#new disgusted hyunjin faces unlocked

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not hyunjin going “ow.. eww” when they had a staring contest 🤣

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Stray Kids Reaction to getting caught by a member in the act.

Warning ⚠️: this is smut also I am going to include Jeongin because he’s already turned 19 (he turned 19 in February).

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Bang Chan

He’s a busy guy and maintaining a relationship with you is hard. So when you guys get free time together it’s honestly such a blessing. Today was that day. You came over midday to bring some lunch for the boys who were hard at practise. And after a while, some of them decided to go to the arcade and the others stayed in the studio. So Chan took this opportunity to steal you away to spend some time together.

You guys were just enjoying each other’s presence while watching some tv and just talking but one kiss led to another and you were being carried by Chan to his bed whilst sucking on his soft skin.

“Babygirl, remember no marks, I still have promotions.”

“Well then I guess you will need to punish me” you whisper while looking at a red patch on his neck that is already turning darker.

Chan then lowers himself and positioned him between yours legs. Teasingly, he peels off your panties and the cold air hitting your wetness makes your moan.

“Please Chan. Do something.”

He beings to eat you out. He sucks and nips at your clit enjoying the way you squirm and whimper under him. But a couple minutes into this.

“Changbin messed up the wires in the studio-“ Jisung bursts in. “.. again”. He’s wide-eyed at the sight. Your naked form arching and responsive to Chans touch. His face buried in-between your legs with his strong arms pinning down your hips. Chan looks up threatening and Jisung takes his leave out the door.

“You ok y/n?” Chan asked with a sigh and he would not continue. Chan always forgets about his job and stress during intimacy and Jisung bursting in would ruin the mood for him. He would help you get dressed before helping Jisung and Changbin with the wires. Of course he would talk to Jisung about what he saw and would make sure he locks the door next time.

Lee Minho

You were in Minho’s shared room and the boys left to give you guys some well-deserved privacy. You are sitting on his lap and hungrily kissing each other. With the TV still on and too preoccupied with each other, you guys did not realise that Felix and Jeongin didn’t get the memo and kept playing video games in their rooms.

“I want you so bad” Minho says whilst nipping at your collarbone.

You tug at his shirt and he quickly complies. His hands also roam your naked half and now fighting for dominance you kick off your jeans and peel off his sweat pants.

“I finally have you all to myself” you say whilst he flips you under him. His heart flips when he hears your possessiveness. He pushes a finger in and relishes in your responsiveness to his touch.

“So fucking tight. Has it really been that long?”

“Please” He smiles and grabs a condom from the night stand. You feel him teasing your entrance before slowly pushing in. Both moaning at the closeness.

“Hold on baby” he warnes and before you realise it he’s pounding into you and your legs try to hold on to his hips. He rests your left leg on his shoulder and maintains his fast speed. Your moans are partially drowned out by the TV but Jeongin and Felix are concerned, thinking maybe you were crying. So they burst in without knocking and panic at the sight of your fucked out face and Minho pounding your body.

“Get the fuck out” Minho growls whilst buried in you and pulling the blanket on your form to protect you from their view. The boys gulp and run out the dorm, traumatised.

You were dazed from being fucked so you don’t fully comprehend what happened but Minho would continue fucking and probably be glad when he hears the boys slamming the front door. He would be salty like very upset because he thought that they definitely heard you and thought they wanted to see you guys fuck. He would not buy the excuses and you would need to reassure him.

Seo Changbin

It is 10pm and you and changbin are alone in the recording studio. You were sitting on the couch and on your phone waiting for changbin to finish so you guys can go back to the dorm. You love changbin with all your heart but he can be so stubborn.

“Just leave it overnight so you can get some new ideas tomorrow.” You try to convince him.

“But this isn’t perfect.” His frustration apparent.

You go over to him and start kissing his neck.

“Baby. Is you rest now you will think better later” he always listened to your advice and it was probably something the boys loved you for. He turns around and pulls you on his lap.

“I’m sorry for neglecting you baby” he whispered.

“You’re not though.” Reassuring him.

Your light grinding turns him on and before you know it, you feel him poking your inner thigh.

His chair was very expensive so he didn’t really want to get it dirty. So he carries you to the couch you were just on and position you on top of him.

“Ride me Jagi, I know you want it.” The thrill of fucking in the studio was always something you wanted to do. Him focusing on music producing was so attractive in your eyes.

Both of you are still clothed, because you can’t be fucked to get dressed after. So you take off your panties and push your skirt up whilst he pushes down his sweat pants to expose his member standing straight up.

You’re on birth control so it’s not your first time doing it raw. You line up your entrance and sink down deliciously down on his member. He throws his head back at your tight wet walls and let you bounce on him. His hand rests on your hips and guide your movements whilst trusting up.

Chan walks down the hallway of the studio intending to tell Changbin to take a break and go back to the dorm. But he walks in out you riding him and he is fed up. Poor Chan just wanted you guys to rest and he is low-key disjusted.

You and Changbin were embarrassed. You buried your head in his neck and sit there with his hardness still in you. You guys end up stopping but your blow him so that he can relieve himself and you guys would sneak back into the dorm and ignoring the disappointment from Chan.

Hwang Hyunjin

Hyunjin comes over to your shared apartment at around 4pm after his training on Friday. They just finished promotions and JYP gave them the weekend off to just chill. So Hyunjin takes this opportunity to spend the night at your apartment which is only around 20 minutes away from their dorm. So Hyunjin picks up some snacks at the store and you prep the movie and game night.

Its around 5 and Hyunjin realises he forgot his phone charger. He texts Seungmin and asks if they could deliver it to him when they go out to eat tonight. Seungmin texts back that they will go out to a resturant near your apartment soon but it quickly slips his mind when you start blowing Hyunjin on the couch.

Your warm mouth wrap around him and slowly bob your head. Hyunjin fed up by this takes control.

“So this is how you want to play Jagi” He flips you on your hands and knees and pulls down your sweat pants.

“Take off your shirt” hyunjin growls and you quickly take off his shirt you were wearing.

“No bra? My baby was ready for me”.

“Please fuck me”

He is stark naked and rips the condom wrapper with his teeth before rolling it on. Hyunjin gropes your ass and teasingly stroking your lips. Groaning out of frustration Hyunjin takes the hint and thrusts his length in fully. It takes you time to adjust but Hyunjin begins movement quickly. Your hands are fisting the couch but the fabric keeps slipping so you end up strugglingly to take the pleasure.

However, the jingling from the spare key Hyunjin gave Chan unlocks the front door and Seungmin enters with Hyunjin’s phone charger. The sight makes seungmin scream which catches hyunjins attention and he shields your vulnerability from Seungmin. But seung already dropped the charger and quickly exited.

Hyunjin would want to continue fucking you but would make sure you were confortable and would be glad that it was only Seungmin that caught him because he wouldn’t tell the other members.

Han Jisung

Jisung was practising his dance in the dance studio and you would visit him and watch him dance while he messes around. This time he would want you to dance with him and hold your waist as you guys joked around.

“Baby lets pretend like we are rich!” And so he would hold your waist and ballroom dance. But the close proximity would have both of you guys flustered.

You were pressed against him and his lips attaching on your neck. Your moan hungers him more and so you end up turning around and pressing your lips against him. Both of you fight for dominance and you win briefly scoring your tongue to roam his mouth but when you break away slightly, his tongue starts dominating your mouth. His hard on is pressed against your stomach so you break away and lower yourself whilst staring right at him. You knew he had a thing for you on your knees so you look this time to slowly untangle the straps to his sweatpants and free his member.

You take it into your soft hands and start tracing his veins. Jisung is a mess and he feels like his knees are going to fail him anytime. You start with kitten licks on his tip whilst stroking his base. This frustrates him because he knows from experience that you’re going to drag him out. So when you wrap your lips around him, he takes control and pushes himself in, resting his hands on the back of your head.

“I know you can take me like a good girl.”

And with that you gag when his tip hits the back of your throat roughly. Changbin enters the dance room bored without thinking about knocking and is disgusted at the sight. Jisung scrambles to pull his pants up and you standup and brush yourself. But Changbin closes the door and like chan just wants to erase that memory.

Jisung would be hysterical because he would be sooo embarrassed that his hyung saw this side of him and would not continue and would take sometime for sex to return to normal.

Lee Felix

Felix is a little weird. He’s shy but confident at the same time. So when you guys are playing games in the living room of the dorm at 4am and the other boys are in deep sleep it was a risky situation to fuck.

But that was the exact situation you were in. Felix kissing your jaw whilst fondling your breasts in his small hands. He is topless whilst you’re naked and he positions you on top of him. You’re confused by this because he still has his shorts on.

“Ride my thigh.” You begin to rock your body back and form and his hands are focused on your breasts. He enjoyed seeing how affected you were when he pinched your nipple or flexed his thigh.

But what he enjoyed most was when he edged you.

As you feel your orgasm creep up and Felix knows, he notices the way your legs twitch and close and how your hands grip onto anything you could. So Felix lifts you up and flips you on your back. Whilst he pulls down his shorts and rolls on your condom.

“I was so close why did you stop me” you whisper loudly angry and with tears in your eyes.

“To prepare you for this” Felix answers and he thrusts his wrapped member around you.

You bit your hand to prevent screaming and he maintains a slow and steady pace. It’s slow enough for you to beg for more but fast enough to feel the pleasure.

Except as you feel like you were about to come, Hyunjin walks to the kitchen to get himself a glass of water. He doesn’t hear you and you don’t hear him but when he walks into the living room to see how you were still awake. But poor boy almost drops his water as he walks in on you guys. You see him first because Felix’s back is to him. But you yell out and pull the blanket over you guys. Hyunjin would kind of just stand there and swear at you guys.

“Why the Fuck would you do this not the couch. We live here and use this couch.” Hyunjin would yell. Felix wouldn’t respond and just wrap both of you up.

“Go back to bed” Felix would angrily exclaim. Felix would be too shy to continue and would try to sleep it off.

Kim Seungmin

You are over at the dorm with Seungmin with the other boys still in the dorm. You guys have never had an issue with the boys because they always respected your time with Seungmin. You guys have had sex in the dorm with the boys before and they have never found out. Today was even better because Chan, Changbin, Jisung and hyunjin and Felix were in the studio working on a rap. So there weren’t many boys to disrupt you guys.

At first you were listening to Seungmin’s struggles with the new comeback and how stressed and empty he has been feeling recently.

“You are enough Seungmin. You always have been” you tell him to his face as you both sit on the bed. Seungmin feels his heart melting at your words. He always felt safe and happy with you.

“Thank you Jagi. I really needed that” You peck his lips softly and Seungmin grabs your face with his hands and returns with a deeper kiss. The kiss intensifies and he lays on top of you.The sensual feeling of his hands roaming your body and worshipping you like a doll had you so needy.

“Seungmin” you gasp rather loudly. He looks up and smiles at your fucked out expression. He prefers cute and caring girls but accompanying that he also has a corruption kink. So you being so pure usually but also being so needy in that moment gets him hard.

He teasingly strips you down naked and enjoy the sight of your needy expression. You sit up to kiss him and tug at his shirt and he takes it off. You run you hand down his v-line admiring his body. When seungmin takes off his pants, you position yourself on top and seung grabs a condom. You take the condom and put it on his member for him. Doing so drove him absolutely crazy.

“Use me Jagi” seungmin whispered. And without another second you line yourself but the moment you sink down on his dick. Minho bursts in-

“Have you seen Soonie? The orange one..” He stops when he looks at both of your naked forms. Seungmin quickly grabs the blanket to cover you but Minho spots soonie in the corner.

“I can’t believe my cat saw you fucking. You guys are disgusting” he would say jokingly but also dying on the inside from the sight he saw. Seungmin you probably put on a movie and snuggle with you to get both your mind off it and might laugh if off.

Yang Jeongin

You just got back to the dorm from shopping with Jeongin. Today was a free day and all the others went out either shopping or eating or playing. So when you guys got back to an empty dorm after you both teased each other in public, Jeongin would pounce on you. You guys would be kissing hungrily before he pushed you on to the bed.

“You thought you could be a fucking tease today and get away with it” he growled. And takes off your bra.

“So now you’re silent.” He laughs.

You decided to be more of a brat, “then show me.” And you wrestle his shirt off before licking a strip up his abs. Pushing you on the bed he removes your skirt and roughly pushes 2 fingers in.

“So wet baby. Did I do this” you nod finally succumbing to obedience. He fingers you to the point where his other hand had to press your stomach down to continue fingering you. You feel your orgasm crash over you. Your legs shaking and your hair messed around his pillow whilst you pant. Cheeks flushed, Jeongin would be so needy to fuck you roughly.He rolls on a condom whilst you calm down.

“You ok for my to continue” Jeongin asks still willing to show his soft side to you.

After you give your affirmative, he thrusts into you with your legs still shaking from that orgasm. Jeongin knows that you’re over stimulated and he loves how tight you are. As your nails dig into his shoulders to try to stop your body bouncing at every rough and fast thrust. Jeongin looks at your exposed neck and lightly wraps around your neck. This makes you moan louder and Jeongin would smirk at this.

“What a dirty girl, you’re tighter after I choked you”

“Im not” you say back.

But what you guys don’t know is that Cham came back with Jisung after grocery shopping. And they hear bed sqeaking and realise that it was jeongin and you.

“Should we-“ Jisung asked.

“Nah lets just pretend we didn’t hear this” and would leave the dorm with the bags and wait in the car. Poor Jisung.

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You Decorate for the Holidays with Stray Kids

Pairings: Platonic! ot8 x gn! reader

Word count: 3.2 k

You gave a happy wave to the person at the desk before you headed to the elevator to head up to the floor where the boys lived. Your arms were laden with bags full of holiday related goodies and decorations and you had to use your elbow to bump the correct button.

It wasn’t long until you were at the door to the boy’s dorm and pushed your elbow onto the door bell. You waited for a minute, and upon nobody coming out, pushed the door bell again, this time a bit longer. “Yo let me in!” you shouted at the door, “my fingers are about to fall off!” that seemed to do the trick as a moment later the door swung open.

“Ah sorry, just woke up!” Jeongin apologized as he let you into the dorm. You took note of his messy hair and agreed that he looked like he just woke up.

“It’s past noon!” you scolded, though, you weren’t too shocked. Knowing the boys and their sleeping schedule (moreof, lack of sleeping schedule), this wasn’t the first time you’ve come over in the afternoon and hardly anyone was awake. It was why you never stopped by in the morning anymore.

“What did you bring?” he asked as he took one of the bags from your grasp and brought it to the living room.

“Holiday decorations!” you smiled brightly in response as you dropped the bags in front of the couch.

There was a moment of silence as Jeongin thought about what today was, “it’s barely December!”

“And I refuse to let you all miss out on the holiday cheer,” you answered firmly.

“I’ve already heard Hyunjin play Mariah Carey 6 times.” The blue haired boy muttered under his breath.

“Is everyone else still asleep?” you couldn’t help but ask.

“Chan is, I think Changbin and Minho went to work out. Felix, Seungmin, and Jisung are getting lunch, and Hyunjin is in his room.”

“And he made you answer the door?” you quirked an eyebrow at the youngest member of Stray Kids who was still cutely rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He gave a nod of affirmation and you promptly shouted, “Hwang Hyunjin get your butt out here!”

He poked his blond head out from behind the door and his face morphed into a grin, “hey!” he bounded out of his room and wrapped you in a hug, which you eagerly reciprocated. “I didn’t know you were coming over!”

“I literally texted the group chat.” You deadpanned, still mildly annoyed that he made Jeongin climb out of bed to answer the door.

“Oops.”

“Anywho, I noticed you haven’t started decorating,” you frowned as you gestured to the dorm bare of decorations.

“Yeah,” he replied with a sheepish smile, “haven’t got the chance.”

“Well we’re doing it now!” you told him excitedly and gestured to the bags of decorations you brought over.

“Oh my gosh yes!” he screamed wih more excitement than you.

There was a flopping sound and the two of you turned to see Jeongin collapse on the couch, “too tired.” He muttered.

“You literally just woke up,” you pouted in response.

Hyunjin waved him aside, “I’ll grab my phone and we can play christmas music as we set things up.” He then rushed over to the bags of stuff, “I think we have some other christmas decorations stored somewhere,” he thought aloud before rushing off to another part of the dorm without even touching what you had brought.

There was the sound of the door unlocking and you looked over to see Seungmin entering the dorm. “Hi!” you gave an eager wave and his face broke into a smile.

“Hi (y/n)!” he returned your wave excitedly as he kicked off his shoes and came to you with open arms for a hug.

“(y/n)’s here?” you heard Felix’s voice and saw him and Jisung pop their heads out from behind Seungmin. Their faces both broke into grins and they gave you their own greetings.

“I texted the group chat,” you took your phone out and gave a little wave to prove your point, “do none of you read your texts?”

“I saw it!” Jisung waved his hand around as he shrugged off his coat.

Felix let out a flustered sound, “I saw it too! I just didn’t realize you were already here.” His voice faded as he pulled you in for a hug in greeting.

“Well I’m here now!” you smiled brightly as you hugged him back.

“I found so-wah!” Hyunjin’s yell took everyone’s attention as he tripped over what seemed to be nothing and dropped the boxes with a loud crash.

You let out a worried sound as you ran over to him, Felix right beside you while Jisung and Jeongin cackled with laughter, “are you okay?” you asked him as he got back to his feet.

“All good!” he responded with a thumbs up.

There was the sound of a door opening and you looked up to see Chris sleepily staring at what was happening outside of his door. His hair was a mess and it was obvious by the way he could barely open his eyes that he just woke up, “what broke?”

“Nothing!” Hyunjin hastily responded as he stacked the boxes back on top of each other. “Everything’s fine!” Chris blankly stared at Hyunjin for a couple more moments.

“Don’t worry about it!” you reassured the leader, “I’ll make sure they don’t break anything. Get the sleep,” you shooed him back into his room, he looked like he needed it. Chris continued to stare blankly before he gave a nod and turned back to his room, shutting it behind him.

“So I found a christmas tree.” Hyunjin broke the silence and Felix grabbed one of the boxes and brought it to the living room where the other decorations were.

“Are these all the decorations you own?” Seungmin asked as he pulled items out of the bags you brought, “what about your own apartment?”

“It gives me more reason to hang out with you guys, right?” you grinned as you dodged the question. They’d probably throw a fit if they knew you went out and specifically bought decorations for them to use.

“I’m always happy when you hang out with us!” Felix smiled sweetly at you.

“Me too!” Jisung shouted as he wrapped you in a back hug while Seungmin, Jeongin, and Hyunjin nodded in agreeance.

“Well I’m always happy to hang out with you too! So it’s a win-win!” you then saw Hyunjin pull out the christmas tree and couldn’t help but give it a disappointed look, “that’s your christmas tree?” he set it down onto the ground and fluffed the branches a bit. “It makes Changbin look like a giant!” Hyunjin and Jisung let out snorts of laughter as you looked at the tree that was barely as tall as the blond siting down next to it.

“It’s cute!” Seungmin disagreed and gave the tree a gentle pat.

“Good thing I didn’t bring any ornaments.” You noted.

“Whatever this is, I like it,” Jisung declared as he pulled out the tinsel garland from your bag and wrapped it around his neck like an overlong scarf.

“You look good!” you agreed and gave him a thumbs up. You pulled out some of the temporary hooks from your bag and handed them to Hyunjin, “you’re tall. Hang these up so we can put up lights.”

He nodded as he took the package from your grasp and worked on opening them. “Are these brand new?” he questioned as he struggled with the plastic packaging.

“Let me try!” Jisung held out his hand for the package and Hyunjin passed it. Jisung fiddled around with it for a bit, trying to pry it open before giving up and going in for a bite.

“Ew no!” Hyunjin shouted in disgust, “you’re getting your saliva all over it!”

“It’s not working!” Jisung reported through clenched teeth as he tried to rip the package open.

“No duh! Stop biting it!”

During this entire fiasco Felix had gotten up and disappeared only to come back with a pair of scissors in his hand, “there’s this thing called scissors.” He passed it over to Jisung, who gave the package and scissors to Hyunjin. Felix then pulled out his phone and began to play some dramatic background music to set up the mood.

“It needs to be holiday music Felix!” Hyunjin retorted from the wall where he was attaching the hooks.

“I am not listening to Mariah Carey again!” Jeongin screeched from the couch, where he was still laying, watching all the shenanigans go down.

“Yoo, have you guys heard of Manheim Steamroller?” you asked as you pulled out some more decorations to stick onto the wall.

You were met with five looks of shock, “bless you?” Jeongin feebly spoke up.

“They make really awesome orchestral arrangements of christmas songs,” you continued, “Felix, search them up! That way, you get your epic background music, holiday cheer, and no Mariah Carey.”

“Are these cookies?” Jisung demanded as he took out a christmas decorated tin and shook it around a bit.

“Don’t shake them! They’ll break!” you scolded him before giving him a sneaky look, “don’t tell your manager.”

“Of course not,” he agreed.

You didn’t notice the door open again and Chris waddle out of the room into the kitchen, so it surprised all of you when you heard, “wait, when did (y/n) get here?”

“Morning Chris!” you gave a wave to the leader, “or, afternoon?”

“What are you doing?”

You held up a bundle of lights that were definitely tangled up amongst each other, “christmas decorating!”

His face broke into a smile, “oh that’s so cute!”

“Join us!” Felix invited as he and Jisung looked around for ornaments and Seungmin helped Hyunjin put up the hooks.

“Let me finish eating,” he replied and shoved a spoonful of rice into his mouth to make his point.

“You should help us too,” you whined to Jeongin who was still lazily watching you all.

“You’ve got it under control.” He waved with a sleepy smile.

Seungmin broke away from helping Hyunjin to jump onto Jeongin, “stop being a grinch.” He complained before slipping off the couch, bringing Jeongin with him. There was a loud thump from the two of them and a cry of pain from Seungmin while the rest of the members broke out in laughter.

The two disentangled themselves from each other and sat up on the floor in front of the couch, “fine,” Jeongin relented, “what do you want me to help wth?”

“Help us with the hooks,” Seungmin told him as he stood up to help Hyunjin again, with Jeongin waddling behind him.

You heard the front door opening again and smiled as you saw the last two members enter the dorm, “hey!” both of their faces broke into grins as they shed their outdoor gear and Minho rushed to give you a hug. You laughed at the sudden rush and hugged him back, wincing as you smelled the sweat still clinging to his clothes, “you stink!” you cried out good naturedly and tried to pry yourself away, only making him cling tighter.

“We just worked out, what did you think would happen?” he asked before finally letting go.

“Go change,” you shooed the two boys to their rooms, “and then come out to help us with christmas decorating.”

“It’s barely December,” Minho gave you a quirked look.

“But it’s December,” you disagreed, “your point?” He shrugged before heading off to his room, while Changbin went to his own. You heard a wail behind you and saw Jeongin and Jisung in a tug a war with the tinsel garland on Jisung’s neck.

“Let go!” Jisung shouted at the younger.

“We need it for the tree!”

“You’re not even working on the tree!”

“Oh my gosh,” Felix wheezed as he helped unwrap the tinsel garland from Jisung, “you’re going to strangle him!”

“No killing in my dorms!” Chris yelled from the kitchen.

“You heard him!” Jisung screeched, “now let go!” Jeongin did just that and both Felix and Jisung toppled backwards and onto the ground, ending up in a tangled mess of limbs and garland. You couldn’t help but laugh at the antics of the boys, they really did have a sibling-like relationship amongst them.

You felt someone wrap their arms around you in a back hug and you eagerly leaned into it, “how are you Chris?” you asked the leader who seemed much more awake than before.

“I’ve been doing good,” he replied with a dimpled smile, “how can I help out?”

You pointed to Hyunjin, Seungmin, and Jeongin sticking the hooks onto the wall, “I think we mostly need to do that.” You then stared at the small christmas tree, “I think Felix and Jisung have got the christmas tree covered.” You turned your attention back to him, “you have a lame christmas tree, are you aware of that?”

He gave you a shrug, “if it was any bigger it’d be harder to store.” You paused, he had a fair point, but it was still depressingly small. He removed himself from the hug and went over to help Hyunjin, Seungmin, and Jeongin, who were making good progress and already had half of the hooks up.

“Oh!” you pulled out a wreath from their decorations, “put one of the hooks on the door!” you held up the green ornament as you pointed to the front door. Chris nodded and eagerly took one of the hooks and bounded over to the door to attach one of the temporary hooks.

You heard the sound of the fridge opening and directed your attention to see Changbin pulling food out of the refrigerator, “you’re eating food before properly saying hi to me?” you couldn’t help but pout at the rapper.

“I’m not eating it yet!” he argued as he brought whatever he had to where you were and wrapped you in a one-armed hug.

You eyed the food that was in his hands, “are you going to eat instead of help decorate?”

“Yes.” He replied without hesitation as he used the spoon to scoop some food into his mouth, “I’ll provide moral support.” You couldn’t help your eye roll but gave him another hug to show you weren’t that annoyed.

“Where are the ornaments?” you heard Jisung ask as he pawed through the decorations.

“You can’t find them?” Felix asked in concern as he too searched through the boxes Hyunjin brought out, “we had them last year.” He let out a confused hum as he sat back onto his heels upon not finding any of the spherical ornaments.

“Hyunjin, was that all of the decorations?” Jisung called out to the blond reaching up to place the hooks on the wall.

“I think so,” he responded over his shoulder.

Felix got to his feet, “I’ll check again.” He declared as he disappeared to where Hyunjin ran off to with Jisung at his heels.

“Oh, was that what you dropped earlier?” Chris asked in realization as he looked at the plastic boxes in the middle of the living room.

“Yes,” you, Jeongin, and Seungmin responded in sync, while Hyunjin replied with, “no.”

Chris gave Hyunjin a grin, “why you lyin’? Why you always lying?” the blond responded with a dramatic huff before turning back to the wall.

“Hyunjin you’re blind!” Jisung’s shout carried through the dorms.

“Well sorry,” said person responded sarcastically. Jisung and Felix came bouncing back to the living room with a small box of ornaments in Felix’s hands. At the same time, Minho emerged from his room, changed and freshened up.

“So you guys are holiday decorating?” Minho asked with a smile as he watched the rest of the members bustle around and put up the decorations.

“Yep!” you replied with a bright grin, “do you want to join?”

“I dunno,” he teased as he pretended to walk away, which led to you launching yourself at him to hug him and keep him put, “all right all right,” he laughed and gave your head a pat, “what do you need help with?”

You held up the slightly untangled string of lights to him, “you and Chris can start hanging these up. I think Seungmin, Hyunjin, and Jeongin are almost done putting up the hooks.” He gave you a nod as you passed over the lights, “oh! And drag Changbin into this!” Chris took this literally and grabbed Changbin’s arm (who let out a yelp of surprise) and dragged him over to the corner of the room where the hooks were already up. You watched as the hyung line struggled a bit to hang the lights on the tall hooks, maybe you should’ve planned that better.

“Are you struggling?” Hyunjin laughed as he watched Changbin struggle on his tiptoes.

“Shut up!” he cried out defensively.

“Don’t just stare,” you chided as you dumped the rest of the lights into Hyunjin’s hands, “be helpful.” You left the six of them to work out hanging up the lights on the walls as you sat down next to Jisung and Felix who were carefully putting the ornaments on the tree.

“I’m glad you came over (y/n),” Felix smiled and gave you another hug.

“I’m really glad I came over too,” you returned the hug and the smile, “I really do love hanging out with you guys.”

“Are you going to visit your parents on Christmas?” he asked as Jisung continued to put up the ornaments.

You nodded, “they want me to come over. But I can spend Christmas eve with you and Chris and whoever else doesn’t go home!”

“Yes please!” he nodded his head excitedly like the child he is. There was another scream and the three of you looked over to see Jeongin wrapped up in lights like a Christmas tree. Hyunjin and Seungmin seemed to be the perpetrators as the hyung line basically lost in laughing.

“It’s a visual representation of how much you brighten our lives!” you called out encouragingly to the youngest who tried to smile back at you, but it was clear he was more concerned about his current predicament. The rest of the members awwed at your response.

“That was so smooth (y/n)!” Chris nearly shrieked out as he lost in laughing again.

“We still need to put the lights on the wall,” Minho frowned as he looked at the bare wall and the decorated Jeongin.

“So let’s put Jeongin on the wall,” was Hyunjin’s immediate response as he pretended to lift up said person, who dolphin shrieked in protest.

“No no! Let me go!” everyone in the room (except for Jeongin) laughed at the antics of the two, but eventually the group was able to get Jeongin untangled and all of the lights properly on the wall.

“It’s so festive,” you grinned as you took a step back to look at what you guys did. “I love it.” Next to you was the rest of the band, who also took a step back to see the white lights twinkling on the wall and the small tree filled with ornaments.

“Yeah, this was really fun!” Hyunjin smiled and the rest of the band gave nods and sounds of affirmation.

“I’m glad it was!” you smiled and gave him a hug, which lead to a huge group hug from the rest of the band. Your happy grin turned into one of content as you felt the warmth from your friends make you feel warm inside as well. You had a feeling this was going to be a great holiday season.

AN: Haha, I know it's a little out-of-season, but I guess it's fitting since I'm snowed in right now.

Masterlist

[mirohlixie]

Never Enough (Hyunlix) Pt. 3

Pairing: Felix x Hyunjin Word Count: 2.5K Genre: AU, love, dystopia

Synopsis: In a world where being different from the conventional gender and sexuality rules means death, the gay youngster Felix struggles to hide his true sexuality. He is doing well until he meets Hyunjin, an undercover hitman hired by the government to get rid of all the "different" people in hiding. The moment the two meet each other, both of their lives change forever, but will it be enough?

Content warnings: AU, homophobia, discrimination against LGBTQ+, explicit language.

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The next few days were filled with texts exchanged between the two. Felix smiled every time his phone lit up with a new message. It was the only thing happening in his life right now and somehow he’d immediately felt comfortable texting Hyunjin. They didn’t talk about much, just simple things in life. It wasn’t a bad thing, though. They felt more comfortable keeping things light for now, and it worked.

Slowly but surely the weather outside had started to get better too and instead of the usual rain and wind, there was now sun. It improved Felix’s mood instantly and he felt much better than he had the days before. He wasn’t sure whether it was just the weather that had improved his mood so much, or if his new friendship with Hyunjin had played a big part as well. Either way, it had been a welcome change.

His phone made a beeping noise again and he lifted it, looking at the screen. It was another text from Hyunjin. He excitedly unlocked his screen and read what the boy with the soft facial features had sent him.

“The weather is so much better. My mood is so much better than before,” the text read. Felix smiled and immediately started typing. It was as if Hyunjin had read his mind earlier.

“It is! Makes me want to go outside again,” he replied. Somewhere deep inside his soul, he was hoping that Hyunjin would get the hint; he wanted to see him again. Maybe go on a walk again, or hang out. He’d gotten so much pleasure out of texting him that he couldn’t wait to actually talk to him again or to see him again for that matter.

“Do you maybe want to call?” Hyunjin suddenly sent him. “It’s easier and my thumbs are getting tired,” Felix quickly replied with an affirmative text and waited nervously for his phone to start ringing. Usually, he preferred calling over texting anyway, but he’d never been this nervous for a phone call before. Not much later it finally appeared: an incoming call from Hwang Hyunjin.

“Hello,” he said, his voice wavering a bit as he answered the call.

“Hi,” Hyunjin replied, his voice sounding a little unsteady as well. “How are you, Felix?”

“Still good,” Felix giggled quietly. “Just like when you asked me an hour ago,” he heard Hyunjin chuckle quietly, a lovely sound he hadn’t heard in a while.

“Fair enough,” he answered. “I wanted to hear your voice again,” Felix was taken back a bit by this, but he felt himself smile widely as a blush formed on his cheeks. He enjoyed the fact that Hyunjin had apparently been wanting to talk to him as much as he had wanted to talk to Hyunjin. “Not in a weird way or anything,” the boy quickly added.

“It’s okay,” Felix answered quickly. “I wanted to hear your voice again too,” he bit his lip. It was hideous that talking to this one person could make him feel so many things at the same time. He didn’t think he’d ever felt this way in his entire life, so it was new and a little bit scary. He wasn’t sure how to act upon these feelings, so he just tried to stay as calm as he possibly could be.

After a little bit of talking, there was a soft knock on the door. Felix looked up in shock and whispered to Hyunjin to stay put before answering with a “come in”. His mother opened the door slightly and stuck her head around the corner.

“Who are you talking to?” She asked her son, wonder clear in her eyes. Felix blushed slightly and cursed himself for having that reaction. “Nobody,” he squeaked. “Just a friend.”

“Do I know them?” His mother asked.

“No, mom. You don’t know him,” Felix wanted to hit himself for giving away that it had been a guy. He could’ve lied to prevent more questions so easily, but his mouth had moved before his thoughts had processed.

“It’s a boy?” Her eyes grew wide. “Remember to be careful, Felix. We don’t want anything to even suspect that you are interested in that way, whether you are or not. Just a hunch can already be enough to make them think you’re one of them,” the disgust in her voice made Felix’s mood drop. His mom was really that against the thought of him being a mole, huh? Wow.

“Yeah, mom,” he muttered. “We are just friends, don’t worry. I’m not one of them.”

“Good, I’ll leave you two to it then,” she said. “Maybe you can ask him over for a cup of tea, could be nice,” and with that she left, closing the door behind her. Felix looked at his feet for a bit before holding the phone against his ear again.

“How much of that did you hear?” He asked Hyunjin, who’d been quiet all this time. He wasn’t even sure if the boy would still be on the phone.

“All of it,” Hyunjin admitted. “I- um… I’m sorry Felix. I know you said you’re not one of them but still…” Felix wasn’t sure whether this sentiment was real or not, but he took it the way he’d appreciate the most.

“It’s okay,” he mumbled. “I’m not one of them anyway, so what does it matter?” It stayed quiet for a little bit. Both of them didn’t know what to say, so said nothing instead. After a while Felix spoke up again, deciding to make the best out of it.

“You wanna come over, though?” He hesitantly asked. “For tea, or to hang out?” He really wanted to see the boy on the other side of the call again, but he wasn’t sure if he wanted that too.

“Sure,” Hyunjin said after hesitating for a bit. “Yeah, I’d love to, Felix,” Felix smiled a little, finding that small bit of happiness again as they decided Hyunjin would come over for tea the next day.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~♡~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~It had been the best way to get to his house, Hyunjin had decided when Felix had asked him to come over. He hadn’t wanted to invite himself, but if he wanted enough grounds for this task of his, there was a chance he needed to see Felix’s house and bedroom.

He knew it was messed up, but he needed to stay focused. Even though he had thoroughly enjoyed his time texting and calling Felix, he couldn’t forget the reason why he was doing all this; he needed to save his mother.

He’d been so hesitant to say yes when Felix asked, but there were so many reasons he just couldn’t say no. Surprisingly, the first one had been that he didn’t want to let the cute boy down. He had been so sweet to him and had definitely formed a little light in his life right now. He needed that more than he would ever admit.

On the other hand, this was dumb. Why was he growing so attached to the boy, knowing he would have to end his life sooner or later? How would he ever be able to say goodbye after connecting more and more to the 5’7 blond boy who had captured his interest? He needed to push those thoughts away and stay focused on his plan, it was the only way he’d be able to go through with it.

So here he was, on his way to the house he’d seen once before, when he dropped Felix off when they’d met. He was nervous; he didn’t want to give his motives away, and he also didn’t really know what to expect of this afternoon. The text conversations and the phone call yesterday had been surprisingly pleasant, so it should be fine. Still, he felt a little uneasy. The kind of feeling that came with being in a new place for the first time which every shy kid must’ve had at some point in their lives.

As he walked up the porch he gathered all his courage and rang the bell, patiently waiting for someone to open the door for him. He hoped it was Felix and not one of his parents or siblings. That would be a little awkward.

As Hyunjin was pondering all the options, the door opened and a friendly face with freckles, glowing like the sun on a hot summer day, appeared in front of him. A small smile grew on his face when he saw his new friend smiling at him as if he was Santa Claus himself.

“Hi,” Felix greeted him. “It’s so nice to see you,” Hyunjin’s smile grew bigger as he took a deep breath.

“It’s nice to see you too, Felix,” he said. “Your house looks even better in the sun,” Felix quietly giggled to this and stepped inside, beckoning for Hyunjin to follow him. The latter obeyed and followed the fairy-like boy into the nice hallway of his childhood home.

When he walked in, he immediately felt the welcoming atmosphere that hung in the house, completely different from what his own home felt like with his sick mother. It was so strange to think that inside this home something illegal was happening.

“You should probably meet my parents first,” Felix said quietly, leading his friend into the living room. When they entered, Hyunjin saw two people sitting on the couch, both in their own little bubble. A woman, presumably Felix’s mother, looked up from her knitting and smiled.

“Hello,” she said. “You must be Felix’s new friend,” Hyunjin nodded and walked over to shake her outstretched hand. He smiled politely before answering her question.

“Yeah, my name is Hwang Hyunjin,” he said. “But you can call me Hyunjin miss,” the woman smiled back at him.

“Hi Hyunjin, I’m Felix’s mother, and that’s his father,” the man looked up from his newspaper and shook Hyunjin’s hand as well.

They talked for a little bit as Felix and Hyunjin sat down on the couch opposite the couple. The young boy was clearly nervous because Hyunjin knew something about him he’d never told his parents. He didn’t have to worry, though. He would never tell them a thing. Mostly because he didn’t want to ruin his mission, but also because he would never be able to do such a thing to the cheerful boy.

Felix’s mother seemed happy to finally see him bring someone home. He was probably not the kind to bring home friends every single day, much like Hyunjin himself. He’d always been quite the loner. Mostly because he’d always been focused on his family more than others, which could get really lonely. Luckily I found Felix, he thought to himself before realizing how dumb that thought was. It was messed up. He was sick in the head. How could he think that about his literal target? He was literally out to kill him and he was talking about being grateful for having him as a friend? Wow.

“Shall we go up? I wanna show you my room,” Felix said, hopping up form the couch. How was he always so cheerful? He resembled a child who’d just heard he was gonna cuddle some baby bunnies, but that all the time. It was adorable.

“Sure,” Hyunjin agreed, glancing at Felix’s parents who shot the two of them a suspicious look. He smiled innocently, not wanting them to think anything of it. Somehow he was very concerned with protecting Felix, which made it even more messed up. He was the threat. Hyunjin was, not his parents.

Felix led the two of them upstairs and opened the door to his room. It was very fitting, everything he’d expected; the room of a closeted gay boy who had a love for music, which he’d told him before.

He had a guitar in the corner with some notebooks next to it, probably filled with song lyrics. His bed stood against the wall and had a fluffy throw over it. The colours on the walls were all pastel shades, much like the rest of the furniture and accessories. Everything about the room screamed Felix and it made Hyunjin smile to himself. If his parents had known better, they’d known the real Felix. The one that hid in the oversized hoodies, behind his notebooks.

“Your room is really nice,” Hyunjin said, sitting down on the bed as Felix closed the door. The boy blushed a little.

“Thank you, I decorated it myself,” he said.

“Thought you did,” the older boy trailed his hand over the fluffy throw he was now sitting on. It was really soft, so his instinct told him to lie back on the bed, which he did. Kind of ironic if you think about it; the lady from the hitman service told him to follow his instincts and here he was lying on a fluffy blanket. Not what she meant, he reckoned.

“Wanna play something for me?” Hyunjin pointed at the guitar in the corner. He felt guilty because he wasn’t the most talkative person at times and he didn’t want it to become awkward.

Felix hesitantly looked at the instrument and then at his feet.

“I don’t know…”

“Please? For me?” Hyunjin showed Felix his puppy dog eyes and curled his lip into a pout. Felix giggled quietly.

“I’m not that good, though,” he warned.

“I’m sure you’re great,” Hyunjin promised him before looking up at the ceiling again. “I can’t imagine you not being amazing,” he didn’t look at Felix, but he could almost feel the boy’s blush right now. He heard some shuffling and not much later there was movement on the bed; Felix had sat down with the guitar in his lap.

He cleared his throat, biting his lip briefly before strumming the strings and producing some chords. Hyunjin closed his eyes, waiting for what was coming. He’d expected the boy to just play a song, but suddenly a low, but beautiful voice filled the room.

Hyunjin’s eyes shot open and he tilted his head towards Felix, watching admiringly as he sang a song he’d probably written himself. He’d never expected this voice out of this angelic boy and yet it was happening. It was low but smooth. He couldn’t get enough.

For a brief moment, Felix’s eyes darted towards him and met his gaze. Something sparked deep inside Hyunjin as he locked stares with the singing boy. The latter’s cheeks flushed pink immediately and he focused on his guitar again, hints of embarrassment hiding in his eyes. Hyunjin bit his tongue, averting his gaze as well. It was dumb how just one glance from those Bambi brown eyes could light a spark deep inside his soul. It was a sensation he’d never had before, and most certainly did not expect to be awakened by a boy like Felix. However, it happened and Hyunjin didn’t know how to deal with it, so he stayed quiet.

As Felix kept playing, his voice calming and soothing, Hyunjin closed his eyes again. For a moment, he forgot about everything. He forgot about his task, about the reason he was here in the first place. He forgot about his mother and her dire condition. He forgot about the world, about everything surrounding him. At that moment, there was only one thing, and that one thing was Felix.

[luhvrchan]

Seo Changbin:Hot Math Teacher

Chapter 3

TW:!contains SA and strong language!

Changbin:Okay, I will talk to them about it

Y/N:It's okay you don't-

Changbin:Last time I checked, they said it was restocked yesterday. Why are they telling you that it wil be restocked next week?

You were shocked to hear that.

Y/N:I don't know...

Changbin:It's okay sweetie, sit down and do something. I will be right back and just call me if anybody is troubling you.

You gave him a soft nod and he walked outside the detention room. You were doodling when you heard the room door open and saw that it was Felix, your english teacher.

Felix:Oh? You have detention?

Y/N:Yes, unfortunately...

Felix:I saw Changbin here, where did he go?

Y/N:To the uniform store. He is mad that they told me the wrong timing

Felix:Okay thank you *smiles* be good

Y/N:Okay dad *jokes*

Felix chuckled at your joke and went to the uniform store. You continued doodling when you felt somebody grab your thigh. You looked at the person and were shocked, it was Ryujin's bestfriend Mark.

Mark:So you exposed Ryujin in front of the whole school huh? How dare you

Y/N:Mark what the fuck. Leave me alone. I literally did nothing to you

Mark:Not to me but to Ryujin. I will get revenge from you for this.

He slid his hand inside your skirt/shorts and you smacked his face really hard that it became red.

Mark:Stay still!

Y/N:Never!

Mark tied you with his tie and began troubling you, you tried everything. Kicking, scratching and smacking him but nothing worked. You were literally sobbing and then remembered that your math teacher told you to call him if anybody was troubling you.

Y/N:MR. SEO!!!

Mark: Should've kept your-

Changbin:What's going on here? Mark. You're expelled from your college. You broke the college norms by coming to the school area and also assaulting a student. Get lost from my sight.

Mark:B-but sir-

Changbin:Now.

Mark ran outside for his life and Changbin cupped your face in his hands while you were still sobbing.

Changbin:Shhhh it's not your fault sweetheart. It never was.

Y/N:But my clothes are dirty now... what will I tell my sister?

Changbin:I will talk to her alright? Give me her contact number

Y/N:Okay...

You gave your sister's number to him and he told you to take new uniform. You nodded your head and took new uniform from the uniform store and went back to the detention room. He saw you and gave you a soft smile signalling you to sit in front of him while talking to your sister. You did as he said and kept her on speaker.

Yeji:You got assaulted?!

Y/N:Y-yeah...

Yeji:What were you wearing?

That question made Changbin go furious that his face grew red with anger. He ended the call with your sister.

Changbin:Is she your biological sister?

Y/N:No, I'm her adopted sibling.

Changbin:I see. Leave them and live with me

Y/N:But-

Changbin:No buts. It's for your safety Y/N. Please

Y/N:Okay... I will pack my stuff and send you my address. Wait- I need your-

Changbin:Number? *chuckles* Yeah sure I will give it to you

You unlocked your phone and gave it to him, he added his number and saved it as "Favourite Teacher ❤️" you chuckled at that and agreed with him.

Changbin:I will be waiting for you~ *winks*

Y/N:M-me too

It had been less than 2 hours but he was letting you go early. You went outside and saw Hyunjin smiling at you.

Hyunjin:So he left you early huh? *wiggles his eyebrows*

Y/N:Shut up you dummy dum!

Hyunjin:If Mark was here I wouldn't have left him alive.

Y/N:You heard that?

Hyunjin:Yeah but I was having my after school extra class. Let me drop you off

Y/N:Thank you Hyun. I appreciate that

Hyunjin:But Mr. Seo is right. It's not your fault baby, don't feel disgusted by yourself. I know it will take some time for that trauma to go away but don't blame yourself for it hm?

Y/N:Mhm I won't

Hyunjin:Pinky promise? *raises his pinky*

Y/N:Pinky promise *locks pinky with his*

He told you some jokes to forget about it but most of them were lame but you found them kinda interesting. Somebody was jealous looking at you and Hyunjin holding hands and it was your math teacher. It was hard for him to keep his cool and not have a jealous outburst but he remembered that he made you flustered during detention and smiled at himself for doing that.

You will be mine one day Y/N... Just wait for me love

[maaaaaatryoshka0325]

Love the way you hate me - Bang Chan enemies to lovers College AU

Warnings: Smut, angst, fluff, reader is a virgin, multiple smut scenes, slight triggerish themes

I started writing this while I was hammered, so if there’s any spelling errors, I’m sorry LMAO

You’ve always hated him. His hair, his face, his sexy jawline, his cute dimple, all of it. But most of all, you hated the butterflies that would erupt in your stomach everytime he was near you.

You both had a very obvious dislike for each other, and you both made that clear. He would always tease you, and you would always shoot back a sly remark. He knew you were a virgin, he could tell by the way you acted around guys. At first he thought you were gay, but the way you seemed around men made it too obvious.

“If you ever need help, maybe I can do it.” He’d tease with a smirk. “Maybe I’d make you fall in love with me.”

Fall in love? Yeah, right. But maybe him being your first wasn’t a bad idea. I mean yeah you hated him, but no strings would be attached, right? You already hated each other, so catching feelings was already out of the picture. But how do you ask the swim captain to take your virginity? Would he even accept it?

“Maybe you should try getting some dick.” Your best friend, Minho, advised. “Maybe then you’d stop having an attitude problem.”

“By who Minho? I’m not interested in anyone.” You pointed out, taking a fry from his tray and eating it.

“I don’t know, and personally I really don’t care. Just try and get some dick. Or at least some coochie.” He muttered, rolling his eyes.

“I don’t have an attitude problem.” You argued.

“Really? Because anytime I say something to you snap,” He said, snapping his fingers. “Right the fuck back. Either you need some dick or a whole new attitude adjustment.”

“Whatever.” You muttered, dismissing his rant.

Your eyes fell on Chan as he walked in the room, his group of friends around him. He was laughing and talking to another member of the swim team, Hyunjin. His eyes scanned the room until they landed on yours, making a smirk stretch across his face as he noticed you were looking at him. You rolled your eyes and looked away, catching Minho’s eye.

“What about him?” He asked.

“Bang Chan?” You scoffed, rolling your eyes yet again. “And why would I do that to myself?”

“I mean I don’t know... He’s hot, popular, an amazing athlete, and by what I can tell by the gray sweats he wears... He’s got it all.” Minho pointed out.

“Ew! Minho!” You gasped, smacking his arm. “I didn’t know you had a thing for Chan!”

“Yah! I don’t like Chan. You know I’m a ladies man.” He said with a smirk. “But when girls constantly point it out... You tend to notice.”

You scrunched your nose up in disgust, taking a sip of your coke that you had in front of you. Minho kept looking at you before taking a bite of his burger, losing the thought of the conversation as he ate. You looked at Minho for a moment, taking in his features.

If Minho wasn’t your closest friend, you would’ve asked him to take your virginity. He came off as a cold asshole, but he was quite the opposite. He had become friends with you after you both had a group project, and you two were inseparable ever since. You always helped him out with his girl problems, which led him to complaining you never went to him about your guys problems, not that you had any.

But maybe, just maybe, he was right. You and Chan weren’t close, and you definitely didn’t like each other. He would more than likely keep it on the down low if you tried, as he seemed to treasure his reputation. He wouldn’t want to taint it by anyone finding out he had slept with you.

You stood outside of exit after you had finished your after school duties; tidying up the library and helping prep for a few classes. You knew Chan was done swim practice soon, as it ended at 4 PM every week day. You watched the doors to the gym open, and out walked Chan, his hair damp and curly from practicing in the water.

You swallowed hard and slowly approached him as he unlocked the door to his car, his eyes focused on the task.

“Chan?” You asked.

He lifted his head and turned towards you, a smirk stretching across his lips when he saw you.

“Y/N? This is quite the surprise.” He laughed, his dimple poking through as he looked at you.

“Yeah yeah, surprise.” You muttered.

“What’s up? What brings you to this side of campus?” He asked.

“I have a proposition for you.” You said, looking at him seriously.

“Oh?” He asked, leaning back against his car. “And what would that be?”

“I need you to help me with that little problem you pointed out.” You said lowly.

He arched a brow at you and tilted his head.

“What little problem?” He asked.

“Ya know... About me being a... um...” You trailed off, swallowing hard as you looked at him. “A virgin.”

His jaw dropped as he stared at you, shock in his eyes.

“Woah... Um... Wow...” He began scratching the back of his neck. “So you uh... Want me to be your first?”

You nodded, biting your lip anxiously.

“Y/N, I don’t know what kind of guy you take me for, but I don’t go around taking virginities...” He said, trailing off. “Why me anyways?”

“Because I want to lose it to someone I won’t get attached too.” You pointed out.

“Shouldn’t you want to get attached to your first time? I mean, be in love with that person?” He asked, shock still edging his voice.

“I’ve never been in love before.” You said.

He fell silent as he seemed to be thinking, taking his plump lower lip into his mouth.

“Please Chan? You and I don’t exactly like each other, and I’d rather not do it with someone I can get attached too. I’m in college and I’ve never had sex before...” You said, looking at him anxiously. “I mean if you don’t want too that’s okay, I can always find someone else.”

Chan looked at you for a moment, his eyes scanning your face for a sign of amusement, to see if it was a joke. His arms were crossed as he seemed to be thinking, before he stood up straight and looked down at you.

“Are you sure?” He asked.

You looked him in the eyes and nodded confidently. He ran his fingers through his curly hair before taking a deep breath.

“Fine, I’ll do it.” He declared, looking at you. “But if you change your mind in any way I want you to back out.”

“I will.” You said with a smile.

“Good.” He said, leaning against his car and looking at you. “So where and when do you want to do this?”

“Is it possible to do it at your dorm? Maybe a day you don’t have practice so you’re not too tired.” You suggested.

He seemed to think for a moment, his eyes on the ground before he shrugged.

“My dorm works.” He said.

“Do you have a roommate?” You asked.

“Yeah, but he’s never home.” He informed you, his eyes still scanning your face to see if you were being serious.

“When are you free?” You pressed.

“I don’t have practice tomorrow.” He said, his eyes on yours. “Is that too soon for you?”

“Tomorrow works.” You accepted with a small smile. “What time works for you?”

“Come over after your finished with your after school stuff. Changbin should be gone until 9 or 10, so we’ll have plenty of time.” He said.

“Okay.” You said with a nod. “So 4:30 tomorrow?”

“That works.” He said, standing up straight, a small smirk on his lips. “We’re going to have some fun, babygirl.”

Your cheeks flared up and you glared at him, pushing past him.

“You’re such a weirdo!”

“Wait, so you ACTUALLY took my advice?” Minho asked, his eyes wide.

“I mean yeah, it’s my best bet.” You informed him, sipping on an almost completely dry box of Yoo-hoo.

“Okay Y/N, you sucked it bone dry.” Minho said with a sly smirk. “Like what you’ll do to Chan.”

You choked and coughed, shaking your head at him.

“You’re so gross Minho!” You rasped through your coughs.

“Gross or telling the truth?” He asked, a smile on his face.

“Yeah, whatever.” You mumbled.

“Speaking of the devil.” Minho pointed out, pointing with his chin.

You turned around and saw Chan walking into the cafeteria, surrounded by friends again. This time however, he had a disgustingly familiar female with him, Kim Yenna. She was disgustingly stuck up, with her dead over bleached hair, gross looking nails (who even gets them that color anymore anyways?) and over drawn on eyebrows, and her obnoxiously fake, overly high pitched voice. And if you couldn’t tell already, she was a total bitch.

She followed Chan around like a lost puppy, always gawking at him and hanging all over his shoulder. He seemed to either not mind or not notice, but with him you really couldn’t tell. She ran a little clique of his ‘fans’ who never stopped screeching during swim tournaments. I mean you had to admit, Chan looked killer in the swim shorts and tight swim shirt he wore, but it was nothing to rip your vocal cords up over.

“I wonder if Yenna has ever tried with Chan, she’s always stuck up his ass.” Minho pointed out, sticking a spoonful of pudding into his mouth.

“I dunno, maybe.” You said, taking a bite of his pudding.

“I don’t see how he can stand her, her voice itself makes me cringe.” Minho said, shuddering from just the thought of her screeching in his ear.

“Maybe he’s attracted to that type of girl.” You suggested, shrugging.

“Definitely not. I mean, he’s attracted to you, and you’re not like that.” Minho pointed out.

“Woah, Chan is NOT attracted to me.” You argued, looking at him.

“Oh yeah, he just agreed to take your virginity.” Minho said sarcastically, rolling his dark eyes.

“That’s different.” You tried.

“How? You have to have SOME type of attraction to someone to sleep with them.” He pointed out, arching a brow at you.

“Whatever.” You muttered.

You raised your eyes to where Chan was standing and made eye contact with Yenna, who gave you a bitchy smirk and clung to Chan again. Oh yeah, she was also a bitch to you. You didn’t know why, or how it happened, but she was.

“If I could get away with slapping a woman silly it’d be her.” Minho pointed out, looking at her. “Without hesitation, I’d knock that bitch out.”

“Minho!” You laughed.

“What?” He asked, laughing.

“That’s not nice.” You giggled.

“Yeah well, neither is she.” He mumbled. “Stuck up bitch.”

You bit your lip and withdrew your hand for a third time, pulling it back to your side and pacing again. You had been standing in front of Chan’s dorm for the past 5 minutes, debating whether or not to actually knock.

You didn’t have his number, so texting him was out of the question, and you were too nervous to knock. You sighed and threw your head in your hands, a groan leaving your lips.

Maybe I was too stupid for doing this.

Just as you were about to give up and walk away, Chan opened the door, giving you a shocked look.

“Oh, hey. How long have you been out here?” He asked.

“Er... Not long.” You lied.

“Well, come in.” He said, stepping aside and holding the door for you.

You slowly stepped into his dorm, the comforting smell of warm vanilla hitting your senses. You noticed a wax burner on the counter in the kitchen, a soft pink wax slowly melting inside of it.

“My rooms down this way.” Chan said, beckoning you to follow.

You followed him into the room the in the back, your eyes taking in everything in front of you.

First of all, you never realized how much black he wore until you saw all the shirts in his closet. They were all black, not a single other color in sight. Another thing you noticed is the California king bed in the center of the room, along with a computer and speakers. You knew Chan was a music production major, but his set up was incredible.

“Like it?” He asked.

You laughed and nodded, looking at his keyboard. He smiled at you and you shook your head, remembering who he was and why you were there. You sat on his bed, biting your lip as you thought of a way to start this. You’ve never done this before, and you never imagined doing it with a guy like Chan. Chan, the one you had a serious disliking for. Chan, the one who teased you all the time and would laugh at you when you got flustered. Chan, the one that-

Your thoughts were caught off as he slowly lifted your chin and pressed his plump lips to your own, making your body tense. He pulled away and looked at you, a questionable look in his eyes.

“Are you sure about this? You don’t seem comfortable.” He pointed out.

“Y-Yeah, I’m sure. I’m just nervous...” You pointed out awkwardly.

“It’s okay, just let me do the work, yeah? I’ll teach you.” He said softly.

You nodded as he leaned in again and pressed his pillowy lips back on to yours. Your eyes fluttered closed as you melted into his kiss, sparks erupting in your lower belly. Chan felt your body relax and decided to take it to the next step, swiping your bottom lip with his tongue to ask for entry.

You allowed him entry as his tongue began to poke at your own. Your hands grabbed at his shirt in shock at the feeling of your tongues intertwining with each other, his plump lips still soft against your own. You felt his chest push against yours until you fell back on his bed, your mouths still connected as he hovered over you. His tongue could’ve easily dominated yours, very easily. But he kept the kiss gentle, knowing not to scare you.

Your hands clutched his biceps, almost shocked at how muscular they felt. He pulled away from your lips, a short string of saliva still attaching the both of you. He kissed your lips again before slowly kissing lower, his lips peppering kisses along your neck and jaw. You let out a tiny moan when he kissed the junction between your neck and shoulder, a smirk stretching across his face.

“Hm? A weak spot?” He asked, lightly sucking on it.

“Ahh, Chan.” You moaned out very softly, your fingers clutching his shirt.

“Chris. Call me Chris.” He said, lifting himself up and smirking at you. “Or daddy.”

“Yeah, in your dreams.” You hissed at him.

His eyes narrowed as he pinned your arms to either side of you, leaning down and sucking on your weak spot again. You let out a tiny whimper and he chuckled, pulling away from your neck with a small pop.

“Oh, so that’s it, huh?” He asked, arching a brow. “You’re a brat?”

“W-What?” You asked, your cheeks turning red.

“That’s exactly it, Y/N. You act all hard and have a sharp tongue, but the moment I touch this sweet little spot,” He cooed, lightly licking the spot he had sucked on. “You’re like puty in my hands.”

You whined at his words, knowing it was true. You were, indeed, a brat. He smirked down at you as he kissed along your jaw again, before coming to the neck line of your shirt. He slowly raised himself up and lifted his shirt over his head, your eyes gawking at his body.

He was completely ripped, his toned and built body in full view, along with his well defined pecks. He smirked and arched a brow at you, letting out a small laugh through his nose.

“Like what you see babygirl?” He asked.

You blushed at his words and covered your face, making him chuckle. He gently moved your hands aside and grabbed the hem of your shirt, looking at you. You nodded as he lifted your shirt over your head, his eyes scanning your body. You blushed again and went to cover up, but his hands stopped your own.

“Don’t cover yourself up Y/N.” He said softly, leaning foreword and pressing a soft kiss on the top of your right boob.

You watched him slowly unhook your bra and pull it off, your nipples standing at attention. He pressed a soft kiss to your nipple, before slowly sucking it into his mouth. You let out a soft moan, your fingers tangling in his hair as he lightly sucked on your soft mount. His hand massaged your other boob, his fingers gently tweaking your other nipple. Bliss filled your body, making a warm heat pool between your thighs. His thumb twirled your opposite nipple around, his mouth still latched to the other as you let out small whines. He finally pulled away with a small pop, his eyes shining as he saw you were already a mess.

“You’re so sensitive Y/N. It’s cute.” He purred.

Cute?

You didn’t have time to question it as he slowly slid your pants down your thighs, pulling them off of your legs. His eyes ate up the laced underwear you wore, a pretty shade of dark red with black topped lace.

“Those are beautiful.” He rasped, gently rubbing your thighs.

You blushed at his words, about to cover your face. You squealed as he wrapped his arms under your thighs and pulled your heat close to him, dropping his face to level with it. He glanced at you again and you, again, gave him the go ahead. He smirked at you as he licked up your covered heat, making a whine leave your lips.

“That was a cute sound, Y/N.” He chuckled.

“Shut u-oh!” You went to tell him to shut up, but his mouth attaching to your covered clit cut you off as you let out a moan.

He licked up your covered slit again before pulling your panties off, his eyes gluing to your dripping heat. His eyes beamed as he knew he had done this to you, and he was the only one who has. He dipped his head down and blew on your dripping slit, making you hiss at the feeling. He smirked as he licked a bold strip up your soaked folds, making you whimper.

“I love how vocal you are.” He rasped as he attached his lips to your clit.

You closed your eyes in bliss as he sucked on your sensitive nub, your fingers grabbing at his soft locks. Soft slurping sounds filled the room along with your moans, his tongue working magic on you. You felt one of his fingers poking your entrance, his eyes meeting your again.

“I’m gonna put a finger in to get you prepped, okay?” He asked.

You nodded and bit your lip as he slipped a finger into your heat, making you whimper at the foreign feeling. He pumped it soft and slow, curling it just right. His lips reattached to your clit as he gently worked your begging hole, your pussy happily sucking in his finger. You let out a loud whine when he slipped a second in, making him pull away from your clit and press wet kisses to the insides of your thighs.

“I know babygirl, but you don’t want it to hurt.” He rasped softly.

His fingers pumped slowly into, curling just the right way as his tongue rolled your clit expertly, making you close your eyes tight as your legs began to shake, your thighs closing around his head.

“Ch-Chan, something’s happening.” You whimpered.

“You’re gonna orgasm babygirl, it’s okay. You can cum.” He purred, slurping on your clit.

You let out a high pitched whimper as you came on his fingers and tongue, a small chuckle coming from his lips as your thighs tightened around his head, your eyes shut tight. He helped you through your high, lightly pumping his fingers and detaching his lips from your clit, careful not to over work you yet. He pressed wet kisses from the top of your heat, up your stomach and chest, and finally to your lips. Your eyes fluttered open as he looked down at you, his eyes soft.

“You okay?” He asked, wiping his mouth.

“Y-Yeah... That felt amazing.” You panted.

“Good.... Do you want to continue?” He asked, tilting his head.

“I-If you’re okay with that.” You said shyly.

He smiled down at you and pressed a comforting peck to your lips, his hand rubbing your hip.

“Of course I’m okay with it, I just wanted to make sure you were.” He said gently.

He stood up and pulled his pants down, his hard length pressed painfully against his boxers. Your eyes popped out of your head when he pulled his boxers down, the sound of his very girthy length hitting his stomach filling the room. He giggled at your expression, his cheeks a soft shade of pink.

“W-Will that fit?” You asked.

“Yeah babygirl, don’t worry.” He said gently, hovering over you again. “I’ll go slow.”

You nodded and he leaned over and reached into his nightstand, cursing as he rummaged around.

“What is it?” You asked.

“I... Don’t have any condoms. Fuck, I’m sorry. I haven’t done this in awhile and I figured I had some.” He sighed.

“Wait you haven’t.. Done anything in awhile?” You asked.

“I told you before Y/N, I’m really not like that.” He said with a small smile.

You bit your lip for a moment and thought, your eyes meeting his.

“Is your pull out game strong?” You asked.

He nearly choked when you asked, an amused laugh leaving his mouth.

“Oh my god. Yes, it’s good, clearly. I don’t have kids.” He laughed.

“Yeah yeah, shut up. Just pull out.” You instructed.

“If that’s what you want.” He giggled.

He hovered over you again, using one of his hands to bring your own to his shoulders.

“Grip me if it hurts.” He said softly.

You nodded as you felt his tip poking your entrance. He looked down at you as he slowly slipped the tip in, his eyes searching your face. Your jaw fell slack as he pushed in a little more, a whimper leaving your lips as tears brimmed your eyes. He stopped his hips and pressed soft kisses to your jaw. He pulled away and rubbed your hair, his eyes soft.

“Are you okay? Can you take it?” He asked.

You nodded, your nails digging into his biceps. He kissed your lips as he pushed in some more, a choked whine leaving your lips as a tear slipped past your eye. He kissed it away and clutched you tightly, halting his hips again.

“You’re doing so well babygirl, I promise. The pain will go away soon.” He whispered gentle praises in your ear, making you relax as he slipped the final inch inside of you, his hips meeting yours.

He allowed you to stay like that, pressing soft kisses to your jaw as he waited for your signal to move. You whined and he gave you a soft smile as he slowly dragged himself from your aching walls, gently pushing back in.

“Fuck.” He rasped, his hips rolling deeply into yours. “You’re so tight.”

You whimpered at his words, tangling your fingers in his soft locks as he began to pick up the pace. He slipped his hand between the two of you, rubbing figure eights on your clit as his length slid in and out of your heat. You let out a high pitched whimper as he fluidly rolled his hips into yours, rubbing your gspot and circling your clit. You tugged at his locks as pleasure blinded you, your toes curling every time his length slid into your walls.

“I’m gonna cum again Chan.” You whimpered, fingers clutching his hair.

“It’s okay babygirl, cum for me.” He rasped, rolling his hips deeply into yours.

You came with a soft whimper of his name falling from your lips, your body trembling as he rode out your high before pulling out and cumming on your stomach with a deep groan. Hot spurts on your skin made you glance down, seeing the small mess on your belly, but the look on his face was well worth it. His eyes were closed, head thrown back, plump lips parted as he stroked his length, getting every last drop out. Your eyes wandered to his length, your eyes widening when you noticed blood on it. You looked down and noticed blood on the sheets as well, panic filling you.

“U-Um, Chan? Why is there blood?” You asked, panic lacing your tone.

Chan snapped out of his post sex trance and looked at you, then down to his bloody length, then to the sheets, then your bleeding entrance, before chuckling.

“It’s normal silly.” He giggled.

“I-It is?” You asked.

He nodded and got up, looking around for a towel.

“I should clean us up.” He said.

“I can just... Go.” You said awkwardly.

He turned to you and lifted a brow.

“Why?” He asked.

���I mean... Shouldn’t I?” You asked.

“Why would you think that? I told you before, I’m not that type of guy. And there’s no way I’m gonna kick you out right after I took your virginity, and you’re bleeding on top of it.” He pointed out.

“Sorry...” You apologized shyly.

He sighed and gave you a small smile before wetting a rag and wiping his length off. He slowly rested between your legs and wiped the blood off of your entrance and thighs, cleaning you up completely before plopping down next to you. You both stared at the ceiling, lost in thought. You turned your head to look at him, his eyes glued to the ceiling fan.

“What was your first time like?” You asked.

He looked at you in shock for a moment, his eyes meeting yours. He let out a small laugh and rubbed his forehead, his eyes closed.

“It was with my first girlfriend back when I was in high school.” He said.

“Oh... Was she a virgin too?” You asked.

“Yeah, she was.” He said, turning his head away. “God, I wish I could take it back.”

“Why’s that?” You asked, your eyes sad.

“She was the first girl I ever loved, and god did I love her so much. I tried to give her everything I could. I spoiled her, I gave her time, I gave her love, and she went ahead and cheated on me.” He said softly.

Your eyes softened at his words, your heart oddly hurting for him. His eyes looked so sad, so confused.

“It’s been years but I still don’t know why.” He said, looking at you. “I guess it was just me.”

“Chan, it definitely wasn’t you. If you did all that for her, then it was her.” You pointed out.

He shrugged and stared off into space, his eyes wandering around.

“I’m serious Chan, you didn’t deserve that.” You said.

He gave a small laugh and looked at you, propping himself up on his elbow.

“Don’t you hate me? Aren’t you supposed to say I deserve it? Don’t you think I’m a shitty person?” He asked.

“I think you’re annoying, not a shitty person.” You pointed out.

Chan laughed and rolled his eyes, turning towards you.

“I’ll take that over being shitty.” He laughed. “But thanks, you’re too sweet.”

You rolled your eyes and turned the opposite way as him, facing the wall. Your eyes felt heavy as they began to close, and you fell asleep to the sound of Chan snoring softly beside you.

Your eyes fluttered open as light poured into the room. You opened your eyes and turned over, shock and horror filling you as you realized you were laying directly next to Chan. His eyes were closed, lips slightly parted as he slept. You went to move away, accidentally bumping him. His brows furrowed and he slowly opened his eyes, a small smirk stretching across his face.

“Staring at me while I sleep now babygirl?” He asked.

“I wasn’t!” You gasped, turning away.

He chuckled and moved closer, making goosebumps form on your skin as he leaned close, whispering against the skin on your shoulder.

“You can stare at me as much as you like babygirl. I know you like what you see.” 

You squealed and went to push him away, making him laugh as he grabbed your arms, his face just a mere inch from yours.

“You get so flustered so easily.” He chuckled.

“Yeah, whatever.” You mumbled.

He chuckled and held your arms, a smirk on his face.

“So? Do you want this to be a thing? Like a friends with benefits type of thing?” He asked.

“We aren’t friends.” You pointed out.

“Yeah yeah, ‘enemies’ with benefits or whatever.” He said, his eyes on yours.

“Should we?” You asked, wanting his confirmation before saying yes.

“I mean, I don’t see why not. You’re not hooking up or with anyone, clearly.” He pointed out. “And neither am I. It’ll benefit us both.” 

You thought about it for a moment, biting your lip before nodding.

“Cool.” He said with a smile. “Should I get condoms? Or are you comfortable starting birth control?”

“I can start birth control, I don’t see a problem with it.” You said with a nod.

“Cool.” He said, getting up. “We should probably keep this on the down low, yeah?”

You nodded as you watched him get up and throw a pair of his black boxers on. You weren’t surprised to say the least, already knowing he would’ve asked you to do so to protect his image. You sat up and covered yourself with the blanket as you looked around for your clothes, which were conveniently scattered across the room. You cursed as you looked around for you thongs, when you heard him clear his throat. You lifted your head and saw the laced topped underwear dangling from his pointer finger, a smirk on his face.

“Give them to me.” You demanded, storming over to him with the blanket wrapped around you.

“Hmmm... Maybe if you give me a kiss.” He said with a smirk, dropping his face down to your level.

“In your dreams, morning breath.” You growled, reaching for your panties.

He smirked and lifted them higher, his dimple poking through his cheek. You glared at him and went to snatch them again, when he pecked your lips and then ran out of the room with them, making your face turn red from being flustered, and from anger.

“Bang Chan you are so annoying!”

You sat with Minho after school in the indoor swimming pool area, watching the swim team. You were always helping after school, and that included sport activities. You had help set up the gym for the tournament, and now it was full of people from both teams, and their classmates. Your eyes wandered to Chan, who was clad in black swim shorts and a tight black swim shirt, a bright blue streak running along the sides of both the shirt and shorts. He looked absolutely ethereal like that, his hair soaked and curled, his swim shirt glued to his chest from the water.

His eyes were on Hyunjin as he came up, just coming before the boy from the other team did. Chan smiled at Hyunjin and helped him out of the water, patting his back and praising him. You watched the two of them, when you felt a pair of eyes on you. You turned your head and made eye contact with Yenna, who was giving you a dirty look.

“Do you always have to eye rape him?” Yenna asked, folding her arms and pursing her lips. “It’s pathetic.”

You were just about to say a snarky remark when Minho whipped his head around and looked at her, his eyes narrowed. You had to admit, when Minho was pissed, he was VERY intimidating.

“So if watching the swim captain when we’re at a, I don’t know, swim tournament is eye rape, then what do you call all of the annoying clinging and hanging all of him when he clearly isn’t interested? Molestation? Because you sure as fuck do that a lot.” Minho pointed out, eyes narrowed.

The girls in Yenna’s “clique” gasped at his words, making Yenna’s face and ears turn bright red. She grit her teeth and walked off the bleachers, irritation in her eyes. You smiled at Minho who bumped you with his shoulder, a smile on his face.

“Don’t look now, but hot swim captain is definitely looking at you.” Minho said lowly.

You slowly turned your head and made eye contact with Chan, who gave you a side smile before turning back to the water. Your cheeks turned red and Minho giggled, shaking his head.

“You let him take your virginity, now you’re shy when he looks at you?” He asked, chuckling.

“Shhh!” You hushed him, looking around.

“What? I didn’t say it loud.” Minho giggled.

“You said it loud enough!” You whisper yelled.

He chuckled and shook his head, looking at you.

“Did you get on birth control yet?” He asked.

“I go to pick up my prescription today.” You informed him.

“Good, you don’t need no Channie babies running around.” He giggled.

You smack his arm and he let out a yelp, rubbing the spot you hit.

“Ow!” He groaned. “You’re real spicy again. How long has it been since you last hooked up? You definitely need some dick.”

“We only hooked up that one time so far.” You admitted with a blush.

“Wait, it’s been a week and you guys haven’t done anything again?” He asked, arching a brow.

“Minho he’s the captain of the swim team, he doesn’t have all of the time in the world. Besides, he isn’t obligated to give me time. We’re only screwing around.” You pointed out. 

“Whatever.” Minho grumbled, still rubbing his arm.

After the tournament, you got up and walked down the bleachers, stepping into the walk way. You felt someone slightly bump you, and you turned to see an attractive boy from the other swim team. He gave you a kind smile and gave you a small bow.

“Sorry, I don’t pay attention.” He said with a sweet smile.

“It’s okay, no worries.” You said, bowing back politely.

“I’m surprised your so friendly, since I’m from the rival school and all.” He laughed.

“It doesn’t matter to me, I’m just here because I set up.” You giggled.

“Really? It looks great. Maybe you should get in the water some time.” He said with a huge smile.

“I can’t swim, but thank you.” You thanked him as you headed out, catching up with Minho.

But not before you caught Chan’s eye. He was looking at you, almost watching you.

Weirdo.

You thanked the woman at the pharmacy as you picked up your birth control prescription, slipping it into your bag as you walked out. As you were walking out, you bumped in to someone else.

“Sorry Mister.” You apologized, before realizing who it was.

Chan was looking down at you, a smile on his face.

“Y/N? What are you doing here?” He asked.

“I was um... Grabbing the birth control.” You said lowly and awkwardly.

He smiled at you and nodded, beckoning for you to follow him back in.

“What are you doing here?” You asked.

“I get my protein powder here. It’s the only place that sells the brand I like.” He informed you, grabbing a thing of it and paying. “Wanna go get some coffee?” “Why?” You asked, tilting your head.

“I mean, every time I talk to you isn’t going to be to get my dick wet babygirl.” He said with a smirk as he led you out of the pharmacy and to the cafe.

“Ya know, for someone who wants to keep what we’re doing on the down low, you call me that quite a lot.” You pointed out.

He chuckled and ordered your drinks, paying for yours. You looked at him and frowned, making him laugh.

“I mean, you just had to pay for birth control. I’m pretty sure I can at least grab you a coffee.” He said.

You shrugged and sipped your drink, following him as he walked out of the cafe. He led you to his car and beckoned for you to get in, and you followed him in. You opened the birth control and checked the time, wanting to take it at the same time every day (You’re supposed too). Chan watched you pop it down your throat, making him swallow hard.

“What?” You asked.

“Nothing.” He said, starting his car and driving off.

“No Chan really, what is it? It looks like you’ve just seen a ghost.” You said.

“You really aren’t helping my case.” He said lowly.

“What do you mean?” You asked.

“You just... Took the birth control that you got specifically because of me right in front of my face after I told you I’m not always trying to get my dick wet.” He grumbled, eyes focusing on the road.

A good and bad idea popped into your head. Minho always talked about rough sex, saying the women he’s messed around with purposely would get him worked up/pissed off just for him to ruin them and honestly, you were curious about it. Yeah it would only be your second time, but you were curious if Chan would get so worked up and ruin you. You gave him a sweet smile then rested your hand on his thigh, softly rubbing it.

“It’s okay Channie.” You said with a smile.

His breath hitched and his hand grabbed yours and squeezed, his eyes narrowing as he glanced at you.

“You’re playing a dangerous game babygirl.” He growled.

“Am I, Channie?” You asked. “How dangerous?”

As soon as you were in Chan’s dorm, his lips were all over yours. His hands were on your waist, his fingers digging into your skin as he backed you into his room. His lips were hungry against yours as he pushed you on the bed, detaching his lips from yours, a string of saliva still connecting your lips. He rubbed his thumb along your bottom lip, spreading the saliva on it. You closed your mouth on the tip of his thumb and he smirked at you, lifting his shirt over his head.

“On your hands and knees babygirl.” He commanded.

You flipped yourself onto your hands and knees, making him chuckle.

“What?” You asked, looking back at him.

“I’m going to teach you how to arch, alright?” He asked.

You nodded as you felt his right hand rub your right asscheek, gently massaging it. You closed your eyes and allowed yourself to get lost in the feeling of his hands roaming your ass. You felt his hand slide up your back, as he began to put pressure in the middle.

“Lower your front upper half.” He instructed.

You did as he told you, pressing your chest flat against the bed, your cheek against the mattress as the only thing up in the air was your ass. 

“Perfect.” He purred, gripping your asscheek and rubbing it.

You felt his hands move your shirt up, unclasping your bra as he slid your shirt and bra off, lifting you just enough to get them off of you. He pressed soft kisses to your bare shoulder and back as he began to kiss his way down your body, until he got to the waist band of your pants. He slid your pants down and off your legs, his eyes staring at your ass and covered core. He placed both hands on both of your asscheeks, rubbing them in firm motions.

“Your ass is so perfect.” He rasped.

You blushed at his praise, then inhaled sharply as he moved your panties to the side, the cool air hitting your dripping heat. He chuckled as he ran a finger on your slit, spreading your arousal.

“You get so wet babygirl, I love it.” He groaned. 

You felt a finger slip into your entrance, making you moan softly as he began to pump it in and out of you. His eyes watched the way your pussy swallowed around his finger, hugging it tightly. He smirked as you let out tiny moans, slightly pushing your hips back against his finger for more friction.

“What’s wrong babygirl?” He asked with his smirk still plastered across his face. “What do you want?”

You whimpered at his words, knowing he knew damn well what you wanted. You wiggled your ass a bit and he chuckled, pulling his fingers from your soaked heat. You let out a loud whine and he smirked down at you.

“You have to use your words babygirl.” He purred.

“I-I want you to fuck me, Chris.” You whined, using his birth name to finally get what you want.

His eyes darkened as you finally heard the sound of his belt hitting the floor, feeling the blunt, thick head of his length against your entrance. You felt him gently slide it on your folds, slicking it up. You whimpered in annoyance, earning a chuckle from him.

“What’s wrong babygirl?” He asked with a small chuckle.

“Please, please stop teasing me Chris.” You whimpered.

He leaned foreword and pressed a soft kiss to the back of your shoulder, a soft smile on his face as he slowly began to slip into you. You grit your teeth as his length once again stretched your heat. It wasn’t as painful as the first time, but it still hurt pretty bad. When he was up to the hilt inside of you, he kissed up your bare back, rubbing your hips soothingly.

“You okay?” He asked.

You nodded and pressed your cheek into the bedding, looking back at him.

“I’m okay, you can move. Please, move.” You whimpered.

He slowly drew his hips back, then pushed them foreword slowly until his hips met the flesh of your ass. You keened as his length pushed deep into you, making you let out a choked moan. His thrusts were shallow and slow, making you whine out.

“I can take more Chris, you don’t have to be so gentle.” You rasped.

“Are you sure?” He asked.

“Yes, please Chris. I need more.” You whimpered.

With that, his pace began to pick up. His grip on your hips tightened as he began to thrust fluidly into your dripping heat, making you see stars as he began to rub your Gspot. Your hands clutched the blankets on his bed, loud moans and whimpers leaving your lips as he snapped his hips into yours. Your toes curled and you buried your face into his bedding as the pleasure began to blind you. 

“Who was that guy you were talking too?” He asked with a deep roll of his hips.

“Fuck- what guy?” You asked, trying to cling to the last bit of sanity you had.

“The one that was in the swimming tournament.” He growled, snapping his hips roughly into yours, slapping sounds filling the room every time his hips met the flesh of your ass.

“I-I don’t know him. He just- oh, God... He just bumped into me.” You rasped, clinging harshly to the blankets as your whines and moans became more high pitched and desperate.

You came hard with his name rolling off of your tongue, like it was your favorite verse of a song. His hips stuttered as he fought to contain himself long enough to ride out your high before pulling out and cumming on your back and ass with a deep groan. You both panted as you allowed your lower half to fall flat along with the upper half of your body, when you felt him plop on top of you, being careful not to crush you. You turned your head as it rested on the bed as you looked at him. His wavy hair was damp with sweat and sticking to his forehead, his eyes were closed, his plump lips parted as he panted, and his chest and shoulders glistened with sweat.

He rested his chin on your shoulder, panting as he slowly peeled himself back off of you before placing a kiss on your shoulder and grabbing a towel. He made his way back over to you and wiped you up, his eyes going to yours.

“Are you okay?” He asked, his voice soft. “You bled again.”

“Yeah, I’m okay. Just need a minute to breathe.” You rasped.

He nodded and plopped down beside you on his back, his breathing still ragged.

“This is your fault you know, I didn’t even plan for us to do this today.” Chan said, looking at you.

“Mhmm, sure.” You muttered.

“Maybe I corrupted you.” He giggled.

You smacked his chest and he yelped, glaring at you as you glared at him.

“Perv.” You muttered.

“You’re the pervert. You’re the one who seduced me when I was just minding my own business. I really have corrupted you already.” 

SMACK.

“OW!”

You finished setting up the banner to the pool room, pridefully looking at it. You had hand made it and spent hours on it, excited to finally hang it up. Chan had also helped with it, staying after his swim meets and practices to help you. You both had been spending more time together recently, more time than you even noticed. He was just always there, even though he annoyed the hell out of you.

“Y/N!” You heard one of the swimmers, Hyunjin, call, beckoning you over to the pool.

You, being curious, decided to go see what was up. You walked over and he pointed to the water.

“Can you check that thermostat real quick?” He asked.

You being slightly naive didn’t think that hey, he was a swimmer, he could just get right up in there and check it. Instead, you leaned foreword and looked down, squinting your eyes at it. You were about to read it when two arms grabbed you and dragged you into the water, making you yelp. Your body went under and you desperately searched for the floor, anxiety making your breath knocked out of you as you tried to break to the surface.

You couldn’t swim, and you had almost drowned at one point, making water one of your biggest fears. And now you were stuck in that position again, your lungs screaming for air as you tried to kick your legs. You felt strong arms grab you and lift you out of the water. You coughed and sputtered water as Chan lifted you out of the pool, shock and worry on his face.

“Can you not swim?” He asked in disbelief.

“No.” You choked, coughing out water as tears streamed down your cheeks. 

You shoved him away from you, anger and fear searing through you, as he had been the one that dragged you under.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know.” He said, his eyes still wide.

You pushed past him and grabbed your stuff, hurrying out and rushing back to your dorms. You locked yourself in your dorm, sobs shaking your body as you were still fighting off the anxiety and embarrassment. You curled into yourself, still soaked, as your phone rang, and you saw Chan’s caller ID. But you didn’t pick up, you didn’t answer his text. You just cried by yourself, wishing you could just disappear.

You didn’t like parties. scratch that, you hated them. They were always over crowded, smelled like alcohol, cigarettes, and teen pregnancies, and no one ever had a good intention there. You haven’t been to many college parties, always straying away from them.

But tonight was different, to say the least. Minho had dragged you to a frat party, since he was friends with the host, who turned out to be Hyunjin. You were standing with Minho, a solo cup in your hand as you had decided to drink for once. You sipped on your drink as Minho talked to the other guys, just zoning in and out of the conversation. You were also distracted, as Chan was there, Yenna clinging to his arm as usual. He was talking with his roommate, Changbin, not paying her any attention. You didn’t know if it was the alcohol talking, but seeing her all over him kind of pissed you off.

You and Chan have hooked up a total of 13 times in the past month and a half, but ever since the incident, neither of you have spoken. He never talks about Yenna, but with the way he lets her cling to him has you questioning if he’s sleeping with her too. But why should you care? It’s not like you two were dating, and you hated him. At least, you were supposed too. You kept your eyes on Minho for the most part, but they also tended to wander to Chan. He never once glanced at you, that you’ve noticed. 

Yenna leaned a little too close to his face and you finally decided to distract yourself. You put your cup down and excused yourself to the bathroom, slowly making your way through the crowd of people who were either dry humping each other or making out. You half stumbled through them to make it to the bathroom, about to reach for the knob when the door opened. Your eyes widened when you recognized the guy you had almost bumped into while leaving the swim tournament. He gave you a friendly smile, and you looked at him in confusion.

“What are you doing here?” You asked.

“We love us some parties, and we got invited. We don’t like to pass up generous offers.” He said with a smile.

“Ah, I see.” You said awkwardly.

“Do you wanna drink a bit? You’re like, the only nice one here.” He pouted.

“Sure.” You said with a shrug

.He led you to the kitchen, the both of you taking jello shots and talking. He kept pushing drinks on you, making you very drunk. You never get like this, so the feeling is new as you’re nearly wasted. He keeps trying to hand you even more drinks, but you start declining them. You knew you fucked up after the last shot, and now you felt sick. You went to excuse yourself, when he grabbed your arm.

“Too drunk?” He asked.

You nodded and he led you outside into the cool night air, and you felt grateful for him doing so. That is, until you realized his intentions. He slammed his lips into yours, and you quickly pushed him away, backing away from him. That kiss was nothing like Chan’s, not one bit. Chan’s was always full of passion, while this guys was full of pure lust and hunger. You backed away from him and his expression became angry.

“You led me on.” He snarled angrily, stepping up to you. 

You backed into the wall, tears filling your eyes as you began to cower away from him. You didn’t understand what he was talking about, you had only been nice.

“You’re just a whore, aren’t you? You must sleep around with a bunch of guys, since you seem to flirt with every guy in sight.” He spit at you, making your stomach churn.

He smirked as he realized you were trapped between the outside of the house and him, his eyes dangerous.

“I’ll treat you like a whore then.” He snarled, his lips almost crashing against yours again.

You closed your eyes and tried to push him away, when suddenly he grunted and staggered back, clutching his jaw. You looked up and saw Chan standing in front of you, his eyes dark as his jaw was clenched and tight. The kid stepped up to Chan and Chan swung again, catching his face and tossing him on the ground. 

You trembled as you felt someone grab you and pull you away, and you recognized Changbin. Minho instantly came out of the house, checking you over and sighing with relief. 

“Hyunjin distracted everyone else.” He informed Changbin.

“Good. This kid needs to get his ass out of here, him and his goon friends.” Changbin said.

“Y/N?”

You lifted your head and saw Chan approaching you quickly, grabbing your face and looking you over.

“Are you okay, are you hurt?” He asked, his voice shaking with anger.

“I-I’m okay.” You stuttered out.

He sighed in relief and pulled you into his chest, his arms around you tight. You leaned into him, half for comfort, half because you were so trashed you couldn’t hold yourself up. His hand stroked your hair as he rested his cheek on your head before looking at Minho.

“I’m gonna take her back to my dorm.” He informed him.

Minho nodded and looked back at the kids friends who were looking for him.

“Go, we’ll take care of this.” Minho said as Changbin smiled at him.

Chan lifted you into his arms and brought you to his car, buckling you in before heading back to his dorms. You kept dozing off, your head feeling heavy as you leaned it against the window. Chan didn’t say a single word until you got back to his dorm. You immediately headed for the toilet, throwing up your stomach content. You felt his hands gently pull your hair back into a make shift pony tail, holding your hair out of your face. Tears streamed down your cheeks as you finished, sitting down on the floor.

“Do you ever drink this much?” He asked.

You shook your head and he sighed, going to his dresser and bringing an over sized T-shirt. You went to move but almost fell over, so he helped you rid of all of your clothes besides your panties. He slipped the T-shirt over your head and handed you his bottle of mouth wash. You rinsed your mouth as he went to get the bed set up. When he came back, you were leaning against the door frame, tears spilling down your cheeks.

“Do you feel sick again?” He asked, walking over and grabbing you by your elbows.

You shook your head and stepped into his arms, burying your face into his chest. You felt his one hand stroke your hair, his other arm wrapping around your waist as he held you tightly.

“I was so scared.” You whimpered into his strong chest. “I didn’t think you were going to come for me. I didn’t think anyone was.”

His arm tightened around you, his hand cradling your head into him. His breathing was ragged as he got mad again, his cheek resting on your head.

“His kisses, th-they weren’t like yours. They were gross and made me feel gross.” You said with a small sob.

“I know baby, I know. It’s all okay now, he can’t touch you. I’m here, I won’t let anyone hurt you.” He said softly.

He brought you to his bed, sliding in with you and pulling you into his arms. His one arm was tucked under your head, the other pushing your hair out of your face. Your hand found his as you looked at the open wounds on his knuckle, your eyes lifting to his.

“It’s okay.” He said softly as he wiped a tear that slipped out of your one eye.

“I’m sorry.” You whispered.

“Hey, it’s okay. You didn’t do anything wrong, that was his fault.” Chan said, trying to soothe you.

“Not just that, but for being so mean to you after you didn’t know I couldn’t swim. I’m so sorry, you didn’t deserve that.” You sobbed.

“Shhh, it’s okay babygirl. Let’s get some sleep, you’ll feel better in the morning.” He said softly.

You nodded and slid closer into his arms, burying your face into his chest. You fell asleep to him stroking your hair, and to his steady heartbeat.

You winced as you held your pounding head, groaning. Chan looked over at you, his back against the pillows as he had been up for a bit. He reached across his table and handed you two painkillers and a bottle of water.

“Take these.” He said.

You took the medication and laid back down, your eyes on his busted knuckle. He noticed you looking at it and slid down to your level, turning on his side to look at you. You looked back at him as he stretched his hand out, pushing your hair out of your face. You moved closer into his touch, and he instinctively did too. Your lips met in a soft kiss, his hand on your jaw softly. When you pulled away you both looked at each other, your eyes scanning each others.

“His kisses really weren’t like yours.” You whispered.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t of kissed you after that happened.” He sighed, about to get up.

You slipped your hand on his cheek, shaking your head.

“I like your kisses, Chan.” You admitted with a blush.

He smiled at you and leaned in, his lips meeting yours sweetly. You closed your eyes and melted into his kiss, the kisses you liked. Your fingers slid over his cheek, his hand on your waist a he brought you close to him. His tongue swiped over your bottom lip, and you gave him the entry he was craving for. You tangled your fingers in his wavy locks as your tongues danced, his quickly putting yours back in it’s place. He pulled away and started to kiss your jaw, when you stopped him.

“What’s wrong?” He asked, worry in his tone.

“You always please me, I think it’s time for me to learn to please you.” You said.

“You don’t have too, Y/N.” He said with a small blush.

“I want too, I want to learn.” You pressed, your innocent eyes determined.

“Fine.” He agreed, sitting up.

You got between his legs and rubbed his hardening legnth through his boxers, making him hiss.

“Don’t even try to tease babygirl, I’ll put you right back in your place.” He informed you with a smirk.

You pouted but obeyed, slipping his thick length from his boxers. You gave him a questionable look and he chuckled.

“Start with the head, you can even just spit on your hand to slick it up so you can rub it a bit.” He said.

You nodded and spit on your hand before rubbing it up and down his length, making him bite his lip. You pumped his length, rubbing the slit with your thumb.

“Okay, now start with the head, use your tongue first.” He instructed.

You nodded and gave his tip a light kiss before swirling your tongue around the head, making him inhale sharply. You licked up the side of his shaft, making him close his eyes in bliss. You slowly sucked his tip into your mouth, making him let out a small moan.

“You’re doing good babygirl, now take some of me down your throat.” He ordered.

You looked at him as you slid his length down your throat, his girth making your jaw tense. You pushed the thought to the back of your head as you began to slowly bob your head up and down. Chan let out a hiss and grabbed your hair, pulling your head up.

“A little less teeth, hollow out your cheeks like this.” He instructed, showing you how to hollow them out.

You went back down on him and did what he said, hollowing out your cheeks as you took him down your throat. His head rolled back and leaned on the wall, a soft groan leaving his lips as his tip began to hit the back of your throat. His fingers dug into your hair, holding it out of your face as you swirled your tongue every time you came to the tip. He let out a small grunt and pulled you away from his length, his eyes hooded as he pushed you onto your back.

“Was it bad?” You asked, worried that’s why he pulled you away.

“It was perfect, but I think you deserve a reward for doing so well.” He purred.

He slipped between your legs and pressed his tip to your entrance before slowly slipping inside of you with little resistance. You both let out sighs of relief as he slipped up to the hilt inside of you. He pressed a soft kiss to your lips as he rolled his hips into yours lazily.

“You’re so soaked babygirl, did making me feel good turn you on that much?” He asked with a groan.

“I love making you feel good Chris.” You moaned as his hips rolled deeply into yours, making your toes curl every time he entered you.

The early morning sun casted a beautiful glow on his honey skin as he thrusted into you slow, but deep. He pressed soft kisses on your jaw line as hips snapped into yours, your fingers digging into his back. His hips slightly picked up the pace as he panted.

“I’m not gonna last long babygirl.” He rasped.

“Me either C-Chris, I’m gonna cum.” You whimpered.

All it took was his fingers to rub lazy figure eights onto your clit for you to see stars, a soft moan of his name leaving your lips. He rode out your high before pulling out and cumming on your stomach, the hot spurts shooting up to your boobs.

“Shit, sorry.” He rasped.

“Its okay.” You said tiredly, the both of you looking at each other with blissed out faces.

He grabbed his shirt and wiped you clean before wrapping an arm around your waist, his head on your chest as he yawned. 

“I could use a nap.” He murmured.

You smiled as you played with his hair until his breathing became softer, indicating he was asleep. You closed your eyes and drifted off, a smile on your face.

You took down the banner as the tournaments were over for the next few months. You felt relieved though, now Chan could finally rest and stop over working himself. As you took down the tournament posters and other things, you thought about everything with Chan. You had hated him, everything about him, and now? You didn’t know what it was, but you knew you it wasn’t hate. Was it love? 

But how could it be? You promised yourself and made the deal with Chan to not fall in love. Had you broken your most sacred rule to yourself?

The sound of the heavy doors opening and shutting made you jump, ripping you from your thoughts. You turned to see Yenna and her two friends approaching you. When they got in front of you, Yenna folded her arms and looked you up and down.

“Can I help you?” You asked.

“Actually you can, by staying away from Chan.” She said bitterly.

“I’m sorry, what?” You asked, slightly amused.

“You heard me. Stay away from Chan. He could never like a bitch like you anyways.” 

“Then what are you so worried for?” You asked, arching a brow.

“Oh trust me, I’m not worried. It’s just annoying and pathetic when the ugly duckling tries to get in the way.”

“Well, this ugly duckling is just minding her damn business, and so should you.” You said firmly.

“What was that?” She asked, irritation in her voice.

“You heard me, mind your damn business. It’s none of your business who I’m with, or who Chan’s with.” You said.

She stared at you for a moment before scoffing, a smirk on her face.

“I hate to do this to you, but it’s a shame I know your little secret.” She said.

“What?” You asked.

Your eyes widened when you felt her push you, your body plummeting into the deepest end of the pool. You instantly began to thrash around, your lungs screaming as you sunk straight to the bottom. You tried to move your arms, but your body was frozen with fear and anxiety.

I’m sorry Chris.

You closed your eyes and decided it was best to let fate take you, when you felt a pair of familiar strong arms grab you and lift you from the water. You felt yourself being laid on the cold floor as you coughed and gagged, whimpers leaving your lips as you fought for air. You felt hands on your cheeks and saw Chan’s face, his voice ringing in and out of your ears.

‘Y/N? Are you okay?” He asked.

You blinked at him and nodded, earning a sigh of relief from him as he pulled you into his arms. You noticed he was soaked and realized he had jumped in to save you. You buried your face into his shoulder, tears streaking down your face as you still fought to breathe. Chan lifted you into his arms and began to walk out of the pool room when Yenna stepped in front of him.

“Chan we were just-”

He whipped his head around to face her, his eyes holding daggers in them. He looked as if he wanted to kill the bitch on the spot.

“If you ever come near us again I’ll break your fucking arms you fucking psycho bitch.” He growled.

Yenna backed away and Chan carried you out the doors and to his car, flying to his dorm.

When you got back, he quickly put you in his large shirt that just came out of the dryer before pulling you in between his legs and into his arms.

“I’m so sorry Y/N.” He whispered.

“It’s okay Chris.” You said, stroking his cheek. “It’s not your fault.”

“But it is. She must’ve seen us together at some point. I’m so sorry, I should’ve done a better job at keeping it on the down low.” He said, his voice shaking.

“Wait, that’s why you wanted to keep it a secret?” You asked.

“Yeah, why else would I want too?” He asked.

“I-I thought it was so I wouldn’t ruin your reputation. I thought if someone found out you’d be embarrassed for sleeping with someone like me.” You said.

‘Someone like you? Y/N, there’s nothing wrong with you.” He said firmly.

You blushed and looked at him as he rubbed his face, his eyes bloodshot and glassy.

“Chris-”

“I’m sorry. This is my fault.” He said, tears beginning to form at the corner of his eyes.

Tears filled your own eyes as you rubbed his cheek, looking at his lost expression.

“If it’s your fault it’s mine too.” You said softly.

“How?” He asked.

“I broke the number one rule Chris. I fell in love with you like an idiot. I fell in love knowing we can’t, but I did.” You said, tears streaming down your eyes. 

He looked at you in shock as you cried, wiping your tears with your arms. 

“I’m sorry Chris.” You sobbed softly, trying to hide your face.

You felt his hands grab your face as he pressed his lips to yours in a soft kiss, making your heart hammer against your chest.

“Idiot... I love you too.” He whispered against your lips.

“You do?” You asked, looking at him in shock.

“I do, Y/N. So, so much.” He whispered. “And I always have, even before we started hooking up. I loved the way you acted like you hated me. I loved how you could reject and stand up to me. I loved you from the start.”

You both smiled at each other as your lips melted together in a passionate kiss. You tangled your fingers in his damp hair as he lifted you up and pushed you onto his bed, a soft look in his eye.

“I’ll show you how much I love you.” He rasped as he kissed all along your neck.

You purred as he rubbed your clit through your panties, his other hand lifting his over sized shirt. He lifted it over your head and kissed every piece of exposed skin he could find. 

“You’re so beautiful.” He whispered between kisses.

You threaded your fingers through his hair as he left love bites and kisses all over your skin. He looked at you with so much passion, so much love. He kissed your lips as he worked his pants down his legs, pulling his length out. He rubbed it on your slit before looking into your eyes as he sunk into you, your pussy hugging his dick like a vice. He pressed his forehead against your own as he began to rock his hips into yours, his pace starting off fast.

“I love you.” You whimpered against his lips as you kissed him again.

“I love you too babygirl.”  He rasped, his lips melting into yours.

Loud slapping sounds filled your ears as he pounded you into the bed, soft grunts and your moans making into the most beautiful song. He lifted your legs over his shoulders and pounded into you, making you cry out at the deep angle.

“Y-You’re so fucking deep Chris.” You whimpered, your hands squeezing the pillows behind your head for dear life.

“Does it feel good baby?” He asked in between pants as his hips slapped off of yours.

“So, so good Chris.” You moaned, eyes rolling back as your back arched. “So fucking thick.”

“You’re so- fuck- tight.” He groaned.

“Ch-Chris, cum inside me, please.” You whimpered as his length fucked you dumb.

“You want to be my little- shit - cum slut before my girlfriend huh?” He teased.

“Please Chris, I want it.” You whimpered shamelessly.

His eyes darkened as he lifted you both up, sitting on his knees as he bounced you up and down his thick length as he pounded into you. Your cries and moans filled the room, the sound of skin slapping accompanying it with his grunts and groans. He buried his face into your chest as you began to clench around him.

“I’m gonna cum Chris, fuck I’m gonna cum.” You whimpered.

“Cum babygirl, cum for me.” He rasped.

You came with a scream of his name, your body tensing and your back arching. Your nails dug into his back, blood dripping down the little crescent shapes you made. You felt his body shudder and warmth splash against your walls as he came with a groan, his arms tightening around you.

You both panted as he slowly laid you both down on your sides, his dick still buried deep inside of you. He rubbed your hip and kissed your forehead as you came down from your high. When you calmed down, he caught your lips in a kiss, a smile on his face.

“Will you officially be mine Y/N?” He asked.

You stroked his cheek and nodded, burying your face into his chest. He hummed as he stroked your hair, content now.

“I’m happy I asked you when I did, I’m so happy it was you. I’m so happy it is you.” You confessed.

He smiled down at you and kissed your head, stroking your cheek.

“I’m happy too. I love you, so much.”

“I love you too Chris. So, so much.” You whispered, nuzzling into his chest.

That night, you fell asleep in Chan’s arms, as close as you two could get. You were finally with your first, and hopefully your last, love.

[ivyuns]

violation❆♞♣

hwang hyunjin

genre: angst | bit of fluff

word count: 1.7k

warnings: swearing, mentions of guns, blood, death, pregnancy + not proof read oops lol

A/N: lol hyunjin kinda psycho in this

this was drowning in my drafts since may omg

masterlist

mafia!hyunjin x fembarista!reader

y/f/n = ur fiance’s name

you owned your own cafe in downtown seoul. your customers and employees were always great people and bought positivity around you. it was currently a busy day and everyone was in and out of the main entrance. the employees were trying their best to stay calm and keep a positivity mindset. you however, were distracted by the co-owner, hwang hyunjin.

hyunjin always seemed like that flirty but a suspicious type. everyone told you to stay away from him since you were little but how could you when you two were inseparable. it all started in kindergarten.

you were running around the classroom til your teacher yelled out “stop” and everyone looked at her. you saw a little boy. next to the teacher, waiting to be introduced. “hello kids, we have a new student! please introduce youself.” the teacher says.

“hi im sam hwang from korea. please take care of me” he says softly and hides. the teacher tells him theres nothing to be scared of and let him wonder around the classroom. you went up to him and introduced yourself. “hi sam! my name is y/n kwon. i’m also from korea!”. hyunjins head went up and eyes went big. “y-you’re from korea?!” he stuttered since he was lowkey excited that someone in his class was korean, just like him. you smiled and nodded your head. you grabbed his hand and dragged him to the playground to continue recess.

2 years later in summer, your best friend came over with his parents to tell these news. hyunjin came in your room with a sad smile as you were playing with your stuffed animals. you looked up and smiled at him, “hi hyunjin!” you said cheerfully, obviously in a better mood than him. “y/n, i need to tell you something” he said sadly. he went to go sit across of you and picked up some of the toys around your room.

“i’m moving back to korea.” you stopped your actions after hearing what he said. “moving? why?” you looked up at him. “m-my parents said it’s best for us to go back to korea because we only came here for my dad’s work, but he ended up leaving the job and now we’re going to go back” hyunjin looks up to see tears falling out of your eyes. he went to your side and hugged you, telling you that you’ll be spending quality time before he leaves.

-

after moving back to korea after years hyunjin left you, you opened your own cafe. as your shop was almost completed for the grand opening, hyunjin happened to pass by your shop. he looked through the window and saw a girl that looked so familiar to him.

knocking on the window to get your attention, you go the the door to unlock it and stick your head out of the window. “hyunjin?!” he looks at you with his eyes big. “y/n? what are you doing here?” hyunjin asks. “i recently moved here and now im starting a business” hyunjin nods his head.

“are you looking for any employees?” nodding your head. “yeah but i guess around this area, nobody wants to work at a cafe” you joked. “maybe i can help? i-i mean if you want to” hyunjin laughs. nodding your head, you lead him inside the cafe. hyunjin looks at your artwork and the nicely decorated shop, amazed.

handing a paper that has all the requirements and terms in order to start working here. after hyunjin was done signing it, you looked at the paper and gave him a thumbs up. “looks good! ill give you a call whenever we start” hyunjin nods his head and waves a goodbye to you.as hyunjin exits, he now knows where his target is.

2 hours earlier:

“hwang” chan calls out.

hyunjin looks up from his phone and sees chan carrying files. “remember that girl youd always talk about? kwon y/n? your childhood best friend back in america?” he nods. “apparently her dad is in a gang too and stole our money for whatever reason. so now your mission is to find her, bring her here, and kill her”

hyunjin gulps.‘why? did you do something wrong? what do you have to deal with this? does she know about this?’ all of hyunjins thoughts were about you. “ill do it”he knows he cant do it. but he has to or else he’ll be kicked out of stray kids. after moving back to korea and his parents suddenly passing, he was lonely. until stray kids saved him from being in the dark and invited him to their family. he gladly accepted.

hyunjin goes to his room and does research about you. he finds your instagram and sees that youre opening a cafe around the little area of downtown seoul which was a few hours away from his place. after enough of his little research, he grabs his jacket and heads out to find you.

present time:

the first week of the grand opening was a hassle. the cafe was always packed and made the employees feel stressed. as the cafe was almost settled, you told the workers to take a break as you and hyunjin will do everything else.

finishing an iced americano, you could see from the corner of your eyes and sees hyunjins strange actions. ignoring it, you gave the drink to the correct customer and continued making drinks.

-

closing time finally happened and everyone left out a huge sigh. having a group meeting, you gave everyone their weekly paycheck. “thank you everyone for working hard. i will see you tomorrow morning!” you waved goodbye and smiled. as soon as you saw almost everyone leave, you turned around and started cleaning.

hyunjin goes next to you and helps you clean the counters and machines. “jin, you know you can leave you know?” you told him as hyunjin lets out a chuckle. “nah its alright. plus as the second ceo, i shall help you” hyunjin winks. stopping your actions, you playfully smack hyunjin across his chest. “hey hey, im just joking. but still, after we finish cleaning, ill take you home” “but you said you have an exam tomorrow? shouldnt you be going home and start studying?” you asked. hyunjin nods his head, defeated. “alright you got me. i promise ill take you home another time” nodding your head, he goes and gets his belongings and leaves.

quickly cleaning the shop, you turn off all the lights and lock all of the doors. turning around to see the whole cafe in one point of view, a smile grew on your face. plugging your earphones in to walk home with your music blasting and texting your family group chat.

y/n: on my way home. the cafe was a success this week :)

mum <3: cheers to a successful opening

dad: come home safely, my son in law is waiting for you

smiling from the excitement, you started walking down the street to get to your house. as you entered this street, it was dark with the moonlight shining. feeling someone following you, you turned around and saw nobody. pulling up hyunjins contact on your phone just in case something happened, you continued walking in a fast pace, turning the volume down.

feeling the same aura from before, you quickly pressed the call button but you heard the familiar ringtone.

“sleep tight princess”

you wake up feeling sore and lost of warmth. opening your eyes, youre in a room thats filled with drywalls and a hwang hyunjin to your left, sitting on a chair. “h-hyunjin?” you called out his name. he looks up from your phone after reading every conversation you had that was about him. “the princess has finally awoken from her slumber” hyunjin smirks.

hyunjin gets off of the chair and goes by your side, lifting your chin up. trying to protest only to be stopped as you felt your limbs tied up. “now now princess, no need to get feisty” hyunjin laughs. “what the fuck do you want hyunjin” “hmm? you really dont know?” shaking your head, hyunjin gets up and walks around the room.

“so, youre saying you dont know what your dad has been doing? the fact that he stole money from me just to help you other with the small disgusting shop of yours?” it hurt. both you and hyunjin. hyunjin wanted to give his mission up and hug you, wipe your tears away and apologize. you were more than hurt. more like angry. hyunjin knew you wanted a cafe when you grew up and he supported you more than anything.

“the fuck are you talking about? youre assuming that my dad stole money from you? from what information is getting in that head of yours?” you shouted out. hyunjin grabs his gun and clicks it. you hear the click and your attention is immediately on hyunjin. “h-hyunjin whatever youre wanting to do, put the gun down first” hyunjin closes his eyes as he feels fresh tears escaping and shakes his head.

“hwang hyunjin! do you not know what youre about to do? tell me what you want from us. we’ll give you your money back- anything just dont pull it-” you stopped talking as soon as you see him point the gun at you. “please hyunjin dont. im pregnant-”

he pulled the trigger.

everyone in the house heard the gun go off and goes to the basement. stopping as they heard hyunjins sobs, they see him on his knees, holding your bloody body and cries into your hair.

chan goes to hyunjin and pats him on the back. “you finally did it hwang”

as hyunjin takes his seat during your funeral, he sees your family and y/f/n go up the stage. after each family member said what they had to say about you and your death, as well as your unborn baby, everybody was now crying their eyes out. “my sunshine. thank you for everyone you love feel happy and we are deeply happy that you were able to start your own business. with the past events, i shouldve came by and picked you up from work before i lost both you and our child. without your presence, nothing will bring a smile onto my face. i love you so much kwon y/n, and i hope you fly high with our baby girl”

-

lowering your casket down, everyone leaned on each other, crying after they realized the kwon y/n has suddenly passed for an unknown reason at a young age. hyunjin just leaned on a pole and cried. looking up in the sky, he see something that had a little smile form on his face.

‘you’ll be next, hwang’

hyunjin gets into reality and turns around to see who whispered to him. seeing nobody, hyunjins future is now crumbling.

END <3

tf is the end 🥴

[relaxedreptile]

Habit

Pairing: Hyunjin X Female Reader

Sexual content: protected sex. Swearing. Mentions of cheating. Jealousy.

A/N: I tried to channel as much emotion into this as possible while struggling to still keep any sexiness! I hope you all enjoy this.

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“Did you get home safe?”

It took him a few minutes to respond.

“Yeah, got a ride with Chan”

It took you a few minutes to figure out how to word your next text.

“I had at least three people send pictures of you and Jisoo”

You took a deep breath and watched as the three dots popped on and off your screen.

“Jesus Christ”

Not what you were expecting.

“We didn’t even fuck”

There it is.

You were giving yourself a moment to think before you typed back but Hyunjin must have spent too much time on “read” for his liking and opted for calling you.

“Are you really that mad?”

“What the fuck do you think Hyunjin?” You usually kept your cool for longer whenever this kind of thing happened, this must’ve been your tipping point.

“Come on! I told you nothing happened-”

“No, you just said you didn’t sleep with her and I know exactly what that means.”

Hyunjin was stunned, simply breathing into the microphone.

“I’m coming over.”

“No, not this time. I’m not letting you inside just so you can get in my pants.”

“…I’ll be over in ten minutes.”

“Hyunjin you’re drunk-”

“I’ll walk,” he cut you off, “just keep the door unlocked if you’re gonna be such an asshole.”

He hung up right as the words left his mouth and you were left with the silence of your bedroom.

Your feet hit the ground next to your bed and you searched frantically for a sweatshirt to throw on, hoping to look as unappealing as possible to make Hyunjin second guess any plan he had in place to win your favor. 

No matter how desperate or anger either one of you were, you would never force the other to do anything but you were more worried about giving in to your own desires than something like peer pressure. 

Hyunjin was probably the most beautiful boy in your city (you would argue for a wider sphere) and everyone knew it. Anyone who didn’t like boys watched, jealous out of their minds, as everyone who did like boys drooled over the perfection that was Hwang Hyunjin. 

Both his hair and his body were always styled to perfection along with his proportions to match. One moment his eyes were practically ordering you to get on your knees and the next he flashed you a smile with his half-moon eyes and you were weak for a totally different reason. 

This was precisely the reason why Hyunjin practically had girls hanging off his dick no matter where he went, regardless of him or the chick’s relationship status.

You never expected Jisoo to be his next prospect but you couldn’t blame him.

Catching sight of yourself in the mirror, you inspected your appearance. You turned side to side to get the full picture, scrutinizing your butt, your waist, your hair, anything of yours that didn’t look like Jisoo’s.

This happened every time, the comparisons. It usually didn’t last very long, even the few times that Hyunjin wasn’t able to come over and mumble countless comparisons of his own into your flushed skin, comparisons that always put you above the other girl.

While you would love some reassurance right now, you knew the comfort would fade and leave another hole in your heart that would be filled by Hyunjin whenever the next thing that wasn’t you piqued his interest. 

Your socks glided across the floor as you sulked over to the front door, answering the call of three signature knocks.

You had to tilt your head up to stare into Hyunjin’s eyes. They looked clear enough, no red in sight, an uncommon sign of sobriety for him after a party. 

“I didn’t have sex with her.”

He wasn’t even inside your house and was already starting something.

You stepped aside, signaling for him to come in to avoid your neighbors hearing anything. You didn’t want anyone knowing how much of a fucking loser Hyunjin made you out to be.

“Seriously, my dick’s been soft all night! You know I don’t get horny when I’m high.”

“You are something else, Hyunjin.” Disgust was evident in your face. “Cheating isn’t just sticking your dick in other people! Everything I saw in those damn photos counts and I have a right to be upset about-”

“How can it be cheating if we’re not dating, Y/N? I’m not your boyfriend and I never said you were my girlfriend.”

“Dating or not, if you didn’t feel guilty about all the shit that you did then you wouldn’t come over and apologize.”

He took a step closer. “Or maybe I just know you’ll spread your legs for me regardless.”

You took a step of your own and raised your eyebrows. 

“You expect me to believe that you go through all this trouble just to fuck me? Even though you can obviously go to anyone else and get it there?”

“Maybe I like the chase,” he shrugged.

“Or you’re just an immature little boy who’s only capable of thinking with-”

“Stop acting like I’m some airhead! I know what I’m doing, okay?”

You had never heard him say something like that before.

“It sucks not being able to have the one girl that I want because she’s ‘too busy’ for a relationship or whatever the fuck your new excuse is. You treated what we had between us as some type of anomaly back in high school and managed to carry it with us into the real world too. You don’t come to my games, you won’t hold my hand in public, and you refuse to come to any parties with me.”

“We just like different things Hyunjin. You’re a dance major! The homework and projects you get are just an excuse for you to do the thing you love more than anything but I don’t get that luxury. I have essays, annoying partners, and hundreds of pages of readings a night; how am I supposed to make time to get high with you? Especially when I know what’s gonna happen if I leave you alone for more than a second.”

Hyunjin laughed, a quick burst of air from his lungs and a pump of his chest left you confused and a little bit annoyed.

“I thought you were smart, Y/N.”

“Excuse me?”

“I don’t have sex with girls because they’re there, I do it because you’re not.”

Your brain shut down, your mouth stayed shut.

“Every time we fight, it ends with us spending the night together without fail. This is the only surefire way I can get you to admit to and show how you feel about me.”

Hyunjin started walking around your kitchen, pacing back and forth as his hand slid along the countertop to his left.

“You may think I use those girls to get off but I’m really just using them to get back at you. I want you to feel as pushed aside as I do.”

A tear splashed onto the countertop. 

Hyunjin always cried first.

“Jinnie.”

Nothing. “Jinnie, please look at me.”

You wanted to keep some distance between the two of you but walked towards him anyway.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t… I didn’t know that was how you felt. I was convinced you didn’t care, that you were just doing all of this because you could.”

You knew that kind of accusation was going to make Hyunjin mad so you kept talking.

“But that was incredibly stupid of me! You’re my best friend, I know you better than that and I never should’ve let my jealousy alter how I felt about you.”

You took a deep breath. 

“I love you so much, Jinnie, I was just too afraid to show it because I thought you never would. I didn’t want to be clingy and end up pushing you away because I know you could have anyone else in the fucking world if you wanted-”

“But I’ve never wanted someone else. Sure, sex is nice, but I only do it because these people that throw themselves at me want me in a way that you don’t.”

“That’s not true, I promise that’s not true. I want all of you Jinnie but I’m… I’m so scared that I don’t deserve it or that you’ll take it all away from me one day.”

Neither of you could get rid of the other’s insecurities no matter what you said or did. There were things that would never change, habits that could never be broken, but there were steps you both could take to offset any pain, to prevent any future problems.

You and Hyunjin were standing right in front of each other by this point, desperately clinging onto the love that you felt for one another and hoping it would be enough. 

You rose up on your tip toes to wipe a tear off of Hyunjin’s cheek and he used this as an opportunity to grab your arm and pull you into him.

Now chest to chest, you could see all the details of Hyunjin’s face. It was no secret why everyone loved him, but you suppose it wasn’t the love that he wanted. It wasn’t the kind of love that you gave him.

“Can we show each other? Can we show each other how we really feel?”

Your answer was stolen by Hyunjin’s lips, chasing yours as hungrily as ever. Your fingers tangled themselves in his hair and held him close to you as Hyunjin’s hands did the same as they gripped your hips.

You could feel Hyunjin’s nose pressing into your cheek and still it wasn’t good enough for either of you. He was kind of right unfortunately, thinking about Hyunjin with someone else always doubled the desire you had for him in the sense that you desperately needed to be that someone. 

The honesty that had surfaced in your messy kitchen had developed such a strong sense of vulnerability in both of you and the need to be reassured and touched and loved was overwhelming.

Your fingers left Hyunjin’s air with a gentle tug that made him moan into your mouth and you willed your hands to stop shaking so you could unbutton Hyunjin’s shirt as fast as possible. Another pair of hands joined in from the bottom so that you could meet in the middle in record time.

You were allowed one moment to admire the smooth skin of Hyunjin’s toned chest before lips were dancing across your neck. Marks were to be expected and the harder Hyunjin sucked the deeper your nails sunk into the ridges of his stomach. 

He came back up to kiss you again, softer than last time but this time he was using his tongue in a way that made your eyes roll back behind your eyelids.

One of your hands slid down his body, fingers resting on the waistband of his jeans before continuing a few inches lower to trace the outline of Hyunjin’s hard-on. You cupped him through the fabric and applied enough pressure to get his hips to jerk into your touch. 

You might not have been as confident as Hyunjin was when it came to sex, but you knew what he liked and what to do to make him feel as good as you felt with him.

“Take your sweatshirt off,” Hyunjin forced out. He was so out of breath and still dived down for another kiss before beginning to work on getting his belt off. 

“Why are you wearing so many layers?” You were still working on your tank top and bra while Hyunjin’s belt clattered against the floor.

“To try and control myself.”

Hyunjin reached around your back to unclasp your bra, “Am I that irresistible?”

His lips were already attached to your left nipple before you could tell him to shut his pretty mouth and he was sucking on the sensitive skin before you could even steady yourself with a breath of oxygen.

Hyunjin had always loved your boobs and touched them whenever he got the chance. Even when you were friends in high school, they were always the first part of your body he complimented when you asked for outfit advice. He picked the dresses that showed the most cleavage when he came along for prom dress shopping and surprised you with a necklace that sat right between your boobs when he asked you to be his date.

It was hard to ever feel insecure about them when they were covered in hickeys.

While he was working on marking the other side of your chest, you stretched your arms so that you could start unbuttoning his pants. He swatted your hand away and you whined, confused as to why he didn’t want to go farther. 

“We’re not having sex on your kitchen floor and I can’t carry you to your room with my pants falling down.”

You couldn’t help but laugh. “Kitchen sex would be kinda hot though.”

Hyunjin pecked your lips. “Next time,” he promised. 

You gave his hair a tug and his lips a kiss to seal the deal. You tried not to focus on the way Hyunjin’s fingers danced across your skin, closer and closer to where you needed him most with every eight-count. 

He didn’t even bother teasing, his hand slipped right underneath the waistband of your sweats. The underwear you were wearing was barely a barrier because of how wet you were. Hyunjin’s skilled fingers knew exactly where to go first and you swore you could’ve cum with just one of his fingers pumping in and out of you, his palm applying the most delicious pressure against your clit at the same time. 

You were practically clinging onto Hyunjin for dear life, your legs started shaking when he added a second finger and picked up speed. He probably could’ve supported you all on his own while still making you feel good but you didn’t wanna waste any more time on his fingers. 

“Please,” you pleaded, “please fuck me.”

Hyunjin’s hand stalled before gradually slowing down. The other nudged you towards the closed door at the end of the hallway, forcing you to move while you were still practically getting finger-fucked. 

He followed right behind as you stumbled to your bedroom, his knees just as wobbly as yours with anticipation. Hyunjin knew you were practically dripping underneath all those clothes which meant not being inside of you was a major inconvenience for him at the moment.

You and Hyunjin had walked down this hallway so many times together already. Sometimes while tearing clothes off the other, making out, or making the executive decision to just fuck right there against the wall. This time, it felt three times as long as any other night (or day) you two had spent together (with or without the prospect of sleeping together).

By the time you had finally made it to your bed, Hyunjin had already unzipped his jeans and was searching through your top drawer for a condom while you watched from on top of your bed. 

Hwang Hyunjin truly was the definition of beautiful. Not pretty, not handsome, he had a universal beauty about him that combined masculinity and femininity into one. A sweet smile, striking eyes, and a jawline that could kill you. Toned muscles, dimples, and legs for days. 

You knew his looks were a soft spot for him and this made you appreciate his sympathetic nature, sense of humor, and kind words more than his body. Your best friend was beautiful inside and out, something you made sure to remind him of.

When he finally got what he was looking for, he held it up with a proud smile on his face and dove down to kiss you. 

You wasted no time in pulling him on top of you and nudging him in between your legs; the weight of his body on top of yours was the biggest relief to you in that moment.

“Can I take your sweats off, princess?”

You usually would’ve cringed at the pet name but it sounded so good coming from Hyunjin’s pretty lips.

He curled his fingers around your waistband after you nodded and tugged your pants down your legs at an agonizingly slow pace. The offensive fabric was tossed off the side of your bed and Hyunjin bent back down to kiss a trail up your thighs before getting rid of your underwear too. 

You sat up to watch him pull his jeans off and actually whined when you saw the bulge in his black underwear. It wasn’t about your body needing his anymore, you were so desperate to have this boy in every sense of the word and he was taking so damn long.

“Why do you choose tonight to take your sweet time?” You tried to mask your neediness with a joke.

“Shouldn’t I be taking my time?” Hyunjin climbed back on top of you. “We have all night, Y/N.”

“Don’t get me wrong, you’re nice to look at, but I don’t wanna spend all night watching you roll a condom on.”

You were laughing at your own joke until Hyunjin raised his eyebrows and handed said-condom out to you, waiting for you to take it.

“You do it, then.”

You gulped, taking the shiny packet from him and sitting up. You were embarrassed to admit you had never put a condom on anyone before, Hyunjin always did it himself and it was a bit too intimate for you to want to do it for any of the rare one night stands you had encountered.

He helped you yank his briefs down and he groaned once his cock was finally free, resting on his smooth stomach.

You rose up on your knees as you pulled the plastic open. Hyunjin watched your face, smiling a bit at how concentrated you were.

“You’ve seen me do it a million times.”

“I’m usually too distracted to focus on your technique, Jinnie,” you replied as you placed the condom on the tip of his cock, holding it in place as you rolled the rest of it down his shaft.

“Good girl,” Hyunjin’s praise made your thighs clench.

“You like that? You like being called a good girl?”

You buried your head in the crook of his shoulder and whined, pleading for him to stop teasing you.

He giggled, the sweetest sound you had ever heard, and wrapped his strong arms around your waist.

You enjoyed the contact only for a moment before pulling back a bit to look at Hyunjin’s face. He brushed the hair out of your eyes and pecked your lips, making you smile and give him a deeper kiss in return. 

You pressed your hips down into his, trying to relieve some of the pressure in your gut by grinding against the hardness between his legs. You tried to ignore how the slick from your pussy made it all the more easier (and messier), but this didn’t escape Hyunjin’s attention.

“You’re dripping down your thighs, baby.”

Hyunjin stared at the most beautiful cunt he had ever seen in his life and was left in awe of how much your body wanted him, he just needed the rest of you to confirm it.

“Are you ready, baby? Can I show you how much I love you?”

You kissed the tip of his nose. “Make me yours, Jinnie.”

Hyunjin held you in place with one of his arms while the other went between your legs, sliding his dick back in forth through your wetness to make the stretch easier. You locked eyes with each other as you sunk down on his length, throwing your head back once all of him was inside of you.

The hands on your hips helped guide you as you rocked back and forth on Hyunjin’s cock, crying out whenever his lower stomach rubbed against your clit in just the right way. Hyunjin’s eyes were glued to where you two were joined, amazed at how tightly your cunt was always wrapped around him. He seemed to disappear inside of you, your body trying to pull him back in every time you rocked forward enough for just his tip to be left inside of you.

The pace was slow, but just what you two needed for the time being. The ability to enjoy each other’s bodies was appreciated, but nothing compared to what being nose-to-nose did for the two of you. Every gasp of yours was stolen by Hyunjin’s lungs, every vibration from his throat swallowed by your chest. 

You fought the urge to close your eyes and lose yourself in the moment, choosing instead to keep eye contact with the boy you loved. The pressure building in your lower stomach and blooming in your chest was overwhelming, only heightened by the intimacy the two of you were sharing in the moment.

Hyunjin pulled your body closer to his, leaning forward and repositioning the two of you so that he could hover above you while you laid on your back. You wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling Hyunjin closer as he rocked into you.

You new it was just your mind playing tricks on you, but you swore Hyunjin had never felt this deep inside of you. You’ve had your fair share of sex but nothing else compared to what you were feeling right now and you let Hyunjin know with every whimper and whine that left your lips.

Hyunjin was smirking into your shoulder, relishing in the sound of his skin slapping into yours with every thrust of his hips. Any moment spent outside of your warm cunt was a sin, he was thinking of slamming back into you the moment he pulled out. 

Hyunjin’s pace quickened, now going impossibly fast. His cock was hitting that spot inside you with every thrust and you were being stretched in the most delicious way possible because of how thick he was. You couldn’t even breathe properly, electricity was being shot through your veins every time Hyunjin moved his hips and you thanked the gods for making your boy a dancer.

One of his arms left the space beside your head to go between your bodies, sliding against your clit effortlessly with every movement because of how wet you were. 

“I love you… I love you so much,” you dug your nails in Hyunjin’s back to get the words out. “You make me feel so good,” you continued, “you always take care of me, you-”

A sob was torn from your throat as the knot in your stomach finally came undone, your body being reduced to a burst of light and what felt like endless waves of pleasure.

Your pussy tightened around Hyunjin’s dick, making him groan into your shoulder as his pace faltered. 

“I’ve got you, baby, you did so well,” Hyunjin promised.

With a final snap of his hips, Hyunjin forced himself as deep as he could go inside of you, releasing into the condom. You ran your fingers through his hair as he leaned his head on your collarbone for support, his orgasm taking too much out of him for him to hold it up himself. 

His pretty lips left open-mouth kisses on your chest, tracing the marks from earlier as he was too spent to leave any new ones.

Hyunjin was so fucking sweaty it was almost funny but in reality, the way his hair stuck to his forehead was kinda hot.

“You’re so sticky, Jinnie.”

He groaned in embarrassment, sliding his body against yours with the movement and further reinforcing your point.

“You love it,” he offered.

You giggled and nodded, smiling harder when Hyunjin nuzzled deeper into your chest.

“I love you too, by the way.”

You hummed in acknowledgment.

“Rest up, okay? Now that I’m your boyfriend, I’m taking you out for breakfast in the morning.”

“We’re gonna fall asleep like this?”

“I don’t plan on pulling out so…”

They say it takes two months to form a habit and one to break it. However, you and Hyunjin were years in the making and neither of you planned on spending any more time pushing the other away. Your deepest insecurities were out in the open and you both had silently pledged to help the other ween away from such thoughts.

Hyunjin had spent a lot of time and many nights between your legs in hopes of achieving what had finally transpired tonight. 

While dreaming of sharing hot chocolate with the one he loved most, Hyunjin slept like a baby.

[blackheart-skz]

Hwang Hyunjin x reader

Hyunjin has always loved beautiful things. From the majestic bird that spread its colourful feathers to please the eyes of spectators to the shiny pearl necklace that was on display at a jewelry store. He would be really fascinated by the fact that the world could make such breathtaking things while he was drowned in darkness and despair.

He wished he could have it all, but he realized a bit to soon that he can't have everything he desires. The sharp pain on his cheek that resulted from his mothers palm, as a punishment for stealing a toy owned by another kid, tingled his cheeks ever so slightly every time he thought of taking what wasn't his. So he started capturing them in photos. He couldn't have them physically but at least he could admire their beauty whenever he wanted. He carried a camera everywhere and every time he saw something that was absolutely beautiful, he would click a photo of it.

Hyunjin life was just like that. He saw a thing he liked. Click. Repeat. He never got tired of it neither did it ever bother him living like this. That was, until he saw you. Out of all the things he had seen so far, you were the prettiest. Everything about you just blew him away. Your eyes. Your smile. Your glowing skin. Everything. When he first saw you, he captured you in his camera just like he would do with every other things, but in minutes he realized that once wasn’t enough. He needed more of you. See more sides of you. So he started following you everywhere. He found out everything about you. From your name to where you lived. He would wait outside your house everyday. Waiting for you to come out so he could capture every little movement of yours in his little camera. He continued doing this but soon enough, he realized this wasn’t enough either. So eventually he decided he needed to see a more intimate side of you. He planted a camera right outside your window. This allowed him to watch without the fear of getting caught.

For days and days, he watched every action of yours through his screen. From you dancing to your favorite songs to you changing your clothes. He was so busy following and watching you that he barely ate or showered. His clothes started becoming too big for him and every time he left the house, people would keep a distance from him. But he couldn’t care less. The only thing that mattered was you. His life revolved around you and you alone. He felt fulfilled and happy living a life that only involved him watching you, but then came one point when the distance between him and you started bothering him. He knew every little detail about you while you did not have a clue about his existence. This caused Hyunjin to drown in a state of dysphoria. He needed you. Next to him. Not just through sight. He needed to smell, touch, and taste you. It was getting unbearable. 

Eventually, he decided to let you know about him and his feelings. He wrote a letter, expressing how beautiful you were, how much he loved you, and how eager he was to make you his. He giddily left that letter in inside your letter box, waiting to see your reaction to his love-filled letter. However, to his dismay, your face contorted to one of disgust and fear as you read that letter. The fact that a random guy you had no idea about had been stalking you for months and really thought after all this, you would happily accept him. You crumpled the paper in your hands and contemplated on whether you should call the police or not. In the end you decided to wait, thinking maybe this was a sick prank. Once wasn't enough to convince you. Maybe it was one your prankster colleagues? I mean they had pulled awful pranks on you so this isn't something new. So you threw the letter in the trash can and called it a day.

On the other hand, however, Hyunjin wasnt impressed. His eyes were flaming and veins popped out on his forehead at his attempt to not lose his temper. Everything was going so amazing but now all of a sudden you want to be a brat and ruin everything. He won't let that happen. You were his prize. His possession. A masterpiece. A beautiful masterpiece that deserved all the praise and affection. And Hyunjin would not let any worldly power taint you with their dirt. He was determined to protect you. And once he is determined, even a godly power cant stop him.

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You unlocked the front door to your house, wiping your muddy shoes on before stepping in. The melting snow had made a muddy mess around the whole town. As you stepped into the living room, an unfamiliar scent hit your nose. Roses. Not that you'd ever smelled them before but it was odd for there to be a rosy scent in the air of your house. You tilted your head in confusion.

Eventually, you decided to follow the scent to where it originated from. To your surprise, you were lead to your room. Upon cautiously opening the door, a gasp left your mouth as hour eyes scanned the room. There were rose petals all over the place. The ground, table, and even your bed. Not only that, the room was illuminated by candles, specifically rose scented ones. All of a sudden, a tall figure appears in front of your eyes, making freeze due to fear. His deep eyes stared at your frail figure and his lips curled into a smirk. He then took a few steps back and grabbed a handful of rose petals on the bed and brought them up to his nose to get a whiff.

"These Roses remind me of you. So sweet, so soft, so fragile, so beautiful."

"But you know roses need care and protection too. Otherwise they wilt and die" He said through his teeth while squishing the petals in his hands, their colour staining his palm.

"Therefore, you my precious, need to be protected and taken care of too, so that your innocence and beauty doesn't get tainted. So the cruel people of this dont dont snatch you away. I dont want you to be put on display. I want to be the only one for you."

Hyunjin's slowly started stepping towards you until you tripped and he grabbed and pushed you against the wall. You tried to let out a scream only for Hyunjin to cover your mouth with a cloth. The sweet scent was hard to resist so you breathed in and out and in and out. As seconds passed by, your view started getting hazy and you eyelids started getting heavy.

"Sleep tight, my love", were the last words you heard before blacking out into nothingness.

[vallkyr]

Step Out

When the people you trust most leave you to get caught by the special task force hunting you, what else is there to do but finding new allies? 

The gif is by my lovely Flower Queen @agustdawn

Pairings: Chan x Kwangsun (OC), Chan x Felix, Minho x Jisung, Changbin x Hyunjin, Younghyun x Liam (OC), Siyeon x Jonghyeon, Aaron x Minhyun and other minor pairings

Genres: Angst, Emotional Hurt, Hurt/Comfort, some Romance and bits of Fluff in between

Tags: Dystopia AU, Rebels AU

Chapter Tags: -

Rating: Mature

General Warnings: Violence, Injury, Panic Attacks, Minor Character Death

Chapter Warnings: -

Word Count: 3,022

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Chapter 2 - Who am I?

Chan sighs as the cuffs are taken off again. They are still trapped in the sterile white clothing, way too big button-up shirt and rather tight-fitting white pants, but that he can bear. At least he isn’t alone anymore. He looks over at Kwangsun who smiles and thanks the security guard for unlocking his handcuffs.

  “Feels good to have them off, huh?” Chan only nods, his hand coming up to massage his sore wrist. But the moment doesn’t seem to agree with his bruised upper body. It only tweaks a little, but the discomfort must have shown. The expression on Kwangsun’s face seems a little concerned as he looks Chan over. “Your face isn’t the only part that got a beating, is it?”

  “No.” Kwangsun tenses up a little, looking away and straightening in his seat. It immediately makes Chan feel guilty for his harsh tone. “Sorry, I-” Before he can continue, the door to the investigation room flies open. Today, for the first time, the investigator steps into a room with a smile. It feels wrong.

  “I am awfully glad to hear both of you are accepting our offer. Welcome to the Division of Internal Terrorism. You may call me Lieutenant Yoon. It might be obvious, but I will state it again, you will work together with the special task force Nr. 318.122.017 and aid them in catching the terrorist group called ‘Stray Kids’.”

  “We are aware,” Chan confirms.

  “Good. Then let’s begin.”

    [-]

    Kwangsun looks at the pictures spread in front of them. He has already put aside the picture showing him after explaining his golden mask with a bright red K all over it. Since they know why he was called Kkul, there wasn’t really a lot to say about his mask. He had to tell them about his position in the group: plosives expert and paramedic. Chan didn’t have too much explaining. After all, his mask is mostly black, with a white nine around his left eye which curls to form a smile at the end. It’s pretty self-explanatory, just like his position as leader.

  Chan picks up another picture. A lean figure almost drowning in the black hoodie. His mask is bright red, has a straight white line down the middle and two large white half circles around the eyes.

  “This is J.One.” Chan’s voice is cold and factual. “His real name is Han Jisung, as I already told you. He used to be one of my closest friends and my right hand.”

  “One of your closest friends?”

  Chan goes tense, sets his jaw. “Before he betrayed me. I think Lee Know got him on his side with… convincing arguments.” Lieutenant Yoon raises his brow. “In bed.”

  “What?” The Lieutenant looks scandalised like Victorian man who saw an ankle.

  “Yes, we were the gays against the government, got a problem with that?”

  Kwangsun chuckles as Chan stares the shocked Lieutenant down. “What Chan is trying to say is that we found each other because we are all attracted to men in some way. Chan, Lee Know- “

  “I am not interested in details!” Lieutenant Yoon shouts. His face clearly reflects his disgust. “So all of you are homosexual?”

  “Gay, bi or pan. If you’re going to be offended by our orientation, at least do it right.” Chan leans back with his arms crossed, his expression still stern. This is the Chan Kwangsun has always liked and admired, the one who keeps fighting no matter what. Even now that he’s backed against the wall, his fighting spirit is still there. Still, his temper could get in the way here.

  “The point is,” Kwangsun intervenes before the situation can escalate any further, “that Lee Know and J.One spend at least one night together. We know that much.”

  “Did they say that?”

  “The hickeys and intense eye contact spoke for themselves,” Chan deadpans. He still isn’t done rubbing their orientation right into that homophobe’s face.                                                                                                                                          

  Lieutenant Yoon sighs deeply. “Let’s please move on to another member.”

  “Gladly.” Chan agrees through gritted teeth before taking another picture into his hand. It shows a rather short but broadly build person. His mask is separated by a white horizontal line, the bottom part is grey. The top half is black and split by a vertical white line down the middle. “Spear B. His real name is Seo Changbin. My other best friend and our weapons expert. I guess Jisung and Lux must have convinced him to join Lee Know.”

  The Lieutenant nods. “What makes you so sure it wasn’t Lee Know himself?”

  “Changbin never really trusted Lee Know, thought Lee Know was hiding something because of how secretive he always was. I guess I should have listened to him…”

  When Chan goes quiet Kwangsun reaches out to hold his hand, squeezing it in reassurance before continuing himself. “Lee Know might have been suspicious, but J.One and Lux weren’t. They both seemed like really… honest. And nice. When looking at them, one wouldn’t think they even know what the word evil means. It’s easy to trust them.”

  “That’s why Lee Know got close to Jisung,” Chan murmurs, his eyes widening in realisation. “It isn’t like Lee Know to pull a move like that just to convince Jisung. He didn’t just want to win over someone close to me, if it was about that it could have just as well been Changbin. But Jisung inspires confidence just as much as he gives it.”

“You think he switched sides just because Lee Know got him laid?” Kwangsun asks.

  “No, but he’s a hopeless romantic. If he believes that Lee Know loves him, he’d do pretty much everything for him and pull the others right along due to his nature…” Chan gulps heavily. Anger twisting his face. “It was all planned. He was the perfect victim for Lee Know’s games and I didn’t realise…”

  “Chan-”

  “No!” Chan flinches away from Kwangsun’s touch, stands up. “He was…” Chan runs a hand through his hair and squeezes his eyes shut.

  Kwangsun turns to towards the Lieutenant, talking in a low voice. “Please give us some time.” Lieutenant Yoon looks up at Chan, who is nervously walking through the room, before nodding. As soon as the Lieutenant is out of the room Kwangsun gets up and walks up to Chan, stopping for a moment when he sees Chan’s tear-filled eyes.

  “I should have realised Lee Know was only playing with him. I-” Kwangsun steps closer to Chan and brings his hands up to Chan’s arms. Tears start rolling over Chan’s cheeks as soon as he looks up at Kwangsun.

  “Chan-ah, it’s not your fault. How were you supposed to know Lee Know would manipulate him like that?”

  “I should have realised Jisung wouldn’t just jump into bed with Lee Know. And especially that he wouldn’t get swayed by a simple fuck. He didn’t turn his back on me out of conviction, he did it for Lee Know. My best friend had his feelings played with and used against him and I let it happen.” Being lost of words, Kwangsun wraps his arms around Chan and hugs him. He feels Chan sink into his arms, become small. “It was my role to watch after everyone. But-”

  “You shouldn’t be so harsh on yourself. Lee Know- “

  “There are no excuses!” Chan pulls away a little to look up at Kwangsun. “I should have protected Jisung, but I failed.”

    [-]

    Jisung gazes at the money, his expression is blank as he picks up a bundle and looks through the banknotes. After a moment he drops it onto the pile again. He feels so fucking numb, still unable to believe what has been happening the past few days. How did it ever come to this? Jisung still doesn’t know how he went through with this, all of them in fact. Especially Lux though. The thought still pierces through Jisung’s heart, weighs him down. They really left Chan and Kwangsun behind. It will get easier with time, Jisung tells himself, has been doing so since they made the plan. It’s yet to become true.

  Jisung only snaps out of his daze when he feels hands on his upper arms. “What are you doing, Honey?” Jisung looks behind him but quickly breaks eye contact with Minho again.

  “I don’t know.”

  Minho slides his hands down Jisung’s arms to wrap them around Jisung’s body and leans closer to kiss his shoulder. “You’re thinking too much.”

  “We left Nine and Kkul to be caught by the DIT, of course I’m thinking!” Jisung swirls around, only stopping when Minho’s fingers curl around his wrists to hold him in place. He has no idea how Minho can stay so calm, keep everyone and everything in check after what they’ve done. Jisung feels half dead because of their plan and Minho won’t bat an eye. But that’s not it. He knows it isn’t. Minho isn’t as cold as he can seem. Right now it’s just hard to remember.

  “Do you regret it?” Minho’s voice is calm and stern, the emotions in his eyes like an unbreakable code.

  “No,” Jisung shakes his head. Despite everything, all the pain and guilt that comes with it, he’s still sure of that. “No, it was the right thing to do.”

  “Exactly.” Minho lets go of his wrists and slides his arms around Jisung to hug him. Jisung lets his head rest on Minho’s shoulder and snuggles closer. “It’s too late to change anything about it anyways. There’s no use breaking your pretty head over something you can’t change.”

  Jisung sighs and leans back a little to look at Minho. “How about you make me stop worrying then?” A smile hushes over Jisung’s face when Minho wiggles his eyebrows and both of Minho’s hands drop down to grab his ass.

  “You came to the right person for that.”

    [-]

    “Of course, we can continue tomorrow,” Lieutenant Yoon assures Kwangsun. Kwangsun stepped out to talk to him in the hallway while Chan stayed in the interrogation room. By now he has calmed a bit, though it had taken quite some time until he had stopped crying. Kwangsun had felt so helpless and weak, unable to do anything but give Chan a shoulder to cry on. “There is just one thing,” the Lieutenant gives him a patronising smile. “We can’t let you two free just like that.”

  Of course. It would be too good to be true if the DIT trusted them to stay put. “I didn’t think you would. What are the conditions?”

  “There is a free apartment in one of our safe houses. It’s suited for two people and fully equipped, so it shouldn’t be a problem that we will not let you into your former homes. And you will have to wear an electronic tag.”

  “Fair enough,” Kwangsun almost laughs but stops himself. “To be honest, I thought you would go for 24/7 supervision. Electronic tags are a relief.”

  Lieutenant Yoon seems amused. “Does this mean we have an agreement?”

  “It’s not like we have much of a choice.” Well, they could stay inside the DIT all the time, but it feels suffocating after just a few days already. And they really need some peace and quiet again. “So yes, we have a deal.”

    [-]

    Despite the relief, electronic tags aren’t exactly pleasant. Especially Chan seems anything but comfortable with getting that thing attached to his ankle. But since their only alternative is staying inside the DIT headquarters the entire time, it’s an inconvenience they must endure before they’re loaded into the back of a car.

  It’s already dark outside when they leave the underground car park. Kwangsun supposes it shouldn’t come as a surprise in February, but he had still hoped for a little glimpse of sunlight after all this time locked inside. The apartment they’re getting moved into isn’t that far away. After just a handful of minutes the car stops in front of a tall building with glass front. They aren’t given much time to take in their new neighbourhood or breath in the fresh, stinging cold air, but are ushered out of the car, past the doorman in the entrance hall and into the elevator. Once inside, the guard presses the button for the 35th floor. The ride passes in complete silence. “This is your new apartment.” Is the only thing the guard says when unlocking the door and stepping aside to let them in.

  Kwangsun is the first to enter, Chan trails close behind him. From the entrance they can look into the open living room. On their right, there is a hallway that must lead to the bedrooms, The apartment is spacious, large glass fronts letting in the city’s lights, wide rooms adorned with light, modern looking furniture. Kwangsun certainly expected something far less luxurious from a DIT safe house. While Kwangsun walks around, taking in the entirety of their new apartment, Chan steps closer to the large window. From here they have a nice view, the city stretching underneath them like a gigantic maze.

  “I’m going to leave now,” the guard announces. “There are a few sets of clothes in different sizes your closets and some food in the fridge. It should be enough for a couple of days. You will be picked up at half past seven tomorrow so be ready then.”

  “Thank you.”

  “If you try to flee we will know and we will find you. So spare us all the trouble.” With those final words, the guard walks out of the door and closes it with a loud thud, leaving them to their own devices.

    [-]

    They spent at least an hour walking around and looking at everything their new apartment has to offer, taking in every single detail. It’s mesmerizing to be honest. Both of them had grown up in rather modest conditions, nothing like the rather large apartment with open kitchen, expensive furnishing and magnificent view.

  “Which bedroom do you want?” Kwangsun asks after they’ve sat down on the couch.

  Chan thinks for a moment. “The one at the end of the hallway, I like the arrangement of furniture there better. And I prefer blue over green.”

  “Perfect, I wanted the other one anyways. It has a bigger part of the glass front.” When Chan looks at him, Kwangsun is smiling. A moment of silence passes before Kwangsun speaks up again. “Our new apartment is really beautiful, isn’t it? I really like the kitchen and living room.”

  “Yeah… I guess the bedrooms are pretty cool.”

  Kwangsun snorts with laughter. “What, don’t tell me you miss the abandoned, run-down buildings we used to hide in?”

  “No…” For a second Chan hesitates. “But I miss the atmosphere. All of us sitting together by our little campfire, discussing the latest mission… I always enjoyed that, how we laughed together and cared for each other. Everything here seems so cold. But in hindsight, maybe our relationship as a group wasn’t all that good after all…”

  In the silence of the room Kwangsun shifts a little, turns towards Chan, props his elbow up on the back of the couch and leans his head against his knuckles. “The others really meant a lot to you, didn’t they?” His voice is lower than before, it sounds almost cautious.

  Chan’s chest tightens a little with the shift of atmosphere. “They still do. All of you.” The words make it hard to look at Kwangsun, so Chan stares ahead at the way too big TV instead. His face feels a little warm from the confession.

  “Even Lee Know and Lux?”

  He gulps. It’s a question Chan should have expected. “I think so… Yeah… I’m scared of what the DIT might do to them. I guess that’s another reason why I want us involved in this… I want them captive not dead. I hate their guts but some part of me still wants to protect them. After everything they did to me, to us. To Jisung.”

Kwangsun sighs, before lowering his hand onto Chan’s thigh. Chan’s throat feels tight. “There’s nothing you could have done about Lee Know and Jisung.”

  “I just let it happen, Hyung. I was watching the entire time and I didn’t-” Tears roll down Chan’s face and he immediately finds himself getting wrapped up in Kwangsun’s arms and his head being leaned against Kwangsun’s shoulder. “I remember how it all started, how Lee Know would always look at Jisung during our meetings. Jisung always smiled and blushed whenever he noticed until he started staring back at Lee Know.”

  “You couldn’t have known, Lee Know convinced me as well. He really did make it look like he was falling for Jisung.”

  “I should have made a rule against relationships,” Chan mumbles out of nowhere. “I considered it.”

  Silence fills the room. Chan can feel Kwangsun tensing up a little but if Kwangsun wants to say something he holds it back. So Chan continues. “When our group grew past Changbin, Jisung and I, I wanted to make sure that romantic relationships don’t get in the way. Love makes people irrational and that could have endangered our missions. But then Lux showed up.”

  Kwangsun’s hold around Chan tightens a bit. “I liked Lux from the moment we met. Love at first sight if you want to call it that way. That’s the only reason I never introduced that rule. Because I hoped to get closer to Lux…”

  “Don’t tell me that’s why you feel so guilty about what happened? Because you didn’t prohibit relationships between members?”

  “If I had introduced the rule, none of this would have happened. Lee Know’s plan would have failed, he couldn’t have played with Jisung’s feelings and Lux couldn’t have played with mine.”

  “Chan-ah, that’s-”

  “If it wasn’t for my stupid crush on Lux we would still be with Stray Kids. I put my own interest over the group and look what happened.” Chan sobs and presses closer to Kwangsun’s body. “Everything we worked for, the people we cared for, we lost it all because of my selfishness. I don’t deserve to call myself a leader.”

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Question | Chapter 6

Words: 3,111

Genre: college au, angst, fluff

Pairing: SKZ x reader

Summary: Your best friend, Minho, had been refusing to introduce you to his other group of best friends for months now, with no explanation as to why. One night after getting drunk after work together, he gave in to your pleas. Oops.

Warning: Contains mature content (such as coarse language, violent themes, etc).

A/N: Sorry guys! I know it’s been so long, but since it’s uni break, I’m back for a while. I hope you like this chapter. I really like were the story is going and I hope you do, too! Also, shoutout to @omniligence for asking if I planned to continue writing. I honestly might have forgotten that I have the freedom to do it again. (longest chapter yet!)

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Thursday rolled around, and you weren’t exactly sure why, but you were dreading it. After all the antics of the past week, you were finally seeing Minho. It was kind of surprising it took you two this long to hang out. The last time you saw him was the morning after the drinking night with his roommates. Maybe that’s part of the reason you felt uneasy?

You had slept in his jumper again that night, but somehow remembered to wash it between now and then. You left it folded on the coffee table so you wouldn’t forget to give it to him when you got back from lunch. It was quarter past twelve, meaning he was due any second. You guys usually planned timing quite loosely, knowing the other would text you when they were on their way, or if anything came up affecting your plans.

You took the opportunity to fill in the small amount of spare time you had to check your work schedule. You had previously arranged to switch shifts with one of the girls that was going to a wedding on Saturday, and forgot to get the day off. Thus, your assigned Sunday shift had moved to a Saturday again. Specifically the afternoon. You texted Eunwoo this new found information. The two of you had been trying to find time for a girls night, and with the lack of a shift on Sunday, Saturday night sounded perfect.

As the message went out, Minho came in. You had left the door unlocked, but even if you hadn’t, you’d trusted him with your spare key. You’ve needed to use it once or twice since you met. Isn’t it strange how you can be closer to the people you’ve known for the shortest amount of time than those you’ve known your whole life?

He wandered over and fell into the couch with a relative amount of grace, stared forward, then rolled his head towards you. He just looked, and you read his mind. Bringing your legs up onto the couch, you moved to face him. “What’s up, Lee?” Slipped effortless from your mouth as you rested your head in your hand, arm propped up on the back of the couch. You analysed him. You knew his mannerisms better than your own, and this was the ‘something’s bothering me’ expression. Yes, he looked like that most of the time, but the detail that defined the difference was the emotion held in his eyes.

“So, something happened the other day.” He knew better than to trying to avoid telling you what was on his mind, and it seemed in this case he wasn’t planning to, anyway. After seeing half his apartment occupants over the past few days, your mind went to the other 8 boys he had for company. Was it about the prank they played on Felix? Was it something to do with running into them so much recently? Did something happen at the house? You couldn’t help the flood of questions that began to swim around in your mind. This happened often. You liked to joke that overthinking is your ‘hobby’.

“At the bar.” He deadpanned. His eyes stared into thin air. Your curiosity peaked. He continued. “My manager is acting completely different. He’s forgetting his shifts, ignoring the casual roster and being an absolute dick over all.” He shifted again, eyes meeting yours. You expected them to be filled with annoyance at his boss’ antics, but they held none. Instead, they were overflowing with concern. The room felt tense. He meant it. Something was off. He drew a sharp breath, then relaxed. He continued.

“It’s just not like him, you know? At first I thought it might be some guys threatening the bar. There are the usual shady guys that come in occasionally, but none of them have been giving off a bad vibe, and I haven’t seen anyone dodgy coming around the place. I just can’t figure out what’s wrong. It’s so unlike him. Like, do I say something or…” he trailed off. He didn’t expect you to answer. He just wanted you to listen. He needed to get it off his chest. Neither of you said anything for a while. Until you broke the silence.

“On a lighter note, I’m starving. Please can we go get food?” You stood up and began to grab your things. With a humorous scoff, Minho nodded, rising from his seat and picking up his jumper that he had noticed you left on the coffee table. “Where are we going?” He looked to you for instruction as he opened the door. You walked through the frame and waited for him to pull the door shut. He checked that the door did, in fact, lock when he shut it behind him, then lead the way to the elevator. Once he had called for it, you looked at each other and, as if on cue, spoke in unison, “Hirai”.

-

Hirai was your go-to Japanese restaurant. It was reasonably priced, some level of authentic and the half way point between your apartment and the boys’ place. You had stumbled upon it when you first moved in.

Minho went to order for the both of you. It was normal for one of you to pay for lunch and the other to pay for whatever dessert, snack or drinks you ordered later in the day. You took the opportunity to flick through your notifications. There didn’t appear to be anything noteworthy, so you were about to lock your screen when Facebook alerted you to a post on your university’s page. You weren’t one to go on Facebook. It was more of a way to find out about promotions from food places and occasionally tag friends in memes. You clicked the notification, and your mouth dropped as Minho took his seat across the table.

“It’s happened. Again!” You seethed, turning the screen to let Minho scan over what you’d just read. “Are they serious? They’ve been saying they’d close the place for months and now their backing out? Don’t they know the reputation the frat has?” He was just as annoyed as you.

One of the few boarding houses your university had a bad reputation, with dozens upon dozens of scandals from academic violations to vile crimes. The student’s had dubbed it ‘the frat’ as it was the closest thing the university had to a frat house. You’d only ever gone to one party there, and what you encountered put you off for the rest of your uni career. It was supposed to be shut down at the beginning of last semester, but with the majority of the guys living in the frat being well-off, their parents probably gave the university a nice payout to keep it’s doors open. It disgusted both of you. “I wish I had that much money.” Minho appeared to have also been running the situation through his head. “I’d be free of uni debt and-”  

“Become a crazy cat lady?” You giggled as he signed in annoyance, prodding his ramen with his chopsticks. “Shut up.” he mumbled under his breath, and you erupted into giggles again. He tried to stifle a laugh, but was cut off by a voice that was familiar to the both of you.

“Hyung? Noona?” You turn to be met with a beaming smile from Han Jisung, Changbin following closely behind him. You were pretty surprised, but it made sense to see the two boys there. It was close by and Minho probably would of told them about your little spot. It was just that you’d never seen them there before. The coincidence was uncanny. Your best friend’s roommates truely were everywhere lately.

You thought you heard an irritated sigh slip through your best friend’s lips, but convinced yourself you were hearing things. “Jisung, Changbin,” you smiled up at the boys, “What’re you doing here?” Minho said in unison with you, though his tone held a lot of annoyance in comparison. He mentioned on the walk that he had left to the boys having their own mukbang party, and that he wanted to spare you from Felix’s ASMR.

“The boys overcooked half the food, so we’re picking up Japanese instead.” Changbin replied, his voice relaxed and a small smile playing on his lips. Minho gave a small grunt, stuffing his face full of ramen to avoid the confused stare you sent his way. What’s up with him?

Before you could reply, Changbin spoke up again, “Will you be coming over again soon, Y/n-ah?”. You kinda just stared at Minho. He stared at his ramen. You rolled your eyes. “Hopefully! It was fun getting to know you guys. Plus, then I can be involved with the next prank on-”

“You know about that?!” Minho’s voice had raised considerably, earning a ton of strange looks from everyone around, including yourself and the the two boys standing beside you. He gathered his composure. “How?” He asked, feigning nonchalance.

“I was out with Eunwoo the other day. We found a cafe and it just happened to be the one Hyunjin and Jeongin work at.” The boy’s face was still plastered with shock and confusion, eyes big and round, looking at you. “Jeongin has a job?” He looked stunned that you knew something he didn’t. About his roommate no less.

There were eyerolls all ‘round. “You really don’t pay much attention do you, hyung?” Changbin smirked. You smiled at him, eyes briefly connecting with Jisung before looking back to Minho. He was beyond annoyed. “Can’t I just eat in peace?” He huffed, playing with his ramen.

“Yeah, that’s our cue to go. Hope to see you soon, though.” Jisung smiled and placed a warm hand on your shoulder, moving towards the restaurant counter. Changbin gave a nod, leaving you alone with Minho once again.

You just sat there for a second, staring at him. He looked up hesitantly after feeling your eyes boring into the top of his skull. “What?” He shoved more food in his mouth, opting to focus on the table rather than meet your eyes. You just shook your head, half smiling at the idiot sitting across from you. You brushed off his weird behaviour and went back to enjoying lunch with your best friend.

-

The both of you were walking around the neighbourhood aimlessly. Neither of you had anywhere to go after lunch, and it seems like Minho didn’t particularly fancy going home. Honestly, neither did you. So you did what you always did when you both felt like this. You wandered.

You’d made some great discoveries on trips like this, the little adventures you and Minho went on frequently after you met. That’s how you figured out he lived so close by. You were quite strategic when it came to moving into your first solo apartment. At least that’s what you’d like to think. Majority of it was dumb luck. You had moved into a relatively lively suburb. Busy enough to have some level of a community vibe, with restaurants and cafes and shops dotting every street. However, not so much that it was loud or filled with obnoxious people driving through or yelling at 2am on a Saturday night. You just happened to receive a job offer from one of those shops, and wandered past the bar a few blocks down one afternoon with Minho.

“I work there.” The boy lazily pointed. You nodded at first, not particularly interested in filling the void in the conversation. Then you realised just how close it was. “Wait. I live near here. My work place is a few blocks back, and I live that way.” You gestured in the general direction of where you vaguely thought the apartment building was. “Huh,” a smirk took place on his lips, “you’re only a few minutes away. My place is further up this way.” He nodded in the direction you were headed. That’s probably a contributing factor to how you guys grew to be so close. It was just easy.

“This is new.” Minho exclaimed, snapping you out of the memories you were reminiscing upon. Your head jerked to see what he was looking at. What was once an old antique shop that had been closed for months was now a bright, pastel-themed bubble tea shop. You exchanged a look, both shrugged and walked in, because why not? Minho grabbed a menu for you both to look through. The amount of flavours was overwhelming, but neatly categorised for your convenience. Something you were grateful for.

Minho decided quite quickly. He tapped your arm, gesturing for your card. You were so wrapped up in your own thoughts you forgot it was your shout. He took a step into line as you tried to figure out how all the toppings, ice and sugar levels worked at this place. You finally settled on a flavour you guessed you’d like and were willing to try. Minho had ordered. He handed over your card, giving you a sly smile as he spun around towards a seat in the waiting area. What is he on? You rolled your eyes, approaching the counter.

You had to stifle a blush. The guy standing opposite you was attractive, but he seemed unaware to it. His smile was almost blinding. It was hard to concentrate on anything else. Was this why Minho looked at you like that? Did he know you were gonna have a crisis because the guy behind the counter was inhumanely attractive? Your thoughts were cut short.

“Hi,” he beamed down at you, “what can I get you?” You smiled back, somehow feeling more at ease with his focus on you. You surprisingly managed to get through your order without making a total fool of yourself. He looked at you the whole time, listening intently and nodding every so often. Only after you’d finished did he start inputting your order. You stood patiently.

“You haven’t been here before have you?” He said with a knowing tone of voice. He looked up at you briefly, still filling in your order. You hadn’t expected him to start a conversation. “U-uh, no. My friend and I just found it while we were wandering around.” You were hoping you managed to smooth out your words enough for him to miss the tremor in your words. He looked up from the screen at you again, and the smile he gave seemed a little less pure. “Well, I’m glad you did.” He smirked slightly.

He told you the price, gesturing to the EFTPOS machine between you, asking your name as you tapped your card. “Y/n” you smiled back once you knew the transaction went through. The embarrassment of your card randomly declining was the last thing you needed. He just nodded to himself, taking note. He handed you the order number. “It shouldn’t be too long,” and just like that, he set to work on your order. Your head was spinning from how charming this guy was, but it wasn’t in a like ‘I’m a player’ type way, more of a ‘I’m just a genuinely friendly guy’ way. You shook the thought out of your head. No point to get your hopes up. You’d probably never see him again.

Minho was smirking at you. “Shut up!” You mumbled under your breath and hit his folded arms. You knew he was teasing you. It was probably obvious how flustered you were. To him at least. You were about to ask him why he gave you that look before, but were cut off by the same voice that served you moments ago.

“Number 2, number 3” His eyes met yours with a small smile. Minho stood up to get your orders, taking both numbers with him. You waited by the door, expecting Minho to be on your heels by then. You were taken aback when he was still at the counter. They’re talking? Since when was Minho so friendly with random people he just met? By this point, you were beyond confused.

“The hell is going on with you today?” You pushed once you were further down the block. Minho just sipped on his tea, feigning innocence, “What do you mean?” You gawked at him, channeling all your exasperation through your eyes. It was to no avail. He acted sheepish, ignoring you, eyes looking ahead. “Do you like it?” Referring to your drink.  

You took a sip, nodding back at him. “It’s actually really good. Want to try?” You went to offer but he waved his hand. “I’m good. I like mine.” You shook your head, giggling at his antics.

“Can I try?” You went to grab the cup, but he manoeuvred it out of your reach. He was protecting it like it was his firs- born child. “No~,” he whined, “it’s mine~” Boy, was he melodramatic. After seeing you pout, he rolled his eyes and gave in. Handing it over, you took a sip. “That’s nice. I like mine better, though.” He laughed. “Of course you do. I’ll try it if we go back.” You nodded in agreement. He practically snatched the cup out of your hands. You could almost hear him saying ‘that’s enough!’ Inside his head. A giggle broke through your lips, rolling your eyes in sync.

He stopped walking, placing his tea on the window ledge of the building you were passing by. He had been holding the jumper this whole time. It surprised you that he managed this long without getting aggravated at the inconvenience. He tied it around his waist, stopped, then retied it so one sleeve came over his right shoulder, and the other one from underneath his left arm. He paused again, reevaluating the whole situation. You burst out laughing. “Shut up.” He whined, tying it around his waist again. “You should’ve left it.” A statement equivalent to ‘I told you so’. He began walking again, giving you a light shove as he spoke, “Just drink your tea.” You didn’t miss the knowing curve of his lips. You were satisfied with your victory.

With a meaningless sigh, you filled the small silence by examining your tea. Looking down at the label, you made a mental note for when you go there again to order the same thing. That’s when you noticed it, and a smile crept onto your face. There was something different on your label, scribbled in black ink.

The name ‘Jaemin’, followed by a 10 digit number.

“What are you smiling about?” Minho cocked an eyebrow your way.

“Nothing.” You sung, smiling down at the pavement as you made your way home.

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Side note: Teehee Dreamies are featuring in here too~

[cosmos-recs]

ALSHSKSHSKKSSKSJJS M ‼️

i have WORDS. and a LOT OF THEM ‼️

1. pleaseeeee tell me you’re gonna write a part 2 for chan’s part. you can’t just leave it like that– that tore my heart to pieces omg. also it might have ignited my fight or flight response bcs oh my gODDDD some dudes and their girl best friends… they really don’t know boundaries istg.

2. changbin in the minho section– pls why is that man SUCH a younger brother?? i wouldn’t even warn him, i’d just take the underwear and smack him with it.

also. gosh!!! y/n was so chill about minho lying. i would have criedddd. but ngl, i was a little relieved that minho’s one was not as sad as chan’s. that just– ooooof that one really got to me.

AND OMG I JUST REMEMBERED THAT CLINGY LINE FROM CHAN’S??? 100% THATS SOMETHING THAT AREUM GIRL FED TO HIM ISTG– she probably said y/n was clingy when the boys said y/n was asking where chan went 💀 i hate her already. if you make chan’s one into a full fic, tag me bcs i would read it like… 20 times probably. i’m so invested in the anti-areum campaign.

3. NAH CAUSE LET ME FUCKING AT THIS GIRL WHAT– WHO INTERRUPTS SOMEONE’S PROPOSAL LIKE THIS?! SHE COULD HAVE ASKED SOMEONE ELSE?? OR DO IT HERSELF??? LIKE BITCH– i’m even more anti-areum than before.

okay but also? bestie your writing??? the description?? the pain??? OOOF. icb changbin just left like that 💀 i would say NO to the proposal at that point ✋🏻

4. okay. hyunjin’s areum seems fine. first areum i don’t hate. thank you for giving my heart a break i was about to go ballistic on a bitch that don’t even exist 🤡

5. M…. bestie…. i just said– i JUST thanked you for sparing my heart and you do this. yeah no, jisung is… ✋🏻😶 ELECTRIC CHAIR!!! who DOES THAT?!

M pls we need a part 2 with jisung GETTING HIS ASS HANDED TO HIM (and chan having a fluff ending pls don’t break my heart over my bias i will actually cry). BUT JISUNG!!! JISUNG NEEDS A LESSON 😤👊🏻

[new fear unlocked: your bf might suddenly leave your apartment one day to get with his gbf and all you can do is cry]

6. okay i was about to throw hands at felix but then mans half redeemed himself in the last second. still pissed at areum tho. tf is this girl up to? any girl who needs to disturb her friend when he’s celebrating with his s/o is no friend. like come on, you can give him one day. sounds like she’s low-key in love with felix.

okay istg i’m so annoyed with this fictional girl. i wanna THROW SOME PUNCHES 😾😾😾😾

7. dear kim seungmin… you have earned… 🥳 A SLAP IN THE FACE 🥳 CONGRATULATIONS 🎉🎉🎉

[i am disgusted honestly. i have no words. which also just means you wrote this whole thing to be so believable ohmygodddd the emotions i’m feeling M‼️‼️‼️ WHY⁉️⁉️⁉️]

8. okay honestly? i would break up. icb y/n just gave him the silent treatment. but i would break up. like… why on earth would you stay friend with someone who’s mean to your partner?? and then LIE ABOUT BEING SICK?!

but since innie is… innie. i guess he can get another chance 🙄 but areum has to GO 👉🏻 🚪

gosh, M the amount of emotions i’ve felt while reading this… the one that stood out the most was my hatred for areum. that name is ruined for me forever now. i will never look at anyone named areum the same way 💀 but alshsksjsk i did really enjoy this. even if it made my blood boil

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