you grows rapidly. And to relieve you from your misery, you start to lower yourself on his thigh. Soobin growls when your wet folds make contact with his bare thigh, his hand squeezing your ass firmly. “Fuck! So impatient that you wanna get off on my thigh, huh?”

You mewl needily in response, rubbing yourself against his thigh. “I just, I just wanted to see how it feels…”

“Aw, I’m always happy to fulfill your cute little fantasies. How is it, baby?” Soobin enquires, dropping a soft kiss on your shoulder.

“Hmm, so good.” You hum as you continue rolling your hips in slow and smooth circles. Honestly, you didn’t know what to expect, but this is so much better than anything you could possibly think of. You can feel your juices wetting his skin, the friction oh so delicious. Soobin reaches up to tuck a stray lock of hair between your ear fondly, his hand on your waist — guiding you on himself.

You sigh at his touch, moving your hips with a passion in an attempt to get yourself off. He caresses your back before sliding off the shirt from your body and throwing it off somewhere. Soobin grabs both of your breasts immediately, looking like a starved man who’s just been presented with a full course meal.

“So soft.” Soobin murmurs before taking one of your erect nipples into his mouth, his fingers teasing the other. A strangled whimper escapes you, your nails raking on his clothed chest — the delicate material getting snagged in a few places. He’s so good at sucking your tits, alternating between twirling his tongue in circles around your nipple and sucking and nibbling lightly. You can’t help but let out a string of moans as waves of pleasure crash through your body.

“Nngh, Binnie,” You cry out, “Feels– s’good!” He smiles softly in response, his adept tongue slurping at your stiff, sensitive peaks.

Soon enough, you start to feel your pussy spasming and every little sensation amplifying with each roll of your hips.

Soobin licks his bottom lip, eyes hungrily watching your every motion as you move so desperately to get yourself off on his thigh. Knowing very well that you’re very close to your release, he thumbs your clit gently to assess your reaction.

“Ugh, Soobin!” Your whimper encourages him to go on, calloused thumb rubbing your clit, adding more to the pleasure from his thigh. He leans forward, whispering lowly into your ear as he feels the heat of your cheeks against his own, letting out breathless moans.

“Do you like fucking my thigh like that, hm? You like it when your pussy rubs against my thigh and makes a mess?”

“God, yes!” You squeal, moving frantically against him, your cunt starting to pulsate as you start shaking. Soobin grunts, his lips finding yours again and again, muffling your loud moans.

“I’m gonna come.” You whimper helplessly, his expert fingers teasing out the pleasure from you. It feels unspeakably good, your hips moving on their own, slippery folds gliding along his wet skin.

“Then come, baby. Cream all over my thigh like the needy girl you are.” Soobin murmurs huskily, clenching the muscles of his thigh.

And that does it for you. You moan his name urgently, your body breaking out in exhilarating sensations as orgasm hits you in tidal waves. He holds you close, his cock twitching as you try to recover, your nectar sleeking his leg even more.

˗ˏˋ꒰ 💌 author’s notes ꒱

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midnight quarrel pt.2

y/n is still upset and minji is trying her best to make up for it but upset y/n means upset minji too and that leads to another thing...

a/n: read the first part of this here first if you haven't! enjoy reading :D tbvh, this is just miny/n testing each other's limits.

featuring: lesserafim

playlist: midnight quarrel

warning: lowercase intended, insecurities, harsh words, cursing, family issues, injuries, internalized homophobia (please tell me if there's anything to add)

word count: 5.8k

two days passed just like that, and you are back in the practice room again after catching what seems to be a two-hour sleep.

you managed to not get caught by any of your members when you sneaked out to train again last night but you are almost sure that minji knows about you staying up late when you notice how her stare on you lingers more than usual.

she keeps staring at you even while practicing and it is starting to bother you.

is there something on your face?

is she going to talk to you after the practice?

is she mad?

being distracted by her stares, you suddenly stumble on your own feet, and on the way to catch yourself with your hands, you accidentally twist the left one. hissing quietly, you don’t want the girls to worry much but danielle is surely so worried.

“unnie, are you alright?!”

you stand up immediately, brushing invisible dust on your clothes while making sure that your left wrist is hidden perfectly under your hoodie sleeve.

"i'm fine, i'm fine."

you assure the girls and thankfully, they know how you don't like this kind of attention that much. so, hanni suggested that you should take a break for a minute or two before joining them back. albeit reluctant, you followed her suggestion and went to the coffee machine to drink your coffee.

"you shouldn't drink that much coffee, you know."

you nearly spit out your coffee when a sudden voice interrupted you. furrowing your brows, you turn around, only to be met with minji's furrowed ones too.

"let me do whatever i want, min."

you snicker before turning your head back to the machine, not wanting to have a casual conversation with the latter at all.

"i'm being serious, y/n."

you groan internally. here she goes again. couldn't she just leave you alone for a second? you put down the poor paper cup harshly.

"let's continue our practice, guys."

you walk toward the other, leaving minji dumbfounded at the corner.

"when will the both of you going to settle it, bro?"

hanni tiredly asks, although her voice is too loud to let the others hear it too.

"minji and y/n unnie is still fighting?"

the curious hyein asked, receiving a hushed "don't get involved" from haerin.

"i don't know guys, someone is not trusting me."

oh, you indeed are testing minji's patience limit. unbeknownst to you, the next question you are going to ask is about to let the hell break loose.

"aren't you, kim?"

you asked her that without even facing her and you could only catch a flash of horrified gazes from the members before you found yourself getting dragged—once again, and now you hate the fact that she is stronger than you—out of the room. noticing that no one is around the quiet hallway, you shout, demanding her to stop.

"let me go, kim!"

you were surprised when she actually let go of your wrist, your right wrist, thankfully, only for you to get surprised even more when you see her teary eyes.

"stop calling me kim, y/n..."

"minji, i–"

well, now you feel guilty about it.

thinking about it, the past few days have been filled with both of you trying to test each other's limits—well, it's mostly you testing minji's patience, but let's ignore that–and end up feeling guilty about them.

the second time she drags you today, you let her as she leads you to her vocal practice room. you stand stiffly at the center of the room as she locks the door before turning around to face you, still with tears brimming in her eyes.

"i trust you, y/n. i fucking trust you."

you watched how she bit her lips, trying to not cry in front of you. it is the first time you heard her curse, and it stings more than you expected it to be.

"i..."

you were about to calm her down, but the tears on her face trailed off your words.

"i know you were going to continue practicing if i said i do, that was why i said i didn't!"

you tear away your gaze, settling it on the ground. you never know that was the reason. you trusted her so you believe she's telling the truth right now.

"is that enough of a reason, park y/n?!"

you feel your body jerked up upon her stern and sudden scream. now minji is really scaring you.

"i–"

"look at me, park y/n."

you fidget your fingers, and tears start brimming in your eyes. you feel so conflicted right now. you really don't want to cry here, in front of her, but she never talked to you this harshly. you badly want to comfort her but how could you when you can't even look at her without crying?

"i'm sorry, minji."

you shut your eyes tight when your voice wavered. now, she's going to know that you are on the verge of crying.

"i'm sorry for pushing you away, for putting you on the edge, for annoying you with my immature ways, for doubting you. i really am sorry."

you let your chin meet your chest as you let all the tears fall down to the floor. your clenched fists are probably white right now from the effort to suppress your emotions. you hate how she keeps silent even after a few more droplets fall from your face to the floor.

overwhelmed with your tears and emotions, you feel like running away from this room, from the same space with minji, before you get drowned in it.

and so you did.

you run away.

"y/n!"

you catch the way minji calls out for you, but you can't bear being in there anymore.

you have always been this way, trying to get away from the person who is the source of your difficulties. you did not learn how to open yourself to others when you were growing up. your parents always tell you that you shouldn't weep since sobbing is only for the weak. even worse, your parents aren't the kind to inquire about how your days are going. when they once saw you crying by yourself beneath your covers, they scolded you harshly, telling you that you were being overly sensitive about a little matter. it was one of your most painful childhood recollections. With all the regular girl friendship issues, middle school was a difficult period for you. you understand that it's okay to express your feelings the way you did a few years ago, but you still have a tendency to revert to your previous behaviours as time goes on.

just like now.

but you can't face minji, at least, not now.

you said the same thing the last few days, y/n

can your inner thoughts stop bothering the fuck out of you for a second?

you clenched your fist tighter, hating how pathetic your minds are probably looking inside right now.

you walk as fast as you can against a few people, your muscle memory saving you from disrespecting the staff here as you bow and bow. you let out a deep exhale upon seeing the front door of the building.

a bit more, y/n. a bit more.

"y/n!"

oh shit.

you stop abruptly, almost bumping into yunjin, a figure you considered your own sister now, who is now looking at you with a worried expression painted on her face.

"you okay, honey?"

you could only shake your head before burying your face into her chest, not wanting her to see your tears-stained face.

"it's okay, i'm here, y/n. i'm here."

minji, on the other hand, is back in the dance practice room after making sure she washed over all traces of tears on her face. it's enough that they have seen her cry a few days ago. she doesn't want to worry them more.

"minji unnie, where is y/n unnie?"

haerin watches intently, trying to figure out anything.

"uhh, she..."

unnie is probably making an excuse now.

"i asked her to go take a rest for the day."

that's totally a lie, minji unnie, there's no way y/n unnie will take a rest that easily. we all know how stubborn she is.

"she does seem tired earlier. did she train overnight last night again?"

hanni questions, which earns a nod from minji.

"i was awake when she went out but i don't know when she came back last night."

minji explains, gaining nods from the others.

haerin noted to herself to take care of both you and minji later.

i'll make sure they solve whatever problem they are having tonight.

minji panicked when she couldn't see a trace of you being in the house right now. it has been almost six hours since you left so she thought that you should at least be home now.

"y/n unnie isn't here.", "not here too.", "where did this brat go?"

minji watches as panic starts to spread among the members upon the missing of their one and only y/n.

noticing this, she instantly calmed them down.

"she probably went outside to, you know, take a walk or something. you guys know how she like to do that, right?"

minji watches as the others nod their heads in agreement. she could only mentally pray that her guess of your whereabouts is correct, or she might kill herself over guilt.

"unnie, that's so unfunny!"

it's bizarre how you are saying that when you are having the time of your life laughing at yunjin's dad jokes.

"y/n is the only one who understands the joke! oh, i love you, y/n."

you shriek as yunjin pecks you continuously on the cheek, making a grimaced expression despite not really hating it.

"yeah, you two can go and debut as a duo. a gagman duo."

the whole living room resonates with laughters from yunjin's members as you watch her pouts.

suddenly, a knock was heard from the front door of lesserafim's dorm.

"anyone expecting a guest?"

chaewon being the leader she is, questions.

seeing that all of them shake their heads in confusion, you watch as chaewon walks toward the screen displaying the front door's camera view.

"oh? it's minji-ssi. did you ask her to come here, y/n?"

oh shit.

yunjin probably notices how your face drops.

"you fought with her, didn't you?"

yunjin whispers to your ear, respecting your privacy in front of the others.

you have no choice but to nod weakly. and you also have no choice but to let minji know you are here. god forbid where she will go to search for you. heck, she might even go to the forest to make sure you are not there.

"i didn't but i guess i need to go now, guys."

you stand up as eunchae complains cutely.

"aww, it'll be boring without you!"

"what do you mean, manchae? i'm literally here?"

yunjin slips in.

"exactly."

you watch as the girls hold their stomachs while laughing their ass out. yunjin will forever be the teased one in this group.

"i'll come visit you guys more often, okay?"

you assured them as you finished packing up your stuff inside your bag.

"you better be, y/n."

you nod at zuha's unthreatening threat. waving the last goodbye before opening the door, not looking back at minji as you walk past her.

"hey, y/n!"

you know you need to stop to wait for the elevator, so you stop in your tracks anyway, allowing minji to catch up with you. perhaps your stare is too intense when you catch how minji's stern facade is being replaced with a softer one. knowing that she will probably keep silent like she did twice before, you break the silence first, gazing down at the worn-out tiles.

"look, minji..."

"i'm sorry, y/n."

your head stayed down as only your eyes moved up. watching intently as minji takes a step closer to you.

“i know i shouldn't have shouted at you like that even when i’m mad. it is so uncall of me.”

you watch her fidgeting her own fingers. you forgive her, honestly. you can understand why she shouted at you, especially when you look back at how much you frustrated her earlier.

"c-can i hug you?"

you heart stings upon hearing the vulnerable question. a sudden realization hits you that your fight with minji is getting worse than you expected to the point that she is scared to initiate any physical contact with you, which is so unlikely of her. she has always been the affectionate one between the both of you. the members have always complained that you are getting special treatment, which you need to deny because it is just that they are too affectionate, not that it is a bad thing at all.

"please, y/n."

you hate to see and hear her begs so desperately for what used to be so easy to get. not wasting any second anymore, you grab her wrist and pull her into your embrace, wincing softly when your swollen wrist hits her back.

"i miss you, y/n."

the sudden confession from minji distracts you from the pain as you feel her letting out a deep exhale of what you think is contentment on your neck. you blame the cold hallway that somehow makes you more emotional than usual as you feel yourself crying when she starts rubbing your back.

"i miss you too, min."

you couldn't care anymore if she notices how your voice cracks a bit from holding back the tears. you bite your bottom lips when she pushes you impossibly closer, her body warming you the exact way it has always done whenever you get cold, like right now. you agree even more with the nickname "official radiator" dani gives to her.

both you and minji didn't notice how lesserafim's door unlocked, yunjin and chaewon's head peeking out from behind the door.

"excuse us but you better get going to your dorm now before you start making out in front of OUR dorm."

you watch as minji panics, trying to let go of the hug, but you keep your hold on her tight.

"mind your own business, unniedeul!"

"oh, you are ditching me now that you have made up with your girlfriend, y/n-ssi?"

you watch how minji turns even panicked and somehow, your heart feels like it just gets punched.

"unnie, what the hell?! she is not my girlfriend?!"

you hate how the denial rolls off your tongue. you hate how you can feel minji loosening your grip on her waist, but you still let go of her, hating to make her feel uncomfortable. after all, her comfort is your utmost priority. minji is your utmost priority, if we exclude your career, of course. but she doesn't need to know that. as if she will feel the same way if you ever tell her about it.

"whatever, don't stay here too long, y/n and minji!"

"yeah..."

your voice trailed off before they finally shut the door. you let minji drag you after she intertwines your hand with hers into the just-arrived elevator.

you stay silenced, trying your best to hide your reddened face from minji.

"can i ask you something, y/n?"

you hum albeit the weird feeling in your stomach starts appearing again.

"what was that about?"

what?

"what?"

"i saw you blushing earlier, y/n."

you look up as you watch how confusion fills minji’s face.

"what? no, i wasn’t."

you denied as you sensed a lump forming in your throat.

“don’t lie, y/n."

did she know?

no way.

"yes, i did, min."

you feel the lump growing bigger as you watch minji hesitate for a while.

"why?"

"no reason."

you know where this conversation will lead you and you are not willing to do it, not here, not when you just get to talk to her normally again.

"you like me?"

it is as if a huge rock falls on your shoulder as you feel her question weighs you down.

"of course, i like you, min. you are my best friend."

a sting is felt in your heart yet you ignore it, focusing on averting minji from this topic. you lift your face to see her completely dazed face. usually, you can read her like an open book but now, you can’t tell what is she thinking about.

“that’s not what i mean, y/n.”

why is she being like this?

you wonder to yourself, what does she want you to answer her because you sure can see a glint of disappointment in her deep eyes. too deep in your thought, you jumped upon the elevator's sudden sound at your arrival on the ground floor.

“what is this about, min?”

you questioned, getting tired of guessing her actual purpose of asking all of this. it doesn’t even feel like she asked because she feels the same. it feels more like she is interrogating you, as the leader kim minji.

you followed her from behind as she walked out of the elevator. your question is left ignored and you feel a piece of glass stabbed in your heart.

she knew you liked her.

she knew you like girls, park y/n.

she is disgusted by you, park.

and with her silence, your inner demon wins over your thoughts.

minji is troubled by your eerie silence. she wants to tell you about her feelings but listening to your nonchalant answers earlier makes the balloon of her hope burst just like that. she never explicitly told you about her preferences on love but she supposed she made it obvious when she always gushes over female idols more than male idols. she always takes notes on how your face would look like it will explode anytime soon when she overpraises one of the idols, especially when it comes to her new friend, liz from ive. she knew you think that liz is more attractive than you despite her always convincing that you are the prettiest, which always leads to you getting your face reddened like a tomato.

but at the end of the day, she only has one person in her heart.

"y/n."

you immediately fix your position before scooting over to the other side of the car. your eyes fixated at the view outside of the window. you feel your heart getting heavier as each second passes by. you can’t deal with her now. you refuse to let your demon cheer over your loss and hurt minji again.

"hey..."

you feel her hand creep around your arm, circling it as you feel the car seat beside you sink in.

you detangle her arm and push it away carefully. with the presence of your manager in the driver's seat, you can’t risk yourself spilling something you shouldn’t.

"let's just talk later, minji."

"oh..."

a pang on your chest.

and another one, a bit harder, when you feel the seat rise up back.

you feel the intense stare of minji from your right side, probably trying to make a hole into your brain to see what you were thinking. you ignored it, turning away to watch the view outside once again.

you can do this, y/n. a bit more.

and your wish did come true when you caught sight of your dorm building. you suddenly take notice of your bag, filled with your belongings that were supposed to be sprawled out in the practice room. you grab the bag and mutter a small gratitude towards minji, hoping that she heard it and just in time, the car stops, signalling that you have arrived in front of the building.

"i'm very sorry for troubling you, unnie."

"it's okay, y/n. just, rest a lot and minji, make sure the girls sleep early. you need to practice again tomorrow, get it?"

"yes..."

you quickly get yourself out of the car and minji thinks that you are going to leave her behind, but you go around the car, opening up the door for her.

you catch her surprised face but brush it off, not wanting to create a chance for her to talk to you about earlier.

just, let you breathe without thinking about it for a second.

silence fills the air as both of you walk your way to the elevator, and luckily, the elevator arrives just in time. you walk inside, followed by her.

the silence is slowly filled with awkwardness as you glance at her fidgeting hands, aching to hold them like you always do but you hold yourself back, knowing better not to.

“do you want to talk inside the dorm or should we go somewhere else?”

“what?”

you hate how she flinched slightly over your reply. you just simply hate being awkward with her.

“you said, we sh-should talk about it later?”

oh shit. i said that out of spite, damn.

“uhh, i think we can go talk inside your room.”

“yeah, that should do.”

right after the elevator door opens on your level, you step out and about to walk straight to the said room after entering the house. about to because apparently, the other girls are worried about you.

“unnie, where did you go?”, “are you alright, y/n unnie?”, “y/n, where the heck were you?”

amidst the chaos breaking out, you notice how haerin stands still, her stare on you feels like she has a clue on what is going on but you brush it off, knowing that there is no way minji told her about the arguments you two had.

upon the entrance of minji, the girls start surrounding her, leaving both you and haerin having a staring session.

“unnie.”

you follow haerin’s gaze as she walks closer to you.

“yes, haerin-ah?”

“can we talk?”

oh no.

it is not that you are scared of her knowing the truth and being disgusted at you but you don’t want to make minji the bad guy here no matter if she is or not. at the end of the day, both you and minji are her unnies whom she relies on a lot.

“sure, but i need to talk to minji first, okay?”

you catch how hesitation flashes over her eyes before she nods, probably knowing that it is enough that you agreed to talk with her later.

“and uh, i kinda need to use your room for a while, can i?”

she nodded again before you turn around, watching the girls attacking minji with questions.

“min.”

the call meant to take minji’s attention has taken the other’s attention as well.

“let’s go.”

you follow minji’s track after she nods and walked her way to her room albeit the noise of confusion filling the living room.

“about what you said earlier…”

you take a deep breath.

this is it, y/n. you are going to deny it and bury this feeling forever.

“i like you, y/n.”

what?

“no, no. you d-don’t have to pretend.”

you ramble, only now aware of the fact that minji’s face is right in front of you, causing you to step back in surprise.

“y/n.”

you were caught off with how minji’s eyes are filled with tears.

why is she crying?

“y-yes?”

“do you hear me the first time?”

how can you like and hate how serious she is being right now?

“of course, i do but that’s not the po—”

your words are cut short again when she grabs your hands, a bit more careful with the left one, before staring at you so intensely that you can see the swirl of emotions inside them.

“park y/n, i love you.”

you want to be convinced so bad but her dazed and confused face flashes right before you can respond to her confession.

“aren’t you disgusted by me?”

“what?”

you watch the bewildered expression on her face before it turns into acknowledgement.

“why would i be?”

you feel yourself shrinking when minji’s deep and stern voice intimidates you.

“b-because i like girls?”

you watch her cautiously when she sighs deeply.

“didn’t i just told you that i love you, y/n?”

“y-yes?”

“and you are a girl, aren’t you?”

oh.

you feel stupid for getting it just now.

“oh.”

it’s the only thing that could come out of your mouth as you process what you just heard.

“seriou—”

“you love me?!”

minji covers your mouth with her big hand.

“bro, are you going to let the whole world know?”

you watch how her face reddens and how she tries to look anywhere but at you. once again, you are reminded of how much you love the other girl and how much you want to be hers. overwhelmed with emotions, you hug her, needing her warmth to keep you grounded.

noticing her silence, you continue your words.

“i was not expecting it.”

you smile upon feeling her smile on your forehead.

“expecting what?”

you feel so much calmer as her hands stroke your hair. your entire body begins to warm up as you realise that you can now get her to do it to you without a reason now.

“you liking me back…”

she pulls away, looking at you in disbelief.

“why do you think i went to see you at 3 in the morning the other day for?”

“because you were being a caring member?”

you watch as she facepalms herself, prompting a laugh to slip from your lips.

“bro, you are like, super dense. damn…”

“hey, i am not!”

you hit her arm playfully, and waves of laughter fill the small space.

“so you weren’t walking away because you were disgusted by me?”

“hell, no!”

you smile as you feel her embrace get tighter.

“i will never be disgusted by you, y/n.”

you were about to kiss her cheek,

“okay, maybe if you cooked me something with carrot, i might be.”

and she ruined it just like that. you huff in annoyance before wiggling yourself out of her embrace.

“where are you going?”

you watch how she asks you with innocence plastered on her face.

“we aren’t staying here all night, are we?”

you hold out your right hand, immediately getting it intertwined with minji’s one as she smiles sheepishly.

“right.”

as promised, you are going to talk to haerin inside her shared room with minji after making sure to explain, well, almost everything to the girls. minji has made sure you are holding a bag of ice wrapped in a towel on your left wrist beforehand.

“y/n.”

you turned around, meeting minji’s worried eyes with your confused ones. she brought you to the kitchen after excusing both of you from the other girls.

“yeah?”

you caught how her gaze moved from your eyes to your left hand, or more specifically, your left wrist.

“you hurt that, right?”

instinctively, you tried—emphasis on tried—hiding your hand but minji is undeniably faster at grabbing your arm, slowly and carefully lowers her hands to hold your wrist.

“how did you know?”

“i—”

“you were staring at me, i know.”

“bro—”

you chuckled when you saw her pout. your lips naturally meet her pouted one, as if you have been doing it forever.

“y/n—”

“your lips are so soft.”

you blurted out. it is your first kiss so you have nothing to compare hers with but you are sure that her lips are the softest lips you will ever kiss.

“it was my first kiss.”

“wha— y/n! your first kiss shouldn’t be that short!”

“then kiss me again...”

you never knew where you got the courage to say it so easily but when minji took a step forward, you knew it was because you were going to share it with her, with the one and only kim minji. the only girl that you’ve liked so earnestly your entire life. with a smile softer than you’d ever seen before, she made another step toward you, her hands resting on your chest. her face moved past your face,

“may i?”

you gasped silently when her lips slightly brushed with your earlobe. you’re relieved that she can’t see how red your face is right now.

with your hum of agreement as a cue, you close your eyes when you feel her soft lips against yours again. you can also feel her arms circling around your neck as you grab and rub her waist softly, afraid that she’ll be gone the moment you open your eyes.

contrast to the firework sensation people always associate with a kiss, you feel a tranquillity settling down in you. it feels as if minji is soothing you down, as if minji’s kiss makes you acknowledge that this is not a dream, that she is here, in reality, loving you as much, if not more, as you love her.

you pull her closer as she tightens her arms around you, pulling onto each other for more and when you stop and open your eyes, minji has her eyes closed, heavily exhaling, hair ruffled, and you have never seen a prettier mess than her.

her lips at your ear again, whispering,

“I love you.”

you want this to last forever. slowly, carefully, reverently, you cupped her face with both hands.

you want to kiss her again.

her smile grew even softer, and as if she could read your mind, she nodded.

letting out a small chuckle, you surged forward to kiss her back. minji’s arms wrapped around your back, and with her usual strength, she pulled you close, her tongue diving deeply into your mouth, claiming what always had been hers, anyway. you smiled in the kiss as your eagerness was reciprocated. your arms circled around her waist, the pain on your left wrist is left unbothered as you grip the hem of her hoodie.

you started to feel dizzy, and your heart’s beating was getting erratic but even as breathing became a necessary distraction, you still didn’t want to pull away. you have been waiting for this for so long and you are here now, trying to make the fullest out of it. you hum in satisfaction when you feel her hands tangling in your hair.

yet though, both of you had to part. gasping for oxygen, both of you leaned your foreheads together, eyes closed and bodies pressed against each other’s.

“i love you, minji.”, “i love you, y/n.”

both of you giggled at the coincidence. oh, you love her laugh so much. albeit reluctant shown all over her face, minji let you go, her sweet smile still plastered on her face.

“now, let’s put some ice on your wrist before the members caught us like this.”

you unknowingly blushed at the thought of the girls catching you two kissing like that. you shaked your head, pushing away the thought.

it’s embarrassing!

“why are you shaking your head?”

you thought she didn’t notice it.

“i— i was just—”

“you were thinking about if the girls caught us kissing right?”

how can she read your mind just like that?!

both of you returned to the living room to spot the girls all huddled up on the sofa, eyes on their own’s phones.

“oh, you’re done, unnie?”

haerin, who noticed both of you first asked. you nod and approach her.

“let’s go?”

“go where?”

curiosity got the best of minji as she blurted out the question.

“i’m not going to take y/n unnie away from you, minji unnie”

“n— no, what do you mean?! i was just curious!”

you giggled when you watch minji brushing haerin’s statement away with her reddened face.

“we’re just going to talk for a while.”

you answered for her, watching her pouts her lips.

“actually, unnie, can i sleep with you tonight?”

it has been so long since you slept with haerin because of the tight schedule. although all of you have assigned roommates, all six of you are always up to sleeping with each other if one of you wants to, like right now.

“sure!”, “y/n!”

before minji could sulk because she couldn’t sleep with you, hanni dragged her to sit on the sofa, asking the taller to watch the tv with her, leaving her with no choice but to stare at you hopelessly while you giggled with haerin dragging you to your shared room.

“so…”

“did you and minji unnie fight, unnie?”

oh, she’s going straight to the point like she usually is but you always get surprised by it.

“yeah, we kinda did…”

you watched as she nodded in understanding.

“but, we’ve made up though!”

you quickly exclaimed, not wanting to trouble the younger one.

“is your wrist okay, unnie?”

you catch her looking at the ice bag covered by a towel on top of your swollen wrist.

“remember when i fell earlier this morning?”

“i knew something was wrong.”

“huh?”

“i saw how you hid that wrist earlier, unnie.”

you feel the warmth spread over your body when you feel her caress your injured hand carefully.

“i, just, don’t want to let you guys down, you know?”

it has always been easier for you to be honest with haerin. despite being younger, you have always leaned on her secretly, even before you debuted. maybe because the way she shows that she cares with her actions more than her words makes you feel more comfortable to let it out in front of her.

“i know.”

“but,”

and also the moment she uses her words instead,

“you would never let us down, especially me.”

you will find yourself comforted so much by them. so much, that you always end up tearing up in front of her.

“and here you go, making me cry again, haerin-ah…”

“god, i’m not wishing you guys to fight again or anything, but can you guys keep your hands to yourselves for once?!”

hanni can only sigh in defeat as both of you stick your tongues out. teasing hanni is usually done separately by both of you, but it’s your favourite activity to do with minji now. it has been a few days since minji and you have got together but oth of you agreed on telling the others later when the suitable time comes.

“god, why do you give me two stupid bears as my friends?”

‘hey, don’t call my minji stupid!”, “hey, don’t call my y/n stupid!”

“i’m never hanging out with only the two of them after this!”

you and minji start laughing over the coincidence while hanni runs away, she has never felt this lonely when she thirdwheeled dani and haerin before.

at times, you are reminded how lucky you are to have all five of them as your members. you would never survived as an idol if it was not with them.

and you hope all of them know that too.

so, that marks the end of midnight quarrel!! i have never updated the continuation of my works this fast but thanks to your constant interest, especially @zkfmhoo and a few anons, i made it!! sorry if it's too long but i hope you enjoy it!!

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