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ft-3racha · 9 months ago
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Can you do drunk texts with best friend stray kids where reader confesses and tells them the nsfw things they want skz to do to them. Take your time and thank you in advance
smau (pt. 1): stray kids reaction to…
scenario: …you telling them what you want them to do to you while being drunk
pairing: best friend!stray kids (hyung line) x reader
warnings: mature!!, explicit talk about sexual fantasies, mentions of alcohol consumption
author‘s note: thank you very much for this ask!! i really enjoyed preparing this smau for you guys, let me know what you think. the maknae line post can be found on my page. likes/reblogs/comments are very much appreciated! and as always: reqs are still open. have fun.<3
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changisworld · 11 months ago
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𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
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STARTED;19/02/24
last updated;15/10/2024
**ALL OF THESE ARE 18+ FICS, MDNI**
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CURRENTLY WRITING:
KINKTOBER 2024
BANGCHAN
Caught masterbating (ASK) ~2,319Words
Wet dreams (ASK)~ 1,256Words
Baby fever~3,200Words
whoever said 4’s a crowd?(3RACHA)~6,400Words
LEEKNOW
Secrets(ASK) ~2,839Words
Toys~1,507Words
CHANGBIN
1am gym hour (ASK) ~2,319Words
“Just don’t tell her”~6,809Words
experiments(fem!binnie)~3,562Words
whoever said 4’s a crowd?(3RACHA)~6,400Words
HYUNJIN
kisses & ribbons~2,301Words
“just try it”~7,023Words (PART 2) (PART 3)
“You’ll like it, trust me”~3,301Words
HAN JISUNG
“can you pass me a towel?”(ASK)~2,760Words
"I pinky swear!"(ASK) ~2,169Words
whoever said 4’s a crowd?(3RACHA)~6,400Words
FELIX
Caught out(part 2 to Perv!Felix headcanon) ~4,113Words
A helping hand~6,227Words
SEUNGMIN
Jealous friends with benefits(ASK)~ 3,684Words
Three ISN’T a crowd(ft. Jeongin)~ 7,186Words
JEONGIN
Birthday surprise(ASK) ~1,874Words
Three ISN’T a crowd(ft. Seungmin)~7,186Words
“you know you want to”~ 4,288Words
OT8
Skz reactions to periods during sex~ 1,701Words
Skz favourite positions~ 1,852Words
Skz biggest kinks & pleasures (hyung line)~ 2,933Words
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MTLLT try anal~1,207Words
DRABBLES
showering with skz
skz reaction to clit piercing
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Coparenting with channie(HARDTHOUGHT)(ASK)
Channie headlocking you while fucking
Leeknow hard thoughts
Leeknow as your Friends with Benefits partner
baby fever x finding out you’re expecting with hyunjin
perv!Hyunjin hard thoughts
Jisung hard thoughts
han jisung hard thoughts
Boy!Pussy HanJisung hard thoughts
Desperate Sungie
Things felix says during sex(ASK)
Perv!Felix (head canon)
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stay-tinystars · 2 years ago
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Kissing Lesson
Ship: Changbin x Older Fem reader. (Ft. Chan)
Word count: 1,814
Fluff, college au, best friends "sister"
Warnings: kissing, mentions of broken bones, nbk reader.
A/N: I've been really busy lately so sorry I haven't posted anything. This idea was based off a dream I had. The last bit is the dream. Anyways enjoy the random mentions of other idols, and the dynamic between reader and Chan (platonic). As always any comments are appreciated.
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Ever since Chan walked through the door with my younger brother, Jungkook, when they were 8, Chan had always been there. Between him and Jungkook, they always had my back; stepping up when I needed them or in making my life complete hell. The three of us became inseparable after the day I saved the two of them from complete humiliation in middle school. Best friends, despite the good and bad. When Jungkook went to study abroad, Chan stepped in as my "brother".
When Chan decided to attend the same university I was attending I tried to help him get the lay of the land. However by the end of his first semester he knew twice the amount of people I did on campus. Gathering quite the assortment of friends. Including two friends who named themselves 3racha. Creating their own space in the small music scene around campus.
He was there when I broke my ankle after stepping into a hole after one of my classes. He quickly took me to the hospital, and held my hand as they set it and put a cast on it. I smiled as he seemed to take the step towards being a kind brother figure. However the next week he released footage on the university's social media of me on the meds at the hospital. Effectively ruining any chance I had on dating on campus. Chan was always there, good and bad.
When I graduated Chan threw a party for me, everyone in attendance was kind, however few I felt were actually there for me. Changbin, who was one of 3racha kept me company at that party, and the parties that I attended afterwards. I always felt a small spark but being as he was even younger than Chan, and was one of Chan's best friends I never felt I could cross that line.
As I progressed in my career working a hybrid schedule in the office and at home I made friends in the office. Chan was still my brother, and my confidant. However it was nice to have girls to chat with.
The company went all out in a celebration for our manager who brought in the most sales in over ten years. They rented out a 5 star restaurant, and had an open bar. I always tend to forget how much certain drinks affect my inhibitions. The thoughts I'd been harboring for over a year came into my mind. In hindsight I should've known not to ask Chan for help. However, drunken-stupor me, and sober me rarely see eye to eye.
"So, when are you coming over for your lesson?" His voice mocked, as I answered the phone.
"Chan, I already told you. What I messaged you over the weekend was a mistake" I sighed as I placed him on speaker phone and continued working. I had ten minutes left of my work day, I just wanted to finish this project.
"Please. It's not a crime to ask for help." The laughter in his voice barely concealed. "Especially when I know you have no experience in the field."
"How do you know I have no experience!" I huffed, as I tried to focus on the screen.
"Kissing Namjoon at your 16th birthday party doesn't count. You barely caught the corner of his lips. Plus, you tell me everything." I could practically hear his smirk. "So when do we start your lesson?" He chuckled.
"I swear to God Chan, drop it! I drank too much at my company party! It was a mistake, a drunken mistake." I gritted my teeth as I quickly saved my project. Not wanting a keyboard smash to ruin my hard work. I just felt grateful that today was one of my work from home days.
"Most people hook up with friends when drunk. Not text their best friend saying you wished you knew how to kiss because Changbins lips 'always look so kissable'" He said dreamily before laughing. I took a deep breath and pushed myself away from my desk. I'd have to call it a day.
"Ugh! I hate you. Let me survive in peace." I groaned.
"Are you sure you don't want to die in the peace of Changbins lips against yours?" He teased, paraphrasing one of the many texts.
"Chan, if you don't stop I will tell everyone what happened on your first day of middle school." The threat was met with silence. I finally felt like I had the upper hand.
"I swear I'm just messing with you." Panic lacing his words. "Seriously though, I'd be more than willing to help you learn about kissing. You've got to learn somehow."
"Why did God curse me with you?" I asked, as I looked towards the ceiling he chuckled in return.
"Not sure if it was God or just Jungkook. Just come over in an hour."
"I hate you." I muttered as I stood and grabbed my phone.
"Of course you do" I could hear his smirk before the line went dead.
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Chan stood there smirking, leaning against his kitchen counter, as I jumped up on the wobbly bar stool. The small wall behind me gave us some privacy from his two nosey roommates, Han and Felix.
"So, tell me. How long have you been wanting to kiss Binnie's plush lips?"
"Chan I swear if you say something like that again, I will spread every detail about how Kook and you both-" he cut my threat off.
"Fine, fine, fine, I will stop." He held up his hands in surrender. "May I ask one thing?" He raised a brow.
"One thing" I crossed my arms, as I leveled my gaze.
"I knew you liked Bin, I've seen the flirtatious looks. Why have you not made a move?"
"Because," I sighed as I looked up at the ceiling, then back at my best friend. "Because, I've seen the girls that crowd you guys after any of your gigs. The girls he drapes his arms around. Don't get me started on how his Ex was. He's out of my league." I placed my head in my hands. "I'm nothing like his usual type. Plus you two work together, have classes together, you're really good friends. You've likely told him every embarrassing thing I've ever done."
"That's not true, you are way better than his Ex. You are an amazing woman, I'd say you're out of his league." I heard him say as he placed his arm around my shoulders. "Also i haven't told him all of the stories" i looked at him as he gave me a comforting squeeze. "I've only told him the funny ones" he joked, and I shook my head.
"Look, can we just drop this? I'll even buy pizza and lava cake if you just let it go." I hopped off the stool.
"As much as I like the bribe. I feel it my duty to help you." He placed his hands on my shoulders, and I sighed.
"Fine. So tell me, what is the first thing I need to know?" I shook his hands off.
"Well first, kissing should really only be done between two consenting parties" He placed a hand on my cheek. "Second you should be prepared for the kiss" He pulled out lip balm from his pocket and put some on his lips.
"Woah, Chan. I don't want to kiss you." I pushed him away, and he chuckled.
"How else will you learn?"
"How about you just tell me what to do and I'll figure it out myself." He shook his head softly, and rolled his eyes.
"How about this? I need to know what I'm working with. So I can coach properly. So come over and show me how you would kiss Changbin. Pretend I'm him" he closed his eyes and stood there.
I took a deep breath. It's just Chan, I'm comfortable with Chan this should be fine. I took a few steps towards him. I could feel his breath as I leaned closer. This feels so wrong, he's like a brother to me.
My lips met his, and he didn't move. Was I supposed to move? I tried to picture myself as the protagonist in one of the many books I'd read. I tilted my head and moved my lips. He still didn't move and I broke away. I glared at him in a huff.
"What the hell Chan. You didn't even do anything." I threw my hands up, and he laughed.
"Well I had to see what I needed to coach you on." He laughed.
"Was it that bad?" His expression told me everything. I wasn't good.
"Just try it again"
So I did. I went in and he just stood there. No movement yet again. In fact he seemed to be tucking his lips between his teeth. As I broke away I shoved him. He shrugged.
"You are so infuriating Chan! I just wanted some advice. This was your stupid idea!"
"Well, I didn't want to kiss you." He found a spot to lean against the counter again.
"I didn't want to kiss you either! So why did you tell me to pretend you were Changbin, and how I would kiss him! You're making me feel like a fool!" Hot tears threatened my eyes. The sound of someone clearing their throat made me look towards the doorway to the living room.
"So, noona. Mind telling me why you didn't just come ask me for a kiss" Changbin asked, the corner of his lips creeping upwards. My eyes grew wide, as I floundered for words.
"Bin, I thought I told you to come in here when I said 'pretend I'm him'." Chan shook his head. I looked between the two.
"Wait, you were here the whole time!" I felt my cheeks heat up.
"Well I was with Chan on Saturday when he got your messages. I figured I could maybe help you with the lesson myself." Changbin smirked, as he looked towards the ground then back at me.
"You couldn't have stopped me before I kissed my best friend?" I placed my hands on my hips.
"Well I didn't kiss back so I don't think it counts" Chan chimed in.
"Well how about I help with your lesson? I've been trying to get Chan's approval before I even tried anything with you." Changbin stepped forward, and the world seemed to melt around us.
"Why get his approval?" I asked, my eyes darting from his eyes to his lips.
"Because, you're practically his sister. I didn't want any bad blood between us." He was so close, his breath intermingled with mine.
I felt like my brain was malfunctioning. I thought back to any thoughts about kissing, and all I came up with was, "May I kiss you?"
Changbin chuckled slightly. "Anytime you want" He mumbled, then our lips connected.
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pastelracha · 2 years ago
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All over again [ TEASER ]
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 MINOR DNI !
 ☾ Title : All over again [ TEASER ]
☾ Pairing: Seo Changbin x fem!reader (ft Jisung & Chan. ATEEZ’s Wooyoung) 
☾ Genre: college!au, reincarnation!au, fluff, smut (tw: drugs and details sex scene)
☾ Prompt: based on the myth of each of your moles are where your lover used to kiss you in your past life. 
☾ A/N:  here is the teaser of All over again
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.. Your skin missing a lot of moles, but the original one was tattooed on your skin hiding from his eyes under the tissue of your clothes. Changbin never saw it in his dreams he saw almost every of your moles but this one was kept a secret from him. But what he did not know was he was hiding the same one on his inner thigh too, the left one exactly like you. 
Tattooing it on his skin during the same life he did to you, his lips feeling so good on this part of your skin, he did it every time he finished eating you out, like a madman as if you were his last meal on this earth. So every time you gave him a head you would do the same, kissing his skin near his member on the side of the heart creating a mole in the next life. 
His hand gripping his member over his sweatpants, teasing it, tugging it, trying to create a reaction from himself. 
He closed his eyes, letting the last hint of the makeshift cigarette exiting his lungs, making everything more sensible and duplicating his feelings. Small whimpers leaving his mouth, breathing was hard as he laid his hand under his grey sweatpants. Images of his dreams running behind his eyes and Changbin swore he could smell your perfume or at least the perfume you were wearing during this life around him, but stronger than the weed. 
He hide his head in his pillow trying to muffled his moans, his hands not going faster but harder just the way he liked it, his hips trying to match the pace of his hand, the second one massaging his balls, laying on his right side he was making small noises his hips moving faster trying to created a different tempo, a messy one, surely the drug helped he came fast and harder than usual, whimpering your name as he was riding his high his lower body still moving even if his brain ordered it to stay still cause he started to get sensible almost reaching overstimulation, cries leaving his chest. His seed stained his pants. “Fuck’’ he sighed realizing he would now have to change and clean himself at 3a.m a Wednesday.  
Your name on his phone teasing him, as the last text were a meme of a cat you send. 
« From Changbin: tell me you come to the club Friday night, 3RACHA will be on the stage » .. 
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chanswifey · 3 years ago
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Prompt #12
An incredibly loud and painful high five
Changbin x gn!reader ft. BangChan and Han
author's note: it was really hard to come up with something for this one but ended up being really fun to do, just a couple of crackheads being crackheads 😅
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In all the years you had been working at JYP you have never been close to any of the idols, until one day while walking to the elevator, Changbin accidentally dropped his coffee on you, he felt so guilty he offered to pay the laundry bill and that was how you ended up becoming friends with him.
Unknown to you he had been cultivating a crush on you and for the past few days have been trying to ask you out and failing, most of the time 3racha was supposed to be working on the new tracks he has been asking them for opinions on where to take you.
"Have you managed to ask her out yet?" Han teased.
"Not yet... But I will" he answered.
"Really?? When??" BangChan faked his surprise.
"Hm... Eventually... "
"That's what I thought" Chan was already tired of his friend postponing it. "By the time you do it she will be married" he laughed
"Don't say that!" Changbin panicked, it's true he had been avoiding asking you out, he was really scared he would make a fool of himself in front of you.
That day you were staying over a bit late to advance some work and while the boys were leaving they passed through your office and noticed you were still there.
"Why is she working late?" Changbin wondered
Chan and Han exchanged a look and both proceeded to push him to your door.
"Why don't you go ask it yourself" Chan said.
"Yeah, and while you are at it ask her if she is free tomorrow"
"I'M NOT DOING IT, LET ME GO!!" Changbin yelled
Bangchan hurried and knocked at your door, taking you by surprise.
"Hey" he said
"Hey! Hi!"
"Changbin wants to ask you something," he said shoving the poor boy inside, his face rapidly turning red while Chan closed the door behind him, leaving the awkward silence to the two of you.
"Hey..." You said.
"Yeah, hm... Sorry for that"
"It's okay, do you need anything?"
"I was just wondering... Well... You don't usually stay this late... So..."
"Oh, yeah, I had some work piling up so..."
He started to leave but before he did it he thought that if he didn't do that now, he would never do it, and the boys were on the other side of the door stopping him from opening it.
"Before I go... I was thinking, would you like to go out sometime, for dinner... Or maybe coffee?"
His face started to get even redder as the words came out of his mouth and you felt yourself blush too.
"Yeah... Sure... I'm free for the rest of the week" You answered and you noticed him relax, outside the room, you heard Chan and Han giggle and give each other a high five so loud it startled both of you, followed by a scream from Han.
"If you excuse me I have to take care of those two idiots," Changbin said before rushing to leave the room.
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hanniiesuckle17 · 4 years ago
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Pros and Cons
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A/n: im sorry it took so long for me to do this bb! This is for @poeticallyspaghetti​ you've done so much for me lately. you were there for me when no one else was. I love you and I hope you like this! I also can’t wait for our collab together
Look out for Checkmate on both of our accounts!
(not thoroughly edited)
Member: Bangchan ft. 3RACHA, Jae & Dowoon of Day6
Word Count: 20.2k
Warnings: POV switching, censored cursing, mentions of theft, slight violence, mentions of the mob, sensual themes?
Summary: Y/n L/n has lived her whole life locked up in a fancy penthouse. Chan has spent his whole life living one adventure from the next. When fate brings them together by accident Chan takes on the task of whisking her away from her seemingly perfect life, but little do the both of them know bigger problems arise forcing them on the run.
Genre: Con-artist au!, romance, scammer!au, Non-idol!au, comedy, a little bit of angst?
Y/n’s POV
The sound of violins floated across the grand foyer of my parents' penthouse. Well...my penthouse. Really, the presidential suite of the nicest hotel in Seoul. The older I got the more the luxurious mansion in the sky seemed like a prison instead of a palace. Once again my mother was throwing one of her high society parties. The parties were one of the few chances I got to actually interact with the outside world. My parents were convinced that I was some delicate flower that needed protection and isolation.
The closest I got to the outside world was the balcony in my room.
A man over half my age was talking to me about the stocks my father held in one of the many corporate companies in Seoul. “So, it would mean a great deal to our organization if you could pass the word along to your father.” I nodded and downed the rest of my champagne. Now would have been a great time for friends to come in handy. But, there was no one but myself to save me from this dreadfully boring situation.
“Excuse me, sir,”
The man nodded graciously and let me walk away, my heels clicking across the polished wood floors. A hand grabbed my elbow, yanking me in the opposite direction my feet were moving. “Y/n would you be a dear and go talk to the Minister of Education’s daughter.” My mother’s voice nagged in my ear. Her smile was basically permanently plastered on her painted face. “The two of you would be terrific friends. Also, your father needs more pull in the Cabinet.”
My eyebrow rose as I looked across the room to the Minister’s daughter. “Mother she is eight.”
“Yes and?”
“Can’t I have friends my own age?”
“Yes. When both your father and I are dead. We can’t have you hanging around boys and other bad influences. You could ruin your father’s reputation.” She then took my wrist and spun me around taking in every single inch and fiber of my being. “Darling, who dressed you? You look thoroughly underwhelming.” I rolled my eyes as she started unlatching the heavy and bling filled diamond necklace from her neck.
“Mom-”
“Don’t fuss. Photographers are here tonight.”
My chest instantly gained a little under a pound as the close to twenty-thousand dollar necklace was clasped onto my neck by my controlling mother. After it was safely secured on my neck, my mother pushed me in the direction of the little eight-year-old girl snacking on hour devours. “Hi, you’re Jisoo- right?”
I sighed and prepared to sit next to this tiny little girl for the rest of the evening.
Bang Chan’s POV
Several shouts could be heard behind me as I raced down the hall of the hotel. I can’t believe some people live here permanently. My fingers hurriedly started unbuttoning the black button-down I used to pass off as a waiter. The staff's hall was practically empty as I walked through and tossed the button down onto a laundry cart. I shivered feeling the cold air on my arms. 
My hands latched onto the black backpack I stashed behind a potted plant. I pulled out my flannel and threw it on over my tank top. “There he is!” A quick glance behind me showed three overly buff goons chasing after me. Maybe swiping that dude’s watch was not the best idea. But this was easily like $3,000. He didn’t need it given what I heard the waiter saying his meal cost. “You won’t get away with this!”
“Yeah, that’s what you think,” I whispered, shoving the watch in my pocket. Maybe I should stick to cons and leave the pickpocketing to Jisung. The one time I try and pickpocket I get caught. My pace quickly turned into a run and burst through the nearest door. 
Smells of gourmet food flooded my senses as I weaved through the kitchen. “Where is he?” I pushed passed another waiter, shoving the backpack over my shoulder. Please tell me there is a back door somewhere. My eyes frantically searched for an escape. 
“Ha! Score!”
An old dumbwaiter came into my sights. Most hotels had them but didn’t use the mechanisms anymore. I opened the door and climbed in slamming the up button before closing myself inside. It was close to one a.m so hopefully, the guest in whatever room I ended up in was asleep. 
Y/n’s POV
The party was wrapping up as I trudged down the hall. I had spent the past several hours talking about cartoons and other childlike things with Jisoo. The sound of mt parents talking with some final guests could be heard behind me. A random staff from the hotel walked passed me as my feet carried me down the hall. The hotel usually lent staff to help with our parties.
My tired body pushed the door to my room open to be greeted by the dark and looming space. Moonlight streamed through the patio door that led to my balcony. I kicked off the painful heels my mother forced me into and took out the tight pins and tie in my hair, walking over to the mirror. My hands shook out the tightness and threaded through my H/c strands. 
A large thump had me turning to the far wall. My eyes searched the dark in panic. Blindly, my hands grabbed for an object behind me on my bureau. I looked to see a lamp in my grasp. Well, better than nothing. 
“Hello.....who’s there?”
My eyes picked up on a dark shadow standing up from the floor. My heart pounded against my chest. the shadowy figure hulked on the other side of my room, clearly looking around. “The f***?”   
“Who are you? Stay where you are.” The head turned at my words. I tried to steady my hands and voice; both were shaking. The figure inched closer and I raised the lamp over my head. 
“Oh sh**!” 
The figure made a break for the window and I tossed the lamp. The sound of it crashing against the wall filled the room. I grabbed a heavy candle on my dresser. My eyes searched the dark for his movement but the string of panicked curse words gave away the intruder.
“SUCK ON A EUCALYPTUS MINT CANDLE, YOU THIEF!!”
I heard a loud thud and the room was quiet. There was no movement. Inching forward I saw the body of a boy about my age slumped on the floor. The candle lay about a foot away from his head, the glass cracked. Cautiously, I nudged his shoulder with my foot. When he didn’t stir I started to panic.
“Oh crap. I killed a guy. Now, mom’s never gonna let me leave the penthouse.”
A knock on my door sent me jumping out of my skin. “Y/n? Y/n. Open this door. We heard a crash. Is everything okay? Y/n, open this door.” Smoothing down my hair, I rushed to the door and opened it enough to stick my face out. She studied my face and tried to look passed me. “Y/n, what the hell is going on? You should be going to sleep soon.”
“I’m fine, mom. I just tripped and knocked over a lamp.” 
She rose a brow and folded her arms. “Really? It sounded like more than that.”
I kept my grip firm on the door, knowing she might try to push through. “Yeah. I’ll leave it for Soonyoung to clean up in the morning. I’m gonna shower and go to bed. Night Mother.” Before she could say anything else I slammed the door and locked it. 
Okay. Dead body. In my room. What the heck do I do? Who do I call? I pulled out my phone and opened my contact list. Empty. Okay, so I’m on my own. I paced the floor, staring at the boys with shaggy brown hair. On instinct, I lightly kicked his stomach and he let out a groan. 
Okay, not dead. Good. Not dead. Bad for me. I dragged the chair from my vanity to the middle of the room and grabbed some pantyhose and scarves from my closet. It took all of my might to lift up the heavy boy into the chair. “Good grief. How much does this guy weigh?” 
With a final grunt, I threw him into the chair and started tying him up with the sheer tights. When I was finished I stuffed a scarf in his mouth and looked at my work. “Who is the fragile one now, huh Dad?” I said, hands on my hips. Another soft groan had me jumping across the room and grabbing the heaviest book near me. 
There was no way I could just leave him here. There was also no way I was sleeping in this room tonight. So instead I grabbed a fluffy bean bag and dragged it in front of the chair. I was going to sit and watch this dummy intruder all night. Or....until he woke up.
The sound of a muffled grunt sent me shooting out of the chair. I had fallen asleep while watching the thief. I readied my weapon: The Complete and Full Works of William Shakespeare. I had hurt many a toe dropping this thing.
The boy was looking around wildly before his dark eyes focused on me. “Who are you?” I asked, the heavy book ready to swing. He sighed and nodded his head before I realized what he was referring to. “Oh...sorry.” He sighed when I took the scarf out of his mouth and stretched his neck. 
“I’m Chris.” He replied in English. “Do you speak English?” He asked adjusting in his bonds. I scoffed and kept my Shakespeare weapon at the ready. 
“Yes, I do. But, you speak Korean. I heard you last night. Don’t play with me.”
He sighed and hung his head. When he looked up I saw his stare flash to my neck. His eyes turned to saucers before coming back to my face. “Alright, alright. What do you want to know?” The boy, Chris, answered back in Korean. Slowly, I lowered the book and sat down on the bean bag.
“How did you get into my room?”
“I climbed in the dumbwaiter and got off on a random floor.”
“Why were you in the dumbwaiter?”
Chris looked around my room before turning back to me. “Would you believe me if I told you I had a crazy ex-girlfriend. I’m sure you’ve got a crazy ex or two. I’d do anything to get away from her.” He shrugged his shoulders and plastered on a smile. The kind I had seen all the boys wear in movies. The kind that made your knees go weak.   
“Really? An ex?”
“Yeah.” I watched him gulp and look down at my necklace. 
“Is there something wrong?” He shook his head and looked away, squinting. 
“No. It’s just the sun is bouncing off the rocks on your neck. You trying to blind me or something?” I glanced down at the necklace my mom gave me last night. Then I turned to find the sun rising up above the Seoul skyline. 
“Yeah well....deal with it. You broke into my room.”
“By accident! Look, I’ll be happily on my way if you would let me go. What is this- underwear?” He said struggling against his DIY restraints.  
“Pantyhose.”
My parents would be up soon. My father would be going into the office and my mother would be attending numerous social events to further my father’s reach in the political parties. Or shopping it was a 50/50. “What are you? Sixty?” I scoffed and shoved the scarf back in his mouth. “MMmrrpphphh.”
“Yeah, no wisecracks now, huh?”
“NRRgghhrrgggg!”
“You gonna behave, pretty boy?”
“.....Mmpph.”
Smirking I grabbed the scarf from his mouth and tossed it onto the bean bag.  Chris shot me an annoyed glare. “So, let’s say I believe this whole ex-girlfriend thing. There’s no way I can sneak you passed my parents. Even if they both left early the staff is coming up to clean. We had a sort of gala in honor of my father last night.” I started pacing the floor, the sunrise leaking into my room.
“Oh, a ‘sort of gala’. Unlike a full f***ing gala. Those are for royalty.” Chris mocked in a British accent.
“Shut up.” 
He watched me pace the room and nervously tug at my messy hair. He sighed and hung his head, his chest resting against the tight make-shift bonds. “Look. As long as your parents leave, I’m sure I can make something up with the staff. Then we can go our separate ways and you can go back to shopping in Gangnam or whatever it is girls like you do.”
“I’ve never really been out of the penthouse...so I wouldn’t know what girls like me do.” He blinked at my response. 
“You’ve never left? That’s insane.”
“You haven’t met my parents.”
“I don’t think I want to.” I saw his eyes flick back to the necklace and an idea popped in my head. My fingers dragged across the diamonds and I tried not to break a smile when his eyes widened ever so slightly. 
“You like this don’t you?”
“I mean,” He shrugged, pursing his lips and looking out the huge door that led to my balcony. “It’s not bad. I’ve seen better.” I smirked and gently played with the necklace causing him to glance between me and the window. 
“Oh...I would agree. $20,000 is basically trash. Chump change really. They could have ripped me off for fake diamonds.” Chris’s eyes bugged out of his head.
“$20,000?!” 
I rushed to cover his mouth, looking to the door. “Shhh! My mother is a light sleeper.” After waiting a few moments I brought my hand away from his mouth. His eyes couldn’t help but bulge out at the payday sitting inches away from him around my neck. And I knew it.
My fingers undid the clasp behind my neck and I dangled the necklace in front of his face. It was like dangling a carrot in front of a mule. The diamonds swung back and forth slightly, his eyes tracking every move.
“You want it?”
All he did was gulp and look back up at me. He let out a heavy breath when I backed away still holding up the necklace. “What’s the catch?” He asked, still eyeing the diamonds.
“Take me with you. Get me out of here.” 
“Won’t your parents notice your gone.”
“My mother will miss these diamonds before she’ll miss me. And she won’t even notice they’re gone until tomorrow. She’s got tons of these.”
Chris seemed to be thinking about the deal. I was finally getting my hopes up. I could maybe start a new life. Earn my own way. Have friends. Have freedom. “Okay, are we talking like get you out for the day...or...’get you out’?”
“I can’t stand being here anymore. Get me out. I can always come back if I want to.”
Chan’s eyes followed the bling as I swung it back and forth. “Deal. Untie me.” I dropped the necklace on my dresser and untied Chris from the chair. I saw him make a break for the dresser, but I beat him there, grabbing the necklace. “Hey! Deal is a deal!”
“You haven’t gotten me out of here yet. You aren’t getting this necklace until you completely finish the job. If you know what I mean. And I think you do.” Chan sighed and crossed his arms.
“So you didn’t believe the girlfriend story?”
“Not for one second.”
“Da**.”
“Sorry, pretty boy.”
He backed away from me and shrugged. “Okay, princess. Change out of that freakshow dress and get ready to leave. I’m gonna show you what the world really looks like.” A huge grin overtook my face.
A few hours later I slipped out of my room and stuffed a backpack behind a plant near the door. First I had to sneak Chris passed the staff, then I was one step closer to freedom. Quietly, I snuck back into the room where Chris was lounging on my bed.
“I still don’t know why you want to leave. This thing is the softest blanket I’ve ever felt.”
I scoffed and started grabbing a pair of jeans from my dresser. “Yeah. I would trade freedom for those blankets and everything else in a heartbeat.” Chris sighed and started rummaging through my drawers. Probably looking for more stuff to steal or at least clues about my personality. 
“Is it really that bad?” I nodded and grabbed my favorite shirt and a jacket from my closet. After closing the bathroom door I started to change. “They don’t let you have any friends?”Chris called through the door. 
“I mean, Dowoon and Jae. But, they work for my father. Jae has always been...nice to me. But, my father hardly ever leaves them alone with me.”
A smile twitched on my lips thinking about Jae. He had been working for my father as a PA for almost five years. I had always had a big crush on him, but I could never know if he liked me back. He was always a stickler for my dad’s rules. 
“You ready?” Chris asked as I exited the bathroom fully changed. With a nod,  the two of us headed towards my bedroom door. Cracking it open I verified that the hallway was clear. “Okay let’s blow this popsicle stand,” Chris said as I motioned for him to follow. 
The staff seemed to be minding their own business in other rooms of the penthouse. Chris carefully followed me into the living room, quietly marveling at the crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling. My ears picked up on the front door opening. “Get down!” I whispered.
“Where am I supposed to hide? Everything is out in the open?”
“I don’t know just get down!”
Finally, I shoved him behind a white couch and sat on the arm just as a pair of leather shoes rounded the corner. A nervous smile graced my lips seeing who it was. “Y/n? What are you doing out here?” Jae asked. He looked insanely good standing in the pressed black Italian suit. It hugged his lean figure in all the right ways. 
“Uhhhh, Jae? I..uuh-..wanted some air?” I said the first thing that came to mind, instantly regretting it. I heard a groan come from Chris so I carefully kicked my leg behind me to keep him quiet.
“Miss, you have a balcony...”
“Yeah well, the air in here is better than in my room?” Come on Jae, just buy it. 
“Miss, the hallway air is exactly the same as the purified ultraviolet filtered air in your suite. Is the filter broken? Should I check on it?” 
He started advancing towards me but I pressed my hands against his chest stopping him from moving past the couch. My eye darted over to Chan who was quietly watching the whole scene from his hiding spot. “Uh..no! Umm....I just...heard you come in and....wanted to see you...” 
My voice trailed off at the last part and I looked up to see a light dust on Jae’s cheeks. “You wanted to see...me?” Jae’s voice was soft and he chuckled before looking around the room. I saw a thought flash through his mind before he backed away running a hand through his blonde hair. “Well- uh...your father forgot some papers for a deal with China and asked me to come get them.” 
I nodded and shoved my hands in my pockets. This was usually how most encounters with Jae went. Hopefully, he didn’t suspect anything. “Oh...okay. Do you know if he’s gonna be home for dinner.”
Jae shrugged and gave me a smile that screamed pity. “Sorry, I don’t know.” Jae turned around and headed for my father’s office. A few minutes later he came back out a file in hand as well as a briefcase. Jae gave me another smile sending heat to my cheeks and butterflies to my stomach as he existed the penthouse.
The second the front door closed, Chris shot up from his hiding place. “So....you like that guy or something?” He said dusting himself off. I shrugged and stood back up. A hand to my cheek told me my skin was still hot. 
“Oh...that was just Jae. I told you about him earlier.”
“Jae......?”
“Yes, Jae.” I couldn’t help the smile on my face when I said his name. Chris scoffed behind me as I grabbed the backpack I stashed. I glanced back as the two of us walked out the front door and into the hall. “What’s with the attitude?”
“Nothing. It’s just I thought you would have better taste.”
“What?”
“Please. He’s just some pretty boy with skinny chicken legs in a nice suit,” Chris took the lead, as we approached the elevator. He pressed the button for the basement and turned back to me with a smirk. “No muscle on him at all.” 
“Okay, pretty boy. Whatever you say.” Before Chris could make a retort the elevator doors opened and we entered, leaving him fuming. We rode the first two floors in silence. Then Chris opened his mouth.
“You know your little boyfriend was packin’ right?” My eyes went wide and I felt another blush rise to my cheeks. I tried to keep my stare forward. Chris chuckled at my expression.
“He’s not my.....-what do you mean- HOW WOULD YOU KNOW, YOU PERVERT?” 
Chan smirked and rolled his eyes. “No. I mean, your little chicken boy- he had a gun on him. I don’t know any personal assistant who carries that’s all.” Jae had a gun? He was with my father twenty-four seven. Maybe Dad wanted extra protection?
“So, why are we going to the basement?” I asked changing the subject.
Chris handed me a black cap from his bag. “We can’t just go out the lobby doors. Your a chaebol’s daughter. We’re gonna go out the loading dock. I’ve got some friends Itaewon that can maybe help you out.” Nodding, I put the hat on and sighed when I had to tighten it. Before the door opened Chris shoved the brim down over my face and threw an arm over my shoulder. “Pretend to talk about something that pissed you off.”
The doors opened and a couple of busboys stood in front of us. They looked the both of us up and down and then up to me when I started to speak to Chris. “So, this random girl jumps in front of me and steals my cab. Like who the hell does that? I was already late for work and I literally heard her tell the guy to take her uptown. No one works uptown!” Chris smirked and pulled me closer as we walked past the busboys. 
“That sucks, babe.” 
“I know! I was fired for being late. That freaking hag in 705 reported me for being late to clean!” Chris glanced back and then dropped his arm from my shoulder. “Good job, princess. Let’s bounce. The train for Itaewon leaves in fifteen minutes.” 
“Isn’t Itaewon....”
“Yeah. Don’t worry you’ll love it. Jisung does anyway.” 
Bang Chan’s POV
Y/n sat next to me, backpack in her lap. The boys were probably chilling at my place waiting for me so I knew where I could find them. The train doors opened and I motioned for Y/n to get off. She followed me out into the streets of Itaewon. A couple girls at the station called out to me and even to Y/n. She smiled at them, but I pulled her to my side. 
“Don’t talk to them.”
“What, why? I was just being nice.”
“Just keep walking and stay close to me. You’re practically a walking dollar sign.” She shrugged and walked closer to me. No way was I gonna let someone else scam my prize. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Y/n pull out her phone. She called out when I grabbed it.
“Hey, give that back!”
“We’ve gotta scrap it. Parents like yours are bound to have put a tracker on this.” She quieted and let me search through her phone. Sure enough, a quick search through it showed a program embedded into the software. It would take way too long to remove it. My eyes scanned the street we were on and landed on a pair of girls on the street corner. 
Y/n followed me as I walked towards them. “Hey!” Their heads turned and they stood up a little straighter. Their painted lips turned upwards into a smile. “You girls work for Yeji?” One girl nodded and crossed her arms. “Tell her I said hi. Also, here take this. Give it to one of her rookies.”
“And who should I say sent the message,” the girl with pink hair inquired, twirling a strand around her finger. The other pocketed the phone.
“Tell her Bangchan sent it.” The girl nodded and motioned the girl in the opposite direction. “Okay, princess let’s go.” Taking her arm I led her towards the burrows of Itaewon. 
“Who were those girls?” Y/n asked. I ran a hand through my hair as we walked through the streets. I was hoping Y/n didn’t look too out of place. Hopefully, Changbin would have some clothes that might fit her. He was small enough. 
“Well let’s just say Yeji provides girls to people seeking private entertainment.”
“Oh.” 
“Yeah. That’ll be fun for your mom to find.” I heard Y/n laugh behind me. “You think that’s funny?” I asked confused. She shrugged and looked around her. She seemed fascinated by everything around her. It was almost endearing. 
“I think anyone would think that’s funny.”
“Jisung is gonna looooove you.”
A few blocks later we stood in front of a two-story brick building with trees that hid most of the house, and what wasn’t hidden was fenced in by a wall. “You’re a pretty private person, aren’t you.”
“Yeah. Congratulations you are officially the fourth person to know this location.”
I opened the gate door and closed it behind us before walking up to my front door. My fingers quickly entered the key code and the security system beeped letting me know the door unlocked. “DADDY’S HOOOMMMEEE!” Someone screamed inside.
“Who the heck is that?”
“That’s Jisung. Try not to touch him. He may or may not have fleas.”
She chuckled and walked through the door. Jisung lounged across my couch and raised his arms when he saw me. “Chan! Channie! What’s up, dude? Where have you been?” I threw my backpack on the couch and motioned to Y/n behind me. 
“Got a little held up.” Jisung’s eyes went wide as Y/n rounded the corner. He stood up and brushed off what seemed to be Cheeto dust from his jeans.
“Hyung, who’s the chick with the great ass?” 
Jisung started walking towards her but I grabbed the back of his collar pulling him back in front of me. “She’s a payday.” His eyes widened and that mischievous grin lit up his eyes. 
“SHE’S GOT CAKE AND CASH!”
“Shhhhh!”
“My type of woman.”
I rolled my eyes as Jisung continued to ogle Y/n’s backside as she looked around. “Where’s Bin?” Jisung shrugged, his focus still on Y/n. “Hey! Can you not? Look she’s got a huge payday and I might split it with you.” That perked his attention.
“50/50?”
“Try 90/10.”
“60/40?”
“80/20.”
“85/15!”
I paused. “Yeah sure. I’ll split it 85/15. You drive a hard bargain.” Jisung laughed and shook my hand. His blonde hair bounced as he went over to Y/n. I climbed the stairs in search of Changbin. “Yo, Bin! You up here? I’ve got a favor I need.” 
Changbin was indeed upstairs. He was hidden behind multiple computers, typing away at lightspeed. The office door was open allowing me to see him. At my voice, he peeked out from behind the monitors and then returned behind his technological shields. “Chan I’ve done enough favors for you. Remember Gangnam?”
“Yes. I do. And that was very generous of you to help.
“No ‘ands’. No more favors.”
“1,000 bucks?”
“Sold. What am I doing?”
I laughed and sat at the edge of the desk. “YO, JISUNG! GET UP HERE!” Changbin shook his head and continued working on his previous project while Jisung took his sweet time climbing the stairs.”Can you find someone just off a first name?” I asked Bin, as Jisung walked in. 
“I can find someone off the first letter of a nickname.”
“Search for ‘Y/n’.”  I turned to Jisung. “So, what did she tell you?” He shrugged and picked up a random half made device on the desk. 
“Put it back,” Changbin said without looking away from the screen.
“Not much. She just told me you were helping her get away from her parents.” Jisung drummed his fingers on his thigh. The boy had enough energy to power half of Seoul. “So how big are we talking about?” Jisung questioned, his tongue swiping over his bottom lip. 
“Found her,” Changbin said, leaning back in his chair. “This better not be your favor.”
“Already?”
“Her name popped up in a google search along with a picture.” Jisung and I both moved to peer over Changbin’s shoulder. He was right. The screen showed a picture of Y/n in a very nice dress standing next to a very powerful looking man. A man I recognized. My eyes widened as I saw her full name listed under the photo. Y/n L/n. 
“Oh, f***...”
“What? She's loaded.” Jisung said next to me. He took the mouse and clicked on images. He scrolled through all the photos of her at high society parties. “Da**. She is one hot chick.”
“No, idiot. Look at her dad.” Turning I saw Jisung’s face pale. 
“Dude, we are so f***ing dead.”
*Later That Same Night*
Jae’s POV
I stood hands clasped in front of me as I stood off to the side in the L/n dining room. Dowoon stood next to me. We listened to the soft clink of silverware against china as Mr. L/n and Mrs. L/n ate their dinner. “Have you seen Y/n today, honey?” Mr. L/n asked his wife.
She shrugged and continued to daintily eat her food. If I knew anything about her she would be throwing it back up within the next two hours. She was obsessed with image. It made me sick how she always had to control everything. Even Y/n. 
“No. I haven’t. I was out all day. She’s probably still sulking in her room like always.” I tried to hide the frown on my face, but Mr. L/n saw it. 
“Jae. Have you seen my daughter?”
I cleared my throat and glanced at Dowoon. “Yes sir. I saw Y/n-Miss Y/n earlier this morning. She seemed a little off-put.” Mr. L/n sighed and rubbed his temples. 
“Dowoon, please go check on my daughter. I’d like to speak to her.” 
Dowoon nodded and bowed to both the lady and the boss. Without a word he left the dining room and headed down the hall to Y/n’s room. I drummed my fingers against my hand. I hoped Y/n was feeling better. She was acting a little weird this morning. I blushed thinking about what she said to me.
Feeling a tap on my shoulder I turned to see a nervous Dowoon. He leaned in to whisper to me. “Uh, hyung...she didn’t answer the door. I knocked like four times. What do I do?”
“She must still be upset or something. I’ll check on her.” 
Dowoon nodded and went back to his place watching over Mr. and Mrs. L/n. I walked across the penthouse to Y/n’s room and sighed when I saw the lights off from under the door. Gently, I wrapped my knuckles on the door and waited to hear her voice. When I didn’t, I called out for her.
“Y/n?” 
No response.
“Hey, Y/n? It’s Jae. You wanna talk?”
Nothing. Again I knocked.
“Y/n? You okay, beautiful?” 
There was no response. Something was wrong. “Hey, Y/n, I’m coming in.” My hand found the doorknob and turned. I was surprised to find it unlocked. My eyes quickly adjusted to the low light in the room. 
“Oh sh**.” 
The room was empty. She was gone. “Y/n? Please tell me your hiding somewhere, beautiful.” I started searching the room. Under the bed. In the closet (Some of her clothes were missing, but the staff did laundry today). In the bathroom. On the balcony. Then I saw it. The dumbwaiter. It was open. My heart started racing, panic starting to set in.
“Jae is everything okay-”
I turned to find Dowoon standing slack-jawed in the doorway. “She’s gone.” I rubbed the back of my neck. Mr. L/n was gonna kill me. Literally. It wasn’t official, but not only was I in charge of his safety and affairs but also Y/n’s. I can’t believe I didn’t check on her when we got back to the penthouse. This was all my fault.
“What’s that?” Dowoon pointed to the center of the room. I walked over and picked up a cheap pair of headphones from the floor. These weren’t Y/n’s. “Those aren’t hers, right? We’ve gotta tell the boss.”
I nodded, pocketing the headphones and leading my partner back into the dining room. Nervously, I walked up to Mr. L/n and whispered in his ear. “Sir.....we...can’t find her. She’s missing.” I winced, waiting for the storm.
His face reddened and he slammed down his silverware and stood up abruptly, startling the whole room. “Jae. Dowoon. My office. NOW!” Mr. L/n stormed into his study, not waiting for us to follow, which we did. Quickly.
I closed the door after us, knowing exactly what was to be discussed. As I turned around a large hand flew across my cheek, causing me to stumble into a bookcase. I touched my cheek, feeling blood. Mr. L/n adjusted his cuffs, a furious expression on his face. His ring had sliced my cheek. 
He came back with a second blow. Dowoon watched, hiding his fear. I would rather take it than him. “MY DAUGHTER WAS IN YOUR SAFETY.” He screamed, backing away from me. Mr. L/n started pacing, his hand twitching with agitation. “SHE MIGHT HAVE BEEN TAKEN BY ANOTHER KINGPIN!” 
Dowoon and I flinched at his words. “We apologize, sir.” We both bowed low. 
“Jae,” I looked up, hesitantly. “While I am furious...I trust you more than anyone else in the syndicate. If you can find her and bring her back unharmed...I will give her to you. It was in discussion already.” My eyes went wide. I knew there were plans to marry off Y/n. Mr. L/n wanted for her to marry within the syndicate so she could be protected.
“Sir, you mean-”
“Only...if you bring her back to me. I’m hoping your infatuation with my daughter drives you even more to find her. And you WILL find her.”
“Yes sir.” The blood slowly trickled down my cheek. I fought the urge to wipe it away. His eyes bore into me. Mr. L/n was one of the most dangerous men in Seoul and he loved his daughter very much. He had many enemies that wished to harm him and his family, so this job might have been near impossible. But, it was Y/n.
“I will find her.”
Y/n’s POV
Jisung raced out of the room closest to the stairs and leaned over the balcony.
“YOUR DAD IS A F***ING MOB BOSS?!?!?!”
“My dad is a what?” I asked as I watched the wide-eyed blonde boy on the staircase. Chris followed him out and started pushing him down the stairs. Another boy with dark hair, much shorter than the other two, appeared on the landing. He was seemingly unfazed by this shocking news. “What do you mean my dad is a mob boss? He’s a cabinet secretary. He works for the president.”
“I hate to break it to you princess, but that’s not all he does,” Chris said sitting down on the plush sofa in his living room. Jisung stood near me, a tentative and slightly wandering hand on my waist. I slapped it away making the silent boy chuckle. “Your dad runs one of the largest and most dangerous mob syndicates in Seoul.”
“And he doesn’t like Chan too much either.” The silent one said while scrolling through his phone. 
“Changbin, shut up will you?” Chris said throwing a pillow at him.
“I’m sorry, who is Chan?”
The other two boys looked at Chris. Jisung backed away from me and rubbed the back of his neck. Chris hung his head low and half-heartedly rose his hand. “That would be me.” I was very confused. 
“But you told me your name was Chris?”
“Yeah, that’s one of the many names I go by.” I looked to Jisung who just shrugged and gave me a nervous smile. Tension hung in the air. “I’m what some people call a hustler.”
“He’s a con artist. Quit beating around the bush.” The shorter boy, Changbin said.
Chris, or Chan, sighed. “Your dad hired me to scam a couple candidates into giving me their campaign plans. It worked. Piece of cake. But, your dad refused to pay me the agreed amount,”
“Yeah...he can be a little cheap,” I said rubbing my arm and sitting down across from him. Jisung followed like a loyal puppy, listening intently with me, even though he had probably heard this story many times before.
“Anyway, I made the not so great decision and I sort of...swindled $10k from him.”
“That’s nothing to him-”
“And a Porsche.”
“Oh......” My dad was really serious about his cars. I did remember him telling me about someone stealing one of his sports cars about two years ago. “That was you? Jae told me someone swiped it while it was in the shop.”
Chris laughed and Changbin high fived him without looking up from his phone. “Here’s the thing,” Changbin said still laser focused on his screen. “With your dad being who he is, it will be harder to get you under the radar. Your dad has eyes and ears everywhere. I’ve got to completely erase you from the system.” 
I felt a touch on my shoulder and I turned to see Jisung pulling away from me. “Were you smelling my hair?” I asked crossing my arms.
“......No...”
“Jisung can you not be a thirteen year old for a second?” Chris said rolling his eyes. Jisung scoffed and spread out on the couch, purposefully pushing his thigh against mine. He yelped when I slapped it away. “So, Changbin, how long before we can set her up with her new life?”
The boy sighed when Chan pulled away his phone, trying to see for himself what the boy was working on. “I should be able to get off the grid within the next 32 hours. Getting her new ids shouldn’t be a problem. Jisung can swipe me some templates from that guy...what’s his name?”
“Minho?”
“Yeah, him.”
“Minho is not gonna like me ‘borrowing’ his things again,” Jisung awkwardly shifted on the couch next to me. “Last time I barely made it out with my head. He threw a f***ing toaster at me.” I had to stifle my laughter with my hand. 
“Y/n, you can stay here until we get you new ids. I’ve got a house in Jeju we can set you up in after that.” Chan said pushing himself off the sofa. I watched him walk around the back of the couch before he turned back to me again. “Jisung, sleep on the couch tonight. Y/n, you’ll sleep in his room.”
“What! That’s not fair! She should sleep in your room. You’re the one who brought her here!” Jisung stood up from the couch to continue whining but Chan stopped him.
“Who’s the one who accidentally burst all the pipes in their apartment with a boomerang?”
Jisung shuffled back and forth on his heels. “....Me..”
“And who’s the one who has been letting you stay here for the past six months rent-free?” The blonde boy quieted and looked at the ceiling. “Yeah, that’s what I thought.” While the conversation seemed light hearted, I knew Chris meant business.
Changbin grabbed back his phone. “You all should sleep. Chan you’ve got that deal tomorrow and Jisung you’ll have to give Toaster Man a visit.” Jisung groaned, stuffing his face in a couch pillow. “I’ll stick around and start working on her stuff.”
Soon everyone dispersed. Jisung showed me to his room like a gentleman. Unfortunately, I had to physically push him out like a four year old. I put my backpack at the foot of the bed. I slipped under the covers and tucked my hand under the pillow only to be met with a couple crumpled up candy wrappers. I laughed and tossed them into the trash can before returning to the bed. Soon, I fell into a deep sleep. 
Jae’s POV
Eighteen hours had passed already. It took me eighteen hours to remember that her mother put a tracker in her d*** phone. Dowoon sat in the passenger seat of my car, a computer in his lap. 
“Turn left up here.”
“What the hell is she doing in Itaewon?”
“They have good fishcakes.” Turning I saw Dowoon’s innocent smile. It fell when he saw my serious expression. We drove in silence for the next few seconds. “Dang it. Now I want fishcakes.”
I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. I hadn’t slept since yesterday morning.  In the rearview mirror, I could see the beginnings of dark circles forming under my eyes. I wouldn’t rest until I found Y/n. 
“Okay, the tracker says she’s in that building over there.” I sighed and pulled the car over onto the side of the street. Dowoon and I got out and I squinted in the afternoon sun. The building ahead of us was unmarked but several women, wearing revealing clothes stood out front talking amongst each other. 
“Hey, cutie,” A girl with long red claws said, gently grabbing Dowoon’s arm as we walked past. “You got time to talk?” She twirled a strand of hair around her finger while looking at him with big doe eyes. 
“Actually I-”
“Sorry, we’re working,” I said dragging him away and through the door. 
“What’s wrong? She was being nice? We could have asked her about Y/n.”
“She was gonna give you more than that.” My eyes scanned the large room we entered. Dowoon stood next to me trying to decipher what I just said. Several girls, scantily clad, milled about. Some had men on their arm.
“I don’t get it. What else was she gonna give us?” Dowoon asked confused. I sighed and pressed forward. A girl with blonde hair walked up to me, pressing her hands against my chest.
“Looking for some fun, hot stuff?” I opened my jacket and the girl backed away seeing the gun I had stashed there. “Sh**, a simple ‘no’ would suffice.” The girl walked away and I checked my phone. The tracking program said Y/n was upstairs.
“What is Y/n doing in a place like this?” The thought sickened me. I knew for a fact she wouldn’t be here voluntarily. 
“I don’t know but these all seem like nice girls. Maybe a little cold not wearing a sweater in here. But, they seem friendly.” Dowoon was a great shot. He could shoot an apple off someone's head from an entire building away, but somehow be completely innocent in the weirdest ways.
I checked my phone seeing that the tracker led behind a closed door at the end of the hall. I pulled out my gun and motioned for Dowoon to follow me.  Pressing my ear against the door, I listened for voices in the room. I picked up the muffled sound of a female voice that sort of resembled Y/n. Nodding to Dowoon we burst through the door, guns aimed. 
The girl screamed and rolled off the bed, scrambling to find a sheet or a shirt. “Oh My- Dowoon, cover your eyes.” I blindly grasped his face trying to hide his view. I looked away giving the half naked girl who was not in fact Y/n some privacy. 
“What the f*** is going on here?” The man the girl was with asked. 
“Sir, I need to talk to this woman. Please get out before I decide to make you.” The man’s eyes widened and he quickly ran out of the room. My eyes landed on a phone on the bedside table. I picked it up and saw the case was Y/n’s.
“Hey! That’s mine!” 
I looked up to see a girl with pale pink hair. She had managed to slip on her shirt and now stood furious on the other side of the bed. “This?” I asked holding up the phone, gun still trained on her. “No, this- this is not yours.” Her body obviously tensed up under the barrel of a gun. “What’s your name?”
“Jae, can I look now or?” 
I turned to see Dowoon still with his eyes closed pointing his gun in the opposite direction. I pointed his gun in the correct direction and elbowed him. His eyes opened and he let out a nervous chuckle before he focused on the girl. 
“My name is Irene. Look, that’s my phone. It's used though. I don’t know anything about the previous owner.” I lowered the gun and put it back in its place. 
“Who gave it to you? When?”
“Yesterday. Some guy came up to me and a co-worker. Said he knew our boss, Yeji, and that the phone was a gift.” Dowoon lowered his gun and got out his phone. We would have to report back to the boss soon.
“What did he look like?” 
“What are you cops or something?” Irene said sitting on the edge of the bed. 
“No. We aren’t cops. But, we do have quite a few of the police on our payroll.” She visibly gulped, shifting uncomfortably under my stare. I was so close to finding Y/n, I could feel it. “Now tell me everything you remember about this guy.”
“I don’t know. He had brown hair. He looked like a foreigner, but he didn’t have an accent. I don’t remember his name. He was really cool looking, to be honest. Had that whole boy next door look, but you knew he was a bad guy. In a good way. Oh! He had a girl with him. I remember because she didn’t look like she was from around here and she was way out of his league.”
I listened carefully, a scowl forming on my face. Dowoon noticed my change in demeanor immediately. “You know who he is?” I nodded, turning towards the door. I was furious. Dowoon followed me out the door, eager to hear my answer.
“It’s Chan. Bang Chan. He’s got Y/n. And I’m gonna kill him.”
Y/n’s POV
This morning I woke up early. I wanted to thank the boys for helping me finally leave that hell hole. Their kitchen was useless. Chan had practically nothing stocked and what little food there was Jisung devoured. So, instead in ordered them takeout.. 
Chan was set to come back around the time it got dark. Changbin was still holed up in the Pit, that’s what Jisung called his computer room. Jisung and I had taken over Chan’s living room, takeout, and soda bottles on the coffee table as we screamed at the drama playing on the huge TV.
“NO, YOU LOVE HER DON’T PUSH HER AWAY!” Jisung said as he grabbed onto my arm. Through tears, he reached for another slice of pizza.
“JISUNG WHY ARE WE WATCHING THIS? IT’S SO SAD!” 
He shook his head next to me and wiped his tears. “Because your teenagedom was deprived of sleepovers. And I am dubbing myself your official best friend.” I cried harder not only because Jisung was my new best friend but because the lead actress was chasing her lover through the rain. Jisung and I clung onto each other and continued our rant at the screen.
“Um.....what pre-teen girl tornado blew up in my house?” Turning we saw Chan walking through the front door, a confused look on his face.
“DADDY’S HOME!”
“Jisung stop screaming in my ear!” I yelled as he jumped over the couch. I then took in Chris’s attire. He wore a white coat and he had a stethoscope draped around his neck. His dark brown hair was pushed back and parted, exposing his (as I was just noticing now) handsome features.
“Someone answer my question.”
“I was showing Y/n  what it’s like to actually have fun with people her own age.”
“Since when were you or Y/n thirteen year old girls? What’s that I smell?” Jisung slowly moved his hands behind his back. “Holy sh**. Jisung you let her paint your nails?”
“What are you talking about? Jisung painted mine than practically forced me to do his.” Jisung’s eyes went wide and he turned around and made the shushing motion towards me. “What’s with the getup?” I asked Chris, changing the subject. “You look like a doctor.”
“Oh- it’s just uh....some business I had planned before this stuff happened.” I crossed my arms coming to stand next to my new BFF. Jisung glanced at me before crossing his arms like me and listing his head and pursing his lips.
“You know you can be honest and say you were working a con.”
“Fine, princess. I was working a con. Happy?” I shrugged and patted his shoulder.
Jisung chuckled and gave Chris a thumbs up before throwing an arm around my shoulder. “I think we should all call it a night. I’m starting a new life tomorrow after all!” With that, we left Chris standing in his fake doctor's coat in the living room. 
“Are you guys gonna clean up?”
“Nope!”
A crash sent me shooting up from the bed. “What the hell?” I drowsily asked myself. Another one sent my eyes flying open like saucers. The bed shook and I practically screamed. Jisung shot up from the bed, drool on his mouth and blonde hair sticking up in all directions. 
“Jisung! What the hell? What are you doing in here?”
“The couch was lumpy. What’s going on?”
The third crash sent me rocketing out of bed. Suddenly the door burst open. I grabbed the closest thing which was the lamp on the bedside table. Chan burst through the door in sweatpants but lacking a shirt. 
“Oh- Sh**! WHAT IS WITH YOU AND LAMPS?”
“WHAT IS WITH YOU AND NOT WEARING A SHIRT?” 
“I’M SORRY IF I DIDN’T BOTHER TO PUT ON A SHIRT WHEN YOUR CHICKEN LEG BOYFRIEND IS ATTACKING MY HOUSE!”
“What? Jae is here?” I asked putting the lamp back The sound of gunshots confirmed Jae’s presence. “What is he shooting at?” I asked as I grabbed my shoes and started slipping them on.
“Wait, Jisung what are you doing here? You know what- nevermind. UH- Changbin. He’s throwing plates at your boyfriend and his monkey friend.” Chan started rummaging through the closet and throwing a bag and clothes at Jisung. “Get your stuff, princess. We’re about to make a getaway. Jisung meet us at the hideout in Gwanak. Get Bin out of here after we leave.”
“After? What about us?”
“You are gonna give us a head start,” Chan said pulling me out the door. 
“SO I’M BAIT?”
“Chan, are you gonna leave like this?” I asked, shouldering my bag. A peek over the railing revealed several men in black suits brandishing guns. Except they were clearly thugs and not agents looking for aliens. 
“I’ve got a getaway bag in the car.” He kept a strong grip on my hand and looked around him. He looked up and grabbed a metal pieced of artwork before adjusting our hands. “When I tell you to run, run. Got it? You run for the garage and don’t look back.” I nodded and he held the metal sheet in front of both of us. 
Chan pulled me down the stairs. “Hey! There he is! He’s got the girl!” The pounding sounds of gunshots rang against the metal sheet less than a foot away from my face. 
“Chan! I’m gonna kill you!” I heard the familiar voice of Jae scream. “Y/n! Come on let me take you back to your dad! Come back with me, beautiful.” If Jae really wanted me to come back with him sincerely he would tell Dad’s goons to stop SHOOTING AT CHRIS AND ME. 
“RUN, Y/N! NOW!” Chris yelled just as Jae charged him ripping away the metal sheet he was using as a shield. Following his instruction, I bolted for the garage. When I looked back I turned to see Jae land a pretty hard blow just above Chris’s eye. 
“Chris!” 
“Y/n, GO!” I sighed and burst through the garage door. That little-....There in pristine condition sat my father’s favorite lightning blue Porsche. I tossed my bag in the car and jumped in. My hands frantically searched for the keys. The sound of gunshots had my heart pounding against my chest. I found them in the glove compartment just as Chan burst through the door.
“START THE CAR!” 
“I’m going! I’m going.” 
The car started and Chan dove into the car. I opened the garage door, but it was only halfway up when the garage door opened again. I turned to see Jae and Dowoon in the doorway. Jae was bleeding from the nose and Dowoon hand a pieced of a plate in his cheek. “Y/n-GO!” 
“I can’t! The door!”
“Just GO!”
Screaming, I slammed my foot on the accelerator and the sports car shot forward, erupting through the garage door. “GET IN THE SUVs!” I heard Jae yell back into the house.
“How are Jisung and Bin gonna get out?” I asked keeping my eyes on the road, frantically looking behind me. 
“Don’t worry about them. They’ll meet us in Gwanak.” Chan reached behind him and pulled out a bag from behind the driver's seat. He slipped on a shirt he pulled out from the bag. “Woah! Wrong side of the road! Move over!” Chan screamed grabbing the wheel and steering the car onto the right side of the road. “What’s wrong with you? Do you not know how to drive?”
“NO I DON’T!” 
“YOU’RE DRIVING WITHOUT A LICENSE?”
“YOU SCAM PEOPLE FOR THOUSANDS OF DOLLARS AND YOU CARE ABOUT THIS!?” I said frantically and sporadically looking from the rearview mirror to the road ahead of me as we drove at top speed in the middle of the night. My skin went cold as I saw tow black SUVs appear behind us. “Chan...what do I do? They’re right behind us!”
He turned around and muttered a string of curse words. “Okay...um...We are gonna switch places.” Chris said turning back to me. 
“Chan we are going ninety-three miles an hour!” 
“Do you trust me?”
“.....Yes.”
“Okay, princess. On the count of three, I want you to let go of the wheel and take your foot off the pedal okay?” I nodded and got ready to do as he asked. In my peripherals, I saw Chan reach near my seat and I nervously looked behind me. “Ready, princess?” I nodded and gripped the steering wheel. “One...two...three!”
I let go of the pedal and steering wheel and Chris jerked my seat back and climbed over me. “Great job, love! You can move over to the other seat!” My heart was pounding against my chest. I was sure any second now I would fall into a panic attack. When I was safely in the passenger seat Chris pulled his seat forward and shifted the gear of the car. 
Chan did his best to shake the two tails we had on us. “Your boyfriend is seriously crazy,” Chan said shaking his head, turning down a narrow alley still going at top speeds. I gripped the door handle in fear. “He is seriously determined.”
“Again, not my boyfriend!” I said turning around to check how far away the sedans were. 
“Hold on tight, love,” Chan said, throwing his arm in front of me as we drifted into another tight alley. This time, Chris slid the car to a stop and shut off the lights and engine. “Get down, baby girl.” He said pushing my head down below the windshield. After a few seconds, we heard the SUVs race by us. Chan and I stayed down, his hand on the back of my neck and our heads inches away from each other.
“Well.....that was fun?”
Ten minutes later Chan was pulling into another dark alley. We had finally made it to Gwanak without anyone following us. “Is this the safe house? Where are Changbin and Jisung?” Chris shook his head and shut off the Porsche. 
“No. We’ve got to make a stop first. We’ve gotta go deep undercover. Your face and mine are about to be plastered everywhere.” Chan got out of the car and before I could reach for the handle he was running around the front to open the door for me. “Come on, let’s hope he’s home,” Chris said quickly ushering me to a dimly lit back door.
“Who are we talking about?”
“An old friend,” Chan said pounding on the door. He kept his hand firmly on my waist. Every few seconds he scanned the alley, making sure we were still not followed. “Hey, it’s Chan! Open up!” 
“Chris, we should keep moving. I know Jae. He’s gonna figure out where we are soon enough.”
“All the more reason to be here.” He pounded on the door again. “Dude! Come on! You owe me! Open up!” While Chan continued to yell at the door I watched the ends of the alley, hoping not to see Jae or Dowoon rounding the corner.
“I’m coming, I’m coming. F***...” A muffled voice said from behind the door. Chan stepped back from the door and took my hand, dragging me further into his side. “F***ing sh**. Chan, d*** it. It’s two a.m!” An angry voice said as it approached the door. I flinched as it flew open. A giant of a man with bright red hair and dressed in a fancy robe appeared. “What, pipsqueak?”
“BamBam. Long time no see.”
“What do you want, Chan? I was asleep-.....who’s this hottie?” The cherry headed man, BamBam, said leaning on the doorway looking me up and down. 
“This is Y/n L/n,” Chan said his hand gripping onto my hip. BamBam’s eyes went wide and he slammed the door in our faces.
“NO! NO! I AM NOT DEALING WITH L/N’S SYNDICATE. NO. CHAN YOU CAN’T MAKE ME. A FAVOR IS SUPPOSED TO BE LIKE BORROWING SUGAR. NOT BRINGING THE MOST DANGEROUS MAN IN SEOUL’S DAUGHTER TO MY DOOR!”
“BamBam you barely eat carbs let alone processed sugar.” The door opened and he stuck his head out. “Come on, Bam. We need your help. Or at least your bathroom.”
“Bathroom?” Both BamBam and I both questioned. 
“What is this place?” I asked as BamBam lead us through the first floor of the building. It was covered head to toe with clothes and hats and crazy objects. 
“It’s my personal treasure trove. Everything your man Chan uses for his little schemes most likely came from here.” BamBam said picking up a policeman’s uniform and throwing it behind another rack of clothes. The giraffe with red hair rummaged through the piles of clothes and costumes. “Here, Chan. You need this.....and Y/n.....look through these.” BamBam tossed Chan a brown bottle and handed me a container with a bunch of hair in it.
“Wigs?”
“Don’t worry. They’re all the finest synthetic hair. Bathroom is back there, you two.” He said pointing a long finger in the correct direction. I smiled and tightened my hold on the box Chris’s weird friend gave me. “Stay as long as you need. I’m going back to bed.” BamBam dragged his feet up some stairs that probably led to where he was previously sleeping.
“You wanna help me with this, princess?” Chan said holding up the brown bottle in his hand. I shrugged and followed him to the back of the building. My eyes trailed down Chan’s shoulders as we looked for BamBam’s restroom. “Ah, here we go.” Chan opened the door and let me enter first. I dropped the big box on the toilet seat and started searching through them.
I heard Chan pull a chair into the bathroom from the hall. “Why does BamBam have all these? Chan shrugged and searched something up on his phone. “There are some weird colors in here.” He laughed as I threw a neon green wig at him.
“Oh yeah. That’s perfect for you, princess.” He laughed and tossed it back. “Have you ever bleached hair before?” Chris said looking at the bottle. I laughed seeing the familiar brown bottle of hydrogen peroxide. The bottle was a familiar sight from my mother’s bathroom counter. 
“Not personally.”
“Do I just like...pour it on?”
“If you want to permanently fry your hair! We can’t damage those cute curls you’ve got.” 
Without thinking I ran my fingers through Chris’s dark brown and tangled mop. His eyes looked me up and down, a small smirk. “Cute?” He asked, poking my side. He laughed when a rosy dust fell on my cheeks. “You want to help, princess?”
Chan sat down in the chair and handed me the brown bottle which I immediately put down. I looked around and grabbed two bottles from the shower. Chan watched me struggle to get the cap open like an idiot. “You good there?”
“This plastic bottle of.....designer conditioner....is smarter than me.” Chris laughed and reached for the bottle. In less than a second, the bottle popped open for him. He laughed when I sent him a glare. “I loosened it for you.”
“Sure, baby girl. Whatever.” He leaned back in the chair and looked at the ceiling,  a genuine smile on his face. Heat flushed to my face at the new pet name. Chan seemed unfazed by it. Nervously, I turned on the sink and began washing his hair. “What’s your favorite candy?” Chan asked as I was rinsing the conditioner out of his hair. 
“Why?”
“I don’t know. I’m bored. Entertain me, princess.”
“Okay...um...I like Milkyways.”
“Milkyways? Really?” 
“You bash my candy choice, pretty boy, and I’ll make sure your hair turns orange.” He laughed, his eyes turning into crescents. Chan continued to ask me random questions while I bleached his hair. It was fun getting to know Chris...well the real Chris. “You must really be dedicated if your bleaching your hair.”
“Bleaching my hair....or dying at the hands of your boyfriend. I choose the former.”
“Again. Jae is not my boyfriend.” I said squeezing hydroperoxide into his hair. Thank goodness BamBam had gloves in a cabinet otherwise my hands would be messed up. “Jae is just Jae.” I was surprised when I didn’t feel myself smile as I said his name. 
I took off the gloves as Chan sat forward, waiting for his hair to dry. “What’s the deal with you two anyway.” He asked poking my arm. “You two were totally into each other back at the penthouse.”
“Well...I think my feelings have changed after he shot at us.”
“Well, he was mostly shooting at me.”
“Yeah...guess he was, pretty boy.” I smiled looking down at Chan. He grabbed my hand and swung it back and forth. I glanced down and then back up at him. 
“Hey...it’s gonna be okay, Y/n. I’ll take care of it.” I scoffed and rolled my eyes. He tugged on my wrist. My feet shuffled forward making me stand between his legs. Chris brushed his thumb over my hand. 
“Take care of what?” 
“Of you. I’ll make sure you get what you want.” Chan stared up at me with a look I had never seen before. It was hard to tear my eyes away from him. Like he had this hold on me. But, I felt safe with him. I felt fully myself. “We’ve got twenty minutes. Why don’t you try on some of those wigs? Put on a little fashion show for me, baby girl?” He said with a smile, leaning back in the chair, his hand still attached to my wrist. 
Chan laughed as I tried on all the crazy wigs BamBam had in the box. After his phone timer went off, I helped Chan wash his hair again. Then he let me towel dry his hair. “Woah,” I said, pulling the towel away. 
“Is it that bad?” He asked standing up and rushing to the mirror. He ran his fingers through his new blonde hair and he stared into the mirror at his locks. 
“No...you look really good.” 
He smirked and messed with the new blonde strands before turning to me with a bright smile. “You think so?” His hands rested on my waist, his thumbs grazing over the fabric of my t-shirt. There was a tension in the air. One that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. 
“Yeah, I do...” 
Hesitantly, I let my palms press against his chest. Was he going to kiss me? I could feel my stomach start to do somersaults. Chris leaned down, only barely enough for me to notice. He was. Chan was going to kiss me.
“HEY LOVEBIRDS! I NEED TO PEE!” BamBam said pounding on the door. 
The two of us burst apart, Chan scratching the back of his neck. “We should probably....- Bin and Sung are probably waiting for us.” Chris nervously grabbed my backpack and I grabbed the closest wig to me, stuffing my hair inside it. 
“Yeah totally.”
Chan opened the door for us to find a pissed off BamBam. “Can I pee now?” Chan laughed and took my hand, pulling me out into the hall. 
“Thanks for letting us hideout and stuff!” Chan called back to his friend who was already in the bathroom. Chris pulled me back out the Porsche, which was still sitting safely in the alley. Like a gentleman, Chan opened my door before sliding across the hood and getting in the driver seat.
He spared me a glance and cast a smile my way. “Short and Dark is a good look on you.” I brushed the wig’s bangs out of my eyes and blushed, turning away from Chan as he started the car and drove off into the early morning.
Jae’s POV
“F***!” I exclaimed slamming my hand on a nearby table. Stressfully, I ran a hand through my hair. Dowoon just stood off to the side, awkwardly watching our guys rummage through the house. 
“That did not go the way I expected.”
Daggers flew from my eyes. He instantly shut his mouth. “Dowoon...she was right here. I missed her. She just...slipped through my fingers.” Dowoon waved off a man who was trying to ask him a question before turning back to me.
“You know she more ran...than slipped.”
“You’re right. She did run away.” I said standing up straight once again. “She practically flew when Chan told her to run.” My eyes returned to the door I watched Y/n run out of. 
“Why do you think she ran?”
“Chan’s probably got her brainwashed or something. I wouldn’t put it passed him.” I reached for the mail that was left on the kitchen counter. “Remember I want this entire place searched!” I called out to the men. “Man, she knew I was here for her. Why didn’t she come to me?” I said tossing it onto the marble island.
“Maybe she’s just not into you dude.”
“No. That’s not it. It’s got to be Chan. He must have told her everything about her dad and then freaked her out. It’s all his fault.” Dowoon, sifted through the week-old envelops I had tossed.
“What’s this? Does this Chan guy go to university?”
“What- no?” I scoffed and leaned against the counter. “He barely has his highschool diploma.” I watched Dowoon pick up a magazine and flip it over.
“Maybe one of the guys that were here. The blonde one looked kind of young...and dumb.” Dowoon flipped through the magazine smiling at some of the pictures.
“Why do you ask?”
He shrugged and tossed it to me. I flipped through the magazine and saw it was a college-based magazine. Student made. “Well...that magazine is only sold in Gwanak. Near Seoul University.” My eyes went wide and I looked at the cover of the magazine. 
“I’ve got a call to make. We need another pair of eyes.”
“More than the thirteen guys we have now.”
“I just want her back Dowoon...” I said pulling out my phone. I scrolled through my contacts until I found the one I needed. Pressing the name, I brought the device to my ear and waited for the dial tone to end.
“Hey. It’s me. Look, I need you to find someone. This asshat took her...She’s somewhere in Gwanak, we know that.” I listened to him speak while drumming my fingers on the counter.
“Yeah. You’ll get the money when you get her and bring her safely back to me.” I pursed my lips, feeling myself getting angry as he asked his next question.
“I don’t care what happens to the guy she’s with. Just get her back.” With that, I hung up the phone.
Chan’s POV
Jogging around the blue car, I opened Y/n’s door and helped her out. She grabbed her bag and started walking towards the dark apartment building. The sun would be rising in a couple of hours. I reached for her hand and led her up the stairs to the top level. 
She laughed when we came to the door. “Another passcode? Mr. Privacy?” I smiled and shrugged my shoulders, taking her backpack for her. 
“The code is #0325.” She turned to me and smiled. 
“You trust me with the code to your safehouse?” I shrugged and tried to hide the smile on my face. I watched as her fingers touched each number gingerly on the keypad. She smiled when the bright tone notified her that the door was unlocked.
“Y/N’S HOMMMMMEE!” Jisung yelled. I heard his feet thundering down the small hall. I rolled my eyes when Jisung tackled Y/n out of my grasp, hugging her tightly. With serious eyes, he turned to me, still holding onto Y/n. “From now on, Y/n and I are inseparable! You will not drag her into messes and get her killed! She is my best friend!”
I sent Jisung a hard glare and took one step towards him making the blonde squeal, hiding behind Y/n. “Sorry, Chan. Nevermind take her she’s yours. I can see now that I clearly overstepped my boundaries.” Jisung said, words flying out of his mouth faster than I could comprehend. 
“What’s going on?” Y/n asked. I saw Changbin saunter into the hall and join us. He leaned against the wall, arms crossed, and face stoic.
“Don’t worry. Chan just wants you all to himself.” The short boy said smirking at me.
“WHAT?!” Both Y/n and I exclaimed looking from each other to Changbin. Y/n turned to me, a curious look on her face. The same one from when we first met, except this time my head didn’t hurt.
“Well...this isn’t awkward at all,” Jisung said, coming out from behind Y/n. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and puffed out his cheeks, looking around the four of us. “Hey, Y/n, lemme show you something!” He practically dragged her out from the hall and towards the bedroom. Fearing for what he did to my apartment, I followed.
“So, what is it you're showing me, Sung?” Y/n asked and Jisung guided her into my room. Wait. Sh**. My room.
“This was originally Chan hyung’s room, but I figured with a few touches you would like it better! I figured since he loves you and all he can sleep on the sofa.” They entered the room a few feet ahead of me. “It’s his turn to have back problems. Y/n gasped. I rounded the corner and my jaw dropped.
“JISUNG, WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO MY ROOM? HOW DID YOU EVEN GET ALL THIS?”
My room was plastered with posters and pictures of unicorns and rom-com movie posters. It looked like a fourteen year old girl from a Disney channel sitcom threw up their essence all over my bedroom. There were boyband posters and albums everywhere and heart shaped hangers in the closet. My clothes were in a huge black pile in the corner marked ‘Chan’s Sh**’. One wall on the far side was spray-painted pink and stuffed animals were all around the room. 
“When did you have time to do all of this? We got here two hours after you! Where did this all come from?” I said picking up a Super Junior album that was sitting on what used to be my dresser.
“You’d be surprised,” Changbin said standing in the doorway. 
I sighed and turned to Jisung. He turned to me with an innocent smile as I grabbed him by the arm and pulled him out into the hall while Y/n continued to marvel at the room. “Sung...you do understand she’s not staying right? We are just helping her get to Jeju so she can start a new life.” He stared down at the ground, fiddling with the rings on his fingers. His light blonde fell in front of his eyes as he looked back up at me.
“You don’t really want that...do you?” 
I looked into his eyes. My friend looked genuinely sad. No, that wasn’t what I wanted. Not now at least. Maybe before, but it wasn’t what I wanted now. “What I want doesn’t matter. It’s what she wants.” I said patting his shoulder. “Do you understand?”
“Yeah...of course...”
Jisung sulked back into my room, which I would be burning after Y/n went to Jeju. “Jisung! Thank you so much! I love it!” Y/n said hugging a huge stuffed toy.
“Sung, how did you even pickpocket a three foot tall stuffed rabbit and four B.A.P posters?” I asked looking at the toy Y/n was holding in her arms. I tried to suppress the thumping against my chest at the sight. 
“Chan I don’t remember asking for your opinion, but it’s called talent, okay?”
Y/n laughed and set the bunny down next to my bed. She gasped and picked up a heavy purple candle on the bedside table. “Oh, a candle! I love these! I always had candles and stuff like that in my room at home!” I saw Jisung’s face turn soft and he ran out of the room.
“HOLD ON ONE SECOND!” He screamed through the less than small apartment. He returned with a hand full of candles. 
“Oh no no no no no,” I said pushing him back out of the room. 
 “What? Y/n says she loves candles.’ Jisung said shrugging and trying to push past me and back into the bedroom, where we heard Changbin and Y/n talking. 
“Jisung I will not have candles in my house after she attacked me with one!”
“What about incense?”
“NO SMELLY THINGS!” I shivered at the thought of what Y/n could accidentally do to me with burning incense. My eyes found Y/n walking out of the room holding the lit candle, her eyes happy. 
“Chan, thank you so much for helping me and for all of this! And Jisung, I really love the candle.” With that, she went back into the room and jumped onto the bed.
Jisung turned back to me with his eyebrows raised. I crossed my arms and then looked back to Y/n sitting happily on my bed watching the candle flicker happily. I felt Jisung nudge me bringing my attention back to him. “Okay...one candle.”
“Bro, you are so whipped.”
“Shut up before I throw you off the roof with all those candles strapped to your head.”
“You wouldn’t...”
  ♛
Y/n’s POV
Chan slept in his room that night. Well, he rested. He said it would be hard to sleep with all those pop stars and animals staring at him. I had told him I wasn't tired, so I scrolled through the phone Jisung had pocketed for me. 
When the boys awoke a few hours later, I had prepared breakfast for them. This place was actually stocked with food. I gasped seeing Jisung emerge from the guest room. He had bruises on his shoulder and the strong scent of candles came from him. 
“Sung, what happened to you?” I said taking his face in my hands. He glared at Chan as he exited his bedroom and sat down at the kitchen table. 
“Ask your newly blonde boyfriend.” He said sitting in the farthest seat from Chris. 
When I turned to Chan he just gave me a sweet smile and turned back to the breakfast I had made. “This is good, princess.” He said slipping a strawberry into his mouth. I blushed and sipped on the mug of tea I had made earlier. 
“So, what’s the plan today?” I asked, setting the cup down.
Chan took a sip of the orange juice in the glass near him and looked to me. “Changbin still needs templates to get you IDs. Jisung knows where to get some, but I’m not gonna leave you here so you’ll come with us to the meeting.” I nodded and took another sip of tea.
“Sounds good.”
“We’ll leave in like...an hour?” Chan said.
 Jisung turned to me, mouth full of toast and berries. His eyes turned down and his cheeks were full, but somehow he still managed to frown with toast sticking out of his mouth. “I’m gonna need more than an hour. It’s just too good.” Jisung muttered with his mouth full.
“Fine. Y/n just go get ready, princess. Don’t forget the wig.”
The black bangs of the wig kept blowing in my face. It was about noon when we finally left Chris’s apartment. “Stay right here, princess. Jisung and I are gonna go pick up the templates.” Chan said stopping in front of one of the many stalls around us. He had taken us to a local thrifting fair. A bunch of college students milled about, helping us blend in. 
“Okay, what should I do while I wait.” 
“I know the shop owner, so they’ll let you stay at the booth.” His hand rested gently on my arm as he spoke to me over the noise of the crowd. “Just pretend you are looking for a gift.” He motioned to the wares the vendor was selling. “I’ll be back soon. If someone asks, just say you’re waiting for your boyfriend or something.” 
Chan and Jisung left and I watched them disappear into the crowd. Running my fingers through the short locks of the wig I waved to the vendor who sent me a polite smile. There was plenty to look at from the booth. The woman was selling very pretty handmade silver jewelry.
I picked up a very simple chain necklace with a small silver ring on it. I thought about how nice it would look on Chan. Maybe I had enough cash with me to get it for him?
“That’s very pretty.” A voice said behind me.
A man came to stand beside me. He had shaggy black hair and a boxy smile. His long fingers picked up the necklace and held it up to the light before gently giving it back to me. “Thank you,” I said, keeping my answer short.
“Is it for you or is it a gift?” The boy asked again.
I sighed and avoided looking at him. “Um...a gift.” He nodded and began looking at other necklaces. Every so often he would cast a look my way. 
“I’m Wonpil, by the way.” I nodded and gave him a tight-lipped smile. Why would he not go away? I put the necklace down and moved further down the table, pretending to look at other things. “What’s your name?”
“Uh...Jessica...”
I said turning back to the table. He nodded and moved down the row as well. He moved o the other side of the table to look there. However, he was clearly intent on talking to me. “So, Jessica...are you here by yourself, or are you with friends?” I nervously laughed and looked in the direction Chris left.
“I’m here with my boyfriend. I’m waiting for him to come back.” 
Wonpil gave me a kind smile and went back to looking at jewelry. I glanced up at the boy. There was something off about him. He was just barely too old to be a university student. Maybe he just lived near here?
“So, is it a gift for him?” I nodded, then turned my attention to the box of rings near the middle of the table. “What’s his name?” Should I give Chris’s name? No. That would be a bad idea. I don’t want him to get hurt.
“His name is Chanyoung.”
Wonpil nodded and continued pursuing the wares and jewelry. Come one, Chris. Where are you? “Has he been gone long? You seem nervous.” I laughed and shook my head.
“He and our friend just went to go pick up something. He’ll be back...any minute now.”
“I’ll wait with you if you’d like?” Wonpil suggested, that kind smile on his face. He came around my side of the table and placed a hand on my shoulder. I shook my head and backed away.
“I’m fine, really-”
“Hey, baby girl! Sorry to keep you waiting.” I felt a strong arm wrap around my waist and lips press against my cheek. I turned to see Chan with a cool and composed smile on his face. “We didn’t mean to be gone for so long.” His hand came up to my cheek and he pressed his lips against mine like he had done it thousands of times before.
Not wanting to break the charade I closed my eyes and let him kiss me. Chan pulled away and pecked my lips once more before Jisung coughed and gently kicked him. “Oh- sorry. I’m her boyfriend. Who are you?” Chan said holding out his hand to shake.
“Oh, you're Chanyoung. I’m Wonpil.” They shook hands and I could see Chan’s face sour for just a second. His eyes glanced at me and then doubled back. 
“Oh, baby, you’ve got a bug on you!” 
“I’ll get it!” Jisung shouted, eyeing my shoulder. He swatted the bug away, grabbing it in his fist. I looked at the two boys wondering what was going on. “Hey, we’ve got lunch plans so we should go soon,” Jisung said, sticking his hands in his pockets.
“Did you get what you needed to get, baby?” I asked, palms pressing against Chan’s chest. His grip was still firm around my waist, keeping me as close as possible.
“Yeah! Let’s go get lunch, baby girl.” Chan said kissing me again. “It was nice to meet you Wonpil,” Chris said waving goodbye before steering me in the opposite direction of the booth. Jisung followed us and sped up to keep our pace. “Y/n, who was that guy?”
I shrugged and looked back. Wonpil was no longer at the booth. “I have no clue.” Chan shook his head and gripped my side tighter. 
“He’s gotta know who you are.” The three of us walked through the streets of the thrift fair quickly hoping to evade whoever it was Wonpil actually turned out to be. “He actually planted a bug on you. That’s why Jisung and I freaked out.” I shivered. My feeling about Wonpil had been right. We walked a little further before Jisung spoke up again.
“So...like, can we actually get lunch though?”
The little bell rang as the three of us entered a little sushi shop Jisung knew about. “Jisung didn’t you have sushi like four days ago?” He shrugged and led us to a secluded booth in the back. A few waitresses waved at him as we passed by.
“Chan, you can never have too much sushi. Plus I get discounts here.” 
“How do you get discounts?” I asked.
“Used to date the owner’s daughter. She dumped me. He still liked me so... free sushi.”
I nodded, still not quite understanding as I slid into the booth. Chan scooted in next to me, his leg just barely touching mine. My hands reached for the menu, but Jisung quickly whisked them away. “Nope. I’m ordering for us.” Chan laughed and pressed his hands to his temples. The waitress came by and Jisung ordered practically everything on the menu and sake.
“Jisung that is a lot of food.”
“I’m a lot of hungry.”
“That doesn’t make any sense,” Chan said throwing his arm over the back of the booth. Jisung shrugged and started blowing bubbles in his water with the straw. “You are such a child,” Chris said laughing.
“Speaking of, I need to pee,” Jisung announced. I grounded and shoved my face into my hands. Jisung hopped out of the booth and shuffled to the restroom. That left me and Chris...alone.
“So...”
“So...”
We looked at each other and burst out laughing. “You kissed me,” Chan nodded and looked away. I was surprised to see a dark blush on Chan’s ears. “Thank you. For saving me from whoever that guy was.” Chan shrugged, a shy smile lighting up his face. His fingers tapped against the booth. 
“My pleasure.”
“Your pleasure saving me, or your pleasure kissing me.”
“Would you be mad if I said both?” 
It was my turn to blush and look away. My fingers locked onto the cold glass filled with water and I took a heavy sip, before turning back to Chris. “Not...entirely,” I said unable to keep the smile from leaking onto my lips. Chris looked around the restaurant before looking back at me.
“Would you be mad if I did it again?”
“Not entirely,” I said, a smirk flirting its way onto the corner of my mouth. 
I felt Chan’s other hand reach for min under the table, making me smile. “If I kiss you, you promise you won’t whack me with like a lamp or something right?” I laughed and rubbed my thumb across his hand. He smiled when I shook my head ‘yes’. Slowly he leaned closer until he was only a breath away. 
“You gonna make me wait for it, pretty boy, or what?” 
He let out a soft breathy laugh before connecting his lips to mine. He tasted like the strawberries from this morning; sweet and decadent. Chris deepened the kiss and laced his fingers with mine. My heart pounded against my chest as his lips ghosted over mine. He pulled away just long enough to smile before coming back for more. It felt like Chan and I were the only two people in the world.
“WHY THE F*** ARE YOU KISSING MY BESTFRIEND?!”
I heard a loud clang and several shouts and pulled away to see Chris grasping the back of his head and Jisung standing there holding a waitress’s tray. “What the hell man?” Chan exclaimed.
“STOP! KISSING! Y/N!” Jisung said, whacking Chris each time.
“Jisung! Chill out! I wanted him to!” I said to the tray maniac in front of me. “It’s okay! I wanted him to kiss me.” Jisung slowly lowered the tray, giving Chris a wary eye. Chan rubbed the back of his head and I cupped his face checking to see if anything was bleeding.
“Okay...fine. Sorry. I got a tad bit overprotective.” Jisung said completely lowering the tray and sitting back down. “Oh- here this is yours.” He said handing the metal tray to the confused waitress. “Don’t worry, I’ll leave a big tip!” Jisung said with an innocent smile as if nothing ever happened.
Nervously, the waitress walked away to get our food. Now, safe from Jisung’s wrath, Chris gently reached for my hand under the table. I smiled feeling his thumb gently rub circles on my skin.
“Jisung, don’t you think that was a little overkill?” Chan asked as the waitresses set down mountains of sushi in front of us. He shook his head and dived into the flavorful bites.
“Not at all. A psychic once told me my spirit animal was a vicious chihuahua.”
“I can attest to that,” Chris said before placing a roll onto my plate. I smiled at him and ate the piece. “Okay, let’s eat and get out of here.” We all nodded and ate quickly, enjoying every bite.
“I don’t know if they’ll let me back in here,” Jisung said after we paid the bill.
The three of us rode back to the safe house in the Porsche, Jisung sat with his legs squished to his chest in the back. When we got out Chan punched in the code and we all spilled across the living room in food comas.
“What happened to you guys?” Changbin said wandering into the living room.
“Sushi coma,” I said laying across Chan’s lap. Changbin nodded as if completely understanding. I looked over to see Jisung lying face down on the sofa, his butt sticking up in the air. 
“Did you guys get the templates?”
Without speaking Jisung started rummaging around his pocket until he pulled out what looked like a blank passport and ID card and raised it in the air. His head was still thoroughly buried in the cushions.
“Great. I should have these done in like...four hours. Then you can start your new life.” Bin said checking the templates. I watched him leave the room before staring back up at the ceiling. My fingers tucked under the hairline of the wig and I pulled it and the wig cap off my head. 
“I like your natural hair better than that old thing,” Chan stated, pulling the hair tie from my updo. He ran his fingers through my hair, shaking it loose as I stared up at him. “You better not change it too much once you get to Jeju.” I laughed and tossed the wig onto the coffee table. 
“Y/n, do you really have to go?” Jisung whined. He had turned his face just enough so he could speak without sounding like he had cotton balls in his mouth. “I’m going to miss my new best friend so much!” 
“I don’t think it’s safe for you all here. The longer I’m with you the more Jae is going to come after me.” 
Jisung sighed and put his butt down, fully laying on the couch. Chan and Jisung eventually fell asleep in their places, but I stayed awake thinking about what was to come. I was less excited about leaving Seoul than I was before. Jisung was in Seoul. Changbin was in Seoul. Chan was in Seoul. I would be in Jeju. All by myself.
I felt like they were my family now. Chan stirred in his sleep, his fingers twitching on top of my stomach. Gently, I traced light patterns on the back of his hand. “Did you not sleep?” He asked drowsily, lifting his head.
“No.”
“Thinking about Jeju?” I nodded and played with his fingers. It was easy to tell I was nervous. “You know, Yn,” He whispered, wrapping his hand around mine. “I could always stay with you the first couple of days. Just to make sure everything is alright of course.” Chan shrugged, but couldn’t stop the little smile edging itself onto the corner of his mouth.
“Oh, of course. Just to make sure everything is alright.”
“Yeah, just for that.” 
I laughed, keeping it quiet hoping not to wake Jisung. “Oh, I have something to give you. Actually two things.” I said, getting up from the couch. Chan watched me bring my backpack from his bedroom and sit back down next to him. He waited patiently as I dug through the bag. “Here is the first,” I said. Chan’s eyes widened when I pulled out the diamond necklace.
“But, I haven’t gotten you to Jeju yet?” I shrugged, placing it in his hands. 
“You’ve already been through so much for me.” He looked from me to the jewels in his hands. He gently placed it on the coffee table, before pulling me close and kissing my cheek. “And... the second thing. Hold on.” I tried to hold back my grin as I pulled the silver chain out of my pocket.
“Where in the world did you get this?” Chan said, as I delicately placed the necklace in his hand.
“Jisung may have taught me a few things. It’s from the booth you left me at.” He laughed and looked at the simple piece of jewelry. “It’s nothing much. I just saw it and thought of you. It can be something to remember me by.”
“Baby girl it will be near impossible to forget you.” I smiled as he traced his finger along my jaw, bringing me closer. His lips brushed over mine, sending butterflies into wild flight patterns in my stomach.
Chan pulled away, a soft smile lighting up his eyes. I watched as he draped the necklace over his neck. “Would you really come with me to Jeju?” He nodded, his grin growing as I cupped his cheek.
“Guys get a room. Some of us are trying to take a nap!” Jisung said throwing a cushion at us.
I looked at the passport and ID in my lap. Changbin had done an incredible job. These looked immaculate. My fingers brushed over my imprinted picture. “You take a pretty good photo,” Chan said, glancing over at me with a smile. 
He sat beside me in the driver’s seat of the Porsche, watching the road. “I’m sure you do too.” Chan shook his head, checking the rearview mirror.
“Nah. No pictures. Part of my job description.” 
“You don’t have any pictures of yourself?” I laughed bewildered, as he shook his head. Chan shrugged, pulling into the line for cars to board the ferry. “How far away are we?” Chris let out a hefty sigh, dropping his hands from the steering wheel as we inched forward closer to the boat. His fingers reached over and held onto mine.
“Um...I’d say about forty-five minutes on the boat and another twenty to get to the house.” Chan leaned his head against the seat, rubbing his thumb over the back of my hand. “You’re almost there, Y/n.” I turned in my seat, leaning against the headrest.
“Thank you, Chris. For everything.” The blonde shrugged it off, a shy smile spreading to his cheeks. Soon we made it onto the boat. Chan parked the Porsche near the bow of the ferry. With both our stomachs rumbling, Chan went up to the top deck before bringing us back down cheap slices of pizza.
The radio played softly while Chan and I laughed and ate the subpar pizza in his car. I giggled when Chris took one of the crusts from my plate and stuffed it in his mouth. “Don’t steal my food!” 
“Can I steal something else then?” Chris said turning to the setting sun.
“If you’re gonna say something cheesy like my heart, I’ll toss you over the railing.”
He laughed, taking my hand again. “Fine, I won’t.” I played with the silver bands and rings around his fingers. It felt so normal to be with Chris. Everything about him felt...good. Wonderful. “Please let me finish! Y/n I haven’t been cheesy in so long.” He almost whined, bringing our hands up to his forehead. 
“Fine...” I groaned though a smile was still creeping its way onto my face. “What are you going to steal then?” I said cringing and closing my eyes. They opened when I felt his hand on my jaw.
“First I was thinking, a kiss...” His lips ghosted over mine, leaving a lasting sensation when he pulled away. “Then maybe another...” His lips pressed against mine again, his thumb running over the back of my hand. His forehead rested against mine. “Why don’t you just give me your heart?” He whispered,
“Why should I do that, pretty boy?” 
He smiled, glancing at the sunset before his eyes looked back into my own. “Because you already have mine.” My teeth dragged across my bottom lip, desperately trying to hide the grin I was threatening to give him. Tilting my head, I pressed a kiss to his cheek and then again on his jaw. 
“Do I really now?” Chan nodded his head softly. His eyes twinkling in the setting sun. “Well, that was fast,” I whispered before leaning forward and kissing him.
The sun was almost gone from the sky when we pulled up to the house in Jeju. I was surprised to find it right on the beach. The house was lined with huge windows on every side facing the ocean. “Chan, you can’t be serious right? This is yours?” 
I watched him come around to my side of the Porsche. “Nope. It’s not mine.” He said wrapping his arms around me from behind. He smelled like cinnamon. His long fingers wrapped around mine before pressing something into my palm. “It’s yours, baby girl.”
Opening my hand, I saw a set of keys. “Chan this house...it must have cost a small fortune. I can’t take this from you.” He shrugged, kissing my shoulder. 
“I’ve got the one in Itaewon. The apartment in Gwanak. And maybe...a small place in Bora Bora.”
“Excuse me?” 
“Come on! Let’s go inside and see your new house!” Chan said dragging me inside. I laughed and let him pull me inside. He showed me every inch of the house. It was bright and open and gorgeous. I covered my mouth as Chan led me out into the sunroom. The walls were entirely windows and stairs to the right led down to the waterfront. “You like it?” Chan asked.
I turned to see him standing in the doorway holding a bottle and two glasses. “What is this?” I asked with a laugh. He smiled and sat on the day bed on the porch. 
“This,” He said popping the bottle open. “This is your housewarming party.” I watched with a smile as he poured me a glass of champagne. His fingers brushed against mine as I took the flute. “I know it’s not the parties you’re used to.”
I took a small sip of the bubbly drink and smiled. “Are you kidding?” I said, standing between Chan’s legs and looking down at him as he poured his own glass and took a drink. “This is the best party I’ve ever been to.”
The waves crashed on the beach behind us. A cool breeze blew through some of the opened windows, but I felt warm near Chan, his hands around my waist. “You’re just saying that cause I’m here,” Chan whispered.
“So what if I am. It’s the truth.” I said running a hand through his hair. 
“Come here, baby.” He whispered, pulling me down onto his lap. I took another sip from the champagne, before reaching across Chan and setting it on a table. “F***, you’re beautiful.” He whispered, pushing a piece of hair away from my face. I smiled, draping my arms around his neck. 
“You keep saying things like that and I’m going to have to keep you here with me.” 
“Do you see me leaving?” 
He smiled when my fingers carded through his blonde locks. His arms wrapped tightly around me, pulling him closer to me than I thought possible. My lips reached down for his desperate for even more of his touch. 
I felt a cool breeze on my back as Chan’s hands pushed up the hem of my shirt. I shivered feeling his hands on my bare skin. His lips attacked mine as if I was the only thing in this world keeping him alive. I let my fingers drag down his chest. He smiled against me, feeling me play with the hem of his shirt.
His teeth dragged over my bottom lip giving me goosebumps. My hands traveled under his shirt. I was surprised to feel so much muscle under my hands as they rested on his stomach. Chan smirked before he turned his attention to my neck. 
Having had enough of the barrier between myself and Chan I tugged his shirt off, holding onto him tightly as he marked my neck. “Chan...” I whispered, bringing my lips back to his. 
“Sh**,” 
Chan let out a content sigh and pushed me down onto the cushion of the day bed. “How about...we move this somewhere...you know....not outside?” I said between heated kisses from the man above me. He nodded before kissing down my jaw. “Chan, did you hear me?” I asked the breath leaving my chest feeling his teeth graze my skin.
“Sorry...I got a little distracted,” Chan admitted with a smile. I laughed feeling Chan pick me up. “Into your house, we go!” I laughed as he carried me in his arms through the dark living room and down the hall. The master bedroom was full of moonlight from the huge windows on the far wall. I screeched as Chris tossed me onto the big bed. 
“CHAN!” 
He laughed and jumped onto the bed. I smiled as his lips rejoined with mine. His body fit perfectly into all the curves of my own. I sighed against his lips feeling his hips press down against mine. I tangled my fingers in his hair pulling on the blonde locks. 
I watched the moon glisten over the ocean before my eyes closed, the only thing on my lips the name of the man with me.
Jae’s POV
My fingers drummed against the wood of the desk. Not my desk. No. I didn’t get a desk. This was the desk of an old friend. A friend who was late to meet with Dowoon and me. “Wasn’t he supposed to be here an hour ago?” Dowoon said, messing with some of the books on a shelf. 
I kept my feet propped up on the desk and my stare focused on the door. To keep myself busy I had been disassembling and reassembling my firearm and timing myself. “Don’t worry. He owes me more than one favor.” I said slamming the gun down on the desk.
The door creaked open and both our eyes shot to the door. “Woah! You guys scared me. Jae, you look like the f***ing Grim Reaper himself.”
“I will be if I don’t find her. Then, believe me, Wonpil, if I don’t find her and kill that bastard; then there will be too many souls for the gates of heaven to hold.” In the corner of my eye, I saw Dowoon shiver.
“Dude.....that’s creepy,” Wonpil said, tossing a folder onto his desk.
“Jae just really loves Y/n,” Dowoon said with a dopey smile.
I rolled my eyes and picked the gun up off the desk. “What did you find?” Wonpil stat on the edge of the table, casting me a side glance. Dowoon picked up the file my friend entered with.
“I planted a bug on her, but one of the dudes with her snagged it.” Wonpil got up and shooed me from his chair. Reluctantly I complied. He stuck a flash drive from his pocket into his computer. 
“The guy who took the bug- dark hair, foreign-looking?” I asked.
“No.” He said opening up a program. “Both of the guys with her were blonde. She also went by a different name. She called herself Jessica.” I sighed, rubbing my temples. Chan had definitely gotten in her head.
“Sh**.”
“You’re really not gonna like this. One of the guys she was with- she called him her boyfriend. Not gonna lie, she looked happy.” Everyone jumped when my fist slammed into the nearest wall.
Taking a few deep breaths, I calmed myself down and waited for Wonpil to access whatever file he wanted to show me. “The bug should still be going, though.” With a few clicks, Wonpil started playing a live feed.
The sound of two male voices filled the office. “Dude...I’m gonna miss Y/n so much!!” One yelled. Wonpil sighed.
“That’s one of the guys she was with. Not her boyfriend, the other one.” Wonpil stated.
“Don’t worry, Sung. Chan will be back from Jeju any day now. He just went with her to make sure she settled in alright.” I pushed myself off the wall I was leaning in. She was in Jeju. With Chan. I was fuming. 
“Are you sure she was taken?” Wonpil asked. “Because it sounds to me like she was paying these guys to take her.” Dowoon laughed and poked Wonpil’s shoulder.
“No way. Y/n loved her life in the penthouse.” 
Wonpil shrugged and continued to listen to the live feed. “Do you even know where is place is in Jeju?” The rougher voice asked. The one called ‘Sung’ laughed. 
“Of course not. That was Chan’s special place. He never took anyone there.”
“And he’s just giving it to her?”
I sighed rubbing my eyes. “Okay, can you track this thing?” I asked looking over Wonpil’s shoulder. He nodded and tapped away on the keyboard. Impatiently I waited to see where these little sh**s were hiding.
“Looks like the bug is in an apartment complex near Seoul University,” Wonpil said pointing at the screen. I nodded to Dowoon, who took the file from earlier and stuffed it in his jacket.
“Thanks, Wonpil. We’ve got some business to take care of.”
Y/n’s POV
Three days had passed. Three incredible, wonderful, magical days. All spent with Chan. Spent drinking wine on the beach, spent making homemade dinners in the amazing kitchen, spent in bed where Chris whispered sweet nothings into my ear as I fell asleep.
I opened my eyes to be greeted with the morning light seeping in through the large windows of my bedroom. I sat up in bed watching the waves crash against the sand. This was my life now, I thought a sleepy smile spreading across my face.
I looked beside me to see Chan missing from his side of the bed. “Chan?” I called out. Maybe he was in the kitchen. “Babe?” My bare feet pressed against the cool wood floor and I grabbed Chan’s black shirt from off the floor. The fabric brushed against my thighs as I walked into the kitchen.
“Chris?”
“Out here, baby girl,”  I followed Chan’s voice out into the sunroom. He sat on the day bed most of the windows cracked open and the doors were propped letting the warm morning breeze flow through the room. His blonde hair blew slightly in the wind. “Hi, baby.” He said setting down a coffee mug.
“What are you drinking?” I said crawling over him and nuzzling into his side. 
“Tea. You want some?” 
I shrugged feeling his arm wrap around me. “I’ll get some later.” I closed my eyes and enjoyed being next to him. He sighed as I ran my fingers up and down his chest softly. 
“Is that my shirt?” 
“Maybe...”
“It looks good on you.” He whispered, placing a kiss on the top of my head. I draped my leg over his and rested my head on his chest. “Did you sleep well?” His arm wrapped tightly around my back, rubbing my side. I nodded and looked up at him.
“What were you doing out here?”
“I was trying to get in touch with the boys,” Chan said pulling out his phone. “Jisung isn’t answering my calls, which isn’t far from normal.” He sighed and scrolled through various text messages. “But, neither is Changbin.” His brows furrowed and he placed his phone next to the mug.
“Do you need to leave early? To check on them.”
“You couldn’t rid of me if you tried.” 
I laughed looking up at him. “You keep saying things like that, but how do I know you’ll actually do it?” He scoffed and sat up. I scooched upward so I could still lay on his chest. 
“You see that out there,” Chan said pointing out into the ocean. “That whatever is out there.” He smiled, looking down at me before he turned back to the sea. “Japan, the Philipines, whatever is in that direction. I would swim there and back if you asked me to, without hesitation.”
“You don’t know what’s in that direction?” I said with a laugh.
“Y/n you are missing my point!” Chan said chuckling.
“No, I get it. I was just teasing you, Chris.” Leaning up I pressed my lips to his. Chan smiled and pulled me fully on top of him. His fingers tangled themselves in my hair. I felt his heartbeat going crazy against my hand. “I don’t think I’ve ever been happier than I am now,” I whispered against his lips.
“You make me happy,” Chan whispered, looking up at me. “I swear if you tell the boys I ever said something like that I’ll be so embarrassed.” I giggled watching him cover his face, hiding the blush growing on his cheeks.
“Don’t worry, I wo-”
I was cut off by a crash coming from inside the house. Both our heads shot towards the sound. “Did you leave something on the edge of the counter?” Chan asked staring at the door leading back into the house. His grip on my waist tightened when I shook my head.
“No...Chan, what’s going on?”
The door burst open and I screamed seeing Dowoon aiming his gun at the both of us. “Jae they are out here!” He called back into the house. 
“Dowoon!” I screeched, pulling down Chan’s shirt further over my legs. Before I could say anything else, Dowoon grabbed Chan roughly by the arm and pulled him away and into the house. “Let him go! Dowoon!” I screamed and pounded on the man’s back. 
My eyes widened as he threw Chan down onto the floor in the living room. Right at the feet of Park Jae. The man who used to make my heart skip a beat. Now I was furious. “Chan!” I screamed, holding onto him. 
“I’m fine, just stay behind me.” He whispered to me, getting up. Chan stood tall, though his height was no match for the whopping half a foot Jae had on him. I did as Chan told me, sending a glare at Jae from behind Chris, my fingers holding tightly onto his arm.
“Really, Y/n. You’re with this guy!?” Jae screamed pointing his gun at Chan. “What about us?” Jae said quieting down. He looked genuinely hurt. 
“Jae it wouldn’t have worked...” Chan laced his fingers with mine, still keeping his eyes on Jae and Dowoon. 
“Look, Jae...I remember you from a couple years ago. This isn’t you. Let’s put the gun down and handle this like men.” Chan said with a calm tone. Jae scoffed. 
“Fine.” Jae tossed his gun to Dowoon and nodded to him. “Let’s settle this like men.” I heard the sound of his fist making contact with Chan’s face before I saw it. Chan reacted immediately pushing Jae off him before landing a punch of his own. 
My eyes widened when I heard the front door opened. During the scuffle, Dowoon had exited and was now dragging in two men. “HEY MAN WATCH IT! I bruise easily.” I would know that voice anywhere.
“Jisung?” His blonde head turned to me eyes wide.
“Y/n! Y/n, save me from this Mad Monkey Man!” 
“CHAN STOP! They have Ji and Bin!” Chan’s eyes widened and he looked up to see his friends being held by Dowoon. I pulled him off of Jae, who stood up and dusted off his suit. He smirked seeing our reaction to the boys. Jae shrugged off his jacket and turned to our friends. Even Bin looked a little scared. “Jae, leave them out of this.” 
“I can’t do that Y/n. I know for a fact...this one,” He said grabbing the back of Jisung’s hair and lifting up his head. “Was seen helping you make a getaway in Gwanak and he was at the house in Itaewon.” Jisung struggled against Jae’s grip. “Gave Dowoon quite the scar on his cheek.” I turned to see in fact Dowoon had a fresh scar on his left cheek.
I let out a short scream as Jae’s fist flew across Jisung’s face. My friend glared up at him and spat on the floor, a dark red substance falling from his lips. “don’t hurt him.” Jae’s eyes widened and a surprised smile spread over his face.
“Well, seems both men have got you wrapped around their finger, Y/n.” He said taking Jisung’s face in his hand. “The question is,” He said turned to me and reaching behind him. “Which one matters more to you?” Jae pulled out another gun and aimed it at Chan. Dowoon pulled his out as well and pressed it against Ji’s temple. 
In the corner of my eye, I saw Chan’s hand move behind him and reach into the lampshade. When his hand reappeared he was grasping a gun. I held onto his arm and shook my head ‘no’. Chan watched as I stepped between him and the barrel of the gun. 
Jae scoffed. “You’ve got her brainwashed pretty well, don’t you?” I scowled and stood still staring down the barrel of the gun. I knew he wouldn’t fire if I was standing between him and his target. “You probably tried to take advantage of her. Luckily she’s not dumb enough to fall for that sort of f***ing scam.” 
I heard Chan scoff behind me and I shot him a look. He ignored it, however, stepping forward. “Really?” He asked with a smile, listing his head. “From what I remember...she came on to me.” I could see Jae getting angrier and angrier. “Man, you should have been here the past few days. Things were pretty crazy,” Chan said with a smirk.
“D**MMMMMM BRO! THAT’S COLD!” Jisung laughed. Another punch from Jae silenced him.
“You’ve got a right to be jealous,” Chan said, grasping my hand. That was the last straw. Jae launched at Chan, taking him to the flower. Dowoon, thoroughly confused as to what was going on, dropped Changbin and Jisung. Bin ran over near me, wanting to be as far away from Dowoon as possible. Jisung on the other hand stayed over there, enthralled by the fight.
“YES. STEAL HIS GIRL CHAN! SHOW HIM WHO’S BOSS!”
“Jisung, dude, she wasn’t his in the first place,” Bin said narrowing his eyes at our friend. Jisung looked from me and then back to the fight.
“.......KICK HIS ASS, HYUNG!” 
Both boys rolled around on the floor throwing punches and wrestling for dominance. “Stop it!” I screamed pulling on Jae’s shirt. “Stop!” They kept on fighting, not hearing me over Jisung’s trash talk to Jae and his cheers fro Chan. “That’s it.” 
My eyes scanned the room for something relatively heavy. I raced over to the end table and grabbed the purple object before slamming it against the back of Jae’s head. “ENOUGH!” I screamed. All the boys stopped what they were doing and stared at me, eyes wide with fear.
“Chan you were right....what is with your girlfriend and candles...” Jisung whispered to his friend who lay at his feet. Chan looked up and then let his head drop to the floor. I looked to see a Black Cherry Merlot candle in my hand, the lavender tinted glass cracked from the impact of Jae’s cranium. 
Jae rolled off of Chan and held the back of his head. “Enough. Stop this madness. I have had it up to here with you all.” Dowoon flinched at my yelling and I almost felt bad. Jisung helped Chan up from the floor and I dragged Jae by his ear to the kitchen. 
“Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow...” He whined all the way.
“Shut up and listen okay?” Jae nodded and silently watched me grab a bag of frozen peas from the freezer. “I’m not going back with you,” His eyes saddened and he opened his mouth to say something but I stopped him. “I left on purpose. I hated it there. I wasn’t living my own life. I felt like I was locked up in a prison.” 
Jae nodded and pressed the vegetable bag to the back of his head. “So, you really love him?” He looked broken. I still loved Jae, very much. But, not in the way that I used to. His head fell when I nodded. “Your dad is going to kill me, you do know that right?” There was a tiny laugh in his voice, but the words were more true than I would have liked to believe.
“Give me your phone.” 
He passed me his phone and I scrolled through the contacts until I found my father. I waited, arms crossed for him to pick up. “Jae! Have you found my baby girl?” My father’s voice exclaimed through the phone.
“Hi, daddy!” I said, looking around the mess of my new house. Changbin was helping Chan and Jisung was having a sort of staring contest with Dowoon. He flinched away when Dowoon uncrossed his arms. I tried not to laugh.
“Y/n! My darling! Please tell me you are coming home.”
“Daddy, I love you,” I started. He went quiet hearing those words. 
“You aren’t coming home are you?” I shook my head before telling him what he didn’t want to hear. I told him all about my deal with Chan and how he kept me safe until he got me to Jeju. I told him about how I never expected to fall in love with someone like him, but it happened. 
“I’m happy, Dad.” I heard a slow sigh on the other end of the call. I could just picture my father rubbing his temples in his study. 
“If you are happy and you are safe... then I trust you.” I smiled hearing those words. I wanted to jump and scream and sing all around the house. I wanted to run into the ocean and bask in the sunlight. “Please promise me, that you will come visit us.” 
I agreed and told him I loved him before hanging up the phone and giving it back to Jae. “Would you and Dowoon like to stay for lunch? Chan and I were going to grill some shrimp and other stuff.” Jae seemed shocked by the offer. 
“That would be nice.” I smiled and patted his shoulder. 
“The bathroom is just down the hall, but I’m sure Jisung would also like to clean up his face...so I would run.” He gave me a confused look. “He is a strong supporter of ‘dibs’. So, I would run before he calls it.” Jae nodded and turned to leave. 
My hand on his wrist stopped him. “Jae, I’m really sorry. About us. About everything.” He gave me a tight-lipped smile and placed a hand on my shoulder. 
“It’s okay. As long as you're happy with...Chan...then I am happy for you.” 
I smiled and reached up to give him a hug. “Now go before Jisung calls dibs.” He smiled and walked down the hall, breaking into a sprint when he saw Jisung was doing the same. 
Chan and I watched from the sunroom as Jisung and Changbin pushed each other around on the beach. Jae and Dowoon had left after lunch. Now the sun was setting and Chan was grilling up some more food while I sat and talked to him. I laughed watching Changbin throttle Jisung into the ocean.
“How into this are you?” Chan asked flipping some vegetables over on the grill. I gave him a lopsided grin and stood from the daybed. I wrapped my arms around his waist feeling the muscles beneath his tank top.
“Into what? This? Us?” He nodded. I pretended to think about it, making him smile. I let my lips trail down his shoulder. “Very.”
“You’re saying that you want to be my partner in crime?” I rose a brow and he gave me a nervous laugh. “Okay, semi-legal partner in crime.” I laughed and kissed his shoulder again. 
“Let’s start with ‘girlfriend’ before I break the law with you.” He smiled and closed the grill. 
A scream called our attention back to the beach. I was relieved to just see Jisung running away from Changbin. Unfortunately, Jisung wasn’t fast enough and Changbin had his hands around his shoulders, shoving Ji down under the waves.
“I’m friends with literal children.”
 “Yes, yes you are.” He leaned down and pressed a heated kiss onto my lips. I was seriously falling in love with this man. “What do you want to do now, handsome?” I smirked seeing him roll his eyes, but a rosy blush tinted his ears. 
“I don’t know,” He shrugged.
“Something good? Something bad?” I played with the ends of his hair before kissing the corner of his lips. “Bit of both? Whatever you want, pretty boy.” Chan sighed and wrapped his arms around my waist. His eyes turned to the sunset, twinkling in the light. 
“Bit of both then.” He said with a smirk, leaning in for another kiss.
Requests are open my lovelies! Just send an ask!
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mjsakurea · 3 years ago
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I was tagged by @zelkam to answer this tag game, thank you!
4 songs I’ve had on repeat lately:
Just Breathe by Sky-Hi ft 3RACHA of Stray Kids
ラリーラリー (Rally, Rally) by MAISONdes ft Pii & meiyo
見て呉れ (Mitekure) by Kiro Akiyama
花鳥風月 (Beauty of Nature) by Yuuri
I’m gonna tag @neverenoughwangxian (or your main idk which to tag lol, and only if you want to)
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slytherinbangchan · 5 years ago
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rules: list ten songs you’ve been listening to a lot lately and tag ten people.
Tagged by lovely Meg @mrbangchannie​💖
Skz ‘Levanter’
Taemin ‘Want’
3Racha ‘Runner’s High’
Skz ‘Sunshine’
NCT Dream ft HRVY ‘Don’t need your love’
Day6 ‘I need somebody’
Ateez ‘Answer’
Green Day ‘homecoming’
The Weeknd ‘Blinding Lights’
WayV ‘Take Off’
I listen to a lot of songs nonstop no matter how old they are tbh but I had to pick :(
Omg I’m so bad at taggin... I’ll tag @quietworldss  cause I know you listen to a lot of music and @seekerbabygirl Aaaand everyone who ever texted me lmao tag me if you do this~
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ft-3racha · 9 months ago
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smau (pt. 2): stray kids reaction to…
scenario: …you telling them what you want them to do to you while being drunk
pairing: best friend!stray kids (maknae line) x reader
warnings: mature!!, explicit talk about sexual fantasies, mentions of alcohol consumption, reader is mentioned to have a vagina (jisung‘s)
author‘s note: this is part 2 to the ask i answered previously!! the hyung line post can be found on my page already. i really hope you like this one as well, any sort of feedback is very much appreciated. thank you guys for all the love on my work!🫶🏻
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restlessmaknae · 6 years ago
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Beth’s favourites in 2018
Now that another year is coming to an end, I would like to say a massive thank you to all of you, my lovely followers, my mutuals and everyone on this site. It’s been a blessing to be able to share so many beautiful and heartwarming moments this year, share my works with you and see and/or read your works, too. I don’t want to get sentimental but I’ve learned a lot this year and I think I’m on the right path to accept myself the way I am and not be too hard on myself when things don’t work out. Luckily, self-care has become an important part of my daily life, and surrounding myself with positive people has also helped a lot. For everyone who may feel lost, all I can say is that so many of us feel this way, and at least you can say you’ve tried something even if you didn’t/don’t like it in the end. 
Here’s to lots of positivity and love and joy and success and health this year! ❤️
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To end this year, I’ve thought I would do a little favourites list starting from my favourite people on this site, so many many thanks and virtual hugs for the following people:
@dat-town​, @lily-blue​, @yeongwonhi-nuna​, @baektoyoo​, @parkjaeins​, @lyricalwritings​, @lthyl​, @snakescript​, @binkygee​, @myunghjun​, @fornarniaandforthefandom​, @fromdelos​, @stray-kids-and-chill​, @velvetjjks​, @tploz​
I love you all and thank you for brightening my day with your messages and support and love! I’m so glad to have met you all! May only good things happen to you in 2019! ❤️
As for my favourite fics, check out my tag. I can guarantuee, you will love them! ❤️
As for my favourite albums:
ASTRO - Rise Up
BTS - Love Yourself: Answer
DAY6 - Shoot Me
DAY6 - Remember Us
iKON - RETURN
Lovelyz - Sanctuary
MONSTA X - The Connect: Dejavu
MONSTA X - Are You There?
MYTEEN - F;UZZLE
NCT 127 - CHAIN
NCT 2018 - EMPATHY
Pentagon - Positive
SF9 - MAMMA MIA!
SF9 - Sensuous
Stray Kids’ all 4 albums 😂
Sunmi - Warning
THE BOYZ - THE ONLY
VICTON - Time of Sorrow
WANNA ONE - I Promise You
As for my favourite songs:
3RACHA - Zone
14U - N.E.W.S
APink - I’m So Sick
ASTRO - Always You
ASTRO - By Your Side
ATEEZ - Pirate King
ATEEZ - Treasure
Baek A Yeon - Sorry To Myself
BLACK6IX - Swamp of Despair
BoA - Woman
BTOB - Beautiful Pain
BTOB-BLUE - When It Rains
BTS - Airplane pt. 2
BTS - Fake Love
BTS - The Truth Untold
CLC - Black Dress
DAY6 - 121U
DAY6 - Chocolate
DAY6 - Feeling Good
DAY6 - Marathon
DAY6 - Shoot Me
DAY6 - Stop The Rain
D-CRUNCH - I Miss You
D-CRUNCH - Stealer
FTISLAND - Summernight’s Dream
(G)I-DLE - HANN
(G)I-DLE - LATATA
Golden Child - Let Me
GOT7 - Miracle
GOT7 - Thank You
Gugudan - Not That Type
HALO - OMG
Jin - Epiphany
Jung Ilhoon - She’s Gone
Lee Changsub - Gone
Lovelyz - Flower Shop
Lovelyz - Lost N Found
Lovelyz - Rewind
Lucas - Coffee Break ft. Richard Bona
Lucente - Falling Petals
MONSTA X - Destroyer
MONSTA X - Heart Attack
MONSTA X - Jealousy
MONSTA X - Livin’ It Up
MONSTA X - Lost In The Dream
MONSTA X - Mohae
MONSTA X - Myself
MONSTA X - Oh My!
MONSTA X - Shoot Out
MONSTA X - Spotlight
MONSTA  X - Underwater
MYTEEN - Beautiful Goodbye
MYTEEN - Martian
MYTEEN - Pretty In Pink
MYTEEN - She Bad
NCT DREAM - 1, 2, 3
NCT 127 - 100
NCT 127 - City 127
NCT 127 - Come Back
NCT 127 - Dreaming
NCT 127 - Knock On
NCT 127 - No Longer
N.FLYING - How R U Today?
Nuest W - Dejavu
ONF - Fly Me To The Moon
Park Bogum - Let’s Go See The Stars
PENTAGON - Let’s Go Together
PENTAGON - Shine
PENTAGON - Think
Pristin V - Get It
SEVENTEEN - Getting Closer
SF9 - Go Back In Time
SF9 - MAMMA MIA
SF9 - Midnight Road
SF9 - Never Say Goodbye
SF9 - Now Or Never
SF9 - Shadow
SF9 - Unlimited
Snuper - Tulips
Soyou - All Night ft. Sik-K
Stray Kids - Awkward Silence
Stray Kids - District 9
Stray Kids - Get Cool
Stray Kids - Grow Up
Stray Kids - Hellevator
Stray Kids - Mixtape #3
Stray Kids - My Pace
Stray Kids - Questions
Stray Kids - Voices
Stray Kids - YAYAYA
Suga - Seesaw
Sunmi - Addict
Sunmi - Secret Tape
Sunmi - Siren
The Boyz - Giddy Up
The Boyz - No Air
The Boyz - Right Here
UNB - Blackheart
UNB - Only One
TST - Paradise
VAV - Senorita
VICTON - Time of Sorrow
WJSN - Save Me, Save You
Yubin - Thank You Soooo Much
WANNA ONE - Boomerang
WANNA ONE - Eleven
WANNA ONE - Sandglass
WANNA ONE - Spring Breeze
WANNA ONE - We Are
Weki Meki - Crush
Weki Meki - La La La
Thank you for staying with me in 2018! Let’s walk on the flower road in 2019! ❤️
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domesticbangchana · 6 years ago
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Ask Game !
Thank you @fangoddess817 for tagging us ♡♡ we're happy u want to get to know us better ^^
Rules: Answer the questions and tag 20 blogs you want to get to know better!
Nicknames: Mich + Mel, Twinnies
Gender: Female
Height: 152cm/5 ft
Time: 12:40 pm
Zodiac: Libra
What we post about: Stray Kids!
Fav band/artist: Stray Kids, day6, a.c.e exo, red velvet, Lisa, SID + more!
Song stuck in head: Mich: Hana no uta - Aimer, Mel: One & Only - Gowon
URL Meaning: 3RACHA - Domestic banana + Bang Chan
Nationality: Filipino Canadian
Last movie watched: Dead Apple
Last series watched: Avatar the Last Airbender
Tagging: @jal-hago-isseo, @nicenightmare13 , @end-me-tm , @tikism , @spookyboyfelix
only if u want to of course! And sorry if you've done it already ^^; ☆♡☆
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thereisnofuckingreason · 6 years ago
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tagged by the always lovely @y00dream
Rules: Answer all questions then tag 3 people you follow and 3 people that follow you that you want to get to know better
1. A song you like with a color in the title?
red flavor - red velvet 
2. A song you like with a number in the title?
21st century girl - bts
3. A song that reminds you of summer?
island - winner
4. A song that reminds you of someone you’d rather forget?
finally - brave brothers ft kevin & aj
5. A song that needs to be played out loud?
rock - stray kids 
6. A song that makes you want to dance?
k.o - sf9
7. A song to drive to?
insomnia - stray kids
8. A random song you first think of?
don’t leave me - bts
9. A song that makes you happy?
awkward silence - stray kids 
10. A song that makes you sad?
airplane - ikon 
11. A song you never get tired of?
last scene - philtre, choiza, lim kim
12. A song from your past?
cloudy seoul - MoT
13. A song that’s sexy?
gotta talk to you - seungri 
14. A song you’d love to be played at your wedding?
in love - bobby
15. A song you’re currently obsessed with?
starry night - mamamoo
16. A song you used to love but now hate?
sober - big bang (i listened myself sick on it)
17. A song you’d sing a duet with at karaoke?
what is your name - team h
18. A song from the year you were born?
gine and juice - snoop dogg 
19. A song that makes you think about life?
broken compass - 3racha
20. A song that has many meanings to you?
let the wind blow - ledapple
21. A song you think everyone should listen to?
last scene - philtre, choiza, lim kim
let the wind blow - ledapple
22. A song by a group you still wish was together?
safety zone - dmtn
23. A song that makes you want to fall in love?
in love - bobby
24. A song that breaks your heart?
save me - bts
25. A song with amazing vocals?
honeymoon - bap
26. A song with amazing rap?
cypher pt 2 - bts
27. A song that makes you smile?
awkward silence - stray kids
28. A song that makes you feel good about yourself?
gashina - sunmi
29. A song that you would dedicate to you and your best friend/mutual/someone close to you?
friend - taeyang & top
30. A song that reminds you of yourself?
cloudy seoul - MoT
tagging: @morgansaysto, @kookmingold, @straykidsdeservetheworld, @king-ten, @donuldduck
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jacky-0610 · 6 years ago
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30 questions
thank you @grrraah for tagging me!!
Rules: answer 30 questions and then tag 20 blogs you want to know better
Nickname: don’t really have one but I guess jacky
Zodiac: Libra
Height: 1.52
Age: 16
Time: 18:16
Favourite band/artist:
Stray     Kids
Blackpink
Day6    
and many more but these are the     first ones i think of
Songs stuck in my head: lose you – eric nam, WHO? and voices– stray kids, one night stand – capital bra, ocean – martin garrix ft khalid
Last movie I saw: to all the boys i’ve loved before
Last thing I googled: Anastasia (i wanted to know when the movie came out)
Other blogs: nope
Do I get asks: sometimes
Why I chose this username: it’s my nickname and my birthday so it’s really 08/15
Following: 629
Amount of sleep I get: not enough
Lucky number: don’t have one
What I’m wearing: pyjama
Dream Job: don’t know
Favourite Foods: wareniki, manti, lasagna
Instruments: i learned how to play the melodica and accordion when I was little
Sports: nope
Hair colour: brown
Eye colour: brown 
Most iconic song:  wow – 3racha xD  jk I don’t know
Languages I speak/learn: german, English, a bit French, I can understand a bit Russian but I can’t speak it that well
Random fact: uhmmm…… I had really long hair but cut it off myself.. does  that count?
Describe yourself as aesthetic things: staying up too late, drinking coffee to stay awake, fairy lights, scented candles, hot tea, naps, reading, daydreaming, making decisions at 3am, having an existential crisis, drinking with friends,  making too many playlists, looking at the stars, talking with friends at night, being quiet in big groups of people,  
(this is literally so bad I’m sorry don’t judge me I have no idea how to do these things)
Favourite songs: uhh…. Theres so many but rn I mostly listen to I am WHO – Stray Kids, ocean – martin garrix ft. khalid, hold it down – jun, killing me – ikon, lovely – billie eilish ft. khalid, manitto – villain, always you – astro, way back home – shaun, eastside – benny blanco ft. khalid and halsey, moonlight – kard and maaaany more but I’ll stop now :’)
i’ll tag @beommiesbabe @skaberen @honeyboyhyunjin @angelicleefelix @strawberriii @felivxsand everyone who wants to do it <3
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kkamist · 7 years ago
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tags (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)
ok so ive been tagged in different tags by different people ,,, nd have procrastinated on actually doing them ,, so i decided to compile all of them in one post !!
warning: this will be a v long post ,, read only if u wanna ,, know more abt me i guess (why would u lmAO)
fact tag?? i guess
rules: tag 9 people you want to get to know better and answer the questions
was tagged by maria !! @s0ftminho ♡ඩ⌔ඩ♡
Relationship status: single
Favourite colour: yellow,, peach,, nd black
Top 3 ships: oof idk?? oo nomin probably !!
Lipstick or chapstick: i dont use them :”)
Last song: im listening to gfriend - rough rn!
Last movie: spiderman homecoming hAHHAHA ( i was doing a mini marvel marathon bc my dad had the movies and didnt ! tell ! me ! but i uh stopped there lmao )
Top 3 shows: i dont watch shows often,, but i do rly like knowing brothers, night goblin :”) nd its dangerous outside the blanket! oooo theres also cafe amor that is p cute too !!
Currently reading: ok if manga counts, kimi no todoke nd bnha ,, if not ,, waking gods by sylvain neuvel (but i paused like ,, last yr prob hAHHA)
kpop + music tag!
ok so i was tagged by @01yoonjin to do ,, both of these tags if im not wrong,, and @maetaamong tagged me for the music shuffle tag and @hyuunjins tagged me for the kpop tag thingy aha
music shuffle tag
rules: put all of your phone’s music library – no playlists! – on shuffle. list the first ten songs that play. bold the song(s) that lift your mood and italicise the song(s) that makes you the most emotional. then tag ten people!
mad city - nct 127
campfire - svt
us now - vixx
hold me tight - bts
talk me down  - troye sivan
paradise - nct 127
too good - troye sivan
grr 총량의 법칙 - skz
another world - nct 127
blue - troye sivan ft alex hope
kpop tag
rules: answer the questions!
1) 5 favorite groups?
skz
nct
nuest
sf9
w1
2) Top 5 on your bias list? (no particular order)
hyunjin
(lee) chan
(lee) mark
chanhee
jr (jonghyun)
3) Ult Bias group and why you love them?
oof ok i,,, dont know? im not the type to actually Stay ulting a group?? like ill stan then ,,, then,, get into another grp,,, yeah,,,, im not v loyal aa my friends always ask what grps i stan and im liek ,,,,, idk,,,, i stan a Lot,,, (that was a real convo between a new friend i made weeks ago) but i guess,, atm its skz? their music is,, my taste? like the meaning of it nd all,, and uh theyre also v v fun to b with,, there isnt a moment when i dont smile whenever i see one of their vids or during their vlives :”) tbh what i like the most in groups i stan is their humor lmao,,, like if theyre v funny, i automatically love them even more :”))
4) Ult Bias and why you love them?
again,,, idk man,, i dont think i even Ult hAHHA ok but i ,, rlly like bae jinyoung nd chani hHAHHA ok but also ,,,, hyunjin. that boy,,,,,  id do anything for him tbh ,,  also bjy wasnt even mentioned in  2 but,,, i rlly love him ,, like idk,, i dont stan w1 as much now but ,, whenever i see him im like :-))))) (same goes for chani aa) fiuwe idk y i like them sm tho aa
5) Favorite Kpop Meme
iiiiii dont have any guawdeij
6) Favorite pic of your ult? (I dare you to only pick one)
ok what,,, i dont even know my ult hAHAH
7) 5 Favorite Kpop MVs
dont stop - twice (this is in jap tho,, does it count?)
nuest - daybreak
blooming days - exo cbx
you&me - kisum
go - nct dream
8) 10 Favorite Kpop songs?
vivid - loona/heejin
heart attack - loona/chuu
singing in the rain - loona/jinsoul
scentist - vixx
boss - nct u
rollercoaster - chungha
shine - pentagon
blooming days - exo cbx
trigger - vixx
my valentine - vixx
nd a lot more auief
9) Favorite Kpop crack video?
oof i dont watch crack often-
10) Favorite content creator within the fandom?
all of them!! :”)
11) What fandoms would you say you’re an active member of?
aa atm the sk fandom !! i was q active in the svt fandom in my main blog but i dont make content anymore :-( i do want to b active in other grps (like nct nd sf9 nd mayb nuest) but i dont have enough Commitment to run other blogs at the same time :”)))
12) Take your top 3 biases- fmk
these arent my top 3 but-
F(riendly convo with) - murk leeeee
M - oof tbh id marry seungcheol or mingYU OmG :-)))))))) hes not my bias but ,, hes such husband material tbh ,,,,,,,,
K - lee chan bc he,, keeps Killing me w those looks even when im tryna stan another grp ughrei
13) If you could be best friends with any idol, who would you choose?
chani? or chenle!! for chani ,, we’re q similar nd we both like chicken !!!!!!!!!!!! so yes. for chenle ,, we’re also kinda similar but we def have the same humor ,,, which is always great  :^)))))
14) If you could date any idol, who?
hm,,, tbh these days ive been feeling Soft for mark (lee) nd !! also bjy ,,,, ahHa im sorry hyunjin yshvriIHFED
15) What’s one Kpop album you think everyone should have listened to?
vixx - eau de vixx bc nO ONE i know talks abt it :-((((
16) Are you a soft or a hard stan?
swoft??? or medium idK HAHAH
17) An idol that makes you go into soft mode?
100% hyunjin,,, Also bjy.
18) An idol that makes you want to smash the empire state building with one single punch?
o man is also hyunjin aLSO mark lee :-))))))))))
19) Favorite vocalist?
oof hm,, defo seungkwan ,,, seokmin,,, basically svt’s vocal team :-))) oOF reading this again ,, yo haechan???? God tier vocals,,, pls stan nct :-)))
20) Favorite Rapper?
oo ok so i watched high school rapper nd i really like osshun? nd oH bang jaemin :”) aa i need to watch s2 soon jgafiue
in terms of idols, defo 3racha,,, theyre So Good uiahrfiu
21) Favorite dancer?
aAA in terms of girls: cHUNGHA!! for boys its ,, basically all of svt performance team nd,, ten and taeyong- (i like a lot of dancers its hard to choose ifajoiwe)
22) Things you have in common with your ult?
ok i,, dk my ult but ill just do it w the idols i put in in that q - for hyunjin i feel like we ,, both struggle w cooking lmAo nd have troubles waking up early :”) ,, actually now that i think abt it,, were both v quiet nd shy but when u get to know us? were v Loud nd savage (same w bjy nd chani) also again ,, chani likes chicken, i do too so :-)))))))
23) The mot beautiful trait any idol can have?
hm,, confidence? it takes a lot for someone to just go on stage and sing/dance etc,, like i would Never b able to do that- (proven today: had a skit and had a shaky voice the whole time , also laughed alot oops)
24) Songs that will always make you jam along?
vIVID by heejin nd singing in the rain by jinsoul nD ALL THE OTHER LOONA SONGS-
also rock by skz !!!!! nd nd omg rollercoaster by chungha nd,,, scentist by vixx nd many others hAHAH
25) Your worst wrecker?
in skz its ,,,,,,,, ***** :-)) also nomin have been wrecking me these days ,, rip
26) Any kpop concerts you’ve been to?
0 bc my parents wont let me :-(
27) Favorite choreo?
there r too many-
28) Favorite live performance?
also too many- but i do like concert performances where the fans sing along too- like those Hit me in the feels everytime (eg: smile flower - svt!!!) iahfnie (does this even count lmao)
29) Favorite debut mv?
adore u- svt !! (3rd anniv coming up ihHIWU)
30) Recommend a rookie group
skz obv, loona, unb ,, (g)i-dle !!
31) A kpop song you could listen to every day for the rest of your life?
there is a Lot but prob vivid - heejin hAHAH I RLLY LIKE THAT SONG AUWIFHIAU
20 question tag!
rules: answer 20 questions and then tag twenty people you want to get to know better
i was tagged by em !! @realstraykids  (´∀`)♡
name: hazirah (oo name reveal :^))
nickname(s): haz
zodiac sign: scorpio
height: i am smoller than em ,, barely 5 feet :-)))))))))
languages spoken: ok ,, eng, malay, arabic, uuuh tiiiiiny bit of chinese and im now (kind of) self learning korean :^)
nationality: singaporean
favourite season: ok we dont have fall in sg,, but fall !!
favourite flowers: baby’s breath!
favourite scents: the scent of fried chicken :-)) or fresh laundry ,,, also petrol smell :-) 
favourite color: i answered above but yellow, peach nd black
favourite animal: shiba inus !!
favourite fictional characters: mmmm kacchan nd aizawa nD TODOROKI IFIAEUR HOW COULD I FORGET HIM O Mg frm bnha !! also baz nd simon frm the book carry on, simon by raindow rowell (one of my fav books tbh) ,,,, also tanaka frm tanaka kun is always listless bc hes goals tbh. ALSO oMg USUI TAKUMI FRM KAICHOU WA MAID SAMA OH MY GODUIHF
coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: ok in cold countries i Always get hot chocolate,, here in sg i always get green tea,, or ice lemon tea sometimes :-)))
average sleeping hours: 5-6
dog or cat person: both but more towards cats tbh
number of blankets you sleep with: 1
dream trip: the world !! or like japan/england ,, 
blog established: feb 1 2018
followers: a number :-)
random fact: mmmmmmmm i broke my fast w two of my friends last night nd caught up w each other nd im v happy :-)))))
nd thats the end !! (not really,, theres like 2 slefie tags but i have 0 pics oops) but if you read through all this,, congratulations,, you probably know me more than my classmates :-))))
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hanniiesuckle17 · 6 years ago
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A/n: WHATS UP FUCKERS *jk I love you cuties* Anyway......I'm supposed to publish my next chapter of my quotev fic tomorrow at noon....and I still have 3 phs left to write! Fantastic! ANYWAY you guys wanted a pt. 2 and I might post another thing after this idk.
Member: Bangchan ft. Seungmin
Summary: Your friend (we are just gonna call her Irene idfk) had this huge crush on your brother's friend, who you didn't really know that well but you were really chill with everyone and you agreed to help her. Over time you slowly inch yourselves into your brothers friend group, but what happens when feelings go different ways.
Genre: school au, college au?, friends to lovers, angst-ish
My breaths slowed as I sat with him. I felt Bangchan turn his head away from me and whispered something I couldn't make out as my head still was pounding against my skull. I looked up to see Jisung and a tall boy that I didn't recognize. Jisung looked over to me in Chan's lap and I could just see his heartbreak looking at the tears on my cheeks.
The other boy turned off the shower and Chan whispered softly into my ear, "Do you think you can stand?" I nodded and Jisung took my arm gently helping me up and letting me lean on him. Immediately he took me into a hug, not caring that I was drenched in water.
"Come on. Hyunjin, will you get the door?" Jisung said to the tall boy with black hair. He stood kind of awkwardly obviously wanting to help, but not knowing how. He rushed and opened the door to the hallway and Jisung let me lean on him as we walked out of the locker room. I could hear the other two boys follow us out into the hall as Jisung lead me through the school and into the parking lot. I started to shiver even more, finally feeling the state the cold shower had put me in. The boy lead me to a silver car I didn’t recognize. 
“Take my keys. You drive.” Chan opened the door to the backseat and handed the keys to Jisung who handed me off to Bangchan. He walked around the car that I now assumed was Chan’s and got in. Bangchan helped me get into the back seat and the put his hand to my cheek once he got in and closed the door, He winced at how cold I was and grabbed a loose sweatshirt from the floor board draping it over me. He tried his best to warm me up as Jisung drove the four of us somewhere. 
“We’re almost there okay?” Chan kept his eyes on my shivering form, rubbing my shoulder. Moments later, Jisung stopped the car and helped the both of us out of the car and into Chan’s driveway. Hyunjin continued his job of opening doors. Bless his heart the lil bean. Bangchan told the boys that he could take it from here and lead me upstairs. He sat me on his bed and quickly ran to the adjoining bathroom, bringing back towels and wrapping me from head to toe. 
I watched him rush back and forth trying to take care of me, mumbling to himself about never cleaning his room. He ran a hand through his disheveled hair and brought me into the bathroom and started running a hot shower, steam filling the room quickly. “Take as long as you want. Just get warm.” He gave me a gentle smile before leaving the room to give me privacy. 
Thirty minutes later I stepped out of the hot shower and slipped on a robe hanging on the back of the door. Opening the door leading to Chan’s bedroom I quietly entered. I turned a blush on my face when I walked in on him pulling  a new shirt over his head, flinging the soaking one into a hamper by the door. He turned around not expecting me to be there. “Oh you scared me!” I smiled a little at how adorable he was. “Sorry.” My voice came out raw and quiet.
He scratched the back of his neck before realizing I was just awkwardly standing in his room in just a robe . A blush rose to his cheeks and he scrambled to his dresser pulling out a pair of sweatpants and a jumper that said ‘3RACHA’ on the front. I laughed as he handed them to me. As soon as I took them he turned around so I could change. I quickly slipped the pants on and pulled the drawstring so they wouldn’t fall off. The soft fabric of the jumper felt warm and smooth against my skin an the sleeves fell past my arms, making my hands even warmer. 
“You can turn around now, Channie.” I said trying to put a smile on. When he turned he saw my effort and shook his head. “Don’t do that. Don’t put on a fake smile for me.” His eyes scanned me up and down and he laughed seeing the sweater paws the jumper gave me. Pulling the fabric back he felt how cold my hands were. “Crap. You’re still cold.” He pushed me gently back onto his bed and pulled easily five other blankets from his closet.
“What are you doing, idiot? Get under the covers!” I smiled and pulled the blankets of his bed back. He piled blanket after blanket on top of me until you could barely see my face. “Chan I think this is a little over kill. I’m fine now. Your dad is showing.” He glared at me and put his hand to my cheek again. “Ha! Take that bitch! You’re still cold!” I laughed as he danced around. “Oh shit. You’re still cold.” He scratched the back of his head trying to think of what to do. 
It was then I noticed that his shoulders were shaking slightly. “Chan you’re one to talk! Look at you, you are shivering!” I said sitting up. “I’m fine.” “No, you aren’t.” “Y/n, I’m fi-” I grabbed his wrist and pulled him to my level so we could see eye to eye. The action shocked him and his eyes went wide. “Chan you can’t afford to get sick. You are taking your last finals before you graduate soon. Now I swear to god, get in the God damn bed before you get sick.” He just stared at me, trying to figure out how serious I was. My brow went up as he tested my patience not moving a muscle.
“Fine.” Hesitantly he climbed under the massive amounts of covers with me. “I’m sorry. I just would have felt guilty if you were sick because of me.” Chan lay on his side facing me and I could see the little tiny flecks of gold in his dark brown eyes. “Are you sure you’re okay?” I shrugged not quite knowing how to answer the question. “My head still hurts, but I’m mostly just tired.” He chuckled and pulled me into his chest. 
“Sleep. I’ll call Jeongin in a minute to tell him you’re okay.” I nodded enjoying how comforting his arms felt. My eyes started to droop closed. I was in that state of sleep where I was still conscious of what was going around me, but I couldn’t open my eyes even if I wanted to. I kept expecting to feel Bangchan get up to call my brother, but he never did. He stayed next to me the entire time.
Third POV...
A loud banging woke Chan up with a start. Usually he was a light sleeper, but then again usually he stayed up until four am working on homework or lyrics for the next 3RACHA show.  His eyes squinted at the bright light shining through his window. Y/n shifting next to him brought his attention back to her. Her hands were pressed against his chest and her hair rested against his shoulder and arm, tickling his skin. 
The banging again diverted his attention. Carefully, he rested Y/n’s head on the pillow and he got out of bed. Shuffling down the stairs he wondered who would be banging on his door at...he looked at the clock in the hallway. 2:54. Oh. Still the banging was rude. “I’m coming, I’m coming!” He opened the door to find a distressed Seungmin on his doorstep. “Chan? This is your house?” I rubbed my eyes trying to comprehend what he was doing here. 
“Yeah this is my house. Okay, one why are you here and two....never mind that was essentially the same question. What the fuck are you doing here?” Seungmin looked quite confused as he stared at his hyung. “I was looking for Y/n. Jisung said she was at this address. And I-” “What the hell makes you think she would want to talk to you after what you did!” Bangchan raised his voice getting angry quite fast. He wanted nothing more than to punch him, but he restrained himself. 
"Is she here? I just want to talk." Bangchan was a reasonable person. Someone who wanted to see the best in everyone, but he couldn't keep the thought out of his mind that Seungmin didn't even deserve to look at Y/n. He opened his mouth about to say something, but was interrupted by a soft voice coming from the top of the stairway.
"Channie? Is everything okay?" She rubbed her eyes trying to push the sleep away. Should he tell her? Or should he just shut the door and pretend it was nothing? "Seungmin is here. I was just about to tell him to leave." His words while decisive in his mind, came out hesitantly.
"No. I have something I want to say." She came next to him and looked at the boy outside. At first she didn't say anything. She just took a deep breath and stared at him. Under her gaze Seungmin shifted quite uncomfortably.
"You knew." He nodded letting his eyes drop to his shoes in shame. She took a step forward causing him to look up. Chan watched the situation warily, ready to step in if she needed him. Y/n felt an entire range of emotions. But she only channeled one.
The sound of her hand across his cheek rang loud and clear. While shocked, Seungmin took the hit knowing it was well deserved, but that only seemed to frustrate Y/n. She clenched her fist and Seungmin winced away from her, but it was too late. Twice she hit him, the second knocking him fully to the ground. Bangchan quickly pulled her back afraid of the damage she would cause.
Seungmin brought his hand away from his mouth to see blood. "You are a coward." Her breath was ragged from literally jumping the boy. "You knew I liked you this whole time and you didn't even think to be generous enough to let me down so I wouldn't have waste eight years of my life." Again he looked down in shame. She brushed Chan's grip away from her stomach and stood before him.
The next thing she did, shocked both of them. She held out her hand to Seungmin. Cautiously he took it and let her pull him up. "I don't want your apologies." He nodded and turned to leave. "I already have forgiven you. But, that doesn't mean I will look at you the same way ever again." He was shocked not expecting her answer. "Next time when you fuck up, don't wait a day and a half to apologize." With that she walked back into the house leaving both boys speechless.
"Ummm.....bye?" Chan said with a little wave before closing the door behind him. He heard a noise from the kitchen and entered to see Y/n gripping her hand. "Punching someone hurts doesn't it?" He chuckled and pulled a bag of frozen peas out of the freezer.
She laughed and truly smiled. "That felt so good!" Chan took her hand and looked at her knuckles which were already starting to bruise. "Remind me never to get on your bad side." He said wincing.
"I could never be mad at you. I like you too much." For some reason, the words had a different meaning for Chan. He knew why. He occupied himself with keeping the cold bag on her hand and tried to force the blush on his cheeks to go away. "You okay, Channie?" She asked with a laugh. Shaking his head he said,
"No, I like you too much."
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lindzaylove · 7 years ago
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Stray Kids Tag
Let us begin:
1. Your nickname (and name if it’s ok to you): I don’t have a nickname, but my name is Lindzay!
2. Your age: I’m 17!
3. Your height: Like 5'8?
4. Time right now: 5:17
5. Languages you know: Sadly, just English. I’d like to learn Korean and I take Spanish in school.
6. Your favourite word: 사랑 (Love)!
7. Your hobbies: Writing, reading, and listening to music.
8. Your bias in Stray Kids: Jeongin💙
9. Your OTP in SKI: Changlix
10. Use one word to describe Changbin: Talented
11. Which one of SKI members has murder tendencies?: Most would probably say Changbin, but Seungmin or Woojin give me those vibes tbh.
12. Your favourite Stray Kids’ song: Glow!
13. Your favourite 3RACHA’s song: Start Line!
14. Use food to describe Minho: Cream Puff
15. In vocal line – whose voice is your favourite: Jeongin💙
16. Hyung line – pick up one of them, maknea line - pick 2: Chan! Jisung! Jeongin💙
17. Your favourite drink: Chocolate Milk
18. Use flower to describe Seungmin: Tulip
19. Trot vs. Sentimental: Trot
20. Use tea to describe Jisung: Green Tea
21. Use time of a day to describe Chan: That time where the sun has already set, but it isn’t really shining anymore and the sky is just a faded color of red, pink, blue, and black this is so specific omg
22. Do you wear glasses: Yes
23. Who is the cutest in SKI: Jeongin💙
24. Use colour to describe Jeongin: Pastels
25. What do you listen to besides Stray Kids and 3RACHA: BTS, GOT7, DAY6, Monsta X, etc.
26. Stray Kids’ songs or 3RACHA’s songs?: TBH? 3RACHA’s.
27. What do you hate?: People who are dishonest and hurtful with the intentions of being mean.
28. Use animal to describe Hyunjin: Kitten
29. Is there something that you should be doing right now?: Yep
30. If you answered yes: what is it? And did you hear in your head Chan’s “Like, mate, stop procrastinating”?: Homework, but no lol
31. Use activity to describe Felix: Flying
32. Use a thing to describe Woojin: Snowy Mountains
33. Coca-cola or Pepsi: Coca-Cola
34. Favourite book: Shadowhunter series
35. In rap line – whose voice is your favourite: Jisung
36. If you bought Mixtape, whose card did you get? Are you happy with them?: I didn’t buy it :(
37. Do you have any piercing or tattoos?: My ears are pierced!
38. Cereals or milk first?: Cereal!
39. In dance line – whose moves do you like the most: Hyunjin
40. Your favourite TV series?: I dont watch TV
41. Do you have a pet?: Yes! A dog and two cats!
42. Hyung line or maknea line. Choose one.: Maknae Line ft. Chan
43. Favourite movie: Breakfast Club
44. If you could spend a day with 3 SKI members (but not your bias!) who would you choose?: Chan, Felix, Jisung that was easy oops
45. Your favourite fanfiction: anything @lovelyyyoongi writes!!!
46. Do you like spoilers?: No!
47. Which country do you live?: USA!
48. The cutest person in Stray Kids: Jeongin💙
49. Whose smile do you like best? And whose laugh?: Smile-Jeongin💙 Laugh-Chan
50. Do you have any nicknames for SKI members?: I constantly refer to Jisung as “Cutie” and Jeongin💙 as “Baby Boy”
EXTRA. Is there anything you want to say to the person who tagged you? :D
@minsungislife HELLO! LET’S BE FRIENDS???
Also, I tag: @ghostyjoon @strgaykids and @jisungssmile :))))
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