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blue-jisungs · 9 months

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heyy girlypop 😘

can i request a skz and how/what partner privilege they give you?? 😍

partner privilege ♡

a/n. girlypop😭😭😭😭😭 will do 🤞 sorry for such a long wait bestie 🤧

i wrote something similar with svt if anyone is interested ^_^

┆彡 CHAN [ 찬 ]

everyone, including you, thought that whenever chan has a song idea or has written lyrics he shows it to the boys first. whether 3racha or felix or the others if they’re nearby. only then the producers and then you. but one day, after chan gave you a new song to listen, you were sitting in the kitchen and reading a book. han and changbin walked in, chatting about something. subconsciously you listened to the convo, which happened to be about the song. “yeah, i wonder what it’s like. or if he used the thing i told him about” han nodded and you rose your head. “oh the adlibs? the song is a banger, i’m sure stays will love it” you hummed and sent them a smile. “how do you know how it sounds?” changbin asked. “chan let me listen to it… am i the first one? i thought you were–“ you halted. “and we thought we were first–“ han mumbled, dialling chan’s number. blush crept at your cheeks, a sudden feeling of butterflies in your stomach. were you always the first listener…?

┆彡 MINHO [ 민호 ]

“hey, we’re back–!” felix hummed and was met with your quiet shh! looking at chan in surprise, they walked closer and noticed minho napping on your lap, quiet snores leaving his mouth. you were caressing his hair gently, giving them a silent warning to be quiet. “oh wow. first time in years i see this man asleep on someone else” chan grunted and they went to unpack the groceries. you continued running your fingers through his hair, warmth spreading across your heart. minho is truly like a cat; only falling asleep on a person he fully trusts and loves wholeheartedly.

┆彡 CHANGBIN [ 창빈 ]

you pop into the room, peaking your head and seeing your boyfriend engrossed in a lively discussion. “hey, binnie, ready to go?” you ask, drawing attention. he smiled wildly and proudly, standing up with a ‘sure, let’s go’. that causes hyunjin to gasp dramatically and jeongin side eye seungmin. “you literally told us your car just broke” seungmin murmurs and you frown. “well, whatever y/n wants, she gets. which includes rides” he chirps happily and drags you out before they start shouting. “you told them your car broke?” you laugh as he opens the door for you. changbin just winks and points at the aux. “shhh. you can play some music” he grins and hopes they don’t see it from the dorm window. because they’re absolutely not allowed to touch anything in the car.

┆彡 HYUNJIN [ 현진 ]

hyunjin stops in his tracks once you kneel down and start tying your shoelaces. “oh, you don’t have to” you mumbled, looking up and smiling at him. your boyfriend shakes his head and mirrors your smile, kneeling down too. “how could i not?” he hums and waits for you to finish. changbin turns around once he realises he didn’t hear hyunjin’s laughter in a while and gasps. noticing you two are far behind, he grunts: “he never waits for me when i tie my shoes”. once you’re done, he stands up with you and grabs your hand, swinging it back and forth dramatically. jeongin suddenly kneels and ties his shoe… only for hyunjin to pass him by, chuckling. changbin sighs as if to say “see, this is what i meant”.

┆彡 JISUNG [ 지성 ]

“no, go away!” you’re met with jisung’s growl when you enter the room. lino pouts and leans away, rolling his eyes. they greet you, han’s mouth stuffed with food. you smile and sit next to them. after he’s chewed, he pokes your cheeks. “hi baby, how was your day?” han asks and slaps lino’s hand that made its way to his bento box. “it’s was decent. i missed you” you hum and peek at his lunchbox. it looks delicious, with the fried rice and chicken and– “you want some?”. you nod shyly and in no time han gives you it, along with a pair of chopsticks. minho gasps, punching jisung’s arm. “i’ve been begging you for a bite for half an hour and you–! hmpf” minho grunts and waddles away, offended. “ignore him. if you want, you can finish it. it’s delicious, isn’t it?” your boyfriend asks and laughs when you nod energetically. eyes staring at you lovingly when you take another bite, han smiles.

┆彡 FELIX [ 필릭스 ]

han walked into the room, letting out the loudest gasp ever. you turned around slowly, still busy with chewing the apple. both of you frowning, shock on your faces. “what?” you ask and han rushes to you, trying to push you off the chair. “are you crazy?! felix doesn’t allow anyone to touch his gaming set! get off or he’ll kill you like he tried to choke me when i touched his computer for a split second–“ jisung panics and you just shove the apple slice into his mouth to silence him. “he allows me to play on his set, though? look, here’s a house i built in the sims!” you chirp and show them the building, leaving han speechless and with flashbacks of the pure purge once felix found out one of them even tried thinking about logging into his account…

┆彡 SEUNGMIN [ 승민 ]

chan sighs heavily and passes you in the hallway. you give minho a questioning look but he just shrugs, returning to his phone. you plop down on the couch, next to your boyfriend when a sudden gasp rips from your lips. “dang, i forgot to take my phone” you grunt and are about to stand up when seungmin places a hand on your thigh, standing up himself. “i’ll get it for you, i was on my way to kitchen either way. do you want something cold to drink too?” he asks softly and you send him a wild grin, nodding. seungmin startes at you lovingly and off he goes. chan comes back and sits at his place, mumbling something underneath his breath… “of course he’ll get y/n’s phone but when i ask him, suddenly he’s asleep”. a blush creeps on your face, minho giggling at chan’s misfortune.

┆彡 JEONGIN [ 정인 ]

“–and then he proceeded to slap my arm because i just borrowed his hoodie!” chan whined, crossing his arms. you laugh softly, patting his arm. “no, don’t worry. it’s nothing personal” you hum and see a text notification from your boyfriend announcing that he’ll be there in a second. chan looks at you, almost hugging a thanks when his eyes widen. “isn’t that his hoodie though? and his… shoes? and the cap too?!” he gasps. “yeah! he allows me to wear his clothes…? i didn’t want to say anything because you’d feel bad but…” you stopped once i.n entered the room. before chan starts to argue, jeongin simply reasons: because they look better on you than on chan.

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yuna542 · 1 year

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Connected (OT8 x reader)

Part 6<-

Part 7

Pairing: OT8 x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst

Warnings: Suggestive Themes, Swearing, mentions of harassment!, protective Chan & Seungmin, Mentions of sex, jealousy

Word Count: 3.4k

Note: So this Part got so long that i had to split it in two. Hope you like it. I changed the dorm situation a bit, to have them all together. Believe me that is going to be important for the story;) The next Part will maintain big Chan Smut. Stay tuned.

Also I’m really sorry that I have to close the Taglist Thank you for the support! You‘re insane!)

On your first day of your new job as the personal manager of Stray Kids, you didn't expect to be standing in front of the man you made out with last night in a club. But it soon becomes clear that the Stray Kids don't just want you as their manager.

Will this passionate arrangement end your career?

As fast as you can, you get an Uber and drove directly to the dorm of the guys. After only a few minutes of driving, you're already standing in front of the front door. Nervously, you step from one foot to the other as Changbin opened the door. He was wearing only boxers and a shirt over his shoulders.

Completely surprised by the sudden sight of his freaking hot body, you just stared with your mouth open.

He was leaning against the door frame with one arm above your head so that his biceps was tensed, and he had a toothbrush between his pink lips. Apparently he was getting ready for the day at the studio and smelled like a delicious mixture of soft and dark scents that twisted your brain.

You noticed that his biceps seemed to be twice as big as your head and his entire torso tempted you to just lick it, so seductively was he built. His fluffy hair was still messy and he looked at you just as surprised.

"Y/N? What are you doing here?"

He stared at your figure under the dress and then back into your eyes. You swallowed hard, trying to break free of the naughty scenarios that assaulted you at the mere sight of him.

"Hey, Bin. I need to go see Chan and discuss the meeting."

Apparently he knew what you were talking about, because he nodded and took the toothbrush out of his mouth.

"I think he got here a few minutes ago. Come on in. But don't be shocked. It's pure chaos."

He held the door open for you and you stepped into the hallway, where there were already quite a few pairs of shoes standing around. Most of them you knew from the boys.

"How bad can it be? You guys just moved."

Changbin closed the door and led you into the living room.

"It's pretty bad. Believe me."

"I spend most of my time in a studio with 3Racha. I guess I'm used to it", you smirked, looking around the apartment curiously.

"That's true."

Indeed, there was chaos in every corner of the house. But that was probably still due to the move. The kids moved from the small dorm to a larger one a week ago, where they each finally had their own room. The fact that the eight of them still lived under one roof and didn't want to be alone was really sweet.

There were still unpacked boxes everywhere, used plates and bowls on the living room table, a lot of clothes, dumbbells, and even studio equipment lying around. That's when Seungmin also entered the living room and greeted you.

"Hey, Minnie. Are you ready for the meeting?", you asked and he leaned up against the back of the sofa.

"Sure. Do you need anything?"

"Yeah. I need to talk to Chan first."

Seungmin nodded, and just like Changbin, his gaze wandered along your curves. The dress had apparently been a great success till now. Suddenly, two hands grabbed you by the waist from behind and pulled you into a tight hug.

Startled, you squeaked, but when you heard Han's hearty laugh behind you, you groaned loudly.

"Surprise! It's just me. Your favorite rapper", he chirped and pulled you even tighter against him, so that your back was pressed against his chest and you could look up at him.

"Don't tell lies!", shouted Changbin.

"We all know who her favourite rapper is."

He sounded confident and grinned until Seungmin snorted.

"Don't act like that. I rap better than both of you put together."

"In your dreams Minnie", Han shot back, squeezing your hip and pressing your hips against him. The fabric of his jeans rubbing against your butt and his spicy cologne distracted you from the conversation.

He was probably unintentionally grinding your ass so hard against his middle that you could feel literally everything of him. He rested his chin in the crook of your neck and sucked in your scent deeply.

"You smell so good", he murmured against your ear, and it gave you goosebumps. His hands were wrapped tightly around your belly and the contact with the hard fabric of his pants made your dress slide up more and more.

"Jisung let go of her! She's here to talk to Chan, not to be groped by your horny ass!“, shouted Seungmin then and Jisung pouted, while Changbin giggled mockingly.

"Oh yeah? I thought you were here for me, pretty."

You had to smirk and padded him on the cheek with your hand.

"I'm always glad to see you, Ji."

That seemed to satisfy him and he let go of you, but not without looking at your ass, which was peeking out from under the now slid up dress, as was your white thong.

"Where's Chan?", you now asked around the room, and Seungmin nodded towards the long hallway where the boys' rooms seemed to be.

"He should be in his room. The third door on the right."

"Thanks."

Quickly, you tugged your dress back into place and followed Seungmin's description. First you knocked on the door, but when no one opened you pushed down the handle and entered.

Soft music was playing in the background and the big bed immediately caught your eye. Probably he had not heard you because of the music.

—

Meanwhile, Han looked at Seungmin shaking his head.

"You knew Chan had just taken a shower..."

Changbin laughed out loud and looked at the two of them with wide eyes. An evil grin formed on Seungmin's lips.

"Chan's always running around here naked... Maybe that's how he'll learn to put on some clothes", he said, and Han chuckled.

—-

Right at that moment, you stared at the broad shoulders of Chan, who was standing in front of his closet with his back to you. However, he was completely naked and to make matters worse, you couldn't get a word out.

Completely caught up in the sight, you didn't even dare to breathe.

The muscles on his back tightened and he had wet hair. It smelled like hot steam and shampoo in the room. He looked like a greek god with that wide back and beautiful glossy skin.

Just as he turned to face you, a surprised squeak escaped you and he heard it just in time to grab the towel on his bed with huge eyes and hold it in front of his privates.

"Fuck! What the hell?", he gasped with his slick aussie accent and his face flashed immediately red, like a traffic light. He looked even hotter from the front. His abs were defined and his skin still shone wetly. With only the towel in front of his middle, he stared at you as perplexed as you stared at him.

Except you couldn’t take your eyes off his abs and the defined V-lines that, to your disappointment, disappeared behind the towel.

"What are you doing here?", he asked.

Irritated, you dig out your phone out of your bag and waved it in the air.

"I texted you that I was coming over now. The guys said I could just come in", you stuttered and tried to look somewhere else, but his freaking mesmerising body attracted your eyes like a magnet.

When you mentioned his roommates, he sighed loudly.

"That explains it."

You didn't know what to say or what to do, which is why you just stood there.

"As much as I enjoy the look on your face and mostly the view, I should get dressed", he said then and immediately you felt embarrassed.

You mutter a quick: "Sorry."

And turned around. As you did, your whole head glowed and you bite your lip in embarrassment.

"You could also take off your clothes, then we'd be even", he suddenly said and you raised your eyebrows in surprise as you turned back to him.

By now he had on a pair of jeans and was buttoning up a black shirt that sat tight to his shoulders and made him look like a model. He glared at you with an amused grin and you were just glad he wasn't mad. He left the top buttons undone and stepped towards you. You had to put your head back to look up at him.

„But that will have to wait until later.“

You had no idea what he was up to but judging by his smile, it wasn't anything innocent he was thinking about.

"You look beautiful today, by the way", he murmured as he took your hands and planted a kiss on your knuckles. Instantly something fluttered in your chest and you brushed a strand of hair out of your forehead to stop yourself from touching his chest.

He took your hand and led you out of his room into the living room, where the others waited anxiously, trying with all their might to suppress their laughter.

"You are all idiots!", he snapped at them, but there was a smirk on his lips.

“I don’t know what you mean. I’m just trying to help”, Seungmin grinned and enjoyed the shy look and the rosy cheeks on your face. Chan shook his head and glared at him for a moment, before he turned back to you.

"Let's briefly discuss the finished concept for the video, and then we'll be on our way."

He was fully back to professional.

That was your cue. You started pulling out the notes on your phone and so you went over everything together again, correcting mistakes and putting the finishing touches on it before you were picked up by the driver.

In the car, Seungmin put an arm around you and took your nervous hand that you tapped incessantly against your leg into his own. With the other hand he massaged your neck lightly.

"You don't have to be nervous. Just be yourself and if you get unsure, we'll still be there to help you", he whispered near your ear.

It was only a few minutes drive to the sponsor's company site, but it seemed like an eternity. Gratefully, you leaned against Seungmin and nodded. His touch was comforting, and with the two of them by your side, you immediately felt much more confident.

You didn't have to wait long in the entrance hall and were led directly through the huge building by a pretty girl with long black hair. The company was at least twice as big as the JYP building and there were employees hurrying everywhere through the corridors. However, most of them were women, barely older than yourself, which was a bit strange.

The girl introduced herself as Ji-u and her eyes immediately sparkled when she saw Chan and Seungmin. It was annoying how she adored the boys with her beautiful smile and dark eyes.

But the two of them didn't even seem to take notice of it or they skillfully ignored it.

You had fast learned, that the boys just had this influence on people and especially on women.

While Ji-u led you through the building, she tried to start a conversation with Seungmin, but he only answered in one word, so she finally turned to Chan. Polite as he was, he chatted with her and every time he made her laugh or gave her a charming smile, something in your chest tightened. The pretty girl was already getting on your nerves in no time, as she completely ignored you in addition.

Arriving in front of the office, she knocked and briefly went inside to announce your presence.

Gradually you started to feel sick. Everything was so tense and professional here, and you had only been manager for a few months. The importance of this sponsor to JYP and more importantly to Stray Kids was huge and you were going to give everything you had to make this work.

"She likes you”, you remarked, and Chan looked at you with an amused smile.

"She's nice", he answered with a shrug.

You shook your head with a snort and turned back to your Ipad and the keynote you had prepared for the talk to introduce Mr. Jang to JYP and Stray Kids. Likewise, you wanted to introduce the concepts for the music video to maybe get him to invest in other projects as a sponsor as well.

"Yea, 'Nice'... I'm sure she's not just trying to be 'nice' to you", you muttered, not lifting your eyes from the Ipad.

Your annoyed tone made Chan raise his eyebrows and he exchanged an amused look with Seungmin.

"Are you jealous, Y/N?", came from Seungmin then and your gaze shot up and inevitably met Chan's curious face. Immediately you felt caught and you quickly shook your head.

"No. Why should I? You can do whatever you want with whomever you want."

There was your gaze fixed on your screen again. The blush rose in your cheeks and you couldn't bear Chan's knowing expression and Seungmin's piercing eyes.

"She's pretty. Why don't you ask her for her number?", you then said to dispel the awkward silence and to proof your point.

Even though the sentence was painful just to say it, you put on a carefree smile and looked Chan straight in the eye. But he only grinned wider and wider and took two big steps towards you.

"Why should I? I'd much rather look at your pretty face."

The sudden change in his tone of voice, made you freeze and as you just looked up at him with wide eyes, he took your face in his hands and cupped your cheeks. His lips hovered close to yours and there was such softness in his eyes that you melted in his touch.

“What else should i want when i can look at that sexy body and those seductive eyes every day?”

His raspy voice almost made you gaps and now you wanted to sink to your knees for that man. Then the door opened and Ji-u stood before you again.

Whatever she wanted to say didn't come out and she just stared at Chan's hands holding your face close to his. Then she cleared her throat and Chan pulled back again, looking at her with a questioning smile.

"You can come in now. Mr. Jang is waiting for you."

With that, she gave Chan one last disappointed look and disappeared into the next corridor. A feeling of satisfaction spread through you. Chan escorted you into the room with one hand on your back and Seungmin stood to your right.

The first thing you noticed was the huge window front through which you could look over the whole city. In the center of the room was a massive desk that looked intimidating compared to the chairs in front of it.

Sitting at the desk was Mr. Jang, who stood up to greet you. He was an older man, in his mid-50s, wearing a suit that probably costed more than your apartment.

He had short hair, a serious face, and ice-cold eyes that were right on you as you walked in. Then he turned to Chan and Seungmin, bowed and greeted them.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Bang, Mr. Kim. It's nice to finally meet you."

The two also greeted him and put on their most charming smiles.

But he hardly paid any attention to you. You watched in amazement as he offered the two of them a seat. Seungmin looked at you in confusion for a moment as Mr. Jang addressed you for the first time with a disgusting toothpaste smile.

"Darling, be so kind and get me a coffee!"

Completely perplexed, you followed his gaze and discovered the coffee machine standing right behind him. He would just have to take a step back.

"I think you can do that yourself! The coffee machine is right behind you", Seungmin said then and you could see Chan kicking his leg under the table.

But Mr. Jang just laughed.

"That's very true. I like your direct manner, buddy."

Not wanting to stand around the room any more awkward, you just put on a friendly smile and walked over to the machine.

"That's not a problem. I'm happy to do it."

With a few moves, the machine started making the coffee and that's when you heard Mr. Jang ask behind you:

"Can I offer you something too? A coffee or something else?"

Chan declined with thanks. You seemed to be invisible.

"We've already had a big breakfast today. But thank you for your effort!"

A direct lie. Chan never ate breakfast before meetings and Seungmin also often passed up a meal before important events.

Seungmin also declined and both boys began to get restless as Mr. Jang unashamedly looked at your body from behind as you stood by the coffee machine. His lustful look immediately made Seungmin sit up in his chair and Chan tensed his fists on the table.

With that, Mr. Jang seemed satisfied and when the cup was full, you went back over to the desk to set it down in front of the businessman.

"Thank you, sweetie", he said, and the look down your cleavage was equally not inconspicuous. But you ignored it, after all, you had to please him today to get the sponsorship. So close to him you smelled the expensive perfume burning your nose and saw that his fingers were overflowing with swanky rings.

"When is your manager coming?", he asked then, and the silence that followed was stifling. Chan only had his eyebrows drawn together and Seungmin's expression grew colder.

"I'm the personal manager of Stray Kids", you said with a put-on smile and he looked at you as if you had cracked a joke. When no one laughed, he looked to the boys and then back to you.

"You? Really? A girl? Aren't you a little... young?"

That explained his disgusting behavior. He had thought you were one of his little maids. However, he didn't seem to have too much respect for women in general. His eyes now roamed over your body and immediately you felt uncomfortable in your skin.

"She is the best at her job and therefore very well suited. We couldn't have gotten a better manager", Chan replied, pulling back the chair next to him so you could sit down.

Although he smiled and seemed friendly, you could see the anger just by the burn in his eyes and his jaw tightening as soon as Mr. Jang even looked your way. The rich producer was obviously a huge asshole and extremely horny.

As soon as you sat between the guys, you could feel Seungmin's hand resting on your thigh under the table. It seemed almost possessive and he was less adept at hiding his anger than Chan.

"You guys are really lucky with your employees then... I see why you hired her. But if you ever need a job, just come to me!“

You returned his tacky smile, but would have preferred to throw up.

"We're actually here today to talk about our comeback with you", Chan said, and you were incredibly grateful to him for changing the subject.

But eventually you managed to introduce the concept and explained all the important information to him. He listened attentively, asked questions, even though his interest was most of the time on your boobs. Every intrusive look from him became more uncomfortable and you became more and more angry.

Keeping a friendly face despite everything became increasingly difficult. But after what felt like an eternity, you finally came to an agreement and Mr. Jang announced that he would take over the music video project completely and would also be interested in future projects.

Even though this made you breathe a sigh of relief and it was a huge success, you felt terrible. Being treated so superficial by a man and at the same time not being able to do anything about it drove you crazy. You thought of the other young women who worked for him and probably had to endure this every day.

"I think we've settled everything for today. My secretary will mail you everything important, I will talk with my producer team and then we can start shooting the video and the teaser in the next weeks", he announced, standing up.

You all followed his lead and you noticed how Seungmin and Chan's tension dropped. You exchanged triumphant looks and Chan discreetly stroked your lower back with his hand, which gave you back a lot of strength.

The tension during the conversation had been noticeable. Seungmin had gritted his teeth so hard that you feared he would soon punch that disgusting snob straight in the face. He hadn't taken his hand off your thigh for a second, and you could feel the anger boiling inside Chan, too.

"Thank you! It's an honor to work with you", you said, squeezing out another sweet smile.

The corners of your mouth were already hurting, so much you had to force yourself not to just scream out loud.

"I'm thinking of becoming a permanent partner and sponsor of JYP. Maybe we can discuss more details over a coffee?"

This question was addressed directly to you and you could feel the air in the room drop several degrees. At that, he put a hand to your hip and pressed his business card into your hand. You had to suppress a wince when he touched you and Seungmin gave Chan an alarming look. However, he just stared at the sponsor's hand and would have loved to rip it right off.

->Part 8

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ar0undth3w0rld1n365 · 1 year

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Stray Kids Reaction to you getting your period

Gif has no relation just an adorable gif of Felix - credit to original owner of gif

Chan:

It was late when you stood from your spot next to Chan at his desk in the studio, your back beginning to ache. Chan turned to you with a smile watching you stretch before noticing a dark spot on your jeans. His eyes dart down to your chair, eyebrows furrowing quickly as you follow his gaze. Your heart drops seeing the dreaded red stain on the grey desk chair.

“Oh shit, I am so so sorry, Channie.” You apologise to your fluffy haired boyfriend.

“It’s fine, you can’t help it. Although this might be useful.” He grins sheepishly, producing your preferred products from a drawer in his desk.

“How long have you had these?” You ask, a smile appearing on your face as you take the box.

“Long enough for Changbin and Jisung to tease me about being whipped.” He chuckles, shaking his head.

“Well I appreciate it.” You smile, kissing his head as you walk past him to go to the bathroom.

“I will sort the chair.” He says grabbing some stain remover from the cupboard - granted it was usually used when Jisung inevitably spilled ramen on the couch.When you reappear in the studio, the chair is clean, although a damp spot was now in the centre of the grey fabric.

“Let’s go home, Channie.” You mumble, tucking the box back into the drawer, as your boyfriend stands, ready to leave for the night.

Minho:

You and him were the epitome of domestic bliss in the dorm kitchen. The pair of you had decided to cook the rest of the rowdy group dinner following their gruelling day of recording. You had felt nothing out of the ordinary other than being more tired that day. Minho back hugged you sweetly under the guise of helping you chop the veggies but this quickly turned into him moving the veggies as you tried to cut them. He almost lost a few fingers in this endeavour. You’d soon had enough of his antics pushing him lightly away from you. Although you weren’t expecting him to disappear altogether leaving you in the kitchen to finish chopping the veggies.

“Hey babe, why don’t you go shower and change.” He says reappearing, holding a pair of his jogging bottoms, a hoodie, and a box of your period products perched atop the pile of clothing in his arms. Your face falls slightly noticing the box.

“I haven’t, have I?” You pout at your boyfriend who nods in response.

“Yeah you have, but it's fine, go shower and change, bring your clothes here and we can get them in the wash before the boys get home.” Minho says sweetly, waiting for you to take the pile of clothes from him.

“Thank you for not making a big deal out of this.” You take the clothes and leave the kitchen quickly. By the time you return Minho has finished cooking and was washing the spare dishes up.

“Wow you look almost as adorable as Soonie, Doongie, and Dori.” He grins at you and your sweater paws.

“Almost! Remind me not to ask you to choose between me and the cats.” You laugh as you put your clothes in the washing machine, switching it on.

“Oh there’d be no contest! The cats would win.” He says making you giggle.

Changbin:

Following the Dwaekki gym SKZ code episodes, Changbin had been trying to get you to come to the gym with him and the rest of 3RACHA, or Muscle RACHA as the fans affectionately called the producing trio. This all leads to your current predicament. You were following Changbin’s thorough instructions as you were bench pressing no more than the 20kg bar, but your arms still felt like jelly as you re-racked the bar finishing the set.

“I don’t understand how you do this? Are you not scared you’ll get squished by the bar?” You pout letting your arms dangle as you lay on the bench breathing hard. Changbin chuckles, shaking his head at you.

“That’s why you don’t go to the gym on your own.” He grins, trying not to make it obvious when he wraps his hoodie around your waist. You give him a questioning look as he leans down to talk into your ear.

“You’ve started your period baby.” He says quietly, kissing your cheek quickly. “I have a spare pair of boxers and jogging bottoms and some tampons in my bag. Not ideal I know, but better than nothing and we can go home when you're changed.” You nod up at your boyfriend, beyond grateful for him at the moment, for not making a big deal especially with Chan and Jisung also in the gym.

You return having changed, and watch Changbin for a moment finishing his workout with Chan.

“Hey baby, ready to go?” He smiles, dropping the bar he was deadlifting. You nod and grin at him, giving him a kiss as he stands up straight.

Hyunjin:

You had been invited to sit in on the boys dance practice by Hyunjin, a chance for you to hang out with your boyfriend. Eventually the boys broke to go and pick up the food they had ordered, leaving you and Hyunjin in the practice room. Hyunjin kissed your cheek standing behind you, beginning to run through the choreography, waving your arms like you were a puppet for him to control. The pair of you were in the middle of a move that had you crouched bouncing to the beat before standing. As you stood, you felt the tell tale drop that comes with starting your period. Your face screwed up in the mirror, as Hyunjin gave you a concerned look.

“What's wrong?” He asks, watching you in the mirror and wrapping his arms around you in a hug.

“I think I just started.” You pout, discomfort evident on your face.

“Stated what?” Your adorable boyfriend asks, quirking an eyebrow at you.

“My period, Jinnie.” You say stepping away from him to look through your bag for a pad “Ah shit, I don’t have anything on me.” You drop your bag.

“This might be quite useful then.” He grins, handing you the packet of pads from his bag.

“You carry these for me?” He nods, a blush colouring his cheeks. The boys, having returned from retrieving the food, tease Hyunjin as you leave the practice room to sort yourself out.

“At least I have a girlfriend!” Hyunjin says punching Jisung in the arm lightly.

Jisung:

You’d had a god awful day at university, everything that could go wrong, did. All you wanted was to curl up with your boyfriend and watch TV. You’d texted him about your day and received many kiss emojis in response leaving a smile on your face. The emojis were followed with an invite to come over, which you quickly accepted. You make your way over to the dorms, Jisung opening the door letting you in before wrapping you in a hug and kissing your hair.

“I have an awkward question to ask.” You say quietly hiding your face in his chest.

“What?” He asks swaying you slightly face to face

“Have you got any tampons here still?”

“Head to the bathroom, there should still be some in the cabinet.” He smiles, unwrapping his arms and taking your bag from you. You return to the living room to see Jisung having grabbed a blanket and about to click play on your favourite drama. You all but fall into his arms, snuggling into his chest.

Felix:

You were spending the day at the dorms with Felix, as you both had the day off. You’d decided on making a batch of Felix’s famous brownies. Although you’d been delegated to decorating after an egg and flour mishap that you were still cleaning up. Felix had put the mixture into tins and then the oven before going to change the music playing. A cramp shot through your abdomen, leaving you doubled over leaning on the counter. Felix walks back in running his warm hands up your back, thumbs creating circles as he goes.

“What's wrong, love?” He asked though he already had some idea.

“Just cramps, Sunshine. I am so glad that I put a pad on just in case.” You mumble turning to hug your boyfriend, inhaling his aftershave.

“Good job we are making brownies then. I hear they are good for cramps.”

“You know what else is good for cramps?” You grin up at him as he looks at you curiously. “Kisses!” He shakes his head at you giving you a sweet kiss on the lips.

Seungmin:

You walked into the restaurant Seungmin and yourself had decided on for your date that week. You smiled and made your way to the back of the floor where your boyfriend was sat. You greeted him with a kiss on the cheek trying to ignore the aching in your stomach.

“I got our usual.” He smiles, reaching across the table for your hand once you were seated.

“It feels like ages since we were able to do this.” You smile, beginning to play with Seungmins fingers as you chat. As the food and drinks get brought out, you excuse yourself to the toilet quickly. Though Seungmin stands with you, wrapping his jumper around your waist. You give him a look as he does so.

“You got your period.” He whispers, “It’s okay, only a small leak so don't worry, check the pocket.” You nod and quickly go to the bathroom. You return soon, thanking your sweet boyfriend as you take a seat happy to finish your date.

Jeongin:

You’d gone to the company with the boys after having a sleepover with your boyfriend. One that was kept innocent thanks to Chan’s incessant want to keep the bedroom door open. Either way it lead to this moment, with the boys out either getting food or finishing recording with 3RACHA, you were sat in Jeongins lap grinning at him with kiss swollen lips. It was a sweet moment until Jeongin heard the others returning and poked you in the side making you squeal and throw yourself from his lap.

“Have I hurt you baby?” He ask eyes darting to a small red stain on his thigh from when you were in his lap. You give him a curious look shaking your head.

“No… Oh crap. I came on. Have you got a change of clothes?” You ask as he stands going over to his bag.

“Ah we are in luck! I have some jogging bottoms for you, and shorts for me.” He grins chucking the clothing at you, along with handing a pad he had tucked into the zipper of his bag. You laugh softly, following Jeongin out of the practice room, ignoring the looks from the boys, before Chans sees the red mark on Jeongins thigh and nods in understanding, letting you both go without a word.

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✰ SUMMERTIME ﹒ EXTENDED PLAY ₀ ₁

SUMMERTIME is the debut extended play released by the girl group trio PLUS3, released on AUGUST 3, 2023, by AURA, a subsidiary of JYP ENTERTAINMENT. consisting of SIX tracks, THREE of which are solo songs, the ep draws its inspiration from late 90s and early 2000s pop and rnb, categorized by alluring synths and recognizable hip-hop beats.

TRACKLIST

SUMMERTIME ♥︎

NOT MY JOB

ALL NIGHT ( MONIQ SOLO )

BEST LOVER ( CLÉO SOLO )

WASTE MY TIME ( LANI SOLO )

CARDBOARD BOX

NOTES ABOUT THE ERA

𓄹 despite its short lived ‘official’ promotional era, the girls would take it upon themselves to keep traction for their ep going, heightened especially with the release of cléo’s personal instagram and the surplus of tik toks and youtube videos made by the trio.

𓄹 plus3 hit 1 million streams on their title track just a few weeks after the release date. the girls threw a small party and a livestream in celebration, resulting in heartfelt mini speeches and a toast to more records being broken.

𓄹 fans were pleasantly surprised to note they each had solo songs on the ep, taking to social media to praise the girls for their versatility while still sounding unique.

𓄹 lani’s solo did spark a bit of curiosity however, namely if there was a person of interest in the song she released, but during their live, she admitted she wanted to try writing a serious song just to see if she could do it. she mentions getting a lot of support for moniq and cléo during the writing process, even going as far as to jokingly claim she ‘ channeled her inner cléo ’. the slight tease caused the youngest of the three to stare at her with obvious bewilderment as the oldest cackled with delight.

𓄹 cléo is credited with full writing credits on NOT MY JOB, as well as partial credits on SUMMERTIME and CARDBOARD BOX. the solo songs were written entire by their respective singer. fans were surprised and elated with this news, already looking forward to more of the girl’s music. talk about 3RACHA potentially becoming 4 was even joked about, to which cléo had only laughed and teasingly replied for the boys to watch their back, thus sparking the ongoing ‘ beef ’ between 3RACHA and PLUS3.

𓄹 PLUS3 has been called DESTINY’S CHILD’s predecessors for the mere fact that they boast an all black, female, and rnb sounding group who promote female empowerment. this comparison especially rose with the release of CARDBOARD BOX, noting that it has similar themes to beyoncé’s IRREPLACEABLE. the trio have not replied to specific comments on such, but they have gone on record to say that they are trying out their own thing and prefer to not be compared to other groups.

𓄹 a moment that caught cléo supposedly cussing in the teaser went viral for the way it was edited — simply blocking her mouth with the words ‘ CLÉO PLEASE. ’ plastered over it. it left fans pushing for confirmation about what she had said, and when asked, the girl just shrugged with a fleeting grin much to the other two’s amusement. it’s widely believed that she did cuss due to her habit of failing to censor herself before it’s too late.

𓄹 a wholesome moment was caught when moniq was filmed gently rubbing cléo’s back as she slept on her shoulder, exhausted from the day’s work behind her. moniq is seen humming the melody to what would be her solo song, and the camera moves to focus behind her to see lani also sound asleep in the couch not too far from them.

𓄹 SUMMERTIME peaked at no.15 at the TOP 100, staying there for 5 WEEKS.

#⟡ ׅ ﹙ plus3. ﹚ 🔗#⟡ ׅ discography.#fictional idol community #fictional idol addition #fictional kpop community #fictional idol oc #fictional kpop oc #fictional kpop idol #skz 9th member #skz added member #skz addition #skz female addition #fake girl group #fictional girl group #fictional idol group #fictional characters #idolverse

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skzoologist · 11 months

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Hi could u possibly do soft moments between Bae and the members that Stay maybe wouldn't see as they are more in private 😊

word count: ~4.7k words, around 500-700 word per member

warnings: just some tooth-rotting fluff ^-^

genre: fluff

a/n: Hey-ho anon, of course I can! I have gone a bit overboard with this to be quite honest, but I hope you like it! I'm very happy you requested something, especially because it is some diabetes-inducing fluff. Sorry, sorry, I'll wrap it up and let you read what I wrote, I am just so happy about my first request!

Please let me know if I left a warning or anything out, I will add it in! Reblogs, likes and feedback are greatly appreciated!

!I don't condone anyone stealing my work and posting it anywhere without my permission, or feeding it to AI!

!This is just fiction, my interpretation of Stray Kids. By no means is this how they are and how they behave in real life!

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Bang Chan:

A soft knock echoed through the room, no answer to greet it back. But he anticipated it, opening the door anyway and slipping inside silently.

The busy form of his hyung greeted him as he entered the studio, back slightly hunched as he was leaning ever so slowly closer and closer to the screen, completely absorbed in his work of creating art. A gentle smile slipped onto Bae's lips, his eyes sweeping across the room.

He loved his hyung and the other members of 3racha, he really did, but he couldn't help the disappointed sigh that left his chest at the state of the place.

It was an absolute mess -although it was usually pretty clean, to be fair-. Blankets and hoodies were laying everywhere, the table was cluttered with empty takeout boxes.

Thus, he silently got to work; first he gathered up the trash, putting it all into a plastic bag he found -probably what the food had arrived in-. Then, he collected all the hoodies, folding and laying them onto the now clean table for the others to find easily later. And lastly, he grabbed the blankets and comfortably laid across the couch with them: one acted as a pillow, one blanketed him as intended.

Bae was bullied into taking a rest by the others, but since they themselves were all busy doing something else -what hypocrites-, he thought he would join Chan in the studio.

Bae never said it out loud, but he treasured quiet moments like these, where he could just lay around in the others' presence, comfortable silence draped across them like a safety blanket; just like now.

As he was watching a video on his phone -one ear plugged in with an earbud, the other left open in case Chan needed something-, the silence was broken.

"Hey Bae, could you please listen to this?" - Chan asked, as if Bae's presence was normal in the room.

And maybe it was, with the surprising amount of times he visited just to take care of his hyung or the other hard-working members.

The younger looked up at his hyung, craning his neck in the process from his comfortable lying position, a small smile gracing his lips as he nodded. Not even a second later a pair of headphones was passed into his hands; he gave a thumbs up to signal he was ready once he put them on.

Upbeat music filled his ears, the notes filling his head and dancing around in there. It felt like his pulse was matching the beat, the rhythm, and he could already imagine the theme, the props, the setting in front of his closed eyes.

But it was all over a bit too soon, the music fading away and leaving emptiness in its wake. Chan's awaiting face greeted him once he opened his eyes, and he already knew what the older wanted.

"The first third is good, but it needs a bit more power, maybe more bass. Around the middle is a weird sound, the different components of the music somehow not clicking well together." - it flowed out of him, Chan nodding along and drinking in his words as if they were water in a desert.

The elder went back to work, not even thanking him. But it wasn't needed, this exchange of theirs now a second nature to them. While Bae wasn’t as well-versed in the world of music as 3racha was, Chan always liked to ask for his opinion without an ounce of hesitation.

Besides, he could see the excited and grateful tinkle in Chan's eyes, how that smile widened with the dimples peeking out once he figured out a new part thanks to Bae's advice.

Lee Know:

He started towards the kitchen once he looked at the time; he knew his menace of a hyung would be there, utilising his wonderful cooking skills.

"Ah, our little otter has arrived. Came to steal some fish?" - said Minho, his voice light and teasing as he turned back towards the cutting board topped with varying vegetables.

Bae just lightly huffed, knowing that whatever he said back would only result in even more teasing. Besides, as much as it got on his nerves sometimes, he knew all the jabs and nicknames were only Minho's way of showing love.

The elder simply chuckled at his lack of verbal answer and put a gentle hand on the middle of his back to lead him towards another cutting board, descaled fish already washed and sitting on top of it.

With a sweep over all the ingredients neatly laid out on the countertop, Bae put together what food they would be eating for lunch and got to work, no instructions needed.

That was the thing with the duo; they worked so much around the kitchen together, they understood the other silently at that point, no words needed. Little glances, a nod of head, a single gesture of the hand or hip. It was like their own little secret language.

Just the thought alone put Bae in an elated mood, lips quirked up oh so slightly, but permanently as he added the sliced up fish into the lightly oiled pan, the meat sizzling in response. A hand appeared on his waist and he slightly stepped away to let the other dump his own chopped up ingredients into a different pan. Some onion, carrot -they were star-shaped, how cute-, green bean peeked out from the conglomerate of vegetables, but Bae was sure he couldn’t successfully identify every ingredient in the pan.

He poked and flipped the fish slices quickly, then stepped away to their rice cooker. The warmth that kept gradually sliding down on his hips left, a slight huff sounding from behind him somewhere.

That cheeky cat was at it again -well, still at it, to be more precise-, always on the hunt for skinship and butts.

Bae silently sighed and poured in the correct amount of rice and water into the machine. With the press of a few buttons it was already buzzing and on its way to make some fluffy rice.

Knowing he was done, Bae turned around and went back to the stove, hovering behind the male stirring the contents of the pan. He slightly leaned over Minho, noting how the fish was done and already taken off the heat, earning a little hum from his throat.

From the corner of his eyes he noticed the elder looking at him, that content warmth and fuzziness dancing around in those dark orbs, staying even after a slow blink, staring right into his very being. And maybe, maybe his eyes reflected the same look, maybe they took on that crescent shape he adored seeing.

He wouldn’t know, not even as he put his chin on Minho’s shoulder, not even as he helped get the table ready for food, all the while dodging advances on his buttocks. But he sure felt content as he glanced at the fully set table, steaming food sitting in bowls, ready to be eaten.

And that was his mistake, as he felt that firm grip and slap. “Yah! Lee Minho, get back here right this instant you little–”

Seo Changbin:

Bae found himself in a precarious situation.

You see, he was simply on his way to the kitchen to get some water, then immediately return back to his room and continue working. But the moment he stepped foot in the living room -something he had to do to get to the kitchen-, a certain dwaekki set his eyes on him and loudly protested when he tried to leave.

“Binnie, I have things to do, let me go–” “Nooooooo, stay with me, everyone else is busy, I’m lonelyyyyy.” “No, really, Binnie, please–”

But no matter what he said, Changbin only clinged stronger to him, strong arms encircling his waist and trapping him hostage.

After a minute of struggling and whining -from the dwaekki’s end-, Bae decided to take mercy on his own ears and with a heavy sigh, remained still in Changbin’s hold. The immediate joy that radiated from the man was absurd, you would have thought he had won the lottery or something.

But no, he just had a hold of his tallest hyung, turning him into a plushie as he flopped onto the couch and snuggled into his lax form. The satisfied sigh that left his chest was heavy, an indicator of just how comfortable the short male was.

Bae was already familiar with how cuddly and demanding Changbin could be, he knew it all too well. Thanks to his ‘wonderful’ bandmates, who all just showed him into the short male’s arms as a sacrifice most of the time, knowing full well it would be impossible to escape. Your only choice was to accept your fate and be manhandled around, like a lifeless doll, because god have mercy on you if moved and squirmed around.

Changbin was a loud man and he had no hesitation to remind anyone of that fact, no matter how close they were physically at that moment.

“Wanna continue the series we started last week?” - came the question Bae was dreading. “Binnie…” - but a single look at those shining chocolate orbs filled with hope and the stars was all it took, his will wavering and shattering completely.

The sound echoed in his ears, as if a pane of frozen ice was dropped onto the hard ground.

So he simply silently sighed and nodded, already reaching for the remote that laid on the coffee table, as he was laying closer towards it.

A few button presses and a bit of a scrolling later he found the show on netflix and hit play, placing back the remote onto the table to be out of the way. He focused back onto the screen after, the intro skipped and the characters already on-screen, getting thrown into the drama of the episode.

But just as he was getting absorbed into the story, the cuddling male wiggled around to find a new comfortable position. Once that was done, he directed his gaze back onto the screen, following the female lead as she–.

Changbin was doing it again.

And again, and again, until Bae realised what was wrong.

“You want snacks, but don’t want to let me go, don’t you, Binnie?” - the heavy silence was all the confirmation he needed, as he sighed for what felt like the umpteenth time. “Well I don’t want you to escape, Hyung…” Dear gods, he was pouting. “Alright, then hold onto me.” “Wait what–” But Bae didn’t wait around, simply held onto Changbin who clung onto his form like a koala to a tree and stood up carefully, not wishing to topple over and injure both of them.

He could get snacks like this and keep his little dwaekki happy, what a win-win situation.

Hwang Hyunjin:

It was one of those rare days, where he found himself gripping a pencil and his stashed away sketchbook.

Soft lines appeared on the white void, connecting and crossing paths in varying places. Some stained the paper greatly, leaving a strong presence behind, while the others barely appeared to be visible at all.

He wasn’t putting a lot of thought behind it, really, he just let his hands take the lead and doodle out whatever they wanted.

And soon the lines created shapes, the shapes piece by piece drawing out to be a face.

Oh.

Apparently he'd been drawing his artistic bandmate, but that wasn’t a big surprise to be quite honest. They had a photoshoot the previous day and everyone was in awe of Hyunjin’s beauty. The image still lived clearly in his head, the soft, colourful lights hitting the male’s features perfectly.

Maybe he should have started drawing on a bigger, professional paper instead, not his cheap little sketchbook.

But before he could stand up to do so, his door opened after a soft knock. Speak of the devil and he shall appear.

“Hyung, wanna go and-...Hang on, are you drawing without me? Am I seeing things correctly?” - you could already hear the exasperation in Hyunjin’s voice, the fake hurt rearing its head. “Jin…” “How could you?? Hyung, I trusted you!” “No, Jinnie, look–” “Whenever I ask you to draw with me, you decline, saying you are busy, but then you do this behind my back??” “Hyunjin, please–” “How many times have you done this? How can I ever trust you again?” “I’ll draw with you.” “Have you been–...hang on. What did you just say?” “I’ll draw with you now.”

After the three full seconds it took the younger to process what'd happened, his face lit up and a delighted sound left his lips. Bae could only sigh, but there were no negative feelings behind it. He truly did enjoy their art sessions together, as rare as they were.

So, he let Hyunjin drag him around into the blonde’s room, all the while excitedly babbling. Once Hyunjin was excited and rambling, you had no choice but to let him tire himself out.

It was all very endearing, really.

Bae watched the other zoom around the strategically messy room, gathering supplies for both of them. Paint supplies for himself, a pencil set for Bae.

Having everything they needed, they both comfortably sat down facing the other and got to work.

It seemed like this time Hyunjin didn’t want to discuss what their subject or topic of art was going to be, but that was fine with Bae. He was just going to continue what he had started, but now on a professional canvas.

He did have a perfectly good reference right in front of him, after all.

That was how time went by, both of them immersed in their own work as soothing instrumental music filled in the silence. Their canvases not empty anymore, now filled with a myriad of colours and shapes.

Looking over his work one final time, subtly glancing back at his subject, Bae deemed the artwork done and put his pencil back in its place. Feeling stiff, he stood up quietly and stretched, satisfying pops ringing through the air.

And as if they planned it out, Hyunjin stood up as well to stretch, a smile painted over his lips when their gazes met. With a single flick of his hand he beckoned Bae over, the taller striding over towards his easel.

Pure shock and surprise sat upon his face, his wide eyes drinking in the colourful strokes that painted him.

“I caught a glimpse of your sketch earlier, Hyung. So in exchange, I did the same. How do you like it?”

But Bae could only stare at the painting in front of him, his cheeks dusted and blood ablaze fueled by adoration.

Han Jisung:

He only heard the faint sound of a footstep before he was tackled from behind, almost falling face-first into the floor, had he not grabbed onto the wall in reflex.

“What the fuck, Sungie, you could have injured yourself!” “But Bae hyuuuuuung, I missed youuuu.” “We literally saw each other 4 hours ago.” “Exactly, that’s 4 hours too long!”

Bae could only sigh at that, silently readjusting Jisung on his back so he wouldn't slip off and started walking back to the practice room -where he was originally going, without an added weight on his back-.

“That interview was so boring without you.” “Sungie… I don’t talk a lot, what do you mean?” “Sure, but you let me play with your fingers. Or your clothes. You’re just, just, there, you know? It’s really boring when you aren’t.” - it took the taller every drop of willpower to not accidentally misstep or let the younger slip down from his back. He was pleasantly surprised, heat slightly dusting his cheeks.

“But wasn’t Seungminnie with you?” “Yea, but that’s not the same.”

Bae simply hummed, still trying to fight off the heat from his cheeks as he stepped foot back into the practice room he had for himself for the day. He went towards his phone -that was connected to the audio system-, thinking which dance to practice.

But even after he had successfully decided, started the music and walked back to the middle of the room, Jisung did not budge at all. Not even when he let go of his legs, no. The brunette merely tightened his hold, arms and legs wound around Bae as if he would disappear any second.

A single glance at the mirrored wall they were facing was all it took to see the playful grin on Jisung’s face and cause Bae’s face to deadpan.

Well, two could play that game.

And with that, Bae simply got into position and was about to start dancing, when his little squirrel finally detached from his back in slight panic.

Before a word could leave Jisung’s mouth, Bae spun around and grinned widely, attacking brunette’s sides in a brutal tickle attack. The younger boy thrashed around, begging for mercy, even fighting for it, but to no avail.

His attacker didn’t let up, only after tears sprung out of Jisung’s eyes and air barely entered his lungs.

Satisfied with a job well done, Bae stood up and huffed, hands on his hips as he looked down at the absolutely dishevelled and dead-looking Jisung. Knowing he won’t move for a while, Bae simply grabbed both his legs and dragged him away, to not be in the way and accidentally get hurt.

Afterwards he went to reset the music -his playlist was going ever since-, then got back into position.

The beat of the music seeped into his being, his pulse picking up to match it. Careful of every step, the angle of his limbs, the flow of the moves, he practiced the dance ‘til perfection.

His chest heaved, droplets of sweat rolling down his skin as he glanced up and saw something in the mirror.

His eyes zeroed in on it as an ‘Oh no’ echoed through the room, the perpetrator already scrambling up from his seat and running towards the door.

“Han Jisung, come back here this instant and tell me why you started a live in my dance session, you��!”

Lee Felix:

The sky was blue, the grass was green and Felix was a stubborn man. All rules of life, things you had to accept and live with.

That was why when Felix grabbed Bae’s wrist the moment they got back to the dorms, he didn’t put up a fight. The older simply sighed as the others laughed at his misery and just followed the excited male into his room.

The moment the door was closed and the younger was sure his hyung would not be able to escape, he let his wrist go and excitedly started booting up his console.

“Come on Dal hyung, let’s play some Mario Kart!” - Bae was a weak man, his ability to say no to those sparkling eyes nonexistent.

So, he just nodded, accepting the controller offered to him and plopped onto the bed, his back propped up by the headboard and the sea of pillows Felix had. There were also plushies of all sorts laying around, the little skzoo plushies standing out as they were all neatly placed into comfortable positions.

His attention was stolen away when he felt the bed dip next to him, the younger crawling into his lap without a second to waste. Not like Bae minded it. He circled his arms around the younger and placed his chin on his smooth, blonde mop of hair.

“You can choose the map and all.” - Bae answered before Felix could even ask, receiving a hum in response.

They both chose their characters, and the game started.

Now, even though Bae wasn’t a professional gamer or even a casual one -especially compared to his bandmates-, he could still hold his ground. A dodge of a banana peel here, a timed speed booster there, and he was already climbing the ranks, getting closer and closer to the younger.

He could feel Felix becoming nervous, especially when he leaned away from his hold to concentrate better, leaving Bae empty handed on the bed.

But the elder expected this, having had this dance countless times before, already knowing how it would end as well.

And he was right, the same thing happened as it usually did, with Bae winning and Felix losing somehow.

“Agh, what the hell? How did that shell hit me, I wasn’t even in its line of fire! A rematch, gimme a rematch, Hyung!”

And so Bae did, giving the younger what he wanted one after the other.

But after the 10th one, the score in favour of Bae with 7-3, Felix got so frustrated he started sulking. He was turned away on the bed from Bae and all, with his hands crossed and lips probably pouty, controller long forgotten on the floor -where it was thrown at-.

The elder sighed, putting down his own controller and crawled towards the sulking little chicken, dragging him into his hold.

“How about we watch some Ghibli movies, hm? Maybe Totoro, or Kiki’s delivery?” - he whispered out, trying to hold the pouty male’s gaze that avoided him.

A few minutes of silence was all it took, dark orbs now looking back at him with a whisper of ‘Fine’. He smiled, his lips only curving up even more, once Felix’s expression mimicked his.

There was that smile he adored so much.

The freckled male made grabby hands, and Bae happily obliged as he placed him into his lap, arms caging the younger in their hold. Felix wiggled around and snuggled even more into his chest, as if there was any space left between them to conquer.

Kim Seungmin:

It was rare when the second youngest wasn’t insulting someone, causing any trouble or just generally being the ‘nuisance’ he usually was. It was all part of his charm though, no one would truly feel annoyed with him at the end of the day.

Bae knew this as well of course, never taking those playful insults to heart and only jabbing back at the younger a few times if he felt particularly mischievous at that moment.

He was pretty sure it was all part of his love language, just like how physical touch was part of Chan’s or Felix’s for instance, or how acts of service were part of Minho’s. Everyone worked differently, and that was how Seungmin did.

But under all that teasing and being savage, the younger hid away a softness he rarely let the others see. Something even Bae could seldom experience, but cherished nonetheless.

Like when he came back to the dorms after a long day of practice -maybe a bit too long, considering it was almost midnight-, his limbs aching and mind numb from listening to the same song over and over again, in order to perfect that one move he couldn’t quite get.

He didn’t expect anyone to be up -besides Chan of course, that workaholic- and was rightfully surprised, when a sleepy puppy greeted him by the door, taking his bag away and ushering him towards the sofa to sit.

Bae just confusedly looked at the other, but when he tried standing up he was met with the nastiest glare he had seen in a while, so he hurriedly sat back down and waited in silence for the younger to arrive back from the kitchen.

He heard some sounds, the occasional clinking of a utensil against something ceramic, the microwave going off for example. He could only blink at them, not knowing what Seungmin was doing and why he was still up.

But he didn’t have to wonder for long, the brunette appeared with a tray, a steaming bowl of instant ramyeon and a cup of juice sitting on top of it. It was gently pushed onto his lap, the younger boy sitting next to him on the couch, facing him with a pillow in his hold as comfort.

“Eat and rest, Dal hyung. You push yourself too hard sometimes.” - said the gentle voice beside Bae, and he had to let the words sink in to properly process them. “No, Hyung, eat that, or I will break your legs and force it down your throat.”

The elder could only gulp at that, nodding as a response and finally taking a look at his food. It really was instant ramyeon, as he initially thought, but there were extra ingredients added in: a boiled egg, some veggies, and a few slices of meat. Seungmin really took his precious time to make this for him instead of sleeping, even though you could see how tired the boy was.

His eyes that usually shined with mischief were dulled by sleep, his movements a bit sluggish. Sometimes his eyelids remained closed for just a second too long, the motion of opening them looking demanding on the boy’s part.

But even so, Seungmin fought sleep just to watch Bae eat that food, and who was he to deny that from the younger.

Every bite warmed his heart, and not only because it was scalding hot.

Yang Jeongin:

They were all together in the practice room, preparing for their next comeback and everything was going well.

Everyone was nailing the moves they were unsure about before, their bodies moving in sync as if they were gears in a machine, made to work together.

So when the music stopped, they all cheered together, some even dropping onto the floor in relief and exhaustion. Bae was one of them, but mostly because a very enthusiastic Hyunjin tackled him and he just couldn’t properly hold them up when he was so tired already.

“Alright, lunch break.” - Minho exclaimed and everyone bursted into loud cheering, springing up and flocking around Chan to see what they could order online.

It took a bit of nudging to get the blonde off of him, but Bae eventually succeeded and got up himself as well, sauntering over towards the group of very hungry idols. Looking over the available choices and what everyone had already ordered, he settled on getting the same thing as Felix and laid back down onto the ground to wait for the food.

Naturally, with these people as his bandmates, he couldn’t be left alone and enjoy some peace.

No, instead he was dragged around on the floor by Changbin and Jisung, both arguing about who could do it faster or something. Bae wasn’t really paying attention, too tired and hungry to be bothered with such things.

Eventually, the food arrived and he was free once again, but before he could grab his soda can, it was snagged by a certain maknae. The younger popped it open and handed it to him, but not before pinching his cheeks with a fox grin.

“Today, I’m gonna be the hyung, you’ll be the maknae.”

Bae was absolutely frozen and in shock, his eyes wide, one hand holding the box with his food, the other hovering in the air as he was in the middle of grabbing his drink.

That one sentence seemed to have grabbed everyone’s attention, chaos unfolding before Bae’s unblinking eyes.

“Wait, Innie, what do you mean?” “Hang on, hang on, do you mean Bae hyung should be the maknae for today? As in, being babied and stuff?” “Oh my god, you’re a genius!”

Those were a few sentences Bae could make out, before all heads turned towards him and a shiver ran down his spine.

They all flocked around him before he could even lift a finger and the next thing he knew, he was sitting on the ground in Chan’s lap with everyone else around him, being fed different types of food. His hair was an utter mess from all the aggressive headpatting, his cheeks already in pain from all the pinching.

All the while the one behind all this was enjoying the view with a grin, after having had his fair share of abusing the new maknae for the day.

Not being able to take it anymore, Bae somehow successfully wiggled out of Chan’s hold and stood up, huffing as he had to slightly catch his breath from all that.

“Going somewhere, Hyung? Sorry, you're the younger one now.” - came the sudden voice of Jeongin from behind him, scaring the living life out of Bae. “Let me take you there.” - before he could protest, he was picked up by the youngest menace, carried away from all the others who started protesting as they wanted to do the same.

“Innie, why must you hate me?” But Bae never got an answer, only a hearty laugh as he was carried away from the chasing members.

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SkZ Season Greetings - 4

Christmas Lights

When Seungmin opened his eyes to the pitch-black darkness in his room, he felt like he had been hit by a train. There was a fierce pounding behind his temples and his head felt like it weighed a ton when he tried to lift it off his pillow. Trying to roll onto his side, the vocalist's muscles burned and he couldn't find the strength to turn over. Swallowing back tears, Seungmin's throat stung and he drew in a scratchy breath only to release it with a weak cough. It felt like he had swallowed sand, his mouth dry and throat swollen. He yearned for some cold water to ease the pain but his second attempt at sitting up too turned out to be in vain as he simply didn't have enough energy. With his tears silently running down into the pillow, all Seungmin could do was glance around the darkness, wondering how he had gotten to this point after going to bed feeling just fine.

Sitting up in bed, Minho gave a watery sniffle before reaching over to pluck a tissue from the box. He yawned before blowing his nose, wincing a little at the pressure in his sinuses. Tiredly getting out of bed, he made his way to the kitchen and noted that 3racha and Jeongin had had a sleepover in the living room, still knocked out as they had been by the end of the movie. Minho turned on the kettle and while he waited for the water to boil, he collected the dirty cups and tea pot from the living. Knowing they'd be needing it, the dancer prepared two pots of tea and cleaned up the kitchen a little because he doubted he'd find the energy to do so later. Since he figured he was the only one awake, Minho poured himself a cup of tea and took a seat at the dining table with his knees pulled up. The warm cup in his hands felt nice although the steam made his nose run and he almost got drowsy again when Felix joined him.

Felix had heard someone moving around the dorm and went to check who it was. His lips formed a surprised pout when he spotted Minho, whispering: "Good morning, hyung. You look rough." The older only gave him a look, dark circles under his eyes, before he lifted the cup to his lips and took a small sip to soothe his throat. "It got me too, I guess", he muttered before clearing his throat. Walking up next to him, Felix felt his forehead and gave a sympathetic hum. "Do you want me to make breakfast?", the Aussie asked softly, glancing around the kitchen. Resting his cheek on his knee, Minho shrugged and mumbled: "'m not hungry at all but you could maybe turn on the rice cooker, so we have soup and rice ready to heat up later should anyone feel hungry." Felix nodded, quietly moving around the kitchen, so he wouldn't wake any of his sick friends, while the older stifled a tired sneeze against his knee.

Wincing, Chan sat up and gave a chesty cough, which caught Minho's attention. The leader carefully slipped out from under the blanket and sluggishly made his way over to the dining table, where he took a seat opposite his dongsaeng. "Couldn't escape either, I see", Chan rasped, earning a weak smile. Rubbing his forehead, Minho whispered: "Felix is still okay so far. Now I'm curious how Hyunjin and Seungmin are." – "I'm okay", Hyunjin smiled as he joined them, walking up behind Felix. Pulling the younger into a back hug, he rested his chin on the other's shoulder and whined: "Why'd you leave? You were comfy." – "Wanted to be up early, so we can decorate the dorm later. Did you look outside yet? There's snow everywhere", Felix giggled softly before turning around in Hyunjin's embrace to hug him back. A relieved smile spread on Chan's lips as he realized that those two at least were doing alright.

When Chan had to use the bathroom, he decided to stop by Seungmin's room on the way back to check on the younger. He had fully expected the vocalist to be asleep, so he startled when teary eyes glanced up at him. Quietly slipping into the room, Chan took a seat on the edge of Seungmin's bed and whispered: "Hey, what's wrong?" Another tear spilled from the boy's eye as he failed to suppress a hoarse sob. "I-I", Seungmin choked out, his voice completely shot. Cupping his dongsaeng's cheek, Chan frowned. He himself was running a fever, yet Seungmin's skin felt hot to him. This was bad. "Your fever is really bad, Minnie. We need to get you to the bathroom to cool down. Do you think you can stand?", Chan hummed. Seungmin weakly shook his head. Even turning his head took unspeakable effort. Stroking his flushed cheek to keep him calm, Chan muttered: "I'd carry you but my arms feel like overcooked spaghetti, so hang on."

In an instant, the leader stood in the doorway, whisper-yelling: "Guys, we need a little help here." Ordering Minho to stay put and save his energy, Hyunjin and Felix rushed over to see what was going on. Seungmin whimpered at the noise, shaky arms reaching out from under the blanket to cradle his head. Chan muffled a cough into the crook of his arm before him and Hyunjin sat the boy up. The sudden change in position made Seungmin's head feel light and his glossy eyes lost focus for a few seconds, while Chan tugged the shirt over his head, cold air suddenly hitting his torso, making him shudder. Seungmin could hear his hyungs talking but over the ringing in his ears it was impossible to understand what they were saying before Hyunjin hoisted him out of bed, carrying him bridal-style to the bathroom.

Afraid the younger wouldn't have the energy to keep himself above water, Hyunjin placed him onto the soft rug. Chan slipped into room behind him and knelt on the ground, so Seungmin could lean against his chest. The vocalist's breathing was quick and shallow and Chan whispered reassurances while Hyunjin ran a towel under cool water before crouching in front of them. The bright ceiling light sent sharp stabs of pain through Seungmin's head and he desperately squeezed his eyes shut allowing the dancer to wipe his arms and shoulders with the towel. His heartrate sped up at the cold touch and Hyunjin could tell it had a strong effect on the boy, so he refrained from wiping his chest quite yet. "I got you some water", Felix hummed when he returned from the kitchen, carrying a wold bottle of water. Seeing Seungmin's face, the Aussie quickly turned off the light and instead opened the door wide to dimly illuminate the room. His dongsaeng visibly relaxed, reaching out a trembling hand in his direction. Water. Finally, he could do something about the desert in his throat.

Hyunjin stepped back, making space for Felix, who was shocked how greedily Seungmin chugged half of the bottle down before pulling away to cough. Sitting the vocalist up straighter, Chan accepted the towel from Hyunjin and draped it across the back of Seungmin's neck. "T-Thanks", the boy choked out, his voice scratchy. Dropping his head back against Chan's collarbone, Seungmin closed his eyes again while the leader took the cold towel to dab at his face.

They managed to slowly bring his fever down and he sipped the remaining water before whispering: "Can we go back, please? I'm cold." – "Would you be okay with resting in the living room?", Chan asked softly, carding the vocalist's hair back, "I'd like to keep an eye on you in case your fever spiked again." – "Ngh, 's too bright", Seungmin complained, his head still thudding. Throwing a dry towel over the boy's torso, Hyunjin promised: "We'll close to curtains and once you had breakfast, you can take some medicine, okay?"

Felix had already rushed off to heat up the soup for Seungmin, figuring it'd be the easiest for him to eat. Minho had moved from his seat at the dining table and sat next to Jisung after bringing the rapper tea when he had woken up coughing. Between the rapper's cough and Minho eventually giving up on stifling his sneezes, Changbin and Jeongin had woken up too and quickly made room when Hyunjin carried Seungmin to the living room. Wanting to give the vocalist some space, Minho took Jisung and Jeongin to the dining table, grateful that Felix had already turned on the stove. The dancer served his dongsaengs a bowl of soup each, promising: "As soon as you've got something in your system, you can have more medicine." – "You know, I miss our old dorm. We could all hang out together and actually had the space to do so. I don't want us to be separated in our rooms right now but it sure is a little cramped here", Changbin mumbled sadly, thinking back to all the good and the bad times they had faced at their old dorm.

Realizing that their friends had themselves and each other handled for the time being, Hyunjin and Felix headed over to the other dorm to grab whatever large cushions and beanbags they could find to make the living room more comfortable, so their friends could rest despite not having much space. When they returned, Chan and Changbin had managed to talk Minho into having breakfast too and the dancer was glad they had because he felt a little more like himself once the fever-reducers kicked in. Seungmin had at least sipped some broth before allowing Chan to get him a small bowl of rice and was now sleeping on the couch after taking something for his headache. As promised, the curtains were closed, the living room dim enough not to cause him any pain.

Jeongin had taken a shower before settling on the couch with Seungmin, so he could play with the vocalist's hair. It had been Seungmin who had comforted before, when he had cried over not being able to record. Thinking back, Jeongin realized that he had most likely only been that emotional because he was already starting to run a fever without knowing it. Chan had the hardest time letting himself be convinced of eating anything but Minho supplied him with tea and cough drops for his throat, so he at least wouldn't get dehydrated. Having sweat a lot under all those blankets the previous night, Changbin gladly accepted the offer of taking a shower and borrowing some of Minho's clothes because he didn't feel like going back to his own dorm right now. It just seemed too far away.

Though Jisung felt sore and lethargic, he happily helped Hyunjin and Felix set up the living room. He doubted he'd be able to sleep more right now and hoped he could convince his friends to watch a movie later on, so they should all be able to find some space, especially if they were too feverish to cuddle. The rapper secretly snapped a picture of their two maknaes after Jeongin had fallen asleep too. When Changbin returned from his shower and claimed one of the beanbags, opening his arms, Jisung gladly joined him for cuddles though. The flickering light from the candle Felix had lit on the coffee table a little while ago made him drowsy, so against his prediction, Jisung eventually drifted off to sleep again.

When Chan quietly made his way back to the living room, his vision suddenly turned black.

With their friends resting, Felix connected his earbuds and handed one of them to Hyunjin before placing the other into his own ear. Starting his Christmas playlist, the Aussie retrieved the storage boxes filled with holiday decorations from the hallway closet and the pair started to sort through it. They lip-synced to songs only they could hear, happily stringing up Christmas lights around the living room to illuminate it with a warm and cozy glow, that wouldn't aggravate the members' headaches but make it easier to move around without tripping over each other. At some point, Chan passed them as he headed to the kitchen to take some cough syrup, afraid he'd keep his dongsaengs up with all his coughing. The leader couldn't hep but chuckle, watching the pair dance to a tune he couldn't hear. It did look odd but he was glad they were enjoying themselves, getting a break from the stress they've been under for the past few weeks. If dancing and decorating was their way of resting their minds, he wouldn't comment on it, especially because of the smile on Felix' lips, bretaying pure joy every time he glanced out through a gap in the curtain and caught a glimpse of the snow outside.

#fanfic #fluff #comfort #fanfiction #sickfic #stray kids #sick #skz #snz

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skzloversblogsposts · 1 year

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Lover boy [h.j][f]

Contains: profanity , han x reader , strangers to lovers , mutual pining , mentions of 3racha + hyunjin

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The sun casted down on to the floor of your living room , it’s warm glow covering you and the furry friend next to you in a sheen of golden hues as you stood hands tacking away at the keyboard of your laptop . Boxes remained unpacked , clothes bundled around the apartment , silverware casted on the table as you sat absentmindedly in the chaos looming around you , all but a bookshelf now holding swarms of paperbacks and binder books places strategically to ensure maximum packing . Your legs ached , the dull pain you felt hours ago now throbbing as you sat prezeled as the heat from your laptop burned into your thighs . Truth was you were too invested too move too far into the book that your eyes felt sore every time you looked away from the gotham book font clad on your laptop . Your hands stilled your laptops battery warning sign popping up jolting you up from your spot on the carpet , startling the feline next to you as you sprung to locate your charger “ shit , where is it?” you cursed rummaging “ I know it’s here somewhere “ your hands pushing past the boxes your attention being drawn to the cat you were once next to , it’s quiet meow sparking your attention “ not now Delilah I’m looking for” your eyes trailed over its figure now nuzzling into the plug of your charger “ you’re a genius! “ you celebrate patting the feline and plugging your laptop on .. the screen now blackening out, “ NO WAIT “ your progress now thrown aside like yesterdays garbage as you stared at the black void in front of you holding not even the faintest sign of your work . You sighed plopping to the floor , cat now grazing its head against your knees in an attempt to soothe you. “ oh I’m sorry delilah , I didn’t mean to startle you , I just worked so hard on it !” You said head now in your knees as you cradled yourself . Your body leaning to the side as you laid against the floor , the warm wooden flooring calming your panicked nerves as you laid untouched , unbothered . But like all good things , it must come to an end at some point and for you your end , your unnecessary, unneeded but some how much wanted , coming in the form of three Kurt knocks to your door . The heavy wood harbouring the identity of the individual as you pulled it open . Brown eyes staring into yours , your breath hitched your lungs felt heavy , full ,aching almost as you stood doorknob now slippery between your sweaty palm . The man leaned back , a hand running through his hair as he stood straight clearing his throat before he spoke “ I’m so sorry , I live next door and my roommates and I heard you shout and we just wanted to know if everything’s alright ?” His words soft ; honey coated floating through your mind as you took in his appearance , black hair curled ever so slightly falling just above his eyes , toothy smile plastered on his face as he spoke punctuating each sentence by flashing it ever so slightly grinning as he observed you .

A shiver sparked your attention as the man in front of you spoke , the hair on your body practically on end as you looked down as your cat now rubbing herself against your legs , thankfully pulling you out of your trance like state as you picked her up cradling her in your arms “ roommates?” Your voice trailed as your eyes met three other head pokes slightly out of an apartment door , two of which seemed to be cheering for the friend , one flashing you a warming smile which you gladly returned “ everything’s alright I’m so sorry I just had an unexpected turn of events “ you laughed awkwardly as the cat in your arms attempted to head butt you repeatedly “ you moved in yesterday right?” He asked doe shaped eyes scanning your apartment taking in the mass of boxes lined up behind you , your face grew hot at the realisation of the man in front you , your unorganised life on display “ I did actually , I was planning on introducing myself but I don’t think anyone was home “ you said watching as he leaned over to pet the cat in your arms , his hand gently ruffling her fur as she purred at the gesture , climbing out of your hold as rubbing against his jeans “ we weren’t home yesterday, work ran longer than we expected “ he chuckled now crouched down scrathing the cat

“ I’m yn, it’s great to me you” you said “ and that’s delilah “ you spoke watching as she attempted to climb onto his shoulder” I’m Han and that-“ he spoke turning to be met with an empty door way his roommates long forgotten in the pursuit of other activities as you two spoke . He chuckled , running his hand over the back of his neck “I actually domt know where they went they were here a minute ago..” he trailed off eyes casted at the empty doorway “ oh that’s okay I’m sure I’ll meet them soon “ you said smiling politely, hans eyes flickered , brightening for a split second as he stood in front of you “ have you unpacked yet?” He asked watching as you shook your head “ great why don’t you come around for supper !!” He Chirped eyes brighter than they were before as he spoke excitedly .

Four men living together is exactly what you thought it would be , chaos taking new meaning as you walked through the door , cake in your home in attempts to not be rude and come over without something . It wasn’t bad per say , various weights placed neatly in the corner in an attempt to clean up , water bottles decorating the side of the sink and thin layer of dust forming from their absence on the tv wasn’t the worst scene your walked yourself into . Their apartment despite its modern appearance and space like decorum felt warm , maybe it was the overhead heating that one of them grasicouslu put on or maybe it was the chunky sweater that you insisted on wearing despite your cats protests to sleep on it swaying your from the idea . Introductions were short , discussing names and places of birth always seemed like pointless idle chat , but it soon prompted into more as you sat infromt of the coffe table in their lounge , cheeks stuffed with food as you laughed along to one of their stories . The obvious choking Hazard unphasing the men in front of you “ there’s no way you actually did that” hans voice surrounded the room of giggle and cackles “ I did too” changbin added in “ he did I was there !” Thinking managed to huff out “ he totally sat on it “ he squeaked his breath heavy from the laughing as he turned to face you “yn “ he spoke catching you off guard cheeks still puffed out as you chewed , you hummed in acknowledgment “ so like what’s your deal?” He asked watching as you swallowed roughly “ my deal?”

You spoke head tilting sideways at his absurd choice of words “ like don’t get me wrong , this building is big but it’s expensive too and living here isn’t something just anyone can do” he said chopsticks now poking its way into your order of orange chicken “ hyunjin !” Chan hissed “ you can’t just ask people if they’re poor or not “ he spoke mentally cursing at himself for his choice of words , your laughter sounded out around their living room , it’s warmth casting a smile on their faces as you calmed down “ I’m a poet , I write poetry for a living “ you spoke watching as their eyes widened “ have you published anything !?” Han asked in awe standing from his seat now on the floor infront of you. You nodded , shuffling to find your phone pulling out a list of of books you written and sent out “ wait triumph” Han looked over the list “don’t you have that ?” He asked the shell shock man next to him , who’s eyes seemed to widen ten times than what they were before “ oh my god “ he spoke hyunjin now standing up backing away from you hand places over his mouth “ do you know how many times I’ve read that, it’s the most beautiful collection of poems I’ve ever bought “ he spoke .

Writing should be easy , the words flowing easily off your tongue through your fingers and down on the paper , a synchronized machine that works perfectly in tune , channeling your feels and emotions into one subtext providing your readers with entertainment; writing should be easy however the man in your head , filling your subconscious seemed to prove things more difficult than you’d like to admit , maybe it was the was the way he seemed to occupy every moment of your day , from your morning stop to fetch your mail to your nightly return home from wherever you’ve been . Han was always around and that at the right time too always offering you help, inviting you in to spend time with him or opting to idle chat with you his small talk always catching your attention leaving you in his hold for longer than you intended , but when the poems your wrote , so carefully pouring your heart out on paper started to sound exactly like him , to express feelings towards him that you yourself were unable to decipher to color code your heart in annotations of emotional or love and lust for one man in particular it no surprise it left you questioning your stance . The coffee mug your placed on your desk hours ago now cold , the taupe liquid forming a skin on the top as it cooled off your pages of printouts pulled next to you “ what am I’m going to do Delilah “ you spoke to the furry feline next to you gracefully licking her paws “ everything I write is about him “ you slumped “ everything , from the sonnets to the lyrical poems his ways , his voice , how he makes me feel and how I feel about him is so painfully obvious I can’t publish anything ! “

The cat next to you meowed in acknowledgment “ I feel terrible , a creep at best , like I’m leaching on to someone who’s just being nice but I can’t help it I’m clinging on to hope for something I know I can’t have “ your voice cracked as your head hit the table , exhaustion taking over your frail heart as you laid , silence holding you close like two beloved’s parting for the first time as your tears trickled down your cheeks pooling on the print outs below you . “ she’s just not into me man” Han said pacing his apartment as hyunjin watched from the balcony , paintbrush in hand working on his latest masterpiece “ you’re so stupid “ he spoke eyes rolling slightly as he dipped his brush in a glass next to him strategically placed next to his drinking glass for convenience let alone confusion , the water saturating the paint as he swished it around “ she obviously is madly in love with you , I mean why would she just stop coming by? Why would she just stop talking to any of us ; she’s avoiding you man and the sooner your realise why the better things will be , it’s hard to put yourself out there and hope for what you think is the best but you’ll honestly never know how she feels unless you actually ask her “ he spoke watching as his friend stood dumb founded in the doorway “ I’m just saying that’s just what I think , don’t blame me for ruining your life if things don’t work out” he shrugged eyes back on the painting . With the promise of a new collection of poems , hans feet wandered to your door ; your book clutched under his arm as he knocked his breath quickened and his eyes uncertain of the words that would fall from his mouth .

Your door cracked open your brightly coloured odd paired socks making an appearance before the rest of you , hair tussled and sweater hanging on your frame as you pushed the glasses perched on your nose higher up your soft expression making hans heart melt . His hand tracked under this coat pulling the book forward “ I saw - I mean hyunjin told me well actually I told him that you had a book out … it’s a pretty big deal people are out there buying almost all of them I had to fight someone for this copy.” He chuckled dryly as he looked over the cover of the book “ uhm can I come in ?” He spoke watching as you nodded backing away from the entrance giving hi space to walk in

Your apartment warm , the blankets covering the couch perfectly just as he remembered placing them from your movie night weeks ago, you too tired to stay awake resting your head on his shoulder as he tried to maintain his composure. Your scent engulfing him making him feel giddy at the mere thought of it . Han set the book down on the counter , you now avoiding his eyes as you stood in front of him “ I guess you’ve been busy right? That’s why I haven’t I mean we you know the guys and I haven’t seen you “ he spoke watching the way your eyes darted everywhere but at him as his words holding more weight than he knew “ I was busy.. but I didn’t mean to ignore you.. I mean the guys and you I just got caught up you know with the release of the book and everything “ you spoke “ oh the book could you sign it for me … I would love to have you autograph it “ Han smiled “ did you read it yet “ your voice hitching as you watched his flushed cheeks grow brighter as the realisation of your question . Truth be told Han had no clue it was about him but one too many late night fantasy’s kept him up thinking that maybe just maybe he’d have the honour of a feature , his words were slow “ I did ..” as he spoke watching you draw on the page in front of you “ what did you think ..?” You asked your words uncertain “ I thought it was great … you seem very inspired by someone recently and it’s showing in your work “ he spoke your head rising “ inspired?” You asked your breath hitching in your chest “ well it is a collection of love poems , and you do talk about your feelings a lot “ his words seemed to upset himself as the mention of you being in love “ so who’s the lucky guy” he spoke his words thick with malice as you watched a scowl form on his face “ wait ..you don’t know ?” Your confusion evident on your face “ don’t know what ? “ he asked “Han the poems are all about you “ you spoke his eyes widening in disbelief “ HUH!?” He bellowed his face red and his arms now coming to grab your shoulders “ you wrote about me ?” He asked slightly softer this time lightly shaking you “ yes ..they’re all about you “ Han backed away in disbelief “ why didn’t you tell me before !?” He asked “ it was a personal issue “ you spoke “ you being in love with me also kind of involves me “ he said now inches away from you arms snaked around your waist back against the counter “ how could you not tell me” he spoke his words a low whisper as his eyes flickered between your lips “ I didn’t think you’d feel the same ..” you admitted “ I’d be crazy not “ Han smiled reaching down to kiss you without warning , without permission simply because he didn’t know what else to do his lips melting so perfectly against yours , messily gripping on to your hips panting into your mouth as the muffled moans poured off your lips drowning him completely in you

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kangaracha · 7 months

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RING, THE VICTORY SONG full prompt collection AO3

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NEVERMORE music videos verse/skzcu; on the eve of being torn apart, eight boys tumble into a world where their music seems to hang in the very air they breathe; 150K AO3

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QUEENMAKER bang chanxreader; as one opportunity to debut disappears, another arrives - joining two year old group Stray Kids as a replacement to their missing ninth member. smau. TUMBLR | AO3

HEAD ABOVE WATER bang chanxreader, yang jeonginxreader; homework, a small business, overbearing parents, a boyfriend that isn't a boyfriend. And then there's whatever is going on with her best friend, who seems to want something...more than a friendship, if he ever gets around to asking her about it- life is complicated, and far too busy for Y/N to be bothered with being stressed, or sick, or whatever it is that's making it hard to eat and sleep and focus on her work. TUMBLR

DAYBREAK lee knowxreader, dystopia au; independant entertainment doesn't make money, everyone knows that - not dancing, not boxing. not without a company's name attached to it and the soul ripped out of it so that it can only sit on the stage bleeding. you knew you never should have agreed to buy the studio with him, that the bills would pile up and the income would run dry and the goverment would come knocking telling you to shut up and sit down...but it makes him so happy, when you see him dance. it gives him a reason to keep coming back. you don't know what you'd do without that.

THE FLOWERS YOU GATHERED IN MAY lee knowxreader; following an escape from near-death and an accident that leaves you unable to do most of the things you once loved, an old friend invites you to join a dance studio for loners and strays - people just like you.

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Prompt Fills

AS IT ENDS bang chanxreader; 'chan + 'a god bows before a mortal'; fantasy au

THE HYMN OF BABYLON lee knowxreader; 'minho + 'meddlesome angels, and the people they save'; dystopia au, fantasy au. religious dystopia.

CATSKIN lee felixxreader; 'felix + twisted fairytale'; royalty/fantasy au, based on the fairytale 'catskin'

lee know x sorry, i love you lee know x losing 3racha changbin x charmer changbin x eclipse han x forgotten felix x focus

#stray kids #stray kids smau #skz smau #skz fic #masterlist #roo writes

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changbeens · 1 year

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hello! recently i have been really enjoying making movie poster edits like the ones seen above and i've decided it might be fun to open requests for them! if you'd like a movie poster simply send me a song and who you'd like to feature in the poster and i'll see what i can do! if there is a specific scene you'd like used, let me know and i can make them as a gift for a friend or special occasions etc rules for requesting: -- one request per ask please -- only requests sent to my ask box will be accepted -- stray kids songs only (inc 3racha) -- these edits can take a long time to make so please be patient

#if this flops pretend u never saw this

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cutiedwaekki · 8 months

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cookie case

Or were 3racha are the totally spies and investigates a mysterious company and their cookies.

I had hesitated between making the totally spies or the one on fairly oddparents but I immediately fell in love with that so I'll leave the other idea to whoever wants it hehe

I still got som idea for making a part 2 btw let me know if you want to 🤭

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It was beautiful day, the sun was shining, a sign of the arrival of good weather.

Jeongin , who was a student quite busy with his studies , spent the majority of his time at home, he didn't have many friends and even fewer who would come to his house so early in the morning

So curious, he went to open it anyway to find a young man about his age dressed in a horrible uniform. From his facial expression we could see that he wasn't comfortable with it, especially given his fake smile. He deserved at least that Jeongin to give him a little attention before closing the door.

-"to whom have I the honor ?" he asked

After clearing his throat the boy began "Hello I'm Kim Seungmin, I come as a representative of Lixie Factory to sell our boxes of cookies. We are making a special offer for our new members. One box purchased is equivalent to one box offered"

Jeongin hesitated, after all it's true that a little candy in this world doesn't hurt especially if he had two boxes for the price of one but something told him that I had something else hidden behind that

-"It'll be fine thank you... I'm.... I'm on a diet... yeah that's it" he claimed which didn't convince Seungmin who with a funny, almost frightening smile opened the door. 'one of the boxes and out comes a "taste at least one"

The student finally accepts and grabs the cookie to eat it shyly.

The aroma and flavors were increased tenfold, he doesn't know what was going on but all he could say was that at that moment he just wanted another cookie

His expressio. seemed to betray his thoughts because without saying anything Seungmin offered him another one.

.. then a third

But when he was about to ask for a fourth, he suddenly received a sheet resembling an order form.

-"You have to focus on something else" declared Seungmin

A frustrated Jeongin then took the paper and a pen that he kept in his pocket and write a few things before declaring. “I’ll take all your stock!”

Seungmin's mischievous smile widened as he grabbed the order and brought forward the cart he had with him.

-"excellent choice"

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-"Jisung wait for us ! Stop running around" Changbin shouted as the youngsters of the three seemed to be heading towards all the stores he saw

-"Seriously he surprises me day by day" commented Chan making his counterpart laugh

The three of them had been friends since high school and even though over the years they knew Jisung's love for fashion, it seemed that this love grew stronger with each passing day.

They didn't care, they were used to it, just like Jisung was used to his friends being gym rats!

In fact, all three had very different personalities which meant that, side by side, one could well ask how they could have become friends!

Jisung was a living cliché, blue hair, ear piercing, crop top revealing his bulging muscles accompanied by long pants that perfectly fit his slender legs.

Next to our Chan planes who were basically dressed in black and possibly a little black too (without forgetting black) wearing an oversized sweater and shorts

Finally Changbin was also dressed in black but his pink key ring with the image of a kind of rabbit-pig showed that this dark side that he gave off contrasted with his colorful personality.

In short, you know the 3racha! Or at least what they want to reveal...

-"Oh.My.God! It's the jeans on the cover of my favorite magazine!!" exclaimed Jisung who hurried into the store while his friends followed him exasperated.

Without hesitation he grabbed the exhibition model and came to try it on without even thinking about the size.

Jisung may have been very thin but these jeans didn't have the ideal measurement for him. At least at this size. He comes out of the cabin, walking like a duck to his friends to show them

-"It looks tight, don't you want to size up?" Changbin suggested.

But Jisung had a certain ego when it came to his figure, if he didn't buy the garment in the size of the model who wore it then he wouldn't take it

-"No way, I'll take it in that size." he exclaimed before entering the cabin again to change

He then went to ask to take these pants but the poor destitute saleswoman shyly confided "I'm sorry, the last one has just been bought by this young man"

And there... the horror in Jisung's eyes, in front of him was his rival, his greatest enemy, the one whose full name should not be pronounced at the risk of pissing off Jisung

I am of course talking about... Park Jisung

The two of them have hated it for years simply because they have the same first name and similar tastes in fashion. They could have become good friends but their strong character only created discord between them.

-"Oh you wanted it too? I didn't know they also made it for the whales too"

Even the saleswoman seemed confused but seeing that Jisung didn't want the pants even in his size decided to put them back while Chan thanked her by dragging the boy out of the store while he muttered about how much he hated Park Jisung

-"Don't think about him anymore Sungie" Chan began before being interupt by Changbin

-"Look , a photo booth !! It would be fun!"

Jisung seemed hyped by the idea although he allowed a bit of self-deprecation "Hopefully my big ass can fit through the cabin"

But he only earned a side eye from Chan.

Only after they paid for the photo, the dazzling flash sucking them in, it only meant one thing, 3RACHA had a mission to carry out!

3racha? Oh yes sorry, in fact apart from their hobbies they were also soies for the JYP, an international agency against the crime.

Immediately they all seemed much cooler

And wait, haven't you seen them in their latex costume, always well suited to their size while highlighting their musculature.

But enough talking, Park Jinyoung was there and waiting for them

-"You better refund me for the money I paid" Jisung declared in a familiar tone even though it was his employer

-"Hello boys, enough chatting, the problem is urgent."

On those, the screen behind him scrolled through photos and videos while Jinyoung explained the day's mission.

-"Thousands of people seem to have collectively become addicted to cookies provided by the company Lixie Factory. Your mission is to discover their intention and put an end to all these riots."

He moved forward bringing out some objects which in reality were mostly gadgets that could help them if necessary on their mission.

-"Today you will have at your disposal, the memory eraser pen,the GPS tracker lipstick and... these moisturizing cream for my hands I found them in my drawer"

-"Glad to know that you also use us as a trash can" commented Changbin teasingly.

Obviously not so amused by this, the said JYP made them eject into the other room where they were changed and taken towards their private jet to begin the mission

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become an official distributor of Lixie's factory was strangely easier than expected. This was due to Chan and the fact that he was also from Australia which meant that Jake, the one in charge of admissions, didn't ask any more questions and gave them a stock followed by the associated uniform

-"I look hideous in it" commented Jisung

"it's definitely not my color" he muttered, trying to arrange the shirt differently while Chan and Changbin were just concerned that the shirt was a little tight on them.

On the way, Changbin analyzed the boxes containing the cookies, no nutritional value was written there, just the company logo: A smiling chick surrounded by the face of a rabbit and a white ferret.

-"The delights of Lixies, vanilla flavored cookies; meh nothing special"

But curious Jisung opened one of the boxes to taste one. "What? We have to know what's in there!"

But as soon as he had it in his mouth it was like an exolosion of flavor, nothing mattered other than eating more...and then again

-"Hey calm down Sungie I remind you that we have to sell them!" Chan commented but Jisung was too absorbed in the taste to listen. Or even notice the waistband of his shorts tightening around his shorts

But soon enough they had to start their distribution in the neighborhood starting with a name that came up frequently, it was even highlighted as the best customers who had to be treated well on the sheet that we had given them. : Yang Jeongin

-"He looks cute" commented Chan who had quickly searched the youngest's Instagram account after typing in his name.

It was a basic account, photos with OOTD hashtags and nothing new.

But after knocking, when the door opened it was as if a very person was in front of them.

Looking like a fox, the big smile was the same but... how can I say it... he was massive.

-"Oh you're finally here I've been waiting for you all morning" Jeongin commented happily as his whole body shook

-"But it's not Seungmin who's coming this time? He's always here on Tuesday, I even put on my favorite sweater" added Jeongin with a pout while the three spies stared at him curiously without knowing what to say which could sound offensive. Even Jisung stopped snacking when he saw Jeongin

How did the student in these photos get so fat? His whole body barely fit through the door frame!

Jeongin talked nonstop and again, he talked about his love for Seungmin who he assumed was an employee of Lixie Factory; about his studies being so exhausting that he was studying at home now or even about his love for Lixie's cookies.

-"It's true that I gained a few kilos but it was worth it, I feel so happy" he added, speaking in full ecstasy.

And as indicated on the sheet, all this stock was going to Jeongin. So understand how he looked badly at Jisung who was eating his food. But on the other hand is it not good to share?

After a brief greeting where Changbin brought the entire stock into the youngest's lobby they left with little information.

-"We're not likely to go very far. We don't even know what's in these cookies"

But Jisung, who knew how to negotiate to take a box, happily devoured each cookie one by one as if nothing else count.

-"I know, a little bit of paradise with a lot of chocolate" he said admiringly.

-"Pff, shut up and eat in silence" commented Changbin, shoving another cookie into his mouth while Chan sighed heavily at their antics

-"I think we'll be sure if we go to the factory where the cookies were produced"

He took out his telephone and after a quick search he got the address which fortunately was in a country not far away.

- "Quickly, let's go and soon it will be sorted"

-"wait, I have to take off this belt, it's so tight i can't breath"

Jisung undid his belt and even undid the button of his pants so that they were tightened by his belly which was poking over them.

Wait ...

Since when did he have a belly?

-"Dude it seems like you've gained weight" commented Changbin who curiously anointed his stomach, at least they easily understood how Jeongin had become so massive, if a few biscuits are enough to make Jisung a pot belly then a dozen boxes were enough to make him obese !

-"I feel like this isn't going to end well"

Chan sighed as the three of them boarded their plane which took off towards Sydney, Australia.

But what they didn't know was that they were being closely observed by a certain Kim Seungmin who, after taking a photo of their jet, sent it by email followed by the message "you're going to have visitors"

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So once in the plane the autopilot mode was activated leaving the three young men to relax before facing their mission again.

At least they had discovered various important things about Lixie Factory!

1- They built customer loyalty by offering them free samples. And seeing how Jisung quickly became addicted despite being the type of guy who paid attention to his figure, it was another proof that there was a little something extra in these cookies.

2- Officially the owner of the factory was called Lee Felix but seeing as Chan couldn't find any more information about him or a recent photo he doesn't know if it was that important

3- it was possible to visit the factory as visitors and for free.

-"Like in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory!" Changbin commented as Chan chuckled

In short, information that led to nothing. Anyway at that moment only Chan seemed to be looking for a solution, Changbin was playing with his phone and Jisung was munching on a few folds of cookies while seeming to be looking for the pants he had seen earlier.

-"At this rate you're going to need size XXL" teased Changbin while Jisung took offense

-"You're exaggerating, it's only my second box of the day!"

-"...Since we got on the plane"

Changbin was teasing Jisung but deep down he was right, in just a few hours the once athletic and muscular Jisung had swollen and was simply chubby, lucky his suit was made of a stretchy material but who knows how long it lasted fit on his growing body?

He who complained of having a big ass because of poorly cut jeans ended up having one much bigger than his counterparts, but the majority of the fat was slipped onto his cheeks making them look rounder and chubbier all the time. A second chin was forming there but his belly had swollen to the point of resting on his newly thickened thighs, he was even starting to develop a pair of moobs which were getting bigger over time.

A noise rang out in the plane, a sign that it was about to land. So with difficulty Jisung tried to attach himself under the teasing gaze of his hyungs who strangely didn't seem at all worried about his growing body ... they even seemed to like it

-" next stop , Lixie factory!"

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Although Australia is a hot country, the seasons were reversed so despite it being June they were allowed a cold breeze and a little rain but no one seemed to care.

Yes even Jisung didn't say anything about his suit being mud stained!! These biscuits had completely turned his brain, poor thing, he was a lost cause.

Fortunately it was easy to find the factory and after entering it you just had to find a way to infiltrate the place closed to the public.

-"I think we should ...where is Jisung? Changbin where are you?" Now Chan found himself alone, he didn't see his friends anywhere which was problematic since you know THEY WERE ON A MISSION.

But while he was imagining the worst, the room had to empty a few people so that he saw in the distance, a free buffet of biscuits accompanied by Jisung who grew a little bigger as the hours went by , gorging on these cookies.

Not far from him was Changbin who seemed to be flirting with a young man with freckles who was shoving a biscuit into his mouth in a far too sensual way.

-"Guys come on we have to...visit the factory yeah that's it"

After all he wasn't going to reveal to the public that they were spies, especially if this innocent-looking young guy was there.

-"The next visit takes place in 15 minutes, I was just giving your friends a taste of the latest specialties straight from the factory"

The boy with an innocent demeanor had a voice that contrasted with his angelic face. He seemed far too confident for someone passing through or working here and honestly Chan was wary, after all he was now alone here since Jisung seemed to have just become a total pig Changbin started to catch up with him while being hypnotized by this young man

- "Taste a cookie, you'll see they are delicious" declared another boy, this time taller than him, long hair and a seemingly innocent smile although Chan could detect malice there.

-"It'll be fine thank you I-"

- “Shh, enjoy the taste” he declared, bringing a cookie to the hollow of his lips, making him understand that he had everything but the choice to refuse. After all, was he going to risk ruining their cover? But on the other hand if he accepted he risked becoming as crazy as Jisung and Changbin were at that moment!

Fortunately he was saved by an order of people who almost ran to the buffet. So the crowd movement allowed Chan to leave here and head towards the back door reserved for staff

-"Sorry guys I'll come pick you up later" he said in a weak voice before running

You didn't have to walk long to discover surprising things there. Just down in the factory was a team of thirteen people just as big as Jeongin had been the last time he had seen him. They were making the boxes by putting the biscuits in the packaging while receiving cookies through a tube in front of them which arrived directly in their mouth.

Chan tried to move forward as quietly as possible, so they were too absorbed in their work to pay attention to anything.

-"Did you hear anything Jihoon?"

-"Don't lose concentration Sooyoung, it's probably your stomach that's gurgling"

-"hm...you're probably right"

The further Chan advanced, the more they were surprised by the background of this factory which was definitely hiding something.

Besides, they advanced and folded and all was made by machines. Until you arrive at a room that appears to be a central room. There were no lights apart from a large screen which illuminated the room.

Chan advanced discreetly but as he took another step the lights came on all at once, blinding the poor Australian who let his guard down. Leaving the opportunity to be thus tied up and tied to a seat.

It took him a while to see the environment around him. Two other seats were in front of him and there were Jisung and Changbin who had gained a lot of weight since earlier.

Jisung was just a little bit closer to being called obese while Changbin seemed to him to have replaced all those muscles with thick layers of fat.

Both seemed lost, as if without the cookies in their mouths they regained their senses.

All three were afraid, they were imprisoned in an unknown place at the mercy of these two young men, a third of whom hidden in the shadows on his seat caressing his cat

-"It's a shame that spies as cute as you tried to get in our way"

The young man from the shadow then turned to face them and show his face to the light.

-"But Minho hyung we can at least manage to find an arrangement, they are much too cute to be killed" declared the young man with the stain offreckles that caressed Changbin's rounded cheek

The said Minho then got up thoughtfully and approached them, pretending to think. "It's true that you are very cute...almost too cute to be spies"

- “And what are you going to do with us then?”

-"Hyunjin-ah! Press the button please"

So the tall blond pressed a button located just not far from Chan. The chandelier above them began to lower, giving way to a machine with an articulated arm. They were all scared at first, especially when it started turning around them for no reason.

-"come on Felix you can start the machine, our little ones must be well fed"

-"Yes hyung"

Felix did too, so cookies were dispensed into the machine.

This is where realization hit Chan.

They were going to fatten us up...

When he glanced at his friends, too carried away by the euphoria of just seeing these cookies, he realized that it was over for them, that nothing was going to help them.

Shedding a tear, Hyunjin came to wipe it with the palm of his fingers and tried to reassure him in a calm voice.

-"We're not bad, I promise, trust me, you'll see, we'll explain everything to you after that"

-"I have no choice after all"

No, he had no choice, especially when the machine finally approached him to distribute a cookie which he shoved into his mouth.

He also succumbed to this pleasure.

The bad guys had won

But had 3racha really lost?

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Three months was the time they spent at the factory.

In reality it seemed less scary when we got to know it in detail, it was true that it reminded us of Willy Wonka's chocolate factory but much more welcoming and warm!

With time Chan became less suspicious and as Hyunjin loved to say "The fuller your belly is, the more confident you are"

But don't get me wrong, they weren't constantly force-fed by the machine, only if one of them did something stupid like asking too many questions or trying to escape, although the cookies had an addictive taste and that we want to eat it endlessly, after 2 hours it's an stomach ache that replaces the feeling of pleasure but don't worry, our dear villains were there to take care of them.

You see, all three did not have villainous intentions. Yes their biscuit had an addictive side but you want to know the story behind it?

-"It was Felix's idea, in high school he was rejected by a boy even though he offered him homemade brownies"

-"What an idiot, how dare he!" Changbin shouted before Felix took his arm to calm him down.

Hyunjin cleared his throat before continuing his story "And so when he talked about it to me and Minho hyung he mentioned wanting to create a love potion so no one has to go through that"

And that's when Chan understood

Love.

Jeongin wasn't in love with cookies for their taste, he was in love with Seungmin

Changbin was also not in love with all these treats concocted by Felix, he was in love with Felix.

Jisung, on the other hand, only liked the biscuits but after a force-feeding session that they suffered after Chan asked questions that were a little too personal, Jisung confided "even in these moments I prefer to experience them when you are there"

Jisung was in love with them.

The answer was love, it seemed confusing and yet so clear, the only thing Chan did was take another cookie which he ate silently.

-"You were right Hyunjin, I did well to trust you"

Maybe he had fallen in love too

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From now on, life at the factory was calmer and more joyful for everyone.

Felix was finally loved as he should be, and even if he sometimes doubted Changbin's love because he feared that it was only due to the cookie, Minho reassured him by affirming that the only thing these cookies did was to by making it bigger was showing what the other person felt.

So even Jisung caught the eyes of his friends as soon as they heard this. They knew that the youngest was sentimental but to the point of loving them both? Do we think he was too indecisive or did his heart have a lot of room?

They too had room to love him and someone else.

Call it funny lr weird dynamic but that was their life now.

They didn't even talk to them about JYP or their spy career, now they were the advisors responsible for tasting each new Lixie Factory creation.

Obviously this caused one obvious thing: they had become big, so big that they were accompanied all the time.

Jisung was the biggest of them, he intrigued the boys a lot especially when they saw the gap between him and his hyungs getting bigger and bigger.

But should he mention those times Minho brought him into his office to force-feed him cookies? No, it was their little secret.

But don't think that Chan and Changbin were thin, they were getting pretty massive too. Now with their bulging bellies , it was almost impossible for them to walk as they used to , they could only waddle which was "the most adorable thing in the world" based on Felix's words.

It's almost funny to think that a few months ago they were gym rat, now if there's one thing that drove them crazy it was Lixie's delicacies

-"Hyunjin-ah I have a question!"

-"I'm listening to you Channie"

-"Why did you keep us with you? I mean we could have been your prisoners or worked in the factory... why us?"

Hyunjin pretended to think before settling down on the oldest's lap, there wasn't much room given since his stomach took most of the place but it was enough for him (plus he could rub it gently in the same time so that was perfect !)

-"You were way too cute to work for us silly~"

Chan was then satisfied with this answer and simply chuckled.

-"But you want to know something fun?"

Hyunjin leaned closer to his ear and whispered in a low voice so that only Chan could hear.

“The little side effect in the biscuits it's just because we like chubby guys so we just needed to fatten you up a little to make you even more perfect in our eyes ”

#weight gain #my fic #my fics #skz chubby

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pips-fics · 1 year

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ask: i have a request for one where han gets nauseous and sick while 3racha were recording and chan and changbin comfort him. thanks so much!

this is a submission for @monthofsick day 6!

tw: vomiting

worse at night ––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––

recording had been going well all day - the group was cruising through songs for their next album at record speed. they were in such great shape that it looked like they might even be able to have their comeback early. to congratulate themselves and regain a bit of energy, the members of 3racha grabbed a bit to eat before returning to the studio around 9 pm to finish up some post-production work for a few hours.

as they walked back to the studio, changbin noticed that jisung had boxed up almost his entire meal. he’d known that the younger man had been enduring a headache all day, but he’d assumed it had gotten better as jisung had seemed in high spirits throughout the day. now he was notably dragging his feet.

changbin kept a close eye on him as they settled back in and was relieved when jisung regained a bit of color and pep after sitting down and having some water. changbin wrote it off as dehydration, which was alarmingly common for the youngest member of 3racha, and made sure to encourage him to drink more throughout the next hour and a half. by 11 o’clock, they were all tired and had drifted into their own little worlds, ironing out some lyrics and nitpicking each other’s edits. changbin was thinking about calling it when a quiet and unsteady voice broke the silence.

“hyung,” jisung’s voice wavered. changbin’s head whipped towards him, and chan’s did the same next to him. “i think i should go home.”

that much was evident even without it being vocalized. within 30 minutes, jisung had gone from looking like a guy with a moderately bad headache to sweating enough that the studio lights glistened off of the side of his washed-out face.

“what happened?” chan asked. jisung shrugged. the combination of flushed cheeks and heavily bagged eyes made him look both very young and much older than he really was. changbin couldn’t stop himself from placing his forehead on jisung’s head, just to confirm the near-surety that he had a fever

“i just started feeling worse the later it got.” he slumped forward on the desk in front of him, breaths coming deep and slow and erratic. changbin watched jisung’s hand drift to his stomach and made eye contact with chan. these were, unfortunately, not unfamiliar gestures to either of them.

“your stomach’s acting up?” chan asked, only to earn himself another shrug.

“jisungie, do you think you’re gonna throw up?” changbin was reaching for the trash can beside the desk even as jisung robotically shook his head. mere seconds later, he ducked his head under the desk with a heady belch that escalated into an aborted heave.

“fuuuuuuuck,” jisung groaned, reluctantly accepting the receptacle that changbin practically pushed into his hands. “i feel so sick all of a sudden, i don’t know urk!” he lurched over the trash can, only to expel air. “don’t know what happened.”

chan and changbin watched helplessly as jisung’s thin frame jolted forward with multiple aborted heaves, not knowing whether to offer a comforting touch or give him space.

“you guys can leave,” jisung choked out. “you don’t need to, uh…” his body drifted dizzily from side to side as if he was having trouble holding himself upright until chan placed two hands on his shoulders to steady him.

“don’t worry about us, sung, just focus on yourself for now, yeah?”

changbin nodded. “we’ll stick with you until you’re okay to head back home.”

for a moment, jisung’s face was open, vulnerable, and grateful. he leaned into chan’s side, and clutched changbin’s hand in a vice grip as his stomach gurgled ominously. for a moment, it was quiet and calm, and only the sounds of jisung’s labored breathing could be heard. changbin felt a pinprick of sharp malice towards the world for making his hardworking teammate suffer so intensely. then jisung’s back arched suddenly, an obvious reaction to his stomach muscles contracting, and a tentative heave brought up a small mouthful of puke splashing into the trashcan.

changbin’s own heart-rate kicked up as the stench of barf hit his nostrils. jisung’s hand squeezed tighter on his own and the sick man made a noise of disgust, or possibly regret. it was too late to go back now, though. the floodgates had been opened and, accompanied by a full-body shudder a massive amount of vomit gushed forth. jisung got no more than a whimper in before the second powerful rush, and by the third, his grip on changbin’s hand weakened while the older boy’s did the opposite, clenching tight as jisung was wrung out.

“breathe, sung,” changbin said. on jisung’s other side, chan brushed his hands through sweaty hair, but it didn’t seem to have the soothing effect he was going for as jisung continued to cough and sputter, lips dripping with rapidly accumulating spit.

“i can’t,” jisung gasped. “can’t breathe. make it stop.”

changbin wished desperately that he could. “soon, jisungie,” he said instead, but his words were drowned out by a gut-wrenching and drawn out belch. a dark stream of liquified stomach contents splattered against plastic.

“i want this to stop,” jisung whispered, voice rough from rawness. “i want to go home.”

“you’re doing so well, baby,” chan broke in, but jisung only shook his head, tears rolling down his face freely. changbin checked his temperature again and was unsurprised to find that the heat of jisung’s forehead had intensified. after two aborted heaves in quick succession, changbin offered a water bottle.

“you’ll feel worse if you get dehydrated.”

“too sick,” jisung choked out, jaw clamped tightly shut. changbin’s heart clenched.

“you gotta relax a bit, buddy,” chan brushed a gentle hand up and down jisung’s spine. his muscles unwound minutely and the retching tapered off. he looked like a rag doll, completely drained of energy. changbin’s arms opened wide, inviting a hug, and jisung leaned into his embrace. after a few moments changbin heard jisung’s breath slowing down and evening out.

“do you feel okay to head home now?” chan asked. the clock on the wall read 11:53 but changbin felt like they’d been stuck there in a room smelling of puke for days. he could only imagine how jisung was feeling.

“i’m so tired, hyung,” jisung mumbled. “wanna go home and sleep.”

changbin helped him to his feet. “let’s go home, then.”

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