#and it took Changbin a few chapters to tell me what he was

[justawritingducky]

You ever feel like your characters are hiding something from you? Like bitch if you don't tell me this thing we're gonna be stuck. I'm sorry I gave you a tragic back story pls pls pls tell me this small detail that isn't actually that small bc I NEED to know

[dwaekkicidal]

Sharing is Caring [3.5: ChanLix]

˚ʚBang Chan x Lee Felixɞ˚

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ summary: Chris comes home to a seemingly empty dorm, ready to relax and relieve the stress from the day away. Though... he really didn't expect to relieve it like this.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ word count: 5.6k (don't look at me.)

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ warnings: member x member content: dont like dont interact <3 (you can also block the #mxm tag), lots of yapping (if you cant already tell by the word count), mentions of poly relationships (specifically skz x female and felix x han), dom!channie and sub-slightly bratty lix hehe, brat taming, slightly meandom chris?, brief mention of chris having a solo-jerking off session, lots of jerking off, multiple rounds, overstimulation, unprotected sex, slight dubcon? (felix says wait a few times but he doesn’t really mean it), i thiiiink thats it?

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ notes: this took waaaaay too long for me to get out LMFAO but i finally got it done!!! small update on this series: i think im going to make an ot8 x reader (with a mxm sub chapter lol) and then close out this series >.< i wanna keep writing for it but i just have a jumbled mess of mxm ideas so i think i finish with ot8 and decide later on what to do

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The events of that first Friday night had haunted Chris. But not in a bad way. It was more so that he hadn’t expected any of his members to… explore each other in that way. Even after they all had agreed to the polyamorous relationship, he didn’t expect anybody to make moves on each other. Let alone the fact that they had done it prior to the main relationships starting.

Though, the more he thought about it, the more sense it made that it was the sunshine twins out of everyone. They got along great, both in public and in the comfort of privacy, and he could recall certain times where rather suspicious looks between the two were exchanged before they disappeared not to be heard from for an hour.

And he sure as hell can’t deny how hard he gets at the imagery of what these encounters would look like between the two. Especially not when his jeans manage to get tighter and tighter as the seconds pass and more visions flood in about the smallest two of the group.

But all of this comes to a halt as he takes the final step to be in front of his door. He blinks a few times, not realizing that he had indeed gone up the elevator and walked through the hallway to get to his dorm amidst all his daydreaming. He sighs loudly and digs for his keys in his pocket

Aside from those dirty thoughts lingering, it was eerily quiet as he walks through the hallways of the dorm. He simply assumed that Hyunjin had taken their girlfriend and left the dorm, so he didn’t bother to check the younger’s room. Instead, he just beelined it for his bedroom and closed the door as fast as possible.

He all but tossed his bags on the floor and threw himself onto his bed, exhausted after the hours and hours he had spent in the studio fighting with countless tracks that he just couldn’t seem to get right. He laid there like a pile of bones until he eventually pushed off the bed and forced his way to his dresser. A small pile of clothes is picked out and his robe is grabbed before he mozeyd his way to his shower.

The water is much colder than usual. It’s just barely tolerable but he hopes that it will break down his nasty thoughts, so he sits under the water for much longer than he usually would have. The water trickles down his toned back and he takes a few deep breaths as the last few hours replay in his head.

Han and Changbin had sent him home early, they could tell something was on his mind and he was more distracted than usual. He’d never admit that it was thanks to the youngest in the room, so he kept quiet and just brushed it off. But after a few hours of working and the two other producers trying to get him to talk about it, and failing, they told him to just go home and relax.

They promised to take care of everything as long as he went home and de-stressed. “Maybe even ask Bunny for help.” He sighs as Changbin’s words replay in his mind. It wasn’t a bad idea… A very specific type of release sounded pretty good right about now but considering she wasn’t around, he was at a standstill.

Either he takes care of himself and prays that it’s enough to satisfy him, or he waits however long he has to for his girlfriend to return home and ask her to help him out. And he decided on the latter. Though, part of him hoped the thoughts would go away naturally during the cold shower.

But once the water becomes unbearable and he’s still plagued with the same images from earlier, he grows even more frustrated. He subconsciously rolls his eyes and groans as he shuts the water off, forcing himself out of the shower. He doesn’t bother tying the robe, he just slides his arms through the sleeves and wears it wide open as he walks over to his bed and plops down onto it.

Welp. Plan B.

Some minutes later, his cock aches as he jerks himself off with nothing but thoughts of a certain blonde boy on his knees below him. As if it’s actually happening, his legs spread wider and his hips buck up into his hand. His whole body shivers as his thumb runs through his slit, some of the precum spreading around his tip and making his eyes roll into the back of his skull.

Chan feels like he has no control of his body as he throws his head back and sinks his teeth into his bottom lip. He finally allows himself to make a noise- a quiet whine escaping his throat as his stomach clenches, his orgasm right on its cusp.

Then, a sudden, loud knock on his bedroom door makes him jump out of his skin, and his head spins as his hand flies away from his cock, his orgasm already fading away. He wasn’t expecting any visitors and, as far as he was aware, the dorm was completely empty aside from him.

He wholeheartedly thought about ignoring it, hoping that the unknown person would just leave. But then, an all too familiar deep voice calls out to him from the other side of the door, making his arm hairs stick up. “Channie-hyung, are you there? You wanted to talk?”

His eye and his dick twitches and he stares at the door in awe, jaw dropped on the floor. Speak of the devil. He immediately covers himself with the robe, tying it half-assed and rushing to call out to the boy. “Y-Yeah! Come in.”

The door knob turns and Chris almost moans at the sight of Felix clad in a tank top and shorts. Even the slightest semblance of skin would send him spiraling but seeing so much of it, and seeing the outline of his entire torso through this tight shirt makes his dick twitch against his robe.

“Earth to Chris~ Hello?” 

“Ah! Sorry, mate..” He clears his throat and tears his eyes away from the younger’s chest. “What’s up?”

Felix’s face starts to burn red and he smiles knowingly, but he bites his laugh back and repeats his sentence with a more teasing tone. “A little birdy said that you wanted to talk to me about something~”

Chris blinks a few times, staying quiet as he rummages through his foggy brain for an explanation. “Ah! Right- Uh…” He scratches the back of his neck and saunters over to take a seat directly next to him, shivering when Felix leans in and their thighs touch.

“Uh…” Chan rakes his mind as he tries to find the right words, but they don’t come. So he opts to simply explain himself and then hopefully find the right wording. “So. First things first- I don’t want to make you uncomfortable so if this crosses a line, we won't speak about it ever again.” Felix’s eyebrow twitches up in curiosity and he nods slowly. 

“So… Han told me about the two of you.” Felix chuckles and mumbles out a quiet, teasing ‘Yeah?’ that makes Chris’ head spin. He has to bite the inside of his cheek to hold himself back from moaning as Felix’s voice meets his ears again. “Actually… Han and I spoke the night you three hooked up with our angel, so I know that he told you.”

Felix smiles at the wide eyes he gets in response, but he continues nonetheless. “It doesn’t make me uncomfortable. In fact-” He leans forward even more, placing a hand on Chris’ thigh and smirking to himself when the older man whimpers, barely audible. “In fact, I think it’s pretty hot.”

He leans forward all the way and lays his cheek on Chris’ shoulder, hand sneaking up his thigh more and more. His breath is hot on the older’s neck and Chris has to physically bite back yet another moan. He can't, however, bite back the strong twitch from the prominent bulge in his robe.

Felix smiles to himself and tests the limits further, ghosting his hand along Chan’s bulge before walking his fingers up his torso. “We’ve spoken about it before, you know?” Chan’s breath gets caught in his throat but he hums in acknowledgement, signaling Felix to continue. “He told me how big and pretty your dick was. And how submissive you made him feel~. ‘Said you were a real good Daddy.”

This time a moan breaks through and falls past Chris’ lips in a low tone, his legs twitching and arms shaking as he leans back onto them and gives Felix more space to work with. “Shit- Really?” It comes out desperate and deep, to the point where it riles up Felix in all the right ways.

“Mhm. Made me want a go.” Chan’s eyes snap open and he turns his head to meet the younger’s gaze. Their faces are inches apart and he can feel his composure fading away with each second. “Y-You- Yeah?”

Felix doesn’t bother holding back the breathy laugh that comes out. He just nods with his cheek curling up in a smirk. His hand is on Chris’ collarbone at this point and he traces small circles into the sweaty skin there.

The air is heavy as silence fills the room, but Felix doesn’t seem bothered by it. He has a small smile on his face as he continues to tease Chan’s neck with his finger tips. This goes on for a few more seconds as the eldest takes many deep breaths, doing everything in his power to calm his racing heart down. After he finally calms himself down, he finds it in himself to hype himself up.

“So… you want me as bad as I want you?” Felix’s ears start turning red as he nods slowly, lips still pulled up in a smile. Chris only bites his lip, racking his brain for the smallest amount of confidence so he can take control of the situation. The continued silence from the younger man gives him an idea and he finally makes a move, settling his hand on Felix’s cheek to start. His thumb strokes the freckles there and he can feel his confidence grow when the younger melts into his touch.

“Mmmm… And if Han told you about what happened that night, then I would have hoped he told you that I don’t like brats.” Felix’s smirk finally falters and he nods at the older, eyes glossy as they look up at him. Chris sighs and his hand trails down to Felix’s neck where he squeezes it experimentally. “Then… You should know better than to not use your words. Right?” Felix exhales deeply and nods again before catching himself.

“Yes… Sorry.”

Chris’ chest swells with the confidence that he needed and he squeezes his hand again, watching as Felix’s eyes flutter closed. “What is all this for, then? You’re trying to slut yourself out to me?” Felix shivers and doesn’t answer right away, making Chris squeeze his hand tighter and wait until their eyes meet again to loosen the hold. “Huh?”

“Yes, I-” He takes a deep breath, “I want you to play with me- like you did with Hannie.” The second the confirmation left his mouth, Chris wastes no time and shoves his lips against Felix’s. The hand around his neck stays there almost possessively as their tongues breach each other’s mouths. They moan into the kiss as Felix’s hands move to Chan’s biceps. He’s gotten so big recently, and Felix couldn't lie about how hot and bothered it got him.

The information would have to pried from their cold, dead hands, but neither Han nor Felix could deny that they both got off on just how muscular their members have become recently. Even when they would “have fun” with just each other, they tended to bring up one of their members and their sexy bodies.

It’s not until their lungs burn that they pull away from each other. But even then, Chris is already so pent up from weeks of fantasizing, and that mixed with his orgasm getting denied just minutes prior leads to needy impatience. So he, again, wastes no time. He pushes Felix onto the bed by his shoulder and crawls on top of him, sinking his hands and his knees into his mattress as he hovers over him.

His knee pushes up against Felix’s cock through his shorts and his thick lips latch onto Felix’s neck, making the boy moan louder than he expected himself to. He goes to react and cover his mouth with the back of his hand, but Chris reacts faster. He reaches up to capture both of Felix’s small wrists in one of his hands and pins them above his head.

“What happened to wanting to play like Hannie? You know, he was really well behaved then.” Felix whines at first at the gruffness in Chan’s voice, but eventually laughs through it once he realizes what he said. “Mmm… I hate to be the one to tell you, but Hannie and I aren’t exactly well behaved in bed. Even to each other. You just got lucky.”

Chan’s hands falter and Felix laughs out loud when he hears the quiet “More brats? Are you fucking kidding me…” Chris sighs loudly and rubs circles into Felix’s hip as can already feel the future headaches coming on. But, obviously, now is not the time for that. Especially not when he has one of said brats at his disposal, with their consent to play.

“You’re really gonna make me fight for this? Don’t even wanna try being my good boy?” Felix’s eyes shimmer at the pet name and he quickly finds himself in a dilemma. “You’ve been on my mind all fucking week. If you seriously can’t find it in you to be good, I’m not going to hold back when I fuck you like a whore.” Felix shivers and his leg kicks up as Chan’s knee pushes against him harder. 

Their lips lock and Chris’ hands move to trail up and down his body, from ghosting over his chest to sliding up under his shirt just to rake his dull nails down Felix’s stomach. Then they drop lower and tug Felix’s shorts down just enough so that his V-line is on display. As he tugs the shorts down, he kisses down Felix’s throat, making a pit stop there to leave dark hickeys into his skin.

Felix’s hips buck up and Chris indulges him by running his hands on his hips, squeezing them in appreciation before swinging around to knead his ass, spreading him through his shorts just to push them back together.

“Pretty thing. You really gonna let me play with you?” Felix nods eagerly and whimpers when Chris yanks his shirt over his head and then kisses down his chest.

“H-Hyung..” Chris only smiles in response. He bites his lip and looks Felix up and down once more, ghosting his hands over the younger boy’s hip bone.

“Hmmm?”

“Please take them off! I need you so bad.” Chris isn’t one to tolerate being bossed around, but he did ask nicely with a cute little comment at the end, so he lets it slide this time. He tugs Felix’s shorts down to his ankles as he nibbles on his hip. When he pulls away, his eyes widen at the sight of Felix being completely bare now- his pretty cock twitching just inches from his face.

“Felix… Where is your underwear, baby.” Felix’s face flushes and he smiles sideways.

“We played a little before you got home. Hyunjin and I made her squirt like two hours ago.” Chan’s eyebrow cocks and he slowly nods with a smirk.

“Good job…” Chris mutters under his breath. He kisses Felix’s waist and squeezes his hips, humming against his skin as he appreciates the younger’s smaller form. “Can’t wait to fuck this pretty little ass.~”

Chris reaches into his nightstand and pulls out a small bottle of lube, spurting some onto his fingers before poking at Felix’s puckering hole. He slides a finger in all too easily, and for a moment the thought of somebody other than Han getting Felix’s ass before him. He frowns at the thought, jealousy filling his veins, and he shoves that finger in to the knuckle suddenly, almost as a punishment for Felix.

The younger moans high-pitched and keens, his back arching off the bed. Chris smiles and nibbles at Felix’s stomach, leaving hickies all along his v-line. Felix already feels so full by the time Chris adds his second finger, then even more when a third gets added- stretching Felix out more than his small fingers ever had. Or Han’s finger’s for that matter.

He revels in the stretch for some time, rolling his hips back and forth onto the knobby fingers that dig into his walls. As he’s doing this, Chris sneaks his other hand from palming his cock through his robe in favor of wrapping around Felix’s base, squeezing it softly before starting to stroke him slowly.

“Was it just Han?” He gives Felix time to answer, understanding that it can be overwhelming, but when the boy stays quiet he curls his fingers roughly, digging perfectly into Felix’s prostate and making him cry out, his eyes rolling to the back of his head.

“I asked you a question, Lix.” Chan’s fingers speed up as his other hand focuses on tight, long strokes, causing Felix’s eyes to flutter shut as he moans and clenches around the fingers inside of him.

“Y-Yes just him! I swear! I haven’t- ah! I haven’t talked to any of the others about it yet.” Chan’s eyebrows perk up and he smirks, “‘Yet’?” He laughs and pulls his fingers out, manhandling the younger boy to flip over and lay on his stomach instead.

He’s in the process of sliding his robe off when Felix starts to wiggle around too much for Chan’s liking, so he tsks and sends his palm onto the flesh of Felix’s ass. The younger yelps and halts his movements, allowing Chris to take hold of his wrists and pin them to his lower back.

Chris whistles and massages the reddening flesh of Felix’s ass, admiring just how red it got from one small spank. His tongue poked the side of lip as he grew distracted with thoughts of making them even more red, but was brought back down to earth by the whines coming from below him.

He shushes Felix and tightens the grip on his wrists. Then he moves his hand down to pump himself a few times, even putting a show onto circle his tip around Felix’s rim, much to the younger’s dismay.

“M-Man… Chris hurry the hell u-” He’s interrupted by a yelp caused by the much harsher slap to the same ass cheek as before. Chris huffs and his hand comes down on Felix’s other ass cheek, making the boy twitch with a whimper.

“Lose the ‘tude.” Chris finally pushes in, moving his hands to hold onto Felix’s hip in order to lift his ass up higher, making him rest on his knees instead of being flat on his stomach. Once he’s nearly bottomed out all the way, he gives Felix some time to get used to the feeling of being full and slithers that same hand down his stomach so he can wrap his hand around Felix’s dick.

“Oh my g-od… ‘So big-” His veiny hand pumps slowly, making the younger moan and clench harder around him, and making himself groan in response. “H-Hyung.. Please move. I-I can’t-” Chris hushes him, placing a kiss on his shoulder as he starts to move slowly. Felix shakes and arches his back, he’s still sensitive from the orgasm he had earlier and he can’t help but clench even harder at feeling so much fuller than he’s used to.

“F-Fuck.. You’re so tight Lix. You gotta relax, baby.”

Felix shivers and tightens his hands in the sheets as Chris squeezes his hips and thrusts his hips upwards experimentally. When Felix moans and arches his back, Chris moves to rest on his forearms near the younger boy’s head, nails digging into the sheets as his hips gradually grow rougher and rougher. He moves cautiously though, eyes locked onto Felix’s as the younger shakes beneath him.

Every time Chris bottoms out, Felix’s voice cracks in a moan. His small hands release the sheets in favor of digging his nails into Chris’ forearm. “Channie!” Chan responds by slamming his hips against Felix’s, bottoming out in one fell swoop. “Use your words, baby. Be a big boy and tell me what you want.”

“I need it faster Hyung- Please-” Chris fixes his posture and uses the grip on Felix’s hips to pull him backward. Then he slams his hips forward and pulls Felix back onto him at the same time, making the man below him silently scream. He repeats this action, harshly fucking into Felix and pulling him back onto him with each thrust.

Felix is drooling onto the sheets at this point, and Chris can feel his sanity slipping from him as he relishes in the feeling of Felix’s heat around his cock. Chris’ jaw drops and he breathes heavily as Felix’s ass milks him dry, his own cock twitching as it drips cum onto Chris’ sheets. 

They stay there for a moment, catching their breaths and calming down from their orgasms. Chris is the first to recover, pulling out of Felix slowly as if to tease him further. Felix shivers and swats his hand back at Chris with a whine. The older man laughs and holds him still until he’s finally out all the way, then his hands on Felix’s hips move to his ass cheeks, spreading him open and allowing him to watch his cum drip out of Felix’s gaping hole.

Felix’s head is still spinning, so he can’t bring himself to complain at Chris’ heavy gaze. He barely notices when he’s pulled to his feet, the only thing ground him being Chris’ thick lips pushing against his. It’s a short, sweet kiss. Just one that Chris used to make sure Felix was ok.

Once he’s sure, he leads Felix to his bathroom and digs in the cabinets for a washcloth to clean the younger man with. When he finds one and turns back around, his cock twitches back to life at the sight of Felix studying the hickeys and little red marks- soon to be bruises- on his hips. With a smile on his face.

Chris feels his cock twitch at the sight and he finds himself slowly stalking towards the bathroom mirror where he settles himself behind Felix, his arms wrapping around the younger's waist. Felix’s smile doesn’t falter as they make eye contact and Chris acts before he thinks, grinding his hips against Felix’s ass as his lips latch onto the boy’s shoulder.

Felix’s eyes widen and he laughs in disbelief, “You’re hard again??” Chris giggles against his skin and bites down, angling his hips to push his cock between Felix’s ass cheeks. “I wasn’t lying when I said you’ve been on my mind all week. ‘Been dreaming about fucking your brains out.”

One of Felix’s eyebrows cocks up and he bites his lips to hide his smirk, his inner brat coming back out now that he can think straight. “Who said you fucked my brains out? Last I checked I can still think properly.” Chris’ eyes roll in faux annoyance and he closes his eyes for a second, opening them back up with a fire in them as he pulls away from the new hickey he just left.

“Really?”

Felix smiles and reaches out to turn on the water for the washcloth, not expecting much more out of Chris right now considering he just came an insane amount inside of him- the cum still dripping down his thighs as they speak.

What he didn’t account for was how pent up Chris was. He didn’t know how bad his cock has ached the last few weeks for him, or how distracted and frustrated he’s been at work- unable to focus on anything but the thoughts of Felix below him at his mercy.

Chris doesn’t have much patience at this point, and even less self control, so it’s no surprise to himself when he angles Felix forward just slightly and slides a hand between them to slide his tip into the younger boy’s hole. It surprises Felix though, and his eyes roll into the back of his head as Chris sinks in all the way, his balls hitting his ass in the process

“W-Wait- Hyung-?” Felix’s fingers dig into the counter as Chris starts moving right off the bat. He’s had multiple orgasms in the last few hours and he can feel himself slipping into some sort of subspace as Chris’ hands sneak a tight grip into his hair.

“Hm. For somebody who’s ‘not fucking your brains out,’ you sure look like a brainless slut on my cock.” Felix moans loudly at Chris’ mean words, even more so at how unbothered he sounds, and his eyes snap open. His eyes quickly fall to the mirror in front of him and he shivers at the reminder of the hickeys littering his neck, feeling like he’s been claimed of sorts.

Chris’ eyes meet his in the mirror and he shakes aggressively when Chris thrusts harshly, his hand wrapping around Felix’s base at the same time. His hands move fast and Felix cries out as his orgasm builds insanely fast out of nowhere, the stinging feeling on his head only egging him on further. His body doesn’t give him anytime to warn Chris as he cums suddenly, his cock spurting onto the counter and some onto Chris’ hand.

He can see the smirk grow on Chris face, but his overstimulated body could care less about that, only focused on the squeeze around his cock. His own hand bolts down to Chris’ and he moans at the difference in the size of them. He wraps his hand around Chris’ wrist instead and tries to pull him away, only for Chris to squeeze him tighter and growl into his ear.

“Wait...” Felix shakes his head as tears prick his eyes. Chris would normally stop himself and allow the other person some time to breathe, but he feels this is a sufficient punishment for Felix trying to brat out- just for him to fail anyway.

The hand in his hair moves in favor of pinching his nipples and Felix’s eyes roll shut at the extra attention on his body. His legs shake almost nonstop and he can barely hold himself up. But despite all the overstimulation, his hips still push back against Chris’, making the older man huff out a laugh.

Soon enough Chris’s hand releases Felix’s cock, allowing him to breathe for a moment, and only a moment, because that hand digs into the muscles on Felix’s thigh and lifts it up. He angles his leg to rest his knee on the counter, allowing Chris to thrust even deeper now.

“Chris… I’m- shit!” His head drops and his arms shake, struggling to hold himself up. The new depth mixed with the sensitivity of his entire body makes Felix clench constantly around Chris.

“Gonna cum again, angel? ‘S Channie gonna make you cum again?” His voice wavers as he talks, his own orgasm dangerously close.

Felix’s chest heaves as he cums and Chris follows, a string of curses leaving his lips as he pushes them against Felix’s jawline. As he continues fucking into Felix to ride out his orgasm, Felix cums again, this time with a desperate cry that makes his voice crack and the tears in his eyes finally fall. Chris pulls out suddenly and holds Felix tightly against his chest as he jerks the younger off, making him convulse in his hold.

He whimpers and digs his nails into any part of Chris that he can reach, leaving red marks in his hand’s wake. He only calms down once Chris releases him fully, causing him to sob quietly at the overstimulation.

“You okay?” Felix nods slowly and leans back, putting all his weight on Chris as he feels his mind hovering elsewhere. Chris recognizes the general signs of subspace all too easily, having already experienced it multiple times with their girlfriend, and he chuckles lowly. “Shower time and then we’ll cuddle to sleep.”

He leaves no room for disagreements, and even if Felix could talk, he wouldn’t bother. So he simply holds onto Chris tightly as the older man washes his body off, being cautious when cleaning below his belly button. They only separate for a minute or so, so that Chris could wash himself off again, before they’re stepping out of the shower.

Chris manages to dress Felix then himself in a few minutes, laughing to himself when Felix wobbles over to the bed and throws himself onto it. Felix whines loudly when Chris doesn’t join him right away, and then again when he realizes Chris is trying to speed clean the mess they left.

“I’m coming, I’m coming~” He giggles and hurriedly tosses their clothes into a combined pile out of the way before sliding under the sheets. “Anything hurt?” Chris’s fingers soothe Felix’s scalp and the younger of the two’s head bobs as he feels sleep pulling him. “Uh-uh” He doesn’t bother shaking his head and just melts into the warm embrace.

“Sleepy…”

“Go to sleep, Lixie. I’m not going anywhere, pinky promise.”

The morning after is colder than he expected. Chris wakes up to an empty bed, and the revelation makes his heart feel emptier than ever. He lifts his head briefly to scan the room, and then closes his eyes in relief when he sees Felix’s clothes still in a pile with his own clothes from last night’s events. Then, the sound of familiar laughter coming from elsewhere in the apartment immediately comforts him.

“Morning sleepyhead. Care to explain why Felix came out of your room last night, in clothes that are deeeefinitely not his?” The shit eating smile on their girlfriend's face makes his face flush, even more so when he realized that Felix kept quiet in order to let him decide what to tell them. ‘Not well behaved’ my ass. Just gotta fuck the brat out of you.

He clears his throat to hide a laugh and shakes his head. “Straight to the point. Can’t even let me have my morning coffee before I get interrogated?” She rolls her eyes at him but smiles and doesn’t press further. “I expect details later!” She places a kiss on his cheek and then runs off to the living room to join Hyunjin in watching some artsy YouTube video, allowing Chris and Felix to have some space to talk.

“Good morning, Lix.” He leans over the younger man and husks out into his ear teasingly, caging him in with his arms planted on either side of the counter. “Slept well?”

“Like a fucking baby…” Felix’s neck flushes and they both giggle quietly. “Good morning, though. Sorry I left you alone in bed, I heard them out here and got ‘FOMO.’”

Chris smiles and shakes his head, “It’s ok, I was a bit sad but I guess it’s best to not lay in bed all morning.” Chris makes his coffee immediately after he separates from Felix, using the coffee they had made before he woke up to do so. He notices Felix doesn’t leave him after that. Had he not known the boy for the last decade almost, he would have been confused as to why. But the nervous picking at his fingernails gives him away to his leader all too easily.

“Sit with me? What’s on your mind, Lix?” 

He makes a face of surprise before smiling and shaking his head knowingly. “Might sound dumb, but I just wanna know- Like… So what now?” His voice drops almost to a whisper as he finds the confidence to ask such a heavy question, and he’s happy when he does when Chris smiles sweetly and tilts his head.

“Now… You’re mine and I’m yours.” Felix smiles and bites his lips, playing around with his fingers in excitement.

“Mhm… What does this mean for everybody else then?”

“Whatever you want it to mean. Baby girl and Han will still love you the same as before- if anything the three of you might unite against me into some sort of fucking brat-brigade.” He rolls his eyes and takes another sip of his coffee, smiling into the cup when Felix bursts out laughing. 

“Oh… And since we’re on the topic of ‘everybody else’…” Chris clears his throat and cracks his neck to shake the bits of shyness he feels. “Last night when you said you hadn’t talked to any of the others ‘yet’… Is that something you want?”

Felix’s face flushes and he laughs nervously. “Yeah… I think so. I’m not sure who would want me like that, but I’d be open to all of them to be honest. I think Hannie feels the same, but I think we both know he has a favorite he would want the most.” Both men laugh and Chris scoots his chair closer to Felix.

Once he’s close enough, he slugs his arm around Felix’s shoulders and pulls the younger into him. “Let me help you then, yeah? Make your life a little easier.” Felix’s eyebrows widen and he snaps his head up to see a soft smile on Chan’s face followed by those thick lips pushing against his temple. “Whatever my babies want, my babies get.”

“...Even if that means conquering all of our friends in bed.”

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Chapter 19

Y/n lays between Hyunjin and Jeongin trying not to disturb the two too much as she’s having trouble falling asleep. The movie had made her, Hyunjin, Felix and Jisung cry at the end. Felix babbling that he doesn’t want any of them leaving him, even if it’s what’s good for him in the end. Saying that he would rather die than not have any of them in his life. Changbin had to drive the truck back as Chan held Felix in the backseat as he wouldn’t stop. 

Once back at the house the alpha took the crying boy straight to bed, Jisung following after wanting to continue comforting the emotional omega. Hyunjin became attached to Y/n and wasn’t letting her go, taking her to one of the rooms with him. Jeongin after talking with Changbin, Seungmin and Minho decided to go join the two as he still was wanting to hover over his omega.

“That pup is so worried about her.” Minho mumbles to the other two after Jeongin shuts the door. 

“I get it.” Changbin looks at the door. “Ji and Lixie have never asked him to help them slip into subspace before. So Y/n asking him, he’s worried as to what was going on in her head that she needed to slip away mentally.”

“But he said it himself, she was fine during the date.” Minho reminds them.

“Maybe he sensed something during the scenting session that he didn’t know about at first but after thinking back on it more realized it.” Seungmin speaks up. “I mean, on Chan and I’s date she told me that she felt like something bad was going to happen. Was so anxious about it. She seems to be doing better now but with how her family made her think that her feelings weren’t valid, she might just be good at hiding it at this point.”

“God, don’t say that Minnie.” Changbin groans. “I don’t want to think that she might be keeping her emotions from us just so she can suffer in silence.”

“It could also just be nothing.” Minho reminds them wanting to ease their nerves.

The two nod before Changbin stretches and grabs the beta’s hand. “We should probably head to bed, it’s late.”

Seungmin looks at the remaining alpha. “Hyung, do you want to join us?”

“I will in a few.” Minho smiles. “I wanna clean up the kitchen a little bit better from dinner so there isn’t too much to do in the morning and we have stuff to cook breakfast.”

“Well don’t stay up too late.” Changbin sighs before giving him a kiss. Minho then gives Seungmin a kiss. 

“Goodnight.” Minho smiles at them and they say it back before going into one of the empty rooms. 

About an hour later after Minho is satisfied with the kitchen, he’s about to go join Changbin and Seungmin when he hears a door open and close. Y/n walking out into the living room but stops in shock when she notices the kitchen light on and looks up to see the alpha standing there watching her. 

“You okay, kitten?” He finally speaks when he notices some tear stains on her cheeks. 

“Yeah, just can’t sleep.” She sighs and instinctively leans into him when he walks over to her. 

“Come on, you’ve got your date with Binnie and Ji tomorrow, you need to sleep.” He holds her against his chest for a moment before moving them back down the hallway. “Do you want me to tuck you back in bed with the other two, or do you want to sleep in bed with me?”

“With you please.” She whispers. 

He leads her into one of the empty rooms and sits on the bed before pulling her into his lap, straddling his waist. 

“Do you wanna talk for a bit? Tell me what's on your mind that’s keeping you up?” He nudges her chin to look at him but frowns as she still avoids eye contact and stays quiet. “Minnie, told me that you were anxious on your guy's date because you felt like something bad is going to happen. Wanna tell me about that?” 

She sighs and hesitates for a moment. “I don’t know what it is. I just keep having this feeling that something’s going to happen.” She looks at him finally, tears brimming her waterline. “I don’t know why. I felt it when we were out shopping. Then again at the gaming cafe.”

“Is that why you asked Innie to scent you into subspace in the car?”

She nods as tears finally shed. “The date was going so great, I was having so much fun and had loved it. But then I started getting paranoid in the parking lot and Lixie told me before about how he and Ji will sometimes ask you alphas to help them slip when they’re having a bad day or are anxious. I didn’t want the date to be ruined because I overthink too much so I asked Jeongin to do it. Wanted it to make us closer and to just not have to think for the rest of the day.”

“I get that.” He wipes away her tears. “But something we do with them is that they have to tell us first what’s wrong before we scent them into subspace. Now there are special cases for Jisung when he’s on the verge of another panic attack where we don’t question him and just do it so he doesn’t end up sub-dropping but he knows he has to talk to us afterwards when his head is clear again.” He tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. “Now this was the first time Jeongin has ever scented anyone into subspace, probably why Felix went first. So he doesn’t know that he’s supposed to ask you guys first, and Felix probably thought that you were just wanting to know how it felt. That's what the rest of us thought.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Baby, I’m not telling you all of this so you apologize.” Minho coos and places his hand on her cheek which she leans into. “I’m telling you this because we’ve told you before not to hide anything, talk to us. No matter how big or small you might think it is, talk to us. I promise you that we will listen and remind you that it’s okay to feel what you’re feeling, okay?”

She nods and whispers. “Okay.”

“Good girl.” He then looks over at her bag that’s on the other side of the room. “Have you been taking your anxiety pills?”

She hesitates for a second as if to think whether to lie or tell the truth before sighing. “No.”

“Is there a reason why?” He tilts his head in a questioning way. “Do you feel like they aren’t helping?”

“I just keep forgetting to take them I guess.”

“I get that, they are prescribed to be taken as needed up to five times a day and not a daily thing.” Minho sits there and thinks about it for a moment. “But you do need to take them when you’re feeling anxious or paranoid so we can know if it’s working or not for you.”

“I don’t always have them with me though.”

“We’ll get you a cross body bag or something to be able to keep them in and anything else you might need whenever we’re out.” He smiles before his eyes wanders down to her neck where the collar lays and he moves his hand to play with the pendant. “I knew this would look good on you.”

“It’s so beautiful Min, thank you.” She looks at him before looking at his lips and decides to just kiss him before she chickens out.

Minho is a bit surprised at first but kisses her back, hands moving to her ass to pull her closer to him and her arms snake around his neck, hands playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. He gives her a few pecks before moving his lips away from her but rests his forehead against hers and looks at her closed eyes.

“Kitten, as much as I want to keep kissing you, I won't be able to hold myself back if we continue.” He breaths a little heavily. “It’s late and you really need to be getting some sleep for your date with Changbin and Jisung tomorrow.”

“But I can’t sleep, I’m wide awake.” She whimpers and moves away from his face to give him a pout. “Please, want your bite.”

“Fuck.” The alpha groans, leaning his head back a little before tilting his head to look at her cute face. “You are going to be the death of me, baby.”

He grabs the back of her neck to kiss her again before flipping her over onto the bed on her back as he leans over her. He leaves small kisses down her jaw to her neck. He licks her scent gland just under where Felix left his mark causing her to shudder. 

“Alpha, please.” 

“Patience, kitten.” He moves back up to her lips and kisses them then nibbles on her bottom lip before pulling away again. “And you’ll need to try and keep a little quiet. The walls here are a lot thinner than at home. You don’t want to wake everyone up do you?”

“No.” Y/n whimpers as she tugs at his shirt to bring him closer. 

Minho chuckles before indulging in her neediness and kisses her as his hands roam her body. He slides under her shirt to hold her sides wanting to touch her skin. 

He pulls away again when she tries to slide his shirt off, grabbing her hands to stop her. “Are you sure? Your mind has kind of been everywhere the last few days.” 

“I am so sure, Min.” She whispers. 

“You know I love you right?” He gazes at her as he places his hands on either side of her head.

“I do know that.” She smiles. “And I love you too.”

“Good.” He kisses her lips before sitting back on his knees again and grabs the bottom of her shirt pulling it up and she helps him take it off of her. 

As soon as the fabric is discarded he dives into kissing and nibbling at her collar bone before moving down to her chest loving all the little sounds she makes as she tries to keep quiet. After leaving a few hickeys he sits back taking his shirt off before unbuttoning his pants and sliding those off too. 

Y/n watches his every movement, taking all of him in like this. She of course doesn’t miss the bulge in his boxers. She tries to reach out to touch him but he grabs her hand.

“We’ll explore that another day, right now I just need to be inside you.” She gasps as he grabs her hips and flips her over on her stomach. He lifts her hips up so she’s on her arms and knees as he pulls her shorts and underwear down. “God you have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to see and touch this ass.”

He squeezes one of her asscheeks then helps her kick her shorts and underwear off her legs as she presents herself to him, arching her back a little and turning her head to look back at him.

“Please alpha.” 

He growls and tears his boxers off before lining up with her from behind. He teases her core with his member a little before shoving himself in and she squeals and moans into the mattress. 

“You okay, baby?” He leans over her back, keeping his hips still as he kisses her shoulder. 

“I’m good.” She nods. “You can move.” 

The alpha hesitates before feeling her squeeze around him making him grunt and buck his hips. He grabs the pillow nearby and brings it to her head for her to moan into then starts moving slowly in and out of her. 

“Fuck kitten.” He groans at how she feels wrapped around him.

He keeps his chest against Y/n’s back as he thrust, wanting to be as close to his omega as he can and so he can hear every noise she makes into the pillow. He continues to squeeze her ass with one hand giving the occasional spank, his other holding her hip.

Her scent starts to make him lose it as his thrusts start to falter a bit. He can feel his knot starting to grow and he leans down licking her scent gland.

“Please alpha.” She turns her head away from the pillow to beg. 

When he feels his knot lock inside her and how close she is he bites down hard on her neck just under Felix’s mark. She moans into the pillow as she comes undone around him resulting in his release in her.

Once she stops shaking he slowly releases his teeth from her neck and licks up the blood. Once her neck is clean he moves his arm under her stomach keeping her against his chest as he lays them down on their side, his knot still locked inside her. 

“You did so good for me, baby.” He strokes her hair. “Do you think you’re tired enough to sleep now?” 

“Yeah.” Y/n hums with a small nod of her head pushing her back against his chest more and snuggling into the pillow they lay on. “I love you, Minho.”

“I love you too.” He kisses her shoulder as he holds close to him. “Get some sleep.”

After the alphas knot had deflated she turns over so he slips out of her and faces him, surprising him as he thought she was about to fall asleep finally.

“What are you doing?”

“Want to bite you.” She looks up at him as innocent as ever. 

“You couldn’t wait until the morning.” He chuckles before baring his neck to her. 

Y/n nuzzles against the crook of his neck at first, so she can smell him and he starts to release some pheromones that makes her head a little fuzzy but not enough to not be aware of what she’s doing. She then bites down under the three other marks and he starts to make a rumbling noise as he pulls her closer to him again. 

After she lets go of his neck and cleans it up he moves her hair out of her face just gazing at her lovingly. “You good now?”

She smiles and nods happily. “I’m great.” 

He kisses her before pulling her to lay her head against his chest and they both don’t last long before sleep overtakes them. 

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A/N: Several people were wanting Minho to claim her and here we are. Who do you guys think is next? Also I promise that Changbin's and Jisung's date is the next chapter.

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Greenridge ABO Series

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Warnings: explicit language, fear, mentions of past abuse/trauma, violence, abuse, mentions of blood, pet names, a lil smut... 18+ MDNI

WC: 5867

Chapter 11

Two days went by. Two long, agonizingly slow days. The Mansae pack had made it to the house within the hour and Changbin explained how chaotic their day had been. The Mansae members eagerly pitched in to help. Their pack medic Joshua and his assistant Seungkwan worked with Felix and Doctor Quinn in keeping an eye on you. They checked your vitals every hour, keeping you on an IV drip. They also took shifts at night to keep an eye on you around the clock.

Changbin and Seungmin went to check on Minho since there were so many people at home to protect you should the Nykos attack. Jeongin wouldn’t stray too far from you though. He even slept on the floor in the basement living room the first night.

  When Changbin and Seungmin arrived at the house, Minho growled and yanked at the chains when they entered.

“Minho?” Seungmin spoke cautiously.

“We really should have put some clothes on him before locking him up.” Chanbin noted.

Minho was still hard, his tip red and leaking.

Seungmin stepped forward carefully, looking into Minho’s eyes. They were golden and no longer red so that was a good sign. Changbin stood back, observing in case he needed to intervene.

“Please.” Minho rasped.

“Please what?” Seungmin asked, catching Minho’s rut scent.

“Touch me.” Minho hung his head, voice barely audible.

Seungmin stepped forward, caressing Minho’s cheek. Minho whimpered, leaning into his touch. He was covered in cum, so was the floor, and Seungmin felt bad. He clearly had been trying but to no avail.

“I’ll help you.” Seungmin whispered, kissing Minho as his hand dropped to Minho’s cock and stroked.

Minho bucked his hips, searching for more friction. Seungmin squeezed hard, pumping his hand faster. It was only a few minutes before Minho cried out, cum dribbling down Seungmin’s hand. Minho’s body shook as the orgasm washed over him. Finally, after hours, he began to soften. Apparently it wasn’t enough for him to do it, he needed someone else’s touch.

Seungmin littered his face and neck with kisses as Minho leaned into him. Changbin went and grabbed some pillows and a blanket from the other room, placing it next to Minho so he could rest. Then he cleaned him off while Seungmin went to wash his hands. Minho laid down, his wrists and ankles still chained to the wall.

“Should we unlock him?” Seungmin asked upon return.

“We’ll check on him when he wakes up.” Changbin assures, kissing Minho’s temple.

“I’m going to stay here until he wakes.” Seungmin said, sitting next to Minho and rubbing his back.

Changbin nodded, heading back to the house.

It took a few hours but eventually Minho woke up. 

“Seungmin? Wh-where’s y/n?”

“You don’t remember?”

“I remember waking up next to y/n this morning. I started my rut and told her to leave but she insisted on helping me.”

“She did!?” 

“Yes…You seriously think I took advantage of her?.” Minho glared, shaking his wrists to make the metal clink. 

That must be why I’m locked up, he thought.

“I don’t know. We thought the urges took over or something.” 

Seungmin shrugged, looked away. He was unsure how to break the news, knowing how Minho was - he was not going to take this well. Of course Minho could tell there was something he wasn’t saying.

“Spit it out Seungmin.” Minho demanded.

Seungmin sighed, “You went feral. That’s probably why you don’t remember. My guess is it was because of Lewis’s mark. ”

Minho clenched his jaw, staring at the far wall. “What did I do?”

Seungmin took a deep breath.

“You marked her.” He looked at his alpha, awaiting his reaction.

Minho swallowed, his fists clenched. “How bad is it?”

“Minho…”

“How…bad?” Minho growled.

“She sub-dropped.”

Minho took a deep breath. “I wanna see her.”

“I don’t think that’-”

“Tell her I’m not going to hurt her. That I’m chained-”

“She’s in the med room…we are waiting for her to wake up.” Seungmin spoke in a quiet voice.

Minho finally looked at him and Seungmin shivered under his intense gaze. 

“It’s not your fault-” Seungmin tried to say.

“It is. I did this.” Minho looked back at the ground. “You should go be with her.”

“I’m here to help you with your rut. She’s got plenty of people around her right now.”

“I don’t need help.” Minho stated.

“Minho…”

“Seungmin…I love you…but I demand you leave. Go.” Minho commanded with his alpha voice.

Seungmin stood, shoulders slumped, and with one last look, he left. He headed back to the house, finding Changbin. Changbin sighed upon hearing about Minho but told Seungmin to just give him space to process. Seungmin did bring Minho dinner after a little while but he said he didn’t want it.

The next day, Changbin had gone to bring him food. Minho was sitting there, staring off in space. Changbin could see a tent where the sheet covered his crotch but Minho ignored it. Changbin undid the chains, but Minho didn’t move. 

“You need to eat.” Changbin said after a few minutes of silence.

Minho just stared at the floor, catatonic.

“She’s doing better.” Changbin offered. “Her vitals are going up so that’s promising. We are still trying to find Chan but I swear it-”

“Chan is missing?” Minho finally spoke, looking to Changbin.

“Seungmin didn’t tell you?”

“No. Tell me what?”

“Chan didn’t come home yesterday. The Mansae pack is here to help us find them.”

“That’s what Seungmin meant when he said she’s got plenty of people around her.” Minho muttered.

“Yes. I swear it’s the Nykos but we have no proof. Two of Seungcheol’s people went to track their phones’ last location. Hopefully from there we can find them.”

“If it was the Nykos, go storm their house and get them back.” Minho deadpanned.

“If we do…and they aren’t there…” Changbin shook his head. “We can’t be reckless. You know this.”

Minho sighed. “I hate that I put this on you and Innie.”

“It’s not your fault. Plus, I think it’s good for Innie.”

“I knew I should have kicked her out of my room.” Minho shook his head.

“Minho…you would still be dealing with your rut. So you would still be here.” Changbin reminded him. “Eat please.”

Reluctantly, Minho ate his food and Changbin went back to the house. Seungmin would be there later and end up helping him a bit with his rut, Minho’s urges taking over.

Hoshi and Mingyu finally called, letting everyone know that they found their phones as well as the car flipped over in a ditch. They were further convinced of this being a kidnapping since one of the doors was ripped off. It was also unsettling to think they were hurt from the car accident. 

Jeongin was soothing Felix as he sobbed in his lap, this all being too much for the sensitive beta. Jeongin was doing his best to remain calm and collected, soothing Felix and learning from the older alphas and betas.

Nighttime finally came and everyone was getting some rest. Changbin was restless of course but sleeping. The Mansae pack was scattered around the house, sleeping on couches or piled with each other in the guest room. 

Jeongin, after finally getting Felix relaxed and sleeping, went to check on you. He was standing in the doorway, watching you carefully. You were sleeping peacefully, although your skin looked pale. Jeongin missed your smile, the sound of your voice, your laugh. He smiled at the memories, impatient for you to wake.

Thump…thump…thump…thump…th-

Jeongin hurried to your side, squeezing your wrist. No pulse.

“FELIX!” Jeongin yelled, starting CPR.

Felix popped up, confused. 

“FELIX!” Jeongin called again, waking a few others.

Felix sprinted into the room, Joshua shaking Seungkwan.

“What happened?” Felix questioned. 

“I don’t know. One minute she was fine. Then I heard her heart stop.” Jeongin explained.

“Push epi.” Joshua said.

Felix measured out the epi and fed it through your IV, Jeongin still giving CPR. Felix’s eyes were teary but he blinked them away. He had to be strong for you right now.

“Pulse check.” Joshua said.

Jeongin stopped as Joshua pressed two fingers under your jawline.

“She’s got a pulse.” 

They all breathed a sigh of relief.

“Ohh, thank god.” Felix said, dropping to the ground.

“Breath, Lixie.” Jeongin rushed to his side and rubbed his back as he cried. The stress was definitely getting to him.

“Her heart is weak right now. But it’s fighting.” Joshua informed.

“She’s strong. She’s a fighter.” Felix sniffled, standing up. “She made it out of that hellhole. She will survive this.” 

Joshua smiled sympathetically, nodding his head.

“You three rest, I’ll keep watch.” Seungkwan offered.

“I’m fine.” Felix said, holding onto your hand.

“Lix, you only slept an hour. And only four the night before” Jeongin held Felix’s other hand. 

“I’m not leaving her side again!” Felix nearly yelled. 

“Okay,” was all Jeongin said.

Jeongin stepped out of the med room, Joshua and Seungkwan too. They laid back down in their spots on the couch, Jeongin noticing Minho at the back door. He was inside, just standing there staring with a blank expression. Jeongin sniffed the air, not catching the scent of his rut. Was it over already?

Seeing Minho’s eyes look towards the med room, he wondered how much of that he heard.

“Go see her.” Jeongin whispered.

Minho looked at him, making him squirm under the harsh stare.

“I’m sure it would help if you go hold her hand or-” Jeongin stopped when Minho moved.

Minho walked around the couch opposite of the med room and headed upstairs without a word. Jeongin pouted. If he would go see you, it might help you recover, especially now that you’re bonded and he marked you. But Jeongin didn’t push. Instead he just tried to get some sleep.

It was the early hours of the night and everyone was asleep. Minho stood in the doorway of the med room, refusing to enter as he watched your slow breaths. He locked in on the faint heartbeat of yours, staring as Felix was cuddled into your side, finally sleeping. The bed was barely big enough for the both of you but he didn’t care. He needed to be close to you.

Minho looked behind him, seeing Jeongin asleep on the couch. He remembered what he said, and what he’d been taught of soulmates. Sighing, he stepped forward, coming to your side opposite of Felix. Seeing you like this made his heart ache. He had done this - he had nearly killed you. And you were still not out of the woods yet. 

Hesitantly, he reached his hand out to yours and took it. Your touch felt tingly on his skin as held your hand. Studying you, it sounded as if your heart beat was stronger. Counting, he realized it was elevated. Maybe being bonded does help. 

He held your hand for a while, not wanting to pull away. Nearly twenty minutes passed and he heard movement from the living room. He closed his eyes, leaning down and breathing your scent before whispering in your ear.

“I’m sorry.” He kissed your cheek and left, his hand slipping from yours.

It was the next morning when Doctor Quinn returned. She checked your vitals, Felix filling her in on what happened last night. It made her worry, but your vitals were in a healthy range and she felt optimistic of your recovery. Felix wouldn’t believe it till you were awake and talking though.

Minho was upstairs, cooking breakfast for everyone. Changbin insisted he rest but Minho ignored him. So Jeongin and Changbin pitched in to help him cook for everyone. Soon breakfast was ready, Felix refusing to leave your side. Seungmin brought him a plate down, kissed your temple and went upstairs to eat.

“We can’t keep sitting around. We need to go to the Nykos and get our boys back.” Minho said once everyone was done eating.

“We don’t know how many people are at their house right now. Their numbers are huge…like five times ours. We would have to bring everyone - Enha and Ahgase - and hope we have enough.” Seungcheol noted.

“Someone has to stay behind for y/n,” Seungmin added.

“Doctor Quinn can.” Minho said. 

“What if they bring a handful of people for y/n? Doctor Quinn can’t protect her from one alpha, let alone like two or three betas.” Seungmin pointed out.

Minho sighed. If they split their numbers to leave you guarded, they risk not having enough to rescue their members. Not that they had enough anyways if reinforcements were already in place. If they had your pack members, they probably had packs on guard ready to attack. 

“Even if we leave her with just Doctor Quinn, who says we would make it past the border. They would be expecting us and keep us off their lands. We could very much not even make it to the house.” Wonwoo said as if he read Minho’s thoughts.

“I just can’t stand them being there as long as they have. Who knows what shit Lewis is pulling right now.” Minho grumbled, running his fingers through his hair.

“What if we have Doctor Quinn take y/n away. Hide her somewhere while she recovers. She would be safe, and we better our odds on the front lines. We are just going to have to take the chance of guarded borders and large numbers.” Changbin suggested. “We can call Enha and Ahgase. Tell them to get here immediately and make our move tonight. That way our people don’t spend another night there.”

“I hate to play devil’s advocate…” It was Hoshi, raising his hand to intervene. “But what if they aren’t even at the house. Lewis could have taken them somewhere else.”

It was silent.

That was definitely an option, one they didn’t want to think about. If they made it to the house, and their people weren’t there…

“Then we torture him until he talks. Kill no one and only take prisoners. Someone will break and tell us where they are being held.” Minho states. “We move at dusk. I’ll call Enha and get them here. S.Coups, can you call Ahgase?”

“Of course.”

“Everyone, get some rest and fuel up. I need you at your best.” Minho says. 

Everyone nods and moves to get themselves fight ready for tonight.

Meanwhile in the basement, Felix was checking your vitals for the third time that hour. He was stressing to say the least, anxious your heart would stop again. You had been dressed in some of your clothes, the new mark cleaned carefully by Doctor Quinn.

As he took your blood pressure, reading the dial as he listened, you blinked your eyes open. Your brows furrowed at the harsh overhead lighting. You blinked rapidly as your eyes adjusted, turning your head slowly when you noticed someone next to you. A small moan escaped you, causing Felix to look at you. 

“You’re awake!” Felix practically fell on you. “Oh my god, you’re awake!

You groaned a little as he squeezed you, your lips turning up into a small smile.

“Oh, y/n! I was so worried. We all were!” Felix spoke with tears in his eyes.

You swallowed, trying to sit up.

“Easy. Take it easy. Let me get you some water.” Felix sprinted from the room, across the living room to the bar and grabbed a water bottle from the fridge. He was back within thirty seconds and placed it to your lips. He tipped it slowly, helping you drink.

“What happened?” you rasped, coughing.

He helped you with a few more sips. “What do you remember?”

You thought back. The last thing you remembered was waking up in Minho’s arms and he had started his rut. Your eyes got wide, worried about what happened during that time for you to end up in the med room with Felix crying. But Felix waited for you to speak, not forcing any memories.

“I remember Minho got his rut. And…I pushed him to let me help.”

Felix nodded. “That’s it?”

“I remember feeling this…blinding pain. Like nothing I had ever felt before. Not even with the Nykos.” You said that last sentence in a small voice, hating that something hurt you more than the Nykos.

“Minho marked you. He went feral upon seeing Lewis’s bite and his instincts went into overdrive.”

“But it didn’t hurt like that before.”

“It’s because he was overwriting the old one. Your old bond was being broken, a new one forming. Doctor Quinn was supposed to be here to observe when you were finally ready. You know, in case you sub-dropped… which you did.” Felix explained.

“Where is he? Where’s Minho? Is he okay?”

“He’s upstairs and he’s fine.”

“I should help him.” you moved to stand.

“Whoa, y/n.” Felix guided you back down. “Help him with what? His rut?”

You nodded.

“You’re in no condition for that. Plus he’s not rutting anymore.”

“What? How?”

“I don’t know. He stopped last night.” Felix shrugged.

“How long have I been out?” 

“Two days.” Felix whispered, stroking your cheek.

“Two days?!” You gasped. “Wait, he's done already?”

“Apparently. It's confusing for him too.” Felix shrugged. “But he said there have been reports of skipping a rut or one ending early during times of high stress.”

It was quiet for a few moments as you processed everything Felix told you. He tucked your hair behind your ear, smiling at you. 

“I’m sorry.” you whispered, looking at your hands as they fidgeted in your lap.

Felix took your hand in his. “Sorry for what, love?”

“Being a burden. We should be worrying about the Nykos…”

“No, no. Shhhh.” Felix squeezed your hand. “You are never a burden. We will always take care of you, no matter what. We love you. I love you.”

You meet his loving gaze, your own eyes watering. “You do?”

“Yes. I don’t care if it seems too soon. I know how I feel.” Felix says. He was always one to wear his heart on his sleeve.

“Felix, Minho wants to see - hey you’re awake!” 

You tensed at the foreign man coming into the med room. Felix felt you squeeze his hand and remembered you hadn’t met them yet.

“It’s okay. This is Joshua. He’s part of the Mansae pack. He’s a friend and he’s been helping me take care of you. Him and Seungkwan.”

You looked at him and he smiled at you. You looked down, avoiding eye contact with the alpha and whispering, “Thank you.” 

“Oh course. I’m glad to see you awake and talking.”

“I have to go see Minho. Will you be okay stay-” “Let me come.” you pleaded.

“Y/n…you need rest.”

“I’m okay. I’ve been resting. I wanna see Minho.”

Felix didn’t know how to tell you that Minho didn’t really want to see you right now. Instead, he was too busy beating himself up over it all.

“Y/n…” Joshua stepped forward. “You were…without a pulse for a while. Felix and Jeongin finally brought you back but your heart stopped again just last night. I’m happy, but a little surprised you’re awake so soon after that. And with such strong vitals…. I know it’s a lot to take in, but you really should rest your body. You don’t want to stress it too soon.”

You looked to Felix to see if what Joshua was saying was true but he was looking down at your intertwined fingers, gnawing his lower lip. It must be true and the thought made you whine. Truth is, Felix was happy Joshua told you, he didn’t have the heart to relive it by telling you himself.

“I’ll send the boys down, okay?” Felix forced a smile as he reassured you.

You just nodded, knowing he needed to go. 

Upstairs, Felix rushed over to the boys on the couch.

“She’s awake! Y/n’s talking and she’s awake!”

“Really?!” Jeongin popped up from the couch.

Felix nodded his head excitedly.

Changbin, Seungmin, and Jeongin rushed downstairs, racing and arguing about who’s getting the first hug.

Minho remained seated on the couch, not showing how relieved he was to hear this news. He couldn’t bear it if he had killed his soulmate - hell, their soulmate.

“Don’t say a word.” Minho warned them as they descended the stairs.

“Say a word about what?”

“I don’t want her to know about our mates. She doesn’t need the stress.”

“You’re going to lie to her?”

“No.”

“Lying by omission is still lying.”

“Doctor Quinn is going to take her somewhere private and secluded while we infiltrate the Nykos.” “I’ll go with her.”

“Felix. I need you fighting with us. We need everyone helping. We don’t know what we are walking into or how many people will be there.” Minho’s tone was serious and gave no room for protest.

Felix's shoulders dropped but he nodded.

“So I need you rested and ready. We leave at dusk. Enha and Ahgase will be here soon. Doctor Quinn too. We will leave and then she will take y/n away.”

“This is all happening so fast.” Felix stated.

“I know. But I can’t leave them at Lewis’s mercy another night.”

“Okay. I’ll be ready.” Felix said.

“Thank you.”

“You should go see her.” 

“Go eat.” Minho stood and walked off.

“Minho.” Felix stood and he stopped. “She’s okay. You don’t have to punish yourself. Go see her. She even asked about you.”

Minho looked back at Felix and, without a word, left towards his room. Once behind his door, he exhaled heavily, clutching his chest as he dropped to his knees. Silent tears fell from his eyes as relief washed over him. He sobbed for a few minutes before collecting himself and standing. 

He hadn’t been in his room since coming back from the rut house, too preoccupied with everything going on. And now, he’s seeing the messy state he left behind. Walking forward, he looked down at his unmade bed - the sheets blood stained. You bled on his sheets when he bit you, and now the sheets were a reminder.

Minho moved robotically, ripping the sheets from his bed. He rolled them up into a ball and took them out to the trash in the garage. Then he came up, finding new sheets in the hall linen closet. He made his bed and tidied up his room before going back to his action plans.

The boys had practically fallen down the stairs to get to you, scaring you briefly with all their commotion. 

“Y/n!” They exclaimed, about to attack you with a group hug. 

“Easy.” Joshua warned, but to no avail. 

You winced, the pressure of them hugging you made your shoulder hurt a bit. The mark was still sensitive, your tissue healing.

“Sorry.” Seungmin muttered, kissing your temple. 

Jeongin leaned in and kissed your forehead, Changbin kissing your cheek. He wanted to kiss your lips but nobody knew about the first time. (He also didn't want to do it in front of everyone).

“Are you hungry? Seungmin can make you some food.” Changbin offered.

You shook your head. 

“You need to eat. It's been like three days, darling.” Seungmin squeezes your hand. 

You pout but don't say anything.

“I'm gonna make your favorite, okay?” Seungmin says. 

You can't help but smile. He pecks your cheek and then hurries off upstairs. 

“Where are the others?” You ask.

“Um…they are working on the,uh…the Lewis problem.” Changbin says. 

You notice the way his smile seems tight. Like he's hiding something. But you don't get a chance to ask because Felix comes back and sits on the edge of the bed. 

“This one…has refused to leave your side.” Jeongin says, jabbing his thumb in Felix's direction. 

Felix smiles sheepishly. “I was worried.”

“We all were. But we still rested and ate.” Jeongin notes.

You smile at Felix, your heart warming at his undying love. All of them cared about you so much and you didn't know how to handle it. It was overwhelming but in the best way. 

After a few minutes of them cooing over you and helping you to the bathroom, Seungmin returned with food. 

“M'lady,” he said with a bow. 

You giggled, taking the plate. It smelled so good, your stomach growled loudly. The boys chuckled as you started eating. 

Joshua came back in, telling the boys that Minho was asking for them. They promised to be back quickly, leaving you alone to your thoughts. You kept eating, thinking about how you probably scared them all so bad. It looked like they hadn’t been sleeping much and that made you sad. 

Suddenly, you got a bright idea for a sleepover night. You would get pillows and blankets and set them up in the living room, demanding everyone huddle together for the night. That would probably be the best way to get everyone to have a good night’s rest. And that way you didn’t have to be alone with your nightmares just yet.

After eating, you attempted to stand. The IV was still in your arm, but you ripped it out, now knowing how to turn off the flow of it. You pushed the covers off and swung your legs over. Your body was stiff and you wanted to move around to get the blood flowing.

You slid off the bed, your feet dropping about a foot before hitting the cold tile. Your legs felt a little weak and wobbly but you managed all your weight on them. Carefully, you walked to the foot of the bed and found that it wasn’t hard - you didn’t even need to support yourself. You continued walking, upstairs to a living room crowded with foreign faces.

You froze, not sure what to do. The mix of smells was overwhelming. You looked into the kitchen and saw Minho at the island. Quickly, you walked over and hugged him from behind. He tenses.

“Are you okay?” you whisper.

Minho swallows. “I should be the one asking that.”

You let go and he finishes making his sandwich. 

“Minho…” you start.

“I gotta get some planning done.” Minho walked out of the kitchen and down the hall to Chan’s office.

You pout. He barely looked at you. And he seemed so distant. Your mark began to sting a little. He wasn't… rejecting you, was he? He hasn’t been this cold since your first day. Your cheeks flush red as you realize all the people probably witnessed that.

“He’s just processing.” One spoke up. “I’m Seungcheol.”

“Y/n.” you forced a smile.

“I think he blames himself for you… well… you almost dying.” 

The idea made your heart ache. Nothing about this was his fault. It was yours since you pushed him the other morning. Sighing, you go back downstairs. You stopped at the bottom of the stairs, not wanting to go back into that room. So you decided to go out back.

Outside, you inhaled deeply, enjoying the smells of the yard. The fresh crisp smell of the leaves and trees. It was a bit colder than you last remembered, making you hug yourself. You stepped forward, your barefeet in the grass. It was comforting - the freeness of being outside. 

You caught a whiff of unknown wolves as you heard chatter from above. It must be members of the other pack on the balcony. You went to go back in before you caught some of the conversation.

���I don’t know what condition we are going to find Chan in. I’m worried.” one of them said.

Find Chan?

“Lewis is probably doing a num-ber on him for taking the omega. And I can’t wait to put a hot poker through his eye.” spoke a second one with a grunt as he acted out the motion.

Lewis what?

“Tell me about… That bastard needs to be humbled.” the first spoke again.

Your legs move before you think, carrying you upstairs. You look around the living room, everyone stopping and looking your way. Some hushed voices whispered as you made your way down the hall to Chan’s office. Swinging the door open, you find it empty. You march back down the hall and upstairs.

“Y/n? What are you doing out of bed?” It was Jeongin.

“Where’s Chan?” you asked.

“Uh, he’s with-

“Lewis?” you interrupt.

Jeongin swallowed.

“H-how do you know that?”

“So it’s true.”

“Y/n…” 

“You weren’t going to tell me?” your voice was getting louder.

Jeongin pulled you into Felix’s room since it was the closest. It was the only bedroom without a neutral color scheme, a dark blue on the walls. It also had a cute window seat on the far wall.

“What are -,” Felix said, caught off guard by the intrusion.

“She knows.” Jeongin deadpanned.

“Knows?” Felix asks cautiously.

“That Chan is with Lewis.” you answer, crossing your arms.

Felix’s eyes go wide, sucking in a breath.

“What happened?” you ask.

They sat you down, explaining everything they knew.

“Let me come with you.”

“You just woke up from a two-day coma.” Felix states.

“I can fight.”

Jeongin laughs.

“It’s not funny. I’ve been training too. Please! I can’t sit here and do nothing when it’s my fault in the first place.”

“It’s not your fault.” Felix gives her a look.

“If I hadn’t veered off course and ended up in your yard, they would be prisoners right now.”

“If you hadn’t ended up in our yard, you would probably be dead. Or still suffering and not knowing you had actual soulmates.” Changbin stated from the doorway.

You all turned to see the beta with his arms crossed. He wasn’t wrong…

“Minho said Doctor Quinn was going to take you somewhere safe in case they try to come here for you.” Changbin explained.

“No.” You say, standing from Felix’s bed. 

“Sorry, babe.” Changbin shrugged.

“This isn’t fair.” “It’s for your protection.” Jeongin grabbed your hand. “Please let us keep you safe.”

You look into his pleading eyes. You didn’t know if it was his cute pout or he did some alpha influence thing, but you rolled your eyes. “Fine. I’m going to shower.”

You left their room, showered and dressed within an hour. It felt nice to freshen up and put clean clothes on. Then you went over to your nightstand, taking out a notepad and pen. You decided to write a note to Minho to leave on your bed. 

Sorry boys,

I can’t let anymore of you get hurt by Lewis. 

I Love You.

You glanced one last time at your room, not knowing whether you would ever make it back. You committed it to memory and closed your door. Then you casually made your way down to the basement. Most of the hybrids were congregated in the kitchen eating. You heard the doorbell and realized it was probably the other packs coming in. But you kept going. 

The few people in the basement were asleep. So you quietly snuck past them, opening the basement door and slipping out. You hurried across the lawn, checking to make sure there wasn’t anyone up on the balcony before doing so. Once the coast was clear, you darted into the trees and hurried off towards the Nykos. 

You didn’t know how far it was to their property, but you pushed on. At least you had shoes now and proper clothes, although you probably should’ve worn pants and a sweater, not shorts and a t-shirt. The sun was beginning to set, making the air feel colder.

You pushed on, hugging yourself to keep warm. The scent in the air started to smell more familiar, flashes of your nights running away from the brothers came to mind. You pushed them away and walked forward. 

It had been an hour and the sun was nearly set. You continued on, watching your step. You followed the scent, climbing up a hill at one point. Then you notice a worn path. Looking up, you see a tree with letters carved in it - your initials. You were here. You made it back to Nyko territory. 

Now you just had to make it into the house undetected and find the boys. They would probably be in the basement like you were. The hairs on your arms and neck stood up. It was eerie being back after all this time. The memories kept threatening to creep up on you, but you focused on your mates and happy memories.

Snap.

You jump, twirling around. No one was behind you. You swear you heard a branch. Cautiously, you keep walking. It was quiet for a minute until another snap. You turn again. But this time, everything goes dark. Your hands instinctively reach for your face - a bag covering it. Muscular arms grab you and lift you up.

You scream and thrash in an effort to get away but his grip doesn’t loosen. You hear the creak of the backdoor and know that you’re now in the house. You’re thrown to the ground, bag removed. You blink at the light as your eyes adjust. Looking at the man hovering over you, you don’t recognize him. He must be from an allied pack, hence why he was guarding the border.

“Boss will be out to see you.” he grumbled, his voice deep and crackly.

You look around and notice another man standing by the outside door. You were in the living room, the basement door off by the far wall. The lock on the door was open. Perfect.

You eye the men, watching as one paces the living room. The other stands guard, looking between you and his comrade. You slowly adjust your position on the floor, subtly getting yourself closer to the door. The one who carried you pulls out his phone. You look to the other and he’s looking outside. As quietly as you can, you rush to the basement door, swinging it open.

“Hey!” the men yell after you but you’re halfway down the stairs.

That god awful smell hits you, making your eyes water. You splash in the puddles as you hurry to look in the cells. They were empty. Not even the other omegas were in here. Panic sets in as you make your way to the torture room in the back. You hear the mens’ footsteps coming down the stairs.

Please don’t be in here. Please. You think as you round the corner.

The door was wide open and you were met with an unpleasant sight.

You gasped loudly, staring at the hanging body. It was naked and covered in open wounds from torture, completely mutilated. But it wasn’t Chan.

It was Lewis.

He was dead. Alpha Lewis was dead.

Your vision started to blur and you felt lightheaded. Your stomach churned at the sight, making you lean over and vomit on the floor.

The men groaned, carrying you back upstairs. They dumped you on the floor yet again and, this time, the room started to spin. You tried to focus your vision at the sound of footsteps, but you were only met with a pair of black boots and an unfamiliar voice.

“Hello, little sis.”

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My Significant Bother - Ch 5 (Epilogue)

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS, DNI

Warnings/genre: SMUT, piv, pia, double pen, unprotected sex (don't do it), mxf, mxm, little bit of angst

Pairing: MinSung x fem!reader

Final Chapter for 'My Significant Bother'. Was requested here as kinda a one shot/update kinda thing.

dividers made by @cafekitsune

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You sigh, nervous. You've never been this nervous. Why are you even nervous? This has been something you've wanted since you were a little girl.

You stare at yourself in the full-length mirror, watching as you're helped into the most beautiful white dress you've seen. Your mom is off to the side, trying to keep her tears at bay, watching her baby girl getting ready for her wedding.

"Oh, Y/n. I wish your father was here to see his daughter getting married." She pats her eyes carefully with a tissue, careful not to ruin her makeup. You smile softly, your own tears start to form on your waterline. Your maid of honor, Iseul, gently pats your eyes for you. You smile and thank her.

"I know, eomma. I do, too, but I know appa is looking down on us today, giving us his blessing for today." You step away from the mirror to hug your mother.

In another room, Minho was pacing back and forth, just as nervous. His groomsman, Chan, steps up and places a hand on his shoulder. Minho looks at him, worry filling his eyes.

"What if she regrets marrying me?" Minho has never been more scared.

"Minho, you've been together for 10 years now. I think if she wanted to leave you, she would've done so by now." Chan flashes him a dimpled grin, trying to calm his friend down. His six other groomsmen agree. He nods and sighs. Minho had grown close to your coworkers and boss, close enough he considers them family now, and wanted them to be a part of your special occasion. Minho, looking around, finally noticing that his best man is missing.

"Where's Jisung?" He asks, looking back at Chan.

"I think he stepped outside. I'll go find him." The freckled blonde man says, stepping out of the room and lightly jogs outside, seeing Jisung standing outside. He steps up to his friend and smiles softly. Jisung sighs, putting his hands in the pockets of his slacks.

"What's going on, Ji? I know I've only known you for a few years, but I can tell when something is bothering you." Jisung looks over at his friend and co-worker. He looked calm, but his anxiety was eating him up inside.

"What if they forget about me, Felix?" Jisung asks quietly, his calm façade starting to break.

"They won't forget about you. I've known Y/n for so long. She's not the kind to just give up on someone." The blonde gently nudges Jisung with his shoulder. "She loves you so much, man. Trust me." He smiles at his friend, eyes crinkling with the smile.

"I don't know. We used to hate each other so much..I was so awful to her back in school, and even after." He groans. "I was such a dick.." he mumbles. "What if she realizes that she can do so much better than me? What if they both do?"

Felix noticed that Jisung was starting to spiral. He steps in front of his friend, gently placing his hands on the man's shoulders.

"Ji. Slow down and breathe. Deep breath in, deep breath out." Jisung does just that. Felix walks him through calming exercises, pulling him into a hug when he's calm. Changbin pops his head outside the door just then.

"Hey, they said 5 minutes till showtime. Ji, make sure you're ready to walk her down, ok?" The muscled man says before disappearing back inside. Felix pulls back, hands on Jisung's shoulders again.

"You ready?" He looks at Jisung, who took a deep breath and sighed. He nods, and they head inside, Felix going back to Minho and their friends. He gave a quick rundown of what happened, as Jisung went to your room. He gently knocks on the door, your mom answering. She smiles up at Jisung and lets him in.

"Hi, Jisung. Thank you for walking her down the aisle today. She's talked so highly of you." Your mom pulls your boyfriend down for a hug, one of which he reciprocates. Your mom loved both men, happy you found two men who make you so so happy. "I'll see you out there, ok? She's almost ready." Jisung smiles at her before she leaves the room to take her seat at the front of the pews.

Your bridesmaids and maid of honor step out of the room, taking their place to walk down the aisle before you and Jisung. You step into the room from another room offset to your main dressing room, hair tied up in a beautiful updo, some hair left down to frame your face. Jisung stares at you, his mouth open, jaw practically on the floor.

"Baby…wow.." he whispers, staring at you. His eyes trace over your body, taking in every detail of how you look, how your dress shows off your body. Your cheeks flush as he stares at you.

"Hi, Sungie." You smile softly. "Are you ready?" You step up to him. He nods and offers his arm to you. You take it and walk out of the room with him, your bridesmaids and maid of honor walking up the aisle.

"You look absolutely stunning, baby. I'd kiss you right now, but I don't want to mess up your hair and makeup." Jisung chuckles softly. You knew he was serious. Your bedroom life with the two boys was just as lively as ever, and you know it can get very heated, even with just one of the men you love.

"Thank you, Sungie. Maybe later, though." You wink at him just as the wedding march plays. Jisung walks you down the aisle, yours and Minho's friends and family watching, smiles on their faces. Some of them with watery eyes as they were happy for you. You see Minho at the altar, his eyes full of love and adoration for you. You notice he pulls his handkerchief out of his pocket as he starts crying. You've never seen this man cry in the entirety you've known him. Chan steps over, putting a hand on his shoulder, and whispers something. Presumably asking if he's ok as Minho had nodded, a wide smile on his face.

Your photographer made sure to get amazing pictures and videos of you, Minho, and your wedding party. As Jisung gets you to the altar, he stops and smiles at you before he gently grabs your hand and passes you off to Minho. You lean in and gently kiss Jisung's cheek, whispering an 'I love you, Sungie' before Jisung goes to take his place next to Minho as his best man, a soft smile on his face. Your friends on both sides of the altar smile at you. You step up to stand in front of Minho, who still had tears rolling down his face.

He whispers out to you, "You're so beautiful, Y/n." Wiping his eyes again with his handkerchief, he nods to the minister that he's ready. He starts his speech, letting you and Minho read your vows to each other, putting the rings on each other's fingers. He asks if anyone objects to the marriage. When no one does, he announces that you are husband and wife, announcing you may kiss. Minho smiles at you, cupping your cheek in one hand. He pulls you close with his other, you wrapping your arms around his neck. He leans down, your eyes closing, and kisses you deeply. Your friends and family applaud.

——

The reception is off to a wonderful start. You and Minho mingled for a while before it's time for the first dance. You dance to the rhythm of the music, his hands on your waist, yours on his shoulders. You both smile at each other, completely elated. Leaning down, he gently pecks your lips, as you whisper quiet 'I love yous' to each other.

When the first dance is over, Minho has a dance with your mom, and you dance with his father, his father taking the place of yours for the father-daughter dance. Once that dance is over, Minho kisses your mother's cheeks before waving Jisung over to have a dance with you. He comes down and gently holds your waist as Minho goes and takes his seat at the wedding party table.

"Hi, baby. You still look stunning." He smiles softly as you dance. You notice the sadness in his eyes.

"Hi, Sungie. Thank you." You smile back. "What's wrong though, baby?" You ask.

He's silent for a moment, avoiding eye contact with you. When he finally looks back at you, he whispers, "You and hyung won't…you won't forget about me, will you?" His eyes started to water.

"Sungie, baby. Of course not. You mean the world to us." You step closer and softly peck his lips. "Where we go, you go. Where you go, we go." You smile softly. He sniffles softly and nods, a gentle smile on his face.

——

Jisung had stayed at Felix's place for the first two nights of your wedding of his own volition, wanting to give you and Minho privacy on your first night as a married couple. On the third day, he came back home around noon. Minho had gone out quick to pick up supplies for your upcoming honeymoon in a week. You were in the kitchen making lunch when he walked in.

"Hi, baby." Jisung called out, taking his shoes off.

"Hi, Sungie. Hungry? I'm starting lunch." You call out. He hums loud enough for you to hear. Padding into the kitchen, he sees you in just a pair of panties and one of Minho's oversized shirts, it hanging off your shoulder to reveal a plethora of love bites and a few teeth marks from Minho. He groans softly, his cock slowly hardening in his shorts. He drops his bag on the table and steps up behind you. He wraps his arms around you and buries his face in your neck, inhaling your scent.

"Mmm..I missed you so much, jagi.." he squeezes you softly, making you giggle.

"I missed you, too." You smile. "Minho will be home any minute. He's got something to ask you." You say in a sing-songy way. Jisung just hums again as he gently sways back and forth with you. Minho walks in the house a few minutes later, announcing he was home.

"Kitchen, hyung." Jisung calls out, still holding you. Minho walks in and smiles at the sight. He walks over and presses himself against Jisung's back, squishing the younger male between you and himself.

"My little cuties." Minho says, smiling. He reaches around you both and gently grabs Jisung's hands and brings them to your breasts, gently squeezing them with Jisungs hands. You can feel Jisung twitch against your ass as you chuckle. Minho continues to grope your breasts with Jisung's hands, playfully humping his boyfriend, pushing Jisung's hard length into your ass.

"Minho, my love?" You hum. He lets out a 'hmm?' As he leans down to kiss Jisung's neck. "Do you think you can give Sungie some…attention while I finish making lunch?" You feel Jisung completely hard against you. Minho smiles against Jisung's neck.

"Of course I can." He pulls away for a moment before coming around to kiss your cheek. Grabbing Jisung's hand, he brings the younger male down the hall to his bedroom. A moment later, you can hear Jisung being very vocal, meaning Minho didn't shut the door. You smile and let out a soft chuckle. You finish making lunch just as they come out not long later, Minho was dressed, but Jisung came out shirtless. The younger was now sporting his own love bites.

You set the plates of food on the table, smiling at your boys. "Feeling better, baby?" You ask Jisung.

He hums, "Still want my jagi, but yes." He kisses you softly and thanks you for the food. Minho comes to your side and kisses you as well, thanking you.

"So, my wonderful husband." You giggle, all seated at the table. Minho looks up at you. "What did you want to ask Sungie?" You take a bite of your food. You see Minho smirk before he turns to look at Jisung, the younger's cheeks puffed as he eats.

"Jisung. Jagiya and I were talking about this for a while." He rests his chin in his hand, a sincere smile on his lips now. "We are going to Maldives for our honeymoon. It's a gorgeous place on the water." Jisung nods along as he eats, eyes flicking between you two. You squirm in your seat, excitement pouring out of you. "And we wanted you to go with us. I know normally the honeymoon is for the wedded couple, but we felt it wouldn't be complete without you there."

Jisung stares at you both wide-eyed as he swallows his food. "What?" He squeaked out.

"We want you to go with us, Sungie baby." You say, smiling.

"But why? It's your honeymoon." His eyebrows scrunch. "I don't want to get in the way of that." Jisung looks at Minho.

"Ji, we want you there." Minho reaches out and holds his hand.

"'Where we go, you go. Where you go, we go.'" You quote yourself, holding his other hand.

"What about work?" He looks at you now.

"I already cleared it with Chan." You smile at him.

——

You walk down the sandy beach to the boardwalk that leads to your living quarters. Minho stares at you lovingly as your hair and sun dress blow in the breeze. He looks out to the water to his left for a moment before turning to his right, smiling at Jisung as he stares after you. He chuckles.

"You look like you're back in high school, jagi. Staring after Y/n like you think no one is watching." Jisung's cheeks burn as they turn pink.

"Hyung.." he whines softly, looking at his boyfriend. Minho chuckles and wraps an arm around Jisung's waist, pulling him closer to plant a kiss to his temple.

"Come on, Ji. Let's get this beautiful creature to our lodgings." He smiles and pecks Jisung's lips, walking with him to follow you to where you're staying. They follow you to the very last building on this walk, you open the door for them, a beautiful smile on your face. They both kiss you as they walk in. "Go enjoy yourself, kitten. Ji and I will put our things away." Minho insisted on carrying your luggage for you, despite all the pouting and protests from you.

You pout again before stepping out onto the balcony, looking out over the expanse of the water. You lean on the railing and close your eyes, enjoying the nice breeze and the smell of the ocean. You don't realize how long you're standing there until you feel two pairs of arms wrap around you, making you jump slightly.

"Hi, kitten. Sungie and I are feeling a bit needy." Minho whispers in your ear, sending chills down your spine. Jisung leans down and kisses along your neck, kissing the fading hickies that Minho had left from your first night as a married couple. They both press against you as to show just how needy they are. You lean back against them, smiling.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" You tease. They both hum a response, Jisung takes your hand and leads you to the bedroom, Minho following behind. Jisung stands in front of you, Minho behind. Pressing a needy kiss to your lips, Jisung starts to slip the straps off your dress off your shoulders. The fabric falls off you, held up to your hips by the men pressed against you. Minho unclasped your bra and let it fall, reaching around to gently grasp your breasts. The cool metal of his wedding ring sends a chill across your skin when it touches you.

You moan into Jisung's mouth as Minho plays with your nipples, the older one placing open mouth kisses along your neck and shoulders. Both men press their clothed dicks into you. One of your hands tangles in Jisung's hair, the other making quick work unbuttoning his shirt. Getting to where his shirt is tucked into his pants, you just about yank it out so you can push the fabric off his shoulders. Jisung breaks the kiss for air, his eyes a little glassy, lips red and slick from the kiss.

Minho peeks over your shoulder from where he was kissing your skin to look his boyfriend over. Honey skin glowing in the natural light, the tattoos on his pec and side on full display.

"Have I ever mentioned how hot tattoos are?" You moan out as Minho pinches your nipples, grinding against your ass.

"You may have said it once or twice." Jisung grins, a chuckle slipping past his lips. He steps back a bit, quickly taking his pants off, with classic Jisung, foregoing any boxers. His hard leaking cock, springing free, tapping his stomach from where he was bent over to pull his pants off his feet.

"Fuck..go play with Ji for a little, kitten." Minho whispers, gently biting you, letting his teeth graze against your skin. He pulls back, your dress finally falling off your hips. Both men groan out, seeing you in just your lace panties. You see Jisung's cock twitch a few times as he looks you over.

"Shouldn't you be first, hyung?" He asks as his eyes still roam your body. "It's your honeymoon after all."

"It's fine, go ahead." Minho says, slowly undressing himself. You step up to Jisung, wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him down for a deep heated kiss. He places his hands on your hips. "You ever fuck a married woman, Ji?" He teases. Jisung lets out an 'mm-mm' against your lips, his hands snake around to your ass. "So kitten is going to be your first?" Jisung whines at the teasing, knowing that Minho is doing it out of love. You pull back and grin up at Jisung.

"I'm going to be your first, Ji baby?" You tease him as well.

"Oh you're asking for it, jagi." Jisung picks you up, holding your ass as you wrap your legs around him. He carefully pulls your panties aside and slides his cock up into your slick entrance, pulling a loud moan from you. Minho watches, slowly stroking himself. Holding onto your ass, Jisung fucks up into you as he stands. "How are you still so tight, jagi? Fuck.." your boyfriend mumbles between moans.

"I know I said to play with Jisung, but fuck. I don't think I can wait.." Minho grabs a bottle of lube from one of the bedside tables. You bury your face into Jisung's neck as he slowly bounces you on his cock. Stepping up behind you, making sure he has plenty of lube on his member, he grabs his cock and gently presses it to your entrance with Jisung. The younger looks up at his boyfriend, eyes wide.

"Just be careful, hyung." Jisung says as he feels Minho slowly push into you. You arch your back and moan, feeling yourself stretch to accommodate both your lovers. Jisung groans as he feels Minho's cock against his and at the extra tightness of you being stuffed full of them. Minho carefully bottoms out inside you, holding onto your thighs. He leans over your shoulder to kiss Jisung as you adjust, Jisung moaning softly into his boyfriend's mouth.

After a moment, you try to start bouncing on them, a soft whine escapes your throat.

"I think jagi is needy, hyung." Jisung whispers against Minho's lips. The older hums in confirmation, slipping his tongue into Jisung's mouth. Slowly and carefully they start to thrust into you, taking extra care to not hurt you. You lay your head on Jisung's shoulder, breathing against his neck, just barely able to see your husband and boyfriend making out. The sight makes you clench around them. Jisung groans into Minho's mouth as their tongues glide across each other. Minho pulls back, grinning at Jisung.

"I love you, jagiya." Minho says softly. Jisung smiles. "I love you, kitten."

"I love you too, hyung. I love you too, jagi." Jisung kisses your shoulder softly, you mumble out an 'I love you both', your mind getting fuzzy as they both fuck up into you faster. Minho reaches around between yours and Jisung's bodies with his left hand, quickly finding your clit. He rubs slow circles around the bundle of nerves, enjoying the mewls, moans and whimpers you make. You arch your back a bit, pressing your breasts right into Jisung's chest.

"Can you cum for us, kitten? Hm?" Minho says as he rubs your clit faster, fucking up into you a little harder, a few times he and Jisung enter you at the same time. You moan out their names, feeling the coil in your belly tighten. Both Minho and Jisung kiss and bite your skin, leaving new hickies across your shoulders and neck. You gasp out, body shuddering as you cum hard around them. You clench tightly around their cocks, making them both moan out before they cum deep into you.

"How do you feel baby?" Jisung whispers against your neck. Neither he nor Minho slip out of you just yet.

"Sleepy." You laugh softly. Minho chuckles behind you. "Nap with me?" You ask your boys.

"Sure kitten. We'll nap and go out for dinner. Ji, can you take her to bed? I'm going to find a cloth to clean us up with." Minho smiles, kissing your head and Jisung's lips before slowly sliding out of you. Both you and Jisung groan softly at the loss. Holding you to him, Jisung gets in bed, still inside you. You fall asleep just before Minho comes in to clean you.

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You woke up, groggy, cuddling up to Jisung who was lightly thrusting into you, him and Minho talking in soft voices. You could feel Jisung's arm over your waist, moving as he strokes Minho's cock behind you. Minho rubs your leg that you have draped over Jisung's hip before slipping his hand down between your legs to softly play with your clit. You had told the boys that if you were already tangled up like this, then they could play with you while you slept. You always enjoyed waking up to them like this. You stir a little as you wake up more, a soft moan slipping from you as Jisung keeps thrusting into you lightly and as Minho plays with your clit.

"Hi kitten. You sleep well?" Minho asks, flicking your clit before rubbing it again. You gasp and moan out a 'yes'. "Sungie and I got a little needy, and you sound like you're a little needy too." He chuckles softly. You nod and Minho grins at Jisung. He helps you and Jisung rolls over so you're on top of your boyfriend, Minho slotting himself between Jisungs legs behind you. Jisung stares up at you with his wide, boba eyes, hands laying on your hips.

"Hi Sungie." You smile and roll your hips a little, making your boyfriend moan softly. Minho grabs the lube again, putting some on his finger before gently rubbing it along Jisung's ass. Your husband chuckles out behind you as he slowly pushes his digit into Jisung, the younger moaning out at the stimulation. You rolled your hips slowly, not wanting him to cum just yet. Minho inserts another lubed digit, trying to get Jisung prepared for him.

"Fuuuck.." Jisung moans, eyebrows scrunching in pleasure, eyes flicking between your face and Minho's over your shoulder. Minho pulls his fingers out and applies lube to his cock, kneeling behind you, between Jisung's legs again. Jisung bucks his hips up some, pressing deep into you, trying to make it easier for Minho to access him. You gasp out and moan softly. Minho chuckles behind you as he presses up to Jisung. Minho lays a hand on Jisung's hip, the other holding onto his member as he pushes into his boyfriend.

"Good boy, Ji." Minho whispers as he pushes into Jisung's ass. The younger whimpering and moaning at the stretch. You roll your hips a little again, watching as Jisung's face contorts in pleasure. This isn't something that you three have tried yet, surprisingly. You'd have to remember to try it with Minho on the bottom at some point. Minho bottoms out and places his other hand on Jisung's hip. "How are you doing, jagiya?"

Jisung nods, eyes closed tight. "Good good good.." he mumbles. You and Minho still yourselves as you let Jisung adjust. You lean back against your husband who wraps his arms around you, and places his head on your shoulder. Minho gently gropes one breast, the other rubbing your belly where Jisung's cock would be.

"My little cuties." Minho whispers, pinching your nipple playfully. Once Jisung gives the ok, you start rolling your hips again as Minho slowly fucks into Jisung. You and your boyfriend moaning. Minho moves his hand from your breast to your throat, not putting any pressure. Jisung opens his eyes a bit and moves one hand to your clit, rubbing with his thumb. You moan and start to bounce on your boyfriend's lap, loving the feeling of him rubbing against your walls. Jisung squirms a little and bucks up into you, pressing against your spongy spot. You moan their names as you feel yourself getting close, clenching around Jisung.

"How are you feeling, cuties? You both ok?" Minho asks, fucking into Jisung harder. Jisung moans loudly as he arches his back again, rutting up into you, pressing into that spot again. You gasp and moan, not getting the chance to answer as you're cumming around Jisung, your head falling back to Minho's shoulder as your back arches.

Minho chuckles as he moves one hand to Jisung's hip, the other back to your belly, holding you close. Jisung manages to fuck up into you as Minho rails him hard. Jisung gasps at how hard the older is going, continuing to rub your clit as he fucks you through your high.

"Fuck~…I'm close jagi.." Jisung groans, trying to keep his eyes open to watch you and Minho. After a few more thrusts, Jisung cums deep into you, Minho cumming into Jisung not much later. You all breath hard, coming down from your highs.

"Let's go take a shower and go out for dinner, yeah?" Minho places soft kisses on your head.

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The following morning, you, Jisung and Minho went out sightseeing, taking lots of pictures, getting souvenirs and getting a few quickies where you could. Once back at your lodgings, Jisung has his hands all over you, Minho smirking as he watches the view in front of him. Jisung really had a lot of sexual energy since getting here. He was basically insatiable.

"Jagiya, kitten. Bedroom. Now." Minho says, sharp eyes on you both. You both pull apart and quickly run for the bedroom. Minho starts to take his clothes off on the way, tossing everything he managed to get off on the bed. "Strip."

You and Jisung immediately strip down, Minho also taking the last of his clothes off. He steps up to you and places his hands on your hips. Kissing you deeply, he walks you back to the balcony, pressing you against the railing. He groans softly, feeling your body bare against his, something he will never tire of. He pulls away after a moment and calls Jisung over. He grabs his chin and kisses him just as deep, also enjoying the feeling of his boyfriend's body.

"Ji, bend kitten over the railing and fuck her." Minho steps back, letting Jisung take his place. Your boyfriend turns you around, bending you over the waist high railing. Jisung holds your hips as he gently kicks your feet apart. Minho watches as Jisung easily slides into you. He steps up behind Jisung and has him lean over you a bit, pressing his cock to Jisung's ass again. You all literally just fucked in the car you rented and you're already ready to go again. Minho holds onto Jisung's hips as he pushes easily into his boyfriend.

All three of you make a sound of pleasure. You hold onto the railing tight as Minho slowly slides out of Jisung, pulling him back with him some as he thrusts back into him, pushing Jisung's hips back into yours. Jisung reaches his hands around you as he presses his chest against your back. One hand goes to your breast, the other to your clit. He presses kisses along your back as he fucks into you, pushing back against Minho as he pulls out of you, effectively fucking you and himself on his boyfriend.

"Fuck, jagiya.." Minho runs his hands along Jisung's honey skin. He watches as his cock disappears into Jisung. "So fucking hot.." he groans out, cock twitching when he hears you gasp and moan out.

"You doing ok, kitten?" Minho asks as he thrusts hard into Jisung, pushing your boyfriend deep into you, making him press that one spot inside you. You start to moan out a 'yes' but it's cut off by a gasp. Minho chuckles. He grinds into Jisung before he picks up his pace, Jisung rubbing your clit fast, making your orgasm come quick. Arching your back, you moan loud, hoping the lodging next to yours isn't occupied. You arch your back when you feel Jisung suck marks onto your back, your orgasm washing over you fast.

Jisung moans out and swears, your cunt sucking him in every time he pulls out. He groans and cums deep inside you just as Minho cums in him. Breathing hard, you all relax, Minho pulling out of Jisung, Jisung out of you. Minho gently picks you up and smiles.

"I love you both, so, so much." He kisses your head as you cuddle into his chest. He leans over a bit to kiss Jisung. Both you and your boyfriend return the 'I love you'. "Let's get cleaned up and lay down for the night ok?"

You still can't get over how well loved you are. One, by your amazing husband, and two, by your amazing boyfriend. If anyone told you back in school that you would be in a throuple with your then boyfriend, Minho, and then enemy, Jisung. You would've called them crazy. You're ready to spend the rest of your life with these men, and you couldn't be happier.

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Yet Unnamed

Chapter 6

Masterlist | Ch 7.

Warnings for Yet Unnamed: Kidnapping, cuffs, injuries, drugging by injection, mentions of needles, lots of swearing, kissing, fluff, angst, idiots in love all around.

Nothing within reflects anyone or anything irl. Pics off pinterest.

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You jerk awake when your driver calls out to you. You didn’t even realize you had fallen asleep, but it made for a quick ride home. Bonus.

Half asleep you made your way to the apartment. As soon as the door clicked open it jerked from your grip and Bin slammed into you. It was a déjà vu moment.

“Hi, Bin.” You mumble crawling up and wrapping your legs around his waist. You were still tired, and Bin was warm and comfy. Plus, it felt so good to hold him again.

“You forgot to turn on your phone.” He told you as he headed into the apartment, kicking the door shut behind him.

Your phone was still in your hoodie pocket. Forgotten since the plane landed and the desperate need to get out of there took over. “Oops, sorry.” You sneak a hand in between your bodies to grab your phone and turn it on. It vibrated endlessly in your hand as you rested your face in Bins neck.

“Look what I found.” Bin announced.

There was a chorus of cheers and greetings, and someone even smacked your butt making you jump slightly.

“Lee Know, did you just slap my ass?” You asked without lifting your head.

There was a long, telling pause. “No.” He eventually answered unconvincingly.

You snort softly at his obvious lie.

“Where are your bags?” Chan asked.

You groan and lean towards Chans voice, trusting that either he would catch you or Binnie would stop you from falling.

In this instance Chan caught you easily and you transferred into his arms. “Welcome home, beautiful.” He said lowly, supporting you under your thighs.

You tried not to blush at the pet name.

“Mm. I had my stuff shipped. Cheaper. Easier.” You answer his question. Chan was wearing a soft sweater that you could not stop running your hands over and you nestled your cheek on it as well, savoring the moment.

“Smart move. Get everything situated.” Lino asked. You just shrugged, too tired to keep talking.

You felt Chan sit down on the couch and situate you so you were laying down more. A sudden weight along your back made you open your eyes you didn’t even realize you had shut. Ayen rested his chin on your shoulder, softly smiling at you when he saw you looking.

“Missed you guys.” You admitted. It was more than true. This was the best, most complete and pain free you have been since the moment you separated.

“We missed you too.” Ayen replied.

Sandwiched between Ayen and Chan, warm, and weighted down, you drifted off again, beyond happy to be home.

You were only out a few minutes when the front door opened, and Felix called out startling you awake. “We’re home!” He shouted.

“Pabo! She had just fallen asleep!” Seungmin snapped.

“Y/ns here?” Hyunjin asked. He appeared over the back of the couch. “Welcome home, we would have given you a ride.” He kissed your hairline.

“Sorry, bad flight. I just wanted to get out of there.” You explained.

“Did you show her yet?” Felix asked, joining us in the living room.

“No, we were going to let her nap a bit.” Ayen answered.

“Show me what?” My stuff couldn’t have arrived yet.

“We have a surprise for you.” Seungmin announced excitedly.

“Hopefully you like it. It was mainly to kill time until you returned.” Changbin sounded more nervous than excited.

You perk up. “Oh yeah? What is it?

Ayen got off your back and Chan helped you to stand up before they pulled you through the apartment towards the bedroom. Ayen covered your eyes, and you shuffled your feet and held your hands out so you wouldn’t walk into a wall or any furniture.

“We won’t let you run into anything.” Chan promised laughing.

“You are all menaces, I never know.” You respond not trusting his promise at all. There was excited chatter from the others ahead of you, and you heard a door open. Then, your eyes were uncovered.

You blinked a couple of times while your vision adjusted to the sudden light. You were in Chans room – or well your room now, but it was not the same room you left behind.

This one had the far wall painted light purple; a white tree painted in the open space that had white frames scattered along the branches for pictures. The light fixture in the middle of the room now had several fake vines leading from it to the edges of the room, creating a canopy along the ceiling of the room. The bedframe and dresser were now a soft white, the blankets and pillows on the mattress a mixture of purples and white. There was a rug in the middle of the floor of shaggy off-white color. It looked soft and fluffy even from this distance.

Across the bed there was a brand-new desk with the computer, laptop, and tablet set up for you already. There was a flower desk lamp in one corner and a dark flowery gaming pad under the keyboard and mouse.

It was the most amazing, beautiful thing you had ever seen.

“We thought – we thought this may make it feel more like home here.” Chan explained as you looked around the room in awe, running your hands along the furniture.

“We each pitched in. Hyunjin painted the tree, Felix set up the computers, we all helped pick out the colors and furniture.” Han explained.

“What do you think?” Bin asked after a minute of silence where you took in the room and gathered your thoughts.

It took you another second to gather your blank thoughts. They had gone out of their way to make this space distinctly yours instead of Chans old room that you live in now. They had spent their few off hours and little free time looking for items they thought you would like and putting them together for you. Even making sure you had a comfortable working space.

Turning you face your soulmates with watery eyes. Despite the initial excitement they had showing you your surprise they now looked more worried. “This is so amazing! Thank you so much!”

There was an audible breath of relief.

You pull Ayen in for a hug and kiss on the cheek, he was the closest to you since he had covered your eyes previously. Felix was next. One by one you thanked your soulmates with a hug and kiss, feeling a great swell of gratitude and pride. You honestly couldn’t have asked for better soulmates. They are smart, talented, sassy, and so incredibly sweet and thoughtful.

“So, tell me about what you have been up to since I left.” You request as you wandered around your new room again. A vase of flowers on the dresser you failed to see before smelled amazing when you leaned in to sniff them in curiosity. They had to have gotten them yesterday at the earliest. Everyone knew flowers were the most fragrant and beautiful the day after you bought them.

The top blanket was soft to the touch as you sat on it, waiting for their stories to begin. You of course already know a lot from everyone texting 24/7, but you wanted to hear it again. See their faces as they showed you pictures and told stories they hadn’t thought of before.

Everyone ended up sitting around the room as the boys told you what they had been up to.

Felix showed you pictures on his phone from the fashion shows he and Hyunjin had done. “And look, look! Hyunjin looked so cool on this one! You can’t see it in the pictures, but they put this sheen powder on him and in the lights, he glowed!”

Hyune looked over the top of the phone to peek at the pictures. “I liked the one we both did with the fireworks. Can’t wait to see those photos.”

“Oh yeah! This runway had mini fireworks that went off as we passed them. And we got to walk together. It was interesting.”

Chan, Bin, and Han let you listen to the new single set to be released tomorrow. The one they had all been working so hard on to get it finished. It was very hard not to squeal and play the song on repeat. It was amazing and showed off all their strengths plus some new skills they had been working on. It would be an instant hit for absolute sure, you had no doubt in your mind on that.

You would need to invest in better headphones so you could continue to listen to Stray Kids on repeat without them teasing you about it like you were sure they would. Even if they would secretly be very pleased as well.

“What about you?” Lino asked after Bin complained at length about how his preferred gym had closed for waxing for 3 days and he had to use a subpar replacement.

You shrugged, not really having any interesting stories. “I had already been fired from my job, so I didn’t have to worry about that.” You didn’t bother to mention how they had spelled your name wrong even on the pink slip they gave you after your lack of explanation of where you were. You were only there for the paycheck and couldn’t stand most of them. Barely tolerated the rest.

“Any problems selling your place?” Chan asked as you showed them the before and after pics of the apartment you had once lived in.

“I lost my security deposit for breaking the lease early, but I was expecting that. Now the place is the landlords problem.” It had been kind of a pain in the ass. Nice enough, but had its share of problems and wasn’t in the best of neighborhoods. It wasn’t a loss.

To be honest you hadn’t left too much behind that you would miss. Pretty much just your family graves. Everything and everyone else weren’t anything you would lose sleep over. Most you were glad to be rid of.

“No friends you will miss?” Han asked. He was laying in Linos lap, eyes half closed as Lino rubbed his chest.

You shook your head with another shrug.

“You’re not super sociable, are you?” Lino observed. Not judging you, just stating a fact.

You smiled. “Not really. But I’ve also never really felt…at home. I was always out of place growing up and that didn’t change as an adult. I never could quite find where I fit in.” This was something you had had to explain to countless people over the years. They had accepted your explanation, but never really understood it. Not even your parents. You half expect the boys to be the same way.

So you are shocked when several of them nodded immediately in understanding. “We all feel or felt like that. The odd man out. Unable to truly fit in. Though some of us are more sociable than others.” Hyune explained.

“I think it has something to do with our soul group. Something in the bond to pull us together instead of finding other people.” Seungmin put in.

Made sense. If something traumatic had happened to the soul bond in the past it may have affected it even now. Making it hard for your group to truly befriend or trust outsiders past a certain extent.

It was elating and freeing to finally be understood rather than just accepted. Again, you were so grateful for your soulmates.

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The next day – after sleeping in a bit – you got to work on their upcoming socials. Their song had dropped, and you were taking over monitoring their comment replies and any posts they wanted to make. And they were pouring in.

You were on your new computer with your door open so they knew they could come in. And they did on and off for chats or quick visits. The boys were mostly at home today. Still working, just from home.

Their posts and comments had to be read over and approved by me before they actually poste, and you had just intercepted one from Bin that mentioned how ‘his girl’ had listened to the song last night. Since you were the only girl in the soul group and no one was supposed to know about you yet, that comment could pose a issue.

Han was probably right too. Most would be happy for the boys. I-STAYS for sure. But there would be lots that would be jealous and highly judgmental of me. But they would be happy for them anyways.

You also took some of the sneak peak photos to start ‘leaking’ in a couple days with your carefully worded captions to go with them. Created to tease and incite STAY. Keep them foaming at the mouth and guess what is actually going on. It was scheduled to begin when the new song hype started to die down and all that was left to do was let the fans enjoy the song.

Each member got to decide what they wanted to do in their picture. Ayen laced out fingers together and kissed your hand in his picture. You blushed as you inspected the photo because he looked directly at the camera with a lovesick sultry look. Bedroom eyes. It was just your hand, not the only ‘dainty and small’ among you, but it didn’t have the veins that theirs tended to show in photos. Not the same masculine look.

Chan took his while you cuddled on the couch during a break. You were lying along him, head resting over his heart, giving your eyes a break from screens. He let the very top of your head show in the photo. Messy hair indistinguishable from so many others. Nothing super obvious.

In Hans you had a hoodie on, hood covering your head and face from view. He was placing a pair of headphones over your ears and had a huge laughing smile on his face, bright eyed and cheerful. This was an actual unplanned moment taken by Hyunjin as you tested new headphones. Han was actually laughing at your reason behind getting new headphones.

Bins was of your hands. He had made rings out of two daisies and placed them on your fingers before lacing them together and taking the photo. It was actually adorable, and you couldn’t stand it. You had squealed and pinched his cheeks afterwards to relieve the aggression the cuteness of the moment caused.

Hyunjins was of him tying your shoe. You had taken the photo after he presented you with a pair of shoes that matched his new pair. You immediately put them on and insisted you go for a (highly disguised) walk to show them off. Your laces had come undone, and he kneeled to tie it for you without hesitation. The picture showed the matching shoes, your lower leg, and the top of his head. You had not taken it with the intention of him using it to soft launch you, but he liked it so much he did.

Felixs was when it was raining out. He dragged you outside under a light with an umbrella. It was of the shadow on the puddled ground as you both huddled under the umbrella. You were huddled close enough together that you couldn’t see any distinguishable shape to your shadow, so it was safe to use.

Seungmin took one of your feet as you sat in his lap. Both your feet were on the carpet, his bracing either side of your smaller ones. Of course, to avoid any feet scandals you were both wearing slippers. Cute ones that he got you because you mentioned that your toes were always cold. Yours were Kuromi and his were Pompompurin.

Linos was when you two had found a stray kitten. The kitten was rubbing against your shins, and he was crouched down petting it. You had reached out and petted his head with one hand and took the photo with the other. Another unplanned for this specific thing, but he was enchanted with the photo, even setting it as his wallpaper. Though he claimed it was because of the cute cat, not the fact that you were petting him and being cute.

This was of course all soft launching and teasing. The reveal would come from the photoshoot and mini blurb about me. Then the YouTube video where I would answer questions about myself in an interview and the boys would talk about me in a separate interview. Just like their one kids room videos.

Before that it would be these photos and telling STAY that they were actively looking for their final member again. The prolonging also gave STAY a chance to get used to the idea. To understand what was coming so they weren’t so shocked by it. And hopefully curb some of the hate bound to come your way.

You watched as Ayens picture of your hand made STAY go bat shit crazy. Theories were flying around everywhere. They had already guessed that you had been found, but there were others who insisted that the search was just bringing the boys closer together.

Chans photo was next. And it was more of the same. Fans wrongly guessing whose head was in the photo, and it was always a guess of another member. There was a faction that just didn’t want to believe that the final member had been or would be found. That would dash any hope of it being them, even if they knew it was impossible. Finding the final member would close that final opening, the final opportunity. The Stray Kids soul bond group would be complete. It was both a happy and sad affair for fans.

With it all going on, you were up to your eyeballs in social media. There were days you didn’t spend any time with the boys at all because you couldn’t finish till late into the night, and there was absolutely no time for breaks. Though they understood and made a point to check on you, either in person or by text. Someone always made sure you had food and water, even if you sometimes forgot to eat and drink it. Though they were good about reminding you to. They were caring. Amazingly so. And it made you love them more each time they showed you their love in their small ways. Small ways that said so much.

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Youtiful: Another Collision Story - Chapter 2

₊˚⊹ᰔ Pairing; Stray Kids x afab!reader

₊˚⊹ᰔ ₊˚⊹ᰔ Summary; It’s been a wonderful tour so far, spending time visiting different countries with the loves of your life. But will a sudden change ruin everything? A continuation to Collision

₊˚⊹ᰔ ₊˚⊹ᰔ ₊˚⊹ᰔ Warnings; implied afab reader (only they/them pronouns used for reader), angst, some sexual themes at points, fluff, this is still mainly a slice of life story though there will be some drama in this sequel, unplanned pregnancy, more tags to come most likely as the story progresses

The airport was loud, causing you to have a splitting headache as you tried to rest leaning against Changbin’s strong body in the seat beside you while waiting for your flight to be called. “Feeling any better, baby?” Hyunjin whispered as he took a seat on the other side of you. “Um- not really? My head just really hurts…” The dancer nodded a bit as he thought, pulling out some snacks from his bag to offer you. “Maybe your blood sugar is low? Why don’t you try to eat something.”

The smell coming from the bag held out to you made your stomach wretch and you were out of your seat in seconds, hanging over the edge of the nearest trashcan as you emptied what little breakfast you had been able to hold down into the bin. Both men gave each other worried glances before Hyunjin called out softly to their leader. “Channie hyung- help?” The oldest turned around from where he was discussing something with their manager to see you slowly lifting your head from the trashcan and lock eyes with him. “Star? Oh gosh, honey-“ he was at your side in a second, rubbing your back as someone placed a handful of paper towels in his hand to help clean your face. “Are you sure you’re up for getting on the plane, baby? You know one of us can stay back with you for a day or two until you feel up to flying.”

You were shaking your head before he could finish his sentence, giving him a weak smile. “I’m fine Chris, promise.” With a deep breath you stood up a bit and made your way over to the women’s room. “I’m sure it’s just the change of the seasons getting to me…just gonna go wash my mouth out real quick-“ Chan watched as the door closed behind you, lips pursed together as he walked over to where Hyunjin and Changbin still sat with confusion laced in their shared expressions. “What happened?” His voice was soft yet serious, taking up the seat you had previously been occupying.

Hyunjin shrugged, holding up the snacks he had offered to you. “Their head was hurting so I offered them some incase they just needed to eat- ya know Lix and Minnie said they didn’t eat much for breakfast before leaving either.” As Chan himself caught a whiff of whatever was in the bag held up in his boyfriend’s hands he gagged a bit. “Okay those reek, Jinnie- no wonder Star hurled.” He teased, laughing at the younger’s pout as he put his snacks back in his bag. “You’re such a meanie! Those are absolutely delicious, thank you very much.”

While his boyfriends continued to tease one another, Changbin kept his eyes glued to the bathroom door as his mind began to wander. No, you couldn’t be. He shook his head lightly to clear it of such thoughts. Surely you would tell them if something so serious was happening. He made a mental note to check in on you after you had landed and got checked into the hotel. “Han!” He called out, getting up to make his way over to where Felix had himself practically wrapped around him. “Yeah, Binnie?” Big boba eyes looked up at his fellow rapper, blinking a few times as he waited for the older to tell him what he needed. “Switch places with me and let Star stay with me for the first stop?”

Jisung pouted, arms coming to cross over his chest as best they could with the freckled dancer still draped around him. “And why should I? We agreed age order from youngest to oldest and it’s my turn!” Changbin rolled his eyes playfully and gave a light slap to the younger’s arm. “I’m just worried about them. They aren’t feeling well and I wanted to be able to keep an eye on them and take care of them.” He confessed, looking down at his shoes bashfully causing both of his boyfriends to coo at his shyness. “Awe Binnie that’s so sweet!” Felix chirped, rubbing Han’s shoulders rapidly with the cuteness aggression he was feeling.

The younger rapper’s smile fell quickly the more he thought, pout back on his lips as he looked up at Changbin. “But wait a minute why can’t I take care of them? What difference would it make-“ Felix gave him a light slap this time, pouting back at him. “You know how Bin is- come on just swap with him!” At the persistence of both men, Jisung relented. “Okay fine…Star can stay with you this stop- but no take backs! I get the turn after Jinnie! Felix as my witness!”

Changbin relaxed a bit knowing your spot in his room that night had been secured. “Deal! Thanks Hannie~” The older wished he could lean down and give his boyfriend a kiss as thanks but knew that was not doable in such a public space, so he settled for blowing him one instead before practically skipping back over to his seat with Hyunjin and Chan. By now you had returned from the restroom and sitting in the seat he once occupied. “Hi baby! I just talked to Han and he agreed to switch places with me so you’ll be with me at this first stop.”

You raised an eyebrow at him in question, looking behind him at where Felix and Han both gave you a smile and a wave. “Oh-Kay? Any reason?” You gave your boyfriend a smile to let him know you weren’t upset by the change, only curious as to why. “Just missed you lately and wanted some time with you sooner is all! Is that a crime?” He teased, about to sit beside Hyunjin in the empty spot on his other side when the sound of your flight being called echoed through the loud speakers. “I’m still sitting with Innie on the flight, though. I promised him I’d help him choose what photos to post next to Instagram.”

The rapper nodded his head, helping you up as your head spun slightly and your nausea felt like it could be returning. “Fine by me, as long as I get you to myself for the week!” With a wink, Changbin headed off after the others to board the plane. You fell in line as well, Jeongin coming up beside you to link arms with a dimpled smile. “Excited to be back in the states?” He asked, head tilting to the side cutely as he looked at you expectantly. “Yeah kinda! We are going mostly to places I’ve never been….I mean- America is so big and we are only making a few stops in comparison but it will be nice to see new places.” You attempted to explain, watching as he nodded in understanding. “I’m glad you can come with us and experience everything.” The younger’s voice was soft, fingers intertwining with yours the second you were sat in your seats. “Me too, Innie.” You leaned over to place a kiss over his dimpled cheek causing them to deepen even more as his smile grew wider.

While on the flight you tried to focus on whatever conversations you were pulled into with your youngest boyfriend. However, your mind continued to wonder to the small version of one of them currently growing inside you and what you were going to do regarding the issue. Every time you thought about how difficult life would become with a child added into the mix, both for you and the boys, you felt the right decision was to terminate the pregnancy. But the thought of termination caused tears to well in your eyes and an unease to settle deep in your bones.

You never really thought about having children, but now that it was possibly happening you couldn’t help but imagine it. Even though you felt that for the sake of your boyfriends’ and their careers you shouldn’t keep it, you weren’t sure that’s what you really wanted. As you drifted off to sleep sometime during the flight you found yourself caught in a dream where you had decided to keep the baby, raising it along side the kids happily.

The scenes played in your mind rapidly.

Your sweet Changbin cradling the tiny infant close to his muscular chest, his physique making the tiny human look even smaller as he would look at them with so much love and adoration.

Jisung rocking the baby to sleep or soothing them when they got fussy by singing in such a gentle voice it pulled at the strings of your heart and made you fall for him just that much more.

Seungmin who would obsess over making sure everything was perfectly safe, especially once the little one started to crawl and walk, going baby proofing crazy and storming around the dorm like a man gone mad with a tool belt around his waist and a power drill in his hand.

Hyunjin, ever the artist, painting your bump each month for pictures as your little baby grew inside of you. When they were finally born he would inside on taking foot prints each month as well for a project he was keeping to himself, a surprise for you all.

Your precious Innie who would make sure that any time he went out with the baby they were dressed in matching outfits. He would take a million and one pictures of the two of them, so proud to be a father with the most best dressed baby on the planet. No, universe.

Felix who when he first saw the little bundle laid on your chest in the hospital, tears welling in his eyes before finally spilling over once the baby was placed in his arms. Ever since then he would cry any time the infant would, somehow instantly quieting the child as they would stare at him with wide eyes as if shocked by the action.

Minho who would cook almost endlessly in a quest to find something the now growing toddler would eat, refusing to purchase the overpriced and over processed baby food from the store. He insisted no child of his would ever eat bland mush as long as he was around.

And your lovely Chan, working in the studio as usually but now with a babbling toddler sat in his lap, pudgy little fingers attempting to smash at the keyboard he was currently working on but instead of getting upset he would calmly take the little hands in his own and beam down at them with such a soft expression, speaking in the same baby voice he would with his beloved pet Berry, talking about how his baby wanted to be just like him and be a producer someday.

When you woke, jostled slightly by your youngest boyfriend who sat beside you, you looked around frantically as if you were missing something. When it dawned on you that you had only been dreaming, and there was no child for you to hold and care for, your eyes began to glass over with tears and you let out a few warning sniffles before the dam burst and you were openly sobbing in your seat. The sound of your cries alerted your boyfriends who were in the process of gathering their things to leave the plane now that it had landed.

“Star, baby? What’s wrong-“ Jisung, who had been sitting in the isle across from you, crouched down beside you to wipe away your tears gently. The sweet gesture only served to make you cry even more, body trembling as you reached out and clung to him as Jeongin struggled to help undo your seatbelt for you.

The boys all stood watching with concern, no one else stepping forward for fear that they may crowd you and make it worse. Once Jeongin got the seatbelt undone you fully flung yourself into Jisung’s arms, knocking him back onto the isle floor with the force as he held you protectively. “Hey, baby. I’m here, I’ve got you.” You slowly began to calm down, face buried in the crook of his neck, taking deep breaths to match his own as you felt his chest move with your own.

When you were finally calm enough you pulled back, wiping away your tears as you stood. “Star? What was all that about….” Jeongin spoke softly, coming up behind you with both of your carryons slung over his shoulders. “I just- um- bad dream…” You looked down, feeling bad for lying to them. It wasn’t a bad dream, not at all. It was such a lovely and idealistic dream that caused your heart to feel like had been ripped out of your chest when you awoke to see it wasn’t real. But it could be…it was already partially real and the fact that you enjoyed the dream so much just confused you more as to what decision would be the right one. You needed to tell them, soon. But for now you focused on getting out of the plane and into the cars that would take you to the hotel you’d be staying in for the week.

Once you were finally settled in the hotel with Changbin, the your boyfriend insisted you lay down for a nap and that he would wake you before they ordered dinner. You weren’t going to argue, your head hurting and the nausea having kept you up most nights leading up to the trip. You weren’t sure if it was from the tiny human growing inside you or the stress of trying to figure out what to do about said tiny human.

You curled up on the soft hotel mattress and your loving boyfriend tucked you in with a soft kiss to your temple, letting you know he was going to be in Chan’s room to work on some new music they had some ideas for. He wasn’t lying entirely, he was going to Chan’s room. They all were.

He made his way across the hall and gave a few sharp knocks before the door was opening and Jeongin was pulling him inside rather harshly. “Woah- no need to manhandle me Ayen-ah!” He laughed, watching as the youngest closed the door and made his way back over to where Felix was curled up on the couch to cuddle up to him. “Something is wrong with Star, like….really wrong.” Han speaks up first, hands rubbing nervously over his bouncing knees before Minho reaches over to still them. “Well clearly- but they don’t seem to want to talk about it…” Hyunjin says, his eyebrows furrowed as he seemed to be lost in his confusion. “I think I know what’s wrong.” Changbin spoke up, voice quiet which was a rare occurrence. All eyes fell on him expectantly, Chan stepping up to him with arms crossed over his chest and a look of worry obviously painted across his face. “Bin?”

Taking a deep breath, the rapper ran a hand through his hair nervously before answering. “I think Star could be pregnant.”

Blank stares met his eyes as he looked over all of his boyfriends. Within seconds the room erupted into chaos. Hyunjin looked like he had seen a ghost, Seungmin’s expression not much better. Chan held an unreadable expression though there were hints of worry and disbelief hidden there. Felix was teary eyed as he looked around. “P-Pregnant? Like with our baby?” This caused Minho to scoff, the second oldest holding a slightly amused expression. “Ya! Who else’s baby would it be?” He looked around at the group with a pointed finger. “Alright fess up, who’s been hitting it raw?” Minho tried to lighten the mood. Even though he was joking a few hands suddenly raised slowly. Han, Jeongin, and not surprisingly Chan all held their hands up bashfully. “Seriously??” Seungmin stared with wide, disbelieving eyes. “They were on birth control! We didn’t think we would end up like this-“ Han shouted in defense, a pout evident on his face.

Minho rubbed his back gently, giving a kiss to his head. “Hey, we aren’t accusing you of murder or anything I was only teasing. Didn’t expect any of you to fess up.”

The room fell silent, all of them staring off into space before Hyunjin finally spoke up in an almost dreamy voice. “We’re….we could be dads.” That’s what caused the tears to finally fall from Felix as he held on to Jeongin, crying onto his shoulder as the youngest gently ran his fingers through his hair even though there were tears in his own eyes making his vision slightly blurred.

“Guys I could be wrong- let’s not get to ahead of ourselves! I just- I remember this is kinda how my sister was when she was pregnant with my nephew…it’s why I wanted them to stay with me this week so I could maybe keep an eye on them and make sure they are okay if that is the case…maybe get them to feel comfortable enough to tell me.”

Chan frowned, sweaty palms running over his thighs nervously. “But why wouldn’t they tell us already? What if they aren’t pregnant and it’s something really bad- I’m gonna go talk to them-“ Changbin stopped him, bringing the oldest in for a tight hug as he rubbed his back soothingly. “Hyung please- she’s resting now. I’m almost positive that’s what’s going on…trust me? She may just be overwhelmed and trying to find the right time. We haven’t exactly all been available as of late.”

All eyes were cast downwards as they realized he was speaking nothing but the truth. With the comeback and then the world tour right after they had been so busy that any time spent with their beloved partner was fleeting and brief or not all of them were present. If what Changbin was suggesting was true then it would be something you would want to tell them all together, and so it made sense you would be waiting for the right time.

Slowly everyone began to calm down, minds running wild with the news that they would be fathers this very moment at the possibility there was a baby growing inside of you. They didn’t know for sure yet and so they all silently agreed to wait for you to say something about it first for fear of getting it wrong. For all they knew you were coming down with the flu and if they mentioned to you that you could be pregnant it could only upset you further, as your emotional state as of late could be from anything from stress at work to missing your boyfriends as they got busier with their own work.

That night Changbin tells them to eat without the two of you, instead the rapper ordered you both room service and woke you gently by slipping into bed behind you and pulling you against his strong chest. “Hmph-Binnie?” You mumbled, sleep still muddling your mind. “It’s me, baby. Since you seemed so tired I decided the two of us could just eat in here tonight? Is that okay?” You smiled softly, nodding as you rolled over in his arms to face him. “I’m not gonna complain about getting some one on one time with you, Binnie~” Changbin beamed at you, his dimple showing causing you to reach up and poke it. He giggled, pulling you closer as he peppered your face in soft kisses.

These were the moments you lived for, feeling safe and loved. You thought back to your current predicament, eyes closing as you remembered the dream from the plane. Maybe…this would be okay? Maybe it wouldn’t complicate things as much as you were worrying about? Still, doubt crept into your mind as you took a shaky breath. “Everything okay, baby? Is my starlight still feeling icky?” You nodded and slowly sat up as to not trigger your nausea. “Not too bad right now, my head just hurts a bit? I’ll be okay though.” Changbin hummed softly, admiring you from where he still laid back against the soft pillows. He had to fight the urge to reach out and run a hand over your stomach, his thoughts still running wild with the images of you pregnant with his baby. Their baby.

The food arrived shortly after and even though you had to struggle to keep it down, you managed alright and afterwards Changbin drew a warm bath for the both of you. Once you were settled with your back resting against his chest and the bubbles he had added lightly tickling your bare skin you began to feel better. “A bubble bath?” You giggled, finally acknowledging it as you looked at him from over your shoulder. Your boyfriend laughed as well, scooping up a handful before bringing it to his chin to make a fake beard. “Yup, just so I could do this! Do you think I’d look good with facial hair?” You snorted, scooping up some of your own to create your own beard. “I dunno…would I?” This caused the both of you to erupt in infectious laughter, the rest of the bath spent more peacefully until the water became too cold and you both ended up wrapped in each others arms in bed, bare limbs tangled as Changbin kissed you softly in between whispers of how much he adored you. You told him the same, of course, listing off everything about him that you found endearing.

That is how you drifted off to sleep, feeling oh so loved and oh so safe, hope wrapping around you as you dreamed yet again of what the future could be if you were to start a family with the absolute loves of your life.

author’s note: I know I left you guys hanging with this story for long enough- I’m so sorry it took this long to get chapter 2 out but you guys should all give a big thanks to @chancloud8 for helping me get out of the slump I was having regarding the dream part of the fic- I wasn’t exactly sure what direction I wanted to go and the inner conflict Star is having was just- idk I really hope I got it across how I wanted- I’m not gonna make you all wait much longer for ch3 so please be a little patient as I at the very least update Connected and Going Dumb before another Youtiful update. I hope you all enjoy~

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A (Not So) Meet Cute: Chapter Four

Summary: You settle into the dorm. You drop a bunch of your lore during dinner. Minho takes you to meet a lawyer. Seungmin is pissing off his managers. He comes up with a solution.

Warnings: Nothing too bad this chapter, mentions of the US foster care system, lawyers, talking about the stalker

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Your dreamless nap was interrupted by someone shaking your shoulder. You groaned and swatted at whoever woke you up.

“Ow! Y/N, dinner is ready. You need to eat.” You blinked up at Jeongin. At some point during your nap, Jisung was replaced by Changbin as your pillow. You huffed and dropped your forehead to his thigh. 

“Come on, you’ll feel better after you eat,” Changbin laughed and patted your shoulder. Reluctantly, you stood and let Jeongin drag you to the kitchen. You sat at the table between Felix and Hyunjin, much to Seungmin’s annoyance. Minho and Chan were the last to sit after bringing in some side dishes and bottles of tea. The boys added more and more food to your plate, to the point where you had to smack their chopsticks away with your own.

“So where is Y/N going to sleep?” Jisung asked around a mouthful of broccoli. 

“Stop talking with food in your mouth,” Minho pinched the younger boy’s arm. Jisung hissed and rubbed the reddened skin.

“She could probably take one of our b–”

“No,” you interrupted Seungmin. “You’re already helping me enough, I refuse to kick one of you out of your own bed.” 

“You don’t have to, we have an air mattress. It fits in my room or we can put it in the living room,” Chan offered as a compromise. You took a moment to consider the options.

“I would prefer being in a room. I don’t like being out in the open like that,” you admitted. “As long as I won’t be in the way.” Chan shook his head.

“Nah, we’ve done it before when my sister visited. Jeongin and I share the room. Is that alright with you?”

“I don’t mind,” you confirmed and dug back into your dinner. For a few minutes, you ate in silence. It felt rather peaceful, until Hyunjin spoke up.

“Are you pressing charges against that guy?” You sighed at his question, pushing a piece of chicken around your plate.

“I want to, but I don’t think I can afford it.” You refused to look up from your plate. You were embarrassed to tell an idol group about your financial troubles.

“I know you said your family was kinda far, but would they be willing to help cover the expense?” Seungmin further questioned. Your forehead dropped to your hands.

“This is a little difficult for me to talk about,” you started. After a few deep breaths, you continued. “I grew up in the US foster system. Once I turned 18, I aged out and was sent out on my own. I got a job and managed to get through college. The social worker in charge of my files gave me all of my paperwork, and I found out that I have family in Korea. So I spent the next couple of years saving up money and learning Korean so I could move here. I only met my family a year ago. My grandmother is hesitant to accept me, but I’ve built a decent relationship with my uncle and cousins. I don’t feel comfortable asking them for that kind of money.”

“Damn, you’re incredibly resilient. I don’t think I could’ve done it,” Felix squeezed your shoulder. You glanced up at him with a small smile.

“You’re the first person that hasn’t immediately apologized. I hate when people pity me, so thank you.” The blonde moved his hand to your other shoulder and pulled you into a side hug.

“I think I can help,” Minho stated and looked up from his phone.

“I am not letting you pay for a lawyer.” Your eyes narrowed at him. He rolled his eyes.

“That’s not what I meant. My cousin is a lawyer. I texted her and she confirmed that if you went to her agency, you would get a lower rate and have the option to set up a payment plan.” You sat up straight, eyes wide and mouth slightly agape.

“You’re serious? She’s willing to take my case?” You couldn’t believe just how lucky you were to have met these boys.

“My cousin is a personal injury lawyer. She doesn’t take on these kinds of cases, but she has a coworker that’s a general practice lawyer that can help,” he explained. “She said we can go in on Monday, if you’re available.” You aggressively patted your pockets in search of your phone. The stars have aligned for once; you had Monday off. 

“I can do that,” you grinned. Minho nodded and turned back to his phone.

“I’ll go with you. We can go anytime between 9am and 11am.” You thanked him profusely and finished dinner with hope swelling in your chest.

Turns out, the air mattress was actually pretty comfortable. It was a little awkward living with eight men at first, but you relaxed over the weekend. You didn’t bring any nicer clothes with you to the dorms, so you insisted on stopping at your apartment for a button up, knee length a-line skirt, and Chelsea boots to wear at your meeting. You and Minho were dressed for completely different events. He wore joggers and a t-shirt since he had rehearsal later that afternoon.

“Minho! It’s so nice to see you,” a taller woman with short, dark hair greeted the idol with an excited hug. “I haven’t seen you since last Christmas, you recluse.”

“Alright, alright, we can talk about family reunions later,” Minho huffed but returned the hug. 

“You must be Y/N. Minho’s told me a lot about you,” the woman turned to you after releasing her cousin. She held her hand out to you. “I’m Chae-young.”

“All good things, I hope,” you teased and shook her hand. Chae-young’s nose scrunched up with suppressed giggles.

“Oh, trust me, he’s been singing your praises. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say my baby cousin has a crush–”

“Yah! Enough!” Minho exclaimed. You hid your smile behind your hand. “Who’s taking her case, Chae-young?”

“That would be me,” a male voice piped up from behind you. A man with cropped brown hair bowed quickly and shook your hand. “My name is Seojoon. I’ve already looked over the information you sent in. I’m confident that we have enough evidence to get Mr. Cho the maximum sentencing.”

“Seojoon is one of the best general practice lawyers in our office. He’ll take good care of you,” Chae-young folded her hands behind her back. Her bright smile was very reassuring. Seojoon led you and Minho to his private office to review the terms of the contract and payment plan. You were beyond relieved that you were able to set up a monthly payment that was well within your budget. Your head pounded after nearly an hour of legal jargon, but Seojoon’s confidence eased your nerves significantly. You collapsed face-first on the couch once you returned to the dorms.

“How did it go?” Chan popped his head into the living room when he heard the front door open. You propped yourself up on your elbows.

“It was incredibly boring, but the lawyer said we should be able to pin him with a few years in prison and a hefty fine, plus a restraining order,” you summarized everything Seojoon explained to you. 

“That’s great news! Do you know when you’ll be in court?” Chan glared at Minho, who was staring at your legs where your skirt slightly rode up. You turned with furrowed brows, but the second eldest was already heading for the kitchen. 

“Uhh,” you hesitated, eyes trailing after Minho in his hasty retreat. “No, I don’t have a date yet. Seojoon has to coordinate with the detective.”

“Is Seojoon the lawyer?” Seungmin appeared behind his leader. 

“Yes, and he’s certain he can win my case.” You tilted your head at Seungmin’s annoyed hum. 

“Good, that’s good,” he quickly fixed his attitude when Chan’s elbow dug into his ribs. 

“Uuuuh huh.” First Minho and now Seungmin. They were acting weird today, but you let it go for the time being. You had other issues to worry about.

Over the next couple days, the boys, and especially Seungmin, grew more and more protective. It reached the point where one of them stayed by your side for your entire shift at the bookstore. They never let you argue with them, but you were growing concerned. You knew for a fact they were missing schedules. Today, Seungmin sat on a stool behind the register counter while you restocked shelves. He’d been glaring at his phone for the better part of twenty minutes. You could only assume he was arguing with someone based on his speed and aggression when he typed.

“Y/N, you said you went to college, right?” You peeked around the shelf that stood between the two of you.

“I did, why?”

“What’s your degree?” You placed your stack of books on a cart so you could stand in front of the idol.

“I have a Bachelor of Arts in recording arts and production. My original plan was to work in music production before life got in the way.” Seungmin raised his eyebrows, but stayed silent. You watched him for a minute before returning to your cart.

When it was time to go to bed later that night, you were met with a mostly closed door. You raised a hand to knock, not wanting to walk in on Chan or Jeongin if they were indecent. 

“You can’t keep this up, Seungmin.” You paused at Chan’s scolding tone. “I know you want to help Y/N, but you’re going to get in major trouble if you keep ditching rehearsals.” You couldn’t see them from where you stood, and you knew it was wrong to eavesdrop, but you couldn’t walk away after hearing your name.

“What, I’m just supposed to leave her by herself?” Seungmin scoffed. “Dude, she was being stalked and her stalker might have people following her still.”

“You think I don’t know that?” Chan retorted. You leaned against the wall next to the doorframe, gripping an elbow in your hand. “You’re worried. The rest of us are, too. But you’re being paranoid. We can’t be with her 24/7, it’s not fair to her or to us.”

“No, I know that–”

“Do you? Cus to me, it seems like if it were up to you, you’d keep her hidden away in the dorms. You can’t expect her to go along with that. She has a job, Seungmin. She has a life outside of us.” A heavy silence hung in the air after the leader’s speech. You squeezed your eyes shut and let your head drop to the wall. This is exactly what you were trying to avoid. 

“What if she works at JYP?” You straightened up at Seungmin’s suggestion. 

“What are you talking about, Seungmin,” Chan voiced your own confused thoughts.

“I kind of already talked to our manager. Y/N has a degree for audio production. They’re willing to hire her for an entry level position,” the younger boy admitted. Your eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. Chan sighed for a concerningly long time.

“I can’t lie, that is a good idea. But you should have talked to me and her about this before asking our manager,” Chan begrudgingly agreed. “Do you have any other details?”

“She’d be an entry level recording engineer. She’d be able to either ride with us or have her own driver to get to and from the company. We’d be allowed to check in with her throughout the day, but she won’t be allowed to work on our music. Chances are she’d be working with Itzy, Nmixx, or Xrdinary Heroes,” Seungmin explained everything he knew in one breath. 

“Alright. We can talk to Y/N about it tomorrow.” Absolutely not, you were talking about this right now.

“You don’t have to, I heard everything,” you stepped into the room, hiding halfway behind the door. Their heads snapped over to you. The intensity in their eyes had you shrinking further behind the door.

“Y/N, let me –”

“Is the offer real?” You interrupted Seungmin, looking between the two. “You’re saying I can really work at JYP?”

“Yes, it’s a real offer. Our manager is going to talk to the production staff about getting your contract set up, he was just waiting for you to accept the position,” Seungmin confirmed. You stood in a stunned silence until a sob bubbled up from your throat.

“Shit, I’m sorry. Please don’t feel pressured, you don’t have to do anything.”

“Chan,” you stopped the leader’s frantic rambling. The two watched you attempt to collect your thoughts. You couldn't find the words to express your feelings, so you rushed forward to engulf Seungmin in a crushing hug. He made a noise in the back of his throat that you didn’t even try to decipher. Your arms tightened around his waist, knocking him out of his stupor. 

“I’m sorry, I should have asked you first. I totally understand if you’re angry,” Seungmin apologized and tentatively wrapped his arms around your shoulders.

“God, you seriously don’t know how to read the room,” you laughed against his collarbone. “I am the furthest thing from angry right now, I can’t believe you actually got me a job!” 

“You’ve been working so hard your whole life. You deserve it,” Seungmin mumbled into your hair and pressed you further into his chest. Chan cleared his throat, reminding you that he was also in the room. You untangled from Seungmin, who grunted in protest, to give Chan a hug too.

“I’ll let our manager and the other boys know. It’s late, you should get some sleep. I’m sure there will be a lot for you to do tomorrow.” Chan pulled back and squeezed your shoulders.

“Okay. Goodnight, guys, and thank you for everything.” They called back with their own ‘goodnight’ as Chan pulled the door shut. Even though you had excitement buzzing throughout your body, you fell asleep almost as soon as your head hit the pillow.

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Sunshine's Guide To Murder│Lee Minho

Chapter Two: WHORE HOUSE SS: 5 (ignore time stamps and dates) Word Count: 1.32K Content Warnings: Discussion of murder, mention of suicide Previous Next Masterlist

The next day, the early morning air is crisp and biting as Hayun and Jeongin walk side by side through the quiet streets. Hayun’s breath fogs up in front of her, swirling in the chilly air. She’s wrapped up in her cozy black knit sweater, paired with blue flared jeans and her usual white high-top Converse. Her hair is half-up, half-down, a few loose strands framing her face, and a pen is haphazardly stuck into the knot of her hair—a habit she’s developed from needing to jot things down quickly for the podcast.

Jeongin walks beside her, his hands buried deep in his pockets, his breath steady as they approach their destination. He glances at her, taking in the slight tension in her shoulders. “You look nervous, Yunnie.”

Hayun scoffs, though the sound is a little too sharp. “Nervous? Me? Nah.” She tightens her grip on the notebook clutched in her arms, her fingers fidgeting with the edges of the pages. “I mean... we could still tell Jisung and Felix that Minho said no, right? It’s not like they’d ever find out.”

Jeongin laughs under his breath, shaking his head. “No backing out now. You’re already here, and you agreed to this. Besides, it’s not gonna be that bad.”

As they stop in front of Minho’s house, Hayun’s eyes widen slightly. The house is bigger than she expected—an old student-rented place, probably a little run-down on the inside but still oddly charming. She sighs, shifting her notebook under one arm. “I mean, we can still turn around.”

Jeongin smirks, raising his fist and knocking on the door firmly before Hayun can protest. “Too late.”

Hayun groans, rolling her eyes. “Fuck’s sake, Innie…”

Almost immediately, there’s a loud crash from inside the house, followed by a muffled yelp of pain. Hayun’s eyes widen, and she turns to Jeongin in alarm. “What the hell is going on in there?”

Jeongin’s grin only widens. “They’re just excited to meet the famous podcaster.”

Hayun arches an eyebrow. “Are you serious?”

Jeongin tries to hold back a laugh as another loud thud reverberates through the house. “Uh-huh. Though they’re probably just fucking around, too. But hey, excitement’s excitement.”

Before Hayun can respond, the door swings open, revealing Lee Minho in the doorway. He’s dressed in a plain black hoodie, his hair a little messy, like he just rolled out of bed. He stares at Hayun for a long moment, his dark eyes scanning her up and down, and she suddenly feels oddly self-conscious under his intense gaze.

Behind him, two familiar faces—Hyunjin and Changbin—stand rubbing the backs of their heads, looking like they’ve just come out of some wrestling match. Hyunjin's long hair is slightly disheveled, and Changbin’s shirt is wrinkled from whatever roughhousing they were doing.

Minho raises an eyebrow. “You Jang Hayun?”

Hayun quickly composes herself, stepping forward and offering her hand with a polite smile. “Yeah, I’m Jang Hayun. Nice to meet you.”

Minho takes her hand briefly, giving her a curt nod before letting go. He doesn’t say anything, but his eyes flicker with something that feels like curiosity.

Jeongin steps in with his usual charm, pointing toward the chaos behind Minho. “And those two troublemakers back there are Hyunjin and Changbin.”

Hyunjin grins brightly, waving like a model on the runway. “Hey.”

Changbin gives a halfhearted wave, looking like he’s still recovering from whatever brawl just took place. “Sup.”

Hayun chuckles softly. “Nice to meet you both.”

Minho steps aside, motioning for them to come in. “I thought there were three of you.”

“Yeah,” Hayun says, stepping into the house and adjusting the notebook under her arm. The warmth inside is a welcome contrast to the biting cold outside. “Jisung and Felix thought it’d be better if I came alone. Especially Jisung, considering… well, whatever history you two have.”

Changbin snorts, exchanging a look with Hyunjin. “You really don’t know, huh?”

Hayun shakes her head, brushing it off. “Nope. And honestly? I don’t want to know. If Jisung wants to tell me, he will. If not, I’ll respect his privacy.”

Minho’s eyes flicker with a trace of approval, though his face remains unreadable. “Fair enough.” He gestures toward the staircase. “Come upstairs. We can talk in my room—it’s soundproofed.”

Hayun blinks. “Soundproofed?” she echoes, eyebrows raised in slight amusement. “That’s... not at all ominous.”

Minho smirks, but doesn’t offer any explanation as he leads the way up the stairs. Hayun slips off her shoes at the door, tucking her facemask into her pocket as she follows him. The house feels lived-in but surprisingly clean, with little signs of chaos beyond what just happened in the living room.

As they head upstairs, Jeongin hangs back with Hyunjin and Changbin, eyeing the kitchen. “You guys got anything to drink?”

Changbin rolls his eyes. “You want water or something harder?”

Jeongin grins mischievously. “Something harder, obviously.”

Hayun glances over her shoulder and shoots Jeongin a playful glare. “Don’t get too drunk, Innie. We’ve still got that episode to finish editing.”

Jeongin waves her off with a wink. “I could edit that shit drunk, and you know it.”

She hums in amusement before following Minho to his room. When they reach it, Minho opens the door and steps inside, gesturing toward a chair by his desk. “You can sit there.”

Hayun takes the seat, her hands fidgeting slightly as she adjusts her notebook on her lap. Minho flops onto his bed with a casual ease, leaning back against the wall, arms crossed as he watches her. His room is surprisingly neat—posters framed on the walls, a few scattered cat toys on the floor, and a guitar propped up in the corner.

“Alright,” Minho says, his voice low and calm. “Talk to me.”

Hayun takes a deep breath, her fingers tightening around the pen in her hand. “So... we’re thinking of doing a multi-episode series on the murder of your sister, Shin Yuna, and everything that followed.”

Minho’s expression doesn’t change, but his eyes darken slightly, a flicker of something hard and unreadable passing over his face. “You mean my sister’s bullshit confession and her supposed suicide.”

Hayun nods, her voice soft but steady. “Yeah. That. Because... we don’t think Chaeryeong is the killer. We think the real killer got away with it.”

Minho’s eyes lock onto hers, his stare sharp and unyielding. “Why do you say that?”

Hayun shrugs, feeling the weight of his gaze but refusing to break eye contact. “Just a hunch. There are inconsistencies in the case that don’t make sense. The way it was closed so fast... it just feels wrong.”

Minho watches her for a long moment, his face unreadable, but something in his posture shifts—something tense loosens, just a little. “And you think you can do what the police didn’t? You’re willing to dig into all of that?”

Hayun’s voice is firm, though her heart is pounding in her chest. “We’re willing to try. Because there’s still a killer out there. Someone who murdered Yuna, and—”

Minho’s voice cuts in, sharp and unyielding. “And my sister. Don’t forget that. Chae didn’t kill herself. She wouldn’t have. She was framed.”

Hayun pauses, the weight of his words hitting her like a punch to the gut. “Framed... you think she was murdered?”

Minho’s jaw tightens, and he sits up straighter, his eyes cold. “I know she was murdered. Chaeryeong would have fought to the end to clear her name. She wouldn’t have just... given up.”

Hayun’s throat tightens. The room feels heavy with tension, the air thick with something unsaid. “Minho, if we dig into this and find out Chaeryeong...”

“She didn’t do it,” Minho interrupts, his voice low and fierce. “But if she did... then nothing changes. But if she didn’t, then we’ve got a murderer still walking free.”

There’s a long silence as they stare at each other. Hayun can feel the intensity of his conviction, the raw anger just beneath the surface. She takes a breath, steadying herself. “So... you’re in?”

Minho leans back, crossing his arms again, but his eyes never leave hers. “I’m in.”

Hayun breathes out, the tension in her shoulders loosening ever so slightly. “Alright. Let’s catch a killer.”

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Soft Morning

Pieces of My Heart - Chapter 13 Stray Kids OT8 x reader, Soulmate AU

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The boys never did get to finish their movie that night.

Most of the night went by with everyone asking you questions about your flights and your father, telling you about some of the fun moments from their tour (you weren’t going to ruin their fun by explaining that you had already seen most of those moments on social media), and simply basking in your presence. You spent the rest of the night either in someone’s lap, or someone’s arms.

Not that you were complaining.

You weren’t sure at what point you all fell asleep, but you woke up the next morning with your body being squished from both sides. It was hot, and you were sweaty, so you pushed against the bodies in hopes of getting them to move, but that only seemed to make one of the bodies move closer. You opened your eyes to stare at the ceiling in frustration, and then to the side.

Felix was curled up with his head on your stomach, using you as a pillow as Jeongin hugged him from behind. On your other side, Jisung had fallen asleep on top of your arm, hands clutching your shirt like he was afraid you would disappear while he was sleeping. You frowned.

You lifted your head, recognizing in slight amusement that you had all fallen asleep on the living room floor like a bunch of 3rd graders having a sleepover. You counted three other bodies on the floor, and you assumed the other two were on the couch behind you, although you couldn’t actually look to check with the three boys holding you down. While you were uncomfortable, you didn’t have it in you to wake them up, so you let out a soft sigh.

Guess you were in it for the long haul.

Your only consolation was that your phone was still in your back pocket since you had never gotten to change out of your clothes. You couldn’t use the arm that was curled under Jisung (how he as comfortable sleeping with your arm under him you didn’t understand), but Felix and Jeongin were positioned in such a way that any movement from your right arm didn’t seem to jostle them, so you dug your phone out quickly.

You had a couple messages about your upcoming semester and from your parents. You also had a message from a few school friends, only some of which you had told about your sudden move.

You wondered what they would think about your decision.

You texted them back, and then took to scrolling through social media. Despite the tour having already ended, there were still videos appearing on your feed, and you took a moment to watch a few of them. The sound was low, but whoever was on the couch was apparently a light sleeper, because their body shifted behind you.

Someone groaned, and the movement stopped.

“Let me go, Channie-Hyung,” Minho grumbled, and you heard the sound of skin being slapped lightly.

Chan groaned, but Minho managed to get himself free because he got to his feet, turning to look down at you with half closed eyes. He waved sleepily to you, and stumbled his way towards what you assumed was the bathroom.

Some of the others on the floor shifted at the noise, but none of them seemed to want to get up. Minho was in the bathroom for only a minute, but when he emerged, he looked much more awake, stepping carefully over your prone bodies to grab at someone.

It was Hyunjin from the looks of it. The blond let out a whine when he was shaken awake, batting Minho’s hand away.

“Yah, you lost the bet. You have to help me make breakfast,” Minho said, grabbing Hyunjin and dragging him across the floor.

Hyunjin retaliated by grabbing Changbin’s leg, and the rapper startled awake, kicking Hyunjin’s grip off as he sat up in confusion.

“Wha-?”

“Nooooo,” Hyunjin whined as he was pulled towards the kitchen.

If the others hadn’t been awake before, they certainly were now. Felix turned his face so that it was pressed against your stomach, his soft breath warming the exposed skin there. Jeongin sat up with his eyes still closed, patted the area around him until he found what he was looking for, grabbing his phone. He peeked an eye open and groaned at the time, letting himself fall back down to the ground and cuddle up against Felix again.

Seungmin was the only one who seemed to wake up easily, stretching his arms before getting to his feet, maneuvering around the others like land mines. He paused when he reached the edge of the living room, where Jisung was laying, and used a hand on the couch for balance as he leaned over the still sleeping rapper.

“Good morning,” he whispered to you, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“Hey, where’s my kiss?” Chan joked, and the couch shifted behind you.

Seungmin made a face at you as suddenly arms appeared around his shoulder. Chan hugged Seungmin, ignoring the younger singers’ protests and only letting go when Sungmin’s feet started to slip.

“You’re annoying,” Seungmin grumbled, shuffling off to the bathroom.

Chan let out a laugh as he moved so that he was now hovering over you, half of his body still on the couch, and your head facing opposite directions. When he leaned down to press a kiss to your lips, your nose bumped his chin, and his hair tickled your cheeks. Felix shifted against you as Chan pulled away, head now turned toward you. He was watching the two of you with soft eyes.

“Morning,” Felix said, voice deep with sleep.

“Good morning,” Chan replied cheerily.

“Not morning. Too early,” Jeongin whined, hands clutching Felix’s waist tightly.

Felix laughed, the sound like thick honey, deep and sweet all at once. He wiggled against you, trying to dislodge the maknae’s grip, but Jeongin only gripped harder, and Felix let out a huff.

“Not this again.”

Chan slid off the couch next to us. “Don’t worry, I got this.”

He slid one hand under Jeongin’s armpits, and the youngest let out a yelp. You raised an eyebrow at the new information. Chan continued his assault, tickling Jeongin until he let go of Felix, letting out a yell of frustration and tackling his leader in retaliation. Chan was just as ticklish, letting out a high pitch yell that turned into a laugh as he manhandled Jeongin off of him.

The sudden sound woke Jisung up with a jolt. “Wha-?”

“Morning, baby boy,” You cooed.

Jisung blinked up at you, giving a quick glance over to the two boys now wrestling each other, rolling dangerously closer to where Changbin was sitting and watching in amusement. Jisung then let out a groan, moving closer so that he was no longer on your arm and instead laying on your chest, his face only inches above Felix’s where the blonde had decided to lay back down.

With your arm now free and tingling from the sudden rush of blood, you reached out to run your hand through each of the sunshine twin’s hair. Their body heat was still too hot for you, but you enjoyed the comfort their weight provided to you, combined with the sound of laughter from Jeongin and Chan as Changbin decided to join in on the wrestling match.

From the kitchen, you could barely make out the soft chatter of Minho, Hyunjin and Seungmin. It was hectic, you were uncomfortable, the day had only just begun, and you had never been happier.

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Connected (OT8 x reader)

Part 21<-

Part 22

Pairing: Han + Felix x Reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Angst

Warnings: 18+, Smut, Under 18 DNI!, ANGST, public sex, Suggestive Themes, Swearing, pet names, unprotected sex (just don’t), oral (f + m receiving), overstimulation, threesome

Word Count: 10.8k

Note: Since I did you dirty with the last chapter, here is some Jilix action to soothe the pain… I know know. You want to know what will happen with Channie, but it will come soon enough. What can I say? I‘m into edging ;)

On your first day of your new job as the personal manager of Stray Kids, you didn't expect to be standing in front of the man you made out with last night in a club. But it soon becomes clear that the Stray Kids don't just want you as their manager. Will this passionate arrangement end your career?

Fortunately, you were busy with your work and could hardly concentrate on the argument with Chan while rehearsals and sound check were going on the next morning.

Still, you felt nauseous and the oppressive feeling always swam along, like a disturbing noise in the background. You tried to avoid Chan as much as possible and succeeded most of the time. You also managed to pull yourself together and put on a professional mask. But you noticed Hyunjin's scrutinizing looks, Felix's additional attentions when he once again offered you his bag of cereals or asked you for the hundredth time if you were cold. Everyone sensed and knew that something was wrong, but Chan radiated such a coldness that no one dared say anything about it. If he didn't want to talk about it, no one would try to do so. Chan was intimidating when he was in a bad mood and you could smell it from far away. It was like a dark aura surrounding him. It was better that way. The performance was coming up and in just a few hours they had to deliver.

You thought you had yourself under control until you came backstage to tell them excitedly about the huge crowd of people in the stadium, but when you saw Mina doing Chan's makeup, across the room, and they were laughing and talking, you thought you were going to scream out loud. Instead, you bit your tongue until you tasted blood and wanted to run out again, but bumped into Jeongin, who held you by your waist.

"Wow... Are you okay?"

You just nodded, unable to get a word out, and rushed out. The show started and the guys were getting ready to get on stage. You felt Chan's gaze like sharp arrows digging into your back and when Felix came to you, you saw the excitement in his eyes.

"Can I get a kiss? For good luck?" he asked with a sweet smile and flushed cheeks. Smirking, you leaned forward and pressed your lips reassuringly to his. Directly his shoulders dropped and he seemed more relaxed as he closed his eyes and pulled you into a hug.

"Thank you," he whispered, giving you one last little peck on the lips before following Changbin.

"What about me? Can I see your tits, for good luck?" asked Han teasingly, sliding his fingers into your waistband to pull you closer. You slapped him mockingly on the shoulder and couldn't suppress a giggle.

"Ji! You don't need that much luck. Believe me."

He rested his forehead against yours and closed his eyes. You heard his breath catch and knew exactly what was going on. He had told you that he struggled with anxiety and soon you understood that he often masked his real insecurity with his humor. Whenever an anxiety attack threatened to overwhelm him, he would come to you looking for comfort and you would do your best to calm him down. Which is why you put your cool hands to his cheeks and took a few deep breaths with him. He grabbed your hands and concentrated only on them and your slow breathing, your sweet scent and your soothing touch.

Slowly he opened his eyes and the grin was back.

"Show them!" you whispered and he kissed your knuckles before following the others and hurrying onto the stage. The concert you were so afraid of was a big success. The atmosphere and the volume was enormous and when they said goodbye to the fans, your heart beat with relief. They looked damn good, danced like never before and also the live vocals left everyone speechless.

Euphoric and full of energy, they left the stage and came running backstage.

As soon as Changbin caught sight of you, he grabbed you, wrapped his arms around you and lifted you off the ground with his strong arms. Giggling, you wrapped your arms around him and relief flooded the backstage area. He spun you around and then set you down.

"We did it," he sighed and Seungmin gave you a high-five as he walked by before ruffling through your hair and giving you a slap on the butt that only you seemed to notice, by then Hyunjin was coming up to you and pulling you closer by your hips as well until you bumped your chest against him. The sweat on his face with that energetic glint in his eyes was so sexy that you had to bite your lip while looking up at him.

"If that idiot wasn't staring like a perv, I'd kiss you right now," he whispered as he pulled you into a hug, and when you turned around, you recognized Ji-Deung leaning against the wall, congratulating the crew for the successful concert. Still, he stared over at you and saw his lips pressed together tensely. Even when Hyunjin let go of you and brushed your thigh while passing. But before you could say anything back, Felix had embraced you effusively and buried his face in the crook of your neck.

You stroked his head and nearly lost your balance as he clung tightly to you.

"That was amazing!" he gasped, and when he let go of you, Jeongin was already waiting behind him, taking your face in his hands and pressing a kiss to your forehead. Completely taken off guard by all the affection, you staggered a bit until you saw Jisung and Minho, who both smiled wryly and wanted to give you room to breath first. But you couldn't help yourself and stepped towards them, grabbing their hands and pulling them closer to wrap both arms around one shoulder of each. Minho immediately put a hand on your waist and Jisung clasped your shoulder. You grinned at each other and the adrenaline of the last few hours floated in the air like smoke from a cigarette.

"Good job, kitten," Minho purred, and Jisung had to control himself to keep his hands to himself in front of all the people.

"See you later," he whispered and you nodded. They both disappeared into the changing rooms and now there was only Chan standing there. He walked slowly towards you, the adrenaline still crackling in his eyes and he looked damn good in the outfit, with the tight leather pants and the loose top that revealed a glimpse of his abs.

"You guys were amazing..." you commented, the tension in the air tightening your throat.

Chan nodded curtly, wanting to hug you as much as the others. But the argument hung between you like a thick curtain that no one dared to push aside.

"See you around..." he murmured and hurried past you, leaving you with an empty feeling. Something in your chest stung painfully and you grabbed your chest right above your heart, afraid it might just crumble.

That's when you felt someone step up next to you and put a hand on your shoulder. You looked up in surprise at Ji-Deung, whose hand was heavy on your skin.

"Was there trouble with Chan?"

He feigned sympathy, but you could hear the satisfaction coming from his voice.

"We just had a little disagreement," you lied, trying to wipe his hand away, but he was already letting it trail down your back. You instantly felt ice cold.

"It'll be fine... Idols are difficult to deal with sometimes. It just doesn’t work between them and people like us“

People like us?

You wanted to shove him away and yell at him that he didn't know what he was talking about, but the lump in your throat wouldn't let out another sound. His hand wandered lower and lower until it was at your lower back. You felt uncomfortable and feared being crushed by the walls.

"I have to go," you pressed out, shuddering when you finally managed to get your feet moving.

At the hotel, you all ate together in Changbin and Chan's room. The boys excitedly talked about everything they had seen and experienced at the concert. Meanwhile, you sat leaning against the headboard and struggled to smile from time to time, even though you wanted to cry. Chan didn't speak to you, he hardly dared to look at you anymore. It was painful and you longed for him so much. But the anger about what he had said kept you from doing so. Despite everything, he was attentive, had saved you the mango smoothie because he knew how much you loved it and put it right next to you without a comment. His caring side despite the argument was so much worse than if he had just hated and ignored you.

Way earlier than normally you said good night and disappeared to your room. Already tomorrow you flew further to Australia and you needed urgently distance from Chan, in order not to be constantly reminded of what you had lost.

-*—*-*-*-*-

"Is this really comfortable, Lix?", you asked with a giggle as you tried to look over your shoulder.

"It's perfect...", he sighed in such a low voice that it gave you goosebumps and snuggled his cheek closer against your butt.

After arriving in Melbourne in the middle of the night, you were all tremendously jet-lagged but luckily you still had a full day to sleep and get used to the new climate.

You all stumbled into your hotel rooms like zombies and fell into your beds. You didn't have a chance to give another thought to Chan, you had been too exhausted.

Sometime in the morning, when the first rays of sunlight had fallen through the window of your hotel room, you had opened your eyes for the first time and found Felix snuggled tightly against you.

He must have come into your room sometime during the night and snuck under your covers.

He had still been fast asleep, with both arms wrapped tightly around your belly, his head leaning against your chest, looking so beautiful that you had spent some time just looking at him.

The freckles on his pale skin shone in the glow of the sun's rays like a small galaxy and his plush lips were pouted in his sleep. You really wanted to kiss them, but you didn't want to risk waking him up.

He looked so peaceful and relaxed that you didn't even dare to move while his breathing brushed warmly against your neck.

You had to control yourself not to keep smelling his soft hair. He smelled of sweet vanilla, a little spicy ginger, and sweet woods, which made you close your eyes and take a deep breath. It wasn't long before he was growling deeply like a sleeping dragon, pulling you closer to him.

First slowly his eyelids fluttered and then he had looked at you with his chocolate eyes, making you all jittery.

"Morning, angel," he had said in a raspy tone and that his voice was even deeper in the morning than it already was made your blood vibrate.

"Did you get lost tonight?" you asked softly, and he buried his face at your chest between your boobs with a caught grin. You ran your fingers through his fluffy hair, playing with a few strands.

"I couldn't sleep. Was way too excited now that we're finally in Australia..." he explained, pressing a kiss to the vacant spot under your collarbone that was exposed by your thin pyjama top.

"I always get a good night's sleep with you. I hope that's okay."

You smiled as you felt his fingers on your hips, sliding under the hem of your pyjama shorts.

"How could I say no to that face?" you flirted, giving him a quick kiss on the lips.

He automatically closed his eyes, hoping for more, but you pulled back ready to reach for your phone and check the time.

"We're lucky... It's still early," you said and Felix yawned emphatically. He straightened up a bit and pulled his shirt over his head, tossing it aside.

You watched him a little too closely. His abs were perfect in every way and you had to bite your lower lip to keep from drooling as he knelt on the bed in front of you and ran his hands through the mess of blonde hair, his eyes still full of sleep.

You knew he was more comfortable sleeping without clothes on, much like Chan, and you definitely couldn't complain about that.

However, you now also noticed how warm it was already in the hotel room. The heat of Australia would definitely get to you.

"Jet lag is really nasty this time," he sighed, looking at you crinkled from above.

His fair skin looked beautiful in the golden morning light, and he reminded you of a drawing of a god straight out of a history book, kneeling before you like that.

Then he grabbed the duvet and lifted it jerkily. Startled, you pulled your legs to your chest and looked at him in confusion.

"What are you doing?"

"I want to see what you're wearing," he murmured as his eyes were already excitedly gliding over your body.

The pyjama set was more reminiscent of underwear consisting entirely of lace, and you had only put it on because it had been the first thing laying in the suitcase on the top.

Felix mouth was open and he held the blanket as if petrified.

"Bloody hell..." he gasped in the most Australian accent you had ever heard.

"You wear that to sleep alone?"

You tried to take the blanket away from him again to cover yourself, but he was faster and held it a little higher.

"It's just a pyjama Lix!"

Actually, it had been a really expensive set, which you especially wanted to please Felix and Hyunjin with, since they both loved lace and white on you.

Obviously, you had hit the mark with Felix.

"Just a pair of pyjamas? You look like a princess! A sexy princess."

Slowly, the corners of his mouth lifted and you could see the mischievousness flashing in his eyes before he pounced on you, clutching you so tightly that you had no chance of escaping.

Chuckling, you tried to free yourself from his arms as he began to spread tickling kisses all over your neck and chest.

Playfully you rolled across the bed together and you could feel his muscles firm against your warm skin. The scuffle ended with you on top of him until he grabbed your wrists and threw you to the side.

Out of breath, you paused for a moment, but he did not release you from his grasp. Instead, he looked at you as you both lay on your sides, stroking his hands up your back.

You cupped his face with both hands as you never got enough of looking at him.

"You're so pretty," you whispered, unaware that you had spoken your thoughts aloud, and it was only when you saw his radiant smile that you realized it.

"Says the most beautiful girl," he replied, and before he could see how red you were blushing, you pulled him closer and kissed him.

It was a cute kiss that sent butterflies through your whole body and so you spent the whole morning cuddling, snoozing, kissing and enjoying each other's company.

At least until the door was yanked open and you seriously considered banning the boys from your room by not giving them an extra room card anymore.

You were working through the most important emails on your cell phone, lying on your stomach. Felix was lying with his cheek on your butt, his body between your legs and his eyes closed. He had been asleep for a whole hour and only stirred when his hands stroked your lower back or he grabbed your hips.

When the door slammed shut behind Han, however, he startled, but immediately rested his head on your butt and closed his eyes again.

"Morning Ji," you greeted him with a glance over your shoulder.

He was wearing ripped jeans and a tank top. His hair was a mess and apparently he had just woken up too.

"Here you are Yongbok! I should have guessed..." he said, dropping down on the bed next to you with a yawn.

Nimbly, he snatched the cell phone out of your hand and held it so high above his head that you couldn't reach it.

"You're already working this early in the morning? We're off today!"

He glared at you accusingly and placed the cell phone on the nightstand out of your reach.

"Good thing I'm here to save you now," he said, casually eyeing your body with a smug smile.

"Let's go to the beach!"

You both looked at him stunned, but he was quite serious.

"Are you serious? Ji-Deung will give us hell if we leave this close to the show," you said, shuddering at the thought of the fun brake with glasses who had been following your every move since you were on tour. It was obvious he didn't trust you and he was bothered by your intimate interaction with the guys.

"He doesn't need to know. Come on! Felix, you can show us your homeland!"

Han continued to try and you found it increasingly difficult to deny him any wish. His dark eyes shone like stars and you could only look at his plush lips as he spoke.

Felix clasped your hips with both hands and looked at Han silently, as if he were really thinking about it, resting his chin on your lower back.

"I looked it up on the internet. There's a small hidden beach just a few miles from here. We'll be all alone there and no one will know we were even gone. We wanted to see the sea after all!"

When Han wanted something, it was very difficult to dissuade him. In addition, Felix and you were the best people to persuade, since it was hard to refuse Jisung anyway.

"Chan will notice..." you said monotonously and just saying his name hurt. You wanted everything to go back to the way it was before. You would have preferred not to watch the video after all. In the meantime tried to forget it. You just wanted to lie in Chan's arms again, kiss him and hear his voice. By now you didn't care about the video at all.

"Chan's gone..."

"What?" you asked a little too loudly, and Han twirled a strand of your hair around his finger, which fell into your face.

"He went to see his family last night."

You jerkily turned onto your side, causing Felix's head to fall off your butt and onto the mattress. You hadn't known that. He hadn't told you, even though you always told each other everything. You always knew where the other was.

Your heart contracted painfully. Your last conversation had been an argument and now you had no chance to talk until after the show.

Felix straightened up a bit until you were sitting in a circle on the bed and shrugged:

"Let's just do this. What should happen? No one knows we're in Australia yet and the beaches here are paradise. I haven't been here in years."

You ran both hands through your hair and sighed loudly as you weighed whether it was really a good idea to take such a risk.

If someone recognized you, it could quickly become very problematic without security and someone in the know. On the other hand, the two of them awakened the urge for adventure in you and you also wanted to finally see the paradisiacal sea and beach that Felix was always talking about.

In addition, it was a welcome distraction from the thoughts about Chan and the painful argument.

They both looked at you eagerly until Jisung tilted his head and blew your mind with big begging eyes.

"Please, jagi! No one will know about this. I promise!"

Both your hands fell loudly on the mattress and you exhaled audibly.

"Alright. But then we have to go right away."

Cheering, Jisung clapped his hands and Felix laughed in relief.

"I'm going to go change. I'll meet you in the lobby!" Felix said and jumped off the bed.

Shortly after, he was gone from the room.

"Ji-Deung is going to kill us..." you muttered, grabbing your new bikini and a dress from your suitcase.

"That snob will never catch us. I'll see if the hallway is safe and then wait in the lobby."

You nodded and mindlessly pulled your top over your head to get dressed.

By now it was normality to undress in front of the boys. You trusted them blindly and living with them made you discard any sense of shame which is why you didn't even question it anymore.

Jisung ran to the door and just as he was about to push down the doorhandle, he turned to you once more.

The sight of your bare breasts made him freeze and just as you were about to put on your bikini, he came back again.

"Shit... Maybe I'll stay here after all."

With the words, he wrapped his arms around your hips and pulled you closer until his lips were on your bare skin, caressing your boobs.

Laughing, you tried to push him away. He was like an excited dog, fixating only on the treat and forgetting everything else.

"Ji! Stop it! We're trying to get going!" you laughed, trying in vain to dislodge his upper arms from your hips.

He lifted you up and threw you on the bed and before you could react he was hovering over you and his mouth was closed around your nipple while his hand was kneading your other breast.

He sucked your soft skin between his teeth and played with your nipples until you felt dizzy.

"Hannie!" you tried again to make him stop, even if it was the last thing you wanted. But you couldn't waste any more time if you wanted to disappear unnoticed.

Briefly, he let go of your breasts and looked up at you in confusion, as if he hadn't even noticed how it had come to this.

"I have to get dressed! Get off me!", you cried out and your face turned scarlet.

Reluctantly, he pulled away and leaned back against the wall to watch you slip into your bikini.

"I can't help it. You're just too damn sexy," he replied, smiling apologetically.

You threw on a summery dress and packed a beach towel, water, and sunscreen, since the guys certainly hadn't thought of that.

"Did you sleep with Yongbok?" he asked curiously, out of thin air while less successfully blowing a strand of hair out of his face that caught in his eye.

"Why do you care about that? Don't you talk about that stuff with each other?" you asked, tying the laces of your Chucks.

"We do... It's just that he's never been part of an arrangement before. I'm just curious about that."

"Mm," you commented with an amused smile, and you could sense without looking up that he was almost bursting with curiosity.

"Soo did you?"

A silent laugh escaped you and you straightened up to tie your hair into a high ponytail in front of the mirror.

"You two are always cuddling, always hanging on each other, I can hardly imagine it hasn't happened yet. I would have suffocated by now with all that physical contact."

It was true. Felix loved skin-ship as much as you did, and that's probably why you understood each other on a completely different level. Without words and only through perceptions and feelings.

"Ji, it is actually possible to cuddle without fucking right away. I know that's hard for you to believe" you teased and he held his heart playfully affected.

"Not true at all! I'm a romantic!"

"Pff. You're the horniest person I know," you shot back and he inhaled emphatically dramatically.

You gave him a little kiss on the cheek and threw your bag over your shoulder.

He grabbed your chin before you could turn away and held your face right in front of his.

"Don't act like you're not into it," he replied with the most suggestive grin you'd ever seen on him.

Your breathless expression was answer enough. With a satisfied laugh, he let go of you and crossed his arms in front of his chest again.

"You’re getting on my nerves with your handsome face, Han Jisung! Stop looking at me all sexy! Weren't you going to go ahead?" you asked rhetorically, and that's when he remembered again.

"All right. See you in a bit, babe."

With a wink, he disappeared through the door and you prayed that no one would run into you. Especially not Ji-Deung.

It wasn't until you had passed a few streets past the hotel that you relaxed. The way to the beach was along a small dirt road and through a forest.

In fact, the beach was so hidden that no one was to be seen far and wide.

Enthusiastically, you slipped off your shoes and enjoyed the warm sand under your feet. Felix had not promised too much.

The water was turquoise and shimmered like a sea of sapphires. The sky was cloudless and the sun made the yellow sand look like liquid gold.

You spread out your towels under a large pine tree halfway in the shade. A few rays of sunlight sneaked through the dense branches and the air smelled of salt and vacation.

You spread out on the big beach towel that you had taken with you and Han had taken off his tank top so quickly and spread out on the towel that you didn't even manage to sit down.

Felix also slipped out of his shirt and to see the two of them now shirtless was something completely new. The continuous training before the comeback had left its mark and both of them had defined abs and muscular shoulders by now.

They both watched you slip out of your dress as unobtrusively as possible and gave each other meaningful looks as soon as they finally saw your green bikini.

It showcased your curves in all the right places, and seeing your skin glisten in the glow of the sun was something so sexy that Han would never need porn again when you were in his life.

Jisung whistled suggestively as soon as you tossed your dress aside, which made you throw a water bottle at him. You lay down between the two of them and you silently just enjoyed the soundscape and the paradisiacal panorama that Australia's beaches offered you.

"It's really beautiful," you said after a while and Jisung nodded in agreement.

"What made you leave this paradise?", Jisung murmured and looked questioningly at Felix.

"A dream," he replied without looking at him, letting the soft sand run through his hands.

The silence filled only with the sound of the sea and the rustling of the branches above you was a welcome change from the noise on tour and at home, which otherwise constantly surrounded you like a dense fog.

You had to admit that Jisung had had a good idea for once.

But of course, the silence didn't last long.

After all, you were traveling with the Chaos Twins.

Jisung got bored quickly and it showed again now.

"Let's go into the water!" he said, already slipping out of his jeans.

"You can't even swim," you retorted, looking up at him as he stood in front of you.

"Then you'll just have to hold me so I don't sink."

He bent down to you, grabbed your legs and lifted you up with ease. A surprised squeak escaped you and you clung to his shoulders as you lost the ground beneath you.

"Come on Yongbok!"

With those words, he walked down the beach to the water's edge, with you in his arms as if it were no effort at all.

He waded into the water and as soon as it touched your feet, you wrapped your arms tighter around his torso.

"Ji no! Please... It's too cold!" you gasped, but he continued to carry you mercilessly into the water. When he was up to his waist into the sea, he looked at you with that familiar glint in his eyes that you knew all too well.

Panicked, you shook your head and tried desperately to hold on to him, but he let go of you and you fell into the water with a loud splash. Gasping, you resurfaced, your hair all over your face like a doused poodle, and Jisung held his stomach laughing at your outraged expression.

"Well wait, you little shit..." you pressed out, throwing all your weight at him.

Cursing, he rowed his arms and fell with you into the waves.

Bubbling, he went under until he regained his balance and his hair stuck to his forehead as he broke through the surface of the water again. Laughing, you pushed each other and splashed water all over each other until you saw Felix standing in the shallow water.

He had his arms wrapped around his body and was also wearing only boxer shorts.

With a unifying look, Jisung and you had found a common victim and as soon as you headed toward him, his eyes grew wide and he waved his hands in the air defensively.

"No! No please don't!" he pleaded, but you both had already grabbed an arm and pulled him mercilessly into the cool water until he submerged and resurfaced with narrowed eyes.

Your laughter resounded over the beach until he put an arm around Jisung's neck and pulled him off his feet.

You wrestled like that for quite a while, and you felt transported back to your carefree childhood years. It was liberating to think nothing and just have fun.

That was the effect of the two. When you were around them, you couldn't help but have fun.

At one point, Felix and you had a swim race and Jisung played referee in the shallow water. Of course, Felix won and Jisung wrapped you in his arms as you pouted and crossed your arms.

"He cheated!"

"How am I supposed to cheat at swimming?" asked Felix laughing as he brushed his wet hair out of his face.

"Aww our girl is a sore loser," Jisung chirped, wrapping his wide arms around your shoulders from behind to sway you back and forth teasingly.

Felix came through the water towards you and put his hands on your hips until his face was right in front of yours. The water beaded off his cheeks like crystals and he smiled so brightly that you wrapped your arms around his stomach.

"Don't be mad, pretty! What do I get from you now?"

Jisung rested his chin in the crook of your neck and let his hands rest against your stomach.

"Oh the winner wants a reward?" you asked challengingly, lightly pinching his side so he winced.

"I think I earned it..." he said amusedly, pressing his hands meaningfully into your hips.

"And what do you want?" you asked with a sneaky grin as you noticed his gaze down your body.

He looked at how the thin fabric of your bikini covered so little that it left enough room for naughty fantasies.

God he loved your body.

"I think Lix wants something in particular..." murmured Jisung, and directly the blush shot into Felix's cheeks. Caught, he released his gaze from your breasts and looked back and forth between you and Jisung.

Jisung pressed your hips against his middle and you could feel his length clearly through the fabric of his boxers on your butt.

"Tell me, what do you want Lix? All you have to do is ask..." you breathed seductively and jerked him closer by the hips until barely a hand's width fit between your bodies.

Panicked, his eyes raced up and down your face, while Jisung grinned knowingly. You leaned a little against the chest of the older and enjoyed the way his fingers circled your belly.

Felix blush was cute and he swallowed hard as you bit your lower lip charmingly.

"I... I don't know..." he stammered and that's when you leaned forward a bit until your lips brushed his. His heart was almost jumping out of his chest by now.

There was nothing adorable about this anymore. You were sensual and sexy and all that at once confused him. You kissed him slowly, nibbling into his lower lip, taking his hands as you did so and bringing them to your breasts.

You heard Jisung exhale sharply and he pressed your ass even harder against his length, which gradually became harder and grinded it against your skin.

Felix looked down at his hands perplexed and began to cup your breasts gently at first, then as you smiled against his lips and deepened the kiss he closed them tighter around them and began to knead them through the fabric.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him down to you, moving your lips against his so sensually that he growled softly as he returned the kiss. You were trapped between the two men and your bodies were pressed tightly together as Jisung groped your hips and sucked on your neck.

Felix tongues stroked your lower lip in a demanding manner and you let it slide into your mouth. The kiss was so much wilder and more animalistic than anything you had ever done with Felix before, and you could clearly feel his dick pressed against your thigh. The waves washed over your bodies and as Felix greedily slid his hands under your bikini top and firmly squeezed your bare breasts there, with Jisung's mouth all over your neck, a heated moan escaped into his mouth.

You broke away from Felix, only to feel Jisung's hand on your chin, turning your head and impatiently pressing his lips directly onto yours.

Sighing, you let yourself fall against his chest as Felix pushed the straps of your bikini off your shoulders and kissed down your chest while Jisung closed his hand around your neck a little tighter.

"Let's go back. You can see us here," Jisung murmured, and you could clearly see how greedy he was for more.

You nodded, breathing heavily and aroused.

At the towels, Jisung pushed you down by your shoulders without waiting long and sat next to you while Felix knelt between your legs.

Immediately he leaned over you and kissed you while Jisung's hand ran up your thigh. You stroked through Felix's wet hair and licked needy into his mouth as Jisung ran his fingers over your covered middle.

A gasp escaped you as he let his index finger wander right over your clit. Automatically you buckled your hips against his hand and he watched you shudder under his touch. His other hand was suddenly at your back.

"Let's free those pretty tits," he murmured against your ear and pulled open the straps of your bikini until the top fell off.

Jisung set it aside and grabbed your right breast directly while Felix stared at your body with his mouth slightly open.

"I told you her boobs were perfect," Jisung said with a smile and your head dropped to the back of your neck as Felix wasted no time in taking your other nipple into his mouth and sucking on it.

Your hand was on the back of his neck and you looked down at him, who's face was red as he nibbled and licked on your breast desperately.

"You guys talk about my boobs on a regular?" you asked with a grin, and Jisung kneaded your other breast so hard that a hiss escaped you.

He leaned down to you, gave you a peck on the lips and looked you in the eye.

"Of course... With a smoking hot body like that, can you blame us?"

Then he pressed his lips harder on yours, catching your sighs as Felix worked your heated skin with his mouth and twirled your nipple between his fingers.

The heat of Australia was nothing compared to the one in your body right now.

As the two assaulted your body with their mouths, you grew increasingly dizzy and jerked them both away at once.

"Fuck... I can't breathe," you gasped as they both stared at you uncomprehendingly, as if you had taken away their favorite food for no reason.

Handling one of them was an experience in itself, but having both outrageously hot guys all over you at the same time was something that almost knocked you out.

"We're in public, you know?" you said, running your hands through your hair in a befuddled manner. Anyone could come to the beach, even if it was rather unlikely.

The guys seemed to be slowly remembering that as well, and both of them dropped down on their backs to the right and left of you.

"You're too tempting," Felix murmured, snuggling closer to you again.

"Just let me take a breath..." you sighed and put an arm around Felix, who rolled onto his side and placed a hand reassuringly on your boob. It fit perfectly in his palm and he just wanted to hold it forever. You stroked through his slowly drying hair and he grumbled contentedly.

"I think this is a good idea for all of us," Jisung agreed with you and his hand rested against your inner thigh where he circled his thumb over your soft skin as you snuggled into his arm and leaned your head against his chest.

So you dozed for a while in the warm sunshine, recharging your batteries.

-

"Can someone help me?"

Felix straightened up directly. He had been watching you smear your skin with the sunscreen all along. The shiny film on your inviting skin, the white cream and the way you let your hands glide over your belly, your legs, your arms, made him digress into naughty thoughts. Han was lying next to you on his stomach, just waking up from his stupor.

"Sure... I'll do it." Felix said a little faster than necessary. He was waiting all the time to be able to put his hands on you again. You turned onto your belly, stretched and waited until Felix climbed over you and spread the sunscreen in his hands. His heart was racing like crazy as his thighs were tight against yours, he hovered over your lower back and began to spread the cream on your shoulders. Like an artist, he was focused on his work as he worked the cream into your skin with supple fingers. You sighed softly, closing your eyes and enjoying his soft touches.

Soon he was working his way down your back, feeling the soft curves of your butt beneath him, and had to force back his gasps as arousal ran hot between his legs.

Your bikini covered just enough to leave room for his swirling fantasies, and by now his cheeks were so flushed that he didn't dare look at Han, who was watching him with a wide grin.

When Felix stopped moving and just stared at your ass, which he was supposed to cream next, you looked over your shoulder in confusion.

"You may touch me Lix," you assured him and he was snapped out of a deep trance, nodding vehemently:

„Yes... yes sure. I was just...", he stammered and tried to ignore Han's snort as he began to spread the sunscreen on your butt cheeks. By now he was so hard he was embarrassed. All he had to do was touch you and he was helpless infatuated with you and desperate for any kind of you attention. When you sighed as he felt the soft flesh of your ass between his fingers, he gasped out loud. You smiled as you felt his hard length pressed against your lower legs, and looked over your shoulder while Felix's eyes were glued to your ass, his fingers kneading it more intensely even though all the cream had already been absorbed. It took him several seconds to notice your gaze, and he got wide-eyed right away.

"I'm so sorry..." he coughed, trying to cover his hard cock building a tent in his shorts by now with his arm. But he didn't get a moment to breathe because you were already turning around, putting your legs around his hips and propping yourself up on your elbows. The way he couldn't stop himself from looking at your breasts, swallowing and moving further down gave you so much self esteem. He looked at you as if he had never seen anything more beautiful and you felt desired, expensive, special with him.

The feeling of what he gave you was intoxicating.

"Yongbok, after all this time you should learn one thing from your hyungs," intervened Han, who had been watching the spectacle with amusement. Felix looked at him questioningly as he slid closer, took your hand and placed it against his chest, where you grinned and drew circles with your thumb.

"If you want something, you can't wait too long. You have to go get it."

With these words he winked at him, turned your head and kissed you so hard that you felt dizzy. One hand moved to your breast, gripping it tightly and twirling a nipple between his fingers until you breathed loudly. You buried your hands in his hair and opened your mouth until he licked into your mouth and your tongues fought for dominance. It was filthy and rough, but heated you up in no time. Felix watched you and it felt like his heart was going on a merry-go-round. The desire was so intense that he could hardly sit still and Han was also so hard after the little interlude that he put your hand to his crotch so you could feel what you were doing to him. You kissed his neck and sucked on it heated, until you found his lips again.

When he broke away from you, you were breathing hard, your cheeks were hot and you were so wet that Felix could feel it through the fabric of your last bit of clothes.

Han gave him a challenging look and finally Felix leaned down to you and lifted your chin with two fingers.

"Is that all right?"

His deep voice made butterflies fly up inside you. Breathless, you nodded.

After all this time, he was still making sure he didn't cross a line and that you didn't change your mind. He made you feel safe that you could break off at any time, and that made you fall for him even more.

Then his lips crashed down on yours, he kissed you hotter and more passionately, grabbed your tits and excitedly began to roll his hips against yours so that you felt his hard length pressed right against your aching cunt. Desperate, you wanted more. Your body was flooded with heat and you would have loved to rip away the last of the fabric to finally feel his length deep inside you. He was so beautiful, his hair shone in the sun, was messy and his freckles adorned his face like expensive jewelry. You needed to brush your lips over his abs, licked them until he breathed heavily and sucked his soft skin between your teeth.

That's when you felt Han's hand at your side, undoing the bows of your bikini, and you helped him by lifting your hips and he pulled the last bit of fabric from your body. Felix grumbled overwhelmed as he felt your bare cunt pressed against him and almost lost all self-control.

Desperately he rubbed his cock against your thigh until Han's words froze him:

"Oh our dear Felix... So desperate for a pretty girl in his life he is practically leaking by kissing one. How are you ever going to please her if you can't get passed kissing her?" Hans mocking had exactly the effect he wanted to achieve on the younger member.

Felix furrowed his brows, smiling in amusement, but there was the challenging gleam of competition in his eyes:

"We both know damn well I can please her just as well if not better than you Hyung!"

Han put a hand to his head and smiled conspiratorially.

You could tell by the gleam in his honey-kissed eyes that he had a plan and how much he liked the whole thing.

"Then show our pretty girl how much she means to us. Believe me she tastes divine.", he cooed and pushed the younger's head down decisively until he rested between your legs. Hungrily his eyes glinted open as he saw the wetness and beauty between your legs and growled:

"So gorgeous... Fuck want to taste you so bad."

You shuddered and a naughty sound escaped your throat as Han pressed Felix's head into your pussy with a mischievous grin.

Immediately his hands closed around your thighs, pushing them apart as the sensation threatened to overwhelm you and his tongue poked against your clit. You threw your head back, the blue sky began to spin as Felix sucked and worked your clit as if he had never tasted anything tastier. As if caught under a spell, he buried his face deeper into your pussy and as soon as his tongue penetrated you, you clung to Han's biceps and arched your back.

"Oh fuck... Felix fuck... so good," you pressed out between moans and Han had to bite his lip to keep from coming in his boxers from the sight alone. Felix's growl vibrated to your core as he spent wonders with his tongue, rubbing his nose firmly against your bud of nerves. You feared crushing Han's arm, but he held you tight, unable to help but kiss your pink lips and stifle your moans with them. His hands wandered over your belly, to your breasts, circling your nipples until he kissed your neck, sucking and nibbling on it. One hand was in Felix's hair and one in Hans's, greedily working your heated skin until he was satisfied with the red marks. Felix's tongue slid deeper and deeper, he took your breath away, Han broke your mind with his sucking on your skin until you were completely at their mercy. Overwhelmed you didn't know which name to moan, both sounded like liquid cotton candy from your lips and your high rolled in so fast your thighs squeezed Felix's head and as you pulled on his hair he rutted his hips against the towel. He wished he could live forever between your legs, trapped by your plush thighs and the sweet taste of your arousal on his tongue. Han had reached your breasts by now, licking them and pulling your nipple between his teeth until you gasped for breath.

Curses and whisked words with moans slipped over your lips and when Han guided your hand between his legs, you didn't hesitate long and slid into his boxers to grab his hard dick. Gasping, he wiggled them down before rutting into your hand and pressing his forehead against your chest.

"Your hands are so soft, honey. Keep doing that!“ he moaned and the whimpering only fired you up and you palmed him sloppily.

But your eyes rolled back as your orgasm overtook you while Felix pressed his plumb lips firmly against your throbbing pussy. With a pornographic moan, you came and time stopped. 

„Felix." You groaned, and he only hummed in response, noisily lapping up your leaking juices. Han bit lightly into the soft flesh of your breast as your grip on his cock squeezed him and he nearly exploded. Your moans had Felix cock also rock hard, painfully stretching against his shorts. If he didn't get to fuck you, he'll definitely masturbate to the thought of your moans, the way your cheeks were red and eyes glossed over.

Felix guided you through the high that made your legs tremble around his head and he licked clean everything he had caused.

Until you saw clearly again and your breathing calmed down, he straightened up and looked at you. He looked like an angel chiseled out of marble, kneeling between your legs with all the galaxy shining through his eyes, while the sun shone around his head like a halo.

"Fucking hell, Lix... Why are you so good at this," you gasped, and Felix just grinned. His lips were still shiny from your wetness and he leaned in to press a kiss to your lips. You tasted yourself on him and you immediately got hot again. His kiss was soft at first, then he gently bit your bottom lip and you let out a small whimper. He only scoffed and let you brush your tongue along his. Your arms made their way around his neck and you soon found yourself pulling him closer.

Han gasped loudly as you continued to slide your hand up and down his dick and buried his face against your neck, muffling his adorable whimpers.

You held Felix face and looked deep into his eyes.

"Lix I want you to fuck me."

He swallowed, cleared his throat, and nodded slowly.

You straightened up, helped him take off his shorts as well and palmed him a few times and could only stare at how big he looked in your hands. Then you leaned back, looked at him and wrapped your legs around his hips.

"Fuck her good. Like she deserves," Han grinned, stroking himself while watching.

"I waited so long for this...," Felix growled, his cheeks rosy with excitement and he couldn't wait after months of fantasizing about you, lying awake all night, getting off and imagining what it might sound like when you moaned his name. You gasped when Han reached for your neck, one hand on your chin, leaving you a mess and desperate for so much more. He was gentle but hard with his kisses, wanting to leave bruises on your skin, wanting to devour you whole.

Felix penetrated with the tip, making you gasp loudly and the deeper he slid, the more you melted. He growled deeply until he felt his balls pressed against your ass.

"Fuck you feel amazing. So warm, angel."

His voice deepened with each word and you clawed into the towel as he rose up, lifting your hips higher with his hands until your ass rested on his thighs and he could sink even deeper into your cunt.

"Lix please... please fuck me," you moaned and he didn't need to be told twice.

„Don't worry baby, I'm gonna make you feel real good, okay?" he purred, overwhelmed by the feeling of your warm walls welcoming him and squeezing his cock just right. He stood still for a moment, allowing you to adjust before starting to slowly thrust into you. After a few seconds he couldn't stop himself and snapped his hips into yours and right away you pressed your legs even tighter around his body.

A strangled moan came from the back of your throat, a noise you didn't even know you could make. A noise you shouldn't make, on the beach in public, while you were fucked by one of the men you worked for. But you couldn't help it. You couldn't stop the chorus of moans falling from your lips, and to Felix it sounded just like the most beautiful melody he had ever heard. So beautiful and melodic to his ears. He loved it.

Han watched, his hand tightly closed around his throbbing cock and he couldn't get enough of the sight of the younger man pounding into you.

The pleasure inside your veins unlike anything you've felt before. So intoxicating and mind numbing, you could live on this feeling. Your hands gripped the sand through the towel, knuckles turning white as you moaned, your hips subconsciously rocking and grinding against him.

Heat pooled in your gut as Felix cock massaged your inner walls at a relentless pace, and you arched your back up into his thrusts, wrapping your legs firmly around his waist.

Han bent down to you, stroking his fingers down your neck, while Felix dug his fingers into your hips, hitting the sensitive spot each time, guiding you to your orgasm in record time.

Jisung sucked on your neck, just below your jaw, cupping your breast with his hand and noticing how your body tensed.

He pulled his lips away from you, smirking up at you. "Gonna cum, baby?" He asked and Felix deep whimper, made you roll your eyes. "Let go, sweet girl. Show us how you cum all over Felix cock," he said and you cried out, the burning sensation stronger than ever as you felt yourself being stretched out around his thick cock. Tears pricked your eyes and with a few deep thrusts that made your insides light up, you came trembling and with the naughtiest moan around Felix cock, who groaned loudly as your walls sucked him deeper.

He stopped for a moment, watching how beautifully you fell apart beneath him, never wanting to look away again. Your body was made for him and he just had to lean down and kiss your lips while lazily continuing to roll his hips against yours.

That's when Han said:

"Now that Yongbok finally got his dick wet, I should join, huh?"

Eagerly you looked up at him and you pulled him down to you while Felix was already sucking on your nipples, lapping your warm skin with kisses and continuing to thrust into you, making your overstimulated cunt pulsate.

You pushed your tongue into Han's mouth and kissed him desperately with more teeth and force than necessary. When he briefly broke away from you, Felix was already kneeling between your legs again and slamming deep inside you, this time his own release in mind.

"Be a good slut and open your mouth for me.... I want to fuck your pretty face, honey."

Jisung's voice was like liquid caramel, so sweet you couldn't get enough and would end up taking more than you could bear. But when you nodded and he climbed over you to press his knees right and left against your ribs, you wanted nothing more than to choke on his cock.

He put his red angry tip to your lips, spreading the bit of precum on it and you began kitty licking Jisungs cock while moaning from the pleasure on your pussy coming from Felix devilish dick, thrusting deep inside you. Jisung reached into your hair with one hand and slowly pushed his entire length into your mouth with a sigh of relief. Everything around you began to blur as Felix continued to use your pussy for his own pleasure, caught in his own trance of lust and desire.

As Han hit your throat and you gagged softly, he grinned and began thrusting into your mouth.

"Fuck so sexy... Taking both of our cocks like a slut."

That same hot bubbly feeling as before was forming in your stomach as Felix fucked you harder, faster, deeper than before, once he heard the gagging and whimpering as Han fucked your mouth restlessly. You groaned at his words and Felix completely lost control of his hips as he abused your body for his own pleasure. He was chasing after his own orgasm too, he couldn't help but crumble when it came to you. You were just too perfect, and your pussy was his own personal brand of heroin. Felix couldn't look anywhere else but where you two were connected. How his cock, covered with your juices, disappeared again and again in your sore pussy.

Han roughly rutted into your mouth, whimpering and gasping your name and your mind hovered somewhere between hot passion and sizzling explosions. Your eyes fell closed and you loosened your jaw, surrendering to the act of it. Yes, you were on your back and it was your mouth around his dick, but the sounds pouring out of Jisung, the stern hand he kept strangled into your hair, it felt like he was worshiping you. At the same time you felt every movement of Felix, every touch and every pulse beat so intensely that soon your body was floating above the clouds. Both of them sounded so mesmerising, Felix with his vibrating deep but sweet groans, and Han's adorable whimpering. Jisung tasted like a dessert you waited the whole day for, and when you moaned you couldn't have told if it was because of the way he pulled your hair, the pressure building between your thighs as Felix fucked you just right or the fact that the two men used your body like a toy, while strangely giving you the feeling of security and respect at the same time. Jisung hissed suddenly, and a muscle in his abdomen twitched, "Fuck," he whispered, because of the view you gifted him. Between lowered lashes, you blinked up at him, only to find he was already looking at you. The look on his face made your stomach tingle and your fingernails clawed deeper into his thighs. So you took him deeper, spurred on by his reaction, taking him so far into your mouth that you felt him tickle deep inside the back of your throat. He was so heavy on your tongue, his fingers so firmly entangled in your hair, that the stinging traveled all the way to your clit. Tears pooled in your eyes as the sounds of Felix thrusting into your soaked pussy mingled with all your growls, moans and whimpers.

It was dizzying, blinding, raging through you like a fire. It should be impossible for a body to withstand so much pleasure, all your sinews sung along, all your muscles tensed in anticipation. You gagged, tears streaming down your face, and as Jisung moaned your name and came with a final curse in your throat, you felt your orgasm rushing in like a storm.

"Oh fuck... babe... fuck," he stammered, pulling his cock out of your mouth to shoot his remaining load onto your chest and over your breasts with a few final strokes. With rattling breath and his chest rising and falling rapidly, he dropped onto his back beside you and stared up at the sky until the hundreds of glowing flashes and black dots dancing before his eyes calmed.

Felix and your eyes met, as he watched Hans cum all over your body, he choked on a moan and his thrusts became more chaotic, more unpredictable.

"Fuck so hot... keep squeezing me like that, angel," he growled and his fingers had already left marks on your soft skin. Your high gripped you, leaving you in a sea of white bliss until Felix shuddered too, coming inside you with a few final thrusts. He collapsed on top of you, burying his face against your neck, his hot breath hitting your skin as you mutually savored your climaxes for as long as possible.

Your limbs shook from your second orgasm, your lungs howling as Jisung had choked you on his cock and Felix pounding into your aching cunt.

After you calmed your breathing, Felix straightened up a bit, you felt his cum mix with your juices in your pussy and drip down your legs onto the towel.

Felix lips crashed into yours kissing you messily and desperately again, his tongue running along your bottom lip before sucking it into his mouth nibbling at it as his hands came up to cup your face stealing your breath and making you dizzy.

„Thank you," he whispered against your lips and you laughed softly. He had just fucked you senseless, made you come and he thanked you. He rolled over to your other side on his back and so the three of you just lay there for a while, listening to the sound of the waves hitting the beach and looking at the blue sky.

After a while, you turned your head and looked at Han.

"We have to go back soon... I'm sure the others have already noticed we're gone."

Han nodded slowly and looked at you as well. That's when you spotted the hickeys on his neck that you had caused and exhaled loudly when you saw red bruises on Felix's stomach and above his collarbone as well. You'd probably have to cover the red marks with makeup yourself before they had to go on stage tomorrow.

"You don't have to stare like that. You don't look any better," Felix smirked when he noticed your look and knelt down next to you to help you clean yourself up with a towel.

With a furrowed brow, you looked down at yourself and recognized several spots on your stomach, around your breasts, and probably on your neck in so many shades of red that made Hyunjin's color palette pale with envy.

"Oh God..." was the only thing you managed to get out. The guys just grinned at each other in amusement as you slipped back into your bikini. Just as you were about to put your bag away, Felix said:

"Let's go into the water again before we leave."

Han immediately agreed and you too could use a wet cool down after the sunshine-twins just turned you into a cock-drunk mess.

"Whoever gets in the water first!" you shouted challenging, jumping up and running along the beach. Surprised, they stared at each other and then rushed after you.

They chased you across the beach, all the way to the water, where Han grabbed you from behind and swept you off your feet. Together you fell into the waves laughing and chuckling, and just as you got your breath back you could only watch wide-eyed as Felix pounced on both of you.

So you fooled around in the water for a while, your laughter echoing across the sea and the sand dunes, until you were out of breath.

As you made your way back, exuberant and exhausted, you realized how much you had needed this day. You hadn't thought for a second about Chan or your work. You were just having fun together and your soul felt so much lighter.

You held hands with Felix and you swung your arms playfully back and forth between you, while Han carried your bag and put one arm around your shoulders, you embraced his waist. So you chatted boisterously as you strolled back, Felix constantly stopping to take pictures of you or the scenery. You posed laughing or making faces to tease him. You were just happy with them and the warmth and fresh air, made everything easier.

But then Felix's cell phone vibrated in his hand as you went through the photos, and when you read Chan's message in the group chat, the memory of the argument settled over you like a dark storm cloud.

„I forgot my power bank. Can someone bring it to the venue tomorrow?“

Immediately, the guys looked at you and Felix put his phone away so you wouldn't have to look at Chan's name for a second longer. You directly imagined him being with his family, happy and not giving you a second thought.

"You need to talk to Chan..." suddenly came from Jisung and you quickly shook your head as you just kept walking. They followed you and you could already see your hotel at the end of the street.

"No... There's nothing to talk about."

In truth, you were just incredibly afraid. Afraid that it was already too late and you had lost what meant so much to you.

This paralyzing feeling kept you from doing anything. You hung in the air, not daring to move for fear of falling deep and hitting even harder on the ground. Not being able to breath or think straight.

Felix reached for your hand and squeezed it reassuringly, and Jisung brushed a strand of hair from your forehead before you reached the lobby entrance. Both of them knew how much the argument was bothering you, but they were also aware that this was Chan and your business. They could stand by you, show you how important you were to them, and distract you for a whole day. But in the end, you had to work it out with Chan alone.

On the one hand, you hated that realization. On the other hand, you were grateful to them for not trying to interfere.

But you did not know what to do. You were desperate, afraid and incredibly confused. However, the one thing you knew for sure was that you would forgive Chan anything if only he would ask. You only had to look at his face to know where you belonged, but from here, you could do nothing. He was unreachable and the more time passed, the more you feared he would get over you. He would just forget you and move on.

The feeling of fear ate deep into your heart, until you hardly dared to hope anymore.

->Part 23

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Pairing: Chan x fem!reader (zombie apocalypse au) Word count: 1.6k Warning: ATEEZ IS THE ENEMY excluding Seonghwa, Yeosang, & Wooyoung, ateez has history with reader, mentions of character death, San is crazy, guns of course, Chan is a tiny bit protective and possessive, tell me if i missed anything

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Chapter 3

He remembered it like it was yesterday. It was her or him... He made a choice... It was his best friend or her...

"Channie. Let's get through this together eh?"

Chan sat up in fear as he remembered the machete that had stabbed the ground centimeters away from his neck.

Chan covered his face and exhaled slowly before rolling out of bed, he grabbed his gun and walked outside, as he exited the car that led into the hideout he raised a brow as he saw you sitting on a pile of rubble.

"Y/N?" He tilted his head at you.

You looked at him and shrugged. "Needed some fresh air. You?"

"Couldn't sleep." He shrugged and climbed up the pile in a few large steps.

You had a bottle in your hand and he took it from you. "Someone has alcohol." he gasped.

"You act as if you don't." You rolled your eyes.

"See but mine isn't just for nothing." he took a swig and handed the bottle back to you.

"Oh?" You raised a brow.

"It's... uhh... Motivation." He gave you a small sheepish smile.

It wasn't an expression you'd expected to see on Chan.

"Minho's better." You stared at the exit of the tunnel.

"Can't let you leave-"

"Because you know where our hideout is." You gave Chan a side eye. "I don't intend on leaving thanks. This is the most stable place me and Hwa have gotten since..."

Chan turned to you, "Since what?"

"Since the apocalypse began." You said looking at your alcohol.

Chan hummed. "In the beginning, it was just me Jisung and..." Chan's face fell momentarily. "You don't have to leave."

You patted his shoulder and said, "Don't intend on doing so for a long while..." You slid off the pile and went back to the car. "You coming?"

"Gonna stay here for a bit..." Chan said.

"Mmk." You waved, "Don't get some random disease, I prefer sleeping." Then you entered the car and slid down.

Chan rolled his eyes and stared at the tunnel... "Eunbi..."

"SEUNGMIN!" Hyunjin and Changbin sang in unison as they burst out of Hyunjin's room.

Seungmin cringed. "Please be quiet..."

Hyunjin slapped paper on the table where Seungmin sat and crossed his arms. "I think I've got it figured out now!"

Seungmin looked at him. "What?"

You looked from where you stood with Jisung and Yongbok in the kitchen. "What are you guys screaming about?"

"Y/N!" Changbin put his arm around you. "Imagine, a working plane."

"Now how the fuc-" You started.

"THINK ABOUT IT!" Changbin shook you.

"I'm thinking it's impossible." Chan's voice came from the hall as he walked out, rubbing sleep from his eyes with a very angry expression. "You wanna know what else I'm thinking Changbin?"

Changbin laughed nervously, "What?"

Chan walked up to him and the rest of the boys scattered.

You stood there in confusion until Chan hooked his elbow around Changbin's head and dragged him, screwing his knuckles into the poor, shorter man's head.

You laughed as Chan gave Changin a noogie.

"I think it's too early to be shouting." Chan huffed releasing the whining Changbin.

"IT'S 1 P.M!" Changbin shouted, rubbing his head as the other members laughed.

Chan turned to Changbin's accomplice. Hyunjin stood straight, going silent.

"We're going out later." Chan said.

"What for?" Minho asked.

Seonghwa came out from the hall and sighed. "Hyunjin wants to use the plane he saw last time he went out."

"What for?" You asked this time.

"There was a lot of junk planes where I saw it. If we can get that plane working..."

"It'll appear on someone's radar.." Jeongin's eyes widened from where he fiddling with a computer motherboard.

"SOOO.. WE MIGHT FIND OTHER PEOPLE?!" Yongbok jumped.

"Trustworthy people." Chan shrugged. "If the plane flies... We might be able to get to them too."

Yongbok jumped up, "LET'S GO NOW!"

Chan turned to Yongbok slowly. "Later."

"Why?!"

Chan walked towards Yongbok who ran away.

"JISUNG PROTECT ME!"

"I'm going to sleep." Chan started walking back to his room.

"You don't want to eat?" You looked at him.

He inhaled deeply, "I'll eat later."

Seonghwa leaned over to you. "Give me his portion."

"AH!" Chan huffed, exasperated, sitting beside Seungmin.

You smiled and looked back at your business in the kitchen.

You packed enough food to last the group two days, just in case. It was you, Seonghwa, Chan, and Hyunjin, going to identify the plane Hyunjin had seen.

Chan drove carefully through the city.

"The plane is in the red zone." Hyunjin said, looking back at you and Seonghwa.

"All this for a plane we don't even know can fly or not.." Seonghwa sighed.

"It'll be fine." You huffed. "We just look at the plane's parts and go."

Chan looked at you in the rearview mirror. "If you see an infected-"

"Don't engage, get away quietly." You and Hyunjin made a face.

Chan rolled his eyes.

As you drove through what used to be Seoul you saw a few infected running after the car but giving up after a while. You watched as city turned into industrial area and Chan turned off the road, onto concrete, the car shook a little and Seonghwa sucked in a breath. Hyunjin snickered.

Chan stopped in front of a big building and you made a face, the sun was almost setting. "We eat then we start looking, quicker we get this over with, quicker we can go home."

You all agreed and you handed each of them some food.

After you finished eating, and went to the back of the building, Chan helping you and Hyunjin jump the fence. There was a wide open field with rundown planes.

Hyunjin sprinted to the plane he had told you about and jumped around, "Isn't she a beauty?!"

Seonghwa rolled his eyes. "It's a plane."

"But it could fly..." Hyunjin said, walking over to Chan. "Chan-"

"Look it over, find the radar-" Chan started but was cut off by sharp laugh.

"This plane, this junkyard, that building belong to my people."

You looked towards the voice, and Seonghwa stepped in front of you.

"Y/N!" A man with dark hair and a bruise on his cheek smiled at you from where he stood on the plane's wing..

"San." Seonghwa stared at him.

Chan looked at you before turning to the man. "Who are you?"

"Y/N's friend." San smiled and jumped down. "Seonghwa's too.."

"Why are you here-" You tried to move past Seonghwa but he held you back.

"I should ask you that question." San huffed, walking towards you. "Hongjoong's been looking for you for a while-"

Chan put his arm between San and you, glaring at the man. "You stay away from my people." His eyes narrowed.

"Your people??" San looked shocked, he cocked his head towards you, "Y/N is with us."

Chan reached to his side for his gun. "Who is us-"

"Go ahead Y/N. Who are we?" San looked at you, tilting his head.

Chan slowly turned to look at you.

"If there is anyone who is one of my people..." San pulled out his gun just as Chan did.

Chan pointed his at San's temple. "Prove it. Women are really rare around here... Y/N is with me."

San pointed the gun at Seonghwa.

Hyunjin stood ready to pull out his gun.

"I have to say the odds aren't in your favor." Chan said softly as he cocked his gun. "I don't think it's safe for you to try."

San's eyes narrowed. "Yeah. You're right."

Suddenly a pick-up truck swerved around Hyunjin and Chan grabbed you and Seonghwa, pulling you out of its way just as the back door opened and a man with a pretty face, dark hair and green highlights reached for his hand.

San grabbed it and the pretty man locked eyes with you.

A man with a sharp jaw, short black hair and big eyes looked at you as he turned the wheel swerving around again and driving out of the junk yard.

You cringed at the size of the hole their car blew into the fence.

Chan looked at you, his expression blank. "Explain."

"It's not what you think-" Seonghwa tried to step between you two.

Chan glared at him. "What am I supposed to think?!"

"Chan-" Hyunjin reached for him.

"Who are you?" Chan shouted at you.

You cringed. "Let me-"

"It's not her fault." Seonghwa interrupted you.

"Oh?" Chan whipped to face him. "It's yours then?"

"Bang Chan you know that's not it-" Seonghwa said, clearly getting frustrated.

"What do I know about you to really? For all I know you could have set us up!"

"I would NEVER!" You snapped.

"What am I supposed to believe about you!?" He retorted. "You robbed me when we met, you act a fool with the guys and now this!"

You stared at him. "Don't believe me then."

"Fine."

"Fine!"

Seonghwa grabbed you. "We don't need thi-"

You pulled away from him and stormed back to the car.

Seonghwa glared at Chan for a moment before going after you.

Hyunjin looked at Chan, "They probably have their own reasons. You should know that.."

Chan bit his lip. That guy couldn't have been serious. And who the hell was Hongjoong...

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Chapter 17

Bang Chan

"Your files are secure Chris."

click click tap

"There's no way he'll be able to get through this" Seungmin's fingers were flying over his laptop keyboard in such speed, his hands were basically going invisible.

"Are you sure?" I took a sip from my glass of bourbon, the liquid burning slightly as it went down.

The room was filled with the soft hum of his computer set up and the occasional beep from the various gadgets he had around the place, it feels like I stepped into a server room instead of his penthouse.

"Are you doubting me?" Seungmin looked up, arching an eyebrow, my hands immediately went up in surrender. He narrowed his eyes at me and then looked down at his screen, his fingers flying across the keyboard again.

"I've doubled the firewalls, encrypted the sensitive data, and set up real-time monitoring. If he even tries to breach the system, we'll know."

"Well, then good" I nodded, feeling a bit of the tension ease from my shoulders. At least the digital side of things was secure. After that bastard's visit 2 days ago, I was positive it was Victor who must have tried to access our files to leak information about the launch.

Relief washed over me after Min assured about the security, I looked around at my friends gathered in the living room at his place this afternoon. If I spent another hour in my office I'd definitely lose my mind, so I made plans with Seungmin to talk about the file security and we decided to invite the guys over as well since we didn't meet after Christmas and New Year's.

"So," Hyunjin said, breaking the silence with a grin. "Someone disappeared for a long time during Mr. John's party"

The guys' eyes flickered to Hyunjin then me, I shifted in my seat taking another sip of my bourbon while having Hyunjin smirking at me without an end.

"Oooooh," Han interjected, leaning forward with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Spill the tea, Hyunjin. What happened?"

"Nothing happened" I said defensively. The last thing I needed was for them to turn this into a grand drama. But it wasn't like they were gonna stop anyway.

Hyunjin leaned back, stretching his arms on the head of the couch. "Well, I was just chatting with Aria, you know, making polite conversation. Then Chris here comes over, looking like he's about to rip someone's head off, and next thing we know, the two of them disappeared for the rest of the night."

The room went to a chorus of oooohs, Changbin bursted laughing, slapping his knee, the sound echoing through the whole room. Sometimes his laughter was funnier than the joke itself, contagious and impossible to ignore.

"Oh man, did you get jealous? Of our Hyunjin?!" Changbin managed between laughs, wiping tears from the corners of his eyes.

"The hell? No I didn't."

Yes you did.

I kept my glass on the table with a soft thud and looked at him, "I just didn't like the way this guy," I gestured at Hyunjin, narrowing my eyes at who was supressing his laughter, "was looking at her"

Felix chuckled. "Sounds like jealousy to me. You were worried Hyunjin would sweep her off her feet with his charms."

Hyunjin closed his eyes nodding proudly. "I mean, can you blame her? I'm the Versace Prince after all."

Ever since he got crowned Versace Prince by Donatella Versace herself, it's been impossible to shut his mouth about it. Not that I blame him. I'd be crazy flattered if I were to get crowned in only a few months of modelling for them.

"I wasn't jealous." I said firmly. "I was just concerned"

Han wagged his finger at me. "Sounds like someone's got it bad. You actually care, huh?"

I sighed, shaking my head, pinching the bridge of my nose. "It's not like that. I just wanted to make sure she was okay."

"Sure, keep telling yourself that," Lee Know said with a smirk.

"But disappearing with her for the rest of the night? That's a bit more than just 'making sure she's okay.'" His fingers air quoting as he spoke.

The guys laughed, but I couldn't stop from playfully scoffing at their teasing. If I told my old self who was erratic and carefree in Europe that I am now married and my friends giving me shit, calling me out on being 'jealous', that Chris would have asked me if I was high on crack.

"We heard about the whole 'wife calling you during a meeting' thing. Bet that was a first, huh?"

My head immediately turned to Seungmin as Changbin's question remained unanswered, the guy was hiding his grinning face behind that screen, trying to avoid my glare.

Seungmin glanced up, feigning innocence. "What? It's not like it's a state secret."

I rubbed the back of my neck and cracked my knuckles, "She never calls me, so I knew something was wrong."

Felix leaned forward, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "And you rushed home like a knight in shining armor, didn't you?"

"Shut up, Felix," I glared at him. "I did what anyone would do."

"Yeah, right," Han chimed in, nudging I.N. "Our fearless leader, dropping everything for his lady. It's almost romantic."

"Almost?" I.N raised an eyebrow. "I'd say it's pretty damn romantic. Next thing we know, he'll be writing her love letters."

"Or serenading her with his guitar," Lee Know added with a smirk.

"You guys are impossible. It wasn't that dramatic." I grabbed my glass again and chugged down the remaining liquid, coughing lightly. Jack Daniel's is better.

"Sure it wasn't," Felix said, grinning. "Just admit it. You were worried."

"Not worried," I corrected, trying to maintain some dignity. "Just concerned."

"Concerned, worried, same thing," Lee Know said, waving a hand dismissively.

I took a deep breath, trying to keep my cool. "What we do in private doesn't need to be involved in our conversations."

"Right," Changbin interjected, a sly grin on his face. "Because what happens behind closed doors is where the real magic happens, isn't it?"

I rolled my eyes. "You guys have way too much time on your hands"

"Since you're the only married person among us and constantly need advice, it very much is an interesting topic," Seungmin added, glancing over the top of his laptop with a smirk.

Despite their relentless teasing, there was a warmth in their banter that reminded me why these moments felt kind of good. Friends who give you shit and still have your back, they were the best.

Hyunjin clapped me on the back getting up from his spot, “Just remember, if you ever need guidance on how to keep a lady happy, you know where to find me.”

“Thanks, but I think I’ll pass." I kept Aria happy enough— probably not in the best way, but I'd rather step on a thousand Legos than see her that close to him again.

What the fuck. Am I actually jealous?

As I leaned back on the couch, my mind swirled with thoughts. I'm beginning to hate the way I'm starting to feel around Aria. Getting too close to her will only make it harder for both of us when our...deadline reaches.

Which is in exactly seven months from now.

This was a problem. Not just because of the ticking clock on our arrangement, but because I wasn't supposed to feel this way. I shouldn't feel this way. We had a clear line drawn between us. But lately, that line was starting to blur.

I sighed, running a hand through my hair, the weight of my thoughts pressing down on me. Although at the same time, I'm starting to actually like how there's someone to go home to. Unlike last year when my mansion was empty, my housekeeper and butler spent more time there than I did.

It was unsettling how quickly I'd grown used to her laughter echoing through the hallways and her presence filling the emptiness. The way her cheeks swell when she smiles or how good she feels in my arms. And how quickly I'd come to look forward to it.

"We'll figure this out"

"And you won't. You've come this far"

Aria's words replayed in my head again, the way she reassured me. There was a warmth in her voice, a sincerity that cut through my defenses.

She believed in me, in us.

It was more than I ever expected from this arrangement.

I stared at my friends who were engrossed in their own worlds. Min's head glued to his laptop, Hyunjin, Changbin and Lee Know gaming, Felix texting and scrolling his phone while Han and I.N snacking, engaging in a conversation.

And my mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. I was used to control, to having everything in its place. But Aria had a way of dismantling my rules without even trying. It was terrifying and exhilarating at the same time.

Part of me wanted to push her away, like I did with almost everyone except for my parents and my friends. To keep the distance that had always been there. But another part of me, a part I was struggling to ignore, wanted to pull her closer.

I shook my head, trying to clear the fog of confusion. This was a dangerous path. Letting my guard down, letting her in, could only end in heartache.

But as much as I tried to convince myself otherwise, I couldn't deny that she was becoming a part of my life. More than just a contract and a part I wasn't sure I wanted to let go of when the time came.

With the launch and fucking Victor trying to bring me down, my life had become a balancing act on a razor’s edge. Every decision, every move felt more critical than ever. And now, with Aria in the mix, it was getting harder to keep everything on track.

I leaned back on the couch, staring up at the ceiling of Min's living room, the sounds of my friends' laughter fading into the background. The weight of my thoughts pressed down on me, making it hard to breathe.

Seven months.

That was all the time I had to figure out if I could let go of the woman who was turning my world upside down, or if I was willing to risk everything for a chance at something real.

"Are sure you want to have your Pre-launch event in this Venue?" The sudden voice felt like a splash of cold water, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"What?" My voice got caught in my throat, I turned to see Han, standing next to me scrolling his phone without looking up.

"The venue. Are you sure you wanna have the event there?" He asked arching an eyebrow, removing his eyes from the screen.

"Yeah." I replied, trying to refocus. "This place has the right mix of elegance and exclusivity."

"Cool. I'll email you the details by tomorrow and the guest list?"

"Jane has it set. She should have sent it to you by now" I said, shifting slightly on the plush sofa. Han nodded, his fingers moving swiftly as he made a note.

My father suggested we hold a Pre-launch event to build hype and attract potential investors for the upcoming line. He always had a knack for these things, knowing just when and how to create a buzz.

He also suggested I speak with the event host he has been working with over the years but I knew better to trust Han with my event.

Just at the age of 23, Han managed to host successful events for multiple brands and had quickly built a reputation as the go-to guy for high-profile launches. His attention to detail, coupled with his ability to anticipate what would captivate an audience, made him invaluable.

"Just make sure everything is flawless. No room for errors," I reminded Han, though I knew I didn't need to. His track record spoke for itself.

"Don't worry," Han replied, his tone confident. "I've got everything under control. This is going to be the talk of the town."

I nodded at him and took a moment to look around at the guys. Seungmin, was the tech genius, which makes sense why his penthouse looks more like a micro data center rather than an actual house, who made sure my digital security was airtight and of his other clients as well.

Changbin, lounging comfortably, was the CFO of Tommy Hilfiger, his sharp mind for finance keeping budgets and investments on track. Lee Know involved shaping trends and setting new standards in luxury fashion was the Creative Director of Gucci.

Felix and Hyunjin, the dynamic duo, were renowned models for Louis Vuitton and Versace, while I.N, with his magnetic presence and social media savvy, served as a brand ambassador for Bottega Veneta.

And I, currently am COO but the future CEO of Aurelius.

As the evening sun painted the penthouse in golden hues, the excitement and anticipation among us were palpable for the Pre-launch event. I glanced at my watch, it was almost 5pm, I did kind of promise Aria I'll be home by the evening.

Since I truly suck at telling how I feel, I might as well treat Aria a bit more...nicer, for the remaining six months before we have to part ways. For some damn reason that thought made my heart clench, it was a heavily uncomfortable feeling.

With a sigh, I stood up from the plush sofa, catching the attention of my friends.

Changbin raised an eyebrow, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "Off to be the dutiful husband, Chris?"

I chuckled lightly, rolling my eyes as I straightened my shirt. "Something like that."

"She'll be coming to the party won't she?" Felix asked, sitting down on the couch holding a glass of water. Him, I.N, and Han never drink when it's not a weekend.

"Yes," I tried to keep my tone casual.

"Better watch out," Seungmin who finally laid down his laptop, gestured at Hyunjin, "Or this guy might steal her away again" said with a smirk spread across his face as he poured himself a glass of bourbon.

Hyunjin grinned mischievously. "Like I said, can you blame her? I've got irresistible charm."

The guys chuckled, and I could feel the heat rising to my face. "Don't push your luck," I said, my voice was tinged with annoyance.

"Why not? It's not like it bothers you" He let out deep chuckle, somehow that only irritated me more.

"She's my wife."

The room fell into a silence like a sudden drop in temperature, leaving the air thick and tense. The words slipped out unexpectedly, surprising even myself, the guys exchanged glances, then all their eyes fell on me as I stood their as if I was rooted into the floor.

"About time you admitted that" Lee Know chimed in, clinking his glass with Seungmin, a cocky grin playing on his lips while bringing his glass up.

"Let's not make a big deal out of it." I muttered, slipping my phone and keys into my pocket, I could feel the weight of their scrutiny, their eyes on me like lasers. 

"Too late for that," I.N's amused expression was hard to miss.

I could feel the weight of their gazes, their smirks, and the unspoken words hanging in the air. Their reactions only fueled my desire to get out of here.

"See you guys later." I grabbed the jacket off the couch and headed for the door, their laughter and teasing followed me. But I didn't bother to defend it. I didn't want to defend it.

As I made my way towards the elevator, that same unfamiliar feeling settled in my chest.

The lights flashed as I clicked the key to my Porsche, the engine roared and I swifted into the streets. The sun began descending in the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and yellow, the nightlife beginning to stir as I drove by.

A flower boutique caught my eye as I drove through the bustling streets, I went past it, then without thinking, I U-turned. I pulled up to the curb, parked and stepped out into the setting evening air.

I haven't stopped at a flower shop before, hell I never had a reason to buy flowers in the first place.

The bell above the shop door chimed softly as I entered. The place was surrounded by gorgeous flowers, filling the air with the sweet scent of fresh blooms. A young woman behind the counter looked up, smiling.

"Good evening. How can I help you?"

"Hello. I'm looking for tulips," I said, my voice sounding almost foreign to my ears.

"Of course," She gestured me to a vibrant display of flowers, and there they were, their petals a mix of pinks and purples sitting in delicate glass vases. I stepped closer, the sweet fragrance enveloping me.

She wrapped a neat bouquet of purple tulips delicately and tied it with a satin ribbon as I searched for my wallet.

"Someone must be very special," She commented as she finished wrapping it.

"Yeah," I replied, taking the bouquet, feeling a slight unfamiliar flutter in my chest.

"She is"

I handed a hundred dollar bill, her eyes widening slightly at the sight of it before she quickly composed herself.

"Sorry sir, we can't break a hundred."

I smiled slightly, holding out the bill. "Keep it," I said. "It's a tip." 

Her expression shifted to one of surprise, then gratitude, her cheeks flushing slightly as she accepted the bill. "Thank you," she replied, her voice sincere.

I nodded, barely acknowledging her thanks as I turned my attention back to the bouquet in my hands. The tulips were delicate, almost fragile, their colors vivid against the darkening evening outside.

I walked back to my car and placed the bouquet on the passenger seat, it's soft fragrance mixing with the scent of leather. The city lights flashed past in a blur as I drove home as the flowers rested beside me.

Once I pulled up to the driveway of my mansion, my heart began thundering in my chest like a like a drumbeat echoing through an empty hall.

I took a deep breath and got out of the car grabbing the bouquet, and walked inside, the cool evening air brushing against my skin. The house was quiet, the only sound was my footsteps on the marble floor and the door slowly closing shut behind me.

"Aria?" My voice echoed, bouncing off the walls, only the lights from first floor and the living room were on, Aria was no where to be found until she came out of the guest room holding her tablet.

"Oh Chris, Hey. You're home early."

"Yeah I was with the guys and um," A hand embarassingly went behind my neck while the other came from my back, holding the bouquet.

When the hell did I hide the bouquet behind my back?!

"I got these for you." I handed it to her, my heart racing at the speed of a runaway train.

Aria's eyes widened in surprise, and for a moment, she just stared at the flowers. Then, a soft smile spread across her face as she took the bouquet from me, her fingers brushing lightly against mine.

"Oh Chris, thank you."

I shifted uncomfortably, not used to these kind of intimate gestures. "You're welcome. I know they're your favorite."

She looked up at me, her eyes shining with genuine appreciation. "They are."

Feeling the awkwardness of the moment, I cleared my throat, it felt like I had a cactus shoved right down it. "I know that we are a bit... complicated"

Dear fucking heaven. Why was talking to my own wife so hard?

Her eyes were glued to me, then fell on the tulips, then back to me. Good God, I might explode here out of sheer discomfort. I felt like a teenager fumbling through his first confession.

"I just wanted to, you know, show that I'm, I don't know. Trying."

She smiled softly, her fingers tracing the petals of the tulips. "I can see that, and it means a lot."

I nodded, feeling a strange mix of relief and tension. "Yeah, well, don't get used to it. I'm not exactly Mr. Romantic."

She laughed gently, a sound that was both comforting and nerve-wracking. "I won't. But it's nice to see this side of you."

I ran a hand through my hair, trying to ease the tension in me. "Thanks. Don't expect too much."

She just shook her head, chuckled and walked near the vase that was on our coffee table removing the roses and putting in the tulips. Okay, since when did we have roses in the house?

And that's it?

Whatever. I didn't care. I took a deep breath and walked to her, her presence was genuinely comforting and terrifying at the same time, I started to wonder when did I get so affected by her.

She glanced up from the vase, her expression soft but curious. "Want dinner?"

A knowing worked its way onto my mouth at her question and right as she turned away figuring out my intentions, I grabbed her wrist, pulling her to me and lifted her up on my shoulder.

"CHRIS!"

"Oh yes sweetheart, I do."

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Chapter 5

Changbin took the car keys from Chan deciding he’s going to be the one to drive them back as he knew Chan was going through a lot of emotions right now and he knew Chan would be glancing back at their omega every five seconds.

And Changbin was correct as half way back Chan looks back at the girl once again, sadness and anger coursing through him as he watches Y/n look out the window, her head resting on her hand. He can smell all the emotions she’s going through as well.

“Y/n, please know we’ll get this all figured out, it’s okay.” The omega just nods at Chan’s words but it’s when she takes a ragged breath in and sniffs that Changbin looks back at her in the rearview mirror.

“Please look at us, pretty girl.”

Y/n tries to wipe her tears before looking at the two alphas in the front seat, tears still brimming her eyes. “I’m sorry for not telling you guys about the suppressants.”

“Oh baby girl.” Chan coos, eyes softening. “You have nothing to apologize for. We aren’t mad at you. Your family should have never made you get them in the first place.”

“I just don’t want to cause any more problems for your pack.” The omega wimpers. “Part of your pack is already against me being here, I’m sure they won’t be too happy about all of this either.”

“Don’t worry about Hyunjin and Seungmin.” Changbin shakes his head. “They’ll just have to deal with it. We’re not letting you go anywhere, you’re our omega… That is if you want to be.”

“It’s not like I have a choice when it comes to fated mates.” Y/n giggles a little.

“True.” Changbin smiles at her small laugh. “But we won’t force you to stay if you don’t wish to.”

“Just know you are always welcomed in our pack.” Chan smiles at her. “We will accept whatever it is you decide.”

The omega thinks about it for a second before nodding. “I think before anyone makes any decisions about this though the pack should hear about what I’ve been through.”

“And we’ll listen whenever you are ready to tell all of us.” Changbin gives her a soft smile in the mirror. 

Y/n nods before looking back out the window and eventually falls asleep which the two alpha’s didn’t notice until after they pull up to the house and see her sleeping peacefully in the back seat.

“I’ll take her up to her room” Changbin gets out of the car opening the backdoor and gently picks her up in his arms as Chan comes around to them.

“I texted the group chat after we had left the doctor’s office that we’ll be having a pack meeting and should be waiting in the dining room.” Chan admires the sleeping omega in the other alpha’s arms.

“Alright, I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

Changbin goes into the house first taking the girl up the stairs as Chan watches before heading to the dining room with a sigh and gives his mates a smile when he sees them all.

“Where’s Changbin and Y/n?” Felix sits up straight in his seat at the sight of his pack alpha.

“Y/n fell asleep in the car so Changbin took her up to her room.”

“It’s not her room.” Hyunjin grumbles, resulting in a whack on the back of the head by Jeongin.

“Felix said you had taken her to see Dr. Hajoon.” Jisung ignores the oldest beta. “Is that what the pack meeting is about?”

“Yeah.” Chan takes in a deep breath and takes a seat at the head of the table and rubs the bridge of his nose. “It was a lot.”

Minho grabs the oldest alphas hand and sends out a calming scent.

Changbin walks into the dining room. “Alright, she’s asleep in her nest.”

Seungmin and Hyunjin both roll their eyes but refrain from saying anything.

“What happened at the doctors?” Jisung asks before Changbin can fully take his seat, he and Felix anxious to know.

“Her arm wasn’t the only wounds she had.” Minho explains as he was the one to request she goes. “I had thought she could possibly have broken ribs based on the bruising she has all up her side.”

“They luckily weren’t.” Chan tells them and Minho sighs. “But we learned that her family had been making her get suppressant injections since she presented.”

“WHAT?” Minho and Jeongin growl and Felix and Jisung whine.

Even though Seungmin and Hyunjin aren’t happy about her being there they still don’t like what’s being said and comforts the two other betas.

“The injections suppressed a lot, not just her heat like the pills do.” Changbin tries to stay calm and level. “They suppressed everything omega about her, all of her omega tendencies, her scent and her appetite.”

“Hajoon was confused at first when she met her because she didn’t smell like an omega to her but a beta.” Chan watched as the other six became confused by this.

“But she smells like an omega?” Jeongin furrows his brows.

“To us, yes.” Changbin nods. “Because to fated mates her scent smells like her true scent, just as though it isn’t fully there.”

Minho and Jeongin look at each other and Felix gasps. “Are you saying?”

Chan nods. “She’s our omega, our fated mate.”

“NO.” Hyunjin stands up so quickly causing his chair to fall backwards. “We all agreed eight is fate. We all agreed after Woojin left that we wouldn’t continue searching for our fated omega. That we’re all content with Felix since he acts like one.”

“Hyunjin.”

“Then you had to be a savior and bring home an omega in need, not discussing it with all of us first, letting Felix get attached to her. And now you wanna try and convince us she’s our fated mate?” The oldest beta is seething. “I don’t fucking buy it. We have been doing just fine since Woojin left, why change that?”

Everyone stays silent as Hyunjin continues to glare at Chan.

“I agree with Jinnie.” Seungmin stands up too just slower as to not cause a scene. “If she was our fated mate our sub-genders would have told us the moment we smelled her when she had walked into the house but they didn’t. I’ll compromise and say she can stay until she finds somewhere else to go. I’m not that cruel to let a defenseless omega out on the streets by herself. But she better be actively figuring that out and get out of here as soon as she can.”

“She’s going to experience a dry heat when the suppressants wear off in a few days.” Chan announces when the two were about to walk off causing them to stop. “Hajoon says it’s going to be painful. She’s going to need a lot of help during it.”

“Then I guess you six are gonna have your hands full this weekend.” Hyunjin retorts before he walks out of the room with Seungmin.

After a few moments Jisung spoke up. “Is it true? Is she really our fated omega?”

Chan’s facial expression softens at the excited look both Jisung and Felix are giving. “I believe so. Based on the information from Hajoon, she is. We’ll know for sure when the suppressants wear off though and our sub-genders will tell us.”

“What does she need for the dry heat?” Minho grabs a pen and paper from the counter behind him to write everything down. “I’ll get whatever supplies are needed from the city after work tomorrow. And what is it we all need to do?”

Chan smiles at his caretaker alpha. “Hajoon said it can last between two to seven days. We need to make sure to keep her fed and hydrated as it’s going to be uncomfortable and painful for her.”

“Symptoms of it are haziness, cramps, separation anxiety, headaches, fearfulness, high emotions or extremely emotionless, distressed scent.” Changbin reads off of the paper the doctor had given to them. “It’s best to keep her in her nest or den, so I was thinking Felix, maybe take her to the den and kind of help her with the communal nest. Her omega instincts still won’t kick in until probably when the dry heat starts so she’s not going to fully know how to do it. Just make sure it’ll be comfortable for her.”

“You know Hyun and Minnie will be upset with her being in the den.” Jeongin points out.

“We know but it will be best to have her in the den since it's in a common area and it’ll be easier for all of us to watch over her and check up on her.” Chan reasons. “Because of the symptoms of separation anxiety and fearfulness, she shouldn’t be left alone. Someone needs to stay with her at all times.”

“I think that part will be easy.” Jisung smiles. “Can someone take Lix and I to get more nesting materials for her? Not only for preparation for her dry heat but also once it’s over and her omega tendencies kick back in, she’ll need stuff.”

“I can take you guys tomorrow.” Jeongin smiles at the two.

“I’ll talk with her tonight and find out her favorite foods and pick up snacks and drinks after my last class tomorrow.” Minho writes down some other stuff. 

“She needs her own clothes too.” Felix reminds them all. “She can’t keep wearing stuff from Hannah’s closet.”

“Why don’t you guys pick out some comfy clothes for her for the weekend while you’re getting the nesting materials tomorrow.” Changbins hands Jeongin one of his credit cards. “We’ll take her on an actual shopping spree after everythings over.”

Chan then remembers the prescriptions from the doctor and grabs the bag placing it on the table next to Minho. “Hajoon gave us bruising cream, a topical ointment for her gash, there were signs of early infection as well as antibiotics.”

“I’ll make sure she takes the medications and help her with applying the creams.” Minho nods, taking a look at the contents in the bag.

“And what are we going to do about the two bitchy betas?” Jisung crosses his arms. “All they’re gonna do is complain the whole weekend and probably be giving off sour scents because of their moods.”

“Hopefully they either come around before then or I’m hoping when the suppressants wear off their sub-genders will be telling them that she’s their fated mate and will give in.” Chan speaks his thoughts. “She also said she wants to tell all of us about what happened to her with her family before she or any of us decide about her becoming pack.”

“But she’s our fated mate, she is pack.” Felix pouts.

“We told her that no matter what, even with Hyunjin and Seungmin throwing hissy fits, that she is always welcomed with us and we will be accepting of her.” Changbin comforts him. “We don’t want to force her to stay if she isn’t wanting to though.”

The younger three all frown.

“I’m sure she will choose to stay in the end.” Chan reassures them. “She just needs to get through all of this first and after she sees how we are as a pack and treat her right she’ll want to stay.”

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“You can come in now.” Y/n calls to Minho who had been waiting outside the bathroom while she showered. 

She’s sitting on the counter in a pair of sleep shorts and a bra, a shirt folded next to her for afterwards. Her hair still wet and the alpha takes a moment to admire her.

“Take this.” He hands her a medicine cup with her antibiotic in it and sets the creams and bandages down on the counter.

Minho takes the bruise relief cream and starts to rub it on her side first.

“You really don’t have to do this, I can do it myself.” The omega places her hand on his shoulder to allow him better access to her side.

“It’s easier if I do it.” He continues his work, his hand going up under the side of her bra a little to get the very top of the bruising, it’s when he rubs a rather tender spot that she whimpers in pain. “Sorry kitten.”

Y/n watches him after the surprising nickname he called her as he focuses hard on making sure all of the bruise has cream rubbed into it. 

“Is it okay if I move the waistband of your shorts to get your hip and the top of your thigh?” He makes sure he has permission first. 

“Yeah.” She whispers and tries not to be embarrassed as he moves the waistband and tries to get it done as quickly as possible.

Once he’s done with her side he moves to her arm with both the bruise cream and the topical cream. “Can you write me a list of some of your favorite meals, snacks and drinks?”

She looks at him confused but he doesn’t look up at her. “Ummm, I guess… I just… haven't eaten much other than protein shakes and salads for the last few years.”

The alpha stops what he’s doing and looks at the girl shocked. “Please don’t tell me you chose that diet for yourself.”

She shakes her head no. “The injections suppress my appetite and any time I was hungry that was all I was allowed to have.”

“God I really hate your family.” He tucks a strand of wet hair behind her ear. “We’ll fix that, I’ll make you whatever and we’ll figure out what you do and don’t like, together.”

“Thank you Min.”

“Of course kitten.” He gives her a soft look before going back to her arm.

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What Once Was Mine

Chapter 18 - Not Alone

Genre: Childhood friends, Eventual Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, Love corner/love triangle, love rivals, Series.

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Warnings: 18+, mdni, swearing, mentions of sex and alcohol consumption, additional warnings will be added to individual chapters as needed. Let me know if I missed anything!

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It took you a couple of hours of enduring the end of the world as you knew it before you finally felt like you could start driving. Honestly, you didn't want to leave. It felt like if you stayed in the parking lot, you could simply pretend that this was just a bad dream. If you stayed there, you could pretend that you would still be welcomed back into Hyunjins home with welcoming arms like always. But you had to go home and grab some extra clothes.

At some point in the middle of all your possibly overdramatic doom you had managed to get a hold of Felix. Initially, you didn't want to bother him. It was late and you knew he had been cramming for an important exam, but in the end your agony won out, so you caved and called him anyway. Funnily enough he picked up on the second ring, very much unlike Jisung and Changbin, sounding so startled and groggy that you couldn't help but feel your spirits lift for the briefest of moments. You had totally assumed he also wouldn't pick up the phone.

“I'm glad you called, I fell asleep at my desk and would have probably stayed here all night,” he mumbled, smiling sleepily over the line. You had managed a laugh and were even able to get in some gentle teasing before your sniffles eventually gave you away. 

It was only after some insistence from Felix for you to tell him what had happened and a brief rundown over the phone (along with more tears) that Felix urged you to come over. Well, less urged and more demanded lovingly. He absolutely would not take no for an answer and you loved him so much for that. So here you were, quickly running home to gather a few things to spend the night with him. 

You didn't linger in your apartment long. The longer you were inside, the more the fact Jisung wasn't home seared itself into your brain - exacerbating your loneliness and frustration. You didn't want to be mad at Ji, you knew it wasn't his fault he was so busy, he was probably even asleep, but you couldn't help the sense of betrayal. He should've been there for you,  you wanted him to be there… Shaking the nasty thoughts from your head you finished gathering your things. In a flash you were back in your car, overnight bag flung haphazardly in the back seat of your car, tumbling around as you zoomed to Felix and Chan's shared apartment. 

“Hey, you're here sooner than I thought,” Felix said as he opened the door, his beaming smile already doing wonders for your nerves. Wordlessly the two of you fell into a hug, his surprisingly strong embrace helping to ease your aching emotions before he ushered you inside. 

“I'm sorry for-” you began, only to be cut off by Felix shushing you.

“Don't start. You have nothing you need to apologize for,” Felix said sternly, his hand holding yours tightly as he led you to the couch. 

“I just… I know you're busy studying and all. You have big exams coming up.” 

“It's not like I'm taking them tomorrow. Besides, I've been cramming all day, taking breaks and focusing on other things is healthy,” Felix countered, taking your duffle and throwing it onto his bed before quickly making his way back to you with his fluffiest blanket. “Are you hungry?” He asked gently

“Not really…” you mumbled as he draped the soft fabric around you. 

“Okay, I'm going to get you some water, I'll be right back.” You nodded tiredly, drawing your legs up onto the couch as Felix fetched your water. You didn't realize how thirsty you were until you had the cup to your lips and were guzzling the liquid down greedily. 

“Want another glass?” Felix asked, although he didn't even wait for your answer before he took the empty cup from your hands. When he was back with the refill is when he finally settled on the couch, the two of you facing each other as you sipped at the water with less urgency this time. The two of you were silent for a long while, Felix watching you with gentle eyes. Eventually you felt ready to talk.

“You know what Hyunjin told me tonight?” You began, your throat feeling tight. 

“What did he tell you?” Felix asked gently, leaning in and placing a supportive hand on your knee. 

“He… he told me he loved me, he said he's been in love with me and that he's never said anything because he was scared.” For a moment Felix was silent, blinking as he processed what you just said before he scooted closer to you.

“O-oh, uh, wow. You didn't mention that over the phone,” was all he could manage to say. 

“I was still hurting over him kicking me out of his life… and I was also upset from not getting a hold of Ji or Changbin…” 

Glancing over you noticed Felix adjusting next to you, sitting more comfortably before stretching out an arm. Unfurling yourself, you gratefully leaned into his side as he rested his head on top of yours, his hand gently rubbing your shoulder. You and Felix may not have been close for long, but you were happy it happened. You didn't know how you would've handled tonight if you had to do it alone. 

“So, for clarity, you're just upset because Hyunjin ‘kicked you out of his life’ as you put it?”

“Don’t forget the part where neither my boyfriend nor my remaining best friend answered my phone call,” you replied petulantly before feeling guilty and hastily adding, “but I get it's stupid to be upset at them for that.” 

“Well, I dunno, considering the fact you barely get to see either of them anymore, I can get why you're upset they're not here now.” You felt a bit of relief by Felix's validation, but that feeling soon went away with his next question. “But why did Hyunjin say he couldn't be friends with you anymore? Why didn’t he try to find a compromise like he did when you decided to date Bin?” 

You had only given Felix the most bare bones explanation of what happened tonight, not getting too much into detail about the painting you found, its title, or the specifics of Hyunjins confession. It seemed like now was the time to explain. Pressing your lips together, you ran your finger over the edge of your cup, debating over if you even had the emotional strength to recount what happened just hours prior. But you also knew Felix, if he's asking then he truly just wants to know, and who knows, maybe talking about it would help you sort your own feelings on what just happened. 

Placing your cup down on the floor you pulled the blanket closer around you, cuddling to Felix as you began your explanation. It took a bit of time for you to get through what happened, why you were there, why you let yourself in and waited, how you discovered the painting and what it looked like, and the shock of Hyunjin finding you. You had broken out into tears when you got to Hyunjins confession, repeating almost verbatim the words he said and your reaction. Felix sat silently, listening intently and comforting you as you cried. When you were done Felix looked as if he were deep in thought, carefully considering his words before speaking. 

“What's on your mind?” You asked, blowing your nose into tissues your sunny friend got for you right as you started crying. 

“I just… I don't want to say anything that would make you upset. Not right now.”

“Whatever you have to say can't possibly hurt me more than what I've already heard tonight,” you reassured, tossing your wadded up tissue paper into a nearby trash can. Felix sighed. 

“It’s just… You got upset at Hyunjin for not confessing, but in all this time you were around him, you did the same thing. You can be upset at your lifelong friendship ending, but I don't think it's fair of you to be mad at him for not saying anything when you never said anything either.” Being slapped in the face 100% would have hurt less than hearing the words Felix just said to you. Your knee-jerk reaction was to pull away, get defensive, but before you could he continued, his hold on your shoulder tightening. 

“I'm not saying this to make you mad, I'm just making an objective observation, because I don't want you to hold on to any kind of resentment. But at any time you could've told him how you felt, told him that you loved him. Even now he doesn't even know that you feel the same, just that he hurt you. You may not have said it ‘cause you were too mad or ‘cause you're dating someone else, but while he did a stupid thing sleeping with other girls - and yeah he did string you along - at least he fessed up in the end. He came clean, about his feelings for you, about his shortcomings, and he even apologized. Like I said, you can be upset, but can't you at least be glad he said something and did what he thought was best for the both of you?” 

You sat for a moment, feeling rather pouty because ultimately you knew Felix made a valid point. Well, he made quite a few valid points. You could've been the first to confess, to have risked rejection for the sake of your relationship with Hyunjin, but you never did. Like Hyunjin, you too feared change, feared being told he didn't feel the same, you too wanted to hold on to the fantasy that he was yours in the fleeting moments you two were pressed together instead of taking the steps to make that fantasy real. While you hated that he felt so inadequate - so jealous - next to Changbin that he thought ending your life-long friendship was the best option for you both, if you put your feelings aside you knew even that was an act of love. Even now all Hyunjin wanted was what was best for you and for himself, even if that meant he wasn't in the picture. The more you thought about it, the more it broke your heart. 

“And as for Han and Changbin, do you plan on telling them everything that happened?” Felix's question pulled you from your thoughts, causing you to turn to him.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, are you going to tell them why Hyunjin stopped being friends with you?” Wow, was Felix heaping the heavy questions on you.

“Oh, I hadn't thought about that…”

“You don't have to answer me right now, I just asked so you could think on it. I just know they're going to freak out once they realize you called them so many times, and so late.” 

“Especially Binnie…” you said with a sigh, “he knew I was going to Hyunjins to try and work things out.” 

“Wait, he knew? And he didn't wait up to see how things went? Or even send a text to see how you were doing?” 

“No,” You said with a shake of your head. “He went into work just before I left, he probably got caught up on whatever project he's got going on.” Felix made a face that was hard for you to read before settling back into the couch.

“Still… if he knew, he should've at least checked on you.” The look on Felix’s face told you he had more to say, but whatever was on his mind, he kept it to himself. The most you could do was hum in agreement as the two of you settled into silence on the couch, the both of you pondering. 

It was a random social media notification on your phone that made you eventually look at the time. It was almost three in the morning. 

“Woah, no wonder I’m so exhausted, I thought it was just all the crying,” you said in an attempt to lighten the atmosphere, showing Felix the time.

“I guess we should get to bed, you’re sleeping with me okay?” You once again only nodded, the two of you preparing for bed separately. Your body was heavy and you only had just enough energy to remember to send a quick text to your boss that you weren’t feeling well and would be needing the next couple of days off before you sluggishly made your way to Felix room.

He was already sitting in bed, waiting for you. With a tired smile you flopped into bed next to him, feeling rather spoiled as he tucked you in and turned out the lights before settling in next to you, stroking your hair and humming a gentle song. Your insides were still a mess, but things felt just a little bit better after talking with your friend. You felt a bit more supported, a bit less disparaged, a bit more ready to take a pause before beginning to reconstruct your life without Hyunjin in it. 

•.*°•♤•°*.•

It was a little past noon by the time you woke up according to the comically large digital alarm clock Felix kept by his bed. You were feeling ragged and exhausted, a sharp contrast to your slight emotional relief. Once your senses somewhat came about you you became aware of a noise coming from right outside Felix’s room. In wracking your brain for even a single guess as to what that noise could be you vaguely recalled how earlier in the morning you had heard the sound of a muffled pounding, followed by the feeling of Felix getting out of bed. You don’t recall Felix ever returning to bed and had managed to slip effortlessly back into sleep when you remained undisturbed. It was only when you stumbled out of Felix’s bedroom and were bum rushed by Changbin’s tight embrace that you realized that the pounding noise earlier was probably Changbin’s fist hitting Felix’s door. You were still groggy as he held you tightly, you were just barely able to wrap your arms around him when you noticed through your bleary eyes that Jisung and Chan were also here. 

“Hey, you guys are alive,” you joked with a teasing smile. You couldn’t help but notice Jisung wince, you certainly felt Changbin’s embrace get tighter, making it hard to breath.

“I’m so sorry Bunny,” Changbin suddenly said, “Felix said you had a hard time last night. I’m sorry… I should’ve been here…” Changbin muttered against your hair. You were torn between wanting to agree with him out of hurt or reassure him because, well, it was late. Luckily you didn’t have to make that choice, because Felix’s usually chipper tone came out more sternly than you’ve ever heard him be before.

“You really should have Bin, now let the poor girl go brush her teeth, she just woke up.”

Reluctantly Changbin did as Felix said, releasing you after placing a soft kiss to your forehead. There was an odd look on Changbin’s face when you looked up at him, you attempted to reassure him with a small smile but that only seemed to make things worse. There was an obvious tension in the room and you were only all too happy to escape it as you made your way to the bathroom. You unfortunately only received a modicum of respit as, when you closed the door behind you, you could hear the boys start their conversation back up again, talking in strained, hushed tones.

“Felix, you don’t have to be so harsh on him,” Chan admonished gently but sternly.

“Chris, no. Don’t defend him,” Felix snapped back, a clear edge in his voice. “I know you guys are older than me but I’m not happy here. He knew what she was going there for, we were up ‘til three a.m., she sat in her car alone for at least in hour before even coming here, if not longer, cause nobody picked else would pick up their fucking phone.”

“We were busy with work, we didn’t know-” Jisung piped up only to be cut off by Felix.

“Exactly Han, you guys were working, you guys were awake. It’d be one thing if you guys just went to sleep, but it’s the fact that all three of you were awake at the time but were too busy working to even stop and check who’s phone was vibrating on the goddamn table. Especially Bin who, again, knew she was going to try and patch things up with Hyunjin last night. Answer me this Bin, did you not think anything could fucking go wrong???”

The room fell silent for a long while before you just barely managed to hear Chanbin speak up.

“No… I didn’t…” 

Unable to hear anymore you pull away from the door, purposefully dragging your feet as you washed up, did your business and brushed your teeth. As you were towel drying your hair you noticed that the muffled arguing had subsided. It was so eerily quiet that you half wondered if the guys had left, assuming they needed to step away to cool down. Well, you were half right. Sitting on the couch was Changbin and Jisung, the two of them holding a hushed and strained conversation. They hadn’t noticed you exit the bathroom at all, the two of them too wrapped up in their conversation with each other.

You took the opportunity to really look at them, it had been a while since you’d seen the two of them at the same time and it felt surreal. Jisung had promised the two of you would eat dinner together the last time you were at their studio, that was almost a whole month ago now and that dinner never happened. You had only seen Changbin the morning before after days of only being able to spend sporadic texts back and forth. These were some of the most important guys in your life and you’d barely seen them in just over two months. They looked tired. 

Suddenly Jisungs eyes flicked up, catching your figure against the bathroom door frame. 

“Y/N,” he said tersely, causing Changbin’s head to swivel to face you. Swallowing his nerves, Jisung made room on the couch so you could settle between your two boys. You eyed them for a moment, not moving right away. The two guys shared a weighted glance before Changbin reached his hand for you.

“Bunny, please. Let us apologize.” Changbin’s voice was strained and you couldn’t miss the matching pained looks on Bin and Ji’s faces. You sighed, crossing your arms tightly over your chest as you brushed past Changbin’s extended hand and plopped down in the vacant spot they made for you. Changbin tried his best to hide the hurt he felt, you had a right to be mad.

“Bunny, I- We-” Changbin began but was quickly cut off.

“I think Felix kinda stole my thunder,” you joked a little awkwardly, not trying to get into the heavy stuff right away. You had spent the entire night feeling the weight of your emotions crushing you and you had just barely woken up, you wanted just a moment longer of levity before you had to face all of those suffocating emotions again. “I love him for it though, I’m not entirely sure I’d be able to face you two and say everything he did. I didn’t know he had so much fire hidden behind that cute face of his.” 

Jisung’s hands clenched in his lap. Normally he’d be the one to speak up on your behalf when you were too beaten down or tired to do so yourself, for years he was the friend who backed you up and stood up for you. It felt horrible to be on the other end. 

“Yeah, Felix is a good friend to have,” Jisung managed to say, unable to fully play along as his posture remained stiff and he kept his eyes trained on his lap. 

“He is, I’m lucky he and I have been getting close…” you say with a tone of melancholic sincerity. You truly did love getting to build this bond with Felix, you just hated what the catalyst was. 

“...Are we going to dance around this all day?” Jisung asked after a beat of silence, his eyes darting up to you only to suddenly be met with your frown pointed right at him. 

“Ji, I’m exhausted. I’ve been sad all night, I’ve been crying for hours, I haven’t even had anything to eat yet. So excuse me for not wanting to jump right into the shitty night I had right away,” you huff, standing abruptly and making your way to the kitchen. Jisung felt Changbins sharp glare stab into him, but he ignored it, standing and following you to the kitchen with Changbin following suit. 

“I know your night was horrible but-”

“No you don't, Ji!” You snapped, whirling on him and fixing him with a pained look of your own. “I think Felix pretty accurately covered it, you guys were up! And apparently at least one of you heard a phone going off, but neither of you bothered to check on me, neither of you were there for me in the end! It was Felix who was up with me all night! It was Felix I cried to! And it was Felix who learned what happened while you two spent all night in your studio again!” Changbin wilted at your words, knowing you were right. But Jisung was stubborn. An unfortunate side effect of such a long standing relationship, sometimes you fight when you really shouldn’t. 

“What the hell are we supposed to do Y/N? We can’t just stop working, we’re swamped! We can’t spend all our time with you anymore!”

“You haven’t been spending any time with me Ji! You, specifically! I saw Changbin yesterday, you I haven’t seen in a month!” 

“That’s ridiculous and you know it, you’ve seen me.”

“When, Ji? WHEN? The last time I saw you was when I came to visit the studio and that was a month ago! You’re never home! You sleep either here or at the studio, I get sporadic texts from you both at best and radio silence for days at worst!” By this point you were shouting so loudly you felt your throat tightening, tears were brimming your eyes but you refused to let them spill over. “I’m not saying you have to spend all your time with me, but at least spend some time with me! You guys are my fucking boyfriend and the only best friend I have left! I love Felix, I love him for being here for me, but he’s not the first person I wanted to tell the actual life altering revelation that Hyunjin is in love with me!” Your voice wavered as you spoke before finally choking out into a violent sob. You hated the tremble in your hands as you pressed them against your face, trying to hide yourself away behind them as you cried and left the two guys stunned. 

“He told you that?” Changbin asked hoarsely, unsure of how to feel. He watched you nod before attempting to reach out to you, his hand resting gently on your shoulder to test the waters. You flinched at the contact but before he could fully pull his hand away you relaxed against his touch, giving him the confidence to pull you into his arms. You let him hold you as all the heavy and complicated emotions from the night before came spilling out of you. 

Jisung chewed at his bottom lip, unsure of what to do. He was glad Changbin worded his question the way he did, Jisung wasn’t sure how you’d react if you learned that he and Changbin already knew. You’d definitely be upset, if not pissed. But… should they tell you? Would it be beneficial? Would it be better if you knew now instead of learning later and possibly feeling betrayed they kept such a secret? He didn’t know and so he stayed quiet, instead busying himself with rummaging through Chan and Felix’s kitchen for a mug and some tea. It was quite frankly the least he could do. 

“Here…” Jisung began as he handed you the warm mug, causing you to lift your head from Changbins shoulder. “I’m sorry.” You lifted your gaze from the mug to Ji’s face before taking the mug. 

“Sorry for what?” Your voice was raspy from the screaming and the crying.

“Everything. You’re right, I haven’t been here for you and I got mad because I didn’t want to admit to it. I’m also sorry because…” Jisung’s eyes glanced up at Changbin, giving him a moment to at least attempt to guess what Jisung was about to confess. “I knew how Hyunjin felt about you.”

“You what?”

“I didn’t know for very long, I swear.”

“Why didn’t you say anything?” You asked with an edge to your voice that was hard to miss. 

“For starters he didn’t tell me directly, I accidentally overheard him telling someone else. Secondly, that’s not my place. Despite how I feel about him, it’s not my place to air his dirty laundry like that.” You stared at Jisung for a while before looking back down at your mug of tea, taking a hard swallow despite how hot it was.

“Then why are you telling me now?”

“Because I don’t want you to learn this later and feel like I’m keeping secrets from you. I get the feeling you’d be extra sensitive about stuff like that.” You couldn’t help but chuckle at Ji’s words, he was right. Despite understanding his reasoning, you couldn’t help the odd sense of betrayal you felt learning Hyunjin kept this secret from you for years and you knew yourself well enough to know that the same hurt would hit you if Ji had chosen to do the same. It was irrational, it was unfair, but you couldn’t help feeling this way anyways. 

“I guess I should fess up too then…” Changbin said with a rough clearing of his throat. You looked up at him quizzically, finding yourself pulling from his hold without thinking, somewhat nervous as to what your boyfriend had to say.

“That person Han overheard Hyunjin confessing to? That…” Changbin couldn’t look at you as he rubbed the back of his neck nervously, “that was me.” 

Fuck, the blows just kept on coming, didn’t they? 

You had to walk to the nearest kitchen counter to steady yourself on the edge as you processed what your Binnie had just told you. You didn’t know how to feel about it.

“He… He told you?” You found yourself asking, floundering, just trying to piece together your feelings as your still raw nerves took on more new information. Changbin simply nodded. You swallowed, taking a deep and steady breath. “When? And why did he tell you?”

“It was right before I asked you out, he gave me the final push to go for it. But if I'm honest, I knew he had a thing for you from the moment I met him.” Hyunjins words from the day you hemorrhaged all your hurt and confused feelings rose to the forefront of your mind. 

“I’m getting out of the way.”

This must’ve been what he meant. Changbin had said something similar about Hyunjin the night you two almost had your first kiss,about how Hyunjin was “always in the way”. And then, almost immediately after, Hyunjin took a huge step back and Changbin had asked you out. You felt so stupid. Of course you could tell there was something off between him and Changbin, and it wasn’t hard to figure out that the change in your dynamics with both boys were interconnected - that much was obvious. What you didn’t realize was just how much the boys had wised up to each other and how fast. Changbin had instantly clocked Hyunjins feelings and Hyunjin knew intrinsically that Changbin was trying to move in on you. The entire time the two of them were aware of the bigger picture while you bumbled in the middle, stuck in your own bubble, stuck on your own worries and feelings. 

“If you knew how he felt, then… then why did you ask me out? Wasn’t it too much of a hassle?” It was a stupid question, but a part of you felt like you had to ask it anyway, just to get it out of your system. 

“Because I wanted you.” You couldn’t help the way your heart fluttered at your boyfriend's words and Jisung suddenly felt like maybe he should silently slip out while he had the chance. “Oh no you don’t Han,” Changbin said flatly the moment he noticed his friend moving in his periphery, snagging the slimmer boy by the arm. “You’re not leaving me to deal with her wrath on my own.” 

“You two are getting all sappy,” Ji said defensively, trying to pull himself from Bin’s grasp. “And this is really something you two should discuss in private,” he added in a more serious tone.

“No, please stay. You’re great moral support,” you rasped out, taking a moment to sip at the tea you had forgotten you were even holding. Ji looked over to you, his gaze holding yours before heaving a sigh and leaning against the counter adjacent to you. 

“What do you need moral support for? You plan on dumping your buff boyfriend cause he knew your long time crush liked you back?” As much as Jisung tried to sound like he was joking, he was asking sincerely, unsure of how you would truly react to all of this. Changbins eyes whipped over to Han, he never said anything about you harboring anything real for Hyunjin as well.

“What? No, I would never! I love Binnie!” You suddenly blurted, allowing Changbin to release the breath he had been holding before your words fully sunk in and made his heart jerk and sputter. Jisung took no pause in grinning at you, taunting words already on his tongue.

“Oh, you love him, do you? I didn’t know things had gotten so serious between you two already.” Your face burned red as you looked at Jisung, grinning smugly at you, crossing his arms and legs as he watched you casually. 

“Wait, what? No. I didn’t-”

“You don’t love Bin? Why not Y/N? Isn’t he just so lovable?” Ji asked, cutting you off. 

“I- I mean of course he is. Of course I love him, but I’m not- that is to say we’re not- we haven’t-!” You were once again cut off, but this time by Jisung’s laughter as he slightly doubled over, his arms going from simply resting across his chest to holding his stomach as he tried to contain himself. Beside him Changbin stood silently and awkwardly, a noticeable flush on his too-cute face. At least you weren’t the only one feeling flustered.

“Relax, I’m just teasing.” Jisung smiled at you once he stood up right, nudging Bin with his shoulder, “It’s only been a couple of months, it might be too early for you two to be using the ‘L’ word yet.” Changbin gave Jisung a look that you couldn’t quite decipher and with the way you were feeling, you weren’t quite in the mood to try and figure it out. 

“Yeah…” you said idly, taking another sip of your now lukewarm tea, “it might be.” The three of you settled into silence for a moment before you spoke again. “I don’t know what I should do with all of this new information…” 

“Do you have to do anything?” Ji asked so simply you felt your despair lift for a moment. You hadn’t thought about that. “I mean, he doesn’t expect you to reciprocate his feelings right? Did he ask you to choose him?” You frowned at your friend's words and shook your head, setting the mug down on the counter behind you. 

“I think I would've preferred him making me choose over him ending our friendship.”

“He did what?” Ji’s posture stiffened as the two boys looked at you wide eyed. 

“Yeah, what did you think I meant when I said you were my only best friend left?”

“I dunno! I didn’t really think too hard on that part, I kinda just assumed you were being pissy with him and just were saying things in the heat of the moment!” You didn’t expect Ji to be so flabbergasted and Bin looked equally as startled by your clarification. You couldn’t help but smile sadly. “I never thought he could ever do something so drastic…” 

“Neither did I,” you said in a small voice, allowing yourself to be comforted when Changbin returned to your side and pulled you into him. You wrapped your arms around him tightly. “He promised he’d never abandon me, but in the end he did, just like in highschool.” To your surprise it was Changbin who spoke up. 

“Bunny, I don’t know how this must feel to you but, please don’t be so harsh on him.” You blinked up at Bin, astonished, as he continued, “when he told me out he felt about you, he sounded so sincere. I know I wasn’t there, I don’t know exactly what he said to you , but I don’t think he’s abandoning you. I truly don’t think he has that in him. Give it time, he’ll be back.” 

“Do you even want him to be back? The guy’s in love with your girlfriend,” Ji interjected, his head cocked to the side as he regarded his friends. 

“He’s been in love with her, but he was her friend first, if he was going to disrespect our relationship then he would’ve done it already.” Your mind drifted back to the night Hyunjin almost kissed you in his apartment, how he reared back as if he had been bitten, how his eyes were rimmed with tears and regret, how he refused to even stand too close to you after. “My girlfriend is hurting and if having him back in her life will make it better, then yeah, I want them to make up. You know, even if they do feel the same way about each other” 

“Damn Bin, you’re a better man than me,” Ji huffed, impressed. 

“And me,” you added, gazing into Changbins eyes when they dropped to look into  yours. “I know you must be feeling just as confused as I am Binnie, I’m sorry. I know I never told you how I felt about Hyunjin and Ji just dropped into conversation so casually.” You heard Jisung swear as he facepalmed, at least that confirmed to you that he hadn’t meant to do so on purpose. 

“It… doesn’t feel good to hear, I’m not gonna lie, but…” Changbin took a moment to lick his lips, trying to find the right words. “But just like the other night at the pizza place, you picked me. I thought that night was the first time you truly put me before him, but I was wrong. You’ve picked me so many times before then. How can I not feel wanted after learning that?” 

You couldn’t help but throw yourself at your boyfriend, earning a whiny “gross” followed by an overdramatic gag from Ji when he saw you two kiss right in front of him. You didn’t care, you just had to kiss Binnie, because he really was the best. You had never forgotten this, in fact it was the main reason why you missed him so much. He was quickly becoming a solid rock in your life, always aware, always open minded, he communicated himself clearly and held himself with so much confidence that it made you feel more confident just by being around him. Truly the only issue was the lack of time together. When the two of you finally stopped making out, Ji made his way across the kitchen to hug you from behind, sandwiching you between your two boys. 

“If you want Hyunjin back in your life then we’ll be here to support you” Jisung began softly, nuzzling into your shoulder, “and until then, well, we’ll still be here. Both of us. I’m sorry again for ghosting you Y/N. I can’t guarantee a lot of time for either of us, but I promise to do my best to make more time for you.”

“Same for me Bunny, I didn’t ask you to be mine just to leave you waiting for me all the time.” 

You smiled as you pressed a kiss to the side of Changbins neck before unwrapping an arm from your boyfriend's middle to reach behind you and hold Ji as best as possible. You needed to be holding them both as close to you as you possibly could. Unbidden Hyunjins now broken promise came to your mind again, the night he made it, how he held you as you cried. This would be different, you knew it would. Jisung and Changbin were different. They wouldn’t abandon you too.

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Ooooooh boy, guess who's finally back with an update. And, like, an actual update, not just tacking on extra half chapters because I'm trying to fix whatever damage was done when I lost my fic 😅🥲

Anyway, we had a couple of chapters strictly following Hyunjins POV, and after the fall put from the last chapter, I knew it was a good a time as any for him to bow out. If I'm honest, I really didn't know where exactly I wanted this chapter to go, I just knew I wanted a chapter with Jisung and Changbin. Binnie really is just the best boyfriend, isn't he? And Ji has a couple of loose lips 😂

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☀️ Everyday Idol 🌙 (Chapter 4) ✨

✨ possible bangchan x reader (f), possible jungkook x reader (f)

✨ head on over to my masterlist if you haven’t checked out the previous chapters!

✨wc: ~4.5k

✨ friends to lovers? possible love triangle? future angst and smut??? definitely fluff.

✨ summary: JYP Entertainment launches a new show and y/n somehow gets recruited. Even though she doesn’t particularly care about the outcome of the show, she does particularly care about one of the artists she met: Chris from Stray Kids. Does Chris feel the same or will a potential relationship with one of his friends overcome what y/n feels for him?

✨ author’s notes: pls pls pls let me know if you’d prefer shorter, more frequent chapters like this one, OR longer chapters posted about once per week. i’m heavily debating lol

✨ warnings: cursing from time to time.

Previous Chapter Recap:

As wonderful as the daydream was, Chan suddenly snapped out of it. He froze, standing rigid, then almost tumbling back. There’s no way.

There you stood in front of him. With all the beauty that you were. But you were with someone. A man. Chan squinted to see what he could make out. Jungkook? Fuck, that was definitely Jungkook.

You smiled up at him and clung onto him for a long hug. He gave in, leaning his head down to plant a small kiss on the top of your forehead. With that, you giggled, waved, then ran inside the company building.

With that, Chan felt his heart shatter for the very first time.

Through the building’s glass walls, he watched as you made your way a little further, then stopped to bring your phone out. 10 seconds later, he felt a buzz from his phone.

From: y/n’s instagram

Hey, I’m here :) Should I head on up to you?

He wanted to cry.

Note: More characters are involved in this chapter! Just wanted to lay it out here to refer back to if needed.

Y/n- Changbin’s mentee

Anna- best friend, Felix’s mentee

Kara- Seungmin’s mentee

Sunnie- Han’s mentee

Mindi- Hyunjin’s mentee

Nisha- Lee Know’s mentee

Alyssa- Jeongin’s mentee

Jenna- Chan’s mentee

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Y/n’s POV:

You felt like you were floating. You felt like you were unstoppable. You wanted so badly to call Anna and tell her that you had just had the best date of your life. The conversation was so easy with Jungkook. You may not have had much in common, but he was FUNNY. He was charming too- such a gentleman. True, you didn’t know him extremely well yet, but the side he did show you was basically perfect.

The butterflies in your stomach just wouldn’t go away. You needed to step aside though and text Chan, letting him know you were here to see him. You were curious to know what he would say. Okay, curious may not be the right word. You were SHAKING waiting to find out what he would say. But either way, it was fine. You were unstoppable after all.

Hey, I’m here :) Should I head on up to you?

*SEND*

You stepped to the side of the building so that you were away from the middle of the foot traffic entering and exiting the building, waiting for Chan to respond. You didn’t want to show up to his studio unannounced, especially if he was in the middle of something.

Looking down at the bouquet still in your hands, you let your mind wander back to your last few seconds with Jungkook. How he was the perfect height for you to hug him and get your face just above his shoulder. How warm he felt while standing out in the cold. How completely natural it felt with him. How when you pulled away, he had the most endearing look in his eyes and a big smirk on his face. He spoke lowly, almost whispered, “Can I see you again?” lowering his head to land a gentle kiss to your forehead. All you could do was blush and give one quick nod, avoiding his eyes. You giggled and waved, as you took off to head toward the building. You pictured the way he looked while waving back to you, almost sad that he wasn’t going with you. The day could simply not get better.

Unless Chan confessed his love to you of course. In which case, you’re fucked. Because what in the hell were you supposed to do then? You needed the universe to decide for you. Maybe Chan just wanted to talk to you about Berry’s health, if Bella had any similar problems, and what you did for them. Maybe he was curious how all of the mentees were doing and if there was anything he could do to help. Or maybe even to give you some tips before filming began- maybe he cared about you and genuinely wanted you to do well on the show. Any of those were more likely than him to say he had feelings for you. Hell, you barely knew the man.

You stood and twiddled your thumbs. A few minutes had gone by since you sent Chan the message. You were hoping he didn’t forget about you. You couldn’t take putting off all this anxiety for another day or so. You decided to look around and mentally note the small things in the JYPE building you hadn’t noticed before. How the walls were fully glass… Like FULLY glass. The chic silver lamps posted around the floor. The one giant green plant resting by the wall on the other side of the room. Someone was definitely taking good care of it.

*DING*

From: gnabnahc

Hey, yeah sorry. I figured out the answer to what I was going to ask you about. All good! Sorry to leave you hanging. Have a good day.

You put your phone down and somewhat felt your heart drop down into your stomach. You had been nervous, yes, but it was going to kill you more not to know. ‘Well hell.’ You puffed a breath out and frowned, crossing your hands over your chest. Just looking around now not quite sure what to do. ‘I guess I’ll just go and try to find Anna.’

You turned your attention back to your phone, frowning harder when Chan’s message was still displayed on the screen. You quickly swiped out of it and went to Anna’s ‘favorited’ contact in your phone.

Chris bailed. Where are you?

You stepped back shyly, not sure which way to head. You figured she would be in the cafeteria, probably with Kara and Sunnie. You decided to stand and wait for another second until she responded.

As you stood waiting, you saw an all black figure out of the corner of your eye. There were a million people moving in and out of the building, but this one was basically speed walking through. You noticed their entire head was down, fixated on the floor… Was that Chan?… The fingernails covered in black and white polish gave you the confirmation.

You could tell he was storming toward the elevator. Normally, you wouldn’t be so forward, but the stars were aligning it seemed like. You mirrored his fast pace and headed after him, off to the large elevator.

“Chris, hey! Wait up!” your voice raised slightly from behind him. You could see hesitancy in the way he slowly started to decelerate, almost shuddering in the process. Slowly, slowly, slowly, he turned his body around towards you. His normal smiley and joking exterior seemed to have gone away.

You finally caught up. “Hey!” you said cheerfully. ‘Game plan: Act like you’re not bothered and/or confused as hell.’ You smiled up to lock it in. “How are you?”

He was pale, almost like you’d be able to see every vein in his body if you tried hard enough. The only color on his face was a pink spot on the tip of his nose, probably from being outside in the cold. With his gaze on you, he looked like he’d seen a ghost.

He didn’t speak for a moment, collecting his bearings once he had finally fully turned to face you, beanie low almost covering his eyes. “I’m okay, how are you?” he said with a tone you could only describe as hollow. Distanced. Apathetic.

“I’m doing okay. Was just sad I wasn’t gonna be able to see you today!” you beamed. You were determined to lay it on thick. “But I’m glad you got everything worked out. I hoped everything was okay?”

He looked down to the flowers still resting in your hands, quickly bringing his eyes back up and settling somewhere on your face, but definitely not your eyes. “Yeah, it’s fine,” he strained out behind semi-gritted teeth. “But I’ve gotta get going upstairs. I’ll see you around.”

With that, he turned his body much quicker than before and paced the few yards away to reach the set of elevators, one of which was about to open.

You couldn’t believe he just brushed you off like that. Going to all the trouble to invite you to his studio, his one sacred space, and now the best he wants to do is “see you around?” Asshole. ‘This is the universe, y/n. This is just the universe giving you your answer. You asked for it and you got it. That’s a good thing isn’t it?’ you questioned yourself. ‘Of course it is. I have my answer. I can just focus on Jungkook from now on.’

Realizing you had just been standing in the middle of the floor, you stepped aside and checked your phone.

From: Anna

he bailed? wtf! on the rooftop with our friends, come find me rn please.

Thank God. You didn’t think you could deal with standing here alone for much longer. You started toward the elevator and waited patiently for it to arrive once you mashed the button.

The rooftop sounded like a cool place. And it was. It was basically additional space for people to hang out NOT inside of a practice room or shooting room. A lot of people would take food up there just to eat and chill with friends. It was fully encapsulated though, just like the first floor, with floor to ceiling windows- windows even comprising the entirety of the ceiling. It had a breathtaking view. You had selfishly hoped Anna would be alone. ‘God damn it,’ you thought as you stepped onto the elevator, pressing the uppermost button for the rooftop and then settling into the back corner. ‘If Anna doesn’t keep her big ass voice down, so help me god.’ You pictured having to cover her mouth with your hand to stop her from letting out expressions that could be heard on the other side of the room. That was one thing about your best friend- nothing was ever inconspicuous with her. You DID love that that meant there were no secrets between you two. What you DIDN’T love was that she inadvertently made both of your business everyone else’s business. AND your other friends were with her. So that’s gonna be awkward. As much as you were thankful for Kara and Sunnie’s friendship, they weren’t exactly known for hating drama. It was definitely best to leave them out of this. ‘God I hope they don’t get too curious. What am I supposed to say?’

You brainstormed different ideas, different lines you could pull to get her one-on-one without seeming like something was wrong. You thought and thought and thought until you arrived at your floor.

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You narrowed your eyes as you scanned the rooftop for your friends. Long cafeteria-style benches lined the middle. As intently as you looked, you didn’t recognize the tops of any of their heads. ‘But is that? Ah fuck.’ It was the top of Felix’s head. Closer look. ‘Oh goody. Changbin, Seungmin, and Han too.’ Behind their slew of heads, you noticed the shorter frames of Anna, Kara, and Sunnie. ‘Cool. This should be cool,’ you sneered to yourself.

As you walked toward the group, you saw Anna’s head first, briskly turning in your direction. She snapped her head back toward the others, said a few words, let out a quick smile, and then unseemingly got up and walked toward you instead. Once she was out of their field of view, she picked up her pace and motioned for you to move backwards toward the elevator. There was a small foyer between the elevator and the rooftop room, so you decided to back track and wait there.

“Are you crazy?!” Anna scream-whispered once she arrived. “You were gonna bring that big ass bouquet in there and not expect people to ask questions?!” she pushed her hand down to motion to the flowers. “BEAUTIFUL big ass bouquet, oh my gosh,” she got side tracked, taking them in her hands and examining them.

“I’ve had more things on my mind than remembering some flowers in my hands. ALSO you told me it would be our friends up here, not an entire crew!”

“Hey, the guys are our friends too,” she frowned, handing the bouquet back.

“You know what I mean!” You pierced into her eyes. “BUT, holy shit Anna that was the best date I’ve ever been on!!!” you squealed. Your voice had raised at least 3 octaves. Your one free hand started flapping freely as you talked. “He was such a gentleman. He held my hand as I walked up the stairs. He made a reservation at this fancy restaurant for us. He helped me take my coat off AND put it back on. He paid for both of us and left a good tip. And, well obviously, he got me these flowers,” you blushed. “And it was just so easy with him! The conversation just kept flowing. The date was over before I knew it. I mean I am kinda relieved its over just because of nerves, but ugh, it was just- it couldn’t have gone any better.” The smile on your face and sparkle on your eyes told Anna that right away, but she let you ramble on. “OH OH and get this! When I went to leave, he KISSED. MY. FOREHEAD. Deadass his lips touched my forehead. And he asked if he could see me again! I- AHHHH!” You hush-screamed, waving your hands all around. Your eyes had closed tight from how much smiling you’d been doing.

“You said yes I’m presuming?” a smirky grin sprawled across her face, eyes looking into yours like she was teasing.

You rolled your eyes with a shit-faced grin. “Yes bitch, I said yes,” you laughed.

“That’s so amazing,” her eyes turned into puppy dog ones now, pout on her lips. “My little bestie is in loveeeee.”

“Okay, let’s not go that far. But yes, it was really reallllly good.” You couldn’t stop smiling.

“I’m just so happy for you… And like, not to ruin the moment, but what happened with Chris?”

You took a deep breath. ‘Not to ruin the moment my ass.’ You closed your eyes for a few seconds and shrugged your shoulders. You didn’t know much, just that he canceled on you and then left you hanging, yet again in the lobby. ‘Just a hot and cold asshole, I guess.’ Your respect for him had basically gone out the window… Buttt, maybe you were being a tad bit unreasonable. Maybe he just got busy. HONESTLY, you were probably reading too much into it. After all, he’d done nothing to make you think that he was interested in you in anyway. That was all just wishing thinking on your end. ‘And ACTUALLY, I should be thankful for him canceling. Now I can put to rest the stupid thought that he wanted to talk to me about anything more than a simple question he was curious about. There was no picking between them, because Chris was never in the equation to begin with. See, that’s good!’ you thought to youself. Still, you couldn’t deny that your heart ached a tiny bit, lost in the possibility of what could have been. But now you’d never know.

You expressed that to Anna as best as you could.

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Chan’s POV:

Chan could physically feel his heart fall into his ass. He set his phone down on the table and proceeded to punch both fists down on either side of his keyboard. Today, he was supposed to be nervous, yes- but not gutted. Not like how he felt now.

You were supposed to be in his studio with him now. He was supposed to be talking to you about how to do well on the show and how he would help you with anything you needed. How if you ever needed a shoulder to cry on, he would always be there for you. Just like last time. But only for you, he wanted you to know. The others were great. His mentee was great too. But none of them were you. None of them captivated him like you. None of them showed their raw emotions, nor got them out of him, like you None of them so effortlessly filled in the gaps that were missing inside of him like you. It had to be you, it just had to.

‘Way to go Chris. Not only did you ruin your shot by not taking it earlier, but now she probably feels like you blew her off… As if she would ever look at you anyways. She has Jungkook now. What more could she want? He’s way more successful, talented, and handsome than you could ever be… You know what? You can’t even be mad at her for going with him. Damn, you would too if you were her. Why would she want someone like you? Can’t do anything right. Couldn’t even get her here in the first place. You just didn’t deserve it. You don’t deserve her.’

With his head dropped low over his keyboard, fists still resting by the keyboard, he wanted to cry. He really really wanted to cry. But makeup was done, and there would only be a few moments for touch ups with so many people shooting today. So no, he couldn’t cry. But damn if he couldn’t get angry.

In a split second, any ounce of sense he had left his body. He started pounding his fists repeatedly into the table holding his keyboard. Hit after hit after hit. He didn’t care how it hurt, he just needed to let the inner pain out. Maybe by doing that, he could replace it. He bounced up out of his seat, darting hid head to look for anything he could get his hands on. A snarl spread wide across his face. A lone pillow sat on his couch, and he lunged down, throwing jabs into it left and right. In that moment, he was thankful for all the makeup to cover his face which had gone completely red with frustration. “GOD DAMN IT,” he screamed with a final punch to the pillow, now moving on to throw punches down into the couch. He felt his knuckles turn red from rubbing harshly against the fabric. Probably rubbed raw, he could tell. But he still didn’t care. He eyed down an empty plastic bottle on the table, rage still written in his face, and took a swift hold on it, using both hands to twist in opposite directions until it was completely deflated. With as much aggression as he could muster, he threw it to the ground and thrusted his heavy boot-covered foot down on top of it to squash it. Another stomp followed, then one after that, then one after that. He threw his entire heart, body, and soul into it with each violent step. “FUCK,” he screamed out, when he was finally satisfied. His teeth still snarled, he took a deep breath and huffed it out as quickly as he brought it in. He sprang toward the door, forcefully opening it before storming out. He didn’t know where he was going yet. He just knew he couldn’t be in that god damned room for one more second. Not without you.

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Y/n’s POV:

You and Anna had made it to the filming rooms on level 10. You made sure to get there a bit early in order to find out which room to go to. There were around 50ish Everyday Idol contestants, not to mention their mentors who were also there to shoot intro materials. It was chaos trying to figure out where to go. You passed by Room #4, locating your name on the sign. Anna, Kara, and Sunnie were also filming in this room. You noted four other names on the sign, so you assumed that all the Stray Kids’ mentees would be here. So naturally, the members would be as well.

‘Fuck my life.’

You each squeezed your way through the crowd to make it past the doorway. You were happy when the first face you saw was Changbin. He was dressed in a fitted black top, dark jeans, black shoes, and a black leather jacket. A single small silver chain finished off the look. It was the first time you’d seen him out of the confines of a practice room, so seeing him all dressed up was a new experience.

They most likely matched your outfits up to give mentors and mentees a similar vibe. You looked down to your own outfit, giving it a final once-over. Tight black pants, a loose black button up that had been styled to hang off your shoulders, chunky boots, and plenty of silver rings, earrings, and bracelets. Your favorite of all was the dainty silver necklace wrapped around your neck with tiny stars and planets dangling off. It was too loose to be considered a choker, but too tight to be a plain necklace. Something about it fitting just right around your neck made you feel some type of new sexy vibe. Well that, plus the muted dark red lip choice was a dead giveaway of what they were going for. The final touchups before walking in had definitely been good to you.

Changbin walked your way, offering a small wave.

“Binnie!” you smiled and hugged him. His thick arms wrapped around you, making you feel safe. “What have you been up to today?”

“We had practice earlier, then a bunch of us ate together. You were invited obviously. Where were you?”

You panicked. The first thing to come to mind is what spilled out. “Oh, you know… just lady problems,” you brought your eye up into a dramatic wink.

“Well that’s something,” he made fun. “I hope you’re okay though?”

‘How sweet.’ “No, I’m totally fine! Just semi-nervous trying to figure out what we’re supposed to be doing today.” You looked around, making a mental note of the others in the room.

“They’ll walk us through it, and we can practice of course! They’ll probably put you in the frame and make you answer a bunch of prompts so other people can get to know you. Where you’re from, likes and dislikes, what you do in the ‘normal’ world, nlah blah blah. Then they’ll probably get some takes of us talking- that part I don’t know much about yet. I do know that you and I will take some photos together at the end. Same for the rest of the members and group photos as well. They will probably want some interaction between only you all. Nothing really to worry about.” He was right, it didn’t sound too bad. Apart from the fact that Chan would be here any minute and even if he didn’t feel it, the awkwardness you would feel is through the roof.

‘Calm and collected, y/n. Calm and collected. Literally what are you worried about? This is gonna be so easy.’

“Obviously I know you, Anna, Kara, and Sunnie, but I can’t quite remember the names of the other girls. I know we all met at drinks the other night, so I feel kinda bad,” he looked down, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Don’t feel bad. I really haven’t seen them since that night either.” You knew two of them fairly okay- Mindi and Nisha. They were super sweet, Hyunjin and Minho’s mentees. The other two, you weren’t quite sure about. Alyssa was Jeongin’s mentee and nothing was necessarily wrong with her, she just kept more to herself and didn’t seem very friendly to the rest of the group. Jenna, who had Chan as a mentor, was the same way. I mean surface level, they were fine, and you could all get along well enough. But do you ever get the feeling that someone just isn’t a “girl’s girl?” It’s like that. They aren’t girl’s girls. That’s probably why they clung onto each other.

And if you were honest, you weren’t quite sure how Jenna felt about you. You tried your best to talk with her, to make a connection in some way. Either she didn’t like you or her personality was comparable to a rock. ‘Either way, that is one dry bitch,’ you thought. You’d never say that out loud though. Ever since the night you’d all met up for drinks, something was off about her. An air of “I think I’m better than you” seemed to wear over her like a veil. You remembered how great the conversation was with Chan that night. The way that he looked at you, and how happy you both got when you kept finding things in common. It was like you had endless things to talk about. Even emotional things. You’d give up a lot to be able to go back to that night and experience it again. Maybe Jenna didn’t like you simply because you connected well with her mentor? ‘More than she did, I’m sure,’ you thought while rolling your eyes.

You walked with Changbin to the other side of the room where some of the Skz members and new cast members were all standing around talking. No Chris in sight though, thank god. They caught you up on everything you missed during lunch. Everyone compared outfits, went through what they’d probably have to talk about, all the usual stuff.

Felix pulled you to the side after a few minutes.

“Those flowers earlier were really pretty!” He teased, with a toothy smile spreading across his face.

‘Huh? Did he see me?’

“Aw, thank you! They were definitely some of the prettiest I’ve seen!” you played along, hoping he wouldn’t push further.

“Get them from anyone special?” he asked, again in the same sing-song tone. His cheeks were now stuck out from his smile, raising his eyebrows high on his face. He was definitely trying to wind you up.

‘Fuck, did he see me with Jungkook? I mean that’s fine I guess, but god please don’t make this weird. It was just a first date. Jesus Christ Felix why are you like this?’

“No,” you answered, trying to sound both playful and nonchalant. “It was just a friend. I’ll tell them you said that though! Thanks Felix.”

“No need, I already told him!” Felix winked down at you, nudging his elbow into your side. What the hell?

“Oh really? I didn’t know you two were close like that.” Literally not once had you seen any sign that they’d spoken to each other, let alone were good enough friends to keep in touch about girls they were taking to lunch.

“With Chan-hyung? We’re about as close as two people can get,” he laughed. “No way. I knew all along. And you’re welcome by the way. I may or may not have encouraged it hehe.” You watched as his eyes sparkled while they smiled. It would have been adorable if you had any clue what he was talking about.

All you could do was stare blankly at him. A confused expression must have been on your face long enough for Felix to notice.

“We are talking about Chan-hyung, right?”

“No… I got the flowers from Jungkook,” you said sheepishly.

You could see Felix’s eyes shoot open, going into panic mode. Fight or flight, I guess.

“Wait, are you talking about? OHHH those flowers! The ones from today. Ohhh okay, nevermind. Sorry, I was thinking about something completely different. Ohh okay, I see, I see now,” he rapidly mumbled out. He looked like he could start sweating at any minute, waiting to get your eye of approval before he switched topics.

‘Okay, so 2 possibilities. #1: Felix needs a lot more sleep. Or #2: Chan was going to give me flowers?!?!’

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