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Not How I Wanted to Meet Your Parents

Bangchan X Fem!Reader

wc: ~3000

Angst, fluff at the end

Again, this makes me cringe a little bit looking back at it but also I think I see some potential to grow from this so here's yet another from my vault

No warnings that I can think of, besides pet names maybe? Insecurity, crying also present. Some cursing.

I do not own the rights to Stray Kids or anything related to them, this is a work of pure fiction and just for fun

Channie💕: hey babygirl, I’m so sorry. I have to stay late at the studio again. I’ll just go back to the dorm instead of waking you up so don’t wait up. I’m sorry.

I crumpled into myself. Texts like these have been coming daily for the last three weeks straight. Every single date night was canceled, always for the same reason. I can’t bring myself to think of it as an excuse. That would be he is trying to find ways to avoid me. Unless he finally realized that I’m just holding him back from creating more, creating better. Maybe I am just a pawn to find inspiration in, like a learning experience more than a loving one. I lay my phone down on the nightstand and glance over at the sweatshirt Chan left the last time he stayed the night. It’s been nearly two months since then, his scent long gone. Instead of replying, knowing I wouldn’t get a response, I leaned over and shut my lamp off. Maybe in my dreams he would love me again. 

●●●

The morning light shines through the small crack in my curtains. I sit up, rubbing my eyes as I lean over to grab my phone. No new messages. My heart sinks. This is the part I was dreading the most. Never had Chan canceled a date night and not immediately tried to reschedule. So this is it then. Taking a shaky breath, I shut down my phone. It’s no better than a paperweight right now when all I’ll be doing is waiting for him to reach out first. It’s childish of me, I know I could reach out first, but that brings more brewing of hope that it isn’t over if he responds. Or worse yet, if he does respond and confirms that it’s over. 

Letting my despair guide me, I shuffle towards the bathroom. Turning on the shower, I peel myself out of the clothes I wore to sleep in and step under the cold water. I don’t want warmth, that’s what he was. I just want to hide in the rain and gloom as these thoughts take over my body. It’s not like I can pack up and move out, we don’t share an apartment. Changing the code to my apartment is a possibility, but then I have to let all my friends know the new code and explain why it had to be changed. The only other option I can come up with is going back home for a few days. I moved to Seoul for school, but my family was back in the States. It’d give me the distance I need, and maybe some home cooked meals would heal the hole in my heart. I know Dad would pay for it, he’s been asking me to come home for a couple months now.

Taking a deep breath, I shut the water off and wrap a towel around me as I step out. Sighing, I walk back towards my bed and sit down at the edge. Bracing myself as I start my phone back up, I immediately call Dad as soon as it allows me to. “Hey! I know I’ve been delaying coming back home but I really miss you guys. I have the next two weeks off and was wondering if that would work for you and Mom?”

  “Darling, anything works for our little girl to be back in our arms. Give me a second to look at flights. How long would you need to pack? We still have plenty of your clothes here, you know.” Laughing a little as I struggle to keep my composure, I glance around the room. “I can be ready to go as early as tonight then.”

“Really? There’s a flight that leaves at 5pm, your time. You’d have a couple hours to pack. Is that enough time?” His giddiness is almost palpable through the crackling speaker. A genuine snort forces its way out. “Sure, Dad. Thank you, I love you and I’ll see you soon then.” I stand up as he replies, “I love you so much, honey. Your mom is going to be so happy to have her baby back home for a while.” I hang up a little after a little more farewells are exchanged, insisting that I need to start packing. I make the mistake of glancing down at the screen before I get changed.

Channie💕: good morning, sweets. I’m sorry, but I don’t think I can attempt to reschedule. It’s so hectic here with the comeback so soon and the album not being near ready enough. We’ll talk soon

Dread coils my gut, nearly knocking me over. That’s two messages without the words I need most. With shaking fingers I finally respond back, Oh okay. I love you. I throw my phone on the bed and walk away towards the closet, changing quickly. I refuse to look at my phone again until I have a suitcase packed. 

●●●

Almost two hours later, I finally find the courage to pick my phone back up. Checking the time, I notice two notifications: one text and one email. Unlocking the screen, my heart shatters. Both are from Dad. The email is the flight information, informing me that I have around an hour to get to the airport.

Father Dearest: y/n, I forwarded the email with all ur flight info. Oh, honey, I can’t explain how excited I am to have u home with us. If u haven’t finished packing yet, good luck. Love u!

Sighing as tears finally fall down my cheeks, I order an Uber to take me to the airport. I know I should text Chan, but I can’t bring myself to allow even the possibility of going unanswered again. I’ll let him know before the plane takes off, using the cushion of the flight to allow me the escape I’ll need.

An agonizing 20 minutes pass before I’m climbing into the Uber. I spare a glance  up at my apartment as we pull away. A part of me hopes he’ll show up to find me gone before I can even text him. It’s selfish and petty, but I just want Chan to feel a part of the agony I’ve been feeling. A simple conversation might be able to solve all of this, but we haven’t been able to have a solid 5 minute conversation in the past month, let alone one long enough to require what needs to be said. He couldn’t even get time off for a quick phone call on our one-year anniversary last week. Tears are slipping down my face before I know it. I quickly rub my sleeves over my face, not wanting the driver to ask questions. 

We finally pull up to the airport and I climb out, thanking him for the ride. I barely feel present in my body as I walk through the motions of the airport. Next thing I know, I’m sitting in my seat staring out the window. The announcement comes that phones need to be turned off soon. Taking a deep breath, I prepare the text for Chan.

Hi, Channie. I want to start off by saying I’m not mad, I completely understand. You’re an idol and I knew this was going to be difficult when I agreed to be your girlfriend. I guess I misjudged exactly how difficult it would actually be. I want to thank you for the last year. You were such a blessing in my life, crashing into me and claiming your spot in my heart. I don’t know if you feel the same, I can’t talk to you anymore to confirm or deny my suspicions. The distance between us recently has said more than we’ve been able to. I’ve decided to make it more physical for a little while. I’m headed back home for a couple weeks. I know the timezone difference is going to be hard to communicate, but we’ve gotten so used to it that it shouldn’t feel any different. If this is goodbye, all I ask is that you just remove your stuff from my apartment before I get back. I’m sorry I couldn’t be stronger. I do love you, Chan. I just miss you too much to keep this up.

I hit send just as we begin our take-off. Shutting my phone and my feelings off, I lay my head back and drift to sleep, keen on waking up only when I can step off the flight into my parents’ arms. 

●●●

I didn’t last the whole flight, but the last few hours were filled with reading the book I had packed just in case sleep evaded me. It was enough to not think about Chan, but never enough to dull the ache in my chest. We finally landed and shuffled off the plane, all heading towards baggage claim. Refusing to turn my phone back on, I felt like a robot on autopilot as I followed the crowd. I grabbed my suitcase and squared my shoulders as I prepared to face my family. They knew about Chan and I’s relationship, but I don’t want this trip to be about my broken heart. I walk out the doors and it takes me only a minute of scanning before I hear my name being shouted seconds before Dad barrels into me, lifting me off my feet in a hug. Mom wraps her arms around me as he sets me down, tears falling down all our faces.

“Oh my baby! You’re finally home! I’ve missed you so much.” Mom sobs into my shoulder, holding me tighter than should be humanly possible. I hug her back before tapping her shoulder, in need of oxygen. She pulls back with a relieved smile. “I have your favorite dinners planned for the whole time you're here. How’s Chan?” 

My own smile falters for a split second before I straighten myself out. “Oh, you know, he’s just busy with his comeback. I had plenty of time to myself to make an impromptu trip,” partially the truth, just not the whole story. I can work with that easier than an outright lie. I smile at both my parents as they nod in understanding, Dad grabbing my suitcase to put in the car while Mom pulls my hand to get us going. The ride home is full of small talk about how work is going, how school was this last semester, how they are enjoying Dad’s new bonus from work. I fall into a comfortable silence as they keep the conversation flowing between them. 

●●●

After dinner I finally find the courage to turn my phone back on, it’s been nearly six hours since I landed. It’s early morning back in Seoul, close enough to a full day since I sent the text to Chan. As my phone turns on, I’m bombarded with notifications. Missed calls and texts, nearly all from Chan.

Channie💕: Baby what?

Channie💕: You didn’t actually leave did you?

*two miss calls from Channie💕*

Channie💕: Y/N please answer me. I can’t stand this, don’t leave me. I love you so much

Channie💕: I know I haven’t seen you in a bit or been able to talk to you but I don’t want to lose you

Channie💕: Baby please be at home, please let this be some cruel prank

Channie💕: You’re really not at home. Oh my god, baby please come back to me. I can’t lose you please don’t do this I love you

*four missed calls from Channie💕*

Channie💕: I get it. Baby, I understand it’s hard. I should’ve tried harder for you. You mean so much to me. I fell into my typical work pattern and left you out, I’m so so fucking sorry. You’re a priority too and I neglected that. I need you

Channie💕: you went back home… for fuck’s sake I screwed up. I just saw the date. Oh my god y/n im the worst. I didnt even take off for our anniversary. You were waiting for me to even acknowledge it and i couldnt even do that. I fucked up so bad

Channie💕: Babygirl… i feel like i cant even breathe right now, my heart’s been ripped out and flew across the world with you

*eight missed calls from Channie💕*

Channie💕: okay okay, I know this is getting excessive and I get that you’re on the plane but you should’ve landed by now. Just let me know that you’re alive. 

Channie💕: My sweet girl, I will fix this. Fix us. I can’t imagine going through life without you in it. 

Channie💕: I hope what I’m about to do doesn’t further break us, I love you so much, to the moon and stars beyond

The last text sent my heart into a stuttering stop. What did he mean by that first part? A wave of relief followed by anxiety floods my system. The last text was sent almost four hours ago. Tears welled in my eyes as I listened to the multiple voicemails he left. All practically the same as his texts, only I could hear the voice breaks and sobs between words. My heart cracked open and pain seeped through me. 

Chris what are you doing? I understand that you’re busy, you don’t need to apologize, I’m the one who couldn’t handle it. We can talk when I get back, just focus on the album. Maybe with a longer time to plan we can sit and have a proper conversation. I still love you.

I chewed on my lower lip nervously as I waited for his response. After staring at the screen for nearly 30 minutes with no reply, I sighed as I assumed he just had to go back to work, blocking out the relationship that was sinking underwater. I quietly changed and crawled into bed. One last glance at my phone showed no new notifications. Tears flooded my face as I turned over in my childhood bed, resigned to sleep until the pain subsided.

●●●

I woke up to my mom shaking my shoulder. Blinking, I turned over to her, my face swollen from crying until I passed out. “Oh honey, I’m sorry to wake you up but there’s someone here to see you,” Mom bit down on her lips, like she was trying not to smile. I sat up and grabbed my phone, realizing that I’d slept for nearly 14 hours. “Okay, who is it?”

Mom shook her head and finally let the smile break free. “I think you should check for yourself, they said they’ve been wanting to see you for a while.” I cocked my head, confusion etched across my face. She just smiled brighter as she backed out of the room. “Just get dressed and I’ll send them up in a couple minutes. They’re finishing some tea up with your dad.” Tea? Dad doesn’t even like tea, he’s a die-hard coffee lover. Confusion still clouding my mind, I walked to my closet, ignoring the suitcase on the ground and threw on a sundress I had left here. I didn’t know who was waiting or how formal I had to be. I quickly threw my hair into a braid before checking my face in the mirror. The puffiness wouldn’t be able to go away in time, as I already heard rushed steps up the stairs. It finally dawned on me that whoever it was was being sent up to my room. Who would my parents have me meet in my room instead of downstairs with them?

As soon as the thought finished, my door was practically kicked open. I had less than 2 seconds to process who it was before arms were around me and squeezing me almost as hard as Mom had at the airport. Instantly the familiar scent hit my nose and I reeled back, surprise taking over the confusion and tears welling up faster than ever before.

“My sweet babygirl, you think I could handle two weeks with you in another country across the world after what I did?” Chan smiled as tears streaked down his face, clearly wary of my reaction. “I- fuck. I’m so sorry for everything,” he fell to his knees in front of me. “I didn’t expect to meet your family like this. Hell, your dad’s first impression of me was with tears streaming down my face and blubbering out what I did before I was even invited in,” Chan laughed at himself a little. “Of course, then I was immediately brought to the kitchen where he had me sit down and explain everything. I felt like such an idiot saying it all out loud. I wouldn’t have forgiven me if I was him. But then he said it wasn’t up to him, it’s your decision on if I should get kicked to the curb.” I stood in silence, staring down at him. He wrapped his arms around my legs, shaking from the sobs he was clearly holding back. “Baby, my y/n. I don’t even know where to begin. I screwed up so tremendously. The company couldn’t even stop me before I had booked a flight and had Bin race me to the airport. Felix called me a moron before I left,” at that he leaned back and rubbed the back of his neck.

“He’s not wrong.” I sunk down to my knees to be level with him. His eyes widened and tears still silently slid down his cheeks. I shook my head as I pulled him to me, finally hugging him back. “You’re a moron for coming here when you should be working on the album. But I don’t think I’ve ever loved you more. We can get through this. I just- it sounds so selfish- but I needed to truly see if you still wanted this. This was more than I ever expected.” I pulled back to look him in the eyes, bringing my hands to his cheeks to wipe the tears away. I leaned forward and connected our foreheads, breathing in his presence.

His words were barely a whisper as he breathed them into our shared space. “I thought I lost you. I swear on my career that I will change for you. You mean too much to me to watch you slip away again. I love you more than words can express. To the moon and stars beyond, my angel. Always.” I closed my eyes at his confession, breathing in the love he was giving back to me.

“How about we go back downstairs and reintroduce you to my parents. Since, you know, you’re meeting them now.” I giggled softly as he stiffened. 

“Can we hold each other a little longer first? I look like a mess and it’s been long overdue to have you in my arms again.” I fully laughed at that. “Of course, love. You’re mine, they can wait to see the best version of you while I piece it back together for a bit.” He pulled away and stared at me. Without another word, he launched into a tackle, hugging me like he would never let go. 

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Am I A Stray

SKZ maknae line x gn!reader

Comfort? Humor? Fluff?

wc: ~ 1500

Honestly this is violently cringey to me but it was a funny little college AU (loosely) on how I imagine the group dynamic when they bring someone else into their circle

No warnings except I remember writing this very late at night and barely coherent so enjoy that

I do not own the rights to Stray Kids or any of their personalities/actions, this is a pure work of fiction and just for fun

Learning everything about someone is a journey. Typically a journey two people take part in together, but a one-sided journey isn’t impossible. This is where you found yourself, in this lonely journey, pining for someone, or someones, who didn’t even know you existed. It didn’t lessen the joy you felt each time a new piece of information was filed into your folder for them. It did, however, cause an ache to form each time you let yourself think about it too long. 

Felix and his friend group seemed untouchable. Meaning they were insanely talented and attractive, but that wasn’t even the biggest obstacle. They were so close, never seeing one without at least another from the group. You began to learn the dynamic of each friendship so thoroughly that you felt insane, maybe obsessed. Felix and Jeongin were the typical gamer buddies, always talking about what rank they had gotten to in their last conquest of whatever game they had decided on the previous week. Jeongin and Seungmin held the brotherly relationship you wished you had with your siblings, constantly looking out for each other but never ceasing to pester the other if feelings were too overwhelming. Seungmin believed Felix hung the stars on his face and in his eyes and wouldn’t let another tell him any different, even if that meant he had to playfully bully Felix into understanding. Han held a soft spot for all three of his younger friends, nearly becoming an umbrella over them to protect them from any weather that would dampen their happiness. 

The closeness only continued to extend to the older ones in the friend group, but the protectiveness they radiated over the younger four made it seem daunting to approach any of them. They were kind to everyone, so it almost didn’t make sense why you felt so far removed from being able to even utter a word to them. Maybe you had convinced yourself that there just was no room for another dynamic in all their friendships. Still, you loved cataloging everything you could about them. It was almost like a minor degree to the major you were studying for, but undoubtedly the one you studied for the most.

Resigned to a life on the outside, you kept your fondness for the men tucked away into a corner only you had access to. Keen on just observing them and feeling the love they radiated for each other being enough for you, you stayed away. Sharing classes with the four youngest would be the closest you would get. Sitting at a table behind them in the lecture hall allows you to key in on some of their banter and jokes. Never one to be bold enough to test the boundary between classmates and friendship. The quiet one, always observing and always in awe of the possibility of a friendship that loving being possible. You had your own friends, but none held such a tight closeness to you that you fooled yourself into thinking it would last beyond the walls of the institution you called home for the last three years. After next year’s graduation, you would drift apart, while knowing those eight men would never feel such pull away from each other. You won’t lie to yourself, you envied it. 

Walking into class, you immediately noticed the loud laughter filling the lecture hall. Nothing new. Smiling to yourself, you go to make your way to your seat behind the loud group. You set your backpack down next to you and pulled out your notes to review before class started. You became so focused on your reading that you didn’t hear the shuffling in front of you as the laughter subsided. 

“Guys, guys. I know I’m right here. Anyone would agree that vanilla ice cream is the absolute standard for best base flavor. I’ll even prove it! Hey, y/n. I have an important question,” turning around in his seat, Felix addressed you. He waited for a second before realizing that you must not have heard him. “Y/n? This is a dire problem that needs a solution.” Still no response. He chuckles lowly as the others burst into laughter. Felix puts his hand on top of the notes you’d been reading, causing your head to shoot up to meet his eyes. Raising an eyebrow, but not giving you time to adjust to the intrusion, he asked again “Ice cream. Vanilla is the best base flavor, yes?” 

You blinked at him. Once. Twice. “Is this a test? Chocolate is overpowering as base, vanilla adds support. It doesn’t try to outshine the other flavors like chocolate does.” The words tumbled out in your shocked state.

“EXACTLY! HA! I told you guys that I was right! Oh, Y/n, you’re a lifesaver,” Felix exclaims while turning back to the others. They all just laughed harder, you sitting in complete confusion at what just happened. Were those actually the first words you’d spoken to any of them? Did it have to sound that pathetic? They knew your name? Are you dreaming? You continued to stare at the men in front of you.

“Hey, Y/n. Listen, I respect your opinion but you didn’t have to give Lix a bigger ego on this topic,” Han giggles out. Your eyes widen even more in confusion. 

“What is happening right now? Hi?” Your thoughts escaped before you remembered how to function as a competent human being. Immediately the four boys were rolling with laughter, somehow louder than before. 

“Y/n this is why we need you to be present more often. You’re hilarious!” Seungmin laughs out. You raise an eyebrow at him. This is a dream, there’s no other explanation.

“Seungmin, we have literally never spoken before. Are you guys alright? Did someone drug your breakfast? I am so confused right now.” 

Another round of impossibly loud laughter. “We’ve been trying to get you to warm up to us for months, Y/n. You remind us so much of Hannie, all quiet and seemingly off put by others. We knew you’d fit in with us, but you have to promise not to always side with Felix. Chan already does that,” Jeongin smiles at you, dimples showing. “If I’m honest, we had no idea how to approach you without scaring you off. But we also hated seeing you so alone when you seemed so sweet.”

His mini ramble ends and you continue to stare. This isn’t happening. Were you the one drugged this morning? “I didn’t even know that you knew my name,” a blush taking over your entire form, shoulders slumping in. 

Han smiled at you gently, the laughter still in his eyes but fading to softness. Softness somehow aimed at you. “Chan is a big stickler on finding the stray kids who need a home. No one deserves to be alone or stuck in shallow friendships. Everyone deserves to belong to something. This might seem out of the blue but it’s been a long time coming.” The other three nod their heads in agreement. 

“Wait. So you want to be friends? Is that what’s happening? I don’t want to intrude,” you mutter, getting quieter with each word. Seungmin stares at you for a little bit before opening his mouth and shutting it again.

“Do you… do you not want to be friends with us?” Seungmin eventually lets out, his eyebrows drawing together. Your eyes widen and you shake your head quickly, maybe too quickly but they don’t seem to care as their shoulders all slump in relief.

“No! No, that’s not what I meant. I just didn’t think anyone really noticed me. Wait, Han. Did you just call me a stray?” At that they all burst out laughing again, this time at Han as he covered his face, a blush tinting his ears impossibly red. 

“Ohmygodno. I didn’t, well I did, but like I didn’t mean it like that I just meant like you seemed alone a lot but you seem so kind and always help others who ask and you never complain about others but you never meet anyone after class and we don’t like seeing people look so lonely wait not that you’re lonely but maybe just that you don’t have friends well you probably have friends it’s just that ohmygod I need to shut up,” Han crumpled on himself more after his ramble, only making the others laugh even harder. Your heart clenched as you joined in on the laughter, all their eyes brightening and Han looking at you between his fingers still covering his face. 

“Okay okay, I get it. So Chan seems to have a knack for picking people who don’t feel like they belong with others, is that it? The outcasts or the quiet ones. Huh. That means you were all strays at some point then.”

Felix just stands up and claps his hand onto your shoulder. “And now you have an invitation to stay. If you want it. If you’re content to keep to yourself, don’t let us ruin that. But we would like it if we could build a friendship with you,” he finished with a smile, your own growing as your heart swelled.

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Sunshine Through the Clouds

best friend!Felix x GN/Reader

wc: ~600

Just a short comfort drabble as I basically dump all my old work while I brainstorm new ideas

Warnings: use of pet names platonically (love, honey, bub)

I do not own Stray Kids or anything related to them, this is a complete work of fiction and is just for fun

Felix had been away on tour for the last two months and as time went on, it was harder and harder to stay in contact. Having been his best friend for the last eight years meant the only emotion you should have was pride at his success. Instead you felt sadness at what you were perceiving as the soon-to-be loss of your friendship. While he was out living his dream, you kept running into continuous problems that you just wanted to vent about to your best friend. It’s not that Felix wouldn’t have listened, it’s just that you didn’t want to sour his good mood. 

After a particularly bad day, you walked into your apartment, kicking off your shoes and throwing your bag in the corner. You made your way towards your couch and threw yourself on top of the blankets still piled up from your movie night the day before. Soaking in the silence as the blankets soaked up your frustrated tears, you ignored the rest of the world for a while, at least until the world stopped ignoring you. A rustling at your door pulled you up from the couch just in time to see the human embodiment of sunshine walking through your door. Felix immediately threw his arms around you and playfully called “Honey, I’m home!”

The tears that had long since dried up sprang back into action as happiness stood in your arms. You squeezed Felix tight as a surge of energy coursed its way through your bloodstream.He buried his head in your hair, a muffled “I missed you too, bub” falling past his lips. 

A few more quiet seconds passed before you broke apart. “I’m so proud of you, Lix. You looked and sounded amazing the whole tour.” He smiled at you as he grabbed your hand to lead you to the couch.

“I can’t wait to tell you all about it, but first I need you to tell me what’s been bothering you.” You blinked at him as you let him pull you down next to him. As he turns to face you, he offers you a blinding smile. You open and close your mouth a few times, searching for the words. Finally you mumbled “How could you even tell?”

He laughed for a bit before he shook his head. “You’ve been my best friend for years, love, I could sense something was wrong from across the globe.” You rolled your eyes before sighing. “I didn’t want to bring you down while riding the high from being on tour.” 

Felix reached out and took your hands in his. “Love, nothing you need to let out will ever bring me down. I only want to cheer you up.” You smiled at him and nodded a little. 

“Can I start by saying that I was nervous you’d forget your best friend while being a world star with thousands of others who love and adore you?” Felix brought one of your hands up and gave a quick kiss to the back of it. “I won’t ever forget you, you’ve done too many embarrassing things that I keep tucked away for when I need a laugh.” Scoffing, you pulled a hand out of his grasp and lightly hit his shoulder. “Glad to know you didn’t get too soft on me while you were away.” Both of you began laughing and you could already feel the tension slipping from your shoulders. You made eye contact one more time before launching into everything that had buried you in the clouds while your sunshine was off shining brightness around the world.

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Not All Bad

I finished my last final of university and it didn't bring the happy rush I thought it would, so this one was for me.

Best Friend!Changbin x GN!Reader

wc: ~1k

genre: angst to comfort

warnings: mentions of eating/skipping meals

I do not own Stray Kids or anything related to them, this is a complete work of fiction and is just for fun

Today just seemed like it was doomed from the start. You woke up only to realize you were late for your final test in your hardest class. You rushed to catch the next bus to your university. You had made it in time to get through the whole test, but hadn’t had enough time to properly check your answers, leaving you with a horrible weight planted in your stomach. As you walked towards your favorite cafe to try and make yourself feel a little better, it started pouring down rain. Unfortunately, you hadn’t bothered to check the weather in your rush out of your apartment and were subsequently caught in the downpour with no umbrella, no jacket, and now soggy sandals. You pushed open the door to the café only to look up and realize that your favorite items were all out of stock for the day. Sighing, you ordered a hot chocolate to at least warm up your hands.

On your walk to the university library someone rushed by you, presumably late as you had been to your first final, and knocked your drink onto the ground. At least they shouted an apology and you hadn’t gotten blasted by the hot beverage. You continued through the library doors, heading towards the study group you had formed with a few of your classmates to study for your next final of the day. As you sat down, the rest of the group looked up at you and laughed at your state. Messy hair stringy from the rain, clothes sticking to every part of you, and a permanent frown had made its residence on your face. “I don’t want to talk about it, can we please just go over the notes one more time?”

“Uh, sorry, y/n. We were all actually just finishing up our studying to go grab some lunch before the final. You can come with us if you want,” one of the others said, refusing to make eye contact. You felt your shoulders tense. You couldn’t even count on both hands the amount of times this had happened in the last month of studies. The rest of the group had gotten closer while you studied for other classes and worked, missing nearly every non-study hangout they planned. You felt the sting of the obligatory invite.

“Yeah, no it’s okay. I just grabbed a bite at the cafe so I’ll just stay and study then,” you shrugged as you tried to make eye contact with any of them. Instead, they all got up with mumbled goodbyes and waves as they finished packing up. You could hear their laughter pick up as they walked farther away from you. Refusing to cry in public, you angrily rubbed your eyes as you continued walking to the farthest corner of the library. As you went to put your earphones in to block out the world while you studied, the case blinked at you to indicate that they were in fact dead. At least you were no longer surprised by the continuous bad news bombarding you anymore. 

Pulling out the textbook, you set it on the table before putting your forehead against it and taking deep breaths. If this day was going to continue like this, you were sure to lose it. Making a quick decision, you texted your best friend, hoping he could meet you after your final and spend the rest of the day cuddled together watching whatever you could find to distract yourself. After a brief explanation of the miserable comedy show that was your day, you turned your phone on silent and began studying. There was no way you wanted to see if he couldn’t get out of his schedule to make you feel better before you had actually finished your final. Let it be another bad surprise after you had fully drained your energy on the test.

Three hours later, you made your way out of the building feeling much better about that final than the previous one but still with an overwhelming sense of dread from the rest of the day’s events. You had completely forgotten about the text you had sent until you spotted him staring at his phone with one arm suspiciously hidden behind his back, but not enough to hide the massive bag in his grip. You quietly walked up to your best friend and cleared your throat. “Hey, Binnie.” He snapped his head up to you and shoved his phone in his pocket. One look at you had him setting the bag on the still damp ground and throwing his arms around you.

“Hey, sweets. I’m so sorry about today. I’m so beyond proud of the hard work you continue to put in for school. You’ve done so well and I’m sure the tests today went well, no matter what you believe. You’re so incredibly smart and I’m lucky to have someone as kind as you in my life. I love you so much, don’t forget that.” Changbin squeezed you to him a little tighter after he finished his speech. You wrapped your arms around his waist as tears began flowing down your face. He pulled away when he felt his shirt get damp and moved his hands to your face. “Y/n, you’re so incredibly strong,” he murmured as his thumbs wiped the tears from your cheeks. “I asked Chan for the rest of the day and tomorrow off. I’m ahead on all of my parts for this next comeback so it was no problem. Felix sent me with the leftover brownies from last night and Minho is making your favorite tonight to bring by your apartment during our movie marathon.” Changbin smiled at you as he picked the bag back up.

“What did I do to deserve you, Binnie?” you barely were able to speak above a whisper, the words trying to get caught in your throat. Changbin shook his head as he wrapped his arm around your shoulders and began walking you towards his car. He held the bag up to you wordlessly, wanting you to take it. You peered inside to see all of your favorite snacks and drinks as well as a new fluffy blanket and a pig plush. Tears threatened to spill over again at the kind gesture.

“Sweets, you are the one I don’t deserve. Please don’t put my best friend down like that. And I know you skipped breakfast and lunch. Yes, Minho is bringing dinner, but a couple snacks before then should be enough to get your strength back up for this mega movie marathon I’m going to drag you through. And I have more groceries in the car so we can make all three meals together tomorrow. Well… you can make them and I’ll cheer you on. You can cheer me on when I do the dishes after, okay? I’m all yours to cuddle until you’re so sick of me that you have to call Chan to drag me out of your apartment.”

You shook your head and laughed. As you turned to look at Changbin, he gave you the brightest smile and opened the car door for you. You set the bag onto the seat before pulling your best friend into one more hug. Immediately, his arms wrapped you back into a warm hug. No matter how bad your day had gotten, he was always there and determined to make sure it would get better.

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We'll Fix This

I'm new to posting my writings so be gentle please.

FelixSKZxF!Reader

Angst, no warnings (I don't think, let me know if there should be for future reference)

This is a complete work of fiction originally written for a friend, I do not own rights to anything about Stray Kids. This is just a fun pastime for me.

Falling in love with someone is the easy part. The feeling of letting yourself slip into the comfort of someone’s presence and finding a new home within them takes little effort. Smiling at every interaction with someone is effortless. Recognizing their little mannerisms as endearing qualities is a breeze. Loving yourself more when they build you up is second nature. Smothering each other in love is like breathing. Realizing that the little things you fell in love with are now constantly irritating you is the hard part. It’s been 3 years since you and Felix started dating and loving him was the easiest thing you’ve ever done. Until it wasn’t.

Another comeback, another tour, and another period of repeating that “distance makes the heart grow fonder” to get through it. Only this time, you don’t have the belief behind those words. The last couple of days before a tour are always spent together, cuddling and promising that your love will keep this relationship going. Felix had his arms wrapped tightly around your waist while you threaded your fingers through his hair. Something was definitely different this time, he’s never held you this tight. Too nervous to say anything, you focus on the show you two had decided to finish together. 

“Babe…can we talk?” Felix mumbled against your side, not taking his eyes off the screen. Your hands dropped to your side at his tone. He noticed immediately, yet instead of reassuring you like he has so many times before, he pulled away. “Something has changed,” he looked down at his hands, spinning the rings around his fingers. You couldn’t even form a sentence as you felt your heart harden against what was coming. 

You weren’t stupid, you knew it was coming. The past two months have been filled with more fights than the entire last 3 years. Every time Felix wanted to be cuddly, you would stiffen and find excuses to busy yourself away from him and vice versa.  He would lock himself in the office to play games with Jeongin and Seungmin rather than having the door open for you to lay on the office couch reading or mindlessly scrolling in his presence. Baking nights were nonexistent nowadays. If he wanted to bake, he’d go back to the dorms with the other guys and rarely brought any home back to you. You made elaborate dinners for date nights that would go cold long before he texted that he wouldn’t be home that night as practice had run later or he was going out with the guys. 

Instead of working in tandem, it seemed as if you both were working around each other at opposite poles. 

You had attempted to text Changbin what was going on, only for him to reply with short, uninterested responses saying he didn’t know what you meant. Similar responses came from Hyunjin and Chan. So you stopped asking. He pulled away first and you would return the sentiment. It took about two weeks before Felix started asking your friends if you were okay, only to be met with unanswered or indifferent texts in return. You began canceling date nights in favor of working more or going out with friends instead. Again, another week before he tried asking why you kept canceling. 

The fight that followed landed you where you are now. Always one to resort to physical affection, Felix suggested a silent cuddle night to repair the hurtful words thrown at each other. It was about as expected, tense silence and too many unshared thoughts.

“Felix. Do we even need to talk anymore? You leave in two days again, that gives you a full day to set yourself back into who STAY expect.” He turned his head to you quickly, eyes widening in fear. “I’m not blind, I know something has changed. I tried to tell myself it was just the stress of a new album and tour, but that excuse only goes so far. When your own members start shutting me out with you, it’s a pretty clear sign,” you finished with a forced chuckle. “Although, I am a little disappointed you couldn’t just tell me that your love had faded weeks ago, rather than try to string me along until you could just leave and let it fully fizzle out with the tour as an excuse not to talk to me.” 

Felix fell to the ground in front of you on the couch. “No, no, baby, no. No please you don’t understand, just give me a second to explain. I promise-”

“Promise what? That you didn’t mean to pull out of this relationship? That you didn’t notice the hundreds of texts you’ve left unanswered or the dozens of dates you’ve ditched on? Or how about that you didn’t have me in mind the past two months in any of this?” You swipe your hand under your eyes harshly as you watch his face fall and tears build up.

“Love, don’t do this to me. I had so many things going on since we started this comeback, I didn’t know how to function properly. The boys are just as stressed, please believe me,” he sniffled the last part out, tears falling onto your knees as he knelt over them. He tried to grab onto your hands, but you pulled them back. 

“Felix I-” “No. No stop with the ‘Felix.’ You never call me that. Please, baby. Come back to me.” You just shook your head. “Felix,” you watched as his heart broke in his eyes, you were already gone, he was sure of it. “I can’t do this anymore. We’ve had plenty of comebacks and the last extended tour that we made it through. With communicating. Not by shutting each other out. I’m not going to sit and listen to excuses for you to rationalize why you have been treating me so badly recently. God, Felix, we used to be so good. Until you stopped trying. I don’t think I can listen to the excuses right now. I’m going to head to Yeji’s, please be gone when I get back.” You stood up and grabbed your keys and wallet, brushing past him to get to the door, not even looking back to see him stare after you as the door on your relationship closed with a soft click.

Felix sat there on your floor sobbing, staring after you for nearly 30 minutes before he realized you were right about one thing. He had one day to get himself ready for STAY, but also one day to figure out how this tour was going to fix him so that he could come back to you. Taking a minute to collect himself, he ran through your apartment and gathered all his things he kept at your place. He took off the hoodie he was wearing and buried it deep in your closet, hopeful that you’ll find it when needed, even more hopeful that these next three months on tour would selfishly not be enough time for you to move on. He put the spare key you had given him on the counter before he walked out of your life.

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You walked into your apartment after spending nearly four hours crying into Yeji’s arms. You put up a good front for Felix, hoping that it would make it easier for him to move on if he thought you agreed with his recent feelings. The truth is that you felt like someone had punched into your chest and pulled your heart out. Complete numbness settled over your body as the ache in your chest kept blossoming further out, fogging your mind. You convinced yourself that the pleas from Felix were just for your benefit, not to truly save the relationship. If he had wanted that, he wouldn’t have pulled away months ago with no words or warnings. 

The ache in your chest bloomed into full searing pain when you spotted the spare key on your counter. Running through the apartment, you noticed everything that tied Felix to you was gone. He truly had wanted this, no matter how loudly the little voice in your brain had tried to tell you it was another overreaction on your part. Holding your hand over your mouth, you looked around your bedroom, noticing even his plushies he’d bought you had gone with him. You didn’t even make it to your bed before your legs gave out and sobs tore through your body.

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Felix stepped into the dorm, barely getting the door closed before he fell to the ground, head in his hands. He couldn’t even cry anymore, just shake and feel his heart rip to shreds. He had done this. He knew that you didn’t want this, he could always read you so well, but he wasn’t going to hurt you anymore if he couldn’t fix himself.

Lino poked his head out of the kitchen after he heard the front door click shut. One look at the younger member had him throwing the utensils onto the counter and running to the front entrance. He nearly slid across the floor to grab onto Felix as the younger boy shook. “Yongbok, what happened? Are you hurt? Did you call Chan? SEUNGMIN, GET CHAN HERE NOW. Shhhh, I’ve got you. Talk to me, Felix, you’re scaring me.” The younger boy could only shake his head as he buried himself deeper into the arms of his friend. The other younger members ran in after the shouts, Seungmin already with his phone dialing their leader. When they laid eyes on one of their best friends broken in the entrance, Jeongin began crying and walked over to the scene while Seungmin locked his jaw and told Chan to get to the dorm as soon as possible with the other members, hanging up without explanation.

It was only 20 minutes later that the other four boys burst in, the eldest looking around for the fire, only to be met with an even more heart shattering scene: Lino rocking Felix back and forth on the couch as Jeongin sat beside him rubbing his back with Seungmin gently murmuring to him from his position on the floor in front of the trio. 

“What happened? Who’s hurt? Sick? Someone tell me what the hell is happening?” Chan rushed over to the group, kneeling next to Seungmin while the others looked on, wide eyed, starting to tear up at the sight. 

“I- I lost her. I screwed up. I don’t know what I was think- thinking. It hurts so bad, Channie. I feel like I’m drowning,” Felix sobbed as he pulled out of the tight embrace he’d been held in. “You guys didn’t help. Why did none of you talk to her? Why did none of you tell me she was asking about me? Why didn’t you guys warn me? Why- why did I let this happen?” He broke down again as Chan shifted into Lino’s spot, pulling Felix into him.

“Hey, hey. Shhh, you have to tell us what’s going on. Is it y/n? Did you fight? What are we a part of? Felix, I need you to talk to me, yeah?” Chan was rubbing his younger friend’s back, looking at the rest, questions and tears in everyone’s eyes. 

Felix pulled back before wiping his nose, Chan reaching up and rubbing the tear stains off his face, looking the younger one in the eyes. “I was so stressed about this comeback, this tour, continuing to be better for STAY. I lost myself, became obsessed with perfecting everything, perfecting our chemistry for STAY. She said she reached out to some of you, but was ignored by you guys too. We left her alone. Alone to think that I was done with her. Never even explained my obsession with this comeback. I lost myself, and I lost y/n in the process. I don’t know what is so different this time. I didn’t even get to tell her that JYPE was giving us the opportunity to go public. It slipped my mind. Another tack on my obsession with being perfect this time so that she would be protected. She’s been with me through so much already, and when it was finally time to take the next step, I took twenty backwards, away from her. I need to fix this. I don’t know how to fix this. I don’t have time to fix this. I love her so much, it hurts so bad. Who am I without her? Will I lose STAY next? She still only thought of me when she called it off, saying she was going to give me a day to get myself ready for STAY. She still looked out for me, thinking I had already given up on her. I couldn’t even get her to stop before she walked out. She walked out, trying to make it easier. It wasn’t easier. It’s my fault. Help me, please. Help me fix this. I want to make STAY proud, but I need her back. Help me.” Felix cut himself off, sobbing again. The others stared, open-mouthed and silent. 

Hyunjin pulled his phone out to look through texts between him and y/n, noticing for the first time how he had come across in his own obsession with perfecting himself for the tour. He turned to Changbin, who was silently crying while already staring at his own phone.”We did this. We left her alone,” Changbin whispered, voice cracking. Hyunjin just shook his head, disbelief coursing through his veins. 

“Lix, look at me. Please,” Chan gently pulled the younger one away from him, grabbing his chin to direct him to look in his eyes. “We have to focus on this tour and give our best. We owe it to ourselves and the hard work we’ve put in. We owe it to STAY. But we WILL fix this. I have a plan. The bag by the door, that’s your stuff from her place, yeah?” Felix nodded, tears still sliding down his cheeks. “Okay, good. We’ll need it. We will fix this, Lix. I promise you. You aren’t losing her, none of us are.” Chan looked around the group, noticing the tears in all their eyes at the thought of y/n no longer being a part of their lives after so long. He was going to fix this, not just for his brother, but for his dear friend he had found in y/n, for his members.

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The tour began. Felix shaky behind the scenes, powerful on stage. They were leaving Seoul for the first leg of overseas concerts. A package arrived on your doorstep the day they left, pictures and one of the many plushies Felix had gifted you. A note sat on top. Y/n, I’m so beyond sorry for what happened. We got obsessed and none of us checked each other. You mean so much to all of us, to Felix. Please, I want to help you through this. I want to help Felix. This is where it starts. We’re all sorry. -Chan. You put the box in a corner of your closet, unable to look through the pictures.

The next flight was a couple days later. Along with it came another package. Hey, darling. I know we haven’t spoken in a while. That’s on me. I’ll be better, we’ll all be better. Take care, remember to eat and sleep well -Your favorite Cat Man. More pictures, another plush, and a bracelet the boys had gotten you for you first Christmas with them, the clasp fixed. You rolled your eyes, placing the new package with the other one.

A week later, another flight, another package. Sweet girl. I am so sorry. I let myself get caught up in the members and the practices and the new songs. That’s no excuse to have let you down in the process. He misses you so much. We all do. - Your muscle boy, Binnie. Again, another one of the plushies but this time a brand new necklace, obviously from Changbin, along with a new purse you had mentioned one of the last times you were with the boys. You felt your heart tug a little more as you hesitantly set the package on top of the other two. Closing the door, this time resting your head against the cool wood as you tried to steady your breathing. 

Expecting it this time, you rushed into the apartment with the new package. This time you couldn’t help the small smile that grew on your face. A painting of a beautiful flower field greeted you, this time with three of the plushies. Lovely y/n. I miss you. I missed you before we left, but I didn’t act on it. I’m forever going to be sorry that I let you slip away when I got carried away. When we get back, we’re going on a painting date again. I miss our jokes and your laughter. I want to fix all of it. Yours, Hyunjinnie. A tear slid down your face. It’d been a month since you walked away from Felix. It hasn’t gotten any easier. You set the package on your coffee table, walking to your room to grab the other three. You sat staring at them, chewing your bottom lip as you debated what to do. Ultimately, you walked into your bedroom, leaving them on the table. 

A couple weeks later, you were again greeted with a package. Opening it slower this time, you felt your heart rate pick up as all kinds of snacks from different countries greeted you, nearly drowning the two plushies at the bottom. My lovely honey girl! I suck. STAYs would say “predebut Han came out” and they wouldn’t be wrong. You mean so much to all of us. I did have to steal some of the snacks from Flour boy. I hope you enjoy them all, tell me your favorites when we get back. Hannie. You rubbed at your eyes, missing them all more than you can express. You pulled out the notes from all the packages so far. Heading into your bathroom, you stuck them all to your mirror. Gazing at yourself, finally noticing the dark circles under your eyes. You walked back to the living room, gathering all the plushies in your arms as you walked to your bedroom. You laid them all down on the bed before heading into your closet to find clothes to change into for a nap. While flipping through your sweatshirts, you finally noticed it. There in the back was the sweatshirt Felix had been wearing the last time you saw him. You grabbed it, feeling tears slip down your cheeks as you slipped it on. You slid on some random shorts you found and crawled into your bed, surrounded by the plushies of your relationship with Felix. You fell asleep with tears drying on your face, wrapped in the scent of the boy who meant the world to you, sleeping better than you have in weeks. 

With only one month left until the end of the tour, you got nervous for the next package. If they were following the pattern, it would be Felix’s turn. You slowed your walk when you spotted it at your door. Taking a deep breath, you walked into your apartment with the box tucked under your arm. You opened the box to a new book you had mentioned to Seungmin months ago. Your jaw dropped, and a weird wave of relief went through you. You hugged onto yet another plushie as you read the note. Hahahaha sorry that I’m probably not who you’re expecting. SEUNGMIN IN THE BUILDING!!! I do want to apologize to you. Y/n you are such an important part of our lives, and we got too caught up in ourselves and being perfect for STAY that we neglected you. I promise, if you take us back, that it will never happen again. -Puppy boy. 

The boys had been outstanding all tour. STAY were loving the shows, the boys were giving their all and then some. A cloud still hovered over all their hearts as none had received any word from you. Felix would go straight to bed after every show. It was a harder time each stop for Lino to keep him eating with the members instead of retreating to his room to scroll through all your photos together. Two more weeks remained until he would know if you truly had left him or not. The others were increasingly worried they weren’t going to get you back. 

Another package arrived. New shoes and a new phone case accompanied the plush this time. Cutie cutie it’s me! I miss you. Felix isn’t the same without you, none of us are. I’m worried about him, but I’m worried about you too. I miss our conversations on who’s concert fashion is the best (me, by the way). I want to take you shopping when we get back, if you will go with me. Baby bread. You sighed, you couldn’t stop the ache in your chest from coming back as you let yourself fully recognize how much you missed them all. Only a week remained in the tour. You pulled out all the photos from the first package. It was you and all the boys. There were some candids you had never seen, clearly taken during your many hang outs at the dorms. Many of your favorites with Felix were in there as well. Your heart swelled. You were fairly certain what your decision was going to be. 

A new package greeted you after a particularly hard day at work. Your heart sped up, knowing who it was. It was the last of the plushies Felix had gotten you over the course of your relationship, nothing more beyond the letter. I don’t even know where to start. One of our staff will have dropped this off only a day before we get back. Chan’s plan was so thorough. Each of the members have written an apology for how we all acted the last couple months before this tour. Accompanied by something of ours that I took back with me when I tried to give you as much space as possible by removing myself. It’s killing me, knowing that I hurt you so horribly. A sorry isn’t even enough, a thousand sorry’s won’t be enough. I royally screwed up. It’s no excuse that I let myself get too obsessed with being Stray Kids and getting everything perfect for this tour. I hope it goes well, as I’m writing this before we even leave. Everyone already has their extra gifts picked out except for Han, he wants to collect snacks from different places to send you. His package might be a little behind schedule, but Chan has it planned out to work anyway. I’m sure you noticed that I have nothing extra in here besides my words and the last of the plushies we’ve collected together. I do hope you’ve already found it and haven’t thrown it away or burned it. I wouldn’t blame you if you did. But I left my sweatshirt from that night in the back of your closet. It should still smell like me. I know how much trouble you have with sleeping, especially while I’m on tour. If you don’t hate my guts by now, maybe it will bring you some comfort. I love you, y/n. So much. Words don’t even come close to describing the way I truly feel about you. If you’ll have me, I want to be better for you. I know what I did, and I swear to you that I’ll be spending this entire tour working on myself so that I’m better for you. I’ll get strength from STAY. All the work I put in won’t be for nothing, especially if I lost you throughout this. It still won’t be worth losing you, but maybe I’ll drown myself in STAY’s love if I have to. I love you, endlessly, my beautiful star. - Yours always and forever, Lixie. Tears were streaming down your face as you put the letter down. You only gave yourself a few seconds before you throw yourself into action.

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The boys walked off the plane, through the airport. The air crackled with excitement over how well the tour went. The cloud of anxiety still hung over them, but they were trying to block it out the best they could. As they walked towards the car to take them back to the dorms, they noticed one of their managers standing at an extra car. Trying to calm their heart rates down, Chan slowly walked over to the manager. “From y/n.” He gave Chan a gentle smile. 

Chan could almost feel his knees give out in relief. He hung his head and blew out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding. He turned to look at the rest of the boys. He couldn’t hide the wide smile that spread across his face, crinkling his eyes as he felt laughter bubble out. He ran over to Felix and shoved the small box into his hands. The rest of the members couldn’t hold back their tears of joy as Felix pulled the little ribbon off the top of the box. He looked at each of them, tears streaming down his face.

“No matter what, thank you all. What you did means the world to me, even if she doesn’t forgive me, forgive us, I love you all so much. Thank you.” Felix took a deep breath before he lifted the lid off. A tiny note was placed over something silver and shiny. He felt his knees give out as Changbin rushed forward to catch him. They all noticed the key at the same time and nearly sobbed in relief. Come back to me, I love you so much. “I- I’m going home. I’m going home!” Felix stumbled into the final car as the boys watched him head off to the love of his life, smiling until their cheeks hurt, tears slipping down all their cheeks as they realized they hadn’t lost two of their favorite people. 

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