#seungmin

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telling bsf skz you had a sex dream about them !!

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[minho-cat]

Stray Kids + Textposts (7/?)

[ivyues]

Paws off my Human! - Seungmin

Meeting your dog was more difficult than Seungmin thought.

After weeks of talking about it, you were finally introducing Seungmin to your dog, Mochi. You had hyped this moment up so much in your head – imagining a sweet, heartwarming encounter where your two favorite beings in the world would instantly click. But there was one problem.

Dogs just… weren’t that into Seungmin.

It wasn’t like they disliked him, but they never seemed to gravitate towards him the way they did with most people. While his friends had dogs practically falling over themselves to get their attention, Seungmin would always get a passive glance before they trotted off somewhere else. It was an ongoing joke, and one Seungmin had accepted with an exaggerated sigh.

Still, you had hope. Mochi was your dog, and maybe that would make a difference.

“Okay, Mochi,” you said, crouching down to your fluffy companion. “This is Seungmin. Be nice.”

Seungmin knelt beside you, his usual confident expression softening into something almost shy. “Hey there, Mochi,” he said, stretching out a hand cautiously.

Mochi sniffed Seungmin’s fingers for a second, and for a brief, shining moment, you thought that maybe – just maybe – this would be the exception. That Mochi would sense how much Seungmin meant to you and would accept him right away.

Instead, Mochi simply blinked, turned his head, and promptly walked away.

You tried to suppress a laugh as Seungmin stared after him, blinking in disbelief. “Are you serious?” he muttered. “I didn’t even do anything!”

You patted his shoulder sympathetically. “He’s just playing hard to get.”

“I didn’t even want his attention that much,” Seungmin huffed, crossing his arms. “It’s not like I care or anything.”

You raised a brow. “Uh-huh. That’s why you’re pouting?”

“I am not pouting,” he grumbled, but the way he glanced at Mochi – who had now plopped down on his favorite blanket, facing the other way – told a different story.

Defeated, Seungmin sighed. “I don’t understand. I’m practically a dog myself.”

Feeling a bit bad for your boyfriend, you decided to step in. “Mochi loves treats,” you suggested. “Want to try giving him one?”

Seungmin exhaled, then nodded. “Alright, fine. I’ll win him over.”

You handed him a treat, and he carefully approached Mochi again. “Okay, listen, little guy,” he said, holding out the snack. “I know we got off to a rough start, but let’s be friends, yeah?”

Mochi eyed the treat, then Seungmin. After a long pause, he finally took it from his hand, chewing happily. Your heart warmed at the sight of Seungmin’s expression – like he had just won a hard-fought battle.

“See?” you grinned. “He just needed a little bribery.”

Seungmin scoffed. “I don’t bribe, I negotiate.”

You laughed, watching as Mochi, after finishing his treat, hesitantly nudged Seungmin’s knee before settling back down. It wasn’t instant love, but it was progress.

Seungmin smirked, clearly pleased. “Told you I’d win him over.”

You rolled your eyes fondly and leaned against his shoulder. “Sure, puppy boy.”

He groaned at the nickname, but you caught the small smile tugging at his lips. Maybe Mochi wasn’t the only one playing hard to get.

Feeling content, you turned your head slightly towards Seungmin, the warmth of the moment making you want to steal a quick kiss. Just as you moved in, Mochi suddenly barked – loud and sharp.

Startled, you pulled back, wide-eyed. Seungmin let out an amused scoff, glancing at the unimpressed fluffball.

“Wow,” he muttered, crossing his arms. “Not only do I have to win you over, but now I have to get permission to be affectionate with her?”

You patted his head, suppressing a giggle. “Maybe he sees you as a rival.”

Seungmin shook his head, shooting a wary look at Mochi. “Fine. But for the record, I’m not scared of you,” he told the dog.

Mochi responded by yawning dramatically before turning away again.

You smiled, squeezing Seungmin’s hand. “Looks like you’ve still got some work to do.”

Seungmin groaned. “I can’t believe I have to compete with a dog.”

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Weeks later, after many failed attempts on Seungmin’s part to win Mochi over, you decided that a walk together might help with their bonding. The crisp spring air was refreshing as the three of you strolled through the park, but the sun weakly peeked through the flowering trees.

Mochi trotted happily by your side, tail wagging with every step, while Seungmin walked a little further from him, hands in his pockets, feigning indifference.

“You know,” you teased, glancing at your boyfriend, “you don’t have to act so cool about it. It’s okay to admit you want Mochi to like you.”

Seungmin scoffed, shaking his head. “I really don’t care that much.”

You hummed, clearly unconvinced. “Right.”

After a bit more walking, you decided to give Seungmin the leash. “Here, try holding it,” you offered, placing the leash in his hands.

Seungmin hesitated but took it, looking down at Mochi expectantly. “Alright, come on, let’s go.”

Mochi, however, didn’t budge.

Seungmin frowned and gave the leash a gentle tug. “Mochi?”

Mochi simply turned his head to the side, stubbornly planting his paws into the ground.

Seungmin groans. “What am I supposed to do? Drag him?”

You shake your head. “Try convincing him.”

Seungmin kneels down beside Mochi. “Okay, listen. I know we didn’t start off great, but I have treats, and I will literally carry you home if I have to. Your choice.”

You bit your lip to keep from laughing as Seungmin let out an exasperated sigh as Mochi still didn’t move. “Is your dog broken?”

“He just doesn’t respect you yet,” you said, grinning. “Give it a second.”

Seungmin rolled his eyes. “Or maybe he’s just bad-mannered.”

At that, you crouched slightly and clapped your hands. “Come on, Mochi, go with Seungmin.”

Mochi perked up at your voice, then, without warning, bolted forward – leash in Seungmin’s hand.

“Whoa—hey!” Seungmin yelped as he was yanked forward, stumbling slightly as he struggled to keep up with the determined fluffball. You burst into laughter, watching as your dog enthusiastically led a very reluctant Seungmin down the path.

You jogged to catch up, laughing breathlessly at the sight of your usually composed boyfriend being dragged along by a fluffy ball of energy. "I think he likes you now!"

Seungmin shot you a glare over his shoulder, though the corners of his lips twitched in amusement. "Yeah? Then why is he trying to kill me?"

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You returned one afternoon to your appartment, running late. You knew your boyfriend would already be there so you expected to find him grumbling about Mochi’s latest act of indifference or Mochi keeping his usual distance. Instead, you were met with an entirely different sight.

Seungmin was fast asleep on your couch.

His long legs were stretched out, one arm resting behind his head, the other draped lazily over his stomach. His chest rose and fell steadily, his usually sharp features softened in slumber. The peaceful expression on his face made your heart flutter – he looked so unguarded like this, completely at ease in your space.

But what really caught your attention was Mochi.

Curled up at Seungmin’s feet, your fluffy companion had tucked himself against your boyfriend’s legs, his small body rising and falling in sync with Seungmin’s breath. The sight was almost comical – after all the times Mochi had rejected Seungmin’s affection, he had unknowingly sought comfort in him now.

You clapped a hand over your mouth to stifle a laugh. Of course, the one time Mochi willingly snuggled up to Seungmin, he had no idea it was happening.

Careful not to wake them, you tiptoed closer, pulling out your phone. There was no way you weren’t capturing this moment. With the softest tap of your finger, you snapped a picture – one that you were sure to tease Seungmin with later.

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©lix.isi

[myseungsunglove]

Oh my Kim Seungmin.

Seungmin x Chaumet

[faunandfloraas]

In this film tape, we're contained in the picture...

[sheerfreesia007]

Mathematic Equations

Pairing: Seungmin x Reader

Word count: 2,648

Content warnings: Fluff, cursing

Summary: When you find your grades in mathematics starting drop you recruit the help of the top scoring classmate to tutor you. Over the weeks of helping you and tutoring you the two of you find out just how much Seungmin doesn’t mind your hugs and touch.

A/N: Divider was created by @bernardsbendystraws, thank you for sharing your dividers with tumblr!

The large red bold C mocked you at the top of your mathematics test and sighed softly, defeated with yourself. You weren’t doing too well in the class and you knew that if you didn’t turn it around that you’d have to repeat the class since it was a requirement of your degree that you were studying. Your eyes darted around the room as you started to brainstorm ideas of how to turn your grades around when you spotted Kim Seungmin sitting at the front of the class looking down at his own test. From your seat you could see that he had scored top marks and you huffed softly in envy before an idea popped into your head and grew hopeful.

When the bell for the end of class rang you quickly packed away your things and rushed out of the classroom to wait just to the side of the classroom door. You were hopeful that Seungmin would agree to your idea of tutoring you so that you could understand the coursework better and pull your grade up so that you could pass the class. You watched avidly as the other students began to exit the classroom and when you spotted Seungmin exiting you stepped forward reaching a hand out to stop him.

“Hi, Seungmin?” you greeted him unsure if he’d be offended but he jerked back surprised at you calling out his name and he turned to blink at you owlishly behind his dark rimmed  glasses for a second before shaking his head. Your eyes followed the movement of his head noticing his dark colored bangs swaying back and forth on his head and you smiled softly at the cute image he presented.

“Yeah?” he asked curiously with a wary air and you wondered why he’d be wary of you.

“Can I talk to you for a minute? I swear I won’t take up a lot of your time.” you asked him trying to reassure him and he nodded his head while you guided him to the side so that you weren’t in anyone’s way as you talked. He stands there gripping the straps of his backpack while staring at you with wide eyes behind those pretty dark framed glasses, he looked so skittish as he waited for you to speak and you felt bad wondering if this was a good idea after all, you hadn’t wanted to make him uncomfortable. “Do you offer tutoring services in mathematics?” you ask softly and he blinks at you before tilting his head to the side curiously. “Look, I’m not doing so well in the class and I’ve seen your scores. They’re always the highest in the class. I just need help understanding the coursework and I’m desperate. So do you offer tutoring services?” you explain to him and he looks at you unsure.

“I’m sorry I don’t do tutoring. You might want to check with student resources.” he said softly and you shook your head quickly at his words as your eyes widened with desperation.

“Please.” you beg softly and his eyes widen as he stares at you. “I’ll pay you. Whatever you want I’ll pay it. I just need to get through this class for my degree and I can’t afford to retake it later.” you plead with him as you step closer to him and he sucks in a breath at your proximity. “Sorry, sorry. I’m just desperate.” you explain to him as you take a step back and rake a hand through your hair frustratedly.

You sigh out wearily figuring that this would be a long shot to ask him to tutor you. Your eyes dart around the hallway wondering if the student resources department would be able to help you quickly enough for this semester or if you’d have to retake the class later on this year. You huff softly before shaking your head and getting ready to leave Seungmin. “Don’t worry about it, I'll figure it out. Thanks.” you say softly and begin to turn to walk away from him when suddenly the weight of his hand on your arm stops you.

“I’ll do it. I’m not really a licensed tutor though, so I don’t know if this will work out. But I’m willing to try and help you out. I can help you go over the coursework after each class if you’re free?” he said unsurely and you whipped back around to him feeling elation fill you.

“Really?!” you ask him surprised and nearly vibrating with excitement and relief. He flinches back at your sudden movement and flinches even further when you grab his hands in both of yours. “Thank you! Thank you! I can’t thank you enough for this. Can we start tomorrow?” you ask eagerly and he smiles softly while nodding his head. You nod your head quickly and squeeze his hands gently before dropping them. “Thanks again Seungmin! We’ll talk about payment tomorrow okay?” you thank him and then rush off down the hallway waving at him.

The next couple of days soon become an easy routine for you and Seungmin as you both attend class and then head to the library to go over the coursework to help you better understand it. After the first couple of sessions Seungmin even pulls you to come sit next to him during class so that if you struggle he can try and help you during class. It’s a bit of a struggle at first, Seungmin has never tutored anyone before and your way of learning is completely different from his so he has to take his time figuring out what is the best way for you to learn things.

The two of you both grow easily frustrated when after the first week of him helping you your grades are still the same. But Seungmin reassures you and tells you not to give up as he tries different ways to help you understand the coursework. It isn’t until halfway through the second week of helping you that he stumbles over the best way to help you understand the coursework. After that he takes on an almost regiment persona as he helps you study both during class and your after class sessions.

It’s after class and you’re nervous since your professor had handed back a test that you took two days ago. Seungmin had grabbed your test before you could see your grade and had stowed it away with his own test so that the two of you could go over it together. You’re walking close to Seungmin as you both make your way to the library which has become a second home for you at this point.

“C’mon Seungmin, let me see my test.” you whine softly at him and he scoffs softly at you before shaking his head as the two of you enter the library. You both wave at the librarian who waves and smiles at the two of you before going back to her computer. 

“Let’s get to our table first and then we’ll look.” he told you and you huffed at him making him smile softly at you before shaking his head. Finally you both reach your table and you quickly turn to Seungmin with an eager look on your face, you had been working extra hard with him and you wanted to know if your efforts were finally paying off. “Relax, relax.” he said as he slipped his backpack off and unzipped it to grab your tests. You watched with bated breath as Seungmin looked down at your test, his face remained blank and stoic and you nearly felt like you were going to start screaming at him with your need to know how you did. But then he turned your paper around with a soft smile and your eyes darted down to see the B+ in red at the top of the page. You squeal happily before you’re rushing forward and wrapping him in a tight grateful hug as you beam proudly at your grade. When you realize what you’ve done you’re quick to release him and see his ears and face have turned bright red.

“I’m so sorry Seungmin. I just couldn’t stop myself. I’m so grateful for all of your help and it’s finally showing in my grades!” you apologize as your own face heats with embarrassment. You knew that he wasn’t a fan of touching, not after every time your hands had brushed during your studying sessions in the library he would pull away as if he was burned. 

“It’s okay, I know you were excited for this test. You did really well, I’m proud of you.” he reassured you and you melted at his words as you beamed up at him.

“Thank you. Wanna get started on the new coursework?” you asked as you slipped into your chair and Seungmin nodded as he took his own seat.

At the end of the next week when your professor hands back another test that you’ve had to take during the week you quickly follow on Seungmin’s heels as you make your way into the library easily waving at the librarian again as she smiles knowingly at the two of you while nodding her head. You don’t whine or as Seungmin to see the grade trying to be patient but you find yourself nearly tripping over your feet in your eagerness. Seungmin chuckles softly at you when he sees you nearly trip and you know he’s only going to tease you when you get to the table, over the weeks of helping you and Seungmin had gotten closer and more friendly with each other. While he was super smart he was also sarcastic and quick witted with a killer sense of humor which had surprised you at first but you had easily accepted it and followed along with his humor effortlessly.

“What do you have two left feet?” he teasingly asked you as he set his backpack down on the table and pulled out both of your tests you anxiously bounced on your toes trying to wait for him to show you your test.

“Don’t tease!” you whine softly and he chuckles at you before quickly showing you your grade. Your eyes dart to the large red A - at the top of your page and you squeal excitedly as you lunge forward and gab your test from his hands. “Holy crap Seungmin! This is the highest grade I’ve gotten so far in this class!” you gasp out excitedly as you stare down at your test before looking up at him. You tilt your head to the side as you see him standing there with his arms held open.

“Where’s my hug this time?” he asks teasingly and you flush brightly with embarrassment before you realize that he’s waiting expectantly for you to hug him. You quickly dart forward and wrap your arms low around his waist as you grin while his arms wrap tightly around you. “Your hugs give me motivation to teach you better. So maybe this next test we’ll get you up to an A.” he teased and you whined softly and stomped your foot as he chuckled at you and kept hugging you.

“You fucking menace.” you groan at him and he chuckles delightedly at your response before guiding you to have a seat at your table.

The rest of the semester is a whirlwind of study dates with Seungmin and worrying about your final grade for the semester. You continue to get better grades than before Seungmin had started tutoring you, you’ve now gotten one A, a few A minuses and a few B pluses under your belt. You’re hoping that with those better grades that they’ll negate the horrible grades that you had gotten at the start of the class and if you get a passing grade on your final you’ll be able to pass the class. Your professor has even mentioned that he’s noticed your effort and is proud of how you’ve managed to turn your grades around. You had proudly turned to Seungmin with a beaming smile to thank him and he had only dodged your praise as a blush colored his ears and neck.

Right now the two of you are making your familiar trek into the library greeting the librarian with distracted waves as you both race for your table. Your final grade and final class grade was just emailed out by the professor and you were nervous, almost nauseous to find out if you passed the class for the semester. After all this work and finding different ways with Seungmin on how to help you understand the coursework, if you didn’t pass you think you’d probably cry and then contemplate if this degree was the right fit for you.

The two of you quietly sat at the table and Seungmin looked at you from across the table worriedly, you were uncharacteristically quiet and he was worried that if you didn’t get a passing grade this would break you. Letting out a slow breath you both opened your laptops and quickly opened your emails. Seungmin without thought reaches out and grabs your hand which makes your head whip up to him with widened eyes and he smiles reassuringly at you as he gently squeezes your hand in his. The table is quiet as you both read your emails from the professor and after Seungmin sees that he passed the final with top marks and got the highest score in the class he lifts his head to see if he can gauge your reaction. You’re staring at your laptop screen with wide eyes in silence and Seungmin instantly worries that you didn’t pass.

“Hey it’s okay if you didn’t pass. I’ll help you again when you retake the class. Now I know how best you learn and understand things. It'll be easier to help you.” he says trying to reassure you as his thumb swipes across your knuckles gently. When you don’t say anything in response Seungmin grows even more worried and rushes to your side crouching down at your side to peer at your laptop. His eyes dart along the words in the email and his eyes widen when he sees that you not only passed your final but your class grade is passing! 

Standing quickly from his crouched position he pulls you quickly from your chair and wraps you in a tight hug as he celebrates with you. His chin hooks around your shoulder and he smiles proudly as he feels your arms wrap around him and then you begin to bounce against him in the hug. Your brain had just come back online and you were able to process that you had a passing grade for the semester.

“Oh my god Seungmin. I did it! You helped me get a passing grade!” you gasp out happily and Seungmin grins at you when he pulls away from the hug to stare down at you.

“You did it! I’m so proud of you!” he told you happily and you beam up at him.

“I could kiss you for helping me so much. I’m so grateful.” you gasp out still in shock and Seungmin smirks down at you.

“Then give it to me. I deserve it after having to teach you through half the semester.” he teases you wondering if you’d follow through. When you eagerly pull him down by the back of his neck and press your lips to his, Seungmin is shocked still until he melts against you and eagerly kisses you back. When he tilts his head his glasses slip down and hit you in the bridge of your nose causing the two of you both to chuckle softly. But soon Seungmin is diving back into the kiss as he blindly guides you towards the bookshelves by the table to hide and continue kissing.

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Game of Love - Hwang Hyunjin SMAU

Chapter 33

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Warnings: Swearing, mentions of cheating

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IT'S SO CUTE!!!! How is this possible???? So stinking adorable my heart can't handle it!

“Too Cute to Handle”

Pairing : Kim Seungmin x reader (established relationship)

Synopsis : You were smothering Seungmin with kisses and compliments which earned his usual savage remarks while in fact, he was secretly enjoying them.

Warning : None (Fluff, Affection overload, Savage!Seungmin)

Enjoy!

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Seungmin was sitting on the couch, scrolling through his phone with his usual uninterested expression, one leg crossed over the other. His hoodie sleeves were pulled over his hands, his fluffy hair slightly tousled from the nap he just woke up from.

And you? You found that extremely adorable.

“Oh my god,” you muttered, stopping mid-step as if you had just witnessed a divine revelation. “Why are you so cute?!”

Seungmin barely spared you a glance. “I’m literally just sitting here.”

“That’s the problem! How are you this effortlessly adorable? Why are you too cute to handle right now?!” You rushed to him, flopping down beside him with wide, sparkling eyes.

Seungmin blinked at you, unimpressed. “You good?”

“No,” you said, already reaching to cup his face. “You’re cute. It’s actually unfair. Look at you, all sleepy and cozy with your puppy eyes.”

His nose scrunched up, and he tried to pull away. “Ugh, get off.”

“Nope.” You had already started your attack. Kisses landed on his cheeks, his forehead, his nose—each one accompanied by a dramatic compliment.

“My handsome Seungmo.” Smooch.

“My favorite singer.” Smooch.

“The light of my life.” Smooch, smooch.

Seungmin exhaled sharply through his nose, closing his eyes as if praying for patience. “You’re so annoying.”

“And you love it.” You grinned, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him into a tight hug.

“Debatable,” he muttered, though the way he smiled ever so slightly or how his arms casually found their way around your waist betrayed him.

You leaned back just enough to admire his face again, your thumbs gently brushing over his pink-tinted cheeks. “Ugh, even when you’re annoyed, you’re so cute. Especially that little smile. It's downright adorable.”

Seungmin stared at you, unblinking. Then, in the driest, most monotone voice, he deadpanned—

“Seek help.”

You burst out laughing, leaning against his chest. “Never. Not when you exist like this.”

Seungmin sighed, but his hold on you tightened just slightly. “Fine. Do whatever you want.”

You won. He’d never admit it, but he secretly loved being smothered by you.

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[i-dared-myself]

Hard to Say

Stray Kids x reader

Requested by anonymous: happy go lucky older sister figure of a skijigi that reader usually is has faded and reader is going through a ROUGH depressive episode constantly zoning out, isolated, barely eats, she doesn’t really talk to the boys anymore, gets caught crying a couple times, etc and obvi the boys help her out and remind her they’re there n all n just HEAVY angst and HEAVY comfort 

Cw: Reader is depressed and skips a couple meals. Plz plz plz don’t read if it might trigger something.

Being staff is fun. There’s pressure sure but not as much as the idols face.

Plus, you’re faceless. Your face is blurred if you are accidentally caught on camera, and you wear masks most of the time. 

But maybe… Maybe that isn’t the greatest sometimes.

You don’t really get recognized for your work. It’s just brushed aside so that the idols can shine. Which is fine. That’s your job. But it’s frustrating when no one appreciates the effort you put in.

So you work harder, and somehow end up working closely to Stray Kids. You wouldn’t say that you’re best friends with them, but they remember things about you. They remember when your lunch break is and just so happen to take their breaks at the same time.

But they’re just being nice. It’s their job, just as yours is to make them look good.

Although you find that you go on a lot more personal tasks for them. Like helping Hyunjin pick which pictures to use on his Instagram posts. Or listening as Jisung complains about a terrible anime ending.

But the working so hard has led to you being burnt out. You’re fallen into a pit of depression and can’t bring yourself to care.

You’re so immersed in your thoughts that you don’t even notice Minho until he’s settled in the chair next to yours.

“What are you doing?” he asks curiously. 

You glance over your phone at him, crossing your legs. “Uh, just looking at some stuff. Do you need something?”

“No,” he says, opening his lunch. You continue to gaze at your phone, avoiding conversation. That’s too much work and you don’t care enough for it.

“Okay,” you reply, just as shortly as him. If you have a reunion of high school friends tomorrow, do you really have to go? You just don’t feel like having to force a smile.

“-I say?” Minho waves his hand in front of your face, scowling fiercely.

You blink at him unsurely. “Sorry?”

Mingi’s eyebrows draw together into an irritated expression you recognize as worry. “That’s what I thought. What’s going on?”

“What do you mean?” you ask, absently deciding that you would have to go. Maybe it would be what you need to lift your spirits.

“There!” Minho thrusts an accusatory finger in your direction, lips tightening. “You just did it again! You keep zoning out!”

You huff and turn your face away. “No I’m not. I’m fine.”

“Minho!” Seungmin calls from the doorway. “Chan needs you. He wants your opinion on- Oh, hey.”

You force a strained smile at him. “Hi.”

Minho stands, glaring at you. “Eat your lunch. And don’t think that this talk isn’t over!”

You throw your lunch away as soon as he’s gone. Seungmin watches in mild concern, but doesn’t say anything.

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The rest of your coworkers are going out for drinks. They invited you along, but you politely declined. You didn’t feel like forcing conversation with a bunch of people you don’t really know.

“Taking the bus home?” Changbin gently asks as you search your pockets for your phone.

“Yeah.” You locate your device and check the time before grabbing your non-eaten lunch. Maybe you’ll have it for dinner so you don’t have to cook or find dinner.

“Did you want a ride?” Changbin offers. “I was going that way.”

“No. I’m fine.” You turn and walk away, staring at your phone. You don’t have any texts or anything, but you don’t want to talk. It’s too tiring.

“Are you sure? Because I know that your usual route-“

“I’m fine!” Tears burn at your eyes and you wipe them away before he can see. But they’re spilling out faster than you can catch, and you’re beginning to hyperventilate. “I’m fine!”

“Hey, what’s-“ Changbin reaches out for you before drawing his hand away. “Let’s sit down, okay?”

You shake your head, but follow him to a bench anyways. The air outside the building is chilly, but you don’t care enough to pull the jacket tied on your waist over your shoulders.

“What’s going on?” Changbin softly asks. He ruffles your hair. “Did you have a bad day?”

You sniffle and rub at your eyes, avoiding eye contact. Changbin hums and doesn’t push the matter further.

The two of you sit in silence for a minute, before you see your bus drive by. You cry harder, knowing that you’ll have to wait even longer to crawl into bed.

“I can drive you home,” Changbin suggests again. “But did you want to talk about whatever this is?”

“No,” you say, shivering. “I just- I wanna go home.”

“Yeah, let’s get you home.” Changbin gets to his feet, passing his hands up your arms in an attempt to warm you. “I’m driving Jisung too if that’s okay. If you don’t want to deal with him right now, I can make him walk.”

You laugh. You laugh for the first time in what feels like weeks where you don’t have to force it out.

It feels good.

“No,” you respond, ignoring Changbin’s fond smile. “He can come.”

You only have to wait a little bit for Jisung to come skipping out of the building, grinning widely when he catches sight of you. He waves, and you muster the energy to give one back.

“We’re taking her home,” Changbin informs Jisung. “She gets to sit in the passenger’s seat and you get the back.”

“What? Why?” Jisung whines. He huffs in protest, crossing his arms. 

“No arguing,” Changbin sharply says. “Now get in the car before I leave you here.”

On the ride home, you somehow end up staring out the window in a daze. The conversation goes over your head as you zone out, not even thinking about anything in particular. 

Jisung reaches from the back to poke at your shoulder, startling you out of your state. “What are you thinking about?”

“Nothing,” you mutter, sinking into your seat more. You see Changbin glance over before focusing on the road again. “Just… Nothing.”

“Okay,” Jisung hesitantly says. “But just, like, you can talk to us. We’re cool.”

“The coolest,” Changbin agrees.

“So if there’s anything bothering you, we’re here,” Jisung finishes.

You blink to stop tears from rolling out. “Okay. But I’m fine.”

And that night as you throw yourself into bed, you cry harder. Why is it so hard to tell someone?

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A night out with old friends, as it turns out, didn’t help you. You’re still in this realm of melancholy and can’t seem to figure out how to tell someone.

People keep offering, and you keep rejecting help. Why? Why is it so hard?

“Hey.” Hyunjin sits next to you, opening his lunch. “What do you have?”

“Oh. I didn’t bring anything.” You stare into your coffee dully. 

“What?” Hyunjin glances over, lips thinning with disapproval. “Why not?”

“Don’t want it,” you murmur, standing up. You walk out of the lunchroom, ending your break early. You just need to keep yourself busy.

“Oh, hi!” Chan says as you push past him. “Isn’t it your lunch?”

“I think it is,” Felix chimes in, smiling widely at you. “Where are you going?”

“Wait, we’re going out for lunch?” Jeongin pokes his head out of a nearby room. 

“She didn’t eat lunch!” Hyunjin shouts, catching up to you. 

“What?” Chan narrows his eyes at you. “Is that true?”

“I don’t want it!” you snap. Then you’re crying in front of them. “I- I want to want it, but I don’t!”

“Hey,” Felix soothes, holding his arms out. “Come here.”

You bury yourself in his embrace, sniffling. Felix pats your head and rubs your back, whispering that you’re okay.

“Whats going on?” Seungmin asks as he wanders closer. “Oh. Um, is she okay?”

“Can you tell us what’s going on?” Chan gently coaxes, peeling you away from Felix so that he can comfort you.

“I- I don’t want to,” you sob, hiding your face against his chest. Before you know it, the entire group has gathered around you, searching for ways to solve whatever it is that’s been bothering you.

“You haven’t been acting like yourself,” Minho says. He sighs heavily, frowning. “I - We, I mean, don’t like seeing you unhappy.”

“Why don’t we all take the day off and go out for boba,” Changbin suggests. “Our treat.”

“She didn’t want to eat, idiot!” Jisung hisses, smacking Changbin’s arm.

“S- Sure,” you hiccup out. You rub at your eyes, feeling exhausted and maybe a little hungry now.

“Nice idea, genius!” Jisung claps Changbin’s shoulder. Changbin shoots him an amused look.

Jeongin burrows his way between you and Chan, blinking at you with wide eyes. “Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?”

“I- I think I’m just burnt out,” you quietly say. It’s hard to admit, and now you’re crying more, but also feeling relieved in a sense.

“Let’s go get boba.” Seungmin grabs your arm and drags you away. “And then we’ll get you some time off work.”

“Seungmin is besties with JYPapi,” Hyunjin jokes, ruffling your hair. “We can make it work.”

“And don’t bottle it up next time,” Minho scolds. 

“What, you’re going to tell her what to do?” Jisung raises an eyebrow. “What would you even do about it?”

Minho cracks his knuckles. “Wanna find out?”

“So tell us the next time something like this happens, okay?” Chan softly says to you as Jisung screams and runs away from Minho. “Even if we can’t help, I want to know. We care, because we’re your friends.”

You nod, taking Seungmin’s hand in yours. “Alright.”

Jisung sprints past, followed closely by a cackling Minho.

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