#thanks again stray-channie;3;

[dwaekkicidal]

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ summary: inspired by chan's part in this

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ word count: almost exactly 1k words lol (993)

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ warnings: gn!reader; nicknames: honey, pup(py), kinda pervy!3racha but chanxreader, not really bratty but super whiney reader, soft chris until he talks dirty, kinda dacryphilia?, creampie & no protection (don't be silly wrap ur willy also pee after sex pls), exhibitionism, not a warning really but I switch between calling him Chan/Channie & Chris

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ notes: @chvnmax im so sorry (im not that ask put not normal thoughts in my head.) idk if this is actually full on corruption kink like the og post but it sent me into a pervy skz spiral

DO NOT republish or translate+post my work!

Picture this:

Stray Kids recording day for their next comeback. You’re their cute little 9th member and they always have you do your set of lines last so that they can take their time with you. Everybody but 3racha has already returned to their assigned dorms. Changbin and Chan are sitting in the office chairs while Jisung lounges on the couch (probably asleep).

They watch in awe as you nail most of your lines until you get to one that’s a little too hard. After multiple takes not coming out well, you’re so busy moaning and groaning into the mic out of frustration that you’re chronically unaware of how crystal clear your sounds are coming out for them. Eventually it even gets to the point where you bounce in place out of pure agitation. You’re in a low-cut top and the clear view of your collarbone has the 3 men on the other side of the glass in an absolute chokehold.

“Honey.. You gotta calm down.” Chan says softly into his own mic, adjusting his dick in his pants. You pout and cross your arms across your chest, accidentally pulling your shirt lower as you toss and turn in a fit. Jisung is basically drooling from his spot on the couch and it’s honestly his breaking point. Changbin and him decide to take a 'walk' and say they’ll be back in an hour with food, while Chan says that he’ll stick back with you to help perfect your lines.

It’s all going well until you get to another bump in the recording and you complain into the mic to the point where your eyes water. With the sight of your watery doe eyes and deep pout staring at him from the other side of the glass, Chris really starts to get bothered by the tightness in his pants.

“Come out here, Pup. Let’s take a break.” He says with only pure intentions as he stands and stretches. Little to no ulterior motives while you rush out the room and throw yourself into his arms, rubbing your chest onto him and looking up at him with those pretty eyes again. Completely innocent motives until he glances down to where your bodies meet, his eyes catching a glimpse of your pretty nipples thanks to your shirt dipping even more.

Deciding that he’s had enough he closes his eyes and loudly groans before meeting your eyes again and holding a death grip onto your hips. He leads you to the couch as you look up at him with an innocent look.

“Channie..?” you ask out sweetly. You expect a response but he silently turns you around and bends you over the couch, one of your knees rest on the bottom cushions while he squishes your face into the back cushions.

“You just have to be a little brat, huh. Just can’t be a good puppy for one goddamn day.” He teases and pulls the skimpy booty shorts you wore. He pulls your underwear down to your knees before freeing himself from his stupid jeans. Wanting to skip the prep and knowing you were still loose from the events in the storage room a few hours prior, he pulls out a travel sized bottle of lube from his pocket before squirting some onto his dick.

He gives you no time to react before he rubs himself against you and thrusts into you, setting a fast pace right off the bat. The tears from earlier return and are quickly soaked up by the couch when they finally fall. You whimper apologies into the cushions as Chris lets out filthy comments from behind you.

“It’s never your fault, is it baby?”

“Always a big cry baby until Daddy stuffs his dick inside your pretty little holes.”

“Fuck.. Walk around like a little ‘innocent’ thing when in reality it’s your fault I'm this hard. Rubbing all up on me like a little slut.”

After what feels like forever of him bullying himself into you, the pair of you hear the two loudest mfers in the planet return, getting closer to the door before being stopped by a staff member. They’re right outside the door and you moan loudly into the cushion at the thought of them hearing what's happening behind the unlocked studio door just feet away from your spot on the couch. You're almost thankful for Chris’ big hand that keeps your face on the couch, but that quickly changes as he pulls you back into him by placing a hand on your collarbone. Once your back is to his chest, his hand moves up to trail along your lips. He sticks 2 fingers against your tongue as you hear him speak up from behind you.

"Shh... You want them to hear you?" you clench tightly and his hips stutter "… fuck You do, don't you?.. Yeah? You want them to join us too baby? Want them to help me fill your greedy holes?"

When you cry out into his hand and cum at the thought, he laughs into your neck before chasing his own high. You’re pulled back into reality as you hear the boys finishing up their conversation. Chris pulls out and wipes himself down with tissues, then pulls your underwear back up and smooths down your clothes before returning to his chair.  He takes his seat right as the door knob turns, and he smirks at you as the boys settle the food bags on the coffee table (oh and look at that no more tight pants for either of them lol).

“Eat up, baby. You need to refuel before we continue.” Chan says with a playful look in his eyes. You blush and nod before taking bites of your meal. You watch as Changbin re-records a few adlibs and you swear you can feel something warm dripping out of you.

[hannieehaee]

18+ / mdi

content: once again, chan is a fucking loser, smut, f reader, dry humping, handjob, a lot of boob worship (?), spit kink (????) but not rlly, etc. this is a continuation to this, but can also be read as a standalone!

part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4

wc: 1258

masterlist

loser!chan, who feels like the luckiest bastard alive thanks to his chemistry teacher who decided to pair him up with his years-long crush.

ever since he started college, he thought that maybe he'd finally get rid of the loser nerd persona that had been assigned to him ever since middle school, when he started wearing thick-rimmed glasses to school and joined the anime club.

safe to say, that did not happen. due to his shy demeanor and lack of confidence, he remained an outcast in all situations possible, feeling as if he could never simply go up to someone and strike up a conversation. specially not with you, the pretty girl he met during orientation two years ago. someone who he had so badly wanted to get to know after catching your eyes one day during your intro bio course freshman year.

unexpectedly, now he found himself in your bed, your hands down his pants and your tongue lightly licking into his mouth as he moaned due to the friction. all thanks to his teacher's fateful decision to pair you up. ever since the first time you had invited him to your dorm for your group project (the first time he had ever felt the touch of a woman), you had found every opportunity possible to steal him away again under the vice of 'channie, we need to work on our assignment!'

your meetings tended to go pretty much the same every time. you'd both sit on your bed, pretending you were there for academic purposes as you set down your books and laptops in front of you while having much sinister thoughts in your heads. chan hadnt wanted to assume you'd always invited him over for anything other than studying, which is why he never made a move first, always allowing you to approach him and take him in whichever way you wanted.

that is how he was once again moaning into your mouth, trying to catch your tongue in his as you pulled your hands out of his pants, wanting to unzip them all the way through. so far, the most you and chan had done had been patting under your clothes and making out for a few hours, but it seemed like you wanted to go further this time.

chan felt like his heart was about to pop out of his chest, lifting his hips in order to help you take off his pants. what he hadnt expected, though, was for you to unglue yourself from him to throw your dress over your head before finally sitting on his lap. he had never felt the heat of someone else's body atop his like this before. he felt like he was burning.

"channie ..." you began. "why wont you touch me? you like how i touch you, dont you? dont you wanna do the same?", you pouted as you led his hands to your torso.

he gulped, breathing heavier than ever. "i- yes. wanna- please, show me. i-i dont know how, i-..." was his reply. he lowered his head, feeling embarrassed at being the ripe age of 23 having never felt the touch of a woman in this way.

"i know, channie. but it's okay. i'll show you."

with that, you let go of his hands momentarily to throw off your bra, quickly grabbing onto his hands again and placing them on your tits, "touch them channie," you breathed out, "touch them and rub them. it'll feel so good, i promise."

chan was frozen in place, eyes glued to your chest. he had never felt himself harder in his life. he'd obviously seen breasts before. both in class and through a screen (and he had maybe pictured yours sometimes before going to sleep..), but he had never felt the softness of them in his hands, nor the pebbles that hardened against his touch.

he followed your instructions, moaning at the way you threw your head back due to his fondling of them. your reaction made him intensify his touches. his actions had caused you to start lightly canting your panty-covered hips against his strained boxers, making him feel even more lightheaded. he decided to take initiative for once and lowered his head towards your chest, groaning as his tongue made contact with your nipple.

you let out a loud whine at the sudden contact, immediately pushing his head closer to your chest and grinding against him with more force now. "f-fuck channie. yes, please keep doing that. shit," your moaning kept driving chan insane, thinking about how desperate you must've been for him to have such reactions to his inexperienced touches.

you continued like this for a while. chan licking and sucking at your nipples while you whined and ground your hips against his. eventually this proved to not be enough for you, causing you to drag his face away from your chest and push him to lay fully on the bed, pinning his hands over his head.

"channie .. can i make you feel good? both of us. can i make us feel good?", you shallowed, delirious at the thought of finally meeting your end while with chan. the previous times you had met you had dedicated your time only to making him cum, wanting to warm him up for you before prioritizing your own pleasure.

"p-please. fuck. you dont have to ask. you can do whatever you want, just- a-argh fuck ..." his speech left him as you interrupted him with harsh grinding of your hips, the angle allowing his length to drag against the entirety of your pussy.

he hadnt known how warm and wet it would feel, having only ever felt his hand (well, now yours too) for the past few years. despite having his boxers and the light layer of your panties in the way, chan felt the heartbeat of your pussy pulse against his swollen dick, making all thought leave his head as he planted his feet on the bed and began to carelessly grind upwards against you, no rhythm to his movements but focused solely on chasing pleasure.

you humped against each other like animals, breathing into each other's mouths until you began to crave his taste, licking into his tongue as he threw his head back at the act. you lifted your head a bit, encouraging him to do the same and then directed him to stick out his tongue for you, which he did. you then began to lick and suck on his tongue, making him shake at the nastiness of it all.

he grabbed onto your hips, madly digging them against his with all the strength he could muster. you felt yourself get even wetter at the sheer force your cute innocent loser boy was using due to the pleasure clouding his mind, knowing that you'd cum any second now.

"'m gonna. fuck. gonna cum, channie. cum with me. please," you begged in a high whine.

chan had no willpower to respond and instead did his best to nod, once more throwing his head back as he came, you following soon after.

the aftermath consisted of a very exhausted chan being unable to move or process what had happened. you laid on top of him for a few minutes as you both caught your breaths. you were the first to speak up, lifting yourself off of him a bit, "sorry, i think i might've gotten over-excited," you chuckled, "id been thinking of that for a while. was that too much?"

he smiled moonily as he looked at the ceiling. "god, i hope we never finish our project."

n/a: not proofread aaahhhh sorry

[dancinglikebutterflywings]

Writing in the Sand.

-> Pairing: Bang Chan x GF!Reader

-> Request: No. This is a repost from my old account.

-> Synopsis: Chan and Reader spend the day at the beach.

-> Warnings: None.

-> Word Count: 325

-> Requests: Closed. I will make a post when they are open again.

Bang Chan Masterlist | Stray Kids Masterlist

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Hearing Chan giggling to himself, Y/N looks up from the sandcastle she’s building to see him holding a stick and grinning at the sand. Following his gaze, she spots a large heart drawn in the wet sand with both their initials inside it.   

Standing up, she dusts off the sand from her butt and walks over to him. "I thought we were having a sandcastle competition,” she pouts as she reaches him.  

"We are, but I couldn't resist doing this first," he says, grinning and taking a photo of his masterpiece while ideas of getting Hyunjin to paint it for them enters his mind.   

"You're such a romantic," she playfully teases him. "Can you send that to me?" She asks, wanting a copy of the picture too.   

"Of course, anything for you," he says with a nod and sends it to her.  

“Thank you, my love,” she smiles.  

He wraps his arm around her waist, pulling her closer and pecks her lips. "I love you,  Y/Nnie.”  

“I love you too, Channie,” she says pecking his lips back. “Now can we get back to our sandcastle competition?”  

He looks past her to her half-completed sandcastle and to his barely started one and decides to admit defeat. "You win." 

"Oh, come on, we haven't finished," she laughs and gives him a playful shove. He grabs her and picks her up, putting her over his shoulder. "Put me down!" she squeals, laughing as he carries her towards the water. 

After spending another hour playing in the water, Chan and Y/N are back in his car, driving to the small beach house they rented for the weekend. With the windows down, Chan drives while Y/N plays with his curls.  

"I'm glad we chose to spend the weekend at the beach," she says softly, feeling the most relaxed she has been in a while. 

“Me too,” he smiles, taking her hand and plants a kiss to the back of it.  

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[w3bgrl]

chan and his 1st child/yt.com

creator. [subtitles/translations.]

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 intro: hello my fellow smoothbrained friends. welcome or welcome back! today we will be taking a look at some bangju moments over the past (almost) 6 years with stray kids that never fail to warm my heart <3 if you like these kinds of posts consider interacting or sharing your favorite moment! thank you! now to what we’re really here for :)

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 stray kids survival show

splayed under the blue light from his computer screen, chan’s dexterity over the mouse begins to slow followed by heavy eyes fighting against the cozy weight of gravity lulling him to sleep, his loss against this force signified by his slowed, deep breaths.

[using the track as a lullaby, he goes straight to dreamland]

speeding up the footage reveals a better understanding as to how long he really sat asleep in his chair until a cut transitions to his new position leaned against the back, somewhat sitting up still with the room light shining bright as ever above his head.

[but, it sounds like someone’s at the door!]

soft shuffling footsteps reveal a squinting juyeon with major bed-head. [it’s the members’ mother hen!] carefully she reaches across the sleeping boy to his mouse, sliding it around on his track pad a bit clicking here and there, and then the screen goes black. [taking care of the leader making sure his work was saved. but…] she then turns and waddles out of view again. [what is she doing?]

the audible flip of a light switch shrouds the room in darkness, and from within this darkness, juyeon’s whispered coos could be heard.

[JY: oppa. come on,]

[BC: hm?]

[JY: to bed. everything is saved, just get under the covers.]

[~hardworking leader chan gets tucked in bed by angel juyeon, who looks after the member responsible for the rest. as long as he’s got her by his side, chan’s well taken care of.~]

[JY: sleep well, channie~]

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 finding skz running man

stopping near the carousel in the center of the mall chan sighs heavily with his hands on his hips, catching his breath as he scanned over the layout once more. “ah — i really don’t know. i haven’t seen her at all.”

after pausing to listen for any movement within the building - and only hearing the commotion from the other boys - chan turns with a mischievous smile toward the camera man “do you know where she is? have you seen her?”

[meanwhile…]

cut to juyeon narrowly avoiding seungmin as he came down the hall, crouching to duck behind one of the arcade machines just in time for him to pass by without noticing the older girl. the second she decided he was far enough was when she took off in the opposite direction with the cameramen racing to keep up with her.

juyeon comes to a stop once she reaches the main room, the lights from the carousel twinkling in her wide eyes once she spots the blonde boy across the room.

[like a deer in the headlights, billie appears!]

chan is already looking in her direction as he throws his hands up mousily. “wait,” he says, masking the ulterior motives apparent to everyone but juyeon “will you help me?”

“help you?” she repeats, still as a statue whilst chan ambles over to bridge the gap between them. [will she fall for the leader's trick?]

“have you seen felix?”

a suspicious smile grows on juyeon's lips as he draws closer and her own palms raise defensively, taking half a step back from the boy whose mask of innocence had begun to slip the closer he got. "oppa." she says like an accusation. a bright smile dawns on chan's face.

"i'm not after you."

juyeon is now fully backpedaling. [she doesn't believe him] "oppa, have mercy."

there is a brief pause as chan seemingly weighs his options with his eyes still locked on hers, his jolly grin becoming more and more pixy with each passing millisecond before he abruptly lunges forward for her with outstretched hands to grab her nametag. juyeon nearly threw herself into one of the pillars behind her to protect the name on her back.

"please! you're my favorite member!"

chan now stops just before her with eyebrows knitting together before he laughs at her interesting tactic. "i'm your favorite?"

"totally," juyeon giggles "especially when you give me a five second head start."

"more than changbin?" he adds, prodding at her will to bargain. she simply tilts her head.

"who?"

[and with that, the deal is sealed]

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 2 kids room

“honestly,” chan starts, removing the lollipop stuffed in his cheek as he sat criss-cross on the blue corduroy couch “i love this hair color on you.”

“really?” asked juyeon with a surprised smile, whose fiery red hair had become a hot topic recently. he hummed.

“i think red suits you well. of course you’re always pretty but the red really catches peoples eye.”

now giggling bashfully, juyeon subconsciously tucked an aforementioned red strand behind her ear to reveal her peachy cheeks, eyes sparkling with appreciation despite her response. "you've been suspiciously supportive recently — i feel like i need to look out for blackmail or something.”

“what is that supposed to mean?!” the leader shrilled, almost pouting, arms flying to fold across his chest teasingly at her insinuation. however, this feigned offense was quickly replaced by the smile accompanying his laughter at her mirroring of his demeanor.

“you know i can’t accept compliments!!”

“well! —” he began with the same chaotic energy before abruptly halting himself to instead dial it back with a nonchalant shrug “that’s okay, at least you know.”

juyeon, peeling open her eyes squeezed shut to hide from the embarrassment, now dropped the arms crossed tight against her chest and subsequently her guard. she spoke in a soft hum to mutter, “it is nice to know, though. i do appreciate it…”

“good. you should know how precious you are.”

“ew!”

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 chan’s room phone call

“hmm…was it a different name?” chan mumbles, more to himself than the stay watching his livestream as he searched for that particular day6 song he wanted to talk about, eyes quickly scanning over the titles in hopes of finding ‘the one.’

“oh! here it is.”

he begins playing ‘i loved you’ before sitting back in his chair to intently listen along with stay. it begins with the buzzing of crickets before jumping right into the members’ gorgeous and clear voices, and after only half a minute or so of nodding his head along with their labelmates past masterpiece, the discernible buzz of his phone against the table quickly catches his attention.

“oh!” he pauses the music to pick up his phone “it’s bibiya! let’s see what chu’s up to.”

chan answers her call below stay’s view, indicating that she’d actually facetimed him, made glaringly apparent by the bloop! as it connected. if that wasn’t evidence enough then surely juyeon’s squeaky voice coming through the speaker did, the leaders face lighting up prior to his laugh.

“sorry!! i just remembered about your live!”

chan quickly turned the volume down as he chuckled “it’s okay! the more the merrier. do you want to say hi?”

“yeah! can stay hear me?”

he nodded, eyes flicking up to filter through the live comments now buzzing with her name.

“helloooo stayyy! is channie entertaining you well? don’t forget about his weekly sunday live like i did. uh…make sure to eat well and get lots of rest!!”

chan would giggle before pulling his eyes from the comments and back to the screen out of view. “do you want me to call you back?” he asked quietly, wary of the audience listening in on the reason why she called “i’ll be done in 30.”

“oh — that’s okay — i just wanted to know if you still wanted to watch that movie with me tonight.”

the leaders eyebrows raised high, eyes panning up to the live almost like a scene from the office before looking back down at the girl on his screen.

“did you forget?”

“no! i remember!” he blatantly lied with a giggle “we’ll sit down to watch it as soon i get home, okay?”

there was an exasperated sigh before her response. “okayyyy. have fun with the rest of your live. bye bye stay!”

chan would mutter his own goodbyes to his bandmate before she hung up, and then his focus would immediately shift back up to the audience before him, a bashful blush dusting his cheeks as he laughed once more.

“i definitely forgot about the movie tonight. don’t tell joong.”

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 dinner w/ billie live

“okay, next!” juyeon turns from the pot of noodles boiling on the stovetop to then grab the jar of alfredo sauce on the counter “this is my favorite pasta of all time — after jjajangmyeon — so we’re gonna use a lot of it.”

the pajama-clad girl then attempts to open the lid using both hands, her face screwing together with pursed lips as she visibly uses all her might to twist the top off. “oh, man,” she wheezes, resting to glance up at the comments before trying again “it’s really on there!”

juyeon now readjusts her grip to get as much of her hand on the lid as possible, her other holding the jar tight as to not drop it before taking another shot at opening the precious sauce, nearly folding into herself at the waist as she once again fails to unscrew the lid.

“jeez! did they glue it on there or something?” she huffs “why is it so difficult? that’s so rude.”

for a moment she stands there in front of the camera, dumbfounded and red-faced as she looks over the jar like there was another method hidden underneath, before holding her index up to the audience now laughing at her struggles.

“hold on,” she says while backing toward one of the bedroom doors she’d banished the boys to while she was on live “don’t go anywhere! i’ll be back!”

thankfully, due to the positioning of the camera she’d set up in the kitchen, stay were still able to see juyeon as she waddled over to knock on one of the wooden doors with mumbles of ‘the stupid jar.’ this door would then open to reveal a comfy-looking and barefaced chan with a smile already on his face as he exited the darkness and entered the living room to take the jar from her.

it would only take him the few seconds of a walk back into the kitchen to then successfully pop open the blasphemous lid that had publicly defeated juyeon. he’d outwardly laugh as she stole the now-opened jar from his hands, a vexed frown on her lips.

“i loosened it for you.”

“oh i’m sure.”

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 stray kids survival show

[the members are hard at work, practicing their performance relentlessly to polish even the smallest of details before presenting themselves before jyp and yg in the morning]

the group looks wholly exhausted as the song then comes to a close, their heaving breaths and faces glistening with sweat acting as a visual indicator to how eager they were to give a good performance in front of not only their own boss but also yg and his trainees, hands flying to rest on their hips as they tromped over to their water bottles.

the boys’ quick disperse from the formation in the middle subsequently revealed a haggard-looking juyeon with her fingers interlocked behind her head. a quick zoom-in on the panting girl would expose her trembling bottom lip as she blinked rapidly before cranking her neck to look up at the lights on the ceiling.

[juyeon looks troubled]

chan, sitting in the right hand corner of the screen as he messed with the speaker, could be seen with his attentive leader gaze on the red-faced girl. to the untrained eye — namely the viewers watching who still didn’t know the members very well — his furrowed brow and pursed lips could easily be read as irritation towards the black sheep of the group. however, the speed with which he stood in order to be by her side after she turned her back indicated otherwise.

[leader chan is quick to check in on his members when they’re struggling]

“hey,” he hummed, placing a hand between her shoulders to seclude them from the other boys “you okay?”

chan’s soothing presence would be the catalyst that revealed juyeon’s true state even as her back was turned to the camera, face hidden from view as her frail, shaky voice exposed the tears she’d fought to conceal.

“yeah — sorry — ts’stupid”

“hey,” he’d say again, now moving to stand in front of her to catch her gaze “what’s up?”

juyeon shook her head, dropping her interlocked fingers to instead wipe the tears on her cheeks. “i don’t know — nothing — i’m good”

“talk to me, joong. you don’t have to find the right words, just tell me how you’re feeling.”

[although juyeon tried to hide her troubles, chan won’t let her suffer alone]

“m’just…scared. what they’ll think — what they’ll say…”

chan’s response was immediate; certain and encouraging as he brushed her hair from her face. “that’s okay, ju. it’s okay to be scared. it’s okay to worry about what people will think, we all do, but you can’t let it eat at you. they’ll say what they’re gonna say, but at the end of the day, you’re still the talented juyeon we know you are — you know you are. don’t let the fear stop you from doing what you love.”

with this, juyeon sighs. she stands there for a moment to take in his encouraging words, marinating his verbal and nonverbal support in her mind before nodding shortly once more.

“we’ll all be there to back you up, ju. always.”

[juyeon may be anxious about tomorrow, but she has her boys to stand behind her, and they’ll defend her to the ends of the earth]

[houpss]

hey love! I'm in love your recent work like why and how so goooooodddd?!!!

"STRAY KIDS DIED,WHEN PROTECTING YOU" thank you sooo much for writing this I have a request tho. I was hoping that maybe the reader, in their next life would again date the partner they had in the prev life and they get to know how they died and then the reader actually dies protecting them but eventually comes back due to some supernatural power. This way they have their happy ending <3 :D I'm so sorry because im an emo bitch I need a happy ending my heart can't take this pain hehe.... Thanks for reading this !!! lots of loveee

IT IS SO GOOD! I'll change the concept a little and write it a little differently. thanks, love! 🩷🩷🩷

I only did this for Chan and Minho, I probably won’t write it for the rest, but anything is possible!

YOU MET A SKZ IN YOUR NEXT LIFE

P.S. this is an addition to the work (!), in which you promise to find each other in the next life, will you find each other?

Bang Chan

In that life, you died a little later after Chan's death.

In this life you live in Sydney (that's where you died, canonically)

All your life you felt heaviness and as if you were missing something, looking in the mirror you believed that something was wrong with you.

You lived with this feeling for so long, and all your relationships ended with you running away without explanation.

One summer day you went into a cafe to buy yourself an iced coffee.

There you saw him...Bang Christopher Chan. That name lit up in your head..who is it?

You frowned and walked up to this guy who smiled friendly, he was a barista. He asked what you would like to drink, you muttered your order, looking at his face.

How do you know him? What kind of guy? You saw his name on the badge...he's Chris, just Chris.

When he handed over your coffee, you flew out of the cafe, not noticing that he had left his contact number on the cup.

You will notice this already at home, after you find the group Stray kids, popular in 202* no one is alive anymore..stop

Bang Christopher Chan - group leader who died from a bullet wound

Memories burned in your memory, you remember everything perfectly...Channie,your dear Channie!

Tears flowed down your cheeks, after all, you found each other...

you immediately wrote to him asking to meet, you could have met?

○○○

Chan will remember you much later, after your first kiss

You've apologized to him so many times.

Chan adores you just as much as he did in that life

Chan is not just a barista, he is a dancer, he is such a good dancer! his main job is choreography

"You'll be my last love syndrome, Bang."

You are together again, your love is much stronger than death

"I won't let you go, never again"

It's quite strange because you are complete reincarnations of yourself.

Now he will definitely protect you, in any case.

It's so strange to realize that he is around again and he loves you again.

You will live a beautiful and long life

Lee Minho

You died in the illusion of happiness, you were never truly happy after Minho died. Yes, you had children, grandchildren and a husband... but you were never happy.

You died of old age, your last memory was Minho’s face, your sincere love.

You were reborn as a guy, it’s not strange

You're quite popular, but you're unhappy again. handsome and unhappy.

You're in high school, you have a lot of attention from girls and boys, but do you need it?

You're so annoyed by this new guy! and his name is strange..Lee Minho

That new boy in class is so loud and so cocky, he's always picking on you.

He has some kind of addiction to your ass. you're incredibly indignant

Everywhere this Lee Minho, Minho, Minho

You always quarrel with him, you have constant squabbles filled with sarcasm and black humor.

This went on for six months, until in one of the loud quarrels you grabbed his hand, as if memories illuminated you.

Minho understood everything first and stroked your head, and you touched his neck.

“You are meant for me, Y/N" ” he said it in a whisper, calling you by your name from that life, from his mouth it sounds so beautiful.

You hung on his neck without a word and heard his laughter, how is this possible?

He squeezed you tightly and spanked your ass, and you shushed him.

Your relationship is so chaotic that everyone at school was shocked.

You're so loud with him, Minho loves to flirt with you in front of everyone

Let everyone know that you are his

You pull Minho out of every scrape, he loves to create problems around himself.

Your relationship is even full of passion! Minho is so active, and you are too calm.

In this life you will again have three cats and of course their names are Soonie, Doongie and Dori

But you are happy again.

“I will protect you again if necessary” – “Just don’t leave again, I won’t be able to live without you a second time”

[jaehyunsprincesspeach]

Hi🤗 so i see that your requests are open and so i was wondering if you could do headcanons/a reaction for skz where their s/o is an animal magnet.💐💞

Don't forget to stay healthy~ ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა

I love this so much omg this is so cute!!

Thank you so much for the request, and I hope you are well <3

All the love ~ lunar

SKZ’s S/O is an Animal Lover

skz ot8 x gn!reader

so much fluff

Bang Chan

The first time Chan sees a stray animal walk up to you, he’s shocked and slightly worried that the animal could make you sick

Naturally to keep you safe, he’s gonna try to convince you not to pet it

Might even steer you away if the two of you are walking

It’s not that he doesn’t like animals, it’s just that he doesn’t want anything to happen to you

Sees that the animal is following the two of you, and you can’t hide your excitement, as if this doesn’t always happen to you (but he doesn’t know that)

“But Channie it’s so cute!!” When he sees your eyes light up, he can’t resist and gives in to letting you pet the animal

When he sees you crouch down to pet the animal, and sees the animal instantly embrace your love, his heart MELTS

He already knows how loving you are, you show it to him every day

But seeing it with animals too has him in awe of you more than he already is

The way that they naturally gravitate to you is so endearing to him

He just HAS to snap a couple of pictures of the moment

Which will absolutely become his lock screen photo

Loves how you love animals, thinks it’s the cutest thing in the world

Lee Know

We all know that Lee Know is a cat magnet

But when he finds out you are too?? Omg he doesn’t even know what to do with himself

The first time he sees it is when he takes you to meet Sooni Doongi and Dori

The way that his three babies immediately embrace you and want to cuddle with you makes his heart melt

Like he walked out of the room to get you some water and when he comes back all three of them are all over your lap, and he is left speechless

Might even be slightly jealous, but the sight is too adorable for him to say anything

The next time is when the two of you are out camping together, and a stray cat walks up and starts rubbing up against your ankles

He’s a little shocked at first, because it’s something that happens to him often, so he’ll just blink at you a few times like hello? Where’s my love?

After the cat does the same to him, he’s happy, even though the cat returns to you

Another one to take pictures of the moment

The stray cat becomes his home screen photo, and the one he took with Sooni Doongi and Dori is his lock screen

He won’t tell you this, of course, it’ll just show up one day, but when he’s away, those are some of his favorite pictures of you to look at <3

Changbin

The first time a random animal comes walking up to you, Changbin doesn’t think much of it

Though he finds it adorable the way that you embrace it with open arms

He honestly probably won’t say anything until like the third time it happens

“Animals are always coming up to you… they probably can sense how loving you are” he says with a wink

Doesn’t really make a huge deal about it, however, he thinks it’s the most adorable thing ever

The way you crouch down and start loving on the animal warms his heart

He already thinks you’re the cutest thing to ever exist, but seeing you with animals?? This man is in heaven

Being that he is allergic to cats, he makes you wash your hands before he will hold you again

Honestly if an animal does come up to you, he might coo at you from a distance

Regardless his heart is pounding out of his chest every time it happens

Wishes he could get an animal with you but I mean, probably not the best idea

Just loves how loving you are, not only with him, but with animals too !!

Hyunjin

To Hyunjin, you are the most precious thing in his life

In his mind there is not anything that could make his heart melt faster than seeing your smile

That is, until he sees you smiling and petting the dog that seems to have been following the two of you while out on a walk

The second he sees you bend down and pet the dog, i swear he’s on the verge of tears

Secretly takes pictures of the moment so that he can paint them later

Immediately, his first thought is how you would be with Kkami

If this random dog followed you, he’s sure Kkami would love you (secretly a big thing for him, Kkami approval is a must)

Seeing your small stature crouched down loving on this random dog makes him smile wider than he ever has before

He’ll join you, and like the dog receiving all the love in the world, he’s in heaven too simply seeing you display your love for animals

When you meet Kkami, he’s beyond jealous that Kkami like you more than him

The fact that Kkami listens when you call, and curls up in your lap, Hyunjin is going to fake his death

Deep down, it’s because the sight makes him beyond happy, but our dramatic boy is gonna say it’s because Kkami should love him more

Deep down, he’s really not that upset about it

He’s already so in love with you, and your heart of gold, but seeing this made him fall for you all over again, even harder

Han

I really feel like Han would be shocked at the fact that animals love you so much

Like, how could they? You’re his, and he doesn’t want to share you

But when he sees you playing with a stray animal outside of a cafe, and sees the smile on your face

Ohhhhh goodness, he’s on his knees worshiping the perfection that you are

Anything that makes you happy, makes him happy

He’s always trying to bring a smile to your face, simply because he loves to see you smile and hear you laugh

So when he sees you smiling at the stray animal, his heart is so warm

Honestly, he’s just so soft for you, anything that brings you happiness is his favorite thing

After he finds out animals are naturally attached to you, and that you love animals, he starts taking you to anywhere where animals are present

Whether its a petting zoo, or an animal cafe, he’s taking you there on a date

Loves loves to see how soft and cuddly you get with animals

The way that you curl up and try to make yourself smaller so that you don’t scare them away is the cutest thing to him

He knows how gentle you are and it makes him fall in love all over again with you when he sees how sweet you are to animals

Something about it just makes his heart flutter, but he can’t really explain it

He just loves you and seeing you happy makes him the happiest man alive

Felix

This sunshine omg he’s head over heels for you as is

But when he finds out you’re an animal magnet, he’s even more attached to you

You are the sunshine in his life, so seeing you happy is something that he would go to the ends of the earth to see

Seeing the way that you smile at animals and how happy you are interacting them honestly makes him tear up a little bit

Like seeing you happy just makes him so unbelievably happy, he doesn’t know what to do with his emotions, so he might cry from happiness

He’s immediately taking you everywhere that has animals

Animal cafe’s, the zoo, parks and small town cafe’s, literally anywhere that can possibly have animals

He’s even gonna start buying plushies of animals that make you happy just to see you smile

Everything about you makes his heart warm, but seeing you with animals makes his heart melt

He might even go out and buy you a pet after seeing how happy animals make you

Absolutely takes pictures of you interacting with animals so that he can go back and relive the moment when he is away from you

Probably has a whole photo album dedicated to pictures of you with animals

He’s so sweet with all of it too, like he will just let you play with the animal as long as you want to

Even if ya’ll have to be somewhere, he would rather be late and let you have fun than rush you away

There is nothing that makes him happier than seeing you happy

Seeing animals gravitate towards you makes him fall in love with you over and over again

He loves how gentle and sweet you are with them

Such a sweetheart after too like “I think it loves you almost as much as I do”, as he grabs your hand and kisses your cheek

Seungmin

Okay so with Seungmin, he is going to think that his partner being an animal magnet is the most adorable thing in the world

However, he’s not gonna let anyone know that he thinks this

In his head, he is cooing you like crazy like “damn my baby is the cutest”

But visually, he looks indifferent to the whole situation

Like he treats it as if its completely normal, even if its the first time it happens

Though he will take note of the animals that you enjoy the most so that he can eventually buy you a pet for when he is away

But again, he’s not gonna let anyone know how he honestly feels

His heart is honestly exploding at how sweet you are with animals, but he wont show it

At the same time though, like Felix, he also wont rush you away

He will let you take your time with the animal, and will wait patiently till you are ready to move on

Might have a sarcastic comment ready like “are we finally going?”

But you can see in his eyes that his heart is throbbing from what he just witnessed

Secretly takes pictures of you, and secretly has an album, and secretly looks at them when he can’t be with you

Suddenly just shows up with a puppy for you, just because he knows animals make you happy

Also took you to a puppy cafe and took note of the ones that you thought were the cutest

Such a simp (shhh don’t tell anyone)

Like the others, he likes anything that will bring a smile to your face, and he’s willing to go to the ends of the earth just to see you smile

I.N

I.N will genuinely be confused

Like he’ll think it’s cute, but at the same time, he’ll be like why are you playing with random animals?

Might get a little worried that you would get sick, but still lets you play with the animals

If the two of you have somewhere to be, he wont rush you, but he will remind you that you have somewhere to be

Really just doesn’t know what to do

In all seriousness though, he thinks you are the cutest thing to exist, and seeing you with animals just makes his heart explode from feelings and emotions

Wont have much of a reaction, but he will absolutely talk to Chan about it later

Like tell him what happened and how he felt, and Chan will translate his feelings for him

When it happens again, he’s just gonna look at you with the most loving expression

Takes pictures and shares them with all of his members

“Look how cute y/n is!! This cat just kinda came up to her and started rubbing up against their legs”

The worst lovesick expression on his face looking at the pictures

Once he has a better understanding of his feelings, he’s gonna start taking you to places that are popular with animals

Loves how you always get so excited to see animals

Like if they catch you by surprise, and you finally see them like “Hi little one, where did you come from?” His heart is beating out of his chest

Just the absolute cutest thing to him

He’s so down bad for you as is, but this makes it even worse lol

He’s just so in love, and just loves seeing you happy

[jazziwritesthings]

Missing You - Bang Chan

Purely a work of Fiction.

Word Count: 2,100

Pairings: Bang Chan x Reader

Warnings: Miscarriage mention, angsty

All dialogue is in Korean unless otherwise specified.

A/N: Recently got into Stray Kids and needed to write some Channie, there isn't nearly enough. Also, Part 2?

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Your POV

Screaming filled your ears as you watched the boys enter the stage. Your eyes immediately searching for your ex-love. He still held your heart even though he was completely unaware. The breakup was messy. You couldn’t stand all the hate you were getting just because he chose to love you. He didn’t want that and said stuff to fans but nothing seemed to stop the damage to your mental health. It became so bad that you decided the best course of action was to leave. That was the last thing Chan or any of the guys wanted. They all loved you and loved having you around. Not only were you the love of Chan’s life, you were the boy's best friend. You became part of their small family and had a place in each of their hearts. While you weren’t able to keep in touch with Chan as it was too painful, you managed to keep in contact with a few of the guys. That’s how you were here. Hannie had texted you as soon as he found out they were performing near home. He got you VIP tickets and everything. You told him that you weren’t sure you’d be able to show up. Never fully committing until about 4 hours ago. So here you stood. All dressed up waiting to see your family. It’d been almost 3 years since you broke up with Chan, and you finally followed each other on socials again, thanks to the guys.

As the concert ended a guard came out of the back and nodded to you. Making sure you weren’t spotted had become a secret skill you developed over the years. You made your way over to him and showed him your badge to identify yourself. He slowly led you around the darkness backstage. You heard them before you saw them. All just standing around. Hannie kept looking around hopeful, he was the first to spot you. “Y/N!” Before you knew it he was running at you and lifting you off the ground in a hug. You giggled as you hugged him tightly back, “ Hi Hannie.” Before your feet touched the ground the others were surrounding you, each calling that they were next to hug you.

After hugging all of them, only one remained. He hadn’t joined the group in running over to you. Not what you had hoped. They were all talking so fast you were having issues understanding everything. Then the voice you missed so much cut through the air, “ We should get back home guys.” He wasn’t even going to attempt to say hi? Your heart plummeted. Maybe you really had lost him. Thinking that you lost him completely devastated you, before you dated he was your best friend and he was the person you thought you were going to marry. They all nodded in agreement. You nodded your head, “ Then I better get going-” You were cut off, “ No, you’re coming to hang out. We missed you too much.” Surprised you nodded, “ Alright. Just like old times. I’ll drive and park a few streets away?” Hannie smiled at you as he nodded.

Pulling into an all too familiar parking area you put your car in park and turned it off. You let out a shaky breath not sure if your heart could handle it. Shaking out of the funk you got out and started walking. Luckily their apartments were super close to each other, same floor and everything. All of a sudden standing at their doors you weren’t sure whose to knock on. You used to be able to just use your key and go into 3RACHA’S apartment. You gave the key back when you and Chan broke up. Luckily you didn’t have to make a decision. The door to 3RACHA’s apartment opened and Changbin peaked his head out, “ She’s here!” He hollered back into the apartment before reaching for your wrist and pulling you inside.

Inside the apartment all the guys sat around in the living room, relaxing onto any furniture or the floor. It brought back so many fond memories. You noticed that one was missing and a look crossed your face. The look was noticed immediately by Hyunjin, “ He’s in his room. We hadn’t told him you were going to be there.” That made you groan, “ Guys!” Seungmin put his hands up in surrender, “ Hey, don’t blame us. He told us not to talk to him about you.” Your shoulders fell as your purse hit the couch and you crossed the room to sit on the floor in front of the couch, “ What?” They all nodded, “What do you mean?”

“ He told us you were a forbidden topic if he was around.” This news made your stomach sink. So he had no idea what you were up to these days. That broke your made up world inside your head, you had always thought that he kept tabs on you like you did him, but no. He couldn’t even stand the topic of you. “You okay Noona?” Your gaze flicked over to I.N. “Yeah, fine.” You smiled at the young Maknae across from you. A hand rested on your shoulder and squeezed. You covered the hand with your own smiling back at Felix behind you on the couch.

You spent the next few hours catching up with the guys, playing games and watching movies. One by one they said their goodbyes and headed to their own rooms within the two apartments. Finally it was just you and Hannie left in the living room. “Shit, it’s like 1 am.” Hannie said all of a sudden. “Crap. I’ll head out.” He shook his head, “ No, stay here. Like old times?” You smiled at him, “ I think I’m too tired to drive anyway.” He smiled and got up and left the room. He came back with 2 pillows and 3 blankets, remembering how you like to sleep. “Thank you Hannie.” He reached down and patted your head, “ Goodnight Y/n.” You got all the pillows situated in the way you liked and quickly fell asleep sprawled out on the living room floor.

You bolted upright, chest heaving, having a hard time catching your breath. You heard fast footsteps and almost immediately a light turned on and someone was staring at you. As your eyes adjusted you realized it was Channie, staring at you in just his boxers. “I’m sorry. Didn’t mean to wake you.” He ran a hand through his hair, “ You still have nightmares?” Letting out the inhale to a deep breath, “ Yeah. They never really went away.” He moved a bit closer, “ They were gone for almost a year.” You nodded, not trusting your voice. “They started again after you left?” A tear falling down your cheek. “ Yeah, uh, the memories of a miscarriage never really go away Channie” The nickname left your mouth without even thinking. He nodded the memories of the aftermath flooding his brain. You hadn’t even known you were pregnant. Then the cramps got really bad, so bad that he rushed you to the ER thinking that maybe your appendix burst or something. They did a lot, but confirmed all the symptoms were because you were having a miscarriage. That was what broke you the most. The news that you miscarried was leaked and everyone was blaming you. It broke you so much you had to leave. You had to let go of the love of your life. “Y/n?”

Hearing your name in his voice brought you back, except this time he was right in front of you holding your hand and talking, “ Breathe. In. Out.” It took you a minute to recognize that you were having a panic attack. They happen a lot these days. Seeing him in front of you made you snap back into reality. You pulled your hand from his and brought your knees to your chest. A defeated look crossed his face. He shook his head, like he was shaking away a thought. Without a word he stood up and walked back to his room, leaving the light on for you.

Chan’s POV

He was sleeping soundly when he heard such a familiar sound that brought him right out of it. He didn’t even think when he got up and ran out to find the noise. That's when he turned on the light and saw you bolt up from the floor. He heard her apologize in that angelic voice of hers. Surprised at the sound of his own voice he asked about her nightmares. They were nonexistent during their last year together. That's when he heard the word. The word that was the cause of everything he loved being taken from him, “The memories of a miscarriage never really go away Channie.” Hearing that name from her lips felt like heaven to him and he hated it. He remembered everything about that day and the weeks that followed were swallowed up with grief over something they never even got to celebrate. By the time he snapped out of the memories he could tell you were having a panic attack. Without thinking he rushed over and grabbed your hand in his. Your soft hands felt so nice against his, oh how he missed you so much. “Breath. In Out.” He found himself instructing you to breathe, must be muscle memory he thought to himself. You seemed to finally snap out of it. You pulled your hand from his and proceeded to make yourself as small as possible, but so far away from him. It felt like his heart broke all over again as you pulled away from him. He felt like he was going to cry so he stood up and walked to his room without another word.

Your POV

You never fell back to sleep after that. You stayed sitting there thinking and thinking. As daylight creeped in through the curtains you heard a familiar door squeak. A small smile graced your lips knowing they never bothered to fix Hannie’s door. “You’re up?” He said as he walked into the kitchen. You didn’t respond, only nodded. A few minutes went by before he was in front of you handing you a steaming mug of coffee. He lowered himself to sit on the floor next to you. “I had a nightmare.” You started without looking up from your mug. You could feel his eyes on you, prompting you to go on. “He came running to me.” This time you looked over to your best friend to see a look of utter surprise on his face. Hannie couldn’t tell you, but sometimes Chan would be calling for you in his sleep. Especially while on tour. But he felt like it wasn’t his place to tell you this. Shifting to face him, “I never told you what made us break up for good did I?” Hannie shook his head. Sure, the rumor of the miscarriage was heard but he knew if you were pregnant, you would have told him. He watched as you set your mug on the side table.

“I had a miscarriage.” The shock that he felt was indescribable.

“What?”

You pulled your knees to your chest before continuing. “I had a miscarriage, Hannie. We didn’t even know I was pregnant at the time. It got out and the fans, they were ruthless. I couldn’t take it and neither could he. I couldn’t stand to see how upset he was all the time. So, I thought the best thing to do was leave.” His heart broke for both of his best friends.

“Why on earth would you think that?!”

“SHH. Hannie.”

“No, why? It’s not like you stopped loving him, right?” The look in his eyes he was hurt, not only for you but for Chan and how heartbroken he was after you left.

Taking a deep breath you closed your eyes, "Sometimes it's not that you stop loving them, but you know they deserve better so you let them go. Although it was for the best it still doesn't stop the ache in your chest. I miss him Hannie, so fucking much. And seeing him again brought it all back. I don’t think I can do this.”

You didn't know it but someone else was awake and lingering in the hallway listening to your confession to Hannie. Chan held his breath. He missed you too. So much that he didn’t know what to do with himself. Knowing you still loved him gave him the motivation he needed. He knew he needed to get you back, somehow.

[jaemmphilia]

★ 𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 ★ || b.c

★ summary: an accidental confession gone wrong, and fate forcing you to meet the one person you never wanted to see again.

★ characters: bang chan, cannon y/n (he/him pronouns and a masculine frame), holland (the sweetest gay idol in the entire world)

★ warnings: lots of hurt, the reader is an idol, and his stage name is Mars (for the sake of the story, reader also has a last name), so much heartache, grab your tissues bc channie is about to break your heart...this story doesn't follow exactly how chan became an idol, so for the sake of the story, he moves to korea after high school, internal homophobia, mentions of depression, reader has an anxiety attack :(

★ word count: 3.7K

★ requested?: yes, thank you to @cheeseflirty47

★ binnie's thoughts: ohhhh this one is a doozy, yall... i love writing angst so much, and i'm no stranger to rejection and heartbreak, so this is gonna be a little personal for me, so i hope i do it justice...I AM SO SORRY THIS IS SO LATE BUT I STRUGGLED SO BAD

★ disclaimer: this fic in absolutely NO way represents the stray kids members as people. this is just for fun, so don't take it to heart. just enjoy!

Having a dad who grew up with his best friend from diapers all the way into adulthood, meant that you were required to get along with his best friend’s son. It didn’t matter if you and Chan liked different things, you had to get along with him, according to your old man. Lucky for the both of them, you and Chan got along perfectly. You were both born in the same month, just 3 days apart, with Chan being the older one. You two did everything together growing up, mischievous little boys who rolled in dirt and played with bugs. As you got older, you both realized how much music meant to you.

Music was a staple in your home, your mother was in her school’s choir, and she was in theater. Your father was in a band that he formed with Chan’s father and two other friends, and they would perform for the neighborhood whenever there was a cookout or barbeque. So it was no surprise that you picked up on their musical talent, at such a young age on top of that. 

You and Chan were going on a fishing trip while your mom was on a three-day trip with her middle school music class. You and Chan are playing with the wrestling figures that you brought along with you in the back seat, the two of you making punching noises with your mouths as your characters duke it out. The radio plays softly in the car, your dads making conversation as the car rolls smoothly on the road. Suddenly, your favorite song in the entire world, The Girl is Mine, by Michael Jackson featuring Paul McCartney comes on the radio and you gasp, immediately kicking the back of your dad’s seat. 

“Dad, turn it up!” Your voice calls out, ignoring the super important heavyweight champion match you were previously having with Chan. Chan just pouts, he was so so close to winning. He had your character pinned in a finishing move, and was about to count to three. 

Your dad turns up the radio a little with a shake of his head. You wiggle from side to side in your seat, the music taking over you as you begin to sing the lyrics. As your little voice fills the car, Chan’s dad looks at your dad with an incredulous look. Since when did you have such a good singing voice, and why are they just now hearing it? 

“What? You didn’t know my boy had the voice of an angel? Believe me, I was surprised too.” Your dad says, a cocky tilt to his voice. Chan’s dad lets out an awed whistle. 

“He sounds real good, mate,” Chan’s dad starts, taking a sip of his soda as he looks at you belting your heart out in the back seat, “Do you think he’d be famous one day?”

Your dad has definitely thought about you growing up and becoming famous one day. He would be so proud, but he would never force you into a life of fame if it wasn’t something you wanted. “Yeah, but I feel like it’s too soon to think about that, you know? He may not even want to be a singer when he gets older.” Chan’s dad hums, and then he hears another voice joining in on your singing, although it’s much quieter. He breaks out into a smile, knowing that the voice belongs to his very own son. He knows Chan is shy about singing in front of people, so he’s glad to know that you bring out that side of him. He's really happy that you and Chan are close. 

Things remain the same as you and Chan get older. You both have ventured into high school. You still hang out with Chan every single day, you study together after school, and then you ride your bikes to the park and you play a little bit of soccer (or football, whatever you want it to be) until it’s time for you to part ways for dinner. 

Things do change when Chan gets a girlfriend. Vanessa Clovers. A pretty girl with wavy black hair that stops at her shoulder. She has tan skin, probably from playing softball for the school. She had soft blue eyes hidden behind a pair of thick glasses, her teeth covered in silver braces. She was known as one of the prettier girls in your grade, everyone wanted to get with her. Well, everyone but you.

 Chan had expressed interest in her to you before, and you felt this weird rumble in your stomach. You just dismissed it as you being hungry, and you clapped Chan on the back, encouraging him to go talk to his crush. As you watched him approach the girl, you turned back to your open locker, your eyebrows furrowed. You couldn’t understand why you were feeling so… angry. You turned your attention back to Chan, who is deep in conversation with the girl. She’s laughing at something, her arm coming up and playfully slapping Chan’s arm. You close your locker quietly and rush off to class without Chan, something you’ve never done in your life. 

You were guilty. You were guilty because you hated Vanessa. You hated her because she had something you so desperately wanted, she had Chan. She got him before you did, and she makes him happy. You want to be the one to make Chan happy in that way. You want to be the one to kiss his cheek and hold his hand. You hated her for no good reason, she never did anything wrong to you. She was actually nice to you, and oftentimes tried to have a decent conversation with you. All you could really do was muster a fake smile as the ugly green head of envy consumed your being. 

Considering that your birthdays were only three days apart, it only made sense to combine your birthdays together. This year was really no different. You shouldn’t be surprised when Vanessa shows up to the party, a black gift bag in her hand. She makes a beeline to Chan, who’s standing at the grill talking to his dad. She wraps her arms around Chan, giving him a kiss on the cheek, and you can hear a soft happy birthday, baby, fall from her glossy lips. You roll your eyes before you could stop yourself, looking down at the table you’re sitting at. You all of a sudden don’t want to be here, not when you can see Chan and Vanessa sucking faces just a few short feet away from you. Your younger sister must know that something is bothering you, because she walks over with a slice of cake. 

“Stop moping around like an idiot, it's your birthday party too, remember?” She says, plopping down in the seat next to you, setting down her own slice of cake. You’re so glad she’s here, she always knows when something is bothering you. She always gives you something you like, rolling her eyes while telling you to, “get over it, loser.” All you can do is chuckle at her bluntness, your arms tugging her close as you hug her. She may hate when you hug her or pretend to give her a kiss, but you know she’s glad to have you as her older brother. 

“I’m not moping around. I just don’t feel like celebrating, that's all.” You say, stabbing the red velvet cake with your fork, placing the small bite in your mouth as your sister lets out a scoff mixed with a laugh. You roll your eyes at her dramatics, watching as she points her plastic fork at you. 

“You’re just upset that your only friend is busy with his girlfriend. You feel like this birthday isn’t for the both of you, you feel like it’s only for him.” She says, hitting the nail on the head. It makes you cringe internally. 

You’ve never been good with change, whether it be drastic change or something as small as dinner plans being switched to something else. It always throws you off, making you groan dramatically (dramatics run in your family unfortunately) and complain about the sudden changes. 

“I hate how well you know me, Liz.” You mutter, tugging at your hair as you indulge in the delicious cake in front of you.

“I would consider it a blessing, big bro.”

You should consider today to be a good one. Vanessa is out of town for some family trip, meaning you have Chan all to yourself. Which is why you should be happy, but you aren’t. You and Chan are chilling out in his room, the only sound in the room being Chan strumming on his guitar. You can faintly hear the hums coming from his mouth, his body swaying side to side as he plays. The two of you haven’t said much to each other, just a short greeting and a side hug. You can’t help but feel like a stranger in the room you’ve been in dozens of times growing up. 

You look around the room, noticing the changes Chan has made to his space. Something pink catches the corner of your eye and you turn your head to look at it. A shirt, a tank top to be more specific. You already know whose it is, and it makes your stomach turn knowing that she’s been here. 

Did she sleep in your spot on the bed? 

You shake your head to get rid of the idea of her sleeping in your spot on Chan’s bed, the churning feeling becoming stronger, making you want to spill your lunch. You decide to just focus on your phone, scrolling through social media. This goes on for hours, until Chan’s phone rings loudly in the once quiet room, scaring the both of you. 

“Fucking hell,” Chan mutters, grabbing his phone. He lights up when he sees who's calling, his cute dimple appearing on his face. You watch him with a soft smile, wishing that it were you making him smile like that. 

“Hey, gorgeous! How’s your trip?” Chan says, holding his phone up to his ear. You try not to listen to their conversation, knowing it isn’t your place to be nosy. But, you are your mother’s son, you can’t help it. You listen as they talk, your heart breaking as Chan talks to Vanessa with such intimacy. 

As their conversation comes to an end, you’re stuck with your thoughts. Thoughts of wanting someone so desperately that you would do anything to be with them. You would change every single thing about yourself if it meant Chan loved you the same way you love him. You don’t stand a chance against someone like Vanessa. She’s everything you aren’t. Maybe things would be different if you had been born a girl. If only you weren’t attracted to the same gender, maybe you wouldn’t be in this predicament. You wouldn’t be hanging on to something that will never be, a small fire of hope so close to being blown out by the harsh wind of reality. 

“Man, I miss her so much.” Chan says, placing his phone down as he looks at you with this lovesick puppy look on his face. It makes your head hurt knowing it’s not directed at you. 

The words spill from your lips before your brain has time to stop it. 

“I love you, Chan.” 

No. This isn’t supposed to happen. Not like this. Your body burns with anxiety, your eyes feeling wet as tears gather. Your mouth is dry, your jaw slack. You start to sweat as you look at Chan’s face. 

You can’t deny the look in his eyes. Humiliation, disgust. Oh, no. You start to sweat, your hands shaking slightly. You can’t seem to bring yourself to do anything.You’re frozen, eyes locked on Chan as his own eyes dart around the room. 

“You know I’m in a relationship, and I’m not into guys.” He says, not looking at you. What he says next makes you want to crawl into yourself and rot away into nothing. His voice is harsh, his tone like a rock. He’s never spoken to anyone like that, much less you. 

“Even if I were into guys, I wouldn’t date you. You’re my best friend and you’re like a brother to me, that’s just weird.” 

You can literally taste the disgust in his voice. So potent and loud, it makes you dizzy. You bite back a sob, tucking your bottom lip in between your teeth. You feel like if you attempt to even say anything, you will throw up. 

“Besides, Vanessa was telling me about how you don’t like her. She said she heard you talking bad about her to your sister at our party. What the hell, Y/N?” Chan says, his expression quickly switching to angry. 

You can’t believe what you’re hearing. You know she’s lying, you have never said anything bad about her. Well, not out loud. You want to defend yourself, but your mouth won’t move. Your brain is screaming at you to say something, anything. All you can do is look down at your shaking hands as Chan scoffs at you.

“You aren’t even going to deny it? So what she said must be true. I can’t believe you, Y/N! She’s never done anything wrong to you!” 

You can’t even defend yourself. You sit there as Chan expresses his frustrations to you, his words hitting you hard. He hates you now. All because of some girl that entered his life two years ago, when you’ve been there the whole time. 

“Get out, Y/N. I can’t even look at you right now.” Chan says, opening his door and motioning for you to get out. You hesitate, your legs feeling like the stiffest bowl of jello as you stand. 

The tears don’t stop as you make your way out of the Bahng household, ignoring Chan’s mom as she greets you from the living room. She hears Chan’s door slam and she frowns. Something must have happened, the two of you have never argued. Of course the two of you had little disagreements as kids, but it was easily solved with talking and hugging. She knows this is not a talking and hugging situation. 

You rush home, your vision blurry with salty tears that sting. You enter your home, making a beeline to your room. You close the door softly, not wanting to alert anyone of your arrival. You don’t want to see or speak to anyone. You try to catch your breath, choking on the sobs that come out of your mouth. You grip your chest, feeling your heart racing under your hand. Your heartbeat reverberates in your ears, your body shaking as you drop to your knees. You hear voices in your head, berating you for confessing to Chan. They call you names, they point out your flaws, your weaknesses. 

You wish it would stop.

You honestly didn’t expect to meet Chan again. Especially not after your debut as a solo artist in South Korea. You recently made your debut and everyone loves you. You go by Mars, one of your nicknames growing up. You’re known for singing soft songs, the words relatable and full of emotion. Your debut album was a hit, causing you to gain fame fairly fast. Your fans liked that you were authentic, not some tasteless blob molded by an entertainment company for money. You were also one of the first openly-gay idols. 

That day you left Chan’s house was the last time you ever saw him and his family. Just a few short months later, they packed up and moved to South Korea. When you found out, it broke your heart, knowing that the last interaction you had with your best friend was a negative one. 

Your sister had found you in your room, you were struggling to breathe as your entire body shook. She immediately called for your mom frantically, not used to seeing you in such a panicked state. Your mother managed to get you to calm down, helping you breathe properly before you passed out. After that, she took you to see a doctor, and you were diagnosed with anxiety disorder and a mild case of depression. Your mother was supportive, she got you into therapy and you slowly got better, but there’s still times where you don’t feel 100%. 

Which brings us to now. An award show. Everyone is there, all of the people you idolized were right in front of you, and a few of them actually expressed excitement about your debut album. You thanked them, telling them that their music inspired you to start making music yourself. 

As you’re sitting in your seat talking to Holland, another idol under your label, and a fellow openly-gay idol, you hear some commotion coming from behind you. You turn your head and see a group approaching you. Normally, that wouldn’t bother you, but when your ex-best friend and previous (he still is) crush is in the front, you tend to freak out a bit. Your eyes go wide and you whip your head to face forward, causing a laugh from Holland. 

“What’s got you so freaked out? You didn’t see a ghost, did you?” He asks, turning back to see what you were freaking out about. All he sees is the group Stray Kids, taking their seats behind you. He turns back around to you, taking in your wide eyes and the way you bite your bottom lip. The pieces start to come together.

“Oh,” he starts, “You are totally crushing on one of them.”

“What, no way! That’s ridiculous!” You sputter, your face heating up. 

Holland just laughs, his hand clapping you on the shoulder. 

You sit on a stool in the middle of the stage, a large piano in front of you. You are belting the words so passionately, the lights shining down on you, heating your body up, making you sweat a little. Everyone in the crowd is moved by your performance, but every time you open your eyes, you keep looking at Chan. 

His face is unreadable, almost as if he knows the song is about him and not some old flame like you claimed in every interview. The lyrics just feel too familiar to him, his mind going back to his teenage years with you. He misses those times with you, laughing and messing with your little sisters. He feels bad for how things ended between you, and he wishes he could apologize. He’s heard your entire album, he’s had it on repeat for weeks. He’s not an idiot, your debut album is about him. He has to find a way to talk to you and apologize. 

Finding you was easy. He catches you backstage after your performance, watching as you talk to a pretty blonde guy. You’re smiling, toothy and bright, and he feels his heart skip in his chest. Where did that come from? He walks towards you, catching your attention. 

He watches your eyes go wide, your entire body freezing as you stare at him as if he grew two heads. He thinks you look silly like that, and he can’t fight the smile on his face. 

“Y/N, it’s been a while, hasn’t it?” He says, mentally kicking himself for being so damn awkward. 

You hesitate, your eyes looking everywhere but at him. You noticed that Holland isn’t at your side, and you remind yourself to flick his forehead when you see him. “It has.”

“Do you have a moment to talk? Maybe we can get some dinner and catch up?” He asks, his voice hopeful as he tilts his head at you. Your heart flips at the way he looks, his brown hair flopping to the side. 

You wonder if this is a good idea. You could easily get hurt again, but you would also like some closure. There’s so many questions running through your head, it makes you dizzy.

“Uh, yeah, sure. Dinner sounds nice.” 

You and Chan leave after the awards show, and you go to a secluded sushi restaurant. The air is awkward, but it passes quickly when Chan brings up the time you both filled his parents bathtub with frogs you captured in the mud. You can’t help but laugh, reminiscing about your wild child days. 

“Y/N, I missed you. So much.” Chan says, his eyes on you, not once looking away. You feel your face get warm, and you try to fight the smile creeping onto your face. 

“Chan, I missed you too. But I can’t forget how you spoke to me that day. It really hurt that you believed Vanessa over me.” You say, ignoring the aggressive bounce of your leg as you tell him how you felt that day. 

Chan cringes when he hears that name. “Right, Vanessa. We actually broke up not long after I…kicked you out.” Chan says, and you gape at him. 

“If you don’t mind, why did you break up?” You ask, picking at the loose strings of your sweater; a nervous habit you picked up from your anxiety. 

“It turns out she lied about you being rude to her because she was jealous of how close we…were.” Chan sighs, taking a sip of his drink as he rolls his eyes. You were right all along. She wasn’t to be trusted. 

“I always knew she was the jealous type. She thought I couldn’t see when she would glare at me whenever you and I would talk,” You say, pointing your chopsticks at him. “I never said anything bad about her, that was Liz.” 

Chan laughs at that, knowing that your little sister had quite the attitude. It makes him miss Hannah and the rest of his family. 

“You aren’t still mad at me, are you? Because according to your album, you sound like you hate me.” Chan asks. “If you aren’t mad, then I’d like us to pick up where we left off as friends.”

You thought about it for a second. You would finally have your best friend back in your life, but not in the way you truly desired. Could you live with that? Sure, it can’t be too hard. You’ll always have other people in your life. 

“Yeah, we can go back to where we left off. We’re brothers for life, right?” You ask, a gentle smile on your face as you look at Chan. He smiles back and you both make a toast to rekindling a once broken friendship between brothers.

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

hi! i was wondering if you could write something abt lee!jisung and lers!chan and changbin, basically like, jisung is sleeping but chan and changbin need him awake so they tickle him (kinda like in the kingdom behind the scenes)? and basically keep tickling him even though he’s awake but they end up coddling him bc he’s their baby 🥺🥺. thank u so much!! love ur writing <33

Eepy Quokka:

the way he goes ☺️ to 😈 in like less than a second is so entertaining ^^^

𝒍𝒆𝒆: Jisung

𝒍𝒆𝒓: 2basco

𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘶𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘦𝘢 𝘪 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨! 💗🧋

𝕥𝕨: wake up tickles, jisung is just an eepy lil thing, belly button tickles, raspberries

𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥: @someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae @jeonginsdiary @leeknowstan33 @v--143 @wereallgonnadieonedaybutnottoday @inkytornpages

eepy: it’s when your sleepy and tired; but in a cute way &lt;3

“He’s so cute, though! Do we have to wake him up?” Changbin whined to Chan as the oldest shook his head disapprovingly. 

“Yes, we do! We have to finish this track, and he’s been sleeping!” Chan complained back, nevertheless trying to keep his voice down. 

“Not his fault that Minho kept him up at dance practice all night-” 

“Mmmh, hyungs shut up…” Jisung spoke from his bundle on his chair, giggling when Binnie poked his side playfully. 

“Nohoho…stohop-” He swatted at the invading finger in his side. 

Changbin cooed at the younger, and Chan rolled his eyes with a smile on his face. 

“Hannie, we have to finish this track, you can go to sleep afterwards, I promise.” Chris tried to reason with the maknae, who pouted at Chan. 

Jisung tried to stay awake, he really did. But he could feel his eyelids drooping, and when he yawned, small tears welled up in his eyes. 

“Han!” Chris whined again when he glanced at the youngest and noticed him fast asleep, yet again.

“M’sorry, hyung. I can’t stay awake…” Hannie apologized, rubbing at his eyes. 

“I think we all need a break.” Changbin replied, rubbing at Chan’s shoulder. 

“I think I know how to keep Hannie awake.” Chan gave Changbin a very mischievous look. 

The two slowly turned their heads towards the maknae, who’s eyes widened and darted between the two boys. 

“Nooo! Please! Hyungs don’t tickle me!” He whined, curling in on himself in an attempt to cover his weak spots. 

“Oh? We weren’t gonna do that, (they were) but thanks for the idea!” Binnie smiled when Jisung blushed a deep red, trying to curl in even deeper. 

“Nohoho…” The quokka giggled in anticipation, he was unable to keep his smile away, and the other two teased him.

“Binnie can you grab his wrists for me?” Chan asked, grinning at the quokka. 

“How come I have to hold his wrists? You always get to tickle him and I only get to hold him down!” Changbin pouted, and Chan let out a loud sigh. 

“Fine.” Chris grabbed the quokka’s wrists, pulling the kid to his lap and holding them to his chest. 

Changbin straddled Jisung’s waist, lightly scratching at the skin peeking out from Hannie’s hoodie. 

Jisung let out a stream of giggles, squirming lightly in Channie’s hold. 

He suddenly yawned loudly, and blushed a bright red when his hyungs laughed. 

He continued to giggle as Changbin’s fingers snuck up his shirt, swirling around his belly button a few times before scratching at his ribs. 

Hannie let out more squeaky laughter and turned his head side to side, his hair fluffing up and his hands going limp. 

“hyuhuhung! noho lihight tihickles please! theheyre tohohohorture!” Jisung whined though his laughter, squeezing his eyes shut and his gummy smile was making a full appearance. 

“Oh? You want us to go hard? You don’t want us to stop? Really?~” Chan teased, ruffling his first stray kid’s hair. 

“noohohoho!” Jisung hiccuped through his giggles, small tears resting on his lower lash line and eyes sparkling. 

“That’s adorable!” Binnie teased, spreading and scribbling his fingers all over Hannie’s v-line. 

Jisung let out peals of cackles, arching his back lightly and slamming it back down. 

He twisted and turned his body in any way possible to try and escape the light torture. 

Chan cooed at the way the maknae’s belly bounced and quivered away from Binnie’s soft fingers, lightly rubbing and stroking over his belly button to hear him squeal.

“hyuhuhu-HAHAHA!” Fingers swirling around his belly button suddenly switched to dipping in the button, driving Jisung practically insane. 

“Changbin! A little warning!” Chan struggled to hold the maknae’s hands down, with Hannie thrashing wildly. 

“Sorry, I couldn’t help it! You’re way too cute Hannie!” Changbin teased as Jisung cackled deeply. 

“HYUHUHUNG! IHIM AHAHAWAKE! STAAAAP!” He squealed as Changbin tickled around the rim of his belly button, making sure to flutter his other hand elsewhere. 

The contrasting tickles had Hannie jumping left to right, throwing his head around wildly and arching his back. 

“Okay! Okay, Bin I think he’s done there.” Chan grinned down at the cuteness underneath him, and how happy Changbin looked to be the cause of such a scene. 

“Okay! Back tickles!” Changbin giggled happily when the eldest flipped the boy around. 

“It’s sooo bad for you, isn’t it, Han Jisung?!” Binnie accused playfully, leaving Jisung to roll his eyes. 

“Puh-lease. It’s so much worse for you, hyung!” Han replied sassily, eliciting gasps from Changbin and loud, squeaky laughter from Chan. 

“Now, that’s not nice.” Changbin growled, lowering his head and blowing a looong raspberry onto the small of Sung’s back. 

“NOOOHAHAHA! HYUUUNG IHIHIM SAHAHAHARRY! NOOOOT ANOTHER OHOHONE!”

The raspberries just kept coming, growing every time, and Jisung swore he would die before Changbin was finished. 

The lers let up, and Hannie slumped underneath them, suddenly feeling sleepier than ever. 

“How about we all take a nap?” 

“Then why’d you tickle meee?!”

“Cause you’re cute when you’re eepy.”

i hope you enjoyed! please check my intro post before interacting! love ya! 💕💗💖

[inneedofsupervision]

Starstruck (Chapter 3)

Summary:

Waking up in a stranger's bed after one hell of a party was not how Chan had expected his morning to go. With only scrappy memories of last night, Chan tries to make sense of what had happened, unaware of the attention his actions of last night have gained him. (The GyuChanCheol fanfic nobody asked for but everyone wants)

Seventeen Fanfic - Pairing: Choi Seungcheol (S.Coups) / Kim Mingyu / Lee Chan (Dino)

College Life AU

Chapter: 1, 2, 4, 5, 6

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Four months ago

"Ugh, I hate couples."

"Says the person who cannot take his eyes off his boyfriend."

"Wonwoo looks damn fine, so of course, I'm looking at him. To have a boyfriend does not hinder me from disliking seeing people shove their tounges down each other's throat."

Electro-music is playing too loud to talk comfortably. It blows through various speakers, the bass causing the liquids in their glasses to shake. Purple and blue lights are dim to set a mood that no one seems to grasp. It's loud. People are talking, dancing, and drinking. 

"Calm down, Jeonghan. Only half an hour left, and Wonwoos's shift is over. You're starting to get grumpy."

"I'm not grumpy!"

"Of course." Seungkwan pats Jeonghan's back and pushes a glass into his hand. He turns to Jun as Jeonghan keeps cursing the world, rolling his eyes at the older man's behavior. Jun's laugh gets lost in the sound of a new, even louder song playing. 

Chan listens halfheartedly to his friends.

They meet to celebrate, but Chan has already forgotten the reason. All he knows is that he feels too tired to be here and is staring too long at the man sitting at the bar. Chan watches Wonwoo preparing a drink for said man, talking shortly before tending to the other people waiting for their drinks. Chan's glass gets filled again without him noticing. His fingers absentmindedly circle the rim. The man turns in his chair, and Chan has to admit in embarrassment that his staring intensifies. His object of interest puts an arm on the counter and leans on it while his other hand holds his glass. He wears black jeans and a black shirt with the first two buttons unbuttoned. The fringe of equally black hair got styled, but a few straying locks lay on his forehead only to get pushed back by pure habit. He looks hot. Chan downs his drink. 

"Anything interesting to see there?"

Seokmin puts an arm over Chan's shoulder, leaning closer. His friend's finger wanders from Chan's eyes to where he is staring before he makes a knowing hum, having caught on.

"Isn't that Kim Mingyu?"

Chan nods. Seokmin heaves a dramatic sigh.

"Good luck, Channie. He's out of your league."

"I know."

"Yeah, sad, am I right?- wait, why are you agreeing? That was a joke, Chan. Be more confident!" Seokmin shots him a flabbergasted look. 

Although Seokmin meant it as a joke, Chan knew his words held truth. To cater to the cliche, Kim Mingyu is an absolute campus crush. The kind of person that makes the one who receives a fleeting smile or a kind word hope it to be something more than just him being polite. To make matters worse, Chan is neither of the two. As unromantic as it sounds, Chan just found Mingyu very attractive. He does not have an ideal type, but as soon as his eyes landed on him, Chan knew he had it bad. He had heard the rumors of the university's handsome men before. Every university has at least a handful, but Chan never paid real attention to these rumors. For some reason, two of them are part of his close friends, but for the others, he only heard their names once or twice, but no face came to mind. Thanks to Seungkwan and Seokmin Chan now knows which face belongs to the name of Kim Mingyu. 

"Is he waiting for someone?" asks Seokmin. He picks up a handful of snacks, and Chan grimaces a little at the crunching noise of Seokmin chewing right into his ear. He chews thoughtfully on the chip Seokmin feeds him. 

"I'm not sure." 

Several people have come to Mingyu while Chan has observed him. He has declined every one of them, men and women alike. Sometimes Mingyu checked the time on his watch before talking to Wonwoo. Maybe he is indeed waiting for someone.

"Why don't you go?" suggests Seokmin, pushing Jun's hand down that's trying to wander under his shirt.

"Where?" asks Chan, but not paying real attention to Seokmin as another man sits down next to Mingyu. It looks like he's offering Mingyu a drink, but from the apologetic smile that shouldn't be as pretty as it was, Chan guessed Mingyu declined him too.

"To him?" asks Seokmin and points to the empty stool next to Mingyu. 

Chan takes his drink and pours it down in one go before he turns to Seokmin.

"Want to dance?"

If Seokmin had noticed Chan's way of steering around the question, he doesn't mention it. A flash of blue light flickers over their faces. His friend shows him a bright grin before standing up and offering him a hand with a straight face.

"May I have this dance?" asks Seokmin, expression completely serious.

"If the gentleman likes to," answers Chan and gently lies his hand in Seokmins. After getting pulled up from his seat, he presents a coy batting of eyelashes before they break out in giggles, still holding hands. 

"Do you want to dance too?" 

Jun declines Seokmin's offer with a shake of his head and pulls his hand out of Seokmins after giving it a gentle squeeze.

"I think I need to sober up a little. I'll take some videos if you like."

"Drunk videos of Seokmin dancing? That sounds great," says Jeonghan, joining the conversation again. 

"Send them to me later."

Jun sends him a thumbs up, and Chan notices Jeonghan looking satisfied for the first time this evening. Likely because Wonwoo is about to leave the place behind the bar. He's already talking to his co-worker, who wants to begin his shift.

Dancing helps Chan to get unnecessary thoughts about unnecessary handsome strangers out of his head. He and Seokmin have a great time. They are half-serious and half-fooling around as they dance, laughing at each other.

During their time on the dance floor, the masses of people separate them from time to time. Chan does not mind until he finds straying hands ghosting over his hips. He brushes them away only to feel them, a moment later, back on his hips, trying to sneak up to his waist. Chan turns and politely tells the drunk senior behind him he has no interest, glad to find Seokmin near him and throwing him a look.

Seokmin gets the signal quickly and pushes himself between the man and Chan. Chan can't hear what Seokmin is saying, but he gets led back to the end of the dance floor, thankful for his older friend. The encounter had made him uncomfortable, and Chan couldn't help but look around a little fidgety.

Seokmin watches him, catching on at Chan being uneasy. Seokmin suddenly pulls him a little closer. Chan leans over as he notices his friend wanting to tell him something. A frown finds a way on his face as it's hard to understand the other over the music.

Seokmin sounds serious as he speaks into Chan's ear.

"Don't flip out now, but I think Kim Mingyu is looking at you."

These few words are enough to let Chan stumble.

"Are you serious- Is he still looking this way?"

Seokmin sends Chan an amused and slightly judging glance after getting interrupted as he pulls him up. He holds him in something that could get considered a hug.

"Hmm, he is looking. But he wears a scary expression now."

"Scary?" Chan frowns at his friend's words. Did something happen?

"Want to see it for yourself?"

"Seokmin, don't. I-," 

Before Chan could protest further, Seokmin had already taken action and turned around, forcing Chan, who was still half-laying in his arms, to face the bar. 

"Can you see him?" asks Seokmin right into his ear, a grin evident in his voice.

It's not often that Chan feels the urge to get violent, but right now, he wants to strangle Seokmin. Before he can scold Seokmin, he catches sight of Mingyu. The raven-haired man is still leaning against the bar, golden drink in his hands and sleeves pushed upwards to show off tanned skin. Chan watches him take the glass in his other hand, setting it on his lips and downing it before he throws a glance into the direction of the dancefloor. The dim light of the club and flickers of colors are playing tricks on Chan as he gets blinded for a small moment. After blinking a few times, he can see again, only to feel goosebumps building up all over his skin. 

There is no doubt.

Kim Mingyu is looking in their direction, and Seokmin has been correct. He doesn't look too happy. He wears something resembling a scowl that only gets taken off his features as a man approaches his side. Chan watches with curiosity how Mingyu looks up at the new man, and instant of the polite smile, a bright grin plays on his face, ceasing the frown from before.

All Chan could see from his position was the new man putting a hand on Mingyu's shoulder, his back facing the crowd. Had Mingyu been waiting for that person? Chan's curiosity keeps him throwing glances at Mingyu and the newcomer when suddenly Mingyu points in their direction. Chan's eyes grow wide as Mingyu directs his eyes at him, and even with the dim lights, Chan cannot deny it as their eyes meet. Kim Mingyu is directly looking at him. 

"Turn around again!"

Chan feels the heat grow on his face as he gets caught staring. His fingers clench in Seokmins clothes, and he quickly pulls at them, changing their positions. 

"Please tell me he's not looking anymore."

A glance at Seokmin's face tells him Mingyu is still looking. 

"Want to go back to our seats?"

"Yes, please."

Seokmin chuckled at the quick answer, and they went back to their friends. Chan avoids glancing at the bar again that night, spooked by the fact that he got caught staring. He feels embarrassed, and his ears are tinted red at the thought alone. 

[dollystuartwrites]

Stray Gods - Chapter 44

Pairing: Gods!OT8 x !F!Reader

Genre: romance, friends to lovers, polyamory, mystery, supernatural, angst, fluff, smut

Wordcount: 3270

Chapters:  [1] - [2] - [3] - [4] - [5] - [6] - [7] - [8] - [9] - [10] [11] - [12] - [13] - [14] - [15] - [16] - [17] - [18] - [19] - [20] [21] - [22] - [23] - [24] - [25] - [26] - [27] - [28] - [29] - [30] [31] - [32] - [33] - [34] - [35] - [36] - [37] - [38] - [39] - [40] [41] - [42] - [43] - [44] - [?] MASTERLIST

Summary: With no memory of who you were, you wake up in the woods, only to be found by eight unusually handsome men. With no information of the past, the guys decide to take you in and take care of you for the time being. But that time becomes years, and as time passes, you start to notice that there is something different about them... and something different about you...

Warnings: angst, praise, thigh riding, kissing, fingering, overstimulation, lovebites, bad/miscommunication, low self-esteem, swearing, name-calling, dry humping, college, degradation, gods, special powers, vaginal sex, oral sex (f&m), mentions of contraception (condoms&thepill), injuries, mentions of death (but no character deaths), virgin!reader, teasing, orgasms, poly relationship, semi-public sex, daddy kink, strength kink, grinding, I've probably forgotten some, so let me know if I did and I will add more as the story progresses.

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Lots of love and many thanks to my beta’s from wattpad: rocker7898 and sydneye2411. You guys made my writing so much better &lt;3

You were walking down a dark and narrow alley.

A fog obscured what was on the other side.

But you knew what was on the other side.

The boys were waiting for you there.

Eager, you started running towards them.

But your legs seemed to be made out of lead.

As if being held back by an invisible force, your steps were slow and small, barely moving you forward.

You started to feel desperate and tried with all your might to run faster.

But you went even slower than if you would've been walking.

Just when you were about to scream in frustration, you could finally see them.

Dark figures at the end of the alley.

You cried out in joy and called to them, desperate to get their attention, but they didn't answer.

With all your might you forced yourself to push through and run to them in that weird, slow, pulled-back pace.

But when you finally reached them, they had their backs turned to you.

Something was wrong.

'Where's Channie?' you asked, noticing his absence immediately.

'You were supposed to get him,' Felix's voice spoke coldly, not facing you.

'What?' you spoke confused.

'Yeah, did you just leave him behind?' Jeongin added coldly, his back also turned to you.

'I didn't leave him!' you protested.

'Well, go and get him then,' Changbin ordered.

You walked around them, trying to see their faces, but they seemed to be obscured by a weird shadow, making their features undefined and gray.

'Where's Channie?' you repeated again, starting to feel even more anxious.

'Pff, why? You really think he wants you to know?' Seungmin grumbled.

'Yeah, who do you think you are, hm?' Hyunjin spoke annoyed.

Tears of pain and frustration welled up in your eyes.

They seemed to have forgotten about you.

But surely Chan would know you. He would remember you.

He would make everything alright.

'Where is Chan?' You screamed at them.

But they just laughed at you and turned their backs to you again, leaving you in the mist.

'No! Come back! Where's Chan? Where's Channie?' you screamed and cried as you ran after them, but still your lead-like legs couldn't keep up.

Suddenly, something grabbed you from behind. You struggled as you waved your arms around in fear.

'It's okay. It's okay,' a voice spoke. 'It was only a dream.'

Panting you opened your eyes, the room dark. Your face was wet with tears and your heart was beating as if you had been running.

'Shhh, baby I'm here,' Felix's voice whispered in your ear as he pressed you against his body, his arms wrapping around you. 'I'm here, it was only a dream. Just another nightmare. You're safe now. You're with me.' His low voice whispered to you calmingly, helping you find your breath again. Your heartbeat slowed down again and you noticed your crying had stopped..

'Lixie,' you spoke his name with a tiny voice, turning around to see him. His brown eyes were soft. The freckles on his cheeks like stars in the sky. His pink lips smiling at you.

It had been ages since you had last had a nightmare. Back then too, Felix had always been the one to wake you up and pull you out of it. Now you knew why.

'Did you sense it?' you whispered to him, as you cuddled into his arms. Felix hummed, confirming.

'Humans are not far from animals,' he spoke softly. There were a million more questions you wanted to ask him about this, but exhaustion overwhelmed you. 'It was just a nightmare my love. Sleep now. I'm here. I'll protect you,' he assured you, stroking the back of your head softly. You nodded as you buried your nose in the crook of his neck, taking in his comforting scent before slipping back into a dreamless slumber.

'Y/n?' Han's voice sounded. You gave a start and looked up at him. He clicked his tongue slightly annoyed, then chuckled and shook his head. 'Where's your head at, my love?' he smiled, his eyes soft.

'Oh sorry!' you babbled, straightening your back in the seat of the car. 'I guess I just dozed off a bit,' you said truthfully, quickly blinking your eyes a few times to wake yourself up. 'What were you saying?' you asked, trying to focus on him.

'I was just saying,' Han began laughing, 'that we're here, look,' he said pointing out the window. You turned to look. Outside the window, you could see the university building, the sun rising up casting long shadows over the trees as it was still early.

'Oh, right,' you nodded. Ever since you had woken up, the dream had bugged you. It had been a long time since you last had a nightmare. Usually, they had been trivial and stupid, like failing an exam or getting laughed at at school. But this was the first bad dream you have had since you became a Goddess...

And it bugged you.

You couldn't let go of the scary feeling that it might mean something. That it was a metaphor, or your inner goddess trying to tell you something.

Chewing on your lip, you got out of the car, hoisting your bag mindlessly over your shoulder as you stumbled your way up the driveway towards the school building. You only vaguely heard Han's voice talking to you as you hummed mindlessly as if you were listening to him.

Barely halfway up the path you were suddenly grabbed by your shoulder and spun around.

'Hey!' you protested automatically, but you were immediately shut up when a pair of soft lips pressed themselves onto yours.

Your bag slid off your shoulder and dropped onto the ground. Han hissed and pulled back. You looked down. The bag had dropped on his foot.

'What was that for?' you hissed, eyebrows raised as you looked around to see if anyone was there, but unable to contain your grin.

'Well, since I wasn't getting any attention from you...' Han chuckled as he scratched the back of his neck sheepishly.

'But what if anyone sees?' you whispered, trying to hold back a giggle.

'What? This?' He said cheekily, as he took your face into his hands and kissed you once more. This time, he did have your full attention. Feeling like a warm, soft blanket was being laid over your heart, you kissed him back softly.

The distant sound of a car alerted you and made you pull back.

'Look at me,' he said, your eyes filled with panic as you searched your surroundings but they instantly went back to his face. 'There she is,' he said softly. His bright green eyes seemed to light up in the golden morning sun. 'I'd rather get caught with you and lose my job than not be able to kiss you when I want to,' he said with a chuckle.

'And what about my reputation?' you said defiantly but teasingly.

'Pfft, reputation?' Han mocked, squeezing your cheeks. 'Everyone knows you're a lost cause already. That's how you got the job as our Goddess. Goddess of the lost ones.'

You playfully growled at him and he chuckled.

'You back from fantasy land now?' he asked, a little more serious. You nodded shortly, smiling at him. He cupped your cheek for a moment, his thumb going over it, stroking your face. Everything was insignificant now. Just being here with him, that was what mattered. You'd worry over that dream another time.

Han's kiss had done well in distracting you. For a few hours at least. But by the time lunch break was nearing, the memory of the dream was starting to creep back into your mind, making you feel slightly anxious once more. Although you knew you could use the excuse to see Han again during break, an alluring idea as you thought back on this morning, you knew it would only put off the thought for a while again instead of fixing the underlying issue.

Instead, you decided to search for a more permanent solution to your worries.

'Hey girl, what's up?' Lady's voice sounded over the phone.

'Hey,' you responded breathlessly, pressing the phone harder to your ear for no reason and looking around the deserted corridor that you were standing in.

'Oh dear, what's wrong?' Lady spoke worriedly, apparently already recognizing the anxiety in your voice just by one word.

'Nothing. Well. I'm so sorry to bother you during work,' you began.

'Hey, don't worry about it. I'm here for you, always. Now tell me what's up,' Lady assured you, pressing on.

'It's just,' you began again, 'I had this dream last night... well maybe it was more like a nightmare,' you tried to explain.

'What kind of nightmare?' Lady asked sharply.

'It was really weird and vague, but the guys,' you continued in a softer voice, 'they all laughed at me and they didn't seem to recognize me at all. They were telling me it was my fault, that I-,' your voice broke and you couldn't speak on, clenching your jaw and swallowing hard. The awful feelings of the nightmare suddenly came rushing back to you, overwhelming your emotions.

'And you're thinking this had something to do with your Goddess,' Lady spoke. It was more a statement than a question.

'Yes,' you answered in an uneasy voice. 'It's the first nightmare I've had since...' you spoke, not sure how to explain, but Lady seemed to understand as she spoke again.

'I understand,' her voice sounded focused and matter of fact. 'Tell me, did you see their light?' she asked quickly. You frowned thinking back, trying to see the images of the nightmare again.

'No, no I don't think so,' you answered slowly.

'And did you see their faces?' Lady inquired. You thought hard.

'No, they were vague I think, but they had their backs turned to me most of the time,' you said thoughtfully.

'Right, and what about the colors? Were they bright or dim or in a particular hue?' Lady asked.

'Erm,' you began, rubbing your temples as you thought. 'I think they were dim? Somewhat grayish,' you stated.

'Well, sounds like a plain old human nightmare to me then,' Lady said self-assuredly.

'Really?' you asked, feeling incredulous but also relieved.

'Yeah, to be honest, not seeing their light is the biggest giveaway, but since our human part is only half there when our Goddess emerges, our dreams and nightmares get a little more vague. Often colors are dim or a particular hue, and there will be pieces missing, like faces or sounds,' Lady explained. You let out a sigh of relief. 'I wouldn't worry about it anymore,' Lady continued, 'I mean, we are Goddesses but we are also half human, and that part can fuck with your brain more than your divine part, trust me.'

'Thank you so much,' you said with relief, putting a hand on your chest, feeling as if a weight had been lifted.

'Always happy to help a fellow Goddess,' Lady said with a posh voice but continuing normally. 'I gotta run now though, my manager has been giving me the death stare for the past few minutes and I'd like her to not try and murder me today.'

'Oh dear, good luck then, and thanks again for your advice!' you spoke quickly.

'Cheers!' Lady said before hanging up.

'Let me guess,' a familiar voice came from behind you. You turned around to see Sera smiling at you. 'Advice on boys?' she winked.

'Sera,' you spoke her name, feeling slightly caught off guard. She leaned back against the wall, folding her arms and looking at you with curiosity as she blew a bubble with her gum.

'Erm, well, kind of,' you said, shrugging and feeling yourself blush slightly, although you weren't sure why. 'But what makes you think that?'

'Well, my moms always say I got some sort of nose for this stuff,' she said smartly, tapping the side of her pierced nose. 'But, I think it's just because I'm a little more observant than most,' she said with a sparkle in her eyes that piqued your curiosity.

'Meaning...?' you inquired, curious as to what she thought she would've seen, but feeling a hint of anxiety as well. Sera didn't answer instantly. She straightened her back and put her weight back on her feet, unfolding her arms and looking at you thoughtfully but friendly.

'Well,' she began slowly, 'this morning I-'

'THERE YOU GUYS ARE,' Adam's voice thundered from behind, startling both you and Sera so much that it made the both of you jump. He came rushing over to the two of you, and you noticed he was slightly out of breath. Clearly, he had been running.

'What's the matter?' Sera asked, startled.

'They-' Adam began, cutting himself off as he started to cough for a moment. 'They are selling ice cream cakes at the cafeteria right now,' he huffed.

'And you didn't call us?' Sera said indignantly, checking her watch for the time.

'Your phone's off and I couldn't reach y/n either,' Adam breathed heavily, looking at the both of you seriously as if it was a matter of life or death.

'Well, what are we waiting for?' Sera spoke urgently, 'Let's run for it then!' She had barely spoken the words before she sprinted away, the sound of her laughter echoing through the hallway.

'Wait for me!' you laughed, quickly sprinting after her, followed by an already worn-out Adam.

'Last one there has to pay!' Sera called over her shoulder.

The three of you sat in silence for a while as you all ate your ice cream cakes. You had just managed to get the last few, selling out fast as usual. You enjoyed your cake as you watched Sera and Adam curiously. Adam didn't protest when Sera made him pay for the cakes when he had arrived last, having already been out of breath from running to find the two of you.

'So erm,' you began, unable to hold back your curiosity, 'are you guys...' you didn't finish your sentence hoping they would fill in the gap for you.

'Well,' Sera began clicking her tongue and looking at Adam with a stern face. Adam was suddenly very concentrated on his ice cream cake which he ate surprisingly slowly. 'I've decided I'll simply keep calling him my boyfriend until he gives in,' she stated matter of factly. You couldn't help but let out a snort and a giggle while Adam started coughing, seeming to choke on his cake.

'Sounds like a solid plan,' you laughed looking from Adam, who was still coughing, to Sera, who was now patting him fiercely on the back as if she had done this a thousand times before.

'I know what I like and I always get what I want,' Sera said, batting her eyelashes and flicking her hair out of her face coolly, deciding to ignore Adam's persistent coughing.

'Are you sure though?' You teased, trying not to sound judgemental while still stating your concerns. 'I mean I've known this rascal for a while and he's... something,' you decided.

Sera was one of those girls who was clearly great at picking up hints, both verbal and nonverbal. You could see the understanding in her eyes, the knowing of what you were trying to say and that you meant no judgment.

'Pfft, dating is boring. I like to claim the things I like before they're gone, you know?,' she spoke sassily. She gave Adam, who had finally stopped coughing, a sideward glance. The effect of it was immediate. He seemed to be almost captivated by her, his movements freezing mid air as he noticed her looking. 'Besides, I think we've gotten to know each other quite well over the last weekend, haven't we?' She spoke suggestively towards Adam. His cheeks instantly pinkened as his gaze was held by her for just a little longer and you remembered how you had heard her voice on the phone that following morning after the party. Adam quickly turned to you, clearing his throat and blinking as if he was looking into bright daylight now that Sera's spell seemed to have broken.

'Erm, so how's your love life then?,' he said in a weak attempt to change the subject and get the attention away from himself and Sera.

'Erm,' you began, feeling that this time, it was your turn for your cheeks to brighten up. You had no idea how to explain any of it to them right now, or even if you could. You could see Sera's eyes snapping back to you, seeing her register the panicked look in your eyes.

She clicked her tongue dismissively, leaning across the table and sliding Adam's half-eaten ice cream cake towards herself. 'Clearly, I have to teach my boyfriend some manners,' she stated, not looking at you. Adam looked up at her frowning questioningly. 'Don't you know you don't ask a girl about her relationship status?' She said knowingly as she dug into his ice cream cake.

'Didn't y/n just do that with you?' He asked incredulously. Sera rolled her eyes and took an extra big scoop from Adam's cake.

'Girls can ask girls, but boys can't ask girls,' she said knowingly, licking the icing from her fork. You couldn't help but smile at her.

'Excuse me? What is this...some kind of weird eighth-grader rule?' Adam said indignantly, folding his arms across his chest as he looked at her frowning. But you could see the look in his eyes and you knew he wasn't mad.

'Ugh, this is why I'm your girlfriend now. See, you need me for this kind of stuff. Don't worry y/n, I'll raise him right from now on,' she teased, pointing her fork from Adam to you. You chuckled.

'Who said I'll let you do anything?' Adam spoke defiantly, but the corners of his mouth were curled up.

'Don't worry darling,' she said with a wink to him, and patting him patronizingly on his arm, 'you won't get rid of me that easily.'

Adam scoffed but said no more, chewing his cheeks. But you knew he was doing his best not to laugh. You were thankful for Sera recognizing that you weren't ready to talk about your relationships with boys, if you ever would be. As you watched Adam watch Sera eat his ice cream cake with a fake sulking frown, you wondered whether he had eaten his cake slowly on purpose.

Ever since that break with the ice cream cake, Sera stuck around. You didn't mind her presence at all. On the contrary, you preferred her being there. You hadn't noticed it before, but the fact that you knew Adam had liked you always made you feel a tad awkward with him. But now with Sera there, that feeling had gone completely. It was clear he was falling hard for her, but for some reason, you didn't understand, he was playing coy. Sera on the other hand didn't seem to mind his charade at all and seemed to know just as well as you that he wasn't as disinterested as he pretended to be. Besides her cheerful and playful demeanor and her impeccable skill of picking up non-verbal hints, she was simply a nice person to have around. Even in the moments where she would be clinging to Adam's arm, you wouldn't feel excluded. Besides, it was nice to have a proper female friend and it soon felt like you had known her for years.

W R I T E R S N O T E

Hi peeps, Sorry for the super slow and inconsistent updates. My life has become busier lately which makes writing hard. The story will continue until it's finished, so don't worry, I won't abandon it. The updates will probably just remain slow and inconsistent for a while. I hope it will get better, but I can't make any promises. Love you all so much and am so thankful for all your love, votes, and comments. I still try and read every single one of them <3 Without you all, I would've never had the motivation to continue. Thank you <3 Lots of of love Dolly

[bloomingstay]

favorite kpop group tag~ thank you @binniesbang!

who is your favorite kpop group?

stray kids, if that was any surprise

which member sparked your interest first?

hyunjin! i've almost always been pulled in by the dancer (lee know i know but) specifically the style of dance hyunjin excels in. the isolation is so satisfying and cool. for some reason choreo always gets a song stuck in my head??

But also!! I had heard they produced their own music and that really got me interested in kpop again

who was your first bias?

chris bang 🤍 went from zero to ult within no more than two days tbh…

what makes them your current bias?

oh god. um. i'll put this in the least embarrassing way possible. (this is a kpop tumblr blog I should probably get over it)

it was a particularly bad year. i stumbled upon their silly videos (thank you stay for the edits<3) and they made me laugh. then i started seeing clips of chans room and him interacting with the boys and just like... he's so wonderful. he's generous and kind and loving and thoughtful. just a shy lil guy who also happens to be a flirt and a fucking dork and it's cute man idk shut upp

who is your bias wrecker?

i was certain i'd never have one, i truly adore each of those boys so so much.

i was however proven wrong after a very sweet, silly compilation of binnie being ridiculous. followed by a face cam of his sclass performance in the supreme jersey?? and the curls?? he has such amazing stage presence and he's a great dancer. but he kept going from his cute sweet binnie expressions looking like he was just so into it and having fun, to the "dark rapper" eyes and commanding stage presence. and like, wow. 🖤 i am a sucker for that kind of duality.

which members are you currently obsessing over that aren't your bias/wrecker?

in another reality han is my wrecker. that boy is the epitome of what i used to look for in guys: babygirl. lol. well, and insanely talented and funny and everything. I adore him

after befriending a couple seungmin stans, i started looking for pics and clips to send them and found myself so incredibly impressed with him and touched by some of the things he's said and done. plus he’s a funny little shit.

hwang hyunjin is such a sweet boy. since we got producer jinnie on the last album i have been looking back and just so impressed with his growth 🤍

when did you first discover the group?

(Upon editing I realize I read this as ‘how’ but oh well)

okokok so

i was a kpop fan 2014-2017 and went all in. kcon and concerts the whole thing

but then i was just on my usual 6 hour yt shorts binge as i tried to fall asleep and saw skz reacting to the "your eyes" mv, specifically felix's part, obviously. i watched it like 12 times just cry laughing at han screaming, hyunjin trying to escape, channie hiding behind his hands and squealing. it was just so funny to see a group kind of clowning their own shit? i thought they were hilarious.

then i saw julien (solomita) had reacted to 'topline' and i was soooo into it. immediately went to watch some mvs and decided cool i'll be a totally normal casual fan of this group’s music….. :)

THEN a lovely lady i'd followed on my 10 year old tumblr account posted about skz. i messaged her that I’d finally decided to check them out and she was kind enough to answer questions and entertain my onslaught of messages as I screamed about how much I love these boys. and she still does everyday so. thank you hana 🌸

have you ever been to one of their concerts?

not yet~

what are some of your favorite songs by them?

THIS SECTION TOOK ME WAY TOO LONG. disclaimer: I absolutely could not include non ot8 this would’ve been 30 songs (I’m probably going to cheat)

Hall of fame. bitch ever since that live stage (which was the first time I’d heard it) I’ve listened to the sclass album 3 times a week no joke, goddamn it’s so good. so just know, i pulled almost every song from that album off this list when i made cuts

levanter. a hard pill to swallow mid relationship struggles and holds a lot of meaning for me.

secret secret. i can't get over how professional this song sounds and how it was just a few years in?

leave. where i got my username~ like I said, relationship stuff. You have not yet really bloomed When the new season comes I hope the warmth will make you bloom Into a flower that never dies

sclass. *bling bling* HIPHOPSTEP. such a fucking chaotic mess of a jam.

megaverse. the breakdown? MEGAPHONE. Han, bitch? We make the rules nobody can hold me yeaaahhh. Your body shakes - STRAY KIDS EVERYWHERE ALL AROUND THE WORLD. Sorry, flawless.

gods menu. ate, bitch. chan was something the fuck else

domino. neeed I say more

social path is bomb

grow up. read lyrics for the first time just now ow

eternity. told u I’d cheat.

love poem. big cheat my list worth it

I am going to be so mad when I realize I missed a song I listen to 7 times a day but been doin this for 2 hours so I’m calling it. Also forgive me I’m still working through the discography (backwards) and haven’t listened to the full first couple albums.

the adhd is allowing no further focus or thought so i will be tagging the same friends as my last tag post no pressure <3

@channieblossoms @skzms @roseykat @thefantasyden @seungsungracha @astraysis @channieswife

Thank you again @binniesbang for tagging me~!

[multistanisms]

Legacy of Snow Ch.3 || Stray Kids

FANDOM: Stray Kids

PAIRING: Han x Minho

WORD COUNT: 1634

RATING: PG

POTENTIAL TRIGGERS: Mentions of blood and violence

SUMMARY:

Freshly graduated from a prestigious university for music and the arts, Han Jisung is ready to take on the world when he accepts employment at District 325 Records. Han’s dream of taking the world by storm with his talent hits a slight hiccup when a literal spark emanates from a high five he shares with his new boss. That moment brings him to the discovery that he is a direct descendant of a previous Pretear, a guardian to the world. With that knowledge he also finds that Chan isn’t entirely human, he’s what is called a Leafé Knight and he isn’t the only one who resides in the human realm.

Thrust into a fray of magic, learning his own abilities and fighting monsters of darkness, Han has a lot to endure fresh out of college. On top of it all, he has to deal with a growing attraction to one of the seven knights who fight alongside him. It’s a whirlwind for Han, but can he find his footing in the new world he’s found himself a part of?

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Chapter Three: Observations

At 1:45, Han was finishing up the setup of his computers in his office, music playing from his phone when there was a knock on the door and he looked up to see Chan. “Hey there, boss.” he chimes as he grins, waving one hand. “Lunch time already?”

“Yeah. You ready?” Chan asks as he leans against the doorway. 

“Yep!” Han hops up as he speaks, grabbing his messenger bag out of habit and looping it over his body. “Where are we going?” 

“You'll see. It's my favorite place, honestly.” Chan motions for Han to follow, leading the way to the elevators. “How are you settling in?”

“Pretty good. I was customizing my system and wallpapers.” Han replied, the pair finding pleasant conversation as Chan led the way down a few blocks. Han learned that Chan had two siblings that he doted on at every chance he was able. They talked about their families and the way they’d begun their journeys with music, and Han felt like he’d found a new older brother. It felt like no time had really passed when they reached a cafe and grill, Chan grinning as he lifted a hand to motion they had arrived.

“Here we are! Best place in the district.” Chan announced, reaching to open the door. 

“It smells amazing in here.” Han mused as he walked in, looking around at the two sides of the building - to the left was a large cafe setting that had a few students working at tables. On the right side, a beautiful restaurant with most of the tables seated. “It’s gorgeous, too.” His attention was grabbed by a white cat trotting over, moving to nuzzle at his leg. “Hello there, cutie.” He cooed, petting the cat as he babbled at it.

“Channie!” a female voice called, drawing his attention as a strawberry blonde walked over, long hair pulled into a ponytail. “I was wondering if we’d see you today.”

“Sana!” Chan chimed, opening his arms to hug the female. “I’m showing my new hire the best places in the area. This is Han. Han,” he turned to look at Han, who looked up from once again petting the cat and stood up. “This is Sana, owner of the cafe.”

“Pleasure, Miss Sana!” Han greeted, holding out a hand, glancing down as the cat wound its way around his leg. 

“Oh, I see you’ve met Yuki.” Sana smiles as she shakes Han’s hand, eyes looking down at the feline. 

“Oh, is that his name?”

“It is. He’s our little prince, so I can’t let him go, but we do have a few wandering around who need homes.” Sana confirmed, laughing when Han’s face lit up. 

“Wait, this is a cat cafe?”

“Yep. I help out a couple of the shelters when their cat roster is too big. Currently, the cafe houses nine cats other than Yuki, all of them fixed and up to date on vaccines.” Sana explained. “So if you’re considering, let one of the staff know.”

“I will, thank you.” Han replied. 

“Minho is here, too, if you’d like to join him?” Sana turns to Chan as she speaks, head nodding towards the back wall. 

“Sure, save the tables for strangers.” Chan teased, motioning for Han to follow. 

The pair head over and Han recognizes the man sitting at the table scrolling through his phone - the one from this morning in the practice room. Dark purple hair actually has a dimension of color, the overall hues just close enough to look like one shade from afar. Now up close, Han was able to see the full effect of ice blue eyes that almost looked like a sunburst crystal. The man looks up as he hears them approaching, and Han feels like he can’t breathe for a moment being so close to such a gorgeous male.

“Hey there, Minho.” Chan greeted, moving to slide into the booth across from the man, leaving room as Han blindly slides in as well.

Minho nods, eyes going to Han as his head cocks to one side. “Who’s this?”

“Oh, this is my new hire, Han.” Chan replied. “He just started at 325 today.”

Han is aware of Minho’s gaze on him, like his soul is being examined, and he lifts a hand to wave a little, his own pink gaze watching back. “Hi.”

“Hm,” Minho hums as he nods, appearing thoughtful for a moment. “I hope Chan here hasn’t given you all the boring stuff to do.” 

“Not at all! It’s actually been nice, but it’s only day one.” Han replied. 

“Is this the one you hand picked?” Minho’s attention was on Chan as he spoke, arching a brow when Chan confirmed. “Well, if Chan picked you personally, you’ll do fine. His instinct is never wrong.” Something in the way Minho says the words makes Han pause, glancing at Chan as Minho speaks again. “By the way, Chan, Yeji said to say thank you as always. It’s nice to have a space without the coach breathing down our necks.”

“You know he just wants you guys to succeed.” Chan countered. 

“He paired us simply because we’re his top skaters, Chan. You know how long it took to find chemistry.”

“You guys seemed to have good chemistry this morning?” Han chimed in, catching Minho’s eyes even though he’s engrossed in the menu. “What song were you using?” When he looks up, he smiles a little nervously at the unreadable expression on the other’s face and preoccupies himself with the menu again. 

“Minho, be nice. He means well.” Chan playfully scolded, looking up as a waiter came to get orders. 

“Isn’t that fascinating?” Minho rolled his eyes, but there was the faintest hint of a smile, which both confused and concerned Han. “But, to answer your question Han, we haven’t officially decided. We’re debating a broadway track or medley, but we can’t find one that can work what we need in the routine.”

“Broadway?” Han asked, perking up. “I actually have a medley I designed for a project if you’d like to listen? It’s a Phantom medley.”

“Like Phantom of the Opera?” Minho asked back. He takes a moment to look between the two across from him before he nods. “Sure, why not?” As Han grins and starts scrolling through his phone, Minho looks to Chan with a look of inquiry to which Chan merely shrugs. While Han is looking for the track, he reaches into his own bag to pull out a pair of headphones as he waits. 

“Ah, here it is!” Han bounces a little as he holds his phone out. “You just have to hit play.” He lets Minho take the phone, watching as the other plugs his headphones in and puts the earbuds into his ears to listen. The moment Minho’s eyes close so he can listen to the track, Han feels himself become nervous, self doubt evident as he suddenly looks down at the table where his hands are wrapped around his cup. 

“Hey.” Chan nudges Han when he sees the way the younger looks, smiling encouragingly when Han looks at him. “I’m sure it’s a great piece.”

“I haven’t let anyone hear it since my project.” Han replied. “I don’t know how a normal person will-”

“Don’t think like that, Han. I’ve seen what you’re capable of, but more importantly, you know what you’re capable of.” Chan interjected, voice more firm. “Why do you think I chose you to be the first immediate hire, hm? Don’t let that confidence vanish just because you aren’t sitting in a studio or at a soundboard. You can believe in what you create without the audio program open in front of you.”

Han is grateful to hear the words, Chan’s voice enveloping him in a wave of calm. He nodded in thanks, startling a little when a waiter approached to take their order. As the waiter walked away to put the order in, Han leaned back in his chair, sipping his drink as he waited. “That piece came out better than I expected it to, honestly.” he admitted softly. “I fought with it for over three weeks.” Chan is opening his mouth to reply when ice blue eyes open and Minho pulls his headphones out of his ears. 

“You arranged this medley?” he asked, tone indiscernible. 

Han bites his lower lip nervously as he nodded. “It was one of my last projects.” 

Minho hums to himself before fiddling with the phone in front of him, glancing up to see the amused look on Chan’s face. “What?”

“Just ask for the file, Minho.” Chan teased. 

“What?” Han’s pink eyes widened, a grin spreading across his face. “You liked it?” 

“Yeji still has to listen to it, but I can see a routine or two to it. I put my number in your phone so you can send it.” Minho replied nonchalantly. Han’s excitement was tangible, though, and he found himself unable to keep one corner of his mouth from quirking up. “Don’t get too excited, she can be a tough sell.”

“Do you have to act so cold, Minho?” Chan scolded playfully, his own cup setting back on the table. 

“Isn’t that my nature, Christopher?” Minho teased with a smirk, reaching over to pat Chan’s arm. “You of all people should know that by now.” As he withdrew his hand, his fingers brushed Chan’s cup, reaching to pick his own up and take a drink. 

“Maybe I keep hoping you’ll open up that frozen heart.” Chan countered with a laugh, shaking his head. As the waiter appeared with a cart of food, he lifted his cup to take a drink, stopping and frowning before leveling a stare at Minho. “Seriously?” he asked, sighing. “You owe me a fresh one.”

“Worth it,” Minho shrugged with a faint laugh as he thanked the server, letting them walk away before getting up to go to the counter.

Han, lost in the excitement to try the food that mingles with the scent of coffee, comes back to reality when Minho gets up. “Hey, where’s he going? The food just got here.” He cracked his chopsticks and began preparing a wrap, bouncing a little as he put it together and closed the lettuce around the ingredients. 

“He just went to get another drink, no big deal. He likes to pull pranks from time to time, you’ll get used to it once you get to know him.” Chan assured, moving to take a bite of his ramyeon. 

At the reassurance, Han continued to munch on his food, moaning at the taste. “This is probably the best wraps I’ve had in ages.” he praised, stuffing another bite in his mouth. Minho returned with fresh drinks, and the trio fell into a comfortable rhythm as they ate with light conversation. 

“You look like a quokka.” Minho said suddenly, head cocked to one side. 

Han looked up in confusion, cheeks puffed with food as he ate. “Hm?”

“You. Look. Like. A. Quokka.” Minho reiterated slower, earning himself a smack from Chan from across the table. 

“Be nice, Minho.”

Han made a noise as he swallowed his food, shaking his head. “No, no, it’s fine. I’ve been called a lot worse, actually. At least quokkas are cute. My brother calls me ‘Little Squirrel’.”

“Is that name from how you eat?” Minho inquired flatly, one brow arched up. 

“Lee Minho,” Chan scolded despite Han’s laughter. “Would it kill you to be nice to my employee?” Han’s laughter only increased at the words, reaching to wave his hand to show it didn’t bother him. 

“You cannot tell me he doesn’t look like a quokka, Chan.” Minho countered. 

“Regardless-”

“It’s okay, really.” Han brushed off, finishing making the last of his lettuce wraps. “I don’t mind being called a quokka.” He took a bite of his wrap when he finished speaking, humming contentedly. 

“I should get to the rink. I have my solo stuff to work on today as well.” Minho mused, moving to stand up and grab his jacket. “Say Chan, how is our little problem going?”

Chan gave Minho a pointed look, but shrugged it off after a moment. “Day to day, but no luck yet. I’ll follow up later.”

“Later it is.” Minho nodded, waving a hand at Han. “It was nice to meet you, Han. Don’t let this one work you too hard.” Even if his face wasn’t particularly readable, Han could hear the playful note in the words. 

“I won’t. You be safe.” Han replied, a breath before Chan spoke up. 

“You don’t go causing any trouble, Minho.” 

“Who do I look like, Seungmin?” Minho laughed a little, waving over his shoulder as he headed out, leaving the two at the table. 

“He doesn’t seem too terrible,” Han mused, popping the last bite of his food into his mouth. 

“You were with me.” Chan laughed a little, lifting his cup to take another drink. “He had no reason to detest you. If there’s anyone he trusts when it comes to people, it’s me.”

“How come?”

Chan hums to himself, thinking for a moment. “I have a way with people, I guess. I can get a feel for their intentions really well.”

“So you’re good at reading people.” Han concluded. 

“You could say that,” Chan agreed, pulling his wallet out to put a tip on the table. “I’m gonna go pay. Are you ready?”

“Yeah, let me finish my drink and we’ll be good to go.” Han assured, lifting his cup as he slid out of the booth to let Chan out. He watched Chan walk away, taking his last drink and setting the now empty cup back on the table. The motion brought his attention to one of the cups sitting around Chan’s bowl, the light casting a sheen over the frozen block inside the mug. Confusion distorted his face as he tried to understand what he was seeing, but Chan’s greeting when he came back pulled him from his thoughts. “Are we all set?”

“Yep, let’s head back.”

“What’s the plan?”

“Well, I have two recording sessions scheduled. Would you like to see my process and meet the artists?”

“Sounds like a plan if I’ve ever heard one!” Han excitedly chimed, falling in step with Chan as they walked the distance back to the building. His excitement was enough that the memory of the frozen cube on the table was forgotten as he looked forward to the rest of what the day would hold.

[smolwritingchick]

I need Jennie to featuring on Stray Kids's Bang Chan's VLive Channie's Room </3 I just know jennie would immediately click with him considering just how passionate they both are and leaving their homes for their passions at such a young age would make them relate to each other even more, especially with chan also being a 97 liner

Omg Stray kids!! Bang Chan was my bias! I used to follow Stray Kids during their pre debut and so on. Then I fell off K-Pop 😭 I’m very behind with everybody I used to listen to. Idk if I’ll ever be back deep in it again but I’m so happy the group is thriving. Ever since I listened to them, I knew they’d be huge!! The talent 🙌🏾 I should check out their stuff again, it’s been years. It was great to see Stray Kids at the Met Gala.

I loveee this idea! This is beautiful, I see the vision! Thank you! 📝

[cinhomi]

unfortunately I had a nine am class 💀 it completely slipped my mind last night that milk tea had caffeine haha

class was good though, at least most of the lectures were :P

hanjisungstatas sounds delish. not me renaming the blog name to something jiddies related even though I don't really post there anymore-

OK RORA MY LOVE I PROMISED filthy ot8 thoughts and unsurprisingly its Chan related. again. like Chan absolutely strikes me as having a devotion kink in the sense he's absolutely head over heels for the rest of skz. possessive, too, I just read a fic about dragon!channie and how he'd just hoard them and sit on top of them- he always has to have them near, a stray kid cuddled into his arms, telling him that he's theirs, hyung is here. love being the centre of their affection. being felt up. loved being known that the 8 of then are so tightly intertwined they're inseparable. loves worshiping each of them, watching them fuck in his bed. he's theirs and they're his.

there was more to this but I completely forgot 🥲 hope you're having a great day my love <3 I will go to sleep now (finally!)

- titracha nonnie

my reaction to this whole ask wtf nonnie why are you always right...

there could be a whole lore built around this concept... ah... I have so many ideas about this? I would need a bit more time to think about it tho... this is genious and perfectly makes sense. are you graduated in Chanology perhaps? I want more about this omg I have so many concepts to go in depth with thanks to you but I have so many things to write this is a curse I'm cursed. I don't know if I should add something now or wait for a better moment... oh...

Channie being possessive, obsessed with his members... because he's the leader and he chose them and they are sewn together by destiny's thread... doing everything together... feeling for each other love in its purest form... omg I adore this.

ANYWAY WHERE DO YOU FIND SUCH FICS I WANT THEM TOO PLEASE??????? DROP SOME RECS?????????? it also has been a while since I last searched through tags because now I usually just check how my fics are doing lol

If you come back with this I'll write more about it, it's a promise!

[skzkorean]

Let’s run

Fun fact Han's Run only has "run" in Korean 3 times and one of them is about a moving car :D

달리다 is Korean word for run and it's one of those fun ones that changes into 달려 with 요 but stays 달리 with 고.

Example!

달리고 있어 Ey uh Dali*, Picasso

...

발을 굴려 달려 I’m on that Runner’s High

:D Both in Runner's high

*no because 달리 is gonna be pronounced with the L sound so DALI see what they did there?! :D

SKZ sing about running a lot. As a reaction to pressure and how they have to keep moving always, a reaction to pressure when they want to run and hide, reminding you that you actually don't need to run, and the concept of running time in particular.

When I search, I find 113 instances of 달려 and 28ish of 달리 in their lyrics so I'm definitely not going through all of them.

Idk what it is about this particular combination of sounds but I often find it very easy to hear in songs.

In My Pace we have a comforting line:

천천히 달려도 괜찮아 meaning "it's ok to run slowly"

*I don't wanna get into this because that's not what I'm here for but I'm a lyrics nerd and isn't it amazing how they are like ~yeah you have to run because we live in the time we live in and the industry is crushing us but hey you can run slowly fuck them. ANYWAY BACK TO TASK.

The verse continues:

나의 길을 따라 my lane 급한 맘 내려놔 앞만 보고 달려가

meaning

"Follow my path my lane Take it easy Just look ahead and run"

Listen to curly hair Channie sing it to you at 1:24

I mentioned this in the previous post but Maze of Memories starts with running time and Felix pronounces it very clearly:

시간은 달려가 마치 내 꿈처럼 day and night

Interestingly, the song also ends with this word in the last line, by I.N:

내일을 보고 조금 더 달려 Never give up

meaning: look at tomorrow and run a bit more

I.N's might be harder to hear because of the distortion but once you hear it you'll always hear it i promise!

Here's a cluster of runners in Chronosaurus:

+ one 달리 :D

Definitely a "go listen and see if you can catch them all" situation, it's all in the chorus.

I'm using Genius for this translation:

박차고 달려가 숨이 차도 끊임없이 달려 시간은 왜 내게 빨리 달려오는데 박차고 달려가 넘어져도 어김없이 달려 날 볼 수도 없게 앞으로 달리면 돼

Woah woah woah yeah yeah 틱탁틱탁 gettin’ closer Woah woah woah yeah yeah 째깍째깍 빨리 달려

I just dash out even if I get out of breath I run constantly Why does time run to me so fast? I just dash out even if I fall I keep running I can just run so time can't even see me

Woah, woah, woah, yeah, yeah Tick tock, tick tock, gettin' closer Woah, woah, woah, yeah, yeah Tick tock, tick tock, run fast

If you're wondering, 박차다 is to storm out.

Now if you... unlike Stray Kids :( ... remember and listen to Booster. You can hear this word a lot in the ... chorus? post chorus? chorus outro? 1:16 and again 3:24.

제쳐 나가 제쳐 나가 (달려가) 헤쳐 나가 헤쳐 나가 (달려가 달려가) 제쳐 나가 제쳐 나가 (달려가)

meaning push through, push through, run!

Pacemaker and Runners High are also filled with this version of "run".

And if you listen to Drive, you can hear them say it right here:

쉬지 않고 달려 feel the heat inside

Meaning: run without a break, but i think this one is about car again.

or y'know... whatever it is you think the song is about :D

Pictured above, a car enthusiast.

As for 달리 ... there's not THAT much of it and I certainly don't find it that easy to hear but if you're one of the 0.01 stays who listen to slump korean version, you can find it there :D And Felix RUNS through it in The View.

As mentioned before it has a solid presence in Runner's High tho.

Now everyone say "Thank you, Changbin" because he slows down so you can hear it after 2:17. And ofc Chan starts his verse with that Dali word play from the start.

On the new album FNF has both versions of the word.

겁 없이 달리다 널 놓칠까 봐, I shout, shout, shout

(meaning as i run without fear, I'm afraid I'll lose you)

That one is very easy to hear at the start of Changbin's verse

달려가 쫓아가 불가능해도

(meaning I run after you, even if it's impossible)

This is at the very end after the catching up part, sang by Felix.

And that's it for this one! Happy listening!