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ᝰ 10:01 a.m. — c.yj

pairing: choi yeonjun x reader. genre(s): fluff, roommate au. wc: ±550. warning(s): none. an: lmfao i wrote this last night while i was half asleep 😆

your eyes fluttered open only to be instantly squeezed shut by an elephant-sized yawn. you stretched your arms forward and attempted to lift yourself up, but a weight held you in place.

peering upward, you smiled. yeonjun slept peacefully beneath you, the morning light escaping through the curtains highlighted his soft features and kept his profile as annoyingly attractive as always— even from such an awkward angle. you returned your head to it's resting place on his chest and as it rose and fell gently, you listened to the steady thrum of his heart, lightly tracing shapes into his t-shirt.

and so you had a thought. taking your lip between your teeth, you glanced up at him. carefully, you lifted yourself up and forward, until you were hovering over his face and, with an unsteady breath, you lowered yourself bit by bit until mere millimetres separated you from his beautifully plump lips.

but then you hesitated. you were pulled back into the reality where the painfully angelic man before you was your roommate and nothing more. sure, he had stayed up with you binging chinese survival shows to lift your spirits and he had allowed you to fall asleep in his arms on the sofa, but he was still... just your roommate. regardless, you were pretty sure you could get sued for such a non-consensual act in any event.

heaving a woeful sigh, you started sinking away when yeonjun’s hand caught the nape of your neck.

“where do you think you’re going?”

your face burned with embarrassment and you fought with all your might to loosen his grasp on you, but to no avail. “let me go, i have class.” you muttered, sulking in defeat.

“at 10? on a saturday?” he smirked, bringing you close enough to feel his warm breath fanning across your face.

his eyes were swollen with sleep, but they pushed up into little crescents that made your palms clammy. you gulped,“w-what are you doing?”

“what you won’t.”

his lips captured yours with much fervour, fixing an arm around your waist that pulled your front flush against his. he lifted himself and shifted around until you were under him, your arms instinctively wrapping themselves around his neck.

when he finally pulled away, your breathing was heavy and your lips swollen. he took in the way your eyes were jammed shut, a frown pressed into your forehead, a light blush coloring your cheeks, and a smug grin rolled onto his face. he wondered if you were breathing.

“you can open them now”

you slowly opened an eye, in hopes that what had happened was a nightmare you wanted to forget or, perhaps, afraid that what had happened was a dream you didn’t want to wake up from.

yeonjun smiled down at you, genuinely, and brushed the hair from your face before pinching your cheek. he pondered whether or not you knew how irresistible you were, or if you noticed how well he had been holding himself back, while you observed his almond-shaped eyes and the dark strands of hair skirting them in a daze.

“this is real right?” you blurted out. yeonjun raised an eyebrow and your eyes widened in realization of what you just said.

amidst your stuttering and stumbling, making an absolute blunder of your attempts of making excuses for yourself, yeonjun let a high pitched whine and pecked the tip of your nose before falling into your chest.

enveloping you in a suffocating, tender embrace, he sighed, “god. i am so in love with you.”

tagging: @oifelixcmerebrou @00-baejin-05 @neonew

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𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐛𝐢𝐧 + 𝐬/𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞

changbin sleepily rubbed his eyes, rolling over on his side and reaching his hand out to the other side of the bed, fingers searching for your form. when he felt the stark coldness of empty sheets instead of your skin, his eyes snapped open, bleary with sleep. 

groaning, changbin sits up, rubbing the sleep out his eyes and brushing his hair back, grimacing slightly at the cold air on his skin and your lack of presence in the room. stretching the sleep out from his limbs, yawning slightly.

he turns over, face scrunched in confusion when he doesn’t see you in the bedroom. “where’d they go?” he mutters to himself before lurching to his feet. he stumbles to the door, yawning again when he walks out to the living room.

and there you were, huddled under a plethora of blankets on the couch, the fabric up to your nose. the tv was set to some drama or other, you weren’t necessarily paying attention.

changbin smiled at your tiny figure, striding over to where you were and sinking down next to you. his arm rested around your shoulders, as if on instinct, and the sudden pressure made you jump.

“you okay, baby?” he asked, hand squeezing your shoulder gently.

your body angles towards him as you leaned into his side, almost sighing in relief at the warmth his body held. “yeah. yeah, i’m fine.” you replied, snuggling deeper into his side.

“why did you leave the bed, hmm?” he turned his side, nuzzling into your hair and pressing a kiss to the crown of your head. “it gets cold without you, baby.” 

you could almost hear the pout in his voice and the thought makes you giggle. “nothing that bad, just a nightmare.” you explain, shrugging with your words. 

changbin lifted his head, turning you slightly so he could see your face. he lifted the hand that wasn’t around your shoulders to your face, cupping your cheek. “what kinda nightmare? what happened?” 

you shrugged again, leaning into his palm. “nothing that bad. i just had to get out for a minute and gather my thoughts.”

changbin let you settle back into his side, his thumb rubbing mindless circles into your upper arm. finally, he sighed, saying, “you want to talk about it, babe?” he pressed you further into his side when you sighed in return and eventually nodded, leaning your head on his chest. 

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“ ENHYPEN ‘02 LINE HINTING THEY LIKE YOU ¡ ”

enhypen 02 line x f!reader . non!idol au . unedited . fluff (?) but kinda boring ngl .

[ 박종성 ] — JAY. 

replies the exact split second you text him a message. respects you more than any man alive. fidgety around you, scratches the back of his neck. keeps things that you gave him even if they can’t be of use anymore. a lot of caught red handed efforts of him almost reaching out to hold your hand. wears the ‘oh-my-god-take-me-to-heaven-i’m-in-love’ expression whenever you do something endearing. telling you randomly “you’re cute”. then after, soon subtly dropping down a “i like cute girls”. looks at your social media pictures at least 10 times a day. sends death glares at people who cross over your line. instinctively grabs your waist and pulls his own body in front of the direction of the said ‘threat’ whenever he sees danger coming harm’s way in order to protect you. taking the blame for mistakes you made. shares his future plans with you. always noticing and verbally appreciating every little thing you do. tries to hide his emotions whenever someone who likes you hangs around with you and fails. gets riled up and ends up sacrificing his own piece of clothing for you to wear whenever your outfit is of something revealing. “i don’t need those other girls, i’m talking to you right now”. has too much pictures of you in his photo library, either funny or cute. takes an effort to look good around you. intense eye contact. acts different in private because he wants to be his best. remembers things you’ve said that you don’t remember saying.

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LITTLE CASUAL ACTS ENHYPEN DOES FOR YOU

[✿] — HEESEUNG. he would keep your scrunchies located at his wrist at all times. in instances like going to a local ramen restaurant, and your hair is starting to get in the way of you and your food, heeseung would immediately take notice and bring out your scrunchie from his wrist with intention to tie your hair up himself. nevertheless, with the reason of your constant necessity of them aside, it’s also a small yet sweetly significant symbolic gesture to show anyone publicly that he’s already smitten and taken by you & only you.

[✿] — JAY. insisting to do all the work/heavy-lifting. actions that go from untangling your wired earphones himself, to opening car doors or restaurant doors or carrying your terrifyingly heavy & huge pile of shopping bags while breezily walking around with you for hours in the mall, jay always makes sure you never move a muscle. he would run miles just for him to open the door for you or pull out a chair for you to sit on. as self-explanatory and old as time this simple action is, this would be his way of spoiling you and expressing his love for you as his one and only Queen, because we all know he’d break every single bone in his body just for you to smile.

[✿] — SUNGHOON. always writing compliments or letters on a daily basis down on sticky notes. he’d scribble down things like, “you look cute in blue”, “i like you with the braids”, “don’t forget to make me the blueberry yoghurt for tomorrow~”, and “you did good today :)”, or “lol i drew this picture of a pig and it reminded me of u”. sunghoon loves the idea of expressing his feelings for you and keeping you happy, and despite his existing inability to say these little things he notices and loves about you to your face (or in other words, i see him as the type to avoid confrontation), he’d choose to scrawl them down in any piece of paper and tuck them away at your pockets or sneak them into your bag whenever you’re not noticing. he’d find a rather cute and romantic way to say them to you - in letters you can treasure forever.

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CRAZY - choi beomgyu

pairing: skater boy!beomgyu x f!reader wc: 766 genre: fluff warnings: none! notes: this is kinda messy but i had to write smth after seeing those concept photos!

Beomgyu held your waist tightly, slowly pushing you along the ground as you stood atop his skateboard. The chilly night air nipped at your skin, but the heat of the boy’s hands kept you warm.

“You’re doing amazing!” He cheered sarcastically, since he was the one helping you from falling off. You had nearly begged for Beomgyu to hold on to your waist and push you along, but he didn’t complain, finding that excited smile of yours to be so adorable. Beomgyu admired the way your eyes lit up, shining so bright in contrast to the night sky.

“I’m gonna let go now.” He mumbled against your neck, sending shivers down your spine. You nodded, letting out a small shriek once Beomgyu’s hands left your waist. Luckily there was no one around to judge since your best friend had decided to take you to the park at two in the morning. Beomgyu explained how he loved the ‘vibes’ of going out late at night, especially in the city.

As the skateboard rolled on the ground, you carefully tried to keep your balance, keeping your arms out to stay steady. Beomgyu was close behind, making sure that you didn’t get hurt.

“I think I’m doing it.” You gasped, a wide smile coming to your face. Beomgyu smiled as well, thinking that you were absolutely adorable and wishing that he could keep holding you.

It seemed as if his wish soon came true when you ran over a large crack in the sidewalk and fell back into Beomgyu. He landed on the ground with you in his arms, watching as the skateboard rolled down the path of the park.

“Are you okay?” Beomgyu asked, feeling the way your heart rate picked up. He didn’t even suspect that it was because of the way his hands were nearly under your shirt.

“Yeah— I'm fine.” You said softly, the sudden proximity making your face heat up. Beomgyu breathed a sigh of relief, taking his hands off of you.

“Thank you for trying to help me though, it was fun. I know I'll never be as amazing as you at skating, but it’s cool to learn.” You said, turning to face the boy and poking his nose with your finger. Your faces ended up being closer than expected, making your breath hitch once your hand came back to rest in your lap. Beomgyu smiled slightly at the compliment, feeling his stomach turn with nerves.

“Of course. I'm always down to teach my girl something new.” Beomgyu said as he playfully punched your shoulder, not even realizing what he had said. You froze, beginning to smirk at his words.

“Your girl?” You teased watchung as Beomgyu’s face turned bright red, his usual cocky and confident demeanor gone. You chuckled at his shocked expression, pushing a blonde strand of hair away from his eye.

Beomgyu insisted that chunky blonde highlights from the 2000s were very much cool and had you help him dye it. You thought the style was a bit tacky, but of course he managed to pull it off, like always.

“You’re staring.” Beomgyu mumbled, snapping you out of your thoughts. You then realized that the hand that was in his hair had drifted down to his face, cupping his cheek. You began to move your hand, but Beomgyu grabbed it with his. The silence and tension was almost unbearable, with you and Beomgyu staring at each other, too nervous to make a move.

“What if I did something crazy right now?” Beomgyu suddenly spoke up, carefully studying your expression.

“You mean crazier than spraying me with a bottle of water so I can wake up at two in the morning just for you to take me to the park? That kind of crazy?” You joked, making Beomgyu laugh at his previous antics.

“No— I mean something like this.” He said, giving absolutely no warning before his lips were on yours. Beomgyu surely expected for you to push him away, to yell at him for kissing you out of the blue. Instead, you placed a hand in his hair, deepening the kiss and holding Beomgyu impossibly closer.

The scene felt almost too perfect, with you practically making out with your long-time crush under the stars in an empty park in the middle of the city. You could’ve sworn that you were dreaming, about to wake up soon. But as Beomgyu pulled away, looking at you with dazed eyes and a small smile, you knew that it wasn’t some dream. You just happened to be very lucky.

“Choi Beomgyu, that wasn’t just crazy, that was very much insane.”

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do you perhaps have other skz writing blog recs? I'm at a loss of skz contents to read T_T like yknow,, long fics and stuff <3

*cracks knuckles* get ready anon cause i’m about to set you up with skz content for life! i already did a fic blog rec list here but lemme introduce you to some of my new moots/all-time favourite writers! 🤍

@yjeongs, @etherealeeknow, @lixesque, @bearseungmin, @eightlee, @linothinker, @instachans, @cotccotc, @formidxble, @ddaechwita, @vogueinnie, @curanonemu, @yanseungs, @feliix, @huenjin, @seungmoomin, @lustjoong, @spilledtee, @8tracha, @subskz, @dreamy-skz, @imagineinnie, @bratlino, @sleepylixie, @pipiripi, @hwangsies, @nightshade-minho, @hyunsluvv, @cartierbin, @bruh-changbin, @jsung01, @jisungsplatforms, @kueki

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05. khj, jwy

pairing: kim hongjoong x fem!reader x jung wooyoung genre: friends to lovers, smut word count: 14.7k summary: at hongjoong’s insistence, the opportunity for a third to join the equation all for one night is presented — it’s all fun and games…and sex, of course.

except for one catch: can you court jung wooyoung? and even more, can you handle him once you have?

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a/n: i don’t have anything to say. WOOJOONG SUPREMACY…SORRY.

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TXT taking care of you when you’re sick… !

tags ;; fluff, bullet-points, 1.1k words, mentions of food.

note ;; I debated whether I should do this in a written format or in bullet-points and I decided on written but idk if that was the right decision lol.

＃YEONJUN… refuses to let you move an inch. The moment he arrives is the moment you become bedridden. The only thing that he lets you get up for is to use the bathroom and even then he’ll still rush you back to bed like sir pls calm down.  “Yeonjun, it’s just a cold, you are overreacting,” you whine. “Just a cold” he scoffs, placing the back of his hand against your forehead to feel your temperature, “You’re burning up.” It’s evident from the tone of his voice just how worried about you he is. “I know,” you concede “but I can still do stuff.” Yeonjun sighs as he adjusts your blanket trying to ensure that you’re completely comfortable, “but why should you when I’m here?” You pull the blanket up so it was covering the bottom half your face, “because you’re busy and you don’t need to waste your time taking care of me.” Yeonjun scrunches his nose at your words, “but baby I’m your boyfriend I’m supposed to take care of you. Unless you have someone else coming over to take care of you and in that case your affair ends here.” You roll your eyes, “Yeonjun, you know that isn’t the case.” He smiles to himself “that’s what I thought. So let me take care of you.” He leans over pressing a kiss on your forehead. “Let me go get you something to eat.” He stands up and right as he’s about to leave your room adds “get up and there will be consequences.” 

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your highness

pairing: prince!kai x gn witch!reader

wc: 1,8k

genres: fluff, attempted humor, best friends!au, royal!au, witch!au

summary: your first meeting with kai was pure hazard, but you both chose to become best friends. shenanigans ensued.

tw: i don’t think there is, but please let me know if i’m wrong

note: this is part of the royals, a txt collab hosted by the lovely @jcotd and the dialogue prompt event from @ficscafe. I used 17. “You can’t do that!” “Watch me.” and 32. “Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you.” (no need to point out I suck at summaries) please enjoy!! feedback is always welcomed <3

networks: @ficscafe @k-dinernet @multifandomnet

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For a young witch in a modern kingdom, you were pretty liked by people. You often helped cure diseases, broken limbs, colds or bruised hearts. But you had your fair share of fun. Plus a best friend to enjoy your adventures with! None other than the kingdom’s only prince, Kai Kamal Huening, who you have known since you were six.

One day, as Kai’s nurse went for a walk with him in the royal garden, Kai’s big sister, Lea, threw a tantrum and little Kai used the opportunity to wander aimlessly through the bushes and trees, leaving an overworked nurse to take care of the crown princess.

You were walking in the forest right next to the royal garden, with your mom who was picking up herbs for future potions. Hearing a girl crying, you walked closer to the garden, and were met with brown eyes through the bush. You joined the back of your tiny hands together in front of you and opened your arms slowly. The bush followed your movements, resulting in a hole you crossed to join the little boy on the other side.

“Wow, that’s so cool,” he commented, eyes wide open, mouth agape. Then, he smiled and extended his arm, his hand opened for you to shake. “I’m Kai.”

You did. “I’m Y/N, but you can call me Lune.”

“Lune, as in moon?” You nodded with a smile, you could tell he was impressed and curious. “What more can you do?”

Looking around you, you searched for something impressive to do, without forgetting you were only six. “I can grow a flower pouffe.”

Kai grinned, “Please do!”

Without waiting a single moment, you squatted and put your hands on the ground, closed your eyes and visualized the pouffe. A few seconds later, you heard your new friend exclaim while clapping his hands. “I love this! You’re so cool!”

You opened your eyes and watched as he sat on the pouffe, admiring your work. You felt a little prankish, so you called the roots back and he fell on his butt. He was about to protest but hearing you laugh made him smile, then he laughed with you.

In your blissful moment, none of you heard the crying had stopped, nor the steps of the nurse, Lea and your mom approaching.

It was your first encounter, but certainly not the last.

(っ◔◡◔)っ ✿

For almost fifteen years now, Kai and you have been friends. Pranks after pranks, magical tricks after magical tricks, you forged a strong friendship.

And neither of you would change it for anything.

Thanks to him, your mom became the kingdom’s healer when you were around nine. Meaning you could spend more time with Kai without having to travel two kilometers from your ancient house in the woods like you used to.

But the more you grew, the less time you had for fun activities. Less time for hangouts, more balls and royal stuff Kai had to attend.

“Come on Lune, you have to go with me!”

A tired sigh escaped your lips. The tree you were sitting against shook its branches.

“Kai, for the umpteeth time, I don’t do balls.”

“Please, as the prince, I have to go with someone—”

“Then go with that girl that has been hitting on you for the past few months. Giselle, is it?” It wasn’t jealousy. You were just trying to escape the party.

“…And I’d rather go with my best friend than some girl that likes me solely because I’m royal blood.”

He had a point. The tree nudged your back, you gave it a side look.

“The other kids make fun of me,” you blatantly lied. He knew that. Everyone liked you. A few people even asked you on said ball, but you rejected them all.

“Lune,” he pleaded, getting on his knees.

“What are you doing, your royal Highness? Get up before anyone sees you.” You let out a nervous laugh, glancing around.

“I’ll stay like this until you agree to come with me. And stop calling me that.”

“You can’t do that!”

“Watch me,” he firmly said, closing his eyes and bending down.

“Don’t be ridiculous.” He didn’t move. You rolled your eyes dramatically. “Okay. I’ll go.”

“Thank you, I thought you’d let me there longer.” He got up and dusted off his clothes.

“Maybe I should have,” you said, sticking your tongue out.

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The ballroom was large, needless to say, and was beautifully designed. Paintings on the ceiling, golden ornaments on the walls and huge bright chandeliers. The stair railings were full of colorful flowers —thanks to your mom’s magical skills— and the stairs themselves were white, a pretty contrast if you ask me. An orchestra was placed on a platform on the side of the room, on the other side was the buffet —the less insufferable thing about the ball.

Tonight, the crown princess, Lea Huening, was going to show the world her fiancé, soon-to-be king of the nearby country, Eric Son. They were going to form an alliance, but most importantly, they were in love.

Kai had said many times that he was relieved to be born second, because he felt like it was too much pressure to live up to every expectation. Nevertheless, Lea was born for this. She made it look so easy, so simple, like the royal part was nothing more than another assignment. Even then, she was super delicate and fun to be around. Really, a perfect queen for your country.

Kai came to your room so you could go to the ball together. He was elegant, with his all black suit and slightly disheveled hair.

“You look good, your Highness,” you smirked, curtseying.

“Will you stop calling me that?” he sighed. “You’re my best friend, not my subject.” He glanced at your outfit, then smiled. “You look pretty good yourself, by the way.”

“Oh my, thank you.” Linking your arms together, you walked to the ballroom like a hot couple, everybody turning their head at your sight.

People often thought you two were a thing due to how close you were, but they couldn’t be more mistaken. Kai was like a brother to you, and to him you were his second best sibling —no one could come before Lea—, a fact you could never argue about.

As expected, as soon as you made the presentations and talked to a few important people, you went to the buffet to taste the pastries and snacks while Kai talked to a few friends. Being a really good friend, you brought him his favorite bites and even a glass of his favorite drink.

He thanked you and excused himself to your friends. Then, he tried to take your hand in his but they were full, so he gave you a knowing look instead. You understood immediately and got out in the garden, Kai right behind you. There was no one outside except for you both. The stars were shining bright, the air was not too cold, which felt nice.

Taking a big, long breath, you smiled contentedly to yourself. Kai was eating to his heart's content next to you, sometimes taking a sip of his drink. You were seated on one of the numerous benches made of stone.

“This is a good night.”

You hummed, sipping your own drink. “Indeed.”

“I have an idea!” Kai excitedly said out of the blue, almost dropping his now empty plate on the gravel when he turned to you.

“Oh, Lord.”

“… Rude. Anyway, what if we blocked all the exits as a prank?”

You raised an eyebrow at his suggestion. “With all due respect, this is a terrible idea.”

“Uh. Okay, then why not create a roller coaster above the garden?”

“How would you ride it?”

“Right. Nevermind…” he rubbed his chin while cogitating. “Oh, we— I mean, you, could make me fly, like I was using a free fall simulator or something?”

“That’s not—”

“Please, say yes! I wanna have fun with you,” he pouted.

A sigh escaped your lips before you could stop it. “Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You could never.”

Just in case, you created a fluffy mattress underneath him —you grew a sunflower the size of an above ground pool.

“Alright, you’re ready?”

“Yes!”

With every controlled movement you made with your arms, Kai rose above the grass, and as you maintained him a good three meters atop the flower, he acted like he was swimming, then flying.

He had fun for a while, at least before a guard came out to look for the prince.

“Prince Kai! Witch, stop this immediately!”

He startled you so much you freezed, and Kai fell into the sunflower. You apologized to the guard who was now a few steps away, your best friend getting up. He wasn’t hurt, but the guard didn’t seem to care about that.

“Prince Kai, are you okay? Please, join your King and Queen while I deal with the witch.”

“No.”

The guard looked bewildered. “No?”

“I mean, I’m totally fine, but the ‘witch’ is my best friend, Lune, and they did nothing wrong. We were having fun before you came to ruin the mood.”

Kai was a bit upset, and you could understand, but it was dangerous for him anyway.

His eyes widened. “I’m sorry your Highness, from afar it looked like you were being the victim of a dark spell.” He bowed four times in a row. “I didn’t recognize you, Lune, I apologize.”

“It’s alright, don’t worry. We were about to go back in, anyway,” you smiled, calling back the sunflower.

“We were?” With a knowing look from you, Kai smiled at the guard. “Of course we were.”

Once in, you both immediately realized the change of atmosphere compared to when you left. It felt more formal, and people were dancing, Lea and Eric leading.

“Do you want to dance?”

You shrugged. “Why not, the song is pretty.”

Taking your hand in his, he led you to the dance floor under the eyes of everyone around. It was a nice way to end the night.

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“You know, Giselle is a nice person.”

Kai was laying down on his bed, while you were seated on an armchair. It was two weeks after the ball.

“I know.” His voice was low, not far from a whisper, which made you wonder if he was even listening to you.

“We were talking the other day and she’s the sweetest girl I’ve met. I don’t think she’s interested in you for your rank.”

“I know,” he repeated in the same tone.

“Then why don’t you give her a chance?”

“Lune,” he went into a seating position, “you left for what, three days?” It was a trip to the country side, you went to see some family members.

“Five, but I appreciate the attention.”

“We talked, and I actually like her. She’s cool and laid back, fun too.”

“I better be invited to your wedding, your royal Highness.”

“Stop that,” he whined and you laughed heartily.

No, you wouldn’t change it for anything.

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my parents know i like kpop but they only know bc they kind of made me feel like i’m obligated to share my interests with them… i tried to keep my explanation of it brief lmao they don’t really bring it up much but whenever they do i feel super awkward bc they make fangirl jokes about it ://

oh i understand you too much. before kpop i was a big fan of 5sos / the vamps / shawn mendes etc etc and they were always asking me if i stopped liking them, treated me as obsessive and all that shit ????? i think the experience of fanaticism as teenage girl is universal

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i got into kpop bc of my mom.

please tell me you're at least korean

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My mom does know I'm into kpop but she doesn't really know what exactly it is as a whole neither how I act about it lmao. She just keeps saying I'll end up bringing an Asian man home (just cause I showed interest only on these boys so far sjjdhd) and I die inside 💀 We also watched True Beauty together and she rly liked Eunwoo sjskskskdjfsj - jeonglixie 🍃

WHEN I TELL YOU THAT HAPPENED TO ME ONCE AND THE ONLY THING I SPOKE FROM THAT DAY ON WERE WESTERN ARTISTS. i still watch kdramas in front of them and they say such stupid things, they are so annoying and make me feel so uncomfortable showing my interests 😭

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I thought my mom didn’t know about me listening to k-pop, but then one day she said “I know that you cried over those band guys it’s okay but are you okay?” She now support me listening but still cringing over the fact that I cry over them hsjdkskfks

LOOOOOL my mom only knows about day6 because i have a picture of them in my room. literally one day she saw it while she was bringing me a pile of clothes, she asked who they were and i never spoke about them with her again 😶 i don't exchange more than that with any of my relatives lmao

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—# stray kids kissing their s/o

WORD COUNT : 2200

CONTAINS : fluff, suggestive, how kisses would feel like when ur dating skz ><

˗ˏˋ chan ˎˊ˗

chan never ever forgets to get his goodbye kiss before leaving for a long day. it's a quick peck on the lips while his fingers hover over your jaw, his soft lips pressed against yours. he pulls away before leaving one on your forehead, smiling before leaving one on your cheekbones too.

and when he's back home, it's almost as if the feeling of your arms wrapping around his torso and your lips on his jaw make all the worries fade away in a click. he kisses you slow and deep to stop you from noticing the blaring blush on his cheeks.

spending time at home is pretty rare, and when he does get a day off, he has you in his arms lazing around on the couch, giggling against your lips softly when you huff and pout every time he pulls away to tease you. he always has his warm palms under the hoodie you're wearing —which also belongs to him— as he runs them up and down your sides.

speaking of lazy kisses, chan loves staying in bed for just a little longer if it means he can kiss cuddle you under the sheets to steal your breaths away. 'it energizes me for the day!' he whispers, before pecking your nose and smiling into the kiss.

in public, chan would keep kisses to a minimum, only doing it in the car or when there's no one around. he would peck your cheeks or bring your hands up to his lips before kissing your knuckles gently, then hold your fingers in his for some time.

˗ˏˋ minho ˎˊ˗

minho isn't someone who would enjoy kissing for longer than required, but he does get clingy sometimes, pouting his lips while waiting for you to kiss him so you give him attention. whether you're cooking something or studying, or just not facing him at all, he'll grunt and poke you with his lips puckered out until you get the hint before pressing your lips on his.

whenever you're at the practice room to watch one of his newest choreographies, he's over the moon when you praise him for how good he did, smiling until his cheeks hurt. he'll crawl next to you and lean on the slightly foggy mirror before turning his head around to kiss your cheek and then your lips.

he's the type of person to quietly hint that he needs attention, and when you do end up giving what he wants, he'll jump around and call you the clingy one. '(y/n), why did you put your head on my shoulder? now i have to kiss you.'

he loses his temper really quick, so it's no surprise that you find yourself pressed against the nearest surface with his lips on yours, fingers digging into your sides. and then he'll pull away with a smirk, his tongue running over his faintly red and swollen lip before he kisses the corner of your mouth.

poor boy is also the type of person who gets sleepy easily, so he's often nuzzling into your shoulders after a long and exhausting day. 'kiss me please? :((' and how can you say 'no' to that face??

˗ˏˋ changbin ˎˊ˗

the c in changbin stands for clingy; because there's not one moment where changbin doesn't pull you into his lap to kiss your cheeks or neck. even if either one of you is busy, he doesn't care, as long as you're in his hold, legs tangled into his, as he slowly presses feather-light kisses across your face.

if minho (not-so-)subtly calls you out for being clingy, changbin is more of the opposite. '(y/n) you know how much i love you, you should be used to this by now >:('

his strength and body build completely contradicts how he behaves, because almost every second of the day when he's with you, he's constantly reassuring you that he's there with you, kissing your shoulders or your fingers.

when he's trying to wake you up in the morning, he'll poke your cheeks or your lips, placing a quick peck on your jaw before watching your eyes flutter open with a soft smile.

changbin is a big big big tease, so he's always looking for ways to leave you desperate for more. he's the type to lowkey make out with you on the couch before going to work, biting your lip and holding you in an iron grip above him, and then pull away abruptly with a grin before brushing his lips against yours, going off to work like nothing happened.

˗ˏˋ hyunjin ˎˊ˗

if changbin is clingy, hyunjin is ultra max clingy 2000. he loves giving you soft, passionate kisses almost anywhere, be it your forehead, lips, your palm or stomach. whether it's jumping up behind you when you're turned away from him so you cling onto him tighter, or when you're so stressed with something you just need a big hug, hyunjin always makes sure to press his lips over your skin, calling you 'beautiful' after every kiss and 'adorable' every time you shiver from a ticklish spot.

he's the type to get excited at the smallest of things, so don't be surprised if he's running up to you during your late-night grocery trips with a huge bag of chips, jumping up and down while chuckling and kissing you out of pure happiness.

you give him plenty of jaw and head kisses too because, at the end of the day when the two of you are all snuggled up under your blankets with the aircon blasting, that's all he needs. he's smiling and squirming at every compliment thrown his way since he's the absolute worst at receiving compliments, and needs to be reminded how precious he is every second of the day.

he loves when you tiptoe and press your hands against his chest to reach his lips, frowning when he throws his head back so it's almost an impossible task for you. but when you huff out a 'fine!' before falling back to your feet to walk away, his fingers quickly wrap around your wrists to pull you closer, back into his chest. his knees bend just the slightest to reach your face before waiting there for a few moments, your lips automatically pressing against his plump ones.

he loves playing with your fingers or the hem of your shirt when you're kissing him as if that's an outlet for his speeding heart thrumming against his chest.

˗ˏˋ jisung ˎˊ˗

jisung doesn't have a particular spot on you where he always finds himself kissing you first— said no one ever. since the day he'd found out how sensitive you are on your nape and your stomach, he's never missing an opportunity to hear your laugh and your hands tugging at his hair to get him to stop every time he blows raspberry kisses on your stomach or pecking your neck an insane amount of times.

jisung often lies his head in your lap, watching up at you as you read a book or watch a movie while carding your fingers through his hair. he'll either get bored of the movie or get the sudden urge to be pampered by you, his lips closing onto your thighs, kissing the soft flesh.

he hates watching you cry, just wanting all the pain you're going through to leave your mind or body so you go back to being his little baby— so, he's kissing your tears away, stroking your cheek with his thumb as he comforts you until you've calmed down. but once you're all good, he'll go back to being himself; 'your tears are very salty, dude'

jisung is a talkative guy, so when you're kissing him and suddenly something strikes him, he has to get it out of his system. otherwise, he's gonna forget and it's gonna be a whole different story. he's cuddling you in bed when suddenly he presses his forehead against yours; 'you know, today i—' kiss, 'finished the demo o—' another kiss, 'of the song, and—' a longer kiss this time.

and when he pulls away, he waits for a couple moments to remember what he wanted to say before resuming: 'chan really liked it, he's gonna work on the lyrics tomorrow,' he finishes with a proud smile, only making you kiss him even more.

˗ˏˋ felix ˎˊ˗

felix is a fairy boy™, and you're addicted to decorating his pretty hair with flowers you picked from the yard while on your picnic date, occasionally kissing his forehead out of excitement and happiness.

felix can't hide the grin making its way on his face when you hug him from behind while he's cooking, pressing your lips on his collarbone and tightening your arms around his torso. his body relaxes under your touch, a sigh leaving him when he gets comfortable under your hold.

tickle!!! fights!!! because felix knows all the weak spots that have you thrashing and screaming under him. he'll watch you slowly catch your breath, smiling to lean in and catch your lips in a quick kiss.

apart from those, his most favourite ones are during winter, when he takes you out with your hand in his and watches you apply chapstick to your drying lips. '(y/n) my lips are dry too :(' and you hand him the chapstick but 'i don't wanna use my hands' and so you offer to put it for him instead, but apparently it 'takes too much time,' so now he's smiling uncontrollably as his lips are pressed to yours.

felix also is someone who gets excited too damn easy, even from a small video game win. he's jumping up and down in front of you while you whine after getting k.o.ed for the nth time by his character, his tongue poking out as he dances around to tease you. 'awh baby, you want me to kiss that frown upside down?'

˗ˏˋ seungmin ˎˊ˗

seungmin doesn't want you to know (but you already do) how much your random kisses affect him. the way he gets so fidgety and giggly when your lips press against his cheeks out of the blue, or when you tangle your fingers in his to pull the back of his hands to give him a kiss there.

seungmin has a lot of love to give, and he's always carrying you up by the waist in his arms, smiling at the sound of your intoxicating laughter before pulling you down to kiss your neck and cheekbones. he'll pull your hands so they're looped around his shoulders and kiss you deeper this time.

he's more on the protective side of the spectrum, kissing right above your scraped knee that had formed when you accidentally trip on the concrete sidewalk, wiping the slowly forming tears away before enveloping you in a warm hug. he'll band-aid the area before kissing your thigh once again, looking up at you to wait until you're ready to get going.

he's the same when you're sick too, kissing your warm forehead before placing a wet cloth on the area to cool your body down during a fever. he'll rush around to cook the perfect meal for you, feeding you the warm dinner before tucking you into the sheets, giving you a long goodnight kiss on your eyes and nose. 'you can pout as much as you want angel, you're not gonna kiss me and get me sick too.'

but when you're all good to go, he's barely able to hold his laughter as you take him to the carnival you weren't able to visit due to your sickness. he'll give you a kiss every time you lose a game to win the plushie you want, before getting it for you himself. maybe even kisses the left-over sugar off the side of your lips after eating a bite off of his churros.

˗ˏˋ jeongin ˎˊ˗

guess who has an addiction to stealing kisses from you at any second of the day? jeongin!! he's literally pulling you aside from the general crowd, kissing your cheek as you blush into a flustered mess or, he's dragging you to the kitchen away from the other members where he quickly leans over to kiss you on the lips.

jeongin is a soft boy™, and his cheeks are up in flames when you're cuddling him in bed and suddenly decide to peck his jaw or temples. those are his favourite kisses, ones where he doesn't know when to expect.

you've dated for quite a while, and each time you kiss jeongin still acts like it's the first time, hiding his face behind his palms or letting out weird noises. he still can't hold in the excitement of a mere kiss, a smile already on his face the moment your lips touch his.

he still finds kissing you so dreamy, so unimaginable that he has his eyes closed for a few moments even after you've pulled away, licking his lips. he's more on the sensitive side, the smallest bites or tugs on his lip making him groan into your mouth.

after pulling away though, jeongin traces his thumb across your bottom lip, smirking at the spit-slick skin as he pecks you one last time.

a/n: i've written kiss and lips so much they don't even feel like real words anymore :P

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04. khj

pairing: kim hongjoong x fem!reader genre: friends to lovers, smut word count: 8.7k summary: on the other side of reminiscing with an old fling, you find yourself boarding a flight and enjoying the sights and sounds of japan with your best friend — in addition to learning more history than you had signed up for.

another game of verbal chess over a small bar table.

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you could never forget the shivers that ran down your spine the first moment you met him. his intoxicating eyes, baring holes right through your head, while he silently strutted toward your figure. looking away, the silence accompanied by his stare was awkward enough.

his presence was almost repulsive and at the same time, addicting. his breath was so close to you, the scent of cigarettes and cologne taking over you.

"didn't expect to see you here, y/n" you snuck a glance at his eyes, although addicting to look at, you were nonetheless impressed by his skill with makeup.

"why not" you answered, the young man's smoky voice filled your head with the pleasant sensation of hearing your name. That sound could get stuck in your head for days and never get bothering, it was a drug and you were well aware of it.

he chuckled, the sound still ringing from the loud chatter noises around. "you're in a frat party, showing up in a church dress"

"this isn't a church dress, hongjoong" you hissed back at him, his smirk not wavering. "at least that's not what it said when i bought it"

you felt his eyes stare back at you, travelling everywhere on you. you shifted, eyes fixated onto the friend that got you here, dancing with some guy dressed like hongjoong.

"what makes you interested, may i ask?" you continued, not bothering to look back at him.

"the church dress" he replied. your very obvious eye roll was accompanied with a small 'tsk'. you had never talked to him properly ever before, his sudden interest sparking your curiosity.

"to be honest,y/n" oh god. "ive watched you for a while now, scurrying around in that little dress" he leant back next to you, a smug grin plastered on his face.

"what do you say, have a drink?"

-

his presence was no longer frightening, his eyes no longer had that dark aura to it, and he, was, well, still addictive. your concept of relationship with hongjoong since that night was complicated. you had broken the rule of friends with benefits that said; 'no kissing or aftercare involved whatsoever'. you got to see the softer, calm side of hongjoong (which was a very rare one), and honestly, you could use it after some very hard fucking.

you woke up next to him for the third time in a row, quickly realizing he was no longer next to you. memories from the day before quickly flooded; the sting in your core not helping at all. your eyes went upon your scattered clothes on the floor, hongjoong's pair, missing. he probably left.

you hadn't stopped thinking of hongjoong ever since, and everyday, you would wait for a single text from him, anything: you didn't care if he wanted homework, or he wanted to fuck, anything would do.

kim hongjoong : the one person every girl wanted for themselves, even the professors, the rumours say. the man who everyone thirsted after, along with his very attractive group of intimidating men.

and the fact that you were in a fuck-buddy sort of concept with him, was out of your league, at least to you three weeks back.

an immediate 'ping' from you phone snapped you out from your train of thoughts, hongjoongs message.

kim hongjoong : Is it bad that I’ve only been away for 20 minutes and I’m already thinking about completely ravishing you?

your cheeks flush into a dark shade of crimson before quickly typing back a response to make him equally flustered, you hoped.

y/n : no, not at all.

y/n : in fact, i'd have to stop my strong urge to get down on my knees every time I see you in those leather pants and take your cock down my throat.

you somehow know he's smirking behind the screen and the fact that he knows you're the literal shade of fresh tomato.

kim hongjoong : who knew my pretty girl had such a filthy mouth?

'my pretty girl' : these words had a weird effect on you. he had never called anyone that before.

kim hongjoong : my place in 20.

-

obviously, you had gotten there in less than 20, to have hongjoong dressed in- leather pants, no surprise, with a smug grin on his face.

your demeanour around him had suddenly changed into a more submissive one. he knew his effect on you and used that to push your buttons even more.

"wheres your tongue gone now, princess?" his voice startled you, the scent of his cologne getting stronger. you immediately went on remembering all those times you had tried to talk back to him, where he’s hoisted you up against a door or a wall, or pushed you down against the counter, tightly wrapped a hand around your mouth to keep you quiet, and deliciously slammed his cock up into you? If you focused on those memories, you could remember and almost feel him inside you. The way he’s calmly able to say the filthiest things made your body quake and your panties become even more soaked than they already were.

that’s what you wanted right now. You wanted him to pound into you so hard that you’d a sore, moaning mess.

"baby" he started, turning you around on your heels,"be good for sir, yeah?"

in a matter of moments he had his tongue down your throat, engaging in one of ,those usual messy makeouts. he loved it messy.

he suddenly pulls away, his smirk growing watching his lipstick smeared across your lips. he walks away, seating himself on the couch, hands resting behind his head.

“Angel?” He calls.

“Yeah?” you reply gently from across the couch.

“C’mere”

you shuffle over eagerly like you’d been waiting for the invite. he finds you so warm and soft and unquestioning when he locks his arms around your torso, breathing you in. you gently thread your fingers into his hair, heartbeat fastening as you did.

“so cute, you are.” He says and bites back a gasp when you playfully sink your teeth into the skin beneath his jaw as what he presumes is a “thank you” from you.

“Oh, darling ” He sighs fondly as you nuzzled your nose into his neck, docile like a pleased cat.

he watches you smile all sweet and sleepy, eyes glued shut. he nearly cooes.

“too cute when you smile, makes me want to awfully kiss you” he breathes out.

“Please” you let out, and hongjoong's breathing goes shallow at the sound, all helpless and needy.

“hm? baby wants my kisses?”

One hand tucked behind his neck, cradling his head and the other drawing mindless little shapes on his side, you sit up a bit more, eyeing him with a challenging glimmer in your eyes.

he wasted no time pulling you in, driving his fingers through your hair as gently as he could in the moment to fasten his lips onto yours. you melt onto him, body buzzing and ears ringing and he can feel the desperate shifting of your hips above his crotch as your mouths work deeper and deeper on each other.

“oh angel...” he grunts like it pains him “distracting me... can never think straight when you do this”

you moan cluelessly and plant both hands on either side of his head, against the couch cushion.

“what are you thinking about then, joong?” you ask, prompting him to raise his eyebrows in question. “you’ve got that frown between your eyebrows” you comment, placing your index in the crease “That one.”

He tuts his tongue at you for a moment, smiles chiseling themselves into place. “Nothing,” He says.

“youre very attractive, bun, but you’re also a big liar.” you point out.

“not”

“are.”

“no”

“are”

“No”

“are!”

“I love you.”

“a- wait, what?”

“I love you.” He repeats with eyes still locked on yours and stammering.

He sighs. “sorry, princess, i- i just got nervous seeing you and that pretty dress, and just, you in the past few days- i've never really, felt so... happy. this unknown feeling with you, it's just..something only you can make me feel-”

“love you too” you interrupt, suddenly locking eyes.

“Yeah?” He feels breathless suddenly.

“yeah” you repeat back to him and you take it upon yourself to kiss him, with a wide smile a bit too eagerly , that you bump teeth.

you giggle into the kiss, holding up both hands for a mere moment, and hongjoong quickly recognizes it as an opportunity to grab your hips and flip you over. rarely was he ever this eager, but he had been finding it difficult to breathe with your scent enveloping his senses and you bodies so closely entwined that he could feel the vibrations of your moans in his own chest.

“Baby, may I?” He breathes out, and you nod eagerly, already trying to shimmy out of the pants below him, and he follows next. By the time clothes have piled onto the floor, He whispers something, and you presses your palms flat against the muscles in his back with pathetic attempts to rut your hips against his.

“making a big mess of me, that's what you're good at, hm?” He looks like he’s in pain, but you take a second to admire how terribly ethereal he looks, hair messy and stuck to his forehead, small pants leaving and eyes staring right at you. He raises an eyebrow at you, tapping his index finger onto your bitten lower lip, his irises darkening a couple of hues when you take part of his finger into your mouth.

“so naughty .” He shakes his head. “wheres the pretty princess in the church dress?”

youre just too in awe of him to say anything back because to see him like this- in this very state seems so- lucky. The way he is, and the commanding presence has in a room, the esteem with which he carries himself is a dimension of his personality that completely vanishes around you. In the time between you used each other to get rid of your piled up sexual fantasies and tensions, something sparked. something definitely sparked.

“Got me a good one, don’ I?” He coaxes, gliding his thumb over your clit tortuously slow while she’s shuddering underneath him. “My sweet girl, aren’t you?”

The teasing is getting far too extreme, but you're loving it. and he knows that. so he quickens his movements, angling his hand to follow the rhythm of your hips moving and closely watches every detail of your face contort. all he wants right now is to spread you open and fuck you into the mattress, so deep it makes his spine tingle and his legs numb. The two of you simultaneously exhale when he eases himself inside, inch by inch. He rocks back and forth, just enough to get you riled up even more. He felt a wave of pride wash over him, watching you tremble under him. his loving smile takes over with a smug grin- grunts out in satisfaction at every little whine you releases.

“oh- baby,” He grits out, jaw snapping shut once your walls squeeze around him involuntarily.

“Good?” you squeaks out, an attempt to tease him.

“Yeah ,it’s-’” He falters, and allows his eyes to roll back into his head for a second. “good. so fucking good, baby.” And drops his head onto your shoulder for you to lovingly cradle him between the junction where your shoulder meets your neck. His breath is hot and comes out violent and uneven against you with throaty little moans mixed in between.

Still dizzied by the orgasm brewing inside of him, he manages to flip you over with shaky elbows so that youre seated on his thighs, him still tucked inside of you. He wanted to see you - every little tremor and twitch of your body. “oh baby, so so pretty like this". He secures his grip on your hips with hands warm and possessive against your skin, and manoeuvring across the expanse of your back, worshipping every detail of you. It’s like he can’t get enough of you. He’s pulsing and sensitive as youre sinking onto him, and his hips propel themselves upward to get more of the pleasure surging around inside his body.

“Fuck me, darling. How’d I get so lucky to have such a pretty girl at the end of my cock like this, hm?”

you only whimper pathetically in response, determined to find the rhythm that will make the two of you see stars. His nostrils flare when you deliver a particularly harsh roll of your hips and groans desperately, reaching for your thighs to keep you steady, knowing he’ll finish too soon if you keep it up.  His fingers find your clit, sloppily working on, until the ecstasy has you shuddering so hard, whispering pure filth into your esrs.

"wanna fill you up baby, wanna make it drip down your thigh”

“hood girl. baby, right there, taking all of me, so pretty”

And once you finally let go, it’s nearly blinding. White-hot tremors of satisfaction absolutely wrack your body, all of your energy leaving you. he can feel it too, and it’s devastating. He’s trying so hard to hold off his own - knowing he wouldn’t be able to watch you if he didn’t.

“thats my girl…” He mutters sweet praises into your ear over and over, voice sounding drunken and slurred as his orgasm stirs. “slut, wanting to get stuffed full, how cute”

“joong, baby, gonna cum for me?” He can faintly hear you in his ear. “Make me yours?”

“Mine.” He reiterates, cock beginning to spasm as you cruelly work faster on him."all mine"

“gonna cum - fuck” He swears, so you pull out all the stops, grinding against him skillfully and tugging at his hair until he cries out. He guided your hips with his hot palms and long fingers splayed out along your thighs. “Oh, darling.”

“Wanna feel you, please” you respond, swiping a thumb over his browbone so he’ll open up his eyes to gaze into you. And if that hadn’t done him in, he’s a dead man when you sigh and soften your eyes at him. your movements became a bit more languid, stretching out his orgasm and punctuating it with a whispered “Love you”

“oh, angel. Love you much. so pretty, all mine” He cries out, holding you impossibly tight to his chest as he empties inside of you. Once he starts he can’t stop, whining and writhing shamelessly with every intent to fill you with everything he’s got. his arms going limp on top of you as he’s slurring through countless curses and praises. “so good, sweetheart. Made for me.”

“Oh, sweetheart. None of that now. Breathe with me, yeah?” He cooes, toying with the ends of your hair and you prop yourself up, blinking the wetness away as you laugh incredulously at yourself, and him.

The two of you manage to synchronize your breathing patterns, smiling against the other’s skin as you drift off. hongjoongs head is buzzing with the words “i love you, i love you, i love you” whirling around inside it, and he hums contently when he can almost barely hearing you say “i love you” back into his neck like you could read his mind.

he had finally made you, his.

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i just finished reading double trouble

i want to cry... (but in a good way lol)

the story was amazing and i didn’t want it to end.. ever. you’re so great for this, thank u<3

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