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http-jeetjisungjult-skz · 3 years ago

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Voyeurism (l.m.h) 4

Word Count: 3318

a/n: Thank God I edited this because I wasn’t going to but thought oh what the hell and I asked myself after editing “Was I drunk writing this?” the spelling errors where HORRIBLE. anyway. I know it had been forever so I gave you guys this little snippet. I hope it’s enough until next time I find enough motivation haha...

“I’m a little concerned about my, Y/n…” Felix said, standing above you as you ate your lunch.

“Very funny, Lix…” you said dryly as he slid into the seat beside you.

“Seriously. You haven’t been to a frat party in like a month. What gives?”

“Just not feeling it…” you said, taking a sip of your coffee.

“Are you still grieving over changbin?”

“He’s not dead, Lix!” you snapped before sighing. “I-I dunno… Maybe it was wrong of me. I just felt… dirty…” you mumbled. “I still feel dirty… getting used by them.”

Felix nodded. “I get that,” he agreed. “So have you been keeping up on everyone?” You shook your head. You had felt so off you hadn’t even been focusing on everyone’s Paraphilias. “Geeze, something must be really wrong then.” He sighed, “Hey look... just because cuckolding and exhibitionism isn’t your thing doesn’t mean that you don’t like sex! Right?”

“You can stop trying to make me feel better…”

“I’m serious!” Felix assured. “Seungmin and I don't do anything weird!”

“God, just you and Seungmin being together is weird in general,” you shuttered.

“Ouch, harsh,” Seungmin chuckled, walking up and handing a coffee to Felix. Decaf of course. “But seriously, it’s depressing seeing you like this.”

“What would you like me to do, Seungmin? Call Minho up and ask for a good fuck?”

“Maybe,” Seungmin smirked.

You scoffed, “You’re ridiculous.”

“Look,” Felix started. “Right now, everyone pretty much sees you as off limits. You need to fucking someone and spread a rumor so that people know you’re up and running again!”

“But I’m not up and running, Felix.”

“Yeah, well let’s fix that. How about… him!” Felix said, pointing across the cafe.

You choked on your coffee. “Chris Bang?” you shrieked. All three of you quickly looked away as he turned at the sound of his name. “Are you crazy?!” you spat in a hushed tone after he turned back around.

“Well he’s very available.”

“Yeah because he’s the president of Sigma Kappa Zeta and he’s very picky! What makes you think he’ll just sleep with me for shits and giggles?!”

“Um, free blowjob?” Seungmin guessed sheepishly.

I need new friends. I need new friends.

“Um, never say that again,” you said with a tight smile.

“We just need to give you a bit of a glow up, you’re looking very… comfy…” Felix laughed nervously.

“I will kill you.”

“I know you will,” Felix whimpered, hiding behind Seungmin.

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“I feel ridiculous,” you hissed at Felix as he pushed you into the student events center.

Felix had somehow convinced you to get dressed into a tight black lace dress for the fraternity Halloween bash and you felt like a slut in a porn film that was about to get railed. Along with the dress was a pair of black lingerie under, along with a cute little bowtie, black bunny ears and a fluffy black bunny tail. You whined as he shoved you.

“You look hot, now let’s go!”

“N-no! I don’t want to!” you cried, pushing away from the door.

“Come on, y/n.”

“This thing shows every fat fold!”

“Yeah! Cause you’re sexy! Now go!”

You pouted as he finally got you into the venue. “Felix!”

“Come on, Sexy!” He said, fixing your tail.

“This is dumb…”

“It is not, now let’s go get Mr. Bang’s attention!”

“Shush!”

“Alright, how about this. You go get some drinks for a confidence boost for the both of us, and I’ll go scope out where Mr. Hottie is,” Felix winked before walking off in his vampire costume.

You sighed, pulling your own dress down as you walked over to the refreshments table. You began to pour a cup before a familiar voice began talking behind you, startling you, and making you drop the cup on the floor, spilling the punch.

“Shit…”

“Well… look who it is,” Minho tisked, standing in a devil costume. Ironic. You ignored it. “Come on, love. Haven’t you missed me?”

“Fuck off,” you mumbled as you poured a new cup. Minho didn’t find it amusing.

“What the fuck is your problem with me?”

“I never asked you to bother me. Leave me alone. You’re like straight out of a horror movie! Stalker...”

“Don’t flatter yourself,” Minho scoffed.

“Let me spell this out for you. Get the fuck out of my way, Lee Minho,” you said, holding onto the cup with a death grip.

“Oh let me guess. You had feelings for our little Binnie, but I ruined it?”

“Shut the fuck up,” you spat. “Why don’t you go bother one of your whores and fuck them on a table in front of everyone, yeah?”

“You didn’t answer my question.”

“It doesn’t fucking matter,” you spat, “and honestly it’s sad how you’ve missed me so much after all this time,” you said before turning to walk away.

Minho’s blood boiled and he took the spiked punch in his hand, throwing it at you. You froze as the red solo cup made harsh contact with your back, the punch splattering all of your dress, the sticky liquid beginning to drip down your legs. Your body tensed as you moved to turn back to him, but the liquid on the floor, and the lack of tread on your heels, caused you to slip and fall, landing harshly on your ass.

Your eyes filled with furious tears as Minho laughed at you obnoxiously. Him staring down at you, while everyone around you did nothing but laugh, was humiliating. You felt horrible, sliding around the wet floor before a hand reached out.

At first you thought it was Minho attempting to further humiliate you, but as you looked up there was one boy unamused by the accident. He was dressed as a prince (how fitting), his hand held out in front of him as he waited for you to accept it, and with any dignity you had left, you took it.

He eagerly pulled you up, wrapping his arm tightly around you as you began to lose your footing once again. “I’m sorry,” you apologized. “I’m all sticky.”

“I like sticky…” he blurted without a thought, and you giggled, looking into his eyes. All the other laughing had stopped, and everyone had found the situation boring, going off to find something more interesting.

“Y-you-” you giggled. “You like sticky?”

“Ah… I guess that sounds pretty bad, huh?”

“Depends on who you ask,” you said, your eyes glimmering with curiosity. You had never seen this boy before. “I’m y/n.”

“I’m Han Jisung,” he smiled.

“Thanks for helping me up,” you said, peeking around his arm to see Minho storming off like a child.

“Minho was being immature,” Jisung assured as you carefully took a step away.

You stopped moving. “Oh, you know him?” you asked disappointed.

“Yeah! He’s actually my frat brother. He’s an ass though,” Jisung shaking his head. “Chan tells me to stay away from him.”

“You’re in that frat?” you asked. “I’ve never seen you at a party…”

“I’m not a fan of parties…” he chuckled nervously. “The only reason I’m at this one is because we’re required.”

“My friend forced me to come to this one,” you said, pulling down your dress once again. “He dressed me too…”

“He did a good job…” Jisung said, looking you over.

“O-oh…” you blushed, “Thank you…”

“You look… wow…”

“Thank you,” you smiled. “You look cute…”

“Y/n! Come on! Mr.- Oh…” Felix pouted looking Jisung over.

You raised your eyebrows at Felix. “Did you not just see that whole scene?”

“I was too busy staring at Mr. Bangs ass…” he whispered in your ear, and you rolled your eyes.

“Lix, this is Jisung,” you introduced.

“Oh, I know,” Felix nodded.

“You know?”

“He’s actually my model in art! In return, I sing on some tracks for him,” Felix said. “He’s also my roommate! He has hell of a body-”

“Are you two…?”

“Oh, no,” Jisung assured. “He is, but I’m straight.”

“Oh, I know,” you smiled. “He’s dating my best friend.”

“Anyway,” Jisung chuckled, amused. “Lix, would you let me dance with y/n?”

“Oh!” he said, before pulling off of you. “Of course!”

“Is Minnie coming?” you asked Felix as you stepped away.

“Yeah. He’s probably gonna dress up like something dorky,” Felix snickered as Jisung pulled you.

“Tell him, I’ll catch up with him later!”

“Will do!”

As Felix finished talking, you turned to walk with Jisung before beginning to dance with him.

“Hand policy?” Jisung joked.

“Cute. You’re asking before you grope me,” you smirked.

“Hey! I never said anything about groping. Maybe that’s what you want though…?” he joked.

“Hand Policy? Whatever you’re feeling…”

He smiled. “I like the sound of that.” He immediately gripped your waist and you melted into his touch against your own will. His hands were firm but gentle, strong but careful. You wrapped your arms around his neck with a smile.

“So, you’re in a frat, huh? You don’t seem like the type…” you hummed.

Jisung chuckled, shaking his head, “I know Chan from music theory. He convinced me. Said it would be good for me, and would help me come out of my shell.”

“And?”

“I still hate big crowds,” Jisung shrugged. “But I’m glad I came today. Otherwise I wouldn’t be dancing with a beautiful girl.”

“Oh please,” you excused blushing before his eyes flicked down to your lips.

“Can I kiss you?”

You looked up into his pretty eyes, large and seemingly filled with the most delicious chocolate. Without thinking, you answered him by pressing your own lips against his. He hummed against your lips, his hands wandering lower to your ass, squeezing gently. You sighed, pressing against him more, and tightened your arms around his neck.

An hour and a half later, one dance led to a make-out session which led to being slammed against the inside of Han Jisung’s dorm door as his hands were between your legs, his lips on your neck.

“J-jisung… please…” you gasped as he rubbed your clit over your very thin panties.

“Say it, again…” Jisung purred.

“Please, Jisung…” you moaned. “Please, just fuck me already…”

“Glady,” he mumbles into your ear, unbuckling the pants to his costume and pulling up your dress. He led you over to his bed before reading for a condom and slipping it on.

“Jisung…” you whined.

“Okay! I’m here,” he said, kicking off his pants before placing himself above you. “Fuck, you look so fucking beautiful,” he purred, moving to kiss your lips as he stroked his cock.

“Please…” you said, rolling your hips and Jisung hissed before pushing his length into you slowly. “Oh fuck yes!”

Jisung chuckled, “there’s more.”

“Mmm give me it all… I can take it, please… give me your cock Ji…”

“You think?” he said with hooded eyes as he pushed his cock so deep, it was deep enough to hit your cervix.

“F-fuck…” you whimpered, clenching around him. “R-ruin me, Sungie…” you cried.

“Gladly,” he grunted before beginning to ram into you at an overly eager speed. If he continued, you were sure to cum within a minute or two. “Take my cock so good.”

“Sung!” you cried, reaching for his hand. He instantly responded, intertwining his fingers with yours before pressing a hot, messy kiss on your lips. You squeezed his hands tightly, as your walls clenched around his dick, and with a cry against his lips you were coming around him.

“So good,” he grunted, before he could feel his cock twitch and he was coming hard into the condom. “F-fuck…”

You took a heavy breath, moving to take off the rest of your costume. “I want more…” you whimpered, pulling at his shirt and smiled as he pulled off.

“More huh?” He panted.

“More of your cock…” you whined, thrusting up around him. “More…”

“Okay,” he mumbled, making sure every piece of clothing was on the floor. You eagerly took his hands and placed them on your breasts. “Come on, Sungie…”

Jisung moaned at the way your tits looked in his hand, and you could feel him growing hard inside of you once again. “So perfect,” he mumbled, reaching down to kiss them.

“Want to… want to fuck them?” You purred and his eyes lit up with eager lust. “Yeah?” You giggled.

“Can I?” He said, moving to take off the full condom as he pulled out.

You nodded. “Please…”

“They’re so perfect,” he said, admiring your tits as you pushed them together with your hands. Eagerly, he pushed the head of his semi hard cock against the valley if you’re breasts before pushing him length between the soft mounds of fat and skin.

“Hmm, you like this?” You teased as Jisung quickly began to lose control.

“Shit baby, your tits are fucking hot.”

“Yeah? You gonna cum all over my pretty tits?”

“Ah, s-shit…” he stuttered as his dick began to twitch again. Your eyes practically rolled to the back of your head in pleasure as you watched the head of his cock peek out from between your boobs with each thrust.

You looked up at him, sticking out your tongue, ready to taste his cum, or any cum for that matter, for the first time. The sight of you with your tongue out through Jisung over the edge and soon thick spurts of cum shot all over your face.

“Shit…” he moaned, reaching for a few tissues as you licked up what you could.

You kept your grip on him as he plopped beside you. Though it was a bit quick, you remember the talk you had with him before, and knowing that he was just as inexperienced as you comforted you in a way you didn’t know you could be.

“Are we going to sleep?” you asked confused, and Jisung began to sit up. “Wait here…” he said, getting out of bed. You watch curiously as he disappeared into his closet.

“Here,” he said, throwing you his yellow flannel. “It’s really warm.”

“Thank you,” you whispered, wrapping it around you as you curled up under his sheets. Jisung smiled before pulling back the blankets and climbing in beside you.

“You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve seen,” he hums, burying his face in your neck as he wraps his arms around you. “You’re perfect.”

“D-don’t be ridiculous,” you whispered.

“I mean it,” he said before letting out a yawn. “I liked you a lot…”

You looked at him with wide eyes. Had you two not just met? “I-I like you a lot you too…”

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“You fucked my roommate?” Felix asked, shocked. “Wow! I mean, I could feel the tension but I didn’t know you guys would actually fuck!”

“It was really good…” you smiled.

“I bet! Jisung is totally hot!” Felix chirped and you began to giggle, seeing Seungmin’s expression. “Of course, so is my own boyfriend…” he laughed awkwardly.

“Mhm,” Seungmin tisked. “No more coffee for you.”

“Whatever!” he excused. “y/n, tell us about the sex!”

Your eyes grew wide. “Would you shut up?! We’re in a public place!”

“Right…” Felix smiled sheepishly. “My bad…”

“It was… good…” you smiled. “He’s really sweet. Good aftercare… great body…” you began to zone out in a daydream.

“Oooh I think y/n is finally in love!” Felix cheered.

Seungmin scoffed. “Oh come on, Felix. She’s known this guy for a day.”

“But he’s a really good guy!” Felix pouted. “I mean it!”

“You only think that because he’s hot,” Seungmin scoffed again.

“Aw… did I hurt little Minnie’s feelings?” Felix teased, and Seungmin huffed, turning away. “Of course, you’re much hotter than him. Especially when you-”

“Okay!” you interpreted. “I don’t want to hear about it!”

“Oh come on, Y/n. Don’t you want to hear about our kinks?”

“No!” you answer immediately. “I do not.”

“Boring!” Felix complained before leaning against Seungmin.

“Well… I have math class to get to,” you said, getting up from your seat.

“Sure you do,” Seungmin scoffed, watching you go. “Don’t get pregnant!”

“Shut up!” you squeaked. “I really do have math,” you said, your face burning before running off away from the dining hall, but unfortunately for you, someone had began to pick up on your routine.

“So, where you headed sweetheart?” Minho asked, pulling off the wall he was leaning against to follow you.

“You again, really?” you scoffed. “I thought maybe cussing you out would talk some sense into you.”

“Very cute.”

“I’m not cute,” you snapped. “Now leave me alone.”

“No,” Minho said, with a smirk. “I think I’m going to make your life a living hell.”

“It’s not going to work this time you know? Jisung isn’t completive like Changbin is, and he actually likes me.”

“You sure he just doesn’t like your tits?” Minho scoffed. “I mean, there kind of small, but hey they’re boobs right?”

You rolled your eyes. “Jisung likes me for more then just my tits. He’s not superficial like you. He’s not a fucking whore.”

Minho smirked as he cut you off by stepping in front of you. “But you are.”

“No, I’m not!”

“Really? Cause last time I checked you fucked two guys within the span of an hour, and one of them was in the middle of a frat party.”

Your face began to heat up in anger. “You manipulated me!”

“Did I?” he asked, cocking his head to the side. “Prove it.”

“What the fuck is your problem?!”

“You are, y/n. You’re my problem.”

“Then just leave me alone!” you cried, shoving him to the side. You wouldn’t give into his manipulation. You wouldn’t let him just bend the story like that!

Minho harshly grabbed your arm making you cry out in pain. “I’ll do whatever the fuck I please.”

“Minho!” a voice suddenly snapped, and you turned your head so that your tearful eyes could see who was there. Chris Bang. What horrible luck you had. He would probably scold you for causing drama in his frat, or being a whore like Minho said you were, but he surprised you.

“Why are you bothering her again?! I thought you and Changbin had an agreement.”

Minho rolled his eyes, looking around. “I don’t see Changbin around anywhere. Do you, Chan?”

“Cut the shit.”

“We were just having a civilized conversation,” Minho said, but Chan cocked his eyebrow in doubt as he looked at your obviously upset expression. You only avoided his gaze, looking at the ground like a kicked pup. You didn’t want to cause anymore trouble.

“Sorry for the trouble,” Chan apologized, nudging Minho to walk. “We’ll be leaving you alone from now on.”

“T-thank you…” you managed to say.

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http-jeetjisungjult-skz · 3 years ago

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Favorite Crime (b.c.)

Bang Chan x Trainee! Reader

TW: Idol Hate, Manipulation, Death Threats, Bullying, Mentions and Thoughts of Suicide.

Word Count: 1224

“The things I did… Just so I could call you mine.”

“Chan, you know we aren’t supposed to be doing this,” you mumbled against his lips as you sat on his lap on top of the couch. “If someone catches us-”

“They won’t,” Chan said, shaking his head. “They won’t know. The best they know we’re just coworkers.”

“Chan…”

“Don’t you trust me?” he hummed, holding your face with a gentle hand.

You bit your lip before nodding. “Of course I do, but-”

“Then trust me,” he said, “I’ll take care of it all,” he assured before pressing another gentle kiss to your lips. The intimacy was soft and delicate, as his hands slid down your waist to hold you by your hips. His lips were a soft cushion against your own, and you could taste the faint essence of tea on his lips as he continued to kiss you, and as he pushed you down on the couch in the studio, you prayed that the door was locked.

That was years ago. That was the first time that you and Chan had revealed your feelings to each other. Ever since then you had both broken more than a couple dozen rules, but you didn’t care because you loved him.

And even as you watched him debut without you, doe-eyed, you put on a smile for him because you know you loved him so bad. You knew things would become so much harder to hide.

Even as you started on a survival show on Mnet, your heart still fluttered at the mention of Chan because he was who you really loved. Yet, you had to hide it from all the other trainees. No one could find out.

You never expected it to break like this, making such a mess, ruining your own life. How did the pictures get out? You had been so careful to barely even leave the company building. When all your interactions until then had been in the studio, how could you both have been so stupid to be together outside of the company. Didn’t you both know that there were eyes everywhere?!

And then you went missing, and Chan was tied up like a wild animal, kept in a cage with no way out to even search for you or to check that you were okay.

He couldn’t even find out if you were okay.

Chan let out a sigh as he slipped into the cold bathroom. Finally a moment to himself, a moment to fall apart.

As he locked the door he could feel the tears begin to form in his eyes, his throat tightening. He began to run the water of the sink, hoping the noise would block out the sound of his sobs, as he finally let go.

The tightness in his throat broke like a dam, and sobs immediately began to leave his mouth. All the things that happened to you, all those rumors and horrible comments, they were his fault, weren’t they?

He just wanted to call you his girlfriend, and it was selfish looking at all the damage he did for his own happiness.

Why would he even love that ugly bitch?

I bet the only reason she dates him is because she sucks his dick good.

A beached whale weighs less than her I bet. What a fucking ugly whore.

Chan really betrayed all the stays to just date some spoiled little trainee?

It was all his fault that you had taken the pain and swallowed it like a burning shot of alcohol, only for it to come right back out in a horrible argument.

Do you know how close I was to killing myself because of these comments?! And you’re not going to say anything to stay?! I know you see the comments! Don’t you see the way I’m hurting?!

Of course he did! God, he saw it so well. It broke his heart, but the company had his hands tied so tight he wasn’t even allowed to do any Vlives at the moment.

He saw the comments, he saw the articles, he saw everything.

Trainee L/N Y/N, better known as the producer Tigress, has been eliminated from the Mnet show Universe 101. Mnet hadn’t specified why, but the assumptions are that it is because of the harsh backlash she had faced from her recent dating scandal. Though it is a shock considering how loyal her fans were, nothing can be done now.

L/N Y/N was speculated to debut as the final member of My Universe as Venus. Fan’s are now scrambling to figure out the true Debut lineup, and many L/N Y/N fans are fighting to get her back in the lineup.

It was his own fans who had ruined the life of the women he loved so dearly, so it was his fault your life was ruined. Right?

He felt so stupid as to let the secret of your producer name slip through his fingers. Though he hadn’t been the one to reveal it, maybe it was his fault for not hiding it better. He had been so stupid to see you outside of the company?! Your things were in his studio. He talked about you so much, making sure it was anonymous. How could he not? You were so amazing and beautiful, but now he had messed it all up.

Now he couldn’t find you. You weren’t answering your phone, and his manager wouldn’t leave him alone. He could barely even breath as he began to slash his face with water. He remembers the day you met so clearly. It was clean cut in his mind. And ever since the day they debuted, you were fighting so hard to debut so you could perform right beside them, but that dream was destroyed now, burnt up in inexhaustible flames.

All the things he did? He ruined your life just so he could call you “mine”? He was so selfish. And were you there? Waiting for him on the dorm doorstep? Or at your secret spot? He wondered if you waited for him, your heart throbbing, your soul begging for a proper goodbye? Chan couldn’t give that to you. He couldn’t even give it to himself. He couldn’t get away from the company and the prying eyes of the public. He would give up his whole career for you, but the boys? The kids? You wouldn’t want that. And the prying eyes of the Saesangs and fans wouldn’t even let you have freedom if you both quit.

Chan had no choice but to sit here and feel horrible about the way you were treated. And he knew he couldn’t do anything. He stared down at the running water of the sink. He wished he could drown in it. He wished he could suffocate all the suffering along with his own oxygen, but it doesn’t work like that, and he had to leave as a knock sounded on the door.

“Chan, you good in there?” It was Changbin.

“Y-yeah,” Chan called out, his voice cracking as he wiped his tears. He would be okay like he always was. He would push it down and put on a smile. Wasn’t that what he always did? He would pretend he wasn’t broken.

He’d pretend there was one heart broke, four hands bloody. And the broken heart wouldn’t be his.

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