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District 9: Chapter 12

Mafia!AU || skz x OC’s || PG-17 ||

Pairings: Bangchan x oc, Minsung x oc, other pairings to come!

Genre: Angst, Romance, Enemies to Lovers, Friends to Lovers, Humor, AU (& so much more lol)

Warnings: Graphic depictions of violence, weapons, language

Status: Ongoing

Wc: 3.7k words

AN: It feels so weird typing out “chapter 12″ now, our story is picking up and it’s crazy that you guys are actually enjoying it. The support really motivates us to keep it going so thank you! Enjoy !! - Y2K

(In the compound, the night the girls make it to the coast)

Monitors were beeping quietly throughout the dark room, three of them sitting side by side on a large desk in the center with a rickety office chair in front, a chair that currently sat empty. The usual occupant was standing towards the back of the room, tinkering with his latest gadget.

The soft light from a small desk lamp sitting in the corner of the cramped table brightens the room just enough to make out its contents. Wires and tools were scattered about as he stood with his back to the door. Safety glasses secured on his face, and dark brown wisps fall right at his brows as he leans down close to his latest project. A small laser zaps at the device before him, keeping his mind busy as he waits.

Jisung’s brain is usually working in overdrive throughout his everyday life. Only when he’s working with his technology is he finally able to calm the chaos in his head. Ever since they arrived at the compound, he’s isolated himself in this room, distracting himself with his work. Bangchan knew how badly he needed his own space to work on his own projects, as well as how important it was to set up a server that was undetectable to keep them in the loop with the outside world while they hid. The moment Chris told him this room was his, he got to work. Jisung found himself pulling all-nighters often, even last night, to keep him from going back to his bedroom.

After the argument before the Gala, he and Minho had barely spoken to each other. If Chris noticed he didn’t comment on it, which Jisung was grateful for. He traded the shared bedroom he always longed for with Minho, for a couch and it’s worn material in this room alone. If he wasn’t thinking about the fight with his partner, his brain wandered to the source of the conversation. Choi Yura always found a way to creep into his thoughts and this time it was his overwhelming worry for her as she escaped the life she knew, and traveled to meet them at the compound.

When he was listening in to the meeting at the gala, she barely spoke. At first, he chalked it up to the fact that Yura was working, she was sent as an ambassador of sorts for her academy so she was not really able to be her true self around the elder agents within the society, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that there was just something more going on with her.

The van door slid open quickly, jolting Jisung who was still smiling at the conversation he overheard between his hyung and the eldest Choi sister.

“Cameras were looping the whole time. No one will know you guys were there.” Jisung finished his sentence as his curious eyes traveled to the door.

Minho climbs in without sparing his partner a glance. He removes his own earpiece and places it into a box next to Jisung’s setup.

“I’ll meet you guys at the rendezvous point.” Minho states before turning back to the door.

Jisung frowned at him. They were all supposed to leave together. Once Chan returned they would drive to the edge of town where Changbin and Seungmin were waiting.

“Did you forget something at the academy?” Jisung turns in his chair, his face full of concern.

Minho turns to look at Jisung, for a moment he’s forgotten about their argument as he reads the telling expression on his partner's features. It made his own mind flash to the emotionless look of Yura at the Gala, reminding him of what he had to do before they left.

“Yeah, something like that. I’ll meet you there Ji, don’t worry.” He exits the van quickly leaving Jisung alone, the monitors beeping quietly behind him.

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When they were small, Yura, (better known to Jisung as Yura11g0nnadi3 for the first few months of their friendship), was his online gaming partner. Jisung’s uneasiness with the packed cafe, resulted in him often staying back in his room with his own computer, while his friends hung out with students from the other academies. From there, he would join game matches and play against or with Yura, communicating through the small chat on the screen. Light hearted jokes turned into heartwarming messages whenever she could send them.

Yura11g0nnadi3: “Jisung make sure Minho feeds you!”

Yura11g0nnadi3: “Please eat today, you’re the best partner I have in this game!”

Yura11g0nnadi3: “Congrats on getting an A in academics! Combat is next. ;)”

Sometimes they’d just jump into a chat room to catch up. Many times she’d have him wait while she helped ice Moonbyul’s wounds from assignments before coming back, spilling the beans as soon as she found out. She never questioned Jisung as to why he never came to the cafe. They were both pretty vague with their friends about their relationship, even when they’d have tournaments between their schools. They knew they would cross paths outside of the chat room because of who their friends were, and especially with Yura’s title within the school, but how deep their actual relationship was, and how much it meant to them? That was their little secret.

That unspoken rule was something he enjoyed about their relationship the most. She was open and trusted him and he was the same for her. When he looked at Yura he never saw the snarky, sarcastic, brutal assassin that everyone else saw, but a kind friend and the most caring woman he’d ever met.

Later in his teen years, Jisung would rack his brain late at night trying to decipher the relationship they had. Yes, his feelings for Minho grew more and more by the day and he told her about them often, but Choi Yura also held a place in his heart that he couldn’t quite figure out.

When they would see each other at the Academys’ combat tournaments, he’d fight his social anxiety and always go to support her. Telling the boys it’s his one day a year that he gets to see Changbin get his ass handed to him by a couple of girls. (And he did in fact get his ass beat by Yura every year). As they passed each other she’d send him a small wave, and he’d offer her a small hand heart or thumbs up of encouragement. It was something small, but Jisung looked forward to those moments every year. Especially seeing how fast her switch flipped when the fights started.

To Jisung, letting these indescribable feelings about Yura’s change in emotion go, wasn’t even an option. After telling Minho how he felt, Jisung expected to feel regret and maybe even a bit embarrassed for suggesting to add someone else to their relationship, while things were going so well. But instead, he felt relieved, and more reassured than ever. If he had the slightest inkling that the two would never be compatible, he would’ve never brought it up, but Jisung knows Lee Minho just as much as he knows Choi Yura. They are so similar in personality that it’s no wonder Jisung is so drawn to the two of them. If Minho would just push aside the unnecessary animosity he holds for a version of Yura that doesn’t even exist anymore, maybe then he would see the same person that Jisung has grown to care so much about.

The techie pauses, setting his laser down in front of him to take a breath. This overthinking is the very reason why he dove headfirst into his next project in the first place. He took it upon himself to start creating different covert tactical accessories that the entire team could use once they arrived. The first of the collection being the tennis bracelets that he designed for each of the girls, which currently had the monitors behind him beeping quietly. Letting him know just how far they all were and what their health statuses are during their journey. Jisung was so focused on his project before him, he didn’t realize Minho had entered the room until he heard him clearing his throat, announcing his arrival. Jisung glances behind him, seeing Minho standing in the doorway with his arms crossed. He wears simple gray sweatpants and an old shirt from the academy. He looks fresh out of the shower, hair still a bit wet, air drying as he goes about his business.

“Have you eaten dinner?” He asks softly, as Jisung diverts his eyes back to the watch in front of him.

“Earlier.” His hand gestures to the now empty bag of chips he had found in their supplies last night, before picking up the laser again.

Minho’s lips tighten at the dismissive words. Since their arrival two days ago, he’s barely seen Jisung. He knew to give the boy his space, especially with this ongoing fight between the two of them, but Minho draws the line at Jisung’s neglect to take care of himself.

“Are you still upset?” Minho moves further into the room, standing behind Jisung as the sound of zapping fills the room.

“Do you still have your head stuck up your ass?” Han hums out quietly.

“I’ll take that as a yes...” Minho doesn’t hide his frustrated tone.

Lee Minho had been Jisung’s rock for as long as he can remember. Originally, he had formed a tight brotherly bond with Chan and Changbin. Han didn’t think he needed anyone else, but one day Chan introduced the quiet Minho to them, and he fit in seamlessly. Minho was an observer, he saw how loud and comfortable Han was around the boys and he also saw how quickly the same boy would close up and shut down around new people and uncomfortable situations. They were similar in that way, both of them more quiet than the other two in their friend group. Although for different reasons, that was one of the first things about Minho that caught Han’s attention. In private, the silence from him was calming, assuring even, in a way it made him feel seen. While in public; it was familiar, safe, something that grounded him.

Minho was the one to encourage Han to stay with technology. Supporting and rooting for him through exams, gaming tournaments, and even random projects he decided to take on. Although Minho was also starting to figure out his role as the school’s ‘Invisible Man’, he never forgot about Jisung. Sneaking him late night snacks or even walking with him to class, Jisung’s stupid crush on his friend only grew from there.

“So you’re homosexuals… and together?” Changbin asked, his finger waving between the pair accusingly with a fisted hand on his hip. Thoroughly confused as he sat across from the couple.

“Oi! You can’t just ask someone if they're gay.” Chris says next to him, slapping him on the back of his head.

The two shared a look before answering Changbin’s question.

“I don’t think it’s that simple to define, but at least for now… we are together.” Han speaks before giving Minho a big smile, and he returns it.

“Well isn’t that the cutest gay shit I’ve ever seen! We should buy a couple of rainbow flags to hang in here!”

“Changbin!” Chan punches his arm this time.

“We’re happy for you guys, seriously.” Chan says with a voice full of sincerity and a face holding a wide smile.

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“Where did you even go after the Gala?” Jisung turns around, leaning his body against the table, finally giving Minho his attention for the first time in days.

Minho’s eyes glance to the wall at the question. He has a problem with not being the best at his job. At least, that's what he told himself when he left the Gala that night. Not being able to read anyone makes him feel uneasy.

Yes, he fought often with Yura, but at least he was able to read her just like everyone else. He knew whether she actually meant her threats or if she was just doing it to get under his skin, but that night at the Gala, her entire demeanor was off. It was like she had become someone he didn’t even recognize… someone he couldn’t read.

And damn it, that actually worried him.

So, he left to find someone who knew what happened.

Still dressed in his Gala attire, Minho stood in front of the local bar many agents of the surrounding academies would frequent in their spare time. Those who weren’t at the Gala would most likely be inside, celebrating their (much needed) night off.

Minho walks in quietly, not many people notice him as the music plays loudly, and the dark lighting makes it difficult for people to really see one's features. His eyes scan the room until they land on his target for the night.

“Sana.” Minho is behind her at the bar before she realizes it. The brunette woman smirks at the sight of the handsome 2PM agent.

Though her reputation was known for being quite cunning with both her work and the men of the District, she is still a woman with many emotions. One feeling, in particular, Minho intends to take advantage of to get his answer.

“Lee Minho, to what do I owe the pleasure?” Her tone drops down an octave, prepared to seduce one of the Districts known in-eligible bachelors.

Though he detests the woman in front of him, he knows she’s the person most willing to give him the answers he needs, so he plays along for now.

“Thought I’d say hi, it’s been a while since I last saw you.” Minho takes a seat next to her, waving the bartender down for a beer as he shifts his entire body to face her, giving the assassin his undivided attention.

She takes a sip from her martini as she nods her head. “I know, it felt like I was stuck in Japan on deployment forever. The mission went longer than the Headmasters had planned, but at least we all made it back right?” She smiles widely and Minho returns it.

“ ‘We’? Who did they assign you with?” He questions her as he takes a drink from his glass.

The woman lets out a low scoff before answering his question. “It was me, Momo, Yuta, Shatoro, and… the Choi’s.”

Bingo.

Having spent so much of their lives in the same circles, everyone in their class knew about the on-going beef between Sana and the Chois. More specifically, Sana and Yura. The two girls could not stand each other. Every time Sana would say something sharp, Yura was always ready to follow up with the sharp end of her blades.

He skips his teeth at the mention of the sisters. “I know that couldn’t have been easy on you. Especially with Yura there.”

Her lip pouts out at his words before nodding her head in agreement. “You always understood me, Min. I wish you were there! For some reason, I don't know, Yura was more bitchy than usual towards everyone, and I didn’t even do anything to deserve it!”

Minho nods along as she continues as if he's hanging onto her every word.

“First of all, she and Rina were fighting the whole time, which was weird in itself. Then when we’d go on side missions, that switch she’s got would flip and it’s like she became another person entirely. I tried to remind her of the ways we were trained to do things, but of course, she wouldn’t listen to me, she never does. The craziest part was, usually when we’re on a mission, no matter what, Rina is always able to get to her when she’s like that. I guess whatever they’re fighting about is serious because she wouldn’t even listen to Rina’s orders.”

Minho frowns, he’s heard about 'Ares' being a force to reckon with, but he thought Yura and Rina were inseparable, even as ‘Athena and Ares’. Sana continued to speak, but he lost interest a while ago, already hearing what he needed, he looks at his watch and realizes the time.

“I, unfortunately, have to go. Bangchan needs us home tonight for a meeting.” He cuts her off mid sentence, and though she pouts for a second she nods her head in understanding.

“Duty calls I guess. Don’t be a stranger, Lee Minho.” She gives him a sultry smile before drinking from her glass.

He smiles tightly in return as he stands up, abandoning his half finished beer and the bill, before sneaking out the door just as quietly as he came in.

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“There was some information I needed to collect.” Minho responds casually while his entire conversation with Sana loops through his head.

Jisung’s eyes study the man in front of him. “Well, are you going to share what you learned?”

“When it becomes relevant to the mission, yes.” Minho’s response earns a scoff from Jisung.

“What exactly do you want from me?” Minho’s voice is strained.

He absolutely hated fighting with Jisung, Though they’ve had small disagreements here and there, it's never become something this serious. All he really wanted was to fix things between them and just hold him again.

“I want you to actually listen to me. I’m not even asking you to say ‘yes’ to my idea! I just want you to at least see things from my perspective, to see her from my perspective!” Jisung shouts out, exhausted from trying to get Minho to let go of his pride for once.

But what Jisung hasn’t realized is that recently, Minho is trying to understand, at least in his own way. He knows he can’t hate the Choi girl forever, and with their previous argument, along with their encounter at the Gala still in his head, all he’s been doing is thinking about that girl.

He took a side quest to figure out what happened on that damn mission, only to become more confused. If she just came back as the usual stubborn, sarcastic, annoying woman he was used to he wouldn’t be struggling like he is now.

All the hatred he had for Yura vanished after the gala, that he knows for sure. Now he’s just trying to wrap his head around how to now approach this new feeling that’s taken its place. This feeling of worry and concern he has for someone he thought he hated.

Minho opens his mouth to finally tell Jisung what's been on his mind, but before he could, the monitors behind them came to life, beeping louder than before and more rapidly.

Instinctively, both of them move to the front of the room. Jisung takes a seat in the rickety chair as Minho stands behind him. A moment later Chan makes his way into the room with a worried look written all over his face.

“What’s going on?! What happened?!”

“Yura’s BP levels are dropping.” Han says as he moves his mouse around the screen, clicking on her name.

Her stats are blown up wider on the screen for everyone to see. The different health bars glow a light orange color, unlike the full green bars from before. Jisung points to the quick decline of her blood pressure bar before turning to look at Chan.

“But she is on the boat!” Minho points to the other monitor with all three of the markers together, currently moving across a body of water.

“Notify Seungmin. Now!” Chan says to Minho, who currently cannot draw his eyes from the screen.

“Let him know she’s coming in with some form of injury, we don’t know what, but it could be bad. Have him prepared for anything.”

He scans the monitor one last time, his concerned eyes scanning over Rina’s status before exiting the room.

Minho finally tears his eyes away from the girl’s name to exit the room before pausing.

He glances back instinctively at his boyfriend and sees Jisung’s eyes are glued to the screen with Yura’s information plastered on it. His hands fidget nervously as his mind races with numerous scenarios that could end very badly for his friend. He’s quickly pulled out of his thoughts when he feels a soft kiss to his temple.

“She’ll be fine, Ji.” He mumbles quietly. “She’s a fighter, remember?”

Minho squeezes his shoulder lightly before leaving the room to his own work area, hoping his message gets to Seungmin in time.

The boys spent most of the night tracking their friends, monitoring their health, as well as doing their best to prepare for everyone’s arrival. Minho had immediately gotten in contact with Seungmin on a rigged radio Jisung built. He did his best to relay the limited information he had to make sure their team's doctor was prepared for whatever was to come. At some point their connection dropped, and Minho could only hope it was because the others had finally arrived and Seungmin dropped their conversation to help Yura.

Bangchan distracted himself by clearing out one of the storage rooms to make room for the girls to have their own space. He re-arranged two extra mattresses that were leaned against the wall, and positioned a few blankets and pillows onto each one. He also folded some simple clothes that they had brought over with the rest of their belongings, and left them on the book-shelf. Even though it’s not much, he figured it’d be good for the girls to have a space to call their own since they’d be living with a bunch of guys for the foreseeable future.

Jisung never left his seat in front of the monitor. He listened as the sound of Yura’s health stats went from rapid beeping to the steady mellow tone from before. Only then did Jisung finally move his eyes, glancing at the digital clock on his desk that read 7:15 am. As he moves to stand he feels himself stumble, his legs taking a moment to recover from being in a seated position for so long. He moves only a few feet over from his desk, and falls onto the couch he had in the corner of the room. As if his body finally realized what the time was, Jisung’s eyes began to droop, finally allowing his overthinking mind to rest.

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houpss · 22 days

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The last moment of affection

Peiring:Lee Minho x Han Jisung

ONLY APPEARANCE AND A LITTLE CHARACTER ARE TAKEN FROM REAL PEOPLE. DOES NOT REFER TO REAL IDOLS.

Tag:doomed love, angst, suicide, drugs, death.

Minho and Jisung had a complicated and complex history. Their relationship was riddled with complex emotions and tension, laced with doubt and deception. They managed to change each other's lives, but, unfortunately, not for the better. How did this story begin? What happened at the end? A love story is never happy, love is cruel, and trust destroys hearts.

They began writing this story when they were students in high school.Both are only 17 years old. Minho is the leader of the basketball team, and Jisung is a very attractive guitarist in the school band. Minho is harsh and rude, while Jisung is loud, cheerful and very gentle. Minho immediately noticed Jisung in the crowd, bright blue hair visible in the crowd. Jisung dressed the way he wanted, he did what he wanted...and then Minho wanted Jisung. Jisung immediately fell in love with Minho, maybe this story is about true love? Jisung also paid attention to Minho, but noted him as a very rude and wayward young man.

–"Look, Sonnie, Minho is staring at you again,” Felix whispered in Jisung’s ear and glanced towards Minho, who was sitting at the opposite end of the dining room.

–"He recently invited me to his home..” Jisung whispered mysteriously in response and looked at Minho and waved his hand.

–"And what did you do?"

–"Damn, first we watched anime... and then... he kissed me." Jisung's cheeks turned red and he was sure that Minho was grinning at such Jisung. Felix's eyes widened and he squeezed Jisung's shoulder approvingly, "YOU HAVE TO TELL ME EVERYTHING."

This was the beginning. Everything was like something out of a stupid novel or, even worse, a romantic drama. The relationship started fast and furious, Minho loved a lot of emotions and Minho loved Jisung. Jisung always dreamed of being loved and wanted to love. Minho lifted Jisung to heaven.

–"So gentle when you're embarrassed"

–"Please,Ho..Kiss me again"

Soft laughter, hot hands under a T-shirt and such familiar lips on the skin. The idea of falling in love with Lee Minho was the best thing in life.

–“You look like my dream...you feel like the most pleasant alcohol,” Lee whispered and kissed Jisung aggressively, hovering over him on the sofa. They met at Minho's house, these were secret meetings. Jisung's family only knew Minho as Jisung's friend. But should friends kiss?

–"Sonnie, play the guitar for me. You play so beautifully" Jisung would compose hundreds of lyrics for Minho, Minho would become his eternal muse.

Minho gave Jisung the brightest love, they call it "Eros". Such love is passionate and flaming, implying a loss of control due to love... they have long ceased to control themselves. They seemed to shine with each other. They had so many moments together, so many tender and sweet memories.

And also, as Jisung said, Minho fucks him well. Yes, with Minho it was definitely the best sex, leading to languor and stars in the eyes. Lee Minho knew how to make things pleasant.

Jisung thought about Minho before bed, thought about him in the morning, and thought about him always, absolutely always. Minho settled in Jisung’s thoughts and in his heart, becoming Jisung’s very dream. Han Jisung knew how to love. And Minho...oh dear Minho. Minho never thought he wanted to settle for just one. Lee Minho wanted to take everything at once.

Minho has always been a person prone to cheating. He couldn't stop at one person, one story. But when he decided to cheat on Jisung, his long-term partner and lover, it was too much even for him.

Minho:Hyunnie) can you come to my house by 7:30 pm?

Hyunjin:I can, Minho, what happened?

Minho: Jisung and I had a fight, I'm so bored...

Hyunjin: Omg, I'll be there soon. wait with alcohol.

Minho: Tanks 💌👌🏻

Oh yeah. Minho and Jisung started arguing a lot. Minho often disappears, he's just bored with Jisung. Jisung is too nice, Jisung is too soft and Jisung loves him too much. It was suffocating Minho, he wanted freedom and more lust, Minho wanted more sex. Jisung tried many times to have a normal conversation with Minho, but every time the same short message awaited him: “Don’t bother me, I’m busy.”

Busy...When will you find time for Jisung?

–"Haven't you talked again?"

–"Lix...he always disappears somewhere, he always goes with Hyunjin...it's like I'm nobody"

–"Please Jisung, talk to him."

–"But I don't want to hurt him."

–"Aren’t you in pain yourself?”

Those around Jisung clearly noticed how he was losing interest in life. He couldn't understand how he could think like that...he would never leave Minho, and that thought haunted her every night. He could not fill the emptiness in his soul, and the moral pain became unbearable.

–"I want to watch a movie with you, Sonnie"

–"Min!! I'm so happy, of course I'll come...how about tonight?"

But there were no films. Minho loved the body, Minho doesn't need Jisung's soul. He invited Jisung to indulge in the passions of the night. Jisung is in pain again, but he allows Minho to do it.

Jisung:Minnie, We need to talk

Minho:About what?

Jisung:I know it will hurt. forgive me, you were my best boyfriend...I really love you so much, I always do. I love you until my knees tremble and my heart hurts... but it’s time to end this. You always disappear with Hyunjin or Chan, you always avoid me, it hurts me. I want to end this relationship.

Minho:Oh so pretty)Yeah, we are breaking up. I do not love you. Sorry, I'm late for Chan :)))

Pain.Jisung is so stupid, yes, stupid. It hurts so damn much. It’s as if a tormenting frost has set in on your soul, and the flowers are dying in the frost. as if his heart had been torn out of his chest and left him, leaving only emptiness in him. Full of despair, he experiences a loss of interest in life. Further we go, worse it becomes. Previously, he could find joy, happiness, pleasure in life even in the little things. But now all the days have become gray, devoid of meaning and purpose. It’s dark inside him, a dark forest, as if his soul is immersed in absolute darkness.

"Can I just leave?" - such thoughts arise in him more and more often. What does he have to lose? He lost his soulmate, his family, his love. What's left? Endless emptiness and pain. It's so easy to just stop existing. It's so easy to stop feeling pain. Jisung is unable to live without Minho. Jisung's soul completely dissolved in Minho, but he just laughed at him. Probably Jisung has no value since Minho cheated on him... probably Jisung is not good enough for Minho... Jisung promises to improve. Jisung wants to go back to Minho, but sees him either in Hyunjin’s company or in Chan’s Company.

Jisung's too kind heart hurts, he completely stops socializing. He leaves the group, now the guitar is his past. He dyed his bright blue hair black and permed it, so he's now curly. Jisung wears glasses and dresses modestly, Jisung has lost himself. Han Jisung killed himself. The world is like cracked glass, fragments fly in different directions. Jisung only allowed Felix to come near him, and Felix’s heart ached so much for his friend. Felix doesn't want to lose Jisung.

But Felix didn't have extra ears or eyes, he couldn't always be with Jisung, and Jisung only communicated with Felix. This night will be the loneliest.

Night. White sheets, the silence of the night and only the cool air brought Jisung to consciousness. What a terrible feeling, why does love hurt so much? He missed Minho, he believed that Minho was not bad, but it hurt so much. It hurt as if I had been hit with all my might right in the chest. Jisung saw life next to Minho. Jisung destroyed himself, he gave up his dreams and career. Jisung can't be himself anymore, so what's left? Black curls fell on an unnaturally pale face, Jisung got out of bed and found some pills in the medicine cabinet, he didn’t care what they were. Jisung didn't realize what he was doing or why he was doing it. He just wants to stop feeling pain, pills relieve pain.

Jisung:Sorry, Felix

Jisung:It will be better, better for everyone.

Jisung:I'm so scared, but I have to do it.

Jisung:Sorry bro...you were the best.

Han Jisung turned off his phone without seeing Felix's tirade and the message "I'M ALREADY ON THE GO, PLEASE DON'T DO ANYTHING." Oh.. Jisung just didn't want to be stopped.Death for lunch today, bon appetit.

Jisung looked at the pills that were lying on a snow-white plate. There is no doubt that Jisung is just tired. Many people say that after death... it is calm and good there, which is what Jisung wanted. Jisung locked himself in the kitchen after changing into a black shirt and black pants, his black curly hair falling over his face. First pills...second...third...fourth...he lost count, I think there were about 30? The last thing Jisung felt was the feeling of doomed love, “I’m sorry that I love you so much, Lee Minho,” Han Jisung’s very last thought.

But Lee Felix didn’t have time, he had to break down the door to the kitchen, where he saw Jisung already dead. He sat just like he was alive, only he would never speak and would never walk. Lee Felix will blame Minho and tell everyone to blame him for Jisung's death. Han Jisung is no longer in pain, he is no longer afraid or in love.

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channieandhisgoonsquad · 9 months

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I'm in the mood for requests (and I hate Mondays) so

Surrogate au. MC is already pregnant and showing, and they haven't had intercourse since they found out, becoming frustrated as time passes.

When they go out, no one knows the nature of their relationship, and so MC is object of flirting and admiration from other men who notice how beautiful that pregnant lady looks and compliment her constantly. MC takes the praise gladly and feels flattered that she's still considered gorgeous in her state.

I wonder how the baby daddies would react...

Do with it what you want

Vrbcbrynfv tv d 👍🏻 roger that babe.

“Those are our babies in there...”

“Miss, you are glowing.” The younger man at the market had stopped y/n from focusing on the baby stuff that her, Minho, and Han had been looking at for the room. She was too kind to end the conversation with anyone, as the men had come to learn over the last year, and replied easily.

She was blushing, but that was to be expected when a man younger than herself complimented her in this state. And she was so sexually frustrated. She had been fucked daily multiple times by the men she was with, and now they won’t even kiss her now that she is with child. “I don’t feel it, but thank you. The babies are making me feel like a whale at this point.” She rubbed the big belly that held their babies. Reminding herself of what got her to this point; the gorgeous couple you were staying with.

Han looked over to his husband and saw how pissed he was becoming. They hadn’t told y/n anything, but the men spoke to each other of how protective they felt towards her.

“No way, miss. You are gorgeous. If anything, the belly makes you even more beautiful.” He was buttering her up so much. It seems he’s realized that she was here with a gay couple, thus she appeared to be fair game.

She looked over to the men as she stuttered, unable to find the right response as she became more amused and excited by the comments. “You’re too kind. Thank you for the sweet words.”

“If you don’t currently have a boyfriend, I would love to take you out some time?”

That was it. Minho couldn’t stop observing any longer. The sexual frustration of not fucking her for the last three months and watching this stranger trying to get to know her was overflowing.

“She’s actually with us. Those are our babies in there. So, she will not be going out with random boys on the street. But thank you for noticing how beautiful she is. Bye.”

Han and y/n both stood in place around the clothing rack with their mouths agape. Staring down the man they both cared for extremely. Both shocked that he actually said that in public, but not really at the same time. Han knew he was possessive of the babies and watching her like a hawk, but THIS was something new.

Y/n turned around to apologize but the younger man had already ran away with his tail between his legs. She was furious now. And that fury was coming out in the form of tears due to the wacky hormones, “Lee Minho. I don’t know what overcame you just now. But that was completely inappropriate.”

He rolled his eyes at your comment on the matter, trying to decide if it’s best to backtrack or say what’s on his mind. “You are with us technically. I will be damned if you are alone with a stranger while our babies are inside.”

“I was going to reject him myself. I’m here for you guys. You two are enough for me.”

The surprise was evident on Minhos face. Maybe he did overreact. Han spoke up, “You have every right to be upset. I’m so sorry he spoke over you like that. Let’s just go home, yeah?”

You agreed with him since you were unable to get a hold of your emotions. Han took your hand in his own and allowed Minho to follow behind them. They both needed a second to recover from his theatrics.

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In the Heat of the Moment

chapter 1 : Bathroom Floor

Pairing: Felix x OC >> Side Pairing: Minsung Rating: rated M for explicit smut (future parts) Summary: >> “She knew it was coming. All the signs had made her aware. But she always worked through the preheat, unable to partake in the luxury of calling off just whenever she wanted. She always knew when it was time and only took off the last couple days when it was at its worst.

But she’d forgotten her alarm.” << Word Count: Over 5.9k Warnings: a/b/o!verse, romance, slight angst, surprise heat cycle, uncontrollable urges, fluff, mentioned sexual content, mention of mates, secret crush, very mild violence, explicit sexual content in coming future scenes A/N: Hello there! This is my first omega verse work and first smut fic for skz. Please let me know if you like it! 😊 Enjoy~!

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Life is easy for Omegas who have money. Taking a week off for heat every couple months doesn’t mean anything for their bank accounts. But when you work hard for every penny you can get and still can barely pay the bills, heats are more than just an inconvenience.

“Shit I’m late!” She shrieked, jumping out of bed to rush around to get ready for work in record time. She continued shouting curses at herself for forgetting to set her alarm the previous night after her meticulous cleaning session.

She was running out the door, narrowly avoiding bumping into unsuspecting patrons as she wove through foot traffic. This job meant too much to her to be late. She was still new after all. And it was the best pay she’d ever landed! Not only was the pay good, she really enjoyed the company of all her coworkers.

She loves this job and she can’t lose it because she overslept.

When she turned the corner to the back entry door, she had to skid to a halt. She silently thanked the heavens that she didn’t slam directly into her boss.

“There you are! Hurry hurry, get inside!” Chan waved her through the door.

“I’m so sorry I’m late! My alarm didn’t go off,” she apologized, bowing at the waist completely out of breath with flushed red cheeks.

“Hey, life happens! Don’t worry about it! Just don’t let it become a habit and you’ll do just fine,” Chan assured her with a genuine smile. Her shoulders relaxed as she returned the gesture with a nod.

His eyes flicked across her face looking a little concerned then, his smile faltering. “You look like you’re gonna combust. Maybe you should go cool down before heading onto the floor,” he suggested.

Now that he mentioned it, she did feel hot. She figured it was because of the sprinting she’d done to get there. “Y-yeah, I’ll only be a minute,” she agreed, throat scratching from a dryness she’d almost forgotten about as she made a b-line for the bathroom.

As soon as she shut the door behind herself, she flipped on the cold water and stuck her face under to gulp as much fluid as she could with the awkward angle. An unceremonious moan echoing in the small space of the bathroom as her crippling thirst finally started to quench.

She stood upright, leaning heavily on the sink, now gasping in huge gulps of air.

When she looked at herself in the mirror, it hit her.

Another moan crept up her throat, more erotic this time, as her knees buckled beneath her. A familiar, unwelcomed fire combusting in her lower belly, filling her with desire. She barely managed to hold herself up on the porcelain sink.

“Oh fuck,” she gasped, each breath coming out sharp and short. A mixed curse from realizing her heat was in full swing now and the growing need shooting directly between her thighs.

She knew it was coming. All the signs had made her aware. But she always worked through the preheat, unable to partake in the luxury of calling off just whenever she wanted. She always knew when it was time and only took off the last couple days when it was at its worst.

But she’d forgotten her alarm. She’d been too rushed to evaluate herself before she left. She thought she was hot because she ran. She thought she had more time.

Another wave twisted her insides and nearly sent her to the floor, groaning too loudly for being in her work’s bathroom. She allowed herself to sink to the ground, uncaring about how gross it should make her feel, and leaned back against the wall. Trying to just breathe through the wave of heat until it was over.

A sudden bang on the door made her quietly shriek. “Siya?” Felix’s voice filtered gruffly through the wood, she could hear how his tone had dropped an octave. Her lower muscles clench deliciously at the sound, her omega knowing his alpha wanted her scent. While her mind shoved the idea away.

“Siya, why are you here when you’re in heat?!” He questioned the quietest he could where she could still hear him.

“I-I didn’t mean to! I rushed this mo-orning!” She cursed the way she stuttered and moaned getting the words out.

“Fuck,” she heard him groan, accompanied by the sound of his nails softly dragging down the surface. Her omega side was thrilled by his responsiveness. “I’ll get Chan. We’ll figure something out.” He said.

She swallowed dryly at the idea of multiple alphas being in such close proximity of her scent. She had to fight the panic filling her chest while her lower half betrayed her. “Y-yeah, good idea. I’ll just, wait here,” she managed lamely. There was a long pause and she wondered for a second if he’d already gone, but then he spoke again.

“You’re gonna be ok, Siya. I won’t let anyone hurt you.” He promised as if he could feel her anxiousness. She heard a soft thump against the door, picturing his forehead landing against the barrier. Her heart leapt into her throat at his words, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

“Felix,” she choked, hoping he could hear her appreciation just from speaking his name.

“Just hold on,” his words coming out strained before she heard his retreat. She imagined her cry of his name didn’t help his struggle any. Adding one more thing to the list she can curse herself for, making things difficult (not to mention awkward) for her friends.

“Siya?! Siya, are you alright?!” Chan’s voice called worriedly.

“Yeah, I’m ok,” she confirmed, even though she was still panting. “I’m so sorry, Chan. I-I messed up big time. Please don’t fire me!” She pleaded. Her tears freeing themselves down her cheeks, unable to hold them back any longer. “I love being in Stray Kids,” she wept.

“Hey, hey! Don’t cry, Little One! Why would I fire you for this? It’s not like you can help it!” He assured her, but having the opposite effect as it made her sob a little harder in relief. Another spike of arousal stole the air from her lungs though and made her choke for other reasons. “Shit,” Chan cursed through gritted teeth, “but we gotta get you outta here.”

She heard a growl on the other side of the door. Her body instantly reacted to the sound, moan leaving her throat at hearing the aggressive alpha just outside. “Relax, Felix. I meant get her home.” Chan snapped in tired annoyance.

“Sorry, hyung,” she barely heard the apology but she wasn’t focused on it.

Her chest was doing somersaults at the prospect. Felix was defending her from other alphas. He challenged an elder alpha just from suggesting opening that door.

“Ok, here’s what we’re gonna do. We’ll keep you in there just until this wave subsides, then figure out how to get you home, yeah?” Their leader suggested. “Can you wait that long, Sweetie?” She nodded her head along in agreement as the logic made sense in her foggy mind.

“Y-yeah, I can do that,” she voiced a little shakily.

“Good, good. You’re doing great, Little One. Just hold out a little longer and you’ll be safe and comfy at home before you know it!” He told her encouragingly. She made a vague noise of acknowledgment as she focused on not moaning from the praise instead.

She hated how her body was reacting on its own. She couldn’t even control who she was attracted to when she was in heat. It made her sick to her stomach thinking about potentially cheating on her future partner. Until an omega is marked, you’re fair game to any unmated alphas and your body would react as such.

“Felix is gonna stand guard outside the door. Are you comfortable with him staying with you?” Chan asked.

“Yes,” she breathed without a second thought. She trusted Felix immensely, knowing he would do everything in his power to keep her safe. He was a kind and caring soul like that. “B-but, I don’t wanna be a burden,” she added softly, the feeling of shame making her curl her knees up to her chest.

“You’re not being a burden to anyone, Siya. He wants to stay. Hell, I don’t think he’d move from this spot unless you told him to.” He chuckled, obviously teasing the younger boy beside him when she heard some light shuffling between the two.

“Thanks, Felix,” she whispered, knowing he was close enough he’d still hear her.

“Ok, I’m gonna go get a little work done. But I’ll just be in my office so if you need anything, just let Felix know, yeah?” Chan offered, earning a noise of agreement from her as she stifled a whimper. She could still hear them whispering behind the door but couldn’t make out what they were saying, too consumed in the crippling desire to be claimed to think of anything else.

The heat came in waves. The first wave being the most intense. It was as agonizing as always, and even more so since she wasn’t even in the comfort of her nest at home. But the one thing testing her resolve was the alpha so close yet so far away. Her body called to him, her scent flowing off her skin in sweet ripples of cherry blossoms, hoping he would help open the door and relieve the burning need she had between her legs. But her brain begged it to stop.

This was Felix sitting on the other side of the door. If he did something impulsive, he’d probably never forgive himself. Not that she would hold it against him. She’d much rather it be him than some egotistical alpha with a macho complex. At least she knew he’d do his best to be gentle with her, even under the influence of pheromones.

If she was being honest with herself, the thought of giving Felix her first time made her heart flutter with butterflies. She wasn’t completely stupid about her harbored feelings for the boy. Since the day she started working for Stray Kids Entertainment, he was the one she was drawn to. His kindness, his warmth, his passion. She saw these things in all the guys but with Felix it was…different.

“Ah~” she moaned, pressing her thighs together to ease the desire to feel him close to her.

A deep reverberating growl rattled the door close to the small gap at the bottom. Her heart leapt to her throat. Felix was sitting with his back against the door, the sound he was making an attempt to comfort her. It wasn’t an aggressive growl. It was just loud enough to be heard but deep in his chest, a low purr.

It drew her closer. She shakily crawled over to the door, slowly sitting with her back pressed to it. The vibrations soothing against her spine. It wrapped around her like a blanket and eased the solitude so she knew she wasn’t truly alone. She closed her eyes and basked in the relief, her muscles relaxing for that brief moment, a sigh escaping her lips.

“Whoa! Someone smells good back here!”

Her body instantly tensed at the loud exclamation, announcing to anyone within earshot of her current predicament. Felix’s growl flipped into the intimidating rumble she’d heard directed at Chan earlier.

“Keep your nose to yourself, hyung,” he barked back. She heard a humorous chuckle.

“Oh? And who’s gonna make me, Bbokie?” She could tell now that it was Minho and she could even hear the smile on his face as he provoked Felix into standing. Siya whined at the loss.

“Don’t think I can’t kick your ass if I wanted to, Lino,” Felix warned, taking an aggressive stance to prove his point. Minho raised a challenging brow with amusement in his eyes. But then another presence comes bouncing around the corner.

“Geez Lixie, it’s like you forgot that he’s already claimed,” that was Han’s voice, followed by a loud smooch. “Oo, but he’s right. Someone does smell delicious back here.”

“It’s Siya. She didn’t realize her heat was starting when she left home today.” Felix explained, sounding much calmer from the reminder that Minho had no instinctual interest in any heated omegas. He already had his own after all.

“Aww, the poor thing!” Han pouted, rushing past Felix towards the door. He didn’t stop him, an omega was no threat to another omega during heat.

“Do you need anything, SiSi? I can get you some water, an ice pack, anything you need! Just say the word!” He offered through the door.

“Those actually, sound really nice,” she agreed softly.

“Great! I’ll be right back!” Han chirped, running off towards the break room with Minho casually following with his hands shoved in his pockets.

She wiped the back of her hand across her forehead, collecting the sweat droplets and rubbing it on her jeans instead. She jumped when Felix’s voice suddenly drifted through the door, close to her level like he had crouched down to speak softly just to her.

“Why didn’t you tell me you wanted some water? I would have gladly gotten it for you,” he asked, she could hear the hurt in his voice and she felt an indescribable desperation to comfort him. She pressed her side against the door as close as she could get to him, hand reaching up to lay flat on the barrier between them.

“I didn’t want you to leave,” she whispered, immediately followed by a whimper of need. She could’ve sworn she heard him make a similar noise but her body took too much of her focus to distinguish if it was real or a figment of her imagination.

“I’m baaack~!” Sang Han as he bounced around the corner.

“Ok,” Felix let out as a breath, “Siya, I’m gonna have to walk away while Hannie comes in to see you.” She instantly whined at the prospect. He felt guilty leaving her, as soon as she’d just told him she didn’t want him to. But he didn’t have a choice. He couldn’t trust himself without the door separating them. “I won’t be far, Lovely.” He assured her. She swallowed the lump in her throat, tears pricking her eyes from the fear that he wouldn’t come back.

“Please,” she choked out. Felix having to fight every fiber of his being to not swing open the door and wrap her in his arms.

“What is it?” He asked, wanting to give her anything to make her feel better.

“Promise you’ll come back, Lix, please,” she begged just short of sobbing. He gritted his teeth, wetness welling up at the corners of his eyes.

“I promise.” His words leaving no room for doubt, a warmth filling her chest. She whispered an ‘ok’ as a small smile curled her lips. “Let Hannie help you, yeah? I’ll be right back.”

She heard his immediate retreat, imagining he couldn’t look back or he’d lose his resolve. She couldn’t dwell on it long as a soft knock rapped on the wood. “I’m gonna open the door now, SiSi,” warned Han.

He slowly pulled it open as she scooted back to give him room to enter. He slid inside and closed the door behind himself, crouching down and passing her the water bottle first. It only took two gulps and half the liquid was downed, Han chuckled quietly.

“Cozy in here, huh,” he teased, glancing around with a wrinkled nose at her current predicament.

“Shut up,” she scowled, reaching towards him for the ice pack. He swatted her hand away and scooted closed, sitting down next to her, tossing his arm over her shoulder and pressing the ice pack to her lower belly.

“You shouldn’t be in here, Baby,” his tone full of concern and worry, a feeling unfamiliar coming from her fellow omega. He was always joking and bubbly. She ducked her chin to avoid his eyes. “Are you gonna be ok? Do you want me to stay with you?” He offered but she shook her head. There was only one person she wanted to stay. But he had to leave.

The fog of her mind not allowing her to think clearly. Tears springing to her eyes once again, she missed him already. It had been 2 minutes and she missed him. She knew she was being ridiculous but she couldn’t help the way she felt.

She curled into Han’s side as she began to weep. “Oh, Baby,” Han cooed, pulling her closer into a hug. “You’re gonna be ok! We’re all here to keep you safe!”

“I-it’s not that,” she giggled wetly. “When will Felix be back?” She managed to ask.

Han stared at her with brows knitted of confusion for a long moment, the gears turning in his mind trying to piece together the cause of her tears. Until it clicked.

“Oh,” he murmured, eyes wide and sparkling with mirth. He gave her an extra squeeze before unfurling himself from around her to stand. She tilted her head seeing the sly smirk form on his face as he did so, puzzled by the expression. But then he turned back to her with softer eyes. “You two would be great for each other.”

Then he was gone, slipping out the door and leaving her alone again. She stared after him with wide eyes. Left with only her thoughts, feelings, and the dreaded heat pulsing through her lower half.

~*~

Minho was leaned up against the wall just outside the bathroom door, arms folded over his chest and glaring at anyone who passed by. Just because he didn’t have any interest in the heated girl holed up in the bathroom, didn’t mean he didn’t want to protect her. She was a part of his group now. And he was protective by nature, especially when it came to the people he cared about.

Not to mention his Sungie was in there with her. No pheromone induced alpha was getting anywhere near his mate.

His shoulders relaxed and his brow raised curiously when Han suddenly appeared sliding out of the bathroom and completely ignored him, a seriousness in his features as he marched straight for Channie’s office. Minho caught his wrist to stop him, drawing the smaller male into his arms with creased brows. The latter glaring up at him.

“Let go, I have to go talk to Chan,” Han demanded, not even a hint of his usual joking or softness on the edges of his words.

“Hold on for just a second Sungie,” Minho said calmly, brushing his bangs aside affectionately. Han huffed but didn’t fight his lover’s grasp. Minho smiled his favorite crooked smile when he knew Han wasn’t planning to pull a fast one as soon as he let him go, then took off himself to hunt down Felix.

It didn’t take long, he was startled when Minho came darting around the corner. “Hannie is out,” he simply said, immediately turning around to head back. Felix was stunned for a moment as worry gripped in his chest. He shook it off to follow close behind the older alpha.

“Is something wrong?” He asked. Minho had his eyes focused ahead, seemingly ignoring the question when he didn’t answer right away. Felix almost resigned to the idea before he replied.

“I don’t know. Hannie seems upset.” He said hesitantly. The uncertainty in Minho’s tone did nothing to ease Felix’s concern. If anything, it almost made it worse. And his pace quickened as a result.

When the bathroom was back in view, Felix instantly ran for it. On instinct to see that Siya was ok with his own eyes, his hand went for the doorknob. Han jumped forward and grabbed his arm, Felix reflexively growled under his breath.

He was grabbed by the collar and pulled backwards the next instant. Felix growled loudly this time, threateningly, but Minho stared him down with a look of promised death.

“Hey, hey! Everyone relax!” Han shouted to draw their attention away from each other, stepping between them and pressing a hand to Minho’s chest while the other was raised in Felix’s direction. Han gave the older boy a concerned look, Minho relaxed his shoulders to ease his worry but kept the unstable alpha in the corner of his vision.

Just in case.

Once he was confident his mate wasn’t going to attack, Han turned to the male behind him. “Calm down, Lix. You’re not in the right state of mind. Can you breathe for me?” Han asked, taking a cautious step forward. Even though Minho made a noise of protest.

Felix’s spine stiffened, his eyes going wide. He’d lost control? He looked between his two friends and realized how hazy his head still felt.

He nodded his head as he focused on the omega standing in front of him. He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath, Han’s scent filling his nostrils as he tried overpowering the sweet sweet scent of heat coming from behind the door. It worked well enough.

His muscles relaxed and he opened his eyes to see Han smiling at him, a contagious smile that Felix returned. Han lunged forward to give him a tight squeeze.

“Sorry Lixie! I didn’t mean to set you off!” He apologized, pulling back to look at him.

“It’s ok, Hannie. I’m sorry too.” He said, getting a huff of nonchalance from Han. “Sorry, Min-hyung,” Felix sheepishly apologized to the other alpha.

“No harm done, Bbokie,” Minho replied. Felix bowed his head respectfully in thanks before turning back to Han.

“Is she better? Did the water help?” He asked. Han nodded but his features had turned serious.

“Yeah, she’s ok. But I’m going to talk to Channie.” He said, turning on his heels to quirk a brow at Minho. “Can I go now?” The teasing sarcasm in his voice made his mate chuckle.

“Yeah, Felix is here to watch the door.” Minho agreed, shooting a pointed look at the other alpha in warning. Felix nodded in understanding, if he lost control again, he’d have to answer to him directly.

Han didn’t pay them any mind as he set on his original path to their leader’s office, barging in without even knocking. “Siya needs to be at home. Not on the bathroom floor.” Han snapped angrily, Minho strolling in to lean against the doorframe.

Chan spun around in his chair, surprised by the sudden intrusion. “I know?” He said in confusion before he continued. “But what else are we supposed to do? It’s not safe for her to be walking around the streets in that condition.” Chan scrubbed his face tiredly as he stood.

“Then don’t have her walk!” Han huffed, throwing his hands above his head in exasperation as if it were the obvious answer to their problem. The two alphas looked confusedly at him.

“I’ve never gone through heat myself, but if it’s anything like ruts, I know I’m in no shape to drive when I’m in that state.” Chan tried to reason, which made Han roll his eyes.

“Well no shit,” he retorted in annoyance.

“Hey, language,” Chan scolded lamely, pinching the bridge of his nose while Minho chuckled.

“I’m not suggesting she drive! I’m saying someone needs to take her home! She needs her bed! Her nest! Her place of comfort where she can ride out her heat! She’s miserable in there!” Han explained, desperately hoping to make them understand the severity of the situation.

Chan sighed, “I know. I know! But what are we supposed to do? The only one of us who wouldn’t be affected by her scent would be Lino but he’s got a group in half an hour. I can’t send him.” He ran a hand through his hair as he tried to think.

“Um? I can take her! Why is Lino the ‘only’ one who can?” Han challenged. Chan exchanged a concerned look with Minho, who took that as his cue to speak.

“Sungie, if an alpha gets affected by her heat, you would have no chance at stopping them,” he told him gently.

“Oh,” he murmured, face scrunched as he processed how little chance an omega had against a (basically) feral alpha. The room was quiet for that moment, the two alphas feeling for the omega. It was a harsh reality of the secondary genders and they hated it just as much as Han did.

Minho pushed off the wall and cradled his puffy cheeks in his palms to make him look into his eyes, a silent check-in between the two. Han smiled sadly up at him as confirmation that he was ok, grabbing one hand from his cheeks to keep their contact before turning to their leader again.

“Then what about Felix?” He continued to press. The idea didn’t seem immediately off putting to Chan as it was for Minho who snorted.

“Absolutely not.”

Chan gave them a surprise yet curious look. “What makes you say that? He had excellent control earlier,” he pointed out, wanting the two to explain Minho’s reaction.

“He had a lapse in control for like two seconds, Min. Don’t be dramatic.” Han brushed his lover off.

“‘Two seconds’ is all it takes.” Minho said brashly. Han frowned, pulling his hand out of his in offense from his tone and implication of his statement. The older instantly missing the skinship.

“But this is Felix with Siya we’re talking about here.” Han snapped with a glare. “You two can’t see that they’ve chosen each other already?” The question shocking both alphas.

“When? Felix hasn’t mentioned anything to me at all,” Chan managed, mind reeling to try and find what Han found so obvious.

Han brushed over the question as if he hadn’t even heard it as his temper was flared. “His aggression wasn’t pheromone induced, it was the threat of being separated from his chosen that triggered it. He was overly worried from being away and didn’t think twice about checking on her. It’s so obvious.” He huffed.

Minho took a slow step closer, testing the omega’s reaction. “What do you know that we don’t, Sungie.” The ranting must have allowed him to let off enough steam as Han stepped into his arms on his own, Minho nearly purred in pleasure at the needed contact.

“You don’t see it? The look in Lixie’s eyes? I saw it with Siya. I asked if she wanted me to stay with her and she just asked when Felix would be back.” He explained as he leaned into Minho’s chest, the other wrapping strong arms around his waist to lock him into place, resisting the urge to nuzzle his nose into his neck.

“But that’s just speculation,” Minho spoke logically, much softer now that he was back in his mate’s good graces.

“Their hearts have chosen. Don’t you remember what it felt like? It’s only a matter of time before their heads catch up.” Han said, looking up at him with starry eyes. Minho’s heart swelled in his chest at the memory.

“Even still,” Chan interjected, “it’s too much of a risk. The last thing we want is regret or resentment if they accidentally lose control.”

“But you admitted it yourself! Lix has had great control this whole time!” Chan raised a brow at him, a look that said ‘oh really?’ Han shrank into Minho’s arms. “Well mostly…”

Chan let out a deep sigh and Han sulked, cuddling into his mate’s chest seeking his comforts. Minho stared thoughtfully at his mate’s defeated face, a long silence drawn out in the small room.

“They won’t regret if something happens,” he finally said. Both of their heads snap in his direction. Han’s expression morphing from surprise to utter joy that Minho understood him while Chan’s turned to that of skepticism.

“How could you possibly know that?”

Minho managed to pull his eyes away from his lover to look at Chan with sharp, certain eyes. “Because I know what it feels like,” he said flatly. No room for argument.

Chan searched his face then the two of them when Minho turned his eyes back to his mate with a loving gaze. He’d seen them exchange these looks a million times by now but never had he realized the sincerity sparkling in both of their eyes, the undeniable solidity they share. It caused excitement to bloom in his chest. He suddenly couldn’t wait to fall in love with his forever mate someday.

He smiled fondly at the pair before sighing with his hands on his hips as a decision was made. Both turned expectantly to listen to his final verdict.

“It’s settled then. We’ll talk to Felix and make sure he’s up for it. If he is, then we get our girl home.” He said with determination blazing in his eyes.

He cared about his team, all of them. Siya may be their newest member but she was still one of them. She fit right in with the ‘Stray Kids’ from day one. And he would do anything to keep her safe and comfortable.

Han was bouncing on his feet while Minho was just happy to hold him in place. “Let’s go talk to Felix,” Chan said, motioning for Han to lead the way.

~*~

When Felix was pulled away again, she had to fight the urge to cry. All her body wanted was to be closer to him, even through the door was ok as long as she could smell him, hear him. But his sweet vanilla scent was replaced with spices. Telling her that Minho was standing guard once again.

“‘M sorry, Min-oppa,” she whimpered with wet eyes. “I hate being a bother to you.”

She heard him chuckle under his breath. “Hush now, SiSi. You’re no bother,” he soothed. “Sungie will be back in a moment and we’ll get you on your way home, ok?”

“‘Home’?” The exhausted girl blinked in confusion at the word. “But how?” Her question earned another quiet laugh.

“Don’t worry. Lixie will get you there safe and sound.”

“Felix,” his name falling off her lips as her eyes rolled back in her head. Even just the mention of him turned her stomach to knots and warmth flooding her chest.

“Yeah, your Felix will take good care of you.” She couldn’t see the soft smile on his face but she could hear it in his voice. And his words did ungodly things to her mind.

Your Felix. ‘My Felix,’ her thoughts purred at the prospect. The idea of him belonging to her sent her heart into a frenzy. Every fiber of her being craved to be with him. To feel his arms wrapped around her, to breathe in his intoxicating scent, to hear his deep, rich voice speak her name, to feel her heart beating in time with his. Her eyes flew open, the air punched out of her lungs with a single realization.

“Mate,” she breathed. She knew what she wanted. Even in the fog of her heat, her feelings were clear. She wanted to spend all of her time with him, her whole future.

She wasn’t sure how long she sat there frozen. The next thing she knew, Han was crouched in front of her with his hands on her face, looking very concerned. “Siya? Siya, can you hear me?”

She blinked a few times trying to dissipate the lingering shock at the edges of his mind. “Huh?” She questioned dumbly.

Han smiled at the response. “There you are! Come on. Your chariot awaits,” he teased as he helped her stand. Her legs felt like jello. If Han wasn’t holding onto her, she definitely would have slid back down to the floor. “Nice and slow. That’s it. Good job! One step at a time,” the omega praised as he helped her exit the bathroom.

Minho held the door for them, his brows knitted with concern at the sight of her but quickly hardened as he hurried to lead them at point. She also spotted Chan blocking off a hallway intersecting the back door.

Her legs shook beneath her as they passed the alpha, his warm sea salt scent making it difficult for her to move. Her body betraying her as it longed for an alpha’s touch. Alpha alpha alpha , it called as her pheromones pulsed off her skin.

A low growl rumbled from the older alpha, his eyes dark and almost unrecognizable as he took two looming steps towards her. Minho snarled as he lunged in between them just in time before Chan pounced.

He wrestled with their leader and managed to keep him at bay but it was only a matter of time before someone got hurt. “Get her out of here, Hannie! Now !” Minho ordered urgently.

“Shit,” Han cursed under his breath, eyes wide and worried glued to the struggle. But he did as he was told, scooping Siya up bridal style. “I’ll come back!” He promised over his shoulder as he booked it towards the back door.

As soon as he burst through the exit, the cool open air soothed her burning skin, causing her to sigh. Han didn’t stop, running a few more feet before another alpha’s scent sent her body into overdrive as she squirmed in the omega’s grasp.

Sweet vanilla thickened in her airway the closer Han brought her to the alpha. “Felix,” she moaned.

“I’m here Sweetie,” the alpha said softly, voice muffled. She turned her head to see his helmet was already on his head, visor down and ready for him to drive. It also effectively blocked some of her pheromones from reaching his nostrils, allowing him to stay somewhat focused.

She whimpered, being unable to see his eyes constructed her chest. His hands squeezed hard on the handle grips. If he let go of either one, he didn’t know what he would end up doing.

Han swung her legs to straddle the bike, her arms automatically wrapping tightly around Felix’s leather clad torso. Her heated body snuggled close to his back, rubbing and squirming for as much contact as she could manage. The alpha hummed a pleased growl to soothe the omega.

Han maneuvered the passenger helmet over her head and secured the strap under her chin. She was grateful that it wasn’t the full head helmet because she was sure she’d feel like she was suffocating in her current condition.

“There, all set.” Han huffed in relief, turning to Felix with a hand on his shoulder. “You’re good?” He questioned, giving him an out if he didn’t think he could go through with it anymore.

“All good,” Felix confirmed, revving the bike’s engine to say he was ready.

Han nodded, leaning in to whisper something to the alpha. “Take good care of your omega, Lixie,” he said before backing away and rushing back inside to check on his mate.

Felix’s whole body had stiffened from the words. His omega. His . Mate . Warmth flooded his chest and he craved to touch the petite girl pressed flush against his back. He gritted his teeth, pushing back into her embrace, earning a sweet pur from the omega.

“Hold on tight baby. I’m gonna drive fast to get you home, ok?” He instructed, feeling her nod of agreement against his back to give him the go ahead.

The bike's engine roared as its tires peeled out, black trails scorching the pavement behind them.

#stray kids smut #skz felix smut #skz Felix x OC #minsung smut #stray kids fanfic

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moonlightndaydreams · 8 months

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Deep End - Part 5

Part 5: 3.5K words approx

Available on Ao3 HERE

Characters: OFC Aura, Minho, Han

Overall Summary: AU/ Minho is the new accountant at Aura's work, and he's got his sights set on her. But what happens when her ex Han comes back into the picture.

Workplace romance with a blast from the past for Aura.

Part 5 Summary: Minho and Aura continue their sexy times. Minho leaves a present on her desk that she has to wear to the staff meeting. Their relationship continues. They have sex in the podcast recording booth.

Warnings for part 5: remote control vibrator, more sex where you can get caught, protected vaginal sex, unprotected vaginal sex, oral sex, mention of creampies (if you look closely), explicit language, pet names, soft dom Minho, orgasms (always).

Read Part 4 Here

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Hyunjin stared at Aura.

“What?” she yelled. “Why do you keep looking at me like that?”

“Are you wearing it?” he whispered, his eyes were excited.

Aura regretted not waiting until she was alone to open the gift bag that had been waiting on her desk. But how was she to know that she needed to be discreet? Minho didn’t put a warning on the card.

“I’m not sure you’d call it ‘wearing’, Hunjin. It’d be more like ‘inserted’.” Binnie explained.

“Fucking hell. Can we please not talk about it?” Aura cried.

“She’s got it in.” Smirked Hyunjin. “You can tell she’s anticipating it coming to life at any moment.”

Aura went bright red.

“I am not going to take my eyes off you in the meeting. I wanna see if I can tell when Minho switches it on.”

“You’re fucking sick, Jinnie.” Binnie said horrified.

Aura closed her eyes and tensed her vagina. She could feel the vibrator firmly inside her. This was not what she expected to find in the cute little bag that Minho had left on her desk when she arrived this morning. She thought maybe chocolates, or if he was feeling a little cheeky maybe lingerie. But a fucking remote control vibrator? Oh why did she open it in front of Hyunjin? He was more excited than her when he saw the box.

“You wear it then!” She suggested. Imagine Minho remote controlling it and sending Hyunjin into an aroused mess?

But Aura went to the bathroom and inserted it anyway, fixing up her underwear and smoothing down her skirt. Would anyone know? Would they be able to tell? She smiled at herself in the mirror. She was nervous and excited. “Well this is going to be interesting.” She said to herself.

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Aura sat in her usual seat in the meeting room. Hyunjin looked far too excited than he should, and Binnie wouldn’t dare look her way.

She had absolutely no idea what was happening in the meeting. Her eyes remained firmly on Minho. Did he have the remote? Was he going to use it? Was he just teasing to make her squirm? She couldn’t read his body language. He was focused on presenting his update, and when he wasn’t talking he seemed to focused on whoever was speaking.

Minho’s eyes flicked up at Aura, a hint of a smirk on his face. The fucker has the remote. She was sure of it. He looked back down at his notes and tapped his pen. Then he picked up his phone.

And then she felt it. She gasped, startled, even though she knew it was coming. Her eyes shot up to Minho, but he’d put the phone back on the table, forgotten, and was giving his undivided attention to Chris.

Aura tried her best to remain calm. Hyunjin had already noticed that something was happening, much to her horror, and Binnie blushed as he tried his best not to look in her direction.

The vibrations were set to some kind of pulse setting. It pulsed in such a way that it made her walls tense around it, then it would stop long enough for her muscles to relax. It quickly became a relentless agony. She squeezed her legs together hoping that would dissipate some of the tension. It didn’t.

Felix, noticing her discomfort, turned to her. “Hey, you should have gone to the bathroom before the meeting.” He said disapprovingly.

“She did.” Hyunjin offered.

“Well, you need to sort out your pelvic floor then.” Felix looked her up and down.

“Trust me, she’s doing her Kegels.” Hyunjin replied.

Just then Minho stood up and bent over Chris to whisper something in his ear, and with a nod and a pat on Chris’s back, Minho made to walk out of the meeting room. His phone. His fucking phone, sat on the table. Abandoned. Aura’s eyes widened in horror as she stared at the phone. Where the fuck was he going? Why did he leave his phone? Why was he teasing her like this?

“Oh, Minho?” Binnie called out. “You left your phone.” Thank you Binnie, Aura thought.

“Oops! So I did. Thank you Changbin.” And he came back to collect his phone.

As Minho left again, he caught Aura’s eye, and soon as he walked out she felt the vibrations intensify.

“I gotta go!” She shrieked standing up. Heads turned towards her, looking at her strangely.

“The meeting’s almost over, Aura. Can’t you wait?” Chris looked annoyed. She sat back down, using all of her resolve not to panic - or come.

As soon as the meeting came to an end, Aura was out of there in a heartbeat. She needed to get to the ladies room and get this thing out of her. Or maybe she’ll let herself come, then get it out of her.

“Kitten.” A hand grabbed her wrist.

“Minho. What the actual fuck? I need to-“

“Come? Yes I know. You were so good not to come in front of your co-workers. I think you deserve a reward.” He pulled her into his office, locking the door behind him. Then he pulled the blinds down over the glass window.

“On the couch. Quick.” He said desperately. This whole scenario had probably turned him on too. She ran to the couch, she was dying for relief.

“Sit down. That’s it. Spread your legs, let me see what state you’re in.”

She obeyed. Sliding her skirt up and spreading her legs. Minho sunk to his knees, his hand resting on her inner thighs.

“Fuck!” He sighed when he saw how soaked her panties were. “Let’s get these off you.” He peeled her drenched underwear off and re-settled his gaze between her legs. He reached for the part of the vibrator that remained outside of her body and pressed the hidden button to turn the power off.

Aura watched Minho’s expression as he slowly pulled the device from her. It was look of lust and concentration, his mouth agape as the vibrator slowly slipped out. A sigh escaped him once it was completely free. Then he took the entire thing in his mouth. “Don’t want to waste any of it.” He said after pulling it out of his mouth clean.

“How are you planning to reward me?” She wanted to know.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a condom. Aura bit her lip. She liked the idea of this reward. Minho was quick to free his cock. He was definitely finding this situation arousing. The condom was on in a matter of moments. “You’re going to have to stay quiet, Kitten while I fuck you.” He reminded her that people were working on the other side of the wall.

“You ready? Hold your legs up.” Aura nodded and grabbed the backs of her thighs.

“How’s that feel, hmm? Better?” He cooed as he slowly fucked her. He spread her lips, giving himself more access to push as deep as possible.

“Faster.” She whined. Minho shook his head. “I can’t have you screaming the place down.” But he did increase the force of his thrusts. Slow, deep and hard. That was how he fucked her, despite her begging him for more. He reached for the vibrator turning it back on and up to the fastest speed. “Here. Use this on your clit.” He puffed.

Aura placed the vibrator on her clitoris and immediately cried out. Minho shot her a warning glance. “I’ll have to take it off you,” he threatened, “or, I’ll have to make you be quiet. Which it is?”

“M…make me…be quiet…” she whimpered.

Minho brought a hand up and covered her mouth, forcing it closed so nothing but the tiniest protests escaped.

Then he fucked her how she’d wanted him to. Fast. She pulled her legs as wide as they would go. She rubbed her clit with the vibrator as hard as she could. She felt her body begin to shake involuntarily. She couldn’t tell Minho she was about to come, but the look in his eyes told her he knew she was on the verge.

And then she was coming. It was a long, drawn out orgasm. One that was still going as she felt Minho reach his climax too. He bit down on his lip to suppress his cry when he released himself into the condom.

It was only then that Aura noticed how sweaty and flushed Minho was. She probably looked fucked too. They both closed their eyes for a moment in the hopes that when they opened them again they’d look presentable. They didn’t.

“You’re fucking crazy, Minho. Who the fuck are you?” She said after she’d attempted to make herself decent and leaving his office to get back to work.

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A knock on the recording room door a week later brought Aura out of her focus. It was after hours again, and Aura was just finished recording an episode for her podcast.

She looked up to find MInho standing in the door with two coffees, smiling.

It was becoming a bit of a routine for them actually. He appeared to work back often, and on evenings she wanted to record, she’d find that he would come and visit her when she’d finished.

“Just checking if you’re finished? Or I can come back?” He said.

Aura smiled. “All done with recording, Just finishing up on the laptop now. Come. Sit.” She gestured to the chair across from her.

He sat down and swiveled the chair around playfully, grinning. Aura eyed him suspiciously.

“What’s gotten into you Mister Lee Minho?” She smiled.

“I’ve got something to show you.” He pulled his phone out of his pocket, poking his tongue out of the corner of his mouth in concentration as he scrolled. “Okay, you ready?” He asked and he stood up, plopping the phone on the table and pressing ‘play’. The chorus of Exo’s Love Shot started to play and Minho began to actually dance the choreography.

Aura’s hands flew up to her mouth as she let out a squeal, and her eyes widened. Holy shit! Once she got over the fact that he’d taken the time to learn and practice, she realised the man could move. His rhythm was on point, his facial expressions sexy, his ass enticing, and his body rolls were out of this world. How could the man have such control over every muscle of his body? How could he move so fluidly? How could he be so sexy and cute at the same time?

Aura giggled breaking Minho’s concentration. He stopped dancing and turned the song off. He sat back down seemingly embarrassed.

“Minho! Fuck you're an amazing dancer. No wonder you’ve been teasing me about my dancing. God, I must’ve looked fucking terrible?” She shook her head remembering back to how she over exaggerated her moves.

“Nah, you were cute.”

Aura poked her tongue out at him. She hadn’t wanted to look cute.

“Anyway, I think I’m finished. Let’s pack up and maybe we can- “ Aura stopped short when she saw Minho stand back up and make his way over to her side of the podcasting desk and come up behind her.

He wrapped his arms around her in a hug, pressing his body against hers making her swoon, and she leaned her head back into his shoulder, exposing the long column of her neck. Minho attacked it immediately, sucking her pulse and nibbling the skin. Aura exhaled, softening into his body, her legs quickly becoming jelly. His hands moved from her waist, one to her breast, the other on her neck.

“I’ve been thinking about you all day, kitten.” He hummed. “What about you?” He bit her neck. “Have you been thinking about me? Thinking about me touching you like this?” Minho unbuttoned her blouse skillfully with one hand, immediately slipping his hand inside and touching her skin. Her entire body was buzzing under his touch. His fingers found the edge of her bra and he yanked it down to expose her breast. Aura exhaled sharply. Being exposed felt thrilling.

“Yes. Minho, I have.” She sighed. She’d been thinking about all fucking day in fact.

Minho released her neck and with one hand rolling her nipple between his fingers, the other came to rest at the back of her skirt where her zipper started. Aura held her breath as Minho unzipped her skirt and pulled it down over her hips, letting it drop to the floor.

“Fuck!” Minho dropped to his knees behind her. He slapped her on the ass a few times, the sound resounding through the room. “Grrr… I fucking love your ass.” He growled. He spread her cheeks and pulled her very tiny panties to the side so he could run a finger along her lips. Aura’s hands slammed down on the desk in front of her to steady herself as Minho’s tongue found her asshole and his fingers rubbed figure eights on her clit.

“Jesus, Minho! That feels so good.” She moaned and pushed her hips down to increase the pressure. How could this man make her feel this good?

Aura couldn’t take it any longer. Her pussy ached to be filled. “Minho… Sir. I need you to fuck me already.” She’d been waiting all day for this.

Minho lifted his head and chuckled at how Aura was falling apart. His fingers moved to the opening of her vagina where he pushed three fingers inside of her. The sudden, forceful stretch made Aura cry out and then melt around his digits.

Minho stood up behind her and wrapped his fingers around her ponytail, pushing her to bend further over the desk. Her head hit the microphone causing it to swing out of the way. Minho kept fucking her with his fingers. His fast, relentless fingers dug into her at the most perfect angle.

“Listen to how much your pussy loves this.” He said referring to the wet sounds coming from her vagina.

“I…I…need more, Minho. I need your cock.” She reached around and removed his fingers from inside of her and turned around to face him. With her best porno face, she opened her mouth and sucked all three of his glistening fingers at once. She took them in as deep as she could, sucking and moaning like she needed this or she’d simply die.

Minho sighed softly as he watched her with playful eyes. He slowly removed his fingers from her mouth and rested his hand on her jaw. The gesture was soft and tender. Minho would sometimes share this side of himself, Aura had come to learn. Sometimes when they found themselves alone, he’d smile at her knowingly and steal a soft kiss. If he was lucky he’d have a chance to grope her tits cheekily. He’d gaze hopefully into her eyes like she’d disappear if he blinked.

That’s how Minho was looking at her now. Like she was precious. Like she was needed. Like nothing else in the world mattered.

But then his mouth turned into a smirk. So he’d decided how he wanted to take her, then? Aura had come to learn that look too. The one where she knew he was thinking through the various ways he could fuck her, and the exact moment when he came to a decision.

“What’s that face, Minho? Trying to decide if you want to look into my eyes while you fuck my brains out, huh?”

“I wanna make love to you in a bed, Aura.” He said softly. That was not what she expected to hear. It went straight to her heart.

“Well, we can make that happen. You know that right?” Actually, Aura didn’t really know why they hadn’t gone home with each other yet. So far everything had taken place there at the office.

“I’d really like that, kitten.” He stroked her cheek and kissed her. “But right now you need my cock, isn’t that right?” Another kiss, this time biting her lip as he pulled away. His fingers finding her clit again.

Aura rolled her head back “Mmm… I do.” She moaned.

The energy shifted and things moved quickly then. Minho’s hands reached around to grab her ass and lifted her up to sit her on the desk. He pushed the recording equipment to the side to make room and swiftly unbuckled his belt. Aura reached out to help Minho free his cock. She wanted to taste it, but instead he pushed her legs open to nestle his hips between them, snaking an arm around Aura’s waist and pulling her close for a ravenous kiss. They were both panting with need, desperate to be connected.

“Wait, Aura… condom.” He puffed and pulled away to search his pockets. “Fuck!” he growled when he couldn’t find one. “I fucking swear I-”

“Fuck me anyway.” Aura looked at him with hungry eyes.

Minho blinked at her. “You sure it’s okay?” Aura could tell he wanted to but there was hesitation in his eyes.

“I promise it’s okay. I wanna feel you properly.”

Minho came back in close, taking hold of her again, kissing her sweetly and carefully. “I wanna feel you too, kitten. I wanna feel my bare cock slide through your cunt. Nothing in the way.”

Just the thought of Minho inside of her without any barriers made her wetter than ever. He guided the tip of his cock to her pussy and slid it up and down through her lips, paying extra attention to rubbing it against her clit. Aura needed him to fucking hurry up. They both looked down and watched as his cock began to penetrate her. Aura let out a gasp and Minho groaned long and low as they watched his cock disappear inside of her.

Once all the way inside, Minho paused for a moment. He swallowed hard trying to compose himself. “Fuck I don’t think I can last long… this is too fucking good.”

“Then just fuck me quick, cos I’m not going to last either.”

Minho chuckled at how pathetic and needy they seemed. “Okay, sweetheart, you asked for it.” He growled. He pulled her so she was closer to the edge of the desk and started to rail into her. She wrapped her arms and legs around him so she wouldn’t slip backwards from the force of his thrusts.

“Oh… yes… fuck… Oh God… like that…” the words were jolted out of her. “Does…my…pussy feel…good…Minho?”

“Fuck…grr…Aura…you feel so…fucking…grr…perfect.” He dug his fingers into her thigh, his other hand tugged at her hair. His lips attacked as much of her exposed skin as they could. Aura felt completely overtaken by Minho. She loved being the source of his pleasure. It felt good to the be one he needed for his release.

“You like me fucking you on a desk at work, huh?”

Her whole body was melting under his touch. She couldn’t distinguish one part of her body from another. Her entire being was buzzing with warmth. Her mind stopped working. All thoughts gone. Her only focus was the building tension inside of her. She hid her face in Minho’s shoulder, pulling him as close as she could. “I’m gonna come…” she whispered.

“Yes… grrr… Come for me, kitten…I can’t hold back any longer.”

“Come in me.” She pulled her head back to lock eyes with Minho, silently begging him to stay inside her. His eyes lost focus and his hips stuttered. It was enough to bring Aura to orgasm. Waves upon waves of release washed over her. At the same time Minho’s face scrunched up and his eyes squeezed tight and she could feel his hot release pulsing inside of her.

Minho remained inside her for a few minutes while they smiled and kissed each other. “If I pull out the cum is going to drip out.” He stated. Aura giggled. “Well that is what happens. Are you scared we’ll stain the carpet?” She raised an eyebrow. Minho kissed her forehead. “I kind of like it being in there.”

“Oh Minho, you’re such a nerd.” She teased.

“Ha!” he yelled defensively and pulled his softened cock out her harshly.

“Well, you’ll just have to keep on doing it so I’m filled up constantly.” She stated while she straightened her clothes.

“You’re that addicted to my cock huh?” he looked her up and down like she was some sort of sex fiend. “Hey?” His voice turned sincere. Aura looked up at him as she did the last of her buttons up. “I want to take you on a date. A proper one.”

Aura was caught by surprise. A date? She didn’t know how much she had wanted him to say something like that. She’d squashed the idea of Minho wanting something more than office sex out of her mind. She’d pretended she didn’t care. Did Minho really want more too?

“The silence doesn’t sound promising.” Said Minho.

“I…Would really like that.” She replied quietly.

Read Part 6 Here

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Authors note: Things are going to take a bit of a turn for the next while. We get more Han. You might hate me, but I promise things will get better.

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@2chopsticks2eyes @lyramundana @channieandhisgoonsquad sorry in advance for the next chapter.

#skz fanfic #skz smut #minho x oc #lee know x oc #lee know smut #minsung smut

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kpopandmusicpassion · 1 year

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Noona!" Felix whined blushing.

"Like you four didn't gush to Shotaro and I how amazing Binnie, Channie, Sungie, and Minnie are." She snorted before turning back to the Alphas. "Oh, and if you Alphas hurt them even accidentally I will kick your ass from here to the moon. Maybe that would knock some sense into those stupid Alpha brains of yours." They growled only to hear cackling as TXT was approaching.

"You haven't changed a bit, noona." Taehyun grinned as Soobin and Hyuka attacked Via and Taro with hugs. They just laughed as a larger group of all male pack approached.

"What's going on?" A beautiful male omega with purple hair asked.

"Oh, hi Taeyong hyung! These are my cousins Vivianne call her Via and her little brother Shotaro!" Felix answered. Via smiled at them happily as some of the hybrids were staring at Shotaro who was shyly looking away. The omega, Taeyong, and his four mates were awestruck by how gorgeous the human girl is. She happily called the young clouded leopard her little brother and the calico cat her cousin. They wanted her to be their mate. They habe never felt anything for a human other than fleeting attraction nothing more. Ever. She caught some of the boys staring at Shotaro.

Does my little brother have admirers?" She asked walking up to the boys causing them to stutter and blush. She giggled. "If you're interested in him prove you can be what he needs. I see no reason to give the big sister speech since you know what will happen if you hurt my baby. He's been with my family and I since he was 2 and I was 4. I will always protect him. So if you want him prove to us how good you are show me how you can and will protect my baby. Got it?" The younger ones whimpered. She hugged them tighly. "I'm not trying to scare you. I just want you to know how much I love him and how far I'd go to protect him. I want someone to love him enough to start a war to get him back."

They hugged back lightly scenting her making her giggle some more.

"Looks like you have some admirers too, noona." One said.

What?" She asked before they turned her towards Taeyong and his mates. She blushed. "No way."

"They have been staring at you since Felix introduced you!" Another giggled. She pinched the top of the puppy's ear. He yelped before pouting at her."Noona!" he whined. "Mark! Taeyong! Yuta! Johnny! Jaehyun! One of you ask her out already!"

They looked surprised before a handsome pink haired Alpha approached.

"Via, was it? My mates and I would like to take you on a date. I'm Jaehyun by the way." He said with a genuine smile. Taeyong and the others approached them.

"Haechan wasn't wrong when he said we've been watching you since Felix introduced us. We've never met anyone like you. You don't think we're disgusting or below you. You aren't rude to us. You take pride in calling Felix your cousin and Shotaro your little brother. You even threatened the Dreamies to protect and prove themselves worthy of Shotaro." Taeyong explained.

"Yeah. You are amazing, dude." The long haired Omega said.

She gave him a small smile. "Thanks, dude."

"Oh, yeah. She says dude a lot. She grew up watching Ninja Turtles and Scooby Doo. They influenced her language greatly. She also tends to use words from older generations and some from our time or well her time."

She went up to Felix and smacked him. "Behave. And don't go telling them all my secrets!"

" What kind of secrets do you mean?" Yeonjun asked, mischievously.

"Like your obsession with M Lee, TY Track, RM, Agust D, & J-Hope?" Beomgyu said grinning. She glared at him.

"Wait, TY Track? Do you listen to NeoCity?" The long haired blonde Alpha asked.

"Obviously. NeoCity and Behind the Scene are my favorites not to mention 3racha. Speaking of Yongbok! How dare you not tell me you were not only in a pack with 3racha but mated to SpearB!" She glared at the calico.

"How did you know?" Chan asked.

"We never show our faces!" Han said.

"If you don't want fans to recognize you try disguising your voices whenever you're on a radio show or any sort of interview. Plus even though Changbin doesn't say Felix's name outright I could tell the mate he speaks so fondly of was my cousin. I also learned a lot about Chan, Innie, Lee Know, and Han while chatting on the phone video calls and texting. So yeah I know."

All the hybrids looked at her in awe amazed at her observation skills and attention to detail.

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yoonlattesworld · 1 year

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Yoongi as your cold arranged husband

His little family-MYG

A/n:hello~ thanks for waiting~ i didn't mean for it to be so long~

Synopsis: Min yoongi seemed cold and reserved on the outside. Maybe he is. But you got to see a completely new side of him when his sister insulted you.

Genre/warning: husband yoongi, arranged marriage au,single dad yoongi, bitchy sister, cold yoongi, protective yoongi, emotional yoongi,angst, fluff,sick oc,a little mature,not me naming every bitch in my stories yoona 😆

Imo* korean for aunt

Ceo single dad yoongi x reader

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Author's pov

Another sneeze was heard in the house following with the sound of nose blowing along with a small cough. You sniffled leaning back against the couch with a soft groan, feeling your head pounding. Why in the world is the pain killer not kicking? You shivered, laying your tired and sore body on the couch and closed your eyes. But soon a small hand on your cheek caused the slumber which almost came, to break and you opened your heavy eyes.

"Momma are you sick?" You smiled softly at the small voice, staring at the 4 year old boy fondly as he looked at you worriedly with a small pout on his lips. You raised your heavy hand to caress his chubby cheek, opening your mouth to speak but another cough interrupted you and you pressed a hand on your lips so you wouldn't infect the little boy whose eyes widened, seeing his momma so sick "mina! Momma needs more water!" Before you could stop him, another pair of small legs ran towards you both and an equally concerned little girl came in your view.

You thanked her quietly before taking the glass with a shaky hand and took a sip with a small sigh. You fell on the couch again as minsung took the glass from your hand and you looked at the twins with a tired smile "thank you so much baby" you managed to whisper, your smile widening slightly when mina smiled proudly, happy that she could help her mom. You closed your eyes again as minsung took to rubbing your hair softly with his small hand and another shiver racked your body.

Your eyes were closed but you could hear the twins shuffling back as another pair of footsteps were heard. And soon, you felt another blanket draping over you causing you to sigh as the warmth enveloped your body. His hand pressed against your arm as he pulled the blanket over your form tighter and his cologne hit your nose as he leaned down to press the back of his hand on your forehead. "The fever still hasn't gone down" he mumbled deeply, sighing and a warmth spread in your cold body when you felt him rubbing your head just like his son did a few minutes ago.

You opened your eyes, looking at him hazily, only to be met with his concerned eyes which were usually void of any emotion. "I'm fine" you croaked out, trying to sit up but he stopped you with a firm hand on your shoulder and made you lay down again "no you're not. Just rest today. Mom had told me she made chicken soup for you. I'm going to pick it up along with some medicine" he mumbled tucking your hair behind your ear, frowning when you coughed again. Before you could say anything, he placed a hand on your back and supported you up with one hand and make you drink some water with another. After placing the glass on the table he layed you down and covered you with the blanket when you finally managed to whisper "you don't need to go all the way there yoongi... I'll be fine after some rest" he shushed you, patting your head in hopes of lulling you back to sleep and it was working because you could feel your eyes getting heavier by the second. Maybe it was your imagination but you felt soft lips pressing on your forehead and his deep voice murmured "don't worry about anything and just take care of yourself doll. I'll be back soon" you were almost asleep as you heard distant voices "be good and let momma rest while I'm gone okay? I'll pick up some chocolates for you both" "Yes dadda!" Two voices whisper yelled before you heard the front door opening and closing.

By the time you were in dreamland, yoongi was sitting in his car. Mentally sighing in relief to see you finally getting some sleep. It's rare for you to get sick. You're always running around, taking care of him and his kids. Always so energetic and bubbly. So waking up to you at 2 in the morning coughing to the point that you almost threw up, sent him into a frenzy. Almost the whole night he was up with you. Because you were falling in and out of light sleep, and had fever the whole night. He got barely 3 hours of sleep because of how worried he was. New for him.

Min yoongi doesn't get worried unless it comes to his kids. As the morning came, your fever did went down slightly. So you had forced him to go to work because he had a very important meeting. But halfway through his office, he took a u turn and came back home. He was glad he did because he found you curled up on the couch, shivering. It was also new that he canceled the very important meeting without a second thought.

Sighing tiredly he started the car, pulling out of the driveway. For some reason he couldn't stand seeing you suffering so much. For some reason it hurt his heart to see you whimpering in your sleep. It's been what 4 years since he felt these kind of emotions. He closed off after divorcing the mother of his kids. He scoffed at the thought. She doesn't even deserve to be called their mom.

When you met him for the first time, he was a father of two four months old babies. You still remember how cold he looked when you both met for the first time. Over time you learned that he wasn't always like this. He used to be warm,happy, cheerful. But she broke him. He found out 2 years into marriage and that all that time, he was nothing to her. At the age of 25 he divorced his wife who had been embezzling his funds. Cheating on him, also planning on taking his assets along with his newborns. He was so fucking in love with her. It broke him bad. So bad that he never saw you as his wife. Just as the mother of his twins. At the age of 23 you became a mother of two 4 months old babies. He won full custody of his children. Of course he did. No way in hell was he gonna let anyone take his kids away from him. But it was so fucking hard to take care of two babies alone after getting broken both emotionally and mentally. Only he knows how he managed to do it for 4 months. He never said anything. But he was so thankful that you came in their lives. Like a goddamn angel. You treated his kids as your own. You treated him as your husband even when he didn't even look at you once after coming home every day.

Eventually he warmed up to you. He never thought he would. He thought this since the day he came to know that his parents were setting him up with someone because they knew he couldn't manage everything alone with work and two newborns. You don't know what you both were. On the paper you were husband and wife. He cared for you in his own way. Not openly but silently. Maybe you were just the mother of his kids.Even after the kiss you both shared just a few days ago. Even after how softly he had cupped your face in one hand with the other one wrapping around your waist just as softly. You never said anything because he was drunk and you thought it didn't mean anything to him. He never said anything because you completely avoided that topic. Both of you don't know what you mean to each other. You're just grateful to be the mom of these two little angels who you've come to love more than anything in this world.

You were woken up from the sound of rapid knocking on the door. It took you a few minutes to get up. You rarely got sick. But when you did, it was like a near dead experience. "Momma should we check the door?" Mina said, hugging your legs as you placed a hand on the couch to support yourself and nodded "go on baby" you whispered slowly walking behind the twins who ran towards the door. A small gasp caused your eyebrows to furrow and you worriedly walked faster, as minsung and mina ran towards you, hiding behind your legs "it's imo" minsung whispered and your eyes widened slightly. What a day for her to pay visit. You cleared your throat, trying to fix your hair as yoongi's sister walked in the living. "Yoona" you smiled slightly, placing a hand on mina's head who hugged you tighter at the sight of her aunt's menacing smile.

You felt yourself shrinking under her gaze as she eyed you up and down with disgust clear on her face "do you always stay like this? You look like you haven't showered since days" she tched causing you to sigh slightly "I'm sick yoona. That's why i look like this. And i should have cleaned up if i knew you were coming" she rolled her eyes as you said ''come sit. Can i get you something?" She scrunched her face when you sneezed and shaked her head "I'd leave rather leave than getting your infection. Besides i didn't come here to sit" you looked at her confused, "did you need something? Yoongi's not home right now" she waved a perfectly manicured hand, with a smug smile on her face "i don't need anything from him. I'm here to pick up the kids. They're coming with me" now you were even more confused and even a little alert because she never had any close enough relation with the twins to take them out "what do you mean?"

Her smirk only got wider caused your throat to tighten with worry and you felt your heart drop when she said "leena misses her children. I'm here to pick them up and they're gonna spend the day with her-" "no" she looked at you surprised as you cut her off strenly. You gulped, taking a shaky breath and pushed the twins behind you as she scoffed "no? I wasn't here for your permission y/n. She is their mom and she certainly doesn't need your permission to see her kids." You folded your hand across your chest, shaking your head "just giving birth doesn't make her their mom,yoona." She clenched her jaw, snarling "you don't have any right to stop me y/n. Besides who are you to tell me what to do? Did you start thinking that you're yoongi's wife? No y/n you're just leena's replacement. My brother will never love you like he loved leena"

You know that.

But it still hurts like hell. And yeah if you didn't get the idea then let me tell you. Min yoona hates you. Why? You'll never know. Maybe because even after how much leena had hurt her brother, she was still bestfriends with her brother's ex wife. Feeling your heart clenching painfully you tried to ignore her words no matter how much true they were and cleared your throat as you heard a small whimper. You need to stay strong for your babies.

Taking a deep breath you uttered, hoping the small crack in your voice would go unnoticed "even if that's true, you still need yoongi's permission before taking them anywhere near her. If you're so keen on taking the twins to meet her, then wait for him. He'll be back soon." You could feel her anger increasing by the way she clenched her hand, looking at you with so much anger and disgust in her eyes "he's my brother you bitch. I don't need anyone's permission to take my niece and nephew out. You don't have any right-" "what right i have doesn't matter yoona. All i know is that she needs yoongi's permission if she wants to meet the twins. Technically mine too because legally i'm his wife and it makes me their mom. And trust me. I won't let you touch them until he is home" you could feel your heart pounding as you placed a hand on the table beside you, feeling a rush of dizziness "momma?" Minsung and mina whimpered, holding your hand tightly causing you to force a smile, whispering "momma's fine. Don't worry "

You gasped flinching and holding the twin's hands tightly when yoona grabbed a vase and threw it on the floor. You watched it shatter in small pieces before looking at her with wide eyes, as she walked towards you,whimpering softly when she grabbed your chin roughly "who the fuck do you think you are?! You're not their mom! How dare you-" a loud thump caught your attention, and the gasp that came from yoona was nothing but fearful as she took a step back seeing her brother, yoongi standing at the door step with a blank face. But anyone could see the pure rage in his eyes. By his feet, a bag full of some chocolates and medicine was lying along with the soup which was spilled on the floor. He looked at you once, and you watched his anger unfurl as he noticed the tears on your face. You didn't even noticed you were crying "y-yoongi-" she uttered "how dare you"

You looked at him with wide eyes, his jaw was clenched and his eyes were dark with anger but his voice was eerily calm as he walked towards you both "b-brother i was just-" "how dare you say that she isn't their mom" yoona's face was pale as she took a step back, only for yoongi to take a step towards her. "How dare you try to hurt my wife" he growled, you could see his hand shaking in anger as he spoke. But your attention was soon diverted when you heard small cries. Turning around you saw the twins hugging each other and your own eyes welled up with fresh tears. Crouching down, you shushed them whispering "everything's okay baby. Go to your room okay? I'll be there soon" they nodded, with mina whispering "come back soon please" you nodded kissing their head and watched and they ran upstairs. Once you heard the door closing you looked at yoongi, gasping when he gripped yoona's elbow causing her to whimper in pain "y-yoongi stop" you rushed towards him, holding his arm but he yanked it off and pushed you back gently "you knew i wasn't home didn't you? That's why you came to take the kids" he growled, squeezing her arm tightly "argh- n-no yoongi i just t-thought that maybe they wanted to see their mom-" he chuckled darkly, snarling "fucks sake yoona. Trust me. They don't want to be anywhere near her. Because they only have one mom. And That is y/n. That bitch is nothing to them-Y/n stay back!" He yelled looking at you for a moment when you tried to hold his arm again. His eyes softened and he looked down, taking a deep breath when he saw you flinch and take a step back. "Please stay back. I don't want to hurt you" he whispered, his jaw clenching when you shook your head stubbornly "please calm down" you begged, gently holding his forearm with soft hands. He felt himself calming as your body pressed against him.It was your first time seeing him like this. Usually he would go on a walk to cool down . So although you felt a little scared, you didn't want him to do something he'll regret later.

He looked at his sister one last time with dark eyes mumbling "if you want to stick to that money grubbing bitch then do it. But don't you dare come anywhere near my family unless you both want to be six feet in the ground alive" he let her hand go roughly,causing her to stumble back and she looked at you one last time with her jaw clenched before rushing out of the house and slamming the door shut behind.

You watched him unsurely as he looked down with his eyes clenched shut, breathing heavily as he tried to calm himself. You could still see his hands shaking and that's what made you whisper "y-yoongi?" A gasp left your lips when he looked at you, and you saw the shine in his eyes. And without anything further, you walked towards him with shaky legs and took him in your arms, your bottom lip trembling when he wrapped his strong arms around your waist tightly, burying his face in your neck. You felt your skin getting wet as he cried silently mumbling "I-I'm so fucking sorry doll" you kissed his cheek as his arms around you tighten "I'm so sorry i shouldn't have left you alone i-" you shushed him softly as soft sobs started racking his body. Your heart hurt, seeing the usually cold man, who pretends to be so strong breaking down in front of you "it's okay yoongi. Everything is okay" you whispered trying to hold him as tight as possible with your weak limbs.

He sniffled shaking his head and leaned his forehead against yours "it's not fucking okay y/n. I-i would have never done this without you. I don't know what would have happened if you didn't come in our lives. I don't know how i would have raised them without you. It was so fucking hard-" he choked up,wiping your tears softly, his jaw clenching when you whimpered softly "I'm here yoongi. I'm not going anywhere " he took a shaky breath, placing a soft kiss on your forehead "we wouldn't have done this without you angel. Hearing her say that you aren't their mom just-it made me feel violent. I would have fucking killed her. You're my family doll" you smiled softly, rubbing his cheek as you whispered "you're my family too yoongi. The three of you are my family and I'm so glad for that-" your sentence was cut short when you felt soft lips pressing against your slightly chapped ones. You looked at him with wide eyes when he pulled back, only managing to say "you aren't drunk" causing him to chuckle deeply and he went to kiss you again but stopped when you pressed your palm on his lips mumbling "you'll get sick too" you felt him kissing your palm before he delicately held your wrist ,mumbling "do i look like i give a fuck" before pulling you into a kiss again.

His arm around your waist tightened when you kissed him back, your eyes fluttering shut as he deepened the kiss, holding the back of your head. Your hands rested on his chest, gripping his suit jacket as he kissed you passionately. He bite your bottom lip gently causing you to gasp and he took it as an opportunity to explore your mouth with his tongue. You whimpered softly when his tongue caressed your own, a sound that had him pull you flush against him. Your knees buckled and his arms around you tightened as your lips moved against each other smoothly,with small grunts leaving his lips.

After a few seconds he pulled back breathing heavily and leaned his forehead against yours, grunting "you're lucky you're sick" your cheeks warmed at that as you panted with your eyes closed, feeling him pull back slightly "why is your face so red? It's warm too, you still have fever..is it because of yoona? Did she hurt you-" you giggled softly at his concerned face as he continued inspecting you causing you to cup his face and mumble "I'm fine yoongi, but.." he raised an eyebrow, looking at you with soft eyes "but?" "What would you have done if i wasn't sick?" A smirk pulled up on his lips as you avoided his eyes. Your eyes widened when his hand went down amd squeezed your butt tightly,his voice dropping even more as he leaned down and mumbled against your ear "then you won't be able to use these pretty legs any time soon doll. Because I'll fuck you so hard you'll be dripping with my cum for days" and placed a wet kiss under your ear lobe causing a shiver to run down your spin.

Your face felt like it was on fire as you slapped his chest with a small whine "don't make these noises unless you don't want to walk tomorrow " you gasped at his smirk, hiding your face in his chest "where did my old yoongi go?" He chuckled fondly and kissed your head "I'm sure you'll like this yoongi better,doll" you smiled softly, kissing his jaw with a small whisper "i sure do" you squealed when he suddenly picked you up causing you to wrap your arms around his neck. You rested your head on his broad shoulder as he started walking towards your kid's bedroom "y/n?" You hummed smiling when he kissed your head again "even though i was drunk i still remembered it the next day. It didn't mean nothing " you smiled softly,snuggling in his chest "I'm glad"

"Momma! Dadda!" The twins yelled simultaneously giggling when yoongi pretended to throw you on mina's bed causing you to squeal because he did threw you just very gently. The rough throwing can wait until you're well. "Hey my babies" you cooed when both 4 years old jumped on the bed and snuggled in your chest "momma i hate imo. She hurt you" minsung said with a pout and just you were about to say something, yoongi rubbed his son's head, mumbling "don't worry bud. She won't ever get to hurt momma or you both again" "promise? " asked mina extending her pinky finger causing him to chuckle as he wrapped his nimble finger around her small one "promise, baby" you watched with a smile as she ran back in your arms and yoongi also joined you three. He sat behind you,causing you to lean against his chest while the twins snuggled into you. As the twins were chattering, he pulled the blanket and wrapped it around the three of you,holding you all just a little tighter.

Well, atleast today he came to know that he's willing to kill anyone when it comes to his little family. Even if it's his own sister.

He listened to you three giggling in your own world,kissing your head fondly. No one of you noticed how you four squeezed in mina's small bed. Oh well, it doesn't matter. All that matters is that he's here on this tiny bed with his whole world in his arms.

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chrizzlaptop · 9 months

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STAR BOY⋆⭒˚｡⋆.𖥔 ݁ ˖

pairing: Bang Chan x fem!OC

summary: Party's, Exams, Gigs, Assignments, Castings- that's how the world looks for Chris Bahng and Bekka Cho. The last university year is already a hustle, but with their upcoming projects and the increasing popularity the two, also known as part of the school royalty, try to maneuver around each other. Because, also they are both popular, they can't stand each other. Or so they think.

Bekka realizes prejudice is something ugly, and Chris might be just as broken as her.

genre: university!Au, enemies(?) to lovers

warnings: 3RACHA are already very popular/think about dropping out to chase their dreams, drugs, drinking, smoking, mention of sex/one-night-stands/sleeping around, OC is kinda forced to act mean? But isn't mean? Idk... you'll read it, jealousy, not so nice Chan(kinda bad boy?), misunderstandings, (Minsung- don't punch me!) tba...

!Other warnings will be stated before specific chapters as to not spoil too early!

MASTERLIST⋆⭒˚｡⋆.𖥔 ݁ ˖

CHAP 1 ⟡ I killed a pigeon

CHAP 2 ⟡ The Drama club chose me (again)

CHAP 3 ⟡ King Ji has arrived, move peasants

CHAP 4 ⟡ I'm the sweetest girl in town, so why

are you so mean?

tba...

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lyramundana · 8 months

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@skzms based on the story I have in mind + that Rebel Virus I dreamed about

Something was off with these people.

Vivi was of the belief that 50% of the image idols showed on tv was either an exageration of reality or completely fake. And after sharing space with them for months and seeing them from a personal perspective, it was confirmed. Well, it should be obvious even without seeing them in person, that none of them were totally transparent with the public. None.

It was only when the cameras were turned off that they were allowed to be themselves. To speak to whoever they wanted to, to drink, to party like normal people. Only when they were hidden from the public eyes. Always in secret, always keeping the flawless persona that people expected, demanded from them. The minimal break in their masks could mean disaster for their entire careers. Vivi understood it, she found it stupid, but who was she to fight a cultured followed by a whole country?

So not even she could supress her utter shock and confusion when, out of nowhere, the same idols she knew for being little perfect angels started to do shit out of the non-written script. At first it wasn't that obvious, just some mishaps that everyone interpreted as mistakes. Getting caught partying on a night club with friends, openly flirting with fans beyond what was socially accepted by their parasocial partners, dressing in certain ways, etc. Vivi didn't think much about it, just felt they were being sloppy out of exhaustion.

But then it grew, and more idols began to follow that line. There were scandals, big ones. Secret parties without the staff's permission, being drunk in public, photos of them going into love hotels with different people, uploading songs with explicit lyrics that couldn't be excused and openly talking about inapropiate topics. The companies couldn't control them, the fans' attempts of sabotage were useless. In fact, it all seemed to just motivate them. Pushing them to do worse.

And this is how she ended up right here, in the patio of an expensive night club, with loud pop music blasting from the huge speakers, neon-lights sparkling in her eyes and breathing the cold air of Seoul. They wanted to celebrate the sucess of the show and reward everyone's hard work in it, so Vivi and her crew were obviously invited to the party. She was currently sitting on a wide, comfortable sofa, all by herself, watching the people get shit-faced and scream lyrics with all their passion with a glass on her hand. She had been with them minutes ago, dancing and singing the lyrics she knew with her friends, until her feet screamed for relief and her throat for some hydration. It only took her a sip to recover her energy, so she should have gona back to the group already. Vivi wasn't Vivi if she wasn't in the centre of a dancefloor, getting lost in the music and filling her throat with delicious alcohol until the couldn't remember her own name. But there she was, sitting alone pathetically in a corner long after her supposed five minutes break. Why? She didn't even feel tired yet. Why didn't she just move and joined the fun?

"Because of them", her annoying sub-conscious suplied.

Oh right. Them.

She turned her head to the club's second floor, a huge balcony that was the VIP zone. All idols were reunited there and having their own fun inside the local. The staff in charge of organizing the party rented the whole stablishment only for their celebrities, giving them an entire separate space from the regular people. Vivi would've though it was a snobby gesture, but considering the recent scandalous behaviour the idols displayed, it was probable that the staff just wanted to ensure they didn't pull anything with citizens.

The only connection the VIP zone had with the outdoor party was that balcony, the same one where Vivi saw certain couple hanging out when she was about to return. They were lost in their converstation, but throwing casual glances to the dancefloor to where she was headed, and Vivi's body turned back by instinct. Last thing she wanted was having eye contact with them and have her night ruined by the awkwardness.

Things hadn't been the same since that stupid game of truth or dare, and she spent this last week avoiding them like the plague. Keeping the texts short, hiding when they were walking down the same hallway and doing all kind of things to not face them. Was incredibly childish from her part? Absolutely, and she wasn't proud of it. She was never the type to run away from her problems, always choosing to handle them quickly before they grew into much bigger burdens.

But was this even a problem? She didn't know anymore. And how could she handle something she didn't know? Things with them were so weird, like nothing she ever felt before. They always managed to keep her on her toes.

She liked it as much as she dreaded it. Because with them, she felt like losing control. She felt like being vulnerable. And that just couldn't be.

She took another sip from her glass, hoping it'll help her body feel warmer. Another thing she didn't like about this country: The weather. She was a southern spanish girl with australian roots. Cold was practically a foreign concept to her.

Well, maybe it didn't help she was wearing a short dress with her shoulders exposed but c'mon, it was a party. She wasn't going to dress up all covered like a nun. Sometimes, being gorgeous meant suffering a bit.

-I can't believe it. You're sitting here alone instead of having fun? The world is ending.

Her mental monologue was cut short with the voice. She turned to see non other than Jake standing there, hands in his pockets and looking down at her with a grin.

- I'm just taking a break before my feet kill me and then I'll go back. Dancing with heels isn't as smooth as it looks, you know?

-Really? You make it seem so easy when you're on stage..

-Yeah, that's kinda the point of it. I have to be graceful and elegant when I'm up there. The public doesn't need to know I don't have any blood circulation down here when I finish.

He let out a breathy chuckle, looking away. Vivi felt this converstation isn't going anywhere, but she can't help the little tick in her heart when she saw him aproaching her with that friendly demeanor, with that small grin that hasn't changed one bit. Hell, coming to Seoul has given her more headaches that she signed up for..

-What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in the VIP zone, with the royalty?

-Jay needed help in the bathroom - he replied shrugging his shoulders.

-Seriously? What kind of help? Another set of hands for..? -she grinned mischeviously.

-Grabbing his hair while he emptied his stomach, you twisted-fuck. - he made a disgusted face and she laughs. - Now really, what are you doing here? It's unnatural of you to not being out there raising chaos.

-I told you, I'm taking a break. Nothing weird, I swear.

He looked at her with a pensive gaze. He didn't believe her, but he wasn't going to pry more. She mentally thanked him.

Suddenly, a wheeze of air hit them and Vivi's body trembled unconsciously. She hugged herself in an attempt to ease the coldness. The boy noticed.

-Here. - he took off his jacket and threw it at her exposed legs. It wasn't very big, but it covered her enough to feel better. She jumped a little in surprise and glanced at the cloth, then at him. -It's warmer inside, so I don't need it. We don't want the star to freeze herself before the finals. - he winked at her, and she didn't even try to supress her smile. -Of course not. I'm not going anywhere without that trophy.

-I know you're not. - he turned away, walking towards the club. -Don't do anything stupid, Vivi. I can only take care of one baby tonight.

-Don't worry, I'll be a good girl -he scoffed loudly. - By the way, Jake, -he stopped, not looking at her- Thank you for coming.

He blinked, and goes back without answering, but she knows better. She smiled to herself and laid back on the sofa, closing her eyes and relaxing, her glass already empty She loved the party life more than anyone, but sometimes it feelt great to just sit down and don't move. She accomodated the jacket to cover more skin. She wasn't looking at it but she knew just by the texture that it costed more than her current apartment.

She crossed her arms, letting the relaxing sound of her friends' happy screams and singing fill her senses. They barely got time to relax since the show started. Maybe this gave them the final push to do their best next week.

Vivi couldn't calculate how much time passed since Jake left, but just as her mind was slipping a little into dreamland, she felt the bland surface of the sofa sinking at her right. She didn't bother to check who it was. The smell of expensive masculine cologne struck her nose.

-Have you forgotten something, Jackie?

-This dress looks good on you.

She stood up so fast that her head pounded at the sudden movement and she almost fell face down on the ground, her eyes wide like those of an owl's.

A firm hand placed against her cleavage avoided the catastrophe.

-Woah, easy there, baby. Did we scare you? - he let out a deep chuckle.

-Well, it seems she was expecting someone else.

She stared at them perplexed, feeling her heart working faster than usual. The couple she had been avoiding since the start of the week and the reason she was sitting here in the first place was right-the fuck-there.

Lee Minho and Han Jisung.

Of course they looked straight out of a fashion photoshoot, even with Jisung's messy hair and his tie undone, and Minho with his smugged make-up and his shirt unbuttoned just enough to show the valley of his chest. Knowing them, there were plenty of things they could've been doing to end up looking like that..

"Stop right the fuck there, horny idiot. We don't want to see where this thought leads. Now it's not the time".

-Hey guys. Shit, I thought..., I didn't hear you coming. - she composed herself quickly, accidentally shaking Jake's jacket off a bit.

Minho glanced at it while Jisung just looked at her. The first was standing on his feet in front of them while the younger was sitting right next to her, with an arm around the backrest.

-Sorry, you just looked so cute like that, all peaceful and relaxed. We didn't want to disturb you. - Jisung let out a chuckle that didn't meet his eyes and smoothly moved closer to her. She felt his fingers reaching out from the backrest and brushed strands of her hair. His eyes shifted to her red locks as he twiddled them mindlessly. -What are you doing here all alone?

Is it so weird seeing someone sitting down and resting?

-I'm a bit tired, but I was about to go back to the party. -she shook her head softly in an attempt to stop the notion of his fingers, but he only grabbed more strands and continued, eyes finally turning to her. -What are you two doing here? You shouldn't be seen with me. People here get wrong ideas very quickly.

-Just wanted to check on you, that's all. - Minho answered this time, staring down at her. -We saw from the balcony and thought to come down and talk a bit.

The balcony? What the fuck? She specifically tried to choose a spot where it would practically impossible for them to see her. They shouldn't have been able to, unless..

Unless they were actively searching for her.

She gulped, feeling nervous all of sudden.

-It's fine, really, I don't need anyone checking on me. Even I need to take breaks from time to time. These week has been crazy. -she felt the jacket slowly falling off her legs and quickly grabbed it, fixing it back to its original position.

She flattened it a bit with her hands, careful of winkles. When she raised her head, she found both boys glaring at the cloth. Uh? Weird.

-I never seen this one before. Is it new? -Jisung asked, eyes fixed there.

Had she been sober, she would've noticed his voice sounded lower than before.

-Oh, this? -she pointed at it. - Nah, it's from Jake. He passed by earlier.

-We know. - Minho interrupted her rather rudely. He and Jisung exchanged a tense look. - But how come do you have his jacket over you?

They sounded deadly serious, almost threatening. However, her fuzzy brain didn't catch on any of it.

-Well, we were chatting and I got cold, so he lend me his jacket right here and then left. It looks cool, doesn't it?. - she wrapped it around herself, smiling.

But they weren't smiling. Quite the opposite, actually. If looks could burn, the jacket would have been reduced to ashes at that moment.

-Take it off -the older boy said.

His tone was so outright demanding not even her half-drunken brain could let it pass this time. It sounded like when he was in his choreographer mode, all dominant and firm.

Vivi was confused, both by the orders and the tone he used. What the fuck was wrong with him?

-What? - she gave him the chance to explain himself. Maybe she understood wrong, maybe she missed some words.

-Take that thing off. Now. -he let out an angry scowl, and Vivi just felt more confused and even annoyed. Just what was going on? Why was he reacting like this?

"You have an idea, but you don't want to think about it", once again, her subconscious intervened when she least needed it.

She looked at Jisung for answers, but the boy had a similar expression as his boyfriend, equally dark.

Tehn, another wheeze came and she hugged herself to shield her body from the sudden coldness. Minho's face softened and Jisung wrapped his arm around her shoulders to pull her against him, sighing.

-Poor baby, you're freezing- he caged her with this arms, and she hated to admit the gesture worked better than the jacket. He looked at her and pulled her bangs off her face, fingers brushing her blushing cheek. His free hand went to secure her waist. - We can't have our baby getting sick, right?

God, she tried to remain strong, she really did, but she couldn't control the funny feeling in her legs whenever Jisung used that honey-laced voice. Everytime she heard it, she felt like melting into a puddle.

Minho sat on her other side, getting worringly close too.

-But darling, if you're that cold, you don't need this -he grabbed the jacket in a tight grip, forming a fist, and took it off her lap on a smooth movement. -You have us.

-What do you..?

She cut herself off as she felt something big and warm falling slowly onto her legs. She turned to see Minho placing it gently, making sure it covered as much skin as possible. Then Jisung releashed her only to take off his own jacket and wrapped it around her naked shoulders, which also needed some warmness. The both smiled lovingly at the sight and caged her body between them. Minho had his face nestled in her neck, drawing circles in her tighs, while Jisung kissed her forehead as he grabbed her again by the waist.

-Let's stay like this for a moment, okay kitten? - Minho mumbled, his hot breath directly against her skin, and she shivered. He pressed his nose on her pulse point, humming. -Mm, you already got some of Sungie's smell on you. I love it.

The mentioned was scratching her nape softly, in slow motions. His lips on her temple as he replied. -Much better then.

Vivi was going through the existencial crisis of her life. She wanted to vomit, scream, giggle, sprint running and faint all at once. She was sure her face matched her hair right now. Her body, that been struggling with the cold minutes earlier, felt suddenly warm enough to fry eggs in it, and she knew it had nothing to do with the two jackets covering her.

"They're always making you feel warm"

Her emotional turmoil was interrupted by the loud ringing of a phone. Jisung groaned and let her go, pulling out his phone and looking at the screen, clicking his tongue. He said something to Minho in korean and the older looked very annoyed, but let her go too. Both of them stood up slowly, fixing their clothes and looking at her.

-We're leaving, they're asking for us. -Minho explained, pulling his bangs back.

Vivi just stared at them with big doe eyes, still processing what the fuck just happened. She grasped the hem of Jisung's jacket hugging her. It felt comfy and smelled just like his cologne. It made her feel funny for some reason.

"You know the reas-" " Shut the fuck up already"

-Okay. - that was the only answer her brain could muster. She blamed it on the alcohol mixed with her tiredness, totally. She turned her head and her eyes fell on Jake's jacket, which had somehow ended on the grass. She reached out to get it..

But Jisung was faster. He went for it so fast that it almost looked like he didn't want her to touch it.

-We'll return it to him, don't worry. -he said with a tight smile. -You can keep ours. They suit you.

Minho nodded, tilting his head at with a cheshire-like smile.

-You look just like you're supposed to.

Vivi blinked in confusion. What did that even mean? Was his english failing him again? That didn't make sense.

They shifted on their feet, glancing at the local and at her, seemingly unsure of what to do next. Eventually, they turned to walk back inside, but Jisung winked at her before going.

Vivi watched then until they dissapeared from her sight. She blinked once, then twice, then thrice. And her mind came to the final, solid conclusion:

What in the seven circles of hell just happened here?

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Meanwhile in the club..

-Dude, please, don't let me do that again. I think I'm dying. -Jay moaned, head dropped against Jake's shoulder.

-You can't die. Cockroaches can last a nuclear bomb. You'll live. -Jake patted him in the head like he'll do with a child.

-Are you calling me a cockroach?

-That'll be insulting for the poor creatures.

Jay huffed, but was too weak to insult him back, resorting to just getting away from him. Jake chuckled at his act and enjoyed the tranquility.

-Hey, Shim -someone called him by his surname -You dropped this.

He had something hit his shoulder softly. It didn't hurt, but the strenght behind the impact surprised him. He took it and realized in shock it was his leather jacket, crumpled into a deformed ball.

It was the one he lend to Vivi earlier. What the..?

He turned around to meet non-other than Han Jisung, from his senior group Stray Kids, looking down at him with a sneer. In the duration of his career, he spoke a total of three times with the guy, and it was only in awards shows to greet each other.

So where the fuck was this sudden agressivity coming from? And what was he doing with his jacket? Did Vivi tell them something weird..?

-Next time I see her wearing it, I'll throw it in the trash. -the older boy gritted his teeth, his tone sending a dangerous warning.

Jake saw the other one, Lee Know, behind the boy. Obviously, because these two always came in a package. His eyes were even more intimidating.

-I just gave it to her because she was cold, mate. That's al-

-Hyung -Minho interrupted with a growl. - Call us anything other than that and I'll personally punch your teeth out, brat.

There's a tense silence between them. Even his members had dropped the converstation and shift nervously at the scene.

Jake glares at the men. He's been suspecting it for a while, but it sounded too absurd in his head. Now this just confirms it all.

-She doesn't deserve what you assholes are doing to her. Stop stringing her along with nonsense and let her do whatever she wants. -he replied with a huff.

Jisung breathed a sarcastic chuckle and walked towards him.

-Now listen here, you son of a b-

-Minho, Han, everything okay?

They all turned to the voice. Christopher Bang was standing there, arms crossed and staring down at his members, hitting his foot against the ground.

Minho clenched his hands into fists, but said nothing, his lips sealed in a tight line. Jisung was breathing heavily, looking like he was about to burst a vein, teeth gritting. None of them answered to their leader, who looked progressively annoyed.

-It was nothing, Chris -Jake intervened, bowing. - We were just discussing something. Nothing else happened.

-Thank you for the input, Jake, but I was asking them. -he pointed his head at the boys, but Jake relented.

-Trust me, they did nothing. They just returned me my jacket, and in return, I was giving them a good advice that I think they should really follow. - both men glared at him again, but he ignored it, going back with his own group, jacket under his arm.

"Jesus, Vivi. What the hell did you get yourself into?"

Extra:

Vivi's friends, watching her come back with two brand jackets that are obviously not hers: What do you have in there?

Vivi, refusing to acknowledge it: A smoothie.

Taglist: @channieandhisgoonsquad @2chopsticks2eyes @queenmea604 @sweetracha

#it was supposed to be a short scenario with just the jealous scene and some tension #but it morphed into all of this #feel free to skip the innecesary world building I pulled at the start and go straigth to the jealousy #i have Vivi's entire background and story developed in my head so I got too carried on #ops #minsung x oc #minsung and vivi #my aus #skz imagine #skz scenario #skz drabble #my writing mode consists in: brain empty no thoughs or pulling out an entire piece out of nowhere #skz x oc #bonus points to whoever guesses Jake and Vivi's relationship #Scented

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