#not changbin immediately clocking his tea..

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[learning wise words from his wife]

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Together - Bang Chan x Reader

pairing: Bang Chan x F!Reader

tags: angst with hopeful/good ending, mentions of not eating, felix swears a LOT

req? nope! this was based off of a day dream lol

wc: 1,853

Chan hasn't left his studio in a while, time to send in the big guns.

“Hyung, I’m just saying, you should come get lunch with us, this can wait.” Jisung shuffles back and forth on his feet, glancing sideways at Changbin who has a sort of grimace on his face.

“I said no.” Chan doesn’t even bother looking up at them now and Jisung doesn’t remember the last time he received eye contact from the man sitting at the desk.

“When was the last time you took a break?” Changbin tries, gently. He watches Chan glance toward the clock. 

“Uh, three? Yeah…” Chan trails off. Jisung and Changbin let out a sigh in tandem, that was five hours ago.

For whatever reason, Chan has essentially locked himself in the 3RACHA studio for the past month. He hardly leaves, even to get food, let alone rest. The members have been trying their best to keep him alive by bringing him calorie-dense shakes and various takeout and snacks, although some of it goes untouched. No one knows how it got this bad, or even what caused his mindset to shift like this. He’s clearly not coping, but at the same time, no one can get through to him. Not even you, his girlfriend, his so-called soulmate.

Of course, you knew about the situation, you were one of the first to pick up on his behaviour: coming home later and later, skipping meals to spend more time working, and even working a lot more at home. You always encouraged Chan to leave it at the front door as much as possible, because believe it or not this isn’t the first time it's happened, but it’s never lasted this long.

Jisung and Changbin leave, unsuccessful for the fourth time this week. They’re getting worried, he’s lost some weight and to put it nicely, he looks like shit. They decide to call you.

You’re in the kitchen washing up when you see your phone light up, with a picture of Jisung filling the screen. You dab your fingers on a tea towel and, shove the phone in between your ear and shoulder.

“Hey Ji, what’s up?”

“Hey Y/N, are you busy?” You hear the slight concern lacing his voice, you think you already know what this is about.

“Not particularly, just tidying up.” You dry your hands properly and grab your phone.

“Good, uh, it’s about Chan.”

“Ah.”

“Yeah, Changbin and I tried to get him out, he’s been here since yesterday.” Hearing that broke your heart a little.

“Want me to try?” you sigh doubtful that you’d get through to him either.

“Would you?” Jisung asks.

“Of course, I’ll be there in twenty,” you say. Ending the call with Jisung, you quickly gather your things to leave. Sure enough, you make it to the JYPE building no more than twenty minutes later, and you find Changbin and Jisung in the corridor leading to the 3racha studio. After some words of encouragement and a pat on the shoulder from Changbin, you knock and enter the studio.

Your heart twinges when you see him, it’s only been a few days since you saw him, but the time apart makes the difference more noticeable. He looks hollow and a little sunken in, with dark bags underneath lifeless eyes. You walk up to him silently, his back to you, and you reach out, putting your hands on his shoulders. 

Startling a little, he looks back at you, relaxing again when he realises it’s just you. He surprises you by taking his headphones off, although his gaze returns to the screens in front of him.

“Hi, baby,” you breathe out into his hair, kissing just above his forehead. 

“Hey.”

It’s not much of a response.

“Chan, will you turn around and look at me?” 

To your surprise, he listens and spins around to you in his chair. He looks like Hell, but he’s still your Chan, all his soft features looking like they’ve been put through it. You crouch down to his level.

“You need to come home, baby.” You reach out and grab his hands to keep him from moving immediately.

“Why?” He squints.

“Chan, you know why.” When he doesn’t respond, you continue.

“You’re not okay, I haven’t seen you in almost a week. The boys are worried about you, I’m worried about you,” you say, gently.

“I’m fine,” he huffs.

“Baby, you know that’s not true. Chan, please, talk to me.” You squeeze his hands. Momentarily he glances down at your intertwined fingers, and you find yourself hoping for a second.

“I said I’m fine, you should leave, Y/N.” He lets go. Before he gets the chance to turn around, you grab the edges of his chair.

“No, Chan, we spoke about this. I can’t sit here and watch you do this to yourself.”

“Do what?” he huffs, rolling his eyes.

“I don’t know, whatever this is.” You gesture wildly into the space between you. He’s quiet for a few moments.

“So, what? What are you gonna do?” 

“I’ll leave,” you say, shakily.

“So leave then,” he spits at you, turning back to his desk.

“Chris, you don’t get it. I will leave.” you pause, staring into the back of his head as if you could scream directly into his mind.

“If I walk out of here, this is the last time you’ll see me.”

You watch as he pauses his typing, tensing in his seat.

“Fine, leave.” He turns his head to send you a glare.

“I don’t want to.” You strain, frustrated.

“You clearly do! Stop pretending you know what’s good for me! You have no idea what’s going on.” His voice is raising in volume now.

“Chan! Why are you acting like this?” You begin to feel tears gathering behind your eyes. 

“Just leave Y/N, get out.”

“You’re willing to lose me?” You choke back a sob. He doesn’t reply.

“Fine, I get it, I’ll leave you alone. I wish you the best Chan, I really do.”

The corridor of the JYP building is a blur after you leave the studio, Changbin and Jisung never left, so they catch you. You manage to get out enough words to get the point across and they both try their best to comfort you. Changbin offers to drive you home and you accept. The drive is quiet and he lets you cry it out.

All of a sudden the music on the radio pauses as Changbin’s phone begins to ring, his dashboard showing Felix’s name. Changbin looks over at you.

“Go ahead.” You faintly smile, your head resting on the plush leather.

“Hey, Felix.”

“Hey Hyung, where are you? You were meant to meet me at the dance studio twenty minutes ago.” You hear Felix’s deep voice resonate through the car speakers.

“Yeah, sorry about that, I’m giving Y/N a ride home. I forgot to text, my bad,” Changbin says.

“Y/N?” he asks.

“Hi, Felix,” you croak.

“Hey, what’s happened? Why isn’t Chan driving her?”

“Chan and I broke up, I think,” you say into the car.

“What the Hell? What happened?” Felix’s voice sounds just as confused as you feel.

“I’ll explain later, lix, I gotta go,” Changbin speaks up. They share a quick goodbye and he hangs up, just as you turn onto your street. 

“I’m sorry about everything, Y/N.” Changbin pulls up outside your apartment building. 

“It’s not your fault, Bin. I didn’t want this to happen, but I also can’t watch him slowly destroy himself, y’know?” Your tears have dried up for now. 

Changbin nods and you thank him for the ride, exiting the car and heading straight up to your apartment to collapse in bed. 

Felix sprints up the three flights of stairs and two corridors that separate him from the 3racha studio, where he knows Chan will be.

Not even bothering to knock, he throws open the door and stomps towards Chan, ripping the pair of headphones off his head. Chan startles but quickly regains some semblance of composure the second Felix speaks.

“Are you going to explain what the fuck has happened?” Felix sounds angry. Chan looks up.

“What are you on about?” Chan asks, attempting to brush off the thing he knows is coming.

“Don’t play fucking dumb with me. What did you do to Y/N?” 

“I didn’t do anything, she was the one who left me!” Chan’s voice beginning to raise in defense.

“Oh my god, Chan, get your head out of your ass. She loves you, she wouldn’t just leave.” Felix’s voice strains.

“Felix, you don’t know what’s going on.” Chan attempts to dismiss him.

“Fuck off, Chris. You know that’s bullshit. You need to listen to me.” Felix grabs him by each shoulder forcing him to look him in the eyes, blinking like a mouse caught in a trap.

“Chris, you’re right, I don’t know what’s going on in your head, but I do know something. You’re a complete and total idiot if you’re gonna let Y/N leave. She loves you and is worried about you, we all are. We all care about you so much, we just want to help, but we can’t if you won’t let us. I know you, so I know you will absolutely regret whatever the fuck it is that you’re doing. So, I need you to do me a favour, just one thing, please.” Felix pauses, taking a deep breath. He can see the cogs slowly beginning to turn in Chan’s head.

“Chris, you need to snap out of this and get the hell out of this studio. Right now.”

You awoke to the sound of frantic knocking at your front door. In a daze, you made it to the peephole. You’re surprised to see Felix, but you quickly unlock it and swing the door open.

“Felix? What are you doing here?” Your voice comes out hoarser than you had wanted.

“Give him Hell,” Felix says, before grabbing something to the right of him, his hand reappearing holding the disheveled body of your boyfriend. Chan stumbles into view and is ultimately pushed over the threshold of your apartment. Felix quickly takes off. Even more dazed than before, you close the front door and lock it, elongating the task as long as possible before you’d have to turn around and face him.

When you turn around, you’re caught in a trap. Staring into each other's eyes, both unmoving, silent. God knows how long it lasts but eventually Chan opens his mouth.

“So are you going to give me hell?”

You laugh.

You actually let out something that resembles a laugh, but partially also a sob.

“I want to, but I’m honestly too happy to see you out of that studio.”

He laughs.

You break, walking over to him, wrapping your arms around his middle. His arms wrap around your shoulders instinctively, and you breathe in the deep warmth of your boyfriend. The familiarity and comfort you feel in his embrace almost makes you laugh, for how could you ever leave this man so easily? Of course, you knew you had mostly been lying when you said it. With time, and the right communication, you’d get past it. Together.

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The Love I Always Dreamt Of (M) ~Changbin

Pairing: Werewolf!Changbin x Werewolf!F.Reader Themes: Fantasy/Supernatural AU | Smut | Fluff | Established Relationship Word Count: ~5k | AO3 Synopsis: As you and Changbin got to fulfil one of your shared fantasies, he couldn’t help but be reminded that you were the one and only wolf for him. [This story is an instalment of my WereRoomies series. although you probably don’t need to read the previous Changbin instalments to understand and enjoy this, i highly recommend you to~]. Warnings: this is all so soft and maybe a bit corny, all things considered · they’re in love, your honour · graphic depictions of intercourse (smut warnings under the cut).

Author’s Note: the title of this one was inspired by a song called Cuando Llegue tu Amor from an Argentine series i used to watch. it makes me feel butterflies in my belly to this day… anyway, this one was long overdue in my opinion. i was DYING to write Changbin and his girl like this, and i’m happy i finally got to do it. this might not be everyone’s cup of tea, but i hope some of you get to enjoy it regardless !

Due to all the abovementioned warnings, this story is intended for an adult audience only. Minors please do not interact.

Changbin’s WereRoomies Instalments: Finding Comfort in Autumn · Heat · The Love I Always Dreamt Of.

Smut Warnings: oral [F.Rec]/facesitting · pegging · marking · themes of breeding · praising.

Disclaimer: the story represented in this work does not represent Stray Kids in any way; anything described in this story and all actions performed by the characters are purely fictional, this was created just for good fun.

It wasn’t common for Changbin to be home earlier than you. He often had to stay back at work to finish whichever bullshit task his boss assigned him that day, while you, with your privileged IT coordinator role, got to come home on time. Today, though, his boss had finally let him get those hours the company owed him, and he was able to clock out early in the afternoon.

You’d sent Changbin a text a couple of hours ago when your shift had ended, telling him you were going to meet up with Chris’ girlfriend at the shopping centre, and that it’d take you a bit to come home. This, admittedly, made him pout like a sad puppy. He finally was home at a normal time, but what was the point if he couldn’t spend some time with his dearest omega? 

Regardless, he figured you more than deserved to go out with a friend to unwind, so he simply sent you a ‘have fun pup! bring some of those cookies i like💕’ back, and decided to watch some movie on TV that could distract him enough.

A couple of hours after you both texted, Changbin heard the rumble of his phone on the coffee table, so he reached for it, and he immediately smiled as he saw it was you who was calling.

“Hi, pup”, Changbin took the remote and lowered the TV’s volume so he could hear you properly.

“Hi, Binnie”, you sounded incredibly happy, Changbin could practically hear the smile on your face, and in turn, it made him smile. “How’re you doing?”

“I’m bored”, he admitted. “I’m all lonely and sad because my mate hasn’t come home yet”, Changbin brought a hand to the junction of his neck and shoulder, mindlessly tracing the raised skin your mating bite had left behind.

Somehow, it was both incredibly crazy and totally normal that he had mated. Crazy because he, an alpha, had been the one marked, that he’d been marked by you, an omega. But it was also normal because it had been you who’d done it.

Never in his life had Changbin felt this much like himself, knowing that he’d get to spend the rest of his life with you, the omega that used to drive him crazy, the omega that ran away from her former pack and sought comfort in him, the omega that had inadvertently shown him that his needs and his feelings were normal, was enough for him to feel nothing but excitement and love. 

Nothing had been traditional in your relationship, but that was fine. More than fine. It was amazing.

“Aww, don’t be like that. I’m coming home soon”, you chuckled. “Which is why I’m calling you. I got a surprise for you”.

“A surprise?” Had he been in his wolf form, Changbin was sure his ears would’ve perked up and his tail would’ve started to wag as soon as he heard that.

“Mm. A surprise. But…you’d need to prep yourself, baby”.

“Oh?” Goosebumps rose on his arms when he caught on your tone. Whenever you asked him to prep before you came home, he just knew you’d be in some type of mood. A very horny mood that surely meant you were just going to rock his world. “Go on, I’m listening…”

“Nuh-uh, I’m not giving you any spoilers. Just need you to clean yourself up and be ready when I get home”.

“Just clean up?” A little smirk made its way onto Changbin’s lips. “Know that I asked that while I wiggled my eyebrows”.

He heard you chuckle on the other side of the line, and honestly, he probably shouldn’t have felt as giddy as he did, but he was giddy, and curious as to what you had in store for him. “You can stretch yourself a bit, too, if you want. I’m not sure if my dearest alpha is patient enough to wait for me to get home”.

Changbin shot up from the sofa, immediately making his way to the bathroom. “Your dearest alpha is practically in the shower already”.

“Mmm…Love when you follow instructions this well, Binnie. You should do the same at work”.

Changbin groaned at that, just as he reached the bathroom and started to tug his shorts down. “Don’t talk about work now! you’ll bring my boner down”.

You laughed, offering a ‘Fine, fine…Anyway, I’ll be there in less than an hour, baby. See you then. Hm?’

He honestly couldn’t have felt any more excited.

As soon as you walked through the door, Changbin was on you. 

Your shopping bags ungraciously dropped to the floor, and a surprised yelp left your lips when Changbin kissed you. 

With a tight grip on your thighs, he lifted you up to press you against the back of your front door just as your legs wrapped around his waist and your fingers buried in his hair. The taste of you on his tongue was exactly what Changbin had been needing all day, and the harder he got, the more impatient he was getting. 

“Welcome home, puppy…” He mumbled against the skin of your neck once he detached his mouth from yours to focus on your throat instead.

“T–Thank you, Binnie, baby…” Gripping the hair on the back of his head, you pulled him away from your neck, and he couldn’t contain the satisfied hum that resonated from deep within him with the motion. “I see you missed me”. 

“‘Course I did”, Changbin chuckled, just as he gently placed you on your feet. “Especially after you teased me this much. I’m so hard, baby, look”. 

Taking a hold of your hand, Changbin brought it to his crotch, and his hips bucked once you tightened your grip around him. You bit your lip, focusing your eyes on where your hand was pressed against him. The smell of your arousal had his senses on overdrive, your ginger and nutmeg scent filled every single crevice of his brain, and he was more than ready for whatever this surprise of yours was. 

You pressed a brief kiss on his lips, and squeezed him one more time before you finally let go, making him pout. “I need to shower and get changed, baby. Wait for me on the sofa, yeah? I’ll be here in no time”. 

Changbin sneaked his hands to your bum, holding you tightly while he kissed you again. After a few moments, he finally pulled back, landing a smack on your bottom before he let you go altogether. “Alright, puppy. I’ll be waiting for you right here. Don’t keep me waiting”. 

After one final kiss to his cheek, you gathered your shopping bags, stuffed your hand on one of them and took out the box of cookies he’d asked for, handing it to him before you made your way down the hall, towards the bedroom. 

So Changbin did just as you asked him. Placing the box of cookies on the coffee table, he sat on that sofa, with his legs spread open, his cock already throbbing in his shorts. Sporadically, he’d stroke himself over the fabric to get some relief. There was no room for him to go soft when your scent plagued his mind, when it wrapped around every single one of his senses, and when he had his ass stuffed with the biggest plug he had.

Fifteen minutes had passed and Changbin was honestly getting impatient, not to say needy. He was genuinely considering going into the bathroom and railing you right there, but his desire to do just what you’d asked him to do was stronger than his own physical needs, so he decided against it. 

When you finally appeared in the living room, Changbin was glad he hadn’t moved a single centimetre out of place. 

“Wow…Look at you…”

“You like it?”

He honestly wasn’t sure where to look. This was, quite possibly, the prettiest lingerie set you’d gotten so far. Black lace, a sheer bra that showed your stiffening nipples so perfectly…It was so simple, yet it hugged your figure so well, Changbin started to feel his mouth water and his cock twitch in his shorts.

“I love it, puppy… Fuck, wanna eat you up…” His eyes raked your figure, taking in every curve, every dip, taking in his perfect little omega, his mate just for him… 

“This isn’t the surprise, though”, that was when Changbin noticed you had one of your arms behind your back, and his mind started to race.

He chuckled, shaking his head from side to side, incredulous. “Fuck me…If this isn’t the surprise then what are you scheming, baby?” 

You gave him one more smile, a borderline devilish smile that had the hair at his nape standing on end. Before he could question any further, you finally moved your hand from behind your back, showing him the item you’d been hiding. His jaw dropped. Out of all the things you could’ve pulled out, that wasn’t what he was expecting, but he wasn’t going to complain, not when the twitch of his cock was enough to know how delighted the sight of that item had made him.

“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about this since our conversation last week…So I finally went ahead and got it”. 

A strap. 

A fucking strap.

You went ahead and got a strap-on. 

“Holy shit…” Changbin’s eyes changed focus from your face, to the item in your hands, back and forth a few times, and the erection in his shorts was suddenly utterly unbearable. “So you’re gonna fuck me, fuck me, huh?” 

You licked your lips, dangling the strap in your hands. “If you’re up and ready for it”. 

“Fuck…” Before he could even think about it, Changbin was already on you, kissing you like he’d die if he didn’t. And, in a way, it kind of felt like that’d be the case.

Once he scooped you in his arms, he made his way to your shared bedroom, almost blindly since he wouldn’t detach his mouth from yours for a second. He barely even registered anything around him that wasn’t you and your scent and the strap that draped over his back once you rested your arms on his shoulders, he honestly didn’t want to register anything else, either. 

Last week, after one particularly satisfying session of you stimulating him with one of his plugs, Changbin couldn’t help but drop the question ‘what if you…you know, fucked me? Like…you know?’ He’d been super awkward about it, unable to voice his thoughts clearly, but you understood him anyway, and your eyes practically lit up with excitement. 

‘Oh, Binnie, seriously? We have to prepare…Oh God, we have to do research!’ Ever the perfectionist, of course you wanted to research anything you possibly could on the topic, just like you’d done when you started talking about playing with his ass earlier on.

Changbin genuinely didn’t think it’d happen this soon, but he wasn’t going to complain. He was, unashamedly, ready for you to fuck him in the ass.

Being properly fucked in the ass was one of those things he’d always think about before he started his relationship with you…One of those things he often found himself fantasising with, or watching a video of, when he was having some alone time, right until he blew his load. But, before, guilt would always come once the post-nut clarity hit him. After all, for an alpha to want to be fucked in the ass was surely a disgrace, something that went against his nature, or so he’d been taught to think.

Thankfully for him, he’d left all those prejudices in the past. Getting close to you had shown him that these things he craved for weren’t something to be ashamed of, that he was as much of an alpha werewolf as anyone else even if he took anything up the ass. If anything, he just felt like a fool for denying himself of this for so long.

As soon as Changbin made it to the bedroom, he placed you on your feet, and you immediately pushed him to the bed.

It all became a blur once his instincts started to take a hold of his mind. In a second he was naked, laying on his back, and pushing your underwear to the side as you sat on his face. 

Your grip on his hair was tight while you ground yourself on his tongue, and, honestly, if it were up to him, he’d be more than happy to stay right here for the rest of his life, with his mouth between your legs, with his tongue licking your folds and drinking you up.

Changbin really wasn’t sure who was being louder, you, or him. Your legs trembled next to his head, the headboard creaked a bit under your strong grip, and he caught himself thrusting up into nothing several times throughout the entire thing.

Even if there was that strap waiting for you both, Changbin wasn’t in any particular hurry for it, determined to have you come undone under his tongue, determined to have your lust-filled scent engulf him whole.

“Oh, fuck–” Your hips stilled, your hold on his hair and the headboard got impossibly tight, Changbin couldn’t breathe, and he honestly didn’t want to breathe, not when you sounded so sweet when you were coming right on his tongue. He could’ve suffocated right there for all he cared as long as he got to hear those delicious sounds coming out of your mouth.

“Shit, sorry, baby…” You mumbled, chuckling a bit while you shuffled further down his body to settle yourself right on top of his length so you could lean in and kiss him.

Changbin just hummed, holding your waist, relishing your warmth against his painfully hard length as you pressed kisses on his lips, relishing the soft caresses of your fingers on his hair.

“Puppy?” Changbin mumbled after a while, when your body fully relaxed on top of his.

“Hm?” You nuzzled his neck, softly licking the mating bite on his skin, making him shiver.

“…Fuck me”

Pulling yourself away from his neck, you just smiled at him. With a brief peck on Changbin’s lips you finally left the bed altogether to gather a couple of towels from the freshly washed laundry in the closet. As soon as they were all neatly placed on the bed, Changbin sat on top of them, waiting for you to come close again.

“Would you like to help me with this?” You asked, kneeling in front of him with the strap in your hands, to which he simply nodded, biting his bottom lip to contain the smile that was spreading on his face.

It was honestly way more intimate than he could’ve ever imagined. Sure, he was horny and hard and leaking, but as he helped you fasten the strap securely around your hips, kissing and licking and nibbling any area of exposed skin his lips would land on, Changbin just couldn’t help but feel immensely close to you–both physically and emotionally. Which was something that wasn’t new, he often felt this way, but it was kind of amusing how he also did in a situation like this.

“Fuck, you really do look so hot, pup. You always do, but, damn…” 

Changbin wasn’t sure if it was the combination of your lingerie and the strap, or if it was just how unashamedly in love he was, but you did look extra beautiful, and if there was one thing he was ready for tonight was for his gorgeous mate to fuck him stupid.

You took his hand, and grabbed the tube of lube with your free one. “C’mon, baby. Lube me up. Hm?” 

As soon as he opened his hand, you uncapped the tube and squeezed some of the sticky substance on it. With a hefty amount of lubricant now on his palm, you guided his hand to the toy between your legs, and immediately he wrapped his fingers around it and started to spread the lube on it.

“How’s it feel, Binnie? Is the size okay? Think you’re ready for it?” Your voice was so incredibly gentle, and the way your hips bucked to meet the movement of his hand was honestly making him dizzy.

God, was he ready for it…

“Fuck, yeah…”

“Good”, a smirk made its way onto your lips, and he was almost vibrating with excitement already just by that look in your eyes. “Now, hands and knees, my dearest alpha”.

He couldn’t help the scoff that came out of his mouth, but he still complied with your request after placing a brief peck on your lips.

He wiped his hand on one of the towels below him, and did as asked. As soon as he was settled, he felt your lips on one of his buttcheeks, kissing and sucking on his skin right as you pulled the plug out, making him sigh, feeling content under your tender touch. 

“Oh, shit, pup…” When you pushed two fingers inside, Changbin all but melted. Coupled with your lips sucking love bites all over his lower back, he could feel his cock leak fluids onto the towels below him and his heart swell in his chest.

You worked him up for a while, carefully stretching him open, whispering sweet nothings against his skin, and he could honestly barely think straight at this point.

“You ready, Binnie? Feeling okay?” You emphasised your words with a nudge to his prostate, making him swear under his breath. 

“Yes! Yes, fuck…”

You pulled your fingers out of his ass and landed a playful smack on one of his buttcheeks, chuckling a soft ‘so eager, baby…’

Changbin felt a fat dollop of lube drip on his ass, and he shivered in anticipation. As soon as you started to tease his hole with the tip of your toy, he was sure he was going to combust.

“If you wanna stop at any point or if it hurts let me know, okay? I really don’t wanna hurt you, baby”, Changbin just nodded in response, just to let you know he understood what you were saying.

“Oh, fuck…” The moan that came out of his mouth as soon as you pushed into him was almost foreign to his own ears. The size was close to what he figured an average human cock would be like, but he still felt just so full. 

Yet, not full enough…

You were taking so long…too long. He wanted you as deep as you could go, so, spurred on by the hazy, needy state of his mind, he just pushed his hips back until you were flush to him.

He vaguely registered his name coming out of your mouth, with a hint of disapproval in your tone, but he honestly couldn’t hear it properly over the sound of his own groan of relief once he was stuffed to the brim. “Fuck…Fuck, fuck, puppy, that’s so good…”

“Baby, careful…” You dragged your fingertips from his mating mark, all the way down his spine, making him shiver. “Arch your back a bit for me, hm?”

So he shifted the weight of his upper body onto his elbows and arched his lower back, somehow feeling you even deeper like this. 

“Shit…I’m drooling”, Changbin chuckled, wiping the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. 

“Does it feel good, Bin?” You leaned into him and started pressing kisses on his back, just as you held tightly onto his hips. “Feels good to have your omega mount you?”

Fuck, essentially, you were mounting him, and that realisation had a bead of pre-cum falling from his tip and onto the bed. “So good, pup… God, please, move”.

The moment you started a rhythm, Changbin’s mind disconnected completely. All he could register were the sounds of your skin hitting his, the delicious stretch of your fake cock going in and out of his hole, and the feel of your hands pulling his hips back to meet every thrust.

One particularly precise thrust brushed his prostate, and stars started to cloud his vision. It didn’t help that you were running your mouth as well, a lot, getting him incredibly worked up.

“Look at you, Bin, you’re so fucking pretty, and handsome, and gorgeous, you know?” Each statement was emphasised by a sharp thrust, and all Changbin could do was grip the bed sheets tighter and push his hips back to meet your movements.

The moment you leaned into him and your tongue found his mating mark, he started to tremble. The area was already sensitive on its own, but with the addition of your cock stretching him open time and time again the sensation increased tenfold.

“Bin, baby…Wanna try it on your back?”

Changbin nodded, and the whine that came out of his mouth when you pulled out was almost pathetic to his ears.

Immediately, he flipped on his back, and he pulled you down for a kiss the second you were nestled between his legs. It was sloppy and uncoordinated, but he didn’t care. He needed to kiss you, he needed to feel you close against his body or he was certain he’d die.

“Love you…” Changbin mumbled against your mouth, and he placed another kiss on your lips to make his point. 

“Love you, too, my alpha, my Changbin”, you mumbled back, and he felt goosebumps rise on his flesh at your words.

When you pulled away from his tight hug, you added some extra lube to your toy and his ass for good measure.

“Shit, this is gonna be a bit difficult…We need some elevation”, you looked around the bed, until you spotted something over Changbin's head. “Baby, can you pass me that pillow?”

He blindly reached for the pillow in question, and as soon as you had it in your hands you instructed him to lift his hips so you could fold it and place it under him to add some height. 

“That looks much better…”

When you pushed yourself into him again, Changbin felt his eyes roll to the back of his head, and he reached for your thighs, squeezing them tightly in a poor attempt to keep himself grounded. “Shit…”

Throwing one of his legs over your shoulder, a hand on his hip and the other pressing on his abdomen, you started to move, a bit faster than before, coaxing the most blissed-out sounds to come out of his mouth.

“Fucking hell, Changbin, you sound so hot right now…you look so fucking good taking my cock, baby”, Changbin whined at your words, he whined, tightening his hold on your thighs as he felt heat rush to his head. 

“Maybe I should get one of those werewolf cocks, the ones with the knots…”

God, you were seriously going to kill him. Changbin felt his thighs tremble, and more pre-cum leaked from his cock, forming a puddle on his abdomen, right below where you were pressing your hand. If only you moved it a bit further down… 

“Would you like that, baby? For me to stuff my knot deep inside your tight hole?”

You were trying to kill him. He was sure. The thought of you stuffing him full of your knot, of breeding him, was something he never expected to arouse him this much. Changbin knew it was physiologically impossible, but logic wasn’t exactly driving his consciousness right now. Was he even conscious at this point? He wasn’t sure. The only things on his mind were you, and your scent, and your cock up his ass.

“Y–Yes, fuck…Would love your knot, baby, so much”.

The moment you took his cock in your hand and started pumping him, he knew he was done for. “Fuck, puppy, love, you’re gonna make me come”. 

“Want you to come, baby. C’mon, Changbin, give it to me”, you leaned into him, catching his mouth in a sloppy kiss right as your grip tightened,  and his whines started to become more and more desperate the longer you worked his cock, the longer you fucked his ass. 

“Binnie…” You snapped your hips harder, heat pooled in the pit of his stomach, his lower abdomen tensed further and further, he was so close…So close he almost missed your sudden request. “Mark me, love…”

“Oh, pup, fuck…fuck, fuck, fuck…” Before he knew it, his canines had enlarged and he was sinking his teeth on the junction of your shoulder and neck, just as blind-hot pleasure started to course through his body, just as a seemingly endless amount of cum started to spurt from his cock.

He vaguely registered the broken moans coming out of his mouth, muffled by your flesh trapped between his teeth, just like he vaguely registered his own name coming out as a breathless moan out of your own mouth. Changbin wasn’t sure if it was the ‘being fucked in the ass’ part of the experience or the ‘marking my omega and the love of my life’ one, but, as he came down from his high, it all felt as if he was having an out of body experience.

When he finally let go of your flesh, he licked the bite to soothe your skin before he kissed the area, holding you close with a hand on the small of your back, mindlessly mumbling, ‘mine, mine, mine…’

“Yours, Bin, baby…” You whispered, a bit breathless, just before you claimed his mouth in a deep, sensual kiss.

Once you finally pulled out, his head fell back against the mattress. Changbin was panting, eyes squeezed shut while he tried to regain some composure, and there was an obnoxious ringing in his ears. He heard some shuffling, and before he could even register it, you were straddling his waist, pressing your core against his abdomen, surely getting it drenched in his cum.

“How’re you feeling, baby?” You leaned in, propping yourself on your elbows and pressing a quick kiss on his lips.

“That was insane, pup”, Changbin held your bum, squishing the plump flesh as he pressed kisses on your cheeks. “Can’t believe you asked me to mark you with your fake cock up my ass”.

You laughed at that, burying your face in the crook of his neck while he held you close. “It felt so good, though…Like electricity flowing through my body. Was that how you felt when I did it?”

Changbin just hummed in confirmation, leaving one of his hands on your buttcheek while the other dragged up your spine to finally settle on the mark he’d left on your skin, tracing it with his fingertips.

You both laid there for a while, until his cum was almost disgustingly dry. ‘It’s not disgusting, what are you talking about, Bin?’ You chuckled all the way to the bathroom, where you spent a good while cleaning each other up. 

Changbin truly felt like he was floating on a cloud, not only due to the physical satisfaction you’d brought him, but also his instinctual one. He was genuinely more than happy to only be marked by you, but marking you, although it wasn’t something he felt like he needed to do, certainly was something the instincts of his inner wolf appreciated.

Now more than ever, he was sure that you were his, he was yours, and your bond was something he was determined to protect.

“You think we should hide all this in the closet?” You asked once you were all cleaned up and back in the bedroom, placing all the now also clean plugs, toys, and the strap in the box you usually kept in the open compartment of your bedside table. 

“Why? No one comes in here”, Changbin chuckled from where he was laying on the bed.

“Jeongin does, though. He thinks he’s slick, but I know he likes to snoop around”, you opened the closet door and crouched on the floor to move things around and find a place for what you liked to call your ‘playbox’. “Why do we have so much shit stacked here?”

That was exactly the moment Changbin remembered why there was so much stuff stacked in the closet, and he shot up from the bed as fast as he could at the realisation. “Wait, pup, don’t move anything!”

It was too late, though. By the time he was standing next to you, you had already found what Changbin had so carefully hidden at the very bottom of the closet.

Your brows furrowed while you held the black, velvet box in your hand.

“Who’s snooping around now?” Changbin just sighed, crossing his arms and leaning on the closet’s door, offering you a smirk. “Go on, might as well open it since you found it already”.

You gasped as soon as you opened the ring box, and Changbin would lie if the sound didn’t satisfy him. Catching you off guard was one of his favourite pastimes at this point. 

“Changbin!”

“I know we’re mated, but I figured, you know, we could get married like humans, too”, it certainly wasn’t the most romantic proposal, not when he was butt-naked, leaning against the closet, while you were crouching on the floor trying to hide your box of sex toys, but you had already found the damned thing so might as well say it now.

“Oh, Binnie”, in an instant, you were shooting up from the floor and wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him into a tight hug, all while you giggled and smothered his face in kisses, making him giggle in return.

“I had it all planned out, pup!” Changbin sighed dramatically, hugging your waist to keep you flush to his body. “Was gonna take you to a picnic by the river, light up candles, get down on one knee and everything!”

“Seriously?” You chuckled, and Changbin just offered an overly exasperated ‘Dead serious!’, but the splitting smile on his face was clearly enough for you to know he wasn’t really upset. “Not only did I get to fuck you dumb, but I also got marked by my alpha, and I got engaged to you? It’s like Christmas tonight”.

Changbin just laughed, finally pulling himself away from your embrace and taking the ring box from your hand. “You’re not engaged yet, though”.

A pout made its way to your lips, and Changbin quickly kissed it away before he took the ring out of the box and held your left hand in his. “Would you marry me, puppy?”

“Yes”, you replied simply, with a bright smile on your lips. 

Changbin slid the ring on your finger and pulled you in for a kiss, hugging you close. “Love you, pup. My perfect omega”.

You giggled, hugging him tighter. “Love you, too, Bin. My dearest alpha”.

Every day, Changbin couldn’t help but feel incredibly lucky that you had returned to his life. Even if the circumstances in which you did weren’t the most pleasant ones for either of you, he was grateful that he managed to find that other wolf out there for him, that other wolf that accepted him just as he was, that other wolf he was capable of loving with all his heart. He was grateful that he found you.

For years, he thought he’d have to hide and repress himself until the day he died, but now, the prospect of a forever of freedom, a forever of your company, was something that he’d cherish close to his heart.

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To All The (Stray) Kids I’ve Loved Before | viii

Member: Bang Chan

i  ii  iii  iv  v  vi  vii   ix

I threw the math notebook on my bed and sighed loudly. I took a few deep breaths before texting Seungmin.

Me

Seungminnie….

Seungmin📚💚

What do you want, dork?

Me

You’re tutoring me in math tomorrow after school, you have no choice...THANKS!

Seungmin 📚💚

Ugh, you just love me because of my brains

Me

Bold of you to assume I love you 

Seungmin 📚💚

Shut up lol, meet me at the café near school then, ok?

Me

Issa date, nerd

Seungmin📚💚

As Seungmin tried to educate my 0.25 braincell, I couldn't not notice that there was a new waiter. “Seungmin, have you seen him around?” I asked “Y/N, if you’re gonna look for your new love victim, then you’re not gonna get math, deal with it.” He sassed making me fake pout “And yes, his name is Bang Chan or Chris, he’s a 97 liner and he’s from Australia, need anything else, dork?” Seungmin added “Yes, his number.” I joked, making Seungmin roll his eyes at me before forcing a math book into my face. 

Since that day, I’ve been at the café every day, forcing either Jeongin or Jisung or Yeojin or Changbin or Seungmin or anyone to go with me. I swear I’m not creepy. One day, we had a free first period so me, Jeongin and Jisung went to the café as we had a test the next period and we wanted to study while getting coffee. 

“I’m so gonna fail....” I sighed as Jisung laughed “Yah! What’s so funny, squirrel boy?” I asked “You do realize you look like such a drama queen.” He answered as I sighed again and looked back at my book. Jeongin excused himself to go to the bathroom and Jisung went to call someone, leaving me alone, when I got startled by someone sitting next to me. 

“Hate to eavesdrop, but here.” Chan said, putting a drink on the table “It might help you concentrate, I always drink it before an important test and it always helps” He added, after noticing my shocked and confused face. “This might seem creepy, sorry.” He looked down, nervously giggling. “Oh, no, I was just shocked, but yeah, thank you so much! I need all the help I can get.” I said, taking the drink in my hand “Wait, what even is this?” I asked “Secret recipe.” He said, winking before leaving me alone.

I wasn’t alone for long, as Jisung came back and asked me where the drink is from and when I explained, he looked at me worried. “Y/N, you’re gonna drink something a stranger gave you?” He asked “An attractive stranger.” I mumbled “He seems like a good human.” I replied “He is....” Jisung admitted, his tone sounding as if he was defeated. “He’s the 3rd member of 3racha, cool guy, very nice, too bad he’s a major dork.” Jisung sipped his tea “Oh, so like you.” I joked as he chocked on his drink as I laughed. 

I took a sip of the drink. “Omg, this is amazing.” I said “Can I smell?” Jisung asked “Oh, this is THE Bang Chan drink.” He said after smelling the drink “The what?” I asked “He made it for me once when I was having a hard time studying and I ended up being the student with the top score.” Jisung explained “See? Chan is amazing.” I said “Oh! You have a crush! That explains it!” He said “Shut up!” I said laughing and drinking my drink while looking at Chan, until he noticed my stare, which was when I turned to face my book again.

~

I got my test back and immediately ran to the café after school. I went up to the counter and sat down. “Well hello, stressful student, what will it be today?” Chan asked “The recipe for THE Bang Chan drink!” I answered, causing Chan to laugh “Was it that good?” He asked “Was it drugs?” I asked jokingly “No, but it’s just as addicting.” He winked “If you like it so much, I can teach you how to make it some time, but then you won’t need me.” He said pouting, making me blush “But I shall, since it will mean your happiness and I’m willing to sacrifice my happiness for yours, as yours is mine.” He added, dramatically. “Drama queen.” I joked “Besides I won’t be making it on my own all the time obviously.” I defended “Ok. So next Sunday? Around 9?” He asked as I nodded, he smiled before going to another table to get their order.

~

The cafe doesn’t open till 11am so me and Chan had plenty of time for the drink, but I arrived earlier since I didn’t want to be late. “Oh, you’re already here, I have to put some of these napkins in the dispensers.” Chan said as I entered the cafe. “Do you want some help?” I asked “Sure.” He smiled before I put my bag down and helped him out till we were all done preparing the cafe. “All done.” He smiled and looked around proudly “So, do you want a break before we start or?” He asked as I shook my head no “If you don’t want one, it’s not needed.” I replied.

“Then let’s get down to it.” He smiled before we went behind the counter. He started describing the ingredients and what they’re good for and why he puts them in his “Bang Chan Special”. After that, he began the process as I tried to mentally take notes of what he was doing. When he finished, he smiled at me and asked “You think you can make it by yourself?”. “It can’t be that hard.” I laughed as I tried to recall the process.

As i reached out for a glass, so did Chan, causing our hands to accidentally touch and us to awkwardly pull them away, blushing.

After I made the drink, very successfully may I add, we still had time before the cafe opened so we sat down and talked till it did. Chan talked about 3racha a lot and how he’s always liked music and he feels like music is a gift that has been given to him. The way he talked about it was very mesmerizing and I couldn’t help stating with probably literal heart eyes. When the clock struck 11am, Chan got to work and I went home to study and to write down the recipe so I wouldn’t forget.

~

“Hey, drama queen.” I said as Chan came to get mine and Changbin’s order. “Hello, my one-day assistant.” He said with a smile “What would you two nerds like?” He added “I’ll get a coffee as dark as me.” Changbin answered “One milk with sugar coming up.” Chan joker “Haha, very funny...now get me an iced Americano.” Changbin said with an unamused expression on his face. “And for you, kind customer?” Chan asked, looking at me “I’ll have The Bang Chan Special.” I answered smiling “Awww, you need me in the end after all. You know it and you still order.” Chan said, fake flustered “Such a drama queen.” I laughed “One iced Americano and one Bang Chan Special coming up!” He replied before disappearing behind the counter.

After that day, I got home and sat down at my desk.

Dear Chan,

...

A/N: short and bad, but then again so is all my writing WOOPS also I might be writing something special for this series so 👀 also please interact and tell me if you like this series or not, it’s such a help and a motivator, I sometimes think I shouldn’t continue it until someone reblogs it and says it’s good, it really does make a different.

Anyway, Woojin’s part is next and then we have all the letters...can you guess what’s next 🤔

[starry-kfics]

zeroes [jisung]

here’s some jisungie soulmate au for y’all from admin mel (my ones for the other boys can be found on my masterlist)

word count: 1833

warnings: none

author: mel

extra info: soulmate au where you have a clock on your wrist counting down to when you'll meet your soulmate (also, jeongin’s older brother is featured in here, and i just made up a name, i dont actually know his name ok)

♡

You were born with several years on your wrist. Just over eighteen, according to your parents, which you eventually could calculate yourself. It was never a focal point of your life, sometimes you'd watch the seconds go down if you were bored in class, and occasionally you'd suddenly realize that you were two years closer to your soulmate. But it still seemed so far away.

It was when the year slot was at zero, and the days were at 364, that you realized you'd meet them soon. Within the next year. What would they be like? What would you be like in 364 days?

It faded from your mind, and you focused on just getting through the days as they came. It was when your friend had met her soulmate while you were out shopping that you started getting impatient. Watching the seconds go down soon became an obsession for you.

One month away from meeting them, and you felt as if every day took ten years to be complete.

Two weeks away from meeting them, and your friend told you about this busking event that was going to happen nearby, relatively soon.

Three days away from meeting them, and it dawned on you that you would probably meet them at this busking event.

Four hours away from meeting them, and you started getting ready, wanting to make a good first impression.

Two hours and thirteen minutes away from meeting them and you sat in the back of a cab with your friend Jiyoon and her soulmate Gyeomin, who had managed to wrangle you all backstage access. You anxiously kept looking at your wrist, then out the window, leg bouncing nervously.

"Are you okay, Y/N?" Gyeomin asked from the other side of your friend.

"She's meeting her soulmate tonight." Jiyoon announced in a sing-song voice, and you nodded in confirmation.

"Wouldn't that be funny if it was my brother."

"I've met Jeongin before, and isn't he like, twelve?" You scoffed, fingers instinctively gracing over the small screen in your arm.

"He's only a year younger than you." He pointed out, and you shook your head.

"Doesn't matter, I've met him before, and my clock is still going."

Accompanied by Jiyoon and Gyeomin, you approached the crowd gathered around what you assumed was the stage. The event was kicked off by some kind of red carpet where famous idols from other groups walked onto, and the nine members of the group were introduced with a small speech from JYP, whose name you'd definitely heard before.

But your focus was on the watch on your wrist, you had less than two hours left until you met your soulmate.

As the busking went on, you kept doing mental calculations in your head of exactly when you would meet them. It suddenly struck you that it would most likely be when you got to go backstage, and your eyes widened at the thought of one of the members of this group being him. Now as you intently watched all of them, you wished you had actually listened when JYP introduced them individually.

There was a point in the busking where five of the members stepped back, letting just three boys have the main stage. One of them introduced himself as Chan, then all of them as 3RACHA. He talked a little bit more, and the other two boys introduced themselves as well, Changbin and Jisung. When they started the music, you watched with fascination as they all got lost in the music, in their rap, and you were thoroughly impressed, especially by Jisung. He had something melodic about his raps, despite the quick pace he had at times.

After 3RACHA had their own stage, the other six members came back for one more song. When they were finished, you clapped for the talented group, and you clapped until your palms turned red and your hands hurt. The boys all lined up then, and were handed a microphone. Going down they line, they each introduced themselves and commented on the busking, either thanking everyone who came out, or saying something about how incredible it was.

"Which one do you think he is?" Jiyoon suddenly whispered right beside your ear.

"What?" You hadn't told her of your suspicions, knowing that she and Gyeomin wanted to focus on the performances.

She gently lifted up your left wrist and tapped the face of the clock. It had less than twenty minutes left. "Gyeomin says we'll be allowed backstage about ten minutes after they're done, that's just about when this hits zero."

"It could be someone I run into as we're leaving."

"I think it's one of 3RACHA."

"Why?"

"That's the only performance you actually focused on."

"Oh shush."

The busking finished with a final little speech from JYP, then the boys walked into the little lounge area behind the background tarp, which you were pretty sure was where the other idols had gone to during the performance. The crowd started dispersing, and Gyeomin took Jiyoon's hand, and she took yours as he started leading you all away from the busking area.

"Where are we going?" You questioned with a frown.

"We're going to get drinks, we still have ten minutes until we're allowed back there." He announced, and your friend squeezed your hand reassuringly.

"Don't worry, Y/N, you won't be late to meeting your soulmate."

At the small tea shop Gyeomin chose, you didn't order yourself anything, feeling like you were going to puke. He had apparently ordered bubble tea for himself, Jiyoon, and the nine members of Stray Kids. Handing you a tray with only two drinks on it, and both him and Jiyoon each with a tray that held four, he then paid and started out of the cafe.

You anxiously followed close behind, one hand holding the tray and the other being held so that you could somewhat discretely check it every five seconds. Watching it go down at what seemed to be too fast of a pace only increased your anxieties. At the rate this security guard was taking to approve you all, he might as well be your soulmate and not whoever you were supposed to meet in there.

Suddenly, two boys were peering out from behind him, one tapping him on the shoulder. As the security guard and the boy you were pretty sure was the leader, Chan, talked, the other boy excitedly waved to you three. You recognized him as Jeongin, and he yelled out a greeting to his brother, then to Jiyoon, and a final little 'hello' to you.

Finally the security guard let you through after Chan explained what was happening, and Jeongin nearly tackled Gyeomin. As they started talking, Chan approached you, "I don't think we've met before, I'm Bang Chan."

You returned his polite bow and smile, "We haven't; I'm Y/L/N Y/N, Jeongin's brother's girlfriend's friend. That was too confusing, I could've just said Jiyoon's friend, right?"

Chan chuckled, nodding his head. "Yeah, you could've."

"Also, I have drinks for people but I'm not sure who exactly, Gyeomin just kind of handed them to me."

"The blue one is probably Changbin’s, I'll go take it to him," He grabbed the drink from the tray. "And the green one is definitely Jisung. But uh, I... don't know where he is."

"What do you mean?" You questioned, throwing the tray away to just hold the drink.

"He was next to Minho when we left the stage but," Chan peered around. "I don't see him now, this is weird."

"Maybe he went to the bathroom?"

"Ah maybe. I'm sorry, Y/N, but I really need to go find him!"

Without another word to you, Chan suddenly took off, thrusting the blue boba into Changbin's hands before leaving the backstage lounge, yelling something indistinct to everyone. Nervously, you squeezed yourself in next to Jiyoon as she stood talking to a few other members.

"Hey Y/N!" She said brightly, nonchalantly moving the sleeve of your jacket to look at your clock. "Oh."

You knew she thought that is might've been Chan, since you held a conversation with him, but no, you still had less than three minutes to go. That knowledge only made your stomach do flips.

"Did you steal Jisung's drink?" Gyeomin teased, and you shook your head, no humor on your face.

"No, uh, just haven't seen him yet."

"He disappeared as soon as we got back here." The one you were pretty sure was Felix commented.

"Speaking of which, where's Channie?" Another one that was questionably Woojin asked, prompting the other members to peer around.

"He handed me my drink and then ran out," Changbin joined the group, and seemed to notice that you were unfamiliar. "Hello, I'm Seo Changbin."

"I'm Y/L/N Y/N, nice to meet you all," You managed to squeak out as the other boys introduced themselves to you, but in reality all you could think about was the boy you hadn't met, and the probability that he was your soulmate.

"Minho!" Chan was suddenly back, skidding into the room wildly. And alone, your watch still said two minutes and thirty seconds.

"Yes, hyung?" One of the members in the little circle immediately called back.

"Where's Jisung?"

"How would I know?"

"I don't know, weird best friend powers?"

Minho sighed, "Have you checked the practice room?"

"Yes."

You anxiously looked at your watch, it was now under two minutes.

"Bathroom?"

"Yes."

"The other practice room?"

"Yes."

Minho rubbed his face in exasperation, mirroring the frustrated leader. Then, another member piped up, "Uh, hyungs, he just went out to get us chicken with manager-nim."

"Seungmin, you're telling us this now?" Chan lightly scolded the younger boy, but was visibly relieved.

"I thought you knew." The boy shrugged.

Your clock was at one minute and twenty-two seconds. Jisung and their manager must be getting back very soon.

"Chicken!" An ecstatic voice announced as two people entered backstage, huge bags in each hand.

Hanging back as the other members of Stray Kids swarmed the newcomers, you apprehensively watched the numbers go down.

Thirty-one seconds from meeting them and Jisung was helping Chan hand out boxes to the other members.

Twenty-seven seconds from meeting them and you were watching the scene unfold before you, feeling like a ghostly voyeur.

"Gyeomin hyung! Jiyoon noona!" Jisung seemed to finally have spotted your friends.

Eighteen seconds.

"Hey, Jisung!" Gyeomin approached the group, securing a serving of chicken for himself and Jiyoon.

Ten seconds.

He said something inaudible to the younger boy, and your throat constricted when you saw Gyeomin point to you.

Six seconds.

Jisung nodded, then grabbed a box. You felt like you were going to puke when you realized that he was walking over to you.

Two seconds.

He finally reached you, holding the box of chicken out to you. You didn't even see the numbers reach zero, but you knew they had as he introduced himself, "Hi, I'm Han Jisung."

"Hi, I'm Y/L/N Y/N." You then held up your wrist to show the zeroes flashing across the screen. "Your soulmate."

Jisung double-checked with his own clock, which had the same display as yours. "Woah."

"What?"

"You're like... really pretty."