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[lia-linny]

Your #1 Stayville High Gossip Blog!

Hey stay's! Have you ever wondered what really goes on behind the closed locker doors and in the quiet corners of our school? Trust me, no secret stays hidden here for long and I'm here to make sure you don't miss a thing.

From secret flirtations to the biggest love dramas, from unexpected couples to epic breakups, the crush Chronicles knows it all. Maybe even more than you'd like. Who was seen holding hands in the library yesterday? Whose "best friendship" is getting suspiciously romantic? And which party ended with a surprise kiss? Don't worry, I've already figured it out.

This blog also puts a special focus on our ever-popular group of friends consisting of Bang chan, Lee Minho, Seo Changbin, Hwang Hyunjin, Han Jisung, Lee Felix, Kim Seungmin and Yang Jeongin. What do you think the love lives of the school's most popular boys are like? Find out.

So watch out stay's, it's getting hot here. And remember: if you think nobody sees you... I sure do. Stay tuned and maybe you'll end up on my page soon.

Chrush Chronicles Archiv:

-Latest tea from Stayville High

1. The Art of Love: anonymous notes in the Art Room?

My first post and we're already starting off with a hot story! Okay, gossip lovers, this one’s straight out of a romance movie. Turns out our mysterious anonymous letter exchange in the art room wasn’t just some artsy school project it was a secret love story in the making.

Our now art couple of the school. Loverboy Hyunjin and his artist girly yn have been pouring their souls onto paper, sharing poetry, philosophy, and their deepest fears… all without knowing each other’s identities. And let’s just say, it all ended in a stolen kiss between paint-stained hands and unfinished canvases. Who knew love could be written in ink before it was spoken out loud? Stay tuned this masterpiece of a love story is just getting started.

2. The School’s Top Student and Her Secret Admirer?

Rumor has it, straight-A student Yn has a secret admirer and he’s a lot closer than she thinks. She has been getting anonymous coffee and notes in the library of none other than Seungmin, the school’s quietest overachiever. all without saying a word.

But the silence didn’t last forever. One late-night study session turned into whispered conversations, quiet glances, and maybe even something more. Now, sources say Yn has started looking forward to seeing him just as much as those caffeine boosts.

Is this just an academic alliance, or are we witnessing the start of the school’s sweetest slow-burn romance?

3. High School Gossip Exclusive: Yn & Changbin -just pretend?

Innocent Yn and popular Changbin just pulled the ultimate plot twist, fake dating! to keep their nosy friends off their backs. Easy, right? Wrong. Changbin goes full boyfriend mode hugs, pet names, even a kiss at a party to keep up the act. That kiss? Their feelings for eachother?

Maybe not so fake after all. Tension rises, feelings blur. What’s next? Real love or real heartbreak?

4. Spotted: The Queen and the Music Geek?!

Hold onto your pom-poms, gossip lovers, because this is the plot twist of the year! Our beloved cheer captain, Yn, has been caught sneaking around with none other than Jisung the school’s resident music nerd.

It all started when she mysteriously showed up at his band’s underground gig, and let’s just say… sparks flew. Rumor has it she’s been pulling double duty leading pep rallies by day and jamming in his studio by night.

But here’s the real tea: a certain viral video of them performing together has the whole school talking. Some say it’s just a rebellious phase, others swear there’s something real going on.

Will Yn choose the world she’s always known, or is she ready to rewrite the rules for love? One thing’s for sure this story is far from over.

5. Wait did Minho just confess without saying a word

Photography girl Yn spent years trying to get mystery boy Minho in front of her camera only for him to always say, “Maybe another time.” But when he finally agreed, she realized no photo could capture the way he looked at her.

For her final project, she didn’t pick a posed shot she chose a candid one, where Minho was just himself. And when he saw it? No big speech, no drama just him taking her hand. Some love stories don’t need words or pictures. They’re just feel it. This is NOT a drill. Minho’s been in his soft boy era all along.

6. A Love Bet Gone Wrong?

Okay besties, you won’t BELIEVE this. Rumor has it that Bang Chan, our school’s golden boy, made a bet that he could make rebel skater Yn fall for him. Classic, right?

But here’s the twist, somewhere between late-night rooftop talks and stolen glances at the skatepark, he actually caught feelings. Too bad Yn found out about the bet before he could come clean.

Ouch. Now she’s iced him out completely, and Chan? He’s out here wiping out at the skatepark just to prove he’s serious. Desperate or romantic? You decide.

7. #CoupleGoals or Just Content? The Internet’s Favorite Duo Caught in the Feels!

What happens when a viral trend turns into something way more complicated? Felix and Yn, the school’s accidental power couple, started off as social media experiment, cute couple posts, flirty challenges, and a skyrocketing follower count.

But lately, things have been looking a little too real. From the way Felix watches Yn when he thinks no one’s looking to the subtle inside jokes in their captions, fans are convinced there’s more going on behind the screen. So, are they still playing the game, or has someone actually caught feelings? One thing’s for sure this is one love story the internet will be watching.

8. News!! The School’s rising star Student and the Maknae?

Rumor has it that top-of-the-class Yn and our favorite too-cool-for-school Jeongin have been spending a lot of time together and we’re not just talking about tutoring sessions. Late-night dates, cozy library hangouts, and a certain field of flowers photoshoot? Yeah, we saw the Instagram post.

Word on the street is that Jeongin’s grades aren’t the only thing improving his love life might be getting a serious upgrade, too. Let’s just say we wouldn’t be surprised if this tutor-student duo becomes the school’s hottest new couple. Stay tuned, gossip lovers this story’s just getting started.

Author's note: the order of the uploads is not chronological... sorry. It's all really mixed up... But here they are in the correct order from oldest to newest. I'm gonna update from time to time.

[thekendallkathryn]

i'm gonna smoke you up ❤️‍🔥🔥

(or: I was planning to keep going through txt.... but then the ate concept photos dropped and said WELL THINK AGAIN. and well. they just poked my favorite-things-to-draw weak spots with smoke + lino so what could I have done really)

[sheerfreesia007]

Love Touched

Pairing: Jeongin x Reader

Word count: 2,254

Content warnings: Soft smut, MDNI, Fluff, insecurities

Summary: Jeongin wasn’t known for liking skinship and he’s always wondered if that bothers you since you’re dating him. One night at a party he gets his answer and decides to show you how grateful he is for you.

A/N: Divider was created by @enchanthings-a, thank you for sharing your dividers with tumblr!

The party is loud and chaotic as soon as the two of you walk into the large suite, Jeongin guides you into the suite with a steady hand resting on your lower back and you smile up at him over your shoulder. He had been invited to the party by Chaeryeong last week and had asked her if it would be alright to bring you as his date, which had earned him some well intentioned teasing from the woman which he had taken in stride but she had agreed that it would great to have you come as well. He had hoped to spend some time with you at the party just dancing and enjoying being with each other which he is excited to do. He grins down at you before hearing Changbin call out both of your names, turning his head to his hyung he feels your eyes following his movement before you turn to look at Changbin with a bright smile on your face.

”You guys were able to make it!” Changbin cried out as he walked over with Chaeryeong who was rolling her eyes at him scolding him for trying to be the host when that was her job. Jeongin watches as Chaeryeong excitedly embraces you in a tight hug before a loud squeal fills the air and soon the rest of the members of Itzy are embracing you in a welcoming hug. Lia turns to Jeongin with a soft smile and hopeful eyes as she wraps an arm around your shoulders.

“Innie, you don’t mind if we steal your girl for a little bit do you?” she asks sweetly and the rest of the girls all look at him hopefully. You frown softly from next to Lia and you begin to open your mouth to say something about it but Jeongin smiles widely at the girls before shaking his head.

“Of course not. As long as you bring her back to me later.” he says teasingly and your eyes connect with his worriedly but he smiles at you softly and shyly. “If you get bored you can always come find me.” he tells you and you smile brightly at him before reaching out and grabbing his hand gently and squeezing it quickly.

“As if she’d get bored of us.” Yuna gripes out and you laugh happily at your friends.

“You’d be surprised.” you tease her and Changbin bursts out laughing along with Jeongin as the girls pull you away from them arguing that you could never get bored of them and that it wasn’t allowed. Jeongin silently watches as you walk further into the party before Changbin nudges him gently with his shoulder.

“She’ll be fine with the girls. C’mon let’s go over to the boys. I think Seungmin is getting on Chan’s nerves and he’s about to blow up on our pup.” Changbin says knowingly and Jeongin grins while nodding his head at his hyung before darting his eyes in the direction that you had disappeared. He knew that his desire for spending time with you would have to wait, which was disappointing but he couldn’t monopolize your time. It had been a busy week this past week and he hadn’t been able to get his fill of you on his off hours but he knew he would have you for the rest of tonight even if you didn’t get a lot of time together at the party. But he figured he would be able to get more time with you later on, he was happy to give you time with your girlfriends if that meant you would wind up at his side later and he would be able to get at least one dance with you.

As he and Changbin moved through the party Jeongin started to notice a bunch of different couples wrapped up in each other and he wondered if you noticed them too while here. He knew that it had been a shock to you when you first started dating that he wasn’t a big fan of skinship and didn’t cuddle with you a lot of the time. But after dating you for almost a whole year he liked to think that he had softened up to you and enjoying being close to you when you were together and you hadn’t ever rushed or pressured him for more than what he was willing to give you which made him love you all the more and was grateful for your patience with him. As his eyes stayed glued to a couple where the guy had an arm wrapped low around his girlfriend’s waist and was pressing kisses into the skin of her neck lazily, Jeongin wondered if he’d ever be comfortable to do something like that out in public with you.

Just as he was silently slipping further into his head someone grabbed his arm causing him to frown softly at the person before turning his head to see Seungmin staring at him with wide eyes. Jeongin darted his eyes behind his best friend and saw Chan scowling at the younger man.

“You have to help me. Channie hyung is being unreasonable.” Seungmin pleaded and Jeongin chuckled at his best friend before nodding his head at him.

It’s an hour later and Jeongin looks around the party with a slight frown on his face, you hadn’t come to find him at all since you both arrived at the party and he was starting to feel upset by that fact. The boys are still hanging out together but Jeongin only wants to be with you right now. So standing from his seat on the couch next to Hyunjin, who whines softly at the disruption, he starts looking around the party to see if he could find you.

“Uh-oh, it looks like the Maknae wants to be with his girl now.” Felix teases softly and Jeongin scoffs at him as Jisung cries out loudly in an offended tone.

“Are we not good enough for you?!” he calls out and Jeongin looks at him with a disgusted look on his face.

“Of course you’re not.” Jeongin snips out, making the boys all laugh loudly as Jisung pouts at him. “I’ll be back.” he says over his shoulder before he starts walking through the party looking for you.It takes him a little bit of time to find you but he finally does in a corner of the suite with the members of Itzy. He’s standing behind the couch that you’re sitting on with Yuna and Chaeryeong chatting when he overhears Chaeryeong’s question to you.

“So is it hard to be dating someone who doesn’t like skinship as much as you?” Chaeryeong asks and Jeongin freezes as dread fills his stomach. He knows he shouldn’t be eavesdropping but there’s a curiosity deep within him that wants to know if you regret dating him because of this issue. He watches silently as you look over at Chaeryeong with a pensive look on your face for a brief moment before you tilt your head to the side and open your mouth to answer her.

“At first it was difficult because I’m used to having a decent amount of skinship between me and others. And when I started dating Innie he didn’t like it so that was hard.” you admit as your eyebrows furrow slightly and Jeongin feels a pit form in his stomach. He didn’t want to be difficult to date and would be devastated if you ever decided to break up with him over it, as a feeling of sorrow began to wash over him you surprised him and caught his attention by speaking up again. “But I love him and I’m willing to wait for however long it takes him to grow comfortable enough with me to like skinship. And since we’ve started dating he has grown more comfortable with me and does like cuddling when we’re together. It’s not very often but it does happen and I like to think that’s what makes it more special for me. It’s showing me that he cares for me more and more each time he does ask for hugs and cuddles.” you tell them and Jeongin feels the pit suddenly dissolve in his stomach and his heart thuds rapidly in his chest while his whole body melts at your confession. “He loves me in his own way and shows me that in other ways than touching.” you say with a soft adoring smile on your face. “I miss him. I’m going to go find him.” you tell the girls and suddenly stand from the couch as they whine and groan about you leaving them. You scoff softly at them with a soft smirk on your face. “I need to go find my boyfriend and give him a kiss.” you tell them dismissively before turning to walk past the couch. When you look up your eyes widen as they spot him and Jeongin steps forward grabbing onto your hand and dragging you away from your friends.

The two of you are silent as he weaves in and out of the crowd of people until he finds a small bathroom far from the middle of the suite. He pulls you in and closes the door behind you before he’s pressing you against it and crowding you in his arms. He grinds his hips up against yours as your back is pressed up against the door and you moan softly at his actions. His lips capture yours in a hot messy kiss that’s all hot wet tongue and teeth that nip at your pretty lips. Jeongin feels absolutely feral for you after your confession to the girls, he feels the all consuming need to show you that he loves you just as much as you love him and that he’s grateful for you and your patience with him.

Suddenly your leg shifts and your thigh grazes his crotch causing Jeongin to let out a wild cry against your mouth. One of his hands slides down the bathroom door where he had been pressing his hand into the wood to cage you in before hooking underneath your knee and hiking your leg up over his hip. With the new position he’s able to slot his body between your open thighs and you whimper into his mouth when you feel how hard he’s gotten for you. Your cute little skirt falls up towards your hips and Jeongin pulls away from your mouth to look down at your underwear and groans loudly as he sees that you’re wearing his favorite lacy soft green pair with all the lace flowers on it.

Consumed with his desire for you Jeongin quickly undoes his jeans just enough to slip himself out of them. The sigh of himself laying bare against your lace underwear nearly makes him cum but he manages to calm himself slightly before his fingers are slipping your panties to the side and he’s lining himself up with your entrance. He looks up at you and stares into your eyes feeling too far gone for any words, when he sees you nod at him as your hands pull him in for another heated kiss he groans into it while slipping inside of you.

His pace is frantic and oh so desperate as he bucks and thrusts against you. The feeling of your wet walls sucking him in is heaven to him and he knows he’ll never grow tired of the feeling. He’s panting into your open mouth as his orgasm begins to build and build within him. Your hands move to card through his messy hair and he stares into your eyes with a clouded wild gaze. He’s whining loudly as he continues to drive the two of you towards your highs.

Your head falls back against the door as you let out a delicious sultry moan after a particularly hard thrust from him and Jeongin starts to feel your walls clamping down on him. His eyes focus long enough on yours as you stare at him while resting your head and you quickly nod your head.

“I know Innie. I love you too baby. I can wait no matter how long.” you coo at him and Jeongin slams his hips up into you while whining loudly as his mouth hangs open. Your walls clamp down on him like a vice and Jeongin is lost to the pleasure of your body, his release filling you with delicious heat as he buries himself inside of you.

When he comes down from his high he slowly slips out of you and helps you clean yourself before righting your clothes. He stands in front of you still crowding you against the door as his eyes stare into yours imploringly. You cup his face and pull him in for a sweet soft loving kiss that he eagerly reciprocates with a hungry one of his own.

“I love you and I am so grateful and thankful for you.” he says softly to you and your eyes crinkle with delight and love as you beam up at him. He wraps his arms around you tightly burying his face in your neck and kissing the sweaty skin there before licking a wide stripe up to your ear which makes you squeal. “Can we go home now? I want to cuddle.” he asks you and you happily nod your head at him before leading him out of the bathroom to say goodbye to all of your friends.

SKZ Taglist: @kayleefriedchicken, @babigriin, @inlovewithstraykids, @channiesrightasscheek

[thewinter-eden]

SKZ INSECURITY MASTER LIST

Insecurity - Bang Chan - part 2 - part 3 - bonus - part 4

Insecurity - Lee Know - part 2 - part 3 - part 4

Insecurity - Seo Changbin - part 2 - part 3 - bonus - part 4 - deleted scene

Insecurity - Hwang Hyunjin - part 2 - part 3 - bonus - part 4 - deleted scene

Insecurity - Han Jisung - part 2 - part 3 - part 4

Insecurity - Lee Felix - part 2 - part 3 - part 4 Felix and Honey's Cookbook

Insecurity - Kim Seungmin - part 2 - part 3 - bonus - part 4 - deleted scene

...JEONGIN COMING SOON...

INSECURITY FINALE QUESTION

[pnutbutter-n-j-elyy]

Their Reaction to Your Spotify Wrapped

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in honor of wrapped day!!! this idea came when talking with @axel-skz one of my fave friendships made in 2024. i hope yall enjoy cuz it was hella fun making this.

Warnings: Slight suggestiveness, Slight cussing, mention of afab! reader (ovulation), mention of pornography (in a joking manner).

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Chan

The minute you pulled up your Spotify Wrapped, Chan was leaning over to be nosy.

"I bet it all Stray Kids." He said, as the animations started playing." You gave a small nervous laugh, knowing that it wasn't going to be them.

"And I was rig- Billie? Eilish?" His face froze. "Billie Eilish, Tyler, the Creator...Stray Kids. We're third?" His brows furrowed and the corners of his smile twitched downwards. "Oh..." His voice was defeated and he looked at you with unreadable eyes.

"Yeah! Isn't that great! You guys are in my top five!" You said pinching his cheek lightly, trying to brighten the look painted on his face.

But it was no use since he was already spiraling.

"So do you- well, is it our music? Do you not like it anymore? Is it too repetitive? Or is it my production? Should I switch things up- like should I make more ballad? Add more orchestral elements? Or maybe-"

"Chris-"

"-more collabs? Maybe Billie would be open to- are our lyrics not deep enough?"

"Christopher-"

"I think maybe we need less-"

"CHRISTOPHER BANG!" You shouted through a fit of laughter.

He pulled back in surprise and looked at you with eyes as wide as saucers.

You took your hands, placing them on either side of his face. "It's not you or the boys, baby."

"Then what was it? Why weren't we number one?" He asked with a pout.

"You're third because I live with you." You lips upturned and Chan searched your face. "I don't need Spotify to listen to Stray Kids. I've got the worlds best producer humming in my ear while we fold laundry and wash the dishes. Billie and Tyler don't do that."

His lips parted into a sheepish grin, a small "hehe" slipping out of his mouth as his face scrunched into a boyish excitement.

"You think I'm the best producer."

"Without a doubt." You replied, kissing his cheek softly. "So stop overthinking. What matters is that your my number one where it actually matters."

Chan's ears flushed pink when you said those words, and he surrendered, opting to cuddle next to you on the couch as you turned on the TV.

"Alright..." He said as you clicked on a random drama. "But I'm still going to add some features on our next album. Just for you."

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Minho

"Y/N. You're a virgin."

You sputtered on your tea, getting it on to the pages of your book. "And?! What does that have to do with anything-" You asked as you turned around to see your boyfriend dangling your phone like it was contaminated.

Your Spotify Wrapped illuminated the screen.

"Minnie-" You reached to snatch your phone but he held it out of arms reach, his eyebrows raised in mock incredulity.

"What the hell are your top five songs Y/N?! CupcakKe?! Unironically?!" He looked at your screen. "Deepthroat...Its Hard to Say I Love You, parentheses, while you're sitting on my face...Slob On My Knob- and another CupcakKe song, Y/N are you trying to manifest something?! Because this is not the way!" He said in horror.

You gave up trying to reach for your phone and crossed your arms and huffed. "As my friend always says- celibacy either leads to being asexual or a freak. Its a closed way of thinking but can be rather true sometimes..." You muttered, turning away to hide the blush creeping up your face.

"I'm shocked." He said, looking through the songs again.

"Why? It's art."

"Art. Art? Stray Kids is art, kitten. Wanting to eat dick but not wanting to fuck up your nails so - and I quote - 'i pick it up with chopsticks' is not art. Thats basically audio porn."

"More like audio smut."

"More like absolutely fucking terrfying." He said looking at the rest of your wrapped in morbid curiosity. "Where do you even listen to this freakiness? At the gym? While cooking? In public?"

"Sometimes..." You said shrugging and deciding to own it. "Its empowering."

Minho dramatically handed your phone back to you, giving you the longest and hardest side eye ever. "Your a completley different person. I've never been more afraid of you in my entire life. And I've seen you drive."

You took your phone, his words giving you and idea.

A devious smirk lit up your face.

Minho watched you in curiosity as you set your phone down. "Baby..." You started to laugh, heading to the living room. "What are you plotting-" Your eyes zoned in on the Alexa and Minho's eyes widened as he replayed his words.

"Alexa-"

"Baby no-"

"Play Drive by Stray Kids"

"Jagiya no-"

"Now playing Drive, by Bangchan and Lee Know-"

"Alexa no! Stop don't play that!"

"-feel the heat inside. Baby, baby we gon' do this day and night-"

"Enjoy your own art, baby!" You said kissing, him which in habit he leaned into before yelling at Alexa frantically.

"Alexa! Stop! Cancel- Delete Y/N's existence!"

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Changbin

"So..ITZY is your number one?" Changbin asked you, an unreadable look on his face as he stared at your phone. "Then NewJeans, TWICE, Blackpink, and aespa?"

"Yes..."

"And Stray Kids didn't even make it to your top five?"

"Yes...?"

There was a moment of silence, and Changbin looked up at you.

Your heart thudded in your chest, and your mouth felt dry. "Are...are you mad?"

Changbin set your phone face down and stepped towards you. "Mad? Mad?" He asked, his voice slightly elevated.

You opened your mouth to say something- to apologize or ask him to not be too angry but instead you were shocked when he trapped you in a hug and lifted you; spinning you around in a tight hug.

"I'M ECSTATIC!" He said, setting you down, and almost vibrating from happy energy. "Why would I have reason to be upset?"

"Because you weren't on my top five. Since your my boyfriend I thought that would make you-"

He shook his head, placing his hand out and closing his eyes. "Its a sign." He said in a philsophical whimsy.

"...What?"

He opened his eyes looking into the distance romantically. Then extending his arms in a dramatic flourish he painted the picture.

"You like girl groups. Meaning you're clearly meant to be with me."

You looked at him in a confused wonder.

"Think about it. I'm the ultimate baby girl. ITZY was number one. Who is close to ITZY? Me, Seo Changbin, your boyfriend. Subconciously, your soul has been telling you I'm the one for you all along." He said looking at you with a cheeky grin.

That made you laugh, your nerves leaving you.

"Binnie I think that has to be the most unhinged logic I have ever heard!"

"But it makes sense. The music reminds you of me. The energy scream 'Changbin'." You could almost imagine the sparkles around his name. "Cute, charismatic, adorable. The visuals- the duality. Me. Changbin." He looked at you with an exaggerated smolder.

He pushed you onto the couch gently, attacking you with tickles.

"Bin- you're- riDICuLOUS-" You squealed, as his fingers flew around you.

"No I'm not!"

"DelusionAL-"

"Never!"

He strengthened his attack until you could barely breathe you were laughing so loud- wondering why you thought someone like Changbin would be upset at something so meaningless.

"Even if I was, you would love me nonetheless!" He stopped his tickles, he blew a rapsberry on your neck and peppered you face with a few kisses. "And you'd have to deal with it 'cause your stuck with me forever."

"Forever?" You asked, a radiant smile on your face as the last of your giggles died out.

"Yes forever." Changbin replied, plopping down on top of you, planting one last firm kiss on your lips. "ITZY said so."

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Hyunjin

"Beethoven? BEETHOVEN?"

Hyunjin looked at you, his jaw nearly on the floor. When he asked you who your most listened to artist of the year was, he wasn't expecting to hear a classical composer leave you lips.

"Yes. Beethoven. Followed by you guys."

"N-n-n-n-no. No. Nope, no. Nnnnnn...nono." Hyunjin said shaking his head. "Run that back."

"Beethoven then-"

"Y/N-ah." He said with a serious look. "You mean to tell me...Beethoven- an old dead guy - was favorite over the band your loving, hard-working ALIVE and BREATHING boyfriend is a part of?!" His eyes narrowed in disgust.

"Well if you put it like that-"

He flopped dramtically onto the couch. "How am I supposed to tell the guys you chose a decomposing man who sits there- uh...metaphorically- and collects streams; over your boyfriend and his bandmates who work day and night, through blood, sweat and tears." He throws his hand over his forehead. "Its such a disgrace."

"Hyunnie, I think that Beethoven would have words for you if he was here." You say through a chuckle.

"Well he may have words for me, but I have no words for you." He said huffing dramatically, zoning in on Kkami who was sleeping peacefully. Hyunjin stands and scoops him up, burying his face in the poor, startled dog's fur.

"I can't believe you and your dramatics." You say walking up to him and putting your hand on the top of his head.

"C'mon Kkami. It's just me and you now buddy. We're boycotting Y/N-ie."

You rolled your eyes, letting out a snort. "You're a drama king, Hyunjin." You said, your eyes trailing to Kkami who looked between you and Hyunjin in an unconcerned sleepiness.

"Y/N clearly doesn't love us anymore."

Kkami looked at Hyunjin, then looked at you and then back at Hyunjin, then cocked his head; almost as if he understood the absurdity of the situation.

"You're insufferable." You flicked your boyfriend's nose, and stole the dog from his arms. "Beethoven is my study music. It helps me focus."

"So you're saying we're distracting?" Hyunjin takes Kkami out of your arms. "Don't talk to me or my dog ever again." He flips his hair and buries his face once more in the small dogs fur, the later shooting a look that seemed like an SOS.

"You're being so extra." You sat on the couch, patting the spot Hyunjin occupied only a minute ago.

"Oh, am I?" He asked, lowering himself next to you, a playful pout on his lips. Kkami immediately rushing towards the far end to resume his nap.

"Unbearably so." You whispered against his lips. "And for the record, Beethoven doesn't make songs that make me want to cry like 'Cover Me' or songs I want to scream at the top of lungs like 'God's Menu'."

"You really like Cover Me that much?"

"Mm. Obviously."

"Fine, fine. I forgive you. But only because I'm way to pretty to hold grudges."

You roll your eyes, but can't help the smile that forms.

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Han

Han peered over your shoulder, his eyes widening as he looked at your Spotify Wrapped.

“Y/N... baby, angel, love of my life...this... this...is your Wrapped?” he asked, a mix of disbelief and amusement in his voice.

You glanced at him, not anticipating the reaction. “Yeah, it’s my Wrapped. What’s wrong with it?”

Han let out an exaggerated gasp.

"Jagiya...Taylor Swift? Olivia Rodrigo? Sabrina Carpenter?” He placed his hands on his hips, shaking his head in mock disappointment. “You’re telling me I’m dating someone who has these as their top artists?” He blinks at you.

You blinked at him back incredulously. “What’s wrong with that?”

“Everything!” Han said, his voice playful but slightly elevated. “I thought you were cooler than this, Y/N! You’re too good for this mainstream pop stuff. You deserve better! To think you've never experienced more than that bubble...my heart is breaking."

You couldn’t help but chuckle at his intense reaction. “I listen to your music as well! Besides...I like what I like? Why do you care so much?” You retorted.

“Because,” he said, suddenly serious, “I’m trying to help you, babe. Spotify Wrapped is like a doctor basically, it gives you a diagnosis. You’re... basic. Heartbreakingly basic. I'd be okay if you had at least one quirky artist but your last artist is Playboi Carti which knowing you, you played his music on repeat while you slept so your wrapped could seem at least a little cool."

You let your eyes land anywhere but him, knowing he clocked you on that one.

"I’m going to save you from this madness.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Am I really that boring?”

Han shook his head, his expression turning playful again. “No, no. Not boring, just undiscovered. You could be listening to something way cooler- something with depth! I’m dating someone who only listens to pop queens when you should be out here vibing to underground, avant-garde...I don’t know, maybe like, 90s rock or something? You seem like you could rock with that to be honest?”

“90s rock?” you echoed, trying not to burst out laughing.

“Yes! You need to broaden your horizons!” Han continued, clearly loving the moment. “I’m not mad that Stray Kids aren’t number one, I mean, that’s whatever, you literally can have a private show whenever you want. BUT I’m honestly a little teensy weensy upset I’m dating someone with such a copy and paste taste. Come on, babe! I expected better! Especially when you're dating a member of a band that has a wide range of talent. I mean you can literally ask me or any of the guys and you'd get a shit ton of different recs. You have an entire library of musical knowledge at your disposal. That's like having 100 flavors of icecream and choosing vanilla.”

You grinned, poking him lightly. “Okay, I get, I get it. But just so you know, you're still number one in my life, even if its not represented in my music choices."

Han’s eyes sparkled as he leaned in, ruffling your hair with a grin. “I’ll fix that, don’t worry. We’re going to go on a musical journey. I’m making you a new playlist. And I'll have the rest of the memebers make you playlists as well. You’re going to listen to some cool stuff, baby, and by next year’s Wrapped, you’ll be so hip that even I’ll be jealous.”

“I’m not sure I’m ready for that,” you said, laughing. “I kind of like my basic pop playlists.”

“Well, you will like my playlists,” Han said confidently, leaning back with a smug smile. “Trust me, love. I’ve got you covered. You’ll thank me later, once you realize just how much better music can be than the top 40."

You laughed, shaking your head. “Alright, alright, I’ll give it a shot. But only if you don’t judge me when I still go back to my pop queen playlist sometimes.”

“I’ll never judge you,” Han said, giving you a sweet smile. “I’m just here to help you reach your full potential as a music lover. Open your world up a bit. Change your life.”

You poked his side playfully. “You’re so dramatic, but I love you.”

“I know you do,” he said with a grin, leaning down to kiss your forehead. “Now, get ready to say goodbye to those mainstream artists and hello to your new musical future.”

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Felix

Felix is sprawled on the living room floor, legs stretched out in front of him as he pulls up your Spotify Wrapped on his phone. His excitement is palpable- eyes glowing, lips curved into a soft smile.

That is, until he starts scrolling.

“Baby,” he says slowly, his voice gentle but undeniably concerned. “Why is ‘Meow Meow Meow Meow’ your number one song this year?”

You blink at him from your spot on the couch. “Because it’s a bop?”

“A bop?” he echoes in a strained tone, as if the words physically pained him. He turns the phone to you, the incriminating title glowing on the screen. “It’s literally just someone meowing to 'What Was I Made For'. Why not just listen to the original version?”

“Actually it's AI.” you reply, in a matter of fact tone. “And because it’s genius. I love cats, and I love Billie. Win-win."

He tilts his head, blinking at you like you’ve just confessed to a crime. “Um...okay. Maybe Minh-hyung would like it, I guess? ‘Skibidi Toilet, Minion version’? Why is that number two?”

You shrug, trying to suppress a laugh. “It’s catchy.”

“Catchy?!” Felix’s mouth falls open as he sits up straighter, his freckled face a picture of disbelief. “Do you…do you listen to this unironically? Like...for your enjoyment rather than being funny?” His voice hold even more concern now, it wavering slightly.

“I guess you'll never know,” you reply smugly.

He groans, laying back down and holding your phone way above his face. “Let me guess, number three is-” He cuts himself off with a noise that’s somewhere between a gasp and a whimper. “Ten hours of washing machine noises?”

Now you’re laughing, tears forming in your eyes as he glares at you. “It’s calming!” you explain between giggles.

“And who’s number four?” He face morphing with increasing horror. “Laufey…cat version?”

You shrug again, biting your lip to stifle your amusement. “It’s Laufey but, you know…with meows. It’s cute!”

Felix places the phone face down on the floor, pinching the bridge of his nose like he’s fighting a migraine.

“And finally, number five. Let’s see which masterpiece you deemed worthy to round out this absolutely deranged top five.”

The moment he reads it, he freezes. His expression morphs into something unreadable- equal parts betrayal and comedic disbelief.

“KSI,” he mutters, his voice flat. He sits up slowly and releases a breath. “Behind… the washing machine and cat Laufey.” He releases his words with a click of his tongue.

You can’t hold it in anymore, bursting into uncontrollable laughter as he stares at you like you’ve just kicked his puppy.

“You’re number six, though!” you manage between gasps, tears streaming down your face. As you joined him on the floor.

Felix clasps his chest, like your words physically hurt him. “Six?! Y/N, I’ve cooked for you. I’ve baked brownies. I’ve stayed up late listening to you rant about coworkers! And I’m sixth place? Under meme songs? I mean your entire wrapped in a compilation of memes. I'm surprised Symphony didn't make it on there.”

“It’s not personal,” you tease, wiping your eyes. “It’s just Spotify.”

“Just Spotify?” he repeats incredulously, propping himself up on his elbows. “I sing you to sleep on facetime, Y/N. I text you good morning and good night every single day. And you’re telling me I lost to Skibidi Toilet?”

You crawl onto the floor next to him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. “It’s okay, Lix,” you coo, planting a kiss on his cheek. “Maybe next year you’ll beat the washing machine.”

“Oh, I’m beating it,” he mutters, determination flickering behind his eyes. He grabs his phone, pulling up his notes app. “I’m writing a song that will sound good with Cat AI. With a bridge. And a rap section. And violins. There will be no way you won't like it."

You double over with laughter, and Felix can’t help but grin despite himself, his pout softening. “You’re lucky I love you,” he mumbles, pulling you into his lap.

“You’re my most listened to, most loved, and most wanted in real life, Lixxie.” you assure him, smiling up at him sweetly.

Felix sighs, but leans to kiss your forehead anyway. “Yeah, well, I know that.”

"Then why do you look so down, hmm?"

"Because I'm concerned, I might need to find you a therapist."

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Seungmin

You sat on Seungmin’s bed, tapping through your Spotify Wrapped with a satisfied grin.

Just how you thought it'd be. Predicatable, but represntative of how your musical year went.

You were minding your business, about to share your results to insta when Seungmin sat himself on the bed next to you, snatching the phone from your hands.

The moment he saw the screen, though, Seungmin let out a surprised huff.

"Ateez?" he said slowly, his voice tinged with amusement and a slight possessiveness. You knew how he was when you stanned other Kpop groups. You had been with him for a while, of course you knew. “Oh, I get it now. You’re one of those people."

You sat up and looked at him. "What do you mean one of those people?"

Seungmin shrugged. "Its okay, you can admit that you like bands that perform like they're auditioning for a Korean rendition of Magic Mike."

Your eyes widened, but before you could protest, he fell back on the bed, holding your phone up like a damning piece of evidence.

“Don’t even try to defend yourself, Y/N,” he continued, the smirk growing on his lips. “This Wrapped is telling me everything I need to know. It’s basically the modern-day Rorschach test you know; and what it’s screaming is that you’re letting your ovulation and hormonal spikes curate your playlists. I bet you’re one of those people who stream music videos on mute, too, aren’t you? Just vibing to the abs and body rolls in crop tops.” His eyebrows quirk in curiosity.

Your jaw dropped as you threw a pillow at him, but he dodged effortlessly, tossing your phone onto the bed carelessly.

He quickly got up, maneuvering himself so he was in front of you.

“Don’t act so scandalized.” He leaned closer, his dark eyes glinting with mischief, as you leaned back slightly. “You can admit it- you like watching them dance half-naked on stage, huh? I mean, who wouldn’t? Factually speaking they’re...talented.” he said, dragging the last word with exaggerated emphasis. “Really skilled performers. Without a doubt. But it’s cute. You’ve got a thing for guys showing a little skin. It’s very...telling.” He gave you a small, smirk.

You fell back on your elbows, your face warm from his teasing, but Seungmin wasn’t done. He shifted closer, hovering inches above you, the bed dipping under his weight as he planted one arm beside you, effectively caging you in. The other hand rested on your waist.

“But here’s the real question,” he murmured, his voice dropping lower. “If you’re so into that, what are you doing here with me? Fully clothed, tragically modest... just a genius who writes incredible music and doesn’t need to flash his abs to be appealing. What a shame for you, huh?”

The corner of his lips twitched upward as he leaned even closer, the air between you charged. “Tell me, Y/N,” he whispered, his breathe tickling the shell of your ear. “Do I need to take my shirt off to compete with them? Or should I just show you what real...talent looks like? Would you like that?”

"I..." Your heart was nearly leaping out your chest, a warmth overcoming your body as Seungmin spoke. You couldn't deny how flustered you were.

"Listened to them for 1000 minutes? How 'bout I double that. You'd enjoy every second."

Your breath hitched, you, nearly caving in; but before you could respond, Seungmin nipped your ear lightly and sat back with a sly grin, leaving you flustered.

“Ah, I was right. Hormones. But don't worry,” he said lightly, brushing imaginary dust off his sleeve. “I’ll forgive you for now. But only because I find it hilarious that my perfectly curated playlists are competing with your...uh,..primal needs?” He shot you a wink, his smugness on full display.

And just like that, he stood up, stretching leisurely as if he hadn’t just thrown you into emotional- and hormonal- chaos.

With that, he walked to the door, pausing to glance back with a knowing smirk. "If you ever get bored of half-naked performances let me know. I'm here, fully clothed yet still 10 times more attractive. I could teach you what good taste in music looks like. I’d hate for your Spotify Wrapped next year to be just as embarrassing.”

He winked again, blowing you a kiss, disappearing down the hallway, leaving you a flustered, blushing mess on his bed.

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Jeongin

You handed your phone to Jeongin, proud of your Spotify Wrapped results. “Look! Stray Kids is my number one artist.”

Jeongin barely glanced at the screen before freezing mid-scroll. His eyes darted back up to meet yours, wide with disbelief. “Wait... what?”

“Stray Kids is my number one! My boyfriend is my most listened to artist!” you repeated, grinning like it was the best news he could hear all day.

But Jeongin, to your utter confusion, looked horrified.

“No, no, no,” he muttered, shaking his head as he sat back on the couch. “This...this is all wrong. Utter sacrilege.”

“Sacrilege?” you echoed, frowning. “You’re in the group. Shouldn’t you be happy about this?”

“Y/N-ah.” Jeongin said dramatically, placing a hand over his heart as if he were physically in pain. “Do you not see what you’ve done? Look at your other top artists!” He gestured wildly to the screen. “It’s TROT. Literal legends of trot music. Song Ga In, Jang Yoon Jeong, and Na Hoon-a!”

“Yeah?” you said hesitantly, unsure of where this was going. “What about them?”

“What about them? What about them!?” Jeongin’s jaw dropped like you’d just said the sky was green. “They should be above us! Above me! Above Stray Kids! This is trot. TROT.” He pronounced it with the reverence of someone naming a sacred art form.

“But I like Stray Kids,” you said, laughing nervously.

“That’s not the point!” Jeongin stood up, pacing back and forth like a professor about to give a lecture. “Trot is timeless. It’s emotional. It’s pure, unfiltered storytelling in music. And you’re telling me you put us- a bunch of chaotic twenty-somethings who write songs about cheese and screaming—above the actual foundation of Korean music?” He stared at you as if you had 6 heads growing from you.

“It’s not like I ranked it!” you protested. “Spotify Wrapped did that for me! Blame them!”

Jeongin spun back to you, pointing an accusing finger. “Don’t blame Spotify. This is your fault Y/N-ah. You’re clearly not listening to enough trot if us noisy Gen Z - minus Channie-hyung he's like an old grandpa- beat out legends like Na Hoon-a. Do you even know how much soul that man has? How many hearts he’s broken with his voice?” He looked at you in complete seriousness. "Countless." His eyes shone with admiration.

You rolled your eyes, unable to contain your laughter now. “Innie, are you seriously upset that I listen to Stray Kids more than trot music?”

“Yes!” he declared with absolute conviction. Then, after a pause, he added, “Well...no. I mean, I love that you like our music, because that means you love me and my dream but...this is trot! It’s a different category entirely!” He threw his hands up in exasperation. “I need to fix this.”

“Fix it? Jeongin I already listen to a lot of trot. You see it on my top artists.”

He nodded solemnly, sitting back down beside you and grabbing your phone. “But you don't listen to it enough. From now on, we’re having mandatory trot listening sessions. Every week. Twice a week, actually.”

“Twice a week?” you repeated incredulously.

“At least,” he said, scrolling through your Spotify, curating a new playlist on the spot. “You need to understand why this is a crime against music. Stray Kids shouldn’t even be in the same league as these legends. We’re fun, sure, but we don’t make people cry the way trot does. I mean, do you cry when you listen to ‘Thunderous’? No. But Jang Yoon Jeong’s ‘First Marriage’ could make a grown man bawl. I'm that grown man, Y/N. I'm that grown man." He said his voice dropping to a rueful whisper.

You couldn’t stop laughing as Jeongin grew more and more animated, his passion for trot completely overshadowing any pride he might’ve felt about his own group’s success.

Finally, he looked at you with a small, satisfied smile. “Don’t worry. By next year, I’ll make sure your Wrapped is perfect. Stray Kids can stay on the list, but trot will reign supreme. It’s the least I can do for your musical education.”

“And if I still prefer you guys?” you teased, raising an eyebrow.

Jeongin huffed, pretending to think for a moment. “Then I guess I’ll forgive you...eventually. But we’re playing trot at our wedding, okay?”

You burst out laughing, shaking your head. “Jeongin, are you seriously bashing your own group right now?”

“Yah, yah,” he said, waving a dismissive hand. “They’ll understand. And if they don’t, they love me anyway. They literally wrote a whole song for me.” He smirked, looking entirely too pleased with himself.

You shook your head, still laughing. “Unreal.”

Jeongin grinned, adding a song to your new playlist.

“What’s unreal is how lucky you are to have a boyfriend who’s the best of both worlds- trot connoisseur and K-pop icon. You’re welcome.”

*edit*: but why is trot actually good...??? like i listened to it while writing this and...MYTRO...gonna stan when they debut frfr

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SKZ being whipped for you

Genre: lots of fluff

A/N: First SKZ reaction!

Chan

He expected this. He expected to be mercilessly made fun of by his members the moment he admitted being into someone. Still, it doesn’t keep him from flushing bright red and finding the nearest hiding spot. And oh man, if they do this while you’re in earshot, he’ll wish the ground would open up and swallow him whole. Be nice and reassure him, and maybe even defend him against his group members for good measure. 

Minho

Deny, deny, deny. You could not be dating at all yet or be together for a decade and he’ll still brush off any commentary about how he acts around you. It might even be so convincing that you sometimes forget all the little things that he does for you. But his members won’t. They’ll rage about the privileges he gives you. He’ll roll his eyes and say, “Are you kidding? I did that for you yesterday.” Sometimes you think it’s just so he can watch his friend’s head explode, because he most certainly did Not do that thing yesterday. In quiet, private moments though, he’ll remind you that you do, in fact, have all of the privileges.

Changbin

Unashamed. Did you think he’d be embarrassed by how into you he is? Absolutely not. Couldn’t fathom it. At least - not when his members comment on it. He’ll say, “Duh. Of course, I am. Have you seen them? Have you met them?” It’s a brag for him in a lot of ways. However! If you tease him about it, he might get a little shy in the early stages of whatever is going on with you two. Expect that to wear off, because one day soon he’ll have no shame about nodding his head and agreeing with your observations with a smile.

Hyunjin

This might be subtle, but it will be the little things. Like, your text always gets opened and responded to promptly, even if he should really be doing something else. Or your his first call when he has a rare day off and wants to do something. Or heaven forbid someone take a peek at his sketch book because it often features you. He might be a little secretive about his feelings, if only to spare himself the teasing he might get if he makes it too obvious. But if you call him out on it, he’ll freely admit it.

Jisung

Does NOT know what to do with himself. Totally overwhelmed by it sometimes. It’s painfully obvious even to you, because you can just be existing in the same room and he’s fixated on you with heart eyes. I can actually see this as being something that he might be kind of self-conscious about if only because he wants to be more poised or more thoughtful in expressing his feelings. Match. His. Energy! Let them make fun of both of you!!!

Felix

Sickeningly, tooth-rottingly sweet. I don’t know that many of his members would really even tease him very much about it because it’s just too heart-warming. When he’s whipped, it’s just too easy to get swept up in the romance if you’re on the receiving end of it. Honestly, they might beg him to tone it down a little - which he will not. Not as long as you like it, anyway.

Seungmin

You’ll get partner privileges here too, but that might be the only sign. And he will not give you those partner privileges easily. You ask him to hang out and he says, “You can’t stand to be away from me,” like he wasn’t rushing to put on shoes. You call and he answers in a split second, but asks what you could possibly want because he’s busy (even though he is already thinking of a way to get out of whatever he's doing). He buys coffee or a snack and when you thank him, he’ll say, “Yeah, yeah, you’re so needy”. He might even act so put out that he’ll get scolded by some of his members to be nicer. But the thing is… it’s all a ruse!!! Agree when he says these things to throw him off his game!!

Jeongin

CASUAL. Yeah, he’s into you. Yeah, he wants to spend all his time with you. Yeah, he bought you a little gift again for the third time this week. Your point? It sucks allllll of the fun out of teasing him, the baby of the group, because he’s so unbothered and he’ll continue to do what he wants. It’ll actually make YOU whipped if only because of how unabashedly he admits it. 

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Hiii! Can please write me a jeongin fanfic where u both are dating for a while now and after a long date u both are asleep and cuddling really close and skz being skz go into his room and catch u both (they didn't know u were dating) I really love ur fanfics and if u choose to write this one I know it would be amazing 💗 💓 💖

Absolutely! Honestly, this is such a cute idea, I love it so much, and I really hope that I did you justice! I'm also really hoping that I got the vibes of our wonderful baby bread down pat...I never know if I nail the members and how they behave. Hope you love it! Love you, pookie ❤️❤️❤️

Show, Don't Tell

Summary: You and Jeongin had been dating for a while now, a few months. But your relationship was a secret, up until your 6-month anniversary, where you and Jeongin fell asleep after a date, and some unexpected guests found you...

Pairing: Jeongin X Reader (F!)

Genre: Fluff, Humor

Word Count: 1.8K

The members of Stray Kids weren't stupid. They knew that something was up with their maknae. Jeongin was never this smiley, or happy. Not saying he was depressed or anything, but he was never this...lively. It was strange. But when they asked, Jeongin just said that it was nothing, and that he was perfectly fine. Nothing to suspect.

He didn't want them finding out about the relationship that he had with you.

Ever since the two of you had shared your feelings for each other after hanging out one night, going from friends to lovers, Jeongin had been the happiest he'd been in years. He felt whole. Complete. And it was all because of you. And you felt the same. Both of you completed each other, even before you both started to date.

The little problem was that Jeongin was nervous about telling the others about the relationship he had with you. Yes, Stray Kids knew about you. And all of you got along well. You saw them as your older brothers, just as he did. And they saw you like their little sister. But what Jeongin was nervous about what the others would say.

He was an idol, after all. He had to remember that. And he did remember that. If his members found out, he was scared that he'd be forced to share you with Stay as well. And that scared him. Stays were brutal, and he didn't want you to get hate. And so, for that reason, he kept it a secret.

But today, everything changed. And it all started with him showing up at your door, flowers in hand.

To sum it up shortly, it was your 6-month anniversary. Half a year. And that was big for both of you. And so, you two decided to celebrate by spending the day together. And it started here.

You opened the door, wearing a simple pair of jean shorts, a cropped hoodie, and those sneakers Jeongin bought you for your birthday. You had on some bracelets and a necklace he gave you for your 2-month anniversary. Your hair was down, and your makeup was done lightly.

"Wow....you look perfect, jagi." Jeongin smiled, holding the flowers out for you as he spoke, watching your face light up just as it always did. "Here, for you."

"Aw, You didn't have to, Jeongin." Your voice was soft as you spoke, that smile melting Jeongin's heart. The two of you shared a quick kiss before you ran back inside to put the flowers in a vase. And once you reappeared, the two of you linked hands, beginning your date.

The two of you went to a park, walking around and getting ice cream before going to the arcade to play games. The two of you kept score of who won what, and per usual, Jeongin beat you. But not by much. And then, it was off to a fancy restaurant for lunch. And the two of you talked and laughed, getting along just as well as you did when you were both friends.

But it was when the two of you went back to his place, going into his room and gently shutting the door before cuddling on the bed when you decided to ask Jeongin a question he was dreading.

"Baby, when do you plan on telling the others about us?" You gave Jeongin a curious but concerned look, seeing the way his face fell a bit as he sighed.

"I don't know..." He spoke, holding you closer to him. All you did was brush some hair out of his face, studying his features before speaking again.

"I'm not pressuring you, but...you can't keep it a secret forever."

"I know. I'm just nervous about what they'll say about it." Jeongin then looked to your eyes, and you could see the fighting he was doing with himself. It made your heart twist a bit. "I love you a lot, and I know you all get along...but I'm scared that they'll make me go public with you. And I'm definitely not ready for that."

"Jeongin..." You cooed, moving to hug him closer. "I don't think they'd ever do that. They're your friends..."

"They'll still bring it up..."

"Yeah, but you can't run away from the fact that you'll have to go public about our relationship eventually."

And that got Jeongin to go quiet. You looked at him, seeing the fighting continue before you smiled, pressing a kiss to the corner of his lips, seeing his eyes widen a bit. And then, you pecked his lips again, smiling.

"Let's not focus on it right now. Today is about us, not about what we need to do in the future." You suggested, seeing the smile that appeared on his lips. And then, he pecked your lips in return, humming.

"I like that idea..."

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All Chan was doing was going to get food, and wanted to know if Jeongin wanted anything. But when he didn't get a response, Chan just decided to knock, seeing if that would do the trick. And when even that didn't work, he opened the door. And immediately, he was met with a view he never expected in the history of his life.

There was Jeongin, holding you right against his chest, you in his hoodie and your leg up on his hip. His one hand was inside the hoodie, both of you sleeping close together. And immediately, Chan blinked before taking a picture and sending it to the groupchat.

And it wasn't long after when the rest of the group was over, standing in the doorway and ogling at the sight of their maknae cuddling with you.

"Holy shit..." Changbin mumbled, blinking before looking to Chan. "How the hell did he manage to score a girl before us?"

"Shh! They're sleeping!" Minho growled, his eyes harsh. The rapper just shrunk down, watching as Minho looked back at them.

"So, uh...what do we do?" Felix asked, looking to Chan. The leader just crossed his arms, running through the possibilities. It was hard to make a call, but eventually he smiled, looking to the couple.

"Let's leave them be for a bit. They're obviously tired. We can ask questions later." Chan said. And after that, he gently shoved the group out of the room, ushering them out. "Go go go, out we go."

"Aw, but they're so cute together!" Jisung whined, throwing his head back as he walked.

And as he continued to whine as the door was shut, Jeongin slowly woke up, groaning and lifting his head, looking to the door. He heard the commotion, thinking that maybe the group was having a meeting about something. Either way, he just grabbed his phone, opening it up to find...

Oh, no....

"Shit...Shit shit shit...!" Jeongin sat up, rubbing his eyes in disbelief as he stared at his phone, waking you up in the process. You groaned, lifting your head, still half asleep.

"Huh...?"

"They found out!" Jeongin's voice was panicked, but it was also quiet. And then, his eyes went to you. "Chan took a picture of us! See?"

"Aw...cute. You should send that to me." You said with a smile, still groggy.

"Y/N!"

"Sorry, sorry..." You then sat up, rubbing your eyes and yawning, looking to Jeongin before looking to his phone. "It was bound to happen eventually, you know."

"Not the point!" Jeongin then pointed to the door, his eyes panicked. "They're out there right now, talking! They're probably gonna force us to go public, and-and Chan's probably pissed, and--"

"And I'm gonna stop you right there." You then grabbed his face, forcing him to look at you. "Nobody can force you to do anything with this. And knowing them, they'll support you in whatever decision you make. They'll ask questions, yeah, but they'd never force you to do something you don't want to do."

Jeongin took a deep breath at your words, letting it out slowly before nodding his head. You had a point. Just like always.

"Right. Yeah." And then, he kissed your palm, smiling. "Might as well go and face the music."

||

And so, the two of you went out of the room, only to be bombarded with questions. And you both calmly answered the questions. All of them. How you were dating, how long you had been dating, how you both started dating, all of it. And then, you both looked to Chan.

"So you hid this for six months?" Chan asked, watching as Jeongin nodded. "And why is that?"

"I..." Jeongin started, taking a breath as he felt your hand in his. "I was nervous about telling all of you. I was scared that you guys were gonna force me to go public with this, and...and I really don't think that I'm personally ready for that yet."

Everyone was silent as Jeongin explained himself, listening to each word. They all looked at each other, only for Seungmin to speak up.

"That's the dumbest reason I've ever heard in my life." And as he spoke, Jeongin looked to him, eyes wide.

"No it's not!"

"Do you honestly think we'd force you to do that?" Minho asked, crossing his arms as he looked at the youngest. "We aren't monsters, jeez."

"Going public is huge, Jeongin. And that's a call you should make by yourself." Chan said, giving Jeongin a smile. "While I'm not exactly happy that you kept this from all of us, especially me, for six months...I can understand where you're coming from."

"And I'm sorry for that, hyung." Jeongin then looked to you, smiling softly. "I just...Y/n means the world to me. She makes me feel calmer, happier, warmer...she makes me feel complete. And I just don't want anything to jeopardize what we have between us."

"Aw, that's so adorable!" Hyunjin cooed, happy to hear that his friend was really that in love.

"So, I think we've learned a valuable lesson." Chan then clapped his hands together, smiling at you both. "From now on, no more secrets. I'd suggest going public sooner rather than later, but don't feel like you need to right away. Make sure you're both ready."

"Right. Thanks, hyung." Jeongin smiled, nodding his head. And then, he looked to you, seeing your smile.

"I told you." You said to him, seeing him sigh.

"Whatever..." Jeongin then nudged you, laughing a bit. "What a way to celebrate six months, huh?"

"Wait, celebrate?" Felix asked, blinking. You nodded, smiling to him.

"Yeah, today is our 6-month anniversary." You said. And instantly, the members froze, looking at each other.

"Oh my god, congrats!" Hyunjin exclaimed, all while Chan stood up, guiding the others out of the dorm.

"I am so sorry for doing this on your anniversary, you guys! We'll leave you alone, now." Chan said, dragging Jisung and Felix behind him.

"I'll make you guys brownies for it later!" Felix exclaimed, Jisung only whining as he was dragged out. And once everyone had cleared the area, you and Jeongin just smiled at each other.

What a way to celebrate six months...

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[too-damn-joji]

SKZ fake texts - he's out with another girl part 3

Your boyfriend has a girl best friend, which should be no big deal except she's weirdly possessive and he doesn't see it.

I am really into the angst right now I'M SO SORRY

I.N, Lee Know, Seungmin

I.N (twist, he's out with YOUR best friend)

Lee Know

Seungmin (I couldn't resist giving him a short and sweet one to finish all the angst off)

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[linopls]

kinktober day thirty

overstimulation jeongin x fem!reader warnings: SMUT MINORS DNI, sex toys, slight bondage, multiple orgasms, p in v, squirting 0.5k words

you’ve vowed to never tease jeongin again.

you had made one joke about a time jeongin didn’t make you finish in front of his friends. granted, you were both exhausted and probably shouldn’t have indulged in anything that night. you both didn’t even fully undress, jeongin had pulled your pj shorts to the side and slid his pants down just enough to free himself. he finished pretty quick and took a second to rest which ended up with him falling asleep inside you.

he just kept going, coaxing orgasm after orgasm out of you.

“innie, its too much!” you whine and tug at his belt that’s tied you to the bed frame. 

“oh,” he snickers. “i thought i didn’t ever make you finish.”

his attention is turned back to your cunt, where he has a vibrator pressed against your clit. his laid on his stomach between your legs as he watches your leaking cunt with awe. 

“no you do, every time! you’re so good in bed, innie! i’m sorry for saying anything.” tears stream down your face and your legs shake like never before.

“no, no, no. i owe you for every time we’ve had sex and you didn’t finish.” 

you feel yourself reaching the edge, could be anywhere from the seventh to hundredth time, you’ve completely lost count. a loud moan erupts from your throat and your thighs tighten around his arm as your release spills onto the sheets below you.

“innie, please, need a break,” you cry, trying to pry him off you with your feet. 

“okay, okay,” he laughs as he turns the vibrator off and sets it on the bed next to you. 

you sigh with relief and try to reground yourself. jeongin props himself up on his knees and reaches to the belt that’s restraining your hands. as he places the belt next to the toy, he soothingly rubs your reddening wrists. 

before you can fully appreciate his comfort, jeongin grabs your hips with his large hands and pulls you down until you're flat on your back. before you can even realize what’s happening, his aching cock is pressing at your entrance and sliding in with one swift motion.

“innie!” you wail, your hands scratching at his forearms.

“what? we’re taking a break from that and doing this!”

with no warning, he begins to drill into you at an insane pace. your head falls back and your back arches off the bed, hands still clawing at his arms. you catch a quick glance at his face and see a smirk painted across his lips. 

you feel another orgasm quickly brewing and before you can even warn him it washes over you. this one more intense than any of the others, if that was even possible. you vision goes white for a second and all your muscles cramp. the squelching sound of jeongin continually pounding into you fills the room alongside a laugh from him. 

“i though i didn’t ever make you finish. and now you’re squirting all over my cock, hmm?” he cackles.

you look down to see remnants of your release shown on jeongin’s jeans, which he has just pulled down enough to free his cock. your face flushes red with embarrassment as your arms come up to cover your face. 

he scoffs and interlocks his hands with yours, pinning them above your head.

“come on baby, give me a couple more.” 

jeongin blurb hehe

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[loooopside]

Bang chan

Bang chaaaAAAN ISTG.

This man is MAJESTIC. MAJESTIC AND BEAUTIFUL UGH AND HE HAS THE AUDACITY TO SAY THAT HE'S NOT??????

*sigh* Just look at hiiiimmmmmm

[moonchild9350]

Stray Kids React-Song Lyrics

Summary: Skz reacting to Megan Thee Stallion's song Broke His Heart!

Pairing: OT8 idol Stray Kids x fab reader

Word Count: 2.6k

Genre: smut, suggestive- 18+ MDNI

Warnings: oral sex (f receiving), use of term babygirl, daddy kink, bondage, suggestion of pegging, fingering (f receiving), cum tasting, dirty talk... I think that's it!

Notes: This is the product of an idea that popped up in my mind while in the car listening to Megan Thee Stallion's new song "Broke His Heart!" Thought it would be a drabble but turned to a fic lol. Lightly edited so please excuse minor mistakes!

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Bangchan Love of my life❣️ Dick me down, slut me out, put it in my ribs Grab my throat and tie up my wrists

He almost spit out his coffee, when he saw your message. He was at the studio with Jisung and Changbin, working with Minho on his part of a song.

“you ok hung?” Changbin asked, concern in his eyes.

“Yep, uh huh, everything’s fine,” Chan replied, blush creeping up his cheeks. You were a menace sending him that. You knew he would have a busy day at work today, he knows you know because he told you this morning, as he pressed a kiss to your lips in goodbye. Clearly, you didn’t get the message and that wouldn’t fly, especially since you embarrassed him in front of the kids.

He picked up his phone to respond to you, trying to keep his face as calm and nonchalant as possible.

Love of my life❣️ What are you doing baby girl, you know daddy’s busy at work.

He didn't have to wait long for your reply, his phone dinging not a second later.

Love of my life❣️ Need you daddy, pussy needs you too. Want you to do what the song says please?

Chan shifted in his seat, his cock twitching at your pleas. He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down. He never live it down if the others saw he was sporting a boner. Oh he was going to dick you down all right. Seems like it was time to teach his baby girl a lesson.

Love of my life❣️ Oh daddy will do anything you ask baby girl U better be ready for when daddy gets home

He was going to have fun with you once he got off, you just had no idea.

Lee Know You both were at a party of a mutual friend. It was packed, everyone lost in the flow of music. You were dancing with Minho, your bodies swaying together. Minho had a firm grip on your waist, your arms were locked around his neck, twirling your fingers in his hair. You were lost in the presence of each other, just the two of you in your own little world.

The song changed to Megan thee stallion, the beat getting faster, along with your movements against Minho. He pulled you closer, his breath hot on your neck as he pressed a kiss against your pulse point. You let out a sigh your favorite part of the song about to come on. Leaning closer to Minho’s ear you whispered the lyrics "dick me down, slut me out, put it in my ribs. Grab my throat and tie up my wrists."

You felt Minho grab your waist harder before sliding his hands down to your ass. He squeezed the flesh causing you to groan. You could feel his cock hardening, filling out his skinny jeans he was wearing. Sneaking a hand down, you palmed his cock, Minho gasping in your ears. He leaned his head back and met his lips with yours, his tongue sliding against yours. He nipped at your bottom lip, and said the words you’d been waiting to hear all night.

“Let’s get out of here kitten, so I can dick you down and treat my kitten how she should be treated.”

Changbin “You can do it. My baby’s got this! 3 more reps!”

You and Changbin were at the gym. You were finishing up your set of bench presses, Changbin was spotting you and being you hype man. Letting out a grunt, you finished your last rep before Changbin helped you rack the weights. You got up and grabbed some water, smiling at your boyfriend. He went to sit down to start his reps, when the song playing on the speakers changed.

Your eyes lit up and you started dancing, as the song playing was your favorite. Changbin just sat and watched you, a smile on his face, always happy to see you happy. But then you gave him a look before sauntering over to him. You bent over, presenting your ass to him, leaving nothing to the imagination as your tight workout leggings hugged every part of your hips and legs. You wiggled your ass for him as the lyrics “dick me down, slut me out, put it in my ribs. Grab my throat and tie up my wrists" played.

Changbin grabbed your ass as it jiggled, giving your left cheek a smack. He quickly pulled your leggings and panties down, spreading your cheeks apart before diving into your pussy. He ate you out like a man starved, as you continued to wiggle your ass for him, your pussy clenching over nothing from the vibrations from his moans. He fucked your walls with his tongue, as he brought his fingers down to rub your clit in tight circles. You felt your high approaching, fucking yourself on his tongue and face. As the next part of the song blared, “I’ma buss it on his face, leave it on his lips,” you let out a loud moan as you hit your release, your arousal drenching Changbin’s face.

You continued to grind on his face, riding out your high as he licked up every drop of your arousal. Changbin leaned back and pulled your panties and leggings back up before standing up and spinning you around to face him. You watched as he licked his fingers clean. Without saying another word, he grabbed his bag and yours, and grabbing your hand pulled you after him, making his way back to your shared apartment. It was only once you both made it to the elevator when he said, “Don’t worry bunny, I’ll tie you up real good and fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk.”

Smirking at your boyfriend, you hoped that what he said was not a threat but a promise.

Hyunjin Hyunjin giggled as he watched you swat at a bee, your face scrunched up in disdain at the little insect. You waved your hand one more time, hoping the bee would decide to fly away and leave you alone once more with your boyfriend. Hyunjin swatted at the bee himself, helping you out, and finally the little bee flew away to go bother someone else.

You sighed in relief before swatting at your boyfriend. “Why’d you laugh, that was scary. You know I hate bugs!”

Hyunjin just continued to laugh, tears starting to prickle his eyes. “Babe you just looked so funny and cute, I couldn’t help it!”

You pouted and crossed your arms, looking away from Hyunjin giving him the silent treatment. It didn’t last long though as he came and hugged you from behind, resting his head on your shoulder.

“Forgive me babe?” He whined, pressing soft kisses on your neck and shoulder.

You sighed. You could never stay mad at Hyunjin for long. You grabbed your phone to play some music while Hyunjin continued to hold you close, pressing wet kisses on your shoulder every now and then. You relaxed in his hold as the music drifted through the air. Everything was peaceful and fine before “Broke his Heart” started playing.

As the song went on, you could feel Hyunjin’s shaky breath on your skin. His kisses became longer and wetter, before he bite at your shoulder causing you to moan. He grasped your breast, massaging them in his hands, little sighs leaving your lips with each touch. The lyric “dick me down, slut me out, put it in my ribs. Grab my throat and tie up my wrists,” played out causing Hyunjin to groan out. Thankfully, no one else was around to hear him.

“Hyunjin,” you whined out. You could feel your arousal soak your panties as you imagined Hyunjin pining you down and fucking you hard until you couldn’t walk.

Hyunjin knew exactly what you wanted, as he quickly untangled himself from you and gathered the picnic supplies. He didn’t think he could last until you both got home. The car would have to do. Hopefully no one else is around, but he secretly hoped there would be others present, so they could hear how good he was fucking his girl.

Felix Felix was doing a live, talking about the difference between a fork and a spoon, causing Stays to chuckle and make fun of his confusion. He was having fun, speaking from the heart. Lives with Stays was his favorite after all. Little did he know, you were watching at home, snuggled up in his bed.

He looked so cute and innocent, discussing what he ate for dinner last night and if Stays wanted to watch him do another mukbang one day. You decided to spice things up. Grabbing your phone, you opened the message app and pulling up your chat with Felix. You typed out a little message for your boyfriend, smirking as you pressed send. Setting your phone down, you trained your eyes back on him, watching his expression through the screen.

Felix looked at his phone, noticing a notification from you. He opened up the message

Honey bun Dick me down, slut me out, put it in my ribs. Grab my throat and tie up my wrists.

Felix’s eyes bulged, his pupils enlarging. He looked at the camera before giving a small smile. You knew that smile was for you and that made you giggle with amusement. Before long, your phone dinged, signaling Felix had responded.

Fried chicken🐥 You’re killing me babe. I’ll dick you down, don’t worry Can’t leave my baby needy Get the rope ready, I’ll be home soon

You smiled as you set up and watched him end the live. You knew you had about 20 minutes before he would be home. You gathered the rope, and a towel before stripping down to wait for your love. It would be ok to get a head start…right?

Han You were at Jisung’s dorm, watching tv with him and the boys. Somehow you guys got to talking about music videos and which were the best. You suggested any music video by your favorite artist, besides them of course. Everyone instantly became excited, leading to Chan pulling up YouTube and typing in the artist. He clicked on the first video that popped up, everyone sitting back and listening as the fast beats filled the room.

You noticed Han squirming as the song progressed, a little pout on his face as he listened to the lyrics. You looked down as he brought his hand to rest on your upper thigh, giving it a squeeze. He was hard, cock filling out his sweat pants that he was wearing. He shifted every now and then to get as comfortable as he could. Jisung let out a loud whine when he heard the lyrics “dick me down, slut me out, put it in my ribs. Grab my throat and tie up my wrists” his cock twitching at the prospect.

You grinned and pressed kisses up and down his jaw before capturing his lips in yours, little whimpers leaving his mouth. You withdrew and noticed seven other pairs of eyes on you two. Grinning you grabbed Jisung’s hands before pulling him up.

“Sorry boys but it looks like I need to take care of Sungie.” They all groaned at your statement, getting up and making their way to the door, no one wanting to be present. Jisung blushed, not at the prospect of his members knowing what was about to happen but because he knew he was about to get fucked within an inch of his life by his sweet baby.

Seungmin You were cuddling with Seungmin, arms and legs all tangled up together. He kept making out with you, your lips all red and swollen from the attention. He wanted to get you all nice and pliant for him so he could ruin you. He undressed you slowly, watching as you squirmed at his touch.

He pushed your legs up and out, your lips glistening with your arousal. Taking his fingers, he swiped through your folds, gathering the slick that was pooling there before bringing them to his lips to taste. You moaned as you watched him lick his fingers clean before he started to undress.

You reached out to him, wanting to be close. He grinned at your actions, not giving him but teasing you some more as he flicked your nipple, then rolled the bud between his fingers. You were at your wits end, as he had been teasing you for over an hour now.

You looked Seungmin in the eyes before saying “dick me down, slut me out, put it in my ribs. Grab my throat and tie up my wrists.” Quoting a song you had been listening to earlier in the day. You wanted him to be rough with you today, wanting him to do what was said in the song.

Seungmin raised his eyebrow while looking at you. “Want me to tie you up pup?” He said, leaning down close to your ear. “Want me to choke you while I fuck you hard? Have you screaming under me as I slut you out, huh pup?”

You moaned at his words, wrapping your arms around his neck and canting your hips up to gain some friction against your core.

“That’s my pup,” Seungmin said before grabbing some rope from the bedside table. As he proceeded to tie each wrist to the headboard he said, “Let’s see how much my pup can really take.”

Jeongin Jeongin had been playing video games for most of the day now. You could hear him swear every now and then and yell at whoever he was playing with. You assumed his team was losing, because his voice raised octave by octave within 10 minutes. He had ignored you and that was not ok.

You needed your boyfriend. You just needed to come up with a plan on how to get his attention. You paced the floors, trying to come up with an idea to distract your boyfriend. You had just rounded the corner when you got an idea, making your way immediately to your shared bedroom.

Jeongin did not even notice you there, too caught up in his game. You rummaged through your draws before finding what you were looking for. A lingerie set that he said was his favorite. You fluffed your hair after changing and made your way back to your room and sat on the bed.

Jeongin still didn’t look up. That’s ok thought because you had another trick up your sleeve. You grabbed your phone and turned on some music, picking a song that had just came out a few days ago that you couldn’t stop playing. You turned up the volume, not carrying if his teammates could hear it and walked over to him. You sat in his lap, startling him. He looked you up and down, his eyes wide. You smirked, happy that you were successful at getting his attention.

Jeongin said goodbye to his teammates making up an excuse that he had to feed the cat. You chuckled at that, since it was a lame excuse, as you guys definitely didn’t have a cat.

“Baby, what is this?” He asked, wrapping his arms around you as he eyes your breast all but popping out the top.

“Just needed some attention from you Innie. Missed you all day,” you purred out.

Jeongin clicked his tongue as the lyrics “dick me down, slut me out, put it in my ribs. Grab my throat and tie up my wrists” played. He tightened his hold on you before getting up and walking across the room. He tossed you on the bed, a yelp leaving your mouth.

“You wanted my attention baby? Well now you have it. Don’t cry when I fuck you so hard, you’ll be feeling me for days.”

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[sheerfreesia007]

Love in the Club

Pairing: Jeongin x Reader

Word count: 1,871

Content warnings: Fluff, alcohol, drinking, club scene

Summary: You’re out at a club with the boys and are their designated driver along with Chan. As the boys continue to drink Jeongin grows clingier and clingier with you much to your surprise.

Pabos: Fools, Noona: Older sister

The flashing lights bounce off the walls of the club as music pounds through the speakers as you sit in the VIP lounge area with Chan at a high top table. You shift in your seat and lean your elbows on the table you’re sitting at before turning to Chan who’s splayed out in the chair right next to you as he lazily looks around the club before turning his head to you noticing you watching him. He grins at you before leaning over towards you with an amused look in his eyes that makes you smile warmly at him knowing that he’s going to be a goof with you.

“Thank you for being my co-designated driver tonight.” he says gratefully to you and you laugh loudly at his words. “I don’t know what I would do if I had to wrangle all these pabos by myself.” he said knowingly and you laugh loudly once more as you nod your head.

“We’re definitely going to have our hands full tonight.” you tell him in agreement as your eyes dart around the club trying to spot the rest of the boys that you came here with tonight. You spot Felix, Hyunjin and Minho dancing on the dance floor in a sort of triangle formation as they face each other. Each one of them is doing different dance moves, one after the other almost as if they were watching each other’s moves. “Are they having a dance battle?” you ask incredulously before bursting out in laughter as Felix over exaggerates one of his dance moves causing Minho and Hyunjin to boo at him before laughing with each other.

“They’re trying out for the next Step Up movie.” Chan jokes and you burst out in amused laughter as the two of you watch the trio on the dance floor. When you watch them all cheer and throw their hands up in victory you shake your head before looking around the club for the other four men you came in with. 

You’re searching the rest of the club looking from end to the other end before you spot them at the bar. Rolling your eyes you watch as first Han and Seungmin take a shot and then they both start talking really fast or rather rapping really fast from the looks of it. When they’re done rapping Seungmin throws his hands up in victory as Jeongin and Changbin cheer while Han pouts. You then watch as Jeongin and Changbin take a shot and then begin rapping as well against each other. Shaking your head you laugh at their crazy game before focusing on them to see who wins the match between Changbin and Jeongin. When Changbin crows loudly and Jeongin scowls at him darkly you shake your head knowing the Maknae was either going to sulk for the rest of the night or become a complete menace for everyone else.

“Maknaes are competitive tonight.” Chan says knowingly and you chuckle at his words.

“When are they not?” you ask him and he laughs along with you while nodding his head in agreement. You smile softly as you watch Seungmin share a shot with Jeongin before cheering loudly as Changbin rolls his eyes at the two younger men. Just then Seungmin says something in Jeongin’s ear and the younger man is whipping his head quickly towards you before grinning widely when his eyes connect with yours. He swiftly lifts his hand and waves at you which makes Chan scoff and then laugh at his youngest group member while you raise your hand to wave back at Jeongin. You shake your head at the man before turning back to Chan who’s grinning widely. “What?” you asked him as you raised one of your eyebrows at him and he quickly shook his head at you. 

“Nothing, nothing.” Chan said while raising his hands in faux surrender as he chuckled softly. You could tell when Chan was hiding something and he was definitely giving off those vibes right now, so you started to lean towards him as he widened his eyes while staring at you. 

But just as you were about to open your mouth and ask him what he knew there’s a presence at your side that caught your attention. You turned your head to the side and saw Jeongin standing there glaring at Chan silently before turning to you with a wounded look morphing on his face. You’re a little surprised that Jeongin has been able to move so quickly without alerting you but you figure since Seungmin caught you watching them Jeongin would no doubt make his way to your side.

“Noona, why are you over here with Channie hyung. You should be over there with me.” he whines softly to you and your eyes widen at his words as you hear Chan begin to laugh at the younger man’s antics. You smile softly at Jeongin as he shifts closer to you giving you pleading eyes as his lower lip juts out prettily catching your attention as your eyes dart down to it and linger there for a few moments.

“Innie, baby, someone has to stay sober to make sure you all don’t get into trouble.” you coo at him softly and he smiles dreamily at you while shifting even closer until he’s pressed up against your side. You’re surprised by how affectionate and close he’s being, he normally doesn’t like to get this close to anyone and while you have noticed that he likes being only a smidge closer to you than most of the other guys he still isn’t one for close proximity. He likes his space, so for him to be pressed up against you surprises you. Your eyes dart over to Chan to see if he’s noticed Jeongin’s closeness and you spot Chan staring at the two of you with keen eyes as he rests his chin on his fist on the table.

“You feeling good Innie?” Chan asks teasingly and you watch amused as Jeongin glares at Chan for a moment before turning back to you. Your eyes connect with his again and you can see the glassy look in them making you realize that he’s probably drunk right now and you start to understand why he’s so affectionate right now. He’s cute when he’s drunk and let his guard down around you.

“Nooooooooona” Jeongin drawls out as he rests his head on your shoulder and you chuckle softly at him before brushing back the hair on his forehead.

“I’m here Innie.” you tell him fondly and he smiles before nuzzling his face into your neck.

“I like it when you call me that.” Jeongin says softly to you and you’re the only one who hears it before you smile down at him. He’s now fully leaning into you and you wrap an arm low around his waist just to be able to keep your balance on your chair.

“You alright Innie? You’re not feeling sick are you?” you ask worriedly as he nuzzles into your neck once more before laying his face on chest while his arms wrap around your middle.

“Are you worried about me Noona?” he asks delightedly as he looks up at you.

“Always worried about you.” you respond without thinking and Jeongin grins widely before turning his face into your chest.

“Does that mean that you’ll take care of me tonight?” he asks hopefully suddenly and you chuckle softly at his question as you lean away slightly to look down at him but Jeongin keeps close to you as he presses his face into your skin. You look over at Chan and see that he’s smirking softly at the Maknae while his eyes dance with amusement at the man’s antics, his chin is still resting on his fist on the table and you can see that Chan is having way too much fun watching this all unfold.

“I’m pretty sure Chan is gonna drive you home since you live with him.” you tell Jeongin and he suddenly begins to shake his head with disagreement while a loud high pitched whine escapes his mouth. You laugh at his silly antics while Chan grins widely before chuckling softly, it’s only when Jeongin hears Chan’s chuckle that he lifts his head and glares at the older man which surprises you.

“No, I want you to take care of me Noona.” Jeongin whines softly as he turns back to look at you and you groan softly as you watch him widen his eyes and pout prettily at you. You look at him with a look of disbelief on your face and Jeongin whines again as he shifts back into your embrace.

“Fine, fine I’ll take care of you tonight.” you say quickly to appease the younger man. You knew that if you didn’t agree to what he wanted he would just whine for the rest of the night and that would make all of them miserable including you. Jeongin grins widely up at you while tightening his hold on you and nuzzling back into your neck which makes you flinch away slightly and Jeongin lets you a delighted chuckle at your response to him.

“Good, only take care of me tonight. No one else. I don’t want to share the love of my life with anyone else.” he admits happily to you before he pecks a quick kiss onto your lips then burying his face into your neck. You feel your eyes widen to large saucers while Chan chokes on the water that he just took a sip from before he’s gasping and laughing in shocked amusement. Jeongin ignores Chan as he continues to nuzzle his face into your neck and you’re left there to accept his clinging movements as your mind races with the knowledge that Jeongin just called you the love of his life and kissed you. You stare at Chan who’s still trying to catch his breath as he coughs but his eyes sparkle with delight and amusement at your predicament, it only takes you a second to understand that this is what Chan was hiding before.

“Oh he’s gonna hurt tomorrow if he’s bold enough to kiss and confess to you right now.” Chan says in awed acknowledgement and you balk at him quietly.

“Wait, it’s not just him being drunk?” you ask unsure and Chan smiles fondly at you while shaking his head.

“He’s been in love with you for years, Noona.” Chan says softly and you gasp softly just as Jeongin presses a sweet kiss to the base of your neck. Chan smirks softly after seeing Jeongin do that before his eyes dart up to yours. “Looks like you two have a lot to talk about tomorrow huh?” he says teasingly and you feel your face heat up with embarrassment and delight at knowing Jeongin was in love with you. You hadn’t given yourself permission to even think that he’d be interested in you but after tonight you think you can finally let yourself feel the love you’ve been harboring for him. You grin widely as you feel Jeongin let out a soft huff of air before nuzzling his face further into your neck.

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Hi! First of all I *love* your guidelines. I’m just recently getting into Stray Kids and while I will read smut about 2D men, smut about real people is off putting to me, so that was really cool to see. Anyway, I love love love your angsty shots. They’re so good! Could I put in a request? I was thinking like how they would all react like, they were out on a date and paparazzi get too aggressive with Y/N and it causes her to get hurt? (I had a dream where I was on a date with Bangchan and we were trying to get into the back of a car and once I got in a paparazzi went to the other side of the car and yanked me out and Bangchan was BIG mad at them, especially cause when I fell out of the car I broke my wrist from landing on it) ANYWAY SORRY FOR THE RANT I’m just big in my feelings about these guys now and since it’s just new I know I’m in for a ride. Thank you!

When Paparazzi Gets Too Violent

OT8 x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Slight cussing

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Bang Chan

The night had started off perfectly- just you and Chan enjoying a cozy dinner in a quiet restaurant. It had been a while since you two had some time to unwind, since he had been busy with a comeback, and he looked so relieved to just be in your company. You loved watching him let down his guard, his tired eyes softening as he smiled at you across the table.

But the peace didn’t last long.

As soon as you both stepped out onto the street, the flashing lights and swarm of paparazzi descended. You heard your boyfriend let out a deafening sigh.

"Let's just get to the car," Chan whispered, his hand firm on the small of your back as he tried to guide you through the crowd of photographers, questions flying at both of you.

Despite his calm facade, you could feel his body tense under the pressure, his jaw clenching tighter each time someone shoved forward for a shot. You could tell he was on edge, trying so hard to keep his cool.

But then it happened.

You were just about to step into the safety of the car when a paparazzo grabbed you by the arm and yanked you backward. The sudden force threw you off balance, and before you knew it, you were crashing to the pavement. The pain in your wrist was immediate and sharp as you braced yourself on the concrete. The gasp you let out sent Chan into a rage.

"Y/N!" His voice was frantic as he rushed to your side, but the second his eyes landed on the man who had pulled you, something dark flickered across his face.

Bang Chan was not one to lose his temper. He was the leader, the level-headed one, but seeing you hurt because of someone else’s carelessness was his breaking point.

He stood, stepping between you and the crowd, his entire posture shifting from protective to menacing in the blink of an eye. "What the hell do you think you’re doing?!" His voice was low and dangerous, and you could see the tension in his fists, knuckles white as he held himself back from doing something drastic.

The paparazzo who had grabbed you shrunk back under his icy glare, but the cameras kept flashing, people still trying to get closer.

Chan shoved him back, hard. "Get. Away. From her."

It was only when he heard your voice again, a weak "Chan, I'm okay…" that he turned his attention back to you, his anger melting instantly into concern. His eyes softened as he knelt down beside you, his hands gentle as they reached for your wrist.

"Does it hurt?" he asked, his voice shaky, filled with guilt. "I’m so sorry. I should’ve-"

You shook your head, biting back the pain, not wanting to make him feel worse. "It's not your fault."

But he wasn’t having any of it. "We’re going to the hospital," he said firmly, scooping you up into his arms as if you weighed nothing. "And I swear, I' won’t let them get away with this. I'm ruining that bastard. "

Lee Know

You and Minho were just trying to enjoy a quiet evening stroll through the park- nothing fancy, just some much-needed alone time. Minho had been busy lately, so this was your chance to reconnect, to talk, to be close. The air was crisp, the city lights reflecting off the pond as you held hands, walking slowly. It was a short escape.

Paparazzi had a way of ruining even the quietest moments. You didn’t notice them at first, but Minho did. His grip on your hand tightened subtly, his gaze shifting as they began to close in, cameras ready, questions already being flung at both of you.

He didn’t say anything- just kept walking, his jaw set, but you could feel the tension in his steps, the way his body became a shield between you and them.

"Ignore them," he muttered under his breath, pulling you a little closer. His voice was calm, almost icy. Minho never gave them the satisfaction of a reaction.

But then one of the paparazzo's got too close- pushing past Minho to get a better shot of you. The sudden shove caused you to lose your footing, and before you could even process what was happening, you were on the ground, a sharp pain shooting through your knee.

You winced, your hands instinctively reaching for your leg, but before you could even say a word, Minho was already in motion.

He froze, his eyes narrowing in on the photographer who had knocked you down. The air around him seemed to grow colder, his usual composed demeanor unraveling in the blink of an eye. "Are you out of your mind?"

His voice was so calm it was terrifying.

Minho’s eyes were dark as he stepped toward the paparazzo, and though he wasn’t yelling, the quiet, seething rage in his voice made everyone around stop in their tracks. "You’ve got five seconds to leave before I make you regret it."

The man stammered, backing away, but Minho didn’t even spare him another glance as he knelt down next to you, his hands surprisingly gentle as they inspected your scraped knee.

"Does it hurt?" he asked, his tone soft and completely different from the menacing one he used just moments before.

You nodded, wincing as he brushed some of the dirt off your skin. "It’s just a scratch though, I'll be okay."

His eyes softened, though you could still see the anger simmering beneath the surface. "I’m sorry," he whispered, more to himself than to you. "The night's ruined now..."

You shook your head, knowing it wasn’t his fault, but Minho wasn’t easily reassured. He stood, lifting you in his arms as he headed toward the car. "Let’s go home. I’m not letting you out of my sight again."

Changbin

Being with Changbin was always full of fun, laughter, and energy. Tonight was no different as you both walked hand-in-hand down the street after attending an small festival and grabbing a bit to eat. The air was light, and Changbin was chatting animatedly about music, making you giggle as he recounted a funny story from practice earlier.

But the night took a turn for the worse when you two were spotted. At first, it was just a few cameras, nothing unusual. Changbin was good at staying composed in these situations, but tonight, the crowd of photographers seemed to multiply within seconds, blocking your path as they shoved their cameras in your faces.

Changbin’s expression shifted instantly, his playful smile fading as he moved protectively in front of you. "Stay behind me," he muttered, his voice low and firm.

You did as he said, gripping his arm as he tried to push through the crowd, but the paparazzi weren’t letting up. One of them shoved past Changbin, aiming for a close-up shot, and in the process, they knocked into you hard.

You stumbled backward, tripping over the uneven pavement and hitting your head against the side of a parked car. The impact sent a sharp pain through your skull, and you gasped, your hand flying to your head as you tried to steady yourself.

That was all it took for Changbin to snap.

His usually calm and playful demeanor was gone, replaced by a burning fury that made everyone around stop in their tracks. "What the hell do you think you’re doing?!" His voice boomed through the crowd as he stormed toward the man who had hurt you.

Changbin wasn’t usually one to raise his voice in anger, but when he did, it was enough to make even the bravest person shrink back. The photographer stammered, trying to backpedal, but Changbin was already in his face, his fists clenched as he loomed over him.

"You touch her again, and I swear-"

"Changbin," you called out softly, trying to bring him back to reality as you cradled your head. "I’m okay…"

Hearing your voice, he snapped out of it, his expression softening instantly as he rushed back to your side. "Are you hurt? Let me see."

His hands trembled slightly as he gently brushed your hair away from your face, his eyes filled with guilt and concern. "I’m so sorry," he whispered, his voice cracking.

You shook your head, trying to reassure him. "It’s not your fault."

But Changbin wasn’t convinced. He helped you into the car, his jaw still clenched as he muttered, "I’m never letting them get near you again."

Hyunjin

Hyunjin had always been good at keeping his emotions in check when the paparazzi were involved, but tonight they seemed particularly aggressive. You two had just finished a late-night art gallery visit, one of Hyunjin’s favorite ways to unwind, when the paparazzi caught wind of your location.

At first, Hyunjin tried to ignore them, his arm securely around your waist as you both headed toward the car. "Don’t look at them," he whispered, his voice calm but with an edge of anxiety. He hated the way they intruded on your private moments. Especially when you weren't too keen about having your face all over the internet.

But as you got closer to the car, the crowd surged forward, one of the photographers getting too close. In the rush, someone shoved you hard from behind, causing you to trip and fall forward. You reached out trying to grab Hyunjin- accidentally bringing him down with you, which caused the cameras to snap even more. Hyunjin had somehow landed on top of you; while you landed awkwardly on your elbow, pain shooting up your arm as you let out a soft cry.

Hyunjin had already gotten up but upon hearing your cry his entire body froze. His gaze shot down to where you were on the ground, and for a moment, he didn’t move, the shock registering on his face. Then, something snapped.

His eyes blazed as he turned to the photographer who had caused your fall, his usually soft expression darkening with anger. "Why the hell would you think it's okay to get rough?!" he spat, his voice shaking with fury. Hyunjin wasn’t one to yell, but the way his voice trembled with suppressed rage was even more terrifying.

He stalked toward the man, his entire body tense as if he was ready to lash out at any moment. "Do you have any idea what you’ve done?" His voice was quiet, but the threat in his tone was unmistakable.

The photographer backed away, stammering apologies, but Hyunjin wasn’t listening. His focus was on you now, his anger dissipating the second he saw you holding your elbow in pain.

"Y/N…" He knelt down beside you, his hands hovering over your arm as if he was afraid to touch you in case he made it worse. "Where does it hurt, love? I’m so sorry…I didn’t see them coming towards you, it's my fault.”

You winced, trying to smile through the pain. "I’ll be okay."

But Hyunjin wasn’t having any of it. "We’re going to get your elbow checked out." he said firmly, his voice still shaking as he helped you to your feet. "And then we'll deal with the idiot who pushed you."

Jisung

Jisung had always been protective of you, but he wasn’t one to confront others unless he absolutely had to. Tonight, however, the situation forced his hand.

You and Jisung were leaving a small café after a quiet date, enjoying the peace that came with being together without people around. But that peace was shattered when a swarm of cameras appeared out of nowhere, crowding around you both as you tried to make your way back to the car.

At first, Jisung tried to keep it together. His grip on your hand tightened as he led you through the mass of flashing cameras and shouted questions. His heartbeat raced, anxiety bubbling in his chest as he tried to remain calm for your sake. You could easily tell he was anxious by the way his hand shook in yours.

But then it happened.

One of the photographers got too close, bumping into you as she shoved her camera forward. The force of it sent you stumbling, your knee hitting the ground hard as you let out a sharp cry of pain.

Panic surged through Jisung. His breath caught in his throat, and for a moment, he froze, his wide eyes darting between you and the crowd around you. He wanted to lash out, wanted to yell, but his anxiety made his words catch in his throat.

Instead, he knelt down beside you, his trembling hands hovering over your injured knee. "Y/N, are you okay?" His voice wavered, the fear and guilt evident in his tone.

You winced, trying to smile through the pain. "I think I’m okay, just a bit scraped up."

Jisung’s mind raced. He knew he should say something, do something, but his usual anxious thoughts were louder than ever. What if he made it worse? What if he couldn’t protect you?

But then he saw the look on your face- how you were trying so hard to stay strong even though you were in pain -and something in him snapped. His fear was replaced by a surge of protective anger.

Jisung stood up, his usually anxious eyes hardening as he faced the paparazzi. His voice was shaky, but there was an unmistakable edge to it. "Back off," he said, his voice barely louder than a whisper, but firm. "You’ve done enough."

The paparazza who had bumped into you tried to offer an apology, but Jisung wasn’t listening. His focus was solely on you as he crouched back down, gently helping you to your feet. His hands were still shaking, but his grip was steady as he held you close.

"I’m so sorry," he whispered, his eyes glistening with guilt and worry. "I should’ve done more."

You shook your head, placing a hand on his cheek. "It’s not your fault, Jisung. I’m okay. And there isn't much you can do about them."

But Jisung wasn’t convinced. He gently wrapped an arm around your waist, helping you limp toward the car. His voice was quiet, filled with an anxiety-fueled promise. "I’ll protect you better next time, I swear. I won’t let them hurt you."

As you both reached the safety of the car, Jisung finally let out the breath he had been holding, pulling you into a tight hug. His body trembled slightly, but his arms were firm around you, as if he was holding onto you for dear life.

"I love you," he whispered, his voice barely audible, but filled with sincerity. "I’m never letting this happen again. Never."

Felix

Felix had always been the softest, sweetest soul you’d ever met, but even the kindest person had their limits. Tonight, you found out exactly what that limit was.

You and Felix were on your way to a late-night movie when the paparazzi caught wind of your date. It started with a few photographers, nothing Felix couldn’t handle. He just kept you close, his hand in yours, trying to keep the mood light as you both walked toward the theater. If anything, some cute and candid photos of his love for you would be broadcasted to the world. Nothing too bad about that, right?

But then the crowd started to grow, and they weren’t just taking pictures- they were yelling questions, getting closer and closer with each step. Felix’s grip on your hand tightened, his steps growing faster as he tried to get you away from them.

"Just ignore them," he whispered, his usual bright demeanor gone as he focused on getting you to safety.

But then, in the chaos, one of the photographers reached out, grabbing your shoulder to pull you back for a better shot. The force of it caused you to stumble, your ankle twisting painfully as you cried out in surprise.

That was when everything changed.

That limit was reached.

Felix’s usually bright eyes darkened, a storm brewing behind them as he turned on the photographer who had dared to touch you. You had never seen him like this- his entire body radiated fury as he stepped toward the man, his voice low and dangerous.

"Touch her again, and I swear to God, I'll end you." Felix’s voice was a quiet snarl, each word laced with venom. He didn’t have to yell to be terrifying. The photographer shrank back, clearly not expecting this reaction from the usually soft-spoken Felix.

But Felix didn’t stop there. He took a step closer, his eyes narrowing. "You think you can just push her around like that?" His voice trembled with rage, his fists clenched at his sides as he held himself back from doing something he might regret.

Despite Felix’s usually soft-spoken nature, tonight, seeing you hurt pushed him beyond his breaking point. The paparazzo who had shoved you continued to cower as Felix approached him, his eyes blazing with a fury that you had never seen before.

No one had, really. You now understood why the members had once said Felix might have been the scariest one of them all, when he was truly angry.

"You think this is a game?" Your fiancé's voice was low, almost a whisper, but it was filled with a deadly calm that sent chills down your spine. His usually gentle demeanor had been replaced by something darker, more dangerous.

The paparazzi stuttered an apology, backing away, but Felix didn’t move. He took another step closer, his fists clenched at his sides. "You don’t get to touch her," he growled, his voice barely above a whisper but carrying an unmistakable threat. "You crossed a line, and that was a huge mistake."

The photographer muttered an apology, scurrying away, but Felix wasn’t interested in anything he had to say. He turned back to you, his expression softening instantly as he saw you clutching your ankle.

"Oh, love," he whispered, his voice full of guilt and concern as he crouched down beside you. "I don't know how I got blessed with someone like you. The fact you put up with all of this is insane."

He helped you up. "Is your ankle, okay?"

"Yeah, I think I just landed on it weird I'll be fine..." Your voice was a bit shaky- not because you were in pain but because an angry Felix was...scary, to say the least. "I can walk- woah!"

Felix scooped you up into his arms effortlessly, the pure rush of adrenaline giving him a strength that you figured could rival Changbin's in the moment. His eyes still blazed with anger as he shot a look towards the rest of the paparazzi who left without another word. "They'll never bother us again." he promised, his calm. "I swear."

Seungmin

Seungmin was always calm under pressure, the voice of reason when things got chaotic. But even he had times where his rationale would fly out the window.

You and Seungmin were walking through the streets after dinner, enjoying a date night together when the paparazzi found you.

Or someone else for that matter. As you two quickly realized they were focused on a different idol who had happened to be in the same area. So, Seungmin just kept his arm around you, his posture relaxed, guiding you through around crowd without a word- without so much as a look to the cameras.

And you almost got away.

That was until more photographers joined in, pushing and shoving to get closer, to the other idol. Seungmin’s calm demeanor began to slip. He tightened his hold on you, his eyes flickering with irritation as he tried to get you through the growing crowd.

"Just pay no mind," he muttered, his voice low, but you could hear the tension in it.

You nodded, staying close to him as you reached the end of the crowded space- but then another swarm of the pap came in and in the midst of chaos, someone pushed you from behind, causing you to stumble and fall against the pavement. Your hands hit the ground hard, scraping your palms as you let out a small whine, trying to get up but nearly stampeded in the process.

That was when Seungmin snapped.

His usually calm eyes darkened as he turned on the photographer who had pushed you, his entire body radiating fury. "What the hell is wrong with you?" His voice was low and controlled, but the anger in it was unmistakable.

One of the paparazza's turned to see Seungmin, who in the middle of the commotion had somehow lost his hat.

Seungmin wasn’t the type to raise his voice, but the way he looked at the photographer made everyone around stop in their tracks for a second. The woman stammered, trying to back away, but Seungmin wasn’t letting her off easily.

But the second the words left his mouth, he felt the cool breeze ruffle his hair and he knew he made a mistake. He mutter a curse under his breath and he rushed to your side blocking you from the paparazzi as their cameras started flashing in his direction. His hands were gentle as they reached for yours, inspecting the scrapes on your palms. "Are you okay?" he asked softly, his voice full of guilt.

You nodded. "I’ll be fine."

"I'm sorry I drew attention to us." He murmured.

"It's okay."

But Seungmin's mood was ruined. He helped you to your feet, his eyes still flickering with anger as he glared at the paparazzi over his shoulder. "No pictures." he said firmly, his voice trembling with barely restrained fury as he guided you to where he had parked the car. It was no use, since they never listened. But he continued chanting it as he hid your face.

"I'm sorry, Y/N." He said once more. "They're the fucking worst."

Jeongin

You and Jeongin had been trying to enjoy a quiet day out, just the two of you exploring the city. He’d been excited to show you some of his favorite spots, and the day had been perfect, but the inevitable happened.

Jeongin tensed the moment he saw the cameras approaching, his hand tightening around yours as he tried to keep his cool. "Just stay close," he whispered, his voice calm but a little shaky. "It hasn't happened to me yet but sometimes they can get rough..."

You could tell he was nervous, but he did his best to protect you, stepping in front of you as the photographers got closer. They started snapping pictures, throwing questions at you both, but Jeongin just kept walking, his arm securely around you.

But then one of the paparazzi got too close, pushing past Jeongin to get a better shot of you. The sudden shove knocked you off balance, and you tripped over the curb, falling hard onto the pavement. You cried out as you landed on your tailbone.

Damn that hurts.

You felt blood seeping on the back of your leg too, a shard of glass seeming to have cut through your pant and wounded your thigh.

Jeongin froze, his eyes wide with shock as he saw you on the ground and the bit of blood. For a moment, he didn’t know what to do, his usual calm demeanor slipping as panic set in. "Y/N…" he whispered, his voice trembling as he crouched down beside you.

"Where are you bleeding from?" he asked, his hands hovering over you as if he was too scared to touch you, afraid of making it worse.

You winced, in annoyance, since the fall was painful but not unbearable. "I think that there was a broken bottle..."

Jeongin’s eyes filled with guilt as he glanced back at the paparazzi, his usually soft expression hardening for just a moment. He wasn’t the type to get angry easily in front of you, but seeing you hurt because of someone else’s carelessness made something inside him snap.

He stood up, turning to face the photographer with a look of quiet fury. "You shouldn’t have done that," he muttered, his voice low and steady, but there was a fire in his eyes that you had never seen before. "Get away now before I call the police on all of you."

When the paparazzi didn't listen his voice raised.

"I SAID LEAVE!" His voice was sharp and threatening. So much so the group immediately dissipated.

He quickly turned his attention back to you after making sure everyone was gone, his hands trembling slightly as he helped you up. "I’m so sorry…" he whispered, his voice thick with guilt as he wrapped an arm around you. "I didn't think they would do that..."

You shook your head, trying to reassure him. "It’s not your fault, Innie."

Jeongin frowned, pulling you closer to him. "Next time we can bring one of the Hyungs. Then I can protect you better."

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