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mysweetlixe · 6 months
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-when you grind on them
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Chan and you were alone in his bedroom, listening to some music while he worked on the laptop. You took the opportunity to explore his body, grinding against him as you both moved together. Chan let out a deep growl when he felt your hands roam over his body, and he could feel himself getting more aroused with every passing second. He grabbed your waist roughly and pulled you even closer as passion boiled inside of him. Suddenly, Chan realized what was happening and knew that he had to stop before things went too far. He pushed you away harshly and looked at you with blazing eyes, his breathing coming in short bursts. "Y/N," he said in a deep voice, "I think we should stop or else I'm going to fuck you right here." You gazed back at him with a seductive smirk and an unspoken desire in your eyes. Leaning forward slightly, you whispered in his ear, "Maybe that's exactly what I want." Chan groaned loudly and dragged you back against him as neither one of you were able to resist the pleasure that surged through your body.
Mhino's eyes were heavy with desire as you moved against him, grinding your hips in a slow and sensual rhythm. His hands caressed up and down your sides, exploring every curve of your body while his lips kissed and tasted the exposed skin he could reach. He let out a soft moan when you grasped onto his shoulders, pushing yourself harder against him as you felt yourself getting lost in the moment. You continued to move together for a few minutes until suddenly Mhino pulled away gently, breathing heavily as he looked into your eyes. Despite the heat that still lingered between you both, he spoke calmly “Kitten, we need to stop before this gets too far…”You responded by leaning forward and pressing your lips to his neck before whispering in a seductive tone: “Why stop now when it feels so good?” His arms tightened around you as the both of you melted into each other with uncontrollable lust.
Changbin's deep breaths filled the air around you as he lay sound asleep on the couch. You paused, watching his chest rise and fall for a few moments before allowing your thoughts to wander, feeling an ache between your legs. Taking a chance, you climbed onto his lap, the heat of his body radiating through your clothes as your hips started to move with slow circles against him. The light grinding was enough to stir him from his slumber and a low groan escaped his lips as he opened his eyes. He looked up at you in disbelief, the corners of his mouth turning up in a devilish smile as you continued to tease him. His hands slid along your curves as he moved his hips in sync with yours, letting out a soft growl as the bulge in his pants made its presence known. You leaned down into him with passionate kisses as sparks of electricity shot through your veins under his touch. Both of you grew more aroused by the second until Changbin pulled away and looked into your eyes. His strong arms were still grasping firmly around your waist as he spoke in a low, husky voice "Y/N, I want you so bad. Do you think we should stop?" Your breathing quickened as you pushed yourself closer to him, inhaling his masculine scent and whispering between soft moans: "Maybe... maybe you don't have to stop." His grip tightened around you before sweeping you up into his arms and carrying you away to the bedroom where there would be no more stopping.
Hyunjin felt your provocative movements as you slowly grind your hips against himthis didn't escape Hyunjin's notice as he tried to focus on the computer screen. His jaw clenched as the fabric of his shirt rubbed against you, and a growl escaped his lips. "You'd better stop that now, Y/N. I won't be responsible for what happens next if you keep it up." You stilled yourself, and took a shallow breath as you fought your own lustful desires that were begging you to go further. With a coy pout you looked up from beneath hooded lids and whispered, "I don't want to stop," as you met his gaze. Without missing a beat he replied, "Then you're playing with fire and there will be consequences." "And I'm willing to take them" you murmured back before resuming your seductive swaying atop of him.
Jisung was in the studio, trying to record, but he found himself distracted by your sultry moans as you rocked your hips back and forth against his thigh. His gaze trailed up from your twitching waist to your flushed face. A smirk tugged at his lips when he saw the desperate pleasure that painted your features. "Y/N," he said warningly, keeping his voice level despite the intense desire coursing through his veins. You shook your head and bit down on your bottom lip, pushing yourself harder against him. "No, I don't want to stop," you panted, your breathing becoming more erratic with every second. Jisung groaned in frustration and grabbed onto you tightly, controlling the rhythm of your body as he whispered into your ear, "Okay then, but you won't be coming until I say so."
Felix and you were lying in bed together, and he could feel your hands exploring his body. Then you shifted up and straddled him, and he gasped at the sudden feeling of your body on top of him. Your soft curves pressed against him and he could feel the warmth that radiated from you. His breathing became ragged and his heart thudded in his chest as you ground your hips against his. He reached up and grabbed your face between his hands, pulling you down to meet his lips. You let out a soft moan as the kiss deepened and Felix felt your fingers roam down his body. He growled into the kiss and pulled away, his eyes blazing with desire. "You'd better stop, Y/N," he warned, his voice husky. "I'm not sure I can control myself if you keep going." You looked at him with a playful smirk, biting your bottom lip. "Maybe I don't want you to control yourself," you teased, pushing your hips against his again. Felix groaned and grabbed your hips, pushing himself up to meet you as you both descended into lust.
Seungmin and you were at a party dancing he could feel you grinding on him as you both moved to the beat. His hands roamed over your body as you continued moving and his desire grew. You both got lost in the music as you moved against each other, bodies in sync. His hands found their way around your waist and you let out a soft moan that sent a wave of pleasure through him. He felt himself growing harder with each movement and he knew he had to stop before this went too far. Seungmin pulled away, his breathing heavy and a fire in his eyes. He looked down at you and said softly, "Y/N, I think we should stop before we do something we regret." You panted in response, and Seungmin could see the desire in your eyes. You took his hand in yours and pulled it to your lips, kissing his fingertips before saying, "Maybe we don't have to stop." Seungmin groaned and grabbed your waist, pulling you back against him as you both moved together in a frenzy of passion.
Jeongin and you were curled up together, enjoying your day off when suddenly, an urge struck you. You sat up and straddled Jeongin's lap, his eyes widening as he felt your hips grind against him. His desire was growing stronger with each move, his breath coming in gasps while he bit his lip to keep from moaning out loud. You were both lost in the moment, your bodies moving together in perfect sync. Jeongin grabbed your waist, his hands exploring your body. As your body moved against him, a soft moan escaped your lips that sent a wave of pleasure coursing through his veins. He felt himself getting harder as you continued, knowing that he had to stop before things went too far. Placing his hands on your hips, he pulled away gently. His breathing was labored, and fire burned in his eyes. Jeongin looked down at you with heavy-lidded eyes and said softly, "Y/N, I think we should stop before we do something we regret." You breathed out heavily in response, lust still evident in your gaze. Reaching out for Jeongin's hand, you kissed his fingertips before saying huskily, " What if I dont want to stop."
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jazziwritesthings · 9 months
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Missing You - Bang Chan
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Purely a work of Fiction.
Word Count: 2,100
Pairings: Bang Chan x Reader
Warnings: Miscarriage mention, angsty
All dialogue is in Korean unless otherwise specified.
A/N: Recently got into Stray Kids and needed to write some Channie, there isn't nearly enough. Also, Part 2?
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Your POV
Screaming filled your ears as you watched the boys enter the stage. Your eyes immediately searching for your ex-love. He still held your heart even though he was completely unaware. The breakup was messy. You couldn’t stand all the hate you were getting just because he chose to love you. He didn’t want that and said stuff to fans but nothing seemed to stop the damage to your mental health. It became so bad that you decided the best course of action was to leave. That was the last thing Chan or any of the guys wanted. They all loved you and loved having you around. Not only were you the love of Chan’s life, you were the boy's best friend. You became part of their small family and had a place in each of their hearts. While you weren’t able to keep in touch with Chan as it was too painful, you managed to keep in contact with a few of the guys. That’s how you were here. Hannie had texted you as soon as he found out they were performing near home. He got you VIP tickets and everything. You told him that you weren’t sure you’d be able to show up. Never fully committing until about 4 hours ago. So here you stood. All dressed up waiting to see your family. It’d been almost 3 years since you broke up with Chan, and you finally followed each other on socials again, thanks to the guys.
As the concert ended a guard came out of the back and nodded to you. Making sure you weren’t spotted had become a secret skill you developed over the years. You made your way over to him and showed him your badge to identify yourself. He slowly led you around the darkness backstage. You heard them before you saw them. All just standing around. Hannie kept looking around hopeful, he was the first to spot you. “Y/N!” Before you knew it he was running at you and lifting you off the ground in a hug. You giggled as you hugged him tightly back, “ Hi Hannie.” Before your feet touched the ground the others were surrounding you, each calling that they were next to hug you.
After hugging all of them, only one remained. He hadn’t joined the group in running over to you. Not what you had hoped. They were all talking so fast you were having issues understanding everything. Then the voice you missed so much cut through the air, “ We should get back home guys.” He wasn’t even going to attempt to say hi? Your heart plummeted. Maybe you really had lost him. Thinking that you lost him completely devastated you, before you dated he was your best friend and he was the person you thought you were going to marry. They all nodded in agreement. You nodded your head, “ Then I better get going-” You were cut off, “ No, you’re coming to hang out. We missed you too much.” Surprised you nodded, “ Alright. Just like old times. I’ll drive and park a few streets away?” Hannie smiled at you as he nodded.
Pulling into an all too familiar parking area you put your car in park and turned it off. You let out a shaky breath not sure if your heart could handle it. Shaking out of the funk you got out and started walking. Luckily their apartments were super close to each other, same floor and everything. All of a sudden standing at their doors you weren’t sure whose to knock on. You used to be able to just use your key and go into 3RACHA’S apartment. You gave the key back when you and Chan broke up. Luckily you didn’t have to make a decision. The door to 3RACHA’s apartment opened and Changbin peaked his head out, “ She’s here!” He hollered back into the apartment before reaching for your wrist and pulling you inside.
Inside the apartment all the guys sat around in the living room, relaxing onto any furniture or the floor. It brought back so many fond memories. You noticed that one was missing and a look crossed your face. The look was noticed immediately by Hyunjin, “ He’s in his room. We hadn’t told him you were going to be there.” That made you groan, “ Guys!” Seungmin put his hands up in surrender, “ Hey, don’t blame us. He told us not to talk to him about you.” Your shoulders fell as your purse hit the couch and you crossed the room to sit on the floor in front of the couch, “ What?” They all nodded, “What do you mean?”
“ He told us you were a forbidden topic if he was around.” This news made your stomach sink. So he had no idea what you were up to these days. That broke your made up world inside your head, you had always thought that he kept tabs on you like you did him, but no. He couldn’t even stand the topic of you. “You okay Noona?” Your gaze flicked over to I.N. “Yeah, fine.” You smiled at the young Maknae across from you. A hand rested on your shoulder and squeezed. You covered the hand with your own smiling back at Felix behind you on the couch.
You spent the next few hours catching up with the guys, playing games and watching movies. One by one they said their goodbyes and headed to their own rooms within the two apartments. Finally it was just you and Hannie left in the living room. “Shit, it’s like 1 am.” Hannie said all of a sudden. “Crap. I’ll head out.” He shook his head, “ No, stay here. Like old times?” You smiled at him, “ I think I’m too tired to drive anyway.” He smiled and got up and left the room. He came back with 2 pillows and 3 blankets, remembering how you like to sleep. “Thank you Hannie.” He reached down and patted your head, “ Goodnight Y/n.” You got all the pillows situated in the way you liked and quickly fell asleep sprawled out on the living room floor.
You bolted upright, chest heaving, having a hard time catching your breath. You heard fast footsteps and almost immediately a light turned on and someone was staring at you. As your eyes adjusted you realized it was Channie, staring at you in just his boxers. “I’m sorry. Didn’t mean to wake you.” He ran a hand through his hair, “ You still have nightmares?” Letting out the inhale to a deep breath, “ Yeah. They never really went away.” He moved a bit closer, “ They were gone for almost a year.” You nodded, not trusting your voice. “They started again after you left?” A tear falling down your cheek. “ Yeah, uh, the memories of a miscarriage never really go away Channie” The nickname left your mouth without even thinking. He nodded the memories of the aftermath flooding his brain. You hadn’t even known you were pregnant. Then the cramps got really bad, so bad that he rushed you to the ER thinking that maybe your appendix burst or something. They did a lot, but confirmed all the symptoms were because you were having a miscarriage. That was what broke you the most. The news that you miscarried was leaked and everyone was blaming you. It broke you so much you had to leave. You had to let go of the love of your life. “Y/n?”
Hearing your name in his voice brought you back, except this time he was right in front of you holding your hand and talking, “ Breathe. In. Out.” It took you a minute to recognize that you were having a panic attack. They happen a lot these days. Seeing him in front of you made you snap back into reality. You pulled your hand from his and brought your knees to your chest. A defeated look crossed his face. He shook his head, like he was shaking away a thought. Without a word he stood up and walked back to his room, leaving the light on for you.
Chan’s POV
He was sleeping soundly when he heard such a familiar sound that brought him right out of it. He didn’t even think when he got up and ran out to find the noise. That's when he turned on the light and saw you bolt up from the floor. He heard her apologize in that angelic voice of hers. Surprised at the sound of his own voice he asked about her nightmares. They were nonexistent during their last year together. That's when he heard the word. The word that was the cause of everything he loved being taken from him, “The memories of a miscarriage never really go away Channie.” Hearing that name from her lips felt like heaven to him and he hated it. He remembered everything about that day and the weeks that followed were swallowed up with grief over something they never even got to celebrate. By the time he snapped out of the memories he could tell you were having a panic attack. Without thinking he rushed over and grabbed your hand in his. Your soft hands felt so nice against his, oh how he missed you so much. “Breath. In Out.” He found himself instructing you to breathe, must be muscle memory he thought to himself. You seemed to finally snap out of it. You pulled your hand from his and proceeded to make yourself as small as possible, but so far away from him. It felt like his heart broke all over again as you pulled away from him. He felt like he was going to cry so he stood up and walked to his room without another word.
Your POV
You never fell back to sleep after that. You stayed sitting there thinking and thinking. As daylight creeped in through the curtains you heard a familiar door squeak. A small smile graced your lips knowing they never bothered to fix Hannie’s door. “You’re up?” He said as he walked into the kitchen. You didn’t respond, only nodded. A few minutes went by before he was in front of you handing you a steaming mug of coffee. He lowered himself to sit on the floor next to you. “I had a nightmare.” You started without looking up from your mug. You could feel his eyes on you, prompting you to go on. “He came running to me.” This time you looked over to your best friend to see a look of utter surprise on his face. Hannie couldn’t tell you, but sometimes Chan would be calling for you in his sleep. Especially while on tour. But he felt like it wasn’t his place to tell you this. Shifting to face him, “I never told you what made us break up for good did I?” Hannie shook his head. Sure, the rumor of the miscarriage was heard but he knew if you were pregnant, you would have told him. He watched as you set your mug on the side table.
“I had a miscarriage.” The shock that he felt was indescribable.
“What?”
You pulled your knees to your chest before continuing. “I had a miscarriage, Hannie. We didn’t even know I was pregnant at the time. It got out and the fans, they were ruthless. I couldn’t take it and neither could he. I couldn’t stand to see how upset he was all the time. So, I thought the best thing to do was leave.” His heart broke for both of his best friends.
“Why on earth would you think that?!”
“SHH. Hannie.”
“No, why? It’s not like you stopped loving him, right?” The look in his eyes he was hurt, not only for you but for Chan and how heartbroken he was after you left.
Taking a deep breath you closed your eyes, "Sometimes it's not that you stop loving them, but you know they deserve better so you let them go. Although it was for the best it still doesn't stop the ache in your chest. I miss him Hannie, so fucking much. And seeing him again brought it all back. I don’t think I can do this.”
You didn't know it but someone else was awake and lingering in the hallway listening to your confession to Hannie. Chan held his breath. He missed you too. So much that he didn’t know what to do with himself. Knowing you still loved him gave him the motivation he needed. He knew he needed to get you back, somehow.
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Unexpected Encounter
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Pairing: Bang Chan X OC
Warnings: none
Summary: An unexpected encounter happens when Zena Allen runs into Felix a member of Stray Kids, her all time favorite Kpop group. He invites her to their concert later that night where she meet Bang Chan. Will there encounter spark a relationship or will she forever be just a fan.
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Chapter 1: Grocery Store Encounters
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With a heavy sigh, Felix pushed the squeaky shopping cart through the bustling aisles of the supermarket. His bandmates were waiting for him at the hotel, exhausted from their long flight to Texas for the end of their world tour. Despite his own fatigue and longing to relax and watch some Netflix, Felix had lost a game of straws and was now stuck doing this mundane chore. The bright lights and colorful displays of the market seemed to mock him as he begrudgingly tossed various snacks into the cart, each one representing another lost round in the game. A mix of scents wafted through the air - fresh fruits and vegetables mingled with the tantalizing aroma of freshly baked goods. But all Felix could think about was getting this errand over with so he could finally join his bandmates and rest after their journey.
His eyes scanned the neatly organized shelves, searching for any signs of chips, cookies, and candy. The bright packaging and tempting aromas called out to him, promising a satisfying snack for his hungry band mates. He quickly tossed them into the cart, hoping it would be enough to satisfy their voracious appetites. Not wanting to forget about hydration, he also grabbed some water bottles and soda cans, knowing how important it was to stay refreshed. Glancing at his phone, he saw that he had a few precious minutes left before he had to head back home. With a sense of curiosity, he decided to take a leisurely stroll through the store, his eyes scanning for any interesting finds along the way.
As he rounded the corner, a familiar tune filled his ears from the store's speakers. It was one of their own songs, "God's Menu". A smile spread across his face as he hummed along, feeling a surge of pride and joy. Creating music with his friends brought him so much happiness and sharing it with others was even more rewarding. The upbeat melody filled the air, making Felix feel like he could conquer anything.
He walked past the frozen food section and saw two girls standing in front of the ice cream freezer. One of them was dancing and singing along to the song, her body moving fluidly to the beat with unbridled energy. Her outfit was a reflection of her unique spirit, with ripped jeans hugging her curves, a white tee accentuating her hourglass figure, a black zip up hoodie providing some warmth, a denim jacket adding edge, and black combat boots giving her an added sense of power. Her head was adorned with a baseball cap, its tan color complementing the two-toned hair that shone brightly under the artificial glow of the fluorescent lights. One half of her hair was black while the other was white, mirroring the duality of her unique style. Her hazel eyes sparkled with enthusiasm as she belted out the lyrics.
The other girl stood next to her, shaking her head in amusement while rolling her eyes at the other girl's antics. She had a small smile on her face, unable to hold back her laughter as she watched her companion dance without a care in the world. Unlike her companion's bold fashion choices, this girl opted for simple comfort in a tan shirt and jeans, but she still managed to look effortlessly beautiful. Her long blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail that swayed gently as she moved. Blue eyes looked bemused and slightly annoyed at having been dragged along on this unwanted grocery trip.
Felix couldn't help but stare at them both, amused by their contrasting reactions to the music. It was moments like these that reminded him why he loved creating music with his friends. It brought joy and happiness to others, even in the most unexpected places. He wondered if these girls just recognized the song or knew who Stray Kids were, but it didn't matter. In that moment, all that mattered was the shared love for music and the connection it brought between strangers.
Felix couldn't resist the urge to join in on the fun dance party happening right in front of him. The girl moving gracefully to the beat caught his eye, her shoulder length hair bouncing with each step. She radiated a vibrant energy that drew him in. Felix found himself smiling at her enthusiasm, admiring her endearing and lively spirit. With determination, he parked his cart nearby and walked over to them, his friendly smile reaching his eyes.
"Hey there," he greeted, his deep Australian voice contrasting with his youthful appearance. "I love your moves! Mind if I join in?"
The dancing girl came to an abrupt stop, her feet faltering as her brain processed the sight in front of her. Her eyes scanned the person standing before her, widening in disbelief as she took in the tall, slender Korean man with a bleach blond mullet. His face was freckled, his warm brown eyes radiating with a smile that could brighten up anyone's day. It was none other than Felix from Stray Kids, someone she had long admired. And he was talking to her. Heat rushed to her cheeks, turning them a bright shade of red, and her heart thrummed wildly in her chest. As a die-hard fan of the group, Felix was one of her favorite members and seeing him in person was like a dream come true. She had posters of him plastered all over her walls and had watched every single one of his videos and interviews multiple times. Meeting him was something she had always dreamed of, but she never imagined it would happen like this.
"O-oh my gosh," she exclaimed, her voice trembling with excitement and nerves. "You're Felix! From Stray Kids!" Her high-pitched voice contrasted with his deep one, but she couldn't help it. "I-I love you so much!" Her words spilled out in a rush, overflowing with adoration for the talented artist standing before her.
A flush of embarrassment rose to her cheeks and she quickly covered her mouth with a trembling hand. Her outburst had been unexpected, and she couldn't help but feel a hint of panic at the thought of being judged as crazy or creepy. She shifted her gaze to her sister, whose expression was a mix of confusion and amusement. Oh, how she wished she could shrink herself and disappear into the cool depths of the freezer, away from the embarrassment.
Felix couldn't help but chuckle at her reaction, finding it both flattering and amusing. He thought she was adorable and enjoyed her candidness. Extending his hand for a handshake, he introduced himself as if she didn't already know who he was. "Nice to meet you, I'm Felix," he said with a smile. "May I ask what your name is?"
With her heart racing, she stammered out her name as his warm hand enveloped hers. She could feel the strength in his grip as he gently held onto her. "Zena," she repeated, the sound of her name coming out in a breathless whisper. It was almost as if her name had taken on new meaning in that moment, tingling with electricity. "Zena Allen," she finished, the words sounding foreign and yet comforting at the same time.
Her name rolled off his tongue smoothly and made her cheeks flush with warmth. "You have both a lovely name and a stunning smile," he praised, causing her to blush even more. "And you have great taste in music, might I add."
A playful twinkle danced in his eyes, causing her to giggle nervously in response. Suddenly, his face lit up with an infectious grin that made it clear he had an idea brewing. He leaned in closer, his voice low and excited.
"Hey, I have a proposition for you. How would you like to join us at our concert tonight? I can pull a couple of strings and get you and your friend VIP tickets and backstage passes. You'll get to meet the entire band and spend the evening having some fun with us. What do you say?" His offer hung in the air, laced with excitement and anticipation.
A surge of excitement and disbelief coursed through Zena's body. She couldn't believe her ears - was he really inviting her to his concert? And not just any tickets, but VIP ones. It felt like a dream, and she was afraid to wake up from it. With wide eyes shining with gratitude, she nodded eagerly.
"Oh my gosh, yes! I would be honored to go!" Her voice rose in pitch with each "yes" until she was practically squealing. "Thank you so much, Felix! You truly are the best!" A sense of gratefulness and happiness washed over Zena as she thanked her newfound friend.
He couldn't resist being captivated by her authentic kindness and warmth. He was eager to discover more about her.
As he looked at Zena's companion, he noticed she had been observing them with a curious yet questioning look on her face.
He greeted her with a friendly wave and introduced himself. "Hi there, I'm Felix. And you are?" he asked politely.
"Zara," she replied coolly, acknowledging his introduction with a nod. "Zena's sister."
Unlike many others he had met, Zara didn't seem impressed by his fame or charming demeanor. She held no interest in KPOP or Stray Kids, finding them overrated and annoying. Her loyalty lay with Zena, whom she loved deeply and was fiercely protective of. KPOP was simply not her cup of tea, despite being close to someone who adored it wholeheartedly.
"Well, Zara, it's a pleasure to meet you," he said with a cheerful smile. "Will you be joining us at the concert?"
Zara shook her head firmly, her long blonde ponytail swaying as she did so. Her blue eyes held a hint of defiance.
"No, thank you. I'm not particularly fond of KPOP. I have other plans for the evening," she replied with a slight untruth. She didn't have any concrete plans, but the thought of spending her night surrounded by rowdy boys and frenzied fans was unappealing to say the least.
Although she was a music lover, this specific genre was not up her ally.
Felix felt a pang of hurt wash over him as he furrowed his brow. His mind raced with questions and doubts as he tried to get her to change her mind.
"Are you absolutely certain? It's bound to be an unforgettable experience. Our songs are catchy and our dances are lively, and we all have unique personalities that shine on stage. I truly believe you might enjoy us if you just give us a chance," he pleaded, his tone tinged with hopefulness and desperation.
Zara shook her head for the second time. "No, I'm positive. I have other tasks to attend to. Zena would appreciate it much more anyways," she stated, not giving it a second thought.
She spun gracefully on her heels and sauntered over to the next aisle to retrieve an item from their shopping list, giving them a moment alone. She returned in a matter of seconds.
A twinge of guilt and sadness tugged at Zena's heart as she thought of her sister. She longed for her to be by her side, sharing in this incredible experience. She considered declining Felix's offer and staying with her sister because it wasn't as fun to go by yourself, but then she looked at him with his concerned and hopeful expression. A small smile played on his lips.
Felix turned to Zena, his tone gentle and sincere. "You're not changing your mind on me, are you?" he asked. "It'll be a blast, and I really want to hang out with you and get to know you better. And I'd love for you to meet the rest of the band. What do you say?" His words enveloped her like a warm hug, tempting her to forget her concerns and have a fun evening with this truly kind man.
Her heart was in turmoil, torn between two opposing desires. On one hand, she craved to join Felix at his concert – to witness his performance, meet his bandmates, and have a carefree time. Yet, on the other hand, she couldn't bear the thought of going without her sister. She grappled with the burden of conflicting wants and her sense of duty towards both Felix and her sister.
He stood by, waiting for her answer without any sign of impatience. The thought of spending time with him, making him happy and enjoying his company, sent her heart racing. However, when she glanced over at her sister, a twinge of nervousness passed through her.
With one last deep breath, she made a decision.
Her lips parted, her breath catching in anticipation as she spoke. "Thank you, Felix," she said warmly, her heart overflowing with gratitude for his invitation. She could feel the weight of his kindness and generosity in every word.
"I would be happy to go." Her words were filled with excitement and curiosity, and as she gazed at Felix, she saw his face light up like a starry night sky. His smile widened, revealing a set of perfect white teeth, and his eyes sparkled with joy and relief. It was clear that he was just as excited about their plans as she was.
His face lit up with hopeful disbelief. "Really? You would? That's incredible!" His voice rose in excitement, causing the words to tumble out in a rush. "I'm so glad you said yes. You won't regret it. Trust me."
She turned to her sister, afraid to see her reaction. But Zara's eyes were filled with pure joy and excitement for her. A wide smile spread across her face, expressing her approval and shared enthusiasm for her beloved older sister.
A mischievous glint sparkled in her eyes as she playfully rolled them at Zena. She gestured towards Felix, a kind and patient man who stood by with a warm smile on his face. "Come on, Zena," she chided gently, "let's not be rude. Say thank you." Her voice was filled with warmth and affection for her sister. Zena returned the smile and nodded gratefully, her demeanor softening under the gentle reminder.
Zena's gaze met Felix's once again, his eyes still brimming with hope and eagerness. She couldn't help but smile at his expression, feeling a warmth spread through her chest. Without thinking, she wrapped her arms around him in a hug, surprising both him and herself. "Thank you, Felix," she whispered into his ear. "Thank you for being so kind and generous. And thank you for inviting me to your concert." Her voice was filled with genuine appreciation and excitement. As he hugged her back, she could feel the strength of his embrace and the warmth of his body against hers, causing a flutter in her stomach. "I have no doubt it will be an amazing night," she added with a grin. "And thank you for that mini concert," Felix replied with a chuckle, bringing a blush to Zena's cheeks.
With a twinkle in his eyes and a playful grin, he broke away from their embrace and locked his gaze onto hers. "Hold on," he said, reaching into his pocket, "let me give you the tickets and VIP pass."
"Why don't you give me your phone number? That way I can text you all the details." With a fluttering heart, she recited her number to him. He quickly typed it into his phone and sent her the ticket and pass links along with a sweet message: "Hi, it's Felix. I'm thrilled that you're coming to our concert. Can't wait to see you. xoxo". The warm feeling in her chest intensified as she watched him put his phone away, knowing that they would soon be reunited at the concert.
He said with a gentle smile, "There, that's taken care of. Now, I must go. I have to check out and get back to the hotel before the rest of the band wonders where I am. But I'll see you later, okay? Don't forget about me."
His brown eyes sparkled mischievously as he winked at her. He turned on his heels and strides towards the cashier, leaving her breathless and in disbelief.
As she watched him go, she couldn't help but feel a whirlwind of emotions swirling within her. A sense of joy bubbled up in her chest, mixed with excitement, giddiness, wonder, and curiosity. She pulled out her phone and began looking at the text he sent her moments before.
Zena's sister gazed at her with a mixture of bemusement and admiration, a smile dancing on her lips.
"Oh my gosh, Zena," she exclaimed with exaggerated enthusiasm, "you're going to a Stray Kids concert with Felix! How do you feel? Are you bursting with excitement? Are you a bundle of nerves? How did you manage to score the tickets? Give us all the juicy details!" She playfully held an imaginary microphone up to Zena's face, as if conducting an interview for a popular talk show.
She shook Zena's arm in an attempt to elicit a response. "Come on, sis," she prodded teasingly, "don't be silent. Say something. Anything. You must be over the moon right now. Tell me." Zara's playful whining continued as she eagerly awaited her sister's reaction.
Zena's laughter tinkled through the air as she playfully shoved her sister.
Her heart was racing with excitement and nerves, still in disbelief that she had just met a member of Stray Kids. She couldn't stop looking at the tickets and VIP pass on her phone, trying to imprint them into her memory forever.
As Felix disappeared through the door, Zena couldn't help but exclaim, "Dreams really do come true."
She turned to walk away, her sister trailing behind her, their conversation already turning to what Zena should wear for the concert tonight. Every step felt light and buoyant, as if she were floating on a cloud of pure joy and anticipation.
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Note: I know Chan hasn’t been introduced yet but he’s coming in the next chapter I promise. I’m building it up to that point. So bear with me.
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their breathing at the end.. 🫢🙃🫠
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sungsetport · 1 year
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☆ pedi sorvete, ganhei beijinhos
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15.02.2023
insp.: @minkisaur (créditos a ele)
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skz-haven · 4 months
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straykidxxx · 1 year
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Eh.
His vocals are 🙌🏼😭⚰🐺
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majimaismyhusbando · 11 months
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Bangchan part in the trailer it's inspired by League of Legends?
Hello everyone, I wanna say right away sorry for my english 🙏🙏
I just wanted to share something I noticed about the new trailer for the comeback, anyone had flashback when Bangchan part came up?
Well, I was talking with my best friend and she mentioned that Channie part looks like It came out of League of Legends and that's where my mind had one sudden flashback, the mv for "Awaken" from Lol!
I know that Stray Kids members plays League of Legends, so maybe It could be that Chan has taken ispiration from Jhin in the mv?
Here I will compare the two of them and share what I think, let me know what you think about It🖤
In the trailer Bangchang plays passionately the piano in an empty theatre
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As you can see, Jhin part in the mv of Awaken, start in the same way
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Now the close up, the gaze Bangchan give us reminds me of the same cold gaze of Jhin
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Jhin as a mask on, so we can see barely his eyes, not the same thing that we can say to the Bangchan one but you can still feel his gaze
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Then the firing gun motion, which I think It's a reference for when Jhin in the mv shoots at Diana
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Let's take a look:
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Here Jhin takes out his pistol and then proceed to shoot the enemies coming so maybe It's a reference to these scenes.
And next, we have the explosion and the ending pose; Bangchan here set the piano's on fire in both sides of the bottom line while doing his final pose
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Now let's look at the Jhin one:
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As you can see the final pose It's really similar, and If you look at the explosion, they happen at the bottom line in both sides like in the trailer for Chan, another reference?
Here I will drop the link for the mv of Awaken, If you wanna take a look: Awaken | Season 2019 Cinematic - League of Legends (ft. Valerie Broussard) - YouTube
So what do you guys think about It? I'm the only one crazy that see the resemble or It's just a coincidence?
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Happy Stayday!! 🖤🖤🖤 we’re foive!! How exciting! I will never stop saying how amazing these 8 guys are, and how much they mean to me, to all of us really, I’m so glad I found them when I did ♥️ Stay, here’s to so many more birthdays 💕
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leeknowsairfryerfr · 1 month
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hellloo Tumblr users! (And my subs ofc)
I just made a tumblr acc! and I’ll be posting most of my ff’s in here and my one-shots. Anyways can you guys think of any fandom names? Also if you’re not subbed to me sub rn!! :) Channel name: Leeknow_AirFry_Me or if it doesn’t come up use xXMini_ClipsXx. Anyways I have one thought of a fandom name like, my channel name starts with Leeknow so I thought y’all’s could be Hyunjin! If y’all’s agree tho :). Anyways have a good day!
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mysweetlixe · 4 months
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Secret child
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Chan couldn't find peace in its gentle light. Instead, he lay in bed, scrolling through Instagram until a familiar face caught his attention. In the photo, you were smiling, holding a little girl with curly hair and chubby cheeks.
As Chan gazed at the little girl, he noticed her dark hair and shaped eyes, just like Y/N. But as she smiled up at him with a mischievous glint in her eye, he saw his own playfulness reflected back at him.Chan's heart began to race as he realized that this little girl was his daughter.
His mind raced with a mix of emotions - fear, shock, joy. He couldn't believe that Y/N had kept her existence from him all this time and yet here she was, smiling up at him from the photo.
With trembling fingers, Chan pulled out his phone and searched through his contacts until he found Y/N's name. His heart was beating so fast, he almost dropped the phone as he pressed the call button - something he never thought he would do again after their messy breakup.When you answered, Chan could hear the surprise in your voice.
After a few moments of awkward silence , Chan finally found the courage to speak. "Y/N, I saw the photo of our daughter. I can't believe you never told me about her." His voice was shaky and filled with emotion.
There was a long pause on the other end of the line before Y/N finally spoke. "Chan, I didn't want to burden you with the responsibility of being a father. You have your own career and life to focus on."
Chan felt a pang of hurt at Y/N's words. "You didn't even give me a choice in the matter. I could have been there for you and our daughter."
Y/N's voice softened as she spoke. "I know, and I'm sorry for not telling you sooner. But things were complicated back then, and I was scared. Scared of what you would say, scared of how you would react. But I never wanted to keep her from you. She deserves to have a relationship with her father."
Chan let out a deep sigh, his mind racing with a million thoughts and emotions. He couldn't believe he had a daughter, and the fact that Y/N had kept her hidden from him made him feel a mix of anger and hurt.
But at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a sense of joy and excitement at the prospect of being a father.
"I want to meet her," Chan said finally, his voice firm. "I want to be a part of her life."
There was a moment of silence before Y/N spoke again. "I want that too, Chan. I want you to be a part of her life.But you have to understand that it won't be easy. She's only three years old and she's been without a father figure for her entire life. It's going to take time for her to adjust to having you around."
Chan nodded, even though he knew Y/N couldn't see him. "I understand. I just want to be there for her, to be the father that I should have been all along."
Y/N's voice was soft and gentle as she spoke. "I know you will be, Chan. And I'm not going to lie - it won't be easy. But it's worth it, for her. And for us."
Chan felt a sense of relief wash over him. He had been terrified that Y/N wouldn't want him in their daughter's life, but now that she had agreed, he felt a weight lifted off his shoulders.
"I'll come over tomorrow," Chan said finally, his voice filled with determination. "I want to meet her, and I want to start making up for lost time."
Y/N's voice was filled with emotion as she replied. "Thank you, Chan. That means everything to me."
Minho sat outside at a small bistro, sipping his espresso and staring off into the distance. He couldn't help but think about Y/N, the girl he had lost five years ago. They had shared an unforgettable night together, but she disappeared from his life afterwards without a word.
Suddenly, a child yanked on Minho's sleeve, causing him to startle out of his thoughts. The little boy looked up at him with big brown eyes and, The young boy's voice trembled as he spoke, tears welling in his eyes.
"I'm lost, can you help me find my mom?" Minho's heart softened at the sight of the scared child, and he knelt down to be eye level with him. "Of course, let's find your mom," he said gently, taking the boy's tiny hand in his own and leading him through the crowded streets.
As they walked, Minho couldn't help but feel a sense of responsibility for the child. He knew that he had to help him find his mother.
After a few minutes of wandering, they finally came across a woman who was frantically searching for her son. As Minho approached her with the little boy in tow, she let out a sigh of relief and ran to embrace her child.
Minho looked around for the boy's mother, but he couldn't find her anywhere. So he bent down and asked the little boy, "What's your mom's name?"
The boy replied, "My mom's name is Y/N." Minho felt his heart skip a beat as he stared at the child in shock.
The thought of Y/N having a child was overwhelming for Minho. He had always wondered what had happened to her after that night they spent together. He couldn't believe that she had kept this a secret from him.
But as he looked at the little boy, he saw Y/N's eyes staring back at him, and he felt a sense of connection to the child that he couldn't explain.
He looked into her eyes and felt a wave of sadness wash over him as he realized that she had been carrying this secret all these years. But before he could say anything else, Y/N hugged him tightly and burst into tears.
"Thank you for bringing my son back to me," she sobbed. "You have no idea how much this means to me."
Minho's heart ached as he watched Y/N hug the little boy tightly and whisper words of love into his ear. As he looked at them together, it suddenly became clear to him that the child was his too.
He couldn't believe that he had a son, and the fact that Y/N had hidden him from him made him feel a mix of anger and hurt. But at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a sense of joy and excitement at the prospect of being a father.
"Y/N, is he...is he mine?" Minho asked hesitantly, his voice barely above a whisper.
Y/N looked up at Minho, her eyes filled with tears. "Yes, he's yours," she said softly. "I'm sorry for not telling you sooner. I was scared, I didn't know how you would react."
Minho felt a knot form in his stomach as he thought about the years he had missed with his son. "I don't know what to say," he said finally, his voice thick with emotion.Y/N looked at him, her eyes filled with understanding.
"I know it's a lot to take in. But he's a wonderful little boy, and he deserves to have a father in his life. I'm not asking you to make up for the past, but I want you to be a part of his life now."
Minho nodded, feeling a sense of determination wash over him. "I want to be there for him, Y/N. I want to make up for lost time and be the father he deserves."
Y/N smiled through her tears, and Minho felt a sense of relief wash over him. He had been terrified that Y/N wouldn't want him in their son's life, but now that she had agreed, he felt a weight lifted off his shoulders.
"I'm so sorry for not telling you sooner," Y/N said again, her voice trembling. "I just didn't know how to tell you, or how you would react."
Minho took her hand, feeling a sense of tenderness as he looked at her. "It's okay, Y/N. We'll figure this out together. And I promise to be there for our son and for you, always."
Changbin stepped into the party, laughter and music filled his ears. His close friend waved him over, but his eyes were drawn to Y/N standing with her boyfriend and a little girl in her arms.
She looked happy and content, completely unaware of Changbin's presence as he stood frozen in shock. He didn't expect to see her there, let alone with a child.
As the night progressed, Changbin couldn't take his eyes off of Y/N and the little girl. He felt a strange sense of sadness as he watched them together, and he was filled with questions as to who the child belonged to.
Finally, at the end of the night, Changbin mustered up enough courage to ask his friend about Y/N's daughter.
To his surprise, he found out that the child wasn’t her boyfriend's and Y/N never told anyone who the real father was Changbin's heart raced as he contemplated the possibility that he might be the father.
He wanted to approach Y/N and ask her directly, but he hesitated. He was scared of how she would react if it turned out he was the father, or even worse, what if he wasn't?
Finally, when all the guests had left for the night, Changbin decided to take a chance and confront Y/N about her daughter. His heart raced as he stepped towards her and pulled her aside.
"Y/N," he said nervously."I couldn't help but notice your daughter earlier. She's beautiful." Y/N looked at him with surprise, not expecting Changbin to bring up her daughter.
"Thank you," she said, smiling at him. "She's my everything."Changbin took a deep breath, feeling his heart pounding in his chest. "Y/N, is it possible that she's mine?" he asked hesitantly.
Y/N's face fell as she looked at Changbin. "I can't believe you're asking me that now," she said softly."I'm sorry," Changbin said quickly. "I just needed to know.
I've been thinking about it all night."Y/N let out a sigh and looked down at the little girl in her arms. "Yes, she's yours," she said finally, her voice barely above a whisper.
Changbin's heart skipped a beat as he heard those words. He couldn't believe it. He had a daughter."I'm so sorry," Y/N said, her voice trembling. "I wanted to tell you, I just didn't know how."
Changbin stepped closer and put his arm around her shoulders. "It's okay," he said softly. "We'll figure this out together." Y/N looked up at Changbin, her eyes filled with tears. "Thank you," she whispered. "Thank you for understanding."
Changbin smiled at her, feeling a sense of relief wash over him.
He had been terrified of how Y/N would react, but now that she had confirmed that he was the father, he felt a sense of joy and excitement at the prospect of being a parent.
"I want to be in her life, Y/N," Changbin said, his voice filled with determination. "I want to be the father she deserves."Y/N nodded, a small smile on her face. "I want that too," she said softly.
"I don't want her growing up without her father in her life. "Changbin took the little girl from Y/N's arms and looked down at her, feeling a sense of wonder as he stared into her eyes.
She looked so much like him, and he couldn't believe he had missed the first few years of her life. But now that he knew, he was determined to make up for lost time and be the best father he could be.
"We have a lot to figure out," Y/N said, her voice breaking the silence. Changbin nodded, still staring down at his daughter. "But we'll figure it out together."
As the three of them stood there, Changbin felt a newfound sense of purpose. He had a daughter, and he was going to do everything in his power to make sure she had the best life possible.
And he knew that he couldn't do it alone. But he was glad that Y/N was willing to work with him to make it happen. Together, they would figure everything out and give their daughter the love and support she needed.
Hyunjin sat cross-legged on a worn bench, sketchbook balanced on his lap and pencil flying across the page. He was so absorbed in capturing the curves of the trees and the play of light on the grass that he didn't notice the boy until he stood over him, curious about what he was drawing.The boy, dressed in a bright yellow t-shirt and jeans, smiled at Hyunjin.
"That looks really cool," he said with a grin. Hyunjin looked up from his sketchbook and smiled back. "Thanks," he replied, sliding the book into his backpack.The boy sat down next to him on the bench, their legs almost touching.
Hyunjin couldn't help but stare at him as he talked excitedly about his day at school and the new friends he had made. There was something about the boy's energy that drew Hyunjin in and he felt a strange connection to him.
As the boy talked, Hyunjin noticed something out of the corner of his eye and he gasped. It was Y/N, standing just a few feet away “ come on buddy it’s time to leave," she said gently, holding out her hand to the boy.
The boy looked up at her with a pout. "But mom, I wanna stay and talk to him," he said, pointing at Hyunjin.
Y/N smiled and looked over at Hyunjin, her eyes widening in recognition. "Hyunjin?" she said softly, as if she couldn't believe it was him.
Hyunjin stared back at Y/N for a moment before realization hit him like a ton of bricks. This was Y/N's son - his son - and she had kept him hidden from him all these years.
He was speechless as he looked between Y/N and the boy, not knowing what to say or do but feeling an overwhelming sense of joy that he finally knew the truth about his child.Y/N took a step closer, the boy's hand still in hers. "Hyunjin, I-" she began, but her voice caught in her throat.
She didn't know how to explain why she had kept their son hidden from him all these years. She had been so scared of what he would say or do, but now that he was here, looking at her with those intense eyes, she knew she had to tell him the truth.
"I'm sorry," she said finally, her voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't know how to tell you about him."
Hyunjin stood up from the bench, his eyes never leaving Y/N's. "Why didn't you tell me?" he asked, his voice low.
Y/N took a deep breath and looked down at the boy. "I was scared," she said, her voice shaking. "I was afraid that you would reject him or hate me for keeping him.I didn't want to take that risk."
She looked back up at Hyunjin, her eyes full of tears. "But I should have told you," she said softly. "He's your son too."
Hyunjin nodded, still staring down at his daughter. He slowly moved forward and enveloped Y/N and their son in a hug, feeling the warmth of their embrace for the first time in years.
He was so filled with emotion he couldn't speak, but when he finally pulled back, there was a smile on his face."I'm just happy to finally know him," Hyunjin said, looking at his son with wonder.
Y/N smiled back, her heart bursting with joy. She knew that from now on, their son would have both of his parents in his life and she couldn't be happier. Hyunjin reached out and brushed a strand of hair away from Y/N's face, the gesture so familiar it almost felt like they were back where they started.
"We'll make up for all the lost time," Hyunjin said softly, his eyes shining with love.
Y/N smiled and leaned into his embrace, feeling finally at peace after all these years. What started as a simple sketching session had now become something much more meaningful - the beginning of an unexpected family reunion.
Jisung sat in his studio, focused intently on the soundboard as he tinkered with a new track. It had been years since he had heard from Y/N, and memories flooded back to him as his phone began to ring.
He hesitated before answering, unsure of what to expect. As soon as he picked up, he could hear the glassy quality in her voice - she was clearly intoxicated. "Jisung," Y/N slurred into the receiver, her words slightly garbled and unsteady.
“I need to tell you something, remember two years ago when we got wasted at that party.Jisung's heart skipped a beat as he remembered that night.
It was a blur of alcohol and bodies moving together, but he had vivid memories of Y/N's lips on his and the way she had whispered his name. He had never been able to forget that night, no matter how hard he tried.
"Yeah, I remember," Jisung said, his voice low.
"Well, you ended up getting me pregnant and now we have a daughter," Jisung couldn't decipher if she was being serious or just drunk. “ Where are you I’m coming to get you," he said urgently, his mind racing with the news. He had a daughter and he had no idea.
Y/N gave him the address of the bar she was at, and Jisung quickly made his way there. When he arrived, he found Y/N slumped over at the bar. He helped her up and led her out to his car, making sure she was safely buckled in before driving her home.
As they sat in her living room, Y/N explained everything to him. She had been too scared to tell him about the pregnancy, and had decided to raise their daughter on her own.
She had never wanted him to feel trapped or obligated to be a father, but now that she was struggling to raise their child alone, she had no choice but to reach out to him.
Jisung listened to her story, his heart heavy with guilt for not being there for their daughter. He had always wanted to be a father, but never had the chance. And now he had a daughter that he never knew existed.
"I want to meet her," Jisung said firmly, his eyes meeting Y/N's. "I want to be a part of her life."
Y/N's face lit up with relief and joy. “ She’s at my mother’s house.” Jisung wanted to drive to her house but he couldn’t leave you in your drunken state , so he decided to spend the night at Y/N's house. As they sat on the couch, Jisung couldn't help but feel grateful for the opportunity to finally meet his daughter.
He thought about all the things he had missed out on - her first steps, her first words, her first birthday - and felt a pang of sadness. But he was determined to make up for lost time and be the best father he could be.
Felix's heart raced as he approached Y/N, his long-distance friend who he hasn’t seen in person in a couple of months . They had always shared a special connection, but things took a turn when they started developing feelings for each other.
Suddenly, their once simple friendship became complicated with romantic tension.But, Felix refused to let that ruin their friendship and so he decided to pay her a visit.
As soon as he entered her house, Felix felt a strange energy in the air. He couldn't help but feel something was off - until Y/N slowly stepped out from behind the corner.
He was taken aback by the sight of her, cradling an infant in her arms. Her eyes widened when she saw him and for a moment, everything around them seemed to pause. "Felix," Y/N said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't expect you to be here."
Felix looked at her, the shock evident on his face. He had no idea she had a child, let alone one so young. "Who is this?" he asked, gesturing to the baby in her arms.
Y/N's eyes flickered down to the child before she spoke. "This is my son," she said softly, her voice trailing off. "I had him a few months ago."
Felix felt like his world had turned upside down. He had no idea Y/N was even in a relationship, let alone had a child. He took a step closer to her, wanting to know more.
"Who's the father?" he asked, his heart tight in his chest.
Y/N hesitated for a moment before she spoke. "His father is you," she said, her voice trembling slightly.
“What since when Felix stared at her in disbelief, unable to process what he was hearing.?" Felix exclaimed, his mind racing with confusion. "How is that even possible? I don't remember-"
"We were both drunk and it just happened," Y/N explained, her voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't know how to tell you, and I didn't want to burden you with the news." Felix looked at Y/N “
How is this a burden ?" he asked, his voice filled with emotion. "He's my son too."
Y/N's eyes filled with tears as she looked at Felix. "I know, I'm sorry," she whispered, her voice choked with emotion. "I wanted to tell you, but I was scared of how it would effect your career and your life."
Felix shook his head, taking a step closer to Y/N and the baby. "I don't care about my career or my life right now," he said firmly. "I care about my son and making things right between us."
Y/N looked up at him, her eyes shining with relief. "Thank you," she whispered, handing the baby over to Felix.
As he held his son in his arms for the first time, Felix felt a rush of emotions. He couldn't believe he had a child, but he knew he would do everything in his power to be a good father.
"I want to be a part of his life," Felix said, his eyes meeting Y/N's. "I want to be there for him and for you."
Y/N smiled at him, her heart filled with hope. "I want that too," she said softly. "I want us to be a family." And in that moment, Felix knew that everything was going to be okay. He knew that he had a long road ahead of him, but he was willing to do whatever it took to make things work.
Seungmin knew he was too young to be a father but that didn’t mean he didn’t want kids in the feature . He had always dreamed of having a family, of being a dad and watching his children grow up.
But those dreams had always been in the distant future, something that he would work towards when he was older and more established in his career.
So when he received a call from Y/N, his ex-girlfriend, telling him that there’s was something she need to tell him. So he met Y/N at her apartment , his heart pounding with anticipation. As soon as he walked in, he could see the worry etched on her face.
Seungmin's gentle voice cut through the tense silence. "What's happening?" he asked, his words barely above a whisper. Suddenly, the piercing wail of a baby filled the air.
Seungmin's eyes widened in surprise and concern. "I'm sorry," Y/N apologized, quickly excusing herself to attend to the crying infant.
The sound of her footsteps grew faint as she retreated into another room. Seungmin sat alone, his mind racing with questions. Was this Y/N's baby? Did he have a secret child with her?
He didn't know how long he had been lost in thought when suddenly the door opened and Y/N returned with the baby in her arms.
His heart stopped as he took in the sight before him, realizing that it was true. “ Seungmin this is my daughter ," Y/N said softly, holding out the infant for him to see.
Seungmin's eyes widened as he took in the delicate features of the newborn, feeling a surge of emotions he couldn't quite name. "I had her a few months ago," Y/N continued, her voice barely above a whisper. "And she's yours."
Seungmin felt like his world had turned upside down. He had no idea that Y/N was pregnant, let alone that he was the father. "How is this possible?" he asked, his voice shaking with disbelief.
Y/N looked at him, her eyes filled with tears. "We were together when I got pregnant," she said softly. Seungmin's mind raced as he tried to remember the timeline of their relationship feeling guilty for not realizing sooner.
"I'm so sorry," he whispered, reaching out to stroke the baby's soft cheek. "I had no idea."
Y/N's eyes met his, filled with pain and regret. "I didn't know how to tell you," she said softly."But now that you know, what are you going to do?"
Seungmin took a deep breath, feeling the weight of responsibility settling heavily on his shoulders.
He knew that being a father was not something to be taken lightly. "I want to be in her life," he said firmly, his eyes never leaving the baby's face. "I want to be a good father to her."
Y/N's eyes filled with tears of relief. "Thank you," she whispered, handing the baby over to Seungmin. As he held his daughter in his arms for the first time, Seungmin felt a surge of love and protectiveness. He knew that he had a lot to learn, but he was determined to do whatever it takes to make things work.
Seungmin looked up at Y/N, his heart filled with determination. "I want to make things right between us too," he said softly. "I don't want to be just a father to our daughter, I want to be there for you too."
Y/N's eyes widened in surprise and hope. "You do?" she asked, her voice laced with disbelief.
Seungmin nodded, his eyes meeting hers. "I know we had our differences in the past, but I want to put that behind us and work towards a better future for our daughter," he said firmly.
Y/N's eyes filled with tears once again, but this time they were tears of happiness. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice choked with emotion. "I've always wanted us to be a family, but I didn't know how to make that happen."
Seungmin smiled at her, his heart overflowing with love. "We'll figure it out together," he said, his voice gentle and reassuring. "I want to be there for you, to support you and to be the partner you deserve."
Y/N's heart swelled with love and gratitude. She had never imagined that Seungmin would be so understanding and willing to work things out between them. She reached out and took his hand, squeezing it tightly. "Thank you," she said again, unable to express how much his words meant to her.
Seungmin leaned in and kissed her gently on the forehead, his lips lingering for a moment. "I'll do whatever it takes to make things right between us," he promised.
Jeongin was shocked to learn from friends that Y/N had a son and didn’t tell him. He had known her for years before she moved away from him and he had always thought they had a special connection.
But now he felt betrayed that she had kept such a big secret from him. He sat alone in his apartment, his mind racing with questions. Why didn't she tell him?
Did she not trust him enough? Did he not mean enough to her to be included in such an important part of her life?
Jeongin's thoughts were interrupted when his phone rang. It was Y/N. He hesitated for a moment before answering, unsure of what to say.
“Hey," he said, trying to keep his voice steady.
"Hi," Y/N said softly. "I know this is a lot to take in, but I wanted to talk to you."
Jeongin took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart. "Okay," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you about my son," Y/N said, her voice filled with regret. “ hey it’s fine,” Jeongin said, his voice strained. “I just don’t understand why you didn’t tell me.”
Y/N sighed heavily. “ Because that’s not the only secret about him- he’s your son too, Jeongin. I found out I was pregnant shortly after we broke up and I decided to keep it from you because I knew it would complicate things.”
Jeongin was speechless, his mind struggling to process Y/N's words. He felt a range of emotions - surprise, shock, confusion - but most of all, he felt a deep love for the son he never knew he had. Tears filled his eyes as he realized that their family was bigger than either of them had ever imagined.
"I want us to be a family," Y/N said softly. "If you're willing to try."
Jeongin nodded slowly, his heart filled with hope and love. “I’m willing to do whatever it takes,” he said firmly. “To be there for our son and for you.” Y/N smiled, her eyes full of tears. "Thank you," she whispered softly. "That means everything to me."
Jeongin could hear her cry over the phone and his heart ached to comfort her. "I'm here for you," he said, his voice filled with tenderness. "We'll figure it out together."
Y/N's sobs quieted, and she took a deep breath. "I have to go," she said softly. "But please, let's talk more about this soon. I want to make things right between us, Jeongin."
Jeongin nodded, his heart filled with determination. "I want that too," he said firmly. "I'll call you tomorrow."Y/N's voice was barely above a whisper as she spoke her final words. "Thank you, Jeongin. I love you."
Jeongin felt his heart skip a beat at her words, but he knew that they had a lot of work to do before they could truly be a family. "I love you too," he said softly, before hanging up the phone.
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Stray Kids Instagram (I.N)
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skz-f0rlif3 · 7 months
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sooo for all the people who follow me and aren't bots how would yall feel if i wrote a oneshot bsf!chan x reader?? lmk yalls thoughs
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davillee · 9 months
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baby bread 🍞 ❤
just say yeah, yeah, yeah
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I wish he would.
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