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torialefay · 15 days

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"Regardless of That Fucking Assignment..." 📝

professor!seungmin x fem!student!reader smut 🔞

✨ synopsis: you tried to be professional after being selected for a position under the hottest professor on your univeristy’s campus. turns out, the professor doesn’t give a fuck about “professional.”

✨ warnings: this piece, although consensual, does revolve around a morally grey area. this is strictly fictional work, and should only be considered as such. contains a lot of roleplaying that is not appropriate for everyday life. I do not condone any acts that are represented in this fic. this is strictly fictional work, and should only be considered as such. ; unprotected sex, semi-public sex, slight breath play

Dr. Kim was easily the hottest professor at your university. Young, handsome, and intelligent were the perfect recipe for quickly becoming your favorite classes to go to.

Thankful that he actually taught courses for your major, people outside of it would still sign up just to see him. Well, more like fawn over him, in hopes that he would somehow notice and fall for them, like the clichés they’d seen in movies. It was a bit annoying, considering you’d have to make sure to register early for his classes, but you didn’t mind as long as you got your spot. It made your performance in his class look better in comparison at least.

You’d always performed well in his classes, but you always felt a bit behind. You’d considered asking for his opinion on who would be best to go to for tutoring, but you didn’t want to get flustered in front of him. You surely didn’t want him to think you were struggling in his classes because it was hard to pay attention to anything but him… But ultimately, that was the truth.

Which is why you were very surprised one day to receive an email saying that you’d been selected for the fellowship you applied for… with Dr. Kim as the head.

“Hello, Dr. Kim,” you said nervously after knocking and peaking your head into his office.

He was relaxed, seated behind his large mahogany desk with a plaque on the front ordained with the inscription “Dr. Kim Seungmin.” He’d had a pen in one hand while holding his chin with the other, lost in thought.

“Ahh, y/n. Come on in and take a seat,” he smiled, lifting his head out of his hands and gingerly resting the pen onto the paper underneath it.

You shyly opened the door wider in front of you, just enough so that you could glide through and carefully close it.

Afterwards, you smoothed your skirt down around your thighs and crossed the short space of the room before seating yourself in one of the nice, leather-backed chairs that he had placed neatly in front of his desk.

“I’m glad you could meet with me on such short notice,” he said warmly, looking you in the eyes.

You couldn’t help but blush a little. Even if you’d had around a hundred lectures with him under your belt, it was nothing like the one-on-one conversation you were having now. Butterflies crept up into your stomach that you quickly tried to shoot back down. If you were going to work with this man on a fellowship project for the next year, you were going to have to learn to set those feelings aside… starting now.

“Yes, of course,” you said formally. “I’m very thankful and excited that I was chosen for this position. It really does mean a lot to me, so thank you for giving me this opportunity,” you smiled back, hiding any nerves that you may have had.

Dr. Kim chuckled a bit. “No need to thank me. You’re a great student. I’m always happy to see your work. You have a lot of great ideas, you know? I don’t say that many students challenge me to think about things in a different way, but you’re… different. Very different,” he smirked.

You automatically felt your face flush. ‘Surely this will get easier with time,’ you reassured yourself, taking a deep breath as nonchalantly as possible.

“Oh really?” you began, calming your voice. “I do get worried sometimes that maybe people could find my work a bit… unconventional?” you raised an eyebrow, trying not to falter.

“Good thing I’ve never been the conventional type,” he winked as he smiled, looking down directly after to grab the paper sitting next to him.

‘Did he? Did he just?…’ your mind began running. ‘Surely he didn’t mean it like… No, there’s no way. That’s just his personality. He’s witty. Of course he’d play around like that. He’s just cool, calm down.’ You tried your best not to let your internal freak out show on your exterior.

“So,” he started, looking back up to you, “give me your ideas. Obviously on your application, you threw out quite a few interesting ones. As long as I agree, we can work on whatever you’d like this year.”

“Hmm, well…” you began before running through your list of ideas with him. You had one proposal that you’d been fixated on, but it would require a lot of effort and attention, and you weren’t sure about the logistics of it working out. It would required a lot of time from the professor as well, so you’d almost nixed it altogether. Something about it just kept coming back though, you you figured you’d at least mention it along with the plethora of other ideas that had been rattling around.

“Woah, woah- stop right there,” Dr. Kim put his hands out, preventing you from continuing on to another point. “That’s really good,” he nodded his head. “I’ve read up on so much, paper after paper. But no one’s ever done that before.” He sucked in his cheeks as he continued to lightly nod and fixate his eyes off into the distance. “That’s smart… that’s really really smart.” He smiled, bringing his eyes back to yours now. “I knew I chose the right one. You're really impressive."

"Ohh no," you said, blushing with a smile as you waved your hand in disagreeance.

"What, you don't think so?" He teased, leaning back in his seat. "Why's that?"

"I'm just really interested in it is all. It's not that I'm special."

"Ahh," he nodded, understanding. "Well, I disagree." He folded his hands. "I noticed you the very first class. I even remember what you were wearing."

The sudden comment had you taken aback. "Really?" you asked, wide-eyed.

"Of course. You're quite memorable," he said coily.

Your heart kept speeding up in your chest. 'Calm down. Calm down.'

"Come on, Dr. Kim, you don't need to say all that," you tried to play it off. "I appreciate building my confidence up, but I will always try to work harder," you finished with a solid nod.

He stilled for a moment as if contemplating his words. "Oh really? Work harder?"

“Well… of course?” your voice carried up, confused on why that was such a notable statement. “I could always be doing better in your class.”

Dr. Kim nodded. “Mmm, I guess that’s true. Tell me, y/n, whose class is your favorite? You can be honest with me. I’m just curious to know.” He cocked a brow.

“Hmm…” your eyes darted up as you began to think. “I’m not saying this to be facetious, but I really do enjoy coming to your lectures. Dr. Pramal’s lectures have been very good recently as well.

He giggled. “Dr. Pramal? Come onnn, he basically wears a toupee. My classes have to be at least a little more fun than his.”

“I don’t know,” you smiled, “He tells a lot of dad jokes. He may give you a run for your money.” You raised your brows at his daringly.

“Ahh, okay. Dad jokes. I’ll have to remember that. That’ll get me some brownie points then huh?”

“It just might,” you shrugged. “I think the class would really enjoy it.”

A smug smirk came over his face. “I didn’t mean brownie points with the class. I meant brownie points with you.”

“Ohh,” you blushed, looking down. There was no way, you thought, that he meant the words the way that they were coming across. But it did fluster you anyways. “But I guess… haha yeah, I guess maybe that’d put you ahead of Dr. Pramal… maybe.”

Lighthearted. This was the way to go, you thought.

“Playing hard to get… I see how it is,” he grinned ear to ear.

“Hey, we’ve gotta see how good those jokes are first!” you thought quickly.

“Alright, fair enough. I’ll get some good ones prepared for next time. Just for you.”

At that moment, there was no denying it anymore. There was no way, unless he was absolutely toying with you, that he’d be making all of these advances without realizing. You were sure he knew that almost every person was crushing on him, so you weren’t sure if he was just trying to play around, but either way, you knew that if you had been standing, your knees would have already buckled and given in. There was no going back now.

“Well,” you began, “since I shared my opinion, I think it’s only fair for you to tell me which classes are your favorites to teach?” You felt bolder now. More confident.

“Hmm… I wouldn’t say that I have any one favorite. They all have their pros and cons… but right now,” he tapped his pen on the table, “maybe I prefer the ones that you’re in. It always makes my day a bit better, but the classes go by so quickly.”

“So you decided giving me this position would be a good solution?” You giggled, finally leaning into the fantasy unfolding in front you.

“Absolutely not,” he stood with a smirk, gingerly beginning to walk behind where you were seated. “Excuse the language, but you’re fucking brilliant. It’s why I was so drawn to you... Having you on was a unanimous decision by the board.” He leaned down behind you until he was hovering just next to your ear. “But this…” he breathed out. “This is just a bonus.”

He took one hand to gently brush your hair over the opposite shoulder, making sure the area beneath him was open and exposed. He slowly let his fingers trail along your back until they rested on your shoulder, only for a split second, before sneaking lightly to trace along the lines of your collar bone. You could hear deep breaths coming from his throat.

“Tell me you don’t want it, and I’ll stop…” he whispered lowly.

Your head clouded. Never in your wildest dreams did you imagine any of this. You wanted this, didn’t you? Yes, you wanted this.

But how would it affect your future? What if someone found out?

His hot breath hitting your ear drowned out any hesitancy you could have had. ‘Fuck it.’

“Don’t stop,” you whispered back, feeling shy, but excitement leaking out of you nonetheless.

He slowly let his lips find their way to your shoulder, planting the lightest kiss you’d ever felt, as if he was testing out the waters. As you began to get chills, he slowly began trailing kisses across your collarbone and to your neck, taking time there so gently suck. Nothing too crazy. Nothing too harsh. He wanted no evidence left behind. No emotions involved.

And that is exactly what you believed. Before he leaned in to kiss you.

His arm reached to rotate your shoulders towards him as he brought his lips to yours. The passion he poured in was immaculate. Like he’d been hungry for weeks. He tugged at your bottom lip with his teeth, asking permission to go even deeper.

Without breaking the kiss, the walked around to the front of the chair, holding your head steady for him the entire way. Once he reached his destination, you let his tongue find its way into your mouth. He started with light circles around your own until he was quickly moaning into you. The desperate sounds leaving his mouth had you echoing, making you squirm even more.

You could feel yourself growing more and more wet with each second. Swallowing in every last moment, you basked in the bliss of it all, but you couldn’t help but to want more.

He smiled as he realized how worked up you were getting. Resting one hand on your cheek and the other around to the small of your back, he guided you up until you were standing.

He slowly waltzed you around, never breaking the contact with your mouth. As the moans grew heavier and heavier, you slowly began to push yourself up and onto his leg, needing any sort of friction possible.

He took that as his cue to extend his thigh out for you, running his hands down to hold your ass before rubbing it harshly.

You winced at the new pressure as you slowly began to push yourself up and down on his thigh, losing your breath at how good it felt.

The scene in front of him was quickly getting too much to handle. You knew from the growing hard on that you felt each time your leg hiked higher.

As he groaned loudly, he pulled his lips from yours and yanked your body into his, separating any centimeter of space that could have existed.

You let out a low whine in response as his lips went back to your neck, nibbling away as you fucked yourself onto him. His fingers burrowed into your hair as he went, encouraging you to go faster.

You reveled in the way your clit was engorged now, making sure to hit just high enough with every thrust. And as he began to pant more heavily, Dr. Kim moved his thigh up and down for you, adding to the intensity that you felt.

“Oh fuckkkk,” you let out when things were getting too much to bear.

The sweet sounds coming out of you were too much for him. Abruptly, he pulled his lips from your neck, taking hold of your head to bring it eye level with his. He stared into you like he now owned you. “You can’t tell anyone about this. Promise me,” he demanded, rutting his leg up into you, forcing you to take it as he watched..

“I promise,” you breathed out, grappling to his chest as your eyes rolled back, about to reach your high.

“Feels that good?” He chuckled, planting a harsh smack to your ass.

“Oh fuck,” you winced, loving the roughness he was giving you. Your face flew into his chest. “It feels so fucking good. Harder… please.”

“Harder?” His voice was raised now.

In any normal situation, you would have been worried that someone would hear. But in this moment, you couldn’t have given a fuck if you tried.

Another smack left you dripping through your panties. “Fu-u-u-ck,” you cried. You knew you wouldn’t last much longer. You held onto him tightly as the knot in your stomach formed. “Keep going, keep going,” you whimpered out, chasing your release.

You heard him grunt as he began thrusting harshly, as quickly as he could, into your cunt. Although you couldn’t see his face, you knew he was enjoying every last second.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” you let out lowly as your clit throbbed in just the right way. The warmth got to be too much. The thrusts were too much, and suddenly, you lost it.

Flailing out all over him, you tried your best to cling on and ride out your high. The sexual tension that had been pent up for so long had finally spilled out- hard. You began shaking and crying out into him, not caring if you were too loud now or if anyone heard.

Once it was beginning to be too much, you pulled off, shaking and pushing him back. You were sure you couldn’t take one more second without passing out.

He took the opportunity of being separated from you to make the few strides toward his door to lock it. You couldn’t believe that you’d completely disregarded that once you’d been caught up in the moment.

Catching your breath, you turned around to grip onto his desk, holding yourself up with your arms. You were able to get a few deep breaths in until the professor returned behind you, pulling your ass toward him.

“Fuck,” he smiled, gripping your hips and squeezing, letting your ass push against his clothed dick. “That was so fucking beautiful.”

All you could do was moan in response, rolling your hips around. Although your heart had had a few seconds to calm down, you could feel it speeding right back up.

As he massaged you with his hands, he continued letting his thoughts turn into words. “Now I want to know how beautiful you’d look on my dick. Getting fucked right into this desk. Will you let me?” His hands ran up and down between your hips and your ass, rubbing you lightly. Almost as if he was… cherishing you?

“Mmhmm,” was all you could get out, still trying to fully recover.

“I need to hear you say it,” he barked back. “I need to hear you say yes. Say that you want this.”

“Yes, Dr. Kim,” you breathed out as harshly as you could, your response landing you another smack on the ass as he brought his hand to the back of your head to push it onto the desk and have you perfectly bent over for him.

He wasted no time, undoing his belt and letting his trousers fall to the ground, quickly pulling his cock out from his boxers to let it spring up and hit him.

He hastily threw the bottom of your skirt over your ass to reveal your panties underneath, completely soaked in the middle from the time you’d just had.

“Goddamn,” he chuckled. “All of this for me?” He rubbed his thumb up and down your slit, causing you to wince, before ripping your panties to the side. It caused them to partially rip, not that you minded. “Even prettier than I could have imagined,” he said, licking his lips and staring down at your pussy. “Fuck.”

He took one hand from you long enough to spit in it and bring it down to stroke his hardened cock. He moaned the slightest bit, touching himself while thinking of what was to come.

Using one hand to hold you down and the other to steady as he lined himself up at your entrance, he pushed in slowly, letting himself enjoy the feeling of your pussy stretching around him. He savored every last centimeter that he could get inside of you before bottoming out. A large breath escaped his lungs as he tried to stabilize himself. It was all too much of a sight to behold.

Pushing you into the table harder, he inched his way out before thrusting back in, trying to warm you up to him.

You couldn’t deny how delicious it felt. He was bigger than you were used to, and the way he had you pressed down was taking your breath away. You tingled head to toe from the sensation. It was better than anything you could have dreamed up in class- a few thrusts of his dick inside of you, and you could already confirm.

He picked up his speed inside of you as you let out a whimper, already feeling like you’d taken much more than he could give.

He railed into you relentlessly, letting out gutteral grunts and moans with each snap of his hips into yours. The sounds of it were lewd, but it only added to how you felt.

“Ahh fuck, you feel so fucking good,” he growled lowly, trying to focus enough so that he wouldn’t cum right away. “You’re taking it so fucking well.” He moved a hand up to your hair to form a pony tail that he could pull back on. “Don’t you think so?” he yelled, pulling your hair slightly back.

Surprised, you yelped, which only turned him on more. “Yes, Dr. Kim,” you managed to get out between shallow breaths. You didn’t know how much more you could take.

“You like it when your professor fucks you, don’t you? You always wanted to be used by me, huh?” he teased, thrusting into you even faster, tighter hold on your hair.

“Yes- yes, I love it,” you strained.

Something in him must have ticked because before you could process what was happening, you had been pulled up by your hair so that your back was arched, torso now fully upright. The professor now had a hold on your hair, but all the way around your waist as well to hold you up.

You felt yourself choke on your own throat from how far back your head had been tilted. The iron grab you felt from him behind you hinted that this would be something you’d have to get used to. He chuckled as you gasped for air, beginning to pound into you harder.

He admired the way you looked for him. Perfect ass slapping against him at every thrust. Your body contorted in the most unnatural shape, just because he willed it. Your face red from the blood rushing around. So perfectly behaved for him. Letting him do whatever he wanted. So willing to give it all up. He couldn’t fucking stand it anymore.

Relentlessly he growled, fucking into you harder than he had before. He could feel the sweat seeping from his brow, but it didn’t hinder him. All that mattered in this moment was using you until he couldn’t stand anymore. Each thrust into your tight pussy brought him closer and closer.

It was the hardest you’d ever been fucked. You were past the point of return. After moaning harder than you’d ever thought possible, you were officially fucked out. He kept hitting the same perfect spot over and over until all you could do was cry out and gasp for air. No thoughts anymore, just needing that second wave of relief. You clenched around him as you tried for a deep breath, quickly working your way there.

“Ahh shit,” he hissed as he felt you- pure, unadulterated, untamable lust now clouded his eyes. Something different had come over him now. He was no longer your professor. No. Now… his one purpose in life was to fuck you senseless.

“Do you have any idea how many times I’ve wanted to do this?” he spat at you, yanking your head back even harder so he could get a clear look into those pretty eyes while he rammed into you. “How many times I’ve wanted to stop in the middle of class to just bend you over and take you?! I’ve contemplated so many times if I should hold you back after class so I could talk to you. Get you to put those pretty lips on mine, ah?” He was aggressive, almost yelling out of his mind through gritted teeth. "I’ve wanted you from the very first day I fucking saw you. Last year. An entire fucking year of acting good,” a harsh pound into you, “and acting professional,” pound, “around you," pound. "But goddamn it, I just can’t do it anymore! You drive me fucking crazy, y/n! You drive me so fucking crazy!” He yelled forcefully, quickly releasing his grip on you so that you fell forward onto the table.

Your lungs sucked in as much air as possible as you had a momentary sense of relief. But within a few seconds, Dr. Kim was reaching with his hand to rotate your head around to the side, right next to his own as he’d bent himself over your body, still fucking into you with all the strength he had.

“I’ve got to fucking have you,” his voice rumbled lowly, looking into your eyes. The words alone made your pussy quiver.

'Fuck. There's no fucking way. Does he mean?...' You were sure you were going to cum any second.

“Tell me I can have you… Fucking hell, tell me I can have you,” he growled, watching you desperately. Hungrily.

You closed your eyes as they slightly rolled back in your head. “Yes… Fuckkk, yes, you can have me,” you moaned out as his thrusts became too much for you to handle.

He violently crashed his lips into yours as if he’d been starving for them this whole time- like he'd been saving his appetite for this very moment. He ate at you like you were the most delicious thing he would ever taste.

And with the perfect thrust, you felt it. The feeling that had been creeping up for so long, exploded now, leaving you in complete shambles. Cursing, moaning, throwing yourself all around, you just couldn’t control yourself any more. You tried pulling yourself back, but his mouth kept you anchored to him, resulting in you throwing all of your groans into his mouth.

You didn’t know how it couldn’t be over, but he growled as he finished fucking into you, the wet sounds of your release only adding to his pleasure. You were getting overstimulated to the point that you were sure you were going to cry.

“Ahhh,” you wailed, not able to handle it any more.

“Oh fuck, baby, fuck!” he yelled, throwing a few final, violent, thrusts into you before pulling out. He continued to moan harshly as he pumped himself in his hand, letting his cum spurt out all over your ass, covering it almost completely. He stroked it until there wasn’t a single drop left inside of him.

'Baby?' you thought, contemplating if you'd misheard him.

Once he was sure he was finished, he breathed in and out deeply, trying to catch his breath while grabbing for a few tissues on his desk. He used them to lightly clean you up while you too were still bent over, struggling to get your breath back.

As soon as you heard his pants come up and zip, you were sure he was done. You slowly used your hands to push yourself up and off the table. Your muscles twitched as you went, absolutely exhausted. You didn’t know if you’d even be able to stand on your own, let alone make it back to the dorm.

You were slow as you turned, flattening your skirt down and trying to get your footing, but failing.

“Woah, woah, take it easy,” Dr. Kim smiled happily, knowing he was the one that had done this to you. He reached his hands out for you to hold so that you could get your balance.

“Yeah, thanks,” you said, blushing while nodding downward to acknowledge his help.

You both stood for a moment, absorbing the scenery and what had actually just happened. You almost couldn’t believe it.

As if it finally registered, you were suddenly uncertain of what to do next. You ran a hand through your hair before crossing your arms over your chest. You wanted to act like you weren’t nervous, but you knew that you were failing miserably.

“Well, I should probably head out then,” you tried to play off as light-hearted, moving your body out of his way and toward the door. You couldn’t believe you were about to have to do the walk of shame… at fucking school.

“You don’t have to-” Dr. Kim started, almost too eagerly, “you don’t have to go…” he calmed himself. “If you don’t want to. If you need time to, umm.” You’d never seen him be at a loss for words like this. “Get collected and everything.”

His eyes were softer than you’d remembered. For once, he didn’t look intimidating. He looked almost… sweet?

But none of that changed the fact that you had just fucked your professor and needed to go clear your head.

“Oh,” you smiled, trying to look grateful. “I appreciate it, but I think I’m alright. I should probably go finish up on an assignment I’ve been working on for your class actually. But really, thank you,” you said, bowing your head in gratitude, about to reach for the door handle.

“Wait,” he insisted, moving closer to you. “I just wanted to say that I really did mean all the things I said about you. Regardless of whatever this was, you are so fucking brilliant. I don’t want you to think that this is why I wanted you for the position. I hope that you’ll stay on… and that we can actually work together.” You thought you could make out a plea in his tone.

“Of course I’ll stay on, Dr. Kim. I’m excited to work with you,” you smiled, realizing now that you had some kind of upper hand.

He smiled back as he took a few steps backward, letting you turn to reach for the door once more.

“Please, call me Seungmin… Except in class of course,” he winked with a chuckle as he moseyed back behind his desk.

“Alright then, Seungmin,” you annunciated teasingly, smiling at him with big, innocent eyes. “I need to get to work on that assignment, but I’ll email you later so we can find a meeting time that works for us both?"

Seungmin just rolled his eyes with an annoyed grin. “You’re getting an A, regardless of that fucking assignment. And please... just give me your number instead.”

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hanjisick · 2 years

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yandere stray kids reaction .. to s/o getting bullied

warning. this is not how i portray the members of stray kids or how you should either. this is purely for entertainment purposes.

trigger for violence, murder, bullying **i also use she/her pronouns for reader!

wc 2.1k

bang chan

chan spun around in his chair at the sound of the door opening, perking up. he expected the warm smile and hug that he craved so badly, only to be met with a shell of his favorite person. but instead, your slumped shoulders fell into the mattress by his desk.

“y/n?” chan questioned, growing increasingly concerned at the quiet sobs and running to your side.

but when you fell asleep that night in his arms, after watching your favorite movies and eating your favorite snacks, chan would tuck you into bed and sneak out of the house quietly, careful to not disturb your sleep. he would, however, disturb multiple other’s sleep that night.

chan rarely liked to resort to murder, but his breaking point was seeing you cry in the way that you did. just the thought was enough motivation to slice the worthless girl’s throat, seeing nothing but red.

this was just the beginning of his killing spree. you would never have to worry about them bothering you again.

lee minho

you didn’t think he knew, and you never planned to tell him either in fear of your bullies well-beings. while you hated them just as much as they claimed to hate you, there was no way you could subject them to your sadistic boyfriend. it would make you a monster to do so. instead, you chose to deal with the cruel words thrown at you in hopes of him never finding out.

obviously, you had underestimated exactly how much minho knew about you, which was quite a lot, especially when he spent his free time following you around aimlessly with a small smile on his face.

the truth was, minho knew the whole time that you had problems with these bullies of yours. he knew that you put on a smile when you’d come back home and lied as you skipped past that part of the day.

minho never felt the need to interfere until the day that they laid their hands on you. the shove took both you and him by surprise, anger bubbling inside of him that he couldn’t release just yet.

when you came home that night, faking a smile and giving a brief story about your day as you ate the dinner prepared for you, minho decided to tell you about the gift he had gotten you today.

a big smile spread across his face as you tore open the box, watching your face contour into panic.

“i wouldn’t let them keep the hands that they touched you with, or the tongues that they talked to you with. so now they’re yours!”

seo changbin

“how was your day, love?” “it was alright.”

these were your only words when you came home. at first, changbin thought he had done something wrong, but when he questioned it, you told him that you were just tired.

after a week of ‘alright’s, he knew that there was something that you didn’t want to tell him, something that he would have to find out himself.

he watched you throughout the day very carefully, trying to spot any changes in your behavior. for the most part, you were tired and miserable, but it only got worse as the day continued.

around noon while walking around campus, you began to speed up your walking pace, suddenly very aware of your surrounding. changbin would soon understand why as laughter suddenly rose from a group of students. the scene escalated quickly before his eyes and he tried to keep his cool, until one of them shoved you.

that was his breaking point, absolutely losing it as he threw a punch to the bastard’s nose. everything was hazy, his body going into autopilot as he easily threw the other guy to the ground, a crowd forming around as you tried to pry changbin off of him.

it wasn’t until the man was beaten to a pulp that changbin let you drag him away, heart dropping at your tear stained cheeks.

“are you okay? did he hurt you that badly? i’ll fucking kill him, i promise you, y/n.”

hwang hyunjin

you knew that the bullying you’d receive would be inevitable, considering that you were dating the hwang hyunjin, the boy that everyone dreamed of being with.

dealing with a few comments about how he was too attractive for you here and there was no problem and easy to shrug off, but you never realized the extent that a few certain girls were willing to go in order to tear down your confidence enough to think that hyunjin was too good for you.

eventually, it worked. you grew more and more distant from him, barely considering how often he tried to make plans to see you more, how devastated he had been becoming without you. it wasn’t until he showed up at your door late at night, flowers clutched tightly in his hands as he begged you to talk to him that you finally broke down.

“i can’t keep doing this hyunjin. do you see yourself? you’re so attractive. you’re so kind. and look at me, do you even like me? or are you just keeping me around to make yourself look even more handsome?”

hyunjin barely heard the words coming from your mouth as you spilled out all the reasons why he was too good for you. he knew that somebody had been making you feel this way.

“who told you all of this?” he questioned calmly, dark thoughts clouding his mind. he needed names. addresses. ways to make them disappear. ways to get you back.

han jisung

you never thought to tell jisung about the stupid girls who would pick fun at you in class. they were childish and jealous, that was all. while some comments hurt, you never paid much mind to it. after all, you weren’t there to entertain them.

“holy shit, is that y/n?“ you heard a familiar voice whilst shopping with jisung, both of you whipping your heads around to find where the snickering voices were coming from.

“who is that guy with her? i didn’t know she had a boyfriend,” your classmate mused, “what’s he doing with her? does he have a thing for ugly girls?”

with a grumble, you turned your head back around to continue walking, deciding once again that they weren’t worth your time. jisung followed, too focused on your hand squeezing his own to care about anyone but you.

they continued to follow you around for a while, making snide comments in hopes that you’d turn around to give them something else to make fun of. but when you didn’t, the girls grew aggravated, going as far as to grab your wrist and yank you away from jisung to get your attention.

it was only then that his eyes widened, hand reaching into his jacket pocket to grab his favorite switchblade, leaving a nasty slice on the hand that touched yours.

“she’s mine, you can’t have her.”

lee felix

it had all started when a girl noticed felix in her dance class. she told her friends about her newfound love interest, and they did some investigating on him only to find out that he had a girlfriend. but the girls didn’t give up there, instead they confronted you, which ended in them ganging up on you once you refused to leave him.

they told you that if you told felix, they would make your life even more of a living hell than it had already become dealing with them. they knew people— they knew how to ruin your life.

but there were things felix would pick up on about you that even you wouldn’t notice. he was very observant, which made it hard for you to keep things from him. that had never been a problem for you, because you were very open and honest with him. but now, the one time that you wanted to keep something from him, it was.

“where do these bruises keep coming from?” he traced his finger across your newest forming one, causing you to let out a whimper at the pressure.

“does it hurt that bad? there’s no way you don’t know what happened,” his voice was stern as he stared at you in the eyes, “tell me now, who has been hurting you? i need to know and take care of them.”

it was then that you broke down, telling him everything that had been going on recently.

in the time you finished, he had pulled on his shoes and brushed out his hair, a knife tucked away into his pocket, slamming the door.

kim seungmin

you had confided in seungmin when it had all started. you trusted him more than anyone in your world, so ranting to him about your problems came as natural as breathing air.

he would nod his head slowly, taking in the information as his hands found their way into your hair, playing with it to calm himself down. his stern face would worry you, and you would almost think he was spacing out if you didn’t know him well enough to know how pissed he was.

“would you like me to get rid of them?” he looked down at you laying across his lap, heart softening at the way you played with the hem of his shirt.

“please,” you hummed, half asleep at this point in the night.

when he told you he would get rid of them, you thought that he would tell them off or perhaps notify somebody. but that wasn’t what he had meant at all.

seungmin watched you drift off on top of him, cooing at the way you clung so tightly to him. you whined in protest as he hooked his arms under your body and lifted you off of him, whispering about how your back would hurt in the morning if he didn’t get you to bed.

it didn’t take long for you to fall back asleep thinking that he was at your side. but in reality, he was already out the door and figuring out how to get rid of everyone you had talked about before you would wake up.

yang jeongin

he felt betrayed. it was his own friends who were the reason why you were sobbing into the material of his shirt at the moment. his jaw was clenched tightly, scrolling through the texts on your phone.

his friend group had added you into a group chat solely to shame you. they made fun of you for everything. your body, your face, the way you dressed, how you talked, every part of you that he loved so much was targeted by the ones he hung out with when he wasn’t with you.

what upset him even more was knowing that you weren’t planning to tell him any of this. only by chance did he happen to see a notification light up your screen as you two were watching a movie, only one of many terrible texts that were sent to your phone. and now the tv was long forgotten about.

“if you feel this way too, i get it,” you hiccuped, “they’re right about a lot of it, and they’re your friends, if they don’t like me then you can always break—“

“don’t you dare finish that sentence,” jeongin interrupted, gently shoving you off of him to look you in the eyes.

“i couldn’t care less about any of these people. i’m going to go. i need to take care of this.”

he didn’t specify how he was going to, knowing that you would beg him not to, but there was no way that he would ever let this slide. he would tear each of them up, piece by piece. nobody was allowed to make you think that he would ever think about leaving you.

requested. masterlist. / @hanjisick

#skz #skz yandere #yandere stray kids #han jisung #stray kids #yandere skz #bang chan #stray kids fanfiction #stray kids fanfic #stray kids scenarios #stray kids roleplay #stray kids imagines #stray kids oneshot #stray kids blurbs #stray kids reactions #skz masterlist #skz fanfiction #skz x reader #stray kids x reader

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hwghyjnn · 9 months

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hello everyone!

i'm not super familiar with tumblr so please bare with me LOL but i'm looking for long term plotting partners!

it's been tough out here, especially finding a partner that i totally vibe with. i'm very friendly ooc so be prepared to hear from me a lot LOL. i will send you tiktoks... i also love continuously plotting as our plot progresses and coming up with random headcanons; it just makes everything so much more fun! also i am 24 years old, so mdni please. no jail time for me.

anywho, i write as hyunjin from skz, and unfortunately i only write mxm, sorry girlies! my writing style is semi-lit, 3rd pov, present tense. length can vary depending on what's going on in the plot but i tend to mirror my partner anyways. i'm also not too picky on who you decide to write as!

as for plots, i'm really open to all ideas! i am just itching to write. although i do love a good angsty plot with looots of tension building. the more our muses hate each other, the better. i do tend to gravitate towards slightly darker themes, but that doesn't have to be the case! pls don't be shy, i love hearing ideas. i do love nsfw as well, it just makes the plot sm more interesting. i generally write hyunjin as bratty/power bottom. kinks & limits can be discussed in private, but i wouldn't say i have too many limits? message me & find out ig hehe...

the platform i use is discord! so feel free to interact & i'll reach out to you or we can skip that step & you can just add me directly @bellethecreator

hope to hear from you guys soon, pls write with me ):

#kpop rp #1x1 rp #1x1 roleplay #discord roleplay #discord rp #yaoi rp #skz rp #roleplay partner ad #kpop roleplay #mlm rp #mlm roleplay #yaoi roleplay #stray kids rp #skz roleplay #stray kids roleplay #krp #freelance rp #kpop freelance rp

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beecakescafe · 22 days

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KPOP ROLEPLAY

Hi! I'm Bee and I am currently looking for some rp partners since it has been some times since I last had one. Here are some things you'd probably like to know before contacting me:

I'm 22 years old so I expect you to be at the age of consent. I'll not be accepting partners under the age of 18.

I have a preference for double rp, this way I can play someone for you and you can play someone for me.

I really like idol x oc. Not much fan of ships.

I have a preference for wlm, but wlw is fine.

I'm enjoy a most plots, angst, drama, supernatural. you name it!

I'm NSFW friendly, but please don't make it the whole point of the rp! I won't also do it for idols who are minor.

I like detailed plots. So when disccusing, i expect you to give the same energy when it comes to giving suggestions.

Groups i can play for you: NCT (all units), enhyphen, exo, Treasure, SVT, Aespa, Itzy, Stray Kids , Ateez + my ocs.

My preference is for people that play the same groups as I do.

English is not my first language so i apologize for grammar errors in advance.

The rp will happen on discord.

I also do other fandoms! I'll be updating this as time goes, if you're interested just dm me!! <3

#oc rp #kpop roleplay #nct roleplay #doubles roleplay #ateez roleplay #ateez rp #skz rp #roleplay #stray kids roleplay #stray kids rp #nct #stray kids #treasure #ateez #kpop rolepaly ads #detailed

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i2ne8 · 1 year

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🍶ㅤᵕ̈ yang jeongin

‹𝟹 ˙ᵕ˙ 🍚 single uninterested

✉️༝༚༝༚ ₊ ⊹ skz maknae on top

#stray kids roleplay #kpop roleplay #🍞𐃘 rambles #🍞𐃘 chitchat #🍞𐃘 baby bread #🍞𐃘 hyungies #🍞𐃘 boosting #🍞𐃘 inbox

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sunshine914 · 7 months

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✉ maesie's ot8 skz chatbot: opened! ♥

asks: open! dms: open!

roleplay with any member of skz !!

tags navi

about: run by maesie @hanjibug, 18yrs. hanji bias, LK wrecker ><

rules

be 18+! minors and ageless/blank blogs will be blocked if interact, regardless of type of content engaging in.

note that i'm pretty new to rp so i don't understand everything !!

can be sfw or nsfw

i have a preference to rp sub!idol and am less inclined to play hard dom!idol but not opposed.

choose an emoji to identify yourself if you send on anonymous!

specify who you want to talk to

give as many details to the scenario as you want, the more the better!

i'm a human and i have a part time job, i can't always reply/answer straight away but i'll do my best!

#stray kids roleplay #stray kids rp #stray kids smut #stray kids fluff #stray kids scenarios #stray kids chatbot #skz roleplay #skz rp

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motherofpolyamory · 1 year

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Roleplay Request. ꕥ

Hi there!

I’m looking for a literate roleplay partner (long term or not, I’ll let the chemistry between us decide that).

First thing you should know about my writing preference is that my face claims are mostly k-pop idols or korean/japanese/thai actors and I am kind of attracted to the same taste in characters. BUT! I’m also pretty accepting and welcoming to new faces with interesting backgrounds if we manage to establish a nice way of communication between us. I’m interested in bxb interactions and connections, since I don’t do straight couples.

I’m here to explore a lot of captivating ideas and work on many, many plots; I’m attracted to drama, dark romance/forbidden romance, slice of life, real life plots, I can do fluff, I can do smut as well and I can definitely work with angst. I’m not good with supernatural elements, werewolves, zombies, etc.

I can come up with ideas for the both of us, or we can work on the plot together and contribute with tons of ideas and theories for our characters. I’d love to have my characters fall in love with yours, honestly, so... let’s make it possible together! ♥

If this caught your interest enough, like this post and I’ll slide into your DM’s and we can discuss each other’s rules and wishes. <3

Here’s the list with my muses (for now):

HONG JOSHUA (seventeen)

YOON JEONGHAN (seventeen)

XU MINGHAO (seventeen)

CHOI YEONJUN (txt)

LEE MINHO (stray kids)

LIM SEJUN (victon)

KIM HONGJOONG (ateez)

KANG YEOSANG (ateez)

APO NATTAWIN (porsche from kinnporsche)

JEFF SATUR (kim from kinnporsche)

NET SIRAPHOP (king from bed friend)

BOSS CHAIKAMON (payu from love in the air)

KENTO YAMAZAKI (arisu from alice in borderland)

HAKKEN RYOU (_hakkencoser_)

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seobinni · 1 year

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Hi! I’m searching for a Changlix RP

Hi folks!! I’m searching for someone to roleplay Changlix so Changbin x Felix from Stray Kids with me :)

I don’t really have big ideas for a plot yet, we could perhaps decide on something together? I would search someone to be Felix, although I could also do that in case you rather play Binnie :]

I would appreciate if you’re also okay with writing 18+ content, it’s not a necessity of course but I like to include some smut in my stories, some kinks would be cool too :)

So if you’re interested, hmu! <3

#Stray Kids #skz #kpop #stray kids roleplay #bxb roleplay #changlix #changbin #lee felix #skz rp

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talkwithstraykids · 3 months

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So this blog kind of died due to the way things in my life went, but if I get back into roleplaying would anyone like that?

#stray kids roleplay #stray kids rp

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vanillahyvn · 19 days

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Looking for Stray Kids Roleplay Partners!!!

Hello there, you can call me Kat! I'm 20, so please be 18+ as I don't prefer to rp with minors and like to incorporate nsfw themes into mine❗️

My choice of platform is Discord, and I love to chat and send tiktoks, pics, etc, with my partners as well ☁️

I'm interested in playing Felix, Hyunjin, Seungmin, or Jeongin.

We can discuss ships that you'd be interested in playing, but I'm super interested in ships involved those four members ♡

I do tend to write a lot, so I'm not looking for one-liners or semi-lit roleplayers. I'd say advanced-lit to novella is more my style 🥹

We can discuss kinks and boundaries and such in pms, but I'm pretty open-minded to almost everything!

I'm more interested in doing canon, but if we find an au that is interesting enough or has a good plot, then I might be interested!!

I think I hit everything I want to for this request, everything else can be discussed in pms ♡

Please like or comment on this post or hit me up in my dms if you are interested 🤍

#stray kids rp #stray kids roleplay #skz roleplay #skz rp

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hanjisick · 2 years

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— AMERICANO

order #2 of the coffee shop series: an americano

ingredients. barista!minho x y/n. strangers to lovers. disgustingly fluffy at some points. ballroom dancing in the kitchen at 10 pm. whoops i wrote a little too much more than i wanted for this

size. 3k

allergies. contains: makeouts

special add ons. hard working and quiet, the new employee stood out compared to the rest of the boys, but he seemed little fond over the regular who brought her cat along.

“she’s a regular,” chan pointed out, “she comes around ten every morning, always takes an americano and a muffin for breakfast.”

the new face nodded slowly, storing the information away in his brain.

chan’s eyes darted to the floor beneath you for a brief moment, “where’s she at today?”

“she wouldn’t get up. i think i’ll go get her in the evening if i stay that late.”

he nodded in understanding, “hopefully minho will get to meet her. usual?”

“that depends. do i get the best friend discount?”

“since you showed up to card game night, i think you pass. what do you think, minho? does she deserve it?”

your gaze fell upon him, the corners of his lips curling slightly upwards in a teasing smile, “no.”

chan swatted his shoulder before his attention was pulled away abruptly by a customer. he gave minho a look that silently said, ‘you can take it from here’.

leaving you with the new guy— minho. he didn’t even try to fill the silence with a conversation, ringing you up as quickly as possible.

right as you shuffled through your tote bag to find your wallet, minho finally spoke up. “it’ll be free today.”

“what do you mean?”

“best friend discount,” he shrugged, turning away suddenly in favor of preparing your americano.

the interaction was far from your usual experience with the baristas, but you chose to shrug it off, taking a seat at your usual table in the back.

“good morning y/n,” seungmin delivered your coffee and muffin, “what’re you working on today?“

“emails,” you huffed, bringing the bitter drink to your lips.

“you got this, it’s a great day to be productive!” seungmin never failed to brighten your day, just as every worker did.

you were so fond of the seven boys’ positivity and kindness, but you couldn’t help turning your head to watch the boy with messy brown hair. you weren’t too sure about that one.

his aura was something different from the rest. unlike chan and seungmin’s cheery smiles and laughter, taking the time to chat with every customer, he dedicated every ounce of concentration to preparing a latte with furrowed brows.

he didn’t speak unless prompted by chan, and it was almost like the rest of the shop didn’t exist to him.

these thoughts led you to ask yourself: why did chan hire minho? he didn’t just hire anybody. every worker was social, almost overwhelmingly optimistic— and extremely attractive.

while minho certainly was easy to look at, he didn’t seem to fit the other two categories.

your thoughts were cut off when he glanced in your direction, eyes darting back to your computer screen.

in the end, it didn’t matter. you were sure he had his reasons. it was still the same coffee shop as it had always been, and you still got to start your day with a warm americano.

“felix, i’m leaving!” you called out, arms opening in anticipation for one of his famous warm hugs.

he quickly finished pouring another glass of water, setting down the cup a little too harshly as you run in your direction.

you almost fell over when he came crashing into you, his big sweater clinging around you in a tight embrace, “just for now or will you be back later?”

letting out a small laugh, he began to rock you, resting his head on your shoulder. by now, every familiar customer knew about felix being a cuddle bug, always open to a good, long hug no matter the circumstances.

“it’s almost snickers’ dinner time, she’ll tear apart the house if she gets hungry. i might be back. who’s working this evening?”

felix pulled away, “jisung, chan, and minho. jisung’s been groaning about not having the shop to himself tonight.”

“sounds like him.“

“chan is working minho’s ass off, he gets off at nine tonight.“

“i think i might come back then,” you contemplated, “only after snickers eats.”

you waved goodbye to the baristas. chan gave you a big smile before shaking minho’s shoulder and pointing in your direction. he looked up at you and waved as well before going back to cleaning the counter.

with a sigh, you stepped outside, the streets eerily quiet compared to the chatter inside the shop. as you walked home, you could still faintly hear the sound of soft music in your head.

“snickers! i’m home!” you called out, your cat stalking up to you and rubbing herself against your leg.

crouching down to scratch her ears, she looked up at you with wide eyes, purring softly.

“i bet you’re hungry.” you set your bag down on the countertop and reached into the cabinet to grab her food.

she meowed loudly as if she were agreeing with you, following you around and almost tripping you over quite a few times with how close she was.

“i can’t feed you if you make me fall on my face.”

you were ignored completely once snickers had her food in front of her, leaving her to eat in peace as you sank onto your mattress.

mindlessly, you opened instagram to see if anyone had posted anything yet.

a familiar face popped up on your screen, ‘welcome lee minho to our yellow wood family!’ the caption read, a picture of chan with his arms wrapped tightly around the guy.

curiously, you tapped on the photo to see the tag, leading to minho’s account. there wasn’t a single post, only his profile picture, giving the same sly smile when he told you that you weren’t allowed to have the best friend discount.

“cat dad, dancer, barista.” his bio read.

before you could click on the posts he was tagged in, snickers was on top of your stomach for attention.

with a sigh, you set down your phone, sitting up to give her pets. “do you wanna go to get coffee with me?”

she let out a mew, swatting at your hand playfully. snickers had gone with you quite a few times. the shop allowed pets inside as long as they were well trained, even the baristas brought their dogs sometimes.

snickers got along with other animals quite well and loved attention, so everyone seemed to love her enough to ask for you to bring her around— and you could never say no to the sweet boys' pleas.

“i’m back,” you sang out, comfortable enough to shout when the store was empty.

snickers jumped from your arms as chan clapped his hands together, trying to persuade the cat to come towards him first.

she strode over in his direction, her tail swaying back and forth, “come here snickers! what a good girl! come to me!”

chan’s face dropped though when she walked right past him, immediately interested in somebody else.

minho’s attention fell to the purring cat rubbing against his leg, and you swore that you could never see somebody like him light up so quickly.

he squatted to the ground, letting her sniff his hand, “hi there!”

you were just as shocked as chan, watching in silence as he made conversation with your cat.

“what’s your name?” mew. “mm! i’m minho. it’s great to meet you.” mew.

arms folding, you couldn’t help but smile, getting closer to get a better look, “why didn’t you treat me the same way you’re treating her right now?”

minho looked up at you, “you aren’t as cute.”

“lee minho!” chan scolded lightly, “that’s not how we treat our customers.”

“do you have any treats for her?” he chose to ignore chan’s words.

“no, not with me.”

she jumped into minho’s lap, pawing at his face as he let out a soft giggle.

“she must really like you, she only ever does that with me.” crouching down next to him, you gave her chin scratches. she let out heavy purrs at all of the affection, rubbing against minho’s chest.

maybe you could understand why chan had hired him.

ring.

“welcome in!” chan chirped, giving minho a look that made him jump up, but not before he gave your cat a kiss on the head.

“come on snickers, mom has to work!”

she followed you to the table and took a seat on your lap, deciding that it would be a great time to take a nap. a nap sounded lovely.

minho shook your shoulder, pulling away as you groaned.

“chan wanted me to wake you up when i got off.”

you lifted your head off the table, mind hazy with sleep. “what time is it?”

“it’s nine twenty.”

“nine? god, it’s late!”

“that’s why chan wanted me to wake you up.”

“where did snickers go?” you shut your laptop, which was already a blank screen, and shoved it into your bag.

“she got off of you a while ago, she’s been following me around the shop. i think she’s my new best friend.”

“that’s adorable,” you met minho’s gaze for a brief moment, watching his face soften slightly.

“you think so?”

with a hum of agreement, you stood up and adjusted your shirt, suddenly feeling a little self-conscious from his stare.

after finding snickers and gathering her in your arms, you waved goodbye to jisung and chan, who were already busy with the evening customers.

minho held the door open for you, following you out and leaving to his car. he stood for a moment watching you, wondering where you were going once you left the strip mall.

when it clicked that you were walking home, he decided to chase after you.

you turned around in surprise at his yelling, waiting for him to catch up.

“why are you walking home? this late at night?” minho gasped, out of breath from catching up to you.

you shrugged, “snickers doesn’t mind, she likes the walk. my apartment isn’t far.”

“but it’s dangerous! nobody can see you and it’s dark— this neighborhood isn’t the best, you know,” he scolded almost awkwardly, making you let out a breathy chuckle.

“i do it all the time. how do you think i got here?”

“none of the boys ever offer you a ride home?”

his worry made your heart flutter a bit, you didn’t expect him to be this caring.

“let me drive you home at least, and try not to stay as late next time.”

the offer took you by surprise. “are you sure?”

“she must be tired,” minho pointed towards his feet where your cat was sitting, “she’s met so many new people today.”

you took a moment to contemplate. “you do have a point there.”

the barista scooped your cat up, cooing quietly at the way she slumped into his arms. he left you no choice but to follow him as he walked towards his car with your cat.

“do you always take girls home when you see them walking alone at night?” you asked, watching him set your cat down gently into the backseat.

he scratched her ears as she stretched her paw out, getting comfortable in the seat, “no, just an excuse to hang out with her longer.”

“of course, it was all for my cat, wasn’t it?”

he shut the car door with no answer, leaving you to huff when he started the car.

for a moment after you put the directions into his phone, there was silence. you soon understood that there wasn’t going to be a conversation unless you made one.

“aren’t you tired? it’s your first day of work and you seem fine enough to drive me home this late.”

“i wasn’t going to let you walk home in the dark even if i was tired.”

“you mean you weren’t going to let my cat walk home in the dark,” you scoffed, following the comment with a smile.

“i’m not heartless, you know.”

“you gotta prove it. what’re you like? i don’t know anything about you.”

“well,” a hand carded through his hair, “i have three cats at home. soonie, doongie, dori.”

“do you have any hobbies?”

“i like to cook, sleep, and i dance. i watch a lot of movies and read books,” he listed.

“you dance? are you any better than felix?”

“of course i’m better than felix! hyunjin too! i could win against them in a dance battle any day!”

a smile slowly crept onto your face at his lighthearted annoyance, “again, you gotta prove it. i’ve ballroom danced with felix around the café before.”

he parked the car. “ballroom isn’t my style.”

“it isn’t his either, but he’s still a good dancer.”

minho scoffed, following you out of the car, “do you know anything about dancing?”

“i know that in my mind as of right now, felix is a better dancer,” you picked up the cat and gave her a few kisses in apology for waking her up.

“he isn’t!” minho was getting heated, stalking behind you up the stairs.

your smirk only grew, no plan of stopping the teasing until he showed you himself, “he’s actually quite magnificent— his dancing comes very natural. if i didn’t know him, i’d think he was a professional.”

your cat jumped out of your arms at the door, ready to be let inside. turning the knob, you looked back to find minho with his arms folded, letting out a childish huff.

“are you gonna keep going?”

“i might if you don’t come inside and show me.”

“i need music though.”

you shut the door behind him, opening your music app with a snort. you didn’t think you’d be searching for classical music tonight.

nonetheless, you turned your volume up and set it on the kitchen counter.

“i need some sort of light.” minho stood behind you with his arms still crossed, not wanting to acknowledge the way his heart seemed to be beating out of his chest.

“jeez, i’m getting to it. stop complaining so much,” you turned on the microwave light.

when you finally turned to face minho up close, you got a good look at his features. the dim light only amplified his glowing skin and sharp jawline.

“you have pretty eyelashes.”

“can you stop staring at me so i can show you how much better i am?” he was terrified that you could spot his red ears if you looked any longer.

“aren’t you supposed to offer the dance? be a gentleman.”

“fine,” he held out his hand in a mocking attitude, “may i have this dance, my lady?”

his smile finally cracked as you fell into his arms, letting the music take over his movements.

minho spun you around the room as you giggled. every time that he began to drift into his element, you would suddenly make eye contact and his knees would buckle. his movements were sharp and precise, they would be hard to keep up with if he didn’t guide you through the dance.

“i take it back, you’re better at dancing.”

“i know i am, but now i’m just enjoying myself,” his arm firmly supported your waist as he dipped you dramatically, a loud gasp falling from your lips.

“i must be good at dancing too then!”

“you aren’t.” “shut up!”

there it was again. his teasing smile. you could tell there was fondness behind his words, especially when he stared you in the eyes as he brought you back up.

he made you feel as if you were a princess in the most luxurious ball gown, even if it was just a t-shirt and jeans. you had definitely grown fond of the new worker.

the confidence was soon knocked out of you, quite literally, when your pet had snuck beneath you and made you tumble down onto the hard floor.

minho was quick to squat down next to you as you laughed in slight pain over your butt.

“she just wanted to join the fun, huh?” his eyes followed the cat exiting the kitchen, as if her only mission was to trip you.

“she ruined the moment!”

“no she didn’t. she made it better.”

“funnier.“ “cuter.”

you did a double take, perhaps you heard it wrong, “what?”

“you heard me. you looked cute falling on your ass.”

“you’re an asshole, lee minho.”

“i drove you home and danced with you in your kitchen just to be called an asshole? i could be sleeping in my warm bed with soonie curled up with me right now,” he scolded, about to stand up again but was yanked back down by the wrist.

he fell down beside you with a confused expression.

“stay down here. i don’t wanna get up l,” you explained, “and i don’t want you to leave yet either.”

minho nodded, laughter dying down. the soft music filled the sudden silence.

tension was beginning to build between the two of you as the air grew thicker with some sort of feeling that made both of your heartbeats quicken.

“y/n?” minho spoke up this time, your eyes snapping back to his gentle eyes, “can i… can i kiss you?“

your head was nodding before you could even think about the question.

he leaned into you, lips barely brushing against yours. it was the longest second of your life before minho finally closed the gap.

you melted into the kiss, eyes fluttering shut. his head tilts to the side and you find your hands tangled in the hair of the boy you had just met this morning.

minho pulled away for a breath, standing up and yanking you off the floor before you could protest.

he had no intentions of stopping though, only letting you lead him into the living room, soon straddling him on the couch.

his hands gripped your hips firmly as his gaze fell back to your lips, “one more?”

“that depends, do i get a discount tomorrow?”

“no,” he replied, leaning into the kiss with his stupid teasing smile.

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