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I Like It 🎉

featuring: kim seungmin x fem!reader warnings: angst, fluff word count: 1.7k synopsis: fulfilling a childhood dream of his own, seungmin got the honor of throwing the ceremonial first pitch at the mlb world tour seoul series against the dodgers, and wrapped into it, he arranged a small surprise for you too. note: so honored to be included in Angel's SKZ Birthday Bash 🎪🎢🎡🎠 and had so much fun writing my part with our fav puppy boy. all angel wanted was love and fluffiness, so, going against my brand 😏 - i had to give it to her even despite my song choice. here's to you and HAPPY (almost) BIRTHDAY SISTER-WIFE! 😘 hope i did you proud. also, sorry for my writing inactivity lately. as some of you know i had surgery about a month ago and have been staying at my mom's house to recoup and it's been hard to write here, but my new goal is to be back home and in my own space by this coming friday so i'll be back in your feeds soon! Masterlist

Six months you’d been “together.”  Well, could you even really call it that?  Six months that you’d been spending time together.  Constantly.  And yet?  Neither of you ever discussed making it official.

About two months ago you’d jokingly brought up the topic, but it didn’t go quite as well as you had hoped.

“Can’t we just keep having fun?  Why do we need to label anything?”  Seungmin asked, avoiding making eye contact with you as he toyed with his food.   “I… I mean, I guess we don’t need to…” your voice trailed off, very obviously disappointed in his reaction.   Finally lifting his gaze, he looked over to you, noticing that you were now the one using your chopsticks to play with your own food.  With a heavy sigh, he leaned back in the booth and tried to find the right words.   “Y/N, I really like you, and I really like what we’re doing.  You know how difficult it could get with my job and everything.  Trust me, you don’t want any part of that.” Leaning forward, you took a bite of your meal and slowly nodded your head, not really wanting to argue with him or push him away.  “Yeah, you’re right.” The defeat in your voice was deafening, and truth be told, Seungmin’s feelings for you were growing daily but he was scared.  His life was not easy and bringing someone in, officially, would be even worse for them.  He couldn’t do that to you. So, taking the coward’s way out, he chuckled and shrugged his shoulders, attempting to downplay your situationship.  “Let’s be honest, you’ll get sick of me in another week anyway.  I think we should just keep playing this whole push me, pull me game a little longer until you decide you’re too good for me.” With a lopsided grin, obviously hiding your true feelings, you nodded and took another bite.  “The fun is in the chase anyway, right?”

Fast forward two months, and when Seungmin got the good news from his manager, the first thing he did was race over to your apartment to share it with you.

You’d barely pulled the door open when he came in, wrapped his arms around your waist and swung you around in a circle, causing a shriek of surprise to squeak out of you.  “Oh my God, What is happening right now?”  You laughed, hands on his shoulders to stabilize yourself.

Once he placed you back on your two feet, his smile was brighter than you’d ever seen before.  Leaning in quickly, he kissed you long, hard, lingering, and pulled away with a loud smack of his lips.  “It’s happening.  I’m finally going to be a professional baseball player!”

Still trying to regain your stability with his hasty actions, you leaned back and blinked at him in confusion.  “...come again?”

“You know how the MLB is coming here to do their World Series in Seoul?”  His hands wrapped around your upper arms tightly, gently shaking you, trying to get your excitement to his level.

With a small laugh, you nodded hesitantly.  “Sure?”

“They asked me to throw out the first pitch!!!”  Seungmin was nearly shouting he was so excited. 

“Min!”  You gasped, finally registering his words.  “That is so exciting!!!”  

Unable to contain himself, he picked you up and swung you around again, hugging you tighter than before.  Once he finally put you back down again, he was laughing with the shock of it all still.

“You’ll come with me, right?  I want you to come with me.”

Staring up into the dark eyes of the man you were falling in love with, your heart clenched inside your chest.  “Of course I’ll be there!”  You smiled, giving in to his joy yet again.  

He had to know what he was doing to you, right?  This was the kind of request that a boyfriend would ask of his girlfriend.  Not just the girl he’d been ‘spending time with’ constantly.  And sharing a bed with.  And in… whatever sick kind of roleplay this was. 

Just the ambiguous ‘you and me.’

The next week approached in such a blur of second guesses, overthinking, and dread.  Not about going to the game, no, that would be fun.  But about the fact that you had resigned yourself to ending whatever was going on between you and Seungmin.

It had become obvious to you that more than six months of this game was going nowhere, and you needed to pull the plug before you set yourself up for even more heartache.

Now, with your hand so tightly clasped within his own, Seungmin lead the two of you down into the Korean team’s dugout inside the massive Gocheok SkyDome.  

Both of you were dressed in denim and black Team Korea jerseys, though Seungmin had been gifted a customized, official one with his name scrawled across the back of his shoulders.  With his matching baseball cap pulled low over his eyes, he looked like a true baseball player and Seungmin had never been more elated.

Once inside the dugout, he began talking with the team’s manager and shook hands with several of the players, many of whom admitted that they were Stray Kids fans and so happy he was there supporting them.  

Eventually, one of the officials came to the dugout to collect Seungmin before the game officially began.  Glancing over his shoulder at you, he smiled and you gave him two thumbs up, silently encouraging him to go and enjoy this moment.

Finally, he walked onto the field and the world seemed to still for a moment.  With his glove in his left hand, Seungmin stood off to the side of the first base line and took everything in.  Looking around the massive stadium from this vantage point, he took the moment to soak in the fact that he was finally going to live out a childhood dream.  

Sure, he’d been in large venues performing before, but nothing could prepare his inner-child for this moment. 

Breaking him out of his reverie, the catcher walked over to Seungmin and introduced himself before guiding him out to the pitcher’s mound.  The catcher reached out to hand a ball to Seungmin, but before he turned to walk away, Seungmin leaned in to whisper something to him before pulling something out of his pocket.  The catcher nodded his head with a large grin, brought his facemask down and walked back over to home plate as the announcer began speaking.

On cue, Seungmin raised both hands and waved to the roaring crowd as he was introduced, and then quickly fell into position, his expression switching to that of strict concentration once he turned back to the catcher and home plate.

Having practiced pitching since he got the news, he was confident he wouldn’t embarrass himself today, but nothing could have prepared him for the near perfect strike he threw across home plate.  

Stepping off the mound with the biggest smile and the sound of thunderous applause echoing in his ears, he tucked his glove under his arm and waved his ballcap to the crowd before he walked back over to the catcher.  Coming up from his crouched position, he shook Seungmin’s hand once more and handed him the ball with a pat on his back before turning the idol back towards the dugout.

As he reapproached the dugout, Team Korea was applauding and cheering him on, but the only person he was looking at was you.  Nonchalantly, as he stepped back down, he tossed the baseball to you.

Catching it somewhat gracefully, you smiled and gave him a hug as he came up to you.  “You did so great!  How do you feel?”

Looking down at you, the grin still plastered across his face, he laughed dryly.  “Unreal.”

“Proud of you,” you nodded, one arm around his shoulder and your opposite hand still clutching onto the ball.

“Think you should keep that by the way,” he said, motioning down to the baseball.

“Me?  Why?  I’m surprised you don’t wanna put this in a shatterproof glass, locked, alarmed box.”  You laughed, finally bringing the ball up to look at it.  And when you did, you noticed something that looked like handwriting on one side.

Finally, turning it around in your hand, your jaw fell open when the words came into view.  

I love you.

With your eyes as wide as saucers, you looked up to his face, and noticed he’d become flushed from his now rosy cheeks all the way to his ears.  “I… what…?”  You stammered, unable to comprehend what was happening.

“I love you, Y/N.  And I’m sorry it’s taken me this long to get here.  I’m still scared and don’t want you to get overwhelmed or hurt, but like I said the other day… there’s no one I’d rather share any of this with.”  Seungmin finally said, one of his hands finding yours, lacing his digits between your own.

Listening to the words you’d been longing to hear, from the man you were longing to hear them from, you couldn’t help but begin to tear up.  The smile that lit up your entire face was everything he wanted to see, and using his free hand, Seungmin placed it on the back fo your neck and pulled you in for a kiss.

Moving your body flush against his, you leaned into him and tilted your head, falling into him even deeper, all lips, tongue and relief.  The buzz of the Korean baseball team moving around you two in the dugout blurred away, and the only thing you could focus on was Seungmin and the confession you’d been dying to hear.

Eventually leaning back, you looked up into his eyes once again, and your grip around his shoulders tightened, holding the baseball against your chest.  “I love you too, Min.”

With a small dry laugh, he smirked.  “Good.  Now I don’t have to keep wondering where we stand and asking you ‘what are we’ anymore,” obviously teasing.

Poking him harshly in the ribs, you both laughed as he pulled you back in against his frame.  “Now you’re officially mine…” he paused, humming thoughtfully. “I think I like the sound of that.” 

Leaning down again briefly, he kissed you gently again before mumbling against your soft lips.  “Yeah, it’s official.  I like it.”

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Recommendation list

Here is a little collection of my favorite stray kids stories i read last year. Shout out to all the amazing writers on this list. I hope you find something you like to read. Enjoy!

Bang Chan:

makeup time by gnabnahc317cb97

let me in your ocean, swim by skzms

slytherin bangchan hogwarts au by slytherinbangchan

everything that we need is here by youknowwhatelseisbig

happy by agi-ppangx

Lee Minho:

so tight i'd bruise you by wynn-43

and at last i see the light by lieslab

all i want for christmas by hwangism143

catnip and kidnappings by kaciidubs

constellations by nmn-yty

Seo Changbin:

seasons with you by jeonginsleftcheek

just call my name ill be there by feelbokkie

the alternative by astraystayyh

confession by baby-yongbok

mezzanine by hwajin

Hwang Hyunjin:

best friend jealousy by lixie-phoria

practice makes perfect by soobnny

the snow falls we fall apart by astraystayyh

here is the plan by hyunjins-orange-slice-too

from eden by minhosimthings

Han Jisung:

my jokes are my amour by wynn-43

sunflower by coichii

behind the Camera, In His Heart by 0omill0

volcano by astraystayyh

chronic by httpdwaekki

Felix:

coffee fix by jinhyun

more than friends by charlieg1rl

sandcastles by luvtak

unfair by wendyyyyyyyy

hang the moon by lixies-favorite-cookie

Seungmin:

tangled lines by ivyues

stuffies by seungfl0wer

promise by hwajin

moments of love by imagine-a-life-like-this

the subtle art of cliche confessions by starseungs

Jeongin:

paired up by sheerfreesia

subtle pining by lixie-phoria

my girl by soobnny

white nail polish by dreaming-medium

you can have it by cosmicalily

More member:

3Racha when you’re nonverbal by finnbbl

i love you by lieslab

the final straw by gnabnahc317cb97

protection by jinnie-ret

you were a bet by dreamescapeswriting

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Mafia!SKZ Masterlist

series of mafia au~

Bang Chan

(strategic, protective, commanding, unwavering, emotionally manipulative)

~fic coming soon~

Lee Know

(calculating, elegant, possessive, vicious, ruthless, yandere)

~fic coming soon~

Seo Changbin

(fierce, intense, relentless, soft-hearted underneath)

~fic coming soon~

Hwang Hyunjin

(ruthless, unpredictable, charming, flirty, romantic)

📝 Fiercely Yours

summary: he tempts you to cross the line every time he looks at you — but as his consigliere, you're caught between duty and desire

genre: fluff, romance

Han Jisung

(chaotic, unpredictable, brilliant, obsessive)

~fic coming soon~

Lee Felix

(lethal, sweet, quietly dangerous, gaslighter)

~fic coming soon~

Kim Seungmin

(cold, sharp, possessive, unreadable, yandere)

📝 No Escape part 1 ● part 2

summary: your life is turned upside down when a ruthless mafia leader falls for you— his obsession growing stronger each day, pulling you deeper into his dark, twisted world

genre: slow burn angst, dark romance, yandere

Yang Jeongin

(deceptively innocent, calculating, sharp, volatile)

~fic coming soon~

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❝✧・ V A M P I R E ! S T R A Y K I D S S E R I E S ・ ✧ ❞

𓆩♡𓆪 welcome to the part of the brain that thinks obsession is a love language and fangs are a good idea.

🩸 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒: 𝐕𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄!𝐒𝐊𝐙 ✦ The Basics // Blood Lore Masterfile ✦ Vampire!Skz Lore: Origin + Character Files ✦ Can Vampires See Themselves In Mirrors? // Who in Vampire!SKZ Loves Mirror Sex ✦ Vampire Blood Effects on Humans (Science & Sin Version) ✦ Can Vampires Have Babies? // The Soulmate Bond // Vampire DNA ✦ Bloody Biology // Human Menstruation in Vampire-Altered World // How Do You Meet a Vampire // How Do You Become a Blood Doll // Do Vampire!SKZ Know When You're Bleeding? ✦ Do Blood Dolls Get Anaemic? ✦ Vampiric Speed ✦ Blood Disorders // How Would Vampire!SKZ Handle a Soulmate with Blood Imperfections? ✦ When Do Vampire Babies Start to Feed & Grow Fangs? ✦ Abnormal Gene // Jeongin's Evolution ✦ Blood Transfusions in Blood Dolls ✦ Death, Reincarnation & Soulmate Bond

🩸 𝐎𝐓𝟖 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐒 & 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐓𝐇 ✦ [NSFW] Where Vampire!SKZ Likes to Bite You ✦ [SFW] How They Court You (Vampire Seduction 101) ✦ What Happens If You Get Injured In Front of Them ✦ If You Became a Vampire Too… ✦ How They Act When Jealous or Starving ✦ Arterial vs Venous Blood: Taste, Preference, and Hunger Control

🩸 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐎 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈-𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐒

𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍 // Abnormal | The Leader | Obsessive. Controlled. Addicted to your pulse

🩸 Blood Type Preference: A+ — says it tastes like control. 🩸 Bite Spot: Neck or heart. Always leaves a mark. 🩸 Risk Level: High. Do not lie to him.

✦ [NSFW] First Bite

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𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 // Abnormal | The Prince of Teeth | Sadistic in silk. Smiles when you bleed.

🩸 Blood Type Preference: B—— "B for bite me, baby." 🩸 Bite Spot: Inner thigh. Just to watch you twitch. 🩸 Risk Level: Extreme. Glamours first, fucks after. You won’t remember your name.

✦ [NSFW] First Ruin

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𝐒𝐄𝐎 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐁𝐈𝐍 // Normal | The Enforcer | Strength kink with bite marks for days.

🩸 Blood Type Preference: O- — calls it rare. treats it like a reward. 🩸 Bite Spot: Just below the ribs. Deep. Bruising. Precise. 🩸 Risk Level: Moderate—unless you're crying. Then he breaks.

✦ [NSFW] First Claim I ✦ [NSFW] First Claim II

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𝐇𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐘𝐔𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐍 // Abnormal | The Siren | Art made flesh. Pleasure made ruin.

🩸 Blood Type Preference: AB — says it’s "complicated, like you." 🩸 Bite Spot: Over your pulse point—wrist, thigh, or neck. 🩸 Risk Level: Lethal. Will make you beg, cry, and thank him in the same breath.

✦ First Worship: [COMING SOON]

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𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐉𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆 // Normal | The Shadow Walker | Can’t help himself. Won’t stop once he starts.

🩸 Blood Type Preference: A— — "light, fast, makes me hungrier." 🩸 Bite Spot: Anywhere he can get to first. Usually when you’re not looking. 🩸 Risk Level: Unstable. You’ll think you’re in control. You never are.

✦ First Frenzy: [COMING SOON]

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𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐗 // Abnormal | The Dreamer | Gentle voice. Corrupt touch. Dangerous devotion.

🩸 Blood Type Preference: AB+ — "dreamers always taste sweeter." 🩸 Bite Spot: Over the heart. Tops of breasts. 🩸 Risk Level: Soft... until he isn't. You won't wake up the same.

✦ First Bloom: [COMING SOON]

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𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐌𝐈𝐍 // Normal | The Beloved | Controlled. Calculating. Feeds slow and deep.

🩸 Blood Type Preference: A+ — "clean. sharp. predictable." 🩸 Bite Spot: Inner arm. Slowly. Like he's reading you. 🩸 Risk Level: High for overthinkers. He knows where you ache before you do.

✦ First Lesson: [COMING SOON]

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𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐍 // Normal (Evolving Abnormal) | The Smile with Fangs | Desperate. Clingy. Starved for you.

🩸 Blood Type Preference: Doesn’t know. Says “yours is the only one that matters.” 🩸 Bite Spot: Whatever’s exposed first. He can’t wait. 🩸 Risk Level: Unknown. The bond is growing. And so is the hunger.

✦ First Hunger: [COMING SOON]

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Main Masterlist 1

Finally putting this out there so everything is in one spot. All of my stories are written with a gender neutral reader, unless otherwise specified. You can find more fics at the link below:

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Stray Kids X reader:

Falling in love with Skz [fluff]

Skz finds out you're not eating [hurt/comfort with some angst]

Skz finds you struggling with self harm [hurt/comfort with some angst]

Skz finds you battling suicide [hurt/comfort with some angst]

A flicker of hope [hurt/comfort]

Star lost [comfort/hurt]

Behind the light [comfort with some angst]

Cover me [comfort/hurt]

Comflex [comfort/hurt]

Love is a spider [comfort/hurt]

Youtiful [comfort/hurt]

Idle town [fluff]

It comes and goes in waves [comfort/hurt]

Not strong enough [comfort/hurt with fluff]

Don't let me go [fluff]

And I'll never go home again [comfort/hurt with angst]

Look after you [reverse comfort/hurt]

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Chan X reader:

Room Temperature Noodles [fluff & comfort/hurt]

Happiness is a butterfly [angst without a happy ending]

I love you, I love you, I love you [fluff & comfort/hurt]

Experience [comfort/hurt]

Teacher's pet [angst with comfort/hurt]

Daddy issues [angst with comfort/hurt]

Kill this love [angst without a happy ending]

Will you have me or watch me fall? [mafia AU]

Are you with me? [comfort/hurt]

Broken hearts club [mafia AU]

Whiplash [fluff]

Skipped through the five waves of grief [comfort/hurt]

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Minho x reader:

Five, six, seven, eight [fluff with a touch of angst]

Fifty-fifty [comfort/hurt with fluff]

The art of being human [angst with comfort/hurt]

You're somebody else [angst with no happy ending]

To be alone with you [fluff]

Nothing new [comfort/hurt]

So different from the crowd [comfort/hurt]

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Changbin x reader:

A pickle for your thoughts? [fluff]

Truce? [comfort/hurt]

Swan dive [comfort/hurt]

Northern attitude [comfort/hurt]

I miss you, I'm sorry [angst with no happy ending]

Cake pops and coffee [fluff]

If I am killed simply for living, let death be kinder than man [angst with no happy ending]

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Hyunjin x reader:

Possibility [angst with no happy ending]

My muse [fluff]

Stupid bird [fluff]

To Saturn and back [angst with no happy ending]

Straight shooter [mafia AU]

The cut that always bleeds [comfort/hurt]

Oranges to orange juice [comfort/hurt with angst]

Love, dad [comfort/hurt]

Lost in a rainbow [fluff]

The house is white and the lawn is dead [comfort/hurt]

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Han x reader:

Honey bun [fluff]

Novocaine [fluff]

Enamored Remedy [fluff]

Gone away [angst with no happy ending]

Seeing is believing [comfort/hurt]

Tetris [fluff]

I am the face of love's rage [angst]

Just come home [comfort/hurt]

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Felix x reader:

Sweet cheeks [fluff]

Cookie monster [fluff]

Cuddle bug [fluff]

Corroded love [angst with no happy ending]

The depths between [ Siren AU mini-series]

Devil's advocate [Mafia AU]

Why does my skin start to burn? [comfort/hurt]

Prescribe yourself to me [comfort/hurt]

Call your mom [comfort/hurt]

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Seungmin x reader:

Passionate kisser, unlimited trickster [fluff]

Time, love, effort, and cooties [fluff & comfort/hurt]

This is me trying [comfort/hurt]

Ice, ice, baby [fluff]

Waiting for us [comfort/hurt]

Mess is mine [comfort/hurt]

Birds of a feather [fluff]

Somewhere only we know [fluff]

And if I could give you the moon, I would give you the moon [fluff]

I've tried to describe just how carefully I would carry you [comfort/hurt]

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Jeongin x reader:

My baby [fluff]

We'll keep this love in a photograph [right person, wrong time angst]

Duck, duck, goose [angst & comfort]

Already gone [comfort/hurt]

Drowning [comfort/hurt with angst]

All of this turbulence wasn't forecasted [comfort/hurt with angst]

Let the ultraviolet cover me up [comfort/hurt]

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Full length fanfics on Wattpad/Ao3:

Taste | Changbin | Slow burn enemies to lovers

N0 B0DY, N0 CRIM3 | Chan | Mafia/crime AU with a slow burn forbidden romance

Forget-me-not | Seungmin | Memory loss trope with a slow-building romance

He's got the whole world in his hands | Jeongin | Priest psychological horror AU with demonic possession and some forbidden romance

Pandemonium | Hyunjin | Dark circus AU with a cute cheesy romance and a mystery that changes everything

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“yeah this train never sleeps” 🎵 yeah i can tell why. i wouldn’t be able to sleep either

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the duality of seo changbin

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HELLO ???

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KIM SEUNGMIN LOG BACK INTO BBL RIGHT THE FUCK NOW BC I’M ABOUT TO CRASH OUT AND I HAVE WORDS FOR YOU

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Seungmin x Chaumet for W Korea, May 2025.

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𝐕𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐞: 𝐘𝐨𝐮

Pairing: hearingimpared!seungmin x afab!reader, established relationship

Synopsis: After many years of seungmin being deaf and slightly struggling in your relationship (which you always reminded him that it wasn't a struggle) you finally earn enough money to take him to the audiologist and get him better hearing aids

Warnings: angst, comfort, teeny fluff, quite emotional, seungmin cries when he hears reader clearly for the first time

A/n: if you have extra eyes for errors no you don't.

Seungmin wasn’t born deaf.

He still remembers faint traces of his childhood filled with laughter, music, and the soft hum of his mother’s lullabies. But everything changed when he turned ten.

It started with a high fever—nothing unusual at first. A week of being bedridden, some ear pain, dizziness. But when he finally stood up again, the world had gone muted. At first, it was like everything had just quieted. He thought his ears were clogged. But days passed, then weeks, and the silence never lifted. Doctors diagnosed him with sudden sensorineural hearing loss, likely triggered by the viral infection.

His parents tried everything from treatments, therapies, to hearing aids that whistled and buzzed more than they helped. But nothing brought back the clarity. Every sound was either muffled beyond recognition or screeching and distorted. The world became distant, like he was behind thick glass, watching everyone else live while he stood still. But it changed him. He grew quieter, more observant. The boy who used to hum songs while tying his shoelaces began to avoid music altogether. It was like losing a color from the spectrum life was still beautiful, but something fundamental was missing. 

At the time his disability was newly discovered, school was hell. He couldn’t keep up. People spoke too fast, teachers got frustrated repeating themselves, and classmates started calling him “broken.” He learned to lip-read out of survival, forcing himself to focus on mouths and facial expressions. But it was exhausting. Misunderstandings piled up. He withdrew. He smiled less. He began associating sound with failure.

The hearing aids became a source of shame. They were clunky, outdated, unreliable and they never worked right. Conversations turned into guessing games. He hated the pitying looks, the way people shouted slowly like he was stupid. Eventually, he stopped wearing them altogether. What was the point? Silence was at least consistent. He learned to exist in it.

Music, which once comforted him, became a painful memory. He’d press his fingers against the speaker, feeling the beat, closing his eyes to pretend he could hear the notes. But it wasn’t the same. He longed for the way voices used to sound and the way someone would say his name.

Years passed. He adjusted. His world was quiet, but he adapted. He became fiercely independent, doing everything he could not to burden anyone. But deep down, he still felt like he was constantly missing something like he was always one step out of sync with the world.

Then he met you.

You didn’t shout. You didn’t over-enunciate. You just... communicated. With patience, with handwritten notes, soft smiles, gentle touches. You asked how he preferred to talk. You learned his signs.

You were volunteering at a community arts center, helping organize a mixed-media class for differently-abled youth. Seungmin was there to support his younger cousin, who was on the autism spectrum. You caught his eye from across the room not because of anything loud or showy, but because you smiled at him like you already knew him. And when you introduced yourself, you didn’t speak first. You signed.

It was clumsy, adorable signing “Hi, me name… Y/N?” but it made Seungmin laugh, a breathy, silent sort of chuckle that made his shoulders shake. You looked up, startled, then broke into a grin. That moment cracked something open in him.

You started seeing each other more at events, over coffee (even though Seungmin didn't drink it), through text messages and quiet walks at night where he’d watch your lips move and you’d trace your fingers on his palm when the world was too dark for words. He never told you at first, but he thought you were magic. Not because you tried to fix anything but because you never treated him like he was broken.

And Seungmin, quiet but patient, would take your hands gently—never too long, never too forward—and guide them into the right shapes. You learned not just words, but expression. He taught you how emotion lives in the eyebrows, the tilt of a chin, the flicker of fingers.

It took weeks for you to realize he was looking forward to seeing you too. That he waited for you hesitantly, pretending to browse when he was really just hoping you’d show up.

Seungmin, who had long learned to carry silence like armor, found your presence disarming. You never flinched when he took a moment to respond. You never laughed when his voice slipped out softer, unsteady, after years of disuse. You spoke with your hands and eyes, letting him meet your where he was comfortable.

Their first date wasn’t even supposed to be one. They ended up walking home together after a sudden downpour soaked the city, and you insisted they find shelter in a late-night bookshop. It was there, under dim lights and the smell of paper, that she signed with a grin,

“This counts as a date, right?”

He had chuckled. Hands moving, sincerely.

“I guess it does.”

But falling in love wasn’t easy for Seungmin.

He had spent so many years blaming himself for being “too much.” Too silent. Too broken. Too hard to love. His old relationships had left scars with people who meant well but didn’t know how to stay. People who said things like “I just wish you’d talk more,” or “It’s hard when I can’t always reach you.”

He’d internalized it all, folding it into his chest like poison.  Like when he didn’t hear the doorbell and thought he missed your surprise visit. Or when he sat through a movie with you and couldn’t follow the storyline because the captions were out of sync, and he tried so hard to laugh when you did but his timing was off. You saw it in his eyes. That flicker of distance. That urge to shrink away from you because he felt like a burden.

Even though you learned sign language just for him, even though you took your time when speaking so he could read your lips, even though you’d repeat yourself over and over again without a hint of frustration he still felt the doubt creeping in.

Sometimes he’d pull away from you without warning. A bad day with static-filled hearing aids. A cruel memory triggered by something innocent. An accidental miscommunication that left him spiraling. He’d retreat, cold and distant, signing with sharp movements:

“You shouldn’t have to deal with this. With me.”

It crushed you every time. Not because he pushed her away, but because he truly believed he wasn’t worth staying for.

One night, after he pulled his faulty hearing aids out and tossed them across the room, his voice cracked in anger,

“I can’t even hear you properly. What kind of boyfriend is that?”

You sat beside him in silence for a moment, then gently took his trembling hands in hers. Slowly, you signed,

“You listen to me better than anyone ever has.”

Then you said it out loud, knowing he could read your lips and feel the words vibrating in your chest:

“Your silence has never scared me.”

And that night he cried.

Seungmin wasn’t someone who cried easily, but with you every dam he’d built up over the years broke. The guilt, the loneliness, the longing to be understood… it all poured out, and she held him through it. Not trying to fix him. Not trying to speak over it. Just there, solid and soft, like a light left on for him to find his way back.

You made a habit of leaving him small sticky notes when you left early. You practiced a little more sign language every night, even when he wasn’t around. You learned the difference between when he needed space and when he needed to be held. And Seungmin, he began to believe, slowly, that he was worth loving in full volume, even if he couldn’t hear it.

Loving Seungmin had always been a quiet kind of magic. Not because it was easy—no, love with him was layered, complex, and sometimes achingly delicate—but because it was real. It lived in the space between glances, in fingertips tracing signs in the air, in soft gazes across crowded rooms. It was in the way he’d tilt his head to better read your lips, or the subtle squeeze of his hand when he understood your joke a beat later than everyone else.

You never once saw him as a burden. But you knew he saw himself that way sometimes.

And it broke your heart.

From the very beginning, she made it your mission to never let him feel like he was lacking. You learned sign and KSL with aching fingers and late-night YouTube tutorials. You practiced in mirrors so your signs would be smooth, her expressions more natural, your hands quicker. You slowed down when you spoke not because you thought he was slow, but because you wanted to meet him where he was. Still, you saw it in his eyes sometimes. That flicker of shame. That silent wish that he could hear your laugh, hear his own voice clearly again, hear the world.

That’s when the idea took root.

You knew how much he hated his old hearing aids. He’d told you about them more than once the way they whistled when they weren’t supposed to, how the static from them made everything sound like muffled underwater echoes, how they were so bulky and outdated that he’d just stopped wearing them altogether. Seungmin had resigned himself to a life in silence, the hearing aids nothing more than an accessory to the inevitable.

But you couldn’t stand the thought of him living in that silence any longer. You wanted him to have the chance to hear your voice again, clearly, without the static that always filled the gaps. You wanted him to hear the world more fully the way he’d once done before it all changed. You wanted him to feel heard again.

So, without ever telling Seungmin, you decided to take matters into her own hands.

It wasn’t easy. You worked long shifts at the coffee shop, your fingers blistered from the constant motion of making drinks and wiping tables. You picked up freelance graphic design work, staying up late into the night, your eyes straining in front of your laptop screen. Every penny you earned, you set aside, hiding it away in a small envelope marked simply: For Seungmin. There were days when you nearly broke down from exhaustion, when your back ached from the weight of carrying your dreams for both of you. But every time you felt like giving up, you’d imagine the look in Seungmin’s eyes when he heard you  clearly again.

And then, after months of scraping together whatever she could—cutting back on coffee, on her usual weekend dinners, sometimes even selling old clothes—she had enough.

You researched hearing aids for weeks, making sure you found the ones that would work best for Seungmin, something lightweight, discreet, and most importantly, functional. You reached out to Seungmin’s audiologist and got the opinions of others who’d experienced similar challenges. You wanted to make sure that what you got for him wouldn’t be just another disappointment. You spent hours on forums, researching the best options, reading testimonials from other users who had finally found something that worked.

Eventually, you found them. Sleek, modern hearing aids that promised clearer sound and better comfort than anything he’d ever had before. They were expensive, but after months of hard work, you’d earned every dollar The day you bought them, your heart raced. You could already picture the look on Seungmin’s face. It was a mix of excitement and fear, but, you were afraid he wouldn’t accept them, that he’d feel overwhelmed, maybe even insulted by the gesture. But you pushed those fears aside. This was for him. For them. For the future you wanted to share with him, where their voices could reach each other across the space that silence had created.  So, you made a plan.

It started like any ordinary morning, or at least, Seungmin thought it did.

You had woken him up gently, brushing her fingers through his hair and signing, “Let’s go out today. There’s somewhere I want to take you.”

He’d blinked up at you, confused but trusting, nodding sleepily. He didn’t ask questions, you had a way of guiding him like that, always full of soft surprises.

You took the train, the city humming around them in its distant, quiet way. Seungmin watched you more than he watched the view. You kept looking at your phone, nervous fingers tapping your thigh, eyes flicking up to meet his every so often. You was trying to hide your excitement, but he knew you too well.

When they reached the small clinic, his brows furrowed. His heart sank. He stared at the clean white sign with the word Audiology on the glass door. He looked at you, confused, guarded. “Why… are we here?” he signed slowly, the motion tight, cautious. “You know I don’t—”

“It’s just a check-up,” you signed quickly, gently. “No pressure. Just trust me, okay?”

He didn’t want to go inside. His stomach twisted. But your hand slipped into his, warm and certain, and he couldn’t say no to that.

Inside, the receptionist greeted them warmly, and you leaned in to speak to her quietly while Seungmin filled out a short form. What he didn’t know was that you was whispering, “I made the appointment. Please don’t say anything about the hearing aids yet, it’s a surprise. I already spoke to Dr. Jin. He knows.”

The receptionist gave a small nod and smile. Everything was in place.

Soon enough, Dr. Jin came to the waiting area and welcomed them in. He was an older man, calm-eyed and kind-voiced, someone Seungmin had seen before years ago when he was still trying to find hope in outdated machines. They sat down in the exam room, Seungmin looking around nervously. Dr. Jin smiled gently at him and signed a little before switching to spoken words.

“Just a few questions, Seungmin. Nothing scary.”

Seungmin nodded, arms crossed over his chest. The doctor asked about any ear pain, if he’d experienced pressure or dizziness, if he ever had headaches with silence. Standard questions. Seungmin answered in a mix of voice and sign, slow but clear. He still had a beautiful voice—soft, low, and rarely used.

And then Dr. Jin leaned back in his chair, expression shifting.

“Seungmin…” he said softly. “This wasn’t just a check-up.”

Seungmin’s body tensed, eyes snapping to you.

Dr. Jin smiled. “She bought you new hearing aids.” Seungmin’s lips parted slightly. He didn’t sign. He didn’t speak. He froze.

“She saved up. Came to us. Asked all the right questions. Chose the model carefully. She wanted it to be a surprise. You didn’t know, right?”

Seungmin slowly turned to look at you.

You was already looking at him, your hands nervously clasped together, a soft smile playing on your lips gentle and trembling. Your eyes were glassy with emotion, and your fingers moved slowly: “You deserve better. You deserve to hear clearly again. To not suffer with broken things.”

Seungmin’s jaw trembled. His eyes shimmered.

Dr. Jin stood and walked to the drawer, pulling out a small, sleek black box. “These are top-grade. Lightweight. Fully programmable. Bluetooth compatible. And custom-tuned to your profile.”

He opened the box and held them out to Seungmin, who stared in disbelief.

“Do you want to try?” Dr. Jin asked softly.

Seungmin nodded, slowly. Silent. Tears clinging to his lashes. With practiced hands, Dr. Jin gently placed the hearing aids into his ears and began the tuning process, tapping the tablet in front of him.

Then he paused, looked at you, and nodded. You stepped forward, nervous and close to tears.

“Seungmin?” you said softly.

It hit like lightning.

Clear. Warm. Perfect.

No static. No distortion. No lag. No underwater echoes.

It was you. Your voice. For the first time in so long, he heard you as you were.

His face crumbled. He turned to her slowly, chest rising with a shaky breath. His lips parted in wonder, then broke into a sob. The kind of cry that shook his whole body. His hand flew up to his mouth, as if trying to hold the emotion back, but it was useless.

You reached out, taking his hand in yours, squeezing it tightly.

“I love you,” you whispered.

He heard it. He heard it. He collapsed forward, pressing his forehead to her shoulder, arms wrapping around her as if anchoring himself to the moment. Tears soaked into your shirt as he clung to your, silent no longer not because he needed to speak, but because she had already said everything he ever needed to hear.

And this time, he heard it all.

Dr. Jin, patient and warm, gave them a moment before gently asking, “Seungmin, can you hear me clearly?”

Seungmin nodded through the tears, wiping his cheek with his sleeve.

“Any whistling? Buzzing? Pain?”

He shook his head.

“Do the sounds feel natural? Not too sharp or mechanical?”

Seungmin managed a breathy, “Yeah… they sound real.” His voice cracked.

Dr. Jin smiled and turned to you. “They’ll need a few days to settle in. The brain takes time to readjust. Avoid crowded, high-noise places for now. Charge them overnight. Keep them dry. And…”, he looked between the two of you, “talk to him a lot. Let his ears fall back in love with your voice.”

You nodded, your heart swollen.

The train ride back was quiet, except for the world.

And that was the part that made Seungmin cry again. He looked around as they sat side-by-side. A baby giggling a few seats down. Someone tapping their foot against the train floor. The distant intercom voice announcing the next station. The wind brushing against the door seams. YN breathing beside him.

Sounds he’d grown used to missing were now everywhere.

Tears clung to his lashes again, and he tried to swipe them away discreetly, but you saw. You reached over, laced their fingers, and squeezed his hand.

When they finally got home, Seungmin didn’t even take his shoes off properly. The door had barely shut behind them before he turned and pulled you into the fiercest hug he'd ever given you.

He clung to you like a storm wth his arms tight around your waist, face buried in your neck, his whole body trembling. “You shouldn’t have done that,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. “You shouldn’t have saved all your money for me. That’s too much. That’s everything. Y/N… that’s everything.”

“Exactly,” you murmured, pulling back just enough to cup his face, your thumbs brushing his wet cheeks. “You’re worth everything. Every coin, every hour, every little saving. You deserve to hear again, Minnie. You deserve this and so much more.”

He looked at you—truly looked at you—and then leaned in without a single ounce of hesitation. The kiss was deep, desperate, soaked in tears and gratitude. His lips trembled against yours, and your hands curled into his hair as if anchoring him in the present. He kissed you like your voice had brought him back to life. Like he’d been drowning in silence and your love pulled him up for air.

When you finally broke apart, foreheads pressed, Seungmin whispered, voice barely holding,

“Thank you… for giving me back the world. And for being the loudest, most beautiful part of it.”

And you just smiled, brushing her nose against his, whispering, “Welcome back, Seungmin.”

Seeing as he's a singer that kinda gave me inspo for this. Crying cleanses...trust

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