#australia looks so damn good on hyunjin!!!!!!!!!!!

[jinikaris]

HYUNJIN // SKZ CODE EP. 63: TRAVEL LOG #1 AUSTRALIA5+

[seungfl0wer]

*Chan Calling You Clingy*

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Pairing: Bangchan x Reader (GN)

Warnings: none? I mean arguing and cursing? Not proof read

The way this one sounds like it could be real hurts me even more not gonna lie

This is part of a series Find the other members here:

Bangchan, Minho, Changbin, Hyunjin, Han, Felix, Seungmin, Jeongin

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Your boyfriend and you had just arrived in Australia. He had brought you to spend sometime with him and his family. It wasn’t often that he had time to himself it was almost unheard of though that he had time to be able to visit his home and family. This was not the first time you had met his family. You and Chan had been dating for a few years now. They treated you like family and you were comfortable around them. Chan was able to get 4 whole days here with his family and it made you so very happy to see him be able to spend time with them.

You followed him around a lot while you were there, although you were comfortable around his family it still made you nervous to be without Chan. His sister who was out in the US with friends had told you about a good food spot there that she said “you totally had to eat at before leaving.”

You asked Chan about it when you got there and he told you “you guys would stop there at some point.” The time was winding down really wanting to stop by you asked him again. He just basically sighed “babe we will” his voice low. He sounded grumpy for some reason you stared at him for a second before asking him what was wrong. He rolled his eyes “nothing y/n” he said getting up to grab his drink. He’s seemed irritated all day today and you don’t know what was wrong. Did you do something? Did someone say something?

You didn’t wanna press, you laid your head on his shoulder only for him to move it making you move your head. You looked confused offended even. What was his problem? Why the fuck won’t he talk to you about it. He looked at you “can you just leave me alone” he hissed. He got up walking to his window to look outside. His mom and dad had went to the store quick to grab a few things for lunch.

“Channie what’s wrong?” You ask voice cracking a bit. “Y/n please” he said in almost a growl. You could feel he was angry but why? It was eating away at you before you kept at it “babe talk to me? What’s wrong? Did I do something?” You asked walking towards him. He spun around “y/n what part of leave me alone don’t you get? You’ve been so clingy the whole damn time I feel like I haven’t even had a chance to spend with my family. Can you just leave me alone!” He spat out his words running together.

He’s never raised his voice at you let alone yet at you like this. You could feel your eyes weld up with tears and you nod “fine I’ll leave you alone” you said before grabbing your bag heading out the front door. You walked to the park chan and you would frequently would go to. You went to play some music to calm you down a bit realizing you forgot your phone at the house. You sat there thinking you should go back for it deciding not to. Not wanting to see Chans dumb cute face right now.

You sat in one of the swings wiping your tears away. You sat there calming yourself down for a bit before going to a spot you two had dubbed as “your spot” it was a small spot covered by trees nice and shady. You laid down underneath it your mind just racing. Thinking about how you’ve been lately. You had kinda clung to him a lot while down here, feeling awkward a bit still not wanting to be alone at his house with his parents yet.

Chan had cooled down a bit he was about to text you but his parents came home. He went to help bring in groceries helping his mom put them away. “Y/n go for a walk?” His mom asked grabbing a pan out of the drawer. He tilted his head a bit as she continued “we saw he walking towards the playground you guys go to all the time.” He breathed out a bit and just nodded not wanting to get into what happened.

He headed back to his room to grab his phone to text you to come back for dinner.

Chan ran, he ran as fast as he could. All the horrible scenarios raced through his head. He felt the tears building up as he ran. As he finally got to the park he frantically looked for you. God where were you! He couldn’t find you, his heart sank fearing the worst. Before remembering the little place you guys had a picnic here under the trees.

He raced to the spot his eyes widened as he saw you lying under it. He felt at ease a bit finally finding you. You had fallen asleep under the trees you looked so pretty but yet so sad with puffy eyes and tear stained cheeks.

He softly rubbed your shoulder trying not to scare you awake. “Babe wake up” he said softly. Your eyes fluttered awake bringing your hand up to wipe at them. Trying to focus your eyes and wake yourself up you stared up only to be met with Chans gaze. You sat up looking around forgetting you had come to the park “did I fall asleep” you asked rubbing your head.

Chan almost full on tackled you wrapping his arms around you pulling you to him. “Y/n I’m so sorry for what I said to you” he said burring his face into your shoulder. “I brought you here to spend time with me and my family and all I did was be an asshole.” He said his voice sounded so sad, cracking in parts. He sniffled as he tried to choke back his tears “I shouldn’t have lashed out at you, I’m just sad we have to leave. It’s so hard for me to leave.” He stuttered “I hate that I only get to visit so little. I want to spend more than a few measly days with my family you know? It’s all I ever get. The others get to see their families why can’t I”

At this point he was sobbing into the crook of your neck. You’ve never really seen him cry it’s normally only a few tears before he pushes it away. He doesn’t show this side very often not wanted to seem weak. But here he was crying so hard on your shoulder.

You rubbed the back of his head as you let him cry it out. He started to calm down a bit “Chan I’m sorry if I took away time with your family.” You said still rubbing the back of his head. He shook it no “no no don’t say that you’re part of our family now. I’m sorry for the way I acted you didn’t deserve that.” He pulled away from you wanting to look at your face. He places a hand on the side of your face as he rubbed your cheek with his thumb. “You aren’t clingy by the way, I just said it while I was mad. I know it won’t take away the hurt but please don’t make it make you pull away. I love how you are and I’d never change anything about you.”

His eyes searched your face only to be met with a small stream of tears “I just don’t wanna be to clingy to the point I push you away either.” You said through tears. “You won’t I promise you. I promise you my love. You will never push me away. You’re stuck with me remember?” He said tapping his finger at the promise ring he got you a few months ago “I’m not going anywhere.” He said before pulling you into him. “I love you angel” he said kissing your cheek. “And I love you too” you said whipping away the tears.

He helped you up giving you a big long hug before heading home to the delicious lay out of food his parent had just got done preparing. You headed to the bedroom to find your phone with all his messages. “Babe I’m sorry I never responded to you. I left my phone here” you said with puppy dog eyes looking at him. “It’s ok my love, I’m just happy you’re safe.”

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[pinkcherryblossomangel]

Away from home - chapter 4

Y/N is an actress, filming for her first lead role in the film adaptation of her favourite childhood book, produced by maximum effort.

She bonds with Ryan Reynolds over their share Love of the Korean pop band Stray Kids, and he has a surprise for her.

When she starts missing home and the darkness creeps upon her, her hotel neighbour comes to her rescue.

Trigger warnings- mentions of depression, self harm and anxiety

Stray kids fan fic

Mainly staring 3ratcha

But the other boys do make appearances it's just easy to keep to minimum of characters lol

Chan x oc

This is my first ever fan fiction so if it's shit soz.

He's gonna be here in like 20 minutes, so I'm cleaning up my room. Well shoving things into my wardrobe, but that's practically the same thing. I get dressed in some comfy clothes, and organise all my character work and script work on the table. I have a lot of thoughts about Tabby and her story. She's allowed me to tap into something more confident and almost powerful. I need to be more like her.

There's a knock at the door. He's five minutes early. I look through the peephole and there he is. Dressed all in black with his laptop and files. He looks so gorgeous. I hype myself up before opening the door. Don't fuck this up Y/N. You've got this!

"Hey!" I say it just a bit too loud, but he walks into my room ignoring that.

"Hey" He smiles. I lead him to the coffee table and sofa in my room. We sit down, our knees touching. That damned spark again.

"So ive had a read through the script and i think i understand most of the subtext theres a few places where id love your help!" He starts rifling through his copy of the script, hes marked places he thinks would be best paired with something unique. It looks like my script, all covered in highlighter and markings. I cant help but smile at how much he seems to be enjoying this job.

"Can i just ask why you took the job?". I ask, "not that youre not equipped for it, its just im sure you and the kids are always busy." He shifts in his seat to face me.

"I loved doing deadpool. And Ryan asked if we'd like to this film and we read the script and loved it. Unfortunately only the 3 of us could find the time to make it out here. Minho and seungmin have long-standing MCing jobs, I.Ns filming his acting debut," he leans in,"which you didn't hear from me. Hyunjin is creating a fashion line with versace, and Felix has gone back to Australia for a few months."

"Didn't you want to join him? Felix, I mean. Go back home and enjoy being with your family?" I ask

"A part of me did Yeah, but my sister Hannah's out here anyway and I've planned to see her a few times. She may even spend sometime on set with us if I can sort that out."

"Oh I'd love that!! Weirdly enough I actually found your guys music through Hannah's YouTube channel. People kept mentioning her brother so I checked out your music. Think Maniac may have been the first song I listened too." I admitted.

"I was gonna ask you about that actually. I heard you and Ryan bonded over your love of our music?"

"Yeah", I said shyly. "Kind of embarrassing, but yeah. During preproduction rehearsal for the dance scenes we'd blast your music for warm up. We actually almost used Thunderous for one of the dance routines!"

"You were really good before by the way. I forgot to say before. Me, Han and Changbin all thought you could give danceracha a run for their money." I blush. I don't know if this is him flirting but I bloody hope it is

"That's very sweet of you," for what feels like hours, but is merely seconds we hold eye contact. He then looks down at my lips and back to my eyes. I must be imagining that.

"You know what you want?" I break the gaze by pulling out the hotels room service menu.

The next few hours we spend talking about the script and characters. It feels like we've known each other for ages. He's so inspiring with his passion for his job, he's fueling the passion I have for my own. Everything we say in agreement, totally understanding the story in the same way. Dissecting the relationships and themes with such glee.

It's almost midnight by the time he leaves. I walk him to his door, a total of 4 steps from my own.

"Goodnight," i say, "I had a lot of fun!"

"Me too" He replies opening his door. "What time is your call time tomorrow?" He asks leaning against the door frame.

"Keith's picking me up at 9" I reply

"I'll message Sara to say I'm joining you, if that's cool with you?" He queries, running his hand through his slightly curly hair.

"I meet you out here at 8:50?"

"It's a date. Goodnight Y/N."

"Goodnight Christopher"

"I like that. You using my full name."

"I'll keep that in mind". We kind of just hang there in our respective door frames.

"Goodnight....I think that's the 3rd time I've said that." I laugh "ill see you in the morning" He nods and we close our doors.

I go to my bed and ring my mum to tell her about everything that's just happened. She answers but can't stay on the call for long, she's about to head off to work. I hate time differences.

[animekpop15]

Cos I like you

Prologue

Edit: watch the latest 2 kids room of bangchan x changbin and felix x changbin to understand some references.

Chapter 1

Hyunjin got back to the dorm after long hours of practicing. He grabbed a bottle of water and sat down on the sofa. Next to him, Bang Chan was excitedly texting someone.

Hyunjin smirked a bit and asked, "Hyung why are you looking at your phone like you're in love?"

Bang chan looked at hyunjin with shocked eyes and said "no no noo it's not like that. It's just I got in touch with an old friend after a long time. We sort of lost contact when I moved to Korea which was maaaany years ago so.."

"Ohhh wow that's nice. What's he like?" Hyunjin continued the conversation

"Well SHE's still just the same as before. She was always pretty sweet and kind. I'm glad we're talking again."

"So it is a girl. Hmm....waaait, did you tell her that you're a kpop idol? or does she already know?" Hyunjin got curious.

"Nope. Not a single clue. We were friends when we were 10 year olds and she only knew my Christian name, Chris. So I doubt it." Chan smiled to himself

Hyunjin chucked a bit and replied "She's gonnabe so shocked. I wonder how she'll react. What's her name?"

"Y/N"

"That doesn't sound Korean or Christian." Hyunjin stated. "Yeah I know. She's from India. But her parents moved to Australia. I used to have a lot of Indian friends in Australia. I feel so nostalgic now that I'm talking to her after a looong time."

"Oh wow hyung, you have friends from all over the  world. I wish I was like you." Hyunjin smiled.

"You want to see her pic?"

"Yeah sure."

They waited for y/n's selfie to upload.

After 5 minutes, bang chan rolled his eyes and said "The wi-fi is always so slow. I guess I'll have to show once the pic loads.." Chan sighed.

"Ahh it's okay don't worry. I can see the pic later. I'm sure she's pretty. Happy for you" Hyunjin replied in a teasing manner. Before Chan could reply, Hyunjin went off into his room with his bottle of water.

"I don't even know how she looks. Come on Hyunjin." Chan whined to himself but was still curious about how you've been and what you've been up to.

A new message popped up

Y/N: Am I so ugly that you won't even respond to my messages anymore? T^T

Chan: NOOOOO! it's the damn Wi-Fi. Your pic won't load. Wait...for the time being I'll send you my selfie and you can reply.

Y/N: will your WiFi let you send pics if the connection is so poor?

Chan sent the pic and the downloading circle kept on revolving.

Chan: I guess not :( we'll see each later I suppose.

Y/N: hmm okay. anyways how have u been? what's it like in Korea?

Chan thought for a minute before replying

Chan: pretty good! I'm pursuing higher studies. I live in a dorm. Other than that, I've been working on making my music. What about you?

Y/N: that sounds so exciting! I hope your dreams come true one day.

Chan chuckled at the message and thought little does she know.

Y/N: I'm also pursing my higher studies but all the classes are online so I'm at home haha. I'm actually coming to Korea for vacation soon. I thought if I'm going to Korea I could at least find the one friend who I knew also went there.

Chan: I'm really glad you did. It's so lovely to talk to you again. I hope you come to Korea soon so we can meet.

Y/N: same bro. I'll let you know the dates soon. Oh well g2g. TTYS?

Chan: Sure take care bye!

Chan switched off his phone and thought that he'll probably have to tell his members to pretend to be students for a while. He knows y/n will know the truth soon but it could be shocking to give y/n such a huge news abruptly.

Changbin came out of his room and in his most aegyo and high pitched voice said: Channiiiee hyung~ let's cuddle nowww pleaseeeee"

With a gleam in his eyes, Chan suddenly got up replied in a similar voice "Changbinniieeee~ I'll hold youuuu."

And they went off in his room to cuddle. Despite being older than the '00 liners, these 2 were way more playful and loved to act silly. Hyunjin heard their voices and rolled his eyes. 2 peas in a pod Hyunjin thought and smirked. Hyunjin's phone rang and he picked up. "Felix what's up?"

"Changbin again left me on read. Not that it bothers me though. Anyways what's up?"

"He's having a cuddle session with chan right now so I doubt he's gonna check his phone" Hyunjin said with a laugh.

"Ahhh I remember we used to do that too when we were roommates" felix said while looking at his changbin plushie and slightly pouting.

Hyunjin started laughing "you sound upset?? What is this? A love triangle? Want me to go tell Chan hyung to back off?"

"Hey hey hey it's not like that okay?" Felix replied in defence. Hyunjin was still laughing and replied "Sure sure, also you don't have to worry about Chan taking changbin hyung any-" Hyunjin stopped mid sentence. He didn't know if he should talk about y/n to Felix without Chan's permission.

"Huuuh? And why is that?" Felix asked playfully.

Hyunjin took a minute and replied

"Because he's mr steal your girl, not steal your boy."

And they both started laughing. After a few moments, felix replied "ok well the reason I was calling was because I wanted to come by and work on our unit song. Is that okay?

Hyunjin replied that it's okay and he can come anytime. Felix packed some food and left his dorm.

[sugar-petals]

hey angel (m)

♡  sub!felix + reader 

↳ The JYP Halloween party is ditched on short notice. That means: You have a down-to-celebrate boyfriend in full angel costume on your hands.

words. 5k 

tags. domestic au, finger sucking, hickeys, latex, corruption kink, fingering, vaginal sex, footjob, harnesses, cunnilingus, kitten antics, edging, aftercare 

★⎡CARO’S NOTE⎦› here goes the cutie on duty 👼

genre. domestic + smut/crack

„So sorry mate,“ Bang Chan’s voice resounds through the speaker. „I thought it could work but… We can’t celebrate tonight. Really sorry, Felix. Changbin and I already got dressed up too, but, you know things got shut down. JYP won’t let us with the Corona rules and stuff.“

„Oh no…“

„Yeah, man. Looks like we’ll have to do it next year.“

„You even prepared the food already, right?“

„We’re handing it out to staff and eat it at home. I know, it sucks. I spent half the morning in the kitchen. I can like keep the pumpkin cookies so you can eat them tomorrow after practice or so.“

„I feel so sorry Chan… and thank you.“

„I’ll be calling Hyunjin and Han now as well. Really sorry we’re cancelling short notice. I hope you’re still having a nice evening bro. Maybe we can make it happen for Christmas.“

„Okay. Cheers mate.“

„Yeah, cheers.“

Felix puts his phone down looking more than deflated in his angel costume, puffs out a big sigh. You can tell he really looked forward to this. Just an hour before, you bothered to sew the wings in place rather than rely on the wobbly back-pack like construction that came with it. 

They’re firmly attached to his white top now, and all for nothing. He glued them together by himself with a pack of synthetic feathers ordered on Etsy for a ridiculous shipping cost, along with a little halo that he clipped into his hair. Which, because maybe it really does sense his mood, dangles low and even a bit lopsided over his head.

„It’s the party of the year,“ Felix flops down on the living room couch. “I can’t believe this.“

You sit down opposite to him, starting to clean off the table where masses of cosmetic products and leftover feathers have piles up.

„Next time, Lixie. We can keep the costume. Poor Chan, he organized the living shit out of everything.“

„I’ll just go and shower, get this off, and stuff,“ he points at his face. Felix applied his own makeup with a little help from you here and there, including some golden sparkles. Just yesterday, he bleached his hair. It’s sculpted down to every strand with hair spray now. Felix unties his sneakers with the little gold stars on. Just before he starts plucking off his halo, you get an idea, pick up your phone from the table.

„Wait— Let’s at least make some pictures with your phone, you put so much effort in this. You look so cute. The fans might want to see it as well.“

„Oh! You’re right,“ Felix stops right in his tracks. „For Instagram.“

After tightening his sneakers again and you making sure the halo sights right, Felix walks around your flat in search for a nice backdrop. You follow, quickly flipping through some filters to try, and adjusting the flash on the camera.

After posing at the fridge — strange idea — and in the bathroom turns out a little awkward as well, you decide that such an elaborate costume needs a themed background, and only the bedroom offers just that. You recently changed the duvet to sky blue sheets with clouds on them. The overall interior is mostly clean white as well, with some thrifted vintage furniture. Fairy lights, heavy curtains, a wooden ceiling. Perfect.

„We’ll caption it as… post your own stay-at-home costume, something like that,“ Felix plops down on the bed, acting as if he just took a seat on the cloud in the very middle.

„Sounds pretty good,“ you press release, and the first picture pops up on your screen. „Can you turn a little towards the light? That the sparkles are showing.“

„Yay, I love the sparkles!“

„Just like this, just like this. Don’t move. The sparkles!“

A five-picture series of more snapshots ensues, with you adjusting Felix’s face a few times by hand, even, turning his chin by sheer millimeters to find the perfect angle. He’s stunning.

„I have another idea.“

„Oh?“

„I remember what I wore for Halloween three years ago. The costume must be somewhere. I think it fits together with yours.“

„What, oh wow?“

„What was it again, wait…“

You already begin to sort through your wardrobe, checking each hanger, each drawer, end up where you store your socks, and finally pull out a larger plastic zip bag from the very depths of all that chaos. There it is. Nice.

„Lix, if you’d turn around for me, please.“

He immediately does. Blushing.

„Thank you, angel.“

You pull off your sweat pants, your grey shirt, socks, your bra. Time to dress up. Only your simple black panties stay on. On goes a pair of scarlet stockings, snug and high. Then, a dark red latex skirt that goes in big circles and flounces, down to the mid-thigh. 

Added: A tight sleeveless peplum top that admittedly… and deliberately squeezes your boobs a little. Not too much. More important is that your nipples are showing right through, and the cleavage is sweeping, every demon would be salivating at your feet. If an angel does: Remains to be tested.

Around your waist and chest and over your shoulder goes a black harness, pulling everything together. Some very pointed, glossy pumps with thin heels complete the costume. They’re not crafted to be walked on in the very least, their balance is terrible. You’re planning something else with them. Cherry on top: Devil horn headband. Really curved and pointy, too. Can’t go wrong. You click your tongue and take a spin. The skirt flares out perfectly. Ready to go.

„Felix, time to turn around.“

He does. You can tell he didn’t cheat.

„You’re, you’re so hot in this,“ Felix buries his face right in the comfort of his sweater paws, hoping they would not give away his embarrassed little face. But — his voice does, effortlessly so.

„Come on, have a look at me. Real closely, angel, come. You’re allowed to.“

Felix gazes through his fingers with what sounds like a little meep! in a much more high-pitched tone than his usual speaking range. He’s cute.

„Hey pum’kin. Miss Lucifer speaking. Where’s the barbecue?“

Felix and you recently agreed that hell must be one big and extremely hot cave where everyone’s grilling and having a good time. Australia, essentially.

„Welp!“

„Damn right. Infiltrating God’s realm one cloud at a time. Any last words?“

„It’s so intimidating!“

Felix digs himself into a mountain of pillows on the bed, with only his eyes and nose peeking out. You shrug, adjust your horns.

„Hm. Time for my first satanic act I guess.“

„Oh no!“

„Wait just one minute, be a sweet and patient boy.“

You leave Yongbok confused given that you’re quick to hurry to the kitchen. However, what you return with puts a giggle on his lips right away.

„Boom. It is served.“

„Yes, yes, please!“

Poufy black cocoa cupcakes. The ones with the cute little ghost frosting on it, and the melted chocolate inside. Felix finds them irresistable since the last Halloween party, to the point where you bake them mid-July. The current set of cupcakes was meant to be a contribution to Bang Chan’s eerie and delectable buffet. As for now, they’re in deep need of someone hungry since you made a lot of them, assuming a post-workout Changbin would devour at least five or more.

„Good move,“ he admits, a little shaky, and you proceed to tray the cupcakes on the bed — stuffing Felix for a solid ten minutes until there’s chocolate all over his face. What you’ll be quick to confess is that you’ve been deliberately messy feeding him, with all the crumbs in particular.

„Spoiled honey bun,“ you plant a kiss on top of his head.

„These taste so good, I swear.“

Next up is Felix who has to carefully maneuver the sweet treats into your mouth without spoiling your outfit.

„If you get crumbs into my cleavage, I can’t put your face in there later you know.“

Fierce nodding.

„That’s the spirit.“

Under your eagle eyes, he proves to be an obedient little cherub doing his job pretty well. The cakes are delicious in how spongy they are, and the liquid chocolate warms up so well on the tongue, it melts even more. You’re more than pleased and have Felix store away the remaining four pieces only after quite a while.

„I’ll have them for Brekkie, woo!“ is what he’s fast to proclaim, and you agree he’ll need them the next morning. Once you’re done with him, that’s gonna count as a hangover even Chan’s wildest party couldn’t give him.

„We’re talking dinner first, Felix.“

At this point, all the sugar is kicking in. Or it’s the chocolate being some kind of aphrodisiac. Whatever, could be either, you’re feeling like you’re up there at the ceiling, and you’re not the only one. Felix coming back to the bedroom so bouncy and cutieful just gets you even more in the mood.

You sit at the edge of the bed, slanting backward just a little. „You look like you need some more corruption, I won’t lie,“ you pat your lap, beckoning. He can ditch wifi because this is his favorite hot spot waiting for him. Felix sits down looking tiny as ever, eyes full of anticipation and his pants full of… big fat late night erection.

„I don’t mind at all, Miss. I don’t, oh my god…“ he mumbles into his nonexistent Aussie trucker beard, and you’re clear that whatever the skirt did to him, his brain must be doing kangaroo somersaults right now. In the meantime, something very eager is poking right at your lower belly. Captain Boomerang already came fully armed tonight and the Suicide Squad isn’t even anywhere near to be seen.

„Oh hey hey, cupcake. Getting really big there,“ you wipe at the curled little corners of his mouth. Some crumbs come off. His lips already twitch the way you know they want to do naughty things on you. He doesn’t seem to notice. Autopilot Felix has already taken over.

„Don’t hurry with it,“ he stares, mouth half-open, but his little grinds prove him a dirty — in an entirely direct sense — fucking liar. Like he’s literally rubbing himself against your stomach.

„Boy oh boy. You’re not even trying.“

„I’m fucked!“ is what Felix soon realizes with the daggers you’re shooting at him through your hopefully very satanic-looking eyes right now. Alongside catching up with his darn hips doing their own thing.

„You are.“

„I’m sorry for grinding, God help me!“

„He won’t. Cuz I’m here on your cloud. Cue stage number two of my demonic plan. Safeword?“

„It’s chocolate!“

„Mh. Good pick.“

The rest as usual. Tapping the thigh, yellow for pause, towels plus water ready, and always double-checking the lube in case of Jisung putting a glass of vegemite under your bed as his latest practical joke. Yes, it happened. It’s a whole new level of demonic. On the other hand: perhaps Felix’ ass could’ve actually handled it, Made in Australia it is. 

„Let’s go honey angel,“ you curl at his hair with a little finger just to tease him a little more. The answer is a little meow, at this point Felix’ communication skills have simplified to kitten vocabulary which always happens when he is nervous and looking forward to something.

Next thing poor Felix knows, his face has entered the scorching satanic abyss that is your cleavage. Literally, you’re burning up. It’s fucking October and Felix has you breaking a sweat from all your horniness (literally, your horns are just that chic) already. Twice the reason to punish the shit out of him. If that can be considered anything near a punishment.

A shower of various „Mh— nh!“ and mewling noises comes to rain down on you while Felix face takes a trip down mammary lane, and that, too, is literal. He’s salivating. So much about rain. Actually, great lubrication. Felix always does things best by instinct.

„Yes, good boy. Great job.“

Now that his mouth is wet already, you’re unceremonious about shoving your fingers right down his throat after he resurfaces. Blushed, hard, and ready to choke himself since he’s already running short on breath. It doesn’t take long until he’s gagging himself stupid and the sparkles under his eyes start running.

„Pretty, pretty,“ you lean down a little, kissing his nose. „Give me all you got.“

„Gh—gch—“

The answer is as slobbery and unintelligible as can be. To a normal human, at least. You’re a demonic top. That automatically means having an Ivy League major in gag noise translation.

„Oh yes, I know,“ you stroke his hair, using your free hand that usually rests at the back of his neck. „Talk to me about it. Exactly what I was thinking. Do go on.“

And he does, louder than ever. If there’s one satisfying sound, it’s this, that heavenly deep voice doing all kinds of nasty acrobatics is making you go crazy. That Felix is absolutely close to cumming in his angel pants is very much clear to you given how the veins and muscles on his neck are having a chaotic Halloween party on their own.

Which includes his tongue taking turns on your two fingers as well. And a wide-eyed Felix struggling, swallowing, holding on to your shoulders with his little feet twitching in their sneakers. Like mad… and you love it. But also — hopelessly sucking and moaning and slurping and squealing until his neck has way too much saliva on it for you not to make it your next target. Felix is so good at this. Way too good.

„Looks delicious,“ you lean in, your hair tickles his ears. And now, you’re busy nibbling, biting a little… and most importantly, giving Felix a wet hickey that will send his makeup artist — my God, you really torture the unsuspecting man almost weekly — into a meltdown. Rowdy and unholy is the look you’re going for.

In the meantime, Felix is still wrapped up trying to hit your fingers at the back of his throat. If his cute bouncy run and rude boner moment didn’t turn you on already, now you would be. The way he’s just sucking in his own spit makes you realize that you won’t ever need a fire brigade for your flat.

You emerge from his neck and raise your brows. Felix is just hard-wired to impress. „Just how much saliva can you produce!“

„Ch… Mnh— Nh…“

Hitting some more complex syntax and consonants there, is he.

„Oh, I get it now. You stayed hydrated during the day. Thanks for explaining, mate. That’s the secret.“

Whether that’s perfectly scientifically correct down to the enzyme theory and shit neither of you can google right now. At least you know that you’re both drenched on either end so that’s that.

Once Felix is so horny from deepthroating your damn hand that he has pull off and yellow-word, you’re already prepared for introducing a new position which you can prepare while he’s gathering himself and wiping off his chin. You hand him a second towel for his neck, and present him a little hand mirror to see how the hickey turned out.

„It’s shaped like, hm,“ he pants, words still slurring a little. „I dunno! It’s really cute!“

„Let me see… No doubt that’s a rice cake hickey. That’s the shape.“

„You’re right!“

And off he goes snapping a selfie with it while you get comfortable on your back, cleaning your own fingers.

„Just don’t upload that one to Insta instead of the cloud shots, we’re not gonna survive another Manager call at 1:15 AM.“

„Can I use your phone for it? That’s where it’s supposed to be on, anyway.“

Felix giggles a little. That cute brat. Always knowing how it’s done.

„Sure babe!“

And voilà, Felix is already occupied setting a good view of his new rice cake-shaped friend as your phone background. Good thing, helps his erection cool down a little, he was about to blow up his poor white pants. The acceptable unfair feat being that he’s just riling you up even more like that on the other hand.

„If you come to mommy now,“ you wriggle one foot in the air, the other splayed on the duvet, knee slightly bent. „Rubbing her pussy and doing your thing, you know how it goes.“

„Angel duties calling! What am I doing!“

At the speed of sound, Felix stores your phone back on the bedside table and crawls over in an instant. He props his chin on your abdomen and blinks.

„Sorry Ma’am. At your service. Never wanna keep you waiting.“

A big smile rouses his cheeks, and you boop them from either side. His peach fuzz is so soft and his eyes are so beautifully dark. You don’t waste any time keeping your skirt down for any longer. Another blink and Felix is already pawing — well, kneading and caressing technically — between your legs. He’s visibly understanding just how wet the whole finger sucking circus has left you now.

„What if I used my heels on your cock, boo. Still no cumming. Just my heels and my lil’ prince.“

Satanic plan stage number three. Felix has gotten to savor it last Christmas and for his birthday, and some time around the holidays in summer.

„I love it yay!“ Felix claps his hands. Baby, baby.

„C’mere then. Just keep on rubbing.“

His arms are fairly long enough. While you’re dragging the slender heels of either shoe right across the outlines on his crotch, Felix, eyes loosely closed, maintains a steady rhythm on your clit with three fingers lined up on the fabric of your panties.

„Oh fucking hell, Felix, shit—“

Whenever you masturbate, that alone would never do. You’d get frustrated after a while. Need more stimulation. But when Felix is on angel duty to keep your pussy soaked, it doesn’t need much to make your clit throb, even with your underwear still on. Guess that God’s little helpers know how to work their magic to make your head spin.

He’s hitting the right spot, with the right moves, and his other hand doesn’t miss out on a single opportunity to stroke at both the in- and outside of your thighs. The touch is so subtle, you twitch. Felix strokes on, delirious himself. His eyelids flutter.

„Fuck…“

Despite the little pause from earlier taking out most of his tension, your heels leave Felix with pants that are even more bulged out. That’s making it easy to direct your feet to jerk up and down at either side. You’d never know either of you would be so into this. Foot fetish and all.

Once he’s edged you to the point of moans, last thing you properly remember is calling it quits with the panties and telling him to line himself up. The heels kicked off, the skirt still on, you decide that unpacking your Halloween treat has been long overdue. You slide his pants down, roll down a pink condom, and grab his cock at the base to glide it all over your wet lips.

„Lix, come fuck me. You got me all horny. Satan is recruiting.“

„With me it’s not sinning,“ he smiles, brighter than the sun and you do right along. It’d be hard not to. Felix truly has the innocence of a virgin, the subtle confidence of an intermediate, the caution of a pro, and the kindness of a real veteran.

„You’re right about that Felix,“ you say, prop your entrance at the very tip, let the wetness do its job. „Come kiss your honey girl.“

And he does. Entering you with care for the right angle, letting your hip do the rest. What’s been circling and sucking your fingers so deliciously is now doing a hot job teasing and pleasing your tongue all over. His lips are amazingly soft and plump, they open so gently and feel electric on yours. A gentle squeeze around your left breast sparks a moan into the kiss from you. It’s Felix massaging your breasts while deepening his penetration, and you can tell the vegemite can stay under the bed today. You can tell Felix is getting more than flustered knowing it was all him who made you this dripping wet.

Even his dick seems to blush in sync. It’s fucking pink and red. Oh wait, that’s the condom. But knowing him and from your viewpoint, it’s still more flushed than before, no kidding. Faithfully pumping in and out of you at its full length now. You wrap your legs around his waist, the thrusts become deeper, shorter, parting you open much more, and filling you out so properly.

„So good. Right there, angel. Just right there. I’m loving that.“

Felix has a great dick. Best handy size, the girth’s comfortable, all nice and bendy, virtually no curve, you can always gyrate on it in any way and even take a complete 180 if you go from cowgirl to reverse (which you’d be doing right now but he’d crush his wings if he were on his back like that so no). Cherry on top, compact but soft balls that don’t steal the show but still do the trick during doggy. They’re whipping up the best cum in the world, so.

The slow kissing goes on and on and Felix tries to walk the tightrope of neither letting your pussy lips suck the orgasm out of him, nor making you cream his cock with shaky legs from all that gorgeous sloppy friction, and the kissing, and his sweet cherry shampoo scent that has your brain in absolute limbo.

With everything hanging by a thread like that, every kiss becomes special and full of a suspense that makes your lips tremble — either set, and Felix can hardly bear it himself.

His little halo is dangling back and forth, and you can tell by his face that all that thrusting has him in serious trouble. And you? Are fucking leaking and groaning, and that little shallow series of first contractions before your orgasm is already preparing you.

The sugar high from the cupcakes is fading, but your adrenaline is sure to replace it. You just want Felix to fuck you more and rock against him, and hold his head, and kiss him. God, his mouth is so warm and inviting, tastes so good like cocoa.

The pace joins yours without any effort, it adapts when your rhythm changes, and it stabilizes everything when you’re currently riding the high of his cock really filling you out so you can clench your muscles around him, feel him and tell him just you wait, I’ll milk you. He’s such a good kisser. You can feel all of your wetness running down your ass like it’s Christmas.

„Felix, I’m overflowing.“

„I’m so sorry,“ he whines into the kiss. „I’ll be washing the sheets.“

„Listen, baby,“ you break the tongue-on-tongue, „you doing laundry is really sexy. But the overflow is the best part. Just look what you’re doing to my body.“

You could ravage him on the spot. He’d probably lose it and cum in two seconds. Holding yourself before the edge is so tough right now.

„Shit… yellow again. Need a moment.“

Felix has to resort to a bit of cockwarming, and you use the little break to rid yourself off the harness. It’s not perfectly comfortable when you’re lying down. You’re about to fling it off the bed that Felix asks to wear it. Oh. Very well. It actually goes as a nice contrast on his white top, and the straps make it easy to adjust to him. And he wants it to sit on him really tightly. Oh again.

You realize—

On you, it’s only a fashion piece. Something random that came with the costume.

On him: It’s kinky.

„Hey hey. You look sexy, pum’kin,“ you pat at his chest. „Look at your waist, wow.“

Your sweet boy. It’s like it’s made for him. So cinched and the exact opposite of his costume. He’s a corrupted, dirty angel now, it’s perfect. With his pink neck and all sweaty face, and his little puppy gaze that will haunt you in your sex dreams because it literally just gets into your pants so much. Oh god, you just wanna cum. You have to distract yourself with chaste images of Felix washing the dishes or writing grocery lists with little hearts and emojis on them but that just makes it five times worse.

The way he puts the harness on with his dick inside you is so mouthwatering and cumworthy, you can’t wait to resume and switch your own brains off on that angel cock. Once Felix is ready to exit phase yellow and resume the session, your hands magically gravitate towards the straps of the harness at this waist.

„Can I?“

„M—hm!“

You have the time of your life grabbing and guiding him by the harness, controlling every thrust. Felix clenches up his teeth from how lavishly his cock is squeezing into your pussy.

„Oh babe,“ you groan out. „Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. Come on, angel.“

He’s not going to take it much longer. Felix is tensing all over, neck to the knees, it’s a huge shock wave in the making. That climax is going to be like a fucking punch into outer space.

„I’m really at my limit, I’m, I’m…!“

„Cum for me, angel,“ you reach to his neck to bring his lips down again. Your mouths going into shaky contact brings a big soaring moan with it.

„Ahn—!“

You lock lips, his face scrunches up, and you can tell that cum worth of three orgasms is currently pooling into the condom. You don’t belong to the mile high club, but going by how far up this feels, you might as well be. Those sweet shivers. And the little whines. It’s all too much for him, this one got him bad. Felix cumming is like the angels really are singing. With bells and harps and all that shit at once.

After pulling out, the ruined condom goes off lightning fast. Felix’ cock gets some much-needed cooling, but his face is on heavy duty. How he does it after almost getting his lights turned off, it’s a mystery, it must have been six whole loads he shot into you. You’d already be collapsing in his shoes. Felix still being able to put his mouth to work is an act of divine intervention. Honestly though, it doesn’t even take half a minute. Sloppy head from Felix is cryptonite, your stamina comes tumbling down. His tongue just knocks you out with an overwhelming rush of pleasure.

“Oh— yes...”

What is gravity? You don’t know what north and south mean anymore. He laps and sucks you through your high and your legs give up their soldier service. All you see it fluffy blonde strands of hair peeking from below your skirt, a glimpse of the harness, the rest is heavy growling and swearing from all of the contractions and Felix getting raw and dirty Down Under with no fears, literally none, to bury his face and move it around and let his tongue loose. Time and again Felix shows you he’s a swallower. Satanic agenda: success.

For tonight, your pussy will be nothing but glitter, cum, and spit. Swollen like crazy, properly fucked, and tipped to the absolute limit. Felix keeps on slicking up his face completely, and then brings you into the afterglow with his fingers. One at a time, barely adding stimulation. Just fetching you where you are and climbing down. Looks like you’ll share the cupcakes, this is a couple hangover in the making. In Felix’ case in particular. It’s like he signed up for testing a mad scientist’s latest designer drug.

„Wow wow… So you served me choco cupcakes and God’s menu,“ is the last thing he can say in his delirium before falling over. He’s so fucked out and went so wild on eating you, a part of the harness came off. Thank god his nose is so small, all that swiping could’ve broken the bridge and whatnot. And his lips, they’re twice as plump. You really have to compliment in on what his mouth has done today because that was some champ shit.

You’re both buffering on the sheets for a solid five minutes until you roll to the side. Towel… water… forehead kisses. Yes, forehead kisses most importantly. After gathering yourself a little, you pamper Felix into a heart rate around 90 rather than 120. And with the onset of exhaustion for the two of you, that’s not too hard after some minutes passing. Whispering sweet nothings and praise is all you do up until 2 AM and after. Felix is somewhere between worlds, one foot in the door of the dreamland, the other soaking up the care and the intoxicating, thick scent of the room that has a lot of cherry shampoo in it.

At some point. You loosen the harness, pull off his shirt with the wings attached. The halo you unsuccessfully try to spot in his hair. Turns out: It flew off. Felix really must’ve made Satan proud if it fell down just like that. Good job. Felix has earned a title of being a dirty angel now, and by the way he’s chugging water now, a wet one on top of that.

Five tons of spit, six, seven, who knows how many he’s afforded for today. A head pat is not enough, it has to be several, and Felix passes out onto the pillows. As good as you can, you wipe him down, bin the condom, get off his shoes and his half-pulled down trousers. After staggering to the bathroom, your skirt and peplum shirt follows, the stockings stay on, they’re cozy as hell. Last but not least, you remove your devil horns. It feels like they granted you the most unknown demonic powers.

Next time Felix is on his way to making you cum again, you’ll be wearing them, and you’ll last the way you did tonight. Meanwhile, Bang Chan is blowing up your phone because Felix pressed send by accident earlier, but you don’t notice. It just keeps on vibrating on the bedstand and Chris will have to riddle over the rice cake selfie for the rest of November.

Felix dozes with an angelic little smile on his lips and puffs his cheeks in his sleep, his makeup wiped and his hair truly messy. Instagram can wait. Maybe you’ll get to brush your teeth a little later, it usually takes some time until you wake up again and topple to the sink. You huddle together, tuck your sweet baby pum’kin into his second favorite spot at your chest. Ah, the glory of Felix little spooning.

As the last signature, you nibble at his ear, call him your cutie pie, and switch the lights off. You have to listen closely but if you do, it’s like Felix is purring in his sleep. Whatever your own dreamland is planning to launch on you tonight, you’re looking forward to it.

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Way to You

➵ Stray Kids: Bang Chan x fem. reader / one shot, college AU, friends to lovers AU / fluff

➵ warnings: slight cursing, mentions of alcohol/drinking, a teeny tiny bit sexual suggestiveness (nothing explicit)

➵ word count: 5.7k

You are in trouble.

You are in really big trouble.

Staring at the sleeping person beside you, you think about what to do next.

Maybe you could move to a different country, take on the maiden name of your mother and become a dog sitter. You like dogs! Love them, even. Cats too, you’re not picky.

Or maybe you could apply to be one of those people being shot into space to colonize Mars. It’s probably chill up there - not many people, and even better: no Chan. Probably no wifi too, though. But well, you like reading so you could always pass time by bringing enough books, right?

Or maybe, as an easier and far less dramatic solution: you could just pretend to not remember anything from last night - honestly, from the way your head is pounding right now, it doesn’t even seem that far fetched. 

For now you decide to just slide out of bed before the man beside you wakes from his deep slumber, and to flee from his house, hoping no one is going to see you. No witnesses, no crime, right?

At least you’re still wearing a shirt and most of your underwear, so … it could be worse. 

Probably.

Right?!

You take in a deep breath and carefully lift the blanket, slowly wiggling towards the edge of the bed. Before you can successfully escape though, Chan beside you groans, and wraps one arm around your waist to pull you close to his own warm body again. You almost squeal, but manage to press your lips together to stifle the noise.

Chan’s breathing is soft and steady - so for now, he’s still asleep, but you need to get away from him as quickly as possible. So you try to escape for a second time, carefully prying his arm from your body and placing it back on the mattress. This time, you successfully slide out of bed, silently landing on your feet and almost losing your balance - you are in desperate need of some water, it seems. Dehydration is no joke, kids. Quietly, you slip into your jeans and grab your bra dangling from a bedpost. You also look for your purse but after being unable to locate it, you finally tiptoe out of the room. As soon as you’ve managed to close the door behind you, you exhale, relief spreading through your whole body. You’re fine, you’re good, you’re almost out of here! You pretty much run towards the bathroom, and suppress a groan when you see your tired hangover face staring back at you in the mirror. After drinking some water straight from the tap, you wash off the pitiful rest of your makeup, put your hair up into a ponytail and deem yourself ready to leave the solidarity of the bathroom again - and to face whoever’s already awake.

The frat house is almost eerily quiet at this time of day, so you try not to make a sound while sneaking downstairs, cringing whenever one of the steps creaks under your weight. You sigh in relief when you’ve finally made it downstairs, and begin to smile when you spot your purse dangling from the back of a chair. To your delight, the keys to your flat, your wallet and phone are all still in there. Maybe the world isn’t as bad of a place as you’re sometimes making it out to be. “Morning.” You squeal and turn around, hand clutching your chest. Hyunjin chuckles when he sees your shocked expression, and silently toasts you with the mug he is holding in one hand. “Well don’t you look lovely so early in the morning.”, he teases, and you stick out your tongue at him. “I’m very sorry to inform you that not everyone has been blessed with a perfect morning face, oh dear Adonis.”, you just answer, and he grins. “Want some coffee”?, he asks, already reaching for a second mug, but halts in his movement when he sees your hesitant expression. Your eyes slide towards the stairwell and back at the young man in front of you again. “I- I should go.”, you say, and he just nods, hand falling away from the coffee pot. “Sure. Have a nice day, then.” For some reason, he seems disappointed, but you try not to give it too much thought. So you just smile at him, before ducking out into the hallway to grab your shoes and jacket, quickly leaving the frat house behind. It’s a cold morning for early autumn, mist hanging between the trees and making it difficult to see, and you bury both hands in your pockets while walking towards the direction of your flat. It’s weirdly quiet, and you’re almost regretting your decision to leave the house so abruptly, even though it was probably the more… sensible thing to do. Chan and you have a long, complicated history - missed opportunities, bad timing, broken hearts. For some reason, it just never seems to work between you guys. There’s always either another person standing between you, or some miscommunication happens, or he is suddenly leaving to spend a term abroad in Australia or or or … the list goes on and on. You’ve never managed to find your way to each other.

Yesterday was his welcome back party, and as part of the “inner circle”, you’d of course been invited to join the surprise gathering as well. You truly love and adore all the boys living at the frat house, even though you want to smack Minho pretty much 24/7, really dislike Hyunjin’s perfect face and superior smirk whenever he plays beer pong against you, and are almost a bit annoyed at Jeongin’s cuteness (you would probably let him get away with literal murder). You also can’t believe the amount of chicken Seungmin manages to eat in a day, and have long lost count of how many times you’ve had to drag Changbin out of the cave he calls his room so he’d finally see some sunlight again and get that vitamin D. No wonder he never grew past the 1.70m mark. Felix is the only one you’d never say anything against, the man being too sweet (and cute) for his own good. He is just sunshine personified. You’d legit burn down cities to protect him. You had met the seven young men during your freshman year, all thanks to your then new roommate and your now best friend Jisung. The others had pretty much accepted you with open arms, and almost just as quickly, you had fallen head over heels for Chan. But who can blame you? Not only is he incredibly handsome, but also funny, witty, smart and always down to clown. Your perfect man in the shape of a talented, beautiful goofball. And he seems to be more than interested in you as well, often shamelessly flirting with you, touching you more than necessary and generally being a total sweetheart towards you.

And yet - … and yet … for some reason, it just never seems to work between you two. Fate is against you, apparently. 

Exhausted, you unlock the front door to the flat you share with Jisung, hoping that he is either still at his girlfriend’s place, or deeply asleep. You need a long hot shower and some alone time afterwards. 

And coffee, lots of it. Or tea. One or the other, you’re honestly not picky.

Sadly, fate is against you yet again: Jisung sits at the kitchen table, dark eyes almost entirely hidden by too long hair falling into his handsome face. He should really get a haircut. As soon as he lays eyes on you, he gives you a cheeky smile. “Good moooorning.”, he says, tone of voice way too cheerful so early in the day. You sigh internally, but give him a small smile in return and murmur a greeting back. “You look awful.”, your roommate then states, and you roll your eyes at him. “I guess my exterior reflects my inner self, then.”, you grumble, and take the mug of coffee he is sliding your way with a curt nod of your head. “Rough night?”, he asks, lip twitching. You give him a critical look, gnawing on your lower lip. Jisung had left the party around 1am, his girlfriend getting tired and finally wanting to go home. 

So how much does he know?

Knowing the boys … they might have instantly texted him, telling him about you staying the night.

With Chan.

In Chan’s room.

After not having seen him for six months.

After having pretty much confessed to him only seconds before he had to take a cab to get to the airport to leave for his term spent abroad. 

What can you say, timing has never been one of your strong suits. 

Jisung is still staring at you, obviously waiting for your answer. You snap out of your thoughts and take a sip of coffee. You grimace when the bitter taste hits your tongue; Jisung always likes his coffee a lot stronger than you. Pretty much the only strong thing about him though. “It was… long.”, you finally say, and place the mug back on the kitchen table, “And I really need a shower now.” With that, you quickly leave the kitchen again, ignoring your roommate’s low chuckle.

Oh that bastard so knows.

Meaning you have to add a few names to your death note.

Monday is the worst day of the week.

Monday should just cease to exist. Why can’t the week just begin with a nice, chill Tuesday?

You like Tuesdays. Tuesdays are cool.

Mondays on the other hand… They just don’t sit well with you. 

“JISUNG, I SWEAR TO GOD, YOU HAVE FIVE SECONDS BEFORE I’M GOING TO BREAK DOWN THIS DAMN DOOR!”, you yell, and continue to hammer your fist against the locked bathroom door.

He’s been in there for almost an hour now, probably using up all the hot water. You can’t believe he’s doing this to you. There’s only about twenty minutes left before you have to leave for your first class, and you definitely need a hot shower and some concealer. Maybe a miracle. Where’s your make-over-sequence when you need it?! Why are you not a young heroine in a quirky rom-com, then you’d probably look perfectly styled all the time. But no, you’ll probably have to go to class with greasy third-day-hair, sweatpants and the biggest eye bags the world has ever seen. Fifty shades of dark circles under your eyes - the perfect movie title should your life ever get turned into one. Probably a solid 10% on Rotten Tomatoes, maybe 15% if the viewers feel generous. Your life just ain’t that interesting so far.

“JI-FUCKING-SUNG!” You kick the door - or well, you want to. Because in that second, your roommate finally decides to open it, so you accidentally kick his shin instead of the wooden door. He yelps, and doubles over in pain. “Hey, I thought you were a pacifist. Violence is never the answer and all that stuff!”, he complains, voice laced with pain, and you feel like, 20% sorry. Or maybe only 15%. “It’s your own fault if you need half an eternity to get ready.”, you scoff, and squeeze past him to get inside the bathroom and to finally take your long awaited shower. “Aren’t you a joy to have around in the morning.”, Jisung just replies, and you flip him off before closing the door into his puffy morning face.

You’re almost late to class, but not because you took too long in the bathroom, oh no. This is Jisung’s fault again - being the annoying parasite that he simply is, he used up the last of your favorite tea, meaning you had to search through the kitchen cabinets to find your less tasty emergency back-up tea. Finding it had taken way too long, because about two weeks ago, Jisung had randomly decided to move everything around inside the cabinets, and now you can’t find shit anymore. He should really get a hobby or two.

You’re out of breath by the time you reach the lecture hall, and almost frozen to death thanks to the temperature dropping way too low last night. Your hair is still wet because you didn’t have time to blow dry it this morning, so you know you’ll look like a crazy witch in approximately half an hour. Having unruly hair is fun. “Hey, Y/N!”, someone yells as soon as you walk through the door, and you jump, almost spilling the back-up tea all over yourself. Thankfully, you manage to maneuver the small thermos flask away from your body, so the hot liquid spills onto the floor instead of your clothes. You shoot a silent apology to the cleaning staff. Your eyes zone in on the person responsible for your near-death-experience, and you groan when Minho flashes you a cheeky smile. It’s way too early to deal with demons, you decide, and are about to turn around and search for a more welcoming or even unfamiliar face in the crowd of students, when Hyunjin appears at your side, mirroring Minho’s gleeful expression. 

“Hell’s empty and all the devils are here.”, you mutter under your breath, and Hyunjin laughs, before shoving you towards the empty seat beside Minho. “Stop quoting Shakespeare, you drama queen.”, he just says, and takes the seat on your other side. “I still don’t understand why you had to take the same class as me this term. There are endless other classes you could have chosen. Endless, I’m telling you!”, you mumble, expression grumpy. Minho chuckles. “And rid you of our extremely pleasant company and highly amusing commentary? Never.” You just scoff and open your backpack, rummaging through it until you find your small notebook and pen. Call you old fashioned but you actually like to take notes by hand, eyeing Minho’s sleek MacBook Pro with slight distaste (and maybe a hint of envy). Hyunjin’s doing… better, you guess, because he too is taking notes by hand, but he just has a random assortment of loose paper instead of a bound notebook. You already know he’ll have lost half his notes by the end of the day and will probably ask to borrow yours. Oh that sweet chaos boy. 

“How was the rest of your weekend?”, Minho asks, “You were gone by the time we all got up on Saturday, people were really sad and disappointed by your sudden disappearance, you know.” His tone of voice is innocent, too innocent. You know exactly who “people” includes. Oh, you know it way too well. “I had things to do.”, you answer curtly, eyes stubbornly trained at the front of the room where the teacher’s just trying to set up his laptop. You hope he’ll hurry, because you really don't want to continue talking to Hyunjin and Minho. But apparently, the teacher is a hopeless case, looking at the different cables with a big question mark on his face. What is it with boomers and technology, honestly. “Come on, my dude. Please hurry.”, you whisper, watching the man intensely, both eyebrows drawn together. You try to send him mental strength, because he actually looks like he’s about to cry. You’d go and help him if you weren’t sitting at the very back of the lecture hall. Hyunjin pokes your cheek, and you jump. “Answer us, coward.”, he says, sounding way too pleased. “My weekend was fine. The hangover was uncool, but I spent the rest of the day destroying Jisung at Mario Kart and eating greasy food, so it could have been worse. Sunday was uneventful, I just caught up with some of my reading materials for class this week.”, you recap your last two days in a flat voice, “How about you guys?” “Those were the oh-so-important things you “had to do”? Groundbreaking, truly.” You ignore Minho’s sarcasm and begin to play with the cap of your pen. “Well we had to clean the house after Chan’s welcome home party, of course. And then he showed us some of the pictures he took in Australia - there was this one really cute one where he was cuddling a koala, I’m sure you’d love it.”, Hyunjin tells you, and you’re this close to kicking him. How dare he put the mental image of Chan cuddling a koala in your head. You hate how much you love it. Just because you really like koalas of course, this has nothing to do with Chan himself. If you repeat it over and over again, you might actually believe it one day. Probably not. Ugh, Hyunjin and Minho are truly the worst possible friends you could ask for. Who needs enemies when you have friends like these. “Cool.”, you just murmur, and thank the Heavens above when you see that some student has finally taken mercy on your teacher and is helping him set up. Soon after, the lecture begins, and as annoying as Hyunjin and Minho may be, they usually do take their studies seriously, so they finally shut up and leave you be. You sigh in relief, and begin taking notes as well.

You don’t even know why you agreed to come. 

You don’t want to be here.

At the frat house.

Again.

You were just here last week, and everyone knows how that ended.

You had managed to avoid seeing Chan all week - not that it was difficult, seeing as you don’t share a single class with him. But he hasn’t texted you either, and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t a teeny tiny bit disappointed.

You grind your teeth, cursing Jisung and his stupidly cute hamster cheekies and puppy eyes. You hate to admit it, but you’re prepared to give him just about anything whenever he looks at you with his deep brown eyes while puffing out his cheeks. Honestly, what did the Universe think all those years ago, bringing him into your life?! Why couldn’t someone else have answered your ad about searching for a new roommate? Why did it have to be Jisung?

This whole mess is really just Jisung’s fault.

If it weren’t for him, you’d probably never have met the perfection that is Christopher Bang Chan. 

“Are you trying to set the house on fire by staring at it? Because I’m sorry to disappoint, but I’m pretty sure it ain’t gonna work.”, your best friend says, voice laced with barely hidden glee. 

He knows how much you hate being here. You had only agreed to come after Jisung had promised Chan wouldn’t be here this evening. Pinky-promised, even! But you already see his car parked outside the frat house, and that can only mean one thing - Jisung has betrayed you. That bastard. This is how Jesus must have felt when he found out about Judas’s betrayal. Or Caesar, when he was stabbed by those closest to him, including his own son Brutus. You really can’t trust men. Your heart aches for your other best friend, but of course she just had to graduate top of her class and therefore go attend the most prestigious university in the country. Meaning she’s about a thousand miles away from you right now. In the end, you really can’t trust anyone, huh. But especially not men. And especially not Jisung, it seems.

“You’re less funny than you think.”, you just answer flatly, and your roommate scoffs. “Don’t be ridiculous, Y/N. We both know the Universe has blessed me with both devilishly handsome looks and an amazing and unique humor.”, he replies, and now you really want to smack him. But being a self-proclaimed pacifist, you just take in a deep breath and decide to only think about all the ways you would murder him if you were a cold-blooded killer and not a usually soft tempered college student. “Come on, don’t be a party pooper and let’s finally go inside, I’m freezing.” And with that, your best friend simply drags you towards the front door.

Judas and Brutus have nothing on Jisung, you decide. Because the second you step inside the living room of the frat house, you’re greeted by the charms (the Chan arms). It’s way too cold to be wearing a sleeveless shirt, but Chan didn’t get the memo apparently. Or maybe it’s because he’s just so hot, he doesn’t get cold, like ever.

You grimace at your own lame joke, even though you thankfully didn’t say it out loud. That would have been embarrassing. 

There are a few other people here already, maybe about 15 in total, and everyone greets you and Jisung warmly. You smile and return hugs, and before you know it, Changbin has handed you some wine in a red plastic cup. How very fancy, you truly feel special tonight.

He then pushes you towards the four old, mismatched sofas taking up most of the living room space, and orders you to sit down. You’re so surprised by his commanding tone, you actually follow his request without much protest. For a few minutes, you just stay quiet and observe the small crowd of people, taking a sip of wine from time to time. It’s dry, too dry for your liking, and you’d rather have a cup of tea right now. Or well, maybe a shot of vodka - because suddenly, Chan is making his way towards you. Your eyes dart around the room, and you desperately try not to look at him. He looks so good. Too good. No one needs that much beauty, this is truly just excessive. His black hair looks so shiny, you just want to run your fingers through it. And his deep dark eyes, perfect to drown in. You just want to touch his arms and see if his muscles are as hard as they look. He even has a perfectly cute smile, that bastard. It’s just too much, he’s just too much.

Before you can get up and flee from the scene, Chan falls onto the ground beside you, and gives you his signature cheery smile. His lips look incredibly kissable in the dimly lit room. Ugh.

You quickly look away.

“Hi.”, he says, his deep voice sending a shiver down your spine. He has too much power over you, and he doesn’t even know it. “Hi yourself.”, you answer quietly. “How you’ve been? We haven’t seen each other all week.”, he asks, leaning closer, his right arm brushing against your left one in the process. He smells really good and you can’t help but deeply inhale. “Yeah, I’ve been quite busy.”, you explain, still avoiding to look at him, but out of the corner of your eye, you see how he raises both eyebrows. “Busy? It’s only the second week of class. I didn’t know you’ve become such a geek while I was gone.”, he says, but his soft smile indicates he’s just joking. You shrug, and take another sip of the too dry wine. You grimace again.

It’s disgusting, really, and you don’t even know why you’re still drinking it. 

Chan takes the cup out of your hand, and eyes it suspiciously before taking a sip as well. His face says it all, the wine truly is disgusting. “What is this!? A liquid from Hell?!”, he asks and shudders, and you break into a smile. “Considering you live with at least two demons, it’s not that far fetched.”, you answer, and he tilts his head to one side. “What did Hyunjin and Minho do now?”, he sighs, and you shrug. “They were themselves.” Chan chuckles, mumbles “That actually says it all.” under his breath and leans back against the sofa. He’s still looking at you, and you feel a blush creep on your cheeks. Really uncool of your body to just betray you like that. Mind over matter, you think, and dare the blush to just go away and leave you be. It doesn’t work though. Years of evolution and you’re still unable to command your body the way you want to. How incredibly rude. Darwin would be so disappointed.

“I missed you, Y/N.”, Chan suddenly says, his voice barely above a whisper. You finally turn towards him, and lock eyes with him. His expression is soft and his eyes earnest. You give him the smallest of smiles. “I… well, I missed you too.”, you finally confess, heart fluttering when he breaks into a bright smile. He lifts his hand to brush some of your hair behind your ear, all while still intensely looking at you. Your heart rate immediately flatlines, and you think you might have a very spontaneous case of strong asthma, because your lungs are apparently giving up on you as well. You basically drown in Chan’s eyes, their warm brown so familiar.

“MY DEAREST DUDES AND DUDETTES!”, Seungmin suddenly yells - a beautiful alliteration, you think -, making both you and Chan jump. You hurriedly bring some space between your bodies, almost having forgotten about not being alone in the room. You can feel Hyunjin, Minho and Jisung looking at you, all three sporting matching, shit-eating grins. 

Maybe being a pacifist is not the right way to go through life after all, because right now, you really just want to punch them. Only lovingly, of course, but with enough strength nevertheless.

“Thank you for joining us on this wonderful Friday evening, and welcome to this month’s game and drinking night! I see most of you have already found your seats, so everyone who’s still standing, please go and sit on your butt, thank you very much.” Seungmin grins and waits for everyone to follow his words. He should really consider quitting law school to become a tv host instead of a lawyer. When everyone’s finally seated, he grabs an empty bowl from the shelf behind him and holds it up into the air, its blue glass catching the light. “Everyone, please write down your names on the slips of paper provided for you, and then we shall begin playing our first game of the night.”

It takes almost ten minutes for everyone to write down their names, mostly because there aren’t enough pens for everyone, so people keep fighting over them. After everyone’s finally done, Seungmin collects the slips of paper again, and puts them in his bowl, shuffling through them. “First game of the night is Seven minutes in Heaven.”, he says, his smile cheeky. You groan internally. He can’t be serious. But apparently, he is - because he fumbles for two paper slips, about to declare the first names. “Fingers crossed for it to be Hyunjin and Minho, just because I wanna see their faces.”, you mumble, and Chan beside you chuckles. “Well now I really want to see that, too.”, he replies in a low voice, leaning closer so you can hear him. You gulp nervously, and are about to answer, when Seungmin clears his throat. “Y/N, Chan? Did you not hear me?”, he asks innocently, and you turn towards him, both your expressions questioning. For someone so cute looking, Seungmin can be really evil sometimes, his smile almost devilish right now. “You’re the first ones up. Now go, have fun. Your seven minutes will begin as soon as you close the door behind you.” You’re actually speechless for once, just blinking at the man in front of you. This can’t be happening. He can’t be serious. There is no way this is a coincidence. You know Seungmin and the other boys too well for that. God, you really should have written all their names into your death note when you had the chance. You’re about to demand for Seungmin to show you the slips of paper in his hand, when - “Uh, well… Let’s go, then.”, Chan finally says, and takes your hand in his to help you up from the floor and drag you towards the little broom cabinet under the stairs.

How very Harry Potter-like.

The last thing you see before Seungmin closes the door in your face, is his stupid smirk. 

Oh how much you hate him and the others right now. 

It’s dark inside the cabinet, only some light falling through the slits around the door, but it’s too dim to see anything. Dust tickles your nose, and you have to suppress a sneeze. Chan standing opposite you clears his throat. “So.”, he says, and you shift from one foot to the other. The cabinet is small enough for your bodies to be almost touching. You can feel the heat radiating off him and want nothing more than to cuddle to his chest. “So.”, you repeat. “Here we are.”, Chan says. You just chuckle and nervously rub the palms of your hands together, air thick with tension. Before you can say anything else, Chan takes a step closer to you, hot breath fanning over your face. He smells like mint mixed with alcohol. It’s a nice combination, you think. But then again, you’d probably like anything on him. He’s Chan, after all. 

Your Chan.

You shiver involuntarily, his close proximity making you almost a bit dizzy. “Are you cold?”, he murmurs, voice low and silky. Goosebumps rise all over your body and you shake your head - until you remember he obviously can’t see it in the darkness. “Not really.”, you whisper back, breath hitching when he suddenly wraps both arms around your waist to pull you close to his chest. You can feel his rapid heartbeat under the palm of your hand, mirroring your own. “Why did you leave last week?”, he asks, sounding more vulnerable than you’ve ever heard before. You gulp and bite down on your lower lip. Guilt washes over you. “Technically you left first - for Australia, remember?”, you shoot back, a really weak and sad attempt if you’re being honest. “You know I never would have left if I didn’t have to.”, he says, and you sigh. You know that, of course you do. Chan is a nice, good guy, a really nice, good guy. It had been stupid of you to confess your love for him right before he had to go. In the end, your broken heart had been no one’s fault except your own. You take in a deep breath. “I’m sorry. I just didn’t know what else to do - I wasn’t sure how you’d react, waking up next to me after all those months of not talking.”, you confess, voice soft and tiny, and duck your head.

Chan’s hand brushes against your cheek, and he lifts your chin with two fingers. “I would have been happy. I would have kissed you good morning before making you some tea. And then I would have stayed in bed all day, cuddling you and showing you all the cool pictures I took in Australia.”, he murmurs, thumb tracing gentle patterns on your cheek. You exhale, sounding wobbly. “That would have been nice.”, you answer, and can almost feel his bright and relieved smile. “Well, tomorrow is Saturday again. So maybe we can just have a do-over.”, he asks, lips awfully close to your own now. “I think I’d like that - I’d really like that.”, you mumble against his lips, and then - finally - he kisses you. Fireworks burst behind your closed eyelids, and you quickly wrap your arms around Chan’s neck to pull him even closer. Now that you’ve started, it seems you can’t get enough of each other - what starts out as a slow, romantic kiss quickly becomes a clashing of tongues and teeth, and when he bites down on your lower lip, you can’t help but moan into his mouth, a hot, tingling feeling shooting through your entire body. All you can think right now is that you never want this moment to end - you’ve been waiting for this for so long. You’ve been waiting for him to finally find his way to you. And you yourself are just so, so tired of running away from him. Never before has anything ever felt so right. 

You’re interrupted by a sudden knock on the door, and immediately jump apart, breaking the kiss. You’re both breathless, chests heaving, and even though you can’t see right now, you know that your hair is a total mess, your lips are swollen and your cheeks flushed. “Your seven minutes are over, so you better be decent!”, Minho says from outside, and before either you or Chan can reply, he opens the door. Light floods the tiny cabinet, and you blink against it, feeling like a deer caught in headlights. The first thing you see when your eyes have finally gotten used to the brightness again, is Minho’s shit-eating grin. He stands in the hallway with both his arms crossed and head tilted to one side. “Well, well, well. Heaven sure seems to be as magical as they say, huh?”, he just says, and you really want to smack the grin off his stupidly handsome face.

But Chan just laughs, and grabs your hand, lifting it to his lips to press a soft kiss against your knuckles. You’re ready to just faint right there and then, knees almost buckling from the sweet gesture. Who cares about Minho’s stupid grin when Chan is being perfect again. “Truly magical, yes.”, Chan just answers good-humoredly, and tugs you out of the broom closet, “Well, if you’d excuse us now.” And with that, he simply drags you up the stairs and towards his room. “Hey, where you’re going?!”, Minho and Hyunjin yell in unison, and you look over your shoulder to give them a cheeky grin. “Chan has some pictures he wants to show me - someone told me there’s a really cute one where he cuddles a koala. I finally want to see that now.”, you answer innocently, and wink at them. Chan laughs and quickly pulls you close, kissing you again. You ignore the clapping and cheering noises the others make downstairs. God, your friends are really embarrassing sometimes. But maybe you’re not as sorry anymore about not having written any of them into your death note. Because as stupid and embarrassing as they often are, you do truly adore every single one of them. “You know what, I think that particular picture would make a really cute background for your phone.”, Chan murmurs against your lips, and you raise both eyebrows. “Oh, I bet.”, you just answer, and smile at him.

… Spoiler alert: it’s actually the perfect background for your phone.

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Alright, in light of the recent discourse (and because I want to), here's why/when I think each member of stray kids is attractive, and also kind of thoughts about their stage personas.

(Fair warning, this gets less and less organized as time goes on, and they are very much my personal thoughts)

Chan - Like we said, he's most attached when he's not trying to be. I think that because he doesn't believe he's attractive, when he tries to "be" sexy, or "be" attractive, it comes off as awkward because he's uncomfortable, because he doesn't actually think he is. But he is, and that shines through the most when he's not focused on making himself seem that way.

Minho - Kind of the opposite of Chan. I think he knows he's attractive, so he doesn't feel the same pressure that Chan does to actively try to make himself "attractive." He seems a lot more comfortable with himself, and that comes across.

Changbin - You can definitely tell when he's feeling himself, and again, he's comfortable at those times and it shows. Honestly I personally think one of the times he was most attractive was around Miroh era. He weighed a bit more then and he got some hate for it, but I think there were a lot of times where he really felt attractive, and again, it shows. I think he's pretty confident in himself, and the way he carries himself shows that. (I think he main difference between him and Minho is that Minho is considered a "visual," and is more conventionally attractive (not that that necessarily means anything), and Changbin doesn't fit the "beauty standard" bs and is confident despite that.)

Hyunjin - You mentioned this in response to my ask earlier, but he does really well with the "sexy persona" on stage. I think part of what works for him onstage is his ability to separate that persona with his actual self. So while, kind of similar to Chan, there's stuff he might get kind of embarrassed about offstage, what differentiates him from Chan is his ability to get into a headspace where that doesn't matter as much. His focus onstage isn't as much to appear attractive while he's performing, but rather simply performing as well as possible. (I think Chan might think of those as the same thing.)

Jisung - I think he's insecure about his looks as well, he's shown some signs of being insecure about his body and appearance, at least when he was younger, and I think the over obnoxious constantly talking about how attractive he is is meant to cover that insecurity. Anyway, I think he uses stage performance as a break from that? Similar to Hyunjin, I think he has this performing headspace where he doesn't care about his looks and he's confident in himself. I think he uses performing as kind of an escape from reality, as a way to not think.

Felix - I think he's kind of similar to Minho, though he's talked a little bit about insecurity in th recent months, so I may be wrong about this one. I think he knows he's attractive, so he's comfortable with it onstage. I think he also has a bit of a persona, but I don't think it's to the extent that Hyunjin or even Jisung are. He seems to be really cute and sweet, but not to the extent that stay social media makes it. I think he finds that kind of amusing because he seems to play into it a bit, but it's not necessary a persona he uses, more just an exaggeration of one part of his personality. I think his presence on stage is the same way. He is this confident, it's just exaggerated a bit. (This one probably made the least sense I'm sorry.)

Seungmin - I think for him it's less a matter of comfort and more that he's just pretty reserved. I think he's really good at keep his personal comfort boundaries on stage (unlike someone), and he doesn't really cross them. Because he's comfortable, he's honestly really attractive onstage, but unfortunately I think that sometimes he's outshined by the other members. On the bright side, it means that when he is given his chance to shine, it really makes an impact.

Jeongin - He's kind of hard to pin down. He's the youngest, and I think a lot of his focus in regards to performance is to maybe "prove" that he's an adult now and to try to not be babied as much, because he's expressed some discomfort with being called/treated like a baby (looking at you, "omg not the BABY uwu" stays). I think he's starting to grow out of his "needing to prove himself" phase, but it'll probably be a while before then. I think also that's why he was so upset after that one Kingdom stage, because he so badly wants to prove that he's as good as the older members, and he sees that as a failure.

Anyway, this was really long and chaotic and I'm not going to go back and edit this so- enjoy ig - 🦋

don't wanna add a lot bc damn you popped off and it's so good-

but allow me to say how firmly i believe felix is, generally speaking, a secure and confident guy. i think that if he was still in australia he would have really no self-esteem issues, but ofc being in the industry would change his outlook on himself 🤔🤔

anyway this is amazing-

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toffee!

ah yeah, i think quarentine has given people some opportunity to actually just sit with the person they are, rather than be rushing around for the person they want to become. its good you got smth good out of isolation! ah thats great! hope you had fun and ur partner in crime speeds back home so you can get out more hehe.

ah yeah ty, good suggestions.

hmm good point, i was sort of putting it separate to the whole not-sexualising thing, but yeah. mmm yeah i totally agree, some of the enhypen fics/imagines *shudder* and even reading innie stuff is just a bit *icky* cos everyone still thinks of him as our agi ppang. yeah def would be good but sadly this just seems to be the world we live in. :(

ah yes the holy masterlist (not sarc) i have actually read in the rain and gladius maximus before, but ill go look for in class! oooh thats good! character development lol. hmmmm yes champagne problems was the angst to end all angst, that shit hurt. it was actually one of the first of your fics i read and i recall almost crying over the whole thing, it was so heartbreaking, i can see how it almost made you want to drop angst. good that youve allowed yourself some lee-way tho :)

hehe thats so cool. okay here we go, ill try not to be mortally offended (/hj)

cheese - yes same, i liked it but that was all there was, it wasnt a super standout track. it was rlly underwhelming for me but some of the hook is super catchy so there is Redemption (tm) in store for cheese maybe

thunderous - mmm, yeah at first i totally agreed, i think they suffer from too much good music syndrome, that all their other tracks are such fucking bops its hard to stay at that level of perfection. the choreo was beautiful tho and tbh, the track has grown on me since ive been watching all the vids abt it. its my brothers favourite track

domino - YES GODAMMIT IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN THE TITLE TRACK. the raps, the vocals, the vibes, the fucking domino sound in the back? i would have streamed that shit on repeat. but tbh, as good as it is, it doesnt have that sort of grandness/oomph that skz seems to like in their title tracks so i can see why they chose thunderous (tho domino would have been so good) *sigh*

ssick - yeah same, not my fave track by a long mile, the crowd cheering was a ?strange? choice and the chorus was a bit bare/empty, plus like i mentioned earlier, it was kinda funny to me for some reason but ill still play it if im playing thru the whole album

the view - ahh one of those not like other girls (/j) i honestly think its just a good party song, just a bop to play in the background when nobodys rlly paying much attention. its pretty generic pop music but catchy

sorry, i love you - hehe yeah i thought it was going to be sadder as well, but i rlly loved the fact that they all just got to sing, which almost never happens, i dont think ive heard felix sing for a long time, so i enjoyed it. wasnt rlly a standout track but i just casually like it. looking forward to the fic haha

silent cry - this song i swear, some bits are rlly good and then others are just? why?? it does sound like a dance song tho idk. definitely not one of my faves either

secret secret - YES its so good! its such a chill song and i love their vocals in it. the combination of lo-fi/fake strings backup stuff and their heavenly vocals just makes it *chefs kiss* im listening to it rn and just... its so beautiful. it gives me pumped up another day vibes ya know? like my pace is edgy get cool, this one is energetic another day i feel like. overall i love it

STAR LOST - ah thats so cool! i didnt know that! on first listen this song had a similar vibe to secret secret but then the beat came in and ahh its such a good song. i can totally imagine them putting this song to a concert footage vid, this song is so sweet.

red lights - LMAO YES ITS SO AWKWARD WHY DOES IT GO ON FOR SO LONG ah thats good! yeah good point, its quite intense hehe. but that is my fave trope and this is lowkey my favourite track on the album so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ just the combination of hyunjins and chans voices, the backing music, the lyrics ahh red lights my beloved

surfin’ - yes lmao its always a shock, i feel like they should have put gone away in between them, but its such a fun cute song, i cant get rlly mad. yeah, as an aussie i think im contractually obligated to like beaches lol. sand im not such a fan of, but my familys rlly into fishing and my brother loves bodyboarding so we stay at a beach house at least twice a year and we live like 5 mins from 3 different beaches (hehe all aussie cities are on the coast lol) so thats cool. do you like beaches?

gone away - ah gone away my beloved, i love this song sm, its just so pure and showcases their vocals and lyrics so well. yes the pitch change is very out of the blue, i feel liek they went directly from seungmins soft vocals to hans powerful ones which was an interesting choice, but hey, im not complaining

wolfgang - YES IKR ah im so happy he got to be included in that era and song. yeah its such a full on song i cant rlly listen to it if im in a quiet mood but its very motivating :)

hehe mood, i hope they do! ahhh no rest, but at least you wont have to pull a blink and wait a year for any word from the group lol. im not rlly into nct but im excited for them! ah hopefully youll be able to sneak some rest into that chaotic schedule, with enhypen (idk if u stan but yeah) squeezed into it haha

<3 w.a. 🐺

i wheezed at partner in crime, it reminded me of smth. i have a lee know fic in the drafts that i wrote 'in honor' of him (and his departure-ish). i'll tag you when i finish it, if you want. it's a rather hilarious one.

oh my god. based on my experience on the collabs i've joined before, writing explicit shit for '01 & '02 is not accepted (nct's maknaes) but with enha's hyung line '01 & '02 somehow it's okay? i do a double take every time i see fics like those i mean, technically, it's legal but still what the fuck. maybe it's just not for me at the moment. not at us venting our frustration about this. it's just something that's so accepted here that i am (in all honesty) slightly uncomfortable about. but oh well. that's kpop writerblr for you.

man i could've linked all the fics in the ask instead so you wouldn't have to go looking for them! i think i saw you like in class the other day (the fic i renamed into sharp-tongued, god it took me a while to remember the new title). describing champagne problems as an angst to end all angst is one way to put what i was feeling back in december. it just hurt to write and admit?? if that ever happened to me i would prolly cry :d

okay back to the album talk! i love how you answered with more thoughts. i love exchanges like these! i am a victim of the cheese hook and it's now one of my favorite tracks in the album. PLS, TOO MUCH GOOD MUSIC SYNDROME. that's on our self-producing kings 😌💅 also, your brother has taste! as i am typing this, domino's currently playing in my head and i realized that too, that it doesn't have that 'vibe' of a skz title track. honestly, this could be a title track of another group. ssick is starting to grown on me because i found the beats cool kdjsk not the not like other girls 😭 the view is the generic pop that i don't like but i get why a lot of people enjoy it. sorry i love you scratches a certain itch that i find myself singing the first few lines every time i remember it. i too would want to hear felix sing more!

> a mini junction on the album talk bc i got side tracked. on that topic, i want skz to switch positions at some point like i know those allrounders are capable of doing so. specifically, i want to hear seungmin rap!!!! (yk in the recent weekly idol he talked faster than changbin in a challenge and changbin is like the fastest rapper in kpop that's active atm if im not mistaken. my dandy boy has some potential and i want it UNLEASHED.)

back to album talk. silent cry is basically sad music to twerk to. secret secret is definitely one of my favorite tracks :( i loved how you compared the tracks HAJSAH i burst out laughing bc yk what, you're right! i want to make a star lost edit of skz but i simply do not have the time i want to cry. i love the song so much. ok, my dreaded track, red lights. idt i have played the track since we last talked. my friend sent me the lyrics tho and i'm itching to write a twisted au out of it. idk if you're comfortable with yandere but somewhere along those themes. the obsessive type of love that's sweet at first but turns rotten. IMAGINE IF THEY PUT GONE AWAY BETWEEN ASHJA it's like going from 50 shades to the notebook.

i was about to ask if you lived near the coast and you literally mentions it here god im so stupid. yes i LOOOOOOOOOVE beaches so much. living in an archipelago is fun :( i live in a part of the country that's more island than city so every time i want some vitamin sea it's accessible. i heard the waves in australia are great :( anYWHOOO gone away :(( every time it plays im compelled to skip it because it makes me sAD AND NOWADAYS I DONT HAVE THE TIME TO BE SAD. contrary to you, i dislike my quiet moods because i tend to overthink a lot.

i have this little analogy about how there are stays that enjoy songs the generic pop + mellow songs and then there are other stays that enjoy the noisy tracks. in my mind, it's like a perfect balance that makes me feel like all the tracks are loved in the end. just by different people.

PULL A BLINK. bro i fucking hate yg entertainment. they have the biggest kpop girl group LOCKED in their basement when they could be (and i mean this in the most business-like way not morally) milking money of the quad. they're yg's biggest hope at not being bankrupt atm so it's a damn fucking mystery to me as to how they aren't doing anything. (jk i just realized lisa solo album soon, but i still need a ot4 cb hELLO)

i stopped looking forward to the teasers. rest > kpop boys. i don't want to sound like a cult member but have you tried checking out nct? are they just not your thing? (i get it tho, that's one hard group to get into). and yes i do stan enhypen!

wow i love how long these asks are! they're like online penpals. but i also want to ask about you! how have you been lately? are you feeling okay both mentally and physically? how's the weather there? do you have anything that you want to talk about? maybe an interesting book you read? feel free to bring up anything you want to share! i'm getting conscious about talking about myself HAJHSJ

and yet another long answer B) i am sooo sorry T___T should these ask exchanges feel draining to you, feel free to stop sending them in AAAA

[ficdump101]

YOU COULD WAIT

BANG CHAN

WORDS: 1337

REQUESTED? YES BY @yourguessisasgoodasminemate

A/N: I HOPE THIS IS OKAY?? LOVE YOUUU

 PERMANENT TAG: @dreamescapeswriting​

You and Chan had been friends for a very long time. You had moved to Australia when you were 8, quickly becoming best friends with your neighbour, Bang Chan. Despite you moving away when you turned 12 and Chan moving Korea after he aced the audition he attended (just like you said), you had keep in contact through it all. You supported him through his struggles when he was a trainee, when he went onto the survival show and felt like he had the lives of 8 other members on his shoulder and even now, with his 7 brothers slowly but surely dominating the music industry. You had also become friends with his band members, despite the slight language barrier, you were able to talk to all of them fine; you had weekly Skype calls where you’d binge food, play music and talk about your week. They’d talk about their practices, performances and interviews they had gone to and you’d say near enough the same thing every time.

“School work fucked up my sleeping pattern and work has me doing 40 hours overtime.” It always seemed like you could never change you schedule, which is why Felix did it for you. After long serious talks with their manager and 2 months worth of planning, you were sat in the back of a car (courtesy of JYP entertainment) on your way to the Stray Kids dorms. You had seen Chan’s mood slowly declining and you weren’t a fan of a sad kangaroo, and neither was the boys for that matter, so you had all your fingers crossed that you’d be able to help him out of his funk and get him back to being the dorky baby he was. After thanking the driver the best you could in your broken Korean, you climbed out the car and made your way towards the building. You messaged Hyunjin to let him know you’d arrived. You were waiting for a good 5 minutes before you felt a body crashing into you and wrapping you into a hug. You could hear Hyunjin laughing slightly,

“You tiny.” His broken English was muffled by your shoulder as you hugged him back just as tight.

“No, you’re too big.” He pulled back with his puppy dog smile before walking you into the building and towards your best friend. You couldn’t lie and say you weren’t nervous because, bitch, you were. You didn’t have butterflies, you had a whole damn zoo in your stomach, your mouth was dry and your palms started to become clammy. This was just Chan. Your best friend of 13 years… Your rock in life… The person you look to for approval in everything… The person who you love more than life itself. You knew that you love him more than a friend but with the distances and schedules, you decided you’d never act on it… until now. You had nearly nothing to loose, you knew that if Chan didn’t feel the same way, he would still be your best friend because a 13 year bond will not and can not be broken by feelings; maybe that was why you were nervous to see him. Nervous that the bond between you two had changed and everything would be different, what if- No. You were going to be fine, it was just Chan. When you entered the dorm, no one spoke any louder than a whisper, wanting to keep it quiet. You toed your shoes off and was swept away to a bedroom down the corridor by Felix.

“He’s in there, he hasn’t come out since this morning.” Felix’s deep voice mumbled as he stopped in front of a light brown door, knocking gently.

“Channie-hyung?” He called out to the other Aussie behind the door, only to have a Korean reply in a cold, sharp tone. Felix looked to you, all traces of hope in his eyes were gone and he gestured from you to the door with a sad smile, before turning and leaving you there having no idea what Chan had said to him to make him look so sad. You were ready to defend your (kind of) fellow Aussie. You knocked 3 times before opening the door, shutting it closely behind; the room was pitch black, he had his black out curtains drawn to not let the light of day in and he must’ve been under the pile of blankets in the middle of the bed. You heard him whine in Korean, you let him have his moment before you answered him.

“Chris, mate, I don’t speak Korean you know this. So move up and let me climb in with you, my sad baby koala needs hugs.” You had already started moving the corner of the blanket when he sprung up, grabbing you and hugging you closely. You felt him shake a little before you realised he was crying, fat tear drops dripped down the side of your neck and soaked through the shoulder of your shirt as you held him closely. You rubbed his back and your other hand held the back of his head, keeping his face in the crook of your neck, whispering sweet nothings to him. His breathing began to slow down, his grip loosened on you and he moved his head to look you in the eyes; you wiped the tears off his cheeks, sending him a small smile.

“Go have a shower yeah? I’ll be here when you get back and we can talk about it.” You squished his cheeks, kissing his nose before moving off the bed dragging Chan behind you to the bathroom. You let him have his time in the shower as you grabbed snacks out the cupboards and drinks from the fridge, scurrying back into Chan’s room avoiding any of the boys. You set up his Play Station, turning on Disney Plus and clicked on Princess and The Frog - he’d have to suck it up for tonight. You had changed into one of his hoodies and some shorts, crawling under the blankets that you had now straightened out when he opened the door. He was clad in black joggers and a white tank top, rubbing his frizzy hair dry with a towel. He, again, took his time before climbing into the bed beside you, resting his head on your shoulder; he leaned forward pressing play on the remote before wrapping his arms around you tightly. You ran your fingers through his damp hair,

“Wanna talk about it bub?” You felt him shake his head slightly, murmuring a small no. You nodded even though he couldn’t see you. “We don’t have to if you don’t want to. Whenever you’re ready I’ll be here for you, yeah? Doesn’t matter if I’m right here or back home. You can always come to me, I need you to remember that; none of us like seeing you sad, but you’re only human. You bleed when you fall down… that’s why me and the boys are gonna be right here to pick you back up.” You felt him shift slight, looking up at you with his cute brown eyes.

“Did you just reference a song in your motivational speech?” His string of giggles caused a big smile to spread on your face, you nodded.

“Made you smile didn’t it.” Maybe the confession can wait. You were happy with what you had and Chan’s well being was way more important right now. You could wait.

[leejeongz]

Stray kids reaction to seeing you in swimwear for the first time

Slightly suggestive

😏thanks for requesting darling!! I hope you enjoy😏

Bang Chan:

while visiting his family in Australia, Chan decided to take you to the pool he used to go to as a child. This wasn’t planned because he wanted to see you in a swimsuit, but he knew that he’d be able to and he wasn’t going to pass up on the opportunity.

You went into separate changing cubicles and got changed. You guys, being the smart couple that you were, had already put your swimming attire on underneath your normal clothes so it didn’t take too long, but Chan was done first so he waited outside for you. You finally came out, pushing your hair out of your face while Chris stood gobsmacked. He took hold of your hands after bushing down your arms. He smiled at you and gave you the biggest kiss, not caring for anyone watching.

“Sorry, you just look amazing!”

Woojin:

You and Woojin had been dating for a year so he decided to surprise you will a mini break for your anniversary. You arrived at his house with a small suitcase and asked him politely if he’d give his opinion on a few of your outfit choices since you weren’t 100% sure on the weather.

10 hoodies later and you finally came into his living room in only a bikini. He smiled at you softly before saying “it’s perfect.” He didn’t want to make a big fuss over it because he didn’t want you to get embarrassed, maybe on your holiday he’d say something more but for now, he wanted to keep it subtle. Didn’t stop him from dreaming about you that night though.

“I think the pool is indoors, I’m sure you’ll be warm enough, honey.”

Lee Know:

This slime ball knew that if he planned a pool date he’d be able to see you in a swimming costume, so that’s what he did. You received a text on your day off from your boyfriend asking you to meet him at the pool, so you did so. When you questioned him as to why you were here on your day off instead of snuggled up in bed, he simply replied with “you’re too lazy” which you couldn’t deny.

That day, you’d planned to wear your sexiest swim suit because you knew exactly what Minho’s intentions were, of course you wanted him to suffer. When he finally laid eyes on you, he smirked, making sure you knew it was a joke and he wasn’t going to straight up have you in the pool or smth.

“Wow, why did I do this to myself? You’re absolutely stunning.”

Changbin:

While visiting your home town you decided to take Changbin to a near by beach. You threw your necessities into your beach bag while in the bathroom and Changbin put on a T-shirt to pair with this swimming trunks.

You innocently strolled out of your bathroom wearing your swim suit and a cute wrap that was slightly see through. Changbin dramatically sat down on the bed, raising his eyebrows flirtatiously. His lips formed a pouty o shape before he smiled greasily. You pointed at the door to indicate that you were gonna go now whether he was or not, but he quickly ran after you placing his hands on your hips.

“Perhaps we should forget the beach.”

(Lol who would choose the beach in this situation smh)

Hyunjin:

For your birthday, you received a spa day voucher from your cousin and decided to take your boyfriend, Hyunjin, with you. You went into separate changing rooms and returned at similar times, wearing nothing but a robe, swimming attire and flip flops.

You first went for a massage. The two masseuses told you to take of your robes and Hyunjin looked over to you immediately, a little panicked. But to his surprise, you had already removed your robe. He took a double take, his eyes finally falling to the floor when you look back at him. He smiled to the ground.

“Where was the warning?”

Han:

A water park date should be fun, right? Your turn to organise the date and this is what you settled on, what could go wrong? You called him the night before to update him on your choice while he stuttered on the other side. “But y/n... that means... you... will be wearing... a swim suit” he whispered as if it was a sin. You explained to him that it was fine and you’d get to see him shirtless so it’s a win win and he soon came around to the idea.

However, when the day came, he was so nervous, for no reason. He stood waiting for you, not wanting to go on anything without you. You stepped out, dressed in a pale lilac coloured swimming costume, while Jisung tried to focus on just looking at your face. “What do you think?” You asked, running your hands down your body like on those cringy adds.

“I think... we should add you to 3racha because you look hot and spicy” he winked before you pushed him into the pool.

Felix:

You couldn’t swim... but you really wanted to learn!! So Felix, the amazing boyfriend he is, found time in his tight schedule to help you. Your first lesson was today, and you were really nervous. You’d brought the nicest swimming costume you could find, hoping that Felix wouldn’t get mad because he’d be too distracted.

When you stepped out of the changing room and jumped into the pool, he was right there dragging your hand to the bar at the side of the pool. He ran his hands down your body in a joking manner and stopped himself from kissing you in front of the kids also in the pool.

“I know your tactics y/n, they aren’t gonna work on me. That colour really does look good on you though.”

Seungmin:

Grabbing your bag, you shut the door of your parent’s car and made your way towards Seungmin who was stood patiently waiting for you at the entrance of your local indoor water park. You were a teeeeny bit late, but he didn’t mind, he was just excited to throw water at you and get you stuck in the rapids.

You quickly changed and met him in the calm kiddy pool which was empty since it was a school night. You stood at the edge, slightly conscious that he was going to push you in from behind since you couldn’t spot him in the pool. Instead, he came up behind you and wrapped his arms around you, a nice surprise for once. He turned you around and took a full look at you before smiling and proceeding to push you into the pool for looking so damn good.

“I couldn’t resist, I also don’t want anyone else to see you looking so good, okay?!?”

I.N:

Your younger sister’s birthday party was TODAY and you had yet to buy a swim suit. You rushed out that morning, accompanied by Jeongin who was also going to her party, to buy one suitable. You headed to your favourite shop and found one you liked immediately.

You wanted to go try it on, so Jeongin waited outside but soon received a picture. You asked for his opinion, a simple question right? Wrong!!! Jeongin typed over 500 messages to try and tell you that he liked it, but he just couldn’t find the right words so instead just sent a few heart eye emojis. How was he supposed to cope later that day when he actually get to see you wearing it in the flesh?!

“Yeah it was erm... nice”

Gifs aren’t mine

[mminhos]

𝙱𝚊𝚍 𝙱𝚘𝚢 𝙽𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝙳𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝙲.𝟸 | 𝙷𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙷𝚢𝚞𝚗𝚓𝚒𝚗

⇨ genre : badboy!au, childhood friends to lovers, college au

⇨ warnings : language

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12:13pm

College wasn’t as bad as everyone had made it out to be before you. Sure, there was a hell of a lot of work to do, but you had that in high school, so what difference did a bit more make?

What they didn’t tell you though, was how much more boring these lectures were.

You sat there, tapping your pencil onto the table as you sighed, looking up to the ceiling and somehow hoping the time would pass just a bit quicker.

“Ah, what a pleasure it is for you to finally join us.. hwang hyunjin”

The boy walked in, a lazy smirk spreading across his face. The smell of cologne and perfume mixed flooded your nose as he walked past, slumping down into his seat and cocking his head to the side. Leaning back in your chair, you turned your attention to the boy who hadn’t been in school for the past four days.

Taking in his dark messy hair, the black tops and tight jeans that made the girls drool, his bicep tattoo that only showed slightly when he wore t-shirts and his bloody lip ring that sent everyone, even you, into a frenzy.

Hyunjin turned his head to you and raised an eyebrow, making you swallow hard and turn your attention back to the teacher. It’s like you could feel the smirk on his face as he stretched his legs out past the table, placing a new chewing gum into his mouth.

“You can pack your things away now, remember to do page 189 by Monday”

Making a mental note to do the homework before the weekend started, you slipped your books into your bag and picked it up, placing it over your shoulder and walking towards the door.

“Hwang Hyunjin and Y/N L/N, may I have a word?”

You froze on the spot, your classmates looking at you and then to Hyunjin as they walked out to go to lunch. Placing your bag onto one of the chairs, you trudged over to the teacher’s desk and leaned against one of the tables, looking to the side as Hyunjin came up behind you, sliding himself onto one of the tables.

“Mrs Hwang has contacted the college and has expressed concern over your learning Hyunjin, especially in this lesson”

“So she decided to contact you guys before talking to me about it? how typical of her” Hyunjin muttered

Your teacher ignored the comment and continued. “So she suggested on a tutor for you in this subject, to help you along before your exam. As a college, we try and meet the requests of all parents and for this, we chose Y/N to be your new tutor”

Coughing loudly, you stared wide eyed at her and opened your mouth to protest. Hyunjin beat you to it.

“Yeah, that’s not going to happen. I don’t need anyone to be my tutor, so none of you need to waste your time”

“This is not to be debated Hyunjin. Y/N is going to tutor you. It’s up to you whether you attend or not, but can you really afford to fail this subject?”

Hyunjin scoffed, picking up his backpack and throwing it over his shoulder. “Let’s be honest, I don’t really care, I don’t need this subject”

With that, he walked out of the classroom, the door slamming behind him.

————

“Felix, I don’t think you understand how much I don’t want to do this” you groaned into the table.

Felix had been your best friend since the first day of high school. He to was from Australia, so you both bonded over that, and he was fun to be around. Seungmin had joined your duo the next day, all three of you bonding over the fact you hated chemistry. A week later, Mia and Emilie moved from America to Seoul, and had joined trio the same day. So, you were a five, and it stayed that way throughout the whole of high school, and now into college.

“Come on Y/N, it probably won’t be as bad as you think”

“Felix, stop lying, we know it’s gonna be bad”

‘Seungmin stop being so negative I’m trying to help!”

You stared at the two boys arguing before looking over at Emilie, who had taken a seat next to you.

“What’s wrong? And why do you look like you’re about to cry?”

“Because I am. I’ve been assigned to tutor Hyunjin”

Emilie gawked at you, an apologetic smile soon appearing on her face. “Damn that sucks. Has he said anything about it?”

“No, just that he didn’t need me to be it, and that we were wasting our time trying”

“Well, don’t bother helping him then”

You all looked up to see Mia standing there, a tray of food in her hands. Placing it down on the table, she slid in next to Seungmin and stared at you.

“But Miss J—“

“Who cares, if he won’t listen to you or at least speak to you, don’t bother wasting your time.”

Looking at the others, who all just shrugged at you, you sighed.

“Alright then, if he wants help, he’ll have to come to me. I’m not chasing after him”

————

You didn’t have a lesson after lunch, so you went to sit in the gym hall. The gym hall was always open, and this is where most people want if they didn’t have a lesson at a certain time. It also was where most of the freshman girls went, to gawk at the members of the dance team.

Climbing up the steps past a group of girls in your head, who had obviously come just to watch the dance members become sweaty, you sat down on the bench and pulled your phone out, plugging your earphones in.

“Hey”

Peering up, you saw a boy, who you knew as Jaeho, standing next to you.

“Hey”

Jaeho was in the same year as you, and on the dance team. You had heard he tried out to be the dance captain, but no one was going to beat the current dance captain, Lee Minho, who was a junior and also in your brother’s year.

“Mind if I sit?”

“Uhm.. no”

He sat next to you, both of you watching as the girls sitting in front of you turned round, waving and giggling as Jaeho winked at them. You swallowed, slightly uncomfortable at the attention he was bringing to you both.

“How are you?”

“I-I’m good. You?”

“Better now I’m with you”

You could feel your face heat up in embarrassment, and the pit of cringe starting to swallow you up from the inside out.

“Listen how would you lik—“

“Yo Jaeho, I don’t recall the gym hall being a date zone, do you?”

Jaeho shot his head towards the floor area, you following suit, seeing Minho standing there, arms folded over his chest, an unimpressed look on his face. Behind Minho stood the other boys apart of the dance team, including Hyunjin. Jaeho swallowed, standing up and jogging down to the others.

“No I don’t, sorry hyung”

“That’s what I thought”

You grinned at Minho, who just gave you a cheeky smile before getting on with the practice. You did enjoy watching their practices and how invested they all got with perfecting every single move, and also how smooth they were at dancing, especially Minho...and Hyunjin.

You knew he had always had a good dancing gene, but you didn’t know he danced that well. You moved your eyesight to the girls sitting in front of you, who were swooning over the boys.

“Don’t they just look so hot!”

“Especially Minho, look how good he looks ugh”

“But look at Hyunjin. God I’d love to run my fingers through his hair”

Scrunching your face up in disgust, you fumbled for your earphones, putting them in to block out the girls, unsuitable, comments.

Dance practice finished an hour, when college ended, and Hyunjin was tired. He reached down to grab his water bottle, glancing up to see Jaeho staring at you, a smirk playing in his face. Hyunjin rolled his eyes, throwing a towel at the boy.

“Use that to wipe the drool off your face Jung”

“Fuck off Hwang”

“Hey! Watch your language Jaeho. And I really don’t appreciate goggling my friend’s little sister, so watch it”

Hyunjin turned to see Minho standing there, his classic unimpressed look back on his face.

“Minho hy—“

“I don’t want to hear an excuse Jaeho. You’re here to dance, not date. Do that in your own time, like I’ve told you about ten times this month”

Jaeho groaned, walking off in a huff. The two boys watched as you collected your bag and got up, walking out of the gym.

“He’s gonna end up getting his ass kicked by someone one day” Minho muttered, taking a gulp of his water. “Uhm, Jin, how’s Jisung? I haven’t seen him around lately”

“He’s alright, he had some family matters but I think it’s sorted now”

“Ah that’s alright then. See you soon”

The taller boy nodded, picking up his bag and throwing it over his shoulder. He sighed, running a hand through his hair before walking out of the gym.

6:09pm

You squeezed the water out of your hair with a towel. Mia and Emilie had gone out for food with Felix and Seungmin, but you were too tired to go out, so you decided to stay in. You folded up the towel and threw it into the laundry basket, before jumping onto your bed and lying down. Your eyes started to close slowly when a knock on the door startled you. Climbing off your bed, you walked towards the door and opened it slowly, only to see Hyunjin standing there, looking newly showered.

“What do you want Hyunjin?” You asked, slightly annoyed at the boy.

“I thought you were tutoring me?”

He barged past you, throwing his bag onto the floor and plopping down onto a bed, which clearly wasn’t yours.

“That’s not my bed, that’s Mia’s”

“And does it look like I care?”

“Can, can you just sit on my bed? I don’t want her to get mad”

The boy groaned, slumping over to your bed and sitting down. Picking up his bag, you threw it towards him, the boy catching it effortlessly and smirking at you.

“If I’m honest, I don’t really want you in here. You said you didn’t want to be tutored and I don’t want to waste my free time. Can you just leave?”

“Yeah, I thought about not coming, but then I was like, no, I’ll come”

“Why?”

“I don’t know, to see how you’ve been since we, stopped being best friends”

You scoffed, sitting down on Emelie’s bed and glaring harshly at him. “No you prick, you don’t get to come in here and sta—“

Interrupting your heated argument was a sharp knock at the door. You both looked towards the door, you standing up and walking over to it, flinging it open.

“Hey beautiful”

Jaeho

You tried to hide the embarrassment that you could feel slowly creeping up on you, dreading that fact that Hyunjin would be able to hear everything he was saying to you.

“Hey. Are you okay? Do you need something?”

“I’m great, just thought I’d stop by before heading back to my dorm”

“Where’d you get back from? Making out with girl number... 107?”

You glimpsed behind you to see Hyunjin standing behind you, arms crossed and a playful look on his face.

“What are you doing here Hwang?” Jaeho snarled at the boy, emphasising the ‘you’

“None of your business Jung” Hyunjin spat back

“Then it doesn’t matter where I’ve been before here”

“Everyone knows that you can’t keep your dick in your pants man”

“Listen here fuc—“

“Shut up! Both of you!”

The pair looked at you, anger stretching across you features.

“Jaeho, I appreciate it, but can you leave? Thanks”

He rolled his eyes, giving Hyunjin a last glare before walking off. You slammed the door before turning around and barging past the boy, throwing your arms up in the air.

“What the fuck is wrong with you Hyunjin! You can’t just barge in here, expect me to tutor you when you haven’t wanted anything to do with me for the past four years! You can’t stop a boy from speaking to me, even if you don’t like him!”

Hyunjin stared at you, his bag now on his shoulder and his hands resting on his hips.

“You don’t want anything to do with Jaeho, he’s no good.”

“And neither are you!”

He just shrugged, turning away and opening the door. Before he left, he looked over his shoulder, winking at you.

“You’re hot when you’re pissed by the way”

[dalamjisung]

favorite variable ✽ bang chan

word count: 1613

genre: fluff

pairing: reader x bang chan

description: you worked with variables, but he was your favorite.

Bang Chan had always been a hard-worker. Since his young swimming competitions to his first JYPE audition back in Australia. You knew that much. And you were always proud of him; for the debut, to the first win, to the first mixtape. But there were moments– more often than not,– in which you’d wish you two could be a normal couple. One that he didn’t have to– or want to– stay in the studio until ungodly hours in the morning; one in which you weren’t magazine photographer that had to wake up at those same ungodly hours in the morning to catch the perfect sunlight in the fucking daisy fields that the set crew found just an hour away. You wish you could go to sleep with him, instead of wishing him goodnight when you woke up. However, things were as they were, and you were quite happy with them. Seeing his face at least once a day made you happy. 

The first time you got a call from one of the boys you were two hours away from the city, shooting this specific model that was a pain in the ass with her demands and working hours, so taking Hyunjin’s call was a relief. It didn’t last long though; apparently Chan fainted during practice and he was now home resting. You ran to the car, telling the driver to take you home as fast as possible. He was fine once you had gotten there, just really tired, so you cuddled him to sleep and didn’t let him up until he got at least ten hours of full sleep. 

Same thing happened a couple or so times more, and you were starting to get really tired of it. When would he learn that in order for it not to happen, he’d have to compromise and work a tiny bit less? You had just finished a photoshoot and were already on the way home when Seungmin called you. Nothing big happened, but Chan complained all the day about being tired, but let the guys off early while he stayed behind in the studio. You thank your friend for letting you know and change the driver’s destination from your house to JYPE’s building. You knew exactly where to find your boy. 

“Good morning, Ms. Y/L/N,” The security guard, Mr. Kim, greeted you. “Came here to drag Chan home?”

“You know it,” You laugh, waiving at him as you entered the elevator. 

The studios were on the third floor, allowing most producers to have their own space. You marched to the last door on the right– Stray Kids’ studio,– and not to your surprise, there he was, bleached hair shinning on the dim light. He was bobbing his head to a beat, and you chuckled, knowing he couldn’t hear you. The face he made, when he closed his eyes, scrunched his nose, and followed a beat, were adorable. It meant he was working on something he liked. You knew that now, but that would have to wait until tomorrow at least. Closing the door behind you, you slowly walk to your boyfriend, not wanting to give him a heart attack. He notices you from the corner of his eyes and smiles widely, allowing the grin to falter once he saw your face. Serious. Sad. A pinch of disappointment. 

“Babe…” He sighs, already knowing what’s to come. “I just have to finish this.”

“That,” You smile sadly. “Is not urgent. And I know because you guys just released Yellow Wood. So there is no comeback for a few months, at least; no radio shows since the tour is not in another month; and no secret mixtape for 3racha. So please, enlighten me. Why do you have to finish it tomorrow?”

His mouth hanged open. He knew you kept up with his group and his work, but never to this extent. You even knew his radio shows date beforehand, damn it, and he didn’t even remember if you had a shooting the next day. 

“It’s a personal project,” He mumbled, blushing a bit. “I just… I’m in the zone, I really think I can finish it in an hour or two.”

“Love,” You say, pulling the headphones down to his neck. “I’m not usually one to say this but… star procrastinating, mate. If you can do it now, I assure you, you can do it even better tomorrow, once you’re properly rested. Please, Chan, let’s go home.”

“You don’t understand, Y/N, I-“ He tries to come up with an excuse, but at this point you’re not having it. 

“I do,” You insist. “I do understand; my job is all about timing, Bang Chan. Light, shadow, wind. They are all variables that I have to work with in order to come up with the perfect result, but the only variable you have working with or against you is yourself. I promise to even help you with anything I might be able to, but go home and sleep a little. Or at least work from our bed, where you’ll be warm and cozy, and with me by your side.”

“That does sound good…” He mumbles, smiling to himself as he saved the files and packed hi bag. “Yeah, I’ll do a bit from home and then I’ll go to sleep.”

You sigh, knowing that this was the compromise he was making. So you had to make one too.

“Promise?” You pout, hugging him. 

“Promise.”

Turns out ‘a bit’ is actually a lot and at three a.m. you are woken up by the muffled sound of typing and a baseline. You make a tired mental note to buy Chan new headphones that block out the sound from leaking. You turn around and observe him with your head on your pillow. You didn’t have a photo session the next day and you hoped that practice would only start in the afternoon, allowing you to have a rare lazy morning with your boyfriend. If he went to sleep, that is.

He is so focused on his work he barely notices you reaching out to push a few stray hairs out of his face. He jumps a little, but then smiles and closes his eyes, relishing on the feeling. He turns to look at you and his heart drops; you look so tired. You have bags under your eyes and you barely have any strength to keep your arm up a minute more, allowing it to fall limp on your side. 

“Babe, are you okay?” He whispers, not wanting to interrupt the silent atmosphere more than he has to. 

“I feel like I should be asking that,” You chuckle and Chan’s whole body feels on fire. Your raspy voice always had that effect on him. “Still working, I see… You promised me, you know?”

“I know,” He smiles. “Sorry, I got carried away.”

“I know, but now put it away.” You ask shuffling closer to him, bringing your pillow with you. Usually, you’d lay on him, but his sitting up position wouldn’t allow you to lay on his chest. “Sleep.”

You hear a few more clicks and the light of the computer is gone. Finally, you think, as he got comfortable and dropped his arms over and around you. 

“Are you tired?” He asks, nuzzling the back of your neck. “You look like you haven’t slept in months, Y/N.”

“Yeah,” You whisper closing your eyes. “It’s been a rough month.”

Chan’s heart drops. And then picks up. You can feel it on your back and you know you’ve made a mistake. You shouldn’t have said that, but the haziness of your mind let it slip away. 

“What do you mean?”

Sighing, you turn around. You already knew what kind of night this would be, so you reach over him to turn on the lamp. 

“Come on,” You say, grabbing his hand and pulling him to the living room. It was a thing, for you two, to always have these deep, serious talks in the living room, since you promised to never take your problems into the bedroom. 

He brings the pillows while you grabbed the comforter and you to march to the armchair where he sits first, placing the pillows, and then pats his lap. This was the position; you sitting on his lap, surrounded by Chan– his arms, legs, smell. All him. It made you two feel safe. 

“What going on, love?” He mumbles, mouth on your hair, kissing your head. “Talk to me.”

“Work,” You shrug, bringing the blanket up to your chin. “I have to wake up really early but I can’t sleep right, so I’m just always tired. You know how it is.”

“No, I don’t,” He says, and that surprises you. “It’s different for all of us, baby. I can work pretty much normally on four, five hours of sleep. You can’t; you never could, why…”

And he stops.

“Is this because of me?” He asks, voice low and small. 

“What do you mean?” You frown, cuddling into him. 

“Me being not here… is that why you can’t sleep?” 

“I mean, I don’t think so?” You hum, thinking about it. “But I do sleep better with you here.”

He nods, arms like snakes, hugging you tighter and closer, and for a second you think he’ll crush you. But then they go slack. No more pressure, no more tightening. Just… dead weight. You look at him, eyes closed, head on your neck, soft, rhythmic breathing. You smile; he feel asleep. Getting more comfortable, you lay back into him, falling asleep in a matter of minutes. 

This is all you needed. Your favorite variable.

Chan.

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what do you think my loves? thoughts?

[villainsblog97]

Stray Kids Reaction: Kissing a Stranger on New Years

Summary: What's so bad about kissing someone on New Years? Well... it helps if you know who they are...

Warnings: some language and use of alcohol

Scenario: Pure Fluffy Balls of Fluff!!!

Bang Chan

"What's your name?" The aussie asked you.

"Where's the fun in that, if I leave you to keep guessing... you'll stick around a little longer" you smirked.

To say that he was enchanted by you would be a total understatement, you were definitely driving him insane, and the more you two hung out the more he wanted to know you.

"Countdown in 15 guys!!!" A guy called out.

You two met at a new years eve party, you had to help Chan get lose, he told you he didn't really do a lot of partying, but you helped change his mind, when he saw you it was like time froze, you were the only thing on his mind, and thanks to Jisung and Changbin, he finally got up the courage to talk to you (okay more like Jisung and Changbin pushed him towards you).

3 hours lead you to here, you found out he was producing music with his friends and hoping one day to make it big, you told him that you came from a small town and were a city girl stuck in a country world, so you packed it up and followed your dream.

Now you stood beside him, with 2 minutes left on the clock.

"You ever kissed anyone on New Years?" He asked.

"Its so overrated..." you yelled over the music.

The song ended and the Hyped up DJ began to start the countdown.

"Ten...Nine...Eight....Seven" your eyes drifted off to Chan's lips who were counting down with the crowd, they looked so soft and plump, made you really curious of the taste of them.

"Five...Four..." Chan looked down at you and caught you in the act, his mind went blank, maybe it was the rum and coke in his hand or maybe just the way you looked, but his eyes met your lips, and he couldn't take them off.

"Three....Two....One! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!"

"What the hell" he smiled as he pulled you in for a long 2020 kiss, you stomach flipped as you kissed him, he knew what he was doing, and it was driving you wild.

"Now will you tell me your name?"

"(Y/N)", "I'm Chris... but everyone around here calls me Chan"

Lee Know

This boy was already a tease, constantly hinting how badly he wanted to kiss you, but he also had a couple shots, so he was feeling pretty good.

"You know... you're suppose to kiss someone on new years...." he hinted.

"You don't have to..." you rolled your eyes.

"Its tradition!" He protested.

"Its lame..."

However as the alcohol set in, he was looking more and more delicious.

"I will admit, you are freaking hot" you smiled.

"Oh really?" He smirked.

"Little bit"

The guy called out the countdown was about to begin.

"Three.....Two....ONE! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!" you looked over and put your hands on his face and leaned up on your tip toes and planted a big kiss on him.

His eyes widen as you pulled away, but he'd be damned if he was just gonna let you go.

Changbin

After the fourth short joke, he was getting tired of being near you, but somehow everytime he tried to leave, he'd always run right back into you.

"Following me now pip squeak?" You smirked.

"Quit with the short jokes you're not that much taller!"

"Yes but I'm still... taller"

"Whatever!" He threw his hands up and walked away again.

Forty minutes later, he saw you again, he tried to avoid you but it was no use.

"Hey! Quit following me Amazon!" He glared.

"Amazon!?"

"Yeah! AM-A-ZON!!!!"

"You're starting to piss me off!" You yelled out

"That makes two of us!" He agreed.

"Five...Four...Three...Two...ONE! HAPPY NEW YEAR!"

"HAPPY NEW YEAR!" you yelled at him.

"Yeah! Same to you!" He said before pulling you into his lips for a harsh, yet satisfying, kiss.

You both froze in your tracks... (talk about sexual tension)

"Instead of Pip Squeak....why don't you call me Changbin"

Hyunjin

He was a flirt, no doubt... he could get any girl he wanted, except you, you were a challenge, and he liked the challenge.

"What is it about you that is so different?" He asked.

"Maybe I just don't fall so easily..."

"That you don't... but still..."

You gave him one last smile before walking away, because truth was, he was getting to you... and you couldn't have that, but at the same time you wanted to.

He was unlike anyone you've ever met, totally gorgeous, funny, and that smile.

Girls kept coming over, hanging all over him, he would politely deny their request, he knew what he wanted.

"Let's start the countdown!!!" A girl started cheering.

Everyone started the countdown, you looked around for the mystery guy, kind of hoping you could start your new year with him, but he was out of sight.

"HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!" the crowd cheered as people started to share a kiss with their significant other, you felt a hand on your shoulder and spun you on your heel, you met his eyes for only a second before he pulled you into his sweet, perfect lips.

"Call me Hyunjin"

Han

Jisung was a shy little bean, he didn't usually talk to girls because it would come out more incoherent gibberish than anything.

But he saw you and wanted so bad to know you, absolutely beautiful was what he saw and he really wanted to know more of you.

"Just go talk to her!" Felix said

"Yeah right... unless she understands jawa..."

"You don't sound like a star wars creature when you talk!"

"No it just comes out h-yo-ah-go-na- bye!"

"Okay so maybe that is a little Jawa..." he shrugs, "look mate... 2019 is almost over! Go now or forever hold your peace!"

A few minutes later, He was up talking to you, not doing too bad when talking to you.

Drinking has helped.

You couldn't help how adorable he was, and how he just melted your heart everytime he smiled, you two spent pretty much the rest of 2019 together, laughing, talking and occasionally staring into each others eyes.

You were falling.

And so was he.

"Ten...Nine...Eight...Seven...Six....Five...Four....THREE...TWO....ONE!!!! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!" Jisung looked down at you with nervous hands and a shaky voice.

"Can I kiss you??" He yelled over the loud music and equally loud cheers.

"Yes!" You yelled back, with that His shaking hands reached your face as he leaned down and kissed you ever so softly.

"I'm Jisung" he smiled

"(Y/N)"

Felix

Felix was having fun, spending new years with Chan at a local little club in Australia.

"2020 resolution!" Chan said as he sat the shot glass down.

Felix downed the shot and sat it beside him.

"Awe why mate... those never happen!"

"Come on come on, just play along!"

"Okay I..... holy..." his eyes widened

"More....religious?" Chan asked

"If my religion is her..." he sighed out as you approached him.

"Nice hair" you smiled.

"Hair.... " he was in a trance by you.

"What my good mate here was trying to say was, thank you! And I'll leave you two to it then!" Chan slipped away leaving you and Felix to talk, you told him you just moved here a few weeks ago and saw him around a couple days ago, you blushed as you told him he had an enchanting presence that made you want to get to know him more, he blushed a bit too.

Few hours later, you two were hitting it off well... Chan stood back and watched his friend like a proud mom.

"So any new year resolutions?" You asked as you took a drink.

"Nothing I can think of... I'm not really a new years resolution kind of guy"

"Oh come on.... everyone has a new years resolution" you laughed.

"Well let me get back to you"

"Countdown in Ten.....Nine...Eight!!!" The DJ called out.

"We better get over there!" You called as you grabbed your drink in one hand and took Felix's hand in the other, dragging him to the crowd.

He grabbed a hold of his drink as he followed you.

"Five...Four..." you both chimed in.

"Three...Two...One... HAPPY NEW YEAR!" without even thinking Felix leaned over and placed a sweet kiss on your lips, you weren't complaining, he was gorgeous, and his lips were the perfect taste.

"You know how I said I'd get back to you on that resolution?"

"Yeah?"

"I think I just found it..."

Seungmin

From the get go Seungmin was hypnotized by you, he pretty much ditched all his friends to go talk to you, but it was worth it, he found you exceptionally beautiful, and couldn't take his eyes off you.

You two were talking and enjoying each others company, when you unzipped your jacket to reveal a Day6 T-Shirt.

Seungmin then knew he found his soulmate.

"You like Day6!??!?" His eyes lit up.

"Of course! Die hard My Day since day 1!" You smiled.

"I love them! Their music is so..."

"Amazing!" You both said in unison

"Whos your bias!?" He smiled.

"Oh hands down Jae! He cracks me up!"

As if you two weren't already getting to know each other, now it was getting serious, Seungmin was falling for a total stranger, he didn't even know your name.

"Hey... I'm Seungmin" he smiled as he held out his hand.

"I'm-"

"Start the countdown!!!!" Everyone cheered as they counted down to the new year.

You and Seungmin joined in counting down with the crowd.

"Three....Two....ONE! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!" Seungmin leaned down and kissed you, then froze.

"I'm sorry... I was....lost in the moment"

You leaned up on your toes and returned the kiss to him.

"Its okay... also... (Y/N)" you smiled.

I.N

When it came to Jeongin, girls were the last thing on his mind, he wasn't exactly scared of them... he would just... run away from them.

However you were different, he was talking with you all night at the party his friends dragged him to.

It wasn't so bad when you started talking to him.

You found out he was the same age as you and only a couple months older than you, but he was adorable, and his smile killed you.

You told him that some of your friends dragged you along too, you were the youngest of your little group too, you both had a lot in common and the countdown got closer and closer.

"Anything you wanna remember from 2019?" You asked.

"Well... definitely you!" He grinned, your heart shook, no one ever said that to you.

"I wanna remember you too" you smiled.

"Let's start the countdown!" Everyone cheered.

"Jeongin! Let's go!!!" Some of his friends came by and pulled him along, he made sure you followed him.

You two stood close and slowly laced your fingers together.

"Three....Two....One! HAPPY NEW YEAR"

Jeongin looked at you with those soft, heart melting eyes, you nodded a little, knowing what he was asking for, he held both your hands and leaned in to give you a new year kiss.

"THATS MY BOY!!!" you heard one of the members call out.

"So... I'm Jeongin" he smiled, light pink dusted on his cheeks.

"(Y/N)"

"Happy New Year (Y/N)"

[randomdrabblesfromknwiis]

Birthday Booze

Pairing: Stray Kids’ I.N. / Reader

Genre: humor, smutty, birthday shenangians

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Korean drinking age is 19, so it’s not underage; “Noona” usage; somewhat irresponsible drinking; dry humping (clothes don’t come off at all)

Summary: Yang Jeongin just turned 19, which means he can legally drink and try to woo you as an adult.

Yang Jeongin turns 19 and is officially able to drink with this hyungs. The biggest party is planned for his coming of age, mostly by the two eldest, Woojin and Chan. While Woojin tries to keep it simple and make sure no one will die from alcohol poisoning, Chan just throws money at what he can; even getting his hands on beer and liquor from all over the globe.

While Jeongin counts the days down, he’s also excited because you’ll be there. Ever since you saved him from getting separated from the others at the airport, he sees you as someone he could look up to, or more appropriately, someone he’d like to see below him.

He is going to woo you with a beer in his hand and you are going to be his girlfriend and he is going to be an adult.

Well, he would have been if his hyungs didn’t totally conspire against him.

“Jeonginnie, did you try this one? Ooh, how about this one?” Minho asks, shoving glass after glass of foreign liquor into his hands, making sure he downs each shot with enthusiasm.

“Try this Australian beer! It’s amazing!” Felix cheers, handing over a bottle with a kangaroo on it.

His face is red and he’s carelessly happy when you finally show up to the party. You have a beautifully wrapped box under your arm and a giggly Jisung pushing you forward into the living room of their dorm, practically hanging off you. You push him back with a laugh, walking over to Jeongin to hand him your gift.

“Happy birthday, our Jeonginnie,” you say, bending over a bit to give him a one-armed hug. The angle allows a good view for him to look down your shirt, but he is so tipsy by now that he can’t enjoy it properly. When you pull back, you hand him his gift before you’re whisked away by Felix.

“Noona! You’re drinking with us, right?” he hears Felix ask you, but you laugh him off.

“Not if I want to make it home tonight. I’ll stick to one Stella and that’s it,” you say, swatting at his shoulder when he tries to hand you a shot of tequila. Woojin swoops in with your beer of choice and a kiss on the cheek.

It may look like Jeongin is sitting happily, slightly tipsy with red cheeks and ears, but inside he boils with rage at his hyung’s easy affection for the woman of his affections. He wishes he could just hand you a beer and kiss you like that.

While you are older than him (actually all of them), you have never treated him like a kid. You treat him like an adult capable of making his own decisions, but also help guide him in the right direction when he doesn’t have his head screwed on right.

In fact, he finds he’s jealous of every other member too, how easy they can show skin ship with you. Chan and Felix are more comfortable with that, coming from Australia and being able to grow up in an environment that fosters physical affection. The others grow into it quickly as well, but Jeongin just can’t get passed it. Affection needs to mean something to him, but he’s so afraid to show any to you in case you turn him down.

Well, those thoughts are out the window as he stares at you from across the room, watching you laugh with Chan as he does a dance with flailing arms.

Minho sidles up to him to see where his line of sight is going. Jeongin can’t turn his eyes away fast enough.

“You’ve been staring at her since she walked in,” he deduces with a small knowing smirk. He gives the maknae another shot and watches him down it. He’s at the point that it doesn’t burn on the way down.

Jeongin finally looks at the gift you gave him, wondering if he should open it now or wait until after cake. With the rate he’s going, he might not even see the cake. He carefully unwraps the box and opens it to find the next few volumes of the manga he’s been obsessed with for the past month. He smiles fondly at it.

When Jeongin turns to look at Minho, he realizes he’s no longer next to him. No, he is by your side, getting a tight hug from you, and it makes his blood boil again. He is holding you for much too long. He turns the both of you to send a smirk his way over your shoulder.

Minho is doing this on purpose. The bastard.

He says something into your ear, and you turn to look at him with a smile. He’s suddenly glad that his cheeks are already red. Then you move away from Minho and make your way to him.

“I got the right books, right?” you ask, sitting down next to him on the floor. He can only nod, his eyes shyly going back to the box in his lap. “I’m glad. I thought you had these ones already.”

“Thank you, noona. I think all my gift money was spent on alcohol, so I’m happy I got to unwrap something,” he smiles, shifting the box off his lap and onto the floor. Seungmin appears on his left, grabbing a beer and soju, but not before giving the birthday boy a good-natured shove to the shoulder. Maybe to egg on his confidence?

“Hey! You can’t just grab booze and shove him!” you exclaim with a chuckle, pulling Jeongin into you protectively, like a mother coddling a child. Seungmin only laughs before going into the kitchen portion of the room, where Hyunjin and Minho are congregated.

While he is happy to have his face pressed to your chest, he can’t afford the physical reaction that it will bring. He breaks away with a laugh and seems to have a new shot pressed into his hand by Changbin.

“Noona, have you thought about staying the night? That way you can drink all night with us!” Changbin quips, raising his own shot into the air like a mock toast before swallowing it down in one go.

“And be in a dorm surrounded by boys? I’d rather be a stick in the mud,” you joke. You take a swig from your beer before really looking at the two boys next to and in front of you. Their faces are bright red, Changbin holding up a little better than Jeongin. “I’m going to grab you both some water. Stay here.”

Jeongin watches you rise and sashay over to the kitchen (but did you really sashay? Or is he that far gone?). Minho immediately grabs your arm and pulls you into the circle of him, Hyunjin, and Seungmin.

“We’re going to bring out the cake in a few minutes. Do you want to carry it out?” Hyunjin asks, not afraid to wrap an arm around your shoulders. “I mean, if I had my way, I’d have you popping out of a cake for him, but I lost that vote.”

You playfully jab him in the ribs with two fingers, making him fly back away from you. “I wouldn’t do that anyway!”

“Yeah, but have you ever thought that maybe he wants to see that?” Minho snickers, leveling you with an evil grin.

“Nobody wants to see that. We need to see that,” a voice says right behind you. You turn to see Chan.

“Shut up, Chris,” you groan, finally grabbing the jug of filtered water that you originally came over here for. “You’re gross.”

“I just know what I need. And you coming out of a cake would make my birthday party!” Chan shrugs with a grin, following you back to Jeongin and Changbin.

You find two glasses that once held alcohol and poured water in them, making sure the two drink the entire cup down. You also hand a cup to Chan, which he takes without a fight and gulps the liquid down.

Grabbing your beer, you go to sit on the couch by Woojin, making idle chatter while the party around you gets into full swing.

Jeongin tries to have fun with Jisung and Felix, playing a game on a console, but can’t keep his eyes from finding you every few minutes. He doesn’t want you disappearing on him. A few more shots and “Loser Punch” created by a mixture of alcohol lovingly tended by Felix whenever someone lost a round, he starts to feel it.

Oh god; I’m drunk.

“Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Jeonginnie, happy birthday to you!” Given that everyone had good vocals in the group, it still hurt to hear it sung. But you are lit up with the candles on his chocolate cake, making you even more ethereal and he almost forgets where he is – not alone in a bedroom, which is his preferred choice.

“Make a wish and don’t spit on the cake!” Jisung yells, making everyone laugh.

Jeongin can’t help but stare at you before blowing out his candles, fluttering your hair a little.

“CAKE!” Chan whooped, everyone settling around to get a slice; the knife is handled responsibly by Woojin. Before Jeongin can get a slice, chocolate frosting is smeared on his cheeks, bringing noises of laughter and disgust into being.

“Lick it off, noona!” Changbin cheers, licking off the frosting he smeared onto Jeongin’s cheek himself.

The birthday boy screeches in response but doesn’t have the ability to maneuver away from him in his drunken state. You play along, bending him backwards to reach his cheek and sucking the frosting off, making everyone double over from laughing.

Jeongin is mortified and extremely turned on at the same time, so he quickly grabs his slice of cake and sits down – he tries his best to laugh it off, but damn that was hot.

Another slice of cake and a few more shots later, Jeongin is passed the point of coherent thought. He giggles at everything anyone says and his discretion is nowhere to be seen. He’s all over everyone, leaning heavily against them and wrapping his arms around his target.

That’s when you decide to step in. “Alright, Jeonginnie, I’m cutting you off,” you say, taking the shot out of his hand and swallowing it yourself. You watch his throat bob in a hard gulp, his cheeks red and his eyes practically rolling in their sockets.

He leans down to smoosh his cheek against your shoulder, his heavy weight almost knocking you over into Woojin. “Noona, are you staying the night?”

“I can’t, sweet pea; I have work tomorrow morning,” you answer, trying to push him up into a sitting position again.

“Noona, you should call out sick and stay with us,” he continues, making Woojin chuckle beside you.

“I’m bringing you to bed. You can barely sit up!” You take his arms and try to pull him off the couch, but his head lolls back and he whines.

“Felix isn’t going to bed!”

“Felix drank Australian beer all night – you had harder stuff than he did. He’s probably marginally better than you are,” you explain, trying to pull him to his feet once more. You succeed this time. Your arm is holding him up around the waist as you try to walk him slowly in the direction of his and Minho’s shared room.

They are the only two to have two separate beds instead of bunk beds, and you thank your lucky stars that it isn’t Jisung you had to get into bed. However, after seeing him walk into walls, the couch, and the other members, it probably isn’t too far off.

You close the door behind you to try and muffle the music and sounds from the other room. You gasp when you feel arms around your neck and heavy breaths in your ear.

“Noona, do you like me?” Jeongin asks, his voice deeper and gasping, but still slurred from all the alcohol he consumed. His hand cards through your hair at the back of your neck, making you shiver.

“Yes, very much. Are you going to change into some pajamas?” you ask, looking around on the floor where a bunch of clothes are piled. His arms don’t move from around your neck.

“Do you think I’m cute?”

“Yes, very.”

“Would you sleep with me?”

You baulk at his final question. How were you supposed to answer him?

“It’s complicated, Jeonginnie,” you dodge, trying to unwrap his arms so you can get him into bed. He is going to have a hell of a hangover in the morning.

“Huh? If you like me and think I’m cute, you should sleep with me,” he smiles drunkenly, thinking Point A and Point B equals Point C. You can’t help the grimace your face falls into.

“I’m eight years older than you –“

“So? Is it b-because I’m young? Do you need an experienced boyfriend?” he spits, finally letting you go but swaying where he stands.

You sigh, “honestly, you’re very tempting.” He always comes off as very innocent, and that’s something that an animalistic part of you wants to destroy.

“I tempt you?” he giggles falling back onto his bed (you hope). He bites his lip as he looks you up and down. His legs are spread wide and he’s half-reclining on the bed – tempting is a mighty fine word for him right now. His head tilts back to show off his neck which is a defining feature of his, one that you find extremely attractive. He is doing everything he can to get to you and you can tell.

You step closer to him, standing between his knees and giving him a very serious look. He gulps and you can’t help but watch his throat bob. “An older woman should take a younger man because she can teach him how to please her,” you recite from a magazine you read last month, “and to a point, I agree. But I’m not allowed to touch you.”

Jeongin feels like he had a bucket of cold water fall on him. “Why not?”

“Chan’s orders.”

“He’s not in charge of me! I can do whatever I want!” he whines.

“Can you keep a secret?” At his nod, you kneel over him, hooking your knees under his to have him straddle your hips, your hands planted next to his head on the bed. Leaning into his ear, you whisper, “He’s not the boss of me either.”

He lay vulnerable beneath you, his breath picking up speed from your proximity. You are so close to him, and then oh god. You shift your hips slightly to apply pressure to his groin. He gasps. He bucks his hips up into your belly and releases a moan that has your head spinning.

It’s a shame that he drank so much. If he was sober, you could have nailed him without too much guilt. But because he is drunk, it would be considered nonconsensual. You nod to yourself after thinking of a plan.

“Jeonginnie, what do you think about a challenge?” you ask, taking your phone out of your pocket. He watches you earnestly, tongue coming out to wet his dry lips. “I’m going to set the timer on my phone to ten minutes. If you can last that long, then I’ll let you have your way with me.”

“Last doing what?”

You step away from him only to readjust his legs so you could straddle him. Your hands are caging in his head again and you lean down to place your mouth near his ear.

“If you can handle some dry humping, you should be able to handle me. What do you say, baby boy?” you whisper, licking the shell of his ear. He gasps again and bucks up into you, feeling so much better for the both of you with this position. He is fully erect now, and you can feel him well through both sets of pants.

“Noona, please,” he wails, his hands coming up to your hips.

You press the timer button and lean back, lightly grinding down onto his cock. You want to kiss his pretty lips, but that, you knew, is your trump card. He already looks completely fucked out and you’ve barely done anything. In the small light of the room, his face is deeply flushed, his pupils dilated, and he bites his lip in concentration. Maybe he sobered up a little, if the fire in his eyes is anything to go by.

He takes your hips and pulls you down harder onto him. You can’t help the small moan that leaves your lips. He applies (unknowingly) the right amount of pressure in the right spot for you to feel the pleasure go down your spine. You clench around nothing when he moans your name.

Your control is lost after that, and you lean down and finally connect your lips to his, swallowing the stream of moans from him as you ramp up your hip movements. You press down harder on him, picking up your pace as you stick your tongue in his mouth. He tastes surprisingly sweet after all the alcohol he downed earlier.

His kisses are sloppy and unpracticed. His hips stutter in their pace. He’s almost constantly whining and moaning now. He won’t last the full ten minutes.

Your own pleasure is building up just from the clitoral stimulation alone, and your panties are starting to stick to you. You wish you could take them off.

“If this is what it feels like with our clothes on, then I can’t wait to feel what it’s like to have them off!” he whines quietly, his fingers digging into your waist.

You chuckle, “here, I’ll give you a small preview.” You take his hand and slide it up your shirt and he gasps at the feeling of your skin. His eyes bug out when his hand is passed underneath the band of your bra and feels a hardened nipple.

His pace becomes erratic now, and you must keep your mouth glued to his to hush his moans.

Your name becomes a mantra to him. You are a goddess about to bring him to a higher plane, a new dimension – but he knows that if he does now, he won’t get to have you the way he wants.

But you feel so good.

It’s when you remove your mouth and clamp a hand over his, adjusting your trajectory to his neck that he can’t help it. You lick up his neck to his jaw and he shivers. Must – hold – on!

He flicks his thumb over your nipple, and you groan quietly, pushing your breast into his hand more.

You know better than to leave marks on his neck, but god you want to mark him. In lieu of his neck, you decide to lift his shirt, getting your first real chance to touch his naked torso. He’s toned, but not overly, making you bite your lip as he continues to buck up into you. You grind down into him in response.

You kiss his chest, right over his heart, then circle your tongue around his nipple. His hand slips back out of your shirt to resume its place on your hip.

He chants another word at this point, “no, no, no, no, no!”

His entire body stiffens under you, a choked cry coming from Jeongin after you remove your hand. He comes in his pants with only a minute left on the clock. That’s a shame.

You help him come down by kissing his chest lightly, able to feel and hear his heart beating out of his chest. You don’t get to climax, but it was worth seeing him come undone under you.

He pulls you by your neck into a searing kiss, and you moan. Then he lets you go and falls boneless back to the bed. You crawl off him and fix your bra and shirt before turning back to him. Jeongin is sound asleep.

You can’t help but kiss his forehead in fondness. And worry that he’s going to have a rough time cleaning up in the morning if he doesn’t get up now to clean himself. You suppose it would help him think it was just a dream.

You tidy your hair before stepping out and closing the door quietly behind you. Hyunjin is sprawled out on the floor, and Changbin and Felix are still dancing to the music. Minho, Jisung, and Seungmin are eating the last pieces of the cake. Chan and Woojin find you before you can find them. “Is he alright?” Chan asks.

“He didn’t want to go down quietly that’s for sure. Just check on him before you go to bed to make sure he’s propped up with pillows,” you answer.

“Are you sure you don’t want to stay the night?” Woojin asks, “It’s getting late, and we’re nervous about you taking a train this late.”

“I’ll be fine, Woojinnie. But I do have to get going.” They both hug you goodbye, getting hugs from the three in the kitchen as well. Felix and Changbin are too far in their own worlds, and Hyunjin is dead asleep.

“Will you pop out of a cake for Hyunjin’s birthday next month?” Minho teased as you got your shoes on. You only waved a fist in his direction. He got the hint.

[sunshineekid-blog1]

The Time From Before Pt.1

A/N: hehe so like. I spent my day writing this and I actually finished it but tumblr wont let me upload the 3.7k story so I guess I'll do it in parts

Summary thingy: So you're a college student annnnd Chan's a single dad who is also a college student. See what happens when you meet his toddler daughter ヽ(^o^)丿

Pairing: Bang Chan x Reader

"Hey Minho, can you take my afternoon shift?"

You worked at a café with your friends Jisung, Hyunjin, Minho, & Changbin. You were all broke college students so what better way to earn money than work together right?

"Sorry (y/n)," the voice didn't belong to Minho but Hyunjin instead, "Minho is mine after work, we have a project together due in dance next week and we haven't even started"

You groaned in frustration as Minho walked in and flashed a small smile at you because he knew why you probably wanted to leave.

Of course he was right too.

"Let me guess (y/n), another date?" Minho said chuckling

"I'll have you know that he seemed real sweet but," you sigh, "I guess I'll have to cancel because I'm gonna be here all night."

"Why don't you ask Changbin or Jisung?" Hyunjin cut in

"I can't ask them because they took today off & told us not to bug them because they have a show tonight. It's fine I'll cancel, but if I die single I'll remember that you four are the cause of it."

Your laughter with your friends was cut off by the sudden cries of a small toddler. You looked over and saw a small child that had walked into the café by herself. Reacting almost instantly you walked over to the small child to calm her down while also looking for her parents.

"Hi there, I'm (y/n), where are your parents?" You felt awkward as your two friends laughed quietly as they watched you helplessly try to talk to the toddler.

Suddenly she looked up at you sniffed & shyly hid behind her tiny hands.

Wait why's a toddler in a café that's on a college campus? You thought to yourself as you crouched down to meet the little girls eyes.

"Excuse me honey, I'm here to help you, can you tell me your name?" You tried again while looked at your friends still laughing silently behind the counter.

The little girl sniffled once more but answered.

"I'm Sumi Bang," the little girl was almost inaudible but you were close enough to hear her. You stood up and stuck your hand out to the little girl but she looked at you and stuck her arms up. She wanted to be carried.

"Can you please carry me, daddy told me not to leave his side but I saw a doggy and wandered off, he's gonna be angry if he finds out" the little girl confessed suddenly and started to cry again which took you by surprise so you obliged and lifted her up.

"Minho, Hyunjin, call the main office and tell them a little girl named Sumi Bang wandered into the café." The two boys nodded and called right before leaving you alone with the random child.

"Sumi would you like anything to eat or drink?" Sumi then asked for a cup of strawberry milk and some cake happily. You couldn't help but smile at the little girl become she was just so cute. Looking at the clock, it was almost closing time.

"Hey Sumi honey, do you know where your daddy was heading before you lost him?" The little girl looked up at you and shook her head.

"Daddy had a place to be with his friends so he left me with a babysitter."

"Do you know what this babysitter looked like? Maybe his name?" You wanted to go home but you couldn't just leave the little girl alone so you tried maybe getting her back to where she was supposed to be.

The little girl giggled before she answered, "He left me with uncle Felix."

"Let's go walk around and see if we can find your uncle sweetie."

The little girl laughed again. "Felix isn't my actual uncle, he just helps my daddy raise me since mommy isn't here."

Kids really don't know what personal things are huh?

Closing up the shop, you lifted up the little girl and started to look for "Felix."

Your phone buzzed as a text message had arrived from Hyunjin.

"Hey (y/n), did you ever find that girls parents?"

"No luck yet. She said she ran away from her babysitter. If he was taking care of my kid, he'd never be hired again."

"Minho says that Jisung and Changbin just finished up with their show and would be willing to help you out, meet them at the café."

You sigh in frustration because you just left the café. You looked at Sumi to see she had fallen asleep. Turning around, you started walking back to the café.

~

After about 10 minutes you arrived back at the café only to be greeted with not only Changbin and Jisung, but also an angry looking man and a worried man.

"So uh who are your friends here?" You asked looking are your friends.

"Right sorry, Chan this is (y/n), (y/n) that's Chan, Felix this is (y/n), (y/n) that's Felix."

Pointing your finger at Felix you immediately said "So YOU'RE the shitty babysitter! Which makes you," changing your fingers direction to Chan, "Sumi's father?" You smiled sweetly at Chan & stuck your hand out to shake his hand while Sumi snuggled up to your chest.

"Can I have my kid back?" Chan asked a little rudely but you can't blame him, his kid was lost.

"No she's mine now sorry," you said jokingly while also unlatching the little girl from your body.

"Thank you for taking care of her (y/n), I don't know what I would do if I lost her." Chan looked at you after taking his daughter back and smiled nicely at you causing you to blush a little.

"Yeah n-no problem.. I'm sure most people would have done the same.. If you ever need a new babysitter, and I'm sure after today you might, I'd love to take care of her."

Jisung and Changbin stared at you in slight disbelief as you smiled at Chan.

You, (y/n) just told a total stranger, that you would take care of his kid and give up your free time for him.

"Yeah," Chan chuckled at the comment about Felix which surprised the other three boys, "I think I might need a new babysitter soon."

The two of you exchanged numbers and said your goodbyes.

"Hey Jisung," you were still waving and smiling at the cute boy and his daughter as they walked away, "How come your friend has a kid at such a young age?"

"Ah well that's not so much my place to tell but I'll tell you this, he was young and in love."

"What do you mean was young, he looks like he's my age? Are you saying Im old?"

"Anyway, I'm surprised you said that."

"Said what?" The two boys looked at you in confusion.

"(y/n). You told Chan you'd take care of Sumi when he can't." Jisung reminded you.

"I'm more surprised that he agreed to it Jisung, you know how he is when it comes to girls." Changbin said.

"Wait what does that mean?" You looked at the two boys with confusion.

"It's not your business (y/n). He just has a hard time letting go." Jisung looked a little sad while he said that last part.

He just has a hard time letting go.

What did that even mean.

~

The next day at work would have been boring since it was Saturday and you could be out doing something but Chan walked in.

"Good morning Chan" you welcomed him with a bright smile. You could tell you caught him by surprise but he greeted you back with a warm smile.

"Good morning (y/n)."

"Where's little Sumi?" You noticed his daughter wasn't around him and felt a little sad because you grew a little fond of the toddler.

"Oh she's at home sleeping, I would have brought her but Changbin was over hanging out with Felix and I trust Changbin."

"Makes sense," You said laughing a little "Now, what can I do for you?"

"What?"

"Chan I work here. Yknow. The café you just walked into."

"O-Oh right," he was obviously embarrassed as his pale cheeks became a rosy pink color. "I'll take a cappuccino and a chocolate chip cookie."

"Coming right up Mr. Bang" you smiled at him.

He's cute. Maybe he's the reason why none of my dates are ever successful.

"Here you go Chan," handing him his order you couldn't help but fall slowly in love with him. Everything about him seemed perfect.

After Chan left, Jisung came running out of the kitchen where he had watched the whole scene happen.

"(Y/N) WHAT WAS THAT?!"

"What was what?"

"(Y/n) Chan talked to you."

"I mean he kinda had to."

"(Y/n) he knows I'm working, usually he asks for me or Changbin."

"Maybe he likes me?"

"Doubtful."

"Rude."

“So what if it is.”

~

After meeting Chan you two constantly texted each other and would hang out. You weren't sure if this was dating or just friendly but you loved it because you liked Chan a lot. You found out almost everything about him like how he's from Australia and how his name his actually Chris. He found out how you studied in America and knew English. You laughed together and did a lot together. You two seemed to be the missing puzzle pieces if your lives, or at least that's what you thought.

~

A few weeks later, you got a text from Chan finally.

"Hey (y/n) I hope this isn't too last minute but do you think you could take care of Sumi tonight? Something suddenly came up."

"Of course Chan! What time should I be there?"

"Thanks, I'm leaving around 6, Felix will be there but I really don't trust him alone anymore."

"hehehe ok I'll be there." You were visibly smiling at your phone and your 4 friends all noticed it and looked at each other then back at you.

"(Y/n) got another date tonight?" Minho teased

"I wish"

"So why are you smiley (y/n)" Hyunjin asked

"Oh, Chan texted me-"

"Now he's texting you? Changbin I'm telling you he's gonna regret this."

"First of all, let me finish Han Jisung, Second regret what?"

"It's nothing (y/n). Continue." Changbin gave Jisung an almost unnoticeable glare.

"Anyway, he asked me to take care of Sumi with Felix tonight."

"Sure." Jisung rolled his eyes and went back to cleaning the table he had been previously cleaning.

~

Later that night you nervously walked over to where Chan lived.

Before you could knock on the door, you were met face to face with Bang Chan.

"O-Oh H-Hi Chan." You shyly looked away. He looks so god damn handsome.

"Thank you so much (y/n), Felix will let you know about anything about Sumi, I've gotta go, Thank you again.

“Yeah no problem.”

You walked into the house to find Felix having a tea party with Sumi. You giggled at this sight before saying hello.

“Hi Felix, we met a few weeks ago, I'm (y/n)

“Oh (y/n) Hi!” Felix seemed to be a very bright person from his getting. He scooted over and patted the floor signaling that you could sit down and join them.

“Hi there Sumi,” you said smiling at her.

“Hi (y/n)!!!” She seemed very happy to see you. The three hung out until it was past Sumi's bed time.

“Cmon Sumi, your father will kill me if he finds out I let you stay up this late” Felix was desperately trying to get the 3 year old to go to her room and sleep but she refused. But she finally confessed why she wouldn't listen to Felix.

“I want (y/n) to tuck me in!”

“O-Oh alright if that's what you want.” Walking into her room you saw it was very cute and girly.

“Sumi you have a very pretty room I'm so jealous”

“Thank you (y/n)” Sumi yawned and fell asleep quickly

~

You decided to keep Felix some company until Chan got back even though Felix kept telling you to go home.

“Hey Felix, if you can, can you tell me what happened with Sumi's mom? Chan and I hang out a lot but he's still keeping that from me and I haven't asked him yet because I'm scared to.”

Felix inhaled deeply and looked at you then at the tv.

“If I tell you, it didn't come from me and you also have to pretend that you don't know any of this.”

Part 2

[pinkforyoongi]

Best friends to lovers | Lee Felix

pairing: felix x reader

genre: fluff

word count: 4,3k

warnings: swearing, slight mentions of bullying

a/n: okay so lately i’ve really been getting into stray kids uwu i think i already consider myself a stay :) one day i just felt like writing some fluff and i was wondering who to write for so i thought hey- felix would fit this concept (also i wrote this on his birthday happy late birthday to him ♥) and i’m pretty happy with the end result! hope you enjoy! ~

you met lee felix when you were 5 years old

it was winter and it had just snowed, so you were outside with the girl from your neighbor, dahyun, building snowmen

felix arrived on the scene with another boy, changbin, who was the epitome of evil and every kid on the block knew that

changbin would break everyones sand castles and laugh, call girls gross and pull their hair

he had done that to you too, several times

it seemed like no one was safe from the little demon’s wrath, but for some reason, this boy, felix, was by his side and for some reason, changbin hadn't yet made him cry

your friend had snorted at the sight of the bully, telling the boy duo to go away

as expected, changbin had laughed and made his way over

you had stood up from the ground where you were rolling a snowball and placed yourself between changbin and your snowman

no bully could scare you

the boy had given you a weird look, then tugged the sleeve of his friends jacket

"felix, destroy (y/n)'s snowman"

you turned to stare at the boy in question, glaring at him as threateningly as you could

but somehow changbin had brain washed his friend into his evil shenanigans, as he, without hesitation, pushed you aside and proceeded to kick your wonderful snowman to the ground with you

dahyun had yelled for her mom after that, making the boys flee the scene with basically fire under their butts

but not before you had given felix one last glance, as if telling him he'd regret it and you would not forget his face

not long after that you met felix for the second time

you had learned from your parents that felix and his family were new

he had just moved into the neighborhood from australia and changbins and his parents were childhood long friends

that explained why they were together and why he was also evil

changbin must have infected him with evilness a long time ago - you thought

this time you were alone, playing outside in the snow again, when you saw felix approach you from the corner of your eye

you lifted your head up to stare at the boy who now stood in front of you

he didn't say anything, just stared

you gave him a look to make sure he knew just how displeased you were of his sudden appearance

but his next words surprised you completely

"hey wanna be friends?"

you were beyond angry at his seemingly innocent suggestion

how dare he ask such things from you after what he had done

and because you had been a feisty little kid, you showed him your little fist in response

you weren't having any of this

you were expecting him to laugh, smirk, anything that showed just how evil he was

but once again, the boy surprised you

he began to pout, looking like he was about to cry

"you don't want to be my friend?”

you weren't planning on talking to him at all, but he was acting really strange for a bully

so you spoke to him

"you destroyed my snowman" you stated, reminding him of his horrible crime

still, on the verge of tears, felix muttered:

"i felt bad. it was a really nice snowman. i'm sorry."

you were a confused little you, pouting in thought, trying to figure out the true intentions of this strangely behaving kid

"then why did you do it? why are you friends with changbin the monster?"

felix sniffled, his nose already red from the cold

"our mom's are friends. they told us to play together. changbin can be nice too, i swear! he has a cool train collection."

you stood up from the ground to inspect the boy closer, trying to see if he was hiding a snowball or something behind his back

or worse yet, if that little demon boy was hiding somewhere nearby, ready to attack you any moment

but you found nothing

nothing to prove his intentions were bad

you didn't trust him yet, but something made you stick your hand out to him

"i'll be your friend if you rebuild my snowman with me."

felix stared at your hand, but quickly took it, shaking it excitedly as a wide grin spread on his face

"deal!"

for the next few hours the two of you spent building many different looking snowmen, laughing and having fun

and that's how you and lee felix became friends

as time passed and you began to trust him more, you introduced your new friend to your parents

your parents absolutely adored him, always calling him cute whenever he showed them a bright smile and gushing over his little freckles

so you invited him over, your parents making it a big deal since he was the first boy to ever enter your room

they would tease you occasionally, but to you it didn't seem that big of a deal

he was just a really good friend

felix eventually introduced you to changbin properly

the two of you had been careful around each other at first

changbin even tried to prank you a couple of times

but each time felix protected you from his evil wrath

changbins tries to bully you soon ended however, as you had the chance to bite his arm, after which he learned not to mess with you

and before you knew it, you were friends with seo changbin, the bully of your neighborhood, who turned out to be an actual softie, especially when it came to fluffy plushies

the three of you were close and rarely fought

there were times when changbin would call you gross, but you'd remind him of that one time he wiped snot into his sleeve and he'd get embarrassed pretty quickly

you can recall one time you and felix had a fight

he was over at your place and you had showed him your barbie coloring book and your new set of sharpies

you had promised him he could color one picture from your book if he wouldn't ruin your sharpies

but you were horrified when you saw felix pick out a green pen and color in barbies hair

you had screamed and snatched the object from the poor boys hand, making him jump from surprise

"you poopoo head! barbies hair is yellow not green!"

felix had tried to explain he thought green would look cool on her but you weren't having any of it

it was a damn crime to color barbies hair any other color than yellow how did he not know that?????

how dare he try to justify his actions with such a rubbish excuse?!?!?!

but soon enough you forgive him

but after a lot of convincing from felix's side

he had promised to stay away from your barbie coloring book as well as to never tease you again about that one time you accidentally farted in front of him

you grew up together until you found yourselves in high school

changbin had moved from your neighborhood and was studying in a different school, however he was still in the same city, so you kept in contact on your free time

after puberty had hit you, felix had became rather popular among other kids

you on the other hand, never really mastered the art of getting new friends as you were pretty awkward around new people

besides, you were fine with just changbin, felix and the girl from your neighbor, dahyun

and you were acquainted with some of felix's friends like hwang hyunjin, kim seungmin and han jisung

overall you were pretty satisfied with your high school life

your school success was going well and you had no trouble with anyone

until one day

your school had already ended for the day and you had stayed in the school library to finish off some assignments when a couple jerks entered the space

you didn't know their names, but they were fairly known to be those typical asshole jocks who didn't give a rats ass about their school success

you rolled your eyes as they entered, laughing rather loudly

you ignored them, but couldn't help but get distracted when they noticed you there, whispered something to each other and then approached you

"hey nerd! help us with our assignments"

you sternly kept your eyes on the book lied open on the table, not paying attention to them

"i said hey!" one of them repeated and slammed his hand on the table, making you flinch in surprise

"what. do. you. want." you asked them in an annoyed tone

"you're that nerd who finishes her assignments weeks before due. do ours or give us yours." he demanded

you squinted your eyes

"get out of my sight" you sighed nonchalantly and went back to your book

"i think the fuck not! minho, grab her paper!"

much to their surprise your reflexes were faster

the boy, minho, reached for your assignment paper, but you pulled it away just in time

"you're going to regret that!"

the boy lunged at your paper but you quickly dodged him, standing up and grabbing your stuff quickly from the table, before sprinting off

"get her!" you could hear them yell as loud footsteps started following you

and the very first reflex on your mind was to find felix

and fortunately you had a pretty good idea where he was

so you ran towards the music classroom where you knew he liked to spent time after school, especially on days when you stayed to study in the library

he liked to stay behind and practice anything from dancing to singing, to playing instruments

and often the two of you would meet up at the lockers once you were done and walk home together

you often even ended early and went to find him practicing rapping

he'd get embarrassed you had caught him but he'd let you stay and listen to his melodic voice work it's magic, giving him feedback and encouraging words

so you turned the corner to the hallway where the classroom was located

and luck seemed to be on your side when you immediately came face to face with the freckled boy, who was on his way to inspect where all the noise was coming from

you quickly ran behind his back, grabbing his shoulders from behind and peeking at his face

at first his eyebrows furrowed in confusion, not used to seeing you hide behind his back all of a sudden

the two jerks soon caught up and came to a halt when they saw you now had company

felix immediately came to the realization of the situation; you were running from them

his face turned angry, obviously they had done something to make you act this way

and without hesitation, he growled in a low voice

"leave her alone. i never want to see you near her again."

the boys looked at each other, clearly intimidated by his low voice and sharp expression

they decided they valued their lives as they nodded, too scared to open their mouths and quickly fled the scene

as soon as they were gone, you let go of his shoulders and he turned to properly face you

in a second his eyes turned soft and his expression became worried, taking a hold of your hands and staring deeply into your eyes

"are you okay?"

you nodded, giving him a thankful smile

"yeah. they just tried to steal my assignment." you quickly assured him

felix rolled his eyes and shook his head

"how predictable. i'll make sure they won't bother you again."

he smiled and ruffled your hair, making you snort as you pushed his hand away

"thanks lix."

you would never admit it to his face

but that was the first time you acknowledged he made your heart beat fast and butterflies erupt in your stomach

what had lee felix done to you?

a few years later you found yourselves attending the same college

even better yet, even seo changbin had also stumbled upon the same facility

the three of you were together again, reunited and as close as ever

there wasn't a single thing you kept hidden from these boys

well

except for one minor thing

you were madly in love with lee felix

you had no idea how it had happened or when

but you remember the day you realized it

or rather, the night

you had woken up from a nightmare, sweating and panting, body shaking as you took in your surroundings

suddenly afraid of the dark, you turned on your bedside lamp and reached for your phone

before you even realized what your hands were doing, you were dialing a phone number and pressing the device against your ear

and soon enough, a low groggy voice answered the phone

"y/n?"

"felix."

the shakiness in your voice made felix sit up on his bed

you could hear it from the shuffling of sheets through the phone

"y/n what's wrong?"

"i- i had a really bad nightmare. you left me."

"i'm on my way. leave your window open."

before you could reply to him he had already hung up the phone

you quickly got up and rushed to your window, unlocking the clasp so felix could climb in like he always did when your parents were asleep

and not two minutes had passed as you saw his figure running to the ladder right below your window, climbing it up

as soon as his feet were on your floor, you threw your body in his arms

he barely had any time to react, but fortunately he caught you and wrapped his own arms around your small shaky frame

"you'll never leave me, right?" you basically cried to his chest, squeezing the material of his t-shirt between your fingers

"never. i promise." he whispered soothingly to your ear, his hand coming up to brush your hair

that night you had fallen asleep in his arms, listening to his soft breaths and staring at his peaceful sleeping face

but not before your hand had gently caressed his soft cheek, thumb running over his freckles and thought "dammit. i'm in love with my best friend"

so freshman year of college ahead of you and two of your best friends friends beside you, you looked forward to sleepless nights full of studying and all the new aspects that college life had to offer to you

you were expecting to have those two boys by your side throughout the whole experience, but things suddenly changed when changbin found himself a girlfriend

not just any girlfriend, but your childhood best friend dahyun

he began spending more time with her than the two of you, which you should have seen coming, after all, he was head over heels for her

you knew felix had also noticed his absence, but none of you ever brought up the topic

even more strange than not having changbin around at all times, was how the air changed between you and felix when you spent time together

it was almost... awkward

there was this tension between the two of you

you didn't know why, but for some reason felix was unable to look you in the eyes at times

you blamed it on the stress from college and all of these new things happening around you

sometimes you even thought "maybe he's in love with changbin and is jealous", but you'd smile at the thought

you knew felix loved his hyung, but not in a romantic way, although it might have looked different to an outsider

but because felix was acting strange around you, you started to feel awkward around him as well

this kept going on to the point felix was actually avoiding you

and that's when you finally realized you were all alone

2/3 of your friends were dating and the last one was doing his best to avoid you

so one day you got fed up with being alone

and you called seo changbin at 11pm, demanding to meet him at the local diner

you sat down at a corner booth, a strawberry ice cream in front of your face

you shoved spoonfuls into your mouth almost aggressively as you waited for the boy to arrive

he was always late so you were expecting to finish eating the ice cream before he'd appear

but much to your surprise, you only made it to three spoonfuls before he sat down across from you

"you actually made it"

"well i was awake anyway and you sounded angry"

"that's because i am >:("

you basically scolded changbin for forgetting about his best friends

he only nodded along, aware of what he had done and felt guilty about it

"i've known dahyun longer than you have so i understand she's incredible but i'm sure she would understand if you also spent some time with your equally incredible best friends. it's getting really lonely you know especially after felix started avoiding me and i-"

"wait- felix is avoiding you???"

"that's what i said"

"why is he avoiding you?"

"the hell would i know?"

you'd stare at changbin with your eyebrows furrowed as he combed his fingers through his invisible beard, clearly in thought

"well he was always a bit of a pussy"

"what does that mean? like he's suddenly scared of spending time with me after we've been besties for years?"

changbin snorted at your last question, diverting his eyes to the window and trying to hide his grin

but if course you would see it

"what's funny?"

"n-nothing"

"boi i can see your shit eating grin. spill before i have to bite your arm again”

"lol are you dense?"

"what?"

changbin snickered, obviously knowing something you didn't

something about his antics reminded you of the 5-7 year old changbin the bully, which he hadn't been for years

well, except for now

you considered having secrets from your best friend bullying (although you had a secret of your own too)

"changbin." you demanded

"y/n. you should talk to felix. he has something he should tell you. if he denies it, tell him if he doesn't tell you i'm going to"

you gave him a face of disgust

"what's with this 2nd grade theme? why are you suddenly changbin the bully again?"

instead of answering your question, the boy stood up

"i'll hang with you once you get this sorted out. let me know when it's done"

"now it sounds like you ordered me to murder someone"

winking at you, changbin slid out of the booth and walked straight out of the place, waving at you once he was outside

you stared at him in utter confusion as his figure disappeared into the darkness of the night

if you said you slept well that night you'd be lying

all you could think about was "what on earth does felix have to tell me?"

was he sick?

was he dying?

was he dating?

your pessimistic ass could only come up with the worst scenarios, leaving you worrying and anxious

the next morning you woke up two hours after falling asleep

since you and felix no longer walked to school together, you decided to text him and let him know you wanted to talk

usually it didn't take him more than 5 minutes to respond

but this time you had already made it through your lectures and there was still no response

you had seen glimpses of his ginger hair around campus but he was always too far away for you to reach him

"how the hell am i supposed to talk to him when i can't even get a hold of him?" you thought

you had even seen changbin and dahyun, hanging out together like they always did

they had asked you if you had talked to felix yet and you had said no, he wasn't replying to your texts

slowly the students started leaving the building and like old times, you stayed behind to study in the library

this time you only felt more distracted than before, checking your phone every few minutes to see if a certain asshole had decided to reply

but to no avail

you had to admit, you were hurt

it felt like a spear going through your heart

at first you had been angry at both of the boys for ignoring you, but now you were just hurting

it seemed like it was getting worse every passing second, like you had underestimated just how much felix was ignoring you

after about 40 minutes of trying to study, you gave up and slammed your books shut

you actually got kind of a dumb idea and stood up

you headed towards the music class

you knew it was dumb, felix hadn't been going there during college at all

or at least he didn't tell you he was going

but something inside you told you to go and you did

and there you were, standing behind the closed door of the music room, listening to someone play the piano

you couldn't tell who it was, for all you knew it could have been just a teacher

nevertheless you knocked on the door

the sound of the piano stopped and you could hear someone walking over to the door

they stopped right at the door and hesitated

but eventually twisted the lock to open the door

and you came face to face with the boy you loved

suddenly it felt like you were 5 years old again

you on the ground playing with snow and felix approached you

you felt that same anger again, he had hurt you by ignoring you for so long

yet when his eyes focused on yours, a small pout could be seen on his face

he felt guilty for destroying your snowman

"can i come in?" you broke the silence

felix nodded, stepping aside to let you in

you sat down on a chair at a table as felix found his seat back in front of the piano

you decided to go for a friendly approach

"what have you been up to?"

felix skimmed his fingers over the keys of the grand piano

"just been practicing piano a lot"

"i see"

"what have you been up to?"

"well you know, nothing since i don't have friends anymore"

you knew it was a low blow to go for that guilt trip, but you were still angry

felix's head sank and his eyes trained to the floor

"i'm a jerk, aren't i?"

you nodded your head yes as you played with your fingers in anticipation

"i know this won't probably help a lot, but i'm sorry."

"felix, why?"

"i don't know"

"yes, you do. changbin said you have something to tell me."

his head popped up at your statement, his eyes wide like a deer caught up in headlights

"what did he say to you?"

"nothing much. just that you had something to tell me and i assumed it has something to do with you ignoring me"

his jaw tensed as he contemplated his next move

he was clearly uncomfortable and nervous and you started to doubt your decision on pushing him on to talk to you

when he didn't say anything, you let out a sigh and stood up, walking over to him

you carefully sat down next to him on the wide piano stool, trying to see if he was going to move away

once you were sure he didn't mind, you let yourself scoot a little closer, so that your thighs were barely touching

"why are you being so distant?" you asked in a softer tone

he gulped and wet his lips before answering

"because i'm afraid i'm in love with you." he almost whispered in a raspy voice

your heart felt like it stopped beating for a second, but more than that you were even more confused

"then why did you ignore me? why didn't you just tell me before?"

"because i didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable. when changbin stopped hanging out with us i felt like i was making you feel uncomfortable. i thought maybe if i avoided you my feelings would go away, but they didn’t. we're best friends so i didn't want my stupid feelings to ruin our friendship."

"your feelings aren't stupid, felix."

"well yes they are. i ended up hurting you."

"no you dummy. hear me out."

you gently cupped his cheek and stared at him lovingly in the eyes

"i'm in love with you too"

for a few seconds felix stared at you in disbelief, but you didn't break eye contact for a millisecond

once he found it in himself to believe your words he leaned forward almost too fast

your lips crashed together and his hands flew to support your body

it took you a moment to realize what was happening but you quickly responded to the kiss, not wanting to leave him any doubts

it was sweet yet eager, he was kissing you like he needed it to survive and it made the butterflies in your stomach explode into fireworks

what felt like after hours, felix pulled back, breathless but leaned his forehead against yours

his hands still held your body close to his and your own hadn't left his cheeks

although your eyes were closed, you felt felix smile

"so you're saying i ignored you for nothing?"

"basically. we're both quite dense, aren't we? changbin called me that."

"it seems like he was right for once"

and with that you pressed your lips back to his in a quick kiss

"i love you y/n"

"i love you more, felix"