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True Soulmate - Stray Kids Soulmate AU Series Masterlist
Here you will find all 8 soulmate stories. Each story is set in its own universe; meaning none of the stories are connected. You don’t need to read all of them to understand the others. These will be my first social media imagines so they honestly might suck, but I really hope you enjoy them! 
Bang Chan’s will be released first, after that I’m not sure. I’m currently writing all of them at the same time as ideas come to me. Chan’s is completely written hence why his is being posted first. If there’s any you want to see next, let me know and I’ll see what I can do!
Song For You - Bang Chan
Soul Link - Every song your soulmate sings, you can hear.
Synopsis - Chan honestly believed he didn’t have a soulmate; still he wrote a song for a girl he wasn’t sure existed. A song she heard over and over in her mind. When he heard her singing a familiar song to herself, he was convinced she broke into his studio. How else could she know the song he never released?
Release - December 1, 2021 (subject to change depending on my schedule)
Dance With Me - Lee Minho
Soul Link - You share the same talents as your soulmate.
Synopsis - Lee Know is a famous dancer with a special talent for cooking. Ln Yn is a famous chef with a special talent for dancing. At the opening of her restaurant, their worlds collide for the first time. And it certainly won’t be the last.
Release - TBD
Lost And Found - Seo Changbin
Soul Link - Everything you lose ends up in your soulmates possession.
Synopsis - Changbin has always made sure to keep track of all his things, not wanting to burden his soulmate with all his stuff. A courtesy his soulmate doesn’t seem to have. One night at a party, he runs into a girl wearing the exact sweater he seemed to misplace earlier that day. She must have stolen it; Changbin doesn’t lose anything.
Release - TBD
All I Know Is Your Name - Hwang Hyunjin
Soul Link - Name of your soulmate is tattooed on your wrist.
Synopsis - Hyunjin has been waiting for the day he meets his soulmate, but she couldn’t care less. She wanted nothing to do with Hwang Hyunjin, her heart beating for one man and one man only; an anonymous online friend.
Release - TBD
Love Sketched On Skin - Han Jisung
Soul Link - Everything you write on yourself appears on your soulmate.
Synopsis - Jisung would always draw on his arms; small pictures to get him through the day or messages of things he can’t forget. He had no idea someone else could see everything he wrote until he found small words of encouragement before a big performance. 
Release - TBD
Falling In Love - Lee Felix
Soul Link - All your injuries appear on your soulmate.
Synopsis - His friends all knew him as a clumsy guy, but the bruises on his skin seemed excessive. Her friends all saw her as a clumsy person, but she was hiding a dark secret. 
Release - TBD
Lie To Me - Kim Seungmin
Soul Link - You are unable to lie to your soulmate.
Synopsis - Kim Seungmin has harbored a (not so) small crush on his best friend, and that’s why his other friends believe he can never lie to her. There’s no way she could possibly be his soulmate. Seungmin refuses to believe she could ever love him and instead watches as she falls for someone else.
Release - TBD
Countdown To Love - Yang Jeongin
Soul Link - Timer goes off when you meet your soulmate.
Synopsis - The timer on his wrist seemed to take forever to go off. So long that Jeongin forgot it was even there, until he feels a buzzing on his wrist and comes face to face with the girl who was to be the love of his life. There’s only one problem; she’s the one girl in the world that’s off limits to Yang Jeongin.
Release - TBD
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blu-joons · a day ago
Long Distance Struggles ~ Seo Changbin
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As silence descended between the two of you, you didn’t quite know where to look, struggling to keep yourself composed as Changbin took a moment to reply to a text with his phone beside him.
As soon as he looked up at the screen again, he noticed how distant you were once again, resting your head in the palm of your hand, unaware of the sigh that came from you as you sat.
“Are you alright?” Changbin questioned after watching you for a few moments, noticing how still you were. “You’ve been a little off since we decided to call, if you’ve got somewhere that you want to be, I understand, it is the middle of the day for you after all.”
Your head shook in reply, “it’s nothing, just one of those things.”
His eyebrows furrowed together as he noticed the pained tone in your voice. You were exhausted and fed up, staring at your laptop screen was just never the same, it was the physical side of things that you craved more than anything else after months apart from each other.
“You can’t lie Y/N, you should know I know you better than that,” he slightly laughed.
Your head dropped out of your hand as you moved it to run over the front of your face, trying to force a smile onto your face and stop Changbin from worrying about you so much.
“Talk to me Y/N, tell me what you’re thinking.”
You smiled weakly as you looked to the screen, “I’ve just been finding it a little bit difficult recently, it’s been a long time since we saw each other.”
Although he was able to mask it better than you were, Changbin was struggling too. He hated being away from you, not being able to text you or call you whenever he wanted whilst the other members were able to see their dates whenever they wanted to.
“I think this might be the longest that we’ve been apart from each other too,” you added, watching as the smile on his face finally dropped too, the realisation sinking in.
Time was something that Changbin didn’t like to think about, unless he was able to count down the days until he got to see you, he wasn’t interested at all.
“We’re going to be able to see each other soon, you’ve got some time off, and our promotion is nearly done,” he tried to assure you, “we can organise a week together, right?”
Your head nodded, although a week still felt as if it were nothing for you both. As much as you loved Changbin, the long-distance side of things was most definitely beginning to take its toll on the both of you.
“We tried that before, and then you got given a schedule,” you reminded him.
“That was a mistake that I won’t let happen again Y/N.”
You wanted to believe him and hold onto a small bit of hope, but most of the time when you did so, those hopes very quickly got dashed and you found yourself back to square one again.
“We’ve got to keep fighting and keep finding a way to get through this,” Changbin tried to encourage, offering you yet another smile, “it won’t be too long now.”
“I just wish that I could get on a flight and come and see you now,” you replied, resting your head back into the palm of your hand, “I’ve still got three weeks until I get some time off.”
Three weeks was nothing in comparison to the months that you had spent apart, but at the same time, Changbin got it. It was still three weeks too long for you both, but it would be time that you would get to spend together soon, which was all that you wanted.
“Please don’t start worrying now about us when we’ve done so well being apart for this long,” Changbin asked of you, “we’ve done so well.”
Your head nodded in agreement with him, “the last stretch always feels like it’s the hardest bit, at least for me anyway, it’s like being teased constantly.”
“Trust me, it will fly by,” he cheered, glancing across at the calendar hung up on his wall, “and we can call all the time to make the time go by faster.”
As ever, Changbin was the more optimistic one of the two of you, opting to look forward rather than back. He knew that you had a slightly different perspective on things, but that never stopped him trying his best to reassure you.
“I know being away from each other is overwhelming sometimes, but we’ll be together soon,” he promised you, “you’ll be back here, and it’ll be like you never left.”
“Coming back over makes me a little anxious too,” you admitted.
“I understand, it’s been a while since we got to see each other.”
It wasn’t just being apart that made you anxious but reuniting always made you worry too. There was always a panic in the back of your mind that made you think that maybe things wouldn’t quite be the same between the two of you.
“Give it an hour when you get here and you’ll remember why you love being in Seoul so much, and why you love me so much too,” he teased.
You knew that you adored Changbin, and that was only heightened when you were together in person, those nerves would soon subside, but they were definitely going to linger until the time came around to see him again too.
“Why don’t we discuss flights next week, I’ll make sure I have my schedule so we can organise plenty of time together,” he suggested.
“Will you be allowed to do that?”
He wasn’t convinced that the company would be quite so willing to let him off from work for the week, but after how hard he had been working for weeks on end, it was the least he deserved to be able to spend time with you.
“I’ll make sure that I have as much time as possible with you,” he vowed, “we’ll have a full time zone to spend together too.”
It was one of the biggest disadvantages for you both, whilst Changbin was talking to you with pitch black behind him, you were blinded by the sunshine reflecting off of the screen, barely able to see Changbin at several points throughout your conversation.
“It’ll be nice to talk to you without constantly watching you yawn,” you joked, as if on cue, another yawn struck him as his busy day concluded.
His head shook as he turned away from the camera, “I think I’m going to end up doing a few late nights at work to make up for the time that I’ll have off with you, best get used to me yawning all the time.”
“It’ll be worth it when we’re back together,” you smiled, beginning to feel a lot happier again, “I really can’t wait to be able to fly out and see you Changbin.”
“Try not to worry about it all either, we’ll make sure everything gets organised,” he promised, “and things will be alright between us too.”
You knew that you had nothing to worry about, things were going to be fine, and you were going to get to see Changbin, which was all that you wanted, you were nervous for now, but that would soon be forgotten about.
“Things will be alright, won’t they?” You asked him.
“Absolutely,” he chuckled, “trust me, the time will fly by, and you’ll be here before you know it. Three weeks at work and you’ll be flying, just a little bit more patience and we’ll be back together again.”
“I can’t wait, three weeks can’t come soon enough.”
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chanswifey · a day ago
Husband headcanons | Hyunjin
↬ how you met him
You met him at the dog park, to this day you still tell people you got paired by your dogs because your dog decided kkami was his best friend
You still think kkami only went with it so he could catch a break from the constant kissing, he was a dog with a plan and he succeeded
You got his number as an excuse to set up a play date but it was the least talked about topic between the two of you
↬ the proposal
We all know he is Extra™ so of course he flew you to freaking Paris and asked you to marry him during a picnic at the Eiffel Tower
You had the most perplexed expression on your face when he showed you the little box with the ring
↬ the wedding
The most intimate and cozy little wedding, only the people you two loved were there and it was perfect
Of course, the dogs attended, if it was not for them it would have never happened
↬ life with him
He is the most loving and loyal partner someone could ever ask for
Loves to show you off to everyone
Still can't believe how lucky he got
masterlist | request here | chanswifey©
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spilledtee · 3 months ago
𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲
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Warning: smut, possessive and jealous Bangchan, katoptronophilia (mirror sex), choking, use of neckties and belts, slightly bondage, slight impact play, cheating (mentioned), established relationship, degradation kink, Chan acts kinda mean in the beginning, fiancé!Bangchan, dom!Bangchan
Synopsis: After hearing what your scumbag coworkers have to say about your relationship, Chan decides to prove that no one else could do it like him
A/N: I didn’t proof read this but I still hope you enjoy this :) also heavily based off Chan, not only climbing up my bias list, but also recent bubble statuses and messages. Also based off of one of my scraped fics :)
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It was the pure irritation that surged through his veins that shocked you the most, especially when he slammed the door in your face. Relationships were never easy, you knew that, especially with the pressure of getting married and being newly engaged. Even more so when Chan had claimed that one of your coworkers was getting too chummy after touching the small of your back. He knew that black dress was trouble, he knew he shouldn’t have let you go out in something so short, so appealing to men who couldn’t control themselves. That was for his eyes only, though. You were his after all. To make matters worse was the conversation he heard in the bathroom. Usually, he would just glare at men for even thinking about coming near you but he wanted to hear what your scumbag coworkers had to say. Comments travelled through the bathroom, saying that if Chan wasn’t your fiancé the things they would do to you. Chan promptly made his presence known and simultaneously scared them out of the bathroom. Even if their words didn’t ring true, to hear about you in that manner was enough to make the once calm, loving man that Chan was turn into a possessive, jealous, green eyed monster. You were his, and his alone. Nobody was allowed to have you the way that he had you.
That was what led to where the two of you were now. After a rather public display of affection in front of everyone at your workplace, even in front of your boss, Chan was dragging you back to the car. You could feel the tension in the air, but you were rather confused as to why he was acting like this and when you had questioned him, Chan simply told you to be quiet as he gripped the steering wheel till his knuckles were white. His tone was strict, harsh even, but you did as you were told, not wanting to anger him  further. The rest of the car ride had been silent, the air around you buzzing with tension as the two of you finally got back home. You thought it was the right time to question him but as soon as you got to the door of your bedroom you were immediately shut out, Chan nearly slamming the door in your face. You let out a huff of air, settling down on the couch and waiting for him to cool off. 
It seemed like forever till you finally heard silence from your shared bedroom. The door soon whipped open, Chan walking outside and barely noticing the way you jumped from how harsh he had opened the door. He even walked right passed you, heading into the kitchen and grabbing himself a glass of water.
You could easily see that something was upsetting him. Usually, after some quiet time he would greet you with a kiss, tell you he was sorry and then explain why he was acting the way he was. You let it go though, knowing that he could have been upset with himself for telling you to be quiet so harshly in the car. As you leaned against the doorway, you offered him a soft smile. “You okay babe?”
“Shut up.” He practically spat, gulping down the rest of the water in his glass, the droplets dripping down his chin.
That had definitely taken you by surprise. Never in the entirety of your relationship had your fiancé spoken to you in such a manner. It made you blink in surprise, giving him a second to see if he would change but by the looks, or rather glare, it seemed he was dead set on being angry. “Whoa, what’s with the attitude? Is this because you saw me talking to my coworkers?”
Chan’s jaw set at the mention of them. The memory of the bathroom conversation flashing through his mind. “What about them? Do you like them or something? Going behind my back while at work and acting like I don’t know?” He knew he was wrong to accuse you of those things. He knew that he’d apologize later but right now all he could see was his red hot anger.
“What’s your problem? You’re acting like a jealous little 5 year old.” You retorted back.
“Well, maybe I’m just not in the mood for you right now. ” He responded, almost hitting the fridge with his fist as he got another glass of water.
You couldn’t even fathom what had gotten him to act out like this. You knew that Chan could be jealous, but it was never to this extent. This was definitely something else though. In this moment, you had to wonder if he really was the mature leader that everyone looked up to. Never, had you expected Chan to ever talk down to you, much less blame you for just talking with some male coworkers. “You’re a fucking ass.” You snapped back at him, shaking your head and turning to leave the kitchen.
His eyes were fixated on you. Part of him expected you to turn around and say something even more harsh. Heck, you were quite tempted to slap him in the face for even daring to speak to you like that. But you don’t. You don’t bother to fight him back and that bothered Chan even more that you could be so calm. “Where are you going?” The rather harsh clench of his jaw appeared as the question came, Chan now following you through the house. You didn’t answer him though, instead going into the bathroom and attempting to shut the door in his face just like he did to you early. His reflexes were too fast though, foot going to jam the door and even if you wanted to push back against him, you knew that he was much stronger than you. As he barged in, Chan glared at you. “I asked you a question. Answer.”
The commanding tone in his voice was enough to send a shudder down your spine. This, accompanied with the pair of beautiful brown eyes staring down at you, darkened by something. Be rage or arousal you couldn’t really tell. You watched as Chan’s shoulders heaved as he locked eyes with you, closing the door behind him and stepping forward till your back hit the bathroom wall. He stood above you, breath fanning your face, as his hands came to rest on either side of your head. Your fiancé was caging you in place, leaning down so that he was now eye level with you as he spoke once again. “You really want to see me jealous huh?” He questioned, voice searing into you. “You think you can just dress like that? Talk about your coworkers like they weren’t eye fucking you and just mentioning them when you’re engaged to me. Don’t you think that’s a little cruel?”
“I didn’t mean-”
“But he meant what he said. In fact, they all did.” He growled back at you.
That was when the realization hit you, the memory of coworkers practically running out of the men’s bathroom, Chan soon appearing and then kissing you as if it just the two of you in the room, his tongue swiping your bottom lip and making completely flustered, as well as slightly angry, by the rather show of affection. Your coworkers must have said something about you. You knew that Chan wasn’t angry with you now, he was mad about your coworkers. Even if whatever they said wasn’t true, that would be enough to get your fiancé riled up like this. You hardly had time to think of anything though as Chan pressed his body close to yours, closing the distance between the two of you.
And then Chan was kissing you. Not the sweet, gentle kisses you were used to. This was completely ravenous, his lips mashing against yours, as if trying to flatten and destroy her mouth. You wanted to be mad. You wanted to tell him that he was being ridiculously childish for ever thinking that any man could compare to him. However, you were too distracted by the way his mouth worked against yours. It had your heart leaping out of your chest, feeling his hand reaching around the lower column of your neck, and all rational disappeared. You could only hungrily push back, your mouth open, tongue pushing past his clenched teeth to the moist space within. You worked your mouth against his, your tongues battling back and forth, trying to pin the other. You found your fingers threatening through his hair, pulling at it harshly. A groan vibrated through him right against your lips, sending a wave of pleasure all the way down to your core.
Not wanting to lose control, Chan bent down, lifting you with the ease of one arm. Your legs automatically responded, wrapping around his waist immediately causing a smirk to play on his lips. It was your turn to groan, feeling him press harder into your body. Having your legs like this had pushed the hem of your dress up and you could feel how hard he was through the thin fabric of your underwear. You pushed your hips against him, wanting to gain from friction there. “Chan…” You whimpered as his mouth moved to your neck. His teeth grazed against your skin, easily finding your sweet spot and marking you there. You moaned as he sucked the area till the skin blossomed a reddish-purple colour, his fingers digging into your thighs with the same bruising force. “Chan please…”
He chuckled against your neck. “Only because you said please.” Finally, pulling away from your neck, he moved to set you down on the bathroom counter. His hand reached to unbuckle the belt looped through his dress pants, before quickly stripping himself of them and his boxers. All the while you were pulling at the tie that he had worn, hands fumbling with the button of his dress shirt as well. Once his chest was finally exposed, your hands roamed his body as they pleased, exploring every ridge of his toned chest, to his abdomen and the beautiful V-lie that had led to his now lower half. 
“Nope. No touching.” He said, grabbing your wrist with one hand and the other one going to get his disregarded belt. Chan wound his belt around your wrist, looping it through itself to form makeshift cuffs and securing it tightly. 
“Chan-” He gave you no time to protest as he kissed you again, a hand reaching between your bodies. His fingers brushed against your cloth core, probably already feeling how soaked you were through your panties. With mercy abandoned your fiancé grabbed at the material and in one swift motion of his hand he ripped them off. “Christopher Bang!” You gasped, pulling away from him slightly, but struggling because of your bound hands.
One of his hands came to grab your chin, turning your gaze back to him. “Behave.” He instructed. “Behave and I’ll fuck you all nice and good, okay?”
You gulped. The idea of disobeying him popping into your mind, but with the rather stern glare he was giving, you found yourself nodding and obeying him. “Okay.” You breathed out.
He immediately got back to work, nipping at your lower lip once again. You had expected him to fuck you in this position, but when Chan pulled you off the counter, he was forcing you to turn your back to him. His hand went to grab his necktie, clenching it with one hand while the other pushed you down over the sink, ass in the air and your slit brushing against the head of cock. When your eyes turned up to the bathroom mirror, you saw the burning gaze of his darkened eyes. He lined himself up with your entrance, a hand steady on your hip with a vice grip. It would definitely bruise tomorrow, though you hardly cared. All you wanted was to Chan to fuck you. “Chan, please.” You whined pushing back against him. “I want it.”
A small “tsk” came from him. “Doesn’t sound like you want. Maybe you want it from one of your coworkers, hm?” You shook your head, not trusting your voice, and only pushing against him again. At that, a hand came down to smack your ass, the sting making your whole body quiver and your mouth to part in a mouth. “Beg or I’ll leave you here like this.”
“But-ah!” Another smack to your ass cause whatever retort you had to turn into a moan.
“No buts. I make the rules sweetheart. So, if you want it, beg for it.”
“Please fuck me.” You slurred, finding the strength to lift your head and look at him through the mirror before you. “Please Chan, I wanna feel you inside of me. No one, just you.”
He tilted his head, looking at you. “Is that what you want? For me to fuck your pussy? Want me to ruin you baby?” The questions came and you eagerly nodded at each one of them. “Good cause that’s what I’m going to do.” Without warning he slammed into you, a strangled moan leaving your parted lips from the sensation. You moved your cheek to press against the counter, wanting to hide your face, but he shook his head. Taking the tie he wore, he wrapped his around your neck, pulling your head back up. “Watch me while I fuck you.” He sneered, eyes still piercing through you as they glared into the mirror. “You’re mine.” Your fiancé spat, continuing to piston into you relentlessly. “Fucking say it.”
“I’m yours.” You repeated, through choked sobs.
His grip tightened around the silk fabric, hips snapping and his head shaking in dissatisfaction. “Louder. I want those assholes to know they could never own you, never have you like this.”
“I’m yours, Chan! Only yours!” You moaned out, feeling his cock brush against the rough lining against your inner walls. 
The answer seemed enough to satisfy him as his head tipped back, staring down to look at his cock entering you. He was thrusting inside of you, mercy completely abandoned, determined to prove that he was the only one that ruined you. Each time his hips mer yours, he made sure to thrust slightly upward, making your body jolt forward so that your eyes could see how he was taking you through the mirror. The hand that held his tie, released the grip on the cloth, allowing you to fall against the cold surface of the counter. You coughed slightly, your airways finally free for a second, only to mewl for him to give you more. This time your voice at full volume and echoing through the bathroom.
He didn’t deny you. This time it was his hand that came to wrap around the front of your body and pull you flush against him. The wetness of your inner walls began to pool at the roughness. Chan seemed to notice this, almost chuckling at you. “So, wet and just for me.” He commented, rather cockily. Slapping sounds filled the room, as his skin met yours, though there was nothing compared to hearing how wet you were from his cock sliding in and out of you. He cursed loudly, pulling out of you and with such ease thrusted back into you. Leaning down, his lips brushed the shell of your ear, giving you the full experience of the sounds that were escaping his lips. “Mine.” He grunted out, breath tickling your skin.
“C-Chan.” You breathed out, completely unsteady as he continued to piston his hips into your, the force of his hips making your mind reel and completely lose focus. “Need… need to cum.” 
Your slurred words only spurred Chan on, his thrust becoming faster as he squeezed the hand around your throat, yanking the air from your lungs. Tears streamed down your eyes, wanting nothing more than to cum. “You know what to do if you want to cum.” His free hand came down to smack your butt once again, earning him a wail of pleasure from you. The hand was gripping at your flesh, forcing the two of you to move at a harsher pace. 
“P-please!” You sobbed, a sinful moan following after. “Chan you feel so good, only you can make me cum. Please, please please!”
“Cum. Show me that only I can make you feel good.” A rather possessive growl escaped him.
The command was enough to send your whole body to obey him, a scream ripping from your throat as you reached your high, clenching around him. He watched you convulse through the mirror, waves of euphoric pleasure completely taking over. Soon his thrust became desperate, sloppily thrusting into you as he orgasm soon followed. Chan let out a groan, continuing to fuck you both through your highs until his thrust slowed to a stop. It seemed like an entirety passed before he stilled and exhaled. “I’m sorry…” Came his low voice, hands removing his belt from your wrist and soothing the redden skin. 
With a heavy breath, and help from your fiancé, you turned over and shook your head. “You’re fine.” You stated, trying to gain some composure. “So, what happened exactly?”
“Your coworker...coworkers said stuff about you-”
You had quickly promptly cut him off with a kiss, giggling at him. “You should know better than to listen to some jerk. I’ll talk to HR tomorrow if it makes you feel better though. And if that doesn’t work, you can punch him out okay?” You joked.
He sighed, nodded. “I just don’t like hearing guys talk that way, especially about you.”
“Don’t worry, we can deal with him together. Just talk to me next time, okay?”
“Okay.” He repeated, now smiling.
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dreamescapeswriting · 26 days ago
34+35 ~ BC [M] [Request]
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PAIRING: Chan x fem!Reader
GENRE:  69, cute, fluffy, blushing chan 
Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - November 2021
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Beads of sunlight began to wake Chan up and he smiled brightly, expecting to find you lying beside him in the bed but as he rolled over he frowned. There was nothing beside him but cold sheets and the familiar scent of your perfume on the pillows, he knew you were still around. Your bags were still in the corner of his room, along with some of the clothes you had been wearing the night before, but instead of being strewn along the floor. They were folded up and the rest of Chan’s items had all been tided up along with it. It hit him that you didn’t sleep that much just like him and that you must have gotten up to do something giving Chan as much rest as you could. 
You had. That morning you’d woken up when all of the boys were heading out for the day and decided to do something nice for them all and clean up the dorms. You’d started in Chan’s room, sliding into one of his smart-shirts and some underwear and began to clean up. Grabbing any laundry that you could find on his floor and headed out to look around the rest of the dorms. 
Deciding it was easier to clean while Chan was asleep you slipped in some earphones and began to tidy up. Starting with the easier work of laundry and making your way up to cleaning the bathroom and kitchen. It wasn’t as if the boys were dirty on purpose they were all busy so it was natural for the dorms to get cluttered and untidy easy.
“Can you stay up all night? Fuck me ‘till the daylight. Thirty-four, thirty-five.” Chan smirked to himself when he heard the soft singing coming from the kitchen. He rounded the corner and a bright smile came across his cheeks. 
There you were standing in front of the sink, swinging your hips from side to side while you sang along to the song playing in your earphones. Chan took in the appearance for as long as he could, enjoying how carefree you seemed in the dorms. Dancing and singing around the dorms in nothing but a pair of panties and one of his shirts, he was glad none of the boys was home to see this. That meant that he had time to drink the entire sight to himself.
“Can we stay up all night? Fuck a jet lag. You bring your fine ass and overnight bag. Add up the numbers or get behind that.” A blush grew over Chan’s cheeks hearing you swearing during the song, it wasn’t as if he’d never heard you swear before but you usually tried to keep it to a minimum. You knew how Chan would always try and keep his vlives PG and you didn’t want to come across as someone who was always swearing.
Occasionally the odd swear word would slip from your lips as it would anyone else, if you hurt yourself or accidentally got bumped you would swear under your breath and to your unknowing it would always make Chan smile. Hearing words such as those falling from your lips, it was cute and endearing. 
“Wake up the neighbours, we got an audience, They hear the clapping, but we not applauding 'em…Six o'clock and I'm crushing. Then it get to seven o'clock now he wants it. When it hit eight o'clock, we said, fuck it.” Chan’s hand flew in front of his lips to stop himself from chuckling too loud, he enjoyed watching you do this. You seemed completely and utterly carefree and you’d been dying for Chan to play this on one of his lives, obviously, he would never be able to play this version.
“Fuck me till the daylight, thirty-four, thirty-five.” You breathed out and Chan knew what was coming, one of your favourite verses and he smiled. Sitting down at the table as you began to bounce a little to the song,
“Bitch, let me get cute. He's about to come through! I’ve been in the shower for ‘bout a whole hour.” You hummed as you giggled a little, completely forgetting that you weren’t at home in the comfort of your own home. Forgetting that Chan was asleep in a room just down the hall, 
“This pussy so good for ya health, call it superfood. when I’m by myself, DIY likes its youtube. Bad, bad bitch, all the boys wanna spank me.” Chan raised up from the chair when he saw you were done with the washing up and stood behind you, grinding his body against yours as you jumped a little, 
“Left him on read, girlfriend need to thank me. Make his toes point, ballerina, no tutu.” He rapped along to the song, pulling one of your Bluetooth earphones and sliding it into his ear, 
“Baby, I’m the best, I don’t know what the rest do.” He looked at you with a smirk as you both began to sing along, 
“Dive in the water like a private island, thirty-four, thirty-five we can sixty-nine it and I been a bad girl but this pussy on the good list, I hope that you ain't tired we ain't stopping till I finish.” You both began to laugh as he pulled the earphones out of your ears and looked down at you, a bright blush on his cheeks as you felt your body heating up in embarrassment. 
“You heard all of it?” He shook his head, 
“Just from Doja’s verse onwards,” He laughed softly shaking his head at you as you tried to hide in his chest but he wasn’t about to let you get away from him that easy so he pulled your chin up to look at him. 
“You know, all you had to do was ask.” You frowned a little, not following along with what he was talking about until he kissed you deeply. Pressing himself against you when you felt it, how hard he was just from watching you dancing around in his shirt. 
“I-I do want that,” You breathed against his lips, biting down a little as he looked at you, cocking his eyebrow at you. 
“Want what princess? Use your words,”
“I want to try it…Sixty-Nine,” You felt embarrassed to be saying it despite having just been dancing and singing around the whole dorms to the song, as well as grinding against your boyfriend as you rapped the words back at one another. But that was all Chan needed. He threw your earbuds down onto the kitchen counter and began to take you towards his dorm room once again.
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You both desperately pulled at one another’s clothes, throwing them around his once tided room as you tried to get close to one another. Hungrily wanting to feel skin against skin as Chan laid down on the bed, bringing you with him as he issued you softly and desperately all at the same time. It wasn’t as if this was all something completely new to either of you before, you had ridden Chan’s face and he’d fucked your mouth. This was just all going to happen at the same time instead of at separate times. 
Giving you a final kiss on the lips Chan eased your hips up, tapping your ass as a sign that he wanted you to turn around so you did. Your hips hovered above his face as you smirked down at his cock. Taking him into your hand and pumping him painfully slowly, 
“D-Don’t tease,” There was a hint of desperation in his voice that made you smile, knowing that you were the one that made him needy like this.
“Yes Channie,” You licked your lips before lightly sucking on the head of his cock, earning a sharp breath to leave his throat as he rolled his hips a little but you stopped him. Pinning his hips down to the bed and giggling a little as you began to leave small licks on the head of his cock.
 “I said don’t tease,” He growled at you as you began to lick the underside of his cock, running your tongue along the prominent vein of his dick. Chan lets out a loud moan of your name as you began to pump him in your hand, slowly twisting your wrist as you kissed his balls. Letting small whimpers fall from his lips as he let you touch him like this,
“Y-Y/n please,” He breathed out as he looked at you, moving his hands up to your hips as he tried to pull them down, 
“Sit on my face, I want to make you feel good.” You smirked and relaxed against him, allowing him to pull you down onto his face and moaned out as you felt his tongue on the folds of your cunt. Your hips bucked just a little as he began to drag his tongue through your folds, you reacting by taking him into your mouth, moaning around him whenever he would make you feel good. 
“S-Shit, just like that.” He praised you as you continued to take his cock all the way into your mouth, swirling your tongue around his cock as he grunted. His tongue continued to run up and down your pussy as your toes curled a little, legs shaking as you continued to take him into your mouth. Gagging around his length as you did your best to take him as much as you could, using your hands to pump the rest of him.
“C-Chan,” You panted as you continued to pump him, pulling off his cock for a little air as you rolled your head back in pure bliss. Chan did nothing but pull you closer to his face, enjoying the loud moans that escaped your lips as your thighs shook around him. 
“Holy fuck,” You cried out as your lips parted, leaning down as you began to take him back into your throat, moving at the same pace as him as he grunted against your cunt. Only sending you closer to the edge. 
“C-Chan, close.” You warned as he continued to flick his tongue across your clit quickly. Your hips ground down against his face as he ground his up into your mouth unable to stop. Loud and lewd noises filled the entire bedroom as you continued to work on each other. 
“Holy shit, good...G-Good girl.” Chan moaned out as he felt himself getting closer. Your tongue swirling around his sensitive head as you pumped him vigorously in your hand.
Whines and whimpers left his throat as he tried to hold back from cumming but it was too late, one last harsh suck from you and he spilt into  your mouth as you swallowed around him, 
“Shit! Chan!” You screamed grabbing his thighs as he began to harshly eat you out, determined to make you finish with him, loud screams of his name left your throat as you grasped at the sheets. Knees buckling as you hit your high, cumming around his tongue as you let out whimpers of his name.
Both of you fell back onto the sheets and he smirked at you, running his thumb along your bottom lip to remove the cum that had dripped from your mouth. He eased his thumb back into your mouth as you sucked it clean
“I hope that you ain't tired, we ain't stopping 'til I finish.” He repeated to you with a wink, making you both heat up and laugh with one another as he bought you into a tight hug.
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feliix · 5 months ago
skz scenarios : when they’re in the mood
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⤖ genre: smut (18+ only), fluff aspects
⤖ warnings: explicit & implicit sexual content
⤖ a/n: this drabble was written based on requests I have received! I am still accepting other requests like this one as well as mtls, if you’d like to suggest something for me to write let me know here♡
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~ nsfw under the cut ~
chan always shows that he’s in the mood by leaving touches that linger behind. each kiss would last a little longer than usual and his fingertips would never leave the surface of your skin until you know just what he wants. a satisfied smile sits perfectly on his lips as he watches you get worked up from his small movements, just the way he likes it.
minho clenches his jaw, showing off his perfect jawline with small veins protruding on his neck. his eyes visibly darken, drinking in each of your features with such fervor while he sizes you up. he isn't able to keep his hands off of you for very long, always finding his hand gripped to your thigh and inching its way upwards with each heated kiss placed to your lips.
you can tell when changbin is in the mood by just the look in his eye. his gaze noticeably darkens and you can feel the sexual tension radiates off his muscular frame. his body language turns into a series of fidgets and adjustments, the physical sensations from his growing need for you taking control of his movements.
its clear when hyunjin is needer than usual by the tone of his voice. the pitch of his voice deepens and the last syllable in each of his words always ends in a whine. the adams apple in his throat bobs with each harsh swallow that slowly trails down his neck.
jisung often pouts when he’s needy for your touch, his frame shrinking closer into your body as his face buries in your neck. he’d rather mumble about how badly he wants you into your ear than look you right in the eye and say so; only for him to pull away and laugh at how flustered you’ve become from his filthy words.
felix isn’t always good at communicating what he needs, so he would keep making small advances until you take notice. it starts with innocent kissing, leading to more tender touches. the build up is the most important part for him, worshipping over ever new inch of skin that becomes exposed as you lead up to the act.
seungmin becomes very tense when he’s in the mood. he may not come out and say it to you, but the frustration evident on his face makes it easy to tell. his fists grip into small fists and each of his movements become more rash. but as soon as your hands find him he instantly relaxes, knowing how good you always manage to make him feel.
jeongin needs to feel your touch when he's in the mood, doing anything he can to feel the contact of his skin on yours. whether its drawing small circles on your arm with his fingertips or snaking his arm up your shirt, you know he’s needy when he’s more touchy than usual.
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jiminbbyboy · 2 months ago
golden hour - b.c, h.hj
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featuring: bang chan x f.reader x hwang hyunjin
↳  The three of them had fallen into a habit for sharing a bed and cuddling. What happens when feelings get involved?
{“you mean the world to us”}
word count: 9.5k
warnings: angst, fluff, self doubt, the reader is written as some learning to love themselves and learning to love their body and accept love from others, mention of pregnancy Explicit sexual content such as: oral, unprotected sex, voyeurism, threesomes
an: this is a reworking of one of my stories from my other tumblr spidey-babe-parker
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Laying in the full-size bed, your curvy body was curled up against the muscular body of Hyunjin. Your thick leg was thrown over his waist as your head used his chest as a pillow. Your body couldn’t be any physically closer to his. Curled up behind you, Chan was nuzzled up tightly against you.
You weren’t even dating either of them. You had fallen into this cycle of all sleeping in bed together. It all started one night when you had a really bad nightmare and went to the kitchen to get water, and found Chan sitting on the barstool at the counter. He also couldn’t sleep himself.  His own personal nightmares had kept him up. That was the first night you and Chan innocently shared a bed together.
It became a frequent habit of both of you sleeping together just to cuddle after Chan would have nightmares. Hyunjin joined in one night about a month in when he walked into Chan’s room to check on him and found him curled up next to you. You were both wide awake and spooning while talking. You both looked over at Hyunjin with the look of a child who got caught with their hand in the cookie jar. Hyunjin asked what was going on and you then went on to explain to him that you both had a hard time sleeping at night.
Hyunjin awkwardly asked if he could join, and you both just nodded your head as he curled upset onto the other side of the bed. From that night on you rarely ever slept alone.
You nuzzled against Hyunjin’s chest as you started to slowly wake up. Chan’s strong hand gently rubbed her thigh letting you know he was awake. Gently you rolled off of Hyunjin trying not to wake him up. Looking over at Chan who had moved back a little to give you room.
He laid on his back and signaled for you to cuddle up against him. You moved back into the position you had just been laying on Hyunjin. Your leg once again was tossed over Chan’s waist as your head nuzzled against Chan’s strong chest.
His hand gripped your thigh pulling you even closer to him. This was the first time your cuddling had even gotten close to sexual. There was suddenly a thick sexual tension between you as you let out a low moan as your pajama covered cored rutted against his hip. Your eyes went wide as you bit your lip. You didn’t mean to moan, but the way he was pulling you closer to him was intoxicating.
His warm eyes locked onto yours as he was trying to figure out what was going on in your mind. He suddenly wanted to kiss you but he didn’t know if you even had feelings for him.
You suddenly felt embarrassed at the fact you moaned as your body moved against him. Your eyes quickly moved away from his dark ones.
“Should I sleep somewhere else?” You rasped lightly, finally breaking the silence.
He shook his head quickly. The last thing he wanted was for you to sleep somewhere else, at this point he didn’t know if he was able to actually sleep all night without you or Hyunjin.
“What’s going on?” Hyunjin said, sitting up. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and looked over at the two of you confused about what was going on.
You rolled off of Chan quickly and laid on your back staring at the ceiling. You wondered if maybe it was time for you to start sleeping alone again. You couldn’t lie to yourself anymore. You were starting to develop feelings for both of the men you were sharing a bed with.
“I think I need to sleep alone,” you continued to stare at the ceiling. You couldn’t bring yourself to look at either of them. The embarrassment creeping across your face.
“What? Why?” Hyunjin almost shouted. He had just woken up and suddenly you were saying you didn’t want to sleep with them anymore.
“Because I can’t keep telling myself I don’t have feelings for you,” you felt embarrassed that you had to confess your feelings you had for them. Your cheeks burned bright as your eyes looked over slowly at Hyunjin and then at Chan who both had the same wide-eyed look as they stared at each other.
“I mean I like you too,” Hyunjin said, speaking up as he looked down at you.
Chan nodded his head, “I like you too.”
“Oh,” you were completely caught off guard. Hyunjin was a man who had no issue with skinship. You hadn’t even thought about the possibility he would like you as more than a friend. Chan had always been more closed off, almost afraid to put himself out there. The thought of him like you wasn’t something you could picture.
“Can we maybe talk about this later? I’m exhausted and still want to cuddle,” Hyunjin asked as he laid back down.
“Okay we can talk about this later,” you said, still attempting to process everything.
Hyunjin moved so he was laying on his side and pulled your soft body so you were curled up against him. Chan smiled as he watched you curl up against Hyunjin.
“Are you going to join?” You asked.
He nodded his head as he slowly moved to become the little spoon in front of you. His strong body pressed against your curvy one. Your hand was over his waist and he reached up and laced his fingers with yours and gave your hand a little squeeze.
Hyunjin gently pressed his lips to your bare shoulder and whispered, “you mean the world to us.”
Chan had this ability to fully distract you with very little to no effort. His strong hand gently rested on your lower back as he was talking about something completely random. You were trying her hardest to pay attention to what he was saying but you were so distracted by his touch and his warm eyes that were locked onto your.
Hyunjin leaned against the counter as he watched you attempting to carry on a conversation with Chan who was completely oblivious to the effect that he was having on you. Hyunjin couldn’t help but smile a little at the effect Chan was having on you.
He walked over and without saying a word pressed his lips gently to your cheek. He had wanted to kiss you but he also just wanted to see what you would do with Chan innocently touching you while he pressed his lips to your burning cheek.
Your head quickly whipped to the side to see Hyunjin innocently smirking at you. Chan must have caught on to what was happening because his hand gently pulled you in so you were standing less than an inch away from him. You looked up at him with wide eyes as your cheeks burned bright. You still weren’t even exactly sure what was going on between you, Chan and Hyunjin, other than they both said they shared feelings for you.
“You okay?” Chan asked, gazing down at you.
Slowly you nodded. You weren’t sure she could process words at the moment. Nothing like this has ever happened to you in your life. In your whole life you hadn’t had the best history with dating, and men never really pined after you. Let alone two men that looked like them.
“Hey Princess,” his words caught your attention and you looked over at him as you stood still right in front of Chan. Hyunjin reached over and lightly rested his hand on your soft face. Silently you stared into his warm eyes. “Can I kiss you?” he asked, testing the waters. Since you had all discussed your feelings, you hadn’t done much other than share innocent kisses on the cheek and forehead.
Your heart raced at the thought of kissing him. You nodded your head, still not sure if you could speak.
Without hesitation he leaned forward and gently pressed his lips to yours to share your first real kiss. Chan stepped back letting Hyunjin have his moment. He watched as his best friend and you shared your first kiss and he couldn’t help but smile. Watching Hyunjin kiss the girl that he liked made him desperately want to share a kiss with you. He couldn’t explain how much he enjoyed seeing both of you so happy together.
Hyunjin’s touch was gentle as his lips moved against yours. You still couldn’t wrap your mind around the fact that both Hyunjin and Chan admitted they had feelings for you. His lips felt electric against yours, he pulled his lips away from yours and smiled.
“Wow,” you whispered as your eyes burned into his dark orbs.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered as his hand was still resting on your face. His lingering touch leaves butterflies in your stomach.
Chan cleared his throat and both Hyunjin and you looked over at Chan to see him staring at you with a questioning look on his face.
“Yeah Chan?” Hyunjin asked.
“Can I steal a kiss baby girl?” he asked, stepping back towards you.
Hyunjin removed his hand from your face as you slowly nodded. Hyunjin stepped back and smiled as Chan and you awkwardly stood in front of each other. Chan leaned forward and rested his forehead against yours as if he was trying to figure out exactly what should happen. You closed your eyes as you were taking in his closeness. You stayed like that for a moment before Chan leaned forward and pressed his lips to yours. His lips moved ever so gently as if he was afraid, you were going to break if he wasn’t careful. Your hand reached up and rested on his neck as your lips moved against his. His lips tasted of mint chapstick and it was intoxicating.
You moved apart and your eyes moved from Hyunjin and Chan quickly becoming extremely aware of the fact that you had just kissed both of them. Your heart rate picked up as you suddenly felt nervous. What did all this mean? What happened next between you. All of this was uncharted territory for all of you.
“Wow,” you whispered again. That was the only word you could think of.
“You’re an incredible woman,” Chan leaned forward and whispered before lightly pressing his lips to your cheek for a soft kiss.
Hyunjin was away at a dance competition and it was your first time alone with Chan since you confessed your feelings and shared your first kiss with each boy.  Hyunjin was supposed to be arriving home at any time. As Hyunjin was leaving, he asked Chan to look after you. He called you “their girl” the sweet nickname left you wanting to giggle like a schoolgirl.
Chan and you were curled up on the couch. You leaned into his side as the movie you were watching played on the tv in front of you. His strong hand rested on your thigh as he aimlessly drew circles on your thigh. His touch caught your attention. You glanced up at him as you were attempting to watch the movie playing in front of you. How are you supposed to focus on a movie when the man that was always capturing your attention was touching you.
His focus was on the tv in front of him, but he could feel you looking at him. He looked down at you with a smile playing across his lips.
“Yes, Princess?”
Your eyes narrowed, “you can’t just touch me and expect me to actually watch the movie playing.”
He bit his bottom lip and held back a smile.
“Did you want it to be more than an innocent touch?” he asked, wondering if he could test the waters with you. This whole relationship was a learning experience for everyone involved.
Your eyes went wide as you took in what he had just said to you. There constantly seemed to be the thought in the back of your mind wondering what else could unfold between you. Slowly you nod. He pulled away from you and moved so you were facing each other. He reached forward and connected his lips to yours for a passionate kiss. His fingers tangled in your hair pulling him closer to her as their lips danced together. His strong hands grabbed your round hips moving you so you were straddling his waist. His hands roamed your back as your lips continued to move against each other. The way you were kissing you would have sworn that you needed each other to breathe. The sound of the door opening caused you to pull apart. With wide eyes you both looked up to see Hyunjin standing by the tv.
“I see you took care of our girl,” Hyunjin smiled as he stared at the pair of you who look like you got caught with your hands in the cookie jar.
“Hey Hyunjin,” Chan awkwardly said as you crawled off of him, and moved back to your spot on the couch you had been sitting on.
“Why are you two acting like I just walked in on catching you cheating on me?” Hyunjin was confused on why you were suddenly acting guilty.
You shrugged her shoulders, “I don’t know.” This was all new to you. It felt strange that Hyunjin would be okay with you openly kissing his best friend.
“(YN) you’re allowed to kiss Chan and do whatever you want with him. You don’t ever need to ask for my permission,” he smiled as he walked towards you and sat on the coffee table that was sat in front of the couch. He reached over and placed his hand under your chin and gently tilted your head up so you were looking into his warm eyes. “The ball is in your court at all times Princess. Whatever you want from all this is what you get. If you want to be with both of us you can or if you only want to be with Chan, we both understand.”
Both Hyunjin and Chan wanted you to be happy, and they both had agreed that whatever happened your happiness was what mattered.
“I want both of you guys,” you whispered, still almost unsure that all of this was real. How could both of these men possibly be okay with openly
Sharing your affection.
“Then you have both of us Princess,” Chan said from beside you.
“Did you want me to leave so you guys can go back to making out on the couch?” Hyunjin asked with a soft laugh as he released your chin.
“No, did you want to cuddle and watch the movie with us?” You asked.
“I would love that.”
You moved back into Chan’s side and Hyunjin sat down on the couch next to you and rested his hand on your thigh.
“I missed you guys,” Hyunjin smiled gently, massaging your thighs, earning a soft sigh from you.
“We missed you too,” Chan said before leaning over and pressing his lips to the top of his favorite girl's head.
Hyunjin gripped your hips as his own hips thrust into you over and over again. You couldn’t help but moan his name over and over again. Your hands moved to grip the sheets next to your hips. Your velvety walls are pulling him in, earning a groan.
You and the boys had recently started having sex and to say it was earth shattering was an understatement. Neither of them seemed to be able to get enough of you. Honestly, you couldn’t get enough of them either.
Chan had gone to work out leaving you and Hyunjin alone for a little while and it didn’t take long before Hyunjin had you naked and on your back.
He sat back on his hunches as his hips thrust into yours over and over again. Your back arched as he was pushing you closer and closer to the edge.  
“Hyunjin,” your high pitched moan echoed off the walls.
“Baby girl let go,” he rasped as he leaned forward. He pressed his lips to your soft stomach as he rolled his hips against yours. You wanted every piece of the man thrusting into you. Everything about him was absolutely intoxicating to you. His golden skin glistened with sweat as he looked down at you like you were his world.
It only took a few more thrust before he pushed you over the edge. Your walls pulled him in, and he thrust a few more times before he hit his own high. He laid down on the bed next to you and stared at the ceiling as he panted. He looked over at you to see you with a huge smile on your face. If you looked up word bliss in the dictionary, this moment could be found.
“Did you enjoy that?” he asked, reaching over and lacing his fingers with yours.
Silently you nod as you look over at him.
“Man, Chan missed out by going and working out,” he laughed softly.
Before you could respond the door opened and Chan walked inside to see you and Hyunjin naked lying in bed. Chan pushed his eyebrows together and smiled at the sight in front of him.
“I see I missed the fun,” he walked over and sat down on the bed.
“I got my own workout in,” Hyunjin teased.
“I guess I should stop going to the gym,” Chan jokes.
“Well if you’re not too tired I’m sure YN, would let you get another workout in,” Hyunjin lifted your hand up and pressed a light kiss to the top of delicate skin on top of your hand.
You bit your lip and smiled. You couldn’t believe you were so lucky that two beautiful men seemed to be absolutely in love with you and both wanted to sleep with you.
“Princess, could you go for another round?” Chan asked, looking at you.
“I guess,” you joke. Even if you were absolutely exhausted you couldn’t turn down the chance to be with Chan.
“I’ll give you guys some alone time. I’m in need of a shower,” Hyunjin released your hand and got out of bed.
Chan pulled off his shirt and watched as you sat up and leaned against the headboard. Hyunjin walked over and patted Chan on the back before heading off to the bathroom. Chan reached down and pushed off his sweatpants and his boxers. Hungry eyes traveled up and down his toned body. You couldn’t seem to wrap her mind around the fact that you were having sex with both the boys all the time.
Crawling onto the bed he watched as you laid back down and smiled at him. He moved so he was hovering over you and connected his lips to yours for a passionate kiss.
“I need to stop leaving you and Hyunjin alone,” he rasped with his lips brushing against yours.
“At least he is also giving you alone time with me,” you reached up and rested your hand on his cheek.
“Remind me to thank him for that,” he smiled before pressing his lips to yours again.
Both of your boys were away on business trips together and you couldn’t help but get lost in your own thoughts as you laid in your bed alone for the first time in forever. You were starting to doubt yourself, you didn’t understand why two men would want to be with you, let alone two men who looked like them. Glancing over at the clock you saw the time read three in the morning. You weren’t even close to tired anymore.
Lifting the covers, you crawled out of bed and walked off towards your bathroom starting the warm water. You slowly stripped off your clothes and stepped into the water. The warm water engulfed your body, you couldn’t help it as tears started to slide down your cheeks. You were over thinking everything and you knew it. You had had a really rough day at work and that probably wasn’t helping at all. You ran your hands across your rear stain face and washed away your tears.
You stayed in the shower for what felt like forever before you finally got out. You shut the water off and wrapped a towel around you. As you turned around, you heard the bathroom door open and turned to find Chan walking inside looking exhausted.
Suddenly you felt embarrassed by the fact that Chan walked into the bathroom to find you crying in the middle of the night.
His soft eyes roamed your face attempting to figure out what was wrong with you. “Baby girl, what's wrong?” he stepped towards you and wrapped his arms around your basically naked body pulling you into his chest.
“I just had a rough day, and started over thinking about everything,” you sighed as the tears continued to slide down her cheeks. You felt stupid that you let little things get you down, but you couldn’t help it.
His strong hand gently rubbed your back as he pressed his lips to the top of your head. You closed your eyes and held on to him. You knew you didn’t need to be crying, but you couldn’t help it.
“Where’s Hyunjin?” You murmured, still holding on to him.
He pulled away from you and gave you a small smile, “he’s exhausted the second we got back, he stripped down to his boxers and got into your bed.”
“Oh okay,” you whispered.
“Baby girl what aren’t you telling me?” he had both his hands on your arms staring at you trying to figure out what was going on in your head.
“Why do you guys want to be with me? I’m literally nothing special,” you sighed.
He moved his strong hand and gently rested it under your chin and tilted your head up so you was looking at him, “you are so beautiful inside and out. I can’t imagine my life without you, and I’m pretty sure Hyunjin feels the same way.”
“I don’t feel like I’m worthy of the feeling you guys have for me,” you sighed.
“Don’t ever say that,” he leaned forward and pressed his lips gently to your tear stained cheek. “Stop doubting yourself.”
“Why do you put some pajamas on and we’ll crawl into bed with Hyunjin?” He gave you a simple smile. “or if you want you can just take that towel off and crawl into bed,” he smirked slightly.
“I’ll get dressed for bed,” you reached over and picked up your oversized shirt that was on the sink next to where you were standing. Chan watched you as you slowly got dressed for bed. He wasted no time lacing his fingers with yours and led you towards your bed. As you got close to the bed you found Hyunjin sound asleep on the far end of the bed. You crawled onto the bed and moved over closer to Hyunjin. His eyes slowly opened and saw you giving him a sad smile.
“Princess, what’s wrong?” he asked, sitting up noticing something was wrong. He looked over at Chan who had a concerned look on his face. “Chan what's going on?”
“Our girl had a rough day and needs some love.”
Hyunjin didn’t bother responding, he leaned forward and gently connected his lips to yours. His hand rested on your cheek as he stared at you for a moment.
“Why do you guys like me so much,” you whispered.
“I can list a million reasons if you want me to,” he leaned forward and rested his forehead against yours. His hand was resting on your cheek.
Chan moved onto the bed and rubbed your back gently before pressing his lips gently to your shirt-covered shoulder.
“Why don’t we all get some sleep princess?” he whispered.
“I think Chan has a good idea,” Hyunjin whispered.
Hyunjin laid back down and you curled up against him and he pressed his lips to the top of your head. Chan curled up behind you and whispered, “baby girl we love you so much.”
“Chan is right, we love you,” Hyunjin chimed in.
As the clock struck midnight Hyunjin pulled himself away from your sleeping form that was curled up next to him. He was attempting to not wake you up, but you were a light sleeper and the second he moved your eyes opened.
“Is it time for you to leave?” You whispered attempting to not wake Chan who was sound asleep next to you.
“Yeah, Baby. I’ll be back in three day,” he leaned down and pressed his lips to yours for a kiss goodbye. “I love you.”
“I love you too. Please come back safe,” you said as you watched him walk out of your bedroom.
You rolled over and curled up next to Chan who hadn’t even woken up.
Closing your eyes you only got a little more sleep before you woke up again. Laying in bed you curled up close to Chan. He had his arm wrapped around you holding your close. You had a big day ahead of you tomorrow. Hyunjin was away and your mother was coming into town. The three of you had talked it out and agreed that you would say you were only dating Chan. You still couldn’t help but be nervous. You hadn’t ever had many of your past partners meet your mother.
Your head was resting on his strong chest as you attempted to go to sleep.
“Baby girl, are you awake?” he asked as his strong hand gently rubbed your side.
“I can’t sleep?” You whispered.
“Do you maybe wanna take a bubble bath?” he asked, knowing that was one of your favorite ways to relax.
“Chan it’s two in the morning,” you glanced over at the alarm clock on the bedside table.
“So,” he didn’t see a problem in you taking a bubble bath.
“Alright let’s take a bubble bath,” you said softly.
Pulling away from Chan’s body you slowly got out of bed and followed Chan off to the bathroom. Chan walked over to the bathtub and started feeling it up with warm water. You reached under the sink and pulled out one of your favorite bath bombs and dropped it into the warm water.
As the water started to rise Chan stripped away his boxers and stepped into the warm water. You removed your undies and oversized shirt and stepped in the tub in front of him. You leaned against his bare body and instantly relaxed against his touch. His strong hand rested on your thigh and aimlessly drew circles on your skin.
It was moments like this you were happy that you had Chan in your life. He always knew the best ways to calm her down.
“I miss Hyunjin,” you whispered. When this all first started you worried about stating your feelings for the other man, but they both constantly informed you they weren’t competing for your love. You were allowed to love both of them equally.
“I miss Hyunjin too, baby girl.”
Leaning your head back you rested your head against Chan’s shoulder. You were exhausted but so nervous about tomorrow you couldn't sleep.
You knew you didn’t need to be nervous. You weren’t telling your mother that you were involved with both Hyunjin and Chan, you were only telling her about Chan.
“If Hyunjin was here we all wouldn’t fit in this tub?” His words caused you to smile.
“I guess it would have been a relaxing night time shower then,” you lightly laughed.
He pressed his lips to the side of your neck for a gentle kiss and you couldn’t help but smile. His touch was so relaxing to you.
“Are you worried your mom isn’t going to like me?” Chan couldn’t lie he was nervous your mother wasn’t going to like him. When they agreed that you would tell your family you were only dating one of them. He had originally thought Hyunjin would be the one saying he was the boyfriend. Everyone always seemed to be drawn to Hyunjin, he was charming and people loved him. Hyunjin and you both agreed that it should be Chan though for some reason.
“I know my mom is gonna love you. I just don’t like the idea of not telling her about Hyunjin, but she wouldn’t understand,” you reached down and laced your fingers with Chan’s hand that was under the water.
“Maybe after we have been together awhile, we can tell her about Hyunjin,” he said knowing eventually you would need to tell your family about Hyunjin.
“Yeah I like that idea,” you said with a smile.
You sat in the warm bath for probably half an hour, talking about little things. When you got out you were barely awake. Chan helped dry you off then he carried you to bed, curled up under the covers you both quickly fell asleep.
When your mother met Chan she couldn’t help but be charmed by the man with curly hair and a pretty accent. When she first arrived Chan was so nervous he didn’t even know what to say. It didn’t take long before you and your mother were laughing at one of his stories from his childhood in Australia. Your mother seemed to love Chan and when you walked her out to her car she kissed Chan on the cheek and told him to take care of her daughter.
You sat in the kitchen waiting for Hyunjin to come home. His competition was over and he was supposed to be walking through that door at any moment. You missed him dearly and couldn’t wait for him to come home. Chan was off taking a shower, he had asked you to join him, but you told him you didn’t want to be in the shower when Hyunjin walked through the door.
It was pretty early in the morning and you let out a yawn. You walked over to the coffee pot and started to make some coffee for you and the boys. As you turned the coffee pot on you heard the front door open. Turning around you found Hyunjin walking in, limping. Your eyes went wide and suddenly you panicked. Rushing over to Hyunjin who seemed to be moving slower than normal. He dropped his duffle bag and wrapped his arms around you as you buried your face in his chest. Leaning down he pressed his lips to the top of your head.
“Hyunjin are you alright?” You asked, worried about him.
“Yeah baby girl I’m fine. I’m just a little sore, I definitely overworked myself.”
“You had me really worried for a moment,” you sighed.
“I’m fine you don’t have to worry about me,” he leaned forward and pressed his lips to yours for a soft kiss. “How did Chan meeting your mom go?”
“It went great, my mom loved Chan,” you couldn’t help but smile thinking about how great things went with your mom.
Leaning up once again you pressed your lips to his. You had missed Hyunjin so much. You grabbed his hand and led him off to your shared bedroom.
You walked him over to your bed and reached down for the bottom of your shirt and pulled it off. Hyunjin had truly missed you, but he didn’t expect this greeting when he arrived home. He reached to pull off his own shirt and groaned at the soreness.
“Hyunjin, are you okay?” You asked worried about how hurt he actually was.
“Yeah baby I’m fine,” he pulled his shirt off the rest of the way and worked on getting his shoes off.
You took this as your chance to remove your pale blue pajama bottoms. He pushed his sweat pants down and boxers and he stood there naked in front of you. You reached up and softly connected your lips to his for a gentle kiss. You missed him so much, you hated when you had to spend time apart.
Lancing your fingers with his you led him towards the bed. Hyunjin laid down on your unmade bed and she reached over and pumped his erection a few times. Desperately missing the feeling of his skin. Slowly you crawled into the bed, and lined his erection up with your entrance. You slowly sank down on his length.
You gasped as you bottomed out and Hyunjin let out a breathy moan. He had missed you so much and he loved you so much he couldn’t get enough of you. Slowly you moved herself against him.
Chan walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. He couldn’t help but smile at the sight of you on top of Hyunjin. Both Hyunjin and you looked over at Chan and gave him a small smile. You continued to ride Hyunjin as Chan acted like nothing was going on and worked on grabbing some boxers out of the dresser. It didn’t take long before Hyunjin and you both hit your highs. You crawled off him and laid down next to him. Chan leaned against the wall and smiled at the two of you who were both trying to catch your breath.
“Hyunjin what’s up with the bruise?” Chan asked, noticing Hyunjin’s bruised skin.
“I fell and overworked myself, but our girl took care of me.”
Chan let out a soft laugh, “she’s the best kind of medicine.” He walked over and crawled into bed next to you and curled up next to you.
It was bright and early on Christmas morning and you were sitting between Chan’s legs on the living room floor as Hyunjin was sorting the Christmas presents that were under the tree. All three of you were bundled up in their new pajamas you had given to each other on Christmas Eve. It was a family tradition that your family had and you wanted to make it a tradition with you and the boys. You reached for your cup of coffee that was sitting next to you and Chan lifted it up to your mouth to take a sip. As you brought the cup down, you felt Chan press his lips to the side of your neck. You couldn’t help but smile, you didn’t understand how you had gotten so lucky finding Chan and Hyunjin.
“So, who wants to open the first present?” Hyunjin asked, holding a box.
“I volunteer, baby girl,” Chan said before pressing another kiss to your cheek.
“What about Hyunjin?” You asked, excited to see him open his present.
“I second what Chan said, you’re opening the first present,” Hyunjin handed you a box. He sat down across from Chan and you and smiled. “So, this one is from me.”
Tearing away the gingerbread paper you started unwrapping your present and her eyes lit up when you opened the box to see that Hyunjin had bought you the boots you had gawked at the other day at the store.
“Hyunjin you didn't need to get me these” you pulled out the boots and stared at them for a moment. You sat the boots back in the box next to you and Chan and leaned forward and pressed your lips to Hyunjin’s. He smiled into the kiss and pulled away.
“I knew you would never spend the money on them, and I saw how much you wanted them,” he couldn’t help but be proud of himself.
“Well open my present I got you, it’s the one in the gold wrapping,” you pointed to the gold box that was under the tree.
Hyunjin opened the box and couldn’t help but get a huge smile on his face when he saw that you got him a bunch of new shading pencils and a sketch pad.
“So, I know it’s not a lot but I saw you have been sketching a lot more, and you had told me that before you started dancing that you wanted to go to art school,” you started rambling because you worried your present was lame.
“Baby girl, quit freaking out, he loves it,” Chan said from behind you with a light laugh.
“Princess, it's perfect,” Hyunjin said with his eyes lighting up.
“I think it’s time for Chan to unwrap something,” she said excitedly.
“I know something I want to unwrap,” he said as his lips started peppering against your neck. A shiver went down your spine and you shook your head.
“Christopher you better behave,” you scolded, trying to have a serious tone. You crawled out of his lap and moved across the room and grabbed a box that was wrapped in silver paper. “Open this please,” you batted your eyelashes trying to act all innocent.
He opened the box and smiled at the fact you bought him a vintage film camera. He had mentioned in passing to you that back in the day he was fascinated by photography but he never expected you to get him a camera.
“Baby,” he was speechless; he wasn’t even sure what to say.
“I think our girl knows us well,” Hyunjin said with a huge smile on his face. He leaned forward and connected his lips to your cheek.
“You guys make me so happy and I wanted to get you stuff you would like.”
Chan set his camera down and signaled for you to come back towards him. You moved back towards your spot between his legs. He pressed his lips to your cheek and whispered in your ear, “I love you so much.”
“You boys are the best thing that’s ever happened to me,” you couldn’t help the huge smile on her face.
You, and the boys glided through the crowded party. Your hand was holding Chan’s strong hand tightly. He led you away from the party to his old room at Changbin’s house, Hyunjin followed right behind. You snuck off upstairs away from the crowd as everyone was ringing in the new year. The moment the door was opened he pressed you against the wall and moved his lips down your neck. Hyunjin slowly walked in behind you. Chan seemed to be way more eager than Hyunjin was. Hyunjin walked over and sat down on the bed and watched as Chan’s hungry lips moved down the base of your neck as his hands worked on getting your dress off. Chan growled at the fact that you weren’t wearing a bra. He removed your dress leaving you only in undies and your black high heels, your curvy body was on full display. He stepped away and worked on getting his own clothes off.
You looked over Chan’s shoulder to find Hyunjin sitting on the bed watching with a smile on his face. He seemed amused by what was playing out in front of him.
You reached down and removed your heels and undies as Chan stripped off the rest of his clothing. The second he was naked he gave himself a few strokes, he connected his lips to yours and dipped his fingers into your core to give you some foreplay as his lips moved against yours in a hungry kiss. You moaned into the kiss at the feeling of his fingers circling your sensitive nub. You pulled your lips away from his and moaned his name loudly. He took this as his cue and lifted your curvy body up like you weighed nothing. He thrust into you in one quick motion. Your hands gripped his back as he pressed you against the wall as he slid into you over and over again.
You couldn’t help but moan with every thrust. You held on to him tightly as he worked at a quick pace. Looking over at the bed you found Hyunjin biting his bottom lip as he palmed himself through his dress pants.
Chan’s lips moved to the side of your neck where he left a trail of wet kisses. He groaned against your skin as he was getting close to his high. It only took two more thrust before he pushed you over the edge. You rode out your high as he thrust a few more times before finishing inside you.
“Hyunjin,” you whispered as Chan sat you back down on your feet. He stood up and started unbuttoning his shirt. He could tell by your tone what you wanted. With your legs slightly wobbly you walked over to Hyunjin who was standing next to the bed removing his dress shirt. You stood in front of him for a second before you leaned up and pressed your lips to his.
Chan walked over and sat down on the chair by the window still coming down from his own high. How much he wanted to get in on the action he wanted to give you and Hyunjin some time to yourselves. There were times that you would have sex all together, but they also like to give each other their alone time with you.
You reached between Hyunjin and you and undid his belt and buttons on his pants. Hyunjin was the only one in the room still wearing clothing. It didn’t take long before Hyunjin’s clothes were on the floor and he moved to the bed.
Your curvy body was sitting on his hips as he lay underneath you. Your hands rested on his chest and you moved your body slowly up and down his length. Chan sat silently on the chair for a little while, before he got up and moved over to the bed. He leaned over and started placing wet kisses across your shoulder as you rode Hyunjin like your life depended on it. You tilted your head back and moaned. Hyunjin was pushing you over the edge as his strong hands gripped her soft hips helping move your body up and down his length.
It didn’t take long before you hit your high again. Your moans were muffled by Chan lips as he pressed his lips to yours for a searing kiss. Hyunjin tilted his head back and moaned as he hit his own high.
Rolling off Hyunjin’s body you laid on the bed next to him staring at the ceiling. Chan walked over and laid down on the bed next to you and cuddled up against her.
“Happy New Years boys,” you smiled as you laid there in pure bliss.
“Happy New Year's baby girl,” Chan leaned over and kissed your cheek.
Hyunjin silently laid there with a huge smile on his face.
“I think we wore Hyunjin out,” Chan jokes.
He closed his eyes and nodded his head with a huge smile on his face.
Sitting on the floor in the bathroom you mind raced. Your emotions were all over the place and your brain fought with the feeling of sadness, happiness and guilt. The dinging on your phone let you know that five minutes had passed letting you know that it was time.
Reaching up on the counter you looked at the two pink stripes on the stick that let you know that you were indeed pregnant. Most women would be over the moon to find out they were pregnant, but you couldn’t help but feel guilty. You had never discussed having children with Hyunjin and Chan and you honestly had no clue who the father was.
The sound of knocking on the bathroom door caught your attention. Before you could even dispose of the pregnancy test Hyunjin walked into the bathroom. His mouth opened to say something but immediately shut as he looked at the pregnancy test that was in your hands.
“Princess are you okay?” He asked, sitting down on the floor next to you.
Quietly you shook your head and looked into his warm eyes. You wonder if the baby is his if they’ll get his beautiful lips or warm eyes.
“What does it say?” He rested his hand on your thigh and gave it a gentle squeeze.
“I’m pregnant,” your voice shook as admitted it out loud for the first time.
“Why are you sad about that?”
You took a deep breath wondering what exactly you should say, “we never talked about having children and I don’t know which one of you is the father.”
A look of confusion crossed his face as he reached for your curvy body. Without a second thought he pulled you into his lap. You sat on his lap and rested your head on his strong chest. A sigh pasted your lips as your eyes brimmed with tears. His hand rubbed your side and his lips pressed to the top of your head. He took a long moment just holding you. He wanted to comfort you, but he knew you were mentally going through a lot processing the fact that you knew you were pregnant.
“It doesn’t matter who the father is. We both love you and no matter what we’ll raise this child together with you,” he murmured as his hand continued to rub your side.
Glancing up at him you found him smiling. He seemed to be happy about the fact that you were pregnant. A small sense of relief started to wash over you at the fact that he wasn’t worried about the fact you didn’t know who the father was.
Sniffling back tears you asked, “do you think Chan is going to be okay with me being pregnant?”
Hyunjin and Chan were in very different places in their lives mentally. Hyunjin was pretty well adapted to what he wanted in life, and Chan was still trying to figure out what he fully wanted with his life. His dream of pursuing music was something that always stopped him for settling.
“Chan’s always longed for a family, and the sense of having a home here, and starting a family with you is something that he needs.”
A warm feeling in your chest let you know that everything was going to be alright. That things between you and the two boys weren’t exactly normal in the eyes of society, but what you had was perfect to them.
“Chan should be home from working out anytime, do you want to tell him?” Hyunjin asked.
You gently nodded your head and crawled out his lap. He stood up and reached his hand out to help you stand up. The moment you were standing he leaned forward and pressed his lips to yours for a sweet kiss. Pulling his lips away from yours he wrapped his arms around your curvy torso and hugged you. His hand rubbed your back and he whispered, “there is no other woman I would rather have a child with, and there is no other person I would rather father share being a father with than my best friend.”
Pulling away you looked up at him and couldn’t help smiling. The sound of the bedroom door opening caught your attention. Hyunjin reached down and grabbed the pregnancy test and handed it to you and smiled.
You walked out of the bathroom to find a shirtless Chan looking through his drawer in one of the dressers. He turned around and his eyes immediately went to you and noticed your eyes were puffy in the aftermath of your tears.
“Baby girl, what’s wrong?” Chan asked.
Without a word you held out the pregnancy test. Silently he stepped forward and grabbed the pregnancy test, his wide eyes stayed locked on the pregnancy test. You couldn’t help but be worried about the look on Chan’s face. His dark eyes were wild for a long moment before he looked up at you and instantly his expression softened.
Hyunjin stood next to you holding your hand, he knew that all of this was scary for you.
“You’re pregnant?” Chan asked, finally breaking the silence that had grown so loud between all of you.
Slowly you nodded not sure what to say.
“I’m assuming we don’t know who the dad is?” He asked not actually caring who the father was.
Shaking your head you tried not to cry.
“The way I see it, it doesn’t matter who the father is. We’re both fathers to this baby,” Chan reached out resting his hand on your stomach.
His response warmed your heart and you smiled.
“Told you he would be happy,” Hyunjin leaned down and pressed his lips to the top of your head.
“I’m finally going to have a real family,” he walked towards you and wrapped his arms around your soft torso pulling you into a tight hug. “I love you so much baby girl.”
Stepping back you looked over at Hyunjin who had a really big smile on his face. Both boys seemed genuinely happy that they were going to have a child. You had gone from feeling sad and guilty to suddenly overjoyed that you were going to be starting a family with the two boys who you loved and adored.
Your hand rested on your growing stomach. As you sat on the large couch that was in the middle of your living room. You leaned against Hyunjin while her feet were resting in Chan’s lap. Strong hands massages your feet as your eyes are held closed enjoying the closeness with the boys.
Without saying a word you reached for the pillow on the floor and laid it down in Hyunjin’s lap. He couldn’t help but smile as you moved to lay your head down in his lap while Chan massaged your feet.
From the moment they discovered you were pregnant both the boys had gone out of their way to make sure you were treated like a princess. Both them were over the moon that you were expecting a child.
Recently your hormones have been all over the place. You went from wanting to cry to wanting to tear the boy’s clothing off with your teeth.
“Baby are you tired?” Hyunjin asked as he rubbed your arm gently.
“I’m exhausted every moment of my life right now,” you let out a soft laugh. “Carrying this baby takes all my energy.”
Reached up, Hyunjin gently rested his hand on your round stomach. It still amazes him that either Chan or him had created a life with you. He couldn’t wait to see if the baby was going to look like you or either him or his best friend.
“You look so beautiful carrying our baby.”
“You two are lucky you’re charming and good looking because this baby takes all my energy,” you teased.
“We’re sorry the baby is making you tired,” Chan said, speaking up.
Leaning over Chan placed a sweet kiss on your knee.
“I’m supposed to be cooking dinner for your birthday Chan.”
Hyunjin looked down at you shaking his head smiling, “that’s cute you think you’re cooking dinner.”
In the last two months as you crossed over from her second trimester to her third the boys were letting you do less and less. You had originally planned to cook the boys an amazing dinner for Chan’s birthday but both the boys kept shutting you down.
“If I don’t cook, who is going to cook?”
“We are more than capable of cooking dinner for us,” Chan gently squeezed your foot. She looked at him and tried not to laugh at his comment. “Don’t be rude,” he gently squeezed your foot one last time.
“So Princess, have you figured out if you want to find out if we’re having a boy or a girl?” Hyunjin asked attempting to change the subject.
You were still trying to decide if you wanted to know if you were having a boy or a girl. Since finding out you were pregnant you had gone back and forth on if you wanted to find out.
“I mean I still don’t know. Maybe the gender can be a surprise along with figuring out who the dad is,” you tried to joke about the situation that still made you feel guilty.
Hyunjin leaned down and pressed his lips to your forehead. His touch was gentle as if he was trying to calm you.
“We both have told you over and over it doesn’t matter who the father is. This is both of our baby,” Hyunjin's voice was warm and calming.
“He’s right,” Chan said, speaking up.
“I know I just feel…” you paused trying to gather you words. You slowly sat up and took feet off of Chan’s lap and sat in between both the boys. “It’s just an odd feeling. I feel like I’m breaking one of your hearts.”
“Hey,” Chan reaches over and rested his hand on your cheek and gently twisting your head so you’re looking at him. “No one is upset here or hurt. You mean the world to both of us and we both love you and the baby equally. It doesn’t matter who the biological father is. We don’t even have to ever find out if you don’t want to.”
Your eyes were locked on his kind dark colored eyes. Slowly you blinked for a moment before you leaned forward for a sweet kiss.
“I don’t think I want to find out,” you whispered, feeling a sense of relief wash over you.
“Then we don’t find out,” Hyunjin answered.
“Thank you boys.”
You put her feet up on the coffee table and reached over and took both of their hands. You knew nothing about their lives were normal but wouldn’t change your life for the world. You would never know how you ended up lucky enough to have two wonderful men in your life. Or how you were lucky enough to start a family with them.
Standing in the living room you watched as Chan held your daughter. He gently swayed side to side singing softly to the little girl who stole his heart.
You and Hyunjin had just returned from the store and hadn’t expected to find Chan dancing with your daughter. You couldn’t help the smile that is plastered on your face as you watch them.
“Is that how Chan calms her down?”she asked looking up at Hyunjin.
“When I dance she doesn’t giggle like that,” Hyunjin acted as if he was offended even though he wasn’t.
“Look mommy and daddy are home,” Chan says walking over towards you.
“Did she behave?” You asked as you walked closer to Chan and your daughter.
“This little girl was a complete angel while you were away,” he winked before he pressed his lips to the top of his daughter's head.
In all the time you had been with Chan and Hyunjin things between the three of you just kept getting better. The addition of your daughter seemed to bring all of you closer than you had ever been before and none of you thought that was possible.
Hyunjin heads off to the kitchen to put some of the groceries away. You stood in the living room staring at Chan for a moment before he handed you your daughter. You’ll never get over how completely perfect your little girl is. Holding your daughter close you press your lips to the top of her head. Swaying to the beat of the music you hummed along to the song. It’s not long before your little girl is sound asleep in your arms.
“I should probably put her down for a nap,” you say quietly.
Walking off to her nursery you lays her down in her crib and press your lips to her forehead before slowly leaving her room.
Walking back into the living room you find Hyunjin and Chan sitting down on the couch. You smile as you sit down between them.
“I don’t want to brag but I personally think we made the perfect baby,” you states proudly.
Chan shrugs and lets out a chuckle, “I mean you aren’t wrong.”
You both look at Hyunjin who is smiling. He lets out a soft laugh of his own before saying, “I’m aware our daughter is beautiful. She looks like her mother. She was bound to be stunning.”
Biting your bottom lip you hold back a smile as blush crept across your cheeks. You’ll never get over the fact that both boys are so attracted to you, and how much you love your life with them.
“I love you both,” you beams.
“And we love you,” Chan says as he leans over and presses his lips to your shoulder.
It’s moments like this that make you feel like your life is perfect, and you’re exactly where you’re supposed to be.
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felinelix · 2 months ago
felix day!
warnings // smut, mild praise kink, cunnilingus
pairing // felix x female reader
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(sorry if this is shit i wrote it in a rush today!)
5:30 in the morning. You woke up as early as you physically could to surprise Felix. Decorations adorned the house, you had blown up so many balloons you lost count. Everything looked perfect, except the cake. Baking wasn't exactly your strong suit but you wouldn't go down without a fight. A strawberry shortcake, Felix’s favorite, was much harder to make than the instructions led you to believe. Just as you finished placing the final strawberries on the cake, you heard footsteps approaching. Fuck, it was too early and there was still so much you wanted to finish. 
“Y/N?” Felix called, his voice deep and his words slurred. He appeared out of the hallway and rubbed his eyes, they widened when he finally focused on the sight in front of him. Wrapped presents decorated the dining table and the cake sat on the kitchen counter, strawberries sliding off the sides. Streamers decorated the walls and there were so many balloons you could barely even see the floor in front of you. Your eyes followed Lix’s face to try and gauge his reaction, you hoped it wasn't too much, or too tacky. You just wanted to make this birthday a memorable one. 
“You did all this for me?” Felix asked, a large grin now painted across his face. You always loved when he smiled, he would glow like a ray of sunshine every time he did. 
“Are you surprised? You weren’t supposed to be up yet! I still have so much to do I still haven't wrapped all your presents and-” 
Felix cuts you off. “I’m unbelievably surprised y/n. This is the most thoughtful thing anyone has ever done for me.” He walks towards you and lifts you up onto the kitchen counter, sitting right next to the cake. His hand caresses your cheek and he pulls you in for a kiss. 
You pull away, remembering the one last big surprise you had for him. Now was better than never, it took all the courage you had to muster up the confidence to do this. 
“There’s one more surprise.” Your voice wavers as you speak, nerves creeping up on you. Felix cocks his head curiously. Slowly you raise your shirt over your head to strip for him, exposing the lacey white bralette you bought specifically for this occasion. His pupils immediately dilated and his breath hitched in his throat. You had been with Felix plenty of times, but you were always too insecure to show off for him. So nervous to look pretty for him, it made you flush the way his eyes devoured your body. 
“Y/n, baby. Look at you, so stunning for me.” He grinned as he spoke, unable to keep the smile from his face. He drew you into another kiss, this one more desperate, more feverish. His hands ran up and down your thighs making you tingle all over. His voice alone gave you goosebumps. As you kissed he played with the hem of your shorts slowly inching them off your body. He tossed them to the side and his eyes gazed upon the matching underwear set you wore for him. His eyes roamed your body with hunger, the usual playful bright cheerful Lix’ nowhere to be found. You liked when he got like this, almost as if your body put him in a trance. “You’re from heaven you know that y/n?” He trailed kisses up and down the nape of your neck, you could feel him smiling against your skin. His praise always turned you to putty, making you melt like butter. The worst part was he knew it, and he loved praising you almost as much as you loved being praised. Slowly he continued to kiss down your body slowly working his face closer to your core, every kiss making you squeeze your thighs closely together, desperate for any type of friction. 
“Lix, it's early, don't you want to sleep in? Or open presents, or even eat cake?” Your insecurities suddenly got the best of you, worried you looked foolish or desperate. 
“Baby I promise, there's something sitting right in front of me I'd much rather eat.” He looks up at you eyes locking with yours, hes giving you those stupid puppy dog eyes of his. You can tell he means what he said. You bite at your lip before nodding your head to continue, he lowers his head and puts his hands on your inner thighs, pushing them to the side to give himself a better view. The blood rushed to your cheeks causing you to blush out of embarrassment, your panties practically soaked. 
“So pretty for me y/n. Only birthday present I could ever want.” There it was again, that damn smile of his that spread like a forest fire. You tried to fight back a grin but failed miserably, he made you so inexplicably happy. His hands guided the garment off your body with ease, leaving you fully exposed in front of him. 
“Gonna show you how much I love you, okay? Gonna make you feel so good.” His thumb slides across your folds teasing your slick entrance making you let out a small squeak. Carefully he got to his knees and placed kisses across your thighs, teasing you so achingly well. 
“Lix’ please, I need you.” You say putting on your best pout, trying to speed up his process. He was making this all about you, but today was his day. All you wanted to do was make him feel good.
“Patience princess, I need to taste you.” His voice is deep and breathless, drunk on his lust for you. 
Felix gives you one last kiss before bending back down to slide his tongue across your folds, drinking in every drop of you. He moans against your pussy, setting your skin on fire, a moan escaping your lips. 
“Felix fuck, please, I need more.” You beg, needing anything, his tongue, fingers, preferably his cock. He nods against you while he licks right up against your clit. At this point it's impossible to keep quiet with the things he was doing to your body. Gasp’s and pleas continued to escape your lips while he worked his magic on you. Your orgasm approaching painfully quick, you felt that familiar tingle you always got. “Lix, please gonna cum.” He focuses on your clit after you say that, sucking and licking at it frantically. You felt a wave of pleasure crash through your body as you rode out your orgasm on his tongue. Whining so loud the neighbors were sure to wake up. He licked up every drop and cleaned you up carefully. Your body twitching from the overstimulation. He stood back up and placed his hand on your cheek. His thumb slowly caressed your soft skin.
“Not only are you from heaven but you taste like it too.” He says as he leans in for one last kiss.
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chrizbang · 2 months ago
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Pairing: Bang Chan x female reader
Genre: smut
Word count: 1.319
Warnings: mature content, fingering
Summary: Chan challenged you to go five days without an orgasm. Will you be able to do it?
Days: 1
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The sunlight coming in through the opening in the curtain woke you up earlier than you expected. You rubbed your eyes, grunting because you wanted to sleep more, but you probably wouldn't be able to go back to sleep. You yawned and got up from the bed. That's when you noticed the sound of the shower. "Is Chan home?" you thought. It was 10 am, he was usually at the studio at this time. You slowly opened the bathroom door, just to see Chan taking a hot shower. You wanted to stay and admire his body, maybe even get in the shower with him, but it would only make you horny. You didn't need to tease yourself like that. You made the bed, waiting for him to finish so you could brush your teeth. A few minutes later, Chan came out of the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around his waist. You tried to avoid looking at his body. And you knew that he knew by the look on his face. "Good morning, princess," he said with a big smile. "Good morning." You gave him a kiss on the cheek and rushed to the bathroom. As you brushed your teeth, Chan began to prepare breakfast. You went downstairs, already hearing your stomach growling. "I'm making some pancakes for us, baby," Chan said. "You didn't go to the studio today, love?" you asked, entering the kitchen. "We finished the album for the new group JYP is going to debut, so we have a little bit of free time." You felt butterflies in your stomach, knowing that you would be able to spend more time with your boyfriend. Chan worked as a producer at JYP along with his childhood friends Changbin and Jisung. They produced for almost every single artist in the company, so they were always busy. You got used to it since you had your own stuff to do, but sometimes, you really missed your boyfriend. "I'm happy to hear that, baby," you hugged him from behind. "I'm so proud of you." Chan chuckled and lowered his head, feeling a little shy. He always did this when you complimented him. "I'll have to go to the supermarket today," you said, cutting some fruits to eat with the pancake. "But maybe we can watch a movie later?" "Sure!" After eating breakfast and cleaning the dishes, Chan took you to the supermarket. You loved to go grocery shopping with Chan because he looked like a little kid, grabbing cereals and cookies to put in the cart. "You smell so good," he whispered in your ear, kissing your cheek while you waited in the checkout line. He was all over you, holding you from behind. "Stop," you giggled, playfully pushing him away. "What? I'm just complimenting my beautiful girlfriend." "You know damn well what you're doing, Chan." He kissed your neck, making you squirm a little. "I would fuck you right here if I could," he said in a low voice. You looked at him with wide eyes. "Chan!"
By the way he was looking at you, it was clear that he didn't care if the people around you were listening or not.
"I would fill your little pussy up so good, baby." You couldn't stop giggling, part of it because you were embarrassed, but also because you were incredibly turned on. "Why are you so mean to me?" you asked, pouting, hoping that Chan would be good to you if you acted cute. "Because I like teasing you." His eyes looked dark, he had a dirty grin on his face. He knew what he was doing. It was finally your turn to pay for the groceries, and Chan went back to acting normal. It was as if he was another person. You went back home feeling frustrated. You awkwardly walked through the door. Anyone that looked at you would think it was because of the bags you were carrying. It was actually because of the wetness in your panties, which was bothering you. You didn't know how you would be able to handle all the teasing, but you also wanted to prove to Chan that you could win the bet. He was organizing the grocery in the cabinet while you showered. You decided to take a cold shower, so you could distract your mind from how horny you were feeling. Your hands began to run through your skin, spreading the soap. You felt your pussy aching, begging to be touched. You looked at it, debating if you should touch yourself or not. You really wanted it, but you knew you wouldn't be able to stop once you were close to your orgasm. You decided to focus on finishing your shower. You sighed as you dried your body. Just four days. "What movie do you want to watch, baby?" Chan asked as you went down the stairs. “Anything is good, love." Chan chose a random movie, and you joined him on the couch. He was laying there, his head against the arm of the sofa. "It doesn't look comfortable," you laughed, looking at him. "I'm gonna grab a cushion, hold on." You got one from the other couch, giving it to Chan. "Better?" "Yes, thank you, baby girl." He gave you the sweetest smile and, for a moment, you forgot that he was the same man that was teasing you a while ago. "Come lay down with me?" he asked. You nodded, wasting no time. You sat between his legs, with your back against his chest. Chan's body was bigger than yours, even though he wasn't too tall. It made you feel so small but protected at the same time. "I love your warm body, baby," you purred. Chan put his arms around you, giving you a kiss on the cheek. "And I love everything about you, my pretty baby." The movie started. For a moment, you were actually paying attention to it. It was until you felt Chan's hand wandering around your body. At first, he was holding your hand. Then, his hand started to caress the skin of your belly. You weren't paying much attention to it, but it was impossible to ignore as his hand began to go up. Soon, it was caressing the skin next to your boob, very close, but still not touching it. You swallowed hard, knowing damn well where this was going. Chan wouldn't lose the chance to tease you.
You bit your lip, trying really hard to ignore him and focus on the movie. Chan kissed your cheek, still caressing your skin. "Are you enjoying the movie?" he asked in your ear. "Yes, very much." Chan finally grabbed your boob, massaging it firmly. You rubbed your tights together and whined. You didn't want to give him the taste of knowing the effect he had on you, but it was becoming impossible to hold it in. His other hand went straight to the waistband of your pants. His middle finger applied a little bit of pressure on your clit before moving. You sighed, closing your eyes. You were already on edge and he barely touched you. Chan kept playing with your clit, he was teasing you, but it wasn't enough to get you close to an orgasm. He put his hand inside of your panties. You gasped when he started fingering you, his finger sliding with ease because of your wetness. "C-chan," you moaned. "Shh, I'm watching the movie, baby girl." Chan found your g-spot, making you buck your hips up. You felt your orgasm getting closer, but it came accompanied by frustration since you knew you couldn't cum. "I'm so close," you warned him, before pushing his hand away. Chan chuckled. "Good girl." He pulled his finger out, bringing it to his lips and sucking on it while looking at you. "You are the worst," you said, pouting. "I love you too, baby."
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hanqu0kka · 17 days ago
Safe Place
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Pairing: Lee Minho x F!reader
Genre: Fluff, a little bit angst
Summary: You woke up scared after having a nightmare, but Minho always knows what to do to make you feel better.
Warning: some swearing, mention of anxiety
Words: 1.400
Author's Note: Hey, how you guys doing? This is something I wrote in the middle of the night ‘cause I couldn't sleep. I hope you like it! English is not my first language so I’m sorry for any grammar errors. Let me know what you think!
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You woke up scared again. Your heart pounded in your chest, your ragged breath filled the quiet room, echoing creepily in the dark.
Calm down, it was just a dream, you repeated to yourself like a mantra trying your best to regain control of your body. However, as much as you tried to convince your brain that everything was fine, nothing seemed to work.
The choking sensation constricted your throat with invisible hands, making something so natural as breathing becomes the biggest challenge in the world. The air that you managed to get into your lungs made your chest burn. It was as if you were inhaling toxic gas instead of oxygen.
With shaky hands, you wiped the thin sheen of sweat that covered your forehead.
You needed to breathe.
You looked at the balcony in your room, noticing that it was pouring outside. Without thinking, you got out of bed and walked towards the balcony door. Your legs were shaking so badly that it was a miracle you didn't fall face down on the ground.
The rain was freezing, but you couldn't care less about it. The thick drops hit your face giving you a comfortable sensation at that moment. The rain has always had this effect on you. It was like all that water could wash away all your sadness, leaving behind only a pleasant sense of relief.
For the first time in the last few minutes, you finally could breathe.
“What the hell are you doing?”
You were so startled that you almost slipped on the wet floor. Confused, you stare at Minho, who was standing in astonishment at the entrance of the balcony. He was looking at you as if a third eye had magically appeared right in the middle of your forehead.
With all the anxiety caused by the nightmare, you had totally forgotten your boyfriend had decided to spend the night in your apartment because, according to him, "your bed was more comfortable than his". In truth, he just missed you but was too stubborn and shy to admit it.
You weren't sure how long the two of you stood there, staring at each other as if you were in some kind of hypnosis.
If you weren't feeling so cold, you'd probably laugh at how ridiculous that situation was: on one side was Minho, still with a sleepy face, trying to process if what he was seeing was real; on the other, there's you, with your soaked pajamas and wet hair, with dark circles under your eyes earned after sleepless nights.
It was like a scene from a low-budget horror movie where the good guy froze upon meeting the possessed being instead of running for his life.
The cold wind made your body shiver, and that was enough to make Minho break out of that trance and run towards you.
"Are you crazy?" He said seriously, while dragging you into the room.
When the balcony door closed, the heat quickly engulfed your body, making the shivers lessen.
Minho was worried. He opened and closed his mouth repeatedly, like a fish out of water. He was trying to make some sense of what just happened, trying to find the right words to say and not make things worse.
Actually, he was mad. He knew he shouldn't, you probably had your reasons for doing what you did, but the fact that you went out in the rain when it was so fucking cold pissed him off. You could get seriously sick, for God's sake!
Then, afraid to say something that would make him regret it later, he decided to act.
Gently, he led you to the bathroom and turned on the hot shower, helping you out of your wet pajamas. He left a set of warm clothes on the bathroom counter and went to the kitchen. While you were in the shower, Minho prepared a big cup of hot chocolate, one of your favorite drinks.
When you finished drying your hair, you found Minho waiting on the bed with an expression that gave away how distressed he was.
"Here, take this." He said, handing you the cup of hot chocolate. You softly smiled when you smelled the faint scent of cinnamon.
After you finished, Minho placed the mug on the nightstand and pulled you to lie down beside him. Minho's strong arms wrapped firmly around your body as if he was afraid you'd disappear at any moment. You let out a long breath as you felt his fingers trace your waist, drawing random patterns.
"I'm fine." You whispered, breaking the silence that had settled. You felt guilty for worrying him so much.
"No, you're not." He whispered back. "Who in their right mind would go out in the rain at this hour? Do you want to be sick? That's not good for your health!”
"I know. I just needed to breathe.”
Minho sighed deeply, trying his best to stay calm. You could practically see the gears turning in his brain.
"Was it another nightmare?" He finally said. You nodded. "Why didn't you wake me? You know I don't care.”
“I was so startled that I forgot you were even here. I'm sorry."
“You don't need to apologize, silly, you've done nothing wrong. I just… I got so worried.” He whispered the last part, resting his lips on the top of your head.
"I'm so so sorry, Min. I..."
"Stop saying that. I already told you, you have nothing to be sorry for." He said, rolling his eyes. “I told you to dream with me, but you just don't listen. I doubt you'd have any nightmare having my cute little face in your dreams.”
"Oh my God, how can you be so cocky?" You hit his chest, making him laugh.
"What? It's the truth."
"I hate you." You said jokingly.
"I'm glad we're on the same page, honey."
Minho smirked when he saw the annoyance on your face. He suddenly leaned in, pressing his lips on yours in a slow and passionate kiss, saying more than any words could ever say.
"Next time, call me." He said, looking deeply into your eyes. “Even when I can't be here, call me anytime. You're not alone, kitten. I'm here to help you with whatever you need.”
A warm sensation engulfed your body from inside out, making your heart flutter in your chest. This affectionate and protective side of Minho always has this effect on you.
“And no more going out while it's raining, dumbass. If you want to get wet, go take a shower.” He pinched your cheek, trying his best to look angry, but you could clearly see a subtle smile on his lips." If you catch a cold, don't expect me to take care of you."
You gasped dramatically, bringing your hand to your chest.
"You wouldn't dare!"
"Yes, I would."
"You're so cruel."
"Nobody says to you go out in this rain, especially when it's fucking freezing outside." You rolled your eyes. “Come on now, it's time for you to sleep. And there's no point in frowning.”
In a very mature way, you stuck your tongue out at him.
You snuggle in his chest, getting more comfortable. But even feeling extremely tired, you couldn't even for a second close your eyes and relax.
"I don't wanna have another nightmare." You whispered softly. His heart dropped. He wished he could protect you from all the evil in the world.
"You won't. I'm here, you're safe with me." He said gently, lifting your chin. “Listen, I got a plan. I'll find you in your dreams, okay? I'll be there by your side, protecting you from all harm. Nothing will hurt you while I'm around.”
"You promise?"
“I promise with all my heart, kitten. Now go to sleep before the boogie man pulls your foot.”
“I'm not five anymore, Minho.” You laughed out loud.
"Shii, you need to rest." He put his finger over your lips in a sign of silence. "Go, go, close your eyes. We have a date in your dreams, so you better not keep me waiting."
Minho smiled when he saw you close your eyes with an adorable smile on your lips. A few minutes later, your breath got heavier, and he knew you had finally drifted off to sleep. Minho places a soft kiss on your forehead, putting you closer to him.
"I love you." He whispered before falling asleep.
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thanxxskz · 2 months ago
hi! i was wondering if i could get a SKZ reaction to their s/o not liking to be cuddled or just touched in general, and maybe what they’d think when they finally let them. i love ur writing a lot and when i got this idea i just HAD to request it to ur blog. thank u !!
stray kids reaction to their s/o not liking physical touch but then finally let them
chris loved physical touch, loved cuddling and giving hugs, so whenever he wanted to hug you and you didn't let him, it made him sad, but he understood.
one day he came home and came to hug you but stopped midhug, but was surprised when you took a step and hugged him. he couldn't stop smiling because you hugged him and he thought that maybe, just maybe, you were starting to open up to him a bit more.
even if minho isn't a fan of cuddles or touching all the time, he likes subtle touches like holding hands, or his hand on your thigh. for you, that was too much as well, so whenever he put his hand on your body, you would lightly push it away.
he stopped doing it, and if you were being honest (to yourself) you missed his touch even if they were light touches. so being a bit brave just today for minho, you walked to the kitchen and held his hand. he said nothing, but you could see him smirking.
he respected your boundaries just like he would do with anyone. if you didn't like physical touch, then it was what it was.
you noticed a change in his demeanor day by day. he would stop touching your arm, or touching your legs when you were sitting on the couch. you didn't want him to feel bad or as if you didn't love him, so you shyly put your legs on top of his lap. that day he was the happiest man on earth.
he would say he didn't mind if you weren't as physically touchy as he was, but deep inside he wondered if maybe he was the problem, even if you had reassured him tons of times that you had been always like that.
you would see him pouting all over the house just because he wanted you to hold his hand for a moment. so when he least expected it, you held his hand and put your head on his shoulder. that made him smile really big, and your heart was just happy to see him like this.
you just had to date the boy who most liked physical touch. jisung was always touching you, whether it was holding hands, his arm over your shoulder, his feet touching your feet... you had told him that you didn't like physical touch, so he stopped (or tried).
a couple of days later, you decided to give jisung a cheesecake he had been craving for a while now (it was a bit expensive too) so when he saw it, he couldn't believe you bought it for him. you gave him a hug and a kiss on his cheek. he enjoyed that way more than the cheesecake.
he came tired from practice and he really just wanted to cuddle with you. he saw you laying on your bed so he just took the opportunity and laid with you, putting his hand over your waist. you pushed it away lightly.
that hurt him a lot, making him cry because he really needed you. you obviosly didn't want to make him cry, or thought that he would because he knew you didn't like cuddling. you took his arm and put it over your waist, holding his hand too. that made him stop crying and you heard him snore a bit, with a smile on his face.
he wasn't a fan of physical touch either, so you complemented each other well, but there were times that he did want cuddles; he would ask for them but he knew you were going to say no, so he never did.
but you could feel when he wanted something and you knew that he wanted to cuddle for a bit, so you took a blanket and put it on top of both of you. he was happy that you did something like that for him.
he liked physical touch, he did, he did if it was you he was touching or cuddling or whatever. but you disliked it. you had tried for him to just do it once in a while, but you couldn't.
one afternoon you saw him looking at the wall non-stop so you thought that he could be sad about something during practice, so as a way of support, you held his hand and caressed it with your thumb. he immediately smiled and mumbled a small "thank you, y/n" which gave you the reason necessary to do it.
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luvrlixie · 3 months ago
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tags: changbin x gn! reader, soft dom reader, thigh riding/dry humping, very soft, exhibitionism????????? idk they aren't alone in the dorm but no one walks in. not a lot of smut sorry y'all </3 mostly just sappy emotions.. but still nsfw... lit rally wrote at 4am and don't feel like editing lmaoo
"seriously binnie! if you're gonna spend so much money on clothes, you should at least wear them. you have so many cute sweaters and the fact that they're collecting dust in the back of your closet is a crime."
changbin sat up and peered over the back of the couch as you entered the room. he was ready to shoot back a snarky comment but his words died on his tongue as soon as he saw you.
you stopped by the studio to visit him earlier, where he and the rest of 3racha were working on a track for the next album. you hadn't planned on staying long since you knew your boyfriend would be busy. but about 20 minutes after showing up chan was ushering everyone else out of the room, claiming that he had everything he needed from the other boys for now and that they both deserved a night off. any worries you or changbin might have had about chan overworking himself were immediately replaced by the realization that the two of you would finally have some time alone.
and that brought you to where you were now. standing in front of a blushing boy, wearing shorts and a long shirt of his that completely hid said shorts. you had decided to change after your boyfriend proposed that you spend the night. (at the time he was excited for movies and cuddles, but now it was an offer that he was starting to regret as he could already feel himself growing hard). the shirt you wore was one that changbin never put on due to it's size, he didn't think the whole oversized clothes style was really his thing.
but holy fuck it was yours.
"you uh- you look good."
changbin swallowed and you squinted. he was always a sucker for you wearing his clothes, but it was still odd for him to be turning so red just from seeing you in an shirt of his. luckily it didn't take long for you to notice the way his eyes wouldn't meet yours since they were focused on a different part of your body. you couldn't help but let out a little giggle. seeing you in his clothes might make him weak, but his biggest weakness was your thighs. he'd never exactly talked about your thighs in particular, but it was something that you had picked up on as your relationship progressed. you couldn't help but notice how changbin was always making sure to leave little marks on the inside of your thighs, and would jump at the chance to lay between them when he got sleepy, and how he would often pull out just in time to paint your thighs with his cum.
"like what you see?" you asked playfully as you took a few steps forward so you were standing in front of him.
"like what i- fuck yes... you're gonna be the death of me y/n."
you hummed in amusement, loving the affected you had on your boyfriend, and tangled a hand in his hair so you could guide him forward and let him press kisses on your thighs.
"mm seriously, on my gravestone it's gonna say your name after cause of death" changbin breathed out as he happily trailed his lips over your skin.
"that makes it sound like I murdered you, I'm not a fan of that"
you stood there for a few more minutes. finally moving away once you sensed that changbin was growing impatient. although you loved making your boyfriend beg, now was not that time for that. even though you moved to sit down next to him, changbin whined when you stepped away. knowing you, the poor boy was worried that you were gonna make him suffer through the whole movie with a boner. however, you had much different plans in mind for tonight.
with a smile, you slid a hand between his legs. "such a pretty noise, that little whine. wanna make it again for me?"
changbin's mouth went dry, he opened it to say something but nothing would come out. how were you always able to make him speechless? he did want to make that noise for you again. he wanted you to coo over how cute he sounded, but not here. not in the living room with minho still tucked away in his room, and with hyunjin and seungmin who were expected back at any minute.
"please, please let's go to my room. I need you."
you shook your head and started palming at chnagbin's crotch through his sweatpants, making his body go slack. "shh baby it's okay, calm down. I was just gonna let you grind against my thigh, let you get off like that. we'll be fully clothed so if anyone walks in it'll be pretty easy to play it off as cuddling or a makeout session."
that seemed to be all the reassurance that changbin needed. the way you were touching him paired with your soft voice was making his head spin. all he was focused on now was making you happy and chasing his orgasm. not even a second went by until he was moving onto your lap so he was facing you and straddling one of your legs.
"there you go! good boy."
you helped him settle into a comfortable position and pulled him close so his chest was pressed against yours and his face was buried in your neck. as changbin started to move his hips, you continued whispering words of encouragement and gentle praises since you could feel how tense he had gotten. changbin hadn't exactly done this before. and although the whole thing seemed rather self explanatory and he had gotten off by rutting against a pillow multiple times, he felt a bit self conscious with you watching his every move.
"It's okay bunny, there's no right or wrong way to do this. just whatever feels good." you whispered soothingly into his ear, catching the nervous look in his eyes and the way his movements kept faltering.
it was silly of him to be nervous, he realized. the safest he had ever felt was with you, and over the course of your relationship you had both tried out plenty of new things together (both in and out of the bedroom). thigh riding? this was nothing, you had certainly seen him in much more embarassing situations. so changbin nodded and finally started settling into a steady pace, trusting your words entirely.
every drag of his cock elicited a soft ah sound from the dark haired boy. luckily, you didn't have to worry about him being too loud. he was vocal and made plenty of noise, but always quiet whimpers and soft choruses of "oh"s. you could get him to be loud if you wanted to, you knew how. for now the tiny noises he was making was more than enough to satisfy you as you played with his hair and peppered his forehead with kisses. "there you go bun, bet it feels so good huh?" as you spoke you pressed your leg upwards, applying extra pressure to the whimpering boy's cock. the gasp he let out made your eyes widen in entertainment and you repeated the action, taking pleasure in how he squirmed everytime. "keep going little slut, don't slow down. doesn't my bunny wanna make a pretty mess for me?"
"m-more'" changbin panted.
normally you'd chastise him for not saying please. but right now you honestly couldn't care less. you just wanted your boyfriend to feel loved. wanted him to be as proud of himself as you are of him. so you smiled and pressed your leg up again, hands gripping onto his hips so that you can help guide his movements. "that song you were working on when I visited sounded so good. I know you've been working so hard on it. you're so talented baby, so amazing." changbin let out a sort of strangled noise and tightened his arms around you, pulling himself as close to you as he could get. the absence of words didn't bother you. sometimes changbin babbled on and on while you ruined him, telling you how good he felt and how much he loved you. while other times he just clings onto you, settling on a variety of whines to communicate. both were good.
as the familiar tightness grew in changbin's body, he focused on following the push and pull of your arms. if it wasn't for you guiding him he would have entirely lost his rhythm. knowing that your boyfriend was getting close, you started bouncing your leg and kneading his ass with one hand.
"changbin.. binnie, hey. c'mon let me see your face" you softly prodded, waiting for him to pull back. when he did, your heart squeezed in your chest.
he was so beautiful.
his lips were parted and his bottom lip was glossy and red from biting down on it too hard. his hair was sticking out in a few places, and his eyes were so full of pleasure. you could tell from the glassy look that changbin wasn't entirely present, his thoughts were elsewhere.
"m'gonna..." changbin slurred, hips twitching and back arching. you caught on immediately and softly grabbed his chin to make sure he didn't hide his face again, you always loved to see his face screw up as he comes. this time was no different.
"good boy, good boy let it all out for me"
you helped him ride out his orgasm and leaned forward to kiss him. not even caring that the kiss was messy and mostly just teeth since changbin was panting far too heavily to give you a proper kiss. when changbin's orgasm had finished washing through his body, you let him crash back into your chest. as you waited for him to catch his breath you rubbed his back and buried your face in his hair, giving him time to compose himself before talking.
"I love you binnie"
" you too y/n ... but seriously you're way too hot ... gonna die from sexiness overload"
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pastelracha · 5 months ago
Welcome Home
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☾ Title : Welcome Home 
☾ Pairing: Lee Felix x fem!reader
☾ Genre: fluff, established relationship, making out
☾ Prompt: request : Can I request Felix soft make out with his girlfriend after coming back from tour because he missed her a lot.
☾ A/N: I have a lot of request for Felix, so here the newest one, it’s kind of short sorry about that and the title is kinda lame but I didn’t have inspiration soz.. hope you like it ..  don’t forget to give me your feed back guys xox
☾ Word Count: 0.456K
masterlist | ask or request
Yongbok didn’t know how he lived without for 2 months, on the other side of the earth, only FaceTime calls and texts and no skin ship, expect with his members, but cuddling Chan or Changbin was definitely not the same ! 
But now he was holding you real close, his arms around your waist and his chin on your shoulder looking at the delivering app on your phone. “Chicken or pizza ?’’ You asked not able to make a choice for yourself. 
“What if I said you ?’’ 
You chuckled at his words, you looked really beautiful tonight, your nails were painted in this deep shade of red, cute eyeliner and some lip tint. Wearing a black jeans and a SKZ shirt from one of their last Seoul concert. 
Felix really find you attractive right now, before his eyes. And your new hair color driving him crazy, he was a really simple man, being head over heels for every new things you did. 
His hand find home on you cheek, one of his fingers caressing your skin as he closed the space between you two, only to crash his lips between yours. The kiss was soft and slow, showing how much he missed you during all the time far from you. 
You didn’t dare to move at first, thinking your mind was playing tricks on you. He was giving your lips small pecks, before directly diving in, his tongue brushed on your lower lip, asking for your permission to continue. 
His hand finally moved from your cheek to under your ear only his thumb left on your face, as the other one was on your hip bone. 
The kiss getting messier and hungrier seconds by seconds, showing how you missed each other, your hands find their place on his abs right under his shirt, running on his skin and giving him goosebumps, which made him laugh suddenly in the kiss. 
“Damn, i missed you so much’’ he said on your mouth 
Your lips were tracing his jawline, and your hands running higher under the cotton of his shirt, he sighed in pleasure, his eyes close and his head thrown back to give you more access to the skin on his throat. 
His finger holding your chin to start kissing you again, you gave his neck enough attention his lips needed you now. 
He was addicted to you, your taste and your mouth on his. His kiss started getting harsher and really messy, but he couldn’t stop himself you were addicting. 
Your hands running in his hair, your tongues fighting each other for dominance, you ended up sitting on the kitchen counter, his hands on your thighs drawing patterns on the material of your jeans, while making out with you. 
“Welcome home ‘Lix‘‘ 
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chanswifey · a day ago
Husband headcanons | Han Jisung
↬ how you met him
Best friends turned lovers, he could not be more obvious about his feelings for you but it somehow didn't hit you until he told you he was in love
↬ the proposal
You would not imagine he could be one to make a romantic proposal, but he did, and it was perfect, on the day of your dating anniversary you got home from work to see the house was dark, the only source of light being the candles that showed the way to your backyard, it didn't hit you until you met him at the end of the path and he was down on one knee
He was shaking and looked so nervous, you could almost see a weight being lifted from his shoulder when you said yes
↬ the wedding
A cute little daytime wedding, very cozy with all your friends and family
The whole time he was fighting his tears until he finally broke down while you were doing your speech
↬ life with him
He always brags about having married his best friend, no matter how much time goes by
Cant hide his smile when someone asks about you
Is into things like celebrating monthly anniversaries
Collects funny pictures of you that he uses on said anniversaries
masterlist | request here | chanswifey©
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spilledtee · 5 months ago
𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐞𝐱
Word Count: 1.7k
Warning: smut, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap), swearing, fingering (f. receiving), mentions public sex, exhibitionism, voyeurism, hair pulling, established relationship, dom!Hyunjin
Synopsis: You decided to sleepover in the dorms and Hyunjin just can’t help taking you for himself
A/N: I revamped version of a scrapped fic of mine, tis the similar idea almost. Also I didn’t not proof read this. I didn’t proof read this so I apologize in advance. Hope that this fic doesn’t disappoint and you all enjoy it :)
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“Jinnie…” You whispered. “We can’t. Minho and Seungmin are here.” That didn’t seem to phase him though as he didn’t seem to acknowledge the words that escaped for you. Instead, he simply pushed, crashing his lips against yours, swallowing your words to stop you from protesting further. When his tongue slipped into your mouth, you couldn’t help but thread your fingers through his hair. You yanked at the tendrils, trying to suppress whatever sounds that would spill from your lips into something else. Again you tugged at his hair, this time hard enough so that he withdrew from you slightly. “Hyunjin-”
You words disappeared from you again. His tongue was already winding its way around the inside of your mouth. The heat of arousal immediately surged through your body as he tongue touched yours. Soft, passionate, ever more determined to have you give into him. He let out a quiet groan, muffled by the hot touch of your mouth. Your eyes snapping open looking at the two other men who had been sleeping peacefully just a few feet away from you. His hands had come from your sides, slowly finding their way to your ass, squeezing. One hand descending past the waistband of the shorts, ones that he had left you borrow to get comfortable, into your panties. 
You felt as a smirk was drawn on his lips, even though he was observant to your concern of his friends. “Relax…” He mumbled against your lips. “They’re asleep.” Another kiss. “Better make sure you keep quiet then.” As the words left his mouth in a whisper, a single digit pushed passed your already wet walls, causing you to let out a hushed gasp. The sound stirring Seungmin in his sleep but there was no other further reaction. 
You buried your face in his neck, unable to do much but try to get through this without making little to no noise. You couldn’t bear the idea of Minho and Seungmin relentlessly teasing you and eventually letting the other members know of this as well. Although, despite the fear of getting caught, you couldn’t help but find the feeling of Hyunjin’s finger stretching you out was exciting. You had always been weak for him, next to Minho, Hyunjin was definitely the king of teasing. Ever since you started dating, he had made it your goal to fluster you in front of his members. It pissed you off. Well you claimed, Hyunjin knew that and if reading your mind his finger curled within you, making you curse out. “For fuck’s sake Hyunjin. Stop teasing me and fuck me already.”
A chuckle escaped his lips, as he withdrew from you slightly, hand finding the shorts and pulling them down in one swift motion, your panties soon following. He held you in place, his free hand going to pull his boxers down. Even in the dark you could see that he was throbbing, the neediness he had been feeling all day evident. With the hand that had freed himself from his boxers, he aligned himself within you, watching as you squirmed in his grasp. Rolling you into you, his other hand clamped over your mouth to keep you quiet as he pushed himself inside of you. Each inch more pleasurable than the last. 
“So tight.” He whipsed, leaning down to let his hot breath tickle against the ear, trailing his tongue along your earlobe. “Let’s see if you can keep quiet, yeah?” He questioned, his tone full of mischief.
Before you can let out a remark, he sheathed himself within you. Fully, deeply inside of you, right to hilt. Without giving you time to adjust, he pulled out of you, nearly all the way before repeating the process of completely bottoming out into you. You arched into him, writhing under your boyfriend as you attempted to remain quiet, but Hyunjin was making it difficult for you. Making a mess of you already. The action had you going crazy. The feeling of each thrust causing your eyelids to flutter, your mouth hanging open beneath his hand, wetting it as your body begged you to scream. He was pounding you without relent, holding your hips close so as not to escape him with one hand while the other was ghosting around your bundle of nerves. He smirked, seeing you glare at him through the dark. He looked as though he was daring you to make a sound. As if he wanted to be caught. As if he wanted his friends to see that he was making a mess of you. 
You were stubborn though, not wanting to give him the satisfaction. A small annoyed sound escaped him as the hand that was on your mouth freed it, going to squeeze your breasts. You didn’t have time to wonder what he was doing because a scream almost tore through your throat. Instead, it was a strangled sound, one that made the two men in the room stir once again. Hyunjin’s nimble fingers had found your clit, working tight circles on the sensitive nub. Your eyes rolled back, head lolling back as you attempted to resist the urge to mewl from the touch. However, your boyfriend was already accustomed to your body. This would have you coming within seconds. It would have you screaming for him in seconds.
Screwing your eyes shut as began to whisper out a plea, begging him to give you the release you so desire, however you are stopped dead when a particularly loud snore escaped Minho. Your heartbeat thumped through your ribcage, the blood rushing to your ears as you prayed that Minho wouldn’t wake up. Slowly, Minho turned over his side, muttering something in his sleep.
You sighed in relief, hoping that Hyunjin would withdraw from you. Instead, he was pressing a sweet kiss to your lips. “See, you don’t need to worry.”
“I don’t want to make any more noise though.”
Your boyfriend nodded. “Alright.” His hand went to clamp around your mouth once more, as you felt him tap his cock right against your click. You were about to tell him to hurry, but Hyunjin had already slammed into you without warning. Slowly he retracted, again slamming into you fully. He wanted you to feel all of him. After all the teasing, you thought you deserved to have him after. Each time his hips met yours, you sore that your nerves were lighting with fire.The sound of skin on skin filled the night air as Hyunjin sped up his pace, feeling you clench against him. Rough, sloppy, harsh, relentlessly pounding into you as you could only let out muffled screams against his hand. The sight of his cock stretching you out was enough to send you over the edge.
With all the strength you could muster, you tapped at his hand. His hand let you breath, the wave of air hitting you as you nearly cried. “Jinnie…” That name was the indicator that you were close, one that he loved so much.
An almost sinister chuckle came from the man above, his hand squeezing your hip. “So fucking tight. You’re gonna cum aren’t you?”
Arching into him, you pushed your hips into his. You wanted nothing more than to reach your high. “Please!” Your voice had come out as a high pitched moan. It seemed that you had given up on being quiet. It wasn’t the sound of his bed creaking, the sound of your skin slapping together that would wake his roommates, it would be your voice. You had little care for it though, only wanted him.
He smirked at your reaction. “I don’t think I can hear you. Maybe you should again, yeah? Let me hear you.” The command came, his eyes wondering slightly before locking back to you.
You wanted to cum just for him, in this dark space, just as he wanted. Just like you had wanted as well. “Please! Please, I want it so badly. Wanna cum!” 
That seemed to satisfy him enough, thankfully. Usually, Hyunjin would have you like a mess, have you crying for your orgasm. You were happy that he was at least having mercy. Although, it seemed that you spoke too soon as his hand found your clit once again, nimble fingers beginning the work they had started before the two of you had been interrupted. He rubbed furiously at the seinstive bud, continuing to thrust into you. It was as equally as hard, if not more, than before. Each thrust jolting you forward onto the bed. You couldn’t help but let out a sinsul, lewd sound, clenching around him. You screwed your eyes shut, feeling your abdomen tighten, moans of pleasure filling the small space, as your release wracked your body. That was enough to spur his own, Hyunjin following you into ecstasy as he removed his hand from you. Pressing his lips against yours, letting your mouth muffle his own pleasured cries. His hips never stopped, continuing to thrust into a few more times before his body shuddered to a halt. Completely slacking, falling down in the space next to you in the bed.
“Are you fucking done?” Minho’s voice growled from where he had been sleeping.
The two of you jolted hearing his voice. Your face instantly flushing more from embarrassment, knowing that his friend had just heard him. “You’re-you’re awake?”
“We both are.” Seungmin's voice sounded as well. “You know some of us have to sleep right?”
Hyunjin chuckled, attempting to check his breath. “I know I saw you guys.”
You face immediately went from pure astonishment to anger, hearing your boyfriend say that. “And you didn’t tell me?”
He shrugged. “You felt too good.”
A chorus for groans sounded through the room. “Can you just clean her up so we can get some sleep. I am tired.”
“ ‘Can you just clean her up’ blah blah.” Hyunjin mocked back.
“What was that?” Minho pulled the covers over himself, practically pouncing at Hyunjin for even thinking it would be okay to mock his words.
Your boyfriend shrunk back, practically begging his older brother that he was simply joking. You couldn’t help but chuckle at their antics.
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dreamescapeswriting · a month ago
Kinktober ~ Day 29
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Chan looked at you as he let out a small whimper, normally he wasn't this needy and clingy but tonight was different. You'd both finished having sex and fallen right to sleep but now he was left needy for more. 
Cock throbbing as he looked at you, he'd tried to deal with it himself. rubbing himself slowly to a picture of you, even using one of the toys you'd gotten him but it wasn't what he wanted or needed.
He needed you. He desperately needed you and his mind went back to conversations you had together previously. Telling him that it was okay with you, that if he was completely needy he could wake you up that way if he craved to. 
A small grunt left his lips as he inched closer to you on the bed, looking at you as you rolled over suddenly feeling him close to you. Your body naturally threw your leg over his hip and pulled him closer to you in your sleep, only making this harder for Chan. He could feel you right on the tip of his cock as he moaned a little in your ear. Even asleep you were one of the sexiest people in the world to him. 
"C-Chan?" You mumbled tiredly feeling him as he attempted to get out of your grasp but he froze,
"You're still needy?" Your words came out muffled since you were still hiding in his neck and he nodded his head, rubbing your back softly. 
"You know you can do what you need right?" You questioned giving him further confirmation that you would be okay with this. That what Chan had been thinking about for the last ten minutes was a-okay with you. 
Wasting no time he nodded his head, grunting a little as he pushed into you, his hips stilling as he was balls deep inside of your wet cunt. You felt like heaven around him and he was never going to stop thanking you for this.
Chan pulled your thigh up a little higher so he could position himself more comfortably, kissing up and down your neck as he whimpered a little.
If Chan had the energy he would roll his hips faster but this was all he needed. All he needed was to be buried inside of you with you as close to him as humanly possible. 
"F-Fuck." He moaned out not knowing you could hear him but you smirked a little and bucked your hips. Ran the tips of your fingers up and down his naked chest, smiling sleepily as he rocked a little. 
"You feel so good," You whispered to him as you clenched around him again, moaning out against his chest as he continued to hold you close to him. 
Hips moved a little faster as you pressed yourself closer to him, never wanting this to end but both of you were sensitive and Chan was already close from his previous actions.
"Chan," You moaned out as he grunted loudly, hips bucking as he came into you suddenly, your walls fluttering around him as you followed soon after him.
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Mom And Dad (B.C)
Warnings : none
Word Count : 811
Synopsis : chan is the dad of 7 chaotic children, it only makes sense that his girlfriend is their mom.
Author’s Note : thanks to the anon who requested this! it’s a really cute request and i hope i did it justice.
She hummed to herself as she busied herself in the Stray Kids’ dorm kitchen, preparing a nice homecooked meal for when they get home from practice. The boys always work themselves so hard and she just wants to make sure they’re well taken care of. It’s been a habit ever since Chan introduced her to them 3 years ago as their relationship got more serious.
As she placed the final dish on the table, the door opened, all 8 of them piling into the dorm, smelling the delicious food she had cooked for them. “Perfect timing.” She smiled, pulling Chan in for a quick kiss. “I figured you’d be hungry after practice.”
“You’re the best.” Chan told her softly, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “How did I get so lucky?” She playfully slapped him as she rolled her eyes.
“That’s my line.”
Everyone gathered around the table, digging into the food she made. She watched silently as everyone filled up their plates, chatting amongst themselves as they did so. She noticed Changbin struggled to get something, so she picked it up with her chopsticks and placed it on his rice, smiling at him. “Thanks mom.”
“Mom? She’s younger than you, Changbin.” Chan chuckled, shaking his head at the younger member. She won’t lie, the first time one of the members called her mom, she was taken aback. She knew they called Chan dad from time to time, but she never expected them to call her mom seeing as she was younger than most of them. But as it continued, she got used to it, no longer batting an eye at the nickname.
“Yeah, but we call you dad, and she’s your girlfriend. Besides, she takes care of us like a mom does.” Changbin explained before chowing down on the food in front of him.
“I don’t mind them calling me mom, Channie.” She told him, placing food on his bowl of rice as well. “Now eat up.”
“She even moms you!” Jeongin laughs, earning a soft glare from the eldest member.
“Here Innie, you eat up as well.” She said as she placed some meat on his rice, smiling warmly at the youngest.
“Yes mom.” He happily munched on the food in front of him, thankful there was someone around who could cook for them.
It was mostly silent as they enjoyed the food, but the silence didn’t last long as they finished all the food in record time and regained their energy. “Help me do the dishes?” She whispered to Chan as she stood from the table, all the younger members off doing their own thing.
“If I must, mom.” He joked, standing from his own seat, and bringing as many dishes as he could to the sink. She giggled to herself as she began filling the sink with soap and water.
“Yes you must, dad.” She joked back, flashing him a wide smile that had his heart racing. Being with her like this had him thinking of the future, of marrying her and starting a family. He thought of how good a mom she would be, seeing how well she takes care of all the members as if it was second nature to her. His heart swelled at the thought of waking up next to her for the rest of his life, at the thought of having children with her and watching them grow up while the two of them grayed together. How beautiful she’d still look to him even when they’re old and gray.
“I can’t wait to have kids with you.” He whispered as he wrapped his arm around her from behind, nuzzling his head into her neck and placing a soft kiss on the side of her neck.
“We already have 7, how many more do you want?” She joked, seizing her actions, and placing her hands on top of Chan’s, leaning into his embrace. He laughed, as he rested his chin on her shoulder, the two of them swaying back and forth.
“Maybe 3, make it an even 10.” She giggled as she turned around in his arms, wrapping hers around his neck.
“Do you really want to have kids with me?”
“Of course. After we get married though. We’ll settle down in a nice house, get a dog, raise beautiful children together.” He rested his forehead against hers. “You’re my future, Y/N.” He whispered before pressing his lips against hers, a kiss she happily reciprocated. The future he described; she couldn’t wait to live it.
“Mom and dad are making out in the kitchen!” Jisung yelled, earning a chorus of “ew” and “gross” from the others and they pulled away, chuckling to themselves.
“They really are our kids, aren’t they?” Chan said as he smiled lovingly towards his members.
“Yeah, they really are.” She replied, the same loving smile mirrored on her face.
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jiminbbyboy · 3 months ago
give yourself a try - b.c (m)
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featuring: bang chan x f.reader
fake dating au
↳ She had to attend her estrange fathers wedding, and didn’t want to go alone. Chan offers to go as her fake boyfriend so she doesn’t have to face the wedding alone.
genre: 3rd person reader insert, romance, no idol au, fake wedding date, angst, family drama, smut, explicit sexual content, cussing
an: day 2 of my 8 days of Stray Kids. This a reworking of story on my old spidey-babe-parker tumblr.
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At age eleven you learned the harsh reality that not all marriages work out. On one warm June afternoon you walked into the kitchen in the home you grew up in to find your parents in the middle of an argument. Your mother tearfully informed you that your mother and father were getting divorced. Your father left that day and you didn’t see him for about two months. When he finally came back around, you got to meet his new girlfriend that he had an affair with. At age eleven you built up walls around your heart without even trying. You learned a harsh lesson that love might not actually exist.
Sitting in Minho’s apartment you sat at the kitchen table working on your presentation you had to do for school. Your phone vibrated and you looked down to see a text from your father. As you read over the text, you couldn’t help but roll your eyes.
Minho watched as his friend groaned while reading something. “What are you annoyed about?” he asked before taking a drink from the bottle of beer that was sitting on the table.
“Well my father is getting married in two weeks and just decided to let me know,” you sighed. You weren't exactly surprised that he was getting married. You had met his girlfriend who you assumed was his new fiancé a few times. You weren’t exactly the biggest fan of hers. She was quite a bit younger than your father and pretty stuck up.
To say that your relationship with her father was stranded would be an understatement. When you were thirteen, he attempted to see you one weekend every month. He soon learned that he didn’t have much in common with you, and he went back to occasionally having dinner with you like once a month. In the last year he had only seen you maybe three times, and you didn’t even know that he was engaged to his new young girlfriend.
“Are you going to go?” Minho asked, knowing that you don’t have a great relationship with your father. There had been a handful of drunken nights, where you had breakdowns over the feeling that your father was never going to truly love you. You always felt as if you were never good enough for your father.
“I don’t think I have a choice, if I don’t go, my grandma, and dad won’t let me live it down,” you sighed. “Oh my god I don’t want to go to this alone.” You knew that this wedding was going to be a lot of people asking you why you're single, and if you’re going to have kids. All your cousins were married and had kids, and you’re the only single one. Every Christmas one of the few times you would see that side of the family would always harp on you and ask a million questions about your life.
“You should have someone go with you,” Minho said, pulling his phone out of his pocket.
“Do you want to go with me?” you asked, praying maybe Minho could save you from going to this alone. You knew that Minho could play the part as the perfect boyfriend. Your mother already loved him and constantly told you that you should date someone like Minho. You knew her father would love him too
“I can't because it's my mom’s birthday that weekend so I’m going to be at a family event out of town,” he said feeling bad. You could tell that he didn’t want you going alone, but he wasn’t able to go to help you out.
“Literally everyone is going to be in my business about not having a boyfriend, I need to get a boyfriend within the next two weeks,” you said with a sarcastic laugh knowing damn well that was going to be nearly impossible.
“What are you talking about?” Chan asked, walking into the kitchen where his two friends were sitting down. He sat down next to Minho and looked over at you.
“My dad is getting married in two weeks and I don’t want to go alone. I’m not looking forward to being asked the same questions about my dating life over and over again,” she sighed dramatically, leaning forward and resting her face in her hands.
“So, do you want someone to be your fake date?” Chan asked.
“Yes, she wants a fake date,” Minho said before taking another drink of his beer.
Chan shrugged his shoulders and said, “I mean I can go with you if you want. I think I would make a pretty good fake boyfriend.”
She looked up at Chan and knit her eyebrows together and stared at him wondering if he was serious. “Are you being serious about offering to be my fake date?”
He shrugged his shoulders again, “yeah why not? Weddings are great, there is free food, and normally there are free drinks.”
Shutting her laptop, she looked over at Chan who was smiling. “Bang Chan, you're a lifesaver.”
“What’s the plan for the wedding?” he asked, giving her a calming smile.
“Well we need to drive two hours away to the city they’re getting married in. My dad said he would book me a hotel for the weekend. I’ll let him know I’m bringing my boyfriend.”
It was the weekend of her father’s wedding and Chan and her were driving up two hours away to the wedding venue. She couldn’t lie she was pretty nervous about bringing Chan up as her fake boyfriend. She hated bringing dates to her family events, especially my dad’s side of the family. They always tended to ask people inappropriate questions and get into her business.
“So how long have we been dating?” Chan asked as he kept driving.
She looked over at him and realized that they needed to come up with a story on how long they were dating, and how they met. She hadn’t actually put any thought into this, luckily Chan knew they needed to have a game plan.
“I guess we can say six months that way I can say we started dating after Christmas.”
“Okay, sounds good, are we saying that we were friends before we started dating?” he asked.
“Yeah I think that sounds good?”
She liked that Chan seemed like he had put some effort into having somewhat of a backstory for their relationship. He wasn’t trying to half ass this.
They arrived at the fancy hotel that her father was getting married at. Chan got out of the car and walked over to help her get out of the car. He popped the trunk open and walked over to get their suitcases. She went to walk inside, but before she could walk away Chan reached down and grabbed her hand. She stopped walking and looked down at her and Chan’s hand. He gave her a small smile and nodded, she felt safe with him holding her hands.
They walked into the hotel lobby and were greeted by her dad and his new young wife. The nerves suddenly kicked in as they started walking towards her and Chan.
“Sweetie, I’m so glad you’re here,” her future stepmom said as she wrapped her arms around her and pulled her into a tight hug. She dropped Chan’s hand and looked over at him with startled eyes. She wasn’t exactly a fan of Dea. She thought she was shallow and she didn’t like that she was barely ten years older than her.
Dea let go of her and walked over and wrapped her arms around an unexpected Chan. “You must be her boyfriend, Chan.”
“Yep,” Chan said awkwardly.
Dea let go of Chan and walked over and stood next to her dad. “I’m glad you came sweetie” he said knowing that there was a chance his daughter wouldn’t come to this wedding.
“Which room are we in?” she asked, changing the subject. She desperately wanted to get away from her dad and Dea. She needed time to unwind from everyone and maybe spend some time with Chan.
“You guys are on floor three in room 389,” he said, reaching into his pocket to pull out her and Chan’s room keys.
“Thanks,” she said, taking the room key.
She reached down and took Chan’s hand and walked them over to the elevator. The moment they were in the elevator the moment the doors shut she let out a sigh of relief. Leaning against the wall she looked up at Chan wondering if he regretted coming along on this trip.
“Dea is very young?” he said, breaking the silence between them.
“Yeah my dad likes them younger than him,” she sighed. The elevator dinged and the doors opened, and they walked down the hall towards their room. Opening the door, they walked inside and they looked over at the queen size bed that was in the center of the room. She looked over at Chan as he sat his suitcase down.
“I can sleep on the couch if you want,” he said, walking over and sitting down on the edge of the bed.
“Chan were both adults. We can share the bed,” she said.
She couldn’t lie she had always had somewhat of a crush on Chan since she had known him. He was a handsome guy and was super charming, but Chan had always been somewhat of a heartbreaker. She also didn’t think that Chan would ever return the feelings to her, so she always just pushed them away. She knew if she didn’t have feelings for him, she couldn’t get hurt.
“Okay I don’t mind sharing the bed at all.”
She walked over and sat down next to him on the bed. He reached over and laced his fingers with hers and gently squeezed her hand three times.
“You’re going to get through this weekend. I’ll be here the whole time with you. I’ll be there to hold your hand whenever things get rough.”
She looked over at Chan who was giving her a soft smile, letting her know that this was going to be okay. That he was here to support her through all this, and she wasn’t alone.
“This is going to be an interesting weekend.”
They spent time in their room for a few hours. Chan took a nap while she sat on her laptop at the small table that was placed in front of the window. She took this time to work on a few projects she had for summer school.
As the sun started to set, she knew that Chan and her were going to have to get ready to go to the rehearsal dinner. This was going to be the moment when the rest of her family saw her with Chan. She stood in the bathroom putting on makeup as Chan was getting dressed. She put her hair into loose wavy and got dressed in a pale pink dress she had to buy just for the rehearsal dinner. Walking into the bedroom she found Chan sitting on the bed looking at his phone. He was dressed in a pair of grey dress pants, and white dress shirt without a tie. She couldn’t help but notice how handsome he looked.
As he looked up and his bright eyes locked onto hers, he couldn’t help but smile. “You look beautiful,” he stood up and walked over to her.
They walked to the rehearsal dinner that was being held in the lavish ballroom that was connected to the hotel. The whole time they were attending the dinner, Chan rarely left her side. He was either holding her hand or he had his hand resting on the small of her back letting her know that he was always with her. He braved all of her family as every single one of them came up to badger the happy “couple” with a million questions. As her grandmother came up for her round of nosy questions, she had never been happier in her life to have Chan by her side.
Her grandmother seemed to instantly love Chan, and she couldn’t say she was surprised. Chan was extremely charming and seemed to know the correct answer to every question her grandmother seemed to throw at Chan. The night couldn’t have gone better and that was a major relief to (YN).
As the dinner ended the two of them made their way back to their room. The moment the door was shut Chan untuck his shirt and started unbuttoning it. She walked over and sat on the edge of the bed taking a moment to relax before she started getting ready for bed. Looking over at Chan who was shirtless she couldn’t help but stare at his bare torso. She looked up at Chan to find him staring back at her smiling. Her cheeks burned as she was suddenly embarrassed that he caught her checking him out.
He didn’t bother saying anything, he knew that she seemed quite embarrassed that he had caught her wandering eyes. Biting his lip, he held back a soft laugh.
She quickly stood up and walked off to the bathroom so she could remove her make up and get ready for bed. As she removed her make-up, she splashed water on her face and looked into the mirror and whispered to herself, “you don’t like him. This whole thing isn’t real, he’s flirting and acting nice because he’s your fake boyfriend.” She shook her head knowing she needed to snap out of it. She wasn’t allowed to have feelings for him.
As she got dressed in her pajamas, she walked back into the bedroom and found Chan under the covers laying down. She suddenly wondered if she should just sleep on the couch for the night so she and Chan didn’t have to awkwardly share a bed. Being so close to him while he slept only in pajama pants might just be too much for her.
Before she could even say anything, Chan spoke up, “are you okay if I sleep on this side of the bed.”
She nodded and walked over to the other side of the bed and slowly crawled into bed.
Laying on her side she looked over at Chan who was laying on his back staring at the ceiling. She couldn’t help but wonder what was going on in his head. She knew he probably thought this side of her family was crazy, and she couldn’t blame him. She wasn’t a big fan of this side of the family either. She was basically an outcast and she was well aware of it.
He reached over and turned off the light that was on the bed side table, “why do I feel like at the moment you’re over thinking everything.”
Her and Chan had been friends for a while, and he knew her pretty well. She wasn’t going to get away with saying that everything was fine, because at the moment everything was very far from fine. This whole trip had her completely on edge and filled with anxiety.
“This whole weekend is just extremely stressful. I also feel bad that I dragged you into it,” she sighed.
He moved so he was laying on his side staring at her. He gently reached over and pushed a piece of her hair behind her ear that had fallen in her face, and softly said, “I’m fine, you don’t have to worry about me this weekend. I’m here to hold your hand and make it through this weekend.”
She nodded her head slowly and gave him a soft smile. There was something about knowing that Chan was just there as moral support made her feel better.
“Tomorrow at that wedding we are going to make such a hot couple that everyone is going to be jealous,” he smiled.
She couldn’t help but smile back at him, “well my family already thinks you’re an amazing boyfriend.”
“I can’t help it, I'm known to be pretty charming,” he reached over and laced his fingers with her causing her stomach to twist with the feeling of butterflies. “Also, for some reason grandparents always seem to like me.”
She smiled, “well I think you’re the first boyfriend I have ever brought to a family event that my grandmother actually likes. She’s pretty savage when it comes to asking personal questions.”
He squeezed her hand gently and said, “well I didn’t think she wasn’t too bad.”
Silently they stared at each other for a moment just enjoying each other’s company when she broke the silence, “I don’t think I could have done this without you.”
“I’m glad you asked me to come to this wedding with you. I don’t feel like we ever hang out without Minho, and it’s nice to finally have some one-on-one time.”
She nodded, “yeah I feel like we’re actually getting to know each other.”
“Yeah, and I like that a lot.” He put emphasis on a lot, and she couldn’t help but wonder if maybe Chan had feelings for her that she didn’t know about. What little time they spent together she was already questioning her feelings for him. She knew putting on a show tomorrow at the wedding wasn’t going to help her confusion at all.
- & -
As the morning light shined through the curtains, she woke up with Chan’s strong body curled up next to her. Her eyes popped open when she realized how close they were. Chan started to stir and his arm that swung across her soft stomach pulled her body closer to his tone body. He nuzzled against her back and her eyes stayed wide open. She wondered if he was aware of what he was doing.
He stayed close to her holding her for about five minutes before she gently lifted his arm and moved away from him. As she started to get out of bed Chan’s warm eyes slowly opened.
“Good morning,” he yawned.
“What time is the wedding?” he asked.
“The ceremony starts at three,” she said as she got out of bed.
He nodded his head and yawned as he rolled onto his back, and slowly stretched. She couldn’t help but stare at his practically naked body as he put his body on display as he stretched. Looking away quickly she walked off to her suitcase.
“Did you need to use the bathroom before I take a shower?” she asked.
“Yeah let me go really quick,” he got out of bed and walked off to the bathroom.
She looked through her suitcase to pull out the dress she had bought to wear to the wedding. Turning around she found Chan walking out of the bathroom.
“Did we want to go grab brunch or something before the wedding?” he asked.
She nodded, “yeah that would be nice.”
“Should we get ready in normal clothes and get dressed for the wedding after brunch?” he sat down on the edge of bed.
She nodded, “yeah that sounds perfect.”
She pulled out the light blue dress she had bought for the wedding. She hung the dress up in the closet and then walked back to the suitcase to grab her sundress she had picked out to wear to brunch.
Walking into the bathroom she turned on the shower and let the water warm up, as she stripped away her clothes. Stepping into the shower she tried not to think about the stress of the day that was ahead of her. As she let the warm wash over her as she tried to not think about anything other than the fact that Chan was going to be by her side. Her mind started to wonder as she thought of the handsome man that she had cuddled with last night. She couldn’t help but think about how comfortable it felt waking up in his arms.
She finished showering and got dressed and put on her base make up so all she would have to put on when they got back from lunch would be her eye makeup.
Walking into the room she found Chan laying on the bed staring at his phone. Glancing up he sat his phone on the bed and gave her a smile. His smile had always gave her butterflies, from the first moment they had met, even as time passed nothing had changed.
“Ready to grab some food?” he asked.
She nodded as she put on her black flats and walked over to grab her purse. Chan jumped up and grabbed his wallet and the room key. They stepped into the hallway and without thinking Chan reached down and laced his fingers with hers. She couldn’t help the warm feeling in her stomach as he held her hand tightly leading her down the hallway. As they stepped into the elevator, he continued to hold her hand, never letting go. The doors opened on the main floor and they stepped out and immediately ran into her grandmother and her Aunt Rita.
They waved the two of them down and Chan leaned down and whispered into her ear, “we can make it quick and I’ll whisk you away.”
She couldn’t help the smile that spread across her face.
“Look at the adorable couple,” her aunt said, stopping right in front of them.
“Chan, where are you and my granddaughter off to?”
“We’re grabbing some brunch before we get ready for the wedding,” he smiled before leaning down and pressing his lips to her cheek. This was the first time they had ever shared any type of kiss, even if it was just a peck on the cheek.
“Oh, how romantic,” her aunt said.
“Well we’ll leave you two love birds alone then,” her grandmother said before walking away.
He leaned down once again with his lips brushing her ear and whispered, “I told you I was going to save you.”
“I don’t know how I can ever repay you for this weekend,” her tone was completely serious as she looked into his warm eyes. She didn’t understand how he could be such an amazing friend and so emotionally supportive for her.
He gave her his signature charming smile, “getting to spend a weekend with you is enough.”
Her heart started racing as she stared at him wondering if she had just heard him correctly. What little bit of alone time they had spent together was reminding her of her crush she had on Chan, and she was wondering if maybe it was more than a crush based on the way he was making her feel. She was also wondering if maybe he returned her feelings, based on what he had been saying.
They sat in the café that was connected to the hotel. They were both enjoying their waffles and making small talk. Her and Chan had been friends for a while, but she wasn’t as close with him as she was with Minho. This time they had spent together she felt like they had grown a lot closer. Just him spending time with her made her feel a lot more comfortable about everything.
She stopped eating and stared at Chan smiling while listening to him tell a story about him and Minho when they were kids growing up. She always loved hearing funny stories about Minho and Chan’s childhood. She met the boys during college and had grown extremely close with Minho, and she had become friends with Chan along the way.
They finished eating and walked back to their room hand in hand. Chan didn’t think twice about lacing his fingers with hers. She kept telling herself that he was holding her hand because he knew he had to play the role of her loving boyfriend. If she didn’t keep telling herself that she might start falling for him, and couldn’t handle it if he didn’t feel the same way. Her goal of this wedding was for her to keep her feelings under control.
Walking into the room she walked over to the closet and grabbed her cream and gold dress. She excused herself to the bathroom so she could curl her hair and put on the rest of her makeup.
As she placed the final curl in her hair, she grabbed her dress off the back of the door, and slipped it on. She couldn’t get the zipper up the rest of the way and held the dress up as she walked into the room to find looking extremely handsome in a suit and tie.
His eyes went wide and a huge smile formed on his face as he stared at her, “you look so beautiful.”
“Thank you,” she whispered, not even sure if she could speak at that moment. “Can you help with the zipper?” she turned around and lifted her hair out of the way of the zipper.
Silently he stepped forward and slowly dragged her zipper the rest of the way. His hand lingered on her exposed skin above her dress. He gently reached and moved her hair back.
Turning around she faced him once again and stared at him silently. Her stomach was doing flips at the way that he was looking at her. She wasn’t sure anyone had ever looked at her the way Chan was looking at her at that moment.
Looking over at the clock that was on the wall and saw they only had about twenty minutes until the wedding started. He reached down and took his hand in hers and said, “I think maybe we should head off to the wedding.”
She nodded, “okay.”
They walked through the hotel out to the garden where the ceremony was being held. Chan and her sat in the middle away from all her family. He had his arm over her shoulder and held her soft body close to his. He kept leaning over and whispering random things into her ear. She knew they were truly putting on one hell of a show, but she didn’t know how much of it was a show on her part.
As the ceremony started, she couldn’t lie she truly hated it. She didn’t like watching her father get remarried. It just meant she was going to see him even less, and most likely their relationship was going to grow even more strand. As they exchanged vows many people were crying happy tears in the crowd, and her eyes started to brim with tears but they weren’t happy tears. Chan noticed right away and leaned over and pressed his lips to her cheek kissing away the tears that slowly started to fall. He reached over with his free hands and laced his fingers with hers, and squeezed her hand three times.
She looked over at him trying to stop crying and he leaned over and whispered, “if you want to leave now, we can. Or we can walk off to get some air. I just want you to know you aren’t alone.”
“I’m going to be okay,” she whispered as she squeezed his hand.
The ceremony came to a close and the bride and groom exited, and everyone slowly started heading off to the large ballroom that was set up. She sat completely still not really moving, she was trying to gather herself as much as possible. Chan didn’t move or say anything, he just held her hand knowing that all this was extremely tough for her.
Chan had heard her talk about her relationship with her father before, and Minho had told him quite a bit about it. He knew going into this weekend she needed someone to let her know she wasn’t alone.
As they were left alone in the garden she finally slowly stood up and started smoothing out her dress. Chan stood up and watched her closely. Reaching up she brushed the tears away from one side of her face, but before she could reach the other cheek he reached over and gently rested his hand on her cheek and brushed away her tears with his thumb. His warm eyes were locked on her sad eyes as he stared at her for a long moment, before he leaned forward and pressed his lips to her forehead gently. She closed her eyes taking in his closeness as his lips lingered on her forehead. She reached for his hand and squeezed his hand just needing to be close to him for a moment.
“Are you ready for this?” she asked not even sure if she was truly ready.
He nodded, “I’m ready whenever you are.”
She pulled away, still holding his hand and led him towards the ballroom. Stopping right outside the doors of the room that was filled with over a hundred people. He reached up and placed hand on her cheek once again. She looked at him confused on why he stopped them, but she didn’t ask why, she just stared at him.
“I want you to know that you’re a very special girl, and I wouldn’t be just anyone’s fake boyfriend. I did this because you mean a lot to me, and you are so strong. I know this sucks, having to watch your father get married again. I know I’m rambling a lot right now, but I need you to know that you don’t need your father's approval on anything in life. If he doesn’t see how special you are and how talented and amazing you are. He’s fucking idiot, and he doesn’t deserve your love.”
She stared at him, blinking, taking in everything he had just said to her. His sweet words had her once again on the brink of tears.
“When all this is over and we go home, I want you to know that I’m still going to be there to hold your hand if you need me to.”
She nodded her head and smiled, “Bang Chan you are something else.”
“Is that a good thing?” he asked.
She nodded.
“Are you ready to put on a show?” she asked.
He leaned forward and pressed his lips to her cheek and with his lips still ghosting her skin he whispered, “this doesn’t have to be a show, this can all be as real as you want it to.”
Her heart raced and butterflies filled her stomach as she stared at him wide eyed, wondering if that meant that he might feel something real for her.
“Let’s go doll,” he moved away from her and led her into the ballroom that was already packed.
They walked over and found their seats. She was relieved that she was at least sitting with some of her cousins that she was at least a little close with. Chan leaned over and let her know he was going to find them some drinks and she stayed to talk to her cousin Irene who was her age and newly married.
“So where did you find that hot one?” Irene asked, smiling.
She couldn’t help but feel pretty proud that people were impressed with how hot her date was. “He’s a friend from college that I stayed close with.”
Irene brought a glass of wine up to her lips and took a sip and smiled at her cousin, “well you should keep him around and bring him to more family events, because he’s a babe.”
Before (YN) could even respond Chan walked over and sat a drink down in front of her. Chan pressed his lips to her cheek for a quick kiss as he sat down next to her.
“Did I miss anything?” he asked.
Irene shook her head, “nope.”
“Are you two not a big fan of PDA?” Irene asked, realizing that Chan only ever kissed her cheek.
(YN) knit her eyebrows together realizing that Chan and her hadn’t actually shared a kiss outside of his sweet kisses on her cheeks or forehead.
“I was just trying to be respectful of her family,” Chan chimed in knowing that she was probably at a loss for words.
“Believe me sweetie nobody is going to be offended if you kiss for real,” Irene said before taking another sip of her wine.
Chan turned to look at (YN) who still looked pretty caught off guard by everything. He reached over and rested his hand on her cheek and stared at her wondering if she was okay with them sharing a real kiss.
She mouthed, “yeah.”
Chan took that as his cue and leaned forward to connect his lips to hers for a searing kiss. The moment their lips touch, electricity courses through her veins. There was a spark between her and Chan that up until that moment she didn’t think existed. Their lips moved together, and Chan gently slid his tongue across her bottom lips asking to deepen the kiss. She reached forward and gripped his blazer as their lips danced.
The sound of someone clearing their throat caused her to pull away from Chan. She looked up to see her father standing there.
“I see you two are having fun,” he father awkwardly said.
“Sorry about that sir,” Chan said, not really being sorry at all.
“Honey, I was wondering if we could have a father daughter dance?”
She wasn’t even able to fully process what had just happened between her and Chan, and she was being put on the spot to share a dance with her father that she really didn’t want to share.
“Sure,” she said awkwardly.
Following her father through the crowd they started playing a slow version of “Here Comes the Sun” by the Beatles. Her father reached out for her and they started slowly dancing together in front of the whole ballroom. They were completely silent; she didn’t even know what they should even talk about.
“So that Chan guy seems good for you,” he said, speaking up.
For some reason his statement annoyed her, “what does that mean?”
“I think he could give you a good life, and you wouldn’t have to worry about working. He could really take care of you,” her father smiled, completely unaware of how annoying his comments were.
“Am I ever going to be good enough for you?” she asked, staring at him.
“(YN) why would you even ask me that?” he didn’t seem to understand why his daughter was so upset.
“I could be a god damn rocket scientist who is a millionaire, and somehow or another you would still be disappointed in me.”
He shook his head, “that’s not true. I just have such high hopes for you,” he whispered, attempting to not cause a scene. They were supposed to be sharing a touching father and daughter dance, and not arguing.
“I had high hopes for you when I was a kid, but that didn’t matter, you still cheated,” she pulled away from her father as the song came to close.
He stared at her wide eyed, “(YN) that had nothing to do with you. That was and still is between your mother and I.”
“Well you left us, so I think it had something to do with me.”He silently stared at her wide eyed, not sure what to say to her. “I shouldn’t have even come to this,” she sighed, stepping away from him.
“(YN) I want you to know that I love you,” her father stated.
Silently she nodded and walked towards Chan. She didn’t say anything as she sat down, she reached for her drink that Chan had brought her and chugged it. Chan watched knowing that they had said things on the dance floor that had left her upset. As she reached for his drink, he placed his hand lightly on her wrist to stop her. He couldn’t have her getting wasted at this wedding, she would regret it in the morning if she did.
“I’m never going to be enough,” she whispered, staring into his bright eyes.
“That is not true, you are more than enough. You’ve always been enough to me.”
His statement suddenly made her world feel like it was spinning.
As music started playing loudly across the ballroom everyone that had been sitting at their table got up to go dance. The two of them stayed at the table. She was still trying to take in his statement when he said “That is not true, you are more than enough. You’ve always been enough to me.” Her world felt like it was spinning.
Her eyes were locked on his bright ones, and in that moment, she was completely lost in his warm eyes. After the interaction with her father she felt completely and utterly heartbroken, but right in that exact moment she felt like she was going to be okay. She had Chan sitting right across from her letting her know that her father didn’t matter. If he didn’t think she was enough, he was an idiot.
Her heart was racing a million miles an hour as her eyes started to brim with tears once again. Biting her bottom lip, she wasn’t even sure what she should say.
“Are you okay,” Chan asked, growing concerned about her.
Slowly she nodded and whispered, “Am I really enough?”
“I don’t think you are aware how much you mean to me,” he reached over and squeezed her hand. “I came here this weekend because I knew you needed a friend, and because I wanted a chance to see if you would maybe want more…” he hesitated. “(YN) I like you, a lot. I totally understand if you just want a friend, but I want you to know how I feel.”
Her eyes grew wide as shock took over her body. Silently she stared at him, not even sure what to say to him.
“You don’t have to say anything, but I want you to know how I feel. I also want to let you know that I don’t think you should give a single fuck what any of your family thinks about you. Especially your father.”
“Chan, I like you too,” she said, finally speaking up.
He smiled and reached over and rested his hand on her cheek, “did you maybe want to share a dance?”
The music had switched to a slow song, and she couldn’t lie she loved the idea of getting to dance with Chan.
She nodded and stood up, and reached her hand out. He laced his fingers with hers and she led him to the dance floor. They moved through the crowded dance floor that was filled with couples dancing. She stopped and Chan pulled her closer. She wrapped her arms around Chan’s neck and she wrapped his arms around her torso. He bit his bottom lip as he stared at her, it made him happy to see her smiling a little. She looked down at his shirt, suddenly nervous to make eye contact. They had just confessed their feelings to each other and suddenly they were sharing a slow dance.
“You know you are by far the most beautiful girl in this room,” his sweet words caused her to blush.
Glancing up at him through her eyelashes she couldn’t believe this moment was real between them. Suddenly everything seemed like a dream as they swayed to the beat of the song.
“You are quite the charmer Chan,” she blushed.
“I only want to be charming when it comes to you jiga.”
Looking up at him she couldn’t help the big smile that was on face, “I couldn’t have made it through this without you.”
“I’m going to be here for you even after we go home, and I will be your fake boyfriend forever if you need me to be,” he didn’t want to be just her fake boyfriend. “I could also be more if you would want that.” He was putting his heart and the ego on the line right then, but he needed to know that he would take more if she would give him more.
“I want more,” she whispered as they stopped moving and stared at each other.
Without a single word he leaned forward and pressed his lips to her. Their lips moved together as he deepened the kiss he reached up and placed his hand on her cheek holding her close. She knew they were probably causing a scene making out on the dance floor, but she didn’t care. The room could have been on fire and she wouldn’t have even noticed. At that moment nothing seemed to matter other than her and Chan.
Pulling away she whispered, “please take me to our room.”
“Are you sure?” he asked.
She nodded and reached down, taking his hand. She led him through the ballroom and out the large white doors they had entered through. They silently made their way through the hotel and up the elevator. Nothing was said between them but Chan stared at her as if the two of them were the only people in the entire room. Her stomach was doing flips at the thought of what was about to happen.
As they entered the room she made quick work of removing her shoes and turned to look at Chan who was removing his suit jacket. He stared at her wondering if they should just watch a movie and not do anything in the heat of the moment. He was worried she was just acting on her emotions.
She reached behind her to start trying to remove her dress. She turned so her back was to Chan, she knew she was going to need his help removing the dress. He stepped forward and moved her hair to the side and placed a sweet kiss on the back of her neck. A shiver went down her spine at the feeling of his electric touch. Slowly he dragged the zipped down her light blue dress and kissed his way down her spine. She held her eyes closed tight taking in the feeling of his touch.
The dress was a pool at her feet. She turned to face him in nothing but her bra and panties.
They stood in the bedroom knowing that what was about to happen was going to change everything. They had confessed their feelings for each other, but they knew that this was a big step. Chan had made her feel like she was the most important person in the world, and she still wasn’t even able to figure out how to fully process that.
“Chan what is going on here?” she asked, needing to know if he wanted this to happen. Because right then and there she felt as if she needed him with every part of her body and soul.
He was staring at her with lust blown pupils, he had just laid his heart out on the line, and told her that he wanted more. He wanted to give her everything, but this all had to be on her terms.
“I don’t know what's happening,” he said softly.
“Chan, I want this but we’re not just caught up in the illusion of a fake relationship, right?” she sighed as she reached up and rested her hand on his cheek. She needed to make sure that what they felt for each other was real.
“Everything I feel for you has nothing to do with our faking a relationship. I know you think we’re caught up in the moment, but it’s real.”
“I know, I know. It’s just… damnit, I want you,” she sighed. “This has just been such a crazy weekend. I just need to know that this is all real.”
“I know this has been a crazy weekend, but I want you to know that I want you too,” he reassured her. He had a lot of thoughts going through his mind. “I want you so badly. I have for a while, but if you don’t want to do this, we don’t have to. I want you to know that everything I feel for you is real.”
“Promise me that even after we do this, you’ll still want me.” She needed to know that this was all real to him. That this wasn’t part of the illusion.
He leaned forward to give her a quick kiss, and slowly said, “I’ve wanted you for a while, and if you want this to be real. I’ll want you five seconds from now, and even five decades from here on.”
“Okay,” she whispered, stepping away from him.
He stared at her as she reached behind her to remove her strapless bra. As it fell to the floor Chan stared at her in awe for a moment before he started to remove his tie. He untucked his shirt and she stepped forward to help him unbutton his shirt.
Leaning forward he placed a sweet kiss on her forehead, “I’ll never get over how beautiful you are.”
She blushed some more as she finished unbuttoning his shirt.He quickly took off his shoes and removed his socks, and got his pants off.
“Can I touch you?” he asked, staring at her soft body.
She normally wasn’t the most comfortable person being naked, but the way he was looking at her made her feel comfortable.
Silently she nodded, and he reached out and gently massaged her breast. He leaned forward and started kissing her bare shoulder and worked his way up her neck placing gentle bites and wet kisses. She couldn’t help but let a soft moan pass her lips. His hand moved to the top of her undies, and slowly played with the seaming before his hand slid in. His fingers parted her folds and he gently stroked her sensitive nub.
She gasped at his touch, and reached out to palm him through his boxers. He grew harder in her hand as she continued to palm him as he pet her core slowly.
“I need you,” she murmured.
“Okay jiga,” he whispered, removing his hand from her panties.
He reached into his pants pocket and pulled out his wallet to remove his “incase of emergency condom”, he had always carried with him. She removed her undies and crawled on to the bed, and watched as he kicked off his boxers and tore the foil packet open with his teeth. His eyes stayed locked on hers as he rolled the rubber down his length.
Crawling onto the bed he slowly parted her knees and stared down at her for a long moment before finally speaking, “(YN) are you sure you want this right now? We can always wait and do this another time.”
She nodded, “yeah, I want this. I want you.”
“Okay,” he slowly lined up with her entrance. “At any time this is too much for you, just tell me and we can stop right then. Don’t worry about upsetting me, I won’t be upset.”
“Chan I just want this,” she reached for his strong hand that was resting on her round hip.
“Okay,” he whispered as he slowly pushed in.
He leaned forward placing all his weight on his hands as he hovered over her. His hips started to slowly roll as he connected his lips to her for a passionate kiss.
She moaned into his mouth as he slowly picked up his speed.
Throughout her life she had slept with a few people, but sex with Chan was something completely different. She was overwhelmed completely in the best way possible by his touch. He whispered words of praise into her ear causing her to become speechless. Nobody ever in her life had ever said the sweet words he was whispering. It was almost as if he knew all the right things to say. He made her feel as if she was the only person in the world that existed.
He kissed his way down her neck as she moaned his name.
Reaching down to where they were connected, she started to slowly touch herself. The moment Chan realized what she was doing he stared at her in awe, he had seen nothing in his entire life as beautiful as she looked right then.
He moaned her name as he continued to stare at her in awe. She moaned his name back, as she reached up with her hand that wasn’t touching herself and rested it on Chan’s cheek. Their eyes stayed locked on each other as she hit her high. Chan only got about two more thrust in when he hit his own high. He stilled in her and leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers for a sloppy kiss.
Rolling off of her he laid on his back and looked over at her and smiled, “how about we watch a movie?”
She nodded and smiled.
Chan reached down and pulled the covers up to cover them, and reached over to grab the remote. She curled up next to him as they flipped through the list of movies.
She woke up in the middle of the night because she had to pee. She was completely naked, her and Chan didn’t even bother putting clothes on after they had slept together. They hadn’t even left the bed other than getting up to use the restroom. Chan had thrown a robe on once so he could grab them their room service, he had ordered them. She put a robe on just so she wasn’t naked while eating, but the moment they crawled back into bed they shed their clothes.
Crawling back into bed she moved closer to Chan who had woken up. He let out a yawn and smiled at her.
“What time is it?” he asked.
“It’s like four am,” she said softly, rolling on her side next to him.
“Okay,” he yawned, laying right behind her so they were spooning. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to her shoulder, “I want you to be my girlfriend.”
Her eyes went wide taking in what he had just said to her, “Chan are you sure about that?”
He leaned up and with his lips brushing her ear whispered, “I have never been more sure of anything in my life.”
She couldn’t help the smile that was plastered across her face, “okay, let’s talk about it more in the morning when we’re both not half asleep.”
“Is that your way of rejecting me?” he asked with a soft laugh.
“No, I would never reject you Chan. I just don’t want to have this conversation at four in the morning when we’re both half asleep and naked.”
“Okay jiga,” he gently pressed his lips to her shoulder.
Around nine the both woke up and didn’t bring up their conversation they had shared in the middle of the night. Chan wasn’t going to bring up first, he knew that she had a lot going through her mind right then. If he had to, he planned on just bringing it up a couple days after they returned home.
They checked out at about ten thirty and they were on their way back home. About thirty minutes into their drive home she looked over at Chan who was focused on the road.
“Were you serious about what you said?” she needed to know if he regretted anything that had happened between them.
He glanced over at her for a quick second before looking back at the road, “I was one-hundred percent serious about every single thing I said this weekend.”
“Even the part about wanting to be my real boyfriend?” she asked, staring at him. She wanted nothing more than for her to be her actual boyfriend, but she needed to know that this was all real.
“I was very serious about that,” he reached over and rested his hand on her thick thigh and gave it a gentle squeeze.
“Chan please pull over.”
“Why?” he asked as he pulled over on the highway. He put the hazards on and looked over at her confused on why he was pulling over. Part of him was worried she was going to get out of the car and run away.
She reached over the center console and took his face in her hands and connected her lips to his for a sloppy kiss. She pulled away and smiled at him as he looked at her dumbstruck.
“What was that for?” he asked.
“I want you to be my real boyfriend, Chan.”
“I would love to be your real boyfriend,” he had a huge smile on his face.
“Okay you can start driving again,” she leaned back in her seat and buckled up again.
Chan had a huge smile plastered on his face as he turned back onto the highway. He reached over and laced his fingers with hers and squeezed her hand three times.
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chaeqnoir · a month ago
Riding Solo
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pairing! hyunjin x fem!reader
prompt! hyunjin and reader are taking a bus ride home, but hyunjin makes to make it a ride that she'll remember
warnings! fingering, slight dirty talk, slight exhibitionism, public fingering, short drabble, NOT PROOFREAD OR EDITED (i'll edit it later i'm tired)
AN (important)! this is my first time in a while writing and posting a male idol x female reader, so I am starting off with a drabble, but I plan to try and post more of this straight smut in the future, so watch out! also please excuse the crappy writing i wrote this up in 1 hour at 10:00 pm at night : /
It was supposed to be a calming bus ride. An opportunity for the both of you to spend some time together and maybe get a quick power nap in the process. However, Hyunjin made sure that didn’t happen, and as much as you wanted to deny what he was offering you, you couldn’t. You could only sit back and relax, just like Hyunjin wanted to.
You felt the heat between your legs grow as Hyunjin’s piercing gaze met yours, the mere sensation of his fingers brushing your thigh already causing the heat between your legs to grow by leaps and bounds. You bit your lip as his fingers snaked higher up your thigh, making their way underneath your skirt that was conveniently covered by Hyunjin’s jacket to keep anyone else from seeing.
“What are you doing?” You asked in between shaky breaths, biting your lip slightly once his hand finally made its way underneath your thin skirt to your underwear. Meanwhile he nonchalantly pushed the thin piece of fabric aside, sliding a finger up and down your moistened folds in the process.
“Don’t worry pretty girl,” He whispered into your ear, finger pressing against your soft, wet slit just hard enough to a light gasp from you in return. “As long as you stay quiet no one will know.” Hyunjin glided his finger up and down your clit as well, lips barely grazing your neck as you shivered underneath his presence. “Can you do that princess.”
You bet your lip as he spread your wetness across your pussy, eyes closing in attempt to calm yourself and not draw attention. Nevertheless, the more he teased you, the harder it got to contain your approaching moans. But next thing you knew he pressed a finger into your core, a loud moan being stifled from your lips as your hips slightly bucked underneath the jacket. “Good girl.” Hyunjin praised, watching as you contained yourself against the seat. “And don’t worry, there are only 20 minutes left.”
And you could tell those would be the longest 20 minutes of your entire life.
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eifhames · 29 days ago
begging for some soft boyfriend!felix content
red velvet, lee felix.
you + your boyfriend, felix, waking up together!
masterlist! request.
“y/n?” felix’s voice calls from the living room, whilst you, lay in your shared bed together. wallowing in denial of the fact that your peaceful sleep was now over. “angel?”
“yes, yes, i heard you!” you huff, attempting to stay mad at the boy before hearing his laugh shortly after, and you had failed before you’d even begun. shuffling in to your fuzzy socks, you followed the sounds of him humming along to the radio. “hi, baby.” you mutter softly, wrapping your arms around his waist and resting your chin on his shoulder.
knowing that felix was a sucker for back hugs meant he got them regularly, with this time ending like all the others had. he stopped whatever he had been doing to turn you around, practically spinning into his arms with a sweet giggle leaving your lips.
“there she is.” he smiles to himself, his hands spending a moment cupping your cheeks before they fell to your hips, pulling you flush against his chest. “you shouldn’t be allowed to look that good after just waking up, you know that right?”
you let out what could only be described as a scoff of disbelief, he sure did have some nerve.
“okay— mr supermodel.”
although it makes him smile, your words soon make felix frown, any thought of you talking badly about yourself or looks confused him. if only you could see yourself through his eyes, through everyones eyes. over the course of your relationship felix had learnt many things, your favourite film, colour, food and day of the week, but he had also learnt that loving yourself was something just he would have to do for now. not that he minded, loving you was one of the best things to ever happen to him, but the poor boy was more than baffled when you had broken down to him. through tears and hiccuping cries, he had realised that no matter what he did, you would still disagree.
so he started saying it, not that he didn’t before but his words seemed to be more impactful. he had spent hours talking to his band members, asking them what it means for somebody’s love language to be words of affirmation as well as physical touch, he was clueless.
now he knew. and he was never letting it go.
“you know you’d wipe the floor with me if you accepted my invite if hyunjin photographing the both of us.”
“what are you making?”
“your favourite.” he says, a proud smile on his lips as he felt you lean into him, hiding your face in his chest. red velvet. he was making you a red velvet cake first thing of a morning, with no real explanation. you didn’t question it, you’d learnt not to.
“i love you.” you muttered into his chest, feeling his arms tighten around you, ever so slightly.
“i should hope so.”
you tutted are his response, freeing him of your hold and walking away. you didn’t get far when his hand clasped your wrist and spun you back into your previous position.
“i love you too.”
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