#I sat in the floor with felix for half an hour and it really helped me and now I'm looking forward not focusing on the depression spiral.

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I've decided I'm killing my depression today and instead I am

[daceydeath]

Hi! I just recent found your page! I was wondering if you could do a story where y/n sprained her ankle during dance practice and how the boys take care of her. Scold her a bit too? Lol thank you 😊

Hi, I am glad you found me 🥰 I can absolutely write something like that for you, I just hope you like it and I don't disappoint. DaceyDeath xx

When you Fall and Hurt Yourself While Dancing - Hyung Line

Word Count: 3.1K Genre: Fluff, Angst Warnings: Swearing, injuries (obviously) Requested

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Chan You had dropped by JYP to have lunch with Chan, he had been so busy over the past week that you knew it was going to take every spare moment you could squeeze out to see each other. As usual he was in his studio on a work call so you wandered over to the dance space to visit the others. Opening the door you were confronted with chaos, like usual really, Minho was monitoring how Innie was dancing while Seungmin and Hyunjin dicked about to annoy Changbin.

"Hi noona" Felix called excitedly skidding over to give you a hug.

"Is he still on a call?" Han laughed as you sat yourself down against the wall to watch them practice while you sipped from your water bottle. After a little while they all got back to seriously practicing blocking out the choreography for the new song that would be to title track for the new album.

"We can't get anymore done until Chan gets back" Minho sighed looking disappointed as he glared at the door in the mirror.

"Why not" you asked tilting you head confused.

"It's really hard to start the choreography practice if we don't have where each of us will be for the start point, we can't get the spacing right otherwise" Minho explained as you nodded along.

"Why don't you just have someone stand in for Chan?" you asked like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"We would need someone who isn't doing anything else for an unknown amount of time no one is just sitting around doing nothing" Hyunjin added frowning deeply as Felix laughed loudly and ran across the room to you.

"What is so funny?" Han asked looking at Felix as he took your hand and pulled you to your feet.

"Who else is sitting around waiting for Chan?" Felix asked bringing you to stand beside Changbin where Chan would be for at least the start of the choreography.

"Genius" Minho grinned turning back to the mirror as he started to instruct each of them what they were doing. You had no idea how long you had just been moving where ever Minho instructed you to, or at what point you started following along with the choreography but once the run through had happened half a dozen times you were following along just fine until Changbin went right instead of left and took you out.

"Fucking shitting hell" you groaned in real pain after you had gotten tangled with Changbin and ended up on the floor. "Bin you're heavy get off".

"Yah I'm sorry" he yelped getting up quickly as the others watched in amusement before noticing your face was actually screwed up in pain.

"You were meant to go left not right" you whimpered as he pulled you up making Minho cut the music to help you.

"Shit you're actually hurt" he gulped looking slightly alarmed.

"It's just my ankle and I have two" you tried joking and Changbin helped you limp to the couch to sit. "Just don't tell Channie".

Chan came back a few minutes later and was thrilled to see how far they had gotten without him and after another hour of practice they finished up. Still in pain from when you fell you didn't get straight up to kiss Chan or mention lunch instead trying to hide your grimace when Han flopped down next to you.

"Baby what happened? Are you ok?" he instantly caught your expression and tensed up.

"I had a tiny accident while I was waiting for you. It's nothing just my ankle is a little sore" you explained vaguely attempting to get up and put all your weight on your other foot.

"What tiny accident?" he narrowed his eyes looking at you suspiciously

"I fell over dancing" you admitted sheepishly biting your lip.

"I have told you dozens of time the boys mess around too much and you will get hurt" he scolded you halfheartedly swinging you into his arms "You aren't a professional baby girl"

"I'm sorry Channie, I was only trying to help with blocking out your spot while the guys practiced and I was helping before I got taken out" you pouted.

"You're lucky you're cute baby" He sighed kissing your forehead.

"Chan" you squealed as he made for the door the others following behind the pair of you.

"We are going to get this checked out, then you are going to tell me which one of them took you out" He grumbled although you could tell he meant it softer.

"I'm no snitch Christopher Bang" you snipped making him chuckle.

Lee Know In order to hone his ability to choreograph different styles and types of dances you had agreed that, even though you were not a very good dancer, you would help your boyfriend out. He had been thinking up how to choreograph a couples dance for weeks now and once he had inspiration you were going to be going to the studio to learn and practice it.

It was currently 4 am and you had been practicing for three hours now, not that you were going to complain this was his passion and you would do anything to support him. You had nothing to do the next day so you could sleep then, suppressing a yawn you got back into your starting position.

"Did you want to try it with the heels now kitten?" he asked softly looking at you with excited eyes.

"Of course love" you smiled tiredly going over to sit and change into the pretty heels that he had asked to wear when he filmed the final product, he had been very specific about the look of what he was going for you after slipping into the new shoes you took your place back beside him on the floor.

"Alright from the top. Five, six, seven eight" He counted the pain of you in and you started the first one was a little more difficult with the heels instead of sneakers but you managed not to fall on your butt.

"You did that really well kitten, do you want to try it one more time and we will go home?" he asked his grin bright as he panted slightly the sweat gleaming on his forehead. Nodding you returned to your start point even though your feet hurt and you were tired one more wouldn't hurt to make him happy. He spun you one last time moving to go into the final chorus when his foot knocked the heel you were still holding all your weight on making you crumple like a house of cards, your ankle rolling in the process. You shrieked loudly as you landed the pain in your ankle obvious before you even moved.

"Kitten???" he shouted loudly as he ran to turn the music off and then help you up. You were slipping the shoes from your feet when you noticed your ankle was already slightly swollen.

"My ankle" you whimpered sniffling a little.

"Oh shit, kitten I'm sorry I will get you some ice and I will take you to the hospital" he mumbled seeming quite lost. "I can't believe I hurt you so badly, I'm so sorry kitten". His face was pained as he looked at you tears starting to pool in his lashes.

"You didn't hurt me it was an accident" you sniffed "I'm sorry I stuffed your choreography up" you took one of his hands in yours squeezing it.

"Don't be silly kitten you're more important than a stupid dance" he huffed as he helped you hop to the couch before texting Chan who was still in his studio to help him get you to the car. You knew Chan was fast but when he burst through the door a good minute or so before Changbin and Han you knew he had properly sprinted from the studio. You were sitting with your leg up on Minho's lap he had strapped ice packs to it to keep the swelling under control.

"Shit" Chan frowned coming over to look at your ankle before clapping his hand on Minho's shoulder squeezing it "This isn't your fault, stop blaming yourself accidents happen".

"We can grab your stuff" Han swatted your hand away from trying to pick up your bag "Minho and Chan will get you to the car".

After being treated like you had broken both your legs and would never walk again, bundled into the car by the two worried looking boys and driven to the hospital where embarrassingly the others all turned up to you were diagnosed with a sprained ankle, not an incurable injury as they were all treating it, making you laugh at Minho for his dramatics about the whole thing.

"I hope you learned a lesson here kitten" Minho scolded lightly "You are never dancing in heels again, ever".

Changbin Changbin had always adored that your were so close to his members, swapping recipes with Minho, join in on the online games with the younger members and, much to everyone's relief the one that now learnt all the TikTok dances with Felix.

You were currently laughing loudly at the over the top version that Minho and Han were dancing to imitate Felix teaching you whatever this stupid one was called. Hyunjin was trying his best to give you tips and pointers on your moves but you had told him the fact that you were a crap dancer added to your mystique making them all crack up again.

"Seriously you aren't that bad a dancer" Hyunjin insisted through his giggles.

"I'm never going to be graceful Hyunjin, I'm not built for grace I'm built for falling on my face" you joked as Felix slid down the wall laughing.

"Ok, ok, we need to get it together so we can get back on track" Chan grinned trying to stop his own laughter.

"One more practice then we will record it and were done" hiccuped Jeongin who had promised to film for you today. Chan nodded as you and Felix got back into your positions and did one last run through you trying not to make a total arse of yourself before you grabbed the two over sized black hoodies and hats that you needed to disguise Felix and yourself for the clip.

"Now I know we didn't practice the jump but I know you can do it I've seen you jump on Binnie before" Felix grinned and you nodded knowing you could do it without too much issue.

"I'm heavier than you think though Felix, you sure you want me to?" you asked cautiously not wanting to seem like you were doubting his strength.

"Yeah should be easy" he reassured you pulling the hat all the way over his face and you grinned in response as you got into position to record. You put more effort into the actual video than you had playing around with Felix and Changbin was proud to see Hyunjin actually look impressed with how you moved your body. You finished up with jumping and wrapping your legs around Felix's waist as the routine needed, Felix catching you easily except he hadn't been expecting you to move with such force so you both moved out of the view of the phone.

"Shit" Felix grunted softly as he tried to maintain his balance, and failing, as you started to drop your legs you both hit the ground hard making the others laugh loudly and Jeongin stop recording.

"Fuck sorry" he chuckled until he moved and you shrieked your ankle popping loudly, he froze watching the tears run down your cheeks freely as the laughter stopped and Changbin was at your side helping Felix to move you off of him and off the floor.

"Baby! Shit I knew you shouldn't be doing stupid shit like this" Changbin yelled his worry over coming him more than anger.

"M'sorry Binnie" you cried as you felt your ankle pop again this time making the pain lessen slightly but not much.

"Changbin, take a breath it was an accident" Chan pushed him to sit beside you as Felix looked at you from across the room where he was being hugged by Hyunjin tears in his own eyes. Swallowing thickly you let Chan and Minho put ice on your ankle as they called their manager to get you to the hospital. Changbin continued holding you his concern obvious to the others.

"I'm so sorry" Felix repeated again and again watching you wince and whimper as they moved you around.

"It's not your fault Felix" you tried to reassure him.

"You shouldn't be doing these sorts of things baby, you could have hurt yourself worse or you could have hurt Felix" he muttered into you hair his voice shaking slightly.

"I'm sorry" you mumbled miserably as their manager came in with the first aid kit to help you bind your ankle before you were moved to a car to go to the hospital.

The manager took you by yourself to the hospital and you texted Felix and Changbin non stop to tell them you were alright, it was your fault and you were sorry, once you were bandaged up properly and given crutches to get around on the manager brought you back to JYP where the others were now almost finished for their day. Limping back in on the crutches they all crowded around you to cuddle you.

"What's the verdict?" Chan asked softly patting your head.

"I dislocated and sprained my ankle" you mumbled "I'll be on crutches for weeks.

Hyunjin You had been seeing Hyunjin in secret, secret from the fans at least, for about six months. Both of you being idols had put a huge amount of pressure to not let either of your fandom know, not because either of you thought your fans wouldn't be happy for you, because the company was happier just not having to deal with any sort of drama at the time. You had agreed to abide by the rules they had set for you both and so far you had managed to keep everything under wraps.

It was the second night of your groups concert and your family and Hyunjin's had made their way into Seoul to see you perform, you had obviously invited Hyunjin and his members too in order to make it less suspicious that he was there and since you shared the same company it wasn't to strange and idea that they would be supporting your group.

The show had been going well, you had performed in your duo units, done all of your crowd pleasing hits and had been interacting with the crowd making you so happy that when the encore stage started and you were all ready for your last song you didn't notice on of the streamers that had gotten caught around one of the fold backs on on the far end of the stage, going into the chorus of the last song you slipped landing hard and almost falling into the wings of the stage where you remained sitting as your ankle throbbed painfully. Your members were quick to notice when you missed your line quickly making their way over to you and cutting the song short as they helped you from the stage.

You told them to start the last song over and apologize on your behalf and, to their credit they did, but not before you hear Hyunjin's voice calling for you down the corridor.

"Go, apologize, I will use the back stage mic to apologize as well" you instructed quickly your leader agreeing and hurrying the others back to the stage.

"Princess?!?" he almost shrieked as he, Chan and Felix made their way into the room.

"Just let me make this announcement first" you swallowed the lump forming in your throat "Hi again Love Bugs, I'm sorry I could not finish the show but lets take it from the top one more time" you cheered hearing the crowd from the stage as the music started once again. The backstage microphone was taken by staff before either of you spoke.

"Princess, I have told you to always look where you are going" Hyunjin scolded lightly "What if you had seriously hurt yourself? you could end your dancing career so easily, then what would you do?".

"She knows that Hyunjinnie no need to be harsh with her" Chan soothed gesturing for Felix to give him a hand wrangling their dramatic member "Can you get your shoe off?"

"I don't know it's really painful" you sniffed your eyes watering as the members and your manager came back in after finishing the final song.

"You still need to be more careful, what if you broke something!" Hyunjin continued as he sighed worryingly.

"I'm sorry Hyunie" you whimpered

"Do you think you could stand for the final photos?" your manager asked carefully noticing how agitated Hyunjin was and how Chan was trying to ease your high top off without hurting you.

"She needs a doctor pretty quickly I would say it's already turning black" Chan interrupted looking at Hyunjin who looked at your leg wide eyed.

"Alright lets get some of the security to get you out of here and to the hospital, obviously your guests will be told and looked after and can meet you at the dorms" you manager nodded organizing two of them to carry you to the car Hyunjin in tow with Chan while Felix went back to the others to update them.

Hyunjin didn't speak to you again until you were sitting in your private room waiting for the x-ray results as Chan kept your members, family and his members updated knowing that Lee Know and Changbin would organize to take both sets of parents for a meal with their remaining members to keep them occupied until you were released.

"I'm sorry I was mean princess" Hyunjin whispered his hand squeezing yours "I just get so scared when you get any type of injury, I know you worked so hard for your dream".

"I know Hyunie" you smiled at him softly squeezing back.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting Miss" your doctor bowed walking back into your room "The x-rays are clear so it looks like it is just a sprain so we will wrap it for you and give you some pain relief but you will need to come back in a week for us to examine it again".

"Thank you doctor" Chan thanked him as the nurse who had followed him smiled gently and began strapping your ankle to keep it from swelling further.

"Just ice it continuously and use the medicine and you will be back to dancing in no time" she instructed kindly before also taking her leave.

"Let's get you some dinner the guys aren't far from here with your parents" Chan smiled as Hyunjin quickly leaned in to kiss you softly before helping you up.

"I'll be coming round to help you whenever you need me" he whispered helping you to get the crutches right.

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[leiflitter]

one of them is comforting or taking care of the other, i come begging for some cattonquick tenderness ❤️

Minor YAH1 spoilers for those who haven't read it~

TW for burns >_>

"Oliver, it hurts, I can't... The fucking itching, it..."

Oliver awoke so quickly it felt like he'd missed his alarm on an exam day. It was a jolt, an electric shock that had him sitting bolt upright in bed. Felix wasn't beside him, not properly; he was sat at the end of the bed, balled up, moving incessantly. His feet built to a rapid tattoo upon the floor, before he let out a whiny, wet sob.

"M'here, I'm awake- Felix, Felix, here, I'm here." He kicked his way out of the duvet, scrambling across the bed to get his arms around Felix's heaving shoulders. Nights were bad, and Oliver couldn't remember if Felix had taken the painkillers that were meant to help, but probably not. They'd had a new bottle of pills dropped off by the nurse practitioner, so in turn... Felix leaned into him, but couldn't keep it up. He writhed, a snake trying to shed an old skin. "I'll help, just... Did you take your pills, Felix?"

"Nnnn... No, they're meant to be in the bathroom but the bottle was empty, and I... I was tired, Ollie, so tired and now it itches so much." Felix writhed against him, curling closer then wriggling away. He couldn't sit still, and he kept raising a hand to the bandages across the right side of his face before snatching his hand away. He wasn’t allowed to scratch, not while the skin was healing. Besides, they'd been told repeatedly that scratching would not help. If Felix gave in, then it'd just get worse.

"New bottle's on the side in the kitchen. Come on. Walk and talk, alright?"

The hallway wasn't wide enough for two side by side, but that was secondary. Oliver tucked himself as close by Felix's side as possible, going slowly. Getting dressed had been a trial- Felix had to keep stopping to fight his way through another surge of itching, and at times Oliver had to hold his hands down. He was beyond insults, at least, because Oliver knew Felix wanted to yell at him for it, but he couldn't form proper words. He'd had to lace Felix's shoes for him, and he kept checking his pocket to make sure he had the housekeys. Getting locked out would be an ordeal, especially as they had about half an hour until Felix would hopefully be insensible. The pills had been another hurdle; Felix had almost dribbled water down his front in his misery, which would have meant a change of clothes. Another delay, one that might have driven him to breaking point.

Oliver had learned via trial and error that the best way to help Felix through the bad nights was distraction. Everything felt worse when there was nothing else to focus on; he needed to bump Felix out of this path and into another. Have that cartoonish moment where he pulled a big lever and the train switched rail.

The night was cold, but that should help too. More sensation for Felix to focus on, and Oliver held him tightly as he closed the door and turned them left. His road- their road- was a dead-end, leading to a pedestrian entrance to Angel and Greyhound meadow. It had been part of the reason Oliver had bought it; it was close to Addison's walk, albeit across the river, and it felt comforting knowing he was a stone's throw away from where it all began. The gate was closed, of course, but it meant they could walk in a little loop at the end of the road and not risk getting run over.

"Did you make a decision about the ice sculptures? For the wedding?"

Their breath misted in front of them, and Felix was still gaspy and wobbling, but he looked down at Oliver and nodded.

"Thought... Well, seemed a shame not to have some, especially... Specially as I emailed- well, Lu emailed- that fun fellow off that Netflix show where they..." He grimaced, the expression half-hidden by heavy white bandages, and Oliver gave him a reassuring squeeze. There's no rush. "He did that... It was a dwagon, I think, and it looked really cool- no pun intended- so maybe the minotaw... Fuck, am I..."

"It's cute, Felix. So you want an ice minotaur at our wedding? Not, I dunno, a big heart or cupid or..."

"It was that or a scale model of Oxford, but apparently that would be too expensive even for me."

By the time Felix couldn't feel his face, Oliver was icy. He didn't mind, though, not when Felix collapsed on the bed as soon as they got close enough to it. He tugged Felix's shoes off, leaving them- for once- where they fell. His own followed; their coats were crumpled in the hall. He sat down on the bed beside Felix, twisting to look at him with a soft sigh of relief, before leaning down to kiss his unbandaged cheek.

"I love you, Felix."

"Luhyuh... Owwie."

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DAY 02 | AS LUCKY AS US

PAIRING: lee felix x reader

GENRE: fluff, just pure fluff

WC: 0.80k

CW: none

PROMPT: matching bracelets

did i just describe making a bracelet in 800 words? yes, yes i did. honestly no real plot here, just a cute scene. hope you enjoy <3

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"Can you pass me the box with the white beads?" Felix asked as soon as he heard you walk into the room. He didn’t even bother to raise his head; he was too immersed in the project he was working on. The Australian was currently sitting in the middle of your living room, leaning back into the sofa for some support. You tried to convince him to sit somewhere more comfortable (anywhere besides the floor, really), but it was to no avail. Felix claimed things were more organized and easier for him to reach if he sat on the ground. And by things, he meant the mess of boxes and beads he managed to create in your living room during the hour and a half he was there.

In hindsight, you should have probably expected this, knowing Felix for years now. But then again, who would expect a worldwide-famous kpop idol to become so intrigued by the plastic beads you once bought for when your little niece was over? So there you were, watching Felix make what was his fifth bracelet and trying to figure out the colour scheme so it wouldn't collide with his comeback stage outfits. He had decided to make matching couple bracelets to wear at all times. The only problem was his current comeback period, which meant he had to be careful with choosing his jewelry if he wanted to convince the stylists to let him keep it for the stage. Fortunately for Felix, he managed to bribe one of the stylists to tell him the planned colour schemes for the next few stages.

As you picked up the box he wanted and passed it to him, you couldn’t help but smile. There was something so endearing about the way his eyes sparkled with excitement upon being handed the white beads. It was something so simple, but seeing Felix happy was all the reason needed for you to be happy as well.

“Move over.” You gently nudged his shoulder, and Felix detached himself from the sofa to make room for you. The second you made yourself comfortable, he was leaning back again, this time into your chest. Your arms automatically circled his waist and pulled him even closer, keeping a firm but gentle grip on him. Your chin found its resting place on Felix’s shoulder, and for a while, you just watched him work in silence.

When Felix had almost finished the bracelet, he held it up to look at the colours. “No… This isn't working. Something is wrong…” he mumbled to himself as he inspected the arrangement of beads. Even though you couldn't see his face from your position, you knew he had his “thinking face” on - lips pursed together and eyes focused only on the problem at hand. 

“Maybe try the dark blue instead of the light?” you suggested. The light blue was softer and more blended in with the white, thus making it harder to spot on stage. However, pairing a light and a dark colour has always worked out well, and personally, you liked the contrast that such combinations created.

Felix hummed, thinking about your idea. He began taking apart the bracelet until there was a single white bead left on the string. Then he made you hand him another box so he could start putting together a new bracelet. You noticed the pattern he was creating was different; he used more white beads than on the last design. You guessed it was because the bracelet needed to be as unnoticable as possible in order to not get taken away by stylists. 

For a while, you stayed in silence, accompanied only by Felix's quiet rendition of some Sam Smith song. You laid your head on his shoulder, simply enjoying being close to him like this. Not that you didn't get enough physical contact; in fact, both you and your boyfriend were more than willing to hug everything that breathed. It was usually Felix cuddling you, though, not the other way around. It felt nice to hold him in your arms for a change. It was like a reminder that this personification of sunshine and happiness was yours, and that made you feel all warm and content.

When Felix finished his bracelet, he excitedly showed you. “You were right, it looks much better." He smiled and turned his head to give you a quick thank-you kiss. He immediately began working on the second bracelet, slightly changing the pattern so it fits better with your style, but only so much to be clear that the bracelets are matching. 

A few days later, you scrolled through your social media, seeing hundreds of STAYs making theories about Felix’s new accessory. With a certain sense of pride, your eyes fell to your wrist, where was a bracelet designed to match Felix’s.

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CHAN:

"I thought we could start by going over to Lix's and then-" You stopped talking when you heard Chan's phone begin to buzz on the table in front of you. For the last hour and a half, it had been ringing over and over again with his fiancé's name flashing up on the screen.

"Are you going to get that?" You asked while letting out a small laugh, Chan's ears turned red as he turned to look at his phone.

"No," He answered plainly as he slid the phone into his back pocket.

"Why?"

"Because this is about a party tonight. We agreed not to call one another, they're probably drunk." You smiled weakly at the thought of it. Tonight was the final night of freedom for the both of them and you, and the boys had planned a giant - most extravagant - event of the century. It was going to be the party that would end all parties but it hadn't even started before his phone began to ring off the hook. 

"You sure? It could be important?" As much as you wanted to get on with your party plans the last thing you would want to do is tear your best friend away from his significant other in case they needed him.

"I'm sure it's nothing." He laughed as he took his phone from his pocket and began to text them back, your eyes went down to your phone as you told Felix to prepare the food and drinks ready for you both to arrive.

"We're starting at Felix's apartment and we're slowly going to make our way into town, I have that one venue you love completely booked out." You smirked, you were proud of yourself for achieving a lot of bachelor party plans within a matter of weeks. 

"Yn," Chan's voice came out a little down as you glanced up from your phone to see him standing up and searching for his coat.

"You guys can start without me, I'm sure I won't be long."

"Is everything okay?" You asked full of concern, you didn't want his fiancé to be hurt or in any kind of trouble, you'd gotten along so well with them and hoped that they were okay.

"They just need me right now, I'll be there soon." He promised as he looked at his phone and back at you, his eyes were filled with sympathy and you knew he didn't want to leave you. The two of you hadn't gotten to hang out as much as of late but you could fit it tonight.

"Go. Go, it's fine. You'll catch up." You shrugged it off and smiled as he headed out of your apartment. Once he was gone you let out a small sigh and got up, preparing yourself for the night ahead.

[X]

The party was over and it was barely even 3 in the morning and Chan hadn't called or text to let you know he wasn't coming. Nor that he was with his fiancé and that everything was okay.

"Chan, can you just let me know if you're alright? You never showed up at the party." You shouted through the door of his apartment, your spare key was proving to be very useful right now. 

"Chan?" You called out when you saw both him and his fiancé sitting on the floor in front of the coffee table, stacks of paper in front of them and they looked exhausted.

"Guys?" You asked as you sat yourself down opposite to them and looked down at the papers. It was all wedding preparations and seating plans,

"Yn? What are you doing? I said I would come to you."

"That was hours ago. Go make us some tea," You told him as you began to move to sit closer to his fiancé and smiled at them,

"I'll help out with everything, that's what the best friend is supposed to do," You told them both as Chan smiled to himself, thankful that you weren't more upset with him for missing the party.

"Thank you," His fiancé whispered as they engulfed you in a small hug right before telling you what they needed help with.

MINHO:

Birthday parties had never really been a big deal to Minho but since it was his partner that had put in all of the effort to throw him one he went to it anyway. Dragging you along with him so you would have to deal with their friends as well,

"Remind me again why we came?" You asked as you stood beside Minho and glanced around the hall. Except for the birthday streamers that were hung up no one would know it was a birthday party let alone one for Minho. Everyone was too busy getting to know his partner and it was mostly all of their friends here and a selection of Minho's from work.

"Because they threw me a party and I should be thankful,"

"So, why did I have to come?" You teased, lifting up your drink and sipping on it slowly. All you really wanted to do was go home and cook, which was your original plan for Minho's birthday until it was all thrown to the side.

"You're my best friend, you have to go through every torture device I go through." He mumbled nudging you softly as you shook your head at him, you were here for moral support to him.

"Now! A special announcement!" His partner called out loudly gaining all of the attention back onto themselves as they stood near the exit of the venue. 

"I have a surprise for Minnie!" They cooed out, Minho smiled weakly at you as he headed over to join them and smiled at everyone who was watching them both closely. 

"We're going to go on a small trip!" They cried out as the doors opened, Minho looked just as shocked as you did when the doors revealed a limo waiting for them with a personal driver.

"Everyone else, please enjoy the party but I and Minho are out of here! See you in two weeks!" They called out as Minho's eyes found yours in the crowd, you already knew what he was going to ask and that was to look after his mum and the cats. There was one thing Minho hated more than parties and that was surprises, he liked to have things planned out. 

"I'll look after the cats!" You called out to him as he was beginning to get dragged outside by his partner and her friends, all of them cheering them on for going on a small break.

"Did we just get ditched at a party?" Felix asked as he appeared by your side, both of you watching almost the whole venue wave Minho and his partner goodbye for the evening.

"I think so. Do you think he'll have fun?" You laughed a little at the thought of Minho being dragged on a trip he didn't know the first thing about. 

"I'm sure we'll get a text about it soon enough," Felix smirked as he began to head over to his things, urging you to escape with him before either of you were roped up into cleaning up after everyone else. You were happy for Minho you just hoped he was going to enjoy his time away.

CHANGBIN:

"What happened exactly?" You asked as you plopped yourself down beside Changbin on your sofa and looked at him, he'd just come to your apartment and started crying. It broke you to know that your best friend was so upset over something that was going on in his relationship. 

"We were talking in the kitchen and they said something that I didn't quite hear so I asked them to repeat it and then it started a fight..." You blinked at him waiting to hear the rest but when it never came your mouth fell open. That was it? That was what they had fought over?

"By asking them to repeat themselves?" You questioned, wanting him to realise how dumb that sounded.

"Yeah. It started a fight about why I didn't do the dishes..." You frowned, of course, Changbin hadn't done the dishes he'd been at work for most of the day and from what you knew he'd only been home for five minutes before the fighting started.

"But-"

"Then it was why I hadn't done the laundry or taken the trash out yet." You frowned as Changbin began to cry and lay his head on your shoulder. It hurt to see him this way, you knew he and his partner had been fighting more and more lately and you had no idea why. Maybe it was something all couples did eventually at some point but it hurt to see him so broken up about it. 

"You can stay the night here, maybe give them some space to cool off?" You suggested as Changbin slowly nodded his head, the truth was he just wanted to stay out of the house for a while. If his partner was that upset he wanted to give them as much space as humanly possible.

"Do you realise how stupid that is though? T-That kind of fight, it shouldn't be happening Changbin..." You treaded slowly with your words, not wanting to hurt or upset Changbin anymore than he was right now and his relationship was always a tricky subject.

"I know...But I don't know what to do. It's so hard, all we do is fight and it hurts."

"Maybe you should..." You took in a deep breath and shook your head,

"If it was me fighting with my partner almost every day I wouldn't stick around...I would end things," You said slowly and calmly not wanting to piss him off and he sighed knowing that you were right about it.

"I love them."

"I know Binnie, I know," You cooed rubbing his back as you both began to go over a plan for him to talk to his partner about all of this in the morning.

[X]

"I'll be right there," You shifted your head up from Changbin's lap when you felt him moving and you whined, you'd fallen asleep through the second half of "End game".

"What's going on?" You questioned, rubbing your eyes as you sat up on the sofa to see Changbin frantically looking around for his coat and shoes,

"They're wanting me home, I have to go."

"But I thought you were going to stay here tonight until you could talk in the morning." The two of you agreed the best thing for both of them to do would be to cut their losses but it appeared as though Changbin no longer wanted to do that.

"I know but they want to talk things through Yn, I can't mess that up." He got up from the sofa and you nodded, you couldn't be mad at him for wanting to go and see his partner. 

"Sure. Let me know how it turns out...Okay? The spare key is yours if you need it." You told him as you watched him practically rush out of the door without even a goodbye or a thank you. You sighed to yourself and began cleaning up the apartment from all the snacks you'd both been eating and you hoped that ditching you was worth fixing his relationship for. Though you knew you would never stay mad at him for leaving you. 

HYUNJIN:

"I'm sure he'll be here soon." Felix nudged your side as you looked around the dorms and shook your head, 

"It's cool if not. I know he's busy." You tried to shrug it off but Felix could see straight through your bullshit. It was your Birthday and you were supposed to be sitting and eating with Hyunjin and the rest of the boys. Only Hyunjin hadn't shown up and the others had all gone out to eat instead of waiting for him to get back. Since none of them knew when he was going to get here. Felix was the only one staying optimistic that he was even going to bother showing his face.

"Shut up, we both know you're desperate to see your best friend on your birthday," Felix smirked as you rolled your eyes at him. You and Hyunjin had been best friends for years and you were practically inseparable until recently. He'd gotten a partner and all he ever did was spend time with them and less time with you. You knew that it was a relationship and you were happy for him, of course, but it still hurt that he stopped hanging out with you so much.

"But I don't even know if he'll come. I didn't even get a text from him," You mumbled trying not to sound as pathetic as you felt right now. Usually, Hyunjin would call you just after midnight so he could be one of the first people to wish you a happy birthday. You'd waited up for him to call but it never came around.

"Didn't he call you? He always calls you," Felix frowned as he sat down at the edge of the table, both of you looking at the cake Felix had made for you. 

"Nope. Nothing. Radio silence for the last two days." You shook your head, trying to convince yourself that it was nothing and you got up from the chair and searched for a knife.

"I want cake," You told him as the door to the dorms opened, you half expected to see some of the members coming back but it was Hyunjin and his partner.

"I just came by to get some clothes, we're going to go to the aquarium in Busan and stay the night. Do you want a gift bringing back Lix?" Hyunjin quizzed as he walked further into the kitchen only stopping when he looked at Felix and the cake,

"Whoa, what's with the cake?" Hyunjin laughed as he looked down at it, realisation hitting him as he saw your name written across it in blue icing.

"Shit." He whispered as you turned to look at him and his partner, smiling and quickly bowing to them since it was the first time you'd ever met them.

"Yn...I-I forgot," He whispered as he moved closer to you, Felix's face was staring directly at you as he waited for your reaction,

"No biggy," You lied, cutting into the cake and giving a slice to Felix and yourself and putting the knife into the sink to wash up later. 

"You should go. You don't want to miss your train," You mumbled as Hyunjin nodded, thinking nothing of it as he rushed to grab himself some clothes before leaving. He didn't wish you a happy birthday or even say goodbye. He just left.

"You okay?" Felix asked once you were alone again.

"Peachy," You whispered trying not to let your voice crack as you ate some of the cake. Felix smiled weakly, 

"I know I'm not him but I'll try and make your birthday special. Okay?" You nodded in response and smiled as Felix began to list everything you were both going to do for the night.

JISUNG:

You had one night with Jisung the last three months and that was it, though you were spending a lot of time at the dorms with Hyunjin.

"You sure he's even coming?" You asked your boyfriend as you looked around the empty dorms. Jisung was supposed to be spending the night with you and him as a catch-up session but it seemed as though he wasn't going to show.

"I know he is, he texts saying he's just getting take-out," Hyunjin explained as he rubbed the lower part of your back. It didn't take a genius to see how nervous you were about all of this. It would be the first time you would be spending time with Jisung in months and you were excited about it and nervous all at the same time.

"You sure he doesn't know about us?" You questioned as you looked up at your boyfriend,

"Positive. He's too busy with his own partner to notice that we've developed a relationship. Don't worry too much," He whispered as he pressed his lips against your forehead. Ever since Jisung had slowly stopped hanging out with you so often your time was spent with Hyunjin and you had both developed deep feelings for one another. Eventually, you started dating and you were planning on telling Jisung tonight about it all. You both wanted him to be the first one to know since it was his fault so to speak.

"Your favourite boy is here!" Jisung boomed out as you stepped away from Hyunjin and rushed to hug your best friend. It had been far too long since you have gotten to see him and you were going to make him pay for it.

"Food and anime tonight! That's it, no phones, no computers!" You warned them both, scolding them as if you were a mother.

"Yes mum," Jisung teased heading into the kitchen to prepare the food for each of you, you smiled weakly over at Hyunjin who was giving you a small nod of encouragement.

[x]

The whole "No phone" rule had gone out of the window within an hour of Jisung being with you. Instead of paying attention to the movie he was texting on his phone and laughing loudly at whatever his partner was saying.

"Jisung..." Hyunjin trailed off as he began to see you get more and more annoyed with him.

"It's fine." You whispered not wanting to start a fight between the two of them. Hyunjin knew you were upset about not seeing Jisung and getting to spend time with him so seeing him so unbothered about being here was annoying Hyunjin too. 

"No, he needs to listen," Hyunjin said to you as he took your hand into his own and gave it a small squeeze,

"Jisung...We need to tell you something." He finished as Hyunjin looked up from his phone and down at your hands,

"When did that happen?" He asked a little harshly,

"When you first started ditching Yn," Hyunjin wasn't going to hold back anymore. He wanted the whole world to know of your relationship.

"Ditching them? I haven't-"

"So all of those times you canceled to go and be with your partner...Or just never showed up, that wasn't ditching?" You asked angrily, surprised at yourself as you looked at Jisung and bit your lip. You didn't mean to get mean with him but you didn't want him to lie to your face when he had been ditching you.

"So you just slept with my best friend to get back at me?"

"No...I-I started getting feelings for Hyunjin and he did for me...We wanted to tell you before now." You shook your head, all of this had happened faster than you expected between you and Hyunjin.

"Before now? How long has this been happening?"

"Two months." You admitted as you looked over at Hyunjin who was already smiling at you, happy you were being truthful with Jisung.

"Two months?! You didn't tell me for two months?!" He yelled loudly,

"You ditched me for three months! If you're going to get mad at me for finding someone to date then I can get mad at you for ignoring me." The silence was almost deafening and he stared at Hyunjin.

"If you hurt them-"

"You'll kill me. I know." The three of you nodded before smiling at each other softly, 

"Don't ditch them again," Hyunjin warned Jisung as you snuggled into Hyunjin for the night.

FELIX:

"I promise you I will be there," Felix said as you stood in his apartment with your hand on your hip. You were supposed to have left two hours ago together so neither of you would get stuck in horrible traffic or have to deal with idiots inside of the hotel. 

"We're supposed to drive together, why aren't you coming again?" You asked, rubbing the bridge of your nose as you looked around his apartment. He was packed and ready to go with you and yet he was avoiding actually getting into the car with you, 

"I have to see my partner first, we had a fight and now they wanted to talk."

"Right now? While we're supposed to be leaving and they know that?"

"Don't say it like that." He dragged out his words as he shook his head at you. Neither you nor his partner got along with one another, you didn't know if it was because you'd known Felix longer or if you just annoyed them but they hated you. 

"Like what?" You questioned snarkily, 

"Like you don't trust them."

"Because I don't, Lix. They knew how important this weekend was to us and they purposively started a fight with you so they could stop you from going. You know and I know it." He said nothing and his phone began to ring,

"I'll meet you there. I promise." He looked at you before answering the phone and you rolled your eyes, heading out of the dorms and toward your car again. If there was one thing in this world you could rely on it was Felix's promises, he always stuck to them. No matter what.

[X]

This was Felix's idea, this whole thing had been his idea and now you were alone in the middle of a gaming convention with no one by your side. Once you'd gotten here you had a voicemail from him telling you he wouldn't be coming and gave you all the details you needed for the hotel room. 

"I can't believe you did this to me," You told him through his voicemail, walking through the overcrowded venue and trying to find your way to the reception desk. Not only had Felix ditched you to go and be with his partner but he'd also booked the busiest place on the planet for you to possibly be staying in.

"I hate you. I hope you're having a miserable time," You teased before hanging up and sighing to yourself. This was supposed to be the best weekend ever and yet now it was turning out to be the worst. Felix was going to take you to all of the different booths and you were both going to have the best time, now it felt like a waste.

The hotel room was paid for already and the thought of letting it go to waste was dreadful so you planned on spending the entire time in your hotel room and making use of the facilities while you could. You knew Felix would make this up to you eventually, even if you had to force it out of him.

SEUNGMIN:

You had plans to spend the day with Seungmin but hose had quickly been cancelled when he told you that he was going to be busy for the rest of the day and the following week. It had been so long since the two of you got to hang out you were kind of pissed at him for once again ditching you at the last second.

"I'm telling you, Chan, you have no idea what you're missing!" You called out excitedly as you rounded the corner to the mall's biggest Starbucks and stopped at the door and backed up.

"Is this part of the experience? I have to walk away and walk back?" Chan asked, frowning when he saw you with a weird expression on his face. When Seungmin had cancelled you'd called Chan to come with you instead, the two of you were just starting to get close with one another.

"No...No, Seungmin is in there...He told me he was busy." You shook your head, maybe Seungmin had suddenly gotten out of whatever it was he was busy with and came to meet you both but Chan hadn't mentioned it. Nor had Seungmin texted you about it either.

"Let's go somewhere else, we can go and get food...My treat," You told Chan as you noticed him staring at Seungmin through the glass pane but he had a frown embedded across his forehead.

"He's with them..." He whispered to you and you looked down at the floor, of course, Seungmin was with them. He was always with them lately. 

"It's whatever, let's go...Food," You whined trying to play it off as though it didn't kill you to know your best friend would completely ditch you for his partner and lie to you about it.

"Yn," Chan whispered in a sympathetic tone but you didn't want sympathy, you would only cry if he said your name like that one more time.

"Food." You urged as you pulled Chan gently by his wrist not wanting to hurt him but he wasn't convinced you were totally okay with just seeing Seungmin inside of Starbucks.

[X]

"You owe me," Chan told you as he placed you down on the sofa with a huff before falling down onto the floor and whining while you laughed at him.

"Fine, fine. What was the bet again?" You laughed looking inside of your bag so you could give him the money you owed him. The two of you had bet he wouldn't be able to carry you up the stairs from the ground floor and he had, proving you wrong and leaving you untired from the mass amount of stairs. 

"Seungmin! Where have you been? We missed you!" Chan suddenly called out as Seungmin emerged from his bedroom, 

"I was at the studio, you needed me to do some backing vocals...Remember Hyung," Both you and Chan exchanged looks since you both knew it was the biggest lie Seungmin had ever told in his life,

"We saw you," You told Seungmin bluntly before handing Chan the money to the bet and looking back to your best friend who now looked pale.

"You ditched me for them again, didn't you?" You quizzed, it hurt to know Seungmin would ditch you to go back to his partner who kept fighting with him over and over again. The two of them were always breaking up and getting back together with each other but you never thought you'd be thrown to the side and lied to while it happened.

"They needed to talk to me and today was the only day that they could." He mumbled as you looked at Chan, trying to decide if you believed Seungmin or not.

"You didn't have to lie. You could have just told me." You nudged his arm softly making him smile, 

"Next time...Don't lie to me, and you owe me three Starbucks dates." You warned him as he nodded, locking his pinky with yours as you both went to get something to eat from the kitchen.

JEONGIN:

"He's not going to show up...Is he?" You asked Seungmin who was looking at you with a sad smile. The boys had all been by at least once or twice today and it was the final chance for anybody to show up. The only "anybody" you wanted to come was your best friend though.

"I'm sure he will, there's still time..." Seungmin trailed off as you both glanced over at the giant clock on the wall, five minutes. Jeongin had Five minutes to show up and come and see what you had done. 

"It doesn't matter. H-He has other things to do." You whispered, trying not to let it bother you that he hadn't bothered to show up when you'd told him for the last month that this was happening. 

Your art was finally being shown inside of an art gallery, a small exhibition for friends and family to come and see and he hadn't even bothered to show his face. Or Even text you that he was going to be a little busy tonight. 

"I wouldn't even be mad if he'd just text me," You whispered to Seungmin as you began to pack everything you had on display back up into a box, looking over at all of the pieces you'd created. 

"If it's any consolation, I think this was amazing." You smiled warmly at the compliment and looked at the painting of the dog Seungmin had been eyeing for the last hour, 

"He's yours." You told him as you handed the small canvas over to him and chuckled a little, Seungmin's eyes lit up and you couldn't help but smile at him again. 

"Would you mind giving me a ride home? I would catch the bus but it's late..." You dug around in your bag for some cash to give to Seungmin for fuel but he shook his head at you, promising you that it was a free ride since you'd given him the painting. 

[X]

Seungmin had driven you back to the dorms first instead of home, he wanted you to come and get something to eat with him since he knew you'd spent the majority of the day eating junk food from a vending machine.

"It's funny because I don't remember you sitting and painting Changbin." Chan laughed loudly as he held up the painting of a pig and a rabbit together,

"Hey, it was just inspired by that dumb teddy," You laughed pushing some noodles into your mouth as the boys all began to tease Changbin for the likeliness of the painting you'd done. 

"Daekki is not dumb!" Changbin boomed out loudly making you laugh so hard noodles nearly spilt from your mouth.

"Do you mind keeping it down, some of us are trying to sleep in here?" Everyone stopped talking and all that could be heard were the scraping of chopsticks on the bottom of the ramen bowl.

"Innie?" You questioned as you looked at him, he was dressed in sweats and a baggy shirt, his eyes half-closed and it looked as though he'd only just woken up.

"You've finally emerged then?" Felix laughed softly as he took the plates and bowls over to the dishwasher wanting to get everything cleaned up and out of the way. 

"Have you been here all day?" Your question was directed at Jeongin but Minho answered for him with a small shrug,

"Yeah with his partner, why?"

"Just here...All day? Did you sleep all day?" Once again the question was for Jeongin but he wouldn't even look at you, 

"No. They spent most of the day playing video games then went to dinner..." Chan trailed off, not understanding why you were suddenly concerned with your best friend's whereabouts.

"So...You just decided not to come...Not to text me?" You aksed as you got up from the chair and headed for the dorm's front door,

"It was just going to be a boring art show, I didn't see the point in me going." Jeongin finally spoke out for himself and you scoffed,

"It's nice to know my art is boring," You mumbled grabbing your things in a huff as you headed out into the hallway. Jeongin was hot on your tail though, stopping you from leaving.

"They needed me,"

"So did I, I wanted my best friend with me to support me while I showed off my artwork. Do you know how much courage that takes?" Your voice cracked a little and it wasn't until now you realized that you were crying. Why were you crying?

"They're always going to need me more. They come first," You nodded your head and began clearing your throat, maybe it was selfish to think you could have him too.

"Yeah. I have to go. Tell Changbin he can keep the dwaekki painting," You mumbled harshly before turning to leave the boys. You would go back eventually you just needed time to calm down from your best friend ditching you.

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the fact that Y/N has post natal depression Is somewhat refreshing idk I just don't see it talked about much on here and if it is it's like Hella angsty and the partner doesn't understand what it is but I was wondering if u could touch on it a bit more cause it's something I'm really scared about happening to me and I just want harry to hold me and tell me it's going be okay 😚😚😚😚

P.s. if u don't wanna it's understandable

anon: can u write about harry helping y/n through her ppd maybe like the 3rd time was so bad that h decide that he won’t be having more children

so this was requested twice so i would love to be able to write this for you both, hope this is okay - mind it’s heavily angsty!;

tw: vomiting, ppd and od

oli - 4, felix - 3, belle - 12 weeks

Motherhood was really fucking hard.

The birth of your newly born daughter, Isabella, had really taken a back pedal on your mental health. You had suffered with post natal depression after the birth of your two sons, but nothing as bad as this.

It had hit you around the 7 week mark after giving birth. The pregnancy itself was okay, even though she was slightly premature, but it was after you’d taken her home that it’d all spiralled downhill. It started with complications with her breastfeeding - like she was rejecting the milk that you had produced. It hurt to see her reject you and your body, finding more comfort in drinking from a pre-made milk bottle as her dad rocked her to sleep. You recall the evening so clearly and felt like an utter failure as you watched her drink a bottle of formula for the first time.

“Ssh ssh,” Harry cooed to your 7 week old daughter as he rocked her in his arms on the rocking chair in her nursery. She was whining because she was hungry, but the problem was that she wasn’t accepting your milk. She hadn’t been accepting your milk all day and now it was becoming dangerous for you to keep on saying ‘Oh i’ll just try later.’ Harry had told you to make a formula bottle for her. “Mummy’s coming.”

As much as you didn’t want to, you were walking back to the nursery with a warm bottle in your hands. You’d tested it on your hand to make sure it wasn’t too hot and then taken a sip to taste it, out of jealousy, and you thought that it didn’t taste any different to you. Then again you’re not a 7 week old human whose only date is milk.

“Look here’s mummy with your yummy milk, okay? Look Belles!” Harry cooed at his darling angel and you only wished he wasn’t as happy for her as he was.

“Yeah.” You spoke softly, handing him the bottle and standing nearby, part of you hoping that she would reject this too and she wasn’t just rejecting you.

But no, she drank the formula like it was her last meal.

“Such a sweet girl, aren’t you?” Harry praised her, watching her in awe as she kept on drinking the formula. Watching as she was drinking to become the strong girl you knew she’d become. It just hurt that it wasn’t you that could help her become that.

You felt powerless. Worthless, even. The one thing that you had carried the weight of your breasts around to do and you couldn’t even do it. Your nipples were so sore and your breasts ached so badly and it was all for nothing. Perhaps it was punishment for being such a bad mum. Perhaps you’d never been good enough for this job and it was your bodies way of shutting you down forever. You wouldn’t need the ability to produce milk anymore, because you weren’t worth the title of becoming one again. You wanted to be happy for your little one, seeing her happy but all you felt was rejection and sadness. She didn’t think you were good enough to be her mum and that really hurt.

Along with the breastmilk problem, Belle also became very stubborn when you wanted to change her nappy. Anytime you tried to change and help her she put up a fuss, kicking her legs and sometimes she would bite or hit you away. It was just a reminder that you weren’t a good enough mum for her and that she didn’t feel safe enough around you. She didn’t find comfort in your presence and she was so fussy about what you did around her. With Harry, though, she was an angel. She loved him so much and obviously he made her feel so loved and safe - something you’d clearly never be able to give her.

There was also the chores of being a mother to your other two sons too. Oli and Felix were old enough to understand that they had a baby sister, but they weren’t old enough to understand how miserable you were. Harry wasn’t even able to figure it out yet. You tried your best to put on your bravest face, knowing that your family needed you to be strong but the truth was that you were crumbling on the inside. You were feeling less and less like yourself and you were waiting for the moment when you’d completely fall apart. Nothing felt right anymore. Everything was just numb.

“You two boys okay?”

You walked into the children’s playroom see that they were sat at the little table colouring in. Felix’s little legs dangled slightly, whereas Oli’s legs touched the floor and it made your heart swell at how big they were both getting.

“Yep!” Oli cheered, scribbling with his left hand as his tiny tongue stuck out from his lips as he concentrated - a habit passed onto him from his father.

“What are you both drawing?” You asked, coming over and kneeling on the floor beside them and having a peek at their drawings.

“We’re colouring for daddy.” Felix answered, some of the words not being pronounced properly due to his young lisp and lack of being taught how to say things correctly yet.

His words stung though. You appreciated that he was only a toddler and he meant nothing evil or malicious by it, but it hurt to think that maybe, just maybe, your sons were doing this for their dad because he did so much more for them than you did. Of course you tried to be the best mum you could, but maybe you weren’t doing enough. Maybe you weren’t meant to be a mum after all, or at least not a good one.

“O-oh,” you tried to hold back the tears in your eyes because your boys looked so proud at their artwork - and you should be too. “Tell me about them then, my loves.”

Oli went first, “So this is me and this is Oli and this is dad. It’s us playing football like we did the other day, mummy.” He pointed out to each of the figures, some looking actually quite terrifying but you’d never have the heart to tell him that. The figures were all holding hands though and it hurt to think that you weren’t a part of that.

“Oh that’s so good Ols!” you rubbed his head of hair and then turned to Felix’s, “What about you Fix?”

“I drew daddy as the best.” He pointed to a trophy that the figure - more like a stick-man-slenderman - was holding, which was decorated with the award of ‘my hero’.

“I told him to write hero, mummy.” Oli added, and you smiled at both of them.

“Well done. Good job both of you. Daddy will love these!” You only wished that they would draw something for you. You hated to think that you were being petty, but honestly you just wanted to feel loved. “Shall I go cut up some apple for a snack, hey?” You asked, trying to feel useful.

“Daddy is making us smoothies!” Felix answered and you had to stand up, up and away from their heigh, so they didn’t catch the tears in your eyes.

“Okay! Don’t forget to give him those pictures - he’ll love those.” You praised them and they both giggled to each other.

The sight of your sons laughing should’ve made you so happy, but it only reminded you that you weren’t the source of their happiness. You weren’t on their mind enough to be their inspiration for drawings. You definitely weren’t their hero. You were just a woman to them, not a mum. You wanted to be so much more but it was clear that they didn’t need you. They were loved by their dad and each other, not in need of your heart.

Eventually Belle settled down and was sleeping better through the night, leaving you and Harry to much more peaceful nights sleep. Well, just Harry.

You had found it near impossible to get to sleep now. You lay awake at night wondering when Belle would next wake up, wondering when she’d next need you. Harry was always quick out of bed though, even if he actually was sleeping, to help her ordering you to stay in bed and rest yourself. You couldn’t help feel like he was telling you to stay put because he knew you wouldn’t be able to do your job properly - and you started to believe him.

You’d found yourself getting jealous of those that could get to sleep. When you were walking down the road you’d judge a person by how much sleep they looked like they got last night. You definitely looked like you only had 2 hours - even when you’d only had 37 minutes but who’s counting? Your dark circles were heavily noticeable, but no one cared enough to ask. Even Harry stayed clear of you more and more often; spending more time with the kids than you and sleeping on his side of the bed instead of yours at nighttime.

There had been one evening where you had been so restless that Harry had gotten so frustrated and left the room, with a blanket and a pillow, and slept on the couch. You’d never felt so much like a burden than that night. Your family was rejecting you and you felt like a failure. You were a success at failing in everything. The meals you cooked went half eaten by everyone because you would’ve forgotten to add a key ingredient. The children preferred to spend more time playing with their dad because you weren’t energised enough to play the games they wanted to. Your daughter still rejected your milk. It was all too much and you just wanted one nights peace for it to change.

Last night had been that night.

Fuck these were so addicting. You were finally getting the sleep that you so badly craved, only with the help of tablets.

You wanted the sleep because that was the one place you could escape to. You needed that escape to help you get out of bed the next morning. Life was too hard for you to not dream, and without dreaming you didn’t want life.

It started off with taking one every night before bed, but then they stopped working again, so you started taking two, then three. Four was obviously where your body hit its limit.

“Mummy? Can you come tuck me in please?” Oli asked, little toy giraffe in hand and shaking you in hopes of waking you up to send him peacefully off to sleep.

You’d gone to bed a bit earlier tonight, lying saying that you were extremely exhausted. Harry said he would be able to handle things and that’s when you excitedly ran upstairs to take your pills; 4 of them. You’d made it into your bed, feeling slightly drowsy after completing your nighttime routine, but then you started to feel unwell and really ill. Before you’d passed out you’d stuck your fingers down your throat in hopes to make the feeling in your stomach disappear, but it ended up you throwing up all over the bed and pass out right there.

“Mummy! Wake up!” Oli rattled your back, but you were still unresponsive.

Oli padded out of the room and down to his sisters room where he knew his dad was. Belle was being extra fussy this evening and Harry suspected it had everything to do with you retiring early. He heard Oli come into the room just as he’d gotten Belle down.

“Y’alright buddy?” Harry whispered, tip-toeing out of Belle’s room, leaving the door open slightly, and crouched down in front of him.

“No. Mummy’s not waking up.” Oli pouted, rubbing a tired fist over his eye.

“She’s probably in dreamland, bud. She was really tired today.”

“She’s really tired all of the times.”

“I know, Ol.” Because Harry did know, but he was too much of a coward to face up to the problem. The doctors had said that post natal depression can strengthen with every birthed child, but he was too blind sighted by the fact that you’d overcome the first birthed post natal depression so quickly, and was so in love with his baby girl, that he didn’t truly see how bad things had gotten. Harry had tried giving you some space, distancing himself from you in bed and spending more time with the kids so you could relax and rest up, but nothing seemed to be working. He was surprised, actually, that you’d been having better sleep recently and so was hopeful that maybe the worst of the depression was over.

Hell, was he so wrong.

“Go to bed, bud okay? I’ll be there in a minute.”

“Wake mummy up so she can give me a kiss.”

“I’ll try little man, alright?” Harry scuffed his sons hair and then watched him walk off to his room.

Harry walked into your dark room, the air smelling slightly sour, and walked around to your side of the bed. He sat down next to you sighed heavily. He needed to speak to you, no matter how tired or angry you’d be with him. He was losing you as a wife and a mother and a soulmate and a lover. He was just losing you, just as you were losing yourself and he was doing tip-toeing around the problem any longer. He was going to try and make this better. He was going to better understand how you were feeling in order to help you.

“Baby?” He spoke softly, nudging you gently, “Baby wake up.” No response. “Y/N, my love? Wake up for me darling, need to speak with you.” Normally you would’ve stirred by now but there was still nothing. “Y/N?” Harry shook you a bit more urgently now - one that would surely wake even the deepest of sleepers. “Y/N!” He shouted, perhaps a bit too loudly for the comfort of his children.

He turned you over and that’s when he knew this was very, very, bad.

Your face was pale grey and your mouth was covered in the remains of vomit, and he suddenly understood the gross sour smell from before. Your hair was greasy and stuck all in the wet sick all over your face. Your eyes were puffy from the remains of tears. You looked dead.

“No, no, no. Y/N! No you don’t.” Harry’s eyes starting weeping and he couldn’t think straight. He checked your pulse on your wrist and timed it - it was unhealthily faint. He wouldn’t be surprised if you were in your last beats of your heart. His tears and sobs were uncontrollable, but he had to be both strong for you and his children, as well as for him. “Fuck sake pull yourself together Harry. Okay, baby hold on please. Okay? You don’t get to leave me like this, you hear me? I love you so much, baby. Fuck i’m so sorry.” He gently placed your head back down on the pillow and pulled out his phone.

999

“What’s your emergency?”

“I need a-an ambulance p-please. I-I think my wife i-is dying.”

The rest of it was a blur for Harry. Him trying to wake you up. The ambulance arriving. Oli and Felix crying when they saw you being carried away on a stretcher. Belle’s deafening screams. Harry’s heart beating for the both of you.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

It was the rhythmic beeping sounds that woke you up.

Your whole body felt achey and sore, your head a pounding mess. You opened your eyes slowly, adjusting them to the light of the room. You expected to see the family photo on the wall opposite you and the white of your curtains, but you were met with a heart-monitor machine and a hospital bed instead. You looked down at your body and noticed a cannula in your arm, making you squirm because you hated stuff like that so much. Your nose had a tube running inside it too, feeding you the oxygen your lungs weren’t receiving properly.

It then dawned on you how you weren’t in the room alone. You saw a sleeping Anne and Gemma on the chairs in the far corner, with Felix and Oli tucked against their sides - Anne with Oli and Felix with Gemma. It was so cute to see them so cuddled up close. They looked peaceful. You took note of the baby pram that was at the end of your bed, most likely playing bed to your beautiful daughter. Your mind felt lost. You can’t really remember what had happened, apart from taking four of those sleeping pills. You fully remember the weight of feeling worthless and useless as both a mum and a wife, though, and that feeling was still very prominent.

Your eyes lastly landed to the side of you, where Harry was sat but also laid on your bed. The top of half of his body laid upon the bed, his head buried onto this arm deep within the bed, whilst his bottom stayed rooted to the chair. His hand was holding yours tightly, which was a sign that he wasn’t asleep. You were so scared to face him though. You had failed him, again and again and you weren’t sure whether you could be enough for him anymore. Enough for your family anymore.

You squeezed his hand three times saying ‘I love you.’

“Y/N,” He whispered so hoarsely, but you were so focused on him to even catch it. He looked ruined, and you’d done that to him. His eyes were dark and tired, but also red and puffy from where he’d been crying. His hair was a mess and you could tell it hadn’t been washed in a while. How long had you been out for? You felt rested in your sleep, but not in your mind or your heart.

“I—” Your breathe got caught in your throat, but you persevered to finish your words. He deserved to here them. “I’m sorry.” You were whispering so you didn’t disturb anyone else in the room.

“No, stop it. I’m sorry baby.”

“Harry don’t, you don’t have anyt—”

“Stop yes I do I—”

“Harry please you don’t owe—”

“Y/N listen!” He cut the little volley-conversation and ordered you to just stop. You started crying when you saw that he was too. “Whatever you’re going to say, don’t. Whatever you’re thinking, stop it right now. Because I love you. Fuck, I do. I love you so much that when I found you unconscious in a pile of your own sick thinking you were dead, my only thought was that I wished it were me instead”.

“Harry, you don’t mean—”

“My god Y/N! You don’t get it, do you? I would do anything to switch places with you right now. I would suffer a thousand times over if it meant you were okay. I’d suffer in hell for you. Nobody else but you has ever made me feel like this. I married you because I love you and I want to wake up next to you every day of my beating hearts life. I chose to have children with you, because I knew how great of a mum you’d be and what beautiful people you’d help bring up into the world—”

“But i’m not.” You cut Harry short, trying to pull your hand away from him but he didn’t let you - only tightening his grip and pulling himself closer towards you. He was so close you could kiss him.

“Not what?” He asked, although he already knew the answer. You’d both had this conversation before, but you were both tired of it and were ready for it to be your last now.

“A good mum. I’m- i’m not a good mum or wife, Harry and i’m sorry.”

“I told you not say it and stop thinking it, because you’re completely wrong Y/N. You’re a good mother and a good wife, because you are a good person.”

“But i’m not great.” You whimpered, thinking back to the drawings your Oli and Felix had done. “I’m not the best.”

“But you don’t have to be, baby. You see our beautiful, healthy, happy and safe babies over there?” Harry turned to look at them, love in his eyes as in yours. “They wouldn’t be all those things, no matter how you feel about yourself, without you. I could never have brought them up to be half the people they are without you by my side, the way you make me a better person. You claim you don’t got this, but baby you’re already doing it and have been doing it for 5 years with our children and so much longer with me.”

“I’m just so fucked up Harry.” Your head tilted back on the pillow as you got heavily emotional over the situation.

Harry shook his head and moved his hand to cup the back of your neck, moving your head forwards until it met his. The touch of his skin against yours, no matter where and how small, made you feel alive and you’d missed him and that feeling so much. You missed loving him so much.

“Listen to me.” He ordered, keeping you still. “You are strong and you are brave Y/N Styles. No matter what you tell yourself I will be here every goddamn day of my life, if I have to, to remind you that you are worth more than your fucking weight in gold. You are my heart. You are my soul and the mother to my greatest achievements. I know they are yours too, just as I know I am your heart.

“You are.” You whispered so quietly under your breathe, but Harrys heart warmed when he caught you saying it. He knew though.

“Just let me love you. Let me be there for you. If you want medication then let’s do it, and i’ll be there for every step of the way. If you want to go to a rehabilitation centre for a bit, that’s okay we can—”

You shook your head and licked the tears away from your face. You were both such tearful messes, but the love between you was undeniable. “No, no please, no.”

“Okay, okay, love. We won’t. See, you’re okay. I promise, you’re okay. Stay with me, yeah? I’ll love you and keep you safe, just as you will me.”

“Promise.” You told him sincerely. He brought his lips to yours with that single word. He was so proud of your for being so brave and strong. He wishes he was half the person you were. His lips conveyed those thoughts of his and you could taste the love and passion burning through his heart and out on to his lips. He tasted like home. z he was home. Your lips smacked together messily, but you didn’t care because you loved each other too much and had kissed each other even more. Once you pulled back he stayed close to you, smiling at you with such awe. “I think.. I think I want to try medication please.”

Harry didn’t say ‘okay’ or ‘sure thing’, no. He said four words that meant more to you in that moment that any others in the universe. More than saying ‘I love you.’ Words that reminded you that not everything is okay and that sucks really bad, but you’re doing your best to get through it. It was a reminder that you had so many people who loved you and cared for you. It was a gun at the starting line symbolising that the journey ahead wasn’t going to be easy, but worth it.

“I’m proud of you.”

[straylightdream]

forever date

featuring: Lee Felix x f.reader

↳ He tries to show he would be an amazing wedding date, and show you why he’s the perfect guy.

wc: 1.5k

warnings: cussing, smut, explicit sexual content, body insecurity, body worship

an: this is a reworking from my old tumblr spider-babe-parker

You sat on the living room floor in Felix’s apartment watching as he danced around like a complete dork. He swizzles hips and pointed at you singing along.

“I could use a partner,” he said, giving you a huge goofy grin. You loved when he smiled like that, completely carefree. 

You just shook your head holding back your laughter. It was times like this that reminded you why you fell in love with him. He was the type of person who would do anything in his power to make you happy.

He took a step towards you still shaking his hips and reached out for your hand. You shook your head again as he grabbed your hand pulling you up. You couldn’t even say anything as he twirled you around, before he pulled you closer to him to dip you. You couldn’t help but laugh at how much fun he was having.

“You’re such a dork,” You said smiling as you wrapped my arms around his neck.

“I might be, but I’m your dork,” he bit his lips causing you to melt. He was so incredibly handsome and you couldn’t figure out why on earth he picked you. “So is this your way of telling me you’re gonna be my wedding date?” He asked, raising his eyebrow as you swayed to the beat of the music.

“I already assumed I’m your permanent wedding date, when I agreed to marry you,” You said before lightly pressing your lips to his.

“Oh yeah I forgot about that,” he joked.

You just rolled your eyes at his comment and said, “we need to get dressed for my cousin's wedding.”

“Wouldn’t want to be late,” he smirked. “The sooner we get there the faster I can show off my sick moves,” he said, dipping you again.

“Have the boys seen your sick moves?” You asked as he brought me up.

“No baby girl, I can’t let people know about my sick dancing skills.”

He let go of you and winked. You just shook your head and headed off towards your room so you could get dressed. You walked into your closet and quickly grabbed the dress you had bought for the wedding while Felix went to his side of the closet and grabbed his suit he had picked out. You stood next to your bed and worked on getting out of your leggings you were wearing and your sweater.

Standing next to your bed in nothing but your bra and undies you looked over at Felix who was standing there in just a pair of boxer-briefs smirking at you. 

“Why do I already know what you’re thinking?” You said looking at his bottom lip that was captured between his teeth. You knew exactly what the look meant that he was giving you. You had been together for three years now and you were very aware of what he wanted.

“How could you possibly know?” He asked putting down his dress pants he was holding. Your eyes were locked onto his as he walked closer to you. “I was just thinking your body is so damn beautiful,” he said as he placed his hands on soft  hips.

“So you’re going the smooth talking route?” You asked looking into his warm blue eyes. He had two different routes he would take with you when he was trying to have a quickie. There was option one which was the smooth talker. Where he would tell you how pretty you are and how much he loves you. The second route was the dirty talker. He would come and tell you all filthy things he wanted to do to you. You weren't really biased towards one or the other honestly they both made you take your clothes off and knew it.

“We can make it quick,” he said before pressing his lips to your jaw right below your ear.

“Felix we don’t have time,” you sighed as he continued to kiss along your jaw.

“The wedding is in an hour and a half. We can totally make it. This will only take like ten maybe fifteen minutes,” he said as he pulled his lips away from your  jaw.

“You have ten max,” You smirked not being able to say no to your hot fiancé that was standing in front of you. You glanced down at his boxers to see they had already started growing tight on him.

“Ten minutes it is,” he smirked, stepping away from you. He reached into the nightstand by your side of the bed and pulled out a foil packet and sat it on the bed next to him.

He reached for the waistband of his boxer-briefs and quickly pulled them down. You took this as your cue to quickly get your panties off. The second you were bare from the waist down you took a step towards him and quickly connected your lips to his for a sloppy kiss.

Your lips moved together roughly and Felix ran his hands down your soft sides. You reached down in between you and grabbed his almost fully hard dick and slowly started stroking it hoping to help him.

“That feels so good,” he groaned with his lips still against yours.

You felt his hands leave your side and went straight for your sensitive mound. You could tell he was trying to give you some foreplay. You moaned against his lips as his finger brushed your clit.

“Are you good to go?” You sighed, pulling away from his lips as finger played with your clit.

“Yeah babe,” he moaned.

He pulled away from you and reached down and grabbed the condom he had sat on the bed. You slid back on the bed so you were laying down. He tore the foil packet with his teeth and slowly slid it on before crawling over to you. He laid on top of you and connected his lips to your jaw and moved his lips roughly up to yours. 

He rolled you over so you were on top of him. You jumped off him feeling self conscious all the sudden. He gave you a confused look and moved back against the headboard.

“Come on take a seat,” he smirked, patting his thighs.

“You know I’m self-conscious about that right?” He knew very well you felt like you were too heavy for this.

“Get your sexy ass over here right now,” he said, causing you to let out a little laugh. You didn’t bother fighting, you didn’t have much time so you crawled across the bed and straddled his hips. You sat up hovering over his hard erection staring at Felix as he reached for it to line it up with my entrance. He reached with his free hand, grabbed your hips and slowly slid you down on his length. You couldn’t help but let out a sigh at the feeling. “That feels great baby,” he groaned.

You slowly slid yourself up and down his length as you rested your hands on his shoulders. He held his hands tight on your hips helping you set a pace. You bit your bottom lip holding back from moaning too loudly. You moved one of your hands from his shoulder to his jaw. You locked your eyes onto his warm ones and could see the lust in his eyes.

“God I love you,” he groaned, thrusting his hips up.

I love you too,” You sighed, bouncing your hips to meet his thrust.

You could tell he was getting close as his thrust grew more and sloppy. You were trying to keep up with the pace so you could finish too but you were growing worried you wouldn’t.

“Lean back and put your hands on my thighs,” he groaned.

You just nodded, not able to say much. You bit your bottom lip and did as he told me. The second your hands gripped his muscular thighs he reached up and started playing with your clit to push you over the edge. You let out a loud gasp at the electric sensation he was causing.

“How close are you?” he panted.

“Right there,” You sighed, feeling your stomach start to tighten.

He thrusted up about three more times when he finally pushed you over the edge. You moaned his name loudly as you leaned up and rested your arms on his shoulders again. He only got about three sloppy thrust in before he finished himself. He came moaning your name. You leaned forward and gave him a light kiss which caused him to smile.

“We should probably get ready,” You said slowly crawling off him.

“Yeah we might be a little late,” he smirked.

Standing next to the bed staring at him he gave you a goofy grin as he stood up next to you. He leaned down and gave you a quick kiss before tapping your ass and you could help but let out a laugh.

“I can’t wait for you to be Mrs. Lee.”

“I can’t wait either,” You said leaning up to kiss him.

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[bastillewolf]

Shinigami Eyes (II)

Pairing: Corpse Husband / Reader

Summary: After you distastefully kill Corpse in a game of Among Us, he wants you to make it up to him and invites you to come over for the week.

Notes: Thank you so much for the love on the previous chapter, I’ve never gotten this many notes before. I hope you enjoy, and maybe leave an ask if you want to? I can’t promise I have time to do them, but I’ll pick out a couple.

Also, I might rewrite this. I kinda rushed it because I wanted to finish it by tonight, but there will be a final and third chapter to this afterwards. Please do let me know what you think.

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Shinigami Eyes - Pt. II

5… 4… 3… 2… 1…

Impostor

You were teamed up with Sean.

Your fist violently slammed down on the desk. “Goddammit! I don’t want to be impostor anymore! This game has no compassion for my poor nerves.” It was the third time in a row now, and you were really craving to do normal tasks now without all the scheming. “Fuck it, I don’t care if they kill me. I’m just gonna do my thing without thinking about it.”

You decide to follow Toast for a bit to watch him do some task. You kill him in Laboratory. You vent back to Launchpad and take your time walking towards MedBay while the kill button restores. You meet up with Corpse, and follow him while pretending to do wires in the Y-hallway. You watched the green bar go up, and continued. Sabotaging and then fixing lights, you made sure your place with Corpse was settled. Then the body of Lily was reported.

As you expected, Corpse easily vouched for you as he’d seen you do a task. The round was skipped, though Rae was sussed for ‘chasing’ Sean, by his own words.

“Corpse, you’ve grown weak,” you muttered to chat.

You were in Greenhouse, and decided it would be best to kill him there and sabotage Reactor. “Sorry baby, but I can’t keep following you around.” You quickly set off Reactor and murdered him in front of the plants. “Your blood shall keep the plants hydrated.” You did an evil laugh. “Pretty sure that’s not how it works, though.”

You vented down to MedBay and as you walked out you met up with Rae. She’d be the vouch who would confirm you weren’t anywhere near Greenhouse. “I’ll just have to fix my own sabotage so they’ll never suspect me.” You helped her with the handprint, and noted Sykkuno and Felix being there. Sean sabotaged lights, you killed Sykkuno, and ran out to follow Lily into Laboratory. Felix reported the body.

“Holy shit,” Rae gasped. So far, five people had died. You only needed to kill one more person. “It was Felix!”

“Wait, what?” the man in question asked. “I was fixing Reactor!”

She mentioned that only you, Sykkuno, Felix and herself had been there and that you’d helped her do handprint. “Sykkuno must have fixed it, and then you killed him!”

Sean asked if you’d seen anything.

“No, the lights were out. I followed Rae into Laboratory after the scan.” Your voice didn’t tremble or raise, a tactic you’d taken up from the best lair in the group. Well, the one who was now dead. Oops. “I haven’t seen Felix this entire game, though.”

He was evidently at a loss for words, so the group was quick to vote for him.

Pewds was ejected.

Victory.

You thanked Sean for a good game who was laughing his ass off. “I can’t believe you did Corpse like that! Poor guy!”

“I deadass thought you were innocent,” Corpse replied, “I’m hurt.”

“Why do you still sound dark and menacing when you say something like that?!”

You agreed with Sean heartily, “He’s just salty I’ve bested him at his own game.”

“Hey now, no need to actually insult me.”

The group laughed. You decided to call it for the night, right before Corpse did the same.”

 ***

He was calling you again. “What is it this time, you salty?”

“Salty? Nah, never,” he said, but you weren’t convinced.

“Then why you calling?”

“What, I can’t call my friends after playing a nice round of Among Us?”

“Not when you lost the game and you call the person who you lost to. Kinda sus, dude.”

“Alright, maybe a little salty.” You smirked.

“Aw, you need me to make it up to you?”

He laughed. “What did you have in mind?”

A bunch of thoughts, most not rated PG-13, crossed your mind. You were suddenly starting to feel uncomfortable. This was probably just something innocent, which got twisted in your fucked-up mind. You shrugged, “Uh… I don’t know.”

“I got an idea.”

“What is it?”

“Come over this week. You said you needed a break, right?”

“That sounds more like you’re doing me a favour instead of me making it up to you.”

“I don’t have any friends. You’d be making it up to me by being the first physical person here in years. I usually don’t invite people over.”

“Wow, I’m flattered. So, you don’t consider me to be your friend after all?”

“You know that’s not what I meant,” he chuckled.

“Sure, sure. Tell me that again when my presence suddenly brightens your life making you not want to get rid of me, ever.”

“I’ll keep it in mind.”

 ***

You walk through the gates following a hoard of people, all the while still feeling drowsy from not getting any sleep during your flight. At least you didn’t have any turbulence and landed safely. Glancing around here and there with no result, you figured Corpse would be waiting outside, until you spotted a figure clad in black a little ends away by the escalator. You were glad you were still awake enough to have found him, because he appeared to silently linger halfway behind a fern.

At least, you hoped it was him. The only indications were his clothes, mask and dark hair. You saw him run a hand through it, and identified the chipped black nail polish and familiar rings. Oh yea, that was him alright.

He seemed to be paying more attention to the floor until he saw two feet appear in his line of sight. “Hey,” you awkwardly greeted. A bit taken a back, he replied, “Oh, wow. Hey.” A mask was covering the bottom of his face, but as far as you could see his eyes were a very dark shade.

“Wow?” you repeated. He chuckled, scratching the back of his head. “Yea, sorry. It’s a compliment.” You held your elbow out in a safe-distance gestured hello, but he shrugged you off. “You’re gonna be staying with me anyways.” Suddenly in a daze, you felt him wrap his arms around your waist and instantly hugged him back. His baggy sweater felt warm and soft to the touch, and strands of hair tickled your face. You very much tried to repress your smile and blush, but how could you? Hugging someone wasn’t supposed to feel this good. When he pulled back he reached down to take your suitcase from you. “I don’t own a car, is it okay if we take a cab?”

“Y-Yeah, of course,” you stuttered, “But it’s on me. Same with food and stuff.” “Don’t worry about it,” he chuckled. “No, you’re letting me stay with you and a hotel would’ve been a lot more expensive than this. It’s my treat.” “Yeah, we’ll see.” He gave you a look and even with the mask you could tell he was smirking underneath it.

It’s about half an hour drive to his apartment complex, and it’s rather nice. “All that YouTube money paying off, huh?” you asked in amusement. “You’d know,” he replied. You insisted on carrying your suitcase up the stairs yourself, which he silently shook his head at, until after a few flights he noticed you struggling and settled on carrying the thing in between the two of you. “How many clothes did you bring?” “Oh, it’s mostly filled with bricks I might need to throw at your head.” He laughed at that.

His apartment was simple, but cosy. “Home sweet home,” he said, almost sarcastically. You furrowed your brow at him. “I’m sure you could’ve had it a lot worse.” He reluctantly agreed.

He helped you set down your luggage in what appeared to be his bedroom, where the curtains were still closed and the black bedsheets fresh. He had a few pieces of fanart up on his wall, and some on his closet. You turned to him and gave him a look. “You’re not sleeping on the couch.”

He quickly shook his head, “You’re not sleeping there. If you won’t let me sleep on the couch I’ll sleep on the floor.”

“If you’re sleeping on the floor, I’m sleeping on the floor.”

“Yeah, we’ll see about that,” he murmured. “What?” “Nothing.”

He suggested playing video games as you were both too tired to do anything else. You’d landed quite late yet were still confused about what time it actually was. Flying is weird. You hopped onto his couch and grabbed a controller.

He sat down next to you, but suddenly seemed tenser than before.

“You okay? You can just go to sleep if you want to.”

He shook his head, “Nah, I don’t sleep a lot. It’s fine.”

You didn’t stop looking at him, though. He was still wearing that mask. “You don’t have to take it off, if you don’t want to. I understand if it makes you uncomfortable.”

“It’s not that, I just…” He took a deep breath. You hadn’t expected him to take it off then and there. You stared at him, your mouth slightly agape, controller barely held by your numb hands.

“Disappointed?”

It was as if he was expecting you to make a face or something, but you didn’t give him anything, except for a blatant “Nope” and an “Are we gonna play now or what?”

“You don’t have anything else to say?”

You shrugged, and looked him up and down again. “You’re kind of what I imagined you to be.”

“What’s that?”

“Handsome.”

Neither of you could stop smiling for the rest of the night.

You eventually forced him to sleep in his own bed, even going as far as to shove him into the room and keep your weight against the door so he couldn’t get out, so he eventually relented. “Inviting you here was a mistake.” “How come? All I’ve done so far is look after you!” “You’re a nightmare.”

You mostly stayed in for the week, which you didn’t mind at all. Being in such a closed-off environment with someone you got along with was nice. He attempted to get you to lift the weights in his room and succeeded for around fifteen minutes until you nearly dropped a dumbbell on your foot. You ordered take-out from his favourite restaurant, watched horror movies until you adapted to his sleeping schedule because you were too scared to close your eyes now, and even streamed a bit together with your friends.

“Wait, is Corpse with you?” Rae had asked.

“No, I’m at Corpse’s. He’s sitting across from me so I can’t see his screen but we’re gonna have to share the Discord unless you want to hear an echo.”

“Ah, man! You got to see his face, too?” Sykkuno whined.

“Stop simping, Sykkuno. You get enough attention from him already.”

“Don’t worry, I still love you,” Corpse said.

“Huh?”

It was probably a good thing that you got teamed up again, because you could indeed start to see his hands shaking right as the word ‘impostor’ appeared on the screen. You reached over and stroked it with your thumb. He smiled gratefully back at you.

“Just please,” he pleaded later that day, “Sleep in the bed. If only for one night.”

“No. I’ve heard about and now seen your sleeping habits. If you take the couch you’re never going to get any sleep.” You made a real effort to show him how comfortable you were – even though your back had started to hurt already after the first night – by crawling underneath your blanket and rubbing your head into the soft pillow. He snorted.

Next thing, you feel yourself being lifted by an arm underneath your knees and one around your back. “Corpse! Put me the fuck down!” you shrieked. You knew he lifted weights, but how the hell did he still have the energy as an insomniac? He ungracefully dropped you onto the matrass and turned the lights off. “Good night.”

You quickly got hold of the back of his hoodie before he could leave and pulled. He fell down next to you with a low huff. “Fine, I’ll sleep in the bed. But only if you sleep here too.”

“I snore.”

“Don’t care.”

For some reason, there wasn’t any tension or awkwardness. You were comfortable, and the soft rhythm of his breathing seemed to soothe you. He called out your name, to see if you were still awake.

“Hm?”

“…Thanks for coming over.”

“Any time.”

This was how you would spend the rest of the nights, and whenever either of you woke up suddenly curled up around the other, you didn’t mention it or move away from it. It was the first time in years Corpse got a few nights of complete rest.

[sneezyminniejo]

Nail in the Coffin

Here's a random Stray Kids fic I decided to write. @kpopsickiess helped me come up with some of the ideas.

Seungmin sighed as he put on his shoes. He really wasn’t looking forward to his schedule for the day. He pretty much had dance practice all day and he was hoping that he’d be able to get through it without his members finding out that he was actually in a bit of pain. It’s not like anything could be done about it anyway. He winced and hissed a little bit at the pain he felt in his foot as he stood up and walked to the van.

The second youngest did his best not to limp as he walked into the company building, fairly relieved that the rest of his members had had earlier schedules than him. When he arrived at the dance studio, he found he was the first one to arrive. 3Racha must still be in the studio, while the others must still be in either vocal or language class. Seungmin placed his bag next to the couch and got started on stretching.

As he was stretching, the other members trickled into the room. They joined in with stretching until it was time to actually start practice. Seungmin winced a little as he stood up and put some weight on his foot. Again, he hoped that no one noticed.

Dance practice could have gone better in his opinion. They were practicing their fourth song, a choreography that has a lot of jumps in it and it took everything in him not to just walk out of practice from the sheer amount of pain he was in. He was either really good at hiding his pain, or somehow none of his members noticed, because he’s pretty sure that he would have been told to sit down by now.

After three more songs, the group paused for a water break. Seungmin walked over to his bag to grab his water bottle and was approached by Jeongin. “Hyung, are you okay? Your dancing seemed a bit off."

"I'm fine, Innie. My feet just hurt a little." Seungmin said, omitting the full truth. It's also totally believable with how much jumping and dancing they've been doing the past couple of weeks. Jeongin didn't press any further, so the second youngest assumed the maknae had believed him.

When practice finally ended, Seungmin decided to just lie on the floor. As much as he wanted to go back to the dorm to deal with his foot, he also didn't want to be openly limping in front of his members. Although, seeing as none of them have noticed him being in a lot of pain, he might be able to get back to the dorm without a lecture.

"Seungminnie, let's go." Felix called

"I'm going to hang back for half an hour or so. I want to get a bit of vocal practice in." Seungmin lied. He was just going to stay on the floor until he felt he could deal with the pain.

"Alright, just be home in time for dinner. I'm making one of my favorite Australian foods." Seungmin responded with a thumbs up and Felix and the others left the practice room.

As soon as the door closed, Seungmin sat up and took his shoes off. He instantly sighed in relief at the release of pressure that had been on his foot all day. After a couple minutes of just sitting in the practice room, he decided to crawl over to his bag to browse through his phone for a bit. After around fifteen minutes of that, Seungmin decided that he had probably spent enough time loitering in the building and he reluctantly put his shoes back on so he could return to the dorm.

Surprisingly, Minho, Felix, and Jeongin were all apparently in their rooms when Seungmin got to the dorm. He decided to take advantage of the situation and quickly went to the kitchen and grabbed an ice pack from the freezer. He then opened up the cabinet where the first aid kit lives and took out an ace bandage and a few regular bandaids. Seungmin somewhat quickly placed the items on his bed before going to the living room where they keep sewing supplies. He grabbed a spool of thread then went back to his room.

What Seungmin didn’t know is that while he had been rifling through the first aid kit, Felix had come out of his room to start dinner and saw him.

Seungmin was sitting on his bed and had just taken his sock off, when Minho abruptly opened his door. “Minnie, Felix just told me he saw you take an ace bandage from the first aid kit. And Jeongin told me that you were in pain during practice. Care to explain why you spent the past several hours dancing on an injured foot?” Seungmin sighed before responding. “Hyung, I’m fine.  I wouldn’t even say I’m injured. While I am in pain. I can still dance. I’m handling it.” Apparently that was not the right thing to say because Minho zeroed in on the ice pack that was sitting on the nightstand.

“If you’re not injured like you claim to be, then why do you have both an ice pack and an ace bandage? Do I need to have Chan hyung cancel all of schedules for the next couple weeks since you’re insisting on dancing on an injured ankle? When did you injure your ankle anyway?” Seungmin continued to listen to Minho somewhat needlessly lecture him. Felix and Jeongin had also come to the room to check on the two as Minho’s voice was slowly getting louder. The dancer cared for all his members greatly and didn’t want Seungmin to be making an injury worse by being stubborn.

“Hyung, I didn’t injure my ankle. I have an ingrown toenail from accidentally clipping my nails too short. I’ll be fine in a couple of days.”  Seungmin said this as soon as there was a long enough pause in Minho’s lecture. The other three didn’t really know what to do with that information, so they just watched in silence as Seungmin used tweezers to carefully put a piece of sewing thread under the nail before securing it in place with bandaids. He then placed the ice pack along his foot and secured it in place with the ace bandage.

When Seungmin finished, he casually stood up and kind of limped out of the room. Having an ice pack on his foot made walking kind of awkward. “So, how long until dinner’s ready?” he asked. Felix quickly responded that it would be forty five minutes.

Seungmin had taken the ice off his foot by the time dinner was ready and the four members were sitting around the table. “By the way Seungmin, I’m telling Chan that you’re not dancing for the next couple of days until you're not in pain anymore.” Seungmin wanted to protest, but Minho had that look on his face that was slightly murderous, signifying that any debate would be a lost cause.

“Fine hyung, but it should only be for a day or two.” Seungmin sounded resigned. However, even though he still thought that it was pointless to sit out since he wasn’t injured. He did appreciate the fact that he wouldn’t have to do such intense dancing while he was in pain.

[lunarflux]

"i felt your arms reach for help, and not a muscle in my body could keep me from holding onto you so tightly"

lee felix x reader

genre — fluff!au

tw: suggested abusive relationship

suggested background music: x

note: i like to put a bit of my life into my writing - i had a dream the other night that i saw my abusive ex and hid behind a member of skz lol

You never usually went out on the weekends. It's always been that way. Maybe once a month, you'd entertain the occasional invite out for dinner and drinks, but it had been a while since you'd gone out so casually with your small group of friends.

Clubs were always dark, and you were never the type to run into the crowd. So there you stood by the bar, watching your friends as you nursed your beverage, the sweat from the glass dripping down to the floor. You wanted so badly to have fun, but this just wasn't your scene anymore.

After the departure of your ex-boyfriend, you realized just how much you missed out on. Your friends no longer waited for you because they'd just expected you to say no. It took over a year to realize your relationship had grown toxic, and no partner should ever keep you from experiencing life. Being in a relationship meant sharing a life - not becoming someone else's.

The need to be alone washed over you, remembering the last argument with your ex over reprioritizing your life. To him, friends came second. You just couldn't live like that anymore.

You're free now - and you still haven't adjusted to that feeling.

Club patrons would stand next to you and try to strike up a conversation, but as cold as ever, you avoided their gaze and sipped from the now watered down beverage, still dripping down your hand.

One in particular didn't try to talk to you. In fact, he stood at the bar much like you did, checking his watch, his phone, whatever he could to seem occupied. He glanced at you every now and then. Through the chaotic lights, he'd catch your eye, and he'd smile.

All you could see were the faint hints of the freckles scattered across his cheeks.

After about the fifth time noticing him check his phone, you leaned over. "Did your date bail on you or something?"

He chuckled. "No. I'm just killing time, so my friends stop bugging me about hanging around their apartment so much."

The conversation died as soon as it started, but you two stayed in place. You'd toast with him to every new glass, and then you'd go back to how you were - standing by the bar, killing time.

"y/n - "

Steadying yourself, you looked past your freckled partner only to find a familiar - unwelcome - face.

Staring your ex in the face for the first time in three months, the only thing you could do was stare. Your legs locked in place, and it felt like this club was just another nightmare.

"What are you doing here -" The familiar stranger took a step towards you.

It was a reflex.

All at once, you dropped your glass and found yourself gripping onto the denim sleeve of your drinking partner.

The blonde looked down at you, noticing the vice grip on his arm. He swore he could feel the tension built up within you as you just stood there, holding onto him like a scared child even though he was nothing but a stranger for the night.

Your view changed, and now you were looking at his back. Your drinking partner stood in front of you, his hand holding yours protectively.

"Can I help you?" He said to your ex who merely examined the sight before him like it couldn't possibly be happening.

"You her boyfriend?" Your ex spat with a matching sneer.

"I said, can I help you."

Trying to maneuver around your shield, he laughed, and it was a cruel sound. "So two years just in the fucking trash, and now you've moved onto this guy?"

You whispered into your protector's sleeve. "Please leave."

"Go - " The still nameless blonde nodded his head towards the crowd. "Before I call security for harassment."

"No need." Your ex took a swig of his drink. "You can have her."

The interaction only lasted a minute, but you swore you couldn't breathe. They never tell you about this kind of aftermath from a bad breakup. You were supposed to feel elated that this villain was out of your life after years of over-controlling behavior and manipulation tactics. This was supposed to be your new life.

Still stuck in place, you followed robotically as your protector pulled you up the stairs and out into the street. It was only then that he let go of your hand to cradle your face, wiping away the tears from your cheeks with his thumb.

"Are you okay?"

"I -" You let out an uneasy breath. The fresh air almost hurt to inhale. "Yes, I'm fine. I just didn't.... expect to see him so soon."

"What's your name?"

"y/n"

"y/n, my name is Felix. Have you eaten yet?" He took off his hat and placed it on your head, securing it tightly like it was a new shield to keep you safe.

Shaking your head, you let him lead you down the street to the closest night market. It was a little past midnight, but it was still crowded. Bumping into patrons, Felix grabbed your hand again and led you through the crowd.

Stopping in front of a dessert cart, he guided you to stand next to him. "Well?"

"It's fine, I should go."

Felix squeezed your hand. "Come on. It's late. You're clearly shaken up. I don't think anyone should be alone like that."

He was right though it pained you to admit it. Your fun Friday night went from decent to shit in less than five minutes, and now this handsome freckled stranger was the one to try to comfort you.

"I have a thing about sweets." Felix looked up at the selection of ice cream. "Brownies and ice cream - it's like my comfort food."

"Mine, too." You finally noticed how warm his hand was.

He held up two fingers to the part-time worker before letting go of you to grab both of the treats.

"I can pay you back." You took a spoonful of vanilla. "I'm sorry. I think I ruined your night out."

Felix shook his head, clearly enjoying the frozen treat. "You didn't ruin anything. I'm just sorry your night got cut short because of... your ex, right?"

You nodded quietly. "I'm sorry."

"What are you apologizing for?"

"Well, I - "

"I've only known your name for ten minutes, and you've apologized to me twice already." Felix's freckles were much more visible now, and it suited him. He looked kind, and his smile was bright before softening to concern. "Did he make you feel like you had to apologize for everything?"

Poking your spoon around your ice cream, you couldn't find the words. Felix took your silence as a 'yes.'

"That doesn't seem like any way to treat your girlfriend."

"I mean, some of it might have been my fault - "

Felix interrupted your excuses with a spoonful of chocolate. "Stop."

"But I -"

"- am single now. And I am not him." He grinned again. "So just erase everything he made you feel like you needed to do, and just be in the moment with me. Okay?"

"It was just," you tried to find the words. "I don't know. I haven't done this in a really long time, and I know not everyone is like that. But I don't even really know you."

Felix placed his hand on your head, his smile still comforting and genuine. He pulled you close to him. "Well, I guess we're going to have to change that."

**

It was another Friday night, but now these nights were taken up by Felix dropping by your apartment with freshly baked brownies and a new movie.

He never passed the boundaries of holding hands and hugs. It almost made you wonder how you ended up here with this person who was nothing more than a fellow bar patron at some point.

"Can I ask you something?"

Felix was scooping ice cream onto the brownies. He offered you a spoonful, "What's up?"

The words got caught in your throat again. It's only been two months. You hadn't returned to the club since, and you were finally sleeping well again. It was almost like having Felix kept the nightmares away. Simply knowing he was there did more healing than anything else ever did.

You didn't want to ruin it.

"Never mind." You grabbed your bowl and settled in front of the TV.

Felix looked back at you. Lately, it was like you always started out tense in front of him, and he was dying to know why.

An hour into the movie, Felix finally noticed that you weren't paying attention. Your dessert was left half unfinished which was unusual. You just sat there beside him, staring at the floor.

He poked your cheek before reaching over to pause the movie. "What's on your mind?"

"It's nothing."

"y/n, come on." Felix sighed. "What is it? Are you having nightmares again? Did you see him again?"

It shouldn't feel odd, but you didn't expect him to find you so predictable. "No, I just have a lot on my mind."

"Okay, so tell me."

The silence filled the room again.

"Is this something you can't tell me?"

"That's not it, I just don't know how to tell you -"

"Try!" Felix laughed. "I haven't seen you this speechless since the night we met."

Thinking about that night brought so many mixed feelings. It was like seeing the evil witch and meeting your prince charming all at once. After your ex said those things, it was like something just held you back. It just always seemed too soon to say anything - no matter how much you liked Felix, no matter what he did you help you heal and just be happy. If this is what a relationship is supposed to be like, you didn't know how to operate. This was a book on love you'd never dared to read before.

"It's nothing." You said quietly.

Felix almost looked disappointed. He looked down at the floor, shuffling his feet together. "Should I leave?"

"What? No -"

"I just feel like I'm bothering you."

"You're not bothering me!" You grabbed his hand. There it was again, one of the two romantic gestures that wouldn't be pushed any further.

Felix held your hand gently, stroking your thumb with his. "So do you want to tell me what's on your mind?"

You leaned forward, resting your head against his arm so he couldn't see how flustered you were.

"I just don't know when the right time is."

"Meaning?" Felix had every right to be confused.

"How long is long enough to be over someone and move on?" You kept your head down. You didn't want him to see you crumble like this. You felt so weak and tired at the thought of exposing yourself like this.

You and Felix sat in silence for a moment. His grip on your hand was tighter than usual, but his demeanor was difficult to read.

"Is that what's been bothering you? You don't want me to think you've moved on too quickly?"

You nodded against his arm, still hiding your face.

He pulled you up and into his arms again, holding you securely. He smelled like vanilla and musk today. He hid his face in your neck, and you stayed like that. This was the safest you've ever felt, and being here with him finally stopped that awful feeling of not knowing what it was to want to share your mornings with someone. Felix wasn't a burden. He was the sunshine, and his warmth was your safety.

Taking a deep breath, Felix finally sat upright nodding to himself. "Okay, so let's talk."

"Talk away." You almost giggled at the flush on his cheeks.

He brushed the hair away from your face, keeping hands cupped on the sides of your neck.

"There is no time limit for being ready, okay?"

Felix's eyes stayed on yours.

"If you're over him, then you're over him. Fuck that guy, he was awful. And I know you think that with the timing - meeting me that night - it was a burden, wasn't it? Because there was no way you could ever tell if you were ready or if you'd just found a distraction." Felix smiled softly. "Do you trust me?"

You nodded quietly, eyes feeling awfully heavy.

"Well, I trust you. And I trust you know that this burden of never knowing will go away on its own, okay?"

"I just don't want to hurt you." You tried to pull away with no avail.

Felix released another heavy sigh.

He searched for something in your eyes before making his decision.

His kisses were like his hugs - warm and comforting. He was gentle, rubbing the edge of your face with his fingers. The small pitter-patters of his breath against your cheeks tickled.

Felix kissed you sweetly in silence. The moonlight had already set on the apartment, but he just stayed with you in the moment, feeling like if there was ever a time, it was now.

Leaving a final kiss on the tip of your nose, he sat back.

"Take your time. I'm not going anywhere."

[kim-miyeon]

Hell Above - Chapter Fifteen

PAIRINGS: Hwang Hyunjin X Female Reader

WARNINGS: Series contains mature content, read at your own discretion. Mafia!AU, explicit language, suggestive language, graphic scenes, weapons, mild abuse, angst, 18+.

WORD COUNT: 4.3K

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Everything’s Not Alright, and I Would Rather...

The day had come.

The roar of the vehicle drowned in your ears as you sat back and watched as the pedestrians walked by the hospital. You grew envious that you were unable to have such a normal life, one where you could walk so freely with common care and worry. The sun rays beamed on the car causing the temperature to surpass a well comfortable standard and you felt your anxiety churn in the pit of your stomach. He was coming for you and you were foolish to believe that a historial full of those suffering would allow him To pause in his conquest. You hung your head and sighed out, and felt a soft hand place itself on your thigh as you looked up worryingly to this man. 

It was almost unfair. How in a life full of torture, deceit and pain, that there was someone so honest, so loving. Hyunjin had and would always be the light at every end of each tunnel you found yourself in. He will always be that comforting voice in your mind. The softest touch a human could ever have. And it was unfair because you couldn’t live a life of peace and harmony. You two will never be able to sleep restfully in each other’s arms without the worry of captive or murder at your corner. To live the way you had, hidden behind masks placed for the both of you caused nothing but pain. And at what cost? You feared since the day your grandfather decided that he and the network would move forward and deem it necessary for you to be killed, that you would never truly see this man again. You looked at Hyunjin, studied all of his features. How his skin almost resembled silk in the way it looked soft to the touch and had no imperfections. His mole that was kissed under his eye, and the sharpness of the angles in the way he was carved by angels. His eyes felt like two of the most precious stars caught from the galaxy and placed into his orbs. They drew you in and made you feel like everything around you was still. His lips… his lips that took you to paradise, how everything he did, brought you bliss. He was your safety net, your rock, your protector. And you never thought love at first sight was real, you had grown up to hate this man, but the moment you looked at him with your own two eyes, you felt static electricity run through your spine. You two had as would always be two hearts as one, two souls cut from the same strand. He had always been your other half.

And that’s what scares you. The unknown. Of the hours ahead, the plan that had been set in place. You remembered the discussion you had with Changbin when he introduced the bullet to you. The technology and the thought behind its ability to stun you and weaken the heartbeat but not enough force to kill you. You knew Hyunjin didn’t see your point of view and grew nervous for the safety of your unborn child. 

“Here it is” 

“So tell me, when Minho shoots it-“ You started and Changbin cut you off. 

“It will break the skin, it will hurt, especially if he is rather close to you. I made this protection pad for you to wear..”  Changbin handed to the padding and you eyed it a bit before he continued.

“This should help stop the force of the bullet from completely killing you”

“YAH!” Hyunjin yelled more as a warning to be careful with the words people used. He was on edge with the whole situation.

“Hyunjin it ‘s fine. It won’t kill me. We just need it to put me out for a few, make grandfather believe I am dead.” You looked at him before turning to Changbin, “Thank you Changbin.” 

Hyunjin clenched his jaw and left the room as you tried to grab on to his arm as he jerked you off.

“Hyunjin—“

You followed after him and you two were in the hallway when you called out his name again and grabbed him as he  turned to you. 

“This is ridiculous Y/N putting yourself at danger! Putting everything on the line like this. If he thinks you're dead, what difference does it make!?”

“He hid me from the world. He made me non existent. Do you know that you could have been dead years ago!? That’s why.” You retorted and Hyunjin sighed out in frustration.

“I’m playing the same game as him, Hyunjin. Making myself non existent. For me, for you…” You grabbed his hand and placed it over your stomach, “for our family.”

Hyunjin pulled you into a hug and held you tightly, like he was going to lose you .“I just can’t bear to think of something happens, if you-“

“Nothing will happen, I promise. I trust Minho. I trust the plan.”

“I’m going in.” You unbuckle your seat belt and looked at Hyunjin. He slid his hand over your cheek and behind your head as he pulled you into a kiss, one that felt so passionate, full of love, fear, lust. Like it was the last time you two would ever feel each other. His lips molding into yours like he was studying every soft line you had and memorizing the way you taste. 

“Y/N” He whispered against your lips. It was so beautiful the way he said your name.

“I love you.” 

“I love you too.” You kissed him back before you made your way out of the car and to the hospital. 

You took slow steps walking across the cream colored colored floor, mind lost in the daze as your heels clacking against the concrete were the only thing that could be heard. The smell of medicine and cleanliness around you and the overwhelming silence of it all as you approached Jeongin’s hospital room made you feel insane. Your skin was itching for some kind of crazy to happen, and you received nothing of the sort. As you approached the corner of the room you heard a not so pleasant sound. The sound of a laugh you were not expecting to hear in the hospital, one full of danger and suspense. You began to think to yourself the harm Jeongin could be in and how bold of a man your Grandfather was to show himself here, and at the same time you were not surprised. You took one deep breath in and walked into the hospital room and saw a frozen in place Jeongin sitting up on his bed. Your grandfather sat across him with his legs crossed, his eyes dark and evil, smile curved just enough to scare away those around him. He had his men in the room holding their assault rifles in clear view. All attention focused on you when you came into sight. There was no turning back now.

“Today is the day Y/N. I trust that you know what lies ahead of you” you grandfather spoke, head slowly turning to you as you squinted at him and clenched your jaw.

“I suppose it was foolish of me to believe that you wouldn’t come here to find me.” You responded back and he smiled at you.

“You and Jeongin...two peas in a pod. It’s a shame one of you has to go.” You looked over at Jeongin who was in complete fear, fast ghostly white. You grew anxious.

“If you have come to harm-“

“I do not wish to harm Jeongin any more than I have.”

You paused and you stepped forward and your grandfather’s soldiers raised their weapons at you and your grandfather raised his hand to calm them.

“I will let you have a moment to speak, then we will take you.” You grandfather stood up and you saw the small sling around his arm where you had inflicted your gun shot to. He walked towards you and you moved over to allow him and his men to step out of the room before you ran over to Jeongin’s side and began touching his face.

“Are you okay? Are you hurt?” 

“Y/N.” 

You checked for any and all signs of cuts and bruises on Jeongin’s body as he kept repeating your name softly. Your mind was so caught up in him that you didn’t hear him raise his voice at you. It was when he gripped your wrists tightly to have you stop when you looked into his eyes.

“I’m okay.” 

You nodded softly and felt tears in your eyes and Jeongin shook his head to tell you not to cry.

“I’m scared Jeongin.” You whispered and he nodded.

“You’re going to be fine. Trust me.” You felt a single tear roll down your cheek and Jeongin pulled you into his arms for a hug, “I’ll see you on the other side.”

You pulled back from him and looked at Jeongin confused before you felt to large hands grip your arms tightly and began to pull you.

“No. LET GO OF ME.” You struggled to get free as you looked at Jeongin who smiled at you and waved sadly and you felt the pit of your stomach churn. “JEONGIN!”

Before you knew it you felt a padding of cloth come to your nose and you began to inhale. Your head grew light and your eyes got heavy as you felt all your weight drop and everything go black.

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“They took her.”  Hyunjin bursted into the office and Minho jolted up out of his seat as he turned to Felix who looked back at him.

“It’s time.” Minho said and Felix nodded and got up and grabbed his jacket.

“Let’s go fuck shit up.” Felix said and left the room, heading to go round up the other boys.

Hyunjin stood there across from Minho as Minho looked back at him. 

“So we are really doing this?” Hyunjin asked and Minho nodded his head.

“Better late than never.” Minho scoffed to himself and Hyunjin nodded as they both left the room.

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You felt your eyes start to pry open and you hissed when you saw the light of the room attack your sight. You squinted hard and saw a man standing in the room guarding the door watching you. You sat yourself up slowly and realized you in a bedroom, one that felt painfully familiar in an odd way. You saw the man grab something at his hip and raise it to his lips.

“She’s awake.” 

You felt your blood run cold. The room was eerily old and filled with floating dust. You then noticed you were laying on a bed and you glanced around and took more in as the man kept speaking over his walkie.

“Bring her to the yard.” You over heard a voice say as you saw the man nod and you glanced over to the side table and noticed a photo of two people you knew.

Your parents.

Soon the man raised his weapon at you and you looked up at him sadly as he gripped your arm and you felt a slight pain on your wrists. You had been tied up with a plastic zip tie and it had rubbed against your skin so much you almost broke blood.

The man jerked you off the bed and placed his gun on your back and you made no sound, no sign of hesitation. You felt absolutely defeated and the war hadn’t even begun. You took a look at the room, your parents room. A place you hadn’t had the chance to truly embrace as home. This whole place you thought was supposed to be home. But it became grounds for evil. A place where the souls of your family are trapped forever.

“Let’s go.” The man pushed you towards the door and you compiled as you started to move.

The hallways were still covered in family portraits and decorations. The mansion had never been changed, had not been touched since the massacre. As you walked further and further you passed by the office, and you felt a piece of yourself grow light. Everything slowed down as you made your way past the room because you knew what had taken place. 

The scenes of the events that had occurred flashed before your eyes. You could see your mother, tied to a chair, being beaten and tortured while your father watched in agony, screaming and begging for the men to stop. Your mother…. bleeding out, being stripped of her garments and abused. Your father watched as they placed the gun to her head and fired the last shot. 

You saw your father cry. Losing hope and the love of his life, losing you. You felt his pain as you walked past. You felt everything like you never have before.

You walked down the stairs of the mansion and saw the dark beauty behind the way everything looked. It was a true shame, so much beauty and life sucked out of this home. 

Once you made your way to the from door you saw another soldier standing by and looked at you unpleasantly. The soldier behind you pushed you into the other as the next one grabbed you and headed out to the front of the house. You looked ahead and saw your grandfather standing in the middle of the yard, almost ritualistically surrounded by men you knew only through photos. The network. 

You were walked closer to your grandfather and then shoved to the ground as you tried to catch yourself with your hands tied. You felt the gravel of the ground damage your knees and scrape your hands and some of your face as you fell hard with a grunt. You heard your grandfather snicker to himself as he cleared his throat.

“I present to you all. The daughter of Lee Won Shik. LEE Y/N!”

You pushed yourself up off the ground and looked up at your grandfather as he spoke to the crowd. 

“Y/N original mission was to infiltrate the Hwang family through their son, Hwang Hyunjin. A tactic we have all created together and implemented.” 

You listened to this absurdity. Not only was your grandfather a monster but the whole network was behind him, that’s how his power never faded. There was so much corruption and evil around you that it made you afraid. 

“Unfortunately, it seems that our very own has fallen deep into her work. She is now unfit to rule this family and has committed treason to us.” 

You saw as the men who stood around you listened and you looked back up at your grandfather who smiled and continued.

“Lee Y/N is carrying the child of Hwang Hyunjin.” 

Shocked responses from around you as you flared up at your grandfather broke the airy night. Your breathing grew heavy and you never broke eye contact with the man who stood before you. You knew the network would never turn on this man and you knew you were being tried.

“Lee Y/N, how do you plead?” Your grandfather smiled knowing that this was his most enjoyable event. He loathed you so much that the thought of your head on a plate was what got him here. You clenched your jaw and smiled back at him and laughed. 

“Guilty.” 

Your grandfather almost frowned to your answer, but scoffed. “Guilty, you heard the woman.”

He began to walk around you and look at the men around, “the Lee family has held its crown for decades, and we have ruled over all families. We will not allow a child stained with Hwang blood to succeed the throne of this business.” 

You noticed lights ahead, lights belonging to a vehicle. Two then four then six… multiple cars approached and you felt okay knowing that Minho was close.. Hyunjin was close. The plan was about to be executed and the future was more clear for you.

The cars pulled up and you saw the reactions of everyone as they pulled their weapons up and aimed at the vehicles. The lights shining into your eyes cause you to look away and squinted as you heard the sound of the door opening and slamming shut.

“Stand down, everyone.” Your grandfather ordered and you heard the sound of weapons lowering.

“Lee Minho has come to complete his mission.” Your grandfather spoke and laughed, “He will execute the leader and take the crown as the new leader of the Lee Family.”

The lights of the car flashed off and you saw Minho in the dark, walking to you. His expression was full of rage and anger. You looked up at him as he looked down at you. In the back of his eyes you searched for a confirmation that the plan was in action and that his expressions were not drawn at you. But you found nothing, you couldn’t read him. His eyes were as black as the night sky and they held an incredible amount of hate. You felt yourself grow uneasy, you had trusted him. Surely he wasn’t going to pull the trigger on you, you trusted him to shoot you where it had been planned. You saw him inch towards you and he drew his weapon at you, aimed at your head. 

“Minho..” you whispered.

“Now is the time Minho!” Your grandfather’s voice brought you back to the reality of the situation. You tried to tell yourself that this wasn’t real, Minhop wouldn’t dare to shoot you. But as you looked up at him, his gun aimed at your head, you weren’t so sure. 

You thought back to the last conversation you had with Minho, and how in that moment you truly felt like this was a moment you weren’t supposed to question. 

You peeked behind the wall at him as he stood in the middle of the night, looking up at the sky and sighing heavily to himself. You could feel his distress, his fear, his anxiety...all of it. It surrounded him as he kept digging a larger hole in his mind and you wondered what was going on. You wanted to speak to him, and you  wanted to give him the space you knew he needed. But in the end it was ruined by you making a far too noticeable sound when you leaned against the door. Minho laughed a bit and turned his head softly as you grew embarrassed. 

“ So you’re spying on me now, Y/N” He said softly and you cleared your throat as you walked closer to him and smiled.

“The boys said that you were out here, I just wanted to check in on you.” You said and Minho gleaned over at you and nodded.

“You guys are all counting on me but, I  can’t do this Y/N '' Minho croaked out, almost chocking by tears and you looked at him in concern as he exhaled deeply. 

“I keep playing it in my head, over and over again and I just…” 

“Minho… don’t” You reached out your hand to touch his arm as he hung his head low. 

“The first time he laid his hands on you...you were only seven.” You felt the guilt rise in him, everything that he was feeling that he kept deep inside  was pouring out. 

“I remember that day too well, I watched him take you to his chamber and I was so mad because I thought that you were getting a reward. I was so jealous and angry and then..” 

You bit your lip at the memory, one that you try not to bring back to your mind, but Minho’s point of view made you realize that he had been struggling in a different way all these years. 

“When I saw the bruises on your arms and face...I…” He paused and you saw him choke on the tears that were coming out without fail. You shook your head not wanting him to continue but he did anyways as you tried to comfort him. 

“Y/N I didn’t want to get hurt the way you were, I thought if I ignored it, maybe one day it would go away. He would stop but..he didn’t.” 

“ I know..” 

“No, you don’t. I have failed to protect you for so long, and I have been against you for years. And now, I have to help you and I don’t know if I can. If I miss, if something happens, I’m responsible. What if you die?”

“I’m prepared to.” You spoke bluntly and Minho looked at you wide eyed, “I’m prepared to die, if it goes wrong.”

“But what about Hyunjin?” 

You sighed, and reached into your back pocket and pulled out a note that you had been saving to give to Minho. “If I die, you give this to him.”

“I trust you Minho… I trust that you’re going to come and pull that trigger and you and I are going to change the world. I know it. I know I looked at you for years as the bad guy in my life, but you’re just as fucked up as me. We can’t fix that but we can evolve from it.” You said and he nodded at you and you sighed. 

“I just don’t know what I would do if you got hurt, Y/N. I should of been there all these years-” 

“So be there now. Be here for me now. Pull the trigger and help me.” 

Minho glared at you and you felt tears starting to warm your eyes and your grandfather chuckled lowly. 

“My oh my, what do we have here?” 

“MINHO.” A loud yell came from behind and your eyes widened. What the fuck is he doing?” 

You saw Hyunjin storm his way past the cars and saw his men trail behind him. You noticed Changbin, Jisung, and Chan as well as Seungmin and Felix behind with their weapons as Hyunjin kept approaching. Your mind went numb. This wasn’t the plan. 

Minho never took his eyes off of you and he was incredibly still and locked on you. You felt your heartbeat quicken when you saw Hyunjin approach you two and then all weapons drew. 

Hyunjin looked at you and you looked back in complete fear and confusion.

“Minho put your gun down.” Hyunjin ordered and you watched as he held his weapon at Minho.

“No.” Minho looked at you and you looked up at him. You were trying so hard to make sense of the situation. This wasn’t what you had discussed and what you agreed on. This was different. Something different was happening and you were lost. Everything felt wrong. 

“Minho, what’s going on?” You whispered at him and you watched as he began to ease on the tension, somehow your words brought him back. 

“Minho.. I’m fucking warning you…” Hyunjin held his gun and you looked at Hyunjin.

“HYUNJIN PUT YOUR GUN DOWN!” You screamed. 

“NO Y/N, HE’S GOING TO KILL YOU.” 

The pounding of your heart was in your ears as you looked at Hyunjin. He stood in front of you, gun pointed at Minho. His eyes were dark, like he craved this. You felt hazy, nothing in that moment felt real. Your knees grew sore from being in the gravel. You looked up to the side of you and saw Minho. His eyes, sad and hurting. You thought he would cry. But how could he in this moment. But the gun in his hand at you didn’t feel staged anymore. Nothing felt right. You were beginning to question your sanity. Had all of this been a lie? Were you once again fooled? Your grandfather’s claps interrupted your thought process as you turned to him as he chuckled.

“All three of you. In one vicinity. How delightful it is to see sucha scene, and how pathetic it is to see the son of Hyun-woo sacrificing his life yet again for a woman.” Hyunjin clenched his jaw as he looked at you and you stared back. He was hard to read, something that never was difficult before. He looked busy in his mind, thinking about something deeply. You turned to Minho and he looked down at you as you tried to read him. Blank. You felt your heartbeat quicken and the pit of your stomach felt light. Where were they? Why were they not with you?

“Since I have you three here, I might as well use this to my advantage.” your grandfather stepped closer and looked at Minho.

“Shoot her.” 

“Don’t you dare.” Hyunjin growled.

“Shoot her Minho.” 

“Minho I swear to god, don’t you dare pull that trigger.” 

“No?” Your grandfather looked at Hyunjin and he smiled at him. “ Then you pull it Hyunjin. Pull yours.” 

You looked at the scene and felt tears brim your eyes. Nothing felt right and this was not the plan. You looked to Hyunjin and then Minho. Minho began to shake and you pleaded with your eyes. 

“I don’t care who pulls the trigger, it means nothing to me. One of you has to die anyways…” 

Those words sent chills down your spine. No matter the outcome, your grandfather felt no remorse if anyone were to die. It was painful, but not shocking. He ordered the death of your family and has no sense of guilt for what he has done. You bit your lip and almost felt like the plan would have caused nothing but more anger and pain. So maybe you would be okay if Minho pulled the trigger. Maybe this was the best thing for everyone. 

“You heard him Y/N.” Minho said softly and you looked at him in fear as he cocked his gun back and you saw the light escape his eyes, full blown rage. 

“One of us has to die.”

You closed your eyes, letting a tear run down your cheek as you prepared mentally for the pain, for the sorrow. It ends here, you thought. This was for the best.

The last thing you heard was the sound of the gun firing it’s bullet, leaving you stunned, cold, and quiet.

A/N: SO sorry this came out late, you are all so eager and I was trying to type and proof between shifts :( Being an ADULT is hard, but anyways. We have reached the end. Next week is the last chapter. I could actually cry. As always let me know your thoughts and I will see you on the other side loves:) 

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[chrizbang]

Chan was standing at the door, waiting for Hyunjin. The party was planned to start a 2pm, but Hyunjin was there one hour earlier. He was always punctual. "How are you doing?" Chan asked. "I'm fine. A little tired, college is getting hard lately." "We've all been there." Hyunjin followed Chan, the older one was already drinking beer in the kitchen. "Do you want something to drink, Hyunjin?" "I think I'll just have a soda." Chan grabbed a can of lemon soda and threw it towards Hyunjin. "So..." Hyunjin started. "Do you know who's coming?" Chan made an expression that showed that he was trying to remember the name of everyone. "To be honest, I'm not really sure," he took a sip of his beer. "I know Minho is not coming, he's going on a date with his girlfriend. I know for sure that Seungmin and Felix are coming. Changbin and Jisung too. Jeongin didn't confirm." Chan got closer to the younger one. He looked apprehensive like he was waiting for Chan to say something about someone else. "But you are not interested in them, aren't you?" Chan raised his eyebrow, he knew his friend too well. Hyunjin grinned. "Is Y/N coming?" Chan leaned on the balcony, looking into Hyunjin's eyes. "She is. I think it's about time that you talk to her dude. You've had a crush on her for one year already." Hyunjin sighed, wishing that it was that simple. "You know what? I'm gonna look for a room," Hyunjin said, leaving the kitchen to go upstairs. The plan was to spend the weekend at Chan's beach house. He invited some friends that were also Hyunjin's friends and some other friends that were only Chan's friends. It was up to them to bring more people, preferably girls. Hyunjin didn't have many friends besides Chan, Seungmin and Felix, so he didn't bring anyone. Hyunjin put his bag on the bed of the second room on the corridor, in a way to show that he was already there when people start to arrive. Deep down he wished that he could share the room with you. The idea of sharing the same bed with you, seeing you sleeping by his side, made his heart flutter. Chan was right, it has been way too long since he started to have a crush on you. The truth is, Hyunjin didn't think that you would have any interest in him in the first place. You were outgoing, you always had guys going after you. You were out of his league for him. Somebody called Hyunjin, scaring him. "Felix?" "What's up, dude?" Felix ran to hug him. "Are you staying in this room?" "Yep." "I'm gonna stay here then." Hyunjin and Felix chatted for some minutes. They didn't see each other for a while, Felix was also busy with college. When they went downstairs, more people had arrived. That's when Hyunjin saw you in the kitchen, chatting with Chan. The butterflies on his stomach started to dance. You looked gorgeous as always, wearing the top of your bikini with jeans shorts. Your hair was up on a ponytail, so Hyunjin was able to see your delicate neck. You had no idea how much he wanted to leave marks on your neck, to show to everyone who you belonged to. He didn't realize he was staring until you looked at him, smiling and waving. His cheeks got red, he waved back but left as soon as he could. He went to the backyard, where some friends, or friends of the friends, were gathering. The party was going well, everybody was drinking and having fun. Some people were inside the pool, enjoying the sun. At first, Hyunjin didn't want to go inside of it. But he changed his mind when he saw you entering the pool. Your bikini was small, showing your curves.

He couldn't take his eyes off you. You were gorgeous, smiling and playing with your friends. Your nipples were hard and the bikini sticking to your skin only made things harder for Hyunjin. He was doing the best he could so he wouldn't get a boner in front of everyone. You were talking to your friend when you tried to reach for something, putting half of your body on the edge of the pool, making your ass go up. The scene was mouth-watering for Hyunjin, he was checking you out like he could fuck you with his eyes. "Y/N, come here," a girl said, standing around the table next to the pool. You got up and went to talk to her, getting a towel on the way to dry your skin. "Truth or dare?" the girl asked. "Dare," you said. "I dare you to..." the girl got closer to you and whispered something in your ear. You raised your eyebrow, looking interested in what she was saying. You laughed, trying to make a decision. "Okay," you finally said. You turned around and went in the direction of the sun loungers. Some people were sitting there like Chan, Changbin and, Jisung. You were walking slowly as if you were trying to be mysterious. All eyes were on you when you sat on Changbin's lap, you held his chin with your hand and kissed him. Changbin quickly kissed you back, a messy kiss with tongue and saliva everywhere. Everybody was cheering and screaming. Changbin grabbed your ass and you started to grind on him a little, just to give everyone a show. Hyunjin felt his breath catch in his throat. He felt jealous, seeing a man touching you like that, he wanted to punch Changbin for touching what was his, even though he knew it wasn't true. At the same time, he felt aroused. His dick was getting hard by seeing you grinding on Changbin like that. He decided to get out of the pool, everything was being too overwhelming for him. He grabbed the first towel he saw around the pool, tying it around his waist to hide his boner. He went inside the house, wasting no time to go upstairs. He wasn't paying attention when he entered the first room on the corridor. He was too distracted with the anger mixed with the arousal to pay attention to anything. That's when he noticed some clothes on the bed, that wasn't his clothes. There were shorts, a pink backpack and some underwear. Hyunjin immediately recognized your small jeans shorts. He grabbed your underwear, black lace panties, that he could see that was used, probably before you went to the pool. Hyunjin felt ashamed of the idea he had, but he was too horny to care. He smelled your panties, feeling intoxicated with your smell. He sat on the bed, his back against the headboard. He dropped the towel on the floor before opening the zipper of his shorts, just to free his dick. He was fully hard by now. He pumped his dick for a while, groaning when he felt skin against skin. He was dripping precum so he used it to help lubricate his hands. He was doing it for a while before he started to rub your panties on his dick. Hyunjin felt like a depraved person, what he was doing was so wrong, but you drove him crazy. He was moaning softly, trying not to make too much noise. He threw his head back, closing his eyes, imagining that it was your mouth instead of his hand. He didn't see when someone opened the door. "Hyunjin?" "Oh, fuck," he said, startled. He couldn't look at you, feeling completely ashamed. He put his hands on his dick, trying to hide his private parts. "What are you doing?" you asked. "I-I'm sorry, Y/N, I-" he didn't know what to say, what could he say to explain himself? "Shut up," you said, closing the door. "You are such a naughty dirty boy, aren't you?" "Y-Y/N," Hyunjin whispered, not understanding what was happening. Was he dreaming? "Jerking off with my panties? Disgusting," you went in the direction of the bed. You pushed all the stuff that was on the bed on the floor. "Lay down," you said. Hyunjin was looking at you with wide eyes, his cheeks as red as a tomato. It took him a while to do what you demanded, but he did. He laid on the bed, his back against the mattress. You sat on his lap, you clothed pussy against his exposed dick. "I've never expected something like that from you, Hyunjin. You look so innocent," you said, grinding a little. Hyunjin whined, still holding your panties in his hand. "Do you wanna fuck me?" Hyunjin nodded, his boner being enough for an answer. "Do you think about me often when you touch yourself?" He nodded again. "Use your words," you demanded. "Yes, yes, I always think of you, ah," he moaned while you were grinding on his hard cock. You kissed his lips, a soft kiss in contrast to the atmosphere in the room. You pushed the panties of your bikini to the side, grabbed his dick and, sliding on it until he was fully inside of you. "Ah, fuck," you whined, feeling Hyunjin filling you up. "Fuck, you're so big, Hyunjinnie." Hyunjin whined when he heard you calling him like that. His cock was sliding in and out of your pussy, the wetness dripping from your hole. He grabbed your boobs, loving to see them bouncing up and down. "You are not going to last long, aren't you?" you asked him. Hyunjin simply moaned, closing his eyes while he could feel his cock deep inside of your pussy. An incessant fire was growing in his stomach. You kissed him again, biting his lower lip and sucking his tongue. "Play with my clit," you said. Hyunjin used his thumb to draw eights on the sensitive skin of your clit, helping you to cum. "Fuck, don't stop, baby," you whined. You moaned loud when you reached your high, grinding on his dick. "Y-Y/N, I'm gonn-" was all he said before you got off his lap and started to suck his dick. Hyunjin moaned when he released his load on your mouth. You milked him dry, swallowing every drop. "You're so cute," you said while your lips played with his cock. You got up and took a good look at Hyunjin. His long dark hair was a mess, strand hairs glued on his forehead because of his sweat. He looked at you and you had to admit that he made you feel your heart skip a beat. You kissed him, this time a slow, sensual kiss. "I'm gonna give you my number so we can do it again," you said, before leaving the room. Hyunjin just stayed there, laying on the bed. Best party ever.

Author’s note: Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed it and feedback is always welcome! Also, I’m opening requests, so if you want something, send me a message  💖

[wonglix]

➺ 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮

⤷ y/n x chan; blind date!au

⤷ felix is tired of your failed attempts at dating and decides to take matters in his own hands. he knows what’s best for you, he’s your best friend after all. so he decides to introduce you to his long-term friend chan via setting up a blind date

⤷ fluff

⤷ 1.7k words

"listen y/n, i promise you that you two will get along. i just know it, i kn-"felix' rant got cut off when you decided to stuff a few of your fries in his mouth. he lets out a small grumble while he chews and sends a little glare your way.

"lix, i appreciate the sentiment, but the last time you tried to set me up with one of your friends i ended up waiting for three hours. thank you, but no thank you." felix groans at the mention of the last time he tried to play cupid and throws his hands up exasperated, "listen, i'm sorry okay? i didn't know changbin would stand you up and you better believe that he got an earful afterwards. but i promise that chan will show up! i'll even go as far as to promise that you two will hit it off immediately, i just know it!" his voice got louder, and you delivered a small slap to the back of his head to snap him out of his worked up state.

rubbing his head, he sinks further into his seat, letting out a small sigh, "y/n, please. trust me just this one more time. if you two don't get along, i'll officially retire from finding you someone." eyeing him a bit you nod softly, holding out your pinky, "promise that you'll give it a rest if this doesn't work out?" he nods enthusiastically, excitement reflecting in his eyes, "promise. you won't regret it, y/n."

so here you were; waiting in front of the small café felix picked out for your blind date. you don't know what or who to expect; felix refusing to show you a picture of your date because he wanted you to have a falling-in-love-at-first-sight moment. your date was scheduled for 20 minutes ago, and you started to get antsy again. are all of felix' friends jerks that don't show up?

you were about to text felix to let him now that his attempt at setting you up had failed yet again when you saw someone running towards you from the corner of your eye. turning your head to look at him, you realised that he was already looking at you, slowing down a bit the closer he got to you. he stopped right in front of you, bending down and resting his hands in his knees to catch his breath.

"i'm sorry.....hah- give me, give me a second," he choked out, trying to catch his breath. you just stood there and observed him a bit, and you had to give it to felix, this guy was extremely handsome. you got a good look at him once he stood up straight again, an apologetic look on his face.

"i'm really sorry i'm late, i promised felix that i'd be on time, but i forgot my phone, so i had to go back and get it and-"he cuts his rambling off with a sigh and smiles at you, "sorry. i'm chan. it's nice to meet you."

looking up at him, you couldn't help but crack a smile, shaking his hand. "y/n. nice to meet you, chan." he seemed to visibly relax at the sight of the warm smile on your face. "shall we go in?" you gestured towards the door and chan sprung to action immediately, rushing to open it for you. you couldn't help the small giggle that you let out, the cheery smile on his face too cute to keep a straight face.

chan lets you pick out where to sit, waiting until you've sat down to speak up, "what would you like to have? i'll just go order for the both of us." you turn to look at the menu on the wall, thinking about it for a bit. "i'm not really sure yet, what are you going to get?" turning to look back at him you're met by a cute, thoughtful pout on chan's lips while he was still reading the menu. he hummed, "i was thinking about just getting a coffee, i'm not too sure about any of the cakes though. felix mentioned that you come here from time to time, so is there something you'd recommend?"

"well, the pies here are amazing. they only sell whole pies though, and they're quite big. felix and i usually share one, but i'm sure you could finish a whole one or take the leftovers home." chan seemed to think for a bit, a smirk suddenly spreading on his face. "or, we could share one," chan suggested, looking at you with raised eyebrows. you look up at him and nod, smiling a bit, "sounds good. i'll have a hot chocolate and that shared pie, then."

while chan went to the counter to place your guys' orders, you pulled out your phone only to be greeted by multiple messages from felix, ranging from a simple "how's it going?" to an over-confident "i knew you'd hit it off". sighing, you decide to ignore his messages, choosing to let the date go on for a bit longer before making any sort of judgment.

chan comes back to the table with both of your warm drinks and a pie. he sets the tray on the table and sits down across from you, placing the hot chocolate down in front of you. "there you go," he said warmly, the small smile on his face sweet. "how much was it? i'll pay you back, jus-" you cut yourself off when chan raised a warning finger at you, shaking his head.

"i made you wait for, like, half an hour, so the least i can do is pay for you. take it as an apology, if you will." you just looked at chan for a bit, a small smile creeping its way onto your face. "alright then, apology accepted."

as much as you'd like to tell felix that you've told him that setting you up with his friends won't work out and that he just isn't cupid, the longer you spent with chan sitting in the cosy cafe, the more you wanted to thank felix for introducing you two. you're surprised at how easy to talk to chan is and how quick you became comfortable around him. there was no uncomfortable silence between you two and no awkward questions or moments - it's like you're reconciling with an old friend rather than being set up with a complete stranger.

you were surprised to see that multiple hours had already passed when you took a glance at the clock at the wall, the conversation you had with chan making time fly by more than you anticipated. chan seemed to sense the surprise in your eyes and turned to look at the clock as well, a small chuckle leaving his lips when he turned back to face you.

"i'm sorry, time really flew by, huh?" you nodded with a warm smile on your face, the sudden realisation that you might've already taken a liking to chan making your ears burn up. "do you, uhm, want to stay a little longer or should we end it here? for today, i mean." you didn't miss the hopeful tone at the end of chan's sentence, a warm smile playing on your lips.

"we've been here for quite some time, so how about we just take a little walk? there's a park nearby, if you want," you decided that you didn't want to go home yet, enjoying chan's company a little too much to end the date now.

chan agreed and not long after the two of you were strolling through the park side by side, giggles and excited chattering filling the air between you two. you only noticed how close you were walking when you accidentally bumped into chan's arm, the warm smile he gave you when you muttered a small "sorry" making you feel warm inside.

you weren't really paying much attention to where you were going, eyes alternating between gazing at chan and staring at the ground in front of you to keep yourself from blushing. the surprised yelp you let out when chan tightly grabbed your hand to pull you into him would've been embarrassing if you weren't so startled by the guy that sped by on his bicycle, chan muttering some indecencies under his breath.

it might sound cliche and like something from a movie, but it felt like time stopped for the two of you. you stood there, chan's arm wrapped securely around you while you were pressed against his chest, staring up at him with big eyes. the warm, yellow beam of the street illuminated chan in a way that made you question your rationality; there's no way you're falling for someone you just met. no way.

both of you snapped out of it when chan cleared his throat, loosening the grip he had on you a bit without actually letting you go just yet. was his mind as mushy as yours right now?

"are you alright?" his voice was quiet and soft, and it made you grow shy under his gaze, a small "yeah, thank you." being the only thing you could muster right at that moment. it's confusing, connecting with someone this quickly and having your heart and mind play into the fantasy that maybe, felix was right. stories of love at first sight always seemed a little too good to be true, and it might be a bit too much to call it love at first sight, but you know that there's definitely something there.

you resumed your walk, a surprisingly comfortable silence spreading between you. chan was still holding your hand in his, and you couldn't help the giddy smile on your face. "it's getting late y/n, should i walk you home?" the nervous tone in his voice made you smile softly, "i'd like that, thank you." the happy smile that took over his features made. warmth bloom in your chest again, turning your head to face the floor again to hide your shy smile and pink cheeks.

maybe felix was right, maybe you and chan were a perfect match. you didn't know yet and only time could tell, though there are two things you knew: first, you really enjoyed chan's company. and second, felix might actually be a bit like cupid, just like he always claims.

[lstories]

Felix and Olivia: Early Night Snacks

(Safe, soft, vore, unwilling pred, willing prey, object vore, stuffing)

Word count: 3686

Olivia ran into the living room and jettisoned herself onto the queen sized mattress that Felix used as a couch. She grabbed a few blankets and wrapped herself up before grabbing the remotes and putting on a movie. She paused it while waiting for Felix to come into the living room, he was just bringing in the snacks they made together so why was it taking so long. She reached up and grabbed a few pillows and stuffed them into her makeshift human burrito so it would look bigger. She starred intently at the doorway for Felix to come threw, he eventually waddled out of the door with EVERY snack they made together for the past 2 hours, balanced neatly on his head, shoulders, arms, and in his hands was a large bowl of popcorn and some candy bars carefully stacked on top of it. Olivia just watched in awe and confusion as he slowly walked over to the table, his eyes darting from plate to platter to bowl and slowly shuffling his feet to not have anything fall off. He was just supposed to bring them in one by one while she started the movie but he had to make it complicated again. She watched as he slowly made his way to the table in the center of the room, carefully bending down to place the bowl on the table. He put everything neatly down and in a nice order, triumphantly standing up and letting out a small sigh before falling onto the 'couch'. "Uhhh Felix, could you get off please" Olivia said as her face was being pressed into the bed couch. Felix shuffled around for a bit, rolling over Olivia and onto the back of the couch. He immediately picked her up once he wasn't on her and started shyly apologising.

"Are you ok, I should of looked where I was going. Where did I hurt you" he was holding her in front of him, checking her entire face for any injuries.

"Hey- stop, I'm alright. It's not like you could hurt me either, remember. Your more like a weighted blanket when I'm not already covered" she slowly moved her legs like a mermaid's tail

"Your fine right and you- you don't..." Felix started to trail off, his eyes focused on what she had wrapped around herself. The blue speckles diffusing into the black of his eyes, evenly spreading out.

Olivia could see the look in his eyes... well, it was more like the loss of conscious sight. He could only see food at this point. She could hear his stomach growling as they cooked and she wanted him to have something to eat as well. "Like what you see" her mouth and nose were hidden underneath a part of the blanket and she had a devilish smile creeping over her face.

"Muhh. I-I want..." Felix slowly moved her feet closer to his mouth. His eyes were darting over her entire body, he questioned if he should eat her head first of feet first.

He set the bottom of his human burrito where Olivia's feet would be on his tounge. The click of the TV shutting off drew both of their attention, the blue speckles in Felix's eyes all joined together again. Olivia looked into her blankets and saw the remote squished against a pillow. Felix looked back to see himself almost about to eat Olivia, pulling her out just before he gulped her down. He was not going to eat her, she wanted to binge watch a movie series with him and he wasn't going to stop her from watching. He looked back at Olivia, his eyes slowly moving across her body as the speckles drifted apart again. Olivia thought he was going back to do it again. He shook his head to focus himself before laying down on the bed, squishing Olivia into his chest. "Sooo, you gunna start the movie, you do have the remotes right." Felix slowly said. Olivia huffed, she was just a little more angry than anything, forcing herself to move and grab the remote while she thought of a new plan. He was so hungry while they cooked, she could feel the rumbling of his stomach threw the floor let alone hear it. All he could eat was fabrics while he was surrounded by so much food, not a great thing when he's also an excellent chef. His eyes kept darting to the sweet potatos with a marshmallow blanket, and he cooked it in such a way that it looked like a tan flannel blanket.

Olivia started to worrie, he hadn't eaten at all since they got back from camping, he just stayed by her for the entire day, making sure everything was going right for her and that she wasn't getting hurt. She's never seen him not eat for this long and it was getting to her, if he could put aside everything to make her happy than she could for him. She kept brainstorming ideas to get him to eat but he had a vice grip on her and she needed to get him a meal. His stomach growled louder, she was pressed into Felix's chest so it was even louder than it would have been and she knew it was calling for her. She looked down past Felix's arms to his stomach, she had to find a way to be his meal. She wriggled around a bit trying to get free, eventually she got her arm free and reached for the snacks laid out on the table, keeping her arm just short enough to not reach. Felix could see her trying to reach out of the side of his eye. He loosened his grip and Olivia crawled out as soon as she could, leaving her cocoon of blankets behind. Olivia sat on the side of the bed unsure of what she was going to do. Felix grabbed her arm and stared at her with a worried look on his face, she instinctively grabbed a lemon dough ball and shoved it in her mouth. Felix pulled her closer so her back was against his stomach and the table was still in reach.

Olivia looked around at how to get out of this situation, all the blankets and pillows that were on the bed was in the ball he was holding. She knew he wasn't going to eat them beacuse she already used them the way they were intended to be used instead of for food. She leaned into his stomach and started watching the movie, deafeated as to how she would help him. His stomach growled, shaking her entire body like it knew what she was thinking. Olivia turned around towards his stomach gently massaging it with one hand then going back to looking around the room. "Dont worry, I'll get to ya soon" she whispered to herself. She heard purring from Felix and looked over to him, his face was still glued to the screen but his eyes were getting heavy. She started massaging his stomach with both her hands, gently pushing every sensitive muscle she remembered from the inside. His eyes started to fall heavy and he could barely keep them open to watch the movie as his purring drowned out all the noise from the movie. She stopped massaging his stomach for a bit, resting her tired arms on his side as his eyes started to become more active again. His stomach let out a loud growl, she looked over to see his face was a mixture of shame, guilt, and pain. The pieces were starting to fall into place as she figured out her plan.

She slowly slid down the side of his stomach, trying to grab something from under the bed with her feet. Her back left Felix's stomach for just a second before he reached down and grabbed her shoulder, a sad growl emitting from his chest as he pulled Olivia closer to him. Olivia tried again, hooking her foot around the thin handle on the basket and pulling it up towards her. 12 small seat cushions were placed along the basket, small cookie pattern's woven into them. She thought they were funny to be used as snacks for Felix. She brought the basket onto the couch, pulling out one of the pillows and snuggling under the blanket burrito and back into Felix's chest. She gently tapped his lip with corner of the thin pillow, prodding his lip open until he started moving. He rolled onto his back and pressed Olivia into his chest again before staring down at her.

"I thought you wanted to watch a movie, that's why we made all those snacks but it's like your not even paying attention" he looked down at her, slightly disappointed

"I do want to watch the movie but I'm worried about you, you haven't eaten all day any you've been really clinging lately so just, open up and eat" she kept trying to force the pillow into his mouth.

Felix reluctantly took the pillow from her hands, flipping her around and onto her back and shoving her up against his chin. He took the pillow and folded it in half, putting it on his tounge and swallowing. "There, you happy. I ate your snack pillow, now can we watch your movie"

She could feel him putting the pillow on his tongue and swallow, the small lump it made slowly moved along her spine and down her back. She could feel it stop somewhere beneath her knees as the pressure was released from her head. "very" she quietly mumbled. Felix sighed as he slightly turned his head to watch the movie, not too much later he felt a poking at his lip. Olivia folded another pillow and tried to put it in his mouth, but she wasn't able to see where she was putting it so she was just shoving it into random parts of his face. "Whyyyyyy- Mhph" Felix groaned as another pillow was shoved into his mouth. "Just let me feed youuuu" Olivia whined, she was to worried about if he was eating that she didn't care about the movie. The feeling of the pillow moving under her again was satisfying, she was finally helping him with his problem and knowing he was going to feel better made her feel better. She was finally happy that he wasn't going to starve himself on accident, and then she felt the bottom of her knees move as she realized that he had already digested the pillows.

She started feeding Felix the pillows again. He eventually stopped fighting it and accepted that Olivia wanted to feed him more than watch the movie she picked out. She kept putting them in his mouth one by one until all of them were in his stomach. She could feel them slightly moving under her legs as they slowly collapsed down and were digested in just a minute. Felix's stomach growled again and Olivia realized that she was going to need thicker and bigger pillows and blankets if she was going to attempt the next part of her plan. She wriggled back out of his grip, moving off the bed and kneeling onto the floor. Felix immediately learned over and placed a hand on Olivia's back, checking her surroundings as his breathing started to quicken. Olivia grabbed some of the extra pillows she had stored just in case she had friends coming over and some pillows or blankets were missing. She grabbed as many pillows as she could and dragged them to the front as Felix pulled her out by the waist. At the last second she grappled onto a curtain and used it to pull out most of the smaller pillows and blankets. She was spun around once she was fully out from under the bed so Felix could see ever part of her body as his eyes darted over her, his hands were shaking as they checked her for injuries. He was truly terrified that something might happen to her.

Felix let out a sigh as he found nothing over her torso, his face slowly shifted to anger as he lifted her up and set her back onto his stomach. He held her arms to her sides and forced her back into his chest. She struggled a bit, slightly gigging as she tried to get away from his grip, her small grin faded as her eyes met his. His face was dead serious while they stared at each other, his hands slightly moved around her but she didn't fight back. No matter what position she was in she always felt comfortable laying on Felix, he started to grow a devilish smile as he moved his hands. Felix wasn't able to hurt her or make her uncomfortable in any way, except for- Olivia's eyes widened as she tried to fight her way out of Felix's grip. He lightly pushed his thumbs into her sides and Olivia started to laugh. She flailed her legs and begged Felix to stop, it didn't take much to tickle her but it was fun for Felix every time. "Fe- s-s-stop, stOP! I can't breathe! Please- stop, Felix! FELIX STOP!" She shouted over fits of laughter. Felix moved his thumbs out of the way and squished her as deep as he could. Olivia still chuckled at the residing feeling, her entire body was being crushed by Felix. It felt nice, like she was perpetually in his throat, she could feel his heartbeat just as strong too. While it felt nice she couldn't wait for the actual feeling of moving down with this pressure.

She stayed there for a while, his soft foam heartbeat and the very muffled sound of the movie keeping her awake. Eventually she wriggled out of Felix's grip again, he groaned as she moved away from him. "If you won't eat and you won't watch the movie then can't you just sleep and be safe near me"

Felix pushed her face back into his stomach when she sat up. "I want to watch the movie with you, and we both know it's safe in your stomach. I mean, I could watch the movie on my phone while you watch it on the TV" she pushed his arms to his sides, laying back down onto his chest.

"But it's not safe in my stomach, I- I can't let you get hurt again" Felix put his hand to her cheek, she immediately started nuzzling into his palm and resting into his chest.

"It was a small, non venomous snake that crawled into our tent and bit me on the leg. It didn't even leave a bruise, and you couldn't of stoped it beacuse you were coughing up moths, and like I keep telling you I saw it crawl out of your mouth when you went to sleep beacuse I couldn't sleep on the air mattress. Plus, we're in our house, there is nothing here that can hurt us unless we let it in. Now, you've been protecting me for the past five days from nothing and haven't eaten anything so, if you want to protect me, then eat" Olivia reached down and grabbed a pillow, trying to stuff it into Felix's mouth.

"We spent hours making food, if I'm eating your going to as- mmph" Olivia shoved it in his mouth while he was talking. He forced himself not to swallow, so Olivia kept pushing and shoving until the entire pillow was in his mouth.

Olivia sighed as she turned and picked up a small finger sandwich. Felix swallowed the pillow, it was bigger than the whole basket of snack pillows and it jostled Olivia as it passed under her. She grabbed a bigger blanket and put it in Felix's mouth, he went back to watching the movie out of the side of his eye eventually becoming oblivious to Olivia's actions. Olivia kept feeding him more and more, occasionally grabbing a snack for herself from the table but she always had some part of her touching Felix. His eyes grew heavy as his stomach slowly ballooned in size and filled with blankets, pillows, and full couch cushions. Olivia eventually ran out of stuff to feed Felix and turned to look at her work. She slightly moved towards his stomach, hands pressing in on his sides. She slowly started to rub at his stomach, each press filling Felix with delight. He rubbed one part Olivia wasn't getting with his own hand, using the other hand to press Olivia's full body into his stomach.

She could feel the moving of the pillows being digested and fall when too much fabric was taken away. Even though his stomach was taller than her, she could still hear a faint growl somewhere. She slowly slid herself from his hand and pressed her hand to his, guiding where he should rub. Eventually he was rubbing his stomach by himself as Olivia got off his chest and onto the ground. Felix didn't try to grab her this time, too entranced at the feeling of his stomach to notice. His purring was so loud she thought the neighbors might check on her. She walked into her room and put on more layers of clothing. More pj's, zipperless jacket's, and just anything that didn't have big pieces of plastic or metal, which was most of her wardrobe. She walked back into the living room looking like she was ready for a blizzard tho Felix wasn't able to see it. She slipped her gloved hands into Felix's mouth and he immediately started gulping her down like she was another pillow. She slid down his throat, keeping as still as possible to not let him realize what he was doing. Her hands reached his stomach, she could immediately feel the tendrils ripping at her gloves and what she could only describe as massaging her hands as they tried to tear away at her like she was stuffing, unable to do more than lightly press in at her skin. Slowly she fully entered his stomach, the fluff and fabric of the pillows and blankets fully surrounded her and like the last time Felix was this full, she created a pocket of air she sat in, propping it up with her layers of clothing. She unlocked her phone and connected it to the TV and allowed the two way camera. She saw Felix still laying on the couch rubbing his stomach, she slowly moved her arms threw the fabric and stuffing to the edge of his stomach. The grey tendrils started to rub her hands, slowly moving up her arms and eating away at her sleeves. She pressed at his stomach and looked threw the camera to see the tiny bump her hand made, Felix groaned as she slowly traced her hand in his stomach and spelled out FaO.

She pulled her hand back and paused the movie. "Heeyyy Feeeliiix, look over heeerrre" Felix slowly opened his eyes and looked around and started to freak out when he didn't see Olivia. His breathing quickened as he propped himself up and looked around the room. "Up here"

Felix looked up and saw a small video feed of Olivia in the corner of the TV. "Olivia, where are you? Your freaking me out" Felix slowly rubbed the top of his stomach.

"Does your stomach feel like the weight of pillows and blankets?" Her smile slowly morphed as she curled up a little tighter. Felix stood up- or he tried to anyway, his stomach forced him back down to the couch.

He slid his hands under his stomach as he propped himself back up, carrying the heavy weight in his hands. "Olivia? How did you... are you ok? Is the snake still in there? Tell me what's going on"

Olivia was jostled around for a minute, trying to get used to the new gravity. "Hey look up here, there's nothing in here but fluff. Also like I said, on the very slight chance that I was mistaken and didn't see the snake it wouldn't have survived being vacuum sealed" Felix sat back down and watched Olivia threw the TV as she showed him the little pocket of fluff she made in his stomach.

"So you're safe and I don't need to let you out? I'm sorry for not letting you check sooner, but I can't let you be in any danger, even if it might not be real. AND NEVER SCARE ME LIKE THAT AGAIN I ALMOST HAD A HEART ATTACK!" Felix started hitting the sides of his stomach. Olivia was slightly getting jostled by the light punches, it felt like a massage gun on her her arms. Felix's punches slowed until he was tightly hugging his gut and lightly rubbing it. "I can't be mad at you for more than a minute"

Felix layed back down on the bed and looked to the camera on the TV "sooo, you gunna start the movie?" Olivia slightly laughed at the comment, moving to a more comfortable position. She started the movie and her and Felix watched the entire series together, Felix had to swallow a few battery packs to keep her phone charged. Felix had digested everything besides Olivia before the 3rd movie even started. Once it got late Felix ate the whole fabric cacoon before walking up the stairs to their bedroom. Olivia had already fallen asleep during the final movie, making some cute remark that Felix couldn't remember. He layed down, letting Olivia get comfortable in her sleep before he slightly shifted the blankets over his stomach. "Goodnight my tiny caretaker" and with that comment he drifted off to sleep, letting Olivia shift in his stomach which ever way she wanted.

[thanxxskz]

I just saw your post about requests and I was wondering if you could write an enemies to lovers fic, angst with a happy ending for Minho?

hi! i don't usually write angst because i suck at it hsshs but i hope i did well and that it was what you expected and you like it! sorry for the wait too.

misunderstanding - l.mh

minho and you had been enemies since you met in high school, it kept going till you graduated and continued in university, because that was your luck, he seemed to follow you everywhere.

you didn't even remember why or how this enemy thing started. at one point, you were ready to end it, but minho was an asshole - to you - and then you decided that if he wanted war, he would have it. you were no damn coward.

on the other hand, minho hated you - or strongly disliked you - and every time you asked him why, he would roll his eyes and say "tsk, as if you don't remember" but you really didn't.

one day, you were in the cafe near your university. you had a free hour, so you and your best friend, sook, went there. your morning hadn't been the best, so you were kinda in a bad mood.

"cheer up, y/n, the day will get better"

you looked at her "it definitely won't" you said, as you saw minho entering the cafe. he went to the counter and ordered and you were praying to whoever was up there that he didn't look at you.

you sighed when he looked at you and smirked.

"oh, y/n, whatcha doing here?"

"please leave me alone, minho, today's not a good day"

"as if" he snorted and left.

your friend looked at you, and you couldn't believe that, for once, he left you alone. yeah, he laughed at you but he left.

---

it was the afternoon, you were still at your university because you had homework left and a few projects that you wanted to finish.

the door opened and when you looked up, you saw minho. you rolled your eyes and kept working on everything. he sat in the table in front of you, you could see his back.

again, you found yourself thinking of what did you ever do to him for him to treat you like this. before he got mad at you and started being an ass, you were friends. not the best friends kinda friends, but you were on good terms. it happened so long ago, but it still bothered you.

"can i know what did i ever do to you?" you said "i can't stop thinking about what you said, and the more i think, more confused i am"

minho turned to you "are you being serious right now? you don't really remember what you did? wow"

you shook your head "we were on good terms, and you were nice to me, why would i ever not treat you well?"

he looked at the wall "remember when rumors spread that i was going to confess to you before the end of second year?" you nodded "they were true, i was going to confess. i even told your best friend of the time, areum, so she could help me. but then, later that day, i passed by the bathrooms and hear her speak with other girls, without you. the conversation was about me and you, apparently she had told you that i was going to confess and your reaction wasn't the best-"

"that's why you make my life hell sometimes?!"

"let me finish. your reaction wasn't the best and you supposedly said that you were my friend out of pity and that it was disgusting that someone like me even thought that had any chance with you. i didn't want to believe it, but days later, you started to avoid me"

you looked at him, without saying a word. you got up from your seat "you know, i know you were stupid, but not to this extent. back then, i thought you knew me, but i just realised you didn't. at all. don't talk to me, pretend i don't exist. if you still are in contact with areum, i'd recommend to ask her about this"

you left, leaving with a loud bang.

"fuck her, fuck him, and fuck everyone"

---

minho didn't want to talk to areum about this. is not like he was still in contact with her, but there was a little friendship between the both of them. minho finally decided to call her.

"yes, minho? it's weird for you to call" she said

"hm... i wanted to ask you about y/n. i had a small argument with her today, about our past and-"

"lee minho! for how long are you going to be like this? this happened ages ago. she was a bitch to you. yes, you didn't find out in the best way, but you needed to know. i've been here since then, when are you gonna acknowledge me?"

she hung up. minho thought her reaction was weird, but well, she had always been like this.

---

for the next days, you ignored minho. if he waved at you, if he approached you, if he even sat near you... after his little confesion, you were beyond mad.

you told sook what happened, and even her thought that everything was messed up. you had cut ties with areum in your third year of high-school. she started spreading rumors about you, and you ended the friendship. but you didn't know or even think that she could have said something to minho.

truth is, when minho told you he was going to confess back then, your heart skipped a bit. areum never told you anything about it, and you didn't understand why she would say such things or even talk about them with other girls. and casualty, minho was passing by. there was no other option: she knew minho was passing by at the time.

as mad as you were, you wanted to clear up things with minho. your university life had been hell just because he decided to be stupid.

"doesn't matter how the conversation ends, it's the best you can do, y/n" sook told you

you didn't have minho's number, so you left a note in his locker, to meet you in one of the classes. of course, you didn't say in the note that it was you because you knew he wouldn't come then.

at five o'clock, you were waiting in the class. you decided to hide behind the open door. when minho entered, he saw no one. you then closed the door "sit there, we're gonna talk. i don't care if you don't, you'll hear me anyways" you locked the door and kept the key in your pockets.

he looked at you "i never knew that you were going to confess. never. i don't care what that areum bitch said. she must've know back then that you were passing by the bathrooms. i wasn't avoiding you, i actually went through something but it wasn't my intention to avoid you, sorry about that" you said all at once "you could've talk to me about it, stupid boy"

you were about to pick up your things and leave, but he held your wrist "i should be the one saying sorry. yesterday i called areum and she had a really weird reaction. that made me think that maybe you didn't know anything and she just played with my feeling as she pleased. i understand that you don't want to talk to me again, i just wanted to apologise"

you nodded at him "not everything's lost... maybe we can go step by step, if you want"

you left him in the classroom, thinking how he'd be able to repair the damages in your old friendship. he still liked you, and he really wanted you back.

---

minho made his mission to be friends, at least. you found him waiting for you in front of your classes, inviting you for lunch and even introducing his close friends to you.

"...so this is chan hyung, then there's changbin, hyunjin, jisung, felix, seungmin and our dear youngest, jeongin"

"nice to meet you all, i'm y/n, old friend of-"

"we know, we know" jisung said "he hasn't stopped talking about you since your small reconciliation, we know even your favourite color"

you blushed and looked at minho, who was sending glares to his friend while the rest laughed

"i have to get to know ya, then? it's only fair" you smiled

after a while, you knew what their majors were. chan, changbin and jisung were majoring in music production; felix and hyunjin were majoring in dancing, just like you and minho, but were a grade below you and minho. you remember seeing them. seungmin was majoring in veterinary medicine and jeongin in early childhood education; you all had lots of topics to talk about.

---

a few months passed, and your relationship with minho was only growing stronger. he had stopped being stupid and whatever happened in the past, you both decided to keep it there.

"do you wanna come over to my house?" he asked "we can order delivery, my treat, and watch a movie. you can also meet my cats"

he was fiddling with the ends of his shirt, so you knew he was nervous.

"is it a date?"

he looked at you "n-no. i mean, y-yes? if you want it to be?"

you laughed and held his hand, something you both liked to do even if you were just friends "i'd love that"

a few hours later, you were at his house, he told you to sit in the sofa, where his cats were. you ended up sitting on the floor not to bother his cats.

"what are you doing there?" he said

"i didn't want to bother them. they're sleeping so peacefully..." you said, smiling while looking at them.

minho swears in that moment his heart did a backflip and he stopped breathing for a second. he couldn't stop smiling at you.

"let's order?" he asked, and you nodded.

half an hour later, the food arrived and you decided to play a movie. you ended up watching one that minho chose. in the middle of the movie, you started to feel sleepy, so you put your head on his shoulder. feeling brave, he put your hair behind your ear and held your hand.

"are you tired? i can turn off the movie"

"hm. let's cuddle, i want to cuddle with you"

he wasn't someone that liked hugs, but hugging with you was something that he had been waiting for a long time to do.

after a while, he decided to speak, but you were first.

"i like you, minho. and i don't know if you like me back or not. but these past few months we've been doing this small acts, holding hands, cuddling, meeting up without the rest... i like being like this, cuddling with you and enjoy being like this. i really like you, no empty feelings"

minho stayed quiet and he felt like he was about to cry "i like you to, y/n, always have always will"

he put his hand on your cheek, and tilted his head so he could kiss you.

you felt something explode inside of you, it felt like you reached infinite happiness. you kissed him back, obviously, and started fidgeting with his hair.

"you're mine, and i'm yours"

you smiled "of course, baby"

---

[particularemu]

That Special Kind of Love | A Bang Chan Scenario

Word Count: 1161

Type: Fluff

Prompt: 9 (You’re soft and warm and I don’t want you to move.) and 15 (She’s/he’s not my boyfriend!)

Author’s Note: Tbh, I don’t remember which prompt list this was from, it’s been in my WIPS for so long lmao. 

Thank you for requesting, love 💖

@channiesmixtape​ I’m tagging you because it’s Channie :3 

It’s official. 

You were going to die. 

As soon as you walked through the front door, your mother was going to stab you thirty-seven times in the chest, bury you in the backyard, and dance on your grave. This was the third phone you’ve broken in the past month, but this time it wasn’t your fault! 

An hour ago you were at Felix’s house, playing video games and kicking his ass at Overwatch. You asked the boy to HAND you your phone, which was placed across the room. Felix threw the phone in your direction, and with your horrible hand-eye coordination, you managed to let it slip through your fingertips, sending the device crashing to the hard tile floor. The screen was permanently black, shattered, and now you’d have to explain to your mother that it somehow wasn’t your fault. 

You mentally cursed Lee Felix as you trudged up your best friend’s driveway, letting yourself in immediately. Chan’s mother waved at you with a smile, as you headed to his room, mood completely ruined as you trudged up the stairs. You barged through the door, surprising the brunette as he chuckled. 

“Yeah sure, come in.” Chan laughed when you collapsed onto the bed next to him, instantly curling up into his side. Chan’s arm instinctively wrapped around your shoulders, pulling you closer to his body. “Bad day?”

You sighed dramatically and slung your leg over his hips, hugging him the same way a koala would cling to a tree in a windstorm. “I don’t know what to do Chan.” 

Yeah, you were probably making a big deal out of nothing, but here you were, a young college kid trying to make your parents proud, but only managing to disappoint them one way or another. This broken phone? Yet another reminder that you weren’t the perfect kid they always dreamed of. Your best friend was your only solace in those trying times. 

Chan’s arm tightened around your waist, pulling you closer if that was even possible. “What happened sweetheart?”

Ah, there was that nickname — one you were all too familiar with. Chan started calling you sweetheart when you were about thirteen years old. At the time, you found the nickname endearing. Now? Now the simple name sent your heart into overdrive. You knew he didn’t mean anything by it, but you secretly hoped one day you and him would turn into one of those cheesy ‘childhood friends to lovers’ movies. 

“I fucked up.” You nuzzled closer, pressing your nose into his neck. God, he smelled so good, despite being a messy college kid at home for spring break who probably hasn’t showered today. “I fucked up so bad.” 

Yeah, you fucked up. You were in love with your childhood friend, and you couldn’t even do anything about it. There was no way in hell you could ever chance ruining your friendship with the boy. You knew the boy would still want to be friends no matter what, but you couldn’t help but wonder...

What if?

What if all that changed as soon as your confession left your lips? What if you ended up deciding that being around him was too painful? What if he thought being friends with you would be awkward after you confessed? There were so many ‘what ifs’ in play, and you couldn’t bring yourself to tell the boy how you actually felt. 

“How did you mess up, love?” Chen rested his chin on your head, fingers running through your hair as your thumbs ran across his shoulders. 

Now that’s just unfair… 

Chan had never called you that before. Your heart panged in your chest as you replied, “I broke my phone.” 

Chan couldn’t help but throw his head back against the pillows and laugh. “That’s it? You’re this upset over a broken phone?” His boyish giggles echoed in the room as he teased you. “I thought you did something really bad.” 

“I did!” You smacked his shoulder. “You have no idea how mad my mom is going to be.” You sighed. “She’ll kill me.” 

“She won’t kill you.” Chan chuckled. “How did you crack it?”

You sighed. “Felix decided to yeet it across the room to me.” 

Chan couldn’t help but laugh at your choice of words. “He yeeted it huh?” 

“Quit making fun of me.” You groaned. “You’re going to be sorry when I’m dead.” 

“She won’t be that mad sweetheart.” Chan squeezed your shoulder while his other hand rested on your outer thigh. “It’s not like you did anything. Just blame Felix.” 

You couldn’t stop the dramatic sigh that slipped past your lips. “Just because your mom is an angel doesn’t mean mine is too.”

Chan’s mom was an absolute sweetheart. You wished your mom was half as nice as her. The woman constantly took care of you when your parents were away, allowing you and Chan to watch fun movies and play games all night so you wouldn’t feel lonely. 

“Okay baby girl, let’s watch a movie.” Chan tried to sit up, but you tightened your grip around his shoulders, forcing him to fall back down into your embrace. 

You pouted like a three-year-old child, ready to throw a fit any second. “No.” 

“I just need to put a movie into the DVD player you brat.” Chan chuckled, trying to remove himself from your iron grip. 

You merely squeezed him tighter. “You’re soft and warm and I don’t want you to move.”

Chan’s mother chose that exact moment to walk by his room. “Oh my goodness!” She beamed, pulling out her phone and snapping a picture. “I was wondering when you two were going to get together. We have to celebrate!” 

You immediately sat up and pushed Chan away from you, making the boy burst out in laughter at his mother’s words. “He’s not my boyfriend!” You exclaimed, making a disgusted face to hide the fact that you were in love with the boy next to you. 

“Oh, I’m sorry. I must be mistaken.” She wiggled her eyebrows and left, leaving you and Chan in a mess of giggles. 

“She set that up.” Chan held his sides as he laughed. “She SO set that up.” 

You snorted. “We’re not dating though.” 

Chan’s laughter died down as he looked at you. “We’ve practically been dating for years baby girl.” 

“Not really.” Your brows creased. “You’ve never had the balls to ask me out.” 

Suddenly his lips were on yours — the soft, gentle kiss taking you off guard. The kiss was quick and sweet. As soon as he pulled away you longed for more. “Well, this is me asking you out.” 

Your cheeks flushed a bright shade of crimson as you realized that the boy you’ve loved your entire life just asked you to be his girlfriend — and just kissed you. You just kissed the boy of your dreams. “Can we do that again?” 

Chan chuckled and pulled you closer. “I’ll kiss you anytime you want.”