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ivyues · 2 days ago
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Unfiltered Beauty: Stray Kids' reactions to their S/O not wearing makeup often
Bang Chan
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You sat on the couch in Chan’s studio, scrolling through your phone while he adjusted the levels on his track. You’d come straight from home in a hoodie, hair tied back, and no makeup on.
“Can you stop?” Chan suddenly said, leaning back in his chair.
“Stop what?” you asked, looking up at him in confusion.
“Being so distracting,” he said, smirking.
You furrowed your brow. “I’m literally sitting here doing nothing.”
“Exactly,” he replied, spinning his chair toward you. “You’re sitting there, looking all natural and gorgeous, and it’s ruining my focus.”
You rolled your eyes, fighting a smile. “So, you’re saying I look better without makeup? That’s just a roundabout way of dissing my makeup skills.”
“No way!” he protested, leaning his elbow on the armrest of his chair as he grinned at you.. “Your makeup skills are great, but you don’t need them. You’re stunning just as you are.”
“Nice save,” you teased, laughing as his grin widened.
Lee Know
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Lee Know leaned against the doorway, watching you on the floor surrounded by his beloved cats. You were wearing one of his oversized shirts, your hair loose, and your face completely bare. Dori lay sprawled in your lap, soaking up your affection, while Soonie eagerly chased the string you were wiggling.
“What?” you asked when you noticed him staring, your voice tinged with curiosity.
“You look so…at home,” he said softly, a smile tugging at his lips.
You looked down at his shirt, then at the cats. “Well, your clothes are comfy, and your cats worship me. What can I say? I fit right in.”
He chuckled, walking over to crouch next to you. His hand gently brushed a strand of hair away from your face. “No makeup, messy hair, and still managing to outshine everything in this room,” he murmured, his eyes warm as they met yours.
You smirked, leaning closer. “Even Dori?”
His lips twitched into a grin. “Okay, let’s not get carried away.” He pressed a quick kiss on your lips before scooping Dori off your lap. “But you’re definitely a close second.”
Changbin
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Steam billowed out of the bathroom as you stepped into the bedroom, wrapped in a fluffy towel. Your damp hair fell over your shoulders, and your freshly scrubbed face glowed naturally. Changbin looked up from his phone and froze, his eyes lingering on you.
“What?” you asked, shifting under his gaze as you walked to the closet.
“Nothing,” he said, setting his phone aside. “I just realized something.”
You turned, curious. “What?”
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you wear makeup around me,” he said thoughtfully, standing up and walking toward you.
You blinked. “Really? I mean, I only wear it for big events or when I’m feeling fancy. Otherwise, it’s too much work.”
His lips curved into a smile. “I like that. It feels like you’re showing me the most real version of yourself. That’s special.”
You softened at his words. “It’s not really a big deal, though.”
“It is to me,” he said, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer. “You’re beautiful just the way you are. No makeup, no filters, just you.”
You smiled, leaning into his chest. “Thanks, Binnie. You’re pretty great, too.”
“Of course I am,” he teased. “But better get dressed before I spend the next hour telling you how amazing you are.”
Hyunjin
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You walked out of your room wearing light makeup for a casual outing with Hyunjin. He looked up from his phone, his eyes widening as he took in your appearance.
“You’re wearing makeup?” he asked, standing up.
“Yeah, I felt like it today,” you replied, adjusting your jacket. “Why, does it look bad?”
“No,” he said quickly, shaking his head. “It’s just…you don’t usually wear it. It’s like seeing a rare art piece that’s been hidden in a museum vault.”
You laughed, rolling your eyes. “You’re so dramatic, Hyunjin.”
He grinned, stepping closer to study your face. “Maybe, but it’s true. You’re already a masterpiece, whether it’s painted or not.”
You smiled, leaning up to kiss him on the cheek. “You’re too much, you know that?”
“I know,” he said with a wink. “But you love me for it.”
Han
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Han came home after a long day at the studio to find you in the kitchen, humming to yourself as you stirred something on the stove. You were wearing one of his hoodies, your face bare, and your hair in a messy bun.
“Hey,” he greeted, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind.
You turned your head to smile at him. “Hey, you’re home early.”
He rested his chin on your shoulder, inhaling the comforting scent of your shampoo. “You’re like a walking comfort zone.”
You chuckled. “Is that a compliment?”
“The best kind,” he said, pressing a kiss to your shoulder. “No makeup, no stress, just you being perfect.”
Felix
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You were tying your sneakers, ready to head out for a quick grocery run with Felix. As you stood up, he glanced at you, his eyes lighting up.
“You’re not wearing makeup?” he asked, smiling softly.
“Do I need it for the groceries?” you teased, grabbing your bag.
“No,” he said, shaking his head. “I love that about you. You don’t feel like you need to impress anyone.”
“Well,” you said, bumping his shoulder playfully, “I still want to impress you.”
He reached for your hand, lacing your fingers together. “You already impress me every single day. Makeup or not, you’re perfect.”
Seungmin
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Seungmin was scrolling through his phone while you cleaned up after dinner. He paused on a photo of you from a recent formal event and held it up.
“This one’s nice,” he said.
“Thanks,” you replied, glancing at the screen. “I did the makeup myself.”
He grinned mischievously. “It’s good.”
“Good? Just good?” you said, pretending to be offended, crossing your arms.
He chuckled, his gaze softening. “I mean, you don’t really need it. You look better without it anyway.”
You smirked, lightly slapping the back of his head with the towel. “You’re lucky I like you, Seungmin.”
I.N
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You felt exhausted, so you put on a little makeup to cover up the dark circles under your eyes before your boyfriend came over. When he arrived, he tilted his head, studying your face.
“You’re wearing makeup?” he asked softly.
“Yeah,” you admitted, rubbing your arm. “I didn’t sleep well last night. I'm feeling tired and didn’t want to look like it too.”
He stepped closer, gently taking your hands. “You don’t need this,” he said with a small smile. “I like you the way you are, even when you’re tired or feeling off. You’re always my favorite person.”
You felt your heart swell at his words. “Thanks, Jeongin.”
He grinned, squeezing your hands. “Now come on. Let’s watch a movie and relax. We can also take a nap if you want.”
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wendyyyyyyyy · 2 days ago
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"The Princess and her Eight Knights"
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Pairing : skz x fem reader (9th member, maknae)
Synopsis : Skz members taking care of you during that time of your month, while you were on tour.
Warning : No warning at all. Just pure fluff and wholesomeness all the way.
Enjoy!
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The day of the concert was already shaping up to be chaotic, and you weren’t exactly in the best mood. During soundcheck the day before, you had been snappy and bratty with everyone, but the boys knew better than to take it personally. Felix, being your self-proclaimed “bestie,” had pulled Hyunjin aside with a knowing smirk, whispering, “It’s time.”
“Again?” Hyunjin muttered with a sigh, rolling his eyes. But there was no annoyance behind it—only quiet understanding.
Felix, ever prepared, pulled out his phone and checked the tracker he’d set up for you months ago. You were too lazy to bother with one yourself, so he had taken it upon himself to track it for you, much to your embarrassment. “Yep. She probably doesn't even realize it yet.”
Later that evening, Hyunjin and Lee Know made a quick convenience store stop. While it was still to grab their own essentials, they secretly loaded their basket with your favorite ice cream and a stash of chocolates.
“She’ll be insufferable if we don’t have these,” Lee Know muttered with a smirk.
“She’s already insufferable,” Hyunjin shot back, chuckling as he placed the items on the counter.
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Fast forward to the day of the concert.
You were doing your best to push through. The lights were blinding, the screams of STAY filling the massive venue as adrenaline coursed through your veins. But halfway through one of the songs, you began to feel an all-too-familiar discomfort—a dull ache in your abdomen, along with that unsettling dampness.
You froze, panic rising in your chest as you realized what had happened. You tried to continue performing, but the next time you turned, Seungmin’s sharp eyes caught the faint but noticeable red stain forming on your white pants, just above your hip.
Without a word, Seungmin took off his jacket mid-performance and draped it around your waist, securing it tightly. The move was subtle, but STAY noticed, gasps and murmurs rippling through the crowd. You wanted to cry from embarrassment, but there wasn’t time to dwell on it.
Han, quick on his feet, immediately moved toward you, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder as he led you off stage. “Come on, let’s get you changed,” he whispered, his tone gentle.
The fans watched as the boys seamlessly adjusted their positions on stage, filling in for you without skipping a beat. Their professionalism was flawless, but their care for you was even more apparent, and the entire venue seemed to soften at the sight.
. . .
Backstage, you were still mortified. By the time you changed and cleaned up, the concert was wrapping up, and you felt the weight of the day crashing down on you.
Back at the hotel, you curled up in bed, ready to hide from the world. But that peace didn’t last long. A knock on your door made you groan, and when you opened it, Changbin stood there with the biggest grin on his face, holding out a hot pack.
“Special delivery!” he announced, wiggling the hot pack in his hand. “Look, it has my face on it. You’re welcome.”
You let out a laugh despite yourself, grabbing it from him. “Seriously? Only you would do this.”
But before you could shut the door, Hyunjin and Felix appeared, carrying bags of goodies. “Don’t think you’re getting rid of us,” Felix teased.
Hyunjin smirked as he plopped down on your bed, holding up a tub of your favorite ice cream. “We come bearing gifts.”
Soon, the rest of the boys filed in—Lee Know with a bag of chocolates, I.N clutching a stack of your favorite DVDs, and Han holding a fluffy blanket he had swiped from his own room.
“Group movie night!” I.N declared, setting up the portable DVD player on the desk.
“Guys, I’m fine. Really,” you tried to protest, but they weren’t having it.
“You say that, but you were crying over a jacket an hour ago,” Seungmin quipped, earning a chorus of laughs.
Changbin handed you the hot pack, his tone suddenly soft. “Seriously, though. You don’t have to be embarrassed. We’ve got you, okay?”
“Always,” Chan added from his spot on the couch, busy working on his laptop, but with a warm smile on his face.
And just like that, the room filled with laughter and teasing as you all settled in for the night. You felt a little embarrassed still, but more than that, you felt loved.
. . .
The next morning, “The Princess and Her Eight Knights” was trending on X. Clips of Seungmin wrapping his jacket around you, Han leading you backstage, and the way all of them subtly taking care of you had gone viral, with fans swooning over how considerate they were.
Chan showed you the hashtag over breakfast, a small smile on his face. “Looks like STAY thinks you’re royalty now.”
You rolled your eyes, but deep down, you couldn’t help but feel a little like a princess—because you had eight knights who always had your back.
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seungmings · 3 days ago
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Merry Christmas to seungmin and the handsome ghost
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feelbokkie · 1 day ago
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📱 Dad!SKZ Making Lunchboxes for MiniRacha 📱
☀️Feelbokkie M.list☀️
genre: crack & fluff (mostly crack)
pov: 2nd person
description: texts with dad!skz when they show you how they made school lunch for the kids
pairing: dad!changbin x gn!reader
warnings: pictures of food
screenshot count: 32
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방찬 (Bang Chan)
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이민�� (Lee Know)
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서창빈 (Changbin)
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황현진 (Hyunjin)
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한지성 (Han)
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이용복 (Felix)
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김승민 (Seungmin)
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양정인 (I.N)
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idixtinlxve · 2 days ago
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Reaction to As we are M/V // Kim Seungmin
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Pairing: Kim Seungmin x fem!reader
Genre: Fake texts, fluff, high school sweethearts
Warnings: Seungmin kinda bullies Y/n (only a little though cause he’s in lurv)
Author’s note: This video was so cute and I loved it so here’s part 3 of the series!
My requests are open if you want to send me ideas to write!
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dumdrop · 1 day ago
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SEUNGMIN!!!
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SEUNGMIN — AS WE ARE
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tinytinyblogs · 3 days ago
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Does My Shirt Smell?
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Prank them by asking them to smell your shirt, only to lean in and kiss their forehead instead—then watch their reaction!
Hyung line, Maknae line
Stray Kids Masterlist 1.0 & 2.0
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Han
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Han couldn't suppress the shy smile creeping across his face as your lips brushed against his forehead. The warmth lingered, and for a moment, he froze, his thoughts spiraling into the meaning behind your sudden gesture. When he realized you’d asked him that question just to prank him, a soft chuckle escaped his lips. "Ah, you're playing dirty," he muttered, turning his head to the side in a futile attempt to hide his amusement. His heart betrayed him, though, as his lips stretched into a wide, helpless grin. He tried to keep his composure, but it was no use. You had a way of breaking down his walls effortlessly. With a deep breath, he turned back to you, his gaze now filled with both adoration and mischief. Slowly, he reached out, his hand finding its place on your waist, pulling you closer until the space between you was nearly nonexistent. "What should I do with you?" he murmured, his voice low but tinged with affection. His eyes searched yours, a mix of playful exasperation and undeniable tenderness reflecting in them. "You're too adorable and lovable for your own good," he added with a slight shake of his head, as though scolding you for the effect you had on him. Yet, the corners of his mouth betrayed him, curling into another smile.
As his fingers gently caressed your cheek, his touch was featherlight, as though afraid you might disappear if he wasn’t careful. The moment felt suspended in time, his focus entirely on you. Leaning in, he pressed a soft kiss to your forehead, mirroring the one you’d given him earlier. It was slow and deliberate, his way of savoring the fleeting intimacy of the moment. "You make me fall for you even more every single day," he confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. There was a vulnerability in his tone that he rarely let show, and it made his words hit even harder. "It’s bad, you know," he continued, his thumb brushing against your cheek as his eyes held yours. "Now I can’t let you go." His arms tightened slightly around your waist, grounding himself in the reality that you were right here, with him. The world around you seemed to fade, leaving just the two of you in this bubble of shared warmth and affection. "What am I going to do with you?" he asked again, his voice soft, almost as if he were asking himself. You laughed lightly, the sound melting into the air between you, and Han couldn’t help but smile in return. "I guess I’ll just have to keep falling," he said at last, his voice filled with a mix of resignation and joy. "Every day, over and over, for you."
Felix
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The moment you asked Felix if your shirt smelled bad, he didn’t think twice. He genuinely wanted to help and leaned in closer without hesitation, his brows knitting slightly as he focused on checking. His movements were thoughtful, his nose hovering near your shoulder. Just as he began to take a whiff, you leaned in and pressed a kiss to his forehead. Felix froze for a brief moment, caught completely off guard by your sudden gesture. Slowly, he tilted his head up, his eyes meeting yours with an expression that was equal parts amused and surprised. A soft chuckle escaped his lips as he shook his head lightly. "Okay… you got me," he said, his voice laced with a playful tone. But instead of pulling away or calling you out further, he did something unexpected—he leaned back in to continue his "inspection." His lips quirked into a small smile as he sniffed your shirt one more time, his actions now slower, more deliberate, and clearly meant to tease you back. "It doesn’t smell bad, darling," he finally said, his voice warm and filled with affection.
Felix straightened up, crossing his arms as he gave you a knowing look. His soft, freckled face lit up with a grin that was impossible to resist. "You know," he began, tilting his head slightly, "you didn’t have to pull a trick just to kiss me. You could’ve just asked, and I’d have gladly let you." His words were teasing, but there was a tender sincerity behind them that made your heart flutter. He stepped a little closer, his hand brushing against your arm as he gazed at you with that familiar mix of warmth and mischief. "Still, I’ll admit that was a pretty smooth move," he added with a small laugh, his dimples deepening as his smile grew wider. Leaning in, Felix placed a gentle kiss on your temple, his lips lingering just long enough to make your heart skip a beat. "Next time, just tell me what you want, yeah?" he murmured softly, his voice carrying a playful edge that made you laugh in return. As the two of you stood there, sharing quiet laughter and stolen glances, Felix’s presence wrapped around you like a warm hug—effortless and full of love.
Seungmin
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It’s not like he’d fall for a trick that easily. When you first asked that question, his eyebrows shot up in mild confusion. "Why are you even asking? You normally never smell bad," he replied, his tone laced with skepticism. Shrugging it off, he returned to what he was doing, clearly unbothered. But when you asked again—and then maybe even a third time—his interest was piqued. Something about your persistence felt odd, almost suspicious. With a curious tilt of his head, he stepped closer, narrowing his eyes slightly as he studied your expression. "You’re acting weird," he muttered, his voice low as if trying to solve a mystery. He leaned in, hesitant at first, moving to take a whiff as though humoring you. And that’s when it happened. Before he could even register what was going on, your lips brushed against his forehead in a quick, affectionate kiss. The sudden gesture caught him off guard, and for a split second, his body froze. His eyes widened slightly as the realization sank in. Slowly, he pulled back, his expression a mixture of disbelief and amused irritation.
"I knew it," he said, pointing a finger at you like he’d just solved a grand conspiracy. "I knew there was something off about that question. It was too weird coming from you." He shook his head, crossing his arms over his chest as if trying to regain the upper hand. But the faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips betrayed him. "That was lame," he finally declared, though his voice lacked any real bite. Instead, it was filled with a playful fondness that he couldn’t quite suppress. He looked away for a moment, trying to gather his composure, but when he glanced back at you, the warmth in his eyes was unmistakable. "Seriously, though," he said, stepping closer again, this time with a teasing glint in his gaze. "Who even comes up with a question like that? You’re so obvious." Yet, as he stood there, so close that you could feel the warmth radiating from him, he reached out and gently flicked your forehead. "Don’t think you’re off the hook for that, though. Next time, I’m the one pulling the tricks." His soft laugh lingered in the air, leaving you both wrapped in the playful comfort of the moment.
Jeongin
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When you leaned in and kissed Jeongin on the forehead, his reaction was immediate—and entirely unexpected. He looked up at you with wide eyes, his face frozen in an exaggerated expression of surprise, as if you’d just done something utterly shocking. For a moment, he stayed like that, his lips parting as if to say something, but then he let out a soft, theatrical mumble: "What was that?" Without waiting for an answer, he turned and walked away, his shoulders slumping dramatically as he headed toward the couch. His movements were slow and deliberate, almost like he wanted you to notice. You watched him, a mix of confusion and amusement bubbling inside you. But as he flopped down on the couch with a heavy sigh, doubt began to creep in. "Is he really sulking?" you wondered to yourself. Unable to ignore the possibility, you stepped closer, leaning over slightly to catch his gaze. "Innie, are you mad?" you asked, your voice soft but tinged with concern. He didn’t respond right away, which only made you more nervous. But then, in a flash, his serious expression broke into a mischievous grin.
Before you could process what was happening, Jeongin shot up from his seat, his arms wrapping around you in a tight hug. "Gotcha!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with laughter as he pulled you even closer. Your heart skipped a beat, both from relief and the sudden closeness. But Jeongin wasn’t done yet. "Now," he said, his voice dropping into a playful tone, "it's revenge time." Before you could protest, he began showering you with kisses—on your cheeks, your forehead, your nose, anywhere he could reach. His actions were filled with an infectious joy that made it impossible not to laugh. You tried to squirm away, but his hold was firm, his arms wrapped around you like a warm cocoon. "Stop it!" you giggled, though your smile betrayed how much you were enjoying the moment. Jeongin finally paused, resting his forehead gently against yours, his grin still firmly in place. "That’s what you get for sneaking up on me," he teased, his voice soft but filled with affection. As the two of you stood there, wrapped in each other’s arms, it was hard to tell who had truly won the playful battle—but neither of you really cared.
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cheeseceli · 2 days ago
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Their s/o is crying because of a character/a show
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Pairing: Ot8!skz × Gn!reader (individually)
Genre: fluff, comfort, reactions
Request: skz boys to their s/o crying about their favourite character dying or due to their favourite show/anime ending
Warnings: mentions of death (character), crying
A/n: kinda of a different structure for this post because I couldn't think properly 😭 | daily click
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Is willing to hear about everything because he wants you to feel better, but he can't deny that he is a bit confused as to why you'd cry about a show considering it's, well, fictional. Rewatches the entire show with you so 1. You could feel better 2. He could understand where you were coming from. Ends up crying as well for the same reasons as you.
Bang Chan, Changbin
He doesn't know how to comfort you but really is trying his best. Encourages you to talk about your favourite character and pretends they didn't die. Tries to make a joke so you can laugh but probably makes it worse somehow 😭
Lee know, Seungmin
He's going to spoil your way out of sadness. For real though, he will give you a lot of merch from your comfort character so you can forget about the tragedies. He also sends you tones of tiktok videos of the best moments. His motto is basically "it was good while it lasted" and he's trying to convince you of that.
Hyunjin
Is crying with you.
Han, Felix
He actually watched the show before you, and he is pretty much the one who convinced you to watch it as well. He said it was worth it. It was, but now you were emotionally devastated. Good thing is that he was there before, so he knows exactly how to comfort you.
I.N
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Masterlist | you'll probably like: your nephew is jealous of him
Reminder this is just fiction!! I'm not trying to portray real life and you shouldn't believe that this is how the members actually are. This is just for the vibe and the delulu!
Taglist (open!): @yuyubeans @dandelions-143 @sleepyleeji @jinnie-ret @sheraayasherrecs @rockstarkkami @urlocalmultigroupfan (couldn't tag the one in bold)
Dividers by @thecutestgrotto | images 1, 2 and 3
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yangjeongin · 2 days ago
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classic vocalracha moment
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yaniluvs · 3 days ago
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𝒾𝒾 ┆ ⋆.˚ ⚾️ 승민 : AS WE ARE “ 𝑏𝘰𝘰𝑘𝑠, 𝑝𝑢𝑝𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑢𝑛𝑠𝑒𝘵𝑠 𝑏𝑢𝘵 𝘵ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑝𝑒𝘰𝑝𝑙𝑒. ” ── baseball guy bumps into you twice in the same day, first the library and then the pathway outside a convenience store, but maybe you get to know him better?
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𓍯 baseballcapt!seungmin ʚଓ fem!reader :( 𝒾 )4.1k ── ༯ SERIES (?) uni au, slow paced & slow burn, curiosity, fluff, strangers to friends to ???, small town, slight angst, language, skz ensemble, very long, y/n is a foreigner/has mixed ethnicity. ⸝⸝𓂃 LiBRARY . /ᐠ.ꞈ.ᐟ\ྀིྀི
yani's note ˖˙ ᰋ as we are mv, i love you. i want it tattooed in my head. my heart too. had fun writing this chapter, sorry for the delay!! here you go <3 also, i just crossed 300 followers? really? if you know, i did just pass 200 like two days ago. thank you so much. this really motivates me TT. comments, likes, req/asks and reblogs are always appreciated ! send in a reply or an ask if you want to be in my mastertag, or my individual series' taglists. happy reading <3
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the library was quiet, the kind of quiet that felt like it was carved out of the world itself. sunlight streamed in through the large windows, casting soft patterns on the wooden floors. it wasn’t a large library—small, cozy, and tucked away at the edge of the town, mostly frequented by students and a few older residents who enjoyed its peaceful atmosphere.
seungmin pushed open the door, a soft chime ringing as he stepped inside. he didn’t particularly enjoy coming here—it wasn’t exactly his scene—but he had a book to return, one his friend had borrowed under his name. as usual, he wore his baseball cap low, the brim shading his face, as he approached the front desk.
a blonde was sitting behind the counter, his deep voice calm as he hummed a tune to himself while stamping books. seungmin placed the book on the counter, nodding slightly.
“returning this,”
felix looked up briefly, gave a small nod, and reached for the book without much thought. “got it.”
the guy turned away without another word, heading toward the shelves by the windows. it had been a while since he’d been here, and he didn’t remember much about the layout, but he found a stool near an aisle and sank down onto it. pulling a small notebook from his jacket pocket, he uncapped his pen and began writing.
he always wrote when things felt too noisy inside his head. the notebook held snippets of his thoughts, observations, and, lately, small moments he hadn’t been able to forget—like her.
behind the counter, felix finished sorting the returned books before glancing at the time. it was quiet enough that he decided to assign someone the task of checking on the lone customer.
“y/n,” he called, his voice low so as not to disturb the silence.
she turned from the bookshelf she was organizing, brushing her hands on her skirt. “yeah?”
“there’s someone by the windows. go check if they need anything,” felix said, gesturing lazily toward the back of the library. “seems like he’s settled in, but we’re supposed to, you know, do our job.”
the girl rolled her eyes with a small smile. “fine. anything else, your majesty?”
felix smirked. “just be your usual charming self.”
she shook her head, adjusting the loose cardigan over her blouse as she walked toward the windows. the aisle was bathed in golden light, and at first, she only saw the figure sitting on the stool, hunched slightly over something in his hands. it wasn’t until she got closer that she froze.
seungmin?
he didn’t notice her at first, too focused on whatever he was writing. his profile was sharper in the soft light, the cap hiding most of his messy brown hair. she hesitated for a moment, unsure whether to speak, but curiosity got the better of her.
“so you come to libraries now too?”
her voice was soft but laced with a playful edge, and seungmin startled slightly, his head snapping up. his dark eyes widened for a fraction of a second before narrowing in faint recognition.
“you,” he said flatly, closing his notebook as if on instinct. “what are you doing here?”
y/n tilted her head, her grin widening. “i work here.”
he blinked, clearly caught off guard. “work here?”
“yup,” she said, crossing her arms. “not that you’d know, considering you don’t seem to come here much.”
“i don’t,” he admitted, leaning back slightly on the stool. “this isn’t really my thing.”
“i can see.. then what brings you here today?”
“returning a book,” he said simply, tapping the closed notebook against his knee.
she raised an eyebrow, taking a step closer. “you don’t strike me as the type to rent books, either.”
“well, it wasn’t mine,” he clarified. “a friend borrowed it under my name.”
“ah,” she said, nodding. “makes sense. still, didn’t think i’d see you here.”
“same,” he replied, his tone neutral but his gaze steady on her. “i didn’t know you worked here.”
“well, it is a new job,” she said, shrugging lightly. “started about a week ago. felix and i both work part time, after uni.”
“felix?”
“the guy at the front desk,” she explained. “my best friend. he’s nice—well, mostly,” she added with a small laugh.
seungmin didn’t comment on that, his eyes flickering toward the front desk briefly before settling back on her.
“alright, mr. mysterious,” she said, tilting her head playfully, “if you’re not here to rent books or socialize, what’s the notebook for? don’t think i didn’t notice you scribbling something down.”
seungmin’s fingers tightened slightly around the notebook resting on his knee, and for a moment, it seemed like he wasn’t going to answer. finally, he shrugged, his voice low. “just… thoughts. random things.”
“random, huh?” she echoed, leaning forward just enough to tease without invading his space. “like what? are you secretly writing the next great novel?”
he huffed, the faintest hint of a smirk ghosting across his lips. “no.”
“then poetry?” she guessed, her eyes sparkling. “or are you jotting down world domination plans? oh, wait! is it—”
“it’s none of those,” he interrupted, his tone firm but not unkind.
“you’re no fun.”
“you talk too much,”
“i’ve been told that before,” she replied, unfazed. “but come on, i’m curious! what could possibly be so secretive that you can’t share with your friendly neighborhood library worker?”
he gave her a long, measured look, as if debating whether or not to humor her. “it’s just a journal,” he admitted finally, his voice barely above a murmur. “nothing special.”
her expression softened at that, and she straightened slightly. “a journal?”
“yeah,” he said, his eyes dropping to the notebook. “helps me think.”
“that’s actually… really cool,” she said, her voice sincere. “i’ve tried keeping journals before, but i always end up doodling in the margins or writing nonsense.”
seungmin glanced at her, his brow raising slightly. “why?”
“i guess i’m too impatient,” she said with a small laugh. “my thoughts move faster than my pen can keep up.”
he didn’t respond, but there was something in his gaze that made her feel like he understood.
they fell into a comfortable silence again, the soft rustling of pages and distant hum of felix’s humming at the front desk filling the space. y/n leaned back against the shelf, her arms crossed loosely, and studied him for a moment.
“you’re a quiet one, huh?” she said finally, her tone light.
“we're in a library.”
“oh my bad. no! but still, in the field-”
“is that a problem?”
“not at all,” she said quickly, smiling. “it’s just… different. most people i know are always trying to fill the silence, you know? but you’re just okay with it.”
seungmin shrugged, his gaze shifting to the window. “silence is easier.”
“easier than what?”
“than talking.”
she blinked at the honesty in his reply, her teasing smile softening into something more thoughtful. “i guess i can see that,” she said quietly. “but talking isn’t so bad, you know. especially when the person you’re talking to isn’t half bad.”
he looked at her then, his dark eyes steady and unreadable. “you think so?”
“obviously,” she said with a grin, trying to lighten the mood. “i mean, you’re tolerating me, and that’s saying something.”
seungmin’s lips twitched, the closest thing to a smile she’d seen from him. “you’re persistent, i’ll give you that.”
“thank you,” she said, pretending to curtsy dramatically. “i’ll take that as a compliment.”
they stayed like that for a while, the silence between them growing less like a void and more like a bridge. y/n found herself wondering what he was thinking, what stories were tucked away in that notebook of his.
“so,” she said eventually, her voice soft, “if you don’t come here often, where do you usually go?”
he hesitated, his fingers idly tapping the edge of the notebook. “the field. or home.”
“not much of an explorer, huh?”
“not really.”
“well,” she said, her tone brightening, “i'm no dora but if you ever feel like venturing out, i know a all the good spots. i mean, i do live here since i was three, and i do work here now, so you’ll know where to find me.”
seungmin looked at her, his gaze lingering for a moment before he nodded slightly. “okay, but don't take my word for it.”
“already ahead of 'ya!” she beamed.
“y/n!” she heard her friend's voice calling her, it immediately widening her eyes.
“well,” she said, pushing off the shelf and clasping her hands behind her back, quickly “excuse um.. felix.” she clears her throat awkwardly. “i should probably get back to work before felix yells at me, again.”
“you should.”
“i should..”
seungmin huffed softly, shaking his head.
“see you around, car girl,” he corrected quietly, almost to himself.
she froze, turning back to face him. “what did you just call me?”
he looked up, his expression unreadable but his tone steady. “car girl. suits you.”
y/n blinked, her cheeks warming slightly. “i—well—okay. i guess i’ll take it.”
“see you around, mysterious baseball guy,” she said, flashing him a playful grin as she started to walk away. “what? you get what you give.”
he raised an eyebrow. “mysterious baseball guy, really?”
she grinned. “well, you called me ‘car girl,’ didn’t you? it’s only fair.”
he shook his head, but there was the faintest hint of a smirk on his lips as he replied, “sure. see you, car girl.”
and for the first time, as she walked back to the front desk, she felt like something between them had shifted—softly, subtly, but undeniably.
she turned again, her heart fluttering inexplicably as she walked back to the front desk. felix raised an eyebrow as she returned, but she waved him off, not ready to explain the strange, quiet boy sitting by the window.
seungmin stayed where he was, his pen hovering over the open page of his notebook. slowly, deliberately, he wrote,
car girl.
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the air outside the convenience store carried a faint chill, the kind that hinted at winter’s slow approach. y/n stepped out, balancing the plastic bag of groceries on her hip while holding her phone in her other hand. the sun had dipped below the horizon, leaving the sky a gradient of pale blue and deep indigo, and the streetlights had just started flickering on.
she didn’t notice it at first, not until she heard a faint whimper. a stray puppy. it was small, shivering by the edge of the pavement, its thin brown fur offering little protection against the cool evening air.
“oh, you poor baby,” she murmured, immediately setting down her bags and crouching to its level. the pup looked up at her with wary eyes, its ears pinned back, but it didn’t run.
“hey, it’s okay,” she said softly, reaching out a hand. “i won’t hurt you.”
the puppy sniffed cautiously before stepping closer, its small tail wagging hesitantly. she smiled, her heart melting as she stroked its head gently.
“you must be starving,” she said, trying to converse with the dog, glancing at the convenience store behind her. you can call her idiotic, but hey, she's a sunshine! “wait here, okay? i’ll get you something.”
she straightened, leaving the groceries by the curb as she darted back inside. when she returned a few minutes later, she had a packet of wet dog food and a disposable bowl. she opened the packet, her fingers fumbling slightly in her hurry, and poured the food into the bowl.
“there you go,” she said, setting it down.
the puppy sniffed the bowl before diving in, eating with the kind of desperation that made her chest ache.
“slow down, buddy,” she said gently, laughing softly. “it’s not going anywhere.”
as she watched the puppy eat, she pulled out one of the ice creams that she'd got from the cvs, peeling the lid off and taking a small bite. the cold sweetness melted on her tongue, and for a moment, she let herself enjoy the simple pleasure of the moment.
“y/n?”
the familiar voice startled her, and she turned quickly, her eyes widening as she spotted seungmin standing a few feet away. he had his hands in the pockets of his jacket, his baseball cap pulled low, and his expression was unreadable as always.
“seungmin?” she said, blinking. “what are you doing here?”
“could ask you the same thing,” he replied, stepping closer, crouching down beside her. his eyes flicked to the puppy, which was still happily eating. “who's this?”
“well, a stray,” she said, brushing her hands on her skirt as she still stood crouched. “i found it shivering out here. couldn’t just leave it.”
he crouched down, studying the puppy with quiet interest. “you have a thing for strays, don’t you?”
“what’s that supposed to mean?”
“first a stray guy, now a stray pup,” he said, glancing up at her with a faint smirk.
“are you calling yourself a stray? am i hearing you right? also- you're not.. stray, you’re just selectively social.” y/n blinked before laughing, her cheeks warming slightly.
“is that what you’re calling it?” he muttered, but his tone was light.
“well, maybe, i just have a thing for dog-like people.”
“are you calling me a dog?”
“yes. i mean- no, but yeah! i mean, look at you. your side profile looks like one of an adorable dog's.”
“so first you call me a dog, and second, you're calling me cute?”
“did i stutter?”
“bold.”
“no, just truthful.”
the puppy finished eating and looked up at seungmin, its tail wagging tentatively. he reached out a hand, letting it sniff him before scratching behind its ears.
“cute,” he said simply, glancing over to her then back at the puppy, his voice soft.
y/n smiled, watching the scene unfold. there was something about the way he moved, so careful and deliberate, that made her heart feel strange.
“do you a dog of your own at home?”
“what makes you say that?”
“you're petting it well, like a true owner.” she grinned, shrugging. “or is it just your dog-like instincts, after all you are interacting with your kind.”
“if you don't stop-”
then came a tiny bark, from the puppy, looking at the two as they turned their heads.
“what? don't tell me you want more?”
woof.
one cvs pet-cup later.
“i got ice cream,” she said after a moment, holding up the second ice cream cup. “want some?”
he glanced at her, raising an eyebrow. “ice cream? in this weather?”
“it’s never the wrong time for ice cream,” she said firmly. “besides, i got chocolate. don’t tell me you don’t like chocolate.”
“i don’t dislike it,” he said, standing and taking the cup from her. “thanks.”
they stood side by side, leaning against the railing by the curb as they ate. the dog lay down at their feet, looking content for the first time that evening.
“so,” y/n said, breaking the comfortable silence. “what brings you out here?”
“groceries,” he said, nodding toward a small bag he’d set down earlier.
“for your family?”
“my dorm-mate and i,” he said simply, taking a small bite of the ice cream.
“oh, i see, you're a good friend and dorm-mate then, huh?” she teased, nudging him lightly with her elbow.
he shrugged, his expression unreadable. “i can't cook without burning the kitchen down and i owe the guy for cooking everytime.”
“you baseball types are all the same.”
“excuse me?”
“my grandpa used to be on a big player back in the day, and surprise surprise, he can't cook for a living either.”
“hey, it's called a skill. you can't balance two at once, can you?”
“i cook the best stews, well after my grandma. and i'm a commerce student.”
“it differs each person.”
“whatever you say, baseball guy.”
they fell into silence again, the kind that felt less like an absence of words and more like an understanding. y/n finished her ice cream and bent down to pick up the empty dog bowl, her cardigan slipping off one shoulder in the process.
seungmin’s gaze flickered to her then, lingering for a moment longer than it should have. the way her hair fell loosely around her face, the way her eyes softened as she looked at the pup—it was a kind of beauty that felt unassuming, effortless.
when she straightened and caught him staring, he looked away quickly, his ears turning slightly pink beneath his cap.
“you’re quiet again,” she said, tilting her head. “what’s on your mind?”
“nothing,” he said quickly, his voice a little too sharp.
she didn’t press, though she smiled knowingly. “you’re hard to figure out, you know that?”
“good,” he muttered, finishing the last of his ice cream.
she laughed, the sound light and musical. “well, i think i’m getting there. slowly but surely.”
the puppy yawned, curling up at their feet, and y/n crouched down again, running a hand over its back. “you think it has a home?” she asked softly.
“doesn’t look like it,” seungmin said, his tone quieter now.
“i wish i could take it in,” she said, her voice tinged with sadness. “but my grandparents… i know they’d be thrilled about a puppy in the house, but they're already busy to take care of it. and i have uni.”
he didn’t respond immediately, his gaze fixed on the dog. “it’s lucky you found it,” he said after a moment. “not everyone would stop.”
she looked up at him, surprised by the sincerity in his voice. “i guess i just can’t help it,” she said with a small smile. “things like this make me… happy, you know? helping.”
he met her gaze then, his dark eyes steady. “yeah. i can see that.”
for a moment, neither of them spoke, the world around them fading into the background. it was just the two of them, the quiet, and the warmth of something unspoken but undeniable.
“well,” y/n said eventually, breaking the spell, “i should probably get this little guy to a shelter or something.”
“i’ll come with you,” seungmin said, his voice firm.
she blinked. “are you seriously offering to hang out with me?”
“i want to help the puppy. you're just a.. plus one deal.” he said, cutting her off.
“yeah, right.” her cheeks warmed again, but she nodded, her smile soft. “okay. let’s go.”
as they walked down the quiet street, the dog trotting happily between them, y/n found herself stealing glances at seungmin. for all his gruffness and quiet ways, there was something about him that made her want to know more.
and though he didn’t say much, the way his gaze softened when he looked at her made her think he felt the same.
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the streetlights cast a warm glow as y/n and seungmin walked side by side, the stray dog happily trotting between them. the soft hum of the town at night—distant cars, the faint buzz of streetlights—filled the silence. it wasn’t uncomfortable, though; it felt like the kind of quiet you could sink into, where words weren’t necessary but still welcome.
she pulled her phone out of her pocket, glancing at the time. “i should call my grandparents. let them know i’ll be a bit late.”
seungmin looked at her briefly, his hands shoved deep into his jacket pockets. “you don’t have to explain to me.”
she smirked at his dry tone. “well, i wasn’t asking for permission, mr. quiet.”
he huffed softly, his version of a laugh, and she pressed the call button.
the phone barely rang before a warm, slightly teasing voice came through. “y/n, where are you? you said you’d be back by now.”
“sorry, grandpa! i got caught up with something. i’ll explain when i get back.”
her grandfather’s voice softened. “caught up, huh? does this ‘something’ involve a certain baseball boy?”
her face burned instantly, and she shot seungmin a quick glance. thankfully, he seemed entirely focused on the dog. “gramps!” she hissed into the phone, her voice barely above a whisper.
“what?” her grandfather replied, feigning innocence. “i’m just asking.”
“you're impossible,” she muttered, her cheeks still warm. “and no, this has nothing to do with him. i just—uh—found a puppy. a stray. i’m taking it to a shelter.”
“a stray puppy? and you’re walking around this late?”
“i’m fine, grandpa,” she reassured him quickly. “i’m not alone.”
the pause on the other end of the line was telling. then, her grandmother's voice came instead, even more excited. “so, it is the baseball boy! isn’t it?”
“i'll see you later, gramma!” she said quickly, her voice rising slightly in embarrassment.
“hey! be safe. and bring the puppy if the shelter doesn’t take it.”
she hung up, letting out a deep sigh and pinching the bridge of her nose.
“trouble?” seungmin asked, his tone casual but curious.
“not really,” she said, slipping her phone back into her pocket. “my grandparents just… like to tease me.”
“about what?”
she hesitated, biting her lip. “nothing important.”
his gaze flicked to her, one brow raised, but he didn’t press further.
instead, she changed the subject. “so, are you always this grumpy, or is it just for me?”
he scoffed lightly, his lips twitching in what might’ve been the start of a smile. “i’m not grumpy.”
“you’re totally grumpy,” she said, grinning. “but it’s okay. i like grumpy.”
“i’m not grumpy,” he repeated, a little more defensively this time.
“sure you’re not,” she said, her tone dripping with sarcasm.
the puppy barked softly, as if in agreement, and she laughed. “see? even he thinks you’re grumpy.”
seungmin sighed, shaking his head. “you talk a lot, you know that?”
“yeah,” she said easily, glancing up at him. “but you don’t talk enough, so it balances out.”
he didn’t respond, but the corners of his mouth quirked up ever so slightly.
they walked a little further before she spoke again, her voice quieter now. “do you think anyone will adopt him?”
seungmin glanced down at the pup, whose tail wagged happily as it walked between them. “maybe. he’s small. cute. people like that.”
she nodded thoughtfully, a small smile playing on her lips. “i hope so. he deserves a good home.”
“why didn’t you just take him in?” he asked, his tone more curious than critical.
she shrugged, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “i told you, i have uni and my grandparents are already a bit busy and need rest, you know.”
“would you keep him if you had a sitter for the time you were unavailable?”
“in a heartbeat,” she said without hesitation. “but… i don’t know. maybe someday, when i have my own place.”
he nodded, falling silent again.
“what about you?” she asked after a moment. “would you ever get a puppy?”
“maybe,” he said, his voice thoughtful. “if i had time for one, but two of my friends already have dogs, so i guess it is enough for me.”
“you don't seem like a dog person, but i bet you are.” she teased.
“why not?”
she tilted her head, pretending to think. “i don’t know. you’re just… too serious. dogs are all about fun and chaos.”
“and you think i’m not fun?”
“i know you’re not fun,”
his smirk widened, just a fraction. “you don’t know me that well.”
“maybe not,” she admitted, her voice softening. “but i’d like to.”
he glanced at her then, his expression unreadable. the streetlights caught the gold in her eyes, and for a moment, he felt something strange in his chest—something warm and unsettling all at once.
before he could figure out what to say, the dog barked again, snapping him out of his thoughts.
“we’re almost there,” she said, pointing to the shelter just ahead.
seungmin nodded, his hands tightening slightly in his pockets.
as they reached the shelter’s entrance, she bent down to give the pup one last pat. “you’re gonna be okay, buddy,” she murmured. “they’ll take good care of you.”
seungmin watched her quietly, his gaze lingering on the way her fingers moved gently over the pup's fur, the way her smile softened even further.
and when she looked up at him, her eyes bright and full of hope, he couldn’t help but think that maybe, just maybe, she was starting to figure him out after all.
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Reconciling Comfort: pt.2 of Stray Kids' reactions to their S/O refusing a hug
Part 1: Rejected Embraces and Heavy Hearts
Bang Chan
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The apartment feels oddly still as you stare at your phone, debating how to text him. You’d assumed Chris had gone to the studio like he planned, leaving the tense air of the argument behind to clear his head. You hate how things were left, hate the way his face crumpled as he turned away.
Finally, you decide to get up. While typing out a message you walk to your living room but out of the corner of your eye you see a silhouette sitting on the couch. Your heart jumps as you glance up.
Your boyfriend is sitting there, headphones on, his laptop balanced on his knees. His brow is furrowed in concentration, his fingers tapping away at the keyboard.
The sight startles you. “Chris?” you blurt out, breaking the silence.
He looks up sharply, pulling his headphones off with one swift motion. “Oh—hey,” he says, his voice soft, almost hesitant. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”
You blink, still processing his presence. “I thought you went to the studio. Why are you still here?”
He rubs the back of his neck, glancing away sheepishly. “I didn’t want to go in case… you wanted to talk to me.” His words come out rushed, like he’s second-guessing every syllable. “But if you don’t – if you want me to leave, I understand. I’ll go right now—.”
He immediatly closed his laptop, as if to pack up, but you stopped him with a quick shake of your hand. “Nonono, I’m glad you stayed,” you said, moving to sit beside him.
“I’m sorry,” you say softly, your voice heavy with sincerity. “I’m sorry for hurting you. I know physical affection is important to you, and stepping back like that… I didn’t mean to shut you out like that. I just—” You pause, struggling to find the words. “I wasn’t ready at the moment, but it doesn’t mean I didn’t care.”
His expression softens, a mix of relief and lingering vulnerability. “Thank you,” he says quietly. “That means a lot to me. But… you don’t have to feel obligated, okay? I don’t want you to do anything you’re not ready for, even if it’s just a hug. I’m not upset about that, I promise.”
Chris hesitates before continuing, his voice low. “And… I’m sorry too. For the argument. I think I let my emotions get the better of me. I wasn’t trying to put all that pressure on you. I just – sometimes I’m not the best at explaining what I mean.”
Instead of answering, you lean into him, wrapping your arms around him. It’s warm, grounding, and the tension that had built up between you dissolves. Chris lets out a breath he seems to have been holding and hugs you back, his arms encircling you tightly.
Lee Know
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An hour passes, the weight of the day easing slightly as you reflect on Lee Know’s words and his quiet presence. You finally gather the courage to seek him out, hoping to mend the small gap left by your earlier rejection. The sound of gentle clatter of utensils lead you to the kitchen.
There he is, focused on the task at hand, the light from the stove casting a warm glow over his side profile. He’s stirring something in a pot, his movements precise yet relaxed.
When he senses your presence, he glances up. His eyes meet yours, and for a moment, no words are said. The hurt you feared would linger is replaced by a soft understanding, though his brow lifts in slight surprise.
“Hey,” you say quietly, stepping closer. “I’m sorry for earlier. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I just… I needed a bit of time to digest my day.”
His expression softens, his lips curving into a small, reassuring smile. But before he can respond, your stomach betrays you with a loud grumble.
He blinks in surprise before breaking into a chuckle, the sound warm and genuine. “Well, I guess you’re not just digesting your day – you’re starving too,” he teases, setting down the spoon. “Have you even eaten?”
You shake your head sheepishly, and he lets out a mock sigh of exasperation. “Unbelievable. No wonder you’re feeling down. What am I going to do with you?”
Before you can reply, he grabs a couple of plates and starts dishing out the food he’s prepared. You watch him, the way he moves with care, the way he’s still here, doing this for you, and it makes your chest ache in the best way.
“Thank you,” you say, the words carrying a weight that goes beyond the meal. “I really don’t know what I did to deserve this – to deserve you.”
He pauses, turning to meet your gaze again, his eyes filled with something tender yet teasing. “Oh, don’t get all sappy on me now. Just eat.”
You hesitate, biting your lip. “Actually… before we eat, can I ask you something?”
He tilts his head. “What’s that?”
You step closer, your voice soft. “Are you still up for that hug?”
His lips twitch into a grin, though he narrows his eyes in feigned disapproval. “Now you want one? After I offered earlier? You know my hugs are exclusive, right?”
You roll your eyes, but before you can defend yourself, he’s already pulling you into his arms, wrapping you in warmth and familiarity. The scent of his cologne mixes with the faint aroma of the food, and for the first time that day, you feel like you can truly breathe.
“I missed out earlier,” you whispers, your voice gentle but playful.
Changbin
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Hours later, after giving you the space you seemed to need, Changbin cautiously approaches your room. The quiet hum of the house feels heavier than usual. He pushes open the door gently, only to find you sprawled out on the bed, passed out.
Changbin’s expression softens as he steps closer. The tension on your face is still visible even in sleep, and it tugs at his heart. He sits on the edge of the bed, careful not to disturb you, and studies your features for a moment. A sigh escapes his lips.
After a while, you stir awake to the dim light form outside. Blinking blearily, you notice Changbin sitting in a nearby chair, scrolling absentmindedly on his phone. He looks up as he senses your movement, offering you a gentle smile.
“You’re awake,” he says softly, setting his phone aside. “Feeling any better?”
“A bit.” You sit up slowly, rubbing your eyes. The weight of the day still lingers, but his presence is grounding. “I’m… I’m so sorry, Binnie,” you say suddenly, your voice cracking. “I didn’t mean to shut you out earlier. You had a tough day too, and instead of being there for you, I made it worse.”
His brow furrows with concern as he shifts to sit beside you. “Hey, no—”
“No, please let me finish,” you interrupt, tears welling up in your eyes. “I just… I’ve been so burned out lately, and I know that’s no reason but I took it out on you. That’s not fair. You deserve so much better than that.”
Your voice falters as you break into quiet sobs, the stress of the day finally overwhelming you. Without hesitation, Changbin pulls you into his arms, holding you tightly as if to shield you from your own thoughts.
“Shhh,” he whispers soothingly, resting his chin on your head. “It’s okay, baby. You don’t have to carry all of this alone.” His hand strokes your back in slow, comforting circles. “I know you’ve been going through a lot. I just want to help you, not make things harder.”
You cling to him, his warmth melting away some of the heaviness in your chest. “I’m sorry,” you repeat, muffled against his shoulder.
“Don’t apologize,” he murmurs, pulling back just enough to cup your face in his hands. His thumbs gently wipe away your tears. “I love you, even on the days when it’s hard to show it. And I’ll always be here, okay? We’ll figure it out together.”
Hyunjin
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Later that evening, the cool night air brushes against your skin as you sit on the balcony, your gaze lost in the vast sky above, dotted with countless stars. The events of the day weigh heavily on your heart, but the stillness of the night gives you a moment of solitude, a chance to reflect.
The sound of footsteps breaks the silence, and you don’t need to turn around to know who it is. Hyunjin’s presence is unmistakable and you feel the space between you stretch even farther. He stands by the door, as though testing the waters, not wanting to disturb the fragile silence that exists between you two.
“I’ve been thinking,” he finally says, his voice soft and measured. “I don’t want to make you feel like you have to forgive me right away. But I need you to know I’m here, no matter how long it takes.”
You glance at him then, his words tugging at something inside you. The sincerity in his eyes doesn’t erase the hurt, but it reminds you of the person standing before you. Slowly, you lift up the blanket that’s shielding you from the chill of the evening. You shift slightly, creating a space beside you, a silent invitation for him to join you.
Hyunjin hesitates for just a moment before he slides closer, wrapping himself in the blanket with you. The quiet is comfortable now, not as heavy as it once was.
Minutes pass, neither of you speaking, but the tension between you seems to lessen. Eventually, you find yourself leaning closer to him, your head resting on his shoulder as the stars above seem to sparkle brighter in the stillness of the night.
You’re not ready to forgive him – not yet. But as the night stretches on, you realize that the hurt isn’t as sharp as it once was. It hurts more to be apart. Right now, this moment, sitting together in silence, feels like the only step you can take.
Han
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Han was pacing quietly in the living room, trying to distract himself from the worry that had been growing in his chest since your refusal to be held. His eyes flickered to where you’d been earlier, feeling like a puppy abandoned by its owner. He couldn't help but wonder what you were thinking, what you were going through.
Then, suddenly, a sharp sound sliced through the quiet. His heart leapt in his chest, and before he could think, he rushed toward the kitchen.
When he burst into the room, his breath caught in his throat. There you were, crouched on the floor amidst the sharp shards of a broken glass. Your expression was a mix of shock and something darker, like the weight of everything inside you had finally spilled over.
"Omg, are you okay?!" Han asked urgently, his voice trembling slightly. His eyes wide, quickly scanned you for any sign of injury, but it wasn’t just the glass that had him panicked – it was the look in your eyes, distant and vacant, like you weren’t fully present.
You shook your head, looking down at the shards scattered around you. "I... I'm fine," you murmured, but the words didn’t sound convincing to him.
Your breath caught, a bitter laugh escaping your lips. "I'm such a mess," you said quietly, a shaky exhale following. "I don’t even know why... I just... everything feels so broken right now, and I don’t know how to fix it."
Han’s heart ached for you, and he didn’t hesitate. With a gentle, almost tender tone, he spoke. "It’s okay to be a mess," His eyes never leaving you, he crouched next to you. "You don’t have to have everything together. I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere."
You let out a long breath, the tension in your body easing just slightly as you allowed yourself to lean against him. Neither of you spoke for a while, the stillness of the moment offering a rare kind of comfort. You could feel the warmth of his body against yours, a quiet support, like he was holding you together.
Eventually, Han reached out with his free hand, carefully pushing the glass shards to the side, making a little space between you and the mess. "We don’t have to clean it up right now," he said softly, his voice gentle. "We can just be here."
For a moment, you just sat there, on your cold kitchen floor surrounded by the shards of one of your favorite glasses, your head resting against his shoulder, letting the quiet soothe the chaos inside your mind. The world outside could wait.
Felix
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Felix sat in the airport terminal, his phone clutched tightly in his hands. The din of travelers blurred into white noise around him, but all he could focus on was the blank screen he fiddled in his hands. He had checked it at least ten times in the past minute, hoping for a message from you – a lifeline to soothe the ache that had been growing since your last conversation.
The past few days had been tense, the effortless flow of your texts reduced to short, clipped exchanges.
"Still nothing?" Chan’s voice broke through Felix’s thoughts as the older member settled into the seat beside him.
Felix shook his head, a small, resigned sigh escaping him. "I don’t blame them," he murmured, his gaze fixed on the screen. "I just... I hate leaving like this, you know? I don’t want them to think I don’t care."
Chan placed a reassuring hand on Felix’s shoulder. "They know you care. Sometimes, people just need time to process." 
Felix nodded, though the unease remained. He knew Chan was right, but the uncertainty gnawed at him. What if time wasn’t enough?
A soft buzz interrupted his thoughts. His heart leapt as he saw your name flash on the screen. Hesitating for only a second, he opened the message.
"Hey. I hope you have a safe flight. Let me know when you get to the hotel? If you want, we could call."
Felix read the text twice, his chest tightening with a mix of relief and longing. It wasn’t everything, but it was enough. Enough to feel like a small bridge had been built between the two of you.
Chan caught a glimpse of the soft smile spreading across Felix’s face and leaned back in his chair, giving a small nod of approval. He didn’t say anything, but the respect he felt for the bond between you two was evident in the quiet way he patted Felix’s back before standing up.
The flight was long, but the thought of hearing your voice made it bearable. When he finally arrived at the hotel and dropped his bags, he dialed your number without hesitation.
The days passed slowly, but eventually, Felix was home. His heart raced as he opened the door. The familiar scent of the place hit him first, grounding him, but it wasn’t until he heard your footsteps that everything felt real.
You appeared at the edge of the hallway, your expression a mix of hesitation and warmth. Felix froze for a moment, his breath catching as he tried to read your face. Then you smiled – small and shy.
Closing the distance between you, he wrapped his arms around you tightly, burying his face in your shoulder.
“I missed you so much,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.
You held him just as tightly, your fingers threading through his hair. “I missed you too, Lix.”
It wasn’t just a hug; it was a reconnection, a renewal. It felt like the first time all over again – the warmth, the electricity. And in that moment, Felix knew you would both be okay. Even with the heavy talk standing in front of you, he believed that you'd both find your way through it.
Seungmin
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The following day, you wake up to the soft light filtering through the blinds, your heart still weighed down from the emotions of yesterday. You go about your day until you find a small, neatly folded note on the kitchen counter, its edges creased from being gently set down. You recognize Seungmin's handwriting immediately.
The words are simple, but their meaning strikes deep:
“I know yesterday was hard. I’m here when you’re ready. Take your time.”
You feel a wave of warmth and gratitude surge through you, but also a familiar pang of guilt. His kindness, his patience – it almost feels too much, yet it's exactly what you need right now. You let out a breath, the tension you didn’t even realize you were holding releasing just a little.
Later, when you meet with Seungmin after his practice, your heart feels lighter but still raw. His usual bright, confident demeanor is softened by something deeper today. You catch his eyes and notice the faint hint of uncertainty behind his smile. He’s waiting for you, allowing you the space you need, just as the note said.
As you both settle into the familiar quiet, the words you’ve been holding back finally spill out, soft but genuine.
"Thank you for giving me space," you say, the gratitude in your voice clear. "I needed it, but I don’t want you to think I don’t appreciate you."
Seungmin’s expression softens, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "I just want to make sure you're okay," he replies, his tone sincere. "And if you need me to be closer or farther away, I’m fine with either. You don’t have to do anything until you’re ready."
After a moment of silence you ask “So… how would you feel about being a little closer right now?" Your words trailing off as you look at him, hesitant but hopeful. Your eyes search his, a hint of longing behind the question.
Seungmin's smile widens, though his expression remains gentle, and he shakes his head slowly, his eyes warm with understanding. "I think we’re already close enough," he says, his tone teasing but kind.
Without another word, he opens his arms, and you step into his embrace. The hug is quiet, comforting, and without the pressure of anything more.
I.N
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You collapse onto the couch, your phone in hand, feeling a growing sense of isolation. The time passes, and you find yourself scrolling mindlessly through social media, trying to distract yourself from the emotional weight pressing on your chest. Each swipe seems to only deepen the discomfort, the posts making you feel even more alone as the world around you continues on without a care.
Your phone buzzes suddenly, and you glance down at the notification. It’s from I.N. The message is a simple meme – a picture of a dog wearing glasses with the caption: "Me when I try to act cool, but I’m actually an emotional mess."
A small chuckle escapes you, your heart lightened just a little by his attempt to cheer you up. It’s just a silly meme, but somehow, his gesture makes everything feel a bit more manageable.
The phone buzzes again, and you read his next message: "If you ever need to vent, I'm here. You don’t have to carry it all alone."
Your fingers hover over the screen for a moment, and you begin typing. "I’m sorry for earlier… I just don’t want to drag you down."
Almost instantly, a reply comes: "You could never drag me down. Let me know if you want a hug. I’m always here for you, okay?" Attached to that message was a GIF of two cartoon animals with big, fluffy arms stretching out in an exaggerated hug.
Your heart softens, the words hitting a place deep inside you that you didn’t realize was aching.
Without a second thought, you push yourself off the couch, phone still in hand, and head towards him. When he sees you standing there, his face brightens, and he opens his arms, welcoming you into a warm embrace.
“I’m sorry I pulled away earlier,” you whisper against his chest, the weight of everything from the day slowly melting away as you allow yourself to lean into his comfort.
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I love everything about these gifs from his hair, to his smile, to his face, his hands in front of him like that, his outfit ugh he’s too adorable
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SKZ Code episode 55.
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thewinter-eden · 2 days ago
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Let me know which ones you want to see first!
Crack!Horror SKZ Series :
One shots. Dark comedies with gritty themes, satirical humor, and happy endings. These are meant to be STUPID and FUNNY, not imperative literature. Light or suggested romance, sfw. I don’t condone any of these behaviors btw.
Bang Chan - ANNOUNCED
You Live Like This? - home invader!Chris breaks into your home one night to rob you blind, only to realize you’re too poor to rob. Fear, threats against your life, light violence (no harm), concerned Chan, terrified but exhausted reader, Netflix.
Lee Know
That Your Man? - mugger!Minho holds you and your bf up in a dark alley one night, ready to give you the old ‘your money or your life’ routine, but when your bf pushes you into the line of fire so he can run away, Minho has second thoughts. Fear, Minho has a gun, attempted mugging (obv), asshole bf, coffee.
Seo Changbin
Blink Twice if You Need Help - stalker!Changbin has been following you for weeks. He’s looking for his next target, and he’s obsessed with you. While he’s watching you, however, he learns the secret you keep—you’re being routinely robbed by your addict brother. After watching this cycle of abuse end with you crying almost every night, Changbin takes pity. Familial abuse, drug addict brother, Changbin’s a repeat offender, satirical but definitive death of character, ice cream.
Hwang Hyunjin
Don’t Look At Me Like That - hitman!Hyunjin’s next target is you, the child of a foreign diplomat. But when he shows up to do the job and finds you ambivalent to the threat upon your life, he can’t help but ask what the hell is wrong with you. Terminal illness, asshole family, political enemies, death of minor character, kidnapping.
Han Jisung
You Called? - demon!Jisung is summoned by your friends during a drunken college party. They’re trying to scare you, pretend to summon a demon and then lock you in the basement until they decide to let you out, but then the demon actually comes, but he thinks your friends are jerks. Fear/comfort, edgy but soft Jisung, terrorizing of minor characters, truth or dare.
Lee Felix
All Ye Who Enter Here - ghost!Felix is said to haunt the abandoned mansion at the end of Blacktree Road. Legend says all who go into the mansion are never seen again. When you decide you’re sick of your friends being afraid of a literal house, you rise to the challenge and go inside. Spoiler alert, Felix is real, and he can’t believe you’re dumb enough to walk into a haunted house. Hauntings, killings, creepy Felix, light tormenting (no reader harm), tea party.
Kim Seungmin
Damn Puppy Dog Eyes - werewolf!Seungmin saves your life from a pack, inadvertently earning your unwavering loyalty, even though he’s just as much a killer as they were. Sometimes he can’t decide if he wants to wrap you up in bubble wrap to save you from your own idiotic self or dump your annoying ass back where he found you. Fear, attempted murder, werewolves hunting humans, reader makes dumb decisions, Seungmin’s gonna pull his own hair out, cuddles.
Yang Jeongin
Do You Need a Straw? - vampire!Jeongin is starving (thirsty?), and your best friend would rather offer you up as his personal capri sun than face her own doom. Jeongin takes the deal, but when he hunts you down, he knows you—you’re his older sister’s best friend, and you don’t take him seriously even for a second. Innie? A vampire? Okay, Edward, if you say so. Killings, blood, threatening, attempted murder, your friend’s an ass, Jeongin’s not good at threatening you, unplanned night swim.
Tell me which ones interest you!
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lotusbee07 · 21 hours ago
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skzthelomlhehe · 2 days ago
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Skz fake chats // spoiling your bf!skz
3. Changbin 🐰🐷 (f!reader)
I was originally gonna make it a gender neutral thing but then I added the crown and the queen thing and it became more of a feminine tone 😭 I'm so sorry aaaaa
Total masterlist
Your darling has been really eager to buy his favourite gym supplement brand goods and also a warm home cooked meal after his morning gym shesh so you decide to take matters into your own hands 💪 what you didn't expect was the very lavish payback~
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Hope you like the flowers y/n 💕
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