#⁽₎ felix

[cosmicalily]

"lie to...boys?" - a ot8 skz x reader smau by @cosmicalily | reactions to texting skz "she's busy rn"

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[snippit-crickit]

taking a lil pitstop to make a little parragon summary/ref because instagram doesnt know who this guy is and i will have to fix it with a pretty post

i like what my friend wrote about the last panel, insta thinks felix is evil because of how he looks and how the last panel is looking but not really

[applejacksmonsterccok]

i think ive reblogged ts befor evut im bringing it back bc its so MOIIIII

I like guys that are pretty like girls …

[hansmic]

𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌

felix x reader

summary: you forget to pack your pajamas for a weekend getaway, so felix lets you borrow his . It becomes a tradition where you both sleep in oversized clothes, finding comfort in each other’s presence more than anything.

genre: fluff, romance

word count: 729

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It had been a long day of traveling to their destination, and the two of you were exhausted. As you both prepared for bed, you realized with a sinking feeling that you had forgotten to pack your pajamas. You sheepishly confessed your dilemma to Felix, and to your surprise, he didn't seem to mind at all.

"It's no biggie," he said with a shrug. "You can just borrow some of my clothes to sleep in."

Without a second thought, he rummaged through his suitcase and pulled out a soft, oversized cotton shirt and a pair of baggy sweatpants. He handed them to you with a smile, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

"Here you go," he said. "These should be comfortable enough to sleep in."

You thanked him for his thoughtfulness, feeling a bit embarrassed about your forgetfulness. As you slipped on the oversized clothes, you couldn't help but notice how comfy and cozy they were. They enveloped your body like a soft, warm hug, and the scent of Felix's familiar cologne lingered on the fabric, making it even more comforting.

Felix couldn't help but notice how cute you looked in his oversized clothes. He had never seen you in anything this casual and comfortable before, and he found himself admiring the way the shirt hung loose on your frame, the way the sweatpants pooled at your ankles.

"You look cute," he said with a small smile, flopping onto his bed and getting comfortable.

You blushed at his words and quickly clambered into bed next to him. Even though this wasn't how you had expected to spend the night, you found yourself feeling strangely comfortable and at ease. As you lay in bed, you couldn't help but feel grateful for Felix's kindness and his willingness to lend you his clothes.

The room was quiet, the only sound being the soft rustling of the sheets as you both settled in. You closed your eyes, feeling a sense of contentment washing over you. It was almost as if wearing Felix's clothes made you feel a little closer to him, like you were wrapped in a cocoon of warmth and familiarity.

"Thanks again for letting me borrow your clothes," you said softly, snuggling further into the blankets.

"No problem," Felix replied, his voice low and soothing. "I don't mind at all. In fact, maybe we should make this a tradition. Every time we go on a trip, you borrow my clothes to sleep in."

You chuckled, finding the idea amusing. "A tradition, huh? I guess that means I'll have to keep forgetting to pack my pajamas."

Felix chuckled, a sly smile crossing his face. "I mean, if it means I get to see you in my clothes more, I'm fine with it."

You rolled your eyes playfully, swatting at him lightly. "You're ridiculous."

But deep down, the idea of making this a tradition made you feel strangely happy. There was something about wearing Felix's clothes that made you feel safe and cared for, and the thought of repeating it every time you traveled together was weirdly appealing.

"Ridiculous, huh?" Felix teased back, propping himself up on one elbow to look at you. "I prefer to call it 'being clever.' Plus, it's a win-win situation. You get to be comfortable, and I get to see you looking adorable in my stuff."

"You're impossible," you said, trying to sound annoyed but failing to hide the smile tugging at the corners of your lips.

But it was true, there was something almost magical about slipping into Felix's oversized clothes. They felt like a warm, comforting hug, and the faint scent of his cologne always lingered on the fabric, making it even more personal and intimate.

"Fine, I guess it's a tradition now," you conceded, pretending to be reluctantly.

"I knew you'd come around eventually," Felix teased, a smug look on his face. "And I have a feeling this tradition is going to become my favorite one."

He lay back down, pulling the covers up to his chin and closed his eyes. "Goodnight, my lil' pajama thief."

You swatted at him again, blushing at the nickname. "Goodnight, weirdo."

But as you lay there in the darkness, surrounded by the comforting scent of Felix's clothes, you couldn't help but agree with him. This tradition was definitely something you could get used to.

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[hwangism143]

── SH☆☆TING STARS

synopsis being the ceo of a marketing and pr consultancy service at just 25 in the cutthroat Korean entertainment industry is not easy. especially if the leader of the group of your first big project is adamant that he does not need your help. but is that all he thinks?

pairing idol!chan x ceo!fem-reader

genre smau, lowkey enemies to lovers, coworkers au, fluff, comfort, hurt, angst

a/n MY SHAYLAAA SHE'S COMING SO SOON! but also guyj ik nothing about marketing or pr so don't kill pls ^.^

profiles. stray kids | novia needs therapy

playlist. sh**ting stars

chapters.

00. you're at whose house?

01. i do not need help

02. those social media marketing idiots

03. he was made with so much love

04. but you like girls

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[fenya-scribbles]

Secret

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Pairing: bf!HanJisung, gn!Reader

Other Characters: Lee Know, Felix, Seungmin

Summary: You’re sneaking around and Han comes to his own conclusions as to why. 

Genre: angst, hurt/comfort

Content warnings: anxiety, mentions of infidelity

Word Count: 2,964

A/N: You wanted this :3

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The first time it happened, Han didn’t think anything of it. He’d been sitting on your couch with you curled in his lap, lazily running his fingers through your hair. “So”, he said, interrupting your mindless scrolling through Instagram, “you remember that I have the day off tomorrow?” “Sure babe”, you replied, turning so you could look at him properly. “I was thinking that maybe we could check out that new café you wanted to try?” You swallowed. “Oh babe, I’m sorry, I made plans with Yeji tomorrow. She’s finally back from her semester abroad.” Han looked disappointed for a second, but he understood. Yeji was your best friend and you hadn’t seen her in literally a year. “No, don’t worry, cupcake”, he said, brushing a loose strand of hair out of your face. “You sure?” He nodded. “I’m sure.” “I could come by in the evening? We can watch Howl’s moving castle”, you offered, putting a smile on your boyfriend’s face. “I’d love that, jagi.”

A few hours later, you were lying in bed. Han was sleeping soundly beside you, looking like the sweetest angel baby on the planet. Deciding it was time to sleep too, you went to plug in your phone on the charge beside your bed, when it lit up with a text. 

Seungmin: You’re sure he doesn’t know?

You smiled to yourself. 

You: He’s completely clueless. 

***

It happened again two days later. Han asked you if you wanted to hang out at the studio during his recording session. “I’d love to babe, but I have to run some errands for my mom”, you replied. And he shrugged it off again. It was no big deal right? It’s not like you tried to avoid him or anything. No, that was just his anxiety talking. “Alright babe, I’ll see you tonight then”, he said and pressed a sweet kiss to your lips. 

But as it turned out, that was only the beginning. Over the following weeks you started to blow him off again and again. You had a work project or met with Yeji or your parents needed you or, one time, you really didn’t want any company, which was concerning, coming from you. But Han didn’t want to doubt you. He didn’t want to admit, that it worried him, how you seemed to have less and less time for him. Because that was scary as hell, a fear that would set in his bones and make it absolutely impossible to breathe. So he brushed it off. You were still his girlfriend. His girl. His. 

***

“Girl, I’m telling you, this is so stupid”, Yeji said, her fingers tightly curled around the steaming cup of coffee in front of her. “It’s not that big of a deal”, you replied. “What if he gets suspicious, huh? He’s not stupid, you know.” Your best friend was not a fan of your current antics and you knew it. Most of Han’s members weren’t either, but you still stood by your decision. “I know, but he trusts me. He wouldn’t doubt me.” “I don’t know Y/N. Sneaking around with Seungmin like that...” Yeji sighed. “Just don’t come crying to me when it all blows up in your face.” “It won’t”, you said, trying hard to hide the hint of doubt that started to bloom in the back of your mind. 

***

Over time, Han turned needy. A lot more than usual. You didn’t mind, generally, because he was your boyfriend after all, but then he wanted to join in on your baking day with Felix. “Please, jagi”, he gave you his biggest boba eyes, “I’m sure Lixie wouldn’t mind.” You cupped his face and took a deep breath. It was incredibly hard to refuse him when he was pouting at you like that. “Maybe another time, babe”, you said, “I haven’t met up with Lixie alone in a long time and I want some quality time with my friend. You understand that, don’t you?” Han pouted even more, but eventually, he let out a defeated sigh. “But you bring home brownies, right?”, he asked. “Of course, babe.”

Later, when Felix opened the door, you still felt a bit bad for refusing Han. “He’s in his room”, Felix said, “And for the record, just because I’m baking you alibi brownies, doesn’t mean I like what you’re doing.” You pushed past him, leaving your shoes by the front door, and made your way to Seungmin’s room. Being judged by anyone was uncomfortable, but being judged by Felix just hurt your soul. Maybe they were right. Maybe you shouldn’t be doing this. With a deep breath, you pushed the growing doubts aside, and knocked on Seungmin’s door. After a moment, he called you inside. You found him sitting on his bed, guitar in his lap. With raised eyebrows he looked up at you, and said: “Are you still sure about this?” You nodded, doing your best to look certain. “I am. This is what I want.”

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Three days later, you were at Felix and Seungmin’s place again, about to put on your shoes. Seungmin was standing beside you, lazily leaning against the wall. “Today was fun”, he said. You looked up from tightening your laces with a fond smile. “It was”, you said, “you’re a really good-“ You were interrupted by the sound of the doorbell. Both your heads snapped towards the door. “Are you expecting someone?” Seungmin shook his head. “No, must be for Felix.” He stepped past you and opened the door. “Han?” Your boyfriend looked at Seungmin - and then his eyes shifted onto you. “Jagi? What are you doing here?” You felt your heart sink, as an uncomfortable feeling settled in your stomach. Fuck. “Babe…I…uhm…”, you stammered. “She was bringing back Lix’s brownie box”, Seungmin swooped in. “Yeah, right”, you immediately agreed.

Han’s gaze shifted between the two of you, uncertain if he believed what he was told. “Right”, he said, drawing out the word. “Lix is in his room”, Seungmin quickly changed the subject, stepping aside to let Han in, but before your boyfriend could move, you squeezed past both of them. “See you at home babe”, you shouted over your shoulder as you bolted down the stairs, leaving both Han and Seungmin staring after you. That was too fucking close. 

***

It was late, way past midnight, and Han couldn’t sleep, the weird scene with you and Seungmin playing over and over in his head. He’d been watching you peacefully sleep beside him for roughly an hour now. You looked so pretty, so calm and innocent, so utterly unable to hurt him. And yet, something was stirring within him. There was this nagging feeling in the pit of his stomach, this persistent voice in the back of his head, telling him that something was up. Something was not right. You were hiding something. And he loved you, he loved you more than anything, and it hurt him to mistrust you. It hurt him to suspect you of anything bad. No, he wanted to believe things were fine. You wanted him to be with you by the end of the day, didn’t you? You asked him to spend the night, despite spending less and less of your days with him. You wanted him around, right? You still loved him. You still loved him? 

Han let out a sigh. Gently, he shifted towards the edge of the bed, making sure not to disturb you. Then he slipped out from under the covers and made his way to the kitchen. Maybe drinking some water would help calm him down. Seeing that the dishwasher had run, he opened it to grab a glass - and stopped right in his tracks. Sitting there, between cups and bowls, was a clear plastic box. A box he’d been eating brownies out of for the past three days. Felix’s box. The box you’d supposedly brought back to him earlier that day. But you hadn’t. It was right here. You’d lied to him. 

Suddenly, Han felt violently sick, as all of his fears seemed to come true at once. The picture of you standing behind Seungmin, utterly startled, staring at him like a deer in headlights, once again returned to Han, burning itself into the back of his eyelids. Why had you been that startled? What had you been doing there? With Seungmin? Han’s heartbeat accelerated so fast it left him dizzy, and before he knew it, he sunk down onto the kitchen floor, back pressed against the cabinets and knees pulled up to his chin. Oh no. Oh no. Were you cheating on him? With one of his best friends, no less? Was this where you went when you had no time for him? Han’s body started violently shaking as tears started to run down his face. This couldn’t be happening. You were his world, his heart, his soul. A part of him. You were everything. He couldn’t lose you. Han’s skin felt like it was on fire, his lungs struggled to let in air, his vision was beyond blurry. 

And then his body started to move on its own. He couldn’t stay here, in your apartment, for a second longer. He snuck back into your bedroom, grabbing his hoodie and his phone, avoiding to look at you at all costs. Then he slipped on his shoes and rushed outside. The way home was a blur, he got there purely by muscle memory, as his mind was racing with made up images. You kissing Seungmin. You in Seungmins lap. You tangled up in bed with Seungmin. It made him sick, his heart breaking over and over in his chest. This couldn’t be happening. You were his one and only. His forever. How could you do this? How could this happen? It couldn’t. He couldn’t lose you. No. No. 

He didn’t bother to be quiet when he entered his own home, the door loudly closing behind him. It didn’t take long for Minho to come out of his room, despite the late hour, looking like he’d just fallen out of bed. Because he likely had. “What the fuck, Hannie”, he said, rubbing his eyes. But as soon as he took a good look at his best friend, he knew. “Fuck”, he mumbled, rushing over. And then Han fell apart, utterly and completely, turning into a sobbing, shaking, broken mess in Minho’s arms. 

30 Minutes later, Han was still crying, curled up in Minho’s arms on his bed, as the older one rubbed comforting circles on his back. No word was spoken, Han was unable to even think of speaking, and Minho already knew what was going on. He knew what you’d been doing, and he’d also disapproved, precisely for this reason. But you had insisted, and now Han was inconsolable. Broken. Unnecessarily hurt. Minho cursed you in his head, pulled out his phone and shot you a text. 

***

You woke up early to an empty bed. Confused, you tapped your hand in the spot where Han should be. But he wasn’t. You let out a groan. It wasn’t unheard of that Han disappeared before you woke up, but you still hated when it happened. Groggily, you reached for your phone. Usually, Han sent you a text when he had to leave early. And there was a text on your phone, but it wasn’t from Han. It was from Minho and it had you sit up straight in a flash.

Minho: Tell him or I will. 

The time stamp read 3:47am. Even with your mind not fully awake yet, you could put the pieces together. Han had left your place in the middle of the night. But why? What had happened? Why was Minho telling you to spill your secret? Confused, you got out of bed and made your way into the kitchen. The dishwasher was still open - and there, sitting in the top drawer, Felix’s brownie box was basically staring at you. “Fuck”, you muttered, frantically running your hands through your hair. Han had seen that. And he’d run to conclusions. Oh no. No, no, no. Yeji had been right. As had Felix and Minho. You’d been so stupid, so careless. How could you have ever thought that sneaking around like that with Seungmin would work? Why did you allow Seungmin to lie? And then you agreed? Fuck. Fuck.

At light speed, you got dressed, grabbed your things and rushed out the door. Your heart was hammering in your chest as you made your way to Han and Minho’s place, hands sweaty and mind racing. The thought of Han hurting had your chest clenching painfully. He was the love of your life, your person, your Hannie. You cursed yourself over and over for your foolishness. This was not what you’d planned, this was not what you’d wanted. When you arrived at their place, your hands were shaking, and silent tears were streaming down your face. Nervously, you rang the doorbell. 

“About time”, Minho said when he opened the door. “How is he?”, you asked, voice shaky. Minho huffed. “What do you think?” He was staring daggers at you, but stepped aside to let you in. “He’s in his room. He slept a bit, but I couldn’t leave his side all night. You really fucked up, Y/N.” “I know”, you replied meekly, unable to meet his eyes. “Then go fix it.” Minho shoved you towards Han’s room, barely allowing you to take off your shoes. 

When you entered Han’s room, your heart broke at the image in front of you. Han was curled up in his bed, knees drawn up to his chest. His face was puffy and streaked with tears, his whole body looking utterly exhausted from crying all night. He looked defeated. Broken. A quiet sob escaped your lips as the weight of what you had done crashed down on you. Han didn’t move, but his eyes were open, staring at nothing. 

Cautiously, you made your way towards his bed, perching yourself on the edge. “Baby?”, you said softly, not yet allowing yourself to reach for him. You knew you wouldn’t be able to handle him flinching at your touch, so you didn’t risk it. At the sound of your voice, his gaze shifted towards you. His eyes were so swollen, so red, it sent daggers through your heart. He didn’t say a word, just blankly stared at you. The silence in the room was deafening, a heavy veil of unspoken assumptions.

“Do you love him?” When Han eventually broke the silence, he sounded rough and shaky. “Who?” It was a stupid question. You knew who he was talking about, you knew what he was thinking. But your stupid mouth was faster than your brain and so you made him say it. “Seung-“ He couldn’t finish, as his body convulsed with an earth shattering sob. At that, you threw all caution to the wind and rushed to his side, crawling into his bed beside him and wrapping him in your arms. “No”, you said, “no, baby. I don’t.” 

Han was crying again, unable to push you away, even if part of him wanted to, but the craving to be close to you was bigger. “I love you”, you said, “only you.” You tightened your grip on him. “I’m so sorry”, you said, “I was so stupid. I’m so sorry, baby.” And for a while, you stayed like that. Han slowly melted more and more into you, despite the bad thoughts screaming in his head, as you apologised over and over, reassuring him of your love, tightly holding him close. You didn’t know how much time passed, didn’t care either, you just wanted to comfort your boyfriend, who you had hurt so foolishly. 

When his sobs eventually died down, you allowed him to move back just enough to look at you. “Why did you lie?”, he asked, “About the box?” You sighed and brushed the tears from his face, his flushed skin hot under your fingers. “I’m so sorry about that”, you said, “it was so stupid. I should’ve just said that I met up with Minnie. We panicked, both of us. It was stupid.” Han looked at you, still utterly confused. “Why were you meeting up with him then?” You sighed again. “It was supposed to be a surprise”, you said, “but that’s not an option anymore now, I guess.” “A surprise?” You nodded. “Minnie was giving me guitar lessons. And singing lessons.” 

Han fully sat up, removing himself from your embrace and you immediately missed his warmth, half chasing after him. “He was teaching you?” You nodded again. “I wrote a song for you. For our anniversary. I wanted to be able to sing it.” Han stared at you, searching your eyes. But you held his gaze effortlessly. There was no sign of dishonesty, none of that look you had when you had lied the day before. Slowly, Han took in what you said, putting the pieces together. “That’s why you were so busy these past weeks?” Again, you nodded. “I’m so sorry, Hannie, I should’ve handled it better. I just wanted to surprise you.” You reached for his hands and he let you, curling his fingers around yours. “I love you so much, baby. I’m so sorry. I never meant to hurt you.” It was Han’s turn to nod, his gaze wandering to your intertwined fingers. He took a deep breath, as he decided to believe you. 

“You wrote a song for me?”, Han asked eventually, giving you those big boba eyes you loved so much. A soft smile spread across your face. “Yeah.” “Can I hear it?”

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Fenya’s Masterlist

[jinnie-ret]

this is so cute 😭 the one where he feels a little uncomfortable if he's not got some sort of contact with you is djskeidjdndnddn melting my heart

Husband Felix

Pairing: Lee Felix × Gn!reader

Genre: fluff, headcanons

Request: Can you do husband Felix too? I love your fluff concepts

Warnings: mentions of food, physical touch, non sexual nudity (shower) and he's an idol

A/n: well this is very delusional lmao | daily click

Chan ver. | Felix ver.

Fiancé!Felix who spent the entire night previous the wedding on facetime with you, talking about how excited he was

Groom!Felix who 100% cried the day of your wedding (and he cried more than once)

Groom!Felix who had a whole speech ready for you

Groom!Felix who forgets said speech and just says the most beautiful and genuine vows ever, it all coming from deep of his heart

Groom!Felix who wants to dance with you the entire party

Groom!Felix who seems like he's spacing out at times, but really he's just admiring you in all your glory

Husband!Felix who couldn't be happier the morning after the wedding when he woke up and realised that it wasn't a dream, and that you actually married him

Husband!Felix who is very excited to see what future is going to look like

Husband!Felix who makes the process of moving in together the funniest and most memorable ever

Husband!Felix who is not scared of showing everyone how much he loves you

Husband!Felix whose love language is physical touch

Husband!Felix who even seems a little uncomfortable if he's not touching you, like he's a little bit lost

Husband!Felix who loves to take showers with you, with no second intention

Husband!Felix who always do tiktok trends for couples with you lmao

Husband!Felix who bakes literally all the time for you

Husband!Felix who lets post-it s on your fridge whenever he needs to leave too early or too late for work and doesn't want to wake you up

Husband!Felix who wants to travel the entire world with you

Husband!Felix who always take pictures of flowers he sees during tour, sad he can't give them to you, but wants you to seem em nevertheless

Husband!Felix who always takes you everywhere he possibly can imagine of, the company even gave up on telling him that he can't do that

Husband!Felix who forgets all his media training when it comes to you and is always talking about you to Stay

Husband!Felix who is your biggest supporter and is always there for when you need or simply want him

Husband!Felix who always asks you to paint his hair

Husband!Felix who calls you every time he feels frustrated or sad, because he knows you'll be there to comfort him

Husband!Felix who confesses his love to you randomly, just because

Husband!Felix who adopted a dog with you

Husband!Felix who still makes a lot of pick up lines almost as he's trying to win you over,even though you're literally married

Husband!Felix who still can't believe his luck

Husband!Felix who sees you as home

Husband!Felix who thank God every single day for being able to marry you

Masterlist | you'll probably like: boyfriend san

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!

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Dividers by @saradika-graphics | images 1, 2 and 3

[250318]

[skzandkpop]

[lookitsjess]

I've been feeling very sensitive towards skz lately....to the point that if I even think about any of them for too long I start crying. I don't know where thats coming from...

Have this smiley JeongChan as compensation

[orangeseouls]

[sunshinesfreckless]

NON-DISCLOSURE PREGNANCY

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Pairing: Idol!Felix x Fem!Reader

Summary: How do you confront the man who got you pregnant when you signed a piece of paper that specifically told you to stay quiet?

A/N: I had this thought while rewatching Nana… when I saw this weird creature called Takumi becoming a father, and I just thought, hell yeah, I got an idea. Sorry if it seems a bit rushed—it was just a quick short story in my notes app again.

Warnings: I don’t know, man. Mentions of condoms and sex?

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She could still feel the small plastic stick in her hand. How the two plus signs stared back at her. How, despite their pale colors, they had burned themselves deep into her mind.

Positive… positive… po—

“Miss Y/L/N,” the receptionist called.

Y/N looked up.

“The doctor is expecting you.”

Y/N grabbed her bag and jacket and stood up.

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“Congratulations, Miss Y/L/N…” The doctor smiled as she handed her the document, confirming it once again. Positive. Y/N looked at the doctor, who immediately noticed the lack of enthusiasm. “We can discuss your options… in case you’re not ready to become a mother,” the doctor said cautiously. Y/N remained silent.

“Adoption… surrogacy… abo—”

Y/N shook her head.

“I… I’m not sure yet, you know?”

The doctor nodded understandingly.

“Problems with the father?”

Y/N let out a quiet sigh.

“Yeah… yeah, something like that.”

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She put on her jacket and glanced over at the pregnant woman scheduling an appointment. Her belly was much bigger than Y/N’s… but then again, Y/N was only in her second month.

She quickly left the clinic, walking down the stairs. As she pushed open the door, that damned poster blinded her once again—the one she had been trying to avoid.

“Problems with the father?”

Y/N looked up. Stray Kids stared back at her. But her focus was locked on one member—the one with long, blonde hair. The one who had whispered sweet nothings into her ear while taking her in an expensive hotel room.

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“Felix,” he had said, smiling. Y/N set down the cashier scanner she had been using to check out the two men’s groceries.

She turned to the man standing behind him. They were both wearing masks—except for Felix, who had pulled his down. Her gaze returned to Felix. “Can I help you? Are you looking for something?” The man behind Felix laughed, making both Y/N and Felix glance at him. “Hyunjin, knock it off,” Felix murmured before turning back to her. “No, I know where everything is, thanks. I was actually… I was actually looking for you.”

“Me?”

Y/N stared at him, confused. He had such delicate features…

She felt almost hypnotized by the beauty of this man.

Felix slid something across the counter toward her. She lowered her gaze to their groceries.

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“Condoms are provided,” the manager said. Y/N gave him an understanding nod. “Not that I’d poke a hole in them, huh?” She laughed nervously.

The manager didn’t even flinch.

“Oooohhh… okay sensitive Topic, sorry.”

She clicked the pen with the JYP logo on it. The room she was in felt sterile. So… uncomfortable. She glanced once more at the document in front of her. The three letters NDA stood out the most.

“If I break these rules, then what?”

The manager sighed. He had already explained it to her several times. “Then it will be expensive for you, Miss.” She pressed her lips together. With slightly trembling hands—when had they started trembling?—she signed the document after checking all the necessary boxes. She slid it across the table to the lawyer sitting opposite her. The lawyer packed up the NDA, stood up wordlessly, and left. “Follow me, please,” the manager murmured.

“How often do you have to do things like this?” Y/N asked as she quickly got up, grabbing her bag.

“I don’t disclose that information.”

He opened the door to the small conference room.

Y/N winced as her sneakers squeaked against the expensive flooring.

Seoul’s most luxurious hotel. Her cheap shoes. Not a great combination.

She took a nervous breath as she stood in the elevator beside the manager. He noticed her tension. “It’s not a dentist appointment,” the manager said. “Well… this doesn’t exactly happen every day either,” Y/N mumbled, gripping her bag tighter.

“Felix is nice. Don’t worry.”

“Are you seriously giving me reassuring words right now?”

The manager stepped out of the elevator, and she followed him.

“Then why were you so mean to me in that little room?”

The manager rolled his eyes and unlocked a door.

He handed her a card.

“He’ll be here any moment. Please give me your phone.” Y/N quickly nodded and fumbled through her bag to find it. The manager placed it in a small plastic sleeve he had pulled from his pocket and gave her a thin smile before leaving, letting the door fall shut behind him. Y/N glanced around.

The curtains were drawn, the bed neatly made.

Only now did it truly sink in—what she was about to do—when someone else opened the door.

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She tried to remember if there was anything in her contract about what happens when you get pregnant by the idol you spent a very passionate night with… Y/N bit her lower lip as she desperately tried to think. She looked away from her tea and out at the view in front of her. That view was the JYP building. She probably looked like one of the fangirls sitting in the café, pacing up and down, waiting for one of the idols who worked there to come outside. Y/N glanced at them. One of the girls had a Felix photocard attached to her pants. The girl looked over at her, and Y/N quickly averted her gaze, turning back to the window. She rested a hand on her stomach, trying not to think about how HE had groaned into her ear with that deep voice. How HE had nearly emptied an entire box of condoms because of her. How HE had held her close, his forehead pressed against hers, telling her how good she felt… Y/N shivered.

She often sat in this café. Every day after work. She was in the middle of her second month and looked up as the employee brought her a tea.

“The usual, right?” she asked with a friendly smile.

Y/N thanked her and took the tea.

“Do you like any of the bands?” the employee asked. Y/N waved her off. “I just like the tea here.” “Oh.” The employee laughed and walked away. Y/N let out a small yawn. Her head ached from overthinking. She buried her face in her hands, propping herself up on the table.

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“Please, two iced Americanos and a lemonade.”

The café employee nodded and grabbed three cups.

“Tough practice today?” she asked as she walked over to the coffee machine.

“Yep.”

She glanced at the three idols who always came by just before closing time, knowing the café would be empty. Chan fumbled with his wallet while Hyunjin and Felix looked at a girl sleeping at one of the tables. “Is she okay?” Felix asked. The employee followed his gaze. “Oh… she’s here a lot… drinks tea, stares out the window, thinks a lot… I suspect she’s pregnant. She always has her hand on her stomach. I let her sleep; you never know what people are going through.” Chan looked at her, too.

“And the father of the child just lets her sleep in a café?” Felix murmured, concerned.

Hyunjin grabbed his arm. “Don’t worry about things that don’t concern you.” Felix looked at Hyunjin. As the three of them left the café, Y/N was gently woken up.

“Miss, we’re closing.”

She sat up in her chair.

“Sorry…” “It’s completely fine, please don’t stress.” Y/N gave a small smile and placed some money on the table.

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How was she supposed to tell him? Did she have to tell him? Yes, no question about it. Did she want to tell him? Yes, no question about that either. She wouldn’t be able to live with herself otherwise. She carefully stepped onto the street, heading toward the building. No matter what anyone told her—she was keeping the baby. She would manage with or without this company’s help. With trembling hands, she reached for the door and opened it. Security immediately approached her. “One moment, please, I can explain– wh—” She yelped as they grabbed her arms, trying to drag her out, when someone noticed her. “Stop, stop,” said none other than the manager from that night. Y/N’s eyes widened. “I know her. Let her go. I want to know what’s going on.” The security guards hesitated but then released her. Y/N looked at the manager.

Shit.

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Felix stared breathlessly at the ceiling of the studio, gripping his water bottle tightly. The door opened. “AHHH, look who’s visiting us!” Seungmin called out. Felix sat up. The manager didn’t look amused. “Is there trouble?” Changbin joked, taking a sip of his water. “Felix. Come with me.” Felix went pale. The guys stopped joking. Felix adjusted his sweatpants and pulled off his beanie, placing it next to his water bottle. He looked at Hyunjin, who gave him a confused glance.

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Y/N stared at the Twice poster. If she avoided the Stray Kids posters, maybe she could think about it less. Maybe it wouldn’t feel so final. The office door opened. Reflexively, she lowered her gaze to the tabletop. Felix froze in the doorway. “Is everything okay?” he asked immediately, his voice full of concern.

“I’ll leave you two alone for a moment—you have a lot to talk about.” The door closed again.

Y/N took shallow breaths. Her fingers dug into the fabric of her dress as she slowly looked up. Felix was still standing in the doorway, slightly out of breath from training. His blond hair was tied back, but a few strands had come loose, falling into his face. Despite the slight sheen of sweat on his skin, he looked perfect.

As he stepped closer, she suddenly felt so small. So stupid. Stupid because she knew her words could change his entire career. She opened her mouth—nothing came out.

“Y/N?” he asked gently. At least he remembered her name.

Her gaze wandered to his freckles. Would their child have them too? She hoped so. It had to.

Since when was he so close?

She flinched when she realized he had crouched down in front of her chair.

Right. She still had something to tell him.

“Before I start…” Her voice was rough. “I don’t want you to think I expect money or anything. I’m telling you because you should know.” Felix furrowed his brows. “Y/N, what—?”

“I’m pregnant.”

Felix turned pale.

“I’m keeping the baby.” She spoke quickly before he could react. “But whether your name is on the birth certificate is up to you. You can’t force me to have an abortion, and whether you pay child support is your decision. I just wanted you to know. I couldn’t sleep at night because—because you didn’t know.” Her gaze flickered. “I don’t want to ruin your career.” Felix blinked several times. Then he raised a hand. “Hold on.” “What?” “Stop over-explaining, sweetheart.”

Sweetheart.

He stood up, ran a hand through his hair, and took a deep breath. “Okay, shit.” Y/N clenched her hands in her lap. “So… I’ll be honest with you. I’ve never been in a situation like this before.” Felix looked at her. “Did you not save my number?” “Your what?” “My phone number. I left it for you that night.” “Oh.” Her cheeks grew hot. “No, I… I must have missed it.” Felix grabbed a piece of paper from the desk and quickly scribbled a number on it. “Save it immediately.”

Y/N took the paper with wide eyes.

Felix looked at her seriously. “Forget it. I don’t want you to have an abortion. Keep the baby. And I’ll take responsibility. Just tell me how I can help.”

She swallowed. “And if this all gets out?” Felix let out a dry laugh. “I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t be the first idol with a secret pregnancy.” He crouched down in front of her again, his hands wrapping around hers. “Please forgive my lack of enthusiasm.” His thumb brushed over the back of her hand. “That was just… a surprise. I actually planned to get to know you better before raising a child together.” “What?” Felix smirked slightly. “I left you my number because I wanted to see you again. Do you know how frustrated I was when you never called?” Y/N’s face grew even hotter. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know… I didn’t know you wanted that.”His gaze dropped to her stomach. “And you’re sure it’s mine?” he asked carefully. Y/N nodded immediately. “Felix, I’m a thousand percent sure. We can do a paternity test once the baby is born.” Felix sighed. “Management will probably insist on that. Do you know how many fake paternity claims Hyunjin has already had to deal with?” Y/N couldn’t help but smile slightly. Felix squeezed her hands tighter. “We’ll figure this out, okay? You and me. We’ll make it work somehow.” She looked into his warm, freckled face—and for the first time in weeks, she didn’t feel alone anymore. Y/N swallowed. Felix’s thumb was still gently brushing over the back of her hand, as if trying to soothe her. But her heart was racing. She wasn’t sure if it was because of his closeness or the fear of what was coming next. Felix took a deep breath. “How far along are you?” “Almost three months.” He nodded slowly. “Okay. This… this is real. Holy shit. It’s been that long already?” Y/N let out a nervous laugh. “Yeah.”

Felix looked at her like he was searching for the right words. “Do you have someone supporting you? Your family?” Y/N hesitated. “My family doesn’t know.” His gaze softened. “Have you told anyone?”

“No. A piece of paper is what’s stopping me.”

Felix squeezed her hands tighter. “Then I’m glad you told me now.” She let out a dry laugh. “I thought you’d either scream or run away.” Felix scoffed. “Do you really think I’m that kind of guy?” “I don’t know. I… I barely know you.” His lips curved into a crooked smile. “We can change that.” He let go of her hands only to grab a chair and sit right in front of her. Resting his elbows on his knees, he looked like he was trying to process everything. “Alright. You want to keep it. I want to take responsibility. So that means we’re… partners in crime now or something?” Y/N couldn’t help but smile. “I guess so.” Felix grinned briefly, but then his expression grew serious again. “If you want, I can help you tell your family.” Y/N stared down at her hands. She shook her head. “That won’t be easy.” Felix leaned in closer. “We’ll do it together, okay?” She looked up at him. “Why are you so… calm?” Felix chuckled softly. “Because I reminded myself that you don’t have to go through this alone. And neither do I.”

He leaned back. “Listen. I know my life is complicated. And now, because of me, yours is even more complicated. But I’m not running away. We’ll figure this out. And no matter what you need—I’m here.”

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[etsukiharu]

They shall be boxed and shipped to me from ha0lin's hands >:)))