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HI I DIDNT FORGET ABOUT YOU I CHECKED OFTEN AND WAS REALLY WORRIED BUT IM HAPPY TO HEAR YOURE HERE AND HOPEFULLY OKAY ILY

Omg 🥺 I’m alright! Just went through a lot, which is the case for a lot of us this year so I genuinely hope you’re doing well too, anon.

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Hi 👋🏻

I know it's been a while since you posted anything, but i'm curious...is part 4 of iwt still something we can look forward to? 💕

Ps: i don't want to annoy or pressure you with that question (just curious)

Hi! Don’t worry you’re not pressuring me or anything. I don’t want to bring everyone’s hopes up cause I’m really not sure when I’ll be able to write like I used to again :( a large portion of it is already written but I don’t know when I’ll regain the confidence to finish it.

I have been writing other things though.. but It’s quite different from what I used to write here, so I’m a little hesitant to post them.

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if you're defending w**jin unfollow me RIGHT NOW. block me or whatever but i don't wanna see none of y'all speaking up for him.

as a stay who's been stanning skz since predebut, i just wanted to say im disappointed in him as much as y'all are. but don't think for a second that's enough to make me defend him. i don't owe w**jin anything, and yall don't either so please do not come for the victims with hate and don't defend his ass. whether its true or not, the victim should always be believed. stop idolizing these men cuz u don't know when you yourself could be in the victim's shoes. i feel so sorry for them and for the person who spoke up, thank you for being so brave.

btw leave skz out of this, too cuz its not their fault and they haven't been involved with this person since a year ago. thank you.

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Are you excited for the repackage?!

YES!! We’re getting the unti songs AT LAST, and the teasers are KILLING ME lmao

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AHHH HELLO! I HOPE YOURE DOOING WELL! I have you on post notifications haha

HEYY! I’m doing alright! It’s been a tough year though, on all of us really, I hope you’re doing well too 💕💕

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HOLY SHIT YOU ARE HERE KDDKSKSKDKSKDEK YOU HAVE NO IDEA OF HOW MANY TIMES I HAVE READ IT I WANT THIS BY NOW 😭😭😭😭

Omg hii!! you have no idea how happy that makes me 😭 I’m so sorry I haven’t updated it :(

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Hi, are you active? Im worried about you

Hi, I wasn’t, and I’m sorry for worrying everyone for so long. It’s a long story but I’m not sure anyone still remembers me anyways

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HI ARE U ALIVE? YOU HAVENT POSTED ANYTHING IN AWHILE SO IM WORRIED ILY HOPE UR DOING GOOD

Hey I’m alive and I love you too though I’m pretty sure you forgot about me by now lfjdj is anyone still here?

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Ehh I should probably add a “Read more” on my posts. I was just worried ‘cause I remember people complaining about it not showing up in the tags. Is that still a thing?

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Ahhhh!!!!! YOU. WENT. OFF. That 3.5 part was soooooooooo good like I can’t even function since reading it and that cliffhanger..... my god you’re actually going to kill me with my bias and bias wrecker ~ 🖤

I’m sorry? hehe I’m so happy you enjoyed it this much! I had to leave it at that because what’s to come belongs in part 4 and I really wanna make it right and take my time with it. I’ve been working on requests though, so I hope you enjoy them till then.

(How do you know it’s your bias wrecker tho 👀)

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First Break was very fucking hot to read, i need me a big glass of water so i can calm down (ty, i love your writing)

Gkskcjsj thank you I was really scared I didn’t do it justice (I still kind of am tbh) and I’m so glad you enjoyed it 🖤

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First Break

Trainee!Reader (Part 3.5 of IWT series, could be read as a one-shot.)

Han Jisung/ Older Reader  Genre: Smut, fluff, one shot

Warnings: Marking; semi-public; Praise?; extremely fluffy Handjob, don’t ask me how but everything is fluffy; inexperienced Jisung; endless teasing; Jisung sNaPs

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He did it He actually went ahead and sent you a picture of him in nothing but a towel, and Chan was right there next to you. How fucking smart. He’s done for. He messed it up.

Every minute that passes without you replying felt like hours of torture. All the coldness he ignored before stung his body at once, and he found himself shivering from both exposure and fear. What was he thinking? It’s not like he had much to show. What if Chan saw it? He’d definitely think it’s pathetic, you’re probably laughing at him yourself.

No. He shook his head and dropped his phone on the bed. He won’t stand there shredding at his own confidence with made up scenarios. He knew better than that now. He’s going to go out there and find out for himself.

And so he did, striding towards the door. He poked his head out to check the way leading to the bathroom, where he abandoned his clothes, and sighed in relief at the open door.

All he had to do was go get dressed and get back out to face you. And Chan. And maybe everyone else.

Stepping closer to his destination, Jisung lent his ear to the sounds erupting from the living room. He heard what he recognized as Chan and Minho’s laughter, and gulped at the possibility of him causing it. His rapid heartbeat only got faster when he reached the bathroom door.

Right by the bathroom mirror, you leaned with your hands clutching the vanity top.

He stepped back in shock. This definitely wasn’t part of his plan. Eyes wide and body pinned in place, he pondered of what to do, until the reflection of your smile hit his vision.

His own smile slowly appeared at the realization of what you’re looking at, and he doesn’t need to think twice before quietly closing the door and sneaking his way towards your back.

“Like what you see?” He whispered as his hands wrapped around your waist.

Your body jolted in his arms, phone dropped and head shot up to face him through the mirror. Your scream almost erupted but he caught it in his hand.

You bit him. “Ouch! Wh-“

“You scared me!” You turned to burst at him. He hushed and tugged you back, your face pressed to his bare chest.

“Sorry?” Jisung giggled.

“You’re still,” your voice faded against his chest, and he hoped you didn’t hear his racing heart. “aren’t you cold?”

“I forgot my stuff here and gosh, Why does everyone keep say-aren’t you cold wearing these shorts, ha?”

You pulled back to laugh at his ramble, your blushing face now evident. “I’m wearing knee socks.”

“It still doesn’t make sense” he continued, almost loosing awareness of his state, until your lingering stare sent him back in hesitation.

“I’m-” he reached over for his hung clothes, but you suddenly hooked him back. “Sorry, I’m just nervous. You‘re-“ your breath felt warm against his numb skin, your fingers tracing his stomach even hotter. He missed every feeling your fingertips left. “Mesmerizing.”

Jisung flinched. His heart bounced at the reflection of your back looped in his arms, captured in the same mirror that earlier overflowed with his doubts. None of that existed within this moment, because somehow his stupid moves worked. His reckless behavior didn’t revolt you, and those countless shortcomings seemed to not matter to you.

You giggled when he started playing with your hair and pecked your neck, and Jisung didn’t know how he can feel so much warmth while being this exposed, this vulnerable.

“You know, I’m supposed to be ‘fixing my hair’” you looked up.

Jisung wiggled his hand in your strands to mess them up even more. “Oh no, that should take a while.”

You rolled your eyes and chuckled, then buried your face once more in his shoulder, tilting down to pepper light kisses across his clavicle.

He couldn’t shake the smile off of his face, and though his body shuddered from your touch, he was more relaxed than he’d been in a while.

Maybe, with you, he didn’t have to think twice. Maybe he can allow his confidence to take presence.

And so when his instinct told him to push lips on yours and your body forward, he didn’t hesitate, and soon you were sitting on the counter with him caught between your thighs. His body was in control now.

****—-****—

It all felt like a dream. Everything from his hasty mouth on yours, to the restless hands tugging at your hair, to his cold skin wrapped in your limps. All too fast and out of control, out of your control. It should have triggered your guard by now, build back all those walls with bricks of your past experiences, but something inside of you wanted to let go. You wanted Han Jisung to break them.

You slowed the pace of your mouths in an attempt to savor every taste, before moving down to taste the rest of him. You were careful around his neck, but merciless everywhere else. It was about time you marked him all for yourself, and the tiny whimpers of pleasure that fled his throat pushed you further.

He tugged harder at your hair the lower you went, and you feared you might be going too far. “sorry-“ “No!” He whined, pulled you back to him. His sudden reaction caused you to chuckle against his skin, forehead resting over his chest and hands covering your face. “What? Why are you laughing?” “You’re just so cute” “Cute?” He snapped. “Yes?” You tilted back to face him. “I mean you’re really sexy, baby.“ you teased and you pinched his cheek. He gave you a stern look before shoving you forward “Oh yeah?”

You almost laughed again till his lips latched onto your neck, hands firmly gripped your sides. “What are you doing?” You gasped. “Being cute.” He mumbled over your skin, and continued to trail wet kisses till your hoodie blocked his path. Your body shivered the second he started sucking. “Wait Jisung, not here” you said, kneading his shoulder. “Ugh.” He snapped his head back in frustration then let a hand loose to your thigh, pausing at the only other exposed part between your short and stockings. “Then where?” “Definitely not there.” “Hmm?” He pursed his lips with so much innocence like his fingertips weren’t sneaking underneath the fabric, electrifying your sensitive skin. “I’m-“ you winced “serious, Jisung. It’ll show.” “Okay.” He moved closer, pushing his hand further, the other one held your lower back. You felt his breath brushing your ear. “I won’t bite.” yet he did just that on your earlobe.

Ignoring the wetness beginning to coat your briefs, you locked every sound threatening to rise in your throat, nails nicking his shoulder as he went higher. This was it, you provoked his reckless side again, and you wished you had done it earlier, because his current bluntness drove him as far as to grope for your crotch.

“C-can I?” His voice wasn’t nearly as blunt as his grasp. The hand running up your spine didn’t stop moving as he waited for your answer. Without emitting a word, you placed your free hand over his and rubbed it over your drenched shorts. Your folds clenched behind the fabric, back arching desperately. “Uhh noona,” Jisung moaned over your sight, eyes wide while yours struggled to stay open. “you’re so wet.” “Of course I am baby, look at you.” You slurred and managed to kiss the whine that escaped his mouth.

Your breath grew shorter the more you guided him, releasing all the lewd sounds you held back. The corners of his mouth lifted with the jolting of your hips. Normally, you would hide your face in embarrassment, afraid to let your partner know how much effect they had on you, because you feared they’d abuse it, and not in a way you liked, but this was different.

Jisung was different, you wanted him to know how much you craved him.

“You look so hot, Noona I’m-“ he whined again, making you take a quick glance at his groin. He was aching. As much as you wanted to reach your release, you wanted to grant him his first. Your hand leading his came to a halt as you stared at the growing tent in his towel.

You tightened your thighs around his waist, bringing him dangerously close. His towel almost slipped, exposing more of his hips, but his hands were quick to catch it. Panic washed over his face.

Oh. You detached yourself from him immediately. Of course. He was young and probably inexperienced, of course he’d be insecure.

“It’s okay if you’re not ready.” you spoke softly, hand caressing his cheek. “Don’t worry, okay?”

He nodded and rested his hand over yours, but his eyes fell elsewhere, lost in thought. You felt his distress and joined him in a gentle kiss, trying your best to comfort him. To your surprise he picked up your pace again, deepening the kiss to bring you back were you left off.

You cupped his face when you pulled back to breath, lip stretched out of his teeth. His dark eyes glistened with so much desire, but he wore a pout on his face. You wondered how he could carry this amount of purity even in times like these, and what it’d take to break it, but you shook the thought out of your head. You would wait for him as long as it took.

“Noona,” he whispered over your lips, and you hummed in response, still lost in his gaze. “Do you really want me?”

You blinked, then let out a confused laugh. “What does it look like?”

“I-I meant do you..” his voice drifted along with his gaze downwards. You followed it , a finger sliding along his tense muscles, your other hand still caressing his cheek, trying to stay steady yourself.

You raised your brows.

Jisung snatched your wandering hand and let out a shaky breath before loosening the grip on the white cloth. Your eyes widened with the expanding loop of his undone towel, watching it slowly slip over his light caramel skin.

And oh god. There he was, Han Jisung, your extremely talented young fellow trainee, your best friend’s friend and soon-to-be bandmate, standing completely exposed for you.

If Jisung was mesmerizing as it was shirtless, he’s even more beautiful waist-down and caged between your legs. Biting your lower lip, you scanned every inch of his lean body. Stopping yourself from lingering on his growing erection.

He stared back with slanted brows, eyes set on your expressions as if searching for your validation.

“Wow.” You exhaled. Relief slowly took over him once he saw your smile.

“Jisung,” Your excitement was difficult to hide, even as you spoke. “you know we don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with, right?”

“I know.” His voice was deeper, a nervous smile lifted his blushing cheek. “You didn’t answer me.”

“I do,” your breath collided with his. “I really, really do.”

He tightened his grip around your hand inches above his length, you caught it and his lips in an instant. His whimpers vibrated through your mouth as you swirl your tongue around his and mimicked the motion with your fingers. He twitched under your touch.

You sucked his tongue while sliding upwards his shaft, and It wasn’t long till he was fully rigid.

His eyes remain shut as he escaped your lips and started panting.

“How does it feel, baby?” You cooed, keeping your movement atrociously slow.

“Good. So. Good” he said between breaths.

You smirked. “And you look so good right now.”

He did, his knitted brows through his damp strands, vein popping out along his neck, and chest rising as he caught his breath with those pouty lips. Jisung looked like a work of art, and you wished he knew even half of it.

You held his rosy cheek again and pushed his red lips with your thumb. “So fucking beautiful” you weren’t surprised when he whined at your compliments, and you were more than happy to keep going.

“N-noona.” You watched him struggle to swallow his moans, and stroked his erection harder, stopping to run your thumb at the tip.

“Gosh, your voice always turns me on so much.”

You had your experience with the guys you dated, but you never wanted to please them as badly as you wanted to pleasure Jisung. His reactions enticed you. The way his head fell on your shoulder to muffle his moans, how he’d try to be still but ends up thrusting at your hand so eagerly and grabbing any part of your body his hands can find.

This time, when his cold hand reached under your hoodie again, it ran up the soft warm skin of your stomach and latched around your lace bralette. You gasped when he brushed the barely protected nipple, and curse your lazy choice of bras.

Jisung noticed your responses and started kneading your breast and nibbling at your shoulder.

“Is this okay, noona?” He said so innocently. You knew he used that innocence to his advantage, and you didn’t mind falling for it, as long as you get to tear it from him.

That sneaky little. He pinched your nipple through the fabric. “yes. Fuck.” You bit down your own moan. it got difficult to tell who was getting who off. Your grip fumbled around him, and he cheekily giggled at his effect on you. You combated by pausing and pressing lightly over his shaft, making him yelp.

“careful, babyboy.” You purred, lowering your lips to his leaking head, and licked the bit of salty essence off his slit. His groan resonated through the vacant room, and it was your turn to chuckle. You kissed his tip, preparing to tease him in.

“No wait, I’m gonna c-“

“Jisung?” A faint bang on the door startled the both of you off. “Jisung, you need to get out, now!”

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in case u needed to hear it: i believe in ur wips 

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Either way we’ll be here for you whenever you want us to be, don’t feel like you own us anything other than what you want to give us, we’re always here ~ 🖤 2/2

Thank you so much for this♥️ and I’m happy you decided to share that with me, it made me feel less alone in all of this.

Just come out and let me hug ya

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I know what that’s like, I’m an extreme introvert so if I get too anxious, paranoid or stressed I will legit go into what my friends like to call ‘Shut Down Mode’ where I just refuse to respond to anyone online or in reality, I nearly spent almost 2 weeks doing it before I decided to respond to people again. Like they would see me online scrolling through social media but not responding to it and it wasn’t until I’ve actually had to explain it is when they’ve understood ~ 🖤 1/2

Wow “Shut Down Mode” is literally what it is for me too, and it did take my friends a while to understand, but I’m thankful they eventually did. I’m glad yours did too.

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When you get this, please respond with five things that make you happy! Then send to the last ten people in your notifications anonymously or not. You never know who might benefit from spreading positivity. 💕

Awww thank you for sending me this! It reminded me of a lot of things I appreciate and even encouraged me to do them more💛 so here you go.

Five Things That Make Me Happy:

1) Books

I love reading them, buying, collecting, organizing them on my shelf. I love having books in my life in general.

2) My Uke🖤

This goes back to my love for music and my dorky love for *cough* *cough* Twent One Pilots. It’s a relatively new hobby but it’s something I always wanted to do and the fact that I went ahead and learned it makes me feel very happy. It reminds me that I can do anything if I set my mind to it.

3) Our 9 dorks (skz)

This one is a given but hear me out here, these kids have inspired and encouraged me more than anything else in a while. They were the first to remind me to not compare myself with others which is something I suffer from a lot.

4) Learning

Wether it be a new language, a new hobby, a program, a subject I’m really into etc. alas, wish it affected my scores though 😂 but eh Whenever I’m strugging with a course I try to remind myself that even if I don’t do very well at least I’ve uncovered something I didn’t know before. Highlight the word “try” lmao

5) Creating💛

Nah, I’m not your best crafter or something, what I mean by this that feeling you get when you finished a project, or a drawing, a story, maybe even a poem or a song. Even if they’re not the best, the fact you made this thing yourself makes it special. It’s the only thing keeping me sane as an Architecture student, and I’m happy I came to that realization.

Oof that was a lot, sorry if it came off a bit braggy? I got carried away haha. I’m gonna send this with my main account. 👀 it’s so easy to recognize really

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Hey love, just wanted to check in on you, how are you doing? Hope you’re not pressuring yourself too much about not posting or anything. Can’t wait to read whatever you release whenever you release it ~ 🖤

Again, thank you for the support at the time. Really it means a lot to me to have your reassurance, and I’m really sorry I didn’t reply earlier. I try not to talk about this cause I dont want you guys to think I don’t appreciate your asks and messages because that’s far from the truth, I love hearing from you guys it makes me really happy, it’s a big part of why I do this, but I want you to know that sometimes when I’m overwhelmed or anxious I get a little stressed to reply to anyone really, even my friends and family.

Thank you, sweetest (🖤)for checking on me, I love you💕