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Reconciling Comfort: pt.2 of Stray Kids' reactions to their S/O refusing a hug
Part 1 -> Rejected Embraces and Heavy Hearts
Bang Chan
The apartment feels oddly still as you stare at your phone, debating how to text him. Youâd assumed Chris had gone to the studio like he planned, leaving the tense air of the argument behind to clear his head. You hate how things were left, hate the way his face crumpled as he turned away.
Finally, you decide to get up. While typing out a message you walk to your living room but out of the corner of your eye you see a silhouette sitting on the couch. Your heart jumps as you glance up.
Your boyfriend is sitting there, headphones on, his laptop balanced on his knees. His brow is furrowed in concentration, his fingers tapping away at the keyboard.
The sight startles you. âChris?â you blurt out, breaking the silence.
He looks up sharply, pulling his headphones off with one swift motion. âOhâhey,â he says, his voice soft, almost hesitant. âI didnât mean to scare you.â
You blink, still processing his presence. âI thought you went to the studio. Why are you still here?â
He rubs the back of his neck, glancing away sheepishly. âI didnât want to go in case⊠you wanted to talk to me.â His words come out rushed, like heâs second-guessing every syllable. âBut if you donât â if you want me to leave, I understand. Iâll go right nowâ.â
He immediatly closed his laptop, as if to pack up, but you stopped him with a quick shake of your hand. âNonono, Iâm glad you stayed,â you said, moving to sit beside him.
âIâm sorry,â you say softly, your voice heavy with sincerity. âIâm sorry for hurting you. I know physical affection is important to you, and stepping back like that⊠I didnât mean to shut you out like that. I justââ You pause, struggling to find the words. âI wasnât ready at the moment, but it doesnât mean I didnât care.â
His expression softens, a mix of relief and lingering vulnerability. âThank you,â he says quietly. âThat means a lot to me. But⊠you donât have to feel obligated, okay? I donât want you to do anything youâre not ready for, even if itâs just a hug. Iâm not upset about that, I promise.â
Chris hesitates before continuing, his voice low. âAnd⊠Iâm sorry too. For the argument. I think I let my emotions get the better of me. I wasnât trying to put all that pressure on you. I just â sometimes Iâm not the best at explaining what I mean.â
Instead of answering, you lean into him, wrapping your arms around him. Itâs warm, grounding, and the tension that had built up between you dissolves. Chris lets out a breath he seems to have been holding and hugs you back, his arms encircling you tightly.
Lee Know
An hour passes, the weight of the day easing slightly as you reflect on Lee Knowâs words and his quiet presence. You finally gather the courage to seek him out, hoping to mend the small gap left by your earlier rejection. The sound of gentle clatter of utensils lead you to the kitchen.
There he is, focused on the task at hand, the light from the stove casting a warm glow over his side profile. Heâs stirring something in a pot, his movements precise yet relaxed.
When he senses your presence, he glances up. His eyes meet yours, and for a moment, no words are said. The hurt you feared would linger is replaced by a soft understanding, though his brow lifts in slight surprise.
âHey,â you say quietly, stepping closer. âIâm sorry for earlier. I didnât mean to hurt you. I just⊠I needed a bit of time to digest my day.â
His expression softens, his lips curving into a small, reassuring smile. But before he can respond, your stomach betrays you with a loud grumble.
He blinks in surprise before breaking into a chuckle, the sound warm and genuine. âWell, I guess youâre not just digesting your day â youâre starving too,â he teases, setting down the spoon. âHave you even eaten?â
You shake your head sheepishly, and he lets out a mock sigh of exasperation. âUnbelievable. No wonder youâre feeling down. What am I going to do with you?â
Before you can reply, he grabs a couple of plates and starts dishing out the food heâs prepared. You watch him, the way he moves with care, the way heâs still here, doing this for you, and it makes your chest ache in the best way.
âThank you,â you say, the words carrying a weight that goes beyond the meal. âI really donât know what I did to deserve this â to deserve you.â
He pauses, turning to meet your gaze again, his eyes filled with something tender yet teasing. âOh, donât get all sappy on me now. Just eat.â
You hesitate, biting your lip. âActually⊠before we eat, can I ask you something?â
He tilts his head. âWhatâs that?â
You step closer, your voice soft. âAre you still up for that hug?â
His lips twitch into a grin, though he narrows his eyes in feigned disapproval. âNow you want one? After I offered earlier? You know my hugs are exclusive, right?â
You roll your eyes, but before you can defend yourself, heâs already pulling you into his arms, wrapping you in warmth and familiarity. The scent of his cologne mixes with the faint aroma of the food, and for the first time that day, you feel like you can truly breathe.
âI missed out earlier,â you whispers, your voice gentle but playful.
Changbin
Hours later, after giving you the space you seemed to need, Changbin cautiously approaches your room. The quiet hum of the house feels heavier than usual. He pushes open the door gently, only to find you sprawled out on the bed, passed out.
Changbinâs expression softens as he steps closer. The tension on your face is still visible even in sleep, and it tugs at his heart. He sits on the edge of the bed, careful not to disturb you, and studies your features for a moment. A sigh escapes his lips.
After a while, you stir awake to the dim light form outside. Blinking blearily, you notice Changbin sitting in a nearby chair, scrolling absentmindedly on his phone. He looks up as he senses your movement, offering you a gentle smile.
âYouâre awake,â he says softly, setting his phone aside. âFeeling any better?â
âA bit.â You sit up slowly, rubbing your eyes. The weight of the day still lingers, but his presence is grounding. âIâm⊠Iâm so sorry, Binnie,â you say suddenly, your voice cracking. âI didnât mean to shut you out earlier. You had a tough day too, and instead of being there for you, I made it worse.â
His brow furrows with concern as he shifts to sit beside you. âHey, noââ
âNo, please let me finish,â you interrupt, tears welling up in your eyes. âI just⊠Iâve been so burned out lately, and I know thatâs no reason but I took it out on you. Thatâs not fair. You deserve so much better than that.â
Your voice falters as you break into quiet sobs, the stress of the day finally overwhelming you. Without hesitation, Changbin pulls you into his arms, holding you tightly as if to shield you from your own thoughts.
âShhh,â he whispers soothingly, resting his chin on your head. âItâs okay, baby. You donât have to carry all of this alone.â His hand strokes your back in slow, comforting circles. âI know youâve been going through a lot. I just want to help you, not make things harder.â
You cling to him, his warmth melting away some of the heaviness in your chest. âIâm sorry,â you repeat, muffled against his shoulder.
âDonât apologize,â he murmurs, pulling back just enough to cup your face in his hands. His thumbs gently wipe away your tears. âI love you, even on the days when itâs hard to show it. And Iâll always be here, okay? Weâll figure it out together.â
Hyunjin
Later that evening, the cool night air brushes against your skin as you sit on the balcony, your gaze lost in the vast sky above, dotted with countless stars. The events of the day weigh heavily on your heart, but the stillness of the night gives you a moment of solitude, a chance to reflect.
The sound of footsteps breaks the silence, and you donât need to turn around to know who it is. Hyunjinâs presence is unmistakable and you feel the space between you stretch even farther. He stands by the door, as though testing the waters, not wanting to disturb the fragile silence that exists between you two.
âIâve been thinking,â he finally says, his voice soft and measured. âI donât want to make you feel like you have to forgive me right away. But I need you to know Iâm here, no matter how long it takes.â
You glance at him then, his words tugging at something inside you. The sincerity in his eyes doesnât erase the hurt, but it reminds you of the person standing before you. Slowly, you lift up the blanket thatâs shielding you from the chill of the evening. You shift slightly, creating a space beside you, a silent invitation for him to join you.
Hyunjin hesitates for just a moment before he slides closer, wrapping himself in the blanket with you. The quiet is comfortable now, not as heavy as it once was.
Minutes pass, neither of you speaking, but the tension between you seems to lessen. Eventually, you find yourself leaning closer to him, your head resting on his shoulder as the stars above seem to sparkle brighter in the stillness of the night.
Youâre not ready to forgive him â not yet. But as the night stretches on, you realize that the hurt isnât as sharp as it once was. It hurts more to be apart. Right now, this moment, sitting together in silence, feels like the only step you can take.
Han
Han was pacing quietly in the living room, trying to distract himself from the worry that had been growing in his chest since your refusal to be held. His eyes flickered to where youâd been earlier, feeling like a puppy abandoned by its owner. He couldn't help but wonder what you were thinking, what you were going through.
Then, suddenly, a sharp sound sliced through the quiet. His heart leapt in his chest, and before he could think, he rushed toward the kitchen.
When he burst into the room, his breath caught in his throat. There you were, crouched on the floor amidst the sharp shards of a broken glass. Your expression was a mix of shock and something darker, like the weight of everything inside you had finally spilled over.
"Omg, are you okay?!" Han asked urgently, his voice trembling slightly. His eyes wide, quickly scanned you for any sign of injury, but it wasnât just the glass that had him panicked â it was the look in your eyes, distant and vacant, like you werenât fully present.
You shook your head, looking down at the shards scattered around you. "I... I'm fine," you murmured, but the words didnât sound convincing to him.
Your breath caught, a bitter laugh escaping your lips. "I'm such a mess," you said quietly, a shaky exhale following. "I donât even know why... I just... everything feels so broken right now, and I donât know how to fix it."
Hanâs heart ached for you, and he didnât hesitate. With a gentle, almost tender tone, he spoke. "Itâs okay to be a mess," His eyes never leaving you, he crouched next to you. "You donât have to have everything together. Iâm here, and Iâm not going anywhere."
You let out a long breath, the tension in your body easing just slightly as you allowed yourself to lean against him. Neither of you spoke for a while, the stillness of the moment offering a rare kind of comfort. You could feel the warmth of his body against yours, a quiet support, like he was holding you together.
Eventually, Han reached out with his free hand, carefully pushing the glass shards to the side, making a little space between you and the mess. "We donât have to clean it up right now," he said softly, his voice gentle. "We can just be here."
For a moment, you just sat there, on your cold kitchen floor surrounded by the shards of one of your favorite glasses, your head resting against his shoulder, letting the quiet soothe the chaos inside your mind. The world outside could wait.
Felix
Felix sat in the airport terminal, his phone clutched tightly in his hands. The din of travelers blurred into white noise around him, but all he could focus on was the blank screen he fiddled in his hands. He had checked it at least ten times in the past minute, hoping for a message from you â a lifeline to soothe the ache that had been growing since your last conversation.
The past few days had been tense, the effortless flow of your texts reduced to short, clipped exchanges.
"Still nothing?" Chanâs voice broke through Felixâs thoughts as the older member settled into the seat beside him.
Felix shook his head, a small, resigned sigh escaping him. "I donât blame them," he murmured, his gaze fixed on the screen. "I just... I hate leaving like this, you know? I donât want them to think I donât care."
Chan placed a reassuring hand on Felixâs shoulder. "They know you care. Sometimes, people just need time to process."Â
Felix nodded, though the unease remained. He knew Chan was right, but the uncertainty gnawed at him. What if time wasnât enough?
A soft buzz interrupted his thoughts. His heart leapt as he saw your name flash on the screen. Hesitating for only a second, he opened the message.
"Hey. I hope you have a safe flight. Let me know when you get to the hotel? If you want, we could call."
Felix read the text twice, his chest tightening with a mix of relief and longing. It wasnât everything, but it was enough. Enough to feel like a small bridge had been built between the two of you.
Chan caught a glimpse of the soft smile spreading across Felixâs face and leaned back in his chair, giving a small nod of approval. He didnât say anything, but the respect he felt for the bond between you two was evident in the quiet way he patted Felixâs back before standing up.
The flight was long, but the thought of hearing your voice made it bearable. When he finally arrived at the hotel and dropped his bags, he dialed your number without hesitation.
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The days passed slowly, but eventually, Felix was home. His heart raced as he opened the door. The familiar scent of the place hit him first, grounding him, but it wasnât until he heard your footsteps that everything felt real.
You appeared at the edge of the hallway, your expression a mix of hesitation and warmth. Felix froze for a moment, his breath catching as he tried to read your face. Then you smiled â small and shy.
Closing the distance between you, he wrapped his arms around you tightly, burying his face in your shoulder.
âI missed you so much,â he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.
You held him just as tightly, your fingers threading through his hair. âI missed you too, Lix.â
It wasnât just a hug; it was a reconnection, a renewal. It felt like the first time all over again â the warmth, the electricity. And in that moment, Felix knew you would both be okay. Even with the heavy talk standing in front of you, he believed that you'd both find your way through it.
Seungmin
The following day, you wake up to the soft light filtering through the blinds, your heart still weighed down from the emotions of yesterday. You go about your day until you find a small, neatly folded note on the kitchen counter, its edges creased from being gently set down. You recognize Seungmin's handwriting immediately.
The words are simple, but their meaning strikes deep:
âI know yesterday was hard. Iâm here when youâre ready. Take your time.â
You feel a wave of warmth and gratitude surge through you, but also a familiar pang of guilt. His kindness, his patience â it almost feels too much, yet it's exactly what you need right now. You let out a breath, the tension you didnât even realize you were holding releasing just a little.
Later, when you meet with Seungmin after his practice, your heart feels lighter but still raw. His usual bright, confident demeanor is softened by something deeper today. You catch his eyes and notice the faint hint of uncertainty behind his smile. Heâs waiting for you, allowing you the space you need, just as the note said.
As you both settle into the familiar quiet, the words youâve been holding back finally spill out, soft but genuine.
"Thank you for giving me space," you say, the gratitude in your voice clear. "I needed it, but I donât want you to think I donât appreciate you."
Seungminâs expression softens, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "I just want to make sure you're okay," he replies, his tone sincere. "And if you need me to be closer or farther away, Iâm fine with either. You donât have to do anything until youâre ready."
After a moment of silence you ask âSo⊠how would you feel about being a little closer right now?" Your words trailing off as you look at him, hesitant but hopeful. Your eyes search his, a hint of longing behind the question.
Seungmin's smile widens, though his expression remains gentle, and he shakes his head slowly, his eyes warm with understanding. "I think weâre already close enough," he says, his tone teasing but kind.
Without another word, he opens his arms, and you step into his embrace. The hug is quiet, comforting, and without the pressure of anything more.
I.N
You collapse onto the couch, your phone in hand, feeling a growing sense of isolation. The time passes, and you find yourself scrolling mindlessly through social media, trying to distract yourself from the emotional weight pressing on your chest. Each swipe seems to only deepen the discomfort, the posts making you feel even more alone as the world around you continues on without a care.
Your phone buzzes suddenly, and you glance down at the notification. Itâs from I.N. The message is a simple meme â a picture of a dog wearing glasses with the caption: "Me when I try to act cool, but Iâm actually an emotional mess."
A small chuckle escapes you, your heart lightened just a little by his attempt to cheer you up. Itâs just a silly meme, but somehow, his gesture makes everything feel a bit more manageable.
The phone buzzes again, and you read his next message: "If you ever need to vent, I'm here. You donât have to carry it all alone."
Your fingers hover over the screen for a moment, and you begin typing. "Iâm sorry for earlier⊠I just donât want to drag you down."
Almost instantly, a reply comes: "You could never drag me down. Let me know if you want a hug. Iâm always here for you, okay?" Attached to that message was a GIF of two cartoon animals with big, fluffy arms stretching out in an exaggerated hug.
Your heart softens, the words hitting a place deep inside you that you didnât realize was aching.
Without a second thought, you push yourself off the couch, phone still in hand, and head towards him. When he sees you standing there, his face brightens, and he opens his arms, welcoming you into a warm embrace.
âIâm sorry I pulled away earlier,â you whisper against his chest, the weight of everything from the day slowly melting away as you allow yourself to lean into his comfort.
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JEONGIN SMUT HEADCANONS
Sex with Jeongin would...
[Dom ver]
Warnings//genre:: SMUT, oral, fingering, BDSM, spit play, sweat fetish, auralism, probably more I forget đ
Pairing:: dom!jeongin x sub!fem!reader
A/N:: I accidentally used the same photo twice but...Shh I'm too lazy to re-edit the thingy. Also the tiles for each section are a little vague, it's just for the vibes
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Feel like::
â-Jeongin is a sucker for deep and fast sex...like listen Jeongin can be impatient as hell and he just needs to get in there yk what I mean?
â-I can see him being a bit of a tease with this like when he first goes inside he waits like a few second before just putting in all of his pent up lust into pounding into you.
â-Jeongin has been getting big asf lately and I can see him kinda having a size kink, ofc in the sense that he's bigger than you, so doing things like lifting you by your hips or guiding your body by the waist is totally his thing.
â-Messy kisses with a fuck ton of tongue while fucking you đ«
â-he likes to put his hands around your face and neck area. Not deliberately choking but just asserting his control, you know? Also making a mess of your spit, dipping his fingers into your mouth and making you suck on them.
â-some spanking every now and then ^^
â-He loves to roam his hands all over your body, your tits, thighs, ass, tummy, back, wherever he has access to his hands are gently massaging.
â-hes so gentle when taking your clothes off ggrrr but once in a blue moon he doesn't give a fuck, he needs you naked right fucking now.
â-You'll find his fingers in your hair quite often. Sometimes it's to pull your head back and add just a twinge of pain or other times it's just to ground himself and pull your head closer to kiss you deeper.
â-his fingers are so long and feel perfect against or in your body. He'd use this kind of method where he sorts through your folds with his fingers by gently gliding his finger down the seam of your pussy.
â-his fingers also hit very deep inside you to the point he has to curl his fingers so he doesn't hurt you <3
â-hes not very into anal or anything but he would like to put a vibrator in one of the two holes and then fuck the other đ©đ€
Sound like::
â-this man loves dirty talk so much that he is just rambling and rambling the entire time in between moans and cries. He'd say all kinds of kinky things you wouldn't imagine him to say but...he does have a freaky side.
â-"I love it when you make that pretty face" "stick your tongue out," "awh is my baby crying?" "Shh, it's okay, you can cum soon,"
â-He really likes hearing the sounds of your bodies colliding in anyway, the sound of your tongues dancing, the bed creaking, his hips slapping against your ass, his tongue sorting through your folds, and the sounds you make when you suck him off đ©
â-sometimes he'll play music in the background to set the mood as well, something lofi and more relaxing than sexual unless, of course, it's one of those real freaky nights.
â-wet noises <3 when he fingers your wet pussy so deep and he can hear your arousal sorting through his fingers.
â-hearing your moans is his favorite thing ever, he does anything and everything to make you moan louder and higher pitched.
â-as I mentioned earlier he is a deep and fast kinda guy so you best believe the bedframe is often begging for mercy đ (imagine the headboard hitting against the wall all night while the members are just trying to sleep)
â-whispering dirty words to you <3
â-he curses a lot during sex, though he kind of feels bad about it. He wants to keep it romantic and passionate but when your walls hug him so tightly and your nails are digging into his back he can't hold back.
â-"Oh fuck baby," "shit I'm close!" "God damn baby, you suck me so fucking good,"
â-I can see Jeongin making a mix of noises between grunts, moans, growls, and so on, you get the point. He's very vocal though, loud and passionate, he doesn't hold back a thing.
â-he isn't too into daddy type tropes but he does love calling you all kinds of things that make you feel small, like babygirl, darling, princess, etc. However he is into calling you mommy đ but that's for the next part
â-basically to sum up this section, sex with Jeongin is loud and he loves embracing that fact.
Look like::
â-hear me out...sweaty sex. I feel like he'd sweat quite easily when pounding you, sweat building along his hairline and down that sharp ass jawline đ©
â-Sometimes I feel like people forget how sexy his body is, his thin waist that perfectly tapers to his sturdy hips and thick thighs, like come on.
â-Most of the time you'll see Jeongin on top of you in the dark. The only light source being the night sky as he looms over you, his broad chest covering your body as his knees trap you between him đ„Ž
â-backshots...also cumming onto your tummy as well đ€ he does really like creampies but he loves messy sex even more. Usually in one session he'll cum outside and inside of you at least once each. A good balance.
â-he loves loves loves making you squirt. That sexy face you make every time, the way your body moves on its own, the way you moan, it's everything to him and best of all, the mess you make, all for him.
â-this may sound weird but I can see him smiling a fair bit during sex. After very explosive orgasms or when it just feels so good he has to smile with a little chuckle.
â-bro would love shower sex, I firmly believe this, so seeing him all wet is a common occurrence during sex. His hair clinging to his face as water drops down his face and chest before pressing you against the wall to fuck you all over again.
Taste like::
â-this man eats pussy so good, have you seen his tongue work on stage? He knows how to make a woman cum 5 times over in one sitting.
â-I can see him being really sloppy when he eats you out, his saliva dripping down on his chin and all over your pussy.
â-oral for him can be whatever really. Sometimes it's slow an sensual or romantic and sometimes it's more...erotic
â-he loves hearing the sounds of his cock wedging down your throat though đ© and he likes when you let him cum on your face or make cum bubbles etc, be messy.
â-eating you out from behind >>> he'd get you to go on all fours and he'd come up behind you to make out with your cunt.
â-he loves spreading your folds, thighs, or ass when eating you out, he needs to get right up in there.
â-he's the type of guy to not finger when he eats you out, he doesn't need his fingers to make you cum, only his sweet tongue and lips.
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Santa's Little Helpers - Poly SKZ!Fake Texts
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đŹđđ§đđ, đŠđČ đđđđČ - han jisung x fem!reader
wc: 2.4k
a/n: pwp based off of two images i saw of jisung's boobs in concert and then i went haywire and wrote THIS... MERRY CHRISTMAS !!! đđ
please read the warnings! 18+ SMUT MDNI!!
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sw: ROLEPLAY where jisung is santa for no particular reason, nipple play (m rec), oral (m rec), fingering, unprotected sex, creampie (iâm having a white christmas!), dirty talk, overall kind of not extreme but maybe a bit of d/s dynamics (both switchy)
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you donât know what game youâre playing tonight.
jisungâs due back home any minute now. heâs been gone a few hours, last minute christmas shopping with friends, and he claimed he had a surprise for you. you asked to go with, claiming you needed to get a few things too, but jisung had simply told you he had a plan. itâs unusual behaviour for him, but heâs always doing sweet things for you - this could just be another one of those times.
still, youâre bent underneath the tree placing presents in nothing but your nightie and some fuzzy socks. youâve had to light the fireplace to warm yourself up, but jisung always likes it when itâs cozy anyway. you expect that heâll arrive home tired, but wanting, from the infrequent texts heâd sent you about missing you. thereâs nothing you like more than snuggling with your favourite person on your favourite holiday, even if he does get a little too warm too quickly and ends up being more of a human radiator than anything else.Â
once youâve finally found places for all of the gifts, youâre able to wriggle yourself outwards. with the multicoloured lights on and the fireplace lit, along with your many other trinkets⊠well, it may look like christmas has exploded in your living room. still, youâve always loved christmas. you adjust a little santa ornament on your fireplace and allow yourself to lay on the couch, pulling a thick blanket over your body. itâs comfortable.
unfortunately it may be a little too comfortable. you appear to have dropped off, because when you wake up itâs a little darker outside. you hear the click of the lock, the sound of the door swinging open and heavy boots stomping in. you sit up, drowsy with sleep but ready to greet your boyfriend.Â
a few hums are heard from the door, soft and melodic, and you smile. itâs nice. you push yourself up, padding over to the front door, and- oh.Â
santaâs here.
sure, he looks a little different. under the fluffy white beard and velvet red costume you can catch glimpses of him. a snippet of black ink across honey toned skin when he moves, the sight of his chain dangling beneath the fabric - itâs him, your santa claus, you know it, and suddenly it all makes sense.
âsanta!â you grin, walking over to wrap your arms around his middle. he lets out a small âoophâ, pretending heâs winded, but two toned arms wrap around your frame right back. âyouâre here! early, too.â
âi had to be early for my favourite girl,â you feel the rumble of his chest when he speaks against your ear, and you nuzzle the fabric of his suit. over the time youâve known your santa, youâve learned he can be a little sleazy - youâre pretty sure heâs making his voice deeper on purpose, and his fingertips are already tugging up on your nightie to check if you have panties on. it doesnât surprise you. âwhy donât we go take a seat?â
youâre guided back over to your sleeping spot with a firm palm on your back, and you realise heâs got his gloves on too, black faux leather that you can feel even through your nightie. you stumble a little and santa catches you, using the position to sit down and pull you down with him.
one of those sinful gloved hands come up to push your hair out of your face. it feels a little fucked up youâre getting aroused over this, over fucking around with someone who isnât really your boyfriend, but he meets your gaze with his own. the look in his eyes lets you know that itâs all intentional. âhave you been nice this year, baby?â
âiâve been so nice this year, santa,â you wiggle onto his lap, legs splaying over the side. you receive a gummy smile in return and the feeling of his hand moving up your thigh. itâs sleazy, and youâre slicking up already. it smears against your thighs. âdonât you remember? just last week, i fingered your asshole until-â
âal-right,â he stammers. âdoing naughty things isnât very nice, yâknow?! itâs actually the polar opposite. hah, polar.â
his facade is cracking, and you giggle, letting your hands run over his chest. you can feel the muscles beneath his suit. âi thought it was nice, santa. you seemed to like it. a lot, actually, if the noises were telling at all.â
âu-um, youâre not- this isnât how this is meant to go,â his eyes are wide and ever so brown, the multicoloured lights bouncing off of them. he looks so earnest, almost innocent - if youâre pretending you canât feel his cock hardening underneath your ass. âiâm meant to- youâre- baby.â
youâre already moving, swinging your legs back over to kneel on the floor in front of him. despite his protesting, heâs letting you, always pliant. his arms fall to his sides and his knees kick apart. his boots make a heavy thud on the wooden floor, the same platform boots you thought heâd retired years ago, and you want to ask him about them but heâs moving your hands to his cock.Â
while your santa is pliant, you are too, and you give in.
you pull his trousers down, letting the waistband snap just underneath his balls. the pressure pushes his cock upright for you, hard and plump and leaky, and you engulf it with your mouth without a further thought.
âthis is why y-youâre my favourite,â he gasps shakily, thighs spreading further. with a flick of his hand, the red velvet jacket falls open, and youâre met with the tattooed honey skin youâve been craving all along. heâs built, chest plump enough to make your mouth water, and he rubs his thumb over his nipple while you suckle on his cockhead. âthatâs it, my sweet baby. suck santaâs cock, just like that.â
your jaw aches already, head reeling from how fast everything is going. you pull off with a wet pop, and with your spare hand you stroke the shaft erratically, your spit acting as lubricant. itâs all too wet for him and his hips buck upwards into your grip. a sharp whine leaves his lips, preceding the heavy breaths that he lets out.Â
you canât help but let your other hand move down to his balls, running over the taut skin there. his thighs shake, and you pump harder, squeezing deliberately to watch how precum forms on the head.
âcome and kiss me,â he orders, pushing your hand away to replace it with his own. he looks the image of debauched, cockhead ruddy red and sensitive, and he pulls you upwards impatiently to his mouth. youâre laying over him like this, tits pressed against his through your nightie, and he finally leans up to press his lips against yours. immediately, the kiss is filthy, his tongue pressing into your mouth with the deep moans and muffled noises he lets out at the feeling of his own grip.Â
itâs not long before heâs pushing the same gloved hand past your nightie again, wet from your spit and his precum, finding that you definitely are not wearing panties. he moans into your mouth again, digits finding where youâre wet and aching for him. his lips clack against yours messily as he pushes two fingers inside of you - itâs just a precaution, not meant to be anything more than a quick stretch. still, when your fingers scrabble for purchase on his chest and your nails dig into the plump flesh, he finally pulls away from the kiss and sinks a third finger inside of you. the faux leather is warm from his natural body heat, and you gasp, hips grinding into his palm rhythmically.Â
âf-fuck, thatâs- youâre stretching my pussy out so good, santa,â you keen, keeping your words filthy because you know how he likes it. as you expected, he groans, head tossing back against the sofa and causing his hat to slide onto one side. his cock aches, pressing against your thigh. you canât help but rub against it just to be cheeky, and his thumb comes to your clit as a punishment. âo-oh! oh, santa, please, will you give- give me more? i want your cock, please!â
âyeah, of course, my baby, of course, just- get this off? get it off,â heâs impatient, gripping at your nightie and pulling it each and every way until you finally sit back and yank it off of your body. instead of wasting any time, your santa is shifting forward, letting his fingers slip from your soaked hole.Â
he slides inside at the same time his pouty lips envelop your nipple. heâs always been engrossed with your chest, just as much as you are with his. while heâs letting you adjust, his hands move to your ass and squeeze the flesh, eyes fluttering shut as if heâs sated just being inside of you - you know him better than that, though. once youâve readjusted the red hat on his head, you start to move your hips.
âoh, thatâs it,â itâs muffled against your chest, but you hear it, along with the deep groan that leaves his chest. he tries to remain in control, hips moving against yours. âthis fuckinâ pussy. been needinâ it all day, baby, you donât even know.â
âthatâs why you came early, santa, right?â you say shakily. the trimmed hairs at the base of his cock rub against your clit in a way that has your eyes watering, and you quicken the pace, pussy clenching down on his shaft. âneeded your babyâs pussy too bad. itâs here now, santa, why donât you just take it?âÂ
âfffuck,â he leans back on his forearms, nodding, eyes scrunched shut. you can tell he wants to take, to force your pussy to take his thick cock, but the feeling of it all is too pleasurable to think. heâs always been a bit too sensitive. you can tell itâs not going to be a long one already, and your hand snakes down to rub fast circles on your clit. âah, itâs so- itâs so wet, baby, so wet around my cock.â
you moan, moving like a woman possessed, hips rutting into a fast bounce that has him pistoning in and out of you. itâs then that he takes a little more control, grip moving back to your ass to bounce you on top of him. his cock hits deeper like this when heâs pulling you back and forth, and your toes curl in your socks, nose scrunching at the wet sounds reverberating throughout the room. it really is so wet, and you only have your santa to blame.
your hand slaps over your clit just after he opens his eyes, and they narrow, fixating on your pussy. his chest is heaving, and then in a split move, heâs pushing you down flat onto the sofa.
âkeep rubbing it, keep- keep going, i need to cum,â he babbles, shaking his head. heâs out of it, and both gloved hands pin your hips down so he can take it from you. his hips move erratically, balls slapping against your skin, and with one hand you do exactly as he said, rubbing the little bundle of nerves until youâre wailing into his neck. the other hand splays against his stomach, almost as if youâre pushing him back, but heâs too strong for that. âitâs- me, now baby, talk to me. talk to hannie, my baby, câmon.â
âh-hannie,â you hiccup, tears biting at your eyes. ââs so good, jisungie, baby. i think iâm gonna cum.â
âyeah? why donât you cum for me?â jisung questions. the white pom pom of his hat swings in front of his eyes, but jisungâs fed up by now, ripping the fabric from his head and tossing it to the side. itâs nice to see him properly, his face unobscured by taunting red fabric, and he gives you a gummy smile.
the sincerity of him, your boyfriend, your one true love is ultimately what does you in. your gummy walls clench around him, finally letting go, and your fingers slide messily across your clit until youâre finished crying through your orgasm. jisung isnât far behind, and his lips come to kiss your forehead as he holds you close and pumps you full of his cum.
unceremoniously, jisung collapses with another âoophâ, sweaty chest pressing against yours. you know itâs intense for him to cum so quickly, and you run your nails up his back underneath the jacket to soothe him. he hums and wiggles his hips around in glee, as if heâs not still inside of you.
âso,â you yawn, letting your nails run down to scratch over his ass. jisungâs hips buck into you this time. âwhere did the santa idea come from?â
jisung leans back and rubs your nose with his, giggling. âno idea. it wasnât even the original plan.â
âit wasnât?â you gasp, attempting to sit up. âthen what was it?â
âwhat was what?â jisung furrows his eyebrows. you groan.
âwhat was the original plan, jisungie?â
âoh, that!â he slides out of you, and you try not to giggle at the way he surges off of the sofa with his dick still out. âiâll show you, just wait there!â
you really do giggle when he runs out of the door, tripping over his trouser legs. you think heâs going to return with the surprise, but then he pokes his head round the door, that same wide grin on his face.Â
âmerry christmas by the way, my baby. i love you.â
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Pictures you'd take of your silly bf! FelixđŁ
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can you do a smut fic on Felix or hyunjin and they just eat her out till she's begging to stop đ« please and thank you btw i love your fics especially your bangchan one
omg thank you! I can imagine Hyunjin eating reader out like itâs his last meal! Like heâs just straight up pussy drunk when there having Christmas Eve movie night !
warning; oral sex ( fem receiving ) , not really proof read !
You felt like you were on cloud nine. Your boyfriend, Hyunjin was settled between your legs, giving you immense pleasure as he fucked you on his tongue. Your begging only fueled his energy as he held your legs open wider with his hands as he sucked harshly on your clit causing your body to jolt a little and back arch off the couch.
âBaby- fuck -baby please.â You didnât know what you were pleading for, but your words couldnât get out fast enough while you grip his hair, tugging at it which only made Hyunjin groan from the painful yet satisfying pull to his hair.
You honestly didnât know how you ended in this position. A Christmas Eve movie night turned into you getting eaten out in a heart beatâ not that youâre complaining though.
The Christmas movie playing in the background, long forgotten, the nice night view outside the windows as snow passed by and the night moon shining inside, and you, sprawled out on the couch letting your boyfriend eat you out for hours.
âHyunjin, fuck wait I need a break.â You begged, lips forming into a pout as you whined still feeling sensitive from the past three orgasms your boyfriend made you go through.
Hyunjin mumbled against your sweet cunt, most likely saying something but he couldnât find the energy to pull away, licking up your arousal in the process. It was like his weakness. âBaby I canât hear you.â Breathing out, you took the opportunity to push his head away for a split second, it was like you could finally breathe.
You moaned at the sight of your boyfriendâs handsome face, the dimly lit living room shined just perfectly on his face to show the glistening arousal on his swollen lips and chin. âI said, just give me one more mamas, just one more please.â
He didnât even let you respond, his eyes low and hazy, mind drunk off your pussy. You let out a cry as he dived back in between your legs. âPlease baby.â Your voice came out in a whisper, too weak to say it louder, energy slowly leaving your body. âFuck, Hyunjin I canât!â
âYes you can, youâre doing so good for me.â
Hyunjin moved his hand to rub your clit while tongue fucking you in the process. He looked up at you watching the way you react to his touch. God you look beautiful, your face contorted in pleasure and body shaking from pleasure.
He knew you were close because your moan grew louder and your eyes crossed. He took the initiative to plunge two of his long fingers inside you, curling up inside your sweet spot. He sucked on your clit again, to bring you even closer. âOh my- fuuck.â
He pulled away from his assault on your clit with a lewd pop, âThatâs it mamas, cum for me..god you look so pretty right now.â Hyunjin mumbled, fingers never halting as he fucked them deep inside you in a fast pace. âShit, Iâm cumming.â Hyunjin watched your mouth go wide, a silent cry as the knot in your stomach finally broke, âThere you go, there she is.â Hyunjin praised.
Your body slumped into the couch while your boyfriend let you ride out your fourth orgasm. âNo more, back up.â You said, finally after calming down. Hyunjin laughed while giving you the most sweetest smile, like he just didnât eat you out first hours on end.
âOk ok, no more I promise.â He got up off his knees before helping you up and carrying you to yâall shared bedroom. You looked at him confused for a second, âWhat about the movie?â Hyunjin only shook his head smirking.
âOh baby, the movie can wait, I promise not to eat you out, that didnât apply to me fucking you.â
âHyunjin!â
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This so sweetđđ
"The Princess and her Eight Knights"
Pairing : skz x fem reader (9th member, maknae)
Synopsis : Skz members taking care of you during that time of your month, while you were on tour.
Warning : No warning at all. Just pure fluff and wholesomeness all the way.
Enjoy!
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The day of the concert was already shaping up to be chaotic, and you werenât exactly in the best mood. During soundcheck the day before, you had been snappy and bratty with everyone, but the boys knew better than to take it personally. Felix, being your self-proclaimed âbestie,â had pulled Hyunjin aside with a knowing smirk, whispering, âItâs time.â
âAgain?â Hyunjin muttered with a sigh, rolling his eyes. But there was no annoyance behind itâonly quiet understanding.
Felix, ever prepared, pulled out his phone and checked the tracker heâd set up for you months ago. You were too lazy to bother with one yourself, so he had taken it upon himself to track it for you, much to your embarrassment. âYep. She probably doesn't even realize it yet.â
Later that evening, Hyunjin and Lee Know made a quick convenience store stop. While it was still to grab their own essentials, they secretly loaded their basket with your favorite ice cream and a stash of chocolates.
âSheâll be insufferable if we donât have these,â Lee Know muttered with a smirk.
âSheâs already insufferable,â Hyunjin shot back, chuckling as he placed the items on the counter.
. . .
Fast forward to the day of the concert.
You were doing your best to push through. The lights were blinding, the screams of STAY filling the massive venue as adrenaline coursed through your veins. But halfway through one of the songs, you began to feel an all-too-familiar discomfortâa dull ache in your abdomen, along with that unsettling dampness.
You froze, panic rising in your chest as you realized what had happened. You tried to continue performing, but the next time you turned, Seungminâs sharp eyes caught the faint but noticeable red stain forming on your white pants, just above your hip.
Without a word, Seungmin took off his jacket mid-performance and draped it around your waist, securing it tightly. The move was subtle, but STAY noticed, gasps and murmurs rippling through the crowd. You wanted to cry from embarrassment, but there wasnât time to dwell on it.
Han, quick on his feet, immediately moved toward you, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder as he led you off stage. âCome on, letâs get you changed,â he whispered, his tone gentle.
The fans watched as the boys seamlessly adjusted their positions on stage, filling in for you without skipping a beat. Their professionalism was flawless, but their care for you was even more apparent, and the entire venue seemed to soften at the sight.
. . .
Backstage, you were still mortified. By the time you changed and cleaned up, the concert was wrapping up, and you felt the weight of the day crashing down on you.
Back at the hotel, you curled up in bed, ready to hide from the world. But that peace didnât last long. A knock on your door made you groan, and when you opened it, Changbin stood there with the biggest grin on his face, holding out a hot pack.
âSpecial delivery!â he announced, wiggling the hot pack in his hand. âLook, it has my face on it. Youâre welcome.â
You let out a laugh despite yourself, grabbing it from him. âSeriously? Only you would do this.â
But before you could shut the door, Hyunjin and Felix appeared, carrying bags of goodies. âDonât think youâre getting rid of us,â Felix teased.
Hyunjin smirked as he plopped down on your bed, holding up a tub of your favorite ice cream. âWe come bearing gifts.â
Soon, the rest of the boys filed inâLee Know with a bag of chocolates, I.N clutching a stack of your favorite DVDs, and Han holding a fluffy blanket he had swiped from his own room.
âGroup movie night!â I.N declared, setting up the portable DVD player on the desk.
âGuys, Iâm fine. Really,â you tried to protest, but they werenât having it.
âYou say that, but you were crying over a jacket an hour ago,â Seungmin quipped, earning a chorus of laughs.
Changbin handed you the hot pack, his tone suddenly soft. âSeriously, though. You donât have to be embarrassed. Weâve got you, okay?â
âAlways,â Chan added from his spot on the couch, busy working on his laptop, but with a warm smile on his face.
And just like that, the room filled with laughter and teasing as you all settled in for the night. You felt a little embarrassed still, but more than that, you felt loved.
. . .
The next morning, âThe Princess and Her Eight Knightsâ was trending on X. Clips of Seungmin wrapping his jacket around you, Han leading you backstage, and the way all of them subtly taking care of you had gone viral, with fans swooning over how considerate they were.
Chan showed you the hashtag over breakfast, a small smile on his face. âLooks like STAY thinks youâre royalty now.â
You rolled your eyes, but deep down, you couldnât help but feel a little like a princessâbecause you had eight knights who always had your back.
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Pairing: Hyung - Line x Reader (GN)
Genre: Fluff
A/N: Could I have made this just all one? Yes. Why didnât I? Because I wanted something to post tomorrow on Christmas too lol. Hopefully these turned out as cute as i thought. Happy holidays to all! PS. Sorry for any mistakes!
Hyung Line | Maknae Line
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Bangchan:
Both bundled up for the cold weather as you walked into the tree farm. Chans hands interlocked with yours. This was the first Christmas you were spending living together and he wanted to make it perfect. He came up with the idea to go find the perfect tree for what he says âthe perfect person.â
âHow about this one?â He asks pointing at a tree.
âChris- thatâs giganticâ you said laughing making him laugh.
âFine fine, letâs keep lookingâ he said smiling taking his hand from yours to wrap it around your waist.
After a few minutes of strolling you came to a medium sized tree, it had the perfect amount of leafiness. âOh oh! This oneâs perfect!â You say smiling. His heart melted at the way your eyes just lit up. You were smiling so widely looking at him with those beautiful eyes.
âAlright this one it is! Iâll go get someone you protect our new sonâ he said with a teasing seriousness.
When he came back with the guy he helped cut it down and took it to the car. As you got it back home he listened to you talk about decorating it. Smiling ear to ear just listening to how excited you were.
âYou know, Iâm happy I get to do this with youâ you said smiling taking his hand that was on your lap.
His cheeks and ears started to turn red blushing at your words. He brought your hand up to kiss it âme to love, and many many years to comeâ he said blushing even more. His words making you blush along with him.
As you decorated you both couldnât help the warm feeling of it all. Chan helped you up to put on the star stepping back to look at your work. âIt looks perfectâ you said smiling. The lights from the tree making your eyes look even more sparkly than normal.
âNot as perfect as youâ he says pulling you to him. He kissed the top of your head as you smiled looking at the tree. He insisted on taking a bunch of pictures and making sure to get one or a ton of you both in-front of it.
Minho:
You werenât completely sure if heâd be down to do it but you were hopeful. You had gotten all the stuff for it plopping down all the bags on the counter. You sat everything up before he got there. Placing all the little candies out and the boxes for the gingerbread houses. You may have went overboard but you were just excited.
When he arrived he couldnât help but chuckle making you jump. âSo this was your big plan hm?â He said with a grin.
âYep! But if you donât want to itâs-â you started to say only for him to interrupt you.
âNo I want to, gonna build a better house than youâ he teased.
âOh yeah? Wanna make a bet?â You say.
âName your price loserâ he teased.
âIf I win you have to match PJs with me and take a picture!â You say.
âFine and when I win you have to make those cookies for meâ he says.
âOh itâs on!â You giggle.
You both sit down at the table crafting your masterpieces. However he was getting frustrated with the house. It kept sliding âI think this was riggedâ he huffed.
You couldnât help but laugh at the way his house was leaning, the one side falling off. You wanted it to be a fun time so you decided to help him. âYouâre using too much if you do thisâ you say as you fix it making it stand perfectly.
âThereâ you say smiling.
âYou know you shouldnât help your opponentâ he said with a chuckle.
âWell I was planning on making those cookies either way soâ you still smiling as you decorated the house.
âYeah? Guess Iâll do the PJs buuut we gotta get the cats in the pictureâ he said.
âDealâ you say kissing his cheek.
As you finished the houses Minho took a glob of icing smearing it on your lips. âOopsâ he laughed. âLet me get that for youâ he said kissing it off your lips.
âSmoothâ you blushed.
âOf course, itâs meâ he said before kissing you once more. âMissed a spotâ
Changbin:
It had been snowing a lot the last couple of days. Changbin had come over surprising you because you thought he worked. âHey gorgeous, get your snow stuff onâ he said smiling.
âFor what?â You asked confused.
âJust do it pleeeaseâ he whined.
How could you say no to him? You got up putting all your stuff on. He smiled taking your hand as you both went outside. It was still snowing a little but he had a few things In a bag.
âLetâs make a snow coupleâ he said grinning ear to ear.
âGonna be together human and snow form?â You say laughing.
âDuhâ he teased back.
He helped you roll the snow up as you both got to work making cute little snow people. He had a few item to put on them like hats and scarfs. He found the perfect sticks for the arms as you made little faces in the heads.
You decorated them both stepping back to look at the snow couple you made. âTheyâre in loveâ he said smiling. âOh wait!â He said moving their hands so they were holding ânow theyâre in loveâ he said making you giggle.
âIf we stay out here any longer weâre gonna be the snow coupleâ you said.
âRight, letâs go inside and get some hot chocolate?â He said smiling.
He made you sit on the couch in a bunch of blankets making you both some hot chocolate. He handed you the mug snuggling up to your side. âWarm?â He asked. You nodded prompting him to put his cold hands on your stomach. You jumped at the coldness âhey! I just got warm!â You pouted.
âYeah, now I gotta get warmâ he said chuckling putting the rest of his cold body against yours.
Hyunjin:
Hyunjin found a flyer for a holiday market that was going on this weekend. He excitedly asked you if you wanted to go with him and of course you said yes.
He had cute couple outfits picked out for the both of you making the whole day even more special. You both strolled down looking at the booths. Some had holiday candles, snacks and clothes. âIâll be right back.â He said with a grin running off to another booth.
When he came back he had that smile of âI did somethingâ. He moved your coat placing a little necklace around your neck with the letter H on it. He had another in his hand with the first letter of your name on it. âWould you do the honorsâ he said smiling moving his hair.
God why was he so freaking cute. You placed the necklace around his neck. He brought you into a tight hug kissing you softly. He couldnât help but smile looking at you. âI love you Angelâ he said kissing your cold nose.
âAnd I love you hyune thank youâ you said softly.
âFor what?â He asked.
âThe necklace sillyâ
âOh rightâ he laughed âof course! Thought it would be cute.â He blushed. âWe should take some picturesâ he said pulling his phone out.
You both strolled, stopping at more booths and to take more pictures. After it all you ended up with bags full of clothes, one with a few candles and of course all the snacks. He couldnât help it, anything that you even so much as looked at he bought.
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tornado warnings. | h.h
Series Masterlist
'don't understand how quickly we get right back in our rhythm without missing a step'
â hyunjin x (f) reader
â word count: 2.9k (unedited)
â genre: non-idol au, artist!hyunjin, second chance romance. dance coach!reader
â warning's: fluff, some sort of angst, hyune is a big ole softie, dancing and painting! flashback! at one point! - italics signal start/finish of the flashback.
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The quiet sniffles you couldn't quite stop echoed off the cramped walls, making the small space feel even tighter. The faint light from outside filtered through the slats of the door, casting shadows that danced across Hyunjin's face. His brows were furrowed, the same way they were that night, years ago, before he left. The same expression which haunted you ever since.
You hugged your arms around yourself, a futile attempt to hold together whatever was left of your heart. The air felt thick, but it wasn't the silence that weighed most heavilyâit was his gaze, steady and unwavering, locked on you.
"Let me paint you." His voice was soft, but there was a firm steadiness behind the words. His hands found your shoulders and slowly, he began to move his palms in soothing strokes, gliding up and back down to the curve of your arms.
You blinked, the weight of the suggestion taking a moment to settle. "What?"
He took a slow breath, his gaze softening as he spoke again. "Dancing," he clarified, his voice quieter this time, searching your eyes for some sign of understanding. "Let me paint you when you're dancing."
You stared at him, still reeling from his words, and blinked again, as if the request hadn't fully landed. "Now?" The word escaped before you could stop it, laced with disbelief and a growing knot in your stomach.
His lips curved into a faint smile, the kind that tugged at the corners of his mouth but didnât quite reach his eyes. âMy supplies are in the car. Itâll take me a minute to grab themâI came straight from my apartment.â
His makeshift studio. That's what his old place had moulded into, you remember the shock when you first entered his apartment all those years ago. His creativity flowed around the space, filling every area.
Your breath hitched, and you stared at him, your tear-streaked face shifting from disbelief to something softer, something more vulnerable. âHyuneâŠâ you started, voice trembling as you wiped hastily at your cheeks. âWhy?â
Hyunjin's gaze flickered, dropping momentarily to the floor before meeting yours again, unflinching. âBecause itâs you,â he admitted quietly, his tone laced with both tenderness and frustration.
Your breath wavered, and you glanced away, your hand brushing against the shelves to steady yourself. The closet felt even smaller, the tension amplifying the closeness of his body. You could feel the heat radiating from him and the weight of his words settling.
âI donât know if I can do this,â you whispered, your voice barely audible. You shook off his hands, retreating from his warm touch.
âJust dance,â he urged gently, tilting his head. âYou donât have to explain anything or say anything else. Let me see you the way I rememberâfree, fearless. The way youâve always been to me.â
The words hung in the air between you, heavy and impossibly tender. You shook your head, fingers fumbling for the handle of the storage room door. The small space suddenly felt too close, the walls pressing in, the air thick with memories and emotions you werenât ready to face.
âHyuneâŠâ you whispered, your voice trembling as you tried to steady yourself. âIâm worse than I was two years ago.â
âBullshit.â His response was immediate, raw, and unfiltered. His hand shot out, but he didnât touch youâjust hovered. âYouâve always been beautiful when you dance.â
You froze, torn between the urge to leave and the pull of his words. They werenât just flattery; they carried the weight of someone who had seen you at your most vulnerable and still thought you were enough.
âItâs not the same anymore,â you said, your voice barely above a whisper. âIâm not the same anymore.â You pressed your forehead against the door, hand resting on the handle.
Hyunjin took a step closer, brushing your hair over one shoulder, his breath hot on your neck. âNeither am I,â he admitted, his voice softening. âBut that doesnât mean we canât still find pieces of ourselves in the things we used to love.â
You turned your head away, turning to stare at him and met his dark eyes, searching yours with a quiet intensity. You wanted to believe him, wanted to believe that you could step back into that version of yourselfâeven for just a momentâbut fear kept your feet rooted.
âDo it for yourself,â he urged, his tone gentle yet firm. âNot for anything else. Just to prove to yourself that the passion is still there. Iâll prove it if I have to.â
Your gaze flickered back to his, and for a moment, you saw a glimmer of the young boy you once knew. Filled with ambition and loveâhopeful, determined, unwavering. It was that look that finally unraveled your resolve. You nodded slowly. "Okay."
It wasnât forgiveness, not yet, but it was somethingâa step forward.
âIâll be right back,â he said, and as he turned to leave, the closet door creaked open, flooding the small space with light. For a moment, you stood there in the glow.
There was one routine you could never perfect. The thought of it lingered in your mind as you stood in the small storage room, the air heavy with anticipation. Youâd refused to show him back thenâtoo afraid of his critique, too wrapped up in the fear of falling short in his eyes. It was a piece that demanded every ounce of your vulnerability, and though youâd spent hours practicing, it always felt incomplete, like a part of you couldnât fully let go.
Now, as you stood in the quiet space, his words echoed around youâJust dance. Both a plea and a challenge. You bit your lip, remembering the way he used to watch you, his gaze filled with awe and admiration that made you feel like the most captivating thing in the world. But that routine? That one? You werenât sure if you could ever let him see it.
His apartment was a world of its own, chaotic and creative. The wooden floors, dotted with splatters of dried paint, remnants of his restless artistry, and the scent of acrylic paint mingled with something warm and familiarâhim. The cluttered space had every surface occupied by canvases, brushes, and jars of mixed pigments. Yet it felt like a sanctuary, a place where the two of you could escape the world outside.
You had the place to yourself that afternoon. Heâd stepped out to pick up supplies, and youâd been left with the low hum of music drifting from his old speaker. It was quiet enough that you could hear your own heartbeat as you moved through the space, practicing the routine which haunted you for weeks.
You kept it small, careful not to knock over anything in the cramped room. Your steps were tentative at first, your bare feet avoiding the splattered paint on the floor as you moved through the motions. The melody guided you, soft and lilting, and for a moment, you felt yourself relax into it.
The rhythm built, and so did your confidence. Your arms extended gracefully, your movements fluid, but just as you reached for the next step, a sudden sound shattered your focus.
âY/N?â
His voice startled you so badly that you stumbled. Whirling around, you saw Hyunjin standing in the doorway, a bag of supplies in one hand and a look of surprise etched on his face.
âIâuhâŠâ Words failed you as you tried to recover, your cheeks burning.
He stepped inside, setting the bag down by the door and tilting his head. âWere you dancing?â
âNo,â you blurted, too quickly. âI meanâŠmaybe.â
The corner of his mouth quirked up in a knowing smile as he crossed the room, his footsteps deliberate and slow. âIâve never seen that routine before.â
You took a step back, suddenly feeling exposed. âItâs nothing. Just something Iâve been working on.â
âIt didnât look like nothing.â Hyunjin stopped a few feet away, his dark eyes scanning you with a quiet curiosity. âWhy havenât you shown me?â
You shrugged, trying to play it off, but your voice betrayed you. âItâs not ready.â
âY/NâŠâ He said your name like a gentle reprimand, and you hated how it made your heart flutter. âYou know you donât have to be perfect, right? Not with me.â
You looked away, your arms wrapping around yourself protectively. âItâs not about that. ItâsâŠpersonal.â
His gaze softened, and for a moment, he just stood there, letting the quiet stretch between you. âOkay,â he said finally, his tone light but laced with understanding. âBut when youâre ready, I want to see it. Deal?â
You nodded, your cheeks still flush. He grinned then, leaning down to grab a stray brush from the floor. âUntil then, try not to knock over my masterpieces, yeah?â
You laughed despite yourself, the sound breaking the tension, and for the first time, you thought that maybe, just maybe, he might be rightâyou didnât have to be perfect. Not with him.
You drew on the memory, letting it guide you as you stepped back into the quiet studio. The familiar hum of the fluorescent lights above was your only accompanimentâno music this time. You didnât need it.
Closing your eyes, you allowed the choreography to unfurl in your mind. The steps came to you effortlessly, muscle memory born from years of painstaking practice. Your feet slid across the floor with precision, each movement sharp yet fluid, honed by relentless determination. Your arms extended, fingers brushing the air with the grace you worked so hard to master.
But then, there it wasâthat twinge. A sharp, nagging ache radiated from your lower back, a reminder of the battles youâd fought with your own body. It begged you to stop, to rest, but you refused to listen. Gritting your teeth, you pushed through it, defying the pain with every deliberate step.
This wasnât about comfort or ease. It was about proving to yourself that you still could. That you were still the person who poured everything into perfecting this routine, who sacrificed hours to feel this freedom. You moved with purpose, each gesture carrying the weight of years of frustration and triumph.
A soft crack echoed through the room, drawing your attention to the doorway. Hyunjin stepped inside, his arms laden with suppliesâtubes of paint precariously balanced against his chest, a few brushes gripped in one hand, and a smaller easel tucked under his arm. One stray brush was clamped between his teeth, and his brows furrowed in intense concentration as he maneuvered through the narrow space of the studio.
You froze mid-movement, watching him struggle. "Do you need any help?" you asked, tilting your head, watching as he shifted his load onto the floor with a clatter that made you wince.
He waved you off, shaking his head. "I got it, don't worry."
"I know what I want to show you," you replied, your voice quiet but certain. You gestured to the space ahead of you, moving toward an open corner. "But no music this time. Just me."
Hyunjinâs brows lifted slightly, surprise flickering across his face before it softened into something warmer. "Thatâs good enough for me," he murmured, "Always has been."
Hyunjin glanced up at you then, his lips curving into the faintest smile. His fingers worked deftly, setting up the easel with care, mirroring the intent in his gaze. A lightness bloomed in your chest as you turned back to focus. Contemporary dance. Your first love.
"Alright. I'm ready for you to begin."
You glanced over your shoulder at him, his posture straight and focused as he sat by the easel. The brush was poised in his hand, ready but unmoving, his gaze fixed on you with a quiet intensity that sent a shiver through you. The light in the room was soft, spilling from the overhead fixture and pooling on the floor, casting faint golden hues across the space. His eyes held a weight, a mixture of curiosity and something deeper.
Your breath hitched as nerves bubbled up in your stomach, but you willed them away, replacing them with resolve. It was now or never. You took a deep breath and stepped into the middle of the room. Slowly, your body began to move, each gesture deliberate yet fluid, the years of muscle memory guiding you. The first step was cautious, testing the waters, but soon the rhythm of your own breath became the only music you needed. The routine came alive beneath your feet, a blend of smooth transitions and sharp accents. Emotions. Rage and sadness.
The quiet in the room was almost sacred, amplifying every small sound. The brush of your feet against the polished floor, the faint creak of the wooden boards beneath you, andâmost prominentlyâthe rhythmic whisper of Hyunjin's paintbrush against the canvas. An intimate symphony, the strokes soft and deliberate, capturing each moment of your dance as emotion radiated from you.
You risked a glance at him mid-spin, your hair catching the light and fanning around you. His eyes never wavered from you, intense and focused, as though he were painting not just your form but the your soul. The way his hand moved across the canvas, fluid and confident, matched the rhythm of your steps, a silent conversation between the two of you.
For a moment, you forgot the weight of the past and the scar that marred your body and heart. Here, in this space, under his watchful eye, you were free.
The cool wooden floor greeted your bare feet with each step, grounding you as your arms swept through the air, fingertips grazing the light as though pulling it into your orbit. You spun, the hem of your loose shirt fluttering in the motion, and leapt, the kind of leap that made you feel weightless for just a moment before gravity pulled you back.
Soft shadows on the walls shifted with your turns. The air, alive and electrified by the energy you poured into the space. While the tension in your back, a lingering reminder of old battles with your body, tugged at you briefly, but you ignored it. The pain, now distant, insignificant compared to the freedom in the dance.
You glanced at him once more, expecting his focus to have faltered, but there he wasâstill, silent, his gaze following every movement like he was capturing it all with his eyes before his brush could.
Your movements grew bolder, the routine pulling you further into its world. It was no longer just a dance; it was a conversation, one which demanded honesty in every step and flourish.
You finished the routine, your arms extended and chest rising with with deep breaths. The quiet hum of the room was broken only by the faint scrape of Hyunjin setting down his brush. When you turned to face him, his expression was unreadable, a mix of awe and something softer, something heavier.
âThat was the routine you were too scared to show me?â His voice was quiet, reverent almost. His eyes glimmered with an emotion you couldnât quite placeâsomething between curiosity and longingâand it sent a fresh wave of unease through you.
You hesitated, then nodded.
Hyunjin tilted his head, his dark eyes searching yours. âWhy didnât you show me before?â
You hesitated, wrapping your arms around yourself as if bracing for his reaction. âThe surgery didnât work,â you whispered, the words fragile, like glass. âThe progress reversed.â
Realization dawned on his face, and he leaned forward slightly. âThe scarâŠâ
You nodded again, avoiding his gaze. âI know I never really talked about it. I felt ashamed. I still do. Itâs part of why I struggle so much with dancing now. My body doesnât feel the same anymore. Thatâs why I teach instead of being on stage.â
His expression shifted, softening in a way which made your chest ache. âY/N,â he murmured, his voice thick with regret, âwhy didnât you tell me?â
âWe stopped talking,â you said, your voice cracking slightly. âNo more daily updates or check-ins. I knew we were both busy, and⊠it was for the best. I had to learn to heal on my own, away from you.â
âI shouldâve stayed,â he sighed, the weight of his guilt pressing down on the room.
âHow were you supposed to know, Hyune? I didnât expect that of you.â You stared at the wooden floor beneath you, kicking your foot against it.
âIt doesnât matter.â Hyunjin's jaw tightened. âI shouldâve been here. You were struggling, and so was I. The only difference is that we were apart.â
You let out a bitter laugh, your lips curling into a faint, sad smile. âRecipe for disaster, so it seems.â
He patted the wooden floor beside him. âCome sit.â
You hesitated, but his gaze held a quiet insistence, so you crossed the room and sat down next to him, the faint scent of paint lingering in the air.
âWhat are you going to call this one?â you asked, nodding toward the canvas.
âMon Claire de Lune,â he said softly, his eyes flickering to yours. âMy moonlight.â
You froze, the meaning of his words sinking in, and before you could stop yourself, you leaned your head on his shoulder. He stiffened at first, the tension radiating from him like static, but then he relaxed, his body shifting slightly to accommodate yours.
For the first time in years, the silence between you wasnât uncomfortable. It was fullâof everything you left unsaid.
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Under the mistletoe
Pairing: Yang Jeongin Ă Gn!reader
Genre: fluff, friends to lovers
Warnings: reader is lowkey oblivious but not really, that's it?
A/n: so this is my Christmas post đââïž
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"Questions can be saved for later, just follow me" with that, you had absolutely no chance to talk back as he was already walking away, expecting you to actually follow him.
You were at the boys' Christmas party, celebrating the holiday with your closest friends - including Jeongin - but this specific person seemed to have other plans. Ever since he laid his eyes on you, he had been trying to get you to talk to him alone and, preferably, outside. Now, he was succeeding.
"What are we going to do on the balcony?" you asked, trying to keep up with his pace "It's freezing out there."
"I said no questions for now. Just trust me, okay?"
Once again you weren't able to respond, as he was already opening the door for you: "after you."
And so you did. Outside, it was in fact cold, snow slowly falling down. When you looked at Jeongin you expected to see him either shivering because of the weather or with a mischievous grin, that would explain the reason as to why you're far from the party. However, you notice him nervous.
That's odd.
"Jeongin? Are you okay?"
He seems to be lost in thought, his gaze nowhere near where you were, looking up instead.
"Yeah, yeah." Basically a synonym to no.
"Are we here for a reason...? You seem to be a little-"
"Oh yes, actually" he replied rather quickly, walking to the spot he was looking at before "Come here, there's something I want to show you."
You followed his lead, getting closer to the view. Though he wasn't looking ahead, so you didn't know if that was what he truly wanted to show you, you couldn't help but be awestruck. You had seen that scenario a few times before, every time you visited the boys' dorm, but never had it felt so magical.
"Is that what you wanted to show me?" You slowly look at him, your eyes not wanting to leave the beautiful sight ahead of you "it's beautiful."
"I mean, that as well." He looked up quickly, and you almost didn't realise this small gesture "but there was this other thing..."
As his voice died out, you looked above only to finally notice what this all was about:
"The mistletoe" you smiled. He was waiting for you to see it. You look at him, his eyes not exactly meeting yours just yet "What? You brought me here and aren't even going to kiss me?"
With this last statement he finally looked at you, a bit of excitement and hope shining on his eyes. Your smile didn't seem to falter anytime soon, as it was growing even more with his reaction.
"Can I?" he quietly said, afraid of doing anything that could ruin the moment.
You smile, barely believing it. You had been waiting ages for something like this: any opportunity, any moment that would give you the chance of becoming something more with Jeongin. And then he, during the holiday season, simply makes a whole plan to give you that chance.
It was adorable, to be honest. How he was so determined to bring you under the mistletoe, but still let you silently know that whatever you wanna do from now on is up to you. He's letting you choose. And no matter when, either on Christmas or on any other normal day, you would always choose him. And so you did:
"We cannot break a tradition, can we?"
Masterlist I you'll probably like: Christmas with skz
Reminder this is just fiction!! I'm not trying to portray real life and you shouldn't believe that this is how the member actually is. This is just for the vibe and the delulu!
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As someone who doesn't wear make up often, I find this so cute!đđ
Unfiltered Beauty: Stray Kids' reactions to their S/O not wearing makeup often
Bang Chan
You sat on the couch in Chanâs studio, scrolling through your phone while he adjusted the levels on his track. Youâd come straight from home in a hoodie, hair tied back, and no makeup on.
âCan you stop?â Chan suddenly said, leaning back in his chair.
âStop what?â you asked, looking up at him in confusion.
âBeing so distracting,â he said, smirking.
You furrowed your brow. âIâm literally sitting here doing nothing.â
âExactly,â he replied, spinning his chair toward you. âYouâre sitting there, looking all natural and gorgeous, and itâs ruining my focus.â
You rolled your eyes, fighting a smile. âSo, youâre saying I look better without makeup? Thatâs just a roundabout way of dissing my makeup skills.â
âNo way!â he protested, leaning his elbow on the armrest of his chair as he grinned at you.. âYour makeup skills are great, but you donât need them. Youâre stunning just as you are.â
âNice save,â you teased, laughing as his grin widened.
Lee Know
Lee Know leaned against the doorway, watching you on the floor surrounded by his beloved cats. You were wearing one of his oversized shirts, your hair loose, and your face completely bare. Dori lay sprawled in your lap, soaking up your affection, while Soonie eagerly chased the string you were wiggling.
âWhat?â you asked when you noticed him staring, your voice tinged with curiosity.
âYou look soâŠat home,â he said softly, a smile tugging at his lips.
You looked down at his shirt, then at the cats. âWell, your clothes are comfy, and your cats worship me. What can I say? I fit right in.â
He chuckled, walking over to crouch next to you. His hand gently brushed a strand of hair away from your face. âNo makeup, messy hair, and still managing to outshine everything in this room,â he murmured, his eyes warm as they met yours.
You smirked, leaning closer. âEven Dori?â
His lips twitched into a grin. âOkay, letâs not get carried away.â He pressed a quick kiss on your lips before scooping Dori off your lap. âBut youâre definitely a close second.â
Changbin
Steam billowed out of the bathroom as you stepped into the bedroom, wrapped in a fluffy towel. Your damp hair fell over your shoulders, and your freshly scrubbed face glowed naturally. Changbin looked up from his phone and froze, his eyes lingering on you.
âWhat?â you asked, shifting under his gaze as you walked to the closet.
âNothing,â he said, setting his phone aside. âI just realized something.â
You turned, curious. âWhat?â
âI donât think Iâve ever seen you wear makeup around me,â he said thoughtfully, standing up and walking toward you.
You blinked. âReally? I mean, I only wear it for big events or when Iâm feeling fancy. Otherwise, itâs too much work.â
His lips curved into a smile. âI like that. It feels like youâre showing me the most real version of yourself. Thatâs special.â
You softened at his words. âItâs not really a big deal, though.â
âIt is to me,â he said, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer. âYouâre beautiful just the way you are. No makeup, no filters, just you.â
You smiled, leaning into his chest. âThanks, Binnie. Youâre pretty great, too.â
âOf course I am,â he teased. âBut better get dressed before I spend the next hour telling you how amazing you are.â
Hyunjin
You walked out of your room wearing light makeup for a casual outing with Hyunjin. He looked up from his phone, his eyes widening as he took in your appearance.
âYouâre wearing makeup?â he asked, standing up.
âYeah, I felt like it today,â you replied, adjusting your jacket. âWhy, does it look bad?â
âNo,â he said quickly, shaking his head. âItâs justâŠyou donât usually wear it. Itâs like seeing a rare art piece thatâs been hidden in a museum vault.â
You laughed, rolling your eyes. âYouâre so dramatic, Hyunjin.â
He grinned, stepping closer to study your face. âMaybe, but itâs true. Youâre already a masterpiece, whether itâs painted or not.â
You smiled, leaning up to kiss him on the cheek. âYouâre too much, you know that?â
âI know,â he said with a wink. âBut you love me for it.â
Han
Han came home after a long day at the studio to find you in the kitchen, humming to yourself as you stirred something on the stove. You were wearing one of his hoodies, your face bare, and your hair in a messy bun.
âHey,â he greeted, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind.
You turned your head to smile at him. âHey, youâre home early.â
He rested his chin on your shoulder, inhaling the comforting scent of your shampoo. âYouâre like a walking comfort zone.â
You chuckled. âIs that a compliment?â
âThe best kind,â he said, pressing a kiss to your shoulder. âNo makeup, no stress, just you being perfect.â
Felix
You were tying your sneakers, ready to head out for a quick grocery run with Felix. As you stood up, he glanced at you, his eyes lighting up.
âYouâre not wearing makeup?â he asked, smiling softly.
âDo I need it for the groceries?â you teased, grabbing your bag.
âNo,â he said, shaking his head. âI love that about you. You donât feel like you need to impress anyone.â
âWell,â you said, bumping his shoulder playfully, âI still want to impress you.â
He reached for your hand, lacing your fingers together. âYou already impress me every single day. Makeup or not, youâre perfect.â
Seungmin
Seungmin was scrolling through his phone while you cleaned up after dinner. He paused on a photo of you from a recent formal event and held it up.
âThis oneâs nice,â he said.
âThanks,â you replied, glancing at the screen. âI did the makeup myself.â
He grinned mischievously. âItâs good.â
âGood? Just good?â you said, pretending to be offended, crossing your arms.
He chuckled, his gaze softening. âI mean, you donât really need it. You look better without it anyway.â
You smirked, lightly slapping the back of his head with the towel. âYouâre lucky I like you, Seungmin.â
I.N
You felt exhausted, so you put on a little makeup to cover up the dark circles under your eyes before your boyfriend came over. When he arrived, he tilted his head, studying your face.
âYouâre wearing makeup?â he asked softly.
âYeah,â you admitted, rubbing your arm. âI didnât sleep well last night. I'm feeling tired and didnât want to look like it too.â
He stepped closer, gently taking your hands. âYou donât need this,â he said with a small smile. âI like you the way you are, even when youâre tired or feeling off. Youâre always my favorite person.â
You felt your heart swell at his words. âThanks, Jeongin.â
He grinned, squeezing your hands. âNow come on. Letâs watch a movie and relax. We can also take a nap if you want.â
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Replaced? (Part7)
Genre: Skz smau, Text posts, Non!idolAu, Angst, friends to enemies, Mini series
Pairing: Bsf!skz , Fem!Reader, Stoner!Skz/Stoner!Reader, Bartender!skz, Club manager!Chan, Club security!Changbin, Bottle girl!Reader
Warnings: âŒïžSlow buildâŒïžstrong language (obvi coming from the profanity queennnn) , mentions of alcohol and smoking, mentions of fighting, mentions of/implied SA, mentions of anxiety plz let me know if i missed anything!
A/N: thank you guys sooo much for all the love on this mini series, and my biggest apologies for the wait! i pinky promise NOT to take a whole month to post the next part!!! but with this series coming to an end prepare yourselves for non stop CHAOS DRAMA and ANGST! all feedback, reblogs, and replies are SAUR greatly appreciated !!! thank you for sticking around and reading my silly little stories!
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After what felt like 30 long and silent minutes of everyone collectively cleaning up the after math of that night, you finally broke the silence..Â
âHonestly Thank you guys sm for staying to help me with this crazy ass mess .. and you knowâŠâ you spoke nodding your head in the direction of your bedroom referring to jeongin while avoiding saying his name like it was some type of bad omen. Â
âNo, Ofc!â Changbin spoke.Â
âYou know we wouldnât leave you alone after all that happened tonight.â Felix added as he finished pushing all your furniture back into its designated places. Â
âplease" chris scoffed âas much time as we spend in this apartment, weâre practically your roommates! Ofc weâd stay to help out. â he added as he came out the kitchen holding what sounded like a garbage bag full of empty solo cups and broken glass. Â
âGirl go get some rest you're gonna need it, gimme that.â minho said while taking the broom and dustpan from your hands and shooing you away. Â
âAgreed! â Felix walked up behind you kissing the side of your head and gently rubbing your shoulders âYouâre free to go shower and change or get comfy however you need darling.â Â
âNuh uh, you s-?â You turned around but he shut your protest down rather quickly. âIâm positive princess, go. Weâll take care of everything out hereâ Â
âBut -âÂ
âGO...I got it!â he turned you around ignoring the pout on your face as he nudged you in the direction of the hallway. Â
It was nearly sunrise, and you were absolutely dreading the idea of having to face jeongin when he woke up. Even then in that moment walking into your bedroom to prepare for a shower, you dreaded even being in his presence. Just the thought of him possibly waking up at any given second was eating you alive, REGARDLESS to the sound of his grizzly bearlike snores and the sight of drool sliding down the sides of his mouth, indicating that he was VERY much sound asleep. However, You never even made it passed the doorframe of your room before the anxious knots in your stomach told you to turn around and run right back down that hallway. Â
â lix ... i cant- I cant do it.â you whisper panicked running up to him and grabbing his hand.Â
âcant what baby ?â â i feel so nasty and guilty, i can't even look at him right now what if we wakes up!??â     Â
â baby... first of all you have nothing to feel guilty for. And secondly, he slept through the sound of you trying bash sophies face in with glass liquor bottles... I'm pretty sure that dude is not waking up any time soon my loveâ he let out a chuckle. âWhat if he does thoooo!??â you whined â im not ready to face him babe what will i say to him huh??? Oh, hey there jeongin i just tried to kill your girlfriend because shes such a shitty unfaithful stupid little bitch, how did you sleep?â felix cackled out loud this time pulling you into a hug and kiss to calm your racing mind. â okay okay I'll get your clothes for you, no worries princessâ Â
âugh, thank you so much lix youre actually an angelâÂ
âno problem jagi , tshirt or hoodie?â Â
âhoodieâ you continued to pout slightly , while trying to brush the weight of tomorrows worries away âsweatpants or shorts?"
âshorts pleaseâÂ
âmkay, be back in a jiff!!â he began walking down the hall to your bedroom âpink towel, black loofa please!!â you yelled out to him.Â
âyou got it!â he answered back âyou're so amazinggg, you deserved the world!! â you thanked him aloud once more â i already have herâ he sing songed back to you as you smiled to yourself thanking the heavens you could go a least few more hours avoiding the inevitable.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           ~~~~~                                                                                                                                                                                          Â
â... no im telling you it was weird as fuck! Like her whole aura just completely changed when she saw him.â ( felix)Â
âputting two and two together he clearly had to have said or done something to her for her to be so angry. Weâve known y/n for a long ass time and I've never seen her more mad than she was tonight.â (minho)Â
âbesides trying to murder sophie..â (changbin)Â
âyes... besides that! Also not to mention his face was bright fucking red when we came back upstairs and they were the only two in the apartment.â (minho)Â
âit WAS! Idk what happened but im pretty positive she smacked the shit out of him.â (changbin)Â
â hold on?... Yall left her ALONEÂ with that fucking scumbag?â lix raised his voiced stressfully running a hand through his hair as he scooted closer to the edge of the sofa, beginning to get more irritated by the conversation he and the boys were having.Â
âWHOA! Hold on!â minho pointed at felix also scooting to the edge of his seat jumping quickly at the only opportunity he had to both calm felix down AND defend himself. â it wasn't like that at all, the three of us went downstairs to get the birthday cakes out the car while y/n came upstairs because she had to use the bathroom. Alex was actually already here setting up his DJ equipment before y/n even got back!âÂ
âyeah thats true.. And that really only took about 10 minutes, truth be told. â (chris)Â
âand where tf was jeongin?!â (felix)Â
âhe and sophie had ran out to get iceâ (changbin)Â
âListen, all i know is whatever happened it is NOT to be taken lightly. y/n is a tough girl and not much is going to make her cry so we WILL be getting to the bottom of this TODAY, THIS hour.â (chris)Â
â SHE CRIED!? ... oh imma kill himâ felix let out a sinister almost emotionless chuckle as he slightly rocked back and forth in his seat being only seconds away from crashing out.Â
âwait deadass? When??â (changbin)Â
âim deadass. It was before the party started like right when the guests started arriving. I went in the kitchen just to chat with her and i noticed she was having a moment, she tried to brush me off but you know i always call her bluff.â (chris)
âand what did she say? Because Bin tried to ask what was wrong and she seemed too angry to even speak, she gave us a look but that was about it. she just poured herself a drink then went out to get some air on the balcony.â (minho)
â she didn't really tell me anything all she said was that she felt stupid and violated.. So ofc i told her i would handle that shit right then if she just told me what happened, but she insisted on dropping it and initially I wasn't going to but i just let it go and held her for a little bit once i saw her shed a few tears... however she did promise me that we would talk about it later and shes good for keeping a promise so ofc i trust her to do so.â (chris)Â
âyeah... im ready to go to jailâ Felix let out yet another emotionless chuckle.Â
âokay, something definitely did happen between the two, yes. But lets just breathe and hear it from y/n first before we start collecting bail money.â ( changbin)Â
âman fuck all that fr! I need answers this shit is really starting to eat at meâ (felix)Â
They were so caught up in their conversation that they didnt even hear you come out the bathroom and back down the hallway.Â
âSo is sleep out of the question?â you spoke, making your Prescence known as they all snapped their heads in your direction.Â
âentirely outta the question my love, we have quite a few things to talk aboutâ felix responded patting the spot next to him on the sofa signaling you to sit and join the conversation. Â
You hesitantly took a seat next to Felix on the sofa across from minho and chris, as changbin was sat in the loveseat to your right. Taking a look around the room you let out a shaky sigh really not wanting to have this conversation after the hectic night you had but you knew you couldn't put it off any longer or they all would lose their fucking minds. Â
âTake your time kiddo, no pressure.â Chris spoke softly sensing your body tensing up.Â
âWhenever you're ready love, we trust you.â felix added holding your hand and kissing the back of your knuckles.Â
ây/nnnnie dont look so upsetâ changbin spoke next â you know weâre not here to scold you, you did nothing wrong we just want to protect you and know that you're safe.âÂ
â we just want to know what happened is all babe.â felix pulled you into a hug and began rubbing your back to calm you down. Â
â i know i know...â you took a deep breath and let out another heavy sigh. Â
âjust relax a bit, I'll go make some tea.â minho spoke before getting up and walking to the kitchen. Â
It took about an hour-long conversation to tell the guys what alex had did and explain everything in detail. Emotions were very high but somehow you were able to calm them all down and convince them to let it go at least for now. Chris had kept insisting that you press charges against him but you let it be known that you genuinely didnt feel the need to because one, you were more than proud that you found the strength to defend yourself when you really needed to, plus you were almost positive that nasty smack you gave him would leave a bruising. Secondly, you knew that regardless to lix being calm in that moment, he was definitely still on hots and there would be absolutely nothing nobody could do to stop him from beating alexâs ass again the next time he saw him. So for you the score board was 3 to 1, in your head it was perfect girl math. (LMAO) and truth be told you really didn't want to get lix involved and have him end up with assault charges for beating this man's ass multiple times. You just wanted to let it go and forget it all for as long as you possibly could. Â
After the conversation had died, everyone just sat in complete silence with their own thoughts for a few minutes. Tiredness, worry and deep frustration sketched over the faces of everyone in the room. Not that you didn't already know this but this moment made it so evident how much your friends and boyfriend truly, truly cared about you. Â
âughhh! That was alot..I need another bluntâ Felix broke the silence with a deep sigh. Â
You lifted your head off of his shoulder to get up from your spot on the sofa, reaching for your stash box sitting on the coffee table in front of you. âIâll roll , yall can meet me on the balcony in 5â you left a kiss on the top of Felix's head before walking out to the balcony.Â
A few minutes had passed before both chris and lix joined you on the balcony, while bin and minho stepped out on a breakfast run for you guys. It was a bit passed 7 a.m the sun was out and the birds were chirping. You sat in silence while the joint rotated between the 3 of you. What you would normally consider to be a beautiful morning, had actually become the one thing you were dreading the most. You tried to at least enjoy the morning breeze against your skin as you ignored the burning feeling in your chest that jeongin would be waking up pretty soon and you would then have to face yet another conversation you did NOT want to have. Â
Just as you finished up your smoke session and went back inside you heard the door to your bedroom creak open with jeongins voice immediately following âhey, where's Sophie? She didn't stay?âÂ
âSpeak of the fucking devil...â you whispered to yourself. Â
âbro .. what exactly are you trying to say to me right now?!â jeongin raised his voice, you could see frustration visibly building within him. Â
âjeong listen.. You really need to start seeing sophie for the person she truly is or youre gonna end up broken in the end.â you said as calmly as you could. Â
âso what im supposed to breakup with her and end my relationship because you say so?!âÂ
âjeongin if you'd just calm down and listen to what i have to say you would understand where im coming from.â Â
âwell wtf are you saying y/n? Stop beating around the bush!âÂ
âbasically me and sophie got into a fight last .. and it almost got physical.âÂ
âwhat?? y/n tell me you did not hit her?? what could have possibly happened while i was asleep for y'all to even get into it like that?!âÂ
âi didnt get the chance to but you can thank chris and felix for thatâÂ
âso what youre telling me is that you get drunk and sassy then start picking fights with your friends? I swear you cant leave drunk women unattended for shitâ jeongin rolled his eyes and ran a hand through his hair as he walked away to pick up his phone, most likely to check on his girlfriend.Â
âwth? jeongin when i have i ever not been able to hold my liquor?! It was the end of the night the party was already over by that time and i had already sobered up, just shut up and listen for a moment.âÂ
He let out a sigh as he flopped down on the sofa with his eyes still glued to his phone âim listeningâ he replied with annoyance lingering in his tone of voice.Â
There was a quick moment of hesitation as you shared a nervous look between chris and felix â you know you're my best friend and i love you right?â  Â
Breaking his gaze from his phone, He finally looked up at you clearly super annoyed with the conversation at this point â ...yesâ he replied with a blank stare.Â
â and you know I'd never lie or do anything to hurt you right?âÂ
âright ... except try to beat up my girlfriendâ he said in a low sarcastic tone rolling his eyes before looking at his phone againÂ
âit wasnt unprovoked, jeongin! theres more to that story!âÂ
âlike i said , im listening!! But im not hearing shit?!âÂ
âsophie kissed me!â chris blurted out, not being able to take your stalling any longer. Â
And just like, the air and the whole atmosphere of the room had entirely changed like a press of a button. His face went to stone as he stood up from the sofa with his phone tightly gripped in his hand. Â
âwhat did you just say?â he raised his eyebrow challenging Chris in a cold tone.Â
âshe had been making advances and throwing herself at me from the moment you passed out in y/nâs room, i told her NO multiple times and she literally forced herself on me in the kitchen.âÂ
âbullshit!â he glared at Chris.Â
âLix and i walked in on it .. we literally seen it with our own eyes, jeong..â you defended Chris in the softest voice you could, really not wanting jeongin to get any angrier than he already was.Â
âBULLSHIT!â he repeated, turning to scream in your direction this time.Â
âYO! WATCH IT! Felix yelled back at him wasting no time to defend you. He quickly stood up in the middle of you two, reaching behind himself to grab your hand once he realized the loudness of his deep voice had startled you.Â
âwtf is this some sick and twisted joke?!âÂ
âjeongin, mate ..we have no reason to lie to you. I know this is a lot to take in right now and its gonna be rough but Sophie is no good ... weâre your closest friends and we just want what's best for you.â chris tried to calm him even knowing that was likely not to happen.Â
Jeongin said nothing, he just let out a sarcastic dry laugh as he walked away from the conversation. The apartment stood quiet waiting for him to return back to the living room. And when he did, he followed the silence, quietly flopping back down on the sofa once more to put on his sneakers. Â
And that was Chrisâs last straw, jeonginâs silence had sent him over the edge. âSO WHAT?? IM A LIAR NOW?.. AS LONG AS WEVE BEEN BEST FRIENDS THIS IS HOW YOU ACT OVER A FUCKING GIRL THAT DOESNT EVEN DESERVE YOU TO BEGIN WITH!?âÂ
Jeongin kept his silence as he continued to take his time putting his shoes on almost as if he was ignoring Chris.Â
âWell if that's what you think wait for minho and changbin to come back and ask them yourself, they were here for it was well!âÂ
ânah I'm goodâ jeongin put on a false nonchalant act. Â
âso you don't believe any of us is what you're saying? Minho, bin, y/n, lix, and i are all just gonna lie on your girlfriend unprovoked??âÂ
âi just dont undertsand when we started ganging up on eachother instaed of talking shit out ??!âÂ
âIS THAT NOT WTF WERE TRYING TO DO RIGHT NOW??â chris barked back.Â
â yall BEEN holding hostility against sophie, you think im fucking dumb i peeped the energy shift a WHILE ago!!âÂ
â thats because sophie is a fucking werido jeong!â you jumped in to defend chris once more âShes been doing hella weird and shady shit for a long ass time, but for the sake of YOU we tried to keep the peace and keep it under wraps! I even distanced myself from her a while ago because shes been lying on me and acting hella phony. Youre like my little brother ofc i didnt want to bring it up and end up putting you into a predicament where you had to choose between her and your friends that would be fucking ridiculous ..âÂ
âYou think i wanna be doing this right now?! Jeongin us having to have this conversation is hurting my fucking heart because you love so blindly!! you dont even realize what this girl is doing to you!â your passionate argument had turned into screaming at this point and you were afraid that the love you held for your best friend and the action of trying to protect him had gotten lost in translation.
âi dont realize what shes doing to me?? wtf is she even doing ?!!?â he barked back at you clearly clueless and stubborn not even putting any effort to try and understand your point of view.Â
âoh my... fucking goodness ..â felix let out a loud frustrated sigh as he slouched back into the sofa. He and chris both facepalming simultaneously as you just stood there looking at him like he had four heads..Â
âdude.. She basically cheated on you! She kissed me.. ANOTHER MAN!! That man being one of your best friends and your roommate...that's literally right under your nose!! so she clearly doesn't give a fuck about you, she didnt even have the decency to do it outside of your friend group, jeonginâ at this point chris knew good and well that the only reason jeongin continued to argue back was because he was embarrassed and in denial.Â
He stood quiet for a few seconds just upset and breathing heavy not really having much to say to continue defending sophie (because what is there even to defend DROP THAT HOE!)Â
âso what, she just left after that happened?!â jeongin spoke again attempting to argue backÂ
âno... I tried to take her fucking head off because why would she ever do some grimey shit like that?! But these two wouldn't let me hit her so i kicked her outta my fucking house.â you spoke with annoyance.
â that shit dont make no fucking sense why would she try to kiss chris when weâre literally dating and everyone that was in here knows that!!â he raised his voice againÂ
âbingo dipshit!â felixâs frustration had began turning into sassy side remarks Â
âTHAT RIGHT THERE IS OUR POINT EXACTLY!!â you screamed starting to feel like you were talking to a brick wallÂ
ânot TRY might i add .. she DID kiss me. She quite literally grabbed my face and kissed me after i told her to stop.â chris added in a sarcastic tone, he was pissed that this conversation was even still going on.Â
âcall her.â felix chimed in but jeongin just glared in his direction not saying anything.Â
âcall her right now with all of us here and ask her why she got into it with y/n last nightÂ
He went silent once more ignoring felix entirely before getting up from the sofa to go grab his jacket and keys.Â
This silence was much thicker than each one previously, and it left loud feelings of frustration and utter disbelief lingering in the air. Â
âjeong, you deadass?..â you spoke again, standing frozen. All the anger in your body wholly dissipating, being replaced with the hurt that was painfully evident in your voice as it trembled slightly.Â
Realizing how badly he fucked up, jeongin once again chose to stay silent and avoid your gaze.Â
âDenial is a fat bitch to swallow isn't it?â felix scoffed.Â
â Fuck off, felix!â jeongin bit back as he began walking towards the front doorÂ
âright back at ya cunt!â felix barked in a harsh tone as he flipped him the birdÂ
âyou're mad at the wrong people idk wtf else to tell you but if you wanna choose to be stupid for this fucking girl than have fun with the outcome!â chris dusted his hands with the situation and walked away as jeongin walked in the opposite direction, storming out of the apartment slamming the door behind him Â
You stood there staring at the door almost stuck in a trance. There was nothing you wanted more than for him to come back through that door or for this to just be some bad dream but it most definitely was not.  Â
Slowly turning around towards felix who was already slowly making his way towards you feeling the sadness in your aura. He gently grabbed your hand immediately rubbing his thumb over the back of your kunckles in an attempt to comfort you. Your watery eyes met his apologetic ones and he could feel everything you were feeling in the that moment. He was pissed because every single thing that you were scared of happening had just come true. Â
â lix.. Please tell me i did not just lose my best friend over this bitch..â your voice was almost a whisper with a barely audible sob leaving your mouth before you could even finish your sentence. The tears began to fall at a rapid pace and there wasnt much lix could even say to comfort you. â i knew it... i knew this shit was gonna happen!â the tears kept flowing He felt so defeated, and the only thing he could do was the one thing he does best, and that was hold you. He held you on the sofa for hours. You had cried and cried, fell asleep, woke up and cried some. Minho and changbin had come back and immediately realized exactly what had happened. Chris filled them in on all the details of how ridiculous jeongin was being and of course they were just as heated as the rest of you were. The guys had all ended-up crashing in your guest bedroom before felix had woken up and carried you to your bed so that you could rest properly. It was definitely needed after so much emotional destress on top of you being awake for 24+ hours and all the partying and drinking that had happened right before all the drama. Â
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Pairing: Hwang Hyunjin x fem!reader.
Genre: Fake texts, fluff.
Warnings: None.
Authorâs note: Iâve been away for the weekend and I still canât get over how much you guys have enjoyed the other three in the series, thank you so much đ
My requests are open if you want to send me ideas to write!
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Bang Chan X fem!reader
Word count: 1,848
Warnings: dom Chan, sub reader, bondage, heavy amounts of teasing, orgasm denial, sir kink, begging, no protection (no), pet names (baby, babygirl, babe), hair pulling, mirror sex, slight choking, oral (f receiving)
Summary: You're bored and just trying to find a way to past the time
Notes: This will have a second part đ€
Taglist <3: @hongjoongtime117 @lee-sang1625
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Chan was with 3racha working on a song for their next comeback and you were alone in the dorm. You find ways to pass time. You clean any room that seemed remotely dirty and reorganized random books on the bookshelf. Looking at your phone hoping the time would go by faster yet nothing kept you occupied long enough.
You then get an idea.Â
You remember you had bought an outfit to surprise him with. You knew he would love it and wouldnât be able to resist you, so you kept it hidden. Until nowâŠ
You went to your bedroom, fetched the box you hid in the back of the closet and opened the lid. You took out the red lingerie with matching thigh highs. You admired the soft material and started changing. Once changed, you walked over to the mirror next to the bed and smiled at yourself. The lingerie hugged your body perfectly. The sheer material with lacy detail left little to imagination.
Afterwards, you put on a little lipgloss and sat on the bed. You took a pillow, placed it in front of you and put your phone on it.
You go to your camera and set the timer. You do various poses, showing off the set. When you were satisfied, you sent them to Chan with the message âI miss you sir, please come home soon. I really need youâ You wait for his response with a mischievous giggle.
Chan was in the studio trying to find lyrics when he felt his phone vibrate. Usually he'd ignore it but he thought that a little break might help his writer's block. He pulls it out and sees itâs a text from you.Â
He opens it and his eyes widen. He clears his throat and excused himself from the studio and went to the bathroom. He pulled up the pictures you sent again, smirking. He called you.
When you saw him calling, you smiled and answered, putting it on speaker. âHey babe, howâs work going?â You asked innocently âOh babygirl, I know what youâre doingâ you giggled âI donât know what you are talking about sirâ he growled into the phone âwatch itâ you could tell you were getting to him so you push a little further. You slide your hand into your panties and moan at how wet you already were âSir please? I need you, Iâm already so wet for you.â You add a hint of tease in your tone. He groans a soft fuck, trying so hard to not pull his cock out and release right there in that bathroom. âYouâre playing a dangerous game baby, you better watch it before I punish youâÂ
You smiled to yourself, you had him right where you wanted him âmaybe thatâs what I wantâ the phone goes quiet for a few seconds before Chan replies in a deep lust filled voice âyou just waitâ With that he hangs up and heads back to the studio and starts packing his things.
 âHey everything ok?â Han asked and Changbin looked him slightly concerned. âYeah Iâm good but I gotta go⊠y/n needs⊠help. with⊠something? GottaGo!â Then he was out the door. Changbin and Han look at each other and just shake their heads and get back to work.
When Chan arrived at the dorms, he drop his stuff at the door. He instantly went to the bedroom where you were. He opens the door to see you laying there on the bed, in a sexy pose, looking back at him. He smirks and takes off his shirt. He walks to the bed and stops at the edge. You get on your knees in front of him on the bed. âSuch a naughty girl, you really thought it was a good idea to tease me while Iâm working?â âIt seemed like you were enjoyingâ You giggled, continue your teasing. He grabs you by the throat and brings your ear to his mouth âyou think this is funny? You better drop this teasing act before your punishment gets worseâ you shiver and thought for a moment, wanting to keep this game going. You put on an innocent look and answered âI just wanted your attention sirâ you drag your hand against his abs, biting your lower lip. He grabs your wrist with his free hand before you can get any lower. âAnd now you have itâ He lets go of your throat with a growl and walks to the dresser across from the bed.
He pulls out a box from one of the drawers. He takes out rope and walks back over to the bed, youâre already in position. He smirks at your eagerness and he gets onto the bed, kneeling next to you. âArmsâ you raised your arms up and he started tying the rope in a basic but pretty design up to your elbow.
He gets between your legs and hovers over you. He starts kissing you and his hands roaming your body. His kisses start making its way down your body. You moan as he starts going lower. You take your tied arms and grab his hair as he kisses your inner thigh. Chan moves away and slams your arms down over your head. âWho said you could touch me? You wanted to be a tease so your lost your privilegeâ you whine, realizing what the REAL punishment is.
âNow be a good girl and keep your arms thereâ
He starts taking the bottom of the lingerie off and admired your glistening pussy before him. âyou look so beautiful babygirl, so wetâ he takes his index and middle finger and drags it against your folds. Your fingers twitched trying to hold back from touching. He continues to move his fingers against you as he starts bringing his face closer. He starts with a lick to your clit and you tense at the pleasure. He feels you tense up so he lightly rubs your thigh.Â
He starts lapping at your folds and your hand goes to his hair, unable to stop yourself. He takes your wrists into his hand and continues licking and sucking your clit. He held your arms far enough where you couldnât reach him even if you werenât tied up. He pulls off your clit with a pop and looks up at you.Â
âWhat did I say about not touching me? You just donât wanna listen today do you?â You mewl and squirm in his hold âNo wait please Iâm sorry. It was a reflex. I didnât mean t-â He cuts you off by going back to your folds also plunging two fingers into you. He pumps at a fast pace while sucking your clit. You wriggle against him as the pleasure in the pit of your stomach builds rapidly. Your moans get louder and more high pitched as you feel your release approach.
When your legs started shaking, he knew you were close and removes his fingers and mouth. You whined as your high starts to die down. âNo cumming yet baby, weâre just getting startedâ
He gets off the bed taking off his pants but leaving on his boxers, the tent very prominent. You eyes fall to his dick and your mouth starts watering. The wet spot in his boxers doesnât go unnoticed along with the twitch when he realized you were staring. âMy eyes are up here babygirlâ he says with a smirk. You look up at him with doe-like eyes âPlease I want it in my mouthâ He groans at your response âDo you think you deserve it? Especially with how you were acting earlier?â You pout, knowing the right answer âNoâŠâ He hums at your response.
Chan unties the rope but still pins them down so you canât touch him âYou still canât touch me baby, your punishment isnât over yetâ You whine loudly. He flips you onto your stomach and moves behind you. He pulls you up by your hips so your ass meets his bulge. He slowly rocks himself against you groaning at the friction. You feel him twitching against you and you whimper, trying to push back against him. He holds you hips in place and continues grinding against you faster, more precum building in his boxers.Â
âPlease sir just fuck me already. I really need you pleaseâ he smirks and pulls down his boxers. He lines himself up to your entrance, but he doesnât push in right away. âHmmm, I donât know if I should. Maybe Iâll just stay like thisâ âNo no please, sir I wanna feel you so bad! Iâll be good please, no more teasing I really really want youâ Chan groaned at your begs. He slams into you, you let out a scream. âDamn baby you feel so good, still so tightâ Your eyes roll back as you moan at his words. You grip the sheets in front of you until your knuckles turn white. You mewl out his name as he groans at you clenching him, throwing his head back. His speed increasing the more you clench him.
He looks over to the side and sees the mirror across from the bed. Then an idea pops in his head. He moves you and places you facing the mirror. He grabs your hair and pulls you up to look at yourself. âLook at how fucked out you look on my cockâ you whimper as you make eye contact with him and then yourself, taking in you disheveled appearance. He grabs your boobs and squeezes them as you fall apart underneath him. He plays with your nipples through the bra of the lingerie and you start clenching around him more. He groans and starts picking up more speed.Â
He starts thrusting harder getting close to his high. You start shaking getting close to yours too. âS-sir Iâm gonna-â he groans, not being able to hold back anymore. He flips you onto your back, continuing his rough pace âI wanna see your face while you cum for meâ You grip the sheets next to you. He interlaced one of his hands into yours âyou can touch me now babyâ You wrap your free arm around his neck, pulling him into a kiss. âCum for me babygirlâ he moans against your lips. Your release crashes over you. Chan swallowing your screams as his hips stutter. He releases into you and you moan at the warmth of his cum painting your walls. You wrap your arms around his neck. âYou took your punishment so well babyâ You giggle into his neck as you come down from your high.
Chan pulls out if you and goes to the bathroom. He wets a rag and comes back into the room. He wipes you down then goes to the closet. He grabs one of his hoodies and puts it on you. He grabs boxers for himself and puts them on. He gets back on the bed and cuddles up with you. He kisses your forehead as you drift to sleep.
âYouâll never fail to get my attention babygirlâ
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Dead girl walking || HJS
Theater was never supposed to be my thing. Sure, I liked musicals, but I joined this production of Heathers: The Musical almost on a whim. Now, here I was, playing Veronica Sawyer and preparing for one of the most daring numbers in the entire show: Dead Girl Walking.
Jisung, my JD, was pacing across the dimly lit backstage area, occasionally stealing glances at the script he didnât even need anymore. His phone buzzed in his hand, but he ignored it, biting his lip in concentration. He looked so focused that I almost didnât want to disturb him. Almost.
âHey,â I called out softly, walking toward him.
He startled slightly but recovered with a small laugh. âYouâre too quiet,â he said, tucking his phone away. âWhatâs up?â
I shrugged, gripping my water bottle a little tighter than necessary. âJust⊠you know. Thinking about the scene.â
âThe scene.â He nodded knowingly, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. âThe one where weâre supposed to act like weâre on the brink of ripping each otherâs clothes off in front of an entire audience?â
I rolled my eyes, but my cheeks flushed. âYeah, that one.â
Jisung chuckled, leaning against the wall. âYouâll be great. You always are.â
I tried to ignore the way his words made my heart flutter. âYou think so?â
âOf course. You make it look so effortless. Me? Iâm just hoping I donât trip over my feet or make it weird.â
âYou never make it weird,â I said, and I meant it.
He hesitated, then glanced around to make sure no one was nearby. âOkay, confession time. I have a little pre-show ritual that helps.â
I raised an eyebrow. âOh? And whatâs that?â
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small vape pen, holding it up as if presenting evidence.
âSeriously, Jisung?â I crossed my arms, half-amused and half-incredulous.
âDonât judge me! It helps me relax. Especially for scenes like⊠tonightâs.â
I sighed, glancing at the clock. We had a few minutes before places were called. âFine. But if you forget your lines or miss a cue, Iâm throwing you under the bus.â
He grinned, taking a quick hit and exhaling a faint cloud of vapor. âI never miss a cue,â he said, his voice softening as the tension seemed to melt from his body.
The stage managerâs voice crackled through the speakers, calling the cast to their places. My heart pounded as I adjusted my costume, smoothing out imaginary wrinkles. Jisung joined me in the wings, his presence warm and steady beside me.
âYou good?â he asked, his voice low.
I nodded. âYou?â
âYeah,â he said, though his eyes lingered on mine for a moment longer than necessary. There was something in his gaze I couldnât quite placeâsomething that sent a shiver down my spine.
The overture began, and the world around us seemed to fade. This was it.
When the music for Dead Girl Walking started, I was fully in character. My frustration, anger, and defiance flowed effortlessly as I belted out the opening lines.
And then Jisung entered.
From the moment he stepped on stage, something was different. His usual nervousness was gone, replaced by an intensity that took my breath away. His eyes locked onto mine, and it was like the rest of the world disappeared.
As the song progressed, the scene became more physical, more intimate. Jisung dropped to his knees in front of me, his hands resting on the sides of my thighs. The heat of his touch seeped through the fabric of my costume, grounding me and electrifying me all at once.
When he looked up at me, his eyes dark with emotion, I nearly lost my place. It wasnât just acting anymore. There was something raw in his gaze, something real.
I felt my cheeks flush as I sang my lines, my voice trembling slightly. His hands tightened on my thighs, grounding me, but also sending sparks through my entire body. I could feel the audienceâs eyes on us, but for a moment, it was just him and me.
As the music built to its climax, Jisung stood, pulling me closer. Our faces were inches apart, our breathing synchronized. My heart raced as I sang the final line, and the lights dimmed, leaving us in shadow.
The audience erupted into applause, but I barely heard it. My heart was still pounding, my skin still tingling from where his hands had been.
Backstage was a flurry of activity as the cast and crew congratulated each other, but I couldnât focus. My mind was still replaying the sceneâhis touch, his gaze, the way he made me feel like the only person in the room.
âHey.â
I turned to find Jisung standing behind me, his expression a mix of nervousness and something elseâsomething I couldnât quite place.
âYou were amazing,â he said, his voice low.
âThanks,â I said, my voice barely above a whisper. âYou too.â
He ran a hand through his hair, looking away for a moment before meeting my eyes again. âCan I ask you something?â
âSure,â I said, though my heart was pounding again.
âDuring the sceneâŠâ He hesitated, biting his lip. âDid you feel it too? Or was I just getting too caught up in the moment?â
I opened my mouth to respond, but no words came out. How could I possibly explain what Iâd felt without sounding ridiculous?
âI felt it,â I finally admitted, my voice trembling.
His eyes softened, and he took a small step closer. âSo what do we do about it?â
The question hung in the air between us, heavy with unspoken possibilities.
âI⊠I donât know,â I said honestly.
Jisung smiled, his expression warm and earnest. âMaybe we figure it out together?â
Before I could respond, someone called for him, breaking the moment. He gave me one last look, his eyes lingering on mine, before disappearing into the crowd.
As I stood there, my heart still racing, I realized one thing: whatever had started between us tonight wasnât just about the show. It was something real, something I wasnât ready to let go of.
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