#so this is what happens when I.N lives with Chan

[dior-luxury]

𓂃 . 𐑞 They Overhear Your Family Telling You To Break Up With Them ⟢

ꔫ﹒genre﹒⟢ - boyfriend scenarios/romance/drama. f!reader

⏆﹒⿻ ch . bangchan . leeknow . changbin . hyunjin . han . felix . seungmin . i.n

﹙◞◟﹚﹒warnings ﹒ Emotional distress . Parental conflict . Themes of public life .

Sypnosis: When they visit their partner’s family to prepare for an engagement announcement, they overhear her parents quietly urging a breakup—worried that a life in the spotlight will only bring pain. Heartbroken but understanding, they step back to reflect, choosing patience over pride.

Bang Chan (방찬)

The soft hum of Sydney’s early evening rain created a rhythm on the windows of your childhood home. The living room was dimly lit, just the golden light of a lamp flickering on the side table. You and Bang Chan were curled up on the couch after dinner, sharing a blanket and a quiet moment, your legs tangled, your fingers loosely interlocked. The weekend had been meant for celebration — your engagement announcement was coming soon, and this trip home was supposed to be your way of gently preparing your family.

But something was off.

Your parents had asked Chan to help dry the dishes earlier, and while he was away, you'd noticed their whispered tones shift. Now, as you excused yourself to grab something from the upstairs bedroom, Chan made his way toward the hallway — and that’s when it happened.

He paused at the base of the stairs, hearing your parents' hushed voices trickling through the cracked kitchen door.

"They're serious. It's not just a phase anymore.""Exactly. I like him — we both do. But… this is the real world. Their life with him means living in the spotlight, constant travel, fan scrutiny, maybe even danger. That’s not the life we wanted for our child.""They’re in love, sure. But love isn’t always enough. Sometimes, protecting someone means stepping back before they get hurt."

The words weren’t harsh — but they were heavy, soaked in fear and quiet desperation. Chan’s breath caught.

He stood frozen, half in the light, half in the shadows, like something torn between two worlds. The pang in his chest wasn’t just pain — it was the crack of doubt threading through a heart that had tried so hard to earn a place in your world.

He didn’t barge in. He didn’t defend himself. That wasn’t his way.

Instead, he walked softly out the back sliding door, letting the rain mist his hair. He sat on the edge of the wooden porch, elbows on his knees, head down.

You found him there fifteen minutes later. His silhouette was calm, but still — like someone sculpted from stone. The rain clung to his lashes. He didn’t turn when you approached, but when you wrapped your arms around his shoulders from behind, he leaned into you.

"Did something happen?" you asked quietly, already knowing. He didn’t speak for a long moment. Just inhaled deeply.

"I heard them," he finally said. His voice was low — steady, but only just. "They’re scared. Of what being with me might do to you. I get it. I would be too." Your hands gripped the front of his hoodie. "Chris—"

"I mean it." He turned slightly, enough for you to see the weight in his eyes. "I drag you into a world that’s brutal. It's constant noise, cameras, rumors, schedules... It’s hard to protect someone in that storm. And you deserve to be safe. To be free."

"But I chose you," you said firmly. "And I knew what your world was before I ever fell into it. I don’t want safe. I want real. I want you." His hand came up to your cheek. He smiled, but it trembled. "Even if it tears your family in two?"

You rested your forehead to his. "No. But even if they’re afraid… I want them to know I’m not. And I think, deep down, they’re not against you — they’re scared for me. That’s love, too. It just looks different."

The rain thickened, but neither of you moved. Bang Chan pulled you into his lap then, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist, like he was anchoring himself to this moment. His voice was a whisper, breath warm on your skin.

"I would never hurt you. You know that, right?"

You nodded. "And I know you’d let me go before you ever became the reason I got hurt. But you’re not. You're the reason I got stronger."

He closed his eyes, burying his face in the crook of your neck.

"I’ll earn them," he murmured. "If they’re worried, I’ll show them who I am. I won’t walk away — not unless you ask me to. But I’ll be patient. I’ll be the man they can trust with you."

Lee Know (리노)

The sky over your hometown was quiet, washed in soft evening gray. It had been a long day — full of smiles, small talk over dinner, and the kind of tense energy that only surfaces when something unspoken floats.

You and Minho had been together for nearly four years. The kind of love that moved slowly but deeply — like water over stone. You knew him: the way he’d rub your thumb when he was nervous, how he always made your tea exactly right without asking, how he’d listen — really listen — when you spoke, like every word mattered.

This trip was supposed to be a gentle reveal. Something soft, calm — to show your parents that the man they knew mostly through FaceTime and news articles was real, grounded, and utterly devoted to you.

But something was off.

After dinner, Minho excused himself to help wash the dishes. You stepped outside to answer a call. That’s when he heard it — the low murmur of your parents’ voices, just barely audible through the hallway walls.

"We can’t just sit by and let this happen. She’s about to marry into a life we don’t understand — a life that isn’t hers.""She loves him. But love doesn’t mean it's right. He’s constantly traveling, exposed to so much. There’s danger in that life — the mental toll, the public scrutiny. She’ll be swallowed whole." "We should’ve said something earlier. We have to protect her — even if she hates us for it."

He stood still.

The sponge in his hand dripped quietly into the sink. He didn’t move. His breath caught in his throat — not from shock, but from the sharp, slow ache of inevitability. He wasn’t surprised. But it didn’t hurt any less.

He didn’t confront them. He didn’t defend himself. Instead, he walked out to the edge of the garden, where the overgrown roses curled around the trellis, and sat down on the stone bench. Hands in his lap. Eyes on the gravel.

When you found him, his back was turned to you, posture straight, too still to be casual. You called his name softly. He looked over his shoulder with that unreadable expression he wore like armor — the kind that made you feel like he was miles away even when he was right in front of you.

You sat beside him, brushing your knee against his. “You heard, didn’t you?”

He didn’t answer right away. Just looked down at his hands, clasped tightly together.

“I didn’t mean to,” he finally said. “But yeah. I heard.”

You swallowed hard. The air between you filled with tension and tenderness all at once. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. They’re not wrong.”

You turned to him, startled. “What?”

He exhaled, slow and heavy. “They’re not wrong to be scared. Loving me means signing up for… chaos. Distance. Cameras in your face. People picking you apart. I live in two different worlds and barely hold them together myself. You’d have to carry all that — without ever asking for it.”

His voice never broke. It didn’t crack. It was just quiet. Controlled. Like he’d already fought this battle in his mind a hundred times and lost every single one. You shook your head. “I’m not scared of that. I’m scared of not choosing you.”

He looked at you then — really looked. And something flickered behind his eyes, something fragile and raw. “You shouldn’t have to fight for me,” he said, voice low. “You shouldn’t have to stand between the people who raised you and the person you love. That’s not fair to you.”

“Then don’t make me choose,” you whispered.

He blinked, and for a long moment, he didn’t speak. Then he turned slightly, his thigh pressing against yours, his eyes glinting with that quiet intensity only Minho carried. “I won’t leave you,” he said. “Even if they never understand. Even if I have to stand on the edge of your life — I’ll be there. I’ll earn their trust with time. But I will never ask you to break your family to love me.”

A tear slipped down your cheek. He wiped it with the back of his knuckle — soft, instinctive, reverent.

Later that night, he returned to the kitchen. The same place he’d heard his heart shatter only hours earlier. Your parents were there, lingering over mugs of tea. They looked up as he stepped in, his expression unreadable but not hostile.

“I want to be honest with you,” he said. No preamble. Just truth. “I heard what you said. I understand why you’re afraid. And I don’t blame you.”

Your mother’s mouth opened, but he held up a hand gently.

“I can’t promise I’ll always keep her safe from the world. But I can promise I’ll never stop trying. And I will never use her love as a shield to excuse anything. If I fail her, I want you to be the first to hold me accountable.”

Changbin (창빈)

The late autumn wind swept across your parents' backyard, rustling the brittle gold leaves that had gathered at the edge of the stone path. Inside the house, warm light spilled through the windows, laughter from dinner still lingering in the air, though Changbin had grown quiet.

You’d come home together for a long weekend — a soft introduction before announcing the engagement you both had been talking about for months. Changbin had practiced what to say to your father three times on the plane. He even brought a small gift for your mother — a delicate ceramic she’d once admired when visiting Korea. His nerves had been well-hidden behind warm smiles and polite jokes, but you knew him. You knew his heart beat harder when things really mattered.

That night, after dinner, you’d gone upstairs to grab an old photo album. Changbin stayed behind to help clear the plates. It was while he passed the hallway to the laundry room, carrying a stack of napkins, that he heard it. The voices.

Your parents were in the study. The door was open just an inch.

"She’s serious about him.""I know. That’s what worries me.""He seems like a good person — but that life? It’s loud. It’s unstable. How long can a relationship survive when you’re apart for months, when thousands of strangers think they own him?""She’s our daughter. We’ve seen her hurt before. We can’t sit by and watch her walk straight into a fire."

He froze.

Not out of anger. Not out of fear.

But because the words sounded too much like ones he had whispered to himself at 3 a.m. on sleepless nights — wondering the exact same things. Not about you. Never about your love. But about whether he was enough to protect you from the storm his world came with.

He backed away quietly and stepped outside. The air was sharp, cold, but it helped settle the burn behind his eyes.

He sat on the edge of the porch, head lowered, forearms resting on his knees. He didn't cry — not then. But his heart ached in that deep, invisible way that left your chest hollow. He hadn’t even noticed you standing behind him until your hand slid over his shoulder.

“Changbin?”

He looked up slowly, eyes glassy under the dim porch light.

“You heard them,” you said, not as a question.

He gave a tight nod.

You moved to sit beside him, pulling your cardigan tighter around your arms. “I’m sorry.” He shook his head. “Don’t be. They’re your parents. They love you. They’re scared, and… I can’t blame them.”

He looked out at the yard, his jaw clenched. “I mean, they’re not wrong. This life I live — it’s not quiet. It’s not easy. You know what it’s like. The missed calls. The canceled dates. The rumors. The girls who scream my name like they know me better than you do.”

“Stop,” you whispered, eyes stinging. “Don’t talk like that.”

“I’m not giving up,” he said quickly, turning to you. “Don’t think that. I’m just— I don’t want to be the reason your family worries every time they look at you. I don’t want your parents to wonder if loving me means losing you.”

You reached for his hand, and he gripped it like he needed it to breathe. “I chose you, Binnie. I keep choosing you. You don’t have to prove you’re enough — you already are.”

He stared down at your intertwined hands for a moment. He didn’t answer. Just leaned into you, forehead pressed to your shoulder, letting the silence hold him where words couldn’t.

Hyunjin (현진)

The sun had long since dipped beneath the horizon, leaving a dim lavender haze across your neighborhood. The house smelled like roasted garlic and rain-soaked leaves — warm, familiar, nostalgic. You and Hyunjin were staying at your parents’ for the weekend. A small visit. Casual on the surface, but meant to gently ease into the conversation of your quiet engagement. The rings weren’t on fingers yet, but the promise was real, already burning beneath your skin like a shared secret.

He’d been nervous. You could see it in the way he straightened his shirt three times before knocking on your parents’ front door. In the way he barely touched his food at dinner, offering his compliments with a soft smile even though he was chewing slower than usual. He was trying — really trying — to be everything he thought they needed him to be. Not because he was fake. But because he cared.

After dinner, you were in the guest room folding up old laundry, humming to yourself. Hyunjin had wandered into the hallway, searching for the bathroom. He passed the den and slowed when he heard your name.

He wouldn’t have stopped if it had been anything else.

"She’s serious about him. She’s talking like this is forever.""That’s what worries me.""He’s… nice. Charming, polite, clearly cares about her. But he’s not just a boy. He’s an idol. His world — it’s not made for someone like her.""She’s sensitive. She hides it, but we know her. What happens when the spotlight turns cruel? When she starts feeling second place to millions of fans, or worse, when they start to hate her?" "We should ask her to reconsider. Not because we don’t like him — but because we love her."

The words were spoken softly. Gently, even. But they struck Hyunjin like frostbite — quiet, cold, seeping beneath his skin before he could feel the pain. His breath caught in his chest. He backed away before he heard more. His fingers trembled slightly at his sides.

He found the guest room, but you weren’t there. So he slipped out into the backyard, under the heavy dark sky that smelled like wet earth and pine. A garden lantern buzzed quietly nearby. He sat on the patio steps and pressed his hands into his lap, willing himself not to unravel.

You found him there ten minutes later, his back to you, shoulders hunched ever so slightly. “Jinnie?” you asked gently. He looked up. His face wasn’t tear-streaked, but his eyes gave him away. Glazed. Wide. Wounded. “I heard them,” he said simply.

You sat down beside him slowly. “What did they say?” He hesitated, looking up at the stars. “That I’m not safe for you,” he murmured. “That I come with shadows too big for you to walk through.”

You didn’t speak for a moment. Your heart was aching — not just for what was said, but for how deeply he was letting it in. “They’re scared,” you whispered.

“I know.” His voice was quiet, careful. “And… I don’t blame them.” He tilted his head toward you, finally meeting your gaze. “Sometimes I think about it too,” he admitted. “How hard it must be. To love someone who disappears on planes. Who’s always a little bit out there. Who’s constantly pulled away by things you can’t follow.”

“You’re not out there to me,” you said. “You’re here. You always are.”

He smiled faintly. A sad smile. The kind that doesn’t quite reach the eyes. “But what if I can’t protect you from everything? From the hate? The comments? The long nights? The loneliness when I'm gone for weeks?” His hands clenched slightly. “What if they’re right?”

You took his hand — warm and shaky. “Then let me make this choice,” you said. “Let me walk beside you even when it’s raining. Let me be brave with you.”

A tear slid down his cheek then, slow and silent. He blinked fast, embarrassed, and turned his head away, but you reached up and gently cupped his jaw, guiding his face back toward you.

He let out a soft breath. The kind that carried weeks’ worth of tension. Then, quietly: “I don’t want them to hate me.”

“They don’t,” you whispered. “They just haven’t seen what I see yet.”

Han (한)

The evening felt perfect on the surface — a dinner at your home, warm lights, familiar laughter, and the subtle glow of light brushing against the windows. Han Jisung was sitting beside you at the table, quietly fidgeting with his sleeve, his nerves buried just beneath his soft smiles and quick jokes.

Your parents liked him — at least, they said they did. They welcomed him in with polite kindness and thoughtful questions. But there was something in the air tonight.

You left the table to grab a few old albums, wanting to show him your high school photos — your way of giving him more of your world. He stayed behind to help your mom clear the dishes.

That’s when he heard them. He hadn’t meant to.

He was headed back from the kitchen, intending to grab his jacket, when he passed by the hallway leading to your dad’s study. The door was ajar. The voices — your parents' — came low, serious, full of hesitation.

"She loves him, that’s obvious. But that doesn’t mean this is safe for her.""Exactly. He’s kind, yes. But he’s in the spotlight. His life is… chaotic. Fleeting. She needs stability. Something real.""They’re already talking about marriage. I don’t think she sees what’s ahead. How hard it will be. How much it could cost her.""It’s not that we don’t like him. It’s just… this isn’t a love built in peace. It’s built in fire. And she doesn’t deserve to burn.”

The words landed like punches in his gut.

He didn’t move. Not at first. He felt suspended — held in place by disbelief, and a quiet ache that began curling in his chest. Not anger. Not even defensiveness. Just… pain. A sharp, sudden sadness that hollowed him out like a winter wind.

He backed away from the doorway like it was something burning. Then quietly slipped out the back door onto the porch.

The sky had turned deep gray, heavy with the promise of rain. He sat down on the wooden steps, the old ones creaking softly beneath him, elbows on his knees, fingers trembling slightly.

He’d always feared this part. Not you — not your love. But the idea that he’d never be enough for the world you came from. You found him there a few minutes later. You could tell something was wrong by the way he was sitting: too still, too quiet, his usually expressive face unreadable.

“Jisung?” you asked softly, easing down beside him. He glanced at you and gave a smile so faint it almost hurt to see. “I didn’t mean to listen,” he said. “But I did.”

You didn’t have to ask. You knew. “They’re just scared,” you said carefully. “They don’t know you like I do.”

“I know,” he whispered. His voice cracked a little. “But that doesn’t make it hurt less.” He paused, pulling at a loose thread on his sweater.

“They think this is going to destroy you,” he added. “That being with me… means you’ll end up heartbroken. Or worse, forgotten.”

You reached for his hand, but he kept staring forward.

“I’ve always known I came with baggage,” he said. “The late nights. The tours. The fans who love me without even knowing me. The ones who hate you without even seeing you.” His throat tightened. “I’ve tried to tell myself I deserve this. That I deserve you. But maybe… maybe they’re right. Maybe I love you too much to let you be hurt by all this.”

You turned toward him, tears springing into your eyes. “Don’t say that.”

“But I feel it,” he whispered. “Every time someone online says your name like it’s a sin. Every time I have to cancel plans. Every time you smile and tell me it’s okay, but I see how tired you look.” He looked down, blinking hard.

“I’m so scared, babe. That loving me is going to cost you more than it gives.”

You placed your hand over his chest, right where his heart thudded too fast. “You loving me,” you said gently, “has only ever made me feel seen. Safe. Wanted. There is nothing in this world I want more than to face all of that — the noise, the distance, the chaos — with you.”

He broke then. A single tear slipped down his cheek, and he finally turned toward you, burying his face in your shoulder. “I just wish they could see me the way you do,” he murmured.

“They will,” you whispered, running your fingers through his hair. “Eventually. But until then… we show them. Not by proving anything. Just by being us.”

Felix (필릭스)

It was the kind of evening you thought would be simple — one meant for comfort, warmth, and gentle blending. The house you grew up in smelled of home: wood polish, your dad’s aftershave, and whatever your mom had cooked that left the walls holding onto spice and warmth. Felix had been quiet all day — not in a bad way, just observant, carefully watching every nuance in your parents’ expressions, every shift in tone, like he was memorizing how to be perfect in their eyes.

He wanted them to love him. Not for his name, or for who he was to the world, but for who he was to you.

Dinner had gone smoothly enough. Smiles, stories, a few awkward laughs that Felix soothed with gentle charm. Afterward, you disappeared upstairs to grab something — a photo album you wanted to show him. Something small. Sentimental.

That’s when it happened.

Felix was in the hallway, tracing his fingers along the framed pictures of you as a child, when he paused just outside the den. The door wasn’t fully closed. Voices leaked through — soft, but serious. Familiar. Your parents. He would have walked away. He really would have. But then he heard your name.

“She says they’re talking about marriage.”“So soon. Too soon. It’s love, yes… but is it stable?”“He seems sweet. Caring. But his life is so far from hers. It’s not normal. It’s not quiet. There will be cameras. Fans. Rumors. Hate.”“She’s our daughter. We know her. She needs a world that feels safe. Grounded. Not one that spins constantly. Not one where she has to share him with millions.”“Maybe it’s time to be honest with her. Before she goes too far. Before her heart ends up somewhere it can’t come back from.”

The words didn’t come with malice. They were soft. Protective. But they still landed with the weight of a thousand doubts. Felix felt the wind knocked out of him.

He stepped back, gently, as if walking too hard might crack the moment in two. His hands trembled as he gripped the edge of the hallway wall, grounding himself in its rough paint texture. His chest ached. Not with anger. But with something heavier — grief for something still intact.

He stepped outside, through the back door, onto the small patio overlooking your mother’s garden. The sky had turned deep blue, the first stars barely beginning to flicker through. The air smelled like damp grass and lavender.

He sat on the steps, elbows on his knees, staring at the horizon like it could answer the question he hadn’t even formed yet. You found him like that — silent, still, lit only by the porch light and the moon above. “Lix?” you asked gently. “Everything okay?”

He turned to you, slowly, and you saw it instantly. The hurt in his eyes. The kind that he didn’t know how to hide, even if he tried. He looked down. Then, barely above a whisper, “I didn’t mean to eavesdrop.” Your breath caught.

He continued, voice trembling slightly, “They… they don’t want this, do they? Us.”

You sat down beside him, heart hammering. “They’re scared,” you said. “Not because of you. Because they love me. And they don’t understand the kind of life we live.”

Felix let out a soft laugh — but it wasn’t amused. More like something caught in his throat. “I’m used to people not understanding me. My career. My world. But hearing it from them? From your family?”

He shook his head, pressing the heels of his hands into his eyes. “I didn’t think it would hurt this much.”

You reached over, gently tugging his hands away. “It’s not about who you are. It’s about what they don’t know. They’ve never seen the nights you stay up just to make sure I’m okay. Or how you write me letters when you’re away. Or the way you love — quietly, deeply, like it’s the only thing that matters.”

He looked at you, eyes shining now, reflecting porch light and tears he hadn’t let fall.

“I don’t want to be the reason they lose you,” he said. “I couldn’t live with that.”

“You’re not,” you said, voice firm now. “They’re not asking me to choose. Not really. They’re just… afraid of things they don’t see. And I’m going to show them. We are.”

You took his hand and placed it against your chest, where your heartbeat was fast and steady.

“You feel that? That’s what you do to me. Not fear. Not chaos. You ground me.” He didn’t speak, just leaned forward, resting his forehead against yours.

Seungmin (승민)

It was a cool, late spring evening, and the sun was just beginning to dip behind the horizon, casting a warm orange glow across your small apartment. You and Seungmin were in the kitchen, cooking dinner together. The scent of roasted garlic and fresh basil filled the air as you laughed over a shared inside joke about how Seungmin’s chopping skills were so meticulous they could rival a professional chef’s.

Seungmin, dressed in a simple black T-shirt and soft gray sweatpants, looked effortlessly handsome, his warm smile lighting up the kitchen even more than the overhead lights. His hand reached for yours every few moments, brushing against your fingers in a silent promise of affection.

The two of you were in that sweet, comfortable phase of a relationship where every glance felt reassuring, every touch felt electric. You’d been together for a while, and both of you had begun talking seriously about the future—moving in, getting engaged, maybe even starting a family one day.

As you stirred the sauce on the stove, Seungmin wrapped his arms around your waist from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder. “You’re so pretty when you cook,” he murmured, and your heart fluttered in your chest. But before you could respond, you heard the faint sound of your parents’ voices drifting in from the living room.

You paused, spoon in midair, and frowned slightly. “What are they talking about?” you whispered.

Seungmin, sensing your sudden tension, loosened his hold a little but didn’t let go. He tilted his head to listen, and together you strained to make out their words.

“We’re just worried,” your father said, his tone laced with concern. “Seungmin’s life is so public, always in the spotlight. It’s not normal, and we’re scared for them.”

Your mother’s voice joined in, soft but trembling. “They’ll get hurt. Fans, the media… it’s too much. They need someone who can give them a quiet life, not this constant attention.”

Your breath caught in your throat. Seungmin’s arms tightened slightly around you as if he felt your heart break in real time. His lips parted, but he stayed silent, processing the words as carefully as he did everything else in life.

You turned to face him, searching his eyes. Seungmin’s dark eyes, usually so warm and lively, had gone still, as if he was absorbing every syllable of doubt and fear your parents voiced. His brows furrowed, and for a long moment, he didn’t speak.

Then, with a deep breath, he pressed his forehead to yours. “Hey,” he whispered, his voice almost impossibly gentle. “Look at me. I’m right here, okay?”

You nodded, tears brimming in your eyes. “I didn’t know they felt like this…”

He took your hands in his, thumbs brushing over your knuckles as if trying to erase the sting of their words. “I did,” he admitted softly. “I’ve… I’ve always known it could be hard for them. For you. But I hoped—no, I believed—that love would be enough to make them see how real this is.”

His shoulders slumped a little, a rare crack in the usual confidence he carried so easily. “I’m sorry they’re scared. I wish I could promise them that everything will be perfect, that I can protect you from everything. But I can’t promise perfection.”

He paused, taking a shaky breath, and you could see the weight of it all in his eyes—his career, the scrutiny, the endless push and pull of idol life. But there was something else there, too, something unwavering.

“I can promise you this, though,” he continued, his voice growing firmer. “I love you. I’m not going to let anyone—no matter how much they care about you—tell us that what we have isn’t worth fighting for.”

A tear slipped down your cheek, and Seungmin reached up to wipe it away with his thumb. “You’re my home,” he whispered. “No matter what they say, that doesn’t change.”

You reached up to cup his face, your hands trembling. “And you’re mine,” you said, your voice thick with emotion. “I want this, Seungmin. I want you.”

He closed his eyes for a moment, breathing deeply as if to steady himself. When he opened them again, there was a quiet fire in them. “Then we’ll show them. We’ll show them that this love isn’t fragile. It’s real, and it’s ours.”

The two of you stood there in the warm kitchen, the sauce simmering forgotten on the stove, holding each other close. The murmur of your parents’ conversation faded into the background as you and Seungmin pressed your foreheads together, sharing a moment of silent resolve.

You knew the road ahead wouldn’t be easy. Your parents’ fears weren’t unfounded—Seungmin’s world was bright, loud, and often overwhelming. But standing there in his arms, you felt something stronger than fear. You felt hope.

I.N (아이엔)

It was a quiet Sunday afternoon, and the golden rays of late spring sun filtered through the gauzy curtains of your living room. You and Jeongin were lounging on the couch, your legs tangled under a soft knit blanket. His head was in your lap, his dark brown hair fanned out like a halo, and you were absently running your fingers through it, feeling the silky strands slip through your fingers. Jeongin had always had a calming presence—a gentle warmth that felt like home. You’d been together for a couple of years now, and your relationship was moving towards something permanent, something beautifully real. Talks of marriage had started to pepper your late-night conversations—shared dreams of a cozy home, laughter-filled mornings, and a life built on the love you’d cultivated so carefully. But that afternoon, as the comforting murmur of a soft indie playlist played in the background, you heard voices drifting in from the kitchen—your parents. You hadn’t realized they’d come back early from their walk. You tensed instinctively, and Jeongin, ever so attuned to your moods, tilted his head back to glance up at you. “What’s wrong?” he asked softly, his dark eyes full of gentle curiosity.

You didn’t answer right away, your ears straining to catch the words that were slowly unraveling your heart. “—I know they love each other,” your mother’s voice floated through the doorway. “But his world… it’s too much. The constant traveling, the fans, the pressure. It’s not the kind of life I imagined for them.” Your father’s voice joined in, laced with a deep, protective concern. “We just want them to have a peaceful, simple life. Not one where they’re always in the shadows of the spotlight, where their every move could be twisted into gossip.” You felt the blood drain from your face, your hand stilling in Jeongin’s hair. He sat up slowly, his expression shifting from confusion to concern. His hand came to rest on your thigh, grounding you. “They’re talking about us,” you whispered, your voice barely above a breath. Jeongin’s eyes darkened with understanding, and he reached up to brush a strand of hair from your face, his touch as tender as always. “What are they saying?” he asked, his voice quiet, careful. You swallowed, blinking back the sting of tears. “They’re… they’re scared for me. They think we should break up because they think your life is too overwhelming, too dangerous for me.” For a moment, silence settled between you like a heavy fog. Jeongin’s fingers tightened just slightly on your thigh, his jaw working as he processed the words. Then he took a slow, deep breath, exhaling through his nose. “I’m sorry,” he said softly, his voice threaded with a sorrowful gravity. “I never wanted them to feel that way. Or for you to have to choose between me and your family’s peace of mind.” He paused, his brows furrowed in thought, then looked back at you with a depth in his gaze that took your breath away. “I know my world is… different. Loud, unpredictable. And I know it’s not what they dreamed of for you. But I also know that I love you. More than I’ve ever loved anything in my life.” He took your hands in his, his thumbs brushing over your knuckles as if he could soothe the ache in your chest with those gentle caresses. “You’re the best part of my world,” he continued, his voice growing steadier. “You make it brighter, calmer—like I can breathe even when everything else is spinning around me.” Your throat tightened, a tear slipping free down your cheek. Jeongin reached up to wipe it away with the pad of his thumb, his touch feather-light. “I want to be the person who makes you feel safe and loved, not someone who adds to your worries.”

[cheeseceli]

Mornings with SKZ

Pairing: Ot8!Skz × Gn!reader (individually)

Genre: fluff, headcanons

Request: Ot8 skz and their s/o mornings together

Warnings: mentions of food, skinship, established relationship

A/n: posting this as a reminder I still exist 😭 | Daily click

Bang Chan

First three times you shared a bed with him freaked you out because Why'd you always wake up alone??

He'd already be starting his day

Showering, making breakfast, even working already depending on the day

But he'd always be as silent as possible so to not wake you up

Once you inevitably do, he stops whatever he was doing so he can say hello to you

Good morning hug 🙂‍↕️

"Hi babe, did I wake you up? Sorry, I'll be quieter next time. Come here"

Lee Know

You'd wake up with the smell of something delicious being made

Best breakfast ever!!

And he'd keep cooking after he feels you hugging him from behind

Asks you if you slept well 😔

Of course you slept well, how could you not with his three cats sleeping with you?

They'd only wake up later on though

It gives you two time to spend together before the day actually starts

"I'm almost done cooking it, you can go sit if you want."

Changbin

Please be someone who likes mornings

I see him as such an early bird for some reason

A very energetic one for all that is worth

So he'd love it if you wanted to be active since the early morning

Going out for breakfast, jogging a little bit, maybe just walking around the town

He loves to start his day with you, no matter what you're doing

"The day is so beautiful already! Do you want to go out? We can go to that cafe you like."

Hyunjin

He'd probably wake up before you, but he's not getting out of bed until you do

He's on the lazy morning racha, what can I say

But he's there, laying with you and cuddling you, sweetening your dreams a little bit more

It's a little bit funny cause he's waiting for you to wake up but he's not doing anything to entertain himself

Not even using his phone

Maybe he's still a bit dreamy and is just savouring this peaceful moment

Brightest smile ever when you open up your eyes

"Hello, love. Did you sleep well?"

Han

There's no such thing as morning with him

Bro is ready to wake up only after eleven am

And please don't be an early bird because he needs to be with him

Yes, he will be asleep, but he also wants to be with you

He's such a cuddler

Even if you woke up, I'm not sure you'd be able to get away from his hold

"C'mon, baby. Just five more minutes."

Felix

Breakfast in bed!!!

I cannot imagine a morning that is more him than that

He's so gentle when waking you up as well

Softly calling out your name and maybe even kissing your forehead

It would be like 8/9 am when he'd wake you up

So that gives you two quite a time to spend together

"Wake up, angel. I made some food for you."

Seungmin

It doesn't always happen, but whenever it's possible, he loves to watch the sunrise with you

Even if you're so sleepy you barely register the scene

It's kinda magical

He won't admit it though

Mornings with him are low-key quiet, you both still a little bit sleeping

It's also when he's the most vulnerable

"Come here" he asks with open arms, just waiting for your touch.

I.N

He's the second part of the lazy morning racha

He loves doing absolutely nothing with you

Just laying in bed or on the couch and catching up with your favourite drama energises him so much

He especially lives to this on his days off

It's rare to be able to do nothing for a while, so he won't lose an opportunity to do so

"Oh, there's a new episode of the drama we were watching last week. Wanna see it?

Masterlist | you'll probably like: first relationships

Reminder this is just fiction!! I'm not trying to portray real life and you shouldn't believe that this is how the members actually are. This is just for the vibe and the delulu!

Taglist (open!): @yuyubeans @dandelions-143 @sleepyleeji @jinnie-ret @sheraayasherrecs @rockstarkkami @urlocalmultigroupfan @aeinzzzketchup

Dividers by @cafekitsune | images 1, 2 and 3

[apple-kiwi]

Skz Calling You Clingy Part 2

Chan, Lee Know, Changbin, Hyunjin, Han, Felix, Seungmin, I.N.

Part 1

Authors note: I tried to finish it fast but, you know, life. I tagged everyone who asked for a part 2. I will start the other members at some point.

Warning: none I think

Taglist: @jazziwritesthings @luckymilkshakerebel @lcmonriize @galaxy4489

Word count: 963

It's been 3 days since he snapped at you. You've been giving him space like he asked, not going to the door when he comes home, not asking him about his day, not texting him reminding him to eat and drink enough water, and not clinging onto him before going to sleep. You still cook dinner for him, your mind wouldn't leave you alone unless you knew he had a warm home-cooked meal at the end of the day, however, you no longer try bringing him the food, you just leave it covered on the table for him to eat when he comes home. You've been so distant with him that it feels like walking on eggshells whenever you are in the same room.

Seungmin had been feeling extremely guilty for snapping at you. He regretted it ever since the moment it happened but he was stubborn and prideful and hated having to admit when he was wrong. But with each day that passed, he could tell how hurt you were, and it was eating him up inside. His heart ached every time he came home to find the house quiet, with no sign of you even being there. It felt like he was living alone, and he hated it. He missed your presence, your voice, your laughter, everything about you.

Tonight was the same as the past 3 nights. He came home from practice late and found dinner on the table, but there was no sign of you, you must've been asleep already, he thought. He sat at the table and began to eat, the food was good but cold, you must've made it a while ago.

He ate it all anyway.

After finishing his meal, Seungmin sat there for a few minutes, staring at the empty chair across from him. He really wished you were sitting there right now, talking to him about your day, or just sitting in comfortable silence. He could no longer deny it, something needed to be fixed. Seungmin needed to talk to you, apologize, and make things right again. With a heavy heart, he forced himself to get up and head to the bedroom. Opening the door quietly, he looked around the room and spotted a lump under the covers, confirming you were asleep.

Seungmin moved closer to the edge of the bed, sitting down gently so he wouldn't wake you up. He took a moment to just look at your peaceful sleeping form and it made his heart ache even more. You were always sleeping by the time he came home nowadays. You were avoiding him, it was all his fault for lashing out.

Taking a deep breath, he spoke quietly, "Hey… Are you awake?” He waited a few seconds for you to respond but you stayed motionless and silent. He wasn't sure if you were pretending to be asleep, but he decided just to talk anyway, "I know you're mad at me… And you have every right to be. I was being an ass when I yelled at you. I'm really sorry." He paused for a moment, taking another deep breath before continuing.

"I didn't mean what I said. I was just tired and in a bad mood… That's no excuse though. I was being a jerk to you for no reason… I understand if you don't wanna talk to-"

He was cut off when you rolled over and threw yourself onto him.

Seungmin's heart skipped a beat as you suddenly threw yourself onto him. He was caught off guard at first, but quickly wrapped his arms around you, holding you against his chest tightly. He could feel you shaking slightly in his arms, and he gently began running a hand over your back in a soothing manner.

"I'm sorry… I'm really sorry." He repeated softly as he cradled you in his arms, feeling the guilt and regret weighing on him heavily.

“I know…and I forgive you.”

Seungmin tightened his hold on you, his heart swelling with relief at your words. You forgave him… and he was so grateful for that. He pulled back a bit to look down at your face, cupping your cheek gently. His eyes searched for any hint of anger or lingering hurt but there was none. Seeing your tired, yet slightly tear-stained face, his heart ached. He reached up with his other hand to gently brush away a few stray tears on your cheek.

"You're crying…" He mumbled softly, his thumb gently stroking your skin. "I really don't deserve you, do I…?" He let out a sigh, shifting slightly so he could lie down on the bed with you cradled in his arms.

“You're comfortable…it's making me sleepy…" You whisper, the sound muffled by his hoodie.

He continued to stroke your hair and caress your back soothingly, "Yeah? Then sleep… I'm not going anywhere."

“I love you…” You whisper to him

Seungmin's heart clenched at your words. Hearing those words from you again after all the coldness between you two hit him like a wave. He tightened his hold on you a bit more, pulling you even closer, and buried his face in your hair once more.

"I love you too.." he mumbled against your head, his voice filled with a mixture of regret, love, and relief. "So much… I really, really love you…"

Despite these past few days he didn't need to tell you he loved you because you would never doubt his love for you, and he would never doubt your love for him.

[b4tracha]

How They Acted During Your First Time | OT8 x Male Reader

Hello! This was requested a long time ago, but I got busy. I've said this before, but I'm a CNA + a full-time nursing major. I applied to my nursing program recently, so I had to focus on school first before writing again. However, my semester ended on yesterday, so expect more of me! Enjoy<3

Bang Chan

Bang Chan shows off his body a lot, but he is still an extremely shy person. If you throw intimacy in the mix, he gets 10 times worse. He would probably cry a little, to be honest. Not because it's too much or he's sensitive, but because he's a little scared. You would need to reassure Chan a lot as well.

Lee Know

Unlike most of the members, Minho did not spend his teenage years as a trainee. That means he was able to explore his sexuality more than his band mates. He wasn't too shy during your first time because he has done it before, it's just been awhile. However, you had great chemistry and it was easy to fall in the rhythm of things.

Changbin

Changbin shocked you when you realized how shy he was when it came to sex. You both had a deep conversation on what would happen, how it would happen, the perfect setting and mood. Yet when the day came, he could only fumble on his words when you asked him a question. His jutdae may not reach the bedroom..

Hyunjin

Unlike Seungmin, Hyunjin did not want to plan it out. Hyunjin is a known romantic. If he planned it out, he felt as if it was less sincere. His first time with someone was something Hyunjin fantasized about. It was so intimate. Those said fantasies would pay off in the end, if you know what I mean.

HAN

Jisung is a nerd. He knows it, too. He would need to research sex a lot before he would be comfortable enough to do it. Even then, it's not enough. During your first time, he would curl up and hide behind his hands each time something happened. You'd probably have to reassure him frequently in case he gets too overwhelmed.

Felix

Of course, Felix knows how it works. Unlike the other members, he had much easier access to things like porn. He could already point out what he liked, disliked, or something he could try in the future. However, that doesn't mean he knows what he's doing. Porn is nothing like real life! At times, you would have to help him figure things out because he felt like his mind would just go blank randomly.

Seungmin

He was the one to bring up the idea to you. Almost like a checklist, he sat you down and told you everything he wanted and didn't want. It may seem odd to people, but Seungmin was a person who liked to write things down and figure it out. Due to this, he has an easier time during sex. He felt like he had control and thats what he needed.

I.N

Jeongin always gets what he wants. This also applies to sex. Not in a dominant or submissive way, per se, people just live giving the youngest what he desires. He asked for it and you gave it to him. However, that doesn't mean his ears weren't a bright red, and he would look away when you looked at him for too long.

[giddyfatherchris]

📱skz texts —how they react/comfort you (when you're going through a rough patch with a friend)

| including. bang chan, lee know

warnings. mentions of homophobia, anxiety and depression (but not going in depth with any of these subjects)

a/n. FINALLY!! channie and lee know’s part babyyyy honestly i kept procrastinating but today i decided enough is enough.😤 again, these are not in order but i cannot be 🎶booOoOoOthereeeddd🎶 so :) hope you enjoy mwah xxx

changbin, seungmin & i.n

hyunjin, han & felix

Lee Know

He knew from your texts you were not in your normal state. You were usually such a bubbly person, but when you answered so drily to his questions, he knew something was wrong.

As he waited for you to come home, he couldn't help but pace in his apartment. You weren't living together yet, but you spent so much time at his flat that you claimed it as your second home comfortably. In the 15 minutes it took for you to arrive, Lee Know had prepared himself for many scenarios, but he could have never predicted how you opened harshly the door and slammed it shut. Your ritual of crouching on the floor, calling for his three cats, was brutally ignored as you stomped to the kitchen.

"Hi, baby." He tentatively tried. Cautious, he kept his distance as you grunted in answer. You opened the fridge door, looked for a milli second before you closed it, then repeated the same process with the pantry. You made yourself a glass of water, didn't even take a sip, and grumbled as you looked in front of you, not really seeing anything. You abandoned it on the counter, ready to stomp away, when Lee Know put himself in your trajectory.

"What's going on?"

You would have kept walking if he hadn't grabbed you by the shoulders and blocked you from carrying on.

"Uh?" you looked at him as if you were just now seeing him. "Nothing, something at work, it's enraging." 

"Then please tell me so I can know who to kill," he replied in an equally angered tone. His hold on your shoulders tightened slightly at the thought someone had hurt you. 

You looked at him, surprised. "What, kill someone?" 

"Please, Y/n. I've never seen you like this. I don't know what happened, but for it to put you in that state, I'm guessing it's pretty serious." 

He had to pull it out of you, but you finally explained how you discovered one of your coworkers, who you considered a friend, was, in fact, a raging homophobic, queer-hating asshole. When you first heard him comment on someone else wearing a rainbow pin, you had laughed it off, thinking he was being dumb, but he kept adding on, and you realized, horrified, that he was being serious. 

Cherry on top, when you told him you were pansexual, he had stared at you with this idiotic air and asked if you were attracted to kitchen appliances. It ended up with you terminating that 'friendship' and leaving the office completely enraged. 

Your boyfriend listened carefully to your story. His piercing eyes set on you when he finally stated, "I have no idea how you managed not to smack him in the face." 

You let out a dry chuckle, telling the story again only egged you on, and brought up a familiar gloom you hadn't felt in a while. Immediately, he noticed the change in your demeanor, how the burning rage had simmered to a profound sadness. "Hey, it's okay, you can report the bastard, you know. He can't go around saying stuff like that."

You wrapped your arms around your middle, your lower lip softly shaking as you exhaled. "It's been a long time since I've been directly in contact with someone like that. I'm mad at myself for not seeing it maybe others knew, and they considered me badly for hanging out with him. I feel so bad."

He pulled you to him, softly resting his chin on top of your head. "Some people are really good at hiding who they truly are. He never said anything before, you never could have known."

"I know, but I somewhat feel like a traitor to my community," you covered your face with your hands before hiding in his chest. "Is that dumb?"  

He softly pushed you back and leveled his gaze with yours. "That is a little dumb because you did not betray your community, okay? You can't betray someone if you've also been fooled. And you know what's the best thing to do now? Report his ass. I'm sure if you do, there will be others who feel comfortable speaking up."

Your eyes lit up at his suggestion. "You're right. I want queer people to feel safe at work. The thought that I might have been seen as someone who would threaten that makes me sick. But if I speak up, that could change. Maybe we could even create a committee to do sensibilization about homophobia in the workplace." The gloom in your eyes was replaced with a fire. "One thing is sure, I won't let it happen again.

He gave you an adorable grin as he softly grabbed your chin. "My little fighter, I'm proud of you."

Your eyes disappeared into a happy smile as you hugged him again. "Thank you for always supporting me, although I am slightly scared of how little it took to convince you to kill someone." 

He laughed before grabbing you over his shoulder and whispered with a diabolical expression. "You shouldn't." 

Because really, there shouldn't be a doubt in your mind that this man was ready to make anyone who hurt you pay a terrible price. 

Bang Chan

The leader rubbed his hands on his face in an attempt to wipe away all the exhaustion. He looked back at his computer screen, feeling a violent cramp in his head causing his eyes to squeeze shut of their own accords. 

"Okay, okay. I get it. No more computer today."

He grabbed his phone before getting up, pleading his eyes to survive one last exposure to the light of a screen. He clicked on your name and quickly typed in, asking you what you wanted to eat for dinner but all signs of fatigue disappeared once he saw your answer. Worry replaced any feelings in his heart, his tired eyes fixed on the device.

What could have happened for you to be so down? He knew you were dealing with a difficult friend lately, but could it have gotten this bad so quickly? He wondered if he should push it, ask you more, but as his eyes started burning again he realized it would probably be of no help and he should wait for you to get home. Chan looked around the apartment, an uneasy feeling in his chest, a restlessness agitating his limbs. You were hurting and he couldn’t stay still, waiting for you to arrive. Then it clicked, he looked at your messages once again, closed the app and started dialing a number he was starting to know very well. As the line rang, a smirk slowly took place on his full lips.

You tiredly entered your apartment, welcomed with a delicious aroma. You kicked your boots off, more than ready to change into comfortable clothes and hug your boyfriend. 

Your heart melted at the sight waiting for you in the kitchen. Chan, his sleeve rolled up, showing his strong forearms, was very focused on the pots and pans burbling in front of him. He softly hummed to the soft jazz music playing in the background, completely oblivious to the world around him. You silently walked to him and wrapped your arms around his middle, loving how his strong back felt on your cheek through his clothes. 

"Jesus! You scared me," he whined, still, you could hear the smile in his voice as his hands wrapped around yours. "How are you?"

You didn't answer, feeling tears prickling your eyes and that burning sensation in your nose when you knew you were about to cry. You buried your face in his clothes, hoping it would muffle the sound of your sobs. 

"Y/n?" he quickly turned around, realizing you were far from okay. "Hey, baby what's going on?"

Violent sobs shook your body as you slid to the floor engulfed in Chan’s reassuring embrace, allowing you to let it all go. Once you calmed down enough to take a big breath, he asked again. "Baby, what happened?" 

Softly, he brushed his fingers through your hair. He was a calm and reassuring presence for you in all the chaos. You knew you could trust him, knew you could tell him anything and he would be there for you.

"You know my ´friend’, our relationship was already rocky, I knew that, but I thought it was getting better. When we studied together the other day, we talked so much, about anything and everything and even personal stuff. I thought we were getting over that petty argument, but today I heard them tell other people from my classes how I was faking my anxiety disorder and depression symptoms. They said I only did it to get attention and that I- I was an addict." Your voice broke on the last word, horrified that such words could have come out of their mouth.

Chan had to fight everything in him not to go after them right now. If there was one thing he despised it was when the ones he loved were hurt. He couldn't bear it. He knew how hard it had been for you to get a diagnosis and start taking medication. How could someone be heartless enough to make such comments? 

"I heard some of the people in the group defend me, but still... I can't believe it. I'm so stupid, I never should have told them about it."

"Y/n. You are not stupid. They are the assholes. You are not stupid for trusting someone you thought was a friend okay? I don't ever want you to think you are stupid for that."

You looked at him with teary eyes. He felt himself melt and soften, all anger disappearing when he realized how badly you needed him. "You are not stupid. You are not faking anything." he softly stroked your cheeks, wiping away the tears as he did. "I'm so proud of you for reaching out for help. I'm proud of you every damn day, and you know the people who really love you do too." You closed your eyes, relishing in his warm touch, allowing his soft voice to erase every doubt and fear. He softly kissed your forehead, "Okay?"

"Okay," you whispered. "Thank you I don't know what I would do without you."

"You would still do amazing because you are one of the strongest person I've ever met."

You chuckled at his comment. "You're so cheesy. Still, I'm pretty happy to have you." You lifted your head towards the stove. "Especially if you tell me you've been cooking for me." You took a deep breath in, finally registering what it was you were smelling. You looked back at him, already smiling, a look of surprise on your face. "Is- is that my mom’s… How, how did you do it?"

A proud and satisfied expression was printed on his features. "You wanted your mom’s spaghetti so I called and asked her to help me make it. Turns out the recipe isn’t that hard." He tucked a piece of your hair behind your ear while you stared at him like he was the most magnificent thing you had ever seen, which he was.

"I can’t believe you did that. My mother has never told anyone her recipe!"

"Yeah, about that. I might have had to make a deal with her to get it…" You rolled your eyes, ready to hear some embarrassing stunt your mother pulled on your boyfriend. "I had to explain why I wanted the recipe, and she might have made me promise we’d go visit your family in two weeks while you’re on spring break."

You squealed and wrapped your arms around his neck, asking him a thousand time if he was kidding, if this was really happening, while he promised over and over again it was. You pulled back to look at the satisfied smile growing on his lips. Chan was a sure value in your life, maybe the only true one, and as you looked at him, his dimpled smile and the satisfaction he had in preparing all this for you, you knew this was it. He was everything you would ever need.

[justastraymoa]

Unwilling Alpha

Chapter 9

The reveal pt 2

Warnings ⚠️ swears, abo dynamics, mentions of slave trade, mentions of rape, mentions of abuse, mentions of death, fear, manipulation.

Nothing within reflects anyone or anything irl. Pics off pinterest.

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The next morning, before dawn, Chan gently shook me awake.  “Good morning, lovie.”

Groaning, I rolled over and pulled the blanket over my head, not ready to be awake.  I’m warm and comfortable, no way is Chan going to get me out of this bed.  Sadistic bastard!

“Up, up, up!  We have a couple hours before the live.  We need to agree on a track list and get practicing.”

“Fuck you and your fucking track list.”  I snapped.

Someone cackled.  “You made her shit list, Hyung.”  I.N said amused.

“Yeah, yeah.  I can be on any list you want, as long as you get up and get ready.”  Chan dismissed shoving at my hip again so I couldn’t fall back asleep.

With a frustrated sigh I uncovered my head.  “I will find a way to get you back for this.”  I promised darkly.

“You can’t do that if you’re still in bed!”  Chan’s voice faded as he left the room.

Rolling onto my back I took a minute to rub the sleep from my face and attempt to wake my sluggish brain up.  A task that currently felt like an uphill battle I was losing.

“I’d say you get used to it, but you really, really don’t.”  I.N said.

“Mm.  Where is everyone else?”

“Getting dressed, eating breakfast.”

Slowly I sat up and opened my eyes.  Only to immediately squeeze them shut again.  The room was bright.  Too bright.  It stung my sensitive eyes and only added to my misery.  The first full day of being Stray Kids Alpha was already proving difficult and the sun hadn’t even risen yet.

“I need a gallon of coffee.”  I declared.

There was a shuffle and I.N kissed my hairline.  “We can stop somewhere on the way.”

As soon as I could open my eyes I freshened up and put on the first clothes my fingers touched.  Zero brainpower to plan an outfit and look cute.  Not happening today.

When I met up with the others, Lee Know handed me a granola bar and Felix twisted my hair up into a baseball cap.  Changbin helped me put on an oversized hoodie and black face mask.  Still half asleep I just moved where they wanted me without complaint.  In the back of my mind I registered that they were helping me hide my identity and scent until the live later.  Something it hasn’t occurred to my sleepy brain to do when I got dressed.

“Care you even awake?”  Changbin asked when I rocked off balance.

I looked at him through one open eye.  “Coffee.  Please.”  I breathed through the face mask hiding my identity from the world.

“We can manage that.  Let’s go, cars ready.”  Chan informed picking up the bags sitting at his feet and heading to the door.  I stumbled after him almost blindly, eyes unwilling to stay open for more than a few seconds at a time.

After I bumped into the third wall, I felt Hyunjin place his warm hands on my upper arms and start steering me.  Keeping me from bumping into any more obstacles.

Once in the car I leaned on the nearest shoulder and immediately dozed off.  Since it was still so early the Omegas were pretty quiet.  Only talking lowly amongst themselves.  The murmur was a pleasant lullaby.

Gentle finders brushed hair from my temple and stroked over the exposed apple of my left cheek.  “Wake me up one more time, Chan, and I will neuter you.”  I growled.

A puff of air hit me as Hyunjin laughed.  “It’s me.  Sorry, we need your coffee order.”

This roused me and I opened my eyes.  Hyunjin was crouched in front of me with a soft fond look on his face.  “Coffee?”

He smiled brightly at me.  “Yes.  Coffee.  What would you like?”

As soon as there was a hot coffee in my hands, I started to feel like a human again.  The smell and hot steam helped me keep my eyes open while I waited for the drink to cool off enough to drink.

“Good morning, sleepyhead.”  Changbin teased.

I shook my head, testing my coffee.  Still too hot.  “Not yet.”  I answered roughly.

It was only a couple more minutes before the car stopped at a sheltered back entrance of JYPE.

“Wait!  Mask, Y/n.”  Chan reminded when I slid toward the door.

“Oh, right.  Thanks.”  I replied pulling the mask back into place.

Apparently, conference rooms are pretty much the same no matter what country you are in.  Long table with chairs all around, large white board covering one wall, huge TV on another, A conference phone smack dab in the middle of the table.  As well as the group company photo squeezed into a random patch of wall, everyone wearing matching shirts.

There were several people already in the room when we arrived.  I stopped in the doorway and looked to Chan wide eyes.  I hadn’t thought about anyone else being here and my first instinct was to leave before they saw or smelled me.

Chan smiled and reached for me.  “It’s okay, Y/n.  This is our manager, the set manager, and sound master.  They won’t bite.

I nodded and waved at the 3 Betas holding my coffee cup in front of me like a caffeine shield.  They nodded back, politely uninterested in my presence.  I sighed silently, relieved.

I wheeled one of the chairs into a corner out of the way and curled up into it, cradling my coffee as I sipped at it.  I watched as everyone settled in, more animated and loud now that they were more awake.

Everyone looked soft and cozy.  Hair product free and floofy, comfortable clothing, no makeup.  I kind of liked them like this.  Just people and not idols.  These were my Omegas in their ‘true’ form so to speak.

I had no idea what to expect in a meeting like this.  I was insanely curious about this part of the process.  What went into the songs they picked to perform.  How the set theme was decided.  How they came up with the absolutely amazing sets and performances.  As a fan you never really got a complete explanation for any of this.

That being said, it wasn’t long before they started speaking in terms I didn’t understand.  I got bored pretty quickly after that.

So instead, I pulled out my phone and caught up on all the Stray Kids stuff I avoided when I was gone.  And started the process of officially moving.  Canceling my mail, getting my appointments canceled, changing accounts to my new Korea address.  I needed to make lists, I know I am forgetting things.

Most importantly I need a Korean phone plan, because the overseas charges on my current plan were absolutely outrageous!  I don’t know the first thing about Korean phone plans or companies.  Does Verizon exist here?  It had too.  Verizon exists everywhere, right?

Felix must have gotten bored because he pulled my chair close to his and started to watch what I was doing over my shoulder.  I glanced up, pretty sure he is supposed to be paying attention, but Chris seemed to pretty much be handling everything.  The others interjecting occasionally.

“We can just put you on our plan.”  Felix whispered to me in his Australian accented English.

“Youre all on the same plan?”  I never thought about their phone plan.

“Yeah, the company pays for it and has all the information in case we get hacked or something.”

Oh, the company.  “No, I’ll just get my own plan.”

“Why?”

“I’m not with the company.  Im with you guys.  I don’t feel comfortable having the company pay my bills.”

“Its not like you haven’t earned it.  Besides, they will need the information for you too in case you get hacked or lose your phone.”

Saying I ‘earned it’ felt too much like I was being paid to be their Alpha, and that felt gross.  I made a face, but didn’t respond to him.  This wasn’t the time or place for this conversation.

However, it did remind me that I needed to find some way to make money.  No way in hell would I be depending on the boys financially like that.  They aren’t my sugar daddies and im not a gold digger.

I only needed a short-term solution.  Just until I am forced to sign a contract with the company and they ‘strongly suggest’ becoming a brand ambassador or to do a commercial or something like that.  I need something to hold me over until I ultimately end up working for JYPE.  It was only a matter of time.

The meeting blissfully wrapped up quickly after our short conversation.  And with a track list decided, it was time to start refreshing themselves on the lyrics and dances.  So, we moved to a practice studio in another part of the building.

I.N handed me a familiar black bag as I made myself comfortable in the back corner of the room.  I looked at him with wide eyes.  “My camera?  You brought it for me?”  It was amazingly nice of him.  My camera is a part of me and I usually don’t go anywhere without it, but I was too tired this morning to think of grabbing it.

He shrugged, trying to play it off.  “Figured you would be less bored if you could take photos.”

I pulled him down into a hug, ruffling the hair on the back of his head and squeezing him tight.  Cuteness aggression is a very real thing.

“Alright, alright!  Enough!”  He complained pulling away, cheeks dusted a light pink and avoiding my eyes.

I giggled and dug into my bag.  Everything I could need is here.  I was unbelievably excited to get some shots of the Omegas.  And having something to do will pass the time quicker.

Standing up I took a few test pictures to adjust for lighting and quality.

As they did their thing I snapped action shots of each of them, doing my best to stay out of the way.

Stray Kids, being the gremlins they were, started to make overexaggerated silly faces.  There was even some rude gestures thrown in here and there.  I smiled at their antics, not deterred in the slightest.

As everyone rested and got some water, Chan approached me.  “Since this is an official live with announcements, they are going to want to do hair, makeup, and outfits.”  He warned.

I wrinkled my nose, but already suspected as much.  “Okay.  I look like shit today anyways, so that’s probably a good thing.”

He flicked my ear lightly.  “Stop.  You look lovely.”

I rolled my eyes and swatted at the offending hand.  “Whatever you say.  When is this makeover?”

“We will head over when everyone has had a chance to rest.”

“Ill pack up then.”  I nodded to the camera in my hands.

Hair, makeup, and wardrobe was an overwhelming experience.  At any given moment I had 2-3 people surrounding me.  Poking, pulling, and prodding all over.  My face was plastered, my hair yanked and gooped.  And at one point I swear I saw the metallic flash of a pair of scissors.

The room itself is loud and chaotic.  People yelled and rushed around everywhere.  All the overstimulation was starting to get to me.  I felt my patience growing short and my muscles get tense.  The lights started to give me a headache and the voices made my ears ring and all blended together.  I scratched my arms to try and relieve the symptoms.  To have one strong thing to focus on so the others were less intense.  It was something I have done since I was a baby, and I have never been able to break the need when the overstimulation gets too bad.  During college I had to wear thick hoodies during mid terms and finals because if I didn’t, I would scratch so much I would bleed.

Gentle hands stilled my own and I refocused.  Hand soothed my burning arms by rubbing them softly.  They were bright red now.  “Its okay.”  He whispered understandingly but still concerned.

I sighed heavily, thankful for the reprieve.  He must have shooed everyone off when he noticed my distress.  “I’m sorry.  I’m – it’s a lot”

He nodded and fished into his pocket.  He fitted a pair of earbuds in my ears.  “This may help.”  He said as he scrolled through his phone for a few seconds before Gods Menu started to play.  Something nondestructive for my mind to focus on.  I nodded and smiled my thanks.

Han left and the people for styling converged again.  Guess they only stepped away long enough for Han to help me before continuing their work.  It was much easier to deal with now as Gods Menu ended and Side Effects started.

When everything was complete and I looked acceptable enough to be seen as Stray Kids’ Alpha I stood and looked at myself in the mirror.  The sight made me sigh in defeat.  I didn’t look like me.

The clothes were expensive looking and not my usual comfy style.  My hair, usually just left alone or pulled into a messy bun was curled and styled perfectly in place.  It was a couple inches shorter now too.  And ive never been one for makeup.  Never had a knack for applying it and didn’t like how I looked in it.  Now, though natural looking, makeup was applied in such a way that it changed the shapes of my face.  Nose shaded to look more angular and petite.  Eyes made to look bigger and rounder.  Cheeks and chin sharper.  I was a different person.

“You don’t look very happy.”  Chan observed.

I sighed and removed the earbuds.  “They did a great job.”  Its true, the work was exquisite.  Flawless even.

“But?”  He prompted.

My lips twisted and I looked back at the mirror.  “I don’t look like me anymore.”  I closed my eyes against a heavy sense of loss.  I shouldn’t complain.  “I’ll get used to it eventually.”

I knew this was coming.  That I would lose who I was.  That they would change me.  I just…I guess I just wasn’t as prepared for it as I thought.  I expected it to take longer.  That it would be slower, piece by piece over time.  This felt like all at once.  I lifted my hand to mess with my hair, but caught myself and lowered it again with a hum.

Chan wrapped an arm around my shoulders and squeezed me close, rubbing my upper arm.  “We will have them dial it back next time.”  He promised.

“And we can teach you makeup at home too, so we can find a happy medium.”  Seungmin added joining us at the mirror.

“Don’t worry.  Ill be fine.  I was expecting this.”  I straighten and pull myself together.  This was fine.  I looked beautiful.  Flawless.  Worthy to stand next to Stray Kids proudly.

“Y/n, we don’t want to change who you are.  You’re perfectly fine as you are.”  Chan said.

“I’m not though, am I?”  It was a rhetorical question.  We all knew I wasn’t even close to good looking enough on my own to be seen with gods such as them.

We were summoned away before either male could reply.

My nerves about the live and subsequently the reveal, previously forgotten when I became overstimulated, then saw myself in the mirror, returned full force.  Millions of people are about to watch me on live and find out im an Alpha.  They will know my face.  I'll be plastered all over the internet.

What if I made a fool of myself?  Or said the wrong thing?  What if I embarrassed the boys?  Ruined their reputation?  Or worse yet, turned STAY against them?  So much could go wrong.

The live setting was familiar.  A living room set up that they had used before on past lives and videos.

“You look ready to vomit.”  JYP said from behind me.

I spun around, excited.  I didn’t expect J to show up today.  “J!  what are you doing here?”  I threw my arms around him.

“Its your reveal day, I didn’t want to miss it.”  He replied patting my back.

I smiled at him, thankful for his comforting fatherly presence.  Someone who had secretly been watching over me my whole life.  He wouldn’t let anything happen to me now.  It would ruin all his hard work.

“Don’t let me say anything stupid, please.”  I requested wringing my hands.

J chuckled.  “Sorry, hun, but your bound to put your foot in your mouth eventually.”

I groaned and bounced a little to try and relieve some anxiety.  “Ooh, I can’t do this.”

“Yes, you can.  Just be yourself.  Stray Kids have always been authentic and chaotic, so fans are used to that.  They like that.”  JYP reminded me.  It was true.  They weren’t fake and genuinely cared about what they do and their fans.  “Just flow with the conversation.  They will lead you, guide you.”

I nodded and turned towards the set again.  Lee Know was at a mounted tablet set up for the live on a tripod.  He tapped a few buttons on the screen.

“Okay.  We are live.”  He announced before moving to take his seat next to Han on one of the couches.

There wasn't enough air in the room.

~

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Chapter 12

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Jeongin joined Seungmin in the kitchen, helping with the final pieces of the clean up, before he went to the living room, joining the hug-pile on the couch and letting himself fall asleep as well. Perhaps, the afternoon, will be kinder on all of them.

Third person POV

Seungmin stayed awake, looking over his loved ones during their nap, he checked in on Jisung and the others as well, most of them were asleep, though Chan was half awake as he recently woke up from his nap. “How’s everyone else doing?” Chan whispered, “They’re asleep on the couch, Innie is there too, I prepared some tea for everyone, I was thinking of going out and getting some cookies as well, Felix is asleep so he can’t bake any and we don’t have any left at home,” “Sounds good, Min, be careful,” 

And so, Seungmin left to buy the group some cookies, a much-needed sweet treat after the morning they had, hoping it would cheer both Jisung and (Y/n) up. Chan checked Jisung’s temperature, happy to see it was going down, he went out to the living room, smiling as he found the pile of his loved ones on the couch. He carefully woke Minho up, the dancer mumbled a curse at him, but once he opened his eyes and found Chan in front of him, he stopped complaining and did his best to leave the couch without waking anyone else up. 

The two eldest made their way into the kitchen, Minho saw the preparations for tea, the cups, the bag of tea, everything was prepped and ready. “Seungmin’s out to buy some cookies, he also prepared tea before he left, I woke you up because I wanted to talk about what happened, I never thought this could affect Ji so much, perhaps it wasn’t a good idea to take her in or?” Chan looked down at the kitchen counter, he was tired, sad, and worried. He felt responsible as the oldest and the leader, should he have been thinking differently about this whole thing? 

“I don’t think it was a mistake, she completes us, we all love her and she loves us, we’re family now. Everyone has baggage and some of us are more open to sharing it with each other, Jisung cares a lot, and so he took on too much of her anxiety and past on himself, he’s an empath, we all should have been more careful but none of us regret saying yes to adopting her, this isn’t your fault, it’s no one’s fault,” 

Minho put his hand on Chan’s shoulder, trying to reassure him that everything would be okay. “Thank you, Minho,” Minho smiled, “Let’s go wake everyone up so that everyone’s awake when Seungmin gets back,” 

Minho went into Jisung’s room to wake Jisung, Changbin, and Felix up, while Chan went to the living room to wake (Y/n), Hyunjin, and I.N up. “Hey, guys, time to wake up,” Chan said as he sat down beside them on the couch, Hyunjin was the first to wake up, followed closely by Jeongin, and finally, (Y/n) after some gentle shakes to wake her up from her deep slumber. “Hmm, what’s going on?” (Y/n) mumbled lowly, her voice husky from sleep, “It’s time to wake up, we can’t sleep through the entire day,” Chan said, assuring smile on his face as (Y/n)’s eyes searched for any anger or emotions alike it in his eyes. 

Meanwhile, Minho went into Jisung’s room, finding Changbin already rubbing his eyes as he looked up at Minho tiredly from the floor. “Hey, how are you?” Minho asked as he went over to Felix, to wake him up. “Tired and my neck hurts a little, I fell asleep with my neck bent awkwardly,” Changbin answered as he stretched his neck from left to right to try and straighten it out. “That’s why we don’t sleep on the floor,” Minho said teasingly. “Felix, Lixie, wake up,” When saying his name didn’t work, Minho began lightly tickling Felix who jumped awake at the feeling, swatting at Minho’s hands. 

“Sorry, but nap time is over,” Minho said as he walked over to Jisung, who was still sleeping soundly. Minho was relieved to see that Jisung seemed to have calmed down, anxiety is no joke, it can be detrimental, so he was happy that they all had each other, they weren’t alone and they would never be alone again. The same was true for (Y/n), she had been alone for most of her life but now that she had them, she would never live in the shadows again. 

“Ji, time to wake up,” Minho sat down on the edge of the bed beside Jisung, after no luck with trying to wake him up by just saying his name, Minho opted for gently (and then not so gently) shaking Jisung until he woke up. “Uh? What?” Jisung woke up with a jolt after Minho shook him, “Sorry, Ji, but you needed to wake up, Seungmin’s gonna be back with cookies soon,” Jisung instantly perked up at the mention of cookies. “Oh, cookies, that sounds nice, how’s (Y/n)?” Minho smiled at Jisung’s concern for the hybrid. “She’s fine, just tired, like you, we’ve all been tired lately from working so hard, so we deserved a day off,” 

Jisung smiled, relief washed over his face, “That’s good, then,” “Now come on, let’s go join the others in the living room,” Minho got off the bed and waited for Jisung to follow, which he quickly did, Jisung stretched his back and his arms a little before the two walked to the living room just in time for the front door to open, and Seungmin came back home. 

Minho went to help Seungmin bring the bags to the kitchen, while Jisung walked into the living room, happy to find (Y/n) sitting there smiling as she talked with Jeongin and Hyunjin. “Hey Ji, how are you feeling?” Chan asked as soon as he saw Han standing in the doorway to the living room. Jisung walked over and sat down beside Chan, “Better, I’m still tired and a bit hungry I think, but otherwise, I’m good now, I’m sorry that I caused some inconvenience,” “Hey, Han, don’t even apologize for your mental health, I much rather make sure we have a day off at home to handle everything and make sure everyone’s okay, even if that can be inconvenient than us going to the company and having no time to take care of ourselves,” Chan put one of his hands on Jisung’s cheek, to show his sincerity. 

(Y/n) looked over from her spot on the couch, relief and happiness filling her as she saw that Jisung looked okay, she tried to see with her other senses if he truly was okay, her hearing heard his heart beating soundly in a calm and normal matter, her nose told her he was still a bit tired and stressed but way less than earlier in the day. The bunny took in a big breath, happy to see that her family was safe and sound. She stood up and walked over to Jisung and Chan, sitting down on the other side of Jisung, without a word, she embraced Jisung in a tight hug, her muscles once again relaxing as she inhaled his sweet and warm scent, the familiar scent of home. 

“Hey, bunny, I’m sorry if I scared you earlier.” “I’m just happy that you’re okay.” (Y/n) stayed there, embracing Jisung for a few minutes before Sengmin and Minho came into the living room with tea, cookies, and a few sandwiches. It wasn’t until then that (Y/n) let go because finally, everyone was there, everyone was okay. 

The rest of the evening, the group stayed close together, cuddling, watching movies and just enjoying one another’s company. Before they knew it, it was time for bed. Because tomorrow they need to go back to the company, and they need all the rest they can get. 

That night, (Y/n) would sleep in Hyunjin’s room, she was excited about it because she had spent some time in there with him previously when they were painting. She wished she could paint some more with him, not tonight but hopefully soon. Even though they had taken a long nap during the day, (Y/n) was exhausted now so she was sure she would fall asleep quickly. Once dressed in her pajamas, she walked over to Hyunjin’s room, it was empty because he was still getting ready for bed. (Y/n) walked around and looked at the paintings he had out in the room, the bunny was in awe at all the art, she knew he was talented but she was still surprised. 

After looking around for a little, she laid down on her bed, getting cozy in the sheets, she had to fight the sleep away so that she could stay awake and say good night to Hyunjin. Hyunjin finally walked into his room, ready to sleep, he found (Y/n) blinking rapidly, trying so hard to stay awake, he walked over and gently scratched behind one of her ears, he placed a kiss on her forehead. “Good night, Bunny, sweet dreams,” “Night, Jinnie,” The words were mumbled but Hyunjin understood what she meant, and only seconds later, small snores could be heard from the bunny as she fell into a peaceful slumber. 

The next morning, the alarms rang early, causing all residents of the SKZ dorm to groan as they reluctantly woke up. “Morning, (Y/n), did you sleep well?” (Y/n) sat up in her bed and rubbed her eyes as she yawned. “Mm, I did, what about you?” Hyunjin too sat up, throwing his legs over the edge of the bed. “I slept very well,” (Y/n) smiled at the response as she once again yawned and tried to find some energy to get through the day. Hyunjin thought she was so cute at that moment, he just wanted to wrap her up and put her in his pocket. 

“Come on, let’s get ready, did you shower last night or do you want to shower now?” “I’ll shower now because I was too tired last night,” “Okay, great, go get some clothes for the day and jump in the shower, I’ll pack some things for today, we have 1 and a half hours until the driver is here, so take your time,” Hyunjin took out a bag and walked out of the room while (Y/n) got up and walked over to Jeongin’s room to get some clothes and once she had a pile in her hands she went to one of the bathrooms and took a shower. 

It wasn’t until the water was running through her hair and down her body that she realized, just how comfortable she was now. She used to be terrified of water, but not once since Minho found her, has she feared it, that’s how comfortable she is around the boys. The baths she has taken, the showers, have all been calming and nice, it has been nothing to fear. The realization made her smile, these boys are her home and they had helped her so much already in their short time together, she never wanted to leave them, she wanted to get closer to them. 

She finished her shower, got dressed, and headed out to meet the others. Most of them were dressed and ready to go, once again they would eat breakfast at the company, (Y/n) thought about the first time they ate the company and how crowded it could be but also how nice it was to meet people who treated her fairly, like an equal. 

“Okay, everyone we still about 30 minutes until the car is here, so anyone not ready should hurry up. Anyone hungry? Make a smoothie or a sandwhich because we won’t be eating breakfast for a few hours,” Chan listed of his morning speech, and at the mention of a smoothie, (Y/n) couldn’t help but want one. They are just too delicious. 

“Here, (Y/n),” Changbin put a smoothie down in front of her, she was shocked, she hadn’t asked for one. “Why?” “I figured you’d want one, if you don’t just give it to someone else,” “No, I really do want it, I just didn’t think you would have prepared one already, thank you, Binnie,” Changbin smiled and put his hand on her head, “Of course, anything for you bunny,” 

(Y/n) didn’t wait a second longer until she began sipping on her smoothie, it was just as good as the others she had tasted. Sometimes she wondered if this was all a dream, or maybe something like heaven, just a few months ago she couldn’t imagine life could be this good, but now, here she was. 

Chan looked over at (Y/n), she sensed his stare immediately and met his gaze, he looked nervous. “Could I talk with you, alone?” (Y/n), became a bit worried, what could this be about? But she nodded and took her smoothie with her to leave the kitchen and talk with the leader. 

Chan sat down on the couch and (Y/n) sat down beside him, still worried about what this talk could be about. “It’s nothing serious, sorry if I made it seem that way, it’s just a little awkward for me to talk about so I didn’t know how to bring it up, the vet mentioned earlier that as you begin to become more healthy, your heats could be triggered, and he messaged me yesterday about having a check in to see how everything seems, and to ask if you want to take surpressants or have your heats come naturally,” Chan’s entire face became red as he continued speaking, (Y/n) was surprised at how cute he looked, he tried to be supportive even though he was embarrassed. 

Not to say that (Y/n) wasn’t embarrassed as well, because she was, a lot. But she was relieved, her anxious mind instantly went to thoughts of being kicked out after the previous days events, but she argued with herself, she should know better, these boys aren’t like the other humans she has met. 

“Oh, um, well, I don’t really know, a lot of other hybrids took surpressants at my previous, um, place-” Chan reached out and held on her trembling hands, to show that he was there, she was safe. “- I won’t call it home, because it wasn’t one, but they seemed to like taking them, but I don’t know anything about heats or surpressants so maybe it’s best if the vet has an opinion on this,” Chan smiled, to reassure her that they wouldn’t do anything that she wasn’t comfortable with. “Yeah, that’s probably the smartest move here, I’ll talk with the vet sometime today and book an appointment, this time we have to go the office though, he can’t do the check ups here,” 

Even though, (Y/n) was a bit scared of going to a vet’s office, it was new and scary, she felt safe because she wouldn’t be going alone, she would have at least one of the boys with her. The past is in the past, she was living a different life now, she had met this vet before and he seemed nice, so it would be fine. “That’s okay, as long as someone comes with me,” Chan smiled, he noticed how her small bunny tail was twitching, he knew she was anxious but he was proud to see that she tried her best to be brave about it. “Of course, anyone in particular you want to come with?” 

(Y/n) took a second to think about it as she took a sip of her, almost empty, smoothie, “You, I want you to be there with me,” Chan felt happiness surge through his body, he knew he was a safe space for the bunny but he had thought she would have asked for Minho, Felix or Jeongin, he didn’t expect her to ask for him. “Then I’ll come with you, now, let’s go down, the car should be here any minute,” 

“Chan,” “Yes?” “Thank you,” “For what?” “Everything,” Chan almost teared up as his eyes once again met the hybrid’s, they were shining with life and happiness, such a stark contrast from how dull they had been when Minho had found her, how scared she used to be to just speak around them, and now, here she was, speaking freely and smiling. “No need to thank us, darling,” (Y/n) blushed at the nickname, yet she yearned to hear it again. 

~ Time Skip ~ 

It was lunch time for Stray Kids, (Y/n) had been sitting in the dance studio, watching the group dance from morning until now, she was glad she drank that smoothie in the morning because they had all been so focused on perfecting the last parts of the dance that they forgot to eat breakfast, but finally it was time for lunch. 

“Ahh, I’m so hungry, I want to eat like a horse or something,” Han exclaimed loudly as the group was walking toward the cafeteria. “Anything in particular that you want to eat today, (Y/n)?” Seungmin asked as he walked beside the bunny at the back of the group. “I don’t know, maybe a soup or stew, it sounds good because it’s cold outside,” “Oh, yeah, a nice stew does sound really nice, they should have something like that,” “Do you think it will be full like last time?” “Probably, it’s unfortunate that they don’t switch the lunch times for everyone around so that not everyone had lunch at the same time,” “Yeah, but it was kind of nice sitting with just you, last time” Seungmin smiled, feeling warm inside from the bunny’s cute confession. “I’m glad to hear that,” 

Chan’s phone suddenly rang and so he stayed behind to take the call while the other eight went to the cafeteria. As usual it was packed with people. (Y/n) found two people that were familiar to her just in front of them in the line to order food. It was two of the girls from Itzy, though she wasn’t too sure which ones they were. As the girls heard the familiar voices behind them, they turned around to say hello. 

“Hi, guys, hey (Y/n),” “Hey, girls, how are you?” Felix asked, they continued their conversation with each other as the line slowly moved forward. (Y/n) tried to remember the names of these two girls but she drew a blank and she didn’t want to seem rude and ask them. “Lia, Chaeryong, nice to see you two, it’s been a while,” Suddenly Chan came up behind her and said the girls’ names, (Y/n) felt her anxiety wash away. “We’re good, how are you (Y/n)? Are the boys taking care of you?” “I’m good, and yeah, they are,” “That’s good to hear, if they start slacking, you just come to us and we’ll take care of it,” Chaeryong said jokingly, (Y/n) smiled at the joke, and seeing how well they got along with the SKZ members, though she knew, that she would never have to ask for help because she knew that SKZ would take good care of her for the rest of her life. 

Just then, it was time to order food for the Itzy girls so the conversation died down. “So (Y/n), I just talked with the vet and we have a time booked for tomorrow, at 2 pm, I have taken a few hours off around it so that we can go,” “Okay, I hope it isn’t to much of a burden for you to take time off for this,” “No, not at all, right now we’re mostly doing the finishing touches for the dance, and we’re scheduling which variety shows to attend, and things like that can be dealt with by Changbin for a day or two,” “Your, um, comeback? is quite soon, right?” “Yeah, it’s just 2 weeks away, and once it starts our schedules are going to look quite different from now, we’ll be travelling around more, you can of course come with us but if it seems like too much for now, you can stay at home or maybe be with the Itzy girls, if you’re comfortable with it,” 

“It sounds like a lot, but I want to try being with you guys, but I also want you to be honest with me if my presence becomes a burden or a distraction, I know you love me and you’re not saying it to be mean, but I don’t want to be the reason you guys can’t work,” Chan reached out and petted the hybrid’s head, “I promise, if it ever becomes a problem, we’ll talk about it,” “Good,” That was the end of the conversation, they ordered their food and went to sit down at a table, fortunately they managed to get one that fit their entire group this time. 

The rest of the day went by quickly, and before anyone knew it, the group was home and ready to head to bed. Now it was time for the sweet bunny to sleep in Jisung’s room, she was excited because she had barely been in his room, since she moved in. “Hey,” Jisung said with a yawn as (Y/n) came into his room, they were both exhausted after the day. “Hi,” (Y/n) answered with a shy wave, feeling a bit awkward for some reason. She noticed a few plushies in the room, but they all seemed to have been recently moved from the bed, as they didn’t seem to belong on the floor, half in a bookshelf, or on the desk by his computer. 

“Um, so, I heard that you cuddled with Changbin, the night you slept in his room, and well, I was wondering if you might want to do it with me as well? Only if you’re comfortable with it of course,” He looked shy and nervous, maybe even anxious if the bunny focused on his scent. While it did seem a bit scary, she was also intrigued and quickly agreed with the rapper’s proposition. “Yeah, I’d like that,” 

(Y/n) went over to her bed and picked up the pillow from it and brought it over to Jisung’s bed, she laid it down beside his own pillow, and then she got into the bed. It felt a bit weird but she was excited to cuddle again, she has come to love being close to the boys. The two laid there, facing each other in silence for a few minutes, just looking around and into one another’s eyes. Blushing. Like two high school kids having their first sleep over with their first love. 

“I’m really happy that you live with us now, I know it hasn’t been that long, but I really do love you, we all do,” Jisung shyly reached out and caressed (Y/n)’s cheek as he gazed into her eyes. “I love you too,” The bunny reached out and mirrored Jisung’s action, caressing his cheek too. They stayed like this for a minute, before their eyes met once again, and they both leaned in, slowly, milimiter by milimeter until finally. Their lips met. In a short and shy kiss, their lips pressed against each other, their eyes fell shut as they basked in the presence and feeling of each other. 

As their lips parted from the short kiss, their cheeks were painted as red as a rose. They looked away from one another, their eyes instead falling on the other’s lips, (Y/n) took a deep breath, searching with all her senses for an answer as to what this meant, while she recieved no such thing, she slowly fell into a deep slumber, surrounded by the scent of Jisung, the warmth of his arm around her, the sound of his breathing and his heart beats, and the feeling deep inside of her, that she yearned for more, to be closer, to all of them. 

And so the two fell into a deep and calm slumber, no nightmares of anxiety in sight, nothing but sweet dreams of their future together. 

~ To be continued ~ 

And that ends chapter 12! What did you guys think? Finally a chapter with little to no angst, did you enjoy it? Or do you miss the angst? 

In the next chapter, (Y/n) and Chan will go to the vet, what will they find there? What will happen with the bunny’s heat? And what will happen once the boys finally have their comeback? 

Thank you to everyone who reads this! I appreciate you all, have a good day/night! 

[allnightstay]

A Birthday Full of Laughter 🎂

Summary: Lee Know held I.N. for birthday punches but apparently something else happened instead 🤭

Lee: Jeongin

Ler: Stray Kids minus Jeongin

⚠️ this is a tickle fic based off of what Innie said during his live birthday celebration, if you're not into that, please keep scrolling

Jeongin should have known something was up the moment Lee Know grabbed him from behind.

"Alright, guys! Time for birthday hits!" Lee Know announced with a smirk, locking his arms firmly around the youngest member’s torso. Jeongin yelped, instinctively struggling as the rest of Stray Kids gathered around him.

"Wait, wait, wait—let’s talk about this!" he laughed nervously, twisting in Lee Know’s grasp.

"Why? It’s tradition," Han teased, cracking his knuckles dramatically.

Felix grinned. "Sorry, Innie. We don’t make the rules."

But there was something about the way they were all smirking at each other that made Jeongin suspicious. His heart pounded in anticipation, not knowing when or where the first hit would come.

Then, instead of a sharp slap to his back or arms, he felt something light brush against his ribs.

"W-Wait—!" His voice cracked as he flinched, eyes widening in shock.

It happened again, but this time, more than one hand. Someone was scribbling along his sides, another set of fingers wiggling under his arms.

"NOHO! Ahahaaha! No, no, nooo!" Jeongin shrieked, his body jerking as the realization hit him. They weren’t going to hit him at all. They were tickling him!

Lee Know kept a firm hold on him, grinning. "Oh? What’s wrong, Innie? We’re just giving you your birthday ‘hits’!"

"B-But—ahahahaa *gasp* this isn’t—!" Jeongin dissolved into breathless giggles as Chan’s fingers found the spot just under his ribs, skillfully kneading into the sensitive area. He twisted, but Lee Know wasn’t letting him go anytime soon.

"Hyung! St-Staha—AH! HYUNJIN, NOHOHO!" His plea turned into a screech when Hyunjin decided to wiggle his fingers against Jeongin’s tummy, poking and scratching in random patterns.

"This is way more fun than hitting you," Hyunjin said, laughing as Jeongin kicked his legs out wildly.

Seungmin, of course, was ruthless. He went straight for Jeongin’s worst spot—his knees. "You always react the most here," Seungmin mused, squeezing gently before rapidly skittering his fingers over the exposed skin.

"SE-SEUNGMIN! STAHA—NOT THEHEHERE!" Jeongin howled, thrashing in Lee Know’s arms. His giggles turned to outright cackles as his bandmates fully ganged up on him.

Felix, ever the soft-hearted one, just gently fluttered his fingers over Jeongin’s neck and ears, grinning at how much the younger squirmed from even the lightest touch.

"Are you having fun, birthday boy?" Changbin teased, drilling into Jeongin’s sides.

"NOHO! IHIHIT’S TOO MUHUCH!" Jeongin wailed, face red from laughter, his body weak from the relentless tickling.

"You have to take twenty four tickles for your age," Han joked, tapping his fingers against Jeongin’s ribs like a piano. "One, two, three—"

"AHH! NOHO, STOP COUNTING!" Jeongin bucked wildly, tears pricking his eyes from how hard he was laughing. His stomach ached, his cheeks hurt, and yet they showed no signs of mercy.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Lee Know released his grip, letting Jeongin collapse onto the couch in a breathless, giggling heap.

"Th-That was evil," he panted, weakly swatting at whoever was closest.

"It was fun, though!" Felix beamed, patting Jeongin’s head. "You laughed so much!"

"Yeah," Hyunjin smirked. "And it’s better than bruises, right?"

Jeongin groaned dramatically. "I don’t know... I might have preferred the hits."

That was a lie.

And everyone knew it.

[epwritten]

Case 143 ~b.c

"Why do I keep getting attracted?"

Description: Chan helps you clean up the living room table and you're suddenly thinking about him more than you need to.

Word Count: 1K.

Author's note: SAURR...I DONT KNOW WHY BUT EVER SINCE THAT DANG LIVE LAST NIGHT SEEING CHAN CLEANING UP AT THE END WHEN HAN AND CHANGBIN LEFT THE HOTEL ROOM, IT LIKE...DID THINGS TO ME?!?!? I don't know, even when watching Chan's recent silent vlog where you have him just being domestic and like full on husband material, it was so attractive for no reason and I just kept thinking about it so this is the product of my thoughts because...yeah.

Additional info: Very short drabble, I just typed it all on my phone and there hasn't been a thorough proof read so sorry for the typos! Skz x you friendship only!! college!skz.

Thank you so much in advance for reading! Enjoy <3

"Oh shoot!" Han's eyes suddenly widened as he looked at his phone. "Our class is in three minutes and we have the exam, we gotta go!"

They got up immediately, one by one, almost crashing chairs and each other. Choruses of worry filled the room. You couldn't help but laugh, seeing them all, like animated characters trying to run for their lives.

"We keep saying we need a timer on display when you guys come over and it never happens." You said, watching as the rest of the guys tried to gather everything.

Here was the deal. You didn't really remember when it started, but your dorm basically became a haven for your eight friends- Chan, Minho, Changbin, Hyunjin, Han, Felix, and I.N. You haven't been friends with them long, but you all signed up for a campus study group together. Soon it didn't just become studying, but you liked the clan. The feeling wasn't unfamiliar, because you had 5 older brothers back at home, so something like this- rowdiness and a room full of men, it never intimidated you.

You all soon found fun things to do when it wasn't school inspired. They argued that you had the best dorm out of the eight, and so whenever there would be movie or game nights, they would all come over to yours. Soon it became the hub of hanging out. It was routine, days like today where a sunny afternoon playing UNO would result in each of the guys scattering around trying to hustle for their next class and exam. It was a Friday. You didn't have any classes today, but the guys would make a tradition to stop by your dorm for lunch and then make their way to their afternoon class.

Time was never on your side, however, because it always ended up like this.

"Where's my bag? Has anyone seen my bag?"

"I need to grab my shoes!"

"Ai yai yai I'm going to forget my coffee!"

"We're going to be late again!"

You stood up seeing the catastrophe and smiled, folding your arms. Playing cards always got you all carried away, and you did feel bad.

"Sorry, guys."

Seungmin passed by you, playfully shoving you with much force that you practically catapulted across the room.

"Install a timer the next time we're here, dummy." He shot, which of course was his nature to be like this.

You rubbed your arm. The man had a throwing aim. "That hurt!" You commented, though Seungmin paid no attention. Minho, who saw the exchanged only laughed at you.

You followed the rest of the guys who were by your door, huddled by the entrance to grab their shoes.

"Bye guys!" You called out with a wave as you watched them, pretending not to catch Han tripping over his two feet (he totally did).

Felix, who was standing nearest to you suddenly turned and outstretched his arms and you knew a hug was coming. He was the type that never left nor greeted somebody without a hug.

"Send me the receipt for the Uber eats, I'll pay you back what you covered today." He said, wrapping his arms around you in a hug. You shook your head and departed.

"Nah, don't worry about it. It was my treat for the last time."

Felix gave a tight smile as he turned to get his shoes. "I thought you'd say that. Good thing I stole your phone while you went to the bathroom and sent it to myself." He gave a cheeky smile and waved his phone in the air, doing that clicking teeth habit he always did.

Your jaw dropped as everyone cheered and then you glared at him.

"Yessirrr!" Felix said with a smile.

"Lee Felix..." You sighed, not even having the right words to say anything else.

"Oh my gosh, Changbin, just leave the pizza!" Hyunjin suddenly shouted as he looked over his shoulder, giving an exasperated sigh.

"I can finish it, just..." You watched as Changbin was still by the living room, ripping off his crust.

"Yo! CB!" You called. Changbin looked up at you mid-bite.

"Take the box." You told him.

Changbin looked at you with a smile. "Really?"

"You heard her, take the box and stop wasting our time." I.N suddenly said as he reached the door. He sighed. "We're already late enough as it is."

You giggled seeing Changbin scurry down the hall making his way to the entrance as he had the pizza box in his hand.

"Ayo, who's giving me a ride again?" Han asked as he opened the door.

"You're with me and Seungmin I think." Minho said, following after him. He turned back and looked at you once, giving a small wave before they left your dorm, stepping outside.

"Felix, you can ride with us." Hyunjin suddenly volunteered. "It's me, Changbin, and Innie."

"Ah, thank you." Felix said, walking in tiny as he followed the taller member out the door. He gave one more smile to you and then headed out.

"Okay..." You heard Chan's voice from behind you. You smiled at him and he gave you a soft smile as he put on his shoes. He looked at you.

"Thank you so much for hosting us. I know they can be...intense." Chan said. You truly smiled. No matter how many times you all hung out, he as the eldest couldn't help but thank you. But honestly, it was never a chore for you. You loved those guys.

"Of course. You guys are always welcome." You said.

Chan walked to the door and gave you a final smile before he waved goodbye and left your dorm. When you have enough waves and said all the goodbyes to each one, you finally closed the door behind you and let out a breath.

You took a few steps down the hallway back to your living room, looking around at where to start. The thing was, usually if the guys were at your place, if there was food or anything of the sort involved, they would help clean up. But a day like today when the majority of them had exams and needed to rush, you were to take charge of it. It wasn't like you couldn't. Granted, you were a neat freak. But...you could admit that it was just nine of you who were here, and that does take a long time to clean up.

You started towards the table, first staring, deciding where you'd start next, when the door opened and you turned to realize that A) you didn't lock the door, and B) it was one of the guys but who? And what did he want?

You saw Chan step back inside your dorm and he flashed a small smile. "I'm sorry, I left my keys on the chair, I think." He said, starting to make his way over to where you were.

You looked over at the chair he was sitting at in the far corner and saw that he indeed left his keys. You laughed as Chan went to pick them up. When he got them, he turned, his attention now on the table.

"Wow...that's so much garbage." He commented.

You nodded, and then shrugged. "It's bearable. Just some pizza, leftover fries...ramen..." Your voice trailed. Who were you kidding? The table looked like an abandoned Last Supper.

Chan placed his keys in his pocket and then looked at you. "Do you mind if I gave you a hand?"

You blinked at him. "No, don't you have...an exam right now?"

"Ehhh, it's alright." Chan said. "I know the material. It's fine if I'm a little late." He said.

You shook your head. "Chan, no. I couldn't let you."

Chan just gave a soft smile, as he started leaning forward, stacking some paper plates. "It's alright, seriously."

"You don't have to."

"I want to." He chuckled. "Seriously, it's okay, I'm a weirdo that likes this kind of stuff. Organization, you know?"

You stared at him for a few seconds before following, going to work yourself to retrieve a garbage that Chan could put all the extra plates in.

The two of you worked together, placing all the fries on the same plate, sweeping down crumbs off the table, tossing empty soda cans in the recycle bin. It was pretty silent, there was the occasional question from Chan to where things would go, but other than that you both cleaned for the next ten minutes, placing things in order.

As you cleaned, your eyes couldn't help but wander to Chan. Not too much, not obvious, but...subtle glances here and there. You knew that Chan was the oldest of the guys. You knew he sort of had a more father attitude towards them. He treated them with love and care. You also knew that he liked housekeeping things that most people would seem weird, like laundry, or tidying or organizing. He would do it to his heart's content.

He was so attentive, so immensely soft that your heart couldn't help but beat randomly, and a sudden flash of a domestic life with him randomly entered your brain before you physically shook your head.

What in the world?

You could have eyes to see that Chan was outwardly attractive, of course. The man worked out, he managed to grow his hair a little bit in a fine almost mullet-like style, he didn't laugh often but when he did it was colorful. You saw all those things.

But then there was this...he was in your dorm, when all the other guys were long gone at this point, and he was helping you tidy up after them. It was husband material.

I'm sorry, did you just say husband?!?!?

"That looks like the last of it." Chan's voice suddenly broke out, causing you to snap out of it. You looked at the table in front of you and saw spotless order.

"Wow. Chan, thank you so much. Seriously. You didn't have to."

Chan smiled. "I wanted to." He repeated.

He did have to go, so he made his way to the front door, saying bye to you and you stepped outside, watching him walk to his car. You felt...different. Weird. Heavily attracted. And for what? All because he helped clean up?

When Chan was completely out of sight you groaned out loud. Your eyes were closed and you rubbed your forehead, trying not to think back to what just happened, but you definitely were.

This was ridiculous. You couldn't suddenly be thinking about Chan, someone you've known for a while, just because he started cleaning your living room table?

The bar was very low, but apparently the standard was pretty high.

You sighed, going back to the couch to sit down. Overplays of soft moments and pretty features filled your mind and you shook your head, though that didn't help anything. You sighed.

You're attracted to Chan because he helped clean up. Most people liked him because of his body, he was everyone's gym crush. But here you were attracted to his organizational ways and domestic material.

In what universe does that happen?!?!?

[pixie-felix]

So...poly now ey??

Ngl, I need more about how han's dick almost got destroyed 🤧 I prolly feel like he was into it tho?? Like "just to make you feel good bby"

We need to see what happens when Chan gets back to the dorm thoooo, mating press definitely looks like his style tho too

gasp! reverse cowgirl boys - lino and maybe i.n??? They def wanna see it jiggle 😔 ooh! Changbin finna put you in the air and do it (he's got the muscle dw) hyunjin def needs to see your pretty face when he's fucking you in front of the mirror...

Ps. I think it's nice of you to do drabbles when the ideas come rather than stressing over full length fics. Anything goes!

- 🥞

For anyone reading this who is not 🥞anon, we're talking about this drabble.

Thank you for such a lovely message, 🥞 anon 🥰 sorry it's taken me over a month to reply. So, I thought I should try and write a good one at least...

Much like how I am OT8 (shut up Chan), I am a firm advocate of poly!skz. Especially when I'm ovulating.

I think Channie may have actually trademarked the mating press 💁‍♀️ as soon as I'd written that for Seungmin, my brain immediately went: but that's Chan's position.

And then I left it in anyway, because I figured that's exactly the sort of shit Seungmin would pull- using Chan's favourite move when the old man has to go on the condom run. He's such a little shit, I love him.

I think he was also proving a point of some kind- he's usually a lot more private when it comes to sex -even when you're ovulating and feral for it- so why he decided to take you in Chan's favourite position, right in front of his salad, is an unexplained mystery. I bet the reason is petty though.

As for what happened to that time y/n nearly broke Hannie's dick... Let's just say there was some very enthusiastic bouncing happening. Y/n did offer to kiss it better, but somehow Han ended up being the one on his knees. His dick might be bruised, but his tongue still works just fine.

Oh, and you're right- Han was into it. A little pain is good for you. If you haven't read mine-and-lollipop anon's ballbusting Han posts, they can be found here and here. Excellent reading.

Minho does not spend all that time butthunting not to look at your ass while he's fucking you. So yeah, reverse cowgirl is a favourite for sure. I don't think he's into doggy so much as he's a cat, not a dog, and also it can be quite hard on the knees. He needs those for dancing, and there are other positions he can dick you down in.

I.N definitely enjoys all versions of cowgirl- ass, tits, tummy- as long as he can see something bouncing he's a happy boy. I like to think about the times he goes feral and territorial though, when he's sick of being teased by the hyungs and decides to channel that frustration into fucking you dumb. Oh, and marking you up so that all the others have to look at his marks on your skin when they're touching you.

Changbin is such a soft boy. I read somewhere that he got so buff because he's allergic to a lot of things, and scared of more things like that, so he made himself big and strong because of that. Thank fuck for those allergies, because yeah, those muscles definitely come in handy in the bedroom. And the shower. And the living room. And everywhere else.

Hyunjin was made for mirror sex. In any position. As long as he can see your face, how he's making you feel, he's a happy boy. Definitely the type to have a mirror on the ceiling as well. I think he's really into missionary too- the intimacy of all that body contact, the eye contact. The way he can kiss you and hold your hands? Yeah. Mirrors and missionary. #justhyunjinthings

And Felix? Felix is the one who cockwarms you while you sleep. I guess you're technically cockwarming him, but meh whatever you understand what I mean. Ovulation sex with Felix is practically aftercare in itself. He's the one gently fucking you when you're too sore to take a proper pounding but still needy and desperate, the one who fucks you to sleep when you can't bear to be empty.

[hyunjilicious]

[perv!bang chan x f!reader] and also [lee felix x reader but established relationship]

Summary: the 'there was only one bed trope' but with a twist, because there were more beds available, you were already in a perfect relationship with Felix, and neither of you knew just how head over heels for you Chan was (SMUT) 3k

Warning: obsessed!Chan, like crazy after you why-is-she-so-perfect!Chan, unprotected sex, fucking while someone's supposed to be sleeping in the same bed?? (😭), Chan's a bit of a perv so mentions of creampies, masturbation (m.), cum play, oral (m. receiving), hints of degradation etc. also unedited 🤧 18+ PLS

"I think I'm gonna go to sleep" you mumbled, jolting awake after the sound of an explosion ripped through the room. You rubbed your cheek against Felix's shoulder as a little goodbye, and prepared to stand up. 

"No, no, wait!" he called for you, hands still on the controller and eyes still on the enemies on the screen. "I'm coming with you, gimme a sec"

"Hey" Jeongin nudged Felix in the side, him too partially absorbed by the game as he spoke, "We just started this campaign, you're not going to sleep unless you find someone to take your place"

"Yeah, but-"

"Lixie, it's fine" you cooed, pecking the top of his head, "Play all night if you want, don't worry"

"Are you sure?" he asked, turning to face you only for Jeongin to snap.

"Dude!" he cried, doing his best to cover his lovesick friend, "Pay attention, we'll get surrounded"

"Shit, sorry" Felix resumed playing only for his friend to chuckle.

"It's ok"

"I'm gonna go now, ok?" you giggled and advanced towards the door. "Make sure to win!"

Despite turning his head to face you, Felix's eyes remained on the screen. "Good night, angel. I love you"

"Good night, Y/n!"

"Good night, guys. And good luck!"

After leaving their room, you stopped by the kitchen for a little snack, washed your face, changed into your pajamas and then joined Chan in bed. 

This wasn't the first time you, Felix and Chan all shared a room, but it was the first time it happened because neither of you bothered to think of the sleeping arrangements before renting the cabin.

With 4 double beds and 9 people in the group, Chan decided to take one for the team and be the one to sleep on the couch. And he would've done just that, had the living room not been the main hangout spot day and night - so that was why he was there tonight, in your bed, almost drifting off, because you and Felix were the most adamant about having him a decent place to sleep. 

"Hey, Y/n" Chan greeted you, only his eyes peeking from under the fluffy duvet. "Where's Felix?"

"Playing"

"Still?" he gasped, "It's almost 3"

Laughing, you got in bed under the covers, "I know, I'm surprised too. You're in bed before him and I.n. Never thought I'd live to see this"

"Maybe it's my turn to be an early bird, who knows?" he said softly, eyes drifting closed as the words left his mouth. The light was swiftly turned off, and silence settled. 

Truth be told, you were extremely tired and Chan sleeping so close to you wasn't a source of discomfort, yet somehow, your brain refused to settle into a peaceful sleep. You were used to sleeping without Felix due to your schedules, what you weren't used to however was sleeping without him when he was in the same building as you. But, with no plans for the next day, you settled for slipping in and out of consciousness, slightly amused by Chan's little snores as you waited for Felix to come to bed. 

At one point, during one of those little time frames where you managed to fall asleep, you were jostled awake by the feeling of the mattress dipping on either side of your hips. 

"Felix?" you mumbled, trying to turn around but the weight on your back kept you pinned into place. "Felix, what are you doing?" this time you giggled, knowing very well that no one else would be shamelessly kissing your neck like that.

"Quiet, love" he shushed you and moved on to attack the other side of your neck, "Mm, so sweet"

"Felix, what are you doing!?" you whispered - or moaned, smiling as you tried to pry him off of you. 

"Shh, you'll wake Chan" 

You were about to ask something, say something - mumble whatever, but then you felt it, "Felix-" you cupped his cheek, "That's your phone, right?"

"My phone's here, flower" he grinned and waved it around in his hand that was resting by your pillow. 

"What did you and Jeongin do?" you laughed, the feeling of his rock hard cock against your ass helping you awaken fully. You were ready to get out of bed, head to the bathroom, hop in the shower maybe, relieve the stress somehow, but he had other ideas. 

"Doesn't matter, all I know is that I want you now"

But you didn't get a chance to even try to stand up because his hand found its way past the waistband of your pants, under your underwear and to your pussy in record time. 

"Felix!" you whispered exasperated, "Chan's right here! Are you insane!?"

"He's fast asleep, relax" 

"Felix! He can wake at any moment!"

"Be quiet if you don't want that to happen" he groaned, and tugged down your pants without even the tiniest bit of help from you. 

Unable to suppress your lust induced grin, you watched him over your shoulder as he worked himself out of his own sweatpants, his cock springing free, hard and throbbing against your naked ass. 

"Quiet, yeah?" he more so demanded, but then refused to help you whatsoever. He knew what he was doing, pushing your limits - of self control, fed on the fact that Chan might catch you - his cock aching at the thought. And the fact that you were visibly on the same length, pussy wet and warm against his fingers, your heart beating rapidly under him, only fueled him more. Maybe you wanted Chan to hear you. It drove him wild.

Initially, he was going to work you up a bit, get you right where he wanted you with a few simple but experienced flicks of his fingers, but you were already there, panting and waiting. So, without bothering to waste any more time, he guided himself to your entrance and rammed his cock inside you, balls deep from the first thrust. 

"Fuck!" the whine involuntarily broke past your lips, forcing you to press your face into the pillow. 

"Easy, baby, like that" Felix praised you, his tone deep and raspy against your ear, as he started rolling his hips into yours. 

Knowing you should keep quiet made everything worse. Every single sense was amplified, you could feel his breath - hear it, hot and goosebumps worthy. One of his arms around your body, the other one right beside your head - his hand, gathered into a fist, and his silver rings having the faint light from outside beautifully roll off them inches away from your lips. He smelled pretty - chocolate on his lips and the cologne he always wore. It was bad, you were done for, because the second your mind wandered off and you felt every single little vein on his throbbing cock rub against your walls, you bit into your lips and cried in order to suppress your moan. 

"Angel" Felix threatened, "You're too loud, you'll wake him up"

"Felix-" you barely said before he slapped his hand against your mouth, lowered himself completely on top of you and fully halted his movements.

Only when Felix stilled, did you hear Chan. Wide eyed and terrified, you both watched him roll onto his back to face the ceiling - mouth slightly open as he prepared to resume snoring. 

You wanted to say something, but Felix's hand covering your mouth wasn't budging. "Think you can shut up, love?" he asked. 

Had you two been alone, you'd have dared push it and swear you'd be quiet, but with Chan stirring in his sleep mere inches away from Felix's dick which was balls deep inside your cunt, you didn't really need the extra adrenaline. So you just squeezed your eyes shut and shook your head against his hand, your honesty making him chuckle. 

"That's ok, I got you"

His tone was reassuring, he knew how to talk to you to keep you calm, but he did it on purpose now. He had no reason to be this sweet only to then resume his thrusting with no warning whatsoever. 

You couldn't call his name, you couldn't moan, couldn't cry, all that was left for you to do was sink - and drown under the weight of his body on top of yours. His thrusts were slow but deep and rhythmic, enough to drive you crazy, but again, he knew you. 

"Can you cum for me like this?" he questioned again against your ear. 

He knew it wasn't always exactly the easiest for you to finish, and he knew exactly what to do and how to do it in order to get you there, but what he didn't know was just how much Chan's presence affected you. He was about to find out though, and you weren't exactly excited for the conversation.

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Oh, the dread. It was excruciating for him really, the anxiety making it all worse. What kind of a pervert just lays there listening - what kind of a man - oh, the whimpers. Fuck. 

Why did he think turning over to sleep on his back would be a better idea - less pressure on his throbbing cock, obviously, but his face was exposed and one long enough look from either you or Felix and his cover would have been blown. No one sweats that much in their sleep, no one breathes like that when they're supposed to be far away, deep inside the dreamland, unless it was a nightmare. But the more he thought about it, that was what this was, a long, painful and disgusting nightmare. 

He didn't know when it all stopped, when either of you finished. Chan wished he could've heard you, maybe also stolen a glance but it was too much, too risky, he knew he'd have never been able to look either of you in the eye if he had been caught. 

But once it was all done, once it was all over and you two had cleaned up and cuddled into each other to sleep, he finally felt free enough to turn around and face away from you. Now he could keep his eyes open and squint in pain as much as he needed, as just because his best friend was done fucking the love of his life, didn't mean his raging erection suddenly disappeared.

What he was waiting for was a snore, a loud noise which you'd both ignore, something, anything, to let him know you were both asleep and that he could get out of bed. 

While in reality it had been no more than 20 minutes since Felix entered the bedroom, to Chan it felt like it was already the last day of vacation, as if a whole week had been drained out of him by the time he finally reached the bathroom. 

He had never hopped in the shower as fast as he did now, not even waiting for the water to warm up. He just propped himself there, one hand against the marble wall and his head hanging low as he stood and cursed. 

He hoped the water would not only wash away the sweat off his body, but also the absolute obscenities that crossed his mind. The way he grabbed his cock was involuntary, making him hiss in pain from the amount of torture he had been put through.

It was him whimpering in the empty bathroom but he could only hear you, the way you breathed, moaned, and called his best friend's name. The water had barely warmed up enough to not sting his skin, but it was already steaming off of him. 

"Fuck-" Chan cursed, furiously pumping his cock in his hand. He did his best not to picture you there, kneeling in front of him, mouth wide open and ready to receive his cum. He tried so hard not to imagine what your cunt felt like, what it was like to grip your hair into his fist, what sounds you made when he hurt you just enough to make your pussy tighten around him. 

And because his mind was intoxicated and only god could judge him now, he couldn't help but wonder what your relationship with Felix was like - what talks you had and how much you had done together, because no random couple decides to fuck like this out of nowhere. How many times when you two had slipped away, was it actually so that he could fuck you? At the studio? When you offered to head downstairs and grab the food for everyone and Felix insisted he helped you? At Chan’s parties when you pretended to need a breath of fresh air? When you two would sleep over on his couch? Had he fucked you there? Chan’s cock twitched at the thought of you getting your cunt pounded in his bathroom, a hand clamped against your mouth so that he wouldn't find out what kind of a cock thirsty whore you were. 

"Damn it" he cried again, only needing a few more painful strokes to finish. Your name left his lips as cum shot out of his tip, wasting away down the drain. 

This was ridiculous, he felt pathetic. Usually when he got himself off alone, he was hit with a wave of lucidity right after. Not now, though. Now he was aching to go again. But it would've been useless, the shower didn't do anything, he wanted to cum inside you, on you, to see his cum on your fingers, on your lips, to hear you beg for it. He wanted to see you cry and choke on his cock, to see the little tears at the corners of your eyes as you preferred to keep his dick down your throat a bit more rather than breathe. He was fucked. 

But everyone was asleep, a ridiculously long shower wouldn't raise any suspicion - that was what he said to himself as he grabbed his cock again and went for another round. 

By the time Chan walked downstairs and into the kitchen, it was already morning. He busied himself around the cabin, made himself a little breakfast which he couldn't eat, and then buried his nose in his phone waiting for any of his friends to wake up. 

Seungmin was the first to join him, and not much time passed before the two of them decided to head out and get whatever other groceries would be needed for that day's lunch. The ride wasn't long and the local supermarket didn't offer the broadest variety of products, so the trip had been much shorter than Chan had hoped. 

When they returned to the cabin, almost everyone was already awake - the kitchen and the living space buzzing with life. It looked like just about any other morning, but some things that he was technically used to, bothered him now more than ever. 

Why the fuck weren't you wearing a bra? There were 8 men around you, why didn't you care they could all see your nipples? Why didn't Felix care?

"You two!" Changbin called as soon as he spotted his friends. "The food is getting cold, where have you been?"

"Shopping" Chan motioned to the bags. He placed them on whatever free counter space he found and started unpacking. "I already ate, thanks though"

"I haven't!" Minnie rubbed his hands together, "What do we have?"

Grateful for the positioning of the fridge, Chan kept his back at the rest of the room as he carefully placed the groceries inside the refrigerator. He looked normal, but he felt sick, and wanted to be out of there as soon as possible. As he did his thing, he carefully listened to your voice, breathing relieved as he could hear you talking about the fruits you just chopped. 

"Channie!" he neatly dropped the meat he was holding as you popped out of nowhere right beside him. How the fuck did he miss that? "Do you wanna try?"

Ah, you weren't wearing pants either. Sure, the shirt covered your ass, and sure, half the guys were topless, so it was probably fine for you to be walking around like that, but then why did his breathing get heavier. 

"What's-" he cleared his throat, "What's that?"

"Ice cream" you said. "I made it with Felix while you two were out. I wanna know what you guys think. We only made this little. We didn't wanna make a whole gallon of ice cream in case it was bad. So? Try it!"

"If you want us to tell you what we think about it, why won't you let us try it!?" Hyunjin yelled in frustration. 

"Eat your breakfast first, you child" you laughed and went to grab a spoon for Chan. "Here!"

"Ah, it's good. Damn, it's so good" his eyes widened progressively as the taste settled in. He went for another try, his smile widening as the ice cream melted on his tongue. 

"Really? It's good?" Felix beamed from across the kitchen, walking over as he dried his hands on a towel, "You like it?"

"Mhm! It's amazing! When are you making more?"

"We thought after lunch?" Felix nodded. "The guys said we should head to the pool this afternoon, so I think it'll be enough time for it to cool down until we get back"

"Do we really have to go swimming?" you cringed in disgust, your eyes begging Felix to reconsider.

"Yes!" he kissed your temple. He didn't even try to hide just how little he cared about your disinterest, which only deepened your frown. "I'm done with you not knowing how to swim. You promised me you'd learn. It could save your life one day"

You pouted. "What about Minho?"

"Hey!" the man in question yelled from the living room. "It may have taken me a whole week, but I can swim now. Doggy style, but I can do it!"

"Doggy style" Felix laughed to himself. "If Minho can do it, so can you, love"

"Well… when you put it like that…"

"Great" Felix beamed, and started walking away as he pointed at his friend. "Plus, Chan can teach you. He's much better than I am."

That snapped him out of his trance, god knows where his mind had wandered these past few moments. "I can do what?"

"Teach her doggy style" Felix chuckled.

"Teach me how to swim" you rolled your eyes, "Right?"

Fuck.

[changbinsboobs]

what is something u came to learn abt each skz member that really did surprise u or that u might not have thought abt if u were just observing them as a fan?

I def want to answer that again in the future when i have done more readings on them but for now its this:

1. how easy going I.N is. Tbh i though he's pretty stuck up and kind of a snob😅

2. how sneaky felix is. He seems like an innocent sunshine but i think he has a very different side to him that otherwise stays very well hidden.

3. how girlypop chan is. He has a more of a daddy/therapist perona within the fandom and other than that seems very serious and workaholic so i thought his energy would a very "no bullshit" kinda energy but he's very very cool and as i said gives me "girly pop, tea" typa energy.

4. how stuck up hyunjin is. Tbh i did sense that already when watching 2 kids room but i thought its just a small part of him, as we see so much of his fun creative side, but after doing multiple readings on him i believe he's a VERY difficult person to have an relationship with (platonic/romantic whatever, just very difficult)

5. how family oriented seungmin is. Very very mature. If tomorrow news cane out if him having a wife and a 3 year old child, with another in the way - i wouldn't be surprised AT ALL!!!

6. han being much more stable than i thought. Honestly i thought he's a mess and definitely has big problems mentally - doesn't seem like that at all tho in my readings. Gives off a pretty stable energy at least comparing to what i thought before.

7. for leeknow i dont have much as he seems pretty similar to what I've picked up on him beforehand - aside from the fact i thought he's way spicier than he actually is. Now it makes total sense to me, and i actually see where that come sfrom through his behaviour in interviews and more insight that we've gotten about his prsonal life etc, but somehow back then i still thought he would be spicier, being a double scorpio (or scorpio gemini) and all.

8. for changbin theres nothing that surprised me as I've picked up on his energy soooo strongly from the moment i started stanning the group. He's actually the reason i started using tarot, because through him i found out i actually have a gift for things like that. Like i would be cooking(or doing something), and suddenly i get a weird urge to like vent and ramble(with like really specific details), and feel so annoyed and hurt and i keep seeing him and like getting an urge to be held - even tho I have never had thought and feelings of that kind before. Idk how to explain it - u just know its not yours. And i endure it for a few 10-20 minutes, and it doesn't go and suddenly i decide to look if something's happened and then i see a certain live or a video or whatever and everything I've been feeling and hearing suddenly makes perfekt sense. Also had periods of times where he's in my dreams, but disguised and its like really intense. But yeah anyways I've went into too much detail😂 basically everything I've found out about him through tarot, i already knew before. I became interested in tarot primarily because of him and the intense energy I was CONSTANTLY picking up on.

[cheeseceli]

With a shy s/o

Pairing: Ot8 Skz × Gn!reader (individually)

Genre: headcanons, fluff

Request: I wanted to ask if you could do them having a shy s/o? Kinda quiet sometimes and getting flustered

Warnings: mention of food in Chan's, not proofread.

A/n: in need of a seungmin irl now | fundraiser

Bang Chan

In between doing everything so you don't get shy and doing everything to fluster you. Yes he'll order food so you feel ok, but then he'll turn to you and start to tease you about something just to see how you get shy. Just the perfect mix of protection towards you and finding you cute in this state.

Lee Know

He's either flustering you as much as he can for no reason at all or he is accidentally making you shy and then he's this mix of being proud/shy himself because of the effect he has on you. No matter the situation, he will always have a soft smile on his lips on the end, happy with the outcome.

Changbin

You'll constantly get shy around him because this man cannot stop bragging about you😭 of course he will stop it if he sees you're uncomfortable, but if not, he'll praise even the ground you walk on. And when you hide your face, he chuckles and compliments how lovely you look.

Hyunjin

Most of the time he's not even trying to make you shy, it just happens. You are just living your life normally and then suddenly he decides to say the sweetest love confession ever like it's nothing. And then you're getting shy. And this man has the audacity to smile and say you're "cute".

Han

He is always making pick up lines for you and honestly, some of them are actually good but most of them are just not it💀 if you get shy from what he says, no matter if it's because it worked on you or because of the second hand embarrassment, he will get all cocky about this. I'm sorry lmao.

Felix

We all know this man loves physical touch. If you get shy because of it then, man, you better get used to it 😭 he finds it very endearing as well. I can see him hugging you from behind randomly, you getting slightly embarrassed and then he laughs light-heartedly and sway with you from side to side.

Seungmin

Kinda supports you on doing things to overcome your timidness, like encouraging you to talk more when you're among his friends that you don't know very well and asking the bill yourself. His help is actually so comforting because, aside being extremely useful, he never ever patronises you.

I.N

Somewhere between trying to tease you because your reaction is cute and getting shy himself because you were, in fact, very cute. Honestly it's a very cool dynamic lmao. It all happens in his head and you just go from hiding your face to being confused because why is he hiding his own face now? You didn't even do anything??

Masterlist | you'll probably like: With a hyper s/o

Thank you for reading <3

Taglist (open!): @yuyubeans @dandelions-143 @sleepyleeji

Credits for images 1 2 and 3

Dividers by @isisjupiter

[l33bang24]

OMG It’s You… (Part 3)

YouTube! Fem reader x Stray Kids

Summary: Y/N’s YouTube channel is taking off after her reactions to Stray Kids MV God’s Menu. Now she’s making videos nonstop along with working a full time job. What would happen if she got offered a job of a lifetime and met the boys of her succession?

⚠️Warnings⚠️: Lee Know being his normal self, Chan being a fatherly figure(mostly), angst, arguing, sadness, crying, anxiety, overthinking, Lee Know being a mother

❌⚠️Trigger Warnings❌⚠️: depression, talks of harming themselves, talks of ending their lives (please do not harm yourself!)

(A/N: So this chapter is SUPER LONG but way over due. I will probably post another chapter soon. I didn’t expect for this chapter to turn out this long, but oh well. There are triggers in this chapter and I hope I covered all of them in the warnings. If you want to skip over it, then you can skip over the blue text in the Flashback. I hope to have the another one coming out soon. ALSO THIS IS NOT PROOFREAD)

🏷️: @laylasbunbunny @weirdowithaphone @silverstarburst @jusanontstuff @anxiousskylar @drewsandsebastianswife @amararosesblog @niaalove (Taglist open)

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 2.5 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 6.5 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9

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Third Person POV

Chan felt the pressure as their highly anticipated comeback was just days away. However, a call from I.N. about a heated argument between Seungmin and Felix added to his stress. With Lee Know unavailable, Chan had to handle the situation himself.

“Be the leader of a group, they said. It’ll be fun, they said.” He muttered to himself, feeling confident that he understood the argument. Chan made his way to the other dorm and rapped on the door. It didn't take long before someone swung it open.

“I don’t know what happened Chan Hyung” his Maknae says, “I was in my room when I heard yelling. I tried to break it up but it was like they didn’t even notice me.” Chan looked at him and smiled softly. “Thank you for letting me know. I’ll handle it.” Chan went to walk away, but I.N. stopped him before he got too far. “Chan Hyung wait. I don’t know what Seungmin said to Felix, but now he won’t come out of his room.” Chan nodded and headed towards Felix’s room.

Chan knocked on Felix’s door, “Felix? Can you come out so we can talk?” No reply. Chan knocks again “Felix, can we please talk? I know you had an argument with Seungmin. I just want to make you’re okay.” No response. Chan sighs. “Well I guess I can try Seungmin then.” He thought to himself.

He heads to Seungmin’s door which is cracked. He announces his presence before he pushes the door open some more. Seungmin was nose deep in a book when he heard his leader call out. He looks up to see his Hyung leaning against the door frame looking at him like a father who’s about to give a lecture.

“What do you want old man?” Seungmin teased his oldest Hyung. Chan shakes his head a little before walking into the room and sitting at the edge of Seungmin’s bed. “I want to know what you and Felix were arguing about.” Chan turns his head to Seungmin before speaking again. “I was told that it got pretty heated and now Felix won’t come out of his room.” Seungmin grabs the bookmark, marking his place before closing the book.

“Felix and I were discussing about this new game we were playing. He started telling me about having trouble getting past this one level and I started teasing him. We were going back and forth but then I brought up his obsession with y/c/n.” Chan’s thoughts were confirmed by that statement. Seungmin continued saying that after his statement that Felix started yelling at him and it only escalated from there. To the point where Felix slammed his door in Seungmin’s face.

Chan dropped his head into his hands. He knew that he had to talk to Felix about this because it was getting out of control. Chan moved to stand up before turning back to his younger member. “I’ll talk to Felix, and get him to apologize about slamming the door in your face. That’s not right.” Seungmin had already grabbed his book before speaking.

“Good luck. If you’ve already tried, then you definitely won’t get him to come back out. I overstepped by mentioning Y/N.” Chan shook his head. “We all know that his obsession with her has gone too far, it needs to be addressed. I’ll make sure that he apologizes.” He repeats himself.

Seungmin just nodded, knowing he can’t stop his leader from trying to fix every problem in the group. Chan headed back out closing Seungmin’s door on his way. He’s determined to fix this problem and set things straight. With this new found confidence he heads back over to Felix’s door.

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(Few hours later)

It didn’t go as planned. If anything he made it worse than it already was. Huffing Chan pulls out his phone texting the one person that can surely fix this.

Lee Know closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. He couldn’t just have one day to himself. There was always a problem that needed to be fixed. Lee Know admired his Hyung, but sometimes he wish he could strangle him. Chan knows how sensitive Felix is yet he still pushed him about it.

Once Lee Know got back to the dorm, he dropped his stuff off by the front door. Deciding it was better to console Felix first, than waiting any longer. Lee Know places the food he got Felix on the table before approaching Felix’s door and lightly raps on it. “Yongbok-ah?” He hears no response. “Yongbok-ah, I brought you your favorite food. Can I come in?” No response. Lee Know has very little patience for most people but Felix is the exception. He puts his ear to the door and hears sniffling. His first reaction is to break down the door and hold his little sunshine in his arms, but he holds back.

Soon he hears one of Y/N’s videos. It’s one he’s very familiar with himself. It was one of her most liked videos and it wasn’t even about Stray Kids.

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Flashback

It had been a hard week for the guys and Lee Know just about had it. When they finally returned to the dorms, Lee Know made a beeline to his room. He had already ordered food since he wasn’t in the mood to cook anything. Right now he needed comfort, and he knew just where to get it from. Once he gets his food, he opens up YouTube, and pulls up Y/N’s channel. Lee Know wouldn’t let anyone know just how much he loves her videos. Some would say that he has an obsession with her, but he doesn’t see it like that.

When Lee Know first watched one of her videos, he liked that she incorporated Korean into her videos. He found that it helped a lot of their fans who didn’t understand English, to come and know what she was saying. After a while, he found other things that he admired about Y/N. Like how uncharacteristically funny she could be. How seeing her smile makes him want to smile, and even seeing her laugh at something funny that they did. Especially when she has to go back multiple times and rewatch it just to laugh even harder.

What really got him was when she would have a sit down talk with her fans. He once found a video of hers where instead of doing a livestream like Chan Hyung does, she made a video and answered questions from the fans that follow her. She was very honest and out in the open about her answers, and that’s exactly what he needed. Finding the video, he pulls out his earphones plugging them into his laptop and pressing play.

The video starts off showing her room and her chair being empty. There’s some music playing in the background, but it’s very soft. It’s not long before she appears in a large hoodie that looks too big for her and lounging pants. Her hair looks like her ran her fingers through it too many times, but she nor he cared about it. She has a mug that could possibly have hot tea in it. He remembers that she once said she drinks hot tea with honey. She sits in the chair and smiles softly at camera before taking a sip out of her mug.

“Hello Lovelies, I hope everyone is doing okay today.” She puts her mug down on the desk, “Today we are doing something different. I have asked y’all to comment any questions that you would like me to answer. It could be about anything, and if I don’t know how to answer it I’ll find out what I can do to help.” She smiles. “I didn’t do a livestream, but I will next time. For now I’ve compiled up all your questions and I will answer them as honestly as I can. Some of you know that I’m very opinionated so you may not like what I have to say, but sometimes the truth hurts.” She looks down at her phone and proceeds to start answering questions.

She went the extra mile and edited the questions in without showing who asked them in case someone didn’t want to be seen. She started answering them one by one and giving her honest feedback on each question. Some were about women’s anatomy, some were about Stray Kids, there was even one asking who her Bias was. To which Lee Know was pleased to hear that he was her Bias. Although there was one that stuck with him.

“This is the last question I’m going to answer and I’m gonna to translate this one from Korean for y’all. This says ‘Hi Y/N! I’ve been watching your videos for some time now and I’ve come to love them just as much as watching Bang Chan do his weekly livestreams. I’ve come to notice that both of your videos are a lot alike. The question I wanted to ask you is how do you deal with your bad days? And not just stressful days but the days where you just feel like giving up completely?’” Y/N just stares at her phone, like as if trying to collect her thoughts. She finally looks back up and you can see that her eyes are shining. He could see her holding back tears.

“First of all, thank you for enjoying my videos so much. It means so much to me that you love them and keep coming back each time to see me act a fool out of myself.” She laughs lightly. “As far as what I do on those bad days, sometimes I don’t always know. I know that everyone deals with their bad days differently than me, but there is one thing I do know. I know that we can’t always control everything around us. Sometimes things just happen and it’s not always our fault.” She looks up blinking her eyes trying to hold back tears. A couple escape but she doesn’t wipe them. She just looks back at the camera and continues. “I’ve had my fair share of bad experiences where I felt so useless and that I just wanted to find some way to end the suffering. Then I thought better of myself. I started thinking about all the people who love me and support me through not only my bad times, but also my good times.” She grasps her mug and takes a couple of sips before placing it back down. She moves closer to the desk and looks at the camera. “I know that not everyone has the best support system and that not everyone grows up in a good environment, but let me tell you something. I will also love and support you. No matter what you’re going through I will be with you. All your good and bad times. I don’t want any of you to ever harm yourself or even think about harming yourself. Your life is much more important than you think. There’s so many people who feel like the easiest way out is to hurt themselves. That their lives aren’t worth living, but they really are! There’s people out there that love you so much! You may not have met them yet, but they love you. And seeing you want to end your life kills them. I want you to listen to me very closely. If you ever feel that way, you come to my page or you go find one of your favorite livestreams of Chan and you watch it. Speaking on behalf of Chan and I, we don’t want you to feel like that’s the only way. We love you so much and we care about your well being. We want to make sure that you eat well, drink well and sleep well. We want you to stay healthy and above all we want you to be happy.” Having had tears running down her face, she looks away before looking back at the camera again. “I know what depression does to people. I know because I also have it, along with anxiety, overthinking and others. I know that it can take control of your life and make you feel like you’re nothing but a burden to everyone and that everyone would be better off without you. But depression is wrong, your life means so much more. Sometimes you may have to drop out of college because it’s overwhelming. Leave that job that makes you stressful. Sometimes your medication can cause you to have depression. Whatever may be the case, there’s always ways to get you out of that rough patch and into a better place. Most of all, you need someone to lean on. Someone who will be with you through all your ups and downs. That won’t leave your side, no matter what’s going on in your life. I want you to value your life just as much as I value your life. I love all of you very much and want nothing but the best for you. That means you have to have the same belief for yourself. You can’t let those dark thoughts win, you have to fight them. If I can overcome my dark thoughts, I know you can too. You just have to believe in yourself that you can.” She smiles with tear stained eyes and cheeks. “I’m going to end the video here with one last comment. I want all of you to promise me that you won’t ever harm yourselves. I want all of y’all to live happy lives or as close to happy as you can. I love you all very much and I hope you have a wonderful day. Bye.” She blows a kiss then smiles waving her hands.

End of Flashback

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Lee Know had resulted to sitting in their living room. He pulls his phone out before messaging his little brother.

He hears the door unlock and stands to grab the food before heading into Felix’s room. When he enters he notices that there’s tissues all over his bed with the same video that he likes to watch when he’s feeling down. He sees Felix next sitting up in bed looking at the screen. He takes notice of Lee Know with a bag of food. His stomach growls as he hasn’t eaten anything since he had that fight. Lee Know sits on his bed and hands him the food. “Eat.” He turns to clean up Felix’s mess. “I know you haven’t eaten anything since I don’t see any wrappers.” Lee Know looks back up at him. “Once you’re done then we’ll talk.”

Felix dreaded the talk and tried to eat slowly to extend the talk, but his body had other plans as he scarfed his food down. Lee Know didn’t pay him any attention since he knew he hadn’t eaten anything for hours. Once he was done, Lee Know took the empty container and put it to the side. He looked at Felix who was avoiding eye contact. He could see that he had been crying for hours and it made his heart shatter into pieces. He didn’t like seeing anyone cry, especially Felix (and Y/N).

“Yongbok-ah?” He test the waters to see how Felix would react. “Chan Hyung told me what happened while I was gone. I’m not here to beat down on you, okay?” He didn’t get much of a reaction out of Felix. He lets out a breath and moves up to where Felix is. He sits beside him throwing his arm around Felix and brings his head to rest on his shoulder. Looking at the screen he sees where he left off in the video, towards the end where Y/N takes about harming yourself. He decides to tell Felix something that might make him speak up.

“You know, I have a pretty big obsession with her too.” Felix’s body stiffens a bit. “I’ve come to enjoy watching her videos almost too much, but I don’t care what anyone else thinks. If I like watching someone and seeing videos of them makes me happy then I don’t see a problem with that. Sometimes when we get back from practice, I’ll pull up one of her videos and watch it or listen to it while I’m showering.” Felix finally speaks up. “Her voice is very calming.” Lee Know nods his head but realizes that Felix can’t see from where his head is on his chest now. “It is very calming. You know this is actually one of my favorite videos out of all of them. You wanna know why?” Felix lifts his head from Lee Know’s chest. “Why is that?” Lee Know smiles at him and wipes away any remaining tears that stained his freckled face. Wishing that he could have wiped the tears off her face too. “Because it shows you just how much a simple person cares for other people who they’ve never met before. That not everyone is flawless. We all have flaws, and none of us are perfect. We all go through bad days, but there are better days ahead. A light at the end of a tunnel. We could tell people that we don’t want them to ever think about hurting themselves. But to have someone who knows and has experienced this before, that shows that you can overcome anything. You just have to believe in yourself that you can.”

Lee Know pauses before continuing. “I know that you adore Y/N as much as I do, but I think you go overboard when you start talking about her all the time. I know you can’t help it because I feel the same way, but the other guys aren’t like us. They may love her content, but they don’t cherish her videos like you and I do. As far as I’m concerned, what happened between you and Seungmin is in the past. From now on if you want to geek out about how much you love and adore Y/N, you can just come to me mmhm?” Felix nods his head smiling. “Just take it down a notch. Because from the way you’re acting it’s as if you’re a Stay and Y/N is apart of Stray Kids.” Felix drops his head a little. Lee Know nudges him and then opens his arms. Felix accepts the hug and Lee Know holds him.

“There’s nothing wrong with being a fan of hers. I feel like that’s more of a privilege than a bad thing. We just need to work on not talking about it all the time, okay?” Felix nods his head. “I’ll do better Lee Know Hyung.” Lee Know places a kiss to his little brother’s head. “I know you will Yongbok-ah.” He looks back at the computer screen happy to see that Y/N’s video has gotten more views than when he saw it last. Now it’s up to 50 million views. He pressed play on the screen as they both watch her video together.

“If I ever meet her in person then I’m screwed.” Lee Know laughs making Felix laugh. “You and me both.”

[b4tracha]

First Kiss | OT8 x M! Reader

Bang Chan

He really thought he could do it. When you were in his studio, Chan started to go in for a kiss. However, you need to remember that he is a dork. As soon as you realized what he was doing, he pulled away and started to hide his face in his hoodie, screaming in his arms. It was the most adorable thing ever. However, he eventually found the courage while you waited for him with the most fond look in your eyes. When your lips met, he shook lowkey, but he did it. He kissed you. You could see the stars in his eyes when you both pulled away.

Lee Know

He kissed you, but it was in the most odd way possible. He was home for a few days for vacation, and you were there the entire time. He went throughout the house to kiss his babies. He found Soonie, then Doongi, and then Dori. Because he claimed that he was also your cat’s dad, he kissed the kitten on the head. Minho looked at you with an odd smile while you asked him if anything was wrong. He said nothing before kissing you on the lips and running out the door without giving you time to process anything.

Changbin

He was spotting you while you were doing situps. You didn’t go to the gym often, but you would go with Changbin because spending time with such a busy man was brutal. It just happened in the moment. He kept saying one more, adding more reps to the exercise. Eventually, you decided enough was enough and kissed him on the mouth to get away. I am pleased to announce that it worked.

Hyunjin

You were both on a date. You both walked around the park in the dark, looking at the stars and the view. It was absolutely gorgeous. In the middle of a clearing, with the moon’s light beaming down on you, Hyunjin turned to you and kissed you softly. It was picture-perfect. After that night, he couldn’t get it out of his head and had to start a painting with it reimagined. He will save this for an anniversary.

HAN

He is a coward. Ever since you started dating, he would lean up/down at you with his lips puckered. However, the second you would lean in, he’d squeak and pull away like you were doing it for no reason. Eventually, you had enough. He tried to do it while you were cuddling on the couch, and you grabbed his face with a firm grip and finally kissed him. You could tell he didn’t expect it because he squeaked in your mouth, but he didn’t pull away. Jisung would never.

Felix

It was a bet. Felix may game a lot, but he could be better. He has been attempting to pass a level on his game for the past two hours and has yet to get anywhere. He finally ragequit, pushing the keyboard away from him as he pushed himself from the desk. Amused, you bet you could pass it while watching on the bed. Felix huffed, saying he would kiss you. You switched spots, and you completed the level with little struggle. When you turned around in the chair, you got a lap filled with Felix and strawberry-flavored lips on yours.

Seungmin

Seungmin pretends he hates you, but everyone knows he doesn’t. You love to annoy him because his frustrated face is so cute. That’s why you started to do a tale as old as time. You would go up to him and say, “You want to kiss me so bad,” and blow raspberries at him. Seungmin rolled his eyes the first few times, but now you would make him lose his mind. You bent over the table and repeated it before he grabbed your jaw and kissed you dead smack on the mouth. When he pulled away, it was the first time you were silent. Good.

I.N

You were eating some desserts you picked up at a bakery down the street from his dorm. It was a day off, and he didn’t want to do anything but lie in bed and watch movies. After a few hours, Jeongin asked you to come over because he was getting bored. His stomach was going to hurt tomorrow, but it didn’t matter. He had to live in the now. Suddenly, you noticed that he had some cream on his lips. You kept staring at him while he spoke about how cheesy the movie was. He noticed and turned to you, eyes big and head tilted. He was so cute you could only kiss the cream away.

[channiehyungandhanniehyung]

LUAGHTER IS WAR

This is a tickle fic if your not interested keep scrolling bud!

The dorm was unusually quiet for a Saturday afternoon. No loud music, no chaos from the kitchen, no gaming tournaments in the living room. Just peace. And for once, Bang Chan was enjoying it.

He was sprawled out on the couch, his laptop resting on his stomach as he absentmindedly scrolled through music files. Felix was curled up in the armchair, scrolling through his phone, and I.N was lying on the carpet, aimlessly tossing a plush toy in the air.

"This feels weird," I.N mumbled, catching the plushie and hugging it against his chest.

"What does?" Chan asked, adjusting his position slightly.

"Everything being so... still. Like, something should be happening, right?"

Felix chuckled, locking his phone. "You make it sound like we can’t just have a calm afternoon."

"But that's exactly it!" I.N sat up, his eyes glinting with mischief. "It's too calm. Too peaceful. Which means…" He turned his gaze toward Felix, who immediately stiffened. "Something needs to happen."

"Jeongin," Felix warned, hugging a pillow defensively. "Don't even think about it."

"Oh, I’m thinking about it," I.N grinned, crawling toward him. "It’s been a while since we had a good old-fashioned—"

Before he could finish, Felix lunged forward, tackling I.N before he could strike first. The two of them landed in a heap on the carpet, I.N laughing as he tried to escape Felix’s grip.

"You thought you could start something and get away with it?" Felix teased, his deep voice full of amusement. "Oh, you have no idea what you just unleashed!"

"Chan! Help!" I.N shrieked, but the request had the opposite effect.

Chan simply smirked, closing his laptop and stretching lazily. "You did bring this on yourself, Jeongin."

Felix’s fingers found their way to I.N’s sides, squeezing gently, and the maknae burst into loud, uncontrollable giggles, thrashing against the carpet.

"Nononono! Felix! I—I take it back!" he gasped between laughter, trying to pry his hands away.

"Too late!" Felix grinned, wiggling his fingers under I.N’s arms, sending him into another fit of laughter.

Just when I.N thought he couldn’t take it anymore, he managed to twist away and crawl toward the couch, reaching for the ultimate savior—Chan.

"Hyung! Please! I swear I won’t—AHHH!" Before he could finish, Chan grabbed him and pulled him onto the couch with ease, wrapping an arm around his middle.

"Now, what should I do with you?" Chan mused, a smirk forming on his lips. "Should I help you? Or should I make things worse?"

"Worse! Definitely worse!" Felix chimed in, already climbing onto the couch beside them.

"You traitor!" I.N gasped, barely able to catch his breath before Chan’s fingers dug into his ribs.

His entire body jolted as he screamed in laughter, kicking his legs wildly while Chan expertly found the most sensitive spots. Felix, not wanting to be left out, attacked I.N’s stomach, causing him to curl up in defense.

"Okay! Okay! I surrender!" I.N cried, tears of laughter streaming down his face.

Chan and Felix exchanged glances.

"Do we accept his surrender?" Chan asked, pretending to ponder the question.

Felix tapped his chin. "Hmmm... no."

"Wait, WHAT—?!" I.N barely had time to react before another round of tickling overtook him, his giggles turning into full-blown hysterics as he desperately tried to escape.

Just then, I.N’s survival instincts kicked in. With a burst of determination, he reached for Felix’s sides and squeezed, catching him off guard.

"ACK—!" Felix yelped, instantly falling back as a laugh bubbled from his throat.

"Ohhh?" Chan grinned, pausing his attack on I.N to observe. "Felix, are you… ticklish?"

"N-no!" Felix tried to deny it, but the red tint spreading across his cheeks said otherwise.

"Oh, you are SO dead," I.N declared, flipping their positions so he was now the one in control. With Chan’s help, they tackled Felix down, both launching an all-out assault on the unsuspecting Aussie.

"WAITWAITWAIT—!" Felix shrieked as their fingers found every ticklish spot he had, from his ribs to the sensitive spot just below his knee. He dissolved into breathy, high-pitched giggles, kicking and squirming helplessly beneath them.

"Oh, this is amazing," I.N laughed, looking victorious. "The great Lee Felix, weak to a little tickling!"

"S-shuhuhut up!" Felix wheezed, curling up as much as he could.

Chan chuckled, watching the chaos unfold. "I think we've created a monster."

"No, you helped create a monster!" Felix whined, still struggling against their relentless tickling.

It wasn’t long before all three of them were out of breath, collapsing onto the couch in a tangled, exhausted mess. Giggles still escaped every now and then as they tried to recover.

The dorm stayed peaceful for the next couple of hours, but the tension still lingered in the air. Felix had muttered something about revenge before drifting off into a nap, and I.N had stayed suspiciously quiet, curled up with his phone. Chan, meanwhile, had taken refuge at the dining table, pretending to work but secretly keeping an eye on the two troublemakers.

When Felix finally stirred, rubbing his eyes sleepily, I.N was already on high alert. Chan caught the way his gaze flickered to the Aussie, a devious smirk creeping onto his face.

Felix groaned, still half-asleep. "What do you want, Jeongin?"

"Oh, nothing," I.N replied innocently, shifting in his seat. "Just making sure you’re comfortable."

Chan sighed, shaking his head. "Jeongin, I swear if you try anything—"

Too late. The second Felix stretched his arms above his head, I.N struck, launching himself off the couch and onto Felix’s lap in one swift motion. Felix barely had time to react before I.N’s fingers found his sides, wiggling mercilessly.

"JEONGIN—!" Felix shrieked, bursting into laughter, his legs kicking out in an attempt to shake the younger off.

Chan chuckled. "Oh no, you’re on your own now, Jeongin."

Felix wasted no time in retaliating, pinning I.N down and attacking his most ticklish spots. The dorm filled with laughter as their playful battle continued, until they finally collapsed onto the couch, exhausted.

"Okay," I.N panted, wiping away tears. "I admit it. I shouldn’t have started this war."

Felix beamed. "Good. Lesson learned."

Chan chuckled. "Are we finally done? Can we call a truce now?"

I.N smirked. "For now."

Felix groaned. "I’m moving out."

The three of them laughed, letting peace finally settle over the dorm.