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eliluvschan · 3 months

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Moonlit Strolls

pairing: bang chan x reader

word count: 1.323

warnings: just the guys being the biggest supporters of their leader :)

genre: fluff

a/n: happy valentines day guys! i'm single as a pringle but that won't ruin the fun of me posting a new imagine! and like Lixie said in Surfin’ ”i got ninety-nine problems but the sea ain’t one”

Chan was pissed. pissed because his crush, is dating a good for nothing drummer.

“a drummer!” Chan exclaimed. “come on, she had better taste!”

“i need some fresh air. i’ll be back in a while.” Chan told his dongsaengs as he walked out of the door.

“you’ll find someone way better hyung!” Hyunjin exclaimed.

“yeah. whatever.” Chan replied irritated.

he walked outside, pausing only to pet Minho’s cat, Soonie.

he walked to the beach.

walking along the coast, he looked up and saw a sparkling bright moon.

it’s light was dancing off the water in front of him.

looking around, he saw billions of stars and he smiled.

he took of his shoes, rolled up his jeans and walked ankle deep into the water.

the water tickled his toes and he smiled again.

a few minutes went by, and he heard someone sigh.

he turned his head, only to look at the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen.

she had dark hair and her eyes were twinkling, the perfect moon reflected in them.

he was speechless. his jaw dropped and he made a funny gagging sound.

the girl didn’t notice him.

Chan got control of himself once more.

maybe Hyune was right. he thought. i’ll find someone better than her. i might already have.

but her breath taking beauty kept him frozen to the sandy floor of the beach.

the girl left after another couple of minutes.

Chan’s eyes followed her until she was out of his sight.

“love at first sight?” he asked himself.

yeah. definitely.

he walked back home with his shoes in his hands and his spirits considerably lifted.

he hosed himself and walked inside. he met Soonie along the hall as Chan picked him up and walked into the living room.

the guys were still sitting there.

“hey guys!” he said.

“woah! someone’s feeling good!” Minho said.

Changbin and Seungmin chuckled.

“good luck hyung.” Felix said.

Chan smiled.

“thanks guys.”

he sat down and pet Soonie who fell asleep on his lap.

“so, what’s she like?” Jisung asked.

“beautiful.” Chan said, going into a trance. lost in thoughts, he smiled vaguely.

Jisung, realizing what was happening, hit Chan with a magazine from the coffee table.

“what did you do that for?” Chan shouted.

“we’re asking you something.” Seungmin said calmly.

“what, i told you she’s beautiful. what else did you ask?”

“i asked where you met her.”

“describe.” Minho commanded.

“i was walking in the water and i heard her and i looked around and then i just, literally, froze.”

“that’s it? you suck.” jeongin said laying back on the couch, feet stretched out on Felix’s lap.

“oh, one more thing!” Chan exclaimed.

“what?” they all sat up, waiting for what their leader and hyung was gonna tell them.

“she had dark hair and big shiny eyes and she’s… perfect.”

“my boy’s in love!” Changbin high-fived Felix as Jisung and Hyunjin wiped their fake tears away.

the eight guys sat in silence for a while.

“i’m off to bed.” Chan said and left his little brothers staring after them.

as Chan jumped into bed and punched his pillow into a more comfortable shape, he realized he had no idea who the girl was, where she lived, or if he’d ever see her again.

Soonie climbed up beside him, and Chan fell asleep thinking of that girl, who was the prettiest he’d ever seen.

— ❀ —

the next day, Chan woke up with a plan and a song formed in his mind.

all that i want is you

even if i’m a fool

why do i fall for you

no turning back once we’re connected

he heard a knock on his door and looked up to see Changbin smiling at him.

“nice.” he said.

“thanks, man.” Chan replied.

“so, what’s the plan?” Jisung appeared in the doorway.

“i think he’s moving into these relationships too fast.” came Minho’s voice.

Chan frowned.

“i haven’t been in a relationship in over more than 3 years.”

“so, what was that thing with, uh what was her name again?” Seungmin said, his head poking out the door, as Jeongin agreed with him.

Hyunjin and Minho sighed, shaking their heads.

“are we missing out on something?” Jeongin asked.

“maknae’s, you’re both grounded for five hours.” Changbin face-palmed himself.

“oh ha ha.” were the boys’ reply.

Chan laughed as the boys bickered.

“not our fault we’re always the last ones to know, cause this workaholic here is always in here or his studio at JYP.” Seungmin defended them.

“alright, i’ll try to be less of a workaholic and be more with you guys.” Chan gave in.

“now go get miss mysterious, hyung!” Jeongin said.

“plan says i have to wait.”

“what plan?” Felix’s eyes widened as he looked at the others.

Chan smirked and his eyes flashed.

“ohh, he doesn’t want us to know.” Jisung said pointing at himself and the others.

“ahh, Channie hyung.” Seungmin began. “you’re grounded for fifteen hours.” he winked at the others.

“oh come on! what’d i do now!” Chan asked his dongsaengs exasperatedly.

“you didn’t tell us the plan.” Hyunjin said simply.

“hey, i just thought of it and i’ve got a personal life too, you know!”

“ooh, personal, is it hyung?” Minho said, smirking at Chan.

“uh, what are you guys up to?”

the others grinned.

“guys?” Chan asked with a note of panic in his voice.

the guys ran at Chan and began tickling him.

“guys, guys, stop- stop it. please!” Chan choked out.

— ❀ —

the afternoon passed as the guys just hung around their dorm.

the guys shortened Chan’s period of grounded-ness to six hours because he told them what he was going to do.

“okay, listen.” he told the guys as they all sat in a line on the floor, with Chan in front of the tv.

“i’m gonna go to the beach again tonight and most probably, she’s gonna be there. so, i’ll ask her out then.”

Minho burst out laughing.

“do you seriously think she goes for moonlit strolls everyday?”

“hey, lots of people do and i just know she’s gonna be there.” Chan said defensively.

“good luck, hyung.” Seungmin said, patting his shoulder.

— ❀ —

at the same time as the day before, Chan left the house, pausing again to pet Soonie and walked to the beach, wishing on the stars as he went that the girl would be there.

just like the last day, he took off his shoes and walked into the water, admiring the moon.

why did it have to be so beautiful?

a girl giggled.

Chan looked, and jumped with joy. the mysterious girl was there!

wow, she’s more beautiful than before. he thought.

Chan walked over to her.

“hi.”

“hello.”

“i’m Chan.”

“hello Chan. i’m Y/n.”

“that’s a beautiful name.”

she giggled again.

“thank you.”

Chan smiled.

“do you come here every day?”

“i, uh, no.”

“really? but i saw you here yesterday too.”

did she?

“oh, well. d- do you wanna know the truth?”

“yeah, sure.”

“okay, look. i saw you here yesterday too and i just couldn’t bring myself to talk to you. i mean, i just couldn’t believe how someone could be so pretty. i’m here just because i thought that you might be here too. i wanted to talk to you.”

thank god it’s dark. Chan thought as he blushed.

“really? w- well, you know. i don’t come here every day either. i just saw you here, and thought i’d see you again today. it’s like love at first sight! know what i mean?” she asked and grinned shiftily at him.

“i know exactly what you mean.” Chan smiled.

she smiled and looked up at the moon.

''can i kiss you?''

''yes.''

Chan leaned down and placed a small kiss on her lips.

he took her hand.

“wanna walk with me?”

“yes.”

— ❀ —

“Min! i’m adopting Soonie!” Chan yelled as he entered their dorm.

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maximumkillshot · 6 months

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I Can't Lose You- Part 7

Warnings: Descriptions of Grief, PTSD Flashback, Intense Grief, Mentions of Miscarriage, Pissed off Lee Know, Anxiety, Panic, Everyone is hurting but you knew this... right?

Pairing: Bang Chan x Reader

Characters: Stray Kids, Reader, Nurse, Soo?

A/N: Okay her we are with part 7 the song that I linked is what I had on repeat for part 6 &7 for the most part... I am so sorry and as always I'll be around for therapy after. If you really wanna cry, listen to what I listened to while writing this about 98% of the time, Can You Hold Me by NF and Britt Nicole.

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BEFORE: His body went into overdrive, the shock melting into panic. He wasn’t going to let Death take you, “Han hurry up, she's slipping!” He screamed at the door. His scream didn’t sound like him. The sound akin to a bystander watching a loved one jump from a bridge. Watching the body disappear all because of one step. He couldn’t wouldn’t let you fall. He screamed as if he dove for your hand, the same hand that fits so perfectly in his, as you threatened to disappear over the ledge of that bridge. Bin got closer to your ear, so you could hear him better, “Please don’t say that. I know it hurts, just stay with me, hold on. I’m here. Stay with me. You can’t leave me here, please.” Changbin tilted your head, so you could hear his heartbeat. Subconsciously thinking, If you go I go. He gently wrapped his arm across your breastbone, trying to provide some soothing pressure to your chest. His hand resting on your opposite arm, rubbing the meat of it in a soothing pattern. His other hand was petting your hair. The hold he had you in gave you someone to hold on to. As soon as his forearm rested you wrapped your hands around it, grabbing his hand as you dangled on the ledge. “Binnie it hurts, pleaseee. Help me, it hurtss.” You sobbed, your voice cracking and breaking, a mirror of your soul. Bin continued to slowly rock you, “I know Angel, I know I want to take it away. Just hold on for me. Hold on to me.” He had no idea how he was able to be calm for you. A part of him knew that he needed to. He was not going to collapse so you could face all of this on your own. He refused. He needed to fight for you, and he would, for eternity if he had to.

NOW:

The boys were trying their hardest to be calm, but some just couldn’t handle it. I.N. and Felix being the two that were physically holding their heads, crouched in the fetal position, trying to cover their ears as they heard your screams in the hallway.

Hyunjin went over to them and picked them up, their forms curling into him as they cried. Hyunjin couldn’t pinpoint why your screams sounded so unhuman, subconsciously trying to find a way to help. Once reality set in he realized, none of them had ever heard the scream of a mother who lost their child… not until today. That made chills go up his spine as goosebumps riddled his skin. That was why it sounded so unhuman. His mother once told him, “Children are supposed to bury their parents, not the other way around.” He found himself repeating those words out loud as tears fell down his face. He never thought he’d understand those words, but now that he does, he was numb, numb with pain.

I.N.’s heart was breaking for you as he heard you calling out to no one, asking for the impossible. He was trying to be strong but hearing you in so much pain was too much. “I want to help her Hyung but I don’t know how.” That broke Hyunjin even more because he couldn’t do anything. No one could.

Hyunjin rubbed his back saying,“We can only be here for her, Innah. We need to be here, make sure she knows we aren’t going anywhere. That’s all we can do. I wish we could do more, but we can’t.”

Felix was crying because the only thing that could happen was him hearing the screams of a person that he loves, a best friend he considers as his sister, while he can’t do anything at all. The frustration combined with the sadness sliced through him.

Seungmin was the one member whom no one expected to cry yet there he was, crying. No one in the entire group knew he was one of the most hurt. His reactions to everything were visceral. If he wasn’t using the railing lining the hall, he was certain his legs would give out. He faced the wall sobbing, feeling the cold wall on his forehead. He didn’t care that he was in a hallway in a hospital full of nursing staff and strangers. He had been holding all of it in for weeks now…

It all started about two months ago. When Seungmin had come over to the 3Racha house, he noticed some things. He was making some lunch while he waited for the others to come back from the gym. The minute he opened the kimchi, you ran to vomit. That coupled with the fact that you looked like you were glowing raised his suspicion. When you came back to the kitchen he said, “When was the last time you took a pregnancy test?”

You cocked your head to the side quizzicaly as he giggled, “I’m 99.9% sure that you’re pregnant. Pee on a stick just to be sure but… Yeah, congrats. I’m going to throw away everything that smells like kimchi while you check.”

He was there for all of it. Everything from staring at the test with you waiting for the verdict. He spun you around congratulating you. He helped hide the evidence. Helped plan, he was even there when you got the ultrasound, filming it for Chan so he didn’t feel like he was left out. In many ways Seungmin had a better tie to that child than anyone else aside from you. He imagined everything with you.

Ever since he saw I.N. storm out to kill Chan… he checked out emotionally. He couldn’t handle the pain. He couldn’t ignore it anymore when he heard your screams. He thought of all the names you’d send him to see if they’d sound good. If it was a boy, you were incessant on Seungmin. You wanted to name the baby after him because he had “noticed first.” But he got you to change it to Chanseung, meaning “lingering victory”. This whole time...Every scream you let loose he heard the baby’s heartbeat as the memories flashed in and out of his mind.

He remembered the times when he would come over just to clear the kitchen of anything that’d trigger your gag reflex. His Hyungs would get pissed at him because they even labeled the items with "do not touch”, but somehow, mysteriously, Seungmin didn’t see it and ate it all… whoops. He even got up at whatever time you called to pick up whatever you were craving. Another was when you went out for a walk with him and you were telling him about all of the new things you were noticing about your body.

But his favorites were whenever you and himself would be alone in the kitchen or on the couch while everyone was distracted he’d look down at your belly, he would glance around and go to your ear just to say “They have no clue… That there’s 10 people in this house.” He’d do that just to see you try to suppress the smile on your face.

He even had dreams of going to the hospital to meet the baby. The dream always started with the phone call. Changbin would be on the other line as he picked up, “the baby’s coming, they’re already at the hospital, see you there.” Then the dream would jump to Chris walking out, “Congratulations everyone, you have a beautiful and healthy nephew. Once Y/N is cleaned up, you guys can come back to meet Chanseung.” In every single one of those dreams Seungmin would cry happy tears. When he’d be taken back, he was met with the cutest bundle, eyes like yours, a head full of curly hair like Chan’s. Chan would hand the baby to Seungmin and Changbin would say “what about me?” And you’d say, “godparents always hold the baby first.” Seungmin would look around shocked as more tears fell from his eyes, he would look at you and say “really? Me?” You’d look at him nodding with tears of your own, “How could it be anyone else, you took such good care of us, Minnie. You’d do anything for him. Your the one I trust the most with him.” He looked down to the baby and whispered “Hello Chanseung, I’ve been waiting for so long to meet you. My name's Seungmin, I’m your godfather.” He cuddled with the baby as he cried tears of joy, nothing but love and gratitude in his heart. Now that’s all they’ll ever be… Just dreams.

While everyone else was mourning as a friend, a brother, an Uncle, he mourned like a father. He felt like he lost a child. It destroyed him, ripping him apart inside, making him reflexively grab his chest, the air abundant but still suffocating, leaving him no other choice but for his chest to collapse inward as the sobs escaped.

Minho noticed that your screams didn’t sound human, closer to a wounded animal. Minho looked at Chan’s face as you screamed for your baby. He could see that Chan was sad, but it didn’t seem like he was truly grasping it. It was only when Chan’s phone lit up, that Minho’s patience snapped. He saw the name “Soo BFF Y/N” light up the screen, and before Chan could do anything about it, he snatched the phone. Minho grabbed Chris by the back of his neck, his nails digging into the meat of it. Minho spoke with a lethal air as he spat, “Waiting room… NOW.”

They ducked into the waiting room down the hall. The rest of the boys followed suit, locking the door to the room as Minho answered the call and said nothing.

“Hey Baby, you haven’t been picking up, is everything okay? What happened after I left?” Her voice rang through the waiting room.

Minho looked to Chris, and nodded to the phone, Chris responded, “No. Everything isn’t okay. Y/N was pregnant.”

There was a beat or two and she said, “Was?” Then she said, “As in not currently? I guess that is a good thing right? Considering you were going to divorce her for me anyway. A baby would’ve made it messy, no?”

Everyone’s jaws dropped. Some looking for confirmation, that they indeed heard what they did.

Chris looked at the phone like it had offended him his jaw slack, “what the fuck did you say to me?!” His face showed more emotion than hearing his wife’s soul being torn to shreds about losing the baby, “My child is dead and your response is ‘at least it’s less messy now?!’ How fucking heartless are you?” he asked.

Minho couldn’t believe what he was hearing and seeing out of Chris. He just heard his wife scream that she wants to die, that she wants to no longer exist because his child is dead. Yet the thing that gets him offended, have any reaction at all was his sidepiece saying something. Taking the first opportunity to skirt over how this all even happened. Minho wasn’t going to let him get away that easily, he spoke up, “You really are a fucking coward, huh, Chris? You won’t even tell her how all of this happened?”

Chris just bowed his head as Minho continued, “She miscarried from the shock and trauma of seeing you and her husband fucking right in front of her on their 3rd anniversary. YOU and Chris killed that child,” Minho seethed into the phone. “You want to hear what is happening to your so-called best friend? What you call, less messy?”

Minho took the phone off of the speaker and stormed down the hall. His heart was hammering in his chest, hearing of what she said playing in his head on repeat. His pain clouded his generous nature. For once, Minho doesn’t want to protect someone. He wanted Soo to feel the pain that you feel. He wants her to hear your screams. To hear your soul fracturing, hear the blood as it falls from the stab wound in your heart. That knife that no one can take out. That permanent piercing is now festering. The piercing that she and Chan personally put into one of the nicest people he’s ever met. He wants her to hurt. Just the thought of hearing Soo cry, made him smile. He wants her to suffer, truly suffer, just like he wants Chan to suffer. A part of him hates that this is what he wants but the rest of him knows, this is justified. A righteous anger. A human reaction. Which Soo cannot be.

Minho stopped outside of the room and held the phone out for Soo to hear your screams. He could somewhat hear Soo gasping at what was happening. Minho turned on the video to show her what little he could see from the door, which was your form rocking with Bin gently holding you, trying to calm you. “Hold on to me and breathe for me,” He heard Bin talking to you, trying to get you to fight.

“Binnie, please, my baby.” Minho heard your voice trembling, seeing you clutch on to Bin’s forearm. Your voice was worse than haunting, Minho could hear you trying to will your baby back.

“All you need to do is breathe and hold on to me. I’ve got you, I’m here.”

“I can’t Binnie I can’t I need my baby! Pleassee help me!” Your voice nearly gone from all of the screaming taking place.

It filled Minho with rage. The person on the phone caused this, along with your husband. Here Bin was, trying to will you to stay, to hold on to him, not anyone else. That made Minho feel better, if anyone could put you back together, make you want to stay, it’s Bin.

After being there for a minute or two Han barreled by him, all Minho did was flash the phone at him and point to the waiting room and Han nodded. He was telling him that when he was done making sure you were okay, for him to come to the room they were currently occupying with no words.

The minute Minho went back to the waiting room, he turned the speaker on to hear Soo. There was no response, only fast breathing and sniffling.

Minho tried to be quiet as he said, “Did that sound clean to you, Soo? Did that look less messy? She almost died last night, almost bled out from a hemorrhage that you both caused. She just screamed that she just wanted to die already. So tell me, what part about any of this screams a clean break?!”

Soo was silent for a moment and she said, “I never meant to hurt her, Minho.”

Minho’s blood boiled as he said, “People don’t get into cars with the goal of causing an accident and killing someone, but it happens all the same. I am so happy that you called, actually. I wanted to say this to your face but this’ll have to do. I couldn’t do this last night because I’m a decent person who was worried about one of my best friends... But now that she is being helped I can tell you. You are a sad excuse of a human being, I truly mean that. It takes a certain level of desperation to take your best friend’s sloppy seconds. Even more desperate to actually believe that he’d leave Y/N for your sorry waste of an existence. ”

Chan prickled at that, cocking his head, “As a matter of fact, the sloppy seconds is glaring at me while I say this and I don’t fucking care, as soon as I am done with you on the phone I’ll deal with him. You both destroyed someone very close to my heart. A person who has done nothing to either of you and yet you do this.”

Han walks in as Minho is grilling Soo, he whispers something to Felix and Felix goes out of the room. Minho continued, “As if what you did wasn’t enough you have the audacity to say that it was a good thing that Y/N miscarried because it would make the divorce less messy.”

Han’s eyes bulged out of his head at hearing that. No wonder why Minho wanted him here. Han felt rage at those words. Calling the death of a child that was wanted, a good thing? Minho’s lip was tight as he calmly finished his say, “I hope you know what you’re wishing for when you say you want him to yourself. If he did this to his own wife, imagine what he’d do to you… A nothing, a speck compared to Y/N. I hope you can live with yourself, but at least you’re breathing, something Y/N’s child never even got to experience because of you and Chris. I hope you rot and I hope it’s painful. Above all else, I hope that you pay in full for what you’ve done.”

Minho looked around, “Anyone want to talk to IT?” he punctuated “it” as he stared at Chris, daring him to say something. Everyone was silent and he said, “I would say it’s been a pleasure speaking to you, but that would be a lie; the only pleasure I’ll ever have is seeing you suffer.” With that, he hung up and walked to Chan, shoving the phone into his chest.

Minho stared at Chan, “Now it’s your turn… What are you doing here? Were we not clear enough for you?! What part of ‘stay away’ did you not get? Or are you that fucking stupid. She was making progress, she was sleeping and you had to come in, didn’t you.” His eyes burned into Chris.

“I just wanted to see her.” Chris said.

Minho got tunnel vision as he bore into Chan,“I… I … I.. That is all that exists for you, huh? It’s all about you. What you want, when you want, who you want, where you want. YOU wanted to see her, you didn’t even think about her wellbeing did you?! Of course you didn’t! That’s why you came in here and played the husband card over and over again. You are nothing to her. NOTHING! It baffles me how Changbin isn’t even married to her yet he’s a better husband than you will ever be!” Minho’s body betrayed him as he started to shake, “YOU DIDN’T JUST KILL YOUR CHILD… YOU KILLED WHO WE THOUGHT YOU WERE. YOU KILLED EACH ONE OF US! MOST OF ALL YOU KILLED Y/N. THE FUN LOVING, HOPEFUL Y/N IS DEAD BECAUSE OF YOU! That alone is something I will never forgive you for.”

“I’m going to give you one chance to walk out of here willingly. If you don’t, I will tell the boys to go back to the room. Then I am going to lock you in here with me, and believe me when I say you won’t like what happens next. When I’m done with you, I’ll go right back to Y/N and act like nothing happened.”

His tone was too calm, too monotone, the sound sending chills down Han’s spine.

The pain that Minho is in is something that he never shows anyone. He doesn’t like to be vulnerable. He couldn’t help but look at Chris’ wedding ring and think that he should’ve done something, anything to stop him from marrying you. He told himself that it wasn’t his relationship. He even asked Changbin if he was actually going to let this happen. Changbin just looked at him and said, “Does it kill me? Yes. Do I want to be the groom instead of the groomsman? Absolutely. But she’s happy. What I want is nothing compared to seeing her happy.” Just that singular memory gave him enough fuel to do what he had to do. He made a promise to himself in that moment, he will never let Chris close enough to be able to hurt you again.

Chris didn’t make a move, Minho could see that he was shocked. Which only fueled his rage.

Han had to cut in, “Minho… she’s asking for you.” Minho's heart twisted again as he loomed over Chris.

Minho sucked his teeth, “Even after nearly killing her, killing her child, ruining her life… Even now she’s still saving you without even knowing it. You have your chance, if I were you, I’d take it.” Minho stormed out of the room.

With that, Han looked at the rest of the boys, “Make sure he leaves, he’s already banned from the room. You are all welcome to come back up since it was clear who caused her to spiral. She wants you all as well. She’s scared we’re worried or that we’ll leave her.”

Hyunjin looked at Han and said, “We’ll be there. Go to her.”

As soon as Han left the room he saw Minho duck into your room.

When Minho came in he heard you saying, “Where’s MinMin? I don’t know what happened, m’scared Binnie, where's MinMin and Hannie? Lixie did they leave me?” Minho knew that whenever you were scared, you started using pet names. They felt safe to you. With your MinMin, Binnie, Lixie, and Hannie around, you'd be safe. Your voice is low and quivering, fear and panic clear. It's ripping him apart, reminding him almost of a child. A child trying to not let on how scared they are. You were a lot like a child in that way, you were so hurt you didn’t know who to trust, but the minute you see people you are sure won’t hurt you, you start asking for the others, knowing you can trust them to say the truth. You also reminded Minho of someone trying to cry silently, the quake in your voice giving you away.

From Minho’s view, all that could be seen is Changbin, grabbing his sweatshirt and putting it on, hood up. It was your favorite hoodie that Binnie wears, full of different stitches and felt like a cloud. He made fleeting eye contact with Minho. Just in those few seconds he could see Bin’s eyes trying to focus on not collapsing, yet trying to get Minho to understand. Minho could only imagine that what happened minutes ago was something that he had seen last night. Since Bin knew to call out to Han to get the nurses. It made his heart twist yet again, he knows that Bin isn’t used to caring for people. But you aren’t just people. You are more than that, you always have been more than that. That’s why it’s second nature to him.

“Binnie I’m scared what happened, where are my boys? Did I do something wrong, did I scare them? Will you leave too?” You asked through sniffles. Minho could see the effect those words had on Bin as he pulled the hoodie back, he spared one last gaze and flitted it towards the bed as if to say, watch me. If you can’t do what I’m about to do, don’t come in. Then he changed his face completely before turning to you and walking out of Minho’s field of vision. That killed Minho too. How Bin knew instinctually to change his face, his gaze softening.

“What happened isn’t something you need to worry about. You didn’t do anything wrong and the boys aren’t scared. I’m not going anywhere, see I was just putting my hoodie on, its your favorite. You don’t need to be afraid. I’m here. So is Lixie.” Bin’s voice was soothing, calm, steady, eventhough Minho identified the cracks in his foundation with only two seconds looking into his eyes.

Felix added as he tried to calm you saying, “We aren’t going anywhere okay? We are just making sure you’re going to be comfortable. MinMin’s coming and so is Hannie, Okay?”

Minho put on a smile, “I’m here”, hiding his pain for now. Your eyes were darting as you looked at him. Tearstains still painting your cheeks, fresh ones about to fall. You looked so dazed and confused as you looked around the room like you haven't been in it before.

You smiled at Minho, “MinMin…” more tears fell as you gaze fell on Minho’s eyes, “You didn’t leave? Binnie, Lixie, and Hannie said so but… m’scared… I don’t remember what happened,”

Minho wanted to curl you into a ball and shelter you, make sure no one could sneak up on you, that Chris couldn’t get his hands on you again, spew more poison all over this healing space, your personal space. He wanted to tuck you in and stand watch, everything in him drove him to shield and protect you. He couldn’t show that though. He couldn’t call attention to what just happened. It could upset the balance that you are in. Instead he decided on another approach.

“Binnie was right, Beautiful. What happened isn’t important right now. What matters is that we are here with you, we’re going to keep you safe, okay?” Minho reached out and dried your tears with the sleeve of his shirt.

The nurse was just finishing giving you medicine, “What’d they give you? Something good?” Minho smiled warmly. He looked to the nurse who said, “Yes, she’ll be able to sleep no doubt. We’re also giving her medicine every six hours for the anxiety,” she smiled. That made Minho smile wide. He couldn’t help but be relieved for you. You are finally getting the medicine you need.

Minho looked at her and said, “Thank you so much, for taking care of her and coming so quickly.”

She just nodded and turned the lights off.

You yawned and started tearing up a little as you reached for Bin, “Don’t leave, Binnie…Lixie.” Felix was right at your hand as he said, “M’right here, it’s going to be okay. MinMin, Bin, all of us are here to make sure you’ll be okay.” Felix could see your shoulders slowly drooping as the medicine hit you. It was clear that the medicine was making you sleepy. That made everyone smile. You have had nothing but panic, havoc, and destruction. You deserved rest.

You looked at Minho and said, “I’m tired but I want my boys. You’ll wake me when they come back MinMin?”

Minho nodded and said, “Of course, Beautiful.”

You nodded then looked to Bin, “Binnie, I’m tired, if I sleep you’ll stay with me? I don’t want to ask too much, but can I have cuddles while I sleep?” Everyone in the room could tell that you were looking for constant reassurance. You just got out of a bad PTSD flashback, triggered by the man that caused the trauma, all on top of getting no sleep. Han walked in after making sure that Chris couldn’t make it back into the room, only walking in after he was sure Chris was in the elevator and clear of the area.

When Changbin heard you calling out to him, saying you’re scared he just wanted to hold and protect you. He successfully coaxed you out of the flashback. His whole being broke when you came out of it so disoriented. The first things you asked Bin was, “Why did he do that? Why did they do that I don’t know why? What happened?” Then immediately after, “I’m scared.” He didn’t know what to say to that first half. It’s inconceivable how anyone could cheat on anyone, especially someone like you. Trying to answer that question would only prove to be more frustrating for you than anything. Apparently the shock was written on Bin’s face as the nurse explained.

The nurses gently talked to Bin about what he was seeing, he’s never seen you like this and they explained that when someone comes out of a flashback episode, they are very confused. Sometimes they don’t know where they are or what happened. He learned that it was necessary to be very calm in repeating yourself, and ensuring the person coming out of it that everything is going to be okay and that they are safe. The nurse that was in the room with you was the one who coached Bin through the worse of it. He just had to keep pushing, to make you feel safe. He himself was also on the brink of collapse. The wall he made in his mind, to hold all the emotions inside around you, started failing long ago. More rubble falling by the minute.

Bin was trying to be as strong as he could be as he got into the bed with you, pulling you to him, and petting your hair back, “Of course we can cuddle. I am not going anywhere okay? I wouldn’t dream of it. Just take deep breaths. Let the medicine work, Angel.” He looked at you, so small, sweaty, tired, fragile. Felix immediately started tucking you in. Taking time to ensure sealing all of the edges of your body to stay nice and warm. Then he moved your hand to cuddle Bin, knowing that you’d want it there. He resumed his place at your back, he re-tied your gown that was coming loose, then slowly rubbing circles on your back, trying to soothe you. Bin tried to figure out how Chris could hurt someone so precious to him, to all of them. He couldn’t wrap his brain around it. Like that, more bricks fell from the wall.

“M’safe?” You asked Bin, eyes still brimming with unshed tears as you looked up at him. As soon as they were knocked free he used his thumb to wipe them away.

With me…“Always. No one is going to hurt you.” Not while I’m here. He brushed your cheekbone, you head leaning into his touch reflexively. More of the wall crashed to the ground. He gently guided your head down to his chest.

Even though you were being forcibly calmed by the medicine, he could see it. Your eyebrows were tense, still a quiver in your lip. The worst was the shaking. As he held you he could feel the tremble in your entire body. Your hands shook as you held on to his hoodie, rubbing the pattern to calm yourself.

After a few minutes passed, the boys went to come back in, but Han stopped them, just to explain to them what happened. He also gave them the rundown of how to talk to you and redirect and reassure you, that way you can rest.

“She doesn’t look like herself right now, that’s because she is still in a very fragile mental state, she’s going to repeat herself, she’s going to say she’s scared, a lot of things that will make you want to break. You cannot break in front of her. That can make her worse. If you need I can guide you through it. Just stay close to me, okay?”All of the boys nodded and went in. Minho let you know.

“Minnie, you here?” You asked.

“Yes I am, Birdie.” Seungmin said as he walked into your field of vision getting down to your level, “Getting sleepy, Birdie?” You nodded as tears started to spring to your eyes.

Seungmin’s nickname for you is Birdie. When you started hanging out with him more, he noticed something. Whenever you had a song stuck in your head, you would sing it on repeat. Your voice was always very soft, shy, melodic. It reminded him of the morning birds, so one day he called you Birdie and you smiled ear to ear. No one heard him call you that until now, since Seungmin is more an observer than a talker.

“If I sleep, you won’t go anywhere? I’m scared you’ll leave and I won’t see you again.” your tears fell as you looked directly into Seungmin’s eyes.

Seungmin whispered, “Oh my sweet Birdie,” as he kissed your forehead trying not to cry, drying your tears immediately, “You don’t need to be scared, I’m not going anywhere without you. You will always have me, okay? Right now all you need to do is rest, okay Birdie?”

You nodded then said, “Jinnie and Innie too? They’re here too?”

“Mhm, everyone’s here, Birdie.” Seungmin is doing his best to see you relax, lightly petting your hair, “So just close your eyes for me, let yourself rest, we’re here.” As if on command you slowly closed your eyes. What he doesn’t know is Innah is trying not to cry. Seeing the interaction cracking him open again.

Your breathing started calming and as Bin felt your body relax into him, your grip completely loosening. Seungmin didn’t stop petting your hair until he was sure you were out. Only then, did he go to IN’s side, where IN’s tears soaked into his shirt.

Bin played with your hand for a few seconds, seeing how delicate they are as well as gauging how asleep you are. Seeing no reaction from you he draped his hand over yours as he heard a ghost of mere minutes ago, ‘Please just let me die. Let me go.’ The wall collapsed and he started crying. Trying not to shake you at all as he kissed the crown of your head.

“No one’s going to hurt you, I promise. I got you. You’re going to be okay. You have to be.” Bin didn’t care who saw him. He felt so helpless, his soul is breaking for you as he cradled you. He can’t help but think that it’s all his fault. How could it not be? He didn’t follow his gut, he didn’t make the move, and now you’re suffering because of it. He kissed your hairline as he did his best to stop the pain in his chest, worried that you’d hear his heart breaking.

Minho watched as tears fell down his face. Seeing you like this and Bin, the one who gave up his own happiness… Handed his heart over to another man, only to see his heart used and abused. He could feel the pain radiating off of Bin. Minho heard a sniffle and looked to Seungmin. Seungmin always had a placid smile to his face, all Minho found was a quivering lip, tears falling, as he watched Bin.

Seungmin was seeing how perfect you are together, like he always saw, and seeing how broken you both are, yet you are both so strong together. That made Seungmin cry. Even though both of you are in agony right now, torn to shreds, you still clung to eachother, making a silent pact to make it together.

“You can’t leave me here…” He leaned back to see you. Another specter paid a visit, ‘Binnie it hurts. Help me pleaseee’. He felt his chest caving in at the memory. He willed himself to breathe normally, each pull of air burning his lungs, the muscles wanting to constrict. He cradled your head, trying to keep you as close to his heart as possible, “I need you, My Angel.” Bin felt Felix’s hand wrap around his shoulders, much like Bin would do for Lix when he cried.

Bin couldn’t imagine a world without you in it. A life without you. He knows the pain alone would kill him, kill all the boys. Your love, friendship, and loyalty is second to none. You are just that way. That beautiful, that kind, that irreplaceable. That is what makes Bin distraught, the thought of no you in the world… even finishing that sentence is unimaginable.

Han looked up at Bin, trying to will himself not to cry. The both of you are so sweet, so kind. He could see the weight on Bin’s shoulders, crushing him. He could see it in his head, Bin keeping everything bad from crashing on top of you, his arms outstretched, using his whole body as a shield. Han knew that if it meant keeping you safe, Bin would carry the world. That’s what separated Bin from Chris.

Both may be fond of you. Only one has ever put your safety over everything. Only one ever made you feel heard and seen. Only one ever made you laugh until you cried. Only one would take off work to take care of you when you’re sick. Only one made you understand that there is no priority above you. Only one would calm you with just a touch. Only one truly loves you with their heart and soul. That “only one” was in the bed with you right now.

Han watched, eventually just letting the tears fall as Bin held you saying, “I’m sorry I didn’t protect you, I’m sorry. I love you… I’m so sorry. Don’t leave me.”

That was the first time Changbin had ever let himself say it out loud, “I love you so much it hurts…I Can’t Lose You.”

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cheeseceli · 11 months

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If skz wrote a song for their s/o

Pairing: ot8 skz × gn!reader (individually)

Description: Stray Kids write a song for their s/o, inspired by their actual songs and respective lyricists

Genre: Fluff and maybe a little bit of angst (couple fights, low self-esteem and fear of rejection are mentioned)

A/n: Kinda of unexpected of me to post something like that since I only write short scenarios but! i felt like doing something like this, hope you guys can enjoy

Chan - youtiful

You know whenever there is a chance I'll tell you that you are amazing as you are; Cause when you give me a glance I'm sure that I see the universe in your eyes

He knows how hard insecurities can get and he would hate to see you doubting yourself. He wrote this song with you in mind, hoping it would help you to feel more confident and see your worth.

Lee Know - Waiting For Us

Cause I'm right here waiting for us; At times I was afraid; I didn't think you'd ever come again; So I'll tighly hold your hand; No matter what moment comes; I won't let you go

He probably wrote this one after an argument and he is sure he never wants to fight with you ever again. You are the love of his life and he wants to be with you no matter what and no matter when. This would also be his comfort song whenever he was in tour and far away.

Changbin - Sorry, I Love You

I know I’ll regret, so I end this; I know I’ll regret, so I decide to express my feelings; I want to be more than just friends; I like you too much; Sorry that I like you so much, I'm sorry; I tried to hide my feelings but I guess it was too obvious

He wrote this right before he confessed. He was so sure you didn't like him back?? Up to him, he'd never say anything about his feelings 'cause he didn't want to ruin the friendship. But you are too beautiful to be just friends and he needed to tell you everything. Even though the scenario of the song is pessimistic, it encourages him to confess.

Hyunjin - Hoodie Season

Hey baby, I'll make you my lover ey; When you feel the winter wind in autumn; Ooh ah, ooh ah will you hug me warmly; Fallen leaves, like fallen leaves; We gon' fall in love

And they fell in a love in a spring autumn day. Even though this part of the lyrics talks directly to you, this song is not exactly about you, it's about what you make him feel. A hopeless romantic, he was born to love but he also expects to be loved and you make him feel this way. You are like the hoodie that protects him from the cold wind and makes him feel warm.

Han - MIXTAPE: OH

When my hands touch you; We take each other's breath away; At each other's gaze the feeling we've never felt before; This has no explanation; I know it's nothing ordinary; Makes me want more

This one would be written before you guys got into a relationship and he would be so confused. Did you want the same as him? That was just attraction or perhaps something more? This song was basically a brainstorming, trying to figure out the whole situation as it was something new to him.

Felix - WOW

You who's different, curious of you; Your vibe which has changed, curious of you; My feelings that I cannot name, mysterious of you; your gaze when you're staring at me; Let me say wow

He wrote this one in his delulu era i'm 100% sure. You would look at him for a second and he would be speechless. He would spend the whole day thinking about you and wondering if you felt the same, trying to read all the possible signs, even writing about it.

Seungmin - my universe

So close yet so far, your and my world; I will always find you till the end always; Even if I fall behind, I will follow you; My universe

He knows the idol life is hard to keep up with, but still you were there for him in all those hard moments and he is so, so grateful for that! If he believes in afterlife, he is sure he will find you in his next life. That's how it is: you guys are meant to be.

I.N - #LoveSTAY

I will never make you lonely; you'll always be beside me; Someday I'll get exhausted and cry; Fall down and feel pain again; it doesn't matter once again; I can endure it by looking at you; Cause I love you

Yes, it is about Stay. But I.N can't help but think about you in some verses. He considers himself so so lucky to have you: you were there in his worst moments and you made ordinary days become the best moments of his life. You are his medicine and he hopes he can be the same to you

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vickyyoon · 5 months

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You're mine

Genre: Angst but fluff?? (idk)

Paring: yandere!hyunjin fem!reader

Warning: kidnapping

Synopsis : hyunjin the boy who liked you since the first day he saw you finally found your adress

Pt-2 <-here

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You wake up in an unknown place, it was someone's bedroom you never been to, it was a girls room, the walls were pink with purple lights and stickers, there was a white dressing table with fairy lights around it.

You were sitting on the huge pink bed, where were you? The last thing you remember was throwing your trash in the curb at night because you forgot to throw out the trash.

You leave the room and head downstairs, a delicious scent wafted through the air but your eyes landed on the main door, the exit.

You could tell someone was in the kitchen even from the kitchen, the sounds on a spatula on a pan and the frying sound coming from nearby.

You tip toe hoping not to get caught by the person, your heart was thumping, you were so close to the door when a voice startles you.

" Woke up princess? Take a seat I -" he turned around to see you near the main door, his eyes widened and his brows furrowed.

" what are you doing near that door? You aren't supposed to go anywhere near that! Come back here!" but your hand was already twisting recklessly on the knob trying to get it open.

He grabbed your wrist. " What did I say? Sit down, this was your first and last warning!" he gritted through his teeth.

Who was he? Why did he kidnap you? What is his intention? You were too stunned to speak as he gripped your wrist and dragged you towards the table.

" who are you? Why did you bring me here!" you finally pick up your words and his head turns to you with a shocked expression.

" You don't remember me princess? It's me! Your hyunjin, that boy you saw everyday at school but never really cared about . I finally found your address!" he smirked.

Hyunjin!? That Shy, quiet and introverted boy who always sat at the back of the class? Why would he kidnap you?

" Why would you kidnap me?"

" Well isn't it obvious, I used to follow you around everywhere, I was head over heels in love with you but you were too blind!" he sat you down on the chair.

He suddenly started to feed you, " I can feed myself." you stated but he glared a piercing gaze at you and you silently ate.

After dinner he told you to wash up because you two were going to watch movies together in the living room.

As you entered your bathroom you found the lost shampoo your friend gifted you from Italy, the soap you lost the day you bought it and the towel you used for 7 years.

He's been gathering and stealing small things he thought you wouldn't notice from your house, how long has he been doing this? It was disturbing. You needed to leave this place anyhow.

After shower you saw him waiting for you with a bowl of popcorn.

" you take so long, hurry up I picked some good movies." he acted like you two were dating for years now. It was so weird.

Throughout the whole movies you two were watching you could catch him glancing at you, his arm over your shoulder, your back on his chest tilted, your head rested on his should and neck crotch, he smelled so nice like flowers, his body warmth was so comforting and his hands playing your hair, his touch was so soft. It felt so good, nothing's ever felt this good.

You planned on leaving quitely when he fell asleep but your plan seemed to backfire when you notice him staying awake for ungodly hours, when would he fall asleep? It looked like he'd been drinking coffee just to stay up this late and watch movies with you.

You found yourself almost falling asleep, " aren't you gonna go to bed? How do you stay up so late?" he smiled at you

For some reason his smile was so mesmerizing, in the dark room the tv's light painted his face and he looked so ethreal, he was always handsome but why hadn't you noticed earlier?

You found yourself staring at him for too long when he snapped you back out of it. " Is my baby sleepy? Com'on let's head to bed then" his voice was so soothing, it felt so comforting, something you've yearning your whole life to hear from someone.

You haven't realized how lonely you've been your whole life that even small things like this seem to overwhelm you but what were you thinking? He's literally kidnapped you!? You are really a freak.

When you got in to your bed you felt a warm presence beside you? " y-you're gonna sleep here?" as he looked back at you. " yeah but if you don't like it I can go sleep in my room."

" I-it's fine" what the hell were you saying? You wanted him to sleep with you now? " really? If you say so then, you would have to get used to it anyways. " he inched closer to you, pulling you closer by your waist, placing your leg over his thigh and your head to his chest.

You were too stunned to say anything but it felt so good for some reason, usually small and constant noises woke you up and kept you awake but his heartbeat thumping every now and then suddenly had you falling asleep so much faster and it was so much more relaxing than you would ever expect it to feel.

You used to stay awake all night tossing and turning when all you needed was this, someone to cuddle with and share warmth with and you instantly fell asleep with him running his fingers through your hair, all your stress loosening with each stoke of touch.

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Part 2???

#Hyunjin #yandere idol #kpop #stray kids hyunjin #Hwang hyunjin #Skz #Straykids #skz hyunjin #hyunjin drabbles #hyunjin x reader

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catiuskaa · 11 months

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G’day fellas, it’s Kats! —the Masterlist.

Any kind of requests are (eventually) answered and appreciated!

random prompt list (mainly for requests but feel free to use it and tag me on your own works!)

OT8 SERIES // POLY!SKZ

—[one-shot] reggaeton & champagne (nsfw)

you knew better than to go down to the club alone. and that guy should’ve known better than to mess with minho and chan’s property. (minho x chan x reader)

—[one-shot] i’m trying, but they’re hot! —lifeguards!skz

(suggestive? crack?) minho and felix agree to go with you to your usual fitness center, which recently opened a swimming pool facility! (and they've hired a certain group of lifeguards... oh wow...)

—[series] bf!thoughts (fluff):

bangchan: music to my ears.

being chan’s partner makes music sound so much better, but not coming close to the sound of his laughs. ♡

minho: sway with me.

as minho’s partner, you know he loves dancing, and he loves dancing with you. He won’t say it often, but you both know he loves you even more. ♡

changbin: my favourite.

changbin won’t hesitate to pamper his partner with reasurance and love, because, above it all, his favourite thing will always be you. ♡

hyunjin: out of the blue.

poor hyunjin is so frustrated with artblock. nothing comes out like he sees it! little does he know, his cute muses are right in front of him. ♡

jisung: ticklish, cold water nights.

hannie can be a bit of a meanie if it’s late enough, but he loves you so much, he has to make sure you drink enough water too. ♡

felix: rice pudding!

felix wants to cook on live. who if not you to help? it’s mainly so he doesn’t burn anything—like himself—, but it still makes him feel warm and fluffy inside. ♡

seungmin: clingy denials.

seungmin claims he isn’t clingy. recent events while shopping prove to be a little bit… trickier… for him. not his fault though. You are the one who looks too good! ♡

jeongin: bread bites.

innie isn’t much of a skinship person, but it’s because of you that he has found out a new way of showing how much he loves you. ♡

BANGCHAN:

you asked me to stay. [Not yet]. (fluff, nsfw)

even if idols 'don’t date fans', there are no rules against a little bit of teasing, and so it happens that Mr Bang Chan here really likes your kind of thinking.

Level up: Fencing for Dummies. (fluff)

soulmates don’t exist, but why are all these corny memories suddenly in your head, and why is your rival the main character?

Caprice des Dieux (nsfw) // COMING SOON

you’ll always pick cheese when your insomnia is too much to bear, and so it happens that your roommate agrees. Will the sleepy honesty help you ease that tension around you?

My Atlantis [We fall] (angst) [good ending!]

you’ve hurt yourself due to his career as an idol, because the media won’t let you be. Still, despite his tries to ‘protect you’, you both have spent the worst month in a long while and neither of you want to continue knowing that you could have tried again.

audio creak file.mp3 [1:07] (nsfw)

Chan struggles to make music, and you, his friend and roommate, try to help him when you can. Say, Chan also struggles to keep his cool whenever you’re near… what will you do to help him feel better?

MINHO:

game on, game boy. (fluff)

dating someone from the opposing team is banned? So what? Minho isn’t dating that cute girl with the purple headset, they clearly hate each other! …wait, what? You never said it was her? O-oh… um, well…

pink in the night. (angst)

he knows it means leaving you at night with your hoodie on, but minho has to say goodbye one last time, even if nothing is fair.

had to make sure you'd catch it. (fluff)

no one expected jeongin to be the first to marry in the group, but furthermore, no one expected minho to be the one to ask you first, and certainly not like that.

missed me, missed me, now you gotta… (fluff)

minho wasn’t grumpy, nor he was jealous. but he hasn’t been the same ever since he fell in love with you.

need you to [Lee] Know (fluff)

minho loves you: to him, it’s as clear as water. Its only after he finds out that you’re starting to doubt it—he needs you to know just how much.

I.O.U. [pinky promise] (fluff)

minho’s fear of heights is not alone, because airplanes are also in the equation. but rest assured, lovely strangers like yourself are there to help him.

Keep it (smut) // COMING SOON

Minho had always known that no one could resist his charms, seeing both boys and girls cheering so vividly for him, almost desperate for attention. So who was that new, cute kitten that had so shyly rejected his jacket at his last game?

ma-ah (fluff) // COMING SOON

minho’s little fur zoo is the cutest thing you’ve seen. and they like you, too. Problem is, they like you so much they’ve hidden your shoes and won’t let you leave.

Shirts, hoodies and pyjamas (fluff)

every member knows that Minho’s attitude towards you is kinda mean. Will an impulsive idea change your situation?

shoot on sight [straight through my heart] (smut)

a laser tag encounter will end any truce you could’ve started with minho. And of course, after that kiss…

CHANGBIN:

under the weather (fluff)

is that a sneeze what he’s hearing? unnaceptable! changbin will take care of his sick little bunny... no chance of escaping.

this close to begging (smut)

an angsty tension formed out of pent-up feelings. a mix of alcohol, changbin and you might find just the way of solving it.

my knight in comforting armour (fluff)

plane trips feel longer when you can’t use your phone. after a very chaotic encounter, it’s now obvious that playing on changbin’s phone is much more entertaining!

[these two can be read as a stand alone or together in the order written]

Yeah, Flowers Follow (fluff)

You have always been committed to your duty at your mom's flower shop since she got hurt carrying bags of dirt over a month ago. It was mostly just you and the flowers, until he barged in one day, slapped 20 bucks on the countertop and with a passive-aggressive tone, asked: "How do I say fuck you in flower?"

Floral Troubles: Tales of Love (fluff)

It’s been hard dealing with your recent love life with how busy the flower shop has been since the wedding season started, over two weeks ago. It was just you, the ribbons and greenery, until he hugged you from behind, left 20 bucks on the table and in an affectionate tone, asked: “How do I say I love you in flower?”

HYUNJIN:

charcoal, paint, post-its and tape. (comfort)

seeing your boyfriend’s messy art studio, you couldn’t help but want to try and surprise him with a painting of the most gorgeous piece of art you knew: him.

i don’t like my mind. (angst)

there was nothing you could’ve said to him to keep hyunjin away from his thoughts. Not on the night of March 20, 2021.

[Don’t worry about Rome!] It won’t fall. (fluff) // COMING SOON

it was almost ridiculous to think you hadn’t realized it, but hey, no one expected Rome to fall.

The rain falls [the sky doesn’t] (fluff)

rain sucks. for you, to the very least, it’s a major problem. but your boyfriend knows something is wrong, and is determined to help you, because even if rain falls, the sky doesn’t.

Untitled. // COMING SOON

an artist’s mind often wanders around and about. ever since Hyunjin and you collided, he's unable to come out the same.

drunk-dazed [i’m yours] (fluff)

Felix has tried to help you with your love life, but, as much as you appreciated the gesture, he kinda failed… all the time. Will the latest match with his new roommate break the streak?

JISUNG:

spots on. (fluff)

you. hannie. embraces. hugs. cuddles, and other synonyms. desperately needed by yesterday. complaints will be declined and ignored.

*cough cough* no, me kisses. (fluff)

he may have lost his opportunity to ask you to become official, but boyfriend or not, there’s only one thing Hannie wants needs: your kisses. All over his face. Right now.

strawberry blond. (angst)

Jisung had been avoiding the truth for the past six months, but now, it’s time to face the storm. even if it hurts.

Wednesday's at 4pm. (nsfw) // COMING SOON

jisung has been living with you for a while now, and your relationship has changed since that night, even if you decided to settle in FWB. He loves finding new things about you, but this time, it's about him.

putting to good use (smut)

you had always been Jisung’s utmost supporter, his number 1 fan, and with the last comeback, who could blame his partner for wanting to reward all his hard effort?

[3:36 am] 🍶 (nsfw)

A sexy meeting with an interesting someone might be exactly what you were looking for a one-night stand.

Collision [Scared shitless] (angst, nsfw) // COMING SOON

You and him had always been a teasing game without an end, so much that it started to make you feel weird about it, his signals making you confused as your feelings kept growing. A drunk encounter could make you rethink your decisions again.

FELIX:

this isn’t what friends do. (fluff, smut)

you're friends- duh! best friends are close to each other, even if this could be... too close. still, no one can really blame you! that chocolate was far too good anyways.

[these two can be read together in the order written or as standalones :)]

WikiHow’s on my back. Where’s Felix? [On the dance floor] (fluff)

Felix can't deny it anymore. WikiHow agrees, and even if he doesn't want to accept it, accidentally completing every step of the web might just clarify to him what he’s feeling.

[01:43 am] (fluff)

study buddies are always close to each other. Still, exams week is over, so when Felix shows up in your room, a silly UNO game is the go-to for clearing things up… in a meme way.

SEUNGMIN:

new task: valentine’s day. (fluff)

|PROLOGUE| |ACT 1| |ACT 2| |ACT 3|

boring classes, boring classmates, boring assignments… to seungmin, everyone is boring even if he’s used to pretend otherwise, but you seem to get on his nerves. you, your stupid poem, and his stupid letter.

silly little promises. (smut)

unspoken promises to stay away from your brother’s best friend might work for some, but not when kim seungmin is said man.

Yikes, he bites. (nsfw) // COMING SOON

you’re new to the city, the only people you knew were your brother and his best friend. You decide to try online dating for a change. What’s the worst that can happen?

sunset paradise (angsty? romance)

you don’t know whether to call your little escapade a “vacation” or “a way to run away from difficult decisions,” but Greece seems to have your back either way. Still, the deep and mysterious Mediterranean Sea you’ll encounter might show you things quite outstanding. How will that affect your little escape?

mafia!seungmin series: (prologue released, the story might just take a while)

Quick Question, What the Hell? (mature)

when you found the light-skinned young man, his clothes almost torn apart and filled with bloodstains, his head lying on the dumpster at the backdoor of the place you were working, you knew for a fact you couldn't nope yourself out of this situation. And to this day, you don't know if that was the reason why all hell broke loose.

I.N:

tequila sundown (smut) // COMING SOON

drink after drink, you’re just tired. The alcohol isn’t making you forget, just horny. But so it happens— the bartender is more than willing to help take your mind (and your body) off stress.

Pasta la Vista, baby (fluff) // COMING SOON

you’re new to the city, on your way to work in this fancy food chain as a researcher. An unpleasant accident with a stranger you’d rather never see again happens... but oh, guess who’s your boss and coworker now!

catiuskaa, april 2024 ©

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abitterboy · 9 months

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Imagine dating Felix and Hyunjin and they both have a degradation kink.

warnings: degradation duh, name calling (slut, whore, bitch), penis humiliation, riding, watching, masturbation, cum eating mentioned

They love being called dirty names like “slut” or “whore” and get off hearing you say mean things to them as you ride their cocks. One time during sex you told Hyunjin that his dick was smaller than Felix’s and he came on the spot. You didn’t expect such a strong reaction from him but used this information later on. The next time the three of you had sex, you mounted Felix and rode him while making Hyunjin watch and touch himself. “Hyunjin, this is what a real dick is. See how Felix stretches me in ways you can’t? His pretty dick looks so sexy fucking into me.” Hyunjin whined more than ever, his high-pitched sounds echoing and turning you on so much along with the boy underneath you. As you kept riding Felix and telling Hyunjin how good Felix felt, Felix ended up asking you to do something for him too. “Tell me my dick is small too. T-tell me I can’t please you. Please tell me the things you’re telling Hyune.” His breathy pleas and whines piqued your interest and you finally realized just how much your boys loved to be degraded. “I’m glad I can stop faking my pleasure while riding you, slut. Your cock may even be smaller than Hyunjins seeing as I can barely feel it fucking into me. I can’t believe you think your orgasm is worth this much work from me. I should just stop riding you right now. How would that make you feel, bitch?” Both boys whined out and with a breathy voice Felix pleaded for you to keep going. “Please keep riding me! L-let me cum, I wanna fill you up.” You scoffed. “You think you can fill me up? I bet if I let you cum inside of me, nothing would leak out when I get off your pathetic cock.” Felix was fucking destroyed, eyes shut and teeth clenched as his hands gripped the sheets under him. You expected him to cum on the spot but another voice spoke up. “Ah please let me cum!” Hyunjins voice was a whimper as his hand rapidly jerked himself off, his fist tighter than ever around his dick. The sweat coming down from his forehead was so sexy, all you wanted to do was lick it off his face. “Should I let a whore like you cum? Why do you deserve release when neither of you can make me cum?” He cried out, actual tears falling down his face. “I can please you, I promise! I-I promise I can! I-I’ll show you j-just let me cum please.” You waved your hand at him, almost a shooing away motion, to show him he was allowed to cum. With one last groan and a soft “thank you” he came all over his hand and stomach. His breathless form fell limp in the chair he was sitting in and his eyes stayed shut as he lolled his head back. “C-can I cum too p-please?” Felix's voice was shattered, worse than Hyunjin’s had been at this point. You wrapped a hand around his throat and told him to cum and the reaction was instant. Ropes of hot cum spurted from his dick into you, filling you up despite your saying it wouldn’t, but of course you’d never tell Felix that. You got off of Felix’s dick and sat with your back against the headboard and your legs spread. “I let you disgusting boys cum so now you have to make me cum. Who wants to taste Felix’s cum inside of me?” Both boys scrambled to you, wanting to be the one that tasted you first and give you the orgasm you deserved.

#stray kids smut #skz smut #stray kids #hyunjin smut #felix smut #hyunlix smut #hyunlix #skz ships #skx x reader #stray kids x reader #stray kids hard hours #skz hwang hyunjin #stray kids felix #lee felix #hwang hyunjin

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wolfs-archive · 11 days

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"She is my love, I won't hurt her either way."

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Summary: Kim Y/N, the only twin sister of Kim Seungmin confesses to Seo Changbin after a drunk night.

Pairing: Student!SeoChangbin X Student!Y/N X Student!KimSeungmin.

Genre: slightly maybe angst, fluff, drunk confessions.

Note: Y/N is jut a bossy girl but kind at heart. The Seo Changbin, Kim Seungmin or the other members mentioned here are no where related to the idol Stray Kids and are just a fictional character. Minors DNI please!!!

"Seugmin, we are about to arrive at your house, can you come pick up Y/N at the door? She is completely wasted." asked Mina, Y/N's friend and college mate. "Aishh!!! This Y/N, Okay, I'll come" said Seungmin.

It was a Saturday night with semester exams over, Seungmin had called over his friends to have fun at his house. Seungmin, a music major had 7 other friends who were pursuing the same major as him. They had a mini band in college called the Stray Kids. One of the wildin groups of the college which were known well for their self producing music and winning a lot of competitions overseas. Kim Y/N, a twin of Seungmin but younger to him by a minute. Always boss around her close mates also her brother's friends. Pursuing her designing course in the same college as Seungmin. A known brat. Is very close to her 2 friend's Mina and Yeri. Actually has a big fat secret crush on Changbin, but afraid that her might turn her down and hence has had all the thoughts to herself.

"What the hell, Kim Y/N, I get that you have completed the semester, but I really am feeling embarrassed to take you into the house with all my friends there, look at you how flushed your face is, so red. Don't you know your limits?" Seungmin threw a fit of rage as he helped her walk all the way from the entrance to their door. "Stap it, don't yell, hab I eveer toldd mumm , dad about haw yov came houme that day gettung drank?" she babbled. "Stop your nonsense, can't even form coherent sentences but look at how wide your mouth goes when it comes to complaining about me" he said as he took her inside. "Woah Y/N, never knew that the girl who bossed us around will come home one day getting drunk" said Felix as he saw Seungmin finding it difficult to carry her where as Chan immediately gave him a helping hand. "Leave me" she said as she left their grasp and started walking towards Changbin, as she was about to fall down, he went to catch her, but instead, went near him with wobbly legs, and in a minute, before anyone could understand what was going on, she just crashed her lips on his and wrapped her arms around his neck pushing his head with her hands even further for the kiss. When Changbin broke out, looking at others with astonishment, Y/N said "Hey baby, yov look handshome always and I lob yov as I always hab, I jast missed yov."saying so, she fell unconscious. "This daughter of a ...." as Seungmin started, he was interupted by Hyunjin, "She is your dad's daughter, don't forget that when you're cussing" he said smirkingly. "What just happened here" asked Lee Know. "Woah, Seo Changbin, never knew you were in a relationship, especially Y/N, Kim Y/n" said I.N. "No wonder, she used to work you up so much. Now I get it" said Han. "You jerk, how dare you?" Seungmin was about to punch Changbin when Chan had stopped him. " Seungmin, I swear, this has nothing to do with me, I never ever had such intentions" he lied. "Don't lie, I have always seen you picking her up and dropping her after class, getting her chocolates when I you know her bad days more than me. You think I'm dumb, I literally know what's going on between you, but I trusted you wouldn't do something I would not like, but woah, this is worse than backstabbing" he yelled. "Seungmin, I get that, I have always had feelings for her, the first day when I saw her in the library with all that sassy attitude I fell for her, but when I knew you were her brother I completely threw those thoughts into the gutter, because I values friendship more than my own interest. Y/N used to call me to pick her up that's why I used to drop her. Just like you, this came as a shock for me too." he said. "I guess we all should leave now" said Chan and everyone left the house including Changbin.

"Morning Seungmo, my head hurts, thanks for taking me to my bed" said Y/N as she sat on the kitchen counter to see what Seungmin was preparing for breakfast. "Woah, thanks to you too, I have had a sleepless night and a headache. We have something to talk and Changbin will arrive here now" he said. "Oh, Binnie is coming? Why? Why not others?" she asked curiously. "That's because Binnie had a big role to play yesterday, the others were not involved. That's why" he replied with annoyance. "Wth, I don't understand anything, would you mind explaining, Kim Seungmin" Y/N scoffed. "Shouldn't you be the one explaining bout yesterday kissing Changbin?" he asked as he saw the horrified expression on her face. "What are you telling?Oh my gosh, my head is hurting. I'm going to my room to rest." she said. "Don't do your dramas over here. Drama queen; pretending like you don't know. I know how you have been acting lately when it comes to others and always having a soft spot for Bin, i just thought you would toss it out but yesterday, did you know how embarrassing it was when you kissed him infront of the others." he said. "And on top of that, you called him baby, not to mention, you have been asking him to drop you off classes, buy you chocolates during your cycles? What is this Y/N? How would you feel if I dated Mina or Yeri?" he asked. "I don't mind unless they are fine with it" she mocked. "That's not the point Kim Y/N" he yelled when they were stopped by calling bell. "Come in Bin" Seungmin invited him.

"Look her, I don't know what you both are upto. But I really don't want to loose either of you. After giving things a lot of thought yesterday night. I feel there can be no other person who can take care of you as Changbin does and no one can love you as Y/N does. But don't forget the fact that both of you are equally important to me. I can't stand loosing Bin as a friend, at the same time Y/N is important in my life too, not to mention she is my sister. I'm going inside, just you to talk it amongst yourselves" he said as he was about to leave to his room. "Stop Seungmin, just be here and listen to the entire thing. Seo Changbin, there's no more hiding in it. I like you, sorry I love you and have always loved you. They say drunken words are sober thoughts, so I don't think I need to explain if I'm just goofing around or if I'm serious. I really love you and want to marry you. I just can't imagine a life without you. If you don't like me then fine, I'll try my best to impress you. Still if you don't fall for me, then I'll make sure never to cross your line ever in life. You exactly, have 2 minutes to make up your....." before she could finish, she was shut with a kiss. "I knew something, like this would happen, that's why I told I'll wait inside." Seungmin said as he went inside his room hitting his head in annoyance. "Kim Y/N, I too love you, have been loving you since the day I saw you in library fighting against a senior, but when I knew you were Seungmin's sister, guilt swept over me. As a man of principles, I chose to be loyal to my friend rather than deceiving him. I will you love me the same way for your rest of your life? I'll always be around you. Let's love like there's no tomorrow, get married, share our family name, build a small family and live happily ever after." said Changbin. "Kim Seungmin, come out, we are not doing anything unholy" he said. "What?" Seungmin questioned. "From now on, Y/N is mine. I'm leaving what's mine in your presence. Please take care of her when I'm not here." he said. "As if I'm going to throw Y/N out of the window, the moment you step out" he said. "Dare you to" he replied. "Also just in case I'm not being a boomer, but yea no sleeping together, no having unholy stuffs, and no dirty talks both of you. You can cuddle and kiss her maybe. But yea no staying over here for a night, no going on late night or out of town dates. Anywhere you take Y/N, bring her here by 8:00. And yea don't ever allow her to drink. She is such a menace when drunk. Didn't you see yesterday? he scoffed. "Only because of that I could find my love" he said smiling looking at Y/N "And yea, just because she is my sister, no taking advantage of her. If you dare to make her cry, trust me I'll break all the fingers making you not able to lift even a single weight and slit your throat that you won't be able to sing again not to mention about you rapping." he said. "She is my love, I won't hurt her either way." he said.

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myjisung · 2 years

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stray kids' hyung line as romantic fanfiction tropes !

content. stray kids hyung line + hyunjin, non-idol!skz, gn!reader, idiots in love, lots of dialogues — fluff.

warning. mention of alcohol ( minho )

wordcount. 3,1k, each imagine is about 850 words long but some i got carried away for.

a/n. would you guys be interested in those scenarios being fully written? also, this is only my opinion. feel free to disagree and let me know what you would have done differently :-)

bang chan ( 방찬 ) as mutual pining

as far as he could remember, chan always liked you. he had never believed in love at first sight and he did not fall in like on the day he met you; but, to him, it was close enough and could be called such. whether he liked it or not, chan did in fact fancy you the moment he got to know a little more about you. if he ever was asked, he would not be able to tell what it was that had him fall hard and it did not bother him one bit. as cheesy as it could sound, chan loved thinking that it was the fact that you were so you, so incredibly kind and easy to talk to that had him become smitten.

it was as if it was meant to be. you laughed at his jokes, got involved in his hobbies and let him in on what was going on inside your head from time to time. over time, weeks maybe months, a strong bond had been formed between both of you; something chan took pride in. yet, no matter how much he loved you, chan could never bring himself to tell you about his feelings. actually, he had sworn he would never confess; not only out of fear of probably being rejected but also because he felt like he did not deserve any more than the close friendship you had built. more than that, he knew that you deserved much better.

what chan did not know, was that you felt the exact same way. though you did not fall as quick as he did, you fell just as hard. whatever chan did or said, you could not help but like him more. blush crept up your cheeks, your mouth went dry as he was trying to make conversation and your eyes could barely meet his; out of pure nervousness. though you had grown to fall in love with chan, with his personality, his flaws and numerous qualities, you did not want to tell him about your feelings. that relationship you had was extremely precious to you, a treasure you wanted to cherish for the many years to come.

even if you wanted to take your relationship to the next step you also felt like chan did not like you that way. no matter how you looked at it, you felt more like a best friend than a possible partner; and even if you tried to not think much of it, that hurt. you could not imagine yourself beside anyone else but bang chan. every single time you tried to get over it and get on with someone else, something tugged at your heartstrings, telling you to stop, that it was not right.

chan felt the same way. which is why, after months of pining on his own, he let go of everything that was holding him back. it was probably the fear of losing you or the fact that he needed to get this out of the way so that he could focus back on his work. that day, chan cut to the chase, not even letting you think before he opened his mouth.

"i've liked you for a while. like, a really long time actually and it's driving me crazy. can you reject me now and get this over with?"

oh. oh. so that was what had been going on. so that was how chan felt about all of this, about you, about you AND him actually. there was no way you could have ever figured it out on your own. before you could even think about it, you talked back.

"i'm gonna date you actually, if you don't mind."

chan did not mind.

lee know ( 리노 ) as drunken confession

minho had always been unreadable. all you knew was that he must have enjoyed spending time with you. no one else but him rung your bell at ungodly hours just because they wanted to sit with you and scroll through their multiple online timelines. no words had to be exchanged, he was like a cat who only wanted to be in your presence, spend time by your side without needing to constantly talk or do anything. minho was content with sitting in the same room as you and that was something you appreciated.

sometimes, though you wanted to see people, you did not feel like going all out and he got that like no other. over the course of a few weeks what used to be a simple friendship blossomed into a strong, incomparable bond.

minho was comfort and safety. whatever you told him, you knew he would not judge you. though he pretended to not care about what you had to say, he always intently listened. maybe it was in an effort to make you feel more comfortable.

minho had always been comprehensive and kind, despite not wanting to show it and instead prefering to tease you over seeming welcoming. yet, there was no fooling you. the way his face contorted in an expression of worry whenever you looked upset or started randomly tearing up in front of him was easy to spot.

he did not have to say it. you knew minho cherished you; there was no doubt that you were one of his closest friends, someone he held dear to his heart and came to whenever there was time. even if he did not tell you directly, minho was thankful he had met you and loved every passing second he spent by your side.

despite all of that, there was no way you could have guessed the way he truly felt about you. truth be told, minho had liked you for a long while. he did not plan on doing so, it just happened. unbeknownst to you, after a specific day he spent at your house and a few specific words you told him, he fell suddenly; and there was no going back.

he could not tell you. there was no way he would risk ruining that friendship which was so dear to him. yet, after a while, those feelings of his started to become overwhelming. so much so that you were always on his mind, whatever he did, however busy he was.

which is why, that night he spent at your house, drinking away as you were watching a boring movie, he could not help but let loose. it was the way you gently turned off the tv and shook his shoulder to stop him from dozing off on the living room floor. you had not been drinking, pretending you had lots of stuff to get done the following day. upon seeing your face painted with the gentlest of all smiles, he opened his mouth as you helped him up.

"that's why i love you, y/n. you always take such great care of me. you're always there, so welcoming, sooooo so kind. i really-," he trailed off. "i've really liked you for a while, so much."

you were taken aback. you had never considered minho in that way. neither had you ever thought of him liking you like that. because he was minho afterall, so minho it was almost overwhelming. hearing him say all of that had you blush like crazy. you stumbled and almost fell as you helped him get comfy on the couch. though drunk, he could tell you were all shaken up by the bomb he had just dropped.

"think about it, okay?" he continued, a confident smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

oh, you would think about it; much more than you would ever want to admit.

changbin ( 창빈 ) as bed sharing

it was simple. you and your eight friends had planned out a trip to the coast. hyunjin had been annoying about wanting to look at the sea and sketch the way waves crashed against the shore for weeks now and everyone was over it. which is why, one night you all spent together at the bar lead to chan asking whether everyone wanted to travel to the beach. minho was not too fond of the idea at first, saying that organizing trips was a hassle and that he was not about to worry himself sick over everything going well, which han rolled his eyes at. minho had always acted as if no one but him had their shit together but, truth be told, you had to give him that.

when you were reunited as nine, things always seemed to go south. either the weather was not on your side when you decided to FINALLY leave the indoors or someone always ended up getting hurt while doing mundane tasks. it was as if the universe was against you living your lives peacefully. but, in a way, it was a little funny. felix getting eaten up by mosquitos to the point his left arm was completely covered in bites you could draw constellations by connecting them with an ink pen was pretty hilarious. especially after he had giggled at jeongin getting bitten right on the top of his nose the day before. 'serves him right', you had thought.

after a little ( a lot ) of convincing, minho finally caved. he agreed on a three-day trip to the nearest beach. you would go by train and stay at a hotel not too far from the city centre as those close to the sea were much more expensive and you did not have that kind of money yet. in an effort to save money, you had chosen to rent four rooms for the nine of you, one of which could hold three people whereas the others were made for two.

after a round of rock paper scissors, the roommates were decided. you and changbin would room together which you were not ecstatic about. not that you disliked changbin, far from it actually. for as long as you could remember, you had the hugest crush on him. when seungmin introduced you to changbin after meeting first during a lecture you both shared, you knew there was something about him. changbin, though far from intimidating, carried himself in a manner that made you a little shy. he was confident, wellspoken and got involved with other people easily. those things and many others had you charmed. no matter how hard you tried, you felt as though there was no way you could hide your attraction to changbin. so, really, sharing a room with him was not going to help your case.

you comforted yourself with the knowledge that you had booked twin rooms. even though you would have to sleep in the same room, at least you would not be insanely close to one another.

or so you thought.

after a five hour train travel, you arrived to the coast and walked around the city you and your friends would be staying in for a little under an hour until you found your hotel. once there, you accompanied chan to the desk, grabbing the keycards you then went to give the other boys. the travel had tired you out, and you decided to stay in for the night. so, you all went to your rooms.

accompanied by changbin, you walked towards the door adorning the number 109, your room. after scanning your keycard, you walked in as changbin was making smalltalk with you about how the air here felt much different than in the capital and how he was so excited to check out the hotel's gym tomorrow morning. you talked just as much as he did, despite being nervous about this entire rooming-with-your-crush situation you unfortunately got roped into. at least, it could not get any worse than this. but, lo and behold, it did the second you set foot in your supposedly twin bedroom.

though you had booked two seperate beds for the both of you, there in the middle of the minimally decorated room laid a two-people bed. your heart sank and your stomach did exactly two loopings as changbin let out a confused half-yell ( because it was late at night and people were probably sleeping ). he sighed loudly, and blamed bang chan under his breath.

"i'll go back to the front desk and ask whether we can switch rooms," he said after dropping his bag in the entryway.

that left you some time to get over your emotions. there was no way this was happening to you, especially not in changbin's presence. sleeping in the same bed? that was off the table. how were you supposed to remain calm—with the man of your dreams a few centimeters away from you—and not die? you did not want to know.

changbin came back a few minutes later, looking slightly annoyed.

"it's fully booked. we can't switch rooms."

seems like you were, in fact, about to know!

"i'll sleep on the floor, okay? you can take the bed, y/n." changbin offered.

or not? that was so kind of him but you were not about to let changbin sleep on the cold hard floor. he was probably exhausted from the travel too.

"no it's fine. let's both sleep on the bed. i don't mind" you said, trying to sound confident.

"are you sure? we don't have to do that if you're not comfortable with it."

"that's fine, really. let's just get to bed, alright?"

you felt lightheaded the entire night. you could feel warmth radiating from changbin's body despite laying back to back. you could feel the way the mattress slightly sunk to his side and hear the rhythm of his breathing. needless to say, you did not get any sleep that night. did changbin? you might never know.

let's just say the day after was interesting for the other boys to say the least.

hyunjin ( 현진 ) as fake dating

"okay, just hear me out" hyunjin started as you opened the door to your locker in an attempt to hide his face.

"oh come on, don't be a bitch," he continued, stepping to the side so that you could look right into his eyes "i need a favor, it's the first and last i'll ever ask of you."

"and i told you i was not interested didn't i? right now, i need you to walk away and leave me alone." you replied, placing a few books into your locker before slamming the door shut and walking to your next class.

"y/n, please!" hyunjin cried out.

you stopped. never in the months you had known of The hwang hyunjin had you ever heard him beg, let alone mouth the word 'please'. it had a pleasant rung to it, something that made your stomach flip and your heart beat a little faster but you did not comment on it.

you spun to face him again and waited until he took the few steps that separated you. as if he was afraid to be heard, hyunjin looked around—just to make sure everyone had left the halls already. you were alone and that did not help the slow increase of your heart rate. 'weird', you thought.

"listen, i know how that sounds but i really need you to date me"

upon hearing this absolute madness of a sentence, you let out a strange strangled noise that came all the way from the pits of your stomach before laughing out loud. hyunjin had the audacity to frown his eyebrows at your demeanor, as if YOU were the weird one here and he did not just say the stupidest thing you had ever heard.

"where does that even come from?" you asked after composing yourself back.

"why do you care? i don't wanna date for real anyway, but like, can't we just pretend we do?"

at that, you got even more confused but decided to overlook it, "well if you want to 'date' me you've got to at least give me one valid reason"

hyunjin could not help but roll his eyes and let his head hang low for a few seconds. once he looked back at you, he sighed. "i just need people off my back. dating someone would be so much easier right now, i wouldn't get constantly stared at and maybe some girls would leave me alone? i don't know i just- i just need some space and i believe i'd get it by pretending to date you."

"yeah see, that's where you're losing me. why does it even have to be me? can't someone else take on the job, i'm not interested in acting"

"it can't be anyone else. it just has to be you!" he exclaimed.

"um... mind explaining why that is?"

"i can't. please, y/n." he begged again "i'm not gonna ask for anything else. can't you just hold my hand in public and kiss the back of my neck when you hug me from behind or let me tuck stray hairs behind your ear? it's not gonna be any more than that, i promise. please."

hyunjin was desperate. despite the fact that he was barely an acquaintance you were very comfortable speaking to, you could not help but feel bad. so, you did the next most logical thing and accepted whatever request he had.

without even realizing it became a habit, hyunjin started walking you to school and back home. he would grab your hand in the hallways and softly smile at you whenever you would sit in the same classroom. hyunjin would have lunch with you almost everyday and lay his head on your lap as you were sitting on the grass, commenting on the clouds' shapes. he knew how to hold a conversation, how to make you feel cared for and special.

your friends started to question it but you always remained vague, as a way to protect both you and hyunjin. your fake boyfriend was beyond thankful for you. after a few weeks of this game you played, he admitted to feeling much more comfortable ever since he claimed to be dating you. girls started gravitating around him less and less, leaving him with enough space to function without feeling like he was suffocating.

the introvert inside hyunjin was having a field trip and being able to help him feel at least a little bit more like himself was enough.

dating hyunjin was never something you had ever considered. it just happened. and though at first you were thankful for it to only be playing pretend, you ended up catching yourself wish for hyunjin to be yours.

did he wish the same, you might never know. there was no way you would ever ask him anyway. playing pretend was enough, for now.

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seventhcallisto · 6 months

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You, who has landed in my garden.

Dear, hyunjin.

What it feels like to fall from grace as an angel with wings that spand taller than creatures who can't seem to hold the weight of a person.

These angels know these feelings. As their wings grow and a new feather appears from all the hurt in your soul. One more for the broken heart and the way you cry to yourself at night, wishing knowing you'll be loved. When your arms drape across a pillow as if it's a body coddling you so softly in the dark. When he hears your voice, the sorrowful shadow of your life flashes in his mind. Even as you prepare your day. Go about everything the same. A routine that adds another feather. The heaviest of them all. Days turn to weeks, and more angels appear as your gaurdians unbeknownst to you.

You have conjured a rare phenomenon, where love finds its way through shells on the beach, and your smile finally comes back only for a week. And then it's gone as soon as it comes, then you've got another guardian angel. Weeping over the clouds above your head. You realize rain pours more often when you're sad.

You are so very loved. But you don't know that. You don't feel that. And one of your angels is tired of it. He leaves. He who has fallen from grace like a raindrop through the sky.

He who ends up in your garden, smushing your healthy tomato plant as he lands.

Your window is cracked open ever so quickly as you peer out your balcony at him. His eyes twinkle like stars as he realizes it's really you. Pajamas that are childish and yellow themed. Your face is clear of tears and makeup as it most often isn't. You... who is suddenly cry-whining about your tomato plants.

"Hi," he says so breathlessly as you step up to him. Never once has he moved. Nor has he blinked back the dazed look in his unnaturally sparkling eyes. "You broke my tiny tomato garden." You sob once, sniffling and wiping as fat tears begin to cascade down your cheeks. It has him standing up as quickly - and as gentle as he can. Twisting one of your tomato branch limbs as he goes. He grimaces. Tomato smeer all over his clothing, that.. he didn't know appeared on him when he fell. You continue to sob up at the sky.

"Why does this always happen to me!?" And he's realizing your day must of be so crappy if you're crying like this in front of a stranger.

"Please don't cry I can pay- i, well- I don't have money and.. but.. i can help you replant?" He scales his pockets for anything to cheer you up. Only to find he has a measly leather wallet, with an ID in it. His face, magically there.

You sob harder at the thought. Do you not like the idea at all? His hands shoot out to wave the air around you down. He's panicking! Being a gaurdian angel isn't as easy as having real experience. "It'll take forever!" You fall to your knees. He finds this childish. But.. yet. He thinks if you hear him say that. You might end up crying worse. The dirt is cold, yet you dont care.

Pajamas soaking up the wet grass and dirt when you lay on the ground. Tears streaking down your face as you try to let the ground eat you. Try. You will. Even as hyunjin bends down to your level and tries to quiet your hiccups.

"Let's start over!" He abruptly says. "I'm hyunjin. I'm so sorry about your plant. And i- I like your dog." You sniffle. And stop. "I don't have a dog" you shake your head.

"Yes, you do. Her name is magdelo." he laughs. Blonde hair cascading around him like a halo. You do, in fact, have a dog. And that is, in fact, her name.

"Are you a stalker or something?" You sit up, looking him up and down. He pulls back so quickly that he's falling on his butt. "No-I just know your dogs name"

No one knows your dogs name. Not even your only acquaintances. "Who are you?" You hiccup a final time, smearing snot on your long sleeved shirt. Hyunjins lips pull into a grimace.

"Im.. hyunjin?"

"have we met?"

"Possibly"

"What do you mean by that?"

"In a past life. Possibly."

"You're weird"

"I know, but so are you. You're the one crying on the ground."

"I'm not crying. I'm just.. laying down.. letting the ground take care of me."

"And that's what makes you weird."

"So are you"

"Yes, I guess so. We're both weird."

Why does this feel so human? So raw. So alive. So true, compared to how you interact with real people. Why are you so comfortable? Why does he feel like he lived in your bones and is a figment of your imagination?

"Are you real? I'm not dreaming am i?"

"I think I'm real. Pinch me?"

"Ow! Yes. I am. I'm real. You pinched too hard.."

This is so very real. You are so very real, and hyunjin is so very real. "Why my garden?" You ask. "Because it only has tomatos." He answers. his hair captures hues off the post light outside your home. He looks angelic. He is angelic.

Hyunjin, who is your gaurdian angel. Who fell into your garden. And killed your tomato plant.

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allinthemagicshop · 1 year

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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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aestheticfangirl · 8 months

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“Hello , Hyunjin, I reached at the hotel”, Nishi replied. She had to abruptly take a flight and reach in a different country altogether. Because her dear boyfriend suddenly sent her the ticket without any explanation.

“Hello baby, I hope you reached without any issues. Get some rest and we will celebrate in the evening”, he said. “But Hyunjin, you should tell me what are the plans?”, Nishi was getting anxious. She had no idea what are the plans. “Don’t you trust me?”, he replied.

“Of course I do, but still – “, she was cut off mid sentence. “No buts, I will send someone to pick you up all you have to do is rest now and enjoy later, bye love, I gotta go”, he said and cut the call.

Nishi was already feeling jet lagged she didn’t even realize how fast she fell asleep. When she woke up it was already dark. “Oh shoot, now I have to get ready in a hurry. Why do I always do this?” she scolded herself and then started getting ready in a panic state.

Earlier, this week she went shopping with one of her university friend and got herself a black dress with cherry prints and a black sandal. She did very minimal make up and took her black bag. Hyunjin had texted her that the driver is already in the lobby of the hotel to pick her up. She rushed down and to her surprise the driver was still there. She got in the car immediately without any delay.

It took them 30 minutes to reach the place which looked like a stadium and then she realized he had brought her to his concert. She smiled to herself and then the driver handed her the ticket. She was then guided by a staff to the very front of the stage. And then the performances began. It was the first time she was seeing him from this close performing on a stage. He looked absolutely stunning and perfect. The way he often came close winked and smiled at her gave her those butterflies again and again. She still couldn’t believe herself that the man in front of her performing so aggressively is her boyfriend who sulks on tiny matters, cuddles her everyday and act as a baby. It was her happiest birthday.

Once the performances ended a staff member came and guided her inside to the backstage. Where everyone was already present and Hyunjin was holding a dark chocolate cake. And the moment she entered everyone started singing happy birthday. Hyunjin came closer to her, “Now close your eyes and make a wish”. She did exactly that and blew the candles. She cut the cake to everyone over there.

Then they all came back to the hotel. Everyone went their own ways wishing her happy birthday again. She and Hyunjin came to their room and when she entered the room was already decorated with golden and black balloons and there were fairy lights and a big happy birthday banner. In the corner there were candles lit and their food along with some champagne. Hyunjin hugged her from the behind and whispered, “Happy Birthday Love, I know I couldn’t do much because of my busy schedule but I hope you liked this”.

She turned around to face him. His hairs were falling on his face and he was looking ethereal as ever. He was still holding her from her waist, “This much is more than enough baby, I couldn’t ask for a better way to celebrate”. And then she felt his warm lips on hers. The kiss wasn’t only electrifying but comforting and sweet. The kiss continued until they both ran out of breath. “You should eat first, you must be hungry”, Nishi said. He smiled and nodded. He kissed her forehead and said, “You are the best thing happened to me Nishi. I hope I get to spend all my coming years with you”. He bent down a little and cupped her face and continued, “I promise Nishi I will always try to make every moment of our magical and will protect you from every evil possible”.

Nishi smiled and hugged him tightly and said, “I know Hyunjin and I will forever be in awe that I am with the most perfect boyfriend anyone could ever ask for”. She pulled out a little, “Now enough with this let’s go and eat before the food turns cold”.

Author's Note: HAPPIEST BIRTHDAY @nihyunluvskookie 🫂 this post is solely for you. I hope you like it. Also i wish you good health and tons of happiness for today and the coming days, months and years. Enjoy a lot and have fun.💗

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blossom-hwa · 1 year

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okay, i finally thought up my last two request options for your drabble event :D second is sunwoo and the color pink! i love pink, that’s the only explanation i have and i thought it would be cute.

third is artist!hyunjin or villain x hero w hyunjin >—< hyunjin painting is so <3 & then i fell in love after reading your villain!taehyun fic LOL

hi, thanks so much for the request! sunwoo + pink is such a cute idea <3 the hyunjin fic will be in the next ask you sent!

5 year anniversary drabble game: send me a Stray Kids/TXT/Golden Child/Ateez/The Boyz member + a prompt (check out the post for ideas) and I’ll write a drabble for you!

(this is loosely related to my svt jun fic titled a yellow scarf in winter - you don’t necessarily have to read that to understand this, though!)

REQUESTS OPEN!!

Title: A Pink Sweater in Spring

Pairing: Sunwoo x gender neutral!reader

Word count: 1.8k

Warnings: seasonal depression (?)

When the snow has melted, grass beginning to show green across the earth, he comes with the sun, bronze skin shining, full lips smiling, large eyes wide and sparkling.

“Hello,” he says, sheepish, when you open the door on that bright afternoon. “I know this must be a strange request, but would you be so kind as to let me stay for a night?”

The first time he comes, you are wary, of course. A stranger on your doorstep rarely spells good fortune no matter what the legends say, least of one who asks to stay a night. You're on the cusp of a polite decline, a brief bow of your head before you close your door, but just as you open your mouth to speak, something holds your back.

(The legends are true, your great-grandfather had told you, the legends of gods and deities among mortals, of spirits and voices floating on the wind. Most cannot see them, but you - He pinched your cheek, smiled as you pouted and giggled in response. You will be special, my dear. I can tell that much.)

So instead of moving your lips in the mannered I’m sorry, but I can’t that society has taught you, you find yourself smiling at the bronze-skinned man who seems to glow in the sunlight. “Of course,” you hear yourself say. “Come in. What is your name?”

“Sunwoo,” he says shyly, bowing deeply. “My name is Sunwoo.”

When you repeat his name to yourself later that night when he’s fallen asleep in the guest room, you find that the word feels somewhat familiar on your tongue.

He doesn’t only stay one night, your Sunwoo. You could hardly have him leave after that first day when you asked him if he had a place to go and he only gave you a shrug and a smile and a guilty no in response. And you could hardly mind, anyway, when two nights turn to one week which blossoms into a month before you realize - not when Sunwoo brings sunlight with him, makes grass grow and flowers bloom and leaves burst bright from the tops of trees.

Sunwoo is vibrant in spring, his smile warm, his laughter loud, his eyes reflecting the glow of the sun even when you tease him and his full lips set themselves into a pout. When warm rain pours, he takes your hand and dances you around on the green, green grass, your screeching giggles echoing into the sky.

With his fingers twined in yours, his wide, boxy smile directed right at you as he laughs at a joke you just cracked, you don’t think there could be any purer happiness than what you feel in this moment.

Spring falls away eventually, replaced by summer. Sunwoo doesn’t change much as the weather shifts to warmer climes - perhaps he withdraws a little more during the summer storms, doesn’t venture out to dance in the rain the way he did in spring, but his smile remains intact, his skin as warm as ever as you curl up into him on the couch during the soft summer nights. He still squirms as you press close, still giggles when you tickle his sides, still screeches and laughs when you demand he admit that he likes this, that he enjoys this, that he likes your hugs and is just being a little brat when he insists that you go away -

(“I surrender!” he eventually gasps, eyes sparkling with unshed tears of laughter.

“Oh really?” You lift yourself up, hands still poised to tackle should he betray his words. “So do you actually like me tickling you?”

“Yes,” he giggles, smiling as bright as the sun setting outside. “Yes, I do.”)

Fall is when Sunwoo begins to fade. Not noticeably, not at first, but as the temperature grows colder, a chill beginning to frost the air, he speaks less. Sleeps more. He stops going outside as much, instead choosing to sit listlessly by the heater, wrapped in one of your warmest blankets, and even then he sometimes still complains of cold. You do your best to keep him warm, bringing him hot soup and steaming mugs of tea, to warm his chilled hands, but as his smiles grow small and wan, his bright bronze skin dulling in the winter air, you still worry.

Sunwoo turns silent in winter. Words don’t leave his lips unless they must, and he spends his days wrapped in your warmest comforter, huddled on the couch. You try to get him to move, telling him he’ll feel warmer if he just walks around a little, and at first he listens sometimes but when the blizzards hit and the world outside covers itself in snow, his eyes turn wide, blank, and your pleas go unheard.

He’s always cold, now. So cold. His hands never seem to lose their chill even when you rub them for hours, his shoulders always trembling no matter how close he sits to the heater, how many blankets you pile on his body. In desperation, you curl up with him at night, praying to every deity that exists that you won’t wake up to a cold, still body next to you.

But he only worsens as winter passes, as the winds grow sharper and the snow falls faster, covering the bright world of color in a blanket of white. You find yourself growing lethargic as the days go by, endless, blank white covering the expanse of the earth as far as the eye can see. How can you bring color back to this world of darkness, you wonder, color enough to bring the light back to Sunwoo’s eyes?

On one dark evening, when Sunwoo has closed his eyes and fallen asleep, you find your answer in a pile of bright pink wool sitting in a long forgotten drawer in your bedroom.

It takes a while for it to find its shape at first. Sunwoo’s eyes track your progress dully, listlessly following your fingers and the subtle flash of knitting needles as you bend over the pink wool, counting stitches with a ferocity you didn’t think you had. But one week passes, and then another, and eventually, you have something.

“Here, Sunwoo,” you say quietly on the night it is finished, holding out the pink sweater with as much of a smile as you can muster. “This is for you.”

You help him put it on, tugging the garment over his head, the sleeves over his arms. Sunwoo sits still like a doll as you dress him in the pink and when you pull away, you’re almost scared to look - what if nothing has changed? - but you force yourself to take a deep breath, to look in his eyes.

They’re still dull, exhausted, chilled from the cold winter air. But you look closer, and -

There’s a spark. A tiny spark in his pupils, dancing merrily like a tendril of flame to ward off the cold. And as you watch, a slow, tiny smile begins to tug at the corners of Sunwoo’s lips.

“Thank you,” he whispers, voice barely a rasp. “Thank you, Y/N.”

When you wake the next morning, Sunwoo’s pile of blankets is empty, and the pink sweater is gone.

For the rest of winter, you watch for him from the window, praying he will return, that he will find his way back safe and sound. But days of searching go by, fruitless, and your voice grows hoarse from calling his name. And as the snow falls lighter, the winds turning softer, you force yourself to face the truth staring you in the face.

He’s not coming back.

Which is why, when a knock sounds at your door the next spring, you don’t allow yourself to hope as you stand up to answer it. You erase any thought of your spring boy Sunwoo from your mind, take a deep breath before twisting the doorknob and opening the door. He’s not coming back.

But there he is, a bright smile on his face, his bronze skin as warm and lovely as ever, eyes reflecting the sun setting outside, still wearing the pink sweater you left him in. You nearly slam the door shut - how could he, how could he just return like this after leaving you for the second half of winter without so much as a word?

Except there’s no recognition in his eyes when he opens his mouth to speak, not an inkling of remembrance in his sheepish smile when he says those words he spoke to you one year ago on a spring day just like this. You’re reeling, trying to figure out whether this is just a long-winded prank of his or a cruel joke from the universe when -

“Hello,” he says, and his voice sounds the same. “I know this must be a strange request, but would you be so kind as to let me stay for a night?”

That’s when it hits you.

He really doesn’t remember you at all.

You allow him inside, because what can you do? Tell him no and slam the door? No, you could never - even though he no longer knows you, you still know him, and he is still your Sunwoo, your lovely, bright Sunwoo who taught you the meaning of spring. And even if the year is meant to play out in the same way it did last, you know even now that you would do it over and over again, just for him. Just for your spring.

Later that night, after you’ve volunteered to wash and dry the battered pink sweater he’s still wearing, he sits on your couch, eyes trained on you. When you come to sit by him, holding the newly dried pile of pink wool, he speaks.

“You seem familiar,” he says, eyes narrowed slightly in an endearing mix of curiosity and confusion. “Have we met?”

You smooth out the clean sweater, its familiar folds of pink wool soft between your hands. “Not in my recent memory,” you reply softly.

His eyes look into yours trustingly, eyes of pink flowers and green grass and spring. “But you seem so familiar.”

And it - it hurts. To know that Sunwoo thinks you are familiar, but doesn’t know the year you shared. You have to look away for a moment, a small lump crawling up your throat as your eyes fight back a pinprick of tears, but you take a deep breath. Swallow hard.

You can still make something out of this, you tell yourself. Even if he doesn’t remember what you had before.

“That doesn’t mean we have never met,” you reply, passing him the garment. He looks down at it, bunching his fingers in the wool, before looking back up at you, questioning.

“Perhaps we have,” you say, a slow, small smile curving your lips. “Once, upon a spring dream.”

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straykidsreactionsandscenarios · 2 years

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Stray Kids Scenario - Dirty Little Secret ~ Christopher Bang + Lee Minho (Part 4)

Post Date: 13th September 2022 Content: Fluff/ Suggestive/ Angst Word Count: 2.8K TW?: Love triange (Chan X Reader < Minho)/ Tension/ Violence/ Blood Summary: Moving in with the eight guys seemed to be the best idea that Chris had. They were all so loving and caring towards you, even becoming your best friends, but someone out of them can’t just let the best friend title stick as their feelings get the best of them.

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Oh, it’s been a blast living with the eight of the boys. There was never-ending laughter despite the minor times where some would be having disputes that you tried to desperately stay away from. It’s unbelievable that in such a short amount of time, you have the love of your life and seven best friends that you wouldn’t change for the world. It was hard not to, but you found yourself getting the closest to Han, Felix and Hyunjin and not a minute go by where you were not rolling on the floor clutching at your chest with tears of laughter streaming down your face.

“Are you okay, bubby?” Chris giggles as he joins you on the floor, sitting with his legs crossed as he pulls you up onto his lap, clutching his arms around you and not letting you go, like a koala to a tree. Wiping your tears away, you look at your boyfriend who’s smitten by you still, placing a soft peck on the tip of your nose. “You missed it-” you cackled, pointing towards the trio who could barely hold themselves together, “Hannie struggled to get his words out... Try and say that word again,” you continue to laugh as you look at Han who throws his head back in frustration, “No, you guys will bully me even more,” he pouts as he hides behind a pillow.

As you were cuddled up on Chris’ lap, laughing at Han’s reaction to your waves of laughter, Minho glares up on his phone at you. A small smile appears on his face when you turn around, looking at him before planting a kiss on Chris’ cheek. Minho couldn’t help but growl to himself, rolling his eyes as he continues to scroll through his phone. Why is it that he feels so strongly for his friend’s girl? How could he even fall for her? Especially when Chris is attached to your hip, almost like you were glued together.

Since the first night you had met them, Minho sat across you at the table, trying to eat his food but getting distracted by the smile on your face as you thanked him for such delicious food. The way you smiled and your eyes lit up, the way you looked at Chris, he wanted that. Not from anyone else, but from you. He knew it was wrong but since that night, it was all he had on his mind.

“You can’t sleep?” Minho mumbles as he strolls into the kitchen in the early hours of the morning in search of a snack, tiredly dragging his feet across the floor. “Nope, Chris is sleeping before me this time. Just can’t help but remember that night, the look on my brother’s face when he saw us together,” you reply with a frown, clutching the mug in your hands as you shakingly take a sip from it.

The sound of the chair scraping on the tile floor made you jump a little, looking over at Minho taking a seat next to you, offering a small and sweet smile as he leans back on the chair. “There’s nothing wrong with being in love with someone, screw whatever your brother thinks. If you’re happy, he should be happy for you,” he whispers, making sure not to wake the others up.

Letting what he says ponder on your head a little bit, you look over at him, his small smile turning into a pout on his lips, “Have you ever been so deeply in love with someone?” you asked, turning to give him all of your attention as his eyes widen to the size of plates, before putting on a demeanour and shaking his head. Of course, he was lying, he fell head over heels for you every time you came into the room. Everything else stops when you’re in his presence, but of course, he couldn’t let you know that.

“You’re a great person, Y/N. Chris is extremely lucky to have such a beautiful girl like you to call his girlfriend. If I was him, I’d make sure you felt extra special,” Minho announced confidently with a wink before realising that he’d better shut his mouth before he got himself into trouble. Mind racing with things that he would do for and to you, cutting himself and you off when his face falls back into a sour expression.

He takes in a deep breath before rising to his feet, “I just know if I was, that person would be treated with the entire world. I’m not good with words and or affection, but I’d try my absolute best for them,” he flashes a small smile before making his way out of the kitchen, “Goodnight, Y/N”. You felt warm with his words, knowing whoever that lucky person could be, would be, they’d definitely be treated like a princess. “Goodnight, Lino,” you smiled as he disappears into the dark hallway.

That night, Minho couldn’t sleep. Not a wink, thinking about the what-ifs that ran around his mind. He knew you were happy with Chris, and you don’t regret leaving the house for him, but he wanted you to be happy and have a big brother at your side. He knew he could be that, but he wanted to be more than just a great friendly figure to replace the part of you where your brother was.

The clock ticks by, and everyone piled on top of each other in the living room, debating on what to have for food and looking directly at Minho who just glared up at them from his phone, “But I don’t want to cook tonight”. The sound of the men’s groans filled the room as you looked around, knowing you haven’t really done much since you’ve been there, “I’ll make food. It’s surprising but I’m actually a pretty good cook,” you announce, and the room falls silent, skin being pierced by the eyes of eight hungry men.

“I wouldn’t trust you making me coffee,” Hyunjin teased, tongue sticking out between his lips as you lightly tap his knee, “Don’t be so cheeky,” you giggle, looking at your adoring boyfriend who smiles so sweetly, “What’s on the menu?”. It barely took you a minute to think about what to make for them but knowing how huge they were on meat, the steak was definitely on the cards, “It’s a surprise,” you boop his nose before getting to your feet, rushing off to the kitchen.

“Let’s all prepare to run when the kitchen is set on fire,” Han shouts loud enough for you to hear, laughing and running to hide behind Minho when you poke your head around the door, sticking two fingers in front of your eyes before pointing them at him. “You actually managed to put a sentence together, congratulations,” you mock before hiding into the kitchen, starting to get prepared and giggling to yourself when you hear the uproar of laughter filling the other room, and Jeongin making a comment that had a smile plastered on your face. “You’ve picked a good one, brother”.

The smell of food filled the entire building as you had each one of the youngers come into the kitchen, trying to get a peak and pinch a piece of whatever you had already prepared, swiping their hand away before ordering them to go do something else, unable to hold back laughter at their attempts. “Come on, stay out of the kitchen until I’m done!” you whine at them as they run away giggling, followed by Chris attempting his own luck at getting to you, “That includes you, babe,” you pout, pushing him towards the door before kissing his cheek.

“I just came to see how you’re doing,” he pouts, bottom lip sticking out prominently, grabbing your waist as he pulls you in for a hug, an arm wrapped around your waist and a hand gently pressing your head in the crook of his neck. “It smells incredible already, baby. No wonder the others are like hawks,” he laughs, taking a whiff of the scented air before planting a kiss on top of your head and letting you go to leave the room.

“I hope you’re not burning my kitchen down,” Minho strolls in not long after Chris leaves, making you jump out of your skin at the sound of his voice behind you. Turning on your heels, you notice him rummaging through the fridge, turning to look at you with a half-assed smile that almost felt like it mocked you.

“I heard you telling the others to stay out, but I just wanted to make sure that you weren’t ruining my pans,” he scoffed as he shrugged his shoulders. “It would help if people listened,” you roll your eyes, putting a lid on the pan as you lean against the countertop, “You’ll get used to it,” he replies with that small soft smile you’re used to seeing.

“It's my kitchen, you’re just a guest I had no choice but to let use it,” he crossed his arms. You knew he was trying to be playful but the look in his eye made you feel slightly uncomfortable, “I’m sorry, I- I didn’t mean to upset you,” you apologised as he tried to hide the smile that wanted to creep on his face. “No, the food smells good,” he redirects, getting eerily close to you to take a peep at the food that you were preparing.

Minho licks his lips as he practically hovers over you, pushing you tight up against the counter as you start to panic at his movement, “And you look even better,” he whispers. His own emotions and needs start to get in the way of rational thinking as he presses his lips on yours, and you freeze under his touch, barely reacting. Once you were able to move again, with as much force you could muster, you push him off of you, slapping him across the face harshly. “I’m... so... sorry,” Minho musters, in shock from the impact of your slap as he cups his cheek.

“I... I didn’t mean to... I-” Minho continues as he looks at you briefly before rushing out of the kitchen to lock himself in his bedroom. Chris runs straight into the kitchen after seeing the bright red hand print of Minho’s cheek, “What just happened?” he asked with full concern, running to you to check you over, looking for any marks on yourself. You could barely make eye contact with Chris as you choked on your words, “Minho... Minho kissed me”.

Anger burned through Chris’ veins, steam coming out of his ears the minute he heard what Minho had done. His fingers dig deep into the palm of his hand as he clenched his fists tightly, the way you’re almost in tears was enough for him to go absolutely insane with his anger.

“I’ll be back now,” he growls through gritted teeth, storming out of the kitchen. In panic at what he might do, you followed him, begging for him to calm down before anyone else got hurt. You’d already slapped Minho, and you were now officially scared to see this side of Chris, and for Minho’s well-being.

Screaming after him, startling the other members, “Chris, please. Stop, come back into the kitchen”. Though he wasn’t listening, his intrusive thoughts drowned you out as a foot in placed in front of Minho’s door. The others try to pull him away from the door, realising that shit has officially gone through the roof the minute they heard Chris’ hand bang loudly against the door, sure enough, it was going to break if he had hit it one more time.

“Minho if you don’t get your ass out here right now, I’m going to break this stupid little door that separates us,” Chris shouted, attempting to fight off the members as they continue to try and keep a firm grip on him. Han and Felix stay by your side to console you as tears rolled down your face, “He didn’t mean to do it!” you cried out as you attempted to step in front of Chris, caressing his cheek in an attempt to calm him down.

Chris just glares at you and you gulp at the sight of the anger in his eyes, but refuse to take your hands off of his face, “Please, calm down. Let’s go back into the kitchen,” you pry but he doesn’t reply, tongue in cheek as he glares you down, looking at Minhyo’s door that opens slightly. “Whether he meant to do it or not, no one. And I mean no one kisses my girlfriend,” his eyes soften for a second as he notices the tears rolling down your face. The other members were rendered speechless, turning their heads to look at Minho slowly coming out of his room.

“Let him go, guys. It’s okay,” Minho said quietly, looking at them with reassurance but they hesistate to let him go, “Chris, please don’t do anything stupid,” Changbin requested, the first one of them all to have a little faith in him to let him go, the others following suit. Chris doesn’t react at first, just staring down at Minho whose eyes were anywhere but on Chris, knowing for a fact what he did was wrong.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. I didn’t mean to, and Chris, I’m sorry. I know she’s your girl, just let my emotions get the best of me,” Minho admits, with a sincere apology as he nods to who was once his best friend, but knowing this has ruined that title for good. Chris’ first clenches again, standing there glaring at a man who he thought he could trust around his girlfriend, actually finding it quite amusing that he thought an apology was going to make up for it.

The room fell completely silent as the others gathered around you, making sure that you were okay they made sure to keep an eye on Chris, just in case they needed to jump on him to restrain him again. The only time his attention was one anyone else other than Minho, was when Chris looked over his shoulder at you, looking at the girl who he calls his world, his life, who he’d do anything for.

Minho and yourself exchange look for a moment, a small whisper of another apology falling from his lips as he crumbled inside at the state of what he’s made you into from his own actions. Staring deep into his eyes, you couldn’t help but feel pain for him, knowing none of this was intentional, “It’s okay, Lino. I forgive you”.

“You’re seriously forgiving him?!” Chris barks, arms wailing with his words, pointing in the direction of Minho who’s putting on a brave face. “I don’t deserve it, Chris. I know I don’t. You’re a lucky guy to have such a beautiful and caring woman on your side,” Minho breaks, receiving the evilest death glare from Chris as he walks towards him, stiffening up the closer he got. “You’re lucky you’re even standing right now,” Chris growls deeply, side-eyeing him as he inches closer, “One more step, and you will not be”.

Another step closer.

Though Minho doesn’t budge, his pride in acting so tough, was too loose. In a way, he was also being brave for you also, sticking up for himself, apologising to you directly as he shares a small smile. He’s never so confrontational, or open about his feelings, but at this moment, he had no choice but to be, feeling as though it was more of a danger to keep it bottled up than keep it trapped inside.

Another step closer.

Not even a flinch when Chris fully turns his head to look at him, practically toe-to-toe with Minho who looks over Chris’ shoulder at you, “She’s a very special girl to have six best friends and two men that’ll do anything for her. Anything and everything, even if one does have to suffer the consequences of being honest about his feelings. His feelings for his best friend’s girl”.

With a swing of an arm, Chris cocks a punch straight towards Minho’s jaw as he tumbles to the ground, the others being warned off by Chris’ death glare as he holds his fits up as they try to get involved. The sound of Minho’s small cry fills the silence in the room, a cry of pain as his lip bleeds. “Minho!” you cry out, running towards the man on the floor as he clicked his jaw back and forth, feeling Chris’ eyes burn through your skin, “How could you? He said he was sorry!”.

Chris didn’t know what to say or do after this, worried that if he lets his anger control him even more, he’d hurt you. Making a dash for the door, he looks back at you attending to Minho’s cut lip, Minho was right, you were truly caring and too good. But he couldn’t forgive him that easily, even if he wanted to, slamming the door behind him, leaving the rest of you to try and get some food down you in silence.

Credits to @huiracha for the gif! 🥰

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cheeseceli · 4 months

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Sometimes I write because I want to. Sometimes I write because I need to. Right now, this is the latter.

Hyunjin saw you when his eyes were closed.

He didn't know it was you though. How could he if he didn't even know "you" existed. But he was sure he saw someone. In between the music that reached his ears and the fog that lived in his brain, he saw a person.

He couldn't see the person's features, but he knew they were beautiful. So beautiful that he found immediate peace. So beautiful that when he reached to touch your face, the world stopped. He couldn't see your lips, but he knew you were smiling. And so he smiled.

But then he left his dream to see his bedroom's ceiling. You weren't there. His smile fell. The music stopped and the world kept going on in its natural disorder and sadness. He was alone once again.

Now, he knew this was weird. It could be just a dream. It could be just a cruel prank his brain decided to pull on him. But he was so sure that it hid some meaning. He never felt like that, it had to mean something.

He laughed at himself. How could he feel anything towards a shadow in a dream? And how could he even dare to call it love? He didn't even know what romantic love felt like. He never fell for anyone. He just fantasised a lot about this feeling, hoping he'd feel its effects one day. He doesn't know what it is like.

But he would wish it felt somewhat similar to what he just felt. It lasted some minutes only, but he swears he never felt so at peace. It felt like coming back home. He was coming back home to you.

Oh, he wished he knew who "you" was.

He closed his eyes again. He tried to go back to you, hoping to see you in his dreams just like he did before. And he silently prayed that he could meet you one day. And his prayers were listened to.

Because some days later he sees you for the first time. But it feels like it's the thousandth time he saw you, like he loved you in his past life and all that came before this one. He says that with certainty, because he just saw you. But he knew he was somehow going back to you.

A/n: feel free to skip this part because I will only ramble now lmao. But the thing is, I listened to love wins all by IU and I also watched the MV. To say that I cried is an understatement. But this song also changed my point of view in so many things. Imagine being able to make hell look beautiful just because the person you love is by your side. Imagine fighting against a greater evil knowing you will lose just because you don't want your lover to suffer, and then you need to give it a try. Imagine facing the inevitable end and even there being together. I am aroace. I have never felt romantic love before. Sometimes I doubt if I ever will. But this song made me fall in love with someone who didn't even exist, or at least I don't know if they do. This song made me feel so many things at once. It changed something inside my brain. Don't be surprised if a good amount of my next works are inspired by this song, it really did something to me. And I apologise if this doesn't make a lot of sense, but I had to write about it.

Dividers by @cafekitsune

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IN ANOTHER LIFE

SKZ: HYUNJIN

I never signed up for this. Falling in love.

But it happened.

I had cancer. I was convinced I'll never do the things I wanted to do especially find someone to love.

I knew the pain and heartbreak stories everyone talked about. And I knew the consequences of it. I was literally deceased and was so sure no one would love me and I wouldn't love them back.

Yet I was such an idiot to leave love letters in his locker every week thinking he'd love me back.

Hyunjin and I were friends from the time we were 7. But as soon as I turned 10, I discovered I had cancer and on knowing this fact, he became distant. Of course, because who'd want to have a deceased person as their friend?

Yet I loved him when I was 13. We never talked for so long yet I kept loving him in secret and he never had a clue it was me.

I was in front of his house. I didn't know what I was doing yet here I am. Not thinking this through, I decided I'd tell him how I've feel about him. Oh God, what on earth am I even doing?

I rang his doorbell with shaky hands, mentally preparing myself to face the consequences. I had nothing to lose at this point since I was going to die in a few days so it felt like it was worth a try.

He opened the door, surprised and confused.

" Hey, could we talk?"

He was still confused as to what I was doing at his doorstep yet he told me to come in.

It's been so long since I've even been in his house. All those pictures of us as kids are still there on the nightstand. Oh, the nostalgia that rushed through me.

"It's been a long time. Have you been doing well?" he asked

" Yeah I'm hanging there."

We sat there in awkward silence, feeling anxious as to what the other person has to say because it's been years since they've talked. He motioned with his eyes for me to continue the conversation

" Oh yes, I've been meaning to tell you something that's why I came here."

I could feel my heart racing at this point. I really regretted coming here. I should've just died peacefully but a part of me wanted to get this off my chest. His eyes were gentle, waiting for me to continue, leaving me with some hope.

" So I know this is weird and all of a sudden but I think I like you. N-No wait, I know I love you. Yeah, I love you." You laughed nervously and continued

" I have loved you for a very long time. I'm sorry, I mean I don't know how I fell but I just did. And I really miss you. I miss all the good times we've had as kids and I really want to experience them again. Ever since you left, it felt as if a light had been darkened out in my life and I could be mad at you for leaving without an explanation but its fine, I already forgave you. But I really love you so yeah I'm sorry this wasn't as heartfelt as it should've seemed, you know I'm not good at expressing myself." Again, you laughed it off nervously.

His expression softened which left you with so much of hope that you didn't realise that what he was going to say next would kill you slow.

"Wow, that was all of a sudden" He said, rubbing his nape slightly wincing.

" I appreciate it, but I'm sorry I don't feel that way towards you." You felt you're heart drop at that sentence. I mean this was expected but I didn't know it would hurt this bad.

Yet there was some part of you that wanted to fight back. You've waited for so long to tell him how you feel and the way he can nonchalantly reject you hurts you a lot harder than it should've.

"B-But Hyun, I-"

" I'm sorry Y/N. I like someone else. You missed you're chance."

You couldn't believe this is what he's saying. Maybe he's really changed. You refuse to believe this was someone who was the only person who cared about you back then when it felt like the world was against you.

You smiled at him, tears already streaming down you're face as you made you're way out of his house without saying a goodbye. Oh, how you were so sure of the fact you'll never step a foot into this house ever again.

You were walking down the pavement, chest hurting really bad that you thought you were drowning. You felt really dizzy, almost passing out on the street there when some random stranger caught you.

" Hey, are you okay?"

"I don't know. Could you take me to the nearest hospital?"

He simply nodded, rushing his way through the crowd to drive you to the hospital.

The doctors came in the room you were admitted in and told you they drained out the fluid left in you're lungs but you didn't have enough time left. You thanked the doctor and he left.

"I'm so sorry. You don't deserve this." Said Jisung, the stranger who saved you on the street.

"Don't be. I knew this was going to happen, I just didn't know it would be this early."

He just gave you a look of pity yet promised he'd be there with you until you die. You told him he didn't have to but he insisted.

You asked him if he could do a small favour and tell Hyunjin that it was you who left those letters in his locker, if he cared.

You were really grateful you got to spend you're time with Jisung even if you never were able to know him properly. You wish everyone suffering just like you had their own Jisung in their lives.

And so as the days went on numb and empty, you died.

You had no family to care about you since they probably must've though good riddance.

Jisung did what he promised to do. Tell Hyunjin the truth. They both were childhood friends but as time passed Hyunjin became distant with everyone at one point.

So here they are, beside the lake.

"Hey, it's been a while Hyun."

"Yeah, it has."

Baffled at the fact that his reaction seemed nonchalant and heartless, he decided to get to the point. He really has changed.

"So Y/N told me to tell this to you. She still loved you Hyun. Even if you could never love her back. She even died loving you."

"Wait, what do you mean?"

"I'm saying her cancer got to her. She died, Hyun. Loving someone as heartless as you."

Hyunjin felt really guilty. He knew you had cancer yet he didn't know you're condition was so serious you could've died. He was on the verge of tears now.

"She also wanted me to tell you that those letters she kept leaving in your locker weren't a burden for her, if you ever cared to know. Its crazy how she wouldn't give up on you even after death. That's how much she loved you."

"Wait. Y/N was the one who kept leaving letters in my locker?"

"Yes Hyunjin. God, did you suddenly become so oblivious to everything?"

Hyunjin felt his world world crash. He didn't know that Y/N was the same person who kept leaving love letters in his lockers. He could feel her love for him in every word she wrote. He even fell in love with the girl who kept leaving those letters. He cried so hard as Jisung could only look at him with pity and leave.

He spent the rest of his days crying, feeling guilty for hurting you that way and also about the fact that he lost the person he also loved.

He attended you're funeral. He tried so hard not to cry as loud and scream at the world. Till at one point that day, he couldn't take it. He felt so guilty that he rushed through the crowd of people with tears on his face as he stood beside the bridge for sometime. His thoughts were flooded with how he hurt you. And he jumped.

A crowd of people saw him do that. They could only feel pity and couldn't imagine what he possibly went through to give up on life.

They could be together though, in some other lifetime where the both could be happy and healthy and could love each other without secret. If only it were possible

Before he jumped he left a letter hoping someone would read it.

"I'd love you as much as you loved me in another life. If we were lucky enough and if it were possible."

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