#chan x seungmin

[dwaekkicidal]

thoughts on owner channie w puppy seungmin & kitty reader w owner lino  >ᴗ<?

the way i started pacing my room after reading this and waiting for my computer to turn on so i could write something LMFAO-

also u must be in my walls or something because ive been going batshit crazy over hybrids lately but i havent told anybody? get out of my head???

do NAWT ask me how this has 1.4k words... i will not explain myself.

nsfw below the cut» x reader mainly but mxm at the very end

anywhoooo.... onwards!

so lets just say that we have owner!channie who doesn't know what to do when his puppy!seungmin becomes a brat all of a sudden. he's growling at every male hybrid he looks at, not listening when channie tells him to do something, and even humping + cumming on a pillow or two (definitely more than that but channie doesn't have to know that)

and then he's meeting up with his best friend, kitty-owner!lino, who mocks his best friend for not being able to prove himself as the "head dog of the house"

he keeps up this teasing up until channie describes a few more behaviors that rings alarms in lino's head and he realizes that his friend's stupid mutt is just going into heat!! and lil ol' channie didn't think that far ahead so he's absolutely not prepared to deal with his puppy's first heat alone

but then lino reminds him that he has a pretty, well-behaved kitty sitting at home with no mate and her own heat on its way soon~ so they agree to have them meet and plan everything out

the first time you meet, seungmin is absolutely losing his shit >< he can smell you before he sees you and you just so smell so. sweet. his heat makes the smell a million times worse and he just wants to eat you alive. more figuratively than literally but he doesn't think he would mind taking a chomp or two-

and channie is absolutely mind-boggled that the stupid brat he's been dealing with all week is suddenly being good, all thanks to the mere presence of another hybrid.

little does he know it's only thanks to how hard seungmin is biting his cheek so that he doesn't bend you over right here, right now in the middle of this park where everybody would see

after that they move fast, thanks to seungmin's heat starting early, and lino prepares you as much as he can before helping you settle into channie's guest room

channie even put a mini fridge in there- filled it to the brim with both of your favorite drinks+water, put a huge stack of blankets and spare clothes on top of the dresser, and filled a few dresser drawers to the brim with snacks

channie took the week off of work while lino opted to "work from home" and they stayed close by, camping out in the living room together and "reluctantly" listening closely so they could hear any possible calls for help from either of you

but no matter how much preparation they made, they were not in the slightest prepared for how almost feral seungmin became

the first few hours were the most unbearable, it was hard for you to get used to this stupid, insatiable mutt and his unnecessarily big knot. but you did get used to it eventually!

it only took multiple rounds and your poor cunt getting overfilled with his cum, much to his dismay. it only made him angry and pushed him to fuck into you even harder as he whined and complained about how you "need to take it better" so he could fuck a litter or two into you.

& both men could hear the growling as well as the plap plap plap of seungmin's balls hitting your poor, abused cunt >< your moans and cries bleeding through the walls to the point where channie thought for a second he would get the cops called on him for a noise complaint

but he stopped worrying about that when the few seconds of silence were disrupted by even more sobs and begs for seungmin to give you his pups!

though, minnie took such good care of you after each round!! he made sure you drank enough water and was good on snacks until lino came in with the bigger meals for both of you. but, that was all thrown out the window when he found himself rock hard, yet again.

he just couldn't hold himself back from folding you into every position he could think of that would keep you below him, at his mercy, and keep your pretty, puffy pussy ready for him at all times

channie felt like it was constant. like the two of you had spent every minute of those days drooling over each other and fucking each other's brains out.

which to some degree was true... neither of you could deny that, but you both still got... occasional breaks! they may or may not have been short-lived before seungmin was ready to go again, but nobody needs to know that!

all that your owners needed to know was that, by the time seungmin's heat was over, you were well bred and he felt like himself again!

but- oh! would you look at that? your owners came in to help you guys clean up after the fact, but it appears that seungmin managed to trigger your heat... but not to worry! he is very keen on repaying you for your help and is already shoving his cock into you before lino can even get out the door~

so,, maybe you guys weren't exactly done yet.

bonus;

puppy!seungmin realizing he had a lot of fun misbehaving during his heat so, now that you and him are well acquainted and hang out multiple times throughout the week, he goes out of his way to make his owner's life miserable~

fucks you into every surface he can think of: the dining table, the kitchen counters, the bathroom sink, the bathtub/shower, the coffee table, the couch, against the windows, in the middle of the hallway, channie's desk...

channie's bed

& seungmin always makes sure you make the biggest mess possible so that he can see the veins on channie's neck pops out when he blames it on his "instincts"

it pushes ALL of channie's buttons. not only does he have to clean up the insane amounts of cum all around his place, but he also has to smell sex literally everywhere all while he "can't" get his dick wet :((

so i bring you: owner!lino who lets owner!channie fuck you, his eager kitty, into the mattress all the while puppy!seungmin is all but tied to a chair.

lino watches over him and makes sure that he doesn't touch himself, cum, or even look away from the bed, for that matter

double bonus; mxm continuation of ^

lino's got his big, veiny hands jerking minnie off only to pull away and leave him leaking when he almost cums for the nth time :((

& channie's never subjected him to anything like this before so he caves a lot sooner than any of them thought; tears prickling his pretty boba eyes and his cock an angry red as it twitches with each apology that comes out of his lips

but.. oh! their pretty kitty is too tired to go another round? 'oh im sorry minnie.' poor pup. 'what will we do with you now?'

it doesn't take long for channie to fold. he loves his puppy and he would do anything to make those stupid tears go away- even if that means splitting him in half on his cock <3

he'd always thought about fucking his pretty mutt, but never thought it was on the table until those big, begging puppy dog eyes stared up at him all watery and his puppy was sitting there begging him to help him :(

he can't help himself when he lays down and lets seungmin have his way with his cock! but then all of a sudden lino joins in- letting his kitty take a nap and rest while he slides a hand around seungmin's waist and the other in his hair

he controls his hip movements like this and snaps at channie when he tries to tell minho to 'just let him do what he wants.'

no. no. no. absolutely not. 'stupid pup needs to learn his lesson.'

lino makes them change positions so that they can eiffel tower him; lino fucking his throat raw while channie's dicking him down hard enough to make the boy feel him in his tummy <3

& he's making the biggest mess all over the sheets!! a mixture of drool and precum soaking dark spots into channie's previously clean sheets, the realization making something in channie snap hehe

yea. im sick in the head over this. thank u anon i love you so much

[thehandmaidenofcreativity]

Pining Idiots (college edition)

Chapter 3: All the Hyungs

WC: 5,339; Rating 18+

Read chapter 2 here!

Summary: As Seungmin establishes himself on campus, Chan learns a bit more of how his friends see him and struggles with being Seungmin's friend while wanting more. With Seungmin exploring his romantic options, will Chan get the opportunity to confess and throw his hat in the ring?

✧Chan✧

“Channie, why don’t you invite your boyfriend over for lunch,” Minho calls from the kitchen. He’s already started prepping the ingredients. “I wanna meet him.”

“Not my boyfriend!” Chan rolls his eyes. “Plus, he’s probably already eating or about to; we can plan a day for him to come over.”

Still, he pulls up Seungmin’s contact. He’s staring at the photo he chose for him when his phone is plucked out of his hands. “Well, if you call, you’ll find out.” 

Chan can hear the ring of the facetime and panics, just a little, snatching his phone back. “Not cool, Minho!”

“Well, damage is done, don’t hang up.” Minho has a shit-eating grin on his face as he walks back to the kitchen. “And what you meant to say was ‘thank you, Minho, for saving me from just moping about how he might have been able to join us.’”

Chan is about to respond when his eyes snap back to the phone at Seungmin’s sleepy ‘hello?’ The words tumble out of him. “Hey Seungmin! Still in bed? Times really have changed; you were always an early riser.”

“Long night.” Seungmin mumbles, rubbing sleep from his eyes. “Plus, everyone’s an early riser to someone who usually wakes up at noon.”

“True, true.” Chan chews on his lip. “Anyway, sorry I woke you.” 

“No worries, hyung. What’s up?” There’s rustling on Seungmin’s end, and Chan assumes Felix must just be getting up as well. Before he can issue the invite, Chan has to fight to keep his eyes from going wide as someone with blond hair buries their face in the crook of Seungmin’s neck. Their bare shoulder is barely in frame. He doubts Felix would have changed his hair again, it was still blue in the selfie he sent last night. Seungmin huffs with a smile. “Ugh, Jinnie.”

“I am so sorry! Nevermind, don’t worry about it. I’ll talk to you later. Sorry!” Chan hangs up before Seungmin can react. Seungmin was in bed with someone. His text had said he’d had fun, but Chan didn’t anticipate this. He puts his face in his hands and groans.

“What’s your problem?” Minho pops back in front of him. “Was he busy?”

“Busy,” Chan mutters. “He hooked up with someone last night, Minho.”

“He told you that or is your imagination running wild?”

“While we were on the phone, they snuggled up to him. Shirtless.” Chan grimaces. 

“Damn.” Minho blows out a breath. He pats Chan’s head before pulling his phone out. “Binnie, cancel any plans and pick up the Sungie; we’re day drinking. I’ll have lunch ready when you get here. Bring alcohol.” 

Chan looks up in time to see him leave the room again. He flops over on the couch, calling out a half hearted “thanks.”

When the others arrive, they eat and try to lift Chan’s spirits. 

Jisung stuffs his cheeks, looking like a thoughtful little squirrel saving up for winter. “I mean a hook up doesn’t really have to mean anything. It’s not like you haven’t had your own, and he doesn’t even know you like him, right?”

“Yeah,” Changbin chimes in. “It doesn’t mean you don’t have a shot. Just gotta man up and ask him out.”

“I mean, I can’t just ask him out now.” Chan is shaking his head, picturing those few seconds before he ended the call. Seungmin cuddled up to someone after a ‘long night.’ He already didn’t think he had much of a chance with him, and this basically confirms it. “He knows I know. Plus, I told you guys he doesn’t think of me that way. How can I get him to start when he’s probably getting hit on all the time?”

“You’re thinking too hard about this.” Minho shoves a piece of meat into Chan’s mouth when he opens it to protest. “It’s still just the first week of the year. You’ll win him over, just give it time.”

Chan doesn’t so much decide to avoid Seungmin over the weekend as he does just not ever decide what to say. By the time Monday rolls around, he still hasn’t reached out, but Seungmin is there to meet him as planned. He takes a breath to calm his nerves, looking over the younger man. Eventually, he’s caught staring as Seungmin turns and waves him over. He sees that there are already drinks and snacks on the table waiting for him. 

“Hey Chan, I learned they have a tea with pineapple in it here, so I got you one.” Seungmin smiles and pushes it toward him. “How was your weekend?”

“Thanks, man.” Chan takes a sip. “It was good. I didn’t have to work too much, so we hung out around the house a lot. How was yours?”

He can’t read Seungmin’s expression. “It was good, too. Not too eventful. By the way, you never told me why you called Saturday?”

Chan’s sure his ears have started turning pink at the thought of that call. “Oh, uh, it was nothing. Minho actually wanted to invite you over for lunch, but uh, I could see you were busy and didn’t wanna interrupt anything.”

Seungmin cocks his head to the side. “I was busy?”

The blush is probably spreading down to Chan’s chest now. He clears his throat. “Yeah, um, I thought so. During the call, I saw that you were with someone. Guess you had a successful first college party.” He hopes that the joke will alleviate some of the awkwardness that he’s feeling. 

“Oh yeah.” Seungmin’s cheeks take on a slightly rosy hue as well. “That wasn’t, um, that was just Hyunjin. He was locked out of his room when we got back that night, so he just slept over in our room. He likes to cuddle.” 

“Oh!” Chan is relieved enough that he lets the next part slip out without thinking to filter himself. “So you didn’t hook up with anyone Friday then.”

If Seungmin wasn’t blushing before, he certainly is now. Chan feels slightly panicked at the sight, unsure if it’s because he’s right or wrong. He tries to backpedal. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to say that. I- you don’t have to say anything –”

“It’s alright, Chan, I was just surprised.” Seungmin rubs at the back of his neck, still looking a bit embarrassed. “I don’t really mind talking about it; I just wasn’t expecting you to bring something like that up. Honestly, I was only half awake when we talked Saturday; I kinda forgot that you even saw Hyunjin, so I didn’t realize I’d given you something to worry about.”

Chan holds his breath for a beat. He doesn’t know what to think. Does he not think I’d bring it up ‘cause we’re not close enough for it? ‘Cause he thinks I’m not interested? ‘Cause he thinks of me like family and shouldn’t be interested? “Oh, I wasn’t really worried.. Just curious. If you wanna share, but you definitely don’t have to.”

“It’s fine, hyung.” Chan fights a grimace at Seungmin’s choice to use the honorific at that moment. “I did actually hook up with a guy Friday night, but it wasn’t a big deal. He was nice enough, but we’re not exactly compatible.”

“Oh,” Chan nods, not sure how to process this news. “But, um, you had fun? And he didn’t make you uncomfortable or anything?”

Seungmin laughs and the tension breaks a bit. “Yes, dad.” - infinitely worse than ‘hyung’ - “He was fine. Cool enough that we could be friends; really we probably will end up hanging out again, cause Felix has basically fallen in love with his roommate.” 

“That’s good then.” Chan tried not to be relieved hearing that Seungmin doesn’t plan on pursuing anything with this guy. “And don’t ‘dad’ me, I just wanna make sure you’re safe.”

“I know, I know.” Seungmin pushes a pastry in front of him. “I appreciate it. Also, I guess thanks for asking? Weird as that sounds.”

“Yeah, no problem.” Chan takes what he hopes is a step forward. “I’m happy you’re open to talking about that stuff with me; whether it’s about sex or, like, your feelings. I care about you.”

“Thanks,” Seungmin is back to looking embarrassed. “I’ll, um, keep that in mind.”

Felix suddenly materializes next to their table. He joins them and the conversation turns to more benign topics, the only other mention of Friday night coming as Chan is leaving. He thanks Felix for sending the selfie, looking at Seungmin as he says how good they all looked. 

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✦Seungmin✦

“Hyunjin says he’s only bringing snacks if he can crash in our room again tonight.” Seungmin rolls his eyes, but he’s smiling. “He’s in your bed this time.” 

They tried for the most secluded table they could find in the main library, but spaces fill up quickly. Still, it beats cramming together into one of their dorm rooms or hoping for quiet in the lounge on their floor. Studying together is already becoming a habit. Seungmin and Hyunjin managed to plan their classes so that they’d have the same physics lecture. Between advanced placement classes in high school and different majors, Felix’s classes don’t align as well with theirs, but they both passed out of the Calculus course Felix is taking, so they’re able to help him out as well. 

When Hyunjin arrives, he doesn’t have snacks or any of his study materials, but he does have a big smile on his face. “I ran into Jongho on my way in. His cousin made a big brain move and reserved one of those study rooms up on 3. He said we can join them.”

Felix looks around at all the students at the tables surrounding them, then back at Hyunjin. “Guess it’s better to be around people you kind of know than in a room full of randos. Plus, it would be really awkward if we said no and you had to go get your stuff.”

They all giggle at that, and the roommates gather their things, following Hyunjin upstairs. There are three men aside from Jongho in the room, but there’s still plenty of space. They’d kind of met Jongho’s cousin San at the party on Friday, but the other two are completely unfamiliar. One stood at the whiteboard at the back of the room, a combination of formulas and geometric shapes covering a decent portion of it. Inexplicitly, on the table in front of him sits a couple of half built lego structures. While that sight intrigues Seungmin, he’s ensnared by the man bent over his paper with vibrant red and yellow hair. 

Felix, of course, remembers his manners first. “Thank you so much for letting us join you in here. What a great space. Do you have to pay to reserve it?”

“Nah,” San answers. “You just have to reserve it in advance. It’s crazy how many people don’t realize how easy it is to just always have a study space if you use a little forethought.”

The man in the back of the room turns to face them. His face is striking, a little imposing even, until he smiles. “Welcome! I’m Seonghwa. Go ahead and get comfortable. I hope you don’t mind, but we chat a bit here and there.”

“That’s totally fine.” Seungmin squints at his work on the board, recognition sparking. He moves to set up closer to Seonghwa. “Are you an engineering major?”

“Structural, yeah.” Seongwha turns that stunning smile on him. “Are you planning on studying engineering?”

Seungmin returns his smile. “Yeah, I’m a direct admit to the School of Engineering.” He goes on to ask about what Seonghwa is working on, and they discuss their chosen field. 

After a few hours go by, the upperclassmen occasionally offering advice and support, they reveal that they have the room reserved for this time on Tuesdays and Wednesdays, for the whole semester. Especially considering the overlap in their majors and classes, they extend an invite to join them any time. The only one who doesn’t join into the conversation much is the man with red and yellow hair, Mingi; he’s focused, writing nearly the entire time. When the time comes for them to head out, the freshmen offer to treat them to dinner in the dining hall.

Mingi brightens up almost as soon as they exit the library. He has a sweet smile and an infectious laugh. Seungmin finds himself staring at him multiple times throughout their walk to the dining hall. They manage to find a couple tables to pull together and settle in with their food.

Seungmin gets to the table in time to hear Mingi telling Hyunjin, “You know Jongho can break an apple in half? He’s crazy strong.”

“No way!” Felix’s eyes are big as saucers. He turns them on Seungmin, the only one still standing. “Minnie, go get an apple!”

Seungmin rolls his eyes, but turns around after setting his tray down. When he gets back, Felix gives him a quick squeeze. He can’t help but let his eyes slide over to Mingi, but he doesn’t seem to notice or think anything of the skinship. Jongho easily impresses his new friends with his apple party trick, leading them all to discussing their ‘hidden’ talents. Hyunjin talks about a passion for dance, San acting, and Jongho singing. On the other end of the artistic expression, Seonghwa expresses his love of fashion, especially the idea of genderless expression, to which Felix animatedly starts talking about makeup on all types of people, to tell a story, enhance beauty, inspire confidence and other emotion. When Mingi mentions volleyball, Seungmin opts to leave singing for another conversation and engages instead with his love of baseball. 

Between school and their hobbies, the group melds together so well. Their meal flies by and as they head out, they make tentative plans for the upcoming weekend and next week. As they say their goodbyes, Mingi slips a folded paper into Seungmin’s hand, a slight blush coloring his cheeks. Then they’re heading their separate ways, upperclassmen to the library parking lot and the freshmen to the dorms. Jongho lives in another building, so he doesn’t walk back with Seungmin’s group. 

“I’m super happy we decided to meet up with Jongho again on move-in day.” Felix is nearly skipping. “I haven’t seen him anywhere else besides that party, and if we hadn’t, I’m sure he wouldn’t have invited us to their study room. They’re so nice, and they seem so helpful!”

“I know, right! I definitely wouldn’t have said hi today if we hadn’t.” Hyunjin’s got a matching grin on his face. “Seungmin, how lucky is it that Seonghwa’s doing your major, too?”

“Yeah, I feel like he’s gonna be a big help.” Seungmin’s mind isn’t on the junior, though. Hyunjin must pick up on that. 

“Lixie, did you notice that Seungmin had his eye on a certain someone.” He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively.

Felix turns his smile on Seungmin. “I think Mingi was totally checking you out, too! You should’ve gotten his number!”

Seungmin’s ears burn. “I wasn’t checking him out… and I might’ve gotten it anyway?” He pulls the note out of his pocket.

Seungmin is pretty sure he can see Felix restraining himself from snatching it out of his hand. With a laugh, he unfolds it, wanting to see what it is before handing it over. To his surprise, words cover the page, much more than just the number he sees scrawled across the bottom. He pockets the note again, resolving to keep it to himself for now. “Still, wouldn’t texting when we literally just walked away from them be a little… much?”

To Seungmin’s amusement, the other two men let out a ‘hmm’ simultaneously. Hyunjin makes up his mind first. “Alright, how about you text him tomorrow, then?”

Felix nods, and Seungmin agrees to think about it. When they get back to their dorm, Hyunjin makes a pit stop in his own room to grab stuff to spend the night. By the time he gets to Seungmin’s room, he has some extra color on his cheeks, and he seems a bit wilted. When Felix tries to ask him about it, he brushes him off; Seungmin and Felix share a look and silently agree to let the subject drop. In the short time they’ve been at school, they’ve seen Hyunjin like this a few times after interacting with his roommate. They’re hoping he’ll open up about it soon. 

For now, Seungmin grabs Hyunjin’s things, setting them on his desk, while Felix grabs his hands, pulling him to his bed. “Let’s watch the next episode of that drama, Jinnie; I’m dying to know what’s gonna happen next!” They settle in and soon enough Hyunjin is smiling, laughing, and theorizing with Felix. Watching his friends, Seungmin decides to shoot a text over to Chan, asking if he minds if he brings a friend to dinner the next night.

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✧Chan✧

Chan doesn’t want to be disappointed that Seungmin is bringing someone else to dinner, but he can’t help but pout a little when he reads Seungmin’s text. He immediately says yes, of course, but wonders if he should strategize a time to get Seungmin alone soon. He just wants to have the opportunity to show that when he said that he cares about him, he meant in more than just a friend way. 

“Maybe you should catch him during the day. He gave you his schedule, right?” Changbin doesn’t even look up from his screen. “Surprise him with coffee or a snack or something. You know, one of your sweet Chanisms.”

“How did you know I was –” Chan’s brow furrows. “What do you mean ‘Chanisms?’”

Changbin laughs, finally looking up to meet Chan’s eyes over the top of his laptop. “You were sighing. Again. And why do you sound so offended? I said they’re sweet.”

“But like, is that something you just made up, or do you really call things I do Chanisms?” Chan tries to think of what he does often enough to warrant a name. 

Changbin, smirking, raises an eyebrow at him. “Just go do something nice for your boyfriend. Ask Minho about your Chanisms later. Or better yet, Jisung.”

Chan huffs but starts gathering his things anyway, pulling up Seungmin’s schedule after ruffling Changbin’s hair on his way out. If he hurries, he should be able to make it before Seungmin goes to his next class.

Chan gets to the engineering building in record time, americano in hand. Hopefully I can find him easily. At the thought, he realizes that he hears Seungmin’s laugh. He smiles at his luck, making his way toward the sound. He turns the corner, watches as one of the most beautiful men Chan has ever seen beams at Seungmin, flipping his long, glossy hair out of his eyes. The two of them are walking out of the café, towards Chan, but not seeing him. The man is guiding Seungmin, his hand on the small of his back. 

“Thanks a lot, hyung.” He could hear Seungmin now. Chan wonders to himself why he’d felt like it was always a hit against him when Seungmin called him ‘hyung,’ because hearing him call someone else that definitely hits differently.

“Of course.” Another dazzling smile before he’s walking away, calling over his shoulder, “I’ll see you on Saturday, right?”

“I’ll be there!” Seungmin turns and finally notices Chan, just a few feet away. He peeks over his shoulder at his friend’s retreating form, before taking a few quick steps to reach Chan. “Hey, what are you doing all the way over here?”

“Hey, Min.” Chan rubs at the back of his neck, trying to ignore the burning feeling of his ears. “I, um, was in the neighborhood, so to speak. I knew you had class soon, so I figured I’d see if I could bring you a coffee.”

They both look down at the coffee in his hand, then at the nearly full one in Seungmin’s hand. Chan can feel the blush on his cheeks now but presses on. “Obviously you’ve got it covered, though. So, uh, guess it’s mine now. How’s your day going?”

“Yours now?” Seungmin laughed. “You’re gonna drink that large, unsweet americano?”

“I can drink coffee sometimes!”

“I’m not doubting that you can, hyung.” Hyung. “But that doesn’t mean you should, if you don’t like it. I could take it, if you want. I’m sure someone in my class could use the caffeine. Speaking of, I actually better head to it.”

“I know, I know.” Chan laughs, pouting internally at the time wasted. “I actually know someone who almost definitely needs the caffeine that shouldn’t be too far from here. Might as well stop in on Minho, too, while I’m on this side of campus.”

Chan doesn’t notice the way that Seungmin’s smile wilts, just a little, at that. “You should. I’ll see you at dinner later.”

Then he’s off to his class. 

Chan makes his way to the school of computer science, dropping the americano off with a very grateful Jisung at the secretary’s desk. He makes his way to Minho’s desk, pausing when he finds him bent over an article, highlighter ready, as he points at a section of the text. Jeongin, the boy from last weekend, is talking animatedly, his own highlighter waving around as he gestures. Chan leans against the side of another desk, arms crossed, smiling at the scene. 

After a few minutes of watching his friend in his element, tutoring the freshman, someone to his right clears his throat. Jisung is smirking at him. “This is another Chanism, just so you know. Fond-gazing at your friends.” 

Minho and Jeongin obviously heard Jisung as well, distracted from their work. “Yah, Channie, how long have you been staring at us?”

Chan sputters a bit. “I wasn’t staring! Or fond-gazing, Jisung. I just didn’t want to interrupt, so I was waiting for a natural pause in your conversation.”

Jisung, not at all put off by the glare leveled at him a moment before, quips, “I mean, were you not looking at them with your heart eyes while thinking about how much you love Minho?”

When Chan starts to disagree, but now it’s Minho’s turn to chime in again, a touch of faux outrage in his voice. “Chan, you’re not about to say you don’t think about how much you love me when you see me, right? Hyung?” 

Despite knowing that this was a ploy, Chan falters when he sees Minho’s big boba eyes. “Uh… of course I do, Min.”

“Okay, so that settles the debate on fond-gazing.” Jeongin surprises Chan by piping up. His smile is both adorable and a little devious, reminding him a little of Minho in that moment. “And you don’t really know me, so you wouldn’t have been doing it for me. Sounds like you were both fond-gazing and staring. I’m not saying that’s creepy, but I’m also not not saying that.”

Minho and Jisung burst out laughing, and Chan sees a head poke around the cubicle-esque desk just past Minho’s. He wonders if he’ll ever stop blushing today and shushes them. “Guys, people are working in here, keep it down.” 

“Yeah, jeez Minho, keep it down,” Jisung tuts. “I have work to do.”

He picks up the stack of papers he must’ve brought with him and heads to another part of the office, leaving Chan with a pair of giggling menaces. He drags a chair over and stage whispers, “Ya know, I’m not sure you’re the best person to be mentoring people, Minho. You’re not the best influence.”

“Hey, I am a wonderful influence. Right Innie?” Minho presses on, not giving him time to respond. “Plus, you don’t know if he was already like this. Maybe he’s going to be a bad influence on me.”

Chan rolls his eyes as Jeongin giggles again. “Right, right. Cause you’re so innocent and impressionable.”

“Exactly. See, you get it.” Minho turns to Jeongin. He lays his hand on his shoulder, schooling his face into an imitation of seriousness. “Unfortunately, Yang Jeongin, I’ll need to terminate our relationship. Find yourself a new TA, my hyung says I can’t play with you anymore.” 

Chan can’t help but laugh along with them this time. He really does love his friends.

When it comes time for dinner that evening, he’s back to feeling nervous, thinking about the friend that he wishes were more. 

Seungmin smiles and waves as he nears the restaurant and manages to catch Chan’s eye. Chan waves back, but he has to force himself not to stare at the hand interlaced with Seungmin’s. The man is maybe even a little taller than Seungmin, with pouty lips and impeccable bone structure, and Chan swears that he must be a model. The smile on his face as he looks at Seungmin is so lovely, it almost hurts Chan to see it. How is Seungmin meeting all these beautiful men? His heart sinks into his stomach. He wonders how he can even compete… or if he’s already lost.

“Hi hyung. This is my friend Hyunjin.” He lets go of Seungmin’s hand as he introduces him, reaching out to shake Chan’s hand. “Hyunjin, this is Chan.”

Hyunjin. Chan remembers seeing him in the selfie with Felix now, remembers Seungmin talking about how they’re just friends; he can’t help but wonder if Hyunjin sees Seungmin the way he does, hoping that their friendship can turn into something more. He swallows the lump in his throat and hopes his smile matches theirs as he takes Hyunjin’s hand. “Nice to meet you, Hyunjin.”

“It’s so great to meet you, too! I’ve heard so much about you! Thank you so much for allowing me to join you guys for dinner.” 

The knot in Chan’s stomach loosens. He’s so sweet and eager. “Of course. The more the merrier; plus I wanna get to know all of Seungmin’s friends. Let’s head inside.”

Once they’re seated and have ordered, conversation starts to flow. 

“Felix says hi and that he wishes he’d been able to come to dinner, too,” Seungmin says as he tucks his phone into his pocket, shaking his head with a smile. Hyunjin giggles and nudges him with an elbow. Seungmin chuckles. “Liar.”

Chan tilts his head to the side, eyebrows knitting together. “Am I missing something?”

“Lixie is on his own date right now.” Their smiles are infectious, though Chan can’t quite match them when he latches onto the word ‘own.’ Hyunjin doesn’t seem to notice, pressing on. “Did Minnie tell you about the guys we met last weekend?”

“Oh yeah, you told me Felix liked your, um, the guy’s roommate.” Chan feels his ears heating up again. He realizes that this could be a good opportunity to do a little fishing. “I’m happy that’s going well for him. It sounded like you had a good time with their friend, too, right Hyunjin? Think you’re gonna see him again?”

The rosy blush on Hyunjin’s cheeks only adds to his beauty. “I actually already have. He’s so hot and so nice. I don’t know if it’ll actually turn into anything, but I’m excited to see how it goes.”

The words and Seungmin’s smile in response help Chan to feel a little more secure about their friendship being just that. He listens to the two of them talk about Hyunjae, relaxing and enjoying seeing them interact now. He tenses again, though, when Hyunjin shifts gears.

“Obviously you’re not hooking up with Kevin again, but did you text Mingi, Seungminnie? I can’t believe I forgot to ask!” 

It’s Seungmin’s turn to blush. “Ah, yeah, I ended up talking to him a bit this afternoon.”

This afternoon? Is that who he was with? Chan can’t help but ask, “Who’s Mingi?”

“Mingi is this super hot sophomore we met yesterday! He and Seungmin really connected, and he gave him his number!” Hyunjin is nearly vibrating with secondhand excitement. “He wouldn’t read it to us, but he actually wrote Minnie a poem!”

“Wow, a poem.” Chan blinks over at Seungmin. “Is he the guy I saw you with this afternoon?”

Hyunjin swivels his head to look at Seungmin as well, so quick and over the top that it’s comical. Seungmin’s blush deepens. “No, that was Seonghwa.”

“Seonghwa!” Hyunjin beams. “He’s so hot, too. You got to meet him, hyung?”

Despite his turmoil about Seungmin’s many suitors, Chan grins at Hyunjin, who sputters in turn and continues before Chan can answer. 

“Sorry, um, would it be okay if I call you hyung? I know we just met, but you’re so nice, and I’m really hoping we’ll be good friends because of Seungmin. But that’s probably weird, right? Sorry.” He covers his face with his hands, and Chan’s a little surprised at how quickly his mood shifted to anxious and embarrassed, kinda like someone else he knows…

Seungmin grabs one of Hyunjin’s hands and drags it from his face down into his lap. “It’s not weird, Jinnie, don’t worry. Channie doesn’t mind being called hyung, right?”

He locks eyes with Chan, who reaches out to pat Hyunjin’s other hand that now lays on the table. “Of course not. It just shows you respect and like me, right? My only stipulation is that I get to call you ‘Jinnie,’ too, when I feel like it.” 

Hyunjin nods and gives him a small smile. “It’s been a while since I had anyone around to call hyung; I guess I miss it.”

“I bet Hyunjae would let you call him hyung.” Seungmin teases, and Hyunjin’s smile grows. “When I saw him today, Seonghwa actually said we can call him hyung, if we want.”

“Right, Seonghwa!” Hyunjin is still a little subdued, comparatively, but Chan can tell he’s relaxing again. “Isn’t he gorgeous, Chan?”

Right, Seonghwa, Chan thinks. “For sure. Though I didn’t get the chance to meet him.”  How did you meet him?”

“We met Seonghwa at the same time we met Mingi, in the library.” Seungmin starts fiddling with the rings on Hyunjin’s hand; Chan wonders how quickly he developed that habit and if he should start wearing rings, too. They both make a few gushing comments about him, ping-ponging off of each other. Telling Chan how sweet and cool and fun he is. Seungmin concludes with, “Seonghwa’s a structural engineering major as well, so he offered to help Jinnie and me out if we need it.”

“Is that your major, too, Jinnie?” Hyunjin’s head dips down a touch with a smile when he hears Chan use the nickname. He tells him that he’s studying architecture, which leads to some overlap in his and Seungmin’s classes. Chan knows he should ask more about their majors and school, but he has to know. “And does Mingi share your classes, too?”

“Oh no,” Seungmin laughs. “He’s more of a humanities kind of guy. He’s not completely decided, but right now he’s thinking he’s going to major in creative writing. He said he’ll tell me about it on Sunday.”

Hyunjin does a little happy dance, clapping in tiny. “Ooh already set up a date! I wonder if it’ll actually start Saturday night at the party.”

Chan’s heart drops again. “Oh, you have plans to see him twice this weekend? He must be something special.” He hopes his tone is light enough. 

“Yeah, I guess.” Seungmin is extra cute when his ears go pink like that. “Saturday is a party, though, it’s not like it’s a date. You could come, if you want to, hyung.”And watch you flirting with all your hot men? I might have to pass on that. “Yeah, maybe. I think Minho mentioned wanting to do something Saturday, but I’ll run it by him and the guys.” Chan changes his mind about wanting to know more about Seungmin’s potential relationship with Mingi, so he asks about how their classes are going, and they move on to safer topics. Topics that won’t leave him with an ache in his chest.

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[seungisms]

( skz reaction ) condom or no condom .ᐟ 

🖇️📂 who in skz likes to fuck with or without a condom

genre: smut, minors dni, warnings: unprotected sex, public sex, slight breeding kink with chan cause grrrr, humiliation kink, overstimulation, small size kink with seungmin (his dick is too big for you cause i said so) creampies 🗣️🗣️🗣️ note: got super carried away and this is kinda dog but let’s gooooo

방찬. BANG CHAN

condom. he already has seven other kids he doesn’t need one more. mainly uses them cause he can’t be trusted when he swears he’ll pull out and cum on your stomach or tits instead. the faster his orgasm is to approaching the less he’s able to think about what he’s actually doing, every single coherent voice inside of him screaming for him to pull out is ignored as his cock fucks into you deep and sloppy - the promise of finally filling you up until his cum is spilling out past your little hole just makes it far too appealing to stay buried inside of your tight pussy, determined to leave you a sticky used mess once he’s done. hates himself for it but his breeding kink is dangerous, this man has to battle himself everyday to not fuck you until you’re full and pregnant, so convincing him to ditch the condoms will take some work. beg cutely enough and he’ll give in. swears he’s only doing it to shut you up but the second he sinks his bare cock into you he’s losing every lousy ounce of self-control he might’ve had, mouth drying up and eyes trained on the way your cunt struggles to take him. and he can feel every single nook and cranny of your plush cunt in ways the condom just doesn’t allow and he just can’t find it in himself to rid himself of the pleasure of finally filling you up the way you so desperately crave.  he can normally hold his orgasm out for a few good rounds, ensuring you’re completely fucked out when he finally does cum - but the first time you go without protection he’s busting inside of you within minutes. always buys you the morning after pill though and apologises for cumming inside of you, trying to ignore how good it felt to fuck your pretty pussy with no barrier.

리노. LEE MINHO 

no condom. when he cums, he cums hard. so wearing a condom just makes no sense to him and he’ll just end up ripping it off mid fuck, filling you up over and over until it’s leaking out of you, cussing under his breath that he should’ve fucked that stupid thought out of you for even suggesting to wear one in the first place. prefers having you on some type of brith control instead cause with the amount of cum this guys feeds into your pussy a condom isn’t gonna do shit. he’ll wear them when you first start dating just cause he wants to make sure you feel safe and comfortable with him but the second he catches wind you like it RAW?? he’s taking a lighter to every single condom he’s ever owned, in the trash, never to be seen again. and anytime you try to suggest using them again he’ll act so fucking offended, knowing fine rightly how much you love receiving the loads of cum he gives your greedy little pussy to even humour the idea. far too addicted to the feeling of filling you up over and over until your pussy is left all creamy and sticky and you’re crying that you can’t take anymore to ever think about going back, especially not when he’s felt the addicting press of your cunt smothering his dick and milking him for all he’s got, he couldn’t even fathom the thought of wearing them again.

창빈. SEO CHANGBIN

both. he’ll always try to remember one but gets such a bad case of pussy tunnel vision that most of the time he’ll forget about the stash he keeps in his bedside drawer. tries to keep one on him cause the amount of times you’ve found yourself getting fucked in some random empty supply cupboard or bent over his studio desk have been too many to count cause this man can’t keep his dick in his pants for the life of him, only realising he doesn’t have one when it’s far too late and he’s already painted your pretty pussy sticky with his cum. he’s far too impatient and just can’t ignore the feeling of needing to get his dick wet no matter how hard he tries, somehow always manages to convince you to let him fuck you raw when he doesn’t have a condom, swearing he’ll pull out but he wasn’t prepared for how much he’d love filling your little cunt up again and again until you just can’t take anymore of him. hates the part of him that gets off on seeing you stained and dripping in cum, and might even start telling you he ‘forgot’ to buy more while he was at the store - just to have the sight of your cute cunt all used and spilling over marked into his brain. 

현진. HWANG HYUNJIN

no condom. nothing gets him off like fucking you with no condom. he loves the risk of it all and the fact that he can turn you into a pretty mess with just a few pumps of his dick. loves fucking you raw so much that he’ll have videos saved on his phone of his cock stretching you out - soft praises of, ‘taking me so well angel,’ hardly audible over the sloppy sounds of his cock pumping into your pussy. needs to be as close to you as humanly possible so wrapping a piece of rubber around his dick to devoid himself of the heavenly feeling of your cunt suffocating around him just makes no sense. completely loses himself in the heat of your pussy, locks his jaw and rests his forehead on your shoulder when he’s fucking into you - just so he doesn’t lose all sense of sanity just from the mere feeling of your cunt milking him for all he’s got, and he’s prepared to give you it all. in the early stages of your relationship he’ll try to at least pull out for your sake, but the more he did the more he noticed your thighs locking around his hips to keep his dick firmly planted inside of you, forcing him to empty his loads into your greedy cunt and he just has to thank whatever god there is out there for blessing him with a girl that’s as eager for his cum much as you are. 

한. HAN JISUNG

condom but he forgets half the time. jisung gets so pussy drunk so quickly that protection will be the last thing on his mind, especially when he gets the chance to finally bury himself deep into his favourite place - your pussy. he likes the idea of being safe and protected but his hunger for your pretty little cunt to be wrapped around his cock any chance he can get just stands in the way of actually doing so. it’ll get to the point where you’ll have to carry them instead cause this man is prepared to fuck you nearly everywhere you go, doesn’t matter if you’re in public or not, he’s gonna beg to have your sweet walls wrapping around him near daily. if you actually do make him wear them it won’t last for long, he’ll whine and beg and near damn cry cause it’s just not the same :( and you have him so pussy spoiled that he might actually get blue balled all thanks to the rubber separating you both, might even pull out and take it off just when he’s fucked you dumb enough that you won’t notice, slipping back in and near sobbing the second your pussy swallows him up again, every raw twitch and spasm making his dick swell up even more. likes making a mess of you far too much to commit to condoms so they’ll become an increasingly rare occurrence in your relationship. 

필릭스. LEE FELIX 

condom. as much as he wants to he’s just far too paranoid about accidentally knocking you up to actually fuck you raw. also likes knowing you feel comfortable during sex and as appealing as thought of making your pussy all creamy with his cum is, he’d be a worried mess afterwards. makes sure he always has one in his wallet, cause with the amount you beg this man for his dick he’d rather be safe than sorry. even when you’re being all needy and he’s teased you to a state of being completely fucked out, whining about how much you need him to fuck you when the heavy weight of his cock bumping against your clit just isn’t enough - he’ll still find the will to ignore the painful swell of his dick to pull away and go grab a condom, chuckling and kissing away the cute pout of disappointment that sits on your lips when your hope of having him fuck you raw was once again shattered. tells you to stop being so goddamn ungrateful and take what he gives you :( with or without a condom this man KNOWS how to work his dick so he’ll fuck you stupid no matter what. the further you get into your relationship the more willing he’d be to finally ditch the condoms, but the second he slips into you with no rubber for the first time is the second he loses every ounce of control - fucking into you like an animal and suddenly your sweet, doting felix is gone and is now fucking you deeper and harder than he ever has before, wondering how he’s went all this time without the feeling of fucking you raw. 

승민. KIM SEUNGMIN 

no condom. this man will laugh straight in your face if you ever try to make him wear one. he knows fine rightly how greedy you are for his cum so he won’t take you seriously at all, fully arguing that a pussy as cute as yours shouldn’t be left all empty and sad without a cock in it and would look much, much prettier if it was dripping in cum. and he’s more than happy to be the one covering your little cunt in it. anytime you try to suggest using a condom he’ll make sure you regret it, forcing you to sit on his dick and fuck yourself over and over until that stupid thought was completely rid out of your pretty little head - pumping load after load into your pussy until it’s left all messy and sticky and begging for a break. loves reminding you how much you’d miss the feeling of his cock filling you up if he actually used one and deep down you hate that he’s right. sometimes he gets a little carried away cause the sight of you covered in his cum just goes straight to his dick, likes fucking you in public and making you walk around after with his cum dribbling down your thighs, knowing if you bent over just a little everyone around would get an eyeful of your cute ass painted in it peaking out from under your tiny skirt. and he’ll just have to fuck another load into you later that night from the thought alone. his cock is too big for you, and he gets such a nasty kick out of this fact, watching the way his cum from earlier that day trickles out of your pussy when he’s fucking you - only for him to push it back in with his cock and force you to take even more of it. loves seeing his cum drip to of your used cunt when he’s done and no amount of condoms is gonna take that away from him. 

아이엔. YANG JEONGIN

condom, but he’s easily persuaded to ditch it. jeongin is just there for a good time and as long as he gets his dick wet he doesn’t really care. he’ll always have one in his wallet just in case but the second he gets a taste of your pretty pussy he’s only able to think with his cock and completely forgets the concept of protection. this man needs you almost every hour of the day and most of the of the time wrapping a condom on his dick is the last thing on his mind, he’d much rather it be your pussy instead. can’t think straight when he’s turned on and the only fix is you. you’ll literally have to pry him off you when he’s this eager, lips chasing after you with a small whine of protest when you pull away from him in the backseat of the company car he’s somehow managed to squeeze you into after the rest of the boys and managers were busy setting up for rehearsal, trying to get him to focus long enough to grab a condom but he’s just too busy rubbing the fat head of his cock into your cunt. he’ll be so pouty when you stop him again, ‘forgetting something jeongin?’ and he’s just like, ‘uhhh, no? i remembered to turn my computer off this time,’ and just gets right back into trying to stick his dick into you finally. only realises he forgot a condom when he’s already fucked a load into you, letting out a small sigh of relief once he pulls his softening cock from your used pussy, watching the way his cum follows and dribbles out past your folds. but he can’t find it in himself to care cause you’ve never looked prettier. always helps you clean up after though :( 

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[bahablastplz]

BF! SKZ finding out you've never cum

Pairing: OT8 x Reader Warnings: Explicit content! MDNI WC: 5200

Bang Chan:

“Oh really?” he asks, ears going red. He looks away, staring at the ceiling before glancing back at you. “Never?” you shook your head. He tongues the inside of his cheek and you fidget under his sudden intense gaze. 

“Do you wanna…” you bite your lip, thinking for a moment. “Would you want to help me try?” His eyes go wide for a second before looking at you. 

“You want me to?” he asks, shy. You nod your head and press your thighs together. 

Your boyfriend is hot. There’s no denying that fact, even now as he sits across from you in a black tank top and a pair of grey sweats. Even without trying, he’s effortlessly sexy. Though the relationship is new, you aren’t a stranger to makeout sessions and Chan, well it’s just in his nature to walk around and sleep naked. So, even though this would be your first time… you’ve wanted him. Craved his touch from the first moment he kissed you. So when he asks “Are you sure?” You don’t even hesitate before answering “Yes.” 

He pulls you to his chest. You immediately get chills as you feel his breath on your neck, your back pressed against his front. You can feel the sizeable bulge in his sweats pressed against you and as much as you want to press against it, to turn this onto him, when his hand snakes down your front you throw your head back and focus on the pleasure he’s giving you. His mouth is on your jaw and your neck and long gone is that shy act–you know exactly who you’re dealing with now. The man who isn’t afraid to take his shirt off on stage. The man who shamelessly flirts with Stays. 

“You already look so pretty for me,” he says into your ear. You can tell he’s smiling without looking at him. “I’ve barely even touched you and you’re already so wrecked for me?” You nod fervently as he hikes your shirt up, revealing you to him. “Say stop at any time,” he tells you with a kiss. The ever-caring lover you’ve fallen in love with, even when at his sexiest can’t not check in with you. He makes you watch every movement, every flick of his hand against your nipples. His warm breath and tongue against your skin, the absolutely filthy words he whispers in your ears when you aren’t looking him in the eyes. 

It feels so natural when his hand connects with your core and you’re already soaking wet. It takes him by surprise and he almost pulls his hands out of your shorts but you close your thighs around him, needy and desperate for his touch. 

“Please,” you say, looking up and blinking at him. You can tell a comment is on the tip of his tongue, something about you being so wet or needy for him but you silence him with a kiss. His deft, knobby fingers slide into you then and he smirks, smirks at the effect he has on you. His fingers are long, skillful in the way that every touch is purposeful. He reaches spots that you couldn’t possibly reach with your own fingers and he touches your body as if he has memorized every inch of you already. 

“Chris,” you whine, and that affects him in ways you don’t even know. You can feel him grow even harder behind you and he even ruts his hips into your back, groaning at the friction. He focuses on you though, one hand snaking up to rest on your neck. 

You’re close. You’re close and he knows it and he touches you now with the intent of getting you to finish. He whispers and groans the filthiest shit in your ear until you’re burning up, absolutely flushed from all the things he tells you he wants to do to you. 

You’re not surprised with how little effort it takes for him to push you over the edge. You pulse around his fingers as he keeps the same pace. He made you cum and he didn’t even have to take off your pants. You’re impressed but you know he would never take the compliment, that he would brush it off and turn red as if he didn’t just wreck you. He pulls his fingers from your center once you’ve come down from your high, sticking them into his mouth and moaning around his fingers. 

“God that was hot,” he laughs. 

You throw your arm over your face in embarrassment and he showers your face with kisses. 

His arms tighten around you and he rocks you back and forth, giddy until you’re both a giggling mess. 

Lee Know:

“Ahhh,” he nods. “I see.” He looks at you and where his hands rest underneath your shirt, playing with the hem. He thinks for a moment, biting his lip as he thinks of a way that he can help you without making you uncomfortable. An idea pops in his head and he looks at you and smirks, eyes dark with mischief. 

He spreads his legs then, his muscular thighs straining the fabric of his jeans. You would be blind to not notice the large bulge straining for some relief but he tsks and guides your vision to his face. You go red-hot from being caught staring and he all but coos, grabbing your waist so that you’re straddling one, muscular thigh. 

“Min–” 

“You don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with,” he prefaces and he blows a strand of hair away from his face. God he’s so gorgeous that it’s lethal, knocking your breath out from your chest with one stare. “But, if you want, you can grind your pretty pussy on my thigh. You do all the work and I’ll just watch you, yeah?” 

You feel shy from his gaze all of a sudden and he silences your thoughts with a kiss to your lips, sucking your bottom lip between his teeth. He can’t stop his mouth from connecting to your skin, leaving hot wet kisses along your jaw, neck, and ear. When he nibbles on your ear and you feel his hot breath against you, you can’t help it when your hips kick forward desperate to get some friction. 

“That’s it,” he groans. “Just like that.” Tentatively you roll your hips against the fabric again, head lolling back at the delicious friction it causes between your legs. True to his word he lets you do all the work, arms crossed behind his head and eyes heavy as he drinks you in. He smiles a familiar grin that causes you to heat up, one that’s smug but offensively gorgeous. 

You feel spurred on by the look he’s giving you and the feeling between your legs and you can’t help the moan that escapes your lips when he tenses his thigh. 

“Fuck, you look good like this,” he says softly. You’re rocking yourself back and forth on him in earnest now, feeling your high start to build up. But you’re sensitive now and you’re starting to lose your rhythm, your hips becoming tired. 

“Min I can’t,” you whine, losing that feeling that had slowly started to build. 

“I gotcha,” he says, grabbing your hips for you. He rocks you back and forth using his own strength, not forgetting to push his thigh harder against your core. He works you back up embarrassingly fast and before you know it you’re spilling over the edge with your back arched and a loud cry. Just as he allows you to slow down he presses a kiss against your lips, breathing in your moans. You slump against his shoulder then and he strokes your back. “Beautiful,” he whispers. 

Changbin: Changbin doesn’t react at all when you tell him. His arms are full of you, who is currently straddling his lap happily. Your makeout session was starting to get a little intense and you could tell that it was likely to escalate–which you had no problem with, but you couldn’t stop the confession from releasing from your lips. 

He stares at you. No acknowledgement whatsoever. You gulp nervously… any reaction would be better than no reaction, you think. 

“Bin?” you ask, breaking his focus. You’re worried that you ruined the mood, suddenly anxious. “Should I not have said that? We can stop,” you say, lifting your hips to get off of him when he grabs your waist, setting you down flush against his hips. 

“Sorry,” he smiles sheepishly. “I think… I was flustered.” 

“Huh?”

“That turned me on more than it should have,” he admits with a small smile, staring at the wall next to him. You coo at the blush on his face, his ears turning suddenly red. His bulge pressing into your clothed core further proves his point–he wasn’t lying. You hate to admit how turned on you are now too, his thick cock pressing against you making less-than-pure thoughts run through your head. 

Your lips reattach to his in a messy kiss and your hands are everywhere, feeling his broad, toned pecs, his muscular shoulders, his tummy… You press kisses against his throat, his collarbone, his sternum and you can feel his cock twitch in his sweats. The thought that he’s just as aroused as you are, with your panties probably soaked from your arousal, pushes you even further. You rock yourself against his clothed cock, relishing in the way it presses against your clit just right. The groan he lets out is heavenly, his head thrown back in bliss. This gives you the perfect opportunity to lean forward and bite the junction between his neck and shoulder, sucking a pretty purplish-red mark in its wake.

His hips thrust up on instinct and you whine… This must have been the breaking point, you think, because he grabs your hips so tightly you think they will bruise… and he thrusts his hips up into yours so harshly that you let out a shriek in surprise. 

“Fuck… is this okay?” he asks, looking utterly debauched. You nod, trying to rock your hips in tandem but his grip is too tight–he’s in control. He’s lifted you up off of him a few inches and pistons his hard bulge into your core, the same way he would if he were fucking you. His cock slides deliciously against your clit every time and though you don’t know the feeling, you think your high is starting to build up. 

“Just like that, Bin,” you tell him, scrunching your eyes shut and throwing your head back. 

He growls. “You like that? You like when my cock touches your pretty pussy? You’re soaking me, fuck. I’m gonna cum, gonna cum in my pants you’re so hot, baby.” 

You feel your core start to tighten and his hand tightens in your hair, grabbing your face to push your lips against his in a hard but messy kiss. The second your lips come in contact you start to cum, spasming around nothing as he continues to drill his cock against you. 

It takes only a few seconds for Changbin to cum too, grabbing your hips and holding you tight against his bulge. You feel him pulsing in his pants, thick spurts of his arousal shooting out and soaking the sweats. It’s so erotic and he is a sight to behold when he cums, sweat glistening across his forehead and the veins of his forearms protruding from where he holds you tight. 

When he looks up at you he has the audacity to look sheepish again. You smack his shoulder lightly with a smile. “No need to be shy on me now,” you tease. He lifts you up, your legs wrapped tightly around his waist and your arms slung around his neck. 

“Wanna take this to the bedroom?” he chuckles. You answer him with a kiss.

Hyunjin: Hyunjin lets out a gasp as if what you have just told him is heresy. Ever the drama-queen, you have to remind your boyfriend to keep his voice down–you’re in public. You’re not even sure how the topic came up, honestly, and part of you wishes that you had kept this information to yourself. Hyunjin, the man that he is, cannot let you keep anything to yourself. He instantly pries for the details despite your red-hot face. 

“How often have you tried?” he asks, more excited than he should be. “You have tried, right? You just can’t…” you slap a hand over his mouth, looking around you. 

“We can talk about this later,” you hiss. He gives you a giddy smile. You can tell he won’t forget about this. 

Sure enough, he’s back on you the moment you walk through the door. 

“Why do you care so much?” you groan. 

“Because that means I get to help you,” he says with a glint in his eyes. “I get to be your first.” Oh. Oh. Well, maybe you like that idea more than you’re willing to admit. 

“Can I? Would you let me?” 

“Hyune, how would you even–” 

You let out a yelp when he rolls onto your back, rolling you on top of him. 

“You could sit on my face,” he suggests. He must see your hesitation because he calms you down by rubbing your thighs. “Grind your pretty cunt all over my tongue.” 

You squeeze your legs together from where you sit on top of him, ineffective due to Hyunjin’s broad frame below you. 

“Are you sure?” you ask. “It’s just… what if I hurt you? What if you don’t like it, or you can’t breathe–”

“Shh, pretty,” he coos. “It only matters if you like it, but trust me I’ll like it too. I can tap your thigh if I need to breathe. You won’t hurt me, okay? You can go as crazy as you’d like.” 

Reluctantly (and a bit nervously), you agree, rolling off of him to take off your pants. You’re already insanely aroused, embarrassingly so just from seeing the gorgeous man beneath you, rock hard in his pants. As you timidly straddle his face, you’re surprised when he pulls your core right onto his face. 

“Hyunjin!” you cry, jerking up. 

“Relax,” he smiles. “No need to be shy. Actually sit.” He lightly taps your ass and you lower yourself onto him, letting out a sigh when he swipes his tongue through your folds. He moans into your center, mumbling something akin to ‘tastes good’ and you relax. When his tongue circles your clit you think electricity has spread throughout your entire body and you lurch forward, his grip on your thighs unwavering. 

“Shit, Hyune, that feels good,” you tell him, his tongue alternating between sucking and flicking your clit to shallowly fucking your hole. You can’t help but rock back and forth on his face, any inhibitions thrown out the window. He groans and sighs into your cunt, clearly enjoying himself as well. He works you up surprisingly fast and he sticks his tongue out wide, letting you ride it and pleasure yourself on it the way you want. His tongue is warm and wet and feels heavenly against your folds and you grind yourself to a finish, his grip on your hips helping to aid you to your release. 

He wraps his lips around your clit and sucks, releasing with a pop as he gently licks up your release. You roll off of him and catch your breath, staring at the ceiling in awe. 

“Was it everything you’ve ever dreamed of?” he asks breathlessly, licking his lips of your arousal. “We’re going to need to do that again,” you laugh incredulously. “Your tongue… no wonder I couldn’t get myself off if that’s what I was missing.” He laughs and rolls on top of you, pressing a long kiss against your lips. He tastes of you and that somehow makes it even better.

Han:

You flush when he makes the suggestion. Mutual masturbation. “I have a hard time… I’ve never been able to make myself finish before, though,” you remind him. 

“Yeah yeah, I know,” he says. “But it’ll be hot. And maybe it can help you…”

“But what if you finish first?” you ask him. “Won’t that be… unsexy?” “Unsexy? God no,” he laughs “If anything, I can help you finish after, if you want.” 

“O…Okay,” you agree. The kisses start off messy and you find yourself wanting to wrap your hands around his waist. “No… no touching,” he tells you. “Just kissing. No touching one another’s bodies. It will make it feel better. It will be sexier if we can just… watch.” You agree with him. The wet, sloppy kisses come to an end with a string of saliva connecting you too. You watch intently as he palms himself through his sweats, grabbing his length with a groan. 

“You make me so hard, baby,” he tells you. You feel entranced, lifting up your shirt and playing with your chest as he watches. You grope yourself, teasing your nipples while your gaze never leaves his, the way his eyes stare at you and each movement has you unknowingly biting your lip. 

He pulls his sweats down and palms himself through his underwear before stroking his cock through the fabric, hissing at the friction. Feeling bold, you free yourself of your underwear and move so that he can get a better view. His eyes look so wide and full of lust as he finally frees his cock and starts touching himself properly. He was right. It was erotic for sure. You couldn’t help how turned on you felt as you touched yourself, shallowly fucking yourself with one finger as he watches. He’s beautiful. This is a fact you have always known but right now, as he fists his cock and his hips jump up to meet his hand you can’t help but admire how beautiful, his brows furrowed and eyes struggling to remain watching you. 

This is the first time you’ve properly seen one another without clothes on, and while you have had a few intense makeout sessions and heavy petting, you have yet to go this far. You can’t say you regret it when his whines are so perfect, his neediness as he throws his head back and touches himself with such a vice grip. 

“You’re so hot,” you tell him and he moans. 

You fuck yourself even harder on your fingers, trying to bring yourself close to the edge. He watches when you start squelching around your fingers, so wet that the sound is borderline obscene. You can tell he’s close even though you’re struggling, but you swear you have never been closer to orgasm than when you saw Jisung cum all over himself, shooting his release on his stomach with a cry of your name. Your fingers speed up and you’re still not sure if you’re close, but before you can say anything Jisung crosses the bed. He attaches his lips to your clit without a second thought, his fingers replacing your own. He’s a sight to behold, hair sticking to his forehead and sweat glistening down his toned chest. It takes a few minutes but he doesn’t give up (even though you likely would have by now), he licks and sucks you through your first orgasm. 

“God I could cum again just from that sight,” he admits with a shy chuckle once he lifts his head up from between your legs.

Felix:

It was all because of a stupid card game. Okay, maybe some alcohol was involved too. It was one of those couple’s games and in your newly relationship-state, Felix suggested you play together. A little bit too much wine and a series of giggles and here you were. 

“What is the most amount of orgasms you’ve had in one day?” Felix read the card, a blush spreading across his face. 

“It doesn’t say that,” you laugh, reaching for the card. Sure enough… You let out a sigh. “Truthfully?” you ask. 

“Well–only if you want to,” he backtracks. “You… you don’t need to tell me anything you don’t want to.” 

“No, Lix, it’s fine, it’s just…” you run a hand through your hair, exasperated. “Zero. The answer is zero. I’ve never cum before.” 

“But… you had a boyfriend before me, I thought?” 

“Yeah,” you laugh. “That doesn’t mean he made me cum.” He looks at you thoughtfully, ultimately deciding to table the conversation. You were grateful. You’re both a little too tipsy and flustered to be having this conversation. You watch a movie and curl up against his chest, game long forgotten as he presses a kiss to the top of your head. *** It’s about a week later when Felix shows up at your door with a suspiciously large package in his hands. You were expecting him for date night but not aware of what he brought with him. 

“What’s that?” you ask. You don’t miss the way his ears turn red. 

“This is for later,” he tells you. “It’s a surprise.” You shrug it off and almost forget about it until after dinner. He brings you into your bedroom and hands you the package. 

“I remembered our conversation from last week,” he admits. “How you said you’ve never… so I bought some things that I thought you could use.” 

“Use? To help me cum?” 

He coughs, clearing his throat. “Um, yeah. I just thought… and I don’t even need to be here when you use them, but I thought that you could use some… tools? I don’t know.” 

“Do you want to see me use them, Lix?” you all but purr. He looks at you sheepishly. 

“I wouldn’t say no,” he laughs. “Only if you’re comfortable.” 

You open the package, then. A large dildo. A smaller one. A bullet vibrator. Some things you’ve never even seen before. 

“Wow, Felix, this is…” you lift up one of the larger toys to inspect it. “Was this expensive?”

“Don’t worry about that,” he tells you. “It’s an investment.” 

And that’s how you end up spread on your bed, Felix watching from a chair at the end of your bed. 

“I can always take a video,” he suggests. You furrow your brow. “Y’know, that way if you have a hard time finishing, we can watch it back and review and see where it went wrong?”

“Felix I KNOW you did not just suggest having a VOD review of my masturbation session,” you laugh. “I’m not one of your games you know.” He looks away shyly. You acquiesce. “If you want to record… use my phone though.” He looks way too excited as he grabs your phone and props up the camera as you start to play with yourself, fucking yourself with one of the vibrating dildos he bought. It felt really good, and it was just an added bonus that the sexiest man alive was watching you. 

“You can go deeper,” he drawls. You can tell he’s accentuating his deep voice because he knows it turns you on. “Don’t be afraid to really press the end of it against your clit.” The toys worked you up faster than you ever imagined and you squirmed beneath his gaze. Felix stands, bringing the camera even closer to your sopping entrance, really trying to get a good view of the camera. “You’re doing so good,” he tells you. You can’t help it. You cum. The vibrations from the toy, the camera, Felix’s watchful eyes and words… it was all just too much. You writhe through your orgasm until you reach overstimulation, turning off the toy and throwing an arm over your eyes. 

Felix is quick to jump into the bed, peppering your face and neck with kisses. 

“That was… wow,” you tell him. 

“Wanna watch the video?” he asks, voice laced with excitement.

Seungmin:

“Never,” he deadpans. 

“Nope,” you repeat. 

“Well, like, how do you do it?” 

“What do you mean?” you can’t help the blush that spreads across your face. 

“You’re probably doing it wrong,” he explains. “I know you’re not mansplaining to me how to masturbate,” you roll your eyes. 

“No,” he sighs, exasperated. “I’m just saying maybe I can help. It would be easier if you showed me.” 

“Showed you?”

“Don’t be dense, love. Just take your pants off, if you want, and touch yourself in front of me. I can guide you, if you’d like.” 

You were definitely blushing now. 

“Can you kiss me first?” you ask. You don’t know why but you felt like breaking that barrier would make things a little easier. He smiles, pushing his hand through his hair before leaning forward, capturing your lips in his. His hand brushed through your hair, deepening the kiss. When you pulled apart you felt a rush of confidence, pulling your pants and panties down to reveal yourself to him. He watches you from the end of the couch with his arms crossed, lips shut tight. 

You let him watch as you trail your hands down to your center, spreading your legs wider when you see him trying to get a better look. You circle your clit with one finger, dipping into your entrance to gather your arousal. You switch between fucking yourself with your finger and circling your clit, no sense of rhythm. Though Seungmin pins you with your gaze and causes your arousal to strengthen, you can’t build yourself up the way you want. You get frustrated. Seungmin takes notice. 

“Lift your shirt up,” he commands. He watches as you hesitate but follow his direction, lifting up your shirt with his heavy gaze. “Use your thumb and pointer finger. Trace your nipples.” You do what he tells you, following his instruction to tease, circle, and pinch your nipples. 

“Use one hand. Wet it with your tongue. Get a lot of spit–yeah, like that. Touch your clit.” He lets out a breath when you release a shaky moan. “Use one hand and circle your clit and use the other hand to touch your pretty nipples. Go back and forth between circling it and flicking it. Figure out what feels better.”

You squirm at the oversensitivity. 

“Seung,” you moan. “Feels good but… can’t you just touch me? I want to feel you.” 

He shakes his head. “No, baby. You need to do it yourself. I want you to know how to make yourself feel good.” You let out a frustrated sigh but continue to follow his direction. 

“Use your other hand now and push it inside. You can start with one finger. Don’t stop the momentum you’ve got on your clit but slowly fuck yourself with one finger. Good. Try curling it.” You can’t deny how good it feels–better than you’ve ever made yourself feel. You notice the bulge in his sweats and you whine. Teasing, you drag your foot up his thigh and try to press against his bulge to get a reaction from him. Before you can though he sighs and grabs your foot, harshly. 

“Don’t try it,” he warns. He doesn’t release his grip from your ankle and you’re thankful for the touch. “Try adding another finger.” You do just as he tells you, curling them inside you as you continue to stimulate your clit. 

“Seung, I’m… I think I’m close,” you say with a breath of surprise. 

“Good,” he smiles. “Don’t let up on the pace. Try to stay as consistent as you can. You’re doing so good for me, baby. Does that feel good? You’re so pretty, you have such a pretty pussy–”

You cut him off with a loud yell as you cum all over your fingers. Your legs kick up, unable to control them but he grabs your thighs and holds you down, rubbing small circles into your skin. 

When your breathing finally calms down he shoots you a grin. He opens his arms and you crawl right into them, laying your head against his chest. 

“Wasn’t trying to ‘mansplain,’” he mutters against your head. “Just wanted to see if I could help.” 

You laugh sleepily. “I know, Minnie. You did a good job. Thank you.” 

Jeongin:

With the way he smiles at you you’re not sure if he heard you right–he looks too giddy, dimples protruding from his face in a way that makes you want to poke him. 

“What–” you ask, taken aback. You were in the midst of a makeout session that had started to get a little too heated and you felt the need to confess your little problem. You were self-conscious about it and unsure how he would react but this is not what you expected. 

“Can I help?” he asks. 

“Help–”

“Touch you,” he clarifies. “Let me touch you?” He trails his hands up and down your cheek. Hot from his suggestion. But you’ve always loved his hands, long and veiny, and you would be lying if you said you didn’t imagine how they would feel. 

“Okay,” you stutter. “But if you can’t make me finish–”

“Shhh,” he kisses you. “Let’s not worry about that now. Just let me touch you and make you feel good, and if I can get you to cum that would be amazing. If not, nobody will be offended, yeah?” 

He sits up then and before you can ask what he’s doing he bends you over his lap. Your breath hitches and he runs a hand up and down your ass, grabbing and kneading the flesh. You’re glad he can’t see your face because you’re sure you’re flushed beyond belief. He touches you over your shorts and when you start to squirm he lands a warning tap to your ass that makes you yelp. He takes his time touching you through the fabric and circling your clothed clit before he lifts your hips up, pulling your shorts and panties off at the same time. 

“You’re so wet, baby,” he teases, gathering your wetness with his fingers. “All this for me?” 

“Mmm,” you respond unintelligently, wiggling your ass to get your point across. Still he teases, never quite touching you where you need him. 

“Jeong-In… Innie, please, touch me,” you whine. He coos at the desperate tone of your voice before allowing his fingers to finally push into your entrance. You welcome the intrusion and you’re glad that he starts slow, fucking you deep and with purpose. 

“Feels good,” you moan, burying your head deeper into the sheets. 

“Yeah?” he asks. He fucks his fingers into at a speed that you couldn’t imagine possible, a large hand splayed onto your lower back to hold you in place. You can’t help the sounds that escape your mouth and you vaguely realize that Jeongin is talking, whispering filthy things in your ear. 

“Fuck, baby… your pussy is so tight. So perfect,” he groans. “So warm and wet… this pussy is all mine, yeah?” 

“Oh my GOD, fuck, Jeongin!” you cry out. His words add fuel to the fire, allowing the warmth to spread through you and speed up your impending climax. He doesn’t relent, staying at the same pace and hitting that spot deep inside of you that has you seeing stars with his long, deft fingers. He hits that same spot every time and suddenly you’re cumming, spasming around his fingers. You swear you can hear his grin but you couldn’t care, not with the intensity of your orgasm. When you’ve come down from your high he strokes your back, letting your breathing even out. He reaches a hand around to your face and shows you his wet fingers, groaning when you wrap your lips around them. 

“I can make you cum in other ways,” he suggests. “Want me to show you?” ─ ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ──── ♡ ─── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ──

Masterlist <3

[valkyriexo]

Channie’s little confused face ☹️💗

God he’s so cute .. I hope he never figures anything out 🥺💗

[luvyeni]

🪽… ( reaction ) have you ever tried this one ? ̨ ! ୨୧ 一 스트레이키즈 ՞

⸃ ⸰ ⌁ straykids favorite positions to fuck you in  ヾ

boyfriend!스트레이키즈・ fem!reader ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ g ・ smut ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ cw ・ unprotected sex, oral sex ( F ), dirty talk, nsfw links. wc ・‎ ‎1.2k ‎| ‎ ‎click to library

「 ୨୧ authors note 」 tried something new today and added links no i cant make longer drabbles for any of these …

﹙ 𐙚 : bangchan ﹚ .ᐟ

wants you to feel all of him; he wants to be as deep as he can possibly be, that’s why nine times out of ten chan will have you folded in a mating press, stretching you out with his big cock. “fuck!” you screamed as the man above you fucked into you , holding your legs up to your chest. “deeper please.” no matter how deep he is , you want more — you want him to breed you. “fuck baby im already in your guts, how deep do you want me.” he grunted, feeling his cock twitch inside you. “want me to breed this pretty pussy.” you scream out, answering his question. “fuck yes!” moaning out feeling your cunt tightening around him. “sh-shit , that’s what you want? for me to fill this pretty pussy?” you moaned. “fu-fuck yes chan.” you moaned out. “fuck im gonna cum.” he hissed.

“gonna cum inside this pretty pussy.”

﹙ 𐙚 : lee know ﹚ .ᐟ

we all know lee know is an ass man, he’s revealed this on numerous occasions. when he fucks you, he wants you ass up so he can watch your ass recoil against him. “that’s it.” cursing , holding your hip with one hand , rutting into you. “shit keep moving that ass.” he was hypnotized by the way your ass moved. “fuck minho!” you screamed into the pillow. “fuck don’t stop.” he didn’t either , the grip on your waist tightening as he moved his hips faster. “fuck I’m gonna cum.” he breathed out. “gonna fucking cum.” he groaned , pulled out stroking his cock. “fuck im cumming!” he howled as he came all over your ass. “shit baby.” he slapped your ass, you helped out

“god i fucking love your ass so much.” 

﹙ 𐙚 : changbin ﹚ .ᐟ

changbin loves to show off his strength; he doesn’t spend his days in the gym just for fun. showing you how manly he his, lifting you up and fucking you in the air. your arms wrapped tightly around his neck, his hand firmly grasping your ass holding you up as he pounded into you. “oh my god changbin!” your legs dangling on the side. “fuck me!” he held you up like you were nothing. “so-so strong.” he smirked. “yo-you like that?” he stuttered out, his voice deep. “shit , you like how i can lift you up and fuck you on my fat cock. nodding dumbly, babbling nonsense. “y-yes.” he cursed , bouncing you on his cock. “pl-please be careful.” you stuttered. “do-don’t worry baby im not gonna drop you.”

“gaining these muscle just so i can fuck you like this.” 

﹙ 𐙚 : hyunjin ﹚ .ᐟ

hyunjin fucking loves morning sex , rolling over on his side , spooning you pulling your clothes down, his cock hard as a rock as slid inside you, sighing in relief. “so-so warm baby.” his sexy morning voice in your ear as his hand came up u onto your boobs , feeling up your body , squeezing your boobs. “fe-feel so nice baby.” he rutted into you. “so fucking nice , i love you so much.” his hands in between your legs, rub your clit — the sun was bleeding into the room. “hy-hyune im gonna cum.” you moaned out , he opened your legs , rutting into you harder. “cum for me princess.” letting you cum, him following right after. “sh-shit baby.” he let your legs go , kissing your neck tenderly

“good morning princess , you felt so good.” 

﹙ 𐙚 : han jisung ﹚ .ᐟ

just put him in between your legs and let him do his thing, han jisung certified munch ! he doesn’t care whether he’s on top or if you’re on top. as long as he can taste your sweet cunt and feel your soft tittes in his hands , he is in heaven. “shit baby keep doing that.” you moaned, hands tangled in his hair , pushing him deeper into your mound. “fuck more.” hips moving against your will, he was that good , lapping at your cunt. “fuck im gonna cum.” he hummed as you came on his tongue, coating his tongue. “fuck you taste so good.” he pulled away. “like candy.” he bought his fingers to his mouth, bringing them back to your slit. “wanna make you cum again.” he rubbed your bud.

“wanna make a mess of you.” 

﹙ 𐙚 : felix ﹚ .ᐟ

ride him in his gaming chair and his life is yours. he loves this shit — you “ innocently “ sitting in his lap , which ends up with you both naked , his game long forgotten as you milked him for everything he had. “sh-shit.” he held your lower back letting you do what you wanted before he pulled you flush against him , pressing down on your lower stomach. “lixie.” he squeezed your boobs. “lo-love you feel so good wrapped around me.” he moaned. “so fucking warm.” he kissed your boobs , bucking his hips up. “lix I’m gonna cum.” you whined , he rubbed your clit. “cum for me.” he whispered into your ear. “cum for me like a good girl.” releasing all over him.

the game was long forgotten after that , he was ready to make you cum all over again.

﹙ 𐙚 : seungmin ﹚ .ᐟ

you’re always on top, but he’s always in charge. his legs flat against the bed fucking up into you , his hands yanking your back , making you scream. “sl-slut.” he growled. “letting me fuck you like this , you’re so nasty.” his thrust were brutal , your ass bright red from his previous slapping. “you like being fuck like a whore?” he asked , knowing you can’t ask. “whose whore are you.” he yanked your hair. “i asked you a question , whose whore are you?” you were a mess , trying to get the words out. “yours -fuck!- im your whore minnie.” you let out a pornographic moan. “fuck I’m gonna cum.” he let your cum , holing you down as he emptied his load inside of you , holding you close to whisper in your ear.

“that’s right , you’re my whore.” 

﹙ 𐙚 : jeongin ﹚ .ᐟ

your body pressed flatly against the bed, arms pinned behind your back , jeongin kissing the sweet spot on your neck as , the kisses sweet and soft — a completely different from how deep he was inside you. “i-innie.” you babbled , he let your arms go , his hand wrapping around your neck, choking you lightly. “yo-you feel that -fuck- that’s my cock deep inside your pussy.” he grunted in your ear. “so-so deep.” he kissed your cheek. “i know baby , i know.” he moaned. “going dumb on my cock aren’t you.” your eyes rolling to the back of your head, his strokes were slow but deep. “just take it , that’s all you can do.” his hand tightening around your throat. “you can’t take it.”

“take it like a good fu-fucking girl.”

©️LUVYENI

[strrykais]

accidentally sending your bff a nude

requested : Can u do skz accidentally sending them (ur bff) nude pics but like .... they like it iykwim 🙈

stray kids masterlist

ⓒ strrykais

[jeonginsleftcheek]

The Dolly series (TAGLIST & MASTERLIST) (CLOSED)

THE TAGLIST IS NOW CLOSED!

For everyone who has read my Hyunjin Dolly fic, I'm making this post where you will be able to comment if you want to be added or removed from the taglist to this series.

The series will consist of 9 chapters, each for one individual doll, and they will tie in together in the final chapter. I'd like to clarify that the dollies are posted in a non-linear story.

Taglist & Masterlist under the cut.

Taglist: @moonchild9350 @janepg @velvetmoonlght @hwanghyunjinismybae @jehhskz @porangporangmeong @laylasbunbunny @laughatdanger @jeonginslefthand @sapphirewaves @simpforleeknaur @s3ungm1nxxl0ve @painterhyunjin @starlost-mochi-x @saintcosette @juskz @quokkacidal @chuuyaobsessed @whatdoyouwanttocallmefor @lixies-favorite-cookie @thelostprincessofasgard @linocvp1d @stayjinnie @portgasdbru @lilgothhishhh @selinia86 @felixsbabe @staytinyluva @sadroses98 @katexstay @gnabnahcsworld @hazelbazil @iwannahugchangbin @imperfectlyperfectprincess1 @skzfelixlove @skzjen @syedazarintasnim @geektacularmommom-blog @cookiesnmilfx @kayleefriedchicken @stxt-bby @strykdsstanot8 @hyunjinhwang2018 @binniesbabygirl @hyunjiniretti @linavc @julciaqwerty @salemluvsmusic @diipsy

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Summary of the series:

A line of eight unique sex dolls has been released for the public to try out.

It's fun to play with them, but there is a truth waiting to be discovered under that guise of fun.

Which doll would you like to order?

Masterlist

1. Hyunjin, the romantic doll

2. Seungmin, the mischievous doll

3. Felix, the comforting doll

4. Minho, the dark doll

5. Jeongin, the fashion doll

6. Changbin, the strong doll

7. ???, ??? - coming soon

8. ???, ???

9. xxx

[baby-yongbok]

Poly SKZ!Fake Texts - "Your nails are too long"

✧ Pairing: Ot8!Skz x Afab!Reader - explicit content [ MDNI ] ✧ CW: Themes of marking, Jeongin being a menace and Seungmin being a snitch

✧ a/n: I have writers block & burnout so another fake text post for you all! I write these the most. I'm usually just casually creating them soooo until I can actually finish a fic please enjoy these!❣️

✧ Masterlist ✧

MDNI & Support made by @strangergraphics

Perm. Tag List:

@dreamingaboutjisung @nxtt2-u @kayleefriedchicken

@compersian @kibs-and-bits @lixiluvs @armystay89 @lghtdarling

@teddy-stay , @baconcupcakes123, @moonchild9350 ,

@krayzieestay, @soulsbbg , @stay-bi , @yzsqu , @gho-ster , @lghtdarling

[4linos]

— [stray kids nsfw links 3] ୭🧷✧˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀 mdni.

warnings: porn.

a/n: it’s been a while since i’ve done a post like this so here are some links while i procrastinate my uni work 😝

bang chan

relaxing bath. 🛁

lipstick marks.

lee know

public touches.

kitchen counter. 🧑‍🍳

changbin

quickie.

date night. 🛏️

hyunjin

handjob + wine.🍷

forgotten movie night.

han

cumming before bed.

morning routine. 🪥

felix

overstimulation.

gaming break. 🎮

seungmin

good morning. ⛅️

perfect vacation view.

i.n

midnight snack. 🍴

breeding.

//

masterlist

[krosiefics]

is that a bet? • stray kids ot8 x reader

M D N I 18+

Synopsis: at some point of playing ‘never have I ever’, you make a bet that you could make all eight of your best friends cum within 10-15 minutes…and well, you did.

WC: 3.7k (I have issues)

Tags: PURE SMUT, afab!reader, softdom!chan, dom!minho, dom!changbin, softdom!hyunjin, sub!jisung, sub!felix, dom!seungmin, switch!jeongin, switch!reader, piv, unprotected sex (wrap the eggplant yall), same hole double penetration, ass smacking, squirting, begging, overstimulation, hair pulling, spitting, oral (f. receiving), lwk gangbang, praise (pretty, good girl), degradation (slut, whore), light dacryphilia, breeding kink, creampie, biting(?), grinding, pet names (baby, babe, princess, hun, darling, kitten, bun, etc), marking/hickey, probably forgetting some…sorry :P

a/n: this is so smutty i am so sorry…but yw 🫠

You don’t remember how exactly you ended up in this position…something about a bet, yet here you are, half-naked spread out on the floor with eight pairs of eyes burning into your body.

8 minutes earlier

“Never have I ever,” Minho pauses in thought, “nutted before my partner.”

“What the actual fuck Minho.” Seungmin grimaces, though he takes a swig of soju. “What?!” Minho shrugs defensively, “It makes the game more interesting.”

“That’s a fucking lie though.” Jisung snorts as he also takes a shot of soju. “And how would you know that?” You ask with a sly smirk.

“I’ve seen him watch porn,” He deadpans, which sends everyone into a fit of laughter.

“You wanna bet Ji?” Minho challenges.

“Y’all seriously aren’t about to jerk off right here…right?” Chan looks at them in disgust and then at the white shag carpet underneath them, “Why, you wanna join?” Minho pokes.

“I bet none of y’all virgins can stop yourselves from cumming as soon as someone touches you.”

“You wanna make that bet.” Changbin chimes in. You groan at them which catches their attention, “Do you have something to say princess?” Jisung raised his brows teasingly. You groan yet again at the nickname before saying, “I bet I could make all y’all cum in fifteen, maybe ten minutes.”

“You really wanna do this?” Hyunjin lifts your chin with his finger. “Hmm,” you hum, “if you guys cum before I do, a hundred…from each of you.”

“That’s eight hundred bucks!” Jeongin blurts out, you nod slyly. “And if we win?” Felix tilts his head. “Y’all can decide on that.” you state.

You move to get up, dragging your hoodie over your body and exposing your oversized shirt underneath. You turn around looking at the eight boys. “Are we doing this or not?”

Everyone unanimously agrees. It went so fast, the soju from the previous rounds probably getting to everybody’s heads and letting you carelessly make these decisions.

“Oh and rules-“ “RULES?!” Minho, Seungmin and Jisung cried out. “Guys it’s her body, she can make rules.” Felix interrupts their protests. “Thanks Lix,” You smile before continuing, “no touching…well to be more clear no touching me or yourselves…but I can touch you.”

“What?!” They all exclaimed in disappointment.

“It makes the game more interesting.” You shrug, spewing Minho’s previous words at them, the said boy shoots you a playful glare.

You glanced over at the digital clock that hung from the wall. 12:48.

Present

And well, that’s how you ended up here.

Your hand trails down your body stopping at your soaked panties before circling over your clit, toes curling at the feeling.

You stare up at the eight boys, their eyes dazed on your leaking cunt that stains your panties. You let out a moan as you hook your fingers around the material and slip it down your legs, exposing your now bare glistening cunt. You let a finger plunge into your heat, biting your lip. You lock eyes with Changbin, his knuckles gripping at his sweatpants, the outline of his cock bulging through the material. You bite your lip as you stare at his bulge.

The sound of a small whine prompts you to look over at another flustered and painfully hard boy. Jisung looks at you, his eyebrows furrowed and his lower lip is caught between his teeth. “Please, Y/N.”

“Well since you asked so nicely.” You coo, pulling your fingers out of your cunt and crawling ever so slowly towards the round cheeked boy. As you settle by his side, you purposefully arch your back and push your ass out so that the guys sitting criss crossed on the floor behind me have a nice view. You trail your fingers up his knee and towards his thigh

He shivered under your touch as you made your fingers dance along his inner thigh. A desperate whimper left his mouth as you pulled back teasingly and went back to your original spot on the shag carpet.

“Fuck,” Hyunjin breathed out, “you’re ethereal.” His usually perfectly sculpted face contoured into a needy look- yet through his desperation he still looked as beautiful as ever. You moan softly as his praise. “Oh, does our little slut like to be praised?” Minho said to your right, you turned to him and bit your lip, your legs instinctively closing as his degradation surged throughout your body. “Fuck and degration too.” Seungmin hums as your eyes trail to him.

The hot touch of a hand on your lower hips snapped you out of the trace that Seungmin had basically pulled you into. You look towards your right, and there Minho is, smirking as his hand squeezes at the curve of your ass. “Hey!” You slapped his hand away, “No touching!”

“You never said what would happen if we did though, kitten.” The stupid pet name had you squeezing your legs together even more, “Aw, such a filthy slut for us.”

“Shit he’s right,” Felix breathed out, “what happens if we do touch you?” Shit, you didn’t think this far ahead- fuck you don’t even remember what the prize of the bet was…or if there even was one. Why are you guys even doing this again? “Fuck,” Chan groans gently, “does this pretty little cunt of yours want to be filled, love?” You feel his rough hands cup your bare cunt, jerking at the sudden touch. “Y/N?” Jeongin’s soft voice cracked as he whined out your name. You hummed in response as you fought the urge to grind against Chan’s large hand. “Can we touch you now? Please.”

“Oh God,” You throw your head back with a moan as Chan teasingly slips a finger inside your glistening pussy, “fuck yes! Please Innie!”

With that Jeongin springs up to his feet and quickly makes his way towards you. At the corner of your eye, you see the other five move from their spot to get closer to you. “Fuck,” you moan, feeling Changbin’s hands run under your tshirt, lightly teasing your pebbled nipples, “why did we do this again?” A small chuckle resonated from Seungmin’s sweet lips, “Because you wanted to win a bet, right pup?”

You bite down on your lower lip, Jisung’s lips attaching themselves to your clit next to where Chan’s fingers are plummeted inside. Felix helps you out of your shirt as Hyunjin and Changbin each take one of your breasts into their mouth. It all happened so quickly and at the same time, you feel your climax nearing faster than ever. And just like that your release is stolen from you as the four boys pull away from your body. You whine out desperately, “I swear to fucking God if y’all do that again I’m leaving and finishing by myself!” You threaten, sitting up onto your knees.

“Okay, okay princess.” Jisung purrs as he tilts your head up by hooking his knuckle under your chin.

You whimper as he nears your face, “This okay?” you gulp and nod quickly and to that he just clicks his tongue, pulling back slightly. “Words babe.”

“Yes.” you sigh breathlessly, Jisung attaches his lips to yours ever so roughly, a pair of soft hands grab at your hips, placing you down onto their lap. Your legs slotted against your chest being held by the man whom you’re laying on, while the said man leaves butterfly kisses along the nape of your neck.

Chan slipped his fingers out of your cunt prompting you to whine but the feeling of something warm and wet poking at your clit causes the whine to turn into a gasp, Jisung takes the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth.

Your thighs instinctively clench around the head that’s propped between them.

“So sweet.”

Jeongin muttered against your folds before slotting his tongue alongside it yet again. “Holy fuck Innie!” you throw your head back, lips detaching from Jisung’s, with an erotic moan, your head now resting on the shoulder of the man behind you. At this angle you catch a glimpse at the the man- fucking hell.

He sinks his teeth into your neck, though the action seems so rough he doesn’t bite down to the point where it hurts. “Fuck, keep her making those faces.” Felix bites his lip, his hand rubbing himself through his shorts. You whine, shutting your eyes as Jeongin continues to assault your throbbing cunt as Changbin moves into massage your breasts. “Look at you,” Minho purred into your ear as he started grinding his hardened cock against your ass, “being so obedient and submissive for everyone, just like the little slut you are.” You moan out at the overwhelming mixture of sensations; Hyunjin nibbling at your nipple, Jeongin’s tongue running up and down your folds, and Minho breathing dirty words into your ear while peppering your shoulder with kisses and love bites.

The cat eyed boy sneakily brings his hand to your cunt and smacks it slightly, not too hard but enough that it stung a little. “Fuck you,” you groan out as Minho massages your core, his fingers dipping further down towards where Jeongin’s face is buried. “No,” Minho tsked, “I’ll do the fucking.”

“Don’t be too rough on her Min.” Chan spoke, you glance over to him and he had his hand shoved down his pants. “She likes it.” Seungmin said confidently, “Right, whore?” You do nothing but whimper at his words meanwhile your body starts to shake slightly. “Answer with words pup.”

“God, fuck yes! I love it- please don’t stop.” You can feel Jeongin smirk against your heat.

Your eyes wandered to the boy next to Seungmin, his eyes stuck on mine as his pretty face scrunched up, his shorts rustling while his hand too was shoved inside, and his freckled cheeks flushed so very red. “Lix,” you gesture for him to move closer, almost immediately the freckled boy quickly rushed down from his spot on the couch and next to you on the floor. He looks at you with pleading eyes, “take it off.”

You grab at the hem of his shirt, he swiftly pulls it over his head awaiting your next instruction. You were about to ask him something but the feeling of a harsh bite on your inner thigh caused you to squeak out instead. Your head whips down to see Hyunjin licking at the skin he just bit. They’re moving so quickly you can barely keep up with who’s doing what.

“Can we fuck you already?” A voice said from your left, your head instinctively turning towards the source. Seungmin stared at you with prying eyes. “Kim Seungmin!” Chan lightly smacked his shoulder, “Let her choose, remember?” The oldest shakes his head at the younger. “Min,” You whimper from the stimulation. “Yeah?” Both Seungmin and Minho responded. “Lee.” Seungmin pouted as Minho leaned in closer, hooking his chin on your shoulder.

Though your senses are so overloaded, you snake your hands down the space between your bodies, shifting your hips up to grab at his hardened cock. Minho’s brows furrow as you stroke his clothed dick. “Desperate are we?” He smirks, “You want all eight of us tonight? Or just a few?” Chan questions, he’s so thoughtful and that makes your heart hammer in your chest. “All.”

”Fuck.” Each boy’s voice sounds throughout the room, they all stare at you with lust-filled eyes.

Your hand that’s still wrapped around Minho’s cock, begins pumping it. Minho hisses at the feeling, precum leaking from the tip. You tease his slit before shifting your hips in his lap. Lifting your hips, you grind down on his cock, your arousal coating his shaft.

“Oh, fucking hell.” Minho throws his head back erratically as his tip pokes at your clit, he could feel as you throbbed against him. He wanted nothing more than to slip inside you already. Unbeknownst to Minho, you gesture with your head for Hyunjin to move closer.

The taller boy obeys, moving into your space, sealing your lips against his. Hyunjin’s hands moved to your hips, gently- yet quickly- pushing you down onto Minho’s cock. Both you and Minho moan out as you clench around his girth.

“Fuck, you’re squeezing me so well, yeah slut.” Minho grunts before he slams his hips into you roughly, not even allowing you to adjust. “Min, not too rough.” Chan warned as you dug your nails into Hyunjin’s shoulder as he continued kissing you.

“Yeah, she’s still got all of us!” Jeongin whined from Chan’s left. You clench at Jeongin’s words, the thought of you having all eight of them tonight makes you spiral towards your climax. “Not yet kitten. Hold it off.” Minho snarled into your ear, his cock continuously hitting your gspot.

“Hyune.” You whined, reaching down to pump his cock, jerking him towards your pussy that is getting pounded into by Minho. “Shit, you want me too darling?” Hyunjin smirked, his eyes gazing down towards where you and Minho are connected, where you’re pulling him towards.

You hastily nod, nothing but whimpers and moans spilling out from your mouth. Hyunjin shoots Minho a look over your shoulder, the latter smirks at him, taking your thighs and pushing them farther back to give space to Hyunjin.

Hyunjin’s tip pokes at your entrance before he pushes in. The stretch didn’t hurt too bad, but it was enough for tears to prickle in your eyes. As Hyunjin and Minho fucked into you, tears finally fell, cascading down your cheeks from the mixture pleasure and pain.

“Aw, don’t cry bun.” You hear Changbin coo. The built man moving over to you, kissing the tear stains on your cheeks. “They making you feel that good?” He gives a sly raise of his brow, his bottom lips jutting out. “F-Fuck Binnie.” You moan, you can feel both Minho and Hyunjin twitching inside you.

A harsh slap stings on your ass as Minho rubs at the now red spot. “I’m so close princess, can I fill you up?” Hyunjin grunts against your neck. “Yes, God, please, Hyune.” Your body begins to shake as Hyunjin spills into you, Minho following close after at the feeling of your clenching and Hyunjin’s cum coating his cock.

Jisung pushes Changbin out of his way before helping you up off of Minho and Hyunjin’s sweaty bodies, greedily taking you towards the sofa, sitting down and playing you on his lap. Jisung’s cock slips in with ease after being stretched out by Minho and Hyunjin.

You melt into Jisung touch as his hands guide you to roll your hips. His hands make their way towards your ass, spreading your cheeks apart revealing your swollen cunt to the boys behind you.

“Fuck you’re so warm baby.” Jisung groans into your ear. Suddenly another pair of hands are on you, massaging at your hips before rutting his cock between your ass. “Can I have a turn hun?” You hear Felix hum behind you.

You turn your head and give him a weak smile as a go ahead. With that Felix slips his cock alongside Jisung’s, both boys moaning at the feeling. Having almost orgasmed earlier, you feel it build up quicker than last time. Your thighs began quaking as Jisung bucked his hips and Felix thrusted into you.

Your hands shoot up to Felix’s blonde hair, tugging at it when the two boys hit your gspot directly. Felix released a low whimper, “Darling please, I won’t- last long if you do that.” He stumbled over his words, his freckled cheeks a deep pink hue.

You decide to tease the boy, clenching down on his (and Jisung’s) cock, pulling at his hair. You feel as he twitched inside of you before unexpectedly releasing. The freckled boy’s face scrunched up in pleasure as he leaned his forehead against yours as Jisung thrusted into you a few more times before emptying himself into you as well.

“Holy shit.” Felix shook, biting his lower lip before slowing his thrusts, robbing you from your orgasm again. “Save it for me, yeah love?” You heard Chan chuckle to your right. You turn to look at him, flinching when Felix and Jisung ease out of your clenching cunt.

Jeongin helps you off of the other’s bodies. He holds you up when your legs threaten to give out on you. Holding you by the waist, his pretty brown eyes flicker down to your lips, hesitant to lean in. You chuckle before cupping his cheeks and pulling his lips towards yours.

Jeongin groans into the kiss as he grinds his clothed erection into your hips. He pulls away, an embarrassed flush taking over his cheeks. You chuckle before setting him on the sofa like the other had been previously positioned.

Throwing your legs around his lap, you straddled the flustered boy under you. “This okay Innie?” You asked, even though you’ve already crossed that friendship line with him having already eaten you out, you still wanted to make sure he was okay with this.

“Oh fuck yeah I’m okay.” Jeongin grinned, his hands immediately roaming your breasts, squeezing and massaging at the flesh. You hastily undo the zipper of his jeans before tugging his cock out of the slacks. Jeongin hissed at your touch.

Suddenly a hot sting spread through your ass. You whimpered at the slight pain, turning over to see Seungmin glaring down at you. “Bend.” Jeongin stared up at the elder and you in a daze. You leaned as much as you could onto Jeongin before another slap landed on your ass.

A moan echoing from your mouth. With you moaning into his ear, Jeongin grew impatient, grabbing his cock before pressing inside of you. The mixture of the slaps and Jeongin’s cock filling you up made your back arch.

Before you could even begin to process what was happening, Seungmin rammed his cock inside your sopping cunt. You practically scream from the sudden intrusion, nails digging into Jeongin’s shoulders.

The two youngest boys out of your friends absolutely railed you, both stopping whenever your moans would pitch and you would start squeezing their cocks uncontrollably. “Minnie, Innie- let me please, I’m so close.” You cried, that knot in your stomach so tight that it almost hurt.

“You think you deserve it, after driving us all into this stupid bet, you whore?” Seungmin snarled, grabbing your hair and pulling your head backwards, “Open.” You oblige, parting your lips, lolling your tongue out as you understood what the man was hinting at. Seungmin let a drop of saliva fall from his mouth and into yours before harshly pushing your head back towards Jeongin’s neck.

The two boys continued using your cunt until they were spurting out warm ropes into you. Yet again you were robbed from your orgasm as the two roughly filled up your cunt.

“Fuck, you did so well pup.” Seungmin panted against the nape of your neck, leaving a small kiss there before slipping out of your pussy. When you pulled away from Jeongin’s sweaty body, he stared up at you with a wide grin and a dazed look, he looked absolutely fucked out.

Changbin helps you off the boys before pushing Jeongin off the couch and getting comfortable in that same spot, pulling you onto his lap. “You wanna take a breather?” Chan asked, crouching down to your seated level. “No…just…please, I’m so close.”

Changbin chuckled from behind you, guiding you to straddle him in reverse. You sink onto Changbin’s thick cock, the built man’s hands flying to your tits, holding and squeezing them as they bounce with your movements.

You peer through your eyelashes, raising your brow at Chan, insinuating for him to hurry up and fuck you. The oldest of the eight chuckles before slipping his cock out of his pants. “Gonna fill you up so good, yeah baby?” He says before sliding right inside your stretched out pussy.

“Holy mother of fuck!” You cursed, the stretch of Changbin was already overwhelming- but now adding on Chan’s way above average length…you don’t think you’ll be able to walk tomorrow.

Changbin thrusted harshly from underneath you, roughly pinching at your nipples. “Fuck bun, your squeezing us so much, might just bust right now.”

You loll your head back into his shoulder, “Bin…fuck- Binnie please.” You beg, your arms moving to tug at his wavy hair.

“Shit,” he huffed, his cock twitching inside you as he fastened his speed. Chan just watched as Changbin rammed into your cunt alongside his. The intense feeling of Changbin railing into you from underneath had you reeling, though the sudden circling of your clit made your orgasm finally hit you.

Liquid squirting out of you as you cried out, before Changbin released inside of you, Chan now picking up his pace, edging towards his climax.

“I know love, I’m sorry…just a few more.” Chan cooed as you whimpered from the overstimulation, he continued railing into you, not stopping when Changbin had pulled out of you.

Chan nuzzled his face into your neck, leaving kisses and sucking at the skin there. “Almost there love, gonna fill you up so good, yeah. You’ve been such a good girl for us.” His praise had you crying out, squeezing around his cock. At that Chan finally came, filling you up with his warm release.

Chan slowly eased out of you before gently moving you to lay on the less dirty part of the couch.

“Imma go get the towels.” A voice you’re not even sure who’s said. “I’ll get her some water.” Another stated.

Sometime later, Felix returned with some damp warm towels. As he wiped your lower region, you flinched at the sensitivity. “I’m sorry darling, almost done.”

A sudden hand gently raised your head from the back, supporting you to sit up. “You okay? We didn’t go too rough on you, right?” Seungmin asked as Minho handed you a glass of water. You took the glass with an appreciative smile.

“You guys were fine- oh.”

“Oh?” Hyunjin smiled in confusion. “The time.” You said pointing at the digital clock. 1:03. Exactly fifteen minutes.

“I win.” Some of the boys groaned while some chuckled, a bet is a bet after all.

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Pining Idiots (college edition)

Chapter 4: Seungmin has the hottest friends

WC: 5,362; Rating: 18+

Read Chapter 3 here!

Summary: Chan gets closer to shooting his shot... and we find out that brunch is for the girls, gays, and jealous babes.

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✦Seungmin✦

“I can see why you like him; Chan is gorgeous.” Hyunjin wraps both his arms around one of Seungmin’s as they make their way back to their dorm. “Like those dimples? Please. I thought I was gonna pass out when he first smiled at me.”

Seungmin laughs, but inside he 100% agrees. “You’re so dramatic, Jinnie. I’m glad you liked him. I think he liked you, too.”

“I hope so. I was mortified when I called him ‘hyung’ without him telling me I could.” Hyunjin shudders for effect. “He was really nice about it, though. He was really nice in general. I was worried he’d be unhappy that I joined you guys tonight, but I don’t think he was?”

“Yeah, I think he was fine with it. He did say he wants to get to know my friends.” Seungmin pulls his phone out for a moment. He gives Hyunjin a wide grin. “Well, if you wanna stay in our room tonight, sounds like you can have Felix’s bed all to yourself.”

Hyunjin hugs his arm tighter. “Oh, I hope Felix has the best night! Even if I am a little jealous.”

“Why would you be jealous? You get to spend the night with me?” They laugh and when they make it back to Seungmin’s room, they settle into his bed together to watch a drama before Hyunjin climbs into the other bed for the night. 

After a while, Seungmin decides that secrets might be easier to share in the dark. Voice low, he asks, “Jinnie? Are you still awake?”

He hears some rustling, like Hyunjin is turning over in the bed. He sounds groggy, but he responds. “What’s up, Min?”

“Why do you stay here so often?” He worries that he phrased it poorly when Hyunjin doesn’t answer. “We’re happy to have you, of course, but you always seem so… disheartened when you come from your room.”

Seungmin resolves not to speak again until Hyunjin does. As the silence stretches on, he wonders for a moment if maybe he fell asleep, but when it comes, Hyunjin’s voice is soft but much more alert than it had been. “Chad isn’t very… tolerant. And he likes to make sure I know it whenever he can. It’s like he tries to punish me for having been assigned to be his roommate and not making it clear what I was before moving in.”

Seungmin’s heart breaks a little when Hyunjin’s voice does at the end of that statement, and then he gets mad. He has half a mind to go tell Chad just what he thinks of him, but his anger deflates when he hears Hyunjin sniffle. Chad isn’t important right now. 

Seungmin quietly slips out of own bed and pads over to Felix’s. Without saying a word, he slides under the blanket, wrapping himself around Hyunjin and pressing a kiss to his temple. When Felix gets home the next day, that’s how he finds them - tangled up together in his bed. 

When Seungmin wakes, he carefully extracts himself from Hyunjin’s heavy limbs and climbs into his own bed next to Felix, who pauses his video and removes his headphones with a smile. It droops a touch when Seungmin doesn’t return it. “Seems like Hyuni’s roommate situation is about what we thought. Maybe we should have a word with him.”

Felix sighs. “I’d like to, Min, but if it took him this long to tell us, you, I don’t think he’d like if we did without asking him first.”

“I know…” Seungmin lets his gaze rest on Hyunjin’s sleeping form. “I hate that it hurts him, though. I mean of course he can always stay here, but he needs to have his own space where he can feel comfortable.”

Felix nods along as he talks, eyes on Hyunjin as well. 

When Hyunjin wakes, he tells his friends in extremely clear terms that he wants to deal with the issue on his own. It’s not the first time he’s had to deal with bigotry in his home, and he knows he can get things to a more tolerable level without inspiring too much more negativity. They begrudgingly agree, if only so that Hyunjin can have unconditional support on one side. That afternoon, when they get an email about the potential shut down of their dorm, they realize they might be able to settle this more easily than they initially assumed.

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✧Chan✧

Chan feels a hand clamp down on his shoulder and takes his headphones off.

“Channie!” Jisung is a ray of sunshine looking down at him. “It’s Saturday, and I feel like you’ve been moping too much. Let’s go out tonight!”

“Ah, I don’t know Sungie.” Chan’s mind is on the party Seungmin said he’s going to tonight - whether he hopes that they’d end up at the same one or another one. “What did the guys say?”

“You know that they’ll say yes if you bring it up.” Jisung gives him those puppy eyes that he can’t resist. 

“So you came to me first so they’ll all agree?” Chan sighs and shakes his head, but he’s already pulling the group chat out on his phone. “Do you have somewhere in particular in mind?”

Jisung shrugs. “Eh, not really. You know how it is, a few options to choose from but they’re all more or less the same.”

Chan makes the executive decision to just invite everyone to pregame at their place and they’ll go from there. After a beat, he shoots a message to Seungmin asking if he and his friends want to join them, too. He fails to hold in his happy little claps when Seungmin tells him that he and Lix will be there, earning him a raised eyebrow and a smirk from Jisung.

Luckily, Changbin, Jeongin, and Minho all arrive before them, so Chan is able to give them a talk. “If I hear any of you say any of that boyfriend crap, I swear to god –”

“Calm your tits, Channie.” Changbin puts his hand on either side of Chan’s cheeks and squishes them together. “We know how to behave. We won’t embarrass you. Right, hyung?”

Minho rolls his eyes, but assents. “Yes, yes, we’ll be good. We won’t bring out the banner that says ‘Chan loves Seungmin.’”

“Minho!” 

“You know he’s kidding, hyung.” Jisung laughs. “Best behavior. Scout’s honor.”

Jeongin grins. “Why do I get the distinct impression that you were never a boy scout?” 

“Because unlike some people in this room, you don’t appear to be a fool.” Before Minho can go on, there’s a knock on their door. He hisses and points down at the couch when Chan starts to rise. “I’ve got it. Take a sip of your beer and try to relax.”

Chan does as he says, but his ears are straining. He hears Minho greet the boys pleasantly enough, welcoming them into their home. Stopping in the kitchen to get drinks before leading them to the living room to greet the rest of the group. Chan figures that he’s allowed to stand now, so he comes around the couch, unsure if he should hug Seungmin or if that’s too much for the moment. His indecision must be clear to Minho, because he’s saved from making a decision when his arm snakes around his waist. 

“Seungmin! Felix! I hope you found the place okay. You’ve met Minho here, but this is Changbin, Jisung, and Jeongin. Guys, this is Seungmin and Felix.”

Everyone exchanges greetings, and Chan relaxes into Minho. He hadn’t thought about it before, but he realizes something then. “Did Hyunjinnie not want to come?”

Chan’s pretty sure he hears a collective sigh when Felix smiles widely at them. “Oh no, he would’ve loved to, but he already had plans. Don’t worry, though, he’s gonna meet us at the party.”

They do the regular get-to-know-you chat for a bit, having a few drinks, and find out that Jeongin is actually in the same dorm as Seungmin and his friends. The three freshmen then start discussing The Mold Issue™ in their dorm. Changbin, Minho, and Chan migrate to the kitchen. 

“Is everything alright, Min?” Minho has been on his phone since everyone settled into the living room. It’s very unlike him. Chan is starting to get concerned. 

“Yeah. No. Yeah.” Minho frowns at his phone again. “Apparently that stray cat that Layla’s been seeing around seems to be going into labor on her porch. She’s freaking out. Honestly, I think I need to go help her.”

“Do you want us to come with?” Changbin asks, but there’s no way Minho says yes. On top of being sure Minho feels he can handle it on his own, Chan knows that Minho knows Changbin is allergic to cats and is just being a good friend. 

“No, no,” Minho shakes his head as he grabs a bottle of water to chug. Luckily he only had one beer when Changbin and Jeongin arrived, deciding he didn’t really want to drink tonight. “You guys enjoy your night. This’ll be Chan’s first time out with Seungmin, and lord knows he needs as many wingmen as he can get.”

“Hey!”

Minho acts like Chan didn’t say anything. “I’ll text you guys later. Depending on the time, I’ll join you, or I can pick you up.”

Minho says a quick goodbye to the rest of them before heading out, and Chan settles in next to Seungmin until it’s time to head out. When they get to the party, they run into Hyunjin outside. He immediately hugs both Seungmin and Felix before surprising Chan with one as well. Then he gestures to the guy behind him. “Hyung, this is Hyunjae. Hyunjae, this is Chan.”

“Oh yeah,” Chan shakes the guy’s hand. “I met you a few times last year at Sangyeon’s place, right?”

“Yeah!” Hyunjae’s face lights up in recognition; Chan can understand what drew Hyunjin to him. “Nice to see you again. And you’re Changbin, right? I think we have a class together.”

And just like that, everyone’s friendly. Chan introduces Jisung and Jeongin to Hyunjin, deciding not to notice the hearts in Jisung’s eyes tonight. Once they get inside, they more or less stay together, a few of them breaking off to go dance while the others post up in another room. After a bit, their group manages to take control of a seating area, and Chan is finally getting a little closer with Seungmin. They’re mid conversation when they hear a “Minnie!” A group of models(?) approaches them, including that Seonghwa guy. Seungmin drags Chan off of the couch. 

“Hyung!” Seungmin hugs the man next to Seonghwa that Chan prays is not Mingi, ‘cause damn. He finds out soon enough, though, as Seungmin starts the introductions, gesturing to each in turn, starting with the man who still has his arm around Seungmin. “Chan, this is San, and that’s Seonghwa and Jongho. Guys, this is Chan, and this is his friend Changbin.”

San surprises Chan by letting go of Seungmin and wrapping him in a hug as well. “Awesome to meet you, we’ve heard a lot of great things. Your Minnie here is a great guy.” He ruffles Seungmin’s hair as he says it.

Both Chan and Seungmin blush at that, but before either can stutter out a denial, Seonghwa stretches out a hand to Chan and finishes introducing their group. “Yes, great to meet you, Chan. This is my boyfriend Hongjoong. That’s Yeosang and Wooyoung.”

Boyfriend, that’s good. Chan knows it’s silly to be relieved that Seonghwa’s taken, then he remembers that Mingi is the one who Seungmin has a date with. Plus, San is extremely hot and clearly very touchy. Once again, he wonders how Seungmin has managed to make friends with the most attractive men on campus. 

Wooyoung suggests they play a drinking game, eyeing Changbin while San watches him. As they debate what to play, Hyunjin, Hyunjae, Jisung, and Jeongin find them again, looking happy and sweaty. On their heels are a couple of skyscrapers.

“Seungminnie!” Hyunjin throws his arms around Seungmin’s neck. “I found Mingi!”

Seungmin turns to one of the twin towers before them with a smile. Chan does his best not to let his own smile fall, but it certainly falters. The man has to be six feet tall. If he was intimidated by the extra half inch or so Hyunjin has on Seungmin, he was kidding himself. Mingi is on a whole other level. It doesn’t help that he, like the rest of his friends, belongs on a magazine cover. His two-toned hair makes him look like the main character of an anime, and his voice is nearly on par with Felix’s melodious tone. It’s like Chan can feel his shot of pulling Seungmin slipping through his fingers. That thought is only intensified when Jisung leans over to whisper in his ear. 

“I hope that’s not your competition, ‘cause fuck you should see how he moves. We saw him dancing on our way back.” 

He didn’t say it to be mean; Jisung’s filter is basically gone at this point, so he doesn’t even realize how saying so might impact Chan’s mood. They both watch as Mingi snakes his arm around Seungmin’s waist and bends to whisper in his ear. The two of them slip away into the crowd. The other giant introduces himself as Yunho, and Wooyoung insists on playing truth or dare.

After a couple minutes, Chan is semi-relieved when Seungmin and Mingi return to the group with fresh drinks. He decides that a little cockblocking wouldn’t be the worst thing and sidles up to Seungmin, wrapping an arm around his waist. “Minnie! Do you wanna go dance?”

Seungmin’s smile widens briefly; Chan thinks he sees another emotion flash through his eyes, but it’s too quick for him to name. “Oh, Chan! Yeah, sure. First, I want you to meet Mingi. He’s the one who asked me out; isn’t he hot?”

“Yeah, very.” Chan tries not to sound defeated when he lets his eyes roam over Mingi at the whispered comment. 

“Mingi! This is Chan!” Seungmin pulls at Mingi’s arm to bring his attention to them, only letting go when Chan extends his own to shake the man’s hand. “Chan, this is Mingi!”

Mingi actually takes a step closer when he takes Chan’s hand, and Chan is even more aware of their height difference as he looks up into Mingi’s smiling face. “Nice to meet you! Seungmin said you’re old friends, right?”

“Old friends, yeah.” He flicks his eyes back over to Seungmin and almost melts at the smile on his face. “Nice to meet you, too. Love your hair. Rengoku, right?”

Mingi’s eyes light up. “Yeah, exactly! You like Demon Slayer?”

“For sure.” Chan can’t help but give him a genuine smile after seeing his enthusiasm. “But you should talk to Jisung; he’s obsessed. Hey, Ji!”

Bless him, Jisung is at his side in an instant, introducing himself, not even needing Chan to mention the anime before he’s firing off comments and questions about Mingi’s hair, favorite characters, if he’s read the manga as well, and so on. Chan turns back to Seungmin, grabbing his hand and taking a step toward the makeshift dance floor in the other room. 

Seungmin looks at Mingi, now engrossed in conversation with Jisung, before taking a step toward Chan. Then he turns back to call out for Felix and Hyunjin to come dance as well. Half the group ends up heading to the other room, which isn’t exactly what Chan was going for, but he’s happy to see that Mingi and Jisung aren’t among them. Maybe this will be an opportunity to show Seungmin how he sees him, since he’s had trouble saying it. 

The energy is flowing and bodies are moving to the rhythm. Every time Chan manages to pull Seungmin to grind against him, either Felix or Hyunjin is pulling him to them after what feels like just a few seconds. He’s seen this kind of move before, though, he can’t tell if it’s on purpose or not. The three of them seem to gravitate to each other, even when Seungmin isn’t as close to Chan; one time Seungmin is even the one to wrap his arms around Chan’s neck to dance on him, big smile on his face. Still, it’s short lived.

In the next moment, Mingi is dancing his way into their group. When Seungmin sees him, he ducks in closer to Chan to whisper-shout in his ear to thank him for the dance, but then he’s gone, fitting his body against Mingi’s now. After that, Felix and Hyunjin stick more to themselves and their boyfriends (if that’s what they are). They’re even dancing with Chan more, but mainly leaving Seungmin to focus on Mingi. 

When he sees Mingi’s hands cup Seungmin’s face before he leans in to kiss Seungmin, Chan is sure his disappointment must be clear on his face. Suddenly, to his surprise, Jeongin’s arms come around his neck, and he uses his new leverage to turn Chan away from the couple. His smile looks a little sad around the edges. “I’m sorry, hyung. Do you wanna get out of here, get some food? Before we came to dance, Ji said he’s hungry anyway.”

Chan can’t help but turn fond eyes at the freshmen. “Yeah, Innie, sounds good.” He searches the small crowd around him, seeing Jisung is dancing with Felix. Changbin, on the other hand, is currently the meat in a Woo-San sandwich and clearly loving it. Chan’s not sure he should ask him to leave but manages to make eye contact, then gestures to the other two and the door. 

Changbin extricates himself and gets to the two of them. He offers to come with them, but Chan tells him to stay if he’s enjoying himself. It doesn’t take much convincing. Then Chan makes his way to Jisung, putting his hands on his waist and speaking close to his ear as he dances away in front of Felix. “Innie said you’re hungry; do you wanna go get some takeout?”

The delighted sound Jisung makes as he turns in Chan’s arms to ask if they really can makes more than a few people start cracking up. He passes Jisung off to Jeongin, and steps closer to tell Felix they’re heading out and to let him know when they all get home okay later. And soon enough, Chan, Jeongin, and Jisung are out of the house and Jeongin’s informing him that Minho is already on the way to pick them up. 

Chan can’t resist the urge to ruffle his hair. “Thanks a lot, Jegonin-ah. I really appreciate it.”

“Ugh,” Jeongin rolls his eyes, but his smile is real. “I guess we’re close enough for fond gazing now.”

The three of them all crack up at that and are still laughing when Minho pulls up.

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✦Seungmin✦

By the time Seungmin gets back to Mingi’s room, they’re a little less than steady on their feet. When Mingi nearly trips halfway to his bed, Seungmin almost goes down with him in an attempt to catch him. Somehow they make it the rest of the way to the bed, collapsing onto it in a fit of giggles. They roll to face each other, sparks flying as their eyes meet. 

Seungmin gently tucks a lock of hair behind Mingi’s ear, and their laughs die down. He brushes his thumb over the apple of his cheek. “You’re so beautiful.”

Mingi barely has time to blush before Seungmin crashes his lips to his. Seungmin feels Mingi’s hand tugging at the hem of his shirt. He pulls back, sitting up to pull it off himself, and dragging Mingi’s off as well. He cups Mingi’s face, bringing it back to his own before Mingi breaks away this time. 

“Pants, too?” Mingi rasps, hands hesitating at Seungmin’s waistband. 

A smile spreads across Seungmin’s face. “Pants, too.”

They strip the rest of the way and resituate farther up the bed, with Mingi on his back; Seungmin crawls up his body, dropping kisses on his way back up to capture his mouth as he straddles him. Mingi’s hands knead into Seungmin’s ass immediately. Seungmin’s hands roam across Mingi’s chest and shoulders before he brings one down to take both of their cocks in his hand. He breaks the kiss for a moment to lean back and spit in the same hand to help the glide as he strokes them. 

Mingi groans and pulls him back in. After another heated moment of tongues and teeth clashing, his lips are scorching a path down Seungmin’s neck before he locks onto a spot just above his collarbone, undoubtedly leaving what will turn out to be a dark mark. When he releases him, he surprises Seungmin by flipping them. Then he’s off of him, digging through the drawer of his nightstand. He returns with a condom and lube. 

“Can I open you up, gorgeous?” Mingi’s words are confident, but he seems hesitant. While they’d flirted over the past week, they hadn’t actually discussed what a hook up might look like between them. “Unless…”

“No, yeah.” Seungmin already determined that he’d follow Mingi’s lead on this. He shoots him a wink. “Just start slow.”

A grin spreads across Mingi’s face as he takes his place between Seungmin’s legs and pops the lip of the lube. He kisses Seungmin hungrily, circling a slick finger against his entrance. As requested, he takes his time, making sure Seungmin is comfortable enough before adding another finger or thrusting them, paying extra attention to his prostate until Seungmin’s pink and panting. 

“I’m ready,” Seungmin whines, hand gripping Mingi’s arm. “Fuck me, Mingi.”

“Fuck yes.” Mingi withdraws his fingers, drawing a gasp from Seungmin, before shifting so he has room to flip Seungmin onto his stomach. Before he can react beyond a small, shocked sound, Mingi pulls him up by the hips. He quickly rolls the condom over his length, adding a bit more lube, and lines himself up. “You sure you’re ready, baby?”

Seungmin whimpers out a “please,” propping himself up on his elbows to look back as he rocks back against him. Mingi pushes in slowly, giving Seungmin time to adjust to his size before sinking in another inch. When he bottoms out, he lays himself over Seungmin’s back, pressing kisses to his shoulder and running his hands along his sides. Seungmin starts to roll his hips, and Mingi bites his shoulder softly. 

“You feel so good, baby,” Mingi purrs. He sits back, hands finding their place on Seungmin’s hips again. “Tell me if you need me to slow down again.”

Seungmin moans as Mingi starts to find a rhythm, thrusting fast and deep. Each slam of his hips elicits a soft grunt from Seungmin. Mingi shifts his angle so that he can hit Seungmin’s sweet spot with every snap of his hips. 

“Ming… ah…” Seungmin pants out, struggling to speak between his moans. “So... ah… so good.”

“You close, babe?” Mingi grunts out. At the answering groan, he puts his hand on the center of Seungmin’s back and pushes him down. Seungmin acquiesces easily, sinking down so that his face presses into the comforter. “Good, now jerk yourself. Help me get you there.”

Again, Seungmin complies readily, whimpering when Mingi redoubles his efforts, slamming into him over and over. A few strokes and Seungmin falls over the edge, pulling Mingi along with him. They finish with a series of moans, kisses, and sweet nothings.

After they clean up, Mingi pulls Seungmin back into bed, wrapping his tall form around him, whispering about how he can’t wait for their brunch date in the morning. 

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✧Chan✧

“Channie hyung!” Minho singsongs far too loudly and almost definitely far too early. Chan puts his pillow over his head, but a few seconds later, it’s snatched off and coming back down on him repeatedly. “Channie! Channie! Channie! Get up, it’s time for brunch.”

“Brunch?” Chan grumbles. His mind immediately goes to Seungmin having a brunch date today, then to him last night dancing with and kissing Mingi, and then to the fact that he might not even go to brunch cause he very well could still be in Mingi’s bed… 

Minho snaps in front of his face. “Chan! Yes, brunch. This is exactly why we’re going to brunch.”

Chan shakes his head, feeling his cheeks heating up at the idea that he’s been caught spiraling. “What do you mean?”

“You might be able to fool the freeloaders on our couch, but you can’t tell me that you weren’t just thinking about Seungmin’s date this morning; the same way you were thinking about it all last night when we got back.” Minho crosses his arms, looking down at his friend with an expression that warrants no arguments. 

“Alright, give me 20 minutes to shower and get ready.” 

They leave Jisung and Jeongin passed out in their living room and head out. They go to their favorite brunch spot, order a couple of mimosas, and Chan mentally prepares himself for what’s to come. 

“It isn’t like you to be so caught up on someone like this.” Minho appraises him over his champagne glass. “I know you’re not feeling great after last night, but I don’t think you’ve lost yet. I know I didn’t see him with the guy, but before I left last night, I did get to see him with you. I saw him looking at you the same way I saw you looking at him. Just give it some time.”

This was not the kind of talk Chan was expecting. He can’t help the fond look he gives his friend. Before he can respond, both of their phones chime a couple times in a row. Knowing it could be one of the two friends they left in their apartment, they both check the message. 

Felix and Jisung had gotten on so well last night that they’d started a group chat before they all headed to the party last night. They’d used it a little to keep track of each other a bit last night, but Chan hadn’t expected it to be used much outside of nights they might go out together, if that. Apparently not. 

Felix has sent a ‘brunch check in’ containing a picture of Hyunjin and Hyunjae cheersing with an orange juice and a bloody mary. Almost immediately afterward, Hyunjin sends in a picture of Felix kissing Juyeon on the cheek, looking smitten. Chan and Minho look up at each other. The latter rolls his eyes. They look back down when another picture comes in. Jeongin is up, it seems; his picture of Jisung passed out on the couch with a gatorade balanced on his head is captioned: ‘am I doing this right?’

Minho laughs. “Well, I guess we might as well participate.” 

He shoots off the message: ‘Guess that depends on if you think Jisung is a snack.’ Jeongin’s barf emoji comes through almost immediately. They’re both laughing as Minho comes around the table to snap a picture of the two of them. He captions it: ‘Decided to take Hyung on a date😺’ 

Chan looks a little anxious again as he waits for Seungmin to check in. If Minho notices, he doesn’t say anything. Surprisingly, Changbin is next to chime in, though it’s less surprising when they see his message is just him complaining about them blowing up his phone so early on a Sunday. He does make sure to react with a heart to each picture that’s come in, though. 

Chan and Minho’s food arrives, and conversation starts to flow between them, focused mainly on how well Jeongin is melding with their group and how much Minho sees himself in the younger man. When their phones chime again, Chan almost forgoes checking it, deciding to have fun with Minho and worry about other things later. But when Minho checks his and makes a face, he has to look. Seungmin and Mingi look good together, happy. 

“New plan,” Minho grabs his attention. “I’ll take one for the team and seduce this Mingi guy, and then you can swoop in to sweep Seungmin off his feet with your dimples and muscles.”

It has the intended effect; Chan is laughing. He renews his resolve to enjoy brunch with one of his best friends.

When they get back to their apartment, takeout boxes in hand, Jisung is still asleep, but Changbin has materialized and claims his pancakes. 

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✦Seungmin✦

Seungmin really tries not to react when he sees the picture from Chan’s brunch date. He’s good at staying impassive when he wants to, but he’s tired and maybe caught a little off guard.

“What’s wrong?” 

Seungmin looks back up at Mingi, now trying not to look guilty. “Nothing, just another brunch pic. We should probably take one; if you’d want to, that is.”

“Let me see?” When Mingi reaches out for the phone again, he doesn’t have a good reason not to show this one. He watches as he takes the photo in. “So which one of them is it?”

Seungmin tilts his head to the side, not unlike a confused puppy. “Which one is what?”

Mingi’s smile isn’t quite sad, but it’s not happy either. Understanding, maybe. “Which of these guys are you in love with?” 

Seungmin sputters, trying to deny it, but Mingi cuts him off before he can really say anything. 

“I could see it on your face. The love, then the disappointment.” He takes Seungmin’s hand over the table. “I know we’re doing… whatever we’re doing here, but we’re friends, right? If I’m wrong, I’m sorry, but if I’m not, you can tell me. 

Seungmin considers him for a moment. He looks so kind, open, and, again, understanding. This is possibly the weirdest conversation he’s ever had with a guy he’s literally on a date with. “I do like you, Mingi. And I would really love to keep getting to know you.”

“I believe you. But you also have feelings for…?” “Chan is on the left; you met him last night.” Seungmin sighs and focuses his gaze on their linked hands. “We grew up together, and I’ve had feelings for him for a while now. But he and Minho recently moved in together, and they seem happy. I know it’s time to move on. I’m sorry; I know it’s not really fair to you to try to start something when I haven’t yet, though.”

Mingi squeezes his hand. “You know how I could tell?” Seungmin chances a glance up, and he’s still wearing that inscrutable smile. “I got called out for doing the same thing yesterday.”

Seungmin actually meets his eyes now. The smile makes more sense now. He’s pretty sure his must match it.

“I tried to tell myself that focusing on someone else would help, and when this beautiful guy walked into my study session, it seemed like kismet.” Mingi continues, a blush finally starting to creep across his cheeks. “But maybe it was a sign for both of us that we’re not ready for something serious yet. Not that I don’t still want to try with you…”

When he trails off, Seungmin doesn’t speak right away. Maybe he’s right. Maybe being with someone who’s in the same place is actually best. Could be a set up for failure, but maybe we can help each other. “Wouldn’t that be kinda like a chapel in a hospital?”

“One foot in your bedroom, and one foot out the door?” Mingi giggles. “Maybe. But maybe it could turn into more when we’re both ready?”

It’s Seungmin’s turn to give Mingi’s hand a squeeze. “I guess I’m game if you are.” He tilts his head in consideration again. “Who’s your Chan?”

Mingi’s ears start turning pink. “You met him last night, too. I’ve been friends with Yunho since high school.”

And in what turns out to be probably the nicest, and weirdest, date of his life, Seungmin and Mingi spend the rest of brunch talking about their respective unrequited loves. Before they leave, they make sure to snap a picture to send into the group chat. Then they head back to Mingi’s apartment to lose themselves in each other.

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[seungisms]

( skz reaction ) when you get tired during sex .ᐟ

🖇️📂 how skz like to fuck their girlfriend to sleep

genre: smut, minors dni, warnings: unprotected sex, oral (female and male receiving) cockwarming, dry humping, somnophilia, overstimulation, minho and jisung being a tad pushy

방찬. BANG CHAN

he can be soso rough with you sometimes. he doesn’t mean to be, he just absolutely loses all sense of control once he finally sinks into your tight pussy :( especially when he’s had a particularly shit day at work, just counting down the hours until he gets home and is able to finally lose all his worries in the comfort of your cunt. loves making a pretty mess out of you, until you’re completely drunk on his cock and babbling nonsense. but tonight he could feel you struggling to keep up with his eager pace, eyes threatening to flutter shut and slumping in his lap, strong arms keeping you upright against his chest as his hips keep a steady pace fucking up into you. he feels bad as he continues on abusing your cunt, but he can’t help it when you’re fluttering around him and clamping down like a vice, he just wants to cum so bad. starts to slow his thrusts down when he feels you grind lazily down onto him, desperate for some kind of release yet too tired to do anything about it yourself. he’ll take your face in his hands, smiling soso softly it would nearly make you sick if you could manage to keep your eyes open. “pretty baby, did i tire you out?” and when you could only respond with a sleepy nod before burying your face in the crook of his neck he’ll lay you down, spreading your thighs open a little more and your body responds so easily to him in your fucked out state, he finds it cute. lets you tiredly wrap your arms around his broad shoulders, keeping him close to your chest as he sloppily fucks you to sleep. 

“shh baby, just let me take care of you.”

리노. LEE MINHO 

deep down he knew he was being selfish, he could see how tired you were after the celebratory dinner he dragged you to with the rest of the boys. but you just looked so pretty all dolled up in your silky dress, and he couldn’t tear his eyes away from the subtle expanse of your smooth leg peeking out from the slit of fabric, inching up towards your hips. and god your lips. so glossy and kissable and just begging to be wrapped around his stiffening cock. he has you on your knees as soon as you get home despite your sleepy protests, head leaned back against the sofa and shirt unbuttoned as you smothered and worshiped his dick. and he’s so close it’s almost painful - your slow, lazy licks teetering him on the edge of orgasm before ripping it away from him at the last second. he’s so pissed whenever he can’t cum and he has to do everything in his willpower to restrain himself from forcing your head down and putting your mouth to good use, fucking it like it should be fucked. and he just feels so heavy on your tongue, his deep groans shooting right to your core. tries to have take some pity on you though and gently coaxes you to relax your jaw, pretty praises falling from his lips and giving you the last burst of energy you need to get him off until the salty taste of his cum is invading your tongue, slipping easily out of your mouth and softening against his thigh. he’ll defiantly repay you too, waking you up the next morning with his hot mouth on your cunt, lapping and sucking and kissing your soaked nub until you finally stir awake, pulling away to rest his cheek against your thigh and look up at you through tired eyes. 

“just relax baby, let me make you feel as good as you make me feel.”

창빈. SEO CHANGBIN

changbin knows how busy you are, your schedule rivalling his on a normal day, so by the time you get home from work the only thing you can make time for is lazy makeouts in his office or rushed fucking in the shower before bed. the first day you both have off together in weeks is spent with him buried to the hilt inside of you, fucking you in every room and surface until you’re a sticky, pretty mess beneath him. and he just has you so worn out and it isn’t even mid afternoon yet, you just don’t understand how he still has the energy to wreck your cunt again and again the way he has been doing for hours on end. he’ll have you practically folded in half, legs bent and pressed tightly against your chest as he pounds into you - the sounds of his cock filling your cunt with another load of warm cum being the only thing you could focus on and stop your weary eyes from closing. he picks up straight away when you start to slip away from him, barely able to keep up as soft gasps leave your lips and eyes flutter close, slowing his pace to a stop, his cock stilling deeply into you. he’s soso enamoured by you, and it shows in the way he smiles softly at your worn out form, tucking a strand of messy hair behind your ear and letting your legs rest from their bent position. shushes your pained sigh as he slowly slips out of you, leaving your pussy feeling empty and cold before he’s pressing his chest against your back, spooning you close to his body then nudging his swollen tip back into you. and he loves the whine you let out when he buries himself balls deep inside of you again, your mind so fogged and clouded it hardly takes you a minute before you’re fast asleep - kept warm and filled to the brim with his dick as he coaxes you to sleep.

“let’s just stay like this, sleep well angel.”

현진. HWANG HYUNJIN

he knows how hard you work and absolutely loves loves loves taking care of you!! coaxes you into his arms when you get home, stripping you from your shoddy work clothes and slipping you into a bath, letting you yap his ears off about your frustrations while he works on massaging shampoo into your hair. lays you down on the soft comforter of your bed after, fingers lazily pumping into your pussy. works your mouth open with his own, tongue making its way past your lips as you whine and gasp into the kiss - hips sloppily grinding down to meet the press of his long digits curling deep inside of you. loves how easily he’s able to get you off in this state, his name falling from your lips so prettily and your eyes staring up at him like he’s your whole world and more - and it’s almost enough to ignore the painful squeeze of his cock left unattended, but he still can’t help but to rut his hips down onto the mattress, desperate for any type of friction :( stretches you open real good and nice on his fingers until he’s kissing messily down your tummy before he reaches your slit, tongue hungrily replacing his digits to leave fat licks against your nub. and he’s just absolutely obsessed with the way you look in his hold, fucked out and messy and all for him. your little pleas of, “hyun, please i’m so tired. can’t take anymore,” yet your hips continuing to grind against his face like a bitch in heat and he finds it so incredibly cute. swears he’ll take such good care of you, just stay awake a little while longer.

“you’re so pretty baby, gonna let me make you cum?”

한. HAN JISUNG

he so eager and energetic during sex that it’s hard for you to keep up sometimes. he could go for hours, so drunk on your pussy that time just seems to cease to exist, fucking into you until it was nothing but a creamy mess of spit and cum. he’ll do his absolute best to keep you awake when he notices your lids twitching to shut - pressing his cock into you at just the right angle, fingers reaching down to play with your sensitive and raw nub, nails deliberately digging into the plush skin of your thighs to keep you from slipping away from him. so needy with it, he just loves watching your eyes shoot open in surprise when he acts out like this. but he becomes insanely pathetic when he feels you start to slump in his hold, hips picking up an erratic, rushed pace as he desperately tries to chase his high. roughly pulls your hips up until your ass is perched high in the air for him, head shoved into the pillow to muffle your gasps from his sudden greediness. “please baby, give me one more and i’ll leave you alone.” begs and sobs and pleads falling from his lips in messy whines, tears threatening to slip from his eyes when he feels your pussy close in around him, the promise of finally cumming is right there and he couldn’t just let you fall asleep now, he’s so close 🥺 it wouldn’t be fair!! and he can’t stop the selfish thoughts from taking over, he’s been so good to you all day, the least you could do is let him play with you until he’s spent and painted your cute cunt in his seed. sometimes, he’ll continue fucking into you when he sees you’ve actually fallen asleep on him, your soft sighs and fluttering cunt edging him closer and closer until he’s filling you up with warm load after load. and he can only look away bashfully when you wake up all sticky and used the next day. 

필릭스. LEE FELIX 

he’s such an angel truly 🥺 making sure you’re well looked after is enough to get him off. hates when you come home all stressed and tired, a worried furrow between your brows and pretty face slacked with sleep. gently coaxes you to lay with him, taking his time to love on your body - your tits, tummy, thighs, just everywhere!! they’ll all be marked with his lips. and he almost has you dozing off with his soft touches before the warm press of his tongue against your pussy has you letting out a choked gasp, hands threading themselves through his long hair to push his face further into your core, nose bumping against your nub in the most pleasing delicious way. but even with the mind numbingly hot swipes of his tongue against your hole, and the deep groans he lets rumble against your slit, you still manage to slip away, eyelashes fluttering against your cheek as sleep becomes more and more appealing from being surrounded by his comforting presence. his languid strokes of tongue actually spiralling you further into slumber. and he can’t help but smile lovingly against you when he catches sight of your peaceful form, sleepy apologies tumbling past your lips as your fingers lose their grip on his lock, hips twitching slightly when he give you one last messy kiss against your cunt before settling beside you. such a giver that he’ll easily ignore the swell of his dick, he’d fuck you asleep over and over again as long as it keeps his baby happy.

“let me make you feel better honey.”

승민. KIM SEUNGMIN

you just couldn’t sleep. all you needed was a bit of comfort, some soft fucking to urge you to slumber but he’s always so pent up and frustrated after work, eager to bully his problems away on your pussy. and you couldn’t find it in yourself to deny him, letting him play with you until you were a cock drunk mess beneath him. he’s always so mean with it though :( his dick was practically kissing your womb, legs aching from where they were rested on his broad shoulders and gasped whines leaving you when he nudges his cock past your folds - your headboard threatening to give out with every rough grind of his hips. you couldn’t even find the energy to meet his greedy thrusts, pussy twitching lazily around him and head lolling to the side when sleep threatened to take over, but the swell of his cock filling you up was sure doing a good job keeping you awake. and he almost felt offended when he spotted your lids slipping shut - stilling to the hilt deep inside you and just begging to finally paint your plush walls with cum - mouth opening to shoot you a sarcastic quip like the meany he is. before he notices the small bags sunken under your eyes and the worried crease of your brow, and he just can’t help but to cut you some slack. settles his body on top of you and softly shushes the pretty whine you let out when his dick rocks deeper inside you with the sudden movement, so desperately wanting to fuck you until he finally empties his load but he’ll let you rest for now. keeps himself buried in your warm pussy all night, kissing the shell of your ear as you quickly fall into a deep slumber. you bet your ass he’s gonna make you pay for falling asleep on him though.

“it’s okay baby, just gonna rest here. you’re gonna have to make this up to me tomorrow though.”

아이엔. YANG JEONGIN

this boy has such a high sex drive, genuinely thinks he’ll never get tired of the feeling of your warm cunt fluttering so nicely around him. it drives him mad. wants to spend every waking moment buried to the hilt inside of you, to the point where you’ll have to tell him to back tf off 😭 he’s so nice and gentle with you when you’re tired though, never pressuring you to do anything you’re not up to and letting you use him until you fall asleep, ignoring the painful swell of his fat dick resting against his thigh with every soft whine and gasp you let out. just likes having you sat pretty on his lap, dry humping like a bunch of honey teenagers but he fucking thrives on it. his hands will be guiding your hips to help you rut down on his bare cock, every slide causing the tip to bump into your nub. and he has to hold everything inside him back to not just lube himself up with your wetness and force his way into your tempting cunt. no, that’s not what you need right now. what you need is for him to be a good boy and let you rut down onto him like the needy girl you are until you finally stain his thighs with your slick. the tired look on your face is enough to make him melt, kissing your cheeks softly and muttering sweet praises between every glide of his hard cock. just lets you grind sloppily against him, gushing with wetness and all your frustrations slipping away as you nudge yourself closer to orgasm before your hold on his shoulders tighten, your nails raking down his back when you finally soak his cock in your juices, a relieved sigh leaving those pretty lips of yours before you’re sinking in his hold. coaxed into a deep sleep with his dick laid bumped against you, still red and swollen with need but he can’t find it in himself to care when you look all cute cuddled up against his chest. 

“that’s it sweetheart, let it all out.”

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[hyunebunx]

⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 ⏖ ’ early morning moments with skz !

⁺ 𖹭 . genre: fluff! jisung's a tiny bit suggestive

⁺ 𖹭 . a/n: since i've done late night moments with them, i think it's only fitting i write this as well! enjoyy <33 pls let me know your thoughts by reblogging or leaving a comment <3 (inspired by some of these prompts <3)

𝜗୧ chan 𝜗୧

You’ve been awake for a while now, snuggling and holding each other close as half of your body was on top of your boyfriend’s, almost latching onto him like a koala bear without shame. And he didn’t mind, Chan never did, content with being glued to you in every situation, hugging you so tightly like he wanted you to morph into one, the same entity kept alive by the beating of a singular heart.

“You fell asleep in the first 20 minutes of the movie last night.” You whisper, drawing random shapes on his exposed pecs, laying in the crook of his neck. Chan makes an apologetic sound before he’s interrupted by a yawn, stretching his arms above his head and letting one fall to curl around your middle. “Sorry, baby. I guess I was pretty tired.”

Tired is an understatement, and you laugh, lazily reaching for your phone on the nightstand to show him exactly what you’re talking about, with him tugging you right back to his chest when you stretch too far. There is a picture of Chan, sitting on the couch with his head thrown back and mouth open, snoring away while the movie he’s been begging you to watch together was rolling in the background.

The laugh he lets out is quieter than usual, the remains of sleep obvious in his half-closed eyes and deeper voice. “Damn, I was out like a light.”

You continue cuddling for a while before agreeing it’s time to start your day, reluctantly separating and sitting up at the end of the bed, adopting the same stance.

He’s still mumbling about something when you notice his hair sticking out in every direction, reaching out to tame the curls before stealing a kiss which only makes your boyfriend want another, and another until twenty minutes have passed and you’re still in bed, snuggling and making out like the world outside your bedroom did not exist.

𝜗୧ minho 𝜗୧

“Minho.” You whisper, tossing and turning under the blanket to face him, peering at his sleeping face. Your boyfriend was on his back, resting peacefully, unaware of the godly beauty he possessed, one people would surely go to war for, chest rising and falling rhythmically.

He doesn’t respond so, you try again. “Minho!” this time, he scrunches his nose cutely and rolls over, away from you and your antics he was too tired to be a victim of this early in the morning.

“Minho, are you awake yet?” You know what they say, third time is the charm because your boyfriend responds instantly, voice loud and clear, the opposite of your soft tone which takes you by complete surprise. “No.”

“Oh, okay.” you whisper, feeling bad for disturbing him. “Sorry.” you almost turn on your side and succumb to slumber before it hits you. Without warning, you swing a leg over his torso before rolling yourself over him to land on the other side of the bed, ignoring all his groans in protest.

“Liar!” You’re nose to nose now and Minho barely gets to open his eyes before you push his shoulder, causing him to fall on his back as you climb to straddle him. You waste no time leaning down and connecting your lips in a sweet kiss, cupping his cheeks and squeezing affectionately. As much as he wanted to complain, Minho couldn’t help but smile against your lips, body melting into the mattress while one of his veiny hands moved to rest on your exposed thigh, needing to feel more of you.

He should lie more often if this is the reward he gets.

𝜗୧ changbin 𝜗୧

“Binnie.” You’re gentle as you brush curly hair strands from his forehead, smiling when he instantly leans into your touch. “My love, I know you’re awake.”

“Then you should also know I hate waking up to an empty bed.” He pouts, eyes still closed stubbornly. With the same fond smile, you roll your eyes, hand dropping down to slowly trace his every feature, knowing he could never resist you.

“I had a good cause, I promise.” When he doesn’t budge, you reach for the tray on the nightstand and place it across his lap, over the blanket, careful his smoothie doesn’t spill over. “I made breakfast.”

Just like magic, his eyes snap open and he sits up so quickly you wonder if he got whiplash that was instantly cured by the smell of his favorite breakfast. His eyes sparkle as his gaze moves back and forth from the tray to you, so touched and grateful as he takes it all in, noticing the effort you put in so early in the morning just to cook a feast and surprise him with breakfast in bed. Nobody’s ever done something like this for him, love him so deeply and openly. Is this what being the luckiest man in the world felt like?

“I love you.” The words stumble out without second thought, eyes misty, forgetting all about being upset and giving you attitude. When you laugh, he does too, carefully leaning over the food to kiss you, the love of his life that adored him in the exact same way he adored you.

Love is the greatest gift he’s ever received and as selfish as it sounds, Changbin hopes you’ll continue loving him this way for the rest of your shared lives, that you’ll always remain by his side. He promises to continue eating your cooking even when you’re both old and grey, impaired taste and all.

𝜗୧ hyunjin 𝜗୧

The early hours of the morning found you in the arms of your beloved, sleeping away, undisturbed by the outside world and its people who were already hurrying around to get to work on time. You won’t be joining them today, nor will the man whose warmth was currently engulfing you whole, creating a safe love bubble you never wanted to burst.

Your face was buried in his chest, the soft material of his t-shirt moving with each breath he took, his heartbeat rocking you to sleep every time your eyes opened to check the time. Old habits die hard, but Hyunjin always manages to calm your racing mind even from dreamland.

Half an hour later, when the sun starts to peek through the drawn curtains, you’re awakened by tiny paws jumping on the bed, breathing and barking loudly. So much for sleeping in. Hyunjin’s eyes open with a smile, arms tightening their hold on your middle as he brings you even closer, resting his chin on top of your head while squeezing tightly. Morning cuddles were a must, even if your boyfriend’s other baby was too impatient to be let out to allow you to enjoy them to the fullest. 

“Good morning, love.” He greets you with a kiss, lingering there for the briefest moment before finally tearing himself from you, giggling down the hallway as he quickly goes to allow Kkami on the terrace.

He comes back rambling about something that happened at a schedule the other day, blinking the sleep away as he hands you a water bottle, yawning here and there. Unfortunately for him, you’re not listening, too distracted by the way his plump lips move and his husky voice, the words going in one ear and out the other as your inner monologue takes over.

“Your morning voice is so hot.” Hyunjin stops mid-sentence, momentarily taken aback before he bursts out laughing, dramatically collapsing back into bed and reaching for your hand to hold. “What?”

You nod, now sitting up against the headboard, eyes still zoned in on his pink and wet lips, enthralled. “Tell me more, baby. What did Chan do?” “He wasn’t even there!” See, not paying attention at all. But who could blame you when your boyfriend couldn’t take the hint and finally kiss you again?

𝜗୧ jisung 𝜗୧

“I had a dream about you.” Jisung perks up from his place on your chest, the TV running idly in the background, showing a random cartoon. “Was I hot?” “You cheated on me.”

He gasps dramatically but doesn’t move, too comfortable as you continue running your fingers through his freshly dyed hair, almost lulling him back to sleep. “Asshole move, dream me. Off with his head!.” 

You chuckle, kissing the top of his head and turning into a puddle once he begins leaving wet kisses on your neck, apologizing or most likely trying to distract you from how he’s been acting in your dream. It was working, because you lost your train of thought a couple of times before managing to speak again, eyes fluttering shut.

“You were very mean, actually.” Jisung hums against your neck, licking the skin before his kisses move downwards, to your collarbones, warm hands holding you down by the waist, touch burning pleasantly through your thin clothing.

“I’m sorry, baby.” He props his head up, chin resting right above your chest as his eyes bore into yours with a familiar intensity. “Please let me make it up for you.”

That’s what he says but ten minutes into making out and caressing each other’s bodies, his head falls tiredly to his previous place on your chest and you’re both out like a light, the warmth and cloudy weather of the early morning casting the spell of sleep on your forms and trapping you in bed for another three hours.

𝜗୧ felix 𝜗୧

You were not a morning person, it was a well-known fact by everyone in your life. Especially by your boyfriend who usually stayed up to keep you company, talking the hours away and giggling under the blankets until you both passed out just as the moon was retiring for the day.

So, you’re more than perplexed when one very early morning, you feel a warm hand caressing your cheek, followed by soft lips peppering feather-like kisses on every inch of your face, coaxing you awake.

“Baby,” his deep voice calls, barely above a whisper to not scare you, leaving a kiss on the corner of your mouth this time, “wake up, angel.”

You make a face, eyes still closed in protest and make to turn over, away from him until you feel the bed dip and his hand in your hair, massaging the scalp gently. Was Felix trying to wake you up or lull you back to sleep? Pretty sure he was just as confused.

When he leans down again, hovering over your face, your arms spring up and lock at the back of his neck, quickly bringing him down and bumping your noses together. You see his eyes widen, inhaling sharply as he realizes what you’re about to do and dodges your kiss last second, lips landing on his cheekbone instead.

Groggy and grumpy from being woken up this early, you pout, relaxing under his weight as his chest presses yours down. “Kiss me!” Felix chuckles and shakes his head, hands on either side of your head holding him up. “Not until you wake up and join me in the kitchen.” Once he sees you shake your own head and move to try and kiss him again, he adds. “I have a surprise!”

Now why didn’t he say so from the beginning? You release him but he doesn’t move away immediately, smiling from ear to ear before kissing your forehead and scooping you out of bed in one swift movement, strong arms under your knees as he giggles and jogs towards the kitchen, face brightening up when a smile finally graces your features.   

𝜗୧ seungmin 𝜗୧

Every single morning, Seungmin was the first to wake up without fail, reaching for you to bring your body to his chest and cuddle until you also did, just laying there since he never wanted you to wake up alone. 

That’s why when you woke up earlier than usual, with his chin resting on your shoulder and hot breath hitting your cheek, you didn’t hesitate to move around and bring the blanket further up your bodies, making sure you were both covered and comfortable among the many pillows.

“Your feet are cold.” But Seungmin doesn’t respond, legs intertwined and body still glued to yours like he never wanted to let go, couldn’t. You sneak a glance over your shoulder and find his eyes closed, long eyelashes kissing the top of his cheeks as he rested, sleeping deeply. For the first time since you’ve known him, Seungmin didn’t smile in greeting as you woke up, still sleeping soundly like it was the most normal thing in the world.

It felt a bit strange, but your heart only grew as you watched him, admiring his side profile and the peaceful look on his face, the furrow between his eyebrows absent as dreamland took care of him.

You never got the chance to do this, wake up first and let your thoughts run wild as you resist the urge to squeeze his cheeks and plant kisses all over his face, love pouring out at a dangerous pace, threatening to suffocate him at any moment. Not like Seungmin would mind, adoring you too much to not allow you to do whatever you pleased.

As careful as you can be, one of your hands trails down and intertwines your fingers, gently bringing your connected hands to your chest as you curl further into him, content with getting more cuddle time, loving every single moment.

𝜗୧ jeongin 𝜗୧

“Did you know you talk in your sleep?” You mumble into his neck, squeezing your eyes shut as you try to hide from the obnoxious sunlight that is threatening to take your lover away with the start of a new day.

Jeongin laughs, incredulous. “No way! I’ve had countless roommates and none of them have ever complained about me randomly rambling in my sleep.” He headbutts you affectionately, almost like a cat, and snuggles closer, also bothered by the sun but too lazy to get up and close the curtains he forgot about last night.

“I’m not complaining.” Looking up, you share a breath as you move to plant a small kiss on his nose, smiling when it scrunches up in fake annoyance, knowing your boyfriend loved morning cuddles as much as you did. “I actually think it’s kind of endearing.”

He rolls his eyes, big hand drawing circles on your back under the blanket, soothing you in an attempt to get you both to fall back asleep. Mornings were not his thing, and he really didn’t want to leave you, clingier than usual. The bed was so warm, and you were so soft and smelt so good, how could he ever think about leaving? Not like he’d ever admit it out loud.

“What did I say?” He chooses to entertain you, stretching his whole body before bringing the blanket over your heads and moving his arms to hug you, turning on his side so you’re face to face. You pause, momentarily mesmerized by his beauty, messy hair and puffy eyes only making him look even more adorable in your eyes. Tracing his bottom lip, he puckers them to gently kiss your finger. “I don’t know, I don’t speak gibberish.”

He groans, regretting he asked and hiding his face in his pillow. “You also snore.” “I do not!” 

[lia-linny]

Recommendation list

Here is a little collection of my favorite stray kids stories i read last year. Shout out to all the amazing writers on this list. I hope you find something you like to read. Enjoy!

Bang Chan:

makeup time by gnabnahc317cb97

let me in your ocean, swim by skzms

slytherin bangchan hogwarts au by slytherinbangchan

everything that we need is here by youknowwhatelseisbig

happy by agi-ppangx

Lee Minho:

so tight i'd bruise you by wynn-43

and at last i see the light by lieslab

all i want for christmas by hwangism143

catnip and kidnappings by kaciidubs

constellations by nmn-yty

Seo Changbin:

seasons with you by jeonginsleftcheek

just call my name ill be there by feelbokkie

the alternative by astraystayyh

confession by baby-yongbok

mezzanine by hwajin

Hwang Hyunjin:

best friend jealousy by lixie-phoria

practice makes perfect by soobnny

the snow falls we fall apart by astraystayyh

here is the plan by hyunjins-orange-slice-too

from eden by minhosimthings

Han Jisung:

my jokes are my amour by wynn-43

sunflower by coichii

behind the Camera, In His Heart by 0omill0

volcano by astraystayyh

chronic by httpdwaekki

Felix:

coffee fix by jinhyun

more than friends by charlieg1rl

sandcastles by luvtak

unfair by wendyyyyyyyy

hang the moon by lixies-favorite-cookie

Seungmin:

tangled lines by ivyues

stuffies by seungfl0wer

promise by hwajin

moments of love by imagine-a-life-like-this

the subtle art of cliche confessions by starseungs

Jeongin:

paired up by sheerfreesia

subtle pining by lixie-phoria

my girl by soobnny

white nail polish by dreaming-medium

you can have it by cosmicalily

More member:

3Racha when you’re nonverbal by finnbbl

i love you by lieslab

the final straw by gnabnahc317cb97

protection by jinnie-ret

you were a bet by dreamescapeswriting

[blueberry3241]

Can i req skz reaction to you smiling/ giggling saying their name in your sleep. Idk why but it sounds super cute🥺

I am loving your work look forward to reading more💕

-👩‍💻

Aww thank you so much I appreciate this, I hope you enjoy the reaction and I'm sorry، I'm late..... 🥲💔

★彡 Stray kids reaction to you smiling/ giggling saying their name in your sleep

↷ Pairing : stray kids x reader ↷ Genre : Fluff, romance, comedy ↷ word count : 2,000–2,500 words

↳ Disclaimer : This is an original work of fiction. All characters, settings, and story elements are my own creation. Any resemblance to real people, places, or events is purely coincidental. Please do not reproduce, distribute, or adapt this work without my explicit permission.

Masterlist

↝Bang Chan

Chan had been up late in his studio again, typing away at his laptop while you napped on the couch beside him. Every now and then, he would glance over to check on you, making sure you were comfortable.

Then, just as he reached for his water bottle, he heard it.

"Chan…"

His head snapped toward you, eyebrows raising in surprise. Your lips curled into a sleepy, content smile, a soft giggle slipping out.

His heart melted on the spot.

He leaned in slightly, resting his chin on his hand as he watched you with an affectionate gaze.

"What are you dreaming about, hmm?" he murmured, brushing a strand of hair from your face.

You shifted slightly but remained asleep, your smile still present.

Chan let out a soft chuckle, shaking his head. "You’re too cute for your own good."

That night, he worked with a permanent smile on his face, feeling like the luckiest man alive.

↝Lee Know

Minho was lying in bed beside you, scrolling through his phone when he suddenly heard his name slip from your lips.

"Minho…" You let out a sleepy giggle.

He blinked. Slowly, a smug smirk formed on his face.

"Oh? What’s this?" he whispered to himself.

Turning onto his side, he propped his head up on his hand, watching you with amused eyes. "You’re dreaming about me, huh?"

He poked your cheek lightly. "I bet I look amazing in your dream, don’t I?"

When you giggled again, his smirk faltered just slightly. His ears turned pink, but he quickly shook it off.

"You better tell me all about it when you wake up," he said, mostly to himself, before rolling onto his back with a satisfied smile.

The teasing would be relentless in the morning.

↝Changbin

Changbin had fallen asleep beside you on the couch after a long day. But when he stirred awake in the middle of the night, he heard you mumble something.

"Changbin…" A soft giggle followed.

His groggy brain took a moment to register it. Then—

Wait. What?!

His eyes flew open, and he sat up so fast he nearly fell off the couch.

"Did you just…?" He looked at you, wide-eyed.

When you smiled in your sleep again, completely unaware, he clutched his chest dramatically.

"Aish, this is bad for my heart!" he whispered, kicking his feet in excitement.

Resisting the urge to wake you up and ask about it, he instead pulled you closer and grinned into your hair.

"You’re not gonna hear the end of this," he murmured.

↝Hyunjin

Hyunjin had been sketching at the desk while you slept peacefully on the bed. The room was quiet except for the sound of his pencil against the paper.

Then he heard it.

"Hyunjin…"

He froze mid-stroke.

Slowly, he turned toward you, eyes wide. When you let out a soft giggle, his face turned bright red.

"Oh my God," he whispered, covering his mouth.

His heart was racing, his hands suddenly clammy. Did you seriously just say his name in your sleep?

He swallowed, running a hand through his hair as he bit his lip, trying to calm himself down. But it was no use—his heart was officially gone.

With a bashful chuckle, he walked over and tucked the blanket around you better, staring at your peaceful face.

"You’re gonna make me crazy," he muttered, smiling to himself.

↝Han

Han had been half-asleep himself when he heard you giggle.

"Jisung…"

His eyes shot open. His brain short-circuited.

"H-Huh?" he stammered, his heart doing backflips.

He turned his head slowly, watching your sleeping face in disbelief. When you giggled again, he slapped a hand over his mouth.

Nope. He was not surviving this.

His face burned as he rolled onto his stomach, burying his face in the pillow. "This is too cute—!" he whisper-yelled to himself.

After a solid minute of internally screaming, he peeked at you again and sighed dramatically.

"You’re lucky you’re adorable," he muttered before throwing the blanket over his head, unable to handle his emotions.

↝Felix

Felix had been playing a game on his phone while you snuggled into his chest, fast asleep. He was about to finish his round when he heard it.

"Lixie…"

His entire body froze.

His brain stopped working.

He blinked rapidly, processing what he just heard. "Did you just—?"

You giggled softly, snuggling even closer.

Felix let out the quietest squeak known to mankind.

His hands covered his face as he kicked his legs slightly, heart racing out of control. "I’m going to cry," he whispered dramatically.

Carefully, he wrapped his arms around you even tighter, his heart practically bursting.

"You’re the cutest thing ever," he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.

↝Seungmin

Seungmin had been lying beside you, flipping through a book, when he heard his name escape your lips.

"Seungmin…"

He paused mid-page.

His eyes flickered toward you, watching as you smiled in your sleep. His heartbeat stuttered.

After a moment, he let out a soft chuckle, shaking his head. "Really?"

Closing his book, he turned onto his side, watching you with a small, fond smirk. "You must be having a great dream."

His teasing nature wanted to wake you up and mess with you, but instead, he just poked your nose lightly.

"You better not deny it when you wake up," he murmured, before pulling the blanket up over your shoulders with a tiny smile.

↝Jeongin

Jeongin had been dozing off when he heard a soft giggle from you. He rubbed his eyes sleepily, but then—

"Innie…"

His entire soul left his body.

His eyes widened, and he turned bright red. "Wh—what?!"

He covered his face, feeling his ears burn. Did he hear that right?

Slowly, he peeked at you, watching your sleeping expression. His heart swelled.

Despite his flustered state, he let out a quiet chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck. "Aish, you’re too cute…"

Hesitantly, he reached for your hand, lacing his fingers with yours.

"Sleep well," he whispered, smiling to himself.