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matryosika · 3 years

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shoot me, chapter IV

pairing — changbin x reader

rating — 18+

genre of the overall series — smut, angst, fluff if you squint

prologue chapter I chapter II chapter III chapter IV

word count for this chapter — 4.5 k

warnings — masochism, choking, thigh riding, marking, humilliation, daddy kink, mild praising, kind of harddom!changbin, unprotected sex, creampie, mentions of ownership and possessiveness... i think that's it!

note — i have so many ideas in my head that i think i'm failing to land on this series but today i decided to change the dynamic of the chapter a little bit and make the first part of it from changbin's kind-of-perspective so you could understand what's going on behind the actions of the man himself. the whole chapter is filthy smut honestly, i hope you enjoy it tho!

taglist: @cozyblues @ahgasearmyfan @binnie-m00n @minaamhh

[12:17 a.m. Changbin]

i don't think we should to that again

it was a mistake

i just needed to vent but honestly, getting with you can really damage my future and that's not something i'm willing to jeopardize for sex.

the dark-haired man held his phone to his chest as he thought about the words of the message that he just sent you.

it wasn't a lie though, the fact that he was afraid to fuck up his future for a night of sex, but his insides were on fire everytime he was near you, his soul aching for the same thing his mind wanted.

before you could even reply his dry messages, changbin got on his car and drove all the way to his place, contemplating on whether he should have a drink or two to try and deal with the mess of the decisions he was making.

he knew it wasn't going to be easy to have self-control around you specially because he was doomed to see you almost on a daily basis at arthur's house or the company, that being the main reason behind why he decided to send that message: because he didn't wanted things to get uncomfortable at places where the two of you should act like a couple of good friends, and nothing more.

he didn't went to your place because he needed to vent or fix his sexual frustrations with your body; he went there because, after the night of the bar, he couldn't forget the image of you as a goddess. he couldn't forget your taste, your skin, the way your hips involuntarily grinded while he was eating you out, your body following every order he gave you as if your only purpose in life was to satisfy him.

and as the days passed by, it was harder and harder for him to repress the idea of you in his bed. him owning your body, fucking you countless days and nights. the more he got the know you, the more his desires increased; even when you were talking about your childhood memories at seoul with changbin's parents in an attempt to try and avoid any kind of conversation with him, he couldn't stop thinking how attractive you were to his eyes.

Changbin's perspective

[9:54 p.m. Changbin]

i'm here

don't take too long

changbin rested his whole body weight on the drivers seat, ready to wait for -at least- another 15 minutes to be able to drive to chan's house. he was certain you were going to be there as ryujin told chan, and chan told him.

he knew all along that he wanted to have you in any way, but he also knew that his pride wouldn't allow him to make the first move after he was the one who cutted any kind of sexual ties between the two of you.

after 2 minutes, and for changbin's surprise, soyeon didn't took any longer to appear at the lobby of her complex, waving goodbye at the doorman.

"you didn't took long" changbin said, waiting for her to get inside the car.

"you were the one who made me wait" soyeon replied, getting comfortable at the car's seat.

"yeah i had things to do" the man replied as he started to drive towards chan's party that wasn't too far from the place he was at now. soyeon was changbin's best friend since highschool, something strange because he was never too fond of hanging out with women in a way that wasn't entirely sexual.

"so" the blonde one mumbled "you do realize that this plan is pathetic?"

changbin scoffed as his eyes were fixed on the road "if you don't want to help me just say so"

"it's not that" she replied "it's just that is ten times easier to just approach her than to try and make her jealous just to see if she approaches you first. not only is easier but more... mature"

"do you really want to talk about maturity, soyeon?" changbin teased "that's bold coming from the girl who breaks up with her partner every 3 weeks and then gets back together"

"you don't have to be mean" she pouted, giving changbin a soft hit on his arm. "i'm trying my best"

changbin exhaled harshly as he was looking for a place to park his car. "you don't have to do anything, just act like you are with me"

"you are so lame" soyeon said, getting ready to leave the car as changbin finished parking "i really hope she is with another man too so you can cut the crap and act like a man your age"

"whatever"

changbin left the car and opened the door for the girl to get out too. the party had started, at least, 2 hours ago so he knew he was late and everyone else was probably drunk already. not that he cared though.

soyeon entered the house grabbing changbin's left arm, her eyes dancing around the crowded living room trying to catch a glimpse of the girl that was making changbin act like a highschooler. "it would be very useful if you told me how the fuck does she looks like" she screamed, squirming and dodging the drunk people that were dancing around in the living room.

"don't act too obvious" changbin muttered in her ear "i'm not even sure she is still here, she probably left.

changbin and soyeon walked further into the house as they greeted chan and the rest of the boys, congratulating jeongin on his birthday who was too drunk to even reply.

"there's alcohol in the kitchen and the courtyard, if you want to start there" chan said, ryujin gripping his arm while she ocasionally stumbled on her place.

"you got a girlfriend?" ryujin asked without remorse, pointing at soyeon with her index finger "jesus christ i knew you were a dick"

soyeon looked at her and then at changbin, unsure of what to reply or say. not that she needed to, since ryujin started talking again right after she insulted changbin.

"i'm glad i was smart enough to convince y/n to come to this party, at least she met a man who is going to-"

"okay that's enough" chan said, him being a little more lucid than her. "she is drunk, i'm sorry"

"no worries" soyeon said, watching how chan and ryujin dissapeared into the crowd of people.

"do they know about your little obsession with her?" the blonde one asked, changbin's eyes scanning the whole room.

"i just told chan that i wanted to fuck her, i guess y/n told her the whole story to chan's date. it is her bestfriend, apparently"

"oh"

changbin and soyeon walked to the kitchen to grab a drink, since it was closer than the courtyard. after a few minutes, the search for you was usuccesful and changbin came to the conclusion that you probably left earlier with the mysterious man ryujin said.

"well, pathetic boy" soyeon mumbled "you are already here, you might as well have a little of fun, take a girl home... i don't know what you straight people do" she extended her hand to him, inviting changbin to join her at the courtyard for a dance.

as she guided him through the living room and into the patio, changbin's body was quick to react when she saw you with jisung. his whole body tensed up, making sure to grab soyeon as close as he could to pretend that he wasn't alone.

"hey man i'm not-" soyeon reproached as changbin's hand traveled to her waist, his body pressing against hers. she directed his gaze as to where changbin's eyes were fixed and it took her a lot of self-control to not start bursting of laughter. "fuck changbin, you have good taste"

"shut up" y/n was now looking directly at changbin and his partner while she danced against jisung's body. changbin couldn't see his face, but he knew immediatly who he was by the undercut and clothes the man was wearing.

"seems like my pleas were answered" his bestfriend whispered, getting more into the role of a straight-girl-crazy-about-changbin character as she rested her head on his shoulder. "better luck the next time i guess"

y/n eyes drifted away from changbin's as she turned around to stop facing the couple. her back was now against jisung's chest, her ass grinding on him slowly as the song progressed.

"this is so funny"

but it wasn't funny for changbin, his whole body ablazing because of the anger and jealousy he was feeling. watching you dance with another man was exactly what was needed for him to confront his pride, as the only thing he could think of was to drag you out of the party and fuck you mercilessly until the only thing you could remember was his name.

just a few seconds later, the image he was fearing the most was now presenting itself in front of his eyes. your sweet lips dancing around jisung's as his hands were resting on your waist eager to travel to other places.

"i think i saw hyunjin inside" soyeon mumbled, escaping the unpleaseant (but funny) scene of his best friend going completely jealous over a girl.

changbin needed to do something, and he needed to do it now.

y/n perspective

"please ruin me" you whispered, your soul immersed in arousal, guilt and regret.

"you shouldn't have said that, y/n" changbin growled as he gripped your hair to pull you in for a kiss. the touch of his hands burned on your skin deliciously, feeling the electricity traveling through your veins and into your core. the kiss was rough, and you couldn't help but whimper as you felt the fabric of his clothes against your naked skin, reminding you of how good it felt to be vulnerable in front of him.

his lips went from yours to your neck really quick, peppering kisses on the surface as he licked and sucked on the exposed skin. "if i'm going too far, you can stop me anytime" he exhaled, his teeth picking up the skin under your jawline softly.

you nodded as he worked on your neck, getting soft moans and cries out of you.

"can i please mark you?" he asked, with a broken voice as if he was running out of air, desperate to continue exploring your body. marking. the idea of being covered in faint bruises because of him only contributed to your arousal even more.

"go ahead" you moan "make sure they are visible enough"

changbin smirked against your neck as his grasp on your ass got harder. you couldn't help to flinch a little when he started to suck harshly on your neck, but he was quick to wrap his arms around you to keep you in place. the mere thought of him causing you this kind of pleasure, mixed with pain, made you squeeze your thighs together.

"god" you moaned, grabbing his hair and pushing him to keep marking you "fuck, that hurts" it did, but you didn't wanted to stop.

"it is supposed to hurt, precious" changbin said, his arms still holding you thight as he created a masterpiece on your naked skin "that's the only way you will remember who you belong to and who made you feel this good"

changbin's hands toured the sides of your body and your back, unclenching the piece of underwear that was blocking him to keep kissing your skin.

"your body is always ready for me" he mumbled, your nipples hardening at the mere sound of his raspy voice "look precious, you are so good"

you couldn't help but whine at the cold sensation of changbin's finger rings that were caressing and teasing your hardened buds. "you look so... fragile"

"you don't have to be gentle with me" you moaned in frustration, almost begging for his tongue to make contact where you needed you the most. "i don't break easily"

changbin looked at you with the darkest gaze he had ever give you. "you have no idea where you are getting into by saying those words, y/n"

changbin's mouth approached one of your nipples as he lazily dragged his tongue around it. his fingers traveled to the opposite side, caressing and playing with your other bud.

"fuck, that feels good"

finally, his tongue made contact where you needed it the most, giving small and quick licks that were starting to drive you insane. you always knew how sensitive you were, specially in that area, and now that changbin knew this it was kind of dangerous.

"who is making you feel this good, hm?" he hummed, his mouth alternating between places.

"i don't like you" you moaned, screaming the last word as changbin aggressively sucked on your chest leaving a faint mark.

"you don't? and you are this worked up?" he asked with a mocking tone, his senses intoxicated with your scent.

"matter of fact i hate you" you mumbled, trying to repress your moans "don't think you are the only person in this world who can satisfy me"

changbin planted a tiny kiss on your shoulder as he proceeded to rest his whole weight on the couch, manspreading for you. "take that off" he ordered, pointing out your panties.

you did as you were told, dragging your damped underwear through your legs and removing it in front of him. now being completely naked, his hand palmed his left thigh "come here"

you placed both your legs on each side of his thigh as your wet core made contact with the fabric of his black jeans, the sole movement making you whine and involuntarily grind against him. "show me how much you hate me"

you swallowed hard unsure of what to do next, his arms now crossed in front of his chest.

"how do... you want me to do that?" you asked quietly, feeling how your juices were probably making a mess on his clothes.

"ride my thigh" changbin ordered, giving you a condescending look "prove me that you can satisfy yourself better than i can"

you licked your lips nervously as your breath caught up on your throat. you knew perfectly that you couldn't do that, you needed changbin's help to cum and if you didn't, he would probably humilliate you for it.

"go on, precious. as much as i would love to stay here all night i have plenty of ideas to ruin that filthy pride of you" your core rubbed against his thigh almost unconciously, your hands traveling to his shoulders for support. "hmmmm" he hummed, grabbing both of your wrists and slowly placing your arms behind your back "you can do it by yourself"

the lack of help from changbin and the fact that your whole body had no support only made things harder. your hips grinded against him at a painfully slow pace while your hands were behind your back, changbin enjoying the view of your whole body trying to pathetically get any pleasure from him.

"i need to hold onto something" you cried, the frustration increasing as your clit grazed ever-so-slightly against him "please"

after that plea, you felt changbin's grip on your throat again "this should do precious" he muttered.

thankfully, changbin's hold on your neck gave you the tinniest bit of support, your hips moving now faster against his thigh.

"fuck da-"your breath got caught up on your throat, partly because of changbin's grip making it impossible for you to talk and partly because the petname that was about to leave your lips was rather embarassing.

"what was that, princess?" he asked, amused. he wasn't doing anything other than having you fucking his thigh, but he couldn't deny the painful bulge inside his pants that was driving him insane.

"it was nothing" you whispered in between broken moans.

"say it" he ordered, "say it and i might reward you with something"

you bit your lips attempting to refrain from saying anything else, your core clenching around thin air as your fluids damped his jeans. "fuck daddy" you whisper, almost inaudible.

"louder" he demmanded, his hands leaving your neck to place themselves on your hips, guiding your movements against his body while he flexed his thigh making the contact between your core 10 times deeper.

"yes, daddy" you whined, almost to the point of screaming at the feeling of his hands harshly guiding your whole movements "this feels so fucking good"

"my poor baby can't do anything by herself?" he grunted, admiring the image of your breasts swinging as your body grinded on his thigh "does daddy has to do everything for her?"

the way he used his own petname sent you to cloud 9, only making you wetter.

"i'm sorry daddy" you cried, your head falling slightly back as you followed changbin's grip.

"you should be, y/n" changbin's voice getting deeper by the minute "because you look so pathetic right now"

the words that were leaving his lips only made you needier and contributed to your arousal to increase, the knot on your stomach threatening to come undone any second.

"i think i'm close" you whispered, your hands still behind your back.

"keep your eyes open and look at me" changbin ordered "i want you to remember who made you cum this hard without even touching you"

changbin's gaze was all you needed to come undone on his thighs, closing your eyes at the minute you felt the highest point of your orgasm hitting you "what do good girls like you must say?" he asked, getting even harder by the image of your trembling body orgasming in front of him.

"thank you daddy" you cried softly, your voice broken. "thank you, thank you, thank you"

there was nothing in this world that changbin loved more than your duality. how you would act dominant in every aspect of your daily life, but not when you were with him alone. you struggled to hide your pride, but once you did, changbin knew that you were fully submitted to him.

and you knew that too. as much as you hated him, he knew how to make you lose your senses and drift into a completely different state, one more vulnerable. 3 times it was all he needed for you to show him the purest side of you: the needy one, the submissive one, the one who needed to be completely ruined and taken care of at the same time.

"such an obedient whore" changbin moaned, pulling you into his arms to give you a kiss "do you think you can keep going, y/n?"

your legs were tired, but there was something that you had been craving since the night at the bar and there was no possible way you would leave his apartment without getting it.

"i'm can, daddy"

"good" he said, getting up from the couch and driving you to his bed. he didn't bothered to turn on the lights as the whole room was lit up by the window.

you came closer to start unbottoning his pants, craving to feel his length inside your mouth just like last time, but he was quick to grab your wrists "today it's not going to be about me" changbin mentioned, undressing slowly in front of you. "as much as i want to put that pretty mouth to good use, i have other plans in mind"

you rested your whole body on your forearms as your legs spreaded in front of him, exposing your whole naked body for changbin.

he drove one of his hands to his mouth and slightly spitted on it in order to stroke his cock to lubricate it, mixing his own saliva with the precum that was already dripping from him.

"you look so good in that position" he praised "your whole body ready for me to completely destroy it"

your nipples hardened at his words, and he was quick to notice it "i don't think jisung would have been able to make you feel this good"

you licked your lips at the confidence he exuded, even at moments like this. changbin's body aligned with yours, the tip of his cock rubbing against your wet folds, slipping with easiness "you are always so wet for me"

the frustration building up again just by feeling his cock against your entrance. you would be lying if you said you didn't thought about how it would feel to have him inside you, even if the idea scared you. it was a while since the last time you fucked and, to be honest, you didn't think you had done it properly. the only times you actually did it, it was completely hard for you to feel anything but pain, and that thought crossed your mind right before he could even get inside you.

"can i?" he asked, noticing how your face looked slightly terrified.

"changbin i-" you stopped before you could say something else. you tried your best to build up this confident sex-appealing character who, in reality, knew nothing about the practice of sex. it was going to be embarrassing to admit that you were -barely- a virgin, even though you actually weren't, to the man who just humilliated the shit out of you a few seconds ago.

"mhm precious?" he asked, a faint smirk appearing on his face.

"i- it's been a while since the last time i did it" you confessed, his smirk growing bigger. "it's not my first time, but let's just say that i have little to cero practice on this area"

it was embarassing to admit such a thing, but you were not open to have more bad experiences with sex. you expected for changbin to laugh at you, or act all cocky, but the smirk on his face was rather confusing. "i'll treat you well, precious" changbin said, sliding the tip of his cock against your core "can i?"

with a hesitant gaze, you nodded, your whole body squirming under his as you felt his cock stretching every wall inside you. changbin was big and it was painful, you couldn't lie. "you are taking me so well, precious"

soon, the painful feeling became pleasure. changbin wasn't moving at all, letting you get used to him inside you, but you quickly found yourself moving your hips in circular motions signaling that you were completely ready to take him.

slowly, his hips thrusted in and out of you. he needed to ruin you, he needed to go fast and rough on you, but your comfort was a priority for him. as much as he wanted to make a mess of you and make you scream in pain and pleasure, he was determined to control himself and his impulses.

"you are so fucking tight" he growled, trying to repress any sinful noises that could escape his lips.

"don't hold back" you whimpered, feeling how the pleasure and pain were finally becoming one. "do whatever you want with me but don't hold back"

"you don't know what you are asking for, precious" he scoffed, the feeling of his lenght being hugged by your warm walls almost driving him insane.

"i do" you moaned, looking directly into his eyes with the needier gaze he had ever seen in his life "i need you to ruin me like you promised me to, i know you can"

changbin licked his lips as his forearms rested on both sides of your head, his breath coming closer to yours "you have so little experience in this but i already made you a masochist, didn't i?"

changbin thrusted hard into you as he said the last sentence, earning a whiny moan out of you.

and, following your plea, his pace rapidly increase without a warning. your eyes rolled to the back of your head with each thrust, changbin going completely feral at the sight of his good girl begging for him to hurt her.

"faster... daddy" you cried, almost out of breath. the feeling was as humilliating as it was powerful. there was some comfort in knowing that you submitted completely for him, and that now he was going to show you how good he could make you feel.

"you are such a whore y/n" he moaned, his raspy voice turning deeper as he thrusted inside you. "my whore"

your fingers traveled all the way to your clit, rubbing it with circular motions as changbin's length was satisfying your hole "does that feel good precious?"

"it does daddy" you reply, words broken as the whines and moans wouldn't let you form decent sentences.

"you look so good being ruined by me"

there it was that familiar knot again, starting to come undone on your lower abdomen. by changbin's heavy breathing and sloppy thrusts you knew he was close too. "you feel so fucking good, y/n"

you bit your lips, your voice not being able to emit any sound at all because the pleasure was starting to become slightly overwhelming. it felt incredibly nice having him inside you, ruining you, destroying you. you felt powerless and at his mercy, ready to do anything just for him to praise you with a few words.

"i'm close again daddy"

as you said this, changbin's pace increased. his lips attached into yours, his tongue fighting to get that intoxicating taste of you once again. your whole body started to violently shake as you came undone changbin's arms holding you right in place so you wouldn't move. "that's my good slut" he praised.

tears started streaming down your face as you were at the highest point of your orgasm. "that's my good fucking slut, cuming on her daddy's cock" he grunted.

the overstimulation by his thrusts was soon to appear, making you squirm into his arms but trying to hold on so he could chase his high too. "y/n"

"changbin" you cried, your half-lidded eyes looking directly into his, that were now filled with desire.

"let me cum inside you" he asked, biting his lips and trying to control himself waiting for your answer.

the overstimulation began to feel like pleasure quickly again at his words, your core dripping even more your own juices with each thrust he gave you. "cum inside me, please daddy"

those words were all he needed to release himself inside your cunt, earning grunts and moans from him. the most beautiful sound you had ever heard.

"thank you daddy" you whined, feeling his hot cum dripping out of your pussy once he pulled himself out. "thank you so much daddy"

the mere perversed image of you with your legs parted, his own cum dripping out of you as your fingers traveled to your cunt to mix your arousal with his and then tasting it, was all he needed to convince himself that this was not going to be the last time to have you like this.

he needed to have the precious submissive girl who was in front of him, with her makeup and hair ruined, with her whole body dripping in sweat and his scent.

he needed to ruin you.

he needed to destroy you.

he needed to take care of you.

he needed to own you.

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missinghan · 4 years

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to my youth ⤖ lee felix

❖ genre : summer au; high school au; fluff

❖ word count : 11,6k.

❖ warning : explicit language, slow burn

❖ summary : it is official that life hates you because not only was your first few days of summer ruined by a stupid field trip, but things also got somewhat freaky… whatever kind of ‘freaky’ you’re thinking about.

❖ note : i know i said i’m ‘experimenting’ with new stuff but guess who’s back with another mediocre, not-that-well-written mess of a domestic au; please (kindly) yell at me to dabble into a new genre after bearing through this fic- happy reading!

one.

The echoes of your summer days remain as flowers immune to the winter chill, they say.

You’re not entirely sure who even fathomed their time and effort to come up with that statement but from your point of view, those flowers would most likely have either died out from the summer heat or withered horrendously because of the arbitrary showers of rain. Or you’re the only one who doesn’t have the luxury to see life through a rose-colored lens.

Because the first thing that comes to mind for you is the bucket of ice-cream and a YouTube OG that you’ve ceased to finish since finals started two weeks ago. The bell rings, pens down, everyone pours out of the classroom after handing in their exam papers. No one really bothers to check up on each other’s answers anymore; the last subject for today was AP Psych and you don’t know about them but you honestly can’t care any less thereafter cramming the entirety of five chapters.

Sprinting down the staircase, you easily spot Felix amongst the midst of drowsy high school students for the bright color of his hair. He truly believes that if he slaps enough hair essence and coconut oil on his head four times a week, his hair won’t feel like straws when he changes it every other three weeks. But it’s only a matter of time before balding catches up to him, he’ll learn eventually.

“Please don’t tell me that you left your keys in class,” you sigh upon the sight of him fumbling with his folders and textbooks while trying to open his locker in vain. Just thinking about walking all the way back to the third floor makes you want to use your backpack as a pillow and take a nice nap in the middle of the hallway.

“Gee, Y/N,” Felix makes a face to not show the sense of relief washing over him when he locks eyes with you. “Who do you take me as? A clumsy person?”

“No, just a dumbass.” You coldly snatch a slipping book from his arms before turning to twist the disc in the combination of your birthday until the lock clicks, shaking the shackle off to swing his locker open. It’s a silent tradition that you both set each other’s birthday as your locker’s combination since elementary school; it started out as a stupid joke at first but neither of you really bothered to change it.

“Why the hell would you put your keys in the locker?” you widen your eyes in disbelief as he grabs the bright yellow Spongebob plushie to collect his keys with a shit-eating grin

“My alarm didn’t go off today, so I was running a little late,” he defends himself while dumping everything out of his backpack, hugging an empty water bottle to his side.

You throw a wave at a very tired Hyunjin walking side by side with Seungmin on his right and Jisung skipping happily towards your direction. Seungmin looks exceptionally moody today, you pray he didn’t mess up an easy question to take it out on all of you later in the car. “Bet you were staying up late to play Overwatch with Chan.”

Felix manages to grin stiffly at your comment, turning on his heels and trudges onto the school’s parking lot. “Fine, walk home.”

“Hey, you forgot to lock this!” you pull his steps into a halt by making a grab for his hand, utterly oblivious at how his cheeks flare up with a bright shade of red at your touch. Or out of embarrassment. Whatever, same thing.

Felix might be a better driver than you, but he’d be fired ten seconds into the job of a babysitter.

With that being said, when Jeongin decides it’s a good idea to cheer a passive-aggressive, post-exams Seungmin up with a carton of strawberry milk and then proceeds to get lost in his own school, the very same school he’s been attending for who knows how long, you’re the one who manually pulls his ass back into Mrs. Lee’s Jeep within ten minutes.

And Seungmin has already fallen asleep by the time Jeongin’s back, so now he’s the passive-aggressive one while sipping on the milk bitterly. Either way, this is why you headcount although there are only six of you after Changbin starts getting busy with his college applications.

“What took you so long?” Jisung looks up from his phone the moment you climb into the passenger’s seat, clicking in your seatbelt (drive safe, kids).

You immediately feel the need to snap a photo of Jeongin accidentally breaking the cafeteria’s door with the staff running towards him in a panic. They’re more scared for his life than the door itself and that’s… sweet to say the least but with the way that the embarrassed boy is glaring at you through the rear-view mirror, you decide to keep your lips sealed.

“It’s getting dark so all hallways start to look the same, you genius.”

Jisung momentarily sticks his tongue out at you. “God, you’re so rude to me. You’d never talk to Felix like that.”

“Because,” you drawl. “Lix is a pure-hearted angel descended from the realms of Heaven. Whereas, even Lucifer would see you as an eyesore in hell.”

“See! You’re doing it again!” Jisung points a finger at you in accusation, jumping up and down in his seat but no one really cares. It’s not like you’re speaking any false facts. “Stop bullying me!”

Seungmin shifts his body a little, nose scrunched up at the noises that wake him right up. “Jisung,” he warns his friend without opening his eyes. “Sit the fuck down, you have five seconds.”

Felix smirks when Jisung immediately cowers, slumping and leaning himself against Hyunjin in utter defeat. He learned not to mess with Seungmin after throwing a wallet at him on impulse. “Jealous much, Han?”

“Nah, she’s all yours bro,” Jisung waves it off tiredly; bickering and making fun of Felix’s gigantic crush on you is too much for his brain to process today. He can really use a long, solid twelve-hour summer hibernation after getting home.

The statement prompts Felix to look over at you when there’s a red light—the same exact moment as you stop staring at the bakery from across the road to lock eyes with him. There’s a little spark igniting at the pit of his stomach, stirring up butterflies inside his rib cage. But he snaps out of it after seeing you raise a brow at him, implying a silent ‘what?’ before turning away again. Felix has always been the type to stare so you don’t bother to think about it too much.

The problem is: he only stares at you that way.

A shade of coral creeps its way up to his cheeks, his gaze averting back on the roads when the light turns green. As Felix tries to calm the erratic tempo of his heartbeat, he also thinks about how much time he’d have left to confess before high school is over and everyone takes their own different paths. Then again, the future is far too blurry for him to make out anything and the thought of changes petrifies him a bit too much.

Felix wishes to hold your hand until the very end but he’s a little scared...because what if you never wanted to be with him in the first place?

two.

Your brother has one talent, and that’s his ability to irritate the living daylight out of you even when he’s practically on the other side of the planet.

Minho (un)fortunately finished his finals with flying colors, and inevitably, you’re the first victim to receive a series of texts that consisted of nothing but self-indulgent, excessive bragging. Basically, he’s allowed to do whatever slash go wherever for a good three weeks before his summer internship begins, dragging his dumb ass back to hell—where he rightfully belongs.

He’s probably chomping on a terribly unhealthy amount of pizza, pretzels, and any type of New York street food that you can name from the top of your head. It’s not like he’s paying for them anyway since Chan doesn’t allow people to touch their wallets if they happen to eat out with him.

Your phone vibrates obnoxiously on your desk, the judder slightly muffled because it’s lying on top of your wide-open psych textbook. You haven’t bothered with cleaning up yet; finals only ended yesterday and you decide that you won’t touch anything until the disarray starts to scrape against your nerves.

Side note: you’ve specifically told everyone not to call you three consecutive days after finals because yes, you’re that much of a loner, and yes, your stamina level for tolerating human interaction is awfully low.

Second side note: no one ever listens.

“Good morning, this is Lee Minho’s personal bullshit pail,” you mumble after your thumb swipes against the screen to pick up, your limbs curled up on the floor. “How can I possibly help you today?” Your morning voice isn’t necessarily threatening but rather scary; according to what Minho claimed, it sounds identical to that creepy girl from The Grudge so he groans aloud, his voice suddenly going out of focus on the other line from pulling his phone away.

“Jesus Christ are you still in your hermit phase after finals?” he questions callously, sounding not at all pleased with the way you greeted him. “Where’s mom and dad? Usually, they would have slammed your ass by now for staying inside like a vampire.”

“Don’t be insufferable, it’s only like…” you trail off while bending forward to take a good look at the little Sumiko Gurashi alarm on your bookshelf that Felix gave you during middle school. “Nine thirty-something and they’re at the park to exercise, duh- why do you care?”

Your brother almost sings on the phone, “Because you’re my little baby sister-” And this prompts you to pull the device away for the sake of your poor ear. It doesn’t help when you’re already surrounded by a group full of obnoxiously loud individuals on a daily basis. Not trying to call anyone out but Han Jisung is at the top of the list, his name in bold, capital letters being circled and underlined multiple times with a red marker.

“Who do I gotta kill to sleep in on a dreadful Sunday morning as any normal, cranky, antisocial high school student would?” you deadpan and rub the bridge of your nose dreadfully.

“I don’t know, go murder Jisung or something.” Honestly, that’s tempting… but no.

You can physically see the smug smile on his face right now, simpering in delight at your imminent misery. He knows goddamn well about your relationship with sleeping schedules and that’s the perfect excuse for him to ruin those little specks of time when your brain cells are getting an actual break.

These are also the times when you wish phones don’t fucking exist.

“By the way, are you gonna go on the field trip tomorrow?”

This question wakes you up almost completely because your eyes are now wide as a fish’s out of water, your hand automatically putting him on speaker before digging through the folders inside your backpack. What field trip? No one said anything about a field trip. And who thought it’s a good idea to force some worn-out, post-exams, sleep-deprived students into a field trip right after finals?

Minho hums coyly when the only response he’s getting is the rustling sound from your backpack, “Hmm, see what I meant there, little sis? Oh, the downside of living under a rock at its finest.” He doesn’t have to be here for you to fully picture the way that his lips curl up, dark brows wiggling whenever he’s right about something. Your brother wins most of the time against other people but overtaking you is an entirely different story.

“Oh screw off and go buy yourself a sense of humor.”

“Don’t be so mopey, isn’t Felix gonna be there?”

“What does Felix have to do with this?” you grit after managing to pull out a piece of paper from the very back, buried under countless of your essays. And it reads ‘field trip’ in caps at the top with tomorrow’s date right beneath. The trip lasts for three days, you’re going camping with the grizzly bears for three days—a total nightmare, basically.

“Pfft, you’re actually dense for someone with a sparkly report card,” he sneers. “That kid has been crushing on you since elementary school. Are the signals that fucked up?”

“You mean when I accidentally spilled orange juice over his head? Sure, bet that’s why he’s so head over heels for me,” you snicker, unfazed by these kinds of statements. Minho only knows Felix because he was the president of your school's dance club and you fully believe that your brother is simply trying to mess with your malfunctioning, cranky mindset.

“I fucking beg to differ, he always stares at you like you’re the love of his life, even when you stupidly poked yourself with a needle,” Minho announces as if he’s a love expert, tsk, amateur. “He might just confess during the trip, who knows? Campfire flickering. Sharing the same s’mores. Surrounded by nature. That sounds romantically ideal to me for a confession.”

He’s visioning everything like a terrible cliché film where two high schoolers stubbornly deny their feelings for each other until they start noticing how cute the other person is while magically being forced to be alone together. The worst kind of high school movie—which is also almost every high school movie. And you best believe that you’d a hundred percent kick your brother’s ass off that director’s chair because people live and breathe for this kind of overused entertainment. Tragic.

“Alright, fuck this, I’m out-“

“Wait!” Minho exclaims out of nowhere, almost blowing up your eardrums. “Are you trying to get rid of me?”

You swear you’re rolling your eyes so hard, they’re about to fall out of their respective sockets. “Well, obviously,” you put the piece of paper down with a sigh, contemplating ways to minimize the amount of socializing in the upcoming three days. “Haven’t you bothered me enough? No?”

“You can’t leave me like this,” he whines in an annoyingly high-pitched voice that sends chills down your spine.

“You need me, we’re connected.”

He sounds like a whack version of Minnie Mouse for a second there, the kind of plushie that looks cute but with disturbingly creepy voice audio; no parents would let their children go near that aisle.

You yawn as if there’s no tomorrow, stretching your limbs tiredly. “What I need is for you to shut the fuck up and leave me alone so I can go on my merry way to pick up snacks for this stupid field trip,” you utter lifelessly.

“You hurt my feelings,” Minho pretends to clutch onto his chest and lets out a dramatic gasp, his voice doused in pure sarcasm. “What a heartbreaker, Y/N.” Said the one who always keeps his apathetic front up like a fortress’ wall and tosses every single love letter on Valentine’s Day into the recycling bin, handing the chocolate out to his classmates like he’s giving leftover vegetables to his least favorite relatives.

“Oh, I can tell,” you reply with fake enthusiasm and mock empathy. “You know how I can tell?”

“Do not finish th-”

“Cause we’re connected.” With that you hang up, slamming your phone harshly onto the surface of your textbook.

three.

You might love your room a little too much, it’s getting somewhat unhealthy.

It was furnished with a rather meager budget after your family moved out of your hometown when you stepped into elementary school. Things stay the same, well, most of it as time passes by you unknowingly. Your sad bookcase used to exist for one sole purpose—carrying countless books and plushies has now been upgraded with too many polaroids of your dumb group of friends, a neatly framed photo of Class of 2020 and two trophies that don’t even belong to you since Minho ran out of space as he kept participating in random dance competitions.

The morning beams find their way through your white curtains and stain your walls with patches of yellow, eventually bugging your vision until you successfully convince yourself to either 1) wake up and get ready for school or 2) lazily stride across your room to shut the blinds completely so you can head back to bed. It’s summer… so option one is temporarily non-existent for a solid three months.

Hey, you’re just simply making up for those all-nighters with a new cup of coffee every two hours.

Speaking of your bed, it’s soft but takes up so much space to the point that Hyunjin keeps complaining about not having enough room for his legs when he’s sprawled across the floor with Jisung, vigorously focusing on a presentation’s outline. Seungmin calls you lame for not throwing away your childhood plushies and letting them hog at least one-third of your bed, but Felix doesn’t mind since he always needs something to hug. All the more reasons why you can only trust Felix.

You might miss having those idiots being loud and invading your personal space...maybe.

Your phone rings for the second time that morning when you’re walking downstairs, shoving your keys into your pocket and grabbing a protein bar on the counter. “I’m not in the mood for your bullshit right now, Minho,” you bark into the device, chewing on your breakfast aggressively, not bothering to look at the caller’s ID.

The closest convenience store is only twenty minutes away from your house but there’s a sticky note on the fridge from your mom, reminding you that she needs eggs to bake cupcakes for her company’s twentieth anniversary while your dad is running low on his Red Bulls. Basically, you’re in distress. It’s not like your dad should be inhaling those sugary drinks on a daily basis and your mom can just buy premade goods from the bakery. But there are more options for snacks at the supermarket…

“Y/N, the fuck?” The response of a voice as deep as the Pacific ocean almost makes you choke on air. “Did I wake you up or something?” Felix sounds flabbergasted on the other line, slightly taken aback. You almost feel bad because he’s the only sweetheart in your chaotic squad (besides Chan, obvi) except when he stays up late gaming with Hyunjin, pleading for your notes the next morning with puppy eyes.

“No, Minho did,” you grumble before tossing the wrapping into a bin.

“You don’t say,” Felix replies flatly, but his voice soon grows merry again after pushing the topic of your brother aside. “Oh, and I’m coming over to return your earphones, wanna grab breakfast?”

He practically lives ten minutes away from you, sees you almost every day even if it’s the weekend since he can’t stay in the same house with his sisters for too long and puts you on FaceTime every night to prevent himself from slacking off on assignments. The only time he didn’t get to see you for a week straight was when he visited Australia and accidentally dropped his phone into the ocean. It was a rough week without you nagging him for doing something stupid. Fundamentally, he’s merely making up more excuses to spend time with you after finals.

Chuckling, “Only if you’re treating me, I’m about to go broke from buying snacks for our field trip tomorrow.” you say breezily.

And you’re only telling him that because he might just pay for your snacks as well since Felix Lee eats freshly grilled steak and mashed potato for breakfast. Baffling, absolutely. Plus, he works at a boba shop every summer either way and he would never hesitate to spend the entirety of his paycheck on any of his close friends. Irrelevant but the point is: you kinda don’t wanna go out alone today.

Or you’re just in the mood to go with Felix. That’s a useless statement since you both see each other at least ten out of twenty-four hours per day.

“By the way, you know what I just realized?” Felix smacks his palm on his forehead. “This is our last field trip, like ever.”

Walking over to the rack of shoes down the hallway, you let out a large exhale. “That’s unfortunate on your behalf. I, on the other hand, don’t have a problem with that,” you tell him with zero consideration, your brain cells too busy picking out a pair of shoes to process the five basic steps to empathize with another human being.��

“No,” he emphasizes helplessly. “I meant, it’s like our last high school field trip. We’re graduating next year, no time to sleep with the grizzly bears again.”

You can only manage to utter, “Oh.” Shit, college is right around the corners.

“Jesus fucking Christ what the hell am I supposed to do after high school? Stay here? Go abroad? Wait, aren’t applications for going abroad supposed to be turned in a year beforehand? Why are you only telling me this now!?”

Felix laughs wholeheartedly through the phone, amused at your sudden outburst. “Y/N, calm down. You’re going to college, not prison,” he brushes it off casually but in a way, college is technically prison. Slaving over a degree while working part-time jobs, chasing time relentlessly like you’re driving in the middle of a foggy night with one headlight out. And you’re forced to open up with more strangers. It’s terrifying, actually terrifying. And you’re not the type to be easily terrified.

Now come to think about it, you don’t get why you were so pressed about it five seconds ago. It’s a good opportunity not to leech off your parents as much, like dabbling, taking one baby step at a time into adulthood. After that, you’ll graduate again, probably settle somewhere with an adequate job and find someone, starting to think about having ki-

Hold up, you’re going too far. You’re barely a senior.

“I guess we’ll just have to make the most out of this summer,” Felix’s voice snaps you back to the surface of Earth faster than a tick of a clock. “We’re outside, by the way. Open up.”

That fast? Furrowing your brows, you hang up to slip into a pair of sneakers before sprinting to the front door. Wait, your hand freezes as it grazes the doorknob. We?

Not again.

“Why the fuck..” you cracks a lifelessly crooked smile after pushing the door wide open. “..are you here?” It’s only ten in the morning, and you don’t think you should be screaming at the top of your lungs to be jumped on by the whole neighborhood.

Felix takes a step back, a little scared for his life. “Uhh, to return your earphones?”

“No, no,” you run a hand through your hair tiredly. Just when you thought this day was gonna be peaceful. “I’m not talking about you, I’m talking about them. Since when was this an agreement? How dare-“

“Why yes, I missed you too!” Jisung exclaims like the little shit he is, throwing an arm over your neck to ruffle your hair. No one ruffles your hair without getting their ass slammed- except for Minho. “Why the long face? Let me guess, until this exact second, you thought there’s a fucking squirrel, a lama, a dog, and a kitten standing at your front porch? No, it’s us, your Forever BFFs.” He’s one of the reasons why you refuse to understand the humans’ language sometimes.

With a harsh shove from you, Jisung staggers backward only for Hyunjin to prevent him from rolling like a ball in the middle of your neighborhood. “One more word and I’m telling the whole class who your crush is,” you threaten, earning an involuntary snort from Seungmin.

“I hate to admit this, but she might actually say yes if he makes the first move.”

Hyunjin supplies unconstructively, “That’s why he didn’t ask.”

“You know what, Hwang,” Felix says with a smirk tugging at his lips, bumping his fist against Hyunjin’s without turning his head.

“Oh screw all of you.” Jisung’s getting all the attention he wanted this early in the morning yet he still feels like a loser. Perhaps he should try shutting up once in a while.

four.

“Thanks for giving me a ride, uncle, you really didn’t have to,” Felix says generously from your dad’s back seats, scratching the nape of his neck as though this is the first time he’s ever shared a ride with you.

He’s too humble sometimes you just want to smack him across the face with a pillow to stop being so formal with your dad. Heck, Felix downright called him ‘dad’ by accident once during a Christmas dinner back in middle school and your dad even encouraged him to keep addressing him like that.

Not to mention, Felix is chomping on a turkey sandwich that your mom made this morning specifically for him after finding out that his parents are currently out of town and there's nothing but ramen in the cabinet. God forbids her to starve the same kid who helped your dad fix his bumper. So really, he should be expecting these things by now.

“Oh it’s not a big deal, you’re too nice,” your dad laughs as he pulls over to your school’s front gate, careful not to run into that one really tall, ugly tree. You’re lowkey paranoid that people might die if it collapses during a storm or something. “Perhaps you can return the favor by getting a drink with me sometimes.”

Felix blinks numerous times, slightly gobsmacked. “...but I’m not old enough to drink yet.”

“Correct answer.” And you snicker when your dad turns around to toss a wink at your friend’s direction. “Doesn’t mean that I’m forbidding you kids have fun,” he clarifies upon the baffled expression on Felix’s face. “But not too much fun, got it?”

“Okay, okay dad, I’ll see you in three days,” you shake your head before climbing out of the car. “Don’t starve the cats while I’m gone. Oh! And Soonie still needs his lactobacillus-“

Your dad brushes it off with a sheepish smile, “I’ll leave it to your mom, muffin, I can’t even remember which dry food is for which cat. I also don’t think they’ll be starving anytime soon, those little demons are getting quite fat actually since your brother spoils them all the time.” You can only give him a mere eye-roll because as much as he claims to hate having pets, there have been countless times when you caught your dad red-handed trying to tuck the cats into bed in the middle of the night.

Felix soon catches up with your steps after bidding him farewell, crumpling the sandwich wrapper in his palm. “Wait up, muffin,” he says breathlessly with a few skips, starting to think about not skipping dance practice again this summer before his body gets out of shape.

“Shut up,” you grumble, followed by a harsh elbow jabbed into his side. Felix grunts in pain, slowing down a little but still tries to walk side by side with you nonetheless. “You don’t deserve that complimentary breakfast, I’m telling mom to cut your portion off next time.”

“Ah! Come on, muffin! You’re being mean.”

Your biggest fear has inevitably come true—after all those years of erratic mood swings and other weird things puberty puts you through, Felix still makes fun of you for the nickname that your parents came up with on your first day of school. It doesn’t help with the fact that he meets them quite often too. Like four out of seven days a week since your parents love coming over to each other’s house for dinner.

“Flip that scowl upside down now, will you?” Felix cups your cheeks and squishes them together, attempting to make your smile by tugging at the corners of your lips. “Aren’t you excited about the trip?”

You scoff at him, “Are you even hearing yourself? My entire existence reeks off ‘excitement’ 24/7.”

“That’s bullshit.”

“I’m not responsible for whatever happens next to your face.”

But when you reach up to peel his hands away, you’re bound to make a grave mistake by looking straight into his eyes. The morning light hits his face at the right angle and it makes him look like a puppy—which you wouldn't mind starting at all day. Although it’s not like you haven’t got a good look at him before, something’s different today. From the way his irises twinkle gently like thousands of celestial bodies to how his freckles scattered across his cheekbones like the remaining bits from a supernova, his full lips with a prominent Cupid’s bow and his cute crooked teeth.

You know all of these things; perhaps you’ve never put too much thought into them before. Not when you’re constantly facepalming at him for doing stupid TikTok dances and trying to eat a banana with its peel on. But now when you actually acknowledge them, your heart momentarily skips a beat. Or two.

Doesn’t matter, you hate this feeling either way.

“Get a room, this is disgusting to watch.”

Seungmin steps in between you two with his backpack slung over his shoulders, hands resting on his hip like he’s babysitting you and your biological parents don’t pay him enough for this tedious job. But Felix is too busy making sure that his eyes aren’t malfunctioning when he sees a pink tint on your cheeks to focus on whatever nonsense Seungmin is spewing at him.

“Get on the bus, losers! Y’all are embarrassing me!” Hyunjin yells as he plants a foot onto the bus, trying his best not to be subtle about the fact that all of your classmates have already been seated.

You can practically see Jisung making weird faces from the window and next to him is a very cranky-looking Jeongin with his earbuds plugged in, deciding not to tolerate any chit-chatting this morning. It’s a shame how the school’s always on a low budget when it comes to transportation; consequently, some random freshmen got squeezed in with your class.

So you elect to ignore your friend’s questionable behaviors (sometimes you wonder what he’s on to be this zealous at six in the morning) and grabs Felix's hand to climb onto the vehicle before coach Kim kicks your ass for slowing the schedule down.

As you shuffle down the narrow aisle, you quickly realize there are only two seats left at the very back—basically, you feel a little guilty for not getting a good spot for Felix but he doesn’t seem to mind because he taps you on the shoulder lightly, signaling for you to move.

“Ugh, I wanna go home,” you sigh, slumping into your seat after tucking your backpack neatly on the small compartment above.

“You’re boring,” Felix comments flatly but he’s partially glad that he got to sit with you instead of some blabberer. “Need this?” Fishing his earphones out of his backpack, he wiggles the banana milk case in front of your face.

You only nod lazily at the offer, causing him to huff in disbelief before slipping in a side of his AirPods into your ear. You both have pretty similar taste in music so you don’t mind when he puts one of his playlists on random and Fly Me to the Moon bleeds into your eardrums. The soft melody makes you yawn a little, eyelids getting droopy.

“Tired.” Is the only warning Felix gets before you decide to drop your head onto his shoulders, slipping your arm around his torso comfortably like it’s a pillow. You personally don’t do cuddles but since he’s into those things and smells nice—very fruity, somewhat musky too, you might as well take advantage of that with the hope of sleeping throughout the entire ride.

“What is wrong with you today?” he asks with glowing cheeks.

“Shh shh, I’m recharging my battery.”

Felix is a little flustered, to say the least. But instead of complaining about your sudden clinginess, he rests his head on top of yours like second nature, allowing his childhood song to drown out some of the background chatters.

You should really be clingy more often… though he’s not gonna risk his pearly white teeth by telling you that.

five.

Your school actually knows how to manage money in a smart way. Shocker, you know.

You are thrown off upon hearing that no one needs to worry about the grizzly bears, or wolves (hey, one can never be too careful) because everyone gets to share a log cabin with a maximum of three other people.

In fact, the camp counselors have confirmed that even though they’re throwing a bunch of inexperienced, dumb high schoolers smacked in the middle of the wilderness, there’s really nothing to do other than boring team-building exercises...and fishing. In other words, the only creature that can somewhat do harm to you is mosquitoes.

It’s been pouring nonstop when your classmates tried to set up the campfire with coach Kim screaming into their eardrums last night, no wonder those little shit are thriving to make your life more miserable—they’re in their element, reproducing at a terrifying pace.

“Jesus Christ, Y/N!”

Hyunjin clutches a hand to his chest in both relief and terror after realizing the curled up figure sitting by the window is just you. He steps inside the cabin completely and flings his wet bangs away from his face, shoving the umbrella in his hand into a stand by the shoe rack. “You look like shit, are you okay?” he furrows his brows, slightly concerned about your eyebags and the way your lips crack from dehydration.

A soulless smile finds its way to your face. “I’m pretty sure ‘shit’ and ‘okay’ aren’t supposed to be in the same sentence but thank you for asking, I appreciate it.”

Here’s another downside to being a homebody: you can’t fucking sleep on any other beds that aren’t yours. And surprisingly that two-hour nap on the bus wasn’t enough to fuel you for the rest of the trip. But lucky you, it’s most likely going to keep raining cats and dogs and trash pandas for the rest of the day. Outdoor activities are no longer mandatory and you can almost hear your non-existent muscles crying in sheer joy.

“Drink,” Hyunjin sighs at your pathetic state and decides to toss a water bottle in your direction.

However, all you do is retrieve your limbs deeper into Felix’s fluffy blanket since he refused to use the grey one that’s draped over every bed beforehand. You’re far beyond grateful for that because those fading, questionable-looking stains just scare the crap out of you. And also because the fluffy blanket smells like him; you rest your case.

“You were knocked out for the entire bus ride, so why the hell can’t you fall asleep on a decent bed?” Shaking his head, Hyunjin plops himself onto Jisung’s bed like a potato, accidentally knocking over the neatly folded pile of clothes. He really doesn’t give two flying fucks about the fact that his friend spent an excessive ten minutes to organize his stuff so coach Kim won’t be barging into their cabin with a megaphone at five in the morning again.

“She can only fall asleep on Felix, that’s why.” You roll your eyes in the bitchiest way possible, not bothering to chuck the abandoned water bottle at the unwanted guest of this terrific conversation.

Hyunjin almost lets out a shriek when Seungmin jolts up from his bed, hair messy, a leg sticking out from his comforter. “You know, until this exact moment, I thought that you were dead or something.”

“What I’m trying to say is,” Seungmin elaborates as he bends over to reach for his glasses with squinted eyes. “There’s a 99,9% that Felix will make the first move but at the same time, it doesn’t mean the other 0,01% won’t happen so you,” he jabs his index finger towards you. “Better be doing something other than walking around camp like a zombie.”

Hyunjin tilts his head in confusion. “Since when was this even a thing?” You’re this close to have a permanent hand imprint on your forehead for facepalming every two seconds with your idiotic friends around.

“Uhh, since forever?” Seungmin feels the need to voice out. “Listen, since the day Y/N spilled orange juice on Felix’s favorite shirt, the amount of times they’re forced to be together has risen tremendously. And when their parents found out their families live like ten minutes away from each other, they practically see each other every single day. Even outside of school. They tolerate each other, meaning the dynamic is long-lasting. Their bonding encouraged friendship.”

“But we’re her friends too?”

A deep breath. “No, their friendship was incited to grow into something bigger, more profound because Felix has a special ‘click’ with Y/N that he doesn’t with us. God, Hyunjin, it’s been what, almost a decade! How could you not see it?” Seungmin says with expressive hands, almost yanking every strand of hair off of his head. It’s too early for this, his brain is about to implode. Hwang Hyunjin being dense just feels like a metaphoric chokehold to him.

“Y/N,” Hyunjin simply ignores his frustrated friend to look over at you slipping into your sneakers. “You’re being uncharacteristically non-hyperverbal.”

“That’s because she’s about to either shut the door in my face then find Felix or kick my ass and then find Felix,” Seungmin informs with a yawn, and this prompts you to muster a fake smile.

Oh, I’m fucking livid.

“You know me too well.”

He questions with heavy irony, “I’m sorry did you just agree with me?”

“Oh no, no, I take that back,” you brush him off. “Is Felix still outside fishing?”

“I think so?” Hyunjin replies while running a hand through his hair in mere distress; Felix’s competitiveness goes a little mayhem sometimes when it comes to Jisung being better than him at something since they’re so close. That’s one of the sole reasons why Felix always manages to maintain his flying GPA because Han Jisung procrastinates like no other but still tops his class every single semester.

“I didn’t find him at the lake, though, wonder where he went.”

You widen your eyes, somewhat alarmed since it’s almost lunchtime, and Felix Lee never, and you mean never, ever let himself skip a meal. He always gets a nice nap after stuffing his face with enough good food too, so that’s a bonus. But that’s not the point, the point is: you’re starting to get a little worried because he’s been fishing all morning, wandering alone in the wilderness without a camp counselor.

You’d better not find him sleeping with the fishes.

six.

Maybe you were right, maybe Felix is a dumbass.

Because listening to his ego and coming back to the lake after breakfast was a horrendous idea.

It’s such a pity how those weird-looking vehicles have stopped driving around camp the moment it started pouring outside. Heck, he didn’t even bring an umbrella after asking the coach to check today's forecast.

So tragically, he’s now stuck underneath the canopy of a cafe ensuing coursing his way through the water blizzard and seeking refuge but can’t walk back to his cabin where his cabin-mates are probably having the time of their life drinking hot chocolate and nibbling on hand-picked fruits.

Felix exhales in torment while gazing outside, everything’s completely white-out thanks to droplets of raining streaking the horizon. Perhaps dashing back might be his one solitary option, but shivers soon run up his spine again, reminding him that he’s probably looking like a wet rat—his black Converse sodden, water seeping through the thin fabric of his uniform, numbing his skin.

Ruffling his wet fringe, Felix’s hand fishes inside his pocket to look for his phone only to realize that it’s not there. “Shit...great..just great, today is my lucky day.” Even if the camp counselors didn’t confiscate all the electronic devices, there wouldn’t be any service in the middle of the woods either. Splendid.

“Ugh, Y/N,” he groans under his breath. “Why did you let me do this?”

“Shit.”

“AHH!”

Felix shrieks upon the tiny voice squeaking out from behind him. And he sighs in pure relief to see a little girl standing mere inches away, looking no more than a seven-year-old dressed in a yellow raincoat. “Hey kid,” he chuckles and crouches down to her eye level. “Where are your parents? You’re not supposed to be out here alone when it’s pouring like crazy.”

And to his dismay, “Shit,” the little girl giggles, finding a new profound interest in the curse word that he accidentally spewed out seconds ago.

“Shh shh,” Felix frantically places an index finger on his lips while darting his eyes around in terror—he might be sued if her parents found out how their daughter picked up a bad word from some random high schooler. Suddenly he feels bad for his future kids. “No, no, we can’t say that. It’s forbidden. What’s your name?”

“Mina,” she answers cutely and fiddles with the ends of her braids. “Who’s Y/N? Is she your girlfriend?”

Felix chokes on his own saliva. “...no, why would you say that?”

“I don’t know, my dad always calls my mom’s name when he messes things up.”

“What does that have to do with- oh, shit,” he facepalms himself. This kid is going to give him a cardiac arrest any second now. “It doesn’t matter if she’s my girlfriend or not, what matters is I need to get you back to your parents. Do you know where they are right now?”

Mina simply shakes her head with a pout. “Okay, let’s go find them then,” he can’t help but cracks a smile, ruffling her hair endearingly. Most kids would be bawling their eyes out by now knowing that they’ve strayed from their parents; she’s a tough one.

Felix gently grabs Mina’s hand, biting down on his lower lip as he prays that a cold doesn’t catch up to him tomorrow and ready to dash out of the canopy that’s been keeping him dry for the last hour or two. But then a figure comes into view from afar, holding an umbrella while squinting their eyes through the thick streaks of rain.

“Y/N..?” he mutters to himself in disbelief when you quickly skip underneath the canopy, collapsing the red umbrella in your hands. Felix recognizes that umbrella anywhere—isn’t that Hyunjin’s? Have you been looking for him? And for how long too?

“Didn’t even think about bringing an umbrella, smartass,” you say with a raised eyebrow. “Oh dear, who do we have here?” Before Felix can defend himself in vain with lame excuses, you’ve already taken your attention off him to stare at the unfamiliar presence. Your intense gaze scares Mina a little, causing the little girl to squeeze Felix’s hand, hiding behind his leg.

Your friend laughs, patting her little head in reassurance. “Mina, this is Y/N, my classmate. Don’t let her intimidate you.”

“Are you really going to bother with this little one?” you scrunch your nose a bit. “We’re having pork rib soup, by the way, better hurry if you don’t want Han to hog your portion all to himself.”

Felix rolls his eyes at how utterly apathetic you are towards children. If you can get a perfect A in calc then why is it so hard to simply comprehend that every twelve-year-old needs to be returned to their hypothetical parents safely? “What part of ‘a common sense of morality’ can’t you understand?”

“I don’t want to, actually, sounds like a lot of work,” you hum sarcastically.

“Your girlfriend is scary,” Mina ensconces herself further behind your friend, officially detecting you as a threat rather than someone who will potentially bring her back to the cabin where her parents are probably flipping the whole place upside down in a panic—which is exactly what you’re planning to do.

In your defense, you don’t detest kids in general. Only the bratty ones. And Mina is borderline bratty.

“You know, I can spare her some time, Lost and Found is like..ten minutes away from here.”

“Y/N-” Felix wants to scream at you, rubbing the side of his temple in distress. Imagining you babysitting your neighbor’s newborn last summer with nine bucks per hour, ten hours per day, and five out of seven days per week is one of the few things that constantly keeps him from having a good night's sleep. It baffles him how you haven’t accidentally drowned the infant while giving her a bath.

Mina gives the side of his jeans a tug, round eyes staring up at him expectantly. “Or we can get juice pops!” she exclaims happily and looks over to you, mustering her best puppy eyes. “Please? I don’t want to be alone..”

“Twenty seconds ago, you called me scary and now you’re guilt-tripping me?” you crouch down to get a good look at the kid. Bright, innocent brown eyes, cute button nose, and a chipped front tooth—perhaps she’s a little too cute to not get her juice pops.

Then, “And juice pops too? You evil mad mind genius,” you say after standing up to unfold Hyunjin’s umbrella, swinging it over the top of your head. “That’s extortion, kid, you’re too young for that.”

Felix breaks into a fit of giggles upon seeing you failing at trying to keep a straight face and steps in beside you under the umbrella. His next problem just pops up right then and there—Mina can’t squeeze in considering the umbrella that Hyunjin gave you is solely used for one person.

“Mina, hop on here,” he decides to get on his knees, permitting the little girl to clumsily climb on his back and eventually plopping herself onto his shoulders.

“Oh, oh, oh, can you two hold hands?” Mina suggests with a shit-eating grin on her face. This causes Felix’s cheeks to burn with a bright shade of red while you’re too busy throwing daggers at her with your eyes to notice. “My family does this all the time, my dad would carry me on his shoulders and my mom would hold his hand as we walk home after going to the park.”

You and Felix yell simultaneously, “We’re not your parents!!” But that doesn’t seem to scare the little girl. You’re both just encouraging her.

“Yip yip, horsey, don’t be disobedient now,” she giggles to herself and pulls at a solid patch of Felix’s hair, making you cringe because his hair and scalp have already had enough from his questionable obsession with bright hair colors.

“Ow! Mina! Stop it! Ow!”

“Okay quit torturing my friend,” you tell her and decide to slip your hand in with Felix’s, intertwining your fingers to secure the grip before showing it to Mina so that she’ll stop before any blood is drawn. “There, we’re holding hands just like your mommy and daddy, you happy?”

Felix doesn’t say anything even when Mina nods happily, releasing her monstrous grip off his poor scalp. He only lets you tug him away from the canopy of the cafe as he gazes downward, eyes glued to how your hand fits into his perfectly. The sound of rain tapping against the umbrella suddenly bugs him, suffocating him in a way. In other words, it’s really unnatural to think this way about his best friend but he doesn't want you to let go at all.

Everything seems to move faster when you’re holding onto his hand so certainly. Felix thinks you’re fully aware but try to fight off the voices that are taunting you to just drop it. And truth is, you can care less because your head is now far too fuzzy to focus on anything but the road ahead.

You pray he doesn’t feel the pounding rhythm from your veins. If your red ears haven’t given it away already.

seven.

Jisung has weird friends, that’s a fact. And no, you’re not talking about the gang that saved his ass every time he got into trouble aka you plus JeongMinLixJin. You’re talking about those kids from Class 2C that are mutual friends with Changbin.

Because the moment Jisung barges into the cabin and starts babbling nonsense that you can’t comprehend (not that you can comprehend any of his shit on the daily), you know that he just came back from a get together with those sketchy dudes who managed to sneak some booze inside a shampoo bottle.

“Uhm okay, who gave Felix alcohol?” he squints his eyes hard.

You are more than aware that Jisung is mildly smashed by the way that his cheeks are tinted with a light shade of coral, hiccupping every ten seconds and slightly more clumsy with his feet. He almost tripped over the rug at the front door if it weren’t for Hyunjin who caught him in time so that he wouldn’t break one of his precious teeth. Those painful years of constantly slurping on watery porridge after every dentist appointment to tighten his braces shouldn’t be going down the drain.

Speaking of bland rice water, that’s all Felix has been fed with after returning to camp because he has no choice. The sickness finally caught up to him as a result of staying outside for too long while still dressed in his rain-soaked uniform. Even under the cotton comforter, he’s radiating heat on the outside but stoically shivering on the inside, his energy level is as diminished as his appetite.

The nurse said there’s really nothing that can be done but give him some pills and let him ride it out so now Felix’s all curled up in a corner of his bed, cheeks burning flush of fever, coughing and sneezing occasionally. He refuses to be moved to a completely separate cabin because sleeping alone in a confined place knowing that the grizzly bears might be roaming outside your door is quite frightening for a junior in high school.

“God, what makes you think I’m the batshit drunk one here?” Felix croaks, his voice more hoarse and gruff than usual because every word pains him, his vocal cords pulse in agony at each syllable. And that sentence was probably the longest thing you’ve heard from him since dinner.

Jisung lets Hyunjin toss him onto his bed, face down, and props himself up on his forearms. “Uhh, have you checked yourself the mirror?” he hiccups, words a bit slurred, palms outstretched in a grabby motion. “Seungmin, water- ow! What the fuck was that!?”

He rubs the side of his head while babbling incoherently like a fucking five-year-old because Seungmin decided to chuck a water bottle at him. Those years of playing baseball during retreats indeed paid off.

“I went for the head,” Seungmin looks up from his book calmly, acting innocent.

Jisung whines and turns to his side, watching as the water bottle rolls back towards him after coming in contact with the wall. “God, I miss Minho. You guys suck,” he takes it before sitting right up but flops himself back down when a pang of pain claws at his temple. Who even allowed him to drink?

“Didn’t he make your high school experience miserable?” Hyunjin laughs, sitting down on the corner of his bed, legs curled into his chest.

“Hello? That was me,” Seungmin clarifies, he sounds a little offended. “He called me a nerd for studying late at the library for our finals! Our fucking finals! Do you know how insecure my freshman self was? I was so hurt!”

You cross your arms and mumble, “He’s the same guy who treated you ice-cream after finding out you got a B in physics.”

Hyunjin hums, butting into the topic, “And he made me do fifty push-ups because I unintentionally skipped a day at practice. Our Dance Club really didn’t need a president who effortlessly snatches the Asshole of the Year Award like he’s stealing candies from a kid.”

“Please, you’re practically buddies now,” you scoff. “You always play Mario Kart and rewatch the Avatar series with him, even during midterms!”

“Oh! Oh! Oh!” Jisung suddenly gets on his feet, jumping up and down like a maniac. You’re highly concerned for the bed by the creaking sound that it’s making—sounds just like something straight out of a horror film. “He almost threw a knife at me!”

You’re running out of excuses to defend your stupid brother at this rate. What’s the point in trying anyway? “Han, it was a plastic knife, chill.”

Jisung crawls off his bed to approach you, pinching his thumb and index finger together before shoving them to your face. “I was this close to dying! You try having someone threaten to throw a knife at you during lunch break,” he complains like it’s the end of the world. Truth is, you’ve seen (and experienced) worse things.

“Minho’s still my brother.”

Staring at you, Jisung looks unimpressed. “He wanted to kill me because I commented on his puffy cheeks that day.”

“He’s adopted.”

The conversation is pulled to a halt right there when Felix does a full-body groan, his head spinning and sweats starting to collect at his hairline. With his mind buzzed like he’s floating, the bickering only adds to the pressure that’s squeezing each of his functioning brain cells. In other words, it feels as though Han Jisung is a fucking hamster going on a marathon across his body, nibbling on his limbs and ears as he’s going through a hangover, his immune system going on a rampage.

Felix doesn’t even drink.

“That’s my call for a bedtime story.” You glare at Jisung when he clears his throat while you’re attempting to tuck Felix into bed, pressing your palm against his forehead to check his temperature. It’s not climbing anymore, he should be okay after sweating everything out.

Hyunjin pulls his friend back onto his bed, locking his limbs in tight before he waddles around and potentially breaks one of those decorative pieces on the bookshelf. “Not to burst your ego, but I don’t think you’re sober enough to give us a good story,” he says unapologetically.

“Puh-lease,” Jisung lets out the weirdest chuckle at that, wagging his forearm like those Japanese ceramic cat figures that are supposed to bring people good fortune; and Han Jisung is notorious for bringing people anything but good fortune. “They didn’t even have vodka, only Strongbow. That shit is too weak for me.”

You snort involuntarily, “Actually, I think you meant you’re too weak for those bottles of cider.”

“Wow, Y/N, what a snake.”

eight.

The bonfire crackles, flaring up to life when coach Kim tosses a lit matchstick into the pyramid pile of branches and woods. The flame projects long shadows of the trees all round along, swirling and curling in obscure shapes with the high schoolers that each hugs their own cup of hot cocoa, chomping on their marshmallows of choice.

Glowing embers beneath are colored by the inferno that seems to be moving with the rhythm and melody of the song that they’re all singing along, drumming their feet and bobbing their heads simultaneously.

“Are you guys sure you don’t want to join them?” Felix says apologetically after sneezing into a piece of tissue, his nose all red and swollen. “I can just… I don’t know, read a book or something.”

When he refers to those oddly colorful and rather bulky-looking books on the shelves, Seungmin immediately stops putting a cookie inside his mouth midway. “Those are called ‘aesthetically useless interior decoration’, Lix. Good luck trying to open those plastic blocks,” he expresses with his hands after stuffing the cookie into his mouth, chewing rather aggressively.

Felix feels quite bad because, for all he knows, Hyunjin and Seungmin have been planning on going kayaking today and trying out volleyball tomorrow. You’re all going home in two days yet they’ve done nothing but pigging out in pure distress. “Still, it’s a summer camp, you all should be out there having fun, not stuck inside to look after me while tolerating...that,” he quietly looks over at Jisung who just exited the bathroom after splashing his face with some water.

At least he doesn’t look crazy and homeless now.

“How are they doing that again?” you join Hyunjin as he rests his head lazily on his forearms, staring outside from the cabin’s window like Rapunzel in an alternative universe where Flynn Rider managed to escape the tower with the crown, leaving her behind longing for civil human interactions in vain.

“They sing..” he drawls. “And turn their heads to look at each other in the eye.”

You wave it off absentmindedly, falling on your back so now your head is hung upside down from the bed, your arms dangling midair. “Well, that sounds exhausting,” you mumble, ignoring the way that Seungmin is internally judging you.

Hyunjin sighs, “Never one for sentiment, are you?”

“Easier to let it burn,” you answer flatly, sitting upright when blood starts rushing to your head.

“Don’t feel bad,” Seungmin immediately forces a smile at Felix. “We’re not really into sitting with a bunch of idiots just to enjoy a mildly decent hot cocoa either way.”

Suddenly the lights go out, and Felix immediately curls himself further into the blanket, a little thrown off. Jisung’s face comes into view out of nowhere when he makes a grab for the oil lamp that no one seems to take notice of, lighting it up with a single match. “C’mon, kids, no bonfire is complete without a good ghost story,” he crosses his legs on the floor happily, still somewhat tipsy so his body is bouncing in excitement with occasional hiccups.

Hyunjin and Seungmin exchange questionable looks before scrambling to the floor, settling themselves a few solid inches in front of the oil lamp with a sigh while you only shrug at Felix, propping your head onto your hands. Laziness is starting to hold you hostage on Hyunjin’s bed at this rate.

Seungmin spares Jisung a slight glare, “Better not bullshit us with the same one that you heard at school-”

“No,” Jisung’s lips morph into something similar to a smirk, he looks concerningly confident for someone who’s utterly terrified after watching IT. And now he’s attempting to give his bros who are equally jumpy about everything and anything, you’re excited to see how this goes. “I heard this one from a camp counselor, true story.” You definitely don’t like the sound of that.

At first, the ghost was no more than a chill in the air, a shimmer of mist to the common eyes. Through the heavy rain and fog that seeps through people’s skin, chilling the core of their bones, it slowly came into focus. It wasn’t until the camper found refuge under a canopy of an abandoned café that it congealed into a form—a small child with brilliant round eyes, dressed in white clothing.

For a moment, all was silent and still. It was as though the camper got hypnotized, feet planted to the ground. Then, he could hear a small lullaby in a cheerful voice.

“Oranges and Lemons say the bells of St.Clements…” They know how that one ended.

Suddenly someone blows out the candle, but Jisung’s voice still rings in your eardrums. “When the camper took a step back, the ghost spoke again, this time with the voice almost of a smoker and grin…” You can feel Hyunjin hop back to bed with you in a tick of a clock, holding onto you for dear life with the infrequent whimpers of fear.

Jisung proceeds to continue, “The grin soon became a snarl, baring teeth like a wolf when it finished the lullaby…”

A muffled silence descends. And, “Have you come to play…?”

“AHHH!!” Felix lets out a petrified shriek, but what confuses you is the sound of Jisung grunting rather in pain. Seungmin sighs in disapproval, flickering the lights on while leaning back against the wall.

And now before your eyes is a slightly traumatized, feverish Felix with clattering teeth, quivering inside his blanket. Whereas, Jisung is sprawled across the floor, hugging his poor stomach, hacking up lungs. Deserve.

“This is why you don’t give people who can high-kick jump scares, dumbass,” Seungmin comments and crouches down in front of Jisung like his knight in shiny armors, letting a bottle of ointment dangle between his fingers. “Put this on, bet it’s already bruising.”

Hyunjin releases his arms around you and walks towards the freckled boy who looks like he’s about to slip into a coma. “Lix, are you okay?” he knits his brows together, starting to feel somewhat concerned.

Felix only waves it off with a raspy laugh, standing on wobbly legs with his blanket still wrapped around his figure. “I’m fine, I’ll just go wash my face.” Truth is, he’s anything but fine. And it doesn’t help when he accidentally has a glance of his own reflection in the body-length mirror from across the cabin—his hair is sticking to his forehead, his face is slightly more puffy than usual, and his eyebags look like he hasn’t slept in decades—he looks worse than a trash can, basically.

“Hyunjin,” you raise a brow at your friend’s current state.

“What?”

“Catch him.”

“Huh-” Hyunjin snaps his head back when a loud thud is heard, eyes growing twice as big in sheer panic upon the sight of Felix laying on his stomach, mere inches away from his feet. “Felix!!” Your friends rush to his side while you’re too busy checking the thermometer by his nightstand. The temperature doesn’t seem to be too alarming, he should be fine after sleeping and sweating it out. But really, Felix looks more like he’s having the nap of a lifetime rather than passing out from the worst fever of the century. That doesn’t stop everyone from freaking out, unfortunately.

Also, everyone can agree that this is the first and last storytime to ever happen.

nine.

Felix sits on the beach, eyes moving from sand to stone, from rock pools to breaking waves. He lets out a sigh, an exhale of relief when a breeze passes by him, tousling his hair as he buries his feet deeper into the primrose-colored grains. The briny aroma that exists in every fiber of air makes him feel at ease, as though unknotting all his angsty-teenager worries with grace. He feels a bit better, partially because his fever has already gone down when he shook you out of your half-asleep state at four in the morning.

“Why?” you ask without turning your head after sensing his tense posture.

Felix looks confused, a little startled when you break the silence. “Why what?”

“Why the long face?” you unknowingly exhale too, stubbornly gazing forward. “Thinking about something?” For some reason, you’re too...scared to even spare him a small glance. This isn’t you, did his fever rub off on you or something?

To your dismay, his sudden inquiry catches you off guard. “High school is going to be over in a year, have you thought about what to do?”

You open your mouth to protest with something along the line of he’s overthinking again and there’s still an entire year ahead to make new memories but when you’re about to utter the first word, your mouth automatically snaps itself close. It’s like you have an entire masterpiece planned out in your mind but when someone tosses you a blank canvas, you’re standing there in defeat like the biggest idiot. Felix is serious this time, you know it’s not because he’s lightheaded after riding out the fever.

“Honestly?” you breathe out. “No, I haven’t. God, I don’t even want to think about it, the future scares me a little.”

Upon the mossed rock and vibrant horizon, comes the sun rays that are promised by the starlit sky. It makes you both a little breathless, not exchanging a single word nor moving a muscle for a while.

Until, “Fine, it scares me a whole lot,” you confess, gaze cast downward as you hug your legs closer to your chest. “It sucks because everyone seems to have their lives together, Jisung is finally taking his interest in music seriously, Hyunjin is planning on being an actual theater kid, and Seungmin is...I don’t know, but he’s definitely onto something. Point is, everyone is already one too many steps ahead of me, I’m just..here, stuck. And I don’t feel like I have-”

“A lot of time left.” Felix finishes your sentence, prompting you to look at him this time. His delicate features shine under the cracking lights of dawn, starry eyes twinkling and lips outstretched into the smile that you absolutely adore. He has such a contagious type of smile that it makes you feel a little less dead inside whenever you see it. But your heartbeat also grows a little more ecstatic.

A hearty chuckle. “You’re not alone, you know,” he says while not breaking away from the eye contact, this makes your throat grow dry. “I still have so much to do, so much to...say yet too little time. So yeah, don’t think about it too much, I’m never gonna leave you behind no matter what.”

You have to hold back a playful scoff at that; and to think he was the one who brought up this sappy topic. “If anything, you’re the overthinker in this relationship,” you tell him with a nudge on his rib. “But if you’ve already had my back, then you should know that I’ll always have yours too.”

Because what would you do without an overthinker like Felix? Drowning your sorrow by stress-eating in the middle of the night? Bottoming out on questionable drinks to end up like Han Jisung? Winging every single important choice that can potentially flip your life upside down in either a good or bad way? Not in a million years. He knows that you need him as much as he needs you, harsh truth but you still hate it either way.

You both don’t look forward to the future, like at all.

You’re too apathetic and overall just a big ‘meh’ about it. You’re the type of person that goes with the flow, letting life toss you around like a ragdoll until you finally snap at some point to fight back because you know where the line between giving up and knowing that you’ve had enough is. Meanwhile, Felix is rather anxious about things. If a piece of paper with a pencil can draw out the map of his entire destiny ahead then he’ll have it finished in one night. But he’s grown out of his middle school self to know that things don’t always go as planned.

Guess if things turn out to be shit, you’ll still have him.

“Does that mean if we’re still single in our thirties, you’ll marry me like how our parents always joke about?” Felix cracks a shit-eating grin this time, one that makes your heart swell but for the most part, you wanna whack him unconscious with a pillow.

You sneer in return, “Sure, but you’ll have to fall for me first.”

There’s a pang in Felix’s chest, it’s so loud and evident that he’s afraid you might hear it. You really didn’t have to slap him in the face with that seemingly harmless statement. “Hmm, who would even fall for a stubborn hermit crab like you?” he jokes to hide the nervousness that’s crawling upon his spine. His ears are probably bright red right now. “Although...that wouldn’t be a problem with me.” Because he’s already fallen for you, a little too hard actually.

“What does that even mean?” you only hum after questioning his statement, nothing makes sense right now since you’re getting a little sleepy because a certain someone wanted to watch the sunrise which simply lasted for about two minutes after two(ish) hours of waiting.

“I don’t know,” Felix laughs before standing up, dusting the sand off of his jeans. “You go figure it out, smartass.” With that, he runs off with his Converses dangling between his fingers, leaving you dumbfounded in the middle of the beach like a total dimwit. Slowly, within those five seconds of making eye contact with your best friend again, his words zero in on you like a wakeup call.

Urgently grabbing your sneakers, you chase after him. “Hey- wait! GET BACK HERE!” By looks of it, you’ve probably figured it out now. It’s not like he’s trying to be subtle either.

Felix feels like he just gained strength from spewing out that indirect confession, and it gives him a tiny ray of hope that he still has his entire youth before his eyes to tell you how he really feels. Or his whole life if you don’t start resenting him for crossing the line that no one dares talk about when they have a thing for their best friend.

Either way, as long as Felix sees your presence side by side with him at every ups and downs, he’s home.

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stray kids as girl group songs because i can't sleep on a monday night

series of the few girlgroup songs i know bc i only stan boygroups and mostly listen to just that,, followed by a short cute scenario inspired by that said song bc it's the middle of the night and i can't sleep 💫💓❣

all of the blurbs are like 100 words at most, no warnings i think ?? yeah :') mostly fluff. enjoy.

bang chan as really really by cherry bullet

okay but the lyrics to this are so cute and so chan 🥺🥺 like there's a line that goes like "even my insecurities turned into confidence" and if that doesnt scream channie to you then i don't know what will. like the song sounds just so cute and warm and like a warm hug in spring 💫☁️💓

"i really, really like you." you hear chan say, making your mouth hang open in surprise.

"me?" you ask.

"yeah, who else?"

"n-no, that's- i'm not that likeable-"

"stop it, y/n. you are the most likeable person i know and you bring me so much happiness and comfort every single day. so stop doubting yourself, you silly, okay?"

minho as not shy by itzy

you feel the blush on your cheeks deepen as he deletes the space in between the two of you, enveloping you in a tight hug. you see a butterfly fly around, much similiar to the ones in your stomach, making you softly giggle. "i like you too, chan."

okay is it just me or do itzy songs just scream minho energy ?? we stan confident queens. also their dance--- queens. okay. well, this song captures minho's confident attractive side the most i feel like 😎 like imagine a confident confession by our boy minho over here ??

"what do you even want, minho?" you furrow your brows in frustration and confusion all at once, waving your hands in the air.

"i want you." he says, gazing deep into your eyes.

you are left with no words in your mouth, breathing quickening at his gaze, his aura capturing you in a way you didn't know it could before.

"minho-"

your words are soon cut off by his mouth on yours, but you're glad, because you didn't really have anything to say anyway.

changbin as witch by the good girl cast

this song is a whole ass vibe my girls jiwoo and jamie snapped in this 🥵🥵 it's just has that badass dark vibe changbin radiates at all times (except from when he's in his soft zone lol) and like some good mafia aus can be written with this vibe but i don't do those so yeah here's a little something confusing

"what did i do?" asks changbin in the arms of the police, a deep smirk sitting on his lips.

"oh, you already know, young man." spits the policemen, bringing him into the car, leaving you watching him with eyes fierce, insides burning. this again?

"wait for me, babygirl, yeah?" yells changbin your way, his blonde locks falling into his eyes.

you ignore his calling. "i'm gonna come back. as always. yeah?" smirks changbin.

he's not the bad guy. or is he?

hyunjin as psycho by red velvet

ummmm- are we even surprised ?? no. he owns the psycho cover and i watch it at least 3 times a day for good luck and clear skin 💫😎 but like this song is about someone coming to ruin you and like be honest did hyunjin completely ruin you or are you normal

you dry the tears off your cheeks, a sad smile coming onto your features, feeling like a psychopath again, falling for his games and for his tricks, just like every time.

"you just love me too much, right?" smirks hyunjin, placing a hand onto your cheek, rubbing small circles onto it to comfort you.

you sniffle, scoffing. you are pathetic. so, so pathetic. but you're never going to change.

because you're never going to stop loving him.

"yeah."

jisung as fancy by twice

okay are we even surprised part 2 ?? he ate that shit up, like that 💫💓dalkomhan chocolate ice-cream-cheoreom nogabeorineun jigeum nae gibun so lovely☁️💟 lives in my head rent-free 24/7 and i listen to the fancy cover literally every single day (while aggresively skipping wooj*n's face) and i am not even joking at this point. and the VIBE ?? the VIBEEE ?? jisung and you being your each others first love and dhskskdn omg my heart-

"i like you so much." mumbles jisung into your neck, planting a soft peck on it in the process, making you giggle.

"i know. you tell me every single day." you say, looking into his eyes, feeling like you see the whole entire universe in them, gazing into them as if they answer the questions to everything there is in the world.

"okay. let me change it up a little, then," giggles jisung, pecking your lips, "i love you."

you stare at him in awe, euphoria of hearing him say those words for the first time taking over you, a wide smile appearing on your mouth. "i love you too."

felix as hip by mamamoo

okay are we even surprised part 3 like ummm that boy ate the choreo up 🥵🥰 umm yeah but hip and mamamoo in general are so cool and so is felix lmao (btw hip is the song that got me into kpop this march 🥺🥺) and like hip is about being who you are and respecting and loving someone with everything they are 💓💫

"sometimes i even wonder why you're dating me in the first place." you mumble, your hair greasy and your loose t-shirt falling over your hips.

"what? why would you think about something like that?" felix furrows his brows, confused about your sudden confession.

"well, a girl like me is no fit for a boy like you. you're all cool and stuff and here i am with my oily hair and loose clothes..." you gesture to your body, feeling embarrased by even bringing it up.

"you're cool too, stop that. i love you just the way you are." he smiles, pecking your lips, suddenly making all your worries dissapear.

seungmin as lovesick girls by blackpink

okay i don't know what it is but this song just screams seungmin to me,, like the idea of knowing you'll get hurt by love but still wanting it nonthless, needing love and desiring it... also,,the vibes of like the evening summer city just sit so well with seungmin in my opinion

you put your legs out of the window of the going car, singing at the top of your lungs, passing the lamposts and counting how many of them are on the long highway.

you turn around to look at seungmin on the driver's seat, humming the song with you, looking at you once in a while, his heart beating fast at the presence of you in his car this late at night. he promised himself he's not going to fall in love again, but you weren't making it any easier for him. he was born to be alone, but you make him feel like loneliness is not the answer.

"i never want this moment to stop." you blurt out, amazed by the empty highway.

"yeah," sighs seungmin, watching you for a just a few seconds to still drive safely, feeling his heart combusting at the way your hair blows in the breeze, "me neither."

jeongin as la di da by everglow

retro vibes and jeongin = 💫💫💫 yes yes yes. anyways, umm idk this song just makes me think of like the hated couple walking along the night city when it's the carnival or something and everyone's just staring at you and gossiping bc they are jealous,,but you two don't care bc you just love each other too much 🤪❣

you turn your head to kiss him in the line for the carousel, seeing the disgusted faces of your classmates gossiping somewhere in the distance.

"people are staring again, jeongin," you whisper, looking to the ground.

"they are just jealous, baby. let's go, it's our turn." he giggles, taking you by the hand and pulling you to the carousel, making you laugh in the process as you get on and get prepared to yell your lungs out on the ride.

yeah, jeongin was right.

they are just jealous. let them know how much you're enjoying yourself.

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atiny-exol · 4 years

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Innocent! Straykids their Yandere s/o punishes them

Warning: this is a yandere reaction, this contains a toxic relationship, abuse, torture, blood and some dark topics if you are uncomfortable with that please don't read it.

Chan

He is the nicest and loveliest person you know

Always nice to you and everyone around him

And that's the problem

You hate it when he talks with other people

Epically girls

So it isn't a surprise that you had enough one day

Chan really was just nice to the young lady and helped her with some heavy stuff but of course you got jealous

As soon as you arrived home later, you locked the door and told him that you hate it when he is flirting with other people

He didn't really understand what you mean.. He was just nice wasn't he?

You cried infront of him and told him how horrible and terrible you felt while he flirted with this girl

How insecure you are and how much it scares you that he might leave you for someone better

It wasn't the first time that you manipulated him and it isn't the last time

Let's say that he won't talk that nicely to others anymore because he doesn't want to hurt you and just wants the best for you

So his punishment is more psychological

,,B.. Babygirl/Babyboy? W.. Why why are you crying? Did I do something wrong again? I'm sorry I'm. Really sorry." Chans wrapped his strong arm around you waist and pets you head with the other hand. ,,N.. No no..its fine c.. Chan it's fine." you cried out under fake sobs, and behind his back a smirk appeared on your face. He is so easy to manipulate.

Minho

You kidnapped the poor guy, but at least you took your cats with him

You know how much he loves his cats

But he he gives them more attention when you. You will take them away

Lock him up and just let him out if he gives you the attention you need

You aren't physically

You just know that the cats are the only interaction he will have with something what breaths beside you

And he wouldn't stand it if you hurt his precious cats

He never breaks the limit so he isn't sure if you really hurt his cats or not

But to be honest he doesn't want to find it out

,,No Minho you don't understand that! You won't give me attention while you pet this stupid things!" Minho looked at you with big eyes and carefully put the cat down his lap and on the ground, before he looked away. ,,Y/N s.. See I.. I'm sorry.. I" ,,A sorry won't fix that Minho~" with a soft voice you continued. ,,Never do that again or I have to lock you in the basement again without your cats."

Changbin

Changbin is a very feisty one

He doesn't want to play by your rules and he will do everything to break them

He tries to run away multiple times

And you are getting tired of it

Yes it is funny to see the climpse of happiness in his eyes then he steps outside for a second

And yes it's sadistically satisfying to see how his happiness turns into fear and anger as soon as he realizes that it was a trap

It is funny and yes you loved it

But that doesn't mean that you will let him do that over and over again

Killing for Changbin? No problem for you

You will drag some friends from him one by one in the basement let him watch how you torture them and then he can decide witch one dies first

If he doesn't give in you will break him into submission

Loud and painful screams echo through the silent and dark basement as you stabbed the knive inside the thigh of your newest victim. A satisfied and sadistic giggle left your mouth as you smudged the blood other the face of them, before you turned around to your tied up boyfriend. ,,Come on binnie which one should si kill first? Choose wisely because the other one will get more pain for the next hour."

Hyunjin

Let me make one thing clear this one isn't that easy to break

You are his best friend for some time

You love him

You are possessive over him

He is the one who gives you the will to live and he

He is just so ignorant

One day he told you that he has a girlfriend now

And you would not only hate her bur also hyunjin

But you love him too and you want to make Jim yours

Breaking hyunjin is one goal you tried not to do but after this you aren't that nice anymore

You tied him on a chair and pulled out a knive

Your initials now over his collarbone

After that you brought his girlfriend in the room and killed her infront of him

Let's say he won't break your heart again

The black haired girl layed on the floor, infront of Hyunjins feet, shaking in fear as she saw how you stepped near to her. The inner sadist came out and your once so lovely face is twisted into a psychotic smile to her, before you stepped on her hand, letting her scream another time in pain. ,,Hyunjin is mind just mine and you-" you squatted infront of her and with a rough pull on her hair you brought her face near yours. ,,You will never change that."

Jisung

Best boy

He is a whole sunshine does everything to make you happy and would never betray you

At least you thought that

One time you came home and Jisung wasn't around

His clothes are gone and you couldn't track his mobile phone anymore

You cried a lot but then you got angry

He did the only thing you asked him not to do

He left you

And he will regret it

It wasn't impossible to find him

And once you though him

He tried to tell people that you are going to hurt whim that you are sick

But you made the lie that he is mentally not stable and that he is confused

No one believed him

And now you have him back again

His punishment is easy

He won't go out anymore, you take the affection you gave him away and you treat him like a doll

Nothing and I mean nothing is done by himself anymore

If you don't need him right now he is tied to the bed, gagged and unable to do anything

You love him and you don't want to lose him ever again

,,My precious little doll." you said while you are deep down in your own happy mindset, where everything is good and Jisung is living a happy life with you together. The reality is far away from that. Jisung is laying on the bed, eyes closed, mouth filled with a gag and a few tears running down his cheek while he wished that he never made the mistake to try to leave you.

Felix

He was your best friend for such a long time

And you loved him since your childhood

As you confessed to him and he returned the feeling you were so happy

But Felix soon realized that the relationship isn't going like he wanted it to be

You are jealous very easily no one can come near him without you throwing a tantrum

He can't talk to anyone anymore because you would get angry at him

But you can't understand why he doesn't like it

It just showy that you love him so much and that you won't let someone steal him away

But as he tries to break up with you

You lost everything

Of course you would let him go at first

But after this night no one and I mean no one saw him again

Because he is sitting in the house you made just for you and him

He can't leave it

And you still need to remind him that he can never break up with you again

That's why you should show him how much he hurted you with that

,,Come on lixie. It isn't that worse."you said while you rolled your eyes and layed the teaser on the table beside you. ,,You didn't understand yet how much it hurt me when you tried to break up with me. You don't know it yet." Another deep sigh left your mouth and you looked at your other tools laying on the table, placing the hammer inside your hand, and as soon as your fingers wrapped around the cruel tool you can see the fear in his eyes. ,,That's it. That's what I want to see." Incomprehensible words left his gagged mouth and another giggle is heard from you. ,,Don't worry soon you understand the pain I felt.

Seungmin

You stalked him for so long and he didn't even know that you existed

You took photos of him at every activity he did

A whole room just with photos from him

Let's say some of them aren't that innocent

Punishing Seungmin?

Yes because one day you decided to take him

You want him to fall in love with you

So you texted him

But he was so rude towards you

Lling you that he doesn't know who you are and that you are probably a psycho

So you blackmailed him with some photos

And if he didn't believe you and block you

The photos are on all social media platforms till he apologizes

Disbelieving what he just saw, eungmin shakes his head and thinks that all of this is just a big bad nightmare, but as he opened Instagram again and saw the same pictures over and over again, tears collected in his eyes and he quickly unblocked the person who threatened him yesterday.

,,I'm sorry please I won't do it again. Please... D.. Dont post pictures of me like that again. "

Jeongin

He is the easiest to manipulate

Soon in your relationship you arrange it that he has no one beside you

All his friends disappeared one by one and no one wants to talk to him anymore

If he doesn't behave well you will threat him that you will leave him

That no one will ever love him the same way you love him

That everyone will hurt him

And Jeongin believes you. Especially if you are older he will believe you

Everything you say is true in his mind and he doesn't think twice about it

You have him wrapped around your little finger and if he still acts like a brat you will treat him like a child

Early bedtime, no sweet, not going outside and no affection

So.. Let's say he won't do it that often

,,What did I say Jeongin baby? " ,,N.. No sweets after 9pm N.. Noona/H.. Hyung."the younger said while his head hand low and his look shows that he is sorry that he disappointed you. ,,And what did you do Baby?" ,,I a.. Ate sweets after 9pm without asking." ,,That's right. Now go to the separate room. You sleep alone today." His eyes widden in shock and he looked at you with teary eyes. ,,N.. Noona/Hyung p. Please n." ,,I won't repeat that Jeongin. Go."

#straykids #stray kids changbin #straykids felix #stray kids felix #stray kids male reader #stray kids reaction #stray kids reactions #stray kids yandere #stray kids #stray kids hyunjin #stray kids han #stray kids jisung #stray kids chan #stray kids minho #stray kids seungmin #stray kids scenarios #stray kids jeongin

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jadedjxsung · 4 years

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hahha me again! could i please request a jisung friends or frenemies to lovers au, maybe some drunk talk is involved, also im a sucker for misunderstandings or jealousy so theres some angst in the middle of the story but ultimately ends fluffy and good. thank you! hope u have a great day :)

my first request fsjafkfjj thank you! i hope you enjoy it, and are having a pleasant day yourself :)

han jisung x reader | friends to lovers au | hurt/comfort, fluff + angst (i am a sucker for hurt/comfort and friends to lovers sdkfdj) | 1.2k words | tw: drinking/alcohol, jealousy, also swearing maybe

you casually sprawled on the couch of your apartment, waiting for your guests to arrive. checking the time on your phone, it was 6pm - they were due to turn up at any minute.

as if on cue, the door swung open quite suddenly - causing you to flinch slightly. in came your best friend jisung, followed by felix, seungmin, changbin, jeongin, hyunjin, minho and chan. the three eldest carried bags - bringing in the pleasant smell of takeout. one of them had glass bottles that clinked as they put the bags on your kitchen bench.

“are we ready to party?!” jisung climbed over the back of your couch to sit where your feet had been moments ago. this was something he’d started doing some time ago, and he’d landed on you more than once - it had become a reflex to move your feet.

“let’s eat first, that food can’t go cold.” you gently nudged him with your foot before you stood up, everyone soon filling up plates with the various different dishes the lads had brought with them.

as the night progressed, your living room became a mess of beer and soju bottles, blankets and jackets strewn about. everyone was at least tipsy, if not quite drunk already. you felt the buzz in your skull, and everyone’s coordination was definitely off; which was likely why felix suggested that you crack out your old wii and play some wii sports, which resulted in the scene in front of you.

hyunjin and jisung were versing each other in bowling, and it was getting quite competitive. your face hurt from how much you’d been laughing - you’d hardly been able to breathe for the past few minutes, and it didn’t help you were sandwiched between the arm of your couch and minho.

“are they always this competitive when they’re drunk?”

“yeah. it’s a wonder they haven’t tried to kill each other yet.” he chuckled, taking a sip of... something in a green bottle. you couldn’t quite read the label. hyunjin screeched suddenly and started doing his victory dance wii remote nearly hitting him in the head once or twice. jisung was pouting, and sat down on the cushion by your feet, leaning against your legs.

“aww jisungie, you big baby.” you ruffled his hair affectionately as you got up, going to the bathroom. when you returned after a couple of minutes, they’d decided to play a horror game instead. you returned to the couch, where jisung, minho, and felix were sitting. minho and jisung moved over so that there would be enough room for you to squish yourself between them. as felix played the game, everyone was silent, screeching when there were jumpscares. you naturally brought your knees to your chest, so that your left side was now leaning against the back of the couch and you were facing minho, your back to jisung. you felt jisung bury his face into your back, and there was something comforting in that.

closing your eyes for a while, you started thinking about your friendship with him. you’d always had a bit of a crush on him, and while you didn’t like to admit it, you’d never get tired of his company. even if he was a little shit sometimes. silently, you decided that you would take those feelings, shove them into a box and kick it under your bed. your friendship was valuable to you, and you didn’t want to risk losing it all because of some human emotions that you could suppress. you’d get over it eventually, right?

... right?

you opened your eyes again, lifting your head - you’d been resting your head on minho’s shoulder, who was fast asleep. the first thing you noticed was your back felt cold. no jisung. peering in the dark, you didn’t see him with the others, who were playing some combination of poker and uno that they’d tried to teach you once. it was horribly confusing.

“i think he went that way, y/n.” chan tilted his head towards your barely-even-a-hallway hallway, that lead to the bathroom and your bedroom. “he’s definitely at the ‘sad drunk jisung’ stage.” you nodded, making your way towards your room. you could see the light of your rgb led strips slowly change colour as you knocked gently and opened the door.

silently, you sat on your bed, cross legged by his body. his back was facing you now.

“you okay?”

sniffle. “no.”

“why?” thick silence. “tell me, baby.” silence, with the exception of a few sniffles here and there. he said something quietly, but you didn’t quite pick up on it. “what?”

“you seem close with minho-hyung.” he spoke louder.

“well, i guess so. we’re friends.”

“i-is it more than that?”

“where’d you get that idea, hmm?” he turned around, so he was facing you.

“you were very close to him, practically sitting on his lap.” another sniffle. the way the blue light hit his features made him look much sadder - his eyes, which were glassy, reflected the light, and you could see the tear trails down his cheeks.

“it sounds like you’re jealous, sungie.” you gently teased.

he sighed. “yeah, i am. i want you to be cuddling me, to be close to me. i’ve liked you for so long and i’ve tried to hide it because our friendship means so much to me and i know you don’t like me back.” he started crying again.

you moved backwards, so you were leaning against the wall, a pillow behind your back, and opened your arms. jisung half-crawled onto your lap, so he was straddling you, crying into the crook of your neck. you wrapped your arms around his waist.

“so much for kicking boxes under beds.” you muttered to yourself. “i like you too, you idiot. i didn’t think you liked me back.”

he moved away to look at you, eyes wide in disbelief. “really?”

“yeah. i value our friendship and didn’t want to ruin it just because i had romantic feelings for you.” he buried his face in the crook of your neck again. you gently tilted your head, kissing him on the cheek. you felt his soft lips press a kiss to your collarbone. he kissed you gently, from your collarbone, up your neck, on your jaw, and stopped after he kissed the corner of your mouth.

“what?”

“can i kiss you?” you couldn’t help but chuckle.

“you’re cute. of cour-” he cut you off, pressing his lips to yours, your eyes shutting automatically. at first, he was desperate, and then began to relax as you tilted your head to deepen the kiss further, bringing your hands up to tangle in his hair. his lips were as soft as they looked, and he tasted like a mixture of soju and the takeout you’d eaten some time ago. you pulled away, so you could breathe, resting your hands against the back of his neck. how pretty he was, you thought, with his slightly swollen pouty lips, flushed cheeks and messy hair.

“i’ve been wanting to do that for a while.”

“mmm...” you hummed. “how about you move over a little bit so i can lie down?”

his lips, still slightly swollen, turned into a small grin. “only if you kiss me.”

i literally just remembered the read more thing exists oh my god- anyway, thanks for the request! feel free to request again!!

#stray kids imagines #han jisung imagines #jisung imagines #stray kids han #han jisung #stray kids angst.#stray kids fluff #han jisung fluff #han jisung angst #han jisung hurt/comfort #skz han #skz han jisung

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worldoffanficskpopcpop · 4 years

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Hwang Hyunjin AU Fanfic Recommendation Masterlist

Hello! Welcome to my fanfic recommendations! If you would like to see other groups or other content in regards to this artist or their group, please click the links below! All of the masterlists/posts I’ve made will always be updated when I find new content or scenarios! Feel free to recommend me some blogs to check out! Also, you like my fanfic recommendations, please like and/or reblog so that more people can see it! I will release more groups as time goes on!

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Boxer AU

Bloody Knuckles: You wish Hyunjin would tell you when he has his match in advance, not like three days before it

Camp AU

enemies to lovers!: camp counsellors y/n and hyunjin never get along,, until y/n drowns and hyunjin has to save them

CEO AU

sincerely,: Being the company’s youngest CEO of one of the top soju brands in the country does not get easier as the days pass. You’re forever thankful for your assistant, hwang hyunjin, who knows everything about you and what it takes to keep your head on your shoulders.

Delivery Boy!Hyunjin

Pizza Boy: you’re a usual customer at the pizzeria your friends work at, ordering pizza whenever there’s no food in your house; but when you realized the new delivery boy is super cute and makes your heart stop, what do you do? Order pizza all the time, obviously

Detective!Hyunjin

Secret Panels and Paperwork: Seoul Police Headquarters is much more interesting than your old job, particularly the detective you’re now shadowing

Husband & Dad!Hyunjin

Fuck the Neighbors: Your son was a bit hyper today but Hyunjin was not in a good mood

Told You: How do you lose a kid?!

Welcome Back: Hyunjin is away on tour and comes home early to surprise you and your guys’ son

Idol!Reader

A Bump in the Road: You and Hyunjin started secretly dating after your groups did a joint performance. Things don’t really go as planned when a jealous JYP trainee finds out and tells on you, but that only leads to defiance

“Baby.”: You had a cute nickname and perhaps Hyunjin calls you that while you’re hosting a live broadcast.

Focus: You are an idol and have a collab stage with Hyunjin when you injured your ankle. Not wanting to burden him, you kept your injury to yourself... Maybe you should’ve told him beforehand.

idol!reader meeting hyunjin backstage: You, an idol known for your dancing skills, bumped into Hyunjin of Stray Kids backstage at an award show.

My Idiot: Dispatch sucks and posted pictures of our date

Rules: How did you end up in Hwang Hyunjin’s bed?

show: We got married show

Stages: He wanted to do a stage with me but wasn’t able too.

The Lovers Dance: Being a trainee is burdensome, but when there’s someone to help share those burdens, you begin to see the lighter side of things

Mafia AU

Light and Darkness: Life with Hyunjin is sweet, Sweeter than you thought it would be. Darker than you wanted it to be

Photographer AU

picturesque: in which you fall in love with photographer!hyunjin

Rich Boy!Hyunjin

the city and you: in which a rich city boy is forced to live in the countryside, but along the way, he meets you

Royal AU

At War: Your country is at war with another, and your father sends you (the crown princess) to meet with the opposing country’s prince in an attempt to settle things

Magical: Hyunjin wants to fix his kingdom. The child of the person who destroyed it in the first place is the only one who can help

Whimsical: Prince Hyunjin was charming, whimsical and undoubtedly handsome, so when he visits your kingdom, you might just be swept off your feet

School AU

Break a Leg: “And of course, you’d fallen very, very, very hard for him”

Bruised Knuckles: “His name’s Hyunjin. He apparently has a reputation in this town. No one messes with him, no one tests his word, he’s like a bad cliche of some sort.”

Heart Shot: You knew there was a reason you hated college parties, but this one was certainly a golden exception to your list

Hyunjin asking you out: Hwang Hyunin. The innocent heartthrob of your high school. The person everyone admired, and the person you never really thought anything about

Kisses in the library: You two are trying to study together in the library but Hyunjin has something else in mind.

Love At First Dance: the person you thought was special to you shunned you, rejected you. There is a prince charming to save you, and you see it only as an unemotional form of revenge. But you soon realise he could mean more to you than anyone in the world.

Lovelorn: The state of being sad because of the problems love brings. Stupid projects mean even stupider decisions when you’re in college

Muse: where he wanted an easy grade but it was your favorite subject and now he’s helplessly infatuated

Nothing More: you are best friends with Hyunjin, the most popular guy at school.

Pretty Cute: The moment Hwang Hyunjin snatched the unofficial confession from your desk (which he was definitely not supposed to read), you knew you were royally screwed

Smoke: You’re an infamous school druggie, always coming to school with bloodshot eyes, purple bags, and cracked, bloodied lips. Rumors are nothing new to you, and in all honesty you don’t fight them - you don’t want to waste time on meaningless drama, after all. Everything starts to change, in a way, when a quiet easily amused boy comes to your school - and you wouldn’t have had it any other way

tell me again (why i love you): hyunjin confesses his love for you (or not quite) after he decided it would be fun to pin you to the lockers in the boy’s changing room.

Soulmate AU

Filling the World with Color: in a universe where soulmates share the common factor, which is having matching hair colors. out of everyone, you’re soulmate happens to be hwang hyunjin, the boy who doesn’t know how to stop dying his hair.

full of love: when hyunjin’s world becomes dim

it’s knot you: Two people connected by the red string of fate are destined to be lovers regardless of circumstance. What happens when the red cord malfunctions and miraculously appears between two strangers?

Lavender Flowers: “Let's get married.”

Lucky Ducky: If it wasn’t for your rubber ducky, maybe you wouldn’t have met your soulmate

Purple Looks Good on You: In a world of various soulmate bonds - you’d landed yourself with a reciprocal pain bond - the only problem was your soulmate had a tendency to get into fights.

Sweet Tooth: While most of your friends are connected to their soulmates by tattoos, dreams, or voices inside their heads, you are connected to yours by taste; it wouldn’t seem so bad if it wasn’t for the fact that everything they ate was sweet

Symbols: Everyone is born with a symbol that matches with their soulmate, except you and one certain boy

that was the end of it: hyunjin asked you to tie his string of fate to someone else, to manually change his soulmate, when he didn’t know you were his soulmate. you did it.

Time Travel AU

2030: Jisung has a time-machine and somehow you and Hyunjin end up in the year 2030

back in time: You fall in love with the most unexpected person at the most unexpected time

bits of stardusts: traveling back in time is fun, especially when hyunjin wants to know all about modern day life Time Travel AU Part 2

forward in time: A prince from the Goryeo Dynasty in the twenty-first century only calls for trouble.

Waiter!Hyunjin

Double Date Disaster: you’re dragged to a horrible double date but maybe it gets better

#hwang hyunjin scenario #kpop masterlist

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inadaydream99 · 5 years

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Hi I hope you are well today and thank for the oneshot for Yunho I loved it it was so cute I was blushing while reading it ... I wanted to ask if you could make an stray kids ( Boyfriends ) reaction to having Ateez as best friends ...... I think you will like my idea ... .... Have a nice day Bye bye Love from Pakistan

Hey, thank you so much 😁 I’m glad you liked it! Sorry this took so long! I hope you enjoy these reactions 😁

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Chan

You had been spending a lot of time with your best friend Hongjoong recently, to the point where you have seen each other everyday for the last few weeks. At first Chan didn’t mind you going out and being more social, he thought it was nice for you. But as the days went on, he began to feel irritated by the lack of attention he was receieveing.

You have plopped onto the sofa, a deep sigh escaping your lips as you relax. You had just arrived back after being out all day and half expected Chan to be asleep, or busy. What you didn’t expect was to be flattened by your boyfriend.

“Ah! What are you doing.” You whine as you are suffocated by the man flattening you.

“I just wanted to cuddle.” Chan responds quietly, not making any effort to move.

“Cuddle or suffocate.” You sass as he lets out a chuckle.

“I missed you.” He softly speaks as you finally stop trying to get free and relax into the hug.

“I missed you too.” You reply as you look at Chan and nuzzle your face into his neck.

Woojin

When you told Woojin that you were having a friend over for a movie night he was more than fine with it. That is until he realised that said friend was Yunho and that he knew that you wouldn’t give him a second look all night as you would be too interested in giving all your attention to Yunho.

Woojin wasn’t jealous, it’s not a word he knows. How could he be when he knows that you love him. He just likes to protect and take care of you like a good boyfriend should. But seeing you and Yunho laughing and joking around ignited this peculiar feeling inside and it took everything in him not to act out in a moment of jealous induced rage.

As soon as Yunho left, you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist from behind. Your boyfriend resting his chin on your shoulder as you lean into his warm body.

“Finally, I thought he would never leave.” Woojin mumbles as he places a quick kiss on your cheek.

Minho

You were spending the day with Minho, just lounging around doing absolutely nothing together. Minho had expected to have your full undivided attention, so when he recieves very little because you are glued to your phone he becomes distant and moody.

He knew you were messaging Yeosang and it annoyed him to no end. He would never admit it but he was slightly concerned that you would start to drift away from him. His unvoiced insecurities getting the better of his emotions.

It’s not that he doesn’t like you having a guy best friend, but when you give more attention to said friend instead of your boyfriend he feels a little rejected.

He scoffs loudly as your face lights up from receiving a message from Yeosang which catches your attention immediately.

“What’s wrong?” You question completely oblivious to the situation.

“Oh now you notice my presence.” He sasses and you instantly connect the dots. Standing up, you move to sit next to Minho and cuddle into his side. He doesn’t make any attempt to hug you back, wanting to keep an icy exterior.

“I’m sorry, I promise I will give you all my attention from now.” You pout up at him to try and get forgiveness. Minho just huffs and rolls his eyes before placing his arm around you and pulling you closer.

Changbin

When you said you were just going out for a few hours to see Wooyoung, Changbin didn’t expect it to last the whole day. He was actually hoping to spend some time with you alone as he hadn’t been able to see you much recently.

As much as Changbin like to try and act like the tough, dark loving boy, you know he really is a softie. But you never thought that being so close with a member of Ateez would affect him so much.

When you do finally arrive home Changbin instantly grabs your hand and drags you into the living room. Sitting on the sofa together you finally have time to hang out and catch up.

“I wish we could spend more time like this. But I get that you also want to see your friends.” Changbin faintly smiles at you.

You feel your heart break slightly from seeing how much this meant to him.

“I would always pick you over my friends.” You smile as you cuddle into him.

Hyunjin

Hyunjin love to receive lots of affection, his confidence always coming from how you praise him. So when you start to become close with Seonghwa from Ateez his bubbly personality becomes slightly flat.

Hyunjin becomes very jealous at seeing you coo over how handsome Seonghwa is, he watches your interactions from a distance. And although it is all just friendly, he can’t help but feel like he isn’t the most adored person in your life.

As you approach your pouty looking boyfriend, wrapping your arms around his torso, you look up at him in confusion.

“What’s wrong?” You tilt your head and bring your hand up to caress his cheek; because you know he likes it when you do that.

“Do you think Seonghwa is more handsome than me?” He questions in a childlike manner, his eyes wide and glazed over.

“Of course not. How could anyone ever compare to you.” You state as a smile breaks through Hyunjin’s pout. He pulls you in closer to him as you smile back at him affectionately. Butterfly’s in his stomach as hearing your words full of complete adoration.

Jisung

Jisung is loud. His need for attention always prominent. So when you start to pay less and less attention to Jisung because you are hanging out with San, he becomes more subdued. Feeling inadequate and seeing how much your face lights up even by just mentioning San.

You are about to leave to meet up with some friends, including San, when Jisung approaches you looking a little nervous.

“(Y/N)? Can I ask you something?” Jisung asks timidly. You feel a little perplexed by his completely different attitude and body language but nod to let him know you are listening.

“Do you prefer to be around San? It’s just, he’s so funny and he has a great personality. And, I don’t know, I just see how happy you are when you’re around him-”

“Oh, of course not. You’re my favourite person to be around. I don’t know anyone who makes me as happy as you do. You’re also one of the funniest people I’ve ever met.” You cut him off from his rant, feeling the need to interject and let him know that he shouldn’t worry.

You both smile softly at each other as you pull him into a tight hug.

Felix

Felix had kept it to himself for a while, but your friendship with Mingi was starting to affect his mood around you. It felt like you had lost interest in him, always talking about something that Mingi had said or done whenever you hung out.

He wasn’t completely opposed to your friendship with Mingi, he just wants to have some time with you where it isn’t about anyone else other than yourselves.

So when you both go out one evening and you bump into Mingi, Felix becomes a little frustrated at you spending ages talking to him when you should be focused on your time together.

Felix wraps his arm around your waist to subtly get some attention and makes more of an effort to actively join in the conversation. You notice how he seems a little rushed, his answers being short, although he is still acting as his friendly self.

After you say goodbye to Mingi and both begin walking, you feel Felix squeeze your hand and look up to meet his gaze.

“Now we can enjoy a night to ourselves. I don’t want there to be anyone else except us.” He smiles down at you and you feel yourself flush at his intense gaze.

“Of course, just us.” You say as you head back to have a couples night in.

Seungmin

You never once thought that Seungmin would ever dislike any of your friends because he has always gotten along with them. It came as quite a surprise to be informed of his distaste to Yunho.

You and Yunho were introduced through a mutual friends of yours and clicked straight away. Your friendship blossoming over a short period of time, always meeting up to hang out.

When Seungmin voiced that he thought you spent a bit too much time with Yunho you suddenly felt guilt shoot through you. You understood where he was coming from because it was tough to get any time to spend together generally.

You agreed to have a movie night, just the two of you and a lot of cuddles. Your head resting on Seungmin’s chest as his arm wrapped around you to keep you warm.

Halfway through the movie you look up to your boyfriend and meet his gaze, a tint of pink flashing across his cheeks at being caught looking at you.

“It’s nice to have time away from others.” Seungmin whispers to you and you smile back up at him.

Jeongin

Naturally, being the youngest Jeongin was used to receiving a lot of affection from everyone around him. But when you started hanging out with your friend Jongho more frequently Jeongin became deflated. He didn’t care about the attention he got from anyone else, he just wanted yours.

Your friendship with Jongho annoyed him slightly, only because he saw competition as to who is the most adorable.

You are visiting your boyfriend when the topic is bought up about who you think the cutest is; him or Jongho. You instantly knew your answer but decided to play a little game noticing Jeongin’s seriousness.

“I’m not sure, you’re both cute in different ways.” You smirk and play with Jeongin’s hair as he lays with his head in your lap.

“But it’s obviously me, right?” Jeongin pouts and looks at you with the cutest face he can pull. You giggle at the sight, a wide grin consuming your face.

“Of course, no one else even comes close.” You finally say, Jeongin beaming up at you triumphantly.

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minsungsfork · 5 years

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Grumpy

Genre: Hybrid!Stray Kids AU, Fluff

Summary: Minho has been pushing away Jisung, making you scold the jaguar who became upset with you.

Warnings: None

A/N: Another request from a lovely anon, to the anon who requested this—i hope you like it 💗💗 (i have noticed that my scenarios are mostly short soo i tried to make this one longer and the other future scenarios too)

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You were out with Hyunjin, Felix, and Jeongin since they insisted in going with you. Now you left Woojin and Chan in charge, as usual. Changbin was currently in his room while Woojin, Chan, and Seungmin are playing outside, leaving Jisung and Minho in the living room.

Jisung plopped in front of the television and picked a game to play. Minho on the other hand had lounge on the couch while scrolling on his phone.

“Hey Minho hyung! Let’s go play!” Jisung handed a controller to the older who refused to accept it. “Can you do anything else beside playing? Grow up, Jisung.” Minho rolled his eyes and stormed off outside.

Jisung was hurt, to say at least, but he shook it off thinking that his hyung was only joking around. He crossed his legs while sitting on the floor, his hands gripped tightly around the controller while his fingers are busy pressing buttons. “I was so close!”

Minho came back 5 minutes later, heading to his room immediately and completely ignoring the poor squirrel. “Hyung! Play with me!” Jisung shouted from downstairs but was only met with silence and a loud closing of the door.

‘Did I do something?’

Jisung could only sulk while he was playing until he felt a presence beside him. Hoping to face Minho, he turned quickly only to find Woojin. “Hey, let’s play.” Woojin grabbed the other controller and joined the squirrel.

Jisung muttered words under his breath, making the older look at him. He looked at Jisung who had a sad face mixed with disappointment so he lightly hit the sulky boy.

“Why do you look like that?” Woojin poked Jisung’s nose, making the boy back away temporarily. The boy’s gaze saddened, his stare falling right on the floor.

“Minho hyung has been ignoring me,” he confessed. Woojin sighed and patted the squirrel. “I’m sure he’s just being his grumpy self, he’ll come around,” The older reassured the young one, which seemingly worked.

And the two bonded over the video game, with Jisung losing most of the time but he was having fun at least.

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It has been a day and Minho still gave Jisung the cold shoulder. This actually went unnoticed by you, knowing Minho’s only being a brat and wanting to tease Jisung was his only intention.

Currently, you were out in the backyard of the house where the boys usually spend their time running around on a fine afternoon. Wanting to feel the warm sun, you have decided to step outside with Changbin and Jisung. The squirrel climbed on his usual tree while Changbin stayed by your side.

“Ji! Be careful, you might fall,” you warned the boy who seemed unfazed while sitting on a thick branch, his legs swaying back and forth. “He’s used to that,” Changbin mentioned, his head on your lap.

You all stayed there in silence, Jisung quietly eating nuts while you run your fingers through Changbin’s black locks. The wolf hummed when you play with his hair, his ears flicking every now and then. You sighed, feeling the grass tickling the underside of your legs.

Jisung suddenly went down the tree, rushing to your other side. “Why? What’s wrong Jisung?” The boy only leaned on your shoulder, completely ignoring your question. You smiled as you petted Jisung’s head as well, earning a soft sigh from the boy.

To break the silence, you began singing in which the boys really like. Soft wind against their skins, warm embrace of the sun against their bodies, your sweet singing—a melody to their ears. These were the times when they put playfulness aside and let peace be present, no shouting or sound of feet running around, these are times that boys would not have known they needed.

Jisung, who rested his head on your shoulder, began to think about Minho; his hyung who seemed to avoid him. He lifted his head away from your shoulder, much to your confusion. You looked at the squirrel, who now had a saddened expression painted on his face.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” You lightly patted his shoulder, making him face you. His lips drew into a thin line, hesitating on telling you as he feared it might cause conflict inside the house. “You can tell me, don’t worry.” You grabbed his hand, giving it a soft squeeze of reassurance.

“I—I think,” he paused for a moment, still doubting but another squeeze made him continue, “I think Minho hyung hates me.”

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That’s how Minho and Jisung are now both in front of you on the dining table, both tense as you stared at them without saying a word. “Boys.” They both visually flinched, avoiding eye contact with you.

“I’m not mad, We just need to fix some things and I think you both know what that is,” you stated, earning a nod from the two boys. You took a deep breath before continuing, “Minho, are you really ignoring Jisung, if so, why?” You turned to the raven-haired boy who had his ears flattened down. He scowled then nodded, answering your question but not completely.

“Why?” You asked again. He looked at Jisung, then you before answering, “He was being annoying,” he sounded uneasy. Minho stared at you who seemed doubtful of his answers, this turned the room’s atmosphere into a tense one. “Let me ask again, why?” You repeated in a commanding tone.

“I told you he was being annoying!” Minho defended his answers making you sigh in frustration but still kept your cool.

“Minho. Everyone knows how annoying Jisung could be at times, but that’s how he is, you not answering my question honestly just makes this hard for all of us.” Both you and Minho were staring aggressively at each other making Jisung cower.

‘It’s just like watching two animals fighting for dominance’ Jisung thought.

“He was being annoying, okay? That’s it.” Minho slouched back on his chair, his eyes looking away from yours. “Minho.” Your stare was piercing through Minho’s skin and Jisung sweared he saw flames.

“What?” Minho now growled at you in attempt to stop your questioning, but you didn’t. “Answer me, honestly.” Your patience was slowly decreasing when Minho decides to be a big brat at this time. Snapping was the last thing you wanted. “Fine! Fine! You want to know why?

“I’m ignoring this annoying kid since I hate how you get too affectionate with him! Jealous? Sure! I’m jealous just because I want your attention, I’m jealous just because I want you ro treat me with affection too! I’m jealous because I want to be treated the same as him! Why can’t anyone do that to me!?”

Both you and Jisung only stared at the jaguar in shock but before you could speak, Minho had ran to his room to hide.

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You now stood in front of Minho’s room, softly knocking before entering the said room. Darkness surrounded the room and so you had to open the lights to see clearly. Your eyes adjusted to the sudden brightness in the room. You scan the room to see a figure under a pile of blankets. “Minho?” You called.

No answer, “Minnie?” You called again, this time by his nickname.

The pile of blankets began to move, shuffling before a head popped up. You sighed and sat on Felix’s bed to face him. “Hey,” you softly greeted. Minho looked at you with glossy eyes, the guilt you felt doubling as your heart sank.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know you felt that way,” you apologized. Minho then got out of the covers to sit as well. You can see how he looked, his hair—a complete mess, his eyes were still red and his entire face was puffy. He then pulled you in a hug in which you returned immediately, rubbing his back in a soothing manner.

When you both pulled away, he had this cute grin on his face making you smile as well. “Well now, I know,” you threw your arms around him, “I can cuddle you anytime now.” Your sudden action made his heart leap, his face also reddening.

“Are you blushing?” You pulled away and covered your mouth in a dramatic way. “Did I make the Minho blush?”

“N-no,” he denied even if it’s painted all over his face. You went to squish his face but was taken back when he turned to his jaguar form, tackling you both on the floor. “Minho!” You tried to pry him off you but the jaguar’s far more stronger than you.

He then began to lick you all over the face, making you squirm and giggle under him. “S-stop, it tickles,” you laughed, trying hard to get out of his grip. But you lost all hope in getting out when the jaguar decided to crush you under his weight, earning a yelp from you.

“Minho! You’re heavy! Please get off me!” You whined trying to push him off.

The brat didn’t budge and only purred in your ear.

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1-800-channie · 5 years

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Drunk And In Trouble

»Felix’s fluff one shot ( 1 593 words)

»hottie!reader drunk!felix

» Request: “ getting home late at night drunk after an event with felix(or any member or of course) and him being all giggly n not being able to take his hands off of you,,,, extreme fluff cause i’m having an identity crisis 🥴🥴🥴”

»Note: I posted this first because i think the imagine ts more fun and interesting, I think t turned out pretty well! I hope you enjoy it, thank you for requesting <3

Today is the day to celebrate Stray Kids success. Felix, your boyfriend, called you early morning to tell you good morning, as usual, and to remember you about the dinner with all his bandmates.

You are quite excited about it, you get along with all the boys very well, their girlfriends are also kind and sweet and you can't help it to feel comfortable around them.

The day seemed to be longer than usual, your eyes would wander to the clock of your computer every five minutes in the hope that the hours went faster. When the time to leave work finally came, you were all smiles, excited to see your boy and your friends.

At home, you blasted the newest NCT 127 album ‘superhuman’ while you got ready, sometimes losing the focus and dancing happily in front of the mirror. The shower you took lasted longer than usual, this time, you invested time in shaving every unwanted hair in your body and also hydrating your hair correctly.

As you were putting your make up on, the perfect cat eyeliner you always wear, the mascara that made your lashes look great, the nude lipstick that you knew it drove Felix, you accidentally smelled your wrist. Your skin smelled like strawberry, as sweet as you.

The dress you wore wasn't a big deal, because you dont really like dresses. The red silk dress you choose really fit you well, it softly accentuates the natural curves of your body. This dress was something you bought some time ago because you thought it was cute but never wore it. The red ribbon, that came with the dress, placed perfectly around your neck, really complimented the rest of the outfit.

Your short wavy hair is now completely straight, some small and simple earrings were adorned in your ears and the ring Felix gave you was in your fourth finger. Lastly, you wore black high heels, making you 10cm taller.

The sound of keys made you turn your gaze towards the door, and you giggled when your Aussie boyfriend took a look at you: he looked once, almost like a quick glance, but then, when his brain realized what he saw, his eyes widened and he stared blanked at your figure, the keys fell from his hands to landed on the wooden floor, causing a big noise.

“Baby I-” The shooked boy started but couldn't finish because your lips shut him up. While your arms wrapped itself around his neck, pulling him as close as it's physically possible.

He was confused, his lips were a little hesitant, but as soon as our tongue licked his bottom lip he woke up. His attractive small hands gripped your waist and he smiled during the kiss. Your lips parted but your forehead was still touching his, both of your breathing was heavy and Felix couldn't stop staring deep inside your dark brown orbs, the ones he loves.

“Jesus Christ, YN, are you planning on killing me today?” Your gratified boyfriend asked you with a seductive smirk on his lips.

He looked good too, deep blue suit, his white shirt had the first buttons loosened causing your mouth water. His blonde hair was pushed back, that glorious forehead showing up for your lovely eyes to observe. He used a really soft makeup because you could see his cute little freckles.

“You look pretty hot too, by the way.” You answer back smiling. You went to grab your purse, that was in the living room, the loud sounds of high heels touching the floor was echoing inside the small apartment. But Felix wasn't paying attention to that, his eyes were fixed in your ass, and the way he moved every time you would take a step.

“I hope any of the boys stare at your ass because he looks pretty good covered in that dress, baby.” Your boyfriend stated to you as both of you walked down the stairs to go catch the cab waiting for you, at the driveway of the block.

You rolled your eyes at him.

“They may stare at it, but you are the only one with permission to touch it, so shut up.” You answer as he helped you getting inside the black cab.

The ride there was quick and you and Felix hand your fingers interlocked. His thumb would casually make soft touches on your hand, his eyes fixed on the window, feeling a little bit shy.

“Chris! I’ve missed you a lot.” You tell the older boy in front of you with a smile, when you arrive there.

Chan is the second man you trust more in your life, right after your boyfriend. He was the one that introduced you to Felix, actually. He wrapped his arms around your waist and hugged you tightly, just like he always does. You noticed that his scent has changed, it isn't the fruity smell anymore, now it is a manly cologne. That made you realize that he isn't the same boy he was some years ago.

As you parted your bodies, he laughed when Felix came and grabbed your hand, feeling just a little bit jealous.

“I won’t steal your girl, mate. If i wanted to, i wouldn't have introduced her to you.” Chan replied sassily and Felix pushed his tongue out like a kid, not knowing exactly what to say.

Everyone around you laughed, and a comfortable environment involved all of you, and soon, the room was filled with people chatting and laughing.

It was midnight and more than 30 empty bottles of wine were standing proud at the center of the table, those bottles were from the 14 people around the table.

Those people consist in, you and Felix, Woojin and his girl, Changbin and his date, Hyunjin and Sunny, and Minho and his girlfriend. The rest are the single pringles of the group: Chan, Jeonjin, Jisung, and Seungmin.

Being a natural drinker, you drank just a bit more than you should, feeling your body heat up lightly and become a little bit dizzy by the end of the dessert, but your boyfriend was way worse than you. He clearly drank way too much.

His eyes were more closed than normal, his voice was loud, he was always giggling and his charming cheeks were painted in a really soft red, making him look adorable.

When Changbin ignored Felix, the drunk boy pouted and look at you, watching you talking calmly with Hyunjin’s girlfriend, Sunny, that was sitting in front of you, and his brain thought it was a good idea to mess with you a little.

A thing you knew, drunk Felix, is a touchy Felix.

You gasped when you felt his cold fingers dive inside your short dress, making Sunny take a nasty look at Felix, knowing something was up.

“Felix clearly drank too much.” She commented laughing.

You laughed back, nervously. His fingers going higher and higher inside your dress, goose bumps appear at the surface of your skin, and you blush right after, grabbing your boyfriend’s hand and taking it out of your thigh.

“I think its better if we go.” You tell the people in the table, standing up.

They were going to ask why, but a whiny Aussie boy stood up and grabbed your butt in front of everyone, something he would be too embarrassed to do if he was sober, and soon they came to the conclusion that Felix is not sober and needs to be taken home.

The blush that creeps in your cheeks is dark red, almost the same color of your dress, and you, in panic, take his hand away and grabbed his wrist, dragging him out of the restaurant.

“Bye bye, my friendsss~” Felix yells loudly while waving at his bandmates, making them all laugh.

Inside the cab, you had an angry expression on your face, and your drunk boyfriend quickly noticed it. You were sitting at a corner of the cab, and Felix was away from you, on the other side.

He slides to your side, his hand goes back to your thigh, you look at him annoyed and take it away, staring at the window again. He repeats the same four more times until you let him do whatever he wanted.

This time, his nose brushed under your ear, making you shiver and bite your lip so the gasps were safe. You close your eyes, still facing the window, and dont do anything to stop him. His drunk state is quite smart when horny, so his hand travels up, higher and higher until he feels the soft material of your panties against the tip of his fingers. You open your legs for him.

Felix lips were busy sucking and kissing your neck, making you moan because of his drunk, and lustful actions. You didn't expect it, but he pulls your panties down your legs by grabbing the elastic of it, and soon enough, your black silk panties are on his hands.

He takes a look at them, then at your face, a smirk creeping up on his lips.

His fingers were almost touching your bare sex, under the dress, but the cab stopped and you used that as an opportunity to get away from his sneaky hands

It was time to leave, you grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the car, paying to the driver and then, focusing on your drunk boyfriend.

Felix had a pout on his face while he stares at his hand, that was empty...

‘Wait... empty?

Oh my god, he-’

“Baby, i think i dropped your cute panties on the cab when we were getting out...”

Now you're in trouble, drunk Felix!

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prettyarson · 5 years

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The Succubus [eight]

Summary; hard times comes to those in hell, harder times for those below demons: humans and Succubus. Choi Sunny is both.

Genre; angst, fluff

Word Count; 1.8k

Demon! Gang! Au

Don’t forget to check out @skzohmy ‘s side of the story! They come come together and meet, also sometimes I’m lazy and just continue off where she writes!

Sunny’s eyes looked around. Everyone was there except for Miso. Her eyebrows scrunched together. Changbin was here and Miso was usually by her side. Not only that, but earlier that day, they were going on a trip to earth, that Sunny was jealous of, of course.

“Oh shit.”

Sunny turned her head and looked at Minho. He had whispered under his breath and his eyes were locked onto Changbin.

“He went to earth with her.” Minho mumbled again, more to himself but everyone could hear him.

Changbin especially heard what the seductive demon had to say. He sent a menacing glare at Minho before he stormed out of the room. Deafening footsteps echoed through the house before the sound of a door slamming rung in Sunny’s ears.

“And he left her there.” Hyunjin hummed.

Sunny’s eyes grew. If Changbin left Miso there then she had no way of getting back to hell. Although that was what the human wanted, to be back on earth, but once you’re marked to a demon, there’s no escape. You’re tied for life, and if you’re not close to your demon for longer than 24 hours, terrible pain is brought to both parties.

“She must be hurt..” sunny murmured to herself.

Her eyes flew to Chan, hoping he would catch on to what she was wanting. Her hand moved to grasp onto his, but he only pushed her hand away, refusing to make eye contact with it. He had been that way ever since Sunny asked for a new room for just herself.

“Changbin probably remembered Soojin.” Hyunjin continued.

Murmurs of agreements all the filled the room.

“Who’s Soojin?” Sunny asked, her curious filled eyes looking around the room.

Instead of getting an answer, glares were brought into her direction. Her eyes dropped and her head followed. She spoke without being spoken to. Her shoulders came together and she tried to make herself feel small, so the daggers would stop being sent her way from the demons.

A clearing of a throat brought all the attention away from her. Chan’s hand softly grazed Sunny’s loser back, almost as if he was trying to comfort her. She only moved a step away from him, making sure his hand wouldn’t touch her. She didn’t need his comfort. At least, not then.

“What should we do then?” Jeongin asked, his innocent filled eyes looking to Chan’s figure.

Chan only scoffed, “We’re not going to do anything. I’m not going to earth to save his girlfriend. They can suffer the consequences of being separated.”

Sunny sent him a look. Miso was her friend and he knew that. He just didn’t care. He didn’t care about anyone but himself.

Sunny watched as he moved his body back to his office, where he seemed to live now. Her eyes narrowed before she got an idea. She did her best to hide the smile that grew onto her face before she headed back to her shared room.

She began to rummage through her things, and occasionally Chan’s things. She found an empty bag and Chan’s ID. She grinned to herself, then quickly filled the bag with clothing. She didn’t know what the weather at earth was like, so she packed for every season. She hoped it was cold enough so she could cover all of her scars.

She placed shoes onto her bare feet, and picked up the bag, strapping it over shoulder. She held Chan’s ID tightly in her hand. She sucked in a deep breath and left the room.

Her eyes looked around, seeing if there was anyone in the halls. Once she noticed that the coast was clear, she began walking through the house. Once she made it to the front door, a figure was waiting for her.

“You’re going to regret going.” Woojin hummed.

Sunny paused and looked to him. She knew that he could see into the future, but she doubted that whatever he saw was that terrible.

“If it’s about Chan, I’ll deal with him later.” She huffed.

She pushed herself foreword, opening the door. She glanced at Woojin one last time, barely noticing the growing smirk on his face.

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you~” He cooed.

Sunny rolled her eyes. He wanted her gone anyway. She faced the darkness of hell and walked out, shutting the door behind her. She hands nervously played with the ID card in her fingers as she walked along the lot path.

If a demon was unable to teleport, there were other ways to travel, and that’s why she needed Chan’s ID. She herself had no ID and couldn’t go anywhere. Chan had taken as soon as they met, trying to get her to stay with him.

At the end of the path was a booth, set up similar to a telephone booth, only it was for transportation. And the good part about it was that there were no cameras or workers, no one there to check that the ID was not hers.

She entered the booth and shut it behind her. She sucked in a deep breath and lifted her trembling hand. Chan would be alerted whenever his ID was used, just in case someone had taken it. Sunny wouldn’t have that much time.

As soon as she slid the card to get scanned, she pressed the earth option. Her hands moved to hold onto her bag and shut her eyes quickly.

She hated the feeling of traveling. Her insides moved together and she felt like blood was sleeping through her skin. Once the feeling was gone, she opened up her eyes. She was on earth, only this time, she was in an actual telephone booth, one that was run down from no use.

She left the booth and looked around. Where she was at wasn’t particularly pretty. A lot of the buildings were destroyed, the glass in the windows busted. This is not how she remembered earth.

She sucked in a deep breath and set her feet to started walking. Her memory was a little fuzzy, but she could vaguely remember where certain places were located at, especially the place she lived with her mother.

Her eyes looked around and she took in a deep breath. She loved that she could breath in the fresh air, she loved the feeling of sunlight on her pale skin. She loved everything that had to do with earth.

She hummed a small tune as she walked around, admiring all the humans around her. She was a little taken back when an older human woman took ahold of her hand.

“You’re so strong for putting up with that abusive relationship.” She spoke.

Sunny was frozen. Her eyes blinked and she opened her mouth to decline her words, “I—I’m not—“

“He’s in jail now, I presume.” The old woman chuckled, carrying on her way.

Was Sunny really in an abusive relationship? She shook her head of the thoughts, she couldn’t be in one. Chan didn’t physically beat her. Her hands flew to her scars, hoping to cover them.

She shook her head once more and continued on with her journey. The streets were beginning to get cleaner and buildings were becoming more recognizable.

“Mommy, where is daddy going?” Sunny had asked, her innocent child eyes watching as her father packed up his things.

She couldn’t quite understand what was going on, but with her mother glaring at her father, she knew it couldn’t be good.

“The place he belongs.” She spoke with menace.

“Will daddy come back?”

“I pray to god that he doesn’t.”

Then the woman’s hand went up to clutch onto the cross hanging around her neck.

Sunny only looked at the necklace in amazement before her eyes traveled back to her father. He had finished packing his things before she noticed her things were with his as well.

“Daddy! That’s not yours!” Sunny shrieked.

Her tiny body ran forwards, her hands grasping onto her bag. She struggled to get her bag out of his hold before she felt a stinging at her cheek.

She gasped, her small hand moving to cup her cheek. Small tears prickled at her eyes. She looked around, trying to figure out what happened, but her eyes only met her mother’s.

“Stupid child! Did you think you would stay here with me?” She hissed. Sunny’s body shrank away from her, “No demon spawn is allowed in my home, you’re an abomination!”

Sunny’s eyes blinked and she didn’t realize she was crying. She wiped them quickly. She was starting to have second thoughts. Maybe her mother didn’t want to see her. But before she could change her mind, her feet already stopped her in front of the house and the woman she wanted to see was right there.

Her mother was attending to the flowers in the front yard, that same cross necklace hanging from her neck.

Sunny’s eyes welled with tears and she quickly covered her mouth. The small choked sob seemed to catch the woman’s attention and she looked up. Once their eyes met, the woman’s face scrunched up with disgust.

“You get out of here! You’re not welcome!”

Sunny kept her distance. The tears kept flowing down her face and her chest began to burn. Her hand gripped onto the card in her hand tightly, ready to flee.

“Mom, is someone bothering you?”

A boy, around Sunny’s age, walked out of the house after the woman spoke. Sunny made eye contact with the boy and took a few steps back.

“What did you do to her?” The boy asked, taking steps forward.

Sunny only stepped back more, fear taking over her body. The boy was huge, he easily towered over her. And he had muscle, to wear he could easily snap her in half.

“You better apologize to my mom right now.” He hissed as he grew closer.

Sunny’s head only shook, her body beginning to tremble. She was about to make a run for it before a hand took a hand full of hair and pulled her back.

“I said apologize to my mom.” He growled.

Sunny screamed out in pain. Not only was the burn mark on her chest beginning to set pain throughout her body, but his hold onto her hair was tight.

“Oh, you like your hair being pulled?” The boy hummed, pulling harder and watching as the tears formed at her eyes.

“Take her inside.” The woman spoke, catching the boy and Sunny’s attention, “I’ll speak to her inside.”

The boy hummed, continuing to pull Sunny’s hair as he led her inside. Throughout the pain, she didn’t notice as she dropped Chan’s ID card.

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rukakikuchi · 4 years

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LOONAverse timeline theory - Breakdown (Part 3)

Now that we’ve concluded the story of Eden and the girls who once resided there, it’s time to return to Earth.

...

Chapter 3 - Love & Live

So, Heejin, Hyunjin, and Haseul are still going to school together, but Yeojin is missing. They’re still unaware of the existence of the Cosmos and Eden, but the appearance of a certain pink haired android is about to shake up their normal school days even more.

ViVi meets Heejin, Hyunjin, and Haseul

ViVi moves to Korea and transfers to the school where the three attend. They all join the track team, Heejin, Hyunjin, and Haseul trying their best to help ViVi be included in their group.

However, ViVi struggles to connect with them because of her nature as an android.

She is stronger and faster than a normal human, and she doesn’t need to eat food, having instead to rely on a battery strapped to her back to recharge.

Deep down, she wants to be a human girl.

Haseul is the first to become suspicious that something about ViVi isn’t normal.

(The screenshot above is a deleted scene that was included in the “You and Me Together” special MV. We don’t know what exactly Haseul sees here, but maybe she takes notice of how ViVi doesn’t eat food like everyone else.)

Then, Heejin finds her recharging in an empty classroom and tells Hyunjin and Haseul.

At one point, ViVi unplugs her battery and runs as far as she can before the timer runs out. Once it hits zero and flashes “Low Battery”, she loses energy.

Despite ViVi’s wish, she’s still dependent on technology because she’s a robot girl.

Hyunjin finds her and plugs her battery back in so she can recharge, ViVi taking notice of this. This ultimately leads to her friendship with the others improving.

Overtime, she starts to feel like she’s becoming more human.

ViVi’s dream and warped memory

Heejin, Hyunjin, and Haseul take ViVi to a roller skating rink they frequently hang out. As if drawn to the place by some forgotten memory, she decides to start working there part-time.

(Update: Recently, I have been thinking that “Everyday I Love You” actually happens earlier in the timeline and that ViVi’s been working at the skating rink for a while before she started school, since we see Yeojin appear in the video, meaning she might have met or seen her with the other 1/3 girls before she disappeared.)

While dozing off, she has dreams of roller skating with a boy she appears to like.

But these are actually her memories from when she met Yves as a human, which have been distorted now that she is an android.

She’s also in possession of a cassette tape player, which she actually received from Yves.

And we know that Yves took the cassette player from Kim Lip because we see her running circles around the Odd Eye members at the end of “Girl Front” and in an extended scene in the “LOONATIC” lyric video.

When she’s listening to her tape on the cassette player, ViVi is dreaming of her warped past memories with the boy, who is actually Yves.

And Yves was able to relive the moment she first met ViVi when she played her cassette tape.

(The broken case for ViVi’s tape shows it’s been damaged.)

This means the cassette player and tapes may hold significance in accessing past memories of the 1/3 members and Yeojin, as they are the only ones we see have their own cassette tapes.

There might be tapes for the other LOONA girls, but we aren’t shown them.

Another thing to note is that when ViVi has her tape, the case has not been damaged. Perhaps Yves receiving the damaged case was the result of a sort of butterfly effect that occurred after Olivia went back in time and killed ViVi.

It might even have resulted in a diverging timeline; one before ViVi was killed and one after.

I joked about it in the previous chapter, but I do actually think that The Carol 2.0 actually happened, but it’s in an alternate timeline where ViVi wasn’t killed and turned into an android.

Note that ViVi has blonde hair here, meaning she’s human, and Yves is wearing a green shirt, re-establishing her connection with Haseul. (She even opens The Carol 2.0, just like Haseul opened the original The Carol.)

And of course, Choerry is there, as well. 😊

OK, back to the main story.

ViVi’s Letter to Hong Kong

As ViVi is starting to grow closer with the girls, she’s slowly regaining the ability to feel emotion.

She says in her message, “Sometimes, when I see them laughing happily, I get a bit jealous. But since I am living with the members, I, too, can now laugh happily. It’s like the memories of the past are slowly coming back.”

ViVi is starting to regain more of her human memories, as well. Being with the other girls is helping her remember her past and what happened to her.

One day, Haseul takes her to the aquarium, and she catches sight of a familiar figure while filming.

It’s Jinsoul, with an eyepatch over her left eye (where her Odd Eye is).

Almost immediately, ViVi can sense something inside Jinsoul. Something dark, and angry... And familiar. The camera cuts off, and ViVi also short circuits and collapses in the aquarium.

(Note: Something I’ve noticed is Jinsoul’s powers seem to have this strange affect on technology. We see a static affect frequently in her solo video “Singing in the Rain”, and when she’s seen placing the cherry on the cake for Choerry, we can see a TV showing static in the background.)

When she wakes up again, she regains her memories on how she died.

The secret of secrets

After the incident in the aquarium, the girls of 1/3 are starting to become more aware of the truth behind the world they live in.

Their world exists on a Moebius strip, which has trapped the girls in an unending time loop. They know that there are other girls like them, somewhere out there, who were chosen by a greater destiny to unite and break the loop.

Haseul now knows that Yeojin is lost somewhere in the Moebius.

Hyunjin’s long lost memories of her former home, the Cosmos, are starting to re-emerge.

ViVi tells Heejin the name of the girl who killed her; Olivia.

And somehow, Heejin knows exactly what she’s supposed to do and where to find her.

This Heejin is the one we see confront Olivia at the end of “Egoist”.

Even the lyrics in “Sonatine” reflect the girls realizing the truth of their world and their growing awareness of the time loop.

Time, hidden by a mysterious secret Every minute, every second I want to narrow the distance between us We will be aligned now Just don’t stop I’ll hurry up, I’ll have strength The secret of secrets will be revealed

Perhaps they all went through the same struggles many times over, unaware of the loop. All trying to find each other, but unsure of how or why. Their hearts were trapped in a continuous cycle of turmoil, lost without each other.

But this time, they know, and they have each other. Now they need to find the others to unite as one.

And with that, Chapter 3 is done! Next chapter, we will finally cover the reunion and birth of the new Odd Eye Circle!

#LOONA #LOONA 1/3 #LOONA Odd Eye Circle #LOONA yyxy #Heejin #Hyunjin #Haseul #Yeojin #ViVi #Kim Lip #Jinsoul #Choerry #Yves #Chuu #Gowon #Olivia Hye #LOONAverse

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skz-candy · 5 years

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sunday funday

8:53 am

Kai: is this Candy? from the mall yesterday?

Candy: is this Kai, the Japanese guy from the mall?

Kai: wow, you really can't get passed that

Candy: i just find it interesting!

Kai: mhmmm

Candy: okay, but i lived in America almost my whole life

Kai: wanna meet up and compare hometowns?

Candy: it'd be my honor

"My favorite day of the week is Sunday," Felix sighed, falling back onto the couch.

"That's because you're lazy," Hyunjin threw a pillow at him. Felix's response was sticking his tongue out.

"Okay, but what are we actually doing today?" Seungmin asked, him and Jeongin sitting on the ground.

"We could play games?" Jisung raised an eyebrow. They all shrugged.

"I'm not in the mood," Hyunjin frowned.

"Yeah, same," Felix pouted.

"A movie marathon?" Minho raised an eyebrow, joining them all.

"Ooh, that's a good idea actually," Chan and Woojin entered, laughing as they spoke simultaneously.

"We're all out of snacks though," Changbin said, shoving one cookie in his mouth.

"Has anyone seen Candy?" Felix asked. "She won't answer my texts."

"She told me she was going out with a friend," Chan shrugged. "It's the day off so I told her to go for it."

"Wait," Seungmin looked at Jisung, who looked at Jeongin, who looked at Felix.

"It can't-"

"No way it's-"

"What's his na-"

"What are you talking about?" Hyunjin raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, what's going on?" Minho leaned toward Jeongin. "Who's this mystery person?"

"Well....." Jeongin started. Seungmin nodded, letting them get themselves in trouble.

"We may have went to the mall yesterday," Jeongin continued, really pulling everyone in.

"Wait, even from that young all the neighbor kids just walk together to school?" Candy questioned, making Kai smile.

"We don't walk alone, you know. Adults watched us," Kai shook his head.

"I was never allowed to walk to school. My dad always took me...but he was a teacher in the district," Candy leaned back.

"What's something crazy you were allowed to do as a kid? Because I couldn't do anything," Kai leaned forward.

"My mom is a nurse, so sometimes after school she'd let me walk around to the patients's rooms if they rarely got visitors. I was allowed to help do almost anything my mom did by the age of like eight," Candy confessed.

"You could help her?" Kai raised an eyebrow. "My mom would have killed me. I swear all I did was study."

"That's such a stereotype, isn't it?" Candy nodded. "Japanese teens studying all the time?"

"Some teens do and some teens don't," Kai shrugged. "Stereotypes are based off real things, though, so it makes sense."

"I mean, yeah, I lived in LA and I swear I could hear a ton of kids talk about eating healthy, but I swear we ate hamburgers every time we went out," Candy laughed. "Us Americans, you know, fat."

"I-" Kai laughed, but cut himself off.

"It's okay, laugh it up," Candy waved him on. "My friends thought it was funny too."

"The ones from the mall?"

"The ones from the mall..."

"So, we went to get snacks and didn't see her or the guy you described," Changbin dropped the shopping bags on the ground.

"Maybe she's with Renjun, Nancy or Sunwoo," Minho sat down and opened a chip bag.

"I'll call Eric and see if Sunwoo is with her!" Felix said, grabbing his phone.

"I'll get Nancy," Hyunjin started tapping on his phone.

"I think I can get ahold of Renjun," Jisung said, pulling out his phone.

"No, I can call Renjun," Jeongin scrambled for his phone. Seungmin put his arm over Jeongin's hands and shook his head.

"Stop," Seungmin sighed. "Just, stop."

Jisung pulled the phone up to his ear and spoke with Renjun. The three boys had the same answer: she wasn't with them.

"You're an idol?" Kai raised an eyebrow. "No, I don't believe you."

"Really?"

"Really, right now you just look like a normal girl. No one is taking pictures of you or following you, or anything."

"God, sometimes I wish that was the case."

"Yeah? What's so bad about being an idol? Millions of people love you, you do what you love, you've got some cool friends, you are physically fit, and you make great money."

"A couple months back I went out with another member of my group and rumors were spread that he and I were dating. It's actually really hard to find time to do things like this where I can just be myself and not the idol girl I'm supposed to be. There's hours of practice and not eating and relationship strains and little to no sleep. There's work after work after work and I know it'll pay out but sometimes I just wanna stop and breathe. There's never any time to breathe."

"Where is she?" Felix whined, throwing himself onto the floor. Changbin tsked and nudged him.

"She's out with a friend, let her be."

"You don't mind that we don't know the guy?" Woojin questioned.

"Do you all know all of my friends?" Changbin raised an eyebrow. "Last Sunday I went out with someone and none of you were worried."

"You said you went to JYP," Chan narrowed his eyes.

"Well, that's where we were meeting up."

"Actually, Bin wouldn't have left in the first place if he was going to work," Jisung pointed out.

"Oh yeahhhh," Seungmin nodded.

"I'm curious about your love life now," Hyunjin leaned toward him.

"Let's go back to Candy," Changbin pushed his face away.

"You wrote that?" Kai looked at her in shock.

"Yup, at like two in the morning," Candy paused her song love letters. "Not bad, huh?"

"It was really good!" Kai nodded. "Especially the part where you say I've spent so much time thinking about you, I might as well write it down. Keeping it in my head isn't good for my wellbeing and I've got empty paper waiting."

"Yeah? You like that?" Candy laughed. "I actually hate that."

"What!? Why!!?" Kai stopped them.

"I just don't think it sounds that well, but I had to find something," Candy shrugged. "I was tired, it was almost three, and the lyrics for all the songs were due at seven. It was rushed."

"You're lucky I believe you're an idol now," Kai winked.

"We just got done running from people screaming my name and you are calling me lucky?" Candy pushed him. "You're ridiculous."

"You're lucky I'm your friend, duh," he laughed. "I'm a great guy."

"Oh, clearly. Mr. 'I'm the nicest guy you'll meet in Korea because I'm not Korean.'" Candy rolled her eyes.

"Hey, it's the truth!" Kai smiled and shrugged. "But really, I'm lucky too. It isn't everyday you meet a normal person in a mall."

"Yeah, I didn't meet anyone like that," Candy glanced at him to see him pouting. "Come on! You know I'm kidding."

"Yeah, yeah."

"Kai!"

"Hour after hour," Felix whined once again.

"Are you jealous again?" Hyunjin asked.

"Shut up!" Felix threw a pillow, missing and nearly hitting a lamp.

"Felix," Chan said sternly, making Felix pout and go after the pillow.

"He has a point, she's been out all day," Minho stated.

"She could be dead!" Jeongin cried out. Seungmin pushed him.

"Whatever, drama queen," he rolled his eyes.

"I just really care about her! In a way none of you-" Jeongin paused and looked at Jisung. "-most of you don't understand."

"Are you going to fight Jisung again? Because we really aren't for it," Changbin said.

"No! Jisung and I just have an understanding about Candy," Jeongin argued. "He's probably just as freaked out as me."

"I mean, I am worried," Jisung shrugged. "But I trust her. I don't think she'd have stayed had she felt uncomfortable and she knows to meet in a public spot. She would have texted one of us to get her or something if she didn't feel right."

"That's true..." Chan mumbled.

"She isn't a child, even if we try to treat her like that sometimes. Candy is her own woman and I think she's allowed to have her own friends and such. Maybe she doesn't always make the best decisions and she makes mistakes, but that's part of her growing up." Jisung shrugged again.

"What a wise one," Woojin ruffled Jisung's hair.

Before anyone could continue, the door started to come open. Everyone paused to watch as Candy came in with a smile. She popped an eyebrow up when she noticed their watchful gazes, blank TV, and littered snacks.

"Did you all have a movie marathon or something?" She asked.

"The real question is what did YOU do today?" Chan raised an eyebrow.

"I told you, I went out with a friend," She frowned.

"You don't have friends," Seungmin said.

"Besides us, he means," Hyunjin clarified.

"Yeah I do," she argued. "Nancy, Renjun, Eric..."

"But you weren't with them," Changbin pointed out.

"So who were you with?" Felix pouted.

"It's the guy from the mall, isn't it?" Jeongin swallowed, his dark eyes filled with sadness.

"Kai, yeah," Candy nodded, quickly averting her eyes.

"Was he nice?"

"Did he pay?"

"Did he touch you?"

"What's he like?"

"Does he know you're a celebrity?"

"Does he like our music?"

"Is he cool and sexy?"

"Is he sweet and cute?"

"Does he dress well?"

"Does he shower?"

"Can he make you laugh?"

"Can he dance or sing or rap?"

"Does he have any talents?"

Candy blinked as all the boys threw out questions. The only one not saying anything was Jisung. She caught him smiling to himself, staring at the boys. She knew it was odd for him not to join in on being protective, especially since he had been just as protective at the mall. Candy had never really been that interested in Jisung beyond their very shallow friendship. Watching him laugh at everyone's overprotectiveness made her find him a bit more mature

and want to deepen their friendship.

#candy #candy au #kpop #stray kids #stray kids 10th member au #stray kids au #stray kids imagines #stray kids writing #stray kids scenarios

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raph8sblog · 4 years

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💕Dreaming Of You 💕Part IV.

The flashing red and blue lights, the loud noises and the uncomfortable darkness, where you couldn’t see properly and you couldn’t speak or move. When you regained your conscious you were laying on the hospital bed. The bed was framed with white curtains. Memories flashing back in your mind, like a never ending story, all over again, about your attacker, you tried to memorize the shape of her face but you forgot everything when you felt down from the stairs. What happened then? You don’t remember anyting, you looked down on your arms, both of them were covered with white gauze, then you felt a sharp pain in your head, you furrowed your eyebrows. “Was it serious?” - you wondered, when a picture of your bood clovered hands crossed your mind.

- Miss Y/N, are you awake now? - a doctor came in through the curtains. He held your hospital card.

- You injured your head badly, but thankfully you had a light concussion. How do you feel yourself? We should keep you in the hospital, till the remaining medical examinations.

- Ah, I see... What about the attacker? Where is she? - you asked, because it was the only thing that mattered.

- I don’t know nothing about this miss. The police will arrive soon, shall I call them that you are awake? - you nodded.

- Also, you have some visitors. - your eyes widened:

- Visitors? - you repeated. Before the doctor could reply, Jisung pulled apart the courtains and dramatically pulled you in his arms, he was still sobbing:

- Y/N I’m so sorry about what happened! This is all, our fault!!!

- Ouch, Han.... This is hurting me right now! - you said and gently pushed him away:

- I will take you on a date, when you are released from the hospital, okay? We will eat ice cream and go to the riverside!! Lee Know can join us as well, if he is behave until then!

- Don’t count me in! I have to spend some quality time with my cats as well! You can come over Y/N if you want, my cats are can’t wait to meet with you! - you were blinking rapidly, try to process how kind they were actually with you.

- Stop it guys, just let her rest a little bit. The police is after the attacker. - Chan spoke up and suddenly the room became quiet again, then you realized Felix and Hyunjin wasn’t there.

- This is a relief Chris. Still.... I’m confused, I try to remember her appareance but I forgot everything. One thing for sure, she is obsessed with Felix... Maybe I really spent too much time with him!

- He is your best friend, you shouldn’t blame yourself! - you glanced at Changbin with thankful smile:

- Yes, I guess you are right.

- To be honest, it was shocking, we even heard about you in the news as well! - Seungmin added.

- You all came here... I’m so happy.

- We couldn’t reach Felix tho, he is acting strange lately...

- Seungmin is right, he is hidding something... At first, Hyunjin said that maybe you two are dating but c’mon Y/N you have a better taste than that! - uhh sorry Changbin, you knew it as well that you chossed the wrong person, now it’s just became even clearer for you. To be honest, it’s still hurt you a little bit, he was with Mia for sure if he is not picking up his phone.

- Noona!!!! - Jeongin came in, like a tornado, with a bouqet of flowers in his hand, his eyes were red from crying. He kneeled down beside your bed, like a knight in a shining armour. The others tried not to laugh at loud at his actions, the nurses were also whispering about how cute is him:

- Woah, you really bought this I.N, how generous... You are just like a real little brother! - at your words, everyone started laughing, except Jeongin:

- Noona, am I just a kid to you, right? Even after I saved you... - then, you suddenly remembered, the moment when you dialed his number:

- Jeongin, don’t create fairytales! Hyunjin went into the building to save Y/N, you were crying outside!

- Y/N!! - he looked at you with sadness in his eyes:

- Don’t believe him! Changbin Hyung is just jealous! - you really felt loved, when you were with them. But is it going to be same, when your friendship with Felix is so fragile? Speaking of the devil, he showed up out of the blue and for a moment you smile of hope spread across your lips, but when you saw he wasn’t alone the words are got caught up in your throat.

Mia.... He was with her, without any excuses, without any denial. She was just like, how you imagined her. The beautiful raven hair, cute rosey lips and delicate pale skin, like a real life porcelain doll, perfect in every detail. Tall and skinny, and there you are, wounded and covered with bandages. It was the last drop in the glass, because it really hit you, why you were in your current situation:

- Felix and Mia? Why she is here with you? - Chan asked it first, with confusion in his voice.

- Later, I will explain everything to you guys. Now, please let us be privately... Just the three of us. - they didn’t understand why it’s necessary for them to left your hospital room and the whole scene was more strange, thanks to the presence of Mia. How he is related to you?

When they left, awkward silence engulfed the whole place, Mia called you in a shy voice, while she reahed out to your hand:

- Thanks Y/N for protecting us. You are an amazing person, you sacrificied yourself for our happiness! - this girl is truly crazy? Maybe it’s better is she is not speaking and then she seems more clever. What are you a freaking punching bag? It’s really sounded like that.

- She is right, thinking about how awful it can be, when the one that you love is in danger... The possibility that Mia will be in the same place as you was high, but thanks to that misunderstanding, we are safe from the people’s suspecting eyes. However my heart is aching for you dear Y/N. - Felix sounded like an idiot as well, what’s happening? Are you still in a coma? You hoped you are.

- We wanted to make it offical, that we are dating, but maybe it’s way too dangerous now. After the sasaeng incident, it wouldn’t be a good idea.

- Guys.... - you finally interrupted them, it’s time to speak up and protect yourself:

- You two just really thanked me this?! I mean, I’ve got into this messed up thing because of your relationship drama Felix! And now you are thanking me? - you couldn’t believe it, all these years spent with adoration. You thought he is the love of your life and now you have to realize that he is selfish and the only thing he is care about is his girlfiend and her safety? When you are laying here, like a rock, with an aching wound on your head?

- What if she hurts me more Felix?! What is she cuts my face with her knife?! You would be happy because it’s not happened with your girlfriend?! - at this point, tears were streaming down on your cheeks. But you just couldn’t care about it. Wasn’t that pathetic enough? This is the end of it:

- It’s not what I meant Y/N! Of course I’m worried about you as well! I just...

- No! - you shouted.

- Just stop it and get out! Get out with your perfect face, with your perfect life, with your perfect idol girlfiend! Just get out from my life.... Forever....

- Y/N.... - Felix was lost in his words, you never acted like that before.

- Are you serious? - he asked in disbelief.

- I’ve never been more serious. I don’t want to see you again. - you said and it’s really sounded harsh, you wiped your eyes.

- Y/N, don’t do this please... It’s not what I meant about it!

- It’s absolutely sounded like that! And you know what? I don’t care what you meant by this, you are too blind to see my real feelings anyway. If you only know how does it feel like, but you won’t because you are living under a buble, where everyone is just so fucking pretty! Now, please get out.... - Mia was shocked, like you could read her mind, she thinks that you hit your head too hard and now you gone nuts. Felix, maybe he is blaming your head injury as well, but he will see that you were dead serious. He just stood up from your bed and walked out, without a word and then, you just nodded, this is the answer that you’ve been waiting for, you had to do this. It was the right thing to do.

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The first week felt like an enternity after what happened between you and Felix. You missed his messages, you missed his voice, you missed him so bad it’s almost drove you crazy, but your prides was stronger this time. It was easy to get yourself busy with the tasks, you wanted to find a new rent as soon as possible and move out from the old one. You couldn’t live there after what happened with you? But the problem is, that since you stopped working in a shift, because of all the university tasks, you had absolutely no money at all...

To be honest, you were a true introvert, living under the same roof with a room mate sounded impossible for your taste but after a while, you decided to make a change in your life. From now on, you will do everything to change your personality and born anew, like a real confident femme fatale. It wasn’t easy you had to take small steps, but maybe the first one should be a little bit more risky. That’s why you changed your plan and soon you found a girl, who was searching for a room mate.

Because of the excitment that you felt, towards to the moving you weren’t thinking about Felix and Mia, nor the other members of Stray Kids. After, you cut every contact with him, it would be uncomfortable to keep in touch with the others. Also, you unfollowed every stz related page on your insta, because it was too painful to see how Felix looked more and more handsome with each passing day. You just needed time to clear your head, also you promised to yourself to make more friends at the uni and also move out more frequently.

After one week, you were busy preparing for the exams, also you went out shopping to buy some new clothes for spring. Maybe, you spent too much money on clothes, even tho you couldn’t afford them at that moment. Still, you wanted to look little bit more stylish, you also made an appointment to a hair salon, a little change never hurt, after a mental breakdown. You also called the girl, who was searching for a housemate and asked her for a meeting.

It was one day, before your last exam, at February when you met with her. She was truly unique to be honest! She came here from America as an exchange student, her name was Lexy and she was really cheerfull and lively. The complete opposite of you. A confident, super blonde and super pretty girl, who knew exactly how beautiful she was. Inspite of this she was still friendly and humble with you:

- Y/N I can’t wait to live with you! You know, my previous housemate, was my boyfriend but he dumbed me so I threw out his stuffs! That’s why, you can decorate his old room in your stlye! I will help buy everything! - you chuckled at her words:

- To be honest, I’m so happy that I found you on the real estate page! Really, I hope we will get along well!

- I already like you Y/N! You seems so kind and adorable! When do you want to move in with me?

- This weekend would be too soon?

- No! Please do as you feel like it! - you nodded, you wanted to leave that place quickly it’s always reminded you of the saseang’s attack, also of Felix. It was torturing.

A new chapter begun in your story, you were sure about that when you met with your new housemate. It was on Friday, when you packed all of your things in a cardboard box. You didn’t have much to carry, since you only brought the most essentials to Seoul, when you left your hometown.

You already got a key to the apartment, since Lexy had lectures till the afternoon and your day was absolutely free. When you entered the flat, a small living room greeted you, the walls are painted pastel pink, also all of the furnitures were pinkish and white, on the couch there were fluffy pillows and blankets. It was cozy, more cozy, than you imagined beforehead. From the living room, two door opened, one of the doors was decorated with colorful butterflies. It was Lexy’s room behind it and infront of that, yours was waiting for you to enter..

“Y/N finally, you started something, so do not freak out! It will be better from now on... The attacker won’t find you there, not even Felix, you are safe!” - you took a deep breath and opened the door. The room was almost empty, only a bed stood there and a cabinet, also a little writing desk. You started to organize your things and put your clothes on the cabinet’s shelf. Also, you played some music during the settling so you spent your first day in your new home comfortably, without any troubling or useless speculation.

Around 7pm Lexy arrived as well, you were in the kitchen making noodles when she embraced you from the back. You almost dropped the chopsticks from your hand, it’s really startled you:

- Congratulation Y/N for moving in!!! We should celebrate this! The night is young, let’s go out! - your stomach tightened at her idea. You were never the “going out” type of girl, you rather stayed at your quite home while all of your classmates went out for parties.

- I’m not sure Lexy... I’ve never... - you wanted to make an excuse, but why? You really need to change yourself darn it! You have to make another big step, but maybe it was too early for you to take such a huge one. Then, when you found an acceptable answer for why you don’t want to go out tonight, you hear your phone buzzing, you looked than and saw Felix’s name. You only read the first part of his message, which started with the greatest line of mystification: I have to apologize Y/N... - as quikly as you could you deleted the message from your screen and glanced back to Lexy:

- I changed my mind, I put on some makeup and let’s go out!

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Well, that’s how you got into the first party of your life. It was an intense experience, since clubs are not made for you, the loud music, which makes your ears bleed and the place was so crowded you almost fainted. At least, you looked good: you wore a tight black dress, with a deep, red velvet jacket and you put on a lipstick with the exact same color. Also for the first time, boys compliment you but it’s mabye doesn’t count because they were incredibly drunk.

You sat down with your housmate at a more peaceful corner, she asked you to dance with her, but you had your limits when you were sober:

- Then, let’s drink something! - she giggled and left you alone at the table, You sighed, the air felt too hot in this place, also the waltzing, flashing lights made you dizzy, even without drinking sip.

- Here you are!! - Lexy brought two bottle of soju and poured you out one shout. You have never tasted soju, regardless of the fact that you came here, four months ago.

- How does it taste? - you asked, but Lexy didn’t hear it, the music was too loud, she just waved and said:

- It’s not that strong! - you rapidly emptied your glass. Woah, it was horrible! Your throat felt sore but Lexy already placed another shot infront of you:

- Let’s drink till you have guts for dancing. - not for the dancing part, you just wanted to forget so you drank the second, and the third, and also the fourth as well. You placed your elbows on the table, trying to compose yourself, your vision was spinning at this point, you couldn’t think straight, you just wanted to check the message, what Felix sent to you. Lexy disappeared on the dance floor, and you felt sick sitting like that, beside the table so you slowly stood up and made your way to the rooftop.

The scenery was breathtaking on this clear, and cold night, and every breath, you took felt amazing outside. You searched for your phone inside the jacket’s pocket, when you realized that you are not alone. Someone was standing there, nearly on the end of the rooftop. You approached this person, you weren’t sure why, maybe your almost drunk self wanted a little company?

- Excuse me... - you mumbled and when he turned around, you swore your soul almost left your body! It was Hwang Hyunjin! Why, out of all people all around the world, why he was the one standing infront you? The fate played a dirty and a really unfair game with you. You covered your face.

“Should I run?”

- Y/N?! - he blurted out loudly after he removed his airpods. He was as suprised as you:

- Why are you here?! - you asked.

- The same goes for you! Are you followed me here?!

- In your dreams, I would never follow you anywhere! - you answered.

- I came here, with my housemate.

- You moved out? - oh no, mabye it wasn’t a good idea to put it like that.

- Yes... Do you want to tell my adress to a sasaeng again? - okay, you started to be a little bit harsh with him, but he deserved it. However, this time, he seemed a little bit different than his usual self. His face looked tired and somehow... sad?

- I didn’t know your adress, how could I tell to anyone then? - awkward silence:

- Look, I’m sorry for what happened. Okay? Let’s just forget about it please.

- Hyunjin... - you were mean to him just a moment ago but now you remembered: when you woke up in the hospital, Changbin said that he was the one who rushed into the building for you and called the emergency.

- I was stupid to brought this topic up... - he looked at you, his beatiful face still reflected pain and sorrow:

- How come you told Felix to never meet again? You did this....because of... Mia? - he mentioned her name in such a trembling tone. Your heart started to beat faster:

- You were in love with him...I heard it in the hospital, to be honest I came there as well but I didn’t have any courage to go inside. I felt myself quilty, and I still do. It’s true that you are annoying with your shy and pathetic self pity attitude but I never wished this pain for you. - he knows about everything and you couldn’t deny it anymore. After all these years, it’s finally happened, someone knows about your secret now!!

- He didn’t even realize it! - you said, while big teardrops started to roll down on your cheeks.

- Felix told us that evening, that he is dating with Mia and asked everyone to keep his secret safe. We made a promise to him. - you gulped and you wiped your tears away with your sleevs:

- I hope he will be happy with her... I should have told him about my feelings, now it’s to late, I lost him forever... - you admitted, still crying like a little girl, maybe the alcohol mixed with your feelings was more torturing than being sober.

- I know how you feel. - Hyunjin said:

- I feel the same way... I should have told her. - with that, it’s became clear to you why he was standing there alone in the dark, without all the noise and flashing lights, he came here to forget as well...

- When I was a trainee. Mia was there too. She helped me with my dancing skills. I was too shy to tell her! I thought it’s obvious, and she will notice that I care about her and I cherish her! Just look at me Y/N! I’m damn gorgeus! - you almost laughed but you managed to keep it to yourself.

- I mean, she could have me as well! Am I not good enough? Still, she choosed Felix... - fearing that he will be mad about it, you carefully reached out and place your hand on his shoulder:

- Maybe, I’m not that gorgeus as you, but I truly cared about him and I was always by his side, when he needed me. But, we can’t do anything against it, love is not something, you are able to control.

- It’s not fair, I just wanted to make her happy, why is have to be like this? I don’t even realized that they are dating behind my back. I feel so betrayed!

- I’m so sorry that you have to get through this. - you meant that because it was one of the worst feelings in the whole world.

- What if I don’t accept this? - he asked, which made you blink in disbelief:

- You hear me Y/N! What if we don’t accept this? What if we refuse it and make an attempt to change their mind? - are you dreaming this? Because it’s becoming a little bit absurd now:

- Do you know some kind of which, who crafting love potions or what?

- No! But, now that you mention it maybe we can find one as well! - you raised your eyebrows at him, he can’t be serious:

- Let’s be real! I need to prove her, that she missed and amazing boyfriend! Also you need to prove Felix, that you are worthy enough to date him! We have to make them jealous! They have to scream out from jealousy!

- Don’t say that you want to...

- Exactly! Let’s play a little a game, shall we?

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