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seungmin4president · 7 months

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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?💀

❗please dont copy my work❗

❗©️seungmin4president ❗

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charmercharm3r · 8 months

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Hihi! I really like your writings. 💕

I would like to make a request. One for ot8.

I would like to know the boys' reaction when you moan their name in your sleep. Like, you're best friends with so and so member and your sleeping over and you're having a wet dream and you moan their name out loud. What would their reaction be? What would they do? Would they say something to you or keep it to themselves? Would they make a move?

If you do this request, thank you so much! 💕

And if not, no worries and thank you nonetheless. 💕

i kept this in the vault for TOO LONG im sorry

Masterlist

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chan is a slut for you. S. L. U. T. even if you don’t know it. everyone knows this man is a night owl, so to get in your channie-time, you stay up with him a couple nights a week. one of those days happens to be in his bedroom. while he’s on a roll with this melody that’s stuck in his head, he’s humming into the microphone and has his big ass headphones on, so he doesn’t see you start to drift off. but when he finally returns to the outside world, he hears you mumbling in your sleep. you look so cute wrapped up in his bed, blanket tucked under your chin and taking up the entire single pillow he has. then you do it again, more intelligible this time. is that… his name?? he doesn’t do anything to stop you or wake you up. hard as a fucking rock, excuses himself to take a cold shower and get rid of the filthy thoughts swimming in his head. little does he realize that his mic is still recording. only later the next day when he’s going over the project does he catch the small moans in the background. those get put in an extra secret, extra secure folder on his phone. just for him, his hand, and the late, late night.

minho is the most straight forward out of all of them. he warned you, he didn’t want you to fall asleep in the first place because he knew he wouldn’t be able to keep fighting off the stupid warm bubbling in his belly cus you’re so damn cute. you always thought he was being his normal teasing self whenever he’d tell you, “stop falling asleep around me, i’ll fall in love with you, i swear.” no way did he have a crush on you, too. refusing to admit it, you fall asleep in his bed one night anyways. doesn’t get hard cus he’s in shock and almost bursts into laughter at you moaning his name in your sleep. not because he thinks you’re funny, but because he can’t believe you’re actually doing it. of your own free will— well, as much free will as you have when you’re unconscious. wakes you up immediately by tapping the pillow you lay on. his face is right in front of yours with the most serious look on his face. you don’t remember the dream, but still, he won’t let you sleep until you admit what you did >:(

changbin would wake you up immediately. what the fuck do you mean, you moan his name in your sleep?! this whole time?! he’s not gentle about it, his cute aggression a lot stronger now that he knows you feel the same. it was the first time you’d fallen asleep in front of him, and this happens?! he would’ve made you stay over more often if it would’ve led to this. cus he kisses you as soon as you confess that yes, you’re incredibly into him and care for him more than a friend. things get steamy, but you’re still half asleep! it is the a.m., after all. don’t worry, he doesn’t wanna move too fast. you’re the needy one (his words), so he’ll do all the work for now. some nice, desperately in love head for the first of many mind numbing orgasms, it practically rocks you back to sleep. this time, with him cuddled up beside you.

hyunjin knew it from the beginning. he’s intuitive when it comes to other people’s feelings and emotions, is also very emotionally mature. it helps that he knows you so well. falling asleep in his bed, you can’t help the wet dreams when he’s a dream personified. light touches of his fingertips over the outline of your body from your head to your ankles, not wanting to disturb you but also not being subtle. you mumbling his name in your sleep solidifies that you want him just as bad, he can’t pass up the opportunity! brushing your hair with his fingers softly, that wakes you up but only enough to know that it’s him touching you. he’d come in close to press a kiss to your cheek and you think that it’s just a sweet gesture, until he comes in closer and closer to your lips. oops, now you’re making out— and you don’t wanna stop. he’ll stick his hand down your sleep shorts, let you use him however you’d like, but that’s as far as he’ll go until you’re more of a sound mind. would love if he could kiss you until he fell asleep, too.

jisung is another one where you think he’s kidding every time he tells you he’s in love with you. he says it to everyone! he pretends to kiss all of his friends! except he only started doing it to mask how much he liked you. a movie night with him turned into a slumber party, you on the couch and him on the floor in front of you. when you fall asleep on your belly, one hand hanging off the edge and it whacks him in the face, then he hears the slightly incoherent murmurs of you saying his name. ohhh he’s hit the jackpot now, and bricked up like no fucking other. would kiss the inside of your palm to softly wake you up, except you’re deep in this dream and need a bit more than that to come back to reality. slips a hand under the back of your shirt to feel your warm skin and he almost melts cus you say his name louder, consciously. at least, semi. would— and will— rut against the side of the couch when you lead his hand down the back of your shorts to feel how much you want him. rips the fucking fabric off you immediately and goes to town just like that. does not care whatsoever if it’s an unconventional position for a first intimate moment together, he wants you. and later intends to make it clear that he will not try to kiss his friends anymore if you say you’ll date him.

felix is so timid when it comes to romantic relationships, so his mouth is like a vault locked and sealed away when he hears you moan his name in your sleep. however, that doesn’t mean he doesn’t pitch a tent in his pants, cus holy hell is he fucking hard. he isn’t shy when it comes to anything sexual, though. you two are close! so close that he feels comfortable enough to roll onto his back and pull his dick out of his underwear and dry fist himself to the sounds of your pretty whimpers for him. does he feel guilty? a little. would he do it again? absolutely. cums hard when your hips start to twitch slightly as though you’re reaching your own peak within the dream. will he be confessing after this? maybe, maybe not. who knows if he can even look you in the eyes again.

seungmin would also wake you up as soon as you say his name even just once. he’s not sweet about it, but he doesn’t make you feel like shit. kinda teases you and goads you into annoyedly confessing that yes, you have a massive fucking crush on him and yes, you were having a wonderful wet dream until he decided to ruin it. raises his eyebrows and smirks, “a wet dream about me,” as if you didn’t already fucking know that. asshole. kisses you to make you stay and forgive him for waking you up, but won’t outwardly admit he likes you back. intends on showing you that the feelings are reciprocated by making you cum on his fingers and in his mouth, “isn’t the real thing better? should’ve been having wet dreams about me this whole time.” “i have been.” “good to know. now, think you can handle more? one for each dream you’re gonna tell me about. who knows? maybe i’ll be nice enough to make it come true.”

jeongin is more flustered than you are when he accidentally falls off the bed and wakes you during his attempt at escaping. he’s only embarrassed because he’s hard as fuck and should not be thinking about his best friend like that— even if you’re thinking the same about him. it’s wrong! it’s immoral! and that’s why it turns him on so much. when you jolt awake to see him on the floor clutching his dick, he gets red in the face and ultimately admits that he was listening to you whimper his name in your sleep. it’s you who makes the first move and invites him back to bed, making him lay beside you while reassuring him that it’s okay to feel this way. he’s not doing anything wrong when you feel exactly the same. uh oh, you’re leaning in, does he kiss you? he wants to so bad. you’re so warm and smell so good. shivers covers his body when you trail your hand towards his waistband and simultaneously guide one of his towards your aching center. who would’ve thought a routine sleep over would’ve ended in the two of you hand fucking each other until you were kissed breathless and eventually fell back asleep in one another’s arms? he definitely didn’t.

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heluvschibi · 13 days

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Baby you got me feelin' (Butterflies)

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Everytime I listen to Butterflies by Stray kids, I always think about a cute fan fiction. Or what I will be writing about!!!

Description: When 8 men all have a dream about you and is smitten. (Based off Butterflies by Stray kids)

ot8 skz x female reader

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Seungmin's POV

The sound of a happy piano was played on my phone, I shot up from my slumber, in a cold sweat, and my face was hot.

"What was I dreaming of...?" I scratched my head, turning off my alarm. The dream... It was of this girl...she was beautiful...

A ding was heard from my phone I looked down and saw a notification from the group chat "Stray Adults💀" it was from Jeongin.

Jeongin:Guys swear on my life I had a dream about this girl!!

Me:I had a dream about a girl to, what did she look like?

Jeongin:She had [skin color] and [eye color]... And I think her name was like... Y/n? She told me it in the dream after a butterfly landed on her shoulder.

Chan:You to? I had a dream where me and this Y/n girl were like in a field or something...with... Butterflies?

Minho:I had a dream like that but she was playing with my cats.

Felix:I had a dream of her but we were acting like a couple, me and her were making brownies together 🥰

Hyunjin:Oh, me and her were sitting on a bench in the middle of a flower field...

Han:Wow, guys what if we all have some super powers or something now.

Chan:What,did you dream of her to?

Han:Hell yeah!

Chan:Language...

Han:Sryyyy🤭

Hyunjin :Where's Changbin?

Changbin:Waiting for you to notice me❤

Hyunjin:I'm leaving this group chat now...

Felix:Changbin hyung, did you dream of the girl to?

Changbin:Yeah, She was just standing by the pull up bar with her back facing me.

Me:You had a dream about her... At a gym?

Changbin:If I'm gaining in real life, might as well gain in my dreams right? 💪🏻😏

Me:End yourself...

Chan:HEY!

Minho: We only dream of people we've met in real life, have you guys seen her some where because I sure in hell don't..

Chan:nope

Han:nope

Jeongin:No

Minho:Well we all must've...

Han:HEY MINHO HYUNG CUSSED AND CHANNIE HYUNG DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING ABT THAT!!

Minho: oh be quite... 😒

Jeongin:Are we all still meeting up at the coffee shop later today?

Felix:Yeah ofc ☺

I turned off my phone.

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As I approached the coffee shop, on the front balcony was 7 guys sitting around a table outside, they were so loud but they were still my friends.

"Hey guys." I waved walking towards them smiling and waving.

"Hey Seung!" Felix said to me waving his hand, I had to squeeze past Chan, and Jeongin, to get to my seat, when I sat down the bell from the cafe dinged and I looked up from my phone, my eyes widen... The girl... It's the girl from our dreams.

Her silver name plate on her chest read "Y/n".

All the guys were staring at her, and when she finally got to our table she smiled at us, I don't know but suddenly my stomach felt funny, a blush krept onto my cheeks.

"Hello, welcome to Woo Cafe, what would you guys like?" She said smiling at us twirling the pen she had in her right hand.

Wow... She was so beautiful... The way she looks like a flower that just bloomed, she looks so cute to with her hair up, I wonder if she's dating anyone, does she like anyone-

My train of thought ended when I heard Felix started choking on something, "Ah I'm f-fine." He coughs out smiling at her when he's done.

"Oh uh do you guys wanna order now? I can wait a few seconds." She pointed with her thumb behind her back in the cafe.

"No!" We all said, she halted her movement and nodded her head.

Our heartbeats matching eachother.

"Uhm actually, could you give us a moment..." Chan laughs awkwardly, she nods and walks back into the cafe.

I put my hand on my heart.

"Did you see the way she was smiling at me?" Hyunjin muttered out, the rest of the boy's gasped or rolled their eyes me included.

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Y/n's POV

I waited at the cash register until one of the boys -the one that looked like a puppy- looked at me, I smiled as a way of showing him that I was coming out to take their order.

I walked back out there with a small smile, "Are you guys ready to order?"

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I love starting new stories :]

Have a good day/afternoon/night!! —Chibi

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sugawhaaa · 11 months

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STRAY KIDS REACTION

You tell them your hypersexual

Pairing::ot8 x fem!hypersexual!reader

Warnings::suggestive/nothing really happens just talk of some sex

A/N:: so today is my birthday and I wanted to write smth kinda special for it and it hit me. I'm hypersexual and I can NEVER find fanfics with hypersexual readers. Maybe I'm just stoopid but I can't find any 😭😭😭

☎️Bangchan☎️

you sat in between chan's legs as you played video games together. He softly patted your head as you shared information about your games to each other. There was then a moment of silence. This was the perfect time to tell him what was on your mind.

After a year of dating bangchan you still haven't told him you're in fact hypersexual and it will definitely affect your relationship further. You took a deep breath and started to speak but bangchan had the same idea. You both started talking at the same time and both stopped at the same time. Chan giggled before telling you to "Go ahead," but you refused. "Go on, you know you can tell me anything baby," he said, kissing your head.

"It's just kind of…serious. It'd ruin the cute moment." You chuckled awkwardly.

"No dear, if you want to tell me, tell me. I'll always listen to you dear." He said with another kiss to your head. His words made your heart melt.

"Okay," you said before taking a deep breath. "I'm hypersexual…" you awaited a response from him.

"Really?" He said in his Australian accent and you nodded. "Wow, I had no idea," he giggled and you chuckled shyly. "Let me know if you ever need help um," he cleared his throat "feeling relief," he said before laughing lightly and you laughed too. "But seriously whatever you need I will help you with." He said before he snuggled his nose in the crevasse of your neck making you laugh.

🌸Lee Know🌸

"Minho," you called out his name as he practiced dancing in the dance room at the JYP building.

"Yes?" He said as he took a break to get some water and sit down.

"Can I tell you something really important…" you said as you squeezed your thighs together.

"Yeah, go for it," he said before he slurped water out of his straw.

"But take it seriously,"

"I will, I will." He reassured you as he scooted closer to you. Putting his hand on your thigh to rub it comfortingly.

"I'm hypersexual." You stated and he choked on his water. He looked up at you with wide eyes.

"Really?" Minho said as he wiped up some of the mess he made with his water. You nodded anxiously. "Are you telling me this because you're horny right now?" He said inching closer.

"W-what no!" You did not expect him to say that. He then pinned you to the floor with force.

"Don't lie~" he cooed as his lips went to your shoulder. "Your always horny for me~"

🌹Changbin🌹

"Changbin? Can I talk to you for a minute?" You said as Changbin came around the corner of the kitchen.

"Sure, what's up?" He said, setting the popcorn down on the table in front of you. He sat down next to you and felt your energy move to himself. "What's wrong sweetie? You look upset!" He said calmly as he rubbed your back.

"It's kinda stupid but-"

"No, no, nothing is stupid. If it's making you feel like this then it's Hella important to me." He stated firmly making you smile. He was like your knight in shining Armour. Always protecting you and making you feel safe.

"I'm hypersexual."

His jaw dropped into an O shape and his eyes widened. "Oh?" He thought about what you said. "We haven't even had actual sex yet?"

"Not so loud! The members are still awake!" You said covering his mouth.

"Sorry," he said before bringing his own hand to his mouth. You released your tense hands off of his mouth. "Alright, the movie can wait. Tell me everything. How does it work? How is it different from being turned on all the time? Can something trigger it? Tell me it all."

💫Hyunjin💫

You lay in Hyunjins arms after just having sex. He had been saying how much he loves you for the past, at least 20 minutes but you had yet to reply.

"Is something wrong baby?" He said before kissing your forehead and looking you in the eyes.

"I feel guilty," you said looking down, away from his eyes.

"Why?" He said innocently as he looked up at you.

"I suppose I should've told you this sooner…" you mumbled to yourself as his eyes looked at you with worry. "I'm hypersexual." You stated as you awaited an answer.

"What does that mean," he said blankly and you giggled. The energy in the room changed with such a simple reply.

"It's hard to explain with words. It's basically an uncontrollable urge to have sexual contact more than the average person and it affects you physically and mentally,"

He seemed quite intrigued by your explanation.

"Interesting…" he thought to himself "is it genetic?" He asked.

"There is not too much research on the disorder but some professionals believe it could be related or make you more prone to getting it," you explained further.

"So you don't just have it when you're born?" He seemed confused and you giggled at his expression.

"Nope, it's developed through many different things, sexually related trauma, depression, BPD, ADHD, anxiety, so on,"

Hyunjin kept asking you more and more questions to be sure he understood everything you were going through.

"I'm so happy we can talk about things like this," he smiled warmly at you as his hands played with your hair. "I love you," he said softly.

"Love you too," you said in a sleepy voice.

💋Han💋

Han held you in his arms as he peppered kisses all over your cheek but in doing so he hit one spot of your neck that was extra sensitive and you let out a croaked moan. Jisung stopped and looked up at you in shock while you just covered your face in humiliation.

"Did you like that?" He chuckled but you didn't reply. You just kept your face buried in your hands. "Babe? Is something wrong?" He said gently grasping your wrist.

"I always feel so guilty." You uttered out and Han looked at you with confusion.

"Guilty about what?" He said as he set his chin on your shoulder.

"I'm hypersexual and I just couldn't find the right time to tell you. I keep asking for you to finger me, give me oral, everything and I just feel bad for constantly turning every moment with you into sex." You confessed and Jisung was shocked.

"You never told me you were hypersexual all this time?" He said as he rubbed your arm.

"Yeah…" you sighed.

"Babe it's okay! I really don't mind, whatever my baby needs alright?" He said now stradling you and you nodded your head in response. "You have a disorder and there's not really anything you can do about it, so just relax. Whenever you want me I'm here,"

🍬Felix🍬

You and Felix had been talking about fun facts about yourselves for the past at least hour. Funny stories, facts about your parents, scars you have etc and during this entire chat you wanted to tell him you were hypersexual. See the problem is, you have no idea how he'll reply. You decided to suck it up and tell him. After he finished your story you mumbled out "Felix?"

He looked up at you with some concern considering your tone of voice "yes?" Yongbok said as he leaned closer to you with those big doe eyes of his.

"I have something kind of important to tell you," you said as you crossed your legs and faced Felix on the couch.

"O-Okay…" he seemed kind of nervous. Based on the look in his eyes he seemed to be thinking that he did something to upset you.

You took a deep breath and confessed "I'm hypersexual."

He stared back at you before a great sigh escaped his lips. "Thank god," Felix put his hand up to his chest and threw his head back. You looked at him in confusion.

"You do know hypersexuality is a disorder right?" You giggled lightly. His behavior changed the mood in the room immensely.

"Yes but I thought I did something wrong!" He shouted, making you both laugh. "But seriously it's fine. Whenever, whatever you need me I'm here," he smiled before tackling you in tickles.

✨️Seungmin✨️

"What time is it?" Seungmin questioned as he rolled over to face you. You and Seungmin had just binge watched a K-drama together and now that you're in bed neither of you can catch a wink of sleep.

"9:13" you replied and rolled over to face him. You gently pushed back his hair to look at his face fully. You placed a kiss on his forehead and in return he gave you a little :> smile.

You giggled and he asked "what? What'd I do?"

"You're just so cute," you said, pinching his cheeks softly and he grumbled. You crawled over to him and wrapped your body around his like a koala on a tree. He seemed a little shocked at your sudden movement but he snuggled right back into you, burying his face just below your shoulder. "Seungmin," you called out his name softly in the blue lit room.

"Yes baby?" He hummed.

"I know now isn't the best time but, can I tell you something?" You said as you cling to him tighter.

"Sure," he seemed unfazed, he usually is when it comes to serious talk. He takes you seriously but he just keeps a poker face 90% of the time.

"I'm hypersexual…" you said awkwardly.

"What does that mean," he chuckled a little and you giggled back and let him go to look him in the eyes.

"It's a disorder that affects me mentally and physically. It essentially makes me uncontrollably horny a lot of the time and can be triggered by the simplest of things." You explained a little shyly.

"Oh…is it painful at all?" He asked seemingly very curious.

"Kind of, you know how it feels to be edged? Like you're just about to cum and then your partner stops?" You tried to give him a good example to imagine.

"Yes. Unfortunately I do know thanks to you-"

"Haha," you fake laughed, "picture feeling like that all the time. That's how I feel," you attempted to explain.

"Oh…that's difficult." He thought to himself.

"Yeah it's frustrating," you laughed.

"I feel bad for you…" He said biting the inside of his cheek and you just shrugged. "I'll never tease you again. Anytime you want, notify me and I'll assist you,"

🧋I.N 🧋

You sat in your bath relaxing with some calming music and reading. Recently you found this new series and it's got you hooked. You peacefully watched the words dancing among the pages as the fresh scent of bubble bath filled your senses. Suddenly you heard the door swing open.

"Um hello?" You called out into the bathroom. A frightened Jeongin replied "so I may or may not have looked through your diary…" he said really fast.

"What!" You said slamming your book down.

"But that's not what's important. I found one page that said you were hypersexual!" He panicked in a cracked voice. "Do you have an STD!!!" He shouted.

"What!? Jeongin, what are you talking about?" You laughed hysterically. He opened the curtain or your bathtub to reveal his pale face.

"Did I give you an STD!?" He wailed and you laughed at him. Out of breath you hushed him.

"No, no what ever gave you that idea?" You laughed.

"The members said it was an STD!" He said pointing to your diary that was wide open.

"No, Jeongin, they're teasing you." You said with a wave of your hand.

"What…" he said with a dumbfounded expression.

"Hypersexual is a disorder I have," you chuckled as you heard the members outside the door giggling. Jeongin spun around to look at them.

"You little-!" He growled at them as they came around the corner. A mischievous collab of Lee know, Han, and Hyunjin. That's when Jeongin realized they could see your naked figure and covered you with his body. "Get out!" He shouted with a voice Crack and a red face.

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seventhcallisto · 6 months

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Prologue — "so overwhelmed"

Happy House. 2.7k wc.

Everything is so very overwhelming. Your clothes are overwhelming. Your hair is overwhelming. Your skin is overwhelming. Your makeup is overwhelming. The bustling makeup artist and the photographers and the light crew- everything really, is overwhelming. You've got hours of this left and you feel like you might pass out from the heat of the annoyingly cut up heavy jeans that are so inaccurate and so extremely 90s. But you have to power through or else you're making it everyone else's problem.

They're here to take photos of you for a concept you don't get told about. You are the muse and the artists are at work flashing lights and directing your movements. You've got to put your solid six hours of pose training to use, for some reason you don't think it's working like it should be. You feel awkward and weird in your own body. When you shuffle the press of the extremely tight denim skirt digs into your waist. Your feet feel heavy from the platform shoes. Your head is sweating from the amount of hairspray in it.

“Take five!”

You have to breathe. You can't breathe. But you're pushing through the feeling of needing to sob and wail at the overstimulation that's beating down on your senses. You're pushing through. You're always pushing through. Your temporary manager, a strict man- pulls at your arm as you stand so still in the middle of the set. Finally getting you to move after he called you many many times.

“Breathe” he whispers harshly and smiles to keep up the facade of happy-manager-man. Your face falls when you try to gulp back tears. “I'm trying” you hiss back, so tempted to just ruin your hair and stroke your hand over it. Your feet work against you as he continues his stomping rampage to the exit of the studio. The back alley is as close as you'll get to fresh air. You're somewhat grateful he noticed you struggling.

But facades are facades and you're supposed to not show how you're really feeling, and yet he noticed it. You bend, palm against your knees as you take harsh and panicked breaths into your painful lungs. Your makeup is expensive and you know the artists who did it will scold you like some child for getting tear streaks down your face. Cigarette smoke meets your nose. Harshly you cough and turn away from it. Hands on your hips as you pace away. “You'll get smoke on my clothes” you huff, five feet away at this point. It's true. Nic stains and leaves smell.

He takes one long drag, then stomps the ash out onto the sidewalk with a curse. He's got the decency, but you know he has been smoking the entire time you were getting poked and prodded like some doll. He reeks of it. You hate it, you hate how you work and how it's all so very uncomfortable. You hate having to walk on eggshells around him so he doesn't bark at you like an aggressive chihuahua. You hate this, you just became a trainee- like- a month ago. You hardly have any actual training under your belt.

Somehow you're already being thrown into the ring and given no clue how to fight. Panic is clawing your lungs and you think you might toss up the meal you had earlier in the day. You're already down to the smallest scale size you can manage without complete food restrictions and yet it was painfully hard to get there in the first place.

Everything is so very overwhelming.

“I can't do this,” you tell yourself, quiet compared to the city. “i can't.” you hiccup, heaving one hard breath out. Just breathe. The voice echos in your mind. Breathe. You take a shuddered breath in. One two three. Then out.

The day is long, but as long as you keep breathing and focus on why you're really there then you'll be okay. Soon night rolls around and you realize rent is a problem. Jiu can only pay so much for your side of it. Your hands slam down piles of paperwork and bills and written down studies that signal your last test is coming up so you can graduate. As soon as you're done you can put all your focus on training. One thing at a time. You've got to get hired part time somewhere. And luckily enough, a job that somewhat perfectly fits your schedule falls into your hands thanks to the orange haired woman who's your roommate.

“Your first paycheck has to go to rent”

“Who's going to feed me?”

“I'll feed you, just pay rent dammit”

Jiu has been feeding you for three weeks whilst you pay off your side of rent. You love her like a sister. She takes care of you like one. She's the only one you got close to when you came from your home country and began training. The only way you could communicate was through English. She was a trainee for a while. A solid 10 years. As soon as she turned 23 she quit being a trainee, moved out of the group house and began working. You felt anxious without her, she was the only one who bothered to help you the entire month you were there. So, like any younger sibling would do. You moved out and followed her. She convinced you to keep training, and took you in.

Now you're on the line of being an idol and being a trainee. You're in your most nerve-racking part of reaching your dream yet you still have so much more to train for.

It's weeks ago, you were standing in a line up of young women. Echoes of footsteps in the large practice room. Women the same as you, wishing to have their dream picked up so they can live their lives. A man dressed in all black, and a woman with a clipboard who stares through you like a ghost. They pace around you like predators stalking their prey. From the corner of your eyes, you can see each girl's expressions turning and twisting with anxiety. Some of them are younger, most of them older than you. A pair of the younger ones reach out to hold hands when the recruiters aren't looking. Attempting to ease each other's tension.

It's short- lived. Your attention is snapped back when fingers click right in front of your face. The clipboard holding woman looks you up and down with her emotions hiding behind a pair of heavy black bangs.

“Her” she says, as if you aren't there. Your eyes flicker back and forth. The man looks up from the paper he's holding. Staring you up and down. “Are you sure?” He asks, turning away from you to look the woman in her eyes. She continues to stare into your soul. You have to blink back to keep your eyes from watering. You are so very anxious.

The man doesn't ask a second time, nor does he look away from his companion. His hands clap together lightning quick. Whipping the paper back and forth. Half of the girls are startled, especially you. He joyously laughs under his black bucket hat. A false smile that pulls his aging cheeks. “You're going to debut kid, time to celebrate” he claps his hands against your shoulders. Evading your personal space and shaking you back and forth.

Since then, you've been told to go places, do things. Pretend you're happy and excited. And you are, you're debuting. Which is rare. You hardly have any training experience. It's a miracle. Plus- you haven't been told at all about what group you're being placed in. Or when. That's exactly where all of your anxiety comes from.

You fade back into existence. Trying to focus, you shake the sleepiness beating down on your eyelids. The car is silent, the radio turned down to the lowest it can go. Some indie song is playing smoothly. The highway is as quiet as it can get at 12 in the night. You're thankful for the music. If it was completely silent you'd have a hard time not succumbing to your worried thoughts. Your phone vibrates and pings in your pocket. Notifications that continuously pop up all day. You hadn't gotten your phone back until you left the jyp building. Too busy in a meeting, signing contracts and listening to legal discussions you hardly understood. You're still young. You're not very good with legal things. If you did, you're too tired to have anything registered in your brain.

“Stop here please sir” you tell the driver as soon as you realize he's passing the apartment complex you stay at with jiu. He nods his head in the rear view mirror, pulling off to the side. You thank him as you go. The door clicks behind you after you pull out your heavy duffle bag you use from practice. Your feet are sore. Your knees feel like they're cracking under your weight from the continuous strain on them. Heaviness settles along with the bag on your back. A plain white mask pulled over your mouth. Being a buzz in the media is crazy for you, ever since that photoshoot you took for your headshots as a trainee you've been on everyone's ‘will-she-debut’ list. The worst part is you're most recognizable now because your hair is pink. Yes, almost neon pink. It's not easy to hide pink hair.

And the woman in front of you on the led screen display has the same hair as you. Same baggy jeans. same strategic pose- its you. Oh god. Why are you on a display? Large letters above your head blink, ‘STRAY KIDS INTRODUCES..’ your name. An abbreviation of your name but it's your name nonetheless. Your new stage name.

Your hand fumbles, and sadly your phone slips right out and onto the rain covered sidewalk. Plop. It falls into a puddle and you're on your knees fishing it out as soon as it does. Shaking the water off and opening your camera to snap the quickest photo you can of the display. Your hands tremble and yes, it's a terribly shaky photo. But it's you. Shaky and blurry through your camera lense covered with sprinkles of water but it's you.

Ding, buzz. Your phone goes off as your picture shutters. The message popping onto the screen.

It's Jiu. A video message, you can see her face in the darkest angle as she jumps up the stairs to your shared apartment. Hair astray around her tan face. You pick up the video call immediately. Panic in your voice. “Jiu! My face” you flip the camera to showcase the led screen. Your phone adjusting to the light change. You must look crazy talking to yourself in public. Waving your arms frantically.

She's frantically pulling her keys out to twist open the door. Shadows follow in behind her. “I know, get back to the apartment as fast as you can. Don't stop for anything. There's press at the front. So take the back door-” “ji- what are you talking about!?” “what do you mean ‘what am I talking about’? You're on every news site that covers celebrities, kid! Don't you check the news! Ever!?” she raises her voice and it isn't as scary because she's just talking really loudly.

You don't. You're a trainee. Any news about kpop idols and such isn't allowed. Any social media isn't allowed. Anything of the sort isn't allowed. Your phone is regularly checked because of that fact. The only time you ever see the news is when jiu watches it early in the mornings before you leave for rehearsal. You never stick around for long because you feel guilty, as if you're breaking the rules.

“Get to the apartment! Get home!” the phone call ends abruptly.

Your run home is crazy, you've got your cardio in for the week. Your adrenaline pumped so much your heart doesn't beat normally even after you're taking a seat on the old rickety couch and drinking the oxygen in the room like a water bottle. Jiu has already sat you down. Told you as much as she knows.

She places two hands on you from behind your shoulder, squeezing them gently. ‘I'm here’ it tells you. You know it's hard for her to show affection, so you're thankful. She is there. Her phone is pressed between your fingers as you scroll on her timeline. Your name is everywhere, most popular tag above stray kids.

‘HERE'S EVERYTHING WE KNOW ABOUT STRAY KIDS’S NEWEST MEMBER SO FAR’ has already reached millions of likes and reports.

Your name, your trainee information. How long you've been training, most prominent. One month. Compared to the years stray kids has under their wings, you only have a month. Jiu snatches the phone before you get to the comments. You're a clammy and distraught mess. Crying to jiu as you scan through your hours and hours of written lyrics just to find that one paper you took from the meeting room about a week ago.

You're so overwhelmed.

The second the last few members —changbin and hyunjin specifically— step through their shared apartment, chan is calling a meeting. He assumes everyone must know because when he steps out of his shared room, minho is asking him “did you know?” And chan is shaking his head like a dog. Felix, jeongin, jisung, changbin, and even minho look completely put out and shocked by the news, all currently in their pajamas when they were supposed to be heading to sleep before they got the messages. The living room is a bustle of members, and complete shock hangs off everyone's words.

Chan has to rethink what he's going to say. And even though he's trying to figure it out. The living room is full of memories of all of them being together, something they haven't had in a while. Seungmin shoots up from his spot on couch, phone in hand. “She's a baby trainee!” He yells in shock, changbin stampeeds and practically leaps for the younger members phone. Staring down at the screen. Instead of crowding around bin jeongin is reaching for the remote. Flipping up youtube and searching up the most common topic on their minds.

And it's serious when changbins jaw drops. Lost for words. His eyes sparkling with different emotions. Gawking like a fish out of water. Hyunjin is a mimic. Whilst minhos face drop in some type of horror. Seungmin is thoroughly surprised and on the verge of a confused laugh.

Everyone's eyes flip to the wide-screen on the wall, music blaring loudly as some YouTube intro plays. Chan steps forward to grab the remote from a frozen jeongins hand. Just before he's about to turn it off. A new, fresh voice speaks through the speakers.

“hi! My name is __ . I'm currently auditioning for jyp. The song I'll be singing and rapping today is deja vu by beyoncé, I will be doing a freestyle dance aswell.” It's raw, and reminds chan of his audition video. You look just as young as chan was for his first audition, he has to advert his eyes just to ask changbin how old you are.

“She's 19” the black haired member says. Chans tense shoulder ease. “so she was nineteen when she did this audition-” chans jaw falls open and it feels as if its about to pop when your audition video ends. Your vocals keep playing as the next screen flickers lights across the living room. The list of things about you is displayed. Born in 2004. No. You're currently 19. You’re younger than jeongin! That can't be right. The eldest is chan, and he feels completely and utterly old. He's got seven years over you. It's a complete scandal as well because you're a girl pushed into an all male group. And as the youngest! Jeongin isn't the maknae anymore! It's like some type of fever-horror dream.

You did that video weeks ago, right before you got picked up as a trainee. Audible gasps resound in the room. Hyunjin speeding around minho. His finger raises to point at your headshot photos. “I remember her! One of my friends was telling me about her predebut photos, they're calling her the ace of trainees!” hyunjin yells and it's almost like a forced reaction as he spits out everything he knows about you. Pacing around the coffee table and bumping into jeongins shoulder.

You're a fresh new face to K-pop, and somehow unbeknownst to them, you're put in their company. In their group. How did that happen? Why did that happen?

Taglist: @sousydive @voicesinmyhead-rc @xerces00 @hanoobinie @ldysmfrst @skz-streamer @5starluvr

(If you wish to be tagged pls ask in the 'happy house' masterlist comment section! Also, if your tag isn't working, pls lmk- i'm still new to this and im crossing it out if it isn't popping up when i tag :C Mwuah. ♥︎ (p.s. happy thanksgiving if u celebrate.)

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imoosgnaj · 7 months

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( 🍒 ) ... Soomi's Masterlist

➜ ( about )﹐！

soomi's room | soomi's style | soomi's booklist | inside her bag

➜ ( relationships )﹐！

w/ family | w/ friends | w/ Stray Kids | w/ other JYP artists

first impression

➜ ( socials )﹐！

Bubble | Instagram | Tik Tok | Youtube

Live | Vlog

➜ ( eras )﹐！

SKZ 2020 | SKZ 2021 | SKZ-replay

Singles | Japanese releases | English releases

➜ ( contents )﹐！

➜ ( news )﹐！

dispatch | scandals

➜ ( career )﹐！

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chqnverse · 9 months

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masterlist — ★ ₊˚⌗ 🪼’

𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 ┊if you’re a minor please don’t interact with posts that are labelled as mature !!! you are welcome to read anything else just please make sure you are over eighteen if the post ist marked to have mature or even suggestive content. Thank you !!!

𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧

─ 𖥻 gentle loving

─ 𖥻 living in the circus

─ 𖥻 i promise

─ 𖥻 10:30pm

─ 𖥻 drunk

─ 𖥻 wake up ( 18+ )

─ 𖥻 my darling ꒰ dad!chan ꒱

─ 𖥻 reward ( 18+ )

𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐨

─ 𖥻 concept pics ( 18+ )

─ 𖥻 sick baby

─ 𖥻 distraction

─ 𖥻 the company finds out your dating

─ 𖥻 10:00pm

𝐒𝐞𝐨 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐛𝐢𝐧

─ 𖥻 Pretty Girl ( 18+ )

𝐇𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐧

─ 𖥻 sweet affection

─ 𖥻 pouty

𝐇𝐚𝐧 𝐉𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠

─ 𖥻 when he buys you flowers

─ 𖥻 you broke me first

─ 𖥻 winter morning

─ 𖥻 pillow princess ( 18+ )

─ 𖥻 make me forget ( 18+ )

𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐅𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐱

─ 𖥻 can we kiss forever

─ 𖥻 marry me?

𝐊𝐢𝐦 𝐒𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐦𝐢𝐧

─ 𖥻 02:30am

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐉𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧

─ 𖥻 nini

𝐎𝐓𝟖

─ 𖥻 meeting them for the first time

─ 𖥻 when you wear their clothes // hyung line

─ 𖥻 when you want to cuddle // hyung line

─ 𖥻 skz as dads

─ 𖥻 their kids first word // chan&minho

─ 𖥻 love making with skz

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬 // 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬

─ 𖥻 sub!chan and sub!felix thoughts ( 18 + )

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lilmisssona · 5 months

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‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.My Works (•‿•)‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.

❀Groups

✯ Stray Kids

❀ Enhypen

◇Rules ✍️📖

° I mostly write for Stray Kids And Enhypen

Things, I'll write ✍️

☆ Fluff

☆ Angst

☆ Romance

☆ Crack

☆ Marriage

☆ Proposal

☆ Pregnancy

☆ Smau

☆ Supernatural

☆ Fantasy

( Mythological only, no weird kinks )

☆ Texts

☆ Boyfriend Insta Stories

☆ Oneshot

☆ Series

Things, I'll maybe write ✍️❓️

☆ Soft Sex

☆ Suggestive

☆ Heavy to mild Flirting

Things, I won't write ✍️🚫🙅‍♀️

☆ SMUT

☆ M!Reader × Member

☆ Members × Members

☆ Kinks

☆ Gore

☆ Cheating

☆ Weird Fetish

☆ Feet Fetish

☆ Bondage

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macaroonff · 6 months

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Liberation- OT8

Genre: Dystopian AU, inspired by their district 9 MV and "I AM NOT" trailer Word count: 2.2k Songs: Not!, District 9, honestly just the entire I Am Not album

Had the world failed them or did they fail this world? They’d never know. There was no way for them to find out. Mere infants wearing the mask of adults, acting upon decisions that needed more brooding; being forced to bear the brunt of brutality in its stealthiest forms.

Generations of ignorance, decades of stagnant intent and years of escaping reality, while completely severing ties with the present. Because the present wasn’t a gratifying gift where one would find evident hints of utopia; no, it was Pandora’s box, which would release devastating ruin if opened.

So they ignored it. Those adults, parents, major decision-makers who turned a blind eye and taught their youth to do the same. Taught them of curiosity’s cons, of humanity’s bane; that a singular symptom of irregular intrigue was reprimanded for.

“All harm caused is all because of toxic inquisition.” they enforced

19th March 2018,

The 23rd Youth Training Camp, Seoul

“They say people were born different, but why does it feel like we’re all the same?” Chan had asked Minho, minutes after their off-the-cuff facial expression test; an evaluation that hid the faculty's smallest face of confinement.

“You shouldn’t ask such questions, they’d hurt you if they could hear you.” Minho addressed the older boy, almost panicking. They knew that curiosity killed the cat, and quite literally. Every child that was captivated by the unknown and escaped the training camp had died. Executed, without any mercy. Or by luck, if they got out safely, they’d still die of starvation. They couldn’t run away from here. “After all, it was life, and they should have to face reality with courage,” Minho had proclaimed to his seven spectators.

“But life is just a prison for us isn’t it?” Changbin whispers softly, not meaning for the others to hear, but the silence afterward confirmed their unvoiced thoughts. And they were scared, all eight of them. They had been captives in the camp all their life as they never saw, or even heard from their parents. They were raised by fear and uncertainty, by ‘humans’ who were covered in white from head to toe, with faces hidden by daunting masks. And they had not known humans any other way, in exception of when they were in their dorm. The only place they remembered their birth names instead of the numbers they were assigned by. The only way they knew vulnerability.

21st March, 2018

The 23rd Youth Training Camp, Seoul

Out of his time spent this lifetime, Yang Jeongin had no clue as to the outcome of his life. Time had become static and if he could derive any form of peace in the slow ticking of his existence, he’d sit down in the old, rusty bus at the bare plot behind. He didn’t know why it remained there when they didn’t use buses as transportation, especially since fuel wasn’t something you could find any longer. He was curious, but as they had taught him, curiosity was harmful.

Eventually, after a long time waiting, he couldn’t deny as curiosity ultimately got the best of him. He wasn’t sure if he'd be reprimanded for touching the bus, or spending more time here than in the dorms. However he trusted the merits that he earned in the camp would ease whatever punishment he had coming for him. Leniency wasn’t something the training camp was known for, but he wanted to be curious. He wanted harm. It did make him feel guilty, but in the long run, he wouldn’t regret not fulfilling his interest. Besides, the bus wasn’t functioning. It wouldn’t be a problem.

It was functioning.

The engine roared ,being awoken from its period of dormancy once he shifted the first gear, his legs already on the brakes. And this startled him, not because it was loud, but because it worked almost as smoothly as it would’ve if it were new. But Yang Jeongin had never touched a bus before, nor did he want to touch it again.

He didn’t want to expect anything from this wreck of a vehicle. He wiped off his fingerprints from the workings of the bus before leaving to his dorm in a hurry, the footsteps of the surveillance teams approaching the plot getting louder. He never wanted to entertain curiosity again.

The dorm was silent once the younger had reported his findings to the other seven spectators. There were mixed reactions at first but they knew not to be too loud, whatever they did, they couldn’t attract attention from the inspectors. That way Jeongin might be saved from vile scrutiny and sentence.

The silence only amplified their shifting eyes as they scanned each other to determine the common ground. And they were all thinking the same. It was the first time hope emerged in the corner of their locked lives and hearts. It was a once in a lifetime opportunity for escape. It was a sign, an omen, a glitch.

“We’re all thinking the same thing aren’t we?” Felix speaks up, his voice deeper than usual following the gravity of their frantic, untamed thoughts.

“We can’t endanger ourselves any further,” Hyunjin opposed.

“But if we run away, we’ll be safer.” Jisung supported the idea.

“Not really, not with the lack of supplies we can gather.” Changbin relents

“What if I told you I’m in charge of the warehouse in 3 days.” Seungmin speaks up for the first time.

As a student representative, he was allowed different responsibilities, he was allowed access to things others could dream of. All because he seemed to tolerate best of what others couldn’t. The policies, the rules of this hellish place, all because he was unlike what others thought of him, good at misleading authorities. It was his wildest dream, Kim Seungmin’s to get out here and find a parallel, healthier way of living.

The others were shocked at his willingness to help, and for a minute, Minho couldn’t trust him. Lee Minho admired Seungmin. How he could hide his emotions from the superiors despite waking up to his tear stained pillows. Minho would know, he shared the top bunk.

He would stay awake listening to the younger’s muffled sobs as he lay there looking at the revolving fan. He observed how Seungmin wiped the tears away when it was morning and dried his crusty eyes. How he soullessly carried the duties of Student Representative. How he completed his tasks like they didn’t hurt him. How he would do anything to hold onto whatever power he had, and how he effectively used it. But why was he, who had worked so hard, ready to give it up so easily? Had Seungmin reached his breaking point? With what courage, or the lack thereof did he want to help?

Lee Minho could only wonder, and Lee Minho could only hope it was sincere. As he foretold, trust was all that kept them rational in times of dishonesty.

24th March,2018

21:45 hours

The 23rd Youth Training Camp, Seoul

It was past dinner as the students had retired back to the dorms. It was Han Jisung who was on night duty this time. Out of the eight, he was the only other one who was eligible for night duty, Seungmin of course handling all the data that he could gather before they broke out.

He was nervous, Han Jisung had never imagined that he would participate in something as exhilarating. He was always afraid of being labelled a rebel or troublemaker. But a troublemaker he would be, if it meant freedom, especially as his role was crucial to the seven others in order to escape. He had to make sure no one was left behind, and that no one would be caught in the crucial 10 minutes that they had. Ten minutes to hack the system, open all the gates, trap the inspectors and guards all before they get on the bus.

Seungmin was already at the warehouse where he found some cash, stores of dry food, spare clothes and masks. He was also able to retrieve the key to the monitoring room and handed it over to Hyunjin.

Hyunjin respected Seungmin's capabilities but wasted no time in hurrying to the room. He was disguised in the same outfit that the staff would wear, the garments also found in the warehouse. Hyunjin was in awe the moment he entered the room. It was four times larger than their insufferable dorm, the interiors plain but the big screens that greeted him seemed hostile. He could see every site in the vast campus. He was also aware that there was a traitor in the room who proved his ally. From what he suspected, it was the boy in the middle of all the other staff. His hood was half pen, his dark hair in plain view. His head was the only one that stood high, the rest of them passed out against the desk. That was when Hyunjin realised they were unconscious. The surveillance team wouldn’t disturb him.

“Glad that you made it on time Hyunjin, all the best with your break out.”

The boy turned around, giving him a small smile. Something he hadn’t seen in ages.

“What’s your name? Why are you helping us?”

“If I told you, I might die.” with that the stranger left, his footsteps softly landing against the floor.

Hyunjin was curious, but he had no time to thank the good samaritan. Nothing could go amiss. He speedily gathered all the data he could before breaking into the lock systems of the place.

As they had estimated, it would take about two hours for him to finish his research, which would be by 11:45 pm. He would only have five minutes to gather where the bus was parked. He was rushed, but confident and soon he’d be able to do his part in this mission.

24th March 2018,

22:50 hours

The 23rd Youth Training Camp, Seoul

Felix had received all the maps he could from Hyunjin in brisk trips to the monitor room. He was disturbed and confronted about five times by certain guards but he was able to knock them off with his taekwondo skills. He never thought he’d need them but was glad he could contribute anyhow. Back at the dorm, Chan was arranging them so that they could gather whatever little they knew about the outside world. They had two stops that guaranteed safety.

A barren field where they could camp in case they were close to being found, or a deserted tunnel to hide the big vehicle. Chan did prefer the tunnel than being out in the open to be caught by hollow civilians. They also had very little fuel and the tunnel was closest to the campus. There were risks to both the places but they also had to be efficient with whatever resources they could salvage. But more important was that they could get out. Hyunjin had only been able to unlock two out of the five main gates that protected the campus. He had done all that in an hour. His rate of breaking through was less than expected and they gathered they’d send Minho to help.

24th March,2018

23:30 hours

The 23rd Youth Training Camp, Seoul

Changbin was near the parking lot where the bus was parked. Han Jisung was nearby, looking around to make sure no one could see him. Everyone was in the recognisable all white costume that covered their faces. They were inconspicuous regardless of whoever saw them. From what he heard from the receivers, Minho and Hyunjin had broken through all the gates. Now they had to wait for Jeongin to ring the alarm before they all left for good.

24th March,2018

23:45 hours

The 23rd Youth Training Camp, Seoul

He was in charge of distraction. The minute he rang the fire alarm, and everyone gathered on the main lawn according to the safety procedure, they would leave through the back gate.

If they were to be discovered within that time, they might be executed. So the burden fell on Jeongin’s young shoulders; rather, he chose the burden. He was no stranger to fear but for once he wanted to befriend courage. He was almost an adult, and he wanted to help the only family he had known.

With trembling hands he broke the glass that concealed the red button before pressing on it as the corridor lights blared red following the sound that signalled the beginning of their final step. He heard the doors opening and closing as people ran around in panic. Only that he ran in the opposite direction to where the rest would be.

In three minutes, all of them had boarded the bus except Hyunjin and Minho who had a long way to come from the monitor room. They did make it another minute as Minho quickly took the driver’s seat and stepped on the pedal. The engine roared in vitality, despite being muffled by that of the alarm as the wheels spun after forever.

They were close. So very close to leaving.

By the time the guns were being fired at them, they were three quarters over the wide road near the back door. Hyunjin was glad he had disabled the bigger weapons structured near the entry and changed the password of all the gates before they could leave.

The eight of them watched in glory, as they found liberation in carving a new way for themselves. Regardless of whether they had failed, the world had failed them, they only looked towards success, even if it may be short lived.