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When You Call Them Clingy| Hyungline

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Bangchan

The soft hum of the studio usually made you feel at peace, especially when you were just spending time with Chan. You were always glad to support him in his creative space, and you enjoyed watching him work. It made you admire and love him even more than you already did, to see ihm where he felt most comfortablte.

His studio, a mix of chaos and harmony, had always been a safe space where you could just sit quietly, listening to his music flow, while you did your own thing. It wasn’t a busy session, so you figured it would be a relaxing evening- just the two of you, in quiet company, without needing to talk or be overly present.

Which after the day you had was something you needed.

But, in a rare occurrence, Chan wasn’t just focused on the music today. Every few minutes, he’d stop, look over at you, and ask if you needed anything.

"Are you comfortable?" "Do you want something to drink?" "Is the light okay? I can turn it down if it’s too bright."

At first, you smiled and humored him, appreciating the concern. He was always thoughtful like that, checking in to make sure everyone was doing well. But after a while, the constant attention felt like more than you were prepared for.

It was subtle, almost like he couldn’t quite bring himself to trust that you were fine on your own. That he couldn’t leave you alone for even a minute. The steady rhythm of his work seemed to be interrupted each time he looked over, his eyes scanning your face, waiting for a reaction, for some indication that you were okay. It wasn’t just the questions- it was the way he seemed to hover around you, constantly adjusting things to make sure you were comfortable, even if you didn’t ask for it.

You shifted in your seat, trying to get comfortable, but the tension in your chest was growing, an invisible weight pressing down on you. The events of the day had drained you- errands, calls, the never-ending list of things you still had to do- and all you wanted now was to relax, to sink into the quiet. You weren’t used to being babied, and it was starting to irk you that you were.

“Chan, you’re being a little clingy, don’t you think?” you blurted out, the words escaping before you could stop them; coming out way sharper than you had intended.

Thus, the moment they left your mouth, you regretted them.

His head snapped up, and you could see his entire body freeze, mid-motion. The soft click of his mouse was the only sound that filled the room, the silence stretching longer than you intended. You quickly glanced at him, feeling the weight of the moment settle over you like a heavy fog.

The hurt flickered in his eyes, as he stared at his computer screen, and you immediately wished you could take the words back. The Chan you knew was warm, dependable, and always in tune with others, but he wasn’t immune to being hurt, even if he was quick to hide it. His shoulders slumped just a little as he took in your words, the usual ease in his expression slipping away.

“You’re not bothered, are you?” Chan asked quietly, his voice barely above a whisper, as if testing whether he’d heard you correctly. You watched as he swallowed his fingers twitching over the soundboard.

You could tell he was trying to mask the hurt, but the slight edge of defensiveness in his tone couldn’t go unnoticed.

"No, it's just- it's a lot, Chan," you said, trying to backtrack. "I know you care, but I can do things myself."

His expression faltered, but he didn’t argue. Instead, he nodded slowly, a quiet acceptance in his eyes that made the room feel colder.

“Okay,” he replied softly, the one word holding more weight than you expected.

He stood up from his desk, his hand running through his hair in a rare moment of uncertainty. You watched as he stepped away, moving to the corner of the room where he kept his equipment, his movements slow, deliberate.

For a second, you thought he might say something else, some explanation or defense. But instead, he settled into a quiet stillness, his attention shifting back to the computer in front of him.

But the energy in the room had changed. There was no longer the usual comfortable buzz of creativity between you both. His focus was fixed on his work now, but you could sense the space between you growing- not from distance, but from something unspoken that had settled between you. Something heavy that neither of you was willing to address just yet.

The soft click of keys echoed through the room, but it felt far away now, distant. You turned your gaze back to him, but he wasn’t looking at you. The spark in his eyes- the one that had always made him seem so open and present- was dimmer now, as if the energy was draining from him, and the room felt quieter for it.

You opened your mouth to speak again, to apologize, to fix the tension, but no words came. The weight of your earlier remark had lodged itself too deeply between you. Instead, you sat there in silence, your shoulders tense as you fidgeted with your phone, trying to distract yourself.

You felt horrible. You could feel it in the pit of your stomach, the gnawing regret. You hadn’t meant it to come out like that. You had only wanted some space, some quiet to yourself. But in doing so, you had hurt him- someone who had only ever wanted to make you comfortable, to show that he cared in his own way, despite his busy life.

As the night wore on, the conversation you thought would flow so easily never came. Instead, you found yourself lost in your thoughts, your mind circling back to his quiet reaction. The weight of his silence hung heavy, and you realized that things had shifted in a way you couldn’t take back. The space between you wasn’t just physical now- it was emotional, palpable.

And you didn’t know how to bridge that gap.

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Minho

Minho had invited you over for dinner, and you’d been looking forward to it all week. Due to his busy schedule, you guys rarely hadf time to go on dates, so this is what made up for it.

His cooking was always top-notch, as if you were at a five-star restaurant, and you both usually spent hours enjoying each other’s company, laughing and talking about anything and everything. It showed you a different side of Minho every time you went over, the evenings always the kind of evenings that felt comfortable, familiar, and right. But tonight, it was different.

You hadn’t been in the best mood for the past few days. Between work, personal things, and the overwhelming lack of sleep, everything felt like too much. You could feel the stress weighing you down, settling in your chest, and despite the warm invitation, you couldn’t shake the sense of exhaustion that clung to you. The last thing you needed right now was Minho’s over-the-top pampering. You found yourself almost wishing he would be the quieter, more stoic Minho lots of people knew.

You sat at the kitchen counter, rubbing your temples, trying to ground yourself. The clink of glasses and the smell of food were all around you, yet it felt distant, like you couldn’t fully engage in the moment. Minho, ever attentive, seemed to notice and was quick to act.

“Here,” he said gently, handing you a glass of water with a soft smile. His hand falling to the small of your back. “You need to stay hydrated. Don’t forget, it’s important.” He placed a small kiss on your cheek.

You forced a small smile, trying to mask your frustration. “I know, Minho,” you muttered, taking the glass but not quite meeting his gaze. “You don’t have to remind me every five minutes.”

Minho blinked, clearly caught off guard by your tone. The usual lightheartedness between you both seemed to fade a little, and his face momentarily tightened, his eyes narrowing, just the slightest flicker of surprise crossing his features.

“I’m just making sure you’re okay,” he said, his voice softer now, a hint of vulnerability creeping into his words. “I care about you, and you seem agitated by something.”

His words were sincere, but for some reason, it only made your irritation grow. You had always appreciated how considerate Minho was with you specifically, how he’d go out of his way to make sure you felt good, but tonight, it was too much. You were so tired, mentally and physically, that even the smallest things felt like a weight you couldn’t carry. You just wanted to be left alone in your thoughts for a moment.

You exhaled sharply, frustration bubbling up as you tried to suppress it, but it was no use.

“Minho, seriously. Stop being so clingy,” you snapped, your voice sharper than you intended. “I don’t need you to make sure I’m comfortable every five seconds,” you muttered, the exhaustion making you sound harsher than you wanted. The words hung in the air, like they were already too much as soon as they left your lips.

The room seemed to freeze for a moment. Minho’s expression faltered, his eyes widening slightly as though your words had physically hit him. For a second, you regretted it, but the irritation still burned inside you.

His face fell, his smile slipping away. You could see it clearly now- the hurt in his eyes, the way his shoulders tensed, as if your words had taken the air out of him.

Minho didn’t respond immediately, and you could see his gaze shift downward, his fingers gently toying with the edge of the countertop. There was a long silence, the kind that felt like a distant echo, hanging heavily between you both.

“I just wanted to make sure you’re comfortable,” he said, his voice quieter, almost unsure. The tone was different now- softer, more vulnerable than it had been moments before. "Guess you want to treat you just the same as everyone else." His tone was no sharp, his hurt masking itself with irritation.

Your chest tightened with guilt, but the irritation still lingered.

Now he's gonna act all petty?

You opened your mouth to say something, but the words didn’t come out as you intended.

For the rest of the night, something in the air shifted. The warmth that had once been there, the playful teasing and easy camaraderie, seemed to evaporate. Minho didn’t joke around with you like he usually did, no teasing smirk or lighthearted remarks. Instead, he was quiet, almost too quiet, as if trying to withdraw without saying a word. His eyes avoided yours, and when you spoke, he answered in soft, clipped sentences, with a bit of a bite, as if holding back the true amount of venom he wanted to use.

The energy in the room felt stifling, as though the conversation had drained all the life out of it. You could feel the tension rising with each passing minute, the unsaid words hanging heavily in the space between you. Even the food, which normally would’ve been a comfort, seemed bland and cold.

You noticed how he didn’t even sit next to you while you ate- he lingered at the stove, focusing a bit to much on his cleanup.

He didn’t ask if you were okay anymore. He didn’t try to comfort you, or joke about the ridiculousness and pettiness of this whole situation.

It stung, and you hated that it did. You wanted to take it back, wanted to apologize, but your vice of pride kept you rooted in your silence. You didn’t know how to say sorry, not when the frustration felt like it was still gnawing at you.

When Minho finally did sit at the table, he finished his meal quickly, his plate pushed away, and he stood up, clearing the table with quick mechanical movements. He seemed to go through the motions, as though nothing had changed, but you could feel the tension.

When Minho finally looked at you, his eyes were distant, but there was a subtle flicker of hurt that you hadn’t expected, something you couldn’t ignore, and it stung more than you realized. Something that showed you your words had cut him even more than you had thought.

“Thanks for dinner,” you murmured, your voice barely above a whisper, void of the usual warmth. Now, it was no longer laced with irritation, that feeling had long since morphed into an unease and anxious guilt.

He nodded, but it was a small, mechanical motion, his gaze still not quite meeting yours. “Anytime.” He glanced at his watch, then turned away, his tone colder than it had been all evening. “I have work to do. But you can show yourself out whenever you’re ready. Drive safe.”

Before you could respond, he made his way to his room, then stopped mid-step. You saw the brief hesitation in his posture before he turned back toward you. Without another word, he leaned in and kissed your temple- a quick, almost reflexive gesture. But it was different this time.

It lacked the usual warmth, the reassurance he always gave when parting ways. This kiss felt more like a habit than an act of affection, as though he couldn’t help it, even now, despite the tension in the air.

It was a gesture you’d become accustomed to over the months.

Minho’s little ritual of kissing your temple before leaving, like a small blessing or a reminder that he cared. It had always made you feel safe, loved, and cared for. But tonight, it only made your heart ache more, because you realized just how deeply he still cared for you, even in the aftermath of your words. Even in the face of your anger, he was still showing you love, silently.

And that’s when it hit you- he was still being the bigger person. You, on the other hand, let your frustrations cloud your judgment, never fully appreciating the ways Minho always took care of you.

He was trying, trying so hard to make sure you knew you were loved, going out of his usual love language comfort zones, and you had just pushed him away with your harshness.

The kiss lingered in the air long after he pulled away, the silence between you thick with unspoken emotions.

And just like that, the evening ended. The space between you felt suffocating now. Every breath you took felt heavier than the last, as guilt gnawed at you from the inside.

You couldn’t help but wonder if you could have handled it better, if you could have just let the frustration go instead of lashing out. But Minho didn’t seem to want to address that issue tonight. Not now. And the realization that you had left him feeling like that hurt more than anything.

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Changbin

Changbin had always been energetic, especially when it came to hanging out with you. Whether it was spontaneous plans or meticulously planned-out evenings, he was the type to keep the energy high. But tonight, his energy felt more like an obligation- one that you didn’t ask for, but he seemed determined to push on you.

You didn’t want to ruin his mood, but you just weren’t in the right headspace for his relentless affection. It had been a long day, and you were struggling to keep up with the high spirits he was bringing. He practically showered you with snacks, offering things before you even knew you wanted them.

“Are you cold? I’ll get you a sweater.” “Do you need more chips? Wait, do you like these ones better?” “Should we pause the movie? Are you uncomfortable?”

It was sweet, really, but at the same time, you were starting to feel suffocated. You wanted to enjoy the movie, but you were also feeling the pressure of his constant presence, his constant attention. You just needed space- space to breathe without the constant checking in, without feeling like everything you did was being observed.

“Changbin,” you said, your voice more clipped than usual. “You’re being so clingy. Can you stop?”

The words left your mouth before you could fully process them, and as soon as you saw his face, you regretted it. His eyes, always so lively, lost their spark. His face fell, and for a moment, it felt like the entire room chilled. The warmth he usually exuded seemed to evaporate in an instant.

You couldn’t look away from the hurt in his eyes. He didn’t say anything, just stood up quickly, gathering the snack bags and tossing them into the trash without a word. You saw the back of his neck turn an extreme shade of crimson, inching its way up to the tips of his ears.

“Sorry, I’ll give you space,” he said flatly, his voice void of the usual playfulness.

You swallowed hard, trying to hold back the guilt that was already welling up in your chest. The words you had thrown out so carelessly weren’t just a reflection of your frustration- they had hit him, harder than you had intended.

You wanted to apologize, to fix it, but before you could, Changbin was already turning away, his focus shifting to his phone. He tapped away at it with far too much intensity, avoiding your gaze.

You thought about it then- his need to please, his constant effort to keep things light, was actually a way of overcompensating.

Changbin was trying to distract you from whatever it was that bothered you, from the things he knew were going on in your life. But tonight, all it did was make you feel like a burden. He didn’t want to face whatever was weighing on him, so he smothered you in attention. But all you wanted was to be left alone for a few minutes. But how was he supposed to know that when his affection was not only something you loved, but most of the time desperately craved.

As you glanced over at him, his shoulders were tense, and his fingers were working quickly on his phone. He hadn’t even seemed to notice that you had curled up against the couch, your arms crossed tightly over your chest. The movie was playing in the background, but neither of you were really watching it anymore.

The silence between you two thickened. Your own guilt was suffocating, but you couldn’t bring yourself to apologize, not yet. What was there to say? You had told him he was clingy, a word that no one ever wants to hear in a relationship.

It was a simple mistake, but it felt like something much worse.

As Changbin slipped off to the bathroom a while later, his movements were almost mechanical, as if he couldn’t stand to be around you for even a second longer. His absence left the room feeling cold. You pulled your phone out of your pocket to distract yourself, scrolling aimlessly, but something caught your eye. A text popped up on Changbin’s phone screen, and you leaned over to see it, a message from Hyunjin that made your stomach twist.

“Did you pop the question??!! Did Y/N say yes???!!”

The weight of the text hit you like a ton of bricks.

He had been planning to propose tonight.

He had been overcompensating, acting overly affectionate because he was nervous. He wanted everything to be perfect for you. He had been planning this all along, and here you were, pushing him away without realizing it.

A wave of guilt washed over you. You had been so wrapped up in your own stress that you had completely missed the signs.

When he returned from the bathroom, his face was flushed a deep shade of red. He avoided your gaze as he walked in, eyes glued to the floor, his shoulders hunched as though he were expecting some sort of confrontation. The atmosphere had changed, and you could feel it, like the air itself was thick with unspoken words.

“I…I’m sorry for being so clingy,” Changbin said quietly, his voice almost trembling. He lifted his eyes to meet yours, and you were struck by how vulnerable he looked, the way his face was tinged with embarrassment, and you swear his eyes were rimmed in a more irritated red, as if he had just come back from crying.

The confidence he usually exuded had dissolved, replaced by something far more raw.

The vulnerability in Changbin's voice made your chest tighten. His usual strength, the steady and confident energy he carried, seemed to crumble before you. His words hung in the air, heavy and full of meaning, yet your mind was spinning too fast to catch any of it.

“Changbin...” you began, but your throat felt dry. His eyes darted away from yours, as if holding your gaze was too much.

“I didn’t mean to overwhelm you,” he continued, his voice barely above a whisper, his words coming out even faster than he rapped. His fingers fidgeted with the hem of his shirt, a rare display of nervousness that twisted the guilt in your stomach even further. “I just thought maybe I could...I don’t know, help, but I didn't take your feelings into consideration. I'm sorry. It was wrong and not what you needed. So I apologize.”

His voice cracked slightly on the last word, and it hit you like a blow to the chest. You wanted to tell him he had helped, that his presence was a comfort, even if you hadn’t seen it at the time. That he didn't need to apologize that you were the one who needed to apologize. But instead, the words stuck in your throat, the weight of everything unsaid pressing down on you as you watched Changbin grabbing his things.

"Are you leaving?" Your heart leapt in your throat. “I’m sorry for snapping at you,” you managed, your voice softer now, almost pleading. “I didn’t mean it like that. I just...I’ve been so tired lately, and I wasn’t thinking-”

He nodded, but the gesture was slow, uncertain. His eyes flickered toward his phone on the coffee table for a moment, but then he quickly looked away. Pocketing it without a second glance. His lips pressed into a thin line, and you could see the effort it took for him to keep his composure.

“It’s fine,” he said finally, his voice flat in a way that didn’t sound like him. “You don’t have to explain.”

“But I want to explain,” you said quickly, stepping closer to him. “You didn’t deserve that. I just-”

Changbin shook his head, cutting you off. “It’s okay, really. I get it. Sometimes I can be...too much.” His laugh was bitter, a sound so unlike him that it made your heart ache. “I thought I was doing the right thing, but I guess I overstepped. My bad."

“You didn’t overstep,” you insisted, but your words felt hollow even to you.

You could see the way Changbin was retreating into himself, building walls where there had once been none. His usual openness, the way he wore his heart on his sleeve, was gone. In its place was a guarded version of him you had never seen before.

“I should go,” he said quietly, his voice devoid of its usual warmth.

“What?” you asked, your heart sinking. “Go? Changbin, wait-”

“It’s fine, Y/N.” he interrupted, forcing a tight smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “I think we both need some space.” His voice wavered and you could tell he was trying his best not to cry.

The words hit you like a slap, and for a moment, you couldn’t breathe. You wanted to argue, to tell him to stay, but the look in his eyes stopped you. He was hurt- really hurt- and no amount of apologizing in that moment would fix it.

“Bin...” you tried again, your voice breaking.

“I’ll call you tomorrow, jagiya.” he said quickly, not giving you a chance to respond. He turned toward the door, his movements stiff and deliberate, as though he were holding himself together with sheer willpower.

The sound of the door closing behind him was deafening.

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Hyunjin

Hyunjin had always been the most observant of anyone in your life. Which was one aspect that made you fall for him rather quickly. That and his passionate flair matched with unparalleled looks sparked a tender, fragile and deeply cinematic and irreplaceable type of love. He could read your moods with the kind of precision that sometimes felt like he could peer into your soul.

Tonight was no different.

He’d planned an afternoon at the art gallery, an activity you both loved for different reasons. His enthusiasm was infectious as he led you through the exhibits, explaining things with his usual passion. The way his eyes lit up as he spoke about the paintings, his voice filled with such excitement, usually made you feel lighter, but tonight, it all felt like too much. You wanted to enjoy it, but your mind was elsewhere. The weight of everything that had been building up- the stress of work, the tension with friends, an inexplicable loneliness creeping in- was clouding your thoughts.

You kept nodding and smiling politely, but your mind was racing, unable to focus on the beauty around you and next to you.

By the time you reached the café you always frequented afterwards, you felt drained, and Hyunjin’s constant attention started to feel a little too much.

And you couldn't help but feel a bit irritable at the fact that Hyunjin hadn't noticed that you wanted a bit of space.

He was supposed to notice everything wasn't he? You thought sarcastically to yourself.

He was offering to refill your drink every few minutes, asking if you needed more sugar, commenting on the way you "cute" you were holding your cup.

Yet every time he looked at you, it felt like he was trying to read you, trying to fix what was broken inside you when you didn’t even know how to explain what was wrong.

And he still somehow couldn't manage it...

“Hyunjin,” you finally said, setting your cup down with a frustrated sigh. “Can you just sit down for a minute and stop fretting over every little thing I do?” Your voice was sharper than you intended, and even as you said it, a twinge of guilt crept in.

His brow furrowed, and his smile faltered, the lightness in his demeanor vanishing as his eyes searched yours for any hint of what was wrong.

“What’s wrong? Are you okay?” he asked, his voice soft but laced with concern, as if he could tell something was off but couldn’t quite pinpoint it.

You forced a small smile, hoping it would reassure him, but it felt empty even to you. “Yeah, I’m fine, I’m just... overwhelmed. Thought you would have noticed that by now,” you murmured, your words like an apology, even though they weren’t enough to explain the depth of what you were feeling.

He nodded but didn’t sit down in his own seat. Rather he continued to hover, shifting in the booth next to you, tapping his fingers on the table. The pressure of his presence- his concern, his need to keep checking on you- was starting to feel like an anchor, weighing you down when all you wanted was to float, to escape for just a moment.

"Hyunjin!" you snapped, unable to keep the frustration from your voice. You hated how you sounded, like a burden, but the words spilled out before you could stop them, "You’re being clingy! I thought I made that clear." You quipped, frustration bubbling up and over and out, directed at him.

His eyes widened, and for a moment, the color seemed to drain from his face. He didn’t speak at first, his mouth parting as if he was trying to find the right words. His gaze flickered to the side, and then he sighed quietly, the weight of the sigh making your heart sink. He licked his lip nervously.

“Okay,” he said, his voice small, almost defeated. He pushed his chair back gently and moved to sit across from you, but his posture was off- his shoulders slumped, his back stiff with a tension you hadn’t noticed before. His leg shaking up and down silently. The usual ease and warmth of his presence had shifted, replaced by something colder and anxious.

The rest of the evening was extremely strained. Hyunjin was quieter than usual, his focus elsewhere, barely making eye contact with you. Every time you tried to start a conversation, hoping to push past your miniature outburst, he seemed as if he was consciously avoiding you. He kept his gaze on his phone, fiddling with it absently, or staring off into the distance like he was waiting for something- anything- to change. His usual playful, admiration filled comments were gone, and in their place was a silence that made the air thickly discomforting.

You wanted to apologize, to explain yourself better, but something held you back. Maybe it was the fear that he wouldn’t understand, or maybe you were too embarrassed by how you had snapped at him in public of all places.

You couldn’t tell him how much you had been struggling, how every small thing was feeling too heavy to carry. You didn’t want him to worry about you, not like this, not when you couldn’t even explain it properly.

As you both finished your drinks, the silence between you felt too much to handle. His suffocating warmth and attention was gone, and you wished for that back rather than whatever the hell this was.

The energy between you had shifted so drastically that it felt like you were sitting next to a stranger.

When the bill came, Hyunjin stood up without a word, his movements quick. He paid, still not meeting your eyes. His fingers lingered on the edge of his wallet for a moment too long, like he was trying to force himself to do something, to act like everything was fine.

But the hesitation in his actions, the stiffness in his demeanor, told you everything. You had pushed him away, and now he was retreating behind a wall of his own.

“I’ll walk you home,” he said, but his voice lacked the usual warmth. It was polite, but you could hear the sadness behind it.

You nodded, but there was nothing else to say. The walk home was filled with nothing but the sound of your footsteps and the occasional shift of his feet beside you. The distance between you felt insurmountable now, even though you were so close to each other physically.

When you reached your door, you hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do. You wanted to say something- apologize, maybe- but Hyunjin was already backing away, his eyes avoiding yours.

“I’ll see you later,” he said, his voice quiet, and with that, he turned and walked away without looking back.

You stood there, staring after him, feeling the weight of your words settle heavily on your chest.

"What did I do." You mumbled to yourself, letting the door close behind you with a soft click, but the regret in your heart all but made up for that.

And as the night stretched on, you realized the tension between you wasn’t something that could be fixed easily. Hyunjin was hurting, and you had no idea how to fix it.

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chris ୨୧ he is definitely the type who does not give two shits. he will kiss you whenever he wishes to; at the recording studio, when 3racha and maybe even rest of his members are recording for the coming album; in breaks; during practice when you come visit him, or when you’re at his shared dorm with jeongin. this man will not hesitate once to pull you onto his lap, and pressing light, feather kisses to your lips, cheeks, nose, forehead, with soft pats on your head or middle. however it’s hard to miss how adorable he looks when crimson rises up his cheeks, ears and neck, grin widening as deep chuckles leave his mouth- followed by a glare, because seungmin probably calls you two grandparents or just him, an old man. he will get shy and flustered when his members tease him — but that won’t stop him from fulfilling his wishes, after some giggling !! he needs to have his arm around you, or fingers lacing yours or his on your thigh, at all times. a simple act that helps him ground, knowing you’re there with him. and of course, he will keep a limit to the pda, not wanting to cringe out or distract his members — or get himself carried away with you.

minho ୨୧ this man is definitely a ruthless tease. you're around him and the members, he's leaning in close, your noses touching. the next thing you know, he flicks your nose with that stupid grin on his face, sprinting away to continue practicing or whatever it was that he was doing. but the teasing ends soon, as he just can't help but be beside you all the time. have his hand on your lower back, hips (living up to the butthunter title), or even holding your hands if you're lucky. he will fold but pretend to act nonchalant when you give him a peck on the cheek- or lips.

changbin ୨୧ okay hmo. he loves loves LOVES back hugs. it doesn’t matter if he’s on the giving or receiving end. he just loves them. also forehead kisses and cuddling even if it’s brief !!!!!!!!!!!!!! he is down bad for physical affection, definitely. having you on his lap, or his arms around your waist, and caressing your skin. pecks on the lips for sure. he won’t mind the others but he will get shy but a little when the members tease him or hyunjin feigns hurt of his wife leaving him; only for you to fluster your boyfriend more after another kiss. a big baby, always wanting to be close to you. (dying rn)

hyunjin ୨୧ he is such a romantic guy. when it comes to pda, i think he's definitely very touchy. in a good way; he might be back-hugging you, resting his chin on your head or shoulder, or leaving a ghost of a kiss at the back of your neck, under your hairline. probably also likes if your fingers are intertwined too, with him kissing your knuckles. he will not leave your side, at all !!!!!!!!! you're like his personal lucky charm. maybe during a break from practice, he'll be showing you the new choreo and maybe even teaching it to you so you to try it.. but i bet the two of you will get carried away, and will either be making out very intimately or start ballroom-dancing while giggling like elementary kids. he really loves you and will show it every minute !!

hyunjin ୨୧ he is such a romantic guy. when it comes to pda, i think he's definitely very touchy. in a good way; he might be back-hugging you, resting his chin on your head or shoulder, or leaving a ghost of a kiss at the back of your neck, under your hairline. probably also likes if your fingers are intertwined too, with him kissing your knuckles. he will not leave your side, at all !!!!!!!!! you're like his personal lucky charm. maybe during a break from practice, he'll be showing you the new choreo and maybe even teaching it to you so you to try it.. but i bet the two of you will get carried away, and will either be making out very intimately or start ballroom-dancing while giggling like elementary kids. he really loves you and will show it every minute !!

mastertag ୨୧ @cosmicalily

[cutecherrygirl]

Skz Hyung line imagine

When he kisses you.

Warnings: cute, soft, not as cringe <3

Bang Chan

Chan would be super gentle and just delicately press his lips to yours before pulling away. He'd smile at you as he saw your frustration and then lean in again, brushing your nose with his as he did so. He would want to keep frustrating you but eventually he wouldn't be able to help himself and just give in, allowong your lips full control over his because he was utterly powerless to your touch.

Lee know

Minho's kisses would be raw and lustful amd he'd greedily pull your hair begging you to come closer to him, Minho would push you against the first surface he could find and his hand would roam your body, pinching and stroking your skin as heoved delicately around your body.

Changbin

Binnie would take your face in his hands and stare into your eyes, holding your gaze for a few seconds before grinning widley and pulling your face close. Binnie would be very passionate amd in sheer seconds the kiss would become hungry and heated, his tongue begging for entery.

Hyunjin

Hyunjin would be so soft with you and he would treat you like a porclein, so delicately afraid that you would break beneath him. His hand would brush your cheek bones and he'd smile at how soft your skin was, he'd push his hand against your back pulling you close and then he would lean in, pressing his lips against yours, moving in sync with your own and you would feel his lips curl as he smirked.

[salamanderdr]

Hyungline

[cupid-ville]

. ݁₊ ⊹ FLIRTING WITH THEM USING MEMES . ݁₊

hyungline!skz x reader ⋆.˚ warnings ; suggestive ⋆.˚ maknae line here!!!

BANGCHAN + LEEKNOW

CHANGBIN + HYUNJIN

[h4untedgrl]

pretty boy | skz hyungline

—♱ genre/au: established relationship, bf! skz hyung line, smau, it’s literally just “posting” your skz boyfie

—♱ warnings: cussing, slightly suggestive

channie

minho

binnie

hyunnie

—♱ a/n: hey angelss, so i’m still have a concussion lol. so i just write a full fic so i decided to do this instead :) hope you enjoy!

—♱ taglist: @vampzity @dvrktvnnel @scarfac3 @dollywoo

maknaeline

[nothingsure127]

☆SKZ HYUNGLINE REACTION : WHEN YOU SENT PIC OF YOUR PREGNANCY KIT, WHILE THEY'RE AT WORLD TOUR. (Fake text) _________________________________

Just fluff🍥🍧🍨🍬🍡🍭🍮

[pastelracha]

SKZ reacting the your nipple piercing

☾ Title : SKZ reacting to your nipple piercing

☾ REBLOG/FEED BACK IS ALWAYS WELCOME

☾ Pairing: skz hyungline x fem!reader

☾ Genre: MINORS DNI , smut, established relationship.

☾ Prompt: request : skz reacting to their s/o having their nipple pierced? (i love your writing btw)

☾ A/N:  this is one is for all my pierced babies (including myself), I've been dying to write this one for so looong, and I think I went a little too horny for some of them, don’t forget to give me your feed back guys, and please interact with the reactions/ scenarios I post thanks xox 

☾ Word Count: ~1.2K

masterlist | ask or request

BANG CHAN 

Chan never thought about nipple piercing before, it wasn’t in his mind but since the day he saw the shade of the two little balls on each side of your nipple under one of his shirt, it activated the switch in his mind. 

It was now one of his biggest turn on, on you. One of his now favorite features of yours. He is almost thinking about getting a matching one, cause it make you so sensitive whenever he is teasing that one nipple and damn he is so weak for the cold metal hitting his warm tongue. 

Chan is a simple man loving everything of his s/o. But drunk chan reacted differently to this jewelry sharing with the rest of 3racha that, that one little thing adoring your breast was the best thing in his sexual life ( a bit much here mister! ) how you reacted every time he plays with it. 

So now on every simple time he let you ride him, he is having that one nipple in his mouth, it almost creating a lactation kink deep down his mind. 

LEE MINHO 

When the idea finally made its way in your mind, minho was neither against or for, he didn’t really think much. But after you finally did it, he find himself lost on his private navigation looking for the benefit of the said piercing, what was the most pleasurable thing to do with it. And soon he find that ice, was a thing for you, the cold cube erecting your nipple and making the slivers balls getting so shiny under the light .. minho was a gone man, about the nuts in seconds just at the sight. 

Teasing the small piercing with his tongue and almost wishing for your second nipple to have the same little ornament. 

It soon became a new way of trying new stuffs to trying to get you cum only by playing with your breast and minho finally discovered he was a breast man thanks to you. 

SEO CHANGBIN 

Since chan told him about that damn piercing, Changbin couldn’t think about any other things. He became obsessed with your breast imagining a small metal bar going through your sensitive skin here. So when you got the said piercing while he was on tour, and send that one photo. Your breast covered in  an almost transparent bralette, he came in his pants like a teenager receiving his first nude. 

But the worst thing was when you told him he couldn’t play with it until it was healed. He just couldn’t wait, to try many things already planning it in his notes. 

So everyday he would received a update photo of the jewelry hiding under your best choice of bralette making him wishing these 2 weeks could go faster. and when he finally had the piercing right under his nose, he looked at it like a kid in a toy store, eyes full of stars and a bit of drool on the side of his lower lip. 

HWANG HYUNJIN 

Hyunjin being the artist he is, the first time he saw that piece of art on your breast his mind ran so fast, many ideas fusing in his brain, to body paint, picture on his old camera and painting your body on many blank canvas. He did it all. 

But he favorite was that one edible body paint he find on amazon. He would send a long time to paint on your breast just to take a photo and after running his tongue and teeth on your skin. 

Hwang Hyunjin was gone on the second your custom piercing was hitting his tongue, groaning so loud and grabbing your hips like a wild animal. 

He would draw customs piercing for you and ordering it as presents, getting you a huge collection of ornament for your breast. 

HAN JISUNG 

Jisung loved feeling the cold bit caressing his chest whenever he was taking you, almost laying on you for his own pleasure feeling the small cold balls teasing his hot nipple, but he also loved taking you early morning being the big spoon, one hand under your neck and the second one holding your pierced breast feeling his ‘favorite friend’ aka your piercing. The fact it didn’t really made you more sensitive or else it was Jisung favorite thing to touch during your sessions. It became his guilty pleasure. 

He couldn’t help but his eyes taking place on your breast every time your were with him. Almost feeling like the most pervert boyfriend on the planet. So the day you came back with a second piercing on the other breast Jisung though he directly went to heaven when he saw it. ‘Forget what they says about diamonds being girls bff, your pierced nipple are my cock bff’ a true Jisung’s style. LEE FELIX

That one time Felix what explaining something to you and accidentally touched your braless breast on a Sunday afternoon, he looked so confused  ‘what was this hard thing on your nipple?’ You simply laughed telling him you went your friend get a piercing cause why not? 

Felix was so fascinated by the small piece of jewelry on your skin it was kind go funny seeing him looking at it trying to think what he wanted to do with it at the moment. 

Tugging it, licking it, kissing it, sucking it, but surely his favorite thing was tugging it whenever he cuffed you to the bed watching you, getting frustrate with him cause he was the biggest tease ever.  

And one day decided to pinched your naked nipple asking you if it hurt and taking pleasure just by hearing moan. In conclusion lee Felix is kind a sadistic since you got this piercing. 

KIM SEUNGMIN 

Since he got his braces off Seungmin was the most happy and horny man on the face of the earth, He could finally pleasure your fine breast, a promised you made to him when he knew and had his appointment to get rid of his braces, a nipple piercing. 

When he finish getting his braces off the first thing he did was calling you, telling you to wait for him on your bed and ready for him to play for a long time. 

He spend at least 30 minutes just sucking, tugging and licking your nipple as if it was the finest ice cream. Getting you off with just his tongue and fingers, on your sensitive skin and his second hand deep in your panties, looking at you softly as if he was the softest lover on the earth. YANG JEONGIN

Jeongin was obsessed we can say at least, he never thought of this piercing but seeing it proudly sitting on your breast he was insane. 

‘Look at my baby being a big bad bitch with her new jewl feeling bad darling ?’ He made him running his dirty mouth, he took pleasure in hitting your breast until you moan him to stop, but moaning so loud at the same time, grinning your hips on his, craving a little friction where you needing him the most. He was a little tease its his favorite thing to do, tease you until you can’t take it anymore. And when he was happy watching you being a crying mess he would finally penetrated you and taking you nipple in his mouth, rewarding his good girl. 

[kflixnet]

PART I | PART II | PART III | PART IV

• abby / abigail, [ enhastolemyheart ] “everything's a game. the only thing we get to decide in this life is if we play to win.” ↳ she/her | en-

• aki, [ stuck-in1 + seamlessabyss ] ↳ she/her | en-, svt, tbz “if i wanted someone like me, i’d hang out with myself. i’d hang out with myself❄️🌑.”

• alexia, [ lvoire ] ↳ she/him | txt “yeonjuns actual wife! (100% true!!).”

• arya, [ idubiluv ] ↳ she/her | en-, svt “is this due at 11:59pm too?”

• ashley, [ gyuwrites + reveriescloud ] ↳ she/her | svt “this road seems so familiar, yet so unfamiliar.”

• ayis, [ seosracha ] ↳ any pronouns | en-, zb1 “ijboling through life.”

• bea, [ beahae ] ↳ she/her | bts, svt “i have a lot of biases.”

• cho, [ yours-lovingly-cho ] “my bed is a magical place, where i suddenly remember all that i forgot to do” ↳ she/her | en-

• coco, [ enluv​​ ] ↳ she/they | en-, txt, skz, tbz “promise i’ll post my new fic tonight! *coco indeed did not post her new fic that night*.”

• cubbs, [ bbybearcubbs ] ↳ they/them | en- “autocorrect you're the worst, did you know that?”

• davin, [ d20inthefranxx + karasuno-o + fukurohoshi + aobajohsan ] ↳ she/her | en-, svt, atz “i write thinking i’m kim eon sook or something lol .”

• ele, [ facioleeknow ] “i was born tired and i live to nap” ↳ she/they | skz, svt

• elv, [ userseokmins + userelv ] ↳ she/her | svt “seokmin is the loml.”

• em, [ hyeosi​ ] ↳ any pronouns | boynextdoor, en- “eat, sleep, kim chaewon, repeat!”

• heather, [ seungkwan-s + soonyoungblr ] ↳ she/her | en-, skz, txt, svt “a tea a day keeps the stress away.”

• isa, [ isawritesss ] “wanna live y/n's life soo bad” ↳ she/her | en-

• izzy, [ from-izzy + from-m-izzy ] ↳ she/her | nct, tbz “isn't it ironic how time never waits for us, but we always wait for time?”

• j (jia, jules), [ kyufilms ] ↳ she/her | en-, txt, trsr “i’m warning you now, i haven’t proofread anything.”

• jasmine, [ uwuheeseungie + jeonsbun ] ↳ she/her | en-, skz, tbz, atz, txt, svt “live your life to the fullest. don’t let anyone hold you back.”

• jiseol, [ wvnkoi ] ↳ she/her | en-, zb1, txt “why be scared when you breathe the same air as the lee heeseung??”

• june, [ junkissed + onlyhuis ] ↳ she/her | svt “number one wen junhui lover.”

• kaira / kai, [ hanverse ] “daydreaming about all the fics i want to write” ↳ she/her | atz, en-, skz, svt

• latrii, [ latriii ] ↳ she/her | en-, zb1 “the day gyuvin gets more than 20 secs in a song will be the day i rest.”

• leela, [ kisstuals ] ↳ she/her | nct dream “a total 5% of my ideas actually come into fruiton.”

• lexi, [ midmourn ] “careful, or you’ll end up in my novel” ↳ she/her | nct dream

• lina, [ beomqutie ] ↳ she/her | txt, en- (hyungline) “let’s run away together <3.”

• mei, [ hoonfever ] ↳ she/her | en- “gimme a sec, i need to walk my fish.”

• mia, [ ohmytyong ]  ↳ she/her | nct “daydreaming in neo pearl champagne.”

• missy, [ qqtxt + an-exotic-writer ] ↳ she/her | txt “whatever you do, do it with love.”

• miya, [ jungwonize ] ↳ he/they/xe or any | en-, txt, skz, ive, lesserafim “wake up, cry, and think about nishimura riki.”

• nihyun, [ nihyunluvskookie ] ↳ she/her | svt, skz, mx, bts, nct “escaping the reality right now.”

• nish, [ nishloves ] ↳ she/her | svt, bts, txt, en- “the world sees the displacement they don't care about the distance.”

• nova, [ thediaryofalover​ + love-is-sourgrapes ] ↳ they/she | skz, itzy “i think i can manage.”

• ny, [ ksnfangz ] ↳ she/her | en-, zb1, boynextdoor “i like waffles?”

• plymmie, [ kimchicollardgreens + vvh0adie ] ↳ they/them | bts “fics made with love and -oops- chemical-x too now ;)”

• rie, [ pyeonghongrie + pyeonghongrie-main + pyeonghongreations​ ] ↳ he/him | atz, txt “i may have girlbossed too close to the sun..”

• sarah, [ gyu-effect + woosuns + rutonabae + nishimuraas + chandulset + honeyseob ] ↳ she/her | nct, exo, shinee, sm, svt, tbz, treasure, en-, skz, p1h “famous i’m so fabulous.”

• savv, [ savventeen + nsavvfw ] ↳ he/they | atz, skz, txt, en- “there are two wolves inside me: one wants to be poetic and beautiful while the other wants to be a f**king meme.”

• shay, [ en-zen ] “spoiler: we don't make it in the end... it started when...” ↳ she/her | en-, svt, txt

• sheep, [ wonsheep + heatrache ] ↳ she/her | en- “well, that surely was something.”

• sonata, [ flwoie ] “i break my laptop twice a day because of reading.” ↳ she/her | en-, txt, tbz, gncd, zb1

• soph, [ hanniluvi ] “no one likes sweet by tbz like i do.” ↳ any pronouns | en-, txt, tbz

• stili, [ garlichoisan + min-inu ] “jeong yunho's strawberry darling 🍓.” ↳ she/her | atz

• sunny, [ sunoksunny ] “carry on, dreamer, you are the only one who can.” ↳ any pronouns | en-

• tee, [ hyunnows + jeongcake ] “uncoordinated insomniac navigating through life” ↳ she/her | bts, skz, txt

• vidia, [ heecrush ] “no ac in the crib but i got plenty of fans >:).” ↳ any pronouns | en-

• vira, [ envirae ] “everything i do i do for jake sim.” ↳ she/her | en-, txt, nct dream

• viv(ian), [ orochxi + ujunxverse ] “i aspire to be the a24 of this hellsite (mission failed).” ↳ she/her | en-, txt, atz, aespa

• xan, [ tbzloonar ] “reporting live from eric’s business” ↳ they/he | tbz, loona, txt

• xian, [ forlix ] “always thinking about that damn felix tiktok…” ↳ she/they | skz

• zai, [ scrrra + samudan ] “wizone and zerose before human.” ↳ any pronouns | zb1, en-, txt, le sserafim, ive, nwjns, aespa, iz*one, boynextdoor

• zerda, [ a1sh1teruu + ssanssang ] “mom told me not to talk with strangers.” ↳ she/her | atz, svt

[pnutbutter-n-j-elyy]

no pressure but wanted to put in a request: skz reaction when y/n calls them clingy (you can choose a member if you don't want to write for everyone!!) since they're are a lot of the inverse

hyungline is up :3

[yaniluvs]

lingering touches and stolen kisses 日 ── ot8 [maknae line] skz ; how is pda with your boyfriend?

click to be directed to the hyung-line version !!

𓍯 maknae-line idol!skz ʚଓ fem!reader ：（ 𝒾 ）0.7k ── ༯ HEADCANONS, tooth rotting fluff, kisses, hugs, established relationship, req. by anon . ⸝⸝𓂃 LiBRARY. /ᐠ.ꞈ.ᐟ\ྀིྀི

yani's note ˖˙ ᰋ maknae line ver. !! as we are iii is in works and might be posted by today >< thanks to anon for the request, hope you like it! comments, requests, asks, likes and reblogs are always appreciated ! comment/ask if you want to be added to my mastertag ! happy reading <3

jisung ୨୧ this man dgaf. honestly, if anything, he's going to be yapping to you 24-7. belting random love songs while in the dressing room, for you. wants to be holding your hand, definitely.. (see what i did there?) giving you a lot of pecks. mostly on your lips or chin. idk why, i just feel like he'd do that. randomly starts spinning you and laughing in between practices. desperate of your attention. during lunch breaks, he definitely wants to feed you a bit, even with you complaining. the jeekies being so full of food, random winks thrown at your direction with dramatic flying kisses; no matter the complaints shot by his members, and a certain glare by a certain someone. i'd say not even two minutes later he's being chased minho.

felix ୨୧ my baby !!!!! he's definitely a little shy because of the constant teasing of his members. i feel like he'd also not only love holding your hand like all the others, but also be comparing the sizes of your palms, his being tiny but still bigger than your tinier ones, both wearing the couple rings he bought for you two. he'd also be absentmindedly tracing shapes, and anything on your skin, tickling you a bit. he loves to see you giggle or laugh, joining you. he's stay really close to you, when you're counting his freckles. he's so giving you pecks all over your face, and even little head pats. he's absolutely adorable and a bigggggg cuddle bear >< (you saw it coming.) loves loves loves having you on his lap ! you cannot prove me wrong; it can be when you're alone, or with the members; sometimes during breaks between his practice, or when he's in the dorm, trying to go back to silver from bronze, with the rest of the younger maknae line (seungmo, iyen). with the controller in his hands, arms circling around your waist, trapping you as you watched them play, possible trying to count the freckles on his face when you're distracted by him. it doesn't matter, he neeeedssss you close !!

seungmin ୨୧ a literal menacing pup of a boyfriend. he'll be treating you more like a kid than a girlfriend. playing soooo hard to get even if you're in a relationship for a year (it's normal !! he loves pushing your buttons. but there definitely is a very soft side of him.) / being nonchalant, as if he's not tempted to keep you on his lap every single minute. holding hands. he will not be very loud about it, but he will keep it subtle and cutesy. caressing your thumb. caressing your cheek when you lean in too close. heating up like a cherry when you give him a peck, shocking him; he's embarrassed asf. the member's presence is not helping. he will not admit it but he clearly is flustered and wants more of the kisses. but usually won't initiate it in public. feel like subtle grips on your waist or thigh; protectively. some days, he'll be initiating hugs in public though. keeping you close, in a louder way, ykwim? probably also likes braiding your hair or putting it in a bun (and almost failing to do so), when your hair is down or he's just bored.

jeongin ୨୧ he's as red as a tomato, at first though !! the hyungs just can't believe seeing their maknae having a lover; they do love you; but they love love love teasing the hell out of him. though it grows on him. at first, he used to only hold you close or give brief cheek-pecks, but as you both got used to it, he doesn't mind it anymore but he's not as loud as in private. it's not a big deal, he's just very private about his love life !! when with the members, he's comfortable. back-hugs, forehead kisses, tiny pecks, holding hands, all of that. very protective though. needs you around him at all times. he'd also be having have an arm around your shoulders !! if you're cold, either wrapping his arms around you works or draping his jacket on your shoulders does too.

mastertag ୨୧ @cosmicalily

[malarign]

malarign’s works in progress!

angst: ☁️ | fluff: 💞 | suggestive: ❤️‍🔥

short stories:

(nothing here yet!)

smau:

your texts with them when they’re on tour: hyung line 💞

headcanons:

anniversary (how you would spend your anniversary together) hyung line 💞

affection (how they would express their love) hyung line 💞

moments of rest (how they would spend their days off with you) hyungline 💞

tourist (when both of you visit your home country) hyungline 💞

kisses (how and where they would kiss you) hyungline 💞/❤️‍🔥

privilege (literally just my approach on partner privilege and enha) enhypen 💞

orange peel theory: enhypen 💞

rejecting their hug: enhypen 💞

home (their ways to make you feel like at home) enhypen 💞

how your relationship with them got revealed: enhypen 💞

moment they realised they’re in love: skz 💞

series and mini-series:

Enhypen as my favorite old songs | individually ☁️💞❤️‍🔥

Sound of silence | idolbff!Jake x fem!reader | genre: smau 💞

synopsis: after almost year of y/n and Jake’s online-friendship she decides to muster the courage to meet in real life, not knowing who hides behind her phone’s screen

[cutecherrygirl]

Stray kids Hyung line imagine :)

Try Hard

Warning: cringe 😍☝🏻, this is seed of my imagination ive been thinking about writing this long time ago but yeah its cringe so enjoy

Disclaimer: this is in their POV!

Bang Chan : "I pierced my lips so she thinks im cool"

She never noticed me, she never bothered looking my way. I heard she was into bad boys, so I pierced my lip, thinking she would finally see me in a different light. She walked passed me, but she stopped. Then looked at me. "Chan, wow, you got a lip piercing!" She said, lokking at my newly pierced lip. "You like it?" I asked, hoping she would say yes. She nodded and giggled, "I think you look cool. call me sometime?" She wrote her number on my palm, winked and walked off.

Lee know : "I play guitar but she's into drummers"

I didn't know what this girl had that other didn't, but every time I see her, I just want to pick her up and twirl her around in my arms. She was special. She had this rebellious side, but she was also pretty innocent in her own way. I overheard her talking with her friend the other day, saying that she really liked Drummers. Well, that was rather disappointing " Cheer up, mate, " Chan said, patting my back. I sighed, burrying my head in my hands. " Can you just teach me Hyung? I just wanna know how to play them" Chan started laughing " Oh look at little lino trying to impress a girl" I blushed " Hyung! Seriously stop-" "Minho?" I was cut off by an angelic, soft-sounding voice, which I know all too well. I looked up at her, and her face was as red as tomato, " Um, hey, so..I think you guys were amazing at your last concert. And I think you're pretty hot, so...want to go out with me?" I turned to look at Chan, who nodded and mouthed, "get some," before pushing me towrds her.

Changbin : "She's seen my face around but she doesn't even know my name"

" Cone on Bin, have some confidence" Minho said to me, patting my shoulder. We were currently in Starbucks, watchung her as she innocently sipped her coffee while she texted with her free hand. I've liked her for awhile now, but I dont really habe guts to ask her out. She doesn't even know my name, but she's seen me once or twice around the town. " I dont know," I say, unsure of whether I should or not approach her. Lino Rolled his eyes at me, saying " if you won't, then I will" I found myself walking over to her the next minute, with a snickering Minho behind me. I cleared my throat, stopping in front of her table. She looked up at me with those beautiful eyes, "Hi," she says, with a smile. "So yeah, my name is Changbin-" "So youre Changbin! I've been wondering what you're name was cuz I've been seeing you around alot, and I thought you were cute. So, care to join me for some coffee?"

Hyunjin : "But who knew, she's in the crowd of my show"

The spotlight blinded me, but I still kept on performing. I glanced down at the audience, and there she was. She was stanind in the front row, smiling up at me. She was only just a dream back then, but now I really couldn't believe she came here, to see me perform. I smiled at her, and winked, and she looked down shyly. I couldn't syop staring at her throughout the entire performance, nonr of us could break the eye contact. Finally, our dance ended and Chan thanked Stay. I shot her a smile, which she returned, before heading backstage with the rest of the band, wishing I could finally meet her.

[binnie-xox]

Stray Kids Japan official Twitter Post

Hyung line +Hyunjin

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the hyungs + maknae

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my boy | skz maknaeline

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