#while jinnie was sleeping next to me :')

[jinnie-ret]

9th member whos family is extremely unsupportive of their career choices, skz do their best to cheer them up after a loud argument that the boys overhear. their family is rude and downright mean to their 9th member and they cant let them be put down by their family so they remind her that theyre her family. love your writing.

family is complicated

stray kids x ninth member!reader (platonic)

genre: angst, fluff

content warnings: emotionally abusive parents

word count: 1.6k

summary: after your troubling phone call is overhead by all of the boys, they comfort you and reassure you that they are your true family

Thank you sm for your request!! I hope you enjoy this one too :)))

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"Y/Nnie! Lunch is ready," Chan called the maknae into the kitchen, plating up some food for her. Although they lived in different dorms now, Y/N staying with 3RACHA and Hyunjin, and Lee Know and Felix staying with VocalRACHA, they decided to do a whole group meal today.

Everyone was sat waiting at the table, before a sluggish looking Y/N padded into the kitchen, wiping sleep away from her eyes.

"Aw bless her, she looks exhausted," Felix whispered and frowned to Han, who nodded along.

"It's her mum and dad again, don't mention them yeah?" Han quietly replied, offering a light smile to Y/N when she plonked herself down into the chair opposite him.

"Mmm, what's for breakfast?" Y/N blinked her eyes rapidly, where redness could be seen around the lids. After an endless streams of texts from her parents last night, she cried herself to sleep, the boys doing their best to comfort her before she allowed herself to break down.

"It's lunch time, silly," Hyunjin fondly giggled as he ruffled her hair and placed a cup of tea down in front of her. "Here, peppermint tea, I know it's your favourite."

"Thanks Jinnie," Y/N tilted her head upwards and he smiled and scrunched his nose at her in response.

"It's nice having lunch together like this, I feel like we haven't done it in a while," Jeongin commented, twirling some ramen with his chopsticks.

"We had fried chicken at the company like two days ago," Changbin pointed out and laughed.

"Yeah but it's different being sat around the table with a home cooked meal," Lee Know nodded and agreed with Jeongin.

"It's different now, like sometimes I get a facetime and just have Seungmin staring at me whilst he eats like," Han starts laughing, and mimics the face the puppy like member of the group would pull.

"What do you think about eating on your own, Seungmin? Now that we've split into different dorms," Chan asked curiously from one end of the table.

"I love it so much," Seungmin genuinely and joyfully says, causing everyone to break out into laugh, Hyunjin's iconic cackle sticking out amongst them all. Even Y/N, in a tired quiet mood, broke out into a smile.

But that happy mood, was torn in half by the ringtone that blared from Y/N's phone. She picked up her phone and sighed when she saw the contact name, pinching the bridge of her nose.

"Are you ok, Y/N?" Minho queried gently from next to her, making his tone more caring and comforting like he always did when he spoke to her. She was similar to Felix in that she had a sensitive heart.

"I'm f-fine, umm, I've got to take this," Y/N scoots out of her chair from the dining table, and walks round the corner from the kitchen into the hallway that followed down to their individual bedrooms.

"I'm worried about her," Jeongin spoke up, a frown tugging on his features, the corners of his mouth pulled downwards.

"I swear if that's her parents-" Changbin gritted his teeth.

"When will you come home and leave that useless job behind you?"

"Mum, why do you always do this to me? I'm doing something that I truly love and you always dismiss it!"

"I don't care about what you enjoy doing. You're not thinking about your family. How could you leave us like this? It's disrespectful. You've betrayed us!"

"I send money to you every month! I support you! I do everything I can, mum!"

"Your everything isn't good enough, Y/N. You're an embarrassment to the whole family."

"Mum don't say that!"

Then there was the sound of the phone call being hung up on, and Y/N quickly dashed past the opening of the hallway to rush into the bathroom.

"Don't tell me what I can and cannot do, girl. I thought you may have changed your mind after my wise words last night, but I can see you're still as stupid and ignorant as ever."

"Y/N-" Han stood up to stop her and grab her attention, but she had already slammed the door.

"Have they always been that bad?" Seungmin questioned, appalled at the phone call they all overheard.

In her tired state, Y/N must have put the call on loudspeaker, and not realised that the boys had heard it too.

"I knew they were bad but... hearing her own mother yell at her like that... I thought the texts were bad," Chan sighed and shook his head. His hands rested on the table and he cracked his knuckles together.

"Why, what happened with the texts? Hannie said just to act normal but..." Felix brought up what he had said earlier.

"Yesterday she got some threatening texts from her dad, telling her he'd fly over to Seoul and personally drag her back home, and if she didn't 'comply and obey him' he'd make sure that she'd 'pay for it'," Hyunjin sighed, quoting the exact words he read from Y/N's phone himself.

"That bastard threatened violence?!" Lee Know exclaimed in disbelief, his fist clenched tightly around the edge of the table.

"We should check on her," Jeongin got up as he shook his head, walking round to the bathroom and knocking on the door. "Y/Nnie? Do you want to talk about what happened, love? We all heard," he added onto the end.

"No, it's fine, Innie. I'm ok, please don't come in," Y/N's voice cracked. "I just want some time to myself," she whimpered from the cold bathroom floor, rocking back and forth as she tried to process the words her own mother threw at her once more. Her mind was frantically pulling her in all sorts of different directions, saying 'what if' a thousand times.

"Sweetheart, please talk to us, we're worried about you," Felix's deep voice came from the other side of the door.

"I'm fine," Y/N sniffled, shakily standing up as her head pounded from all of the stress.

"You're not, we can hear it in your voice, Y/Nnie," Lee Know said firmly, a hint of frustration in his voice but only because he cared about her so much.

"Please open the door, Y/N," Jeongin tried again, hand resting against the door.

"She's not going to, mate," Bang Chan sighed, slumping down into the sofa, stretching out his neck and body. "She said she wants to be alone."

But then, the lock to the bathroom door clicked, revealing an exhausted looking Y/N who had tear streams down her face, as well as red eyes and a red nose.

"I don't want to talk about it," Y/N could barely look up at the three members that had been stood outside of the bathroom waiting for her.

"That's fine, just come sit with us, yeah?" Felix grabbed her hand gently.

"Don't shut us out, please," Lee Know ducked his head down to look into her eyes, and the girl nodded, still looking down at her feet. He rested his hand on her lower back as they encouraged her to head through to the lounge.

"Come here," Hyunjin opened his arms immediately as soon as she entered the room and just like that she was glued to his side.

"Y/N, I know you won't want to talk about it, but let us talk to you, ok?" Changbin started, "The way you have been treated by your parents, is by all means, not ok."

"And we want you to know, because we heard what your mum said, you are enough for us," Seungmin added on.

Their kind words caused her to let out a sob, and she heard coos and hushes around her of 'oh, Y/N!'.

"Darling, please don't get upset," Han crouched down in front of Y/N and wiped her tears away, and Hyunjin's arms tightened around her.

"I-it's just, it's-" Y/N couldn't get her words out before another sob ripped from her throat.

"Y/Nnie, breathe, it's ok love, take your time," Chan gently spoke up, causing her to listen to his words and actively take some deep breaths.

"We won't let you feel down ever again from the things they had said or done to you," Lee Know promised.

"We're your family, Y/Nnie," Jeongin cracked a small smile, eyes glistening with tears of his own.

"I wish you had been my family from the start. I feel like I've wasted so much of my life already," Y/N cried out, her hands digging into her legs.

"Oh, if we could have been a group from the start I'm sure we would have. Just think this, you've got us now. I know it's easier said then done, but don't worry about the past. Let's just think about our future, ok?" Changbin said from next to her on the sofa, gently pulling her hands away from her lap to prevent her from causing more harm.

"But what if-" Y/N stuttered and stopped herself from continuing once more.

"There are no what ifs with us, Y/N," Hyunjin rubbed circles into her shoulders.

"Yeah, you're stuck with us now," Han joked, trying to lighten the mood, and it worked.

For a few more moments you revelled in the comfort of being with your members, your family before going on with the rest of your day. And if anyone asked Chan if he blocked your mum and dad's phone numbers, he'd say no, of course. If they were really worried, they had other ways of getting in contact. It wouldn't hurt anyone. Just make your lives easier as a family.

tagged: @skz-streamer @kiraisastay @hannahhbahng @backintomykpopphaseagain @sakufilms @hanjiquokkaaa @arloo00 @dunno-wut-to-do @splat00z @cheesemonky

[leeknow-thoughts]

Headcanons of how the boys would be with their partner after a festival/concert. Like I'm imaging them all desperate to work off the high their on or keep it going with hot sweaty sex with their partner.

no friend you are so fucking right

okok here are some headcanons >:3

𝝑𝝔 cw : bulletpoint format, rimming (Felix), cockwarming, kinda voyeurism (all except seung and Lix), I think that's it???

CHAN :

oh he's so sleepy and soft after the concert but he doesn't act fuck you like he's tired !!

he's POUNDING you after a concert

i think he'd wait to get back to the hotel room but maybe if he's SUPER desperate he'll have you dry hump him in the car back to the hotel

honestly leaves you more exhausted than him when he's done w you

MINHO :

HIS STAMINA IS SO INSANELY HIGH he's the kinda person to work out AFTER a 3 hour set list at a concert like bro HOWWWW

he's def more slow and sensual after a concert, he wants to take his time with you when he's like this

trust me you'll still feel it the next day, but he's absolutely WORSHIPPING you

okok alsoooo if you suck his cock in a dressing room after a show he'll love you forever #vouyerminho2k24

CHANGBIN :

binnie boy wants you to give him a tit job after a show

oh yeah bonus points if it's in a bathroom or a dressing room :33

he'd probably fall asleep like 5 minutes after he nuts when he's super sleepy like this :c

oh also he'll probably cockwarm you back at the hotel, both of you laying on the bed, his cock just resting in your cunt, and he'll probably fall asleep like that tbh

HYUNJIN :

hyunjin is fucking you BEFORE a set, eating your cunt in a bathroom 10 minutes before he goes on stage

oh maybe maybe maybe he makes you wear a cute little butt plug while you enjoy his concert, that way when he gets done he'll fuck your cute little ass after he gets done performing

i can't talk about my jinnie without talking about him being all subby and soft, so maybe after a concert you're both back at the hotel and he sees you in your cute sleep shorts and he is practically PULLING you to sit on his face oh yeah :c

also eats your cunt after a concert

JISUNG :

holy balls he is insane, he gets a boner right before going on stage and suddenly you're stuck sucking his cock in one of the dressing rooms

also also also he's so so sleepy after a concert :c poor bb is so tired

he's def cockwarming you when you both get back to the hotel :3

and he's just so lazily fucking up into your cunt and he just lets out the cutest and sweetest little whines and whimpers oh yeah :c

FELIX :

he's so sleepy and subby after a set, like more than he usually is

PLEASE suck his cute little cock <3 he'll love you forever and ever

oh and his thighs will twitch when he cums down your throat :c

oh oh oh or let him sit on your face and tongue fuck his cute little hole, maybe even finger it open for him afterwards <3

SEUNGMIN :

firm believer that he would be so fucking EXHAUSTED after a concert he would not have any brain power to get horny that is unless you are horny

if that's the case he's def more soft and sweet, he'll be so nice and sweetieful, he just doesn't have the energy to be mean

he'll finger fuck you back at the hotel and watch you thrash around on the bed

maybe just maybe he'll fuck you, but it will be lazy and sloppy and you'll both pass out from exhaustion afterwards

JEONGIN :

this boy is so incredibly horny after a set and he has no idea why

so obviously you are gonna let him completely WRECK your pussy in one of the dressing rooms

he'll clasp his hand over your mouth or shove his fingers down your throat to keep you quiet. he doesn't want his hyungs to hear you after all

oh oh oh he def eats his cum out of your cunt when he's done too <33

[skzstoryvault]

Relax! Take it easy <3 (Hyunjin, a bit spicy)

F! Reader x boyfriend Hyunjin

very short read

one-shot

Hyunjin is sick and exhausted and needs a bit of persuasion to allow himself some time to recover

Hyunjin is also super cute and very whipped for his girl

This story contains some lazy, sleepy sex

This is in no way meant as a commentary on the real persons depicted here. They all deserve the world.

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Hyunjin has been having a bad luck streak lately. First, his voice began to fail him, then his joints and muscles started acting up. He’s had his wisdom teeth extracted and went to a fan event right after and now? Now he has a bad shoulder that hurts with every movement he makes. It comes and goes, the pain, and his doctors don’t know what the cause is or how to treat it just yet.

“Jinnie, you are exhausted, that’s why it feels like you are falling apart. You need to take it easy for a bit. Get a few days of back-to-back rest and good sleep so your body can have the chance to recover...” You tell him, watching him sit curled up miserably at the top of your bed and putting his favorite blanket of yours around his shoulders. “I can’t, Stay will mind.” 

“I’m a Stay too and I say I want you happy and recharged, and if I had a choice, I’d rather not see you for a while than see you crumble on stage or dance with tears of pain in your eyes.” “You just say that because you love me.” “Yes! As would anyone who knows you. Jinnie, please. Please rest.” “But Channie-hyung will be upset, and so will Scheduling.” “I’ll make the calls, okay?” “We don’t have anything for Friday and Saturday, maybe I can rest then?”

“I will still call, so they don’t see the free slots and book you anyway.” “Thank you.” Hyunjin says, looking wretched and small from his blanket cocoon. “You know I love you? You care so much, and look after me so well.” “I love you too, Jinnie. A lot-lot, you know?” You give back, leaning in to smooth the hair from his forehead and kiss the clammy skin. On the phone, Chan is, of course, understanding and concerned. The people in Scheduling are a bit more neurotic about the news, but even they are aware that Hyunjin is no good to them in his current state. 

When you return to your boyfriend’s side, he is napping with his nose buried into the blanket you gave him. You approach to tuck him in more securely, and he sleepily reaches for you. 

“Don’t go, please.” His voice comes out as a creaky, pitiful whisper. 

You relent immediately and lie down next to him. He sleepily rearranges himself around you and spreads the blanket over both of you. Not a minute passes before he takes his nose out of the blanket and buries it in the skin at the side of your neck, moving it up and down and side to side, managing to tickle you. “Hey now, rest first. We can horse around later.” You gently chide, running a hand through his hair and scritching his scalp to help him relax. He huffs into your shoulder in protest, but behaves. It’s evening when you wake up, having fallen asleep next to Hyunjin as well. The first thing you become aware of is how hard he is under the thigh you have flung over him. The second is that he’s at least partially awake and covertly rubbing himself against your thigh, holding it in place with one of his hands. His fingers dig into the flesh of your thigh almost desperately, like he’s afraid you will turn to smoke and escape him if he loosens his hold the slightest bit.

He has so much on his plate, your baby. He is trying to please so many people and he neglects himself so much. So him wanting to get off even while still mostly asleep, and wanting to use you to help, softens you to the extreme.

“Baby? Are you with me? How are you feeling?” You ask, lifting your head so you can start peppering sloppy kisses to his lips and around, moving on to nibble on his jaw and neck. 

“Sleepy… and hard.” He says, pouting. “Wanna hit.” “So why don’t you? I’m right here. You can just… “ “Mhhh yes, yes. Thank you.” He whispers. “‘m lazy.” 

“Shhh, I know. Let me.” You make quick work of his and your underwear, lying back down half on top of him and nuzzling the warm skin of his neck before seeking his lips for a kiss. Your hair falls between you like a curtain, sheltering you from the rest of the world and you blindly, but with sure moves, take him inside you, hissing at the way his cock spreading you open feels. It never gets old - that first breach, the shock to your senses. This time it’s accompanied by a scarily intense spasm of your womb, and that’s undiluted arousal and anticipation on your part as you take all of him in. “Awh, fuck. So deep.” Hyunjin’s voice rings strained. “So… tight. It’s always like the first time with you.” 

Another spasm deep inside you, stronger this time, makes you scrunch your features�� - it’s the same part of you that’s trying to kill you once a month, letting you know you’re aroused off your tits and giving you a spasm of pleasure so intense it nearly swings into pain, making your features contort from how intense it feels. This has nothing to do with how big Hyunjin is inside you or how harsh his thrusts are. It’s just a deeply human, almost petty satisfaction at feeling how good he’s making you feel and that he and not someone else is giving you this much pleasure. 

“What was that? Did… did I hurt you? Angle change?” He asks, immediately concerned for you although just seconds ago he was lost to his own enjoyment, eyes closed and head pushed back into the pillow. 

“No, no, keep going, it’s just… sometimes some other organs join in my feeling good.”

Hyunjin gasps and indulges your request. You push yourself up with your hands on his t-shirt covered chest, sighing at the change of angle adding yet another layer of sensation. But you don’t sit up straddling him all the way, needing the closeness to get the friction against your clit. “Oh fuck… hell, no!” Hyunjin panics, looking at you apologetically. “I’m- I’m g-g-go… aghhh, fuck-” His losing his composure to how good it feels to be inside you, fucking you, also throws you over the edge. You lean back down, wanting to kiss his moans and unhinged whines into yourself, feeling like a succubus thriving off the stolen pleasure of your willing victim. 

All through his high, he keeps his eyes on you, watching you in this absolutely rapt way, reaching up and touching your lips in awe, caressing your cheek, then tracing the gentle contours of your boobs through the fabric of your shirt. 

“How are you real? How are you mine?” He whispers, his voice still hoarse and betraying how gone he is. “And you let me come inside you… I feel like I’m desecrating a temple every time.” 

You smile, liking how awed his little ramblings get when his mind is completely switched off. 

“I’m not complaining. But if it makes you feel better, you can think you’re an ancient Greek. They used to bring erm... seeds as offerings for their goddess of the harvest.” “I want to give you something you can actually use!” Hyunjin says, smiling like the best inspiration ever just struck him. “Soon as I feel better and get up from here… I’ll make you a nice kimchi with no fish guts… and the fattest kimbap roll you’ve ever seen, with the yummiest filling. Maybe even some hotteok too, if I manage. Mhmmmmm. You will have the happiest belly in all of Seoul.” You laugh softly. He’s slipping into a restful sleep, and even now, all he’s thinking of is how he can please you more. “Oh you’re on, mister. Don’t think I won’t hold you to that… but for now, just focus on feeling better.” 

[prettygirlsstanskz]

somno with hyunjin tho!!!!!!!!

you'd be sleeping in a tank top and shorts and you'd be wiggling around in your sleep, trying to get comfortable and hyunjin just thinks you look so cute and so fuckable like that.

he'd probably wait for you to settle on your back before brushing stray hairs from your face in a feeble attempt to wake you, but when you don't respond, he'd trail his fingers from your head down to your chin and then your collarbones where he'd mess around with the top of your tank top.

"i'm gonna take this off, okay, love?" he'd whisper, circling your nipple with his finger. after you whine a little bit, turning your head to the side, he would take it as a sign of you being at least a little bit awake and he would start to slide it up to your chin.

"lift your arms for me," hyunjin would whisper, and in your half awake state, you would obey, lifting your arms and then your head just enough for him to slide the thin top up and over and onto the floor next to the bed.

hyunjin would just look at you, all the parts of you he had just uncovered, before leaning down to lick a stripe from your neck to your nipple, swirling his tongue around for a second before taking it into his mouth and sucking on it, enjoying the way you reacted, arching slightly into him, small whines leaving your lips as you turned your head to the other side.

hyunjin would give just as much attention to your other nipple, making sure he left both sticky and wet before kissing his way down to your bellybutton and then leaving kisses along the top of the waistband of your shorts.

he would kiss you over your shorts, over your mound, leaving wet spots where his tongue stayed in the same spot for just a little too long.

"so pretty, love," he'd whisper as he slid your shorts and panties down your legs and past your feet at the same time. "so so pretty,"

he would discard the garments down on the floor with your top before laying on his stomach, face just inches from your core. he would admire you for a while, complimenting your body under his breath.

but he would slowly start to feel the admiration turn into something more, something like lust. he would reach up to rub your clit with his finger, then a stripe down to your hole, feeling your wet folds on the way.

"so wet," he would murmur, finally scooting forward enough to taste you. "so wet for me,"

hyunjin would lick up and down your folds once more before taking your clit in his mouth and sucking on it, bringing his fingers up to enter your hole below.

you would whine, the sounds quickly turning into moans as hyunjin fucks his fingers into you, swirling his tongue around your clit before sucking it again.

"hyune..." you'd mumble, eyes starting to flutter open. a broken whine would escape you, tears prickling the corners of your eyes as you begin to feel what's going on.

"jinnie.." your hands would fumble around for his, settling on his hair instead. "jinnie, please.. please please please," you wouldn't know what you were pleading for, you would just know you wanted it.

"i know, love, i know," hyunjin would whisper into your pussy. "i know i know,"

hyunjin would speed up the pace as soon as he hears your voice raise an octave. oh, he would be hitting all the spots he knows you're sensitive to, eager to drive you to your high, eager to hear the pretty little sounds you make.

"'s too much, jinnie," you would cry, back arching off the bed, your fingers leaving hyunjin's head to grip the sheets beneath you. "hyun, 's too mu–" your sentence would be cut short by the sudden moan hyunjin causes as he hits your g-spot.

"fu– fuck, hyun, fuck, please,"

his fingers would hit the same spot over and over again, only slowing down when he knows you're cumming. he would fuck you gently with his fingers, releasing your clit to lean up and kiss your warm face, letting you taste yourself on his tongue.

when he feels you finally start to come down from your high, he'll pull away and remove his fingers, bringing them to your lips. you would immediately take them in your mouth, sucking softly on the skin as you grow tired once more.

hyunjin would kiss the tears from your closed eyes. "was it too much, love? was i too much?"

you'd hold his wrist, rubbing soft circle into the palm of it while still licking and sucking the fingers in your mouth.

"no," you'd murmur around his fingers, taking back your earlier words. "you're never too much. never,"

hyunjin would settle down next to you, slowly removing his fingers from your mouth. he would laugh a little at your whine, shushing you with a chaste kiss to your lips. "i'm gonna clean you up, okay? i'll be right back,"

you would feel his hands on your body, damp towel covering the tracks he had left.

"d'you want me to do you, too?" you would ask once he's laid down next to you again, opening your eyes to see him.

but, he would just shake his head, pressing a kiss to your nose.

he had taken care of himself in the bathroom after he looked down and realised he came in his pants, probably at the same time you did. it didn't bother him much. he had woken you up to satisfy the desires in his chest, but it very quickly turned into satisfying you. cumming on his own was just an added extra, something he hadn't planned on.

"go to sleep, little love. you're tired,"

you wouldn't fight it, eyes fluttering shut as you leaned your head into his chest. "g'night, jinnie. love you," you would whisper.

and hyunjin would whisper back, "love you too,"

[desi2go]

Sick days

pairing: sick!Hyunjin x reader

Warnings: fluf

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

They all were already sweaty and chatted.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You gave your boyfriend a kiss on the cheek.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

When he was finished, he took the medicine.

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

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

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

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

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

"Yeah, just a bit cold"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[mykoreanlove]

conditional

„Baby? I’m home.“

Hyunjin came back from practice, beaten and tired, but eager to see you again. He threw his new Versace bag in the corner and scouted the area for you. “Baby?”

But his baby was nowhere to be found. He looked for you in every room – the living room was empty even though there were still some vanilla scented candles burning. Your bedroom was empty too, it still looked the same way it did when Hyunjin left you this morning. Now he was getting worried. “Y/Nnie?” He opened the door to your office but that was empty, too. Silently, he muttered to himself. “Damn, y/n, where are you?”

It wasn’t until he opened the door to the bathroom that he found you – passed out on the cold marble tiles.

Hyunjin was startled but quickly regained composure as he noticed your journal right next to you. He smirked amused. “Did you fall asleep while journaling again? What are you manifesting this time, baby?”

He crouched down and took a look at your journal, his handsome features suddenly turned ice-cold. Privacy was important in every relationship, especially this one, but he couldn’t help himself. He scanned the pages roughly – words of self-abuse were written all over those white pages. Hyunjin turned around and took a good look at you. Your face, even though you were asleep, looked in distress. Your cheeks were reddened, eyes puffy with your mascara smeared, turning you into a panda. “My baby cried herself to exhaustion”, he muttered in disbelief.

Your boyfriend decided to let you sleep for a while and invaded your privacy instead, he needed to know what made you upset like this. Was it wrong? Yes. Did he care? No.

He sat right next to you and took your journal into his hands. He once gifted you this brown leather book, in the hopes of you filling it with the most beautiful words. But what was written in here was far from beautiful.

I had a talk with Chan today. His daddy sensors were tingling, and he somehow knew that I felt off. I swear to God, he sees me as another kid of his. But I admit, it feels nice. I don’t like talking about my insecurities but with him it’s kinda easy. I never talk about them with anyone, not even Jinnie. I just can’t. I don’t want to.

Hyunjin stopped reading and let out a deep sigh. He looked at you again, wondering why you kept secrets from him. It hurt him tremendously, the love of his life couldn’t communicate her deepest pain with him. Instead, she talked to his hyung? He would confront Chan later, now was not the time for more drama.

How did I end up talking to Chan in the first place? Well, I ran into him when I was on the way back home. I had a very important doctor’s appointment today.

Hyunjin’s whole body shuddered, anxiety taking over. An important doctor’s appointment? How did he not know this? Were you sick? Was something wrong? He panicked, internally debating if he should wake you this instant. He chose to continue reading instead.

I have very bad period cramps and decided to check them out, so I went to the doctor. And he did some tests and what do you know? I might not be fertile. Can you believe that? Me, a young woman in the prime of her life, may not be fertile. I might never become a mom. Jinnie might never become a dad. At least, not with me.

Hyunjin choked.

Panicked, he turned around and faced you again. “Baby. My baby, I am so sorry. I am so so sorry that you had to handle this on your own. Oh my god, y/nnie.” He caressed your cheek with his hand and watched you sleep. He felt guilty, as if he missed out on important parts of your life. Why didn’t you trust him with this?

He noticed the tear strains on the next pages, tearing up as well.

It’s not fair.

Life is not fair. Why is something like this happening to me? I always took care of my body. I eat healthy, I work out, I take my vitamins but somehow, I’m not able to become a mom? Heck, I don’t even know if I want kids, but now I probably will never have the choice to decide.

Why me?

Hyunjin stopped reading for a second. He felt your pain in every written word and it shook him to the core. He couldn’t even imagine what it must be like to be in your skin right now.

And after this appointment I ran into Chan in the park. I didn’t want to talk about it, but I guess I needed to let off some steam. I told him about the test results, and I told him that I felt like a giant failure, and I told him that I had no idea how I should tell Jinnie. Or rather if I should tell him at all or simply break up with him.

Hyunjin rolled his eyes at your dramatic ass. “As if you just could break up with me y/n. You’re stuck with me forever.” He continued reading.

Chan just listened and asked me one single question. Just one.

Do you believe you’re worthy of being loved?

Isn’t it funny how one question can catch you off guard? Because that is exactly what happened. And now I’m sitting here on the cold bathroom floor trying to make sense of it.

Do I believe I’m worthy of being loved?

“Please say yes, please say yes, please say yes”, Hyunjin muttered under his breath.

I guess?

I mean I have a wonderful boyfriend who clearly loves me very much, so the answer kind of has to be yes.

But do -I- believe I am worthy of being loved?

Hyunjin paused one last time and looked at you. He wondered if he should stop reading, he wondered if he was armed for whatever was about to come. Did you really not believe you were worthy of being loved? He felt the pit in his stomach, realizing he had to be the shittiest boyfriend on the planet. Not only did you keep secrets from him, but you also questioned something so banal. Wasn’t it his job to show you the exact opposite?

He let out a sigh and continued reading.

If I’m totally honest? No.

I never felt like that. I always felt like I had to be perfect in order to be worthy of love. But I never was perfect. And I never will be. My tits are too small. My tummy is too fat. My hair is too flat. My lips are too thin. I’m not cool enough. Now I’m not healthy enough. And soon I won’t be young enough. So no, I never felt like I was good enough to be loved.

Hyunjin cried silently, reading every word with care.

How the fuck am I supposed to tell Jinnie? He is going to leave me; he should leave me. I’m not normal, I’m flawed. I don’t deserve to be with him. He deserves someone better, someone on his level. Someone that is just as beautiful and popular as him. Someone with big tits and a flat tummy and super big hair and plush lips that he can kiss all night long. Someone that is healthy and might gift him a child someday. That can never be me.

Hyunjin tossed your journal aside and started bawling, his sobs distracting the silence of the night. He couldn’t believe this; he couldn’t believe you. Were you serious? That's what you thought of yourself? Why did you hate yourself so much?

His crying woke you up, alerting you in seconds. You got up on your feet and hugged him, holding him as tight as you could. “Jinnie, what’s wrong? Talk to me.”

He hugged you back and sobbed into your shirt, you were barely understanding a word.

“You, y/n, you’re what’s wrong!”

You paused, scanning the room for your journal. It was lying on the floor next to your crying boyfriend.

“Did you…?”

He nodded, wiping away his tears. Anger masked the shame you were feeling as you wanted to get up, but he was quicker and hugged you in the tightest embrace known to mankind.

“I had no right to, I’m sorry y/nnie. I am so, so sorry.”

Even though you felt ashamed you were relieved, too. Finally, the cat was out of the bag, and you didn’t have to carry this big burden on your own. You hugged for a while, both of you crying silently.

“Can we talk about what you wrote?”

“Do we need to?” You looked down.

His index finger tilted your chin carefully, looking at you with the utmost care. “Yes, my love. We need to.”

You sighed and gave in.

“Do you really feel that way?”

“Hm.”

“Do you think I’m perfect?”

“Of course. You are perfect, Jinnie.”

He rolled his eyes at you. “Sometimes you remind me of a fourteen-year-old girl, y/n.”

You got offended: “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You do realize that nobody is perfect? Not even me?”

You scoffed. “Did you tell your face that?”

He let out a laugh. “You’re so silly, baby. What did you write about your tits being too small and your tummy too fat? I could say the same thing about me being too skinny and not ripped enough. You do realize that we all are beautiful in our own way? And that everybody got a different taste? What if I liked your tits this size? What if I loved your curves exactly like that? Has that ever occurred to you?”

It had not.

“And let’s talk about you being not normal. I understand that the fertility thing is a grave prophecy but that doesn’t make you less normal than anybody else. It doesn’t diminish your worth baby. Nothing could ever do that. Do you get that?”

You grabbed the hem of his shirt tighter and started sobbing again. “Jinnie, what if I can never conceive? What then?” He placed a soft kiss on the top of your head. “Then we’ll figure out a way, my love. Whatever happens, we’ll figure it out.”

You looked up at him. “Are you sure?”

He chuckled, flashing you his warmest smile. “Yes, I am sure. I love you, y/n. I love you for who you are. I fell for your soul baby, not your body or what you could do for me. To me you are absolutely perfect.” He kissed the tears away, holding you even more closely. “Y/Nnie? Don’t ever think that my love for you is-“

“Conditional?”

[sugarushwriting]

fratboy heeseung part 3 and he redeemed himself with you…a little too well

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heeseung couldn’t help but watch you as you slept. in his bed.

it was a first, but the smile never faded.

it was currently 3 in the afternoon and you were still sleeping, being worn out from…earlier activities with him.

after he helped you to the bathroom, he brought you back to bed giving you 3 more orgasms. 2 by his tongue and fingers, 1 by his dick.

you literally tapped out telling him he’s redeemed himself. rightfully so.

his response? “i haven’t even had you against the kitchen counter yet. or in the shower. or in my car. or—,” he listed on and you legit groaned in anticipation at having him in so many positions.

“i thought you didn’t do seconds? let alone, thirds, fourths,”

“it’s different with you.” he stated with a shrug but didn’t offer a why or how.

a little after the third (technically 6th) orgasm, and you falling right to sleep, heeseung called jay.

jay, sunghoon, sunoo and jungwon all were out eating.

“what should i do to help a girl after i made her not able to walk?”

jay started choking on his wine, sunoo patting his back. heeseung chuckled. the phone was passed to sunghoon as sunoo tried to help jay.

“where is she?” sunghoon asked

“asleep on my bed.” heeseung replied, and sunghoon was shocked but didn’t answer to it.

“warm bath, with epson salt. pain reliever. heating pad maybe.” sunghoon listed helpfully.

“where would i get epson salt and a heating pad?”

“jay uses epson salt his knee pain sometimes. i have a heating pad i use for my shoulder sometimes.”

after the call, heeseung did promise the guys it was safe to come home. before he went back to staring at you, your phone rang and he saw it was your roommate and answered.

“jinnie! i thought you were meeting me and soph for lunch?”

“hey lara, this is heeseung. um, eunjin is kind of sleeping right now,” his neck started to redden, “i, we, um,”

“i don’t need the details.” lara stopped him mid sentence. “do i need to come get her?”

“no she’s okay. i will make sure she calls or texts you when she wakes up.”

“thanks! take care of my girl.”

after that, heeseung went on a hunt in his roommates belongings to find the heating pad and epson salt. since he had the master suite, he had a separate shower and bath that would be perfect.

just as he was in the kitchen preparing some water for you, the door opened and jake and ni-ki walked in all sweaty.

“i’m sorry.” was the first thing heeseung said. “i apologized to eunjin, and we made up. she’s no longer mad at me. i will never talk to her or any other girl that way like that ever.”

ni-ki nodded with a smile.

jake pointed, “what’s with the ibuprofen, heating pad, and epson salt?”

heeseung’s neck started to redden with embarrassment again. jake noticed and his eyes went wide.

“you—eunjin,” jake chuckled, “so that’s how you both made up.”

ni-ki was lost. “huh?”

jake patted the youngest back. “why don’t we go back to your dorm and play some games with kai.”

jake led ni-ki out of the house, and heeseung took the stuff up to his room. you were still laid out on your back, and he smiled at how you were positioned like you were the outline of tape of a dead body. you were draped in just his shirt.

while you slept, he ran a hot bath, prepared the ibuprofen by the bed and laid out the heating pad.

he didn’t want to wake you, but he did need to make sure you were okay. just as he did that, the door to the house opened and closed and he heard the voices of sunghoon and jay.

“pretty, wake up.” heeseung shook you, and you slapped him away with a frown.

“give me a few hours before next round.” you mumbled.

heeseung laughed. “pretty, no worries, i prepared something else good for you.”

your eyes fluttered opened and met heeseung’s with a smile, then you frowned and sat up quickly.

“shit! what time is it?” you panicked looking at your phone. running a hand through your hair, you looked stressed, “dammit, i told lara i would meet her for lunch around 2!”

heeseung smiled at your panicked face at how cute you looked, “no worries pretty, i let lara know you were just a bit tired and would call her back.”

you smiled shyly. “thank you.” but then you got worried. you slept. you slept in lee heeseung’s bed. how was he not mad at you right now? or maybe he’s just being nice until he kicks you out?

“pretty,” he captured your attention, “i ran you a hot bath. sunghoon said it should help with your soreness.”

oh now you were embarrassed and your face went red as you put your face in your hands. great now sunghoon, and probably the rest of his friends know how much he wrecked you.

but then your heart fluttered hearing he ran you a bath. “i also got some pain meds and water for you.” he held two pain meds in one hand with a cup of water in the other and handed them to you. “i need to check on the water, i will be back.”

so you took the meds while he went to his en-suite and quickly sent a text to lara

you: i will tell u dets later!

lara: at least u r alive! if u need me to i will come get u <3

you were so thankful for lara. you peeped the heating pad that sat on heeseung’s desk. heeseung came out from the bathroom and helped you get out of bed.

“how’re you doing?”

“still barely able to walk.” you said. you literally felt like ariana grande’s song side to side except you couldn’t even walk side to side! how in the heck were you going to walk to classes next week?

heeseung pick you up with ease walking you to the bathroom. “mind if i help?”

“i don’t think i’ll be able to get in if you don’t.”

heeseung helped you with the shirt you had on, and then lifted you into the awaiting hot water, which felt so good on your body.

“fuck that feels good.” you moaned, unaware of how it affected heeseung as his dick twitched in his pants.

not now, he scolded himself. he had you wrapped around his finger, he has time with you.

“i’ll let you soak. call out if you need anything. i’ll leave the bathroom door cracked, but my bedroom door open.”

“i won’t drown.” you teased. heeseung dropped a kiss on the top of your head, and then headed downstairs to see his friends.

jay was putting away food he and sunghoon brought back from lunch. jake had joined them.

“when did you get back?” heeseung asked jake.

“while ni-ki and i were on his way to his dorm, we ran into the guys, so ni-ki just went on with sunoo and jungwon.”

“i brought back some food for you and eunjin.” jay said holding up some sandwiches and chips.

“she must be starving.” jake said with a smirk. “you know, from the intense workout you two had.”

heeseung smirked back. “and she agreed that i’m the only one she can have that intense workout with.” heeseung was proud how he got you to agree he was the only one allowed to make you feel that way.

he was the only one allowed to make you come. not jake, not jay, not sunghoon, but him.

jake pouted, “aww man!” he complained, his thick accent shining through. heeseung knew jake was joking, but also knew there was a slight chance jake was actually upset.

jay laughed, “how are you going to steal my wife? i thought she and i were ni-ki’s parents!”

as the boys talked on, you made your way quietly and slowly down the steps. the bath helped, but just a bit. you could walk, but not with big strides.

when you reached the living room, the floor creaked and all four boys turned to you. all with knowing smiles.

your body heated up with embarrassment. how much did they know?

heeseung smiled, but it quickly turned into a frown, going unnoticed to you. you had on your jeans and shirt that you came in with. why were you dressed?

“pretty, why are you dressed?” heeseung asked.

“well, i didn’t want to come down naked.” you replied.

“i wouldn’t have minded.” jake smiled and jay smacked the back of his head.

you blushed at jake’s comment. “jake don’t say things like that!”

“you could’ve put on a shirt and boxers of mine.” heeseung replied. “actually no, go put on some clothes of mine.”

“oh.” you twirled your fingers. “i also thought maybe, um, you wanted me to leave, soon?” you pointed to the door. “i can call a cab, or have lara come get me.”

“no.” heeseung said.

“no?” you questioned back.

“i can still see you’re limping and sore. you need more rest.” he said. he was not just going to kick you out.

typically he would with other girls. but that’s because he didn’t care for the other girls like that. he’s never wrecked them so bad that they couldn’t walk straight immediately after.

“oh, ok,” you said and added, “i can sleep—,”

“in my bed. with me.” heeseung finished. “now go change into some clothes of mine.”

you and heeseung stared eye to eye.

“eunjin, are you hungry? we brought back food for you and heeseung.” jay brought up breaking the tension. “go change and then come down and eat!”

you did just so. heeseung turned to glare at jake. “paws off pretty boy.”

jake laughed. “i think that’s up to eunjin herself, don’t you think?” he asked with a smirk.

“like i said, eunjin and i are already in agreement on that” heeseung said back.

jay and sunghoon did not want to be in the middle of this interaction. luckily you came back down sooner than expected in black boxers and a black oversized shirt of heeseung’s.

“perfect.” heeseung smiled and patted his leg. “come sit and eat.”

you winced. “heeseung,”

“i’ll be gentle.” he laughed and you sat carefully down on his lap.

“again, what the fuck did you do to her?” jake asked noticing the slight discomfort on your face.

“just embedded my teeth marks in her ass.”

again, jay choked on a bottle of beer he was drinking. “man i gotta stop drinking something around you when you talk!” he complained wiping his chin.

you were extremely embarrassed but had no energy to turn around and slap heeseung.

jay put some food in front of you and heeseung.

“pretty, remember how i cornered you in the bathroom at the party? and regretfully said that you just hooked up with me to get to the other 3 guys in front of us right now?”

this time it was your turn to choke on the sandwich. “how do you remember that? i thought you were too plastered!”

heeseung had all the boys attention now, “remember how you said if you wanted an in with my brothers that you wouldn’t have fucked me first?”

oh shit. you knew where this was going. “heeseung—,”

“who eunjin?”

“what?”

“which one of the guys here would you have fucked since i wasn’t your first pick?”

you shook your head, you didn’t want to answer but heeseung placed a hand on your thigh giving a squeeze.

“answer please.” heeseung demanded. he leaned into your ear, “or else.”

you wanted to bury yourself in a cave. “uh,”

“which one? it seems you thought of it before.” heeseung was becoming impatient.

“you won’t hurt any of our feelings sweets.” jake said from across from you.

“my feelings are already hurt.” heeseung pouted and turned your head so you looked him in the eye.

you sighed. “jay.”

all boys eyes went wide.

“jay?” heeseung asked quietly.

“boring jay?” sunghoon added.

“why him?” jake also added, basically all boys speaking over one another except jay himself. he was smiling and celebrating.

“finally, a woman chose me first!” jay hand pumped the air.

“calm down lover boy,” heeseung said and turned your chin once more to him, “now pretty, what did you promise me today?” he asked.

oh he had the biggest smirk on his face. “i—i,”

“i’m pretty sure you promised if you wanted—,”

“i promised that you were the only one to fuck me!” you quickly replied, your words jamming together.

you knew you had to say that because heeseung sure enough was going to repeat, every single word said in his bed.

“exactly. now boys, fuck off.”

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

after eating with the boys, you all gathered to watch a movie in the living room. you made sure to let lara know you more than likely wouldn’t be coming back to the dorms.

jay sat in one of the individual chairs, jake in the other. you actually witnessed jay telling jake to sit in the other chair so he would ‘behave.’

you sat near the end of one side, so you could lay your head comfortably on the arm of the couch. heeseung sat beside you, moving your legs so they were draped over his, and sunghoon sat at the other end of the couch.

everyone had separate blankets except you and heeseung shared one giant one.

sometime during the beginning of the movie, your eyelids felt heavy and you dozed off. heeseung’s fingertips ghosted against the skin of your thighs and legs.

“you sure did suck every bit of energy from her, huh?” jake laughed.

sunghoon and jay turned their heads to look at your sleeping figure, then looked at heeseung with a chuckled each.

“just made sure that my tongue and dick was the only one she ever thought of.” heeseung smiled.

“ok, so you ruined other guys for her, now what? did she ruin other girls for you?” jake stated. “heeseung, you don’t do seconds, so of course all of us are shocked. not only that, you let her stay over, in your bed, and letting her stay longer. i mean not that we don’t mind.”

“we just don’t want her to get hurt. she’s really important to ni-ki and became important to us so quickly.” jay added.

“you don’t do relationships, you’ve said it plenty of times. and eunjin isn’t someone to casually do anything.” sunghoon ended.

heeseung sighed as the guys were right. he did want to ruin other guys for you. mainly ruin any chance of his frat brothers getting their hands on you. he wanted to prove himself to you and himself in bed.

and he did.

so now what?

was he supposed to stop sleeping with other girls just because? he—he didn’t think he wanted that. could he be with you and you only? maybe. but he’s always said he didn’t want to be tied down to one girl in college.

“why did she even have a crush on me?” heeseung asked no one in particular. but he looked at jay, thinking maybe sunoo told him.

heeseung thought correctly as jay sighed.

“from what i was told by sunoo who was told by eunjin herself, it was freshman year.”

“huh? that long?” jake said in shock. heeseung and sunghoon were shocked themselves.

“probably saw how handsome i was and fell in love at first sight.” heeseung laughed but jay shook his head.

“actually no, she told sunoo when she first met you, she thought you reminded her of a hamster, or maybe it was a deer?”

jake and sunghoon started laughing.

“her crush didn’t evolve from your looks, it was how you treated people when no one else was looking. it started with her, she had dropped her books while walking in the rain because her bag had broke. she was having the worst day, you had saw her as she kneeled to the ground and yelled profanities to the sky. you gave her your back pack with no word at all and walked off.” jay spoke.

heeseung could barely remember that interaction. it was like, 2 years ago?

jay continued, “she saw you a week later at the library, and she wanted to approach you to thank you as she recognized you. but she didn’t because some girl had pulled you behind some books for a make out session.”

jay rolled his eyes. “she then learned about your reputation from some friends of hers. she said she started to observe you more often, becoming hyper aware of your presence on campus. she wasn’t noticing your frat boy and fuck boy behavior. it was the little nice things. like smiling at birds, complimenting a girl who had just been told by a group of guys she was unlikable, things like that.”

heeseung took in jay’s words. “apparently she has an old journal of observations she made about different people.”

“she did say she was good at observing people and had her own perceptions of us.” sunghoon said.

“well damn, what did she observe about me?” jake wondered.

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the next time you awoke was back in heeseung’s bed with his arm draped across your stomach. you saw a clock on his nightstand. 3:43 am.

you’ve slept saturday away. could one man really take that much energy from you.

you stretched your limbs and realized the soreness has went away. now do you leave? pretend to stay sore? sneak out?

you turned to look at heeseung’s sleeping figure. you didn’t want to hurt him, but you also wanted to protect yourself from heartbreak.

you knew his reputation, you got yourself into this knowing the crush would always be one sided. the feelings would be one sided.

you leaned in and kissed his lips, letting it linger. when you pulled away, you found him staring at you with a smile.

“well hello.” he stated and whew his morning voice literally had you wet….already.

“didn’t mean to wake you.” you giggled.

heeseung pulled you closer to his body. “it’s fine if you always wake me up like that.”

your heart fluttered. he cannot say things like that. he just can’t.

“let’s go back to sleep.” he sighed and kissed your forehead.

the next time heeseung awoke 3 hours later, you weren’t beside him. he sat up quickly looking around his room.

the bathroom was empty. maybe you went downstairs?

he rolled over to check the time on his phone when he saw a text message from you.

eunjin: this isn’t goodbye, but see you later. i need to think, heeseung. but thank you.

here you go again with the damn thank you.

you were literally driving this man insane.

₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎ ₊˚⊹♡

[bandgie]

Sending a text to jinnie knowing he's going back to the dorms for the nth time instead of coming over to your

"going to sleep without panties just in case you decide to come over"

ᥫ᭡ thoughts... | MDNI18+, suggestive themes

that'd drive him insane, I just know it. staring at his phone while Chan is setting up the blow up mattress. he types and deletes, types again only to backspace. what should he say? are words even enough in this moment?

next thing he knows, he's rushing to pack his things, ignoring how Chan questions him. when hyunjin is out the door, he gives a brief "I forgot something. don't wait up on me" and leaves

he's tripping over his feet when he enters your apartment. stumbling to take off his shoes while he throws his bag on the couch. you can hear his quick, heavy footsteps make their way to the bedroom, swinging the door open. he stares at you for a moment, as if you being there is surreal. you're on your phone wearing his shirt, and when his gaze drops to your bare legs and thighs, he sees you are indeed, bottomless.

his feet move towards you upon the realization. he's kneeling on the bed in front of you, unbuckling his belt but you place your foot on his chest, giving him a slight push to get his attention

"You think you can leave me alone and come home just to fuck me? Nuh-uh pretty boy. My pussy's been lonely for too long. Give it some kisses."

[baby-stay92]

Love At First Sight - Part 2

Pairing: Idol!Han x Fem!STAY Reader

FLUFF

Warnings: Anxiety

WD: 1.637

Credit: baby-stay92

Part 1 can be found >here<

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It had been 12 hours since Han had arrived back at the dorms, and besides the time he spent on sleeping, he hadn’t been able to stop thinking about the girl from last night. He was currently seated at a long table along with his brothers in arms, eating breakfast. Han was sitting between Minnie and Jinnie, with his head resting in one hand and feeding himself some grapes with the other. He couldn’t stop thinking about thinking about her, causing him to completely zone out and not pay attention to the boys talking around him. It wasn’t till someone very suddenly stood up and bumped the table that he snapped back to reality. It was Binnie who had stood up out of nowhere with his phone in hand. “What the hell?!” Minho shouted out in shock, as he nearly choked on his breakfast.

“HAN! You need to see this!” Binnie said, ignoring Minhos words as he walked around the table to where Han was sitting. Binnie nearly shoved his phone into Han’s face, it was so close to Han’s face that he had to push Binnie's arm away from his face in order to see the screen.

“Oh my god!” Han exclaimed and grabbed the phone from Binnie's hand. “IT’S HER?!” he said and quickly whipped his own phone to go find her on Instagram.

“Damn, she’s cute, Han!” Binnie said once Han was done with his phone. “She has some nice pictures on here.” He added walking back to his seat.

“Hands off!” Han said rather aggressively as he quickly left the table to go to his room. Once inside, he closed the door and threw himself on his bed and quickly opened up instagram again, still on her profile. He anxiously pressed the ‘follow’ button, liked the picture of him and anxiously went to send her a DM. He stared at the screen for a while trying to think of what to write but after a while he decided to go with something simple.

“Hi you. I know that this is really random BUT I just wanted to say hi after I saw you at the concert last night.” He read the message through a few times before finally deciding to press send. He quickly closed down the app and tossed the phone down on the bed, anxiety hitting him hard. He had no idea how long he had been laying there, frozen by fear when suddenly he heard a notification sound. He ripped his phone from the sheets and checked it instantly. It was instagram - she had answered him.

“Omg hi! I never imagined that you, of all people, would DM me! But I’m so glad and honoured you did!” The message read and Han felt a huge smile spread across his face as he read the message over and over again before finally answering her back.

“The honour is all mine lol! I hope you enjoyed the concert!” He typed quickly and once again he put the phone down next to him, waiting impatiently whilst trying to calm his anxiety. She answered again and for the next hour or so they messaged back and forth to a point where they ended up exchanging phone numbers. Han had no sense of the time as he was now laying on his stomach, phone in hand, still messaging her. He nearly jumped out of his skin when there was a knock on the door.

“Come in” he called out and set up to face the door. Channie came in smiling.

“So? What’s going on?” Channie chimed as he sat down on Hans bed, a smile never leaving his face.

“It’s going well, I think. We’ve been talking all this time and we’ve now exchanged phone numbers.” Han said, looking down at the bedsheets, talking in a quiet voice.

“No way! That’s amazing!” Chan smiled even broader, if that was even possible and hugged Hannie tight.

“Y-you really think so? I was afraid you’d tell me it was a bad idea, and that I had to cut all contact or something crazy like that.” Han smiled back, once he had been released from Channie's big hug.

“What! No way! I think it’s wonderful that you managed to find your mystery girl! So, what’s her name?” Chan asked, clearly happy on Han’s behalf.

“Yeah her name is L/n Y/n” Han smiled, “she’s the same age as me and her birthday is July 28th - oh and she confessed to me that I’m her bias” Han rambled, never stopping smiling. 

“Wow, you’ve already learned a lot about her, huh?” Chan laughed lightly. “I guess the next step could be for you to ask her out?” He added, seeing how his word made Hannie turn white as a ghost.

“W-what…?” Han said weakly, his anxiety blooming once again.

“Hey, hey! Calm down” Chan smiled softly and put a hand on Han’s knee “It was merely a suggestion. You can wait if you feel it’s best.” He reassured the anxious Han in front of him.

“Can you maybe help me put it in writing?” Han asked sheepishly, not meeting Chan's gaze.

“Sure thing!” Chan smiled and grabbed Han’s phone, where he typed a message for Y/n. Before sending it, he showed Han the message for approval which Han gave by nodding. Chan sent the message and gave Hannie the phone back.

“Now, remember that you can always come to me if you need to talk okay?” Chan said softly, standing from the bed and making his way to the door.

“I know, Channie, thank you for.” Han said, smiling softly at Chan as he closed the door, leaving Han alone again. Not long after Han’s phone went off, indicating that Y/n had answered. He paused a moment before looking at the screen, a smile growing on his face as he read the message. Y/n had agreed to go on a date with him the very next day. Han smiled from ear to ear as he quickly messaged her back, confirming the time and place. That night Han barely slept due to a mix of late night messaging and anxiety. It had been years since he had last been on a date, and he was innerly scared he’d screw it up, like badly. 

The next morning Han got dressed, a huge smile never leaving his face. He had called innie to help put together a good outfit for a coffee date and a walk around the nearby park. Innie easily picked out some simple black ripped jeans, some read sneakers to match the red hoodie he had picked first. Han was sitting on his bed, waiting for Innie to give him the clothes so he could get dressed. Half an hour later, Han was dressed, combed and had his teeth brushed, all ready for him to meet up with Y/n. He walked down the street, phone in hand, listening to music as he made his way to the cosy little coffee shop that you had suggested. He entered through the front door as he took out his earpods and looked around for Y/n, he finally saw standing by one of the windows waiting. She was wearing knee long white socks, a small pastel-purple skirt, a white slightly cropped top and the very same platform boots that she had worn to the concert. Her hair hung loosely around her gorgeous face, which she had added some light everyday makeup to.

“Hi!” Han smiled once he had walked closer to her.

“Hi yourself.” She smiled and pulled him into a hug and before he could even think, he found himself hugging her back. Her hair smelled amazingly of strawberries which mixed with her flowery perfume in his nose.

“You wanna order? My treat.” He smiled after the hug had ended.

“Yeah, that’d be great - thank you Hannie” She smiled back at him before following him to the counter. Hearing her already calling him Hannie, made him smile even more, and he swore that his heart skipped a beat. After having received their coffees, they left the shop together making their way to the park. Along the way they talked about anything, everything and nothing. She asked into his line of work and he returned the favour, making him learn that she was part of a local dance crew. She told him about some of the shows she had been part of and how she had even been part of a few flash mobs. He listened happily to her talk about her passion and Y/n clearly did the same when talked about concerts, recording sessions and his relationship to the rest of Stray Kids. They walked around the park for hours, sitting down on a few benches along the way. At the end of their date Han walked Y/n to the subway, where he waited with her for the train that would take her home.

“Thank you so much for an amazing afternoon.” Y/n smiled at Han holding her hands in front of her.

“It was my pleasure!” Han smiled back and found himself wanting to kiss her - badly. But before he could do anything, her train arrived. He turned his head towards the train and his eyes went wide as he felt her lips on his cheek.

“Let’s do this again!” She mused as she ran off to enter the train.

“Yeah, let’s!” He called after her. Once Y/n was inside the train she turned around to face him and Han quickly blew her a kiss in return to the one she had planted on his cheek. The train doors closed and the train drove off, leaving Hannie standing there for a few minutes before he started walking back to the dorms.

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7:08am | Hwang Hyunjin

-> Pairing: Hwang Hyunjin x Reader (You)

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

-> Summary: Hyunjin makes cooking breakfast a little difficult.

-> Warnings: None. No use of pronouns.

-> Word Count: 252

-> Requests: Open until 31st June.

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“Come on!” Hyunjin exclaims as he goofily dances next to you after he puts some music on. You were cooking breakfast for his dorm thanks to Han convincing you to cook your signature dish after he rambled on for a good ten minutes about wanting to eat it again. “Dance with me!”  

“I’ve got to finish the food,” you pout and whine as he takes your hand and leads you away from the stove after turning it off.   

“The food can wait for a few minutes,” he smiles, and twirls you around before pulling you in close while wrapping his arms around your waist. “Just one song.”  

“One song,” you agree and begin swaying to the music. “How do you have this much energy this early in the morning?”   

“I had the best sleep I’ve had in a while,” he grins. “I always sleep better when you’re in my arms.”  

“I sleep better in your arms too,” you smile.   

He presses a kiss to your lips. “I love you so much.”  

“I love you too, Jinnie,” you say kissing him back just as the song comes to an end. “But can I get back to cooking now?”  

He allows you to return to cooking but continues to stand behind you, his arms still wrapped around your waist. He peppers your neck with gentle kisses, causing you to giggle and squirm slightly. He makes it difficult to focus on the task at hand, but you manage to finish cooking breakfast without any incidents. 

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Don’t Let Me Go

Genre: fluff, slight angst, sickfic, established relationship

Pairing: Idol!Hyunjin x Fem!Reader

Word count: 2k

Warning: sickness, symptoms of food poisoning, mention of death (joke)

Summary: You were finally able to see Hyunjin when you joined him on his tour, but he suddenly gets food poisoning to which you want nothing more than for him to feel better.

A/N: Based on this request by anon! Absolutely love when someone sends something in my asks <333 also I’ve never had food poisoning so I hope I represented this accurately enough lol

It had been almost two months since you had last seen Hyunjin in person, and every day he was gone, you felt his absence more and more. You texted and called each other whenever you could, and he would always make sure to FaceTime you at night to end his day with you like usual. Even if he was so tired, he would accidentally fall asleep the second his head hit the pillow. You didn’t mind though, knowing that your boyfriend was working so hard to show stays the best performances, and you couldn’t be more proud of him as you watched him quietly snore into his pillow through your small phone screen.

On a particularly hard day when everything just seemed to remind you of Hyunjin and you had barely been able to speak to each other, the stars finally aligned in your favor. After a few arrangements and a few days spent agonizingly waiting, you were on a flight to Japan to join Hyunjin on his final leg of his tour. Excited thoughts about what a whole week of adventures in a country you’ve never visited before with your boyfriend would entail danced in your mind. When you first agreed to follow Hyunjin to Tokyo, he promised to show you all of his favorite spots and sights.

First thing was first though, which was catching up with your boyfriend, so you both skipped out on your first day in Japan, and you got very familiar with the inside of your hotel room. However, Hyunjin was more than ecstatic to take you out into the city the next day, in fact he would barely even let you leave his side at all. You had one wonderful day with your boyfriend visiting themed cafes, taking pictures in the park, walking through art exhibits, and ending at a rooftop restaurant with a spectacular view of the city skyline. When you were curled up in each other’s arms that night, you were the happiest you had been in a while and easily fell asleep with a smile on your face.

When you woke up that morning, all you felt was confused as you rolled over expecting to see your boyfriend’s messy black locks falling over his face as he slept peacefully only to be greeted by a cold empty space, telling you that he’s been up for a while. You stretched the stiffness from your body that sleep had left you with and flopped your hands back down in your lap, looking around wondering where Hyunjin could have gone. The mystery wasn’t left unsolved for long when you heard muffled noises coming from the bathroom. “Jinnie?” you called out as you padded over to the bathroom door of the hotel room that was left slightly ajar.

“Y/n,” you were slightly taken aback by how weak he sounded, and worry caused your stomach to churn.

You softly knocked on the door even if it wasn’t completely closed, still wanting to give him some privacy before asking, “are you alright?”

“I’m okay. You can go back to bed, love.” His voice was scratchy and strained, and the sound of dry heaves wracking his body punctuated his sentence. The contents of his stomach had long since been expelled leaving nothing but the motions of vomiting to tear through his body.

“Hyunjin,” You pushed the door open to find him draped over the toilet looking completely exhausted regardless of the fact that the day had barely even started. He sunk back against the wall with his head thrown back trying to catch his breath. You quickly crossed the bathroom and lowered yourself on the floor next to him. You ran your hands through his hair that was damp with sweat before placing the back of your hand against his forehead, “Jinnie, you’re burning up.”

He squeezed his eyes shut in pain and clutched his stomach with one arm, “you shouldn’t have to see me like this…”

“Baby, you know I love you in sickness and in health. I’m not going anywhere,” you gently tucked his hair behind his ears as your heart sank watching his face contort in pain.

“If you start saying vows, I’m going to have to start calling you my wife,” he weakly laughed before keening over clutching his stomach harder.

You rubbed soothing circles on his back as you watched him through furrowed brows. “I’m going to get the staff medic.”

You stood up to do just that when a shaky hand reached up to grab your wrist, and Hyunjin was looking up at you with panicked and pleading eyes, “love, I’m just grabbing my phone, okay?” You gently coaxed his hand away and kissed the back of it before going to fetch your phone.

You quickly returned back to Hyunjin’s side; he was in the same position you had left him. You called the staff medic to come and help Hyunjin while he rested his head on your shoulder. There were still beads of sweat running down his forehead, but he was slightly shivering as if he were cold. After pocketing your phone, you helped Hyunjin off the floor on shaky legs, and you let him support his weight on your shoulders as you led him back to bed.

Not shortly after, the staff medic arrived to inform you that Hyunjin had a case of food poisoning. He advised Hyunjin to stay hydrated as well as get plenty of rest in order to recover, and he told him which over the counter drug would help his upset stomach. You were making a mental list in your head of all the things that you would need to get Hyunjin when you went to the store as the medic was telling him. Once they finally left, Hyunjin tucked himself into your side while groaning about how bad he felt.

“I think I’m dying,” he whined with his head buried in the crook of your neck.

You lightly laughed at his dramatics, and you could feel the pout that formed on his lips against your skin, “I’m going to miss you when you’re gone.”

“You’re already giving up on me,” he pulled away from your neck to look up at you with an overexaggerated frown and wide sad eyes.

“Love, you’re the one who said it.”

“Yeah, but that was where you were supposed to reassure me and tell me everything was going to be okay.”

“Ohhh okay, my bad. Say it again.” you wiped the smile from your face and pretended to get into character by exhaling.

His eyes briefly shone with amusement and a small giggle escaped his lips before he whined again, “I can’t believe my tombstone is going to read death by a food I can’t even remember eating.”

This time you pulled him closer into you to which he responded by readily wrapping his arms around your body, and you combed your fingers through his tangled hair, gently massaging his scalp, “I won’t let anything happen to you, my better half, partner in crime, love of my life.” He released a huff not quite satisfied with your mocking tone. “What?” Your lips quirked up in a smile as you feigned innocence. You leaned down to kiss his forehead, “Seriously, I promise to always take care of you.” You said with your lips lingering on his skin.

“There you go with the wedding vows again,” Hyunjin joked, but at your words, he completely relaxed against you with a warm smile on his face.

You shrugged as you said, “Well, you were going to hear them sooner or later.”

You could see a blush bloom across his cheeks and creep up his ears from where he rested his head against your chest with his eyes closed. “Yeah, you’re right…” he softly said which caused a matching pink tint to appear on your face.

A silent promise passed between the two of you, and you stroked soothing circles on his back. Hyunjin’s breathing became shallow as he slipped asleep, and you watched his eyebrows tighten and untighten, still struggling through his sickness. You pulled the sheets over him since the comforter was too hot, but he would shiver without anything at all covering him. You kept him close against you wishing that you could take away all of his pain, willing to take it as your own.

Since that wasn’t possible, you knew the first step was getting the remedies that the medic had said, but you didn’t exactly want to leave your sick sleeping boyfriend. You decided to send a text to Chan to see if he would do this favor for you, and of course, no more than a second later, Chan informed you he was already on it. You spent the little time it took Chan to go to the store watching over Hyunjin, softly pressing your lips to his forehead to check his temperature every now and then, and holding him wrapped up in your arms. Finally, there was a knock on the hotel room door.

You quietly untangled yourself from Hyunjin and tried to slip out of his grasp when his eyes softly fluttered open, and he pulled you back into him. “Nooo,” he sounded weak again as he whined which just made your chest pang with distress. “Don’t let me go, please.”

“Love, I’m just answering the door,” you reassured him as you gently removed yourself from his arms which he immediately moved to clutch his stomach. You fought the urge to crawl back into bed to hold him as you went to answer Chan at the door.

“How is he?” Chan asked quietly as soon as you pulled the door open.

“He’s going through it right now. I really want him to feel better soon.”

Chan’s eyes reflected your own sad expression, and he gave you a sympathetic smile. “Yeah, all the guys are worried about him, but we feel better knowing you’re here to take care of him.”

You felt a little less helpless at the encouragement from Chan and the rest of the guys. “I’ll do everything I can to help him.”

“Thank you, y/n. Let us know if you need anything else, seriously.” With that, you took both the bags that were in Chan’s hands and said goodbye to him before returning to your boyfriend’s side. You sat back on the bed, and Hyunjin slowly pulled himself up against the headboard as if it took him a lot of effort to do so.

“What’s in the bags?” He tried to clear his throat to speak louder, but it was to no avail.

You peeked into the bags, “ooo, there’s water… electrolyte drinks… and medicine.” You tried to sound cheerful to make it more exciting.

“Ugh, medicine. Ew, pass.” Hyunjin tried to reach out and grab a bag, but you handed him one of the electrolyte drinks, watching him drink with a trembling hand.

“Hyunjin, you’re taking the medicine.”

He tried his best to appeal to you with his round dark eyes, but once he saw you weren’t backing down, he begrudgingly took the medicine. After he had finished his drink, you could tell he felt just a bit better from the way his shoulders perked up a bit more which in turn made you feel better too. He eagerly climbed back into your arms and snuggled against you releasing a content sigh despite his body still dully aching. You softly rubbed his tummy as he got ready to go back to his restorative rest.

“Y/n?”

“Mhm?”

“I’m so sorry I ruined this trip for you…”

You could see the guilt that laced his features as you halted your movements. You moved up your hand to gently caress his cheek, “Hyunjin, I just want to be wherever you are.” He let his eyes close, listening to your voice as he leaned into your touch as if that was what he needed to heal him. “You just focus on getting better.”

“You make everything better.” He answered softly before turning his head and kissing your palm.

[felixsramen]

Yours Truly

This is part 24 to my Skz poly fic.

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You wake up wrapped in Chans and Hyunjins arms. Instead of moving immediately from the middle you lay there for a second. You missed this. Missed sleeping in-between or beside one of them.

You needed to get up though. You sighed knowing you were going to miss it the second you got up. You moved from in-between them careful to not wake the sleeping pair. You quietly walk out the room knowing they needed rest.

You make your way to the living room to see if anyone was there. Your eyes meet I.N. who hasn't noticed your appearance. He seems to be daydreaming. You make your way over to the couch and sit beside him. That's when he finally noticed your presence.

"Hi Innie." You say softly. I.N. smiles at you weakly. "Hi." He says back.

"You okay?" You ask him and he nods. You hold your hand out for him and he sighs.

I.N. shakes his head at you. "I'm not actually. I don't think I deserve you. Or any of them really. I fucked up badly. I'm the reason the fight happened in the first place." I.N. says feeling guilty.

You sigh and that's when you lean your head on him. "You deserve them. You messed up of course. That doesn't mean you don't deserve them. Did you mean to start the argument?" You ask him.

"Of course not." He says quickly. "Then don't feel like you don't deserve them. You deserve me too." You tell him and he sighs.

He shakes his head. "I don't. I don't deserve you at all. I shouldn't have kissed you." I.N. says and you nod.

"But it happened. You can't take back what you did. I don't hate you for it. If I did I wouldn't be back." You tell I.N.

I.N. brings his hand into the hand you still have out. "If it makes you feel any better I enjoyed it. I was just confused and upset on why you pretty much ran away after." You tell him and he nods.

"I'm glad you did but it shouldn't have happened. I don't even know why I did that. I mean of course I do you're amazing." I.N. says rambling on and you laugh catching him off guard.

"You're so cute Innie." You tell him and he smiles. You lean in and kiss his cheek gently.

"You guys make me sick." You hear and turn towards the voice meeting Hyunjins eyes. I.N. rolls his eyes at his words.

"Come here Jinnie." You say holding your arms open for him. "I'd rather not if you're going to be all lovey dovey." Hyunjin says in fake disgust.

"Hwang Hyunjin." You say and he's clearly surprised at his full name being used.

"The full government name? Uh oh looks like someone's in trouble." Seungmin says walking into the kitchen. Hyunjin flips him off and Seungmin just laughs.

Hyunjin looks back at you and sighs before walking over to you. You hold out your hand and he reluctantly takes it while you pull him onto your lap. "I'm being treated like a toddler now?" Hyunjin asks with an eyebrow raised.

"If you want to act like one I'll treat you like one." You say and he sighs.

"All because you both want to be lovey dovey in the living room. Where everyone can see?" Hyunjin says folding his arms.

"Are you jealous Jinnie?" You ask and he doesn't say anything instead huffing.

"If you wanted me to kiss your cheek too all you have to do is ask." You say teasing him and he looks away from you clearly getting embarrassed at your words.

Seungmin laughs coming into the living room seeing Hyunjin look away. "You've got him all flustered. Usually only Minho and Chan can do that to him." Seungmin says sipping on the coffee he made.

"Screw you Min." Hyunjin says huffing once again.

"Already have. I think you quite enjoy it when I top actually." Seungmin says and Hyunjin glares at him.

You let out a laugh at Seungmins comment and Hyunjin sighs. "I hate all of you." Hyunjin says pouting and you hug him.

"Why is Hyunjin sitting on Y/Ns lap like a toddler? And where is my phone so I can blackmail him later with this." Jisung says coming in with Minho behind him.

Jisung turns around to Minho and smiles at him sweetly. "My love. One of the 8 amazing boyfriends I have. Would you please go get me my phone from the room?" Jisung asks Minho.

"Do not tell him yes!" Hyunjin says and Minho smiles.

"I'd do anything for you." Minho says and Jisungs eyes light up.

"However I refuse to get inbetween you and Hyunjins blackmail." Minho says kissing Jisungs forehead and heading to the couch sitting beside you.

Jisung pouts but quickly heads for his room. You let go of Hyunjin and he gets up sitting in-between you and I.N. now.

You hear Jisungs hurried footsteps and he appears once again. He has his phone out ready to take a picture but pouts once he sees Hyunjin is no longer on your lap.

Hyunjin sticks his tongue out at Jisung. Jisung flips him off walking over to I.N. and sitting on his lap.

"You couldn't have held him for a few more seconds?" Jisung says pouting and you laugh.

"I'm not trying to get blackmailed too." You say placing your head on Minhos shoulder.

Seungmin walks over to the other couch and sips his coffee. "Not going to join us?" Minho asks and Seungmin shakes his head.

"It's crowded enough on that couch." Seungmin says.

Changbin walks into the room and immediately heads for the couch Seungmin is on. Changbin sits right beside Seungmin who sighs placing his coffee down on the coffee table.

"Well there goes it not being crowded." Seungmin says and Changbin pouts.

"You're so mean to me Minnie." Changbin says and Seungmin sighs.

"I'm not mean to you." Seungmin says and Changbin lays his head on his lap.

"You are." Changbin says and Seungmin rolls his eyes. "If I was mean I would've pushed you off the couch. Now did I?" Seungmin asks him.

Changbin sighs. "Way to show your love Minnie." Changbin says and Seungmin smiles.

"I love you Bin. Happy now?" Seungmin says and Changbin smiles. "Very." Changbin replies with.

Felix walks into the room and sighs. "You know the bed is really uncomfortable without someone else."

"Sorry Lix. I was wide awake." Seungmin says and he just yawns in response.

Felix walks to the couch and lays across the opposite way of Changbin.

Chan walks into the room rubbing his eyes. "Thanks for leaving me in the room by myself." Chan says looking at Hyunjin who rolls his eyes.

"I wouldn't have left the room if you hadn't started hogging the blanket." Hyunjin says crossing his arms.

"Yeah yeah. Whatever." Chan says walking up to him and kissing his head.

"Playing favorites now?" Jisung says and Chan smiles rolling his eyes.

"Yeah I sure am Ji. I chose to be with you guys to get Hyunjin all to myself." Chan says sarcastically.

"I knew it! I've always been suspicious of y-" Chan cuts him off with a kiss.

Chan pulls away smiling. "Do you ever know when to stop talking?" Chan asks Jisung.

"No. He never does. That's why we love him." Changbin says laying across Seungmins lap.

Chan walks to the other couch picking up Felixs legs and lays down on Seungmins shoulder placing his legs onto him. "What is this? Crowd Seungmin day?" Seungmin says jokingly.

"Don't act like you don't love us." Hyunjin says and Seungmin rolls his eyes.

"I do but you guys can be stupid sometimes." Seungmin says looking at you referring to what they had said.

"Yeah. We know." Hyunjin says looking at you.

"We shouldn't have ever said anything about you. We were upset and you didn't deserve that. We shouldn't have defended him so quickly. It's our fault." Jisung says apologizing once again and you nod.

I.N. sighs. "It only happened because I kissed her." I.N. says acknowledging his part.

"I understand where you guys were coming from. I mean you've met me not too long ago. You've been with each other for a while now. I'm new and I understand that." You say.

"Doesn't excuse what was said." Chan says and you nod.

"I know. I thought about all of us for a while. If coming back would be worth it. It's hard to face you guys knowing what was said. I didn't know if I wanted to even come back." You say honestly and the 6 boys look guilty.

"I do really like you all though. I think it hurt a lot more being away from you guys than anything you guys said." You tell them.

"I refuse to be treated like this continuously though. If it happens again I'm not staying. I can't keep being treated like this." You say.

"We understand that completely. We wouldn't have blamed you if you had left this time." Felix says and the others nod at his words.

"It's going to be hard to get over and I'm not sure I ever will fully." You say earning more nods.

"We're glad you came back though." Hyunjin says and you nod.

"Me too. I want this to work. All of us." You say.

"We do too." Changbin replies back.

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[skzstoryvault]

All Out of NyQuil

F!Reader x Hyunjin

Hyunjin is in love, obsessively so. He's also gone a week without seeing his gf, who is down with a cold.

This is in no way meant as a commentary on the real person Hyunjin. The persona he projects for us to enjoy is just so enticing and invites naughty fantasies.

Story includes smut, couple communication, Hyunjin being very doting and caring.

This story is a stand-alone.

The "you" used here is not generic, I'm using it to allow myself some immersion on later re-reads. I know that's selfish but isn't all the writing advice telling us to write what we want to read? If you still find something in here to like, all the better - I hope you enjoy it and have a good time.

Please be kind.

Please do not report this post. If it's not your thing, just scroll away.

If you're underage, please scroll on, there is nothing for you here.

“Where is my tiny, sick baby?” Hyunjin’s voice resonates through the hallway at the entrance of your apartment as he steps out of his shoes and leaves them there. “When Channie-hyung told me you sounded like Vader on the phone, I figured why you’ve been gone the last week! It’s not nice to ghost your own boyfriend, you know?”

You want to answer and call to him, but you’re really sick and down, and the only thing coming out of your mouth is a sad croak. 

You’ve isolated yourself because you feel gross and are in pain, which makes you cranky and unpleasant to be around. Also, you knew that Hyunjin would have a very busy couple of weeks and you chose to get out of the way and not be an additional concern to him. 

“Please, baby? Don’t hide from me, I’ve missed you so much.” Hyunjin whines, coming straight to your bedroom and opening the door, letting a lot of light in.

He looks scrumptious, as usual, if a bit tired, which is normal considering he is coming from a ten-hour workday of dance practice. 

Although you’re still miserable, it’s always nice to see him, especially when he smiles at you with so much love.

“Jinnie, I’m gross! And full of germs. Don’t come any closer.”

“These germs know me already and didn’t want to hop on me. I remember us making out all evening the day before you decided to vanish on me.” He says. “You have no choice but to let me take care of you.”

“You don’t have to… and I don’t want to have you on my conscience, if you do catch this. You can’t miss any of your public appearances right now.” 

“I’ll be fine, and besides, I can absolutely call in sick if I need to. I’m not a slave.” Hyunjin says. “Now let me air? I brought you my mother’s hot healing soup and once I get some of that in you, we’re taking a shower so I can destinkify myself and then we can snuggle in bed. I wanted to bring you some NyQuil but they were all out at every pharmacy I checked so you’ll have to use my tried and tested remedy for a healing night’s sleep.” 

You sit up in bed, feeling all the more terrible in your long t-shirt that you sweated in, especially since Hyunjin is wearing a really flashy outfit, a Versace coat that looks like a boxer’s robe, complete with a hood and embroidered sleeves, a black tank top and high end jeans.

He’s also wearing makeup, lots of it, and of course he looks otherworldly beautiful and alluring like only Hyunjin can be. You feel like a goblin, especially when he comes and sits right next to you, wrapping his arms around you and kissing you, first your forehead, then your lips.

“You still have a fever, I can tell.” He says after his lips have touched your burning skin. “The soup will help.”

***

Eating something warm and nutritious did help, and so did showering and freshening up with him. You couldn’t help but cop a few feels while helping him wash allegedly hard to reach places.

When you return to the bedroom, you see he’s aired, tidied up and changed the sheets, and it brings tears to your eyes. Hyunjin is a brat and the ultimate pillow princess in all things. He was not born to do manual labour or chores. He is not domestic, yet he does all these things for you like he even takes pleasure in them - doing your laundry, cooking for you, even ironing some clothes when he notices you need the help with those tasks and others. This is how you know he loves you and he’s genuine - no one does shit they despise the deepest amount for someone they don’t care about. Sometimes you wonder what you did right in another life to deserve Hyunjin’s softest side and his whole heart in this one. 

He soon joins you, wearing one of your old, distressed t-shirts that does a very poor job at covering him. Normally, men in long shirts that don’t cover their dicks are the biggest turn-off, looks-wise, but of course he rocks the look. And you know he likes having his dick out when it’s comfortable and safe to do so, which makes you happy that he feels so at home with you at your place.

His strong dancer thighs look droolworthy, even covered in the many bruises he gets while practising. The thin white fabric of the shirt and the many holes in it somehow make him look even more naked than if he were actually not wearing it.

“Are you all set, baby?” he asks. “Need to pee?”

You shake your head. You’re too dehydrated to pee again any time soon, and you just wish you could get some much needed healing rest first, and then maybe try and replenish the water you’ve lost. 

“Then I’ll help you fall asleep and we can take care of rehydrating you after.” He says, yanking his one piece of clothing off and joining you under the covers.

It’s not the first time you see him naked, but the sight still has you gasping and heating up instantly. Most of the time, you can’t process how you got yourself Hwang Hyunjin as your loving, loyal boyfriend. Everyone warned you he was trouble and bad news, but… here he is, having been nothing but the gentlest and most loving housecat of a man, unlike anyone else you’ve dated before. 

You have no time to further ponder your extreme fortune in all things relationship because he pulls you close and slings a leg over yours, starting to kiss your neck and run the tip of his nose up the skin at the side of it, until his lips can wrap around the tip of your ear and nibble. He moves to your jaw and cheek, peppering kisses there until he reaches your lips. 

“Hyune… are you sure you can afford to get sick?” 

“Fuck all that… I missed you, let me kiss my girl.”

You can never deny him, and you’ve missed him too, he got you so used to his touches and to the way he fills every nook and cranny of you, and of your soul too, making you feel protected and shielded to the world. 

You can only make a sound of crushed resolve replaced with surrender, your hands going to his arms and chest, tracing his biceps and pecs with splayed out fingers, feeling his warm, butter soft skin. 

“Fuck me, I’ve missed you so bad.” You confess. “A week never felt this long.” 

“It was like a lifetime in hell! I missed you, I missed your laughter and your jokes and you calling me princess and baby in front of everyone. I missed cuddling you and pulling you close and dancing only with you in the club.” Hyunjin says. “I thought I fucked up and you were mad, but then I figured you would tell me directly if that was it. And then I tried hard to think if you might think I was upset with you! But nothing came to mind…”

“I’m sorry for running away and hiding, I just felt ashamed and gross.” 

He kisses you long and deep, erasing your mind and stealing your breath for a long moment. His lips on yours feel so soft, so plush, so pillowy, the sensation of them moving against yours taking you directly to your private heaven. 

“I am a boy and I love gross things. And just because you’re sniffly is not enough to keep me away from you. I want to take care of you. Shower and bathe you, cook you yummy food, clean the house for when you feel better, freshen up the sheets, feed you fresh fruit from the market… Please don’t hide from me, I want as much of you as there is, please don’t keep me out. I want to know you. All of you.” 

His little speech brought tears to your eyes and you sob loudly. 

“Jinnie… I’m sorry. I love you too, I was just scared. You’re always so put together and flawless and high end, I figured you don’t want to snuggle up to a coughing, sneezing, snotting girlfriend who hasn’t even had the strength to brush her hair.”

“I’m not always put together, I wake up with creases on my face from the pillow too, and with my hair sticking out. And I get smelly and gross too, but you never seem to mind it. I am the worst drama queen ever when I have even a mild cold. And you still love me. Why won’t you give yourself the same grace?” Hyunjin pouts, resuming his quest of covering every square centimetre of your skin he can get to.

“I’ll do better, Jinnie… Now I know…” You say, feeling yourself soften and become malleable to his every intention. After all, this is what you wanted this entire past week, what you were missing and thought was off limits. His touch and his attention, all on you.

“I need you. Can I? Please? It’s what got me through this week.” He begs, his lips sucking persistently at a spot on your throat that he knows wipes your mind clear instantly. 

You let out a pitiful mewl, too ashamed to admit how much you’ve needed him too. He’ll discover soon enough. 

“Yes… Please. It’s all I thought of too.” You say and sigh. “If you’re not turned off by me now and you don’t mind catching what I have.” 

“I’ll go gently. Not shake you up too much so you can fall asleep right after.” He purrs, shifting so he’s making room for himself between your legs. “You’re so soft, and your skin burns so much…”

You only now realise, as he moves to rearrange your lower bodies so they slot together the way they need to, just how hard he’s been for a good while. Precome smears on your inner thigh as he positions himself to rub against your soft folds, parting them so he can nestle himself properly. 

“So hot and wet, my baby… You missed me for real.” He hums, closing his eyes to enjoy the feeling for a bit, before opening them and focusing on you again. 

“Jinnie, please?” You beg again. All you need, the only thing that will feel good and right now is him finally filling you. 

“Alright, alright baby. I have you.” He says, raising one of your legs up so he can hook the knee over his arm and minimally guiding himself in with the other hand.

Your sigh of relief at finally having him enter you swiftly turns to a moan. He feels so huge and hot, stretching you out to fit around him and it feels so overwhelmingly good, you dissolve into the feeling, letting your here and now become just this, Hyunjin moving inside you with long, deep strokes, igniting pleasure in every corner of your body.

The way he angles himself every time his hips meet yours sends sparks up your spine and makes your toes curl. He’s grasping at you, grabbing with insatiable hands before trailing his fingers down in considerate caresses. At some point he brings his hands up, lacing his fingers with yours, letting the only moving parts of you two be your lower halves.

He’s sweating, as he usually does when he exerts himself, and the heat of it envelops you, his scent permeates all your senses and adds a further, stronger layer of arousal to your joining. His kisses turn hungry and devouring, he steals the breath right from your chest and bites it from your lips, angling himself around like an eel to reach places he needs right now. He coaxes the first orgasm from you with no extra effort, licking over your nipples and sucking on one, then the other as you arch your back into the maddening pleasure from his lips, pushing your head back into the pillow.

“Fuck, that’s my good girl.” He whispers, enthralled with the sight of you falling apart beneath him. “Another.” He proclaims, pulling out and earning himself a displeased sound from you.

You instantly feel bereft and cold without him, but he turns you onto your belly and spreads your legs, kneeling up briefly to watch. Because, of course, it’s him, and he loves seeing what his good work looks like from the outside. Like the mirror in the dance practice room always being there to show mistakes and victories, Hyunjin needs to experience fucking you from two perspectives, once while it’s happening, then a second time, through the results.

He runs gentle fingers over your pussy, squeaking in delight at how hot and sticky you are, right before sinking two long fingers inside you and coating them, taking them out and bringing them to his lips, sucking your essence off of them and closing his eyes.

You stay on your belly, knowing what follows and feeling yourself throb at the thought of more. For now, you look over your shoulder at him.

He’s so immersed in experiencing your closeness with all his senses, it’s still surreal to you. Hyunjin often re-asserts how much he cannot stand most people and how icky he finds closeness. He carries disinfecting gel to use after he shakes hands with strangers or after unwanted touches, but he cannot get enough of you in any way he can get you. 

He holds your buttcheeks open with his big hands, fingers digging into the muscles, as he slides right back into you with a pleased groan. His weight on your back pushes you into the mattress and being crushed like this, while his cock presses on every nerve ending reachable via your walls, is another layer to the pleasure he knows to give you. It brings you close to the next orgasm so quickly and he knows it, varying the force and the depth of his motions. The sensation shifts from that of sensory whipping to lazy waves lapping at a sleepy shore, but even then, you can’t relax too much into it, because he cants your hips forward, kneeling up between your legs and slipping a hand under you. He finds your clit and starts to swipe his thumb over it in that persistent, heavy way that reminds you of trying to spread colour on paper while fingerpainting. How he knew to try this with you, and how quickly he learned to get it just right are further mysteries adding to Hyunjin’s aura. Despite not being that experienced before meeting you, he’s been all ears and taking notes apparently, learning all he could about you, what gets you off and in what ways. 

It’s not long before he has you where he wanted you all along and your entire core clenches, pushing him out as a reflex right before the shuddering release takes over you and you feel yourself squirt all over his front, his dick, the backs of your thighs, the bed.

The stray thought that now you're as dehydrated as you can be crosses your mind, leaving as quickly as it appeared. Hyunjin doesn't seem to take issue with it, watching as your body wrings itself dry.

You look behind you, unable to stop by sheer intention, and see him look at your pussy, cross-eyed and biting his lower lip mercilessly. You also feel his hot release on your ass and pussy, joining your own stickiness.

He allows himself only a few seconds of recovery, lying down near you and panting hard.

“You’re so beautiful, baby. And all mine.” He murmurs, sounding dreamy and completely enamoured. 

He also guides you to lie on your back next to him, away from the wet patch, before reaching for the towel he brought earlier with the intent to use as a sex rag. By the time he starts drying your front, you’re all conked out.  

In the morning, you notice you’re feeling a lot better, the room is flooded with sunlight, it smells fresh and cozy, Hyunjin’s arms are around you and one of his hands is cupping one of your boobs even in his sleep. You did not sweat a river in your sleep like in the previous nights, although both you and your boyfriend are naked under the blankets and he is running warm as usually.

The sheets are crisp and clean, too.

[slytherinbangchan]

Chap7: Die For You♡ (Hyunsung Hybrids Au)

This is part of my Han Jisung & Hwang Hyunjin x fem reader hybrids au. There's a bit of angst on this chap but they're fine dw.

Hybrid's Au masterlist -> 🔞contains smxt in most chapters🔞

Your friend and Chan left in the morning, but Hyunjin didn't come back until midnight. He didn't change back into his hybrid form either. Not for a few days at least, nor long periods of time.

He still would come to your room on his nights to sleep next to you, and he also would still growl at you if you tried to pet him, or walk away if you talked to him. So you stopped trying after a few times.

He barely looks at you now.

Sometimes you just want to ask him straight away if you leaving him to check on Jisung was what really bothered him so much, but you have the feeling that it cannot be as simple as that.

You're scared.

And you miss him so much.

Tonight is Hyunjin's night, but Jisung is cuddling you while you all watch a movie since Hyunjin won't even come close to you. When the movie ends, he silently goes upstairs, so you sigh and kiss Jisung goodnight before leaving too.

Your heart skips a beat as you see him in his hybrid form after so long. He's putting on some clothes, and he only turns his head to look at you when you close the door.

“Hi...” You say, and he sighs. “It's just harder to sleep on this bed if I'm a huge fox.” He says, looking away. His cheeks slightly blushed. You pout, but he's not looking at you.

“Jinnie...” You call him, and he sighs again. “I don't wanna talk to you, y/n.” He says, moving to lie on his side of the bed, facing the other way. You feel like crying, but you keep it in and get in bed too instead.

You turn off the lights, but the moonlight enters your room through the windows, so you can still see him well enough once your eyes adapt to darkness.

You can feel the heat emanating from his body too, even if he's away from you. His fluffy tails slightly moving as he tries to fall asleep. How long are you going to keep watching him from a distance? Why won't he just talk to you about what bothers him?

You stare at him, thinking about the same thing again and again for a while. Then he turns around, facing you, and almost giving you a heart attack. His eyes are closed though. He must be asleep already.

God, your heart hurts seeing his face after so long. A couple tears manage to run down your cheeks, silently landing on your pillow. You stare at him for a bit, then you sit up to keep watching.

If you could only touch him, hug him again... Would he understand how much you love him?

You hesitantly reach for him and his ears flick lightly. “I'll bite you.” He calmly says without even opening his eyes. But you're so tired of this situation, at least you have to try.

“I know.” You tell him, and he sits up too. “I mean it.” He insists, seeing your trembling hand getting closer. “I don't care.” You say, then you gasp as he quickly holds your hand by the wrist and brings it to his mouth, biting on it. Really hard. You try not to whine outloud not to alarm Jisung downstairs, but Hyunjin is making it so difficult... He's so mad at you.

No... He's hurt.

“I get it.” You say. He bites a bit harder and some tears of pain run down your cheeks, but you don't whine nor call for Jisung. “I get it.” You repeat, and he huffes and reluctantly lets go. “No, you don't.” He says, and you turn the lights back on. “I'm sorry.” You apologize.

“Hyunjin, I'm really sorry that I hurt your feelings.” You say and he scoffs. “No, you're not. You only truly care about him.” He says. Tears threatening to fall down his cheeks. “That's not true!” You say. “Then why? Why did you just go with him? You were with me, we were having fun. It was my night.” He whines as some tears finally fall. “You always leave me behind.” He says. “Jinnie, that's not true. He has caught us together more than once too. I've come to find you multiple times because I wanted to be with you.” You tell him, but he's still upset.

“No, but you're so different when you're with him. You shouldn't have gone with him that night. Why did you do it?” He asks again and you sigh, feeling some tears coming for you aswell. “Because I love him!” You say, and he stops talking but his tears are still falling.

“I love him, and I was worried. And I had missed him and I wanted to be with him.” You tell him. His lower lip trembling. You approach him carefully to pull him into a hug. “But I love you, and I miss you and I really want to be with you, too.” You say, and he finally squeezes you in his arms as he cries his heart out.

“I'm sorry.” He apologizes after a bit, and you squeeze him tighter before pulling away to look at his face. “It's okay.” You tell him, wipping some tears off his face. “I bit my master.” He sobs, and you chuckle softly. “She hadn't been a very good master.” You say, caressing his cheek with the back of your hand to soothe him, then you chuckle again. “Ah... I guess it is true after all.” You say and he tilts his head at you a bit confused. “Hybrids can't read human's minds.” You say, distractedly combing his hair out of his face.

“Cause there's no way you could read my mind and still have no clue of how much I truly love you.” You tell him, making him blush. “Ah...” He says. “You love me cause I'm pretty?” He asks, a bit shy over your direct words, and you scoff. “I love you cause of too many things.” You honestly say and he silently nods as he keeps blushing. “It's okay if you don't love me back, though.” You tell him, and he looks at you as if you were crazy for a second, then he laughs.

“Ah...” He says, pulling you even closer to him. “Just saying I love you to you is such an understatement, y/n.” He says. His forehead against yours.

“So instead, from now on. Just let me keep showing you how much you mean to me.” He says. His cheeks still red. You purse your lips, trying to hold back some tears, and he chuckles softly, rubbing his nose against yours. “But of course, I do love you.” He says, ghosting his lips over yours. “Just in case you need to hear it too.” He says, closing the distance between your lips.

You lie on your back as he deepens the kiss. Too focused on your fluttering heart to notice your tummy has been hurting for a bit now, until Hyunjin stops kissing and sits up while holding your hand.

“Wait-Wha- Ouch.” You complain as he checks on the bite marks he left. “But... I smell blood.” He says, a bit confused about the lack of it in your hands, then it hits you. “Oh, fuck.” You say, then you rush to the bathroom closing the door on Hyunjin's nose as he tries to follow you in. “Master...?” He asks, getting Jisung's attention too. “What are you doing?” He asks as he climbs up the stairs. “I'm okay!” You tell them. “It's just my period.” You say, taking care of your stained panties before you can get in the tub to take a quick shower. “Oh, why are you so alarmed then?” Jisung asks Hyunjin, and your heart stops for a long second.

“Oh...” Jinnie says. “Jisung!” You call him as the water keeps running over your underwear. “Can you bring me some tampons from the other bathroom?” You ask him, and he stays silent for a bit. “Sure.” He says, then you close the tap, rushing to the door as soon as you hear him walking down the stairs, and grabbing Hyunjin to take him inside the bathroom with you. Only he feels a bit lighter than usual when you drag him in.

“You're not Hyunjin.” You say, seeing Jisung standing in front of you against the bathroom's door. “What? No... I have no idea where the tampons are.” He says, really confused about everything. Then his eyes drift to your hand still grasping on his shirt.

“Is that a bite mark?” He asks holding your hand to see it better, but you pull it away. “No.” You lie, and he heavily sighs, looking at your eyes. “Y/n... That's a fucking bite.” He says, leaning back on the door with his arms crossed. “Why are you lying to me? I'm not gonna do anything to Hyunjin.” He calmly says. “He's already hurt you. I can't do anything to help it now.” He explains, and you blush just for thinking he would do something like that.

“I'm sorry. I shouldn't have assumed you'd hurt him.” You tell him and he chuckles. “Oh, no. I would have killed him five months ago.” He says, walking over the bathroom cabinet to distractedly take out some ointment and bandages. “But I get him now.” He says, grabbing your hand to take a better look at it. “He's still a bit annoying.” He says, making you chuckle softly. “But I'm pretty sure this was your fault.” He says, and you dramatically gasp, making him uncapable of holding in a smirk.

“Fuck you.” You say, playfully pushing him a bit, pulling a soft chuckle out of him. “Heyy, don't move.” He complains, and you click your tongue and just let him do. “You know I still have to take a shower, right?” You ask, looking at the bandages and he purses his lips. “Well, I'll help you out.” He says. “I'm bleeding.” You tell him. “I'm not a vampire.” He answers, and you scoff as you smile and push him out of the bathroom, bumping into Hyunjin. “Perfect.” You say, taking the tampons from his hands. “You two just wait for me.” You say, making them lean over so you can peck their noses before closing the door again.

“Should we wait here?” You hear Hyunjin ask, and you silently chuckle to yourself. “I guess so.” Jisung says. “Did you see her hand?” The fox asks. “Mhm.” Jisung answers. “Will she be okay?” He asks. “There was no blood so I think it'll be fine.”

Ahh, they must have grown closer while you were away. You feel so stupid. Can't believe you pulled such a stunt just for Hyunjin to tell Jisung about your hand as soon as he was back. You can't help but to softly laugh about it to yourself.

God... They're cute. Guess that Jisung truly was only in guard mode the whole time Hyunjin was mad at you.

After all he never actively attacked the fox, he only put himself in between you and Hyunjin. It must have been exhausting for him too.

You sigh, quickly finishing everything you have to do in the bathroom to go back to your hybrids, then you end up just lying around with them in bed. Jisung fell asleep a bit ago, but Hyunjin is still full of energy even if he's just been lying down with his head on your chest as you stroke his hair. “Hyunjin-ah, aren't you tired?” You ask, chuckling softly at his waggling tails hitting the bed, and he shakes his head. “I'm pretty much nocturnal, master.” He says. “Ah... Right.” You say. Your eyes closing.

“Wait, so you were never asleep before.” You tell him, looking at him, and he bites back a smile. “No, I don't really sleep a lot at night.” He says. “What do you do? Why do you want to be with me while I sleep then?” You ask, chuckling a bit by the end of it. “Oh, I would just watch you sleep or just, you know.” He says and you scoff. “I don't.” You say. “I like being around you.” He says, blushing a bit, making your heart skip a beat.

“Well, I did use to wait around for you to fuck me, but...” He says, and you scoff as you smile. “Yeah, I thought so.” You say, making him chuckle too. “But that was before I fell for you.” He says, distractedly playing with the drawstring in your pjs's shorts. “Oh, so you don't want that anymore?” You tease, and he sits up to throw a look at you, making you laugh. “You know, Jisung is not the only one who enjoys cuddles and kisses.” He protest. “Oh, is that so?” You ask, pulling from him so he'll lie with you again. “Mhm.” He says. “Yeah? Wanna make out until I fall asleep then?” You ask, ghosting your lips over his.

He nods, kissing you right away. You smile on the kiss, deepening it, and hug him closer, spoiling him with kisses until you can't keep your eyes open any longer.

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...pairing…Chan x reader

...w.c... 1.9K

...genre…slice-of-life, college au!

...warnings...swearing,

...characters...Y/N, (OC) Lilith, (OC) June, Hyunjin, Chan, Han, Jeongin, Felix, rest of SKZ mentioned

...synopsis...No one ever really knows what they wanna do in their 20s, but Y/N has always known what she was going to do. So, she began the journey to her dream and is so close to reaching it with no distractions at all. Until she is thrown into a project with Hyunjin, a fellow senior in college, and he introduces her to a few of his friends...connecting with one in particular...

Her whole plan is soon thrown off the track she’s had it on for 21 years….

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The next morning, after maybe two hours of sleep, I stopped at the local student coffee shop, grabbing something for me and Hyunjin before heading to the bus top for a 15 minute drive to the closest stop to the dance studio Hyunjin and I have been using for the last couple of weeks. He said that rather than having to rent a room through the school, he knew the owner of a local one that hardly anyone used anymore. I’m sure the owner was more than happy to have both our company and our generous donations, since she refused to let us pay by the hour like she required for the public.

I punched in the passcode she offered for Hyunjin and me before pushing my way through the creaking door, the bell above ringing. I heard slow beats in the studio and I made my way in, assuming it was just going to be him. Little did I know, he was going to have two friends with him. I knew both, thankfully, I wasn’t very open to dancing in front of strangers…another reason I wasn’t a choreographer. I saw Jeongin conversing with Felix, who I met a time or two when I would meet Hyunjin at his dorm. I brought Hyunjin his coffee, then properly greeted the two other men in the room. Felix, surprising me with a hug, “Y/N, I’ve missed seeing you, Jinnie’s been hogging you up in studios too much. You need to come by the dorm sometime. I know I wouldn’t be the only one who’d ap-”

A loud clap sounded from the other side of the room, “Okay! You two heathens have two choices, sit on the side quietly or leave-your choice!”

Jeongin made a face at his demanding friend and dragged Felix to the bench spanning the side of the room the the right.

Hyunjin had me set our drinks where we wouldn’t spill them and we decided to start at the hook of the song. I watched a few feet away from him, so I could gauge where he had gotten with the choreo. I put in a few suggestions that made the dance look like it would flow more with his body, surprisingly enough, he took the offer, stating that it felt more natural anyway.

One..Two…Three…Four…Five…Six…Seven…Eight

The counting Hyunjin showed to me consistently sounded through my head and I jumped in when it felt right, following his languid movements. Once the song came to an end, our breathing slightly elevated he turned to me and smiled, “Why don’t you dance with me more? Ooh, I can ask my instructor if I can bring you on and make it a duet?”

I laugh with a hand on my chest, “Hyunjin, you’re being generous, I do NOT want this to be a duet, I will ruin your grade, I swear it. I am entry level, at this point you’re a pro, I am not willing to bring your final grade down. If you’re up for it, once you get your grade back, you can alter the dance as a duet and we can try that as a side project?”

He thought about it for a moment and his face lit up,” I love that idea! So, be prepared to be amazed and tired. But, I still would like you to practice with me, the studio feels empty dancing by myself.”

He gave me little puppy-dog eyes and I caved, “Okay, okay. Just be patient with me, I’m still new and learning.”

After a little “hehe” he started the song over and we started from the top, working on parts we each thought we could change slightly to make more impactful. Every once in a while, Felix would offer suggestions that neither of us thought of due to being to wrapped up in our own bubble of creativity. After an hour and a half, Hyunjin received a phone call and I gave him the go ahead to answer it. This giving me a break to drink water and to cool off. I pulled my arm out of the sleeve of my sweatshirt for more ventilation, leaving my sports bra slightly exposed. In the mirror in front of me I saw Jeongin turn a shade of crimson and choke on whatever he was drinking in his cup, Felix beside him starting to let out a broken chuckle. I hear my phone begin to ring and I jog to answer the call fom Lilith when I pick up I can hear the white sound from being in a vehicle,”Y/Nnie? Can you hear me?”

“Yes, love, what’s up?” I play with the end of my sleeve on my sweatshirt, a habit I’ve never been able to break.

“All the dance studios are full at the university and I remember you telling me about the one off-campus you guys used, do you mind if practice is over there today or would we be intruding?”

“Not at all, girl, come on over- you have my location, right? Just put it in and I’ll send you the code to get in, or have someone come down to meet you.”

“Sounds good, we’ve got like five minutes left, but I’ll let you go so you can continue practicing!”

With that she hung up before I could even ask who “we” were…

I feel warmth behind me, only for it to be Hyunjin towering over me, “Chris is on his way, all the studios are full at uni and they need a bigger space.”

I let out an “uh-huh” muttering that Lilith said the same thing. Felix said that he would go down to let them in once they got here and told us that we could just continue with what we were doing. With that being said, Hyunjin decided to show me one specific part I couldn’t get down because of the way he moved his hips and it just felt unnatural. He watched me attempt to do it, and waited a couple of beats.

“Is it okay if I touch you? I don’t wanna make you uncomfortable.” He asked.

I nod, “Hyun, I don’t think there is anything you could do at this point that would make me uncomfortable…unless it was kissing, that’s a different story and we know what happened the last time you kissed a girl.”

He looked at me with a “go to hell’ look and placed his warm hands on my waist and he asked Jeongin to play the music at a specific part. Once Jeongin pressed ‘play’ Hyunjin stepped behind me, looking over my shoulder still keeping a respectful distance away from me. Once the music began to flood out of the speakers, the man behind me began to move our bodies the way we had written out. I imprinted the way my body was supposed to move in this moment into my brain, trying to remember the way my muscles pulled at my back and thighs.

I looked at my partner through the mirror and asked him if we could run it again, hoping I could finally get this one right. He agreed and I walked over to his phone, rewinding the song and pulled off the rest of my sweatshirt, discarding it in the corner. We bagan moving again, midway through I started feeling anxiety rising in me the closer we got to the part we just went over.

It didn’t take long before we were interrupted by cat-calls from none other than Lilith, with two strays in tow. Chris and Han shyly made their way to us, Han quietly introduced himself and shook my hand. Chris shook my hand and said a quick ‘hi’ before hugging Hyunjin and quickly making his way to Jeongin, greeting him like a big brother would, sitting on top of him and rubbing the top of his head.

Lilith, on the other hand, yanked me to the side, “Okay you slut, whatcha doin with the little dancey dance there? But also, not bad..”

I just shrugged, “Hyunjin and I thought it would be a great idea for me to learn the routine because he wants to make it a duet once he finishes his exam, and he was talking about putting it on his socials with the song. All about publicity, babes.”

My friend squinted her eyes at me before calling over Han, “ Han, Y/N, Y/N, Han…or Jisung, he’ll respond to either.”

“I’m not a dog, Lilith,” he turns to me, “it’s nice to finally properly meet you, we’ve heard so much about you!”

“What the hell kinda stories does she tell you guys?” I let out with a nervous chuckle.

“ Now I said nothing about- OW!” Han was interrupted by Lilith stomping her foot ontop of his.

“Shut the hell up, shortstack.” She grits out as she turns to me “but, can we see the whole thing?”

My arms cross as a shout out to Hyunjin on the other side of the studio, “Hyun, she wants to see a run through.”

Before I start the music I let out a little disclaimer, “Now, the track isn’t finished yet, we’re still touching it up, but this is the main sample of it.”

“I hope you know we wanna see you dance with him too.” Felix requests.

Suddenly I feel shy, “Felix, I don’t know…I don’t feel comf-”

“Do it! You’re too hot to not do it!” Han shouts from his little corner, “Do your little dancey dance.” He sings out.

I give in, first throwing on my sweatshirt I had discarded in the corner, finally pressing play and getting into place.

I put all my focus and energy into getting this whole thing right, wanting to prove to myself that I can do anything I put my mind to. The last note rings out and I feel like I am dying for air…real air. I need to work on my stamina for sure. Hollers echo around us and Hyunjin embraces me in a hug, his arm lazily slung around my shoulders, “Y/Nnie, you did so good for a producer!”

“THAT’S where I know you from! Y/N, do you take Professor Kim’s Producing class block?” Han asks, running up to us.

“Yeah, have him every Monday, Wednesday, and Fridays.” I inform him. From there, he gets so excited and begins asking questions.

“What row do you sit it? How come you don’t talk a lot in class? You should’ve introduced yourself to us!” This little man doesn’t stop rambling, and I already adore him for it.

Through a few chuckles I explain that I sit directly behind him and Chris, and that I actually record the class to I can take proper notes later and didn’t feel the need to talk. We all get acquainted more while Hyunjin and I take a break, laughs sounding through the room frequently- the company feels nice…feels warm. After being a part of a few side conversations, I watch how well Lilith gets along with the other four. I notice how quiet Chan was and I accidentally make eye contact with him, my face heating up slightly and I send him a reassuring wink. He blushed and a smile grows on his face, he pulls his ball cap down and looks into his lap.

“So when are we all free so that way we can have a hangout night, I’m sure since I like you two, the rest of us will get along well.” Hyunjin asks loudly, pulling my attention away from the blushing man.

Suddenly I find six pairs of eyes are on me, questioning me in silence.

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BTS Dating Series #12: Life When He’s Gone

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Genre/Rate: 18+, fluff

Summary: You try to adjust to life without your boyfriend there.

Warnings: None to note.

Kim Seokjin

You sighed heavily as you stepped through the doorway of Jin’s apartment, making sure you closed the door behind you before locking it. Though Jin had made it clear that he’d love for you to spend time at his place, this was your first time making it over there in the three weeks that had passed since he’d gone on tour with the members. 

After taking off your shoes and jacket, you paced into the kitchen in search of food. You had hoped that whatever Jin had in his fridge hadn’t gone bad in his absence because you were starving and hadn’t thought to go to the grocery store. When you opened the fridge, you were shocked to see it fully stocked with all of the ingredients needed to make your favorite foods. 

“How?” You murmured to yourself and as you looked at the counter next to the fridge, you saw a large piece of paper folded up with your name on it. After shutting the door, you picked up the paper and unfolded it, seeing that it was from Jin.

“Hi jagi, I had my brother stock up on your favorites for me because I wanted you to be comfortable whenever you decided to (finally) come to my place! Feel free to cook yourself a meal, eat well, and make yourself at home! I miss you more than anything. All my love and heart - Your Jinnie.”

“That man,” you smiled to yourself before putting the note down and doing exactly what he instructed you to. Two hours later, after you had eaten your fill and changed into one of Jin’s t-shirt that he left behind, you were laying in his bed and decided to send him a picture of yourself, along with a text.

“Thank you for thinking of me, even from thousands of miles away. I miss you and I’m waiting for you to come home to me. I love you.”

Min Yoongi

“Hey, sorry I’m late,” you huffed as you flew into the restaurant where your best friend was waiting for you to join her for lunch. 

“Hey,” she smiled, waiting for you to take your seat before she bit into you. “What’s up with you? You’re usually never late and no offense, but you look like shit.”

“I feel like shit,” you confessed. “I’ve barely been sleeping these days and I’ve been surviving off coffee and sheer will power to get my projects at work done.”

“Hmm, does this have anything to do with a certain rapper being gone on a jet setting tour with his members?” She smirked and you rolled your eyes. 

“Shut up.”

“No seriously,” she chuckled. “How have you been holding up since he’s been gone?”

“I miss him so fucking much,” you admitted. “And I didn’t think I would. I can barely sleep without him.”

“It’s not surprising,” she shrugged. “The two of you have been joined at the hip ever since you started seeing each other.”

“I know but still, I never thought I’d miss any man this much,” you huffed. “I’m in so deep with Yoongi and the craziest part is, I don’t mind it at all.”

“Anyone with eyes could see that,” your best friend laughed. “And you wanna know something?”

“What?”

“He’s in just as deep as you are, if the way he looks at you is any indication,” she revealed, making you smile widely at the thought of your boyfriend. 

Kim Namjoon

You strolled around the museum on your own, taking your time to look at and read the description for every piece that was showcased. In Namjoon’s absence, you found comfort in still doing the things that the two of you often did while you were together and museum hopping was near the top of the list. 

“Ah, this is gorgeous,” you murmured to yourself as you came upon a particular abstract painting. As you read the description, you realized that it was created by one of Namjoon’s favorite artists so after taking your phone out, you posed in front of the piece and smiled widely, taking a quick selfie. Once you made sure that you liked it, you went straight to your text messages and sent it to Namjoon along with a simple text: “Missing you”. 

As soon as you saw the picture sent, another picture popped up into your text thread and you smiled when you saw that it was from Namjoon. He was posing in front of one of your favorite works of art with a wide smile, dimples deep and proudly on display. 

“Missing my museum partner a little more today,” was the text message that came with it. As soon as you went to reply, another one came through that read “there’s no way that we’re really doing the same thing at the same time”.

“Yes way,” you texted back. “I miss you. Hurry home.”

“I miss you more.”

Jung Hoseok

“So if you could just call the venue to confirm the date of the party, we can start to book the vendors,” you said to your assistant Jaehyun who nodded dutifully.

“Of course,” he replied. “Anything else?”

“That’ll be all. Thank you, Jaehyun,” you said and he smiled softly before rushing off to do the job you had given him. You walked around your desk then, taking a seat in your large chair and grabbing your phone to scroll through it. As soon as you unlocked it, you saw that you had a missed call from Hobi only five minutes prior so you hurriedly called him back, putting the phone on speaker as it rung loudly.

“You’ve reached Jung Hoseok. I couldn’t make it to the phone right now but I’ll call you back as soon as I can!” His voicemail recited, making you sigh heavily before hanging up. Just as you went to send him a text message, Jaehyun came rushing back into your office.

“Uh boss? There’s been an issue with the dates for the venue,” he grimaced and with a heavy sigh, you set your cell phone to the side before waving him inside to sort out the issue. 

By the end of the day, you and Hobi had called each other a combined 8 times, each of you missing the other’s call by mere minutes. After getting home, eating, and getting into bed, you had given up all hope of hearing from your boyfriend that day. That was, until your phone rang at almost midnight.

“Hello?” You answered. 

“I hope you didn’t think I was really gonna let the whole day go by without hearing your voice at least once,” Hobi murmured into the phone and you couldn’t help but to smile. 

“I don’t know,” you said teasingly. “You cut it a little close this time.”

“Well, please forgive me,” he laughed. “How are you doing though, baby? Ok?”

“Yeah, much better now that I hear your voice,” you admitted. 

“Me too baby, me too.”

Park Jimin

You were in your en suite bathroom, finishing up your skincare routine when ringing from your laptop made your heart rate skyrocket. After taking a quick look in the mirror to make sure you looked ok, you rushed into your bedroom and jumped onto the bed, hurriedly answering the incoming FaceTime call. 

“Hello?” Jimin called out once the camera had finished connecting.

“Jimin-ssi,” you grinned. “How are you? How was the show tonight?”

“I’m ok, just finished showering and the show was great,” he replied. “Would’ve been better if you had been there, though.”

“Oh yeah right,” you giggled. 

“How about you? How have you been?” He wondered and you grabbed one of your pillows, using it to prop yourself up as you got comfortable on the bed. 

“I’m ok, just been trying to keep myself occupied with work,” you told him. “I’ve been working out a lot lately too, since I’ve been so anxious worrying about you and your health.”

“I’m fine jagi,” he assured you with a playful roll of his eyes. “But I don’t want you overdoing it in the gym, even though it’s definitely paying off.”

“You think?” You murmured teasingly, not so subtly letting the strap of your nightgown slide down your shoulder. 

“Don’t try and distract me right now, I’m serious!” He whined, making you laugh loudly. 

“Alright, alright, fine,” you relented. “Tell me more about the tour.” For the next hour, you and Jimin traded stories about what had been going on in your lives since you had been separated and before you knew it, you found yourself beginning to dose off against your pillow. 

“Baby, go to bed,” Jimin told you gently. “It’s late for both of us.”

“Sing to me?” You requested and never having been one to deny you, Jimin began to sing Serendipity as you drifted off to sleep. 

Kim Taehyung

“How’s your steak, Y/N-ah?” Taehyung asked you and you looked up at your phone that was propped up on the table, giving him a small smile.

“It’s amazing Tae, but-”

“But what?”

“You didn’t have to go to some much trouble,” you told him. “I mean, you ordered the food for me even though you’re in Europe right now and you skipped out on dinner with the members and the staff just to have a FaceTime date with me.”

“Baby, I did all of those things because I wanted to,” he reminded you. “It was no trouble for me to order the food for you and as for missing dinner with the members and staff, I’m literally on tour with them so I see them everyday. It won’t be the only time I’ll be able to hang out with them, I swear.”

“I just don’t want you to feel like you have to rearrange your whole life for me,” you shrugged lamely. 

“Hey, I’m making sure that you know how special you are to me and that you know you have a space in my life,” Taehyung explained. “Touring and the distance can be hard on relationships and I just don’t wanna leave any doubts in your mind, ok?”

“Ok,” you nodded with a grin. “Thank you, for the reassurance.”

“Anything for you baby, and that’s always,” he promised. 

Jeon Jungkook

You laughed out loud as you watched Bangtan’s newest interview with Vogue magazine that had just been released only a few hours prior. With Jungkook being gone, you found yourself closely watching social media for updates on what the group was up to and how the shows of the tour were going. Doing so made you feel closer to Jungkook than physical distance currently allowed and that helped you not feel as lonely without him there.

When you got to about the midway point of the video, your phone suddenly rang and you reached over, barely taking your eyes off the screen as you answered it. 

“Hello?”

“Hi Y/N-ah,” Jungkook greeted you and you couldn’t help the smile that slide onto your face. 

“Hey you,” you replied. “Funny you chose to call right now, I’m watching your Vogue interview.”

“Ah yeah, we did that a few days ago,” he said. 

“You look amazing, the stylists have been doing great,” you commented. “And you sounded good during the part where they asked you to sing your current favorite song.”

“Thanks baby,” he chuckled. “Wanna know something though?”

“What’s that?”

“All I could think about during that interview was you and how there’s only one week left until you come out to see me,” he confessed. “I miss you so much.”

“I miss you too,” you whispered. “And trust me, I’ve been thinking about it a lot too. Feels like it’s been forever since we were together when it’s really only been two months.”

“Two months too long,” he huffed. “Once you’re here, I might not let you go home.”

“I wouldn’t have any issues with that,” you giggled. “Now, talk to me and tell me about the tour.” You snuggled into the couch with a smile as Jungkook talked animatedly about the shows and how he couldn’t wait for you to see them.

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