#skz headcannons

[maxidentscene]

healing

⚘ genre. fluff, comfort

⚘ members. ot8

⚘ synopsis. skz taking care of you after a hard day

chan gets you tucked into bed

As soon as you walked into the apartment, your heavy bags hit the tiled floor and disrupted the music coming from Chan’s room. He came prancing out, smile wide until he caught sight of the miserable look on your face

“What has you so sad, my baby?” He frowns, cupping your cheeks with his rough palms before bringing one to the back of your head, pushing you forward into his arms. “Do you wanna go out? I’ll treat you to dinner, we can go on a walk or go shopping, whatever you want.”

“I don’t wanna do much else today,” you mumbled into his shoulder, letting all of the tension today has brought leave your body. Now that you were in your safe spot, you could finally relax

He felt the way you melted and only nodded in response, awkwardly shuffling you to his room, giggling in the process at the way you refused to let go of him. Once you reached the foot of his bed, he gently pushed you down before fluffing up all of your pillows and tucking the fluffiest of blankets under your body

“This better?” His smile deepened when you nodded contently. Leaning down to place a kiss on your cheek, he left you to nap while he got back to what he was doing

lee know is quick to run you a bath

Minho disappears from your room without much of a word after you open up to him about how your day has went, and at first you felt a little offended. Then you were reminded of how warm and considerate he is when you heard the faucet creak on, the sound of water filling the bath

Once he’s back, he reaches a hand out for you to take. “There aren’t any bubbles but I dug out a bath bomb.” He leads you to the bathroom, giggling a bit to himself. “I think it’s a few decades old, though.”

The face you make at him pulls out a louder laugh and you feel your heart already getting lighter. Finally, the gentle heat hits your face as you enter the bathroom and you can’t help but get emotional

He’s quick to reciprocate when you wrap a lazy arm around his form, nuzzling your cheek into the material of his sweater. The two of you stay like that for a moment, basking in the fruity but peculiar scent of the exploded bath bomb in the water. “Thank you. What are you gonna do?”

“Look for an online shop and find some bath bombs that aren’t expired,” he huffs seriously, making your face light up with giggles

changbin offers the warmest of cuddles

Seeing you with a sad pout on your face has him thrown in a loop, his brain is scrambling for the perfect remedy. Finally, he settles with pulling you to the couch for a nice, long, well deserved cuddle sesh

“You’re all good here now,” he urges you to calm down, let your body mold on top of his as he runs a hand down your back. The scent of his cologne was wearing off but it still smelt so strong when you were in his arms like this. It was your favorite scent in the world

Bin smiled at the way you nuzzled yourself into him, a hand coming up to massage the back of your neck. It felt good to have someone to nurture and care for, he’s a natural giver and nothing makes his heart happier than helping you unwind after such a harsh week

“You smell good,” you sighed out, accepting defeat and letting your body rest onto his, planting your aching head into the crook of his neck and breathing him in. The long days felt doable if this is what you get to come home to

His chest moved with a hearty laugh, your head bobbing up with it. “I can’t stink in front of you!”

hyunjin cooks up your favorite meal

As soon as Hyune received a text from you saying that you’d be staying late, he got busy. He’s very observant and has caught on days ago that you were absolutely swamped with work and he finally gathered the ingredients to make you the most perfect dinner

This was something that he had planned out slowly but surely, wanting to get every detail right. If there was one thing that could throw Hyunjin off, it would be the fact that you were in a bad headspace. He just could not stand it

Determined to lighten you up a bit, he decided to do something special. Running around the kitchen left and right had proved to be quite the workout for him and he lost track of time

So, when you walked in only to be greeted with a sweet boyfriend who had stains all over his apron and his hair sticking to his sweaty forehead, he was shocked to say the least. Your body went on autopilot and dropped your keys to the counter, not caring about how he looked a bit like a mad scientist. “You didn’t have to do all of this,” you wrapped tired arms around him

A hand came up to stroke your head, you could feel his lips forming a smile against your neck. “Just sit down and eat,” he placed a kiss before playfully pushing you to your seat at the table

han plans the perfect movie date

He knows how slumps are, he knows how exhausting life can be and he always wished that he had someone to hold him when times were rough. When you came along, he found what he had been dreaming of and he wanted to reciprocate this warm feeling, so a movie date scheduled outside seemed like the perfect fix for your busy life lately

Like the genius he is, Jisung kept strict track of your work schedules and asked you to come over on the one day you had open. From there, he bought blankets and candles and gathered a projector screen from the company

You were more than surprised to find the cutest set up ever. Blankets and pillows scattered in the grass, candles lit to keep the bugs away, a fire on the side and a projector ready to go with a movie the two of you had been wanting to see

“Do you like it?” He asked with a nervous bite to his lip, sprawled out on the fluffy pillows with his hand stuffed in a bag of jellies. The effort that all of this took had your bottom lip quivering and you could only plop down right next to him, letting him secure his arms around you

You felt so lucky to be loved by someone as thoughtful as him. Han had a magic touch to him, it was impossible to not adore him

felix offers up a famous massage

Just like every other day, Felix is waiting on the other side of the door like a puppy ready to greet it’s owner, eyes scanning and heart beating with anticipation for the door to fly open. He’s eager to hear your laugh and see the warm smile on your lips, eager to give you a kiss and help you settle, eager to have the company of his favorite person back

But, everyone has bad days. You weren’t laughing and you weren’t smiling, the exhaustion was practically radiating off of you, and he wrapped his arms around you immediately. The first thing he noticed was how awfully tense your shoulders were, and that couldn’t slip past Lee Felix ever

“Hey,” he ran a hand down your back before letting go and gracing you with a gentle smile. “How about you go change into those comfy pants you like and lay down for me?”

You already knew he was planning out the best massage of a lifetime and you were far from disappointed, nodding your tired head and doing exactly as you were told. The room enveloped you in warmth and your bed caught your harsh fall as you flopped forward once changed

His gentle, small hands were on your shoulders instantly. Every rub and knead at your muscles helped you slip into a sleepy haze, mind finally at ease and guard down. This was your happy place, Felix worked wonders with his hands and you now understood why the team would never shut up about his massage skills

seungmin sits and listens to your worries

As always, Seungmin is an advocate for communication. He encourages you to talk about the things that make you happy or upset and listens with open ears. The current moment is no different as he sits you in his lap, resting his cheek against your shoulder as you melt into his hold and let everything out

“Everything about today was exhausting,” you cover your face with your hands and he sits with patience, fingers playing with your clothes and heart steadily beating against your back. “Just glad that I have someone like you to come home to.”

That comment fills Seungmin up with pride, a smile so wide on his face that his cheeks hurt. All he has ever wanted was to become the safest space for the one he loves, he wanted to tend to your needs unlike anyone else who has done so before

You go on about the little things that added to your poor mood and he hums in response, the soft scent of his shampoo dissipating every negative feeling in your body. You become silent and it hits you that he smells like home, comfort, and warmth. He feels like security, he is love itself

Leaning behind you, you plant the smallest kiss on his cheek as a silent thanks. He reciprocates with one of his own, sliding a hand up your back and bringing it back down

jeongin plans a small but powerful gesture

It was no secret that the last few days have been rough on you, work and social life both beating you down at once. Jeongin would sit in bed with you and listen to your venting, his heart heavy with want and need to help you feel better. Alas, a lightbulb went off and a plan began formulating in his head after almost a week of stressful days

Without you knowing, your boyfriend had picked up a few items from a few different store outlets, consisting of sweets and jewelry and self care products. They were gathered into the cutest basket with the biggest bow tied on the handle, Jeongin was very proud of it

The icing on the cake was a small bouquet of flowers, carefully placed on the table in front of the basket. These were paired with a handwritten note, one that took him a long time to write. This had been the most effort that he had put into making someone feel better and it felt so right to do it for you

He wished he could record your reaction to watch back on bad days, but he wanted this to be as intimate as possible. All of the work and time spent was worth the big smile on your face and the slight mist building in your eyes

He had decided that he would put his entire being into loving you and taking care of you once you pulled him into a hug. Of course, he laughed his breathy laugh and kept his signature smile on as he accepted your gratitude

[charmercharm3r]

YOU WILL WRITE THIS

SO IMAGING ABT how your a 9th skz member (who always wears baggy street wear or just the really cutsie member who does aegyo and isnt rlly sexual and lit has never showed any skin )and you all go boxing for fun - you decide to wear a baggy white shirt and a white bra under it and once you arrive to the gym your acc really good at boxing like your sweatiinggg and its showing your skin and clinging onto u - thowing jabs at minho like your life DEPENDS ON IT!! the members admire you from the side of the ring with a good view; after that tiring session you or your member dump water on you to quench your thirst but end up dumping wayy more than intended which causes you all to laugh but iykyk white clothes + water = see through jit going thru your shirt and kinda your bra so the members are just staring at your bare boobs (you can also write the baddie moment where you take off your shirt bc your agitated at it clinging onto ur skin)

i’m such a sucker for 9th member fics

Masterlist

warning: gn!reader, 9th member, suggestive

next: two

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“That’s it, Y/N’ie! Now I can actually feel your punches. Put a little more weight behind it.”

Minho had you dancing around the elevated boxing ring like it was rehearsed. Your couldn’t feel your hands or arms anymore from how long you’d been chasing him in circles to hit the padded target he always held just a little out of reach. Honestly, sports weren’t really your thing, dancing was the only thing you truly tried to do well in front of and behind the cameras. You had no idea what possessed you to tag along with Minho to his boxing session.

The news of your outing traveled fast within the group and before you knew it, everyone was piling into the two cars together. Minho and Chan had been giving you pointers the whole car ride and even tried to show you how to wrap the bandage around your wrist for support until you shooed them away and told them to stop hovering.

Felix was giggling watching the whole preparation take place, only when he said your full name did you realize he was narrating with a mini vlogging camera pointed your way.

Maybe promotions and practices and life in general were starting to take an emotional toll on you, every ounce of your frustrations from the week you took it out on Minho.

You couldn’t feel your feet now, too. The numbness let you move a little faster, only able to feel the sweat dripping down your temple and chest. As you picked up the pace and threw your punches harder, Minho stumbled slightly from the sudden burst of energy. You couldn’t hear the other members whooping and cheering your name, all focus pinpointed on the black target.

Harder, quicker, more than enough weight behind the punches that forced Minho to misstep and trip into the rope. The others rushed to hold their hands out in case he slipped through them, while also torn between being in awe or laughing at the older boy literally falling for you.

You tried to catch your breath and aggravatedly unwrapped the boxing glove from your hand as Minho stood and looked at you with surprise.

“Was that enough weight?!” You huffed, throwing the glove at him with almost no power now that you expended most of it trying to hit the target.

Giggling from the side of the ring made your head snap in its direction, “you want some, too, Kim Seungmin? I’ll come down there and—“

Just as you were about to throw the other glove at him, Changbin stepped into the ring and stole it from you, physically picking you up and waltzing you backwards with your rubbery limbs not putting up much of a fight. “You can beat him up later. Drink water first, you sweat like a fucking fountain.”

“Y/N’ie!” Felix and Hyunjin ran around to help you out of the ring, water bottles at the ready. You let Hyunjin tip your chin up and place the open bottle to your lips, it was gone in under a minute. “Slow down, you’ll drown,” he chuckled.

“Lix, you’re staring again,” Changbin threw his hand over his eyes until he realized what the younger was ogling.

The baggy white shirt you’d worn was completely soaked and sticking to your body like a second skin, showing through the sports bra that kept you safe. You were never one to show much skin at all, but right now, you didn’t have the energy to care. In fact, it was suddenly feeling suffocating. When you started to strip away the drenched shirt was when the rest of the members made their way over to you, all with mouths dropped slightly at the view of their adorable member suddenly shining in a new light.

“Hyung, maybe you should get Y/N’ie mad more often,” Jeongin whispered to Minho, who had a stupidly smug smirk on his face.

“I’ll take—“ huff, “—every one—“ puff, “of you fuc—“

“Hey now! No swearing in my vlog!” Felix rushed to stop you mid sentence.

“But they’re cute when they’re mad! Look,” Jisung pinched your cheek lightly and you frowned, raising your fist, “oh, so scary!” He feigned fright and stepped back with his hands up in surrender.

“You looked really cool, though. Who knew you could actually do physical activity!” Seungmin patted you on the back a little too harshly and you slumped forward with a wince.

“I hate all of you.”

“You love us!” Chan rung out your wet shirt and all of you stopped to watch how much of it was squeezed onto the floor. “That’s disgusting.”

Felix laughed menacingly and turned the camera towards himself, “I think Y/N’ie needs a shower.”

The eight of them made eye contact and smiled deviously. You spotted the bottles of water they each had and moved a second too late. Minho grabbed you by the waist before you could run, and suddenly you were being blinded by water running down your face and getting covered from head to toe. Minho was nice enough to wipe your strayed hair from your eyes so you could see the glee in your member’s eyes as if they’d accomplished an important task.

“Are you cooled off now?” Minho asked, peaking over your shoulder and brushing more hair from your cheek.

“Ice cold.”

“Oh, they’re definitely mad at us!” Felix kept laughing along with Hyunjin and Jisung.

“You all owe me one meal each. Dessert included.”

“I’ll even throw in a dry towel.” Chan handed you a itty bitty hand towel that you snatched away.

You patted down your exposed skin starting with your arms, your face, and when you got to your neck and chest was when you realized they’d all gone quiet. “Have none of you seen a chest before?! Virgins, all of you.”

None of them moved, unabashedly and unashamed that they were still staring.

“It’s just—“ Hyunjin said softly and pointed at your chest again. You looked down to see your nipples hard, and you lost any patience you had left.

There was almost no force behind your fists slamming into his chest, but Hyunjin cowered away and pretended to be hurt just for sympathy’s sake. Minho cheered you on while Chan was pulling out a spare shirt from his gym bag, sneakily slipping it onto you as your adrenaline drained back down to zero.

“Two. Meals. Each. And I’ll be keeping track.” You breathed heavily, finally giving up on being upset.

“Dessert included,” they repeated back.

When you’d finally calmed down, Felix threw his arm over your shoulder and pulled you in close, “how was your first time boxing with Minho hyung? Care to share with sunshine vlog?”

“Next time, it’ll be you and me in that ring, Lixie.” You cheerfully threaded with a tap of your finger to the tip of his nose and smiled.

The seven of them trailed behind you as you leaned on Felix for some support. Not even an ounce of annoyance left in you, the sleep was wanting to take over before you could make it to the car. You climbed into the back seat and made yourself comfortable before the rest of them could file in, careful not to raise their voices too loud. You could tell it was Changbin next to you just by the smell of his cologne, still strongly lasting after a decent work out.

Entirely passed out, you didn’t get to hear Felix end his vlog with, “look how cute they are, already asleep. Stay, shhh, don’t tell Y/N’ie that Minho hyung only tripped cus his shoe was untied. See you next time!”

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[minnie-binjin]

♥︎DREAM OF YOU♥︎

MINORS DNI 18+!!

genre:smut, mh caught having a wet dream about you.🙏

CW: Switch!mh, Switch!afab reader, unprotected sex (cut the cameras) p in v, creampie, dry humping, and edging (I'm sure that's all, but let me know if there's more)

p.s:FIRST TIME WRITING DONT EXPECT GREATNESS!!

You've been having a REALLY hard day at work. Stressful couldn't even cut it, so of course, all you wanted to do was get home to your bed and have a little fun here and there and hopefully minho wasn't going to interfere with that as he's always needing something around the house or at least most of the time that's what he needs.

Finally, getting to your home and opening the door to your shared apartment with your roommate on the couch sleeping, closing the door normal as caring for his nap, wasn't an issue as he usually asked you to wake him when you get home so no need for any silence. As you walk over to wake him, that's when you heard it.

"Y/n...fuck you're so tight, I-I'm gonna cum fuck." An incoherent but very visible sentence came from his lips. What was he dreaming about? Why were you in it? In the main part of your mind, you were extremely confused and conflicted and the other...so fucking turned on. It felt so wrong and weird, but the way he said your name was whiny and needy, he sounds so desperate that it's driving you crazy.

You just wanted to sit there and listen to the rest, feeling the wetness of your aching cunt mixed with the groans of Minho's mindless moans were too much, you wanted to feel him, you needed to feel him. You slowly crouched down near his face, now being more able to the sounds come from his mouth more better and god they were so fucking good, patting on his chest to wake him looking at his sleepy face as his eyes softly open.

Looking at you as you smile slyly at him as you watch his eye go blank then to a shy panic. "Y-Y/n um hey, how are you?" Minho rubs the back his head, avoiding as much eye contact as possible. "I'm wonderful, Min. How did you sleep, hm?" You say sweetly, his nickname basically rolling off your tongue like candy. "And that dream. Was it good, baby?" Slowly climbing onto the couch straddling Minho with no other thought, giving him no time to process, rubbing your soft, warm cunt on his hard, and extremely noticeable dick. Watching as Min's face changes from a nervous to weak pleasure look made you even more wet and needy for him.

"Shit...Y/n fuck I-you're so warm, feels so good mama please don't stop." Min grabs at your hips, clawing at the silky fabric wrapping and shaping your curves. "I'm gonna cum mama please..don't stop." Looking up at you with so much despair you could just eat him rn, even then you began lifting your body from his hard dick with no effort, causing him to whine pathetically as your warmness leaves his crotch. "Cmon baby, not yet ok? I still want you to fill me up." Taking off the pants you had on fairly quickly, going right back to straddling Minho looking at him with seductive eyes, pulling down his shorts and bowers as his throbbing dick lays on his chest hard as a rock.

Moving your underwear to the side with one hand, stroking Minho with other, lining yourself up with his dick as you slowly sink onto his hot throbbing length.

"Holy shit you're so big, Min baby." Bitting down on your lips as you move yourself up and down slowly on him as your ass and his hips meet constantly until all you both hear is the sound of skin slapping together the faster you moving on his dick. "Min fuck I-I'm so close, I can't hold it please!"

You feel your climax slowly reaching as your eyes meet the back of your head, clawing into Minho's shoulder as you press your chin to his neck, both of you moan in an almost pornographic way. "C'mon Mama, cum for me. I'm close too ok? Just cum." His filthy reassuring tone threw you over the edge, cuming more than a toy has ever made you. You constantly clench as min fucks you through your high, causing Minho to cum not to long after you filling you with his warm white liquid as he finally stops pulling out of you to let it all come out of your swollen and abused cunt.

"I'm sorry, you just felt so good." Minho chuckles, pushing his face into your chest, huffing softly. "It's okay, Min. I won't die from it." You ruffle his hair, trying to catch your own breath from that intense situation, definitely forgetting about all the stress from before.

The end.

Hope you liked it! :))

[dandelions-143]

Decode (Happy Ending) part 3

Part 1

Part 2

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Pairing: non idol Minho x f!reader x non idol Jisung

Wk: 2223k

Warnings: none really, kind of ends up fluffy and sweet.

Summary: Y/n and Minho have been trying to get Jisung back into their lives for months now. One day Jisung decides to hear them out but, these two not only apologize to him.. they confess their feelings and intentions for him…

A/n: I kind of feel like this may have been a bit of a flop… I kind of rushed this one. I didn’t want to keep dragging this series out so I decided to end it simple and sweet but, I hope you enjoy, darlings 🖤let me know what you think in the comments.

It had been months since you had seen jisung in person. You never let a day go by without texting him a few times or calling him. At first your texts and calls went unanswered but, slowly he began to reply with one or two words then he began to answer your calls.

Those calls never lasted long. It was usually you begging to see him so you could talk in person and Jisung would just flat out tell you no or tell you to stop calling him. You never stopped.

Then one day something shifted and instead of shutting you down he actually held a conversation with you. He still didn’t want to see you but, he allowed you to ask him how he was and he told you. He even asked you the same.

You felt like he had to miss you as well and maybe.. just maybe Jisung would be able to forgive you and let you back in.

The phone calls continued, growing in length and detail. Jisung even began to crack jokes here and there with you but, he still wouldn’t allow you to come see him. You would take whatever you could get at this point.

As for Minho he was convinced that their friendship was over. He felt that Jisung would never allow him back into his life.

You and Minho stayed close throughout all of this. You still had feelings for Minho but, you two kept it strictly platonic. Jisung was the most important thing to you two now.

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You were lying on your bed watching the rain come down outside, painting your windows in little rivers of rain water. Your cell phone pressed to your ear, “Um, how’s Minho been?” Jisungs question came out unsure.. almost timid.

You stayed quiet at first, shocked he had even asked about Minho. “Well, he’s okay. He misses you. He misses you so much, Ji.” You bit your bottom lip waiting for him to say anything but, all you heard was his soft steady breathing.

“Can we come see you sometime? To.. talk about things? I know you have refused to speak about what happened but, I think we need to. All three of us.” You closed your eyes willing him to agree to meeting up. It was the only way things would get better.

“Okay.” Jisungs deep voice broke the silence and you instantly sat up, your hair a mess as it fell all around you. “You said yes? Really? Okay!” You didn’t mean to sound so excited but you couldn’t help it. “When can we meet you and where?” You blurted out. Jisung huffed out a small laugh and you felt your tight chest loosen up just a little.

He was laughing.. you smiled to yourself.

So now.. here you were in Jisungs home, sitting on his black leather sofa, staring wide eyed at him. He sat directly across from you, his hair longer now, darker too. His eyes were those same big doe eyes you loved so much. His golden skin a bit deeper now that it was summer. He was so handsome…Ugh.. you just wanted to reach out and wrap your arms around him.

Minho sat next to you, a few inches of space between you. You could tell Minho was extremely nervous. He kept bouncing his leg and sliding his hands together, leaning forward on his knees then leaning back.

You decided to just go for it. To confess all of your feelings. You and Minho had spoken very openly with one another on what you both felt and what you wanted. So what you were about to say to Jisung was not going to surprise Minho.

“Jisung, we are extremely sorry for what we did to you. That’s what I want to start off with. There is no excuse for how we both acted. And while we have been separated Minho and I have been able to reflect on what we did and how we are feeling. Our true feelings.” You glance over at Minho and his eyes were glued to Jisungs face.

Jisungs eyes were bouncing back and forth between you two. He looked curious and open to listen. when he didn’t respond you went on. “I love you. And yes of course as my best friend but, I love you. I want you.. I know it’s probably way too late now. I just.. I just needed to say this.” Jisungs brown eyes bore into yours. His brows went up a little when he heard your confession.

“And I love you too..” Minhos quiet voice filled the space between you three. Jisungs eyes shifted over to Minho. “I.. I realized I acted the way that I did because I wanted you both.. I wanted Y/n. I wanted you.. you only wanted Y/n. So me being the complete fool that I am I thought I could have you both. I was scared if you two became a couple I would be left out.”

Hearing this Jisung leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “Wait.. you wanted me and y/n? What?” You could see Jisung trying to process Minhos words. The man sitting next to you looked at you.. “can you please explain.. I’m horrible with this kind of thing.”

You licked your lips and stood up, walked over to Jisung and knelt down beside him, placing your hands on his right thigh. You looked up at him making sure he held your gaze. “What Minho is trying to say is that he has romantic feelings for you and me. And.. and I have feelings for you both as well and we don’t want to have to choose. We don’t want you to have to choose. Couldn’t we all just be together?”

Jisungs face scrunched up in confusion and he looked over at Minho then back at you. “Wait” he stood up leaving you on the floor and he began to pace around the room. “You two hurt me. You come to apologize and then you confess your feelings?” Only then did Jisung stop in front of Minho looking down at him.

“Yes.. we felt like this would be our only chance.” Minho stood as well and took a step towards Jisung. You stood and slowly walked over to them. “And what do you want to come out of this?” He asked as he ran his fingers through his hair, trying to push it off of his forehead.

You and Minho exchanged glances then looked back at Jisung. “Our goal is to only make things right. To be here for you again and to have our best friend back. Whatever happens after that we can think about when and if that time comes.” You said as you laid your hand on his shoulder.

You knew Minho spoke his mind so you weren’t surprised when he said, “but I know Y/n and I would love to be more than friends with you.. one day.” You watched as Minho took Jisungs hands in his. Jisungs eyes held Minhos gaze for a while before he took a few steps back, pulling his hands out of Minhos grasp and shaking your hand off of his shoulder. “I-I just don’t know..”

That’s when Minho broke. His shoulders began to shake as the tears that had been silently welling up in his pretty eyes spilled over. “Ji, please.. I miss you and I just want to be in your life again.. you in mine.” His words were broken with soft sobs. Minho made no move to touch Jisung but you could tell he wanted to.

You noticed Jisung take a tiny step towards Minho, like on instinct he was going to comfort him but, he stopped himself.

“I need time to think.. my head is fucking spinning.” He rubbed at the back of his neck and shook his head a little. “I can’t.. think right now. Can you both leave? Please?” Jisung spoke without looking at you or Minho.

“Yes we will go but, Ji just know that we love you and all we truly want right now is your forgiveness.” You gave him a little smile hoping to reassure him of the truth behind your words. Minho said nothing more and took your hand in his but he kept his red rimmed eyes on Jisung a moment longer before you both left together.

Jisung couldn’t sleep. His mind was constantly thinking about the things you both had said. He knew he was going to forgive you both. Maybe not letting you and Minho back into his life so quickly but, he was ready to be happy again. He also missed you both so much.

But this…

He had always felt deep love for you. It was always more than the love friends had for one another. He never questioned that but, Minho?

Jisung sat up in his bed, the sheets falling away from his bare chest. He rubbed his hands over his tired face, wanting his mind to shut off for now. He desperately wanted to sleep.

“Fuck..” he laid back down closing his eyes willing himself to sleep. His mind instantly went to you. Your pretty face, soft, loving eyes. His mind drifted more, beginning to imagine you holding his hands. You kissing his lips softly. His hands in your hair, on your hips, your thighs.

Then Minho was there. His pale smooth skin stretched over hard muscle. His sharp eyes filled with adoration. Jisungs hands slid over Minhos skin and his arm wrapped around Minhos body, pulling him close. Then you, kissing down Jisung’s jaw, down his neck. Sucking and nipping at the skin there, as Minho leaned in and kissed Jisungs lips deeply.

Just then Jisung sat up abruptly, out of breath and extremely confused. The vision of you and Minho together with him still playing vividly in his mind.

Three weeks had gone by, you and Minho didn’t think you would ever hear from Jisung again. You were leaned up against the counter in the Minho’s kitchen as he flipped pancakes on his stove. He was making you breakfast as he had done for months now, every Sunday morning.

Even though you two kept your relationship strictly friendly you still stayed over on Saturday nights. You two cuddled and talked but, that’s as far as it ever went. That’s as far as it ever would go unless Jisung was there as well.

“Do you think he will ever want us?” Minho asked as he put the pancakes on a plate for each of you and turned off his stove top. His eyes searched yours hoping for a definitive answer. You obviously couldn’t give him that. You walked over to him and slid your hands through his messy bed head, trying to smooth out his hair.“I-“ you started but your phone began to ring in your purse that was left on Minhos couch the night before.

You walked over and picked it up on the third ring. “Hello?” Minho listened as he quietly set the table for you both. “Mhm, we are actually together now. Can you come over to Minho’s place? We’re about to eat breakfast.” Minho walked closer to you, hoping it was who he thought it was. “Yes, okay. See you soon.”

You hung up and turned towards Minho, a soft smile playing at the corners of your mouth. “Ji is coming, can you fix one more pancake?”

By the time Jisung arrived at Minho’s apartment you two had set up the table nicely. With pancakes and some orange juice, also syrup and fruit. When Minho let him in you couldn’t help the big grin that smoothed out across your lips.

Jisung smiled back, “So um, I have stuff to say.” He started but Minho interrupted him, “Here, let’s sit and talk as we eat. I got your favorite fruit here for you.” Jisung nodded and sat down, you and Minho following.

“So I have been thinking.. a lot.. A LOT… about what you two said to me. I honestly thought you two had lost your minds at first.” You began to speak and Jisung held up his hand. “Let me finish.” He picked up a piece of fruit and popped it into his mouth. “But I couldn’t get it out of my head. Y/n it’s no secret I wanted you since I laid eyes on you.”

He turned to Minho, “I have to admit I never saw you as anything but my best friend. But ever since you two confessed it’s like.. it’s like my brain can’t let it go. I keep thinking of how things could have happened between us. My heart pounds a bit when I think of y/n and you, Minho. It’s that same fucking feeling I use to get when I thought of only Y/n.”

Jisung ate a few more pieces of fruit. “And don’t get me started on the filthy thoughts..” he cut himself off when his eyes met Minhos and he turned three shades of red. His round cheeks heating up before he looked down.

You and Minho just sat there, listening. Shocked at what he was saying but staying quiet, it was like you both were afraid you may spook him. Scare him off.

Jisung finally looked up, his eyes moving between you and Minho equally. “What I’m trying to say is.. I think I may have real feelings for you both.. romantic feelings. BUT,” he licked his pink lips, “that doesn’t mean I am ready to have a relationship with the two of you. I’ll need time for that but, I am ready for us to build back our friendships.”

Jisung reached out slowly and took Minhos hand first then yours. He squeezed gently, “I fucking missed you two..”

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[luvrhyune]

hi!! can i ask for ot8 hcs dating idol!reader if you are comfortable with it, if not feel free to ignore this, have a nice day<33

-; ✧˖*°࿐ IDOL PARTNER HCS . HYUNG LINE .

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ SUMMARY ; you as an idol with your skz bf hcs !!

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ PAIRING ; hyung line x gn! reader

— warnings ; established relationships, LONG ASS HEAD CANONS, mentions of eating, minho’s & changbin’s hcs implies that ur in a gg.

— notes ; this is SO BAD because i literally know nothing abt idol life,, sorry if you hate this nonnie </3

— notes ; i’m sorry that these are so long😭

— notes ; i only did this as eldest three (3) simply because of how LONG they are, and the more i write for it the more i’m losing inspiration for it!

masterlist.

— CHAN !!

chan most definitely knew your leader and thats how you two met.

you and your group were getting yourself ready for a comeback stage and chan came to congratulate you guys on your comeback.

the both of you hit it off instantly, and exchanged numbers.

because of how close you and chan had gotten there we’re definitely a few dating rumours, that set both stay and your fandom off.

he most definitely plays your groups songs on his v-lives and he is ALWAYS singing your parts like he knows them off by heart

if you ever do a solo album you go to chan (3racha) to help you out because you trust his judgment.

when you and chan eventually start dating, it’s hard for him to not mention it at all.

this man is almost blurting out the fact he has a partner to his live.

“stay, i have someone, i haven’t seen them in a while because we’ve both been busy. but i love them so much, and i hope you understand… stay, i’m in a relationship with.. the sea!” and he starts laughing but it’s nervous laughter.

you and chan spend a lot of time in his studio, you’ve 100% picked up a few of his music production tips.

late nights in the studio with chan most definitely.

i can see you & him making a few covers of songs, like ‘i’m yours’, ‘iris’ and a few others, the both of you just jamming out, harmonising effortlessly just enjoying each other’s presence.

i think since the both of you know what it’s like to over work yourselves , you both make it your mission to make sure the other is taking the right amount of breaks, eating and sleeping properly.

he LOVES watching you onstage in your element. he’s just so proud of you, especially if you were nervous before hand.

theres just clips of him watching your groups performance, bopping his head with the biggest love sick smile on his face.

— MINHO !!

you met minho when you were filling in as an mc for your group member since she had something important to attend to.

he stormed into the dressing room to have some of his daily banter with your group member, only to find you in her place.

so theres just you sat there in the chair looking over your shoulder at him, startled. and him in the doorway blinking with a confused look on his face before he immediately apologises.

the both of you thought it was going to be awkward for the rest of the day, but you actually found it wasn’t. you and minho talking easily and making jokes.

he’s almost upset that you won’t be there to mc the next episode with him.

he next meets you when you’re both mcing for a different show and there’s constantly laughing and banter between the two of you thats theres dating rumours and shipping going on between the two of you.

we all know minho is a gg choreo lover, so there is no doubt there are fancams of him dancing to the choreography of your title song.

during your premonitions on instagram, tiktok, etc minho is always your partner for it and vice versa.

once your minho’s official partner, he’s always subtly telling stay’s he has a partner.

nobody ever gets the hint, because it’s minho, and the both of you find it hilarious.

minho will always go over your dances with you if you’re feeling like you can do better. he’ll watch over what you’re doing and direct your moves to help out.

when watching you preform on stage he’s literally copying every move in tiny.

— CHANGBIN !!

wow, surprisingly you guys met in the gym.

changbin goes to the gym daily so it’s not really a surprise that he was there.

but you were there because you needed to work on your upper body strength for a special stage you were doing (as well as your mv)

quick note from me,, i’m using solar from mamamoo as a reference for this hc (her pole dancing)

your first time there, you were only going there to scope out the gym.

and changbin noticed how timid you were so he came up to you with a soft smile and asked if you wanted any help.

you just stared at him in amazement because he was so ??? nice??? and even if you found him a little intimidating, you still felt safe.

you explained to him that you were just checking out the gym and he showed you around telling you what all the different equipment was for (if you didn’t already know).

when it’s time for you to leave, he gives you his number and tells you to contact him if you ever need any help.

that’s how the two of you end up as work out buddies (ft 3racha & sometimes minho).

though sometimes when he vlogs his workouts, you can’t workout with him that day because you don’t want any dating rumours because last time you had some you had a lot of bad backlash.

the two of you exchanged contact info because you had told him you’d be going to the gym less as your schedule was getting busier.

the two of you start going on frequent dates, you go to the gym together (when you can) and then go for food afterwards and he’ll drive around while you both talk about whats going on in your schedules/practices/comebacks/promotions, etc.

AND THEN YOU DO THE SPECIAL STAGE AND BACK STAGE CHANGBINNIE ASKS YOU OUR RIGHT THEN AND THERE

so as your bf, changbin is so smiley and giggly, and i guess while thats normal for him stay’s can’t help but question why he’s more smiley and giggly than usual.

“it’s all because of stay” is what he says, but then he’ll look away from the camera with his classic little grin and nose twitch.

he’s also a gg choreo lover, so 100% is he dancing to half of your groups songs

i can 100% confirm that he would write songs about you. whether or not they get published is a different story, but changbin will write so many songs about you.

the songs will vary from your smile to how much he loves you it hurts.

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[pettypuppy-jonghyun]

Night Rides | Skz Reactions

Summary: it's late at night and you and a Skz member go for a ride/OT8 members/gn!reader/ reader can drive (Lee know, Jisung)

Warnings: too fluffy

Notes: my favorite is Jisung's it's so cute🤧 I'm sorry Changbin's and Seungmin's are so short :/

@alyszaen sorry that you drive in this 🤪

CHAN

You both were up late anyhow. He had been playing back the same song on repeat, not quite liking how it sounded. He insisted that being in the living room, as opposed to his studio in your shared apartment, would get his "creative juices" flowing again. However, he still had a major block.

It wasn't often that you attempted to pry him away from his work, knowing he would politely decline in hopes to finish. Tonight, though, he was driving you insane. He wanted to spend quality time together, which in his mind it meant you sitting on the couch opposite of him and listening to the same tune over and over. You finally got tired of pulling your hair out and stood up to grab his keys.

"Come on," you call for him, barely looking over your shoulder before closing the apartment door.

Surprisingly he followed behind you quickly, appearing in the building hallway in just his socks as he rushed after you, shoes in hand. He called after you to slow down so you could at least hold hands in the elevator. After all, he wanted that quality time.

When you entered the elevator, he slung his arm over your shoulders and pulled you close. "Getting sick of me already?" He teased knowingly.

You didn't admit it, because he definitely was slowly making you insane, so you just smiled and shrugged. Instead, you allowed him to believe whatever he wanted. Because now you were able to have peace and quiet in the car ride.

"Where would you like to go?" Chan questions, walking to the passenger side to hold the door open for you.

"Not many places to go at 1am."

"Playground it is!"

You made sure he didn't turn on the radio so you could enjoy the moment more by filling the air with conversation. You both were far too awake for you to sleep anyway, so might as well take in every second while you still could. Before he drags you back to the living room.

He tells you at the end of the car ride that you inspired him again, like always, and he knew exactly what that song was missing.

LEE KNOW

Hope you're willing to drive. He may have been the one to suggest the car ride, a way to get his mind off of things, but he doesnt want to drive.

Actually, Lino is the type to subtly mention it so that you suggest the idea. He can use that against you, saying it was your idea so you have to be the one to drive. He wouldn't be a normal passenger princess per say, but he definitely would demand the benefits.

Minho would kiss up to you first. Come behind you and rub your shoulders, leaving small pecks along the crevice of your neck. He would be more sweet and cuddly than normal. Obviously, you were no fool. You weren't new to these habits of his. But you let him continue, enjoying the affection while you still could.

It wasn't real late when you finally asked if he wanted to go for a car ride. It was too late to go anywhere like a coffee shop, as he initially suggested. But Lee Know always gets his way, regardless of how impossible it may seem.

It turns out there was one coffee shop nearby your place that still was open for at least another hour. He already had your keys and other belongings in hand before you even noticed. Just as he was about to leave, he stops mid way and reached to grab your debit card.

"Don't need this," he claims, tossing it only to couch before taking your hand.

You try not to smirk at the way he casually tossed your money, as if reminding you than he does take care of you too. Although he'd practically have to be tortured to get him verbally admit it. Or you used his cats against him with catnip.

Despite you being the driver, he reaches over and put his hand on your lap. He only removed it when you needed to shift gears and his arm was in the way. Then he immediately places it back, giving your thigh a squeeze. Might even trace patterns on your bare skin if it's showing.

His nicknames are typically the same whenever, but when the night rolls around he feels more passionate than ever. On the short ride to the coffee place, he looks to you with soft eyes filled with love. Minho starts to remember all the specific times you made his heart burst with love for you. If the time calls for it, he might whisper "my love" to you, because that's exactly what you are.

If you tease him for it, he will never ever say it again so please don't ruin it. You can tease him for pretty much anything else in the world, because he's a confident man, but not that. Not when he's being truthful about his feelings.

He might also slip a mumble of you being more important than his cats, but if you don't catch it he won't repeat it. If you do happen to hear it and comment, he'll take it back immediately and rush into the coffee shop, leaving you behind.

Lino will tease you once it comes time to pay for your coffee. If you aren't shy in public, he'll make a comment about you intentionally leaving your card so that he's forced to pay. This would only make you roll your eyes and tell him to "suck it up". If you are shy, he'll make the remark to you quietly at your table so all you can do is glare.

CHANGBIN

Please, this man is a hardcore simp. If you're up, he's up. Don't let his complaints fool you. He'd rather be woken up by you begging for a ride out, giving him puppy eyes, than finding out you went without him.

He might intially give you a hard time about it anyway. Especially if you do end up waking him to go out. He'll be pouty as he changes into some sweatpants but leaves on the pajamma shirt, mumbling about you stealing all of his hoodies so he has nothing to wear.

Don't expect hin to be pouty for long. Once you whisk him out of the house and into the car, he's already wide awake. Changbin would want to hold your hand the entire drive, scolding you if you take it away.

The nights sky makes you breathe deeply, feeling refreshed. "Isn't it beautiful, Binnie?"

He's a cheesy man. He looks to you while agreeing.

You smack his shoulder with a laugh. "What kdrama have you been watching lately that had that moment?"

He shrugs, laughing lightly. "I'm just that cool."

If you want to go to a specific place and he's hesitant, just feel up his arms. And make it dramatic. Squeeze the biceps, fawn over the muscles, compliment the strength. If you go as far as you mention the veins in his arms, he'll do anything for you. That's exactly why you both end up out extremely late in the night.

HYUNJIN

He was the one with the idea. He loves late night activities with you because he feels like it's aesthetically pleasing. In the past, he's made paintings of the skies you've seen together. You have them framed and hanging on your walls because each one has the most romantic stories behind them.

Tonight he dragged you off the couch to go for a card ride. He didn't explain where you were heading, and he didn't answer any questions that you asked. He just had this determined look on his face that you eventually had to accept.

You pulled up to an empty parking lot of a abandoned plaza. There was few lights scattered around but he ensured he parked under one directly. He then rushes to your side to open your door, taking your hand to help you out.

"Why are we here?" You questioned, looking around you to see nothing but pitch black roads and dark skies.

Hyunjin takes his phone out of the car, playing with it a little before removing a small purple box as well. You recognized the box as a miniature speaker you bought him for his most recent birthday. You smiled as he plays a slow melody and moves to reach for your hand.

"May I have this dance?" He questions with a small smirk, right hand already finding its way to your waist, whereas his left hand interlocked with yours. He then begins to step forward, guiding you to take a matching step back before creating a pattern. Hyunjin steps a few times to the side before stretching his arm out, extending you far out from him before spinning you back into his embrace.

Your back now was against his chest, your arms crossed over you as he held you from behind. You turned your head slightly to the side, unable to meet his eyes as he dips down and presses the side of his face to yours. A hum falls from your lips as you let the beautiful music consume you moves and take control of your thoughts. All that you could think of now was Hyunjin and him alone.

"I made this song for you," he mumbles after entangling you from his arms and back to the original position. "For our next adventure."

The enchanting tune made images of your previous nights out flow through your mind. The wonderful pictures he painted was a great reminder of what those times looked like. As you close your eyes to envision it, Hyunjin keeps the pace. The overwhelming feeling of blissful moments with your lover made you sigh heavily.

"Tell me you love me," you command him, opening your eyes to meet his. You needed to hear his voice say it to you again. "I love it when you do."

He smiles beautifully, dipping his head down to connect your lips together. "I love you with my entire heart."

You took a deep breath in and reciprocated the smile. "I love you with my entire heart."

(sorry the main focus was more on where Jinnie took you for car rides)

JISUNG

Jisung locks his keys out of his car. He did it while running to a gas station near your apartment to grab midnight snacks for you two. He lost the spare key months ago, so using that to open the car was no an option. And getting someone to come open it was also out of the question, seeing how late it was. You had no choice but to go pick him up after he sadly calls you on the cellphone.

When you arrived at the gas station, he was standing inside of it, staring out the window for you. He spotted you immediately, a bright smile stretching across his face as he waves dramatically. You watch as he looks towards the opposite direction as if he was speaking to someone before running to your car with hands full of snacks.

"That was Jack! He's working the night shift today. He started two months ago."

You nod, furrowing your eyebrows. "That's...nice?" You watch as he dumps the multiple bags and drinks on the floor of the vehicle. "Babe, did you make friends with the cashier?'

"Yeah!" He laughs. "We started talking because he apologized for not having grocery bags. Then he asked for my signature."

You smile at his excitement. "Oh, does he know Stray Kids?"

He shook his head, still smiling. "Nope! He said I look like a kpop idol, I told him I am so he was like "sign my napkin" so I signed it."

Your eyebrows raised high. "He has literally no idea who you are and you signed his napkin?"

Jisung pops open a bag of chips and happily munches. "He was so nice."

You snorted, shaking your head at your boyfriend as you tried not to laugh. Despite how silly the situation seemed, he was very excited about it so you kept your giggling to your self, biting your lips and looking away to keep it together.

"Chip," he says, lifting it to your mouth. You open it on command, letting him drop it in. He then lifts a juice box up, pointing the straw to your lips. "Juice."

He kept this routine, swapping to some gummy bears occasionally when he felt in the mood for them. After a moment of stuffing his cheeks full, he finally reaches for his phone to play some music. He asks for recommendations but ends up not taking them.

As the song starts to play, you turn your head to see a smirk on his lips. "Narara syung super board," he mouths along.

"Oh, wow. Never heard this song before," you say sarcastically as he giggles, jumping in his seat. You sit up, preparing for the dance Jisung taught you to do when you were driving.

Now it probably wasn't the safest thing to do, taking a hand off the wheel occasionally to mimic the dance. But the roads were dead and the feeling of excitement radiating off of Han was too hard to ignore. When you both yelled "nyaun" at the top of your lungs, you drag your hand mid air from left to right, imitating a car speeding past your sights.

Han let you attempt to rap alongside of him for most of it, but he wanted his parts to be solo. Of course, he was the star of the show anyhow. After the song ended, he actually let you choose a new one. Your apartment was too close to the gas station to play more, so you took a few extra turns around the block to keep the fun going just a little longer.

FELIX

It was rare that your work schedule allowed you to stay up late like you currently were. Felix would come home at odd times, so it wasn't consistent enough for you to wait for him to sleep together. You had the day off tomorrow, though, so you figured staying up a little bit wasn't going to hurt.

Unfortunately, you lost track of time when the two of you started a movie marathon late into the night. Neither one of you seemed to be tired, both obnoxiously laughing at the television. It may have been because all your apartment lights had been on the entire time, making it hard to tell the time correctly. Whatever it was, it made you antsy after the third movie ended, still being wide awake.

"I can't sit still enough for another," you tell your boyfriend as he scrolls through to find another film to play. "I'm too hyper."

He shoots his gaze over to yours dramatically. "Well, pray tell, what my dearest wishes to do?"

You roll your eyes with a shrug. "Something.  Anything but being in here. It's getting stuffy."

Felix taps a finger to his chin in thought. When he suggested a car ride, you jumped up from your spot on the couch, grabbing his hand to drag him too. He laughed at your excitement and attempted to keep up as you raced out the door. A destination was not even discussed.

He allowed you to be the dj of the car, hesitantly handing you the aux cord with a thin smile. He could tell by the grin on your lips that you probably shouldn't be trusted with such a thing. Felix couldn't resist you, though, and knew that keeping you from your happiness was the last thing he ever wanted.

The windows were rolled down as the night was a comfortable temperature. You stuck your head out, resting it atop of the door to glance outside. The city lights were still so beautiful, even when it was so late. The music was humming in the background softly as the two of you sang much louder than it played.

There was giggles in between the singing, forcing your voices to strain much more than they could. Even Felix's deep voice was cracking, which made you erupt in laughter. You both were almost in tears because of it. When a moment passed after you settled down, you looked at each other again and laughed once more.

"When did you start hitting puberty again?"

Felix scoffs. "Give me some credit, babe! I'm an artist and such talent is hard to keep consistent like this. Plus, Elsa hits some high notes."

You slap your hand across your mouth to cover up the eruption of giggles that came out. You had no control over them, though, and they spilled through your fingers and into the quiet car. Felix couldn't help but giggle too, wiping at his eyes.

"Stop! I'm driving. Cut it out."

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry!" you shout. "Please forgive me," you plead sarcastically, awaiting for his next response.

Felix stops at the red light, throwing the car into park before turning to face you. "You have to act cute for the next five minutes or I won't forgive you."

Your mouth dropped open in shock. "Five minutes?!"

He glances at the light out of the corner of his eyes and smirks. "Five minutes," he confirms.

You look down at your hands in panic, trying to remember ever cute thing your boyfriend had ever done for you. But your mind drew a blank and you could only the hand movement you saw on television once. Hesitantly, you created fists with your hands and brought them up to your cheeks, rocking them back and forth.

"Puing puing?" You say, with zero confidence.

Felix thins his lips to keep himself from laughing at your actions. "Nice try, baby love, but that was the worst aegyo I've ever seen."

You huff. "The lights green. Go."

Seungmin

My darling , Seungmin. Can we please go for a late night car ride like this couple here?" You point to your phone as you show him a Pinterest wallpaper.

Seungmin glances away from the video he was watching, moving his focus over to you. "Now?" He questions, his lips curling up in distaste.

You smiled and nod firmly. "Yes, like, right now."

He looks down to his attire, being in his utmost comfortable clothing and already ready for bed. He hated when you took him out of his nightly routine, but he always caved when you asked him to do something. He genuinely enjoyed spending quality time with you, but he'd give you a hard time throughout it all.

"Now?" He asks again, this time frowning.

You huff. "C'mon babe! Let's go for a ride."

He narrowed his eyes at you, still very hesitant, before sighing heavily and listening to your request. He ignored your squeals of happiness and slowly stood up to grab the car keys off the Totoro hanger by the door. He then opens the closet door and grabs his favorite hoodie before leading you both out of the apartment.

"Calm down," he calls out to you, whom was half way down the hallway already. He took his time in following you, lazy steps all the way outside.

The chilly wind caused him to shiver, rubbing at his long sleeved shirt. He scowled at your figure skipping to your car, hand already on the passenger door and ready for him to unlock. As he came closer, he tossed the hoodie your way.

"Why didn't you change before we left?" Seungmin mumbles the question, glaring at your attire meant for bed and now the cold outside. He proceeds to buckle himself up when he sees your only answer was a shrug of your shoulders.

As he begins to pull out of the parking lot of your apartment complex, you begin to fiddle with the radio channels. Upon seeing you do this, he smacks your hand out of the way and points a finger at you.

"My car, my songs. I don't want to hear your music if I'm dragged along for this."

"Well, what do you want to hear?"

Seungmin took a deep breath and closed his eyes briefly at a stop light. "Classical."

You made a face, a mix of surprise and disgust, and waited for Seungmin to take it back. When he didn't change his mind, you hesitated on putting the songs on. He noticed this and snorts.

"Ours songs are on my phone. I specifically cut out everyone else's parts, so each song is only me."

You widened your eyes in shock and bite your lip to keep from laughing. "Are you serious?"

He nods confidently. "Very."

Jeongin

Jeongin seems to visit your place often after rehearsals. Although he hadn't officially moved in yet, majority of his belongings were in your home. He often told you it was because he could only tolerate the others so long before he needed peace and quiet. If he came after rehearsals, Jeongin would find you asleep and ready for nighttime cuddles. Perfect for relaxation.

However, when he came home, he was not expecting a fully awake and hyper you. He couldn't complain, though, because this version of his lover was kinda rare. He thought it was too adorable to miss. And lucky for him, he also was a little giddy this evening.

Next thing you knew, the two of you were jamming songs in the car. You took to the country roads in hopes not to disturb the people sleeping soundly in their homes. The idea of them all waking up to you and Jeongin playing one song on repeat was admittedly funny, though.

"Maknae on top! Ooh oh!" You both yelled, jumping in your seats as the bass to the song was boosted, encouraging the hype you felt.

You sang the lyrics to your Innie, waving your hands around his form to gesture to the 'maknae' in reference. He laughed at your actions and continued to bob his head enthusiastically. The third time the song came to an end, he rolled the volume nozzle down completely to catch your attention.

"What if we call Bang Chan to sing to him," he suddenly suggests, peering over to your direction to watch your expression to gauge interest.

You pondered on it for a moment. "I dunno, he might murder us."

Jeongin nods. "Maybe." He watched you sit in wonder still and reaches over to poke your cheek. "Come on, you know he's probably still awake. This will either encourage him to write good songs or make him go to sleep."

You finally agree, reaching for his cellphone as he hands it to you. You pull up Chan's contact before setting it snuggly into the holder attached to the car dashboard. Jeongin corrects his position so he could be seen better on camera as the called started to ring through.

All it took was a greeting from the leader and Jeongin started blaring the song again, singing happily into the phone. He occasionally glanced to you as you also want along, hearts absolutely filling his eyes as he watches.

After the song ends, Chan stares into the camera with a grimace. Jeongin proudly explains his reasoning behind disturbing Chan, whom was in fact not asleep, and in return gets a light scolding on why you and Jeongin should both be enjoying each other's company without involving someone else. He finally hung up after the lecture.

"That's going to make a perfect video for my memories," you say happily, removing the phone from the holster.

Jeongin peers over at you. "What did you do?"

"Only recorded the entire call." A devious smirk appeared as you send the recording to yourself and the other members of stray kids.

Your boyfriend reaches his hand to give you a high five.

[20cmstar]

new canvas ✐ᝰ.ᐟ

pairing: hyunjin x reader

genre: fluff, slightly suggestive (?), short fic

warnings: none ◡̈

word count: 517

Painting is sometimes described as a window into the artist's soul, a narrative of hues and emotion captured on canvas. Each picture conveys a narrative, be it one of comfort, recovery, love, passion, or grief. A picture can paint a thousand words. Through their own images and emotions, artists communicate stories and heal themselves and others. Thus, their artworks serve as societal medicine, offering fresh viewpoints and a glimmer of hope.

In a world full of artists, you thought Hwang Hyunjin was the finest of them all. You were always in awe of Hwang Hyunjin, a man so passionate and creative that he exceeded all other artists in your opinion. His ideas were limitless. His seemingly inextinguishable devotion resulted in each and every one of his magnificent pieces. It was almost as if he was navigating an endless universe composed of various motifs and muses in his mind. And he let you into that boundless cosmos. He opened a door for you into his creative and expressive world, which was full of breathtaking form and structure and a perfect balance of cool and warm tones. Many times, you considered yourself fortunate to be a part of that infinite cosmos.

The sensation of smooth bristles brushing across your skin woke you. The bristles covered your midback in a sweeping motion, creating a subtle, tingling sensation that, when combined with the damp paint on your skin, sent shivers down your spine. A gentle laugh came from behind, and soon after, a warm breath touched the back of your neck, causing you to shiver once again. "Don't worry. I'm almost finished." Hyunjin spoke, his voice sweet and appealing. It was like his voice was made of velvet. The warmth and familiarity he exuded filled even the most remote portion of you. "No, it's alright. I just fell asleep." You reassured, and a warm blush enveloped your cheeks. A wave of mild embarrassment washed over you. However, it was quickly eased by another of his endearing laughs.

A soft mouth made contact with the point where your neck and shoulder meet. His lips remained there, making your heart race with anticipation and adoration at the same time. There were times like this one when he could make you feel giddy, no matter how long you'd been dating or how many times he'd seen every aspect of you. Hyunjin gently hummed on the smooth surface of your skin, and you could feel the vibrations reverberate throughout your body and gently brush against your heart. His lips' velvety feel quickly extended from that point up your neck and stopped to caress the lobe of your ear. By now, your heart raced sporadically, and a bright scarlet tint coated your cheeks. "So, what motivated you to do this?" You ask, trying to soothe the irregular beating of your heart. Its irregular rhythm rang loudly in your ears. Hyunjin smiled softly against the lobe of your ear, then nibbled at the delicate flesh. "Nothing extravagant. I just wanted to work with a new canvas. My dear, who else could be a better fit than you?"

[onekeii]

jeongin x reader - "firsts are the worst"

pairings: skater!jeongin x fem!loner!reader

genre: romance, fluff, dash of angst, childhood friends to lovers, highschool!au

warnings: reader is socially anxious, making out, jisung + minho (with his girlfriend) make an appearance

word count: 6.4k

summary: jeongin and you have seen each other almost every day since you were kids. that is, until he made new friends - cooler friends. will the two of you reconcile, or will you spend the rest of the school year hiding out in the toilets?

a/n: the first of the high school sweet hearts series !! this is a wholesome one to start off with but i'm so excited to start working on the rest >:))

masterlist - series masterlist

reblog if you enjoy!

“Y/N! You’re going to be late!” 

You make a dash for your backpack in the corner of your room, ramming your shoulder into the doorframe on your way out. It doesn’t hurt, you’ve done it so many times. You take care not to fall down the stairs in your rush and opt to pull your shoes on today - thank god you left the laces tied up.

Your mother waves a lunchbox in your face, “You need to stop doing that, I can’t afford to keep buying you new shoes."

You’re already opening the front door when you snatch it from her, “Just take it out of my allowance.”

“Have a good first day!” she calls out to you, her voice growing quieter as you burst into a run.

“I’ve done it many times before,” you think to yourself, glad that you didn’t have time to say it to her out loud. She’d clip you round the ear for it.

Rounding the corner, you let out a sigh of relief when you see the bus just pulling up to the stop. And Jeongin is there too. 

You barrel into him, almost knocking him over in the process as you use him to break your sprint. You were never very good at slowing down, anyway. He’s gotten very good at catching you these past few years, always holding you at arms length by the shoulders. 

It’s different this time, though. You only saw him just last night, but today was your first day of your last year of high school. Maybe he had just forgotten over the summer, but this time his hands land firmly on either side of your waist. It feels weird… different, but it does the job. You pull away and try not to think about it.  

“Late on the first day?” he tuts at you, taking a step back to let you on the bus first as the doors open.

“Wow, such a gentleman,” you retort, making your way to your favourite seat at the back corner of the bus and waiting for him to sit down next to you before you continue, “At least I wasn’t waiting there for ten minutes like a loser.”

“It was only five today,” he huffs.

“Oh, an improvement from fifteen the other year. It’ll be zero next year,” you grin.

He squints at you, “There is no ‘next year’.”

“Right, so my mother keeps reminding me,” you roll your eyes, watchful of how he opens his mouth, hesitating for a moment to say something, “And you better not start harping on about applying to university, too.”

The rest of the ride is spent in silence. So is the walk into your all too familiar school. It’s not a good silence, but not a bad one either. When you’ve seen someone every day for the past seventeen years, you run out of things to talk about. But you liked the silence, it was comforting. Especially on your first day. 

Nothing has changed - the hallways are the same, the people who pass you, your locker code. Hell, you even have the joy of keeping your chemistry teacher from last year. Still, you couldn’t stop your heart from leaping out of your body with every step you took. Your voice cracked when speaking to the teachers, your hands shaky when you received your timetable. 

In three years of high school, the only friend you had was Jeongin, and you were lucky enough to be placed in the same classes the entire time. Your luck had to run out at some point, though, and you absolutely dreaded the waiting game you had to play on this day, every year, to find out if you were going to be a loner or not.

“Firsts are the worst,” you sighed, already holding your timetable out to him as you finally retreated from your teachers’ gaze. 

He grabbed the sheet of paper from you, holding it next to his as his eyes scanned them. Peering over his shoulder, you felt your heart drop into your stomach. Snatching the two timetables from him, you looked closer as if it would change what you just saw.

“We have no classes together!” you whined, pushing his timetable into his chest.

“Are you really gonna miss me that much?” he laughed, “I see you, like, every day after school anyway.”

“How does this school even have enough people taking media studies for there to be more than one class?” you look up at him with a frown.

“Calm down,” he awkwardly pats your back twice, “It’s not the end of the world.”

“It is!” you pinch your nose bridge between your fingers in a feeble attempt to calm yourself down, “I don’t have friends!”

“Well, maybe you can finally make some.”

“Says you,” you scoff, “you don’t have friends either.”

He purses his lips together, “Well, maybe this will be a learning experience for the both of us.”

So the two of you began your first ever school day apart. You made a point of picking the most isolated seat in every class - usually a table in the back corner. You knew you weren’t going to be able to make any friends, so you thought that keeping to yourself was the best option. You just about manage to make it to lunch without bursting into tears, although you were close several times, but the thought of seeing Jeongin again kept you going.

[You] usual place?

[Jeongin] actually i’m gonna hang out with minho today

[You] minho?? the kid who always wears that old leather jacket

[Jeongin] yes, minho

[You] i wonder how old it is, actually

[You] let me know if it smells

[Jeongin] no smell

[You] how did you even end up hanging out with him

[Jeongin] he sat next to me in maths

[Jeongin] did you not make any friends?

[You] what do you think?

[Jeongin] you’re free to join us

[You] thanks but no thanks

[You] i’ll see you after school

Refusing to wait even a second to read his reply, you dropped your phone into your backpack and slung it over your shoulder. Your media teacher kept talking as the bell rung, music to your ears, but you were quick to file out with the rest of your classmates. You felt free as you finally stepped out, merging into the background with every other student in the school that bustled into the corridor. 

You quickly put one foot in front of the other. Just like the rare few days where Jeongin had been too sick to come in, you would retreat to the comfort of a bathroom stall to enjoy your lunch. Alone.

The end of the day finally rolled around and you followed the path you had taken after school every day for the past three years. Only someone was missing next to you. His absense weighed down on your shoulders even more when he was nowhere to be found at the bus stop. He was always there before you, always making sure the bus waited for you and scolding you for showing up at the last possible minute. The only reason you were on time today was because you were so eager to see him.

Did he go home sick? Had he finally had enough of you? You quickly propped your backpack up on the brick wall next to you, cursing yourself for ditching your phone underneath all your folders and textbooks. When you finally retrieved it, you weren’t surprised that the only notifications you had were from Jeongin - the ones that you had refused to read earlier.

[Jeongin] oh i think i’ll hang out with him and his friends after

[Jeongin] it’s the first day so we won’t have any homework

[Jeongin] i told my mother, i’ll see you at dinner anyway

It was bound to happen eventually, you thought. He was the more sociable one, always ordering at cafes or speaking to retail employees for you. You sometimes didn’t understand why he always preferred sticking with you instead of making other friends, especially when he did it so easily just today.

The bus journey home was silent, again. But it wasn’t the good silence. You made a mental note to bring earphones tomorrow, in case this happens again. Your mother greets you at the door with a slightly lopsided smile.

“You’re not going round Jeongin’s today?”

“Later. For dinner,” you slip out of your trainers using only your feet, not even sparing your mother a look as you make your way to the kitchen.

“Are you not going to tell me how your first day was?” she prompts, following you around like a lost puppy.

She only pries because she loves you, you know this, but after the day you’ve had, you don’t feel up to talking with her. You want to snap, but it would only result in an argument. You settle for something blunt, but not directed at her, “It was the worst.”

She sighs, “You say that every year.”

“Yeah?” you finally look up at her, away from the selection of snacks lined up in the cupboard, “Well, it was actually the worst. Jeongin and I aren’t in any of the same classes.”

“Oh, are you afraid, sweetheart?” she saunters over to you in an attempt to pull you in for a hug, but she’s done it too many times for you to not successfully sidestep away.

“Afraid? Me?” you scoff, “About what?”

“Well, you’re not going to be spending as much time with him this year… are you worried he’s going to forget about you?”

Not having picked a snack yet, you slam the cupboard door shut, “You forgot to buy poptarts.” 

She tried calling out for you, but by the time you had withdrawn to your room and made a point of closing the door with a bang, she gave up. She knew by now not to bother you when you were like this, knowing how you were aware of how childish you were being. At least she gave you that space.

Jeongin’s parents usually made dinner at 6:30pm. It was currently only 3:43pm. You didn’t have any homework to do, meaning the next three hours were about to pass very slowly. Usually, you and Jeongin would help each other out with homework, getting it done much quicker than most, before killing time together. Without him there to make a pillow fort with, to go on a walk with, to watch bad movies with… you finally realised just how lonely you were for the first time. If only you were good at making friends.

You fall backwards onto your bed, staring at the misshaped glow-in-the-dark stars plastered all over your ceiling. You had painted those with Jeongin when you were seven, your father letting the two of you take turns in sitting on his shoulders. Today was the first time in a while you had actually acknowledged they were there, their presence so normal to you that you had taken them for granted.

Jeongin didn’t show up to dinner that night, his mother welcoming you with a sigh, “He texted a couple minutes ago saying he was getting food with some other friends instead - he didn’t tell you?”

You shook your head. You would’ve known if he had messaged you. It’s not like anyone else does, anyway. 

“Honestly, he could’ve let me know earlier. Or he could have at least told you,” she continued to berate her son despite the fact that he wasn’t there to listen, “he’s never done something like this before, it’s beyond me.”

The two of you pinkie promised not to talk about it any more, agreeing that it would upset your stomachs too much to enjoy dinner. You ate with her, strangely happy to discuss how ridiculous the price of eggs were these days. You made sure to eat all the eggs on your plate after that. 

You would’ve preferred silence, but only the type of silence that could be achieved with Jeongin. Silence on your own was too much - you could hear all of your thoughts. But talking with his mother, helping her clean up, randomly deciding to bake cookies with her after, all of those things would have to suffice for now.

“They just need to cool down now… It’s getting late. Why don’t you go home and pop ‘round tomorrow to pick them up, okay?” she gestured to the tray of cookies on the stove top, the room still warm from all the heat escaping the oven she had opened seconds prior.

“Okay, I’ll be off then,” you announce, not even bothering to slip your trainers on properly as your house was only just around the corner.

[You] where were you today?

[You] your mother wasn’t very impressed lol

When you checked your phone the next morning, you were already at the bus stop. After his flakey behaviour the day before, you realised you might not be able to rely on him to keep the bus waiting for you. 

[You] helloooo?

[You] yang

[You] jeong

[You] in

[You] are u sick or something?

As the bus rolled to a stop in front of you, you thought about yesterday morning. Or, rather, all the details you thought you could ignore. It wasn’t just that his hands landed on your waist; you saw how he looked at you differently, his pupils dilating even though he feigned annoyance, his ears growing red at his brazen action, the way his hands hovered close to yours on the bus journey. Maybe he was ignoring you to play hard-to-get.

You struggled to comprehend it. Why was he suddenly acting like that towards you? Sure, everyone thought you were a couple, and the two of you often made jokes about it, but it was never something that you thought was on the cards, not with your childhood best friend.

If his goal was to play hard-to-get, he was certainly doing very badly. Or, very well. You hadn’t heard from him in weeks. Summer turned into autumn turned into winter. He never showed up to the bus stop in the morning or after school, nor did he ever respond to your texts. He was definitely very hard to get a hold of. 

Meanwhile, you were resigned to waking up early in order to catch the bus, struggling through your classes and your homework alone, spending lunchtimes in a bathroom stall, and scrolling through your phone for hours on end until it was time for bed. You usually struggled to sleep, the sight of the painted stars above only serving as a reminder of what you were missing.

It was those same painted stars you woke up to in the early evening, completely disoriented as to when and where you were. You could have sworn going to sleep at night, but your phone clock read 6pm. It was still light outside, as well - it was still summer. Your throat and mouth were dry, one of your socks missing in your bed sheets and your eyes puffy from sleep.

Knock knock.

Your head snapped up towards the door, suddenly remembering where you were.

“Honey, you should leave soon if you want to eat dinner at Jeongin’s,” your mother called.

Right, of course you had just fallen asleep. Jeongin would never do something like that, even if he had found other friends. But it felt so real, it even felt like months had gone by in the few hours you had been unconcious. 

You remembered what your mother said to you about being afraid, shaking your head in disgust at the thought of her being correct. You had to pretend you were still mad at her for not buying poptarts, after all. 

Reluctantly standing up, you felt something roll off the bed with you, landing softly on the floor. It was your fox plushie - Yangie. You weren���t the type of person who collected stuffed toys, but this one was gifted to you by Jeongin for your birthday a couple years ago. He said he bought it because of how much you loved foxes, never questioning why you named it after him, or how you always kept it next to your pillow. 

“Tell Jeongin he can come over tomorrow, okay?” she reminded you as you slipped your shoes on, only semi-satisfied with how you readjusted your appearance after your nap, “I’ll be making his favourite.”

“Don’t worry,” you sighed, “at this point, he knows he’s allowed over, anyway,” you reminded her - this had been the routine for nearly the past two decades, after all.

“Oh, and don’t do what you did last time, okay? If you’re going to stay over, at least text me.”

You rolled your eyes at her. Whenever you went around Jeongin’s for dinner, you usually ended up sleeping over. His bed was bigger and comfier, and you had left some of your clothes and duplicate toiletries there. Sure, your house was only around the corner, but you would usually get too lazy, huddled up under his blankets watching a film. 

How you two had managed to ignore your feelings for each other for this long was beyond your parents. 

“That was one time,” you mumbled under your breath, quickly stepping out an shutting the door behind you before she could respond.

The front door to Jeongin’s house was already unlocked, his mother fully aware that you were coming over.

“Oh, Y/N, we were wondering where you were,” she hears you immediately, scurrying out of the kitchen with a steaming bowl in her hands, quickly placing it on the table, “we were starting to think you weren’t coming.”

You look over at Jeongin, his eyes trained on you as you walk around to your usual spot. You don’t miss the way his lips slowly curl up into a smile and how he pulls the chair out for you. He’s done it plenty of times before, but it feels different today. Like he’s trying a little harder.

“Sorry, I fell asleep,” you chuckled, “my mother had to wake me up.”

“Rough first day?” his mother chuckled, taking her own seat opposite you, “I thought you two might be tired, having to adjust to the school schedule again, so I made hangover soup.”

“We’re not even hungover,” Jeongin pointed out, reaching for the serving spoon anyway, “Y/N, pass me your bowl, I’ll serve you first.”

You noticed how his mother eyed up all of his movements, slowly nodding her head in approval.

“Don’t worry, whenever I experience my first hangover, I’ll come to you,” you joked, exchanging a knowing glance with Jeongin’s father. 

He never usually said or did much, and everyone usually forgot he was there, but he was cool. He was the one who bought the two of you alcohol as a reward for making it through the semester, and always gave you a lift home if you missed your bus - which happened a lot. And he never told your parents. 

“So, Innie, are you going to take Y/N with you tonight?” his mother asked once every one had started eating. 

You look up at her in confusion before turning to Jeongin for an explanation.

“Did you not see my texts?” Jeongin raised an eyebrow at you.

“No,” you said in between mouthfuls, “I was asleep, remember?”

He rolled his eyes, “Have a look.”

You quickly apologised to his parents for taking your phone out at the dining table, aware that they probably didn’t mind at your age anyway, before having a look.

[Jeongin] so we went roller skating

[Jeongin] remember how i mentioned i always wanted to try it

[Jeongin] they’re going to be at the skate park near our street after dinner. do you wanna come?

“Oh, yes, I remember,” you tried your best, and failed, to refrain from laughing, “You blew your monthly allowance on a pair of roller skates and gave up as soon as you fell on your face.”

“Hey!” he pouted, “I have a scar from that now, you know?”

“Of course I know,” you look over at him for a brief second, instantly pinpointing the small, white scar peeking out from under his fringe.

He looked over, your eyes meeting for a moment before you turned back to your food. You stared at him a lot - whenever you wanted to scare him or if you were just zoning out, but it felt weird to look at him for too long now. You were worried he would get the wrong idea… or maybe the right idea. 

“Anyway, do you wanna come?” he asked again.

“I know nothing about skating, Jeongin,” you pointed out, “I don’t even have roller skates.”

“Just trust me,” he pleaded, “Minho’s girlfriend said you could borrow her skates, she’s your size.”

“You’ve known them for a day and they already know who I am?” you voiced out loud, more for yourself than for him.

“Oh, of course he has,” Jeongin’s mother inserted herself into the conversation, probably growing tired of watching your juvenile back and forth, “He talks about you all the time, I’m not surprised.”

“Mom!” he groaned.

“What? It’s true,” she pointed out, “I think it’s only gotten worse today because you two aren’t in the same classes.” 

“Tell me about it,” you prodded at your food, “it was hell, today.”

“Yeah, I wanted to try spending break without you for a change, but it just felt wrong,” he admitted, but you could see how he was trying his best to ignore his ears turning red.

“Oh, how sweet~” you cooed. 

“Stop.” 

His father was kind enough to change the subject, asking about the people in your new classes before abruptly standing up, announcing he was going to start tidying up. Jeongin’s mother followed suit, collecting all of your empty dishes; his father always insisted on cleaning up to return the favour of his wife cooking, but she always tried to fight him over who should do it. It was a something you had seen many times, but it still had you in awe of them to this day.

“So,” Jeongin stood up, pushing his chair out with an unsavoury scraping noise, “are you coming?”

You shrug, trying to look like you weren’t putting too much thought into it, “Sure.”

The truth was that you were actually very nervous. You didn’t like hanging out with new people, hence why Jeongin was your only close friend, but you also didn’t wanna pass up on the opportunity to spend time with him. It felt a bit pathetic, since you see him every day, but if your dream taught you anything, it was that you couldn’t let him out of your sight.

Without saying another word, he hurried to the door and picked up his skates, which had now found their place among the rest of his shoes. They looked almost the same as when you had first seen them; they were white with teal blue accents, only now they had gained a few more scratches and scuffs.

Once you had left, you asked, “So, who’s actually going to be there?”

“Minho, his girlfriend, and his friend Jisung.” 

“I still can’t believe Minho has a girlfriend. He just doesn’t seem like the type,” you mention, “Wasn’t he, like, a player?”

“I guess so. I didn’t really think about it - he’s actually quite nice, especially to his girlfriend,” he explained.

You sucked in a breath through your teeth, “I’m fine with your parents, but I don’t know if I can sit through more people being lovey-dovey.”

“Don’t worry,” he chuckled, shoving his hands in his pockets and looking at his feet for a moment, thinking of what to say, “we can always ditch and spend time together, just the two of us. Like usual.”

“Honestly, after today, that’s all I want.”

“Was it actually that bad today?” he asked.

“Well, the classes were fine. We don’t usually talk during those anyway,” you started, “But I spent lunch in a toilet stall.”

“In a toilet stall?” he scrunched up his nose in disgust.

“What? I do it every time you’re not in.”

He shrugged it off, “Sounds like you, though. Continue.”

“I was a bit upset when I found out you weren’t getting the bus home after school, but that’s on me for not checking my phone,” you started recounting your day. It was the first time you had to do this in a while, since he was usually there with you, “And then I had that nap, but I had the worst dream ever.”

“You? Had a bad dream?” he questioned, “You only ever have weird dreams - what happened?”

You started chewing at your lower lip, wondering if you could get away with making up the dream, or if you should just finally tell him the truth. Luckily for you, you had just turned the corner at the end of the street and came face to face with none other than Lee Minho.

“Oh, hello there,” he smiled, not even remotely startled as he took a step back to get a better look at you, “Jeongin’s friend… sorry, what was your name again?”

“Y/N,” you introduce yourself with an awkward smile, unsure of what to say next.

“Y/N! Have you skated before?” he asked, leading the way to the park.

You shook your head, “When I was, like, seven.”

“This will be fun, then,” he grinned, “Jeongin started during lunch today and fell over instantly.”

“Hey, I’m better now!” he complained.

Minho patted him on the back with a laugh, “You improved a lot already, don’t worry.”

“Really?” you perked up at the common interest of teasing Jeongin, “I find that hard to believe.”

He rolled his eyes at you, “I’ll just show you.”

When the three of you arrived at the park, you noticed two kids sat on the edge of the skate pool - a boy and a girl you recognised from your year. They stood up and made their way to you, panic surging through your veins as you realised you would have to make conversation with them, too. You knew the boy was Han Jisung; he was in your maths class with Jeongin last year, making innuendos and silly faces whenever the teacher turned her back. You had only ever passed the girl in the corridors between classes, but you assumed she was Minho’s girlfriend.

“You’re late,” she commented.

Minho scratched the back of his head, “We’re here, though.”

“At the cost of my sanity,” she looked over at Jisung, “he keeps going on about that girl in his English class - he’s only known her for a day!”

Minho shook his head, “Come on, you don’t want to scare Y/N off now, this is her first time skating.”

“Oh, right,” Minho’s girlfriend held up her rollerskates, “You might need these.”

You sat down with Jeongin to put on the skates, struggling to do up the laces tight enough. Without saying a word, he knelt down in front of you and diligently tightened the laces before neatly doing them up in a double knot. He made sure both sides of the bow were an equal length before getting up, quickly finding his balance. It reminded you of when you were younger and still struggled to tie up your laces - he was always ready to tie them up neatly, playing with the loops as if they were rabbit ears.

Putting your hands flat on the ground either side of you, you attempted to push yourself up, panicking when your feet started sliding away from you and instantly sitting back down again.

“How the hell am I supposed to get up?” you sighed, staring at the rollerskates in defeat.

Jeongin looked over at the others behind him, occupied in deep conversation in the middle of the skate pool, before turning back to you and holding out his hand, “Hold on to me.”

Using both your hands, you gripped onto his arm and trusted him to pull you up. Your feet started sliding out from under you again, threatening to send you to the floor on your back, but Jeongin quickly grabbed your shoulder with his free hand, keeping you steady. With him holding onto you, you felt a lot safer - braver to stand up properly. 

Eventually managing to stand up straight with the help of clinging onto his shoulders, you smiled, “That was terrible.”

“Don’t worry, that was probably the worst part,” he laughed, looking at your hands still resting on his shoulders.

Blood instantly rushing to your cheeks at your close proximity, you quickly let your hands fall back to your sides. You realised your mistake only when you started to feel yourself lean forward, the skates slowly rolling backwards. You quickly clung onto his jacket for support while his hands landed either side of your waist, just like they did at the bus stop in the morning.

“How have you not fallen over yet?” you pouted, looking up at him and deciding against removing your hands.

“I actually fell over loads earlier today,” he admitted, carefully removing one hand from your side and rolling up his sleeve on his other arm to reveal a nasty graze spanning half of his forearm, “I did this after school today.”

Forgetting your own worries of falling over, you grabbed his arm to take a closer look, “Did you clean it? You could get an infection.”

He nodded, “Yeah, I did, don’t worry, Mom,” he laughed.

You sighed, pulling his sleeve back down to look at him, “If I get injured, I’m gonna kill you.”

“I know,” he pursed his lips together, “so I’m not gonna let that happen.”

He skated backwards a little, his hands slowly sliding up your sides and down your arms until he could hold both of your hands. He held on tightly, moving even further back so that he dragged you forward, doing all of the work for you.

“Do you think you can move on your own?” he asked.

You shook your head.

He lead you to the lampost nearby, gesturing at you to hold onto it. It was cold, and although it was arguably a much more steady object than Jeongin, you would have preferred to keep hanging onto him.

“You can start slowly, but you need to face your feet outwards and move like this,” he demonstrated by skating around the lampost, “And try not to lean forward, even if you feel like it will help.”

He came back to you, carefully taking one of your arms and linking it through his. You copied him, gradually moving faster as your confidence grew with Jeongin by your side. When he unliked your arms, you finally found it in you to stand on your own. 

He made his way back to the lampost, your heart sinking a little when you realised your only support was no longer within arm’s reach, “Do you think you can skate over on you own?”

“No, but you’re gonna make me, aren’t you?” you sighed.

“Yep,” he nodded, “Don’t worry, I’ve got you.”

Letting out a scoff, you started moving towards him, surprised at how easy you found it. Sure, it wasn’t much, but the fact that you were doing something you were certain you wouldn’t be able to was exhilirating. You manage to make it over to him in once piece before your face dropped.

“How do I stop?”

You found at your answer when you held out your arms for support, your hands landing firmly on Jeongin’s shoulders again and pushing him into the lampost. It wasn’t ideal, but you did eventually come to a stop.

Burying your face in his shoulder in embarassment, you mumbled a quiet “sorry” before looking back up at him. A small chuckle escaped his lips, his eyes creasing as a smile slowly spread across his face. You always admired how he looked when he smiled; after all these years, the fox remained your favourite animal, their faces reminding you of Jeongin when he was happy.

“See, you did it! We can work on teaching you how to stop another time,” he suggested. 

“Yes, I think that’s enough for today,” you bit your cheek as you looked away, in disbelief at how you were just gushing over your best friend’s smile.

His friends were disappointed to see the two of you leave so soon, making you promise to hang out with them another time. You decided to go back to his house, remembering to send a text to your mother about how you would be staying over. Jeongin quickly led you to his room, eager to avoid the barrage of questions his own mother probably had for him.

He instantly starfished on his bed while you shut the door behind you and carefully sat down next to him, flicking his forehead. He simply turned to you with a frown, used to your antics.

Suddenly, he sat up and faced you, “What was your bad dream?”

Unsure of how to respond, you could only stutter quietly, “What?”

“You were telling me about that dream you had during your nap - what happened?” 

“I don’t know,” you lied, “it was just a dream - I don’t really remember it.”

He looked at you for a moment, squinting in disbelief before shrugging, “You wanna watch a movie?”

You didn’t even respond, simply moving further up his bed and getting comfy under the covers. He took that as his answer, getting up to retrieve his laptop. 

You opened your eyes, struggling to adjust to the darkness that suddenly surrounded you. The only light you had was the laptop in front of you, the screen asking if you were still watching, and the faint glow of a streetlamp outside pouring in through the window. It was still open, the curtains undrawn and gently swaying in the late summer breeze. You tried to move, but two arms firmly wrapped around your body prevented you from doing so. Even in his sleep, Jeongin was strong enough to hold on to you. 

His face was hidden in your shoulder, chest rising and falling steadily against your side. He looked so peaceful, you almost felt bad for disrupting him - but you really needed the toilet. Methodically extracting his arms from you, you carefully slid out from under the covers, relieved that you hadn’t woken him up.

When you returned, he was sat up waiting for you, his hair sticking up in every direction and his eyelids droopy, threatening to close.

“I thought you had left,” he laughed through slurred speech, reaching out to you.

Despite him probably not being able to see, you rolled your eyes anyway, “Never.”

Slipping back under the covers, he pulled you close to him again. It wasn’t unusual for you two to cuddle whenever you slept over, but only today had you realised how clingy he had become. Usually, it wouldn’t matter if you had drifted apart during the night, but in the past few weeks it was more normal to find him still grasping onto you, as if he feared that you would disappear.

The comment he made when you returned only confirmed that was how he felt, and it made your heart sink. You were so worried about losing him that you didn’t realise how he so obviously felt the same.

“Jeongin,” you whispered, hoping he hadn’t already fallen asleep yet, “can I tell you something?”

He only hummed, too tired to respond, but it was enough for you to keep going, “I dreamt that you disappeared - you found new friends and never talked to me again.”

It took him a moment, but he eventually lifted his head up, supporting himself with his arm, “Why would I do that?”

“You wouldn’t - I know,” you sighed, “But I couldn’t help it.”

“Do you know why I wanted to start rollerskating?” he suddenly asked.

You rolled over to face him, your eyebrows knitted together in confusion, “Bit random, but no.”

“We’ve known each other for so long, I feel like there’s not really anything I can do these days to impress you,” he admitted.

“So you chose skating?” you pointed out.

“Well, it’s fun,” he shrugged, “but you also called that one skater hot in that movie.”

You couldn’t help but laugh before the realisation hit you, “You wanted me to call you hot?” you sat up fully.

He winced at the sudden movement, “Maybe.”

“Okay, my turn,” you inhaled deeply, preparing yourself for what you were about to say next, “Do you think it would be weird if we dated?”

There was a pause, the curtains rustling being the only sound in the room. He pulled himself up and faced you, the faint light from outside softly lighting up his features. He was now wide awake, chewing at his lip in anticipation as he contemplated how to respond.

No words were said - they weren’t needed. Jeongin slowly reached out to tuck some of your hair behind your ear, smoothing it out after your sleep, before he rested his hand on the back of your neck. It was strangely intimate for the two of you. You knew what he was about to do, but you welcomed it. He leaned forward a bit but stopped, unsure if he should continue, so you helped him by closing the gap.

Your lips finally touched. Only now did you realise you weren’t sure what to do, with this being the first kiss for the both of you, but you soon found yourself melting into his touch. In that moment, your lack of experience, your bad dream, nothing mattered. The only thing you could think about was how his lips moved against yours, his tongue meekly begging to feel more of you. With his hand at the back of your neck, he desperately pulled you in closer as if it was possible for the two of you to become one.

Reluctantly, you pulled away for air. He rested his forehead against yours, panting slightly as he tried to catch his breath, “Was that weird?”

You shook your head, a smile forcing its way onto your face. He smiled back, a sigh of relief escaping his lips - the same lips you were kissing just a moment ago. You wanted to feel him again. He slid his arm around your waist once more, pulling you back down onto the bed with him.

Your first day back at school wasn't the worst after all.

“Will you go on a date with me, then?”

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[maxidentscene]

anger management

⚘ genre. fluff, angst but not hella heavy idk i tried to make it pretty lighthearted

⚘ members. ot8

⚘ synopsis. post argument with bf!skz

chan checks on you even if you’re ignoring him

It had been a few days since the two of you went at it, you honestly couldn’t even remember what the argument was about. Everyone was just aware that the both of you were strictly not on talking terms, no questions asked

Truthfully, you missed him. Missed his dimples, missed his squeaky laugh, missed how his scent was so strong and comforting when you hugged him close. Fighting was so overrated but you couldn’t even find it in yourself to speak first

That’s why your heart leaped out of your throat the second you saw his name in your notifications. He had been the first to bite, swallowing his pride and asking if you needed any essentials while he was out shopping. You felt fragile, teary eyed as you typed the fastest you’ve ever typed in your entire life, letting him know that all you really needed was his presence

You stood in the doorway when he knocked, embracing each other and relaxing into each others arms. “We aren’t ever doing this again,” you sniffled against his shirt, that little giggle you’ve missed painting a smile onto your face. “Got it?”

“Yes!” He cried out with a laugh, jumping and flinching away from you as you pinched his side playfully. “I got it! Stop it!”

lee know takes you out as an apology

Here you were, laying face down on your bed, cheeks burning hot and shoved into your plushy pillows. Just minutes ago, you’d been scolding Minho quite angrily for a stupid reason, so worked up that you slammed the bedroom door in his face without second thought

Naturally, guilt had washed over your entire being almost immediately and you were currently planning out an apology in your head. Maybe a massage, maybe run him a relaxing bath and wash his hair for him, pay for the cat’s monthly supply of litter

Soft taps of knuckles against the door startled you. “Get dressed,” Minho’s voice chimed behind the wood, and you did as you were told, wiping your wet face and tugging a clean top over your head. It was the least you could do after your outburst

“Where are we going?” You asked gently as he took your hand in his, nose stuffed up and congested with all of the aggressive crying you did. He spared you a glance, sending a small smile your way before leading you to the uber he had called up

“Dinner,” he placed his hand on your head, soothingly patting you the same he would do to his cats. You melted in his touch, your mind and body both defeated. “I think I have a few things to fix between us.”

changbin can never stay mad at you

Teasing was an everyday thing with you and the boys, always constantly throwing friendly jabs at each other for being bad at a game or folding laundry a weird way. Today’s target was Changbin, and not knowing he was already in a bit of a sensitive mood, you had taken it too far on accident

He had left the room in a hurry, storming down the hallway and locking himself in his room as you sat on the couch, dumbfounded. “Look what you did,” Chan jokingly shook his head in disapproval before patting your back. “Luckily it would kill him to be mad at you. Go give him some love and say you’re sorry.”

Taking Chan’s advice, you hurried to Bin’s room and swallowed a lump in your throat as you knocked. “Answer me,” you whined from the other side, heart feeling a bit lighter as he opened the door with a small pout on his lips, the heated blush on his skin slowly calming down. “I’m sorry,” you coo and wrap your arms around his waist, resting your head on his chest. “I didn’t mean it.”

You could faintly hear Chan’s laugh in the living room and it made you giggle too because he was totally right, Changbin quite literally became putty in your hands and enveloped you in a strong hug. “You aren’t funny,” he sighs into your shoulder. “Literally so not funny.”

“Yes, yes,” you sighed before giving his ass a light smack. “I know.”

hyunjin gets extra clingy once all is well

Clingy is an understatement. Hyunjin has not let you go ever since you entered the dorm, and that was an hour ago. He’s got his head in your lap, snuggled against your stomach and humming at the feeling of your fingers in his hair. “You’re done being mad at me, right?”

You furrow your brows and tug at his light strands just a bit, earning a soft smack on your arm. “You were mad at me too, don’t act like I was the bad guy here.”

He giggled at your stern voice before completely wrapping his arms around your torso, cheek squished against your arm as he stared up at you. His eyes were hard to read sometimes, so deep in thought you weren’t sure what he was feeling. They flickered with an emotion that you couldn’t pick apart and you sighed, hoping he wasn’t about to cry

“I really am sorry,” he murmurs, twisting his head a bit to kiss the skin of your arm closest to him. “I hate fighting. Didn’t mean to make you upset.”

Your sweet boy. His heart was too big for his body, you could feel the slight tremble of his body against yours and you could only give him a smile. “I know, Hyune,” you flicked his forehead before leaning down to plant a kiss on it. “You never mean to make me upset, I know that. I’m sorry, too.”

han isolates until you offer some sweets

“Where is he?” you sigh sadly, arms aching as the plastic bags you carried were starting to weigh them down. Hyunjin jumped up to take them from your arms, setting them on the counter and shooting you a sorry look. He must’ve heard the yelling last night, it would’ve been hard to miss, honestly

“He’s holed up in his room,” Hyunjin pointed a finger towards his room before rummaging through the bags. “Oh, you’ll win him back with all of this, that’s for sure,” He clapped excitedly before sneaking a bag of gummies and running off to his room. “Good luck!”

Picking up the bags again, you mentally prepared yourself. The fight was normal, couples argue from time to time of course, but seeing Jisung so defeated would break anyone’s heart. You used that as motivation to burst through the door, not surprised to find a curled up lump under the comforter

You leaped up and splayed yourself over his body, hugging him over the blankets and letting your presence be known before standing up to spill the snacks out of the grocery bags. A fluffy brown head of hair peeked out to witness the mess, eyes brightening up at the sight of all of the treats

“Forgive me?” You asked with your arms wide open, delighted to be scooped up just seconds later and tugged under his covers

felix is heartbroken and the members are begging for forgiveness

Days have passed since the two of you got into a disagreement, mutually deciding that time apart was best. Of course it wasn’t much of their business, but the boys at the dorm felt almost as if they were apart of the disagreement as well when they saw Felix. It was hard to watch, their usual bundle of joy and love slumping around in his pajama pants

Your phone rang as you were on your way to pick something up and you were shocked to see Seungmin calling you up. As soon as you accepted the call, pleas from all 3 of the cuties dorm residents were in your ear, whining and begging you to come back

“I’ve never seen him so upset,” Jeongin cried out jokingly, you could picture him clutching at his chest and falling to the floor. “It’s been days, don’t you miss us too? This family is falling apart! Get over here!”

These boys. You let out a drawn out sigh into the receiver before accepting their invite, turning on your heels and walking over to the dorm. You admittedly had missed Felix, the argument was petty and it felt like it was so long ago that it didn’t even matter anymore

Arms wrapped around you the second you step foot into the building, soft hands massaging the back of your neck and you melted instantly into the familiar touch. “You’re too sweet for your own good,” you laughed into his shoulder, watching the other three members giving you thumbs up in the kitchen

seungmin will not tolerate the silent treatment

To be clear, if it were a more serious situation, Seungmin’s approach would be a lot different than this but the topic at hand that made you annoyed was the fact that he accidentally lost you in the mall. It had been a busier day and he swore that you were just at his side as he was looking at shoes but suddenly, you were gone

He found you sitting on a bench outside of a store, pouting to yourself after you had tried to find him for several minutes. He hadn’t answered his phone so you just decided to let him find you himself

When he did, he laughed harder than he ever has before, eyes squeezed shut as he wrapped a lanky arm around your shoulder. “You gotta understand!” He held your face in his hands as you pretended to be mad, turning your face away. “I seriously thought you were right beside me!”

Fake glares were shot his way and you decided to just stay quiet, getting up and taking his hand to lead him to the food court. “This never works on me and you know that,” he whined before pulling out his wallet. “I’ll get you whatever you want, but you can’t stay silent on me.”

“Learn to answer your phone when it rings, Kim Seungmin,” you grumbled as you pulled him into the line of the ice cream place. “I want two scoops this time.”

jeongin doesn’t have the heart to shut you out completely

Honestly, it was your first argument as a couple and he really just did not know how to handle it. Usually he just needs to have time to himself to calm down, but he can’t sit here comfortably without you. God, when had he become so cringe?

Just looking around in his phone and room were constant reminders of you. You were everywhere, his space had became your space as well

There were the pictures, the old texts that you two sent when you were planning your most recent date, the videos that you had taken on his phone while he was getting hair and makeup done. He could see the sleeve of one of your favorite hoodies poking out of his closet and the gum wrapper you forgot to trash was sitting on his desk

Defeat. This was utter defeat. Jeongin picked up his phone, fingers quick to find your contact and ring you up, letting out a breath once you answered. “Come over,” he let out a small laugh, unsure if he’s doing this right. “I know I literally told you that I wanted space minutes ago but that was enough.”

You bit back a smile on the other side of the phone, heart pounding in your chest at how cute he was. It would really probably destroy Jeongin to be mad at you

[charmercharm3r]

Hear me out… hard thoughts on 0T8 being curious about their partners breast milk

I KNOW ITS TABOO!! But I literally can’t get it out of my head… help lmao 🤣

Masterlist

I HEAR U ANON I HEAR U. for imagine’s sake, picture reader is post-preggos in all these scenarios.

now, i think it’s obvious i live for sub chan and felix, but i don’t initially see him being into breast milk. it’d be a weird moment where he’s watching u bottle pumping he’s like, “…can i try..?” and it’s all downhill from there, any moment he can he’s taking the opportunity to suck on your swollen tits even if it’s just to have the weight of them in your mouth. occasionally squeezes in passing hard enough to purposefully make you leak and giggle to himself.

with minho, changbin, hyunjin, and jisung, it’s more the same proud feeling he gets when you swallow his seed after a good blowjob. it’s the physical aspect of being able to consume you the way you do to him, also the mindset that, “i helped do that, i did that to you. we made that human being together.” a pride thing, an ego boost in a weird, twisted sense. but hey, who doesn’t love some tits as nice as yours?

seungmin will either hate it or fucking love it. but he’s a menace, even with a child and is determined to be such a role model. he’s feeding your kid when he thinks, “wow that kids going to town. is it really that good?” and takes a little sip. he’s surprised how much he enjoys it, even if it’s pre-pumped. he’s of course shy to ask you about it in bed, but is pleasantly happy when you agree to let him suck your tit to try it right from the source. from then on, he’s doing things to purposefully make you lactate and soak through your shirt, emotionally riling you up in your fragile state and encouraging you to, “just walk around shirtless! we’re all benefiting from it.”

jeongin is also hit or miss, he already hates being babied but suddenly becomes envious of his kid in a way when he sees the baby just having a meal. also thinks that there’s no way breast milk can taste good enough for the kid to be hogging you like that. it’s a bit of jealousy, but also understanding cus he loves your boobs just as much. tries it on accident as well and suddenly becomes obsessed. after the baby is asleep and you’re finally comfortable having sex again he shyly asks if he could try it, is a bit thrown off by the warmth of you but praises you after realizing how uncomfortable it must be for you, “awe, you’re so sweet for letting me have a treat.” feels a little bad he’s stealing some good meals from his kid, but hey, that’s what power formula is for.

[sleepchapter]

#‘LIBRA🏔️stereotypes with @.CHAN💿”,

— summary: just a little mini headcannon type thing of stereotypes for each members zodiac sign that apply to them in some way. i looked up (zodiac sign) stereotypes, so sorry if these don’t seem like traits for a libra, i’m just going based off of google. also, the only warning there is is that this whole thing is in lowercase. posting today because of the results from the poll i posted earlier today.

@.LEEKNOW📑+,’ (#SCORPIO“🦂,), @.CHANGBIN,⭐️” (#LEO,🪨’) , @.HYUNJIN🦑” (#PISCES,🐠+”), @.FELIX☀️,’ (#VIRGO🧼🫧”), @.HAN🎸 (#VIRGO🧼🫧”), @.SEUNGMIN’🍪, (#VIRGO🧼🫧”), @.JEONGIN🍞🧈 (#AQUARIUS“🐡+’)

charming

it’s a no brainer that this trait fits with chan. his personality, how he acts, everything about him is charming. he’s literally the ideal man??? he’s always there for you, and he encourages you to vent to him. he never wants you to be on your own, and he’ll never let you be on your own. (unless you need space ofc) if you’re hurting he’s hurting, if you’re happy then he’s happy. let him help you, he loves to see you smile. everyone finds him charming in some way, and he’s stealing glances from people left and right. he’s not only there for you, but he’s there for all of his members and even strangers and it’s the sweetest thing to see, and it only makes you fall in love with him even more.

“well-balanced”

being a well-balanced person means said person is very sensible, able to be emotionally stable, and is all in all a very loving and fun individual to be around, and chan fits these traits. he almost always knows what to do in any stressful situation with himself or with others. he knows how to keep himself calm, he knows how to keep others calm and how to create a safe environment for others. he’s able to keep his mind clear in situations when you or anyone close to him his upset, and that allows him to make sure you or whoever is okay and allows him to find a way to make things better <3 chan can be stressed quite often, but he finds ways to stay emotionally stable and he’s usually able to keep himself very composed when dealing with himself and others. and then obviously with the fun-loving trait, chan is such a sweetheart and is so fun to be around ! he knows how to make someone laugh, and his laugh is also so sweet to hear. simple date nights with him or game nights are probably very silly, but a very fun thing you’ll look forward to always..<3

honest

chan tries, and for the most part is always honest. in a relationship with you he’ll always be honest with you. whether you ask for his opinion on something, or he thinks it’s appropriate to call you out on your wrong doings, he’s always honest with you. of course not in a rude way though. he always makes sure to be gentle. chan thinks communication is very good in a relationship, so obviously honesty goes hand in hand with communication. he likes you to be honest with him and whether it has to do with your emotions or something you’ve done, he makes sure to always be honest with you. in all honesty, chan sometimes outs himself for things he’s done that you didn’t even know he did because he’s too honest. if he broke something of yours he’d immediately tell you and apologize, but you didn’t even know said thing had broke. but you’ll always appreciate his honesty, and he’ll always appreciate when you’re honest with him, or just when anyone is honest with him. it’s not just in your relationship, he’s honest with anyone and everyone unless he’s joking around and even then, usually he ends up telling the truth sooner or later…

[neohyxn]

skz as things me and my friends have said...

༊*·˚aka me going through me and my friends messages from discord and assigning them to a member cuz why not

BANGCHAN [방찬]

"the naughty wanderer that doesn't know mercy"

LEE KNOW [리노]

"it was a gay, cold november day and i woke up to the mank smell of COCKatoo roasting in bathroom downstairs"

CHANGBIN [창빈]

"THE EASTER BUNNY LIKES TO PROBE ALONE"

HYUNJIN [현지]

"HOLY COW CAKES!"

HAN [한]

"CAN SOMEONE SEND ME N00DS"

FELIX [펠릭스]

"I genuinely want to fucking myself"

SEUNGMIN [승민]

"SHE RUINED MY VIP TIME IN THE TOILET WHILE TRYING TO PISS WITH MAGS ASKING FOR NUDES"

I.N [아이엔]

"at least i don't look like satan's secretion"

[luvrhyune]

-; ✧˖*°࿐ WATCHING XMAS MOVIES . SKZ

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ SUMMARY ; watching christmas movies with your skz bf !

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ PAIRING ; ot8 x reader !

— warnings ; swearing, fluff, drinking/alcohol, not much else tbh.

— notes ; i know it’s not very christmasy, but theres honestly not much i can do TO make it christmas related 😭😭.

— notes ; i wrote this in like, 20 minutes so i’m sorry if it’s poor.

masterlist.

— CHAN !!

chan is not watching those christmas movies.

because he’s going to be watching you instead.

he’s going to watch your cute little reactions, the way your face lights up at the magic on the screen.

he’s just so in awe of you he completely forgets about the movie.

it’s okay because you have 24 more days to watch it, and well, next christmas.

— MINHO !!

now i’ve done this with friends, so I KNOW he’s doing it too.

if he has to sit through a marathon of christmas movies that he’s seen 20 christmases before, he’s going to make a game out of it.

every time the word “christmas” is mentioned in ANY christmas flim you guys watch, the both of you will take a shot.

within the first five minutes you’re ready to call it a day, tell him that you won’t force him to watch christmas movies with him anymore.

but minho is only getting started.

— CHANGBIN !!

this man is also NOT watching the film.

not because of any cute reason like chan, no because he is going to be knocked the fuck out.

he’ll wake up halfway through though and immediately will know what’s happening.

and he’ll pull you closer towards him and snuggle you before falling asleep again.

— HYUNJIN !!

honestly, hyunjin DEMANDS that you watch christmas movies together.

EVERYDAY until the 25th.

it starts off light, yk watching the classics.

and then you get into the newer ones, and he’s discussing the plot with you, and the staging like hes a certified play write and director.

— JISUNG !!

jisung doesn’t really care for christmas movies.

a movie is a movie.

but if he gets to snuggle up close to his favourite person, drink hot chocolate and cuddle by a fake fireplace?

he’ll watch a few christmas movies.

— FELIX !!

in my mind, felix is a HUGE christmas lover.

i feel like its a tradition for the two of you to sit down at the end of a busy day, get out some hot chocolate and some snacks.

and just watch a few of your favourite christmas movies together.

by the end of the night the two of you are asleep across the sofa, snuggled up close to keep in the warmth.

— SEUNGMIN !!

seungmin wouldn’t wanna watch christmas movies with you.

because he’d rather run around the house and sing scream christmas songs.

so the two of you are watching a christmas movie, and mariah carey’s ‘all i want for christmas’ is playing as bgm for a bit.

seungmin has the cutest smile on his face, singing along to it, and then it fades out and he has a big pout on his face for the rest on the film.

— JEONGIN !!

jeongin doesn’t care for christmas movies, much like jisung.

is what he says.

but when you’ve got your head in his lap, and he’s scratching your scalp in a soothing manner.

you’ll look up to find him so engaged with whats going on in the movie.

he won’t even noticed that you’ve moved.

“jeongin?” “hm?” “i need the bathroom” “oh sorry.” he’ll sit back, move his hand from your head but keeps his eyes zoned on the tv.

all rights reserved © property of @luvrhyune . please do not repost, claim or translate my work on this and / or any other platforms. thank you.

[pettypuppy-jonghyun]

Kiss Me | Han

Summary: you saw the TikTok couple recreate Wattpad men poses, so you made Han do it with you

Warnings: cheesy

@alyszaen he would so do this for you

You beckoned your boyfriend to your side with a plan in mind. He came shuffling across the living room floor to where you stood, phone in hand and a devious smile upon your lips. Despite this, he hadn't seemed to notice anything off about you yet. He wore this most innocent gaze as he came to stand before you.

"We are going to recreate booktok men."

Jisung's eyebrows furrowed as he shoved his hands in his hoodie pocket. "Booktok men?"

You nod fervently, placing your phone down on the back of the couch to get yourself into position. "Yes. I'm going to make you do things bookworms think is super hot and you are going to fulfill all my fantasies."

Jisung's frown turned into a grin almost instantly at the mention of making you happy. He waited for you to figure a couple of things out before following closely behind as you guided him to a wall.

"Now, what I need you to do is press me against this wall." You point to the one behind you. "As you do that, you need to take your left arm and raise it above my head, leaning in."

You mimic the actions like he you had seen originally on TikTok. You take your right knee, lifting it up slightly to signify where Jisung needed to put it. After explaining it thoroughly, you clapped your hands together in confidence.

Jisung hesitantly moves, attempting to be gentle with you as he pushes you back by the top of your chest. You smile brightly, noticing how he reacted the same as the video you had seen. Still, you kept silent as he pressed you firmly against the wall, doing exactly as you instructed and leaning in.

However, to make it more comfortable for him, Jisung's right hand slid up your neck, resting softly at the base of your throat as he lent it. He smirked upon noticing your eyes fluttering up at him, feeling confident in the actions he was performing because of your request.

"Like that?" He whispers, face just mere centimeters from yours. Jisung was not the type to initiate such moves on his own without being somewhat tempted. He's flirted numerous times with you before, almost like a daily habit of his, but booktok actions were a whole other genre for him. Despite this, he wanted to please you in any way possible and did exactly whatever you asked for.

The smirk never left his lips as he breathed heavily on you. The sweet scent of him was too tempting, so you pushed yourself off the wall to meet him halfway. Unfortunately, you are dating a tease, and he backed away instantly. You tried not to pout at the loss of his body against your own.

"What's next?" He asks, laughing to himself when he notices your expression.

You rolled your eyes, moving to glance at your phone again. The couple in the videos had a few different positions they reenacted, so you chose a couple of your favorites to save. The next one was a little less intimate, but still extremely attractive.

"So I'm going to place my arm on your left shoulder, I dunno why but I am, and I need you to wrap your hand around my wrist."

You instructed him where he needed to stand for this one, grabbing his left hand to cross over and grip your wrists lightly. He watched carefully as you pretended to yank him forward, informing him every movement. When he finally got it down, you tried again.

"Ready?" You ask, unable to stop the smile forming.

Jisung waits for you to place your arm on his shoulder before enacting his next part, reaching to grab your arm. However, when he did so, he yanked a little too soon and threw you off balance. Immediately you were pulled into his chest, pushing him back against the wall again.

He starts laughing as he pushes you back, grabbing you by the chin and turning your face side to side to check if you were alright. "I'm sorry, babe." He giggles to himself for a moment as attempts to silence the laughter by biting his bottom lip.

You rolled your eyes at him. "Yank my arm off why don't cha," you grumble. You couldn't help but laugh slightly too, the image of his surprised expression etched into your mind.

You both try again, resuming the previous positions with your hand on his shoulder. This time, Han successfully grasps your wrist in his hold and pulls on it, bringing you right up to his face. Your connected hands raise high into the air to give him more room to close in on. You could tell that now you wore the surprised expression.

"Gotcha," he teases, quickly pecking your lips before releasing you and attempting to walk away.

You grabbed his hood for his sweatshirt, forcing him to stop in place. "Not so fast," you warn him, peeking your head over his shoulder. He tried to looks down at you but found it difficult while still facing forward.

"What? You got more?"

It was your turn to smirk. "No, but you owe me so many kisses now."

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sweeter than honey ✩°｡ ⋆⸜ 🎧✮

pairing: felix x reader type: fluff warnings: none ◡̈ word count: 835

Your shared home was filled with a warm, softly sweet bread-like scent as leftover faint traces of flour and sugar dusted the tabletop. You quietly watched as your boyfriend, Felix, moved with effortless elegance about the kitchen, completely mesmerized by the way his silhouette flowed. He seemed to be walking on air, his footwork fluid and coordinated as he retrieved ingredients from the refrigerator and pantry. His brows wrinkled in concentration as he carefully measured each ingredient, looking at the instructions on his phone as he added a few of his own unique touches here and there to make it special. He would occasionally mumble, his baritone voice soft and low, as if though mentally synchronizing the recipe’s steps to ensure a flawless batter. He was so focused that you dared not interrupt him since you found it extremely endearing and touching how his brows furrowed together in concentration. Whenever he suggested testing out a new pancake recipe he discovered online, you were excited to try it. In fact, you didn't need much persuasion after observing his opulent eyes gleam with initiative and enthusiasm pooling like stars in dark brown cosmos.

“Are you sure you don’t need any help, my love?” You inquired while feeling little guilty about watching from the sidelines as he performed all the work. A rush of butterflies flitted madly in the pit of your stomach as his soothing chuckle stroked your ears. You felt like you would melt with each passing minute as he stared at you with a special tenderness in his gaze. “Yes, sunshine, I’m sure.” Felix replied, and he kissed your left temple quickly and reassuringly while stooping over the counter. You felt a tingling sensation where his lips had once been, and your cheeks warmed and adopted a subtle scarlet hue. Your chest began to fill with an incredible amount of love and admiration for the man as a gentle smile pulled at the corners of your lips. Regardless of how long you'd been together, the man's words and actions always left you virtually breathless and flustered. How you ever got so blessed to have such a considerate man with a pure, loving heart baffled you, and all you could hope was that he felt just as cherished and adored by the love and care you offered him daily. “What makes this pancake recipe different than the others we have tried, Lix?” You queried, curiously inspecting the batter in the bowl for any significant changes, but it appeared to be the same as before. Felix watched as your face twisted into one of perplexity and let out another small chuckle. “I have to fold bits of honeycomb into the batter for this recipe.”

Your interest peaked as you saw him take the ingredient from the refrigerator. You leaned forward to get a closer look as he placed the glass jar on the counter and started to twist the brightly decorated top. “Does it taste like normal honey?” Your lips were pursed as you hummed and fought the impulse to dip your finger in the syrup that covered the comb. Felix shrugged, indicating he was just as fascinated as you were because he had never actually had raw honeycomb before. “I'm not sure, but why don't we give it a shot together?" He suggested sweetly gathering two spoons and dipping them each into the top layer of the honeycomb and the syrup surrounding it. You both lifted your spoons to your mouths simultaneously, taking the first bite. It had a honey flavor, and the honeycomb itself provided a subtle, sweet flavor that wasn't overbearing or harsh. You were honestly surprised by how refreshingly sweet it was despite the initially chewy texture. You eagerly eyed your boyfriend to see what he thought of it. He seemed equally surprised as you were. You found yourself dipping your spoon back into the jar for another taste. “This is so good, Lix! I like how sweet it is. The pancakes you're baking will go perfectly with it.” You chimed, praising him for discovering a delicious new recipe.

Warm fingers delicately cradled your chin before you could get your spoon to your mouth. Felix leaned forward and kissed you tenderly, the honeycomb’s traces still traceable on his lips’ velvety surface. Though taken aback at first, you quickly returned his expression of affection. You pouted and chased for his lips to give you another kiss when you parted ways. He laughed, though, and cradled our face with his warm hands. He gently rubbed his nose against yours as his thumbs caressed the skin on your cheeks. “Yes, the honeycomb was wonderful, but you, my sunshine, are even sweeter than honey.” Felix winked adoringly, and he laughed merrily at the way your neck and ears flared brightly with red. Rendered speechless by his charm, you gently smack his clothed chest. But when he went back to making the pancakes, the largest smile crept across your face as you observed the man you utterly adored.

A/N: Thank you so much for taking the time to read this! It has been a while since I wrote works and published them, so I hope everyone who crosses this enjoys it! ◡̈

Requests (as long as they are open) and constructive criticism are always welcome!