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cb97breathing · 1 year

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LOST ALL CONTROL

“you're supposed to go have dinner at Changbin's place, but the clothes you're wearing are too revealing, yknow keeps lifting whenever you move your arms, pants are tight etc. He tries to focus on the meal he's preparing, but ends up pinning you against the counter because he can't hold back anymore.” - request by @smuttystraykidsthoughts

Pairing: Seo Changbin x Plus Size afab!reader

Word Count: 1.6k

Genre: Smut🔞 / Fluff

this is my first smut drabble on here and i’m terrified lol. i hope you all like it!! x

You don’t know how you got here. Bent over on the kitchen table, whimpering and whining as your boyfriend’s hand was shoved down your leggings and played with your clit while the other massaged your breast. One minute you were helping him prepare dinner and the next he practically slammed you against the counter and started kissing you roughly.

You and Changbin have never gone farther then touching, mainly due to your insecurity about your weight and size, but tonight it was clear he wanted more. He needed more. His hard on pressed against your ass and your legs trembled.

“Do you know how sexy you look right now princess?” Changbin breathed into your ear. “Do you know how hard it’s been to keep my hands off you when you’ve been wearing such tight clothes today?” His fingers rubbed roughly at your clit making your legs shake. All you could do was whine and sob in response.

It was true, usually you wore clothes that were loose and baggy on you cause you hated to see your stomach. But today it was hot and you wore tight black leggings and a black tank top. You showed more skin than you ever did and it took all of Changbin’s strength not to pounce on you the second he let you into his apartment. He couldn’t keep his eyes off your curves the entire time. Your clothes left nothing to the imagination and it was clear, beneath you weren’t wearing anything.

“Baby I need you, I need to make you mine. Please.” He begged as he pushed his groin into you from behind. You turned your head and kissed him desperately in response. You were soaking wet from how much he played with you. You were just as desperate as him.

“Binnie, please.” You begged softly. “I want you.” He gently turned you around and ripped the tank top off you. He pushed you down on the kitchen table and leaned over you as his lips crashed into yours. Then they traveled to your neck as he quickly pulled your leggings off you.

Binnie pulled away and took a moment to look at you. This was the first time you were completely naked in front of him. The sight made his cock twitch in excitement. You on the other hand became nervous and shy under his lustful gaze. He stopped your arms from trying to cover yourself.

“Don’t.” He said softly. “You’re so fucking beautiful y/n.” He ran his hands up your thick thighs, passed your stomach and gently squeezed your breasts. “So fucking beautiful.” He groaned before taking your right nipple into his mouth. His hand slipped between your legs and his fingers brushed against your folds.

“Oh god.” You whimpered as your fingers tangled in his hair. He inserted two fingers and pressed his thumb against your clit making you gasp and arch into him. “Binnie please, please don’t stop.” You begged.

He groaned in response and began to pump his fingers at a quick pace while he kissed down your stomach, kissing every inch of your skin that he could get to before he looked at you with his lustful onyx eyes. He dove between your legs and began to lick at your clit as his fingers moved in and out of you. The apartment filling with sounds of your moans and cries as well as your wetness every time he pumped them into you.

“B-Binnie..” You sobbed out as your body began to tremble. You couldn’t focus on anything, all you could say was his name over and over again as you felt your walls clench around him. He smirked into your wet core, knowing very well that you were close. His eyes watched your every move as he quickened the pace to an unforgettable speed.

“Cum princess. Cum for me.” He ordered softly before attacking your clit with his tongue again. Your eyes rolled back and you shook violently as you felt your release hit you. You cried out his name as he continued to thrust his fingers into you, helping you ride out your high and gently pulled them out once you were done. You whimpered at the empty feeling.

“God princess look what you do to me.” You open your eyes and looked town to see his hard boner poking from under his grey sweats. It makes your core ache in need and you bite your lip. He moves closer to you and caresses your cheek. “You’re sure you want this princess? Once I start I won’t be able to stop.” You look into his eyes that were full of lust, longing and need and nodded in response.

“I’m ready Binnie, I want you.” You replied softly. He kissed you deeply and picked you up bridal style, ignoring your protests about how you were too heavy. He walked to his bedroom, carrying you with ease which would be no surprise because of how much he works out. Once he gets to your bed he lays you down gently and takes off his shirt.

Your breath hitches at the sight, just like you he never really liked showing much skin. So this was a first for you. You bit your lip as you watched him push down his sweats and boxers, letting his hardened member spring out. Your eyes widened at the size and you let out a soft whimper. Not only was he long, but he was thick.

“Binnie I d-don’t know if it’s gonna fit.” You whimpered nervously. He slowly crawled on top of you and kissed you deeply. “It’s so big.” You whimpered into his lips. Your hand gently reached for it and palmed it gently, earning a loud groan and whimper from him.

“I’ll be gentle princess.” He whispered and buried his face in your neck. His body pressed flush against yours, he wanted to feel all of you as he finally made you his. He lined his tip at your clit and rubbed it in circles, making you whine and even more drenched down there. When he was ready he pressed the tip in and slowly pushed into you.

You choked on air and arched into him. Your hands clung to his biceps as you felt him move deeper and deeper until he was completely inside you. His size making you wince and whimper at the slight pain it was causing. He kissed your neck and nipped at it. He didn’t dare move, he wanted to wait until you gave him the okay.

“You’re so tight and warm princess, you’re perfect.” He whimpered into your neck. You legs wrapped around his waist and arms around his neck, signaling him you were ready for him. He pulled out almost completely before sliding back in, making you cry out when you felt him hit deep inside you. Your body trembled as you clung to Changbin for dear life. His thrusts started out slow and gentle as he kissed your neck and collar bone. He bit and marked as much as he could. He wanted the whole world to know you were his. He pulled back his head and looked deep into your eyes as he thrusted into you.

“I love you.” He breathed out. “I l-love you y/n.” Your heart pounded as tears flew down your cheeks from his confession and the overwhelming feeling of him inside you. You pressed your lips to his in a deep and passionate his whispering that you loved him to into his soft beautiful lips. This caused his pace to grow quicker and his thrusts harder. Your moans turning into cries and whines of pleasure that you were sure all your neighbors could hear. His moans were loud as well and they only made you more aroused. “You like it sweetheart? Do you like how I fuck you?” He groaned out as he pounded into you.

“Y-Yes Binnie! Please don’t stop.” You begged. You could feel your stomach tighten and that all familiar feeling start to form at your core. Changbin could feel you tightening around him and he moaned loudly. He buried his face in your neck and held you close to him as he pounded relentlessly into you. He wanted to make you scream and that’s exactly what you did. He knew you were close as he slipped his hand between you both and rubbed your clit.

“Cum with me princess, I want you to cum with me.” He begged. You could feel his cock begin to throb inside you, but you couldn’t form any words to respond. You were so overwhelmed by his size, and his fingers that all you could do was sob out in response. Soon you clenched around him and your eyes rolled back, you couldn’t even make a sound because of how strong you came. But the noises that left Changbin’s lips when he spilled his hot seed deep inside you were heavenly to the ear.

He stayed there for a moment, still inside you as he buried his head in your neck. “So perfect.” He groaned out. You were so exhausted and overwhelmed that you laid limp beneath him and whimpered in response. He pulled out slowly earning a loud whine from you. You hated how empty you felt without him inside you. He pressed soft kisses to your face and lips and caressed your cheek. “You did so good princess. So good.” He moved over to the side of you and pulled you into his arms. “You’re mine, all mine.” He whispered as he played with your hair. Your eyes fluttered closed as you laid your head on his bare sweaty chest.

“All yours.” You breathed out.

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katnisspeetaprim · 10 months

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Bully Part.1

Bang Chan/Reader, Platonic!Felix/Reader

Summary: You loved your life and career, but the new stylist at JYP brings up some memories you would rather forget.

Warnings: angst, bullying, panic attacks, crying, arguments, flinching during argument.

Word Count: 2481 M.list

Your life was pretty much perfect at this moment in time, at least according to yourself. You had your own house and car, even landed your dream job which you had spent years studying and apprenticing for.

The day you became one of the head stylists at JYP, was one of the best days of your life, having worked you way up from lowly intern. You mainly worked with the Twice girls these days, but you originally started out with Stray Kids, which is how you met Chan.

The two of you immediately hit it off, quickly realising that there was something more than friendship going on. The two of you dated secretly for quite a while, but as soon as the dating ban was removed from their contracts, you both went straight to JYP, thinking it would be better to be truthful in the long run.

The older man looked at the two of you like a disappointed father looking down at his children, who had been caught doing something naughty. JYP was understandably upset that the two of you were dating but he wasn’t about to stop you, especially since you’ve already proved you can work without distraction.

Romance between idols and the staff wasn’t banned after all, just strongly discouraged.

It was after going public with the relationship did you think it would be better to move to one of the other groups style teams, this way you could both avoid unsavoury rumours floating around, but also prove that you could still maintain a professional relationship whilst at work. This is how you came to be a head stylist for Twice.

Your departure from the Stray Kids team had left your position open, and tis is what lead to your current predicament......

It had been a few weeks since your move, so you and Chan would usually be waiting a little while for the other to finish for the day, since your rode home together. Today though, you had been waiting for nearly an hour for him in the parking lot. Annoyed by his lateness, you shot off a text to him. Within moments, you got a reply.

You groaned in annoyance. You had no problem with him going out, but a heads up would have been nice. In all honesty, you’d been so busy recently, you’d forgotten that they’d already hired your replacement. At least you were the one to drive that morning so you weren’t stranded.

Just as you were about to start the car, a knock on your window startled you. You looked over to see the smiling faces of Momo and Jeongyeon. You rolled down your window with a smile.

‘Y/N! We thought it was your car. You left over and hour ago, why are you still here?’

‘Oh, I was waiting for Chan, but I forgot that he had plans tonight.’ You explained sheepishly, feeling only a little embarrassed that you’d waited over an hour for a guy. Momo and Jeongyeon shared a look.

‘Well we were planning on getting food together. If you’re free, why don’t you join us?’

‘Why not?’ You found yourself smiling as you exited the car. This wouldn’t be the first time you’d hung out with the girls outside of work, so at least you knew you would still have a good night, with or without Chan.

It was late when you got home. Knowing you had to be up early the next morning, you wanted to get in bed asap.

When you opened the door, you were surprised to find all the lights off and the home eerily quiet. You were confused as you toed off your shoes. Chan wasn’t usually one to sleep early but just in case, you tip toed to the bedroom to check on him, only to find it empty.

You tried to stay calm, but worry began to wash through you. It wasn’t like Chan to stay out this late and not even send so much as a text. You pulled out your phone and hit the call button, your anxiety only sky rocketing when he didn’t answer. Finally, on the fourth call did he answer you.

‘Chan!’

‘Babe! We’re gonna be late! Don’t wait up!’ ‘click’ You stared at your phone in disbelief. There was loud music and shouting in the background so he was obviously out at some kind of club. Sigh. At least you knew he was safe...

When you awoke the next morning, you rolled over, only to collide with a fully clothed Chan. He was laid out on his back, on top of the sheets and still in his clothes from the night before.

Now Chan doesn’t drink so you knew he wasn’t hungover, but if he got in and just flopped down in bed, then it must have been late or early. Your alarm hadn’t gone off yet, so you quickly reached for it and turned off your 6am alarm, not wanting to wake him just yet.

‘You worried me last night.’ You whispered to yourself and gently stroked his hair, causing him to stir slightly. Not wanting to wake him, you pulled away and got up.

Just as you were getting on your shoes to leave, Chan wondered into the main room, rubbing the sleep from his tired eyes.

‘Hey, if you wanted a lift you should get dressed, we’ll be late otherwise.’ You were a little annoyed at his tardiness, but decided it could wait till later.

‘I don’t ned to be in till later. I might go sleep a while longer.’ He was almost falling asleep at the kitchen counter. Cute. You smiled and strolled over to him.

‘Did you have a good time last night?’ You stroked across his broad shoulders as he hunched over the table. ‘With the new stylist?’ He perked up at the mention of the new staff member.

‘Oh she’s great! If you’re free today at some point, you should come by and I’ll introduce you! I think you’ll get on great!’ You laughed at his enthusiasm, glad that JYP had hired friendly staff.

‘I’m glad! And I’ll definitely make time to come by, but now I really have to go.’ You leaned down and kissed him goodbye. ‘I’ll see you later, love you!’

You’d had a particularly busy day, what with the new Twice comeback happening soon, you didn’t get to visit the Stray Kids studio till late in the day.

When you entered the room, the first person to notice you was Han.

‘Noona!’ He yelled, causing the other boys heads to shoot up.

‘Hi guys!’ They all ran up to you, hugging you in greeting. You didn’t get to see the guys that much these days, only getting updates from Chan, so this was a real treat to see them all again.

‘Alright boys, calm down.’ You giggled.

‘Y/N, I didn’t think you were going to show up.’ Chan pushed through the rowdy boys and hugged you.

‘I said I’d be here, didn’t I?’

‘Come on, I’ll introduce you.’

‘Oh are you here to meet Jia-noona?’ Hyunjin asked with a smile. A chorus of compliments for the woman came from all the boys as Chan lead you across the room.

‘Jia! Meet my girlfriend Y/N!’ When the woman stood and spun round, your breath hitched in your throat and you suddenly felt like you couldn’t breathe. Stood in front of you was Park Jia, the girl who had made your whole school life miserable. She had been the typical mean girl, while you were more of a hermit, preferring to keep yourself to yourself. Naturally she saw you as easy target and basically tortured you daily.

‘Y/N, nice to meet you! Chan’s told me so much about you already!’ She reached out her perfectly manicured hand for you to shake. You couldn’t stop yourself from flinching when she reached out for you, casing Chan to look over to you, shocked by your actions. Your mouth was so dry you couldn’t speak. She didn’t recognise you. After the hell she put you through, how could she not recognise you!?

Now you definitely changed a lot since your school years, but did your life really mean so little to this woman that she’d forgotten you?

‘Y/N? You ok?’ Chan suddenly called out, gently stroking your back and bringing you back to reality. ‘You spaced out there.’

‘Um yeah uh-umm yeah sorry. I-I have to go.’ You stuttered, not knowing what to do but knowing that you couldn’t stay in that room any longer. You basically pushed your way out of the room, running down the hallway, all while trying to not have a panic attack.

Back in the room, everyone stood with confused faces.

‘Did I do something wrong?’ Jia asked Chan with a frown, his eyebrows furrowed.

‘No. No. Y/N can just be a little weird sometimes.’ Chan’s answer caused the other SKZ members to cast questioning looks to each other. They may not see you as much as they used to, but during your time with them you had all gotten pretty close. None of them had every seen you react to a situation quite like you had just done.

‘Are you sure she’s ok? She seemed upset..’ Felix asked, concerned for you.

‘I hope I didn’t do anything to upset her.’ Jia’s sickeningly sweet voice floated across the room.

‘Nah she’s just emotional, her period is probably coming. I’ll deal with it later.’ Felix frowned deeply at his leader. Why was Chan dismissing you like that when something had clearly upset you.

Whilst everyone was distracted by Jia, Felix silently slipped out of the room and went to find you.

He found you, sitting alone in a small office, quietly sobbing to yourself.

‘Y/N!’ He rushed over to you and put his arm around your shoulders. In an attempt to hide your tears, you wiped at your face to no avail.

‘Felix. Is everything ok?’ He looked at you quizzically.

‘I should be asking you that! You ran out of the room!’ You looked down in defeat, knowing you couldn’t keep this from your friend.

‘I couldn’t stay in there one second longer because of her.’ You said with shaky breath.

‘Yeah I gathered that.’ Felix let out a humourless chuckle. ‘But why though?’ He pressed you for an answer. You looked up to him with sad eyes, before taking a deep breath.

‘She bullied me in school.’ Felix’ face morphed into shock, but he let you continue speaking.

‘But it wasn’t normal bullying. She and her minions would do awful things to me, make me do things... And I thought I was free when I left for college.’ You started sobbing again as you explained, unable to hold back the tears any longer. Felix swallowed a lump in his throat, but he had to ask.

‘What do you mean, not normal bullying? What did they make you do?’ You looked down and shook your head vigorously. You weren’t ready to talk and Felix wasn’t going to force you.

‘I don’t know what to do. Coming to work everyday knowing she’s here, and Chan seems to love her...’ Felix winced at your words. You weren’t wrong about that, the guy seemed smitten with her. He wasn’t even going to tell you how Chan spoke about you once you left the room.

‘He needs to know Y/N. We can tell him together and he’ll speak to the company. JYP will back you I know it.’ You licked your dry lips and nodded.

‘I’ll tell him at home. I just need to think about what to say.’ You sniffled.

‘You sure you don’t need me there with you?’ You nodded with a sniff. Felix nodded and pulled you into a tight hug.

‘I’m here if you need me.’ You were grateful to have such a caring friend like Felix.

‘You should get back.’ You nudged him away lightly. He sighed, not really wanting to leave you alone, but knowing you were right.

‘Ok, but remember what I said.’

Just as your day was ending, you spotted Chan walking towards you from down the hall. Your smile faltered a little when you noticed the expression on his face. He didn’t look happy.

‘Hey. You ready to go?’ You asked nervously as he all but bumped your shoulder as he passed.

‘I got a lift in so you need to drive.’ Is all he said to you, no ounce of warmth in his voice after the long day. You stared after him, mouth agape and not believing how he just brushed you off like that. When you caught up to him, he was already standing by your car and he was practically dripping with irritation.

‘Hurry up.’ He spat. Without a word, you unlocked the car and got in, followed by the slam of the door as he did the same.

‘What are you waiting for? He groaned when you just sat there.

‘Why are you treating me like this?’ You mumbled, eyes cast down.

‘Why do you think?’ Chan scoffed. You didn’t answer, but looked at him with sad eyes.

‘You fucking embarrassed me today Y/N! Acting like that with Jia? Unbelievable.’ He exploded on you, hitting the dashboard hard with his hand. You stared at him, shocked at his outburst.

‘Do you have nothing to say for yourself?’ You flinched away at his harsh words and honestly you were a little scared after he hit the dash. You knew Chan would never lay a finger on you in that way, but right now, this didn’t seem like the man you fell in love with...

‘I didn’t act like that for no reason...’ You trailed off, not really in the mood to talk anymore.

‘You know what? I’m gonna stay at the dorms tonight. I can’t be around you right now.’ And with that he was gone, once again slamming your poor car door.

‘Wait...’ You tried meekly, but it was too late. You broke down for the second time that day.

You remembered Felix’ words from earlier and not feeling good about being alone, you text him.

You breathed a sigh of relief when he agreed to meet you, but the relief was short lived when your phone pinged once again. It was Chan and your heart absolutely shattered when you saw his messages.

You locked your phone and threw in in the backseat. You knew you should have just ignored his messages and give him a chance to calm down, but you felt your blood boil when he defended her again.

The phone was vibrating continuously behind you. Probably Chan trying to call you to chastise you, but you couldn’t bring yourself to look.

Even after all these years, why was she still ruining your life...?

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staaaaforlife · 1 year

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CW: CNC

"Chan slow down" you moaned as Chan was slamming into your cunt harshly "don't tell me what to do whore" he yanked your hair from the back and started pounding into you deeper than before. "fuckkkk" "c-Chan" he smacked your ass harshly "take that cock deep down your tight little pussy whore" her eyes rolled to the back of her head as Chan hit the spot "c-Chan! mm too much" "you think i give a fuck? you wanted me to breed you hm? thats exactly what i'm doing giving your slutty pussy what it wants and doesn't that little pussy wants me" you couldn't answer it was just too good "hey answer me" he said smacking your face lightly 5 times "baby if you dont want me to stop i'll advise you to answer me..." he said growling at you (we growling we growling) "y-yes" you said barely above a wisper. "so weak cant even answer a simple question but you let my members hit on you hm? should i call them and let them have their way with you" you clenched around him "fuck so you like that you like the sound of being used by my members? fuck such a slutty fucking cum sleeve" you put you head down on the pillows "lets call them they will have to much fun with you"

part 2 with the members?

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flurrys-creativity · 4 months

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Panacea

Panacea - a solution for all problems

Pairing: Bang Chan (Skz) x Fem!Reader x Han Jisung (Skz) x Kim Seungmin (Skz); Genre: Fae AU, Romance, Smut, Angst; Rating: nsfw, MDNI, 18+; Warnings: Fae!Chan, Fae!Seungmin, Fae!Jisung, Human!Reader, being hunted/chased, usage of magic, supernatural powers, kissing, SMUT -> penetrative sex, unprotected sex, biting/marking, predator/prey dynamics, blood play, knife play, magic manipulation, magic play, masturbation, foursome, anal (f receiving), double penetration, manhandling, slight free use, creampie, multiple orgasms, oral (m and f receiving), slight overstimulation, suggestive flirting; Wordcount: 6.901

Collab: Thrill of the Hunt by @cultofdionysusnet (if you have time check out the others stories by all these fantastic writers)

Summary: As Chan teaches younger Fae the rules of The Hunt he had asked you to assist him. You willingly agreed but soon enough you questioned your choice as you got chased through the night by not one but two Fae.

A/N: This is the second entry for the collab! Due to some health issues (a.k.a my wrists were not functioning) it came out later than intended. Thanks to @sanjoongie for being so patient with me AND hyping me up as well as brainstorming when I got stuck! Also @potatomountain for some very intriguing ideas that got incorporated here as well! Also a slight warning: This might be intense for some.. so proceed with caution.

Gentle shaking pulled you out of your slumber. You blinked several times before your eyes finally focused on someone crouching right before your bed.

“Aren’t you adorable, babygirl”, Chan chuckled softly as he tilted his head and looked at you expectantly. He waited a moment longer for you to wake up completely.

“Is it time?” You asked and rubbed over your eyes with the palm of your hand. You sat up on your bed and swung your legs over the edge, stretching your stiff limbs.

Chan nodded, his expression turning serious all of a sudden. “Almost. Do you want me to run you through everything once more?”

You hummed quietly and leaned forward, wrapping your arms around his neck - careful of his dark wings - and pressing yourself against his body for some comfort.

It was strange to think a Fae, who found you wandering through their realm after you got pulled through a portal, was the source of your comfort. Yet, you depended on Chan wholeheartedly - not even considering returning to your own world.

Chan chuckled again and wrapped his own, strong arms around your middle. He kissed your temple. “You’re way too good for me, babygirl.”

You shook your head and mumbled into his shoulder: “Am not.”

He pulled you closer against his body. “Oh, you are. You’re such a blessing. Especially for agreeing to help me teach these young Fae! I know I can trust you, so not having to resort to a human I don’t know is extremely helpful.” His hands wandered down your sides, caressing you ever so gently. “There’s just one downside to this.”

“There is?” You questioned him, a tinge of nervousness washing over your being.

“You won’t be with me all the time!”

You snorted and rubbed your face further into Chan’s body, trying to hide from his cheesy-ness. “But you’ll be with me all the time, won’t you?”

“Right. Okay, babygirl, let us go through this one last time. For my own sanity, yeah?” Chan gently pushed you away from his body, ignoring your soft whining. “Tell me what you’re supposed to do.”

You inhaled deeply and closed your eyes, searching for your memories of what Chan had told you. “I’m supposed to leave the town the second I step out of the door.”

“And then what?”

“Hide and sneak around to make it as hard for your students as possible.”

Chan snickered and patted your head. “Yeah, we wouldn’t want them to have it easy. Jisung and Seungmin are both from different courts though. Do you remember what that means?”

You sighed and pursed your lips, looking at Chan with an expression that told him he didn’t need to act like you were a dumb little child. You knew that each of the three courts had different approaches when it came to humans and The Hunt.

While the court - Latha - where Chan came from saw humans somewhat as equals and treated them with respect, the other two courts didn’t have the same standards.

A shiver ran down your back when your memories travelled to the rare occasions where you met full fledged Fae from other courts. If you added the horror stories that got murmured around in the dark, you truly got nervous about the whole ordeal again.

“Could you mark me again?” You asked and looked hopeful towards Chan, batting your eyelashes and jutting your lower lip out to make your request especially appealing to him.

Chan tilted his head and brushed some hair away from your face. “I just marked you a while ago. You can still see it.” He glanced down at your throat - a thumb brushing over the healing bite mark. “Even if it was healed, the other Fae would know you belong to me.”

“Please”, you begged him and pressed yourself closer against his body. “It gives me a sense of safety even when I can’t see you.”

He chuckled softly and nosed along your jawline, whispering sweet nothings against your skin while his hands travelled along your body.

You shivered again - this time from the anticipation of pleasure. You tilted your head to the side, giving Chan better access to your throat. Your chest moved up and down from your trembling breaths and you barely kept your eyes open to watch him.

“Aren’t you the sweetest little human for me”, Chan mumbled and pushed you down on the mattress again, crawling right over you until his strong body captured you beneath him. His black, feathery wings added to the feeling of being caged in, some of the feathers brushing along your bare legs.

One of Chan’s hands wandered between your legs, grabbing the flesh there and pushing your thighs apart so he could slot himself between them. He rolled his hips into yours, grinning mischievously upon hearing your needy whimpers.

You didn’t need to beg much for him, sensing he was just as eager to be inside you as you.

Chan pushed his own clothes away and ripped at the sheets that covered half of your form. With a hard thrust he pushed inside of you, keeping a relentless pace while he fucked you.

You weren’t even able to breathe properly, gasping for air like a fish out of water. All your senses got consumed by Chan’s dominating presence and you easily submitted to him, willingly doing anything he wished for.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous”, he grunted out while kissing along your neck. Chan littered your sensitive skin with licks and kisses, wanting to soothe it from the oncoming pain.

“Please.”

Chan kissed your skin one last time before he opened his mouth, revealing his teeth. They were sharper than a normal human’s teeth. Though that didn’t make the bite less painful - just easier for him to bite through your skin.

You groaned through clenched jaws, trying to focus on the pleasure surging inside of your body that formed a knot in your lower stomach. The tingles spread further through every nerve until it consumed you completely. With an outcry you came. You barely registered how Chan helped you through your high and came soon after as well.

“As much as I’d love to stay in bed with you and cuddle you until you can’t stand my presence, we have to move.” He sighed deeply and pushed himself up. His wings ruffled nervously behind him while he helped you up too and walked you over to a small washing basin.

Once you were cleaned up and ready to leave, you opened the door to Chan’s home. You stood on the threshold and looked outside, your heart clenching painfully at the thought of leaving your only source of comfort for who knows how long.

Chan stepped behind you and wrapped his strong arms around your form, pulling you against his chest and resting his chin on your shoulder. “There won’t be a second where you’re alone out there. I’m with you for every step of this adventure.”

You relaxed slightly, new determination settling inside your mind. You turned around in his hold and brushed your fingertips over his face with the softest smile. “I trust you nothing bad will happen to me. I know you’ll step in.”

Chan nodded along. His eyes implored yours yet again, trying to find a hint of discomfort in them but as you were set on helping him, he found none. With yet another sigh Chan kissed you one last time before he let you go.

You straightened your shoulders and followed the path, which led you out of town. At the first cross section you decided to head towards the forests, hoping underneath its canopy you’d find more than enough hidden spots when you had to rest.

You jumped in surprise when a large raven cawed above your head. Its shadow rushed over your figure as it circled you several times.

You bit on your lower lip, trying to suppress the grin spreading on your face. “So he’s already shadowing me”, you mumbled before you picked up your pace again.

Soon enough you vanished between the trees, following the path deeper into the thick forest until the sunshine nearly vanished completely. You turned around your own axis, making sure you’ve gone far enough, before you left the road and carefully moved through the bushes.

You dug underneath low hanging branches and climbed over protruding roots. Every now and then you saw Chan’s raven flying from one tree to another, its dark gleaming eyes intently following your every move.

The first night came and went by with nothing happening. Just like several more nights.

And it made you nervous.

You knew you were being hunted but so far you hadn’t noticed any sign of your pursuers. Except for Chan’s raven, who followed you everywhere.

On your fifth day of running and hiding you finally approached a clearing in the middle of the forest. Before you tried to stay away from them, fearing you’d be easily spotted from the air but you needed something that only grew there.

With careful steps you walked closer to the sunlit area. Your eyes darted around nervously and your ears were strained beyond comparison, just to make sure you’d hear even the smallest sound. You looked around over and over again, halting every three steps until you finally reached a patch full of clover.

You leaned down in slow motion, eyes still darting around the area. Only when your hands touched the soft ground did your focus shift on the clover beneath you. Hurriedly you brushed your fingers through them, searching for a four-leaved one.

Unbeknownst to you, you already got watched - not just from Chan’s raven.

Seungmin sat on top of a large branch of an nearing tree, using his glamour to merge with his surroundings. He actually had no interest in The Hunt nor in humans in general. It annoyed him being forced to learn the ways of The Hunt and participate in a mock one. Yet when he observed you, his interest peaked.

You cheered quietly and held a four-leaved clover up in the air, squinting your eyes against the bright sky. You hoped one would be enough for the trick Chan told you about. Ever so quietly you mumbled your thanks, knowing how peculiar Fae were about nature and how you interacted with it. You lowered your arm again and stared at the clover in your hand for a second longer before you squashed it between your fingers.

Seungmin stiffened, his eyes narrowing as he watched you rub the green paste across your eyelids now.

You blinked several times, getting used to the feeling of the smashed clover on your eyelids. Slowly you turned your head and took your surroundings in once more. Your eyes widened in surprise when you saw the dryads - half tree, half Fae watching you with great interest.

While they meant no harm for you, it still felt unsettling knowing you’ve been running around the forest for days without having seen them before just now.

A movement at the corner of your vision caught your attention and your head snapped into the direction, seeing a Fae standing atop a tree and staring at you with narrowed eyes.

You jumped up without looking away, fearing the second you’d lose eye contact you’d be captured in an instant. Only when you reached the edge of the forest again, you turned on your heels and rushed away. While it was wishful thinking the thick canopy would keep the Fae away, you still hoped it helped your case.

Seungmin silently watched you disappear between the trees. He pursed his lips in amusement, thinking The Hunt - even a mock one - might be more interesting than he thought.

You ran until you couldn’t anymore, crashing down on the forest ground. Your body heaved for oxygen, trembling like a leaf in the wind. Your ears rang loudly and your mind felt fuzzy from the sudden exercise.

With your last strength you pulled your body to a protruding root, half crawling underneath it in hopes of staying hidden until you regained some of your strength again. You breathed deeply and closed your eyes, trying to ignore the feeling of being watched. You wanted to tell yourself it was only Chan’s raven that watched you but the second you used the paste you just knew you felt more than one pair of eyes on your form.

Once you opened your eyes again a lot of time must have passed. The sun wasn’t up anymore - the limited light within the forest was gone now that it seemed to be the middle of the night. Even though there should be moonlight, it wasn’t strong enough to shine through the thick canopy.

To your surprise though you noticed a bluish glow to your side. You pushed yourself up into a crouching position, slowly looking over the large root you hid behind.

Your mouth formed a natural o upon seeing the blue glowing orb floating in the middle of the forest. You looked around, trying to see anything in the dark despite the orb.

At the back of your mind you remembered Chan calling them Devas. At least you thought them to be that since Will O’Wisps usually appear around water and not in the middle of forests. Either way these ethereal beings guided humans through dangerous areas, aiding them in need.

You finally stood up completely. While you still looked around warily, something inside of you begged you to follow the orb, hoping they would guide you to Chan who you missed dearly.

Whenever you came closer to the Devas they disappeared into thin air, only to reappear a little further down - naturally guiding you through the dark forest.

Soon enough you heard the soft splashing of water ahead of you. Getting closer to what seemed to be another clearing with a small creek running through it, you slowed down again. The Devas danced around the clearing, beckoning you to step out as well.

Yet, you stayed behind a tree. You scanned the area slowly. If it had been Chan guiding you there, he wouldn’t have hidden from your sight. A shiver ran down your spine as the fear of having run straight into a trap crawled over your skin.

“You don’t seem as dumb as I thought a human to be.”

You nearly yelped from the sudden voice behind you, if you hadn’t slapped your hand over your mouth. Your heart raced inside your ribcage and you turned around almost mechanically until your gaze met the shadowy figure of the same Fae from earlier.

“Still dumb”, he said - eyeing you from head to toe and back again - “but not as dumb as what I heard humans to be.” He gracefully walked around you, his gaze never leaving your form.

Somehow you felt naked under his watchful eyes despite wearing several layers of clothes. You pressed yourself against the bark of the tree. So far you couldn’t tell from which court this Fae was, making it difficult for you to calculate your next move.

“Why don’t we have a chat over something to drink?”

“I neither drink nor eat what a Fae offers me.”

His eyes widened in surprise, before he composed himself again with a chuckle. “Chan taught you well, I see.” He shook his head and stepped away from you, walking onto the clearing and into the moonlight. “Of course he wouldn’t make it easy for us.”

You watched him silently. His translucent wings were folded on his back, slightly shimmering in the blue light of the moon. He didn’t appear threatening and you wondered what exactly his goal was with him talking so casually.

“I assume you haven’t met Ji yet.” He turned back to you, his eyes taking in your reaction closely. “Otherwise you wouldn’t be that calm around me.”

“So you’re from Ciaradh.”

His eyes twinkled in delight before he bowed exaggeratingly. “You can call me Min. At your service.”

You narrowed your eyes and scoffed playfully. “If you’d truly be at my service you would have told me your whole name.”

He laughed out and placed his hands behind his back, tilting his head as he stared at you. “You know quite a lot about our species for a human.”

Feeling bold, you stepped out from behind the tree and followed the Fae onto the clearing. “I should be upset about you mocking my species but I do get why you’d think all humans would be horrendously stupid.” Your eyes widened momentarily as you thought back to your time amongst humans - the stupidity unfathomable.

Seungmin walked around you, his movements almost resembling steps of an intricate dance. He kept you talking, listening intently to every word you said. While you lacked the grace of a Fae you didn’t trample around the area like a newborn troll - much like lots of other humans had done before.

Even though he didn’t have much experience with humans, not until he had reached a specific age to get one on his own, Seungmin had observed them and the Fae responsible - mostly the Fae responsible, which made him question why they’d go through such a hassle of dealing with almost primitive beings.

You followed him further onto the clearing, unconsciously mindful where you stepped. Somehow you imitated his movements, joining him in the silent dance. Entranced by his hidden curiosity you forgot about The Hunt, your movements pulling you closer and closer towards him.

The Devas floated around the clearing themselves, making the situation even more dreamlike than it already felt. Your eyes searched his own, trying to figure out his intentions but to no avail.

“How did you end up in Chan’s care?” Seungmin asked, getting closer to you. If he’d outstretched his arms he’d be able to grab you and pull you in but the fact you willingly got closer yourself made his heart soar from excitement. He didn’t use a lot of magic, guessing you’d pick that up easily from having lived with Chan for quite some time, but he used enough to pull you further into his enchantment.

You laughed in embarrassment and turned your head away, trying to hide it from the Fae. “I wanted to be beautiful”, you sighed and shook your head from your own naivete. “There was a rumour about a stream in Scotland. If you’d keep your face under water for seven seconds you’d be graced with ethereal beauty from the Fae.”

Seungmin stopped in his movements, watching you silently as you turned back to him. A hidden sadness danced in your eyes. “I slipped when I wanted to try it and fell into the stream, getting pulled through a portal into your realm.”

“Why would you try it? You are beautiful.” You were close enough now for him to brush the back of his fingers over your heated skin. Seungmin noticed how your breath hitched but you didn’t make any attempts to bolt otherwise. Quite the opposite in fact - you leaned into his touch, even closing your eyes.

“Thank you”, you whispered almost inaudibly. “It’s nice to hear that.”

Seungmin cupped your cheek and moved your head until you properly faced him. “It sounds like you’re not believing me.”

You giggled softly and shook your head. “No, I do believe you. After all, a Fae can’t lie.”

Seungmin scoffed but failed to hide his own amusement, the corners of his mouth twitching upwards. He leaned down to your face, his breath fanning over your skin. His eyes darted from yours down to your lips and back up again.

Another few heartbeats passed until he finally pressed his soft lips against your own. Your eyes fluttered close as you melted into his touch. You felt one of his arms snake around your middle, keeping you stable while his hand still cupped your face and held you in place for him to explore the kiss.

You couldn’t indulge in the kiss as an earth shattering scream filled the clearing and a supernatural force pushed you away from Seungmin.

While Seungmin caught himself with the help of his wings, you stumbled backwards until you landed on your behind. Your eyes searched the area until they landed on a figure engulfed in shadows hovering above the clearing.

His wings - that resembled wings of a moth - slowly brought him down to the surface of the earth. With one last dramatic movement of his wings, he tugged them behind his back and glared at Seungmin. “I want a duel with you!”

Seungmin sighed deeply and crossed his arms in front of his chest, letting his head hang so his eyes got covered by strands of hair. “Ji, you know full well I never agree to duel you.”

As the two Fae argued with each other, the earlier enchantment on you slowly faded again and you realised the situation you found yourself in. You were still in the middle of The Hunt and right now you betrayed Chan by making it way too easy for both his students.

You scrambled back to your feet and dashed away from the Fae, ignoring the sense of deja vu overcoming you.

The second Jisung noticed how you bolted, he dropped his argument with Seungmin and rushed past him, following you as quickly as possible. He had to fold his wings the second he reached the edge of the forest as well, not wanting to tear them apart on some of the low hanging branches.

You heard the maniac snickering close behind you and the sense of deja vu you had just a second ago vanished. With trepidation you realised what it meant to be hunted by a Fae of the Oidhche court. They hunted for pleasure, hunted for fun. Humans were nothing but playthings in their eyes.

The blood in your veins froze when you heard him sing-song behind you, calling out for you in a sickly sweet voice.

A scream tore its way through your lips as you lost your footing and rolled down a hill, dry leaves and twigs churning underneath your weight. You barely got on your knees when a cold hand grabbed your ankle and pulled you down again, pinning you under a body.

“Got you”, he breathed down your neck, making the small hairs stand on edge.

You tried fighting his weight, writhing underneath him. All you needed to do was reach the iron ring you kept in your pouch, all you needed was a second of distraction for you to flee again, all you needed was to get away from him so you wouldn’t disappoint Chan.

At that moment you heard the caw of a raven nearby. Your desperation grew even more but when the weight of you shifted, it only did so to spin you around and on your back.

Jisung straddled you again, staring down at you with wide, crazy eyes. “You’re quite pretty for a human”, he whistled through his teeth. His eyes slowly raked over your body, he nodded appreciatively along what he saw. “I can get what Chan sees in you.”

You writhed underneath him again, trying to push him off but roots that seemingly appeared out of nowhere wrapped around your wrists and pinned them down above your head.

“Ah, ah, ah, little human. Don’t make me mad now.” Jisung laughed as he grabbed behind his back and pulled a blade into your view.

Your eyes widened and panic scorched through your whole body. “You can’t do that”, you whispered, feeling your heart pounding violently inside your chest. Your mind screamed for Chan, begged for him to appear and push this Fae off of you. Your mind begged for Chan to save you but nothing happened.

Jisung leaned down, whispering some unintelligible nonsense as his blade cut through your clothes and revealed more of your bare skin.

“You can’t hurt me”, you tried again, fighting against your restraints and his weight. You stilled just as quickly as you tried to escape when he pressed the sharp edge of the blade against your chest.

“Who said I’d hurt you?” He tilted his head and looked at you, appearing almost innocent with his wide, dark eyes and puffy cheeks.

You ignored his question and glared at him. The thought of Chan coming to your rescue, fueling your spite. “I am marked. For I belong to Chan. So you can’t harm me unless you want to face his wrath.”

Jisung blinked several times, simply staring down at you. “I wonder which will get you killed faster - your loyalty or your stubbornness.”

You swallowed harshly, about to retort something when he pressed the blade into your skin. The sting of the cut made you hiss and your eyes widened from the shock he actually cut you. “You hurt me!”

“Did I?” He laughed crazily as he leaned down and licked over the thin cut on your skin, collecting the droplet of blood.

A gasp escaped your lips. With horror you realised something else mixed with your shock, something more primal and needy.

Jisung noticed the shift in your eyes. His grin widened and he immediately ripped your clothes apart, leaving you completely bare beneath him.

Your breath hitched as the cool night air brushed over your exposed skin. You involuntarily trembled and your nipples hardened while your eyes followed his moves intently.

He traced invisible patterns along your skin, cutting you every now and then with a soft giggle. Jisung grew bolder upon hearing your needy whimpers, making deeper cuts that drew actual lines of blood.

You gasped from the pain but your back arched nonetheless, wanting to receive more. At the edge of your consciousness you heard the caw of the raven again. As you tilted your head to the side you noticed Chan standing there with wide eyes. You moaned from another cut on your skin and your eyes fluttered from the pleasure coursing inside of you.

Chan stopped in his movements. He saw his student cut you up and appeared to stop him from hurting you further. So it came with quite the surprise to hear you moan so lustfully in the middle of the woods. Chan swallowed loudly, feeling how his own length hardened inside his pants.

You opened your eyes again, seeing how Chan had pulled out his dick. He slowly pumped himself as he watched you from the sidelines. You bit on your lower lip, another wave of pleasure burning through your body. You wanted more, you wanted him to touch you too. “Please”, you begged breathlessly.

A chuckle from the other side caught your attention and you turned your head around, seeing Seungmin leaning against a tree just a few feet away from you. He watched you with a tilted head, smirking when your eyes met. “Guess I joined the party just in time.”

You couldn’t help yourself but moan at the thought of having three Fae pleasuring you at the same time.

“Is that the reason why you keep that human around?” Jisung trailed his knife down to your core, pressing the cool blade against your clit and watching you twitch helplessly from the stimulation. He glanced at Chan, who only looked at you, completely forgetting about his two students as he zoned in on your expression and exposed body.

“It seems like there aren’t as many downsides to owning a human as I thought”, Seungmin hummed as he pushed himself from the tree and walked closer as well. “Could a mere human be the solution to all problems between the courts?”

You looked up at him, not entirely able to understand his words. Instead your focus moved to his extremely tight pants, letting you imagine the hard cock trapped in its confinements.

Jisung’s eyes switched from Seungmin to Chan and then down to you. While he caught you and wanted to take you himself, a curiosity - sparked by Seungmin’s question - coursed through his mind.

Would a human even be able to handle all of them at once?

He turned his attention to Seungmin, his eyes narrowed to a glare. “The one who cums first loses the duel.”

Seungmin raised one eyebrow, amusement playing all over his features. He curled his lips knowingly. “Deal.”

You watched him move his hands and murmur something under his breath. Magic circles appeared around your body, glowing mysteriously and lifting you up into the air - resulting in Jisung falling down on his behind and cursing at Seungmin.

Jisung quickly got back on his feet and stepped closer to you, just like Seungmin did. They didn’t entirely focus on your naked form, half glaring at each other and trying to figure out ways to best one another.

The tension thickened and you were sure you’d easily cut it with a knife. It heightened your senses and spiked your arousal.

Ever so slowly you turned your head again, looking at Chan through half lidded eyes. He still stood on the same spot as before, silently jerking himself off. His movements appeared calculated, as if he tried to drag on his high.

Your eyes were trained on his thick cock, noting how hard it looked, how the tip already leaked glistening pre cum and how Chan squeezed himself at the base before moving up again. A whine ripped out of your throat, feeling needy and impatient.

A sudden slap to your tit made you jolt in the air. Reluctantly you brought your attention back to the other two Fae. You struggled to see past the glowing circle around your middle but you felt their intense stares on your skin.

Jisung pushed your legs apart, his eyes immediately drawn to your heat. He licked over his lips and raised the hand with the knife to your thigh. A groan escaped his throat when he saw you clench around nothing the second he drew the blade along your skin. “Fuck”, he breathed out, forcing himself to look at your face, “you’re really down bad for this.” He moved the blade to your clit and slapped it with small motions.

You barely heard his delighted laughter as your body involuntarily jerked from the sensation, making you all fuzzy inside your head. Air got stuck in your throat when you felt the cool tip of the knife protruding into your hole.

“If you hurt her, Chan will rip your head off”, Seungmin murmured towards Jisung. Despite his warning, he couldn’t help his own sensation of arousal coursing through his body. He palmed himself through his pants, watching for a moment longer.

“I covered the blade with a spell”, Jisung told him snarkily, pushing the knife further into you. “Unless I pull the magic away, this weapon won’t cut her.”

You clamped down around the blade, the coolness of the metal making your body react on its own. You arched your back and threw your head back, the desire consuming you whole.

Seungmin grunted something under his breath before he moved to your head. His hands gently caressed your skin, tweaking your nipple on their way down to your throat. He grabbed your neck with one hand, holding you in place.

Unable to move your head, you were forced to watch him undo his pants, pulling them away until his dick sprung free. He grabbed the base and shuffled in front of you until his cock perfectly aligned with your lips. Seungmin tapped against your mouth, smearing his precum all over your lips. He used some pressure on the base of your skull, forcing you to open your mouth.

You garbled around his shaft, involuntarily swallowing and choking on it in the process. Tears sprung to your eyes and you helplessly raised your hands to his thighs, searching for some sort of leverage.

Despite your struggles, Seungmin continued to push his dick into your wet mouth, thrusting into you without a second thought.

You tried to relax your jaw, tried to breathe shallowly through your nose. Still, you gagged every time he hit the back of your throat. Saliva and tears dripped down your face. Yet, you still wanted more - needed more. You clawed at his thighs, pulling him closer.

At the same time Jisung used the slick of your pussy to cover his fingers and length. He was about to pull his knife out, when Chan interrupted his movements.

You hadn’t even noticed how he had come closer to you. You barely even saw how he had grabbed onto Jisung’s wrist. “You can fuck any opening but her pussy”, Chan growled from deep within his chest, “that one belongs to only me.”

The lust and desire coming from him hit you like a tidal wave, making you whine for him even more.

Jisung huffed, trying to hide his pout but nodded nonetheless. While he knew Chan was from a court he himself considered as soft and weak, Jisung knew better than to fight Chan.

Therefore Jisung kept the knife inside your head and started to play around the rim of your ass.

You exhaled with a shiver upon feeling his fingers protrude, stretching you until he deemed it enough. You cried out around Seungmin’s dick when Jisung pushed his cock into your ass. The foreign feeling had you writhing before the pleasure hit you.

Chan grabbed one of your hands and moved it away from Seungmin’s thighs. He cupped your hand and wrapped it around his shaft, guiding your movements to jerk him off.

Both Jisung and Seungmin fucked into you with a relentless pace. They followed their needs up until they remembered the duel.

All of a sudden they pulled away from you at the same time, panting heavily and staring at your body with wide eyes. Their magic started to waver as they concentrated on keeping themselves from releasing.

Chan caught you before the magic circles holding you in the air vanished and with a flick of his wrist he threw the knife away into the dark before the protecting spell would disappear. “You’re doing so good, babygirl”, he whispered into your ear, cradling you to his body. Chan kissed your temple and wiped over your face with his thumbs.

You whined softly and hid your face in the crook of his neck. You felt the knot inside your body - the tightness keeping you on edge. Your hands already found their way to Chan’s cock, wrapping the fingers around the shaft and pumping it eagerly.

“Always so needy”, Chan snickered and pressed you against his chest so you were unable to move at all. He turned his gaze to Jisung and Seungmin, silently noting they were still hard. “Your duel isn’t over yet. Not until there is a clear winner or the both of you agree on a truce.”

“I’ll never agree to that!” Jisung spat immediately, shooting daggers with his eyes towards the other Fae.

Seungmin sighed exasperatedly. “I do refuse to lose to such a hot headed fool.”

Chan nodded shortly, accepting their stances on the matter. He looked down at you, trying to hide his grin from your desperate wiggles in his hold. “Babygirl, we’re trying something new today.”

With that he lowered himself on the ground, sitting cross legged with you on his lap. You tilted your head in curiosity, receiving one more kiss on the tip of your nose, before Chan grabbed your sides and turned you upside down.

You yelped out in surprise, followed by a short laugh. This position - with your legs over his shoulders, your pussy right in front of his face and your face aligned with his dick - was foreign and you felt how the blood slowly but surely moved to your head.

“Tap my side twice if it becomes too much”, Chan instructed you.

His breath fanned over your wet folds, making you shiver in delight already. You couldn’t hold your desires back any longer, needing it to take over your body again.

Chan cursed when your lips latched onto his dick, sucking him into your mouth. For a moment he relished in the feeling. He held you tightly, groaning from the sensation you gave him.

After a while Chan beckoned the other two Fae to step closer. “You can share her ass”, he told them matter of factly, “the pussy is still mine.” With that he latched his lips onto your clit, nibbling and sucking on the sensitive nub while pressing his big nose into your folds.

You moaned around his dick, your body jolting from the pleasure. For a second you stiffened as you felt fingers playing around the rim of your ass again, stretching your hole and pushing in and out off beat to each other. You could only imagine both Fae having their fingers inside of you, refusing to fuck you the same way like the other.

“She’s loving this”, Chan grunted against your folds, “her body is crying out for more.”

You whined and desperately tried wiggling your ass, agreeing with Chan’s words. You were so close to your release but you needed an extra push now.

You gasped upon feeling both Fae pushing their dicks into your ass at the same time. They held onto your legs now, grunting as they descended down on you.

Jisung immediately started scratching your leg, marking it in dozens of red lines before starting his own rhythm to fuck your behind.

Seungmin’s pace contrasted with him. It was slower and with more intention. His hands caressed your skin, appearing almost like soft little tickles.

You gagged around Chan’s dick, the sensation of being so full - so filled with pleasure and brought to the edge so quickly - made you cum instantly. Your whole body spasmed while your vision blacked out. Your head spun, fuzzy and light, as if you were on the verge of passing out.

The boys continued to fuck into you, getting you through your orgasm and continuing even afterwards. They ignored your garbled sounds and your whining, knowing if you truly wanted them to stop you’d tap Chan’s side - but you didn’t.

You felt another high approaching from the way they used you for their own pleasure. You cried out again. The force of the second orgasm ripped through you like a tsunami.

This time the Faes came as well. The way your muscles squeezed them so tightly, neither of them could hold back.

Chan shot his load down your throat, cursing against your clit as he still held you tightly.

At the same time Jisung and Seungmin came inside your ass, shooting ropes and ropes of cum into you and painting your inside white.

Once they stepped back from you, Chan carefully turned you in his arms, holding you now in bridal style. He brushed strands of hair out of your face, admiring your fucked out form.

You hummed softly, focusing on simply breathing after such an intense orgasm. You felt how Jisung and Seungmin’s cum trickled out of your ass. You had your eyes closed, yet you felt the stares of all three Fae on your body.

“You’re so beautiful”, Seungmin whispered and Han agreed with a hum.

“I can’t wait for a real Hunt with my own human now.”

Chan chuckled softly as he gently nosed along your throat and jaw. “You learned how to hunt and how to claim a human - in theory - since I won’t let anyone claim my baby girl.” He kissed your temple and then looked up at the two Fae. “What about your duel though?”

Seungmin and Jisung eyed each other - one even shrugging his shoulders. “Technically your human came first”, Seungmin mumbled, avoiding eye contact with Chan.

Jisung quickly agreed. “So your human lost the duel and that’s it.”

You scoffed and turned in Chan’s hold, moving away from his two students and hiding your face in his chest. “I didn’t even agree to join any duel”, you grumbled.

Chan caressed your hair and whispered a few praises into your ear. After a moment he dismissed Jisung and Seungmin, accepting their decision on the result.

Technically he couldn’t care less about their little feud. The only thought on Chan’s mind was having you all to himself again after six painstakingly long days of not being near you at all.

“You’re too good to be true.”

“Am not.”

“Yes, you are”, Chan chuckled and kissed your temple again. “Let me get you home and show you how good - no, how perfect - you actually are.”

You giggled softly and hit his chest. “You just want to fuck me again without your students present.” You turned in his hold and cupped his face. “I never thought you’d be the sharing type anyway.”

Chan’s eyes darkened. Without a warning he pushed three fingers into your cunt and cupped your clit, pressing down on it with his palm until you squirmed in his hold. “That needy pussy belongs to me”, he growled again, “I’ll never share that with another being.”

You cursed under your breath, the arousal crashing into you with full force again, as if it never left to begin with. You pictured Chan fucking you on the forest floor from behind like the needy bitch you felt like at the moment. But that image quickly changed when Chan spoke up again.

“Hold on tight, love.” He smirked down at you. “Flying might not be the only high you get on our way home.”

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hyunjinners · 9 months

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rachalixie · 2 years

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a dose of you (is all i need)

you’re cramming for your final and what’s a better distraction than kim seungmin?

warnings: seungmin x gender neutral reader

genre: fluff

word count: 725+

your eyes glaze over as you attempt to read over the same paragraph for the third time. you still don’t process anything and you push your textbook away from you with a huff of frustration. you’ve been holed up in the campus library for the past four hours, trying to soak up as much last minute information as you can before your biology 102 final tomorrow morning. you don’t even like biology. you barely passed biology 101. you’re a history major.

screw the university and their stupid general education requirements.

you find yourself staring at the word “neuron” as your mind wanders again, daydreaming about being cuddled in bed with seungmin, his leg thrown over yours from behind and his arms wrapped around your waist, you can feel his soft breaths tickle your hair just a little as his lips move closer to your neck-

you shock yourself out of it, shaking your head aggressively, almost making yourself dizzy. there will be plenty of time for that tomorrow, after your final. you begin your fourth attempt of the paragraph when, speak of the devil, your phone chimes from its place on the table next to you. you had put it far from you on purpose to attempt to limit distractions, but you forgot that seungmin’s notifications were set to bypass the “do not disturb” settings.

you sigh as you grab your phone, admitting to yourself that you probably need a little break with the way you’ve been struggling.

“how’s the studying going? not working too hard i hope.” seungmin’s grammatically correct message reads. you used to find it annoying that he used full punctuation, back when you were in your cat-and-mouse stage as biology 101 lab partners, but now you find it endlessly endearing. just like everything else he does. but you can’t tell him that or he’ll never let you live it down.

“i’ve tried to read a paragraph about neurotransmitters t h r e e times and all i can remember is that it involves neurons” you type back, swiping out of the app and opening candy crush. what, ten minutes couldn’t hurt, right?

or, as it turns out, fifteen.

you’re startled out of the intense 304’th level when a hand cards it way through your hair and a large iced coffee is placed next to you. you nuzzle into the hand, assuming it’s either seungmin or a very creepy stranger. you’re willing to place bets that it’s the former, considering the coffee has seungmin’s name scrawled onto it.

“that doesn’t look like neurotransmitters,” his smug voice notes from above your head. you scoff, putting your phone down in favor of grabbing the iced coffee and downing a third of it in one go.

“i’m taking a brain break. candy crush is rewarding. dopamine, right?” you ask, finally looking up at him with a grin. he leans down to peck your lips upside-down before moving to take a seat next to you.

“wow, that’s actually right. i’m surprised.” he deadpans, raising his eyebrow at you. he’s trying to look cocky but the fond smile he’s wearing ruins the image. his soft baby blue sweater on top of a button up shirt complete with his thick-rimmed glasses doesn’t help either.

“well, not all of us can be 4.0 bio majors like you, minnie,” you tease, knowing that bringing up how smart he is would make him blush. and ah, there it is, the tips of his ears are tinged pink.

“maybe not, but you are one of the lucky ones that has a 4.0 bio major boyfriend. now, hand me the textbook, i can probably teach you all of this better than the author can anyways!” he boasts, smiling triumphantly as he skims over the page.

“minnie, no,” you groan, putting your head down on the table. “you’re going to make me feel stupid with your stupid smart brain. i want to spend time with you when i’m with you, not with my biology textbook. and i can’t spend time with you without my biology textbook right now because i have my final tomorrow and think i might die.” by the end you’re just whining, and he hums understandingly while carding his hand through your hair again.

“okay, baby. how about this, for every right answer i give you one kiss.” he says, tone more serious than his words have the right to be. you perk up, intrigued, tilting your head to look at him.

“that can work.”

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prequel

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lixiebokie · 10 months

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can someone give me some seungmin or jisung smau/series recommendations? i’m trying to find some but litterally no one writes about seungmin and i feel like i’ve read every jisung one thank youu 💗

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bbyquokka · 2 years

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Coffee is bittersweet to me ˖⁺｡˚⋆˙♡

🐶: pairing: Kim Seungmin x F!Reader

🐶: genre: fluff, angst (?)

🐶: synopsis: you was living your fathers life. Seungmin helped you to be free.

🐶: warnings: estranged relationship, negative relation with father, powerplay (?), drunk kiss, implications of arranged marriage.

🐶: words: 4.5k

🐶: a/n: Seungmin took me a while to think of. the ideas i currently have just didnt fit him. Hopefully this is okay for you all 🥺

i have a part 2 of this in mind. will be a continuation and most likely smut if people want it, ofc.

likes, feedback and relogs are welcome, especially reblogs as they help get my fics and blog out there. ty all for the love as of lately!

i feel like there should be more warnings, idk though so pls lmk if i did miss anything!!

ty for the love and support. i hope you enjoy! 🖤

🐶: master list

"Yes. absolutely sir. The papers will be on your desk tomorrow morning." You internally sighed, your boss giving you an earful over the phone over a problem that wasn't even yours to begin you.

Letting hot, frustrated air out of your nostrils slowly, you continued to repeat the words "yes" and "absolutely", like an automated robot. Your heels clacked against the pavement as you was making your way home.

The chilly autumn September air flowed hitting your body causing shivers to run all over your body. Times like this, you really hated wearing a skirt and tights, but hey, it's work policy.

"Yes sir. I apologise for the inconvenience. See you tomorrow." You hung up and groaned, throwing your phone in your handbag. "why am i always in the firing line. Its not my fault the rookie fucked up." You grumbled to yourself.

You didn't love your job. After finishing your education, your father knew a few people and put in a good word for you ultimately landing you this 'dream' job. Of course, you're grateful for it, but sitting at a desk, shuffling papers and picking up after other people, its not your thing.

As more time passed, the more you realised that you was getting bored. Bored of the same old routine. Wake up - go to work - get yelled at - go home - sleep - repeat. you needed some fun. It was only recently that you decided to indulge and buy yourself some fancy art supplies.

You spent the entire day just painting, listening to soft music and just, forgetting about the world, even if it was just for 24 hours. You wanted to leave your job, it was your fathers dream, not yours. You wanted to be a vet, treat sick animals and give them a second chance at life.

Was you scared of leaving your job? Absolutely. Your father is a powerful man and you know that he would be deeply disappointed in you if you turned around and told him you wanted to be a vet.

Your father never understood. To him, being a vet is a 'lower-class' job. he wouldn't understand why you would want to be like them – them being lower / middle class people. Coming from a rich background and watching the way your father treated people, made you determined to not be like him. To not pre-judge.

your father will never understand you and it hurt a part of you, more specifically, the younger side of you. You never really had a bond with your father. You remember growing up with him being surrounded by important people. When you would ask for attention, you would either get ignored or shooed by your mother.

Once you became 18, your father suddenly took an interest in you only because he wanted to see you grow into a successful business women. He told you to give up on your dream of being a vet, ultimately forcing you into the career you have now.

To this day, you have little to no contact with your father. After you moved to university accommodation and learnt to live and fend for yourself, you never wanted to go back to live with your father.

Sure, the money is good with the job you have now, but it isn't you. This isn't what you want and you felt trapped.

Lost in your thoughts, your legs had carried you a nearby café. Coming to the conclusion that it was new – considering you've lived here your whole life and never see it before – you decided to try it out.

There's no such thing as bad coffee, right?

You pushed open the heavy doors with both hands, the bell above chiming letting staff and customers aware someone has walked in. The café was decorated in a modern vibe, typical café quotes decorating some walls, hanging plants hung from the ceiling.

There were round tables allowing people to sit and enjoy with a group of friends, or if you was feeling antisocial and came alone, there were singular tables. Outlets allowed people to come in to work on their laptops or phones. Soft music was playing in the background. It felt – welcoming.

You walked to the counter, looking at the array of deserts on display. Cookies, brownies, pastries, sandwiches, you name it, this café had it.

A member of staff walked out of the back room. He gave you a bright smile, eyes crinkled at the corners, teeth on display

"Hello and welcome to ocean paradise. What can i do for you today?" You looked up, instantly noticing how beautiful he looks, his freckles decorating his features. His Aussie accent indicated he wasn't from around here. His black hair was slicked back, wispy bits of hair fell in front of his face.

He was dressed in the standard barrister uniform. White shirt, black pants, trainers with a brown apron. You looked at the menu and hummed, thinking of what to pick.

"Mhm, could i have a iced americano and a brownie please?" You smiled. He nodded, punching the numbers into the cash machine and telling you the cost. You fished your purse out off your bag and paid with your card.

"Will be with you in just a second." You nodded.

"Thank you, uh –" you glanced at his name tag "Felix." He nodded and got to work in sorting out your order. You looked around, noticing how peaceful it was, give or take it was five in the afternoon.

It felt homely, like you could spend the majority of your day here, sipping coffee and reading a book. You couldn't help but also notice that it felt familiar. You felt like you had been here before. The vibe it was giving you felt like you had experienced it somewhere – somehow.

Your phone buzzed. You took your phone out off your handbag and checked your phone, groaning audible.

father: hi daughter. letting you know, dinner at my house tomorrow evening. 7pm sharp. Have some important people that wish to meet you. Don't be late!

You rolled your eyes, putting your phone on silent before throwing it back in your bag. 'Important people' meaning he has hand-picked some people who he thinks is best suited to marry his daughter. The whole thought of marrying someone you hardly knew made you sick to your stomach.

"You okay, Miss? You look rather pale." Felix placed your coffee and brownie on a tray, eyebrows knitted together with concern. You smiled softly at him.

"Oh, just family stuff." You sighed out. Felix nodded, understandably

"Well, whatever the problem may be, I'm sure you wouldn't have a problem solving it. You seem like a reasonable women." You looked at your feet, shyly.

"Thank you." Felix nodded and smiled again as you took your tray. You sat at one of the singular tables, taking off your coat and making yourself comfortable.

You grabbed the brownie and took a bite out off it. The chocolatey, gooeyness leaving your sweet tooth satisfied. You hummed and wiped your mouth before sipping your coffee. Bitter. Coffee always tasted bitter to you, yet at the same time, it was sweet. You settled on people watching, getting lost in thought about tomorrows dinner plans with your father.

It was bothersome to you. You couldn't stand it.

"(Y/N)?" You looked up at the person who called your name. At first, you thought it was one of the many men your father had picked out for you, until you noticed he was in the cafés uniform.

You tilted your head, looking at his facial features, trying to figure out who he is. Then it hit you.

"Seungmin?!" Your eyes widen, a grin plastered across your face as you stood up.

"Hey, (Y/N)!" Seungmin hugged you tight, the warmth of his touch felt homely, bringing back many memories.

"What are you doing here?" You pulled away and sat down as Seungmin pulled a chair up to your table and sat opposite you. "I thought you moved away?"

"I did, but i came back to pursue my dream. Plus, i was getting homesick." He laughed.

"What did you want to do?" Seungmin looked around and grinned.

"This is my café. I opened it up a few days ago. Im the boss and Felix, who im sure you've met, is my partner." He grinned, looking proud.

This café, is his?! You was shocked and impressed.

"I'm impressed, Seungmin. It's a beautiful café. Explains why it felt so familiar to me"

"It did?" you hummed, sipping your coffee.

"It has that aura around it. Homely. It's how i felt when we hung out together." Seungmin nodded.

You and Seungmin met when you moved to university. He was your roommate at the beginning before moving in with someone else named Bang Chan.

You both became close instantly, the chemistry between you both made people think you was together. He knew about your father and how little he respected you and your life choices. He voiced his opinions about him, calling him a coward for not believing in his daughter.

Seungmin became your comfort. You was down? You'd call Seungmin and in 5 minutes, he was around your dorm, comforting you. When you needed help revising for exams, Seungmin was there to help you. You'd spend your free time together, watching K-Dramas or going on lunch dates. You never liked coffee "It's too bitter for me." You'd say.

Seungmin managed to convince you to try Iced Americano, you couldn't say no to those puppy eyes after all. Soon, coffee began to taste so sweet to you. The more you had it, the sweeter it tasted - the more it reminded you of Seungmin.

You shared a drunken kiss one night. Someone on campus, Seo Changbin, organised a party and you both went to have some fun, let your hair down. Exams were coming to an end, your father was being extra dickish to you and you needed to forget for one night.

A few shots and alcoholic beverages later, you found yourself straddling Seungmin in one of the spare rooms. You was both drunk - not blacked out drunk, drunk enough to understand where you are and what you was doing. You was crying to Seungmin about your father, how he always makes you miserable and how you can never be good enough for him

That caused you to be anxious and overthink, the alcohol making it worse. You was thinking and feeling a lot of things that night, mainly because of the alcohol running through your blood stream. Seungmin couldn't take it anymore. It broke his heart to see you in such pain. He would do anything in his power to heal you of your pain.

Next thing you know, you was straddling Seungmin, his lips against yours. It took you a few moments to register what was happening and when you realised, you didn't hate it. You kissed each other, embracing each others touch and warmth.

You remember his lips feeling soft against your own, your skin feeling like it was on fire where ever he touched. Butterflies erupting in your stomach, fluttering all over your body. For a brief moment, you forgot about life, about where you was. The loud music and chattering of drunken people became background noise to you

It was magical.

When you both parted from each other, you both laughed, feeling shy around each other. You both didn't hate it, it felt natural. After that, you went back to his dorm and fell asleep in Seungmin's arms.

A few days had passed since then and you hadn't heard anything from him since. You became increasingly worried. You left voice messages, texts, calls, facetime and nothing. No reply. You decided to ask his roommate who stated that Seungmin left. Claimed university was stressful and he couldn't do it anymore.

You was heartbroken. You felt like you could finally be happy, be human and it was stripped away from you in an instant. You went back to your dorm and cried. You didn't understand, you refused to understand. It didn't make sense. Seungmin was thriving, top of his class and he just quit because it was 'too hard'

There was something more to it than that. Unfortunately, you never heard from him again. You finished your course and continued on with your life.

That sweet coffee taste, soon became bitter to you once again.

"You a vet yet?" Seungmin winked. You faked a laugh, gesturing at your work uniform. Seungmin raised his brows. "An office job? really? that's not like you, (Y/N) You studied hard to become a vet and you work behind a desk?"

You sighed. "Yeah, i know. Once i finished uni, my father spoke to some people and yeah, you get the rest."

Seungmin sighed. "You're still letting that bastard control your life, huh?" You raised a brow, his words as bitter as the coffee you was drinking.

"Why do you care? You left me." Your tone low, hurt evident in your voice. Seungmin bit his lip.

"I had no choice." He whispered, facial expression showing hurt and regret. you frowned.

"What do you mean you had no choice? You left me Seungmin! We kissed and then you up and left. No calls, no texts, not even a warning! You could have told me you disliked kissing me so much! Do you know how i felt when i spoke to your room mate and he told me you just, up and left? Broken. I had a chance at being happy and it was ripped from me in an instant!"

your voice shaky, vision blurred as tears filled your eyes, memories of that day flooding back to you

"(Y/N) i didn't want to leave! Believe me! You know me and know i would never do something like that."

"Then what happened? Why did you leave because the excuse of 'it was too hard for you' is bullshit. You was doing so well and all of a sudden it was too hard to the point where you dropped out?"

Seungmin looked to the side, biting his lip. He took a deep breath after several minutes and held your hand in his, his palms clammy.

"Your father came to see me. He paid me off to leave you alone, said i was an interference." Your eyes widen, blood boiling. "I refused the money, told him to fuck off but, he's a powerful man, (Y/N) told me he knows people and would make my life miserable. So i left, moved away for a while until it was safe for me to return."

You squeezed Seungmin's hand tightly, jaw clenching. Angry tears ran down your face. Just when your father couldn't stoop any lower, here you are learning that he tried to pay off your potential lover to leave you alone.

"I'm sorry, (Y/N) i didn't want to leave, but i was scared! i tried to find you on social media but i just couldn't. I wanted to meet you again, contact you more than anything in this world. When i was loosing hope, Felix mentioned that an old café in this area needed some TLC, so i moved and started this business."

You wiped your eyes with your free hand, tears of anger continuing to fall. Seungmin sighed, leaning back in his seat, letting go of your hand.

"Forgive me for saying this, but, you know what he is like, what he is capable of, so why are you still obeying him?" You blinked.

"because I'm scared." You whispered. Seungmin raised his brow.

"Scared of what? Disappointing him? (Y/N), he's been disappointing you his whole life, why are you still living his life? Be free, you have everything you need to follow your dreams." He paused before speaking again. "And you have me to support you, i always have and i will continue to do. You can always find comfort in me."

He's right. He always has been right. Why are you living your fathers life? You can do whatever you want, be whatever you want and he cant stop you. The thought of telling your father that you didn't want this life anymore, terrified you but knowing that Seungmin was here to support you, empowered you.

"Thank you, Seungmin. It means a lot to me, to hear that and well, to finally have you home again." He smiled brightly, making your heart flutter. The bell chimed as someone walked into the café.

"Best get back to work." He laughed. You grabbed a napkin and pen, writing your contact details on it and passing it to him.

"text or call me anytime, Seungmin." He took the napkin off you and nodded before serving the customer. You brought up your fathers contact details, heart pounding against your chest, anxiety rising.

"It's now or never." You whispered before pressing the call button. "Time to get my life back."

3 hours later, you found yourself outside the closed café, your bags and suitcase situated by your feet, along with moving boxes. The chilly September air ran through your body, making you shiver, nuzzle into your scarf and wrap your coat around your body tightly. The streets were silent, with the occasional car passing by.

Looking around, you noticed a car coming pulling up to you. You frowned, your flight or fight mode activating. It was only when you recognized the figure that was coming out off the drivers side, did you relax.

"Hey, (Y/N)" A comfortable looking Seungmin walked to you, embracing you in a tight hug. He was wearing sweats, face bare and prepped for sleep. His figure looking small in an oversized hoodie that drowned him. You gripped onto his hoodie, nuzzling into his neck. You melted into him, into his warmth that you had longed for.

Seungmin held you, rubbing your back and whispering that he was proud of you. Butterflies evident in your stomach, you felt lost in the sweet moment. Seungmin pulled away and nodded at your luggage.

"You have everything?" You hummed as Seungmin opened the trunk of his car.

"Yeah, well, everything that's deemed as important to me." You lifted up the boxes, putting them in the trunk with Seungmin's help. Once done, the trunk closed and you seated yourself in the passenger side, the warmth welcoming you from the bitter outside air.

You sighed in content as Seungmin got in the drivers side. "Where to?" He asked, buckling himself up and placing his hands on the wheel.

"Oh, just to a hotel." You buckled yourself up also, looking at Seungmin who raised a brow.

"A hotel?" You nodded. "I don't think so, (Y/N) You're staying with me." Seungmin started the ignition and drove to his apartment.

"Are you sure? i don't want to intrude."

"I'm a million percent positive. Cant have you staying at a hotel, especially after the day you've had."

"Okay, if you're sure. It will only be a short while, until i find something." You mumbled, slouching in the seat. Seungmin hummed, his attention on the road ahead. You looked out of the passenger window, the silence comforting. For the first time in years, you felt free.

Right after Seungmin went to serve a customer, you called your father, claiming you needed to talk and it was urgent. You told him to meet you outside the company building you worked out.

What he didn't know, is that you went inside the building and told your boss to stick his job where the sun doesn't shine. You was done picking up everyone's mess.

Your father picked you up shortly after, driving to his home that you grew up in. You disliked where you grew up because it just held memories, memories of torment and heartbreak. Memories of a little girl getting denied by her father countless of times.

Once your entered the house, you wasted no time in telling your father how you truly felt. How you knew that he tried to pay of Seungmin. How you just quit your job five minutes ago. Years of pent up anger and hurt, exploded in the space of seconds.

Your fathers blood ran cold. "How dare you betray me and treat me like this after everything i have done for you!" You scoffed at his words, claiming that it wasn't done for your gain, but for his own. You was done living his life, done begging for your father to show you some love. You was done, full stop.

Your father warned you, told you to think very carefully because he could strip you of everything that you have, including the roof over your head. He used his power to dominate you, to try and intimidate you. That trick would have worked on you years ago, but not anymore.

True to his word, you became homeless in the space of one hour. You knew your father was a jerk, but tonight was the icing on the cake. You texted Seungmin, explained the whole situation. He told you to meet him outside the café.

You thanked the heavens above for having a kind and gentle man like Seungmin. A second chance of happiness has be granted to you and you snatched it with greedy hands. You never believed in fate, but after todays events, you worshipped it.

Seungmin's car came to a stop, the engine shutting off as he unbuckled himself and took the key out off the ignition. "We're here."

You unbuckled yourself and got out off the car, walking to the trunk. Seungmin opened it up and helped carry the boxes up to his apartment. Opening the door, you heard the pitter patters of feet against the hard wood floor. You placed your boxed in the hallway, taking off your shoes and coat.

"Hey buddy!" You looked over to see Seungmin squatting in front of a dog. You walked towards him, the dog becoming aware of you. They sniffed your feet's, legs figuring out who you are and what you was doing here.

"You got a dog?" You beamed, kneeling down to say hello.

"Yeah, his name is buddy." You laughed softly, noticing that he was a golden retriever. It was funny to you because you would always tease Seungmin, saying he looked like a Golden Retriever.

"He's so cute." You patted Buddy's head, giving him the occasional chin scratch. Seungmin made his way to the kitchen area, you and Buddy following.

"Make yourself at home. Feel free to shower and borrow some clothes if you have to. There is food in the fridge if you get hungry and of course, i have coffee."

"I might take a shower, if that's okay." Seungmin nodded.

"Of course. Spare towels are in the closet. Feel free to use the hairdryer." You thanked him, your feet patting against the floorboards. You rummaged in your luggage, getting clean panties and shorts. You settled on 'borrowing' one of Seungmin's t-shirts.

You grabbed a towel and locked yourself in the bathroom. Various toiletries decorated the sink and shelves. You picked up his perfume, inhaling the cinnamon scent.

You took a quick shower, allowing the warm water to relax your tired muscles and wash the day away. washing your hair and body, you turned the shower off and stepped out, drying yourself before dressing. You dried your hair and plodded your way to the living area where Seungmin was sitting, watching tv.

He glanced up at you and smiled as you sat next to him, shoulder to shoulder. "Better?" You hummed.

"Much. Thank you." Seungmin shrugged.

"Anything for you." You blushed at his words, feeling shy. Your heartbeat sped up. You settled on watching whatever was on tv, your mind drifting off.

Today has been one hell of a day. Something deep inside you ignited, your confidence grew to the point where you was able to stand up for yourself. You knew you wouldn't have been able to do half the things you did today if it wasn't for Seungmin.

Which begs the question, How long have you loved him? Since you shared the kiss? When you spent countless hours together? or when you first met. He has always been there for you, no matter what. Been the person you could fall back onto when times got tough.

Even when he left suddenly, your feelings never fading. Instead, they were buried behind the frustration, heartbreak, guilt and now all that was gone, your love is able to flourish and overcome your entire being.

You love Seungmin. You always have.

"What's on your mind?" You was pulled from your train of throughs by Seungmin.

"Oh, just, y'know. Long day." You smiled softly, crossing your legs on the sofa.

"You did good, (Y/N) I'm proud of you."

"I couldn't have done it without you." Seungmin went to dismiss your sentence. You raised your hand. "I mean it. You gave me confidence. I would have never been able to do what i did today but knowing i had you to fall back onto, knowing you have my back, gave me hope and confidence. So thank you so much."

Seungmin smiled as you held his hand in yours. "How you feeling about it all?"

you thought for a second. "Relieved. maybe a bit sad. All i wanted was my father so i guess the younger side of me died when i told my father to fuck off." You laughed, Seungmin nodding as his thumb stroked your hand gently.

"Understandable. At least you can live your life now. Be who you want to be, be with whoever you want to be with." His voice drifted off. You looked at him as he turned his head to the side.

"What's wrong?" Seungmin debated whether he should say what he's been wanting to say for years. In one deep breath, he blurted out: "I love you."

The confession was sudden, leaving you in a state of shock. Seungmin was becoming increasingly anxious the longer time went on.

"I'm sorry. Its been a long and rough day for you. The last thing you need i-" You cut him off. Your lips pressed firmly against his. He was shocked, brain failing to register that your lips are moving against his. He kissed back, lips moving in synch as he pulled you onto his lap.

You straddled him, legs either side as you cupped his cheeks, his hands on your waist. The kiss was slow and tender. Years of pent up feelings and passion exploded between you both. Your hearts hammering against your chests, butterflies in the stomach.

Seungmin's hands giving your soft flesh gentle squeezes, your lips parting slightly. Seungmin took this opportunity to slide his tongue inside, tongues meeting half way. Tongues colliding in a heated and passionate kiss, Seungmin swallowing your soft moans.

You was the first to pull away, panting and lips swollen slightly. You laughed and nuzzled into his neck going shy. Seungmin chuckled and rubbed your back. "I love you too, Seungmin."

It was in that moment you realised, coffee has never tasted so sweet to you.

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dalamjisung · 2 years

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I.N.V.U. ✾ han jisung

genre: angst

word count: 5298

pairing: reader x han jisung

description: when you think your best friend is not really the best, issues start to arise.

[inspired on Taeyeon’s song, ‘I.N.V.U.’ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AbZH7XWDW_k]

You two have been friends for what felt like an entire life. Well… it was your entire life. Your entire 20-something-many-years-old. Your entire primary, middle, and high school; your entire college and post grad, and god knows what else. During all that, you always had Han Jisung by your side– sometimes holding your hand, sometimes hugging you close, and sometimes by just smiling at you with that special sparkle in his eyes, the ones that made your knees weak and your stomach knot. You on the other hand… you were always the same. Always there for him, always smiling shyly, a few steps behind, pushing him forward and watching him grow while being stuck in place.

No. Stuck in place is too harsh of an expression. You prefer comfortably settled.

But then you grow. And time passes. And as much as it bothers you, things change, but never you and him. Or at least, never you. Han Jisung changed all the time– majors, jobs, interests. He still changes, one day after the other, always trying new things, always chasing new people…. but never you. No, he never chases you, mainly because you never give him a reason to. You always stay.

So much so, that when he shows up at your apartment, drunk and messy, all you can do is smile and step away from the entrance, letting him in as if the house was completely his.

“Ah… thank god you were awake,” He giggles, throwing his body on your couch unceremoniously. I wasn’t, is what you want to tell him, rubbing your hands on your tired eyed. I was actually having a really nice dream. But you’ll never say that… not to him. “The party was wild, Y/N, you should’ve come. I don’t get why you always stay at home.”

Shrugging, you sit on the little space his body doesn’t occupy on the couch. “I like my apartment. Parties are full of drunk people and that’s… a lot.”

“I’m drunk,” You know he’s drunk– you can hear it in his voice, and you can smell in his breath. You know he’s drunk, but you don’t care. He’s different. Han is different.

“I know, silly,” Is all you say, getting up to go get the extra clothes he leaves at your place, hoping that convince him to at least take a shower.

It’s like this whenever the weekend rolls around– Han goes out, probably invited to one of many parties by his co-workers and old college friends, and for hours, you don’t hear from him. It’s almost like you get to taste a life by yourself, try a different version of how things could’ve been without him; but those are quick to fade, usually around one or two in the morning, when the inevitably loud banging on your door wakes you up from deep sleep, stopping at nothing until you open up the door for him and his oddly charming, drunk smile. His blushed cheeks. His half-moon eyes. Get it together, you think, shaking your the thoughts out of your head as you went back to the living room, tiredly crouching next to him.

“Jisung,” You call softly, sighing when he doesn’t move. “Ji, come on… go take a shower. You’ll sleep more comfortable if you wash the alcohol away, Jisungie.”

He does nothing but groan and waved your hand away, grabbing it right after and bringing it to his chest– an attempt to a cuddling that has you in the most awkward position possible, and yet, you don’t dare to pull away. So that’s how you sleep; in pain, sitting on your floor, hugging his spare clothes to your chest, but none of that matters because you, because the warmth of his hand on yours is enough to have you lulling back into sleep. This time, he’s not in your dreams, and when you wake up, he’s not in your couch.

———————

During the week, Jisung is the best friend you could ever want. Or need, for that matter.

He is present, from Monday to Friday morning. He picks you up for work, since you work in the building next to his, and takes you out for lunch and a well deserved office gossip session– much like the class gossip sessions you two had throughout school, telling each other everything anything about the people in your respective classrooms. Usually, Jisung pays for your lunch, too, and that’s if he doesn’t bring a full, home cooked meal on those cute little lunch boxes. I got bored and cooked a shit ton of stuff, is what he would say if you ask, and with a sheepish smile, the one that has him scratching the back of his head in embarrassment, he puts the food in front of you. It’s always delicious and it always made the weekend to come hurt a little less.

But then the week passes and it’s the weekend again, and suddenly the lunch boxes mean absolutely nothing and it all hurts all the same.

You hate the way Jisung disappears on a Friday evening, after a perfect week as your best friend, with a simple text saying nothing more than ‘going out, wish me luck! ;P’. And you hate how he’ll show up again, hours of defeating silence filled with useless TV shows and takeaway deliveries later, banging on your door with a smile that disarms you whole and leaves you bare and defenseless. A smile that leaves you at his mercy, running around your apartment at god knows what hour in the morning to try and make him comfortable, only to have him falling asleep on the couch again, you on the ground again, all twisted and uncomfortable again… holding his hand again. And then, when the sun is barely up and the birds are still starting to awaken, and you are abruptly ripped away from your dreams– only to realize that he has just sneaked out of your house and left you on the fucking floor… again.

So this time you promise yourself it will be different. You promise to sleep through the night, no interruptions. Or at least you promise to try.

But you know those are just empty promises.

You know that when he comes knocking, you’ll run to the door. That when he smiles, you’ll sit on your spot on the floor and wait until he’s gone. And that when he’s gone, you’ll go back to wishing you had never opened that door in the first place, alone and crying in your room, avoiding the goddamned couch at all costs. And you wonder, in those 48 hours of pain, if the other 120 are worth it… You don’t think you’ve ever reached a conclusion to that dilemma, falling asleep with hushed whines and contained sobs, because even when you cried, you couldn’t let yourself go. So much so that when Jisung comes knocking that night, you already have your trained-to-perfection smile on your face. Tonight he’s a bit later than usual, and the knocks seem slower, heavier, as if something weights them down.

“Jisungie, how– oh my god.”

The first thing you notice is the bloody lip. Split open and oozing crimson red, it makes you flinch as if the injury was your own. But then you see his eye, black and bruised and so, so swollen that it wouldn’t even open.

“What the actual fuck happened?!” You shriek, hand slapping over your mouth to not wake up the whole building. Ushering him inside, you sit him in his usual spot, scrunching your nose as soon as the harsh and bitter smell of alcohol hits you. Just how much did he drink tonight?

There’s some stuttering from the living room and groaning or two but the pressure of having him like that, in that state, on your house, is enough to have your hands shaking, the pressure and nervousness of it all easily getting to you. The box of first aid, snug in between extra rolls of toilet paper and the sink pipes, is almost like a toy rattle, but you are quick to ignore it, just like you are with everything else that did not directly involve Han Jisung.

“Okay, let’s see what’s here… oh god, oh god, okay, Y/N focus, focus, just… fuck!” The medical tape rolls out of your hands and under the couch and you swear you’re about to cry as you stretched yourself on the floor, reaching, reaching, reaching but never really getting there.

“Y/N… Y/N, come on, stop that, I’m fine,” Jisung says softly, hands on you gently prying you away from the floor, finally, and sitting you next to him. His head is heavy when it falls on your shoulder and the way your thumbs fidget is enough to have him laying his much larger hand over yours, squeezing them in understanding support. “I’m fine. I promise.”

“You are hurt,” You are quick to blurt out, refusing to look at him. “You’re beaten up, with a busted lip, and you’re here pretending nothing happened. What the hell, Jisung?”

“Nothing happened,” The words slur with each other, from tiredness and drunkness, and you sigh. The stress of dealing with him like this gets to you easily– a bit too easily for you to be comfortable– and you push him away, reaching for the alcohol swabs and looking at him with sorry eyes. “Stop looking at me like that. Just… just be gentle.”

Nothing about this would be gentle and both of you knew.

“Of course, Ji, I got you,” And there was so much more behind those words, but this was not the time nor the place. “Can you open your mouth a bit?” Cleaning the cut on his lip took longer than you thought it would– every time he flinched or groaned you’d pull away, blowing gently on it, a bit too close without even realizing. “I’m so sorry, Ji, I’m sorry,” you chanted, trying to finish it as fast as possible.

“I think this is good, Y/N, thanks,” He chuckled, sounding a bit more sober already. “It’s alright.”

“Stop lying to me!”

You don’t know where this comes from, but the frustration and disappointment are palpable.

“What do you mean?”

“Jisung! You are bleeding! You have a black eye! You come to my house looking like this and you try to convince me that you’re fine but for fuck’s sake, how stupid do you think I am?”

He opened his mouth to answer but you shushed him.

“Don’t answer that! What the fuck even happened to you?”

A moment passes. “I don’t want to talk about it.”

That’s the last straw.

“You don’t want to talk about it?” You echo, fuming as you stand up with your hands on your waist. “Well, I wanna talk about it! How about that, Han Jisung?”

“Ah, it’s like they say, Y/N, you can’t always have what you want,” His laughter is stiff and uncomfortable and you just want to throw yourself out of the window. Has he always been like that? So selfish and self-centered?

“You came here.”

The silence that settles is everything but quiet, and your voice, small and low, scares even you with just how vulnerable it makes you sound.

“You came here. You always come here. And I never ask anything. I never say anything, I never criticize, I never complain. I just… I open the door because I know it’s what you need. Want. One or the other, who knows. But I do it anyways. Because it’s you, Jisung!”

He rolls his eyes, a small smile pulling on his lips. “You’re awake any–“ “No, I’m fucking not!” You shout, taking a step back and away from him. With a deep breath, you pinch the bridge of your nose, already feeling a headache coming through. “I mean�� I’m usually sleeping. You come late and, I mean, it’s impossible not to wake up, you know? You bang on my door and you wake up the whole floor, and I open for you because I’m worried and I don’t like the thought of leaving you alone when you’re drunk and–“

“God, you’re so uptight.”

There is nothing for a second. As in, you feel absolutely nothing for a whole damn second. But then you do, and oh my fucking god, it hurts so bad. The way his words stung is only exasperated by the way he pulls his hair back, something you know he only does when he is feeling… things. And not good things, not at all, but you are also feeling not so good things and it’s like both of you forgot how to speak for a while, him looking down at the ground and you looking straight into him, looking for something, anything, that would give you a sense of him feeling the slightest remorse for what he said.

“…what?”

“I said, god, you are so uptight,” Jisung chuckled and you don’t know why– there was nothing funny about this. Nothing to laugh at, unless he was laughing at you. “I went out. Got drunk. Did some stupid shit, and got hit. Things that normal people do, you know? It’s not my fault that you lock yourself in your apartment all weekend, Y/N– I try getting you to come to parties with me, I try getting you out, but you just say no to everything.”

It’s the slight humor in his voice that brings tears to your eyes. The frustrated frown that turned into a calm smirk, the devil-may-care look in his shiny eyes, the absolute nonchalant attitude– it all amounts to what feels like a slap on your face, full of ultimatum and reality.

“I am… I am normal,” Your arms cross over your chest, shoulders curling inwards as you looked away from him, doing all you can to simply… disappear. All you want at that moment is to disappear. “I’m not weird, or–“

“That’s not what I meant–“

“I’m normal!” You say a bit louder, and there is conviction behind your words, you just don’t know if it’s to try and convince him or yourself. “I’m normal, I’m just… I just prefer to stay in. Is that so bad?”

“No, Y/N, it’s not–“

“And I don’t say no to everything,” The more you talk the more sure you sound. “I actually never say no… at least not to you, Jisung. I always do what you want, and– and you just… I don’t– I mean, you should…”

“Y/N–”

“You shouldn’t take me for granted anymore.”

Jisung’s eyes go wide, mouth hung open as if you had said something so unimaginable that it personally offended him. And honestly? You might just have. The sudden pang of fear and guilt that takes over you, however, is expected and even welcomed, the possibility of losing him and the safety he provides you being too much of a risk you didn’t want to take.

“And just to prove it to you, we’re going out tomorrow.”

That was possibly the worst idea you’ve ever had, and the most ridiculous thing you’ve ever done for him.

The place– a club you’ve heard about but never paid any attention to– was packed with people you somewhat knew, that you’ve seen around once or twice, and a few rare sightings of people from your own office, the wide smile and impressed looks they give Jisung making your skin crawl. But you are there and you might as well give it a shot, laughing when others do and taking a beer when someone offers. You dance when people ask you to, you listen when people talk, you flirt when people flirt– you do everything Jisung always says you are ‘missing’, and you hate every second of it. There’s a falseness to it, like you are tip-toeing a very thin line in between shallow friendship and inappropriateness, that makes you feel nauseous, and for a second, you blame the alcohol, getting up from the couch you sit on– arguably too close to this strange man– and setting off in search of the man you haven’t see in hours.

“For someone that wanted me to come to a party so badly,” You mumble, a bit dizzy as you walked around pushing through the crowd. “He did a pretty good job of disappearing in the first fucking hour.”

It bugged you a bit, the fact that you haven’t seen Jisung in hours, but for the hour that you did see him… god, he looked ethereal. Out there, in the dance floor, surrounded by people equally as glad to be there as he was, under the flashing, colorful lights… yeah, you didn’t know that guy. You’ve never seen or talked to that guy.

That man is not your Han Jisung.

Never have you seen him laugh like that, so free and loud. The people around him laugh, too, although they don’t shine as brightly as he does; for fuck’s sake, no one can shine as brightly as he did in that moment, surrounded by people that demanded his attention, hungry and desperate for it, much like… much like you. Realization hits you like a brick, leaving you frozen and paralyzed in place as his eyes scanned the crowd, not sparing a second on you and landing on the giggling group to your right.

And that hurt. That hurt because you don’t have to look to know that you’ll never be like them– you’ll never have the courage to dress like them, or talk like them, or even have fun like them. You’ll always be… boring. Weird. Not normal. So you leave him be, for a couple of hours or so, until you can’t stand it anymore and you get to now, aimlessly looking for your best friend in a full club while fighting off grabby hands and wondering eyes.

How you find him, though, is the true last straw.

On a wall next to the bathrooms Jisung is leaning over a woman. You’re not really sure if she’s one of the giggly beautiful girls you’ve seen all night, but she’s giggling and she’s beautiful. First, you feel a tug on your heart as you see him whispering something in her ear; then, a silent gasp follows, surprised with just how quick he was to get his lips on hers; and when his hands started roaming around her body, those same hands that held yours through the night and to the ground, you turn around and make a bee line to the exit.

The ride home isn’t quiet just because the taxi driver makes a point of chatting all the way to your apartment, giving you a small smile once you pay him and turn on your heels, marching inside with no thoughts besides locking yourself at home for the remainder of the weekend. Your phone had died long ago so even if you wanted– you didn’t– you couldn’t text Jisung that you left the club and made it home. Would he notice? That you weren’t there anymore? That you left without a word? Admittedly on purpose, you don’t put it to charge before flopping on your bed, giving into pettiness all at once before closing your eyes and falling into a dreamless sleep, too tired to even cry at the burning pain of realization: he truly just doesn’t care.

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And once again, the banging on the door wakes you up.

But for the first time ever, you aren’t jolted awake. You aren’t scared, or anxious, or happy, or nervous. You are defeated. So much so, that it takes you a good ten minutes to make yourself even get up from bed, dragging your tired body downstairs. “Who is it…?” This is more out of spite than anything else, and it gives you a sense of satisfaction when you hear him huffing and puffing on the other side.

“Are you fucking kidding me?!”

It’s the rage in his voice that makes the alarm bells sound loud and clear in your mind, swinging the door and crossing your arms over your chest in a defensive manner. You have never seen Han Jisung like that, to be honest; usually, he is always laughing and smiling and his big shoulders are always down, you know? Always relaxed. But the man in front of you is angry– his face is red and shoulders are tense and the snarl on his lips makes you cower a little, taking steps back inside the house and curling your shoulders inward to create a shield of protection around yourself. The man in front of you scares you and that makes your skin crawl. The thought of Jisung scaring makes your skin crawl.

“What do you want?” You ask, closing the door behind him once he marches inside your apartment, sitting on the couch with his head on his hands.

Is it just me or does… does he look defeated too?

“WHAT I WANT?” His head snaps up to look at you, eyes bloodshot and shaking hands. “I want you to fucking tell wha the hell were you fucking thinking, Y/N?”

“Wha-“

“Do you even know how long I was in there looking for you?” Jisung cried out, frowning, and his anger seemed to melt into worry and you frown with him. This isn’t how it was supposed to go– you were supposed to go to that stupid party and have some stupid fun and just be stupid. And there it is, that familiar sense of overall guilt that always seems to find you, one time or another, whenever you are talking to your friend. Friend… is this my friend?, you wonder, looking at him with wide, surprised eyes. “You disappeared! Who does that? And your phone? Off! Why the fuck was your phone off, Y/N?”

“Jisung, what are you going on about? You didn’t even stay with me in that stupid club,” You mumble, voice small and weak in embarrassment. The point is lost in between how needy you sound and how disappointed you are. “Yeah, well, the point was to have fun,” He shouts, getting up in a sudden movement, probably not even thinking about his words. But you do, and they hurt, and you notice how they hurt and you notice how the only things he’s been doing lately is hurt you.

“…And you can’t do that with me?”

There is a silence that follows, tense and out of place. And the he sighs… he fucking sighs and you nod, swallowing hard.

“I see.”

“Y/N, it’s not like that,” Jisung mumbles, hand reaching out to grab yours, and it’s the fact that he’s on the couch– he’s on that damned couch, in the middle of the night, after a party reaching out for your hand, that has you flinching away.

“Don’t touch me,” Your voice comes out harsh and steady and for once, you’re actually proud of yourself. “I’m… tired. Yeah. You know where the door is. Please be gone when I wake up.”

“Y/N, no, wait–“ And when he grabs your arm, your stomach tightens in a way that makes you sure you’re about to vomit.

“I said don’t fucking touch me, Han!” You shout– you think this is the first time you actually shout at Jisung– pulling your arm back. And just like before, his touch set a fire in you, but unlike before, it’s not one that makes you smile and giggle in your bed; this time, this fire is burning and wild and it is threatening over you unless you do something. “What is wrong with you?! What is fucking wrong with you, Jisung, cause I don’t know but somehow, I’m in the middle of it and I’m tired! I’m tired of this back and forth, of this fucking mood switching, of this showing-up-drunk-in-my-doorsteps thing– I’m exhausted… have you maybe consider that’s why I stay at home on the weekends? Because I’m exhausted?”

“Y/N, that’s not–“

“And then you come here, all drunk and messed up, waking me at god fucking knows when, practically forcing me to sleep on the floor, and I’m– I don’t like it, okay?! I like weekday Han Jisung; I like the Han Jisung that comes over work to have lunch with me, and that likes going to the movies, and that makes a mean lunchbox, but fuck me, is weekend Han Jisung the price I have to pay for that? Cause weekend Han Jisung is an asshole that couldn’t give two shits about the things he says or the people he hurts. You dragged me to a party for what? To watch you make out with someone? To watch you chat to people? That’s… that’s not fun for me!”

“Then what is fun for you?” He shouted back, confused and clearly hurt too. “Sitting at home, watching re-run of old movies you’ve seen a thousand times? Sorry if I don’t like being stuck inside all day and want to see people!” “That’s not the problem, that’s– you’re not getting it, you’re not listening to me!” This time, there are tears in your eyes, and it is your sniffling that makes him gasp, pausing mid-sentence. “I… I feel… I feel like… like you don’t… like you don’t care, Jisung. Like you are my friend during the week just to be able to not be my friend during the weekend. It’s like, it’s like you don’t want to give up even though I–“ And you stop yourself, biting your lip and rubbing the tears that fall down your cheeks uncontrollably.

“Even though you what?” He breathes out, eyes wide and watery too. He finally understands.

“Even though I have,” You whisper, looking at him with everything you felt, everything you though, shinning through your tears. “I uh… I like you. A lot. As a friend and as a person and… and as man, but Jisung, I’m tired. I’m tired of compromising, and sacrificing, and giving up, and I just… I’m done. It’s like whenever we’re together, I can’t be myself, because I’m scared you’ll be bored and leave, you know? My biggest fear was, well, is, my biggest fear is losing you, and somehow I think I lost myself and never noticed… and I don’t like that. I don’t like that at all.”

“What on Earth are you talking about?” Jisung shrieked, sprinting up and you really want to tell him it’s a joke– you want to hug him and tell him it’s all a joke, but that would also mean you’d be admitting you are the joke and you are so, so, so tired of being the fucking joke.

“Stop pretending you don’t know,” You whisper, and every ounce of energy leaves your body as you mumble these next words, knees so weak that you have to crouch down. “Stop pretending you don’t know how I feel about you.”

“…Y/N, no, don’t do this–"

“It’s the truth, and I know you know,” You chuckled, sad and disappointed. “And I know, I mean, did you- you could, and… fuck, did you do it on purpose?”

It breaks your heart even more when he says nothing.

“For fuck’s sake, Jisung,” At this point, you are absolutely humiliated, hiding your face and tearful eyes behind your hands. “Are you fucking kidding me?”

“It’s not like that,” Han sighed. “I just… I knew that if I said something, it would be the end of… of us, you know? Han and Y/N, done. You’re my best friend, Y/N, I can’t lose you, not forms something as–“

“If you say stupid I will lose my mind.”

“That’s not what I meant, it’s not– this makes no sense! So what? You like staying in and I like going out and–“

“And every time you go out I have to sacrifice my time to stay with you, and to hold your hand, and to sleep on the fucking floor! And you leave in the morning– you leave without making a fucking noise and you leave me on the floor, Jisung! On the ground! What the hell is wrong with you?!”

“I’m sorry… Y/N, I’m so sorry, I never thought–“

“Yeah, I fucking know!” Pushing yourself up, you decide that this is it; wiping your nose and rubbing your eyes, you stand on shaky legs and anxiety. “Cause you never think! For some reason, you want me to do all the thinking and you don’t think about anything else but the weekend, and I’m not a part of your life on the weekends, Jisung, I’m just not! And honestly? I don’t want to be!”

“Don’t do this, please Y/N,” This time he actually touches you. He grabs your hand, like he did many times before, and pulls you closer, and closer, and closer until he’s crying on your shoulder and you take a moment to even process that the wetness you feel soaking your shirt are his tears. He’s crying?, you think, incredulous. I didn’t even notice he was crying… what the fuck is he crying for?

You know what he’s crying for; he’s crying for the memories of years past, for the laughters and the cries and the accomplishments and for every single time you held his hand, looking at him with proud eyes and a wide smile that could make him believe he could conquer anything. And he’d look back at you with an equally wide smile, warm and full of hope, that made you believe that everything would be okay in the end. What happened to those kids? Technically, you did. You fell for your best friend and you put up with too much shit because you fell for your best friend, and as a result a ball of issues and problems amounted to this exact moment: you holding Jisung for one last time.

“You’ll always be my friend,” You sigh, petting his hair and crying a little more yourself. “You’ll always be my friend but I think I need to relearn how to be your friend. I just… I need to be okay, Ji, even if you leave. I need to be okay by myself.”

It took him a while, but Jisung eventually left your house. And you eventually fell asleep again. And he eventually stopped coming to your house on those ungodly hours that you hated so much. Sometimes he texts you, and you answer him with a smile on your face. It’s a different smile though, and it shows; it not inconsequential as it used to be, as weird as that sounds. Your smile is controlled and relaxed– relaxed, can you believe that?– and now, when you see Jisung for your scheduled weekly lunch, something you two decided to try and keep up for the sake of your renewed friendship, you don’t feel the need to laugh and nod at everything he says. You don’t feel that tightness in your heart when he leaves and you don’t look at your phone every five seconds when you tell him you got home. Now, you get home and the first thing you do is smile at your living room, happy to see that couch you once hated and even happier to throw yourself in it, turning the TV on and actually enjoying your weekends guilt free. And you think nothing had ever felt as good at that.

You still loved him, of course. And to not do that anymore would take some time still, but you know you’re on the right track. You know you are, and for you to know that about yourself… well, that’s all that mattered.

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hi lovelies!! can’t believe I managed to finish another fic! it feels like it’s been forever and I missed you all so, so much! I hope you like this, even though is Y/N focused and has almost no romance LOL I also felt like trash making han be an ass, but oh well! as always, let me know what you think >.< I’m slowly getting my creative juices back so your feedback means the world! thank you for the constant support as always, lovelies!

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myseungsunglove · 23 days

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I Know, Jagiya | Ksm

Pairing: Seungmin x Reader

Warning: fluffy fluff

𖠫Summary: Confessing your love for someone is always a risk.

✎A/N✎: just some late night runaway thoughts that I let out for the first time in a while. Haven’t just written what I was thinking in the moment in a long time. So don’t mind my 3 AM soft thoughts. I’m just soft for Kim Seungmin.

◠ ◡ ◠᭚ιαᵕ̈

You lay in the dark, unable to sleep while your boyfriend sleeps peacefully beside you. You watch the slow rise and fall of his broad chest and can’t help but scoot closer to him in the darkness, placing a hand on his chest, your face settling right next to his. You gently press your lips against is warm skin and revel in the peace it brings you.

Kim Seungmin grounds you in every possible way a person could. As you lay there listening to the melody of his breathing you are made starkly aware just how in love with him you are. You’ve never said as much to his face, but in the moment you feel overwhelmed by the feeling.

The dark seems like the safest place to make this confession. Seungmin is asleep and he doesn’t need to know yet just how over the moon he makes you. You kiss his jaw softly, peppering a little trail up to his ear.

“I love you, so much Kim Seungmin,” you breathe out gently, barely above a whisper. Your secret released into the darkness as your hand runs up and down the length of Seungmin’s chest.

You feel movement as Seungmin slowly reaches up and squeezes your hand gently, threading your fingers together on top of his chest.

His head turns toward you, his eyes blinking slowly as he adjusts to the darkness of the room.

“I know, jagiya,” he whispers back, his voice low and gravelly with sleep. He leans forward and presses a soft kiss to your lips not once, not twice, but three times before his arms find you in the dark, wrapping around your waist and pulling you into his embrace. “I love you too,” he confesses and you breathe a sigh of relief against his lips.

With the confession off your chest, sleep embraces you as Seungmin does, pulling you into his chest with a satisfied and content sigh.

#stray kids #kim seungmin #seungmin #stray kids x reader #seungmin x reader #kim seungmin x reader #my bias #seungmin fluff #seungmin drabble #seungmin one shot #seungmin fanfiction

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devoidwrites · 2 years

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Love You in My Mind - Kim Seungmin

Summary: You were deeply in love with Kim Seungmin, but you were afraid of rejection, so you did what you thought was best. You loved him from afar.

Genre: angst, college au, unrequited love

Pairing: one sided Kim Seungmin x reader

Warnings: None.

Words: 1K

Based off the song 'Love You in My Mind" by Brynn Cartelli

a/n: this is unedited

Love was hard, especially when you knew thats what you felt for someone that could never feel the same way about you. For years now you'd been watching this boy from afar, admiring everything about him.

It started your freshman year of college. You were lost on campus, and Kim Seungmin helped you find your way. He went out of his way to make sure you had everything settled before leaving you.

Of course you didn't fall for him over a simple act of kindness. You weren't that desperate. In fact, that's not even when you fell for him. That was just when you started noticing him more around campus.

You fell in love with him over time. You first felt something when he was assigned as your tutor for you introduction to psychology class. You were having trouble with a certain section, and your professor suggested his star student to help catch you up with the rest of the class.

Seungmin was patient. He didn't push you to study all at once, more at your own pace so you wouldn't overwork yourself. He made sure you were confident in your knowledge before moving onto the next subject.

He was kind. He walked you home after long study sessions, and he even waiting for you outside of your last class some days. He was handsome, caring, an all over gentleman. It was hard not to fall for him.

And even in your junior year, you were still head over heels for him.

Is it cool if I keep it quiet?

He was a year older than you. He was more experienced in different subjects- whether you were talking about school or love. He's had girlfriends before, and you'd never even kissed a boy.

For the sake of my heart, it's better if I hide it.

You kinda liked how things were. You'd admire him from a distance, and he'd acknowledge you every now and then. You didn't like the idea of telling him how you felt. It made you're heart race, and your hands would get sweaty. You got nervous just thinking about it, and you weren't sure if you could ever admit your feelings to anyone other than Felix.

"You have to get over him eventually bub." Felix would tell you while rubbing your back reassuringly.

There were several reasons you couldn't confess to him. You were nervous and didn't want to be rejected. Of course there was the biggest factor; his girlfriend. She was a nice girl. When you had your study sessions she'd bring the two of you food and drinks sometimes. Of course you tried to pay her back but she declined every time.

You didn't like her at first. You envied her. She had everything you wanted. A kind boyfriend, plenty of friends, and an overall good life. How could you not be jealous of her? She was so outgoing and unafraid of the world. She was perfect.

But she pushed through to you eventually, and you felt bad for thinking about her boyfriend in such a way. You knew you'd never act upon your thoughts. You'd never forgive yourself for doing something so wrong to someone. So, you distanced yourself from him and watched from afar.

"I'm trying." You'd whisper, eyes moving to the ground.

Can I just love you in my heart, love you in my mind?

You weren't paying attention, and you managed to run into the boy you both were talking about. Your eyes widened as you prepared to hit the ground, but you never did. Seungmin grabbed your arms, not tight enough to inflict damage, but just tight enough to keep you in place.

Your cheeks reddened as his hands set your bare skin ablaze.

Do I have to find the guts to say it to your eyes?

Your eyes met his, and you managed to sputter out an apology, "Sorry."

"Don't worry about it." He smiled, and his eyes crinkled up in the same way they always did when he was sincere. It was your favorite tell about him. In your mind, he would wrap his arms around you and pull you close to reassure you it was fine. You'd wrap your arms around him and hug him tightly, because that's what you wanted to happen.

Cause that's where we're stars aligned.

But in reality he let your arms go and took a step back to give you space, as a gentleman would. "You should be careful."

You nodded, your eyes going back to the ground. Felix wrapped his arms around your and pulled you along. "See ya later Seungmin."

To love you in my heart, love you in my mind.

You turned around as Felix pulled you along with him. Seungmin's girlfriend was there, asking him what had happened, and if you were alright. She was just as nice as she's always been.

Your heart sunk as you remembered the truth. He had a girlfriend, and he'd never feel the same way about you.

Cause I can only see you as mine.

Sometimes it hurt, admiring from afar. Knowing there was nothing you could do about your feelings made your heart shatter each time you saw them together. The way he held her in his arms. They way they smiled at each other lovingly.

It's what you wanted, but you could never have. So, you'd continue to do what you've been doing for years. You'd admire from afar and take the pain.

So, is it cool, if I keep it quiet?

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blu-joons · 2 years

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BEST FRIEND STRAY KIDS A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Kim Seungmin

A ⇴ ATTENTION

There was something about the sound of your voice that always just captured Seungmin’s attention. As soon as he knew you were in the room, one word was all that he needed to be able to look up and spot you.

B ⇴ BICKER

Having a bit of a bicker wasn’t something that happened between the two of you very often, you would only really bicker if you really wanted something, most of the time for the other person. It came from a kind place, like how Seungmin would always bicker to pay the bill for you and how you’d offer to drop him food off.

C ⇴ COMFORT

One of the things that you relied on Seungmin for a lot was comfort, he was incredibly good at being there for you. Sometimes just having him sitting there beside you was enough for you to feel supported even if the two of you weren’t touching and there was some distance between you too, it was all that you needed.

D ⇴ DISAGREEMENTS

Many people struggled to understand how the two of you just never seemed to disagree, you really did get along perfectly with one another. Neither of you were the argumentative type, and even if an argument did start between the two of you, you weren’t the type of people that carried it on either. Most others were jealous of how calm the two of you were around each other and how you never let things blow up.

E ⇴ EARLY YEARS

Your similar personalities brought the two of you together like two ends of a magnet, it was almost as if you spotted Seungmin in the room and just knew that he would be your best friend. Seungmin knew almost as soon as he met you that you were someone that he was fond of too, as one of the quietest people in the room Seungmin loved having you there as his person, the only one that he needed to focus on.

F ⇴ FAMILY

Seungmin’s family absolutely treated you as if you were one of their own. You had known them for so many years that they couldn’t remember you not being a part of Seungmin’s life. They knew better than most people that the two of you tended to come as a duo and be pretty inseparable from one another, but your friendship was something that all of them were very fond of from the outside.

G ⇴ GETTING TOGETHER

You usually found yourselves staying at home whenever the two of you got together, staying low and ordering some food in. Most of the time the two of you would have a movie on the television too, but most of the time you would find yourselves talking over the movie and forgetting all about it instead.

H ⇴ HABITS

The two of you had a habit of knowing exactly when the other was about to get in contact with you. Quite often one of your phones would ring and you’d pick up and the first thing you’d say to the other person was that you were just about to send them a text, almost as if you shared some sort of telepathy.

I ⇴ INSIDE JOKES

Both of you were rubbish at keeping your inside jokes inside, as soon as someone asked about what it was either one of you, or both of you, were laughing about then you’d have to tell. Most of the time there would be no reaction from the other person because they had no context behind the joke at all.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

There were very few occasions when Seungmin would get jealous, he was pretty rational when it came to understanding that you had other friends too. It often surprised you how willing Seungmin was to try and get along with those friends, he liked to give all of them a chance and found himself getting along with most of them, but like with any bunch of friends, there were a few bad ones in between.

K ⇴ KICKS

Seungmin got a kick out of making you smile; it was the simple things that meant the most to him. He loved knowing that the wide and bright smile on your face was because of something that he had said or done, much preferring to him to be the reason for you to smile more than anyone else in the world.

L ⇴ LOVE

He loved spending time with you, that was by far the best thing about your friendship for Seungmin. He never tired of being around you, you always had something fun to say or fun to do when you met up which meant that neither of you got bored around each other. Even if things were a bit flat, you had plenty of memories to be able to talk about which soon had the two of you talking and laughing once again.

M ⇴ MEETING

The two of you first met as friends in school. Your similar personalities brought the two of you together, you both weren’t big on getting involved in all the drama and the loud groups of people, and so as the two of you found yourselves hovering to one side you just seemed to gravitate in one another’s directions.

N ⇴ NONSENSE

You were one of the very few people that got to see the completely stripped back side of Seungmin, the one that really wouldn’t be afraid to show off how nonsensical he could be without fear of messing it up.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Seungmin was obsessed with your presence and how at ease you made him feel. There was never any worry for him when you were around, you just allowed him to be himself which he loved about you.

P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS

There was no moment in time that meant more to Seungmin than when he had you supporting him at work. Whether it was at the studio, a broadcast, or a show as part of the tour, you were the fact that Seungmin liked to see watching on the most, with every single time still touching him like it was the first time.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

Most of the time you’re the one that Seungmin dumps his random facts on, and although he’ll ask you if you want to hear the information that he has stored in his brain, chances are he’ll just tell you it anyway.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

Under his bed at the dorm, Seungmin had a box full of things that were about you. He saved quite a few things from the various adventures that the two of you went on. Even after many years of friendships, it was something that you had no idea about, with Seungmin deciding to keep the box all to himself.

S ⇴ SUPPORT

You’d been there since day one which definitely meant the most to Seungmin and was the reason why he relied on your support more than he did most other peoples. His journey was something you had rooted from the start, even when others doubted him, and that consistency from you was something he appreciated greatly.

T ⇴ TRIPS

When the two of you had some time, Seungmin loved adventuring with you. There was no one that he enjoyed looking round a new place with more than you, just like you loved going on trips with him the most too.

U ⇴ ULTIMATE

He couldn’t wish for a better best friend than you, Seungmin definitely felt that he’d pushed his luck having you take the position.

V ⇴ VISITS

If he sensed that you were having a tricky time when he spoke to you on the phone, Seungmin would head to your place as soon as he could, refusing to leave until he was absolutely sure that you were alright.

W ⇴ WISDOM

Having Seungmin was like having a walking ball of advice sometimes, he just always seemed to know the right thing to say to you.

X ⇴ XXXX

It depended on the mood quite a lot of the time as to whether the two of you were affectionate with one another or not. Sometimes if you wanted to cause trouble you could be annoying, other times you were a little more distant.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his rock, Seungmin counted on you more than you ever realised he did.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

If you stay with Seungmin past a certain time, he will leave you with no choice but to stay at the dorm. He refuses every single time to let you go as soon as he thinks there’s a small chance that it’ll be unsafe for you.

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katnisspeetaprim · 11 months

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I'm In Part 2

Bang Chan/Fem!Reader/Felix

So this is the part 2 of I'm In. Quite a few people asked for this so I hope it lives up to the hype! This is the frst ever threesome smut I've written so I'm sorry if it's not that great!

Warnings: Established relationship, piv sex, unprotected sex, idol!au, swearing, pwp, oral (m recieving)

Word Count: 3157 M.list

Never in your life had you spent so much time cleaning your apartment and choosing your outfit. Not even when Chan came round for the first time. Deep down you knew you were over thinking things. Felix wouldn’t give a damn if your place was messy, considering what it was that he was coming round to discuss with you and Chan.

‘Babe calm down! You’ve been jittery all day.’

‘I know! But I want to make a good impression.’ You turned away from Chan and reorganised the fruit bowel for the 100th time that evening.’

‘what the-? You’ve known each other for years??’ Chan was confused, not understanding why you were acting this way. He came over and spun you round to face him, hand coming to gently stroke your cheek.

‘Baby, if you don’t want this-‘ You abruptly cut him off.

‘No it’ not that. I just want it to go well...’ You sighed and sat down on the sofa, flattening out your dress. You had decided on a simple summer dress, so that if everything went to plan, Felix would have easy access. Chan placed his warm hand on your shoulder and went to speak, when the doorbell suddenly rang.

‘He’s early.’ You chuckled. Chan smiled back and went to let his band mate in.

You stood with a smile when they rounded the corner, pulling Felix into a hug when he approached.

‘Hey Lix, I’m glad you came.’ He affectionately returned your embrace, squeezing lightly as he pulled back.

‘Me too.’ Chan cleared his throat as you pulled apart.

‘so... Shall we get to business?’

The three of you had done as you’d planned, ordered food and alcohol, so you could loosen up whilst discussing your boundaries.

‘So first off, everybody want’s this right?’ Chan lead the conversation. If somebody wasn’t comfortable, there had been lots of time to pull out and so far, nobody had voiced any concerns. You and Felix both nodded at the question, prompting his to continue.

‘Cool. Do either of you have any boundaries? Things you aren’t comfortable with?’ You and Felix shyly glanced at each other.

‘I don’t think so?’ Felix said, almost like he was asking a question.

‘Me neither.’ You replied confidently. ‘ Though nothing weird please.’ Both men laughed at your attempt to break the tension.

‘Don’t worry, unless I’ve severally misjudged him, I don’t think Felix is into any weird shit.’ Chan reassured you and Felix nodded with a chuckle.

‘So erm... Do we just start?’ You spoke sheepishly. Chan smirked at your timid attitude.

‘Eager?’ You blushed profusely.

‘Why don’t you start with making out a little? Get a feel for each other.’ Chan suggested, leaning back in his chair and licking his lips subtly. You bit your lip and turned to face Felix, looking at him through the curtain of your hair.

He was staring back, eyes now slightly darker now that this was actually happening. You stood up, maybe a little too quickly, as you tried to act calm and collected.

You made your way across the room, swaying your hips seductively as you went, until you stood directly before Felix, staring down at him.

You placed you hands on his shoulders and suddenly straddled his waist, already feeling the beginning of a boner from him as you settled. You licked your lips as you saw the ghost of a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

Leaning down, you finally connected your lips to his, both sighing contently as your mouths moulded together. Your heart was beating rapidly in your chest, so hard you were surprised it couldn’t be heard by the two men in the room. You felt Felix’ hands come to rest on your hips, squeezing as he relaxed into the kiss. Feeling a little braver, you laced your fingers through his hair and probed his mouth with your tongue. His hair had been recently dyed for the new comeback, and you would be lying if you said he didn’t look good with the blue hair...

‘Why don’t you touch her more?’ Chan’s voice broke through the air. Felix broke the kiss to look over to the older man, before slowly bringing his gaze back to you, silently asking fro permission. You nodded with a smile and brought him back in to kiss. His hands slowly began to trail up your body, shivers running down your spine as his fingers glided over your clothed skin, until he reached your breasts. You let out a gasp when he squeezed, kneading them with his fingers.

‘You’re soft.’ Felix breathed out. He’d clearly gotten more daring, as he pulled your dress down, revealing the top of your breasts, so he could suckle on the exposed skin.

You leaned your head back, unconsciously grinding down onto Felix, causing him to moan against your skin.

You parted your eyes slightly, chancing a glance at the man sat only a few feet from you. Chan sat at the edge of his seat, leaning forwards on his thighs.

His intense gaze was laser focused on Felix’ mouth attached to your chest. You craved for a bigger reaction from your boyfriend, so you decided to move things forwards.

You abruptly stood, causing Felix to look up at you with wide eyes, thinking he’d done something wrong. You only smirked as you looked over your shoulder to Chan. His eyes now bore into you, waiting for your next move.

You reached up to the straps of your dress and teasingly pushed the material down your body. You had to admit, you did feel a little embarrassed when your naked breasts came on display, having foregone a bra. You almost lost confidence in your little plan, ready to cover up, when you heard Felix mutter out a quiet ‘fuck’ under his breath. Dark eyes stared up at you as he started breathing heavier.

‘I knew you were eager baby.’ Chan smirked, making you blush. You looked over to see him lazily palming himself through his jeans. Felix took this opportunity to stand and pull his t-shirt over his head. He lunged forwards and took you in his arms, smashing his lips against yours.

His hands began to wonder, harshly gripping your bum, making you hiss out. You reached out and began palming him through his trousers. Felix broke the kiss and rested his head on your shoulder.

‘You’re still wearing too many clothes.’ You whispered in his ear as you undid his zip and roughly pushed his trousers and boxers down. Immediately, you took him in your hand.

‘Ah...’ He couldn’t stop the whimpers that already threatened to escape him.

‘Are you gonna let her do all the work?’ Chan breathed out. He’d now also undone his trousers and slid his hand inside.

Felix laughed lightly, before moving his hand round your body, and slipping it down the front of your panties. You whined out when his fingers teased your folds.

Your eyes were closed as you clung to Felix, until you felt a presence touch you from behind.

Your eyes shot open and craned your neck back to see Chan. He’d also stripped his clothes, letting his hot skin sit against yours and feeling his hard member poking at your backside.

‘I thought you just wanted to watch?’ You breathed as Chan nibbled at your neck. He only snorted against your skin. You giggled, taking this as your cue to carry on.

Felix bought his lips back to yours as you jerked him off. Felix’ slender fingers rubbed at your clit softly, almost too softly... When you felt Chan’s fingers sliding under your panties from behind and started stroking the folds near your entrance.

You gasped out and clung tightly to Felix, when Chan’s fingers pushed into you.

‘don’t stop.’ Felix whined out when your hand stilled on his dick. Chan growled behind you, almost protectively.

‘She goes first.’ Felix grumbled but continued rubbing at your sensitive bud. He leaned down and started licking at your neck, your head leaning back to lean on Chan’s shoulder as you sighed out.

Chan’s free hand gently turned your face so he could kiss you. You’re heart was still beating loudly in your chest. No matter how confident you thought you were, the whole situation was intense. You’d never even been naked in front of someone you weren’t dating, and now you were being fingered by not only your boyfriend, but also one of his closest friends.

Your mouth hung open as your small gasps turned into breathy moans.

‘You close baby?’ Chan whispered in your ear. Felix hunched over and took your nipple in his mouth, all while pressing harder on your clit.

‘Ah! I’m cumming!’ You moaned out loudly, causing both men to speed up their movements. The sudden explosion between your legs was enough to make your knees buckle. If it weren’t for Felix in front of you, you would be on the floor.

You hunched forwards and wrapped your arms tightly round Felix’ neck as you caught your breath, whining slightly when Chan pulled his fingers out of you.

‘Fuck. That was so sexy. You’re so lucky you get to see that everyday.’ Chan smirked at Felix’ words, but decided to stay silent. He kissed your neck as he peeled himself away from you, helping you to disregard your soaked underwear.

‘You ready to continue baby?’ You nodded with a smile, turning to face him.

‘how do you want me?’ You smirked, beginning to stroke his member.

‘Shit, here.’ He threw down a pillow on the floor, so you wouldn’t hurt your knees. Always the gentleman.

‘You ready to fuck her Felix?’ You were now on all fours in front of him, legs spread and presenting your glistening centre to him. Felix’ eyes widened when he saw you take Chan fully into your mouth, right down to his pubic bone.

‘Fuck yes!’ Felix quickly nestled himself behind you, grasping tightly to your hips. He began to stroke his member across your folds, when he suddenly froze.

‘Do I need a condom?’ he asked, almost timidly, causing Chan to let out a breathy laugh as you sucked on his cock.

‘What do you say baby? Can he go in raw? As a special treat?’ You popped off Chan and flipped your hair to look back to Felix.

‘Just fuck me already.’ That was all Felix needed to hear to position himself back at your entrance, and roughly pushed into you. The sudden unexpected roughness from Felix was enough to make you wince and hiss out.

‘Hey!’ Chan seethed out. ‘Be careful!’

‘Shit, sorry Y/N.’ Felix squeezed your hip gently.

‘It’s ok. Please move.’ You moaned out, turning back to Chan and taking him back into your mouth.

‘My god you’re so tight! Fuck!’ Felix’ movements were fast and sloppy, overwhelmed from the feel of being inside you.

‘When was the last time you did it raw?’ Chan laughed out. Felix couldn’t answer. His eyes clamped shut with sweat running down his face as he tried to stop himself from cumming early.

You moaned around Chan as you felt another orgasm building up.

‘Shit I’m gonna cum!’ Felix moaned out behind you, movements becoming faster and harder as he released himself inside you. Felix was trembling so much and gripping your hips so tightly, you were sure you would have bruises in the shape of his hands tomorrow morning.

He’s hunched over and was basically hugging you from behind as he kissed down your back, making Goosebumps appear on your skin.

Chan pulled out of your mouth as Felix caught his breath.

‘don’t get too comfortable mate.’ Chan scolded playfully, causing Felix to groan as he pulled away from you. He cast his eyes down and saw his seed leaking out of you, sending a new wave of blood to his dick.

‘Shit... That was amazing...’ Felix leaned back against the sofa still on the floor, whilst you flipped yourself over.

‘You don’t have to tell me.’ Chan smirked. Smug bastard.

‘Shut up.’ You slapped his leg as he still stood over you, smirking. Chan kneeled down between your legs and placed his fingers between your sensitive folds, making you suck in a breath as he played with your slickness. His eyes were glued to the mess Felix left behind, and he couldn’t help but push as much cum back inside you as he could, not wanting a single drop to go to waste.

‘Think you can take me too baby?’

‘Fuck yes.’ You lunged forwards and bought him into a rough kiss as he slammed into you. You cast your eyes to the side when Chan pulled away to suck on your neck. You caught sight of Felix sat there, staring. He looked completely fucked out, eyes half closed and mouth hanging open. He was laser focused on you as Chan rocked into you.

You couldn’t help but reach your hand out to stroke across his leg and over his semi hard dick. He closed his eyes and relaxed back against the sofa as you lazily stroked him.

Chan couldn’t help but notice you were paying more attention to Felix that him as he was buried inside you. He felt a pang of jealousy so, he pulled almost all the way out and roughly slammed back into you. At the sudden assault, you gasped out and snapped your head back to face Chan.

‘You’re mine baby. Don’t forget that.’ He growled in your ear, causing you to shudder with desire. Your arms buckled beneath when Chan started playing with your clit, bud going into overdrive as you started cumming again.

‘Chan! Please don’t stop!’

‘Fuck!’ He slammed into you one last time before pulling out and quickly standing up, stroking himself to release all over your breasts.

The room was silent, apart from the heavy breathing of the three of you. You look over towards Felix and noticed his chest was now glistening . You giggled lightly, knowing he’d gotten himself off to you and Chan fucking.

You suddenly felt Chan kneeling next to you, placing gentle kisses along your bare shoulder.

‘You goof baby?’ You smiled and nodded, kissing him gently before he helped you to stand.

Felix shuffled behind you as he also stood. He shifted from one foot to the other as he tried to look smaller, as if he wasn’t sure what to do with himself now that it was over.

You quickly moved to the man and hugged him tightly, not wanting him to feel used or awkward around you now.

You cringed slightly when you remembered you were covered in Chan’s cum, but Felix didn’t seem to care, since he eagerly returned your embrace.

Pulling away, you smiled warmly as you stroked his cheek, before leaning in to kiss him.

‘Ok?’

‘Yeah.’ He confirmed with a toothy smile. Chan cleared his throat slightly.

‘Baby? Why don’t you go shower and we’ll clean up here.’ He cringed, looking down at the various fluids that now covered your living room floor.

‘Me and Felix can just clean up with the sink for now.’ Felix nodded in agreement, already looking for a towel.

‘Ah, are you sure? I feel bad making you do that.’

‘Y/N! It’s fine. We don’t mind being a little smelly for a while.’ Felix laughed, basically pushing you out of the room. You laughed along as you gave in and went to the bathroom.

As you showered, Felix and Chan were scurrying around to clean the room and themselves, before you remerged.

When you rounded the corner, you saw both men sitting on the sofa now fully clothed, looking to be mid conversation. Chan’s eyes lit up when he saw you.

‘Hey! You look cozy in that.’ He chuckled, gesturing to your fluffy robe. You smiled and made your way over, forcing your way in-between them.

‘That’s rude.’ Felix joked as he made room for you. You leaned your head on Chan’s shoulder and he put his arm around you.

‘So... What were you guys talking about?’ Chan and Felix glanced at each other, before shuffling awkwardly.

‘We were thinking..’ Chan spoke up, taking the lead ounce again. ‘That if you are ok with it, we could do this again some time?’ The breath hitched in your throat at his words. Glancing up at Chan and Felix, you could see the glimmer of hope on their faces, though they tried their best to mask it.

‘If you don’t want to then don’t feel like you need to.’ Felix spoke up when you didn’t answer right away.

‘No I’d love to do it again!’ You sat up straight. ‘But maybe we can do it on a bed next time?’ You all laughed and agreed. Even tough Chan had thrown a pillow down for you, you were sure you would still have bruised knees and palms in a few hours.

‘Crap.’ Felix cursed as he fished his phone out of his pocket.’

‘What?’

‘Han’s texting me. I forgot we were supposed to meet up today.’ He let out an exasperated sigh as he forced himself to stand up. ‘I need to go.’

‘Dude, you need to plan better!’ Chan laughed out.

‘I know, I know!’

‘Come on, I’ll show you out.’ Chan stood and patted him on the back. Before following after the older man, he turned to you and leaned down to hug you, which you gladly accepted.

‘I had a good time today Felix. I hope the feeling is mutual?’

‘Definitely.’ He replied with no hesitation. ‘I should go, but I’ll text you.’

‘You better!.’

Later that night, you and Chan were cuddling on the sofa in comfortable silence, as you both watched TV.

‘So... What happened to you just watching today?’ Chan looked down at you in surprise, unsure why you were bringing that up again.’

‘I dunno. I guess I just couldn’t help myself. He was a little tense beside you as he stroked your shoulder. ‘Does it bother you? That I joined in today?’ Chan didn’t want to ask, but you bringing it up had caused his confidence to to waver.

‘No not at all!’ Chan breathed a sigh of relief.’ I only asked since you said you were into watching.’ You explained carefully, not wanting to upset or embarrass your boyfriend.

‘Yeah..’ He trailed off nervously. ‘I guess I got caught up in the moment.’ He chuckled. You smiled and sat up, moving to straddle Chan’s lap. He instinctively grabbed onto your hips. You stroked his face lovingly, and leaned down to kiss him.

‘I love you.’

‘I love you too baby.’ You smiled and leaned down to kiss him softly.

‘so.’ Chan leaned his forehead against yours. ‘Do you think It’s too soon to schedule another date with Felix?’ You burst out laughing and smacked his chest.

‘You’re a horny mess Christopher!’

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