#christoper bang smut

[hwanghyunjinenthusiast]

Kinkuary Day 6

AN: Let it be known that this Chris lives in my head rent-free. I know exploring free use with a dominant partner isn't a new concept, but I still don't see it explored as much, so I thought it would be fun to try my hand at it. Especially with the king of the service doms.

Synopsis: Everything sucks. Today might be one of the worst days of your life (and that's against some stiff competition). Fortunately for you, you have a boyfriend who is more than happy to distract you.

General tags and warnings: Christopher Bang/Bang Chan x Fem! Reader, established relationship, some angst early on but, nothing too bad imo, Christopher being the nation's best boyfriend and that's it. This is pretty much porn with very little plot.

Primary kink: Free use.

Smut tags and warnings: Chris struggling to relinquish control lmao but, Soft Dom! Chris nonetheless, sub! Reader but she does take charge quite a bit in this, free use, facesitting, slight overstimulation (f. receiving), piv sex without a condom, dirty talk, lots of praise and petnames because it's Chris, Daddy kink, creampie and nipple play (f. receiving).

Word count: 2k.

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You're surprised you're able to still trudge through your front door after the day you've had. Between completely forgetting about an assignment that was due today, six separate customers yelling at you and your phone screen shattering, saying today has been a bad day would be putting it kindly. You've never wanted to just disappear to a cottage in the countryside more. You're sure you could convince Chris to leave with you.

Speaking of which, the sight of your boyfriend on your shared couch does help ease some of the overall terribleness that has been weighing you down all day. Dropping your bag, you make your way over to him. Wrapping your arms around his broad, solid body while you nuzzle against his neck. His mere presence is enough to relax the tension in your shoulders and soothe the anxiety that never seems to quite go away.

“Hi baby. Didn't know you were home. How was your day?” He asks, taking off his headphones. Placing them and his laptop on your coffee table, which does make you pout a little since he's no longer in your arms. However, he does turn to you and you're struck with just how soft and handsome he looks. That, combined with his question, makes your throat burn and your eyes start to sting.

“Horrible,” you mutter, nestling yourself into his chest and sighing contently when he rubs your back and happily crushes you to his frame. It's easy to forget everything when he holds you like this. All the shitty professors, entitled customers and piles of coursework fade away and there's nothing in your mind but, Chris.

“I'm sorry, baby. Do you want to talk about it? How can I make it better?” God, does he have any idea how irrevocably in love with him you are? Sometimes, you think you might have been some hero in a past life for him to wind up in your life. However, you mull his offer over before an idea finally sets in.

“Lavender?” You ask, blinking up at him and pressing yourself as close to him as humanly possible. Clutching at his simple, thin shirt while you wait for his answer.

“Are you sure? You have had a pretty shitty day so I don't know–”

“Yes, Daddy. I'm sure. So, lavender?” You don't mean to cut him off but, you really do need this right now. His concern is sweet and you always appreciate it but, you just need to shut your brain off for a few hours.

Exhilaration creeps up your spine as you watch the way his face shifts when your words register to him. His hold on you tightening marginally but you notice it all the same.

“Okay, lavender.”

That's all it takes for you to launch yourself into his lap. Nearly toppling both of you over in the process but, Chris steadies you while you make yourself at home in his lap. Holding his face in your hands while you slot your mouth against his. It's messy and more eagerness than anything on your end but, it feels so good to just kiss him again. Chris does try to bring some order into your uncoordinated liplock, guiding your mouth against his while his hands rest on your hips.

Sex wasn't on your mind before you walked through the front door but, now? Grinding down on the hardness you can feel starting to form under you while you explore Chris's mouth? Desire twists like a knife in the pit of your stomach. Your clit throbbing with every clumsy brush against his lap and your walls starting to clench and unclench almost painfully. It's probably some record how quickly your panties become a mess while you hump against Chris for dear life.

“Off please,” you breathe once the two of you separate to catch your respective breaths. Saliva smeared across both of your mouths and you would dive back in if you weren't so focused on getting his shirt off. Luckily for you, Chris is just as impatient as you are so he tugs it off within seconds. Tossing it to be forgotten on your living room floor.

You can't help the moan that bubbles out of you at the sight of his bare chest. You've seen it thousands of times and it still never fails to turn your blood molten. Palming as much of him as your hands can, you litter his neck with kisses and nips. Whimpering into his skin when his hands drift from your hips to grab and knead your ass over your work skirt. His hips shallowly thrusting up into you. Fuck, you're already so tightly wound.

A startled noise leaves Chris when you (gently) shove him onto his back but, he doesn't complain otherwise. Just watches you with a mixture of want and curiosity through his curly hair. His eyes widen when you eventually shuffle up his body until you're hovering over his beautiful face. A shudder runs through you when his tongue darts out to lick his full lips before his dark eyes meet your own again.

You're too desperate to care about getting undressed so, you hurriedly shove your panties to the side before easing yourself onto his face. The first touch his mouth against your drenched, puffy folds sends you reeling. You grab the back of the couch in an attempt to steady yourself but, Chris doesn't give you a chance. Lapping and sucking at you with so much intensity from the get go that you can already feel your thighs starting to quiver.

“Ah, Daddy,” you whimper when he decides to focus all of his attention and energy on your clit. “Fuck, oh my god,” comes your broken moan when he attaches himself to it. Licking and drawing patterns into that you couldn't hope to decipher at the moment when it feels like you're able to break into a million, little pieces soon. It's all so lewd and obscene and hot. The wet sounds of him eating you coupled with your wanton noises of pleasure seeming to echo throughout your entire apartment.

Your hips move on their own accord. Using his unfairly gifted mouth and cute nose to get yourself off. You're practically riding his face at this point and, based on the moans Chris presses into you, he's enjoying this just as much as you are. You know if he had it his way, he'd be using his hands to shove you even further into his face but, he's happy to lay there and let you use him until you're satisfied.

Which doesn't take all that long. Usually, you're pretty good at being able to tell when you're about to orgasm but, this time it catches you completely off-guard. A jumbled mess of ‘Daddy’ and ‘Chris’ fall from your lips as your body convulses. Your fingernails dig into the couch so fiercely that for a fleeting moment you're worried you might have ruined it.

Chris doesn't allow your mind to wonder for too long, though. Licking your gushing wetness like it's the first bit of liquid he's had in days while his nose brushes your throbbing clit. Your thighs shake and tightening around his head as the familiar burn of overstimulation starts to settle in the apex of your thighs and creep to your extremities.

“Da–Daddy,” you choke out, winding your hand into his hair and tugging his mouth away from you, “To–Too much,” you finish with a great deal of effort. Using all of your strength to move off of him until you're hovering over him. Your respective, unsteady breathing all that can be heard.

Cracking an eye open to look at him is a grave mistake. Between his wild eyes, unruly hair, flushed cheeks and full, bruised lips covered in you, you never stood a chance. And the sporadic clenching and unclenching of your still not filled pussy helps make that abundantly clear.

Chris watches you while you shift down his body. Air catching in his lungs when your hands reach for the waistband of his sweats and impatiently tug them down. He's so hard and a teasing dribble of pre-cum leaks from his tip that you can't help yourself from bending down and licking it.

“Fu–Fuck, sweetheart,” he groans, throwing his head back while his hands clench and unclench at his sides. Cute. His hips just barely jerk up in search of more relief from your mouth but, you don't give him the satisfaction. You have other plans in mind.

Grabbing his thick cock, you guide it to your dripping entrance. Just barely able to keep your eyes open to watch him as you sink down onto him. You lose that battle very quickly. Your eyes fluttering shut with every inch of him you sink down on until he's fully inside of you. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. You can already feel tears building up at the corners of your eyes just at the sheer fullness you feel right now.

“–so tight. Such a good girl. Always so fucking good,” Chris's words bring you back down for a moment and you blink your bleary eyes open to look at him. Your walls clamp down on him harshly when the sight of your sweaty, flushed boyfriend greets you. That's all the prompting you need to start a brutal pace. His cock just opens you up so deliciously that you can't help but bounce on it. The sounds of your skin hitting his and the filthy squelching between your thighs nearly drowning out your shared noises of pleasure.

“Daddy, Daddy, Daddy,” you chant, impatiently tugging open your work shirt and shoving down your bra until your breasts are finally free. Chris's eyes burn as they watch you palm your tits and tug on your nipples until you're just barely able to focus on fucking yourself stupid on him. “I feel so good, Daddy. Your cock makes me feel so full,” you whimper after an especially harsh twist of your nipples.

“Yeah?” He pants out, his dark locks starting to stick to his sweaty forehead while his eyes struggle to pick between looking at your beautiful face, your hands toying with yourself or his cock disappearing inside of your scorching pussy. “Does my princess like using Daddy to get herself off, hmm? Does it feel good to fuck yourself on Daddy's cock while he just lies here? Tell me, baby.”

“Y-Yes, so good, Daddy. Your cock feels ah fuck so amazing, Daddy. You feel so good, Daddy.” You whine, one of your hands snaking its way between your thighs to rub against your swollen clit. A fractured moan bubbling out of your throat while you rub frantic circles against yourself and try to maintain the pace you set on Chris's cock.

“That's good. You look so pretty using me to get yourself off, sweetheart,” he coos, giving you a smile so soft that you can feel your heart grow in your chest while your release grows closer and closer. “Are you going to cum, baby? Gonna cum all over my cock, beautiful? Hmm? I want you to. Wanna see you cum so badly. Wanna feel you make a mess all over me.”

And just like that you feel your entire body seize. You're not even aware of what's coming out of your mouth right now but, you can't bring yourself to care. Your vision blurs at the edges while your entire body shudders. It takes every ounce of you not to completely collapse ontop of him while you ride out the waves that keep crashing into your limp body.

“–my girl,” is all you hear in the distance before you feel his large hands grab your hips and something warm filling your spasming walls. Opening your eyes with a great deal of effort, you're greeted with the sight of a panting, fucked out Chris. His cock pulsing inside of you with every rope of cum that shoots out of it. That does eventually prompt you to collapse onto his sturdy chest. Nuzzling into his neck while your shared releases start to leak out of you.

“Feel better?” He asks, rubbing your back soothingly while pressing featherlight kisses against your forehead.

“Yes, thank you. I love you,” you mutter tiredly into his skin, pressing yourself as close to him as you can.

“I love you too, baby,” are the last words you hear before succumbing to the fatigue that's been calling you all day.

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[wolfs-archive]

"Did you really have to tie me like this? I feel like I'm about to be raped"

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Summary: Coworkers Chan and Y/N where Chan has had feelings for Y/N but just a bit apprehensive about getting rejected. A team party brings out the feelings from Chan.

Pairing: Coworker!Chris X Coworker!Y/N

Genre: suggestive, fluff maybe??, mention of passionate kissing, Chan getting tied up, drunk confessions, mention of rape.

Note: The Chan mentioned here is no where related to the idol Stray Kids and is just a fictional character. Minors DNI please!!!

A/N: Chan was chosen as the next fic request and in the list of topics the "Chan's Drunk confession" was voted the most.

"Y/N... you are pretty", he said for the 35th time and the next time, "Y/N.." he started. "I am pretty, isn't it?" completed Y/N. "No I love you!!!! I have always been, and will always!!!!! Care to be my girlfriend?" he asked. "Finally!!!! Do you know how many days I have waiting for this?" she replied with a smile on her face.

Chan and Y/N have always been colleagues, Chan's love for Y/N had no bounds. Whenever Y/N wanted a helping hand in her coding, the brainy Chan would come to her assistance. When he saw her walking to grab a bottle, he would too in the name of seeing her. Though having different cabinets they were faced opposite to each other, but Chan wanted to watch her throughout her life. Ask him why he liked her. Was it because she was beautiful? No. Was it because she was helpful? No. Was it because she was a good colleague? No. It was because she always had such a carefree attitude, if anything went wrong she wouldn't get upset or feel bad about it, instead, she would see the good side to it. An Optimistic person. She knew how to handle things carefully. A supportive senior for her juniors. All this character made him fall for her. At times he found it hot when Y/N was bossy with her close mates. Yearning to be in that circle and be under the influence of a dominant Y/N made Chan fall for her even more.

Chan had tried multiple times to confess it through something else but in vain. Once he sent a bouquet of flowers during valentine's. Despite knowing it, she announced it in the group chat asking the person to come in person to confess to her if he had the guts. Our man had no guts to and didn't. Similarly, during their common outing, he asked her if he wanted to help her build the tent and she retorted saying she could help herself. Y/N didn't want to brag, but was very happy to have Chan fall in love with her, she too fell for him and wanted him to come out of the zone to make him comfortable enough and not make him feel all restless. Hence she decided to hide her feelings, till Chan himself confessed to her.

The project Chan and Y/N worked on was well appreciated by the client and to celebrate the happy moment the team (had other members as well!!) gathered for a few drinks that night. A few rounds later, Chan who was seen drunk approached a yet sober Y/N. "Is this place free? Can I sit here?" he asked. "Mm, sure. Why not?" answered Y/N. "A--Actu---Actually, I have been wanting to tell you something? "he stuttered. "Go ahead, I'm all ears" she said. "Y/N you are pretty!!!" he started. And that's how Chan confessed to Y/N. The moment he confessed, he went giddy and fell unconscious on the table. As the party came to a conclusion. Y/N decided to take Chan to his house. Ofc!!!! We girls are the best stalkers when it comes to our boys, so we definitely know their whereabouts. When Y/N drove home, she rolled the windows down to let Chan breathe the natural air to help him sober up. As soon as she reached the home, she took him up the stairs, entered the door, and went to his bedroom to make him lay on it comfortably. She removed his shoes and went for a change of clothes. By now, Chan had woken up from being unconscious, but was still drunk. When she opened the buttons of his shirt, he pushed her hand away, saying, "Who are you? I'm Y/N's. Only she can touch me" he said. Seeing his vulnerable state made Y/N laugh and then literally had to fight for her life, when she changed clothes for him. Chan's hands were always on work. Feeling too sweaty, he decided to remove his pants, when Y/N stopped him from. After, changing his clothes, she made him drink water, and when she tucked his sheets, she felt a huge grip on her waist. When she turned to take his hands off her, he pulled her into a kiss. Man was really too hot or maybe passionate I guess, he bit her lips when he was kissing and when she broke out, she felt the iron smell from her lips which she realised blood. "Christopher Chan, you menace!!!! It's really tough dealing with you when you're drunk. Look at you all acting afraid till yesterday as though I would eat you up alive, and now having all the guts to kiss me, when you couldn't even confess when you're sober." she said and went to the cupboard to search for another shirt. The reason why? To tie his hands to the bedpost so that he doesn't engage in any other mishap. Once it was all done, she went to sleep on the couch. She set an alarm so that she could wake up early to prepare a hangover cure for her so called boyfriend.

Chan woke up the morning with a splitting headache. Unable to move his hands, he had to check if he was at home or if someone had kidnapped him. When he saw the ceiling, the window and its blinders, he was sure it was his house. "Excuse me" he shouted for help. Y/N came in with a ladle. "Y/N, what is this? Why are you home? Who tied me up?" he asked. "Hold on, Chill!! One at a time" she replied. "For your first question. Mr. Chris, I tied you up. For the second one, I was the one who brought you home when you passed out after getting drunk" she said raising the ladle. "And finally for the third one, I was the one who tied you up" she finally finished. "Y/N.. Why.. Why do you seem like you got hurt on your lips, did anyone attack you? Why have you tied me up?". "It's not wound by hurt, it was your passionate kiss, in the process of kissing, you bit me." she said smirking. "If someone had attacked me, it was none other than you.. As for why I have tied you, your hands seem to be a menace, they hugged my waist, pulled me down, didn't allow me to change your shirt, and was about to remove your pants" she emphasised pointing to where his zippers were. "Did you really have to tie me like this? I feel like I'm about to be raped" he said with his eyes focussing on those ties and with a hint of embarrassment. "If I didn't tie your hands, I don't know what all those hands would have done to me, also, I don't mind raping you either...." she said suggestively. Hearing this from Y/N, made him look at her with shock. "Y/N?? Wh- What do you mean?" he asked. "The entire office including me knew you were the one to offer flowers to me, Even a fool would know the amount of love you directed towards me. Why would you hesitate to let your feelings out? Afraid of rejection? I wanted you to take time to confess to me, and that's why I waited" she added. "But I didn't confess to you yet" he said. "Chan, I get that you're the one with lots of brain, but I think it doesn't help when it comes to love or romance I guess." she said as she went close to him to untie the knot. "You dummy, you confessed to me yesterday" she said narrowing the gap between the two. "How about we enjoy becoming a couple with a kiss, but hey! no biting me." she suggested as she went in for a kiss.

[ao3feed-ateez]

Bonded

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/OyogB0x by eevgnhab When Hybe and JYP close mysteriously, SKZ Entertainment is born and Luz finds herself working there with Jisung. Jisung who is pack with the owner of the company who noone knows or sees ever. Until one New Years party changes everything.   Please note this may contain mature content and content that could trigger some depending on their sensitivity. I will try my hardest to notate the paragraph with an asterisk at the beginning and end of something I feel may make someone feel uncomfortable Most of my fics are directed for 18+. This one as of now I think may be one. Words: 12767, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English Fandoms: Stray Kids (Band), ATEEZ (Band), 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS, TOMORROW X TOGETHER | TXT (Korea Band) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi, Other Characters: Bang Chan (Stray Kids), Lee Minho | Lee Know, Seo Changbin, Han Jisung | Han, Hwang Hyunjin, Kim Seungmin (Stray Kids), Yang Jeongin | I.N, Y/n - Character Relationships: Bangchan, christoper, Christopher - Relationship, bahngchan, bang christopher chan - Relationship, bangchan/yn, Han Jisung | Han/Lee Minho | Lee Know, Han Jisung | Han/Hwang Hyunjin, Han Jisung | Han/Lee Felix, Lee Felix/Seo Changbin, Kim Seungmin/Yang Jeongin | I.N, Hwang Hyunjin/Lee Felix, Bang Chan/Lee Minho | Lee Know, Bang Chan/Lee Felix (Stray Kids), Bang Chan/Hwang Hyunjin, Bang Chan/Seo Changbin, Bang Chan/Han Jisung | Han, Bang Chan/Yang Jeongin | I.N Additional Tags: Naughty, Love, Lust, Sex, Smut, Fluff, Sexy, Fiction, Hybrids, Angst, Light Angst, Triggers, Omegaverse, Omega Verse, Bondage, Polyamory read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/OyogB0x

[smutjin]

i literally think about alpha!chan on the daily it's almost unhealthy ... like i imagine how possessive he'd be and how protective of u he would be and it literally gives me chills

UGH YES ALPHA!CHAN IS MY FAVORITE HEADCANON like it’s so fitting and he already associates himself with wolves l i k e ugh listen I've spent too much money because of the issues alpha!chan has given me -Alyx who is w e a k

[thesunandseonghwa]

Shadows and Angels

Prologue.

"All the stories are true,"

All shadowhunters were all too familiar with that saying.

Vampires, werewolves, demons, faeries and in the middle of it?

Shadowhunters.

Also known as the Nephilim, born of angel blood. They are a secret race of warriors sworn to protect the greater good.

Changbin and Chan have lived their entire lives as shadowhunters, born and raised. Brothers in every way except blood, they are rare pair of what is called parabatai. Parabatai are Nephilim warriors sworn to fight, live and die together. A bond like no other, it is said that the power of a parabatai rune is equivalent to the power of ten normal runes.

Runes are the marks which Shadowhunter can brand themselves with, each have different uses and powers like strength, healing agility.

Changbin and Chan are the best of the best shadowhunters and with an unbreakable bond, nothing could possibly stand in their way.

Enter y/n, a seemingly normal girl with many secrets and many unanswered questions and little does she know, a girl in grave danger.

And this girl may be the harbinger of a battle that neither Chan or Changbin were ready to fight.

But as shadowhunters, one must remember:

Descensus facilis Averno est.

"The descent into Hell is easy,"

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[staysuki]

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐌𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐲 | OT8 Fic [discontinued]

➼ synopsis: You weren’t poor, but you weren’t rich either, you were simply an average girl living an average life, enjoying every passing moment as it goes— which is why you couldn’t believe it when your father came home one day and delivered the news of your transfer. Not only that, you were transferring in JYP-U, the most prestigious school only for the best of the best. You weren’t aware of any talents or hidden prodigal genius material within you so you were confused. Nonetheless, you couldn’t say no. But, by the first day of school, you already regret ever moving away from the safety of your hometown.

➼ genre: romantic comedy, fluff, reverse harem!, somewhat satire, VERY SLIGHT angst, boarding school au! (college-age), very very slow burn, 85% crack ➼ pairing: afab!reader x secret!skz��� since this is a reverse harem, the end-goal boy is a secret ;) but you’re free to make guesses ➼ word count: a lot (number of chapters idk either) ➼ warnings: profanities, there will be discussions of mental health topics (such as anxiety, depression, etc.) in future chapters, but I’ll put warnings in each chapter too! future smut as well?

EPISODES MENU: READ HERE [discontinued]

A/N: This fic doesn’t reflect the real life personalities of the Stray Kids members and everything is all in good fun. I’m also new to this Tumblr thing so I’m still confused on how to write and format things here but I’m learning! This is also a non-idol AU!

A/N A/N: hey y'all this has been discontinued. i rewrote this into a smau (re: the epic highs and lows of jyp-university).

MEET THE CAST

p.s. I’m not a good editor, I tried my best.

Mr. Student Council President Christoper Bang (also called “Chan” by his friends)

Mr. Chan is not your typical student council president. He may be strict and hardworking, but he’s always down to bend the rules for his friends despite the fact that they’re the leading cause of his chronic stress-induced migraines. You feel bad for the poor guy who just wants to run the student body properly.

Mischievous Boy from the Past Lee Minho

If there’s one person in the entirety of JYP-U that you should stay away from, it’s 100% no one else but Lee Minho. Getting on his bad side never ended well for someone, hence why everyone opted to stay away from him. Fortunately, it wasn’t that hard to get to the man’s good graces. Simply just mind your own business and don’t hurt his cats. Not really a delinquent but not a model student either, he’s also your childhood friend who, expectedly so, doesn’t remember you.

Secret Disciplinarian Softie Seo Changbin

Another member of the student council, Changbin is the disciplinarian officer who spends his mornings by the school’s entrance telling students to wear their uniforms properly, or to not run in the hallways. It was weird, he never really wanted to be a student council member, but Chan urged him to run and he was surprised that people actually listened to him whenever he ordered them to. Everyone’s intimidated by the man, but not in the same way with Minho’s. But all in all, Changbin really just wants to live his school life peacefully.

The Devilish Campus Prince Hwang Hyunjin

Ah, sin incarnate Hwang Hyunjin. With his criminally handsome visuals that makes every girl on campus swoon with a single wink. He’s pretty, he knows it, and acts like it. Whenever he doesn’t spend his time reeling in a poor victim, he hangs out with the school’s dorky duo: Felix and Jisung. Many people wonder why Hyunjin even hangs out with the two as the contrast in popularity was heavily different, nonetheless, he considers them his bestfriends. His long blonde hair is against school guidelines but he just pouts and whines whenever Chan or Changbin scolds him about it.

The Campus Clown Han Jisung

Loud, funny, and talks a lot. Girls never really took Jisung seriously nor have they ever viewed him as a potential romantic interest, they always just think that he’s the annoying or funny bestfriend. They either love him or find him infuriatingly obnoxious. Jisung didn’t mind, he loved living his life the way he is because then he would know that whoever falls for him would love him for who he is.

Boy of Sunshine and Flowers Lee Felix

The other half of the dorky duo, Felix is also someone that gets underestimated a lot. He’s either seen as the sweet little brother, or the supportive bestfriend, never really seen as a romantic prospect. He’s loveable, brings out the positivity in every situation, and most of all, reminds you that chivalry isn’t dead. He’s the guy that every girl at the bar would trust to hold their drink. Aside from that, he’s always attached to Jisung so people just assumed that he swung that way. His hair length is against school rules but even Chan can’t say no to this sunshine boy.

The Serious Secretary Kim Seungmin

Without Seungmin, Chan would’ve probably gone crazy with all of the mess he has to deal with. But thanks to his hardworking secretary, their job doesn’t feel as burdensome. Thanks to his smarts and good looks, Seungmin also earned the title of campus crush, his “boyfriend material” vibe being a huge contrast to Hyunjin’s sexy R&B bedroom aesthetic so their supporters never intercross, in fact, there would often be fanwars on who’s the better school prince.

The Prodigal Transfer Student Yang Jeongin

Unlike you, Jeongin earned his scholarship thanks to skills and smarts, and everyone already seemed to adore him. He has immense “boy-next-door” vibes and they can’t help but fawn over his constant smile. He’s playful and often only speaks in savage remarks but don’t fret, he never means offense. Despite being new, he already earned his title as the “Campus Cutie.” And noticeably so, he kinda seemed to like it.

[feliix]

sun: cancer, moon: scorpio, venus: leo with christoper bang and smut pls and tank you thottie ily 🤧💗

hi frankie ily thank you for requesting ♡

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