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desi2go · 9 months ago

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Sick days

pairing: sick!Hyunjin x reader

Warnings: fluf

Summary: You imagined your day off differently. But taking care of your sick boyfriend was even better.

Being with Hyunjin was like a soft breeze that played with your hair and kept the busy thoughts away from you. It was like a sunset at the beach. The bright colours were exciting but calming. Every day was a new adventure, a new story.

As a nurse, you dealt with a busy and hectic schedule and Hyunjin was always there after a long 12 hours shift to bring you comfort. Like a breeze his fingers brushed through your hair as you hid your face in his neck, trying to get the annoying smell of disinfection out of your nose.

He was your safe space. Whenever you felt down or self-conscious, he grounded you and build you up. As an idol, he always worked ambitiously to perform the best for his beloved STAY. Even though he was exhausted, he makes sure that you are okay and looked after you at the end of the day.

He texted you, that today's practice would run late and you shouldn't wait for him. You just came home from your long shift and it was already 11 pm. You hoped that he wouldn't overwork himself and come home quickly. You quickly changed out of your work clothes and jumped under the shower. Then, you cleaned the dishes from the morning due to the missing time because nearly overslept. Luckily, you had managed to get to work in time but without a breakfast.

You figured that your boyfriend would be starving when he will get home, so you ordered takeout.

You yawned and cuddled further into the couch with a blanket draped over your lap as you watched your favourite TV show again. Well, you loved to watch it with him.

Hyunjin came home in the middle of the night. The clock in the hallway said that it was long after midnight and he felt terrible. Today's practice was a pain. It seemed like everything he did was slow and forced. There wasn't the usual easy flow, the balance and the melody didn't took over his body. It didn't guide him and that was frustrating, especially since the comeback season starts soon. He must give everything and more for his friends and STAY.

After he slipped out of his shoes, he walked into the living room just to see you on the couch. Your hair that was once in a neat ponytail was now all over your face and your head leaned against his pillow that you must have stolen from the bed. He chuckled quietly and quickly showered. Then, he kneeled in front of you and brushed some hair strands out of the way. Your nose scrunched and you stirred awake.

"Hello my love. Were you waiting for me" he whispered as your sleep driven eyes blinked at him and a small smile danced over your pretty lips.

"Yeah, I ordered takeout for you" you answered and rose from your snuggly place to stretch out your sore muscles. As much as you loved that couch, that you two bought together after moving in, the bed was way more comfortable. He pecked your forehead and went to heat up the food.

You followed him and cuddled into his side as he ate his food. You were sleepy and just enjoyed the warmth of your personal human heater. From time to time he cleared his throat.

"You ok?" You asked as he did it again. "Yeah, just drank less water while practicing"

You grapped him a bottle of water and a glass. You can imagine that sport made your throat pretty dry especially when you dance for hours.

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The next morning you woke up in an empty bed. Jinnie was already up and probably at the company. It was your day off and on those days even though you were an early riser, you sometimes enjoyed sleeping long. As a nurse, a good sleep was rare.

With a good mood you danced through the apartment and cleaned it. You checked Jinnies schedule that he had sent you in the past so that you always know where he is and can easily visit him.

Maybe you can watch him practice with his group later in the afternoon since it was a rare occasion due to work. He always loved when you support him. It only makes him more ambitious and hyped he had told you. And the other boys adored you. Especially Felix, Hyunjin's best friend or soulmate like they often state, was fascinated by you. Maybe that's because you lived until you were ten in Australia and then moved with your family to Korea.

He was also the first member Jinnie introduced you to. As his best friend, he knew from your relationship from the beginning and when he finally met you, he was even more convinced that you were the perfect match for Hyunjin.

But also Seungmin was like a brother to you. From the first moment you met the younger boy, you liked him with his cheeky attitude and the sweet toothy smile.

You figured that you should buy the whole group something to drink when you went to the studio. On the way, you stopped at a café and ordered drinks. You just sat in your car once again with the drinks on the passenger seat, when Felix called you.

"What's up, Lix?" You asked and started the car. "Are you coming to today's practice?"

"Yeah, on my way right now. Why?"

"I think Hyunjin is sick. He is totally pale and already vomited"

"I'm coming. I'll be there in 10" you answered concerned. You knew Jinnie. Whenever he is sick, he wants to keep going. He just works him to death because he won't admit that he was ill and needs to rest.

Balancing the nine cups in both hands, you managed to go through the security that already knew you and bid you politely hello and and took the elevator to the floor where the studio was. You already knew the way there after walking it hundreds of times.

In the hallway, you could already hear the music and the squeaking of the shoes. With a foot, you pushed the door open and yelled a greeting over the loud music.

Seeing the drinks in your hands, they quickly scrambled to you in no time and helped you. You spread them and you all sat down. Happily, they drank like they lived in a desert with no water at all.

They all were already sweaty and chatted.

Jinnie kneeled beside you with his americano in one hand as he layed his head against your shoulder.

"Hey baby. Is everything ... was that a shudder?"

You asked him. His clothes were wet with sweat but occasionally he shuddered like he was cold.

Concerned, you placed your drink beside you and touched his forehead to feel how warm he was. And he was warm, it felt like his skin was burning under your touch. A shudder jolted through him again.

"Are you feeling bad? Can it be that your sick Jinnie?" You asked and brushed a stray hair strand back out of his face. Your eyes danced over his pretty face. He was indeed pale.

He just shook his head and murmured that he will go to the bathroom quick. The first steps were staggering but then he felt suddenly nauseous and covered his mouth and paced through the room to get to a washroom. You had observed that and jumped up to follow him.

You found him in the bathroom, kneeling in front of the toilet, vomiting. He gagged and emptied the contents of his belly. You sat next to him and rubbed his back while his body tensed up with each gag. You brushed soothingly through his wet hair.

Drained out, he leaned against the bowl, taking shaky breaths.

"It's okay, baby." You cooed.

You helped him up after some time and he got rid of the disgusting taste in his mouth through rinsing it out. Some tears ran down his cheeks as he breathed heavily.

"Everything alright?" Chan asked as you two walked back into the room.

"You look like shit" Seungmin stated and continued sipping on his drink. "I'm okay" he answered with a hoarse voice. You scoffed and rolled your eyes.

"Definitely, you didn't just puked your guts out" you said ironically.

"I told you he was ill!" Felix shouted and rubbed your boyfriends shoulder.

"You should rest. You can't dance when you're ill" Chan told him.

"Come, let's go home and rest" You exclaimed and circled his waist with one arm.

Only after the whole group literally forced him to go home, he followed you quietly to your car. You opened the door for him and went to the driver seat to take your poor boyfriend home.

The whole drive was completely quiet as Jinnie rested his head against the window and tried not to get nauseous. He felt bad for leaving practice. With the new comeback, he didn't want to disappoint his fans, his friends and you. Especially not you. You were the most important person to him and you should be proud of him so when someone asks you about him, you should be proud to say that he was your love. That was all he wants.

As you parked the car, you turned to your boyfriend. He was still pale but the nausea seemed to fade. His eyes were closed and even though he looked exhausted, he was like an angel. So beautiful. Though with his newly red dyed hair he looked more like a devil. Just the sweet horns and the tail were missing.

You rounded the car and opened his door. His eyes fluttered open and you smiled. Like a puppy, he followed you to your apartment while you carried his bag.

Unlocking the door, you let him in and took your shoes off. You leaned his bag against the wall.

"Wanna take a shower first?" You questioned because he was still sweaty due to practise and he shouldn't catch an even worse cold. He nodded and went through the hallway to the bedroom to get some comfy new clothes. Meanwhile, you let some water in the bathtub and searched for the bath oil that helps with colds. Immediately, the bath was filled with the smell of eucalyptus and sage.

You gave your boyfriend a kiss on the cheek.

"I'll cook you something light. If anything happens just say something and I'll come" Patting his hair, you leaved the room and started looking through your refrigerator and the kitchen cabinets to see if you had all the ingredients.

Fortunately, you got everything for a chicken soup. You brew a chicken broth with the meat and in the meantime you chopped leek, carrots and celery. Then, you added them to the pan and brought the noodles to boil.

The soup was nearly finished as Hyunjin returned. He circled your waist with his arms and layed his head on his shoulder.

"What's up, baby? Feeling better?" You asked and stirred the soup another time. "Yeah, a bit. Smells great, honey"

"Thank you" He let you go as you turned around to face him. Gently, you touched his forehead to check if he got a fever. And he was indeed burning up. From a cabinet, you took a thermometer and measured his temperature.

"You have a fever, baby" you stated and send him to bed so that he could rest.

Soon, you filled a bowl with soup for him and brought it him along with some medicine against the cold.

He sat up and slowly ate the food. You hoped that he could keep it in his stomach and he didn't need to vomit from it. And he definitely shouldn't take the medication without some food in his belly.

When he was finished, he took the medicine.

"Thanks, honey" he said and gave you a tired smile.

"Wanna watch our series?" You asked and quickly brought the empty dish in the kitchen. You will clean them later, now you wanted to spend time with your love.

He agreed and you took your laptop with you. You jumped beside him under the warm comforter and placed the laptop next to you. You started your current kdrama and cuddled further into the cushion.

Some time passed and Jinnie still held some distance to you. Usually, he would be all over you by now. Slightly, you turned your head and observed your boyfriend. His entire body was under the comforter with only his head out and concentrated on the screen.

"Everything alright?" You asked and he turned his attention to you.

"Yeah, just a bit cold"

You lifted your arm and signalled him to come to you so that you could function as his personal heater.

He shook his head and murmured. "Don't wanna infect you"

You heart swelled at how he still looked out for you. A loving smile danced over your lips.

"Come honey, can't let you freeze. I'll heat you up" Finally, he came closer and layed his head on your chest while his hands caressed your hips.

You touched his forehead to check if his fever was still high. But the medicine seemed to finally kick in. Then, you let your hands travel to his red dyed hair and combed through the silky strands.

He sighed and closed his eyes, enjoying the physical contact.

"I'm sorry" he mentioned after some time. "What?"

"I'm sorry for ruining your day off. You already have enough patients to care for"

"No! You didn't ruin anything!" You held his head in your hands and caressed his cheeks.

"I love to take care of you. In fact, I love to pamper you"

"I love you" he answered and let his hands run up your sides.

"I love you too" you told him and placed a loving peck on his forehead.

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heluvschibi · 5 months ago

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The Apocalypse: Part 2

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⚠️blood, jump scare? Cussing, mini panic attack(s), throwing up, weapons

📄2/8 of the boys get introduced!!!

👤who's loving this series? (please tell me)

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des:Food ✔ water ✔ survivors… WAIT SURVIVORS?!

words:1.9k

Y/N's POV

I got out of the apartment alive and well I obviously had to kill a few zombies, but I was fine, I went through the back entrance of the apartments, where the dumpsters we're and snuck my way out, now I'm currently crouched down behind a car as a group of zombies stumble around, I can feel my heart in my throat...

"Shit... Shit..." I turned around to peek behind the car, there were about 7,9 zombies...I got so far away from the apartment... I can't just go back now...

I look around for any distractions...and-

"No fucking way..." I mumbled out, a toy store...no zombies in it, there's a few zombies I have to kill on the way but... I can do it.

I pulled out my knife and snuck behind the big potting plant for trees, the zombie had it's back facing me, "Lord please let me survive this and tell my children how cool I was..."

I grabbed the zombie dragging it down with me before stabbing it in the head, I tried not to barf, but the smell...I wiped my hand on my jacket and looked forward, the toy store.

I hurried and rushed in... the door is open!

The door is open?

I grabbed my golf putt and walked around cautiously, I felt someone... Or something grabs me, and I hurried and turned around pushing the zombie off of me, before hitting it blindly killing it.

"Oh my gosh..." I put my hand on my heart feeling it beating wildly, the zombies face was completely smashed in, not a sight for sore eyes or any eyes...I felt something come up and before I knew it, I was on my hands and knees throwing up my breakfast...

"Aw, come on..." I stood up my stomach hurting from hurling, and looked around for what I came in here for...

I walked through the aisles looking for- "Monkey!" I smiled, it was one of the monkey's holding cymbals, all you have to do is wind. it up and clash clash clash.

I remember having to buy one of these loud monkeys for a prank at my office for my senior.

I grabbed three of the monkeys and walked to the door winding one of the monkeys up and tossing it pretty far, the zombies in the area all growled and ran that way, I tossed another one out there for good luck.

And when I had my opening, I ran, I ran as fast as I could, the zombies being distracted by the monkeys to even pay me mind I rushed to the convenient store, opening the door and closing it when I'm in, because the door is glass and the windows are big I had to be quick, I hurried and took off my bag and started looting.

When my bag looked full, I turned around to get out, but a zombie was coming this way I hurried and looked around and decided on the employee room.

I rushed closing the door and banging was heard on the door, and like I did in my apartment I pushed all my weight the door to keep it shut.

Soon gun shots were heard, that was scary too, the growling stopped so did the pounding on the door.

"Hyung, we're the zombies acting weird..."

"Yeah, they were all gathered over here..."

The footsteps got closer; I don't know what came over me, but I held onto the doorknob, so the door won't open.

"Is there something in there?"

"Someone you mean..."

I heard one of the guys grunting, I'm trying hard to make sure the door doesn't fling open. Soon the doorknob stopped wriggling and the guys sighed.

I let go of the doorknob and let out a small sigh myself before the door flung open, I fell back landing on my butt, I let out a cry in pain.

I looked up to see two guys, one of them holding a gun to my face and the other one behind him holding a flashlight, I closed my eyes from him shining the light in my face.

"Oh..." One of the guys said, he lowered the flashlight, and I peeked open my eyes before opening them all the way.

"Are you bit?" The fox looking guy said.

I shook my head no.

And the guy holding the gun lowers it, tucking it away.

"Gosh, why didn't you open the door?" The guy spoke and he had an Australian accent, I was still on the ground in shock.

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After we calmed down, we all had a small snack and talked.

The fox looking guy who sat on the couch next to me that practicality blinded me with a flashlight earlier smiled at me, a very kind smile before speaking "I'm so sorry for earlier, you know. Have to be careful." I remember he told me that his name was Yang Jeongin.

And the guy who pointed a gun in my face from earlier name was Bahng Christopher Chan, but told me to just call him Chan was leaning on the table looking at us, with very attractive lips surprisingly "So... Gangnam...?" He raised one of his eyebrows.

"Yeah, I can understand your confusion, I was just rotting in my room until I ran out of food. I never expected to run into a living person who doesn't smell like rotting corpse..." I joke, earning a small smile from Chan and a quiet chuckle from Jeongin.

"We never expected to find anyone living in Gangnam. I'm actually kinda happy." Jeongin smiled at me his eyes crinkling into crescent moons, I blushed a little.

"So where have you been living?"

"Oh well, me and a couple of our friends decided to live at my family small cabin in the woods-"

"Chan hyung stop lying!" Jeongin looked at Chan then at me, "Chan hyungs family cabin is huge! There's like a million bedrooms, I don't even think it should be classified as a cabin... More like a whole dang mansion!" Jeongin spread his arms out waving them around, I laughed at his exaggeration.

"Sorry for him. He's just... Jeongin." Chan giggled, "But we live in my family's 'Mansion' in the woods, we somewhat fortified it so it's safe for me and the other seven guys."

"Seven guys?" I raised my eyebrow.

"It doesn't matter-" "oh my gosh Chan hyung I just had the best idea ever." Jeongin butted in again causing Chan to groan. "What if we take her home!? We can introduce her to some of the guys!" Jeongin smiled.

The way he said it made it seem like I was a little homeless puppy living on the street...

"Eh, I wouldn't want to invade your guy's privacy..." I shook my head no.

"No you wouldn't, you would have your own room and everything! So we won't invade your privacy and you won't invade ours!"

"Jeongin, I don't think she wants to come." Chan mumbled.

Jeongin looking at Chan and pouted, "But... Come on Y/n." Jeongin looked at me, "It's not safe here."

I looked at Jeongin then at Chan.

"He's right you know, what if you do somehow get back home, Gangnam is still very full of zombies, and by the looks of what you brought with you on a simple scavenge, you aren't prepared to just live on your own during an apocalypse, even if you were safe for this long. Who knows how long you will survive." Chan walked toward us dragging the swivel chair with him to sit down in front of us. "But let's say you don't make it home, you get attacked by zombies or worse... Strange people. What will happen to you? We're not pushing you but your currently stopped at a fork road right now."

I bit my bottom lip thinking about what he was saying, then, "Okay you've convinced me."

Chan nodded and leaned back in the swivel chair.

"But can we stop by the apartment...I need to get a few things."

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Chan's POV

I walked out of the employees' room and into the store, I pulled out the small black walkie talkie.

"Minho, it's Chan checking in..." I said over the walkie talky.

...

"Minho?" I said worriedly.

"Sorry, I was fighting with the kids again-" a scream was heard in the back, very whiny scream.

"What the hell is going on over there?!" I shouted, Jeongin peeking his head out from the employees' room from hearing the muffled commotion.

"Hyung what's going on...?" Jeongin mumbled confused by the scream and me yelling.

"I don't know-"

"Sorry, Jisung is crying because- what was it again?" A mumbled was heard over the speaker of the walkie talkie. "Because Seung min called him a baby..."

I sighed... "Jisung... Just.... I don't know just ignore him."

"I did hyung but he keeps calling me a baby!" Jisung yelled.

"This is stupid...okay whatever- Minho, we found a survivor here at Gangnam..." I mumbled.

Whining was heard in the background, but it soon faded out, Minho was probably moving away from the noise. "Gangnam? Isn't that part over run? Wait why are you even there?" Minho spoke sounding suspicious.

"Yeah, it is over run, but we found this girl huddled up here in the convenient store just down the road by the apartments."

"Check if she's okay, bites, sickness, bloody nose, ruthless attacking, anything, if she's fine bring her back. If not-"

"I know...we shoot her." I mumbled the last part.

"Come back safe, over." Silence was heard from over his line, I put my walkie talkie back in my back pocket and walked back into the employee room.

After checking her for any sign's that she may turn, she was clean. Surprisingly. Gangnam was hit pretty hard because how much people are here, I never expected someone to survive over here.

Seungmin was worried when the apocalypse started...

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Flashback....

"HYUNG!" Seungmin shouted, he ran to me tears filling his eyes, what did a zombie get in?

"What's happening? Are you okay are the guys okay—"

"Hyung, h-he won't answer..." Seungmin showed me his phone screen, he called his grandpa and grandma 20 times in total and not one of them answered, he pulled his phone away and immediately called his grandpa again...

"The number you are trying to reach is unavailable at this time please-" Seungmin hung up and looked up at me, desperation in his eyes.

"Hyung... W-we have to go to Gangnam..."

This is new... Seungmin usually kept his emotions in, he never came to me or any of the other guys, so none of us really knew how he felt but... This... This is a side I never wanted to see of him. His crying got worse as rambling of wanting—no needing to go to Gangnam spews from his mouth, I place my hand on his shoulder and that stops him, he looks up at me "P-please hyung, I-I don't want my grandparents to be- dead."

I sighed, there is nothing I can really do, the car ran out of gas just in time when we got here, and the start of the apocalypse just happened, only a fool, and idiot would run out there blindly.

"Seungmin, I'm sorry but as the eldest I have to protect you guys from danger. And I think if I say yes to you just running to Gangnam, and you die... I think I would blame myself if you never came back..."

Distraught, anger, sadness...it was written all over his face.

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Now

Maybe, just maybe Seungmin's Grandpa is still alive.

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BOOM I'M BACK!!!! I still have a small cough but i'll survive!

did you guys miss me? BECAUSE I DID! I missed writing and posting (I was writing while I was sick...it's like addicting to me or something...) sorry if it's bad hehe

I'll be updating both the normal masterlist and The Apocalypse masterlist. -Chibi

have a good day/afternoon/night!!

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feverishly-kpop · 1 year ago

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Felix & Stray Kids - Cold

“I don’t know what’s going on with you Felix…” Minho said, trying to catch his breath. Minho, Hyunjin, and Felix had spent the morning in the practice room with their choreographer, perfecting the new choreography so they could teach it to the rest of the group. Even though their choreographer left over an hour ago they stayed back, hoping to clean up a few sections before heading home. “You just seem kind of sloppy today. Do you have questions about the choreo?”

Felix felt his heart sink, his eyes darting to Hyunjin for backup only to find Hyunjin’s eyes cast down. He didn’t have to say a word for Felix to know that he agreed with Minho.

To be fair they weren’t wrong. Felix knew that his dancing wasn’t up to standard, but he hadn’t been feeling quite right all day. He had woken up with a tickle in his throat and some congestion in his nose that, at the time, didn’t seem like a big deal. But as the morning progressed he couldn’t help but notice that it seemed to be getting worse.

“Yeah, sorry, I know” Felix said, hanging his head in order to avoid meeting Minho’s glare. No questions. I just need to keep working on it.

Minho nodded and glanced down at his watch. “You can go home if you want, Hyunjin. But I think you and I should stay a bit longer, Felix.”

Felix could feel his cheeks heating up. He knew he hadn’t done well but he hadn’t realized that he had done poorly enough to warrant extra time in the studio. The thought of staying late was unappealing but the thought of keeping his hyung late was downright intolerable.

“I’ll stay, I have notes and the video of the choreography. You both should go and enjoy the rest of the afternoon” Felix replied. Minho took a moment to consider before nodding in agreement. It wasn’t often that they finished work in time to have a full afternoon completely free.

And with that Minho and Hyunjin left, leaving Felix alone in the silent practice room.

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Felix knew that he knew the choreography. But he didn’t understand why his body seemed to be working against him. It seemed that when his brain said left his body went right.

And then the cough started.

First it was a small cough here and there. An attempt to clear the itch from his throat that had become more prominent as the afternoon wore on. Then it became a steady cough, punctuated by a few sneezes. But once it became incessant and painful Felix knew that he had to call it a day.

He took a seat next to his bag, trying to choke down some water between coughs but was, for the most part, unsuccessful. After a few minutes of digging through his bag he finally located a lozenge and quickly unwrapped it. Knowing that it would only bring him temporary relief he packed up his things to head home.

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The apartment was silent when Felix arrived home. He wasn’t sure where everybody had gone but he truly didn’t care at the moment. After a quick shower he flopped down on his bed, pulling the covers up tightly over his shivering body. It took only a moment for sleep to take over.

Even his apartment mates barging noisily through the front door didn’t wake him. Upon seeing Felix’s bag and shoes by the door, Seungmin quickly shushed everybody. The fact that Felix was home but hadn’t greeted them at the door was a good indication that he was sleeping.

“He was a mess at practice today” Minho said with a sigh. “I’m glad he’s getting some extra rest. He must be really…” He was interrupted by a series of harsh coughs that had all of them raising an eyebrow.

“Was he coughing like that at practice?” Jeongin asked timidly.

“Obviously not” Minho replied, his tone defensive. He was suddenly overcome by guilt for allowing Felix to stay at the studio alone. He should have known better.

After another round of coughs and a loud sneeze Minho had heard enough. Slowly opening Felix’s door to find his dongsaeng fast asleep. His concern continued to mount, knowing for a fact that Felix must be exhausted to sleep through his ragged fits of coughing.

Placing a soft hand on his shoulder, Minho gently tried to rouse Felix from his slumber with limited success, only garnering a few light coughs. “Felix-ah, wake up. Time to wake up.”

That seemed to be enough to drag Felix back to consciousness. He slowly sat up, rubbing his eyes as another coughing fit began. Just as Minho turned around to get Felix a glass of water Seungmin was already there, handing a cold water bottle to Minho.

“I’m sorry, did I oversleep? Is it time for practice?” Felix whispered, his voice gravelly from sleep and illness.

“No, no” Minho replied as he took a seat on the edge of Felix’s bed. “It’s not morning. You must have been in a pretty deep sleep, huh?” Minho smiled sadly as he handed the water bottle to Felix.

“Yeah, I guess I was tired…” Felix said blankly before taking a sip of water, only to swallow awkwardly and begin coughing once again.

“You weren’t coughing like this earlier. What’s going on?” Minho continued to pry but Felix only shrugged.

“I just swallowed wrong” he started but Seungmin cut him off.

“You were coughing in your sleep when we got back so don’t lie.” Seungmin’s voice was stern but had an edge of sympathy. Minho nodded, glaring expectantly at Felix, very clearly waiting for a truthful explanation.

“I don’t know, I’m just not feeling well. I wasn’t feeling all that well during practice then after you and Jinnie left the cough started. So I came home” Felix replied, pointedly avoiding eye contact with his hyung.

Minho nodded before placing a hand on Felix’s forehead. “You don’t feel warm at all. I don’t think you’re running a fever. Maybe just a bad cold? Did you take anything?”

Felix shook his head which instantly sent Seungmin turning on his heel to fetch some cold medication for him.

“Why didn’t you tell me you weren’t feeling well? You could have sat out of practice. And I sure as hell wouldn’t have had you stay late.” Minho’s voice was barely above a whisper.

Felix’s response was as anticipated. Limited time with the choreographer. Limited time to learn the choreography. Needing to perfect it all before teaching the other members. Feeling like he wasn’t up to standard.

Minho allowed him to finish before responding. “Up to standard? Yeah I mean you weren’t up to standard because you were sick the whole time. I wouldn’t be up to standard either if I was sick.”

Felix nodded as Seungmin returned with his medication. He put up no argument before swallowing it down, desperate to put an end to his cough.

Minho draped another blanket over Felix before turning to leave the room. Felix relished in the silence for a moment until there was another knock on his door. He rolled over to find Chan peeking his head in, a smile spreading across his face when he realized Felix was awake.

“Innie texted me that you’re under the weather. Maybe this would help?” Chan stepped into the room, proudly holding up a box of Tim Tams. “My mom sent them to me earlier this week!”

Felix smiled as Chan joined him on his bed, handing him a few cookies. He wasn’t sure if it was the medicine, his caring teammates, or the surprise treat but he was already starting to feel better.

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jutdwae-archives · 1 year ago

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Bsf!SKZ Members when they take care of you while you're sick (Hyung Line)

pairings: bsf!hyung line x gn!reader

genre: really cute fluff/comfort

word count: 495

mentions: being sick (coughing, sneezing), mention of phlegm in hyunjin's one, the hyung line is just really comforting (please lmk if i missed anything!)

hyung line ver. | maknae line ver.

this art of fiction is not meant to portray the members in real life.

Bang Chan:

now this man would just be your dad atp

the leader/dad instinct kicks in and automatically will take care of you

you start coughing, he'll have medicine by your bedside table

say you have a sore throat, he'll bring you some lemon ginger honey tea to soothe it

say you're hungry? he will cook for you but he'd rather have Lee Know cook instead cuz he knows that he is the 5-star michelin chef in the group (totally not referenced)

all in all, this man will be by your side as he is working on tracks

ngl i feel like he'd get sick with you but then having to work on the comeback and practice would just have him to try not to get sick

he'd also give the best cuddles as he takes a break from making music just to watch your guys' favourite studio ghilbi movie

Lee Know:

now, we all know that Lee Know is the kinda guy to be the tsundare of the group

he'd be the type to care for you quietly

make you whatever food, bring you medicine

check up on you to make sure you're doing ok

probably bring in soondoongdori to cheer you up or just act really loud but then apologise for yelling

maybe hop on the bed with you and watch your fav anime/tv show

but yeah i feel like he'd be the quiet carer

maybe get a couple of questions from the members

like "why are you making soup?" "oh it's for them... hope they feel better"

Changbin:

changbin would be another case of the guardian

probably jokingly scold you for getting sick

he'd clean up all your dirty tissues and give you medicine

just the usual

would probably drag you to the gym while you're still sick just to stretch cuz he wouldn't want to be curled up in the room all day like a sack of potatoes

constantly remind you to eat as he is a foodie himself

also remind you to keep your fluids up

would honestly try to cook soup for you (following a recipe)

but then when you try it he accidently put sugar instead of salt

so he would just order some soup from a little take-away restaurant and heat up some rice to make 국밥 (rice soup) later on

would also give you cuddles and feed you your food

he's honestly a sweetheart

Hyunjin:

would honestly stay clear from you as possible

he doesn't want to get sick

the common saying of "eW" everytime you sneeze into tissues or like cough up phlegm

would paint you a picture though

or bring kkami over to play with

would bring you medicine

mayyybeeee if he's feeling generous, he'd clean up your dirty tissues occasionally complaining "this is so disgusting.."

he would have a snack session with you and order some of his and your favourite dishes just to keep to content until the next meal time

A/N: Hi guys! J.A here! hope you liked my first work on my page.. still trying to get used to the layout and everything but i will try and keep posts up cuz school is just going to be a pain until this term is over..

but yeah hope you liked it! the maknae line will hopefully be posted within this week :)

Much Love, J.A

#skz #hyung line #bangchan #leeknow #changbin #hyunjin #straykids #fluff #sickness #comfort #drabble #fanfic #jutdwae-archives #j.a writes #headcanon #kpop imagines #stray kids #straykidsland

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sweetlikeshua · 10 months ago

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possibly a little channie sickfic? :3 /nf

hihi anon !!

tysm for your request it made me v happy to see that there are ppl actually leaving reqs!!

as of rn my replies are a bit slow :(

but I do intend on fulfilling any requests starting in february !!

im soso sorry to keep you waiting but i promise lil channie is otw!!

stay comfy,

lily 🌟

#sick straykids #skz agere #sickfic #skz sickfic #shutalks

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straykidsgallery · 2 years ago

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221112 JKT MANIAC World Tour - Felix & Bang Chan 🐺🐥

221112💙

#straykids #stray kids #skz #bangchan #felix #how adorable they are 🤍🤍#chan has mentioned earlier how felix tried to isolate himself from the other members because he didn’t want them to get sick as well 🥺🥺#but they’re just inseparable 🐥🐺#precious chanlix 🤍🤍#sun beautiful photos

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jeonride · 1 year ago

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mingi reading list / fic recs !

don't forget to like + reblog fics that you like to support the authors <3

navigation

FICS ! ✧*

Counting Stars (smut, also so fucking fluffy & soft you'll get butterflies) by @min-gis

My Way (fluff, angst, suggestive, bodyguard!mingi) by @sorryimananti-romantic

We Fell in Love in August (fluff, smut, brother's bestfriend!mingi) by @mingigoo

The Library Illusion: The Temple Guardian (smut, fantasy, naga!mingi) by @kwanisms

Inked Up (tattoo artist au, smut) by @huihuiheart

Nothing Compares To You (smut, fluff, established relationship) by @noramoons

Slow Down (smut, established relationship) by @strawberryya

Thique (smut, fluff) by @gojosnympho

Numb My Pain (smut, friends to lovers) by @yeonjuns-beanie

Bound In Blood (smut, angst, fated lovers au, vampire!mingi) by @nateezfics

Grant Me The Light (smut, angst, a lil' fluff, dystopian au) by @mingiswow

Skinny Dipping (smut, fluff, gentle dom!mingi) by @byuntrash101

For Me (smut, fluff, angst, sugar daddy au) by @hwanchaesong

Late Night (smut, fluff) @binniesbobastay

Sexual Feeling (smut) by @robyn-core

Jealous (2/2) (smut) by @cyberpxnk

Such A Tease (smut) by @call-me-bha

See Me After Class (angst, smut) by @ateezreactionsandscenarios

Use Me (smut, angst) by @hwaightme

Punishment + Dacryphilia (smut) by @hongism

Sour (smut, angst. with continual parts and different endings) by @itsbeeble

Kinkuary 21 (smut) by @kwanisms

DRABBLES / SCENARIOS ! ✧*

written by @min-gis :

i've never felt alone with you (smut but also so fucking fluffy & soft i got butterflies)

12.27 am (smut, fluff!)

written by @mimgi :

and you're here (smut but also so fluffy i'm cryin) by

pretty please (smut, fluffy!)

wedding buddies (smut, fluff, fake dating au) by @idyllic-ghost

rainy morning (smut, established relationship, soft dom! mingi) @nateezfics

7.36 (smut, fluff) by @riboism

make up sex (smut, fluff) by @nateezfics

somnophilia (smut, lil' fluff?? ig) by @hanjisungs-bigtittyg0thgf

written by @ateezreactionsandscenarios :

thigh riding (smut, soft dom!mingi i'm cryin bc of how soft he speaks)

orgasm control (smut)

fingering (smut)

you're blushing (fluff) by @biaswreckingfics

written by @danihow :

fix you (fluff, simping, reader is mingis's spouse)

24 to 25 (fluff, dad!mingi)

face time (smut) by @byuntrash101

sleep habits (smut) by @cas-skz

the night doesn't belong to god (smut) by @straykids-97

obsession (perv!mingi) by @cybrsan

00.12 (smut, in which mingi wanted fem!reader to sit on his face) by @kwanisms

ungodly hour (smut) by @nabis-dreamscape-world

hard thoughts (smut) by @ateez-melody

22.36 (smut, fluff) by @star1117-archives

the star (smut, professor!mingi) by @flowerboykun

good morning (smut, fluff) by @mingisval

sixty-nine (smut) by @ocean-ai

written by @last-words-ofashootingstar :

sweet dreams (smut, sub!mingi)

don't make me beg (smut, sub!mingi)

use it (smut) by @a-soft-hornytiny

written by @ateezscupid :

random thoughts (smut, soft dom!mingi)

seductive (fluff, smut, crackhead energy)

hard hours : mingi eating you out (smut) by @soobberries

hard thoughts : kiss me thru the phone (smut, fluff) by @kpopscruggles

cold coffee (smut) by @cyberpunkhwx

stop staring (fluff) by @blu-joons

dom!mingi x innocent!reader (suggestive) @/sluttywonwoo

choco ice cream (fluff) by @/woosluv

caramel popcorn (fluff, bestfriends to lovers) by @/leejungchans

model student (fluff, tutored!mingi) by @/itgetsquiet

"don't read that, the lyrics aren't ready yet" (fluff) by @/imaginidol

sick (fluff) by @/lovelyjaem

thoughts on mingi : fucking you for the first time (nsfw, fluffy) by @/minranghae

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hornyfor-redacted-onmain · 7 months ago

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Secret Secret Chapter 5

OT8 Straykids x reader, ABO AU

Masterlist | Next Part

Sooyoung realized it immediately when she walked in.

“Oh wow, someone’s in preheat.”

You sighed. “Is it that noticeable?”

She dropped her bag on the counter. “Honey, it smells like you took a shower in unicorn pee.”

“Unicorn pee?”

“I can’t imagine anything else smelling so good and yet so overwhelmingly bad,” she said with a shrug, turning to rummage around the cabinets. “You going to take the day off when your heat hits?”

“Oh, um.” You shrunk down in your seat on the couch. “Not exactly.”

The alpha paused, turning around slowly with narrowed eyes. “What did you do?”

“Look, hear me out,” You started. “It’s only Monday. My heat will probably hit on Thursday, and then I’ll have to call in sick for two days.”

“Wow, two days off work. How tragic,” Sooyoung said sarcastically, still standing with her arms crossed.

You gave her a look. “However, if I can hold off my heat until after work on Friday, I can ride my heat out during the weekend. No need to call in sick at all!”

“Right. And go back to work immediately after your heat?”

You could tell that her alpha wasn’t pleased with the idea of you working after such a harsh experience. Most omegas took at least a few days off after their heat to recover, but it wasn’t impossible for you to function the day after.

Betas wouldn’t need a day off to recover.

“It’s only my second week at this job, Youngie. I can’t afford to be using up my sick days so soon!”

“And yet I know for a fact that you’ll use some other excuse the next time your heat comes up.” She paused, narrowing her eyes as she realized something. “Wait. The only way you’ll manage to delay your heat is with suppressants.”

You looked down.

“You know how badly those affect you!”

“It’s only two days!”

Sooyoung threw her hands up into the air. “Fine, you know what? Do what you like. You’re a grown adult capable of making her own stupid decisions. But don’t come crying to me at the end of the day when those symptoms wreak havoc on you.”

You watched through silent fury as your roommate practically stomped to her room. The door slammed loudly behind her, and you were tempted to comment on it just to get the last word in, but you held your tongue.

In reality, you knew she had every right to be worried. Heat suppressants were normally only used for emergencies, not because they had any negative consequences on the body itself, but because the symptoms were so horrible that no normal person would willingly subject themselves to them unless they absolutely had to.

Headaches, fatigue, heightened senses, heat flashes, brain fog, stomach cramps. Heat suppressants forced the production of pre-heat hormones and suppressed the actual heat from happening for a short period of time, but, as an unfortunate side effect, it enhanced all the pre-heat symptoms and dialed them up to a 100.

Compared to the milder heat symptoms (slick production and high libido) it seemed odd to want to endure two days of all that. But your heat would make your scent so strong, to the point that your scent blockers wouldn’t work anymore, so it was a necessity.

At least that’s what you told yourself.

-0-0-

You weren’t sure what to expect from the Alpha you were bringing home. The entire ride in his car, besides giving out directions, nothing was said between the both of you. Even now, awkwardly standing in your kitchen, he looked like he was losing the motivation he originally had, and you wondered if you would end up being left high and dry.

“Do you want some water? Or something else to drink?” You leaned against your counter, hoping that a simple conversation would help him relax.

He shook his head. “I’m fine.”

“You sure? You look like your seconds away from bolting.”

“Ah, am I that obvious?” He let out a chuckle, reaching up to scratch at his forehead. “I’ve never really done something like this before.”

You tilted your head in interest. “Oh? What makes me so special?”

He didn’t say anything at first, instead choosing to move forward until he was leaning against the other side of the counter. The two of you were close enough that you could reach out and touch him if you wanted, but part of you was curious to see if he would make the first move.

“I don’t know,” he answered truthfully.

“You sure it’s not my charmingly good looks?” You said it jokingly, but he rested his chin against his hand.

“No, it’s something else. Something … special.”

You felt your omega perk up at the compliment, and you could smell your scent begin to grow. You pulled back from the counter to stand up straight. If things were going to progress any further, you needed to take this back to your room. You didn’t want Sooyoung to have to deal with the scent of arousal lingering in the communal areas.

“Well then, mr. charmer. How about we take this to my room?” You held out your hand, and he took it.

His hand was warm and heavy in yours.

You opened up your bedroom door, and you found yourself staring at his ass as he passed. “What’s your real name anyways?”

“My real name?” The alpha looked around your room with a thoughtful look. “It’s not that important.”

You raised your eyebrows” What do I call you, then?”

“Hmmm.” You couldn’t see his face through his mask, but the way he gazed at you made you feel like you were being stripped apart to your bare bones, and you could imagine the curl of his lips. “You can call me Alpha.”

His scent began to come out stronger, like a breeze on a hot day, and you found yourself hoping it would linger long after he was gone.

You shut the door.

“Well, alpha,” You said, deliberately drawing the word out. “You going to wear that mask all night?”

He seemed to grow almost … shy. “I- actually, I think I’d prefer to keep it on.”

“It’s okay,” You assure him, not wanting him to feel insecure.

“I mean, I do want to kiss you,” He started, taking a step towards you. You could see the moment he hesitated to reach out to you, his hand dropping down to his side in a clenched fist. “If you want, that is.”

You let out a bark of laughter. “Oh sweetie, I’m pretty sure inviting you over was an invitation for much more than just a little kiss.”

This time he didn’t stop himself from reaching out to you, his hands lingering on your waist as his eyes flittered across your space. You reached up for his mask, the idea of kissing him the only thing you can think of. You wanted to know what he looked like. How soft his lips would be.

He grabbed your wrist. “I can’t let you see my face.” He sounded almost regretful.

“It’s okay,” You reassured him once more. “I can close my eyes.”

And you did. You stood there, eyes closed, and let your smile grow as he dropped your wrist, the sound of fabric shifting in front of you. For a second, he left you waiting. You didn’t open your eyes, but you did reach out to place your hand against his bare jaw.

His lips were as soft as you hoped they would be.

Your hands roamed down from his face to his neck, using your grip on his to pull him closer. It felt like he was inhaling your very essence, His scent covered you, and you moaned against his lips as his body pressed against yours. He smiled, lips still pressed against yours.

You pulled away from the kiss, but immediately pushed your face into his shoulder to keep yourself from the temptation of opening your eyes.

“You good?”

“I think it’s going to be a little hard to remember to keep my eyes close if you keep kissing me dumb like that.”

His chest rumbled as he laughed, grip on your waist tightening. “Sorry?”

“Hmmm, it’s not a complaint. Just an observation.” You pulled out of his hold completely, waving your hand in his direction. “Turn around for a second.”

You didn’t wait to see if he did as you asked, moving towards your closet with a goal in mind. It took a little bit of rummaging in the farthest corner of one of your drawers, but eventually you managed to find what you were looking for. You pulled it out with a shout of triumph.

“Is that a blindfold?”

“Yup!” You slapped a hand over your eyes and turned around, wiggling the cloth out in front of you. “Genius, right?”

“You just happened to have that lying around?”

The cloth was pulled out of your hands, and you turned around. “What can I say, I’m full of surprises.”

Warm arms wrapped around your waist. The heat of his body was hot against your back, and as his hands began to trace up and down your sides, you felt something in you shifting. You shuddered, body responding by releasing a wave of your scent, and he responded with his own scent of arousal that made your body feel almost pliant.

“So you are.” The blindfold was pulled over your eyes, and you shut them instinctively. The cloth brushed over your eyelids as he began to form a knot at the base of your head. “Tell me if it’s too tight.”

Your mind began to grow heavy as your omega pushed forward, the smell of alpha heavy on your tongue. When he finished tying off the blindfold, he leaned against your back, his mouth pressing a soft kiss to the juncture of your neck. You tilted your head to the side, an ache to feel his teeth pressing against the skin running through you and causing slick to drip down your thighs.

You let out a whine.

“Easy baby girl. I got you.”

His warmth disappeared, and you opened your eyes. The blindfold made it so that you could make out the shadows of the dark room, a vague shape of a person as they removed their clothes. You reached down to grab the hem of your own shirt.

“No, don’t,” He said, voice thick. “Let me.”

You grabbed his hands, using your newfound sight to reach out wrap your hands around his neck. This time, you were the one to initiate the kiss, eyes falling closed not out of necessity but on instinct.

“You okay?” He asked you again when your knees suddenly buckled.

“Like I said. Those kisses of yours are dangerous,” you breathed out.

He decided to take it as an invitation to pull you back in for another kiss, although this one was quicker and sweeter.

It almost felt like love.

His lips pressed against yours once, twice, and then a third time before he trailed them down to your jaw, sliding them slowly down to your neck. When he began to suck against the skin there, you pulled away with a whine.

"No marks, please. I have work."

He moved his hands under your shirt and began to pull it up. You could only barely see his figure as he leaned down, his lips reappearing against the tops of your now exposed breasts.

"I assume you mean no marks where they can be seen?"

"Yeah."

"Hmm." He pressed a kiss to your skin, tongue darting out to glide from the tops of your breast towards your nipples. He teasingly pulled against them as he passed, moving to press another kiss just to the side. "Is this okay?"

"Yes," You said, voice breathless.

He pulled your shirt off completely, pressing a kiss to your shoulder. He began to lead you towards the bed. Even without your sight, the mattress was familiar under your body, and you instinctively relaxed into the sheets.

You made grabby hands at him. He laughed, kneeling on the bed next to you and allowing your hands to roam across his skin. He still had on his boxers, and when you moved to pull them down, he grabbed your hands and pressed them gently down against the bed.

“Patience,” He told you, his voice rumbling.

You pouted, and he kissed your lips with another laugh. He continued where he had left off, his mouth on your breasts as his hands grabbed your thighs, pulling them apart so he could slot himself in between them. The motion pressed his clothed cock against your center, and you moaned at the feeling.

“Please,” you found yourself breathing out.

His mouth trailed kisses down your body, hands swiftly pulling both your pants and underwear down in one go. “Got to get you ready first, sweetheart.”

“Awfully confident in yourself, huh?” You joked.

“Hmm, something like that,” He drawled.

You expected him to get straight to it, but he took his sweet time. Laying kisses along your inner thigh, caressing your legs up to your hips. You wiggled your hips impatiently, but he just smiled against your skin.

“You’re doing a really good job at getting under my skin,” You told him, running your fingers through his hair. “If you don’t hurry up, I might just have to get myself off.”

He nosed your center, and your body flared up with want. “Good things come to those who wait.”

“Alpha, please.”

“That’s it.” He rewarded you by finally mouthing at your core, licking a stripe up to your clit where he sucked gently.

You were already wet with slick from all the teasing and foreplay, but his mouth on you made you gush, your core clenching around nothing, When he pressed a finger into you, you bucked your hips, and he laid a hand across your stomach to keep you from moving.

You let out a moan, fingers gripping his hair tightly as he ate you out. He added another finger, and the sound was filled with wet squelching sounds as he fingered you gently, softly crooking his fingers to press against your spongey insides as he sucked against your clit.

Your orgasm built up slowly, but it hit you quicker than you expected, your body writhing under him as you whined. He pulled away, his other hand reaching up towards his face, and you could only imagine the sight he made.

“Fuck, you taste so sweet,” he said, finger rubbing small circles against your clit. “Could stay here forever.”

“Please, alpha,” You whined.

“Please what?”

“I need you.”

He moved up your body. “Need me to what?”

“I want you to fuck me,” You said impatiently.

He grabbed your body and flipped you over so quickly that it made your head spin, and you pressed you forehead to your pillow with a gasp, “Ask and you shall receive,” He told you, and you could feel him moving around behind you.

You lifted your hips and presented for the alpha, your omega instincts taking over. His scent intoxicated you, filling your senses and making you feel dizzy, wanting nothing more than to submit to him in every way possible.

He took his sweet time once again, rubbing his member through your folds before he slowly pressed into you. He was right to have prepared you because he was thick, stretching you and filling you up completely. You couldn’t even moan, like your breath had been stolen. Your fingers dug into your blankets, eyes shutting behind the blindfold.

“Fuck.”

The alpha gave you a second to adjust once he had bottomed out, rubbing against your sides gently. “You good, omega?”

“So good,” You mumbled.

When he started to move, it made you whine. He thrust into you slowly at first, but his hips began to speed up slowly, the sound of skin slapping filling the room. You let out a moan as his fingers gripped your thighs, sure to leave marks. You pressed your knees against the mattress and moved to sit up, hands reaching behind you in an attempt to feel his skin against yours. He pressed himself to your back without having to be asked.

His warm breath against your shoulder, mouth teasingly close to your scent gland, had you reaching your release quickly.

You let out a whine.

“Shh, I got you,” he whispered into your ear. His hands roamed from your thighs up your chest and towards your neck, fingers gently pressing against your throat. “God, you’re so tight.”

You whined. “Alpha, please!”

“Just a little longer. You can hold on just a little longer, cant you? Hmm? Don’t you want to be good for your Alpha?”

You were so close. Your body felt like it was on fire and your head spun, the darkness that seemed to engulf you left your nerve endings so sensitive, and you couldn’t see him, could think, couldn’t do anything more than accept the pleasure he was giving you. He seemed to know that you were at your breaking point, because as a whine began to build in your throat, he pulled away.

His fingers pressed right where you needed them most, and you found yourself spiraling.

“Cum for me, Omega.”

You woke up with a start, your mind still heavy with lust and sleep. It took you a moment to realize that you had been dreaming, and then you were falling back to your bed with a groan, swiping a hand down your face.

It was your memories from that night with Chan.

It seemed like your pre-heat sex dreams were making their appearance. Usually they were some random fantasies, but you supposed it made sense that you would be hit with a memory this time around.

Your thoughts wandered to the shirt still in your drawer. It almost seemed to be calling for you.

You let out another groan.

This was going to be a long week.

-0-0-

You were convinced that heat suppressants had to have been created as a form of torture.

The headache made every noise feel like a punch to the brain, not helped by the fact that your hearing was so sensitive that everything above a cough sounded like an airhorn to your brain. Even the painkillers you took that morning were doing little to dull the hammering in your head.

And yet, you tried your best to keep a smile on your face, made ever difficult from having to deal with the managers.

You had been thrown for a loop when you found out on Tuesday morning that Felix had gone into heat. It was all the staff members were talking about. You hoped that the idol’s heat and rut cycles weren’t normally a topic of interest for the company, but you understood why this time they all were freaking out about it.

Stray Kids’ comeback was scheduled for next week.

It would be hard for you to have to go back to work the day after your heat ended, but finding out that Felix was expected to be on stage and promoting less than a week after his almost made you feral.

“What do you mean the comeback will continue as planned?”

Jeonhui gave you a hard look. You knew that as a new employee, and only a translator who was in the meeting to be kept up to date with the upcoming schedule, the idea of speaking out was unheard of. But when the news that the comeback would still be happening on the expected date, your mouth opened before your brain could catch up.

The head manager, Soojin, gave you a puzzled look. “Is there a reason we shouldn’t?”

The entire room was looking at you, but you forced yourself to focus only on the manager. “Felix finished his heat less than a day ago.”

“Yes?”

“Even for a normal person, a comeback is stressful. Long nights, early mornings, practices and schedules and stage performances and interviews … do you really think that’s the best thing for an omega who just had their heat to deal with?”

There was a moment where Soojin looked almost understanding, his eyes soft and a small smile on his face. You thought that you might have actually gotten through to him. You thought for a second that maybe you could make an impact on this company, give them some knowledge of the artists they were supposed to be managing and caring for, and that you could actually change the way the industry worked.

But it shattered with his next words.

“I appreciate the concern, but I assure you our omega’s can handle the load just fine. We’ve had both omegas and alphas going back to work right after heats and ruts, and there’s never been a complaint in the past.” The other staff managers nodded along as if what he was saying was common knowledge. “If they needed more time to recover, they would have said something.”

You thought about the pressure building in your head, the way your skin felt like it was crawling, the constant cramped pain your stomach was enduring, all so that you wouldn’t go into heat. All so you could keep pretending to a room full of betas.

All so that those same betas could make decisions about omega’s and alphas they knew nothing about.

It made you want to scream.

“Maybe,” You managed through clenched teeth. “They never say anything because they know that if they do, the company would use it as proof that omegas are more trouble than their worth.”

Soojin and the other managers gave you a surprised look. From the corner of the room, Maya was given you a proud smile, but the other stylists around her looked confused and even annoyed.

“Why do you care so much about this anyways? What are you, an omega expert?” One of them said.

And his words felt like a bucket of water had been dumped over your slightly overheated body. You immediately bowed your head, realizing that you had brought more attention on your head than was necessary, and it was obvious you were fighting a losing battle.

“I’m just … worried. Just seems like those boys could use some rest,” You mumbled in excuse.

Stupid. How could you be so stupid.

Now everyone would know you as that one translator who argued about an omegas needs. At best they would think you were out of line, but at worst …

“It’s quite alright,” Soojin assured you, although the look Jeonhui gave you told you that the two of you would be talking later. “But like you said, comeback is stressful for all of us, including the staff. This is why we put in all the hard work! I want to take a moment to thank all of the staff for helping make this a possibility-“

And just like that, your little outburst seemed to be forgotten.

It didn’t make you feel any better to know that your words were so easily dismissed. As Thursday turned into Friday, you made the conscious decision to not take your heat suppressants that morning, knowing you would need your heat to start either than night or early Saturday morning if you wanted your heat to end by Sunday night.

You ignored the looks Sooyoung gave you as you left for work.

Just as promised, you had been avoiding her all week. When the cramps hit you late at night and you cried out, you muffled the sound with your pillow to avoid waking her. She didn’t mention the quickly dwindling supply of pain medication (you reminded yourself to pick some up after work).

It made a part of you ache to know you had disappointed your friend. But it also made you feel proud to know that you were still doing what you had dreamed of doing for so long.

You just had to keep moving forward.

Friday went by normally, and almost easier than the past three days. The suppressants started to flush out of your system around noon, and the symptoms you had been dealing with started to fade, making it easier for you to work. The heat symptoms would come around soon, but you weren’t too worried about it hitting you fully until you were back home.

You were just finishing up your last assignment of the day when you caught the scent of a familiar smell.

“Oh no.”

Minho appeared at your doorway within seconds, and you secretly cursed the enhanced sense of smell that had yet to wear off, because the strong scent of alpha had your omega perking their metaphorical ears up instantly.

He had probably just finished dance practice judging by the sweat covered shirt he had yet to change out of.

You forced your eyes away from him and back to your screen. “Can I help you?”

“I’m sorry.”

You paused your typing, risking a glance to look at his face. He looked straight faced, almost bored at first, but you could smell the shame that was hidden beneath the rest of his scent, and you turned to face him completely.

“What are you sorry for?” You asked him.

He looked away. “I yelled at you when we first met. It was … inappropriate.”

“You were protecting your pack,” You corrected him, turning back to your work. “You did what you thought was right.”

Minho continued to stare at you from the doorway, not saying anything. You finished what you were working on and began to wrap everything up so you could leave. In the few minutes it took you to do that, he didn’t say anything.

You grabbed the files you had to drop off to your manager before you left. “I’m serious, Minho. It’s fine.”

When you stood up, a few papers that had been caught under your files fluttered to the ground. Before you could move to grab them, Minho was there, picking up the papers and tapping them on the ground so that they would be stacked up together, lifting his head up to look at you.

And you immediately felt something in your stomach twist, and your head spun.

He stood back up, unaware of your internal freak out, and handed you the papers. You took them with shaking hands.

“Thanks,” You breathed out.

Minho frowned. “Are you okay?”

No, you wanted to scream at him. I’m going into heat and a stupidly handsome alpha was on his knees looking up at me and now I’m losing my goddamn mind.

But instead, you forced a smile on your face. “Fine.” It came out squeaky, and you winced. “I, uh. Gotta go!”

You rushed out of there as quickly as you could.

As if your day couldn’t get any worse, you completely missed an equally sweaty and tired looking Chan as he was walking out of the elevator, and he had to grab your shoulders to keep you from running him over. His scent, equally as strong, only made your chest ache more.

Chan smiled. “Ah, just who I was looking for!”

You eyed him curiously. “Wow, I’m really popular these days, huh?”

“What?”

“What did you need?” You asked him as you walked into the elevator. He followed you in.

“I wanted to let you know that I talked with Felix.”

“Oh, how is he, by the way? I heard about what happened.”

Chan gave you a soft smile. “Ah, he’s fine. He …. He wants to meet with you.”

The elevator opened, and someone stepped in. It was a random staff member you didn’t recognize, probably not even a stray kid’s staff member, but both you and Chan remained silent until she left. You turned to Chan as the elevator made its way up to your manager’s floor.

“I think we should wait until after your comeback,” You told him.

“Yeah, that’s probably for the best,” Chan sighed. “We’ll have enough on our shoulders this week.”

You scowled. “Ugh, don’t even remind me.”

He let out a laugh. “Ah, I heard about what you did yesterday.”

You covered your face in embarrassment as the elevator door opened. “Uh, I’m just going to go before I say anything even worse.”

Chan was still laughing as you left, but he called out for you before the doors closed. His smile was one of the last things you saw as his words reached you.

“Thank you.”

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peachesyeo · 7 months ago

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8/9... 8/8 - ATEEZ OT8 part one

THIS IMAGINE IS MATURE! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

⊹ 2k words ⊹ friends!ateez x fem!reader (ft. straykids) ᭡ angst, mature.

✧ a/n: hi. erm. yeah. i guess. in a rainy and depressive mood these days, but i'll be fine. might take a while to update, please be understanding. thank you.

thank you @sousydive for beta reading.

⊂ content: shitty ateez (esp jongho & wooyoung) warning. name-calling, slapping, crying, stray kids being absolute angels. friendship problems, both sides are in the wrong. strong language. please don't hate jongho i love my baby bear pls, a little self-harming.

✦ network: @newworldnet

:̗̀➛ 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭? :̗̀➛ 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞? :̗̀➛ 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭? (for all works)

You sat on your bed, staring at your phone.

Zero notifications.

No calls, no texts. No one asked for you.

Your fingers swiped open the group chat. The last message was sent by you, asking if anyone wanted to grab lunch together.

Nine members, eight reads, zero replies.

You put your phone down, thinking about your recent behaviour. Have you done anything wrong? Did you accidentally offend them? Or perhaps, say the wrong thing?

You sighed, throwing your phone to the side and looking at the frame photo by your bed. You and the boys were huddled together, laughing at the camera. It was San’s birthday, and all of you had come up with a surprise party. The nine of you, all together, celebrating, smiling.

When was the last time you hung out with them?

Was it… three months ago? Four?

“They’re probably busy, Y/n…” You muttered to yourself, blinking rapidly so the sudden tears that gathered in your eyes wouldn’t fall. You sniffed, shaking your head. “Stop over thinking, Y/n.” You looked at your reflection in the mirror, your fingers curling into a fist. “You’re fine. Stop behaving so childishly.”

You let yourself fall onto the pillows, staring up at the ceiling above you. Every single time you send a message to them, they would reply dryly.

Maybe they’re sick of you, Y/n.

You closed your eyes, wrapping yourself up in a foetal position.

Everything will be fine.

You know something is wrong, Y/n.

No, everything is fine. Nothing is wrong.

Stop lying to yourself.

I’m not lying to myself.

Are you?

“I’m not.” You whispered, your voice shaky and unconfident. Tears gathered up at your eyes as you tried to get yourself to sleep.

You woke up with a gasp, breathing heavily as you bent over to the side of the bed, retching dryly. You were covered in cold sweat, shaking as you recovered your breathing.

The annoyed expression on your friends faces seemed so real, to the point that you cannot differentiate between your dream and reality. You raised your knees to your chest, hugging them as you tried to calm yourself down.

It’s not real it’s not real it’s not real

“A nightmare. It’s a nightmare.” You told yourself, covering your face with your hands. “Y/n, stop it. Stop overthinking, you idiot.”

You reached for your phone, tapping on Seonghwa’s chat.

You stared at the screen, your fingers pausing in mid air.

You: Oppa| You: Op| You: |

You scrolled upwards, reading your previous chats. It was mostly you talking about your problems, and Seonghwa advising you on what to do. You swallowed your saliva, reading his replies, which were getting drier and drier as you scrolled down.

Hwa Oppa: Y/n-ah, sorry, I’m busy. Hwa Oppa: Ok. Hwa Oppa: Ttyl. Hwa Oppa: Mhm. Hwa Oppa: K. Hwa Oppa: Can you text me later? Hwa Oppa: Kinda busy now.

You tapped on his profile. Online 3 hours ago. The time now is 2am.

A sense of helplessness swallowed you as you let the phone drop onto your bed. You looked outside of the window, letting out another sigh.

You can't sleep anymore.

Maybe you should try one more time?

Y/n: Oppa, can we talk?

Seonghwa frowned at the notification. In front of him, Mingi was hollering with the mic, along with San, who was shrieking at the top of his voice, abusing poor Yunho's ears, who was sitting nearest to the speaker.

"Who is that?" Jongho asked, peering at the screen over his shoulder. "Oh." He looked away uninterestedly, taking a mouthful of his alcohol.

"Y/n?" Wooyoung grabbed Seonghwa's phone, scowling. "Does she want to complain about her boring work problems again? I have enough of listening to her shit-"

"Wooyoung. Stop it." Hongjoong warned. The latter rolled his eyes, giving Seonghwa his phone back before going over to San to snatch his microphone. As they scuffle over it, Yeosang sighed, frowning.

"I still don't think it's a good idea leaving her out and ignoring her like that, hyung." He watched the two fight while Mingi continued to sing his heart out. "We should sit down at talk it out-"

"Listen, I've tried. But every single time she would talk about her stupid work problems, I just needed a break from her, okay?" Seonghwa shot back, irritated. Yeosang put his hands up in defeat, shutting up. Seonghwa turned his phone off, shaking his head. “I’ll just… text her later.”

Jongho snorted, turning his attention back to the singing trio. Yeosang bit his lip nervously, but Hongjoong clapped his back. “Hey, just chill. Y/n would be fine without us anyway, she has so many friends.” He stuffed a glass of beer into Yeosang’s empty hands. “Here, take a drink and just forget about her, okay? It's been some time since all eight of us can come out together.”

Yeosang’s fingers grip the glass nervously. Yunho, who had crawled over to their seat to get away from the speaker, saw his hesitancy and rolled his eyes. “Hyung is right, Yeosang-ah. Y/n wouldn’t die without us. We should have our Boys Night anyways. Just drink.” He pushed the glass to Yeosang’s lips, the younger finally taking a sip reluctantly.

“Yeah.” He watched Jongho, who had joined in with the three at the front. “You’re right.”

It's not much of a problem.

Right?

Your phone buzzed. Your eyes lit up, grabbing it and scanning at it.

Felix (Baking Class): Hey, this is Y/n right?

You slumped in disappointment, but soon it turned to confusion. What's Felix texting you at 2am for?

Felix Lee, a sweet Australian you've met through your baking class. You have enjoyed talking to him, the both of you exchanging tales of your baking mishaps. None of the boys, not even Wooyoung, likes to bake. So only Felix understood your problems with baking.

You: Hey Felix. You: What can I do for you?

Felix (Baking Class): I don't think I'm supposed to tell you this but Felix (Baking Class): You're friends with Hongjoong hyung right?

You: Yeah Felix (Baking Class): Erm, so my friends and I were at the nuraebang Felix (Baking Class): Changbin hyung was recording er, Jeonginnie just now

Felix (Baking Class): It's not like we're eavesdropping or anything, but erm I think you should, listen to this

Felix (Baking Class): *video.mp4*

Something is wrong.

Yeosang forced a laugh as he sipped on his coffee. They were in San's house, eating breakfast. Wooyoung busied himself over the stove, while Hongjoong was muttering to himself, his hands furiously typing away on his laptop. Mingi continued to talk after getting a reaction from Yeosang, but the man's attention had drifted elsewhere.

"...and then that's it. My manager just let me off." Mingi smirked proudly, earning a thumbsup from Yunho and San. Seonghwa rolled his eyes. "You were lucky this time, Mingi-ah. Yeosang, eggs?"

Yeosang gave him a small shake of his head. "No thank you. Hyung, did you text Y/n?"

The kitchen went silent at the name. Even Hongjoong looked up from his screen. "Y/n?"

"Yeah. She erm, hasn't contacted us in a week?" Yeosang reminded, shaking his phone in their face. "She usually texts us in the morning in the groupchat-"

"C'mon Yeo, that's a good thing." Wooyoung came out of the kitchen, untying his apron and frowning at Yeosang. "Don't spoil the mood early in the morning."

"Maybe she's busy, Yeo." Yunho suggested, wolfing down his pancake. "She did say that her boss sent her for some field checks. And don't be so mean, Woo."

Wooyoung pouted. "I'm just annoyed at her. And why isn't Jongho back?"

Jongho felt guilty.

He sipped on his cup of americano nervously, glancing at you. You sat with your gaze lowered, fixated on your own cup, your eyes cast downward.

He had bumped into you at the supermarket while getting syrup for Wooyoung. He didn't know why, but when he saw you, he had this sudden desire to run away.

Like a little boy after making a mistake.

"Erm, Y/n, how are you?" He decided, speaking carefully. You looked up from your cup at him, before tugging the corner of your lips upwards.

"Jongho-ah. Please, be honest with me." You pressed the nail of your thumb into your skin, the piercing pain kept your tears in. “Do I… really annoy you guys? When I’m telling… No, when I'm complaining about…” You bit your lower lip, suddenly feeling pathetic. Then you breathed in, before speaking again. “You know what, nevermind. I heard that you guys needed a break from me- Don’t need to explain, I heard it for myself.” You stopped Jongho as he opened his mouth to explain. “I totally understand that. But I’m just here to tell you that leaving me out is not cool. We’re adults, Jongho-ah. You and the boys should have just told me.”

“W-we’re just afraid that you’ll be upset-” “So you guys started leaving me out? Ignoring my texts? Talking behind my back?” You pressed your thumb harder into your skin, angry tears welling up in your eyes. “Like a teenager in highschool? Choi Jongho, you know that’s not… that’s not…” You glared at him, your brain searching for the right word.

“Not how you should behave as a friend.” Someone placed their hand behind your back, patting them. The both of you looked up to see Felix, who was holding up a cup of coffee. Behind him, Bang Chan and Jisung waved at you. You blinked quickly, forcing the tears to go back in and waved back at them, before turning your attention to him. “Lixie? What are you doing here?”

“Breakfast with my hyung and Han Jisung.” He jabbed his thumb back at the two of them. Felix then turned to Jongho, offering him a simple smile that did not reach his eyes. “Hi, I’m Felix. I heard a lot from Y/nnie about you.” He introduced himself, his hand never leaving your back. Jongho frowned, glancing from his hand and back to his face.

“I’m Jongho.” His voice was unwelcoming. Your brows furrowed. “Jongho, that was ru-” “It’s okay. Sorry if I interrupted you guys, but hyung’s asking whether you wanna join us later for lunch. Minho hyung cooked the dish you said you’d like to try.”

Your eyes lit up at his words. “Really?” You exclaimed. Jongho observed your exchange with a stoic expression on his face. Felix nodded. “Yeah, I’ll call you later?”

You nodded. Felix patted your hair, gave a friendly nod to Jongho and returned back to his hyungs. As soon as he left, Jongho sneered. “So, you’ve been hanging out with those kind of people?”

Your smile froze. “What did you say?”

Jongho shook his head mockingly. “Them, Y/n L/n. Hanging out with Felix Lee and his stupid little gang?” He hissed. “What did they offer you? Money? Are you fucking with them?”

You stared at him in disbelievement. “What? Did I say something wrong?” Jongho scoffed, sending a glare over to Felix. “You know they are rivals with Seonghwa hyung, right? They play around, Y/n. Are you being a whore for them-”

A loud, resounding slap echoed through the cafe, capturing the attention of everyone dining inside. Jongho touched his burning left cheek, slowly turning to face you. You were standing up, your chest heaving in anger and humiliation at Jongho’s words. Regret instantly flooded his eyes, as Jongho realized what he had said. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to-”

“Say that I’m a slut? For hanging out with a group of men?” You finished the sentence for him, your voice filled with anger and sadness. “Choi Jongho, you’re an asshole. Fuck you. You all are assholes!” You cursed as you grabbed your bag and headed out towards the exit.

As you ran out, Jongho saw Felix and his friends hurried to follow you too. When his eyes met Felix’s, the latter smirked at him, and Jongho gritted his teeth.

He fucked up.

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kittysarchive · 6 months ago

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OMGOMG YANDERE!PERV ENHYPEN OR TXT...OR STRAYKIDS PLSPLSPLS MY BRAINROT IS REALLLLLLL!!!!

I GET YOUUUUU

warnings- yandere

Heeseung possessive yandere

In his mind, he owns you. And apart from that, he owns your life as well. You got fired from your job...because of him, your friends left you...because of him, you got evicted...because of him. He doesn't want to ruin your life, no, he wants you in his life.

Heeseung may even limit your own life such as slowly not allowing you to go outside, not allowing you to go to college, not allowing you to visit family. Heeseung loves you! But he wants you all to himself.

Jay obsessive yandere

Jay isn't as controlling as Heeseung however he is obsessed with you and spends every moment with you. He just can't get enough with you! And Jay will do what he can, so you only stay with him.

Jay will not only force you to move in with you, but if you Arnt even in a relationship, he will find a way for you to live with him or at least never stray too far away from him.

Jake protective yandere

To Jake, he is your protector. He believes you are fragile and could be hurt, he must protect you.

Going beyond lengths, his love and need to protect could ruin parts of your life such as forcing you out of your job, moving away or even making you believe you really are sick and need his love and protection. Either way you will end up in Jake's grasp.

Sunghoon manipulative yandere

With his charming smile, he will quickly get you under his wing.

Sunghoon knows you more than you do. He will get under your skin, force secrets out of you, tell you lies or just plainly manipulative you. Sunghoon won't even think for a second about gaslighting you. Of course he loves you, but he has to break you down and lie a bit first.

Sunoo innocent yandere

So cute and harmless, you don't even realize what Sunoo is doing behind the scenes.

Never laying a hand on you, he seems like the perfect match! You have the same interests and get along so well! You don't even realize Sunoo is slowly isolating you from the rest of your world.

Jungwon calculative yandere

Jungwon knows what he's doing and never fails to plan thoroughly in doing so.

Everything Jungwon does, all of his actions are planned out. To win you and your affection, he did a deep dive of research on you. All of his research and plans played out that it's almost as if you are soulmates.

#enhypen scenarios #enhypen hard hours #enhypen hard thoughts #enhypen headcanons #enhypen yandere #enhypen yang jungwon #enhypen yandere sunoo #enhypen yandere jungwon #enhypen yandere jay #enhypen yandere sunghoon #enhypen yandere jake #enhypen yandere heeseung

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jinnirev · 1 year ago

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Falling, Fallen (NSFW)

☆ Pairing: Han Jisung x fangirl!reader

☆ Synopsis: Jisung feels a sudden attraction towards a particular fangirl.

☆ t/w: slowburn, depicts mental health struggles, slight angst, jisung stalks the reader on social media, lowkey parasocial relationship on the readers side 💀 choking (jisung chokes in food and reader performs choking exercises), oral sex (f!receiving), softdom!jisung x sub!reader vaginal penetration, unprotected sex, creampie, overstimulation if u squint, porn with plot

☆ Note: Happy birthday late Jisung!! GUYS I COULDNT FINISH THIS IN TIME AND I GOT SICK 😭😭😭😭

Han Jisung. A hardworking idol, someone who tries his hardest to perform despite how he feels. It broke your heart every time you saw him in interviews. After the latest comeback, 5 Star dropped, fans noticed Jisung feeling extremely down. You couldn't stand seeing him look so sad, his usual energetic personality toned down to just a couple of smiles here and there.

"My moustache can be seen?" Han immediately pulled up his mask after reading that comment in the livestream. God, you hated that. Hated the fact that people were pointing unnecessary things out, he was barely showing his face before that comment, now his face was completely covered by the bucket hat he had on his head and the white mask.

Immediately, you rush to comment, sweet, encouraging words to him.

y/nnie: Noo! We don't mind it! :(

y/nnie: Please don't cover your face, you look good

y/nnie: your hair is so pretty I would start barking if you took off your hat

Jisungs glances at the comments, your comments being one of the first ones he sees. He tilts his head up to the camera, his eyes filled with a hint of amusement, "you'd bark for me to take off my hat?" he asked with a deep chuckle. God, you forgot how wide of a vocal range he had. Sometimes, his voice would sound so deep it made you feel things.

You almost screamed to yourself when you realised that he had read your comment, your fingers immediately rushing to type more

y/nnie: YES PLSD I WOULD PLS 🙏

y/nnie: YOURE SO PRETTY I LVOEYOU AONMUUCH

Jisung lets out a brighter laugh this time, seeing your comments with the amount of typos made him chuckle. You were on cloud 9. You just made your favourite idol laugh on a livestream? In front of so many people?

☆☆☆

Han finally ended the live. After running on one hour of sleep and explaining his new song, he was quite tired. He went on his phone, going onto bubble to see what Stays had to say. Ah, it was the same person who wanted to bark for him to take off his hat.

y/n <3: You did so well! Go get some rest, Miserable was such a good song, I cried while listening to it 5 times 😭

y/n <3: eat well!

If he was being honest, Han usually gets sweet comments like these from Stays. But for some odd reason, he felt his heart swelling, butterflies shooting straight to his belly as he read what you said. He looked at your profile picture. It was a cute selfie of you smiling to the camera. Your hair styled perfectly to suit your face shape, makeup done in a way that enhanced your facial features, you were breathtaking.

He quickly switched apps, going onto Instagram to see if he could find more of you. He switched to his personal account. Obviously, he couldn't be seen using the official Straykids account. Who knows what crazy rumours sasaengs can come up with? Typing your name into the search bar, he scrolled and scrolled, finally finding an account, its profile picture set as Han Quokka. He pressed into it, relief overflowing his senses when he realised that your account was public.

Was he being a stalker? He felt quite guilty for trying to find out more about his fan like this, but he thought that you were just so pretty. How could he not? Jisung looked at your highlights, posts, and stories. You were an average girl, random posts about food, some occasional OOTDs which he wished were more so that he could see more of your style.

Jisung catches himself celebrating when he finds out you don't have a boyfriend. Or at least he assumes that you don't have one since you don't post any pictures of men. He decided to take a break from the stalking. The one hour of sleep seriously kicking in, he decided to return back to his dorm.

☆

12.37 am.

Jisung woke up feeling his back aching. He shot up, wincing in pain. He sat there in silence until his stomach rumbled. Ah, he hadn't eaten much. He lets out a sigh as he goes to brush his teeth, grabbing his beanie and a mask before heading out the door.

The night was silent. The stars would've been shining brightly if it had not been for the bright lights of the city. He could still see a couple of them, blinking and basking in all of its glory. He walks silently, the chirping of the crickets fills his ears, the soft breeze blowing in his direction. There was just something about the night that made him feel at peace.

He arrived in front of the local convenience stall, pushing the glass door open. The classic convenience store bell rings, indicating he had stepped foot into the stall.

Jisung grabs the usual cup noodles that he likes, chicken breast and an Iced Americano. He places it onto the counter, greeting the cashier before pulling out his phone. He quickly paid for his food before thanking the cashier and going over to the food preparation station.

Quietly, he prepares his food. His fingers reached up to pull down his mask to, getting a sip of his Iced Americano and letting out a happy 'mmhm!'. He takes a seat at the seating area, disappointed that there was only one. The table, which connected to the large window, perched a girl, quietly sipping at her drink and scrolling mindlessly on her phone. Han decided to just take a seat next to her. He was just there to eat his food, nothing more, nothing less.

He took a bite out of his noodles until he hears the sudden blaring of one of Straykid's songs from the girls headphones next to him. The noodles that he had been trying to eat getting caught in his throat as he lets out loud coughs. He was caught completely off guard when he hears God's Menu blasting from her headphones.

The girl turns to him, surprised by the loud coughing and sputtering next to her. Immediately, she spoke up, "Are you choking?" her voice filled with both panic and concern for his wellbeing.

Han could only look into her eye, nodding frantically, still coughing. She immediately gets up off her seat, pulling Jisung off his seat, making him stand up straight. She wrapped her arms around his abdomen, balling one of her hands up into a fist, the other one wrapped above it. Using some force, she thrusted repeating it until he spits out the noodles he had lodged in his throat.

Jisung lets out gasps for air. The girl rushes away before scurrying back with a bottle of water in her hand, holding it in front of Jisung. He takes the bottle, chugging it down.

"Don't drink so fast, you might choke again!" The girl warns, worried that he might choke on the water.

Jisung finally puts the bottle down, turning to the girl who he was ready to thank for saving his life. His gaze landed on her, suddenly everything was clicking in his head. This girl was the same girl we was stalking earlier, it was you!

His face suddenly flushes in embarrassment when he realises this was his first interaction with you, definitely not ideal, but hey, at least he got to feel your hands around his waist.

"Are you okay?" Your voice breaks him out of his train of thoughts as his face gets even redder when he realises he was just staring at you, blanked out.

"Sorry.. Just wanted to thank you for saving my life," he chuckles, rubbing at his nape. He averts his eyes from yours, clearly very embarrassed.

"Don't worry about it, you should be careful when you're eating," You flash him a pretty smile, even when your voice was laced with concern, he could only focus on how pretty you looked. Your hair was let loose, barefaced and wearing only a grey hoodie and loose wide legged black pants.

Jisung pulls out a tissue that he had stuffed into his pocket, cleaning up the noodles that he had spat out which landed in the table. His face still red from the embarrassment, he doesn't know how he's going to recover from this one.

He hears you moving, taking a seat on the chair that you had previously been sitting in. Jisung sits down as well, silence filling the air before he breaks it, "Uh.. so, do you know who I am?"

You turn to him, smiling sweetly at him, "Are you Jisung from Straykids?"

Han nodded, flashing you a small smile. He still couldn't get over how he embarrassed himself. He doesn't know why but he started talking again, "I, uh.. started choking cause I heard you listening to God's Menu," he chuckled, smiling at you sheepishly.

You burst out laughing, tears starting to brim at your eyes from what you heard. "I can't believe I made THE Han Jisung choke..." You giggled. God, that was like classical music to his ears. It made him forget about how embarrassed he was as he laughed as well.

"You almost killed me, you know?" Han voiced out, his eyes landing on your pretty orbs, the way they looked as if they had the entire universe in it. It sucked him in.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you choke.." You apologised, sounding half serious and half in a joking manner. Jisung chuckled before silence fills the air again. It was a comfortable silence, one which had the two of you staring into each others eyes, not a word leaving your lips.

"I saw your comments," Jisung's lips turn upwards into a cocky smile. A small gasp emitted from your throat, your cheeks quickly getting hot. "W-Which one..?" You cupped your cheeks in your hands, trying to cool it down while trying to desperately avoiding eye contact with him.

He cracked up, "The one about barking, and the bubble one about you crying 5 times to my song," His laughter fills the in the empty convenience store.

"If you weren't right in front of me, I'd be screaming, kicking my legs and celebrating.. I'm sorry, I'm never commenting things like that ever again." You keep my eyes fixated onto the wooden table even though you could feel Jisung's gaze burning holes into you.

"I don't mind, really, but if let's say... hypothetically, if I were to take off my beanie right now, would you start barking?" Jisung snickered. You looked up at him with wide, horrified eyes. A dangerously handsome smirk on his face as he wiggles his eyebrows.

"What?! N-No way!" You scoffed before speaking again, "I can't just throw away my dignity like that..." You let out an embarrassed laugh, acting as if you weren't just thristing for him just a few hours ago.

Jisung snorted, "I see your comments every day, you know?" He had a mischievous smile on his face, eyes glinting with excitement when he saw how flustered you were. You quickly covered your face, "I'm never commenting ever again..." You spoke with your face buried into the palms of your hands. The tip of your ears burned bright red, Jisung couldn't help but laugh at your reaction.

He realised that you were genuinely embarrassed, his hand landing in your shoulder as he rubs it soothingly, "I like your comments though, they made my day better," He whispered sweetly, his cheeks also starting to get flushed.

You raised your head up from your palms, making direct eye contact with him. A sheepish smilen plastered in your face, "Y-You actually remember me?" Jisung nods in response, "I liked your profile picture, I thought it was pretty," He says again in a shy whisper.

Was the Han Jisung flirting with you right now? Seriously? At 1am in the morning in some random convenience store?

Your cheeks immediately turned into a dark hue of red, giggling at his statement, "I can't believe THE Han Jisung is flirting with me right now..." Jisung blushes, reality hitting him hard when he realised that he was trying to hit up a fan.

"God.. I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me.." Now it's Jisung's turn to be embarrassed. He whipped his head away from you, his fingers rubbing at his temples. He feels your hand land on his shoulder, rubbing his shoulder the same way he was rubbing yours earlier.

"I liked it," you giggled, "are you not gonna finish your food?" You asked, voice sounding a little bit worried. Jisung turned to you, "It almost killed me, I'm not hungry anymore.." His lower lips poked out. Was he consciously making puppy eyes? Either way, it made you melt in your seat.

"But you need to eat," You say with worry, "how about this, I'll treat you to something nice since I was the one who made you choke," You proposed with a grin, Han swears the more you smile, the more he was getting energised. At this point, he thinks he can survive just from seeing you smile alone.

Jisung nods, "I'd like that, let's go," he excitedly stands up, throwing away the now cold and sad looking chicken noodles. "What?" You're confused as he cleans up the table. "But you should go rest, didn't you say that you had one hour of sleep?"

Jisung looks over at you, "I already slept earlier," he grinned. His heart fluttered at how you remembered what he said during the livestream, god, you were so cute. "But I want to treat you to something nice. All the good restaurants are closed now," you pouted.

"But you promised," He whined, grabbing your hand and ushering you to clean up and leave. You let out a sigh, "Fine.. what do you want to eat then?" Jisung smiled from ear to ear, "Ramen, I know a good place. It's open till 3am, we still have time so hurry!" He helps you grab your empty plastic cup, dumping it into the dustbin next to the table before grabbing your hand in his and pulling you out the convenience store.

☆☆☆

The sounds of the two of your footsteps filled your ears. Again, Jisung was under the night sky, this time with someone who he thought was even prettier than the starry night sky. He shoves his hands into his hoodie pocket, letting out a sigh in relief when he feels the warmth of his pockets engulfing his hands that were previously shivering in the cold.

The flickering street lamps were not quiet either as you followed Jisung. The streets were dead silent, not a single person in sight. "Do you know my name?" You suddenly ask, looking up at him with your pretty eyes. He wanted to capture the moment, the sight of you looking up at him with your gorgeous eyes that seemed to shine even brighter in the night. Your glossy lips that makes him want to press his lips against yours so badly, but he knows he could never do that.

"Y/n, right? I'm a good idol, so I remember my fans," He shoots you a wink as you giggle in response. Slowly, you clasp your hand around his, holding it up, "Not the be sappy and ruin the moment, but I hope that you will take good care of yourself. Don't rush yourself, yeah? We have all the time in the world to wait for you to feel better, so don't feel the need to be funny and energetic all the time."

Jisungs feels his heart pounding against his chest, his vision suddenly becoming blurry. "W-Wait, are you crying?" He hears your panicked voice, he heard some shuffling of your clothes before a soft napkin is dabbed against his teary eyes. He looks down at you, more tears starting to stream down his cheek when he sees you wiping his tears away for him. Your fingers worked on his face softly, treating him as if he were a delicate porcelain doll.

You feel his hand suddenly wrapped around your wrist, his other hand snaking its way around your waist, pulling you into an embrace. You let out a soft gasp when he buries his face into your neck. You could hear his choked sobs as he cries against the fabric of your cotton hoodie. With shakey hands, you wrapped your arms around him, your hands patting his back soothingly. Hearing his crying made you extremely emotional as well. You couldn't help but bury your face into his chest as you start to cry yourself.

Engulfed with each others scents, you felt at peace, even if you're crying your eyes out with him right now. The soft scent of his cologne filled your senses. He smelled of soft floral scent of roses and lilacs.

Jisung's crying stopped, but you didn't even notice as you were too absorbed into his scent to notice. He pulls away from you, with a frown on his face. He reaches up to cup your face in his hand as he tilts your head upwards to meet his gaze. Your eyes were puffy and red from crying, and you could say the same about Jisung's.

"Why were you crying?" Jisung asks in a whisper, his thumb wiping away the tear that falls from your eye, his voice shakey. You sniffled, "...It hurt me to see you cry," You finally get out after a long sniffle. His lips curve upwards into a loving smile, "I'll keep in mind to never cry in front of you ever again," He chuckles.

"What? No! You shouldn't bottle up your emotions. If you cry, we cry together, okay? Then we can cry it all out and feel better afterwards!"

He laughs, "Whatever you say, princess."

"Yah! We're not on pet name basis yet!" You slapped him on his shoulder, his eyes crinkling as he giggled at your response and how flustered you were.

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"Order whatever you want, it's on me," you grinned proudly, as the two of you walked into the ramen bar. The delicious aroma of bone broth filled your senses, you could feel yourself getting hungry after only drinking an iced latte.

"You don't mind if I order the most expensive one?"

"Don't push your limits," you glared at him, taking a seat. Jisung slides into the seat in front of you, smirking. "But you were the one who almost got me killed from choking," His fingers tapping against the table in, feigning a frown.

"You're a literal millionaire trying to milk money out of a poor girl. You should be embarrassed of yourself," you scoffed, crossing your arms over your chest, furrowing your brows to make you look like you were mad.

"But you can afford to pay for Bubble," He shrugged before grabbing the menu and scanning through it. "You're so lucky I just met you today. If I had known you for a day more, I'd punch you," you scowled, watching him point at the most expensive option.

He looks up at you, his lower lips poking out, staring at you with the cutest puppy eyes he could muster. "Are you for real...?" You deadpanned, a sigh escapes your lips, "Fine.. order it, I'll pay." Han smiles brightly at your response, he pulls his phone out, scanning the QR code on the table to quickly order.

Jisung lifts up his head, "What would you like?" Still smiling brightly at you as if he wasn't about to burn a hole into your wallet. "Tonkotsu ramen with grilled chicken."

Han nodded, quickly submitting the order. He turns to you, "Tell me more about yourself, Y/n," he rests his chin on his palm, waiting for you to respond. "Uhh... what would you like to know?" You ask awkwardly, unsure of what to say.

"Hmm.. I dunno, like your job? Your relationship status? Uh, whether you want a boyfriend or not? Uh, do you think I'm your type.." He trails off, realising what he had said, he buries his face into his palm, groaning at himself.

You let out an amused chuckle, "Seriously? Han Jisung from Straykids wants to know if I have a boyfriend?" You laughed again, watching the boy squirm in his seat, cringing at himself. "Well, I don't have a boyfriend, you're in luck." You lean towards him.

He moved one of his fingers that was covering his eye, peeking out from under his hands, "Can I- Can I uh.. have your number," He asks shyly, almost in a whisper.

"God.. you don't know how hard it is for me to not pass out right now..."

Jisungs hands flies off his face in an instant, his shyness vanished as a concerned expression takes over his face, "WHAT?! ARE YOU OKAY? SHOULD I TAKE YOU TO THE HOSPITAL?"

You burst out laughing at his little outburst. Jisung stares at you in confusion, a frown on his lips as he tries to comprehend what was going on. "I'm okay... oh my god, you're so funny, Jisung..."

He rolled his eyes at you, "This isn't a joke, Y/n! You scared me!" he whined, grabbing your hand in his and pulling it back and forth. "I'm sorry, it's just that I'm still shocked that my bias is sitting right in front of me, asking for my number. It's crazy, you know?"

"So are you gonna give me your number or not?"

"Pass me your phone then, idiot," This time, it was your turn to roll your eyes at him. He quickly slides his phone over, and the contact page was already open and ready for you to type in your number.

"Yah! Have some respect, I'm older than you! Wait, am I? Wait, how old are you?"

"I'm 20, but it doesn't count cause I'm a foreigner!" You stuck your tongue out at him as if you were mocking him. "But you're in Korea, so you gotta do it!" He argued back. "Would you like it if I called you Oppa?" You immediately cringed at yourself when it rolled off your tongue, you felt like a disgusting Koreaboo. With fast fingers, you typed in your number before sliding his phone back to him.

Han nodded, a sly smile finding its way onto his lips. "No way I'm calling you that! I'd rather die than to be accused of being a Koreaboo!"

Your little banter was interrupted by the arrival of the food. The strong aroma of the nicely cooked meat combined with the warm broth, you swear you were drooling when you saw the bowl of noodles. You said a quick thank you before diving into your bowl of ramen, instantly forgetting about the banter that you were having with Jisung.

Jisung smiles to himself as he watches you struggle to put your noodles onto the big spoon. An eating habit that you've had for a long time. Jisung thought it was the cutest thing as he sneakily picked up his phone.

Snap!

"Did you just take a picture of me?" You asked with your eyes squinted, hands still working on putting the noodles onto your spoon.

"But you looked so cuteee," Han turned his phone towards you, showing you a picture of yourself with your brows furrowed, staring angrily at the spoon you held in your hand.

"I look so bad!" You whined, quickly trying to grab the phone out of Jisung's hand. Screw him and his quick idol reflexes. He moved his phone away in an instant, laughing at your miserable attempt of theft against his phone. "Han Jisung. I better not see you send that to anybody."

"Don't worry, it's gonna be safe kept in my phone."

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11am. Quiet snores fill your ears as your eyes flutter open. It was a quiet morning. The sun shone into your room through the small gaps of your curtain that was blown open by the soft breeze of the morning. Wait. You don't even snore, and why do you feel a hand wrapped around your waist?

You let out a loud gasp when you see Han peacefully asleep next to you, his hand wrapped around your waist as he snuggles closer to your body. Your mind wasn't comprehending what was happening until you blinked a couple of times and finally you remembered what happened.

Jisung begged to come over to your place last night. Who were you to say no to him when he was giving you puppy eyes again? He ended up dragging you to bed despite your protests that you both haven't showered.

"Good morning," His voice was all groggy. It was deep and somehow attractive. "We stink."

Jisung laughs when he heard what you said, "Are you gonna help me take a shower then?" His fingers trace at the skin of your belly, drawing random shapes onto it.

"Don't be creepy, I just met you yesterday," You rolled your eyes at the clearly disappointed man. "Pleaseee?" He tries again with the puppy eyes, thinking it would convince you for the third time. And it did. "Fine," You groaned, slipping out of the soft covers of your bed.

Jisung celebrates to himself when he hears your answer, quickly following behind you. Something about Jisung that many people don't know is how high of a sex drive he has. He couldn't help but stare at your ass while walking to the bathroom, the way it was perfectly plump in your pants. He wanted to hold it in the palm of his hands and slap it to watch the fat of your skin ripple.

"Are you kidding me? You got a boner from me agreeing to take a shower with you?" You had an amused smirk on your face, your index finger pointing at the awfully obvious bulge at his crotch. "But you're just so fine, how am I supposed to resist?" He whined, moving his palm to cover the tent in his pants.

You grabbed him by his hand, holding it in yours and pulling him into the bathroom. You slammed the door shut behind you. You slipped off your hoodie, revealing your bare torso. Jisung's eyes widened as he realised that you were braless the whole night with him. "Are you gonna take a shower with your clothes on?" You ask mockingly, slipping your pants off as well. Leaving you only in your black lacy panties.

Jisung curses, seeing your almost naked body had him getting all tense, blood immediately rushing to his cock. He felt himself get impossibly harder. He ripped off his hoodie in an instant, he was also not wearing anything underneath. Your jaw drops to the ground when you see his small but toned waist. His abs looked as if they were carved by the gods, his soft and milky skin that made him look so inviting to touch and mark up.

Jisung smirks when he sees you ogling his body. He removed his pants as well, leaving him in only his underwear. "Get on the sink, pretty girl," His voice was husky, the moment you heard that, you scurried to climb onto the sink. "You're excited aren't you?" He pushes your legs apart, bending down to your core as he stares it down.

You couldn't help but blush as he was practically breathing against your clothed pussy. You could feel your slick oozing out of you at the sinful sight of Jisung in between your legs. His wavy hair made him look divine. "You're very pretty," His fingers found its way to your pussy lips, rubbing at your clothed clit gently. You let out a small gasp at the stimulation, whining as it wasn't quite enough. "Stay still, princess." He holds your hips in place, stopping you from bucking them against his hands again.

"P-Please, Hannie? Don't tease," You whined, your panties were drenched by your slick at this point. He doesn't say a word as he opens his mouth, this tongue darting out and licking at you through the lacy fabric of your panties. Your hands flew down to his head, grasping at his soft brown locks.

He pulls away, looking up at you with the most gorgeous boba eyes you've ever seen in the universe. "Be patient, yeah? I'll give you what you want," His fingers tug at the waistline of your panties, tugging down your underwear. Your cunt suddenly feels so exposed, you could feel his hot breath against your wet core, the sight was truly something only you'd have the chance to see.

You let out a gasp when you feel him sucking on your clit. His saliva mixing with the wetness of your pussy beginning to make lewd, wet noises. He pulls away, diving into your cunt, you feel his tongue fucking into your tight hole. You were chanting his name like a mantra, hands still tugging at his hair. He stops his movements, pulling away slightly as you whine at the loss of contact. "Best pussy I've ever eaten." He dove right back into your cunt, slurping and sucking at your little pussy. His finger now rubbing circles at your clit, you felt your orgasm approaching.

"What are you doing?" Jisung looks up at you when you pull him away from your wet cunt. His chin covered in your juices, mouth all wet with a mixture of your slick and his saliva. "W-Wanna cum on your cock.."

Jisung lets out a chuckle, "I really wanted to taste you, though. But if you insist," He pulls down his underwear, his cock springing up, standing proud and tall. Your jaw falls wide open when you see the size of his cock. He was definitely above average.

"Speechless?" He rubs the hard tip of his cock against your wet, sensitive nub as you let out a whimper. "Hurry, Sungie.. want you so bad.."

That was all it took to convince him to push his cock through the tight folds of your cunt. He groans as he feels you clamping down on his cock, "Relax, princess, can't fuck you if your gonna choke my cock like that." You whimper in response, trying to keep your vagina relaxed so that he could work his way into you.

He lets out a lewd moan as he was finally buried to the hilt, your warmth engulfing his thick length had him wanting to cum on the spot. "F-Fuck.." He cursed, knowing he wasn't gonna last long. He reached down to your clit, rubbing at it as he rocks his hip slowly against yours, eliciting pretty moans to fall out your lips.

"F-Faster, Hannie, promise I can take it.."

Jisung drags his cock all the way out of you, leaving only his tip inside before slamming back into you. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head when you felt the tip of his cock hitting that spongy spot inside of you, he was practically kissing your cervix with his cock at this point. "So deep!" You wailed as he pulls all the way out before slamming back into you again.

His hands holding your hips, his nails pressing into the soft skin of your hips. Leaving behind small, pretty crescents. He moves your hips with his, pounding his cock into you. His stamina never seemed to decrease as he continued at that pace, you could feel the knot in your stomach about to snap.

Through your mindless babbles of his name, you cry out as you feel the knot in your stomach snapping. Jisung lets out a growl as he watches your pussy cream all over his cock, clenching as your orgasm washes over your body. He slams into you even faster now, ignoring your whines of overstimulation.

"Mhm.. you can cum inside, Hannie~"

You felt his cock twitch inside you before he releases thick spurts of cum, moaning as painted your walls with his cum. He couldn't take his eyes off of your blissful expression as you felt him fill you up to the brim. Your cheeks all red and flustered, eyes rolling to the back of your head. God, you looked so amazing.

He pulled his cock out of you, watching as his cum slowly flows out of your poor little cunt. It trickles down your thighs before ultimately hitting the cold tiles of the bathroom floor.

"Let's clean you up, yeah?"

#han smut #skz x reader #skz smut #skz hard hours #straykids smut #han x reader #jisung smut #jisung x reader

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sourbinnie · 1 year ago

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Hiii i have a request . Can you do as 9th straykids member when you left the group? and their reaction or maybe their massages? Just please as a friend not SHIP 💀 TYSM ❤️🫶🏻

title -> sooner or later genre -> angst my beloved | voicemails pair -> ot8!skz + 9th member!reader a/n: i wrote it as voicemails since it's my favorite style. i hope you still like it ¡!¡!¡ since i don't really do messages. ALSO this is not romantic like you wanted i put a + instead of an x, that's how i differiante it.

"(y/n). where do i even start? i'm not mad, let's say that. i'm just mostly concerned, it was just announced to us that you left the group and we never talked about this? like, i've never seen you look discontent with being a part of stray kids. is there things that i don't know? i would love to talk to you before it goes public and we have to say you're not a part of the team anymore. i just wanna know what happened, you're like a sibling to me and i don't wanna lose one of the most important parts of the band because we just didn't talk you know? anyways, please answer as fast as you can".

chan left the voice message with as much strength as he could as he looked around the room. he didn't even wanna know what was gonna happen now because he never planned for stray kids to be eight. there was an empty space in the dorms now, a new type of silence and an increase of anger & confusion in all of the members that was justified right? why would you just leave? that's what they said. you weren't kicked out, just decided your time on stray kids was enough and he needed to speak to you to know what you felt.

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"so you decided to just leave? without telling any of us? real funny of you. i'm not disappointed or sad, i'm just fuming (y/n) and to think we trusted you. do you not understand that you ar- were a part of this for life? we were supposed to stay together forever. how do i even explain to felix and jeongin you're probably not gonna come back? i've never seen them look so distraught. i know i didn't show it but i really wanted you to be there for me in my most important moments 'cause i thought of you as a friend for life. i don't know what went down but this doesn't excuse your reaction to leave us in the dust".

minho felt betrayed, like he was stabbed and someone twisted the dagger. he wanted to protest against the manager that announced it all and he did, he did not stay silent like the rest. the shock then suddenly appeared knowing that they were eight members now and the fact that he wouldn't see you around the dorms, in practice, at the concerts, or at the music shows. it made him sick to his stomach that someone he considered a brother/sister just disappeared with no reason.

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"hey, i know it's kinda late but the news were just blurted out to us. i have no idea how to react. i just wanna know what happened, clearly there was something we didn't know that we need to talk about right? 'cause you can't just leave. i'm not gonna go out without a fight either, you are like one of my best friends and that's not gonna change. it's just so weird, we were talking about so much shit yesterday and you said you could only see your future with us and now you're gone? just like that? all your things are getting packed and it's just hard to watch. i don't imagine stray kids without you and i don't even want to".

changbin was completely lost. utterly and weirdly lost as he processed everything, another time he would've fought against it and he would've invaded his manager with questions (even if they were gonna remain unanswered). in this state he found himself in, he spammed you messages after sending the voicemail but they all weren't even seen. he wanted to go to chan for help but he saw the leader lost that shine in his eyes when all of this was announced.

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"(y/n), i-i literally don't think this is the right decision. i know it's already in the work and that you will decide what's best for you. i am no one to tell you what to do but have you thought this through? leaving us? i'm just worried to be honest. felt like crying when they told us but i was a strong boy for you and yet you wouldn't care if you didn't care about leaving either. god i'm sorry, i'm just going through all the emotions at once and i still don't know how to react. just please call me and we'll talk it out like we always do, the team won't be the same without you and i don't even wanna think about you leaving me".

hyunjin knew he was being selfish by sending a voicemail like that and he did not care. even if didn't feel like crying before, he sure as hell was crying now thinking of his brother/sister and what could have happened for them to just leave. how did the person who was the most excited for him to come back from hiatus just decided to leave? and now they wouldn't answer their texts, it's like they disappeared face off the earth. hyunjin just wanted to get out of the dorms and go look for you, and guess what? he did.

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"hey. gosh, is it too late already? to be sending you this voicemail and hoping you come back? i know it's not easy. i don't know exactly what you went through for you to be making this decision on your own but i wanna know, i wanna get to know you better. even after all these years, i feel like we didn't discover each other fully and i want more, i want your visits at the studio, us messing up choreography on purpose and writing lyrics together till the morning. tomorrow is gonna be awful for all of us but for you especially as this is gonna go on public and i wanna be there for you before it all crumbles apart".

jisung wanted to know what happened first of all. then he wanted to hug you and not let you go, afraid you would slip away from his embrace and he would have to be left alone. if there was a thing people didn't mess with was his friends and he considered you to be on top of his list with the rest of the members. sharing a dorm with him, must've been a nightmare but you two managed to be a mess together. now looking at box after box of your stuff, he just felt the biggest hole in his heart.

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"are you okay? do you need me to go where you are? i know it's late but i would do anything for you, you know this. even right now as everyone is losing their minds, i just care about you and that might show a bit of favoritism. i just don't know what the hell happened for you to go, was it something we did or said? 'cause i can't recall and i will apologize a million times if i have to. it's just a lot okay? just to be told that you decided to leave and it was your choice. and if it was i just wanted to know if we could remain friends because i seriously don't want to lose you. just call me back please".

felix was devastated. the fact that you were alone somewhere, away from them, away from him. knowing that even if he said that he wanted to remain friends, the company wouldn't like that and you two would probably never see each other again. it just felt so weird to wait around for a message when you were the quickest to type them out but now it was as if the world was against him or something. he needed to hear your voice and to maybe tell him that it was all a really well calculated prank.

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"why did you leave? i don't wanna go in circles. i just need to know bluntly and straight the reason why you decided to leave us. weren't we forever? you said that so many times that right now it just feels like another lie. all the things we promised, they're gone too right? (y/n) please fucking answer me before i lose my mind. i am not a person to beg for anything but i would do it right now for you to explain what the hell happened. we are all as confused and lost as we could be! you didn't even say it to our face, were you scared to face us? why would you be scared? we were always gonna support you if you gave us a reason".

seungmin of course didn't mean to sound as angry as he did. he just couldn't help it when he was left in the dark by one of his closest friends and the worst part is knowing that this voicemail was gonna be left on seen. he threw his phone onto his bed as he sighed, hoping you would just answer. it was just scary to him that all of this was happening and he had no idea how to react. you weren't there with them like you always were and he wished for nothing more than for you to come back.

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"hey (y/n). it feels weird to call you by name but i just need to get your attention somehow so you answer me. it's been forever since we know each other and now to be witnessing what might be the end for what we were building, just leaves me with a bad taste. did we do something? or was it just something else happening that you never told us? either way i would rather you have stayed. i don't wanna cry because you wouldn't have liked that but i feel like i'm gonna do it anyway. not like you're here to stop me even though i wish you were. just please call me or any of us back, i wanna hear your voice telling us the truth".

jeongin's eyes were watery but he quickly wiped them away. he sat there on the couch while everyone was in their rooms and waited. he looked at the door every once in a while thinking maybe it would help him but at the end of the day it just hurt more to now that you probably weren't gonna come back. scrap that, you weren't gonna come back at all and this would be announced tomorrow. he felt like choking but he still stayed strong as he tried to think of the good moments with you and holding on to the memory for dear life.

#skz drabbles #skz imagines #skz drabble #skz angst #skz scenarios #skz 9th member #sourbinnie #stray kids drabbles #stray kids imagines #stray kids #skz #skz imagine #stray kids imagine #stray kids 9th member #stray kids angst

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feverishly-kpop · 1 year ago

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Changbin & Stray Kids - Pushing Through

It was just a fever. No big deal.

Changbin didn’t get sick often, but when he did it never seemed to happen at a convenient time and this time was no different. With 3RACHA approaching the deadline for their upcoming mixtape, he didn’t have time to be sick.

Chan, Changbin, and Jisung had all been feeling more than a little stressed for the last few weeks. They had decided to scrap a couple of songs and replace them with something new against their better judgement and had been playing catch up in order to finish on time.

He had worked through worse. They all had. This time would be no different.

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“I have a fucking headache” Chan muttered, leaning back in his chair. He had been looking at the screen for hours at this point without a break.

Jisung had dozed off in his chair about an hour ago and Chan and Changbin decided just to let him be considering it was well after midnight.

“Maybe we should call it a night? You need some sleep” Changbin responded. “And so does he…” he added, gesturing to Jisung.

“I could say the same to you” Chan said, turning his chair to face Changbin. He clearly had more to say and now seemed like a good time to address it. “You’ve seemed sluggish all day and…”

Changbin immediately cut him off. “I’m sorry. I’ll do better tomorrow.”

Chan quickly shook his head, holding up a hand to silence Changbin. “You have nothing to apologize for. I’m just concerned. Are you okay?”

Changbin internally cringed. Clearly he hadn’t done a good enough job hiding his discomfort. His mind drifted back to the time that Hyunjin pushed through an exhausting dance practice without anybody knowing that he was feeling sick, only to throw up all over the floor as soon as their choreographer stepped out of the room. And the time that Seungmin sang his heart out at a concert before calmly approaching Chan as they left the stage advising that his throat was bothering him. Chan took him to the clinic the next morning out of an abundance of caution only for him to be diagnosed with a severe case of strep throat. If his members could keep it together while being that sick then he needed to be able to do the same, especially considering he wasn’t all that unwell anyhow. A little fever was nothing he couldn’t handle.

“No, I’m fine! Maybe just a little tired?” Changbin’s response seemed to satisfy Chan who nodded before turning back to his computer and turning off the monitor.

“Yeah, I can relate” Chan said with a chuckle as he turned to Jisung, gently shaking him awake. “Time to go home, Jisungie. Let’s get you home and to bed”

Changbin grabbed his jacket, zipping it up all the way in an attempt to ward off the chill that had been nagging him all day.

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By the time they got home Hyunjin, as expected, fast asleep. Chan helped Jisung get ready for bed first since Jisung seemed dead on his feet at that point before cleaning himself up. Changbin waited patiently on the couch until it was his turn.

The moment he heard Chan close his bedroom door, Changbin dragged himself to the washroom. He immediately pulled the thermometer from the drawer where he had put it that morning and stuck it under his tongue.

Changbin almost missed the beep as his mind wandered, only realizing half a minute later that he could take it out of his mouth. He knew that his temperature hadn’t gone down but he also hadn’t expected to be up over a full degree. His “slight fever” was now at 38.9°. He popped a few ibuprofen tablets before getting himself ready for bed, hoping that he’d be feeling better in the morning.

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Of course Changbin didn’t feel better the following morning. He was woken by the sound of Hyunjin bustling around the apartment, getting ready to go to the dance studio. Even after he heard the front door open and close and the apartment returned to silence Changbin couldn’t seem to get any more sleep, instead opting to get up before Chan and Jisung to attempt to pull himself together before they woke up.

With his temperature up to 39.4° he took some more tablets and a cool shower, hoping to get it down enough to where he could have a coherent thought.

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The day passed much the same as the day prior, except Chan had noticed how sleepy his dongsaengs seemed as it approached 9:00 PM and called it a day early. Changbin was relieved to make it another day without attracting too much suspicion regarding his condition.

Chan received a text from Minho shortly after they arrived home that the dancers were on the way back and that Hyunjin had overdone it a bit so his back was bothering him. Chan tried to hurry Jisung and Changbin in and out of the washroom so that Hyunjin could get ready for bed as soon as he got home. Changbin volunteered to go last, knowing that he wouldn’t be able to move as quickly as the other two.

“I’m sorry to have to rush you, but Minho’s bringing Hyunjin up…” Chan called into Changbin from outside the door.

“I’ll be right out, sorry” Changbin mumbled, running the tap in order to obscure the sound of the beeping thermometer.

39.5°.

Really? How is it not going down?

He quickly tossed the thermometer back in the drawer and ran his towel through his hair again, wanting to make sure it was dry. He stepped out just in time to greet Minho and Hyunjin at the door. Hyunjin was holding his back and wincing as Minho helped him inside.

“Can you grab a heating pad for him, Bin?” Minho asked, but Changbin didn’t hear him, his mind set on getting to sleep as soon as possible.

“I got it, hyung” Jisung said as he sprung from the couch. He had noticed how tired Changbin had seemed all day but he was still surprised to see how out of it Changbin seemed now.

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Chan, Hyunjin, and Jisung were surprised to find Changbin asleep when Chan cracked his door to invite him to dinner.

“He’s seemed tired for the last few days” Chan said with a shrug. “But it’s understandable. We’ve been working long hours. I don’t know why we scrapped those songs…”

Chan’s thoughts were interrupted by a whine coming from Changbin’s room, followed by another.

Chan instantly stood up from the table, lightly knocking on Changbin’s door. “Hey, Binnie, you okay?”

He didn’t get a response. Just another pained whine from within, so he knocked a little louder. Still no response.

“I’m coming in” Chan announced, wasting no time opening Changbin’s door, finding his dongsaeng in a fitful sleep, all of his blankets kicked to the end of the bed and the floor.

“No…please…” Changbin muttered under his breath, clutching to his pillow.

Chan sat down cautiously at the edge of Changbin’s bed and placed a hand on his hip, trying to wake him gently without frightening him any more than he already clearly was.

“Wake up, Binnie. It’s just a nightmare” he whispered, trying to rouse Changbin.

Changbin quickly woke up but was still beyond disoriented. Sweat continued to drip from his brow as Chan attempted to ground him.

“You’re okay. Just take a few deep breaths” Chan cooed, realizing how off Changbin was looking. Luckily Jisung had followed him from the table and was lurking in the doorway. Chan turned to him and quietly asked for him to grab a glass of water.

Once Changbin’s breathing had evened out Jisung handed him the glass. He took a few sips before handing the glass back and leaning his head against Chan’s shoulder. Chan immediately felt the unnatural heat coming from Changbin and let out a sigh.

“Not feeling well?” Chan asked, running a hand along Changbin’s back.

“I’m fine” Changbin responded. “Just tired. Had a nightmare.”

Despite knowing that Chan had busted him, he still tried to downplay it.

“You’re burning, Binnie. How long have you been sick?” Chan persisted, and Changbin was frankly too exhausted and weak to argue.

“A few days. It’s not a big deal though. I’m fine…” Changbin muttered. “Just need to sleep it off.”

Chan shook his head, helping Changbin lie back down. “You’ll have plenty of time to sleep it off. You’re not to step foot back in the studio, let alone outside of this apartment, until you’re feeling better.”

“But the mixtape…” Changbin started before being cut off.

“Will be there when you’re well” Chan interjected. “Do you need anything?”

Changbin paused before nodding. “Will you stay with me?”

Chan smiled sadly at that, letting out a small chuckle. “Of course. But anything else before I lay down? Because I’m exhausted and am definitely going to fall asleep.”

Changbin just shook his head, relieved to have his hyung with him as he dozed off again.

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hannamoon143 · 4 months ago

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Do you think i'm pretty?

Request by @part-time-potato: I remember that one interview where they asked IN to rank the member in order of most to least handsome and IN put Han in last, and it made me so sad! then there was that sports episode of kingdom where they did the visual king contest and all the six groups voted for who was the ultimate visual king, and Felix got second, but no other skz placed. I was thinking it could be cool to write a story about what would have happened if they had done like a "female staff vote" or something and they chose Han. I feel like Han is so expressive and gets excited very easily and would just be so cute and overjoyed.

pairings: han x fem interview taff

warnings: none

Genre: fluff

a/n: @part-time-potato I'm sorry that this got so short :(( I hope you like it anyways!Also i know i already posted a fic today (i would love if you would also check out this one )but i am done with this and can't wait to post it!Now i will take a little break,but only a little one!If you like the fic i would really appreciate reblogs!<33

Y/n was so excited today.As a staff member of buzzfeed she was managing a lot of interviews with celebrities.But this time it was different. She got to work at an interview with straykids. When she heard that she was responsible for the interview she almost screamed. She loved skz more than anything.She stanned them since the survival show.And over the years her bias didn't change once. She always found it weird herself cause all stays she knew changed their bias almost every week.But for her it was since the first moment han.So of course she was very excited to see everyone from straykids but she looked most forward to han.

And today the day finally came.She would meet straykids and be able to talk to them.She was so excited that she also got nervous and she wasn't even able to eat anything. Of course she knew that she was just a staff from a interview they had to do for them,but she anyways wanted to impress them,that maybe han found her pretty..? She went to her closet and decided to wear a white blouse with pearls,and a black skirt.She did her makeup a little bit more concentrated than she usually did.And lastly she wanted to do a pretty hairstyle but she didn't know what exactly so she just made her hair look wavy.As she finally was at work her co worker came and told her that she immediately had to go to straykids cause they arrived some minutes ago,but two other women who should have helped doing the interview have gotten sick and there was noone who could do it for them so it was just her and two other men who were doing the interview.

As she got into a the room with straykids her breath was stuck in her chest. In real life they were even prettier and their voices and laughs sounded so great.Then she spotted han.She almost dropped on her knees.He was so handsome,cute,and hot at the same time.Y/n tried not to start screaming or giggling.She went to her co-workers and asked what she should do.They just said she should operate the camera and look that the light was good.So the interview started and she admired han all the time.Yes the other members were all very very handsome but she just wasn't able to take her eyes off han.One time when he looked into y/n's direction she blushed so hard that her co worker asked if everything was okay.She really hoped that han didn't see it.

So the interview carried on and y/n got sad because the time was over so fast.But then suddenly when they got asked who they thought was the most handsome guy in the eyes of stays they weren't able to answer the question cause everyone had a different opinion.Then suddenly Changbin said "What if we just let the female staff here choose?Like they have to vote for who they think is the most handsome guy of us."Y/n didn't know what to say.If they were allowed to do that she would have to choose cause they didn't know there was only one female staff member. Y/n's co-workers talked and agreed.They came to y/n and asked if it would be okay if she would maybe go in front of the camera and tell for who she would vote.She was so nervous and scared but she agreed anyways.She hoped noone would notice that she was trembling.

When y/n stood in front of the camera she was so close to han that she almost felt like she would pass out.She also tried not to blush too much when suddenly felix leaned in and whispered in her ear that he was of course the best looking member.She felt like she was dreaming. She didn't know where the confidence came from but with a joyfull voice y/n said: "i already know who i vote for" The boys laughed. When her coworkers gave her a sign she finally said "So,i made a decision for my vote."y/n stayed silent for a moment to increase the tension. "I give my vote without hesitation to han jisung"

Han was a little bit more silent through the whole interview,but how he reacted now was the cutest thing y/n ever saw. Han jumped up and smiled such a sweet smile.His cheeks were so puffy he really looked like a cute little quokka. "Ha! I told you all that i am the best looking"he said with such joy in his voice,like a child that sees the presents under a christmastree.Y/n found this so incredibly adorable.She even was a little jealous how easy han expressed his emotions. Y/n was mesmerized by han's doe eyes that sparkled with joy,the way he jumped like a happy kid,the way his smile was so pretty that she could watch it all day and never get tired of it. He always was her bias and ofc she loved him so much,but she never realised how much in love she was...?

Han's point of view:

Han jumped in front of the members,telling them that he always knew that he was best looking of them all.He was so happy.He would have never been so happy if it was just any female stuff though.When he saw you walking in the room he immediately admired you. Your face was very beautiful,your smile seemed like a light in the darkness. All you did was filming and managing the lights,but you did it with such a elegance.And now you were standing in front of him,looking so pretty in your white pearl blouse.When he looked at you again,he caught you looking at him and you immediately looked away when his eyes met yours.

His heart started racing.He never really felt something like this before.Unfortunately this was the last question and the time was over now. When they stopped filming, stray kids got up and was getting ready to go.Han lied and said he wanted to go to the toilet before they would leave.He searched a little bit and then he found you,dismantling the camera.He finally got the courage to say : "Thank you for voting for me" You immediately turned around and your face turned a cute pink shade. You weren't even able to say something. Your look was a little bit confused. Did he do something wrong? He looked at your id card that you wore around your neck. Your name was y/n. Y/n L/n. What a pretty name.He would have wanted to ask you where you come from,and why you voted for him.He wanted to ask if you if you really thought that he was pretty.But all he said was:

"So your name is Y/n? Nice to meet you Y/n!"

Back to readers point of view:

Was this really happening? Why was han jisung here alone with her in the empty room? Did he forget something?

Omg he just said her name.From him it sounded pretty.It sounded elegant .Y/n was like frozen,but when he held his hand out to her ,she finally reacted. She gave him her hand,shaking his. His hand felt so warm and soft she didn't even know how to describe it.

When y/n wanted to pull her hand back he didn't let her .He looked deeply into her eyes,still holding her hand.His look was so different than the usual joyful eyes with the big smile.His eyes were mesmerizing. Y/n still didn't believe that this was real.This moment was just... everything.

After what felt like an eternity but were only a few seconds he pulled his hand away,smiling again, like he usually did. "Well then,goodbye y/n.Maybe we meet again."he said turning around and walking out of the room. Y/n now stood there,not being able to say a word.Why would han jisung the 4th gen ace of kpop want to see her again?

She didn't know the answer but when she opened her hand and a piece of paper with a phone number on it appeared, she knew that her story with this boy did only start.

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chansfavouritechild · 10 months ago

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straykids 9th member

Word count: 1,107K

pairing: skz x 9th member f!reader

warnings:mention of sickness,physical illness, stress, overwork, overthinking

Genre: fluff (+angst)

🎬Summary: Sarang, a versatile idol, navigates her career, creatively supports friends, and strives for perfection despite sleep deprivation and the fear of disappointing others.

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Too much work

Sarang had a bunch of friends and was good at more than just singing and dancing. She was always busy designing cool outfits for events, making album covers, and helping out with photo shoots. She was a creative wizard, whether it was clothes, makeup, hair, or even coming up with ideas for photoshoot backgrounds.

Being an idol was a ton of work - sports, dance practices, and endless emails. Even with her crazy schedule, Sarang couldn't say no when her friends asked for help. She knew she should sometimes, but she didn't want to let anyone down.

One night, she was chilling on the couch between Felix and Bangchan. While the guys chatted away, Sarang was in her own world, drawing an outfit for Yeonjun on her iPad.

Felix got curious and jumped up to check it out. He was fixated on her iPad, watching as she brought Yeonjun's outfit to life. Sarang greeted him with an "Oh, Felix," realizing he had been standing behind her the whole time. After a quick explanation, Felix gave a nod and went back to his seat.

Felix, still in his seat, was amazed by Sarang's art. Watching her, he felt a warm fuzzy feeling in his stomach. He didn't want to disturb her creative flow with small talk but couldn't help but notice how kind she was and how she always went above and beyond for her friends. It felt a bit silly, but he couldn't deny he was kinda attracted to her creative side.

As the night went on, Sarang was struggling to stay awake. Running on no sleep, she convinced herself that coffee and protein bars would keep her going. She was super hard on herself, always trying to prove herself and avoid letting people down. In the middle of all this, she got a call from her friend Jay about a special event, and he trusted Sarang to come up with a killer design.

Felix, seeing how tired she was, got genuinely worried. He watched as she sipped coffee and munched on protein bars. Despite the lack of sleep, she still looked amazing. Felix felt a mix of admiration and concern for the way she pushed herself so hard. He just wanted to be there to comfort her, help her ease the stress.

Felix glanced away, still feeling a bit worried. Bangchan, sitting next to him, noticed Felix staring at Sarang. He raised an eyebrow, wondering why Felix was so focused on her. Bangchan nudged Felix, a small grin on his face. Felix, feeling caught, blushed and turned away. Bangchan chuckled at the reaction.

Bangchan looked at Sarang a bit longer, noticing how tired she seemed after putting so much effort into Yeonjun's outfit. He was surprised she was still planning to work on another event. She was just too kind for her own good. Bangchan was worried, hating to see her push herself so much. He glanced at the others before turning back to Sarang.

As Sarang got deeper into her creative zone, exhaustion started hitting hard. Coffee and protein bars weren't cutting it, but she couldn't shake the idea of taking a break - it felt like a waste of time.

Watching her struggle with heavy eyelids and yawns, Bangchan couldn't ignore the signs that she desperately needed sleep. Yet, she kept pushing for the sake of others. The idea of seeing her suffer just to make others happy didn't sit right with him. Bangchan thought about speaking up but decided to keep it warm, making occasional eye contact and offering a reassuring smile.

Despite the eye contact, Sarang's vision blurred, and the world spun around her. Shapes and colors overwhelmed her senses. Bangchan silently observed, concern growing as he saw her exhaustion taking a toll on her.

The eye contact continued until he saw her eyes roll back, and Sarang collapsed. Bangchan's eyes widened in shock, and he rushed to catch her. Frustration turned into deep concern as he checked her pulse to make sure she was okay.

In addition to worrying about her, Bangchan felt a wave of guilt washing over him. He was mad at himself for not stopping her sooner. Gently placing her on the couch, Bangchan kept a close eye on her, arranging her into a more comfortable position.

Sarang lay unconscious on the couch, the room filled with a heavy silence as the members of Stray Kids gathered around. Bangchan's face showed shock and deep concern, regretting not intervening sooner.

Felix, who had been keeping a close watch, rushed to her side with worry in his eyes. The atmosphere in the room turned tense as the others exchanged concerned looks. Bangchan, realizing the seriousness of the situation, took charge.

"Grab some water," he said, his voice firm yet filled with concern. Han and Seungmin hurried to the kitchen to get water. Felix, still by Sarang's side, gently brushed a strand of hair from her face.

As the others rushed to help, Bangchan couldn't shake off the guilt. He knew he should have spoken up earlier, insisted that Sarang take a break. But dwelling on the past wouldn't help now.

When the water arrived, Bangchan took it and dampened a cloth. Carefully dabbing Sarang's forehead, he hoped to bring her back. The room was tense with concern and guilt, but Bangchan tried to keep it together for Sarang and the others.

Slowly, Sarang began to stir. Her eyelids fluttered, and she groggily looked around. Felix's worry turned into relief, but Bangchan still couldn't shake off the guilt in his gaze.

"You scared us," Felix said softly, his hand still gently on Sarang's shoulder.

Sarang blinked, trying to focus on the faces around her. Bangchan sighed, a mix of relief and remorse in his voice. "You need to take better care of yourself, Sarang. We appreciate your dedication, but we can't have you pushing yourself to the point of collapsing."

Sarang managed a weak smile, feeling the warmth of the members' concern. Bangchan's stern expression softened, his worry turning into genuine care.

"Let us help you," he continued, his tone gentle yet firm. "You're not alone in this. We're a team, and we look out for each other."

The incident became a turning point for Sarang. She learned to balance her love for creativity with self-care, realizing that her well-being was just as important as her dedication to her craft. The members of Stray Kids became a strong support system, reminding her that she didn't have to carry the weight alone.

And that's the story - do what you love, take breaks, and don't worry about what others think. You're worth a break. <3

#straykids #ot8 x reader #9th member of skz #skz ot8 #9th member of stray kids #9th member #stray kids #bang chan #felix

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