#i was in the middle of this before the chan one from earlier actually but i needed to finish it before bed. so. here we are

[briankang]

Magic, madness, heaven, sin

[pancakeszs]

the world finds out that you're dating

♡pairing: hyungline!skz x fem!reader

♡wc: 2.3k

♡contents: kissing, fluff, guilt

♡synopsis: the internet accidentally finds out that you and are in a relationship due to a minor slip up.

♡a/n: this is not proofread so please ignore any typos you see. i was really eager to post this! i hope you all enjoy and i hope to write more skz content in the future!

WRITTEN BY @pancakeszs (please do not copy, plagiarize, repost, translate, or edit)

bangchan˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

bangchan has always felt a strong sense of responsibility not only for the members safety but for yours too. ever since you both started dating he made sure your relationship was not in the public’s eye. 

he knew that some “fans” would come after you and insult you for no reason at all and that was his biggest nightmare. for the past year you both have been doing a good job at keeping your relationship under wraps, that is until there’s an emergency.

you had been watching one of bang chans concerts, supporting him from afar when a fight broke out and you were caught in the middle.

you turned to the side to find two girls yelling at each other “you’re blocking my view!!” one girl screamed “it’s not my fault!” the second girl screamed back. security couldn’t hear because of how loud the whole concert was so you took it upon yourself to break up the fight before it escalated.

you moved through the crowd to the girls “guys, can’t we just enjoy the show?” one of the girls turned to you and said “mind your own business bitch!” 

you frowned “you’re ruining the show not only for yourself but for everyone else! can’t you just move so the other girl can see?” you try to explain a simple solution but the girl doesn’t want to hear it.

“who do you think you are coming over here? do you want to fight me?” she asks.

“no i just want to enjoy the show without you guys yelling and starting a fight.” you explain trying to keep calm.

you can see the girl getting mad and she  raises her hand to hit you but before she can swing you hear bangchan yell from the stage “hey!”

the girl who was about to hit you looks over to him to find him staring right at you. she immediately starts fangirling forgetting about how she almost assaulted you. “bangchan i love you!” she screams.

“and i love my girlfriend, who you were about to hit.” he says frowning. your jaw drops at the fact that he actually just said that, publically, in the middle of a concert.

the girl turns to you “know way you’re his girlfriend, did you pay him or something?” 

you’re still in shock and you look at bangchan who signals to the security to escort the girl out. 

the girl screams and kicks her feet and she’s dragged away but you’re focused on bangchan. he winks at you and security takes you back stage before anyone can snap photos or take a good look at your face. 

after the show bangchan rushes back to find you sitting on the couch watching the performance from a screen in the back. “are you ok?” he asks as you comes up to you checking you to see if the girl had hit you before he noticed. “i’m okay chan…thank you. but you didn’t have to do that. now everyone will know we’re together.” 

“today just proved that you can get hurt either way but atleast true fans will support us. and anyways as long as we have each other it’ll be okay.” 

“i love you babe” you say as he leans in for a kiss.

“i love you too.” he whispers.

lee know ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

it was easy for you and lee know to keep your relationship on the down low. he never really spoke about his personal in interviews and kept questions about it vague. him not showing off your relationship didn’t mean he loved you any less, he just wanted to protect you from the haters on the internet. you didn’t mind it either, you preferred just being in eachothers company without having expectations from people. 

one night you come over to lee knows house since you bought his cats a new toy you’d seen on tik tok. you had texted him earlier in the day that you would be coming over and he had replied telling you he was excited. unfortunately it had slipped lee knows mind that you were coming over and he was on a youtube live completely oblivious to the fact that you were supposed to come over.

you knocked on his door and lee know turned around confused.  “i don’t think im expecting anyone…” he said to the chat and then walked over to the door. he opened it and his eyes widened when he realized it was you.

you smiled widely when he opened the door and leaned in for a hug. “hi, my love! i brought the cat toys.” when you pulled away you noticed the horror on his face.

“is everything alright?” you asked concerned.

“wait right here.” he says as he runs back into the room. he checks the live and sees that the camera has a full view of the door. he scans the cha quickly and watches as they flood with comments like:

“did they just hug?”

“is that his girlfriend?”

“did she call him “my love?””

he quickly said “sorry, i have to go now.’” and ended the live.

he came back to the door and opened it to find you standing there waiting.

“what happened?” you asked still confused.

“i completely forgot you were coming and i was on a live, they saw you hug me and heard you call me “my love.” i screwed up bad y/n.” 

he face palmed himself and dragged his hands down his face. “they aren’t stupid they’re going to know we’re together.”

you put your hands on his shoulders and look at him “it’s going to be okay lee know, don’t blame yourself. i should’ve updated you letting you know i was on the way. if any of us are to blame its me.”

lee know begins to protest but you cut him off “can we go inside to talk about this?” he nods and takes a step away from the door so you can come inside. you take his hand and you sit down of the couch pulling him down with you.

“y/n this wasn’t how things were supposed to go…i didn’t want the world to find out because now people will start analyzing every little thing you do and-“

you cup his face in your hands “first of all, i don’t care about what people on the internet have to say about me or our relationship. i’m happy and secure and that’s what maters. second of all, are you sure they even know who i am? i could be your sister for all they know.”

“they could take a photo of you and find your instagram easily, there aren’t many girls who look as beautiful as you. you’re definetley recognizable.”

a blush coats your cheeks “you’re all worried and you’re still flirting with me.” you tease.

he smiles softly at you “i just want you to know that if the media or anything becomes too overwhelming for you, and you need a break from this relationship…then that’s completely ok. i love you and only want whats best for you.”

“lee know, no matter what happens as long as i have you by my side everything will be ok.” you kiss him softly and then continue “now i came here for a reason, these cat toys won’t play with themselves? where are those little cuties?”

lee know smiles and he knows you’re right, together everything will be ok.

changbin ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

changbin and you had been together for a while now, nobody other than your close firneds knew that you both were together. it wasn’t because either of you were ashamed of eachother, it’s just that you had both come to the descision that it would be best for your relationship to be kept a secret so it doesn’t turn into a big thing in the media. it was just another regular day hanging out with changbin at his house before he brought up going to the gym.

“hey, do you want to go to the gym with me?” he asked. he always asked even though your answer was always the same. you hated the gym, which was ironic since your boyfriend basically lived there. still you would always politely decline preferring to do a home workout instead. 

today though, you decided to go to the gym with him since you felt like trying it out once more to see if maybe your opinion on the gym has changed. changbin smiled brightly at your answer. you both hopped into the car and chatted about random things until you fianlly arrived at the gym.

“i’m really glad you decided to come with me today.” he held your hand as you walked in.

“aww, im happy you’re happy. i decided i should give the gym another chance.” you explained.

you and changbin were too immersed in your workout and conversation to notice a guy working out near you taking photos of you both. this was a private gym but occasionaly someone would pay to get in, but no one ever recognized changbin.

after your workout you felt energized but tired at the same time. you and changbin got into the car when changbin’s phone started blowing up. he had a look or disbelief as he scanned his eyes across his phone.

“what’s wrong?” you asked worried from his expression.

he handed his phone over to you and you read the headline of the twitter post that read “stray kids idol changbin found entering the gym with another girl while holding hands.” you had to reread the words multiple times for them to process.

“what…? how didn’t we notice!” you said shocked, then it hit you that the only person there was the man working out near you. he had came in not long after you both so he must have snapped photos while you were entering.

“i knew i should’ve been more careful.” changbin groaned.

“binnie, it’s not your fault. you shouldn’t have to be on edge all day just because people are nosy and want to get into your business all of the time.” you reassured him, not wanting him to feel guilty over this whole situation.

“i shouldn’t have nagged at you to even come to the gym today.” he looked so dissapointed in himself and it pained you to see him that way.

“you didn’t nag me, not at all! i decided that i wanted to come today and that is in no way your fault or even mine. besides now this means that we don’t have to keep our relationship a secret.”

“i just feel bad, we both agreed it would be better if we kept our relationship secret but now everyone is going to know. i feel like i failed you.”

you turned to him and held his face in your hands “changbin, listen to me. you did not fail me at all. this is just a little bump in the road but we’ll work through it just like we do with everything else. besides this will all die down when another tweet about another celebrity pops up.”

changbin nodded “you’re right.”

you smiled and kissed him softly “also, this is just another reason why the gym sucks.”

hyunjin˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

hyunjin often called you his muse and you found it the sweetest thing in the world. he would draw you when you weren’t looking and paint things that reminded him of you. you enjoyed your relationship and how it was out of the public eye. you were both able to enjoy each others company without anyone commenting or hating on it.

unfortunately nothing this peaceful lasts forever. on one of hyunjins lives he was showing off his sketch book. he didn’t mind sharing his artwork with the stays because he was proud of it. he was so passionate about showing his art that he didn’t notice he grabbed the sketchbook with all of his portraits of you.

 he began flipping through the pages and a look of horror flashed across his face when a portrait of you was on full display. he quickly shoved the sketchbook away and laughed awkwardly to the stream.

he quickly made up an excuse and ended the live. he prayed that nobody could tell who you were through the paintings. he quickly drove over to your house to explain what happened but when he finally made it his phone was pinging with notifications.

HAN: look at this! they found y/n’s instagram.

Lix: hyunjin everyone saw your sketches and found y/n’s account!

he couldn’t bear to read the rest of the messages because all of it reminded him of his huge mistake.

suddenly he saw you walk out of your house with your keys in your hands. you stopped short when you saw hyunjin car. you ran to his door and said “hyunjin! are you ok? everyone found my instagram account…” 

hyunjin just looked at you looking so ashamed. “i screwed up.” he sighed. 

you grabbed his hand and took him inside of your house so you could talk.

you both sat down across from each other and you watched as hyunjin held his head in his hands. “y/n…i’m so sorry.”

“hyujin, i want you to know that i’m not mad. not at all! everyone was going to find out at some point. this was unexpected yes but i’m not upset. i think it’s sweet that they found out because of your drawings of me.”

hyunjin looked up at you “you’re really not mad? i ruined everything…everything was going so well.”

you reached for his hands and held them “i promise you i’m not mad. it was a slip up and trust me if i had a platform like you and i did live streams i would’ve slipped up by now.” you reassured him.

you came around the table to hug him. “i love you, and now i don’t have to hide it.” you held his face in your hands and he looked up at you. 

“i’m glad too, now i can share my paintings of you freely.” he smiled softly.

you smiled back and kissed him softly, he returned in kind.

“i love you so much.” he said against your lips.

“i love you too.” 

[hyunniesgirl]

I wanna be yours

Pairing: Bangchan x fem!reader

Summary: it was all a game to him, until all he could think about was you. He wanted to have all of you. Ruin all of you. Love all of you.

Or, the one where Chan is a cocky asshole who's going out with you just for fun and ends up falling in love.

Slightly inspired in the movie 10 things I hate about you.

Genres: angst, smut, fluff

Words count: 10,991

Masterlist

This content is +18 ONLY, minors do NOT interact!

Warnings: Corruption kink(kinda), dry humping, fingering, blowjob, loss of virginity, unprotected sex, pet names(princess, baby), Chan is cocky as fuck(and I'm here for it, stan cocky Bangchan), reader gets kinda insecure close to the end(let me know if I missed something)

A/N: should I be answering my requests or updating my series? Yes, did I spend too much time in a super long self indulgent oneshot? I did. It was supposed to be just smut with corruption kink 😭 turns out I can't write the porn without the plot.

It all started as a game for him. He just didn't guess how much you would mess with his head.

Bang Chan doesn't care much about college, with a promising career in music, he's just attending classes so his parents won't nag him too much.

That means he's bored all the time.

So when Jeongin, his youngest friend, begged him to win his girlfriend's sister over and date her for a bit, he almost accepted right away, yearning for some fun. But he didn't, not before knowing who you were.

That's how he ended up here, trying to find you in the middle of communication class. He didn't need to look too much, from Jeongin’s description, he could find you in the blink of an eye.

“A pretty girl, probably wearing black or some neutral color and she'll probably be in a corner. She's very shy, when you speak to her don't be too straightforward, you may scare her”

The way Jeongin described you didn't show any ill intent and he was always a good guy, that's why Chan considered accepting his offer in the first place. He must have his reasons for almost kneeling in front of his friend, asking for him to date you.

Chan sits behind you, observing every movement you make. You're indeed pretty and you really are shy. He notices how you want to raise your hand every time the professor asks a question, but you always hesitate and someone speaks over you. Every time you try to speak, some rude person cuts you and instead of getting mad, your face turns red and you shrink in your seat, trying to make yourself even more invisible.

There's something about you, Chan can't tell what it is, but it's something amusing about how you behave. Someone like you could have every guy in this university wrapped around your little finger and every girl wanting to be your friend.

As soon as the class ends, Chan sends a text to Jeongin, telling him he will do it. He doesn't waste time, waiting for everyone to get out of the classroom while you're still collecting your things.

“Hey”, he says out of nowhere, making you jump and look at him with huge doe eyes. “I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you”.

He kinda did want that, though, curious to see how you would react, he thought maybe you would raise your voice and curse him, but you reacted as calmly as possible.

“It's okay”, you mumble.

You keep organizing your things, trying to ignore his presence.

“So, I wanted to ask if you can let me borrow your notes”, he asks, making puppy eyes.

You turn back to him and Chan can almost see the gears turning inside your head.

“Why does he want my notes if he just attended the same class?” It's written all over your face.

“I pulled an all nighter studying for another class and kind of dozed off earlier”, he lies, smiling sheepishly while scratching the back of his neck.

You stare at him for a bit, pondering if you should say yes, actually, let's be real: can you even say no?

This is Bang Chan, handsome and popular, everyone knows him and the other two guys from 3racha. The last you heard, he didn't care much about classes since he's already progressing in his music career so you still don't understand why he wants to borrow your notes.

“Yeah, okay”, you nod, deciding to agree so this conversation can be over soon. You pull your notebook out of your bag and hand it to him. “Just make sure to give it back by next class”

“Sure, thanks”, he gives you a big bright smile that makes you gulp while staring at him, just a few minutes in his presence and you already know something very important: this man is dangerous.

You look around awkwardly, not knowing what Chan wants more. He's just standing there, staring at you.

“I'll get going then”, you sigh, feeling exhausted by this whole interaction.

You turn around, walking to the door, leaving Chan there, dumbstruck. Jeongin was right, you have no social skills, but you're much more entertaining than he made you out to be.

—

You're having lunch with Yuna, your sister, and Jeongin, her boyfriend, in the cafeteria. You like spending time with them, they are probably the only people you feel comfortable around in this university.

You met Jeongin three months ago. Your sister came home giggling like a child on Christmas, sat on your bed and told you she got a boyfriend.

You ran to your door, closing it after checking that your parents weren't around. There's only one rule in the house: your younger sister must not date before you do.

Your parents are not conservative or anything like that, they just had you two later than other parents, so they are very overprotective. You don't know exactly the reason why they set this rule, maybe it's because they are sure you're never going to date.

Yuna is your best friend, she was a sickly child so all those interactions and fights that normal sisters have, you didn't. You spent most of her childhood and a huge part of yours by her side in the hospital. Fortunately, she was able to go back to a normal life by the time she was becoming a teenager, she was always a social butterfly even in the hospital everyone loved her.

You always thought it was unfair that she had to wait to have a boyfriend simply because you are not interesting enough or can't even hold a conversation properly without stuttering, but there was nothing you could do about it. You even tried arguing with your parents about it but it always ended with them telling you to forget about it.

You see Jeongin waving to someone, something is off, they never invite anyone to eat with them. A tray is settled by your side and you look at the person who sits in the seat next to yours: Bang Chan.

“Hello again”, he smiles at you, a handsome smile with dimples showing and everything. He greets the others after.

You look at Yuna and Jeongin, she is frowning just like you and her boyfriend is eating like this is an ordinary situation in your daily lunch.

“Hi”, you sister answers, “I don't think we met before”

“Oh, yeah, I'm Bang Chan!” He stretches his hand so she can shake it. “Jeongin is an old friend and I have communication class with y/n”

“Ah”, she nods, looking at her boyfriend. You stay in silence, playing with your food, waiting for Jeongin to send Bang Chan away.

“Babe, I forgot I have a project due tonight”, Jeongin says, slapping the palm of his hand on his forehead. He stands up, “can you help me? Chan will keep y/n company.”

No. You don't want him to keep you company. Your eyes widen and you stare at your sister, trying to send her a mental signal so she won't let you alone with him.

What you don't see, it's that she has already caught up on the way Bang Chan is looking at you and she might think she understands what's happening.

“Okay, yeah. Take care of her”, your sister says, smiling apologetically to you while she gets up and follows Jeongin out of your sight.

You should just throw your food away and go to the library, maybe you can eat a sandwich.

“Would you like to go on a date with me?” You hear Bang Chan's voice before you can put your plan into practice, turning around to look at him with the most terrified face he ever saw on someone. “Ouch, does the idea scare you so much?” He jokes.

“Why would you want to go on a date with me? We just met yesterday”, you point out, holding yourself back so you won't just stand up and run away.

“I find you interesting, it's just a date so we can get to know each other better”, he shrugs. He's so nonchalant about it, while you're freaking out inside.

“I don't think that's a good idea, I'm not good at keeping conversations, you'll get bored”, you say frantically. You just didn't expect him to laugh.

“I can do all the talking, I love to talk"

Chan knows this move is risky and there's a high probability you won't accept, but he just felt like asking you at that moment.

“Are you sure you won't get bored?” You ask.

His eyes widen and he nods, are you really considering it?

You are, obviously. You bet no one could ever guess, but Bang Chan is your ideal type, actually he is probably everyone's ideal type.

He has the kindest smile you have ever seen and the way his eyes turn into crescents when he's smiling makes your legs weak. He met you yesterday, but you know him since 3racha performed in the university’s festival last year. Since the first time you two crossed paths, everything about him, appearance wise, seemed appealing: his dark eyes, his smile, his dark curls, his broad shoulders and his muscular body. That's why you freaked out so much when he spoke to you yesterday, you never thought he would give you the time of day. So you would be dumb to reject his offer.

“Okay”, you nod, handing your phone to him. “You can put your number there, I'll text you so you can save my contact”, you say and he stares at the device for a few moments before picking it up and typing his number.

This was easier than he thought.

—

“Do you have pepper spray with you?” Your mother asks for the 30th time in the last hour.

“Yes, mom. I'm going on a date with another student, he's not a criminal”, you tell her and your father tsks.

“There are alot of students that commit crimes”, he says.

“I know”, you sigh, “don't worry, I have pepper spray, emergency numbers and I'll turn on my localization”

Your sister is watching the scene unfolding in front of her, while she chuckles.

“You shouldn't laugh, if I start dating you will go through the same thing when it's your time”, you whisper at her and she sighs.

“You're not going to this date just so I can officially date Jeongin, right?”

You grin.

“You think too highly of me, I'm not that selfless”, you hear the sound of a horn in front of your house, “I'm going on this date because he's hot”

Chan thought you were pretty in your everyday clothes but after seeing you ready for your date he just couldn't take his eyes off you. You're wearing a little sundress with thin straps holding your much too generous and low cleavage. Your hair is down and your lips are red with lipstick.

He's waiting for you outside of the car so he can open the door for you, but when you stop in front of him, he just doesn't move.

You frown, waving a hand in front of his face.

“Are you okay?” You ask and he snaps out of his daze.

“Yeah, you're just too pretty”, he tells you honestly, “I just couldn't believe I'm so lucky”

You feel your skin hotter, you're sure your whole face must be red like a tomato.

The restaurant you are going to have dinner at is a bit further than you thought, it takes at least one hour by car to get there.

“Were all the places close to the city closed?” You try making a joke and he smiles.

“Considering your personality, I thought you would like this place better”, he tells you while you go in. A person greets you two, leading you inside. There's no open space, the building is full of rooms and you're guided to one of those. There's a glass wall in the back of the room with a view to a lake and a waterfall, there's colorful lights everywhere, making it even more beautiful.

“So, when I was searching for a nice place to go on a date, I came across this one.” Chan starts speaking and you notice there's a small stove on top of the table. “There's no attendants, so we will cook our own food and only call them if we want more servings”, he explains, pulling the chair so you can sit.

“Oh”, you feel a weird feeling on your stomach, are these the butterflies your sister told you about? You never knew something like this existed and the fact that he was attentive enough to take your shyness into consideration while choosing the place of your date makes you melt inside. “Thank you”, you tell him after sitting.

You don't shut up the whole night. This is the first time you feel so comfortable with someone other than your family.

“So, you want to work with entertainment?” He asks surprised.

“Yes, I really like the whole thing about managing an artist, it sound exciting”, you smile happily, “who knows, maybe one day I can manage 3racha”

“You have heard 3racha?” Chan asks, surprised.

“I really like your music”, you tell him, “besides, everyone knows about you guys”

“Yeah, but I didn't know you knew about us”, he smiles charmingly, leaning on the table while clasping his hands. “So does that win me some points? Maybe a kiss?”

You already are red because of the wine, now you feel your whole face hot. You're already feeling a bit out of it, not drunk enough to make a bad decision but definitely drunk enough to lose a bit of your shyness.

“I don't know how to kiss”, you say simply, no further explanation.

Chan almost chokes on the air he just breathed, he didn't think you would be so blunt about it. Curiously, he finds your innocent face while saying that too enticing.

“I can help you with that”, he says, tilting his head and winking.

“Would you really?” You ask and he nods. “Like now?”

Chan didn't expect that to happen so soon, especially with someone as shy as you. But he won't refuse your offer.

“Are you done?” He asks, eagerly, standing up and you nod. Chan stretches his hand to you, waiting for you to hold it.

He takes you to his car, helping you get in and fastening your seatbelt. He's not in his right mind, not at all, he didn't even drink so why is he so excited? He doesn't think he ever felt this way about a kiss. He drives for a while, looking for the drive in movie theater he had read about while looking for the restaurant.

After fifteen minutes he parks his car behind others, there are a lot of people there to watch the movie.

You have your hands on your lap, fidgeting with your fingers nervously. It's so endearing how innocent you are.

“Would you like to take a seat?” He asks and you frown, looking around and then looking at him. You are already seated.

He tilts his head, chuckling and patting his lap. You nod so fast, it's embarrassing. He smiles, seeing you climb on top of him, legs are over the cup holder, you're using him as a literal seat.

“You never kissed anyone?” He asks, while you adjust yourself on top of him, his breath hitting your neck, making goosebumps rise all over your body. You shake your head, feeling a bit insecure, what if you are no good?

Chan bites on his lower lip, shifting a bit so you won't feel his hardening cock under you, you're just too cute, too sexy.

“Okay, I'll go slowly, we can stop anytime you want”, he tells you, brushing his hand on your arm all the way to your neck, making you close your eyes to his touch. He pulls your face closer, touching your lips with his, it's warm and soft, it feels like heaven.

He brings his other hand to your cheek, caressing. He pulls back a bit, just enough so he can speak.

“Open your mouth for me, baby”, he tells you and you obey instantly, feeling his lips back on yours. His tongue brushes against yours and you whine, lifting your hands to grab on his shoulders to steady yourself, causing your ass to rub on his cock. Chan groans, making you flinch, did you do something wrong?

He notices your hesitancy, so he slides his hand to your waist, squeezing you in reassurance.

“Are you sure you have never done this?” He asks playfully and you smile, shyly.

“Can- Can we do it again?” You whisper, making him chuckle. Dear god, would he be able to stop this with just kisses?

“Did you like kissing me, princess?” He teases, seeing you blush. Chan wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you even closer. He lands a kiss on your exposed collarbone, tracing kisses up to your neck.

“You smell so good”, he tells you before leaving a kiss on your jaw, then on your chin and finally a peck on your lips.

“Must taste even better”, he thinks, smiling to himself.

Your phone starts ringing, taking you two out of that hazy atmosphere. You feel embarrassed now, not believing you actually acted that way. Going back to your seat, you pick up the call, it's Yuna.

“Mom and dad are freaking out because you stopped moving for too long”, she whispers. Shit, you forgot your localization was turned.

“Tell them you called Chan and I'm alright, my phone just died”, you instruct her.

“Yeah, got it, just hurry”

Chan probably heard the conversation, but you still feel upset that he started the car right away and drove fast back to your home.

When you arrive in front of your house, you're not sure if you should kiss him goodnight or just wave, both are awkward options for you, so you go with the one you want the most.

You grab his arm and pull him closer to you, kissing him on the lips. Chan is quite surprised with your bold action, but he won't complain, he can't get enough of your lips.

“I will text you when I get home”, he says after pulling away and you nod.

You get out of the car and walk to your door, stealing glances at Chan. He's giggling at your antics, watching until you are safe inside your house.

He should be thankful to Jeongin, he's finally having a good time.

—

Chan is taking his mission seriously, he's texting you everyday and even stopped seeing all his fuck buddies. This is the closest he ever got to a relationship, but you're not official yet.

Especially not when you're avoiding him like the plague when it comes to meeting face to face. You answer his texts normally but he has to literally hunt you down so he can find you in this damn university and if you see him before he sees you, it's game over, you'll hide immediately and he has to begin his search all over again.

This time, though, he caught you off guard. You are at the library, seated alone, trying to focus on the book you have in your hands.

He smiles to himself, knowing you can't escape anymore. Chan leans over, caging your body with his two hands around you, gripping the table.

“I missed you, baby”, he whispers and you shiver, feeling butterflies on your stomach.

“H-hi”, you say, closing your book and taking a deep breath.

You will not try and pretend you didn't hide from him for almost a week. But that's not your fault, it's your brain's.

After Chan left you home, you ran to your room, still feeling all tingly and hot from kissing him. Since Yuna didn't come to your room you guessed she was already asleep, so you took your makeup off, took a long bath and snuggled in your nice sheets.

The thing is: you had the most lewd, filthy, awfully good dream that night. You could never even say the things Chan did to you in that dream out loud.

You woke up sweaty, heavy breathing and panties soaked, this never happened to you before.

You just couldn't look at his face after that, you felt dirty and guilty with having those thoughts about such a nice guy.

“Am I wrong or were you avoiding me?” He asks, not moving from behind you.

“No- I wasn't”, you turn around to look at him, bumping into his face too close from yours. He glances at your lips, biting his lower one and chuckles. “I was just, hm, kinda embarrassed”, you tell him, aware that he's going to know right away if you try lying.

“Embarrassed about what?” He asks, tilting his head.

“I don't know”, you look away, trying not to give in and tell him about your dream.

“I think you should come to my place so we can talk about it”, he says and you choke on your own spit, struggling to function correctly. Did he just ask you to go to his house? Just you? And him? Just the two of you?

The apartment is not far from the campus, it's a maximum twenty minutes walk. The building is nice and modern, it absolutely matches what you had imagined Chan’s place would look like.

His apartment is huge, it's not possible that he lives there alone.

“I have three roommates, Jisung and Changbin you already know and Hyunjin, he's an arts major”

“Hwang Hyunjin? I know him, he's friends with my sister”, Chan nods, he forgot your sister dates Jeongin, she probably knows his entire group of friends.

“Do you want to drink something?” He asks, looking at you while you walk around the living room, looking at every corner but not at him.

“Water is fine”, you say, looking at some pictures he has with his friends. He always has that breathtaking smile that makes all your insides turn around.

“What about watching a movie?” He asks out of nowhere, sitting on the sofa. He looks at you, an arm resting on the back of the sofa.

“Sure”, you walk to him, sitting on the far corner. Chan has to bite back a laugh so you won't feel embarrassed, do you really think it's so easy for you to get away from him?

He turns on the movie, adjusting himself on his seat. You're really trying to pay attention to what's going on on the screen, but you just can't. Not when Chan's scent is all over the place, making you remember about your dirty dream.

He knows you're restless, he can see you fidgeting by his peripheral vision.

“Are you uncomfortable?” He asks, turning his head towards you, with a smirk plastered on his lips. “Maybe you can sit here again, I'm sure you are going to like it better”, he pats on his lap.

You feel your face red.

“Stop teasing”, you mumble, pouting, “that's not nice”

He chuckles. If you're not coming to him, he has no problem going to you, so Chan slides his body closer, making you stare at him with a frown.

He raises his hand to your face, cupping it and caressing your cheek.

“Tell me you don't want this, princess, I'll stop”, he says. But you want this more than anything in the world, how could you not?

You lean a bit, trying to close the gap between your mouths. Oh, how much Chan missed your soft lips, he felt almost like going through a withdrawal staying so long without kissing you.

You learn fast, your mouth opens right away after your lips touch. In a bold move, your tongue is the one to look for his first, making him groan. He puts his right hand on your thigh, squeezing it harder than he predicted, but he didn't predict the bite you would give on his lip at that exact moment.

Chan grabs your hip, pulling you up to his lap, this time with a leg on each side of him. You're looking at him in that innocent way when all he has on his mind are the dirtiest thoughts. He caresses your thigh, sliding his hand to grab your ass and pulling you closer to him.

“Will you tell me now, why you were embarrassed? You looked pretty fine when I left you home after our date”, he asks and you blush instantly, oh, you forgot about the reason you are here. You can't tell him about your dream, you'll die of embarrassment if you do.

“It was- nothing”, you lie, avoiding his eyes. Chan noticed this already, you always look anywhere but him when you are lying to him.

Maybe he'll have to make you tell the truth.

“Really?” He says, skeptical. “Then you were just being mean? Playing with my feelings after just one date?” He's teasing, he knows you'll give in eventually, it's just a question of time.

“No, I wasn't”, you argue, with a frown on your face, your lips shut tight in a pout.

“Baby”, he calls, your legs would definitely give out if he called you like that while you were standing. “I don't like liars”

Chan slides his hands up to your ass, grabbing a handful and pulling you closer. You can already feel something hard beneath you, making you shift and adjust on his lap, involuntarily seeking some friction. Your core is aching, just by staying so close to him.

“I'm not lying, that's mean”, you try changing the subject and he chuckles.

Chan comes closer, lips brushing against yours, his breathing hitting on your mouth, everything just making the wet spot on your panties grow bigger and bigger. He kisses you, a nice and soft kiss with his tongue caressing yours gently.

Chan notices that you're moving your hips slightly, trying to feel his cock. He smiles during the kiss, pulling away while putting his hands on your hips, guiding your movements to be harder.

“Hm”, you whine, feeling his hard on giving you the friction you're looking for. His hand cups your cheek, pulling you closer into a kiss again.

You never felt this way, like ever. You did masturbate but it's different to do it with another person. It's just so good to feel Chan's touch on your skin, his breathing, his muscular arms holding you. You feel your orgasm coming, you can't believe you're going to cum by just rubbing yourself on this man.

Chan knows you're almost there, that's when he grabs your hips steadying you, not letting you move further. He earns a whine from you, an angry look on your face.

“I will only let you keep going if you tell me why you were embarrassed and avoided me”, he says cockyly and you shake your head, trying to move again but his grip on your hips is too strong.

“I don't wanna”, you tell him.

“Then, I guess you won't be cumming today”, he shrugs. “At least, not with me”, he smirks to your face becoming even redder.

“You're such a meanie”, you whine, pouting, still trying to move again but he just won't let you.

“Are you going to tell me what I want to know?” He tilts his head.

You ponder for a moment, what should you do? It's not going to end here, if you don't tell him right now, you're sure he won't let it go.

“I- I had a dream”, you start, trying to gather some courage.

“Uhm”, he nods, “what about it?” He asks curiously, feeling strangely aroused by the way you're looking around, lips pulled into a line and the way you're speaking leads him to believe you're talking about a wet dream.

“Li- like one of those dreams”, so he was right, did you have a wet dream about him? That's interesting.

“Hm, you'll have to be more specific, princess”, he pushes, “I don't think I know what you're talking about”

“I mean”, you groan, dropping your head to his shoulder so you won't feel his eyes on you. “A sex dream… with you”, you whisper.

The grin on Chan's face after you finish saying that, is priceless. He can feel his cock twitching, he's eager to know more.

“Tell me more about it”, he presses, “I really wanna know what happened in that dream that left you so embarrassed”

“Please, Chan. Don't make me say it”, you beg, but he's not having it. He likes seeing you blushing and struggling to talk dirty, it's endearing.

“No can do”, he grabs your shoulder to pull you away so he can look at your face. “I promise I'll give a nice reward if you tell me”

You nod. If he won't drop it, then you have to try and earn something over your embarrassing situation.

“I- like- you ate me out”, you start and he smiles, he would indeed love to do that. “And I s-sucked you off, it was nice”, you stumble over your words in each sentence. Chan can only feel even more turned on, your lips are so soft, he can't even picture what it would feel like to have them wrapped around him.

“Keep going, princess. You're doing great”, he reassures you. Chan loosens the grip on your hips, guiding your movements back and forth once again.

“And you said all these dirty things to me, I can't say it out loud, please”, he smirks, pulling you even closer and pressing your covered core against his cock.

“Did I tell you how good it felt to have your pretty little mouth sucking on my cock?” He asks playfully and you nod, feeling the warmth creeping in your face again while that tingly sensation grows bigger in your lower stomach.

“Did we fuck?” He asks, feeling himself getting closer to cum too.

“Yeah”, you nod frantically with your eyes closed shut. “You fucked me on all fours and in this same position too”, you tell him.

“Oh? Did you ride me? Did you like it?”

“I did”, you struggle to make your voice come out, feeling too light headed to even speak properly.

“There's something more, right, baby?” He feels his cock throbbing, he's almost at his limit.

“Yes, you- you choked me a bit, I liked that”, and that sentence was enough to make Chan reach his orgasm, being followed by you right after.

He can't believe he really did cum in his pants, like a fucking teenager. It's your fault actually, how can someone make him cum like this and still look angelic and innocent? Like you never told him he choked you and you liked it, even though it was a dream.

Chan kisses you eagerly this time, his chest is feeling hot and he feels a weird sensation on his stomach.

“You shouldn't feel embarrassed about this kind of thing”, he tells you and you nod, because it's true, “if it makes you feel better, I'm sure I had worse thoughts about you”, he smiles, seeing you blush.

“Like what?” You ask, curiously.

“Oh, I won't tell you”, he shakes his head, “you would never look at me again if you knew all the dirty things I wanna do to you”

—

Another week went by and now you were not avoiding Chan anymore. He follows you around pretty much all day at school, stealing kisses and pulling you to empty classrooms to have make out sessions.

It's time for him to meet your parents, it's not something he ever did, he never dated anyone after all. It's a Wednesday night, he brought flowers and a bottle of wine. So five minutes before the set time, he's knocking at your door.

Your sister opens up, greeting him but you're nowhere to be found until he hears your voice from upstairs.

“Is he already here?” You sound panicked and your sister giggles.

“Yes! Hurry up”, she says and Chan hears something falling and making a weird noise. It was not loud enough to be a person so he's not worried you fell, but he finds it funny to think about you nervously stumbling around.

When you show up at the top of the stairs, he has to blink a few times to actually believe you're real. You look so beautiful, showing your nice legs in a short skirt and your shoulders in a tank top.

“Hey”, you greet him, looking at the things he has in hands and he finally regains his composure.

“Hi”, he gives you a peck on the lips, “this is for you” he hands you a bouquet of red camellias.

You stop for a second, you never received flowers. Before you can answer him, your father's head is popping out of the living room.

“Why is it taking so long for you to bring this guy inside?”, he asks grumpy, he's not too happy about you dating but there's nothing he can do about it.

Chan straightens himself, walking to your father to greet him.

“Good night, sir. I'm Bang Chan”, he clears his throat when your father doesn't say a thing, just staring at him. “I brought this for you”, he shows the wine bottle and your father takes it.

“At least you have good taste”, he nods to the wine bottle Chan stole from his father's collection.

He turns around, shrugging to you and you smile, listening to your sister's chuckles. You take his hand into yours, interlacing your fingers.

In the living room there's a woman that looks too much like you and your sister to not be your mother, she smiles kindly at you two.

She's less intimidating than your father so Chan's greetings to her are less awkward this time. As time goes by, your parents warm up to him, making jokes and even telling him about your childhood.

“The night went great”, you say while walking Chan to his car. “Thank you for coming”

“Your parents are great”, he says, leaning on the door of his car. He takes your hands in his and pulls you closer, wrapping his arms around your waist. “Thank you for inviting me”

He looks so good tonight, his dark hair is carefully styled and he's wearing much more formal clothes than usual, making him look like a prince.

“Can I have a good night’s kiss?” He asks, slyly, seeing you eyeing him up. You nod, putting your hands on his chest and closing the gap between your mouths. Chan's hands slide from your waist to your ass, squeezing slightly, he can't get too into it since he won't be able to go further than a kiss tonight.

You pull away from him when you have to breathe, his lips are so inviting you could kiss him all night long.

“I will see you tomorrow”, he tells you.

There's something wrong with his heart, it's beating so fast he thinks he may be dying. After driving away from you, he calms himself a bit. It's not possible that you were the cause of that reaction, right? This is supposed to be fun, he only has to date you for a while and then break up, no strings attached. So why does he feel such hurt in his chest after thinking about leaving you?

After one more long and sleepless night Chan realized something: he is in love. This feeling snuck in so unexpectedly he didn't even notice he was falling in love. Chan never fell in love before, so he can only guess that this is how it feels to love someone.

He notices every little detail about you, he jokes around all the time waiting to hear you laugh about something he says. Chan likes the way you smell, the way you smile, the way you just look at him so focused while he is speaking. He is in love with your personality, your cleverness, your kindness, your beauty is just a bonus that makes him even more in love with you.

He wants to confess to you, ask you to be his girlfriend, to never leave him.

He even asked for your sister's help to make something for you, maybe a song, he can definitely make something beautiful and romantic for you. Maybe he can cook too, he wants to make you feel appreciated.

He's waiting for your class to finish, seated on the bench in front of the classroom while scrolling through his phone.

He feels someone sitting by his side and before he can look, a kiss lands onto his cheek. Chan puts his hand on his face, blushing and you laugh seeing his reaction. You two did much more than just a kiss on the cheek, why is he embarrassed about it?

“Did you miss me?” You ask him and he rolls his eyes.

“Of course I did”, he grabs your hand, interlacing your fingers. “Should we go to my place?” He asks and you nod, standing up, pulling him to get up too.

It's still a bit weird that you two are together, you never thought liking someone as much as you like Chan could actually happen to you, you could even say you're in love. The only thing that still makes you doubtful is the fact that he didn't ask you to be his girlfriend yet, you have been going out for a month and you do everything together, so why hasn't he made it official?

You still have many questions in your mind, sitting on Chan's bed while he makes popcorn and you choose the movie you're watching tonight.

He enters the room, closing the door and turning off the lights, two water bottles and a huge bowl in his hands.

“What movie did you choose?” He asks, but you can't hear it, your mind is too loud. “Y/N? Are you alright?” He asks, snapping you out of your thoughts.

“Are we exclusive?” You ask out of nowhere, ripping the air out of his lungs.

“Yes”, he says firmly, “do you want to be with other people?”

Chan asked that, but he's holding his breath until you answer him, hoping you're going to deny. For a moment, you don't say a thing and seeing you hesitate makes his heart ache.

“No, I-” you try speaking, trying not to sound ridiculous, “I want to be exclusive, I just don't know if you want that”

Chan takes a deep breath, putting the things he has in hands on the nightstand.

“Of course, I want to”, he takes your hand into his, bringing it to his mouth so he can kiss the palm. He's feeling guilty, he's taking his time preparing a nice confession but you're feeling insecure. “I'm sorry I made you feel like I didn't want things to get more serious”, he climbs on the bed, getting closer to you, “let me show you that you're the only one I want, hum? Can I?”

You suck on your teeth, knowing exactly what is about to happen but you just can't say no to him, let's be real, you don't want to say no to him. So you nod, making him smile.

Chan is eager to have you, he has been for weeks, just waiting for you to be ready to give yourself to him. He cups your face, pulling you closer and kissing you.

He helps you lay down on the bed, towering over you while landing kisses down your neck. You feel him biting on your shoulder and he brings his hands to the hem of your shirt, pulling it up. His hands travel around your body, making you hotter.

“You're so pretty, princess”, he says, kissing your chest. You whine, he's taking too much time to get to the place you want the most.

“Channie”, you whisper, “please, touch me”, you ask him.

His smile grows bigger as he mumbles “your wish is my command”. Chan unbuttons your pants, pulling them down your legs, throwing it someplace in the room.

He slides his hand down to your core, your underwear is soaked. He pulls your panties down your legs and brushes a finger along your folds, collecting the wetness before inserting a finger inside, you arch your back to the feeling. It's delicious, but it hurts a bit. It's different from how it feels doing it alone.

“Is this okay?” He asks and you nod. “You're such a good girl, baby, all wet and ready for me.” He whispers, getting closer to your face again. I'm going to put another one”, he tells you. The sensation it's too much already, his fingers are too much.

“Chan”, you moan, “I'm gonna cum if you keep doing that”

“Oh? But I didn't even get to the better part”, he answers pressing his thumb on your clit, making circles.

“Fuck”, you whine.

His smirk grows while he keeps the movement of back and forth inside of you. Before he can tease you more, your legs are shaking and your tight hole is clenching around his fingers. You put your hand on your mouth, covering it so you won't make a loud sound, but he doesn't like that. He wants to hear how well he's fucking you.

“Let's not do that, okay? I want you to be loud, want to hear you scream my name” He says, pulling his fingers out of you and sliding them on his mouth. He comes closer, kissing your neck and face, helping you calm down after your orgasm.

Goosebumps rise all over your body, his kisses feel like fire on your skin, you thought you'd feel less horny after cumming, but you're still so turned on.

Chan kisses your chest, opening your bra. You feel embarrassed when he sees you completely naked.

“You're still dressed”, you point out, face red.

He gets out of the bed immediately, taking his shirt off and his pants too, crawling back to you in only his underwear. His cock is hard, outlined by the thin fabric of his boxers.

You feel the urge to touch him, maybe taste it. So you grab his length, making him groan.

“What are you doing, princess?” He asks, eyes closed from the pleasure of having your beautiful hands wrapped around him.

“I want to make you feel good”, you tell him, pushing his chest and making him fall on his back on the bed. You kiss his neck the same as he was doing to you, suddenly feeling possessive and sucking on the skin, leaving a few hickeys there.

You go down, kissing his chest and stomach, getting closer and closer to his throbbing cock. You pull his underwear down and his cock spring on your face.

“I just- you need to teach me”, you tell him. How can you look at him with such innocence in your eyes when you're about to suck him off?

“Hold the base”, he instructs, “now you can go up and down with your hand.”

 He feels your movements, making him groan. You are bolder than he gives you credit for, since you lick the head of his cock without being told to. You wrap his dick with your mouth, waiting for the next command.

“You can go up and down, princess, yes, like that” he moans, feeling his cock being embraced by your warm mouth.

Chan feels like exploding any time now, weeks of pent-up sexual tension being released. He sees you rubbing yourself on his bed while sucking on him, that just makes him crazier, he wants to make you feel good now, he can let you do the same for him another time.

“Baby”, you hear him say and you stop your movements. “I won't be able to last long with your soft mouth doing that, I need to feel you around my cock”

You nod, letting go of his cock and climbing up, stopping on top of Chan.

“I wanna be on top”, you say confidently.

“Let's do it slowly okay? I don't want to hurt you”, Chan tells you and you agree.

He grabs the base of his cock, brushing the head on your folds, trying to wet it enough to make it easier for you.

It feels like heaven when his cock finally slides inside of you, you're so tight he feels like he can cum at any moment.

Chan sees the pain in your eyes, he doesn't move, “do you want to stop?” He asks worriedly, putting his hands on your hips to stop you from moving but you shake your head.

You keep pushing it in, trying to relax. Chan kisses you, massaging your breasts to help you relax a bit.

When the painful part is gone and you're feeling all the good sensations back, you don't think you can stop, it's too addictive. You start riding on him freely, hands taking support on his chest and head thrown back, the pleasure is just too much, you'll be coming soon.

“Fuck, you look so good riding me, princess”, he says, feeling his own high almost catching him.

“Oh, Channie, I'm gonna cum”, you whine, fastening the movements of your hips, “please, oh, your cock feels so good”

For someone who couldn't talk about a wet dream a few weeks ago you sure talk dirty in real life, Chan chuckles, feeling you clenching around him and when you squeeze his cock for the last time he cums too, filling you up.

You collapse on top of him, breathing heavily. Your eyes are heavy, you're not sure if you can stay awake. Chan caresses your back and plays with your hair, making you fall fast asleep.

You wake up feeling just a bit sore. You're on cloud nine, the night was amazing. When you open your eyes, there's no one in the bed with you. You wrap yourself in the blankets trying to find and collect all your clothes scattered around the room.

The delicious smell that embraces your nose the moment you step out of the room, is enough to make you drool.

Chan is in the kitchen, dressed in nothing but sweatpants and an apron. That's right, he's shirtless. You're feeling bold today, so you get closer to him wrapping your arms around his waist in a back hug.

He lets out a laugh, putting his hand over yours and turning off the stove. He turns around, hugging you.

“Did you sleep well?” He asks, kissing your forehead and you nod, snuggling in his embrace.

“Why didn't you wake me earlier? I woke up missing you”

“Ow, my baby is so needy”, he teases, making you pout. “I was making you, breakfast”

“Hm”, you look at what he was cooking.

“How are you feeling?” He asks, a bit worried, it was your first time after all.

“I'm doing great”, you smile, “just a bit sore, but it's nothing”

He nods, putting his hands on your shoulders and turning you around.

“I'm happy to hear that”, he kisses the top of your head, guiding you to take a seat on the table. “Let's eat so we can go for another round then”, he smirks.

—

“Jeongin is coming here today?” You ask your sister and she nods frantically while fixing her hair.

“He's coming to ask dad's permission to date me”, she giggles excitedly.

“Alright”, you smile seeing your sister so happy.

You're the one opening the door for Jeongin while your sister is getting ready, he's clearly nervous but he's trying to keep his smile.

“Hey!” You give space for him to enter, “Yuna is almost done”

He nods, looking around. Your sister comes down minutes later, leading Jeongin to the living room.

Your father is less hostile to him than he was to Chan, maybe it's because Jeongin is adorable.

After an hour of conversation, you go upstairs, you have a date tonight and need to get ready.

The memories from your night with Chan flood your mind making you giggle and kick your feet, they have been your most cherished thoughts lately. It's a struggle but you finally end your bath after probably an hour.

You walk back to your room, you're already late. However, you stop in front of your sister's room when you hear voices being a little bit too loud.

“You did what, Jeongin?” your sister's voice is a pitch higher than usual.

“I didn't think things would get out of hand”, Jeongin answers, are they fighting?

“In what world did you think that was a good idea?”

“I was desperate, I'm not proud of that”, he answers back.

“There's no excuse for you to ask Bangchan to date my sister”, she tries speaking lower but you still can hear them. Your whole world crumbles with that one sentence, what does she mean by that?

“I didn't do it to be mean, I know how hard it is for your sister to get to meet new people, I thought it would benefit the both of us”, he tries explaining. Your heart is beating too fast, the throbbing in your ears grows stronger and your legs are giving out.

“How am I supposed to tell her now? She is so happy” Yuna cries out. “Don't come any closer, get out of here”, you panic instantly, they can't see you there. But you're too slow, when you finally manage to move Jeongin is swinging the door open. He stops on his tracks, turning white on the spot.

“Y/N-”, he tries to speak, but you run to your room before he can say anything else.

You can't believe this is actually happening to you, you thought that someone finally liked you but everything was a lie? That's not possible, right?

You are going to go to Chan, you two have a date, and he is going to tell you that Jeongin is lying, that he was just joking.

The uber to Chan's apartment doesn't seem to show up fast enough and the ride there couldn't be slower. You're restless, fidgeting with your fingers and shaking your legs.

You pay the man, practically running out of the car and running upstairs. The person who opens the door is not Chan but Changbin, you met him a few times when you were visiting the apartment.

“Hey, y/n”, Changbin greets you. “Chan is not home, but he will be here soon, I heard you have a date”, he says, letting you in.

“I'm going to wait for him in his room”, you tell him, too disturbed to worry about proper manners.

You walk back and forth in the room, anxiously waiting for Chan's arrival. You hear his voice after twenty minutes, he's talking to his friend in the living room when Changbin tells him you're there.

You can hear the fast footsteps leading to where you are, you take a deep breath, trying not to cry.

“Hey, baby”, Chan smiles at you, dropping his bag on the floor and walking towards you with open arms. “Did something happen?” He stops, noticing your face.

You stare at him for a minute, brows knit together and eyes trying to find the least bit of sincerity in the time you two spent together.

“Did you ask me out as a favor to Jeongin?” You ask and his standing falter, how did you find out?

“L-let me explain”, he says, taking a step closer to you.

“So you did”, you feel the tears trying to escape from your eyes.

“Please, just… just hear what I have to say”, he asks, trying to hold your hand, but you pull away from him.

“I don't want to hear a thing from you”, you tell him, running your hands through your hair.

It really was all a lie. How could you be so dumb?

You walk past him, trying to get out of the room, go anywhere but there. But Chan grabs your arm, making you stop in your tracks.

“Please, don't leave”, he begs. You feel a pang in your chest, but it doesn't make a difference since you're already hurting too much.

“You have no right to ask me that”, you pull your arm out of his grasp and walk out of the apartment.

It would be too humiliating to enter the uber while bawling your eyes out, so you decide to walk. You walk for a long time before your feet start hurting and your eyes are burning from how much you cried. You can't believe you really let yourself fall pray to such a scheme, you thought you were smarter than that.

It's obvious you only fell for it because it's Chan, you were attracted to him since the first time you laid eyes on him. You try to believe that it wouldn't be that easy to trick you if it was anyone else.

After at least two hours, you finally reach your house and you're feeling utterly miserable. You greet your parents and walk upstairs, anxiously searching for your room so you can finally let yourself fall and cry as much as you can.

Your sister is seated on your bed, biting on her nails. She stands up as soon as she sees you.

“I'm really sorry”, she says, teary.

You sigh, feeling the weight on your chest even heavier.

“It's not your fault”, you tell her. You start to undress, looking for your pajamas so you can snuggle on your bed until all of this passes.

“I shouldn't have started dating before you”, she whines.

“I don't blame you, so stop doing that to yourself”, you say, even though you feel a bit of resentment because Jeongin likes her truly, he likes her because she's her. Of course no one's going to like you, you're… you.

“But”, she bites on her lower lip, not sure if she should say this, “I think Chan really likes you-”, she stops talking when you give her the meanest glare you ever threw in someone's way.

“I don't want to hear it”, you say.

“He even asked help so he could confess to you in a way you would like”, she continues.

“I'm not going to repeat myself”, you say and your sister knows that tone too well, it's better for her to stay silent for the time being. “If you're done, I would like to be alone”

Yuna nods, glancing at you all the way to the door.

You collapse on your bed, finally able to cry your eyes out without people looking at you in a weird way. This is the moment you realize how much you love Bang Chan, the pain you're feeling is greater than anything you ever felt in your whole life, you truly don't think you'll be able to survive this.

Chan is an idiot, he knows this and you are right to never look at his face again. But even though he knows you're right, he can't accept the thought of you leaving him.

He tried calling and texting you, you blocked him. He tried talking to your sister, she cursed him out and told him to leave you alone. She and Jeongin are on bad terms right now but they didn't break up yet.

He tried to find you in the university, but you didn't show up for the entire week, he just doesn't know what to do.

“You are an idiot”, Hyunjin says after listening to the whole story, “you should have told her about it while you still had time”

“I didn't know I was in love”, Chan runs his hands through his hair, “not until it was too late”

His friend sighs, he just can't see Chan like that anymore. He's just miserable, he looks like he's dying and Hyunjin doesn't doubt it could actually happen at this point.

So as a good friend, he takes this matter into his own hands and calls your sister, trying to convince her to listen to Chan and maybe forgive Jeongin too, Hyunjin is tired of him whining all day long.

“Did you really call me here for this?”, Yuna asks, ready to grab her things and go home.

“Hear me out, okay?” He says. “I know what they did was wrong but they regret it, Jeongin even told you about it”

She huffs, crossing her arms.

“He told me because I was talking about how Chan wanted to ask y/n to be his girlfriend”, she says. “He felt guilty, he would have never told me about it otherwise”

“Chan really likes y/n, he really wants to be with her”

Yuna sighs, she knows that. There was no way Chan could fake the way he looked at you.

“She's not going to believe that”, Yuna says, “y/n is heartbroken, she's not even going to her classes. She just stays in her room all day, crying’

“There's nothing better to fix her broken heart then”, Hyunjin points out, “let's help them meet, they can talk things out that way”

“She doesn't want to see him”, Yuna sighs, “but I do think this is the best solution”

“Okay, I'll text you the day and time, just bring y/n, Chan will take care of the rest”

Yuna nods, collecting her things but before she can stand up, Hyunjin's voice sounds again.

“About Jeongin-”, he starts, but she cuts him off right away.

“This whole mess started because of Jeongin”, she takes a deep breath, “after y/n and Chan resolve this matter I'll see what I'm going to do about him”

Yuna turns around, leaving Hyunjin there. At least he got Chan a chance, he can't save everyone.

Chan can't take it anymore, he has to see you. So he musters all the courage he has and goes to your house. It doesn't help that it's 2 a.m. so everyone is sleeping, except you it seems, since there's light coming from your room.

He begins throwing rocks at your window, trying to make you notice him and after a few tries he sees your face popping out.

Chan wishes he didn't come at all, your face is puffy so he knows you have been crying and the way you're looking at him, it's just awful, he feels despicable. More than he has felt all this time without you.

“What do you want?” You ask, at least you didn't ignore him.

“Can you come down for a bit?”

You sigh, you don't actually want to, but you're afraid he'll make too much noise trying to convince you to go down and wake up the neighbors or even worse, your parents.

You close the window, he knew it would be hard, that you wouldn't want to see him. Before he can turn around and walk away, Chan hears the sound of the front door opening.

You are in your pajamas, holding yourself trying to protect your body from the cold air.

You stop in your tracks, looking at him with an intense gaze, like you can read all his thoughts and know about all his mistakes.

“How have you been?” He asks and you scoff.

“Are you here to survey my mood? I have been feeling like shit, what about you?” He remembers the first time he talked to you, how he wished to see you mad, now he regrets that. He never wanted to see you mad at him.

“I'm not well either”, he says.

You sigh.

“Now that we know how each other is feeling, you can go”, you tell him.

“Can you let me explain?” He pleads.

“Did you start dating me as a favor for Jeongin?” You ask and he sighs, nodding. “That's all I need to know, I would appreciate it if you don't come looking for me anymore”, you say, turning around and going back inside. Tears start running down your face while you go back to your room, when will this pain subside?

—

You are finally back at school, after moping around all day at home for an entire week, you decided it was time to get back to your life. Staying at home just made you feel worse, you didn't have a thing to distract yourself so you ended up thinking about Chan the whole time. That only weakened your resolve to forget about him, you avoided coming to school because you knew you would give in if he tried to approach you.

Your day goes by fast enough and you just want to go home to lay on your bed. You feel your phone buzzing, it's a message from Jeongin. You were so angry with Chan that you forgot to block him.

He should be begging to meet Yuna, so why is he asking to meet you? Maybe he wants your help to fix things between them.

You don't know why you decided to meet him, maybe it's curiosity to know why he did such a thing to you or maybe you want to look at his face and curse at him.

He arrives at the cafe at the set time, looking around for you and walking towards you when his eyes lock with yours.

“Hey”, he says, sitting in front of you. You don't say anything back, not in the mood to be polite.

Jeongin sighs, he expected this much.

“I wanted to talk with you about this whole situation, believe me I didn't mean to hurt you even though it ended up happening in the end-”

“I considered you my friend”, you say making him stop talking.

“I- I'm”, he says, voice a pitch higher.

“Friends don't do what you did”, you say and he nods.

“I know it was an ill executed plan, but my intentions weren't bad, I swear”, he tells you.

“And do your intentions matter if I was the one hurt in the end?” You ask, angrier now.

“No”, he answers. “I'm truly sorry, I swear, I just caught you staring at Chan more than once. I thought this would be good for us both but I was clearly wrong”

You huff, exhausted. You start collecting your things to go home but you hear Jeongin's voice once more.

“Chan really likes you, he fell in love with you”, he says and your heart skips a beat, it shouldn't be behaving like this, not after the heartbreak you are going through.

“I don't care, he lost his chance”, you answer firmly, even though you know it's not true.

“Are you sure?” Jeongin asks, “are you sure you won't regret it? Not let him explain or not hearing him out?”

You glance at him once more, before standing up and walking out of the cafe.

Your mid terms are finally over, that means, you don't have anything to study so you're stuck with your thoughts. Your phone buzzes in your pocket, it's a message from Yuna, asking you to meet her in the arts department.

You reply, saying you'll be there in a moment. What is she even doing there? She's a business major.

The arts department is not far from yours, but it's emptier than you are used to. She asked you to meet in the first classroom of the second floor.

When you open the door, the first thing you see is Bang Chan. He looks awful, worse than you even.

You try going back, but he already saw you, so he stands up, coming closer.

“Don't leave, I'll do anything just… don't leave”

He's pale, and the eyebags he normally has are darker than usual.

“Are you sick?” You ask, worried. It's not like you can stop loving him in such a short period of time, of course you're worried.

“No”, he says, “I mean, I'm not feeling well, but I don't think I have an illness”

You nod, feeling awkward. It's been a while since you felt this way about him.

“Okay, then I'll get going”, you say trying to leave, but his voice stops you.

“I love you”, he is desperate, you can hear it in his voice. However, you're too petty.

“This was part of Jeongin’s plan too?”, you scoff, seeing his lips trembling.

He takes a deep breath, he deserves that, he knows he does.

“I really started going out with you because Jeongin asked”, he starts explaining, “but I fell in love with you, for real”

You feel your heart ache once more, he's about to cry, you can see it. But you're not sure if you can forgive him, even if what he's telling you is true.

“I don't believe you”, you say, shrugging, trying to hold your own tears.

“I will do anything to prove it to you, just say what I need to do for you to believe me���, he says, taking a step closer to you.

“I'm not sure if I'll be able to forget this or even forgive you, Chan”, you sigh, letting your heart speak and not your anger.

“I know I messed up, I don't deserve you I know that too”, he grabs your hand, “but please, I'll prove to you that I deserve a second chance, I'll earn back your trust”, he pleads.

You sigh, even after all this, it seems you still can't say no to him.

“I'm going to need some time”, you say slowly, “but I will give you a second chance, you better not ruin it”, you say.

Chan can't believe you're really going to try and forgive him, he can't ask for anything more.

“I won't disappoint you this time, I promise”, he says, kissing the palm of your hand, the same way he did before.

“Let's see about that”, you sigh, feeling your heart beating fast once again.

You may be making a stupid choice, but you'll only learn by making mistakes. You just sure hope this is not one.

A/N: If you like what I write please reblog or let me know in the comments, feedback gives me motivation to keep writing.

[noorpersona]

Unrequited Love: Oikawa (Bonus)

The team was loud, as always.

Oikawa, now freshly showered and looking somewhat like himself again, was in the middle of being teased by Hanamaki and Matsukawa.

“So, Captain, let’s talk about your tragic love life,” Matsukawa said, slinging an arm around Oikawa’s shoulders.

Hanamaki took a dramatic sip of his drink. “Yeah, we all knew she was gonna break up with you before you did. What does that say about you, huh?”

“Shut up,” Oikawa groaned, smacking Matsukawa’s arm off him, though there was no real heat behind it. You could see his mood rising with every passing moment.

“Hey, at least you still have volleyball,” Matsukawa said, raising his glass like he was making a toast.

“Right, the one true love of your life,” Hanamaki added with a smirk.

Oikawa sighed dramatically. “You guys are the worst.”

You watched from the side, letting their banter wash over you. The ache from earlier was still there, a dull weight in your chest, but at least Oikawa wasn’t sulking anymore. That was the important thing.

A presence appeared beside you, and you didn’t even have to look to know it was Hajime.

“I’m impressed,” he admitted, crossing his arms as he watched Oikawa shove Hanamaki. “I tried to get him out of bed earlier, but he wouldn’t budge.”

You smirked, nudging him lightly with your elbow. “That’s because you don’t know how to sweet-talk him, Hajime.”

He rolled his eyes. “Oh, please. If I tried sweet-talking Oikawa, I’d never hear the end of it.”

You snickered. “Yeah, he’d probably take that as an invitation to propose.”

Hajime shook his head, amused, before glancing at you, his expression shifting into something more knowing. “So,” he said casually, “are you going to make a move, or are we just going to keep going in circles?”

You exhaled sharply, running a hand through your hair. “Please, you should’ve seen what he told me earlier.”

Hajime raised an eyebrow.

You turned to him, pressing a hand to your chest mockingly, and sighed dramatically. “He looked me in the eye, Hajime. And do you know what he said?”

Hajime waited.

“You’re a good friend,” you deadpanned, voice dripping with bitterness.

Hajime winced. “Ouch.”

“Yeah.” You let out a short laugh, shaking your head. “So, no, I’m not making a move. Not when he clearly doesn’t see me that way.”

Hajime was quiet for a moment before shrugging. “You never know. He’s an idiot. You might have to spell it out for him.”

You huffed, watching as Oikawa dramatically whined about something to the others. “Yeah, well… I think I’ve done enough for one night.” Then you hear a whine of your name. You look over to Oikawa's pleading face along with Matsun's and Makki's devious ones.

“You promised me they would give me a break!” Oikawa suddenly called out, his voice carrying over the chatter of the team. His eyes locked onto yours, pleading dramatically, though the glint of betrayal was exaggerated.

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t suppress a smirk. “C’mon, guys, give him some slack,” you called, raising your hands in surrender.

Hanamaki gasped in mock offense. “Oh, so now you’re defending him?”

“She’s going soft,” Matsukawa said, shaking his head.

“I am not going soft,” you shot back, narrowing your eyes.

Hajime, beside you, smirked before stepping forward. “Actually, now that I think about it… didn’t Oikawa almost cry in first-year when he lost his favorite knee pads?”

Oikawa whipped around. “Iwa-chan.”

“Oh, right!” Hanamaki’s eyes lit up. “The ones with the little stars on them?”

“You guys swore to take that to the grave!” Oikawa cried, scandalized.

“I don’t know, man,” Matsukawa said, leaning back with a grin. “Kind of sounds like a moment that deserves to be remembered.”

As the teasing escalated, Oikawa slumped in his seat, arms crossed, pouting like a child. “I hate all of you.”

You laughed at the whole exchange, and when you glanced back at Oikawa, expecting him to still be sulking, you caught something different—something small, almost imperceptible.

He was smiling.

It was barely there, just a slight tug at the corners of his lips, but it was real. And for a brief moment, as his gaze lifted, he met your eyes.

The world around you blurred, and warmth spread through your chest. You swore you felt your heart stutter, just for a second.

And then, as quickly as the moment had happened, you cursed yourself for it.

Get a grip, you scolded yourself, tearing your gaze away.

Oikawa was still laughing with the others, completely unaware of the effect he had on you.

You exhaled, shaking your head, willing the butterflies away.

Hajime, still standing beside you, didn’t say anything, but when you glanced at him, he was looking at you with a knowing expression.

“Not a word,” you muttered.

He smirked. “Didn’t say anything.”

You groaned, shoving his shoulder, but he only chuckled in response.

[justwonder113]

Sharing a bed with Felix

Part two here

Chan; Lee Know ; Changbin; Hyunjin; Han; Felix; Seungmin; IN;

My Masterlist

Summary: What happens when you're having a panic attack in the middle of the library and the one to reach out for you and help you is actually a someone you kind of hate?

Warning: NOT PROOFREAD! (literally I can not stress this enough); cursing as always. The reader is gender neutral. The reader thinks Felix is fake and doesn't trust them. GRAPHIC DESCRIBTIONS OF A PANIC ATTACK AND SELFHATE. Reader struggles with procrastination.

A/N- this is more platonic fic than romantic, but I will write a part two of this which will actually be romantic and more appropriate for the series name. I hope you'll like it. Reblogs and comments are highly appreciated^^

Word count- 3.9k

If you like my work you can buy me coffee🩷

You hated this. You hated how you had no control. You hated how everything slipped through your fingers. You hated how you always knew better but still always ended up making the same damn mistake. God you hated how you were stuck in this damn loop. How you had to deal with the same shit over and over again. You hated how only you were the to blame for it. You hated how you were having one of the most horrible mental breakdowns you have ever had now when you should be studying! You hated how you had almost no time to study. You hated how it was all your fault. You hated how you procrastinated doing your damn job till last minute as always. You hated how even your laptop stared at you, mocking you, reminding you how imperfect you were. God you really hated this.

Angrily wiping your tears, you tried to resume reading with keyword being trying. Your vision was so blurry you couldn’t even decipher a word, which frustrated you even further. You should have started studying earlier! Not just cram everything into your brain when the exam was literally two days away.

Why did you have to be this way? Why couldn’t you just be normal? Why did you always have to learn the hard way? Why couldn’t you learn from your mistakes? You knew you were better than that. You knew that you could be so much more. Why were you the one holding you back? Why couldn’t you get over yourself? Why couldn’t you just learn your lesson?

Taking a deep breath you started to read the sentence again. You have probably read this damn paragraph 15 times already, still you had no clue what was written there. Why couldn’t you just focus? You didn’t have time to waste damn it!

God this was so frustrating. You could hate yourself and how you functioned any time later, you would have all the time for it. Not now! This was just not the time!

Why was the screen so damn blurry! You couldn’t see shit like this! It was as if your vision line was getting narrower and narrower. Your heart clenched in pain as you took shallow breaths. You looked at your empty water bottle. You needed some water. Surely it would help you.

Standing up, your legs felt a little wobbly but you decided to push through it.

You needed to drink some water.

You were just panicking before an exam.

Nothing special.

Nothing to fret about.

You just needed to calm down.

Yes.

You just needed to drink some water.

Unable to walk more than two steps you crouched down. Your whole body felt like it was being crushed by something unimaginably heavy from every side. Like the room itself was closing in on you. You could hear muffled sounds coming from all around you but it was like you were in whole another universe.

You clutched your chest, your heart felt like it would burst any second now, you felt your own heartbeat in every part of your body beating so rapidly, you felt like giant drums were beating in your temples.

You didn’t know how to describe this but it was almost like your life was flashing before your eyes. If it was actually so, weren’t you supposed to see the best parts of your life? Some good memories, you would gladly relive again and again. Why were you seeing every moment of your life where you felt like an absolute failure. All the moments where you just simply hated yourself and your ways. And to make it worse every memory, every flashback felt like a stab to your heart. Like it was a physical reminder of how much you had failed in your life, how much of a failure you were.

Tears burned your eyes as you tried your best to hold them in, but quickly enough one of them escaped, quickly followed by another and soon enough you were crying uncontrollably. Your body trembling uncontrollably.

You hated this.  You wanted this to stop. You needed to control yourself. This was no time and place to have a breakdown like this. You were afraid. You were terrified. You needed this to stop. You needed something to hold on to. Someone to hold you. You wanted to feel like you were not alone. Something, just something to gasp on to. You were afraid. So afraid…

“Here drink this.” You heard soft but deep voice and a gentle touch on your shoulder. You knew this voice.

Felix looked at you with furrowed eyebrows as he held in a water bottle for you as he kneeled down next to you.

Not feeling like the protesting you accepted it. Forcing yourself you took a few gulps. The cool water was refreshing.

“Drink some more, you will feel better.” Felix gently encouraged you.

You took few more gulps. You felt like throwing up but still forced yourself to drink it. Coldness of the water was actually somewhat helping you.

“That’s it, good job. You will be fine okay?” You heard Felix say. “You will get through this okay? I’m with you.” His voice was so kind, so gentle.

Wanting, no, needing something to anchor you down you grabbed onto his hand that he had on his knee. Without saying anything Felix interwened your fingers and held you just as tight as you were holding onto him.

“Breathe with me okay?” Felix encouraged you and started breathing deeply as if to guide you. Why was he even kind to you? You always made sure to avoid him and to just treat him coldly whenever you interreacted. He had no reason to help you.

As you tried to mirror him and take deep breaths memories of how coldly you treated him coldly flashed before you. As if you weren’t already feeling shitty enough you got hit by a wave of shame. Your inability to trust people had nothing to do with him. Whole reason you didn’t vibe with him and brushed him off whenever he tried to talk to you and get closer to you was because you just couldn’y believe a person could be this warm and kind. It just looked impossible to you. You always thought he was hiding something, that this was all just an act, that he was just deceiving everyone, so you kept your distance. And here you were now accepting help from him, clinging to him all pathetically. You just couldn’t control yourself, the only anchor for you right now was Felix. You actually felt like you could die if you let go of him.

 Another wave of fresh tears covered your face, god you felt so bad that you were mean to him. “I’m sorry, I am so sorry!” You could hear yourself vail, but it was as if your own voice didn’t belong to you, it was as if it belong to someone else entirely.

“There’s nothing to be sorry about okay? This happens sometimes, I got you, you will get through it okay?” He gave you such a kind smile. You never really had noticed how beautiful he actually looked. Looking him like this, you could swear you could see a halo around him. God you had been so blind.

“No, no. I am sorry!” You took a deep breath. “I’ve been such a dick to you, you didn’t deserve that.” You sobbed out finally, clutching tightly onto him.

Felix looked at you for a second. “Okay I know now is not the time but since you’re the one who started talking about it…” Felix paused for a second looking unsure. “Why do you hate me?”

Hate him? No you could never hate him. He had nothing for you to hate him.

“I don’t hate you.”- you shook your head.

“Then why are you cold towards me? You’re so kind with everyone else.” Felix looked genuinely curious.

You shook your head again. You were feeling a bit more calm now but the fresh wave of embarrassment made you take a few steps back. You covered your face with your hands. “This is embarrassing.”

You felt Felix gently pat your shoulder. “Hey, you don’t have to tell me.”

You sat in the silence for a minute or two. Felix never stopped patting your back gently, he also didn’t let go of your hand. You felt at peace with him, which is why it made you feel even more bad to hide the truth from him.

God you were acting so immature. You took a deep breath to give yourself more courage. “No, you deserve an explanation.” Pausing for a second you took another deep breath. “It’s just I have hard time trusting people. And seeing how you were always this ball of sunshine, how no one had anything bad to say about you and how everyone just loved you I thought that you were not a genuine person. I thougth that you were fake acting all sweet and kind. I just, I don’t know, I tend to avoid people I don’t or can’t trust. I should have been more civil about it though, or at least I should have given you a chance. I regret my decisions now, so I am sorry.”

The silence fell. God he must have thought you were dumb for hating him for such idiotic reason. It was quite ridiculous though, you realized that once you said it out loud.

The silence was soon overtaken by booming sound of his laughter. His whole body was shaking as he laughed wholeheartedly.

“Wait you’re telling me that you acted this way because you thought that I couldn’t just be kind and sweet so I had to be faking it?” He sounded like he couldn’t believe his ears. You didn’t expect this type of reaction but as long as he wasn’t mad or sad or anything similar?

“I know it’s ridiculous!” God you wanted the ground to swallow you whole.

Felix wiped his tear, his eyes shining on the dim light of the library. “It is. This is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard.” He looked at you for a second, his eyes full of mischief. ”It is quite cute though.”  Seeing your head whip at him in shock Felix chuckled again. “I thought all this time that I made you upset about something! You know what I’m glad this is just a misunderstanding.”

“I feel embarrassed. This is so stupid!” You hid your face again.

“I mean it is silly but this could have happened to anyone. It’s no big deal really. Tell you this!” Felix let go of your hand and stood up. He held in his hand in front of you smiling sweetly. “Hey my name is Lee Yongbok Felix, I think you’re really cool want to be friends?”

You couldn’t really believe your ears. “Are you for real?”

“Oh definetly! I have had a friend crush on you since forever!”

“What’s a friend crush?”

“Oh you know like when you have a crush on someone you’re like want them to be your partner right? Well when you have a friend crush you’re like damn I want to be that person’s friend so bad!”

“So you’re saying you looked at me and thought damn I want to be that person’s friend so bad?”

“Yes.Pretty much so.”

“Damn I was right you’re not all that perfect! You’re actually quite crazy.”

“Meh who isn’t a bit mental. You were just having a panic attack for starters. By the way I’m glad you’re back to your senses.”

“Oh yeah, thanks. Also, foul joke.” To make your point across you glared at him

Felix grinned. “Get used to it, some say I’m quite a menace. So do you wanna be my friend?” He asked as if he didn’t just admit he was annoying.

God this was so unserious. “Yeah sure. I do!”

“Great! Now get up, let’s eat something. I’m starving!” Was he actually shining? The dude was maybe literal walking sunshine.

“You are quite straightforward.”

“You should also get used to that. Also the fact that I’m amazing! I just happened to order some takeout! I was about to tell you when I saw you on the floor.” God You couldn’t believe you just had a panic attack in the middle of library.

“Are we even allowed to eat in library?” You asked once you actually realized Felix said he had takeout.

Felix’s laugh was something of gremlins. “No, but lucky for us there’s no one to tell us anything.” – He sounded so proud it actually made you smile. But something was off what did he mean there was no one to tell you anything.

“Wait what do you mean?” What time even was it?

“It’s almost twelve. The library is closed.” You looked around, you two really were only ones around. You really outdid yourself huh.

“Wait we’re stuck here?” That was quite something to manage to do.

“Well no, because I have a key of this place.” Felix took them out of his hoodie pocket to show you large set of keys.

“How do you have a key to this place?”

“My friend works here, he was about to close up and wanted to let you know that you should go but you seemed so immersed in your work I told him that he should let you be. He gave me the key to close up. He lives nearby so I can give him keys later.”

“Why did you wait for me? Don’t you have to go home? You should have told me to wrap my shit up and go.” You really wondered what was reasoning behind his action.

“Now this is embarrassing.” Felix muttered, looking shy all of a sudden. He couldn’t even hold your gaze.

“Felix?”

“I got here because I love how quiet and peaceful it is here, Seungmin had been yapping about this book and I finally had the time to read it. I saw that you were here. I even thought I would come to say hi but you seemed immersed in your study. Then hours passed and you didn’t even get up and I got worried. My friend told me that he had to close up soon and before I even knew it I was asking him for his keys and promising I would lock up. I then ordered some takeout because you hadn’t eaten anything and I remembered how you were recommending this place to Minho earlier. So the food got here I got it, I was about to tell you to stop eating and then I saw that you were crying and well here we are now. I am yapping aren’t I? Does this make me sound like a stalker? I just wanted to do something nice.” Felix talked so fast you were amazed how he even managed to breathe between the words.

Trying to calm him down you placed your hands on Felix’s shoulder. “Thank you, for thinking about me. I don’t think you’re a stalker. I won’t say anything like that while you have the keys to this place and food! I have to be on your good side now more than ever don’t I?”

“You’re quite something huh.” - Felix groaned out, but he looked amused.

“Hey you’re the one crushing on me.” You couldn’t help yourself but tease.

“Okay I said friend crush!” Felix tried to defend himself but you didn’t let him.

“Tomato tomato, same shit.” It somewhat weirded you out for a second how comfortable you got with him this quickly but somehow you didn’t really mind.

“It’s not!” Felix pouted. Damn you sure like to tease.”

“You should get used to it. Also to the fact that I’m freaking awesome.” Before you could even realize you were smiling, without a care in the world. Like minutes ago you weren’t feeling like you were at your all time lowest.

“Come on oh the awesome one, let’s eat before the food get’s cold.”

The food was actually just what you needed. It immediately brough you sense of comfort. It was kind of funny, both of you were so hungry apparently that none of you said a word as you ate. The silence was comforting. It wasn’t the kind where one of you had to force yourselves to talk. It wasn’t suffocating. It felt just right.

“Are you feeling better?” Felix asked after a while.

Taking a deep breath you nodded. You should have known he would ask something eventually. “I am feeling better. I don’t know what came over me earlier.” God you felt embarrassed talking and overall recalling how you had a panic attack in the library. Thank god it was only you and Felix here and no one else saw this whole shitshow.

“You don’t have to talk about it, but I want you to know I’m here if you need someone to talk to okay?” Felix sounded so sincere, it really tugged on your heartstrings.

“I appreciate it.” – you said it and you actually meant it. It was good to hear that there was someone rooting for you and telling you could lean on them. But you still felt bad. “Sorry for misjudging you.”

“We’re good.” Felix smiled gently and turned towards you.  “What do you think about getting something tasty later?” -His voice was cheerful and kind. How did he even manage to be so outgoing and welcoming? It was really beyond you. It did intrigue you. You were sure you could learn much from him.

“We just ate though, are you still hungry?” He sure had an appetite huh.

Felix chuckled and shook his head. “No no, I’m not hungry. I am suggesting you pick somewhere you want to go, or something specific you want to eat, so when you nail your exam we will have plans for our friend date along with a cause.” God he was ridiculous. He said it like it was such a matter of fact you couldn’t help but mirror his smile. But it still stung inside. Would you nail that exam though? You would be lucky if you didn’t fail.

“Hey stop that!” Felix’s voice brought you back to reality. Felix looked at you sternly. “You will do great on that exam. I am sure of it. Even if you don’t that’s not an end of the world. You can always retake it. BUT I am hundred percent sure you will do great.”

“I’m not sure Felix. I really slacked off. I should have started studying earlier. I don’t know if I will manage to go over all of the material in time. God it is stressing me so much! I really should get back to studying!” God you wasted so much time. How could you be reckless. You didn’t have time to waste. Every minute counted.

“No way! You need to rest!” Felix protested but you shook your head.

“I don’t have time to rest Felix.”

“Listen, there’s no way you can efficiently study without letting your brain rest once in a while. You spent hours studying. And I got here late, god knows how much time you spent with your laptop before I got here. You should get some sleep.” You hated how he was right. But even if you went to rest you weren’t sure if it even would you sleep.

You tried to say something but Felix didn’t let you. “No! You’re going home. I have to close up the library anyways!”

“Oh now you have to close up.” You couldn’t help but roll your eyes.

Felix grinned triumphantly. “Convenient isn’t it?”

“Look at him having power of having library keys go up his head! You’re blinded by power Felix!” You grumbled as you walked towards your stuff. You could hear Felix laugh as he also gathered everything.

“More so, you should come with so I won’t do something drastic. You should control me.” Felix yelled over from over the other side of the room.

“Now that power will surely go over my head but since you’re asking me so nicely…”

“You’re a menace you know that right?”

“Proud one too.” Maybe you really should get some rest and resume in the morning.

***

You were woken up by a sound of buzzing. When did you even fall asleep? God you didn’t want to get up you felt so cozy. Why was waking up especially hard when you had to get up! Damn life was unfair sometimes.

You didn’t even remember how you got home. Or how you got to sleep.

Felix insisted to walk you home, because it was late. You invited him inside for a drink. You talked for a while. And then… That was blank.

Another buzz from a phone and your pillow shifted.

Well that was weird. Why did your pillow move? You sure as hell didn’t. Not to be dramatic but you would rather die right now than move.

“God, what time is it?” Sound of a groggy male voice sent shivers down your spine and not the good kind.

What the fuck?

You quickly got up to see that your pillow was actually Felix’s thigh. Felix looked just as confused as you were. You two were in your house, laying on your sofa. You were whining how you weren’t sure you would even be able to rest and you fell asleep on top of Felix? Damn you sure were something else.

“Felix?”

“That’s me?”

An awkward silence fell. You felt awkward, you had actually no idea what to do or to say.

“I guess we fell asleep.” Felix awkwardly chuckled. “I’m sorry for invading your privacy like this. I should have left the moment I made sure you got home safe.” Felix muttered sheepishly. He looked kind of cute with his hair sticking around in every direction, and him looking a bit dazed. You weren’t even going to talk about how hot his voice sounded. Was it weird to feel attracted to a friend you technically just made? He was objectively beautiful though, so maybe you weren’t in the wrong to appreciate his beauty. And your mind was spiraling again.

“No!” You quickly gathered yourself. “No, no. You did nothing wrong. I was the one who literally slept on you so I should be saying sorry.”

Felix quickly shook his head, looking defensive. “No, you don’t have to say sorry. I don’t mind physical touch. I’m quite clingy with my friends and since I consider you my friend I don’t mind it at all! I don’t want YOU to be uncomfortable.” God he was cute. You could barely restrain yourself from smiling.

“Actually, it was one of the few times I actually slept like a baby so maybe I should thank you instead. I really needed that rest, I feel refreshed.”

Felix grinned and for a second he really looked like a cat.“Told ya so.”

“Okay don’t get ahead of yourself now!” You scolded as you watched him chuckle. He was quite ridiculous and somewhat even weird but you actually looked quite forward to being friends with him.

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[thewritetofreespeech]

Hlo🩷 Can I have a obey me scenario of the 7 brothers (seperately) finding out that MC knows pole dancing and just discovered it when they entered her room without knocking and saw a literal pole with her spinning on it.

Lucifer

He knew he should have knocked, but the matter on which he had to speak with [Y/N] on was urgent. So, Lucifer thought that, just for this one time, it would be acceptable.

Opening the door and seeing them there, spinning around on a pole he was quite sure had not been there some months ago, he was taken aback to say the least. Lucifer didn’t know humans could be so graceful. “My apologies,” he said at first, “I did not mean to interrupt your…workout, but I needed to talk to you about something important. If you could…come down.”

Mammon

Being the Avatar of Greed, Mammon had been in some of the best clubs in the world. Several of them included dancers. Beautiful aerial sirens who were there to distract the customers, so they wouldn’t focus on their bets, and make their pockets that much easier to pick. Never him though, Mammon was always focused on his money, but he had seen it all.

Yet when he saw [Y/N], spinning in the air, he understood finally why they were such a draw.

“W-Where did you get that?? Why are you spinning on a pole?? You’re not thinking of working down at one of the clubs are you?! I won’t allow it!”

Levi

Levi had been so excited when he found the new Easter Egg in his game, that he had to show [Y/N] right away!

He figured it would be ok for him not to knock this one time. This was very important after all. When he opened the door and found [Y/N] inverted on a pole, his face immediately went red and he had to cover his nose. “W-W-Wh! What are you doing?!”

He’d seen moves like this before, in some of his animes and a few games as well, but never in person. Seeing [Y/N] doing them, in person, put a whole new perspective on it. One that made him think of pole dancing cosplays, and spinning maid-kuns in his room….

Satan

Finally! He had figured it out!

After combing his latest series for months. Reviewing every note he had ever taken on each book. Then finally coming to the conclusion earlier that afternoon, Satan had finally figured it out! He knew who the murder in their murder mystery series was and he had to tell [Y/N]!

Rushing to their room with unprecedented enthusiasm, Satan flung open the door with equally unprecedented glee. “[Y/N]! I have it! I finally figured it….” His voice and enthusiasm trailed off as he saw them on a pole in their room. Stopping mid spin but clearly in the middle of a routine. “I uh….I’ll come back later….” He then quietly apologized and slowly closed the door.

Asmo

“[Y/N]-chan~! The new issue of Devil Style just arrived! I thought we could look at the new jacket lines and take this cute couples quiz….” Asmo trailed off as he looked up from the pages to see [Y/N].

Clearly, he had caught them in the middle of something. Namely practicing their pole moves on the newly installed polished chrome in their room.

“You got a pole in here!” Asmo gushed. Completely abandoning the magazine on the floor to rush over and touch the silver. “Oh wow! Who knew you had it in you? Are you practicing for anyone special, eh? Need an audience to provide critiques? Or maybe show you a few moves ♡?” The demon giggled as he was already climbing on the pole as well. Ready to play.

Beel

He knows he should have knocked. Usually, Beel wouldn’t even consider going into someone else’s room without knocking, but he was so focused on the new parfait treat at Madam Scream’s that all his brain power was focused on that. ‘Parfait. Parfair. [Y/N]. Parfait’

Beel had planed to invite them to come with him, always a good sport for trying new things, and was surprised to see them on a pole when he came into the room. “Whoa. What’s that?”

As [Y/N] slid down, Beel came to inspect it. “Hey. I’ve heard of these actually. They’re for like pole-robics aren’t they?” In his quest for new workouts in his evolving fitness plan, Beel had come across the term but never seen it in practice. Innocent enough to think that’s the only thing it was used for. “I beat this is a great core work out. Can I try sometime? Do you think it would hold me? Hmmm…maybe I’ll need to order a heavier duty one so we can workout together…?”

Belphie

Belphie had a bad habit of sleepwalking. Or, more to the point, half-sleep-half-walking in most cases.

He had woken up from one of his mid-afternoon naps to go find [Y/N] and finish his nap in their room. Not recharged enough to want to socialize, but wanting to be around them.

As usual, he didn’t bother knocking on the door. Belphie just letting himself in and seeing [Y/N] there. Spinning around on a pole in the middle of the room. Not the oddest thing he had dream of; as he assumed he had to be dreaming.

Saying nothing, Belphie just walked over to their bed and laid himself down. When he woke up, and the pole was still there, he just said, “wow….dream come true.”

[lullabyalikpoptarot]

Stray Kids Tea Sessions

Okay, I held off doing this and now that I did this. I can see why I dreaded doing this lol Anyway, kept to my word that I would do this. All of this is alleged, some aren't that wild, but some I just wish I didn't get the messages I get, but fu** it. I am not filtering my readings for anyone, so here it is. Take this with a grain a salt. This is my interpretation of the cards/messages I got. I did not really enjoy doing this, it was kind of tiring. I just did this to test it out and see what I get. I won't say I will not do another group, but it will be a while, until I try another group, because this reading is exhausting, or if I do another group, I will have to do it in segments, until I release another one, so that may take time, we'll see how I feel.

Bang Chan

Things are pretty much handing to him. He has really great manifestation skills. Like, boy seemed to have an easy life. He is pretty much coddled, great loving family environment. He has the power to create the life he wants. Wouldn't be surprised if he understands manifestation and how that works. He's good at manipulating his environment and others around him, doesn't necessarily need to be bad. He's quite shielded and can't cross certain lines or has strong boundaries around him. There is a lack of maturity or a stunted child within him. I think I saw this in his perspective reading. Maybe he wasn't able to be a child. You know how people are stunted, because they never got to be a child, so they remain that way. Balance, fairness and harmony are important to him, so if things are not stabilized, he will struggle. He may come off as mature, but there is a strong inner child there that he hasn't evolved from. But he does try to come off cold, calculated and stern in his decisions. This isn't that wild to me, really, this is all you are giving us lol Okay, I take what they give me.

Lee Know

He is persistent in achieving his goals and moving along in his career. Okay, I see a woman standing in his way. She comes off as like she will help him offer him advice, but she can be brutal with words. She could have beaten him down with her words. He seems pretty defensive around her, like he has to protect his energy and be on guard around her. There is something with water or could be a mixed drink here, so I see in one card, 2 cups of water being mixed together, and the next card, a fish appears out of the cup. I am trying to understand what that means. This is not easy to extract information from this group, so I am struggling here. There is some type of concoction they take or make that help them climb up the pyramid scheme, how I get that is that this card at the bottom has a pyramid on the sand and the person with the cup has their foot on top of that pyramid, so you got to look what you are pulled to on the imagery and come to conclusions as to what that can mean. He's kind of showing me he has to deal with a lot of BS to get to where he is at but will defend it if need be. So, in the middle of this spread there is a man pretty beaten up with a pentacle behind him a bit shattered. This shows me he will defend what he built no matter what. I got even from that cold bi*** referring to the woman I was talking about earlier, like she comes off as trying to help, but she is cold and emotionless and kind of makes things worse. Okay, this one a bit more interesting from what I got from Bang Chan. He gave me some actual tea.

Changbin

He is showing me people or he himself being puppeteered to fit a certain image, okay already got this message before. There are snakes in the industry or within the company. I see him having to be in competition with others. He is showing me whatever desires and creative work he has it pretty much is vaulted. I see them harnessing a lot of their creative energy, so industry folks are not about creativity, but mostly about money, so they focus on work that makes them money. He wants his work to be more creative. They handed him this fantasy or idealized version of what things would be like. He wants things to be more balanced. People to compromise more with the idols. He isn't sharing much about himself, more so about the industry and his struggle as a creative artist, so yeah, that is all he is giving me, moving on. Boy really don't like sharing too much tea about himself. I get it through. I don't push things.

Hyunjin

Well, this industry is mentally tasking and burdensome for him. He has to hide things, which can be a burden to him. I think he hates not being able to express his pain and mental struggles. I see him dealing with depression. The Moon card and 10 of Swords gives me that. His Mom may play a major role in his career, could be one of those Momagers. She may have wanted him to be famous. Umm, getting something dark here of course, but got some blood contract here may have been made, it could between the Mom and company. I just see the 10 of Swords with blood spilled over and knives on the person's back. I can see that as Hyunjin, but than The Empress card, which I see as Mom energy also has blood on some weird dagger next to her spilling into the water and blood contract popped up, so there's that. The Sun and the 6 of Wands gives me Ego, so all he seems to know is to be famous and be an idol. Don't really think he knows who he really is. It was like he was born to be famous. It is like he shines when he is in the spotlight, but behind the scenes he is very, let me say depressed. The Mother card being in the middle just makes me feel she is very instrumental to him being an idol. I wouldn't be surprised if his Mom dabbled in Magic and manifested this life for him. I see her having high standards for her son. I mean as most Asians Mom are, so are we surprised here?

Han

He is also showing me the cutthroat business and how there is competition, and you have to take others out to be on top. Is this with the members or does this have to do with the trainee period, like why are they showing me this? It is like they may always be put against one another. I am getting conquer and defeat and he was able to shine above that and find success. I am not getting great messages from him, it is kind of freaking me out what I am getting, so I didn't really understand why I got the 2 of Pentacles, but the wolf on the card is calling my attention, he looks really creepy and scary to me. And I got the message wolf in sheep's clothing. Ya'll can look up what that means, not saying it. I am not sure he is how he appears. There could be something more sinister to him I am just going to say I don't care, this alleged, ugh this is why I didn't want to do this, His energy kind of creeps me out. Sorry Han stans, but I am not faking what I get. Ya'll can ignore this if you like. I am not going to pretend that I know what this 2 of Cups is, he may have made a pact with someone, who knows. I am not trying to look into that more, kind of done, moving on.

I think that extra protection I have started doing is working, no sickness, but we will see if it continues working for the future.

Felix

He is showing me similar things to his reading. A disconnection, unsatisfied with what people have to offer him, numbness, a lack of emotional connection to the world and others. Something about protective barriers on him. Being coddled, not able to grow up, lack of freedom. This Wheel of Fortune, on the card I see day and night, so this gives me there are two sides of him, a lighter, bright side and a darker side. Once again, nothing new here. He has a strong creative energy. A lot of potential for success. He does have this vibrant inner child in him. I say if he is freely able to express himself, he will thrive, but he cannot, so that is probably where the disconnect comes from. He is stunted and stifled, but there is a light in him that cannot be tamed, or shouldn't. His inner child wasn't able to flourish. There is something about his childhood that they keep wanting to show me but can't fully grasp that. Until that inner child can be freed or expressed. I don't see him being fully happy or satisfied. There is something in his childhood he has not addressed and that will keep him stuck. That is all I am going to share there. I know some of ya'll will be confused, that is all they are sharing. I can't clarify anymore.

Seungmin

There could be something about him wanting to get away from home, maybe step out on his own. Maybe he wanted to face a challenge, maybe he felt coddled at home. This seemed to be his decision, even though he may have been pretty young when he signed. Like in most cases family plays a big role, but he seemed to want to do it on his own. Now, once again similar to Han, there is some pact here. There is some sort of pact, maybe with the company that has to do with water and cups. It is like they make some sort of pledge with water and cups. He is showing they sold them a fantasy, like it will be like this, kind of filling them with hope, but it is not like that. And now he feels like he has to defend himself. Like there are so many obstacles and challenges. Nothing like he thought it would be like. This doesn't seem too wild from what I already learned about the industry and idols, so moving on.

I.N

He isn't showing me anything to crazy, which is what I expected. He is showing me that this is something he wanted as well, wasn't he like a baby when he joined? But he seems pretty coddles and protected. I can see people babying him honestly. He kind of stands on his own. He kind of follows his own inner compass. Although young, childlike and vibrant. He can follow his own guidance and intuition pretty well. He does have a passion or desire to obtain the things he wants. He's not giving me anything wild. He seems just like a normal kid immersed in the idol world, like it is wild how some idols are into the wild stuff, but then you get ones that are just normal, nothing to see here. I adore this boy, he is a sweetheart, but he is too normal that his tea isn't that interesting to be honest. You know what I did get some tea, but wasn't comfortable saying it, but fu** it this is a tea session, and I asked for them to share it, he may like the same sex. I am seeing that. You got the Lovers card with 2 dudes on it and the knight of wands, which could indicate sexual attraction, and he is moving towards the lover's card, remember imagery is important, so yeah, I am interpreting it that way. I am not filtering my interpretations and what I am feeling, so there you go, and I shouldn't filter a tea session lol

Okay, if I do another group. Girlie will need some time, this is not an easy one for me to do, but this group is hard to get information from, so that could be why it was difficult for me. Reading this after doing it. I actually did feel I got interesting messages here, but it is draining to do it at the time.

[houpss]

Dawg I’m actually begging crying on my knees for you to do a reverse version where like reader dies protecting skz 😭😭😭 ofc obvi no pressure, like only if you’d like to 🙏🏻🩷 you write so well im like obsessed

ububububu.....I'm very pleased to hear this! thanks for the idea, love 🩷🫂

I'm eating strawberries and crying, I literally feel bad about this job 😭😭😭

SKZ's reaction to your death ver. hyung line

maknae line

It pains me to write this work, my heart breaks and I begin to believe in this nonsense... BUT REMEMBER THAT ONLY PERSONALITIES ARE TAKEN FROM THE REAL SKZ, EVERYTHING REST IS FICTION!

Bang Chan

It happened...suddenly.

Chan returned home before you, he wanted to cook you dinner and then turn on a new movie that he recently found.

He knew that you were stuck at work, so he wasn’t too worried.

An hour has passed... you're gone, but you should be back by now. Two hours have passed, Chan is nervous.

He called you, you didn’t pick up, he called you so many times, but you didn’t hear.

At two o'clock in the morning he receives a call on his phone. He jumps out of bed, hoping it's you calling, but it's just an unfamiliar number.

He picks up the phone, he just hopes you're okay.

"Are you Bang Christopher Chan? I'm sorry..Y/N Bang died."

Chan thought it was a joke, a very unfunny joke.

He can only come to consciousness when he sees your body. Road accident, you didn't survive.

He will ask Changbin, Jisung and Hyunjin to come out quite aggressively, because they came with him.

He ran his fingers over your pale face, tears forming in his eyes. Impossible.

He strokes your hair, strokes your hands, stopping at your fingers...he squeezes your hand tightly. Why did you leave him?

Tears fall on your lifeless body, you would be very upset if you saw Chan crying.

They can only drag him out of your room in the morning, he didn’t want to let go of your body until the end, it was like he was possessed.

"No, don't take me...I have to stay with her! I don't want to be taken away from her"

"she’s probably so cold and scared... she’s alone there, she’s already lifeless.”

He blamed himself, he could have taken you away from work, but why didn’t you ask?

The exit from the hospital is filled with reporters and paparazzi, the shocking news shocked many: “Model and Actress, Bang Chan’s wife Y/N Bang died in a car accident.”

Thanks to the members, they protected Chan from reporters and endless paparazzi. Chan did not walk behind as usual, but in the middle, and a ring was created around the participant.

Chan doesn’t remember anything, he just cried, he cries so much and loudly.

The members refused to leave him, although he asked so. They went to the dorm.

A day has passed... two days have passed... a week has passed. Funeral.

He remembers everything very vaguely, he was the last one to kiss your forehead before the coffin lid was closed.

Now he is completely alone.

He eats very little and hardly leaves the room. Minho literally force feeds him.

Your photos are open on his phone, you are on his wallpaper.

He doesn’t want to live without you, he wants you so much.

His tears never dry, he cries constantly. There are no emotions inside him, he is dead.

He looked through your correspondence... his heart ached madly.

He just loves you so much, he loves only you.

He apologized profusely to your family, it was his fault.

In the end he won't cope and he will leave for you. Chan was found hanged in his room. There was a note on the table with the words: “I can’t live without her, I’m nothing without her... forgive me.”

Lee Minho

People come and go. The simple meaning of life

But you couldn't leave him...not you

If you loved, then you would not have left...WHY DID YOU LEAVE HIM?

Overdose of antidepressants.

He found you in your apartment, you were lying on the bed, wrapped in a blanket... you seemed to be sleeping, but your heart was not beating.

What if he had found you earlier?

He would have stopped you.

He found a letter next to you... your last will and love for him

"𝐈'𝐦 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐤...𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰"

"𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐇𝐨"

"𝐈'𝐦 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞."

IT'S NOT EASIER WITHOUT YOU

He has been crying for several days in a row. Even the members can't pull it out.

He became so aggressive and closed.

His heart rotted and broke without you

He falls asleep with your sweatshirt on, with your perfume on it.

The company releases a statement that Minho is taking an indefinite hiatus from activities.

He wants to close his eyes, open his eyes and have you next to him.

He went through many treatments with you and visited many psychiatrists.

You smiled at him so much, so what happened?

Minho cried for the first time in front of the members, everyone was broken with your death.

After your death, he smoked for the first time.

The cigarette smoke calmed him down at least a little. And in your dreams you came to him, you talked to him a lot.

He became very closed off to himself, even Jisung couldn’t get him to talk.

Everything and everywhere reminded him of you

Your bottle of perfume...your drawings, your rings, your elastic bands, your sweaters

You would curse if you saw him like this.

Only a month later, after your funeral, he dared to pick up your phone.

To mom, dad and sister: “I’m sorry that I’m so weak.. I would like a better life for you, I wanted to live better and happier. I’m a bad daughter.”

To SKZ:"Sorry...be strong, you are world stars and become even more popular..."

To Minho:"I repent of you, I hate myself for what I did. I have about ten minutes left...And in these ten minutes I will continue to love you, Lee Minho. Maybe we will meet in the next life?"

The emotions he had been holding back burst out.

He screamed, his scream deafening the silence.

Physical pain in his heart pierced him. how the bitch it hurts.

Now he's wearing your big jacket.

“Please protect me, Y/N.”

SEO CHANGBIN

"Police lieutenant Seo Y/N was shot..she died while intercepting a drug gang. The ambulance did not have time to arrive"

What did he just hear? Why are they saying your name?

Is this a mistake? Maybe they got it wrong?

He refused to believe it until he was asked to come to the morgue to identify the body.

Yes, you were lying there...a bullet in the forehead.

Changbin turned away, he couldn’t look at you. He's scared.

Probably then he realized all the pain, he stopped living.

Felix and Seungmin forcibly dragged him away from the morgue.

He was never against your work, he was just proud of you. Of course, his wife is a police lieutenant.

He knew it was dangerous, but could anything bad happen to you?

"Changbin, she died a hero, please...be the same hero for her."

There were so many people at your funeral, why did they all come?

Changbin felt lost, Chan was holding his hand. Changbin couldn't navigate the space.

Time doesn't heal anything, remember.

He lost the desire to exist

He hated your job after your death, it's all your damn job.

Will you protect Changbin? Are you his guardian angel?

From time to time he hears your voice.

He will come to your parents and ask for forgiveness.

Really, forgive him.

He will take your dog with him, it seems... the dog really misses you, where is his owner?

Changbin doesn't like music anymore, he stopped working out, he stopped eating.

"Y/N would be upset if she knew that you wanted to leave the group."

"She told you to create for the sake of people's happiness."

"WITHOUT HER THERE IS NO FUCKING THIS HAPPINESS..."

You would like him to continue writing and working.

He will stay for your sake... and for the sake of the members, these three months they kept him afloat, he literally clung to them.

Your dog now has 8 caring men

Changbin brings red Lilies, your favorite flowers, to your grave every week.

Hwang Hyunjin

You have been married for five years, recently celebrated your anniversary.

You were the happiest couple! STAY blessed couple , the participants were incredibly happy about your couple.

You found out that you are pregnant.

Hyunjin was incredibly happy! Members will become uncles to your baby.

Felix took the place of godfather.

Chan and Minho were responsible for choosing the name.

And Changbin, Jisung, Seungmin and Jeongin made rooms for your baby!

But...you had a back injury, which made it dangerous to give birth.

You didn't care, you were going to have the baby.

Difficulties began immediately during contractions, Hyunjin was with you all the time.

He was forced to leave the room in the middle of labor.

The members who were waiting in the corridor were very worried.

Sudden silence.

The doctor came out of the maternity room and said: “Congratulations, you have a daughter... please accept my condolences, your wife has died.”

What?

It sounded so absurd.

Hyunjin walked into your room, you looked so tired...so sad. sad aphrodite.

Hyunjin kissed your forehead, one hand on your neck, the other holding your hand.

"Thank you for daughter...and forgive me, I love you very much"

Tears rolled down Hyunjin's cheeks, the tears were like pearls.

Hyunjin went home with the members.. The workers left your daughter in the hospital for several days.

Hyunjin seemed to understand nothing, he understood absolutely nothing.

"The baby will grow up in love, Hyunjin"

"We will all take care of her..she is an extension of Y/N" These words from Chan hurt Hyunjin's heart...He will protect and love his daughter.

Hyunjin is always crying, his eyes are red, his face is swollen from crying.

It hurt even more when Seungmin brought your favorite coffee.

In three days we could pick up our daughter.

All eight participants went to the maternity hospital.

They brought out a small package for you, what a tiny little thing.

Hyunjin looked at the little baby as if he were the eighth wonder of the world, the girl was sleeping. Hyunjin could have sworn that she would look like you.

"We'll call her Viyoung" Why is this in tune with Vendetta?

The guy nodded approvingly, tears flowing down his cheeks again.

The members took turns holding the bundle with the baby in their hands.

"I will love you so much, Viyoung...just like your mother loved you."

“Your uncles will take care of you...you will grow up with complete love.”

They went home, everything will be fine. Your memory will never fade away. Hyunjin will raise a beautiful daughter. She's a copy of you, but with Hyunjin's eyes.

[lovelyhan]

Hii Kai how about hooking up lee Chan at home football game where he should be benched but he’s off playing with you instead 🥴 congrats on your milestone bb 💕

02:40 — CHAN

it's a crime how it took me so long to actually work on this AHSHSJA thank you for the mental image of jock dino ditching his games for some pussy nana ur brain is so big 😽😽😽 + this kind of reads more like crack than smut so i hope you forgive me HAHSJW

it's the biggest match of the season. there's equally high stakes for both teams playing and the audience is nothing if not fired up.

team captain choi seungcheol considers this as the game that'll make or break their career as a team, so it's only proper for him to do his usual headcount. but when he notices that they're one person short—

"vernon," he calls out to one of the younger members, frustration making itself known on his face. "have you seen chan? the game's about to start."

the younger athlete stares at him quizzically. "uh, he said he had to go home early. something about a sprained ankle. but won't it be fine? he's benched for today anyway isn't—"

"he went home early 'cause of what?!"

"...a sprained ankle?"

vernon doesn't quite understand why seungcheol is simultaneously having a meltdown and looking like he's about to plan lee chan's funeral and burial all by himself.

"a sprained ankle," the captain begins, pinching the bridge of his nose with an exasperated sigh, "is code for pussy appointment. that asshole ditched us to get his dick wet!"

on the other side of campus, lee chan sneezes in the middle of fucking your brains out.

"whoa," you chuckle, reaching out to pat your boyfriend's face lightly. "you okay, baby?"

despite being balls deep inside you, chan shivers for reasons completely unrelated to the feel of your cunt squeezing around his dick. "i feel like someone's plotting my death right now."

"channie, that's the most unsexy thing you've told me ever." you roll your eyes, wrapping your thighs around his hips to pull him closer. "can you go back to rambling about how good my pussy feels?"

seeing as he's very much still hot and hard inside you, it seems that your boyfriend wasn't that thrown off by his mid-coitus sneeze. he simply sighs, stares down at you and the spill of your pretty breasts before fucking into you hard enough to make the headboard bang against the wall.

"love it when your tits bounce like that," he moans, leaning down to latch his lips around your pebbled nipples.

"y-you love my tits all the time," you accuse, trying your best not to let out any noises that are too embarrassing to bear. "when you saw me in my cheer uniform earlier, you dragged me all the way back to your dorm just to fuck me!"

"can't help it, baby," chan laughs before cupping your face and pressing a kiss on your nose. "that skimpy uniform makes your tits pop out perfectly. good thing i'm not playing today 'cause everyone would've seen my erection in the middle of the field."

you keen sharply when the head of his cock grazes against your g-spot—all snarky comments about his unsolicited plan to sneak out of the game for a pussy appointment going up in smoke.

"r-right there, channie—shit," you whimper, fucking yourself back on his cock to match his fervor. "cock's splitting me so fucking good..."

"that so?" he whispers breathlessly, wandering hands pawing at your breasts before he suckles on them. "does that mean you'll let me drag you off for more quickies from now on?"

"don't caaare," comes your drawled out plea, clammy hands reaching between your legs to rub your clit in tight circles. "'m so close, channie. wanna cum on your cock. please, please, please. want it—need it."

one minute you're scolding him for being unsexy, and the next you're drooling over his pillows as he fucks you stupid. if chan wasn't as desperate to dump his load inside you as he is, he would've dragged this out just to tease you.

"good fucking girl," he hisses when he feels your walls tighten around his length—egging him on to fuck you through your release as he chases after his own orgasm.

when chan spills his cum into your quivering cunt, you let out the prettiest little moan that could beat any sort of practiced cheer from a crowd of spectators. he'd prefer to see the redness dusting your fucked out face over any trophy they're set to win.

and he'd rather lie in bed with the love of his life than warm a bench for the entirety of a game.

"cheol's gonna kill you when he sees you again, you know."

that's the first thing you say when chan brings you to the bathroom—taking the act of aftercare as seriously as ever.

"i know," he says coolly, rubbing a damp washcloth between your thighs.

"and really? you told vernon you sprained your ankle?"

"hey, i'm sure he isn't gen-z enough to know what i really meant."

"yeah, but cheol will definitely understand once vernon tattles on you. i'd be lucky if i still have a boyfriend that's alive once the day ends."

for all your unsolicited concern, chan decides to lean forward and press a soft, chaste kiss on your lips. the expression on your face flits between surprise and endearment and irritation so quickly, chan almost laughs.

"that's what good pussy does to a motherfucker," he murmurs before pressing another kiss on the corner of your mouth. "now let me clean you up before i get in the mood to fuck you again."

⟢ end notes: this is probably the most unserious thing i've written in a while lmfao a million apologies if it only seems half coherent bc it is <333

[ihavethedreamiesx]

In the Middle | Easy to Expert (3 v3) [NSFW]

Lee Yongbok (Felix) & Hwang Hyunjin - Stray Kids

Rating: M (18+) MDNI

Word Count: ~2.7k

Felix/AFAB!Reader/Hyunjin

Genre: Reader-Insert, Smut, Fluff

!!This is smut…if that much isn't clear you should probably leave now!! MDNI!

Warnings: She/Her Pronouns used, Swearing, Kissing, Lingerie, Multiple Partners, Oral (M! and F! Receiving/Anal), Deepthroating/Face-Fucking, Threesome, Double Penetration, Anal Play, Sex Toys - Butt Plugs, Anal Sex, Unprotected Sex (Bad Idea, Don't Do It)

Author's Note: I was supposed to just do a part two for Felix's Easy but now I have these as well…

-> Part 1 <-

-> Part 2 <-

-> Ver. I.N. <-

-> Ver. Seungmin <-

-> Ver. Han <-

-> Ver. Lee Know <-

-> Ver. Changbin <-

-> Ver. Bang Chan <-

Revised (1/30/25)

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"A threesome?" Hyunjin looks up from his phone. Felix suggested it so casually. Hyunjin would be lying if he said he hadn’t ever thought about fucking his best friend's girlfriend. Even before they were dating…

"You in?"

"Are you asking me because she wants one, or…"

"No, she requested you by name." Felix has a pillow on his lap so he can rest his chin on it as he plays on his own phone.

"Here?" Hyunjin asks, looking around your apartment. You had scurried back into your room earlier, claiming to need the bathroom.

"Yeah."

"Now?"

"If you want." Felix shrugs. Hyunjin cast his eyes toward the hall that leads to your bedroom.

"If she's sure." The taller man nods and he sees Felix smirk.

"Get ready, love!" He shouts over his shoulder, and he hears you call out a giddy, "Okay!"

You had been flitting about your bedroom to waste time as Felix makes the suggestion. When he brought Hyunjin over, you knew it was time. Felix and you have been dating for a few months, and despite you choosing Hyunjin a while ago, your boyfriend insisted on waiting for the actual event. He originally wanted to dress you up like the animal Hyunjin is associated with, but… There was a cat set of lingerie, fox, dog, even a horse, but not ferret or weasel. You two decided on just getting a frilly, mostly vanilla, set. It consisted of a babydoll with a black bra and hem, the sheer frills are white. Your crotchless panties are also black and allow the plug Felix picked out to easily sit inside your ass without restriction. You also have thigh-high, black and white striped socks on. The butt-plug Felix had originally gotten has different tails to be attached, but without an animal cosplay you weren’t sure which one to use. He ended up picking a generic black tail reminiscent of a cat's and simple black headband with rounded ears on it. While not exact, it’ll work. The final touch is a black choker with a silver heart-shaped tag, Felix's name etched into it. When you and Felix had gone over the ground rules, you were kind of surprised by what he’s willing to let Hyunjin do to you. Even talking about it excited you.

You pick up your phone when you’re ready, having prepared entirely and is just waiting for them to come in. You send your boyfriend a thumb's up and then wait patiently near your bed. Felix comes in first and his lips pull into a smug grin.

"You look perfect, love. Doesn't she?" Your boyfriend steps in fully, allowing his friend to follow. You shuffle under the taller man's gaze, the intense stare makes your skin tingle.

"Absolutely." His beautiful lips pull into their own smirk. How the hell are you lucky enough that your ethereally gorgeous boyfriend has an equally as attractive best friend?

"Go help him, love." Felix prompts, moving further into your bedroom to get the stuff he prepared from the nightstand drawer. You scamper forward, stopping in front of Hyunjin. Even though Felix is short compared to other men, he’s still taller than you. But Hyunjin is even taller, and you feel incredibly small so close to him. You love it.

"Help me with what, darling?" He flashes your boyfriend a look to make sure the pet-name is okay, but he doesn’t even react. Your small hands go to the strings of his hoodie, your nails are painted black as well. The whole ensemble is incredibly appealing, but what he loves most is the tail hanging from your butt. It sways with your hips as you move, and he wonders what it feels like to you. Hyunjin smirks down at you as he helps you remove his clothes. The large sweatshirt hits the floor, and you eagerly take his t-shirt off as well. Your mouth nearly waters seeing him bare. He’s been working out more recently and the new definition is just right. He shivers a bit when your fingers brushes over his stomach and you step even closer. Hyunjin wants to kiss you so badly, but he don’t know if he’s allowed.

"Are there any rules?" He’s more asking Felix, but he’s looking into your wide eyes the whole time.

"Hm…Only I can use her ass, and you can't come inside her. She doesn't like a condom, but she likes getting creampied too much, that I'm not willing to share." Felix smirks at his friend, holding a few bottles.

"I can kiss her?" Hyunjin is a little shocked by this and so are you, but not upset. Hyunjin is your boyfriend's best friend, and he showed his favor for him by letting him have access to you in a way no one else can. He does gatekeep some, but not much. Since he gets permission, his large hand cupped the back of your head and hauls you close, sealing his plush lips over yours. You whine and he smiles through the kiss, slipping his tongue into your mouth. As he pulls away, he nibbles on your bottom lip and your lips hover close to his as you undo his pants. The black jeans falls to the floor, and you palm his hard on through his underwear and he leans down to lay searing kisses on your neck.

"What color, love?" Felix calls out and your head is swimming a bit, but you manage to answer.

"Red." You reply and he puts the others away.

"'Lix?" You call and he hums.

"Can I?" You ask simply and he hums again. At this you sink to your knees, hands quickly going to Hyunjin's waist band. He’s shocked at your speed, but he simply chuckles as you remove his boxers. As his hard cock bobs in the air before you, you let out a small whimper. He’s… Not overly thick, you can manage at least to get your hand around him, but you aren’t sure his whole length will fit in you. It’s long and pretty like the rest of him.

"Fuck (Y/N)." He whines as your mouth eagerly wraps around the head of his cock, and you begin to descend on his length. You moan softly at his taste and the vibration makes him shiver. You yelp suddenly, gagging a bit as Hyunjin hears a buzzing noise begin. Felix has turned the vibration of the plug on, a feature you did not know it had. Breathing harshly through your nose, you get used to the buzz.

"(Y/N)?" He’s shocked when the tip hits the back of your throat, and you keep going. Your eyes rolls back as you bury Hyunjin's dick in your throat, gagging a bit. He’s definitely longer than Felix. Poor thing already has a sweat break out on his forehead and chest and if he wasn’t balls deep in your mouth, you’d be licking up the drops.

"Shit." The slightly older male groans as your head begins to move. You love when your boyfriend fucks your face as you just sit there and take it, but that’s Felix's privilege. You’re a little surprised yourself though that he’s going to allow Hyunjin to come down your throat. They really are best friends. He exhales as you pull off his cock completely, holding him at the base and running your tongue up the underside. You then kiss down his length and to his groin. A drop of sweat rolls down his lower stomach and you catch it with your tongue, licking up to his belly button. His large hand comes to your head, and he leads you back to swallowing him. You hum in delight as you deepthroat him more and you can taste his precum on the back of your tongue.

"Felix, can I come inside?" Hyunjin's request is nearly breathless as he tries to holds his hips back from fucking his cock into your mouth more.

"Just in her mouth," Felix specifies and Hyunjin looks down to see your eyebrows furrow in frustration, but you follow his rules. Pulling the length of Hyunjin's dick that goes deeper than your mouth out, you pump your hand and look up at him. Seeing your wide eyes pleadingly looking at him, Hyunjin swears and comes in your mouth. You eagerly swallow what he gives you, the sensation still wonderful despite not flowing straight down your throat. Once he’s done, you pull off him, licking the few drops that spurted out. He hadn’t softened completely, and he lets your head go so you can scramble back over to Felix at the foot of the bed. You kneel before your boyfriend and he runs his finger over the side of your mouth, catching a stray drop of Hyunjin's cum, and you suck it off his finger.

"What do you say, love?"

"Thanks, Felix."

"And?" You turn to look at the other man.

"Thanks, Jinnie."

"Of course, darling."

"On your back, love." Felix prompts and you get up, getting on the bed and relaxing into an obviously practiced place.

"Come here." He motions to Hyunjin who comes over. You’re on your back, butt right at the edge of the bed, the tail of the plug dangling down. Your legs are bent and spread so he has a perfect view of your soaking cunt.

"Fill her up." Felix prompts, continuing to undress till he’s just in his boxers.

"Now?" Hyunjin is a little shocked. He expected to go at the same time as your boyfriend.

"Yeah." Felix shrugs and he watches as he goes to kneel by your head, and he understands what’s going on. He comes to the foot of the bed, his knees hitting the mattress and you whine as he rubs the head of his cock through the lips of your cunt. He watches intensely as Felix places the head of his dick at your lips and you whine again. Right as Felix starts to fuck his cock into your mouth, Hyunjin presses into your pussy. Your eyes rolls back as you adjust your head, your boyfriend's delicious cock filling your mouth easily, then into your throat. He smirks, seeing your throat bulge around his cock and Hyunjin groans at the sight as well, finally bottoming out inside you. Hyunjin’s deep inside you, pressing up against your cervix as you swallow Felix's length. You’re in heaven as they begin to thrust at the same time, Felix knowing just how to do it to not cut your air off too bad. At this angle he doesn’t go as deep as he can, your boyfriend knows you don’t love when his balls brush over your face. Hyunjin marvels as you just lay there and take it, though, your painted nails are digging into the bedding.

"Do her harder." Felix prompts and Hyunjin grabs your thighs and hitched your legs up to his hips and snaps his hips. You yelp around Felix's dick, your throat clenching perfectly around his head. Felix's low chuckle rumbles through you and Hyunjin grunts as your cunt clenches around him. Little does the other man know, the reason you’re close to cumming is because of your boyfriend fucking your face. You can’t count the number of times you’ve fallen apart just because he pumps cum down your gullet.

"I'm gonna cum, darling." Hyunjin grunts out, and almost forgets the rule. It’s good enough that he gets to fuck you raw though, he’ll be content painting your stomach and tits white instead. He pulls out, strokes himself twice then comes over you. It’s hot and Hyunjin watches your cunt flutter and drip as Felix holds your throat softly, grunting as he too comes. You swallow over and over, your vision swimming from the lack of air, and you gasp to catch your breath when Felix withdraws. They both groan at the sight of you, your torso and face covered in cum, drool still slipping out of the side of your mouth. Your muscles clench around the still vibrating plug in your ass and Felix nods at his friend.

"Take it out of her." He instructs, so Hyunjin kneels down so he can watch better, and slowly pulls the plug out. You mewl at the feeling and the buzzing stops when Felix tapped his phone.

"Throw it on the floor." He motions to the side and so Hyunjin does just that. Felix originally wasn’t going to allow the next move, but he wants to spoil his love some. He tosses the red bottle to Hyunjin who catches it and looks over the label. Cherry flavored.

"She's clean…" Your boyfriend's tone is implicative. Hyunjin meets his gaze, remembering earlier but his friend shrugs.

"You can taste." Hyunjin is more than willing to comply, so he opens the tube and squeezes a dollop onto two of his fingers. He circles your pucker and sticks his fingers in to coat your insides and groans at the tight feeling. You shiver as he takes his fingers back out and grabs your thighs. Your cunt is dripping down the cleft of your ass, so Hyunjin leans forward and licks a long path from your ass up to your clit. Your hips flinch and he smirks, descending again. His tongue swirls the entrance of your cunt, but he keeps going. His tongue runs over the rim of your ass, and you mewl when his tongue fucks in. Luckily, the artificial cherry taste is more like candy than cough syrup, and he loves feeling your muscles spasm around his tongue.

"Jinnie~" You moan when his thumb rubs over your clit, circling it. Felix watches intently, making note of every little move you make. You’re shivering some, but that alone will not be enough to get you over the edge.

"Okay, help her up here." Felix snaps to gets Hyunjin to stop when he doesn’t right away. He pulls back, licking the cherry off his lips and does as he’s told. Scooping your limp body up into his arms, Hyunjin places you at the head of the bed between him and Felix. Your back is to your boyfriend as you all lay on your sides.

"Kay, fill her pussy again." Felix holds your leg up for his friend as his cock fills your cunt again. You moan lightly and Hyunjin holds your leg over his hip then, allowing your boyfriend to place the tip of his own dick at your lubed up pucker.

"Felix~" You cry out, your nails digging into the flesh of Hyunjin's shoulders. Both men groan at the tight clench of you with both of them inside, you have to breathe purposefully to get used to the full stretch. You already feared getting addicted to the feeling. Without warning, Felix begins to pump his hips, hard and shallow, Hyunjin falling into rhythm with him. When one is pulling out, the other thrusts in, not leaving you empty. Your breath hitches, you mewl and whimper, then nearly squeal when their thrusts sync up and strengthen. Hyunjin's brow furrows, his eyes closed and his sweaty skin brushes against yours. You scoot forward some so your tongue can run over his jaw, and he huffs a laugh.

"She's such a good little slut, huh?" Felix smirks, licking over the ridge of your ear. His hands runs over your waist under the babydoll, your breasts jiggling with the force in the black cups of the bra.

"Shit, yes, so good~" Hyunjin groans, reveling in your tongue tracing his collar bone.

"Get as deep as you can." Felix leads, and you yipe as they both do so, just grinding into you. Immediately, Hyunjin feels the change, your cunt flutters around him, squeezing even harder.

"Cum, love." Felix orders and you fall over the edge. Hyunjin gasps, your cunt squirting onto his groin.

"Go ahead." Your boyfriend makes eye contact with Hyunjin, and he lets out a long moan and cums inside. Felix fills your ass with his own hot cum and your fading orgasm restarts and you nearly black out. As you slip in and out of conscious reality, you revel in being in between them. You feel small, and safe, and content. At the same time Hyunjin and Felix both silently agree that you belong there, nestled in the middle of their embrace.

-> Part 1 <-

-> Part 2 <-

-> Ver. I.N. <-

-> Ver. Seungmin <-

-> Ver. Han <-

-> Ver. Lee Know <-

-> Ver. Changbin <-

-> Ver. Bang Chan <-

Master-List

[toujokaname]

An Unfamiliar Sight (HiMERU Idol Story)

Author: Kanata Haruka

Characters: Rinne, Niki, Kohaku, HiMERU

"—HiMERU also feels restless in his school uniform, you know."

Season: Winter Location: Lounge in TV Station

Rinne: Hiya~ I got to the dressing room earlier than expected, huuh.

I've turned into a respectable member of society ♪

Niki: What're you talking about, Rinne-kun. A respectable member of society doesn't typically stroll into the dressing room right at the last minute.

Uh, wait? Is Kohaku-chan the only one here?

Rinne: Ain't it weird that Merumeru's runnin' late? Did he get a stomachache or somethin'?

Kohaku: Haah. You both just go at yer own pace as always. Didn't y'all see HiMERU-han's message?

HiMERU-han mentioned there were some procedures at Shuuetsu Academy he couldn't miss, so he'll be late.

Rinne: Academy? Oh, yeah, Merumeru's still a student.

Any way you look at it, he doesn't look like a student at all, so I totally forgot.

Niki: I completely forgot about it too. So HiMERU-kun's an earnest student, huh~

But, you know, it's kinda mysterious. I feel like I've never seen HiMERU-kun in his school uniform.

Even though we've already spent a bunch of time together?

Kohaku: Yeah, that's right. When Crazy:B got thrown into the same room, he and I both took a temporary absence from school.

He returned to school after movin' into the Seisoukan dorms, so we haven't had a straightforward chance to see it, y'know?

Rinne: Gotcha. Well, I guess Merumeru ain't tryna hide it either.

In that case, wouldn't it be interesting to see Merumeru in his uniform at least once?

HiMERU: —What about HiMERU's uniform?

Rinne: Oh, speak of the devil ♪ Hey, Merumeru. You're wearing your uniform this... time...

HiMERU: Apologies for the delay in getting here. HiMERU will get ready quickly.

Rinne & Kohaku: .........

HiMERU: Amagi, Oukawa, what's the matter? You look quite dumbfounded.

Rinne: Gyahahahahaha! Hey, hey, ain't that a bit too much, Merumeru?!

HiMERU: What is it with you laughing all of a sudden, Amagi?

Niki: Woah~ It's my first time seeing HiMERU-kun in his school uniform.

Yup, yup, I see. So it feels like that~ It's kinda refreshing.

HiMERU: —Right. Now that Shiina has said that, HiMERU gets the gist of it.

However, he finds it upsetting to be laughed at to this extent.

Kohaku: No, sorry, HiMERU-han... It ain't like I'm burstin' out laughin' like Rinne-han, but....

Seein' HiMERU-han in an unfamiliar outfit, I was at a loss for words to describe this strange feelin'...

Rinne: No matter how I look at it, you look like a cosplayer! For real, my stomach hurts! Gyahahahaha!

HiMERU: (...Is it really enough to warrant saying that?)

Rinne: Hey, hey, don't make that face, Merumeru.

I've never seen ya look like a proper highschooler before, so I just burst out laughing.

Kohaku: My bad, HiMERU-han. I'm in the same boat as Rinne-han.

There's a saying of "the clothes make the man", but in yer case, it's the opposite.

The uniform can't compete with yer mature atmosphere.

HiMERU: —Amagi, Oukawa, there's no need to force yourselves to keep talking.

It seems like you are desperately trying to patch it up, but the conclusion remains the same.

From now on, no matter how much of a hurry he's in, HiMERU will make sure not to come to work still in uniform.

Rinne: Don't get so pouty, Merumeru. It was my bad.

See, I never really went to school properly.

So it's prolly the norm for highschoolers like Merumeru to exist, yeah?

Niki: Well, besides HiMERU-kun, none of us are really attending school properly. Even I only graduated middle school.

Kohaku: I'm also just startin' to get back into school.

If you think 'bout it that way, the only one here who's leadin' a decent student life's HiMERU-han.

I wonder what kinda highschool life yer leadin'. I'm curious now...

HiMERU: —HiMERU can confidently say it hasn't been the youth that Oukawa is expecting.

Rinne: But, actually, you're havin' an exquisite time at school, ain'tcha?

Accordin' to our deputy director, Shuuetsu's a place with a well-established employee benefits system.

HiMERU: HiMERU hardly makes use of it. Naturally, HiMERU prioritizes idol activities.

—Ah, but some of the services available at Shuuetsu may indeed be described as "exquisite".

Kohaku: Oh~ If HiMERU-han says so, then they must be real good.

What the heck are they? I wanna know for reference.

HiMERU: Although it may have sounded grandiose, it's not such a big deal.

It is only a ryoutei—that is to say, a high class traditional restaurant. You can enjoy delicious dishes with well-balanced nutrition.

Niki: Please wait a second!

A ryoutei?! There's a place like that at Shuuetsu Academy?!

HiMERU: Yes, it seems that it is managed by the same affiliate company as CosPro.

A dedicated chef and nutritionist are assigned to each idol to provide the optimal menus.

It is reasonably inexpensive for students, so it has been helpful for HiMERU to utilize it several times when he eats meals.

Niki: ...I see. There's such a heavenly place in Shuuetsu, is there.

I've decided. I'm gonna transfer to Shuuetsu Academy! And I'll eat a bunch of food at the ryoutei!

Kohaku: That's a lousy motive, Niki-han...

Rinne: To begin with, Niki's a middle school graduate. You gotta start from the beginning, not as a transfer!

You'll be a first year in highschool and it'll just be too tough, so forget it, forget it.

You'd be better off securing your future by becoming my housewife and getting a permanent job at my place.

Niki: I hate that, I don't wanna be taken away by Rinne-kun for my whole life!

Please, HiMERU-kun! I don't like being pushy, but I wanna go to Shuuetsu's ryoutei too!

HiMERU: —HiMERU can't do anything about it single-handedly.

However, Shuuetsu Academy is a school for outstanding idols.

If Shiina can demonstrate exceptional talent as an idol, perhaps...

Niki: Are you for realsies?! You must be!

HiMERU: —Provided that you can demonstrate your ability. In that sense, this upcoming recording may be just the right chance for you.

Niki: Alriiight! Once it's decided like that, I'll get to work right away!

Rinne-kun and Kohaku-chan, we're going all out today!

The taste of ryoutei is waiting for me!

Kohaku: Niki-han really is a guy who only cares 'bout his stomach...

Rinne: ...Nice job baiting Niki, Merumeru.

But I won't take the blame for whatever happens later, aight?

HiMERU: —HiMERU understands that. That is why he didn't confirm anything either.

In the worst case scenario, he will take out a meal from the ryoutei and bring it back to the dormitory. It's humiliating, so he'd rather not, if possible.

Now, let's put an end to the chitchat. There's not much time left for the recording, so let's get ready quickly.

—HiMERU also feels restless in his school uniform, you know.

Note: About the housewife line... Yeah I don't know man. What it says on the tin. The page just talks about how women getting married used to be referred to as a permanent job, which is what Rinne says Niki should get with him.

[authorautumnbanks]

How To Tame A Sorcerer (76)

Who knew that Gojo Satoru, the strongest, turns into a whiny mess when tied up? Kagome bites her lip as she swirls her hips in a circle.

"Gome-chan," Satoru groans. "Drivin' me crazy." His words are slurred. He looks so beautiful with his cheeks stained pink and his arms held back above his head. "Don't cha wanna let me go?"

Kagome laughs, slightly breathless. She wasn't kidding earlier about him taking her breath away. Saying his cock fills her is far too polite to describe how stuffed she feels every time his cock stretches her out. "I like the view," she says. There is something about seeing the strongest tied up and helpless.

But more so? It's the trust he has in her.

Satoru jerks and then groans. "Seriously, what did you do to these bindings?" His chest rises with every heavy breath.

"Just a simple seal," she quips. "Knew you'd fight it." The bindings are made of silk from a moth demon. She didn't want to risk any chafing. Kagome eyes the headboard. Maybe she should have put something on that too?

"Wanna touch you."

"You are touching me." She slows her movements and cups her breasts. "Feel so good, Toru."

The look on his face is hotter than the Earth's core. Her walls tighten, desperate to milk him dry. Nothing—nothing, compares to feel of his cock inside of her.

The rightness of it.

She flicks her tongue over her nipples as she squeezes her tits and bounces on his cock. More. He's ready for more. Kagome's eyes slide close as her energy swells and seeps into Satoru.

She opens her eyes and stills. Satoru's eyes are practically glowing. A trickle of blood trails down his chin.

"Satoru?" Shit, is it too much for him? It shouldn't be hurting him.

"Red," he says. "That ass is about to be red."

"You have to get loose first." Okay, good, he wouldn't be joking if it was hurting him.

He spreads his legs and digs his heels into the bed.

"What are you—Satoru!" Her body lurches forward as Satoru pistons his hips.

"Should've tied my legs down too," he quips.

Kagome flashes a smile. So that's how he wants to play it. She plants her hands on his stomach for purchase and leans forward and up just enough to keep Satoru from getting what he wants.

Honestly, this hurts her more than him, but having him at her mercy is worth it.

His upper lip curls back. Oh, so that's where the blood came from. He bit his bottom lip. She smiles at him again and swings her leg over so she's off his lap.

Satoru's expression falters. "Baby, please. I'll be good." He tilts his body towards her as if to follow her. There's a slight glow to him that was not there before. The energy massages seem to be working, but she still has more to give him. Wants to give it all to him. No one but here can do this for him.

"Relax, Satoru," Kagome soothes. "I didn't know you'd be so needy."

"Face."

"Huh?" Kagome frowns. "Face what?"

"My face." He pants, tugging on the restraints. "Ride it." His body shakes. Trembling. But his eyes? They stare at her unblinking, fully blown.

"You can let it out, Toru," Kagome says. She wipes the blood away with her thumb. He turns his head and sucks her thumb into his mouth.

She says that but…they no longer have a table, and the couch is now in the middle of the room in pieces. Kagome hums as she glances at the damage thus far. She could have sworn something like glass broke. Maybe in the bathroom?

"You can let it out on my face," he counters. "Or you could untie me."

"One more and then you should be good," she says, lowering her voice.

"More?" Satoru throws his head back. "Killing me. Actually killing me. How is there more?" He turns his head. "Gome-chan, just how powerful are you?"

She shrugs. "Strong enough to make you lose your mind."

He chuckles, slightly out of breath. "I think I'm ready."

He says that, but his face is flushed red, and his hands are clenched. Poor Satoru, trying so hard to be good. Kagome pokes the inside of her cheek with her tongue as she places her hands behind her and her pussy in front of his face. Somehow this pose is more embarrassing than licking her own nipples, but she's pressed for options with him bound and her pregnant belly being as big as it is.

How the hell is she going to manage when she reaches the third trimester?

Satoru does not seem to care because he moves his face as close as he can and suctions his lips around her as though he is afraid she'll take it away from him again. She bites back a whimper, the desire so heady on her tongue, that Kagome nearly forgets herself.

Massage.

The massage.

She closes her eyes and focuses on him. The dark, seductive pull of his energy. The Shikon pulses, determined to join in for the last one. Well, the last one for tonight. They will definitely do this again, but maybe somewhere a little more secluded, where they don't have to worry about him breaking the furniture.

"Kagome!" He roars her name as if he is in pain. As if it is the only thing keeping him sane. Kagome giggles. Not because it's funny, but it's as much as she can muster. Her arms shake from holding the awkward position for so long and when she opens her eyes, the room is dark.

He took out the lights again.

Crack.

What the hell?

Her back hits the mattress and Satoru's arms are on either side of her. His eyes are the only light source in the room. So beautiful blue. A thrill shoots through her. Her thighs are slick with their intermingled come. Just looking at him is nearly enough for her to come again.

"How did you break free?" She wets her lips. The crack must have been the headboard then, but he should still be bound regardless if it was the headboard that broke.

"Feel like I'm burning up," Satoru says, pressing his face closer to hers. He kisses her softly at first, taking his time and swallowing every moan. His hand grips her thigh and squeezes hard. "Turn over, ass up. Now."

"So bossy," she grumbles, but she turns over and does as he…well, he didn't ask. She stills at the feel of something under her. Oh, a pillow. Kagome turns her head to thank him, but Satoru's palm smacks her ass so hard the sound reverberates through the room. "OH! Satoru!"

"Did you have fun, Gome-chan? Teasing me?" He caresses her ass and this time, the smack is softer, but the impact sends shock waves down to her pussy all the same. "Feel like I could take out a planet," he murmurs.

She hums and pushes back against him. His energy is wild and yet so warm. Feels like he is touching her everywhere. Her mind is empty except for thoughts of Satoru and Satoru alone. She sighs as her energy wraps around his.

Mine.

The Shikon pulses.

Ours.

Kagome's brows furrow together. The Shikon has never outright claimed Satoru before. "Satoru—" she gasps as he enters her. Her eyes flutter. Oh, she loves it when he fucks her from behind. Loves the way his balls small her pussy every time he snaps his hips. Satoru snakes his arm around her, pausing only to rub her stomach before he encourages her body into an arch. He presses a kiss on the shell of her ear.

"Can I mark you?"

Mark? He wants to mark her?

His cock pumps in and out with long, deep thrusts. Her body radiates from the raw, sublime energy. "Like a claim?"

Is that a sorcerer thing?

"Yes," he breathes. "Wanna bite you right here and leave my mark." He presses a kiss on her clavicle. "Get cha a necklace too, with my name." The possessive tilt to his voice should scare her. He's been like this ever since he got out of the prison realm, and yet it makes her wetter. "Fuck, baby. You like that?"

"Just do it, Satoru." She pushes back against him and shakes her ass.

"Fuck," Satoru groans. "I dream of this ass." He grips her hip tighter. He kisses her shoulder again as his hand seeks out her clit. Kagome jerks and lets out a low moan. "Mine," he growls.

When he clamps down, the surge of his cursed energy sends her spiraling. She comes hard. He's under her skin. Simmering. Satoru groans, low and dark, as he continues to pump his cock in her as he comes. The heat of him is delicious.

Kagome sighs and then wrinkles her nose.

Cold.

Something cold touches her nose.

"Shit," Satoru says, sliding out of her. He pulls her into his lap and pulls the cover over them.

Kagome shivers. Come leaks out of her and onto Satoru, but he doesn't seem to notice or care. "Why is it cold? Did you take out the heat?" she jokes, though that doesn't explain the cold hitting her face.

"It's snowing."

Kagome blinks. "…Indoors?" The room is pitch black, so the roof is still intact. Did he break a window? Even if he did, the snow shouldn't be all the way over here.

"Looks like it." He dips his hand down and cups her. "Not because of me," Satoru adds as he rubs the come over her thigh and over her stomach.

"What are you doing?"

"Don't take a bath," he says instead.

"You're lucky you're so hot," Kagome huffs. "Someone should stop the snow. I'm cold—eep!" She jerks back.

Fire. In the middle of the room, suspended in the air. Actually, make that about five flames in the room now. They're red so they aren't flames from a fox, not that she thinks Shippo would dare to interrupt.

"Gome-chan, I think it's you," Satoru says.

"I don't control elements." She stills and then places her hands over Satoru's. "Did you feel that?"

"Maybe it's Koushi then," Satoru says. His fingers flex and the kicking resumes. "Definitely Koushi."

"Who?"

"Our son," he says with so much confidence that she believes him. If that's what he wants to name on the twins, then that's fine with her.

"So sure we're having boys?"

"I'm sure we're having at least one," he replies. "And if it is you, Koushi, then limit the snow to outdoors."

Kagome snorts. The snow stops, but the flames remain. "Use that daddy voice on the other one."

Now if only the lights could come back on.

"Kagome," he groans. "Don't do that to me." His cock twitches.

"Hm? You like it when I call you Daddy?"

"You're not leaving this room." He kisses her shoulder and flicks his tongue across the bite. "Gonna come on these tits." He squeezes her breasts and tugs on her nipples. "Want you smelling like me."

"Satoru, you know I don't want anyone else."

"I'd kill them." He moves the cover and urges her onto her side. Satoru threatening to kill anyone interested in her should be worrisome, but when he slides back in, her mind goes hazy and she's consumed by him.

He isn't tired?

"Sensitive," she reminds him. Maybe it's the glow from the flames, but the look on his face is feral. Unhinged. He wraps an arm around her leg, keeping it upright and resting against him.

"Do it again," he breathes, "lick your tits again."

She bites her lip as she leans forward, cupping her breast. "Like this?" She eyes him while she flicks her tongue over her nipple.

"I love you."

He's said those words so many times and still her heart beats a little faster and her insides turn into a puddle of goo. His thrusts are slow, almost languid like.

It's driving her crazy.

The angle.

The sheen of sweat on his skin.

The warmth from the flames.

She's not going to last much longer.

"Satoru," Kagome moans, still cupping her breasts just the way he likes it. "Love you so much." She throws her head back and wraps her energy around his. Her legs shake as she comes.

He comes with a shout. Ropes of come splatter across her breasts as he fists his cock. The flames burn hotter until they burst. His energy flares.

Oh. It looks like the room is sparkling. The lights flicker on. Kagome winces at the brightness.

"Really?" She laughs as Satoru rubs the come into her skin. He was serious about her smelling like him?

"Need you to smell like me." He eases out of her and exhales. "Ah, shit."

"Hmm?"

"The room." He laughs as he spikes a hand through his hair. "It's wrecked."

"You're glowing," she points out. Never mind the room. Why is he glowing?

"Huh? Guess I am." Satoru smiles and reaches for her, pulling her into his lap. "No one but me gets a boost."

"How greedy," she teases, trailing a finger down his chest. Kagome pauses. "Oh crap, I forgot to put up a barrier."

The biggest smile spreads across Satoru's face. "Good."

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A/N: Next chapter will be Sukuna focused. Might do a side story of Shippo embarrassing everyone while this is going down because he's a troll. Hoping to get the Accidental chapter out Sunday or Monday.

"Is there a masseuse Kagome in the multiverse?" - There wasn't but now I'm working on it lolol

"How are the twins going to be?" - They have Shippo as an older brother. Menaces.

"Do the Gojos have demon blood somewhere in the bloodline?" - Yakeru mentioned that Sugawara was a demon fucker.

Have a wonderful weekend! Make sure to get plenty of rest and take care of yourself. I can't believe JJK is ending next week. Feel like I need to find a shouja to read as a cleanser lol. Can't take any more pain.

[asaka-lucy-dr-rc]

RAIN CODE Fan Meeting Report ①

Around the first reading play of the daytime program.

This is part 1 of a series of a highlight of the fan meeting event that took place in Tokyo on March 17, 2024. There were so many interesting parts that I am not sure how many parts I will finish, but I think I will post at least two more. ⚠️This is a long post! Please read this only if you have the time.

Before the show begins:

When the show started, Yuma's voice called out to the audience, but I thought it was just a recorded voice playing, so I listened quietly. Then he hesitantly shouted "H-Hello!" again, and I finally realized that I had to answer him. (Sorry I didn't notice sooner, Yuma!) I answered out loud, but there were quite a few people clapping back. (JP fans are a little too shy XD)

Then, after the lights went dark, Katsumi Fukuhara, the VA of Yuma, and Sayumi Suzushiro, the VA of Shinigami, appeared on the stage.

A reenactment of the scene where Yuma first meets Shinigami on the Amaterasu Express began. The first part must have been almost exactly the same as the dialog in the game: Shinigami waking up Yuma, Yuma learning that he is an amnesiac, Shinigami identifying himself, and so on.

There was a scene in which Shinigami got upset with Yuma because he did not call her name properly. (I don't know how it is translated in the English version of RAIN CODE, but Shinigami gets upset when Yuma doesn't call her “Shinigami-chan”.)

Yuma tried to cheer up Shinigami's mood, but it doesn't work out. Then Shinigami suggested:

Here, the audience side brightens up and Shinigami said, "See how many there are!".  Yuma noticed the audience, then said “Oh, hi!” and waved to the audience, a little hesitantly.

(Actually the people on the stage are the VAs, but for clarity I have replaced them with characters.) Many in the audience waved back, but there were a few who clapped back at this scene as well. (JP fans tend to clap anyway. XD)

Yuma then asked the audience for help. (Sorry, the art above and the art below are not properly connected, because my memory is pretty fuzzy on what happened between them!)

I don't remember exactly why Shinigami's line in that part got that way, but I'm pretty sure she was telling the audience, "I haunt you guys perfectly! (バッチリみんなに憑いてるよ！)". (Her lines are hard to translate! 😅 You might think it's a weird translation, but it's a weird line originally, so I hope you can guess what it is).

After that, there was a little exchange, and then Yuma exclaimed: "We're in the washroom of car number 1…, no, we're in Hikousen Theater!!!" (Hikousen Theater is the actual venue where the event took place). The performance ended when Yuma realized that he had actually fainted in the waiting room of the Hikousen Theater and called for the MC. (I'm not sure why the location was changed when it said the Amaterasu Express on the screen, but I guess it was done to make it easier for the audience to understand that the exchange was the same as the one in the Amaterasu Express in the game).

Then the MC appeared and the VAs introduced themselves. When it was Sayumi Suzushiro’s turn, she asked the audience to say “kawaii (cute)” while performing Shinigami's voice. And again, the audience calls out as they did earlier:

Both Katsumi Fukuhara and Sayumi Suzushiro performed perfectly, and I was very impressed that they spoke exactly the same as the characters in the game! I don't know how much they practiced, but it was really nice to see their performance in real time!

Next:

[thehandmaidenofcreativity]

Pining Idiots (college edition)

Chapter 5: MinChan host a merge

WC: 4,841; Rating: 18+

Read Chapter 4 here!

With the group chat poppin' off, Minho decides to host a brunch of his own. Chan and Seungmin's friend groups merge, giving their friends a chance to observe their dynamic up close.

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✧Chan✧

“I blame you for this.” Minho sets his phone in the middle of Chan’s book. He sees that there are a few more messages in the group text Felix started. 

He holds his hands up in mock apology. “I’m so sorry that you’re getting a few more texts than usual. God forbid you expand your friend group a little bit. You know I do want to be closer to Seungmin, and that seems like it means being closer to Felix and Hyunjin, too.”

“So I just have to drop you, then I won’t get more invites to brunch?” 

“Says the man who dragged me to brunch this morning?” Chan rolls his eyes and actually reads the texts that came in while he was studying on his own phone when Minho snatches his back and starts typing. “Hmm.”

Following compliments on the photos and questions about favorite brunch foods and preferred restaurants in the area, he sees that Jisung is the one who instigates the “invite” by complaining about everyone going out to brunch but him, which of course isn’t even true. And it’s Jeongin who suggests everyone planning to get brunch together next weekend. Chan raises an eyebrow at Minho who makes a face at him. He looks down at the next text that comes in.

Minho: With that many people, it’s going to be hell to find a place to accommodate us. Next Sunday, everyone get here by 11. I can handle the food, you all can bring any drinks. Let me know if anyone has any food intolerances.

When Chan looks back at him, incredulous, Minho shrugs. “It’s true. Which restaurant do you wanna try to make a reservation at, cause with 11-16 people we’d need one, that you won’t feel bad taking broke freshmen to? And this way Jisung can have his mimosas.”

“So let me get this straight: you came to complain about getting invited to brunch in Felix’s group chat,” Chan makes a big show of checking the text thread again and gives him a wry smile. “When the one who suggested brunch was your freshman, and you decided that rather than declining, you’d rather make everyone brunch? So your lil Jisungie can have mimosas? Also where do you get 16? There are only 8 people in the chat.”

Minho huffs. “First of all, he’s our lil Jisungie. And you know the best part of brunch is the mimosas; when half the group is underaged, it makes sense to do it somewhere that they can enjoy them.”

Chan laughs, “Now you think mimosas are the best part of brunch?”

“Don’t interrupt! They are at the brunch places around here.” Minho sticks his tongue out at him before continuing. “Anyway, there are 8 of us in the chat, but Felix would bring his boyfriend, so would Hyunjin.”

“And Seungmin would probably invite Mingi,” Chan finishes for him, smile turning a bit sad. 

Minho pouts. “That might be true. Felix also mentioned San earlier, and with how friendly he is and how friendly Bin got with him this weekend, I can imagine he’s on the verge of asking if he can invite their other friends to join.”

“Valid. And you want that many people in our apartment?”

“Not necessarily.” Minho hums. “But I do have a few recipes I’ve been wanting to try out, and this is a good excuse to make a lot of food and have a bunch of testers. And see, the kids are already offering to chip in to pay for groceries.” 

Chan fakes a shudder. “You know it feels creepy when you refer to them as the kids.”

“Why do you think I keep doing it?” Minho smirks. 

For the rest of the day and into the next, the group chat is abuzz with plans for the impending brunch. Despite his initial attitude, Minho seems excited about it. Chan can’t help but look over at him from time to time with fondness clearly in his gaze.

When he sees Seungmin at lunch the next day, his mood deflates a bit hearing about what a great time Seungmin had with Mingi, both Saturday and Sunday. When Seungmin tells him that he’d like to invite Mingi to brunch, Chan only briefly considers telling him they wouldn’t have room for another person, before saying the more the merrier.

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✦Seungmin✦

When Sunday rolls around, Seungmin kind of wishes they’d gone out last night. If he were hung over he could focus on feeling terrible rather than the nerves doing somersaults in his stomach right now. He’d also probably still be asleep instead of having woken up two hours earlier than he needed to. He tosses a glance over at Felix’s bed. His roommate had spent the night at his boyfriend’s house, so Hyunjin had snatched up the opportunity to stay over. 

Seungmin had been surprised during their study session with Seonghwa yesterday when Hyunjin told him he wasn’t really one for skinship. That never seemed to be an issue between them; in fact, Hyunjin typically initiated skinship with him, like he craves it. That in mind, he decides that if he was going to be wallowing in bed worrying for no good reason, he might as well do it with Hyunjin’s comforting form wrapped in his arms. When he slides under the covers, Hyunjin immediately rolls over, wrapping an arm and a leg around Seungmin with a hum. 

When his alarm goes off, Seungmin is surprised again, this time because he’d fallen asleep within minutes of getting into the other bed. Maybe he needs more skinship than he thought, too.

“Jinnie.” Seungmin squeezes around his middle and nuzzles his face into Hyunjin’s neck. “Time to get ready for brunch.”

Hyunjin grumbles something indiscernible and tries to turn over, but Seungmin’s hold is too tight.  He whines then mumbles, “I don’ wanna.”

“Hyunjin, remember when you told me you needed to get up early so you can look extra pretty for Hyunjae?” Seungmin props himself up on his elbow, bringing his hand up from Hyunjin’s waist to gently pat his cheek a couple times. “You need time to do your makeup and look through Felix’s clothes.”

“Not anymore.” Hyunjin does turn over now, bringing the blanket up over his head. Despite the action, he definitely sounds more awake now.

Seungmin tilts his head to the side in a pout. “What’s wrong, Hyuni? Are you that tired or did something happen with Hyunjae?”

“Nothing really happened.” Hyunjin turns back over, looking adorable as he peeks through a tiny opening in the blanket. Seungmin fights the urge to laugh and boop his nose. “He’s not coming, though. He had a study session planned with a group from one of his discussion sessions, so he couldn’t ask them to move it just for him. I think their first exam is tomorrow.” 

“Do you still wanna go? I could tell them something came up, and we could go back to sleep for a while, maybe order something when we get up and try not to get crumbs all over Felix’s bed.”

Hyunjin gives him the smile he was fishing for and emerges from the blanket to wrap his arms around Seungmin this time. “You’re so sweet, Minnie, but aren’t you supposed to be bringing Mingi? I’m sure he would hate it if you cancel on him to spend time with another guy, even if it is just me.”

Seungmin purses his lips. He’s not sure why he still hasn’t explained the development in his relationship with Mingi. Maybe because he’s hoping that it does turn into something more eventually. Or maybe he doesn’t want to disappoint his friends who were proud of him for actually trying to move on from his crush on Chan. He wonders if it’s time to come clean. “He won’t mind. Does Hyunjae care about things like that?”

“I don’t think so…” Hyunjin trails off, his gaze traveling down to look at their intertwined bodies. “He doesn’t love that I sleep over here so often, but it’s just because he wants me to stand up for myself and be able to exist in my own space. He does tell me that I can always come stay at his place when I’m really not feeling up to being in my room. It doesn’t have anything to do with being with you guys, though.”

Seungmin decides to keep his thoughts on the matter to himself, shifting the conversation back to brunch so he has time to tell Mingi not to come pick them up if they aren’t going. “So what do you think: do you wanna have Sunday brunch and get to know Chan’s friends better, or are we staying in bed all day?”

“I guess making friends is a good idea.” Hyunjin’s words are positive, but he sounds as if he were suggesting they go dip themselves in honey and roll in some feathers.

About an hour and a half later, they’re pulling up to Chan’s house in Mingi’s car with a couple bottles of orange juice and a coffee cake in tow. Chan told them to just come right in, though it makes both Hyunjin and Mingi nervous when Seungmin immediately just opens the door rather than knocking. He hadn’t realized how similar the two could be until they’d all gotten in the car together.

“Seungmin!” Chan lifts him in a hug as soon as he steps into the living room, as if he’d just gotten back from a trip or something and they hadn’t seen each other just a few days ago. He feels his ears burning.

“Okay, okay, hi Chan,” he laughs. “Put me down please so I can introduce you to Mingi.”

Chan squeezes him tighter for just a second before letting him go and turning to Mingi, sticking his hand out. “Sorry, just got a little excited. –” 

“You mean tipsy!” Calls a loud voice from the couch. Seungmin is pretty sure it was Jisung.

“Yah, shut it!” Chan calls over his shoulder before turning back and politely finishing his greeting. “I’m Chan, nice to meet you.”

“Mingi, thanks for having me.”

After they shake hands, and Chan indicates that Mingi should take their bags to the kitchen, Hyunjin lets out a shy, “Hi, hyung.”

Luckily, and as expected, Chan’s smile widens, showing off those dimples that Seungmin gets the sudden impulse to just stick his tongue into, and he wraps Hyunjin in a big, welcoming hug. He offers to show him around since Hyunjin hadn’t been there the week before with Seungmin and Felix. Seungmin catches himself watching them walk away for a touch longer than he should when Mingi comes back to him. He shakes his head minutely and leads Mingi over to reintroduce him to Changbin, Jeongin, Jisung, and Juyeon. 

Once Mingi is settled, already debating the value of different quirks with Jisung, Seungmin heads to the kitchen to find Felix… and Minho.

“Seungminnie!” It’s comical how similarly the two Australians greeted him. He lets Felix swing him from side to side in the hug. 

“Don’t you guys live together, or did you just get back from the war or something?” Minho muses, a smirk on his face. Seungmin only kind of hates that he’d more or less had the same thought when Chan hugged him. He’s used to getting extra affection from Felix daily. 

“Are you saying the joy of seeing me isn’t enough to make you jump up and shout?” Seungmin deadpans, making Felix giggle and earning a bigger smile from Minho. “Nice to see you again, Minho.”

“You too. You guys are just in time.” Minho indicates the platters on the counter. “Would you mind taking those to the table with Felix? I can pour you a mimosa, if you want one.”

“Could you pour two? Hyunjin came with us and hasn’t gotten a drink yet.” Seungmin is shocked to see the number of dishes already covering the huge table in their dining room. Minho went overboard. 

They all settle in, Chan and Minho at the head of the table and their three friends along one side, while Felix and Juyeon are at the other end so Seungmin, Mingi, and Hyunjin are along the other side. Everything is delicious, and the group falls into easy conversation as everyone eats. Every now and then, Seungmin is struck by how happy Chan and Minho seem to be. Squeezing two chairs in at the heads of the table could’ve been frustrating, but it really just lends to cute closeness for the two couples. More than once, Seungmin watches as Minho lifts something from his own plate up to feed Chan. Once, Minho gets a bit of syrup on his cheek, and while he complains and makes a face, he holds still enough to let Chan wipe it off with the thumb he licked. 

On that one, Seungmin feels Mingi squeeze his thigh. “Can you show me where the bathroom is?”

When they get there, Mingi turns to Seungmin, wrapping his arms around his neck and resting his forehead on his. “How ya doing in there?”

Seungmin sighs. “It’s a little rough. Like I know they’re not rubbing it in my face, but…”

“Kinda feels like it when they’re being so happy together?” Mingi finished for him. 

“Exactly.” Seungmin sighs again. He leans his head back to look Mingi in the eye. He reaches up to press a soft kiss to his lips. “It does help that you’re here.”

Mingi’s smile is lovely, if a touch sad. “I’m happy to hear it. I will say: I do think it might not be as hopeless as you made it sound, if they ever do break up.”

“What do you mean?”

“The way he looks at you sometimes.” Mingi shrugs. “I don’t know, I feel like I’m getting a different kind of vibe compared to when he’s looking at his other friends.”

Seungmin shakes his head. “I think what you’re seeing is more like brotherly love vs. friendship. He’s always looked at me like a younger brother.”

Mingi looks skeptical. “If you say so. Let’s head back?” They walk back into the dining room, fingers interlocked, with fresh smiles painted on their faces. 

Chan’s alone at the head of table now, but as they take their seats, Minho comes back in from the kitchen. He hands off a bottle of sparkling wine and the orange juice then drapes his arms over Chan’s shoulders, leaning down to whisper in his ear. When those dimples come out again in response and Chan puckers his lips at a retreating Minho, Seungmin gives Mingi’s hand an extra squeeze in time with the one in his chest. He wonders if it might’ve been better to stay in bed with Hyunjin today after all. 

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✧Chan✧

Chan sighs as he flops himself back down on the couch. Changbin is almost immediately pushing a fresh mimosa into his hand. 

“Well I, for one, think that was a very successful merging of the friend groups.” Jisung announces as he plops himself down next to Chan, stealing the glass before he even takes a sip. “It was less awkward than the pregame, right?”

Jeongin rolls his eyes. “Depends on where you were sitting.”

“I was literally right next to you, like, the entire time.”

“Okay, depends on who you were paying attention to then.” Jeongin gives pointed looks to Jisung and Chan in turn.

Chan throws his hands up. “What did I do?”

Jeongin raises an eyebrow. “Just during brunch or from the moment they got here?”

Chan sputters while the rest of them laugh. Changbin playfully slaps Jeongin’s arm. “Oh, it wasn’t that bad, Innie, stop teasing.” 

“Sorry, Channie.” Jeongin’s smile does not look even a little sorry. 

“Jisung’s right,” Changbin continues. “It did go well today. Minho did a great job organizing, everyone had fun, and we learned something very important: Seungmin is into Chan.”

Minho nods, and Chan’s eyes go wide. “Where did you get that from? He literally brought a date. And, like, they were touching the entire time.”

“So Innie was referring to the moony eyes you were giving him every time he wasn’t looking.” Changbin seems not to have heard his protestations. “What you don’t realize, hyung, is that he does the same thing when you’re not looking. Whether or not he’s holding that guy’s hand or whatever, he’s got heart eyes for you.”

Chan shakes his head, ready to argue, but Minho speaks first. “Except when he was pouting about your first crush.”

“And when you said it was love at first sight with Minho,” Jisung adds helpfully. 

Jeongin chimes in with “Yeah, I’m pretty sure he turned green.”

“Jisung said the same thing, though!” Chan looks exasperated. “You really think he looked jealous?”

Changbin takes pity on him. “Channie, you really didn’t notice? When Jisung suggested everyone talk about their first crush, Seungmin immediately looked at you. Like he couldn’t help it. His ears even got a little red as he looked away. And when you talked about yours, he definitely did pout just a little bit.”

“I really think you guys are reading into things too much. He doesn’t treat me any differently than he always has, like a friend. He’s the same with Felix.” Chan thinks back to the times he’s met up with Seungmin over the last couple weeks. If he liked me, he would actually want to meet up with me without Hyunjin or Felix.  “If he acts like he’s interested in anyone besides Mingi, it’s Hyunjin.”

“I mean, can you blame him?” Jisung blurts out, hand flying up to cover his mouth immediately as the rest start laughing.

“And that’s the other reason things were awkward today.” Jeongin shoves at his shoulder. “Ji here spent the majority of the time fawning over Chan’s boyfriend’s boyfriends.”

Chan groans. “I thought we were done with the boyfriend thing.” Jeongin isn’t listening, though. He’s too busy bickering with Jisung. 

“Anyway.” Changbin throws his arm around Chan’s shoulders this time. “The point we’re trying to make here is that you shouldn’t give up on him. If you take a step back and look back at today you have to see it.”

“Have you ever noticed how often he brings the conversation back to you?” Minho prods. “He’s always talking to or about you. Using your name more than necessary so that you look over at him when he does.

“He also pouts a little when he sees you being all sweet and Chan-y with other people. Especially during brunch.” Changbin pats Chan’s knee. “He likes Mingi, sure, but he likes you, too.”

So Chan really does try to look at the morning with what they pointed out in mind. He still feels some of Seungmin’s words and actions contradict what his friends are telling him, but… “Maybe you guys are right. But if he has feelings for me, too, why hasn’t he said anything? Why is he hooking up with other guys and telling me about it?” 

Jeongin looks thoughtful. “I think it comes back to your Chanisms. You’re too nice with everyone. Like if I hadn’t become friends with you guys first, I’m not sure I would’ve realized that you have a crush on him, Chan. Maybe you need to be more obvious?”

“You are hella loving to all your friends.” Changbin gestures to the way Chan has snuggled into him, playing with the fingers of his hand that has come over his shoulder.

Chan pulls his lips between his teeth as he sits up. “Okay, you might have a point… So how can I be more obvious?”

“I mean you could just tell him?” Minho shrugs. “Though I guess you’re not gonna do that while he’s seeing Mingi. Guess it’s time to brainstorm new ways for you to subtly, unsubtly flirt with him before your lunch date tomorrow.”

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✦Seungmin✦

When Mingi drops them back off at the dorm, he asks Seungmin to hang back for a minute. His thumb rubs back and forth over Seungmin’s absently. “Do you think you could come over tonight? My morning class is cancelled, so we could have a lazy morning in bed.”

“Sure. Just text me when to head over.” Seungmin leans over for a kiss; after a couple seconds he hears hooting and realizes that Hyunjin and Felix waited for him. “I better go. I’ll see you later.”

“I’ll come pick you up.”

Seungmin watches him drive off for just a second before turning back to his friends, chuckling. “Really guys?”

“Couldn’t help it, Min.” Felix turns on that thousand watt smile and links his arm through Seungmin’s. “You guys are sweet together. He got along well with everyone; how do you feel about how things are going with him?”

Seungmin tries not to wince. “About that…” He explains his not-relationship with Mingi. He finds he was right about disappointing his friends once they found out, but it’s not because he isn’t properly trying to get over Chan. 

“I don’t see why you didn’t just tell us right away? You know we’re here for you no matter what, right?” Hyunjin’s big eyes make Seungmin feel like a fool. And a jerk. A foolish jerk.

“Of course, Hyun.” He assures him. “I just got in my head about it. Anyway, I’m gonna go over there tonight, so I hope you’ll stay in my bed.”

Hyunjin doesn’t like to share much about his roommate situation, but Felix had pointed out that this week had seemed particularly bad. The relief on Hyunjin’s face confirms it. They make good use of the rest of the day, studying and relaxing together. 

Mingi doesn’t end up coming for Seungmin until around 9:30. He’s a bit more animated than usual, but Seungmin can’t figure out what’s causing his shift in energy. He blushes deeply when Seungmin asks about it.

“You know how after brunch I was meeting Yeosang to study? I ended up hanging out there until now basically.” Seungmin nods, still not really seeing what’s so exciting. It wouldn’t be the first time Mingi spent the day at Yeosang and San’s apartment. “Well, San was on the couch and just before I left he answered a call on speaker. Yunho was talking about coming to the library with us this week and asked who all is usually there. When San said me, Yunho interrupted him to complain about how hot I looked in my last insta post. San took him off speaker and went in his room, so I don’t know what else he said, but still.”

Mingi is practically glowing, a huge smile lighting up his face. Seungmin squeezes his knee. “That’s awesome, man! Play your cards right and maybe Tuesday can be the start of something between you. I’m happy for you.”

“Thanks, Seungminnie.” Mingi’s smile dims. “I know this morning was rough for you, though. How are you feeling about Chan?”

Seungmin is grateful that he can wait to answer as they get out of the car. He stays quiet as they make their way in. He feels the same as he always has, more or less. Maybe a little more hopeless now that I’ve seen how cute he is with Minho. He replies with a question of his own. “He seems really happy, doesn’t he?”

They make their way up to the apartment, stopping to chat with Wooyoung for a bit. After a while, they head into Mingi’s room and settle in to not really watch a movie. Seungmin decides to pick the conversation from the car back up, curious what it means for the two of them.

It feels like a silly question, considering Mingi still ended up picking him up and is wrapped around him presently, but he asks anyway. “So if things might be turning in your favor with Yunho, do you want to cool things off with us? Go back to just being friends, no benefits?”

Mingi scoots back to pull on Seungmin’s shoulder so he’ll be flat on his back in front of him and they can see each other clearly. “Is it selfish of me if I say I want to keep what we have until I know what he wants?”

Seungmin can see the apprehension on his face, but it resolves when Mingi sees his smile. “I don’t think so as long as we’re still on the same page. And if it is, that’s ok, ‘cause I wanna keep going, too.” 

He brings his hand up to cup Mingi’s face gently, pulling him down for a kiss. They take their time, but eventually lazy kisses and soft caresses become more heated and deliberate. Seungmin flips them so he’s on top, slotting his leg between Mingi’s and giving him pressure to grind against. Soon enough, they pull at each other’s clothes, only separating long enough to rid themselves of them. After ripping off his own shirt, Seungmin tugs at Mingi’s waistband, urging him to lift his hips so he can pull them off. 

“You gonna bottom for me tonight, Princess?” Seungmin asks as he reaches over to dig the lube and a condom out of the nightstand.

In answer, Mingi brings his knees up, feet flat on the bed, and spreads his legs with a wink. “You read my mind.”

Seungmin shimmies out of his own pants, pops the top off the bottle, and starts warming the lube between his fingers. He moves to kneel between Mingi’s legs, a big smile on his face as he leans in to kiss him again. Mingi’s arms wrap around his broad shoulders, pulling Seungmin’s lower lip between his teeth. At the same time, Seungmin begins to circle his fingers around Mingi’s hole. Inserting a finger slowly, he begins to kiss and suck at Mingi’s neck. 

Seungmin works his way down Mingi’s body as he thrusts a finger in and out. He sits back on his heels as he adds a second finger in. He listens to each change in Mingi’s breathing, watches the way his body stiffens and twitches as he begins scissoring his fingers. 

“So pretty for me,” he murmurs, taking Mingi’s hard cock in his other hand. He strokes in time with a few thrusts before adding a third finger. 

“Oh Min,” Mingi sighs, clenching around Seungmin as he presses against his prostate. When Seungmin licks up his length before taking him down his throat, Mingi lets out a drawn out, “Fuck.”

Seungmin bobs his head as he alternates between thrusting and focusing in on Mingi’s sweet spot. Mingi’s hands have found his hair; he tries not to pull it too hard, but when his legs start to tremble, he can’t help it. Seungmin pulls off with a pop and a laugh. “Eager, aren’t we?”

“I’m ready, Minnie,” Mingi whines. “Come on, I need to feel that big dick in me.”

Seungmin chuckles again as he rips open the condom wrapper with his teeth. “Anything for you, Princess.” He lines himself up and feeds him inch by inch until he’s sheathed to the hilt. They let out twin groans at the sensation. 

Seungmin gives Mingi a minute to adjust to his size, licking into his mouth in a passionate kiss. When he feels Mingi start to squirm beneath him, he starts to rock his hips. 

Mingi lets out another moan, nails digging into Seungmin’s back. “Yes, baby. I need more.”

With a last kiss, Seungmin sits back, running his hands up the back of Mingi’s thighs. He pushes them up to his chest. He starts fucking into him in earnest, Mingi’s staccato “ahs” punctuating each pump of his hips. He repositions his angle so that he can target Mingi’s prostate. 

Mingi fists the sheets, panting and moaning as he soars closer and closer to his peak. On his next thrusts, Seungmin pushes one of Mingi’s legs to the side, so he can wrap his fist around his cock again. 

“Fuck, Min, I, I can’t last much longer.” 

“Just come when you’re ready, babe.” Seungmin grits out. A few more strokes and Mingi spurts over his hand and clenches around Seungmin’s length. Seungmin fucks him through his climax, letting himself go as well. His thrusts become more erratic before he comes with a groan. He lets himself drop onto Mingi’s chest, not caring about the mess there. They lay together for a few minutes in companionable silence while Mingi traces shapes on Seungmin’s back. 

“You always sound so hot when you come.” Despite what they’d just done, Seungmin’s ears burn in a blush at Mingi’s words. 

“Come on, let’s go clean up.” Seungmin drags them both to their feet. Mingi turns on the shower while he gets rid of the condom. They help each other wash up and by the time they fall into bed, it’s nearly 2am. Mingi makes sure his alarm is off, and wraps himself around Seungmin. Their whispers fill up the dark until eventually they both drift off to sleep, their minds far from the arms they’re in. 

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[kinghe]

for @akai-anna

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i.

Akashi watched the ripples of the pond by his sandals, his arms tucked into the sleeves of his yukata in an attempt to avoid the inevitability of mosquitos. Tokyo's summer heat triumphed even well into the evening, keeping all but the blaring song of cicadas docile and languid.

"What are you doing over there, obocchan? Don't fall in."

"I would appreciate it if you would stop calling me that, Nijimura-san."

"Why not?" Nijimura came to stand by his side with a grin Akashi sensed through his words, spared from straining his neck to look. "It suits you."

Akashi blew out a soft sigh and sent an immediate warning glance before Nijimura's large hand could ruffle the top of his head. "Alright, alright," came Nijimura's amused mutter, stuffing his hand back into his pocket. "Want me to show you how?"

A smile graced Akashi's lips, slow and nearly imperceptible. He said, "if Nijimura-san is willing to indulge me, then of course, I must take him up on his offer."

"I'll teach you the proper way. Not like those idiots," Nijimura said, crouching down and rummaging through stones. The idiots he was referring to, Aomine and Kise (with Kuroko caught at the scene of the crime), were squabbling as much as they were competing earlier that day.

"You'll want to find one with a flat edge, see. Like this one. And you gotta get the right angle, so lean down a little. The technique is in the hand, so if you hold it like this... oi. You listening?"

"Yes."

Nijimura gestured him closer by crooking his finger, and Akashi bent at the knees, bracing his hands atop. Like this, they weren't so different in height. "You got it?"

Akashi's stone counted to a total of nine skips and skidding to a dribble at the end - to Nijimura's measly six.

Nijimura watched the affair with crossed arms, and spoke only a minute after Akashi's stone breached the surface and disappeared.

"Yep," he said, "that checks out."

Akashi allowed the harassment of his hair this time.

ii.

"Hey," Nijimura said when Akashi opened the door. "Thought you might be awake. Uh. My roommate brought a girl over and locked me out."

Akashi stared. "It's a long walk from your dormitory to mine. If you need a place to stay, there are surely better candidates on campus. Reo, for example."

"Actually," Nijimura scratched his cheek, the neutral scowl of his face enhanced with the situation, "I was going to ask you to help mediate stuff with the supervisor after I've put my foot through the door. Since I'll most likely break it."

Akashi blinked slowly.

"...since you're, you know, good with that kind of thing."

"I see." Akashi said. After a beat, he swung the door the rest of the way and stepped back, allowing Nijimura passage.

"Oh, it's fine. I didn't want to inconvenience you more than I already am."

"Come," Akashi said, neither a suggestion nor a demand, and rather a third, more absolute thing. The circumstance had tickled Akashi somehow, he could tell, despite the infallibility of mismatched eyes.

Nijimura paused, hand on the door frame as he frowned down at him.

Akashi smiled. "It would be my folly as captain to merely observe the overexertion of one of our star players." Nijimura had learned fast that if there was amusement, excitement - rather, any stimulation, it would show in the intensifying of Akashi's gaze rather than the cold curl of his lips. "There will be no need for violence tonight."

"Aye aye, captain." Nijimura muttered underneath his top lip, sliding past Akashi into a room that was double the size of his own, and with half a mind to flick his junior-in-middle-school-now-irritatingly-grown-up-and-in-high-school's forehead to prove him wrong. Just as soon as he stopped being ridiculously frightening.

iii.

"You used to be cute." Nijimura told him over lunch at a cafe Mibuchi insisted on to celebrate Sei-chan's graduation but deemed themselves too unwell to attend.

"Used to?" Akashi repeated, interested.

"Yeah, when you followed me around like a little duckling." Nijimura leaned back with an expression of mourning. "Now you're a menace."

Akashi raised an eyebrow.

"-Devil incarnate." Nijimura rectified.

Akashi placed the teacup between his lips and took a sip. Seemingly appeased.

"I can revert to that, if you like."

The smirk was concealed by the rim of Akashi's cup, but Nijimura caught it all the same. "No way."

"Why not? It seems to be what you prefer," Akashi quipped. Nijimura steeled himself in stone-faced despair, caught into a snare of his own making. Akashi's lips were pale pink and soft and tended to part and curl meticulously around words for clear and precise enunciation, "Senpai."

Nijimura angrily sipped his own tea like it would alleviate the heat rising in his ears.

iv.

"Ironically, you seem to become cuter as you age." Akashi said thoughtfully, "it is no easy feat to surpass me. I must commend you, Senpai."

"Oh, shut up."

a. (that one au)

"You're here again," Nijimura blurts out. Behind him somewhere, someone snickers (a mental note to have Tatsuya in a headlock as soon as the cafe closes and no one is there to report him to authorities).

"Your words imply that this is a bad thing." Redhead says lightly (mental note to somehow kick himself in the ass even later after Tatsuya has left). "I apologise if my presence is unsavory to you."

"It's not. Of course not." Nijimura says in a stilted voice. He places the menu on the table before the man, and averts his eyes when he realises he's been staring too long at the protrusion of collarbones and the shadows that dip below the fabric of a neckline. "Here."

A small smile forms on Redhead's lips. "In that case, I am flattered to have made some kind of impression on you."

"I think you'd have that effect on anyone you come across." It comes out before Nijimura's brain could activate and review, and immediately flushes. "You've got," he makes some helpless gesture, "bright red hair and - shit, I'm just gonna stop talking."

A chuckle. "No, I assure you. Please, continue."

"I wont."

"A shame. You are also exceptionally memorable, though I am certain you know this already."

"Right, yeah. The tatts," Nijimura mutters, rubbing the back of his neck. He tries his best to hide them; the manager's complaints are a ceaseless cover up, you idiot, you're scaring all my customers away and do you ever stop glaring and what are you, a delinquent? Simply put, it's not good for business.

"Well, no." Redhead blinks. "It is because you are quite handsome."

Every customer service platitude dies on Nijimura's tongue. Any semblance of coherency escapes his brain. He is an unbreathing, immobile, useless mass and this man calmly scans through the menu and then slides it back into Nijimura's stiff grasp.

"Today's special looks delightfully appetizing. I'll have that." Redhead smiles, "and your number, if you please."

Nijimura's jaw goes slack, and he strangles out some sort of reply and manages some parody of a nod before he beelines to the kitchen.

Later, when he has cooled and checked to confirm that yes, he is no longer red everywhere, he brings the man's order to him. When expectant eyes follow, he exhales, digs into his pocket and offers the sticky note to the man.

The eye contact they share is too long for him to regain his bearings and he feels the blush crawling back with fervour, but forces himself not to look away. He waits in agony for the man to take his offering, but he does not, and is thus subject to further observation. Two striking red irises pierce into his gaze, dangerous and tender.

"I can't win, can I." He groans.

"I wasn't aware we were playing a game." Redhead finally takes the note and pockets it, radiating a satisfaction similar to that of a cat with a fat load of cream.

"...Yes, you were." Nijimura says dryly.

"It is a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance, Nijimura-san." He grins instead, a sharp, elegant thing. "My name is Akashi Seijuro. May I ask if you are free this evening?"

b. (senpai sandwich sandwich but nijimura is the filling )

"I cannot concentrate with this abhorrent noise. If you are insistent on such juvenile hobbies, perhaps you may find the bedroom amenable."

"Hey." Mayuzumi clicked his fingers in the direction of Nijimura. "You can tell ojousama over there that the communal area is what...? Oh yeah. A communal area."

Nijimura sighed long and bone-deep, as the quarreling continued over his head, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Chihiro, really. Although your childishness knows no bounds, this is unbecoming of even you."

"Tell ojousama that if he has a problem then maybe for once in his life, he can move to the bedroom."

As soon as the fight escalated to Mayuzumi rising from the couch to hurl insults, his rhythm game seemingly forgotten, and Akashi responding with retorts to further incense than to pacify, glacial grin growing with each word, Nijimura grabbed the back of Mayuzumi's shirt and yanked him down, in the same fashion, whipped his head around to shoot Akashi a dark look.

They both froze.

"Do I need to spank you both?" Nijimura snapped. "Is that it? Because it sounds to me like two annoying little brats are begging for it. Or am I mistaken? Won't someone," The glare he leveled bore the legend of diminishing better men in multitudes, "kindly tell me."

There was silence. Peace, even. For a brief moment.

"Why am I not surprised you're into that?" Mayuzumi rearranged himself on the couch. "It's got your name written all over it."

"Nijimura-san," Akashi tapped the tip of his pen to his lips. "is an organic case. He has been this way since middle school."

"Gross." Mayuzumi remarked. "You were playing into each other's kinks since before puberty."

"That's enough. If Nijimura-san would like to try something, it is only fair that we afford him the same safe space we have generously provided for you and your range of deviancy."

"Well, let's hear it then." Mayuzumi nudged Nijimura with his foot, "don't be shy."

Nijimura found the bedroom was indeed amenable, especially when locked.

[blackdigitalrose]

Thurs - Maho Girls Precure! - EP 23 -25

It has just occurred to me, that I comment and criticise the eps but I haven't actually given them any proper rankings as such. I'll have to try and get round to that on my next day off, give them a score out of 5 or 10 or something or would doing it by letter be better?

EP 23

Does that mean Mofurun is a she? I dunno why but I was getting a feeling it was he? Not that it's the biggest take away from this reunion ^^; Liko has a point, mission accomplished, although the threat of going home is getting a little too frequent.

Outside that, nothing much has been happening, the genie gave a brief cameo again but said little and the ep is mostly just the group figuring out what to do with Ha-chan and her getting used to being big.

A nice sentiment but if that is the case, that is quite the busted power up with out some limitation of use on it, heck even her being a Precure is down to the power of the imagination practically. She thought it, she wished it to be so, the Emerald responded o.O?

I like this thought process though, very meaningful. Still, it wasn't a terrible first impression. (At the mo, I may like Asumi's angle approach more)

EP 24

For what is essentially a villain, you've got to give him his bonus points for loyalty and devotion.

You know it's Liko's dad, they've already told you, so why shadow him out as if you should be suspicious of him instead?

Well there goes the whole idea of a group bonding session -.-'' and for the one whose meant to be the academic of the group, this is a dense moment from her. Ha-chan/Kotoha has already done this before just last ep. (Nvm, we actually got there in the end)

Some surprising lines being drawn in this ep as we discover the pair are the parents to two individuals. Although, considering Mofurun is the key component to a Precure transformation, he/she? is far from useless.

Ok, what is that thing and why is some variation of it, in most series?

It's as if she has just become an entirely different character? Meanwhile, I assume it is to let Felice shine for a little bit with her own finisher but the Precure attacks are now unable to destroy monsters because?

EP 25

Summer eps in the middle of winter just feels... odd

And again with the random classmates just tagging along for no explained reason? Couldn't just throw in a single line, like thanks for inviting us or something?

No Precure, just no, it is ok to have friends tell each other if they are getting out of hand -.- Kotoha isn't going to learn anything if Mirai and Liko solve her problems and don't bring it to her attention. Actions have repercussions, why are you not teaching this?

He finally has a name! Or did they use it before and I just didn't acknowledge it?

At least she's getting it but it shouldn't really be him doing it, should it?

A Precure's inability to think up excuses continues, how difficult was it to just say Kotoha had wander off abit too far? (Perhaps this is a contender for the bingo card to?)

Is Yamoh just becoming a temp villain solely to showcase and for Felice? It is starting to feel that way, Miracle and Magical have taken quite the back seat in these last few eps and the preview for the next one suggests a show down between the two?

I'm guessing they did their mid-season peak a bit earlier, these were definitely more easy going, bridge eps between the two halves but admittedly, none of them were anything special.

The series is ok, it just seems to be lacking that something to give it, its umpf.