#jeonginstulip

[jeonginstulip]

It’s a bad idea, right?

pt.1

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Pairing: Yang Jeongin x reader

Genre: none atm??

Warnings: none, NOT PROOFREAD

WC: 1.7k

a/n: GUYS!! I finally found the courage to make a series!! I’m SO excited for this one and hopefully I’ll be on a more normal schedule soon for this lol. and I feel like this is going to be one of my favorite works I have done so far! but of course this would definitely not be possible without you guys. I’m forever grateful -🌷

summary: Jeongin is a very popular person know all across the school, he hated you and you hated him, but when both of your best friends started to date eachother, things got akward. and your friend knew about the tension and convinced you to try and start a at least fake relationship to ease some tension for us and people around us. your now walking up to him to talk about it.

“What to you want” he said shooting a glare. “Did Bang Chan tell you.?” Scoffs and rolls his eyes. “Of course he did. That idiot couldn't keep a secret if his life depended on it.” he crosses his arms, looking you up and down appraisingly “So, you're actually considering this farce of a relationship idea?“ “that’s why I’m here dingbat..”

His expression softens slightly, but his tone remains sharp Fine. “If we have to do this, then we might as well make it convincing.” He steps closer, looping his arm around your waist possessively “So, how do you want to play this? Loving gazes? Hand holding?” “All of the above” Jinni said looking up at him as he had his hand around her waist and hand in her ass pocket. squinting his eyes at her “gimme a kiss..” he said leaning his head down to her, he nuzzled his nose against her. “..can i be the dominant one? and you can be my ditzy little.?”

He wiggles his eyebrows expectantly, waiting for her response. His hand on her waist tightened slightly, pulling her closer. “Come on, Jinni, kiss me. Show everyone we're the real deal. Besides, it's not like it's your first kiss... right?” Jinni thought of a lie. “no no..” His eyes widened in surprise. "What? Don't tell me you're a virgin." He chuckled, his hand still on her waist. "That won't do, Jinni. You need experience if we're going to convince everyone."

He leaned closer, his lips brushing against her ear. “I’ve never had a boyfriend..” His eyes sparkled with amusement. "Never had a boyfriend, huh? Well, consider me your first." He pulled back slightly, looking down at her with a fake, possessive smile. "Now, kiss me like you really mean it, and let everyone think we're head over heels." Of course she was hesitate about it but she wanted to make her friend feel proud of her. He saw the hesitation in her eyes, but he didn't back down. Instead, he leaned even closer, his breath warm against her lips. "Come on, Jinni. We're supposed to be a couple now. And couples kiss, right?" His hand on her waist squeezed encouragingly. “Jeongin.. I-I.”

He couldn't help but chuckle at her stammering. He leaned in, pressing his lips softly against hers. He kept it gentle at first, giving her time to get used to it. Jinni’s eyes widened and was processing what is happening in the moment. His lips were pink and soft, it was like magic just sparked through his lips to hers.

Feeling her stiffen he deepens the kiss and wrapping his arm around her. her body stiffens as his tongue sought entrance. Quickly Jinni obeyed, opening her mouth slightly to let his tongue slip it. He took advantage of the situation, slipping his tongue into her mouth and caressing hers with slow, languid strokes. He heard her gasp softly, her hands gripping his arms for support. Finally Jeongin pushed away, his lips were plumped and swollen.

He nuzzled his nose against hers, his voice low and soft “we’ll pretend we are the real thing okay. and.. i’ll be your first..” “Are you sure… won’t people around school notice..?” He smirked mischievously "Who cares what they think? We're a couple now. And couples do...things. He winked at her, pulling her close once more. Besides, it'll be our little secret." That’s when Jinni gained butterflies, for the first time ever.. “Okay..” He grinned triumphantly, pleased with her agreement. "Good girl. Now, let's go make an entrance." He took her hand and led her towards the crowded room, his thumb caressing her knuckles.

"Remember, act natural. Like you can't keep your hands off me." They walk into the lunch room with each other. hands interlocked walking to find both of their friends. As they entered the lunchroom, Jeongin's friends immediately noticed him with Jinni's hand in his. They all gathered around, staring at the unlikely couple. "What's going on, Ji?" his friend Minwoo asked, raising an eyebrow. “Hi Minoo!” That’s jinnis nickname for Minwoo. Minwoo grinned mischievously. "Hey, Jinni! So, you two finally worked things out, huh?” He looked back and forth between them, his eyes glinting with curiosity.

“And when exactly did this happen?" Jeongin shrugged nonchalantly, keeping a firm hold on Jinni's hand. "Just recently. We decided to give this whole'relationship' thing a try." He glanced down at Jinni, his gaze softening slightly as he met her eyes. Jinni glanced back at Jeongin with a soft fake smile. Feeling Jinni's gaze, Jeongin leaned in and planted a quick kiss on her lips. "Right, baby? He asked softly, his voice barely audible to the others. "Show some enthusiasm, will you?" He muttered under his breath. Jinni then nodded and smiled, “yes..” Jeongin smirked, satisfied with her response. "Good girl.”

He said quietly before turning back to his friends, who were all staring at them with wide-eyed curiosity. "So, what have you guys been up to?” Minwoo grinned, "Well, we've just been waiting for you to finally settle down with someone. I mean, we all thought it'd never happen, especially with Jinni. But hey, good for you man!" “Ima go with Felix real quick.. is that okay.?” Jinni tells Jeongin before getting up and leaving. Jeongin nodded, giving her hand a gentle squeeze before releasing it. "Yeah, go ahead. I'll be here talking to the guys.” He watched as she walked away, her figure slim and graceful. He turned back to his friends, trying to ignore the curious stares they were giving him.

"Dude, you and Jinni? One of his friends, Jaemin, asked incredulously. "I mean, I get that you're trying to clean up your image and all, but...Jinni?" He shook his head disbelievingly. "She's so...” Jeongin's eyes narrowed, his grip tightening on his water bottle. "So what?" He repeated, his voice low and dangerous. "What's that supposed to mean, Jaemin?" He took a step closer to his friend, his tall frame looming. Jaemin held up his hands in surrender, backing away slightly. "Whoa, easy there, Jeongin. I didn't mean anything by it."

He glanced around at the other guys, who were now looking uncomfortable. "Jinni's just..." Jinni came back with Felix smiling and hears Jae talking about her. Jeongin's expression hardened, his gaze never leaving Jaemin's face. "Just what, Jaemin?" He growled softly, taking another step forward. "Spit it out." Jinni's voice suddenly cut through the tense atmosphere. Jeongin's head snapped towards Jinni, his eyes narrowing as he saw her standing there with Felix. He quickly forced a smirk onto his face, trying to diffuse the tension. "Hey babe, how was your chat with Felix?"

“Hold on baby I’m sorry but I’m getting disrespected..” She said sitting down next to Jeongin. “say it..” Jeongin's smirk faded, his expression turning serious as he looked back at Jaemin, who now looked incredibly uncomfortable. "Jaemin was just about to say something about you, weren't you, Jaemin?" He said softly, his voice laced with warning. "Go on, say it." “spit it out baby boy..” Jinni says putting her arms on the table. Jeongin's eyes glinted with amusement, appreciating Jinni's feistiness, even as he kept his gaze fixed on Jaemin.

"Come on, Jaemin. You were saying something about Jinni. Something not very nice, if I recall." Jaemin swallowed hard, glancing at Jinni and then back at Jeongin, before finally muttering, "I just...I didn't think she was your type. She's so...plain." He shifted uncomfortably, avoiding Jinni's gaze. That comment went to her heart too hard. She then got up from the table. “How about you could suck me off..” Jeongin's jaw dropped, and he stared at Jinni in shock. He quickly regained his composure, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "Well, Jaemin, I think that's Jinni's way of telling you that she's more than just plain." “Don’t be a pussy next time, yeah?”

Jinni left the lunch table and walked out of the room and left to her dorm. Jeongin watched Jinni storm off, a smirk still on his face. He turned back to the table, where Jaemin was still sitting, looking stunned. "You should really learn when to keep your mouth shut, Jaemin." He said, before standing up and following after Jinni. Later on in her dorm, There was a soft knock at her door, and she heard Jeongin's voice call out, "Jinni, can we talk? Please?" “Shit..” Jeongin hears from her door. “Coming!!” Jeongin let out a sigh of relief as he heard Jinni approaching the door.

He opened it and stepped inside, closing it behind him. "Jinni, I'm sorry about what happened earlier. Jaemin shouldn't have said those things." He said, his expression softening. “It’s not like you should care..” Jinni says softly, “We’re not even together..” Jeongin's expression darkened, and he took a step closer to Jinni, his voice low. "Maybe not. But I still care. No one talks about you like that and gets away with it." He paused, his gaze intense. "And for the record, you're not plain." “Jeongin what are you doing..?” Jeongin reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind Jinni's ear, his touch warm and soothing.

"I'm doing what I should have done a long time ago." He murmured, before leaning in and pressing his lips to hers in a soft, gentle kiss. She then pushed him off of her. “Jeongin no..” Jeongin stepped back, looking hurt and surprised. He ran a hand through his hair, avoiding Jinni's gaze. "I'm sorry, I thought...I mean, you seemed like you wanted me to...I'm sorry." He muttered, turning to leave. “I’m sorry Jeongin..” He then walked away to his room, She closed the door to her dorm, back to her door sliding down. “Yang Jeongin, what are you doing to me..” Jeongin was still thinking about the incident with Jinni, his heart racing as he sat on his bed, staring at the wall. "I don't understand..." He murmured to himself. "Why do I feel this way about her?"

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N.D.A

Pairing: Yang Jeongin x Reader

Warning: Smut [unprotected, oral. f receiving, m. receiving, some choking, ass slap etc.] 18+. MDNI

Summary: Your eyes are on Hyunjin, Jeongin's eyes are on you. How can you say no to signing an NDA?

Word Count: 2.3k

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Nothing, absolutely nothing, could have prepared you for what was actually going to happen tonight.

“I'm going to sign an NDA tonight.” You smile at your friend Chae as the two of you walk into the sound check for the Stray Kids concert.

“Oh?” She chuckles. “I would bow down to you for the rest of our lives if you were given an NDA. Especially if it was from Hwang Hyunjin.” She laughs.

“He's my bias, who else would it be from?” You laugh, walking towards the barricade at the side of the stage. You'd been to plenty of concerts before, but never at the barricade and never at a skz concert. To say you were excited was a complete understatement. Your entire body was buzzing, partially from the shots you and Chae had taken before you arrived, but mostly because you were about to see your bias in real life, right in front of you.

A few minutes later, the music begins and the boys come out, starting off sound check with Walkin On Water. Your eyes were so focused on Hyunjin the entire time, you barely noticed anyone else, at first. It wasn't until they were almost done with sound check that Chae decided she needed to say something to you.

“Hey.” She says, nudging you with her elbow.

“Jeongin has not left this side of the stage for almost the entire sound check. You should have seen his face when he first noticed you.” She giggles. You rolled your eyes at her, there was absolutely no way that was even happening.

“They probably just have certain spots they're supposed to be in.” You tell her as they leave the stage to get ready for the concert.

“Then why was everyone else moving around the entire stage, but Jeongin didn't?” She asks. “He was definitely eye fucking you.”

“As fucking if.” You laugh. You watched as the crowd began to disperse. You grabbed onto Chae's hand, dragging her away from the barricade. “Let's get a drink before it starts.” You say, trying to forget what she said but that was easier said than done. Especially when you two made it back to your spots, Just before the doors opened for everyone else and the entire area began filling up to capacity.

As the concert starts you watch Hyunjin, but your eyes also seem to keep glancing at Jeongin, and everytime they do, you notice his eyes on you. You look away each time, a smile creeping onto your face as it blushes bright red. You couldn't believe it.

You?

He was staring at you?

Why?

Your heart began to thump in your chest, and you stopped trying to look away from him. Your eyes remained on him for longer than you cared to admit but you couldn't help it. You smile as he smiles at you while singing and you swore you could have exploded. Shivers run down your spine as he walks closer to your area, bending down, smiling and waving at everyone. Until his eyes land on you. He looks down, slowly trailing your body before he gets back to your eyes. You reach your hand out, he grabs it, rubbing your hand with his finger. You're so focused on the fact that he was touching you, you didn't notice his smile leaving his face as he lets go and stands up, but still looking at you. He slyly sends a wink to you before he turns around, dancing and singing with the others.

“Did he just…” Chae yells. Your eyes are wide as you stare at her.

“He did.” You gasp, looking at the hand he just held.

“Looks like you're signing an NDA for Yang Jeongin.” She giggles.

“I'd sign that in a goddamn heart beat.”

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A few hours later, the concert ends, and you're still on a buzzing high from the night. Jeongin spent all his time on your side, staring at you, dancing facing you, smiling and winking at you. Your heart rate was at an all time high and your panties were wet. As you and Chae turn, following the sad crowd out of the venue, you feel a hand on your shoulder, stopping you. You turn around, seeing an angry looking man with a STAFF shirt standing there, clipboard in hand.

“Miss, can you come with me please?” He asks, motioning you towards the stage instead of away from it.

Chae leans into you, whispering in your ear. “Sign that NDA and tell me everything at the hotel after.” She says. You laugh and nod your head, going with the man instead of her. She claps as you walk away, your nerves now setting in. You followed the man to the back of the stage, up the stairs where he handed you the clipboard. You smiled as you read the top.

‘NON DISCLOSURE AGREEMENT.’

You didn't read the rest. You didn't need to. YYou signed the bottom of it and he ushered you towards the back. You were getting excited, until he stopped mid step, his finger pressing against his ear.

“Copy that.” He says, turning around towards you. “I'm sorry, but something has come up. You'll need to leave.” He tells you.

Disappointment suddenly fills your body and you're not sure what you can say.

“Okay.” You whisper, you turn to leave as the man walks off.

What a disappointing end to the night.

You made your way back to your hotel, thinking about all the things that could have possibly happened with Jeongin. What things would he have done to you? How would he have been in bed? Would he have had you go down on him?

You shuffled your feet into the hotel, dreading going up to your room and giving Chae absolutely nothing.

You sighed heavily as you pressed the up button on the lobby elevator, completely unaware of your surroundings. Someone stands beside you but you don't look to see who it is like you usually do. You wanted to wallow in your self pity instead. The elevator door opens, you step inside head still down.

“Which floor?” The person asks, his voice is familiar.

“7 please.” You say, looking up.

Yang Jeongin stands there smiling at you, pressing the number seven for you, before hitting 15 for himself. You're star struck. Your mouth hangs open as you stare at him.

“I'm sorry about earlier.” He whispers. “There was a VIP we needed to meet.”

“It's okay.” You say, clearing your throat. “You guys are very popular.”

“You're very beautiful.’” He tells you, walking closer.

Your breath hitches. He stands before you, close enough you can smell his cologne wafting from him.

“S-so are you.” You respond.

“I couldn't stop thinking about all the things I wanted to do to you after the concert, y/n.” He says.

“You know my name?” You question.

“You signed the NDA,” he says.

“Without hesitation.” You add.

He leans in closer to you. “Can I kiss you?” He asks.

“You can do whatever you want to me.” you breathe.

He smirks, suddenly his lips are on yours. His body pins you against the wall of the elevator, his hands pressed onto the wall as he slips his tongue into your mouth. The elevator stops, the doors open on your floor. He pulls away from you.

“This is your floor.”

“I'd rather go to yours.” You murmur. He smiles, kissing you once again. The doors close, the elevator goes up, and his hands roam your body, slipping under your shirt, grabbing your tits. You moan into his mouth. His hands move down, over your skirt and onto your bare leg. Once he touches skin, he moves his hands under your skirt, gently caressing your thigh before he moves over, grazing his hand over your clothed pussy, sending a jolt through your body. The elevator dings, and he moves away from you. Clearing his throat before he grabs your hand, pulling you out and into the hallway. You see security wandering the floor, he gives them a nod before he pulls out his key, opening the door to his luxurious suite. You walk in, he closes and locks the door behind him as you're taking in the large and very beautiful suite.

“I've never done this before.” you tell him.

You were nervous, now. You weren't sure how this was all going to work.

“Neither have I.” Jeongin says. You turn, giving him a look. There's no way he hasn't done something like this before.

“You? You haven't? I don't believe that.” You chuckle.

“I've never seen someone in the crowd at a concert that I've had such bad thoughts about, I needed them to sign an NDA so I could fuck them.” He says. “But you. Fuck. I couldn't stop thinking about how you tasted, what you'd look like with your lips wrapped around my cock, how you'd be with my cock so deep inside you.” He murmurs, walking up to you.

“Oh.” You whisper. You're frozen in your spot.

“Strip.” He says.

You stare at him, your mind blanked, you were unable to process what he said.

“I said, strip, y/n.” He says.

You don't look away from him. You take off your shirt, dropping your skirt to the floor.

“Everything.” He says.

You unhook your bra, dropping it onto the pile of your discarded clothes before taking off your panties.

“Fuck.” He groans, crashing his lips onto yours. He moves the two of you towards his bed, never breaking the kiss. He pushes you down onto the bed, licking his lips as he takes you lying before him in. “Spread your legs.”

You open your legs, Jeongin drops to his knees, grabbing onto your thighs, spreading them wider. He leans in, using the flat of his tongue to lick up your already wet cunt. The tip of his tongue flicks your clit, twirling circles around it before he latches his lips, gently sucking. You gasp, eyes rolling back as you grab your tits, rolling your nipples between your fingers.

“Fuck, right there.” You cry out. “Oh my god.”

Jeongin switches between sucking and licking, making your back arch each time.

“I'm close.” You murmur, and he pulls away.

“Why?” You whimper, propping yourself up on your elbows.

“I want you to cum on my cock, not from my mouth.” He says, licking his lips to clean up your mess. He quickly undresses himself, his cock springing free. You can see the glistening of his precum seeping from his tip.

Jeongin gets on the bed, laying down with his hands behind his head as he watches you hover over him, opening your mouth to take his cock. You suck his tip, swirling your tongue around, lapping up his cum before moving down. You take as much of him as you can, he reaches out, grabbing onto your hair, holding you there as he thrusts up, slamming his cock into the back of your throat.

He moans loudly while you gag on his cock, your eyes filling with tears as he pushes himself down your throat as much as he can. He groans as he lets you up, catching your breath. You laugh, he stares at you, cum and spit dripping down your chin, your mascara running down your face.

“So fucking hot.” He groans. He pushes himself up on the bed, leaning his back against the headboard. “Ride me.” He says.

You don't question it. You crawl to him, straddling him before you sink down on his cock.

“Shit.” You gasp as he stretches out your hole.

“So fucking tight.” He moans, slapping your ass. You tighten your cunt around him, his hands move to your hips. He digs his fingers into you, helping you bounce on his cock. As your tits bounce in his face, he lets out a moan, moving his hands to grab one. He wraps his lips around your nipple as you grind on his cock, your clit throbbing, desperate for your release. He leans back again, your nails run down his chest. He reaches up, his hand wrapping around your throat. He squeezes while you continue to ride him.

“Fuck.” You gasp, your orgasm building so fucking quickly.

“You wanna cum, baby?” He asks, letting go of you. You nod your head, squeezing your eyes shut. He leans forward, you wrap your arms around him, holding him closely as you ride him, your tits rubbing against his chest, his hands grabbing your ass, helping you.

“Cum.” He gasps. “Cum all over my fucking cock.”

“Oh god.” You cry, your orgasm shooting through your body. You slow down, trying to ride through your high but that doesn't work for Jeongin. He helps you off of him, pushing you down onto the bed. He holds your legs up as he thrusts inside of you, fucking you so hard as he chases his own orgasm.

“I'm gonna… fuck.” He groans. “I'm gonna cum.” He groans. A few more thrusts, his orgasm flows through his body, his load spilling into you. He throws his head back as he takes a few deep breaths. He pulls his cock out of you and collapses on the bed beside you.

“That was fun.” You laugh, your eyes still closed.

“That was.” Jeongin chuckles with you. You take a deep breath, knowing you'll have to get up and go right away. You don't want to leave.

“Can I use the bathroom before I go?” you ask, opening one eye to look over at him.

“We have 3 more nights here.” He says with a yawn. “Do you have plans for the next 3 days?” He asks.

“No.” You answer, giving him a look.

He grins widely at you.

“Good.” He says. “I wanna see how many times I can make you cum.”

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Whispers of the Night (2)

Pairing: Stray Kids x Reader

Genre: Vampire! AU, College! AU

Summary: You just want to live a happy life, but currently, that wasn't happening. It's not until you meet 8 strangers who turn your life upside down and you discover what they are.

Warnings: Language, etc [This is an 18+ ONLY story. Will contain smut in future chapters.]

Word Count: 3.8k

A/N: Thank you again to @skzdust for helping me with this chapter!! It would not have been completed without you!!

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“Okay… okaaaay.” You slur, stopping dead in your tracks, outside what you can only assume is a beautiful house but you're so drunk your head is spinning, your eyes are squinting and you can't focus. “I need to know.” You mumble, holding up one finger to Chan.

You can see him trying to not crack a smile at your obvious drunkenness.

“What do you need to know?” He asks, cocking his beautiful head to the side.

“First…off.” You hiccup. “How come all of you look like pale Greek gods?” You whine. “Second of all, why did you help me? With… asshat back there?” You almost incoherently mumble. It takes Chan and Jeongin a second to understand what you just said, and before he can answer you're swaying, your eyes are closed and you're pretty close to being passed out. Chan motions for Jeongin, who comes and throws you over his shoulder to bring you inside.

“... we helped you, because you needed us to help you.” Chan whispers from behind a chuckling Jeongin. They bring you into the house, Jeongin laying you down onto the couch gently, covering you with a blanket as 6 other men emerge from other parts of the house.

“There's a human in our house.” Seungmin mumbles.

“Correction, she's our human.” Hyunjin smiles, admiring your peaceful looking face.

“I really don't think this is going to go as smoothly as you all think it will.” Minho murmurs. “It's not going to be that easy.”

“No, it won't. But whatever happens, we're there for her.” Chan announces. “It's not like we have anything but time. She'll come around eventually once we tell her everything.”

“You think she will? Even when we tell her we've been waiting for her for over a century?” Seungmin scoffs. “She's going to run for the fucking hills.”

“Do you want her to run? Or do you want her to be here with us?” Han asks. “Cause I personally want her to be here.”

“Of course I want her here.” Seungmin begins. “But I just know how this is going to play out. Not to mention, that stupid fucking boyfriend of hers, you think he's gonna let her go that easily?”

“I wouldn't worry about him.” Jeongin laughs. “I can't see her going back to him.”

“I don't know man, humans and their emotions… They crave familiarity, comfort and shit. She's not done with him. Not yet. She will be though. But it has to be her decision.” Minho pipes up.

The 8 men stand around your sleeping frame, wondering how in the world you were going to be okay with them and what they were.

You let out a big yawn, stretching your arms as you try to remember last night's events as you slowly wake up. You roll over onto your side, hearing the faint sound of a TV in the background, that's weird, you didn't have a TV in your room. And you were sure you didn't end up back at your apartment after that shit with Mark. You need to open your eyes but to be completely honest, you're a little scared too. You open one eye, seeing an unfamiliar living room. You look around with one eye, before feeling like you weren't alone. You dart up on the couch you were sleeping on, seeing the handsome men from earlier in the week. They were all scattered on the couch, trying to not be obvious at looking at you but most of them were failing.

“Um.” You begin, your voice is hoarse.

“Don't panic.” Chan smiles, getting onto the floor, in front of you. “You got into it pretty bad with your ex last night. You were really drunk, we brought you back here to keep you safe.” He explains. Flashes of your fight with Mark pop into your head. You nod, it made sense.

“I had nowhere to go.” You whisper.

“Yes that's right.” Chan agrees.

“So you brought me home… like an abandoned puppy.” You murmur.

“You could say that.” One smiles.

“Seungmin.” Chan snaps.

“You all know me.” You say, looking around the room. “But I don't know you.”

“Let's change that. I'm Chan, that's Hyunjin.” He says, pointing to the man he was with when he caught you. “Seungmin.” The man who pulled you back from getting hit. “Jeongin.” You knew from your class. “Felix.” The man in the bathroom. “Han and Minho.” The ones you ran into, literally. “And finally, Changbin.” he says, pointing to the last man.

“The one who made me a terrible coffee.” You say. Everyone erupts in laughter.

“Hey! I'm still learning! I also may have given you decaf.” He pouts.

“You've worked at coffee shops for years, you've never improved.” Hyunjin laughs.

“Well.” You say clearing your throat. “This has been informative… Thank you for last night. I really appreciate it, but I think I should be going home.”

“You're going back to him?” Jeongin asks.

“I don't…um, I mean yeah?” You whisper. “He's my boyfriend.”

“He cheated on you.” Jeongin reminds you.

“Relationships take work… You know? Ups and downs and shit. I shouldn't be talking about this with strangers. Fuck. I should be talking to him.” You mumble. “I need to go.” You whisper.

“Already?” Han asks, pouting slightly.

“He'll um… be wondering where I am.” You say. You look around the room and they all look disappointed in your decision to leave. While you appreciated the help, your relationship was in the trenches and being in a house alone with 8 hot as fuck men, wasnt doing anyone any favors.

“Guys, relax. We'll see you around campus. And if you need help… or a place to stay, let any of us know.” Chan smiles. “Minho can take you home.”

“Oh no, that's okay, really, I don't know how far I am from my place and I don't want to inconvenience anyone. You've done so much already. ”

“I'll take you. Let's go.” Minho says, grabbing keys from his pocket, heading towards the front door. You quickly get up and follow him, turning around to see the 7 men still sitting there watching you leave, almost like they were pleading with their eyes for you to stay.

But as it turned out you were only 5 blocks from your apartment and you got there too quickly. You weren't ready to face Mark and you had no idea what this morning was going to bring.

The second you opened the door, Mark was there, tears stains left on his cheeks, down on his knees as he cried, begging and pleading for you to give him another chance. There was something about seeing a grown man on his knees, crying and begging after being caught that just felt…right.

“Get up.” You scoff. “That's so embarrassing for you.” You murmur, walking around him and into the apartment.

You were raging. Seeing him made it all that much worse, especially down on the floor, and honestly made you question how in love with him you were… if you even were still.

“Y/n.” He begins, scrambling from his knees. “Please forgive me. Please, I'm begging you, I'm so sorry about everything. My attitude, the cheating, everything. Every single thing I've done in the last little while.” He huffs. Part of it feels genuine, but part of it feels almost forced, like there's an ulterior motive for his apology. “Please don't leave me. Please. I love you so much. I can't lose you!” He whines.

“You didn't love me that much when you had that girl in our bed, did you?” You laugh.

“It was a mistake! A stupid, stupid mistake. I love you and I'll change… for you!” He pleads.

No.

You loved him.

Don't.

You did love him.

Don't do it.

You loved him once.

Your inner voice was screaming at you to turn around and walk away, literally sleep on the street if you needed to but don't stay with him.

“Mark…” you pause. “This is out. I'm all out of fucks to give. You fuck it up this time and I'm fucking done.” You murmur.

Where the fuck was your backbone?

“Thank you baby, thank you. You won't regret it!” He smiles, wiping away his tears, wrapping his arms around you.

You knew you would regret it, but whether that was in an hour, a day or a year was yet to be seen.

“Good morning, beautiful.” You hear from beside you. You glance over to see Hyunjin standing there, a small smile on his face as he waits for the light with you.

“Good morning.” You murmur, your stomach fluttering and your heart racing. You could feel the redness creeping across your face. The walk signal begins flashing, Hyunjin reaches over, grabbing your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours. “Seungmin told me about the first time you met.” He whispers. “Don't worry, I'll keep you safe.” He finishes, pulling you along the cross walk with him. Mark never did things like this, if you were walking with him, he'd be laughing and joking about the time you almost got hit by a car.

You're so flustered you can't respond to him. All you could focus on was the jolt of electricity that was flowing through your body, only that you'd never experienced before with anyone else. Once you're safely across the street, Hyunjin lets go of your hand, giving you a big grin, before taking off in the opposite direction of you.

You walk towards your class, glancing around the campus, when your eyes lock with Chan. He's leaning against a pillar, flipping through a notebook, and you almost start drooling. You watch him as you keep walking, the smile on his face never faltering as you walk past. He smiles at you, giving you a little wave before sneaking in a wink that makes your red face continue.

You got to class a little earlier than last time, praying there was more of a seat selection than there was last time. You open the door, it was almost empty. You smile walking in, picking a seat in the middle so you weren't too close but also not too far away. You unpack your backpack, setting up your desk when you hear the door open. Your head shoots up, seeing Jeongin walking in. Your heart starts racing as he sees you, flashing a gorgeous smile towards you. He walks up, sitting beside you again and this time you don't mind, but Jeongin sitting next to you made for a tough class. He couldn't not touch you. He had to have either his leg touching yours, or his arm touching yours, making you feel the jolts of electricity, just like you had felt with Hyunjin earlier in the morning.

Jeongin left class abruptly, while you took your time gathering your things. You weren't sure how many more interactions you could handle today. You walked out of the classroom, where you see one of Mark's best friends, San standing off to the side, twiddling his fingers. You watched him spot you, he takes a deep breath before he starts walking towards you. Suddenly his eyes go wide, he turns around and walks away from you. You're confused for a moment until you feel someone beside you.

“How was class?” Felix asks, a sultry smile on his face.

“I'm not sure.” You sigh, you barely remember a single sentence your professor said. Jeongin's cool body and the feeling of him beside you was extremely distracting.

“Jeongin?” He laughs.

“How'd you know?” You ask.

“It's the pull.” He murmurs. you wanted to ask him what that meant but he continued. “Ah, look at the time.” He laughs. “I have class. See you later.” He yells, rushing off.

You really didn't want to go to your last class but you did and when it was done you went home to collapse in bed. It was only Monday and Mark had sent you a text that he was out with the boys. So you knew you wouldn't see him for at least four days, if not more, that's if he was really with them. You didn't trust him, you didn't know if he was with them or the girl but you couldn't ask him. If you even joked a little about it he got so upset. That was a red flag and you knew it was, but you couldn't bring yourself to actually leave him because trust could regrow… right?

The next morning it was quiet. As you waited at the light, there was no one waiting there with you. As you walked through the campus for your early morning class you were alone and it felt weird. You walked to the coffee shop, desperately needing caffeine before your day truly started. You walked into the coffee shop, seeing Changbin behind the counter. You were going to keep it simple for him today, you did wonder how he kept his job if he couldn't make any coffee correctly.

“Hey, you.” He smiles. “What can I get you?”

“Can I get an iced latte… caramel.” You smile.

“Of course!” He says, turning around to make your drink. You didn't have much faith in him but you were hoping for the best.

“Hey baby.” You hear from behind you. Your heart sinks. You turn around, seeing Mark standing there with San, who was avoiding eye contact.

“Mark? What are you doing here?” You ask.

“I have class, too.” He says, walking towards you.

“One beautiful latte, for a beautiful girl.” Changbin announces, sliding a hot drink towards you with a smile, until he sees Mark. His smile drops, glaring at the man standing with you.

“Why are you calling my girlfriend beautiful?” Mark asks. He looks between you and Changbin. “Are you fucking the coffee man?” He scoffs.

“Oh fuck off, Mark. I'm not the fucking cheater here.” You spit, rolling your eyes. “Thanks, Changbin.” You say. He can see the sadness in your face and he can hear it in your voice. He watches you walk away, your mood completely ruined.

“Stay away from her.” Mark snaps at Changbin, who just smiles.

“Why? Are you scared she's going to leave you?” Changbin asks. “Because I'll let you in on a little secret.” He whispers, leaning closer to Mark. “She will leave you, because you fucking suck.”

“Shut the fuck up.” Mark scoffs. “She'll never leave me. Give me a coffee.” He demands.

“Sorry, all out of coffee for douchebags.” Changbin laughs. “Next!”

You just went through the motions of the day, your mind replaying the entire interaction from the morning over and over again. How could Mark think that you were cheating on him? You had never given him the slightest reason to doubt you. He was insecure. You knew that but he'd never accused you before, so why now? You shuffled through campus, ready to go home and hoped Mark wouldn't be there.

“Why so glum?” You hear from beside you. You look over and see Seungmin, shuffling his feet with you. “Is it about the whole thing this morning?” He asks.

You stopped in your tracks, looking at Seungmin. “How did you hear about that?”

“Changbin.” Seungmin says, shrugs his shoulders.

“You're all a bunch of gossips, aren't you?” You ask, glaring at him, making him laugh.

“Yeah.” He chuckles. “Sometimes.”

You keep walking, Seungmin continues to walk with you. “You shouldn't trust Mark, you know.” He mentions.

“Yeah, well he hasn't earned that back, not even close.” You mumble.

“Take care of yourself, okay?” He says. You turn to say something but he's gone. It feels like he was never even there. You go home to your empty apartment, thankful for the quiet you get that evening.

You cried yourself to sleep that night.

The next morning, you head to class, and all throughout the day you have no interactions with any of the men that have mysteriously come into your life. When you walked out of your last class, you're met with pouring rain. The sky was almost black, the wind slowly picking up. It made the knots in your stomach worse. All day you'd felt like something was wrong but you couldn't put your finger on it. You step out from under the shelter, deciding to brave the rain and walk home. You'd only make it a few steps before your arm is yanked. You turn around, seeing San, soaking wet, breathing heavily.

“What are you doing?” You yell.

“I have to tell you something!” He says back. “Mark…” He pauses.

“Is he okay?” You ask, worried for a second that something happened to him.

“He's fine but y/n… you need to know. He never stopped seeing Chae. He's still fucking around on you with her.” San admits.

You drop your hand to your side, it feels like your throat is beginning to close.

How could you have been so stupid to think that Mark was serious enough to stop cheating? Of course he was. You can feel the tears welling in your eyes as you sniffle. You're ready to collapse to the ground, hoping the earth would swallow you up and make you disappear.

“I'm sorry y/n… I really am.” San says, awkwardly putting his arm around you. You stand there, partially embraced by San as your head just spins 100 miles a minute. He says something to you that you don't really hear before walking away from you.

You feel your knees get weak, you're going to drop but before you can, you feel an arm tightly wrap around your shoulders, keeping you up right.

“I got you.” The voice murmurs. You look over to see Minho beside you, Han grabbing onto your other side, both men guiding you to Minho's car. They were both completely unbothered by the rain, whereas you were shivering like you were in the middle of a Canadian winter.

Minho opens the back passenger side door for you, letting you slide in before he rushes towards the driver's side and Han gets into the front. Minho starts the car and blasting the heat in the back pointing all the heaters towards you. You could feel the tears coming on but you didn't want to cry. Mark wasn't worth it to cry. He showed you who he was, all throughout the last 2 years and you just took it, you put up with it and gave him chance after chance. So now that he's fucked up again, it shouldn't hurt anymore. But it did, and you didn't know how to make it stop hurting.

Minho watched the road intensely for the short drive to the house. Neither of them spoke, thankfully. You couldn't do it right now. You were thankful he wasn't taking you back to your apartment because honestly, how do you tell someone you just met for the third time, that you can't go home because your boyfriend cheated on you, just like he did the second time you met. You felt so fucking stupid. The car pulls into the semi familiar driveway, turning off and the three of you sit there in silence. Not once did either ask you what was wrong, what happened or why you were so upset, but at the same time it was almost like they knew.

Of course they knew, they probably would have been able to spot what was going to happen next from a mile away.

“Do you want to sit in here or go inside?” Minho asks, breaking the silence. They both glanced back at you.

You weren't sure. You should probably go in, but you felt it to be a little strange. Going back into their house a few days later. You could just feel the “I told you so.” From Jeongin already.

You should have listened to the strangers. Before you can answer his question, the front door swings open, a pissed off looking Hyunjin stomps out onto the front porch. You watch as he and Chan argue, both of them looking like they were going to rip each other's throats out. For some reason, you felt compelled to get out of the car, like you needed to get in-between the two of them, so that's what you did. You left the car door open as you rushed up the steps, moving between the two fuming men.

“What the hell, you guys?” You snap.

Both their faces immediately soften as they look at you and your red, puffy face.

“Us? Why are you back? What happened?” Chan asks, grabbing onto your arm. His hand was like ice, it sent a chill down your spine.

“She just about collapsed in the rain.” Minho pipes up, closing your door for you. “We don't know why.” He murmurs, looking between Chan and Hyunjin.

“Come on, let's get you inside.” Chan murmurs, guiding you in. “We'll finish this later.” He says to Hyunjin, who follows closely behind you.

An hour, some hot coffee not made by Changbin, warm towels and blankets and some laughs later, you're dry with 8 men sitting around you, all of them desperate to ask you what happened but all of them waiting until you're ready to tell them.

“I guess you wanna know what happened?” You ask.

“Who? Us? Nah, if you're not ready.” Han smiles.

“Yeah actually, that's what we've all been waiting for. Spill it, L/N.” Seungmin says.

“One of Mark's friends… he uh, he told me Mark is still cheating on me.” You murmur.

“Are you surprised?” Minho asks. He seemed genuinely curious.

“I mean a little? He begged me like a little bitch to not leave him..” you mumble.

“I'm so glad I didn't serve him coffee.” Changbun murmurs under his breath.

“I'm sorry y/n.” Chan says. “What's your plan now?”

“Plan? I don't have a plan to be honest. I don't know what to do.” You sigh.

“You can stay here until you decide what you want to do.” Jeongin smiles.

“Yeah, as long as you need.” Hyunjin agrees.

“I have nothing. None of my stuff. Ugh. I can go back for a few days. When he hangs out with his friends he's gone for days at a time.” You mention.

“Well here, take my number, call me when he comes back and we'll come over and help you get your stuff out.” Chan says, putting his hand out for your phone. You give it to him, just in time for Han to mention something fun.

“You can come to the party!” Han smiles.

“Party?” You ask.

“Yeah, we're having a party on Saturday.” Felix confirms.

“A party sounds fun.” You say. “A good distraction.” And that's just what you needed. Was a night away from real life, something to take your mind off of the issues in your life.

But nothing ever works out quite the way you hope it will, does it?

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Whispers Of The Night (3)

Pairing: Stray Kids x Reader

Genre: Vampire! Au, College! Au

Summary: You just want to live a happy life, but currently, that wasn't happening. It's not until you meet 8 strangers who turn your life upside down and you discover what they are.

Warning: Mentions of blood, Drinking, Violence [this is an 18+ story; will contain smut in future chapters]

Word Count: 3k

A/N: AND AS ALWAYS THANK YOU @skzdust FOR YOUR HELP I'M ETERNALLY GRATEFUL BESTIE

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Part One | Part Two

The two days that you spent at the SKZ house, as they called it, were… interesting to say the least. You woke up on the earlier side to make sure you had enough time to get to class, and each day they were all awake, watching TV, working out, doing homework. You'd offer to make them breakfast as you made your own, but they all claimed to have eaten just after they woke up. There were no dishes in the sink, the same amount of food in the fridge. Not to mention their beds were always made up the same every morning. You'd never met college guys who were so… put together. It was throwing you off a little.

“So.” Sam smiles. “These guys you stayed with for a couple nights… any chance you're going to move on from Mark?” She asks.

You can't help it, but you roll your eyes at her question. You still weren't sure what you were going to do about him. You hadn't confronted him, fuck, tou hadn't even spoken to him since San dropped that ball on you the other day. While there was an attraction to, well, let's be honest, all of them, you technically, were still Mark's girlfriend, so the chance of you doing anything was even lower than zero. You weren't a cheater, you never understood the desire to hurt the person you're supposed to love most in this world but that's more than you can say for Mark.

“I mean, yeah they're all extremely attractive.” You laugh. “But I'm still with Mark, and until I figure out what I'm going to be doing, I won't be doing anything with them.” You murmur.

“Them!?” Sam gasps. “You wanna fuck them all.” She laughs. “I always knew you were fucking kinky.”

“Sam!” You laugh. “Jesus christ.”

The two of you laugh, finishing up your makeup, before getting dressed and heading out. Sam had wanted to get ready at the house with the boys, but with all the testosterone radiating in that house, you needed out for a few hours. Luckily for the both of you, Sam's parents were out of the evening so you had the house to yourselves.

“Come on, some shots before we go.” She says, walking into the kitchen. She grabs two shots glasses, pouring you each a shot of vodka.

“We cannot show up sober. A few shots each should do the trick.” She laughs.

You don't say anything, instead welcome the liquid burning your throat as you take shot after shot, desperately hoping for it to erase all your problems for at least one night. Once you were feeling tipsy enough, you and Sam got into your Uber, heading over to the boy's house. When you pull up, the party is already in full swing. There are people out in the front yard drinking, the front door is wide open, welcoming anyone and everyone to join.

“Wow.” Sam gasps. “This looks crazy!”

You laugh, grabbing her hand, pulling her towards the front door. The moment you stepped foot into the house, it was like all 8 of them knew you were there. Very quickly and one by one, they came up to you, giving you a hug to say hi and saying hi to Sam. By the time Minho, who was the last one to come up to you, said hi, Sam had smacked you so many times you thought you'd have a bruise in the shape of her hand on your arm for sure.

“Let's get a drink.” You murmur, pulling her towards the kitchen, not letting her say what you knew she desperately wanted too.

“They're all so fucking hot.” She yells into your ear as you're pouring you both drinks. You laugh as your stomach twists with anxiety. Yes they were, and you were definitely having troubles with that. As the two of you take a couple sips of your drinks, you begin to hear what sounds like a commotion in the living room.

“I know she's here, and I dont fucking appreciate you forcing her to live here! I'm her fucking boyfriend… me!” You hear.

Your stomach drops.

“Mark.” You whisper.

“Don't go out there. Just stay here. Maybe he'll leave.” Sam says. At this point the music had been turned way down, and everyone was crowding around all 8 men and Mark. You knew he wouldn't leave. He was too fucking stubborn. You pushed your way through the crowd of people until you stood beside Hyunjin, who glanced over at you, worriedly.

“What the fuck, y/n.” Mark snaps, motioning to the men. “So what, you're just out here being a whore now?” He asks.

Hyunjin steps forward, but Jeongin pulls him back. “Excuse me?” You ask. “No, I just figured we were done since you can't keep your dick in your pants.” You snap back.

“What the hell are you even talking about?” Mark groans, rolling his eyes.

“San told me, don't play fucking dumb.” You spit. “You never stopped seeing Chae, even after begging, and crying on your knees for me to stay.” You yell.

You wanted to laugh along with those laughing in the crowd, while Mark looked embarrassed.

“Why would I still see her if I told you I only wanted you?” He asks.

“Why would San lie about that? He's your best friend.” You say.

“Yeah, my best friend who's… in…love with you!” Mark mutters.

“What?” You respond. There was no way. Absolutely no way. You'd never gotten those vibes from San, not in the two years that you had been with Mark.

“Why else would he say that?” Mark asks. “Think about it.”

“I am thinking about it, and you're full of shit.” You laugh. “There's no way that San feels like that.”

“I don't feel like what?” San asks, pushing his way through the crowd.

“Mark here says that you lied about Chae, because you're in love with me.” You say. The alcohol you had drank was making you more courageous than you'd ever been in your life. Sober you would never.

“What the fuck?” San laughs. “No offense, y/n but I have a girlfriend that I love very much.” He says. “And Mark's known about her since we started dating, a year and a half ago.”

You turn your head, glaring at Mark, who in turn is glaring at San.

“Interesting.” You mutter, rolling your eyes.

“Whatever, this isn't a conversation that should happen around others.” Mark scoffs. He grabs your wrist, yanking you towards him. “C'mon, let's go home.” He says.

“You know what, Mark?” You begin. “No.” You say, trying to free your wrist from his grasp.

“Y/n, now is not the time.” He snaps, looking around the room.

“I'm done. We're done. I don't trust you anymore. You've done nothing but lie to me. It's over.” You yell, pulling as hard as you can to free yourself.

“What's going on?” You hear from behind you, a familiar voice echoing through the almost silent room.

“Mark, you're hurting me!” You whine. Your wrist is beginning to throb and ache as you try to free yourself.

“Let her go.” You hear the same voice. Suddenly, Chan is beside you, his hand on top of Mark's. Chan didn't look like he was putting in any effort, but Mark's gave away how much pain he was in. Chan rips Mark's hand from around your wrist, pushing him back. Mark falls down to the floor.

“You're sleeping with him aren't you? Fucking whore.” Mark screams. Chan chuckles, taking two steps towards Mark, punching him in the face. You can hear the thump from his body dropping to the floor followed by the cries as he holds his face.

“We're not done! You won't find anyone like me! You're mine!” Mark screams.

Chan turns around to face you, and you weren't sure if it was because he saved you, or you were drunk, maybe a bit of both. But you walked up to him, grabbed his face, and quickly pressed your lips to his. Chan wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you in closer. You can hear Mark swearing as San pulls him out the front door.

You break away from the kiss. You can't look Chan in the eyes. You turn away, your eyes now searching for Sam, and when you find her, her eyes are wide with a giant smile on her face. You push through the crowd, leaving Chan standing there as you grab her arm, dragging her into the kitchen. You open a bottle of something, you don't even care what it is. You put the bottle to your lips, chugging it, ignoring the burning sensation in your throat.

“Bitch.” Sam gasps as you put the bottle back down onto the counter, breathing heavily.

“Did I just do that?” You ask, staring at your best friend.

“Yeah.” She laughs. “Yes you did.”

“Oh my god.” You groan, drinking a little more.

“Okay, alright.” She laughs, taking the bottle from your hand. “Let's not black out.” She murmurs. It was too late. You were already gone.

The next morning, you wake up with the worst headache in the world. Sleeping on the couch for the last few days definitely did not help your body when it desperately needed to recover. You were sore, stiff and felt like you'd been run over by a truck. And then you remembered ending things with Mark.

“Fuck.” You gasp, dropping your head into your hands.

“Everything okay, beautiful?” Hyunjin asks, walking into the living room, plopping down onto the couch beside you.

“I broke up with Mark.” You murmur.

“It's about time, y/n.” Jeongin chimes in.

“Yeah, honestly. He's fucking awful, and that's coming from me.” Seungmin chuckles.

“Yeah, no, I know he was. But I just… I don't know what to do now.” You say. “All my stuff is there… and I have nowhere to go.”

“The fuck are we then? Did we become temporary housing and no one told me?” Minho asks. “You've been here for days, y/n. Let's just go get your stuff and make it official.” Changbin smiles.

“That's really sweet you guys… but.” You trail off.

“But what? You can't live with 8 guys?” Felix laughs.

“I can't sleep on this fucking couch anymore.” You fake cry. “My back… it hurts so bad.”

Everyone laughs.

“Well, it's a good thing there's a bedroom ready for you then.” Chan smiles.

You hadn't seen him since you kissed him. That you remembered very, very vividly, and you couldn't help but feel embarrassed. In what world would any of these gods like men, actually like you?

“Wait.” You pause, thinking about what Chan said. “A bedroom?” You ask.

“Of course.” He smiles. “You think we'd ask you to move in here and make you sleep on the couch?” Han laughs. “I mean… Seungmin or Minho might but not the rest of us.”

“You're not wrong.” Seungmin smiles.

“Wow.” You laugh. “Thank you guys.”

“Let’s not get all sappy here.” Minho mumbles. “Can we go get your stuff now?”

“Yeah.” You smile.

The nine of you get ready to head over to your old shared apartment with Mark, unsure of what was going to happen.

You stood outside the door, the number 7 on the door looked different, even though it had only been a few days. You took a deep breath, glancing over at the 8 men that were waiting a little down the hall. You had told them that you needed to do this part by yourself. You were worried that if he opened the door and all of them were standing there, he might end up in a fit of rage. Though, you should have known better that he would end up in one regardless. You knocked on the door, putting your hands behind your back as you waited for him to answer. The door was pulled open, and Mark looked shocked to see you, before a smug ‘I knew she would be back’ look spread across his face.

“Y/N.” He breathes. You put your hand up to stop him from saying whatever he wanted to next.

“I'm just here to grab my stuff.” You explain, avoiding any eye contact with him. He doesn't move out of your way. You want to go inside and start packing the things that belong to you but he stands there still staring.

“Y/N.” He says in a low tone. “Don't be like that, baby.” He smiles. “C'mon. You know you wanna come back home.”

“Actually, what I'd like, is for you to get the fuck out of my way so I can get my stuff and go.” You say, giving Mark your best, annoyed smile.

“And if I don't?” He asks. “If I don't get out of your way? Then what? You gonna punch me like your little boyfriend did?” He mocks.

“No.” You sigh. “But they might hit you.” You say, motioning down the hallway. Mark peeks his head around the door frame, seeing 8 angry and annoyed looking men leaning against the wall.

“You’re such a bitch.” He mumbles, stepping out of your way. You smile, waving to the guys to come with you inside.

You walk past Mark, and can hear him grumbling as each man steps inside. They're all taller, more muscular, better looking, smarter, and funnier than Mark was, and he knew it too.

“Lets get this done, and get the fuck out of here.” You say, everyone scatters to tackle a room. It took the nine of you 4.5 hours, and a trillion questions about what was yours, for you all to finally finish. Mark didn't help at all, and that wasn't a surprise. He didn't want you to leave or leave him, and he was sure to continuously let you know throughout the afternoon.

“Y/N, wait.” Mark says, as you follow the guys out of the apartment. You don't wait, until he grabs your wrist again.

“Let go.” You spit. “This didn't end well for you the last time and it won't end well this time either.”

“Just wait a fucking minute.” He grumbles. “Don't go. Stay with me. Please.”

“No.” You deadpan. “I have no interest in being lied to or cheated on any longer. I hope I never see you again.”

You rip your wrist from his grip, walking down the hall.

“I'll have you again! You'll see! You'll be back when they inevitably kick your ass out!” He screams.

If only he knew how that would never happen.

“Ready?” Changbin asks, grinning from ear to ear. His hand was on the door knob for your room, and honestly you were so excited.

“Yes! Please open it.” You say, nearly falling over from excitement. He turns the knob, opening the door and your jaw is almost on the floor. It was exactly your style, a nice queen bed sitting in the middle of the room that was painted your favorite color. Everything matched, every single part of the room was your exact vibe and you were eternally grateful.

You had put a lot of your stuff in storage, since they had all told you that you wouldn't need a lot of it. To be honest you thought they were full of shit, but here they were, definitely not full of shit.

“We'll let you get settled.” Chan smiles, ushering the men to leave you be.

“Thank you guys. Really. I love it.” You smile.

It felt weird. To have people who truly cared for you like they did. You were worried that they would turn on you, because that seems to be the trend for people in your life. Your mom, dad, Mark, past friends. There was always something that made them leave you. You already felt a strong bond with all 8 of them, so you hoped nothing like that would happen but honestly, you can never truly prepare for the future.

That night, you sat outside on the front porch by yourself, wrapped in one of your new blankets from your new room. It was almost entirely pitch black out, almost silent except for the sounds of cars passing and the faint sounds of people walking by. The only light you had was the cherry from your roach, each time you took a puff, as well as the stars that scattered throughout the sky. The moon was high, shining down on the trees. It was a truly beautiful night.

You felt so relieved and free tonight. Mark hated when you smoked weed, so you weren't ever able to. But now with him out of the picture, you were excited to be able to partake in your favorite way to relax and unwind. You inhaled a long puff, slowly blowing it back out, enjoying the way it was making you feel. You weren’t very high, but it was enough. You lean your head back, closing your eyes, taking a breath when you hear a noise. A grunt, maybe. Your eyes shoot open, you see Jeongin walking towards the front steps of the house. As he walks closer, you see him more clearly under the front door light. There's blood dripping down his face. Your stomach sinks. He looks mad. You stand up, dropping your blanket on the porch, rushing towards him.

“Hey, Jeongin.” You start, popping up in front of him.

His eyes. They're red.

“Are you okay?” You ask, motioning towards the blood. He doesn't respond. He doesn't move. It doesn't even look like he's breathing. You can feel the tension surrounding you and him. It was making your stomach churn.

He stares at you, it almost feels like his eyes are burning through your skin.

Your eyes close.

When they open, the sun is shining through your window. You're laying in your bed, your blanket, that you dropped covering you.

What the fuck happened last night?

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Whispers Of The Night (6)

Pairing: Stray Kids x Reader

Genre: College! Au, Vampire! Au

Summary: You just want to live a happy life, but currently, that wasn't happening. It's not until you meet 8 strangers who turn your life upside down and you discover what they are.

Warning: Smut!! [Oral; f. receiving, unprotected sex, choking, spitting] 18+ ONLY. MDNI

Word Count: 2.3k

A/N: as always, @skzdust , my savior, thank you for all your help!

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You didn't tell them you were leaving. You stared at what was supposed to be yourself in the mirror, but you felt like you couldn't barely recognize yourself. You had snuck out of the bathroom, glancing over at their table. They were completely immersed in a conversation so you took the opportunity to sneak out of the side door. The cool air felt nice on your skin, it helped cool down your rage, but the one thing you had a hard time wrapping your head around was why you were starting to feel so much rage when around them? This wasn't some little feeling of annoyance when someone makes a stupid joke.

This was a pure, full body, nothing more than just rage and hatred flowing through your body. You walked for a while until you made it back to the house. It was quiet, except for the faint sound of begging from Lilith in the basement. You dropped your bag on the floor, walking to the couch to sit down.

Your leg was still throbbing but you had been a little too terrified to look at it. You took a deep breath, pulling up the leg of your pants, you see three claw marks near your ankle. The scratches looked infected and your stomach dropped. You stood up, ignoring the pain, rushing towards the basement door, ripping it open. You stomp down the stairs, standing a good distance away from Lilith. Your chest is heaving, her back is still towards you. You can hear her giggling, her head hanging down as she begins to laugh harder.

“What did you do to me?” You yell.

She doesn't answer. She sits there, still laughing.

“What the fuck did you do?” You ask, your voice is a little quieter this time.

She doesn't answer. But her laughing stops. She doesn't turn around, she doesn't say anything. She only hums, ignoring you.

You turn around, walking back up the stairs, slamming the basement door shut. You stand there, your head spinning. You were tired, your body felt weak but felt like it was on fire. Whatever was going on with you, was taking its toll on you. You tried to walk towards the stairs to go to your room but it was like your legs were blocks of cement. Sweat dripped down your face as panic set in.

You wanted to call out for help, you wanted to cry but you couldn't and the more you tried, the weaker you felt. Until you felt nothing else at all, your body collapsed to the floor and everything went black.

“Y/N?” Seungmin yells, shaking your unresponsive body. “Y/N?” He calls out again, trying to do whatever he can to help you and wake you up.

The others rush in, seeing Seungmin hunched over your lifeless body, Chan sprinting into action to help you. He picks you up, rushing you upstairs to his room, laying you down gently on his bed. He knows you're alive. He can hear and smell the blood pumping through your veins. He breathes a sigh of relief, though he's confused about what happened to you. He checks your face, your neck, shoulders. You haven't been bitten. Your hands look okay, so what was causing this? He notices your pant leg pushed up ever so slightly more than the other one. He moves off the bed, kneeling at the end of the bed. He gently rolls up your pants a little more, seeing the three scratches he can only assume was left on you by Lilith.

“Fuck.” He hisses, slamming his hand down onto the floor.

You gasp suddenly and loudly, sitting up in the bed, looking around. You're confused, where were you? Your eyes slowly begin to focus, seeing Chan kneeling at the end of the bed, staring at you.

“What happened?” You whisper, laying back down. Chan stands up, swiftly making his way over to you, sitting on the edge of the bed.

“You left the restaurant without telling anyone.” He begins.

“I remember that.” You murmur.

“And then when you didn't come back to the table we started looking around for you. Seungmin found you first.” He says. “You passed out.”

“Oh god.” You groan.

“How long have you had those scratches?” He asks.

“Since… um.” You pause. “I found Lilith.”

“Why didn't you tell anyone?” He wonders.

“I was scared to look. I didn't know what happened and I didn't want to look.” You say.

“You should have told us, y/n.” He sighs. “You haven't been yourself since that day.”

“What are you talking about?” You ask, a slight change of tone in your voice. Chan detects it immediately. You were beginning to feel the anger build up in you again.

“You've been angry. Distant. You're not yourself.” He says.

“Like you fucking know me? I'm not fucking angry!” You scream, getting off the bed in a hurry, storming out of the room. You stomped the entire way to your room, slamming the door behind you. You were trying to control your breathing as you undressed, deciding you just needed to go to bed for the night. You slipped a long shirt over your head, not worrying about your shorts tonight. You crawled into your bed, Chan's words replaying in your head.

“you're not yourself. You're angry.”

You didn't want to admit it but you were angry. Whenever any of them were around, you were so fucking angry and you were sure it had something to do with Lilith, and you were sure Chan thought the same too. You tossed and turned for the first few hours until you finally felt yourself rest and relax.

Or so you thought.

“Y/n.” You barely hear, your body being shook awake, startling you.

“What? What happened?” You gasp, looking around. Your vision settles, seeing Chan standing over your bed, looking at you worriedly.

“You were screaming in your sleep. Are you okay?” He whispers. You're watching his plump lips move as he talks, And you wanted nothing more than to kiss him at this moment.

So that's what you did. You placed your hand on the back of his head, pulling him down. You could feel him go with it, his lips crashing into yours. You slide your tongue into his mouth, holding him closer to you.

Fuck you were so fucking needy right now and this is what you needed. Chan pulls away as you try to pull him on top of you.

“Y/N.” He breathes.

“Are you saying no?” You pant.

“No, that's not what I'm…” he pauses as you move the blankets off of you. You pull your shirt up a little, spreading your legs, showing him your lack of panties.

“Oh fuck.” He hisses.

“I need you Chan.” You say, pouting. “Don't you need me too?”

“Baby girl, don't say that to me. I've been trying to resist you.” He pauses, leaning in close. “Because once I get a taste, I won't be able to fucking stop.”

“Then don't.” You groan, lifting your shirt up over your breasts. You hear Chan take a sharp breath in as he stands up, undressing faster than you've ever seen anyone before. He stands before you, muscles glistening in the moonlight, his cock painfully hard.

“I don't think you know how long I've waited for this.” He says, pulling you off the bed. He lays down where you just are.

“What are you doing?” You ask.

“Ride my face.” He demands. You crawl onto the bed, hovering over him, nervous to lower yourself down. “Don't be afraid, let me make you feel good.” He says, pulling you down. You sit on his face, feeling his breath on your cunt. His tongue runs along your wetness, slowly moving up towards your clit. He doesn't stay there for long, licking up and down, with each pass picking up his pace, until he stays at your clit. He wraps his lips around your swelling bud, sucking on you, making your body jolt. His hands run up and down your thighs while you begin to rock yourself against his tongue. Your entire body begins to heat up, nothing but pleasure flowing through you. You can hear him moan from underneath you, the vibration from his lips making it feel even fucking better. You don't pay attention to how loud you are, Instead running your hands all over your body, playing with your nipple before moving up to run your hands through your hair as he brings you closer and closer to your orgasm.

You move your hands down, gripping onto his head, riding his face hard, until your orgasm finally overcomes you, exploding through your body as you scream out.

With ease, Chan lifts you off his face, your body still shaking from your orgasm. You're exhausted already. “I'm not done with you yet.” He laughs, sliding up on the bed. He leans against the headboard, pulling you towards him. You climb on top of him as he holds his cock, letting you sink down onto him.

“Fuck.” He groans. You gasp as your pussy stretches out, feeling full and he is only half way inside you. Chan thrusts up, pushing his already pulsating cock as deep into you as he could. He leans forward, pressing his chest against yours. His cold hand gently grazes your face, moving down to your breasts. He leans forward, taking your nipple between his wet lips, swirling the tip of his tongue around it. You moan as you grind on his cock, your arms wrapped around him, dragging your nails across his back while you begin to bounce harder and faster.

“You feel so fucking good.” He groans.

“Chan..” you cry out, your head thrown back, eyes closed, while you ride him.

You feel him move, his cold hand grabs your haw, forcing your face towards his.

“You look at me while you're moaning my name.” He groans. He leans forward, placing his tongue between your breasts, licking up your chest, moving up your neck and to your jaw. He smirks as he grabs the back of your head, colliding his lips with yours. He harshly thrusts his tongue into your mouth, kissing you so hard.

Chan breaks the kiss, moving his hands under your thighs. He lifts you up just enough so he can move, slamming you down onto the mattress, his cock still inside you. You turn your head, crying out as he rams his cock into you, his large hand wrapped around your neck, squeezing.

“Look at me.” He moans. You can't hear him, you're in your own little blissful world.

He grabs your jaw once again, forcing you to look at him. Your eyes open, staring at the man fucking you hard, but not as hard as you know he can go.

“Open your fucking mouth.” He spits, his eyes moving from your face to your mouth, to your tits and back up to your mouth. You stare at him as he rams his cock into you, smirking as you open your mouth, sticking out your tongue.

Chan leans down slightly letting spit fall from his lips, landing on your tongue. “Swallow it.” He whispers, watching you intently. You put your tongue back in your mouth, smiling as you swallow his saliva, making him moan louder and fuck you harder.

“So fucking hot.” He groans, holding your legs above your head. He places his thumb on your clit, rubbing fast, wanting you to cum one more time for him.

You're screaming out as he rubs and fucks you, your pussy tightening around his cock until you cum again, covering his cock in your juices. Chan holds tightly to your ankles, his own orgasm just seconds away. A few more thrusts he cums, spilling his seed deep inside of you, breathing heavily as he slowly thrusts, milking himself of everything he has.

Chan pulls out of you, smiling widely as he walks naked to your bathroom, turning on the shower for you before he comes back to help you out of the bed. As you shower and clean yourself up, Chan puts his boxers back on, crawling into your bed to wait for you. You come out in your shirt again, making him frown.

“You better have panties on this time.” He murmurs.

“No promises.” You laugh.

You crawl into bed beside him, snuggling up to him. While you felt satisfied and exhausted you couldn't help but feel the anger bubbling up again and you were getting tired of it. Chan must have sensed it, he pulls you in closer to him.

“We'll get it figured out, okay?” He whispers. You nod your head, your eyes already closed. You really hoped they would.

In the morning you woke up… alone. You looked all around your room and there was no sign of Chan.

“What the fuck?” You mumble, rolling over to sit on the edge of your bed. So he fucks you, and then leaves in the morning? You knew it was a little irrational to be this angry about it but was it really so hard to stay until you fucking woke up? Honestly, the audacity of some fucking men. You stood up, not caring you were only wearing a shirt and no underwear. You ripped your door open, stomping down the stairs. You could hear whispers coming from the living room and they stopped as soon as you entered the room.

“Good morning.” They all smiled at you. Except Chan.

“You!” You yell, pointing at him.

“Y/N.” He starts.

“Don't y/n me! What the fuck?” You snap.

“Remember how I told you we'd get it figured out?” He asks.

You drop your arm. “Yeah.”

“Well we figured it out.” He sighs.

“And?”

“And we've got a problem.”

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Whispers Of The Night (5)

Pairing: Stray Kids x Reader

Genre: Vampire! Au, College! Au

Warning: Violence, Mentions of Blood, Language

Word Count: 2.5k

Taglist: @steddie-steddie @hongtyong @purple-bell @deadpool15

@purplelady85 @wife2straykidss @piscesrising01

@baby-stay92 @kisses-too-the-moon @dwaekkiiracha

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@50-husbands @yaorzu-blog @anskiiz

@joyofbebbanburg @number1jeonginstan @skzooluvr

@jisunglyricist @ambersnowxxx @ayyonoona @31maze13

@stay-tiny-things @thegingerthatwaited @hoesheez

@stayatinykatsy @catlove83 @jeonginstulip @kaleigh-2002

@honeycombbaybee @hyuneyeon @flylis @kpop-choco

@chloe-elise-2000 @eastjonowhere @stephanieeeyang @nightmarenyxx

@0325tiny @m1nn1everse @igot7bulletproofmonstas

A/N: As always, thank you to @skzdust for all your help with this chapter, the last ones, and im sure future ones! And thank you to @xomakara for beta reading when I was heavily questioning myself!

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Jeongin crawls onto the bed, hovering over you. You watch as he licks his lips, lowering his head, placing his lips onto yours. You move your hands up, grabbing the hem of his shirt. Your knuckles had already grazed his abs, making you groan internally. Just as you were about to get it over his head, the door to his room swings open.

Jeongin turns his head to see who it was, while you partially peek over his shoulder but also try to hide yourself from the intruder.

“Dude.” Jeongin says. “Kinda in the middle of something here.”

“Sorry, uh, we have a problem.” Changbin murmurs. “Hi, y/n.”

“Hi.” You squeak.

“Do I need to be there?” Jeongin asks with a sign.

“It's, uh, a problem in the basement.” Changbin says.

“Shit.” Jeongin says, moving faster than you'd ever seen. A millisecond ago he was laying on top of you, and then he was walking towards the door with Changbin.

“Can I help?” You ask, crawling off the bed, smoothing yourself out.

“Just go to your room. And stay there.” Jeongin says. “Plug your headphones in or something.” He finishes, just before he and Changbin disappear from his room. You take a deep breath, getting off Jeongin's bed, heading towards your room instead now. You can hear slight yelling from downstairs but you try to ignore it. You were told to stay out. It's their house, their basement and you didn't need to know what was down there. You put your headphones on, playing some music with the sole intention of studying… in a second. You lay down on your bed, closing your eyes, just to rest and picture in your head what could have happened with Jeongin.

You didn't mean to fall asleep. But you did, and when you woke up, your headphones were off and it was dark outside. You grabbed your phone with your eyes still closed, only opening only one of them to see a message from Chan.

‘We had to go out, and didn't want to wake you. So if we're not home, don't worry.’

You groan, closing your eyes, still feeling like you wanted to sleep. You tried but there was a sound you could just barely hear.

Bang.

Bang.

Bang.

Your eyes shoot open. You sit up in your bed. Your eyes close for a second, when they open you're at the top of the stairs. They close again.

Open. You're halfway down the stairs.

Closed.

Open. You're in the kitchen.

What was happening?

Closed.

Open. Your hand hovers over the door knob to the basement. The sound is louder now.

Bang.

Bang.

It sounds like chains being hit against a metal pole.

Closed.

Open. You're half way down the basement stairs.

Closed.

Open. You're in the middle of the dimly lit, unfinished basement. You look around, your eyes trying to adjust. You see long black hair a ways in front of you. The whimpers and cries of a woman ring in your ears.

“Please.” She cries. “Please help me.” Her voice shakes as she calls out for you. “They kidnapped me. Chained me up down here.” She whispers.

“Oh my…” You trail off. Your head is screaming at you to turn around and go back upstairs but your body isn't responding. Instead you walk towards her, slowly. Listening to her plea’s and cries. It was like you had no control over what you were doing.

“Why? Why would they do this?” You ask, continuing to take your small steps towards her.

“I don't… I don't know.” She sniffles. “But I'm just so…” she pauses. “Hungry.”

You stop. There's a pit in your stomach. This isn't right. Something about this just isn't right.

“Can I go get you some food?” You whisper.

“You'll do.” She murmurs. “Come closer.”

You walk a little closer to her, an old metallic smell hits your nose.

“What do you mean I'll…” you begin. You're close to her. Too close. She turns around very suddenly. Large fangs spill from his mouth, dried blood covers her face and her body, her eyes shone red like the blood moon. You try to jump back but she grabs your leg, pulling you down onto the floor with such force. You scream, as loud as you can before your head is smashed against the concrete floor, you knew you were at the very least going to have a black eye.

You try to fight as she drags you towards her, nothing but fear flowing through your body.

“Lilith!” You hear a booming voice from behind you. You stop moving. Her hand lets go of your leg. You're picked up with ease, your arms wrapped around your savior. You look up through blurry vision, seeing Minho’s stone cold face, glaring at Lilith.

“What are you doing down here?” He scolds you, turning around to walk away.

“Please just let me drink a little! Please, Minho! I'm starving! Minho! You can't do this to me! Minho!” She screams as he takes you upstairs, closing the door, leaving her and her screams chained up.

He sets you down on the couch without a word, walking into the kitchen, coming back with an ice pack wrapped up into a cloth. “You're going to have a nasty black eye.” He sighs.

“How did you…thank you.” You whisper. “For saving me.”

Before Minho can respond, seven men rush through the front door, stopping in their tracks as soon as they see Minho standing there.

“Why did you leave, what happened?” Felix asks.

Minho steps to the side, revealing you, with an ice pack, dirt all over your clothes.

“Lilith got to her. I'm guessing using her hypnotic state party trick.” Minho sighs.

Chan steps forward, rubbing his face. “Well I guess it's time we had a chat then.” He sighs. They all stand around, looking at Chan who comes to sit beside you. “This isn't a conversation that we have often.” He begins. “We don't tell people, ever.”

“You're vampires.” You murmur. They all stare at you.

“You know?” Hyunjin asks.

“Jeongin admitted but also didn't admit to compelling me the other day.” You murmur. “I also did some… research.”

“Is that why you were reading Just Vampire Things?” Changbin laughs. They all groan.

“Don't read that shit.” Han says. “That's for hunters.”

“Wait, that's a real thing?” You ask.

“Vampire hunters?” Seungmin asks. “Yeah they're very real.” He says, not letting you answer.

“I thought it was just some stupid page.” You murmur. “How do you know who's a hunter and who isn't?”

“Well usually the ones running towards you with a wooden stake are hunters, if they don't do that then typically they are.” Minho smiles.

“Thanks smart-ass.” You grumble. “Okay, so now that's out of the way, why is there a woman downstairs who says she's starving and that you kidnapped her.”

“You can't listen to her. She tells nothing but lies.” Jeongin pipes up.

“Lilith.” Chan says. “She's one of the original vampires from 1047.”

“That's…” You pause.

“She's really fucking old.” Seungmin says.

“She's the one who changed us all in 1884.” Chan goes on. “We were forced to become subservient to her. Bringing her people to feed on, killing anyone who looked at her the wrong way. Doing all her bidding, every single bad thing she needed done, that's where we came in.”

“But now we're done. Especially when we found out our mate was here.” Changbin says.

“Mate?” You ask.

“Usually, each member in the clan has their own mate. On certain, rare occasions one clan can have one mate.” Felix explains.

“We've been waiting for you for a very long time. Since 1890 to be exact. We weren’t sure if we were ever going to find our mate.” Han says. Minho turns, smacking him upside the head. “Ouch! What was that for?” Han yelps, rubbing his head. You sat there, the ice pack now sitting beside you on the couch. You stared at the ground as all the information they just piled onto you swirled around in your head. You were their mate? All of them? And they had been waiting for you? Since 1890?

“What the…fuck?” You sigh. “I'm sorry. I just… I have to go to bed. This is too much.” You say. You stand up, moving past the eight men who were not glaring at Han. You go towards the stairs, your head still spinning. Your face hurt, your head up and fuck did your leg ever hurt.

“Why would you say that?” You hear a few of them beginning to scold Han. You appreciated the fact that they told you the truth and you were no longer in the dark but fuck, there was so much you needed to wrap your head around and you didn't know where to start. You crawled into your bed, your face and your leg throbbing and fell asleep rather quickly, dreaming of Lilith in the basement.

The next morning you woke up with the worst headache you'd ever had. You shuffled with your sore leg into the bathroom, looking at your face. There was no hiding this bruise. The entire half of your face was almost black and blue, it looked like you had gotten into a fight with someone and lost, badly. You dragged yourself around to get ready, not wanting to go to class but you knew you needed too. You had missed a few classes already and unfortunately for you, you weren't a million year old Vampire who was taking courses they had likely taken a thousand times already. You got dressed in a comfy outfit, grabbing your things and headed downstairs.

“Hey.” Hyunjin smiles as you make your way into the kitchen.

“Hi.” You sigh, pouting a little bit.

“Shit, your face.” He says, walking up to you. He gently runs his fingers over your bruise, it makes you flinch a little.

“I'm sorry.” He whispers.

“No it's okay.” You smile. “The coolness from your hands feels nice.” You say. He keeps staring at your face, you lightly push him away. “Stop looking. I know I look awful.”

“Actually.” He begins. “You look as gorgeous as always.” He says, making your heart skip a beat.

“Hwang Hyunjin, are you flirting with her?” Felix asks, walking into the kitchen.

“You bet I am.” Hyunjin says.

“Don't take too long, I'm going to drive this vision to school today.” Felix grins.

“Do you even have a class today?” You wonder, grabbing an apple.

“No.” He smiles. “Ready?”

You shrug your shoulders, waving to Hyunjin as you follow Felix out of the house. He opens the door for you and you climb into the passenger seat of his car, buckling in as he glides over to the driver's side.

“Do you all have your own cars?” You ask.

“Yeah but we often switch it up for fun.” He laughs. You could never imagine being so well off to do that.

Not long after, Felix pulls up to the school. “Have a good day, gorgeous.” He says in his deep voice. Sending chills all down your body and into your clit.

“You too.” You murmur, getting out of the car.

You weren't used to this. Men actually enjoying your company and complimenting you? Mark never did anything remotely sweet like that. Fuck, you were lucky if he would even come back home after a night out. This was new to you and the whole situation still had your head spinning around.

“What the fuck happened to you?” You hear from in front of you. You look around, seeing Mark stomping towards you. You rolled your eyes, you said his name in your head and now he was here. Of course he was.

“What do you want?” You ask, continuing your walk to your class.

“Who did that to you?” He asks.

“Why do you care?”

“Because you're my girlfriend. I care about your wellbeing.” He snaps.

“You didn't care about it when you were out fucking other women.” You say. “And I'm not your girlfriend.”

“It was one of those weird, motherfuckers wasn't it?” He asks.

“No, it wasn't one of those really nice, protective men.”

“Don't lie to me y/n.” He snaps. “I'll fuck them all up.”

You laugh. You laughed so hard it hurt your face. “Okay, Mark. Big tough guy now, are you?”

“I've always been tough.” He scoffs.

“Really? Is that why you pushed me and ran when you were shit talking to that guy at the bar last year?” You ask.

“That was different.”

“How? He was gonna kick your ass and you literally pushed me into him and took off. He took pity on ME.” You spit. “You no longer have an opinion on my life. Leave me alone.” You say, walking away from him and towards the door to your class. You stare at the handle of the door to your classroom. You needed to be here but fuck you didn't want to be.

You turn around, walking away from the door. It was going to be too much, you already knew it. The stares you were getting walking onto campus was already enough. You walked back towards where Felix dropped you off not long ago, seeing a familiar car sitting there.

“What are you doing here?” You ask.

“I was waiting just in case you felt like it was too much.” Seungmin says.

“You do have a sweet side, don't you?” You laugh, climbing into the car.

“Don't tell anyone.” He laughs.

You pass the house, looking over at Seungmin. “Where are we going?” You ask.

“We're going to meet the guys for lunch.” He says, keeping his eyes on the road. While you were hungry, you couldn't help but feel a little sense of annoyance. You weren't sure why, there was no reason for you to be annoyed.

Seungmin pulls into a restaurant parking lot, parking the car. The two of you walk inside, seeing the boys all smiling while sitting at the table, waving you over.

Rage.

Pure rage flowed through your body as you sat in between Han and Changbin. “Maybe tomorrow, hey?” Changbin smiles.

You force a smile back at him, but inside, it was like you were on fire. Your hand shook as you picked up your water, trying to soothe yourself.

You look around the table, looking at each man that surrounds you and you just want to swipe everything off the table and scream.

“You okay?” Han leans over to ask you, whispering in your ear, setting his arm on the table. You watch as he moves his elbow ever so slightly, clanking his knife against the plate. The sound goes straight to your head, and your rage is ready to spill out of your body.

“Yeah.” You snap. “I have to go to the bathroom.” You say. You stand up, without another word, walking to the bathroom. You headed straight for the sink, splashing water on your face. Your leg throbs in an almost unbearable pain. You lean against your hands on the counter, taking deep breaths. You look up into the mirror, gasping at your face. Your bruise was still there but your eyes were bloodshot, and your pupils were almost black.

What was happening to you?

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Finally Yours

Pairing: Kim Seungmin x Reader

Genre: Non - Idol! Au, Friends to Lovers

Warning: Smut [oral m. receiving, unprotected sex] 18+ ONLY. MINORS DNI

Summary: You've been in love with Seungmin for so long, you'd always thought there was times he felt the same but you never had the nerve to confess. Until now.

Word Count: 4,043

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“My god, there's nothing to watch.” You groan, tossing your remote onto the couch beside you. You had been flipping through the channels on your TV for what felt like hours in a desperate attempt to distract yourself but with nothing on to watch and your mind racing, it was seemingly impossible. Just as you were about to give up and go to bed, you hear your front door opening, slamming shut.

“Seungmin?” You call out. You're met with a grunt, an annoyed one at that. Seconds later he emerges from around the corner, a beer can, from your fridge in hand, sighing heavily as he sits down on the couch beside you, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Bad date?” You ask.

“Bad everything.” He sighs. “You know, I really thought that this one was going to work out… but I just can't get behind someone who wears socks with sandals. I mean, who does that?” He asks.

“Weird ass people, that's who.” You say, watching the time you didn't want to look at him. Well, you wanted to, but you worried if you did look over at him, he'd see you staring at him like you were in love with him or something, and that's what you didn't want. Because you were.

“You'd never do that, right?” He asks, looking over at you. “Wear socks with sandals? I don't think I could handle losing you like that.” He whispers.

“Gross.” You half chuckle. That was all you had. There were no other words you could use. Losing you like that? He never said losing a friend like you was that a sign? Were you overthinking things? Probably.

You quickly glance over at the handsome man sitting beside you, and your heart flutters, while the internal battle on what the fuck you were supposed to do continued.

You and Seungmin had been friends for years, while also apparently crushing on each other but the two of you just never seemed to get the timing right, nor let each other know about said crushes. You were pretty sure you were the one who fell for him first. It was a rainy afternoon a few years ago and the two of you were hanging out with mutual friends. You had looked over at him, watching him as he laughed along with friends and it was like something in your heart and mind flipped. You stopped seeing him as your best friend and started seeing him as a man, one that you wanted to have do some dirty things to you. But then you met San, and San became your boyfriend after a few dates. Even though you weren't single, your little crush on Seungmin never went away. You had heard through the grapevine that Seungmin admitted to having feelings for you while you were with San, but when the time came that the two of you had broken up, Seungmin had started dating Rachel. And it was a never ending loop of crushes happening, never at the same time and no words of admission from either of you.

Until now.

You had been internally going back and forth, like an angel and a devil fighting to decide what you were going to do. Now that things didn't work out with this girl, and you were single, you wanted to admit your feelings to him. But the fear you had of him having a change of heart, or your friendship being ruined stopped you. You had a lot of people in your life that you would be okay losing but Kim Seungmin, well he wasn't one of them.

“What are you doing tomorrow?” Seungmin asks, standing up from the couch, shuffling towards the fridge.

“I don't have any plans. Why?” You respond, knots in your stomach starting to form. You knew he wasn't about to ask you on a date, but in your mind, it was apparently a possibility.

“Chan is having people over and asked if we wanted to go.” He mentions.

Part of you feels disappointed but you knew better than to get your hopes up. It was on you.

“Yeah, Sure. Sounds fun.” You sigh.

“What's wrong?” He asks, walking back into the living room, a new beer can in his hand.

“Mhm? Oh nothing, I'm just tired.” You say, faking a yawn.

“Lay your head on my lap. I'll rub your forehead.” He smiles. “I know you like that.”

Fuck.

You did like that. But you also wished he would rub something else.

You laid down, your head resting on his lap, your face was facing the tv so he couldn't see the obvious pain that was all over. The pain of him being so sweet and kind to you, in a friendly way when you wanted him so much in an unfriendly way.

Not even just sex, you wanted to be the one he gave that smile to, the ‘I'm so in love with you’ kind of smile. You wanted to hold him, kiss him, just do those cutesy coupley things with him.

“Does that feel nice?” He asks, gently gliding his fingers through your hair. You want to moan because of how good it feels. And you don't trust your voice at this moment.

“Uh huh.” Was all you managed to squeak out of your mouth. He doesn't respond but you can feel the smile on his face radiating down to you, and you could feel it warming up your body and soul. You weren't sure when it happened, but at some point, you must have fallen asleep, as did he. When you woke up, Seungmin had fallen asleep and the two of you had somehow maneuvered into a spooning position. You were on the edge of the couch with him behind you, his cock pressing into your ass. To say it made you horny was a complete understatement. Your eyes were wide as you tried to think of how to discreetly get his arm from around you and gracefully slide off the couch.

Seungmin groans, stretching his body, pushing his cock even more into your ass. You panic, yelping before rolling forward, dropping directly to the floor.

“Ow.” You groan, picking yourself up off the floor.

“What are you doing down there?” Seungmin asks, so nonchalantly while rubbing his eyes.

“I fell.” You begin, clearing your throat. “In my dream.” You finish, standing up and dusting yourself off. You walk away listening to Seungmin laughing.

You stand in the shower, letting the water just pour down on top of you as you think about the night and morning, and if it meant anything.

“It was two friends. Two friends who fell asleep… that's all.” You groan to yourself, wiping the water away from your face. “He doesn't feel the same. You missed your window, again, y/n.” You murmur to yourself. Once the water started feeling cold, you turned it off, wrapping a towel around yourself. You were sure he had left, but that didn't matter because you were going to see him later tonight at Chan's, and you couldn't decide if you were excited or dreading it.

You opened the door, listening into the rest of the apartment. You were met with silence. Not sounds of laughter, the tv, cooking, or even snoring. You walk out of the apartment, the feeling of slight disappointment taking over you. You had genuinely hoped that he would still be here but there was also no reason for him to stay.

Again. You two were not a couple because you couldn't admit to him that you had feelings for him. And you weren't sure if you ever would.

You puttered around for the rest of the day, snacking, playing on your phone, taking a nap and tidying up a little bit until you felt like it was time to start getting ready. Chan didn't live terribly far from you so you didn't want to start too early but you also didn't want to be the first person there. That felt more like an intrusion than being a guest. You start playing your favorite music as you get yourself ready, your makeup and hair ending up just the way you like. You put on one of your favorite outfits, before heading to your fridge to take a few shots. You felt like you needed one or two to decompress your nerves. It wasn't like this was going to be your first time meeting any of them, but Seungmin had you all the way fucked up these days and it was eating away at you from the inside out. The burning in your throat was enough distraction but only for a second, until you were on your way out the door and then your mind started spinning but your nerves weren't as bad as before. You headed downstairs and into your cab, headed to Chan's house.

When you got there, you knocked on the door before just letting yourself in. You were close enough that you could walk in at any point in the day, whether he was home or not and help yourself to whatever and hangout, if you wanted to.

“Heelloooo?” You call out. You can hear chatter from the living room. You set your bag down, walking into the kitchen to grab an already mixed drink before joining the others. You smiled as you walked in, seeing your friends, but as quickly as your smile appeared, it dropped. Seungmin sat on the couch with a woman, who was sitting a little too close for comfort…for you. You had decided on the ride over that if you drank enough, you were going to fully admit your feelings to him tonight, but if he's here with that girl you probably shouldn't do that.

“Y/N!” Chan smiles, pulling you in for a hug. “I'm glad you made it.”

“Yeah.” You smile. “Me too.”

“There's my girl.” Seungmin smiles, walking over to you. He grabs your hand, pulling you to the couch. Your heart was about to beat right out of your chest. He sits down, sitting you next to him, in-between him and the girl. You took some deep breaths, taking another swig of your drink. You needed to relax. You were jumping to conclusions left and right and normally you weren't like that. You just didn't want anything to get in the way of finally confessing. It had been too many years of harboring these feelings and you needed to let them out, like tonight.

“Why did you just leave this morning?” You ask him.

He laughs. “Cause I stunk.” He says. “I needed to get home and clean myself up.” He finishes. He slouches on the couch, spreading his legs. What you wouldn't give to put his cock in your mouth right now. He pulls you back to lean against him, wrapping his arm around your shoulders, holding you close. Your breathing was heavy, your heart thumping. You really hoped he couldn't hear how hard it was pounding.

“We're just waiting on the others and then we'll play a game.” Chan says.

“What game?” The girl next to you asks. “Hopefully truth or dare.”

“We're not fucking 12, Anne.” Seungmin scoffs.

“Cards Against Humanity.” Chan announces.

“Oh shit, I love that game.” You giggle. “No one better judge me for my choices.”

“Oh I'm gonna judge the fuck out of you.” Seungmin whispers in your ear.

You almost moaned. Out loud. In front of all the people already there. You were going to start sweating. The feeling of his warm breath in your ear sent shivers down your spine. Fuck, what was he doing to you?

You had heard what he said. But your mind just continued to repeat the words, “I'm gonna fuck you.”

You would have spread your legs right then and there in front of Chan's guests, had he asked you too.

A few minutes later, Changbin, Minho, Felix, Hyunjin, Jeongin and Han walk in, and a few of their girlfriends. You and Seungmin stand up, hugging them all, saying hello before sitting back down. Chan hands out more drinks, before setting out the cards, shuffling them and dealing out everyone's cards.

“So, y/n.” Han begins. “Are you guys finally dating?” He asks, wiggling his eyebrows. Your eyes go wide. You almost choke on your drink.

You open your mouth to answer but Seungmin lets out a big laugh.

“Me? And y/n?” He laughs. “Yeah right.” He says. Your heart sinks. You feel the tears welling in your eyes. The lump in your throat gets bigger by the second. Fuck, that hurts so bad.

“y/n.” Felix whispers. He can see the hurt on your face.

“I-I'm just gonna go to the bathroom.” You murmur, getting up from your spot.

“You fucking moron.” Changbin quietly hisses to Seungmin. You can hear Seungmin call out to you but you ignore it, quickly going into the bathroom and locking the door. You sit down on the toilet, letting the tears fall from your eyes. Silently whimpering. You wanted to not let this affect you, but sometimes you just needed to cry, especially when your heart gets shattered. It was obvious he didn't feel the same way as you and now you were worried he would never get back there.

“Y/N.” You hear from the other side of the door. It's Seungmin. He bangs on the door, yelling out your name.

“Go away!” You cry.

“Open the door!” He yells, banging continuing.

“No! I need a minute.” You say. “Just leave me alone.”

“Y/N, i need to explain! Please open the door.” He yells.

Anger becomes you. You stomp towards the door, unlocking it, and ripping it open.

“Explain!?” You yell. “I got the message loud and clear. There's nothing for you to explain.” You snap.

“Yes there is!” He gasps. “You took it the wrong way!”

“You saying ‘yeah right’ about dating me, how could I possibly have taken it the wrong way?” You ask.

“I meant it like yeah right you'd ever date me.” He sighs. “Look at you! And look at me.” He says.

You roll your eyes. “Yeah, right.” You scoff. “You're like a god.” You murmur.

He smiles.

“Y/N, you're the funniest, smartest, sincerest, most beautiful woman I've ever met in my entire life. Ive spent years being so fucking in love with you but I never once thought that you would return those feelings.” He explains.

“You've been in love with me? For years?” You ask.

He nods his head.

“I've been in love with you for years… I was planning to confess… tonight.” you sniffle.

“Shut the fuck up.” He laughs. “I was going to confess tonight.”

“No you were not.” You laugh.

“I was. So here it goes.” He sighs. “L/N Y/N. I've been in love with you since I first met you. Your smile, your eyes, your heart continue to make me fall for you more and more everyday. Would you be my girlfriend?” He asks with a big smile.

You're about to go off on him but his hand slides to your cheek, he pushes you back into the bathroom, pinning you against the wall before he kisses you. It’s hard and passionate, his lips moving against yours. You move your hands to wrap around him, holding him closer.

The kiss was better than anything you could have ever imagined, the chemistry that you felt between the two of you was the strongest that you'd ever felt.

Seungmin pulls himself away from you, breaking the kiss. He grins at you, running his finger along the bottom of your lip.

“You're so beautiful.” He whispers. The butterflies swirled in your stomach. You were a giggling mess.

“Should we go back to the group?” You ask. He nods his head, intertwining his fingers with yours as he pulls you from the bathroom.

“Come on, girlfriend.” He whispers in your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

“Let's go, boyfriend.” You murmur. You were on top of the world and nothing was going to bring you down.

“You okay, y/n?” Chan asks before noticing the two of you were holding hands. “Wait… are you two…?” He pauses.

“Yes, yes we are.” You grin.

Your friends all cheer, congratulating you all on the exciting news.

Changbin clears his throat, looking around the room. “Can we get this fucking game started now!?”

***

A few days later, you and Seungmin had been almost inseparable. You spent the last few days making out, cuddling and doing a lot of heavy petting. The one thing the two of you hadn't done yet was fuck. You had wanted too, on more than one occasion, it had been something you thought about for a long time but when it actually came down to it, it made you nervous. It was the realness of the whole thing. He was your friend for so long and now he was your boyfriend and that honestly shocked you.

He had planned a night for the two of you at his place. He didn't tell you much but just to look nice and what time to show up. You planned a little something of your own too, putting on a sexy little piece of lingerie under your outfit and right now, you couldn't wait for him to take it off of you.

You opened the front door to Seungmin's place, a delicious smell wafting into your nose. The lights were dimmed down low, the glow of candle light guided your way inside.

“Seungmin?” You call out.

“In here, baby.” He yells from the living room. Your stomach twists and turns with excitement instead of nerves. You had decided to pass on the clothes, instead wearing your sexy little piece of lingerie that accentuates your breasts and your body under a long jacket.

“Hi.” You smile, standing a few feet from him.

“Hi gorgeous.” He grins. “Aren't you going to come give me a kiss?” He asks.

You shake your head. He looks at you, raising one eyebrow. “Oh?” He murmurs, starting to walk towards you.

You hold your hand out. “Stop.” You say. Your voice shakes. “I have a surprise for you.”

“For me?” He asks.

You watch him as you begin untying your jacket, looking away as you drop it to the floor, revealing the surprise.

“Oh… my… fuck.” He groans.

“You like it?” You ask, biting your lip.

“No, I do not like it.” He says. “I fucking love it.” He groans.

He doesn't say anything but instead walks towards you, grabbing your hand, pulling you to the bedroom, making you giggle.

“What about dinner?” You laugh.

“Fuck dinner. I want you more.” He says, pulling you into his room. “I can't wait any longer.”

Something comes over you, maybe the fact that you'd wanted this for so long. You grab his shoulders, pushing him down onto the bed. He props himself up on his elbows, smiling widely as he watches you walk towards him. You crawl onto the bed, getting straight to the point. You began unbuttoning his pants, pulling them and his boxers off his body with his help, letting his cock spring free.

“What are you gonna do, baby?” He asks you.

“First, I'm gonna wrap my lips around your cock.” You whisper, trailing the tip of your tongue around the tip of his cock. Seungmin gasps as you wrap your hand around his shaft, gently and slowly stroking him as you close your mouth around his tip.

“Fuck.” He hisses. “Watching you suck my cock, is one of the hottest things I've ever seen.” He groans, throwing his head back. You move your hand, slowly taking more of him in your mouth, letting his cock slide down your throat. You begin to pick up your pace, moving your tongue around while you let him throat fuck you.

“Stop, stop.” He gasps. You sit up, wiping the spit and cum from your mouth.

“What's wrong?” You ask?

“I'm gonna cum, and that can't happen. Not yet at least.” He says. He sits up, pulling you towards him. Seungmin pulls down your top, letting your tits fall out. He groans as he grabs them, holding them in his hands. He sucks your nipple, gently nipping it with his teeth before moving to the next one. You can feel your pussy getting wetter the more his hands are groping you. They're trailing up and down your body, feeling and loving on every single part of you. He pulls your head in for a kiss, sliding his tongue into your mouth, his hands having moved back to your tits.

“I wanna fuck you so bad.” He groans.

“Do it then.” You moan. “Fuck me.”

He pushes you off of him, your face down on the mattress. He pulls your ass up, you spread your legs. You're panting as he positions himself behind you. You want to feel him in you so badly. You can feel the tip of his cock pressing against your hole as he slowly pushes himself into you. You gasp as your pussy stretches out, Seungmin moaning behind you while you squeeze yourself around him.

“Fuck, You feel so good around my cock, sweetheart.” He murmurs, his hands gripping your hips tightly. He pulls himself out of you, slowly sliding back in, teasing you, making you want so much more.

“Please.” You whine. “Harder. Faster.” You gasp. Seungmin tightens his grip, slamming his cock into you.

“Like that? You want it like that baby girl?” He grunts, ramming into you over and over again.

“Yes… fuck… just like that.” You moan. You squeeze your eyes closed, reaching underneath you to rub your clit. The tips of your fingers just grazing your bud, matching the rhythm of his thrusts. You can feel your orgasm building faster and faster with each thrust of his, it felt so fucking good.

“I love that no one else has seen you like this baby.” He groans. “They don't get to have you like this, but I do.”

“Yes… just you, fuck.” You cry out, rubbing your clit faster.

“Cum baby, cum for me.” He moans, digging his fingers into you harder, fucking you harder.

You cry out as your orgasm washes over you, your body jolting as the pleasure spreads across your body. Your chest is heaving as Seungmin continues to fuck you, chasing his own orgasm. It doesn't take him long to cum, spilling his seed into you, coating your walls. He takes a few seconds, trying to catch his breath before he pulls his cock out of you, collapsing on the bed beside you. He smiles at you before grabbing your hand, helping you up, pulling you towards the bathroom. Seungmin starts the shower, helping you out of your outfit and the two of you hop into the shower. You stand there enjoying the feeling of his hands rubbing your body, washing you.

“Shit, your food.” You gasp, turning around to face him. “It's probably not very edible now.” You murmur, your stomach growling.

“I told you baby, fuck the food.” He laughs. “When we get out I'll order us something.” He says, rinsing off your body.

He got out of the shower first. “Stay in the warm water, I'll be right back.” He says, leaving the bathroom. You stand there for a moment, until you hear the door open again.

“Okay, you can come out now.” He says. You can hear the excitement in his voice. You turned off the water, opening the curtain, seeing Seungmin standing there holding up a fuzzy robe in your favorite color. “I got this a while ago… in case I ever confessed to you.” He smiles. Your heart melted as you stepped out of the shower and he wrapped it around you. He leads you to the living room, sitting on the couch with him, while he orders food for the two of you. You're snuggled up, looking over at him, and he looks at you and smiles. You're filled with nothing but just pure love for the man that you wished you had, and was now finally yours.

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Whispers Of The Night (4)

Pairing: Stray Kids x Reader

Genre: Vampire! Au, College! Au

Warning: Not much, next chapter will be smut. This is an 18+ ONLY story; MDNI

Summary: You just want to live a happy life, but currently, that wasn't happening. It's not until you meet 8 strangers who turn your life upside down and you discover what they are.

Word Count: 2.3k

A/N: as always, thank you @skzdust for putting up with me sending you paragraphs all the time and giving input. I'd be lost without you!

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“I was…there…then…Jeongin…” you mumble to yourself, pacing around your room. “And then I was here. Ugh!” You groan, throwing your hands up in the air. You distinctly remembered standing on the front porch with Jeongin, staring into his eyes, but why were you staring into his eyes? What happened after? How can you not remember the rest of the night? Did you black out? Can weed even make you blackout? No, you were sure that wasn't even a possible thing.

There was only one thing you could possibly do. Confront Jeongin. You skipped getting dressed, leaving your room in your sleep shorts and tank top, practically stomping down the stairs.

“Jeongin!” You yell, stopping in the kitchen. You look around, seeing him standing in the living room, alone, like a deer in headlights. “You!” You yell, stomping towards him.

“Yes?” He asks, smiling sweetly.

“What did you do to me last night?” You asked.

“What are you talking about?” He chuckles.

“We were standing on the porch, I remember staring into your eyes… then I woke up in my bed this morning.” You say, crossing your arms.

“Yeah? You were talking to me, absolute gibberish by the way, and then you just, like, passed out.” He explains. “So I took you upstairs and put you to bed.” He says, shrugging his shoulders.

“I don't remember that.” You say.

“You were pretty high.” He laughs.

You never lost your memory from smoking weed, but to be fair it had been quite a while since you'd smoked so maybe it was because your body wasn't used to it anymore.

“Huh.” You murmur. You weren't sure if he believed him, but you'd accept it, for now. “Okay. Thanks.” You finish, turning around to walk away.

You headed back upstairs to get dressed for the day, needing to get to the library to study for your upcoming test. You needed the quiet. You had tried to study at the house the other day, but watching those 8 men walk around the house, sometimes shirtless, was extremely distracting.

Thankfully, there weren't many people in the library. You picked a table out of the way, setting up your laptop. You pulled out your headphones, your phone and your textbook, ready to get to work. You were going to fail this exam, you just knew it. You desperately needed to study. And you tried. But your brain could not stop racing about the men who you lived with. There was something off about them, their pale skin, piercing eyes, extreme strength. Not to mention they're much more rowdy at night time, and the fact that you had never seen them eat a single thing. Your mind immediately goes to vampires, but that couldn't be right. There's no way that vampires could be a thing right now and no one was talking about it.

With your brain spinning, you closed the empty Google docs tab, and instead opened up Google. Your fingers hovered over the keyboard as you heavily debated on whether or not you should actually type the word into the search engine. You felt stupid thinking that they could be vampires, but that was the only plausible explanation for the weirdness that was in that house. Taking a deep breath, you typed it in, and more information that you expected popped up within seconds. You clicked the first link, scanning the page, but it didn't give you much. You scrolled through a few other pages but there was nothing that hadn't been talked about before, until, you were just about to exit the page you were on when a single word caught your eye.

Compulsion.

Just as you were about to read more, a familiar voice calls out to you. “Y/N. Why are you reading about vampires?” He says. You quickly close your laptop, turning around to see Mark standing there.

“What do you want?” You ask, pinching the bridge of your nose.

“Why are you googling vampires?” He asks, pulling a chair out from the table to sit with you.

“Why are you sitting at my table? And why do you care?” You sigh.

“Because I love you. And I want to get you back. So I figured I'd take interest in your interests.” He grins.

“It's a little too late for that, Mark. I'm going to tell you right now, I won't ever be getting back together with you.” You laugh. “That's so far off the table, it's burning in hell. Now go away.”

“Y/N, come on.” He sighs. “There has to be something I can do to make you trust me again.”

“There's nothing you can do. I don't want you anymore. I'm not sure why you can't get that through your thick fucking skull.” You half yell. You can hear people turning in their chairs to look at you. You let out a breath, trying to calm yourself down. “Look, Mark. We tried, and it didn't work out. You're not ready for a relationship because you can't be faithful. So stop it and leave me alone.” You finish, starting to pack up your belongings.

Mark mutters swear words under his breath. “Y/N..” He starts. You ignore him, continuing to finish packing your things. “Y/N, stop.” He says. “Fuck, I asked you to stop.” He shouts, grabbing your arm. You stare at him, your eyes darting between his hand on your arm and him.

Before you can tell him to release you, you feel someone standing beside you. You look up, seeing Hyunjin standing there, clenching his jaw. “If you want to keep that arm, you better fucking let go of her.” He snaps.

“Oh yeah? She's my girlfriend, I can do whatever the fuck I want.” Mark says, standing up, his hand still on your arm.

Hyunjin laughs. “She's not your girlfriend. You fucked that up, so like I said. Let go of her, before you're down a girlfriend and a fucking arm.”

“Am I supposed to be scared of you, pretty boy?” Mark laughs, looking between you and Hyunjin.

“If I were you..” Hyunjin begins in a whisper. “I'd be fucking petrified.”

“Such bullshit.” Mark grunts, letting go of your arm. “I'll be back!” He yells, pointing to you before walking off.

“Thanks.” You say to Hyunjin, grabbing your bag.

“Can I take you home?” He asks.

You wanted to say yes, but you didn't want to accidentally blurt out what you were thinking or what you had been researching. Not until you read everything you could possibly find, and not until you felt sure of your findings. You can't accuse people of being vampires and not have the information to back up your claims. What if they laughed at you because it wasn't true? So embarrassing.

You contemplated the world you lived in on your way home. Could you really live in a world where vampires exist and no one knows about them? That's one part that was mind boggling to you. Did other supernatural creatures also exist? Werewolves? Mermaids? Your mind was racing with all sorts of thoughts, you hadn't realized that you already had made it home. You stood outside the door, part of you felt a little scared to go inside

but the other part of you didn't care. They were kind to you, they housed you, fed you. They took care of you and protected you. None of them had ever given you a reason not to trust them but you were just so curious about what they were hiding. It had to be that.

You walked into the quiet house, they must all be out. You walk through the living room, stopping in front of a door you've passed countless times but never had been through. You were always curious about what was in the room. You were all alone, so why not? You place your hand on the knob, slowly turning it to open. You pull the door, when suddenly there's a hand on the door, slamming it shut. You jump back, looking at Minho, who stands there, looking angry.

“No.” He deadpans.

“Oh. Is that…” you trail off.

“It's just off limits.” he says.

“I didn't know.” You murmur.

“Now you do.” He smiles, moving his hand and walking away.

You swore no one was here. He came out of nowhere. You take your things, going back upstairs to your room. Settling down on your bed, you pull out your laptop, the page loading to the one you were on before Mark so rudely interrupted you.

“Compulsion” you read. “the ability of vampires to control the minds of others, often through eye contact. Compelled beings typically follow the vampire's instructions, which can include erasing memories, developing new skills, or creating new personalities.”

You sit back. Staring at the wall. Breathing. “Erasing memories.” You whisper to yourself. Was that what Jeongin did to you? Did he erase your memory of that night? Did something happen that could have outed him? You turned your computer around, laying down on your stomach, determined to do more research on the subject as a whole. Hours pass as you click link, after link, after link. Finally you ended up on a blog page called “Just Vampire Things.” The entire thing was clearly not a legit page, it was cutesy, colorful and honestly not very vampirey. You were giggling at the photos as you scrolled down, now more so just enjoying the obvious photoshopped pictures, until you got to the writing.

“How to kill a vampire.” You whisper. “What the…” you pause, reading a little more. “This page is for vampire hunters, learning how to kill vampires. First you need a sharp oak steak.” You rolled your eyes and as you were about to close the page, your bedroom door burst open, with Changbin skipping into your room.

“How to kill a…” he trails off. He looks at you, worriedly before cracking a big smile. “Are you reading Just Vampire Things?” He laughs. You close your laptop.

“What do you need, world's worst barista?” You ask.

He puts his hand over his heart. “Ouch.” He hisses. “You hurt me. Right there, y/n.” He says, patting his chest. “A few of us have to go out, but there's stuff in the fridge for dinner. Help yourself to whatever.” He says, walking out of your room. You crawl off your bed, heading down into the kitchen quietly. You had thought they all left, but it wasn't until you heard whispers in the living room did you realize that you weren't alone.

“I don't know, Chan.” You hear Jeongin sigh. “I feel like shit. I lied to her, and I don't like it. I don't want her to be mad at me. She saw the blood around my mouth… I panicked.” He says.

“Listen, it will all come out in time. But she just got here. We can't bombard her with all this information right off the bat. She'll run so fucking fast. And that's the last thing any of us want, right?” Chan says.

“No.” Jeongin sighs. “None of us want her to leave.”

“We'll tell her everything. Okay? Just be patient. I gotta go meet the others, just stick to the plan for now.” Chan finishes. You hear the front door closed, and Jeongin letting out a sigh of relief. You don't hear anything else. You walk to the living room quietly, looking around. Jeongin isn't there. Your eyes land on the door again. Them telling you it's off limits only makes you want to go down there even more. You look around one more time, double checking to make sure that he wasn't around. Once you felt like it was safe you quickly and quietly wrapped your hand around the door knob, slowly turning it, pulling it open. You see a set of stairs, leading down into the dark. A strong metallic smell hits your nose, making you nauseous. Your stomach twists as you lift your leg, preparing to take the first step down into the dark. Before you can, you're pushed out of the way, and the door is slammed shut. Jeongin grabs your shoulders, pushing you against the door.

“I thought you were told his room was off limits?” He breathes.

“I didn't think anyone was home.” You whisper.

“You're never here alone, y/n.” He says. “When we tell you something, it's because we're protecting you.”

“Were you protecting me when you compelled me?” You blurt out. Jeongin's eyes go wide.

“I don't know what you're talking about.” He says.

“Don’t lie to me.” You hiss, avoiding eye contact. “I heard you talking to Chan. All of you are hiding something from me and I know what it is.” You say.

“Y/N, you need to stop. You don't know what you're talking about.” Jeongin says. “Look at me.”

“No.” You say, looking away.

“Y/N, look at me.” He says again.

This time you don't answer. But you also don't look at him.

“You're going to do it again.” You finally whisper.

Jeongin grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him. “I'm sorry.” He whispers. “There's things we need to talk about of course. And that's one of them. But I swear to you, it won't happen again.” He says.

You look him in the eyes, seeing the sincerity in them. Your eyes scan his face, your body heats up. Fuck. You want him. You know you shouldn't but how could you not? Your mouth parts slightly as you stare into his eyes.

He takes a deep breath. Smirking slightly before he leans forward. He looks to you for approval, you nod your head and he crashes his lips to yours. You've wanted this, from any of them since the day you met them. He slips his tongue into your mouth, while effortlessly lifting you to wrap your legs around his waist. He carries you up the stairs, to what you can only assume is his room, that's never used, never once breaking the kiss. He stands at the foot of his bed, gently tossing you down. You look up at him, biting your lip, while he stares down at you.

“You sure you want this baby girl?” He asks.

You grin as you nod your head.

“Fuck, yes.”