#jeongin x yn

[charmercharm3r]

i cant NOT think about jeongin asking the 9th member for help with/practice kissing (the phrasing is weird but i lovee this idea 😭)

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“It’s not that I haven’t wanted to… It just never happened.”

Jeongin was defending himself like his life depended on it. Not that he needed to, no one blamed him or thought it was weird— more of a pride thing on his end.

“You don’t have to explain yourself,” you crumpled the empty water bottle in your hand and turned to Jisung. Raising and bringing it down playfully onto the top of his head, Jisung didn’t run from the scolding. “Why’d you put him on the spot like that! What’s your dating history like then, hm?”

Jisung immediately skipped over to Jeongin to take him into an embrace while the younger attempted to escape. “Ew, hyung— get away! You’re sweaty!”

When he managed to catch him, Jisung rubbed his cheek into Jeongin’s shoulder, “don’t feel bad, Jeonginnie. I’ve kissed people, but don’t worry, it’s not that fun.” Jeongin looked at you with a face that begged for mercy but not attempting to push him away.

“He’s lying, kissing is really fun,” Hyunjin chimed in and took a seat the open space beside you. “Kissing me is even more fun. C’mon Y/N’ie, just one?” He shoulder bumped you and puckered his lips.

“Kiss each other.” With that, you excuse yourself to the bathroom, only to come back minutes later to find Jisung pinning Hyunjin to the floor trying to take your words literally. You turned around and left again before witnessing anything that’ll make your eyes burst into flames.

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What was probably hours had passed and everyone since forgotten about what had been said in the practice room, entirely too preoccupied with other things. Like singing lessons, for example. The session just didn’t go as you had hoped, that one high note was kicking your ass. As you walked through the corridor towards the exit, you could hear a soft voice from another occupied room.

Peaking through the small sliver of window, Jeongin was sat alone in the tiny confined space. You knocked twice before letting yourself in. He wasn’t startled, but surprised to see you, though the happy expression he wore quickly changed to something more melancholic.

“You’re still here? I thought your lessons ended an hour ago?” You stood in the door frame not wanting to invade too much of his space. Jeongin was always emotionally delicate, though he put up a hard shelled front.

“Yeah, just wanted some quiet before going home.” He twiddled his fingers, mind clearly not in the same room.

“Okay, wanna head back together? I can wait for you, I’ll grab us something at the convenience store.”

“Actually, can you come in?”

You closed the door behind you and sat in the spare chair. “Are you okay?”

He hated talking about his feelings, let alone things as personal as what Jisung had brought up earlier today about kissing. Jeongin has no idea how to go about it. He can’t articulate that he thinks you’re so pretty and that the way your nose crinkles when you laugh is adorable. It’s hard to put into words that he’s never kissed anyone because he didn’t want to waste his first with someone temporary because, “I only get one.”

Your eyebrow raised, “one what?”

His voice caught in his throat, hardly able to push the words past his lips, “one first kiss.”

“Are you still thinking about what Jisung said earlier? It’s nothing to feel bad about.”

Jeongin fidgeted a second longer before deciding to bite the bullet. “Take it. I don’t want it anymore.”

Fuck, he scared you. You’re looking at him like he has two heads and is speaking in tongues. “When you say it like that, I don’t want you to jump into things just because everyone else does. Don’t rush—“

“I’m not rushing. Like, the total opposite,” he sat on the edge of his seat and that much closer to you. “There have been people who wanted to kiss me, and I’ve wanted to kiss them. But I felt like I couldn’t? If I’m going to kiss someone, I want it to stick. Those people, they were temporary and I knew that, it wouldn’t have been fair to them. Now, I’ve been putting it off for so long that I think it’s not even an option anymore. But… then I look at you, talk to you, exist around you. It feels, for lack of a better word, right?”

At a complete loss for words, how have you not crumbled around him earlier? Let alone noticed he felt that way? You sat still with your lip between your teeth, running through all the possibilities that could follow if you were to go through with what he’s asking for. There was the fact that you already kissed one of them— briefly recalling your stolen moment with Felix— and that Jeongin hasn’t shied away from complementing you when he could or being all together boyfriendly. Even if you didn’t think of dating him, what harm could kissing him really do? If anything, doing it will satiate that need for the both of you, then close that chapter.

“Okay, but don’t tell Hyunjin. It’ll make him jealous.”

“More than when you kissed Felix?”

“How do you know that?!”

“I live with him?” He said it as if you were the stupid one to believe none of them would find out. Case in point.

You sighed, “yes, more than that time.”

As you moved and got more comfortable, he copied in sitting up straight and puckering his lips. “What’re you doing?”

“Getting ready to kiss you?” You rolled your eyes.

Jeongin came from a good place, even if he was entirely clueless. You suppose he was just parroting every time Jisung exaggeratedly tried to kiss the next nearest person. It was kind of endearing, a little geeky, but heartwarming nonetheless.

Putting your hands on his shoulders, you pushed them down to get him to relax. Then scooting your chair closer to his, you spread his knees to let your own take up that space. Jeongin let you maneuver him however you pleased, breath hitching as you stole his hands to place them lightly on the tops of your thighs. His hands were huge, not new information, but definitely a new feeling now that he was touching you. He was on the taller side, broader shoulders and probably able to wrap around your entire body if you hugged him properly. All those thoughts briefly swam around your brain just from the image of his hands on your thighs.

Jeongin was felt as though he was sweating bullets, but still immensely excited. Physical touch wasn’t his most favorite thing in the world, but he enjoyed it when it was you. These small, lingering touches, like where his hands were now, he probably enjoyed it more than he should.

“I’m going to put my hands on your neck, is that okay?” Jeongin nodded immediately, holding his breath. The warmth of your palms on his pulses made him shiver. “Don’t over think it. Kisses don’t need to be aggressive, they also don’t have to be too gentle. Just find a balance, not every person you kiss will want the same thing.” He nodded and absorbed every word that dripped from your perfectly plush lips. At some point he almost stopped listening and focused on your lips all together.

“What do you like?” He blurted out nervously. You giggled, oh so beautifully.

“We’ll get there,” your fingers traced back to comb through the hair at the back of his head teasingly, Jeongin almost fully leaned into it like a puppy. “Be calm. All the time in the world.”

Jeongin’s hands lightly kneaded the flesh of your thighs in anticipation, in need and desperation and longing to just feel your lips on his for the first time. He didn’t realize you were slowly drawing in closer and closer, then he could feel your breath fanning across his mouth and suddenly all the air was sucked from his lungs. “Make sure they want this as much as you. Look into their eyes, hold them tenderly, then ask. Can I kiss you?”

Glassy, watered over with all the stars staring back at you, “please.”

“That’s not a confirmation.” You were so close that the heat radiated off your body made Jeongin overheat in the best way possible.

“Yes, please kiss me.”

You were slow to press your lips to his, whereas as soon as the contact was made, Jeongin leaned further into you, almost shoving you out of your chair. Quick to push him back, you held his neck a little tighter and reined him in. Taking the hint, he put his excitement into his hands that now squeezed your thighs tighter and tighter, not that it hurt. His lips softened more, less eager but just as excited, he followed your lead.

The simple peck ended far too quickly for his liking, chasing as you pulled away. “No, no, more please.”

He moved to grip the bottom of your chair and tug the entire thing closer with the scrape of the legs on the floor echoing with a screech. Now you had nowhere to go, further trapped between his legs where you’d put yourself and Jeongin now reaching for your waist with one hand and the other cupping your jaw. And you didn’t hate it. Actually, you loved it. Getting attention from the one person that hates giving or receiving attention feels so rewarding, which is why you let him take what he wanted.

Long fingers threaded through your hair and tugged you to meet his lips half way, you fell forward into him and let your arms wrap around his neck. For his first time kissing, he was surprisingly well versed. Everything you’ve told him up until now he applied in his rather scattered yet charming kissing technique. He was everywhere all at once and it made your brain fuzzy.

Close lipped, simple, safe, eager, yearning, wanting, warm, fervorous, you didn’t want to let go almost as much as he did. Jeongin lightly whined when you pulled away, chasing after you again and keeping your upper body pinned to his. You hadn’t realized that your knees were pressing against his pelvis until you leaned a little back and he softly whimpered one more time.

“I don’t think you really needed kissing lessons.” He shrugged, smug. “Did you just wanna kiss me?” Another shrug and a crooked smile. “You little shit.”

“Don’t worry, I don’t kiss and tell.” You couldn’t tell if he lied, but truthfully you didn’t care, it didn’t matter.

Rolling your eyes again, he leaned in for a soft peck, molding your lips together sweetly, honey like moans being swapped between mouths.

That is, until the door to the vocal room was being burst open. You jumped in Jeongin’s hold, the both of you looking at who had just ruined your lovely moment.

“Oh, come on! Jeongin?! That is so not fair!” Hyunjin took up most of the doorway with Jisung peaking on his tiptoes over his shoulder.

A sigh fell from your mouth, patting Jeongin’s shoulders and reluctantly slipping from his grasp. He sat still, shriveling into the backrest of the chair as you gathered your stuff. “Aren’t you coming?” You asked him. Sheepish, he scratched the back of his head and pulled the hem of his shirt lower. “Nevermind, see you tomorrow, Jeonginnie.” He avoided eye contact again as you ruffled his hair and pushed past Hyunjin and Jisung.

The two followed behind you, bombarding you with question after question, mostly about how good the kiss with Jeongin was. Hyunjin was dramatically livid, nothing out of the usual, storming ahead of you and Jisung down the stairs to head home.

Jisung lightly pulled you back to a stop, curious eyes looking at you. “What is it?”

“I— I know I joke about kissing, said it’s not that fun and everything but…” he trailed off as though he couldn’t trust the words that he truly wanted to say. You waited patiently until he could articulate himself. “Can I be next?”

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A/N: it’s been a minute..hoping posting this can jumpstart me into posting more!! i really missed writing and finding this in my inbox after a month was so fun n cute to write, thank u anon!!!

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[straylightdream]

8:57pm

𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭: yang jeongin x f.reader

friends to lovers

↳ after a bad breakup Jeongin let’s you know people definitely want you.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 425

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: cussing and the readers exes are jerks.

𝐚𝐧: I definitely want to write more for Jeongin.

Breakups are never fun. Even when you know deep down inside that you should have broken up with someone long ago. There’s something about getting dumped that is really annoying. Three years of your life had been wasted on an asshole who liked to talk about himself more than anything.

Sitting at your best friend's kitchen table you groaned thinking back to what your ex had said to you while he was breaking up with you.

He thought he was so cool saying, “I don’t think we’re the same people who started dating all those years ago.”

He wasn’t wrong, you had matured and he turned into a narcissistic asshole. He wasn’t that way when you started dating. When you met him he was a sweet guy who went out of his way to make you happy. The version of him that broke up with you only cared about himself.

“Why did I date him?” who asked Jeongin who sat down across from you at the table.

“I wish I could tell you why you started dating him,” he said, passing you a cup of tea. He put it in your favorite mint tea cup that had a chip in it from when you drunkenly made a toast at a party with a very drunk Jisung.

“Jeongin, why do only assholes like me?” you say groaning.

You were a pretty girl with a sweet personality, and for some reason both your exes ended up being total assholes. You wished you could find a sweet guy who would like you, and not break your heart.

“Believe me men like you who aren’t total assholes,” he says before taking a drink of his tea.

You look in his warm eyes and say, “please point them in my direction, because I would love to meet someone who isn’t going to treat me like shit.”

“If I ask you out will you stop complaining about all men being assholes?” he says casually.

Your eyes widened as you stared at him wondering if you heard him correctly, “are you just messing with me?”

“No, I’m not. I think you’re pretty and I like you.”

You couldn’t believe he was saying this. You had always had a crush on Jeongin, any girl who was best friends with him would. He was handsome as hell and too charming for his own good.

“You want to take me on a date?”

He nods and smiles.

“Alright Jeongin you have yourself a date,” you can’t help the smile that is plastered across your face.

#stray kids #stray kids x reader #stray kids imagine #stray kids x you #stray kids insert reader #yang Jeongin #Jeongin #Jeongin x reader #Jeongin insert reader #Jeongin x YN #Jeongin x you #stray kids fanfics #stray kinds fanfiction #jeongin fanfic

[gimmeurtmi]

stray kids and… things they only share with you.

tags: ot8, established relationships, fluff

warnings: swearing, lowkey angst for han, i don’t actually know the gender of min’s cats okay, idk if there’s anything else?

notes: this is my first time doing an ot8 thing so feedback is appreciated <3 also idk if they’re the same length i just wrote lol

chan… headphones

you’re on chan’s bed, a book in hand as you read while chan works. quality time is very important to you, even if he is observed in his work and doesn’t say much while you’re reading.

every now and again he’ll get up for a drink and silently put one by your side, too. when he’s done something he’s specifically proud of he’ll let out a giggle and maybe clap his hands, instinctively turning to you with a smile even if he doesn’t stop to explain what made him happy.

if you’re feeling a little more touchy that day, he’ll happily let you wrap your arms around his shoulder as his focus remains on his work. he’ll let you pepper kisses on his cheek, blushing lightly, before you get bored and go back to your own work.

when he’s done making something he really likes he turns to you with a grin.

“mate,” he says, face beaming. “mate!”

“come on,” you say, marking your place in your book before putting it aside. you extended your hand to him, and he grabs the headphones he’s been using and hands them to you.

you place them securely on your head and nod at him, ready to listen. chan plays the track for you, finally resting his head on your shoulder.

he wraps his hand around your bicep, closing his eyes softly as he picks up the very faint sound of the track playing through the headphones.

when it’s done you smile down at him, ready to praise him, but his mouth is open—soft breathes leaving his lips, and so you know he’s asleep.

instead you connect the headphones to your spotify and listen to a podcast while you rest your eyes. you don’t dare move, just in case chan might wake up from the disruption.

you know he might scold you for not waking him up, but it’s almost three am—and by what you’ve just listened to it’s safe to say he finished the track, so there’s no reason he shouldn’t be allowed to sleep after his hard work.

you let yourself fall asleep as well once the podcast you’ve been listening to is over, carefully putting the headphones to the side as you know how important they are to chan.

the first time he let you use them you gasped, but he insisted since you left your pair at home and wanted to listen to music while studying without bothering chan’s concentration.

“i have a lot of pairs anyway,” he said calmly, “borrow them whenever you need.”

minho… cat snacks

you both sit on the floor of his parents’ house, full from the dinner minho cooked for you and his family. you were talking about your new neighbour who you swore had a pet wolf. minho kept saying it isn’t a wolf, that he even spoke to the man and it’s just a cross breed.

you insist it’s a wolf.

his father sides with him, saying that would have to be illegal, but before you can offer your argumatives points, dori walks over to you, sits in your lap, and starts meowing loudly.

“he really is just like you,” you say to minho. he cocks his head to the side. “he wants something so he comes to me and starts making noise.”

“he’s hungry,” minho explains, rolling his eyes at your comment.

he gets up and grabs three snack packs, handing you one before he calls the other two over for some dinner.

from the corner of your eye you can see minho’s mum staring at you, in complete shock—but you try not to get too paranoid about it. you know she likes you, minho promised she likes you.

you instead focus on the cat in your lap, now meowing even louder once the snack came into view. you quickly open it and offer it up, giggling at the way he eagerly starts licking at the food.

when you glance over at minho you freeze, noticing the tension in the air.

“am i doing it wrong?” you whisper, as if dori might judge you for that question.

he shakes his head slowly but doesn’t say anything else. his mum quickly brings up another subject, asking you all about that incident at work you mentioned on your last visit.

minho helps them clear the last of the plates and cups that are left, insisting you sit down even after you offered to help three times.

soonie approaches you slowly before sitting down right on top of your phone.

you start talking to her, explaining the logic behind her actions, and she then shows you her stomach. you instantly start scratching it, knowing if she’s anything like her big brother she’ll start rioting if she doesn’t get the attention she wants.

after a few minutes of cooing at the cat you feel someone sitting down next to you, a pair of big hands wrapping around your waist, minho placing his chin on your shoulder.

“my mum just told me off,” he says, and you can hear the grin on his face.

“what did you do?”

“apparently i have never in all my life let anyone else feed the cats with me.”

“she was looking at me weird,” you mumble, “didn’t think it would be over something so simple.”

“you know the cats mean the world to me, right?” he looks at you, brows knitted together. now he’s looking at you weird—and it doesn’t help that they have the same confused face.

“yes, they’re your lockscreen and i’m not.”

“not this again,” minho sighs, but you simply grin at him.

“what’s your point?”

“i didn’t notice i do that, nor did i notice i gave you one of the snacks to feed them with,” is all his explanation. you manage to fill in the blanks yourself—knowing minho would never say it if it’s as painfully honest as you think it is.

you kiss his lips softly. “thank you for trusting me with your world.”

he nods, satisfied you understood him. like you always do.

changbin… phone

“hey, can you text the boys for me? tell felix we’ll be there in a second,” changbin says, handing you his phone as he keeps his eyes focused on the road.

“password?” you ask, trying to angle the phone towards his face until you remember it’s an android and it doesn’t even have face recognition.

“your birthday,” he says simply.

“simp,” you giggle, trying and failing to bite back your smile. changbin pays no mind to your comment, deciding being a simp for you is much better than ever letting you down—so he’ll accept that name proudly.

you text felix the details and put the phone back in the cup holder, focusing instead on the next song on changbin’s playlist.

“hey, can you order the food? i’m just gonna shower,” changbin asks as you enter the dorm. he came to pick you up right after his gym session, and while he didn’t want to see you while he was all sweaty he also didn’t want to make you wait any longer, so he still needs a shower.

you don’t have to ask for the passcode this time, easily keying in your birthday before ordering the food you talked about on your way home.

you notice he has solitaire on his phone, and while that might not be the most appealing game in the world you’re also extremely bored. you know you shouldn’t use his phone for anything other than what he’s asked you to, so you knock on the shower door quickly.

“binnie, can i play on your phone until the food’s ready?”

“of course, sweetheart!” he yells back.

you smile to yourself before plopping down on the couch and starting a new game.

the boys spent approximately forty five minutes taking pictures while all of you went to the han river for a picnic. it’s alright though, because they also took pictures of you with your boyfriend, and of you alone, so it’s not like you were excluded from the vanity game.

once the sun disappeared and the weather turned cooler you went back to the dorm to finish the rest of the food.

they were all looking over the pictures, deciding which was the best one to upload.

“who took the picture of me with the watermelon?” minho asks enthusiastically.

“binnie did,” you respond, as you spend your time focusing on the delicious cake felix made.

minho whines, considering changbin was taking one of his food naps at the moment and couldn’t show him the pictures.

you grab his phone from where he placed it down on the table and enter his gallery—handing the phone over to minho so he can look over the pictures.

he simply gasps at you.

“you know his passcode?”

you lock the phone again, showing minho that it was your thumb print that can unlock it.

“wow,” chan chuckles.

you don’t pay much attention to them though, far more invested in the cake, and so you get back to eating it while minho sends himself all the pictures off changbin’s phone.

hyunjin… jewellery

it starts flirtatious, like most things are with you and hyunjin. you’re playing with his hand, fiddling with his fingers, drawing circles on his wrist. you grab the ring on his finger and pull it off before placing it on the finger next to it. and then the finger next to it. you play this game for a few more minutes, hyunjin’s eyes practically turned into two hearts as he took in the amusement on your face. as he giggles, he grabs the ring from you and you pout—sad for the game to be over. but it isn’t, as the roles are now reversed, hyunjin moving the ring from finger to finger.

it’s then the waitress approaches your table, albeit hestitanly, and asks for your orders.

the ring stays on your hand all night.

“it suits you,” hyunjin says when you try and give it back.

“beautiful, can i have my ring?” he asks as he steps out of the shower a few days later. he has an event tonight, some important people he needs to meet, and he wants to look his best. jewellery is important for that.

“yeah, of course,” you don’t even hesitate. it was his ring to begin with, and he never officially gifted it as yours to keep. you were just looking after it for a bit.

when hyunjin gets back from paris he has a lot of gifts with him—all ysl branded and expensive. he shows off the clothes and the perfume and tells you all about the luxurious evenings him and felix enjoyed. of course, he sent you pictures as most of the events were taking place in front of him, but you enjoy his story telling even more when he’s right in front of you.

when he shows you the necklace he got you gasp, turning it over in your hand.

“it’s so pretty!” you gush. “that’ll look beautiful with a low neckline dress.”

“never wore a dress before,” his eyes twinkle at you.

you laugh at him and roll your eyes before handing the necklace back to him.

“you can wear it for that fancy meal we’re going to next week?” he offers simply.

you shake your head; not wanting to come off greedy. it was beautiful, and it must’ve been extremely expensive, and you already felt guilty for that comment you made. as if you’d just be allowed to wear it.

“i can’t take that, it was a gift from a brand partner. what will they say?”

“you’re not taking it,” hyunjin says simply, and you’re surprised by how quickly he’s giving up. “it’s a lend. you’ll wear it for that night and then give it back. and when you wanna wear it again just ask.”

“but i—“

he places his finger on your lips before pecking them softly, concluding the conversation for now.

jisung… demos

“baby! baby! baby! baby!” your boyfriend jumps in his seat as you answer the facetime call. sometimes you wonder where his energy supply comes from because it can’t possibly be natural.

it’s ten at night.

“hey, ji,” you smile at him. his energy is infectious, and the best thing to see after a long day of work.

“baby! i wrote the best song!” he smiles at you, his cheeks scrunched together as his face shines proudly.

“let’s hear it,” you ask, quickly grabbing your headphones so you could listen carefully.

he places the phone down against his water bottle, changing the view slightly.

his hair is hiding beneath a beanie, probably because he couldn’t be bothered to tame it, and his laptop is right in front of him.

other than that you can’t see much considering there’s only a small lamp illuminating the room, pointing only at the desk. there’s pieces of paper crumbled by the laptop—unwanted lyrics, you suppose.

“it doesn’t have a name yet,” he introduces, “and i might give it to the company because i’m not sure if the vibe is right for us. i think it could be right maybe if chan rearranges it a bit, but i don’t think it needs any change at all. maybe? maybe if felix sings the bridge then—“

“—hey! j.one!” he looks over at you, eyes wide and mouth in a small circle. “just play the song and then we can discuss it?”

he nods at you, sitting back in his chair and pressing play on his program.

the track starts playing loudly on the speakers around him. it’s slightly choppy, not the best quality to hear a song for the first time through a phone like this, but jisung is extremely impatient. he wanted you to hear the song right away, quite literally as soon as he finished recording the last part of it. so you didn’t mind straining slightly to try and catch all the lyrics.

jisung bops his head along to the beat, his face extremely serious as he listens back carefully.

you assume it’s only his second or third time hearing it back in completion since he doesn’t even monitor your reactions like he sometimes does—instead he’s taking notes.

you know his favourite part is coming up when his hand lifts into the air, dropping in time with the beat before the chorus plays again.

his eyebrows are scrunched together as a much faster rap verse starts, and you can tell he’s monitoring the cadence, even if it is just a demo track and he will most definitely re-record the vocals once he decides what to do with the track.

only when the song ends does he look back at you, expectedly, eyebrows high on his nervous face.

you clap your hands, nodding at him.

“nah, say what you actually think!” he all but scolds you.

“i think it deserved applause!”

he sends you a look before you go into more detail. what you thought of the beat, and the pace, and the sound, and the vibe. you aren’t professionally involved in music, you only know the words jisung taught you, but he still insists your opinion is more important than chan’s to him. you tell him that flattery isn’t useful in this situation, nor do you believe its true, but he stands by it.

“but the lyrics,” you start, and jisung’s eyes frown at your tone. “they’re incredibly moving, ji, but they’re so sad.”

“yeah,” he just nods, no longer looking at you.

“the beat doesn’t match how sad it is,” you comment, trying to disguise your worries as a simple criticism of the work.

“that’s on purpose though,” he says quickly, “i think it’s so sad that if the music matched it would be too much. plus, the feeling i’m talking about is acting like everything is normal, so a quick beat matches perfectly.”

you nod. “and why are you acting like everything is normal?”

jisung sighs, before he answers your question with a completely different one. “do you think i should give the song to someone else?”

“no,” you say, “felix would suit the bridge. and an emotional song is always best when it’s sang by someone that can relate.”

“i don’t wanna talk about it,” he says, knowing where you’re trying to take the conversation.

“and yet you called me to listen to it,” you cock your eyebrows up.

jisung rests his head against the chair for a moment, looking up as he thinks over his next words carefully. then he tells you all about it—the inspiration behind another one of his sad songs. you listen carefully, humming and nodding and offering your support and your words when he asks for them.

after about an hour on the phone a warning comes up to tell you you only have 20% left.

you go to grab your charger, and the pause in conversation causes the subject to move to your day and your plans for the weekend before they circle back to the song.

you do really like it, and tell him as such, encouraging him to show it to chan and the others soon.

after you say your goodbyes, and you reassure jisung of how much you love him, you go to sleep with the beat still stuck in your head.

when you tell jisung that the next morning he decides he can’t possibly give that track to anyone else—not even his band.

the company like it so much they let him release it as one of his solo tracks—his face beaming when he tells you the news two weeks later. right before playing another new song for you.

felix… games

“no way!” you gasp as you look around felix’s room for the very first time. he has all sorts of trinkets and fairy lights and even a beautiful piece of artwork on the wall. and then there’s his computer with the huge double monitor—which looks more expensive than anything else you’ve seen in the house so far.

but by the monitor there is a glass case, and inside it is an original gameboy.

“does it still work?” you ask enthusiastically.

“of course it does,” he scoffs, “i play it all the time.”

“you play your switch all the time,” you correct him.

“and then i play a little bit of that one,” he says, “it has the first ever pokémon on it.”

“what other games do you have for it?” you ask, eyes sparkling at him.

felix pulls out a box from the shelves above his monitor and hands it to you.

you opened it quickly, picking up all the different games inside it. all the popular ones are there, as well as ones you’ve never even heard of before. you can count at least three dozen in there. there’s also games for a nintendo ds (you spot a pink one on the shelf where the box once was), at least another dozen. you sigh and hand the box back to him.

“you really are a nerd, yeah?”

felix grins at you before giving you a sloppy kiss and carefully placing the box back on the shelf.

the tour continues as felix shows you his collection of twice albums and mangas and his deadpool mask he used for a performance once.

he further proves your point when he starts telling you just how rare one of his comic books are, but you indulge him. you think nothing is more rare than the sparkle in his eyes when he talks about his nerdy stuff—as if he brought down the whole galaxy into this very room—so you give him your full attention as he speaks.

later that night, when you’re both fed and dressed in comfier clothes, him and his younger roommates start playing a game. felix only said yes because you were showering (and you said it’ll take a while because you wanted to do a hair mask) but now that you’re back he asks the boys to pause it.

“no, no, it’s fine!” you say, not wanting to get on their bad side on your first night staying over. “maybe i can play on your ds in the meantime?”

seungmin snickers to himself, but he’s so focused on the game you’re not sure it was in response to what you said.

“i saw that you had nintendogs and i can definitely entertain myself with that while you guys finish your… mission or whatever it is.”

“y/n, let me stop you right there,” jeongin smirks, eyes still focused on the screen. “no one is allowed to touch hyung’s games so—“ felix elbows his friend, but that doesn’t stop him from talking, “—we’re only allowed to use the xbox when he’s with us and because we have our own controllers.”

“i almost died once before i was made aware of that rule,” seungmin adds.

you notice felix’s cheeks have gone red, his freckles dusting over the new colour. he’s always been extremely generous to you—if it was gifts or his time or his things. but if his games were a line for him you didn’t want to cross it, nor did you mean to.

“oh, of course!” you say quickly, “i can just do something else. you guys enjoy the game!”

you move to get up but felix stops you, placing a hand on your knee before he pauses the game. luckily they weren’t in the middle of a fight or anything, so the boys don’t protest too much.

felix places a kiss on your cheek before he gets up, walks to his room, and comes back with the console in his hand.

you can see seungmin’s jaw drop.

“what?” you blink up at felix as he places the game in your hand.

“you can start a new game and name it so i’ll know it’s yours for whenever you come over,” he smiles simply, nodding at you.

“unbelievable,” jeongin mumbles.

“i guess there really is such a thing as girlfriend privilege,” seungmin shakes his head.

felix smiles at you when you power up the console, kissing your temple when you shuffle closer to him. then he gets back to the game—not letting either of his roommates comment on the situation further.

seungmin… hoodies

“no,” seungmin says simply.

jisung was stood in your hotel room, begging seungmin to let him borrow that hoodie of his, the one with the red heart on the front. according to jisung, it’s exactly what his outfit is missing.

“what about that hoodie you wore yesterday?”

“no, the heart is what makes it because i’m gonna wear a red bandana and—“

“—so you’re stealing minnie’s whole fashion sense?” you chime in. seungmin smirks proudly at his friend as he raises his eyebrows.

“no, uh, i just wanna try something different,” jisung defends.

“if i may,” you try, offering your own fashion advice. jisung had a very nice cardigan with a hint of red in it, and you reminded him of that. he thought it over.

“a hoodie would be warmer though,” he tries again, flashing your boyfriend the best puppy eyes he could master.

“sorry, hyung,” seungmin shakes his head, “y/n already called that hoodie for tonight.”

jisung looks over at you, eyes wide.

“you couldn’t have said that earlier? i’ve been stood here wasting my time!” he rants some more as he leaves the room, letting the whole floor know about his inconsiderate friend that won’t let him live his fashion life to the fullest.

you laugh as his voice dies down slowly.

“so now i gotta find an outfit that works with that hoodie i guess?” you raise your eyebrows at him.

you did not call that hoodie for tonight at all actually, but if that was seungmin’s only excuse, you didn’t want to contradict him in front of his extremely stubborn friend.

“you could’ve just let him borrow it for tonight,” you try reasoning.

“nope,” seungmin pouts, “you’re the only one that should be wearing my hoodies.”

you laugh at him, wrapping your arms around him as you kiss his jaw softly.

“now i feel bad,” you tease, “i get bestowed with such an honour and i don’t even want your hoodie.”

he gasps. “you steal them all the time!”

“yeah,” you scrunch your face as you chuckle, “but now that you gave me permission i don’t want them anymore.”

“you’re so annoying,” he groans, pinching your sides. you yelp, jumping at the sensation before slapping his shoulder.

“i will wear it,” you say simply, “but only so ji doesn’t think you’re a liar.”

you walk towards the closet, where seungmin unloaded his whole suitcase into, and pick out the now infamous hoodie. you smile softly to yourself—it really is your favourite of his.

seungmin chuckles at your reaction, before sucking his teeth. “we’ll be late for dinner, come on.”

jeongin… personal space

jeongin does not like physical affection. he doesn’t do hugs or kisses or cuddles. that’s his rule.

but every rule has an exception and you’re the living proof.

when anyone else tries to touch him he squirms away, usually making a comment suitable for a spoiled child. but whenever you’re near him he does everything in his power to be closer to you.

if you’re walking down the street he’ll wrap his pinky around yours or sometimes he’ll fully grab your hand and sway your arms as you two walk.

he’ll play with your hair a lot too, always making sure to move it out the way before you start digging into your meal so it doesn’t get in your food.

if you’re watching a movie his thighs are in your lap and his arms around you. maybe he’ll even put his head on your shoulder if he’s a little sleepy that night.

and he refuses to fall asleep without his hand lazily sprawled across your body in some way or another.

the boys are definitely jealous, so they try their luck with jeongin after they see the physical affection between you two.

he still pushes them away with disproportionate disgust.

one time you were there to witness it and he fully grabbed you—using your body as a shield between him and chan’s attempted cuddles.

“no touchy!” he reminds him, grabbing onto your arms as he makes himself as small as possible to avoid chan reaching him.

“it’s not fair,” chan whines, “you let her touch you all the time!”

“channie-hyung,” jeongin pokes his head around your shoulder, ready to push you between him and his attacker at any moment if needed. “you realise it’s different when it’s you.”

“why?”

“because i love her,” he says it so simply, as if chan is silly for even needing that explanation. as if that isn’t the first time he’s said that out loud.

chan raises his eyebrows in surprise and you’re sure he’s just mirroring your shocked facial expression.

“you don’t love me?” chan reacts quickly, letting the tension die in the air as he insists he must hug jeongin now. ducking behind you, he grabs onto him and pulls him away from you. jeongin escapes from chan’s grip and they both start running around the room like absolute children until chan tackles him into a bear hug.

later that night you’re in jeongin’s bed, his hands locked behind your back as he pulls you fully on top of him.

“innie,” you start, as casually as you can, “you know if you don’t like them in your personal space you can just say that.”

“yes, i tell them all the time. no touchy.”

“i meant, you didn’t have to say that to chan just as an excuse,” you say, your finger wrapping around the string of his hoodie.

jeongin knits his brows as he looks at you.

“huh?”

“just… don’t feel like you have to lie.”

“lie? what are you talking about?”

he really doesn’t seem to remember what he said, so you swallow down the awkwardness and take a breath.

“you shouldn’t have told chan you lov—“ but before you can repeat what he said, jeongin’s eyes grow wide and his palm lands on your mouth, stopping you from saying anything else.

“i remember what i said now!” he says, looking everywhere but at you. “no, uh, no need to repeat it!”

you bite down on his palm gently, enough to get him to yelp and retreat his hand away so you can speak your mind.

“so you meant it?”

the redness on his cheek is enough of an answer, but jeongin decides to verbalise it, too. “no.”

“innie, don’t lie to me!”

he grabs you closer, practically shoving your head into his neck so you don’t see his warm face. he grunts.

“i, i didn’t, well, it’s just—“

“i love you, too.”

the grip on your waist loosens for only a moment before he squeezes you even closer to him, regardless of how your airways are coping.

#skz x reader #stray kids x reader #skz x y/n #all.works #stray kids x you #stray kids fanfic #stray kids fics #bang chan x reader #bang chan x yn #lee know x reader #lee minho x reader #seo changbin x reader #hwang hyunjin x reader #han jisung x reader #felix x reader #lee felix x reader #kim seungmin x reader #yang jeongin x reader #i.n x reader #ot8 x reader #stray kids ot8

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Sleepy time with bf! skz

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Tysm for the request! I have wrote something like this before but I have way more ideas

Fluff ofc, implied fem reader on Felix's part

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Bangchan

Winter times is the time where you and bangchans sleeping schedule drop,4am is the new 20:00pm! Even though you have to wake up 3 hours early tomorrow it doesn't stop you from staying up late

Youd end up scrolling on Amazon looking up things that you wanted, Chan knew that you were a shopaholic your basket was FLOODED with items

"baby,you can't keep adding items to your basket like that"

"What why"

"You don't have that much money"

"Yeah but you do"

Chan sighed knowing he couldn't say anything back to this,he always wanted to shower you with gifts he should expect your basket to overflowed like that.

He didn't wanna keep you up too long though,so he cradled you to sleep like you were a baby,your knees would be up to chin and you would be laying on your side,Chan would put him arms around your waist his warm hands relieving any type of pain your stomach was having

Lee know

Lee know would 100% loveeee to cuddle with you and his cats, it's like free melatonin.Soongie would be in between the both of you, purring from the head scratches.

If you're struggling to sleep, say no more, Soongie, Doongie,Dori and Minho are to the rescue!It's like sleeping on clouds, it's comfy cosy and it has Lee know. What more could you want? Right before going to sleep Lee know would help you prepare for bed, if you weren't having such a good day he would help you with your skincare, make sure you have fresh pjs you just have to go to sleep stress free.

He would be a bit confused though, I don't think he would have the best knowledge on how these face masks work

"No,lino-you,you have to-wait"

The face mask would end up all over your face, even going in your mouth once

From now on you know to sheet face masks preventing anything bad happening in the future

Changbin

Changbin always had energy so it would be harder to fall asleep with him,he's constantly so giggly and silly but it's hard to hate him because.. It's changbin

You had a very big collection of plushies which changbin found very cute, before you even started dating you forced him to memorise the plushies names. You had them piled up on the side of the bed and made him name the plushies you picked up.

"Whats his name?"

"That's a he? I thought it was a she-"

You would get frustrated with him not being able to remember ANY of them, you taught him this!

"Changbin! You know this"

"I kinda don't though"

You sigh heavily and plop down on the bed beside him,

"I was too busy looking at your pretty face"

He would try to cheer you up with being a flirt, it wasn't gonna be that easy though. He would have to smother your face is kisses and cuddle you trying to get you to relax, once he noticed that you started getting sleepy he would lay his head on his chest playing with your hair,falling asleep with you

Hyunjin

Hyunjin would treat you like a princess, he wants to make sure you enjoy every bit of your rest,you guys would be snuggled up in a heated blanket he got you for your birthday, this time of the month is the coldest and he definitely doesn't want you to get sick

If you had trouble sleeping he would sing you to sleep,play with your hair until you fall asleep. Anything that makes you feel at ease

When you wake up kkami would be there in between the both of you,how did he even get here? Whatever he's here now and that's all that matters

You guys would have debates on who has to switch off the light

"Hyunjin I'm already in bed"

"So am i"

"Yeah, but, I got here first"

"I don't wanna get up tho"

"Neither do I!"

You would end up forcing him to do it 🤷‍♀️

Han

Omg han would snore so loud,your trying to get some peaceful rest and all of a sudden you hear this agitating grating sound, turns out it han! And he's snoring

You expressed to him how loud and annoying he can be when he's asleep, to this he just acts oblivious and clueless

"What dym I snore? No I don't"

"Are you certain?."

But when he doesn't snore you guys would be pulling all-nighters knowing you have to wake up early the next day

Binge watching your fav k-dramas, one more episode wouldn't hurt right?

I honestly see han being a drooler, he sleeps with his mouth open most of the time which causes drool to fall down the side of his mouth, ew

Felix

He would ramble to the extreme, like daymn don't you ever run out of words to say?

Yk those clips of him where he just says the most stupidest things to ever exist, yeah he's gonna dump them on you

"Yk how Australia is two or three hours ahead of Korea,if you think about it when I go from Sydney to Korea... I'm basically time traveling"

"Felix go to sleep"

All he does is talk honestly,yappa yappa yappa

He would talk until you fall asleep, when he's not talking about stupid shit, he would be talking about your future

Like your wedding day, how many kids you wanna have

"We should have 5 kids"

"NOO"

"Why not?"

"If ur birthing the kids then sure"

Seungmin

You and seungmin would 100% pillow flight, even if you're not awake he'd hit you with a pillow

If you have to get up early and you're not waking up he's just hit you with the nearest pillow he can find

"Honey wake up"

"Honey get your ass up"

".... Okay then"

All of a sudden you'd wake up from being brutally attacked by a pillow, how rude of him

"Seungmin, ow-what are you doing?!"

"I told you to wake up"

What a menace

Jeongin

I lowkey think jeongin would sleep walk, just for lil bit yk😋

You would wake up in the middle of the night and turn to side to see no jeongin, where did he go?

Just as you were about to get up to look for him you heard a creak from the door, you turned to see jeongin leaning his head against the door

Obviously you were confused like,what when how why

You rushed to him and tapped him on the shoulder gently not wanting to alarm him

"Jeongin wtf"

This seemed to awake his from... Whatever and he snapped back into reality

"How did I get here?"

"I don't know you tell me"

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no nut november - yang jeongin (6th to lose)

-> pairing : jeongin x fem!reader

-> words count : 3.9k

-> genre : smut, sexfriends

-> warnings : teasing, dirty talk, praising, lingerie, unprotected sex, fingering (f. receiving), choking (f. receiving), creampie, little bit of angst (bc they are stupid (but cute)) + the way i'm depicting jeongin does not represent him, it's only a work of fiction

-> 18+ content bellow, minors dni

-> reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated ! sorry for any mistakes, english is not my first language.

-> masterlist | skz masterlist | no nut november

Jeongin hadn’t seen you since they all agreed on the bet. Your whole relationship was based on sex, aka the thing he wasn’t allowed to do for a month. So, if he was seeing you just for that, there was no reason he'd start missing you, right ? 

Right ?

Well, not really since your absence had created a hole in his life. Usually, he would text with you throughout the day, talking casually, joking around, and sometimes, when you were a bit tipsy, you would call him and tell him about more serious things. But it was okay, it was what friends did. Except you weren’t supposed to be friends, simply fuck buddies, calling the other when they were in the mood. But it slowly slipped in the most comfortable friendship he ever had - with a little bonus. 

He shouldn't be missing you, since he was talking to you every day like he normally would. But he was missing your body, obviously. However, this was not what was scaring him. No. He was afraid because he started missing cuddling with you when you watched a movie, simply sleeping with you, admiring your cute, sleepy face when you woke up in the morning, making you breakfast as you hung around in his clothes, sometimes back hugging him. 

That wasn’t what he should have felt. But here he was, regretting all the life choices that led him to this, particularly calling you to tell you he wouldn’t come over for a month, because of the bet. You insisted on the fact that he could still hang out at yours if he wanted to, even if you weren’t doing anything sexual. But Jeongin had refused your offer, knowing he would be too tempted if he did. He didn’t see your smile drop at the other end of the call, nor the sour feeling creeping up your heart. 

So, he was part of the reason you were getting drunk tonight - well, he was the only reason, but too much to admit to yourself at once. You couldn’t bring yourself to accept the fact that he literally said that the only thing he wanted from you was sex. You knew that was how it all started, but it was more now. You were friends. Or at least you thought, since you apparently were just a toy in his eyes. You took another shot to stop your thoughts, wanting to only think of you tonight, not him and his stupidly attracting voice every time he said your name.

“- Isn’t that Jeongin right there ?”

You turned around so fast that your best friend almost choked on her drink, laughing at your eagerness. But you didn’t care as your eyes fell on his silhouette. A smile lightened his face as he laughed at a joke from one of his friends, and you couldn’t help staring at him. It’s been so long since you had last seen him, so long since you had last felt his touch and his lips on you. The way your heart jumped in your chest was only another proof of how much you were missing him. 

He must have felt that someone was watching him, because Jeongin turned around, his eyes diving in yours. Suddenly, it was like you couldn’t breathe anymore, as if the only source of oxygen was him and that you needed him close to you to survive. His gaze lingered on your lips, more than they should have, and when he came back to your eyes, lust was burning inside of you, lust was written all over his face. You swallowed with difficulty as you turned to your friend again, feeling like you could pass out every moment. 

“- You’re okay girl ?

- Yeah… He was just not supposed to be there tonight, that’s why I came.

- Well, you don’t have to talk to him. Wanna go dance ?”

You smiled at her, chugging the rest of your drink before following her to the other room from which loud music was coming out. Yes, Jeongin should not have been there. The friend who threw the party was the one who introduced you to each other, and he had promised you that Jeongin wasn’t coming, too busy with work lately. But he was there, and now, you couldn’t think about anything else. 

So you just tried to forget, just for a moment - drinking too much, until your head started to spin, dancing too much, until your feet hurt. You were unaware of how many times Jeongin looked at you, of how many times he wished he could come to you, take you away from this party and spend the next three days with you all alone. You were breathtaking, beautiful, and almost unreal from how gorgeous you were, making it impossible for him not to watch you dance. 

But you didn’t notice, already too wasted to care about anything else than not tripping over your own feet. You were drunk enough to feel lightheaded, but not to the point where you didn’t know what you did anymore. At least, you weren’t thinking about him too much. Only looking one or two times in his direction before your best friend slapped your arm, making you come back to reality. And finally, you reached the level of drunk where everything and anything could make you either laugh or tear up really quickly. 

It only took one person mentioning Jeongin, simply saying his name, for you to feel tears fill up your eyes almost immediately. You were missing him too much for your own good, you were missing him even if you knew the only thing he wanted from you was sex. It was too much for your intoxicated brain, and you felt the need to be alone. You excused yourself, heading quickly to the bathroom, hoping to cry for some time and that you would feel better after. 

“- Y/N ?” 

His voice calling your name made your tears fall out of your eyes, rolling on your cheeks slowly as he reached you, putting a hand on your shoulder. You turned around, having no way to escape anyway. Jeongin's eyes widened, full of worries, as soon as he noticed that you were crying. 

“- Are you okay ? Well, I suppose you’re not okay since you’re crying but is it bad bad or just bad ? Do you need anything ? Do you want water, or a hug, or something to eat ?”

Your tears blurred your vision as you cried more and more every time he said something, unable to say a coherent word or sentence anymore. 

“- Is it too much ? Do you want me to leave ?”

His hand left your shoulders, and you shivered, feeling empty and scared immediately. You needed him with you, the only thought in your mind being his warmth when he hugged you, and how comforting it was. And you needed just that right now. 

“- No, no ! Stay with me, please…”

Jeogin nobbed, putting one hand on the small of your back, bringing you to the bathroom and closing the door behind him. And then, as if he had known you for years, he opened his arms with a little smile. It was as if we knew exactly what to do to make the sadness go away. You wrapped your arms around his waist, and he did the same to you, feeling immediately safe when you pressed your head against his chest. You sighed loudly, relaxing in his hold. Maybe he was the one because of whom you were crying, but for some obscure reasons, he was also the only one capable of calming you that quickly.

“- Feeling better ?

- Yeah…”

His question came to break the silence after a moment, after running his fingers through your hair to soothe your pain away, after just listening to the muffled sounds of voices and music coming from afar. 

“- Do you want to talk about it ?”

You lifted your head from his chest, looking at him closely. He seemed genuinely worried for you, his eyes giving off so much gentleness it made your heart flutter. He shouldn’t have that effect on you. He shouldn’t make you feel that safe, so safe that you wanted to tell him all about what you were feeling right now. That you didn’t know what to do in your life because your studies didn’t interest you. That you were feeling empty most of the time. That being with people was your only way of avoiding your thoughts. That he was the only one who made you feel like you had a place to be in this world. 

“- I… I feel like I don’t know where I’m going lately. I feel so overwhelmed and stressed all the time, it’s like I can never really rest. I only feel peace when I’m with you.”

Jeongin's heart started beating faster, his eyes still fixed on yours. Your gaze was spilling out with so much tenderness and gentleness he felt like he could pass out. He tried to breathe normally, not letting his emotions take over him. He should only care about you right now, only focus on helping you get off your chest what you needed to feel better. 

“- W-With me ? 

- Hm… Everytime you hold me, I forget about everything… I like you so much Jeongin…”

He suddenly felt like he was crushed by a weight on his shoulders so heavy it made his legs weak. He gripped on your shoulders, pushing you off of him, feeling the need to get some space between you in order to get his brain to function again. You what ? He couldn’t believe it. You were drunk. Yeah, he saw you struggling to walk straight an hour before. He knew you were saying this only because alcohol was running down your veins, not because you actually meant it. However, he couldn’t help the warmth that was filling him up at your words. 

“- You shouldn’t say that to me, you’re tired and drunk. I’m gonna take you back to your place, okay ? We just have to walk for a few minutes and you’ll be comfy in your bed.

- I didn’t say this because I’m drunk. I… Shit, it’s so hard to say…”

You chuckled to yourself, sighing as you tried to gather enough strength to let the words out, the words you wanted to let out for weeks, months. The words you needed to let out, just to get over him. He said it straight to your face, that he only needed you, wanted you for your body. But you couldn’t help hope from creeping up in your heart as Jeongin looked more and more nervous as silence lingered.

“- I don’t think I can do this anymore.”

His eyes widen, his heart sinking down in his chest. What did you mean you couldn’t do this anymore ? You couldn’t see him anymore ? Why ? Why did you want that to stop ? He liked it so much when he knew that he could just call you, ask you to come over and watch movies and series for hours, cuddling with you and not even talking. It was his favourite way to spend his time. He didn’t want it to stop. 

“- At first, I thought that it could work, but now I realize that it was a mistake.”

Jeongin opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something but nothing came out, no words passing through the barrier of his lips. His eyes started to fill up with tears, as well as yours. It couldn’t be true. You couldn’t say that he was a mistake. He took a step toward you, still holding your shoulders, as if being close to you again would convince you that he was worth it. 

“- You… Are you serious ? Did I do something wrong ? Did I hurt you ? Please, tell me what I’ve done and I’ll fix it. Just talk to me, please.”

You felt on the edge of crying once again, trying to keep yourself together when all you wanted was to go back in time, when nothing was complicated, when Jeongin didn’t think it was his fault because it was all yours, when you didn’t have feelings for him. You messed up your relationship, not him. 

“- No, no, no ! You didn’t do anything ! You’re just… You’re just so easy to love. I didn’t mean to fall for you, but every time you stayed the night to make sure I was sleeping well. And all the times you came right away when I called you. It just made me want to keep you with me forever. You’re so perfect, it was impossible for me not to love you.”

Your sad smile made Jeongin’s heart crumble, a tear rolling on his cheek as he took your face in his hands, kindness pouring out from every one of his touches, of his looks. 

“- You do mean it right ? It’s just not just because you’re drunk ?”

You shook your head from left to right, a much more joyful smile spreading on his lips. 

“- Well, it better be because from now on, I’m not letting you go.”

Your own smile started to widen as his words made their way to your brain, struggling to believe what he had just said. 

“- You better not.

- I already love you too much for that.”

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The way back to your place never seemed so long as all you wanted was to embrace Jeongin and kiss him until you couldn’t breathe anymore. Which you did as soon as you walked past the door of your apartment, pushing him against the nearest wall, finally crashing your lips onto his. He hummed happily when you did so, slipping his tongue in your mouth as he gripped your waist, pulling you even closer to him. You threw away your coat quickly, helping Jeongin to get rid of his jacket as well. You needed to touch him, needed to feel his skin on yours. 

“- Too much clothes. Take them off.”

He chuckled when you slipped your hands under the hem of his white shirt, scratching his abs lightly, just like you knew he liked it, just to get him to whine like you expected him to. 

“- Do it yourself if you want it that bad darling.”

You groaned at his teasing, only making him smirk as he laid against the wall, watching you with so much desire in his eyes as you started to undress yourself instead. Teasing had always been your thing, turning you on some more every time you played with each other patience. And you knew very well that Jeongin was obsessed with your body. So you put on a show for him, pushing the thin straps of your black dress slowly past your shoulders before you unzipped it just as slowly. You let the material slide down your body as it revealed an emerald green set of lingerie. 

“- You’re so beautiful… 

- Want to touch ?

- Yeah.

- Then take off your clothes.”

Your smirk was back, and Jeongin couldn’t help loving it, loving all the things you did to him. He felt his body burning up with a hunger for you, with a hunger to lick every nook and cranny of your skin. His teeth sunk in his bottom lip as he watched you caressing your body, hands roaming around, grabbing your tits over your bra and whining at the feeling. He wanted to tease a little more, but the fact that he hadn’t cum since almost a month, and that he had missed you so much led him to just give up and throw away his clothes quickly. 

“- Happy now ?”

You chuckled in the kiss he gave you as he picked you up from the floor easily, manhandling you to your room, where he let you down on the sheets, towering over you immediately. He resumed his kisses, this time on your neck. He always spent extra time there, licking, biting, marking, kissing. He loved to see you struggle to hide the hickeys he left on your skin, loved to pretend it meant that you belonged to him. But now, it was not pretending anymore. You were his. 

“- You’d look so good with my hands around your neck darling…”

You’ve never talked about that before, but the thought of his beautiful, veiny hands wrapping around your neck, keeping you from breathing normally, applying pressure against your throat while he was fucking you was definitely turning you on. You ran your hands through his hair, moaning when he sucked at your sensitive skin one more time.

“- Do it then.”

His head snapped up when your words reached his brain. You actually wanted him to choke you ? It was something out of his wet dreams about you, something he never wished you would want too. 

“- You’re serious ? 

- Yeah… Always wondered what it would feel like having those pretty fingers squeezing my throat…”

The look in your eyes was enough for Jeongin to spread your legs wide, helping you get rid of your underwear, the last pieces of clothing ending up somewhere in the room. His hands ran from your ankles to your thighs, never getting too close from your wet folds. The little noises coming out of your mouth as he was teasing you were music to his ears, but he wanted to hear you moan, wanted to hear you cry out his name. Jeongin finally pressed his digits on your clit, rubbing it lightly as you sighed in relief. 

“- What do you want, darling ? My fingers or my tongue ?

- Fingers, please.”

He joined your lips again as he pushed two of his fingers inside you, groaning in your mouth at how wet you were. He missed the feeling of your walls fluttering around him, missed the way you were digging your nails in his back when he was fucking you, missed your hands tugging at his hair while you two were kissing. And you missed his touch just as much. 

Jeongin started to thrust his fingers in and out of your pussy as his other hand traveled your body, from your hips to your breast, and finally, your neck. He wrapped his fingers carefully around it, applying little pressure, just to test the water, his other hand still working inside of your cunt. You whimpered at the feeling, your walls clenching around him. 

“- You’re okay ?

- Hm… Tighter, please.”

He gulped, fearing that he would hurt you. But the moment he squeezed your throat harder, your moans increased, your pussy pulsating on his fingers constantly, he knew he was doing it just right - and he also knew that he was now addicted to this. You couldn’t even say a word, the lack of air making you feel lightheaded and dizzy. Maybe you should have warned him, but your orgasm took you by surprise, your juices covering his hand as you fucked yourself on his fingers, letting go in the feeling of his hand wrapped up around your neck. 

“- Fuck Jeongin ! I need you… Please…

- But you just came…”

He let go of your neck immediately after you stopped grinding on his hand, caressing it gently as if he wanted the light red marks he left to go away. 

“- You’re so cute sometimes.”

He hitted your shoulder playfully as you smiled brightly.

“- I just don’t want to hurt you, idiot. 

- Just like I said, so cute…”

He shook his head before kissing you passionately, trying not to let you see how red his ears were. But you noticed it anyway, only making you want to stay in his arms forever. However, for now, you just needed him to touch you, to make you forget about all the time you wasted worrying about him sharing your feelings or not. You just needed your boyfriend. 

“- Jeongin… I really need you…

- I’m trying to find a condom baby, but someone keeps on distracting me.

- Don’t.

- What ?

- Don’t find a condom. I want you to fuck me raw, I want you to fill me up.”

Jeongin stayed still, one of his hands plunged inside the drawer of your nightstand while his eyes were fixed on you, wide open. He was dreaming, he could only be dreaming. But you hadn’t disappeared, nor seemed to be unserious. So he came back to you, nuzzling his head in the crook of your neck, your fingers tugging gently on his hair immediately and making him whimper. He tried to stay focused as he placed himself at your entrance, sliding his cock against your wet cunt. 

“- Gosh Y/N… You can’t tell me things like that so easily…

- Why not ? Don’t you like it ?

- Too much… I’m sorry baby, I don’t think I’m gonna last long.”

You pulled his hair to force him to look at you in the eyes, caressing his cheek softly.

“- I don’t care about that, we have all the time in the world. I just want to feel you in me.”

With that being said, Jeongin pushed past your folds, sliding right into you due to your wetness. The moans you both left out were certainly loud enough to wake up all your neighbors, but you couldn't care when he felt this good inside of you. You didn’t think that having the condom off would change the feeling so much, but you could now sense every curve of his dick thrusting into you, and it was driving you crazy.

“- S-Shit darling… You feel so good, so warm…”

You let out another moan, unable to do more when he pounded into you, hitting all the right places at once. You could feel that he was close by the way his cock was twitching inside of you, by the strength with which he was holding your legs up, by the increasing volume of his moans. But you could also tell that he was holding back, because his one and only goal was always to make you feel good. For once though, you wanted him to be lost in pleasure in front of your eyes, wanted to be the one making him fall apart. 

“- Go on baby, let go… I want your cum inside of me, I want it so bad.”

With one last loud moan, Jeongin collapsed over you, filling you up with his cum. You whimpered at the feeling of your walls being painted white. You’ve never felt so full before, never felt so entranced by seeing someone else's orgasm hitting them on. But watching Jeongin and running your fingers through his hair as he tried to get his breath back was one of the best ways to end your night. 

You almost thought that he had fallen asleep, until his hands started caressing the skin of your waist gently at first, then grabbing a handful of your skin just for the pleasure of hearing your little noises. You didn’t get the time to think before he let the kisses that were sprinkling the skin of your shoulders go down to your breast, your stomach, your pubis and the inside of your thighs. And only there, he looked back at your face, at your red cheeks and lust filled gaze.

“- What are you doing ?

- Making it up to you for being stupid… Plus, I always wondered which taste you’d have if I ate you out after filling you up with my cum.”

You moaned at his words and at his tongue licking you immediately after, Jeongin hiding his smudged smile between your thighs. Maybe that for once, you would stay for more than one night.

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[minleeeknow]

‘tease’

‘pairing’ - 김승민 (kim seungmin) x fem!reader

‘genre’ - college au, fluff

‘tw’ - slight kissing, teasing

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you groan as you flip your paper over on your desk. kim seungmin, your younger brother’s best friend, snickers behind you.

“what did you get?” he asks, smiling innocently. you roll your eyes at him in annoyance, keeping a hand on your test paper in case seungmin decides to snatch it.

“you go first,” you retort. seungmin smirks as he waves his test in front of your face.

“ninety six percent,” seungmin simpers smugly. you frown at him, reluctantly flipping your test around.

“ninety two,” you mutter, staring at the bright red letters. seungmin beams with evil glee at you.

“ha!” he crows triumphantly. “i beat you.” you groan again, face-palming yourself.

“i’m not good at literature. this book was boring anyway,” you protest. seungmin sneers. “what, and art history is any better than this?” he mocks, rolling his eyes at you.

“yes actually!”

“keeeeep talking yn,” he says. “just admit it, you’re bad at this and i’m better.” you stick out your tongue playfully.

“never!”

a few moments later, you’re walking with seungmin to your break spots under that one willow tree. your younger brother, jeongin, is already waiting for you two.

“what took you so long,” he complains. “i need help with this math exercise.” looking up from his phone, he takes in your face.

“oooh, let me guess, seungmin beat you at the lit test,” jeongin guesses, grinning. you glare at him.

“it’s not fair, he actually likes reading boring historical fiction. who likes that? sci-fi forever!” you say, crossing your arms over your chest.

“life’s not fair,” seungmin remarks with a sing-song tone, smirking at you. jeongin looks between the both of you.

“are you guys, like, secretly dating or something? the teasing from this guy is like–” jeongin begins.

seungmin shoots him a look and jeongin shuts up. with a mischievous look, seungmin drops to one knee and you start laughing hysterically.

“what in the actual hell?” you say loudly, making everyone outside look at you two.

“i like you, yn,” seungmin utters smoothly, as if no one was watching. you bury your face in your hands, still smiling.

“is that what all the teasing was?” you demand, amused. seungmin sighs.

“will you just be my girlfriend already so i can get off of my knee? people are staring,” seungmin shoots back, ignoring your question.

“okay, okay, seungmin. you’re such a tease, you know?” seungmin grins, throwing his arms around you, pulling you into a fierce hug.

“i know.”

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[kidrauhlschik]

Tangled Memories - Lee Know AU

Hatred.

Loathing.

Animosity.

Abhorrence.

There isn’t a word in the dictionary that could describe the way you felt about the absolute vane of your existence.

Lee Minho

There also isn’t a way to pin point the reason why you felt that way towards him.

Maybe it’s the because he’s so cold and uncaring, or it’s the way he lacks respect and manners, maybe it’s because he’s selfish and closed off.

It’s definitely not because every word you can use to describe him is the exact same word he’d use to describe you.

The situation changes when every memory that built your character, every scar that made every brick for the walls you built around yourself, and every bruise that gave you strength, all just vanish. Now all that’s left is a clean heart that hasn’t suffered and a precious soul that hasn’t been forced to hide its pain.

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Warnings: angst, f!reader, enemies to lovers, drunk driving, gaslighting, Fighting, yelling, cursing, angst, heartbreak, lies, angst, accidents, not proofread, minho is mean, lmk if I missed anything!!

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1. Accident

2. Hate?

3. Hurt

4. Real.

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[dreaming-medium]

Animals Without Direction

Chapter One - Thrice The Amount

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“No.” Your voice was stern, your eyes didn’t even look up from the plate in front of you. A hefty helping of roasted potatoes being pushed around by the metal fork in your hand.

“I am offering you a hefty sum of gold.” the man’s voice pleaded with you.

He was leaning over the table in an attempt to keep the volume of the conversation between the two of you down. 

The tavern was lively, but not as lively as it could be. A bard continued to play his lute across the room in front of a massive hearth. The fire roared and spread heat through the room, warding off the chill of the late autumn air. Several patrons were sitting at the bar and various tables, either lost in conversations or the food in front of them. 

Your small table was tucked in the corner, away from the bustle of the normal crowd. It’s not that you preferred the quiet, no, there were nights where you would be leading the drinking songs. But tonight, you just wanted to eat in peace.

An hour before you arrived at the tavern, you had just finished a job that had promised more gold than it delivered. 

The life of a mercenary was not as glorious as your child self thought it was. It wasn’t slaying dragons and protecting royalty from assassins; quite the opposite, it was just another way to say ‘glorified messenger’. Bringing packages from one hold in the land to another, staying awake through the night to discover why a farmer’s crops were disappearing.

It was usually a beggar. 

Poor sods were usually so hungry that you would turn a blind eye, find a wolf, kill it, and bring it to the farmer, claiming it to be the reason for the missing crops. This way the beggar wouldn’t have their thumbs cut off for stealing.

Not that you were any better than a beggar at this point. Money was tight. The gold you had in your pouch was enough to pay for your dinner and one more pint of ale. 

The only difference between you and the homeless on the cobblestone street was the sword on your hip.

“I am well aware of the amount you offer, but you must think me mad to go anywhere near Miroh.”

Miroh . Fellow mercenaries have left for jobs– simple ones– and have not returned.

And yet, this man in front of you has the gall to not only request that you go near the Hold’s borders, but to enter their walls. 

A stiff silence sits between the two of you. You bring your fork down and stab a potato, plopping it in your mouth and looking at the man for the first time since he sat across from you. 

Greasy, black hair sat on his head, hanging in front of his eyes. The man was wearing a noble's robe; but if you looked closer, you could see how worn the fabric was. Burn holes littered the sleeves and the hem near the ground was absolutely filthy. 

He looked to be about middle aged.

“Thrice the amount, then.”

You paused. 

Swallowing your mouthful of food, you placed your fork back on the table. Tonguing your cheek and shifting on your seat.

Individually, you cracked each knuckle on both hands, your mind reeling.

“Explain the job to me once more.”

The man let out a sigh of relief, you quickly held your hand up before he began.

“I am not yet agreeing, I want to hear more details prior to anything.”

He nodded, tensing up once more.

“I require your protection as I finalize a trading contract between my company and Miroh. We specialize in the exchange of foreign goods across the water.”

“We would be meeting with the Jarl directly?”

“Nay, he does not deal with petty things like trading contracts,” the man scoffs and sits back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest. “We would be meeting with someone in his court, Han Jisung. I have been discussing this deal with him via letters for months.”

“If you are only meeting on a predetermined agreement, why do you push for protection?” You ask, picking up your pint of honeyed ale, taking a long sip.

The man’s eyes looked to the side, setting off alarm bells in your mind. He pulled his bottom lip between his teeth.

“If I am to protect you, I will need to know all the details.”

He shifted on his chair, clearly uncomfortable, clearly hiding something. His tongue poked from his lips to wet them nervously.

“In the past, I may have…” he hesitated, “I may have skimmed from the top of their goods.”

One of your eyebrows raised, mug still in front of your face.

“But that was many years ago. Han Jisung spoke of mending these ties in his letters.” he explains, looking back to your eyes. “Our company is the best in the land. High quality goods for a fair price, they must have realized that in our absence. Miroh simply wishes to use our services once more.”

You place your now empty mug onto the table, looking down at the old wood.

There is no way this is going to go smoothly. Every sense of danger was ringing in your mind to reject this deal.

With the reputation Miroh has, they let a merchant skim their goods and are crawling back ?

Patrons of the tavern begin to sing, surrounding the bard. Your eyes shifted up to take in the happy sight, smiles on all of their faces, happy flushes on their skin from the alcohol buzzing through their veins. 

The lute’s strings sounded beautiful to your ears. Life here is alright, you are making it work. 

But the almost empty gold pouch at your hip seemed heavier than when it had gold inside it.

“Five times my normal amount.” You meet eyes with the man. His jaw clenched for a moment, considering your offer. He doesn’t seem pleased in the least bit.

But it seems he has no choice.

An entire verse of the bard’s song passed before he reached across the table, extending his hand.

You clasp hands with him.

“At first light we leave for Miroh.”

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Gautier.

You learn his name three days into your journey; just as you are being led through the never ending hallways of Miroh’s keep. The stone walls seem… warmer than you expected of the Hold.

Even when you first crossed the border, it wasn’t fires and crying children like you had heard whispers of.

It seemed… better than where you had come from.

Where are all the miserable folk and wounded soldiers? Where are the bandits that supposedly run rampant in these parts?

When you are shown into a room, there are two men already waiting inside. One was much stockier than the other, his arm muscles on display due to the open nature of his heavy armor. Beautifully crafted gauntlets covered his forearms. A large battle axe strapped to his back, a neutral expression on his face.

The other man sat behind a desk, a sneaky looking smile already displayed across his round cheeks. He wore true noble robes made of various silks and expensive threads. 

His clothing made Gautier’s look like no more than a potato sack with arm and leg holes.

Both of their eyes flicker to you and Gautier as you cross the threshold. The larger man, clearly his protection, surveys you closely.

He has no doubt clocked every single weapon strapped to your body.

Perhaps save for the one silver dagger you keep tucked inside your boot.

You mirror his movements, scanning his entire body up and down. One battle axe and three throwing knives on his belt. When your eyes meet him again, there’s an imperceptible twitch to the corner of his mouth. 

“Guatier!” the smaller man exclaims, standing from his position behind the desk. 

“Jisung, it has been a long while, my friend.” Guatier’s entire demeanor changes. This fake mask slides over his face and he becomes a different person. It takes every fiber of your being not to roll your eyes.

Guatier walks up to Jisung and they shake hands over the desk. You remain by the door, arms crossed over your chest. 

“I see you have a new guard, Guatier.” Jisung motions over to you as he sits back down. Guatier does not even look back at you before waving him off.

“Do not mind her, she is only hired muscle.”

“Still, you know we cannot have outside ears hearing of our deals.” Jisung leans forward, his voice lowering a bit. 

Your eyebrow quirks, you finally break eye contact with Jisung’s body guard to look over at Guatier’s back. He doesn’t even turn to look at you.

A scoff comes out of his mouth. “She will not understand any of what we speak of. Her simple mind knows only battle, it is all she is good for. No complex thoughts to be found in that head.”

Typically, you choose to keep a stoic face no matter what, especially on the job. But, in this moment, you cannot control the anger that flicks across your features.

Oh, the slimy bastard…

Jisung’s eyes look back at you again, his brows furrowed for a split second. He watches your emotions change and the corner of his lips twitch into a half smile.

“Still,” he starts, his gaze stays on you for another moment before he looks back at Gautier, his look darkens for a moment. “Even fools can repeat words.”

Jisung meets your eyes once more. They linger, almost as if he’s looking right through your soul. His expression softens when he lays his eyes on you.

“Changbin,” Jisung says and the guard doesn’t even flinch, but his eyes shift down to the other man. “Please bring the ‘hired muscle’ out to another room so we may conduct our business.”

The guard, Changbin, nods once and walks towards you quickly. His heavy boots thud on the wooden floor with every step.

You look back at Guatier, who only now has decided to turn around in his chair to look at you. Horror and anxiety flashes across his face; but you cannot find it within yourself to feel any pity.

A strong hand grips your upper arm and you’re forcefully led out of the office.

“Now, why don’t we begin by discussing your pre-” the door closes before you can hear the rest of Jisung’s sentence to your ‘boss’.

Changbin’s grip on your arm doesn’t loosen as he leads you down the hall. The grip is borderline painful through the fabric.

Deciding not to say anything about it, you just clench your jaw and let him drag you further and further away from the man you were supposed to be protecting. 

Would it be the worst thing in the world if Guatier was killed, though?

Your mind pauses, weighing the options.

No, no it wouldn’t be.

Because he had given you half of the payment up front before you left for the journey. 

Still, your honor was on the line for this. 

It wasn’t until you rounded two more corners into a more open common area that Changbin’s grip loosened on your arm. You shook off his hold and glanced at his stern face one more before walking away from him.

Four other guards stood on either side of two separate door ways. All looking bored. 

“Do not venture.” he grumbles, it was the first time you heard his voice. 

“Interesting command given that you led me from my employer.”

Your eyes scan the room around you, it seems to be a library of sorts. Shelves line each wall with books and various items littered along them. 

“You work for his company?”

“Nay,” you scoff, “I do not wish to work for that slime. I am only a mercenary, Guatier hired my sword to get him here safely and insure he leaves with his head.”

Changbin only grunts in acknowledgment as you walk over to one of the shelves. Gently, you reach up and spin a glass bottle to turn the label, allowing yourself to see behind you through the reflection.

In the distorted glass, you can see Changbin’s eyes watching you carefully, both hands staying at his side. He’s studying your movements very carefully.

You look away from the reflection, tilting your head to scan over the various titles of books on the shelf. 

“Hm,” you hum, fingering at one of the books, “ Spider With Gold , I have not seen this book in many years…” you whisper wistfully.

There’s a shift behind you.

“You are able to read?”

You turn around to look at Changbin, who, for the first time, seems almost bashful. His hands twitched as his sides and he is only able to hold your eye contact for a moment before looking off to the side.

“Aye, scholars should not be the only ones able to read and document history.” you turn back to the bookshelf. “Do you not know how?”

Looking up in the reflection of the bottle, you see Changbin shift his weight from one boot to the other, his eyes boring holes into your back.

“Nay.” he says firmly, “Never learned how.”

“Shame.” you utter softly.

A long, stiff silence settles in the room. 

You learned to read at a very young age, your mother made sure to teach you the letters as soon as your brain was able to retain it.

‘The more you read, the more you will know. And the more you know will ensure that no one will outsmart you, my dear.’

Books took up most of the spare space you had in your traveling pack. Every once in a while, when you would get an interesting quest that went into bandit nests, you were able to find one or two new ones to add to your never ending collection. 

If you’re being truthful with yourself, it broke your heart that Changbin could not read, he could not enjoy the simple pleasure that reading could bring. Nor could he pick up on sword tricks written down through the centuries.

Just when it feels like the room could not get any quieter, a shrill scream bellows through the stone halls.

Your head snaps up to look in the reflection of the bottle just as a guard raises his sword behind you, intending to strike.

“Wait!” 

Everything in your body suddenly comes alive at the impending danger. Your weight shifts and you leap out of the way.

A loud crash is heard as the guard’s sword slices through the wooden shelves.

“Of course.” you mutter, quickly regaining your balance. 

Another soldier comes from your right, swinging his sword in an upwards strike, you dodge by spinning to the left. At the same time, your hand quickly unsheathes your sword.

Mid-spin, instincts take over and you raise your sword to clash with another guard’s. Both of your swords swing around in an arc to free them. Instead of completing the arc, you pull back and raise your boot to kick the guard right in the gut.

He lurches forward in pain and you, never missing an opportunity, bring your sword down and slice his head from his neck immediately. 

One down.

The first guard seems to have recovered, but only for a moment. He eyes watch as his friend is decapitated; his face drains of all color and eyes snap up to yours. 

A wicked smile crosses your face as you take advantage of his moment of weakness. Your sword plunges right through his gut, his mouth immediately coughing up a sick amount of blood.

Quickly, you pull your sword back. There’s a small sense of danger ringing in the back of your mind, so you jump away from where you were standing right before a sword splits the air.

Changbin, flanked by the two remaining guards, is staring at you with a curious look in his eyes. Just by studying his face, you can practically see his mind racing with numerous thoughts.

Why does he look so torn?

His battle ax is clasped firmly in his large hands, knees bent in a perfect battle stance. 

With your feet firmly planted on the floor, you take a brief moment to size the three of them up. The guard to Changbin’s right leaps at you first, his sword swinging wildly in short, choppy arcs. Untrained technique, a definite beginner.

You almost feel bad for a split second, poor thing probably never expected this.

Nevertheless, it’s kill or be killed at this moment, and it’s only a matter of time before more guards start flooding into the room. 

You raise your sword to block one of the strikes. The sound of metal hitting metal is ear piercing. Out of the corner of your eye, you see the last guard. reaching back for a powerful strike.

Thinking quickly, you grab the younger guard's arm, yanking him towards you and into the trajectory path of the second guard’s sword, stepping out of danger.

The second guard slices into his comrade by accident, both of them letting out shrill screams.

Before the second guard could recover from his accidental killing, you swing your sword in a massive arc and instantly kill him.

Both bodies drop to the ground in a heap.

Without giving yourself time to breathe, you turn around sharply to look at Changbin, who hasn’t moved a single muscle in the last minute. He stood there, wide-eyed, watching as you massacred his fellow soldiers and did absolutely nothing about it. 

The two of you make eye contact for a long moment.

Your chest heaving with heavy pants from the exertion, hand tightening around the handle of your sword. 

There is only a split second to think about your next move. Maybe even less.

Fear and adrenaline are coursing through your veins. 

Why isn’t he attacking you? Why is he just standing there?

Your mouth felt like someone had stuffed cotton into it, sweat dripped down your back.

Changbin’s foot shifted on the floor and you quickly made your decision.

You turned around and ran .

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“ Hey! ” you heard Changbin scream behind you as you rounded the corner out of the room. 

Which way did you come from? Which way was the way out? Once you get out of the keep, you should be fine.

Your light leather boots made soft thuds on the floor as you sprinted through the stone maze. Sheathing your sword in the process, your eyes wildly scan around for anything familiar. 

Changbin’s voice could be heard every few seconds as he chased you through the keep. 

To The Void with Guatier, you needed to get out of here. You knew you shouldn’t have taken this job. You just knew it. 

When you round one corner, you smack directly into someone, but your momentum knocks them over, your steady balance keeping you on your feet. 

The guard stumbles to the ground with a yelp, looking up at you with an extremely startled expression.

“Jeongin!” Changbin yells off in the distance, “Grab her!”

Jeongin snaps his head in the direction of Changbin’s voice, then back up at you. You don’t stick around to see his next move, your legs already carrying you far away from the guard on the ground. 

It’s close, the entrance is close, you vaguely remember these hallways. It has to be close. 

Once you’re out of the keep, you’ll run and never look back. You will never enter Miroh again, you won’t even come within fifty leagues of the Hold.

A solid hand gripped the back of your light armor, fingers pulling on the leather straps. 

With a yelp, you’re yanked backwards and thrown onto the floor. Your head collides with the stone floor with a solid crack .

Pain blossoms from the impact and your vision blacks out for a split moment. 

The adrenaline coursing through you keeps you from passing out, you quickly shake your head to clear the confusion.

Jeongin is standing over you with an almost apologetic look. He looks up behind you, then back down at you.

“Do not just stand there! Grab her, bind her hands!” Changbin commands, his voice closer than before.

Panic seizes your body and as Jeongin reaches for you, you kick your foot out on the ground right into his gut. 

A loud, pained exhale is shoved from his lungs and he doubles forward, clutching the area you just kicked. 

“If you would just-” Jeongin wheezes out in between pained breaths.

You don’t listen, you clamber to your feet. The back of your head throbbing worse and worse with each passing second.

Just as you’re about to take off down the hall again, a strong hand grabs your wrist and turns your arm, trapping it behind your back.

You’re roughly shoved against the cobblestone wall, one arm pinned behind you.

Hot, deep pants are felt on the back of your neck, you notice the hand holding your wrist is clammy.

“By The Six, woman,” Changbin breathes out, mouth close to the back of your neck.

You struggle for a moment, trying desperately to break his hold on you. Changbin only tightens his grip.

“Jeongin,” he practically growls, the guard grunts in response, still cradling his gut in pain. “Fetch me some rope, make it quick.”

Jeongin grunts again and limps off.

Changbin leans down closer, lips right next to your ear.

The heat coming from his body is insane, it feels like his entire front is pressed against your back to keep you against the wall.

Not that you have any fight left in your body, the adrenaline is wearing off and the pain from your skull is getting worse by the second. Each beat of your heart shoots a splinter of pain through your skull.

“You’re not going anywhere,” Changbin basically growls, his breath brushing against your ear.

“If you are to kill me, do it already. Why extend my torture?” You close your eyes, letting your face rest on the wall. When did your fingertips go numb?

“Kill you?” Changbin lets out a chuckle behind you. “And waste a sword arm like yours? Nay, I believe we may have better use for you.”

The world was fading fast, towards the end of his sentence, it sounded like his voice was three rooms away. 

“Sir, I have the rope.” Jeongin’s voice was the last you heard before your body collapsed.

#stray kids fanfic #bang chan x reader #lee know x reader #changbin x reader #hyunjin x reader #han jisung x reader #felix x reader #seungmin x reader #jeongin x reader #fantasy au #skz fanfic #skz x reader #stray kids x reader #skz x yn #stray kids fics

[lynlyndoll]

BOYFRIEND TEXTS! JEONGIN

genre: fluff, a NSFW joke (or two), texts

pairing: boyfriend! jeongin x fem! reader

appearances and specifications: you and jeongin only!!

an: Here is the 2/8 parts of boyfriend texts, starring jeongin!! (he looked too good for that event omfg. he was the MAIN EVENT tbh!! good job, maknae on top!)

taglist!!

@agi-ppangx @lisaaassophhhieee @hyunjin-lover20

#straykids #straykids x reader #straykids x you #kpop x you #straykids x yn #kpop x reader #kpop x y/n #skz #i.n stray kids #jeongin #jeongin x reader #jeongin x y/n #jeongin x you #jeongin scenarios

[charmercharm3r]

Okay okay, hear me out-

Mean Dom I.N?!

LIKE, Nobody would expect him to be good in bed given his personality, UNTIL YOURE THE ONE EXPERIENCING HIM IN BED!! And oh boy is he ROUGH it’s insane 🫠

Also I love your work, can I join your Anon list as anongelic 🪽? or just 🪽 for short? <3

- anongelic 🪽

ANONGELIC IS SO FUCKING CUTE i’m putting that in ur tag

but HE IS A MEAN DOM IDCCCC!!! it’s cus he’s the shit and he knows it

jeongin would be soo fucking cocky. i had a lil thought i post about already but i’ll say it again. face down, ass up, doggy, one knee up by ur hip, his hands behind his head, a fat fucking smile on his face, literally bumping his hips against u to watch ur ass ripple while maknae on top is playing in the background.

starting off teasing him like “no ur a virgin there’s no way u can last more than five minutes, tops” then suddenly ur mouth is stuffed full of cock and ur jaw hurts n ur drooling, covered in ur own saliva cus he’s enjoying the view of u choking on his dick for god knows how long. he’d have one hand in ur hair and the other scrolling on his phone like “sorry, what’d u say? it’s not polite to talk with ur mouth full.”

sorta an asshole, but it’s just cus he’s fed up with everyone treating him like a baby. plays power moves like calling u an endearing nickname in the same sentence as, “only sluts beg this much. are u my little slut now? i thought so, so scream a little louder. everyone should hear how good i fuck u.”

he does this kinda shit at the dorms knowing no one will second guess him ever again. it gets to a point where they actually ask him to let them know when ur coming over so they know not to be home at the same time.

i love meanie dom jeongin

#momo’s mailbox #🪽anongelic #stray kids #stray kids smut #skz smut #skz #stray kids i.n #skz i.n #yang jeongin #jeongin smut #jeongin x yn #jeongin x reader #jeongin x you #stray kids hard thought #stray kids hard hours #skz hard thoughts #skz hard hours

[storytowrite]

|Because I’m obsessed with you ~ Yang Jeongin|

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Theme: Jeongin x Reader

Warnings: IN is a kind of stalker

Word Count: 5,155

Summary: I.N becomes Y/N's friend but his obsession with her is a little bit disturbing

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It was a dark September evening. You were coming back home from work tired both mentally and physically. You were living alone in a small neighbourhood. You had moved from your parents before  you started your studies and since then you were living on your own. 

The evening was cold and rainy. Not the best weather though. You were shivering because of your thin jacket. You were angry with yourself. Why didn’t you take a thicker jacket? And what made you come back home late in the evening? 

You finished your work a few hours ago but had decided to go with your coworkers for some drinks. So that’s why now you were completely annoyed by your previous decision. You hated going back home alone. You felt uneasy then. Most of the time your friendly neighbour, Chan, would come with you, but he was out of the town with some of his friends, visiting his family in Australia. 

You sighed heavily. You still had about a thirty minute walk to your small house. At this hour none of the buses were available. There was also no live soul around. Suddenly you heard some noise behind you. You quickened your steps being scared and not able to turn around. But the sound got louder. 

‘Aish! Mojo, come here! Don’t scare people!’ You’ve heard. Suddenly you stopped moving and laid down on the pavement. ‘I’m so sorry. Are you okay?’  A quite tall, young man was standing above you. He looked at you concerned. He gave you a hand to help you stand up. ‘I really am sorry. Mojo sometimes, well most of the time to be honest, doesn’t listen to me.’ 

‘It’s okay, I’m good, thank you.’ You smiled a little and looked at the white Samoyed, Mojo, who caused your fall. ‘So he made me fall?’ You asked laughingly. The dog looked at you back with curious eyes. 

‘Yeah… Sorry about that… Woah, you are really beautiful.’ He said quietly more to himself than to you. ‘Ehm… I’m sorry but what’s your name?’ The boy scratched his neck. 

‘I’m Y/N. Nice to meet you.’ You introduced yourself. ‘And you are…’ 

‘I’m Yang Jeongin, but my friends call me IN.’ He winked. ‘Do you live in this neighbourhood? I haven’t seen you here before….’ 

‘Yes, I live at the end of the street.’ You answered his question, petting Mojo on his head. 

‘You shouldn’t be walking here on your own. It’s not safe.’ IN said. ‘Do you want me to walk you home?’ 

‘I would use some company.’ You smiled. ‘Thank you.’ 

You both started to walk towards your house. You were looking at him with a corner of your eye from time to time. He was very handsome. His foxy eyes were scanning all the area. His dark brown hair was fluffy and probably soft when touched. 

‘So Y/n…’ The boy broke the silence between the two of you. ‘Why are you all alone so late at night?’ 

‘I was at work and then we went to grab some drinks… Usually Chan, my friend, walks me home, but currently he’s on holiday with some of his friends.’ You replied. 

‘Channie hyung?’ He questioned. ‘Aaah so you are the girl he was talking about. That makes sense.’ 

‘You know him?’ Your brows frowned. You shouldn’t have been surprised though. Chan indeed knew a lot of people. He had this ability to make friends with everyone. You were sure that if he stands in front of the kidnapper, he will definitely befriend him and make him change his way of living. 

‘Yes, we have some mutual friends. Also we jog every morning.’ The boy answered, smiling cutely. ‘He mentioned you a few times though.’ 

‘Oh really? And what did he say?’ You asked curiously. 

‘All good things… noona. Can I call you like that?’ 

‘I don’t know, can you?’ You asked teasingly. ‘You’ve called Chan hyung, so I guess I’m older than you though.’ 

‘Good.’ He smiled which made his foxy eyes even smaller. In your mind he looked purely cute. ‘Thank you noona.’ The accent at the last word made you goosebumps. You had to admit there was something about this boy. You instantly smiled at him. 

‘Thank you for walking me back home.’ You said. ‘To be honest I was really uncertain. I don’t like going back home so late at night.’ 

‘It’s okay. I can give you my number, so next time when Channie hyung is absent you can call me.’ He proposed. 

‘Yeah, that would be great.’ You smiled. ‘And I’m glad that I met you IN. I thought that there was some creepy guy or a murderer…’ 

‘Too many horror movies, huh?’ He asked laughingly. 

‘Yeah, you could say that.’ You admitted. You both stood in front of your front door. You smiled at the boy widely. ‘Thanks again for walking me home IN.’ 

‘You are welcome noona. So… till the next time? But if you want to meet, just text me.’ He gave you his number, and you gave him yours. 

‘See you next time IN, goodnight.’ You smiled and entered your house. He stood for a while in your front yard, but when you completely disappeared from his sighed, he moved towards his house. 

For the next few days you were busy with your work and came back home pretty late at night. Every night IN would walk you home with Mojo. You were glad that this decent young man decided to go with you. You felt really good with his company. He replaced Chan’s place though, but you didn’t mind that. 

You and IN became closer. You called him all the time. He walked you home in the evening, but during the day you both were chatting. You started to open up more to him. So did he. You both grew some kind of bond and your friendship started to be stronger and stronger. 

One night Jeongin couldn't walk you home. He had some projects to do for his studies. So you decided to go by yourself. Surely you could take a cab but you wanted to walk, as usual. The weather wasn’t that bad for late autumn. 

Once you were close to your house, you stopped for a while. Something was off and you could sense it. You looked at your house. There were some dirty marks on your porch. Someone had been at your front door. There were a lot of wet footprints there. Also someone had scratched your door and painted a small sign on it. 

You immediately felt like your heart started to beat faster out of the fear. Someone marked your house. You were afraid to enter it. You didn’t know what to do so the first thing you could think about was to make a phone call. You grabbed your phone and phoned Chan, but he still was unavailable due to his leave, so the second person you had called was none other like Jeongin. With your heart dropping from your chest you were waiting for him to answer. 

‘Hello noona? Is everything alright?’ He asked with a little sleepy voice. You couldn’t blame him, it was pretty late at night. 

‘IN… I… Because someone… and…’ You started but you couldn’t say a word. 

‘Woah, Y/N calm down. What happened? Do you want me to come over?’ He asked, concerned. 

‘Y-yes please… I’m outside my house.’ You answered and your voice stuttered. 

‘Why don’t you enter your place?’ He asked with curiosity. 

‘I can’t… Innie please, come as fast as you can. PLEASE!’ 

‘Give me ten minutes at maximum.’ He hung up. You stood on your own for a while observing the whole area around your place. Not able to move you were counting minutes. 

After six minutes Jeongin suddenly appeared in front of you. His breathing was rapid and intermittent. He must have been running. He was wearing sweatpants and an oversized hoodie. It was the first time you had seen him with such casual clothes. 

‘Y/N? Are you okay? What happened?’ He asked worriedly. 

‘Someone had been at my door. They scratched it and left footprints… I don’t want to enter my house.’ You said quickly and with an instant moment you hugged him tightly. ‘I’m sorry for calling for you that late, but I was too scared and…’ 

‘Shhh, don’t be sorry noona, it’s alright. Have you called the police?’ He asked, concerned. 

‘No, no I didn’t… Should I do this?’ 

‘Yes, you should, but maybe we will enter your house first? It’s a little chilly.’ 

‘But I’m…’ 

‘Don’t worry Y/N. I’ll go first.’ He answered and took your keys from your hand. He easily opened the front door and entered it. You were waiting outside. IN turned on the lights and checked all the rooms. Then he came back to you. ‘It’s okay Y/N, no one is there, come inside, okay?’ He grabbed your hand gently and led you to the living room sitting you on the couch. ‘Do you want me to stay a night here? I’ve checked everything, but if you…’

‘Yes Innie, please stay. I don’t want to be here all alone.’ You had answered before he could finish his sentence. 

‘Of course… I’ll make you tea,  okay?’ He asked and you nodded. For a while you were left alone, but you couldn’t move. Your whole body was trembling. You didn’t feel safe in your own house. ‘Here, drink it. You will feel better.’ He said handing you a cup of tea. You’d drunk it obediently. 

‘Thank you Innie. And I’m sorry for making you come here so late at.. ’  You said with a weak smile. 

‘Don’t be noona. I’ve told you I’m at your service.’ He winked and didn’t let you finish a sentence. ‘Okay. It’s pretty late now, so why don’t you go to sleep? I’ll keep my watch.’

‘You are probably right. I should go to sleep… I’ll bring you some blankets and a pillow and…’

‘I’m fine, just tell me where I can find them and I’ll bring them to myself. You go to sleep now.’

‘Okay… goodnight then.’ You said and went straight to your bathroom to change and then to your bedroom.

Knowing that IN is in the room next to yours gave you some kind of peace of mind. You instantly fell on your bed and went to sleep. You felt secure and safe. 

What you didn’t know was that in fact you shouldn’t have trusted Jeongin that much as you did. The exact moment when you fell asleep IN put his plan in the action. You might not know that, but he’d been stalking you for a while before you met. He knew about you from Chan who might have told him that you live alone. Since IN saw you first he fell into you and his small obsession grew bigger and bigger. He was dreaming about you, your soft body underneath him. He dreamt about all the things he could do to you. 

He put cameras in your house when you weren’t there. The footprints you had seen before were his. He destroyed your alarm so he could freely enter your house whenever he wanted to. And the fun part was that you didn’t have a reason to suspect him at all. He played it well. He stuck to his plan. 

And the plan was simple. He just wanted to make you his no matter what. He was going to do everything to get to you somehow. He had thought about you for such a long time. And finally he had a chance to do so, thanks to Chan who was too careless to even think what he was talking about you and to whom. 

You woke up the next day to the sun’s rays. You looked outside the window. The day was beautiful. Still cold due to the early time and late autumn, but beautiful. You smiled to yourself and got out of bed. You stretched a little and then went to the kitchen, where you’d found IN. You blinked twice, a little surprised. He was making breakfast. 

‘Good morning.’ He smiled widely. ‘How are you feeling Y/N?’ 

‘I’m good, thank you.’ You smiled back. ‘What are you making?’

‘Ah just some french toast and scrambled eggs. I hope you like it.’ 

‘Actually, that’s my favourite.’ You sat at the table. 

‘That’s good.’ He smiled and put food in front of you. ‘Bon appetit my lady.’ He winked. ‘What are you going to do today since it’s your day off?’ 

‘I don’t know… Maybe I will go to the movies?’ You answered and looked at him a little confused. ‘Uhm IN? How do you know that I have a day off?’ 

‘We were talking about it the other day, remember? You've told me that you have a day off today…’ 

‘Really? I don’t remember…’ 

‘Well yeah. You’ve been busy recently, so I guess you must have been too tired to remember that.’ 

‘Yeah, probably you are right…’ You answered back thinking about what he said. You indeed were a little too busy so you could’ve forgotten that you’d told him. ‘Anyway… Do you want to go to the movies with me? If you have time of course…’ 

‘Yes, I’d love to.’ He smiled. ‘And I know what we can even watch. There’s this new horror movie…’ He started talking about the film you wanted to see.

‘Woah, what a coincidence. I was thinking about this movie before…’ You said, a little confused. 

‘You know this saying…  Big brains think the same.’ He said smilingly looking at you. ‘Now get dressed and we can go.’ 

‘Don’t you want to go back to your place and change?’ You asked. 

‘No need to do that. I have some clothes in my backpack.’ 

‘A backpack? When did you bring that?’ You were confused. Yesterday you didn’t even see that he brought with himself something. 

‘Uhm… Yesterday? I came to you with a backpack. Seriously Y/N are you feeling okay?’ He asked, looking at you with worry. ‘I guess you were too scared to notice.’ 

‘Yeah, I guess you are right…Ehm… I'll go get dressed.’ You said and went to your bedroom. At the same time Jeongin cleaned the kitchen and changed into some other clothes. He indeed had a backpack with himself, but he didn’t take it yesterday. He went for his backpack in the morning when you were peacefully sleeping. 

He decided to take you out for a so-called date. He had always been thinking about it. You were one of the prettiest women he’d ever seen. He knew you well even if in person you did meet him a few weeks before. 

‘I’m ready!’ You shouted from your room and came towards him. ‘We can go.’ Your bright smile lightened the whole living room, where IN were waiting. 

‘Good.’ He smiled. ‘You look pretty noona.’ He winked at you. ‘Come, my car is in front of your house.’ 

‘A car? But I don’t remember you coming here by car Innie… When did you have time to…?’ 

‘What? But yesterday when you called me I drove here. Don’t you remember? Maybe the whole situation has a bigger impact on you than we thought?’ He asked, looking at you concerned. Or maybe that's what you had imagined. 

But you had a pretty good memory. And you were certain that IN came to your house without a car or a backpack. You remembered that yesterday night he was breathing quickly because he ran to your place. And he wore only sweatpants and a hoodie. Something was off and you could sense that. 

You looked at him confused. Did the whole situation make you forget some details? Was your mind playing tricks on you? 

‘Are we going?’ He asked, breaking the silence between the two of you. 

‘Hm? Ah yeah… Yeah. We can go.’ You grabbed your jeans jacket and keys and went out of your house. You closed the door. The mark that somebody had left the night before still was there. You started to think what did it mean? Did someone mark your house and will rob you? Or maybe someone will try to harm you? You were completely unaware that the person who did this spent the whole night in your house, with your permission. 

IN opened the door of his car and you sat in the passenger's seat. Then he leaned over you and fastened your seat belt. The strong smell of his cologne hit you hard. He smelled like a mix of cardamom, caramel and amber. It was an intense fragrance but somehow it fitted him perfectly. 

‘Thank you.’ You said to him still fascinated by his scent.

After the movies he took you to the nearby restaurant to eat. You spend a really good time together. He made you forget about the event from the night before. You felt good with his company. You even started to think that it would be nice to become something more with him. Did you perhaps start to grow feelings for him? 

‘Do you want me to stay another night at your place?’ His voice snapped you out of your thoughts. The two of you were already in front of your house. 

‘Nah, I think I’m good today. But thank you Jeonginnie.’ You smiled at him. ‘And thank you for today’s date. It was great fun.’ 

‘My pleasure Y/N.’ He smiled back. ‘But if something happens, call me I’ll come.’ 

‘I will.’ You kissed him on his cheek and went out of his car. He waved to you and waited for you to enter your house. Then he drove back to his place. 

You looked at your reflection in the mirror and smiled widely. The date went well. You felt like finally you found someone who understands you. You thought that it would be really nice to go for another date with IN. He was an interesting young man. 

You took a quick shower and took off your makeup. After all, the day was good, but you felt a little tired. You looked again at your reflection. The tiredness was clearly visible. The past events and a hectic period at your work have left their mark. But even though you were tired you felt very good. 

You were staring at yourself in the mirror when all the lights suddenly went out. You screamed. You hated darkness. Unable to see anything, you started to panic. 

Trying to find some source of light or your phone to lighten up your way, you hit yourself on the leg. You cursed under your breath. Finally you found your phone. Unfortunately the battery was nearly dead. You managed somehow with the lowest percentage of battery to find some candles and light them. Then your phone died completely. 

You were unable to call or even text IN. You put your candles on the coffee table and sat on the couch. A dim light illuminated the entire room. You could see weak shadows dancing on the walls. Then you suddenly heard a noise of footsteps on your porch. 

Your whole body had shivered. You straightened up and looked in the direction where the footsteps were coming from. You decided to stand up and took a pretty heavy vase that was staying on the table as a decor. You were going to hit whoever the person in front of your house was. 

You crept up to the door and were about to open it when suddenly the lights came back on. You looked through the peephole but saw no one on the porch. You put the vase aside and opened the door. Nobody was around. The only thing you could see was a small envelope with your name written on it. You took the envelope and looked inside. Instead of a message you saw a pendrive. 

You were scared and confused at the same time. Didn’t know what to do, you decided to charge your phone and call IN. When your phone was ready to use you quickly tapped at this name and called him. After three signals he had answered. 

‘Hello? Y/Nnie? Are you okay? What happened? Why do you call that late?’ He asked immediately.

‘Innie… can you… can you come here? Please. Someone was at my door and…’ Your voice was trembling. You didn’t realise how scared you were.

‘I’m on my way sweetheart.’ Was the only thing he said before he hung up. 

You were waiting for him to come. After fifteen minutes he was at your place, but you had the impression that at least an hour had passed. He entered your house concerned and looked around. When his eyes spotted your silhouette he quickly came to you and hugged you, seeing your expression. 

You hugged him tight and hid your face in the crook of his neck. He patted your back gently. After a while of hugging both of you moved away from each other. He looked at you with a worry in his eyes.

‘Are you okay sweetheart? Did they hurt you? What happened?’ He asked. 

‘Someone was on my porch. I… I heard some noise after the lights went out. I couldn’t call you earlier because my phone had died. I was so scared, Innie.’ Your voice stuttered. 

‘Shhhh, it’s alright, now I’m here so you don’t need to be afraid.’ He said calmly. 

‘They… they left this.’ You showed him a black pendrive. ‘It was in the envelope laying on my doormat.’

‘Have you tried to open it?’ He asked and took the pendrive from your hand. 

‘No, not yet… I was too afraid.’ You admitted. 

‘It’s okay sweetie. Let’s open it and find out what is on it, all right?’ 

You nodded and gave him your laptop. He gently put the pendrive in and opened the file. Inside it there were plenty of pictures of you. Your half naked body popped out. IN looked at you with great concern. You were too surprised to say anything. 

The last thing that was in the file was a short video of you sleeping on the bed. You were shocked.  Some pervert had pictures and even the whole video of you. He must have had hidden cameras all around your house. You looked at IN frightened. 

‘Wha-What should I do now?’ You asked quietly. ‘Innie, somebody has my pictures, why?’ 

‘Well, I don’t know Y/N. Maybe you should think of going somewhere else? You can come to my place if you want to.’ He proposed. 

‘But… I need to find those cameras. There is a pervert who has my pics!’ You raised your voice and started to panic. 

‘Y/N, sweetheart, calm down please. Let’s go find those cameras first, then we decide what to do, okay?’ He asked. 

‘Yes, okay.’ You agreed. The both of you started looking for some hidden cameras but you couldn’t find them. You sat at the bed and sighed heavily. You looked up at him, and asked. ‘How is it even possible that we have searched everywhere and we didn’t find anything? There is footage. Some pervert did have my pics. Why didn't we find any camera here?’ 

‘I don’t know Y/N. Maybe he took those pics earlier and took cameras when you weren’t home?’ 

‘I don’t know… maybe… or… INnie? What if he was here when I was sleeping and…’ The panic in your voice couldn’t let you finish the sentence. Suddenly your body started trembling. Your breath was sharp and quick. You felt like you couldn’t breathe. You look at IN, the panic was growing rapidly. ‘IN… I… I-I can’t….’ You couldn’t say anything. The panic attack began to intensify. 

In that exact moment IN kept his cool. He looked at you and before you could blink he kissed you. His action made you calm down. You were surprised yet you calmed fully down. 

You didn’t want to stop kissing him. His lips were plump and soft. Slow sloppy kisses started to be more and more intense. His method worked though. Your panic attack just has been gone. After a while you pulled away from each other. You looked at him blushing. 

‘T-thank you…’ You shyly said and your voice trembled. 

‘You are mostly welcome, Y/Nnnie.’ He smiled widely. ‘You good now?’ 

‘Yes, yes, I’m all right. Thank you. You just saved me.’ You looked at him and smiled a little. 

‘Do you want me to stay for another night?’ 

‘Actually yes. I will feel safer.’ You nodded. ‘Could you… I mean, if you want to… Do you want to cuddle? Tomorrow I will go to the police station…’ 

‘I agree… Come, take a rest.’ 

You both went to your bedroom and lied down on the bed. He wrapped his arms around your waist and cuddled you tight. You fell asleep in his arms. The next morning you woke up all alone. Sheets next to you were empty and cold. He must have gone early in the morning. 

You sighed. It would be nice to wake up with him next to you. You stood up from your bed and went straight to the bathroom to wash your face and teeth. You had decided last night that you had to go to the police to show them that somebody was secretly filming you. You didn’t feel safe in your own home. 

You dressed up and grabbed all the things you needed. Expect the pendrive. It was gone and you couldn’t find it anywhere. You started to panic. The pendrive was nowhere to be seen, but you could swear that you’d left it on the nightstand. You quickly grabbed your cell phone and texted IN, maybe he took it? 

You: Hey Innie… Have you seen the pendrive? I cannot find it anywhere. 

You sent the message but he didn’t reply. It was weird. Usually he answered back as soon as he got the message. You’ve decided to wait for a while. But the time had passed, and there was still no reply from him. You started to worry. A lot of what ifs… questions formed in your head. 

Finally you decided to leave your house.  You couldn’t wait any longer for his reply. With a pendrive or not, you still had to report what had happened the past few days. On the outside you saw some people. Your next door neighbour, Chan, finally came back from his holiday. 

‘Hi Chan. Long time no see.’ You greeted him coming to his fence. 

‘Oh, hi Y/N.’ He smiled as usual. ‘How have you been?’ 

‘I was good, a lot had happened though. Anyway, how was your holiday?’ You asked. He looked more relaxed and also more tan than before. 

‘It was great visiting Australia and my family for a while. But it is also great to come back home. Something new has happened?’ He asked, looking at you with curiosity in his eyes. 

‘Actually a lot of things… I met this guy, IN, he said that you know him. He is so sweet…’ 

‘Wait, what? You met IN?’ He didn’t let you finish the sentence. ‘But I’m not friends with him. Actually I don’t know him well. Jisung had told me that he’s weird and a creepy man.’ 

‘What do you mean?’ You asked nervously. 

‘Y/N, Yang Jeongin, if we are talking about him, is not a good person. He went to the same school as Jisung and Changbin. Jisung told me that he’d stalked multiple girls in the past and had been arrested a few times. Tell me what had happened during my absence.’

You were confused. IN who you knew was a sweet guy who helped you a lot. He replaced Chan’s place for a while. Of course Chan was only your friend and next door neighbour but IN was someone more. Something was definitely off. You told Chan about all the events that had happened when he wasn’t around. Chan seemed to be more concerned than before. 

‘Y/N you should have gone to the police as soon as the first event had happened.’ He finally said. ‘It seems like everything had happened when you were here all alone and when he suddenly appeared. For me it’s kinda suspicious, don’t you think?’ 

‘Well… I’m confused now Chan.’ You said. ‘Do you think that everything that had happened was his idea?’ 

‘I don’t know Y/N, but I think it cannot be a coincidence. Do you want to go to the police station and tell them about what you said to me? I can drive…’ 

‘I wanted to do it anyway…’ You admitted. You and Chan went to his car when suddenly IN’s posture appeared. He looked at you and then at Chan. His expression wasn’t as friendly as you were used to. 

‘Hello Y/N… Who is he?’ He asked and it hit you suddenly. 

Jeongin said that he and Chan were friends. He also said that Chan had told him about you. And you believed him. Till that moment. You were standing next to Chan, and IN didn’t seem to recognise him. If they were friends, he wouldn't have asked. But they weren’t friends. They weren’t even close. 

Chan was right. Everything had happened when Jeongin appeared. You were all alone, Chan was abroad and IN was suddenly in your area. You didn’t think about that earlier, but when you first met him, he knew too much about you. And also he lied about knowing Chan and jogging with him. You knew Chan well, he didn’t like jogging at all. You should have noticed this lie from the start. 

But you didn’t. So now you were more than certain that IN was in fact the person by whom you couldn't sleep peacefully at night. His recent behaviour was suspicious. Deep down you knew that something was off about him. But you also fell into him a little so you couldn’t notice all the things. 

You didn’t know what to do. You looked at Chan and then you moved your sight to IN. Both men were staring at each other. Chan clenched his fists. He was ready to fight if there was a need. You looked into IN’s eyes and asked. 

‘It was you, right? You are the one who left that mark on my door and left footsteps on my porch. You sent the envelope and had pics of me…’ 

‘Well, you shouldn’t know that, but yes.’ He admitted and smiled at you. There was something in his smile. It wasn’t kind. It was creepy. 

‘B-but why? Why did you do that IN?’ You stuttered. 

‘Simply, sweetheart.’ He said smiling and tilting his head to the side. His foxy eyes were piercing you. ‘Because I’m obsessed with you.’

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#yang jeongin #skz #yang jeongin skz #yang jeongin x reader #skz obsession #chan #bangchan #bangchan friends with yn #jeongin x reader #IN skz #stray kids #skz reaction #stray kids reactions #kpop #kpop fanfic #kpop imagines #i.n x y/n #i.n x you #i.n x reader #I.N fanfic #IN reaction

[soo0mi]

🫂 ｡ﾟ⊹ you’ve built a home in my heart — 09. playing dumb ?

:: u got up at 2 am to get some snacks at the convenience store down the street. for your inconvenience, you quietly opened the door to meet a peculiar sight, someone trying to sleep on the floor across the hallway because their roommate has their gf over .. ?

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the small italicized words r your thoughts ^_^

u and riki were sitting beside each other at the unusually busy convenience store at four am, engrossed in a deep conversation. riki couldn't help but be captivated by your radiant smile and mesmerizing eyes. as u two delved into your convo, riki found himself occasionally losing track of what you were saying, as his gaze would unconsciously fixate on your every move

“helloo? is there something on my face??” you take out your compact mirror from your pocket, looking around for impurities. “thats just my face, wtf is wrong with you” you playfully nudged him and grinned

“dawg u didnt let me say shit” he snapped out of his trance and burried his face in his hands, his cheeks flushing slightly with embarrassment. “its hard not to mistake your face for dirt” riki stated, his eyes still lingering on you

he left your mouth agape, “ ugh, whatever loser” you turned to your back, playfully rolling your eyes before you did so

“bro im kiddinngggg” he placed his hands on your shoulders and shook you, causing u to turn back

“stop shakifn me, im gonna have baby shake syndrome now” you took his forearms and threw them off of u

WHYS HE SO BIG?.!.? LAWD HAVE MERCY . — yn

“why r u still holding onto my arm?” riki tilts your chin up with his free hand and cups your cheeks

u quickly snap out of your trance and slap his hand away from you, “..what r u doing loser.” u cover your face, feeling the heat rush to your cheeks

why are u doing this to me ?? — yn

“what?” .n

“youre so fucking annoying” .y

“but u keep asking me to go to seven eleven w u?” .n

“cuz youre the only loser thats awake at four am” .y

“we’re the same then” .n

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[hyunjinsbelovedamericano]

Jisung taking care of his ex, y/n, who has amnesia and calls him daily, thinking that they are still together. Angst with comfort at the end

I still love you

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Another great request I luv u sm

Lovestruck hanji, mention of a car accident

Fluffy angst,not proof read once again

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You rolled over onto your side, you've been laying in bed all day.Well this is what your doctor told you to do in order to heal, but it's so painfully boring

You look out the window and see other people walking with their partners, friends, pets they don't even know how lucky they are to be able to leave the house so easily

Laying in bed all day may sound like a dream to anyone and it did to you before you actually had to do it, you feel so useless, you can't do anything on your own.Good thing you have your amazing boyfriend Jisung!He was there from the moment you woke up from your coma

A few months ago you got into a horrific car accident and that sent you into a coma, you were out for a while but you eventually woke up and saw han anxiously bouncing his leg and playing with his fingers. You were immediately put as ease once you saw him, it's like he can cure everything. Ever since then he's been taking care of you, helping you get better day by day.

You smiled to yourself after recalling the memories and picked up your phone to call him

"Hi hannie!" You exclaimed, han could tell you have a big smile painted on your face

"Oh, hi jagi, is everything okay?"

"Yeah but.. No. I miss you!Can you come over pleasee"

Han could never resist you, so he agreed and was on his way to your house

Han was so deeply in love with you, and if it wasn't for that car crash he wouldn't even be on his way to your house right now, han sometimes catches himself being grateful for it but thats fucked up. You broke up with him for a reason, you just don't know that.

But he also feels incredibly guilty, like this was all his fault,You and han got into a messy fight which was the cause of your break up, you left the house crying and ran to your car.A few hours later han got a call from the hospital to let him know that you, his ex, got into a car crash and now is in a coma.If only he ran after you, if only he was a better boyfriend,maybe this would have never happened

Once in your house he barely got time to breathe as you hugged him as soon as he got in the house

"Han! I missed you much!"

You said happily as you nuzzled your head into his neck

"Woah, slow down angel I don't want you to hurt your leg“

"I'll be fine my legs practically healed anyway"

You affirmed,grabbing onto his hand and limping to the living room,You guys chatted and hung out until the sunset, it's like when you talked to him he lost track of time

"Why are you frowning like that?"

You said with a slight giggle and smile to your face

"It's nothing" Han said blankly

"I know it's not just nothing, I've been with you for years now"

That's the thing, we aren't together anymore

Han wanted to tell you this so bad, but he couldn't bring himself to do it

They way you looked at him... You looked at him with such admiration, you had a special sparkle in your eyes that only appeared when you're with him

He can't just say you've been broken up this whole time that would be so mean of him...But he also can't keep pretending.He can't just keep acting like this doesn't keep him up every night, he has to let you know, at least one day

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I'M SO SORRY THIS FIC IS SO LATE OMG, I SWR NEXT TIME I'LL TRY TO GET IT OUT QUICKLY

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#skz fluff #skz x y/n #stray kids fluff #skz #changbin x reader #felix x reader #han x reader #hyunjin x reader #jeongin x reader #lee know x reader #han imagines #han fluff #han angst #skz angst #stray kids reactions #stray kids angst #skz x you #skz x reader #han jisung #han x yn #han fanfic #han fanfiction

[luvrhyune]

skz as kissing tropes/types of kisses they give 🙏

-; ✧˖*°࿐ KISSING TROPES . SKZ .

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ SUMMARY ; your skz bias as kissing tropes !!

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ PAIRING ; ot8 x reader !!

— warnings ; KISSING, fluff, idk man its kissing ??

— notes ; here u go gf <33

— notes ; thank u cielle for helping me with this luvie !!

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— CHANNIE & KISSES EVERYWHERE !!

chan most definitely kisses you anywhere, any chance he can get.

hands, cheeks, forehead, temples. he will kiss you anywhere.

it’s mainly just a way for him to tell you he loves you when he doesn’t know how to express it.

— MINNIE & FOREHEAD KISSES !!

now this might sound bizarre, but i literally cannot imagine minho kissing someone anywhere other than their forehead.

it’s just so him? being able to hold his partner close and place a kiss on their head. it’s very discreet but so very loving?

you’re both in a very intimate moment, just holding each other. your foreheads a pressed together and you’re looking into each others eyes, and he pulls away to press a kiss to your forehead before resting his chin on the top of your head.

— BINNIE & LIP KISSES !!

CIELLE ( @starseungs ) SAID THIS AND I COULDN’T AGREE MORE.

binnie is a certified lip kisser. certified lips man.

his favourite thing is to kiss you / make out with you and watch you try and follow his lips when he pulls away.

he can’t get enough of your lips seriously, especially if you’re wearing a flavoured lip gloss / balm / chapstick because he won’t stop kissing you.

— JINNIE & HAND KISSES !!

don’t ask me why i think he likes hands… i just do.

i just think that because he uses his hands so much he’s taken the time to appreciate them i guess??

and it’s just so easy for him to show you his affection.

you guys are holding hands? he’ll lift them up and press a kiss on the back of your hand. your hand is resting on his cheek? he’s kissing your palm. your thumb is brushing over his lips? best beLIEVE you’re getting a kiss there.

— HANNIE & HEAD / NECK KISSES !!

i don’t have to explain the neck one. we all know he’s THAT type of bf.

it’s just so easy for him to wrap his arms around your middle and pepper kisses across your neck and the back of your head.

and i think for the times hes just feeling lazy, and whats to laze around with you he’ll press absent minded kisses to the top of your head.

— YONGBOKKIE & KISSES EVERYWHERE !!

come on,, felix is so clingy & touchy and no doubt kisses will come with that.

even if it’s just a small peck, that man whats to kiss you everywhere.

his kisses are like,, a buy one, get one free thing honestly because you get an ‘i love you’ and a kiss to go with it.

— SEUNGIE & TEASING / NECK KISSES !!

THIS MAN IS A MENACE.

he’ll beg (he hates begging) for a kiss, go in for the kiss and then turn away at the last minute. and then make YOU beg for kisses.

he also really likes kissing your neck, JUST TO BE A MENACE.

he’ll kiss along your neck, get you all relaxed AND THEN BITE YOU ISTG.

— INNIE & GIGGLE KISSES !!

i didn’t know what these were until today 🫥

but our lovely i.n is a happy kisser.

he’ll kiss you and smile in between the kisses or laugh in between them.

you’ll never know if it’s because hes so happy to kiss you or if he’s thinking abt something stupid his members did but he will smile and laugh in between kisses.

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[nightimescapes]

kinktober '23 masterlist!

nightimescapes' kinktober masterlist!

A/N : hiya! sorry that the masterlist was posted so late, tumblr won't let me post at all, so here's me trying to post this for the 2nd (this is a lie. it's not the 2nd time, I've been trying to post this since last week.) time! Hope you'll enjoy these drabbles/fics!

lovelove, rie

(by clicking on 'keep reading', you accept to viewing nsfw content.)

(for the request ones, you can just shoot me an ask with the kink &/ member(s) and I'll make it!)

Oct. 3rd : first time - Felix

Oct. 6th : Breeding, hair pulling - Changbin

Oct. 9th : size, belly bulge - Seungmin

Oct. 12th : Somnophilia - Chan

Oct. 15th : edging + marking - Lee Know

Oct. 18th : hands, breath play - Jeongin

Oct. 21st : Mirror sex, overstim - Hyunjin

Oct. 24th : feel free to request!

Oct. 27th : feel free to request!

Oct. 30th : feel free to request!

Oct. 31st : surprise, stay tuned <3

#nightimescapes kinktober 2023 #skz kinktober #kinktober #skz x yn #skz x y/n #skz x reader #skz smut #bang chan #lee know #changbin #hyunjin #han jisung #lee felix #seungmin #jeongin #skz imagines #skz