#han jisungxreader

[bangchansgirlsblog]

hey hope ur having a great day!

could u possibly write an angst request with skz? (any member)

something along the lines of the reader having a terrible childhood and having to go through trauma and really dark days and maybe opening up to them about it?

ONLY IF UR COMFORTABLE PLZ

ig I'm asking for it is cause I'm not doing so well recently and just need to feel something lmao

hope that you're doing well, if not then a channie hug for u <33

Ready?

Warning: Angst, toxic relationship, Chan being mean.

Paring: OT8 x reader

Summary: shutting down the boys was easy but fighting her demons aka her dad was not

AN: someone requested something similar to this and I can’t seem to find the request so I just joined the two 🥺

Enjoy! 🩷

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"Y/n? You okay?" Hyunjin asked her again trying to get her out of her trance.

"Yeah-yeah," her voice is caught in a crack. The hot feeling of tears starts to build up. "I'm fine, where are the rest of the boys?" She cleared her throat and put her bag down.

"They went to get some coffee, I told them I would wait here for you. Are you sure you're okay?" He asked one last time to be certain. He could sense her vibe was off but yet again it was Y/n. She was the most mysterious yet energetic person you would come across. Oh? And she's the youngest.

"Yes I'm fine Hyun, we should head for practice. We don't want to keep the boys waiting," she gave him another comforting smile before grabbing her bag once again and making their way to the JYP building.

The walk was quiet. Her thoughts were currently running haywire as she try to peace everything together but she knew today wasn't going to be a good day. The argument she had with her father still played in her head.

"So, what do you have in your schedules today?" Hyunjin interrupted her thoughts trying to ease the tension in the air.

"I just have dance practice with you guys then I get a break and you?"

"I have a photo shoot later after practice, kinda cliché themed." Y/n giggle at this. Hyunjin gave himself a pat on the back for making her laugh.

"Well, I hope stay don't make fun of you because that'll be more memes coming out,"

"Yeah, yeah, as long as I rock the outfit no one can bring me down," he flexed his biceps earring a gag sound from the manknae.

"Hyunjin that's gross," she rolled her eyes as they both entered the studio to find the boys stretching. They all said their hello's and started their practice off.

"Y/n get your head in the game," Leeknow scolded her. She had been messing up a lot today and now that they were halfway through, she hadn't gotten anything done causing the whole group to get lost.

"I'm trying okay?" She snapped back at him. Han's neck snapped in their direction as he looked at her in disbelief.

"Don't snap at him like that, his older than you," Han joined in the scolding. Y/n was tired and frustrated now. She couldn't deal with them hopping on her back.

"Okay whatever," she walked away from the both of them and sat on the floor by her bag trying to look for her water bottle. The boys were looking at her from a far trying to figure what was bothering her today.

"Hey Y/n?" I.N finally gave in and sat besides her to check in.

"Yes I.N?" She replied in her soft tone.

"You okay? You've been messing up all day-"

That was all she needed. That little push to throw her off the edge. Her eyebrows furrowed in annoyance and she stood up still facing I.N. Her anger was at a 10 and she couldn't hold it back anymore.

"I'm fine okay?! What is wrong with all of you?! Don't you see I'm trying?! Can't you leave me alone for once?! Why does it seem like whatever I do is a problem-"

"Y/n. Out. Now." Chan's loud voice shook the room quite literally. She stormed off to stand outside by the door. Trying to keep her cool but she couldn't.

"Don't you see this is a waste of time? You're a girl! You won't survive in this industry!"

"But dad I- the boys got me. We're making it-"

"Those boys will soon leave you just like your mum did. You're pathetic and a waste of space. You don't even bring anything to the table!" Her father's voice was loud through the phone.

"Why won't you let me to what I want for once?" She begged.

"Because! I spent my whole life working my butt off to provide for you and now look at you? You've basically become a stripper"

"Dad don't say that-"

"Well it's the truth."

Her father's words echoed in her ears. She felt helpless. She felt useless. She felt disgusted by herself.

"What was that?" Chan storms out the room. He was angry. It was obvious.

"Nothing-"

"What is wrong with you? What's your problem? You've been so moody all day and whenever we ask you what's wrong cause we know damn well we didn't do anything wrong, you start acting bratty,"

"Chan I was just trying to-"

"No, I don't want to hear it. You will go in there and apologize. Understood?"

"Chan! You never listen to me. Your always taking their side," she snapped at him.

"I know damn well you aren't talking to me like that. I've given you time and time again to come talk to me but you crush it off and decide to be a bitch to everyone. So don't even say I don't listen to you-"

"I'm not being a bitch, I just want to be alone,"

"Okay then be alone. Stop bringing everyone down just cause you can't deal with you problems, you better go apologize to everyone and you can head home," the tears in her eyes started to fall once he left.

Maybe she indeed was the problem. Maybe she needed to learn a way to cope with her feelings. Maybe she just needed to shut up.

She slowly took steps back into the studio and everyone turned to look at her.

"I'm sorry if I snapped at any of you, I won't do it again," her sobs were heard. They were so painful to hear that even Chan was so close to stopping her and pulling her into a hug. He felt so bad but he knew he had to stand on business.

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At first Chan thought that maybe her silent treatment would last a day or two but it dragged and it continued to drag till it was the 1 week stamp.

He grew worried because he wasn't not just talking to him but she wasn't talk at all. She would only say hello and then continue with her day. Not even taking to managers or staff.

She would just nod or say small thanks you's or goodbyes. It was almost like the fight he had with her shit her up completely and this was eating him up.

The stress of the VMA's performance coming up and having to deal with his members made everything 10x harder to cope with.

"She hasn't been eating," Changbin informs Chan who lets out a frustrated sigh. "Should I just talk to her? Maybe that'll fix things,"

"She's so mad, she won't talk to anyone. Even I.N," this caused Han and Changbin to gasp.

"They're like bestfriends, it's like they were never separated at birth. What do you mean he won't talk to her?" Han asked.

"He came to me in tears yesterday because he attempted to get her to talk but she shut him down immediately,"

"Then you're going to have to fix this Chan. She needs you even though she hasn't said it. Maybe it's something deeper than your fight,"

"I know that for certain Hyunjin but how can I talk to her when she keeps avoiding me and walking away,"

"Just go to the gardens," Felix suggested.

Chan hadn't thought about it and quickly gave a hug to Felix who he praised for a bit and run to the gardens.

There she was. Sat feeding ducklings. She had a soft smile on her face. Her cheekbones were becoming visible because of the lack of food and the stress of the shows coming up.

"Y/n?" He said while making his way to her. She remained still and quiet. Continuing to feed the ducks.

"Can we talk please?" Silence. "Look I'm sorry. I'm getting worried and you not being able to talk to me means that there's something deeper going on. Can you talk to me please? I'll shut up and listen."

"My dad," she sat up and looked over to him. Chan in disbelief after hearing her voice after so long. "My dad wants me to go back home,"

"What? What? He can't do that. We're a team. We're your family,"

"I never told you about him because of how toxic he is Chan, he won't leave me alone until I'm home. Where he can control me."

"But your legal and your on a contract-"

"He doesn't care Chan," she looked up at him. The tears in her eyes started to pour like rain. Chan's eyes soften as he grabbed her and pulled her into his arms.

"I won't let him take you. Over my dead body." Was all he said as she continued to sob.

"I'm so scared. I'm so sorry I didn't tell you Oppa,"

"Shhhh. It's okay my love. It's fine. You did now."

He continued to comfort her until she could calm down. A constant apology left her mouth. Chan didn't want an apology he just wanted to protect her and he knew the only way he could talk to her was if she had calmed down.

"Have you eaten?" He asked her knowing the answer. He just didn't want to make it seem like he was tracking her consumption.

"I'm not hungry," her face was squashed against his chest making the words come out a little muffled.

"You are. You've lost so much weight. Let's go buy you some ramen and we can talk okay? How does that sound?"

"That's okay Chan. I'm ready to talk."

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[straykidzstay]

Aquarium Date

This is a very short Han JisungXReader. Very sweet and fluffy thank you for all the support i love you guys!

“Ji you said five more minutes two hours ago!” you said this as you playful shook your boyfriend. “C'mon! You promised me.” he let out a sigh before he grabbed you and pulled you down next to him. 

“I have no clue what you're talking about.” he said this as he buried his face in your neck. 

“You said after you got back you'd take me to the aquarium.” saying this as you shifted in his grip to roll towards him. “You've been back for three weeks now.”

“There's no way it's been that long.” he said this huffing at you.

Raising an eyebrow at him, “you're not getting out of this one Hannie.” sighing in defeat as he kissed your forehead. 

“Fine. get ready fast before I change my mind.” squealing in excitement you rushed to get ready. “You're lucky I like you so much.” he smiled to himself as he got ready with you.

You and Jisung have been together for 10 months now. A big chunk of your relationship had been consumed with the most recent comeback. Due to that you two haven't talked much about your feelings. You both knew you had deep feelings for each other but both of you being nervous people neither of you have said i love you yet.

This had been killing Han all he wanted to do the whole time he was gone was tell you how much he loved and missed you. He held back because he didn't want to scare you off of course he constantly told you he missed you. The i love you part on the other hand was something he was scared to do. 

Standing at the door you smiled at him almost bouncing from your excitement. He knew he loved you, your smile made his day shit honestly his life. Joining hands the two of you walked happily to the aquarium. Lucky today was a slow day, not many people were there. Walking through the halls Jisung admired your amazement. 

“Hey, have you ever been here before Y/N?” he asked as watched you look at a small school of fish. Shaking your head no to busy observing the creatures in front of you. He walked up closer behind you as he was able to see your face and he was left breathless. The way the light from the tank lit up your face, they way your eyes were so focused on the small fish. At that moment he couldn't understand how he was so lucky to be in your presence.

Feeling watched you looked over slowly tilting your head slightly. “Everything okay Ji?” 

Your voice snapped him out of his thoughts and he smiled at you. “Perfect everything is perfect baby.” taking your hand in his he started walking to his favorite part of the aquarium. Walking through the double doors he led you to a small tunnel inside a tank. Your mouth hung open in amazement as you looked around at all the different fish.

Now standing in the middle of the tunnel you feel Han pull you closer to him. Looking at his face he was blushing as he looked into your eyes. “Can I tell you something?” He said this as he wrapped his arms around your waist.

Blushing at how close he was to you so suddenly you nodded shyly. “Always Ji.” 

“I love you Y/N.” Your face broke out in the biggest smile as you leaned up and kissed him sweetly.

“I love you too.”

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[thunderous-wolf]

Words: ~430 Pairing: JisungxReader Plot: FLUFF, implied friends to lovers, a little kissing, flirting

A/n: This is my first fic I've uploaded, so there may or may not be a few Grammer errors. Please do not translate or repost this aside from reblogging. I would love your feedback! Thanks for reading~

It was late on a Saturday night. You were at your best friend, Han Jisung's, binging anime while curled up on the couch wrapped in blankets. He was sitting on the couch across from you, eyes glued to the screen as if he hasn't watched this a thousand times. His brows were slightly creased in concentration, and his lips stuck out a little in a tiny pout. You couldn't help but smile at how cute he was.

You adored him. His laugh, his smile, his heart shaped adam's apple, his funny facial expressions, his everything. You got butterflies in your stomach just thinking about him. You didn't know when your feelings for him developed, but all the sudden they were there, and hitting you like a bus. You didn't know if he liked you as just a friend, or something more. All he needed to do was show you that he liked you too, and you would be by his side to the ends of the earth.

You turned your attention back to the TV to distract yourself from your aching heart. You didn't quite remember what was happening before you spaced out, and now you had no clue what was going on. You were too tired to try and figure out what was happening, so you just aimlessly watched as sleep began to overtake you. Soon enough, your eyes fluttered shut.

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You woke up to the sound of feet shuffling. You didn't need to open your eyes to know that Jisung had gotten up after falling asleep on the couch, presumably making his way to his room. His footsteps came closer, and you pretended to sleep so he would perhaps head back to the hallway to his room. He let out an amused, but fond huff. He picked up the blanket on the floor that you had kicked off in your slumber, and gently tucked you in while trying not to wake you.

"Sleep well, my Star." He quietly said, then pressed a kiss to your temple.

"You missed." You murmured.

"What?" He softly exclaimed, shocked at both your words, and the fact you were awake.

"You're supposed to aim for the lips. You missed." You said, slowly opening your eyes to look at him. A small smile spread across your lips at the blush that dusted his cheeks.

"I uh-" He started to mutter, but was quieted when your lips met his in a sweet kiss. He smiled and kissed you back, and at that moment, any doubts about your feelings for each other vanished.

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[chansmuffin]

Sober Plans | Two

in which a drunken idea to marry each other if all else fails, turns into a sober plan.

Genre: smut, fluff, angst

Pairing: jisungXfem!reader, felixXfem!reader

Word Count: 5.1k

mlist, one, two

“You’re the only one I’ve ever called princess.”

That night you stayed at Jisung’s, he wrapped his arms around you and covered you in his sheets that smelled just like him.

You couldn’t lie. This felt just like home to you and in that moment, you knew you made the right decision in marrying Jisung. He was home to you and it was that simple. You didn’t know why you never saw him like that before – well you knew why, you respected your friendship and put up boundaries. Although you couldn’t say you never crushed on him before – that would be a lie. You were young when you first liked Jisung, maybe seventeen at most but you got over it quick when he dated anyone but you. He never seemed remotely interested in you as a matter of fact so him marrying you still seemed odd. Seeing as how you’re the one that has the crush, the idea should have been yours not his. Even over the years when you got over your crush he still never seemed the slightest bit interested.

“What are you thinking about?” Jisung asked in your ear. Your legs were wrapped in his, his arms was around you and your head was tucked into his chest – the same way the two of you always slept together.

You hummed, “Just about the first time I had a crush on you.”

You heard him audibly gasp, “What? You never mentioned a crush on me before?”

“You were always dating someone. I never had the chance,” you admitted.

“When?” He prodded.

“We were like seventeen.”

He pulled you back to look at you, “You’re kidding, right?”

You raised a brow, “Why would I be?”

“I liked you too.”

In that moment, your heart dropped. You realized that your timing with Jisung had been off. The two of you could have been together already – has already fallen in love and been getting married out of said love instead of convenience. The idea made you kind of sad.

You were curious though, how he always seemed to still date even when he liked you, “You were always in a relationship though.”

He sighed, “You weren’t obtainable. Too good for me even. I’m sorry, princess. I should have recognized your feelings.”

“We’re here any how, aren’t we?”

And he nodded before whispering, “Can I kiss you again?” He asked so quietly you barley heard him, he seemed to have asked quietly as if maybe If you didn’t want it, you wouldn’t hear it.

You chuckled. “Jisung, you don’t have to ask. We’re engaged, goof.”

“Yeah, but we’re still friends and your consent is important.”

It made you smile how Jisung was always a gentleman to you and in that exact moment, you wanted nothing more than to thank him so you planted a gentle kiss against his lips and you felt him smile against your own.

“I love you and can’t wait to fall in love with you exactly the way we were meant to, princess.”

And you couldn’t wait to fall for him. You just hoped you did before he did because you weren’t known for falling in love and that scared you. The last thing you wanted was to break your best friends heart.

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It took a couple of days to get your lease situated and move into Jisung’s. You had a lot of stuff to downsize considering Jisung’s house was well furnished – thanks to you in the first place. You had been the one to help him shop and decorate when he moved out of your shared apartment after college. Of course he kept some of the stuff you had together so the house always felt like home to you. Shared blankets and pillows were strewn about the house. His room even always held some of your personal belongings since you were there so often. You were sure that alone ruined some of his flings.

Flings that would never matter now.

It will amazed you that a man like Jisung was really going to settle down – especially someone like you. You both were so eerily similar in your inability to date a single person at a time so you weren’t even sure the two of you were built for marriage – but again, you trusted Jisung. You trusted his judgement, so if he was ready to settle down with you, it was serious. Jisung took your friendship very seriously as well so there was no doubt in your mind that he would take care of you and your sensitive feelings. Maybe even more now that you were tied together by this pretty ring on your finger.

“You look so pretty in my bed dressed in my clothes,” Jisung said when he entered his room dressed in sweats and no shirt. Your eyes hugged his chest as if you’d never seen him naked before, and you noticed how utterly perfect he was in that moment. Almost immediately he caught you and smirked.

“You’ve seen me like this so many times before,” you said clearing your throat and looking away from him.

He joined you on his bed, crawling over to you and pinning you underneath him to the bed. “Never as my fiancé, though,” he leaned down and pressed a kiss to your lips, smiling when you kissed him back. “Have I ever told you that you had kissable lips?” He asked, gazing down at you.

You laughed, putting a hand on his bare chest. “It would have been weird if you did before, I’m sure.”

Shaking his head he pecked your lips again, “I’m so freaking lucky.”

“Speaking of lucky...” you trailed off, “When am I going to be lucky enough to marry you?” you wondered out loud.

He nuzzled into your neck, “As soon as possible. I'm just ready for our honeymoon.”

You hit him gently, “Jisung,” you scolded. Of course he thoughts were only about sex. Jisung was a simple man and you knew he was more than driven by sex. How else did you end up blowing him only two weeks into your engagement?

He pouted, “I was saying that because you’ll be my wife then. I wasn’t even thinking about sex, I swear,” he muttered against your skin.

“Liar,” you said calling him out, “You’re sex driven.”

“So are you,” he pushed, “You probably want it just as bad as I do.”

“That eager to fuck your best friend?” you teased.

“I haven’t gotten laid in like six months, give me a break,” he whined.

You rolled your eyes at the celling, “Marrying me for sex,” you continued teasing.

He pulled away, maneuvering on his palms so he could look at you, “That’s not it. Shut your mouth before I shut it for you. I’m marrying you because I love you, idiot.” And at that time, he had never sounded more sincere since you had known you. You could feel the love in his words.

“I love you too, now when are we getting married?” you asked impatiently.

“What about like three months from now, is that feasible?” he wondered.

You pursed your lips, “That might be pushing it. Everything will cost a lot more if we expedite it.”

He shrugged, “I’ll pay for everything, Princess, don’t you worry about cost. Let’s just do it in three months, I want to be married already.”

Was it too soon? Probably. Would you go along with it though? Yes.

You were letting JIsung lead everything so if he wanted to get married in less than a month, you’d go with it – even if you weren’t quite sure the two of you were ready for it. You trusted him. More than you trusted yourself.

You gasped suddenly, mind finding another path, “I have to find a dress.”

Jisung leaned back down, nuzzling into your neck, “Let's go tomorrow after work.”

“You’re not supposed to see the dress before the wedding, goof.”

“Were supposed to be in love before getting married, doofus,” he quipped.

“Touche.”

He pressed a kiss to your neck, making you shiver, “Why be traditional? We’re doing things backwards anyway.”

You tried to play off the fact that his kiss had such an effect on you but you knew he already noticed. He knew everything about you. Just like the fact that neck kisses turned you on extremely. “Okay, you can be there but my mom won’t be happy.”

He scoffed, “She loves me. It will be fine.”

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“Uh-uh. What’s he doing here?” your mother asked with a frown.

“He insisted,” you said.

“Jisung, I'm letting you marry my daughter the least you could do is respect tradition,” she said with a glare

“I'm sorry,” he pouted “I just want to see her in a beautiful dress.”

His pouting was enough because your mom let up. She looked at him with sad eyes, “Okay, I'll let you by with this but if her dad asks you weren't here.”

Jisung put his thumbs up, “Whatever you say mom.”

Your mom smiled at that, filling with joy at being called mom by Jisung. For years she was someone who was pushing you to be with him and for years you were fighting her telling her you were just friends. So now she was smug because she knew all along she would be right and somehow you would end up together. She wanted nothing more than to see you happy with Jisung.

This was your mother’s dream come true.

You were ushered into the bridal shop by your mom, Jisung following in tow. When your feet grazed the entrance you were amazed. The place was covered in white. Delicate white, bright white, outrageous white, you were surrounded by curtains of dresses cascading down around the edges of the store.

You were greeted immediately and led to pick some dresses which to your dismay, was nearly impossible. They said to pick five, start with five you really liked and they’d go from there but finding five in thousands of dresses was impossible.

It was up to Jisung and your mom as even though your fingers cradled the design on every dress you touched, you couldn’t settle on one single dress to try on.

Jisung picked one where your mom picked four and when you were whisked off to try them on, you stood in the dressing room staring at the intimidating fabric.

You were really getting married.

You tapped your feet anxiously as you stared at your mothers pick. Hearing an “You okay in there?” Startled you to pulling the thick fabric over your body and waiting for the attendant to tie the back for you.

Once the dress was on you stood in front of several mirrors and your mom and Jisung, shifting your weight from foot to foot.

“So?” You asked.

“Do you like it?” Your mom responded.

You pulled the fabric gently, “Um if you like it?”

You were sure what you were looking for here and you weren’t quite sure how to be a bride to be and it made your mom cross her arms over her chest.

“You’re supposed to fall in love,” she said with a sigh.

A smile made its way on Jisung’s lips, “You look beautiful,” he remarked.

You flushed, heat creeping up your neck. It felt odd to be the center of attention but yet, you were always the center of Jisung’s attention so then again, it wasn’t odd it was just new. It was new because now you belonged to him and you couldn’t help but thinking of how he would ultimately be the one ridding you of your wedding dress and the thought made you hot.

Your mom waved her hand, drawing your attention back, “It’s not the one. Try another one.”

You nodded, waiting for the attendant to help you unlace the back before you changed into the next much tighter fabric dress. It was smoother, almost a shiny material and had lace up the bodice. In theory it was a pretty dress and it was easily zipped up on your own but in practice, you felt trapped and unable to walk due to the way the bottom hugged your calves.

“Now that’s a dress!” Your mom exclaimed, “come come out, dear.”

You obliged, slowly shuffling your way out of the dressing room and into the middle. Seeing yourself in all the mirrors just further set in that this was not the dress. You felt stupid in it, as if you looked like someone who was trapped in a wedding dress.

Jisung watched you carefully before poking your moms shoulder, “She looks uncomfortable.”

And Jisung knew you. He knew every little thing about you.

Your mom shook her head, “You’re going to hate everything I picked and love what he picked, aren’t you?”

You smiled, shaking your head, “The next one is promising.”

But fuck, it wasn’t. As soon as you put it on, you felt swallowed whole. It was big and loud and everything you weren’t.

Your mom pouted when her final pick was a huge no and she pouted even more the second you stepped out in Jisung’s pick.

You stared at yourself in awe because damn, if that man knew you. The dress was perfect for you. Tight in the right places but loose in others. The details were utterly perfect. The way it cascaded down the dress accentuated all the good parts of your body and hid all the bad.

And if you weren’t mistaken, Jisung’s eyes were glistening with wet tears as he looked at you.

“Dammit Jisung, you can’t let me have this one thing,” your mother said, poking him back before noticing the tears eyed boy. “Are you crying already?”

“What?” He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, “No don’t be ridiculous.”

You stood there, for once not feeling awkward as you continued to stare at yourself. You looked… perfect. Jisung really hit the nail on the head.

If you had any doubt in marrying him, it was washed away in that moment. If out of thousands of dresses he could pick the one that had you in awe of yourself, he was the one. Not to mention, the dress had the perfect accents that went with your ring.

“Jisung,” you said quietly, “I think this is the one.”

“I think so too,” he sniffled.

And after ringing a ridiculous little bell to let everyone in the store know you found your dress, Jisung paid for the down payment and you had found your dress that easily. And it didn’t have to be tailored much which was great considering you and Jisung were in crunch time.

Finding the venue proved to be harder. To find somewhere that had an opening in three months was seeming impossible but you and Jisung didn’t give up. He was determined to marry you in the short time and part of you worried maybe he was rushing because he was afraid you would change your mind. You wouldn’t though, you were set on Han Jisung.

You finally found a beautiful outdoor venue though. One with a beautiful patio to marry on that was surrounded in flowers.

Jisung was so happy that day that he pushed you against the wall of the kitchen and kissed you.

“We’re really getting married,” he said giddily as he looked you deep in the eyes.

You gave him a look, “Of course we are.”

He kissed you again, this time softer. His lips gently caressing hours and making you smile. “For a moment it didn’t seem like it was going to happen.”

“It was always going to happen Jisung, just maybe not in three months.”

“Well now it’s working out, just the way I wanted,” he proclaimed, “we’re gonna be so happy. I promise.”

You pushed against his chest, “I don’t doubt it, goof.”

Over the next few weeks you did everything to prepare for the wedding but while you were excited, some of your friends and family didn’t share the same outlook.

“Aren’t you guys rushing into it?” Your maid of honor and one of your best friends asked one night on the phone.

You sighed, “We’ve know each other for nearly fourteen years. I don’t think so.”

“But how many of those have you been in love?” She pushed.

Pausing, you clenched your fists, “I love him, you know that.”

She breathed slowly into the phone, “I know that. I’m just being honest. I’m worried about you. I don’t think you should do this. Jisung is great but is he for you?”

“Jisung does everything I need. There’s no way he’s not for me.”

“I’m just-“

“Don’t be worried,” you stopped her. “If you don’t support the marriage, you don’t have to be involved in the wedding. I’m not backing out. I want to marry Jisung. I want to fall in love with him.”

“Y/N,” she started. “I’ll be involved,” she sighed. “I just want you to be smart.”

You closed your eyes, “I am being smart. Jisung is the smart option. He’s the… perfect choice for me. Please support us.”

“I’ll do my best,” she said, “but don’t come running when it doesn’t work out.”

“That won’t be necessary,” you said firmly and bid your fair wells.

In disbelief, you slammed your phone down. How did the one person you let so deep in your personal life not accept your and Jisung’s relationship. How did the one other person you cared about not see that Jisung was good for you? That Jisung was perfect for you.

You heard the door to the room creep open and you saw Jisung standing there, smiling and shifting his weight. He walked into the room, shutting the door behind him. He stared at you with intense eyes and a soft smile.

“How much did you hear?” You asked.

He advanced on you, joining you in bed and wrapping his arms around you. He pulled you into his chest, breathing softly, “There’s no way he’s not for me,” he said. “Heard everything after that.”

He pulled your chin up, and met your gaze before pressing his lips to yours. Once, twice and then three times before letting out the whiniest sigh. “You happy with my answers?”

He hummed and kissed you again, “Happy with you, unhappy with the best friend.”

“Mm,” you let out a small moan at the feeling of his lips on your neck, “Don’t worry about it. Nothing she said had any impact on me. I’m happy with where we’re going.”

One of his hands played with your hair, “I’m happy too, but care to make me happier?”

You raised a brow, “What can I do?” You’d do anything for him.

He grinned a toothy grin, “You could let me eat you out.”

Instantly, you flushed and stammered out, “W-What?”

“You heard me, beautiful. I told you I had to return the favor.”

You shook your head, “Jisung really, you don’t have to.”

He looked at you with an intensity that was borderline scary, “I want to,” he growled out, pulling you into a kiss once more, making you melt and your tense body loosen up with his lips. “Please don’t say no.”

He moaned against your lips as he pulled you even closer to him, your body flush with his. So close you could feel his growing erection. “Jisung,” you pulled away.

He knotted his brows together before easing them apart and watching your carefully, “Too far?” He questioned.

You shook your head, “No, Jisung. Just nervous.”

The corners of his lips turned and he smiled, “Princess, I’m going to make you feel good. Don’t be nervous.”

“Are you sure?”

He bit his lip, “I’m so fucking sure,” he leaned into your ear, breath tickling you, “I’d do so much more to you if you’d let me,” you shivered as he pressed a kiss to the hollow of your neck, “but one step at a time. I’m going to build you up with so much tension that you’ll beg for it princess.”

You moaned and gave him a nod in encouragement as he skillfully undressed you. When you were bare for him, he did a double take, glancing at every part of your body slowly. “I’ve seen you naked before but never like this,” he said in awe, “never when I’ve been allowed to really look.”

You squirmed, wanting to hide your body but Jisung grabbed your wrists, pinning them to your sides. “Sung,” you whined.

“Be prepared to say my name over and over, I’m going to make you cum so hard, my princess.”

Leaning down, he pressed soft kisses to each of your nipples, tongue gently darting out when his lips wrapped around the sensitive bud. Your back arched off the bed. Jisung knew you loved having your breasts played with and worshipped so he took his time kneading and running his tongue all over them. He also knew another thing about you and that was your love for being marked. He went from gently sucking to harshly sucking the skin around your nipples and collarbone, leaving purple marks in his wake.

He pulled away, admiring you, “You look so pretty marked by me, Princess.” He continued his assault, but this time marking you in more noticeable places as he murmured, “everyone will see you’re mine,” against your skin.

By the time he was done, you were drenched. You could feel the wetness sticking to your thighs and it made you self conscious. Jisung glared as you pressed your thighs closer together. He grabbed you by your knees, forcing your legs apart and making you whimper. He stared between your legs directly at your dripping heat and while you flushed with embarrassment, he let out the most throaty moan. Before he said anything, his finger shot out and collected some of your juices on his finger. He stared at you while he popped the finger in his mouth, lips wrapping devilishly around the digit. He groaned and you watched his Adam apple bob up and down as he swallowed.

“You’re divine,” he replied. “May I?”

You paused. Did you really want him to do this? You laughed inwardly, your body had already showed how bad it wanted Jisung. There was no way you could say no at this point. Jisung knew you wanted it. You knew you wanted it.

You nodded quickly and Jisung practically dove in between your legs. His tongue shot out, licking up your soaked slit and you felt the rumble in his chest send vibrations through your clit. He was slow at first, licking strips up and down you before his lips wrapped around your clit, sucking gently while his tongue massaged the underside of it.

He stopped sucking to press kisses to your clit, causing your body to convulse at the simple gesture. But you convulsed even harder when his tongue prodded your entrance, and you felt the muscle move in and out of you.

You were in bliss. Jisung knew just what your body asked for as he alternated where he paid attention to.

And then, he pulled the ultimate power move. The thing you remembered mentioning to him when he asked for tips on eating girls out.

He stuffed two fingers inside you while lapping his tongue over your clit. He fucked you with the digits, getting knuckle deep and curling his fingers around your g spot as if he was desperate. He groaned against you as you called out his name, becoming a moaning and shivering mess underneath him as he thrusted in and out of you.

God, you so desperately wanted it to be his big cock instead of his fingers but again, you knew there were boundaries. You guys were taking it slow and if you had all your cake at once you were going to get sick.

But maybe sick was worth it if you meant you’d get stuffed full of Jisung’s cock for the first time. Something you’d always secretly wondered how it would feel. He looked so pretty while he ate you out and it made you wonder how pretty he’d look while he fucked you.

Your thoughts just kept running on and on as you imagined it was him deep inside you instead of his fingers and before you knew it, you came hard on his fingers. Thrusting down into him as you came. Jisung pressed kisses to your inner thigh as you chanted out his name and rode out your high. His fingers were quick and ruthless as he didn’t let up even when you started to whimper.

Finally after you had stopped thrusting into him, Jisung removed his warm fingers and placed them between his lips, licking any excess of you off.

He sucked his fingers dry, watching you carefully as he did so.

“I’m so hard,” he growled as he climbed over you and pinned you to the bed, “Why are you so hot when you cum?”

You grinned and hummed as your shaking hands reached down to touch the bulge in his pants. His eyes rolled back before they closed and he allowed you to palm him a few times before grabbing your wrist and saying, “We should stop.”

You whined, “Can I make you cum?”

He looked startled, “What?”

“I know it’s too soon for sex. I know we’re not ready but can I at least make you cum or watch you do it?”

His eyes were wide as he stared at you. You knew he loved having his partner watch him get off on them. He had a thing for show and tell and you knew he wouldn’t be able to say no as he shook his head rapidly as if he was disappointed in you and took his pants off.

“Can I cum on that pretty cunt?” He asked as he gripped himself.

You licked your lips, watching him intently as his knuckles grew white. You nodded knowing full well that you had never skipped a day of birth control and were more than trusting of Jisung. And the thought of you dripping with his cum excited you.

Okay, so maybe you weren’t in love with Jisung yet but truth be told, you were attracted to him. You never realized how bad you’d want Jisung till you had a taste of him. Now you wanted it all. Love or not.

Fuck, he was going to become an addiction at this rate.

He fisted his cock as he positioned himself between your legs. You watched seriously while he thrusted into his hand and began to pump himself faster. He looked so fucking hot and the view got even better when he groaned and nearly tore his shirt off. You glanced at his abs, eyes lingering at the perfect sight before your eyes went back to his throbbing and angrily red cock. You looked at every detail of him. You’d memorize his cock if you had to so you could have something to think of when you needed to get off.

You couldn’t help but be jealous as he fucked his hand. You wanted so desperately for it to be your mouth or cunt that he was fucking but you just held onto the thought that the day was coming. Your wedding was less than two months away and there was no way Jisung was going to let you get out of the wedding night consummation.

He grunted, tugging hard and faster on his abused cock. He moaned out your name, causing you to tighten your thighs around him and nearly beg him just to stuff himself inside you. You clenched your fists. You needed to be good.

After several moments of enjoying the view of his hand tightening around him, he finally came in spurts, coating your seeping cunt with his cum as he let out a, “Fuck, Y/N.”

When he came down, he collapsed on top of you and nuzzled into your neck.

“I love you,” he mumbled but you knew it wasn’t the ‘I’m in love with you love’. “You’re so good for me.”

You ruffled his hair, feeling his cum drip down your body. “I love you too, Sungie. Can you believe in less than two months we’ll be married?”

He hummed, “Can you believe in less than two months I’ll be making you cum even harder?”

You flushed and gulped. You couldn’t fucking wait.

You almost laughed.

Who knew that you’d be so desperate to be fucked by your best friend?

“What?” He asked.

You shrugged, “Never thought I’d want to fuck you so bad,” you admitted.

He shivered, “Be very careful princess or we won’t make it to our wedding night. You know I wanna do this right.”

You smiled but you were covered in goose bumps, “Who knew we had this much chemistry? I feel very good with you, Jisung.”

“I told you I’d take care of you. Who better than your best friend? I know all of your needs better than any of the jokes you fucked with.”

“Pretty sure you made me cum harder.”

He scoffed, “I know I did. I never heard you this vocal.”

Obviously Jisung had heard you have sex before. The two of you had lived together for quite sometime you just were under the impression he never heard a thing because he never commented on it. You bit your lip, “Same goes for you.” And obviously you heard him have sex but you never heard him say someone’s name before. That seemed to have been reserved for you and the thought made your heart thump.

“You know I love sex, I’ve just never been so into it. With you, this,” he gestured to your body, “it’s like I’m doing everything for the first time again.”

“Really?”

He nodded and pulled away to look at you, searching your eyes before kissing you sweetly. “Really. I’m going to have to work on my stamina so I last more than two minutes the first time we have sex. I’m sure that’s going to feel like my first time all over again.”

You laughed, hitting his chest. “You give my body too much credit. I can’t be that different from your other lays.”

He grabbed your hand, caressing it, “You are. Do you understand that? You’re completely different, Princess.”

You raised a brow, “How?”

He looked at you, “You know one of my kinks is calling someone princess, right?”

You nodded as he leaned down and his lips brushed against your ear.

“You’re the only one I’ve ever called princess.”

And you shivered while you wondered, what the fuck that meant.

#skz smut #skz fanfic #han jisung fanfic #han jisung smut #skz angst #skz fluff #stray kids smut #han jisung fluff #han jisung series #jisung fanfic #Jisung series #skz series #stray kids series #stray kids fanfic #jisungxreader #han jisung x reader

[starlostjimin]

first date

Pairing: Han Jisungxreader Rating: PG if you squint Warnings/tags: One very minor suggestive joke Genre: Fluff Summary: Your first date with Jisung is coming to an end. Just a mini retelling of a dream I had awhile back.   WC: 396

     You're chatting amicably as he walks you home, fingers twined with yours, but he can't help but notice that you go silent as your apartment building, suddenly dark and foreboding, comes into view.

     "I had a really good time," he says slowly, awkwardness you hadn't heard since the first ten minutes of your date returning to his voice.

     You try to mask your disappointment at the night coming to an end, but you know it's nearly 1am already and you have to work in the morning.

     "I did too, Jisung. I'm, um, sorry I kept you out so late." You stop in front of your building and turn to face him as he laughs incredulously.

     "I'd keep you out later if we didn't both have to work at ass o'clock in the morning," he says as he steps towards you.

     You step back slowly until your lower back hits the low brick ledge that surrounds the building, your hand still clinging to his, pulling him with you. You think it impossible to tear your eyes from his honey brown ones. Suddenly, a flurry of movement and your hand is empty as Jisung's hands come up to cup your face and those eyes are suddenly much closer to your own.

     "What are you doing Friday?" he asks, his lips inches from yours.

     Before you can stop it, a response tumbles from your lips. "You, I hope." Your eyes widen and your cheeks flush, and you're about to stammer out an apology when his lips are on yours. They're warm and soft and everything you'd imagined, and you melt into the kiss that's over far too soon.

     "You can't just say things like that," Jisung says, "not when it's only Tuesday and I have to let you go home now."

     Your hand comes up to stroke through his soft blonde hair and you lean forward to brush your lips against his once more.

     "Text me when you get home safe," you say, bumping your forehead against his briefly before placing your hands on his chest and pushing gently, ducking to the side with a giggle as you dart around him to make it to your apartment door.

     "See you Friday," Jisung says.

     "See you Friday," you agree, knowing full well you'll be spending the next three days texting him enough to feel like the first date never ended.

#stray kids #stray kids fic #han jisung #han jisung fic #han jisung fluff #stray kids fanfic #han jisung fanfic #possumswrite

[foreverthesickestkidz]

DAILY TEXTS

pairings: han jisungxreader

warnings: it says “fuck me up daddy” once lol

request: n/a

summary: it’s rlly short. uhhh you’re fangirling sorta to your boyfriend about him

author’s note: ilysm - Persephone

masterlist | guidelines

#kpop #skz reactions #skz han #han fluff #han imagines #han jisung #skz stray kids #stray kids fluff #stray kids #skz imagines #skz scenarios #skz fluff #stray kids scenarios #stray kids imagines #stray kids fanfic #stray kids reactions #skz minho #skz bang chan #changbin #jeongin #i.n skz #kim seugmin #skz lee know #lee felix #hyunjin #woojin #skz texts #skz jyp #bangtan #bts

[spookidema]

Oh Deer!

Day 1 of Spooki Month

Han JisungXReader

Genre: Fluff

Summary: Halloween. One of the only days a year where it is socially accepted to chow down on sweets and watch horror movies late at night. Your one request was to watch them in onesies you and your boyfriend picked for each other.

Author Note: Howdy folks to catch up for Spooki Month. This was supposed to be posted yesterday at noon, but my mobile Tumblr app deleted this one and Day 2. I hope you enjoy and stay tuned for the days to come. Also let me know if you want to be tagged in the days to come. 

Tag: @alwayschoosechocolate​

"Jisung, hurry up. I wanna see what your onesie looks like before I change," you yelled knocking on the bathroom door at your boyfriend.

Today was Halloween and you somehow convinced you boyfriend to come home early to watch horror movies with you. Though it didn't take much convincing, you just had to say you would make homemade cheesecake and pick onesies for each other to cuddle in.

"Change into yours first and we can show each other at the same time, jagi,"he said through the door.

"But-but-but," you whined though you still grabbed the bag that held your onesie that he picked for you.

"No buts, babe," he chuckled.

You opened the bag and pulled out the onesie. You had picked a onesie that fit the nickname that his fans and brothers/group mates gave him based on his cheeks when he eats and his hyper energy. His was a squirrel, and from looking at his chose in onesies, he picked an animal as well.

The onesie was mostly brown with a white stomach and white spots on the back. It had a brown tail with a white underneath. It also had antlers. Oh lord He bought you a deer onesie.

You chuckled as you changed. It was slightly baggy, but that was how you liked most of your clothing.

"You good now," Jisung asked through the door.

"Yeah, come on in, bubs," you replied as the soft smile on your face turned into a wide goofy grin putting your hands on your hips.

The bathroom door swung open and walked out Jisung and his squirrel glory. He wore a bright smile as his eyes swept over your figure. His eyes held so much emotion. Love. Joy. His hair tasseled from him running his fingers through it since he got home. The squirrel onesie baggy making him look extra comfy.

"Hello deer," Jisung grinned.

"Hello squirrel," you replied grinning as well as walking toward him to give him a kiss. He pecked you on the lips wrapping his arms around your waist.

"We picked fitting outfits, dear," Jisung said swaying you both." Me a squirrel and you a deer."

"But why a deer for me," you questioned puzzled slightly.

Jisung grinned kissing your forehead.

"You are very dear to me,(Y/N)," he said letting you go and walking out of your bedroom.

You pulled a face though you were still grinning like a fool.

"That was freaking gross," you shouted after him causing him to cackle as you followed him out to start your spooky movie night.

#Han Jisung fanfic #stray kids fanfic #stray kids fluff #halloween time #spookidema

[hoodiehan]

Heights - Han Jisung Imagine

Synopsis: Despite his extreme fear of heights, Jisung proposes going to an amusement park to help you feel relaxed and happy. 

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: JisungxReader

Word count: 1490

A/N: Ah yes hello I have come out of writing hiatus to write this little drabble for Karen, @00hj​ . Happy birthday, Karen! I hope you have lots and lots of fun today! You deserve all the greatest and happy things in the world! Thank you for being such a wonderful and incredible friend, I LOVE YOU SO SO MUCH, HAVE THE GREATEST DAY EVER BUB!!

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"Gosh darn it," you groaned setting your laptop to the side as you stretch your legs out. This was the sixth time that you hit a roadblock on your essay that was due in approximately 2 hours, and you've only written about two paragraphs. The urge to say "to hell with it" and turn in a half-assed essay began to overcome you as the deadline became smaller. Procrastinating on such a large essay was not one of your smartest decisions.

“I hate writing these useless essays,” you grumbled sending sharp glares at your barely written paper. The stupid thing caused you too much stress. You didn’t need this in your life. You were a digital communications major, not an English major. So WHY on EARTH did your lame coding professor assign you to write a 7-page essay about the history of computers?

“You say something?” Jisung asked not even taking his eyes off of the music sheets in front of him.

“I SAID I HATED THIS ESSAY,” you raised your voice louder than necessary. The mouse of your computer was hovering over the submit button. Just what would happen if you said ‘screw it’ and pressed it with what you had written… You’d be free from the confines of the deadline but filled with regret… Submitting the essay didn’t seem like such a bad thought.

“Yeah well I hate getting writer’s block on music too but we all can’t get what we want!” Jisung threw his hands up into the hair and pushed his chair on wheels away from the table, rolling away from his work. Jisung lolled his head to look your way and examined the stressed look you had on your face.

“You know what we should do? We should go to an amusement park! We’re both clearly tired and overworked. I think that we both deserve some Fun Time!” Jisung’s proposition took you by surprise, causing you to accidentally click the submit button on the essay that you had only written 2 paragraphs for.

“J-Jisung! You idiot I just-" you couldn’t even finish your sentence because of the amount of shock you were in.

“What? What did I do?” Jisung frowned. He thought that his idea was pretty good. Both of you had been stuck in his studio for the entirety of the weekend, and frankly, he was tired of seeing the same four walls.

“My essay it was… it wasn’t finished and-” you looked up at Jisung with watery eyes, unable to form proper words.

“Well, you can finish your essay when we get back! Come on y/n, let’s get going!” Jisung was out the door before you could even reply. You stared at your laptop in dismay. You let out a heartbroken noise knowing that your grade was about to take a toll, but in the end, you got up to follow Jisung out the door. Might as well make the rest of the weekend before you went back to school on Monday to get an earful from your professor.

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Both of you had been at your local amusement park for the past 2 hours, but you had yet to go on any of the rides. Any ride that you asked to go on was shot down by some lame excuse on Jisung's part.

"The ride looks too dangerous, it doesn't have any seatbelts!" "I don't want to get wet." "That one always leaves me feeling nauseous." "Have you been on that ride? The feeling of your stomach dropping is the most disgusting feeling in the world."

The more excuses you heard, the more you wanted to ditch Jisung and go by yourself onto all the rides at the amusement park. Jisung was the one to suggest going to the gosh darn park, yet he wouldn't even go on any of the rides!

“Jisung, I want to go on this ride and I will not take 'no' for an answer." You stopped Jisung in front of the Viking ride and stood your ground.

“This? This ride?” Jisung questioned nervously, eyeing the ride that swung back and forth at a dangerous speed.

“Yes, this ride.”

“.. Are you sure?”

“I have never been surer in my life. I want. This one.” With every sentence, you stepped closer and closer towards the line for the ride. If Jisung said no the ride, you would surely leave him at the exit and go on it yourself.

Fortunately for you, Jisung said, “.. okay..” Yelping in delight you grabbed Jisung's hand and ran through the line before he could back out of his decision. Jisung would soon feel regret as he let you drag him around the amusement park for the rest of the day.

It was nearing the end of the day and you had yet to go on the ride that you were most excited for. The glorious, all mighty, fantastical ferris wheel. The entire day had been spent with Jisung, and you wanted to end it with your favorite ride ever.

When the two of you had finally sat down inside the ferris wheel cart, you immediately started knocking on the window in excitement trying to peer outside to get a glimpse from everything down below.

“Aww look at all the lights!” You exclaimed pointing out the window on Jisung’s side.

“Oh yeah, the lights look really pretty,” Jisung replied stiffly unable to look outside.

“How can you say that? You didn’t even look out,” You frowned. In order to appreciate the glorious beauty that was the outside world, one first had to fix their gaze on it in order to admire.  

“I don’t have to look outside to know that it looks pretty,” Jisung pressed his mouth closed, afraid to even take a peek at the height that you both were at.

You looked at Jisung with a confused expression, but once you saw how he was tightly holding onto the inside railing to the point that his knuckles were turning white, you began to realize why he was acting like this.

“Are you… afraid of heights?” You asked cracking a small smile.

“No,” Jisung sharply said. “What makes you say that?”

“Well, you’re sort of holding onto the seat for dear life.”

“I just really like this seating.”

“You won’t even look outside.”

“I don’t have to look outside when I can just look at you,” Jisung winked at you slyly.

“That was so cheesy, I want to punch you for that,” You said holding up a fist looking like you were about to actually hit him.

“Ah, no you can’t do that to the only person who loves and admires you!” Jisung flinched away holding his arms up to protect himself.

“You’re not the only person! I have lots!” You protested actually landing a slap onto Jisung’s shoulder this time.

“Yeah? Who else do you have then? Your sister doesn’t count!”

“I have Hyunjin! He’ll always be there for me,” you pouted.

“Hyunjin could technically love anyone in the world without a second thought. A stranger could go up to him and profess their love to him, and Hyunjin wouldn’t say a thing,” Jisung refuted trying to make your claim invalid.

“Hyunjin is a loving and kind friend nonetheless, and right now you’re not my friend,” you glared at Jisung feeling offended at his comments. The nerve that the kid had.

“I’m sorry, y/n. It’s just the truth though,” Jisung said placing a hand gingerly on your shoulder. To which you shrugged it off and faced away from him, giving him the cold shoulder and the silent treatment.

“Are you really that mad at me?”

Silence.

“Y/n,” Jisung whined poking your shoulder. “I didn’t mean it!”

A passive-aggressive glance was thrown over your shoulder.

“I know that you have a lot of friends! You have me too!”

Your stare remained outside the window and on the fairy lights that had been hung up.

“…I’m sorry?” Jisung said in a confused tone.

You pressed your lips together and cocked an eyebrow, still refusing to look at Jisung. But you knew that he had seen your expression. He knew what kind of words you wanted to hear.

“… I’ll buy you ramen,” Jisung mumbled staring at the ground and sliding his foot across the floor in front of him.

You immediately perked up at his offer, “Ramen and….?”

Jisung sighed in defeat knowing that his bank account was about to take a hit.

“Ramen and dumplings. With pastries afterward.”

“You could have just stopped at ramen and dumplings, but since you offered pastries too, alrighty! I forgive you!” You cheerfully said launching yourself onto Jisung to pull him into a hug. 

“Wait what I don’t have to buy you pastries afterward-"

“Now you do, come on let’s go get food!” You grabbed Jisung’s hand and tugged him away from the window and out the ferris wheel cart that had reached the ground.

"I should have just stopped myself at the dumplings," Jisung fussed letting you drag him around for the umpteenth time that day. In the end, Jisung was still satisfied with the opportunity to make you happy one last time before the day ended. Seeing you stuff a forkful of cake into your mouth made him feel better. Perhaps he was fine with going broke, as long as he was able to make you happy. But he also hoped that you would be the one to pay for his food the next time that you both went out to eat. 

#stray kids #han jisung #straykidznet #thekpopnetwork #straysunshinesnet #district9net #jisung #han #han jisung imagine #jisung imagine #imagine #imagines #happy birthday karen I LOVE YOU SO GOSH DARN MUCH #also when looking for a gif to add i tried looking for one of your gifs #but ultimately i found all of your gifs that weren't jisung ahh #but min's gif is also adorable af so let us appreciate jisung and min's gif ahehehe

[bubbleskz]

guidelines && how to!

hello hello! welcome to the guidlines and how to page! don’t ask me why it took so long to make this, i’ll just blame aesthetics lmao. anyways, i see you’re wanting to make a request so below are a couple of simple guidelines and how to’s for you to check out

after reading, click here to send your request in!

GUIDELINES

pls don’t make more than one request in the same ask. i write requests out of order, post them as they’re finished, and then answer the request with a link to the finished content. if you make multiple requests in the same ask i’d either have to go back to add in new links or wait to post whichever one i finished first. you’re more than welcome to send in as many req as you want, just do them seperately

that being said, please for the love of god dont send asks when req are closed. i’ll still have my inbox open, but pls don’t send in any requests. i’ll only close the requests if i really really really feel that i can’t take on any more, so please respect that. buuuut do keep chatting with me

as a writer and artist i’m open to a lot of things. that being said, i am still human. there is bound to be a request i dont like and i have more than enough right to choose not to write/create what you’ve asked me to. i won’t leave your ask unanswered unless i just haven’t gotten it. spare yourself the energy and don’t get upset when i don’t complete your request. i’ll 100% give you an explination for why i don’t feel comfortable doing it but save everyone the trouble and dont get upset about it

BLURBS, IMAGINES, ETC

requesting for written content is super super simple. all you’ve got to do send in which member you want it to be about and what you want the genre/plot to be. you can be as detailed or vague as you want. below are some examples, and remembe not to be afraid to make a more creative/complex request! note: i do not currently write memberXmember

hi! can i request a greek gods skz au?

vs 

greek gods au but no one knows the gods are actually the boys? set in modern day too

jisungXreader fluff

vs 

jisungXreader where they meet somewhere and have drasticaly different lifestyles? and jisung spends time trying to learn more about what the reader is into to win them over?

ICONS, HEADERS, LOCKSCREENS

requesting for graphics is a bit different. to do them i’ll need a member, colour, and theme. themes can be one worded or they can be full sentances, doesnt matter to me. now please note this: i have a specific style. for lockscreens i go for a more vintage/grungy look, most of my icons and headers i make are darker colours. this doesn’t mean i can’t do lighter ones i’ll just be slower with it. 

common things you’ll see in my edits are statues, text, bubbles, and all things vintage. if you dont want these things in your edit make sure you say so.otherwise they WILL be in the edit. if you don’t give me specifics, dont expect me to produce an edit the way you imagined. help me out so i can help you out. and please do specify which of the three you want, i’m more inclined to so lockscreens otherwise. below are some examples of requests and what type of product comes from them. note: lockscreens usually come in pairs.

han and bubbles?

can you do something based on those chan beach selfies?

hyunjin, red, grunge

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Sweet Angel 👼

The New Sequel

By: Bangchansgirlfriendsblog

My first sequel! I hope you guys like it🩷

Summary: Y/N’s mum and dad passed away in a car crash a few months ago and now she’s stuck with her brothers who happen to also be straykids. The fame and popularity starts getting to her and she starts losing herself. Chan is under the pressure of being a leader, boyfriend in a toxic relationship and now a new older brother while the others struggle to connect with their new little sister.

Part 1 :

Part 2:

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I have a request, you could pick which ever <3!! stray kids (idm the member) making a bet on the reader to get with them, stray kids comforting reader thinking they’re cheating but the reader isn’t. I’m

I saw someone else do this and it was so good, but your one of my favorite stray kids writer , but if your not wanting to I totally understand ><

- 🌷

Silly bet

Warning: None

Pairing: Han x reader

Summary: ^^

!kinda proof read!

Thank you for the request love ☺️

Hope you enjoy the story!

-🩷

**

It wasn't like I should have found out but the truth comes out at the end.

today was a long day at work. There was no lie there. Everything was so frustrating. The day started with my co-worker spilling coffee all over my brand new shoes, then losing the earring Han had just got me for our 2 year Anniversary and then lastly falling down and twisting my ankle when I was rushing down the stairs because my ignorant boss thought it would be "funny" to make me run with stacks of papers in my hand trying to see if I can make it for one side to the other. So yeah my day wasn't going great. At all.

"Han?" I call for my boyfriend but I hear no response. The house was quiet. Was he not home yet?

I put my shoes by the rack and limp over to our room to put everything away before I could start on dinner. All the rooms were dark and had no sign of human activity.

I put my bag down and changed into something more comfortable and head back out to the kitchen.

"What should I cook today?" The thought run through my head but after some time I just realized how tired I was so I just decided to order some Chinese. 

I grab my phone to call my boyfriend to see what he would want from the shop,

"Hey baby?" I say into the phone after he picks up after a few rings.

"Hey my love!" He beams. I could hear a few voices behind. The boys must be with him.

"I've had a long day, I don't think I'm going to cook." A sigh leaves my lips as I play with the collar of my...well his hoodie.

"Awe my love, do you want talk about it now or when I get back home?" His voice is laced with worry, I can hear it.

"When you get back home please, but don’t worry it’s not that bad," I explain to him knowing Han he would literally leave work at that moment just to come home.

"Okay…rehearsals are almost done anyways so I'll see you in like and hour yeah?"

"Okay but I'm ordering Chinese. What do you want? Should I get the usual?"

"Yeah let's do the usual yeah," I hear some laughter and a few screams which cause me to chuckle. “All of you shut up!”

"Okay I'll see you in a bit,"

"I love you,"

"I love you too baby doll,"

A small smile plays on my lips as I wait for him to hung up.

"Who was that?" I hear through the phone. My curiosity took the best of me. Plus he hadn't hanged up yet so I technically wasn't breaking boundaries?

"Just Y/n, she's had a long day at work," Han softly says and rummages through something probably in the studio. "I'm worried about her, she's been so stressed lately,"

"Dude I can't believe you’re actually in a 2 year relationship, remember how this all started?" The other voice says, it was hard to tell who is was.

"Chan, I still haven't told her about it and I don't think I ever will, it'll just ruin things," Han replies to him. What will ruin things? And what hasn't he told me yet?

Was he cheating? Is he doing something behind my back?

"I'm just saying Han, she was a stupid bet I don't think she'll really care if you tell her sooner rather than later. Plus your in LOVE for crying out loud. You guys have been together for 2 years! I don't think she'll care about a stupid bet,"

My body freezes as I listened in on the conversation even more. I was a bet? A bet? What the hell? I knew Han was out of my league when we first started to get to know eachother but I thought maybe he liked girls like me….i was wrong the whole time? I was just a bet?

"I know I know but it still feels wrong and she's been so stressed lately so no I don't think I'll ever tell her,"

I remain silent as a screeching sound runs through my ear. A bet? I was a bet….

I had no words literally and the constant voices were running through my head in all directions. Heartbroken was in understatement.

Nausea hits me really hard as the thought of my 2 year relationship was being based on a bet. 

"Anyways what time is it anyway, I need to get home to the wifey,"

The phone goes quiet until I hear Han's panicked voice. Probably realizing I was still on the phone.

"Y/n? You're still there?"

I small 'fuck' in the background made my Chan and whispers start to echo through the room.

"Y/n baby? Did you hear any of that?" He asks again. Panic was very visible in his voice. His breathing getting heavy.

"I was a bet?" Is the only thing I could say and ask. Nothing else could come out. My brain couldn’t scrape anything at all.

"No- I mean- baby- let me explain-" I hung up the phone and drop it to the ground. Everything was a lie.

My heart was aching with pain and the room seemed to become very very shaky.

A heavy breath leaves my mouth before a sob escapes. The vibrations make my body shake and the ground feeling like it was swallowing me.

The floor was cold and the room felt hot. The clothes in my bidy were slowly suffocaying me. i didnt know what to think or what to do.

My phone vibrates over and over. The picture of me and Han popping up with each ring. The feeling of throwing up coming now and again as I clutched my body trying to make sense of everything.

How could a person affect you so much Y/n? Han knew how much I loved him he knew how much I cared for him, if he really did love me why didn’t he just tell me? Why didn’t he just explain it to me?

My stomach started to hurt due to how hard I was crying. As each sob left my mouth a shiver went down my spine.

“Baby?!” A voice causes my neck to snap towards the direction of the door. The love of myself stood before me as he quickly shut the door and put his shoes away.

“Han?” My sore throat is able to make a sound but my voice is hoarse and breaking.

“Babe, don’t cry my love please?” He takes a few steps before he is right infront of me. His hands reach out but my body dodges his touch.

“How could you?” Was all I could say through sobs. “I thought you loved me..”

“I do love you mama, I really do. I just- we were just young and stupid. Please let me hold you. Please let me carry you onto the couch. You’re gonna get a cold.” His eyes are soft. His lips were plump and worry was painted all over his face. He was wearing a hoodie and some sweatpants with a beanie on his head.

I nod my head slowly and his hands work quickly . He pulls me into his embrace. His scent filling my nostrils.

“Are you okay?” He softly asks. I nod in response. It’s all I could do.

We were sat on the couch now. My knees were against my chest as I watched him move back and forth around the house before sitting down beside’s me.

“Can I please explain now?” He asks, “I hate seeing you like this my love. Look at me please?” I refuse to look at him. I was afraid that I would fold, I wouldn’t be strong.

He lets out a sigh before beginning, “Y/n the bet was stupid. The bet was almost 3 years ago my love you have to believe me when I say it only last a month before I noticed I was actually in love with you. I told the boys that I didn’t want the money and that I had fallen for you. They told me it was okay and that we would never have to speak about it again but guilt was eating me alive-“

“Then why did you just tell me?” I look at him looking for answers.

“I- I was so scared of losing you…” he pauses and takes a deep breath in before wiping the tears that threatened to fall from his eyes, “ You are my first love, my first everything, I didn’t want to lose you because of some stupid mistake,”

“Oh…but what about the trust? Has everything been a lie?”

“No no no no, you have to believe me there Y/n. That’s the only thing I haven’t told you. I swear, you know everything about me, more than the boys do-“

“Oh…” a silence falls upon us as I play with the promise ring he had given me when we had gone on vacation to Greece. He had gotten down on one knee when we were on the beach and I started to freak out thinking that he was going to propose but it was a relief when I heard his question. Don’t get me wrong I will marry him one day I just thought we were still too young to get married plus he has his career still building up. It was just horrible timing.

“It hurts, you know?” I break the silence.

“I know my love, please let me make it up to you? Don’t give up on me please. I was stupid and young and my action has no excuse but please forgive me. I love you with everything in me.”

A little sigh leaves my lips as I study his face. His hand was on my lap. The silence fell upon us again. The panic attack that had happened a few minutes ago had now died down.

“I- I forgive you Han but I don’t know maybe it’ll take time to fully forgive you for lying to me,”

“That’s totally okay my love,” a small smile plays on his lips, “I’ll wait for you but just know I really do love you okay? And your my everything,”

“I love you too Han, so much it hurts.”

**

#skz imagines #skz comfort #skz angst #skz x reader #skz drabbles #skz fluff #skz stay #skz x y/n #skz x you #stray kids drabbles #stray kids han #han x reader #han jisung #han jisungxreader

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Late night drinks

-Han

Warning: Alchohol, angst, fighting

Pairing: Han x reader

Summary: you wakeup to an absolute mess in the night time.

Look at me posting 3 times in a raw today, everyone say IYAHHHH!

**

The sound of glass breaking gets me up and sitting quick. Fear shooting up my spine as I look at the clock on the bedside table. My sweaty shaky hands reach out and turn it on.

3:45 it read.

What? Who was in our house at 3:45? Was Han finally back home? Ofcourse It was probably him. He better not be drunk or I'm going to lose my shit and he better have a good explanation to why his home at this hour!

My body lifts up to get out of the fluffy bed and put on my slippers that were sitting neatly by the bed side. I put on my glasses and turn on the light making my way to the kitchen.

"Fuck where is it?" I hear a familiar voice and I could finally let out a breath of relief. It was just Han. Home late. Drunk. Again.

"Han? Where have you been? It's 3 am. What are you even doing?" I squint my eyes as I try to assess what was happening.

My boyfriend turns around with a chopping board in his hand and some cheese in the other.

"Oh, hi baby. I-I thought I could make us some pizza! I went with the boys bawling too!" He slurs while doing a little happy dance. The smell of strong alchohol hitting my nose as he tried to lean in and kiss me but I dodge.

He could barely walk or even talk.

I analyze his figure. His hair messy, eyes red, wearing a hoodie and some sweatpants, shoes on and glasses on.

"Weren't you at practice? Why are you drunk Han? This is the fourth time this week babe. What is going on with you?" I complain and grab the broom to clean up the broken glass on the floor. "And give me this. You need to go to bed Han."

It was no doubt he knew how disappointed I was in him. He stands there swaying as I grab the stuff out of his hands and he pouts.

"Heyy!!! Why are you killing the pizza party." He whines and stumbles to grab them back.

"Han I'm not joking around! Go to bed- ow!" I yelp and let's go of the grater he was fighting to get out of my hand.

"You cut me Han. Ugh" I groan in pain and see the deep cut ooze blood. He drops the grater starting to panic.

"Oh no..Han didn't mean to heart Angel. Here let Han help" he tries to grab my hand and I move to the side to avoid him making the situation worse.

The anger and frustration that I felt was unbelievable. His behavior was getting out of hand.

I missed the old him.

"Han go to bed! Your being a menace and your being an alchoholic! I don't even know who you are anymore." I snap at him and push him back making him to stumble and fall to the ground on his bum.

He sits there shock. Eyes filling with tears. I was washing away the blood and trying to get it to stop bleeding. The wound starting to sting.

"I-I'm sorry, I promise. I'm not an alchoholic. Works just hard. I didn't mean to disappoint you." He sniffles and lets out a tiny sob before getting up and stumbling into our shared room.

I sigh feeling guilty at snapping at him. My heart aching at his tears that were slowly falling.

"What am I going to do with you Han jisung?" The guilt eating me up as I hear him stumbling around the room probably trying to get into the shower or something.

I look at the cheese on the floor and the grater that was probably broken and sigh. Grabbing all the stuff and fixing him a plate of food. I know he was starving.

After 30 minutes I decide to go check on the boy.

"Are you done getting ready for bed?" I ask him softly. He was now wrapped in blankets and his hair was wet.

The dim lighting in the room reflected off of his glassy tanned skin.

"Mhm" he says and sniffles.

"Look what I got you." I say trying to lighten up the mood.

He doesn't move so I set the plate on the bed and pull the blankets and he lets out a tiny whine. I pout at his tired figure.

"Ramen!" I say enthusiastically.

"I don't want food anymore." He slurs and lays back down.

I frown again and furrow my eyebrows. I need to talk to him, to atleast get some explanation of why he was going this to himself.

"Han, my love. Talk to me please? Tell me what's been going on" I finally sigh and sit besides him obviously giving up on feeding him the ramen.

"Work is so hard Y/nie…Too many steps. Too many words. My body...aches. Too many managers. Too many...cameras. I wanna stay with you but i can't I have to work and come home late and watch you sleep. Do you even love me anymore?"

I coo at how cute he is. Laying in the soft fluffy duvet, smelling like strawberry and mint. I lay a kiss on his forehead before wiping his tears.

"I love you more than words ever explain. Hannie if your so overwhelmed, drinking doesn't solve anything, it makes everything worse, it makes your body tired. It makes you feel sick all the time. Plus come back season is almost over and you'll be having the one month long vacation and we'll travel and do cringe couple things and I'll cook you dinner in the evening and we can go on hikes. We can even watch that one anime I hate!" I say playing with his hair and he lets out a tiny chuckle.

My heart flutters at his laugh. God that laugh I love so much.

"I know work is depressing, it's tiring but remember what you do it for. You love singing, you love your fans, you love touring. You love making music. There's ups and downs Jagiya. Don't forget that but the way you react to the situation is what matters. Okay? So don't be sad my little prince." I straddle his lap and his hands go on my waist pulling me closer to him. Leaving tiny kisses on my neck.

“I’m sorry baby, I-if I wasn’t so drunk right now I’d probably do the most romantic thing ever,” he sniffles and slurs. His words coming out slower and slower. "I love you sunshine. So much okay? And one day I'm going to marry you and we'll have 20 kids-"

I poke his cheek and giggle at his little comment. The atmosphere now feeling way better than before.

"20?! Oh hell no!! Unless you're carrying all of them." I tease.

"Fine we can settle with 8" he argues back

"You're so carrying all those 8!" I poke out my tongue and he chuckles. His eyes twinkle.

"I'm going to change and stop, I don't want to lose you. I promise this is the last time you’re seeing me in the state okay?"

"I don't want to lose you either Jagiya plus I'm here forever so you won't ever lose me. Promise me you'll hang in there until break? And if you need a distraction we can go wherever you would like for a little break."

"That sounds perfect."

"Oh and also your no having some of my ramen now! How dare you go out without me!" I poke my tongue out and grab the plate before he can.

He frowns but then smirks when he pins me down gently And grabs the plate from my hand.

"Never forget how strong I am."

“Boo you whore!”

**

I was so hangover today morning I thought I was going to die. Anyways 😒

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MASTERLIST: -Jisung

Late night drinks:

Silly bet:

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Hey everyone!

I'm taking in requests now.

So if you have any requests you can just put yours in! :)

I mainly do angst and fluffs. Im not really good at smuts but I can try lol! 😂

So hit my line up :))

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Okay what angst should I do next??🤔

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anniversary pt.2

you come home to your boyfriend on your anniversary but are surprised when his gift to you turns out to be none other than Han Jisung.

Genre: smut | boyfriend!chan

Pairing: chanxfem!reader jisungXfem!reader

Word Count: 2.5k

m.list

pt.1

♡ ♡ ♡

Before you could even process being pushed into Jisung’s apartment, you were slammed against the back of his door, his mouth attacking yours with fever. His hands racked over your body, trying to imprint every body part with his touch. He touched you exactly the way you imagined he would considering this was the only chance he had to touch you.

His mouth found its way to your neck, sucking on the delicate skin just above your collarbone. “You going to go home covered in my marks?” he cooed. “You don’t care if Chan see’s you like this, do you?”

You shook your head, just happy to have his constant attention as he marked your neck up. Attention from Jisung is what you had desperately needed lately and you weren’t sure how to get what you needed from him.

“Talk to me, kitten. You like the idea of going home covered in my marks? You sure you can handle looking at them for weeks without thinking of me?”

His hand connected with your bare and leaking cunt while you moaned at his words, feeling your head start to spin. Jisung’s teeth ran across your collarbone, softly sucking the skin while he went. Pushing a finger inside you, he moaned at your warmth. “So wet for me,” he mewled. With his finger curled inside you, he pushed one of your legs up and around his waist as he continued thrusting inside you. You couldn’t help but contract around him as he did so.

“Please kiss me,” you begged.

He smiled at you, thrusting another finger inside of you and obeying your request. His lips were on yours again, tongue playing with yours almost instantly. He felt so warm, so sweet, and so right. You weren’t sure you even remembered what day it was at that point because Jisung was taking you so high off the ground.

“That’s it,” he moaned, “Dress off, now. I want to see what Chan gets to see.”

He removed his fingers from you and stood back to watch you lift your dress over your head almost instantly at his words. You felt slightly self-conscious as you always did with Chan but Jisung groaned and palmed himself over his pants and that was enough to reassure you.

You stood there naked for several moments in silence, waiting for what was coming next when Jisung swept you off your feet and wrapped your naked legs around his body, your core’s wetness surely leaving a stain on his clothes. He carried you all the way to his kitchen before placing you on one of the countertops, the cold stone underneath your ass sending a chill through your body.

“What are you doing?” You giggled.

He looked at you as if he was going to devour you, “I want to have you in every inch of this apartment so when I look around all I think of is this moment.”

“I don’t think your roommate will like that,” you teased.

He bent down so he was eye level with your core. “No, he’ll just be jealous It wasn’t him making you cum.”

Before you could respond, his lips wrapped around your clit, sending jolts of pleasure through your body as he hummed against you.

“Time for my dessert,” he growled into you.

He lapped his tongue out, collecting some of your juice on his tongue before thrusting a finger inside you while he flattened his tongue against your clit and ate you out like a man starved.

While Chan would make you beg and plead before cumming, Jisung was coaxing it out of you, making you cum on his tongue at least twice before he looked up at you with wet lips and a sparkle in his eyes. “Good girl,” he hummed. You had waited to be scolded for cumming without consent but Jisung wasn’t Chan and in that moment, it was nice because you didn’t think you could handle whatever punishment Jisung were to give out. You needed him tonight and if you were denied that you thought you would just combust.

You watched as he licked his lips, collecting your juices on his tongue and groaning as he did so. “You’re so sweet, kitten.”

He pulled away, standing to look at you eye level as you purred, “My turn?”

He bit his lip, “Sure, baby.”

Jisung walked you over to the couch, your legs wobbling as you went. He sat down on the couch, legs spread as he did so as he gestured for you to come in front of him. Grabbing his pants and tugging, you let his cock free, groaning at the sight considering you hadn’t really got to see him when you fucked in his car. He was rock hard, and your mouth watered at the sight. He had one long vein wrapping around his member and you licked your lips. You reached out to touch him, and your hand looked so small in comparison to his cock that the thought sent shivers through you. You couldn’t wait to be beneath him in his bed.

You wanted Jisung, over and over and seeing him half-naked solidified it. He was devastatingly perfect. Your heart started to flip.

You jerked your hand up and down a couple times, watching as Jisung melted and his head rolled back, falling against the couch.

Leaning down, you took his tip in your mouth, swirling your tongue and collected the precum that had spilled out. He groaned at this and grabbed the roots of your hair, his fingers splaying out among the strands. He held tight while you sunk lower, taking him further in your mouth and coating him with your spit. You bobbed up and down, taking him as deep as you could, gagging around him and making his fingers thread around your locks.

Your name spilled from his lips like a chant as you took him in, flattening your tongue as hard as you could while your lips teetered dangerously close to his pubic bone.  He stretched out your throat so nice that you couldn’t wait to feel him really stretching you out again. You couldn’t wait for him to be in control. You needed this – to be owned by him even if only for the night. You wanted to be Jisung’s so badly in the moment.

He tugged at your hair, indicating that that was enough as he growled at you, “That’s enough. Get up here.” And when you stood, he was up in a moment, taking his shirt off to join you fully in the nude and fuck, if he had a good body. He was perfect in every way and all you wanted to do was cascade your hands down his body like the piece of art he was.

You could kiss your fingers at the sight and you nearly did.  

“Stare any harder and you’re going to burn a hole through me,” he teased. “You like what you see?”

You nodded but that wasn’t enough for him.  

“I asked if you liked what you saw. Answer me.”

“Yes, Jisung I- fuck,” you watched as he fisted a hand over his cock, “I like what I see.”

He stepped forward, lifting you bridal style, “Imprint it in your mind then. I don’t want you ever forgetting.”

He carried you swiftly to his bedroom.  Throwing your naked body on his bed before climbing over you and pressing kisses to your hips.  He breathed you in, inhaling your scent, once, twice and then three times before groaning and telling you to, “Bend the fuck over.”

You did as you were told, smiling when you got a gentle smack to your ass in encouragement. He adjusted your body, spreading your legs wider before two fingers entered you. The squelching would have been embarrassing had you not been so turned on. He pressed gentle kisses to each of your cheeks as he fingered you, one of his hands even going up to grab your breast, molding it in his hand.

“I’m gonna wreck you, kitten,” he purred, “Chan will have no idea who you are when you get home.” And his fingers were out of you and in place was his solid cock, pressed deep inside you and against your cervix in a heart beat. You whined at the stretch he was providing your cunt with.  He fit so perfectly and you took him so well. It was like Han Jisung was made for you and it made your heart squeeze with excitement. In that moment, all you could think was his name and all you could see was his black satin sheets that were underneath you. He thrusted hard and fast, rubbing your ass and giving it a few smacks here and there. When he wasn’t smacking you, he was rubbing your clit bringing you closer and closer to oblivion each time until you’d successfully cum over his cock three times.  

His moans became more needy the closer he got so you begged for it, “Jisung please cum in me. Please. I need it.” You just needed to milk his cock all night.

You felt him shake in a way that appeared to be a no until he flipped you over and put you on your back so you could see him. All of him. He was perfect and so delightful when he was was whining your name. He came down to your level, crushing his lips against yours as you finally felt his cum striking out into you and coating your walls with the fluid. You moaned as he cried out your name, feeling absolutely fucked as he slowly removed his member from you and then fell into your arms. You held him tightly to your chest, begging to remember this feeling for days on end. It was a weird emotion what you felt but it couldn’t be explained by anything other than fullness. You heart felt so full. You thought your loved Chan so much that nothing was left but here you were, Jisung in your arms while you pined over the thought of the other man you loved.  

Oh god were you fucked.

Jisung after several moments, pulled away before smiling and dragging you to shower with him. It was mostly innocent with the intent to get clean but he couldn’t help but finger you against the shower wall and you couldn’t help but to fall to yours knees for him.  

When you finally got done and both of you were tired, you hopped out of the shower and into the cold abyss that was his bathroom. You caught yourself staring at the two of you in the mirror, smiling as you noticed that marks covering your body and the marks on his neck.  

“Baby?” He asked tenderly as he wrapped a towel around you. You looked up into his sparkling dark eyes, “did you want to go home?”

Panic flashed over your face as you realized you weren’t ready for this to end yet. You looked at him with wide eyes, “Can I stay?”

And a large smile plastered its way on his face, “Of course baby. Come on. Let’s go to bed.”

And you slept soundlessly with his arms wrapped around you.  

The morning, was hard.

The idea of leaving Jisung after that night was heart breaking, but you knew you needed to return to your boyfriend who was probably dying to dominate you and have his relief.  

“Y/N,” Jisung called softly.

You shifted over so you could see him. “Jisung?”

“I think that was a bad idea,” he sighed.

Your cheeks flushed, “I’m sorry.” You felt bad, as if it was your idea. It felt like you did it to yourself and you had no one to blame when you felt empty from the lack of Han Jisung. A man you hadn’t realized you needed until he had his cock deep inside you.

“It’s not your fault. It’s mine,” he groaned, touching a hand to your cheek “Now I’m even more into you. I’m fucked.”

“Jisung,” you whined we you flushed a shade darker. “You don’t mean it.”

A breath slowly escaped his lips. “I do. I really like you Y/N. I don’t know how I can go on after this without constantly thinking of you. Do you know what I mean?”

And you nodded because you definitely knew what he meant. You loved Chan. Fucking loved Chan but this with Jisung, was different. You liked him so much and while you were faithful to Chan and couldn’t live without him, you were drawn to Jisung. You couldn’t stay away from him even before sleeping together and now you had no idea how to stay away now. How not to be touched by him. How not to want to be touched by him. Chan truly didn’t realize the extent of your feelings and you guess you didn’t either till now but yeah, you were fucked.

How would you tell your boyfriend of four years that he wasn’t the only man you wanted anymore? Would he leave you? The thought made you want to cry, you couldn’t - wouldn’t live without Chan.  

But now, now you needed Jisung too.

And it seemed Jisung needed you too. Both of you stared at each other as the sun shined through his blinds and when he drew you in closer to him, you tucked yourself into him. 

“Do you really have to go home to him?” he whispered.

“Yeah.”

“Fuck.”

“Did he know?” you asked.

“Hmm?” Jisung hummed.

Biting your lip, you let out a shaky breath, “That you like me too.”

He nodded against you, “Yeah. I told him a while ago. He’s my best friend. I’ve felt so guilty about harboring feelings for you but he wasn’t mad - he was interested. But I don’t think he realized - fuck, I don’t think I realized how stupid this would be. Sex is just sex until you have feelings for someone.”

“He should have just got me a normal gift,” you sighed.

Jisung laughed half-heartedly, “Yeah.”

“Jisung?”

“Yes, baby?”

“I’m sorry this has to end here. I really, uh, I really like you,” and you couldn’t help but let a tear fall. You really fucking liked Jisung and it made you emotional and torn. You wouldn’t leave Chan for him because you belonged to Chan. If you had a soulmate, it would be Chan but now, it was starting to feel like Jisung was another puzzle piece that nuzzled into you across from where Chan nuzzled.

But it was wrong. You already had a man. You couldn’t devote yourself to Jisung and it fucking hurt. You wished you could devote yourself to him. Maybe, maybe in another life.

“Are you crying?” he asked, feeling a tear that had fallen on his naked chest.

You shook your head but he lifted your chin so you were looking at him.

His brows furrowed, “I’m so sorry I agreed to this. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

Wiping your eyes, you tried to smile, “I agreed too. It’s my fault for having feelings for you. I knew better.”

He pressed a kiss to your forehead, “Don’t feel bad for your feelings. You did nothing wrong.”

“I just don’t know how we can ever be normal now - how will I ever get over you?”

He gave you a look, “I was just thinking the same thing.”

Getting over Jisung would kill you and you just prayed that going home to Chan would make you come to your senses.

You didn’t need Jisung... right?

Right?

Right.

You didn’t need Jisung...

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So why did it feel like you needed Jisung?  

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