#skz hyunjin fluff

[pnutbutter-n-j-elyy]

Never Say Never| Pt4

Warnings: Cursing, Mentions of Blood, Physical fighting

Pt1 Pt2 Pt3

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The following days were a blur of chaos and anxiety. The news of your relationship with Hyunjin had spread like wildfire, thanks to Kai leaking the information to Dispatch.

"Was his debt really that bad to where he had to sell out his ex girlfriend?" Jeongin mumbled. "Broke ass bastard." This time Chan nodded, not scolding Jeongin.

It had been stressful for the guys, since this involved on of their own. But they put aside their own frustrations and worries and put them aside and focused on Hyunjin and you.

The sudden surge of attention was overwhelming, and you found yourself struggling to keep up with the flood of messages, follow requests, and comments. The guys did their best to distract you but that was about all they could do.

Hyunjin had been called into an emergency meeting with JYPE management, and the atmosphere at the dorm was tense during it.

You felt a mix of fear and anger, knowing that Kai's betrayal had not only exposed your relationship but had also put you in the crosshairs of the most toxic side of the fandom.

You were sitting on the couch, scrolling through the endless stream of notifications on your phone when the door to the dorm swung open. Hyunjin walked in, followed closely by Chan, both of their faces set in grim determination.

"Y/N," Hyunjin said, his voice soft yet urgent. "We need to talk."

You nodded, setting your phone aside. "What's going on?"

Chan took a seat across from you, his expression serious. "Management is preparing a statement. They're going to confirm your relationship to try and control the narrative."

Your heart skipped a beat. "What does that mean for us?"

"It means things are going to get a lot more intense before they get better," Chan explained. "But we're all here to support you. We're a family."

Hyunjin reached for your hand, squeezing it reassuringly. “I'm not going anywhere. We'll face this together."

The next few days were a whirlwind of meetings, phone calls, and strategizing. JYPE's PR team worked tirelessly to craft a statement that would both confirm your relationship and address the invasion of your privacy. The anticipation was almost unbearable, but you found solace in Hyunjin's unwavering support.

Finally, the day of the statement's release arrived. You sat beside Hyunjin, your hands intertwined, as you watched the comments flood in on instagram after the statement was released. The company spokesperson addressed the media and fans in the statement, acknowledging the relationship and condemning the actions of those who had violated your privacy.

"JYPE respects the personal lives of our artists and will take all necessary measures to protect them. We kindly ask for your understanding and support during this time. And we wish the newfound couple happiness." the spokesperson concluded.

The statement brought a mixed response from the public. While many fans expressed their support and understanding, the more toxic elements of the fandom only grew more vicious. The threats and hateful comments continued to pour in, and the stress began to take its toll on both you and Hyunjin.

You started to question whether it was the right choice, choosing to begin again. But whenever that thought hit your mind you quickly swatted it away. Knowing that even if it crept into your head, you would never truly believe it was the wrong decision.

One evening, after a particularly difficult day, you found yourself standing on the balcony of the dorm, staring out at the city lights. Hyunjin joined you, wrapping his arms around your waist.

"I hate seeing you like this," he murmured. "It's not fair." He kissed your neck gently, and from the scorching imprint of his lips, you could tell exactly what shape they were in.

You leaned back against him, closing your eyes. "I know. But we'll get through it. We have to."

Things reached a boiling point when you received a particularly threatening message from an anonymous account. The message contained personal details about your family and friends, and it was clear that whoever was behind it was serious.

“Is he that broke?” You mumbled angrily to yourself. Hyunjin looked up from his easel.

“Baby…is everything okay?”

You sighed. “I think Kai is selling more of my information. I find it wild you have fans that would pay to get my best friend’s old address. Or the address of my elementary school…” You sighed and rested your head back on the couch.

Hyunjin was uncharacteristically quiet and you looked up to see a face of anger you had never quite seen him warn.

“Jinnie are you-

Hyunjin's anger finally boiled over. "I’m over it. I'm not letting this go on any longer."

He stormed out of the dorm, leaving you and the rest of the members who had been sitting quietly in stunned silence.

It wasn't long before you received a call from Chan, who had gone after him.

"Y/N, Hyunjin confronted Kai," Chan said, his voice filled with urgency. "It's not pretty. You should get down here."

Your heart raced as you quickly left the dorm, heading to the location Chan had given you. When you arrived, you found Hyunjin and Kai facing off in a small, secluded alley. Kai's face was bruised, and Hyunjin was breathing heavily, his fists clenched. A bit of blood on them.

"Hyunjin, stop!" you shouted, rushing to his side. When he swung again, his fist connecting with Kai’s jaw with a sickening crunch you screamed and stood in front of him.

“Channie stop him!”

Kai looked at Hyunjin with a sneer. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” He said spitting some blood on the ground next to him. “You think it’s alright for an idol to go punch a civilian?”

Hyunjin turned on him, his eyes blazing with fury. "You're the one who leaked our relationship. You're the one who put Y/N in danger. You're a coward."

“You’re one to talk. You’ve never been desperate. I thought Y/N would understand. You’ve always been the forgiving type, havent you?” He said nodding towards Hyunjin, a subtle allusion to your reconciled relationship.

Before you could react, Hyunjin threw another punch, sending Kai sprawling to the ground. You grabbed Hyunjin's arm, pulling him back.

"Hyunjin, please. This isn't the way," you pleaded.

He looked at you, his anger slowly dissipating as he saw the fear and concern in your eyes. "I'm sorry, Y/N. I just… I couldn't stand seeing his disgusting face. No matter how desperate he was he shouldn’t have sold your information for money. He put you in danger.”

Kai struggled to his feet, glaring at both of you. "This isn't over."

Chan stepped forward, his voice cold and authoritative. "Yes, it is. If you come near Y/N or Hyunjin again, there will be serious consequences. We have enough evidence to press charges." He waved his phone at Kai. “All though, it’s seems appropriate to go about this in a legal sense regardless.”

Kai scoffed but didn't say anything further. He turned and walked away, leaving you, Hyunjin, and Chan standing in the alley.

Back at the dorm, the atmosphere was heavy with tension. The members were worried about the fallout from the confrontation, but Hyunjin was resolute.

You helped him wipe the blood off of his hands. And the blood on the edge of his lip.

“Did he hit you?” You murmured as you dotted a wet cloth on his lip. “He hit me first.” He said quietly, and you looked up at him, his voice carrying sadness, but not even a fraction of how much he was holding in his eyes.

“Do you…regret us?” He asked so quietly it was almost inaudible.

You shook your head. “That’s a dumb question Jinnie. The only thing I regret is doing something to make you believe I regret making the best decision in my life.”

"We're going to get through this," his voice was weak. "Right?"

You took a breath and wrung out the cloth, sitting next to him on the tub.

“I’d like to think we already have gone through the worst of it.”

The days that followed were filled with more meetings and discussions about how to move forward. JYPE provided additional security, and you took a temporary break from social media to protect your mental health.

Hyunjin was put on flexible “house arrest”. Chan had taken up the matter with the company of Hyunjin’s fight. And they were easily able to dismiss it as self defense. And issue a warrant out for your ex boyfriend in grounds that had nothing pertaining with you or Hyunjin, so if any legal matters were taken to the point of incarceration, Hyunjin and his altercation with Kai couldn’t be brought up as evidence.

Despite the ongoing challenges, you and Hyunjin found strength in each other. Your relationship grew even stronger as you faced the adversity together. The support from the other members was unwavering, and they went out of their way to make sure you felt safe and loved.

A few weeks later, Stray Kids had a major concert scheduled, and you knew this was going to be a pivotal moment. Hyunjin had been unusually quiet, clearly lost in thought, and you could sense he was planning something important.

You decided to give him space to breathe. Ever since entering a relationship with him for the second time, things had been hectic for him.

The concert was a massive success, the energy of the fans palpable in the air. As the performance neared its end, Hyunjin took a deep breath and stepped forward to address the crowd.

"Thank you all for your incredible support," he began, his voice steady. "There's something I want to share with you all tonight. Many of you know about the recent news regarding my relationship with Y/N."

The crowd murmured, a mix of curiosity and concern.

"I want to be honest with you," Hyunjin continued. "Y/N and I have faced a lot of challenges because of this revelation. To give you context, Y/N and I had been in a relationship previously. And we spent a little while apart because I was too afraid to tell the world about my relationship. Now I have the opportunity to, yet it was stolen from me by someone with malicious intentions. It's been hard, but we've stood by each other through it all. And tonight, I want to make a promise- in front of all of you; you guys will be my witnesses." The buzz of the crowd quieted down a little.

He turned to you, his eyes filled with love and determination. "Y/N, you mean everything to me. And I want the world to know that. I promise to protect you, to stand by you, and to love you with all my heart." Hyunjin’s voice trembled slightly as he took a sharp breath. "One day, I promise you, I will marry you Y/N. And make sure everyone knows just how much you mean to me.”

The crowd erupted in cheers, the support overwhelming. You felt tears streaming down your face as you looked at Hyunjin, your heart overflowing with emotion. The cameras panned to you and you couldn’t help but laughed as you gave small waves, trying to hide your welling tears.

The crowd's cheers grew even louder, and you couldn't hold back your tears any longer. Hyunjin stepped down from the stage and pulled you into a tight embrace, the world around you fading as you focused on the love and support you felt in that moment.

The days following the concert were a whirlwind of positivity and love. The fans' overwhelming support drowned out the remaining negativity, and you and Hyunjin found yourselves surrounded by warmth and encouragement.

As you sat on the balcony of the dorm, the first day of rest the kids had had in a while; Hyunjin took your hand and looked into your eyes. "Y/N, I meant every word I said on that stage. I love you more than anything, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

You smiled, nodding. "I love you too, Hyunjin. And I can't wait to see what the future holds for us." Your heart thumped, as you sensed Hyunjin had more to say to you.

"Y/N," he said, taking a deep breath, "I have something for you."

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, velvet box. Your heart raced as he opened it, revealing a beautiful, simple ring.

"Will you marry me?" he asked, his voice filled with love and anticipation. And confidence.

Tears filled your eyes as you nodded, your voice barely above a whisper. "Yes, Hyunjin. Yes."

He slipped the ring onto your finger. Neither of you able to find the words to express the happiness you felt.

Your wedding was a celebration of love, surrounded by your closest friends and family. As you exchanged vows, you felt a profound sense of peace and happiness, knowing that you and Hyunjin had faced and overcome so much together.

As you danced under the stars at your reception, you couldn't help but reflect on the journey that had brought you to this moment. The challenges, the heartache, and the triumphs had all led to this beautiful day.

In the years that followed, you and Hyunjin built a life filled with love, adventure, and creativity. You traveled the world, inspiring others with your story and the strength of your bond. The support from fans continued to grow as the boys continued their promise to stay. And as you watched the guys go off and bring even more people to join your non biological family, you felt a deep sense of gratitude for the love that surrounded you.

Through it all, you never forgot the lessons you had learned. The challenges you faced had made you stronger, and the love you shared with Hyunjin was a constant source of joy and inspiration.

As you stood together, looking out at the life you had built, you knew that your journey was far from over. There were still so many adventures to be had, so many dreams to be realized, and so much love to share.

“I’m happy.” You murmur, as you rested your head on his chest after a long day.

He hummed quietly and pet your hair. “Me too.”

“Remember when you said, you wished you never asked me out?” You asked quietly, your pinkie tracing light scribbles on his bare chest. He sighed and turned to face you in your shared bed and blinked.

“I should never say never…” he comments quietly.

“But I’ll say it.” You whisper. “Because I never want this to end.”

He smiles softly. “Me neither, jagiya. Me neither.”

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💘When Hearts Collide💘

Member: Non-Idol! Hyunjin x Reader

Word count: 9.9k +fake texts

T/W: angst, mentions of puberty, stereotypes of male and female friendships, teasing (friendly), Underage drinking (PLEASE BE CAREFUL wont say don't do it in my culture its pretty accepted if its a sip or two), jealousy, mutual pining, suggestive behavior but no smut (Theyre minors...like ill imply or mention that they've had sex or not cause their age range is 16-17 years old which is over the age of consent if its with another minor in the same age range but as a 26 year old I wont be writing teenagers having sex just seems odd to me), mentions of suicide but like in a joking way, arguing, Jungkook is legit voice of reason character. anything else that could potentially be a trigger.

A/N: wow i actually like loved this story and I was such a bitch about it. man the "groups chats" gonna love this one.....lol but nah fr I really appreciate the requester for this. i legit wrote it every chance I got these past few days so I hope you enjoy it. Also I might do another one from Li-Rin’s perspective cause it might be really cool and good too do

Can men and women be just friends?

Y/N thought so, for many years, she held her best friend Hwang Hyunjin close to her heart. Seeing him as more of a chaotic twin brother than a romantic partner. They had met at the tender age of 5 years old in kindergarten. She could remember it like it was yesterday when he extended the half-eaten candy bar to her as she wailed about not having a snack. His bright doe-eyed smile as he helped her wipe her tears. The soft pat on her back as she nibbled on the candy. She hadn't realized how this small interaction would develop into the most important friendship of her life.

Y/N will admit, unlike the other girls, she hadn't noticed Hyunjin was a guy until her second year of high school. While plenty of girls in middle school would fawn over him, she never really saw the appeal they had when it came to her best friend. This was the boy she saw cry for hours when his favorite anime was cancelled and he screamed like a final girl when he was tossed into her pool by her older brother. He was the kid she spent her summer nights in a tent collecting fireflies and telling ghost stories with. She saw him throw up on Choi Soojin when they kissed at a birthday party in 6th grade, and cry like a girl when Kim Mina broke up with him to date his friend in 7th.

How could she ever see him as a man?

She would have sworn that she never could if he didn't disappear the summer between the first and second year of highschool. Dance camp was what he had told her when he finally could answer her calls. His voice was deeper than it normally was and Y/N shrugged it off, not bothering to think much of the explanation until she saw him. That's when she realized it wasn't only his voice that could change when he hit puberty. Though she had developed before she started high school, she forgot the changes that came with puberty. No longer did her best friend have a chubby-cheeked baby face, his features were much more defined. Y/N wasn't sure how to handle the way her heart raced when he smiled at her. The way he ruffled her hair before wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her into a tight hug.

Y/N felt her cheeks heat up as her breath hitched in her throat. She hugged him back after a moment, before quickly trying to pull away from him. Her eyes avoided his as she continued to rack her brain for some kind of explanation as to why she had felt that way toward her best friend. While she had, had a boyfriend before, he never made her heart flutter like that. She was surprised when she felt Hyunjin's grasp on her waist tighten as he inhaled burying his face in her neck. "Where are you going? I missed you a lot, let me hold you for a second" He whined. She knew her face was a bright scarlet at his words. How could it not be? Her heart was pounding against her chest. "I-I missed you too but I don't want to be late..." She stammered shyly as she went to pull away from him again, this time turning away from him and he kept his arms wrapped around her waist letting his chin rest on her shoulder.

A pout sits on his lips as he stares at her "When did class become more important than me?"

"Will you be able to make my mother not be on my ass about college?" Y/N questioned as she raised her eyebrows as she tried to pry his arms from around her waist. "Stop treating me like a creep let me hug you I haven't been able to annoy you for almost three months" He groans. Y/N shakes her head as she palms herself at his words.

"You are a creep if you hold on to a girl without her consent"

"You're a girl?" Hyunjin asks in disbelief his hands resting on her waist as his eyes travel from her face down her neck, his teeth involuntarily taking his bottom lip as his eyes linger on her chest and hips for a moment. Y/N rolls her eyes at his words not noticing his wandering eye. "I can remind you if you'd like..." She teases playfully. Hyunjin's eyebrow raises in amusement for a moment before he shakes his head to himself before letting her go.

"How's that?" He whispered in her ear. He pressed his chest against her back, and Y/N turned her head to face him. She bats her eyes at him flirtatiously. "Wouldn't you like to know?" She teased as she scrunched her nose at him and walked toward the entrance to the school. Their sophomore year continued with flirty touches and whispers filled with unofficial infatuation. But they were still just friends and nothing more in Y/N's eyes. Nothing too different than normal teasing between best friends, they didn't really mean anything by it.

Right?

The summer proved to be confusing.

While she spent her days either with Hyunjin or at her part-time job, she found her eye wandering in her best friend's direction more and more. She found herself more excited to be at work than hanging out with Hyunjin the more summer went on. The close proximity she and Hyunjin typically kept when they hung out seemed to become overwhelming for her for some reason. Her friend, Li-Rin, swore she was developing a crush on him. Y/N could remember vividly how adamantly she denied the claim.

How could she have a crush on Hyunjin? It's Hyunjin...She never thought she would see him that way, and how could she? They've always been closer to siblings, so much so that their birthdays were separated by only a day. She never once thought that she would feel her heart flutter when he smiled at her. Nor had she expected her cheeks to turn a bright crimson every time he leaned in close to watch a video on her phone or when their finger brushed as she handed him something. She hated it honestly, how could she be one of those girls. She needed time away and felt picking up more hours at work would help her clear her mind and figure out how she felt about him. Spending that time away was helpful but she couldn't avoid him when she got out of work. He was practically part of the family, due to his living at the sharehouse her parents rented out to her and her friends. Her parents adored him and always invited him to holidays.

Y/N thought the party Li-Rin invited her to would finally be her escape. A way for her to get away from Hyunjin and her confusing feelings for him and clear her mind. Maybe even meet a cute boy in the process. But the moment she saw that familiar onyx mop of hair and lanky build with a petite brunette on his arm, she felt her comfort completely extinguish.

How could he be everywhere? she wondered as she made a beeline for the kitchen to indulge. The cluster of colorful glass bottles that sat beside the sodas drew her attention as she reached for a clear bottle with a red seal around the top. "Vodka....You sure that's a good idea?" An unfamiliar male voice questions from behind her. She groans in frustration as she turns to the person "Is that really your--" Her words are trapped in her throat as her eyes meet his. He's almost like a work of art and you weren't talking about the tattoos that littered his right arm.

He chuckles with a smirk as he raises his eyebrow in amusement. "Wow...You're actually speechless. I've never had this happen to me before" He comments. She shakes her head pulling herself out of her trance as she grabs a red solo cup, "I-I was caught off guard..." Y/N murmured twisting the cap off the clear bottle. The guy stares at her worriedly as she pours a large amount of vodka into the cup filling it almost halfway showing her inexperience. "Woah.. that's probably not a good idea" He warns as he tries to grab the cup from her.

Y/N's movements are faster than his as she quickly tries to drink the whole thing but the moment the stinging liquid hits her throat she feels herself gag. "Yup. That was probably a bad idea...." The stranger nods as she coughs at the burning sensation in her throat. She felt the stranger pat her back, comfortingly as she coughed up her lung. "I'm Jungkook by the way" He states sarcastically "You know? Since I have to take care of you now" his lips curl into a flirty smirk. Y/N groaned at his words "Nah, I'll be okay.." His eyes widen for a moment as she goes to walk away from him and embarrassment fills her gut. The lack of experience with alcohol made her body tingle with warmth, the room felt wavy. "W-wait!" Jungkook calls as he grasps her wrist. She stares at his hand as if it was a foreign object and he pulls his hand away.

"Sorry, but you just took a lot of alcohol to the head...you should probably sit down." He states as he lifts his hands in surrender. You stare at him with nervous curiosity. "No funny business and I'll just help you to the couch." He states calmly.

"Why?" She questioned nervously.

"You looked like you didn't know what you were doing when you were trying to get something to drink. I mean you clearly didn't even know that even for a heavyweight that was way too much to drink all at once.." He confesses.

"So what? You're some knight in shining armor or something?"

He chuckles at your words. "Nothing like that. Just want to make sure a pretty girl doesn't get taken advantage of or hurt herself because she didn't have someone to help her learn how to drink" Y/N smiles kindly at him as she accepts his offer.

Maybe she could get over Hyunjin...

It had been a little over an hour and Jungkook being the nice guy he was, he didn’t leave Y/N’s side.

The room no longer spun as she and Jungkook talked about everything and nothing at all. Y/N regretted not being a couple of years older, losing any chance to get with him when she told him her age, and as much as she wanted to forget about him; Hyunjin and his little friend wouldn't leave her mind. What were they doing? She wondered. Who was she? His new girlfriend?

Jungkook playfully taps the rim of his cup on her forehead. "You still in there?" He questions with a chuckle. Y/N smiled as she rolled her eyes at him. "I'm sober now, you know?" She replied brushing over her spacing out. Jungkook raises his eyebrow in amusement "Really? Wanna take a couple tests to prove it?" Jungkook questions with a smirk as he rests his arm across the back of the couch adjusting himself to face her. His free hand reaches out for her chin taking it between his forefinger and thumb as he examines her features. Y/N gives him a look saying 'Are you serious?'

Jungkook nods at her, smiles, and brings his hand down as he notices her relaxed state. "Not completely sober but tipsy, so that's better than before," he says calmly. Y/N was about to say something when someone sat between her and Jungkook. Y/N's eyes widen as she recognizes her best friend, who sloppily leans on her shoulder.

"Baby..." Hyunjin whined as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Y/N sighs as she's greeted by the strong scent of liquor. "Hey, Jinnie..." she coos soothingly. Hyunjin's face lights up as she rubs his back. She gives Jungkook an apologetic look and he gives her a reassuring smile as he lifts his beer toward her before taking a sip. Y/N giggles at his gesture and Hyunjin looks between the pair. His eyes burned holes into Y/N's cheek. "Who's he?" Hyunjin slurs before leaning into Jungkook's face "Who are you?" he questions, a hint of bitterness in his tone. Y/N grabs Hyunjin's sleeve tugging him out of Jungkook's face.

"Sorry, Jungkook oppa...This drunkard is my best friend" Y/N apologizes as she gives Hyunjin a warning look, who stares back at her with a look of disgust as he feels jealousy filling his stomach. "Oppa? Since when have you known each other?" He questions, his tone laced with annoyance. Jungkook answered him this time, "Met Y/N earlier tonight, She was....experimenting and it backfired" He chuckles.

"Was I talking to you?" Hyunjin questions as he gives Jungkook an annoyed look. Jungkook's eyebrows raise in amusement "You're talking about me and in my vicinity, Best Friend Hyunjin" Jungkook's tone is playful and sarcastic as he begins to find amusement in Hyunjin's reactions seeing how red his face turns. Hyunjin scowls at Jungkook as he goes to stand up before Y/N grabs the sleeve of his hoodie.

"Sit." She grits. Hyunjin gives her a look of disbelief, his mouth hanging open partially. "But bab--" Y/N holds her hand up, cutting off his words. "No, apologize...he's our sunbae and he helped me out a lot tonight" Y/N explains. "You're drunk, Jinnie..." She gives him a look of concern as she caresses his cheek lovingly. Hyunjin leans into her touch for a moment before nodding, with a guilty pout. He turns to Jungkook, bowing politely "I'm sorry, I-I've been drinking and I was rude..." He mutters reluctantly. Jungkook gives him a reassuring smile "Don't worry about it, I've done way worse"

"You want me to bring you home, Jinnie?" Y/N asks worriedly as Hyunjin reaches for her hand, taking it into his as he leans on her shoulder and begins to play with her fingers, trying to stop the room from spinning. So cute...Y/N thinks as he pouts as he tries to snuggle into her. "Come on, Let me bring you home." She coos as she stands up. Jungkook helps lift Hyunjin off the couch and escorts him outside. "Y/N, you aren't driving right?" Jungkook questions worriedly. She shakes her head, "No, thank god our share-house is only a 5-minute walk so I didn't drive." She states as the crisp autumn air kisses her skin. Jungkook sighs in relief "You need me to help get him there?"

"No, trust me I'll be fine"

Jungkook doesn't protest as he leans Hyunjin back against her and she lifts his arm over her shoulder. Hyunjin immediately wraps one of his arms around her waist pressing his chest against her back, his other arm wraps around her shoulders and he nuzzles his nose against her temple. "Hmmmnnn..." He sighs "So pretty...."

"Thanks, Jinnie but lets get home, 'kay?"

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming?" Hyunjin questions as he continues to cling to her; making their walk a lot harder than it needed to be. Y/N shakes her head "I don't have to report to you, but I also didn't even know I was coming until I just did" She shrugs.

"I would have come with you. we could've had f-fun together though baby...I wouldn't--i wouldn't feel so worried...right now" He slurs as he tightens his grip on her waist. Y/N raises her eyebrow "Worried? Why?" Hyunjin just shakes his head "You don't get it... you won't understand..." He whines his voice cracking as he rests his head against the back of hers.

"When don't i understand you?"

"Always! you always ignore everything I'm trying to do and think I do things for stupid reasons like because I'm your best friend!" Hyunjin shouts. Y/N feels surprised at his declaration as she tries to hold onto his arm. "What are you talking about?" She questions as she feels him rest his chin on the top of her head. "hey! I'm not your crutch stop, you're heavy" Hyunjin ignores her as he stops their movements hugging her tight.

"Why did you have to be with that guy? Why not me?"

"Jinnie, what are you talking about?"

"That guy! Why were you with him? How long have you known him? Is he your boyfriend now? He's not, right?" Hyunjin slurs his voice full of worry as his grasp on her tightens. Y/N shakes her head "No? I just met him, I drank too much and he helped me sober up. Besides Jungkook oppa isn't interested in a minor, he's 5 years older than us" She retorts. Hyunjin lets out a sigh of relief as he loosens his grip on her and leans in kissing her temple. "Good...you should be mine. Not anyone else's" He mumbles into the kiss.

"God, how much did you have to drink?" Y/N questions. "Not a lot in the beginning..." Hyunjin slurs and Y/N raises her eyebrow, turning her head so she can face him. Her cheeks heat up as the corners of their lips touch and she pulls away slightly.

"And after the beginning?" She asks her voice laced with concern.

Hyunjin hangs his head "I was gonna pace myself, I know I should b-but--why were you with him?" He asks again cutting off his own explanation due to his intoxication. Y/N felt unease settle in her stomach and a subtle sense of guilt. "I just told your drunk ass that I drank too much earlier...Thank god I'm sober enough for this right now" Y/N groans as she tries to get Hyunjin to continue walking but he stands his ground and holds her in place. "Why were you all over him then?" He questions, pain and jealousy laced in his tone.

"I was drunk...you're all over me right?"

"I could be..."

"You are...." Y/N rolls her eyes at his ignorance. "No...not the way I wanna be...can I show you?" He whispers as he presses himself against her. Y/N goes to turn to look at him to scold him, his hand moves from her waist to her cheek as he leans in and presses his soft lips against hers. Y/N's eyes widen as she freezes, Hyunjin's eyes flutter closed as he groans against her lips. She hesitantly responds to his kiss, letting her lips move against his for a moment. She felt her heart swell as he kissed her deeper his tongue brushing over the entrance to her mouth. Y/N goes to pull away, her sobriety making everything seem way too overwhelming.

"No.." Hyunjin whines as his lips chase hers and he turns her around so she is facing him. "Taste so good...don't make me stop" He slurs. His drunken state is more obvious and Y/N can pry herself away from him. "You have to. I need to get you home and you're being a pain" Y/N pouts as she takes his hands in hers comfortingly. Trying to brush over his previous actions, her heart raced a mile a minute as he furrowed his eyebrows. His angelic features looked completely flushed and she felt her guilt grow stronger.

"Kiss me..." Hyunjin whines as he takes his hands from hers and holds her face as he leans in, brushing his lips over hers. Y/N leans back and hurt flashes across Hyunjin's face. "You're drunk..." Y/N reasons as she grabs his wrist finally able to get him to start walking back to the sharehouse. "So?" He questions with a pout.

"I'm not kissing you when you're drunk..."

"I'm not a girl..."

"Being a guy doesn't make it consensual, especially not when you're this drunk. you still don't have a solid mind to consent to anything so don't make me a pervert."

"You just did..." He murmurs as he trudges behind you. Y/N sighs in frustration at his brattiness. "You kissed me, which I will be overlooking because you're what?...say it with me here, Drunk" Y/N jokes but it sends a painful shock straight to Hyunjin's heart.

"So if I kissed you sober? Will you stop me then?"

Y/N freezes for a moment. Her face heated up. "You won't..."

"I want to..." Hyunjin confesses as he reaches out to caress her hip. “If I try to, will you let me?" Y/N raises her eyebrow in amusement. "You'll have to try and see..." she replies, trying to sound nonchalant but flirty. Hyunjin leans over her shoulder, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear.

"You think I won't?"

"You've never shown interest in doing it before," Y/N giggles, trying to lighten the mood as she grows nervous. Hyunjin scoffs, "That's a lie. We kissed at Nam Hyunjoo's party." A look of frustration sits on Hyunjin's features as Y/N shakes her head.

"That was 4 years ago, Jinnie, and a dare" She retorts as she sighs in relief as they finally walk through the gate of the share house. Hyunjin trudges behind her "It doesn't matter it happened..."

"Yeah, Yeah. go to bed" Y/N waves him off as they enter the house. Walking toward the couch she sits down allowing her muscles to finally relax; her head rests against the headrest. Hyunjin places both of his hands on the back of the couch as he leans over her "Stop doing that, Let me kiss you now" He whines as he leans in closer and Y/N leans forward for a moment brushing her lips over his teasingly before shoving him back by his shoulders and gets off the couch opting to escape to the sanctity of her bedroom.

"Sober up first" She states with a wink as she disappears up the stairs.

Y/N thanked GOD that Jungkook helped her out the night before, completely avoiding a hangover and being able to make it for her shift today. The fast-paced environment of the diner on a Saturday morning, the hectic and ridiculous amount of tickets, and not enough coffee to go around. But even in the chaos, Y/N finds herself grateful to find her mind occupied with something other than Hyunjin like it had been for the past 12 hours. She didn't sleep a wink, her heart in her stomach from the moment she went upstairs.

The ghost of his lips lingered on hers. She had a hard time remaining in her room and not taking care of her best friend, but his persistence in her kissing him made her feel butterflies rise in her stomach. She had a hard time accepting how much she enjoyed it, it was Hyunjin; He was her best friend. They'd kissed before, how could it feel so different when he kissed her this time? How could everything be such a mess? She had drifted off into a restless slumber in and out throughout the night until she had to get up for work at 4:30 am.

From the moment she opened the doors, she no longer had time to think about anything but breakfast items and coffee orders. As it began to slow down, she heard the familiar chime from the bell. She greets the customer as she wipes down the counter. "Take a seat anywhere.." She instructs them kindly as she turns around and is greeted with a familiar face. Jungkook stands there with an amused smile and another guy next to him pats his shoulder as he walks toward the bar. Y/N sighs as Jungkook presses the bell, she notices him leaning over on his elbow and he waves playfully giving her a teasing look.

Grabbing a coffee pot she walks over to the pair, a service smile on her lips as she stands in front of them. "How can I help you today?" She asks, professionalism laced in her tone. Jungkook smirks and raises his eyebrow "Half a cup of vodka" He teases. Licking her lips, Y/N looks around for her boss. "Go fuck yourself" she retorts when she doesn't see him nearby.

Jungkook places his hand over his chest as he scoffs in faux offense "And here I came to check on you and everything..."

"No, you didn't. you literally said you were gonna harass me at my job last night"

"Damn, thought you'd be too drunk to remember" Jungkook chuckles as his friend scrolls on his phone completely uninterested in the conversation. "Speaking of being too drunk to remember, You have a hard time with your friend?" Jungkook asks as he flips the mug in front of his friend and himself over and gestures for her to give them coffee. Y/N complies filling both of the mugs as she shakes her head trying to avoid talking about Hyunjin too much. "Nah, it's not the first time he's been blacked out. Kinda always his caretaker" She shrugs. "Are you gonna eat too?" She asks as she pulls her pad out of her apron, clicking the pen. Jungkook raises his eyebrow "Is it free?"

"Broke College student meet broke highschooler" Y/N snorts as she waves her hand in front of her, gesturing toward herself. Jungkook rolls his eyes before scanning over the menu placed in front of him.

"Can i get a bacon egg and cheese bagel?" Jungkooks friend asks and Jungkook nods along with him. Y/N writes their order and goes to enter it in the POS. She feels a tap on her shoulder and turns to see her manager standing there. "Sir?" She questions puzzled.

"Go on your 30 after you put it in, Hera's gonna cover you" He states calmly before turning away from her. Not needing any more instruction you quickly finish entering Jungkook's order and clock out for your break. Walking toward the break room, she stops in front of the lockers grabs her phone, and walks out the back door to get fresh air. Turning her phone on it comes to life with messages from Hyunjin.

Y/N felt her cheeks turn a bright scarlet as she read the pet name. How could such a simple request make her heart race so much? How could she be feeling so excited to go home now? The memory of their kiss lingers in her mind. Brushing her fingers over her lips for a moment before she realizes her behavior. Her eyes widen as she quickly brings her hand away from her lips.

Oh Fuck....She likes Hyunjin.....

Y/N didn't know how to handle her epiphany.

The more she spent with him, the more her feelings seemed to blossom. She felt her eyes searching for him and her heart racing faster when he called her name. Even when the school year started she figured her heart would finally settle now that they were in separate classes and they would only see each other in passing due to her cram school. But she should have realized how persistent her best friend could be, he and Li-Rin rarely got along besides a few tipsy interactions and taking care of the other hungover self until Y/N was available to take over. To say she was surprised to see the pair now getting along swimmingly would be an understatement.

Due to Li-Rin's budding friendship with him, Hyunjin no longer breaks away during lunch and would come with Li-Rin to hang out with them. Every once in a while, he and his friends would disappear for who knew what and Y/N would finally gain the ability to breathe again. She sometimes dreaded these days when Hyunjin needed to be extra clingy before going to his class in the morning. How should she keep trying to play things off how she normally would? For years she would have brushed off his flirty remarks and clingy actions but now she found herself reciprocating. She knew how dangerous this could be, how crossing the line with him beyond a drunken kiss and flirty words could ruin everything they'd built over the years. But as the weeks continued to go by she found herself not caring as much as she once had.

She finds herself feeling more and more eager at the idea of giving in to her emotions and just confessing to Hyunjin. What could be the harm? He was her best friend for a reason. They understood each other on a level no one else could reach. "Y/N, Li-Rin" Hari calls the pair over as they look around the cafeteria. Y/N smiled feeling a sense of relief as she didn't see Hyunjin and his group of friends seated at the table. Walking over to where Hari was seated, Y/N smiled at the 3 other girls who gave her a friendly wave. "Y/N, Hyunjin finally let you off the leash?" Sol-i teases as Y/N sits beside her. Rolling her eyes Y/N chuckles softly "So I'm a dog now?" She raises her eyebrow. Hari giggles as she joins in on the teasing "I mean with the way you two cling to each other you'd think they're married" The girls laugh at the joke.

Y/N feigns disgust "You realize he's just my best friend right?"

"Is that why you guys made out at the party Friday?" Hari questions with her eyebrow raised and Y/N feels her heart drop into her stomach.

"What? What are you talking about?"

Hari rolls her eyes as she leans in closer "I saw you guys, completely sucking face right down the street from Felix's place" She giggles and Y/N's eyes widen as she begins to stammer in a panic "W-what? N-No. No, it wasn't--we weren't sucking face it was just a kiss." The girls gasped "So, it's true?" Li-Rin questions, an unfamiliar look on her expression. Y/N looks at her for a moment "Hyunjin was blackout and feeling clingy so he kissed me. But it was just a stupid kiss, that Hyunjin probably doesn't even remember so it doesn't matter." She argues trying to change the subject. "You guys should totally go out, you guys would be cute" Aera comments cheekily. Y/N groaned in response as she hid her face in her hands.

"Can I just die right now?"

"Why? Because you LOOOVVEE him?" Sol-i teases.

"No, because you guys are embarrassing" Y/N states as she softly throws a fry at her. "Don't get mad at me because you like him"

"N-No, I don't" Y/N lies, trying to keep her feelings private while she tries to work them out. However, She feels a real relationship could possibly work out with Hyunjin. She wouldn't want to ruin any chance she had by involving her caring and loving but nosy friends in the mix. Y/N felt herself grow anxious as Ji-Rin's face lights up at her refusal. "You don't?" Ji-Rin asks her eagerness for the same answer evident and Y/N complies. "N-Not like that. H-He was drunk so..."

"Good." Ji-Rin sighs placing her hand over her chest as if she's relieved. "So, what's everyone gonna do tonight wanna study at my place." She asks trying to change the subject, Hari's eyebrow raises and the other four's eyes meet each other as they feel an awkward tension settle over the group.

Before Hari speaks up "Nah, put that shit in reverse and park it. The fuck do you mean good?" She challenges. Ji-Rin gives her a puzzled look "What do you mean?" she questions with a confused pout her head tilting to the left side slightly.

"What I just said. What do you mean good? Do you like Hyunjin or something?" Hari asks with shock and a defensive tone. Ji-Rin smiles giddily as she covers her face with her hands. "Maybe~" Ji-Rin replies "Kinda..." Hari scoffs and crosses her arms over her chest as she goes to say something to her, Y/N kicks Hari under the table as she notices Hyunjin and his friends making their way over to their table. "But--" Hari tries to argue, and Y/N turns her head away from Hari "Not the time."

"This looks intense." Hyunjin's friend, Jisung comments as he raises his eyebrow in amusement. Y/N gives him a kind smile "No, Missy, why do you look so grumpy" Jisung questions as he ruffles her hair and sits beside her and the rest of the guys go to sit down. Hyunjin stands behind Jisung with his eyebrows furrowed as he stares between the pair, jealousy fills his stomach. "Hyunjin, there's a seat here" Li-Rin calls him gesturing for him to sit beside her, his mouth hung open for a moment wanting to protest but in the end, he slumped his shoulders and trudged over to the seat beside Li-Rin. He grumbles something under his breath toward her and she rubs his arm comfortingly as she whispers something to him and he nods with a sad pout.

An uncomfortable feeling fills Y/N's stomach as she stares at the pair, when did they get so close? Hyunjin said they had gotten along a little easier after Y/N had left her to watch him; but could things have gone further than a friendly understanding being built? Y/N tried to focus on the conversation Jisung had dragged her into but with Li-Rin's previous confession, Y/N could not drag her eyes off the pair. She felt betrayed, how could Li-rin do this to her? No matter how often Y/N denied it, there was a reason the girls always made jokes about her and Hyunjin being together. Li-Rin could see her closeness with Hyunjin, even if she didn't have feelings for him, liking Hyunjin would be crossing the line for any of her friends and they knew this.

Li-Rin was a newer addition to the group, Y/N had met her in her first year and they quickly hit it off. Y/N's longest female friend, Hari, always held a small dislike for Li-Rin. Sol-i and Aera held a neutral stance never showing her disdain but also never getting too close to her. Y/N was the one who trusted her wholeheartedly and accepted her.

how could she like Hyunjin?

Was she messing with her? She had to be. It had to be a joke. How could Y/N confess to him if her friend likes him? That would be so cruel to Li-Rin, no matter the line crossed Y/N wouldn't stand in her friend's happiness. Li-Rin didn't choose who to like, these things just happen. If anyone understood that it was Y/N, but why did it have to be now? Why couldn't it be last year? Long before Y/N really understood how she felt about him and she wouldn't feel like she's being a terrible person if she were to confess. Now that she knew Li-Rin liked Hyunjin, Y/N felt panicked as she watched the way he smiled at her while they talked. While he kept a small distance between himself and her, Y/N could see some form of a connection built between the pair. It left her unsettled as one question lingered on her mind.

Does Hyunjin like her too?

Y/N felt herself panicking during her cram school.

Hyunjin went to study with Li-Rin and Jisung. She felt herself growing nauseous at Li-Rin confessing before Y/N could talk to her about her expose at lunch. She watched the clock as the time continued to drag on. It felt like an eternity as she watched the clock a minute away from 10:30 pm.

As soon as her cram school ended, Y/N quickly made her way to the bus stop and pulls out her phone to text Li-Rin.

As she reads Li-Rins last message, Y/N feels her heart sink into her stomach and she drops her phone as if the device had burned her. Looking around in embarrassment hoping no one saw her, she quickly grabs her phone off the ground in front of her as the bus pulls up and she gets on. Walking toward the back of the bus she sits in a seat in the second to last row, leaning against the window her mind races,

What did she say?

Y/N read the message over and over again, hoping it would change. She felt bile rise in her throat as she contemplated what to reply. She wasn't sure what to do. How should she respond? What could she do? Was being a good friend saying yes? She wasn't sure if she even wanted to. How could she set the guy she likes up with anyone, let alone her friend? She felt tears prick her eyes as she struggled to find an answer as she felt someone tug on a strand of her hair.

Chalking it up to an accident Y/N stares out the window at the bright lights of the city. She almost loses herself in her emotions when she feels the person behind her tug on a strand of her hair again. Feeling irritation swell in her gut she turns around to cuss out the person. "The hell is your--Jungkook Oppa?" She questions her eyebrows scrunching together in confusion as the older male sat there with a mischievous smirk. "Finally you notice me. You know you're quite elusive" He comments with a chuckle. "I tried to say hi when you sat down but I don't think you heard or saw me"

"And you thought harassment was a good way to get my attention?"

"It's fun to annoy you. You look like crap though what's up?"

Y/N rolls her eyes at his comment "Cram school. Why do you always seem to piss me off every time I see you?" Jungkook shrugs as he shifts to sit next to her. "What's up though? Cram school sucks but it doesn't usually make you cry." He questions worriedly. Y/N crosses her arms over her chest and shrugs. "Nothing...Just stupid stuff I guess." She groans. Jungkook shakes his head "Every problem seems like the end of the world at your age but if you talk to someone older they usually seem small" He tries to convince her to open up as he bumps her shoulder with his.

Feeling her resolve crumble to dust, Y/N rambles "Ugh, It's nothing--just you remember my best friend?"

"Vividly"

"Well, my friend said she might like him and ever since the night of the party I've been freaking out because he kissed me and I liked it" She states as her speaking speeds up slightly "But I never used to like him like that before so I wouldn't have cared if my friend liked him before but now I do like him so I do care that my friend likes him" Jungkook stares at you blankly. "Jesus fuck I think you gave me a stroke trying to keep up with all of that" Jungkook jokes as he rubs his temples. "So what you're saying is you and your friend both like Hyunjin?"

"Yeah..."

"Okay? and why is that your problem?" Jungkook asks seriously raising his eyebrow. Y/N's eyebrows furrow in confusion "What do you mean? We both like the same guy, that's wrong..."

"Who told you that?" Jungkook questions with a puzzled look on his face. Y/N stares at him dumbfounded and he sighs "Look kid, there's nothing wrong with you both liking the same guy. It's how you both handle it that will determine if it's wrong to like him or not. Does she know you like him?" Y/N shakes her head "She asked me but I just figured out how I feel so I told her no, but it's cause I thought I would have time to figure out what to do"

"Then you can't be mad at her for anything. You lied so you should fix that first, then you should tell him how you feel and let him determine who he wants to be with before you girls go fighting each other." Jungkook advises.

"She asked me to help her go out with him....am I a bad friend if I don't do it?"

"You are if you lie to her about it" Jungkook shrugs as he sighs "To be 16 and only worry about stupid shit like this again" He states in a wishful tone. "You aren't that much older than me" Y/N comments. Jungkook lifts his hand placing his index finger over her lips as he closes his eyes "Shhhhh....I'm reminiscing"

"Well, Ahjussi, you said you went to Seoul national and lived on campus right?"

"Uh-huh, why?"

"Cause we're driving past it" Y/N points out the window and Jungkooks eyes snap open as he jumps up from his seat staring out the window before he pushes the button signaling a stop and it pulls to the side of the road when it can. Y/N stifles a laugh as she covers her mouth with the back of her hand. "You're embarrassing Oppa" she comments.

"Shut up! but remember what I said" Jungkook waves her off as he rushes off the bus.

Jungkook was right....

It was childish to expect for friends to not eventually like the same person one day. It's a normal obstacle while growing up and people can't control who they develop feelings for. Is what Y/N told herself, but for the past two days every time she saw Li-Rin and Hyunjin together; she wanted to put her head through a wall. It didn't help they were paired up for a project in their class and the time they had spent together doubled as Y/N's time with him dwindled more and more.

While she still occasionally was able to hang out with him in the mornings and at lunch, something felt different about their interactions. They were distant and withdrawn and it felt odd. Y/N wasn't used to not having her best friend cling to her. But for the past few days, she couldn't remember the last time Hyunjin had any physical contact with her. Y/N found herself drifting off into thought as she sat at a table in the library, Li-Rin asked her to study with her earlier in the day and Y/N felt the need to talk to her about her request.

Y/N struggled to find a way to bring it up. How do these types of things usually go? What was it Jungkook said again? She contemplated as her mind went a mile a minute. Honesty. start with honesty she sighs to herself.

"Li-Rin...." She gasps. And the girl perks up lifting her eyes from the textbook "What's up hun?" Li-Rin gives her an innocent expression as Y/N feels her heart sink into her ass. "Uh, S-so you remember what we talked about the other day?" Li-Rin gives her a confused look "What? Hyunjin?"

Y/N nods "Well i wasnt exactly honest with you guys"

Li-Rin shrugs "Kinda figured..."

Y/N looks at her lap in shame "I'm sorry but I don't feel comfortable setting you up with Hyunjin." Li-Rin's eyes widen in surprise "Woah! no it's fine, we already talked and are hanging out alone Friday and stuff" She confesses almost as if she is rambling. Y/N feels her heart stop "Oh? Y-You confessed?"

Li-Rin looks around, a look of panic on her features. "Uh--Y-Yeah...sort of..." She states as she nervously looks down at her textbook, mumbling something under her breath. Y/N's blood runs cold "O-Oh..." she stutters as she bites her lips hesitantly.

Li-Rin looks at her apologetically "Y/N..--Don't let this get in the way of our friendship okay?" Y/N cuts her off as she chokes back her sadness and gives her friend a reassuring smile. "You said you sort of confessed so, I'll take a step back and if he officially says yes to you then I will work on moving on." Li-Rin feels guilt eating away at her. "I'm so sorry, Y/N..."

"Don't be. If he says no to you, then I'm gonna confess...it won't be right after and I'll be there for you wholeheartedly, and you'll still feel complete support from me no matter what okay? But I do think that, if he says no to you, then I deserve to have a chance to see if something could work out between us.....because with our history I really think it can..." Y/N confesses. "So, I'm going to be a bad friend for this one time and this one time only, because you surprising me with your feelings like that wasn't fair, I hope things don't go as you planned and whatever you plan on doing a bird poops on your head while your confessing and he laughs"

Li-Rin gives her a bewildered expression "A-are you alright in the head? You want a bird to poop on me when I confess? What if I'm inside?" Li-rin questions teasingly.

"Then I hope you fall....wait no that's mean no I don't. umm" Y/N struggles to think of something bad enough that she could laugh at her friend but not too bad she could be hurt. "I hope you pee yourself" Y/N exclaims excitedly. "Shhh" The librarian whispers in her direction and Y/N hides her face in her textbook as Li-Rin stifles a laugh.

“You’re an idiot”

Y/N felt her face fall at Hyunjin's obvious anger toward her. It had been two weeks since Y/N and Li-Rin had talked. while Y/N wanted to support her two friends' budding relationship, she felt nauseous and annoyed whenever Li-Rin and Hyunjin appeared together. Why not me? She'd wonder Why couldn't it be me? She felt guilt rising in her stomach. She had been avoiding him for longer, something about this year had changed her. Y/N didn't understand, before the idea of not talking to Hyunjin would be painful but since she had spoken to Li-Rin; talking to him hurt the most.

How was she supposed to move on? How could she be with someone else when, to Y/N, no one else could compare?

She couldn't handle it, and in the nature of honesty, she had kept her feelings for him to herself. Though every day she felt herself struggling to refrain from just marching into his bedroom and confessing. A snap in front of her pulls her out of her thoughts. "Polynomials are frustrating but not that much, which means you're not paying attention so you owe me 5 bucks" Jungkook states sarcastically. Y/N's eyes widen "5 bucks?! We agreed on a dollar"

"You weren't paying attention for 5 minutes"

Y/N gives him a look of disbelief "You took my job! You should know I'm broke." she exclaims. Jungkook shakes his head as he wipes the counter, raising an eyebrow at her "I'm literally working, tutoring you, and reading your texts at the same time" Her mouth hangs open as she goes to argue and Jungkook places his finger in front of her lips. "Shhh. Thank you, Jungkook"

"For what? Being nosy?"

"Being smarter than you"

Y/N rolls her eyes as Jungkook gives her a knowing look. "Don't okay? Hyunjin and I aren't your business" Jungkook snorts as he tosses the rag over his shoulder. Leaning back against the prep line "From where I'm standing there is no Hyunjin and you." Y/N shakes her head as she lifts her math textbook. "Not what we're supposed to be focusing on" She states as she gives the book a gentle tap on the counter. "You got distracted first" Jungkook puts his hands up in surrender. Y/N sits there, staring up at him expectantly and Jungkook raises his eyebrow "What?" he asks crossing his arms.

"Come on out with it..."

"Out with what?"

Y/N gives him a look saying 'Are you serious' with a tilt of her head. "I can literally see you trying not to combust. Holding back from just giving me advice because you know you're too damn nosy" Jungkook scoffs holding his chest in offense. "First of all missy, I'll have you know that you should feel lucky I care enough about you to be nosy." he narrows his eyes. "Oh thank you, I'll appreciate all the gold produced from your touch...."Y/N mocks. She jumps in surprise as she feels a sharp sting on her forehead as Jungkook retracts his hand away from her face. "Did you just flick me?" She exclaims.

"Anyway, why are you here with me, studying math when you could be with the guy you're in love with?"

"Because you'd miss me too much" Y/N smiles and Jungkook rolls his eyes "As much as I appreciate your presence, soul-sibling, I've known you for like 4 months at best and even I know that's bullshit" Y/N groans and covers her face in her hands. "Ugh, I just don't want to see him all over Li-Rin." Jungkook shakes his head giving her a disapproving look "If it was gonna bother you this much then you shouldn't have told her you'd support her if she confessed"

"You act like I knew it would bother me this much!"

"Is that why you haven't clarified our actual relationship to him?" Jungkook raises his eyebrow. "I'll tell him..."Y/N trails. It was Jungkook's turn to give a look of 'Are you serious?' "When? When he and Li-Rin stop hanging out?" Jungkook quips and Y/N smirks "Exactly"

"Bullshit! You're a minor that shit aint happening with my name"

"I'm kidding, Jesus old man take a joke." Y/N scoffs as she closes up her textbooks. Jungkook gives her a stern look "Clarify it or stop coming around me" Y/N's mouth hangs open in disbelief and Jungkook shakes his head in response "Don't give me that look missy. You not clarifying that we only see each other in a sibling way, makes me seem like a pervert." Y/N furrows her eyebrows in frustration "Can't I just make him jealous a little bit? I never insinuated that we like each other"

"No. I'm a fucking adult, Y/N. That's petty kid shit and honestly, you're above it too. You told Li-Rin you'd support her so keep your word or go to her and tell her how you are feeling about it." Jungkook shuts down her suggestion firmly but his tone held a caring concern. "Why do you have to be so annoying?" Y/N scoffs. Jungkook's eyebrow raises "Because I'm right?"

"Yes..." Y/N grumbled as she rested her chin on her hand looking away from Jungkook. "Stop avoiding your best friend too. It's stupid and gonna hurt his feelings. You already hurt him and pissed him off. Do you want to do more damage?" Jungkook lectures and Y/N rolls her eyes. "You do know you're not my real brother, right?"

"Really? You harass me like you're my sister though?" Jungkook scoffs as he shrugs "I mean, it's nothing for me to turn the register back on and cash this out"

"Okay, raising the white flag...hurry up so you can bring me home" Y/N raises her hands in surrender as she gestures for him to mop the kitchen. Jungkook rolls his eyes and shakes his head grabbing the mop

"I should've called out..."

One second....All it takes is one second for a calm peaceful day to turn into a storm.

Y/N sat in Jungkook's passenger seat feeling her drowsiness kicking in as he drove onto her street. The radio was playing some random playlist from Jungkook's phone, but Y/N felt herself finally relaxing for the first time in a while. Her mind sat free of worries and stress as she stared out the window. She felt excited as Jungkook pulled into the driveway. "wow you weren't lying..." Jungkook quips as he parked the car. "You really run a share house with your parents?"

"They come to manage it but they live like 10 minutes away in the same town as Hyunjin's parents. I usually decide residents after background checks since I live here and right now it's just me and Hyunjin and one other guy that's like always at work but he cleans up after himself and doesn't bother anyone so"

Jungkook shrugs as he nods "Want another tenant?"

"And live with 3 guys? I'd rather you hit me with your car." Y/N retorts. As the pair hears a knock on the passenger window, Y/N jumps in surprise. She turns to see an upset-looking Hyunjin peering into the car and she opens the door slightly. "Jinnie?" She questions "What's up?"

"Who is he?" Hyunjin asks as he stares directly at Y/N accusingly and she raises her eyebrow in confusion. "I'm Jungkook, we act--Was I talking to you?" Hyunjin cuts him off and Jungkook snorts "We've gotta stop meeting like this Hyunjin." Hyunjin narrows his eyes at Jungkook as he raises his eyebrow at him "What's that supposed to mean?"

"I'm not fighting a child. I'll see you tomorrow, Y/N" Jungkook waves Hyunjin off as he holds out his fist for Y/N, who returns his fist bump and exits the car. Y/N stands there as Jungkook drives off and gives him a wave. Hearing a scoff from behind her she rolls her eyes and turns to her best friend. "Jinnie,--no. I'm pissed right now. like are you dumb or just oblivious?" He cuts her off and Y/N stares at him confused. "Hyunjin, what are you talking about?" A figure sitting on the stairs draws her attention, Li-Rin gives her a guilty smile and waves and Y/N looks back at Hyunjin even more confused. Why was Li-Rin here?

"Why are you spending so much time with that guy?" Hyunjin questions. "Like, can you not see that it's bothering me? How long do I have to sit there and just deal with this shit? What do I have to do to get you to look at me? Be your best friend? Support you in everything? kiss you? Oh wait, I've done every single one of those things, and still! still, I'm not enough for you? What is it going to fucking take, Y/N seriously" His voice growing more and more erratic as he stares at her with desperation on his features. Y/N feels her heart race at his rant, what does this mean?

"J-Jinnie...I didn't realize it was bothering you so much. but I don't know w-where this is coming from..." Y/N trails "You're more than enough for me. I don't understand?" Hyunjin groans in frustration "Can you seriously not tell I like you?" Y/N feels butterflies in her stomach her eyes widen and her cheeks turn a bright scarlet, but just as soon as she feels her excitement, guilt replaces it. Her eyes drift over to Li-Rin and she feels Hyunjin's hands encase her arms "Fuck Li-Rin..I'm talking to you!"

"Wow...Thanks dude" Li-Rin retorts sarcastically.

"You know what I mean!" Hyunjin snaps at her "Why are you still here?"

"Jisungie told me to be nosy" Li-Rin quips as she leans back on her hands. Y/N stares at them puzzled. As Hyunjin turns to her "Go home. It backfired and I'm not in the mood right now." Y/N furrows her eyebrows as her ears perk up. "What backfired?" She questioned as she stared at the pair. "Nothing...Li-Rin just agreed to help me and it didn't work" Hyunjin grits as he scowls at Li-Rin who scoffs "It was a stupid plan. How am I supposed to pretend to have a crush on you when I'm dating your friend?"

"Jisung did fine...." Hyunjin argued.

Y/N feels like a bucket of ice was poured over her head. Li-Rin pretended to have a crush on Hyunjin? To help him? Y/N couldn't help the feeling of betrayal that welled up in her chest. Tears burned in her eyes "Y-You guys made a plan?" She questioned in disbelief, her voice just above a whisper. Hyunjin looks at her with guilt in his eyes "I-It wasn't anything bad I promise you...I just wanted to know if you felt the same way" Y/N ignores him and stares at Li-Rin "Am I a joke to you?" taking a couple of steps so she is directly in front of Li-Rin and Hyunjin grasps Y/N's arm pulling her slightly back "Its not her fault..." Y/N shoves his hand off her as she steps back in front of Li-Rin and nods waiting for Li-Rin to answer.

"Of course, you're not a joke to me..."

"So you're expecting it correct?" Y/N asks and Li-Rin nods. Y/N brings her hand across Li-Rin's cheek harshly. "Y/N?!" Hyunjin exclaims in shock as he pulls her back from Li-Rin, who stands up and waves him off "Don't.....I deserved that" Hyunjin shakes his head "No, this is my fault I'm the one that asked for help" He argues to Y/N. Y/N looks away from him as she rolls her eyes "She's a big girl that can make her own decisions." Li-Rin nods as she pats Hyunjin on the shoulder. "See you tomorrow, Y/N" She waves as she walks down the street.

Hyunjin and Y/N stood there in silence for what felt like an eternity before anyone spoke. "Baby,--oh you thought you were pissed." Y/N cut him off and Hyunjin's body deflats. "You manipulated me..."

Hyunjin's eyes widen in a panic "N-No, it wasn't like that I swear" He stammers as he steps closer to her. His heart sinks as she takes a step back "Y/N..." She sighs at the dejected tone in his voice. "Jinnie, Just-just give me a second okay?" she states as she takes a deep calming breath. "Can I ask why you couldn't just talk to me?"

"You always think I'm joking or drunk or bored.." Hyunjin pouts. "How could I ask if you liked me like that? You always said I'm your best friend so I never thought you'd look at me like that" Y/N sighs as she rubs her hand over her face. "We're dumbasses....just straight-up fools I swear" She mutters, and Hyunjin raises his eyebrow in confusion "Huh?" "Nothing, we just both are stupid people who forget the other is our soulmate. Jinnie, of course, I like you that way, how could I not? You're literally everything I would want in a guy" She confesses as she goes to walk inside to bring the conversation out of the cold before it dawns on her "Hold on," She points as she turns back to Hyunjin with a quizzical look "You said I always think you're drunk or joking" a panicked expression flashes across Hyunjin's face.

"You were drunk that night right?"

"I--Well, you see what had happened was..." Hyunjin trails and Y/N's mouth hangs open as she closes the front door. "Nope, you stay in the cold until the conversation is over now. Hwang Hyunjin, I swear to god if you made me basically carry you home and you were almost completely sober I'm telling you now that I will disown you" Hyunjin shakes his head "Was tipsy at best I promise" He puts his hands up in surrender. "Wasn't as drunk as I made it seem 'cause I wanted to kiss you and you always let me when I'm drunk" Hyunjin explains cautiously. Y/N rolls her eyes at him "So you're manipulative? You realize that's a giant red flag right?"

Hyunjin nods "I'll be color blind if you do..."

"You already know, basically born that way" Y/N jokes with a shrug and Hyunjin rolls his eyes at her as he wraps his arms around her waist. "So, we are like, dating now right?" Hyunjin asks as he rests his chin on her shoulder. Y/N shrugs as she doesn't respond pretending to contemplate her answer. "Babyy~" Hyunjin whines as he begins placing soft pecks along her neck. "Don't torture me" Y/N shakes her head and turns around wrapping her arms around his neck "So don't ask a stupid question" She retorts as she scrunches her nose at him.

Hyunjin gives her a small chuckle before pressing his lips to hers engulfing her in a passionate kiss. Their lips danced together before Y/N pulled away "I knew you'd be a better kisser sober..." She joked

"Shut up...."

taglist: @yangbbokari @lovesunshinefelix @tr-mha-fan @threeopossumsinacoat

[sparklingchan]

The way I love you || Lee Minho (Stray Kids)

Pairing: Reader(fem.) X Lee Know

Word count : 4k+

Warnings : Sexual implications, making out, prostitution, mentions of alcohol, mentions of death, cuss words.

Genre : Romance, angst, royal AU, suggestive.

Description: He was a prince, bound by his duty. She was a harlot, longing for someone to love her truly. In stolen moments beneath the moonlit city, they dared to dream of a love meant to be.

A/N : HELLO MY TUMBLR FAM! I'm back again with the Royal fics haha. And this time it's my boi Lino<3 I hope y’all like this! It's one of my favorites!

And as I promised, I'll make a masterlist for all the Royal fics. Here is the link. Do check out the other fics in this series(the stories are not interrelated)!

Minho hates coming to the main market; he hates the sticky workers bumping into him, he hates the smell of burnt meat, he hates the sound of noisy instruments people play in the name of music.

The only things he does like about the market is the wine, and you.

"Here for y/n again, my Prince?" One of the courtesans-Taylor- asks him just as he enters the tavern. She wears the brightest of lipsticks and smells like jasmine.

"I'm here for the wine." He says, which is only half a lie.

"As you say, my prince," Taylor giggles, "Your y/n is on the third floor as always. She hasn't had any customers today."

He walks the flight of stairs without breaking sweat and knocks on your door, excitement bubbling inside him.

The door opens and he catches a whiff of your rose scented perfume.

"Well, hello there," you smile at him, "Long time, huh?"

He chuckles, "It's only been three days, y/n."

You pull him inside by his collar, shut the door behind him and immediately draw your mouth to his.

You'd missed him, clearly.

In your dark lit bedroom, many men entered everyday for the purpose of their pleasure. But Minho was the only who entered this room everyday only to please you.

"Excited, aren't we?" He asks you when you push him onto the bed and climb over him, "I missed you, y/n."

You kiss him again; this time with more force, more passion and a lot more tongue. He reciprocates your action with equal enthusiasm.

As the night grows colder and darker, you find yourself cuddling with the man under your quilt. The love bites on both of your bodies barely visible under the light of a single candle.

"I wonder what magic keeps me coming back for more everyday. " Minho says softly, his fingers playing with your hair.

"Oh, does the 'Perfect Prince' not want to be seen in a whore's bed? Does it embarrass him?" You ask, playfully.

His mouth twists into a smirk, "Never. Not even in a thousand years."

He kisses you again and again and again until the last candle dies out and the quilt finds its place in some corner of the floor.

*

"Taylor, it's too early to be bothering me with customers!" You yell first thing in the morning, still sleepy and still cold from the absence of Minho's body against you.

"Y/n, it's not a customer. I need to talk to you." She yells back, "Open the door."

Groaning, you push yourself towards the door.

"What is it?"

Her face lacks the usual cheerfulness. She looks grim. Sad, almost.

"Minho didn't wanna wake you up," she pulls an envelope from her pocket, "He asked me to give you this."

"Okay. I'll read it later." You mutter. It's not unusual for Minho to deliver love letters for you sometimes. What's so special about this one?

"Y/n, read it." Taylor says, "Now."

There's an underlying urgency in her words that she tries to mask but doesn't escape your notice.

You walk back to your bed and open the letter.

Hi, y/n.

This is probably the last time that I'm writing to you. I feel sick even just at the thought of being without you but I have to do my princely duties now.

I'm getting married to Princess Sophie soon. My father commands it.

Y/n, I hope you can find it in yourself to forgive me someday. I really meant it when I said I loved you.

Minho.

Inside the half empty envelope are a few coins of gold.

He paid you. For sleeping with him. For the first time ever.

It's as if the air is forced out of your lungs. You find it hard to breathe, hard to keep your eyes open, hard to even comprehend Taylor's questions.

You're not even in that room anymore.

You are by the river at midnight, with Minho. He'd set up a fire and covered the both of you with a quilt while he sung a soft melody.

You are in the rain, shouting profanities at each other. That was the day when he first told you he loved you.

You are at the tavern's terrace, kissing him for the first time.

You are at the Royal Palace. That's the day he first sees you, bold and loud, not afraid to say 'no' to sleeping with his monstrous father.

You are at the main market, buying a new pair of earrings when an injured Prince shows up at the shop. That's when you first see him.

You only had one regret at present.

You never got to tell him how much you loved him.

*

"Y/n, I know you're grieving but you cannot refuse customers anymore. You know this is what brings food to your table!" Taylor wraps a shawl around your half naked frame, "You always knew Minho could not just leave the palace and come live with you in this brothel, didn't you?"

You'd had another episode today; screaming and punching a customer while he tried to take your clothes off.

That's three days in a row.

If Taylor hadn't been there, the boss would have killed you with his own bare hands.

"I know," you say, "But I just...can't. I cannot bring myself to accept the fact that he burnt down the past year to the worth of a few coins. I have no lust for gold. I have no desire for a family, especially when my own father sold me here. I only loved him and now, he's fucking gone."

Taylor rubs your shoulders gently.

"Y/n, I know. But you have to get yourself together or you will only hurt yourself." She replies, "For all I know, he could be already married now. Sticking his fucking tongue in Sophie's mouth."

You look up at her.

"What do you mean? His wedding is today?" You ask.

She nods, "The city has been decorated like never before."

You force yourself out of her embrace and rush towards your cupboard.

"What are you doing, y/n?" Taylor asks.

"Going to crash a royal wedding."

*

Minho has developed a habit of looking for your eyes everywhere he goes. It's not a good one, but he can't seem to get rid of this habit.

And on his wedding day, as he stands at the alter, holding his fiancé's hand while the priest talks about loving, cherishing and honoring Princess Sophie for life, he cannot stop himself from looking for you in the sea of people.

Rich and powerful people from all over the world are present in the hall but somewhere in between these people, he sees a glimpse of someone he knows. Too well, in fact.

"Y/n?" He whispers to himself, heart pounding against his chest.

"Minho, are you alright? Your hands are getting sweaty." Sophie whispers but he just shrugs, his eyes glued to you.

As were yours, to his.

You didn't think he'd notice you amongst the velvet clad aristocrats but he did. And you wish he hadn't.

The bride and groom exchange wine glasses and have a sip from it.

"If anyone has any objections to this holy matrimony, speak now. Or hold your peace forever." The priest announces and the room goes quiet.

Of course no one would object to this wedding.

No one except you.

Minho sees a single hand raised among the crowd.

"Yes, miss?" The priest says.

"How could the prince marry another woman when his child grows inside me? What about the seed that he left behind? If I choose to give birth to this child, will it be your successor, my prince?"

Minho feels the blood drain from his face.

"You! How dare you?" Minho screams at you, his heart breaking into a million pieces. He would never speak to you in this way, but he has to. To protect you from this mess you'd created, he must be harsh.

He is the prince and he will be safe but you, they wouldn't spare you.

"How dare you?" You yell back, eyes bloodshot, "Do you think a few coins could make up for what you did to me?"

"Quiet! You whore! Dare you to disrupt a royal wedding with false accusations?" The king-Minho's father finally speaks. "Guards! Take her to the guillotine and bedhead her!"

"Father, no! I will deal with this in my own way." Minho says, almost losing his calm. "Guards, take the woman to the dungeons."

Your tears roll down your cheeks and you quickly rub them off with your hand as the guards take you down to the dungeons. You're sure he's gonna get you killed.

You take one last glance at the man you love and smile at him.

So long, Minho.

*

The wedding is called off and Princess Sophie storms out of the wedding hall along with her father. Of course, Minho's father was furious.

"I will kill her. I will kill her with my bare hands!" The king slams his fist against the table, "She ruined everything! Everything!"

"Father, please calm down." Hyunjin-Minho's younger brother says. "We have to think of a way to make up with Princess Sophie and her family."

"He's right. Being angry won't solve our problem." Minho says, twirling the wine in his glass, a playful smile on his face.

The king glares at his eldest son, walks toward him and smashes the glass from his hands.

"How dare you sit in my room, relaxed as ever, while you've fucked up so bad?" He yells, " You slept with a common whore, impregnated her and I have to suffer for it?"

Minho wants to defend himself but he knows it's of no use when the king raises his fist in the air and punches right at Minho's nose.

Minho smells the blood before he sees it.

Hyunjin tries to stop the king and mouths at Minho, leave now.

Minho does as he is told.

That night, as he cleans the blood from his face, he finally let's himself relax a little.

Today was a blunder, a total disaster but at least he didn't have to marry some other woman. He couldn't imagine life with a woman he didn't love. He considered himself a coward for not fighting for you enough, which is why you were in prison. Nevertheless, he swears to himself that he will save you from this mess. It didn't matter what he had to do, he would make sure you're out of prison by tomorrow.

"You're a reckless idiot, y/n." He mutters to himself, "But you're my reckless idiot."

*

You've never seen Taylor look this sad before. Her eyes are bloodshot and the tip of her nose shines red.

"I told you," she says to you, handing you some food, "I told you not to do this. Now look what they've done! Minho has you locked up and you can be sentenced to death any minute!"

"Well, it was worth a shot, really." You say to her.

Taylor snickers at your words, "Also, are you really pregnant or did you make it up to get his attention?"

You chuckle, "Of course I'm not pregnant. I just thought it would add a bit spice to the drama."

"Fine. Whatever. Just do not die on me, y/n. I swear. You're my.." Taylor sucks in a deep breath, "You're my only family. Please."

You blink your tears away before Taylor even notices. You take a spoonful of the porridge she made and stuff it in your mouth so you'd forget about her words. You're too weak for this right now.

"Y/n, just promise me-" Taylor is interrupted by the prison guard.

"Prince Minho is here to see you."

Even the porridge in your mouth does not stop your heart from aching and your eyes from tearing up.

Why is he here?

"Your majesty." Taylor greets him with the basic courtesy. You, on the other hand are looking at everything but him.

"Taylor, may I have a word with y/n alone? My guards here will take you up to my room. I have something important to discuss with you as well."

Taylor nods with a word and follows his guard.

Now it's just you and him. In a jail cell. While your heart breaks knowing he will serve you with capital punishment.

Is it the heavens punishing a common whore like yourself for loving the prince?

Perhaps.

"Y/n, are you okay?" Minho says in a soft whisper. His voice is filled with concern but you cannot look at him. Absolutely not.

If you even as much glance at those eyes you'd fallen in love with, you know you might lose all your will power.

"Fine." You reply sternly, "What do you want?"

Minho sucks in a deep breath, "I wish I had more time to explain but it'll all make sense some day, okay? For now, just trust me."

He offers you a vial of clear liquid.

"It's not anything bad, I swear. Just trust me, please. " He puts it on your palm.

His touch sends shivers down your spine.

And just like that, he turns around and walks away.

You stare at the vile in your hands and for a split second, you wonder if he'd handed you some type of poison. You wish he did.

And when you open the vial and gulp down that bitter liquid, you pray to the gods that you never wake up again because that's when your body hits the ground.

*

Hyunjin is anxious from the moment he wakes up in the morning.

He's anxious while he has breakfast, he's anxious while he avoids the eyes of palace officials to sneak into the old quarters of his mother.

He's especially anxious when he sees you lying on the bed, lips pale and stiff.

"I hope this works for God's sake." He pulls out a vial of purple liquid from his pocket and carefully, pours it into your mouth.

He curses Minho for handing him with the scariest possible task ever.

And as he paces the room, waiting for the antidote to work, he prays to every God, every spirit, every deity he's ever heard of.

Within a few minutes, much to his relief, your eyes open.

You look at Hyunjin alarmingly.

"You..You're his brother." You say, almost as if accusing him of a crime, "Aren't you?"

"Yes, I'm Hyunjin." He seats at the foot of the bed, "How are you feeling?"

"Fine. But my head hurts real bad." You reply, "Where's Minho? That bastard gave me a bitter drink and disappeared!"

Hyunjin notices your hopeful gaze go from the ceiling of the room to his face and then to his outfit. The mourning outfit.

"Why are you in mourning? And why are you wearing that badge with a dove on it?" Your voice is alarmed and you immediately sit up.

You remember Minho had once told you that the dove badge worn by the Royal family implies a death of a member of the Royal bloodline.

"Is Minho okay?" Your words are almost a whisper.

"Well, y/n, it's a little complicated, I will be honest but if you come with me now and trust me on this-"

"Why the fuck does every keep on asking me to trust them? What is going on? Either let me die in peace or let me leave this palace! I cannot take this anymore. And, for the love of God, would you tell me if Minho is okay or not?"

"He's alive." Hyunjin sighs, " Everyone thinks he committed suicide last night. The city is mourning the death of their crown prince. "

You're confused, "But he's alive, right?"

Hyunjin manages a smile, "Yes, he's alive. He staged his death and is waiting for you by the river bank. "

You jump out of the bed at once, heart pounding against your chest.

"Take me to him, please."

*

The river bank is the most beautiful place in the city, filled with shops and tourists and traders and singers and life. It's beautiful. Unlike your room in the brothel, which was as lifeless as anything could get.

The only one who made that room lively was Minho.

Minho who taught you to play cards, Minho who once beat up a customer because he was harassing you, Minho who promised he'd give anything to get you out of that hell hole.

Minho who loved you.

Now, Minho stands by a boat, wearing a straw hat and gripping his sword tightly. Taylor stands beside him, a brown package in her hands.

And when Minho's eyes meet yours, you run to him as if he'd run away if you didn't, disappear into thin air, leaving you alone in that cold dark room once again.

And oh! Minho is so warm as he wraps you in his embrace. He's warm like the sun on the coldest winter morning, warm like a cup of tea, warm like a freshly baked cookie. He's warm and he's yours.

"What..what is going on?" You sob into his embrace, "Please, will you stay with me? Minho, please?"

Minho is crying too, which is surprising because you've never seen him cry. Upset maybe , but crying never.

Yet here he is crying like a newborn baby, crying because a part of him knows he's managed to save you somehow.

"I'm not leaving okay?" He says, still crying, caressing your cheeks, "We're gonna go far from this city. We're never coming back okay?"

You can only nod as Taylor gently pats your head.

"This is a farewell gift. From me." She smiles at you, handing you the package, "It's a wedding dress that I made. I hope you can wear it when the day comes."

And you're crying again. But this time, you're crying into Taylor's embrace. It's hard leaving behind someone who loved you like a sister.

"We'll write to you. We promise. As soon as we find a proper place to stay, we will write to you both. " Minho says, to Taylor and to his brother.

"Sorry for burdening you with this country. " Minho whispers when Hyunjin hugs him, "I hope you forgive me someday."

"Bullshit. Really, I've always wanted to kill you and get this crown for myself. You only made my job easier." Hyunjin jokes, patting Minho's back.

Minho chuckles. The boatman catches his eye and points to the sun.

"We should get going now, y/n. They'll be holding a prayer in the afternoon and we cannot risk anyone seeing us before we leave."

You nod, kissing Taylor's head softly, holding her gift close to your chest.

"Do visit us sometime." You say to both of them and they nod in unison.

Minho helps you on the boat and hands a few coins to the boatman.

The soft current of the river pushes your boat farther away from the shore, Taylor and Hyunjin wave goodbye to you. You feel horrible leaving behind the city of your birth. You feel empty and cold.

But Minho wraps his arms around you and the coldness vanishes. Minho is warm, and from now on, he's only yours.

*

4 years later.

"Your baby is fucking killing me, Minho." You groan as you get up from the sofa in your bakery.

You'd been sitting and munching on cookies for way too long perhaps.

"Hey, don't curse in front of the baby." He hushes you, caressing your bump. You feel the baby kick again.

You both laugh.

"Come on." He takes you by the hand and drags you to the sofa once again, ignoring all your protests.

Ever since you'd entered the seventh month of your pregnancy, Minho refused to let you do any work. And by any, you meant any work that involved physical activity.

In the mornings, he forced you to watch him sweep the floors whilst you made him breakfast. In the afternoons, he forced you to sit at the cash counter of your bakery and watch him bake stuff tirelessly while you interacted with the customers.

In the evening, he gives you snacks while he cleans up the bakery for tomorrow.

In the night, he holds you close while he whispers sweet nothings into your ears.

It was a routine but you'd come to love this routine.

You wouldn't trade it for the world.

"What are you thinking?" He pulls you closer and plants a kiss on your lips.

"Just something. " You reply, embarrassed.

"Tell me, love. What is it?"

And how could you ever say 'no' to him if he used that tone on you?

"Well, I was thinking," you mindlessly fiddle with his fingers, "Do you ever regret giving up the throne for me? I mean, you're royalty. And here you are washing dishes and baking cookies every day. You could have lived a lavish life, you know."

You sound sad, guilty even.

Minho chuckles at you. But doesn't say anything.

Instead, he pulls your face closer and kisses you. Passionately. Softly. Lovingly.

When he pulls away, you feel breathless.

"Does that answer your question?" His sincere eyes look into yours, his hands on your belly, "I wouldn't trade this for the world."

You pull him back in for a kiss because that's all you'd ever wanted to hear.

And because Minho is warm and he smells like cookies and he's yours.

[bamnamuu]

chapstick kisses

w.count 435 | warnings use of pet names like ‘baby’ (if you find more lmk!) | pairing hwang hyunjin x fem reader | em’s note i love hyunjin, not well written or well proof read lawl |

“i gotta leave baby, but i’ll be back later” hyunjin said giving you a kiss on the forehead, before walking to the front door. you sitting in the couch deciding you want to give him just one more kiss, so you grab your chapstick that just so happens to be tinted red and apply it genuorisly onto your lips, “wait hyunje just one more!” you begged getting up off the couch and move towards him, he can’t resist you, let alone your kisses. “ok fine just one more, i don’t want to be late to practice again” he says pulling you up by your waist so you two are face to face, “if you cared so much about being late you would have left the house already.” you say in a i gotcha tone making hyunjin let out a soft chuckle. “i love you so much, it’s painful, my heart actually hurts!” hyunjin brings his hands up to clench at his heart like he’s been shot by a love arrow. “shut up and kiss me, you big love sick idiot!” with your command he brings his hands up to your face and give you a big smooch right on the lips, then followed by several smaller pecks till you practically have to rip him off of you and push him out the door, “Minho is gonna be soooooo mad at you!” you say wiggling your eyebrows at your boyfriend. “ i’ll tell him i can’t come in, i came down with a bad case of ‘i’m sooo super in love with my girlfriend and i need to kiss her till my next life’ i think he would understand” he said moving his hands around you and then to show you off to no one. “leave please i’ll be right here when you come back! i won’t move a single inch.” you say not moving from your position in his arms. “fine i guess i’ll go” sad hyunjin is always your least favourite hyunjin so you do as you planned, resting your hands on each side of his face you gently tug him down to your level and plant a chapstick kiss right on his cheek. After many goodbyes and i loves you, hyunjin finally left your house. not even ten minutes later you get a text from him, rolling your eyes at his ensesnt need to pamper you with love, you open up the message to a picture of hyunjins face with your chapstick mark still on his cheek.

“ i can’t be mad at it”

“it’s actually really cute, your lips are a work of art baby!”

[skz-streamer]

His Eyes

Simptober Romance Tropes M-list

Pairing: Hyunjin (skz) x fem!reader

Genre: Fluff

Notes: WTH THIS IS SO LONG IM SORRY

-please read responsibly, and remember that this work is fiction and meant strictly for imaginative fun. the idols used in fics are more accurately face claims and personality outlines for imaginary characters, and should not be interpreted as factual representations of existing people

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You first saw him in one of your passing periods in high school

he was just so pretty you almost fainted

his black hair and beautiful boba eyes, he was literally perfect

you were in love, you knew it.

but there was no way you would approach him, so he just stayed as the "love at first sight dude" whenever u mentioned him to your friends

somehow you never saw him again, not even in the year book or the hallway, classes, nothing.

Obvi you moved on from your little high school crush by the time you got to college

you were single but content, you didn't really need anyone.

As you went on in your college life you decided to get into a little modeling, it wouldn't hurt

You felt like it was good to have a little fun, and you were absolutely stunning in your eyes so why nottttt

You needed to work on a portfolio first tho, you searched up some photographers to help you out

"Hwang Hyunjin- 5star ratings" Yup this was ur dude

there wasn't a profile picture of him but all his previous customers said he was a pleasure to work with

You contacted this Hyunjin dude and to ur surprise he emailed you back pretty quickly

You both decided to meet at a small cafe, just to get to know each other a bit

You wanted to look good, but nothing to fancy

you ended up wearing a cute miniskirt along with a oversized sweater

this would work

you meet at the spot and scanned the room, you didn't know what he looked like so it was hard but sooner or later you assumed "Hyunjin" was walking through the door because he had a camera

you waved out calling his name

he turned to you, gosh he was so handsome

or rather pretty, yeah he was so pretty

in fact he looked a little familiar

you felt yourself getting lost in his beautiful eyes

he seemed to stare at you for moment too, almost confused

well not confused but in love was what Hyunjin was feeling

of course he recognized you

you were the cute girl in the hallway that one day, it was such a long time ago but he remembered, how could he forget?

he sat down across from you and formally introduced himself

gosh you felt like you were gonna faint if you looked at him any longer

when the waiter came, he turned to the side exposing a little mole under his eye

That's where you had seen him!!! Highschool!! he was the

You first saw him in one of your passing periods in high school

he was just so pretty you almost fainted

his black hair and beautiful boba eyes, he was literally perfect

you were in love, you knew it.

but there was no way you would approach him, so he just stayed as the "love at first sight dude" whenever u mentioned him to your friends

somehow you never saw him again, not even in the year book or the hallway, classes, nothing.

Obvi you moved on from your little high school crush by the time you got to college

you were single but content, you didn't really need anyone.

As you went on in your college life you decided to get into a little modeling, it wouldn't hurt

You felt like it was good to have a little fun, and you were absolutely stunning in your eyes so why nottttt

You needed to work on a portfolio first tho, you searched up some photographers to help you out

"Hwang Hyunjin- 5star ratings" Yup this was ur dude

there wasn't a profile picture of him but all his previous customers said he was a pleasure to work with

You contacted this Hyunjin dude and to ur surprise he emailed you back pretty quickly

You both decided to meet at a small cafe, just to get to know each other a bit

You wanted to look good, but nothing to fancy

you ended up wearing a cute miniskirt along with a oversized sweater

this would work

you meet at the spot and scanned the room, you didn't know what he looked like so it was hard but sooner or later you assumed "Hyunjin" was walking through the door because he had a camera

you waved out calling his name

he turned to you, gosh he was so handsome

or rather pretty, yeah he was so pretty

in fact he looked a little familiar

you felt yourself getting lost in his beautiful eyes

he seemed to stare at you for moment too, almost confused

well not confused but in love was what Hyunjin was feeling

of course he recognized you

you were the cute girl in the hallway that one day, it was such a long time ago but he remembered, how could he forget?

he sat down across from you and formally introduced himself

gosh you felt like you were gonna faint if you looked at him any longer

when the waiter came, he turned to the side exposing a little mole under his eye

That's where you had seen him!!! Highschool!! he was the

You first saw him in one of your passing periods in high school

he was just so pretty you almost fainted

his black hair and beautiful boba eyes, he was literally perfect

you were in love, you knew it.

but there was no way you would approach him, so he just stayed as the "love at first sight dude" whenever u mentioned him to your friends

somehow you never saw him again, not even in the year book or the hallway, classes, nothing.

Obvi you moved on from your little high school crush by the time you got to college

you were single but content, you didn't really need anyone.

As you went on in your college life you decided to get into a little modeling, it wouldn't hurt

You felt like it was good to have a little fun, and you were absolutely stunning in your eyes so why nottttt

You needed to work on a portfolio first tho, you searched up some photographers to help you out

"Hwang Hyunjin- 5star ratings" Yup this was ur dude

there wasn't a profile picture of him but all his previous customers said he was a pleasure to work with

You contacted this Hyunjin dude and to ur surprise he emailed you back pretty quickly

You both decided to meet at a small cafe, just to get to know each other a bit

You wanted to look good, but nothing to fancy

you ended up wearing a cute miniskirt along with a oversized sweater

this would work

you meet at the spot and scanned the room, you didn't know what he looked like so it was hard but sooner or later you assumed "Hyunjin" was walking through the door because he had a camera

you waved out calling his name

he turned to you, gosh he was so handsome

or rather pretty, yeah he was so pretty

in fact he looked a little familiar

you felt yourself getting lost in his beautiful eyes

he seemed to stare at you for moment too, almost confused

well not confused but in love was what Hyunjin was feeling

of course he recognized you

you were the cute girl in the hallway that one day, it was such a long time ago but he remembered, how could he forget?

he sat down across from you and formally introduced himself

gosh you felt like you were gonna faint if you looked at him any longer

when the waiter came, he turned to the side exposing a little mole under his eye

That's where you had seen him!!! Highschool!! he was the

You first saw him in one of your passing periods in high school

he was just so pretty you almost fainted

his black hair and beautiful boba eyes, he was literally perfect

you were in love, you knew it.

but there was no way you would approach him, so he just stayed as the "love at first sight dude" whenever u mentioned him to your friends

somehow you never saw him again, not even in the year book or the hallway, classes, nothing.

Obvi you moved on from your little high school crush by the time you got to college

you were single but content, you didn't really need anyone.

As you went on in your college life you decided to get into a little modeling, it wouldn't hurt

You felt like it was good to have a little fun, and you were absolutely stunning in your eyes so why nottttt

You needed to work on a portfolio first tho, you searched up some photographers to help you out

"Hwang Hyunjin- 5star ratings" Yup this was ur dude

there wasn't a profile picture of him but all his previous customers said he was a pleasure to work with

You contacted this Hyunjin dude and to ur surprise he emailed you back pretty quickly

You both decided to meet at a small cafe, just to get to know each other a bit

You wanted to look good, but nothing to fancy

you ended up wearing a cute miniskirt along with a oversized sweater

this would work

you meet at the spot and scanned the room, you didn't know what he looked like so it was hard but sooner or later you assumed "Hyunjin" was walking through the door because he had a camera

you waved out calling his name

he turned to you, gosh he was so handsome

or rather pretty, yeah he was so pretty

in fact he looked a little familiar

you felt yourself getting lost in his beautiful eyes

he seemed to stare at you for moment too, almost confused

well not confused but in love was what Hyunjin was feeling

of course he recognized you

you were the cute girl in the hallway that one day, it was such a long time ago but he remembered, how could he forget?

he sat down across from you and formally introduced himself

gosh you felt like you were gonna faint if you looked at him any longer

when the waiter came, he turned to the side exposing a little mole under his eye

That's where you had seen him!!! Highschool!! he was the "love at first sight dude"

the both of you talked over coffee and decided that you would work together, he was sweet

-----

by the time your first shoot with him came it went really smoothly

he suggested poses and you happily followed

and you were happy w the results!

he suggested doing a few more shoots just incase you changed your mind about this one

Soon you reached you third shoot with him, your last one

yo knew there was some kind of chemistry between the two of you but you didn't know how to dress it

you didn't want to loose him again.

you ended up asking if he wanted to grout for a drink after you were done, he gladly agreed

Hyunjin too did not want your relationship to end, he liked you, like a lot.

something about the way you looked at him like you were in some kind of daze, he loved it

the two of you headed over to the bar and sat at the counter

he bought you and himself a few drinks throughout the course of 2ish hours

you didn't really know anymore

you could spend an eternity just looking at him, studying his features

time didn't matter

meanwhile Hyunjin felt like he was gonna melt under your gaze, your pretty doe eyes looking up at him, he could just stare into your eyes for an eternity

a loud chair snapped him out of his thoughts

someone had sat next to you, not just "someone"

he knew this guy, Hyunjin had often come to this bar an the knew most of the guys who came

this man was definitely a creep typa dude

Hyunjin had seen how he flirted with the other ladies at the bar

Hyunjin pulled his chair closer to you wrapping his arm around your shoulder, hoping that the guy would leave the two of you alone

you, who had been staring at Hyunjin for the past whatever amount of time didn't even notice the guy behind you

so you were kinda taken aback when Hyunjin came closer to you, a hot flush came over you

thank god the lighting in this bar was dim, you would've looked like. tomato otherwise

you felt someone tap your shoulder, not Hyunjin. someone else

you turned your head facing the new man

"can I buy you a drink pretty?" you held back an insult, "no im good thanks tho" you tried to be polite.

Hyunjin on the other hand did NOT like that

he just turned you body to face him while telling you to just ignore that dude, that he's kinda like that

you rolled your eyes agreeing about the creep and thanked him for looking out for you, it was sweet

oh gosh there you go again with the- "you sure pretty?"

you turned around to face the guy, gosh he just wouldn't stop. what a creep.

you turned him down once again, and again , anddd agian

as he kept pestering you you just tried to ignore it

Hyunjin suggested going to another place but you said it was fine

that guy would probably leave soon you thought

"ow!" you yelped "dude what's your problem?" you stared at the creep next to you

You detached your arm from the grip of his hand "what is a pretty girl like you doing all alone in a bar like this?"

"she's not alone" Hyunjin interrupted

"ohh really? your just friends. I know you are, leaving her all to me"

"Idk what you're talking about man, we've been dating for the past few months now" Hyunjin was trying to come up with excuses

you on the other hand hated this, you wish you could just slap the man and go away w Hyunjin

but instead Hyunjin interrupted your thoughts by grabbing your wrist and placing it on his chest

He bent down, whispering into your ear, "just play along"

Gosh at this point forget about tomatoes you were a burning fire

the guy next to you kept on blabbering about the two of you, and just as you were about to turn to him Hyunjin took your chin and brought your face close to his

You swear there was only an inch between the two of your lips

he looked into your eyes almost asking for permission and you blinked in response, signaling to him that it was okay

As he leaned in for a kiss you felt like the whole world was in your favor, this was really happening, REALLY.

and that was it. just a peck. it was like a second. that was it.

you snapped out of your one second haze and saw the creep leaving the counter grumbling about a lost opportunity

Looking back at Hyunjin he was trying to avoid eye contact, he was nervous how cute :)

you called his name and he jumped a little

"sorry, I just wanted the guy to leav-"

"its okay" you replied "I kinda liked it"

Hyunjin looked at you, there were those eye again, that beautiful look of yours

the two of you leaned in again meeting in another kiss

not a peck, but a kiss. a real kiss

maybe you really had fallen for him. well of course you had. you were literally kissing him right now

but maybe it was love, true love, and you just couldn't wait to tell him

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Stranger's Hearts

Summary: Working at a restaurant as a waitress, you are bound to have cute customers every now and then, right? But so far, none has properly caught your eye before. Until recently...

Theme: waitress au, strangers to lovers

Genre: pure fluff

Warnings: mentions of alcohol

WC: 3.1k

Pairing: Hwang Hyunjin x Fem!Reader

a/n: Hello! I haven't been active due to many reasons but I'm back to share a new writing with you! Enjoy 🩵

It was a Saturday afternoon, you are working a full shift today to earn money for a lot of commitments. Like your rent, power bills, phone bills, water bills, groceries, school fees, etc. Being a university student isn’t easy but you aren't gonna give up just yet. Which is why you work a full shift on weekends to earn extra than what you get every other day due to working short hours after school. After serving the food orders to a table with a family of four, they thanked you for your good service before you left to continue with your work.

You went to the back room to take a short breath from running around for the past few hours. A fellow colleague of yours who is the senior waiter and team lead, Hyungwon, was just informing the chefs the new orders before clipping the paper to the string for the chefs to refer.

“Tired already?” Hyungwon teased you as he walked up to you with a smile on his face. Yes he’s your senior, but somehow, he’s very close to you and treats you with so much care as though you were his little sister. He is in fact 4 years older than you so that explains a lot.

“One of the tables is occupied by a group of girls who seem like they’re the kind to complain about the pasta being fusilli and not linguine…” You said with a huff, only for him to laugh.

“Still… They’re customers so all we can do is give them what they want.” Hyungwon said, giving you a soft pat to your shoulder before he left the kitchen. You didn’t wanna get caught slacking by your boss so you got up and left the kitchen to continue doing your job. You went over to a table near the window where a couple was sitting, so you could take their orders.

“Is there anything else?” You asked.

“No, thank you.” The woman said with a kind smile in which you happily returned.

“Alright then. Your order will be served soon.” You said as you turned to head back to the kitchen. Unfortunately, you turned a little too soon because it caused you to accidentally crash into someone who was walking past your back.

“Oh my gosh. I’m so sorry!” You said as the handsome guy simply smiled and shook his head.

“No worries. Are you okay?” He asked so you nodded. He then held out his hand, gesturing you to walk so you did. That’s when you heard a voice calling for the person standing behind you.

“Chan hyung!” The male with full cheeks waved in your direction as you glanced past your shoulder to find the guy you bumped into, giving a thumbs up. This slipped your mind as you went into the kitchen and delivered the order to the chefs. A few minutes ticked by and you were currently serving drinks to a table near the front entrance. When you turned back to head to the kitchen, you saw the guy from earlier raising his hand up in hopes that one of your friends would see him.

Lucky for him, you saw his hand raised. Hence, why you were now making your way to their table. As you got closer, you felt a little nervous seeing that their table is filled with 8 very good looking guys who look to be around your age. You tried to keep your professionalism in and smiled when you arrived at their table.

“Hello, are you ready to order?” You asked and the same guy from earlier smiled at you politely.

“Yes we are. Can I have one beef bolognese pasta with linguine and one coke please? What about you guys?” He then points to his friends as they go around the table giving you their orders. When you noticed there were just 7 food and drinks in total, you spoke up to make sure everyone had their orders in.

“There’s only 7 orders. Am I missing out on one?” You asked as their heads soon turned to the male sitting with his arms crossed on the table, head hanging low to burn a hole into the menu, looking as though he’s hiding under his cap.

“Hwang Hyunjin. Aren’t you the one who complained about being hungry just 10 minutes ago?” The one with a black fitting shirt said with a teasing smirk.

“Uh… I’ll um… I’ll get the um…” Hyunjin clears his throat as the one sitting opposite him with fairly long dark brown hair and feline eyes smirked at him to tease afterwards.

“Come on, Jinie… Don’t be shy in front of the waitress… She’s waiting.” The male said, making some of them squeak along with teasing noises. You couldn’t help but let out a soft giggle as Hyunjin finally looks up after glaring at his friend and meeting your gaze.

“I’ll get the sirloin steak with mac ‘n’ cheese and salad please.” He said, keeping eye contact with you.

“Great! How well would you like your steak to be cooked?”

“Medium well, please.”

“Awesome. Any drinks to go with that?”

“Uh… Just iced americano, please.” Hyunjin said and you smiled while writing it down.

“Got it.” You said and soon repeated their orders before taking the menus with you and left. Minutes tick by and you were too busy to steal glances at their table but maybe it’s good because if not, you probably wouldn’t be focusing on work. When their food was ready, you carried the plates on your arms, balancing them expertly. With your help of calling out the name of each dish, they raised their hands to their individual orders and you gave them out accordingly.

You came back again with the remaining dishes, handing Hyunjin’s food last since his was in fact steak. After you’ve given him his order, you flash them a smile politely.

“Enjoy your meals. Call us if you need anything else.” You said and they thanked you in unison.

For the next hour, the crowd had died down a little, giving you room to relax. You were just by the cashier counter, changing the empty paper roll to a new one in the bill printer machine when your eyes naturally flew over to the table in the back of the room. This accidentally caught the attention of the male with feline eyes. He visibly smirked at you as you saw his lips move. Just in time for Hyunjin to glance past his shoulder and lock eyes with you.

This made you look down naturally, hoping you didn’t look too panicky. You busied yourself with checking the bill history to make sure they tally. Suddenly, your co-worker Ellie came to you and was grinning at you from ear to ear.

“What now, El?”

“Those guys seated at the back… I heard them talking about you when I came to clean the table next to them.” She giggled, making you huff at her.

“You probably misheard them.”

“No! I’m serious! Would I be mistaken when they clearly said ‘the girl at the cashier’?” Your breath hitched as you tried to brush it off.

“If they really are talking about me, it’s probably to comment on my rushing ass.”

“Uh… No they weren’t? The one wearing a grey sweater clearly said ‘Ask for her number. She’s at the cashier, maybe you should pay for our meals too while you’re at it’ and he was pointing to the guy sitting in front of him.” Ellie said, making you blush. There’s no way she could make this up. So to see if she was telling the truth, you glanced up and looked at their table. You almost choked on your own saliva when you saw Hyunjin and some of them were already staring at you and Ellie.

“Shit El, they’re looking at us.”

“Correction, they’re looking at you.” She giggled as you saw Hyunjin stand up from his seat while everyone else remained seated.

“Uh… El? Why is he coming here?” You whispered while stacking the receipts in a pile.

“Oh, Hyungwon Is calling me. Bye!” She said whilst rushing into the kitchen, completely walking past Hyunjin but he couldn’t care less about her since she wasn’t the one he’s focused on. Before you could speak up to call for her, your words got stuck in your throat upon seeing Hyunjin approach you at the cashier.

“Hey… Um, can I pay for our table first?” He asked, making you smile.

“Of course. Can I have your bill?” You asked and he passed you the small clipboard with their bill attached to it. You keyed in their table number into the computer and their orders came up on the back screen for him to see.

“Help me do a quick check to see if everything is correct.” You said as his eyes soon fell on the screen behind your computer.

“Yeap. Everything’s in.” He said before meeting your eyes shyly from under the brim of his cap. You then asked how he wanted to pay for the meal and he said by card. While you were keying the amount into the machine, Hyunjin stole a quick glance past his shoulders, just in time to catch his friends gesturing for him to get your number. When he turned back around, you had just placed the machine on the top of the counter for him to insert his card.

He entered his pin number and proceeded to wait for the approval. The receipt finally prints out to indicate that the payment was successful. However, Hyunjin was debating on asking you for your number simply because he was nervous and shy. So when you handed him the receipt and his card, he quickly thanked you before going back to the table. You were a little sad that he didn’t ask for your number or even your social media but maybe it’s not meant to be. With that thought, you went into the kitchen to distract yourself. Little did you know, Hyunjin was literally smashed by his own friends when he came back empty handed.

A few minutes later, they were preparing to leave but Hyunjin thought that maybe he should just ask you for your number before he leaves. He slowed down his pace in hopes that you’ll come out from the back room. Even after he was a few feet away from the main door, you were still nowhere to be seen so he couldn’t help but sigh and left the restaurant for good.

Regret slowly seeping through his skin for not manning up and just ask you when he had the chance right in front of him. Looks like it’s too late now.

A few days had passed now and you still couldn’t get Hyunjin out of your mind. Ellie asked you to try and find his social media since you knew his full name thanks to his friend. However, you didn’t wanna be a creep and stalk him so you opted to just forget about it. Today is a nice cooling Friday evening. You took a few days off from work for the next few weeks to focus on your upcoming tests and exams. Tonight however, your friends from university, Lisa and Jennie wanted to go to the bar and take a little break from studying.

With that being said, you decided to tag along to relieve your stress. You changed into a pretty dark grey side drawstring sleeveless top and a pair of denim jeans. The girls met up with you outside the bar as you went in with them. Once you made it inside, there were a lot of people all around. Some at the bar, some at the stray tables and some at the sofa booths.

You were just walking behind Lisa and Jennie to find an empty table when you caught sight of a group of familiar looking faces at one of the sofa booths. The one that really triggered your memory was Hyunjin. He was seated there with his left arm resting on top of the sofa, wearing a satin white button down shirt with denim skinny jeans and sneakers. His hair is currently blonde, long enough for him to tie it in a half ponytail with his bangs framing his face.

He didn’t notice you at first until his friend whom you remember is the one with feline eyes nudged Hyunjin’s side and nodded his head towards you. Before you could look away in panic, Hyunjin locked eyes with you and it made you instantly smile. He did the same as he watched you walk past their booth and sat in the booth a few tables down where there were four guys greeting you and your friends.

They were Lisa and Jennie’s friends from college and you have met them a few times before. You just weren’t really close to them. Minutes went by as you slowly took your time to finish your drink while they were all on their umpteenth shot of whiskey already.

“Hey waiter! We need another bottle!” Yunhyeong slurred drunkenly to an imaginary waiter and you couldn’t help but laugh.

“I’ll go order a bottle for you guys.” You said rather calmly considering you weren’t anywhere near drunk at all. You got up to go get them a bottle of whiskey, making your way to the bar. When you made it there, you smiled at the bartender who in return, gave you a cheeky grin. Thank god he’s handsome, if not, you would’ve just cringed.

“Can I get one bottle of whiskey, please? My friends seem like they’re going through tough times.” You said, only for him to laugh. He grabs a bottle from his shelf and hands it to you.

“Just don’t let them sleep in the bar all night.” He said, making you laugh.

You took the bottle and thanked him, handing him cash before leaving the bar. While you were making your way back to your table, you caught a glimpse of Hyunjin’s table and as if they were already waiting for you to look, some of them were already waving to you. The one with feline eyes smirked at you and gestured with his fingers to call you over.

With a mind of its own, your legs brought you to their table and soon, Chan speaks up on behalf of everyone.

“Hey, you’re the one who worked at that restaurant right?” He asked, making you nod.

“Yes. And apparently, I have a name in case you’re wondering.” You said, only for the one with feline eyes to smirk.

“Hyunjin already has a name for you but go ahead. Tell us your name.” He urged you gently so you did.

“It’s Y/N.” You smiled, glancing over to Hyunjin. He had a shy smile on his face, only for you to hear Lisa’s voice calling for you from their table. A soft sigh left your lips as you bid them goodbye.

“Well, there’s my cue. Bye guys.” You laughed and walked away a little sadly. Another half an hour or so went by, you were just starting to get borderline tipsy when a soft tap on your shoulder made you turn to find Hyunjin standing there. You were surprised to see him there since you never thought he wanted to talk to you.

“Hey, can I buy you another drink?” He asked so you nod. You followed him to the bar as he sat next to you and told you to order whatever you want. You ended up with just a glass of bourbon as he settled for a glass of whiskey.

“I don’t wanna sound like a creep or anything, but I’ve been thinking about you lately. I guess I regretted not talking to you more the other day at the restaurant.” Hyunjin said, making you laugh.

“It’s okay. That makes two of us I guess.” He couldn’t help but laugh as you chatted more with him, getting to know him a little better. You found out that he’s two years younger than you, is a Hankuk U student unlike you who is a Yonsei U student, he is taking up dance major and he likes art, more specifically painting, drawing, sketching and fine art. You were so engrossed in your conversation with him that you didn’t notice your friends were leaving until you felt a tap on your shoulder.

Jennie was holding onto Lisa who seemed completely out of it and was a giggling mess, “Sorry to interrupt, but we’re heading home. Wanna come with us?” Jennie asked. You glanced back at Hyunjin who gave you a soft smile and nodded at you to go with your friends. You hesitated for a bit but then an idea came into your mind. That’s when you took out your phone from your back pocket and unlocked it, clicking on the contact list and holding your phone to him.

Hyunjin didn’t waste any time in entering his information before passing your phone back to you. With that being done, you bid him goodbye and you left, helping to hold Lisa’s other side.

That night, Hyunjin patiently waited for you to text back. He wasn’t sure if you’d actually text him since you’re the one with his number. He was just lying in bed, ready to go to bed when his phone chimed with a new text message. He took his phone from his nightstand and saw a few texts from an unknown number. He clicked on it and there were 3 unread messages.

You [sent at 1:54am]: Hey! It’s me, Y/N

You [sent at 1:54am]: I actually wanted to text you when I reached home but I got so busy helping my friend that I forgot to text you…

You [sent at 1:55am]: Sorry if I’m disturbing your sleep. We can text tomorrow! Haha :)

Hyunjin wasted no time in replying to you since he’s been waiting all week to do this ever since he laid eyes on you.

Hyunjin [sent at 1:56am]: Hey! No, you weren’t disturbing. I just got back a while ago anyway :)

The conversation continued until late, not realising that it was just a few hours before sunrise. You excused yourself to go to sleep, making sure to tell him that you loved talking to him and that you’d wanna continue the conversation later in the day again and he agreed. Hyunjin felt like his heart would explode at any given moment now that he finally gets to talk to you.

Fate does work in mysterious ways…

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Hear me out hear me OUT— hyunjin with a stomach bug while on a train to visit his parents for the first time with y/n and brushing it off as motion sickness but realizes that it’s not when it gets worse when they arrive home and can barely keep anything down and runs a fever🤔

- hi I’m new here can I be “🦊” anon?

𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥

pairing: hyunjin x fem!reader (afab)

genre: sick!fic. idol!hyunjin. hurt/comfort. angst. fluff. reader pov. established relationship.

content & warnings: explicit & strong language. mild thematic elements. hyunjin is sick with a stomach bug (that is first thought to be motion sickness). reader and his mother help nurse him back to health. :)) mentions of hyunjin overworking himself w/schedules. angst is in this. fluff is sprinkled throughout. pet names (affectionately).

word count: 2.8k

summary: your first visit back to the small countryside village that your boyfriend hyunjin grew up in suddenly takes a turn for the worse when he starts feeling sick to his stomach. and you're the first person he turns to for comfort.

a/n: wahhhh i'm finally posting this lmao 😭 sorry for the late reply anon, life has been dealing me with a heavy, shitty hand atm sshshshks 💀 anyways, i hope you enjoy this... it was fun to write smth with soft jinnie~ 🥹 also, yes- you can be 🦊 anon, thanks for requesting! 💕

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ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴘᴏsᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ sɪᴛᴇs (ᴛʜɪs ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs ᴛʀᴀɴsʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴs). © ʙʟᴏssᴏᴍᴡʀɪᴛᴇsᴛʜɪɴɢs ⤐ ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛs ʀᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ

The trip started as any other normal one. It was the first time the two of you were visiting your boyfriend, Hyunjin’s, parents, who lived in a small house in a quaint countryside village. He had taken off the entire weekend from work so that you guys could spend an ample amount of time exploring his hometown. The train that Hyunjin had booked for the two of you was nice enough - with amazing window seats that had a great viewpoint of the passing nature. 

 With his parents living quite far away from Seoul, the trip was well over four hours. 

 And not even thirty minutes into the ride, Hyunjin started to feel shitty. 

 Like every time before - the curse of trip sickness continued to follow you guys. Because it seemed like on every trip that you took together, either one of you - or, worse, sometimes both of you - came down with some form of sickness. The flu, strep throat, it seemed like you two had had it all. 

 But motion sickness was an entirely new one, which is what you chalked up your boyfriend’s symptoms to be. He wasn’t the best at traveling on moving things - but especially cars - so it was expected that he’d feel sick on a train that was going even faster than your average automobile. 

 “Baby- you don’t look so well…” You began in a quiet voice, reaching over in your seat to squeeze one of his knees. 

 Hyunjin was hunched over in his chair, both arms wrapped around his waist as the train’s movement rocked him back and forth - side to side. His eyes were screwed shut, and the tight lock that his jaw was in seemed downright painful. 

 He looked up at you then, eyes a little bloodshot and his face a pasty colour, “No- I’m fine. It’s just… motion sickness.” He said, trying to give you a reassuring smile. But it came out all wrong, seeming almost agonizing for him to conjure up. 

 “You know, if you want to get off at the next stop, we can,” you started, eyes tearing away from your boyfriend’s crumpled form and peering out the window. The cityscape was long gone and was instead replaced with fields upon fields of grassy farmland and small villages nestled beside towering mountains. “I’m sure you’re parents would understand if we’re a day late- we can find a hotel in a nearby town and-”

 “No.” Hyunjin ground out in a stern tone, making you whip your head around to stare at him as he frowned your way. “We’re not arriving late just because I- I have a weak stomach. I can make it- we only have…” With a glance at the small screen just underneath the window that continually flashed your arrival time, he nodded slowly. “An hour left.” 

 You shrugged slowly, offering him a tiny smile. “Okay, well if you’re sure you can make it in one piece.” 

 “I'm positive.” 

 When the silence lapsed between the two of you, you moved over to his chair, nestling into the corner beside him and grabbing onto one of his hands. It was warm and clammy to the touch as you squeezed your fingers between his. “I just don’t want you to push yourself too much, yeah? You’ve been going nonstop with the schedules since the new year.”

 Hyunjin gave you that look, the one that he always used when you were 'babying him too much.' Although he liked to play the role of being a soft and pliable man in Stray Kids, when he was alone with you, he was just the opposite. He hated when you doted on him too much because he always claimed that that was his job. Hence, why he always loathed getting sick in any way. 

 So your boyfriend leaned into your space and pressed a chaste kiss against your temple. “Don’t worry, darling. I’m gonna be fine.” 

 But it seemed like his body had a mind of its own because exactly as those words left his mouth, he was shooting up from his seat beside you.

 “What’s wrong?” You asked, concern laden in your voice as you watched him frantically clamp a palm over his mouth. His face was suddenly green-looking. 

 “B-Bathroom-” He only managed to say, before he was sliding the door to your seats open and ran down the hallway of the train. 

 Sucking in a deep breath, you shoved your head against the back of your seat and closed your eyes in exhaustion.

 Because it sure was going to be a long hour ahead. 

Much to your surprise, Hyunjin’s condition only worsened once you arrived at his parent’s house. He was nearly doubled over in misery by the time you guys landed on his childhood house’s doorstep, and the moment his mother caught sight of her sickened son, she was ushering the two of you in hastily.

 In no time at all, she had some chicken-and-rice porridge cooked and was serving it to the two of you. Hyunjin ate in silence, bent over the kitchen table, spooning up the thin soup in small bites. His mother was sitting with you guys as you ate, while his father was still out at work. 

 You frowned at Hyunjin before your gaze met his mother’s. “I told him we should’ve waited a day and stopped at a nearby hotel on the way in. But no- he just wanted to get here today.” 

 She chuckled softly at that, “That’s my Hyunjin… doesn’t want to be late to anything if he can help it. And besides, I’m glad you didn’t because I’m the best person to take care of him.” Her eyes - which were so similar to your boyfriend’s chestnut brown ones - flicked to him across the table. She offered him a gentle smile, cooing quietly in motherly admiration. “Isn’t that right, my little Jinnie? Your mama is the best at nursing you back to health.” 

 Hyunjin abruptly pushed his bowl of porridge away from him, eyes alight with a certain kind of fire as they darted between the two of you. “I-I feel sick again.” He said in a low, gravelly voice. He slumped over in his chair, seemingly too exhausted to hold up his head for another second. 

 And in tandem, both you and his mother were rising from your chairs. While you wrapped two arms around your boyfriend to hoist him up from his seat, his mother was busy clearing the table. 

 “Bring him into his bedroom- it’s just off to the left of the family room,” his mother instructed, quickly rinsing out the bowls of porridge in the sink. You nodded in silence, beginning to make the trek through the house to Hyunjin’s bedroom. 

 He leaned his entire weight against you, and it was a struggle to walk down the hall as you carried his lengthy body the whole way. Hyunjin groaned desperately, and you noticed the small beads of sweat beginning to race down his temples from his hairline. 

 Hyunjin was delirious with his discomfort, so once you got him situated on his bed, he all but curled up into the thick duvet coverlets, nuzzling his head into the downy pillows. His room was medium in size, and you noticed the small sleeping bag that was set up just beside his bed - where you supposed his parents expected you to sleep since there was no guest bedroom in the house. Still, they must’ve been very naive if they thought that you’d take the floor over sleeping in the same bed as your boyfriend. After all, the two of you had been living together for well over a year. 

 “That doesn’t look like motion sickness to me,” you heard his mother say in a quiet voice from behind you. You turned on your heels then, raising a skeptical eyebrow her way. And immediately, you could see the worry dawn across her face - by the way her jaw tightened slightly and her eyes darkened. “Motion sickness doesn’t last this long after getting on stable ground.” 

 You peered back at your boyfriend, who was now tossing and turning atop the bed. He was moaning lowly in his frenzy, eyes screwed shut, almost like opening them physically hurt him. And just seeing him that way - seeing the love of your life - so distraught, caused something anxious and pained to rattle deep inside of you. 

 “So what do you think it is, then?” 

 “If I had to guess- probably a stomach bug.” 

 You watched in silence, as Hyunjin’s mother strode over to the nearby window and flipped the shades closed. Then, she hovered over the nightstand that was just beside his bed and switched on the faint light there. It cast a warm glow across the walls of the room and painted Hyunjin’s writhing, ghostly-white form in a frail kind of way. 

 “Do you know what he ate before traveling today?” His mother asked as she was already pressing a palm against his forehead. His face was flushed with crimson, his cheeks rosy with sweat. 

 “I think it was one of those bento lunches- we picked some up at the local convenience store before leaving for the station.” 

 She gave a deep sigh then, shaking her head slowly. “That’ll do it… some of those pre-made lunches are notorious for being expired. I always warned him not to eat that crap.” 

 “He’ll be okay though, right?” You could feel the panic rising inside of you, speeding up your heart and forcing it to pound against your ribcage. Because you had never seen him like this - in such misery. Usually, whenever he was sick, it only lasted for a few days at most and was the common cold or on very rare occasion, the flu. But this? Flailing around the bed in distress? With skin colour close to that of a phantom? It was all something you’d never seen before from him.

 “Mhm- these stomach bugs usually only last a day or two, and he’s had them before. The best thing to do is to let him rest and continually monitor his condition,” his mother grabbed a blanket and gently tucked it around his form. “He’s running a fever, so we’ll probably have to stay up for most of the night to help him break it.” 

 You had been frozen near the doorway for so long since you didn’t know what to do. But finally, upon hearing her words, you were flitting over to Hyunjin’s side. You ran a few fingers through his silky black locks, noticing how warm he was. The heat seemed to radiate off of his entire body, prodding hopelessly at that anxiousness inside of you. 

 “I’ll go grab some cold cloths and water, so you just keep an eye on him, okay?” His mother bent over the bed then, giving one of your shoulders a delicate pat. You stared up at her with wide eyes, a lump starting to form in your throat at the sight of your boyfriend being in so much despair from a mere stomach bug. “He’s gonna be okay, sweetheart.” 

 Then, she was off to get the supplies and you were left to watch over your boyfriend. You scooted his body a little bit to the side and sat down on the bed next to him. The mattress was a full size, and could easily fit the two of you comfortably.

 You pressed a palm to one of his cheeks, sweeping a gentle thumb across his damp skin there. “It’ll be alright, babe… I’m right here…” You said in a whisper to him. But if you were being honest, the words were more for you than anything else. They helped to calm that racing part in your mind, and all at once, your focus honed in on one thing only - just taking care of your boyfriend and nursing him back to health as quickly as you could. 

 Hyunjin’s fever broke sometime in the middle of the night. You and his mother had been tirelessly working all night to help him combat the pain - what with all of the cold washcloths and helping him stumble to the bathroom every time he felt the urge to vomit. After a while, nothing came up in the toilet bowl. Even still, it was like his stomach hated him, and just wanted to try and toss out every last ounce of liquid he had left inside of his body. As a result, you and his mother decided to refrain from giving him any liquid until the vomiting completely stopped. 

 After the clock struck one a.m., you assured his mother that you could handle him for the rest of the night. And after convincing her despite her many protests, she finally made her way to bed. You didn’t want to admit that you were exhausted yourself, but you knew that he needed you at that moment. Even if he wasn’t self-aware enough to know who was helping him through the hurt. 

 But with the break of the fever, also came the clearing of his head. And suddenly, your boyfriend was wide awake at three in the morning. He was still weak in the limbs, so he abated your wishes to stay in bed until at least seven.

 “Thank you, darling,” he whispered to you late that night. You had turned off the room’s single light, leaving you in complete darkness save for the faint glow of the street lamp that shined through the window’s curtains. “You’ve taken such good care of me.” 

 You gave him a faint smile, even though he couldn’t see it in the dim of the bedroom. “Yeah- of course, I’m always gonna take care of you, Jinnie. Even if I’m on my fucking deathbed, I’ll be nursing you back to health if that’s what you need.” 

 He let out a faint chuckle at that before he was shifting on the bed and nearing you. After his mother had finally left, you had decided to curl up next to your boyfriend for the remainder of the night. Because to hell with that stupid sleeping bag.  

“You sleepy, baby?” Hyunjin mused. You felt his nimble fingers reach up toward your face and tuck a few strands of your messy hair behind one of your ears. 

 “Y-Yeah…” You mumbled, voice growing faint as the shadows around you began to slowly soothe you to sleep. The sound of Hyunjin’s steady breathing right next to you, and the feel of his fingers brushing through your locks, helped usher you further into the twilight of slumber.

 “You can sleep now, lovely, it’s okay.” 

 “B-But I wanna be awake in case you-”

 He grunted out a laugh at that, “Don’t worry about me, I’m fine now.” 

 “Still, I promised your mom that I’d nurse you completely back to health.” 

 The plush mattress dipped underneath you then, and suddenly, you felt warm lips land against your forehead. Pressing a whispery kiss to the skin there, Hyunjin moved ever so slightly, so that his lips were ghosting over the shell of your ear. “And what if I said that just laying beside you like this has already nursed me back to full health?” 

 You cracked your eyes open, trying to find his eyes in the swarthiness of the room. Instead, you were met with an ink splotch of a face and the distinct outline of a proud shoulder. 

 “I still don’t w-want to…” you began, but you could feel yourself nodding off - your eyes grew heavy and drooped low, mouth parting slightly in a deep sigh. 

 “I swear to fuck- if you don’t go to sleep this instant, I’m really gonna lose it. And not in the stomach-bug kind of way.” Hyunjin said, his voice a little sterner this time than before. 

 That got you giggling, as you tried to keep your voice down so that you didn’t wake his parents that were just across the hallway. “Okay, okay- I’ll go to sleep.” 

 “That’s my girl.” 

 And at that moment, you thanked the stars above that the bedroom was too dark for either of you to see anything - else, Hyunjin would start teasing you about the furious blush that crept up your neck and pooled in the tips of your ears and cheeks at his words alone. 

 Because yes, you were his girl. 

 And you always loved it when he made a point of that. 

 “Goodnight, my Jinnie…” Your voice trailed off, as you finally allowed yourself to relax down into the thick duvet that was all around you, muscles nearly melting into dreamland. 

 One of Hyunjin's long arms wrapped around your waist then, and he pulled you close to him, burying your face into his warm chest. “Night, my beautiful, magnificent girl."

Fin.

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—sunsets

hyunjin x gn!reader

wc: 0.5k

genre: fluff?? friends to lovers, open ended

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you sat on the roof, staring at the stars in the sky. you knew that felix was planning on hosting a party, after all hyunjin was his best friend. you had just wished that everyone wasn’t invited, getting overwhelmed when you realized that almost everyone from your friend group & some of their other friends were invited.

you heard some footsteps approaching you, only glancing at the person when they came and sat next to you.

“hey.”

“what are you doing here?”

hyunjin gave you a lopsided smile, dimples peeking out.

“joining you.”

“the party is inside, how come you’re not with everyone else?”

he sighed, looking up at the sky, quiet a moment before he spoke.

“it wasn’t as much fun without you there. i wanted to spend time with you.”

your cheeks immediately heat up at that confession, your heart swelling with hope that he maybe returned your feelings.

your crush on hyunjin was painfully obvious, to everyone except the aforementioned person. you weren’t sure on how to confess to him, opting for ignoring it and just letting it fester in the back (front) of your mind.

“oh.”

he let out a laugh, giving you a quick glance, seeing how tense you had gotten.

hyunjin shook his head before sighing and started to speak again.

“you know… you are the only person i know who may be more oblivious than me.”

you whipped your head to look over at him, breath catching in your throat as you took in his appearance. he had freshly blonde hair, his dark roots nowhere to be found. he had a black button up on, the sleeves rolled up a little. his makeup was done slightly, his eyes having the faintest eyeliner on them. but what make you smile was the earrings he was wearing. his earrings were the ones that you have gifted to him for his birthday the year prior, after he had offhandedly said he wanted them on one of your shopping trips.

you blinked at him, not sure what to say. hyunjin seemingly had taken your silence as a way to let him continue with his train of thought.

“everyone but you had seemed to catch on that i have feelings for you. painfully obvious feelings.”

as soon as those words slipped from his mouth, you became even more silent, not sure what to say to him exactly.

“i’m not telling you this for you to give me a reply now. jisung isn’t the most trustworthy person with secrets. he told me you feel the same way.”

“jisung’s an idiot.”

“that we can agree on.”

“i-“

“like i said, i don’t need a response now. i just wanted to tell you before i chickened out.”

you nodded your head, enjoying the peace and quiet between you, the sounds of the party down below muffled. the two of you sat in silence, with hope in both of your hearts that this was the start of something amazing.

[blueprint-han]

𝗚𝗥𝗢𝗨𝗣: STRAY KIDS; hwang hyunjin x reader

𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗥𝗘: fluff, angst

𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗗 𝗖𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗧: 1809.

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦: reader has an emotional breakdown, hyperventilating, a bunch of dread in general but hyunjin being the sweetest ever and comforting us through it

It’s days like today that make you feel like your entire world is crumbling apart. Like things don’t make sense, like the world behaves unnecessarily cruel towards you. Nothing was out of the ordinary today. Not one bit, yet you feel the heaviness in your heart grow more and more, and it only reaches a snapping point when you come back home from work.

Usually, the sight of Hyunjin would be all it took to make you forget about anything that happened, but you figure even he has his limits. All you feel when you see him are tears — it’s like a million different images flash in front of you — of his hands stroking your back, of you crying into his shoulder. Regardless, this is the third time in the week you’ve bothered him with such antics, so you swallow the lump in your throat and approach a focused Hyunjin, reading a book and sitting on the couch.

“Hey love…” You say dully, pulling his attention onto you as you take off your jacket.

“Hey sweetheart!” Hyunjin chimes, his voice trailing off when he notices your expression. You sometimes find yourself marveled by how expressive he is. His eyebrows scrunch ever so slightly, it’s as if he’s compelling his body to fall into a gentle space, a space he seems to understand you require.

“Is everything alright?” Hyunjin asks, keeping the confidence in his voice intact, because he’s well aware of what gets you to open up easily.

Sometimes you wish he wasn’t, because every ounce of energy you’d put into maintaining your façade unravels when you look into his eyes.

Tears roll down your cheeks, and you seem to not notice anything other than everything crashing down on you. Soft sobs echo throughout the room, and you vaguely feel Hyunjin’s hands guiding you to the sofa, engulfing you in his embrace and keeping you there. He combs his fingers through your hair, rocking you back and forth.

Everything he does soothes you, yet you can’t stop crying. 

You wonder how Hyunjin ended up with you. Seeing as to how you end up being the last option for everyone you encounter, it feels surreal to know that a man so kind, graceful, so… out of your league feels such unconditional love towards you.

“Sweetie,” Hyunjin cups your cheeks and makes you look at him when you start hyperventilating, his hands being gentle yet firm enough to force you out of your dizzy state. “Look at me, and breathe — Yes, just like that.” He smiles sadly when you follow his instructions and close your eyes, trying to calm yourself down. But it’s like your body refuses to co-operate, because you end up crying for half an hour straight, snuggling into Hyunjin’s shoulder and letting out everything you’ve been holding back all this while.

You’re pretty sure his sleeve is drenched and that you’ve effectively ruined his favorite sweater, but Hyunjin isn’t even focused on that — it’s like every little sob from you shatters his heart more, and he wishes he could do more than just hold you. He wishes he could change the people who make you want to cry like this.

When your sobs finally die down to little sniffles, Hyunjin pats your hair slowly. Your eyes are puffy and your nose is red, and your breathing still hasn’t evened out.

“Come with me.” Hyunjin says and doesn’t wait for your response before lifting you off the couch. On a bright sunny day, you’d protest — you’d laugh, try to kick yourself out of his embrace, do anything to get him to giggle. But right now, all you can do is let him maneuver his way to the balcony. All the while, you’ve found peace in his shoulder, and never want to lift your head from it and experience this harsh world once again.

He seats you down on a chair and sits down next to you. You want to whine about the loss of his embrace, but he immediately holds your hand, delicately playing with your fingers and running his thumb along the back of it.

Stargazing has always been one of your favorite activities to calm down. Something about the calm view of the sky, and a million stars twinkling about them as though they’re all silently encouraging you to cheer up makes you feel warm and fuzzy on the inside. A soft, barely present smile pulls at your lips, and Hyunjin would’ve definitely missed it if his eyes weren’t on you the whole time.

You’re pretty sure you look like a mess right now, with your eyes all puffy and your hair matted and ruffled, but Hyunjin looks at you like the single most beautiful thing to ever exist. A small part of you feels bad for worrying him so much.

“Do you wanna talk about what happened?” He asks, tightening his grip on your hand reassuringly. You could go on for ages about how gentle Hyunjin was when it comes to you, but right now all you can do is, stare at the night sky and give yourself something to focus on other than the raging emotions inside you.

“I…” You begin reluctantly, and Hyunjin wraps his hands around you, leaning into your embrace, trying everything he can to comfort you. He kisses your cheek and coaxes you to continue. “Hm?”

“I-It’s stupid…”

“Not if it’s affecting you like this, sweetie. What did we discuss before? We don’t downgrade our experiences, right? Whatever you feel is valid. You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to, but never consider your problems to be stupid.”

You sigh, snuggling into his embrace.

“I don’t know, I guess I’m tired of being everyone’s last choice?”

Hyunjin only hums, running his hand along your arm soothingly.

“It’s like… Even before this job, even before college, I always tried to be friendly, I always tried to fix everything wrong or annoying about me, and yet I’d either get taken advantage of or end up being left alone.” 

You sigh, continuing.

“I just… I guess I’m tired and I don’t know what’s wrong with me, you know? If everyone I’ve met seems to not think of me genuinely, seems to never feel the same amount of attachment I feel for them, then surely I must be wrong with something right? Yet no matter what I do to try and be a better person, it feels like I can’t rid myself off of the ‘last option’ nametag.”

Hyunjin places a soft kiss onto your shoulder at that, humming and allowing you to speak your mind more. He always found a way to get you comfortable — it was just the way his aura worked. You never felt like you’d be judged for saying what was on your mind.

“I know that half of it is just my own anxiety and that most of the people who make me feel this way would disagree, but I could state off multiple instances where half my friends would clearly neglect me once they found someone ‘better’ And I know it’s not their duty to make sure I don’t feel anxious and don’t think that way, but it still hurts.”

“Then that’s no friend, Y/N.” Hyunjin replies. “A good friend, a true friend, would never leave you like this.”

“But every single person?” You ask, feeling the tears roll down your cheeks again.

“Not every single person. Our mind often makes us see only the worst of things when we feel sad or depressed, but there are so many people who cherish you for who you are.” Hyunjin pulls you into his lap and lets you lie on his shoulder, fingers rubbing soft circles on your skin. “Me, for instance. When we were just friends, would you have ever said I made you feel that way?”

“Never.” You answer immediately. Hyunjin had not once made you feel left out when you were friends. You consider Hyunjin’s friend group to be fairly large, and even once your relationship started, he managed to find a way to spend equal time with both his friends and with you.

“Then you have your answer.” Hyunjin smiles at you. You feel your heart flutter at the sight. His eyes hold more stars than the sky above you right now, his expression conveying everything words could never put together. You’ve never felt as loved as you feel right now.

“See, Y/N.” Hyunjin intertwines your fingers together. “The only thing you can truly control in this world is the way you act and the way you carry yourself, at least in a social setting. The way people perceive you, no matter what anyone says, is not something you can control to an extent greater than some basic level.”

You nod, allowing him to continue.

“You could do everything right. You could be the best human being to ever exist, you could do everything good that you possibly can for a person — but if they still choose to perceive you in bad ways? It’s not something you can control, really. They’re just dimwits for letting their jealousy, or their ill conceived notions ruin an amazing friendship.” You feel yourself smile when he kisses your cheek. “And I can say from personal experience, that you are a wonderful person to be friends with.”

You hum, unable to speak anything due to warm feeling in your chest. You hold him tightly, afraid that letting go would somehow dissolve this moment, and take you back to the cold tears of sadness.

“You can’t control the way people think, Y/N, but what you can control is how much you attach yourself to them, and how much you expose yourself to them. I know it isn’t easy when you see each other every single day, but it’s a step you need to take.”

“Mhm,” You hum in understanding. “I get you. It seems like the most logical way, but like you said, it’s… so hard to execute it.”

“Well, then take it slow, sweetie. No one’s forcing you, nor do you have a deadline to meet.” The darkness of the night is comforting, in a way, especially when you have your favorite person speaking the sweetest things to you. 

“One step at a time, yeah? You can start slow by trying to distance yourself from them and then work on not feeling hurt when you see them abandon you like that. Okay?” He asks. 

You take a deep breath, trying to process everything that happened. “Okay, I get you.” 

Perhaps things weren’t so bad after all. 

No matter what happened, you were sure Hyunjin would always be by your side. And that was something to be happy about, even if it felt like the world crumbled around you, because in the end, he’d always be there.

𝗔𝗨𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗥'𝗦 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘: Hey guys! It’s been a long time since I’ve written, so please excuse the rusty writing. Also I’m sure the advice Hyunjin gives here could possibly not be the best advice, but I wrote this fic in a time where i was sad and felt everyone around me hated me, but i’ve been working on trying to not feel that way. regardless, if anyone feels this way, know that if you’re worrying about being a bad person, then you probably aren't. We all make mistakes, and we become a better version of ourself every single day. Peace out <3

[jeongsoo-jin]

Hello, i wanted to request a smut of hyunjin where he fucks his girlfriend really to hard, so the next day she has alot pain on her lower part. She told hyuniin and he apologized for that and said, that he really didn't want to go that hard on her. He bought chocolates and this stuff and they watched a movie togheter, while he gave her ALOT of kisses and hugs. He just wanted to show her that he didnt ment to fuck her so hard,so he showed her how much he loves her. Could you write that for me?🩵 How much time do you need and can you link It?

Warnings: None really, Slightly suggestive, terms of endearment used (love, baby), Mentions of food

Authors Note: I'm sorry if this isn't exactly what you asked for cause it doesn't have any smut, but I was in a fluffy mood ig. it's still cute nonetheless. 😅

You awake on your side of the bed, with your boyfriend, Hyunjin’s arm slung around you; his chest pressed against your back. There is an uncomfortable aching sensation in your lower abdomen, and you attempt to stand to go to the bathroom, and the subtle aching quickly turned to stabbing pain when you got to your feet. You let out a slight mewl of pain, and Hyunjin shifted in the bed. You sit back on the edge of the bed, as he sits up against the headboard and blinks the sleep away.

“What’s wrong?” he asks, looking at you concerned.

“It hurts” you say with a huff.

“What, your stomach?” he suggests, moving to sit next to you on the edge of the bed, as you nodded. “Was I too rough, love? I’m sorry”

“It’s alright. I’m just a little sore” you laugh.

“Can I do anything for you?” He inquiries

“Maybe you could help me to the bathroom?” you suggest.

He smiles before standing in front of you, grabbing your hands into his as he pulls you up and walks backwards leading you into the bathroom. He closes the door behind him, to go find the remote to the tv on the nightstand. He puts your favourite show on before he hears the bathroom door creak open, and you follow shortly after; holding onto the doorframe for support as you make your way back into the bedroom. Hyunjin helps you back into the bed before finding his shoes and announcing he would be back in a few minutes.

He comes back shortly after with two bags in his hand; One, a bag from your favourite restaurant, and the other, a grocery bag. He sets both of the bags down on the foot of the bed, and looks at you with a grin, his eyes sparkling. He pulls the food out of the bag, then moves to the other bag. He pulls out a box of chocolates, your favourite chips, and a few other snack foods. He sits next to you, and presses a kiss to your temple before speaking.

“I’m really sorry for hurting you, I didn’t mean to, I guess I just got ahead of myself.” He chuckled.

“It’s okay baby, I know you would never hurt me on purpose” you say smiling up at him.

He smiles back, hugging you before suggesting watching a movie. You agree and scroll through the tv trying to find something before settling on something Hyunjin wanted to watch. Halfway into the movie, Hyunjin moves lower in the bed to be able to reach your legs. He begins massaging the muscles in your calves, before moving up to your thighs. He finishes rubbing out the knots in your muscles then moves back up to do the same to your shoulders and neck from behind you.

“Thank you, baby” you say, smiling back at him over your shoulder. He hums as he presses a kiss to your left shoulder, mimicking the same one thing on the right. Soon you settle into each other, you lay back against his chest from between his legs as he plays with your hair, making you drift off to sleep.

“I love you” he whispers into your ear, pressing a kiss to the shell of your ear before sleep overcomes you.

[koalajjun]

Against the Odds

pairing : hyunjin x y/n

genre : fluff (i guess)

word count : 443

Y/N, a determined and ambitious young woman, dreams of becoming a successful model. Despite her passion and dedication, she faces constant rejection and discouragement from her teachers, who believe she lacks the necessary skills and talent. Y/N's self-confidence begins to waver, and she contemplates giving up on her dreams.

However, her loving and supportive boyfriend, Hyunjin, becomes her pillar of strength during this challenging time. Hyunjin, an aspiring photographer, recognizes Y/N's potential and encourages her to persevere. He believes in her abilities and assures her that she has what it takes to succeed.

To help Y/N regain her confidence, Hyunjin surprises her with a professional photoshoot. He collaborates with a renowned photographer and makeup artist, ensuring that Y/N looks and feels her best. The photoshoot turns out to be a transformative experience for Y/N, as she rediscovers her passion and regains her self-belief.

Inspired by the stunning photographs, Y/N decides to take matters into her own hands. She starts attending modeling workshops, seeking guidance from experienced models, and practicing diligently to improve her skills. Despite the ongoing criticism from her teachers, Y/N remains determined to prove them wrong.

As Y/N's skills develop and her portfolio grows, she begins to catch the attention of influential people in the fashion industry. A prominent modeling agency notices her potential and offers her a chance to audition for a major fashion show. Y/N is ecstatic but also nervous, fearing that she might disappoint herself and Hyunjin.

With Hyunjin's unwavering support, Y/N prepares rigorously for the audition. She practices her walk, refines her poses, and works on her confidence. On the day of the audition, Y/N is filled with a mix of nerves and excitement.

During the audition, Y/N's hard work and determination shine through. Her unique look and undeniable talent captivate the judges, leaving them impressed. Y/N's dream of becoming a model starts to materialize as she receives a callback, signifying that she has made it to the next round.

Y/N's success not only brings her joy but also inspires others who have faced similar obstacles. Her story becomes a symbol of resilience and determination, encouraging aspiring models to pursue their dreams relentlessly.

As Y/N's career takes off, she remains grateful to Hyunjin for his unwavering support and love. Together, they navigate the challenges of the fashion industry, celebrating each milestone and conquering every setback as a team.

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[pnutbutter-n-j-elyy]

Never Say Never| Pt3

Warnings: Cursing

Pt1 Pt2 Pt4

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The apartment was bustling with the usual chaos of eight boys living together. You had gotten used to the noise, the mess, and the constant presence of the members of Stray Kids. After the painful breakup, moving in with them had seemed like a fresh start, a way to escape the loneliness that had settled deep in your bones. You were over your ex; that chapter was closed. But living here had opened another, more complicated chapter involving Hyunjin once more.

You found yourself in the kitchen, brewing a pot of coffee in the early morning silence. The rest of the boys were still asleep, and you cherished these quiet moments before the day’s chaos began. As you poured yourself a cup, Hyunjin walked in, hair tousled and eyes sleepy.

“Morning,” he mumbled, reaching for a mug. His presence always stirred something in you, a mix of longing and frustration.

You couldn't help but notice how when he reached up, his shirt went up as well, showing the skin on the lower half of his belly, thanks to his low riding pajama bottoms. You took a sharp inhale.

“Morning,” you replied, trying to keep your voice neutral.

The two of you sipped your coffee in silence, the unspoken words hanging heavily between you. It had been months since you moved in - all the boys begging Chris to let you stay permanently in exchange for helping out with chores and joining staff; to which he had easily agreed- and while you had settled into a comfortable routine, the tension between you and Hyunjin was palpable.

“Got any plans today?” he asked, breaking the silence.

“Not really. Thought I might go for a walk, maybe check out that new bookstore downtown,” you replied, avoiding his gaze.

“Mind if I join you?” he asked, his voice hesitant.

You looked at Hyunjin. His hair was tousled with sleep, and his eyes were sleepy too. He hadn't done his morning routine yet, and his face was still a little puffy - but he was so cute. It made you want to wake up and see him like this every morning. Deep down you felt pride that you got to see him like this everyday, a privilege that his fans didn't get. And you knew if they did, they'd only love him that much more.

Your heart skipped a beat. These small moments with Hyunjin were both a blessing and a curse. You wanted to be close to him, but every interaction reminded you of what you once had and lost.

“Sure,” you said, trying to sound casual.

The walk to the bookstore was filled with light conversation. You talked about the latest movies, the new choreography for their upcoming comeback- even the weather - anything to avoid the elephant in the room. But as you browsed the shelves, you felt Hyunjin’s eyes on you, watching your every move.

You couldn't help but acknowledge the heat you felt creep up you neck and to your cheeks. You could smell his cologne with every turn of the aisle. You loved the smell of fresh books, but fresh books and Hyunjin's scent seemed to be an earthly heaven.

The bookstore was cozy and inviting, with wooden shelves filled with books of all genres. You wandered through the aisles, occasionally picking up a book to read the blurb. Hyunjin followed you, his presence a comforting shadow. But also a fiery brand.

You picked up a book of poetry and flipped through the pages, lost in the words. Hyunjin leaned in, his shoulder brushing against your back as he looked at the book over your shoulder. The closeness made your heart race, and you wondered if he felt it too. His long hair tickled your neck as he hummed into your ear.

“That one’s good,” he said softly, pointing to a particular poem. “It’s about longing and unspoken feelings.” You watched as his ring adorned fingers grabbed the book gently from you to look at the cover, his veins popping out slightly in his slim hands and causing your heart rate to increase.

You glanced at him, surprised by the depth of his choice. “I’ll check it out,” you said, grabbing the book from him and slipping it under your arm.

As you made your way to the checkout counter, you caught Hyunjin looking at you with an expression you couldn’t quite decipher. There was something in his eyes, a softness that made your heart ache. You quickly looked away, not wanting to dwell on what it might mean. As you reached to grab your card, you already heard the beep of the machine as Hyunjin smiled at you.

He blinked cutely, your eyes pinpointing his birthmark you loved so much, and you swore you could hear some murmurs in the background, but you were too focused on the man in front of you to see if it was you and Hyunjin the people were talking about.

Back at the apartment, Hyunjin seemed to find more reasons to be near you. He’d join you for breakfast, sit next to you during movie nights, and offer to help you with chores. These small gestures, while seemingly insignificant, made your heart flutter with hope and confusion.

One evening, you were sitting on the balcony, looking out at the city lights. Hyunjin joined you, bringing a blanket to ward off the chill.

“Here,” he said, draping it over your shoulders. You inhaled. It smelled just like him.

“Thanks,” you murmured, pulling it tighter around you.

He sat down next to you, the silence between you comfortable yet charged. You found yourself thinking about all the moments you shared, the way he’d look at you when he thought you weren’t watching, the gentle touches that lingered a bit too long.

As the weeks passed, these moments grew more frequent and intense. There were times when your hands would brush while reaching for the same thing, or when you’d catch him staring at you with an unreadable expression. Each time, your heart would race, and you’d find yourself wondering if he still felt the same way you did.

One night, after a particularly long day, you found yourself alone with Hyunjin in the living room. The other members were out, and the apartment was unusually quiet. You sat on the couch, flipping through channels, when Hyunjin sat down next to you.

“What are you watching?” he asked, leaning in to see the screen.

“Just some random drama,” you replied, your heart pounding at his proximity, his arm draped over the section of the couch you occupied.

He didn’t move away, and you could feel the warmth of his body next to yours, even without you guys touching. It was both comforting and unsettling. The way your heart seemed to pick up speed with every breath.

“You always did like these kinds of shows,” he said with a soft smile, as he watched the two main characters get into some unrealistic meet cute.

“Yeah,” you replied, unable to meet his eyes. The air between you was thick with unspoken emotions, and you didn’t know how to navigate it.

The drama on the TV played out in the background as you sat in silence, the tension between you growing with each passing moment. You could feel his gaze on you, and it took all your willpower not to turn and meet his eyes.

Suddenly, Hyunjin reached out and took your hand, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through your body. You looked at him, your heart in your throat.

“Y/N,” he said softly, his eyes searching yours.

You didn’t know what to say, the words stuck in your throat. The look in his eyes was intense, filled with a mix of longing and uncertainty.

Before you could respond, the front door opened, and the other members burst in, laughing and chatting, Jisung releasing a screech that was eerily similar to that of an eagle - for no reason at all other than to just scream.

Hyunjin quickly let go of your hand, the moment broken. You felt a pang of disappointment and relief, unsure of what you would have said or done if you had been left alone. What would have happened if the guys had taken just a moment more to burst through the door.

As the days turned into weeks, the tension between you and Hyunjin grew. There were stolen glances, lingering touches, and moments where it felt like the world had stopped around you. But neither of you spoke about it, the fear of rejection and hurt keeping you both silent.

One night, you were sitting on the balcony again, lost in thought. Hyunjin joined you, bringing a cup of tea this time.

“Thought you might like this,” he said, handing it to you.

“Thanks,” you said, smiling softly. “You always know what I need.”

He smiled back, a warmth in his eyes that made your heart ache. “I try,” he said, sitting down next to you. He sat close enough to where you could stretch out your pinkie to touch his hand if you wanted to, but you didn't. You kept all your phalanges to yourself.

The silence between you was comfortable, the city lights twinkling in the distance. You sipped your tea, the warmth spreading through your body.

“Do you ever think about the future?” Hyunjin asked suddenly, his voice quiet.

“All the time,” you admitted, surprised by the question. “Why?”

“I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately,” he said, looking out at the city. “About what I want, where I see myself.”

“And?” you prompted, your heart pounding.

He turned to look at you, his eyes filled with a mix of hope and fear. “Music. Dancing. Stay. Realistically my career could vanish quickly as well. So... the only thing I really know about my future is that I want you to be in it.”

Your breath caught in your throat, the weight of his words settling over you. You wanted to believe him, to let yourself hope. But the fear of getting hurt still loomed large.

“I want that too,” you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper. "I want you in my future...you been in my life long enough I don't really know what I'd do if you weren't in my life in some capacity..."

Hyunjin’s eyes softened at your words, a mix of relief and hope flickering across his face; a silent promise hanging in the air between you.

The next morning, everything seemed to reset. The familiar routines took over, the house buzzed with energy, and the rest of the members were their usual boisterous selves. You and Hyunjin fell back into the flow of things, yet there was an underlying current of change. Small gestures carried new meanings, glances held a little longer, and moments of shared silence spoke volumes.

You didn't bring yourself to ask if Hyunjin saw you in his future the playing the same role you saw him playing in your future.

You began to notice the little things: how he would linger in the kitchen when you were cooking, offering to help even if it meant just standing by your side; how he would find excuses to be in the same room as you, whether it was joining you for a late-night snack or sitting beside you during movie marathons. Even more so than he had been doing previously.

One rainy afternoon, you were curled up on the couch with a book, and coffee, the soft patter of rain against the windows creating a cozy atmosphere. Hyunjin entered the living room, carrying a mug of hot chocolate.

He sat down next to you, close but not too close, and picked up his sketchbook from the coffee table. The two of you sat in comfortable silence, the occasional sound of pages turning and the constant light scratching of pencil on paper the only interruption. You couldn’t help but steal glances at him, admiring the way his brow furrowed in concentration, the way his lips curved into a small smile at something when he finished it.

As the rain continued to fall, you felt a sense of contentment wash over you. These quiet moments with Hyunjin felt like stolen treasures, parts of a future you both were too afraid to fully embrace yet. A future the both of you were too afraid of admitting you wanted. Especially since the last time you tried it ended horribly.

One evening, you found yourself alone in the practice room. You often came here when you needed to clear your mind, the mirrored walls and the soft hum of the air conditioning providing a sense of peace. You were stretching, lost in thought, when Hyunjin walked in.

“Hey,” he said, a bit surprised to see you there. “Didn’t expect anyone to be here.”

“Just needed some space,” you replied, standing up and smiling at him. “What about you?”

“Practicing some choreography...” he said, walking over to join you. “Mind if I join?”

“Not at all,” you said, stepping aside to give him room.

The two of you began to stretch in silence, the familiar movements grounding you. After a while, Hyunjin put on one of their unreleased songs and started to dance, his fluid movements mesmerizing. You watched him, captivated by the way he seemed to lose himself in the music. There was something incredibly vulnerable about him in these moments, a raw honesty that took your breath away.

He finished his routine and turned to you, slightly out of breath. “Your turn,” he said with a playful grin.

You laughed, shaking your head. “I’m not nearly as good as you. I couldn't even learn the choreography to any of your dances with your help.” You laughed.

“Doesn’t matter,” he said, walking over and taking your hand. “Just dance with me.”

You hesitated for a moment, then let him pull you into the center of the room. He put on a slow, melodic song and guided you through the steps. At first, you were self-conscious, aware of every mistake, but Hyunjin’s gentle encouragement and the warmth of his touch soon made you forget your insecurities.

As you danced, you felt a sense of closeness that was ineffable. Your bodies moved in sync, your heartbeats matching the rhythm of the music. You looked into his eyes, and for a moment, it felt like the rest of the world faded away.

When the song ended, you found yourself standing close to him, his hand still holding yours. Neither of you moved, the air between you charged with unspoken emotions. You could feel his breath on your skin, his gaze locked on yours.

“Hyunjin…” you began, but the words caught in your throat.

He raised a hand to gently brush a strand of hair from your face, his touch sending shivers down your spine. A hesitant smile creeped onto his face. “I know,” he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

The moment stretched on, and you felt the urge to close the distance between you, to bridge the gap that had kept you apart for so long. And you knew he felt it too. But before either of you could act on it, the door to the practice room opened, and one of the members poked their head in.

“Hey, there you guys are! We’re heading out for dinner, wanna join?” Felix called out, oblivious to the charged atmosphere.

You quickly stepped back, your heart pounding. “Yeah, we’ll be right there,” Hyunjin replied, his voice steady despite the intensity of the moment.

During dinner you couldn't bring yourself to look at Hyunjin.

Did he want the same things you wanted? Would everything work out if you decided to try again?

You excused yourself to go to the bathroom but then decided to take a detour outside. You hadn't realized how much time had passed until you felt a jacket placed over you.

“It’s getting colder,” Hyunjin remarked, pulling the jacket tighter around you.

“Yeah,” you agreed. You swallowed, not knowing what else to say.

He glanced at you, his expression thoughtful. Then he took a shot at the dark. “Remember our first date? It was so cold that night.”

You smiled at the memory. “Yeah, we spent the whole night trying to keep warm.”

“And failing miserably,” he added with a chuckle.

You laughed, the sound mixing with the crisp night air. “We did, but it was still perfect.”

He nodded, his gaze turning serious. “I’ve been thinking a lot about the past. About what went wrong and what we could have done differently.”

You felt a pang of sadness, but also a sense of closure. “We both made mistakes, Hyunjin. But what matters is we're okay now.”

He looked at you, his eyes filled with determination. “I don’t want to make those mistakes again. I want to do things right this time.”

You turned to him. "This...time?"

"If you'll have me yes. It's been almost two years...and those have been the worst almost-two-years of my life. Even if we're friends, I always have to try so hard to push down my feelings for you. They never went away, Y/N. If anything, your absence just made them grow stronger..."

"We can try." You found yourself saying without even hesitating for a second. "But...slowly..."

Hyunjin smiled and nodded softly.

The two of you stood there, the city lights twinkling in the distance. It wasn’t a perfect resolution, but it was a start. And for the first time in a long time, you felt a sense of hope and possibility.

You and Hyunjin continued to navigate the complexities of your renewed relationship the next few weeks. There were still moments of doubt and hesitation, but there were also moments of joy and connection that reminded you why you were taking this chance.

One afternoon, you were in the kitchen making sushi.

“Brings back memories..." he said, leaning against the counter.

“Thats why I'm doing it,” you replied, smiling at him. “Want to help?”

“Sure,” he said, rolling up his sleeves. “What do you need me to do?”

“Handle the rice,” you said, handing him a bowl of rice. “And don’t get it everywhere like last time...”

“No promises,” he said with a grin, taking the bowl and causing you both to laugh.

As you worked side by side, the kitchen filled with laughter and the slight mess of making sushi. It was a simple, everyday moment, but it felt significant. These were the moments that made up a relationship, the small, seemingly insignificant interactions that built a foundation of trust and love.

You glanced at Hyunjin, his concentration focused on neatly aligning the ingredients, and felt a swell of affection. This was what you wanted, what you had missed. Not the grand gestures or the dramatic moments, but the quiet, everyday life shared with someone you loved.

The sushi rolls were soon ready, and you sat at the kitchen table, enjoying the fruits of your labor. Hyunjin took a bite and closed his eyes in exaggerated bliss.

"This is amazing,” he said, reaching for another, his chopsticks getting crossed with yours.

“Glad you like them,” you said, feeling a warm glow of satisfaction.

He looked at you, his expression serious. “I don’t just mean the sushi, you know.”

You felt your heart skip a beat. “I know.”

“I’m really glad we’re doing this. It’s not easy, but it feels right.”

You felt a sense of peace settle over you. “It does. And we’ll figure it out, one step at a time.”

The slow burn of your renewed relationship continued, each day bringing new moments of connection and understanding. You found joy in the small things, like the way Hyunjin would brush your hair behind your ear when it fell into your face, or the way he’d make you laugh with his silly antics.

One night, after a particularly exhausting day, you found yourself alone in the practice room. You had come here to clear your mind, to lose yourself in the music and the movement. You stretched, the familiar routines grounding you. Then began to dance.

The music washed over you, filling the empty spaces with its rhythm and melody. You closed your eyes, letting your body move with the music, each step a brushstroke on the canvas of your emotions.

You were no dancer, but you could see how one would be at peace doing something like this.

Lost in the moment, you didn’t hear the door open or the footsteps approaching. It wasn’t until a warm hand touched your shoulder that you snapped out of your reverie.

You turned, startled, and found Hyunjin standing there, his eyes intense and focused on you. He looked different somehow, his usual easy smile replaced by a raw vulnerability.

“Hey,” you said, your voice breathless.

He didn’t say anything, just looked at you with an intensity that made your heart race. And then, without warning, he closed the distance between you and pressed his lips against yours.

The kiss was soft yet urgent, a collision of longing and restraint. His hands found their way to your waist, pulling you closer as if he couldn’t bear to let you go. You responded instinctively, melting into his embrace, your hands finding their way to his chest.

Time seemed to stand still as you kissed, the world outside the practice room fading into insignificance. It was just the two of you, lost in a moment that felt both inevitable and surreal.

This was the first kiss that you and Hyunjin had shared since you decided to try again, and you could feel the two years of pent-up emotions and love with just the one act.

When you finally pulled apart, both of you were breathless. Hyunjin looked at you, his eyes searching yours for any sign of regret or hesitation. But all you felt was a deep sense of connection, a confirmation of everything you had been silently hoping for.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered, his voice rough with emotion. “I couldn’t wait any longer.”

You shook your head, unable to find the words. Instead, you reached up and cupped his face in your hands, pulling him down for another kiss. This time, it was slower, more exploratory, as if you were trying to memorize every curve and contour of his lips.

“I’ve wanted to do that for so long,” he murmured against your lips, his hands tightening their grip on your waist.

“Me too,” you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper.

He kissed you again, and again, each touch sending sparks of electricity through your body. The kiss deepened, a silent promise of everything you had yet to explore and discover together.

After what felt like an eternity, you finally pulled apart, your foreheads resting against each other’s. Your hearts were pounding in sync, a tangible echo of the intensity that had passed between you.

“I... I’m sorry,” Hyunjin said again, his voice hoarse. “I shouldn’t have...”

“No,” you interrupted softly, shaking your head. “Don’t apologize.”

“But I... I didn’t want to pressure you,” he continued, his eyes searching yours desperately. "We were supposed to take it slow..."

“You didn’t pressure me,” you assured him, your thumb tracing circles on his cheek. “I wanted this too, Hyunjin. I just... I didn’t know how to say it.”

He exhaled slowly, a mixture of relief and disbelief crossing his features. “I’ve missed you so much.”

“I’ve missed you too,” you admitted, your voice barely a whisper.

"We should still go slow," he said softly, his hands still resting on your waist. “I don’t want to mess this up again. I want to be extra careful. I don't want to break up.”

“We won’t,” you promised, leaning in to kiss him again. “We’ll take it one day at a time, we'll make sure this works.”

He nodded, his forehead still resting against yours.

You guys stood there, and you were sure nothing could break this tender moment, until Hyunjin's phone started ringing. He ignored but after the third call, he took his phone out of his pocket and looked at the screen, confusion painting his face to see the numerous amounts of notifications and Chan's name pop up.

"Hello?"

"Management wants to see you. Dispatch released photos a ton of photos. They even talked to Y/N's ex. I don't know if anyone's found Y/N's personal info yet you know how some Stays are."

You reached into the pocket of your hoodie and opened your private Instagram, seeing over 400 follow requests to your private account. And over 2000 new follows to your public spam account. You didn't even post pictures on there you posted art and memes, with no identification at all , so it shocked you to see how easily you were found.

Your following went up by the minute and so did the comments and DM requests you were getting.

Are you dating Hwang Hyunjin?

Die you fucking bitch.

You're ugly how the hell did you even pull Hyunjin.

Ahhhh! You and Hyunjin seem like you two are cute together!

Sleep with one eye open whore.

You looked at Hyunjin and you saw his eyes watering in anger.

"I'm sorry Y/N. I'm sorry."

You shook your head. "Its okay Hyunjin it's not your fault. Not at all."

He put his phone in his pocket and pulled you into his embrace.

"I'll fix this Y/N. I promise. Whatever it takes. For you I'd do anything."

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Amorous Play

Chapter 3: ✏️Hobbies ✏️

Member: Non-Idol! Hyunjin x Afab! Reader

Genre: SMAU, Smut, Fluff

Word Count: 5.2k

Summary: While drinking with her friends one drunken night Y/N checks the long forgotten tinder account her and her friends made a while back and matches with a guy that seems almost right out of her dreams though he does seem a little too perfect sometimes...

Your hands tremble as you continue to pace in the alleyway; constantly fixing the skirt Somi lent you. You felt a little nauseous as you slowly made your way over to the cafe. Your heart sank as you saw him standing there; leaning against the wall one hand in his pocket and the other holding his phone up to his face as he stared at something with a glare. For a moment you get lost in his visage, the way his midnight locks frame his face almost perfectly. You couldn’t understand how a white T-shirt and baggy stonewashed jeans could look so elegant.

Butterflies fill your stomach as you take two small strides in front of him. An arrow is sent straight to your heart as he looks up from his phone quickly putting it in his pocket as he smiles brightly at you. You smile shyly back “Hi Oppa” You stare at the ground shyly. “Hey baby” He smirks at you, a blush creeps on your cheeks as he grabs your hand tilting his head to the side as you continue to look anywhere but at him. You hear a slight chuckle from him “You won’t look at me?” He questions his tone adorably soft “Hmm baby?” You try to hide the smile on your lips yet the scarlet hue that chose to decorate your cheeks gives away how much you liked him calling you that “Hyunjin Oppa~” you whine grabbing at his arm slightly “Don’t make fun of me because I’m nervous” you feel him wrap his arms around you “You’re right I’m being mean right now but only cause you’re so cute” He confesses with a laugh as he holds you against his lean frame. You roll your eyes as you bite your lip nervously; brushing your hair out your face you return his hug as he places a kiss on your cheek. You stare up at him wide-eyed, he scrunches his nose at you as he gestures you both to go inside.

You sip your americano cheerfully as you pet the Great Dane nudging your leg. “Well aren’t you adorable” you coo as you lift the name tag from the collar ‘Okja’ you place a friendly smile as you wave to the large dog putting your coffee down “Hello Okja, I’m Y/N” you introduce yourself as you place your nose against his. His tail wags rapidly as you take his large head in your hands and scratch behind his ears “Aww, you’re so cute” you coo “I just want to take you home” You hear a scoff from across the table as Okja gives you small licks on your cheek “never thought I’d be jealous of a dog…” He mutters a hint of pettiness in his tone. You can’t contain your smile at his pout as he takes a sip of his americano “Don’t worry, Oppa..if you’re good I’ll take you home too” you wink. His eyes widen as the contents of his mouth are now all over the table; he struggles to catch his breath as he erupts into a coughing fit your hand covering your mouth that hung open suppressing a laugh “Sorry…” you giggle “You can’t keep just saying things like that out of nowhere” He scolds “You’re gonna kill me” he holds his heart a look of panic on his face as he looks around, probably for neighborhood aunties. “I’m sorry Oppa….but let’s be honest here, you should have expected as soon as I got over my nerves, for me to act this way. It’s why you wanted to meet me in the first place” You shrug and he pauses for a moment before he nods in agreement.

“I’m screwed…” he whispers under his breath

You found that you enjoyed Hyunjin's company, and you both got along well. He was charming yet a little reserved and he seemed quite interested in not only your body but also your mind. Somehow, it felt like you had known each other for a lifetime though you only met him last night. Kindred spirits of sorts, though you weren’t such a romantic. Conversation seemed to flow naturally, you’d felt like you could listen to him talk about his passion for dance all day almost. Eventually, you found yourself rambling on and on about your love for filmmaking and photography. It seemed he hung onto your every word as you explained your dream to become the next Jordan Peele or Ari Aster and dominate the horror genre. Confessing your dream is to knock Parasite and Train to Busan off their top spots.

You both found yourselves just talking wandering along the path at the park the summer evening sun beginning to set, Hyunjin excitedly explaining a painting he’d recently done as he pulled his phone out to show you. You stare at it bewildered “My friend Yeonjun would love you” he blushes as you place your hand over his pulling his phone toward you “You did that?” You beam, He licks his lips as he nods shyly “Y-yeah…” You stare at his phone one more time “Wow Oppa it’s really good!” You smile “Do you want to see some of my friend Yeonjun's art but I have to show you in person okay?” You suggest excitedly

“Sure”

You grab hold of his hand at his approval and pull him in the direction of your and your friend's favorite place. ‘The Station’ was a hidden platform between Mapo-gu and Mok-Dong. Though it seemed quite….condemned for lack of a better word there was a reason for it. You always feel excited when you get here, you release Hyunjin’s hand walking toward the stone at the bottom of the stairs. You hear a stifled gasp and you can’t contain your laughter as the color drains from Hyunjin’s face and he halts his movements “You’re gonna kill me aren’t you?” He questions trying not to sound nervous. You raise an eyebrow, placing both your hands behind your back as if to hide the stone you take slow steps toward him “Maybe…Maybe not” you shrug “gotta follow me to find out” you tease. He looks around in a panic “I’m kidding Oppa” you roll your eyes as you point the bottom of the stone toward him. Showing him a small capsule box with a hidden key in it. “My friend Yeonjun owns this place. He’s kinda a chaebol but he doesn’t like to draw attention to himself so he left a good amount of this pretty much how it was except fixing the foundation inside” You smirk “I won’t bite I mean unless you ask me too” you tease before grabbing his wrist and bringing him toward the brush covered entrance at the side of the building. Unlocking the door you turn your phone flashlight on as you take his hand “How’d he end up buying a train station?” Hyunjin questions “His dad owns a couple of resort trains and well resorts it only makes sense” You confess “But honestly me and my roommate Soyeon, found this place. At first, it wasn’t much” you explain as you bring him toward the stairs the light radiating from the bottom floor indicating someone was here.

“But then we showed Yeonjun who told his dad about it and as the second born kid his family him not showing an interest and leaving the company alone is the best option so his dad happily bought this place and funds his music career so he can be comfortable and out of the way when it comes to the family business” you explain as Ryujins voice echos through the room “Ugh Jun you just like to argue with me! Yuqi was a bitch anyway so, of course, we were fucking happy you dropped her!” You almost snorted at her declaration, you glanced at Hyunjin who looked at you confused “Sorry…” you gave him an apologetic look “My friends are here…” He stared at you blankly “So…?” He questions eyebrows raised “Do you not want me to meet them or something?” You give him a ‘you better be joking’ look “I just didn’t want you to be uncomfortable you know since you just met me…” He waves off your concerns “I mean I’m gonna meet them eventually. Besides we came all the way here and you said your friend Yeonjun has art here wouldn’t it be better to meet the artist as an artist?” He questioned with his eyebrow raised. “Didn’t you say you’re about to Graduate with a dance degree?” You scoff sarcastically. “I can have hobbies you know?” He counters. You couldn’t argue with face so you continued down the stairs “Ryu, she was still my girlfriend—That you haven’t even liked nor loved in months!!!” She cut him off. “Guys we have company” you inform them as you enter the room. Ryujin stares at you in disbelief her finger pointing at you in shock. “I’ll fucking kill you if you say anything blame Somi” you growl. “Junnie-Oppa where are you?” You call.

From the corner of your eye, you see Hyunjin lost in a daze as he stares at the walls decorated beautifully all over with Yeonjun’s paintings. He brought himself closer to the wall being mesmerized by the portrait Yeonjun had done of Soyeon so long ago though only you and Yeonjun could tell who it truly was. The light shined around her a beautiful wave splashing behind the angelic girl who looked as if she was almost gliding on top of the sand. Her face practically blurred, but you knew you had seen it right before he smudged her features so she’d never know it was her. Even throughout his relationships with other women he still found himself drawn to his childhood crush which brought about the end to every single relationship he had, including his most recent one which you had finally thanked god for even though you’d never truly tell him that. You giggle as Yeonjun pops his head out from behind the old ticket station. “Yah! You make it hard to be mad at you do cute shit keep being a pain in the ass” Ryujin scolds holding her heart before turning to Hyunjin “And who are you? You’re cute” He smiles as he points to himself “Me?” You chuckle “I mean you’re the only one she doesn’t know Oppa” you giggle before turning to Ryujin “and you Stop.” You state giving her a warning look, as she gives you a smirk that says ‘No’ crossing her arms over her chest “Blink once if you need help blink twice if you want me to call the police” she states to Hyunjin “Yah! He’s gonna need to call an ambulance for you soon” you growl. “Is she blackmailing you?” You hear Yeonjun whisper to Hyunjin “Why am I friends with you guys again?” Ryujin shrugs “Cause you’re secretly gay for me and Yeonjun bankrolls our life?” You point at her in agreement before introducing Hyunjin to both of them. “What do you think though Hyunjinnie Oppa?” You question “Do you like them” He nods his head rapidly “Junnie-Oppa, Hyunjin is gonna look around at the paintings okay?” Yeonjun brushes you off with a ‘sure’ as he continues to focus on what he is doing.

For some reason, Hyunjin couldn’t help the way his body tensed at your continued use of a guy he noticed was also attractive. He enjoyed the art but he couldn’t take his eyes off you at the moment, especially as you made your way into that room with that guy alone. And he couldn’t get a good view inside “Oh this is pretty!!” You exclaimed and he felt the need to see what was so great about whatever he was doing. Though his paintings are quite amazing. “I can see that scowl on your pretty face, don’t let their closeness get to you too much she is almost literally his little sister…” Ryujin commented offhandedly as she smirked at him. “She’s probably vomit at the suggestion and besides he’s interested in her roommate not sure if you heard us before but it’s why he broke up with his girlfriend so she’s not on his radar” His cheeks burn scarlet in embarrassment “Oh-uh hmm” he stammers “that obvious?” He asks sheepishly, Ryujin nods. “Yeah, but I mean it means you like her so I don’t care. But if she brought you here it means she likes you too so at the very least welcome to the club though you guys did meet just last night” She smirks her eyebrow raised. He smiles back before rolling his eyes.

“Jun you sure you’re good with Soyo staying with you tonight if things you know?” You question gesturing toward Hyunjin who was typed up in a conversation with Ryujin. You thanked god for her outgoing and friendly personality if it had been Soyeon—you didn’t even want to think about it. “Do you think I’m going to allow Yuqi’s trust issues and my feelings to affect our years of friendship?” He questions behind a raised eyebrow as he continues his purposeful strokes. “Besides I’d focus on who’s going to be in your bed tonight rather than mine” he nudged you.

“Do you think I could borrow a couple of your paints by the way?” That takes him by surprise “For you to ruin all the work I put into this place?” He questions half-jokingly “No just the look in Hyunjin's eye tells me he was to add to your collection” you confess truthfully as you eye his cart full of paints “he’s really good don’t worry I bet you’ll like it” You smile “ugh you’re lucky I can’t say no to you, I’m hungry anyway. Ryujin! You promised me food earlier let’s go I’m hungry” he calls giving you a knowing wink as he lifts himself from his seat.

You were happy Hyunjin took you up on the offer to paint as you took some pictures of Yeonjun’s latest creations to add to your portfolio for next semester. You glanced up at Hyunjin once while he was painting before snapping photos of how ethereal he looked. His eyebrows pulled into a focused scowl as he softly maneuvered the brush. He emerged in his work softly shifting from dipping his brush in various colors and shifting them to the wall in a brilliant fashion. The hues of pink and magenta flow through each other. You found yourself sitting across the room as you shifted through the pictures you had taken. Highlighting the beauty of Yeonjun’s latest art pieces. You didn’t even realize Hyunjin had finished until his voice pulled you out of your thoughts “You’re a good photographer” he comments from over your shoulder “You gonna take pictures of mine too baby?” He questions a hint of jealousy in his tone “Do you want me to?” You question turning to face him your noses centimeters from each other. He nods “Yeah, I want you to. I want you to focus on only me for a bit is that okay?” His voice is barely above a whisper. You nod nervously, your heart beating so loud you swear he could hear it. “I-I can show you some other pictures I took today too” you stammer as you pull up the pictures of him you took. “I was going to edit them and send them to you” You can’t read his expression as he stares at the photo for a moment before connecting your eyes once again never putting distance between your faces. His hand caresses your cheek, his nose brushing against yours.

“Can I kiss you?”

He asked softly a dash of hesitation in his tone; you nod shyly as he brushes his lips against yours. Pressing them firmly against yours at your approval, taking your breath away in a mind-numbing kiss. His plush lips pull your bottom one into his mouth as he nips at it. Turning your body to face him you’re quickly pulled into his lap his arms guiding yours around his neck. His tongue teases the entrance to your mouth. Your fingers find their way into the hair at the base of his neck, his hands sitting firmly on your thighs grasping for dear life. You feel a shiver run down your spine as he pulls away leaving trails of kisses down to your neck. You hold back a moan as he caresses your neck as he nips and sucks on your sweet spot. You practically pout when he pulls away eyeing his handiwork in the form of a small purple bruise at the base of your neck, just above your collarbone.

🔞SMUT WARNING-MDNI🔞

“Wanna know something else about me?” He whispers brushing his lips over your ear, the action and huskiness of his voice have you growing wet. “S-sure Oppa” you stammered, Hyunjin’s hand snaked around your waist holding you against his frame firmly as he placed his other hand on your cheek bringing your face closer to his. “I’m extremely possessive and jealous” He confessed as he pressed his hips up into you letting you feel his now hard member. “I don’t like seeing the girl I like so close to another guy…” his hand wraps around your neck squeezing softly “I'm also not very lenient, but I’ll give you a pass this time baby”

“B-but there's no reason to be jealous…” you state brushing your lips over his as you slowly grind your hips onto him.

“I only want you”

He presses his lips against yours once again quickly devouring your taste. You’d never thought you’d find yourself in this situation, but you’re enjoying every second. “Say it again…” he pleads against your lips “I only want you Hyunjinnie Oppa” you comply. A groan is released from his chest as you pepper kisses along his neck. “Fuck baby can I touch you?” He asks behind hooded lust-filled eyes. You nod in response your eyes connecting with his as he shakes his head “No use your word baby I already told you I like to hear full consent when I fuck you” he places another kiss against your lips as his fingers brush over the skin of your thighs hidden by the hem of the skirt. A bright scarlet blush creeps upon your cheeks as you stammer “Y-yes Oppa. I want you to touch me..” your tone is needy and whiny as you grasp at the collar of Hyunjin’s shirt. He smirks at your expression, as he glides his right hand between your legs. His fingers traced along the proof of how aroused you truly were “Damn baby…” he coos “you’re practically dripping” He presses his lips against yours as he presses firmly against your clothes bud “Do you like me that much?” You nod as you try to hide your face in his neck. His free hand quickly grabbed a hold of your chin; pulling your lips against his once again his tongue dominating your mouth.

His fingers pull your panties to the side, gliding between your folds. He bites your bottom lip tugging on it as he glides two fingers inside you. A sharp gasp of his name is released from your lips. “Shit baby, you’re so tight…” He groans; you cling to him as his fingers attack your G-spot rapidly “You like it baby? You're taking my fingers so well” you mewl in response. “I-I love it oppa”

You glide your hand down his lean torso, tracing the waistband of his jeans. Feeling the muscle hidden by the cloth of his shirt, you press your lips to his once again. He moans against your lips when your hand trails lower palming his member. His free hand quickly grabs ahold of your wrist. “What are you doing, baby?” He questions as he sucks on your neck, leaving more and more hickies as his need for you grows. “I want to make you feel good too Oppa” you confess shyly, your words causing his actions to halt.

“How?”

You try to look away from him but he holds your forehead against his “How baby?” your cheeks burning an even deeper Scarlet as you murmur your inaudible reply. “What was that babe?” he antagonizes. You take a deep breath “I want you fuck my mouth oppa…” you confess as you pull yourself off him sitting on your knees and looking at nothing but the ground in front of you. He stares at you bewildered for a second, before lifting himself to his feet and grabbing you by your hair. He tilts your head so you're looking at him, he leans forward placing a longing kiss against your lips. Your left hand steadying yourself on his hips, and your right palming his throbbing member. You unbutton his pants and pull them down as he tugs your bottom lip with his teeth. You lift his shirt slightly as he leans back against the wall. Leaving wet kisses along his waistband he bucks his hips in response to your hand now teasing him over his boxer briefs. You stare at his almost fucked out expression his eyes hooded as his bottom lip sat between his teeth. Your mouth practically watered at the sight, freeing his member from its confines it quickly sprung against his stomach. Trying not to marvel at the size you wrap your hand around the base. You stare up at him innocently “Fuck don't look at me like that when you're about to do what you're about to do” he grits. You smirk at his words before licking a stripe from the base to the tip, his hips buck at the contact as his grip on your hair grows tighter. “Don’t tease me, baby, I'm already holding myself back” his tone is rough and threatening yet not a hint of fear flowed through your veins. You bring the tip into your mouth slowly, using your tongue to send shockwaves through his body. He lets out a guttural moan as you take his member deep into your throat and if the vice grip on your hair was anything to go by…it was taking everything in him not to fuck your throat rapidly. You slowly bobbed your head on his member until the stretch of your throat didn't burn anymore before changing speeds.

His hips bucked in rhythm with your movements, your hand stroking what your mouth couldn't reach. His eyes were on your face the whole time as tears streamed down your face at the rapid pace he was fucking your mouth, yet you couldn't bring the situation to stop you wanted to feel him come undone down your throat and see him completely lose himself with you at this moment. you were exceptionally soaked your hand rubbing circles on your clit as you looked him in his eye “Fuck—you're doing so good baby come here” he praises, grabbing your hand and lifting you to your feet and into his arms as he connected your lips once more. “You mine baby?” He questions seductively, as he grabs your ass. You blush at the indication behind his question, you know it's more of a sexual possession thing but you can't help but hope he means it in every way either way the answer was— “Yes Oppa, all yours” you moan as he wraps your legs around his waist pressing your back against the wall firmly. His cock gliding over your clothed core, his lips leaving more love bites along your collarbone. “Oppa don't tease me please…” you pout, he smirks against your skin holding you tighter into his frame “fuck baby stop being so cute I'm trying to be good to you this time at least” his tone is full of lust as he pulls your panties to the side teasing your soaked core by continuing to rub his member against your clit. Your fingers play with his hair as you connect your lips, the taste of his mouth something you don't think you'd ever get enough of. “Oppa~” You whine he cuts your word off with his lips “Shh baby, relax let Oppa take good care of you baby.” he places the tip inside of you and it is enough to force your eyes to roll to the back of your head before the feeling is gone. You practically cry at what you would deem as torture.

“P-please Oppa…” you beg your voice strained. You hear him ‘tsk’ “Please what?” you can feel your core throbbing at his continued teasing. You take his face in your hands locking eyes with him, “Fuck me please oppa. I want you so bad” you plead. His mouth hung open for a second before he nodded and guided his member into you slowly. You gasp at the stretch, clinging to him tightly. “Shhh…” He coos, holding you against him sweetly, “O-oppa” you cry. “It's okay baby you're doing so good..” his voice is strained. You pull him into a sloppy kiss as you slowly start guiding yourself on his member. He places your legs over his arms spreading them wider as he begins pounding into your core harshly. “So fucking tight baby” he growls as he begins to lose himself in you. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as he continuously attacks your G-spot the feeling more than you could have ever imagined. You felt a shiver run through your body as he stared at you “Fuck look at you” he groans “Desperate little slut for my cock huh?” you nod your head eagerly words not coming to your mind as a tear stream down your cheeks. Pornographic sounds are the only thing that your mouth can formulate as you feel a familiar knot in your stomach. Desperately grabbing at Hyunjin you come undone “You take it so fucking well, baby. Cum for me” he groans encouraging your release as his hips begin to stutter “It feels so fucking good in this tight pussy baby” he releases a guttural moan “It's all mine right baby?” you nod as you begin to lose feeling in your legs “All yours, Hyunjinnie Oppa.” you agree he presses his lips to yours as he pulls himself out of you his lips not leaving yours as he finished in your panties. Your eyes widen as he kisses you again before fixing his clothes.

🔞END SMUT🔞

You blush as you make your way to the single bathroom Yeonjun had added to the platform. taking your panties off and throwing them in the sink you begin cleaning them off as you stare at yourself in the mirror. What happened between you and Hyunjin was practically written on your face and neck. A blush grows on your cheeks as you stare at the sheer amount of hickies he'd left. Ringing out the water to the best of your ability and cleaning yourself as much as you can; you pull your now wet underwear on before making your way back to the room you'd left Hyunjin in. You saw him seated on the floor looking at your camera almost as if nothing happened and if it weren't for his swollen lips you wouldn't have been able to tell anything did. “Am I supposed to be a leopard or something” you whine pointing at your neck. Hyunjin chuckles as he lifts himself from the ground reaching his hand out for you. You pout as you take his hand and he interlocks your fingers pulling you into his frame once again. Placing a small Peck on your pouty lips he smiles “It keeps creeps from looking twice at my baby” he tilts his head as he looks at you “You still want to take photos of my painting right?” you beam at him as you nod pulling away from his embrace “Of course let me go get the studio light Yeonjun Oppa keeps for late night painting sessions” Hyunjins large hand wraps around your wrist “W-wait!” he calls hesitantly “C-can you not call him oppa if he's not around?” he asks shyly not looking at you. “A-are you jealous?” you question a hint of amusement in your tone. He gives you a small pout “I already told you I'm the jealous type..” you grab his face in your hands “Yeonjun was born in 1999, I do it out of respect for him. He's pretty much my adoptive brother and he's not my type he's too….Yeonjun. Honestly, you don't have to worry about anyone else Oppa if you want me I'm yours” you confess before making your way to grab the studio light leaving Hyunjin standing there in awe; His cheeks burning a bright Scarlet.

You were quite surprised at the size and level of skill Hyunjin had put into his painting which took you'd say only about 2 hours. You stare at the painting wide-eyed “Oppa! Can I use these in my portfolio?” you question excitedly as you begin to snap photos from all angles capturing his painting in all types of light. He snorts as he shrugs “Sure if you want” he stares at you as you continue to take more photos “I thought you said you're a cinematography major?” he questions you giggle in response “I can have a hobby you know?” he laughs at your use of his previous words “What I mean is…do you get paid for the pictures you take?” you shake your head in response as you take your last few shots. “I don't do photography for money, well let me not lie I've been paid to do sessions and stuff but I like photography almost as much as I like filmmaking. So most of the time I find myself taking pictures anyway so why charge for it when it's my friends or someone I've already taken a nice picture of..” you hand him your camera showing him the photos of his painting. “Let me know which ones you want me to send to you…” you state as he stares at them. “They’re all really good honestly” A small smile spreads onto his lips “My girl seems to be pretty talented herself. Can I see something you've directed?” you shake your head again “Unfortunately the music video I filmed for Yeonjun’s band hasn't been released yet and I only have my work at home on my desktop” He pouts giving you a sigh “but I wanna see it…I wanna see your art. I showed you my painting, I have a dance video on my phone I can show you. Please?” he begs handing you your camera back and holding your free hand. “I'll buy dinner and you can show me” he suggests, you find yourself unable to say no. You smile brightly as he pulls you into a bone-crushing hug when you agree with a ‘fine’. He pecks your lips softly “Let's go, baby. It's gonna be dark soon if it isn't already” he holds your hand tenderly

You stare at the man in front of you, his goofy smile a direct contradiction that was the rough, seductive, and possessive smirk he'd given you not too long ago. His touch is gentle and caring as he walks with you out of the station. The contrast between this adorably sweet flirty guy and the rough dominant man you had sex with, was enough to send your inhibitions out the window and straight to the pits of hell. If this man with the face of an angel turns out to be the devil…

you'd gladly sacrifice it all for him….

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Echoes|| Hwang Hyunjin (Stray Kids)

Pairing: Reader(fem.) X Hyunjin

Word count : 5.8K+

Warnings : Blood, death, weapons, fire.

Genre : Romance, time-travel AU, royal AU, suggestive, mentions of death

Description: One day, you’re a college student, barely making it through your finals. And the next, you wake up in a palace, married to the most beautiful man on earth. What the hell is happening?!

A/N : HELLO MY TUMBLR FAM! I know its been way toooo long. And I’ll be honest, I missed everyone and I missed writing more than anything. I’ll try to post regularly and I hope my stories reach out to you as much as they did before.

Also, in other news, if this story gets a good response then imma write a mini series of royal stories for the other members as well(the stories will not be interrelated tho)

I hope y’all like this! I put my heart and soul into it!

You're not sure if you're awake anymore or just a frozen sack of meat staring at a painting like your life depended on it.

"See? I told you, y/n! She looks like you." Your friend, Lia squeals excitedly. You wish you could share even half of her enthusiasm.

You knew this trip to the museum was a bad idea the moment you got on the bus. This entire trip has just not been clicking with you the way you'd expected it to.

You were always a history lover, though. You'd read pages and pages about kings and queens and ancient politics and everything along those lines. This trip was supposed to be equally enlightening but you'd spent the entire day trying shake off an odd, eerie feeling that seems to have latched on to your back.

"Yeah.." you mutter to Lia.

Your eyes run along every single stroke of the painter's brush. The red hues of the curtains, the golden shine of the crowns, the green frills on the Prince's overcoat and the brown contour of the Princess's face.

The face that somehow mirrored yours.

"Maybe she's a far, far ancestor of yours?" Lia suggests, "Who knows, y/n!"

There's no way a Princess from the 1800s could be your ancestor; you'd know if you had even a bit of royal blood coursing through your veins.

And in that one possibility out a million, even if you did have a royal ancestor, there's no way she'd look exactly like you. No way.

"Or it could be your past life, y/n." Lia's voice goes into a whisper, her eyes widening behind her square rimmed glasses, "Maybe you were the princess."

You only sigh in response.

You walk closer to read the placard placed near the foot of the painting.

Hwang Yeji

Painter, 1795-1856.

Portrait of His Royal Highness Prince Hwang Hyunjin and the Royal consort

1827

Oil on canvas

Her Royal Highness princess Hwang Yeji was born in 1795 to His majesty King Chung and the royal consort Her Majesty Queen Sayuu of the then kingdom of Clé. She also has a twin brother, Prince Hwang Hyunjin who is believed to be older than her by a few minutes.

“It is said that the Crown Prince and Princess have had quite a tragic story, and Princess Yeji had gathered strentgh to complete this painting a long time after her brother and sister in law were tragically killed.” Lia reads out the rest of the sentences.

"I'm taking a picture, oh God! This is so fucking awesome." Lia fishes out her phone and starts clicking pictures of the painting, muttering how the similarity between these you and the Royal Consort is giving her goosebumps, "Should I make a video too?"

Her voice drains out into the background as a throbbing pain spreads across your head and eyes and you see odd flashes like the scenes of a movie playing without any particular order; castles, ball dances, a crown colored in blood and a boy wounded in your arms.

An unexplainable force pushes you closer to the painting and the moment your fingers touch the rough wooden frame, your headache stops.

"Y/n, you're not allowed to touch the pai-"

Lia's voice gets quieter and quieter till your vision goes black and your body goes limp.

*

When your eyes flutter open after god knows how long, you find yourself in a rather unexpected place.

The room is bright. Too bright for your liking. Yet the sparkling white marble of the walls and floor look beautiful against the dark brown vintage furniture of the room.

You stir against the feather soft mattress of the bed when a concerned voice calls you from across the room.

"Oh my darling! You're awake!" The voice is gentle, "We were so worried about you, y/n."

Your vision is still hazy but you see the figure of a lady walking toward you.

"Um, where am I?" You ask, rubbing your temples.

Until a while ago, there was unbearable pain but now you feel fine.

"Oh dear," the lady sits at the foot of your bed, "You're home. Do you not remember?"

Home? Since when did home go from a 3 BHK apartment in the heart of the city to this huge, fancy room?

"There..there has been some kind of mistake, ma'am."

When you try to sit up, she pushes you back down. Gentle but insistent.

"Dear, you need to rest. The physician will be here in the evening and I am to stay here with you until Hyunjin arrives, okay?"

She smiles at you and finally, you are able to take a closer look at the woman. Her hair is graying but long, a silver crown rests on her head gracefully and she wears the most beautiful silk gown you'd ever seen. Her face is wrinkled yet when she smiles, one can tell that she must have been quite a beauty back in the day.

"W-who might you be, ma'am?" You ask, nervous, heartbeat in your throat.

You were excited when you saw the fancy room earlier but now it's getting real creepy. Why is this random woman talking to you as if she knows you?

"Oh, dear, y/n," She places a hand on your forehead, and you flinch, "I'm your mother in law. Queen Sayyu. Do you really not remember?"

Your breath gets caught in your throat.

Queen Sayyu. You'd heard that name before. That painting in that museum you were in. Lia was right beside you. What the fuck happened after that?

"I think you're mistaken, ma'am. I am a student. I cannot be married." You mutter, "Did you find my phone when I was brought here? I could call my friend. She must be around." Because there's no way Lia would leave you alone with this creepy old lady with some serious personal issues, right?

But then again, Queen Sayyu was a real person. And for all you know, her daughter in law did resemble you.

Did you perhaps travel back in time? Or was it just your brain making you see weird things?

"Phone? What's that?" She asks.

You sigh, and tap your thighs where your pant pockets once resided but now, your fingers slide across the softest silk.

"Where are my clothes?" You jump out of the bed, getting worried by the second.

Why were you dressed in a blue silk gown? You don't even remember ever buying one.

Panic seizes you when Sayyu tries to touch you, "Ma'am, would you please tell me what’s going on? I'm genuinely confused!"

"I am telling you the truth! You, y/n Princess of The Northern Kingdom was married off to my son Hwang Hyunjin a few months back. " she sucks in a deep breath, "Did you perhaps lose your memories after the accident? Did you hit your head too hard?"

You are about to open your mouth to reply when you hear a gentle knock on the door.

"Y/n, it's Hyunjin. "

Sayyu passes you a worried look before she rushes off to let her son in.

"It's worse than I thought, " you hear her whisper as the front door opens, "She has amnesia!"

You sit on the edge of the bed, running a frustrated hand through your hair.

As if the mother wasn't enough, the son is here too. Brilliant.

"Please talk to her. She is saying peculiar things like some thing called phones and some girl called Lia and she kept asking who I was!" Sayyu continues whispering to Hyunjin, with no active reaction from the latter.

You wonder if Sayyu was really stupid enough to think you couldn't hear her.

"I'll talk to her." A male voice finally replies, "You should rest, mother. You've been here all day."

For some reason, you cannot bring yourself to have a look at your supposed husband.

You have a fleeting memory of the painting you'd seen back at the museum but you weren't sure if the Prince really did look as attractive in real life.

You hear the front door open and close, and then heavy footsteps approach you.

"Is this some new plan of yours? Trying to get attention again?"

Wow. What the actual hell!

You snap your head to look at him, "Excuse me?"

But oh, boy was he beautiful. Long blonde hair, golden eyes and blue silk robes, he carried it all so elegantly.

"Y/n, please. I know you didn't actually lose your memories. So stop pretending and tell me why you are doing it."

For a second, you almost feel bad for yourself.

Well not you you but the princess you.

It must have been hard marrying someone like this. But then again, good looks hardly ever guarantee good behavior.

"I am not pretending. I genuinely do not remember anything, Hyunjin! Why do you have to be so mean?"

"If you really do not remember anything then why are fighting with me like you do always! See, I was right. You are lying."

You clench your jaw, frustrated, " I am fighting because whether I remember you or not, you're still a piece of shit!"

Hyunjin's eyes widen in shock. Of course he never expected his graceful wife to ever use such profanities. He looks betrayed.

"Now get the hell out of my room."

You climb back into the bed, cover your head with the quilt and shut your eyes.

Before you know it, you are sleeping soundly with no idea that your poor husband is spending the night on the sofa in your room

*

The next morning, you are woken up by your maids followed by the most delicious breakfast ever.

They prepare a bath for you, chose a gorgeous gown from the closet, and even style your hair. You do not even have to lift a finger to get these things done.

And all of a sudden, your odd reality doesn't feel as horrible anymore.

You remember the placard placed near that painting, and all your fears vanish. It was written that Prince Hyunjin and his wife would be killed in a few years and you are positive that when you die in this world, you will wake up in your original world.

Yes, the dying part is scary but might as well enjoy the luxury that comes with the fear.

In the afternoon, you find yourself sipping tea and breathing the fresh air of the rose garden behind your palace quarters.

"So you are...Nabi. My lady in waiting?"

Nabi is a cheerful, smiley young woman. She also seems to be closer to the princess version of yourself than most other maids.

"Yes, your Highness, " she sighs sadly, "It breaks my heart to see you like this. Do you really not remember anything?"

"Um, I remember some things. Like the king's and queen's name and princess Yeji. I also know that I am from the Northern Kingdom."

You also know that you'd die in around two years and Hyunjin's sister will make a painting to let the world know what a tragic story you had, but you decide to not say that.

Nabi pouts, "I'm sorry, your Highness. I wish I were there when you fainted. Maybe I could have helped you."

You tap your fingers against the porcelain cup in your hand, "Could you tell me exactly what had happened that day? Did I fall down? Or something else happened?"

"Oh, you didn't fall, no," she chuckles, "All the women of the Royal family were invited to this art gallery. While looking through some paintings, you suddenly fainted. We brought you back immediately."

"The physician check you and confirmed that you weren't pregnant, much to the Queen's dismay. She was looking forward to becoming a grandmother."

You almost spit the tea out, "What! Where did that even come from?"

Nabi smiles, "Well, why else would a newlywed bride faint? Anyway, I knew you weren't pregnant. You'd told me the prince and you haven't done that, you know."

Wow. The princess 'you' really told this girl way more than needed.

"And why exactly did I say we hadn't fu- I mean done that yet?" And now you were asking more than necessary.

"Because he's cold to you." She says, "But you know, even when you told me that, I knew he loved you and only you. He has never been involved with another and I saw him keep a portrait of yours in his private study room."

You are at a loss of words. How does one even react to this kind of information? Should you be happy for the princess 'you' or should you be jealous of her?

You force a smile, "How exactly did you find out about the portrait?"

"What portrait?" A male voice says from somewhere behind you.

Nabi and the other maids quickly get on their feet and greet their prince as this ethereal man walks out from behind the tall bushes.

"Hm? What are you guys talking about?" He asks, a gentle smile on his lips.

Oh so now he smiles?

"Just palace gossip." Nabi says, her gaze low.

"Is it true, my princess?" Hyunjin walks toward you and takes your hand in his, pressing his lips gently to your fingers.

You hate the way your cheeks heat up at the contact.

"Y-yeah. Obviously." You say.

He smiles widely, wrapping an arm around your shoulders, "Could you ladies please excuse us?"

When Nabi and the maids leave, you find yourself alone with the prince again and you're not sure how you feel about that.

Last night, he was so mean to you and now he's acting like a lovestruck man? What is the meaning of this?

You push him away, "What?"

He sighs.

Today, his blonde hair is tied half way up, and he wears a diamond crown. He looks more sophisticated from last night. More prince-like.

"What?" You demand again.

"Look, I'm sorry about yesterday, okay? I'm still not convinced that you've lost your memories but can we put this behind us for a while?" He says, "Can you come with me to the study room? I have to show you something."

You follow him without question.

The palace complex is still a maze to you and other than your living quarters, you don't know much about the rest of the palace.

He leads you through a staircase to a huge room on the top floor of one of the buildings. Or was it the main palace where the king and queen resided? You weren't sure anymore.

"Yeji was very worried to hear about your amnesia, by the way." Hyunjin mutters as he lights the candles in the room, "She'll be back by next summer."

"Where has she gone?" You say, mindlessly staring at the huge collections of books in this place. A huge chandelier hangs from the center of the room and as the Hyunjin continues to light numerous candles and lanterns around the room, your eyes finally take in the whole picture of the room. For a second, you almost felt like you were watching a Renaissance period drama.

Hyunjin stops in his tracks, "y/n, do you really not know?"

He turns around and looks at you strangely, as if expecting your eyes to give away the truth of this supposed amnesia.

And when he sighs, you know that he didn't find what he desired.

"She's training under a really famous dance academy. If she's lucky, she might be able to clear her final year dance exams this year." He says.

You want to ask him if art doesn't interest her but that might make him doubt you again. You cannot afford to do that when Hyunjin is the only person here who you trust even slightly.

Nabi is honest and Sayyu is kind but you find it hard to match their energy.

"So what did you want to sho-" You stop mid sentence when your eyes fall on a huge painting behind Hyunjin's study table.

Your painting.

"It's me", you gasp, "It's..my portrait."

"Yeah. I just finished it today, actually." He rubs the back of his neck, "I'll hang it in your room once the paint dries."

In the painting, you are sitting on a chair, dressed in the finest white dress you'd ever seen. An elegant tiara sits on the crown of your head, and your lips are stretched into a smile.

"Hyunjin..." you are at a loss of words.

Nabi was right; Hyunjin did have a portrait of you in his study. What she didn't know is that he was the one who made the painting while all this while you were under the impression that Yeji was the artist in the family.

"It's good right?" He asks, unsure.

"Yes. I love it," you reply, "When is this image from?"

Hyunjin frowns at your words, again scanning your eyes as if looking for some hint of lies in your words.

"Y-you don't remember?" He asks.

"What?"

He sighs, looking rather disappointed, "It's from our wedding, y/n."

*

Hyunjin is starting to wonder if you'd actually lost your memories.

The next few days, he tries to subtly engage you in conversations regarding your wedding day and your life before getting married and by the time the week ends, he is sure you'd lost your memories.

He hated to admit it, but he did like the fact that you couldn't remember the times when he was so horrible to you.

Now he can start anew. A clean slate.

"You've been spending suspiciously a lot of time with me, Hyunjin." You had asked him one evening, munching up a cookie, "What's up?"

He chuckles; he's come to enjoy this new side of yours. It's a completely different version of your other self- the one who grew up training to be the lady of a house.

"Nothing," he grabs a cookie for himself, "We're having a ball this evening, by the way. It's mother and father's 30th anniversary."

Your eyes widen with excitement, "Really?! We're having a ball ball. Like we wear dresses and all? And we dance under a huge chandelier?"

Hyunjin is taken aback; you used to hate balls. Or any public gathering for that matter.

"Y-eah, well. Yes." He gulps.

"Oh my god. I need to talk to Nabi. I have so much to prepare, oh my god. Why are you only just telling me," you grab another cookie and sprint towards your room, "Also will there be a fountain where wine flows instead of water? That would be so cool!"

Hyunjin gives you a soft smile; no such fountain was planned for the ball but if it meant he'd see you this excited, he could pull a few strings.

*

The rest of the hours leading upto the ball is a blur; you only remember running from the dressing room to the ball room to your bedroom and back to the dressing room and as for Hyunjin, the day goes slower than ever.

He only got to see flashing glimpses of you running from place to place and somewhere, deep down in his heart, he missed your attention.

It was a jarring realization; him enjoying your company and attention and even craving it at times. He couldn't quite digest this unfamiliar feeling yet, he realised, he wasn't unwelcome to it.

"Are you ready? They're waiting for the Prince and Princess, y/n. We don't want the Royal families of other kingdoms thinking we were out doing something unholy now, would we?"

Hyunjin has this mischievous smile on his, leaning against the door Frame of your dressing room.

Is he flirting? You wonder.

You sigh, "I don't think I look good enough, Hyunjin. I look..weird."

You run a hand over the lustrous material of your ball gown. You feel very foreign in your body all of a sudden.

"I don't think so, my lady," Hyunjin steps into the room, a hand gentle on your waist, "I think you look breathtaking. What would you say, Nabi?"

Nabi hides a blush while you stare at your husband; wide eyed and mouth gaping.

What has gotten into him lately? Is he trying to annoy you or are these words coming from somewhere else?

You shake the latter thought away from your mind. How could this beautiful Prince from centuries before your time find you breathtaking?

Impossible.

You swallow your nervousness and turn on your heels.

"If you say so," you shrug, "Let's go, come on, Hyunjin. "

Chuckling softly to himself, Hyunjin follows suit.

The evening is great but you don't remember much by the time it ends; you somehow end up getting drunk on wine from the wine fountain and Hyunjin has to subtly carry you away from the ball room.

"Hyunjin ~" you slur as he covers your body with a duvet, "Do you ever wonder if a parallel universe exists?"

He lies down beside you, sighing, "Maybe. Why do you ask?"

"I know it exists. I am living proof that it exists, you know," you say, passionately, "I'm not bluffing."

Hyunjin laughs, " Of course, you're not. How could you lie?"

He pushes strands of hair behind your ear.

Your heart thumps against your chest; you love that feeling.

"If there was a parallel universe, I hope I end up with you." You giggle, snuggling into his chest.

Hyunjin freezes for a moment, breath stuck in his throat and eyes not even blinking.

But when he feels you relaxing into him, he let's his shoulders slouch.

"If there was a parallel universe, I hope I end up with you too."

The only reply he gets from you is a snore.

*

The next few months are smooth as the calm sea, pleasant as the spring wind, beautiful like the blooming of roses.

You'd come to adore Hyunjin- that was for sure. You'd come to love his presence and crave it everytime you guys were apart. He had become like the anchor to your ship; and you, his.

"Yeji's coming home tomorrow, by the way. How much do you remember of her?"

"Just her face," and the fact that when you're both killed brutally one day, she'd make a painting of you two, immortalising your love.

The thought causes your stomach to stir; you didn't want to go back to the reality you knew.

All of a sudden, you find yourself wishing you had more time with this man- this man who loved nothing more than lying in your arms, your naked bodies as close as one could get, this man who had made you feel safe when you were suddenly sucked into this unknown world, this man who loved you to death and beyond.

Hyunjin snuggles in closer(as if he could get any closer) and kisses your temple oh so tenderly. Then he moves to your cheek, then nose and then mouth.

His lips are plump and warm and inviting, and before you know it, you both find yourself falling into the wonderful ocean of pleasure. Over and over again.

The next day when Yeji arrives, you are skeptical about approaching her but she was more than happy to see you. Before the day ended, she'd already invited you to a tea party in the gardens, and by the week ended, you guys had become great friends.

She was just so comfortable to talk to and so friendly. She was so curious yet sweet. How could you not be her friend, you often wondered.

It was on one such afternoon picnic that Nabi came running to you.

"His Majesty is injured! He was attacked during his hunt."

You didn't waste a second before storming off towards his room, not caring for your supposed lady etiquette anymore.

No God, please, not yet.

You reach your bedroom, out of breath and sweaty, and Hyunjin was sitting at the edge of the bed, getting his wounds cleaned.

Your heart drops into your stomach.

There is a big gash on his arm; bleeding profusely even though the physicians were trying to stop it. There are blue and purple all over his face and stomach, and a few more smaller cuts on his entire body.

And he looked terrified and pale and sad.

"Hyunjin..." you run to him.

He looks up at you, teary eyed.

"Y/n...I'm okay." Is his first instinct, "Don't cry."

You sit beside him and press a long kiss to his temple, your heart feeling lighter when the physician signals to you that the bleeding has stopped.

"Who was it?" You ask

Yeji stands in front of the two of you; tears streaming down her face.

"Whoever it was, I'll kill them with my own two hands, goddammit!"

"Calm down, guys." Hyunjin sighs, "I didn't see a face. But they were wearing a very familiar perfume. I wonder who it could have been."

You swallow nervously, "Just..just stay safe okay?"

Hyunjin smiles at you, "Of course, my love."

An odd mixture of expressions grace Yeji's face.

*

While Hyunjin recovers, you make sure he does not step out of the palace unaccompanied.

You're getting his food tested, his room sanitized, and every gift that he receives has to go through multiple rounds of security checks. You know what is to come, but some silly, silly part of you wants to prevent it.

"You're being a little too paranoid, I think." Hyunjin tells you as the servants set up the dinner table for him, "I'm gonna be fine, y/n."

"Hyunjin, just," you sigh, reminding yourself to be patient with him, "Just please let me do what I'm doing. It helps me sleep at night."

With a gentle wave of his wrist, Hyunjin dismisses the servants.

He grabs your hand and pulls you in to sit on his lap.

"Y/n, I'm literally right here. I'm stronger than you think. I'm not planning on leaving you any time soon." He presses a kiss to your temple.

A wave of realization washes over you, and you find yourself tearing up, melting into his embrace.

How did you even come to love this man that you'd only ever heard of in history books? Was this even real? If you pinch yourself hard enough, would you wake up to a world where Hyunjin is not yours anymore?

"Just shut up, goddammit, " you say to him, "Hold me, please."

You say it like a request, but really, you were begging him to hold you. To make you feel safe, even if it's for a short while. Because for all you know, the end could be closer than expected.

That night, you and Hyunjin fall asleep in each other's embrace. There was nothing more pure, raw, or beautiful than what you felt with him. In a span of a few months, you'd fallen madly in love with the prince.

It's funny, huh, how you never found love back in the modern world yet here you were, sharing your whole heart with Hyunjin?

Maybe it was always meant to be like that and maybe when this beautiful daydream ends someday, you could look back at it and relish these memories.

"Y/n, get up." You're pulled out of your sleepy thoughts when you feel someone tap you on the shoulder. Urgent.

"Nabi? What time is it?" You whisper back, gently putting Hyunjin's head of the pillow, "What's happened?"

Nabi shakes her head, "The Royal investigators have got some news. A possible group of assassins is heading to the palace as we speak. My lady, we must rush you to safety immediately. The soldiers will escort the Prince."

Your heart hammers against your chest.

"I-I can't leave him. He's not recovered yet. He cannot fight!"

"Your majesty, please. I beg you," Nabi replies, "These are the orders of The Queen. I have to escort you to where the ladies are. "

With a tight throat, you quietly follow Nabi out of the room.

She leads you down through a secret tunnel between Your Palace and The King's, that leads to a dark corridor with a single metal door at the end.

"This way, your majesty. The princess and the queen are inside. I'll bring you news from to time so there's nothing to worry about." Nabi says as she unlocks the door from the outside. She passes the lantern to you.

The moment you step into the dark room inside, you hear a loud bang. You turn around in horror only to find the door closed in your face and Nabi gone.

"N-nabi?" You murmur nervously, "Why did you close the door?"

From inside the room, you hear a faint chuckle.

"She's gone, y/n. Left us to rot in this dungeon forever. "

"Yeji?"

You jog towards the tired, lifeless voice.

And when you reach the princess, what your lantern shows you horrifies you to the core.

"Your majesty!" You fall on your knees, grabbing the lifeless body of a once beautiful Queen who you'd come to adore over the years, "W-what happened?"

You're crying now; watching the princess caress her mother's cold face.

You're sobbing; watching the bloody hands of the daughter who tried to stop her mother from bleeding to death.

"Nabi is..", Yeji swallows, "She's a part of the resistance that wants to overthrow the monarchy. They want a military ruled government. It was her doing. On the day Hyunjin was attacked, I knew it was her."

You cry harder, moaning into your hands.

How could she?

"And I too, am at fault here. I made the mistake of befriending her so so many years ago," Yeji continues, "I paved her way into the palace. I'm as much as of a criminal as her."

You clear your throat, rubbing the tears off your cheeks and neck, another sob bubbling within your chest.

"We do not have time to repent things we had no control over," you say, "The Queen Mother is gone but we can still save your father and Hyunjin. "

"They've taken father to their military fortress. " Yeji says, her tone suggesting she's given up all her hopes. "He's as good as dead. "

"Then we save my husband."

"Y/n, how will we-"

"I saw the key. When Nabi unlocked the door, I saw the key."

"What about it?" Yeji asks, shifting.

"It doesn't have a key. It only has a numerical lock code."

Yeji lifts an eyebrow, as if to ask you "So?"

"It was 0143."

*

Leaving the Queen Mother's body behind, you and Yeji rush out of the door, grabbing every knife, sword, and other sharp object you could find in the dungeon.

"I think she must have taken Hyunjin hostage," Yeji says, rubbing the sweat off her forehead. "But since he cannot fight that well because of his wounds, they're probably interrogating him in your bedroom. "

"Interrogating him for what?"

"The keys to the Royal armory and the king's safe of gold."

Sure enough, you find Hyunjin in your bedroom. Except it wasn't your Hyunjin, it was a replica of

Queen Sayyu. Blood and blood and blood everywhere on his body. His eyes barely open but his hands, they pointed at you as you rushed in.

"Hyunjin!" You cried, kneeling by the bed side floor, "Hyunjin, please, hold on."

The room was empty except for the three of you. The furniture was broken and burnt and cupboards were clearly forced open.

"Did you give them the keys?" Yeji asks him, sobbing, "Mother died to protect those keys."

He coughs and leans into you, "I've alarmed the military. They are on their way."

"The rebels will be coming back too." He coughs again, "The keys are behind the painting in my study. Save them Yeji, run, now."

Yeji steadies herself as she gets up, "Come on, y/n. He said they might come back. "

Oh, but how could you? How could you leave the love of your life to bleed to his death alone while you escaped?

Moreover, this was the tragic end of your daydream, wasn't it? Dying together while Yeji survives and continues to rule the country.

"Go, Yeji, " you tell her, over the noise of the blood coursing through your ears, you hear footsteps, "Now!"

Yeji is a smart girl, you realize. With a hand over her mouth to suppress her sobs, she runs out of the room, without turning back even once.

When she is out of sight, Hyunjin fumbles to find your hand in the darkness. He's cold and stiff.

"If I disappear today, promise me you will find me. Promise me, please y/n." He manages to say.

You kiss his hand softly as the footsteps get closer, tears streaming down your face.

"I will find you. In every universe, in every timeline. I will find you, my love. " you say as you find a metallic taste in your tears and your vision goes black.

*

After what feels like a millennia, the darkness around you is finally replaced by a bright light.

It is too bright, but when you see a familiar face, your discomfort vanishes.

"Lia!" You throw yourself onto your napping friend, "Lia! Oh, I'm so happy to see you."

Lia though surprised at your outburst, returns your embrace with equal enthusiasm.

"I missed you too, y/n." She says, "I didn't know that picture would have such an impact on you. I was so scared when you passed out!"

Picture? What picture?

And suddenly, all the memories play in your mind like an old film. It's hazy, but you know what's going on.

You see blood, a crown, burning curtains, and..a blonde prince.

Hwang Hyunjin.

"Lia..", you sigh, your heart aching terribly, "How long have I been out?"

"Like around 36 hours or so. I don't remember. "She replies.

36 hours in this world and you'd already spent a lifetime in another. How utterly tragic.

"Y/n, what's wrong? You're tearing up." Lia says, offering you a tissue, "Are you in pain?"

You sigh, "Yes. I am in extreme pain, Lia. How could life have been so, so unfair to us?"

Lia gives you a confused nod, not really sure what had exactly led you to believe that life had been unfair to you.

"Y/n, what-"

Lia is cut off by a knock on the door.

"Ah. That must be the doctor." Lia jogs towards the door, "Just a second, Dr. Seo!"

"Um, hello," the doctor greets, "Dr. Seo is in urgent surgery. He sent me in his place to check on the patient. "

When the doctor steps in closer, your breathing gets stuck in your throat.

Of course, you know this man. How could you not?

You'd died with him in another world, in another time, in another life.

You'd loved him.

"I'm Dr. Hwang, Miss Y/n." The doctor says, a familiar expression on his face. He looks rather delighted to see you.

"I feel like I've seen you somewhere before." He chuckles to himself as he sits on the chair by your hospital bed.

"Yes, me too." These are the only words you manage to say.

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pairing: hyunjin x afab!reader

synopsis: you feel lonely and buy a new sex doll on the market, not knowing what you got yourself into.

genre: smut, fluff, sci-fi

word count: 10.3k

warnings: alcohol, multiple sex scenes, unprotected sex, oral (f and m), squirting, creampies

a/n: spooktober continues🤭🫶🏻 if u love black mirror, these are vibes for u! also i'm sorry if the ending seems rushed but i have two more things to write for hyunjin before i continue with my spooktober🫠

!!! this fic has an ambiguous ending

~ divider by @bunnysrph

~ Masterlist

Your cursor hovers over the 'continue to payment' button.

Are you really doing this?

It's embarassing enough that you can't get a date lately, and everyone around you keeps bugging you about it, asking when you're going to find a partner already.

Like you need one. You were perfectly fine alone.

But everyone has needs, and the ad for the new sex dolls that have just come out on the market looked enticing.

Each one of the new models was a unique one, only one of them made as it was sort of a trial run for them and your attention was captured by Hyunjin, the romantic doll.

It was expensive too, but you had money saved up on the side and thought, why not get something for your pleasure and try something new as well.

'Fuck it!', you thought and clicked on the button, purchasing the doll; there was no going back now.

Eagerly, you awaited the day it would be delivered to your door and three weeks later, there was a big box in the middle of your living room.

Biting on your lip, you stare at the box as your heartbeat quickens.

In the pictures, it looked so real. Like it was a real human being and to say you were a bit disturbed was an understatement.

But as freaky as it was, you were still so curios about it so you opened up the box slowly, your eyes wide for the peculiarity of it all. There were covers neatly placed over the doll, and bubble wrap just about everywhere, but on top of it all was a letter.

You opened it up and it read;

Hello,

my name is Hyunjin and I am your romantic doll.

I love art, good food and wine, long walks on the beach and heartwarming movies.

Please, treat me with great care as I am sensitive, and no matter what you do with me, always end it with cuddles.

Hope you come to love me as much as I already love you.

As you read that, you couldn't help being a little freaked out by the doll professing his love to you, but you had to remind yourself it's just the creators of it who wrote the letter, making the concept more real and human to give some kind of comfort to the buyer and personality to the doll.

Taking a deep breath, you remove all the bubble wrap and slide off the cover.

"Oh." you gasp loudly, your hand slapped on your mouth as you finally see the doll.

He looks too real to be just a doll and for a second you just stare into his eyes, unmoving but somehow warm, his facial features chiseled to perfection, his lips plump and inviting.

Your eyes travel down to see he was dressed in a nice button up, intricate flower patterns sewn into the material, coupled with nice pants and even some very expensive looking shoes.

The doll had jewelry on, his nails were painted, there was so much detail on it; he even had a mole under his eye. You marvelled at the dedication of the people who made it and obviously put a lot of though into Hyunjin.

You notice then that there is a note sticking out of the shirt's pocket and you carefully pick it up.

My love!

I got dressed for our first date!

Hopefully you like it and enjoy our first romantic night together.

"Wow, they really went all out with this." you say out loud as you look at the doll, the next question forming in your mind.

How heavy is the doll?

You spend a few more minutes just examining it with your eyes, too nervous to touch it and you can't get over the way it looks just like a real human being.

You rest your hand on the box, your fingertips gently grazing the doll's cheek.

"Oh!" you gasp, retracting your hand. It feels like real skin and with wide eyes your hand moves closer to his face again, your palm pressing slowly against his cheek.

"Are you alive?" you chuckle to yourself but the doll doesn't answer or move at all, just as you expected.

Your fingers slowly explore the doll's face, his lips are plushy and they seem actually kissable, the material they used, whatever it was, made it seem like they were real human lips.

You lean in closer to take a better look into his eyes, your hand coming up to play with locks of dark hair, which again, seems like real hair, the little curls are soft to the touch and bounce back as you pull on them gently.

Now you're leaning so close to him, and you can smell the nice, comforting scent radiating off of the doll. You've no idea what they used, but he smells fresh and flowery.

"Okay, let's get you out of the box." you lean back and hook your hands under the doll's arms before making it sit up.

His head falls to the side a little, making you feel a bit creeped out because it really seemed like you were handling a dead person instead of an actual doll, but the only indication that it wasn't a dead human is the lightness of it.

He wasn't as light as a feather but he wasn't as heavy as dead weight either.

"Maybe the couch?" you talk to yourself as you look over to your comfy couch, the pillows fluffed up already and a soft blanket thrown over it.

Somehow, thankfully to your regular exercise, you manage to lift the doll into your arms and carry him to the couch.

The way he slumps when you put him down, again freaks you out a little, but for some weird reason you're even more interested in how you can actually use the doll.

You prop him to sit nicely and turn on the tv to some art channel, remembering how the doll 'said' that he likes art.

"I hope that's what you enjoy." you shrug and throw the fluffy blanket over the doll's legs, folding his soft hands into his lap, before you go back to the box to find the manual.

"Here it is." you dig out the booklet and start reading.

They listed the materials but you still had no idea what they were so it flew over your head. There was also a page with pictures of the other dolls and the makers' letter to the customers, thanking them for purchasing the doll.

Flipping the pages, you find what you were looking for.

Your face becomes red as you read the doll's 'abilites', including that his thing can vibrate and cum, he reacts to your touch and that he has a usb charger that gets plugged into the back of his neck.

"W-wow." you nod to yourself as you keep reading until you flip to the last page.

WARNING!

If there are any malfunctions with any part of the doll, please contact our services.

The doll can bathe in water except the charger opening so be aware of that.

Please do not disfigure or mutilate the doll.

Do not throw the doll into the trash.

Do not break, bruise or cut the doll.

If you're not satisfied, you can always return it to us and get your money back.

If you've purchased our Hyunjin doll, do not be too harsh on him considering he's sensitive.

Hope you enjoy the romantic soul you chose!

Bruise? The doll can bruise?

Why are they talking about it like it's alive?

You gulp and turn to look at the couch but the doll is unmoving, turned towards the tv, same position as before.

You peek back into the big box to find another, smaller box inside it, that was beneath the doll's feet earlier.

You carefully take it out, putting it on the floor and opening it curiously.

Inside, you found a change of clothes, more casual looking ones and something to be used as sleep wear. It was like getting a Barbie doll with all her outfits when you were a kid.

So bizzare, yet it made you feel excited in a way.

After getting up, you decide to clean up the mess you made with the bubble wrap and put the box away in your closet, just in case, if you ever wanted to return him.

"Okay." you nod and come back to peek at the doll.

The television screen reflects in his eyes, his hands crossed in his lap, just how you left him and relief washes over you.

Why are you even scared?

You shake your head and decide to prepare lunch.

You're in your kitchen, listening to some slow music as you cook, completely forgetting about the doll sitting in your living room.

That is, until the volume of the tv suddenly increases making you jolt and gasp.

Your back straightens as you turn off the stove.

Slowly turning around, you stare at the direction the sound is coming from.

You swallow and make your way to your couch, you don't know what to expect but the doll is still in the same position you left it, the tv remote is out of his reach, down on the coffee table.

You grab it and decrease the volume before looking back at the doll.

"If that wasn't you, we have ghosts in this apartment. But if it was you, you're obviously wanting my attention." you cross your arms as you stare at him.

Nothing.

"Fine, I will eat lunch with you." you declare before going back to the kitchen to get yourself food.

You mostly eat in front of your tv anyways, not caring about any rules since you live alone, enjoying the freedom it brings you.

Settling down next to Hyunjin, you pull the blanket over your legs too and start eating.

You chuckle to yourself, if someone saw you right now, they'd think you're absolutely insane, sitting down next to an inanimate doll that looks eerily human.

You take a peek at Hyunjin, sighing as he sits still.

"You do look alive. But I'm literally talking to myself." you say and of course get no answer.

Shrugging, you continue about your day, washing dishes and doing laundry, enjoying your selfcare routine after getting your apartment in order, your Hyunjin doll observing your movements from the couch.

In the evening hours, you finally come back to him.

"Are you tired of being in the same position?" you ask, knowing there will be no answer.

"We can have dinner now." you add and leave to the kitchen to bring out some food and a bottle of wine.

"This is insane. Top 5 weirdest things I've done." you talk to yourself as you look down at your black satin nightgown, with lace details on the top, perfectly resting on your chest. "Maybe it even takes up the first place."

You settle next to Hyunjin once again, changing his position a little as you fill up two glasses of wine.

"Our first date, I guess?" you sigh with a chuckle before drinking the wine.

His glass stands full on the coffee table, untouched as you start eating next to him once again.

"I guess I should tell you a bit about myself. I work in an office. I hate my job but it pays the bills." you say, "I always wanted to be in a band though. Played guitar in high school. Never got too far with that. I love art too, you know, any shape or form of it. Maybe that's why I chose you. You seem like an artist. Or you would be if you were real, ha." you chuckle, yapping away as you keep drinking the wine, the doll listening to you without moving.

You keep pouring the wine into both his and your glass but it's only you drinking from both glasses.

It gives you a nice buzz, warmness that spreads through your body and manifests itself between your legs.

Usually, you'd play with your vibrator or dildo but seeing as you got a literal sex doll, you thought you should use him for the purpose he's made for.

"Now, what do I do with you?" you smirk, your hand coming up to play with the doll's hair, twirling the lock in your fingers.

"I mean, I can do anything I want." you nod, scooting closer to the doll.

"I feel fucking crazy." you laugh, pulling the covers off of Hyunjin.

Your hand is pressed on his thigh as you touch him gently through his clothes, your mind still marvelling at the fact that he feels like a real human being.

"I'm curious." you whisper, your fingertip playing with the button of his shirt, wanting to see what he looks like underneath the nice clothes they made him wear.

Slowly, you start unbuttoning the doll, taking your time with it, as anticipation builds up, creating a swirl of excitement inside you.

When you pop open the last button, you open up the shirt and gasp.

"Wow." you lick your lips at the sight, the doll's nipples look aroused, his stomach is toned, it looks like there's a vein leading down into his pants making your eyes fall down at his crotch.

You still have no idea how they made him look so real but you're eager to explore, planting your hands on his chest, running them up and down to his stomach, tracing the vein with your fingertips.

You run your hands back up to his nipples and flick them gently with your thumb before pinching them experimentally.

Gasping, you notice a growing bulge in the doll's pants.

"Am I pushing the right buttons?" you chuckle at your own joke as you continue playing with his nipples.

Your impatience however doesn't let you stall for too long, so your hands make their way down to the hem of his pants.

"Let's see." with a smirk you unbutton and unzip his pants, pulling them down with a little struggle as you have to lift him up a little.

You place your hands on his thighs, squeezing the flesh a little, watching as his cock twitches like he was really alive.

"You really do react to touch." you gasp in wonder, what kind of technology was this?

They even put underwear on him which you think is a nice touch but at this point, you were too curious not to slide them off immediately.

"Woah!" you gasp as his cock springs free of its confines.

You think it's the biggest and most beautiful cock you've ever seen, framed by a neatly cut bush, a visible vein running up the whole length.

You stare at it for a little while before you wrap your hand around it, your other hand fondling his balls.

It feels real once again, like he's throbbing and twitching, hot and heavy on your palm, a bead of precum at the tip.

"What in the hell?" you mumble, your finger swiping at the tip as you gather the liquid and bring it to your lips.

You suck your finger into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it and tasting the sweetness of the doll.

How he tasted so sweet was beyond you.

"Fuck it." you chuckle, pulling off your nightgown and tossing it aside, which leaves you completely naked like the doll is.

"I didn't even kiss you. Not very romantic of me." you smirk as you throw your leg over Hyunjin, sitting in his lap, your wet folds pressed against his cock.

You lean in and press a kiss to his lips, and of course the doll doesn't kiss back but his lips move with your movement and it feels good as you grind on his hard length.

"Look at you. Letting me do all the work like all the rest of them." you scoff with a smirk and at that, the doll's cock twitches a little too hard against you, almost pushing inside you.

"Wow. Someone's excited." you stare at the doll's eyes but there is nothing in there to indicate that he was in fact listening to you.

"For how much you cost, I hope this is worth it." you shrug and grip the base of his cock, guiding it inside you.

Sitting down on his length has you gasping as he fills you up perfectly, like his cock was made exactly for your pussy to take.

Your grip the doll's shoulders and use it for what you intended to when you clicked on that purchase button.

No matter how turned on you are though, staring at Hyunjin's almost expressionless face proves to be a turn off so you lean forward, wrapping your arms around his shoulders as you press your chest to his and continue bouncing on him.

Save for the fact that his hands lay limp on the side, his skin feels human and he feels kind of warm, like there was something inside the doll, warming it up.

"F-fuck." you whimper as the head of his cock brushes against the spongy spot inside you, it's like the more wet you get and the harder you fuck on him, his cock responds to you.

"R-right hand for activation." you repeat the instruction from the manual, as you blindly search for his right hand, sliding your fingertips on his wrist to his palm, your head leaned on his shoulder as you slowly gyrate your hips.

Your fingers interlace with his and it feels almost like Hyunjin grips your hand back, making you jump a little but before you can move away, his cock starts vibrating inside you.

"A-ah!" you moan loudly as your other arm curls around him, holding onto him while you fiddle with his fingers, your legs clamping around him as you start falling apart.

"G-gonna cum!" you whimper, burying your face in Hyunjin's neck and he smells so nice, feels so good as his cock keeps vibrating against your spot, bringing you to your high quickly.

The ecstasy you feel as the vibrations persist, prolonging your orgasm, overstimulating you while you ride the feeling makes you miss the single blink that Hyunjin's eyes make before returning to their original glassy and unmoving state.

"Too much." you whimper, squeezing his thumb and the vibrations stop.

You know that the left hand brings a happy end to the doll but you're not sure if you're done with it yet.

Leaning back to finally look at his face has you a little disappointed as you don't notice any kind of change on his face.

"Kinda wish you were real." you whisper, hugging the doll as you start bouncing on his hard cock again, bringing yourself easily to another orgasm.

You squeeze the doll's left hand after that, and feel spurts of warm cum shooting inside you as his cock twitches, the head bruising against your spot violently as he fills you up with copious amounts of the sticky substance.

You're pretty sure the neighbors can hear you moan as you cum again, the feeling of being filled up to the brim satisfies you and has your eyes rolling in the back of your head.

"Wow." you breathe hard, your cheek leaned on Hyunjin's shoulder as you grip his wrists while you come down.

You lean back to look at the doll again.

Were his lips slightly upturned before?

In the fogginess of your orgasms, you couldn't tell or think straight.

"Be right back." you slide off of him and make your way to the bathroom, taking a quick five minute shower before you grab a wet cloth to clean the doll up.

He sits how you left him, and you kneel between his legs to clean him up carefully.

His cock is not completely soft nor hard anymore, it's somewhere in the middle, but as you touch it gently, it seems to react and twitch again.

"You came already." you smirk and experimentally pinch the tip of Hyunjin's cock, but nothing happens except the member twitching again.

You stand up with a sigh, covering him with the blanket again before you leave for the bathroom to get ready for bed.

Just as you turn on the water to wash your mouth out, you hear something akin to a sigh coming from your living room.

You freeze, turning off the water and listening closely but you only hear the quiet buzz of the lamp above your mirror.

Maybe you were just imagining things.

You shake your head and finish your business before going back to Hyunjin.

"I'm too tired to dress you now, but boxers should be enough." you say and struggle to get him dressed, almost giving up during the process.

"I should just keep you naked in my bed to avoid the hassle." you say, lifting him up and carrying him to your bed.

"Cuddles, right? I do love me some cuddles too." you say with a tired smile as you adjust Hyunjin in your bed.

You join him under the covers and lean on your elbow as you lay sideways, staring down at him.

"How'd they make you look and feel so real?" your hand is on his cheek, and you trace his eyebrows, his nose and lips.

Fingertips travel to his ears, down to his neck and his chest.

"Don't come alive and scare me while I'm sleeping, Hyunjin." a shadow passes in his eyes as you say his name but you're too busy caressing his toned stomach to notice.

"Night." you kiss his lips before turning off the lamp and laying your head on his shoulder.

Somehow, you adjust his arms so that it seems like he's holding you and you throw your leg over his, your hand tracing patterns on his chest and side.

It was like hugging and kissing your pillow in high school, except this one took the shape of a human being.

With thoughts and questions about Hyunjin swimming in your head, you fall asleep quickly, not noticing how the doll's arms tighten around you ever so slightly.

Early in the morning as your alarm starts blaring loudly and annoyingly, you groan and stir, almost forgetting about Hyunjin being next to you.

"Oh!" you gasp. "Good morning, dolly." you say after turning the alarm off, as he stares at the ceiling.

"Sadly, I gotta go to work and leave you here alone. You better behave while I'm out." you lift a finger up menacingly, but there's a playful smile on your face.

"Man, I'm crazy." you shake your head before leaning in to leave a nice, wet smooch on Hyunjin's cheek.

"I'll come say bye before I leave."

And you do so, after eating breakfast and getting ready, you're back in your room.

"Should I put you in the living room so you can watch tv?"

The doll never answers.

"Maybe, yeah. You'll be bored lying in bed all day." you nod and carry Hyunjin to your couch.

You make him comfy, cover him with the blanket, card your fingers through his messy hair and then turn on the tv, leaving the remote in his lap.

"Gonna be late because of you." you sigh and lean down to place a kiss on the doll's lips.

"Be a good doll."

And with that you finally leave your apartment.

All day at work, you can't help but wonder if your Hyunjin doll somehow came alive, and for some reason you were looking forward to seeing him even if he didn't.

"What's got you so happy? Finally got laid?" your coworker chuckles as you stand in the office kitchen making yourself some coffee, you know she always gossips about you behind your back so you don't wanna give her the time of the day.

"Mind your business, Amanda." you answer quickly, turning to leave back to your office.

"Okay, you didn't then." she calls behind you with a giggle but you decide to ignore her.

"Fucking bitch." you mutter to yourself as you close the door.

The rest of the day goes by uneventfully and you can't wait to drive back home to Hyunjin.

"I'm home!" you yell out as soon as you step inside, hearing that the tv is still on, nothing out of the ordinary.

You make your way to your living room to find Hyunjin in the exact same position as you left him almost 9 hours ago, the remote still next to his right hand, the same channel you turned on this morning on the tv.

For some reason, your shoulders slump.

"Well, I guess you've been a good doll and took my warning literally." you shrug a little.

"Still, I want to reward you. As soon as I eat and take a nap that is." you add and go about your routine, eating lunch, taking a shower and of course changing into your comfy clothes, which at this time of the year consisted of an oversized t-shirt and panties.

"Let's take a nap together, dolly." you say to Hyunjin as you lift him up and move him to your bed again.

You lay him on his side, then mirror his position, taking his arm and wrapping it around your waist, the other comfortably under your neck.

Tracing patterns on his stomach and chest again, you start talking.

"Your life is so easy. From the couch to the bed, you don't even have to work or go anywhere. Meanwhile, I have to endure fucking Amanda every day at work. Do you have any idea how bitchy that woman is?", you talk as you cuddle your doll. "She has to know eeeeverything about eeeeeveryone. Soon, she'll crawl up my ass just to look at my insides."

You look at Hyunjin's face and for a moment it seems as if his eyes moved.

"Are you listening to me, perhaps?" you whisper, your hand on his cheek. "I know I'm probably crazy. But I'm glad I got you. Even though you're a bit creepy, you bring me comfort." you add, tucking your head into his neck.

"I'm gonna sleep now."

Slowly blinking your eyes awake, you feel warmness enveloping you that's not coming just from your blanket but from Hyunjin.

Quickly, you realize that somehow his thigh ended up pressed against your core, your leg thrown over him as you scooted closer to him in sleep.

"Oh." a little sound escapes your lips as you grind against his warm thigh, feeling wetness on your panties.

Before looking up at him, you press a kiss to his collarbone and it seems like his thigh moves against you once, making you jolt.

"Hey." you look up at him, but his eyes are unmoving as always.

You observe his face but the throbbing between your legs makes you grind against him again.

"F-feels good." you whimper, leaning in and kissing him, letting your tongue dart out and lick at the plump lips.

You feel his erection press against your other thigh, the one flush against him and you chuckle a little.

"Someone likes me a lot." you say, leaning back to look at him.

It looks like there's a small smile on his face that you swear wasn't there before.

"Hm." you squint your eyes as you stop your movements.

"Gotta try something." you declare after a moment of silence, lifting up and removing the blanket.

You push Hyunjin on his back, hooking your fingers in his boxers and pulling them off of him.

"Aw, you really do like me a lot." you smirk at the sight of the doll's cock, twitching and leaking again like it did yesterday.

"I'll give you some attention, you deserved it."

You spread his legs, adjusting them so you can kneel between his thighs and you lean down.

"I haven't done this in a while. You can't complain though." you chuckle a little as you grip his cock and let your tongue dart out, catching the sweet tasting precum with it.

You don't understand how he tastes so sweet, it's hard to put your finger on what exactly the taste is but it makes you want more so you swirl your tongue around his head, your moans muffled as you swallow the sweet liquid.

"Mm. Fuck you taste good." you whine and put your lips around him again, slowly taking more of him in as you bob your head up and down.

Sucking cock like that is not your favorite thing to do, sometimes it makes you feel uncomfortable but having Hyunjin be so still and so tasty has your arousal pooling on your panties and you keep wanting more.

You take as much as you can, coating his cock in your saliva, your tongue pressing along his vein as you fondle his balls has him twitching inside you.

You smirk and grip his left hand, spurts of hot cum hitting your throat and it tastes even sweeter than before as you whimper and swallow everything.

"Damn hot." you whine, quickly getting rid of your shirt and panties, before you take his now completely wet cock in your hand and start jerking him off to make him hard for you again.

It doesn't take long to excite the doll and you decide to turn your back to him and fuck on his cock like that so that you don't have to look into his lifeless eyes while pleasing yourself.

You sit on him and push his cock inside yourself, your warm cunt engulfing his entire length easily.

"Mm." you gyrate your hips as you close your eyes and enjoy teasing yourself, your wet pussy coating his navel and balls.

"God, you're perfect Hyunjin." you whine and start fucking on him.

In the deep throes of passion as you bounce on him, your nails digging into his thighs for support, your eyes closed in pure bliss, you don't notice anything.

You don't notice Hyunjin blinking, his lips opening to speak but nothing comes out.

He can't move no matter how hard he tries and once again his eyes go back to the glassy state they're always in.

"Gonna cum." you whine loudly, gripping his right hand and he starts vibrating inside you, pushing you over the edge and making you scream as you squirt all over him.

"Fuck." you whine as your eyes focus, noticing you have left red marks in his thighs.

"Oh. Did I hurt you?" you gasp, your fingertips gently running over the marks.

"Didn't mean to." you look back at him but he lays still.

His cock twitches inside you and you grip his left hand, making the doll fill you up as you slowly ride him.

You lift up slowly, his cum sliding down your inner thigh together with your release.

"Made a mess of you, dolly." you look at the state of him.

"Maybe a bath?" he doesn't answer but still you prepare a bath and place him in it, careful of the usb opening on his neck.

You get inside after him, settling between his legs and leaning your back on his chest.

"Why are you so warm, Hyunjin?" you caress his arm as you hold it, his other one thrown over your stomach.

Sighing, you lean on his shoulder and close your eyes, trying to relax in the warm water, as Hyunjin 'held' you.

You still couldn't understand how they made him, but you were willing not to think about that, as he brought you a kind of comfort you didn't expect, making you wanna indulge in that feeling for as long as you could.

It's been exactly two months since you've gotten your Hyunjin doll, and ever since then you've loved spending every day with him.

You talked to him like he was alive, you watched movies with him, you read him books, you slept next to him every single night, you brought him to the kitchen so he can watch you cook, you even took him on late night drives sometimes, feeling bad that he was locked up in the apartment all day.

Sometimes, you thought you saw a flicker in his eyes, a slight smile on his face, or his fingers twitching against his thighs.

Some nights, while you're half asleep, you could swear that he tightened his hold on you or his chest lifted up and down like he was breathing.

Some days, as you'd come home from work you found him in a slightly different position than you left him.

One time, you sat him next to the window so you could watch rain together, and when you came back from making some tea, there was a heart shape in the fog on the glass.

"Did you do this dolly?" you caress his hair and look at him closely but he doesn't react.

You sigh, tracing another heart next to the first one before you sit in his lap, bringing the warm cup to your lips and observing him.

You thought you were going crazy in the beginning but as time passed by, you were becoming sure that there was more to Hyunjin than you initially knew.

"Just say something if you can hear me. Or squeeze my hand." you try for the nth time as you sit on your couch with Hyunjin but nothing happens.

"Fine." you huff. "Maybe you want something first. What would you like? I bought you new clothes. Maybe you want something else like... like something to do with art? We can paint together, if you'd like."

Hyunjin doesn't answer.

Nevertheless, you bring your art supplies and a bottle of wine.

You make yourself comfortable on the floor, next to Hyunjin's legs as he sits on the couch.

You end up being the one painting and drinking, Hyunjin's eyes move to look down at you, the look in his eyes softens, unlike the glassy one he always has.

He wants to talk, he wants to lean over and caress your hair, he wants to taste the wine off of your lips and feel the paintbrush between his fingertips.

But he can't. His eyes become glassy again as your phone rings, jolting you out of your peaceful activity.

It's your mother.

The conversation starts as always and it escalates into a fight of when are you settling down, why aren't you married, why are you closing yourself off, why are you such a failure?

As soon as you hang up a sob escapes your lips and you fall into Hyunjin, seeking comfort as you wrap your limbs around him, your face buried in his neck and your hot tears sliding down from your cheeks to his shirt, soaking it up.

"No one would understand." you cry. "They'd say I'm crazy and maybe I am. But I don't give a fuck."

Your body trembles against Hyunjin as you hiccup and sniffle, your arms wrapped tightly around his waist, your leg thrown over his thighs.

His body seems warmer than before and you squeeze him a little.

"Maybe I'm fucking crazy for loving a doll. But I love you Hyunjin." you sigh, closing your eyes as you lean against him.

His eyelids flutter a few times. He blinks.

A deep breath through his nose and you almost miss the way his chest moves up.

You place your hand on his chest, and feel it.

A heart beat slowly forming, at first almost too slow to be normal until it becomes steady and then speeds up.

He's breathing, his lips are dry as he licks at them, his hands clutch onto you and you scream.

You jump up quickly, your eyes wide as you look at him.

Hyunjin looks back up at you, his eyes wide and filled with fear and shock, mirroring yours.

He opens his mouth and a series of coughs escape his lips.

"Wh- How? Am I hallucinating?"

"Y- y/n." is the first thing he says, weakly and quietly as he reaches out for you.

You stay still as a statue, not sure what the hell is happening before your eyes.

"P-please, don't be scared." he begs as he tries to get up but his legs give out and he falls to the floor with a thud.

"Ugh." he whimpers, his hands grabbing at the coffee table.

You're slow to react to him falling from the shock of it all, making your way back to him cautiously.

"Did you hurt yourself?" you ask quietly.

"N-no, I don't think so." he says as he looks up at you.

"Who- who are you?" you don't know what else to ask, because the doll you used and played with was now a human with a heartbeat and he was looking at you, even knew your name.

"What do you mean? I'm- I'm Hyunjin, your romantic doll." he answers like it's the most normal thing ever.

"How are you alive? Why now all of a sudden? I don't get it." you say as he sits back on his legs.

"You... You love me. Your love brought me to life." he swallows, his cheeks rosy.

"Oh... There was nothing about this in the manual." The fucking manual. The doll's actual purpose. Everything you ever did to him. Embarassment washes over you and you feel absolutely mortified.

"Do you... did you hear me all this time? And um, see and feel what I was doing?"

"Y-yeah." he nods, his cheeks becoming even more red.

"Fucking hell." you whine, covering your face with your hands as you sit on the couch.

"Hey, it's okay. I- I was made for that." he says, his hand on your knee in an attempt to comfort you.

You peek at him through your fingers.

"And you were so nice to me. So... warm and loving. You made me feel so good. You never mistreated me even when you knew very well you could do whatever you want with me. I'm thankful for that. And I- I love you too, y/n." Hyunjin talks, his thumb gently caressing your skin.

"Are you programmed to say stuff like that? Are you a robot?"

He chuckles.

"I'm not programmed and I'm not a robot. Didn't you feel my heart beating?"

"I did but... I don't understand. How were you made?" you finally remove your hands from your face.

"I don't know. I wish I could answer your questions but I'm as clueless as you are. I just know I was conscious the whole time while I was with you but I couldn't speak or move. Like I was paralyzed. It was horrible. I tried giving you signs, I tried to talk multiple times but it's like something would hold me back, like there was a wall and I couldn't break through."

"That does sound horrible. I'm sorry if I ever did something you wouldn't agree to." you say quietly, your face burning in embarassment.

"No, no, I liked everything you did." he says with a sheepish smile, averting his eyes. "Wish I could reciprocate." he looks up at you through his lashes.

You're biting on your lip nervously, his hand reaches for you and you accidentally snatch yours away, not used to your doll talking to you and trying to touch you.

"A-are you gonna abandon me now?" he asks quietly as he eyes your hand.

"What?" you look back at him to see that his eyes are watery and you gasp. "No, of course not! I always wished you'd come to life. Didn't think it would actually happen so I'm still processing and hoping that I'm not dreaming."

"Oh, thank god." he exhales and you let him grab your hand. "I- uhm... I'm very hungry and thirsty. Could you help me with that?"

"Oh! Of course! I will make some dinner for us." you say and help him sit up on the couch, noticing that now he's heavier than he used to be.

"I guess I still need to get feeling in my legs and arms." he says as you bring him a glass of water.

"Mhm, probably you need to have blood pumping properly through your body. Don't worry." you pet his hair as he drinks and he looks at you.

"Here, you'll be warm like this." you wrap him up in your fluffy blanket and notice a change on the back of his neck.

"Oh!" you exclaim, your fingertips touching the skin there, making Hyunjin shiver a little.

"The usb opening is gone." you declare and he brings his hand to touch it, your fingertips grazing against each other.

"That's weird." he says absentmindedly.

"All of this is weird." you chuckle and he chuckles with you, making you look at him.

God, he's even more beautiful with a smile gracing his face, you think to yourself.

Without thinking your hands gently cup his cheeks.

"You're really alive." you whisper, your thumbs gently stroking his face, his eyes flutter as he pushes into your hands.

"I am. Does that make you happy?" he asks with a sparkle in his eyes.

"Very happy." you nod with a smile, leaning closer to him.

"Good. I want to make you happy. When you're happy, I'm happy too."

"Hyunjinnie." you whine against his lips and kiss him gently.

Having him kiss back as he clutches at your shirt is the sweetest thing ever, you think as you wrap your arms around his shoulders.

"Okay, I don't want you to starve now that you came to life." you lean back with a chuckle as he chases your lips.

"Yeah, please, I need food." he nods and you make your way to the kitchen, whipping up a quick dinner, checking constantly if he's okay.

You bring two plates as soon as you're done and Hyunjin's eyes seem to get bigger as soon as they land on the food.

"Be careful, it's still hot." you warn him.

"Okay." Hyunjin nods.

He eats happily, asking for more which you of course bring to him.

"Are you feeling better?" you ask when the two of you finish eating.

"Yes, much better. But I feel very tired now."

"You need sleep. Let's go to bed. Do you think you can walk now?"

"I think so." you grab his arm and help him become steady on his feet.

You lead him to the bathroom and he looks at you.

"Now that you're alive, you need to brush your teeth and wash up before bed."

"Right." he nods.

After a whole ordeal of getting ready, you finally plop down under the covers.

"Can I- Can I hold you?" Hyunjin asks sweetly and you chuckle, rolling your body into his.

"Of course."

"Always wanted to do that." his limbs wrap around you as he holds you tightly, your face buried in his chest.

"Good night, Hyunjin. Please be there when I wake up." you nuzzle into him, inhaling the familiar fresh and flowery scent of him.

"I promise I will. Good night, y/n."

It wasn't a dream.

Your eyes flutter open and Hyunjin smiles at you fondly, his hand gently caressing your cheek.

"Morning, dol- Hyunjin."

"You can call me dolly if that's what you like." he smirks and you chuckle.

"Eh, well you're human now. It feels like I'm degrading you." you gently touch his chest.

"I don't mind." he shifts and you feel his erection press against your thigh.

You gasp a little, your core throbbing with want.

"I'm sorry." his face is red instantly. "It's just- when you touch me... I can't help it."

"It's okay, Hyunjinnie." you slide your hand down to cup him through his boxers.

He whimpers, leaning into you, his eyes fluttering shut and you press your lips on his in a heated kiss.

His tongue licks at your lower lip and you let him in, eager to finally feel his kisses how you craved to.

Hyunjin kisses you messily and hungrily, grinding into your hand, grunting against your lips.

As soon as you slide off his boxers, automatically your hands lift up to push him on his back but he grabs your wrists gently to stop you.

"My sweet girl, let me take care of you how you deserve now that I'm able to." he rasps, his eyes hooded as he looks at you with lust.

"O-okay." you whisper and lay down on your back, letting Hyunjin slide your panties off as you pull off your shirt and toss it somewhere aside.

"I've spent so much time receiving. I want to give, my angel. My hands hurt when I couldn't touch you and make you feel good. That's all I want to do." he sounds desperate as his lips attach to your neck, leaving wet kisses on your skin, his hands roaming on your body and settling on your breasts.

"Mm, make me feel good, Jinnie." you whimper as he squeezes your breasts, massaging them and moaning against your skin like it was more pleasurable to him than to you.

He mumbles sweet praises as he leaves more kisses that lead to your nipple, his tongue darting out to swirl around it, making you arch into him.

His eyes are dark as he wraps his lips around it and starts sucking, his other hand sliding down to grip your inner thigh.

Fingertips ghost on your skin, both his hands now spreading your legs apart.

"Do you know how much I longed to taste your sweet nectar? Will you let me drink from you, my angel?" Hyunjin asks, his finger gently pressing into your clit, circling it.

"Yes, please, oh my god." you whimper, your hips lifting up into his touch.

He smirks, trailing kisses down to your core.

He stops for a moment to admire you and you don't even have time to feel self-conscious as he spreads your pussy lips apart and leans in to stick his tongue inside you.

"F-fuck!" you jolt as he starts moving it before he leans back a little and licks at your sensitive clit.

"Taste even sweeter than I imagined." he moans, his lips wrapping around your clit as he sucks on it, his thumbs gently caressing your pussy lips.

"H-H-Hyunjin!" you whimper as he sucks harder, your hips lifting up in pleasure.

"Could be here for hours. Eating this sweet pussy out." he moans, pushing his tongue inside you again, this time fucking you faster, his nose giving the perfect pressure on your sensitive nub and driving you crazy.

Your hand grips his hair, pushing him more into you as he skilfully moves his tongue, his lips pressing into your lower ones as he makes out with you.

Your orgasm washes over you quickly, coating Hyunjin's face and he laps it all up greedily, his eyes shut as he whimpers into you, sending vibrations right into your core.

You feel crazy with desire the more he continues eating you out like a man starved and you have to grip his hair and pull him away after he gives you two more orgasms.

"H-Hyune, please, I need your cock." you whimper, feeling like you're falling apart.

He licks at his red lips, his eyes crazed with lust he feels for you.

"Anything my angel needs." his voice is husky as he leans over you, the tip of his cock pressed against your wet, messy cunt.

He pushes in with ease, after all, you've been fucking on him for the last two months, your pussy was used to the stretch.

"Mm, Hyunjin!" that doesn't make it feel less pleasurable when he fills you up, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix.

"Move, please." you whimper, already feeling out of it.

Hyunjin grips your thighs and starts fucking you at a steady pace, his cock dragging against your walls deliciously, sliding easily through your wetness.

"Feel so good. So warm. Just for me." he whimpers, his eyes fluttering shut before they open again and look down where his cock disappears inside you.

"Just for you, Jinnie." you moan and he looks up at you, a smile on his face.

He leans closer to you, wrapping his arms around you and in turn you wrap yours around his shoulders, bringing your bodies flush together as he buries himself deep inside your heat.

He ruts into you desperately, your lips meeting in messy kisses, spit dribbles down your chin and he licks at it, kissing your jaw and your neck wetly.

"P-please tell me you love me." he whimpers in your ear, holding you tightly as he fucks you harder, only taking a little bit of his length out and shoving it back in with force that has your mind spinning.

"I love you, Hyunjin. I love you. So much." you cry happy tears, making him cry too as you clutch onto each other.

"My angel, I love you more than anything." he says as he kisses you, his tongue playing with yours.

He brings you to another orgasm, his fingers on your nipples, pinching and pulling as he keeps rutting into you desperately.

"C-can I cum?" he whimpers, his hands gripping desperately at your waist.

"Yeah." you nod quickly and he gives you his left hand to squeeze and as your fingers entwine, he cums, filling you up endlessly, more than when he was just doll and you whimper as your legs clamp around him, lifting your middle into him and cumming with him again.

Both of you breathe hard as he stays inside you for a moment, before pulling out and watching his cum drip out of you.

"D-do I still have to squeeze your left hand for you to cum?" you chuckle a little.

"No, just... force of habit, I guess." he says sheepishly like he didn't just fuck your brains out.

"What about the vibrations?"

"You really liked that, didn't you?" he smirks, his hand sliding up your thigh tentatively, before his fingers slide between your folds, playing with the wetness.

"Shut up." you say embarassingly, swatting his hand away.

"Don't worry, I can vibrate if you want." he bites on his lip as he looks at you.

"I'm too sensitive now." you whisper and he chuckles.

"I know. Usually you don't go above four, five orgasms in one sitting. Maybe six if you're extra horny."

"It's embarassing to me that you know this in such detail." your face becomes red as Hyunjin chuckles, shaking his head.

"Nothing you should be embarassed about. I'm happy to please you." he says and leans down to kiss you gently.

You pull him into your embrace, hoping that from now on, he stays human, and keeps loving you because in this moment you can't imagine your life without Hyunjin in it.

"Thank you for letting me use your painting supplies." Hyunjin smiles up at you as he sits on the floor of your living room, like you always did when you painted.

"Don't thank me, Jinnie. What's mine is yours." you smile as you sit next to him and lean in closer.

"Let me see." you say as he looks down sheepishly.

He pushes the sketchbook towards you and you gasp.

"Hyunjin, this is amazing! How did you manage to paint so well?! And you painted me! That's so sweet."

"I- I don't know. As I started, it's like I got déjà vu, like I already did this before and many times so."

"Really? That's peculiar." you say.

"Maybe we should call the company I got you from." you add, tapping your chin.

"P-please don't!" Hyunjin panics, gripping at your thigh. "I'm scared. I don't know why but when I try to think of that place, it feels bad. Please don't call them. I don't want them to take me away from you."

"Hey, hey, it's okay. No one will take you away from me. I won't call them." you quickly grab his face to calm him down.

"You promise?" his pupils shake as he looks at you.

"I promise." you nod and kiss him sweetly to let him know he can trust you.

Hyunjin visibly relaxes with your touch, wrapping his arms around you and tucking his face in your neck.

"Um... could we go outside? We only ever went on night drives which is understandable but now that I can walk and stuff, we could go out on real dates and maybe visit museums?" he looks up at you with a smile.

"Of course! Anywhere you want to go." you smile back at him, and he leans up to kiss you.

For the next several weeks, you take Hyunjin everywhere.

To the park, the movies, museums, to a club, to different restaurants, to a mall, anything that comes to your mind, the two of you decide to visit, even going to a little town nearby for a day trip.

You don't remember the last time you were this happy and had someone next to you who made everything look so easy and sweet.

Hyunjin had taken an interest in capturing all the pretty moments so you got him a camera, deciding to surprise him for your 6 month anniversary.

As you came home from work, you called out to him but there was no answer.

"Jinnie? Are you sleeping?" you pushed the bedroom door open but the bed was vacant.

A heavy feeling settled in the pit of your stomach as you searched your entire apartment and couldn't find him.

Frantically, you looked for him again, knowing that he didn't suddenly become Barbie sized and hid somewhere.

He was gone.

You ran out of your apartment to knock on your neighbor's door.

"Tony! Did you see Hyunjin today maybe?" you asked him as soon as he opened the door.

"No, I didn't, sorry." he shook his head.

You didn't know what to do so you went back to your apartment and burst into tears.

Hyunjin didn't have a phone you could contact him with as he never had the need to use one so you had no way of reaching him.

All you could do was sit and wait, biting your nails as every single scenario runs through your mind.

He will come back, you reassure yourself as you fall asleep from exhaustion.

And he does, around 10pm the door clicks open and you jolt up from your nap on the couch.

"Hyunjin?" you say into the dark space and he turns on the light, standing in the middle of your living room with two gift bags in his hand and an apologetic look on his face.

"Oh my god, Hyunjin!" you jump to your feet, running to him and throwing your arms around him, squeezing him tightly and almost knocking him down as the bags fall out of his hands and he wraps his arms around your waist.

"I'm so sorry, y/n. I should've left you a note. I-I went out to get a gift for our anniversary tommorow."

"Please, don't ever disappear like that again. Do you have any idea how scared I was?" you cry and Hyunjin gasps, his hands on your face as he wipes away your tears.

"I'm really sorry. I will never ever do something like this again." his eyes water too.

"I should get you a phone." you shake your head. "Hey, how did you even manage to buy a gift? You don't have any money." you chuckle, wiping at your cheeks.

"I went to the park and painted portraits of people for money, then got the gift."

"Oh, Jinnie, you sweet fool. Just don't give me any more scares."

"I promise I won't." he nods and your lips seal in a kiss.

Despite having so many options to choose from now, Hyunjin and you decide to have a nice dinner at home for your anniversary, where it all started.

You even took out the most expensive plates and silverware you owned, adding some candles to create a more intimate atmosphere, some light romantic music playing in the background.

"Y/n, I um- got you something I'd like to see you wear tonight for me."

"Oh, you did?" you smirk. "Show it to me."

Hyunjin grabs one of the gift bags and reaches it to you with an excited smile.

You chuckle and peek inside, seeing that he got you black and red lacy lingerie as well as a dress.

"Do you like it?" he asks.

"Very much so." you take out the dress and touch the silky material. "This dress is very revealing." you notice the opened back and the deep neck line that would definitely almost make your breasts fall out.

"I was counting on the fact that we celebrate here because you in that dress is for my eyes only." his eyes darken suddenly.

"Oh yeah? Let me get ready for our dinner then." you chuckle and make your way to the bathroom.

Hyunjin decides to wear the clothes he arrived in, since those were the only fancy clothing items he owned, and he thought it was kind of symbolic to put them on tonight.

You walk into your bedroom to find Hyunjin dressed and staring at the big box he was packed in, one you still didn't get rid of.

"Jinnie?" you call out as he seems to be deep in thought.

"You kept the box." he says, still looking at it.

"I did. I had no idea what I was getting into so I left it just in case. I was gonna throw it out, it's just really heavy." you explain, making your way to him.

"When you arrived, two men had to carry the box in, and somehow the box seemed heavier than you. I barely managed to get it into the closet. Had to push it and stuff. Sorry I didn't have the chance to get rid of it."

"It's okay, y/n. You don't have to apologize." he smiles as he turns towards you.

"Oh." a gasp leaves his lips as he sees you all dressed up for him.

"You like?" you smirk, winking at him.

"Mhm." he nods quickly. "You look stunning, my angel."

"Thank you, Jinnie. You look handsome."

His cheeks seem to become more red with the praise as he mutters, his eyes darting left and right.

You enjoy your dinner together, romantic music playing in the background, the tv mute, left on just from the habit of it.

After you finish eating, you migrate to the couch to cuddle and drink wine, some stupid show playing on the screen and the two of you jokingly read from the character's lips, making up nonsensical conversations and laughing.

After some time and some more wine, Hyunjin becomes even more handsy than usual, grabbing at your thighs, sliding his hands on the silky material of the dress.

You melt into him, kissing him as your arms wrap around his shoulders, your tongues languidly massaging each other as your core throbs with need.

Hyunjin caresses you gently, his hands worshipping you, sliding down your throat, to your collarbone, to the swell of your breasts, down to your stomach and waist, landing on your hips.

His lips attach to your neck as he leaves wet kisses on your skin, licking at it and sinking his teeth in.

"Mm." you moan, playing with his hair as he kisses your collarbone and the flesh of your breast, leaving another love bite on the soft skin.

His hands travel under your dress, roaming around on your legs and your eyes open, landing on the tv, making you gasp.

"Hyunjin, that's you!" you jolt, pointing at the screen.

"Huh?" he mumbles, already drunk on you.

You quickly grab the remote and turn on the sound.

"...seemingly the dolls have some kind of malfunction that the company does not wish to reveal to the public. All eight of the purchased dolls are required to be returned and the buyers will get their money back, guaranteed. The customers will be contacted accordingly..."

"M-my friends. I vaguely remember them." Hyunjin breathes quickly, you can see that he's getting upset quickly. "They wanna take me away from you."

"I won't let them." you quickly shake your head.

"What are we gonna do?" he asks, clenching his fists and you gently grab his hands, trying to soothe him.

"We're gonna... leave."

"Leave?"

"Yeah, I have a house my aunt left me up in the mountains. I don't think they can find us there. For now, until we think of where to go next." you start planning immediately.

There was no way you would let anyone take Hyunjin away from you.

"But, what about your job? And your things?" Hyunjin bites on his lip.

"I don't care. All I care about right now is making sure you're safe." you smile at him, your hand coming up to caress his cheek.

Hyunjin smiles, leaning into your touch and wrapping his arms around you.

"Thank you." he whispers into your hair.

You get a call from an unknown number the next day, but one quick google search tells you it's the company Hyunjin came from.

You packed one bag of a few essential things you'd need, leaving most of your belongings behind.

"Y/n! There's a black van posted outside. It's been there for hours. They're looking at the building right now." Hyunjin announces and you make your way to the window, half hiding behind him.

"We need to use the fire exit." you declare and Hyunjin nods as he turns to you.

"I won't let them take you. I promise." you hold his hands.

"I trust you, my angel." he smiles and you kiss him gently before the two of you exit the building, quickly entering your car.

You step on the gas, and reach out to hold Hyunjin's hand in yours.

As you speed off into the sunset, hoping for a better tomorrow, a black van rounds the corner, following you from afar...

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