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kangaroosmile · 7 months

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Washing away the bad energy - Jisung

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description: When you come home after work you find a tired Jisung on your sofa who had a very bad day. You offer him to wash all the bad energy away.

pairing: Han Jisung x gnreader

genre: fluff, boyfriend Jisung, gnreader, non-sexual nudity, reader is taking care of Jisung, you help Jisung take a shower

word count: ~1.7 k

trigger warning: nudity (non-sexual), mentioning of food and eating, mental health issues

A/N: If there are any tags or tw you think I should add, please inform me about it ♡ but now enjoy the story.

You can find more of my stories under Stray Kids Masterlist

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When you opened the door to your apartment, the light in your living room was turned on. When you walked further in, you noticed Jisung sitting on your sofa deeply wrapped in your favourite blanket. He was watching a documentary, his eyes focused on your TV. You placed the takeaway on your kitchen table and walked over towards Jisung. When you stopped in front of him he finally seemed to notice you. And you noticed how tired he looked.

"How was your day?", Jisung asked.

"Tiring. How are you?" He kept quiet for a moment, looking towards the tv instead of answering. "You don't need to tell me how you are right now", you whispered, softly playing with his hair. "Just tell me what you need right now." A soft smile appeared on his face as his glance turned back to you. He slowly opened his arms and it just took you a second to drive into his arms. You made yourself comfortable as Jisung wrapped his arms around you tightly. A soft sigh escaped Jisungs lips.

For a few moments you two just listened to the documentary which was still playing on the TV.

"I got us both some takeaway. If you want, we can eat that and then we can do what you want. What do you think?", you asked, while running your hand through his hair.

"What have you bought?", he mumbled against your shoulder, his eyes softly closed.

"Bibimbap and cheesecake."

"Nice!", Jisung said, slowly getting up from your sofa, still wrapped in the big blanket. You got up as well and grabbed the takeaway bag to sit down next to Jisung at your coffee table. You let him open the bag and watched as a wide smile appeared on his lips.

"Thanks for grabbing takeaway", he whispered, shortly leaning in and placing his head on your shoulder.

"When you texted me, asking whether you could stop by after work I knew I just wanted to spoil you a bit." Hearing this, Jisung softly moved his body against you as a whine left his mouth. Laughing at his reaction, you carried his cheeks for a second.

"Let's eat before everything gets cold." Jisung nodded and started to dig in. In silence and with the television in the background you two are. You learned to enjoy this side of your relationship just as much as the cheerful times. After a while Jisung had stopped eating and was now just looking at you. His eyes started to move from you to his hands and back again. "Is there anything I can do for you?" Jisung let out a deep breath.

"I don't want to force myself on you. I… what if you don't want to do what I ask you for but you are doing it anyways?", he ranted, looking everywhere but at you.

"Jisungie", you mumbled, taking his hands in yours. "I know you have these thoughts and I know it's hard to let them go. But I can assure you that I am fine with everything. Otherwise I wouldn't say yes to it", you explained. "And I will tell you this every time you ask." You smiled at him, hoping it was looking encouraging and honest. His glance fell on his hands again.

"I'm sorry that I am like this." Hr whispered.

"There is nothing you need to feel sorry about." He stayed silent and you knew he was thinking about what you had said. Then he softly nodded his head. You were not sure whether he was really believing in what you have said but you would tell him that every time he would need to hear it. "Will you tell me what was on your mind?"

"I wanted to ask whether I could side hug you but then I was unsure because you were still eating and I didn't want to interrupt you", he then explained.

"Oh Sungie", you breathed, softly patting his cheek. "Of course you can do that. And thank you for being honest with me. It really means a lot to me." Jisungs shoulders went down a bit as he exhaled. Without another word Jisung leaned in and hugged you from the side. You placed a short kiss on the top of his head and then finished the rest of your Bibimbap.

"Today was hard", whispered Jisung after a while. "I got up too late which meant I didn't have enough time to prepare for the day." You wrapped your free arm around him and pulled him closer. "Then the yoghurt I wanted to eat had gone bad. And one of the managers said my song is too dark so we can't use it in our next comeback."

"Oh that's a lot in one day", you muttered.

"It was", he said, his voice trembling and his eyes already watery. If possible, you pulled him even closer.

"But you did it. You got through everything and now you are here", you mumbled carrying his back.

"Yes… I did", he replied, his voice still trembling.

"You can be proud of yourself."

"You know what we will do now?", you asked, backing away a bit to look at Jisung. The other looked confused and shook his head. "We will wash all the bad things away. Of course only if you are comfortable with this", you suggested, feeling a bit nervous because it would be something new. You have never seen him completely naked and you didn't know whether Jisung was fine with this or not.

"You would do that for me?", he asked, his eyes wide and his eyebrows high up. As you stood up, you nodded and held your hand out towards him. He took it and let himself be pulled up. Together you walked towards your bath.

"I will get you a new towel and a few clothes you left the last time around", you told him, while playing with his hair. He softly nodded and as you left your bathroom he started to undress himself. You were humming a soft melody as you walked back in. Jisung had his back towards you already completely naked. Carefully you stroked over his wide shoulders which made him fall slightly against you. A light sigh escaped his mouth and he leaned even more into you. You wrapped your arms around his upper body and his hands closed around yours in front of his chest. For a moment you stayed like this. Just enjoying having him close but then you carefully patted his chest.

"Let's wash all the bad energy off." At that, Jisung nodded and slowly stepped into the bathtub. He crouched down and waited as you turned the water on. "Is the temperature alright for you?", you asked while letting the water run over Jisungs hands.

"Yes. That's nice", he mumbled and closed his eyes as you started to let the warm water run over his back and shoulders. You softly started to continue the melody you had hummed earlier, carefully spreading the shampoo over Jisungs shoulders, neck, back and chest.

"I'm gonna smell like you", muttered Jisung, looking up with a wide but tired looking smile. You couldn't hold back a giggle as you nodded and kissed his still dry hair.

"That's true. My Jisungie will smell like me." It made him laugh lightly, leaning against your hand which was now on his head. "Can I wash your hair now?", you asked softly as you stroked through his hair. Letting out a sigh, he nodded as an answer. When his hair was wet and washed you let the warm water run over his body a few more moments. His shoulders seemed much more relaxed now. He looked quite adorable playing with the small runlet of water.

"Thank you for this" muttered Jisung and looked up to you. You smiled back at him.

"Do you want to get out now?" Without saying anything he stood up and closed the tap, while you stepped back and held a towel out for him to grab. After a moment Jisung accepted the towel and began to pat his body dry. Meanwhile you took a hairdryer out of one of your small bathroom cabinets and plucked it in. When you turned towards Jisung again he had dressed himself already. You nearly cooed seeing him standing there in front of you with sleepy eyes and sweater paws. "Let's dry your hair a bit. What do you think, jagi?", you whispered as you held out a hand for him to take. You saw Jisungs cheeks softly turning pink and a bright smile appearing on his lips. He sat down on the edge of the bathtub and closed his eyes when you started to dry his hair. You parted his hair a few times, always careful to not pull at his hair. And when his hair was dry enough you turned off the hairdryer.

Suddenly Jisung leaned forwards right against your body, slowly wrapping his arms around your torso.

"I am so grateful for having you in my life", he whispered against your hoodie but you heard him nonetheless.

"And I am so thankful to have you in my life as well", you replied to his confession and placed a soft kiss on his forehead.

"Can we go to your bed for some cuddles?"

"Just for cuddles? Does that mean you are planning to go to your own home tonight?", you asked jokingly, which made Jisung laugh.

"I would like to sleep here tonight, if that's alright." With a wide smile you nodded and pulled him up.

"Of course that's alright." As you two walked into your bedroom you noticed that Jisung seemed already in a lighter mood again. As Jisung made himself comfortable under your covers you changed into your pyjamas and shortly texted Chan. After that you joined Jisung and within minutes both of you had fallen asleep. With arms linked.

You:

Took care of Sungie. He is doing better again. We are going to sleep now. :)

21:58

Chan:

Thanks for taking care of Jisung in a way we can't. I really hope we can all meet soon again.

Sleep well you two.

22:01

#stray kids #skz #kpop #han jisung #jisung x reader #han jisung x gnreader #jisung x gnreader #han jisung x you #fluff #han jisung fluff #han jisung imagines #taking care of jisung #spoiling jisung but he needs it!#mentioning of bang chan #stray kids fluff #nonsexual #no smut #non-sexual

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mockerycrow · 5 months

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thinking about a nonsexual dom/sub dynamic w/ sub!soap again

thinking about his nose scrunching up whenever someone calls you by your name because he thinks your designated title suits you much better. thinking about soap who looks to you for approval, a feral grin on his face when he does such a simple task and you praise him for it. thinking about soap who easily gets lost from your touch, his worries slipping away when you start gently running your fingers through his mohawk and scratching down his neck and back, telling him that he’s a good boy and you’ll take care of him.

#soap x reader #john mactavish x reader #john soap mactavish x reader #crow’s thoughts #sub!soap #sub!character #nonsexual

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stuffieeprincess · 3 months

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𝑳𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆

Summary: Bucky takes you to his meeting and leaves you outside at the assistant's desk. You regress very young while coloring so you and peter decide to surprise your daddies with the coloring pages!

Pairing: Cg!Bucky x Little!fem!reader & Cg!Tony x Little!Peter

A/n: This is my first agere fic I'm posting on here! Please excuse any mistakes bc I don't proofread these! Feel free to request any ideas you have! This is short but I wanted to get it done so I could post it so enjoy!

Bucky sat you down at the assistant's desk, she was off doing work so Tony allowed Bucky to leave you out there while the Avengers had their meeting. He left a kiss on your head before disappearing into the big meeting room.

You had never really been allowed to go to the meetings, you were not an avenger per say. It didn't bother you though, because you always got a treat after.

You sat at the desk, holding a pink crayon as you picked a page to color out of your avengers coloring book. It only seemed fit to color your daddy!

You giggled and leaned against the desk, pressing the crayon down and starting to color his outfit pink.

You heard footsteps and looked up to see Peter walking out of the meeting room holding Tony's hand. You gave them a confused look, the meeting couldn't have been over yet!

"Stay here with Y/n okay bubba? The meeting will be over soon and you can be home for a nap," Tony said, sitting Peter next to you. You handed peter a crayon and pushed the coloring book towards him.

"Wanna colors wif me?" You ask, giggling when Peter's face lights up in excitement. He flips though the pages before stopping at one of Tony.

You both can color your daddies!

"I want dis one," he pulls on the paper and it tears out of the book. He puts it down and pushes the book back to you. "We color our daddies and give to dem!"

You nod along happily, going back to your page and picking up another crayon.

You felt thirsty and so you reached into the diaper bag daddy brought and pulled out your bottle.

Soon you were done with the page. You had colored daddy pink and purple. He looked silly. You picked the book up and held it up in front of Peter. He started to giggle while he sowed you his.

You had both colored your daddies pink and purple!!

"Wanna show dem?" Peter asks. You nod, placing your now almost empty bottle down . You felt so much smaller than before, which was not good because daddy was not here to take care of you!

Peter grabbed the pictures before he slipped out of his chair and helped you out of yours. You wobbled slightly on your feet, not so sure you could walk as of now.

"Can't walk?" Peter asks you, you nod in response and sit down on the floor. "Okay you can crawl!" He claps his hands and walks forward, stopping and letting you crawl behind him.

He walked up to the door, trying to pull it open. It wouldn't budge and he whined. "Daddy prolly locked it."

He walks down the hall slowly, waiting for you to follow. You crawl as fast as you can, giggling when you see his light up shoes.

"Look! this one is open! daddy forgot to close it! come on!" He walks a little faster, through the door and into the meeting room. You hear voices as you go in after him.

"Peter?" Tony questions. Everyone looks up at Peter, not noticing you crawling up behind him till you sit next to his legs.

"Hi daddy! Look we colored for you!" Peter holds the coloring pages excitedly. Bucky look at you, his expression going from serious to soft in a split second.

"Is that my baby?" Bucky asks, reaching out for you with a big smile. You crawl to him and squeal when he picks you up.

Coo's sound from around the room. You pay it no mind because you are with your daddy and he's warm and cuddly!

"Dada!" you say in excitement as you turn to point to the coloring pages. He grabs the one you colored and chuckles.

"You did so good baby! This is so amazing," He places a kiss on your head. Bucky turns the paper to everyone else showing them the page.

"That's so good bubba!" Natasha says, patting your head. You giggle and hide onto daddy's chest because all the attention is making you shy.

Bucky rubs your back and hums softly, It was your nap time in a bit and you were already so tired. He cradles you in his arms, grabbing a paci from the diaper bag that someone must have brought to Bucky.

"Go to sleep baby," he whispers to you. You reach out and grab ahold of his finger, bringing it to your chest as you closed your eyes. Soon sleep took over and you relaxed onto Bucky.

#age re blog #sfw little post #agere #age regression #agere fic #marvel agere fic #daddy bucky #little reader #fanfic #little #bucky x reader #sfw regression #nonsexual

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autisticgod · 1 year

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#nonsexual #nudity #this is not an invitation #butch #dyke #lesbian #queer photography

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3scapethevoid · 8 months

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Heartian (attraction)

[Plain text: Heartian (attraction)]

What is it? an attraction that cannot and should not be described in any other way than “attraction felt in the heart”.

Who can use it? anyone can! though, it was intended for aroace people who feel some form of love that is nonromantic and nonsexual but can't be explained.

Does this orientation have any 'opposites'? yes, it does! it's mindian (attraction)!

With prefixes? ex: panheartian/panhearted, polyheartian/polyhearted, abroheartian/abrohearted.

no flag yet!

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isthequeerbookgood · 27 days

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StoryGraph

Short answer: yes!

Slightly longer answer: … if you like YA

I'm gonna be honest, this book wasn't super my thing. The setting was interesting, the premise fun and the writing lively and engaging, but overall I found it overly simplistic and really, well… YA.

So I got my friend Cass, who does enjoy YA, to do a readalong with me and help me get a more balanced perspective. You can also check out her review here!

The story is best summed up as 'The Hunger Games meets Percy Jackson, with a Mexican mythology twist'. We follow Teo, the son of one of the lesser 'jade' gods as he is selected to compete in the Sunbearer Trials, usually only open to children of the more powerful 'gold' gods. The trials determine who will have the honour of being the Sunbearer - and who will be sacrificed to keep the sun burning for another 10 years.

Even though the focus is on Teo, the other characters are fun and engaging and Thomas does a good job keeping a large cast distinct and memorable. The cast is also very diverse. Kids have same sex parents, one of the competitors is deaf, and of course Teo himself is trans. The narrative contains quite a lot of explanation about Teo's gender journey, which I found a bit... grating? But could see the very clear and explicit rep being really meaningful for other people.

I really enjoyed the setting, even if the Mexican fantasy elements and the modern elements didn't always feel like they entirely meshed. It definitely isn't a hard setting, a lot of things seem to run on rule of cool - and I was okay with that! The action runs quickly from one place to another, and if it occaisonally stumbles it immediately gets back up again.

The fast pace meant it didn't really get the time to explore its more subtle themes, and, as I said above, the whole thing felt a bit young for my generl tastes. But I did enjoy reading it, and I found the ending compelling enough that I will probably read the sequel when it comes out the library gets it!

Final verdict: The Sunbearer Trials is good!

#book reviews #booklr #book blog #good #young adult #trans rep #100k+#nonsexual #mythology #fantasy

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princebenvi · 10 months

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to pair with my trans ted, transfem trent ! he/she/they recent transition gender fluid genderqueer for this specifically :)

marked as mature bc i don’t want tumbles to snipe me for female presenting nips but there’s nothing sexual here

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sproutflags · 1 year

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Nonsexual

Nonsexual - Literally "not sexual". Someone who is indifferent to or unconcerned with sex.

Nonsexual individuals may not necessarily be Asexual or Apothisexual as they can still experience sexual attraction and aren't always sex-repulsed. Still, Nonsexual falls under the Aspec umbrella as a microlabel.

The dark pink/red represents sex, the light pink represents dwindling feelings of sexual desire, the black represents complete lack of sexual interest, the grey represents indifference towards sex, and the white represents a lack of concern toward sex. I was inspired by the asexual and apothisexual flags.

Redesign of a flag originally posted by pride-flags on deviantart.

#nonsexual #asexual #apothisexual #aspec #flag designing #pride flag #new flag #new term #mogai flag #mogai term #my flags #orientation

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whumpshaped · 1 year

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Chapter 9: Rescue?

Under the Bell Jar Masterlist

trigger warnings: tiny whump, nudity (nonsexual), rescuers assumed tormentors, some bad caretaker, begging, threat of suffocation, mention of past starvation and captivity

Fairy stumbled and fell as the table was rolled out into the open. Lights much brighter than what it had gotten used to made it clamp both hands over its face, as tightly as it could. There was chatter all around, several people talking quickly and quietly, muffled enough by the glass that its brain didn’t focus on it automatically.

But then the sounds became sharper, and a sudden gust of air hit its naked body. It was so abrupt, so unexpected, so new and exciting after who knew how long in a place with stale, motionless air, it couldn’t help but jolt upright. It pulled its hands away, breathing in deeply, immediately triggering a coughing fit. Its lungs weren’t used to outside factors anymore, like the dust that was flying around in the room, or- smoke? Was that what smoke smelled like?

“Easy there.”

When it looked up to squint at the source of the voice, its heart almost leapt out of its chest. Humans. Full-size, adult humans, several of them, peering down at its tiny, exposed body. That was the moment when it realised that there would be unpleasant firsts as well, like the feeling of shame and humiliation blossoming in its chest, or the utter terror clawing at its throat.

“P-Please don’t- don’t hurt me,” it begged, and the human offered it an apologetic smile.

“I won’t. None of us will. But-”

“We need to move,” someone else interrupted, throwing a cloth tissue over Fairy’s shivering form. “Bundle up in that, little guy. Scream if you’re about to roll off the table.” And with that, the earthquake continued. Fairy realised that it was just the table moving underneath it, and while it did ease its mind a little, it didn’t erase the nausea.

“Wh-where are we going?” it asked desperately, but either its voice wasn’t loud enough over the rattling of wheels against the tiles, or the humans thought there was no point in telling it. It curled up in the piece of fabric, tearing up a little when it saw that it was the curtain-like thing from its box. Its friends. Maybe it would be okay.

It could barely believe that it was finally out. It had dreams about it, many of them - but none of them were so vivid, or so strange. It had dreamt of forests and creeks, a wide, blue sky, soft grass. Before its memories of the ‘outside’ began resurfacing at all, those dreams were just blank. It was outside, but the outside looked like nothing, the void, the eternal, dark space without stars.

Maybe its brain was so broken by now, it started dreaming of humans. It was hard to imagine, but so was the reality of the situation, the fact that humans would be the ones to rescue it from its prison.

“We need something small, something airtight. We can’t just bring the little thing outside in these conditions.”

Airtight? Fairy looked from one set of huge, deadly serious eyes to the other, trying to guess what the humans were thinking. Why couldn’t it have air? It had just gotten air back! Fresh air, even if it felt polluted and a little gross, it was air, and it needed air!

The terrifying realisation dawned on it just a moment later. It didn’t need air. It wanted air, more than anything, it wanted to stay out of the bell jar and continue to breathe in between its coughing fits, but it didn’t need to. It had become very clear during its time in captivity that it could survive on absolutely nothing - no food, no water, no contact, no fresh air. Humans would’ve suffocated, and if not that, then died of dehydration, and if not even that, then of starvation. And yet, Fairy was still alive and kicking. It didn’t need air, and the humans seemed to know that, and they were about to take its unnecessary but so, so desired air away.

It got up without thinking, clutching the fabric tight and stumbling towards the edge of the desk as fast as it could with its weakened body. It had to get away from the humans before they put it back inside. Maybe they were only here in the first place to switch out the broken glass, so the torment could continue for even longer. It couldn’t take the thought of it.

“Oh, shit!” Just as Fairy managed to make the bone-breaking dive from the desk to the floor, someone clasped their hands together underneath its falling body. “What the hell?”

“Please let me go!” Its desperate screams were met with a scowl before the human roughly put it back down on the desk. “Please, please don’t take my air away again, please, I can’t do it, I can’t…”

“What don’t you understand about the fact that we’re here to help?” the human snapped, making Fairy pull the fabric all the way over itself and curl up, shivering.

“It’s just scared,” another one said, quieter. “It doesn’t understand anything, we didn’t explain anything. It doesn’t even know how the outside has changed, probably.”

There was a frustrated sigh and the rustling of the other two humans doing… something. Probably searching for a good replacement for its cage. It just wanted to go outside. It wanted to run and hide somewhere that wasn’t under a thin layer of fabric on a surface it couldn’t even escape, surrounded by horrible monsters.

“Found one!” came another voice from further back, and Fairy felt its tiny soul leave its tiny body. No. Please.

“Come on, little guy.” Someone touched its only line of defence, pulling it away while it tried to hold on. Eventually, that same someone just scooped it up along with the blanket. “We’ll explain later, but I promise we want nothing but to help you.”

It was dropped into something equally transparent as the glass had been, but weirder to the touch. Plastic, it realised distantly, through the buzz of panic. It pressed up against the side of the container, banging on it as the lid was popped right on, quite literally sealing its fate. At least that was what it thought at the time, as the humans raced through more corridors towards a big, wide door that Fairy could only imagine was the exit. It hoped it was the exit. Maybe it would be content just seeing the sky and the grass, maybe it wouldn’t need to touch anything, maybe it could just live off the sight and then the memory for the next however many years.

The nausea from years of starvation and being shaken around in a box wasn’t a good combination. It hit its head multiple times until it was finally set down right by the door while the humans put on extra layers, obstructing every inch of skin on their bodies, even their faces. Then the box was picked up again, this time by someone else, someone gentler, who seemed to hesitate a bit before opening the big doors.

Fairy didn’t understand what the hold-up was about, the next room just seemed like a regular white room, like all the others they had passed. Sure, it was a little harder to see in there, since there was a bit of smoke, but nothing horrible. The next identical white room was filled with… more smoke. In the next, it couldn’t even see from it. But it still didn’t get why everyone was so strange about this entire endeavour until they had gotten to the last door, and it opened up to the… outside?

Fairy scanned the landscape in the few seconds it was allowed to, while the human held entirely still.

That didn’t look like the outside from its fragmented memories.

taglist: @whumpsday @hidden-dreamland @the-scrapegoat

#under the bell jar #whump #whump writing #tiny whump #nonhuman whumpee #bad caretaker #begging #suffocation #starvation mention #captivity #nudity #nonsexual

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kangaroosmile · 1 year

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Magic hands - Hyunjin

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description: While Stray Kids films a video for STAY Hyunjin has to participate in a game against Jisung. You help him afterwards.

pairing: Hyunjin x gnreader

genre: dating, slice of life, kind of sick fic in the second half, tummy rub, tummyache

word count: ~1.3

trigger warning: food, eating, eating much in short time

A/N: A while ago I was ask whether I could write a short story with a HyunjinxGnreader pairing in which Hyunjin has an upsat tummy. I accidentally deleted this question but here we are. I wrote it. So whoever asked me whether I could write it. I didn't forget you! It just took a hell lot of time. I'm sorry.

You can find more of my stories under Stray Kids Masterlist

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You were standing behind the camera watching the boys finish the silent post challenge, failing miserably. More than once you had to force yourself to keep silent and not start to laugh. Especially when Hyunjin met your eyes, looking helpless. The team he was in was failing. The other one too but somehow Jisung, Jeongin, Changbin and Felix were a little bit better.

You looked at the checklist one of the managers wrote and read which challenge would come next. Just in time as you finished reading someone brought in a few bowls of fresh ramen. For a moment the director stopped filming and your boss explained the next challenge to the boys. You could see the shock in Felix and Hyunjins eyes and amusement in Changbins and Chans. You couldn't read the other four faces but assumed it was something between these two emotions. You watched them play rock, paper, scissors within the two groups and smiled widely when Felix won the first round and didn't need to participate. He looked quite relieved about it and sat down to watch the other play. Your eyes wander towards Hyunjin who was staring at his hand and then at the bowls of ramen. Lightly laughing, Chan patted Hyunjin's shoulder and sat down behind the table in the middle right next to Felix. One by one the other sat down as well. Just Jisung and Hyunjin still stood. That would be an interesting battle, you thought. When the director once again stopped filming, your boss looked at you and nodded towards the tray. You rolled the tray in front of the table in the middle and placed the bowls on it.

"Are you sure, you didn't give Hyung less ramen so he wins?", Jisung teased you with a light smirk. You looked around, checking whether anybody overheard his teasing but when I didn't seem like it, you just rolled your eyes.

"You are just anxious you could lose, Jisung-ssi."

"One minute till filming!", someone shouted.

"Good luck you two", you muttered and then flitted back behind the camera. You sat down and watched as Chan explained the game to STAY. Jisung looked very determined to win.

As the game started Jisung started off strong as well as Hyunjin. For a moment it even seemed that Hyunjin would win but then he slowed down around the third bowl. When the egg timer announced five minutes Jisung was halfway through his fourth and Hyunjin had just finished his third. With a light huff Hyunjin laid back in his chair one hand on his tummy.

"You lost Hyung", laughed Jeongin, dancing around Hyunjin. "And that means we won." Changbin patted Jisungs shoulder. Meanwhile Minho, Seungmin and Chan were standing next to Hyunjin.

"I'm sorry", muttered Hyunjin.

"Nah it's okay Hyunjin-ah", Chan said with a soft smile on his lips.

"I guess I need to train you with tissues a bit more", Minho said but a wide smile was on his lips. At that Hyunjin started to laugh.

"Let's wrap everything up. We will film the outro now", shouted the director and within the next ten minutes the filming was finished. As the boys got ready to go home you finished off everything that needed to be done.

"We will meet tomorrow at 10 a.m.", the head of your team announced. You nodded and then grabbed your bag to go.

You assumed the boys had already left but when you left the studio you saw Hyunjin lean against the wall next to the entrance.

"What are you still doing here?", you ask surprised, stepping in front of him. He looked up slowly, a soft smile on his lips.

"Can I come with you?", he asked. You took a moment to think about it but then you nodded. Your place had felt strangely empty the last few days.

Together you started to walk towards your apartment which was not too far away luckily. From time to time your hands touched and every time you felt a sudden rush of warmth roll through your body. You didn't talk much throughout the walk. It has been a long day for both of you. When you two arrived at your apartment, you when to your bedroom to get into more comfortable clothes and grabbed the hoodie Hyunjin had forgotten the last time he was at your apartment.

"Thanks", he muttered, as you handed it to him.

"Do you want some tea? Or something else to drink?" When Hyunjin shook his head you nodded and walked into your kitchen to make yourself some tea. From the living room you heard quiet noises from Hyunjin. It was strange how something so little could comfort you. When your tea was finally ready and you walked back into your living room, Hyunjin had made himself comfortable. He had arranged your pillows and had a blanket over his body.

The moment he noticed you, he sat up and patted the sofa behind himself. With a soft smile, you grabbed the book you were currently reading and sat down behind him. Immediately he leaned with his back against you and laid his head on your upper body. Like this you two stayed for a whole. You were reading a book and he was scrolling through tiktok. From time to time you looked up from your page to watch a video Hyunjin was showing you.

You didn't know when you first noticed it but after some time Hyunjin started to shift softly. One if his hands were placed on his tummy but he seemed alright. Just when a little whine, one that sounded forced down escaped his lips, you stopped reading, looking at him fully. His smile had disappeared from his lips and you could see a light frown on his forehead.

"Are you alright?", you asked softly, placing your book aside.

"Don't know", he muttered, pressing his eyes together for a moment. "My tummy hurts."

"Oh Hyunjinnie", you muttered. "That's probably because you ate the ramen so fast." One of your hands found their way towards his hair.

"Probably", he agreed with a whisper.

"Can I do something for you?" For a moment Hyunjin kept silent.

"Could you", he started but stopped again. He hesitated another second.

"Do you want me to rub your tummy a bit?" Hyunjin let out a deep breath and nodded as if that was exactly what he wanted to ask. Slowly you placed your hand on his.

"You hand is cold", he muttered.

"I know. I'm sorry about that Jinnie", you answered but continued. Pushing his hand away softly you lifted his hoodie a bit up and sneaked your hand under it. For a moment you let your hand stay on his tummy. Right over his navel. His skin was warm against your cold hand and you could feel that his stomach was sticking out a bit. It was all bloated.

"Poor Hyunjinnie. It must really hurt", you whispered as you started rubbing small circles around his stomach that grew bigger with each round and then smaller again.

Hyunjin let out a low sigh and let himself lean more against your body. One of his hands found your free one and intertwined it. He had his eyes closed and tried to breathe evenly.

"You have magic hands", mumbled Hyunjin after a while his voice muffled. It seemed to you as if he was one step away from falling asleep. "You know, I love you." Surprised. That was probably the most suitable word for how you felt right in that moment. You knew that there was more between you two. You were seeing each other for nearly one year now outside of work but you had never said such things before. And it seemed as if Hyunjin was as much surprised as you were from his outburst.

"I love you too, Hyunjin", you returned and softly kissed his temple. You continued to carry his tummy till he was fully asleep.

"Sleep well", you whispered and made yourself more comfortable.

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