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Felix x fem!reader
Warnings: suggestive MDNI
Genre: established relationship, fluff
Summary: Felix isn't talking to you. It's Day 3, and you've had it. So you do what's necessary to get your bratty boyfriend back in order, and it is chaotic to say the least.
a/n: Short, but trying so hard to run from the writer's block lurking in the corner ๐ญ
Never in your life did you think you'd be doing something like this. Never.ย
It was 2:15 am on day three of Felixโs silent treatment, and you were scaling the wall of the rickety old Victorian building like a lovesick ninja.
The things you do for love - or, more accurately, for your sulky little shit of a boyfriend, who was probably scowling at his phone right then.
The fight was stupid to begin with. Something about you laughing (too hard, according to Felix) at Changbinโs dumb joke about beating Felix repeatedly in a โTekken tournamentโ. And Felix took this way too personally.
He was especially sensitive about his gaming skills being questioned. And now he has shut you out, ignoring your texts and calls (and cute puppy videos as well).
You had tried everything - apologies, flirty voicemails, even slipping a handwritten love note under his door. But nothing. He didn't even look at you, but that tiny delicate pout on his lips? Oh you'd notice it from anywhere.ย
Seeing you try so hard, Chris, the fratโs resident dad/Zen master, cornered you after day one, his voice all soft and diplomatic as he said, โGive him a day or two, yeah? Lix is just...in his feels.โ
Ok, so, you respected that. The next two days. You did that.
Now at day three, and you were done waiting - hence the climbing. The window on the second-floor landing was your ticket in (because you knew the boys left it unlocked all the time). You were halfway there, your ladder not half as long as you thought it would be. So you were cursing the ivy you were clinging on - it was definitely not as sturdy as it looked in movies. You were one slip away from becoming a campus legend for all the wrong reasons, at this point.ย
Your fingers gripped the ledge, and you were hauling yourself up when, *BAM* - the window flew open (nearly taking your head with it), and Hyunjinโs head popped out like a damn jack-in-the-box.
"Hyunjin!!" You hissed, and he yelped, flailing so hard he nearly toppled out himself.ย
โWhat the fuck?!โ he hissed back, clutching his chest like youโd given him a heart attack.
โShh!!โ you snapped, clinging to the sill for dear life. โYouโre gonna wake the whole house, you idiot!โ
โIโm the idiot? Youโre the one playing mission impossible on our wall!โ Hyunjin whisper-yelled, eyes wide, his hair a messy halo from whatever he was doing at this hour. โWhat are you doing?โ
โGetting to Felix, obviously,โ you said matter-of-factly. โNow help me in before I fall and die.โ
Hyunjin smirked, because of course he does.
โSay โpretty pleaseโ first.โ
โI will shove you down the stairs,โ you growled, but he was already grabbing your arms, yanking you through the window with surprising strength.
But momentum betrayed you both, and you crashed onto the hardwood floor -ย you were sprawled on top of him in a tangle of limbs. Your knee was in his ribs, his hands on your ass, and your chest to his face. And he had the audacity to grin like this wasย the best thing that has happened to him all week.
โWell, hello there,โ he purred, voice dripping with that flirty gremlin energy he was infamous for. โIf you wanted to climb me, you couldโve just knocked, I'm generous.โ
You shove off him so fast, it made you dizzy.
โGet your horny paws off me, Hwang.โ You said, scrambling to your feet.
You adjusted your hoodie, ignoring the way his eyes lingered on you. โWhereโs my boyfriend?โ
Hyunjin propped himself up on his elbows, still chuckling.
โYour boyfriendโs in his room, sulking like a kicked puppy.โ he said, slowly rising to his feet, towering over you (and daring to take a step closer) with a grin.ย
You rolled your eyes, shoving past him as he called after you, โMy offer stands!โ
You turned around, batting your eyelashes at him, and said, โI'll remember that, Hyunjinnie!โ
And he laughed as you creeped down the dimly lit hallway. The frat house was a maze of creaky floors and hallways, but you knew Felixโs room like the back of your hand. You saw that the door was open a little, and you slipped inside the dark room, heart pounding. Felix was sprawled across his bed, shirtless, sweatpants slung low on his hips, scrolling aimlessly. He didnโt notice you at first, his brows furrowed, lips pouty in that infuriatingly adorable way.ย
God, he was hot even when he was being a brat.
You cleared your throat and said, โSo, you planning to ignore me forever, or what?โ
Felix jolted, phone nearly flying out of his hands. You watched as he fumbled to switch on his bedside lamp and his eyes widened, then narrowed, that stubborn spark flaring.
โHowโd you even get in here?โ
โClimbed the wall,โ you said, crossing your arms. โYouโre lucky I didnโt break my neck.โ
He scoffed, sitting up, the movement making the muscles in his chest flex in a way that was really distracting. โWhy didn't you ask Changbin for help, hm?โ
โOh, real mature, Yongbok.โ You stepped closer, hands on your hips. โWhat are you even mad about? Don't bring Binnie into this, cos I know it's not that.โ
โItโs not about Changbin,โ he muttered, avoiding your gaze. โItโs about you acting like Iโm not enough.โ
Your heart twinged, but you were not letting him off that easily.
โNot enough? Lix, Iโm literally scaling buildings for you. If thatโs not devotion, I donโt know what is.โ
He glanced at you, and you caught the flicker of guilt in his eyes before he masked it with a scowl.
โWhatever.โ
Youโd had it. Marching over, you snatched his phone and tossed it onto the nightstand.
โEnough with the baby act. Talk to me.โ you snapped.ย
He glared, but there was a heat in his eyes now, not just anger. โWhy should I? Youโre the one who -โ
You cut him off by climbing onto the bed and straddling his lap before he could finish. His hands instinctively landed on your thighs, and you felt the shift in his breathing, the way his body reacted despite his stubbornness.
โYouโre gonna listen to me now, Yongbok,โ you said, leaning in until your lips were so close to his. โIโm sorry I hurt your feelings. But Iโm not letting you push me away over some misunderstanding.โ
His eyes darkened, fingers tightening on your hips.
โYeah?โ His voice was husky now, the pout replaced by something dangerous. โProve it.โ
Oh, game on. You closed the gap, kissing him hard, all teeth and tongue, pouring every ounce of your frustration into it. He groaned into your mouth, hands sliding up your back, pulling you closer. The fight was still there, simmering under the surface, but it was morphing into something else - something that had you tugging at his hair, his hands slipping under your hoodie, lifting it up to feel your skin against skin.
โStill mad?โ you murmured against his lips, grinding down just enough to make him hiss.
โFurious,โ he growled, flipping you onto your back in one swift move.
He hovered over you, freckles glowing in the soft golden light, looking like a goddamn dream despite the attitude.
โBut youโre making it real hard to stay that way.โ he whispered, and you smirked, hooking a leg around his waist. โGood. Now shut up and make up with me properly.โ
The door creaked open just then, and Chrisโs voice cut through the haze.
โYo, Lix, you good? Oh - shit.โ Chris stood frozen at the door for a moment his eyes fixed on you, before scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. โGuess you two worked it out.โ
โGet out!โ Felix yelled and Chris literally scrambled out, and you could hear Hyunjin cackling in the background, before the door slammed shut.ย Hyunjin's loud screams rocked the house next, and you both lay there, eyes still on the door.
Felix sighed before looking back at you, a slow, wicked smile spreading across his face.
โWhere were we?โ
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โ๏ฝก๐ฆน ห ๐ผ ห๏ฝกโ save me , bro
prompt some guy is pestering you and you text your boyfriend to come and save you
pairing bf!skz x fem!reader
genre bf!skz, uhhh crack ?, bro idk
warnings jeongin's own is a tiny bit suggestive, minho's hissing, implications of a brawl, light mode
a/n not my usual aesthetic since my friend has my laptop now so i tried to limit all conversations to 1 screenshot and i didn't even try to find a gif to go along with this , so forgive me and the lack of other links. they'll be fixed when my laptop comes back to me!
โ๏ฝก๐ฆน ห ๐ผ ห๏ฝกโ
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When you fall asleep on their shoulder- skz maknae line



Genre: Fluff | Comfort | Slice of Life
Warning: Extreme softness, physical touch (shoulder leaning), light romantic/platonic interpretation
Han
The two of you were lying side by side on the living room floor, rain tapping against the windows, a soft lofi playlist playing in the background. You were wrapped in a shared blanket, cheeks warm from laughing earlier.
Jisung was telling you a story, something silly about his trainee days, when he felt you shift closer, your head slowly falling onto his shoulder.
โYahโฆโ he whispered, looking down. โDonโt tell me you just knocked out in the middle of my story.โ
You didnโt respond.
He let out a breathy laugh. โWowโฆ thatโs rude,โ he teased quietly, but he couldnโt hide the fondness in his voice.
Carefully, he reached down and pulled the edge of the blanket higher around you, then tilted his head to rest gently against yours.
โYouโre lucky youโre this adorable,โ he murmured. โYouโre likeโฆ my favorite kind of peace, you know that?โ
Then, quieter:
โLetโs stay like this a little longer. Just you and me, doing nothing... and it still feels perfect.โ
Felix
You had both gone out for a night walk, but the cool breeze and late hour made you sleepy. Back at the dorm, Felix made you some hot chocolate, and you both sat by the window wrapped in a fluffy blanket.
You leaned your head against his shoulder, eyes fluttering closed while he talked about stars and dreams.
He stopped mid-sentence when he realized you werenโt responding.
โ...Y/N?โ he whispered.
He peeked down and saw your peaceful face, your breathing slow and even.
โOh my angel,โ he whispered, his voice soft with affection. โYou mustโve been so tired.โ
Felix slowly took your mug from your hands and placed it on the table, then wrapped both arms around you gently. He kissed the top of your head and leaned his cheek there.
โIโll stay right here,โ he whispered. โEven if the world spins fast outside... Iโll stay still for you.โ
And for the rest of the night, he didnโt move an inch.
Seungmin
You were both holed up in a cozy corner of the campus library, surrounded by open books and soft yellow light. You had been studying for hours, slowly slumping lower and lower until finally, your head bumped gently onto Seungminโs shoulder.
He looked down, surprised. โ...Y/N?โ
When you didnโt respond, he huffed out a soft sigh and shook his head with a small smile.
โYou really fell asleep here?โ he muttered, pretending to be annoyed. โIn public? On me?โ
But his hand moved instinctively, pulling your hoodie hood over your head so the light wouldnโt bother you.
โYou must trust me a lot, huh?โ he said after a moment, voice much softer now. โTo fall asleep like thisโฆโ
He glanced around before carefully scooting closer, letting your head rest more comfortably.
"Don't worry," he whispered. "Iโll wake you before the librarian kicks us out."
I.N (Jeongin)
You were riding the train together after a long day out, your head bobbing every few seconds as sleep tried to pull you under. Jeongin was sitting beside you, holding your shopping bags, when you finally gave in, your head gently falling onto his shoulder.
He stiffened instantly, eyes wide. โW-What do I do?โ
He turned his head slowly to look at you, blushing hard at how calm and sweet you looked. His heart was practically thumping in his ears.
He sat frozen for a moment, then carefully adjusted his arm so you could lean more comfortably.
โOkay. No moving. No breathing too loud. Youโre trusting me with your whole nap right now,โ he whispered to himself.
Then he quietly smiled, cheeks still flushed.
โYouโre the cutest when you sleep,โ he whispered, so softly no one could hear. โI hope you dream about me.โ
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W h e r e V a m p i r e ! S K Z L i k e s t o B i t e Y o u
Vampire!SKZ OT8 x Reader | eight fangs. eight fixations. and every filthy way they ruin you where it hurts the most
๐synopsis: You thought you knew desire. You thought you understood sex. Then they bit you. This isn't love. This is hunger. Worship. Power. A kiss laced with venom. A cock buried in your cunt while your blood runs hot down their chin. Eight vampires. Eight bite locations. Eight ways to lose your mind and beg for more.
๐a/n: Welcome to fucking Wreck Me Wednesdays. This was supposed to be โmini.โ Instead I wrote eight vampire sex case files with feeding traits, bite kinks, and full-blown NSFW lore. Somewhere between Chanโs heartbite and Han's โmine mine mine,โ I lost the plot and my soul. Some are longer. Some are feral. Some are shorter. All of them ruined me and they shall ruin you too. Read responsibly. Stay hydrated. Stretch your legs. Cry in the bathtub. p.s. reblog = consent to be ruined by a vampire. p.p.s. Tell me who broke you. For science. p.p.p.s. pls enjoy the song :3. i will also get to the asks later today, haven't forgotten!
โ ๏ธ warnings: NSFW / 18+ ONLY โ minors will be fed to Minho. This series contains graphic vampire smut and feral content not suitable for the emotionally stable | Bloodplay + feeding during sex | Biting (everywhere) | Obsessive/possessive behavior | Power dynamics (soft dom to unhinged dom) | Crying, overstimulation, choking on moans | Praise kink, degradation kink, breeding kink | Fang kinks. Vein kinks. Chest kinks. Thigh kinks. | Oral (receiving + giving), rough sex, soft sex, bubble bath sex, rage sex
๐credits: dividers by @cafekitsune
๐ฉ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ช BANG CHAN // Abnormal Vampire Obsessed with control. Addicted to your pulse.
๐ฉธPREFERRED BITE LOCATION โฃ Neck or heart โ where the pulse is loudest. He wants to hear it skip.
๐FEEDING STYLE โฃ Controlled. Lethal. Intimate. โฃ Always timed with orgasm. May edge before bite. โฃ Often restraints you during feeding. Uses voice as a binding tool.
๐ซEFFECT ON SUBJECT โฃ Rapid heartbeat. โฃ Dissociation from overstimulation. โฃ Emotional dependency post-bite. โฃ High risk of imprinting.
โ ๏ธPROGNOSIS โฃ Orgasmic blood-loss. โฃ Neck bites mid-thrust = blackout-level pleasure. โฃ Heart bites = ego death. Immediate sobbing. โฃ Lingering soreness + possession marks.
๐ฉ CASE STUDY 001 ๐ช
"Strip. Slowly."
You're standing in front of himโalready trembling, already soaked. He hasnโt touched you. Not yet. Just sits back on the velvet chaise like heโs watching a performance he paid for in centuries. Legs spread. Shirt open. Mouth smiling, fangs peeking. Hands not on you.
Not yet.
You undress like you're unwrapping something forbidden. And his eyes donโt leave your chest. Not even once.
"There," he murmurs when your top hits the floor, voice like silk over blade. "It stutters when you know where I'm going to bite. Do you want it tonight?"
You nod, breathless.
"Words, darling."
"...yes. Please."
It doesn't take long, really it doesn't. Because one second you were putting on a show for him, stripping, peeling layer by later until you were naked and suddenly, you were now laid down on the bed with Chan knelt between your thighs, breathing against your cunt without touching.
With only one single kiss, not touching. Not yet.
"So warm here. You've been aching for me all night, haven't you? Dripping for me. Thinking about how it'll feel when I bite your chest and fuck you until your name melts off your tongue?"
You whimper, nod, hips twitchingโbut his hands grip your thighs down firm and leans forward, tongue finally movingโnot inside youโno, he flicks along your folds. One stroke. One taste. Then stops.
"Mm. You're going to wait for me to bite. I'll have to make you cum with my mouth first."
He eats you out slowly. Sinfully. Like a king savouring dessert before the main course. Fingers spreading you, tongue teasing, lips sucking your clit just barely enough to make your stomach tense. Then he stops. Over and over. Until you're crying, hips grinding, begging.
"PleaseโChan, pleaseโfuckโjust let meโ"
"Let you what?" he says, smiling against your pussy. "Bleed? Break? Cum?"
"Yesโfuck, yesโall of it."
He hums against your cunt like you gave him a goddamn prayer.
"All of it, huh?" He drags his tongue up slowly, catching your clit just to hear the gasp he wrings from your throat. "Then keep those thighs open. Let me earn it."
And he does.
His mouth descends like a curse and a promise, this time not stopping. He licks like heโs reading scripture off your skin. Like heโs memorizing the shape of your moans. Two fingers press in, curling perfectly, while his tongue circles your clit with calculated cruelty. Heโs not being sweetโheโs being precise. Every flick, every suck, every curl of his fingers is designed to make your legs tremble and your mind splinter.
โThere it is,โ he growls into you when your hips start bucking. โSo fucking wet, baby. You gonna cum like this? Before I even bite?โ
You try to answer. You really do. But itโs already happening. Your stomach tightens, thighs trembling, mouth open on a silent scream as your orgasm crashes downโhot, humiliating, perfect.
He doesnโt stop.
Licks through your orgasm, dragging it out. Groaning low, fingers still thrusting, until youโre gasping, writhing, overstimulated and dripping. Thenโfinallyโhe pulls back. Just enough to lift his head.
His mouth is wet. His chin shines with your slick. And his eyesโgod, his eyesโare blown wide, black with hunger. โNow youโre ready,โ he says, voice darker, lower. โNow youโll taste right.โ
He climbs up your body slowly, kneeing your thighs further apart as he goes. One hand cages your throatโnot tight, just presentโand the other cups your breast, thumb rubbing lazy circles around your nipple.
And then he leans in. Presses his lips right over your heart. The bite is sudden. Deep.
Your blood floods his mouth, and he moansโmoansโlike itโs better than sex, like itโs what heโs been starving for. His hips grind against yours as he drinks, hard cock pressing against your folds like a promise. Youโre shaking beneath himโyour orgasm still echoing, your body pulsing, blood pouring into his mouth like a gift only he deserves.
And thenโjust when you start to go dizzyโhe pulls back. Fangs red. Lips stained. Chest heaving.
โStill with me?โ His voice is rough, wrecked with restraint. โBecause Iโm not done.โ
You nodโbut barely. Your whole body is trembling, and your vision is hazy, floating from the orgasm and the blood loss and the fact that he bit your fucking heart like it was a fruit heโs waited centuries to taste.
And heโs still fully dressed. Shirt unbuttoned, dark slacks hugging his thighs, belt still on. Youโre naked and wrecked and soaked, but heโs untouched. Pressed against you, blood-slick mouth and cock hard against your pussyโbut untouched. โLook at me,โ he whispers, dragging his fingers down your side, over the bite mark, over your trembling hips. โLook at me while I feed you something else.โ
And then he leans back.
Slowly. Casually.
Undoing his belt with one hand, unzipping his pants like he's got all the time in the world. His eyes never leave yours as he slides them down just enough to free himselfโhis cock thick, flushed dark red, leaking at the tip, veins mapped like sin. You swear it twitches when he sees your thighs shake.
โSo fucking pretty like this,โ he murmurs, wrapping one hand around the base and giving himself a lazy pump. โOpen. Dripping. Ruined. And all for me.โ
He strokes himself slow, torturing, his fist sliding up over the head and back down, slicking it with precum while his other hand presses down on your lower belly, keeping you there.
โYou feel that?โ he asks, dragging the head of his cock through your folds. โThatโs mine now. This heat. This slick little cunt. Your bloodโs still warm inside me and now Iโm going to fuck it back into you.โ
You sob. Actually sob. Because even just the way he slides against your foldsโup and down, dragging over your clit, teasing your entranceโitโs too much.
โPlease, Chan,โ you whisper, voice hoarse, โI want you insideโI want to feel itโI canโtโโ
โYes, you can.โ He lines himself up. Presses the head in just a little. Just enough to make you gasp. โYouโll take it. Every inch. Slow.โ
And he means it.
He pushes in inch by devastating inch, watching your face the entire timeโwatching your mouth fall open, your eyes flutter, your back arch. You feel every ridge, every vein, the stretch of him parting you slowly like heโs carving space for himself where no one else belongs.
โThatโs it,โ he groans, voice breaking. โSo fucking tight.โ Another inch. Another. โGod, youโre squeezing me like you missed me.โ
You cry out. Not from pain. From pleasure. From the overwhelming fullness, from the feel of him dragging along your soaked, overstimulated walls.
He pauses halfway in. Just pausesโhips pressed flush, cock twitching inside you, breath hot against your cheek.
โYou want more?โ he asks, fangs still out. โTell me. Tell me how bad you want me to fill you.โ
โPlease,โ you gasp, tears spilling, voice trembling. โI need itโI need you insideโall of youโfuck, Chan, please.โ
His hips snap forward. You scream. He bottoms out with one deep thrust, cock buried to the hilt, and the stretch burns so good.
โThere,โ he grits, grinding slow, deep, merciless. โThatโs what I wanted. That fucking clench. That pretty little scream.โ He stays buried in you for a momentโdeepโjust breathing, letting your walls flutter and your cunt adjust to the full stretch of him. Your legs instinctively wrap around his waist, trying to lock him in, but he just smirks.
And then he starts.
Slow. Precise. The first few thrusts feel like worshipโor punishmentโdragging out so achingly slow that your body clenches tighter, trying to chase what he wonโt give you. His hips roll, grinding into you, the thick weight of him pressing against every oversensitive inch of your soaked, blood-drunk cunt.
โFuck, you feel perfect,โ he groans, head dropping to your throat as he sets a slow, grinding rhythm. โSo fucking warm. So tight. You gonna cry for me again, sweetheart?โ
You already are. Youโre gasping, eyes glassy, body shaking as he rocks into you with that slow, devastating rhythm. One of his hands cradles your face, the other beside your head, keeping you exactly where he wants you.
And thenโhe leans in. Mouth dragging across your skin. Kissing your jaw, your cheek, your lips, your throat. Peppering kisses like youโre sacred. His fangs scrape lightly down your neck and you twitch underneath him.
โYou like that?โ he whispers, lips brushing your ear. โThe fangs. The pressure. You want me to bite again, donโt you?โ
Your breath stutters. He knows. Of course he knows.
โNot yet,โ he murmurs, thrusting deeper. โNot until you cum on my cock. Not until Iโm so deep you forget how to speak.โ
He picks up the pace nowโstill controlled, but faster. Harder. The sound of skin slapping, of your soaked cunt swallowing him in, fills the room along with your moans. Your nails drag down his back. Your hips rise to meet his.
โThatโs it. Take it, baby. Take all of me. That greedy little pussy was made for me, wasnโt it?โ
You nod frantically. โYesโfuck, yesโmade for you, only youโโ
He kisses you. Hard. Bruising. Tongue sliding past your lips like he owns your mouth too. And when he pulls back, his eyes are pitch black, fangs still bared, lips red from your blood.
โSay it again.โ
โMade for you,โ you cry. โYours. Only yours.โ
โGood fucking girl.โ
His pace snaps harder nowโdeep, perfect strokesโone hand gripping your thigh, the other pressed firm against your throat. His body curves over yours, keeping you pinned while he fucks you like heโs staking a claim inside your cunt.
Your legs tighten around him. Your belly coils. You feel your orgasm buildingโhot and sharp and dizzying.
โYou gonna cum again?โ he pants, rutting harder now. โGonna let me feel it? Let me feel that pretty little pussy milk me while I drink from your heart again?โ
You sob. You nod. You beg.
โPlease, pleaseโbite meโfuck, Chanโpleaseโโ
And thatโs all it takes. He thrusts deep, one last time, grinding hard against your cervix, and then bitesโagainโright over your heart.
You cum instantly. Your walls clench so hard around his cock it triggers his own orgasmโthick, hot, flooding you as he groans into your skin, drinking and thrusting and owning you. When he finally pulls back, heโs panting, licking the wound tenderly. Your bodyโs tremblingโsoaked, stuffed, claimedโand he just looks down at you like youโre a masterpiece.
Chan leans down, kissing your lips so softly now. "You're mine sweetheart. Bloody, body, soul."
๐ฉ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ช LEE KNOW // Abnormal Vampire Sadist in silk. Devours screams. Fuck-first, feed-later type.
๐ฉธ PREFERRED BITE LOCATION โฃ Inner thigh โ where you're softest, where you beg hardest.
๐ FEEDING STYLE โฃ Slow. Pain-laced. Erotic. โฃ Often feeds while fucking from behind. โฃ Fingerplay firstโhe has to feel you fall apart before the bite.
๐ซ EFFECT ON SUBJECT โฃ Shaking legs. Sore hips. Oversensitive clit. โฃ Mind-fracture from orgasm + blood loss combination. โฃ Known to cause dehydration, bruising, and uncontrollable sobbing. โฃ Marked behavioral changes: submission, clinginess, obsession.
โ ๏ธ PROGNOSIS โฃ Orgasm coincides with bite. Scream = trigger. โฃ Thigh bites may cause blackout + limp for 2โ3 days. โฃ Post-bite euphoria. Known to whisper โagainโ while youโre still twitching. โฃ Irreversible addiction risk. Do not engage without safe word.
๐ฉ CASE STUDY 002 ๐ช
โYouโre not gonna cum until I tell you to. Understand?โ
His voice is silk-coated steelโlow and lethal. Youโre on your back, naked, legs spread wide on the silk sheets, with Lee Know fully clothed beside you. Not even undressing. Just watching. Eyes dragging over your soaked cunt like itโs something he owns. Like it exists to be ruined.
You nod, desperate.
โUse your words.โ His eyes narrow, lips curling with warning. โIf you want my fingers inside you, youโd better earn them.โ
โYes. I understand,โ you breathe. โPleaseโMinho, I need itโโ
He hums, finally moving. One hand strokes up your thigh, so gentle it makes you shiver. โSo polite,โ he murmurs. โAnd already dripping. All this for me?โ
Two fingers press between your folds, parting you slowly. You moan. He doesnโt move fastโhe just teases. Up and down, collecting slick. Spreading it messily across your clit before tapping it, sharp and precise.
You jerk. He laughs softly.
โNo cumming, sweetheart,โ he reminds you, before pushing a finger in.
You moan, clenching instantly. Heโs slow at first, curling upward to find that spot, rubbing it deliberately. Then a second finger. Scissoring, stretching. His thumb rubs lazy circles over your clit, but never enough. Never fast.
And when you start to tighten around him, about to tip overโhe pulls out.
You scream. He smiles.
โAgain,โ he says, and starts over. Fingers, curl, rub, dragโstop. Over. And over. By the fourth time, your bodyโs twitching. Your thighs shake. Your hands are fisting the sheets. โMinhoโfuck, pleaseโIโm going to lose itโโ
โGood.โ He leans over, mouth brushing your ear. โThen maybe youโll behave.โ
He grabs your hips, flips you over in one smooth motionโonto your knees, chest to the sheets. One hand presses between your shoulder blades, forcing your spine into a perfect arch. The other? Slipping down to play with your pussy again.
โYouโre so wet baby,โ he murmurs, dragging his fingers back through your folds. โIโve barely done anything.โ
You sob into the sheets. Then you feel itโhis tongue. On your inner thigh. Not your pussy. Not yet. Just slow, deliberate licks on the sensitive skin right near your pulse point.
You freeze.
โOh, did you think Iโd forgotten about the bite?โ he purrs.
He kisses the skin first. Then bites. His fangs sink in with a sharp, hot pain that melts instantly into pure fucking ecstasy. Your vision goes white. Your arms give out. You cry out, body trembling as blood leaves you in slow, sensual pulses.
And the second his mouth pulls backโ
Heโs undoing his pants.
You hear the belt unbuckle. The zipper lower. Then feel itโhis cock, thick and flushed, dragging through your soaked folds. โYou want this?โ he asks, voice darker now. โWant to be fucked while your thighs are still bleeding?โ
โYesโfuck, yesโpleaseโโ
He slides in.
No warning. No mercy. One smooth, brutal thrust that knocks the air out of you. His hips slam into your ass, cock buried to the hilt, and he groansโdeep and gutturalโlike he just found heaven inside your cunt. โFuck,โ he pants, grabbing your hips with bruising force. โSo tight. Still twitching from that bite?โ
He doesnโt wait.
He starts moving. Deep, hard thrusts that punch cries from your throat. Your back arches, cheek pressed to the sheets as he fucks you in a perfect rhythmโevery stroke hitting exactly where you need him.
And he does not stop.
โCry for me,โ he growls, slapping your ass. โScream. Let them hear how good I fuck whatโs mine.โ
You scream. You cry. You babble his name like a prayer.
โThatโs right,โ he hisses, hips snapping faster. โFucking perfect.โ
Youโre gone. Broken. Bleeding. Full. And when your orgasm is close, when you're just about to cumโhe doesnโt stop you. โLet go,โ he pants. โGive it to me. I want to feel this cunt strangle my cock.โ
You do. You collapse, sobbing, shaking, cumming so hard your thighs go limp. But he doesnโt stop.
Minho groans through his teeth and keeps thrustingโfucking you through your orgasm like heโs chasing something deeper. His grip bruises your hips, cock dragging through your soaked, fluttering walls, harder now, rougher.
โYou sound so pretty when you break,โ he mutters, voice wrecked. โI can feel it. Every pulse. Every squeeze. You're milking my cock like you want me to stay inside forever.โ
You whimper, twitching under him, nerves fried, cunt still clenching in aftershocks. Your body is shakingโnumb, overstimulatedโbut he fucks you through it, like you owe him every second.
โIโm close,โ he growls, burying himself deep. โGonna fill you upโfuck, just like thisโโ
A sharp snap of his hips, one final grindโand then he spills into you with a broken sound, teeth bared, fangs glinting. His cum is hot, thick, flooding your sore cunt as he presses as deep as he can, breathing hard against your spine.
But heโs not done. Not even close.
The second his cock slips freeโwet and dripping with both of youโheโs flipping you over again. Your bodyโs limp, arms trembling, blood drying sticky on your thigh. You can barely focus. Barely breathe.
But you feel him. The press of his mouth. The heat of his breath.
โStill bleeding here,โ he murmurs, fingers parting your thigh. โAnd youโre still so warm.โ
He doesnโt give you time to answer before he bites again.
Same thigh. New wound.
You screamโnot from pain, but from the crash of sensation. The moment his fangs sink in, your body floods with another unbearable wave. Youโre twitching, crying, clenching around nothingโyour cunt soaked, still dripping his cumโwhile he drinks, slow and deep.
Every pull of his mouth makes your stomach tighten. Your hands claw at the sheets. Youโre deliriousโgoneโhis mouth on your thigh, blood leaving in perfect rhythm with the mess between your legs.
He moans softly against your skin. Then he pulls back. Lips stained. Fangs gleaming. Blood running down your thigh like a love letter written in ruin.
He crawls over your body, eyes dark and hungry still. โIโm not done with you yet,โ he murmurs, licking the blood from his lips. โBut Iโll let you restโฆโ
One hand strokes your cheek, surprisingly soft.
โFor now.โ
๐ฉ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ช SEO CHANGBIN // Normal Vampire Made of muscle, menace, and moans..
๐ฉธ PREFERRED BITE LOCATION โฃ Below the ribs or just above the hipbone
๐ FEEDING STYLE โฃ Possessive. Worshipful. โฃ He growls when he drinks, like it's carnal. โฃ Usually feeds during sex. Leaves deep bruises around the wound from how hard he grips.
๐ซ EFFECT ON SUBJECT โฃ Breathless moaning. โฃ Clawing, overstimulated orgasms. โฃ Emotional grounding. Heightened intimacy. โฃ High likelihood of imprinting if bitten more than once.
โ ๏ธ PROGNOSIS โฃ Feral rut-level fucking. โฃ Bruised hips, shaky legs, blood-drunk sobs. โฃ Bite leaves a phantom heat that spreads like wildfire. โฃ Will absolutely carry you to a bath after and tell you you did so well.
๐ฉ CASE STUDY 003 ๐ช
You were teasing him. You didnโt mean toโbut you were.
The corset was tight. The skirt was short. Your lipstick matched the red of your bite mark from two nights ago. You were only supposed to drop off the file he needed but you knew what the outfit would do to him. What it always did.
And the moment he looked up from his desk and saw you?
All bets were off.
Heโs already panting when he slams the door shut behind you. One heartbeat later, you're pinned to the wallโhard. His broad chest flush against your back, his breath already ragged and hot against your ear.
You hear the low, animalistic growl deep in his chest before you feel itโrumbling through you like a warning.
Or a promise.
Because youโre standing there in his office after midnight, wearing nothing but a black lace corset that cups your breasts high, a tiny pleated skirt that barely covers your ass, and delicate pantiesโthin, sheer, soaked. Stockings, too. Garter belt. Lip gloss still shimmering.
You knew what you were doing.
And so does he.
โTake that shit off,โ he growls, voice already thick with bloodlust and need.
You turnโbarelyโand meet his eyes. Theyโre black. Fully fucking black.
And youโre soaked.
โChangbinโโ you whisper, breath hitching, thighs pressing together. Itโs not a protest. Itโs a plea.
He doesnโt wait. Doesnโt ask. One sharp tug and your corset jerks loose at the backโripped. Another growl, and your panties are shredded in his hands, lace in tatters. The air hits your bare skin and you whimper.
โYou fucking tease,โ he snarls, grabbing a handful of your ass. โWalking in here dressed like this? Like a fucking offering?โ
You squeak as he grabs you under the thighs and liftsโone arm. Just one arm and you're airborne, slammed back against the wall like you weigh nothing to him.
Because to him? Youโre not fragile. Youโre his.
His mouth crashes into yoursโhot, brutal, claiming. His tongue is deep before you can breathe. Fangs brush your lower lip and nick the skin just enough for blood to bloom, sweet and fresh, and he moans against your mouth.
โYou wore this for me?โ he growls between kisses. โFucking knew it. Knew you were trying to get ruined.โ
You nod frantically, breathless. โPleaseโneed itโneed youโโ
Then he drops. To his knees. Fast. Like gravity yanked him straight down. Heโs still fully dressed in black slacks, fitted shirt, sleeves rolled up. Muscles bulging, chest heaving, mouth already parted. And you? Youโre bare nowโcorset loosened, panties gone, skirt hiked up around your waist, legs trembling over his shoulders.
Your back hits the cold wall. Your pussy is right at his eye level. And he looks up at you like heโs about to worship you.
Or destroy you.
โFucking look at you,โ he growls, dragging his thumbs up your inner thighs to spread you wider. โYou're soaked. All this for me?โ
You canโt speak. You nod. His smirk turns feral. โGood.โ
He doesn't waist a second, Changbin devours you.
No teasing. No buildup. His tongue dives in like heโs starvingโwide and wet, licking through your folds with a brutal, messy hunger that makes you cry out on impact.
โF-fuckโChangbinโโ
He groans. Moans into your pussy like itโs his favorite meal, nose buried, chin soaked, lips dragging up your slit again and again until theyโre flushed and swollen with your slick. His tongue curls up to your clitโflicks, circles, sucks. Sloppy and relentless.
Then?
He starts making out with it.
No joke. Full mouth. Open, hot, filthy kisses against your cuntโlike heโs Frenching your pussy with every ounce of his desperate need. Tongue moving deep inside, then sliding up to wrap around your clit, sucking hard, then soft, then hard again. Over and over.
Your legs are shaking on his shoulders.
He drags one arm around your ass, pressing you closer to his mouth, while his free hand slides two thick fingers insideโcurling, fucking, spreading your walls until you're gasping like youโre being split open.
Heโs growling into your cunt, fingers pounding, tongue flicking your clit like heโs trying to drag the orgasm out of you with brute force.
โCome on,โ he pants between slurps. โGive it to me. Cum on my tongue, babyโnowโโ
Your scream tears through the room. It breaks you. Your orgasm hits like a punch to the gutโraw, loud, endless. Your whole body locks. Your thighs clamp around his head. Your vision goes black for a second.
And he fucking loves it.
Keeps sucking through it. Fingers still thrusting. His mouth sealing over your clit again as if your climax is what heโs been waiting for all day.
Only when youโre gasping, limp, twitchingโonly then does he finally rise.
And fuck, he looks good.
Mouth soaked. Chin gleaming. Eyes still black. Fangs bared.
You barely have time to catch your breath before his hands are movingโfast. Belt undone with a sharp snap, pants shoved down, briefs yanked below his thighs. His cock springs freeโthick, flushed, already leaking at the tip. Harder than sin.
You donโt even get a chance. Because suddenlyโhe lifts you. Again. Effortlessly. Strong arms under your thighs, back slammed against the wall. And this time, he doesnโt wait.
He slams into you.
One thrustโbrutal, perfectโand heโs fully inside. Stretching you open. Your head rolls back, mouth open in a soundless scream as your cunt grips him like a vice.
โFuckโyes,โ he snarls against your throat. โThatโs itโtight little pussyโknew you could take it.โ
He doesnโt stop.
He fucks you into the wall. Rough. Desperate. Fast and deep and relentless. The slap of skin on skin echoes, your moans ricochet off the walls, and his name is the only thing you remember how to say.
โChangbinโChangbinโoh fuckโโ
He groans against your skin. โYouโre mine.โ
And then?
He bites. Hard.
Right into your neckโfangs sinking deep, blood spilling into his mouth like wine from a sacred chalice. You scream, thighs trembling, orgasm threatening again just from the pain, the pressure, the possessive violence of it.
But heโs not done.
He licks the bite. Bites againโyour shoulder this time. Then your collarbone. Then your neck again.
Everywhere.
Like he needs you in his mouth, over and over, just to stay grounded. Like drinking you is the only thing keeping him sane. His cock is ruthless inside youโdragging through your soaked walls, pounding harder each time you clench around him.
Your head spins.
Heโs drunk on you. Absolutely gone.
โFucking addictive,โ he snarls. โGonna mark you everywhere. Fill you up. Drain you dry. Fuckโthis pussyโs perfectโsqueezing me like it wants to bleed.โ
Your hands claw at his back. Your nails dig into his shoulders. He loves it. Groans from deep in his chest. Slams into you even harder.
โTake it,โ he growls. โFucking take it. All of it. Donโt you dare stop squeezing meโmake me cum, baby.โ
You do.
Your orgasm hits again, body seizing, cunt fluttering around his cock like itโs made to wring him dryโand he loses it.
With a guttural snarl, he slams in deepโhips grinding, cock twitching as he spills inside you in heavy, scorching pulses.
But he doesnโt pull out.
Doesnโt move.
Just stays thereโcock buried, teeth still scraping your neck, hands fisting in your hair and thigh like youโre the only thing anchoring him to this plane.
He pants. Shudders. Then licks your wounds. Gently. Worshipfully.
โMine,โ he whispers, pressing kisses to every bite mark. โFucking mine. And Iโm never letting go.โ
๐ฉ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ช HWANG HYUNJIN // Abnormal Vampire Beauty made ruin. Moans like a prayer. Kisses like a curse.
๐ฉธ PREFERRED BITE LOCATION โฃ Pulse points โ wrists, neck, inner thighs
๐ FEEDING STYLE โฃ Hypnotic. Addictive. Laced in poetry and pain. โฃ Always bites during orgasm. Sometimes mid-cry. โฃ Tongue traces first. Fangs follow like a kiss you asked for in a dream.
๐ซ EFFECT ON SUBJECT โฃ Euphoria-induced sobbing. Clutching, clawing, surrendering. โฃ Heart palpitations, glossy eyes, speech loss โฃ Often left with multiple bite marks in one sessionโeach placed like a secret
โ ๏ธ PROGNOSIS โฃ Known to say โYouโre mineโ while youโre still moaning. โฃ Multiple orgasms expected. Blood + sex high overlap. โฃ Post-bite daze may last hours. Often found still shaking in his arms. โฃ Extreme bond-forming. Danger of becoming his favorite. And never leaving.
๐ฉ CASE STUDY 004 ๐ช
You feel him before you see him.
That overwhelming stillness, the kind that drowns out thought. Your breath catchesโand then there he is, walking in like a vision, black silk shirt half-buttoned, pale chest glistening, golden hair slightly damp like heโs just stepped out of a dream.
Hyunjin doesn't speak at first. He just walks toward you. Barefoot. Soft steps. Eyes fixed on you like youโre the only thing in the world that exists.
And then?
โYou wore my favorite,โ he murmurs, fingertips brushing the strap of your lace slip. โIvory. Like fresh canvas.โ
His lips ghost over your collarbone. Not a kiss. Not yet.
โIโve been thinking about this,โ he whispers, โall night. What color youโll bleed for me. What sound youโll make when I make you fall apart.โ
You tremble.
He lifts your chin gently, eyes gleaming obsidian. โLie back, baby. Let me paint.โ
You obey, shivering as you settle onto the bedโbare skin against cool silk, thighs pressed together from sheer need. He doesnโt make you wait long. Just climbs over you slowly, like youโre delicate, precious, sacred.
And then his mouth is on your wrist. Kissing. Worshipping.
โIโll start here,โ he breathes. โWhere your pulse is softest.โ
The bite is slow. Precise. A sharp flash of heat as his fangs pierce your skin, followed by dizzying pleasureโalmost like heโs sipping your soul. He groans, low and ruined, as your blood coats his tongue.
โMmmโฆ divine,โ he whispers against your wrist, pulling back only to let the droplets smear along his lips. โBut I want more.โ
His hands trail down. One over your breast, teasing your nipple, the other slipping between your thighs.
โYouโre soaked,โ he hums, licking the blood off his fingers. โDid you get this wet just from the bite?โ
You nod. He smiles like itโs the best thing heโs ever seen.
Thenโhe spreads you.
Kisses down your body, trailing open-mouthed devotion from your chest to your stomach, thighs, thenโ
โOh, fuckโHyunjinโโ
He groans as he reaches your cunt, breathing deep. โSo pretty,โ he murmurs, โand all mine.โ Hyunjin leans in to press a kiss over your clit. Soft. Like the place between your legs is a cathedral and he's repenting with every breath.
His lips brush your folds. Once. Twice. Then his tongue flattens against your clit, slow and wide, dragging up until your hips twitch off the bed.
โSweet,โ he breathes, eyes fluttering closed. โSo fucking sweetโlike nectar, like stars, like sin.โ
You moan.
He moans louder.
Because Hyunjin isnโt just eating you out. Heโs savoring. Every lick is long and deliberate, every press of his tongue a whispered poem. He swirls around your clitโsoft at first, then pointedโthen sucks it into his mouth with such aching, focused gentleness you cry out without warning.
โHyunjinโโ
He groans at the sound of his name. The vibration floods through your cunt.
โSay it again,โ he whispers against you, then kisses your clit again like itโs your mouth. โPlease. Sing for me.โ
โHyunjinโfuckโpleaseโโ
You canโt help it. Youโre squirming, writhing, lost beneath him. Your thighs tremble around his head but he doesnโt let go. One arm wraps behind your waist, anchoring you to his mouth like he canโt stand the idea of you pulling away.
His tongue starts to move fasterโup, down, circle, suckโmessy, wet, worshipful.
Slurping sounds fill the air. His own moans grow desperate. He drags you closer, face buried deep, nose pressed against your clit, tongue flicking mercilessly now. Like heโs not kissing anymoreโheโs feasting.
You sob.
Youโre panting his name like a spell now. Your back arches. Your thighs clamp.
His fingers dig into your skin. His tongue curls up and in. Every noise you make feeds him. Fuels him. Until heโs drunk on it. High on it.
High on you.
When you cum, itโs violent. Like drowning in silk. You clench around nothing, but feel everything. Your body locks. Your mind breaks. Your mouth opensโbut nothing comes out.
And Hyunjin just groans. Like your orgasm was inevitable. A masterpiece finished.
He licks you through it. Sucks gently on your clit like heโs coaxing the last bits of your soul out through your cunt. Then another kiss. And another. Until he finally slows, breath ragged, mouth glossy with you.
His eyes rise to meet yours. Black. Dilated. Reverent.
Your breathingโs still erratic. Limbs heavy. The aftershocks of your orgasm ripple through you in soft, involuntary flinches. And Hyunjin just watches. Licks his lips, eyes locked on the trembling between your thighs like itโs the final frame of a painting heโs not done signing.
Then? He shifts.
You barely register it until his mouth is on your inner thigh.
Not rushed. Not greedy. Justโgentle. Open-mouthed kisses along the softest part of you. His fangs slide out.
You feel the sharp brush of them ghost over your skin. He drags them softly, so softly, up the inside of your thigh, until your hips twitch from the sheer anticipation.
Thenโ
The bite.
Itโs deep. Precise. His fangs sink into the flesh of your inner thigh like they were made for thisโlike your body was crafted just for his teeth. The sting is immediate, yes, but it blooms so quickly into pleasure that your head falls back, lips parted in a choked gasp.
Hyunjin groans the moment your blood hits his tongue.
His hands grip your thighs tighter, anchoring you as he drinks. Slow at first. Then deeper. His throat works in soft, rhythmic swallows. You can hear it. The slick sound of him feeding.
And all the whileโhe moans.
Like heโs tasting divinity. You try to move. He growls. โStay still.โ he breathes against your wound.
He licks the blood as it trails, mouth sticky and stained. Then another kiss. Another bite. This time, just a little higherโcloser to where he just worshipped you with his tongue.
You gasp. The pleasure-pain bursts behind your eyes.
โHyunjinโpleaseโโ
He hums your name into your skin. Wipes his mouth on your thigh like a signature. Then finally climbs up your body, hovering above your face. Eyes on your perfect pillowy lips, but he doesn't kiss immediately. He just hovers. Lets you see the blood on his lipsโyour bloodโbefore whispering: โYouโre mine, now. Iโll paint you in bruises and bites."
Then he kisses you.
Tongue deep. Copper-sweet. Blood-warm and you melt. Melt like puddle in his arms. His arms, exactly where you belong.
๐ฉ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ช HAN JISUNG // Normal Vampire Chaos incarnate. Bites first, thinks later. Addicted to your blood and your moansโequally.
๐ฉธ PREFERRED BITE LOCATION โฃ Side of the neck โฃ Also: your chest, your fingers, your thighsโheโs not picky. Just rabid.
๐ FEEDING STYLE โฃ Chaotic, breathless, unrestrained. โฃ Often bites mid-fuck or right after you cum. โฃ Will feed and finger you at the same time, panting into your blood. โฃ Tastes you like heโs making out with your pulse.
๐ซ EFFECT ON SUBJECT โฃ Overstimulation. Dizziness. Bite-high. โฃ Orgasms feel druggedโlike you're floating underwater. โฃ Can trigger full-body shivers, sobbing, giggles, and collapsing. โฃ Irregular heartbeat post-bite. Known to laugh while you cry.
โ ๏ธ PROGNOSIS โฃ Bite syncs with his orgasm. โฃ Feeds multiple times in one sessionโdonโt expect to walk. โฃ Cums from your taste. Known to say โI need you againโ before heโs even pulled out. โฃ Proceed with caution: addiction is mutual.
๐ฉ CASE STUDY 005 ๐ช
Han Jisung is already naked.
He wasnโt supposed to be. He was supposed to wait. But the second you walked into his apartmentโshort skirt, bare thighs, lipgloss still wetโhe lost his fucking mind. Clothes gone. Fangs out. The kind of wide, dangerous grin that promised disaster and begged for it, too.
โYouโre gonna ride me, yeah?โ he pants, back hitting the bed with a thud. โWanna see your tits bounce while I bite you.โ
You swallow. Nod.
โNo, noโcโmon,โ he grins, already breathless. โSay it. Say youโre gonna ride me like you mean it.โ
โIโm gonna ride you, Ji,โ you whisper, crawling over him. โSo fucking hard.โ
โFuck yesโโ His head drops back, eyes fluttering. โMy girl.โ
You straddle him, feeling his cock hot and thick between your folds. Heโs already leaking, already twitching beneath you. Your slick coats him in seconds. But he doesnโt thrustโno, he waits. Lets you drag your hips up and down until youโre both dizzy with it.
And thenโyou sink down.
โFUCKโโ he cries, hands flying to your hips, gripping so tight youโll bruise. โShitโso warmโso tightโdonโt moveโfuck, baby, let me feel you like thisโโ
But you move anyway.
Start slow. Grinding your hips in circles, milking moans from his throat. He looks wreckedโsweaty, flushed, eyes half-lidded and glowing red. One hand sneaks up to grope your tits. The other stays on your hip, flexing with every grind.
When you start bouncing? He chokes.
โGodโfuckโride meโride me, baby, pleaseโโ
You do.
Faster. Harder. Until your thighs burn and your pussy tightens with each drop. His mouth is everywhereโlicking your collarbone, mouthing at your nipples, biting into your neck without warning.
He drinks. Moans into the wound. Licks the blood like itโs the only thing tethering him to earth.
You scream.
Not from painโfrom pleasure so sharp it cuts. He pulls back, blood smeared on his lips, gasping like you just fucked the soul out of him. โYou taste like heaven,โ he whispers. โFuckโIโm gonna cumโbaby, cum with me, ride me until we breakโโ
You do. Together.
A shared orgasm that hits like a freight train. Your cunt tightens around him in rhythmic spasms, and he holds you through itโgroaning, babbling praise, licking blood from your skin while he cums so hard his whole body shudders beneath you.
But heโs not done.
Because your chest is rising and fallingโvulnerable, flushedโand he leans up, presses one last kiss between your tits.
Then bites again.
And again.
And again.
Your bodyโs still trembling. Muscles twitching. Slick and cum sliding down your thighs where heโs still buried deep inside you, twitching with aftershocks.
But Jisung?
Heโs laughing.
Low. Breathless. A little too unhinged to be safe.
โYouโre still warm,โ he pants, lapping at your collarbone like itโs glazed in sugar. โStill fucking clenching around me. Youโre gonna kill me, baby.โ
You try to answer. You really do. But your brain has melted. Your mouth just opensโgaspingโand thatโs when he bites again.
Right above your heart.
You scream. Loud and broken. His fangs sink into skin like itโs the only place he belongsโlike he can claim you from the inside out. He drinks like youโre water and heโs been parched for centuries. Moans like your blood makes him high. His cock twitches inside you, still half-hard and swelling again.
โFuckโโ he breathes, pulling back, his lips coated crimson. โYouโre sweeter here. I knew you would be.โ
Then he tilts his head. Looks down.
Sees it.
His cum.
Dripping out of your pussy like melted candlewax. A creamy mess of lust and love and loss of control. โOh my fucking god,โ he groans, manic. โI made you drip like this?โ
A pause, a sharp inhale.
โAddicted,โ he whispers. โCompletely fucking addicted. You donโt even knowโbaby, I needโโ
He bites again. Your shoulder this time. Then the other side of your neck. Then the curve of your breast.
He kisses each one after, messy and frantic, tongue smearing blood and spit across your skin like a mad artist painting his masterpiece.
And then?
He flips you. Again.
Pins you down now, hands on either side of your head, his mouth dragging over your body like he canโt choose where to ruin you next. I want to fuck you again,โ he confesses, breath shaking. โWant to stay inside forever. Want to drink until I forget my name.โ
โYou already did,โ you whisper, hoarse.
He grins. Wide. Bloody.
โGood.โ
And then he bites again. This time? Your mouth.
Kisses you so hard his fangs nick your lip. Blood trickles in. He licks it up like a shot of liquor, hands gripping your thighs, your ass, your titsโanywhere he can touch.
"I love you. Mine, mine, mine forever."
๐ฉ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ช LEE FELIX // Abnormal Vampire Soft on the surface, deadly underneath. Sleeps in silk, fucks like a fever dream.
๐ฉธ PREFERRED BITE LOCATION โฃ Over the heart or the curve of your breast
๐ FEEDING STYLE โฃ Gentle at first. Almost shy. Kisses before teeth. โฃ Feeds while holding you closeโrocking, murmuring sweet things into your skin. โฃ But when hunger takes over? He gets lost. Mouth drunk. Eyes glazed. Almost feral.
๐ซ EFFECT ON SUBJECT โฃ Full-body shivers. Skin hypersensitive. โฃ Overstimulation from prolonged oral + emotional collapse after the bite. โฃ Heightened affection post-biteโclinginess, sobbing, echo-pleasure. โฃ Bite mark often becomes an erogenous zone.
โ ๏ธ PROGNOSIS โฃ Dreamwalkers induce trance-like states in partners. Bite can cause mild hallucinations. โฃ Reader may experience floating sensation + blackout orgasms. โฃ Blood-sharing with Felix forms rapid bond. Extremely addictive. โฃ Warning: prolonged exposure may result in crying during aftercare. And begging for more.
๐ฉ CASE STUDY 006 ๐ช
The penthouse is quiet when you return.
Shoes off. Dress unzipped. Champagne still singing in your veins from the gala. Felix walks in behind you, shrugging off his velvet blazer, golden curls loose around his temples, skin glowing under soft amber lighting.
He looks too goodโblack silk shirt open at the chest, fangs glinting behind his smile, eyes already darker than they should be. Not hunger. Something else.
Devotion.
"You were perfect tonight," he murmurs, fingers ghosting your waist as he draws you toward the bathroom. โBut I didnโt like sharing you.โ
Your heartbeat stutters. โYou werenโt exactly subtle either,โ you whisper, recalling the way his hand had stayed glued to your lower back all evening, lips to your ear at every chance, voice dipped low with possessive undertones. Like you were his prize.
His worship.
His next meal.
Felix chuckles. โNo. I wasnโt.โ
The tub fills behind youโsteaming, lavender-scented, full of white foam and rose petals. His idea, of course. He always did prefer indulgence after restraint.
He helps you in like youโre made of porcelain. Your skin sinks into the warmth with a sigh. Felix climbs in after, settling behind you, legs spread so youโre seated snugly between them. Your back hits his bare chest, and already, you can feel it.
The thrum beneath his skin. The restraint snapping thread by thread.
โYou wore that dress to kill me,โ he murmurs, mouth against your neck. โSlit up to your hip. No bra. Lace so sheer I could see the curve of your nipples under every chandelier.โ
You smile. โAnd?โ
โAnd now Iโm going to take my time with you.โ
His hands cup your breasts from behind. Thumbs flicking your nipples. Bubbles cling to his wrists, his forearms. His lips drag up your neck. Soft. Featherlight.
Then sharp.
A kiss firstโthen a bite.
Fangs sink in, clean and deep, right beneath your jaw. You gasp, head falling back against his shoulder as the pain melts into pleasure. He drinks slowโjust a few sips, just enough to make you squirmโand licks the wound clean with a reverent groan.
โSo sweet tonight,โ he whispers. โYou taste like champagne and sin.โ
You whimper.
His hands trail lower. One slips down between your thighs, parting you under the water, fingers pressing into your cunt with aching care. The other? Gliding over your thigh, then gripping it, spreading you wider for him.
He doesnโt tease.
Two fingers sink inโslick, hot, stretching you open as the water laps around you. His thumb finds your clit, circles slow and steady. The angle is perfect. Deep. Focused.
"You always take me so well,โ he breathes into your skin. โEven when youโre trembling.โ
You are. Shaking, helpless, your body already wrung too tight. The bite. The warmth. The way he touches you like heโs composing a symphony.
And thenโhe pulls you closer.
โRide me,โ he whispers. โLike you did the last time I fed on your heart.โ
You whimper. Turn in his arms, straddling him with the water sloshing over the edge. His cock is already hard, flushed, pressed against your stomach as you rise onto your knees.
He watches you. Eyes half-lidded. Blood-drunk.
When you sink down on himโslow, stretching around his thick lengthโyou both moan. Your nails dig into his shoulders. His hands grip your waist like heโs anchoring himself to reality.
โFuckโbabyโyou feel like velvet,โ he chokes out. โSo wet. So fucking warmโโ
You start to move.
The rhythm is gentle at first. Slippery skin, heavy breaths, the sound of water shifting with every roll of your hips. Felix bites your shoulder. Then your collarbone. Then lower, tongue lapping blood before it cools, fangs sinking in again like heโs trying to mark every inch.
You're bleeding. You're riding. You're both coming undone.
โLook at you,โ he groans. โDripping for me. Bleeding for me. My perfect little canvas.โ
Your orgasm builds like a tideโslow, inevitable. His cock hits all the right places, his hands guiding you faster, his mouth sealing over your throat for one final bite as he moans into your skin.
โCum for me,โ he pants. โFeed me while you fall apart.โ
Your whole body tensesโlike a wave crashing against fragile glass.
And then it shatters.
You break apart on him with a choked cry, thighs trembling, nails clawing down his back. Your orgasm ripples out in hot, helpless pulses, cunt fluttering around him, blood still seeping slowly from your bitten throat as you collapse forward into his arms.
Felix growls.
The sound vibrates through his chest, deep and gutturalโferal with need. His mouth seals tighter around your neck, and he drinks as you shake through your climax. Every pull of his lips sends fresh aftershocks rolling through you. You're twitching, overstimulated, undone.
โThat's it,โ he whispers, lips stained, eyes fluttering shut in bliss. โThatโs my angel. Give me everything.โ
He swallows every drop like he needs it to survive. Like your pleasure is the only thing that can keep him sane.
When he finally releases your throat, his tongue traces the woundโgentle now, reverent, like heโs kissing the holiest part of you. Blood paints his chin. His cock still buried inside you, twitching, heavy, throbbing.
Thenโhe lifts his head.
You see it in his face. The complete loss of control. His pupils blown wide, lips red, hair clinging to his temples in damp, golden waves. His hands clutch your waist againโand he thrusts up once, hard, a broken moan escaping his throat.
โOhโfuckโโ he gasps. โIโm gonnaโโ
Youโre still pulsing around him. Still warm, wet, perfect.
He buries himself deeper, spilling into you with a low, desperate groan. His mouth finds yours mid-release, kissing you like heโs tasting eternity. Tongue slick with blood and love. Youโre breathless, trembling, still locked together in the cooling waterโand only then does he speak again. Softly. Against your lips.
โYouโre divine.โ
You smile weakly, forehead to his. โSo are you.โ
Felix brushes a petal from your shoulder. One last kiss to your jaw. One last whispered truth, low and sacred:
โIโd bleed for you too.โ
๐ฉ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ช KIM SEUNGMIN // Normal Vampire The gentleman with a scalpel smile. Clinical precision. Calculated hunger.
๐ฉธ PREFERRED BITE LOCATION โฃ Inner arm โ intimate, exposed, and close to your heart. โฃ Sometimes the chest or side of your ribs
๐ FEEDING STYLE โฃ Calm. Measured. Strategic. โฃ He plans his bitesโtimed, placed, controlled. โฃ Often feeds during emotional peaksโafter soft sobs, laughter, confessions, or sex. โฃ Gentle on the surface, but watch closely: thereโs a dangerous edge underneath.
๐ซ EFFECT ON SUBJECT โฃ Heart rate spike followed by unusual stillness. โฃ Floating sensation. Hallucination-like euphoria. โฃ Skin hypersensitivity for hours after. โฃ Develops strong dependency on his praise and attention.
โ ๏ธ PROGNOSIS โฃ Low-risk externallyโbut internally, youโll never forget the way he says your name. โฃ Prolonged feeding can induce dreamlike sedation or emotional bonding states. โฃ Known to leave almost invisible marksโbut you feel them for days. โฃ Vulnerability spike: tendency to confess secrets or cry in his arms after.
๐ฉ CASE STUDY 007 ๐ช
You hadnโt spoken in over an hour.
Not since the fight.
Not since he said, โMaybe if you didnโt run every time we got too close, I wouldnโt have to wonder if you actually want this.โ
Youโd slammed the door to the bedroom. Now youโre sitting on the edge of the bed, wrapped in one of his shirts, staring at the wall like itโs going to offer answers. It doesnโt.
The air is tight. Tense. Like everythingโs been coiled too long.
Thenโyou hear his footsteps.
And suddenly, heโs there.
Seungmin doesnโt speak. Doesnโt shout. He just walks over, grabs your jaw with cold fingers, and tilts your head up.
โYou want to be left alone?โ he asks quietly. โOr do you want me to make you feel something again?โ
Your breath stutters. That look in his eyesโsharp, calculating, barely restrainedโisnโt the usual teasing calm.
This is something else.
You whisper, โMake me.โ
And just like thatโhe snaps.
Youโre pushed back against the bed. His body cages yours, knees on either side of your hips, hands pinning your wrists above your head. You gasp, archingโbut he doesnโt give you time to speak.
โI hate fighting with you,โ he growls, voice low and lethal. โYou know that?โ
You nod, breathless.
โBut you push me. You always push. And then you run, and I let you. But not tonight.โ
His lips crash to yoursโangry, desperate, hungry. You kiss back just as hard, teeth clashing, tongues twisting. Seungmin bites your lipโdraws blood. Licks it up like youโre wine and heโs parched. โTake it off,โ he demands, tugging at the shirt. You pull it over your head, baring yourself to him completely and his eyes darken.
His eyes scan your body like he owns it. Like he's earned it. Thenโhe lets go.
Just releases your wrists and leans back, chest heaving. You blink, confused, but he only settles onto the mattress, dark hair mussed. One arm folded behind his head. The other gestures lazily down his own body.
โTake your panties off.โ
You hesitate.
He raises a brow. โNow.โ
You obey.
Silently, you slide the soft lace down your thighs, aware of how his gaze never leaves your center. You thinkโmaybeโhe wants you to straddle his face. Let him taste the slick thatโs already gathering between your legs.
But Seungmin has other plans.
โTurn around,โ he murmurs. โBack to me.โ
You do, breath catching.
โOn your knees. Over my chest.โ
And thatโs when it hits you.
Youโre not riding his mouth. Heโs placing you above him, facing the length of his body, and when you obeyโwhen your hands brace on the bed and your knees sink beside his ribsโhe shifts both of you down.
So now heโs under you. And your soaked pussy is right above his mouth. But his cock? Hard. Heavy. Inches from your face.
โOpen your mouth, baby,โ he growls. โAnd keep it open while I ruin you.โ
You barely have time to whimper before his hands are gripping your hips, dragging your pussy down to his mouth. His tongue licks one long stripe through your folds before his fangs sink into the plush of your thigh with no warning, no restraint.
You cry out.
But thenโyou moan.
Because his mouth is everywhere. Kissing. Biting. Tongue fucking you while blood still runs hot against his lips. Heโs feeding and pleasuring, starving and devout all at once.
And you?
You finally do what he told you.
Shaky hands pulling down his grey sweatpants and his briefs, his cock springing out, hard, leaking, throbbing.
You lean forward. Wrap one hand around the base of his cock. The other balances on his thigh. And thenโyou sink your mouth over him, slow at first, tongue pressing to the underside of the thick, pulsing length that jerks the moment you moan around it.
He groans.
Deep in his throat. A growl of praise.
โJust like that,โ he breathes against your cunt. โTake it all, baby. Feed me while I fuck your throat.โ
You do.
Mouth stuffed full of his cock, your hips rocking over his face as he feasts between your thighs like youโre the cure to every craving. His tongue works in circlesโthen flicks. His fingers dig into your ass, spreading you wider, holding you still when your thighs start shaking.
Youโre dripping. Gagging. Gasping for air.
And Seungmin? He never lets up. Every time your mouth slides down over his length, he rewards you with another harsh suck, another bite to your thigh, another moan against your clit that sends you reeling.
Until youโre both right there.
Teetering. Desperate. Drenched in sweat, saliva, and blood.
Thenโhis cock throbs. Your walls flutter. Your body clenches around nothing as the orgasm explodes from your spine, rolling over you like a wave of fire.
Your juices soak his mouth. He drinks. Groaning. Devouring. Never stopping.
Your body trembles through the high and just as you release his cock from your mouth, gasping, your hand wraps around his base again, stroking him once, twice before he finally cums. All over your chest. Your mouth which you made sure to keep open. Your tongue.
Seungmin is panting, eyes dark, lips red, blood dripping from his mouth like wine and he licks your inner thigh again. "Feel better now?" he asks hoarsely.
You collapse sideways onto the mattress, dizzy and dazed. "Fuck you," you whisper.
He smirks.
"You already did. But unless you want more, I'm happy to oblige~"
๐ฉ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐
๐๐๐๐ ๐ช YANG JEONGIN // Normal (Evolving Abnormal) Vampire The sweet boy with the sharpest bite. Addicted to affection. Dangerous when starved.
๐ฉธ PREFERRED BITE LOCATION โฃ Shoulder blade, inner thigh & lower back
๐ FEEDING STYLE โฃ Emotional. Impulsive. Clingy. โฃ Bites happen mid-kiss, mid-moan, mid-breakdown. โฃ Never feeds cleanโalways leaves marks. โฃ Mouthy. Sloppy. Overwhelmed. Often doesnโt stop until you pull him off.
๐ซ EFFECT ON SUBJECT โฃ Heavy euphoria followed by crashing neediness. โฃ Breathing becomes erratic. Limbs tremble. โฃ Intense emotional projectionโfeels what you feel, tenfold. โฃ Causes your body to crave touch long after the bite ends.
โ ๏ธ PROGNOSIS โฃ Unpredictable: safest when loved, most lethal when rejected. โฃ High risk for overfeeding during sex due to overstimulation. โฃ Known to whimper while drinking. โฃ Will worship you for hours afterward like heโs trying to say sorry with every kiss.
๐ฉ CASE STUDY 008 ๐ช
Youโre still wearing it.
That lingerie setโthe one in soft wine-red lace, delicate enough to tear, pretty enough to drive him feral. Itโs sheer over your chest, satin at the waist, and trimmed in ribbon. Youโd worn it as a surprise. You didnโt expect him to unravel like this.
Jeongin stares at you from the mattress, already shirtless, eyes darkened and jaw clenched. He looks dazed. Hungry. Like heโs been trying not to lose control all night and now heโs at his limit.
โIโm not taking it off,โ he says hoarsely, reaching for you. โItโs too perfect. Too hot. Justโride me like that.โ
Your breath catches.
You crawl into his lap slowly, knees bracketing his hips, arms wrapping around his shoulders. His hands grip your thighs, sliding up the sheer lace with reverence and a tremble. Then his mouth is on youโkissing down your neck, biting gently at first, tongue soothing the sting. But thatโs not what he really wants.
โI need it,โ he whispers. โPlease. Let me bite.โ
You nod.
He doesnโt hesitate. Sinks his fangs into the swell of your breast just above the lace, groaning low as your blood hits his tongue. You moan at the feeling of the heat rush that floods your body. Your hips grind down on instinct. He grips you tighter, hips twitching beneath yours.
โFuck,โ he gasps, pulling back with blood smeared at the corner of his lips. โYou taste so good.โ
You rock against him again. Heโs hard already, pressing against your center through thin layers. Your pace quickens as you straddle him, grinding down in search of friction, your moans growing louder with every pass.
And thenโhe thrusts up once, twice, desperately, through his boxers, trying to meet you. Itโs messy. Uncontrolled.
โTake me out,โ he pants. โIโI needโpleaseโโ
You reach between you, freeing him from his briefs. His cock is flushed, heavy, leaking against your hand. He bucks into your touch, then holds your hips steady while you pull your panties aside and lower yourself onto himโinch by inch, lace still clinging to your skin.
His head drops back against the pillow with a moan so wrecked it doesnโt sound human. โYou feelโฆ fuckโฆ you feel unreal.โ
You start to move.
Slow at firstโsteady rolls of your hips, his hands roaming every inch of you he can reach. His fangs flash again as he watches you bounce, lace framing your curves, blood still drying on your chest.
โI canโtโcanโt hold back,โ he grits out. โNeed to bite againโneed to feel you everywhere.โ
You nod, too lost in pleasure to form words.
This time, he bites your shoulder. Then your neck. Then your breast again through the fabric, enough to tear the lace slightly. Each time, his tongue follows, soothing the sting with a worshipful lick before he moans against your skin.
Youโre shaking. Close. So close.
โJeonginโโ
โI know, baby," he growlsโbut this time, thereโs a rasp in his throat. A dark edge. A thirst not just for youโbut for whatโs inside you. What feeds him.
Thenโhe snaps.
Jeongin bucks up into you with renewed force, rough and desperate, the rhythm turning messy and fast. One hand clutches your hip, guiding your motion, the other lands sharp against your assโslap.
โFuck, thatโs it,โ he hisses through clenched teeth. โTake it. Ride it. Donโt you dare stop.โ
You try to answer, but your voice breaks. Heโs deep, hard, relentless. The blood loss, the overstimulation, the lace chafing just soโitโs too much, and still not enough.
Then he sinks his fangs into you again.
Lower this timeโjust above your heart. A claim. A feeding. His moan is filthy against your skin as he drinks, hips slamming up with each pull from your vein. His lips seal to the bite like itโs sacred, tongue swiping the spill before it stains.
You feel yourself tipping, unravelingโbody jerking, walls fluttering around him. He groans, hands digging into your ass, holding you in place as his thrusts become erratic.
โYouโre so fucking perfect,โ he pants, blood-slicked lips against your breast. โI could drink you dry. Fill you up. Fuckโdonโt stopโdonโt stop.โ
You donโt. Your body moves on instinctโlegs trembling, hands clutching at his chest, your moans dissolving into shattered gasps as you ride him harder, faster, deeper.
He fucks up into you like heโs chasing something primalโlike heโs on the edge of breaking, of shifting into something unholy. His grip on your hips bruises. His jaw is clenched tight. Heโs staring at you like youโre divinity draped in lingerie and blood.
โFuckingโcum,โ he snaps, voice cracking. โLet me feel you.โ
And thenโyou do.
It hits like a flood, your whole body locking around him, head thrown back as the orgasm rips through you. You cry out, shaking, grinding down on him as your walls clench and flutter and milk him mercilessly.
Jeongin loses it.
He growlsโa sound feral, needyโand slaps your ass again, rougher this time, then grabs your waist and slams up into you with sharp, punishing thrusts. No rhythm now. Just desperation. His cock drags along every swollen, overstimulated nerve inside you as he chases his own climax, jaw clenched, breath ragged.
โFuckingโtightโfuck, Iโm gonnaโโ
Another slap. Another thrust. His fangs flash again like heโs tempted to bite one last time, but instead he buries his face in your chest, breathing you in like youโre oxygen. His fingers sink into your thighs, holding you down as he spills into you with a deep, guttural groan.
His entire body jerks.
Once. Twice.
Then stillness.
His grip softensโonly a little. His face stays pressed against your skin, your blood still drying against his lips. His cock twitches inside you, aftershocks making your thighs tremble from where youโre still seated on him.
He finally breathes. Hoarse. Like heโd forgotten how.
โโฆmine,โ he whispers. Like a prayer. Like a vow.
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pairing - felix x reader summary - after losing his service dog, Felix finds comfort in the ER tech who stayed. grief turns to healing, and healing turns to something more; with a new dog, shared nights, and the quiet love growing. warnings - animal death, description cpr/life saving measures, grief, depression 6k words



It was a slow lull between casesโthe kind of pause that never lasts in veterinary medicine. Especially the ER.
You had finished tending to inpatients, and now you were restocking gauze and flushing lines when the front door slammed open with a bang that echoed through the fluorescent lit ER. โHelpโpleaseโsomeone help me!โ
You turned on instinct. He was already running toward the counter, cradling a limp, bloody golden retriever in his arms. She was hardly moving. Her hind leg dangled at a sickening angle. Her coat was matted with road grit and blood. Her tags clinked weakly with each panicked step.
The man was cryingโsobbing, actuallyโface blotchy and twisted in a raw kind of grief that made your stomach knot. โSheโshe got outโshe ran, and thenโa carโโ His voice cracked and broke apart.
You didnโt ask for details. You rushed up to him, reaching for the dog. โWeโve got her,โ you said, urgent but calm. โWhatโs your name? Whatโs her name?โ
โFelix. This is Daisy.โ
โOkay, I got her, let me take her.โ You turned to him, eyes locking. โI need to take her now.โ
He hesitated, shaking. His arms clutched tighter around the dog like he wasnโt sure he could let go. โI c-canโtโsheโs myโsheโs myโโ His whole body folded inward, like the weight of her was all that was keeping him from collapsing too. โSheโs my service dog.โ
Your breath hitched. โI promise weโll do everything we can,โ you said softly now. But I need to take her back. Now.โ You saw the moment he surrendered, the pain slicing through him as he handed her over. You rushed toward the back, yelling for help. โHit by car, unconscious, bradycardicโโ
The rest blurred into chaos. You laid Daisy on the exam table in the trauma bay, the team already swarming. You started checking vitals as you barked orders without hesitation. โGet me IV accessโjugular if you have to. Start her on oxygen. Warm saline, full flow. Letโs move!โ
Blood matted thick along her flank and mouth. Her breathing became agonalโbarely there. You felt for a pulse at her femoral artery. Nothing. โSheโs coding.โ
You were already switching gears. Another tech slid in beside you and began chest compressions while you clipped in an IV catheter with a practiced flick. You flushed the line fast, securing it with tape as you called out for the doctor.
Dr. Park entered just as you began intubation. โEpi, 1ml IV push it now!โ You wiped blood from her airway with gauze, sliding the endotracheal tube into her throat, then hooked it up to the ambu bag. โTubeโs in. 7.5, cuffโs inflated. Starting ventilation.โ
The screen beeped. You switched out compression with a colleague, watching the monitorโstill flat. Ultrasound was already on her chest. No motion. No flicker. Her heart was silent. โCome on, Daisy,โ you whispered, almost without realizing. โStay with meโฆโ
Another round of epi was pushed. Another round of compressions. Sweat ran down your back beneath your scrubs. The whole room pulsed with urgency. Fear and desperation.
The monitors were a chaotic rhythm of being and alarms. Everyone was moving fastโhands passing syringes, lines being flushed, someone calling out vitals. You were pressing hard on Daisyโs chest, her ribs fragile under your hands, while another tech breathed for her through the endotracheal tube. Her gums still pale.ย
Still flatline. โNo cardiac activity,โ someone whispered. Dr. Park hesitated, glanced up at the clock. โIโm calling it,โ he said softly.
Your hands dropped. The fell stillโall that noise and effort sucked away in a single breath. You stared down at Daisy. Her chest no longer rose. Her fur was still warm under your gloves, but fading. You took a step back, nausea twisting in your guy. You tried. You tried everything. And it hadnโt been enough.
You scrubbed your hands under burning hot water for the third time. They were shaking. Dr. Park had already written up the report. โIโll go talk to her owner,โ he said and you nodded, deciding to stay behind. But you watched as he stepped out into the cold fluorescent hallway.
You began to clean Daisy up. Removing the endotracheal tube and her IVs. You used a warm rag to clean most of the blood off of herโat least what would come off easily. You brushed out her fur the best you could.
After digging through the cupboard you found the warmest, fuzziest blanket and wrapped Daisy in it. Trying to make her look as presentable as possible for Felix.
Meanwhile, Felix hadnโt moved from reception. He was in the far corner of the waiting area, hunched in a chair meant for paperwork and quick check-ins, not grief. He was still soaked throughโhis sweatshirt darkened with drying blood, jeans stained with road dust. One of his hands gripped Daisyโs leash like it was a lifeline; the other was shaking violently, holding a crushed paper towel someone mustโve handed him earlier.
His leg bounced, his lips moved soundlessly, like he was whispering to her. Maybe praying. Dr. Park cleared his throat, beginning to speak quietly. โFelix?โ
He stood too fast, stumbling forward. His face was a messโred and drawn and desperate. โIs sheโcan Iโโ The words caught and tangled in his throat.ย
โLetโs talk in private.โ Dr. Park guided him toward an exam room, a larger one they used for sensitive cases. The blinds were drawn. The walls were quiet.
Felix sat stiffly in the lone chair beside the counter while Dr. Park remained standing, giving him space. The leash was still wrapped around Felixโs fist. The doctor didnโt sugarcoatโsomething he learned in his years in the field. โWe tried everything we could. We intubated her, gave her fluids, medications, compressions. There was no cardiac activity on ultrasound. We ran multiple rounds of code, butโฆโ A pause. โWe couldnโt get her back. Sheโs passed away. Iโm sorry.โ
Felix didnโt react at first. He just sat there, staring at the floor. Thenโ โNo.โ Soft, almost inaudible. He shook his head, eyes burning as they welled up. โNo, sheโs strong. She always bounces back.โ His voice broke hard, cracking open like something raw beneath it had finally surfaced. โI donโt understandโIโnoโโ
Dr. Park apologized again, giving Felix a gentle squeeze on the shoulder. โIโll have them bring her to you, if youโd like.โ And thatโs when he broke. Felixโs cries became sobs, his sobs turned into screams.
His face was buried into his hands, screaming inaudible words as he cried. His shoulders shook, his blonde hair fell in his face. Dr. Park turned to leave, heading straight back into the treatment area.
Meanwhile, youโd just finished getting charges put in the computer under Daisyโs profile. When you saw Dr. Park he flashed you a sad smile. โCan you take Daisy to him, please? Exam room 3.โ You nodded. As you began to wrap Daisy up in a way that would look more peaceful, rather than traumatic, you heard Felixโs screams. His sobs. Daisyโs name falling from his lips over and over again.
โJeez,โ one of the other techs muttered. โItโs sad, but thatโs a little dramatic.โย
The words caused a fire to burn in your chest. You turned towards her and shook your head. โThat was his service dog. Show some fucking compassion.โ You muttered, grabbing Daisy in your arms and storming out of the trauma bay.
You headed towards the room Felix was in, the door was cracked and you saw his bent over frame. You knocked gently with your foot as you pushed the door open. โI have your girl for you,โ you spoke softly. Felixโs head immediately snapped up. His eyes were bloodshot, face was blotchy, dried blood smeared across his face.
You gently laid Daisy on the ground making sure her blanket was wrapped neatly around her, leaving her head out. โI cleaned her up as much as I could,โ you explained, brushing your fingers through the fur behind her ears. โTake all the time you need.โ
Felix practically fell out of his chair, kneeling next to Daisy. His hands trembled as he reached out towards her. When his fingers touched her fur, he broke harder than before. His body hunched over, engulfing Daisy in a hug as he practically laid next to her on the floor. His face buried against the top of her head.
As he cried, repeating her name and how sorry he was, you quietly moved out of the room. Wanting to give him privacy, but you left the door cracked just slightly. Just in case he needed anything. And as you continued with the rest of your shift, you found yourself peeking out into the hallway towards his room.
The rest of your shift passed in quiet echoesโcharting, cleaning, checking on overnight inpatients. You kept glancing at the clock. Thirty minutes went by. Then an hour. Two. By the time three hours had passed, the sun started to rise. You heard a few whispers, โIs he really still in there?โ โAt least he stopped crying.โ And you had to bite your tongue.
Youโd just clocked out for the day. You changed out of your scrubs, hoodie tugged over your head, badge stowed in your locker. But before you left, your feet pulled you back toward exam room 3. The door was still cracked. You knocked gently on the frame, barely louder than a breath. โHeyโฆโ you said. โCan I sit with you?โ
Felix didnโt look up right away. He was lying on the floor, curled around Daisyโs blanket wrapped form like a child would hold a stuffed animal. His face was blotchy, eyes swollen, lips dry from hours of silent crying. But he nodded.
So you stepped inside, quiet and small, and took the chair beside him. No words, just your presence. He didnโt say thank you. He didnโt have to.
After a few minutes, you scooted off the chair, sitting near them but not too close. And you reached outโslowly, carefullyโfingers brushing through Daisyโs fur one last time. โShe wouldโve liked you. She liked everyone.โ
You blinked hard, trying to swallow back tears. โI think I wouldโve liked her too.โ And the two of you justโฆsat. The kind of silence that doesnโt need filing. The kind that honors what was lost. The kind that stays.
The sky outside was blushing grey with morning when Felix finally stirred. He sat up slowly, arms reluctant to let go of Daisyโs small form, his forehead still pressed gently to hers. When he did lift his head, his eyes were glassy againโemptied out, yet somehow still overwhelmed. โI should goโฆโ His voice sounded hoarse and wrecked. โOr Iโll stay here forever.โ You wouldnโt have blamed him.
You smiled softly, the kind of smile that knows the pain heโs talking about. โItโs okay. Take your time.โ
Felix sat for another beat, stroking Daisyโs fur beneath the blanket, before whispering, โThank you, Daisy. For everything.โ
You swallowed down the ache in your throat. He looked up at you, hollowed out but grounded, like grief had finally started to settle into his bones. โDo you know what you want to do for aftercare?โ you asked gently. โWe can send her for private cremation if you want her ashes returned, orโโ
Felix cut in, quietly, eyes dropping to her collar in his hands that he had unclipped from her. โI canโt afford that.โ He hesitated then added, โThe front desk already asked. Said I could make payments on what I owe for today.โ
That landed harder than you expected. He didnโt look embarrassed. Just defeated. You only nodded. โOkay,โ you said softly. โI understand.โ
Felix bent over Daisy one last time, pressing a kiss to the top of her head, his lips trembling against her fur. โGoodnight, baby.โ
He didnโt cry then. Not out loud. But his whole body trembled as he tucked the blanket around her once more. You waited until he stepped out of the room before reaching for her. Even though you were off the clock, you carried her back to treatment yourselfโwrapped gently, respectfullyโno different than you would if her person had still been watching.
The back was quiet again. Everyone moved slower in the early morning hours, that liminal space before the rush of breakfast cases and rechecks. You paused by the freezer door, then turned, and walked toward the doctorโs office instead. Dr. Park looked up from his computer when you knocked.
โHey,โ you said, clutching Daisy to you tightly. โIโm paying his bill. All of it. Cremation too. Private. Iโll cover it.โ
He blinked. โYou sure? I know itโs sad, but we canโt help everyoneโโ
You nodded once. โShe was his whole world. That should matter more than a fucking invoice.โย
He didnโt argue. Just typed up a few notes and handed you the paperwork to sign. You swiped your card without a second thought.
The sun was fully up by the time you stepped outside. The parking lot was mostly empty. The only cars were the techโs and doctorโsโbut one car hadnโt moved.
You recognized it immediately. Felix was still in the driverโs seat. Justโฆsitting there. Not on his phone. Not crying. Just staring through the windshield at the front doors of the hospital like something might walk back out.
You stopped by the curb. Watched him for a second, heart folding in your chest. Then, gently, you raised your hand in a quiet wave. He looked up. And when he saw you, something flickered in his expressionโconfused , exhausted, but grateful.
He raised his hand too. Not a wave. More of a reach.
That next evening at the clinic had settled into its usual rhythmโbarking from the ICU, a limping kitten in Room 2, and a stack of unfinished SOAP notes growing at the treatment desk. You were finishing up a TPR when the front desk phone rang.
โHey, uhโฆthereโs a guy up front. Says his nameโs Felix? Wants to talk to someone from ER.โ
Your heart skipped a beat. You finished the vital signs with a rushed scribble and stepped into the lobby. He was standing by the counter, holding a small envelope. He looked betterโless wreckedโbut still like he hadn't quite landed back in his body yet. His hair was down, brushed messily out of his face as if heโd ran his fingers through it a thousand times.
When he spotted you, he straightened. โHey,โ he said quietly. โIโฆI just wanted to say thank you. For yesterday. For everything.โ
He handed you the envelope. Inside was a thank you cardโsimple, soft grey with white script. Tucked inside was a photo: Felix and Daisy on a hiking trail, her tongue out, his smile wide and natural. There was a $50 gift card to a nearby cafe stapled inside with a note that read for the teamโthank you for taking care of my girl.
You blinked fast. โYou didnโt have toโโ
โI did,โ he cut in, voice rough. โI had to. You wereโฆkind.โ He turned to the front desk then, digging into his pocket for his wallet. โI also need to make a payment toward my bill,โ he said. โThey told me I could split it over a few weeksโโ
The receptionist blinked at the screen. โUm. Itโs actuallyโฆalready paid in full.โ
Felixโs brows furrowed. โThatโs not right. I didnโtโโ
โI know,โ she replied, glancing behind him towards you.
You step forward silently. He turned when he felt you hovering. There was something guarded in his expressionโgrateful but confused, like he was trying to understand something he didnโt quite have the language for yet.
You didnโt explain. Didnโt confess. You just met his eyes and said, gently, โDaisy will be back in a few days.โ
His mouth parted, then closed again. He swallowed. โReally?โ His voice was tight, careful.
You nodded. โIโll call when sheโs ready to come home.โ
He stared at you for a long moment, eyes wet again, but steadier this time. โThank you,โ he mumbled. โReally. For all of it.โ
Itโs been a few weeks. Daisyโs ashes are long gone. You wrapped them in tissue paper and tucked the box into a plain brown bag. You remember his fingers trembling when he took it from youโhow he didnโt speak, didnโt look you in the eye. Just nodded once. Like if he opened his mouth, he might break apart in front of everyone.
You hadnโt seen him since. Not until today.
โThat guy with the Australian accent was looking for you yesterday,โ one of the night nurses says casually, popping gum between her teeth as you sign out. โDidnโt catch his name. Said he came by about his dog? He didnโt seem right.โ
You pause, pen hovering midair. โDid he say anything else?โ
She shrugs. โJustโฆasked if you were working. Didnโt come in. Stayed by the doors, looking kind of lost. Then left.โ
You donโt ask why she didnโt come get you. You just nod and finish your charting.
The next day your shift drags. Nothing goes terribly wrong, but the hours feel heavier than usualโlike youโre waiting for something. Every time the front door dings open, you glance toward it. And every time, itโs not him.
Until it is.
Youโve just clocked out. Your hoodieโs half zipped, stethoscope tucked in your bag. You round the corner to head out back andโthere he is. Sitting on the curb outside the staff entrance. Hoodie up. Elbows on his knees. Daisyโs leash looped twice around his wrist, like it always wasโexcept thereโs no dog at the other end now. Just empty slack.
He looks up at the sound of the door. And when he sees you, he tries to smile. It doesnโt work. โHey,โ he mumbles. His voice is raw, like he hasnโt used it much lately. โDidnโt think Iโd catch you.โ
You sit next to him. Not too close. Not yet. He fidgets with the leash. You ask how heโs been doing. He doesnโt lie, not really.
โNot great,โ he admits. โSome nights I still reach for her food bowl. Realize halfway through that Iโm filling it for a ghost.โ
He laughs a little, but itโs brittle. His eyes are rimmed red. Thereโs a dull tremor in his hand when he presses his fingers to his temple. โItโs quiet, you know? Real quiet. I thought Iโd like that. Butโฆitโs different without her. Itโs not silence, itโsโฆโ
โAbsence,โ you finish.
He nods. The silence between you this time is gentler.
โShe used to wake me up when I had bad dreams,โ he murmurs. โNow I just wake up and stay up. Because thereโs no one to stop it.โ
You glance at him. โDo you have anyone else?โ
He shakes his head. โIt was just her. Just Daisy.โ A pause. โAnd you, that day.โ
He doesnโt cry. But itโs a near thing. You want to ask a million things. You want to tell him itโs okay. But you donโt know if it is. So you say the only thing that feels real.
โYou donโt have to go home yet.โ
And you stand. You wait. And after a long, fragile pauseโhe rises too.
โI meanโsorry, that probably sounded weird. I justโฆโ You let out a breath. โYou can come to my place, if you want. Just for a bit. Stay as long as you need. I figured you might not wanna be alone.โ
He looks at you for a long moment. โYeah, okay.โ
Itโs quiet on the drive over. You fiddle with the heat, give him the aux cord even though you know he wonโt take it. His hands stay in his lap, the leash still curled tight in his grip like muscle memory.
At your place, he toes off his shoes and stands awkwardly by the door. You flick the lights on and toss your keys into the bowl. โMake yourself comfortable,โ you announce. โCouch, bed, floorโwhatever works. Iโm gonna change into something less covered in fur and anxiety.โ
That earns a soft snort from him. A tiny upward curl at the edge of his mouth.
You return in sweatpants and an old t-shirt. He hasnโt moved farโjust wandered into your room and perched on the edge of your bed, eyes on the ground like heโs not sure if he should even sit.
โI havenโt eaten since, like, yesterday,โ he mutters.
You sit down next to him and pull your phone out. โPizza?โ you ask.
He nods. โPineapple?โ you test.
A breathy laugh escapes him. โAbsolutely not.โ
โGood,โ you say, tapping your order in. โI was gonna judge you.โ
It takes about 40 minutes for the food to arrive, and in that time, something shifts. He tugs off his hoodie and sits cross legged on your comforter. You toss him a pillow and he hugs it close. โIs this weird?โ He asks.
โYeah,โ you reply honestly. โBut not in a bad way.โ
You eat pizza sitting on your bed with your knees brushing, boxes spread out between you. He talks with his mouth full, and you donโt call him out on it. Youโre just glad heโs eating.
After dinner, itโs quiet againโbut not heavy. You stretch out and lean against the headboard. He follows, sinking down beside you. And thatโs when he finally lets go.
โShe used to curl up under the blanket and stick her nose out like a little burrito,โ he murmurs, staring at his hands.
You let him talk. About Daisy. About her first day with him. Her surgeries. Her anxiety. Her stupid favorite toy that squeaked like a dying bird. The way sheโd sit outside the bathroom door if he forgot to leave it open.
โShe didnโt like most people, but she probably liked you.โ He says.
Your chest goes tight. Heโs quiet for a beat. Then, softer, โShe trusted you. That means somethingโฆI havenโt really talked about her. Not like this.โ
You nod. โYou can keep going. Say whatever you need. You donโt have to stop.โ
He does. He talks until his voice goes hoarse. Until he canโt keep his eyes open. You donโt rush him. You just listen. At some point, his head tilts and lands on your shoulder. You go still. โJust a second,โ he mumbles. โIโll move.โ
You shake your head. โYouโre good.โ
And he stays. Breathing slowly, warm beside you. And for the first time since you met him, thereโs no difference. No wall. No leash between grief and comfort. Just two people on a bed, sharing quiet and space. The beginning of something fragile, and maybe healing.
It doesn't happen all at once. First, itโs just that one night. Then another. A few days later, he shows up outside the clinic near the end of your shift. No texts. Just leans on your car, hands in his jacket pockets, waiting like itโs the most normal thing in the world.
โFigured Iโd see if you wanted takeout,โ he says.
You do.
And after that, it becomes a pattern.
Your place, his place. Takeout boxes in the trash, half finished movies in the queue. He starts leaving things behind: a hoodie on your chair, socks tucked in your laundry, a toothbrush next to yours without either of you mentioning it.
Some nights, you fall asleep talking. Other nights, you don't talk at all. But itโs never awkward. Not with him.
You start watching for his face after shifts. He waits for you outside the ER, hood up, sleeves pulled over his hands. He holds your lunch sometimes. Brings coffee. The other nurses start to notice.
โIs that your boyfriend?โ one of them teases.
โNo,โ you say too quickly. โWeโre justโfriends.โ
But even as you say it, it feels too simple.
One late evening, youโre curled up on the couch at his place. A documentary plays in the background, muted. Heโs been quiet for a while, scrolling through something on his phone. You think heโs not really present until he says: โThereโs a dog at the shelter.โ
You turn toward him, brows raised. โYeah?โ
He nods, still looking at his screen. โThey posted her picture this morning. Sheโs older. Little shy. Black lab mix. Looks like sheโs had a rough time.โ
You pause, watching the way he chews on the inside of his cheek. โYou thinking about adopting her?โ
A long silence. He locks his phone and tosses it beside him. Shrugs one shoulder. โI dunno. I don't know if I can do that again. Losing her. I don't know if itโs too soon, or if itโll always be too soon.โ
Your heart aches. You shift closer, gentle. โItโs not weird that youโre thinking about it.โ
He looks at you. โI just thoughtโฆmaybe we could go see her? You know. No pressure. Just meet her.โ
You nod slowly. โYeah. We can do that.โ
โTomorrow?โ
โTomorrow.โ
He exhales, like heโs been holding that breath since Daisy died. And when you lean your head against his shoulder, he doesnโt flinch or pull away. His fingers brush yours on the blanket between you. Neither of you say it out loud, but thereโs something shared in that silence. Something healing. Something ready.ย
The shelter smells like bleach and wet fur. Itโs loud in the way all shelters are loudโechoing barks, whining, the sharp clang of metal bowls hitting concrete.
Felix tenses beside you as you check in at the front desk. He doesnโt say much, hands jammed in the pockets of his jeans, but his eyes never stop moving. Not fear exactlyโjust bracing. Expecting impact.
You glance at him. โYou okay?โ
โYeah,โ he says softly. โJustโฆhavenโt been here sinceโฆโ He trails off and you just nod in understanding.
You reach out without thinking, touching his wrist. His gaze drops where your fingers brush his skin, then back up to your face. He doesnโt pull away.
The volunteer, a young guy in a โFOSTER HEROESโ t-shirt, comes to meet you with a clipboard. โYouโre here to meet Emmy?โ
Felix nods once.
โSheโs a little shy,โ the guy says as he leads you down the hallway. โCame from a neglect case. Sheโs sweet though. Warms up once she trusts you.โ
You stop in front of a kennel near the end of the row. The dog inside is curled up at the backโsmall for a lab mix, black with graying fur around the muzzle, one ear that wonโt quite stand up.
Emmy doesnโt rush the door. She doesnโt bark. She just lifts her head, slow and careful, her eyes big and cautious. โHi, sweet girl,โ you whisper.
You crouch down. Let her sniff you through the bars. She doesnโt flinch, but she doesnโt move closer either. Felix stays back at first, hands still in his hoodie, watching.
โDo you want to go in?โ the volunteer offers.
Felix hesitates. โYou can both go,โ he says. โNo pressure.โ
Slowly, Felix follows you inside. Emmy keeps her distance, tense and watchful, but when you sit cross-legged on the floor and open your palm, she takes a few slow steps forward. Her nails click against the concrete.
You donโt rush her. Felix sits beside you, knees drawn up. Quiet. He doesnโt reach for herโjust watches the way her body moves, cautious and ready to bolt.
But then Emmy sniffs your hand. Then Felixโs shoe. Then, slowly, she presses her nose against his knee. He freezes. You donโt say anything.ย
She sniffs again, then settles her chin on his thigh like sheโs already made a decision. Felixโs breath shudders. He brings one hand up, trembling just slightly, and lets it hover before gently touching her fur.ย
โSheโs so soft,โ he says, barely audible.
You smile. โShe likes you.โ
โYou think?โ
โLook at her.โ
Emmy shifts, half in his lap now, tail flicking just once. The volunteer grins from the door. โTake all the time you need.โ
You stay like that for a while. Letting the silence settle. Letting Felix fall in love againโslower this time, more careful.
And when the volunteer finally returns and asks, โSo, wanna put in an application?โ Felix looks to you first.
Not because he needs permissionโbut because this time, he doesn't want to do it alone. You smile and nod. โYeah,โ he says, voice soft but certain. โYeah, I think I do.โ
The rain starts as a gentle tapping on the windows, but by the time the takeout boxes are empty and the lights are low, itโs a full on storm. Thunder rolls heavy through the sky, shaking the apartment like a warning.
Felix doesnโt say much. He hasnโt said much since the shelter. Just looked at Emmy like she might vanish if he blinked too long.
Now, the three of you are curled up in the dim warmth of his bedroomโEmmy at the foot of the bed, you and Felix lying side by side under his gray comforter. The TV is on low, playing some random show that neither of you is really watching.
He flinches a little when lightning flashes. His breathingโs gotten tight. You shift closer, careful. โYou okay?โ
Felix nodsโor maybe just tips his head a littleโbut his hand is fisting the blanket by his chest, jaw clenched.
โStorms?โ you ask quietly.
โYeah.โ He swallows. โBeen better since Daisy. Butโฆtonightโs loud.โ
You donโt push. You just stay next to him, your hand resting lightly on his arm, grounding. You feel him trembling a little under your touch. A deep rumble of thunder rolls across the sky.
Felixโs body tenses againโbarely perceptible, but you feel it. And then, like sheโs been watching the whole time, Emmy rises from her spot at the foot of the bed.
She moves slowly, ears half cocked, and steps over the sheets to where Felix is lying frozen. One paw, then the next, up until sheโs settling herself directly on top of his chestโnot heavy, just enough to anchor him. Her chin rests just under his collarbone.
Felix holds his breath. And thenโyou hear itโa quiet, cracked whisper, โDaisy did this.โ
Your heart lurches. He doesn't cry. Doesnโt move. Just lies there, eyes fixed on the ceiling, his hand coming up like muscle memory to curl around Emmyโs side.
โFirst storm after I adopted her. I couldnโt breathe. And sheโshe just climbed on me. Like she knew.โ His voice breaks around the edges. โShe always knew.โ
You press closer, curling your arm over his and resting your head against his shoulder. โMaybe Emmy knows too.โ
He exhales, long and shaky, like something loosens inside him. โSheโs not Daisy,โ he says softly. โI know that.โ
โShe doesnโt have to be,โ you whisper. โSheโs Emmy. And you have each other now.โ
Thereโs silence. Then Felix nods. Emmy shifts slightly, letting out a small sigh, her eyes fluttering shut. Thunder cracks again. This time, Felix doesnโt flinch.
Mornings settle into a rhythm.
Felix wakes before the alarm, most days. You brew the coffee while he rubs the sleep from his eyes. Emmy circles your ankles, tail wagging like sheโs clocked in for duty.
She follows Felix from room to roomโnever needy, just near. Always watching. She nudges his leg when heโs pacing too much. Sits against his knees when he gets that faraway look, the one youโve learned means heโs spiraling. She even curls up beside the bathroom door when he showers. Just like Daisy used to.
The first time you notice it, you glance down at her quiet shape, then up at Felix through the half steamed glass. โShe waits,โ you murmur. โLike she knows you need someone on the other side.โ
Felix blinks at you, water running down his face. โDaisy did that,โ he says, his voice sounding surprised.
You smile. โMaybe Daisyโs telling her how to help you.โ
He doesnโt answer right away. But that night you find him sitting on the couch while Emmy lay across his lap, and heโs justโฆstill. Not scrolling, not fidgeting. Just breathing. You let yourself believe heโs healing.
Itโs a Thursday when it happens.
Rain again, but softer this time. Youโre both in sweats, Emmyโs squirrel toy already soaking wet from too many rounds of fetch in the hallway. Felix is on the floor, back against the couch, and Emmy trots over to drop the soggy toy in his lap. โOkay, okay, one more time, Daisy.โ
It slips out like breath. He freezes. Youโre on the couch, just close enough to see the shift in his eyesโthe way the air pulls tight around him. โFelix.โ
His jaw clenches. He looks down at Emmy like he just betrayed her. But Emmy doesnโt react. She just nudges his hand, then places the squirrel gently in his lap again.
Felix blinds rapidly, sniffling once. He picks up the toy, not even wiping his eyes. โYou wanna play, huh?โ
Emmy wags her tail and sits, ears up. He throws the squirrel. She sprints. You slide down next to him, touching his arm lightly.
โShe knows who you meant.โ
He laughs through a shaky breath. โI miss her.โ
โI know.โ
You donโt say more. You just sit there, letting Emmy trot back and forth between you, panting and proud. And when Felix rests his head on your shoulder, you lean into himโquiet, steady. Letting the weight of grief settle alongside something softer. Something new.
The squirrel toy lies abandoned now, forgotten in the corner. Felixโs legs are stretched out in front of him, your thigh pressed against his where youโve both stayed slouched on the floor. Emmy has flopped belly-up between you, snoring faintly, her head resting across his ankle lke she belongs there.
Neither of you has said much in a while. The only sounds are the hum of the fridge and the soft patter of rain. You glance sideways at him, taking in the soft slump of his shoulders, the wet curls stuck to his temple. Heโs tired. Not just end-of-the-day tired. The kind that lives in the bones.
โYou okay?โ you ask gently.
His eyes stay fixed on Emmy for a second too long. Then he swallows โI keep thinking about how bad I was doing,โ he says, voice so quiet you almost miss it. โBack when Daisy died.โ
You stay quiet. Let him lead.ย
โI wasnโt eating. Barely sleeping. Iโd come home and the place felt like a grave like if I breathed too loud Iโd break it.โ
He rubs a hand over his face. โThen I met you.โ
You blink. โFelixโฆโ
โIโm serious,โ he says, looking at you now. Really looking. โYou didnโt just hand me her ashes and disappear. You stayed. You kept showing up. You let me talk about her. You let me not talk about her.โ
You feel your throat tighten.
โAnd now Emmyโsheโs not Daisy. I know that. But sheโฆfits. Like she just knew where she was supposed to be. With me. With us.โ
He glances down at Emmy, who kicks her leg in her sleep like sheโs chasing something.
โSome nights, when I wake up and I feel like Iโm drowning againโIโll turn over and youโre justโฆthere. And sheโs there.โ
He looks back at you, blinking slowly.
โI donโt think I could do this without you.โ
Your heart aches. You donโt speak, just slide your fingers between his, squeezing gently. โYou donโt have to,โ you whisper.
He leans into you, forehead resting against yours, lashes damp. โPromise?โ
โIโm not going anywhere, Felix.โ
Emmy stirs, shifting so her paw flops over both your legs like a sleep seal of approval. And for the first time in a long time, you see something new in Felixโs eyes. Not just grief. But hope.
Felix stays pressed against you for a long moment, his breath slow and steady. The storm outside has softened to a light drizzle, but inside the room, something warmer is starting to flicker between you.
You shift closer, letting your hand rest on his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart under your palm. His eyes find yours, searching, hesitantโlike heโs asking permission without words.
You smile softly. โYou know,โ you murmur, โyou donโt have to be scared here.โ
His lips twitch in a small, tired smile. โIโm not scared,โ he says quietly. โMaybeโฆjust tired.โ
You nod, understanding. And then, carefully, as if testing the waters, your fingers brush a stray curl from his forehead. Felix closes his eyes at the touch, leaning into it like itโs the safest place in the world.
You hesitate, then tuck your hand behind his neck, pulling him gently closer. His eyes flutter open, and you see that vulnerable mix of hope and uncertainty again.
โCan Iโฆ?โ you ask softly.
He nods, and your lips find his. The kiss is slow, softโlike the quiet promise of something new, something healing.
Felixโs hand cups your cheek, thumb tracing gentle circles. Emmy stirs again at your feet but doesnโt move, like she knows this moment is yours.
When you pull back, your foreheads rest together. โI didnโt think Iโd ever feel this again,โ he confesses, voice barely above a whisper.
You smile, rubbing your nose against his. โMe neither.โ
โThank you,โ Felix says, voice thick with emotion.
You squeeze his hand. โNo, thank you. For letting me in.โ
Outside, the last of the thunder rumbles softlyโbut inside, itโs calm. Warm. Full of new beginnings.
a/n - sorry for the heartbreak, but ugh this idea has been in my head for a while. I work in vet med and see so many grieve. xoxo hope u enjoyed
#felix#lee felix#stray kids felix#skz felix#felix x reader#stray kids x reader#stray kids#stray kids imagines#skz#skz imagines#skz x reader
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Don't be afraid of me
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Pairing: og8 X gn reader
Summary: Your ex refuses to let you go without putting up a fight and terrorizing you.
Genre: 9th member AU
Word Count: 5k
Trigger warning: Stalking, paranoia, and an unhealthy/obsessive ex.
A/N: Requestee, your request was vague. You never came back to clarify exactly what you wanted, so I wrote it as a 9th member AU and made sure the reader interacts with every single person. This is up far later than usual because I kept freaking myself out slightly aha whoops๐ซ (stalkers are so scary, please call the cops if you have a freak on the loose near you)
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It was a love pulled from the movies. Every kiss felt right. Hands touched, they pulled, and the body craved more. Magnetic forces aligned and everything remained right, until it all crumbled. A love story turned into a real life horror movie.ย
The moment things became too much, you put a stop to it. Your loverโs little moments of love became obsessive. Too clingy, too much, too suffocating. You couldnโt breathe. The moment you dumped them, you thought itโd lead to bigger and better things.ย
You shut the door to that chapter of your life, but you forgot to lock the window.ย
~ ~ ~ย
You sat in the cafe across from the JYP building drinking your favorite drink. You were released for lunch twenty-five minutes ago. Instead of heading down to the canteen, you walked across the street, down the block, and into the opening arms of fresh pastries.ย
Sweetened dough, french vanilla coffee, and pastries formed with love. Tea bags filled with dried herbs to soothe the soul. Enough espresso to awaken the dead, the hustle and bustle of an afternoon rush, and you. You in the wooden chair, scrolling on your phone with one hand, and sipping your preferred beverage with another.ย
Minutes rolled by and you scrolled. Glancing at local news, the front pages of social media, and you responded to two unread text messages. You stood up, about to head back to the company building when your phone vibrated with a new message from an unknown number.ย
I see you :)
The moment you read the message, fear spiraled down your spine. You slowly tipped your head up and glanced at the customers around you. None of them seemed out of place. A mother trying to console two young kids in the line with a few elderly folks behind her.ย
Notebooks sat scattered all over one table. A college kid with headphones in, he typed frantically at his laptop, probably writing an essay. Further in the back, two friends sat laughing. One gestured to the otherโs face where a coffee mustache sat. They laughed and wiped it off with a napkin.ย
Another table housed a middle aged man with a book. In front of him, a half-eaten croissant sat on a piece of parchment paper. Salt and peppered hair, wrinkles creased in the center of his forehead, and golden-rimmed glasses on the perch of his nose. His eyes scanned the words, but he didnโt glance in your direction.ย
You didnโt have to ask. Your eyes shifted outside, but nobody seemed to be around. Another two people came through the glass door. A bell jingled, but nobody else followed. Wrapped up in their own conversation, they didnโt look at you, either.ย
You already knew who the message came from. When you left, they vowed youโd regret it. They couldnโt bear to be without you. A life without you would be a fate worse than hell. You thought you were bettering yourself by leaving, but the floodgates opened. Demons donโt play by the rules and neither does the primal madness sitting locked inside some humans.ย
You opened up Pandoraโs box and you werenโt sure how to shut it.ย
~ ~ ~ย
A few days later, you tried to forget about it, but the paranoia grew. It ballooned in your stomach and eyes felt like they were everywhere. Even walking the halls in your familiar company building, you didnโt feel alone. As if someone lurked around the corner, an invisible being breathed down the back of your neck.ย
You couldnโt prove it, but you could feel it. They tip toed behind you, moving closer and closer, until you whipped around. They disappeared, morphing into the shadows and slipping just out of sight. That single text kept you on edge.ย
You were headed towards the dance practice room when Chan jokingly nudged your shoulder. You shrieked and nearly jumped ten feet in the air. Jerking around with wide eyes, your fists flew up to defend yourself.ย
โWoah, itโs just me! Donโt deck me, mate!โ He held up his hands innocently and grinned. โI didnโt know you were that out of it.โย
โWhat the hell, Chan?โ You snapped angrily. โOh my god, you practically scared the shit out of me!โย
โSorry. Whatโs got you so worked up? Did you watch another horror movie last night? Let me guess. Was it the one with that smiling demon? Hereditary? A classic like Nightmare on Elm Street?โย
Your head shook and you sighed. โNo, I didnโt watch anything. It wasnโt like that.โย
โRight,โ he teased. He leaned over, letting his hand run through your hair. โCome on, letโs get into the dance practice room. The rest of the guys are waiting for us.โย
You let him wrap an arm around your shoulders, but not before looking back behind you to make sure the two of you were alone.ย
~ ~ ~ย
Hello, baby. I miss you. Iโll be waiting for you when you get home :)
A batch of your favorite flowers sat beside Han and Changbin with the attached note. You came in to record your parts of a song. You werenโt expecting the flowers, let alone the note. The fear crept back up again.ย
โThese are pretty flowers, but I thought you dumped your-โย
โI did,โ you cut Han off. โI did. Is this a joke?โ You narrowed your eyes at him and then Changbin. โBecause if this is a joke, itโs not fucking funny.โย
Changbin glanced over from the directorโs seat. โWoah, easy there. Why would this be a joke? The receptionist just sent up one of the assistants with them a few minutes ago. He said they were given to the receptionist and they were specifically for you.โย
โFrom who?โย
โFrom the flower guy. He was given to them by-โย
โShut up!โ You snapped again. Tears filled your eyes and you blinked rapidly. You grabbed the flowers, walked over to the trash can and shoved them in the bag without another word.ย
โWhat was that for?โ Han asked.ย
โBecause ever since I broke up with that asshole, weird things have been happening and itโs freaking me the fuck out. The other day, I got a text message from them and now these flowers and I-โย
โWhat text message?โย
โI deleted it, but it said โI see youโ and it had a smiley face. I got it alone when I was at the cafe having lunch. It freaked me out and now these stupid flowers are appearing with a similar face.โย
Han and Changbin shared a look. An unsettling feeling fell over the room. Changbin spun around in his chair and faced you. โListen, if this is something thatโs escalating, we should call the cops.โย
โNo,โ you shook your head, โitโll make it worse. I just hope theyโre done fucking with me. I left them because theyโre shitty. Iโm done with it. Iโm done with all of it and I donโt want to talk about it anymore.โย
You wiped your eyes, sucked in a deep breath, and tried to focus on the work before you. You held your head high and walked towards the empty recording booth. โLetโs just get started and forget about all of it.โย
Han and Changbin wanted to say more, but they didnโt want to cause more distress, so they stayed silent.
~ ~ ~ย
On the way home, you laughed in the back of Changbinโs car. He sang along to the radio in a high-pitched voice. Beside him, Hyunjin fist-pumped the air to the beat. Their voices collided, leading you into a further fit of giggles.ย
The pair were supposed to drop you off at your own apartment. You were on your own until the weekend. The guys promised to help you move back into Hyunjin and Changbinโs dorm when they all had free time. You had been shuffling between living with your significant other and your own place for a few months, at least until things fell apart.ย
Changbinโs worries from earlier still lingered. They lingered so much, he insisted he needed to be the person to drive you home. He tried not to scare you as he stepped into your path earlier. Without much of a word, he hauled you over his shoulder with a fit of giggles. Heโd do anything to distract you from the flower basket.ย
As he pulled into your driveway and the song cut to advertisements, Hyunjin turned off the radio. You shifted in your seat, reaching down to grab your bag when he called your name. โHey, did you leave your apartment unlocked this morning?โย
โNo,โ your head popped up, โwhy?โ Your question was answered when you looked up at your front door. The wooden door sat wide open, silently beckoning you inside. Your face fell and the excitement to get home and comfortable melted away. โChangbin?โ You weakly uttered.ย
โI know.โย
โWhat?โ Hyunjin looked between the two of you. โWhat is it? Why do both of you look like youโve seen a ghost?โย
You cracked, forcing yourself to explain the situation to Hyunjin. The moment you finished, he reached out for his cell phone. โWe need to call the cops.โย
โSave it,โ Changbin uttered. He jerked off his seatbelt and shoved open his door. โGet the authorities on speed dial and you might want to get an ambulance when Iโm finished with them.โย
He slammed the car door shut. You scrambled out of the car and Hyunjin followed. โChangbin, wait!โ You cried out. As he climbed the steps, you followed. โHyunjin is right. We should just call the cops and wait, so they can-โย
He made it a handful of steps into your apartment when he stopped. โHyunjin, call the goddamn cops.โย
You peered around the corner of the door and your eyes widened. Your items were strewn everywhere. Couch cushions left the couch. Something heavy had shattered the TV screen. The glass coffee table laid in thousands of glass shards.ย
You tried to push past him, but Changbinโs arm shot out, stopping you. โStay here until I clear things.โ He stepped forward, heading deeper into the apartment.ย
As Hyunjin rang the authorities, his eyes ran along the door frame. He expected to find signs of breaking and entering, but the door frame didnโt contain cracking. The door knob was perfectly intact, as if someone slipped in the key and walked in like they owned the place.ย
You followed behind Changbin, in too much shock to stop yourself. In the kitchen, glasses and plates sat shattered on the floor. Your refrigerator door hung wide open and the fridge alarm beeped, signaling your fridge had been open for too long.ย
Empty condiment bottles littered parts of the floor. The acidic scent of ketchup made your stomach churn. Bright yellow mustard oozed down the fridge. Globs of mayo speckled open cabinets.ย
Fresh kimich squashed beneath Changbinโs feet. He cursed and stepped back. What you planned on having as a dinner side sat ruined. Everything was ruined. In the bedroom, your clothes had been tossed from the dresser. Your bed had been stripped from the usual comforter set.ย
Posters ripped to shreds. Jewelry littered the bathroom. The scent of your shampoo and conditioner soaked the tub. Your favorite book sat in the toilet. Everything was all wrong.ย
Noticing your closed closet, Changbin ripped open the door fuming. You flinched and tensed up, but nothing was there. All the boxes and items had been tugged out. Changbin flicked on the light and you screamed at the top of your lungs.ย
The only thing waiting for you was that sinister goddamn smiley face spray painted and covering the back of the closet wall.ย
~ ~ ~ย
You explained the situation to the cops a week ago. The unknown number. The flowers. The smiley faces. The paranoia. All of it. The messy breakup and the threats made to you when you left. They were so sure youโd come crawling back.ย
The cops dubbed it a crime of passion. Whoever trashed your apartment, it was a personal vendetta. Nothing was stolen, but everything was destroyed. When they cleared the scene, you tried to go back for your clothes, but theyโd been cut.ย
Someone spent so long going through every clothing item you owned and they cut it in two. Over and over and over and over again. They cut and cut and cut and cut, with your own fucking scissors. The cops found them beneath a stack of clothes and took them in for fingerprinting.ย
Your ex became a person of interest, but they couldnโt find them. Hunkered down in Hyunjin and Changbinโs dorm, you grew more and more terrified as the days passed by. Little things made you jump. You no longer felt safe.ย
In fact, the paranoia grew worse. Even at work, it lingered. Singing and dancing used to bring you happiness, but now you dreaded going out. You performed once at an awardโs show and the moment it was over, you fell apart backstage. Tearing up and shaking, you couldnโt stop. They could be in the crowd watching your every move.ย
Wondering.ย
Waiting.ย
Observing.ย
Planning.ย
Changbin and Hyunjin werenโt safe. The rest of the guys werenโt safe. Nobody was safe and if anyone ended up hurt because of your obsessive ex, youโd never forgive yourself. You used to think you were brave for getting through your trainee years and debuting, but this broke you.ย
Your sleep grew less and the restlessness grew more. The group worried about you. Changbin and Hyunjin would awaken and find you sitting at the kitchen table sipping coffee. You were tense with purple bags under your eyes. On the defense, youโd never be caught off guard again.ย
Youโd do whatever you could to keep yourself and the guys safe. You looked out for your group. You looked out for your fans. As the paranoia grew, your ex didnโt have to do anything else.ย
Too petrified of all the what-ifs, you brought yourself to your knees.ย
~ ~ ~ย
There was nothing to move on the weekend. Nothing in your apartment was salvageable. You and the guys entered with trash bags. Not once did you feel safe. You worked in silence, tossing all of your old clothes into a trash bag.ย
In the opposite room, Han and Felix whispered to one another. โIโm worried,โ Felix uttered softly. โTheyโre barely sleeping. I havenโt seen them eat anything since Thursday. Even then, it was only a single banana. This is destroying them.โย
โThe cops are still looking for their ex. They have to find them. Theyโre going to find them.โ Han carefully placed another shard of glass into the black bag. โThey have to find them. This canโt keep happening. Things will go back to normal, I believe it.โย
โThis just sucks. They didnโt do anything to deserve all this.โ Felix glanced around your destroyed living room with a frown. You hadnโt once spoken about your things since the home invasion occurred.ย
In your room, it took nearly an hour for you, Jeongin, and Chan to clean up all of your items. Jeongin offered you some of the necklaces and rings, pointing out that they were still okay, but you refused. You didnโt want anything your ex touched. Everything tarnished with their touch.ย
The person you once knew, they were dead. They died in the breakup. Something monstrous woke up and took over. You didnโt understand why it happened, or what it did. There were signs in your relationship before you left.ย
They begged you to leave your group. Insisting and pleading, you could live with them and theyโd provide for you. You objected, reminding them it made you happy and you couldnโt, even if you wanted to. You were in a contract and you couldnโt break it without legal trouble following you.ย
They scowled when it happened. Shooting you a glare, mumbling curse words, and slamming their empty plastic cup down on the table. You should have known they werenโt normal. Something was off, but you didnโt understand it then. You thought they were upset over something silly. You didnโt think they were showing you their real form.ย
Beneath the soft kisses and the need for intimacy, something dark hid beneath their skin suit. With each item you shoved in a trash bag, you were reminded of it. Your fingers shook, but you endured because you always did. If you could endure this, you could endure anything.ย
~ ~ ~ย
You dubbed them dickhead one and dickhead two. Seungmin and Minho stood guard with similar crossed arms and narrowed eyes. Felix sat down on the floor beside his bed with his Nintendo Switch.ย
โYouโre being assholes!โ You complained. Sitting on the edge of Felixโs bed, your arms sat over your chest. You glared at the floor. You knew they meant well, but you were too stubborn to admit it.ย
โAnd youโre being a little bitch,โ Seungmin countered. โYouโre lucky Felix is being nice enough to offer you his bed. Get in it, get under the covers, and go to sleep.ย
โJesus Christ, do you two kiss your mothers with those foul mouths?โ Felix mumbled. His thumbs moved as he moved his character around his Animal Crossing island.ย
โYongbok, sit there and stay out of it.โย
โHey,โ Minho countered, โdonโt talk to him like that. You either put your ass in that bed, or Iโm going to invent chloroform and knock you out with it.โย
You glared at him.ย
โKeep it up and Iโll hogtie you while Iโm at it.โย
โAsshole.โย
โCuntdracula, get beneath the covers and go to sleep, or so help me I-โ Seungmin never finished his sentence.ย
Felixโs bedroom door flung open and you glanced up. Han strolled in and smiled when he saw you. โI heard someone couldnโt sleep very well.โย
โI donโt want to talk about it.โย
Seungmin rolled his eyes and jerked open the door. โThank god. Iโm clocking out and Iโll be in the living room if anyone needs me. Actually, I take it back. Iโm going into the kitchen and finding a drink. This is fucking exhausting.โย
โI know you donโt want to talk about it.โ Han dropped beside you on the bed. He leaned over, placing his head on your shoulder. โWeโre all worried about you. Youโre practically sleep-walking as you speak. You canโt keep this up, youโll collapse.โย
โBut Iโm afraid,โ you weakly admitted. You blinked rapidly, trying not to cry. โIโm afraid if Iโll go to sleep something will-โย
โNuh-uh. Thatโs not happening. Yongbok is going to kick your exโs ass. Before they get to him, they gotta go through me and my airfryer,โ Minho reminded you.ย Iโll stick a feral ferret and wild boar on their ass.โย
โBoar?โ Felix glanced up from the floor. โDo you mean Changbin?โย
โHave you ever seen Changbin when heโs mad? Dwaekki after dark is a boar.โ Minho shuddered and shook his head. โThatโs the stuff of nightmares. Weโll hold down the fort, you just focus on getting some sleep and letting us handle it for now. Iโm going to go wrangle the puppy.โย
He left you alone, leaving you with Felix and Han. Han wrapped an arm around your body. โPlease try to get some sleep. We can tackle this again when you wake up.โย
โYeah.โ Felix got up and crawled onto your opposite side. โIโll bash their head in with my Nintendo Switch. Bet they wouldnโt see that coming, would they?โย
โYouโre not that scary, Lix.โย
โClearly, someone hasnโt seen me when I lose a game I play passionately.โ He huffed, leaned over, and laid across you and Han. โMaybe I should ask Innie to join us. Would it make you feel better if we all puppy-piled?โย
โMaybe a little,โ you finally admitted.ย
โSay no more. Han, take over and watch my house. Chan is on my island and my house is in danger. Heโs been threatening to take my stuff.โย
Han raised an eyebrow. โWhen did Chan get into Animal Crossing?โย
โRight after I threatened to open his window on the plane and let it vacuum him into the sky. I was bored and didnโt want to play alone.โย
He texted on his phone, as if his words were the most normal thing in the world.ย
~ ~ ~ย
The thirteen hours of sleep finally left you feeling somewhat refreshed. You were still paranoid and worried, but you felt better. You entered the JYP building with the guys and scattered in different directions. With Minho and Chan, you ventured into the dance practice room, so you could try and learn the dance moves you kept messing up.ย
The rest of the guys did their own things. For nearly an hour, you worked tirelessly. When you paused to take a break, you sucked in a deep breath and headed to the door. โIโm going to go find a drink. Iโll be right back.โย
โYou didnโt bring one?โ Chan called after you.ย
โNah, I forgot it because I was in a hurry this morning.โย
Minho laughed at you and pointed, making sure to make a mockery of your actions. You rolled your eyes, flipped him off, and headed out to go find a drink. On your way down the hall, you paused when your manager called your name and waved you down.ย
โFelix is on his way back from one of the cafes with drinks. He wants to know if you can head downstairs and meet him outside. Apparently, heโs almost dropping the drinks. Iโd go help him, but Iโve got a meeting with the uppers.โย
A brief lapse of fear ran through you, but you pushed it aside, forcing yourself to smile. โYeah, Iโll head down there now. Thanks for letting me know.โ You found it strange that Felix didnโt call, but you didnโt have your phone with you. It was tucked in your bag in the dance practice room.ย
You headed in the direction of the stairs, trying to be mindful of all the trainees, idols, and spare employees. In the lobby, you walked through the tile floors, trying to ignore the dreading feeling building in your stomach. You told yourself the anxiety was pointless.ย
Your ex wasnโt in the area. Surely, they knew youโd put the pieces together. Theyโd know you knew it was them and theyโd go far away, never bothering you again, right? At least, thatโs what you wanted to happen.ย
At the set of glass doors, you pushed them open and headed outside. In the early hours of the morning, cars brushed past downtown. A distant horn honked and a plethora of people hurried past the building, eager to go somewhere. You sucked in a deep breath and turned in the direction you assumed Felix would be coming from.ย
Usually when you got drinks for one another, you came from the cafe you favored. It was your favorite for that reason. Everyone liked the drinks and pastries, it wasnโt just you. As you walked, your nerves short-circuited and your feet stopped.ย
In the distance, someone walked towards you with their hoodie hood pulled down. You tried to look around them, searching for Felix, but you couldnโt find him. You took a step back, focusing on the fear running through you.ย
โYouโre being dramatic,โ you mumbled beneath your breath. โItโs just a random person. Itโs chilly outside andโฆโ You trailed off as they picked up speed.ย
Their head tipped up and they jerked down their hood. Even from a distance, you could see the dead eyes. Something hid beneath the arm of their hoodie. It sat balled up and your stomach dropped. Your heart took off and so did you.ย
Footsteps stormed after you. Cars blurred as you rushed back to the building. Your heart hammered in your chest and you struggled to breathe. There was one thing you liked about the JYP building. You shoved your finger against the fingerprint reader and the doors clicked.ย
Right as you grabbed the door and jerked it shut behind you, their silhouette appeared. You tugged as hard as you could. They tried to pull, but the door sealed shut with a loud click. Locked inside, you were untouchable.ย
A phone rang behind you and someone picked it up. Footsteps. Your own heavy breathing. The dead eyes of your ex and that damn smile. The corners of their mouth upturned and you couldnโt breathe.ย
A flash of something silver appeared in their fist. They taunted, waving whatever the object was at you. Your fear grew and so did their grin. For a moment, you couldnโt breathe. You couldnโt think. Tears pricked in your eyes.ย
They reached over to the keypad, trying to use their own prints to get in and it snapped you out of it. You jerked around. โHelp! Help! Call the cops! Help!โ You didnโt recognize the shrillness in your voice, but Felix did.ย
He was on his way down to the canteen when he heard you yelling. A handful of people started to dial and Felix approached you. โHey, what is-โ He stopped when something banged against the door. โCall security now!โ
He grabbed you and pulled you back from the door. You clutched onto him, shaking like a leaf. Words erupted from your ex, but you couldnโt hear them through the thick glass. You heard the excessive banging, but the words remained muted.ย
Hot tears filled your eyes. A group of similar dressed men in dark polos and dress pants rushed forward to stop the man. Cries were heard. Felix jerked you into his chest, so you didnโt see the chaos. Your ex screamed.ย
โWeโve got a sasaeng!โ Another yelled.ย
โItโs not a sasaeng,โ you spoke up, โthatโs my ex.โย
~ ~ ~ย
โThe cops said a phone call came in to the new receptionist. When the person said they were Felix from Stray Kids and needed you, she didnโt recognize the voice. Too frazzled and unsure, she passed the message along to our manager.โ Changbin sat at the end of the couch. โThatโs how you were lured outside.โย
In Jeongin and Chanโs dorm, you all gathered to try and understand what happened. After everything unraveled at the company building, shaken up after two security guards were stabbed, the company dismissed everyone from the building, so the cops could put the story together. You talked to the cops. Changbin talked to the cops. Felix talked to the cops.ย
You were left exhausted and in disbelief. The injured security guards were going to be okay, but you were still distressed. If you wouldnโt have slipped back into the building, if the doors wouldnโt have automatically locked, you werenโt sure youโd be with the guys right now. Your head felt fuzzy.ย
Your body strung across Felix, Hyunjin, and Seungmin. Despite your argument with Seungmin the other day, he played with your hair gently as your eyes drooped. You were still so exhausted from everything occurring over the past two weeks. This morning felt like a nightmare came to life. Every time your eyes shut, you remembered the way they grinned.ย
A slew of charges awaited them. Tomorrow, you planned on going to the police station with Chan and your manager. A restraining order would be put in place. Not only with you, but your manager wanted to discuss a restraining order being prepared for the entire group. They werenโt having any of it.ย
โI really thought it was Felix,โ you mumbled sleepily. โI went out because I thought he needed help.โย
โI was recording with Han and Hyunjin.โ He gently patted your back. โIโm right here and weโre okay. Thatโs the most important thing.โ
โI canโt believe security guards were stabbed.โย
โTheyโll be okay, theyโre rough guys. One time, one of them threw me over his shoulder and took me down the stairs to prove a point.โ Hyunjin playfully poked your calf. โHe was short, so I insisted he couldnโt carry me. He proved me wrong.โย
โHuh?โย
โIt was sometime last year.โย
โCheater,โ Changbin grumbled.ย
โAnd youโre a cheater, cheater,โ Felix added, shooting a glare at Changbin.ย
โI did no such thing.โย
โIโm a victim,โ Seungmin mumbled beneath his breath. โStuck in a love triangle that I didnโt ask to be part of. I knew I shouldnโt have sat on the couch.โย
โI think the most important thing is that the jackass is gone. Theyโre gone and weโre all safe. Theyโll be locked away for a long time and weโre safe,โ Hyunjin repeated.ย
โNuh-uh,โ Minho strolled into the room, โyouโre all about to be a victim of me. I killed off Han, Chan, and Jeongin.โย
Jeongin peeked around the living room corner. โHyung, weโre literally just in the kitchen and eating ice cream. Weโre not dead yet. You wouldnโt kill me anyway, Iโm too cute to kill.โย
Minho glared and then sighed. โDamn. You make a good point. Youโre off the hook, but not the other two.โย
โIโm literally like the love of your life,โ Han cried out.ย
โYeah,โ Chan said, โplus, Iโm your elder. You canโt kill me off, thatโs ageist.โย
Minhoโs hands went up in the air in defeat.ย
โHey look, theyโre finally asleep.โ Seungmin gently poked your cheek. With your face relaxed and your eyes shut, you breathed softly. โItโs about fucking time.โย
โPoor thing is traumatized.โย
โI donโt think theyโre ever going to date again,โ Felix frowned.ย
โWelp,โ Minho shrugged, โI guess theyโll just have to date one of us.โย
Hanโs eyes widened. โHyung! You canโt just say that!โ
โI donโt see any of you trying to stop my ass grabbing.โย
โPerverts in my catholic home,โ Hyunjin shut his eyes. โI canโt believe this.โ He leaned back against the couch.ย
โHey, this isnโt even your house.โ Jeongin appeared from the kitchen. โLeave Channie hyung and Iโs dorm alone.โย
โYou heard the little man,โ Minho added, โleave my ass grabbing alone, or youโre next Hwang.โย
They didnโt know you werenโt asleep; you heard the entire thing, just grateful that the horror had finally passed and you all survived.ย
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"what's in my bag" - ot8 skz headcanons by @cosmicalily | what i think skz's gfs would keep in their bags
author's note: a skz ver of the ateez ones i posted on @liliesformingi <3 warnings: reader is referred to as a girl, however no feminine pronouns are given (i tend to use girl/girlie kind of as a gender neutral overarching term)
bangchan & minho
the breakdown: bangchan girlies keep their bag minimal and down to the essentials, a tried and tested selection of exactly what they know they'll need while out. and, of course, a little friend to keep them company is a must, and earphones are essential for moody music listening sessions on the train! minho girlies are always prepared for any feline that might approach them, along with a sweet, subtle fragrance to enchant any non-cat walkers by! again, kept simple but sentimental; daily bits and pieces, all very well loved!
changbin & hyunjin
the breakdown: changbin girlies are the kind of people you'd meet in a restroom and they'd fix your hair for you, and their bag contents reflects that! a super cute wallet (with a pilates studio membership likely hidden inside) as well as snacks for on the go; you never know when you need a sweet treat! hyunjin girlies treat the world as their muse, adorers of any kind of physical media. they start the day with the basics, and throughout their adventures, collect little bits and pieces, probably for their journal. flowers, keychains, crystals . . . anything!
jisung & felix
the breakdown: jisung girlies are quirky and sentimental, always keeping something on hand to keep them occupied when out and about, whether it be a graphic novel, fidget or a gaming device, as well as a digicam to capture physical thoughts and memories. felix girlies are refined and reliable, with a well-stocked bag that has anything anyone might possibly need on hand. need a tampon? you know they've got you. hands are dry? this cream's scented like vanilla! they're the ultimate girls' girl!
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the breakdown: seungmin girlies know what they want and like, and that's familiarity. a physical notebook makes them feel more in touch with the present than a phone notes app, and even though they're always one for practicality, this is a luxury they won't deny. also collectors of fluffy things; they remind them of him. jeongin girlies are always on trend and up to date; the latest phone? they preordered it a month ago. that new lip product everyone's raving about? they have it in four shades. the contents are constantly swapping in and out, lovers of trying new and fun things!
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SKZ as love languages
summary: skz maknae line x gn reader - what love language they would embody/enjoy
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Han Jisung - Physical Touch Giving: Thereโs something almost magical about how Han Jisung comes home to you. Itโs the way his tired eyes brighten when he sees you, the way his whole demeanor shifts from exhaustion to pure contentment. His favorite part of the day? Walking through that door, dropping his bag, and wrapping his arms around you like heโs been starved for your touch all day. Youโre there, always waiting, and he doesnโt take that for granted. "Sungie!" you greet him, practically running to him for a tight hug. He smiles, his lips curling up, and without hesitation, his hands come up to cup your face. His kisses are tender and full of love, starting at your forehead, brushing across the tip of your nose, and finally landing on your lips. Every time, it's like the first time all over again. โI love you,โ he says with that soft smile of his, like heโs completely in awe of you. His eyes twinkle, and for a moment, the world outside your little bubble doesnโt exist. Itโs just the two of you, wrapped up in each other, and thatโs all he needs. "I love you, too," you whisper back, your heart racing as you rest your forehead against his. It's moments like this that make the long day worth it.
Receiving: Jisung isnโt shy about his need for affection, and the moment you give him even the smallest amount, he practically melts. You could brush your hand against his arm or squeeze his hand lightly, and heโd turn into a puddle of sweetness. Heโll lean into your touch, his eyes softening, and sometimes heโll look at you like youโre the best thing to happen to him. Even if youโre walking by each other, he might grab you and pull you into a hug, pressing his face into the crook of your neck as if heโs starved for the comfort of your arms. "I missed you," heโll murmur quietly, and even though youโre not sure how long itโs been, his words always make it feel like itโs been forever. Thereโs no end to how much he wants to hold you, touch you, make sure you know how much you mean to him.
Felix - Gift Giving + Physical Touch Giving: Felix is a man who listensโand I mean really listens. He notices the small things you mention in passing, the little details you might not even realize youโve said, and then, months later, he surprises you with them. Maybe you mentioned how you liked a particular perfume or how you thought a book looked interesting, and there he is, surprising you with exactly what you wanted, even though youโve long forgotten you ever mentioned it. Itโs never about the price or the grandeur; itโs about the thoughtfulness behind it. Felix doesnโt shy away from expressing his love physically, either. He loves being close to you, especially at night when things are winding down. Before you both drift off to sleep, he pulls you in for one of those cozy, warm cuddles, his body enveloping you in a way that feels like home. His lips gently kiss your forehead, and he whispers into the quiet, โGood night, baby.โ Your response is soft, sleepy, โNight, Lixie.โ And even though itโs a simple exchange, itโs everything to himโthose little moments, the warmth of your body next to his, the comfort of knowing youโre both safe and together.
Receiving: Felix is much more of a giver when it comes to affection, but when you surprise him with a hug or a soft kiss out of nowhere, it catches him off guard every time. Heโs used to being the one who initiates all the cuddles, so when you wrap your arms around him or sneak in a kiss on his cheek, heโll freeze for a moment, his eyes wide. He blinks, trying to process the unexpected affection, and then his face will flush a little. His hands might hesitate at first, unsure of how to respond, but then, just like you always do, heโll pull you closer, wrap his arms around you, and kiss you right back, his fingers tracing along your back as though heโs savoring every moment. Heโll laugh shyly, his voice soft. โYouโre lucky youโre cute,โ heโll tease, but his smile is warm, and his eyes are full of affection, making it clear that he loves the way you love him.
Seungmin - Acts of Service, Physical Touch + Words of Affirmation Giving: Seungminโs love language is sneaky, like a game of pretend. Heโll act like heโs annoyed when you ask for help, but in reality, he secretly loves doing things for you. One of your favorite things is when youโre cooking dinner together, and you ask him to chop the vegetables. Heโll roll his eyes, scoffing, but before you even realize it, heโs grabbing the knife and slicing up the onions with expert precision. โYou canโt do everything yourself,โ heโll mutter, but thereโs a softness in his voice that he canโt quite hide. Itโs in these little momentsโwhen he says he doesnโt want to help, but ends up doing it anywayโthat you realize just how much he loves you. Heโs not great at expressing it verbally all the time, but his actions speak louder than words.
Receiving: Seungmin is not a man who craves over-the-top affection, but when you give him little compliments or affectionate touches, it sends him into a cute, flustered mess. The most innocent comment from you can make his face turn pink. One night, after dinner, youโre sitting across from him when you casually say, โMinnie, your smile is adorable.โ He freezes, blinking at you like you just told him you were going to the moon. โReally?โ he asks, sounding like he doesnโt believe you at all. You grin, leaning closer. โYeah, really. My pretty boy with the prettiest smile.โ He immediately covers his face, his cheeks flushing a deep shade of pink. โStop,โ he groans, though you can see the little smile heโs trying to hide. โYouโre embarrassing me.โ You canโt help but laugh, reaching over to take his hand, and he lets you, even though heโs still trying to act like heโs not enjoying the attention. Itโs moments like thisโwhen he lets himself be vulnerable with youโthat make him feel the safest, and for you, itโs one of the sweetest things he does.
Jeongin - Quality Time Giving: Jeongin isnโt one for excessive physical touch, but the way he expresses love is through time spent together. He enjoys your presence more than anything, and thatโs what makes him happiest. The two of you could spend hours doing something as simple as arguing over what movie to watch or bickering about which snack to buy, and to him, thatโs more than enough. Itโs in these small moments that he feels most connected to you. โYouโre so impossible,โ you laugh as you try to make your case for the movie you want to watch. โIโm impossible? You always pick the weirdest movies,โ Jeongin teases, his playful smile lighting up his face. โExcuse me, I pick good movies, okay?โ You roll your eyes, crossing your arms dramatically. โGood? Theyโre all so weird,โ he replies, shaking his head in mock disbelief. The bickering continues, but itโs lighthearted and full of warmth. You both know thereโs no serious tensionโjust two people who love spending time together, even if itโs over something as trivial as choosing the right movie.
Receiving: Jeonginโs idea of love is simple: quality time. He doesnโt need constant PDA or big gestures, just your presence. When youโre together, he feels content. Sometimes heโll catch your eye when youโre not looking, just to see if youโre still there, just to remind himself that youโre real and that youโre his. Itโs those quiet, unspoken moments that make him the happiest. โCan we just stay like this for a while?โ he asks, his voice soft as he leans against you, his hand naturally slipping into yours. You smile, squeezing his hand. โOf course.โ For Jeongin, thatโs all he needs: being with you, doing nothing and everything, and knowing that youโre both happy in each otherโs company
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We Never Broke upโฆ.rightโฆ.?
โโโเญจเงโโโโโโโโเญจเงโโโโโโโเญจเงโโโ
Pairing: Idol!Felix x Fem!Reader
Summary: Felix just canโt seem to let go of his Ex. Idek if it makes sense i just wildly typed something out in my notes app.
Warnings: Smut Smut Smut. Minors DNI ๐
A/N: Felix was so hot at the Louis Vuitton show yesterdayโฆ. expect a fic about it.
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Y/N hated him.
Not the way people toss the word around casuallyโugh I hate that guyโbut the kind of hate that sits inside your chest like wet cement, heavy and permanent, poured in the shape of his name.
She hated how he broke her heart like it was a disposable thing. She hated how cool and detached heโd looked doing it, like he hadnโt spent months memorizing her coffee order and the birthmark on her thigh. She hated his new Instagram photos: hair wet, jaw clenched, staring into the lens like it owed him something. She hated seeing other girls repost them. She hated the adsโthe LED screens flashing his face, the soft-focus images of his smile on bus stops and subway walls. She hated that just the sight of him could gut her like a fish.
And worst of all, she hated that even nowโmonths laterโshe still knocked on his door. Or he knocked on hers. Depending on who broke first.
Tonight, it was him.
She heard the knock before she saw him. No words, no messages. Just a knock like a reflex.
She didnโt ask who it was. Didnโt need to.
When she opened the door, he was already looking downโhood low, hands shoved into the pockets of his hoodie, glasses doing nothing to hide the sharp lines of a face that still lived in her memories like a ghost refusing to leave. She didnโt speak. Neither did he.
She just stepped aside.
It always started the same.
His mouth on hers like an apology he didnโt know how to say. Her nails on his skin like a punishment he knew he deserved. Their bodies colliding with the violence of everything they refused to speak aloud.
โStill mad at me?โ he asked against her neck, breath warm.
She pulled his shirt up over his head, eyes dark. โDonโt flatter yourself.โ
But her hands trembled.
He smirked, the cocky, infuriating grin she used to kiss just to shut him up. โYou always say that. Right before you let me fuck you into the mattress.โ
She did.
And she let him again.
Because Felix always knew how to break her open in bed. He touched her like he owned her. Fucked her like no one else mattered. Whispered things in her ear that made her knees buckle, his voice deep and rough and aching with something they refused to name.
He always knew just how deep to go. How long to stay inside her before she broke.
Sheโd come undone beneath him, clinging to his back, his name bitten into her pillow. And when it was over, when her chest heaved and his lips hovered just above her skin, they both stayed frozen.
Like maybe if they didnโt speak, they could pretend it was something else.
That they werenโt exes. That they hadnโt ruined each other.
โYou should go,โ she whispered into the silence.
He didnโt move.
Instead, he brushed his thumb across the curve of her hip like he was tracing a memory. His eyes softened for just a second. โYou still wear the necklace I gave you.โ
She slapped his hand away.
โDonโt do that,โ she said. โDonโt pretend this is sweet.โ
โIt was sweet,โ he murmured, quieter now. โSometimes.โ
โYeah, well. Sometimes wasnโt enough.โ
She turned away, curling into herself, sheets tangled at her waist.
He sat up, watching her like she might disappear. Like he wanted to say something, but didnโt trust himself not to say too muchโฆ..
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She didnโt know how they ended up like this again. He was supposed to perform at a show tonight.
But Felix had her pulled back into him, her spine curved flush against his chest. One of his hands was between her legs, slick and cruelly slow, while the other was wrapped around her throat.
Not tight. Just enough to make her breath catch, just enough to make her thighs tremble.
He knew exactly what he was doing.
โStill like it when I do this, baby?โ he murmured against her ear, voice low and hoarse from how long theyโd been at it. โKnew youโd come crawling back for it.โ
She didnโt answerโcouldnโt, not with his forearm curved so perfectly under her jaw, lean bicep pressed right against the side of her neck. He kept his grip precise, just how she liked it. Heโd always had strong arms, dancer-lean and deceptively firm. And when he used them like thisโslow pressure, whispering filth into her hairโshe completely came undone.
Her fingers clawed at the sheets. โFuck, Felixโโ
He chuckled darkly, kissing the hinge of her jaw, licking a stripe up to her ear. โThis pussy misses me,โ he groaned, rocking his hips into her from behind. โSo fucking tight around me. You think anyone else can fuck you like this?โ
He punctuated it with a hard thrust, choking her a little more as her eyes fluttered shut.
โYou think they know what you look like when youโre like this?โ he rasped. โFalling apart, drooling all over the pillow, letting me use you like this?โ
His breath stuttered. He held her tighterโnot just around the neck, but her waist too, as if he couldnโt stand the idea of her slipping away.
โI swear to God,โ he whispered, a tremor in his voice now, โno one else gets to see you like this. No one.โ
She moaned helplessly, back arching against him as his rhythm quickened, hips slamming into her from behind in perfect, brutal strokes. His fingers moved to her clit, relentless, his bicep flexing just a little moreโand thatโs all it took.
She came with a ragged sob, her whole body shaking in his hold. Felix groaned behind her, burying his face in her neck as he followed, clutching her tight, fucking her through it like heโd die if he stopped.
Afterward, he didnโt let go.
He just stayed there, arm still around her throat but soft now, his other hand sliding down to rest over her stomach, the smallest breath of a kiss against her shoulder.
And it hit her thenโhow quiet it was. How easy it would be to say something. Anything. She frowned when he pulled out.
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Chan always said their breakup was messy. Both of them too prideful. Both of them too hurt to reach back when the other pulled away. It was the kind of love that burned everything it touched. And yetโthey kept coming back.
They kept knocking on each otherโs doors like addicts desperate for another hit.
โโโโเญจเงโโโโ
Felix stood finally, pulling his hoodie back on.
โIโll go,โ he said. But he didnโt move. โJust tell me one thing.โ
She didnโt answer.
โDo you still love me?โ
Her breath caught. She looked at himโreally looked at himโfor the first time in weeks.
He was still beautiful. Still hers, in a way no one else could ever be. But she said nothing.
And maybe that silence was the answer.
Or maybe it wasnโt.
Because the next time there was a knock, she opened the door again.
And the time after that.
And the time after that.
Because some people never really break up. Not in the ways that matter. They just take turns pretending the other one doesnโt still live inside their bones.
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Bsf skz texts are so good????? Can you do bsf skz texts accidentally caught thirsting over yn PLS?



bsf!skz accidentally getting caught thirsting!!
pairing: skz x fem!reader
ask and u shall recieve, anon!! <33
tw: sexting, pet names (baby, kitty, angel, puppy, pretty girl), small talk of collars and choking, general freak behavior

bang chan;
minho;
changbin;
hyunjin;
jisung;
felix;
seungmin;
jeongin;

a/n;
haiii :3 requests are open!!
i love these idiots (bsf skz)
iโll be posting a little one shot soon!! longer story for the lovebugs (you) <3
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Request from @myfrecklesboy
Felix x fem reader smut audio
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love-coded.exe
season one: finding sunshine boy a hacker group, comprised of five members, has their world changed when a glitch leads to y/n joining their private chat. gn!reader.
-หห S1 EP 3.2: S.O.S signal แฐ.แ
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๐พ๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐..๐๐๐๐๐?

๐ถ๐๐๐๐: ๐ต๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐, ๐ต๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: ๐บ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก (๐ณ๐๐'๐), ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐ธ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ก
๐ฝ๐พ๐ ๐ฟ๐๐พ๐พ๐ต ๐๐ด๐ฐ๐ณ ๐
๐ฟ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: ๐๐๐๐๐ณ๐๐!๐ต๐๐๐๐ก ๐ก ๐ต๐๐!๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฑ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐..๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐..
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ต๐๐๐๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ท๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข. ๐ท๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐.
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐ "๐ท๐." ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข, ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข "๐ท๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐." ๐๐ ๐๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ก๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ท๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข "๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐/๐ฝ." ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ "๐ต๐๐๐๐ก...? ๐ธ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐.. ๐ธ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐.", ๐ต๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ข๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐. ๐พ๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐.
๐ต๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข "๐/๐ฝ ๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐?" ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐ข๐๐ข "๐๐...๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐." ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ "๐๐๐ข ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐ข." ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ข, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ "๐ต๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐." ๐ต๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข "๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐." ๐ท๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, "๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข." ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐.
๐ท๐ ๐ข๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐/๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐ท๐ ๐ข๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ข. ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐.
๐ท๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ "๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐." ๐ท๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, "๐ต๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐!" ๐ท๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐.
๐ท๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐. ๐ท๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข. "๐ป๐๐ก๐๐.." ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. "๐ผ๐๐๐๐..๐๐๐๐..๐๐๐ ๐ธ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข?" ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ "๐ฝ๐ ๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐..๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐." ๐ท๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข. "๐ธ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐." ๐ท๐ ๐๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. "๐ธ-๐ธ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก".
๐ฐ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐: ๐ท๐๐! ๐ธ'๐ ๐ด๐๐๐! ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ธ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐! ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐!
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Lee Felix at the DOMINATE TOUR in San Francisco!!!
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Hi sweetie! So I don't know what is up with lixie and his whole beauty and the beast obsession.. it's a beautiful concept tho... Omg nah I'm OBSESSED! Could I get a fic where reader and Felix are best friends but are low key something more (you know how it goes ๐คฃ) and him and reader attend a fancy dress party and without him knowing (until reader shows up) that she is dressed in the most stunning belle inspired princess dress and he's in LOVE. Like absolutely in awe. literally can't catch his breath. Like literally that's my wife right there. Oh but things take a turn for the worst when she slips and bumps her head (maybe from dancing on the table - a dare by Han) to the point where's she's all dazed and confused and Han feels guilty trying to help clean her up with protective chan or someone but shes all like no I want my beast! And it's just so cute because as if the reader hasn't pulled on lixies heartstrings enough! And the boys are so offended but so shocked and so happy that you want Felix more then anyone and it's obvious you two have a thing and it's all so lush and it's all so perfect and it all makes perfect sense! And omg just reader and lixie as beauty and the beast! ๐ฅบ Maybe a long hard cute confession of their love at the end maybe? (Idk, you said you wanted long requests so I'm really trying here ๐) Thank youuuu x
Tale as Old as Love | Lee Felix


Synopsis: A night of dancing, festivity...and one unfortunate head bump leaves Beauty wanting her Beast.
Pairing: Felix x Reader
Genre: non-idol au, best friends to lovers, fluff, a little crack
Warnings: Mentions of alcohol
WC: 2.3K
Notice: Hello, my loves! As you all may have noticed, I have been M.I.A. due to some issues in my personal life :( Nevertheless, I am back and here to deliver your hearts' requests! I absolutely ADORED writing this, so I thank you, dear darling, for the request! Without further ado, enjoy the night with your Beast ;)
Divider By: @strangergraphics
The night was shimmering with gold; the sun was starting to set over the trees overhead, casting an ethereal glimmer on the crowd of partygoers below---some were chatting while enjoying sparkling glasses of wine, some were just arriving and prepared for a night of joyous adventure. One, however, was still waiting for his date to arrive.
It was not Felix's idea to attend this elaborate dress party; in fact, it is never truly his idea to attend any of the events you two often find yourselves parading at. You had casually brought up the idea just a week or so prior, stating how you had a coworker who knew a guy that knew a guy who could get you, Felix, and the rest of your friend group into the party for free. Your best friend, looking forward to a night of dressing up and dancing the night away, more so looking forward to doing so with you, agreed to the idea almost instantly. He had even offered to pick you up; however, you had declined for reasons unbeknownst to Felix.
Thus, here he stood, adorned in a deep navy embroidered jacket with gold thread curling across the edges of the torso and sleeves, matching dress pants, and black dress shoes that felt like they were squeezing his ankles to the point of blistering. The party had officially started almost ten minutes ago, yet you were nowhere to be found.
Felix glanced nervously at his watch, then towards the entrance to the party venue, before taking a deep sigh; as he exhaled, he noticed Han coming out of the double doors, holding a glass of champagne.
"Y/n's still not here?" Han questioned before taking a sip of his drink. Felix responded with a saddened head shake.
"It's weird," he began. "She's always on time. I'm usually the one that's running late." Han chuckled lightly.
"Well, come on inside and dance with us while you're waiting for your princess to arrive." Han started his stride back to the event, leaving Felix agape at his words; eventually, Felix followed suit and quickly found his group of friends.
The room sparkled under sparkling chandeliers. Couples danced to the slow music softly blaring overhead. Glittering masks and flowing ball gowns were everywhere imaginable. Felix tapped his foot nervously, unable to focus on Changbin attempting to hold a conversation with him about some new workout routine. He glanced around the expansive ballroom, hoping he would catch sight of your face somewhere in the crowd.
Where were you?
His train of thought was broken by the doors creaking open and numerous gasps erupting from the crowd; Felix's attention fixated on the capturing sight.
For a second, he forgot how to breathe.
You had finally arrived at the party, dressed in a glistening, goldenrod gown, clearly inspired by the beauty, Belle, herself; off-the shoulder sleeves brushed against your shoulders, a lace-fitted bodice curved perfectly onto your waist, and a full, flowing skirt shimmered with every step. Your hair was pinned up with tiny, jeweled pins glinting like stars. Your face was lit with a soft, glowing smile as your eyes scanned the room in search of Felix.
The boy in question was stiffened, his eyes the only part of his body that he could adjust as he watched your every move.
"Bro," Changbin whispered, nudging Felix's arm. "You good?"
"She..." Felix stammered, his voice briefly catching in his throat. "She's beautiful."
"If he's like this now, imagine him on their wedding day," Hyunjin teased, eliciting laughter from the others. Felix, however, just nodded his head in agreement.
"Yeah. Imagine," he responded in a daze. "Because that is my future wife." The boys snorted in laughter as you slowly approached them, cheeks flushed a light shade of pink as you noticed Felix's stare.
"Y/n!" Minho called out first. "Give us a spin!" You giggled as you twirled, the fabric of your dress spinning before carefully falling back into place. You looked up at Felix and gave a toothy grin.
"Hey," you shyly greeted.
"Hey," he breathily replied. "You look...magical." Felix's words made your heart pound in your chest as your gaze fixated on the floor. It felt as if every moment of tension between you and Felix had peaked at this very moment; sure, you had always been best friends, but it had also always felt like...more than that.
Throughout the entire night, you rarely left Felix's side, only doing so to grab another drink or chat with a friend. The two of you would share snacks with one another, sneak into the nearby photobooth, and laugh about any and everything together. There was no denying that something soft yet electric was in the air between you two; Felix's freckled cheeks would redden at anything you did, and you could not keep your eyes on him for more than a few seconds without shyly glancing away. It felt as if absolutely nothing could ruin this night.
Except for Han Jisung.
An energetic dance song had begun to blast through the speakers, immediately prompting Han to rush over to you.
"Y/n! Come dance with me! This is our song!" Han screamed over the music; he had perhaps had one too many glasses of champagne, denoted by the way he was tugging sluggishly at your arm.
"Okay, okay!" you chuckled at his antics before turning to Felix. "You don't mind, do you?"
"Not at all, love," Felix answered as he patted your shoulder. "Just, uh...good luck with that one."
You laughed at his response before scattering off with Han. You were making your way towards the dance floor before Han tugged you in a completely different direction. You were utterly confused...that is until Han hopped onto an empty table, swaying to the beat and begging you to join him.
'Eh, it won't hurt!' you thought to yourself as you hiked your skirt up slightly and climbed onto the table alongside Han. Felix kept his eyes on you from a distance, watching you dance along to the loud party track. He was glad you were having a good time and began making his way over to the table so he could cheer you on.
Before he could, however, the heel of your shoe caught onto the edge of the table, causing you to fall backwards when you went to take a step forward. Your head smacked against the floor lightly, causing Felix, Han, and Chan to rush your way. Han and Chan, being the closest in vicinity, were the first to make it there.
"Y/n!" Chan nearly screamed. "Are you okay?" He tried to lift up your head, but to his surprise, you pushed his arm away. Han attempted to do the same but was met with a similar reaction.
"Felix," you murmured painfully. "Where's Felix? I want Felix!"
Upon your pleas, Felix rushed to your side, something twisting so painfully in his chest that he felt his heart breaking into two pieces.
"I'm here, love," he whispered as he cradled you in his arms. "I'm here."
Felix helped you up gently, sending Chan to grab an ice pack for your head. You clung to him like a lifeline, your head still throbbing from the impact.
"You scared me, y/n," Felix chuckled as Chan hurried over with the ice pack. Felix pressed the cool compact against your forehead, and you sighed as you felt instant relief.
"'M sorry," you groaned.
"No need to apologize; although, you know you don't have to put on a spectacle like that to get my attention, right? You've already got it!" Felix was only joking, but the way you looked up at him was as serious as ever.
"I...I do?" you questioned, causing Felix's eyes to widen.
"I mean, yeah. Yeah, of course you do. You're my best friend; I'm always going to pay attention to you."
"What about as more than a friend?" you suddenly asked. Felix felt his heartrate quicken.
"Um...what do you mean, y/n?"
"I mean...do I have your attention as more than a friend?" You stared into his eyes, searching for some sort of a response, whether it be fear, hesitation, love, whatever.
"Well, uh...you see-"
"It's okay if I don't," you suddenly replied. "I understand."
"What? No, no! That's not what I mean at all it's just...the question just caught me off guard is all!" Felix nervously stuttered, attempting to chuckle and cover up his anxiety; however, the look in your eyes spelled out that you did not believe him. Thus, he took a deep breath and confessed.
"You have always had my attention in that way. Everything about you, it...it awes me, truly. Tonight was just more proof of that."
"Me falling off of a table proved that you like me?"
"No!" Felix playfully nudged you before continuing. "Tonight...the way you looked, the way you looked at me, everything. It just all proved that I fell so much harder for you than I thought I ever would." To his response, your cheeks flushed and your eyes softened.
"Trust me, this isn't the way I wanted to tell you," you began, "but I fell for you too. The way you care about me, protect me...it's all so endearing and I... I love you for it, Lixie." Felix's eyes widened once more, and his lips formed into an endearing grin.
"You...love me?"
"Mhm," you nodded, a thin smile forming. "Again, not how I wanted to tell you. In fact, I'm going to have to tell Seungmin to keep the sign we made in his car-"
"Wait, sign?" Felix inquired whilst laughing. "You made a sign to tell me that you loved me?"
"What can I say? I'm a hopeless romantic!"
"Wait so, the reason you invited me out tonight...it was to confess to me?"
"Perhaps," you looked away, pretending to think about Felix's words. "I wanted to make tonight special, but as you can see, it has turned...not so special." You shrugged, allowing your hands to fall into your lap as they came down; as soon as they did, Felix grabbed them, pressing gentle kisses onto both of them.
"Every moment I spend with you is special, y/n. You are truly a fairytale come true. Because of that, it is with full confidence that I can say I love you too." As Felix watched your eyes light up, a slower, romantic song began to play; as such, he smiled towards you before standing up and holding out his left hand for you to take.
"May I have this dance, my Beauty? If you feel well enough for it, that is?"
"You may, my Beast," you replied, grinning from ear to ear as you took Felix's hand.
Thus, under the soft golden lights, you danced in each other's embrace. The world around you seemed to vanish as you both thought, in the backs of your minds, that this was your happily ever after all along.
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