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SF9: sexual expressions

Genres: multiple au's [warnings: brief mentions of death, trauma, anxiety]; fluff-fluff-fluff; smut-smut-smut [contains mention/description of somnophilia kink (gentler than it's description), semi-public sex, baby-making, oral, mutual masturbation]

A/N: None of the images in the collage are mine, refer to here for more; For more SF9, read here, for iKON, read here and for optional bias writings, read here

Youngbin:

There's something in his expression, that rolls off his tongue when crass bursts of arousal coarse through him, rushing everywhere in such a natural manner, whether he's found something nice or in joy, his breathy moans and gasp-less breaths are something that awaken arousal, specifically yours. At first his moans may be muffled but as he relaxes, he opens up in the comfort an safety of being with you, you whose presence allows him to lower his tense state. To watch you would be his first thought but as your head bobs and you use your hand in a way that makes his back arch and moans fervently spill, he gets distracted, closing his eyes and losing himself in everything that floats around him. At the end, his thighs may quiver but he's already reaching for you, pulling you into his arms. Onto the bed or tent or the sheet that is rumpled in the back of his truck, he slips into you, groaning, sighing an settling into you. He takes his time to start moving, kissing your cheeks as he does. With every rush of arousal, he lightly bites your shoulder, enough for you to feel his teeth but not enough to hurt you. He caresses your backside the most, squeezing the flesh, especially as he releases. But even when you are on all fours, he makes sure to admire your backside, responding to your moans when he softly hits the flesh or uses your waist as a guide along his cock. He'll describe how feels, ''You're so warm'' or something like that, something that wrecks you and also him to pound into you, picking up the pace. When it's the end of a long day and you want to make love, he'll settle with you under the covers and gently rock himself against you, allowing you to vent or just speak to him then, killing two birds with one stone. This is because he knows that both of you will fall asleep immediately. In line with this, there is also something I want to try: Youngbin with somnophilia kink. This won't be as intense as it's description. Two to three hours after the both of you have fallen asleep, he wakes up, with a small desire already in his mind but it's when he sees you that his desires grow and he wakes you, kissing your tired self out of the haziness of falling back asleep. He feels a little guilty yes, but his thoughts are hay-wired at the moment towards you. If you respond to his desires with your vocal agreement, he won't hesitate to slip into your heat, groaning in relief at the way your core swallows every inch of his cock and soon, he'll pound you into the mattress. ''Binnie'', you ask as he slows down to see your sex taking in his cock, he hums, placing his head in between your breasts or on your chest, listening, ''Go faster please.'', which he chuckles and immediately agrees too. When you release and neither of you are ready to fall back asleep, he tugs you towards the window- one of your favourite places to have sex, it was where he took you when you had sex for the first time. Your chest against the glass, he takes you from behind, quietening himself to hear your moans and whimpers and well-demands. Demands which when came from you, he would easily comply too.

Inseong:

His sounds? Beautiful.

I'll try out this idea as well, since you asked about expression during sex: speaking. Perhaps out of excitement, he'll tell you stuff from the top of his head. Sweet words like, ''You're so beautiful'', ''so pretty, my love'', or whisper to you, ''I'm so excited'' always eliciting a a beautiful laugh from you, ''heh, cutie'', you may reply with this nickname which soothes his ears and tickles his sides with excitement. The first couple of time you have sex, he may be serious, furrowing his brows in concentration on how he is feeling. Accordingly, his sounds may alert you to his status, breathy moans are his main type of vocalisation he would let out, maybe when you suck him off or you have sex. He may even struggle on sounds the first couple of time but it's something that he doesn't dwell on too much after speaking to you about it, ''Don't worry, just let out how you feel about it.'' you said and he did exactly that. His type of sex with you is to make every moment last, each significant piece of memory stamped with your intimacy on it. When he eases himself into the comfort of having sex with you, he'll start to tell you jokes, inciting a bright atmosphere between you two. Armed with his jokes, he'll make you laugh and it'll always be something between you two, leading to or being inside jokes, never something from outside your intimate space. He's also the type to make a haven out of you bedroom space, together, you would attach a cover above your bed and leave the lights on, glazing your naked bodies like sleeping in a tent under the stars, except that it is in your bedroom. The space is safe, free to speak each other about anything and everything. During discussions, he would love to hold you, your waist or lean on his elbows and listen to you, about your day and how you are feeling. It's there that you'll make love to one another, setting each other's minds free from the ongoing troubles and/or enjoying your peace. He's got a nickname for you, maybe something from your name that he'll tell you really sweetly when he starts his conversation with you as he enters you. He'll pay attention to your sounds, ''You feel good baby?'' is his question, filled with his innocence behind them. You nod. ''Fuck- I feel so good baby'' is one of them, he'd whimper it out, followed by his stuttering moans, open and filling your ears. He sounds absolutely beautiful. ''Seongie, let me take care of you'', ''You don't have to baby'' he'll say and if you do continue, he'll go on to then lose himself in the pleasure you give, you curiously peeking eyes at his state that once your eyes connect, he doesn't leave your gaze.

Jaeyoon:

Regal Jaeyoon

He's got it out for you in the most playful way possible. He could've met you just yesterday, last week, two months ago or you've been childhood friends, regardless he sees the beauty in you. He's got many sides to him as does everyone, but unlike being around them, he understands that he can freely show them to you for example, his anger which would not be a suitable look on the king-to-be. When he's angry, he paces around in the study room before thinking that he should ask you for your opinion. So he comes to your room in the palace or picks you up outside your house, sitting side by side on the stone sculptures that are topped with granite to make for a seat or just to hang by when looking outside, swinging his legs. His hand on the cool granite and yours are not far from one another, he wishes to hold your hand and to hold you in his arms but he's not sure, he would want you to be okay with it first. But how does he get there? You can bet that he'll chase you around the market, his heart beating extra fast when he catches you. Having just recently figured out his feelings for you, he hesitates to tickle you as he usually does, instead he feels the need, the desire to connect your lips. His lips are soft and warm and he tastes of a fruit he just ate, apple or mango slices and to him, your response is everything. Your hands wander up his coat lapels, reaching his shirt collar and tugging him closer, lovingly. He giggles when you break away and he can't stop the smile that lights his whole expression, looking at you with possibly all the love in in his eyes and he doesn't notice that this occurs whenever he looks at you. ''Jaeyoon...'' you start, chuckling when he's just about to kiss you but then he pulls away to hear what you have to say, nodding to tell you that he's listening. You laugh at his adorable movement, bringing him closer for another kiss, ''I have so many questions'', ''shoot!'' he adorably says but you shake your head instead, wrapping your hands around him and the two of you bring yourselves together, under the bright summer lights and muffled screeching of seagulls arguing over who gets the last bread crumb.

I'm not sure if Jaeyoon's one for semi-public sex or not, I've been quite conflicted in my thoughts about this. He may not be or he may be, especially if he's horny for you, more often that not, in places he shouldn't do. Imagine that you are moving to a new place, your sofa is strapped at the back of the moving truck. He's going to drive you but he's not ready to move the truck all morning. He'd let you know that he's in the mood by having you in his arms and well grabbing your ass, dipping his hand in between your thighs, ''y/n, I want you.'', he'd say, plain and simple. You'd kiss and kiss till he's settle you down on the sofa, the truck parked in between two tall structures on a sun-out, non-traffic studded cobble road. ''Really?'', you shouldn't be surprised as you look at your boyfriend rolling on the condom and entering you, ''Really?'', ''yes'', he says laughing, ''Yes baby, god I love you so much.'', he's overcome with emotions. He loves when you grab his ass during sex, especially when he has you under him, filling you up with his cock till he's released and is looking around, tugging his trousers up. He gives you his hand, leading you into the front seats. For whatever reason, he doesn't let go of your hand, ''So you going to drive or?'', ''I'm not sure that we should leave right now.'', ''We need to be there by noon, it's already oh!- five thirty. We have to leave now.'', ''Okay'' he nods, picking up the pace to your new house. You unload all your stuff into the house and then, it's the cardboard boxes. He's looking around, trying to make this work. At the back his mind, he knows that he's going to help you unpack and maybe even move in with you but for now, he's a little distracted. You can't help but ask, ''Babe'', ''Huh?'', ''What's going on? You are just staring at the boxes'', you say smiling when you spell it out. ''I'm just uh- come here?'', you go over, going to look at something. He sits on one of the boxes and pulls you onto his lap, placing soft kisses along your neck. The ache in his groin stirs and he groans into your neck. The image of you having sex moments ago is still engrained into his head, your sweaty skin and visual expressions, sounds are still on his mind. He gently slips your open shirt over your shoulders and your bra strap along with it, placing a kiss on your breast, hands wandering up and down your waist all the time. ''Don't stress over the move, you've got a lot of time.''. The moment is forever in your mind, fresh or not, it's a significant period of time, the time in between a few moments ago and getting accustomed to your new house. You manage to find a place outside, on the lawn with it's fresh grass, your clothes off and him making love to you. All the energy he had before comes back, as the sounds of hips snapping against yours can be heard as compared to his words, ''You're so beautiful'' and other random mumblings about you. It's too sweet. The scene I imagine now is that you are riding him in your new background, his back on the grass and you circle your hips, steadying yourself on his toned tummy. His moans sound sweet, just like when he whines softly, muffled, stuttering ever so often. When he's close and the snapping of your hips grow quicker, his moans get more breathy and the look on his face is one as a result of his closeness to releasing. The look of his as he releases could best describe the phrase, 'like the crashing of waves on a summer day'.

Dawon | Lee Sanghyuk:

Oh, what a cutie! His part in Fanatic!

I have an inkling that he sounds pretty when he's in his element of safety and comfort around you and especially, with you. Let's take our imaginations somewhere, possibly fun!: With his regal stage outfit, the one of blue and white, imagine that you meet him in Narnia, transported via the painting. The room that was once filled with water from the Sea on High Waters painting leaves you and washes you onto a beach of an island, dry. You are surprised but also pleasantly happy to be back, it's been some time since you've seen your relatives. Forward, there's nothing for miles except for water, happily splashing around in the midst of a summer day where breeze gently blows past your ears. Behind are walls of rock of an impossible feat, at least to climb. Further on top, you have to squint to see, there are the unmistakable green flashes of leaves and trees with sways a result of stronger breeze. On this beach is where you meet Sanghyuk. He's dressed in a way that a royal would, if not, that's how he walks, along with his soldiers. The buttons to his sleeveless blue coat are open and his crew look tired, as if it's been a long journey here. ''Excuse me, who are you?'' he asks customarily, not sensing any danger. His soldiers hang back but not too far. ''I'm...'' but you are lost for words. How do you explain it? Crowned by Aslan? You have no idea who they are. ''Come with me" he says, looking here and there, urgency in his tone. It's funny how he disarms your cautiousness, with his honesty and personality- humour that goes straight to your heart. ''Give me a minute'', he mentions to one of his crew members and with that, he shows you past the railing of the huge boat. It has it's name engraved in white right below you but you can't make out it's name. ''See, after we crash landed- the storms'' he clarifies, ''we've been stuck here''. He smiles even as he says it and then you realise, even in such a terrifying situation, how beautiful his smile is. He's optimistic, it should help with the rest of your journey, you think. And it does. You begin. Just before you make your first stop, you encounter magic in the form of gold, so much gold just scattered all over the valley. A trap. Anybody who came here died. You found skeletons under all of it. ''We need to get out of here'', at that moment, dust swarms your vision in a regulated dance, as if it has had time to practice on all the people that came before. You collectively shudder at the thought but at the end, you live. It is your bravery and ever longing passion to fight for what is right that impresses him. Along the way, you tell him the truth, one secret for the other except that it's not a secret and neither of you have anything to hide. Because it's something to be hidden either. You get to know one another after that, introduced properly after your revelations. You find somewhere inside the forest to rest, on a thin sheet, here to rest for the night. You are anxious. He hovers over you, running his hands up and down your arms. Soothing you, that is the feeling, with him it feels safer, almost as if your anxiety about the previous fight has been sucked away, into the lost abyss of any voice in this forest. His crew members are searching. ''Look at me'', he says, softly, like a command but sincerely, ''Does it work on your crew, when you speak to them like that?'' you tease softly from under him, curiously committing his features to memory. Out of all your adventures, this one was going to be your favourite, you could tell. ''If they knew..'' he trails off sweetly kissing your neck, ''They would never leave me alone.'', he ends with a chuckle. You chuckle at it too. You take in a breath and it occurs to you that as much as you are relaxed, you haven't taken a breath in a while. He eyes you, keenly, wondering if you should be okay with this. Your secrets are out in the open and he has no reason to worry, the last thought along calms him. ''Less talking Hyukie'', you murmur, grappling at his coat lapels. He perks up, it is because of the name. That name, he thinks, uttered

so softly, containing so much love. It is as if you read his mind that you murmur once again, ''Hyukie'', ever so softly now, drawing him upwards and connecting your lips to his. The world is silenced, it's noise drowned out as well your tension, long forgotten now. He loves the nickname. It stirs him up, the way you say it, how you say it, he wants to keep hearing it. Then is the other concern that he will never see you after this, that you will be transported back to the world beyond the painting you came from.

He pushes it away as he reveals your top, exposing the curve of your breast ever so beautifully. And then he makes the brave move of uncovering your breasts, lingering his lips over the supple skin. Your stretch marks or not, your tattoos or not, or not, he kisses the skin, taking your perky bud into his mouth. He makes you gasp, swallowing the bud into his mouth and flickering his tongue around it. It's so arousing. There's a fire in your belly, of all the things he does to you, he cares for you. There's enough room for that. The most poignant is his voice, his groan when he's entering you, holding you and gasping at the unholy loving expression on your face. There are some things about you like your moans as he makes your toes curl and his face when you release for the nth time throughout that would make him release, immediately, on the spot, if he were to ever witness it if the two of you were not under such circumstances. He wants to hold you close to him, to relish in these moments he has with you because he doesn't know when it's going to finish, the expedition or- what the two of you have. So he does exactly that, gasping so prettily when you straddle him, ''You're so pretty you know?'' you can't help but say. Everything about the way he sees you right now, through hooded eyes that struggle to stay open because he wants to see, to commit, your waist that he holds as he guides you up and down on his cock, the way your breasts bounce, your expression and how you can't hold in your moans. From this position, you feel him in deeper, he moves his hands from your waist to holding your own, gently coaxing another release out of you. He takes in everything and moves in tandem with you, like two people on opposite sides of a street, instinctively walking when they see the signal turn green. Visually, he absorbs everything which is why, he couldn't be finished, not now. You lay in his arms, awake at almost six in the morning when the sun is barely peeking out from behind the mountains. You have a conversation about moments before when he awoke to you rustling your trousers on. He has his arms wrapped around you, like he doesn't want you to leave and from you confessing that you like him moments earlier, you suspect that you won't go now. His insatiability comes back when confesses that he likes you to, swathing you in his kisses, making you moan and grab him everywhere as you ask him of all the things he would gladly do for you.

Rowoon | Kim Seokwoo:

Possible au?, I'm in love with au's these days: I suspect that Seokwoo would introduce you to his cabin that is not to far away from civilisation. He could have met you as a new neighbour who recently moved into town and someone you grew close to very quickly or more towards the angel/demon au trope, he rescues you from a little accident which explain why he lives where he lives, there is nobody to bother him but is close enough for him to gather supplies. Truthfully, you could think of anything but the main principle applies: he is someone that you can trust and a person who lives in a balance of ambience and peacefulness whilst having fun. Every resident is excited since winter usually prolongs the days, making it seem as if its been cold for very long which some people enjoy and some people don't. Either way, summer dwindles the ice on the tree leaves, reducing it to puddles but it also brings out the playful sounds of birds and children and adults playing in the parks. If you are the new resident, he makes it a point to show you around, the parks, the offices, the restaurants, places to shop and relax. He also catches feelings for you, much more in a slow burn kind of way than fast falling and right from the start. Little touches or closeness makes him pause a beat and think about what he felt but sometimes he doesn't get that chance of thinking. It just occurs-when he's flustered. Say for example that you touch his hand or stand close to him, the proximity rises pink onto his cheeks, a prominent colour on him. You definitely go on a trip together, maybe a picnic on a day that is not particularly windy. This is different from meeting up outside of work or going on little adventures to the restaurants to try out a new cuisine or the pub or for shopping groceries. It's possible that he may not be shopping for himself but he'll accompany you where you go. All the times you go on a picnic are special to him, especially if you make some food for it, he'll appreciate it gladly but if you don't, he'll make it a point to make something. If you feed him, be assured that at first he may pull back but will like it very much, like the type that you love on second tries and continue loving it. It's then at the picnics that he'll gravitate towards what you like, he's curious in your tastes for example cotton candy or sweets or what games you like to play and your life before you came to this place. At pubs, you know what you like but he's not afraid to try out something new. It may be something that he'll want to share with you. Going to the pub becomes a thing when you want to speak to the other, tell each other about your day and eat and drink but most of all, to see the other person. Grocery shopping is well, the domestic side of him that makes you melt with his recommendations after staying in the place for so long that he knows what's good and what's not. It's only after you acknowledge your feelings for one another that he dwells on his sexual feelings for you, growing them one by one.

His voice is husky and it feels weird for me to describe it in this way but very naturally, it's a part of him. A part that you love. When he sees you from the back and surprises you, his voice makes it never sound like a surprise. Instead it soothes the tense posture you immediately assumed when you felt a figure come from behind you. His hugs are bear hugs, that he showers you with constantly, when he sees you, to hold you when you are upset and even when he is. When he nestles into your neck on a gloomy day, he can feel his stress seep away and bring something better- calm. It only goes to say then that when you make love, he loves to hold you in his arms, thrusting into your core. His moans make your feverish with delight, with a reflection of the icy weather melting into little puddles. It also become something that the two of you do, mutual masturbation, when you make out and as if on cue, you giggle and pull part. You lay on your back and he hovers above you, stroking his cock, small, breathy moans falling from his lips at the wonderous sight in front of him. At first if you are shy, he'll coax you softly with his voice, whispering, ''You can do this'', that little edge that it takes to soothe your mind and give it a go. In his eyes, you are a beauty and to see you fill yourself with your fingers makes him have to hold onto something, like grip the end of the bed or it's sheets tightly. After you release, he may take you to some other part of his cabin, maybe the kitchen to eat something but distracted by your naked body will he rub his cock in between your ass cheeks, putting you onto the counter and taking you from behind. In the way that makes your mouth fall open.

Zuho | Baek Juho:

Frustrated typing at his keyboards fills the room drawing a raise of your eyebrows half way up your forehead at the absolute demolition you hear. He leans back in his chair, sighing, ''You know, when was it?'', ''hm?'' he turns to you. The same chair he uses for producing, you are currently in his studio. ''Jaeyoon said that you couldn't game because you would... destroy the keyboard.'' and you have to laugh at this. He pretends to be unimpressed but a small smile peaks up in automatic response to seeing you smile. After seeing his expression, you laugh even more, his arms are crossed and he's staring at you as if to say, ironic but he won't say it out of a false hope at retaliation. You were pretty good, alright but to him, it was wonders! How could you do such stuff?! Moments later, he quits the game and opens a file, the studio grows peaceful as the keys of the keyboard are tapped in near silence, a huge contrast to the clickety-boom!-clackety of before. You grow bored. Feet shuffle from behind him and onto his lap, distracting him from his hold on his mouse and screen, your figure covers it. He smiles, innocently, very cutely in fact as you play with the material of his jumper, feeling his embrace bring him in-line with your chest which he nuzzles into. He sighs, asking, ''do you want to take a break?'', eliciting a yes! in thought and sound, tugging him to the sofa. The sofa is... comfy. You lay on it, extending your arms. He settles into them, hugging your waist and resting on your tummy. ''Ju?'', you ask, waiting a beat, ''How is it going?'', another way of asking his progress on the song, further leading to when you can listen to it. It's as if he knows your true questions because he says, ''Soon'', voice muffled by his hiding in your tummy. He pulls your top up, staring for a beat with a look that takes your breath away. His eyes... they marvel in deep thought that you think you know what he's about to ask you for your ''talk'' later. Your breath is taken away. You know what he wants to say, it's on the tip of your tongue but you can't voice it. Surely, you want to hear it from him even more. You would marvel even more then. ''Let's have that talk now?'', your breath hitches, pauses in your throat. He's got more reasons to come inside of your now and the thoughts makes your core ache. You squeeze your thighs together out of reflex. You sit up and so does he, his hands rests on your thigh. You can feel the heat from his legs that are so close to yours, suddenly becoming aware of his cologne that invades your senses. He reaches for your hand, eyes wide, looking around before he starts, ''Babe, I-'' but stops short. You hum, realising that it's importance made him pause. You give him an encouraging look, ''Go on, just say it, blurt it out, anything baby'', squeezing his hand in comfort. He sees your eyes, the love they have in them and he just says it, without a pause or hesitation. ''I want to have a baby, with you of course.'', he says and the last part provokes laughter. ''A baby?'', you ask, he nods, ''With me?'', now he sees that you are teasing and pulls back, ''But why? Why with me?''. Your laughter and playful teasing ease the tension he feels. At least you aren't averse to the idea. When you stop laughing, you reach to cusp his cheeks, ''Baby, I'd like that idea.''. Those words are enough for him to lose his mind. He thought that this decision would take time, weeks if not for just one day but his questions have been answered. Just like that, his shock wears off. It takes him less than a second to pull you up and start jumping around, out of pure joy. He sobers up pretty quickly though, must faster than you anticipate, he's pulling his stuff off the table, switching off the lights. ''Home?'' you ask, taking the lead. When you get into the car, you say, ''This is kinda funny, we couldn't possibly be running home for this.'', ''Why not?'', ''There's no expiry, at least not for now. We've got... time.'', ''Yes?'', ''Yes'' you confirm, nodding your head, heading home. ''Also, why are we going home?'' you ask,

''What do you mean?'' he replies, not believing why you have no idea that you're leaving his studio early. ''It feels weird to leave early.'', you want to stop over somewhere. He sees your anxiousness, ''Lets stop over the station and buy something to eat.'', pointing at the turn. When you get out of the car, you can finally breathe, leaving the anxiety accompanied by your decision earlier. He takes your hand, holding your cheek and pulling you closer. He needed to do this. To give you a kiss which he first places very delicately on your cheek and then on the corner of your lips, finally on your lips. The moment is everlasting. He cups both your cheeks, gently, kissing you lovingly as if to say a multitude of unspoken things.

*sigh*, dear anon, I did it again: I strayed off-topic. I should be ashamed but the above writing is gold so I will include the little titbits after this: Ju's voice colours everything he feels, even if it's just a little bit, his hands may twitch or he'll sound a low sound that will alert you of what he's feeling. His best sound is when he gasps, it's not too much neither too little. He throws his head back and his back arches, it takes a small breath for him to resume. The scene I imagine as I write this is him receiving a blowjob. Otherwise, he would love to try out having sex in new places with you. Against the counter? Having you lean against it as his cock fills you up? Slowly, lovingly? He's all for it, whatever or wherever you imagine yourself to be, with him.

Yoo Taeyang:

We'll start from the end: when he releases, his soft pants are capturing, distracting you even a little from your agenda of releasing your juices around his cock. His favourite position to have you ride his cock with your hands clutching his waist, circling your hips on his, he can't control the haziness that cloud his expression. His hands wander a lot though, to your nipples, pinching them but ever so often, he feels like tasting you. Having you in his mouth, to swirl his tongue around and relish in the beauty of how you taste. He brings you down, close to his chest so that he can take your bud in his mouth, ''I neglected this didn't I?'' and at your whines, he nods, chuckling, ''I'm sorry about that...'', trailing off to add extra vibration of pleasure that travel straight south. He's charismatic, without even trying.

Imagine another set of scenarios: Taeyang punishing. It's at a party, in a house containing lots of rooms save for the fact that the party is only on the first floor, you know that it's progress to the upper floors throughout the night. He takes you somewhere remote, messily clashing his lips against yours, tugging at your clothes. You've moved past the need for words. On your knees, you take his cock, bobbing your head and for the god lack of co-ordination, you stumble at first but he's quick to reassure you that you can do whatever for the first couple of times because he'll teach you well. His yelp is disappointingly loud when you playfully run your teeth along his cock and you peer up, to see his heated eyes, out of annoyance. ''On purpose?'' is the question that his expression seeks to answer but to which there is no answer. His moans are concealed when his hands land harshly on your ass, his cock red and hard no doubt. But instead, you pant and so does he, his breathing heavy and he struggles to stop just to fill you up. There's a hint of body worship that peeks out there, running his hands up and down your body, even into the dip in between your legs, coating his fingers in your juices. He loses control for a bit there, turning you around and kissing you with such high energy. His feelings for you- all over the place. In surprise, to contrast his previous energy, he gets down on his knees. He wants to. One leg over his shoulder, he dives in to taste your juices, placing kitten licks everywhere before pumping you with his digits, sucking greedily and only after he's wrecked you with one release or more as seen by your quivering thighs and shaking body but heated for more does he come back on top. If you don't think that you could release one more time, he's completely okay with it, equally loving your mouth on his cock that pushes him over the edge, once again with sheer force.

How about a best friends to lovers au now?: The suspect of loving you in this long-winded game is Taeyang, long-winded as in the past couple of months you've gotten to know one another. He's straightforward, to tell you that he likes you when the chance is there, an electric energy present, just before the two of you are about to kiss. He tells you how he feels about you. From there, your words satiate his nervous composure with relaxation. He kisses you, somewhat compose, majorly giddy from your confessions. He kisses you till your back hits the covers, passionately. Kissing your breasts (or chest), he loves to uncover you, to take his time, rocking his hips against yours in a pace that is just in between making love and fucking, he'll take your hot skin into his mouth, nipping and sucking and then hold your hands above your head, when a release rips through you. His groans beautifully grace your ears when he releases, kissing you once again. He would settle in beside you, giggling about what just occurred with a smile so shiningly bright or go to sleep and then wake up later to explore your attractions to one another, once again.

Hwiyoung | Kim Youngkyun:

Kyun has attitude

I'm sure that it may be not what you asked for but what is this blog without my ramblings??: When you first have sex together, he reaches for you. To touch you, to feel you and to remember every intimate moment he has with you. He'll feel your body, every part of you, your cheeks, chest, waist, tummy, inner thighs, backside and even places where stretch marks and/ or tattoos lie because those are personal to you. He'll show you and perhaps even tell you that your body is beautiful, multiple times. A beautiful session of making love follows. Where every moment is spent in each others arms as he fills you again and again, revelling in the sounds you make, Your cries, moans, whimpers incite him to hold you and continue his love-making.

His sounds vary but the majority are audible: his grunts when he enters you, his moans when he holds the headboard as he fucks into you or his cries that he let's out into the crook of your neck as you ride him. When he receives a blowjob, he doesn't hide his moans but it's not about hiding, he wants you to know. All in all, his sounds are low in tone, very pretty and arousing.

A little story for you, dear anon: It's summer! Unlike the others, this one is comparatively cooler. The breeze blows past your cheeks. You return home to find Youngkyun with an apron tied around his waist, delicately chopping the food and placing them into the utensil. The apron is an adorable sight that crinkles your eyes. For your boyfriend that regularly throws gang signs, it adds to the overall clarity of his cute demeanour. "Babe" you start your greetings but upon seeing you, he immediately throws off his apron and comes towards you, eliciting peels of laughter from you. He picks you up and places kisses all over your cheeks, ''I missed you'', he says, pouting. At your smile, he takes you to the bedroom, placing you on the bed. You wait, smiling, he's changing, ''Right now?'', ''Right now'', he nods, energy on full blast. He straddles you, placing smooth kisses everywhere, ''You are so pretty, you know that?'' he whispers, taking off your top and bottom. "Babe, really, how was your day?" you ask, the both of you laugh at the question as you switch positions, straddling him instead. Filling yourself up with his cock, you hear his little grunt upon entering and a sigh of relief comes from the both of you when he's completely in. The sounds he makes is beautiful in every tone. His hands on your backside guide your hips along his cock and ever so often, he let's out these pretty high-pitched moans, throwing his head back and swallowing all the arousal flooding through his body. You chuckle, moaning in his mouth as you give him a soft kiss. After you release, droplets of sweat can be seen on both of you and pink clouds his face, heated. Panic sets in his features. "What's going on-?" you ask, he doesn't move but points to the door, "the food". "We have to go save it", you say, little, displaced confessionals occurring now. You go to the kitchen and while he assesses for damage, you lean on your elbow, peeking at him in his naked form. It would very hard to argue with him if he was naked, you think. He nods, picking you and placing you on the counter, cuddling you. The moment could last forever. In between your legs, he doesn't bother with anything but laying peacefully in the crook of your neck, "Baby, I love you, I also feel like this was overdue", you chuckle, "of course not peach, I love you too" you say. A beat later, he kisses your neck, not hesitating to take a little bite that draws a laugh from you, ''Kyun!'', ''huh, babe?'' is his honest reply as he continues, till his mouth has reached your core.

Chani:

He grasps the back of your head, gently easing you along his cock. Eagerly, he watches your mouth swallow his cock, his own growing dry at the sight. A slight twitching to be expected, you chuckle at the expression on his face, ''Chani'', you take yourself off his cock, snapping his attention to you. Truthfully, he was so aroused by the sight, he lost himself in it. You chuckle, brushing away strands of hair from his face. ''What is it?'', you ask to which he responds by taking you hands in his and squeezing ever so subtly to let you know that nothing is wrong, ''I was just staring, I'm sorry-'' he goes to apologise but you shake your head, already knowing that he was absorbing the visuals. He is surprised that his mouth works, could he even speak after watching something so heavenly? He's not sure that words could be formed. He leans on one hand, sitting on the bed with you in between his legs, taking him into your mouth once more, eliciting a groan from him, soft to begin with, accompanied by the scrunch of his nose at the feeling of warmth. He looses him hand on the back of your head when he feels like he's about to fall on his back. Your hands slowly trail up his inner thighs, squeezing the flesh along the way, pumping his shaft to kitten lick his tip, a trail of saliva coating your mouth and connecting to his tip. His eyes, although occasionally close out of pure arousal, he makes sure that they are open. By the time he's about to release, a layer of sweat lines his pink-dusted, heated temples. When he's close, his moans grow louder and he pants, making unconfigurable noises. The words that he wants to tell you, how he's feeling, how good you are for him and to him get strangled in his throat, instead coming out as muffled noises and quivering thighs. If you let him release into your mouth, he collapses on his back after as you straddle him. After a few moments, he would be in the mood to eat you out and have sex with you after. If you take him out of your mouth and pump him, he would prefer to release all over your backside, your butt that he'll repeatedly squeeze and even take a bite out off when he eats you out before he fills you up. He's ready to make love with you, surprising you and himself with his energy, pent-up, ''I'm surprised'', ''About what? This?'', ''Yes, very much.'', ''Babe, look at me.'', ''Huh?'', ''After sleeping for half your life, you have accumulated these reserves of energy...'', ''Babe please'' he says, stifling his laughter at your teasing.

For his sounds, he could also be non audible. For whatever it is that the two of you are doing, he could be exploring what he is feeling, especially the first couple of times that he has sex or receives a blowjob or mutually masturbates, a new situation.

How about a detective Chani au?: He's a rough character, particularly because of his past experiences in his job, naming more death than life, he once found it hard to stay afloat all the floating bodies in his nightmares. He's been there and he's not willing to go back, he's struggling and he knows. In this au, you are a random stranger, cross-pairing from a different department to hunt down a very articular group of organised crime. Around you, his control on his behaviour slips, like his physical affection and how much he speaks, he guards himself on a daily basis, stubborn to keep it that way. He fights with you, demeaning you and when he hears your words, they ring in his ears and also bring about a familiar, painful feeling in his chest. Even when he kisses you. He's rough, pushing you on your hands and knees, taking you from behind. Then, unconsciously, he brings you to his chest when he realises that you must be close and praises you, ''You're doing so well''. He also realises that he wants you by his side. You don't pretend to know who he is, despite his true horror stories of dead backlogging teams and ruined missions, unlike the people he works with. Guilt long suppressed clouds his chest, it's a weird feeling, even when the two of you are done and you take him into your arms. He's crying. You give him some space. He looks up when you come back into the room with water and some tissues, ''Here, tell me why you've been such a dick.''.

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divinefireangel · 3 years

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SF9 and Pick Up Lines

Oh dear here we go 😂

SF9 x GN! Reader

Sometimes the reader uses pick up lines and sometimes SF9 😆

Disclaimer: This is just a work of fiction. If this piece of fan fiction is offensive to any celebrity, fandom or culture please let me know so I can take it down. Also note that this is my version of a character or celeb, which will vary from person to person.

Author's Note: A super quick fluffy mini imagine for my lovely fellow fantasies. Hope you like it!!

Copyright: Please note that this is my work and if you want to publish this on any other platform, take my permission before doing so. Taking an author's work and posting it somewhere else without any intimation is just disrespectful. I readily welcome suggestions and criticisms. That being said, Happy reading! 🤍

Warnings: All ages and all readers (nothing specified with respect to gender, appearance, etc of reader). Fluff. Jae's is a lil suggestive but that's it. Lmk if I missed any!

Inseong

" Babe I can't figure out why the bluetooth speaker isn't working." You pouted.

" It was working fine when I used it in the morning. Ah! Yes. Maybe the charge is over. When was the last time you charged it?"

" I don't remember" You answered sheepishly.

" Try charging it my dear."

" Okay babe. Or should I call you 'Google' because you're everything I've been looking for."

Sighing in disappointment he looked down, shaking his head sideways.

" What! That wasn't so bad! "

" Do you really wanna know? "

" No." You stuck you tongue out at your boyfriend.

" You're cute"

Youngbin

" And then she went on about her vacations to Hawaii and the number of times she's been there. It was so annoying because all we were talking about were active volcanoes. There's one in Hawaii too and that's how-"

" Binnie you aren't listening to mee!" You whined.

" Sorry. You're just so cute it's distracting."

" Aish stop." Blushing, you pushed his chest lightly.

Chuckling he pulled you closer.

" Go on then. Continue your story."

" But you aren't paying attention." You smiled.

" I will now!" He gestured you to carry on with your story.

Jaeyoon

" Chocolate cake!! "

" From your favorite bakery too." Jae quipped in as you stared at your gift in awe.

" I wish someone looked at me the way I look at chocolate cake." You said sighing.

" I can look at you like that." He said engulfing your body into his, making you giggle.

" I meant in a way of wanting to completely devour it."

Smirking he gave you a knowing look. Biting his bottom lip, he leant down to kiss your collar bone. Gasping you try to push him away.

" I wanna eat my cake!" Laughing, you succeeded in pushing him off.

" But what about my cake?"

"JAE!"

Sanghyuk

Standing around the most boring people you huff in annoyance. Why did you have to wait here of all places to be picked up for your date. Just when you were about to check your phone, you saw him, the only star in your sky. Sanghyuk.

He looked around, clearly not able to find you. With mischief in mind, you placed your hand around your mouth, in an attempt to amplify your voice.

" You must be one hell of a theif because you stole my heart from across the room!" You said loud enough for everyone, including your lover to hear as you pointed your gaze and hand towards his direction.

Blushing furiously he walked over to you so fast he probably would've sprained his leg if he hadn't been careful.

" Hello lover." You raised your eyebrows smirking.

" As much as I love you I don't think this is a place for a very loud proclamation of love." He said, a smile dancing on his lips.

Shrugging you grabbed his hand made your way out, passing many jealous and judgy eyes.

Juho

" Babe babe babe!" He said rushing over to you from the group of people he was talking to.

" Is everything okay? Did you get that producer's number?" You asked.

" I did but that's not important."

" Okay what is? Did you forget the gift envelope?" You questioned disappointed.

" Noooo. That's not it. They may ask us time leave soon."

" What?! Why?"

" Because you are making the other people look bad." He finished smiling brightly.

" Aish. Really Ju?"

Grinning in triumph he kissed the top of your head, taking your hand to lead you to the dance floor.

SeokWoo

Typical. Of course they had to move your favorite cereal on the top shelf. Getting on your tippy toes you almost reached the box when you saw a hand, one all too familiar hand, reach up and take the box down for you.

" Is this what you wanted?" He asked smirking slightly.

" Are you a tower? Because Eiffel for you." You flirted looking up at your boyfriend.

" No I'm just really tall" He said cutely not knowing how to react to your compliment.

Grinning you take the box from his hand and put in the shopping cart. Looking around the aisle, noticing that no one is there you wrap your arms around your tall beauty. Looking up at his face smiling when he reciprocates the gesture you lean up to kiss him.

Yoo Taeyang

Waking from your nap, trying to figure out where you are, you realize that you are in your boyfriend's bed. Your thoughts interrupted when a sudden pang of pain grew in your head.

Great. A headache after a nap is just what you needed. Getting up to pee, your change into pajamas and venture out of the room towards the kitchen.

Might as well make coffee to control the headache from becoming a migraine. Stopping dead in your tracks at the entrance of the kitchen, you notice your lovely boyfriend standing at the stove, unmistakably making you coffee.

Looking up at you, after feeling stared at, he offers you a soft smile and a hand to take so you can cuddle into his side.

" Did the sun just come out or did you just smile at me?" You asked with a small smile that only he can bring about in you when you have a sore head.

" That's the oldest one in the book!" He said laughing as you hid your face in chest.

Youngkyun

" Oo babe check out these new jackets my mom sent!"

" Did she send me any?" He asked.

" No." You giggled as you tried one on.

" How does this look? It's kinda like the professional but not so professional type blazer. Don't you think?"

" It's lowkey casual. Try this one." Trying on the one he suggested you thought it was of a bigger size than yours.

" It's too big on me." You pouted.

" But you look nice in it. Like a baby."

" But the point is to look hot. Hot and beautiful too." You informed him.

" You know what you would look really beautiful in?"

" What? Is it in one of thes-"

" My arms." He said dramatically opening his arms. Rolling your eyes in playful disbelief you threw a nearby jacket at him.

Chani

" This is when he picked out his first tree all by himself." Chani's mom said pointing to a picture in the album that is situated on your lap.

Groaning he hid his face in your neck. Giggling you pet his head. Hearing the cooker whistle Chani's mom went to the kitchen.

" How come there isn't even one picture with you on top of a tree. I thought that's where angels were." You whispered to his ear. Lifting his head with a smirk he replied,

" Because I am the devil."

" Oh! Makes sense I guess. I mean, you are as hot as one." You winked.

" Ayy no!" He exclaimed blushing as you silently snickered knowing you won.

#sf9 #youngbin #inseong #jaeyoon #dawon #rowoon #zuho #yoo taeyang #hwiyoung #chani #sf9 fluff #sf9 imagines #sf9 scenarios #sf9 reactions #sf9 fanfic #sf9 headcanons #sf9 x reader #sf9 x reader fluff

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dreamescapeswriting · 3 years

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The Holiday Diaster ~ SCB [Day Twenty Three: Advent Calendar]

WORD COUNT: 2.2K

GENRE: Prompt, fluffy, acquaintances to lovers

PAIRING: Changbin x Reader

The caller ID on your mobile wasn't one you were used to seeing too often. Changbin barely called you at all more often than not he only ever called you when you were with one of the other boys and they weren't answering him and he needed them for something. There was a gut feeling telling you that you should answer it, even if it was just to tell him that the boys weren't with you, it was Christmas eve they were all at the studio trying to get some work done before the holidays.

"Hi Changbin, the guys-" He cut you off talking in a panicked tone, you heard shuffling in the background and you frowned what could he be doing to make all of this noise?

"I know, please! Come around! I-I've done something and I need your help," He sounded panicked but it was normally like the guys to pull pranks on you so you had just assumed they'd somehow roped Changbin into it to make it more believable that something was ''wrong.''

"Yeah, right, what did you do burn the apartment down?" Your tone was laced with sarcasm as you laughed about it but you were met with a panicked yell as Changbin screamed,

"Yes! Please come to the dorms! It’s a Christmas disaster-" The line went dead, Changbin decided hanging up to control the fire would be better than letting it almost burn the entire dorms down. Panicking you rushed to grab your keys from your kitchen counter and headed out of your apartment building, practically sprinting down the stairs because the elevator took too long and in this cold climate you didn't trust it. The whole drive down you was trying to convince yourself that it was all some big joke, that Changbin wasn't actually dumb enough to burn the dorms down by accident...Maybe on purpose but not by accident.

"Y-You actually burnt the dorms down-" Your handbag dropped to the floor as you walked through to the kitchen of the Stray Kids dorms. Melted decorations were dripping onto the hardwood flooring below them, there was a tray of what looked like cookies on the counter.

"I was trying to make Felix's cookies and they sort of-"

"Exploded?" You questioned as you walked over to them, Changbin rubbed the back of his neck nervously as he began to realise the extent of what had happened in the kitchen. There were black burn marks up and down the wall behind the cooker,

"Seriously though...How?" As you stepped closer to the oven you answered your own question when you saw that the broiler was on, you felt your eyes roll as you turned to look at him.

"I thought you knew how to cook?" You teased as you began rolling up the sleeves of your hoodie and began searching around the cupboards for some cleaning supplies. It all needed to be cleaned before the boys got home and you assumed that was why he had called you over instead of them,

"I do, cook...Not bake." You giggled at the worried expression on his face,

"Get a bucket of hot water, a mop and some sponges. I'll run and get some more decorations when the floor and walls are cleaned and I'll help you,"

"You mean you'll stay?!" He tried to mask his excitement at the prospect of you staying to help him, you turned to look at him with a raised eyebrow.

"You called me to help...Didn't you?" He nodded smiling to himself as he went to get the bucket from the small cleaning cupboard. It was the real reason you and Changbin weren't as close as you were with the other boys, you had strong feelings for him but you didn't know it until it was too late. You both liked one another but never did anything about it, Changbin had never liked someone that much in a long time and had forgotten what it felt like to get so nervous around someone you stopped being able to function.

Sugar soap was the perfect thing to lift the staining from the tiles and floor but the burnt pan and cookies were gone for life. The cookies were so hard you could have used them for playing ice hockey,

"Do you still want cookies? I'll grab some ingredients while I'm getting decorations." You spoke out as Changbin continued washing up the bowl's he'd already used that morning,

"We have ingredients here but if you could get some festive frosting that would be good, here." He threw you the keys to the dorms from his pocket and you thanked him for it, promising to be back as soon as possible. The fact was, it was Christmas eve and not many places were going to be open and if they were you doubted they would have some decorations that would have matched the burnt and melted ones that were now in the trash.

"I got garlands, I got mistletoe for fun, I got banners and streamers and I even got this-" You pulled out the dancing Santa you'd gotten from the market. He was dressed in shorts, sunglasses with a strip of suncream across his nose,

"What does-" As soon as Changbin questioned it, he wished he hadn't, the Santa began singing and dancing to "Santa Claus is Coming to Town," while you sat there dancing along with it and laughing,

"I'm surrounded by children," Changbin grumbled turning off the Santa and placing it on the kitchen counter, he was going to place it on top of the fridge but he knew he couldn't reach up that high so he didn't bother.

"Do you have ladders? I can hang them up while you prep the cookies?" A chair was dragged out from under the dining room table,

"You're joking...Both of us are short Binnie how are we going to reach the ceiling?" You laughed looking at the chair instead of at Changbin, his heart was flipping as you called him 'Binnie' he'd never heard you call him anything other than his name before, his ears were burning at the idea of hearing it again.

"I'll make sure you don't fall, we have push pins. I'll get them." He had to get out of the kitchen to cool off a little bit, he was so caught up in you calling him by his nickname he'd almost forgotten how to breathe for a second.

"Perfect," You smiled taking the small box of pins from him but your hands caught one another and you felt sparks fly from the gentle touch. Butterflies were let loose in your stomach as you looked away from Changbin hoping he hadn't noticed how caught up you had gotten in the small touch.

"Hold the chair steady!" You yelled as you stood up on your tiptoes trying to hang up the less paper star you'd made,

"I am!" He yelled back at you getting more annoyed every time you told him to keep it steady when he already was, he thought this would be a breeze with you but you'd done nothing but squeal every time the chair moved or you dropped a pin onto the floor below you.

"Ah!" You screamed slipping backwards, the chair kicked out from underneath you and within seconds you were sitting bridal style in Changbin's arms as he stared into your eyes,

"I-I told you I got you," He stuttered out his eyes dancing between your lips as your eyes as he stared at you some more,

"You...You did," You breathed out feeling your heart pick up as you noticed where his eyes were going, yours did the same hoping that he would catch the hint and lean in to kiss you but he just gently lowered you down onto the floor and clapped his hands together.

"Cookies!" His voice boomed walking away from you while you picked up the chair, wondering if you'd just imagined him staring at your lips of if he had in fact done it.

"Cookies," You whispered, not as enthusiastically as him as your head was trying to work its way around the position you had just been in with him while his mind was racing about how he wanted to kiss you.

The tube of bright red icing was in Chanbin's hand as he stepped closer to you, you stepped back shaking your head as you tried to look for somewhere to go by you hit the curtain that hit the bins from the view of fans on Vlive.

"You're trapped," His voice was dark as he smirked at you,

"I-I- Mine was an accident! You got in the way!" You screamed trying to shield yourself from his attack but he grabbed onto your holding you in a tight embrace,

"An accident?! You squirted white frosting on my face and told me I look like I got too excited," You began giggling and laughing at the thought of what you'd done only to be met with a smudge of red icing across your face, hitting your teeth and going into your hair. Changbin was proud of his work and stepped away from you, ready to go back to decorating the Santa cookies you'd been doing together but you weren't over this.

Once the last cookie was decorated and placed out of the way you took a tube of blue frosting you'd used for snowflakes and hid it behind your back. Holding out your hand to shake Changbin's,

"We did a good job and we have an hour to spare," Changbin had a giant smile across his face as he felt accomplished for doing everything today, the dorms looked festive for the boys and the cookies were ready for them.

"Thanks, Y/n, I know we're not that close so it means a lot that you came around today," Your heart filled up as he began to thank you for everything, your plan began to feel unneeded as you wanted to tell him you'd enjoyed yourself.

"I-I had a lot of fun with you actually, it was nice spending some time with you alone." He smiled feeling his whole chest warm-up at the thought of it but then he saw the tube of icing behind your back and he knew what you were going to do.

"Me too, you erm...You have a little-" He reached out acting as if he was going to clear something from your face before he squirted the rest of the red icing at you. Hitting your white shirt and in your hair at the process,

"It's on!" You screamed squirting him back, running around the kitchen trying to hit him with the icing while he blocked off as much of it as he could while hitting you with his own.

"Changbin!" You cried out as he rushed up behind you and squirted the icing into your shirt without looking and squeezed you tightly,

"Ugh, it feels like I've been put through an icing machine," You whined out, for a second Changbin felt back for what he'd done but you turned around to face him in his arms and his heart picked up. You hadn't been this close to one another all day since he'd caught you from falling over,

"Hi," He whispered shyly looking at you,

"Hi," You whispered back to him wrapping your arms around the back of his neck as you finally decided to take charge of the situation,

"W-What are you doing?" He questioned nervously as he looked at you,

"I'm going to kiss you...If you'll let me and it won't hurt our friendship because we're not even that close..." He stared at you waiting for you to kiss him,

"Oh! Right! I want you to kiss me," He rushed out as he realised you were waiting to see if he wanted you to kiss him you stood up on your tiptoes as you connected your lips. It was like a wave rushed over your body as you began kissing him softly, his arms automatically wrapping around your waist to drawer your body closer to his own, his tongue ran along your bottom lip but you pulled away.

"Did I do something wrong?" He worried looking at you as you bit down on your lip, you shook your head. He'd done nothing wrong, in fact, the kiss had been nothing but perfect.

"We should clean up the kitchen, the kiss was amazing Binnie," You kissed his lips softly again and moved out of his arms to begin cleaning up the icing from the floor.

The boys smiled as they walked into the dorms to smell fresh baked goods, Chan noticed the new decorations so he knew something must have happened to the olds ones.

"Changbin-" He stopped himself from yelling when he noticed you and Chanbin curled up on the sofa together, both of you covered in different coloured icing and sleeping soundly. Chan held up his hands to tell the boys to be quiet as he pointed at you both,

"Changbin and Y/n? Who would have thought?" He chuckled watching as Changbin wrapped his arm around you protectively in his sleep, snuggling his head into your neck.

"I did, Lix you owe me food for a week." Seungmin laughed looking at Felix who was now glaring at the pair of you asleep, he'd bet that you both secretly hated each other not loved one another.

"We'll leave them to sleep, game night in our room?" Felix questioned looking at Jeongin and Hyunjin to see if they would agree,

"Sounds good," Minho agreed, snapping a few pictures as he walked past you and Changbin, he could use them for blackmail at a later date if he ever needed it.

Happy birthday @taestannie !!! @missmxqn @changbinswifu @oosnapitskat @peachyhan

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wildernessuntothemselves · 4 years

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Let’s Play Forever

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 3.8k

Summary: Yeonjun had always been confident. Some would say too confident even. It’s you, you’re some. It isn’t until he gets passed over for the leader position that you seem him doubting himself for the first time, and you gotta say, you don’t like it one bit.

A/N: this was gonna be a really nasty femdom fic but I got soft and it turned into a fluffy switchy mess, but it’s still nasty don’t worry and still femdom

Anger bubbles up in your throat and you grit your teeth to try and keep it down as you watch the instructor berate Soobin for the hundredth time.

“I’m sorry, Seongho-nim. I didn’t have enough time to practice.” Soobin mumbles with his head down.

“Yeonjun had the same amount of hours to practice and yet he executed the moves perfectly. Why can’t you?”

Of course he’d bring up Yeonjun, the star trainee. He was good at everything, and he was insufferable about it, parading around and showing off to anyone who would listen.

When you’d first gotten into the company and didn’t know any better, he took you to the wall where the names of the top trainees in each category were written, except they were all the same name–Choi Yeonjun. Your confusion only lasted a second before he smugly proclaimed that he was Choi Yeonjun. He’d gotten on your nerves ever since.

You hated how arrogant he was, but most of all, you resented how his proficiency in everything he set out to do only served to highlight Soobin’s mistakes, making them all the more glaring, and that was just unfair. Soobin worked just as hard as Yeonjun did, it’s not his fault that he’s naturally more clumsy and forgetful. Not everyone can be born blessed with impeccable coordination and sense of rhythm.

“I guess he’s just the better dancer.” Soobin replies meekly.

Out of the corner of your eye, you see Yeonjun smirking at you and you turn your head to glare at him.

“Yeah, no shit. You better get your shit together soon or you won’t be here for much longer.” The instructor growls at the poor boy, and Soobin’s head hangs even lower. “Yes, Seongho-nim.”

You wait until the instructor is out of the room, all the while staring daggers at his retreating back, before you rush forward to comfort Soobin.

“Don’t listen to him, Binnie. You’re a great dancer!” You clasp your arm around his back, trying to shake him out of the horrible mood he was in.

“I don’t know, noona. I just can’t seem to get anything right. Maybe I should just quit.” You gasp. Quit? He can’t quit! You wanted him to stay.

“Don’t say that, sweetie.” You coo softly. Just then, an idea pops up into your head. “I know what we can do! I can help you practice. You’ll get better in no time!”

At that, his head shoots up and he smiles brightly, and you swear you could just smother him in kisses with how happy you’ve made him look. “Really? You’d do that for me?”

“Of course, I’d do anything for you.” There was no hesitation in your words. You’d really do anything for the precious boy.

“You’re so nice to me, noona.” Your heart swells even more until you feel like it could just burst. And then it does, but not in the way you’d hoped. “You know, you remind me of my own noona. With you around it’s like she’s here with me.”

“Oh. That’s nice.” You choke when he engulfs you in a warm hug.

“Thank you for being here for me. I don’t know what I would do without you.” He pulls back but his arms remain around your waist as he smiles down at you innocently, not knowing what his proximity is doing to you.

You were in hell. On the one hand, it felt so good to be held like this by him. You were starved for any kind of intimacy from him. But on the other hand, the way he was looking at you was nothing but genuine and pure, and it killed you that he felt nothing but platonic love for you.

“It’s really no problem.” You say awkwardly, breaking the bittersweet embrace yourself. “Why don’t you go take a shower now. You stink.” You slap his arm lightly, and he laughs.

“Ok. You’re the best, noona!” He kisses your cheek and runs around collecting his stuff.

As soon as he leaves the room, a boisterous laugh erupts from behind you.

“Wow, getting sister-zoned. That’s gotta hurt.”

“Fuck off, Yeonjun.” You turn towards the boy with a mean scowl on your face.

“Come on, noona, he’s never going to be interested in you. He’s too much of a good boy. He can probably sense that you’re bad news, like a little mouse smelling a snake.” He grins, sticking his tongue out between his teeth and making a hissing sound. “I don’t know why you bother with him when you’ve got me right here.”

You rake your eyes over his seated form, eyeing up his long limbs and his pretty face. He was staring you down too, his mouth slightly parted and his eyes dark. He looked hungry and sinful and that’s precisely why you didn’t want him. You liked good boys like Soobin, not arrogant assholes like Yeonjun.

Turning away from him, you start gathering your own stuff. “Thanks but no thanks.”

“Why the fuck not?”

“You’re not my type.”

He scoffs, offended by the mere notion. “I’m everyone’s type. You’re just a frigid bitch.”

That brat!

You round on him, stomping towards him and leaning over him with a sharp frown. “No, I’m just not interested in selfish brats who cares about no one but themselves.”

“I’m not selfish.” You hear him protest as you turn your back on him, but you ignore him, grabbing the last of your items before leaving.

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“You know this isn’t gonna make me do you, right?”

“I’m not trying to get you to do me.”

You glare at him suspiciously, obviously not believing him. There is no way in hell that Yeonjun would voluntarily offer to help you help Soobin practice unless it benefitted him in some way.

He rolls his eyes at your clear distrust of him. “I’m doing this to prove to you that I’m not selfish.”

“So you’re only doing this to make yourself look better? You’re right, that’s not selfish at all.”

He glares at you, “Yeah, and what about you? You’re only helping Soobin because you want to get into his pants.”

“That’s not true!” You splutter. “I care about him as a person!”

“And I care about you.” He shrugs.

“Whatever, as long as it helps Soobin.” You grumble, reluctantly accepting his assistance.

And it did help. To be honest, before Yeonjun joined you, you and Soobin were getting nowhere. Your efforts combined were just not as good as Yeonjun’s and despite the significant improvement, his skills still couldn’t compare to Yeonjun’s. Until the boy in question decided to offer his help.

After that, you weren’t needed that much anymore. Yeonjun was a much better mentor than you were, but you still hung around whenever they practiced together. At first because you didn’t trust Yeonjun. Maybe he was doing this to undermine Soobin in some way or just to generally bully him and lower his spirits. But much to your surprise, Yeonjun was a better instructor than even the company appointed one. He was strict but never abusive. He got frustrated with Soobin sometimes but that was only because he thought he could do better. And he was very creative in explaining things to Soobin–if the younger boy didn’t understand something, he found another way to teach it to him.

You had always suspected that Soobin was a good dancer and singer that could shine if he was given the proper direction and nurture, and with Yeonjun’s help, that’s exactly what he got. And you found yourself growing fonder of Yeonjun the more Soobin thrived under his guidance.

Now instead of attending their practice sessions to make sure Yeonjun wasn’t doing something fishy, you would go just to witness the older boy in his zone. You’ve never really paid much attention to him before–you refused to just because that’s what he wanted you to do–but now that you do, you could see how exceptional he really was. Yes, he was still annoying and his ego was larger than life, but you found yourself softening up to him.

The first time Soobin’s performance got praised instead of insulted by Seonho-nim because of Yeonjun’s help, you were so ecstatic that you had pulled the older boy out of the room and kissed his face off.

“I thought you said this won’t make you have sex with me.” He had smirked at you.

“It won’t.” You shut him up, kissing him again.

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Ever since then, you couldn’t stop thinking about his lips. They were always so plush and inviting, especially when he pouted at you, which seemed to always be happening these days as he kept trying to get closer to you.

You didn’t mind it anymore, Yeonjun was an interesting person and you enjoyed spending more time with him and getting to know him. You had learned that, among the trainees, he’d been here the longest and that some of his friends who had left the company have already debuted–something that only fueled his determination to debut more.

Now that you think about it, Yeonjun wasn’t obligated to care for Soobin. For all he knows, Soobin might not even end up in the debuting team, or worse, he might beat Yeonjun for a position.

That’s why it must’ve stung so much when Soobin was chosen as the leader for Bighit’s new boy group instead of Yeonjun.

It was disconcerting to see him doubting himself. You were so used to his cocksure attitude and easy confidence that you almost forgot that he was human too and was subject to the same doubts and fears everyone was.

It shouldn’t bother you this much. Soobin was getting the acknowledgement he deserved at long last, and he was more than appreciative to you for it, gushing about how he never would’ve had the courage and will power to continue if not for your help. But you found yourself only half-listening to his words of gratitude, your mind occupied by the crest-fallen boy who for the first time ever actually looked unsure of himself.

“It’s not the end of the world, Yeonjun.” You told him, back at your apartment. You don’t know why you even invited him over, but you couldn’t handle seeing him look so angry and lost. “These leader positions don’t go to the best trainee. They go to the one who could mediate the group the best, and Soobin is a good mediator.”

“I deserve that position! What can he do that I can’t do?” He asks, and for once, it’s a question rather than a proclamation.

“Listen!” You yell out in frustration, “A good leader needs to listen and you never do.”

“I can’t believe that after all I’ve done, I still lost.”

“Don’t be stupid, Yeonjun. You didn’t lose shit. You still got into the group.”

“Yeah, but I’d have to take orders from him from now on.” He laments bitterly, and you know he doesn’t mean it like that. He’d come to be close with Soobin too, but it must hurt to have the person you helped train get chosen over you. “I’d rather quit.”

“What is it with you boys and quitting? No one is quitting!” You scold him.

“What do you care anyway? Isn’t this what you wanted all along, for me to fail and Soobin to succeed?” He crosses his arms, leaning against your table and looking at you like a wounded puppy.

You roll your eyes and march over to him, “I never wanted you to fail, Yeonjun. I just wanted Soobin to feel better.”

He scoffs, averting his eyes. “Well, he must feel like a fucking champ right now.”

Stepping ever closer to him, you corner him between your body and the table, “And what about you, how does that make you feel?”

“Like shit?” It comes out like a question as he stares at you in suspicion, his eyebrows furrowing and his lips in a pout, trying to figure out what you were going to do.

You place your hands on either side of him on the table, effectively trapping him. He looks so cute like this, all vulnerable and lost. You weren’t used to him being so docile, but it was fucking turning you on. And when his tongue darted out to nervously wet his lips, you couldn’t hold yourself back.

You cut off his startled question as you capture his mouth with your own. Taking advantage of his momentarily shock, you press your lips against his in small kisses that end before he gets to fully enjoy them, teasing him. His lips were as plump as you remember, and you take the bottom one between your teeth and bite down, making it swell up even more. His mouth opens in a gasp and you soothe over his now red lip with your tongue before slipping it into his open mouth.

Once he feels your tongue against his, he reciprocates the kiss, wrapping his lips around your tongue and trapping it inside his mouth as his own tongue moves against yours. When he starts clutching onto you, panting and hard, you pull away, earning yet another pout from his full and wet lips.

“Shh,” You can’t resist pressing one last quick peck against his glistening lips before moving along his jaw and down his neck, your kisses getting rougher the needier he gets.

“Are you doing this just to make me feel better?” He gasps out, pressing your body to his. You could feel how hard he was already and it made you want to devour him.

“Maybe.” You whisper in his ear before sucking on the sweet spot under it, earning a choked moan from him as his hips involuntarily buck forward. Truth is, you’ve wanted to do more than kiss him for a long time now.

“I’m worth more than a pity fuck.” He grumbles, and then gasps when you slip your hand down his pants, wrapping it around his hot member. “You are.”

He moans as your palm swipes over his slit, and spreads his legs to give you better access, his back arching as his hips buck up in time with your strokes.

Pulling on your hair gently, he pulls your mouth away from his neck and makes you face him. “Say it.”

Looking him straight in the eye, you say genuinely, “You deserve so much more, baby. You’re one of a kind.” You stroke him faster, watching hungrily as he gasps for air.

“And what about Soobin?” He prods, one of his hands slipping under your shirt.

“He’s a good boy too.”

He frowns at that, pushing your bra up and pinching your nipple. You gasp, your back arching into his touch and your hand tightening around his length.

“But I’m better, right?“ He bites his lip, but his moans still come out as your strokes become more firm the more he plays with your breasts.

“This is what you wanted Soobin for, right? To be your obedient little fucktoy?” He asks brattily, one measure mocking and the other spoiled, and you feel your underwear sticking to you uncomfortable with how wet you were becoming. “It’s okay, noona, you can play with me instead. I’ll be your good boy.”

Taking your hands off him, you push him away to slip your pants and underwear down to your legs and kick them away. Then you switch positions with him so you’re sitting on top of the table and he’s standing between your legs.

Grabbing his dick, you slide it up and down your soaking slit. Every time it touches your hole, you push just the head of it inside before pulling it back out, leaving you aching and clenching around nothing, but it’s worth it to hear his whimpers each time.

“What a filthy mouth you have, baby. Such a bad boy who knows how to act good to get what he wants.”

“Hmm,” He buries his face in your neck, sucking big, wet kisses all over your skin. “Let me fuck you then.”

“How much do you want it?” You tease as you push more of him inside and squeeze your walls around him, only to pull it back out once again.

“So fucking bad.” He whines, grabbing your ass and bucking his hips forward, his dick sliding wetly over your pussy. “I can just fuck you stupid.”

“Yeah, is that what you fantasize about, Junnie? Fucking me until I break on your cock baby?” You goad him, rubbing the head of his cock against your clit.

“Yeah I want to fuck you until you’re so filled up with my cum and your pussy is so sore, I’ll ruin you for other men.” He takes his cock from your hand and lines himself up with your entrance and pushes inside.

“Go slow.” You moan, throwing your head back. He huffs into your shoulder as his body becomes flush against yours. His mouth continues abusing your neck as his hips swivel and grind against yours, the friction making you involuntarily close your legs, bringing him even closer to you.

“Good boy.”

“Yeah, I’m your best boy.” He boasts, hips pulling back ever so slight just to snap forward again, hitting you deep inside in sharp little bursts. “You like having my cock in you? It fills you up just right, huh?”

“Yes, you’re just perfect, baby.”

“I can feel how your pussy is just dying to milk me dry.” He pulls back to take your shirt and bra off, and cups your breasts in his hands, pushing them together. “Can’t wait till you’re all stuffed full of my cum.”

"You can’t have it all, Junnie.” Your voice shakes as his thumbs twirl around your nipples, “Either you get to fuck me how you want or you get to cum inside me. You can’t have both.”

“And why not?” His hands massage your breasts as his hips keep grinding against yours, making you feel like you could cum just from this.

“Because it’s more fun for me this way.” You grin, dragging your nails down his chest and making his hips jump forward.

“So this is how you wanna play, huh?” He challenges, “Fine by me.”

Pushing you flat against the table, he grabs you by the hips and snaps his hips into you, fucking you roughly.

“Shit.” You bite down on your tongue, getting overwhelmed with the sudden spike in pleasure. If you had known the sex would be this good, you would’ve fucked him a long time ago.

“Is it as good as you imagined it, baby boy?” You tease him, using your own hands to play with your tits.

“Yes, noona. You’ve kept me waiting for too long.” He growls, his tight grip on your hips barely enough to hold you in place against his sharp thrusts.

“Poor baby.” You purr, tightening yourself around him and drawing out a long moan from his throat. “Is it too much for you?”

He scoffs and his hips stop moving. You frown, “Why did you–”

You gasp as you feel him squeeze a finger inside of you, stretching you out almost painfully as your pussy widens to accommodate the extra girth. You whine and squirm in discomfort as his finger prods around the tight space, but he presses his other hand down on your abdomen and holds you in place.

“Yeonjun, I swear to god–oh fuck!” You suddenly cry out as his finger hits just the right spot inside of you.

A grin stretches across his face as you realize what he’s doing but it’s too late because then he’s fucking you with both his dick and his finger, the combined stretch of his dick and the incessant way he was rubbing against your sweet spot has your legs shaking and trying to close up, the stimulation too much. But his body prevents you from closing your legs, forcing you to lie there and take it.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” You grit out, feeling the sharp pleasure shoot up your body as he adds another finger to the one already inside.

“Yeah, cum on my cock, noona.” He groans and fucks you even harder, the slapping sound of his thighs hitting yours and your slick squelching around his fingers filling the room.

When you cum, your pussy almost couldn’t contract around him for how much it was stretched. “Fuck, I can’t, I can’t!” You cry out, your eyes closing against the intense pleasure and your body shaking under him.

“Ah–I’m gonna c-cum, noona.” He whimpers quietly but you hear it, and it tears you out of your hazy orgasm. You summon all your strength and sit up, pushing him out of you and closing your fist tightly around the base of his dick.

“No, no, no.” He shouts, his hips humping the air as he tries to hold onto his orgasm, but with your hand wrapped tightly around him, only a few drops of cum drip down his cock as it twitches in vain.

“What did I say about cumming inside, Junnie?”

“You’re a fucking sadist.” He growls, resting his forehead against yours as he tries to catch his breath and calm down.

“Now I could not let you cum just for that attitude.” You chastise.

“No, please, let me cum, please. I’m sorry.” He whines, kissing you, hot and desperate. His body vibrates in your hold and you could practically taste his desperation. “Please.”

“Okay.” You relent, if only because of the delicious burn in your pussy from the orgasm he brought you just seconds ago. As you jack him off, you spread your legs, putting your pussy on display for him, taunting him with what he can’t have. “Maybe if you’re good, you could cum inside me next time.”

He was so close already that it only takes him a couple of strokes to cum, his seed landing on your pussy and inner thighs, contrasting prettily against your skin. He must like it too because he stares at like he’s committing it to memory.

“Fuck, thank you.” He grunts, taking off his shirt and wiping the mess between your legs with it.

“Oh, you didn’t have to.” You say sheepishly, feeling sorry for ruining his shirt.

But he doesn’t care, chucking it to the floor and enveloping you in a sudden embrace, his breath warm against your ear. You let him hold you for a bit, stroking his back as his breathing evens out and his heartbeat slows down.

Pulling back ever so slightly, you cup his face between your hands and whisper to him, “I meant it, by the way. I think you’re amazing and you’re gonna do huge things in the future.”

“I know.” He retorts cheekily, and you roll your eyes and pull him in for a kiss.

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A/N: Feedback is greatly appreciated mwah

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sungie · 4 years

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seo changbin ; stargazing

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honestly, changbin is such a cutie

when he told you to bring a hoodie and dress somewhat warmly (or at least, like, bring a blanket just in case), you were a little concerned

considering one, it's night; and two, it's summer

but when changbin pulls up and the two of you are driving, he casually lets it slip that the two of you are gonna watch the stars because there’s been a meteor shower for the past few days and today’s the best day to view them (plus the sky isn’t cloudy tonight)

“binnie, you're so sweet”

changbin grumbles and brushes it off, but you can tell he's amused

when you finally get to the top of the hill, the two of you find a bench and changbin surprises you with a paper bag he managed to hide underneath his jacket and he’s brought fire noodles!!

you tease him because wow. changbin, ur really pulling all the stops today

we're being soft and you’re going to cry in front of me, i'm honored

changbin is so done with you, but he's laughing and just shakes his head

the two of you mix the bean paste together with the noodles because changbin was an angel and prepped everything before, and so armed with a pair of chopsticks, you and changbin both take huge bites

and the two of you are laughing so much because it’s so good but after a while, god, it gets spicy

but because you don't wanna miss the stars from slightly watery eyes, you pull out a couple of pastries you brought along with you just in case

they’re from the bakery right across the street where jeongin’s “friend” works, and the pastries are wrapped in pretty packaging and taste heavenly

and plus, going on night time adventures with your best friend is pretty much a common occurrence, so you had to be prepared for dessert

you hand one to changbin, and boy, does it look like he could kiss you right now and then

he’s just so happy because he loves this bakery so much

while the two of you are eating your food, one bite of pastry, one bite of fire noodles, he can't stop cracking jokes and nudging your side

changbin’s so funny, what the hell, he always makes you laugh and clutch your sides

and as the two of you finally just lean your heads back and stare at the sky, hoping to see anything, there's a confused silence between the two of you because okay, the stars are pretty, sure, but it's nothing new and there are definitely no meteors

at least, not any that you see

as if he can read your mind, changbin gives you a look and the two of you both sit up when a little kid starts screaming a distance away and starts tugging on his mom’s sleeve that he’s seen a meteor, five of them!

changbin and you look at each other blankly

"am i going blind, or what"

"me too bin, me too"

you and changbin just are the most iconic duo, really, the rest of changbin’s friends will legit not hang out with the two of you alone because you’re both so in tune to each other and have so many inside jokes and make everyone else feel like a third wheel (ft. felix crying in the corner i lost my best friend hgghhh)

so you two start being annoying

it started with you nudging changbin in the ribs, and then him kicking your knee cap, and then you whacking his shoulder, and then him tickling your neck

and then you both completely start ignoring the stars, just both staring up at the night sky and singing a random song to the stars in a sort of offering

and considering changbin writes his own songs, this is just embarrassing

you two are laughing so much and then get bored with singing and turn this stargazing into dare or dare but with a twist

"if you move across the sky, then i'll streak across the park!"

"if you send down a meteor, then i'll steal hyunjin's favorite shirt!"

"if you show yourself, i'll pretend i don’t know who minho's cats are!"

you’re both so dumb and stupid right now, like how are you two both sober, but you can't stop laughing

and changbin goes, "if a meteor comes, then i'll confess to the person i like"

and changbin literally does this to spite you because he will not tell you who he likes despite so much badgering

and bitch,, there’s a fucking meteor that darts quickly across the sky

it’s so fast that it’s just a bright white line that traces across the sky and then disappears, but it’s definitely a meteor

funnily enough, the little kids a while away are dead silent and did not see it

you start howling with laughter

baby changbin isn't baby anymore, he's growing up

you start rolling him over and shaking him, lovingly, “the stars have spoken, now take out your phone and confess, loser”

changin's so embarrassed, like for a second you almost feel bad

but it’s his fault for tempting the star gods

when you look back at changbin his cheeks are flushed, and he’s rubbing the back of his neck

"now? you want me to confess now?"

oh my god

“yes, changbin, grow some balls and do it! do it, be there or be square”

and changbin just laughs a little, and doesn’t even make a motion to take out his phone

and then he meets your eyes and murmurs a self-explanatory, "i like you."

"okay, yeah, yeah, i like you, too,, oh my god you snake i already know you like me, now don't be sneaky, confess"

for a moment, changbin just stares at you blankly

he looks so confused and he’s just staring at you with furrowed brows and his eyes are kind of flickering back and forth like he can’t quite understand what’s going on

“what?”

“take out your phone and confess,” you say simply. “you’ve got to go through with your dare.”

and then, what you say catches up to him, and changbin starts laughing.

he’s so amused, and when you groan at him, he just laughs more

and maybe, now, he’s just a little eager to see your reaction when he says, "i already did"

your mouth drops open

“are you for real?”

changbin just shrugs, seriously regretting his decisions, because this is definitely not the reaction he thought he’d get from confessing

he's kind of embarrassed, and debates whether he should crawl into himself and disappear, but then he simply lets out a breath and turns to you.

"yeah. i like you. so, let me know if you like me too, or whatever."

or whatever, oh my god

you're finally getting it through your head, and you can't stop grinning

and then you lean forward and plant a kiss on changbin's lips

"i like you too!"

and honestly, you’re not going to lie, you were getting pretty nervous when he said he was going to confess, and now that you know he's confessing to you, well, you're over the moon

“so i guess we have that friends to lovers thing, huh?” you tease, poking him in the cheek lightly. “now you’re morally obligated to compliment me.”

“okay,” changbin says, staring directly at you, “i just saw the brightest star. it’s prettier than all the others, too.”

you can feel the heat rising to your face and you just whack him lightly in the arm, “you’re so cheesy.”

“you just can’t handle compliments”

“hey, take that back” :((

changbin just smiles at you and lets you rest your head against his shoulder, his arm wrapping around you

“i can be cheesy, too, you know,” you murmur into his ear

changbin laughs, fully not believing you. “go for it.”

“who took the stars out of the sky and put them in your eyes?”

changbin self destruct

so gone

literally so blushy and embarrassed

but you get a kiss on your eyelid in response

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continue on your journey?

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hongism · 4 years

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under the stars - s.changbin 18+

➻ pairing: changbin x fem!reader

➻ wc: 1.9k

➻ genre: fluff, smut

➻ rating: nsfw

➻ warnings: explicit smut, fingering, outdoor sex, wrap it before u tap it unlike changbin n reader

➻ summary: maybe a stargazing date in the middle of winter wasn’t the best idea but changbin shows you how lovely it can be

➻ requested by: anonymous

➻ prompts:

“Do you want my hoodie?”

“Steal the blanket again, I dare you.”

Under the Stars

A cool breeze sweeps over the two of you, and you huddle closer to Changbin in attempts to use his body as a blockade. It isn’t the most effective plan, and the cold air hits you anyways, but at least Changbin is radiating a bit of body heat for you to press against. His gaze is still stuck to the sky and watching the stars glitter above you two; however, you can’t keep your eyes off his sharp features.

A small smile comes to your lips without you realizing it, and you tuck yourself further against his side. The thick fleece blanket over your bodies is doing a lot to block the cold temperature, but Changbin is hogging most of the fabric with his legs. You exhale slowly and press your head against his bicep, finally looking up at the sky with him.

It’s nice to just sit in each other’s presence like this; drinking in the night air with no one in sight and only the nightlife to keep you company.

“I think we should be able to see Orion’s belt sometime tonight,” Changbin whispers as he turns his head towards yours. You glance over at him, another smile crawling onto your lips.

“Maybe Carina too?” You suggest.

“I don’t know. It’s best seen in March, so we may be out of luck.” Changbin presses his nose against your cheek, exhaling warm breath across your skin. You lean into the touch and revel in the warmth he provides. Goosebumps are still running rampant across your arms, and Changbin seems to notice that because he props himself up on his elbows. “Do you want my hoodie?” He asks, motioning towards the clothing across his chest currently.

“No, keep it, baby. I’m alright. I’ve got the blanket.” You tug the fleece towards you some, and Changbin doesn’t protest your movements. “How much longer do we have?”

Changbin glances down at his wristwatch and checks the time before turning back to you. “Two more hours maybe. Then we’ll get collected.”

“Don’t call it being collected. That’s weird.” You scrunch your nose up. Changbin takes the opportunity to duck in and press a quick kiss to the tip of your nose. He laughs at your disgruntled expression that follows, then goes in for another cheeky kiss. His lips trail down your cheek, following the line of your jaw, and make a wet path down your neck. The trail of saliva leaves you cold as another breeze hits the two of you. “Oh god, that’s cold, Binnie.”

“I’ll warm you up, don’t worry.”

“Ew!” He pulls back from your neck, staring at you in disbelief, then darts a hand out towards the blanket now over your legs. You swat at his perpetrating hand. “Um, no! My blanket.”

“What? No, I brought the blanket! It’s mine.”

“What’s yours is mine.”

He ignores your protests and attempts to snatch the blanket off you, but you smack his arm again.

“Steal the blanket again, I dare you.”

“Fine, keep the blanket. I’ll be under it with you in no time.”

“Ew!”

“I’m your boyfriend! I can say shit like that.”

“Ew,” you whine again, drawing out the syllable as Changbin continues to work down your skin with his lips. He stops at the juncture of your neck. He drags the flat over his tongue over the sensitive skin there and nips at it once he’s done lavishing you with his tongue. You sigh into the empty air above you, breath fogging in the cold.

Changbin pulls back from your neck only to tug you closer to him. He rolls onto his back, dragging you and the fleece blanket on top of him. The blanket catches on your foot and bundles up between your bodies. Your boyfriend releases a sigh of frustration, tugging at the material until it comes loose.

“You’re so cute when you get annoyed,” you giggle. Changbin huffs in response then tosses the blanket over your body again. For a moment, the two of you just stare at each other, eyes filled with love, and you drink in his warmth. Sure enough, as he claimed earlier, here he is under the blanket with you. You aren’t going to tell him he was right though. He doesn’t need the ego boost.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers. “My own little star.”

“Stop saying cheesy things. I’m lactose intolerant.”

“Okay, yea, nevermind. My own little shit.”

You throw your head back and laugh loudly into the open air. Changbin brings a hand to your hair. His fingers comb over your scalp, soft and gentle motions that bring a chill down your spine. You bend down to press your lips against his. You keep it delicate and barely brush his lips. His eyes flutter shut at the ghosting touch.

It’s a calm moment for the two of you. You don’t even want to move from his chest, content to just lay atop him for as long as possible. The two of you live busy lives, constantly doing something and moving at high speeds just to keep up with life. This is a rare and treasured moment of slowness. Peace. You revel in it while you can.

His lips find yours again, a rougher touch now, and you push back with equal force. His teeth tease your lower lip, nipping and tugging at it, and he drags his tongue over the swollen skin. You moan into the kiss, and he pulls you as close as possible, swallowing your sounds with his touch. He trails his hands down your sides before slipping them under the hem of your shirt and caressing the soft skin there with his warm fingers.

He’s getting a bit excited, and you can feel his bulge pressing against the inside of your thigh. You pull away from his lips to sit up straight atop him, a smile on both of your faces. You drag your palm over his crotch, and he bucks against your hand when you give his clothed member a small squeeze.

“Let’s roll over,” he says, biting back a slight moan. “I need to stretch you a bit first.” You link your arms around his shoulders and let him roll you onto your back. He doesn’t bother to pull the blanket away, instead letting you roll onto it as he brings his hands to the band of your pants. He moves as though you two have all the time in the world, but you really just want him to hurry the fuck up and rail you already.

Deft fingers hook onto your pants and underwear and tug them down in one go. You help him pull the material completely off, and he bunches them up to toss onto the grass.

“Binnie, they’re gonna get covered in dirt and grass!”

“You don’t need them right now,” he mutters in response. You whine as he spreads your legs, exposing your core to the cold air. He drags two fingers over your folds. “Someone’s excited already.” He pushes past the thick strands of arousal and into the heat of your core. You try to keep your moan quiet but Changbin crooks his fingers inside you without warning, and a wanton moan slips out. “You sound so pretty, baby.”

“Hurry up, Binnie. I want you to fuck me.”

“So demanding.” Changbin clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth.

“We both know who’s in charge, love. So hurry up.”

“Yes ma’am.” Changbin laughs under his breath and begins to pump his fingers in and out of your drenched core. As he scissors you open with one hand, his other hand moves for the button of his pants. You sit up on your elbows and watch him struggle for a few moments before swatting his fingers away and popping the button yourself. You yank his pants down, tugging his underwear aside as well, and his leaking member finally hits the cold air. You spit on your palm with no hesitation then envelop his cock with your hand.

“Can you fuck me now?” You ask as you pump his member and spread the saliva over him. He nods frantically, pulling his fingers out of you only to pop them into his mouth and suck your juices off them. Something about the sight is hot, and you watch him clean his fingers of your arousal with a smirk. In one swift movement, he pushes you onto your back and guides his weeping members to your entrance. You tuck your legs around his back and hold him in place as he enters you.

A hiss leaves your lips, his cock stretching you open, and he bottoms out with a small groan. He hangs his head and watches the point where his cock is buried inside you.

“Fuck, you look so pretty all stuffed like this,” he says through gritted teeth. You reach up to grip his hair, tugging his head up to look you in the eye.

“Move before I decide to take control.”

He doesn’t wait for another command, pulling out and snapping his hips back against yours. You moan at the impact. Your fingers linger in his hair, and you pull him down to your lips, You meet in a clash of teeth, small laughs escaping both of you before you kiss properly. With each tug you give to his hair, Changbin releases a small moan and his noises only encourage you to keep doing it. He’s thrusting into you with such intensity that you think your cervix will be bruised tomorrow, but the sensation of his cock dragging against your sweet spot is overpowers that pain.

Changbin brings his hands down on either side of your head. You slip your tongue into his mouth, and his meets yours in a clash for dominance. Your hands slip down to tug at the hair on the nape of his neck, toying with that small mullet of his, and he relents dominance with a low whine.

“I-I’m gonna cum,” he says as he pulls back from your lips. You nod, unable to form an actual coherent thought, and all that comes out of your mouth are moans. You clench around Changbin’s member, the rushing wave of your orgasm prepares to crash over you, and you pull Changbin back in for one more kiss before it hits. You cry out in pleasure, and he eats up the sound with his lips. Hips stutter, and he thrusts into you one more time before he cums in you. His arms give out under him as his orgasm hits. The breath leaves your body when his weight collapses on top of you, then you wrap your arms around his neck and hold him as close as you can.

The two of you bask in the afterglow of your orgasms, clinging to each other like your lives depend on it. Neither of you moves for quite some time. You watch the sky with tired eyes, suddenly exhausted from your intense workout with Changbin.

“Hey… there’s a shooting star,” you mumble as something flashes across the sky. Changbin shifts on top of you and pulls himself up. “Make a wish?” You smile up at him. He laughs at your words then presses a quick kiss to your lips.

“I don’t need to make any wishes when I have you.”

☽ ☾

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okskz · 4 years

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Beach Night.

mia & changbin + mari & yeonjun

just two couples spending a lovely night at the beach in which it ends up going wrong.

today’s post is a little different, so I hope you all don’t mind. today marks a year that @cloudymari and I have been besties so we decided to do a special post for this special day. hope you guys enjoy reading! and don’t forget to check hers out too :)

“When do you think the guys will arrive?” Mari questioned as her and Mia walked through the sand, both carrying things for their double date.

Mia only shrugged, knowing exactly how her boyfriend is. “Knowing Changbin and him taking his sweet, precious time. It won’t be soon.”

The two girls laughed, coming to a stop in the middle of the beach. Placing their stuff on the sand, they turned to look at the sky. The sun was still out but was soon to set in, giving the sky a nice orange color.

“Now I’m a little bummed. The sky looks pretty and I wish Yeonjun was here so we could take cute pictures together.” Mari pouted.

“Well, you have me for now.” Mia smiled. “And that should be the only thing that matters.”

Mari broke out to a smile as Mia was quick to take out her phone. She stood next to Mari, extending out her arm to take a selfie, the sunset in the background.

“Cute!” Mia exclaimed.

“We should go check out the water.” Mari suggested. The girl took off her sandals as well as Mia and the two made a run for it. The sand was a little warm against their feet but once they got closer to the water, the sand began getting cooler.

When the water caught up to their feet, the girls instantly walked away. “It’s so cold!” Mari yelled.

Mia chuckled as she walked back to the warm sand. “I think I’m just gonna stay here.”

“I’m with you on that.”

The two ended up walking back to their spot and began setting up. Mari placed a large blanket on the sand as Mia placed the pillows on top after. She even took out a small speaker from her bag to play some music for background noise.

Mari took out the small candle lights and placed them around the blanket. “It looks perfect.” She smiled.

“We did a great job.” Mia turned back around to look at the sky once more, noticing the sun was setting more and it would be dark soon. “Curse Changbin for taking so long. They’re missing out on this. I swear the moment I see him I’m gonna give him a piece of my mind-“

“Hey ladies! Looking for us?” Changbin shouted, causing both girls to turn around. Him and Yeonjun were walking side by side, holding bags with food inside.

Mia ran towards her boyfriend, practically jumping on him. “Binnie!” She cupped his face and brought her lips to his.

Mari couldn’t help but laugh as she shook her head, going in to hug Yeonjun. He gently placed a kiss on the top of her head. “What took you guys so long?” She questioned.

Yeonjun brought his attention to Changbin, giving him a side eye.

“You don’t even have to tell me.” Mia scoffed.

“In my defense! I was just trying to find my girl’s favorite snack.” Changbin took a small bag of chips from the bag and handed it to Mia, in which her smile grew wide.

“I’ll let it slide this time.”

***

“You guys missed the sunset earlier.” Mari said, placing a strawberry in her mouth.

Changbin rolled his eyes. “If this is you trying to bring up that I was the cause of why we were late, drop it.”

Mia shook her head, grabbing a strawberry and stuffed it into Changbin’s mouth before he could say another word to Mari.

“Thank you.” Mari laughed.

The sun was now replaced by the moon, along with stars sparkling in the night sky. It made their double date even more memorable.

And after finishing their food, the couples only stared at the sky. Yeonjun rested his arms around Mari’s waist and brought her back against his chest. “It looks beautiful doesn’t it?” He whispered against her ear.

The sound of his voice brought goosebumps to Mari as she smiled, nodding her head. “Yeah, it does.” She whispered back, taking one of his hands and bringing it to her lips.

“You wanna go walk down the shoreline?” She questioned him. He only nodded, bringing himself, along with Mari up.

Mia watched the two walking away and she smiled. “Let’s go too.” She said, tugging on Changbin’s arm.

“Why?” He groaned. “They finally left us so now we can make out.”

He tried grabbing Mia’s face but she was quick to move her head. She stood up quickly and extended her arm out to him. “Please, Binnie.” She pouted.

“Well how can I say no now.” He grabbed her hand and brought himself up. The two began running and laughing with each other until they were at the shore line.

Changbin had picked Mia up and spun her around as he kissed the top of her forehead. “I love you.”

Mia only smiled at him. “I guess I love you too.” She laughed.

Changbin gave her a small glare before smirking and picking her up more that she wrapped her legs around him. “Just for saying that, you’re going in the water.”

Mia’s smile dropped as she quickly tried getting down but Changbin was holding underneath her thighs tightly.

“Seo Changbin, stop!”

He began laughing hard once his feet were in the water. Mia looked down then back up at him, giving him a glare. “Please, stop it!”

He walked faster until the water was at his knees and carefully dropped Mia in the water. “I hate you!” She splashed water on him, making Changbin run away from her. Mia got up and looked down at her jean shorts than were now soaking wet along with half of her shirt.

She made a run for it to chase her boyfriend but being in the water made it rather difficult. Once she made it back to the shoreline, Changbin was standing there laughing at her.

“Just wait until we get home and you have to sleep on the couch.”

Changbin’s laughter died down as he looked at Mia. “Baby, no.”

“Baby, yes.”

“You’ll just end up asking me to come back to bed because you hate sleeping alone.”

Mia let out a sigh, knowing he was right and Changbin smirked at her.

The two heard laughter coming from the other side of the beach and when they turned their attention to the other couple, Mari was barely picking herself back up with the help of Yeonjun.

“I can’t believe you let me fall!” Mari whined.

“You slipped off my back!” Yeonjun defended himself but couldn’t help but laugh at what had happened.

“And you couldn’t think to catch me?”

“You were too fast.”

“What happened?” Mia asked, approaching them.

“Yeonjun let me fall in the water.” Mari looked down at her clothing. “And now my clothes are ruined. What happened to you.” She chuckled.

Mia side eyed Changbin. “At least yours was an accident. He, on the other hand, threw me in there.”

Yeonjun and Mari began laughing. “Our boyfriends must hate us then.”

“I’m starting to think so too.” Mia extended her arm out to Mari in which she looped her arm with hers. “Let’s get away from them. And maybe next time it’s just us two hanging out.”

Mari giggled, looking back at Yeonjun and Changbin. “Yeah, I’d like that.”

Yeonjun turned to Changbin, slightly smacking him on the arm. “Tell your girlfriend to stop stealing mine!”

“Yah! I can say the same thing to you!”

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hxpemingi · 4 years

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missing puzzle piece <3 s.c.b

a/n: this is my first ever lil au that ive written so please bare with me as i’m typing this as i go hehe (✿◠‿◠) sorry for any grammatical errors!!

Summary: you and changbin have been friends for years, you’ve always had a soft spot for this kid. You have always had those lingering thoughts in the back of your mind that maybe one day this friendship could turn into something more..

word count: 2.6k

genre/rating: oneshot!, friends to lovers!, female reader, college age, fluff, just pure fluff, angst if you squint.

As the summer winds down and the sense of the cool breeze fills the air, i know soon enough that the fall semester is coming closer. i dont mind school all that much, its even better that i get to spend the day with one of my closest friends changbin. we’ve been friends for gosh knows how long and we act like brother and sister at this point. But nonetheless, theres always that feeling of “what if” in the back of my mind.... what if we did end up dating? I always feel like a puzzle with a missing piece.... I want to find someone to complete the puzzle. As i shove those thoughts to the back of my mind i hear my phone buzzing on my bed.

-Binnie 6:30pm-

what u doing tonight? are you free??

-Y/N 6:33pm-

i have a hot date with a bowl of ice cream and the couch tonight, but i guess i can rain check. whatchu got planned?

-Binnie 6:37pm-

Wanna go to the beach with me and the boys? we plan on chilling and watching the sunset with a fire and a few drinks. whaddya say you in?

-Y/N 6:40pm-

count me in...pick me up in 30

-Binnie 6:45pm-

shweeeeet see u then

As soon as i see that text, i put my phone down and change out of some comfy clothes and change into shorts and a cropped tee. I should probably bring a hoodie but i know Changbin has a few in his car. I swear that man has a whole closet in his car. I put on a pair of slip on shoes so that way i can take them off when I’m at the beach. As I’m putting on shoes i see Changbin’s car pull into my driveway. After grabbing my house keys and purse I head down the driveway to get into the car where Felix and Han are in the backseat giving me the front seat.

“Glad you gave up your hot date with ice cream to hangout with us tonight” Changbin says as he heads down the road to get to the beach.

“You know i was gonna finish Avatar tonight and cry over my love for zuko but NOOOOOOO i’m gonna become a babysitter for 9 kids as they throw each other in the ocean” i say with the slightest bit of sarcasm

“Oh c’mon Y/N, the ending of avatar can wait. theres supposed to be a comet tonight!!!!” Felix chirps from the backseat

“Yeah Y/N the sky is supposed to be clear and we’ll be able to see it pass by, you wont be able to see it for another 100 years!” Han chimes in.

“They’re right Y/N, it’s a perfect night to watch it. When will you ever be able to say you’ve seen a comet pass by in your lifetime?” Changbin adds to the conversation.

“I’m pretty sure I saw a comet that time where we were all star gazing on Minho’s roof last summer” i say to them as changbin pulls into the beach parking lot.

“Y/N i hate to break it to you, but that was an airplane.” Han says while Felix giggles.

I turn back at the giggling fools and give them a glare.

“I SHALL STAND BY THE FACT THAT IT WAS A COMET YOU TWO” i say back to the boys as Changbin puts the car into park.

We meet up with the rest of the boys who are currently setting up a makeshift fire pit and setting out some foldable chairs, thats when i realize theres 9 chairs but 10 people. Guess I will have to sit in the sand. I don’t worry about it too much when i see Chan currently chasing Seungmin with a dead jellyfish on a stick trying to poke him. We haven’t been here a total of 5 minutes and there’s already chaos.

After an hour or two of the boys running around in the sand, throwing each other in the water, and a quite competitive game of tag, the sun starts to turn the sky the most beautiful shades of orange and red. Chan runs to his car to grab a speaker and Hyunjin starts a fire. Pretty soon the boys gather around the fire when Jeongin says

“Guys theres only 9 chairs and 10 of us...”

“I’ll just sit on the sand.” I say as I get ready to sit in the sand.

“Y/N, just sit on my lap” Changbin says quietly as you didn’t hear him walk up behind you

“Nono Binnie it’s fine I-”

“No excuses, now come on” he says as he drags me with my hand in his.

While I’m sure no one saw that encounter, I’m pretty sure they see the huge blush that has crept across my face. Sure I’ve sat on changbins lap before, we do it when theres movie night at Woojins place. It’s nothing new between us but my feelings for Changbin push through my mind and soon enough, I’m sitting on his lap trying to make myself comfy on his thighs. Changbin casually snakes his hands across my waist and i suddenly freeze up. Well thats new, he normally never does that. I try to relax my body and for some reason, it feels natural. I suddenly feel safe in his arms.

“Does anyone know when this whole comet thing will come??” Minho says as the music plays in the background.

“According to my phone, it says that we’ll be able to see it pass through around 10 or so.” Felix says as he looks it up on his phone.

“Well since we have time to kill, how about a friendly game of truth or dare?” Hyunjin adds to the conversation.

the group and I nod our heads in agreement as the game of truth or dare starts.

“Seungmin, Truth or dare?” Hyunjin starts off.

“Dare” Seungmin says non chalantly.

“I dare you to run into the ocean with your shoes on” hyunjin says while everyone giggles

“Really? I just bought these shoes ughhhhh” Seungmin sighs as he gets up from his chair and runs towards the water

“I hate this i hate this i hate this” he says as everyone by the fire laughs hysterically

Once he returns back to the shore where the fire pit is, he takes off his shoes and sits down with a huff.

“alright lets see, Y/N truth or dare?” He says as his eyes direct towards me and changbin.

I’m not one to play these games so i decided to play it safe

“Truth” i say

“BOOORRRRRINGGGGGGG” Han says from the other side of the fire

“Hmm, when was the last time you kissed a boy?” he says and the group falls silent

Shit, when was the last time i kissed someone? well besides my cat Lucifer i don’t think i’ve ever kissed anyone? Do I lie and say last week? or do I tell the truth and say no one?

“uhhh never” I say in a quiet voice as everyone eyes are glued to me still. I can feel Changbins gaze on me as he tenses up a little bit, squeezing his arms a little tighter around me

“You really haven’t kissed anyone? Not even that kid you were seeing last semester?” Changbin whispers into my ear

“No we went on two dates and he was a total square and was really boring, he never initiated anything anyways” I say back

“Alrighty Y/N, you can ask a truth or dare or have someone else pick” Seungmin says as he waits for my response

“uhm, Changbin can pick who goes next” I say as I look down at the sand, my feet becoming more interesting

“Can I dare myself?” Changbin says as the group shares a puzzled look with eachother. It’s quiet for a moment before Chan says

“I mean it’s not a rule that you can’t do it but I guess go ahead buddy”

“Alright, I dare myself that I go on a walk with Y/N for a bit. You guys can keep playing” he says and I perk my head up and turn around facing him, giving him a puzzled look.

“Why would you wanna dare yourself to do something so casual?” I say as I get up off of his lap. My waist feeling empty as I grew used to having Changbins arms wrapped around me

“It was beginning to get boring anyways, plus my leg fell asleep from you sitting on it” he chuckles

As we two walk away from the guys who are giggling and laughing, their voices become faint as all I hear are the waves crashing along the shore. It’s peaceful, it’s quiet, and it’s just Changbin and I.

It’s silent for a few minutes before Changbin exhales and stops for a moment to look at the water and the stars up in the sky.

“How come you never told me you haven’t kissed anyone? Cmon Y/N we’ve been friends for years. We tell eachother everything” Changbin says and I look over at the water avoiding his eye contact

“I just didn’t think it was that big of a deal. How lame is it that I haven’t even had my first kiss and my younger sister has for gods sake? I sound like a loser saying it. It’s easy for you to say, I bet you boast to the boys on how many girls fling themselves at you.” I say with a hint of jealousy at the end.

“I don’t think it’s lame y/n, you’re just saving yourself for someone special. And no I do not brag to the boys about “all the girls I get” when in reality I have a different girl in mind.” He says as he goes and steps in front of me. Faces inches away from each other.

I take a few steps back to get some space between us. He’s acting different. It seems like this girl is really sweet from the sounds of it. I try not to act jealous when I start to ask about her

“Who’s this special girl in mind huh? How come you never brought this up to me? Do I approve of her?” I start to spit fire questions at Changbin before he starts talking again.

“I’ve never brought it up to you because I don’t want to ruin anything that I already have with her. I’ve been so nervous to fully confess my feelings because there’s that thought in the back of my mind that maybe she doesn’t like me back.” Changbin rambles when you cut him off

“Why don’t you man up and do it already? I mean the worst thing she could say is no right? Who knows, maybe she does like you back.” I say and Changbin blurts out

“I like you a lot y/n, like a lot a lot”

Holy shit

Seo Changbin, my best friend of 11 years

Just confessed

That he likes me????

“I- I- really? You’re kidding right? Changbin don’t play with my feelings-“ I say before he cuts me off

“Y/n I’m serious, I’ve liked you for a long time and I didn’t know how you would feel, but I know it was stupid of me to confess you know? I probably ruined everything and now our friendship is ruined and nothing will ever be the same again and I-“ before he rambles himself into oblivion i cut him off.

“The feelings mutual binnie, I’ve liked you for god knows how long” i say as he looks up at me.

“I’ve liked you since that day when I jumped off the jungle gym in 3rd grade and you helped me to the nurses office. I’ve always had those feelings for you but I always pushed them back in my head because who knows how you would feel right? So whenever you went and saw other girls it made me the slightest bit jealous. Always wondering if that could be us someday. So then I went on dates with guys but nothing lasted for more than one date. They weren’t you Changbin. It was always you” I say so fast i almost run out of breath

We look at eachother for a few moments before Changbin wraps one of his arms around my waist, taking his other and tucking a few strands of loose hair behind my ear. We look at each other for a few moments as my hands snake up around his neck, definitely a feeling I could get used too. His eyes go from my eyes, down to my lips, then back up to my eyes.

“Since you never had your first kiss, may I?” Changbin says as he’s looking at me like I’m the finest piece of art in the world. Taking in everyone of my features.

“I’d thought you’d never ask” I say with a grin.

He closes the distance between us and both of our eyes close. His lips are warm and soft. Although I’ve never kissed anyone before I start to follow his lead and mirror what he’s doing. It’s a slow and adoring kiss. Not anything fast or sensual. We take our time to see how our lips mold into one another. We break away for a few moments and Changbin puts his forehead on mine.

“You know for not kissing anyone, it seems like you knew what you were doing” he says with a childish grin

“Eh from all the rom coms I’ve watched I feel like I had a good grasp of what I was doing” I say back before he kisses me again.

I kiss him as if he’s going to disappear from me, pretty soon he has both of his hands around my waist, squeezing my sides earning a quiet yelp from me. We break away the kiss again and i see him look up in the sky.

“Y/n there it is!!! It’s the comet” he says as he turns me around, hugging me from behind. His chin rests gently on my shoulder as we look at the comet pass by.

“I don’t think I’ve seen anything more jaw dropping than this before” I say as i look closely at the comet passing by.

“Oh trust me princess, this comet is pretty. but nothing will compare to you” he says as he pecks my neck with kisses.

“We should probably go back before the guys round up a search party for us.” i say while leaving his touch and grab his hand, heading back to the crazy bunch of boys.

Once we make our way back to the gang they look at us with questioning looks, we’re both smiling like idiots and our hands are intertwined.

“What took you guys so long??? You missed the comet, you should’ve seen it!” Jeongin says

“Do i even wanna know what happened?” Chan says, raising a brow at us.

“Don’t worry guys, we stopped and saw the comet too. Nothing crazy happened.” Changbin says with a sheepish grin and I start giggling

“Did you two confess to one another yet? I’ve been waiting for this.” Hyunjin says as the boys nod their heads in agreement.

“Yeah Bin, did you finally grow a set and confess? I was getting sick of the late night texts saying “ooooo im in L word my guy” “bro she looks so good today”- UGH” Han continues to ramble while Felix elbows him in the gut.

Changbin and I look at each other and start laughing, he leans down and pecks me on the lips. Earning a few “awws” and an “ew” from Jeongin.

“Does that answer everyones questions?” Changbin says as we sit back down by the fire.

We sit back down and start chatting at the fire, talking about the comet and small talk in between. For the first time in my life, I feel content with everything. Content with these 8 crazy boys I can call my friends. And Changbin, everything feels so right finally. It feels like all the puzzle pieces have been put together

Changbin was my missing puzzle piece.

And now the puzzle is complete.

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cherishtaengs · 4 years

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Youngbin - Hate

6. “I hate you.” “But you love the way I make you feel.”

12. “I should really start charging you for all the hoodies you keep stealing from me.”

55. “Please, just say you love me. Even if you don’t mean it.”

Pairing: Youngbin x fem. Reader

Word Count: 1790

You noticed it immediately, the way Youngbin had his eyes fixed on you, following your every move with keen eyes. You knew why he was staring at you; you were wearing his sweater, the big comfortable one he’d left at your place the last night he was over. You know it didn’t make him too happy, seeing you parade yourself around in what he thought was only the sweater, and it wasn’t just jealousy that he felt.

In fact, you knew it was more disgust than jealousy. He didn’t care if anyone else saw you wearing only a hoodie that just barely reached dress length, he didn’t care that you were deliberately walking past him to catch his attention. Not that you needed to try, he would have found you on his own.

No, Youngbin was more upset that you were wearing his hoodie, with his name clearly printed on the back. He was upset that it was an easy way for people to start associating him with you. And God forbid people mistook the two of you for an actual couple.

That would imply that the two of you shared the same feelings for each other, and Youngbin couldn’t have that.

His friends were animatedly discussing something that must have been very interesting judging by the way they were all immersed in the conversation, but it was clear that Youngbin didn’t care. He stopped listening when you came into view. And even when you walked away from him, his eyes never left you, following you as you made for the stairs, trying to escape the suffocation of the house party.

You wandered around the second floor for a few minutes, stopping to look out the window or to take in the scene below you, observing the sickening crush of bodies downstairs. Who could possibly know this many people?

As you made for the stairs again, you felt a hand wrap firmly around your wrist, pulling you backwards into a room. You weren’t surprised; you knew exactly who it was. The door shut behind you as the light flicked on.

“Finally,” you huff, twisting free of Youngbin’s strong grasp. “I was waiting to run into you.”

“I should really start charging you for all the hoodies you keep stealing from me,” Youngbin sounded slightly miffed, and you figured it wasn’t entirely because of the hoodie situation.

“Maybe you should stop leaving them at my place,” you shrugged and crossed your arms, turning to fully face him. “You’re really just asking me to keep them.”

Youngbin ran his eyes over you, taking in your appearance. You felt it was a good idea to wear his sweater with a pair of shorts underneath- this one was already pretty large on him, so it was the perfect length to be worn as a dress. You’d thought about not wearing the shorts, but figured that would be a little too risky. Youngbin would still get the idea.

“Do you like it?” you go on, turning slightly so he got a good view and pulling the sleeves over your hands. It wasn’t formfitting and it didn’t emphasize any other part of your body but your legs, really, but you knew how most guys felt about seeing girls in their clothes.

“Not particularly,” Youngbin sat on the bed, leaning back with his legs lazily spread. Despite his apparent disinterest, it didn’t escape you how he was so focused on every move you made.

Feeling your confidence rise, you reach for the hem of the hoodie, lifting it ever so slightly. “So you want me to take it off?”

Youngbin’s eyes flicked up to yours, returning your challenging gaze with his own. “If you want to walk around here naked.”

“Oh, I’ll put it back on before we get out,” you walk closer, letting the sweater drop back into place. “I know you’d just hate that you’re not the only one who gets to see me naked.”

Youngbin raised an eyebrow, watching you silently.

“Not that I’d mind,” you fit yourself between his legs, staring him in the eyes. Daring him to stop you. “But I know you would.”

Youngbin’s lips curled up in a smirk and he straightened, bringing his legs in behind you. “Why would I? It’s not like you’re mine.”

That stung. You knew what he was playing at. He was using your feelings against you, and not for the first time. He’d made it clear on several ocassions that he did not have any romantic feelings for you, and you had to remind him that you knew. You understood. And yet you kept letting him come back to you. You let him come to you when he needed a quick fuck; you let him touch you, let him satisfy himself with you when you knew full well he was taking advantage of the feelings you had for him. It stung, but you refused to let the hurt show on your face.

“Not even for one night?” You pout, leaning your sleeved hands on his thighs, feeling them flex under your touch. Youngbin may not have any romantic feelings for you, but you knew there was something in the way he was so physically responsive to you. It was pathetic, but you’d take it.

“Aren’t you tired?” Youngbin asked, leaning forward. His face was close to yours, and you felt his breath against your skin. “Why do you let me do this to you?”

You shrugged, dropping your eyes to his lips. Noticing your gaze, he parted them; he was teasing you. “We both get some sort of satisfaction, don’t we?”

“Doesn’t it hurt?”

Yes. “What?”

“Going back to someone who just uses you,” Youngbin’s eyes traveled down from your face to your neck, stopping where his hoodie hung loose at your collarbones. “Knowing he’ll never feel the same way you do?”

You smiled bitterly, wondering the same thing. Why did you let him use your vulnerability against you? Why did you let your guard down around him? Why was it so, so easy to let him do what he wanted with you?

“Indulge me,” you said, trying to push the emotions aside, like you always did. It got a lot easier with time. “Pretend like you care.”

“And you’re okay with knowing that, even after all you’ve done,” Youngbin gave you a humorless grin. “I hate you.”

“But you love the way I make you feel,” you didn’t miss a beat; you watched Youngbin’s smirk falter. You’d struck a nerve, and it was obvious.

“You think I haven’t noticed?” you continue, pressing yourself into him and running your hands up from his thighs to his chest. You felt it through his shirt, the beating of his heart. “Youngbin, I may be dumb for running marathons around an asshole like you, but I’m not completely stupid. I must have some kind of effect on you for you to react the way you do. And even if you don’t know it, your body does.”

Youngbin stared at you, mouth twisted in a frown. His eyes darkened, and after a pause, his expression changed. His frown turned into a grin and his eyes flashed with a familiar emotion. Lust.

“See?” you quirk an eyebrow. “I turn you on, Binnie. Not even you can deny that.”

“Then I guess that’s that,” Youngbin rested a hand on your hips, abruptly ending the conversation. He wasn’t open to criticism.

When he kissed you, you didn’t feel anything. Your heart didn’t beat faster, there were no butterflies in the pit of your stomach. The kiss was a kiss; it felt good, but not in the way you used to want it to feel. It felt natural, the result of experience and practice on each other.

When the sweater was pulled off and thrown to the side, you let yourself sink into the feeling of his hands on your skin, roughly holding you back while roaming freely over your body. He knew where to touch you, how to touch you. He knew what to do to get the right reactions from you. He knew what you could handle, and his only redeeming factor was that he never pushed you too far. Maybe you were reaching for something, anything; it was the small victories that counted. But, Youngbin was never too gentle with you, either. You understood that there was no point in wanting him to be, either.

You knew how to work him, too. Once Youngbin slowed down, you knew he was like putty in your hands. It was so easy to push him around, get him under you just the way you wanted. You loved hearing him whisper your name because he was too afraid to be heard, loved watching him unravel under you. Marking him and making him see stars was your way of getting back at him. He’d never admit it, you knew that, but you both knew he’d suffer the most when you eventually stop answering his texts. Because while you were accustomed to being without him, Youngbin had become too reliant on your body. But you were the only one who ever let hidden emotions out.

“Please, just say you love me,” you panted, fingers curling into his hair. “Even if you don’t mean it.”

Youngbin didn’t say anything, voice lost to heavy breathing. You didn’t really expect him to, either. So you just stayed quiet, focusing instead on the physical pleasure. But before either of you had even finished, you made up your mind. Youngbin wasn’t going to see you beg any more.

But when Youngbin sat back on the bed, running a hand through his damp hair, he looked at you with an expression you weren’t familiar with. He was quiet, watching as you took a few seconds to catch your breath and quickly brush off the fatigue that washed over you. When you’d pulled his hoodie back on, you noticed the way his eyes ran over you. Same gesture, but different implication.

You reached for the door, not even bothering to say anything else to him. But the firm grip of his hand around your wrist stopped you.

When Youngbin spoke, his voice was so quiet, so unsure that you could have been mistaken.

“I’m sorry.”

It was quick, just two words breathed out. You wouldn’t have heard them if you hadn’t been paying attention. But apologies carried no meaning after the damage was done. And they carried even less if the person’s words never meant much to you in the first place. You didn’t have to say as much for Youngbin to understand that.

So, when he let go of your wrist, you pulled the door shut behind you and walked away.

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Scintilla - ch. 13 | Bang Chan

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Characters: Stray Kids, Reader

Pairing: Bang Chan x Reader

Summary: You and the boys spend the past few days training and preparing for the final confrontation. The night before the final battle, your Silver elites and Chan’s Newbloods spend time to to reconnect and have a “final” moment with loved ones. Inevitably, the next day, Seungmin’s plan commences, signalling the start of your long-awiated battle.

Genre: Royal fantasy [Red Queen AU]

Word count: Approx. 8.8k

Warnings: Fight scenes, mentions of violence & blood, suggestive actions (a character merely insinuates this but nothing actually happens)

A/N: It’s been more than a month, and I am truly sorry for keeping you all waiting. I know you’ve all expected and waited for so long, so I hope this chapter doesn’t disappoint you! We’re nearing the end of Scintilla (how bittersweet), but thank you all for making it this far and sticking with me. I’m sorry if this didn’t reach your expectations hehe. Don’t worry, more fight scenes will be played out in detail in the next chapter; this was just an intro to the battles that would commence per character. Enjoy! As always, don’t hesitate to talk or ask me anything through the asks :>

The sound of electricity cracking paired with the booming rumble of rocks in the distance stirs you awake, a muffled groan escaping your lips. It has been so long since you got decent sleep, your life plagued with problem after problem the past weeks. After much effort and mental convincing, you slowly sit up on the bed. It takes you a while to shake the sleepiness off, but as soon as you open your eyes wider, you notice Chan standing by the window, his figure perfectly silhouetted against the light. His arms are crossed against his chest, body unmoving as he gently smiles, eyes reflecting the morning sun. He doesn’t seem to notice you’ve awoken; you’re very much aware that Chan’s sensitivity to sound would enable him to notice any sort of movement from you getting out of bed, but you still make an effort to sneak up behind him. Either he’s playing dumb and letting you “surprise” him, or he really is much too busy watching whatever commotion was outside.

When you finally wrap your arms around his torso, Chan lets a quiet chuckle escape his lips as he pivots around to accommodate you in his own arms. “Morning sleepy head.”

You laugh as you cast your eyes outside the window, wondering what noise had awoken you from your slumber. Bambam’s safe house had a rather vast and extensive backyard with nothing but trees and grass, so Jisung and Woojin had started practicing outside. Felix and Jeongin watch them in awe while Seungmin seems to be analyzing their every move. Your eyes widen when Woojin uses gravity to lift the rocks, sending them towards Jisung. The Electricon easily evades the attack with his speed, but as soon as he dodges the rocks, Woojin is quick to send another barrage.

You smile at the sight of all the boys enjoying despite the nature of the activity being rather violent. With softened eyes, you turn back to Chan, “They’re already up and about, getting ready and all.”

Chan chuckles, “They’ve always been like that.”

You gently pat Chan’s abdomen, scrunching your nose teasingly, “I know you’re their leader, and you definitely want to train as well, but I think even Woojin would agree with me when I tell you to rest.”

“Just ‘cause I’m injured?” the male raises his eyebrow as a challenge.

You nod, pointing at the bandages that wrapped around him, “You’re not over-exerting yourself with injuries that severe, Bang Chan. Jinyoung himself wants you to be resting.” You half-smirk, “Listen to him; he’s the doctor.”

Chan offers you a half-smile, half-smirk before he boldly tilts your chin up. He leans his forehead against yours, breath ghosting over your pouted lips as he whispers, “Sorry Princess, but you can’t stop me.”

The way he says that particular name and title sends an embarrassing wave of tingly sensations down your spine, but you decide to play along. “What makes you think I can’t?”

His fingers are now dancing along your jawline, lips teasingly brushing against your own, “Well then, I’d like to see you try…Princess.”

You instantly press your lips to his, flinging your arms around his neck like there was no tomorrow. Chan responds in kind, trapping you in his arms as he slowly steps back. Despite Chan being significantly stronger than you, it doesn’t take much for you to push him onto the bed. You didn’t mean for that to happen, but it would seem that Chan responded to your shove in exaggeration, falling back on purpose. Chan leans forward to sit up as you continue to straddle him, lips finally leaving yours as he decides to lather the slope of your neck with open-mouthed kisses. The fiery, pleasurable feeling in the pits of your stomach returns once again, threatening to release every inhibition you’ve buried within yourself. You bite your lip when Chan begins to gently suck on your skin. This causes him to smirk against your jaw, pulling away just to annoy you, “I’m pretty sure this sort of activity involves physical effort as well, Princess.”

“I know.” you pout, beginning to ramble, “It…wasn’t meant to go this way. I was supposed to drag you back to bed so that you could lie down and – ”

“Y/n, I’m just messing with you.” Chan laughs, causing your face to burn with a reddish shade.

He gingerly strokes the skin of your cheek with his thumb, smiling up at you like you were the brightest star in his solar system. The way his eyes glimmer as you lose yourself in them has you melting, and you can’t help but break into an expressive grin. He coils his arms around your waist, squeezing you tighter as his head rests against your chest. He hears your heart beating at a steady pace, and this somehow gives him the comfort he always needed. You lightly massage at his nape while your other hand rubs his back soothingly. No one speaks a single word, and not even the sound of the boys training downstairs could be heard. Maybe Chan muted it, or maybe you were both just too engrossed with the feeling of being this close to each other to notice any boisterous noises. Chan gently whispers, “You’re warm, y/n.”

“One of the gifts that come with my abilities.”

You giggle upon feeling ticklish as Chan’s cold fingers reach under your nightgown, dancing along the curve of your waist. His touch is cold in contrast to your fiery-warm skin. His hands trail higher up on your body, prompting you to bring yourself closer against his own. Chan pulls away just enough to ghost his lips over yours.

But it would seem that you both have forgotten the presence of other individuals in the house. So when the door swings open and interrupts you and Chan mid-kiss, the next thing you hear is Felix and Hyunjin shrieking. Chan looks very much deadpan as a look of pure horror paints your face. Felix turns and runs away, screaming something like “Changbin please burn my eyes” in the same manner Hyunjin exclaims “Minho please gouge my eyes out”.

Woojin, on the other hand, leans against the doorframe, the haughtiest smirk to exist coiling at his lips, “You know, as much as I’d love for you two to get it on and all, I’m afraid I have to stop that. For now.”

You’re stuttering and frozen on Chan’s lap, but the latter simply smiles at his best friend, “Y/n doesn’t want me training with you all. Isn’t that right, Princess?”

Woojin laughs, slowly clapping his hands in amusement, “Yeah, I don’t want you pushing yourself too hard, Chan, but a few rounds wouldn’t hurt.”

Chan hums in agreement, “We should get moving.”

You continue to panic, eyes darting from Chan to Woojin several times before you finally collect yourself. You stand up and clear your throat, “I think it would be best if we involved Seungmin with all the strategizing. He knows a lot about the Council, as well as Miroh’s layout.”

Chan slips a shirt on before walking over to Woojin. His best friend gently pats his back, wrapping an arm around the shorter male’s shoulders. He gestures for Chan to go outside the room with him, “We’ll leave you to get dressed then. We’ll get a head start with the other boys downstairs.”

Minutes later, with you now properly dressed, you head to the large patio situated in the backyard. Chan and Woojin are busy “training” the younger boys, Hyunjin, Jeongin, and Felix, specifically. Upon seeing you standing nearby, Changbin jogs over, not even hesitating to envelope you in a hug. “How are you, sis?”

You chuckle, returning his hug with equal enthusiasm, “Much better, Binnie. Have you been practicing long?”

“Not really.” your brother grins, “I sparred with Jisung for a while, but he went off to eat breakfast, so I’m just observing these idiots.”

“Do you really think Jeongin should be practicing all these combat stuff?” you inquire, “He’s…much too young for this.”

“Jeongin’s got a lot more knowledge in combat than you think, sis.” Changbin chuckles, “He avoids confrontation and full-on battles the most, but you can’t be in SKZ if you can’t defend yourself to an extent.”

You hum curiously before pinching your brother’s waist, “How are you all doing then?”

Changbin smirks, “Woojin’s really strong, like no joke. Jisung and I are pretty much good to go. Both Chan and Woojin want to focus on those three though, since their abilities aren’t on the offensive side like ours.”

“And where are Seungmin and Minho?”

“Ah. Seungmin is in the living room, reviewing maps and whatever info he has on the Council. And Ho.” the prince nods, “Minho is…being Minho? Last I saw him, he was at the balcony. But come on sis. He should be the least of our concern; he’s the most skilled among us all, so we should focus on sharpening our skills.”

“Yeah, yeah.” you laugh, “I just want to check up on him.”

“Ok, you go do that.” Changbin chuckles before waving you off, “We’ll all just be here.”

A part of you was expecting to see Minho leaning against the balcony rail, staring up at the sky and musing about something deep. You did not, however, even think about him talking with Jisung – one on one and all. Minho’s back is faced towards you, and his voice was softer than usual, but the smile plastered on Jisung’s face was enough to tell you that he was trying to make your best friend feel better. You decide to hang back, perhaps eavesdrop on their conversation just a little.

“Do you think you can do it?” Jisung asks, “I mean, I am aware, firsthand, of how capable you are in fighting, but…”

“But?” Minho remarks, and you can already imagine him raising his eyebrow.

Jisung chuckles, shaking his head, “But can you do it? For one, you’re badly injured and still recovering. Secondly, there’s a huge chance you’re going to face him when the time comes to attack the castle – your father, I mean.”

Minho remains quiet for a few seconds; you observe how Jisung’s eyes are glued to Minho, his gaze intense and serious as opposed to his usual cheery disposition. With a casual shrug, the Magnetron responds at last, “Do I really have a choice?” he chuckles, the sound almost too bitter, “It’s weird since technically he is my father, but y/n, Changbin, and the rest have been more of a family to me than he has.”

Minho’s next words has Jisung smiling like a proud, enthusiastic child, “Back then, this would have been the biggest struggle for me, but after everything they’ve done, I’d pick my imbecilic friends over Father or the Council in an instant.”

“Back then, I think you still would have picked those ‘imbecilic friends’ over them.” Jisung beams, giving Minho a quick wink, “You lied to the Council for y/n’s sake and kept a lot of things a secret from them, am I right? You even said you’d keep the whole Yellow Wood incident a secret between us only. That’s saying something, considering you’re expected to be the Council’s pride and snitch, no offense.”

Minho airily chuckles, shaking his head lowly, “You truly are the most unpredictable person, Han Jisung.”

Jisung smiles, and there was no doubt that his simple gesture was enough to lift anyone’s spirits. His eyes are twinkling with a shimmer so wholesome, you want to just collect it all in a jar and keep it to yourself. Eventually, Minho speaks up again, slowly turning his body to reveal a smirk, “And you, y/n, are still horrible at sneaking up to people.”

Jisung snickers, waving at you giddily, “Heya y/n. Had a good sleep? I sure as hell slept like a log, you know?”

“Yes, Sungie.” you give him a high-five before playfully smacking Minho’s chest, “I wasn’t intending to sneak up on you two, idiot.”

“Hmm, sure.” Minho smirks.

Jisung’s grin grows wider, “I’m going to check on how their training’s going. You two should follow! And Minho, you’re free to spar with any of us. I’ll show you we can beat your ass!”

Before Minho can retaliate, Jisung bolts away for his dear life. You end up chuckling at his playfulness before turning to your best friend, “Feeling better?”

He offers you a gentle smile before saying, “I’d like to think so. You?”

“Much.” you smile back before releasing a deep breath.

He tilts his head inquisitively, “What’s gotten into you now?”

“Thank you.”

Minho raises an eyebrow, “For?”

“Being here.” you grin, “I know this isn’t easy for you. Well, it’s not easy for any of us because obviously there’s a huge possibility we’re running straight to our deaths by challenging the Council and Ho, but this is immensely much more difficult for you. You know what I mean, Minho.”

“I know.” he begins, “But like I said. Things are different now, and I’ve come to realize how blinded I was. Besides, keeping you – and the boys – safe at all costs is technically my priority. I’m not letting – ”

“ – what happened to your mom happen to us.” you chuckle, “I know, Min, I know. That’s why I’m saying thank you.”

“You are the most disgustingly sappy and soft person I have ever met, y/n.” Minho teases, flashing you a devilish grin.

“You are insufferable.” you counter, smirking in kind.

He shakes his head, “That’s my line.”

His smirk now fades as his expression contorts with concern, “Y/n, this isn’t a joke, alright? The Council and Ho are much stronger than we think, and getting into a fight with them isn’t going to be like how we used to train. I know you’re just as powerful as Changbin and I are, but you need to promise me you’ll be careful, ok?”

“You’re one to talk.” you airily laugh, “You’re the one with grave injuries, so don’t go dying out on me, got it?”

“Wouldn’t even dare.” Minho smirks.

“Come on. You should help them train.” you chuckle, looping your arm around Minho’s as you lead him to the backyard.

When you and Minho arrive, Hyunjin runs over to Minho and slings an arm around his shoulder. “You guys.” the taller male starts, “We should have Minho train us.”

“And die?” Jeongin innocently asks, though you can all sense the playfulness in his tone.

Changbin laughs almost hysterically, “Hyunjin has a point though. Minho’s the most skilled in here, plus he’s well-versed with how Silvers engage in combat since he trained with the Royal Guard and the Council.”

Chan smiles at Minho; it’s impossible to miss how gentle and genuine he looks as he does so, and for a second, Minho looked like a very vulnerable child at how surprised he was reacting. The Sounder speaks calmly, “If Minho’s up for it, then why not?”

Minho turns to you; he’s hesitant, you can sense it, but you manage to give him an encouraging smile, nodding your head towards the group of boys. Hyunjin practically begs Minho to join, so when the latter finally sighs and gives in, Hyunjin drags him along. “Should he go easy on us or no?” Changbin smirks, crossing his arms.

Woojin grins, “Whatever floats his boat, though I’d ask of you not to go too hard on Jeongin and Felix please.”

Minho nods, “Who’s first?”

Felix steps up, grinning, “I’ll try, but please don’t go hardcore yet.”

The Magnetron smirks the slightest before nodding in agreement. He stretches his hand out, gathering metallic objects from inside the house. A few knives fly out from the kitchen while random ornaments begin to mold together to form Minho’s beloved chains. He twirls this around, the confident spark in his eyes slowly returning, “Lesson number one.”

Approximately three days had passed since you and your friends gathered in the safe house, spending a lot of time planning, strategizing, and training. While the thought of all the “get-togethers” and bonding were due to preparing for a fight, it gave you a sense of joy to see your side – the Silvers – and Chan’s side – the Newbloods – to be working together this much. It made you utterly proud of Seungmin to be conversing with Woojin, Felix, and Jeongin, whether for strategic or casual purposes. It overjoyed to you see your brother continue to enjoy the company of Felix and Jisung. You never failed to smile when Hyunjin and Jeongin messed around in the kitchen or when Hyunjin helped the younger male with a few combat tricks. And above all, it gave you a sense of satisfaction and bliss to see Minho talk with Jisung and Chan like they were genuinely his friends – whether they were training, talking about life, or just teasing each other.

There was one evening when the three of you were outside, seated on the grass akin to when children would play in fields. Everyone else was resting or eating, but you three opted for the outdoors. You had fallen asleep, head resting on Chan’s lap as the two males enjoyed the evening breeze. “Do you think they’re ready?” Chan suddenly asked, “The boys?”

“Why ask me?” Minho chuckled lowly, “You’re their leader, and she’s their ruler.”

Chan grinned, “Yeah, but you trained them, so you can better gauge their readiness. This isn’t a trivial fight, Minho. This is way beyond any of us.”

“I know. But I think it’s safe to say that everyone in here is willing to put their lives on the line for this.” Minho said, eyes now cast on the stars above. “They’re ready, Chan. They need to be.”

The older male hummed in response, absentmindedly raking his fingers through your hair. He set his eyes on Minho, irises glowing in contrast to the dark sky, “It really means a lot to y/n that you’re here, you know.”

Minho shook his head, “Y/n’s the type of person who feels more confident and stronger when she’s with people she loves. Having all of us here does that.”

“Yeah, but you have to understand that she’s been dying to have you side with her for how long. She’s been wishing and praying with her entire being that one day, you’d see her side and fight for…well, us, the Newbloods.” Chan laughed to himself, eyes crinkling in amusement, “To have her best friend finally ‘team up’ and share her beliefs is her greatest achievement.”

At this, Minho ended up smiling much softer this time. An unfamiliar swelling in his heart caught him off-guard, but he welcomed the feeling, “You know, you’d make a good king. You remind me of how her father viewed things – of how he spoke and looked at the world.”

Chan shrugged, chuckling at Minho’s remark, “You would too, you know? You balance y/n out, after all.”

“Contrary to what everyone expected, I never wanted to be king.” Minho smirked, “I never wanted to be crowned with y/n, but I don’t mind serving her once she’s crowned.”

“Like become the next captain of the Royal Guard? ‘Cause apparently, your dad is the ruling captain, am I right?”

“Yeah. He made me ‘captain’ so I could be trained, but I never had legitimate authority over them. They follow me because Father said so. Although,” Minho shrugged, “actually becoming the captain doesn’t sound so bad.”

“I heard Ho is already feeling at home in Miroh. Like, he’s literally strutting around our castle.” Changbin mumbles, lips pouted like a child. “Bambam mentioned when he last visited us.”

“Isn’t Ho frantic that we’re ‘missing’ from Dolorem?” Hyunjin raises an eyebrow, “Isn’t the Council?”

You shake your head, “Sure they are. For all you know, they’re already planning and expecting our arrival. Scratch that. They know we’re coming.”

“I’m still here, you know?” Felix pouts when he arrives at the living room where everyone else had gathered ahead of him, “You guys could have woken me up or something.”

“You were sleeping so soundly; didn’t want to disturb that.” Woojin grins.

Felix lazily chuckles, plopping onto the couch next to you. Seungmin sits close to the table, spreading out a large sheet of paper with scribbles, notes, and locations. The young Whisper takes a deep breath before beginning to speak, “Now that we’re all here, I think it’s time we actually talked the whole plan through.”

“Fire away.” you give his shoulder a gentle squeeze.

Seungmin nods, bringing his finger to the first point scribbled on the paper, “I don’t see any other way of getting into the castle except for making use of Woojin’s gravitron abilities. He can easily smother a large number of people within a wide radius, so that would eliminate a lot of obstacles from the start. How exactly do we set foot into Miroh’s gates?”

“The Guard will definitely be positioned there.” Minho says, giving Seungmin a knowing look.

The Whisper nods, “Right. Minho and I presume that there may be five to ten Guards stationed there, so you can leave them to Minho and Jisung. They’d both get them out of the way quick enough. However, while Minho and Jisung are doing that, Felix, Jeongin and Hyunjin will sneak in amidst the array to secure a safe passage straight to the castle. Hyunjin, you know the ‘secret passage’ we were exposed to as kids, right?”

“The emergency escape tunnel?” Hyunjin confirms.

“Yeah.”

“I remember.” the Silk smiles, giving Seungmin a thumbs up. “That leads us straight to the stables.”

The younger male continues to speak, “Once the three of you have secured a passage for everyone else, and assuming Minho and Jisung have taken care of the Guards stationed at the main gate, Felix will teleport back to the main group to inform us. Woojin will lead the group all the way to the castle. Once inside is the crucial part.”

You nod, looking at the sketch of the castle’s layout. “The castle has four floors. It may seem small for a grand castle, but the royal castle is pretty vast and wide. I’m assuming we should be splitting up by this part.”

Hyunjin crosses his arms, using his chin to gesture at the paper laid out on the table, “The first floor is basically a large foyer where guests and visitors are welcomed. You could say it’s the lobby. There are no rooms in there, but I’m assuming a majority of the Guard is stationed there. There’s a ‘main foyer’ in the middle of that floor, which is where the main door leads. There are two hallways on either side of that area. One hallway leads to the stables, while the other leads to the Guard’s barracks.”

“I think it’s best if…Jisung, Felix, and I stay behind on the first floor since a majority of the Guard will be rushing in there to fight.” Woojin suggests, having already weighed his options. “I can eliminate the most people within a decent range, and Jisung’s exceptionally good at combat involving multiple opponents. Felix’s teleporting may come in handy as well, especially since you said the first floor is basically a foyer. Wide spaces are more advantageous to his ability’s fighting style.”

Changbin clicks his fingers and points at the older male in agreement, “And, we’re not certain as to how many Newbloods Ho has with him. I personally think Ho’s Newbloods would be split within the first and second floor. Third and fourth are strictly High House only, so the Council won’t let them set foot there. So, since Woojin is most capable, and the other two have fighting styles most appropriate for that setting, they should handle the first floor.”

Seungmin hums in response, eyes raised to the ceiling as he goes through the plan in his head. He brings his attention back to the group, “I agree. Would that be alright?”

Woojin nods, giving him a smile, “Sounds good to me. Lix, Sung, you boys alright with that?”

“Anything goes.” Jisung grins, as Felix nods in agreement.

The Gravitron keeps his gaze on the paper, eyes going back and forth as he analyzes the castle’s structures. “What’s on the remaining floors?” he asks.

Seungmin answers, “Second floor is where all offices, study rooms, library, meeting rooms, and maid’s quarters are. It’s also where the archive room is, and apparently, that’s why there’s a ‘basement’ where the Council had their scheming. The third floor is where the dining hall is, as well as the grand ballroom and throne room. The fourth floor is basically the living quarters; left side for the Council and us children in case we had to stay over due to being extremely busy. Right side is the royal family’s living quarters, so…Changbin and y/n’s rooms. The king and queen’s room has been locked for quite a while already, only accessible by y/n herself. Though we found out that the Council had keys to it.”

“I highly doubt any fighting will be done within the fourth floor.” you state, “I suspect Ho and majority of the Council will be at the third floor as it’s where the throne sits. There’s only one grand staircase that leads to the third floor from the second floor, so they’ll probably have an intense line of defense there.”

“Minho and Chan can stay behind and handle that floor.” Changbin says, “I’m more than certain a few of the Council will be there once they find out we’ve stormed the castle.”

Chan hums, “Yeah, but I think it’s best if either Minho and I were split between second and third floor. There’s still a possibility that it’s not the entire Council that’s going to be on the second level. Some of them could be with Ho in the third, or Ho could be on the second while the Council stays at the third. There are a lot of variables.”

“Chan and Minho, you both should decide which floor you’ll take.” Woojin says.

The Sounder takes a moment to think before he looks at Minho to say, “I think you should go with y/n and Changbin.”

Minho fiddles with the chains he’s created, swinging it around casually as he shakes his head, “No, I think you should. For one, if Ho is in the third level – which I think is highly possible – then you’d be the best person to face him as you ‘know’ him the most. Secondly, I’m pretty sure my father is going to be at the second level, given that it’s where the battle may be heaviest; he lives for the fight.”

The older male nods in understanding, pointing his finger at the second floor’s illustration on the paper, “Minho will handle this floor. Hyunjin, Seungmin, and Jeongin can assist him. That leaves you two – ” Chan nods his head at you and Changbin, “ – to go ahead to the third floor with me.”

Jeongin nods, eyes mixed with a color of nervous determination. Hyunjin slings his arm around the younger male’s shoulder, winking, “Let’s see that training pay off, kiddo.” he then turns to Seungmin, tilting his head to ask, “What do you think?”

Seungmin’s eyes dart to various points on the paper, biting his lip as he mumbles inaudible words to himself. This was his analytical side in play – this was the calm and collected Seungmin who never seemed to fail in pointing out loop holes. Seeing him this concentrated and serious somehow spiked a feeling of pride in you; it was like catching a glimpse of what he would be like in the future, once all this mess had been resolved.

The young Whisper nods once, a small smile etching itself to his lips, “I believe this is our best shot at this whole conflict. I’m not saying we’re 100 percent going to win this, but it’s the best we have. Just…be open and ready at all times because I suspect a few changes could be made if things unexpectedly happen.”

“Won’t other Silver commoners and citizens get involved in the fight?” Jeongin inquires.

You shake your head, “Miroh protocol will prevent that. If a conflict or attack is directed towards the castle and the castle only, Miroh’s citizens are ‘required’ to stay in their homes for safety. They are not to involve themselves in matters like ‘castle attacks’ as it is perceived as ‘High House business’ and not theirs. It’s…complicated, but yeah. Citizens outside the castle can’t meddle unless the attacks were done on the whole of Miroh, which in this case, is not.”

The young male sighs in relief, “Then what about after the fight? Like…the aftermath.”

“We’ll deal with that when we get there.” you assure Jeongin, wrapping an arm around his shoulders.

“So,” Changbin shrugs his shoulders and cracking his knuckles, “when do we do this?”

Seungmin looks at Chan and Minho before asking, “How are your injuries?”

“This is nothing.” the two of them say at the same time, earning a “whew” from Jisung.

Minho clears his throat, ushering for Chan to speak ahead. The Sounder, however, places his hand on the younger’s shoulder, smiling for him to go ahead. Minho nods, turning his flustered attention to Seungmin, “I’ll be fine, Seungmin. Don’t worry about these.”

Chan chuckles, shaking his head in amusement, “Same here, don’t worry.”

The Whisper nods, taking their statements into account before clicking his fingers. “The sooner, the better.” he sighs, a look of nervousness painting his face in a subtle manner, “I personally think the best time to strike would be in two days. Seeing as two days from now is Thursday, that’s the day Council members meet to review reports that have come in from Guards, meetings, trips, or scouts. They’ll inevitably be busier, but we’ll never know. It’s just our best bet.”

“If that’s what you think, then I’m perfectly fine with it.” Chan nods, tone serious yet warm.

Everyone else seemed to agree, and soon, Seungmin dismisses the meeting so that everyone could rest and do their own thing in preparation for the big day.

It’s the evening before the “final battle”, as Hyunjin would call it, and each person is noticeably anxious and restless. Seungmin finds himself somewhere off in the second floor, leaning against the railing as his eyes watch the vast sea of stars above. The wind rustling his hair also seems to have carried another familiar voice with it.

“You know, I’m genuinely surprised with how confident you’ve become.”

Seungmin finds himself chuckling, closing his eyes as he takes a deep breath, “Yeah? Well, I could say the same for you, Minho.”

“And how’s that?” Minho queries, falling into step beside the younger male to lean on the railing as well.

The young Whisper shrugs, a small smile gracing his lips, “I’m surprised at how you’re…getting along with the Newbloods.”

“Trust me, I myself am just as surprised.” Minho smirks, shaking his head, “It’s really come to this, huh?”

“It’s…funnier, I guess, because the two of us were considered the strictest and most against this whole union in the first place.” Seungmin grins, eyes clouded with a sense of reminiscent glory as he thinks back on how he and Minho used to view the Newbloods, “And look at us now. You’re pretty close to Jisung, considering you both hated each other’s guts.”

Minho laughs, smile brighter than usual, “We still do. Besides, look at you. In the castle, you were definitely the smartest, but you never felt sure of yourself. Now, you’re out here making strategies and giving out orders.”

“Well, someone’s gotta do it right? No matter if it’s going to fail or succeed, I need to do this. We need to do this. Not just for you, me, y/n or the Newbloods. It’s for all of us. So many lives are at stake if Ho and the Council end up ruling and not y/n.”

Minho nods, “I hope those bastards know that there’s no way in hell that I’m letting them sit their asses on that throne for a single second.”

“You sound so much like Jisung.” Seungmin teases.

“I have half the mind to throw you off this balcony right now.” the Magnetron counters, smirking deviously.

“Please don’t go murdering each other before tomorrow.”

Seungmin laughs as you walk towards them, “Minho’s fault.”

You raise an eyebrow at your best friend, which in turn has him rolling his eyes. “You really think I’m going to throw our strategist down this balcony?” he mutters.

You shake your head, “No, but you probably would in your mind.”

“Point taken.”

You chuckle, fixing your eyes upon Seungmin. “I’m really proud of you, you know?”

The younger male sheepishly smiles, a tint of pink dusting his cheeks, “It’s not just me coming up with all this.”

“Yeah, but you know what I mean, Minnie.” you offer a gentle smile. You then turn your attention to your best friend before grinning wider, “This is really it, Min.”

Minho smile softly, bringing his hand up to ruffle your hair, “No matter what happens, I’ll keep you safe. We all will.”

“Stop stealing my lines, Minho.”

You end up laughing as soon as you hear your brother’s voice; Minho mockingly imitates Changbin’s words while Seungmin sighs as if saying “here we go again”. Changbin walks into the balcony with Hyunjin behind him. The two males fall into step with you, Minho and Seungmin. Hyunjin grins, throwing his arm around Minho’s shoulders, “So, my captain, are you excited to kick butt tomorrow? You know…let the beast inside you free?”

“That sounds horrible.” Your face contorts with disgust, causing Changbin to snicker.

Nonetheless, the Magnetron gives Hyunjin a light pat on the back, “Never been more excited, Hyunjin.”

You chuckle, tilting your head endearingly as you speak to Hyunjin, “And what about you, big guy? This isn’t trivial like our training sessions from before. This is a real-deal battle.”

Hyunjin nods, not missing his chance to wink, “I know, y/n. But escaping from Dolorem kind of gave me a boost of confidence. Plus, training with Minho and Woojin the past few days really gave me some experience.”

Changbin slings his arm around Seungmin, chuckling as his dark eyes scan the starry sky, “Well, ready or not, we’re doing this thing and ending things once and for all. I know it’s a long shot, given that we’re up against literal monsters, but hey, never underestimate young people, right?”

“Right.” Seungmin airily chuckles, “Sure.”

You take in a deep breath before releasing it and placing your hands on your hips, “I know we could all possibly die or get really hurt tomorrow, but,” you smile, biting your bottom lip in attempt to stop your tears from running down your face, “I’m glad it’s with all of you. Really, it’s an honor. I’d say I’m the luckiest princess and queen ever because I have you all.”

“You’re making me cry, sis, stop it.” Changbin laughs, pulling you in for a bear hug.

You chuckle against your brother’s chest, rubbing smooth circles across his back. After a moment, you hug him tighter, burying your face on the fabric of his shirt, “Promise me you’ll keep standing ‘til the end, Binnie.”

You pull away, eyeing your brother and each of your friends. No one can deny the heavy aura that enveloped the seemingly peaceful evening; the wind howled harsher, the chilly breeze nipping at your skin as if reminding you of the cold and dangerous path you were all about to embark on. You could see it all in their eyes – the worry, fear, and uncertainty that darkened their usually glimmering eyes. Despite the impending doom that was looming over your heads, you tried your best to compose yourself, biting back the tears and cracking of your voice, “All of you…promise me you’ll all make it; I better see all of you standing with me when this is all over. I’m not losing a single one of you.”

Changbin hugs you tighter, whispering lowly, “You won’t sis, I promise. I’ll be with you ‘til the end.”

Hyunjin jogs over, throwing his long arms around you and Changbin as he tries to lighten the mood, “Yeah, I don’t exactly want to die as well, so I’ll do my best to survive.”

Seungmin gently smiles, bringing himself over to the group, “What’s a queen without her adviser, right?”

Minho shakes his head, sighing as he reluctantly completes the group hug, “We’ve gotten this far.”

“We stuck together ever since we were kids and promised to oversee the kingdom as adults, so don’t let this battle break us, ok?” you ask once more, not even bothering to hide the raw vulnerability in your shaky voice. The four males smile at each other, each of your bodies connecting together and melding naturally as if becoming one person.

“Promise.”

Meanwhile Jisung and Woojin are in one of the rooms of Bambam’s safe house, specifically the one where Chan had resided in. Woojin plops onto the bed, sighing in relief as his back hits the soft cushion, “Jisung, stop acting like a stranger and get comfortable here. It’s technically ‘Chan’s room’ for now.”

“Yes, but you see, if it’s Chan’s room, then it’s also y/n’s room.” Jisung points out.

“And so?” Chan raises an eyebrow playfully.

Jisung shakes his head dramatically, sighing for effect, “Who knows what business goes down on that very bed? And you, hyung, are simply lying on it so carelessly.”

Chan squints his eyes, pouting his plump lips, “Han Jisung, no ‘business’ goes down on that bed. We simply don’t have time for things like that.”

Woojin, however, is laughing his butt off, “And even if they did, so what? It’s not going to contaminate the bed.”

“Can you all not talk about such shady and indecent matters?” Felix pretends to gag before sitting next to Woojin on the bed, “Jeongin and I don’t wanna hear it.”

Soon enough, the Newbloods have gathered in Chan’s room, talking and laughing the night away. If tomorrow truly was going to be a highly dangerous and pivotal battle, then of course, the boys wanted to make sure they spent enough time with each other. Jokes were thrown back and forth with a little dramatic crying and whining here and there. But as the light-hearted moments died down, Chan’s wide and bright grin fades into a softer, more serious one, “Guys, not to scare you all, but are you really ready for this? I mean, if you don’t think you can do it, I won’t mind if you back out no – ”

“Hyung, we knew a day like this would come.” Felix smiles assuringly, “And some of us may not even be fully equipped for combat on this scale, but hey. You’re our leader.”

“And we’d die for you.” Jeongin smiles before clearing his throat, sheepishly chuckling, “Ok, let me say that again. You’re our leader, and we’d willingly and happily stand by you no matter what. You had our backs for how long, so it’s our turn to have yours.”

Jisung gives their leader a thumbs up before saying, “Yeah. And come on. Fighting side by side with elite Silvers like them? Call that an honor, I guess.”

Woojin wraps an arm around his best friend’s shoulder, smiling calmly. His eyes sparkle with confidence as he chuckles, “Well, you’re not changing their minds in any way, Channie. We’re all set on this.”

“You guys.” Chan sighs, failing to repress a smile filled with joy, “Just know that whatever happens, we’re in this together. No one’s getting left behind, and when this is all through, we’ve still got each other.”

“Amen amen!” Jisung cheers, pulling all his friends into a hug.

Jeongin chuckles, his eyes crinkling as he smiles wider, “Anything for this family.”

Chan’s eyes grow wide at the youngest’s remark, and Woojin is quick to catch his reaction. Chuckling, the Gravitron taps his ear, signaling for Chan to make sure his next words are for his ears only.

“This is the family you’ve always wanted, along with y/n’s group, right?”

Chan verbally replies, making sure the conversation remains between him and his best friend, “Yeah, I know. Makes me want to protect you all even more.”

“You’re not alone on that.”

If anyone was afraid or anxious, it did not show on their faces. Not a single person seemed worried, though Seungmin could sense otherwise. Part of his Whisper abilities somehow enables him to read how people thought they felt, and that was enough for him to know that all his friends were just as nervous as he was. So as they rode one of Bambam’s carriages in silence, Seungmin tried his best to calm his frantic heart. You sat in between Changbin and Minho, your hands being held tight by the two. Hyunjin, Jeongin, and Jisung were trying to alleviate the tension in their bones by making small talk. Felix was speaking to Chan and Woojin about how worried he was about messing up, followed by assurances from the two older males.

As your carriage came to a halt a few meters away from Miroh’s main gate, Chan signals for Woojin to sneakily go ahead of the group. You all follow the eldest male, and upon reaching the renowned iridescent gates of Miroh, Woojin stretches his hand out towards the left, successfully shifting the gravity in an instant. The Guards towards the left yell in surprise, groaning in pain as their bodies and smothered to the ground.

The Guards on the right were just about to send out their distress signal for help, but a particular Guard was unable to sound the alarm. Before he could even get to the post where the signal was situated, Minho caused the iron bar that supported the gate to curl towards the Guard, impaling him fractions before he could reach the signal. At the same time, Jisung had bolted into the fray, showering several Guards with a frenzy of lightning-wrapped punches and kicks. Minho couldn’t let Jisung have all the fun, so he calmly morphed his chains into daggers, sending several waves of the pointed objects towards the Guards. A few Guards attempt to impale Minho, but the Magnetron merely swipes his hands, causing the Guards’ weapons to fling away. This gives Jisung the opportunity to bolt in, swinging his leg under to knock the Guards down. Woojin knocks them out completely by shifting the gravity, causing the Guards to float up and crash down repeatedly.

“Kids, go.” Chan commands Felix, Jeongin, and Hyunjin.

The three nod and run off, slipping past the guards as they engage with the older males.

Felix is teleporting through the streets, making sure the areas he arrives at has no onlookers or random citizens. Hyunjin grips Jeongin’s hand tightly, leading the younger male through the maze-like streets that were considered “hidden” from the rest of Miroh. “Uh, Hyunjin! Two Guards went after us!” Jeongin alerted his friend, eyes wide with panic.

Hyunjin clicks his tongue, never letting go of Jeongin’s hand. When one Guard sends a spear towards the two, Hyunjin easily dodges it, tackling Jeongin out of the way. Hyunjin picks the spear up, turning to Jeongin with pleading eyes, “Use this if the other guy goes for you, ok? I’ll be with you in a minute.”

With that, Hyunjin sprints towards the first Guard. Being the Silk he was, Hyunjin expertly maneuvered his body, his movements fluid and smooth as he evaded each attack thrust at him. When the Guard lunges at him with a sword made from the chains attached to his armor, Hyunjin leaps up in a split-second, one foot landing on the blade as his other leg swings up, effectively smashing the Guard’s chin like an upper-cut. The Guard falls backwards with a grunt, but Hyunjin is quick on his feet, sending another powerful kick towards his opponent’s face, finally knocking him out.

Meanwhile, the second Guard chases Jeongin nearby, but the young male rounds a sharp corner, disappearing for a second. When he emerges from behind, he’s taken the form of the first Guard. “Where’s the Hwang kid?” the second one asks gruffly.

Jeongin, in the first Guard’s disguise, sneers, “Taken care of. Where’s the other one?”

“He should be somewhere here.” the second Guard turns his back, carefully creeping up towards the corner Jeongin had turned at.

Jeongin takes the opportunity to sneak up behind the Guard, mentally praying he doesn’t chicken out and mess up. He grips the spear tightly, the weapon basically shaking in his nervous grip. Just as the Guard was about to turn around, he feels a sharp, sudden pain in his chest. His silvery blood trickles down the spear’s blade as he looks up in shock. Jeongin had thrust the spear into his chest, but not without the aid of Hyunjin who was helping him from behind. Jeongin was just as shocked, eyes wide as he watched the Guard collapse onto the ground. Hyunjin sighs, gripping the younger male’s shoulders as he turns him around, “Are you ok?”

“Yeah, I am.” Jeongin offers a small smile, “Thanks, by the way.”

“It’s fine. Didn’t want you to go through the experience of stabbing someone for the first time alone.” Hyunjin chuckles, “It’s much…harder to do than you think, especially when you’ve never done anything like it.”

“Yeah. Come on.” Jeongin grins as Hyunjin takes his hand, skirting around the streets once again.

Jisung, Minho, and Woojin had cleared out the main gate, successfully silencing the Guards stationed there. Just in time, Felix teleports back, eyes bright as he informs them, “Jeongin and Hyunjin have secured a path and are waiting for us.”

Woojin whistles, signaling Chan and the rest to follow. Once the whole group is together, you and Woojin lead the way, with Chan decreasing the sound of all your footsteps as he increases his hearing to watch out for anyone following the group. Somewhere towards the entrance to Garden Fantasia, Hyunjin and Jeongin wait beside what seemed to be an old-looking well. “A well? That’s the entrance to your secret passage?” Jisung curiously tilts his head, leaning over only to see a dark abyss. “Eesh.”

“Don’t be a sissy.” Minho sighs, pushing Jisung down the well. As Jisung screams – which Chan, obviously, has to silence out – Minho is next to leap, following the Electricon down the well. One by one, each member of the group leaps into the well, only to land on a semi-cushioned surface. “I thought I was going to die.” Felix mutters to Changbin who only laughs at his friend’s predicament.

You and Changbin then light your flames, just enough to give the group a source of light to combat the dark pit of the well. “Alright guys, serious time. The minute we get through this passage and into the door, we’re in the stables of the first floor.” you turn your attention to Woojin, “You know what’s next, right?”

“Don’t worry, y/n.” Woojin offers you a reassuring smile, “We’ll be fine.”

You nod, and soon, you and Changbin are leading the group through the tunnel. Once you swing the door open to reveal the stables, Chan’s furrows his eyebrows, “Footsteps nearby. Coming from the left.”

“Royal Guard’s barracks.” Minho whispers.

Jisung takes a deep breath, shaking his fists, “This is it, this is it. Let’s do this baby.”

Minho opens the door fully, gesturing for each of you to come out one by one. You all tiptoe and make your way to the main foyer. However, as soon as you do, time seemed to favor your enemy, because as soon as the last person stepped foot into the grand foyer, several Guards emerged from the left hallway. “Halt!” they all barked.

Changbin clicks his tongue, fists immediately wrapped in flames. Jisung, however, stops him by pushing him back, “This one’s ours, Bin. You all go ahead.”

The two look into each other’s eyes for a second, but that’s all it takes for them to come to an understanding. Changbin nods, and as soon as he does, Jisung bolts off, attacking the Guards without mercy. Not too long after, more waves of Guards are running into the foyer, weapons and abilities ready to engage in combat. Woojin stretches both his arms out, clenching his fists as the first wave of Guards crumple to their knees. Felix teleports to the staircase, kicking one Guard down, “Guys, hurry! You need to get up there now!”

Minho commands for the younger males to follow him, rotating his chains around the group like spinning blades as they make their way to the stairs. Chan grips your hand tightly, “Y/n, Woojin and the rest will make it, ok?”

You nod, running after Minho and the rest. You fire a few bursts of flame towards the right while Chan sends sonic blasts towards the left; you, Chan, and Minho making sure the group ascends the stairs safely. Before you make it to the topmost step, you turn your head, eyes locking with Felix’s. “See you later, my queen.” Felix salutes before teleporting away.

Your eyes trail towards the fight breaking out on the floor below you. Woojin is constantly smothering and crushing Guards, using some of the furniture as weapons as he causes them to levitate. His eyes dart around every so often, making sure Jisung and Felix are still alright. Jisung’s grin is wider than ever as he bolts around, the familiar trail of green electricity following his every move. A bright spark of green sparks out, indicating that Jisung had punched the floor to cause a lightning burst that would electrocute the guards within a radius. Felix is teleporting here and there, stealing the Guards’ smaller knives which he then uses to lodge into his opponents, depending on where his teleportation lands him.

Your heart wrenches as you watch your friends using all their effort and strength to keep the multitude of Guards at bay, especially when you catch a glimpse of a few lower-ranked Council members joining the fray. You, however, are not able to dwell on such emotional thoughts as a familiarly steely voice welcomes your group.

“Welcome home, Your Highness.”

Your innocent, warm eyes turn cold and sharp in an instant as you come face to face with Lord Lee, Lord Kim, and Lady Jung. “Councilors.” you hiss, flames enveloping your fists.

Minho takes your wrist, pulling you back so that you stood behind him, “Go.”

You swallow the lump in your throat; this was it. This was where you and Minho – along with Hyunjin and the rest – would split up. This is where they would face the Councilors at last. This was where you, Changbin, and Chan would go to face Ho. This was it.

“You’re seeing me after this, ok?” you glare at your best friend.

He smirks the slightest, “Wouldn’t want you missing me, now would we?” He turns his icy eyes to Chan and Changbin, “Go, now.”

The three of you make a run for the stairs leading to the third floor. Lord Lee, however, sends his chains lunging towards your group. Fortunately, Minho is quick to counter it with his own chains. Lord Lee glares at his son, only for the younger Magnetron to haughtily smirk, “Leave them alone. It’s you and me…Father.”

The older Magnetron grits his teeth, gathering his chains to form a sword, “Son of a bitch.”

“Mom isn’t a bitch,” Minho spits, making his rings levitate as their transform into daggers, “but I guess you are.”

Lord Kim attempts to stop your group from running up the stairs, but Changbin and Seungmin tackle him before he can even direct a burst of water towards you. “I demand a rematch.” Changbin menacingly grins, igniting his fists with flames. Seungmin glares at the Councilor, not needing any words to convey how he was seething with anger.

Lady Jung makes a move to pounce on your retreating group heading upstairs, but Hyunjin appears in front of her with speed, kicking her down the stairs. Jeongin, in the form of Woojin, makes use of his sturdier built to land a punch to her face.

“Double trouble.” the two males snicker, stances ready for battle.

Meanwhile, you, Changbin, and Chan make it to the throne room, only to be greeted by Ho, sitting carelessly on the throne. You feel your anger bubbling inside, but before you can lunge at SKZ’s captain, Chan stops you. “There’s another person behind that pillar.” he whispers.

“Lord Yoo.” you and Changbin say at the same time.

The Councilor emerges, a sly smirk on his lips. “The time has come, Your Highness. Shall we?”

#stray kids #chan #bang chan #chan scenario #chan imagine #bang chan scenario #bang chan imagine #stray kids scenario #stray kids imagine #skz #skz chan #chan x reader #red queen au #red queen #fantasy #au #scintilla #series: scintilla

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yourfaceislikeabluemoon · 4 years

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The Dark Side Has Birthday Cake

Words: 803

Warning: Absolutely nothing <3

A/N: It’s my ults birthday and what better way to get back into writing than write a purely self-indulgent piece about the boy that has my heart? This has a special place in my heart and I know no one will love it the way I do but I hope you at least enjoy it and maybe it puts a smile on your face. I adore cuddly Binnie the most and I’m a major nerd that loves Star Wars (yes, I do in fact own lightsaber chopsticks, what of it) so I just combined those two things to make this absolute mush. So yeah, this is my way of saying Happy Birthday, my love. You mean more to me than you’ll ever know, thank you for being born ❤❤❤❤❤❤

“Quit whining,” you giggled at the pout on Bin’s lips, smoothing out the sheet on the mattress. “We’ll watch whatever movie you want as soon as we finish getting the sheets on the bed.” He groaned dramatically and tugged at one of the corners a little too forcefully, the opposite corner on your side popping up as a result. It was your turn to whine, “Binnie!”

Bin flailed his arms and wailed theatrically, “This is taking forever!” before face planting on the bed, giving up completely.

Instead of being annoyed, you laughed fondly at your boyfriend and flopped onto the bed beside him. “OK, movie now, sheets later. But let’s at least put the pillowcases on the pillows because I can’t just toss yours in the washer to get the drool stains out.”

Without sitting up, Bin grabbed the pillow next to him and forcefully swatted at you with it. “Mhh gffnt thoogh.”

“You so do drool!” You whacked him on the head with the pillow next to you, “I have proof and I see it most mornings.” He mumbled something that sounded like ‘It’s embarrassing’ but you chuckled and shook your head even though he couldn’t see you, “It may be a little gross but it’s oddly adorable. You don’t have to be embarrassed, bug.”

Bin sighed deeply and propped his chin up on his crossed arms, “Can we watch the movie now, please?”

Playfully rolling your eyes, you got up from the bed to fetch the remote and tossed it at him. While he scrolled through Netflix, you put the pillowcases on and started to build a comfy movie fort. Once he’d settled on something, Bin threw the remote towards the foot of the bed and curled up, hogging at least 3 blankets all to himself.

You huffed over-dramatically and gave him puppy-dog eyes, “The blankets get cuddles but I don’t?”

He gave you a look and opened his arms wide. “Come join me in my burrito.” The way the blankets were draped over his arms and around his head like a hood made him look like he had some kind of robe on.

“You look like you have a Jedi robe on,” you snickered, gesturing at him.

Bin jumped around in his seat, “Oooh! I changed my mind on the movie we should watch!”

You crossed your arms over your chest. “We are not watching all 9 Star Wars movies in a row right now.”

“But,” he protested before a sly smirk spread over his thin lips, “Tomorrow’s my birthday.”

Throwing your hands up, you let out an exasperated sigh, “You had to play that card!”

Bin laughed maniacally and rubbed his hands together, looking all the more evil considering his blanket robe. He shuffled forward and reached for the remote again, searching for the first Star Wars movie. “Oooh!” He jumped in his seat again as he chose the movie, “We should eat something so I can use your lightsaber chopsticks.”

“Binnie, it’s almost 10 at night, what would you possibly eat right now?”

He looked lost in thought for a moment before shrugging, “Well, we have to eat at some point during the marathon.”

You scooted over to him and curled into his side, “Are you really going to make me stay up all night to watch all the movies?”

“But it’s my-”

“It’s your birthday, I know. Only for you Binnie, only for you.” You smiled and rested your head on his chest as he played the movie. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you even closer to him while you sighed comfortably. “Mmm, you’re warm.”

Bin laughed lightly, burying his nose in your hair. “And you smell like coconut,” he whispered. “Now, shush. The movie’s starting.” You giggled quietly and contented in his arms.

~~~~~

By the time the first movie had ended, it was just after midnight and Bin was fast asleep. The credits were rolling as you switched off Netflix and the TV, the lack of noise slightly roused Bin. “Hmm? Oh, next movie.” He blinked sleepily at you as you chuckled at him and shook your head.

“We’ll finish them tomorrow. It’s time to sleep now,” you smiled at his tired, pouty face, glancing away to look at the bedside clock. “It’s past midnight, you know what that means,” you whispered, cooing over his now gleeful, but still tired, expression.

He drowsily giggled and cheered softly, “Yayyy!”

“Happy birthday, bug!” You pressed a gentle kiss to the tip of his nose and brushed a few stray hairs out of his eyes. Bin’s eyes slipped closed and he hummed contentedly.

“Mm love you,” he mumbled, giving in as sleep pulled him back.

“I love you, too, bug, so much,” you whispered, curling in closer to him and falling asleep peacefully in his arms.

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hyunsracha · 5 years

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path of night — seo changbin

word count: 2.4k

summary: changbin thinks you’re really great.

it’s 2018. witches are … Okay.

like ppl aren’t KILLING them anymore but a lot of people don’t even believe in them and like witches don’t go around Telling people they’re witches

but ppl wear them as halloween costumes and the real witches just have to :)

speaking of witches … seo changbin!

he’s only half witch but shhhhh

his mother is a human, but she studied witches so obviously when his dad was like “uhh yo i'm a warlock ?? lol” she was like “ok yea.”

and they fell in love and had a changbin!

they live in a big ass victorian house on the edge of town, which basically screams, “we’re the only family of witches in this town! look at our big, spooky house!”

changbin doesn’t understand why they didn’t just get a fuckin house in the suburbs

his familiar is a raven named Prince of Darkness (he was like 14 ok he was going through his emo phase) and they're bros

sometimes Prince just shows up and caws and changbin caws back and it’s cute !

changbin’s mortal best friend, chris, thinks it’s fucking weird

“u have a pet raven.”

“yeah.”

“why?”

“like raven.”

“freak.”

so when changbin was 16, he had to choose between his mortal and his witch side.

and obviously he chose the witch side

why tf would he give up such epic powers?

the downside though … was that he had to leave

since he decided to go down the Path of Night, he would move to salem and go to the largest division of the academy for witches

and he Thought about telling chris that he was moving to an Elite Boarding School For Smart People but chris would not believe that .. so it was time to fess up

“hey so uh ….. i may or may not be a warlock”

“a who”

“u know . like sabrina the teenage witch . but …. changbin”

“OH ???? IS THAT HOW U PASSED BIOLOGY???”

“i mean yeah but u DONT HAVE TO SAY IT OUT LOUD!!”

so with that loose end tied up, changbin packed his shit (and his bird) and moved to salem !!!!

there, he meets minho, a year older, and hyunjin, in the same year (i'll do ages as i want thank u very much) and they all become bros !!!

ur only allowed to bring One familiar to school . and minho has Three . so his familiar is ……………. all three of his cats

he put on a spell on them so they all just became one cat but it’s completely reversible !! when he goes back to his room he frees his kitties from their kitty cell

“minho wtf do u mean that’s Three cats there’s only one.”

“OH YEAH?? OK! *mf does reversal spell*” *three cats appear* *they start running all over the common area* “FUCK!!!!”

and hyunjin’s is a lil pup named kkami

“kkami is an ugly name for a familiar”

“UR BIRDS NAME IS PRINCE OF DARKNESS?? SHUT THE FUCK UP??”

changbin does Okay in school . he does better than he did in Mortal School

“wtf do u mean we still have to learn algebra”

“we still need witch accountants, mr. seo.”

“i still need a Will To Live, mrs. kim.”

changbin liked to keep quiet about his family.

he knew that “half-breeds” got made fun of a lot, and were treated as lesser witches, so he just kept his mouth shut and avoided family talk.

it took about a year for his secret to get out.

he was sitting in the dining hall with hyunjin and minho Minding His Own Goddamn Business when a mr Jaebum walks in

jaebum was a few years older than minho; he would be graduating soon

he slid into the seat across from changbin, sending him a sinister little smile,

“hello, half-breed.”

the dining hall went silent.

changbin froze.

“i don’t know who the FUCK you think you’re talking to-”

“it’s okay, min. he’s right.”

minho and hyunjin: JFSGJBDB;L?

of course, that didn’t Change anything

changbin was their FRIEND

and he was a good warlock so ??? who fuckin cares

jaebum, apparently

changbin stared down at his tray, tears blurring his vision

he’s sensitive :(

minho saw his eyes watering and almost fucking HEXED JAEBUM

hyunjin held his hand under the table what a good boy

jaebum didn’t stop there, though

“you should go back to your mortal school and learn your stupid mortal things you useless-”

“what the fuck did he even do to you? why do you care?” omg minho u legend

“he’s not like the rest of us. he doesn’t deserve to go here.”

“hey jaebum have you ever tried shutting your fucking mouth?” a new voice spoke

everyone turned to face this new voice

oh look! it’s you! with ur lil entourage (it’s literally 2 ppl) behind u

“excuse me?” jaebum stood. he wasn’t the tallest guy, but he could be Quite Intimidating. u didn’t back down though.

“you heard me. you might want to watch your tone, though.”

“oh yeah? and why would i do that?”

“you shouldn’t speak to a l/n like that. who knows what would happen if my father found out.”

another hush fell over the dining hall.

everyone knows the l/n family. they have to, the l/ns are only one of the most powerful witch families in the whole World.

your father was on the Witch’s Council, along with the fathers of your two friends behind you, seungmin and jisung

the three of you grew up in salem and were homeschooled by seungmin’s mom, so the three of u have been best friends for ur whole lives

and the three of u turned 16 this year so !! here u were

today was ur first day, and when u walked into the dining all, u saw jaebum teasing a poor kid

and that doesn’t fly with u

the three of u put ur trays on the table when jaebum leaves

“tell me if he gives you a hard time again, yeah?”

changbin is??? JSKLGJS???

A L/N?? JUST STOOD UP FOR HIM??

minho, changbin, and hyunjin all look like :0 and you, seungmin, and jisung are just staring back like :]

and that’s how ur lil squad forms !!!

u, jisung, and seungmin are the youngest so u don’t have classes with them, but it’s fine !

lunch exists for a Reason

“for eating.”

“shut up, jisung.”

but you guys spent all your free time together ! and u guys really clicked !

its like u were destined to be friends (◕‿◕) it was written in the stars (◕‿◕)

but out of your three new friends, you were closest to changbin

maybe it was bc you stood up for him on the first day, but there was just Something Different about him, yk?

sometimes the two of you would sneak off campus at night to go watch the stars in the woods

u guys would cast dumb little spells at each other

one time u turned him into a goat ON ACCIDENT but he was

So mad.

so he turned u into a chicken and it was.

a fun night!

your familiar was a bat, so she would go and fly away with prince and i’m sure they had a good time

you just felt so? nice with changbin

you could talk about anything and everything for hours on end and never get bored

little did u know, changbin felt the same way!

but he came to the conclusion faster than u did:

“oh man i think i like y/n.”

“i know.” hyunjin said from the bottom bunk.

those two were roommates. yes it’s just as chaotic as it sounds.

“WH- WHAT DO U MEAN U KNOW?”

“bro its so obvious? y/n breathes and ur like omo look how cute!”

“i don't say omo.”

“omo!”

“ur literally useless.”

“AM NOT.” hyunjin sat up, “I could help you two get together.”

“hell no.”

“omg we’re all going to hell so i’m taking that as a yes! see u later, binnie!”

“WHERE ARE U - ok he’s gone”

hyunjin ran over to ur dorm, Aggressively knocking on the door.

“hyunjin ur gonna make ur knuckles bleed if u do that any harder.”

“SEUNGMIN ! THE LOVE OF MY LIFE !”

“W-W-W-yes?”

(seungmin is kind of in love with hyunjin but honestly who isn’t)

“i’m looking for y/n.”

“you found them.” you said from behind hyunjin, making him nearly Jump Out Of His Skin.

he dragged you away from your dorm, leaving a very confused seungmin in the doorway.

“this is super important sneaky sneak business, okay?” hyunjin sat you down at a table in the library. he sat across from you, taking your hands in his.

“you’re being weirder than usually, hyunjin.”

“i need you to be honest with me,” he stared down into your eyes, using that glare he used when jaebeom was Anywhere near you guys.

“are you trying to cast a spell on me right now, hwang?” you glared back, pulling your hands away.

“N-No!”

“YOU WERE TRYING TO DO THE TRUTH SPELL!”

“THIS IS A LIBRARY BE QUIET!”

“Fine. Why are you trying to put the truth spell on me?”

“do you like changbin?”

“of course i do, we’re friends-”

“no, y/n, you dumb bitch,” hyunjin sighed, pressing his palms against the table, “like. do you Like Like him?”

you furrowed your brow, wondering why the Hell he would ask you something like that.

i mean … you had never thought about changbin like that …

and it wouldn’t be Terrible to date him …

he was funny … and nice … and a good warlock …. and cute …….. and you’ve held his hand before ……….. that was nice ……………… and maybe you’ve thought about kissing him but Only once or twice !!!

oh man

“oh man. i think i like changbin.”

“oh thank fucking god, it would’ve been really awkward if you didn’t.”

“HUH???”

“i have 2 go.”

and hyunjin left you. very confused. in the library.

so hyunjin NYOOMS back to his dorm

yk how he does with his long ass legs

“hello tiny roommate.”

“absolutely go fuck yourself.”

“ok….well i have tea…...and i guess ur not getting it…..”

“hyunjin you fucking local its 2019 why are u still saying that.”

hyunjin pouted, “so u DONT wanna know that y/n likes u back??? ok FUCK u then!!” he climbed into his bed.

wait for it…..

“oh fuck.”

“Y/N LIKES ME????? HUH???? HWANG HYUNJIN!!!!!!”

“oh my god ur so loud JUST. confess or sumn u big idiot.”

hyunjin be like [ napping noises ]

changbin be like [ PANICKED NOISES ]

how is he supposed to just CONFESS??? that's not EASY

hyunjin thinks its easy bc he’s never confessed to Anyone

everyone confesses to Him

its scawy :(

but changbin Is Not A Coward

(yes he is)

the next day at lunch, changbin is …. Off

“hey binnie!” u put ur tray down next to him and send him a Big Big smile

the butterflies in his tummy go HFJSKGGJ and he goes “hey!” but his voice cracks

he flushes a bright cherry red and u think he's the CUTEST BOY EVER

but he keeps squeaking and blushing and can't exactly look u in the eye :(

how is he supposed to when he knows that U Like Him !!!! u like him !!!!!

he’s in his last class of the day (algebra - gag) when he thinks of an idea

and it’s a good one too !!!!

“that’s the worst idea i’ve ever heard.”

“shut up seungmin if hyunjin did that for u u’d literally cry.”

“WH - I - get out of my room.”

u get a text from changbin that says “meet me in the common room!! it’s importante (that’s spanish for important)!! ^.^”

his little emoticon u go <3____<3

so u text back “okie!!” and get ready to go to the common room

it was like . 11pm . but u didn't really think about that

u and changbin hang out a lot at that time so !

the common room was Empty when u got there

“Hello??? binnie???”

no response

u cast a lil spell to make a light appear on the tip of ur finger (u literally could’ve just . Turned on the lights . but this is more fun) and sit by the big statue of Satan himself and Wait.

ur only waiting for like 30 seconds when u hear It

singing???

hello???

u instantly recognized the song bc U Loved The Song

it was zion.t’s no make up and u went [ caveman spongebob ]

WHO IS SINGING

WHY ARE THEY SINGING

the light on ur finger went out as you clenched your fist, looking around for the source of the voice

the lights in the common room came on; dimly, but still on.

and rose petals started to fall from the ceiling

this was weird

pretty! and u were kind of on the verge of tears! but pretty!

and then u saw him

Seo Changbin.

why is seo changbin singing to u

since when can changbin Sing like that???

“changbin-”

“SHHSHSHSHHSH let me talk before i lose my confidence!!!

so…..you’re…..really great.”

“thanks.”

“I SAID LET ME TALK. you’re really great. really Really great. and i think …. i think we get along really well. like……..we’re bros, right? wait- bros probably isn’t the best word for this- oh my god.”

“changbin...are you...trying to say something?”

“i like you !!! and i know you like me back-”

“HUH”

“hyunjin has a big mouth.”

“oh my god.”

“yeah.”

there was silence for a moment.

what are you supposed to do now?

you were happy.

u were fricking Ecstatic!!! changbin liked u back!!!!

u were gonna kill hyunjin but!!! yippee!!!

“so do i just….are we- are we a thing now?” changbin broke the silence

“oh!” you stood from your spot on the floor, “y-yeah!”

“ok sick …. so i can do this now-” he made his way towards you, grabbing you by the waist and pressing his lips against yours.

his other hand came up to hold your face, and you were glad that he was holding your waist so tightly or you might’ve fallen down, your knees were so weak.

since when can changbin Kiss like that

“i-in front of satan and everybody, huh…” you giggled after he pulled away.

“satan’s fine. i’m sure he loves a good teen romance.”

“you’re an idiot, seo changbin.”

“but i’m your idiot :DDD”

and your first order of business as a couple : Operation Seungjin.

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