#in skz

[sanakimohara]

My friend just introduced me to a new thing

Bully I.N, he’s just super mean to you, pushes you around, pulls your hair, slaps and gropes you. But then when people are around he’s super nice and the compete opposite of what he just did to you.

And he’s only mean to you, no one else. He’d just randomly slap you or when sitting down just puts his hands in your pants, and duh don’t forget the degrading.

I think it plays into people seeing him as innocent and nice when in reality he’s kinky and fucked up

Just an idea for you if you want 🧡🥰

“TEAR YOU APART” Y. J.

You and your friend are masterminds, love. 🖤 Now I want to do a series based on this idea! :) but I’ll settle with writing a snippet prequel for the time being… 🖤

[ MDNI ]

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Bully Jeongin starts his campaign against you with name calling -and not the cliche creative kind that people can laugh at. No, he prefers to label you with his own perversions. Taking every chance he can get to whisper in your ear, “How’s my little bitch doing today, hm?..” “Is my slut sad already?…” “You’re such an attention whore. It’s pathetic..” “Where do you think you’re going dumb bunny…” At first you snap back insults but overtime his consistent belittling makes you less angry and increasingly compliant. You’d never admit to him that your resentment was slowly twisting into a form of pining. Your pride wouldn’t allow it…

Bully Jeongin elevates to blackmailing you when the opportunity arises. Pictures and videos of you changing, texts or risqué pictures between you and your previous crush that he’s miraculously gotten his hands on, and maybe even a voice note of you touching yourself that he coerced you into making as ‘punishment’ for even thinking about another guy. “You wouldn’t want him to find out about all these inappropriate pictures you took for me, right?” He had you cornered, faking concern as he held up his phone for you to see. You face paled as pictures of you undressing showed on the screen. How’d he even get those? Why did he have them? “J-Jeongin I never took those! N-not for you, anyway…and you know that!” You try to defend yourself but panic starts to set in as you consider what Jeongin would do to keep you under his heel. He grins, shutting his phone off before slipping it into his pocket as he leans in closer to you. His eyes bare into yours, swirling with mischief as he taunts you, “Who do you think people will believe? Me? Or some whiny little slut who can’t keep her legs closed?…” Your heart sinks as his threat echoes in your brain. “You wouldn’t…” “Oh, you know I would. Don’t act so surprised dumb bunny…”

Bully Jeongin knows you go to your classes/meetings early, follows you there when he can, and uses every minute alone with you to do his worst. No one thinks to come check on you. No one even considers the notion that you’re being groped and slapped around endlessly -up against a wall, on his lap, or bent over a desk. You try to scream or cry but Jeongin learns how to silence you rather quickly. Sinking his fingers into your mouth works best in his opinion, but he’s a fan of gagging you with your own panties too. Either way you’re left panting and nearly in tears as he takes advantage of you. He’s careful not to slap you hard enough to leave a noticeable mark, all the while cooing vulgar praises in your ear as you whine from the stinging pain that sears your cheek, and inevitably your ass gets the same treatment. “What’d I tell you about wearing anything under your skirt, little slut?” He slaps your backside again, harder than before, and you whine into his hand that’s clasped over your mouth, shivering as he snakes his free hand under your skirt to rip the lace fabric off your lower half. The cold air hitting your dripping cunt makes you groan softly and you pray he doesn’t notice the effect his torture has on you, but Jeongin knows…he’s known for a while. That’s why he has no remorse for what he does to you, feels no sympathy as he tucks your panties into his pocket, and is all smiles when he finally lets you go the moment people gradually start to fill the room.

Bully Jeongin is incredibly sweet to everyone but you. Greeting them with the kindest smile -one you’ve never experienced in earnest. His charm resonates through each interaction he has with the staff and close friends. It amazes you how cruel he can be behind closed doors but deep down you wait for those moments….secretly craving them. In those fleeting pockets of time he’s true to his darkest tendencies, fully himself, and in some sick way you begin to believe he only feels comfortable around you to be just that….his truest self. That’s the cynical logic keeping you from snapping, admitting defeat, and openly confessing your crush on him. He’d probably laugh at your stupidity if you did…

Bully Jeongin claims you’re one of his ‘sweetest’ friends when someone asks about your connection to him. He’ll flash a smile your way, placing a firm hand on your lower back to bring you close to his side, and stare down into your soul. He’s daring you to tell the truth, playing with your psyche without even trying, and he’ll win the game so easily that it makes your head spin. Everybody loves him, wants to be with him, but little do they know he’s got you to play with. Why would he pay any mind to anyone else when you were such a familiar, willing, and easy target? You don’t deny him when slips a hand into your panties under the desk/table. You stand obediently when he reaches between your thighs to cup your mound, playing with your soaked folds as you try to focus on doing your job/homework. You moan so timidly into his ear every-time he ruts his hardened cock against your ass, which unconsciously pushes back into him for more, and he’ll let you until you’re interrupted or he comes undone in his pants. The push and pull between you two is finite. He likes it that way and so it’ll stay that way.

Bully Jeongin gets paired/assigned with you for projects/comeback prep more often than you think is possible. You can’t fathom how you end up partners on almost every project/task. Even if you are assigned to work with someone else/another member he still weasels his way in. Sometimes you’re sure he threatens/bribes your current partners off to have your full attention -which is true but you don’t need to know that, now do you…Jeongin surprisingly has morals when it comes to anyone else speaking badly about you. He hates it and will put a stop to it as soon as it starts. Why? He’s the only one allowed to treat you the way he does. That’s why. “….don’t say another fucking word about Y/n. She’s mine. Understand?”

Bully Jeongin loves to make you ride his thigh when you’re supposed to be studying/working. He doesn’t care that someone might hear or see you. He cares even less that you’d rather focus without being horny. “I didn’t ask what you preferred to do…” he mumbles against your lips, one hand on your hip to control how fast you pass your bare cunt over his leg, and the other keeping his phone steady as he records the whole time. You beg him not to, blushing in embarrassment as you hear his camera shutter, “Jeongin….d-don’t..” you half whine half moan as he snaps another picture. “I’ll do what I want. You just keep riding me like a good cumslut…” “M’ not…a cumslut…” you scowl in disapproval at the pet name but the expression fades to a dazed one as his hand on your hips travels down to your ass. He grasps it tight, giving the tender flesh a harsh slap in response to your defiance, “It’s cute that you think that. If you weren’t you wouldn’t be making a mess on my thigh right now and moaning like one..” his smile doesn’t match the darkness in his tone and you swallow a whimper at the contrasting factors. The heat in your core begins to unravel with every disgusting insult his gentle voice spills. “Getting off like this is all you deserve dumb bunny.” “Feels so much better than touching yourself, doesn’t it?” “Why don’t you smile at the camera when you cum. Yeah, just like that. Show ‘em’ how bad you want my cock..” He laughs softly as his words bring tears to your eyes, little droplets trickling down your cheeks as you come undone on his thigh, and try your best to smile through the riveting sensation.

‘click’ he snaps another picture of you, making sure to play with your clit to drag out your high as he does, and your smile morphs into the perfect expression of pleasure.

“Look at you being such a pretty whore for me…” Jeongin smirks, rubbing your clit faster to draw more reactions from you, and succeeding much to your dismay.

‘click’

“Picture perfect slut…”

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This was quick and sweet but like I said…I’m considering making it into a mini series. 🖤 (I literally have like 4 currently going on rn…omg…)

[ BONUS CONTENT + ]

I wanna lick the longest, sloppiest, sluttiest stripe up his abs/tummy. Like the urge is so real rn… 🖤 Credits to creator 🖤

[bandgie]

SKZ MTL likely to touch themselves in front of you - and be able to come with you watching them (and giving them praise) but not touching them?

I reckon Hyunjin would love this, and probably Jisung and Felix. Hyune would make a whole show of it, probably showering first and coming out with his hair mussed and dripping wet then dropping his towel and lying back completely naked to give you the performance of your life.

Ji would be shy the first time and stay fully clothed, just slipping his hand into his pants with his little chubby cheeks burning. But once he sees how much it turns you on and hears your words of encouragement he gets braver and shoves his pants down to let you see his fist working over his cock before he comes all over himself with a whine.

Okay I'm answering my own ask now I'll stop (but I have thoughts)...

most

Jisung!

you're so right! it's something he has to get used to I think. you're usually always touching him, stroking his cock and whispering dirty little things in his ear until he shoots hot cum into your palm. but having him do all the work while you watch is a nice switch up! might be a little nervous with a shaky grip, but when he gets into it he gets into it. whimpering and bucking his hips into his fist while you watch propped up on your elbows, feet swinging back 'n forth while cooing at him

Chan!

heavy on the mutual masturbation. you don't have to touch yourself, but he would looove to see your fingers playing with your pretty pussy while he rubs his tip. you need to talk him through it. constant praising, maybe even some directions on how he should stroke himself. and if you drool on his cock? he's busting right then and there

Hyunjin!

hot take! you need to coax him. call him a pretty boy and that you love every single thing about him. he's kind of like han in being shy, but you're right in him putting on a show once he's comfortable. bites his lip, throws his head back, lets out deep moans and the occasional gasping mewls when his tip gets sensitive. there doesn't need to be a whole lot of talking with him, but if you moan with him woooweeee he's creaming himself.

Changbin!

not me putting him lower :( but! I think binnie cums the hardest when you touch him. pinching his nipples, cupping his balls, something. then again, you could just stare into his eyes and call him your good baby and he'd be spilling cum all over the sheet on his own, but it sooo much better for him when he gets to feel you. not that he'll complain, whatever makes his baby happy

Felix!

he can jerk off no problem, but he needs a kiss. his tongue lolls out of his mouth desperate for your own. he wants to taste you, to ground himself on you. I feel like he'd take it personal if you didn't kiss him, he needs your lips constantly. if you're keen on not touching him, he'll take you spitting in his mouth. it's better than nothing.

Minho!

I think he would use it against you! making you keep your legs wide open so he could jerk himself off right over your wet pussy. he can see it basically sobbing for him to put it in, to rub against your slit, for any type of friction, but he'll just giggle and keep stroking himself while you whine. the only type of contact you'll get is his cum landing on your cunt and tummy :(

I.N!

jeongin has good dick, so like why would you want to watch him jerk off when he can fuck you? that's what he thinks at least (and it's true) but he'll try it out once or twice. it's not as easy to finish compared to when you're the one jerking him off, but he can't say it isn't hot. watching your hungry eyes rake over his body while he pumps himself. he'll run his free hand up and down his abs just to tease you

Seungmin!

tbh I so feel like he can be anywhere on this ranking. he just has some days where that's all he wants to do and others where fucking you is an everyday thing. he can absolutely cum without you touching him, but he's making you lick his cum up. sometimes he'll say you can just watch, but he'll have you on your knees throatfucking you minutes later. it ranges honestly, this man keeps it a surprise

least

[nynfas]

   ˖  ✦  ↷ 🦕 ♡

   ˖  ✦  ↷ 🧇 ♡

[markrbit]

𝙨𝙠𝙯 𝙖𝙨 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨 ☆ (𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘯𝘢𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦) ☆

song recommendation: ‘my universe’ (seungmin & i.n) (feat. changbin) ♪

an; omg! thank you all so much for the support on the hyung line ones !! now, prepare for the cutie maknae line <3

📂; bolds are a summary, use of pet names (sprout, sugar, puppy, peach), use of the word dada (x1), a bit of crack in seungmins, pure fluff other than that, barking at people T-T, thats all i can think of. 

𝙟𝙞𝙣𝙞 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙮𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜

< 🐿️ > HAN;

CHAOS DAD

definitely makes pillow forts and has pillow fights.

‘good night sprout, i love you so much!’ 

movie night sundays :(

sits the kid on his lap and cradles them, all while watching a silly cartoon movie that both of them enjoy, probably the lego movie or something.

his child would be the brightest light of his life, enough said

constantly talks about them, nothing but praise, just thinks they are perfect in all ways.

writes every single song about them, just finds one thing to compare in every lyric.

lullaby king.

sings them to sleep every night, and will stay at their side until they fall asleep.

he always, ALWAYS, tries to see himself in the kiddo, whether it be through looks or personality, it finds comfort knowing he put effort into raising a fragile human life. 

< 🐥 > FELIX;

thinking about this makes me SO SAD.

baking cookies together :(

‘you alright sugar? good, make sure you don’t spill the milk ok? be careful.’

his mini assistant in pouring, measuring and every step in the process.

if his child had freckles, he would make sure to count them, making a note of each one as they fall asleep in his arms.

if felix is sunshine, his child is a brighter ray of sunshine.

always speaks highly of his child, nothing but endless praise, as he loves them for who they are nonetheless, and it can turn into rambles, but that’s just how much he loves them.

GIRL SCOUT DAD (if he had a daughter).

the best field trip chaperone ever, gets immersed in the experience and makes it all the better.

plays video games with the kiddo in his lap, teaching them the controls and holding their hands to play with the controller. 

<🐶> SEUNGMIN;

the type of dad to affectionally call his kid, ‘dog’ or ‘puppy.’

‘aw yeah, i think this puppy here is ready for their nap.’

loves to play with the kids toys, like make the whole experience better for them.

‘playing pretend’ >>>> especially with seungmin.

similar to felix in the sense of a girl scout dad.

goes adventuring outside in the backyard, playing in the plants and whatnot.

after they get inside, bath-time! the lord of giving bubble baths. 

teaches his kiddo to bark at people, at first it was a joke until it got out of hand. 

‘see uncle jisung? yeah, bark at him.’ T-T

his kid would always try and run and hide from him, as if they were always playing, which makes them a handful in public spaces. 

but he plays it cool, the hide and seek king he is.

<🦊> JEONGIN;

HE’S SO CUTE AND TINY AUHFDBID

he randomly buys things because, ‘oh, this looks like them!’ and it’s literally like a plushie.

most caring dad ever.

king of playdates, he has a whole color coordinated calendar of events dedicated to his kiddo, along with sticky notes of drawings they made.

scent king, he wants his baby to smell good. 

fresh baby, lavender lotion, or the really good smelling lotion.

this whole scenario makes me have butterflies in my tummy :(

TUMMY KISSES 

he holds them up and just tickles them with silly little kisses to their tummy, and laughs along with them.

and then they fall asleep together, the sweet smells wafting together as they doze off. 

‘goodnight my peach, dada loves you.’

[skz-streamer]

Teddy Bear

Simptober Small Things You Do M-list

Pairing: Jeongin (skz) x fem!reader

Genre: Flufffffff

Warnings: mentions of being lost?

Notes: Its short ik :( but I hope its still cuteee GET READY FOR REMINDERS TMRWWWWW

-please read responsibly, and remember that this work is fiction and meant strictly for imaginative fun. the idols used in fics are more accurately faceclaims and personality outlines for imaginary characters, and should not be interpreted as factual representations of existing people

Word count - 367;)

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The amusement park was bustling with excitement and laughter as people from all around gathered to enjoy the various attractions and rides. You and Jeongin had decided to spend a day at the big convention that was taking place at the park, indulging in some couple-y activities and making the most of your time together.

As you strolled through the park, the dart stand caught your eye. The line was long, and the crowd seemed to be vying for those coveted plushies as prizes. You couldn't resist the urge and turned to Jeongin with a hopeful smile, saying, "Innie, can we try to win one of those plushies?"

His eyes sparkled with affection as he looked at you, his voice filled with enthusiasm as he replied, "Of course! Anything for you."

You both stood in line, eagerly waiting for your turn. However, as fate would have it, you needed to use the restroom. You told Jeongin about it in passing, and he nodded, assuring you that he would save your spot.

After you used the bathroom, you made your way back to the dart stand, you were greeted with a sight that filled you with a mix of panic and curiosity. The crowd had grown larger, and you couldn't spot Jeongin anywhere. You called out his name a few times, but the noise of the crowd swallowed your voice.

With a hint of desperation, you decided to call him on your phone, hoping he'd pick up. "Innie! Where are you?" you asked, your voice laced with worry.

His voice came through the phone, "Turn around!"

You spun around on your heels, and there he was, holding those iconic large teddy bears, a mischievous grin on his face. Relief washed over you as you rushed into his arms, hugging him tightly. "Thank goodness you're here!"

He chuckled, handing you one of the teddy bears, and you kissed him on the cheek, expressing your gratitude in dialogue. "Thank you, Innie."

He beamed at you, his affection evident as he said, "I love you, baby."

You returned his affectionate words with a soft smile, replying, "I love you more."

Jeongin couldn't resist a playful challenge. "No, I love you more."

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[liricts]

stray kids  lockscreens               ver. jeongin(in)

[evermourning]

𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 - yang jeongin

pairing: yang jeongin x gn!reader, lovertober entry ii

genre: non!idol au, fluff, comfort, slice of life, childhood friends to lovers, boy next door

wc: 5.6k

warnings: language, making out, a lot of timeskips, willow symbolism, cheating, chaewon from lesserafim is a character in this?, attempted assault, mentions of alcohol, fighting, mentions of cuts/bruises/blood

you remember the day you met yang jeongin like it was yesterday.

you are eight years old, sitting at your kitchen table, intently coloring a picture of a cat with your brand-new markers. your mom is hard at work in the kitchen, the delicious smell wafting into your nostrils. you sigh, eliciting a giggle from your mother.

"are you sure i can't have any? that cake smells so good!" you whine, turning around to face her. she shakes her head, smiling gently.

"i'm sorry, honey. this cake is a present, so we can't have any." she explains, wiping her hands on the embroidered apron before placing them on your shoulders. "remember how the chois moved out of their house last month, because mrs. choi got a new job?"

you nod, a pout on your face. "i miss yeonjun."

"i know, but he was a little hard to play with sometimes, given he's eleven...and you're eight." she chuckles. "however, good news - our new neighbors, the yangs, moved in today. they have a son your age! isn't that lovely?"

"i guess..." you say, staring at your certainly...unique art. "i hope he's nice. all of the boys at my school are kinda mean."

"well, i met mrs. yang at the market today, and she was very kind. she seems like she'd raise her son to act that way, too." your mother reassures you. "how about when i finish frosting this cake, you come with me? you can meet the new boy."

so now, here you are: standing in front of the yangs' door alongside your mother, clinging tightly to the fabrics of her skirts. she holds a small pan in her hands, foil over the cake itself.

she rings the doorbell, waiting for a little bit before a small hand slowly slides the door open. you are met with a boy your age, looking at you with wide, curious eyes. he has dark hair sliced into a bowlcut, which you'll always tease him about when you are older. from behind him, his mother comes out, saying a warm hello to you before embracing your mom and letting her inside. you follow her, the little boy never taking his eyes off you.

"mrs. yang, this is yn. honey, say hi." your mother urges you. your small, pudgy hand waves. "yn, jeongin. jeongin, yn."

the two women start conversing about all sorts of things - farmers' markets, schools nearby, gardening and your mother's not-so-successful attempt at a vegetable garden - all kinds of topics that would bore a child to death. thankfully, mrs. yang notices this and kneels down next to her quiet son, whispering to him.

"jeongin," his mother says affably, "can you keep little yn company? i'm gonna talk to their mom." he nods, mouthing an "okay". he grabbed your hand and the two of you traverse outside to his backyard. you've been out here many times before, but the yangs have truly transformed it. they'd planted flowers, and put out furniture. you sit down into a wooden lawn chair, swinging your legs. jeongin stands beside you, before he finally speaks in a sweetly beautiful voice. you don't know it yet, but you'll live to hear that soft melody that floats from his lips.

"how long have you lived here?" he asks you.

"since i was...um...three?" you count on your fingers. you turn, pointing to the large willow tree in the back of his backyard. "you see that tree?"

"yeah," jeongin nods. he walks up to the green giant, running his small fingers along the smooth bark. "it's really pretty. how do you know it's a willow tree?"

"yeonjun told me." you reply. when jeongin tilts his head, you remember that the boy doesn’t exactly know your best friend. "he lived here before you. he taught me how to climb that tree." you stand beside him as the leaves that boast beautiful shades of verdant brush against your head.

"i like...climbing trees." jeongin says quietly, his cheeks flushed. you giggle. he points to the tree's branch, wide enough for two. "you wanna?"

this is how you come to sit upon the branch, your side pressed against jeongin's as he holds onto the trunk tightly.

"are you scared...what's your name? sorry, i'm not great with names..." you ask, puzzled. he uses a finger to mime drawing out his name onto the gnarled wood.

"yang jeongin." he spells out each consonant, vowel, and syllable. it takes that one time for the name to be forever etched into your memory.

"jeong...ugh." you sigh loudly, having trouble with his name. "can i just call you innie?"

"innie..." he trails off as he says it. "i like that. can we be friends?"

you nod eagerly.

"okay, but you gotta promise to be my best friend. forever. deal?" you extend your pinkie, your gaze hopeful.

this is the first time jeongin notices your aura. it is like the end of may, lush yet neither freezing cold or burning hot. it is warm and loving, graciously accepting any kindness it receives like spring rain to a garden, and giving that very kindness tenfold. he decides he'd quite like to stay basking in your radiance.

"deal."

now, you are thirteen years old, and jeongin is nothing short of your best friend. over the last five years, you have grown closer and closer until your mothers joke you are joined at the hip. you are lucky he's next door, so that after school you can just walk right into his house and upstairs into his room, if your mom isn't home. his parents love you to death.

you get home after a long day of school, and since you saw your mother's note saying she'd be working late, you immediately decide you'll make your way to jeongin's. but first, you throw your backpack to the floor, and excitedly run up to your bedroom to grab his present, wrapped in love and patterned paper. then, it is time to surprise your friend.

when you arrive, he is laying on his bed, earbuds in his ears. you can slightly hear his music when you sit down beside him, it sounds like some 90s rock song you can't quite make out. and then, you look at his face.

his eyes are shut almost daintily. they're not squeezed shut, as if he's trying to hide from reality, it's almost like he wants to dream. his lips are pursed, almost, and they look pillowy. you freak out once it hits you that you're not just thinking about a boy's lips, but the lips of your best friend. two hands are folded over the other, resting on his sternum. he opens his eyes and two dark pools of pure espresso filtered in a french café are gazing up at you.

"hi." he grins, his smile even cuter with his braces on. ew, no! what are you thinking?!

"hello," you begin, setting the present on his stomach. "happy birthday, innie! i know i've already told you, but i brought you a gift this time. therefore, i'm allowed to say it again!" in response to this, he sits up, eagerly staring at the mysterious box.

"therefore?" he raises an eyebrow at you. "what are you, a nerd? i've never heard that word in my life." you swat at his head, and he laughs loudly. he mutters something you don't catch under his breath, probably paired with a nasty nickname, but then he opens his gift, and he goes silent.

"these...are the shoes i really wanted. i never told you. how did you know?" he looks at you with wonder, inspecting them before realizing that they truly are the genuine article. his dream shoes were now his, and it was all because of you. "these are so expensive...did your mom pay for them?"

you shook your head, grinning.

"nope. i've been saving since november, because i remembered how longingly you'd stare at them in the window when we passed the shoe store. i've been babysitting to get extra money, that's why i haven't been coming around as often." he stares at you as if you are athena herself, equipped with endless novelty and wisdom. jeongin engulfs you in an enormous hug, squeezing you so impossibly tight it feels like the breath has been completely banished from your respiratory system.

"i love you, so, so much. you're the greatest friend i could ever ask for." the words ring in your head as you hug him back, a symphony of feelings and expressions energetically harmonizing to form a crescendo at complete fortissimo. your head is fucking pounding. your arms wrap around him tighter and tighter until he has to physically tap out, and you separate from him, a tad embarrassed. he's staring at your face rather oddly, so you quickly change the subject to avoid total humiliation.

"what song were you listening to? i could vaguely hear it when i came in." you say quickly, reveling in the way jeongin's eyes light up when you mention this. he takes out an earbud and places it in your ear.

"it's creep, by radiohead. it's really a beautiful song." he explains, grinning ear to ear as he presses play. the song that follows is a classic 90s rock song with haunting lyrics. but what startles you more is when jeongin sings along.

his voice is inexplicably alluring, soft and filled with emotion. the grief that hangs upon every syllable is beautifully gut-wrenching. you watch him, entranced by every moment of his lips and vocal cords. he sings the song like he has been personally wounded by the lyrics, and your eyes are opened. wide. jeongin never told you he could sing.

and suddenly...you feel a weird feeling in your stomach. it's warm and pools slightly, but it's so wonky that you feel sick. yang jeongin is like a spider, and he has officially caught you in his delicate web of silk.

one week later, it is valentine's day and you are sitting alongside jeongin beneath the graceful willow tree, now barren and cold as it boasts no leaves. you are too big to sit amongst its branches, but it does not mean your affections for the lovely piece of flora have faded one bit. you lean your head back until it hits the wide trunk and you sigh over-exaggeratedly, although you feel as if it gets all your emotions out.

"everybody was fawning all over you, innie. it was hilarious." you say quietly, and he nods, resting his head on your shoulder. "who did you choose to be your valentine? there were so many options."

he turns to look at you and it suddenly occurs to you the actual proximity between the two of you. he blinks, looking at you peculiarly.

"i thought we'd already established that we were each other's valentines. i even got you something?" your cheeks heat up at his words. when he thinks that you don't believe him, he pulls a satchel out of the pocket of his jacket. "here. look at them."

inside his fabric satchel are two rings, the insides inscribed with twisting silver tree branches.

"what are they, innie? oh my god…they're beautiful." you say with wonder, and he blushes sheepishly.

"these are promise rings. don't worry, they're not like coupley or anything, but they symbolize our friendship and how we'll be together until the end of time.. it'll be as if every single core memory of ours is one ring on the inside of a sequoia trunk. isn't that just lovely?" you nod eagerly, a little too excitedly, and he chuckles. "if it's not too much to ask - can i put it on for you? please?"

when you give your approval, the scene feels like something out of a fairytale. you are sitting beneath a huge piece of your childhood memories, fighting your own emotions as your best friend in the whole wide world looks up at you like you carry the universe on your back as he slips a silver promise ring onto your left hand. you admire it, your lips curling the slightest bit upwards as the sun's rays reflect off it. you can't fathom how happy you are. will things always stay this way, forever and ever?

spoiler alert: they won't, because now you are sixteen years old and jeongin has a girlfriend. this is his third one, to be exact.

and, for starters: you are hopelessly in love with him.

you feel really pissed whenever you see them together, his arm wrapped lazily around her waist, listening intently as she eagerly tells him about her day. but he seems so happy, you don’t want to ruin everything by confessing your feelings and making shit weird, so your mouth stays shut. you watch him laugh with her as they walk, hand in hand, and you don’t have the heart to point out that the silver accessory he wears on his ring finger is his promise ring to you. you can’t help but smile at the thought that it’s been three years and you haven’t seen him without it on once. 

you sit beside him at lunch, and his girlfriend, chaewon, has an all of a sudden appearance that turns your longtime duo into a trio. you try to be nice to her, you don't want to lose your best friend of eight years just because you don't like the girl he's dating (and she's so sweet too), but there's this aching pang in your body as your heartstrings resonate with a melancholic concerto.

"yn," she says softly, her lips turned upwards as she smiles like a pageant queen. "do you wanna hang out after school? i wanna get to know you better, you're so nice!"

you're not sure what to say, so you nod. chaewon squeals excitedly and clasps her hands together. jeongin beams at the sight, and his infectious smile has you melting.

later, after your last class and a quick run home to change, you walk down the sidewalk to the local coffee shop, where you'll be meeting up with chaewon for your little hangout session. there she is when you walk in, in all her glory, her dark hair glossy and gorgeous as the waiter practically fawns over her. you feel a surge of jealousy, knowing people had never looked at you that way. hell, you've never even been in a relationship.

however, you can't help but feel a little flustered when she notices you, her eyes lighting up as she gets up to twirl you around excitedly, gushing about how stylish you are. her compassionate and bubbly personality makes you feel even worse. you feel like you're being so fake to her.

how would chaewon feel if you looked her dead in the eyes and told her you were madly in love and devoted to her boyfriend? would she stare at you in shock? would she rip her hand away from yours in disgust? or would she lean over the wooden table, a grin on her face as she crushed your hopes and dreams like a little bug beneath her heel?

however, your lips stay sealed and you shake the worry off as you converse with her, listening as she tells some story about her middle school days that you honestly couldn't care less about, and your mind trails off to the confusing math lesson you attempted to learn today. however, when her voice changes from it's usual high, cheery timbre to one that's softer and a bit nervous, you snap out of your thoughts.

"can i be honest about something?" she says, reaching over the table to take your hands in hers. you don't want to be a bitch, so you give her a warm smile and nod.

"of course, go ahead."

she launches into a rant about her relationship, but not in the way you expected.

"i'm so nervous. jeongin is like- the first guy i've actually had feelings for in a while and he's so kind and sweet and i love the physical touch aspect of our relationship. however...if we're gonna kiss i'm so scared, because i've never even had my first kiss. what if i'm not experienced enough and he dumps me? he's kissed people before. what if i suck compared to him?" your mouth drops open and chaewon looks at you weirdly. "is...everything okay?"

you nod quickly, a bit embarrassed you interrupted her train of thought. you were very confused. you and jeongin had reached that level of trust where you told each other everything...so why hadn't you heard about him having kissing experience? after you say goodbye to chaewon and exchange numbers, you march right over to jeongin's house. his mom opens the door, giving you a hug and letting you know that jeongin was studying upstairs. you throw his door open, and he jumps, startled. he's sitting at him desk, turned to stare at you with wide eyes.

"what was that for? if you make a dent in the wall, my mom's gonna be sooo mad." jeongin whines, and you sit down on his navy bedspread with a huff. "what's got you all riled up? did something go wrong with chae?"

that nickname makes your very blood boil. however, you remind yourself again and again that chaewon isn't the problem, it's who she's dating.

"no, no. it's fine, great, actually. chaewon is so sweet. i feel like we've hit it off. however, we were talking earlier and she said that...you told her you had experience with...kissing?" you stare at his suddenly very interesting ceiling to recollect yourself, before staring back at his face, which is redder than a tomato. "i, um, didn't know you'd been kissing people already. why didn't you tell me? i thought we didn't keep stuff from each other. unless you didn't think it was important or anything and i'm just making a big deal-"

"no, no you're not!" jeongin suddenly interrupts you, standing up out of his chair. you look at him, a bit frightened, and he walks over to his bed to sit alongside you. he hides his face in your shoulder, sighing loudly. "i didn't want chae to think i was some nerdy kid who was like innocent as hell...so i may have exaggerated some of my previous relationships? i have...never kissed anyone. and now, i'm gonna make a fool out of myself."

the words escape your lips before you can stop yourself. it's like you are tantalus, standing in the water, reaching desperately for those ripe, plum-colored grapes so horrendously out of reach. in the future, you'll look back and wonder if this was a good idea, knowing the consequences and rewards.

"you could, um, practice with me? just so you're ready for her. no strings attached or anything." you cover your mouth with your hands the minute you say it. what is he gonna think? he's gonna hate you...

but then you meet his gaze, and his cheeks are the color of pretty pink peonies. he's chewing on his lip nervously, twiddling his thumbs.

"okay." you never expected the words to escape his lips. so you inch closer, laughing off the nerves. "so...what do i do first?"

"so um...close your eyes?" you guess. jeongin lets out a laugh. "then how am i supposed to know where to kiss you?"

"then leave your eyes open!" you sigh, giggles coming from both of you. "let's just figure it out. i guess we have to like- feel it out?"

"you look really silly from this angle. it's like a fisheye lens."

"if you don't shut up i'll smack you, right here, right now." you reply teasingly, until he shuts you up with a kiss.

it is weird and unplanned, with neither of you really understanding how to do it, but after a little bit, you begin to simply feel the kiss out. jeongin's left hand goes to caress your cheek. it escalates and escalates until he pulled you down on top of him, and you snap back into reality, pushing yourself off him. you stand up, pacing, your face in your hands.

when jeongin tries to place a reassuring hand on your shoulder, you flinch.

"i'm so sorry, innie." you say, taking deep breaths. "i completely overstepped my boundaries. i go hang out with chaewon, and fuck, she thinks of me as a friend? and then the minute i arrive home i'm making out with her boyfriend. god, i'm a horrible person."

"hey, don't say that." jeongin says softly, pulling you into his arms and holding onto you tightly. "judging by the surprise and humiliation on your face after you suggested it, you obviously didn't mean what you said. it's my fault for making you go along with it. i'm so sorry."

"what are we gonna do about it?" you ask quietly, embarrassed. jeongin gives your hand a squeeze before replying.

"we won't bring it up. ever."

and so, again, you make a promise with jeongin, but this one is built off your undying loyalty to him. you pledge a promise of dishonesty and lying and infidelity. and just as you said, not a single word ever leaves your lips about it again.

this promise is broken when you are nineteen years old.

you, jeongin, and chaewon all ended up going to the same college. even though chaewon and jeongin's relationship did not last, your friendship with chaewon is nearing three years. you will not speak of your misdemeanor with her ex-boyfriend, though.

she's truly radiant now, with short black hair and a face sculpted like a pixie. and since she's been deemed the campus it-girl, being her best friend results in you going to a lot of parties. none of them are truly eventful until one cloudy night mid-september.

you're sitting on hyunjin's kitchen counter, a drink in your hand as you talk to the boy hosting the party. jeongin's here somewhere, you assume, and chaewon will be here any minute - she was at yunjin's getting ready. you've truly gotten accustomed to the ebb and flow of college life, which has been a lot easier with good friends. as this thought crosses your brain, the doorbell rings, loud and shrill, signaling your friends' arrival. you laugh to yourself, finishing your drink. you feel a bit tipsy, so you go out to the back porch to clear your head.

"aren't you cold? it's halfway through september, and you're wearing a tanktop. which is very flattering on you, might i add." the unfamiliar voice causes you to turn, and you fight back a grimace when you see who it is.

it's this guy who's been following you around non-stop since the start of your freshman year. you don't even know his name, but he's creepy as hell and winds up at every single party you go to. you never try and be alone at one of these parties because of him, but he caught you off guard this time. the douchebag leans against a support beam, beer in his hand, and a shit-eating grin upon his revolting features.

"oh, um, i left it at my dorm. i'll just grab one of hyunjin's before i leave so the walk home isn't freezing." you explain rapidly. as you go to slip back inside, he grabs your arm, his palms sweaty. you throw up a little in your mouth.

"you sure? i feel like we could get better acquainted. i could warm you up, i bet." he slurs his words, and you suddenly feel trapped like a caged animal. you try and slip out of his grip, but it's tighter than anything you've felt before.

"oh, no thank you. it's obvious you're under the influence-" you're cut off by the guy making an attempt to kiss you right on the lips, and you dodge him. "i told you to get off me, you dick!" you yell. your heart is pounding. it's like eleven at night, and music is blasting inside. what if nobody comes to help?

the man grunts, slamming you against the wall of the house. you let out a loud scream, praying somebody hears you. the man groans, muttering something about how women are so emotional, and puts a hand over your mouth. you're about to bite him, get him off you so you can run the fuck away, and then you watch as a fist connects with the man's cheek, knocking him to the ground. you look around frantically for your savior, and then you meet eyes with him.

yang jeongin has just saved your life. he's panting, his eyes wide and hair disheveled as he stares at his bloody fist.

"are you okay?" he practically yells, checking you for any signs of injury. "i was outside talking to chae, and then i heard you yell. i knew something was up when i heard a loud thump and a shriek. god, i was so worried that something happened to you." he wraps his arms around you, pulling you into a bone-crushing hug. however, you can see from behind him, the man is getting up, and he's holding his beer bottle about to hit jeongin. and since you're already indebted to jeongin, the action is like quick thinking for you.

you turn, and the brunt of the force from the glass hits your arm. you let out a yelp of pain as the shards dig into your skin, and you sink to your knees.

jeongin sees red.

you blink and he's got the guy on the ground, beating the shit out of him again and again until hyunjin and chae have to physically pull him off the guy.

"jeongin, get yn home. i'll deal with this." hyunjin says darkly. he's annoyed that the party was ruined, but you know that he'll be so proud of jeongin once he learns the entire story. jeongin takes your hand and leads you out of the yard and onto the road. you shiver as the cool winds hit your skin, goosebumps forming along your limbs. jeongin notices this and takes off his jacket, enveloping you in his warmth.

"aren't you going to be cold, innie?" you say, wincing with every step. he shakes his head. "we'll be inside soon enough. can you walk, or does it hurt too bad?"

"i don't know, it hurts a lot..." you say quietly, staring down at the blood oozing from your arm. when jeongin sees this, he stops in his tracks, lowering himself to let you get onto his back in a piggyback position. being the gentleman he is (even though your legs aren't even injured), he carries you home. you won't admit it, but a small smile has formed upon your face.

when you arrive at your dorm, jeongin basically sprints to grab a first aid kit. you sit on the bathroom counter, swinging your legs. he comes back, holding rubbing alcohol and a pair of tweezers.

"this might hurt a little. i'm so sorry." he murmurs gently in advance. with one hand, his fingers are intertwined with yours, so tightly you think if you squeeze any harder they'll pop off. the other one carefully removes the glass shards from your arm and applying bandages. when your arm is safely wrapped, his hands turn your face left and right to make sure there's no sign of injury. once he's sure that you're okay, he leads you into your bedroom, dutifully turning around so you can change. once you're comfortably in your bed, jeongin sits next to you. his thumb grazes over your hand idly. the moon casts pale rays the color of fresh snow onto your comforter. it is plush and navy blue, sort of like the one jeongin's childhood room had growing up.

"i'm so glad that's over." you sigh, resting against the pillows. jeongin looks at you, concern upon his beautiful features. the way he looks at you like you could sail the universe, collecting the stars and constellations is infuriating.

"me too. that awful guy is lucky hyune pulled me off of him before i could really get to punching. i think i was gonna kill that guy." he stares at you, holding your hand a little tighter. "nobody even tries to lay a hand on you without suffering the consequences."

and like a delicate string of spider's silk, you snap just as easily as the webbed solution is made.

"if you keep playing with my feelings like this, innie, i think i'm actually going to sob." you say quietly. he tilts his head at you imploringly. "where do we stand as best friends? because now you'd literally fucking kill someone for me and i've been in love with you since the 7th grade. it's completely irrational and i'm so fucking tired of having to hide it. you and your stupid smile, your stupid affection, and- ugh! look at me. i'm a total mess, just stumbling over my words the second i see you. no amount of words, whether they are found in the dictionary or the bible can possibly equate to this overwhelming tsunami of emotions i feel when i see your fucking handsome face."

his jaw is absolutely dropped, and blood rushes to your head.

oh shit. i just fucked up our whole friendship.

and then one large hand reaches around to the back of your neck to pull you into the most intensely passionate kiss you've ever experienced. the emotion pulsing through his cracked lips will bruise yours, you think. you wrap your arms around his neck as the kiss deepens.

when he finally pulls away, he blinks at you, breaking out into a grin. "i'm not good with my words, either. however, i feel like actions are much more direct." he climbs under the covers, hugging you tightly around your waist. you rest your head on his shoulder, and your head fits perfectly, like the crook of his neck was architecturally designed for your skull. he leans in closer to whisper softly into your ear.

"i win, by the way. i've been in love with you since we were eight."

the intricate string of spider's silk that held the two of you together grows, shades of deep burgundy and crimson staining it the color of passion and love. maybe it was the invisible string of fate all along.

...

jeongin sits at the kitchen counter, taking in the peeling paint upon the walls. this is a house that has been loved dearly. from the kitchen's hub wafts the smell of warm, freshly baked bread. he sighs as the familiar scent brings him to ease. your mother walks out of the kitchen, the sourdough bread sliced gently into bite-sized pieces. she is not the lady she used to be, as her hair now sports strands the colors of rare metal and she has wrinkles from her warm, inviting smile. however, she is just as beautiful as jeongin remembers her to be. you clearly get some of your out-of-this-world-beauty from your mother. the rest comes from aphrodite's endless blessings towards you.

"it's been so long, dear." she murmurs, spreading butter onto a piece of bread. "congratulations on your relationship with my little yn. it'll be one year next week, already?"

"although, if i'm being honest...your mother and i always knew you two had a bond that went far beyond friendship. we placed bets on when someone would man up and confess. i was closer." she laughs softly. "so, what do you need? a good meal? advice? ...or is it something about yn?"

he nods at her guess.

"it is. mother," he begins, and your mother gets all flustered when he refers to her so tenderly. "i would like to ask for your blessing, so that i may marry yn. i don't think it's possible for me to wait any longer."

she gasps loudly, taking his hands in her gnarled ones and cheering. it's almost as if she's the one possibly getting proposed to.

"i would love nothing more for you to be an official part of the family, jeongin. however, you must promise me this. you will wake up everyday with nothing but devout love for yn, and go to sleep with that love or more. marriage is a lifelong commitment. if anything happens, communicate."

"i will, mother. i swear on my life."

a person's character is built on external influences. how they are raised, who they associate themselves with, etc. determines how they act. in terms of romance, your previous partners shape you as you learn from your successes and mistakes. this wasn't true for you, having been in only one relationship.

but you have a best friend of thirteen years that you can rely on to build you into the person you desire to be.

the sun is shining at the peak of summer vacation. the bright warm of golden daylight is enough to scare away any threats of bad weather as you sit in your garden. you check your watch again, waiting and waiting and waiting.

like clockwork, jeongin enters from the back door of your quaint home, his arms leisurely wrapping around your waist as he pulls you in for a loving kiss.

"i missed you." he says softly, pressing a soft peck to your nose. his hands find their way to yours, his soft skin brushing against the platinum wedding ring on your finger. your promise ring, matching the one he always wears, is nestled comfortably next to it.

and behind you, growing daintily in the garden is the fresh sprout of a young willow tree, ready to grow big and tall, forever sheltering you in its emerald embrace.

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[lixiepixiedust]

College Dirtbags

pairing — collegeau!jeongin x f!reader

word count — 1.3k

warnings — she/her reader, friends 2 lovers, suggestive themes, FLUFFFF, mentions of alcohol, mentions of vomit, lemme know if I missed anything

summary — Y/n and Jeongin have always liked each other since their first year at uni. It's so obvious it hurts to watch. After a crazy party together, embarrassing videos get revealed the next morning that finally breaks that barrier of friends.

11:30 pm

"Stop, what the fuck is that?" Your mouth hung open. "This has gotta be fake."

"It's very real to me," your friend blurted out, laughing. "You were crazy last night."

You grabbed her phone and replayed the video. The party lights were all over the place, making it tough to see, but there you were—Jeongin and you, eating each other's face. You vaguely remembered some flirty moments with him, but seeing it on video was a whole different story.

Since your freshman year at university, Jeongin had been your crush. You ended up in the same friend group and got pretty tight over the years. You wouldn't call it tension between you, but your connection was different from the rest of your friends. In big groups, you'd exchange glances and have these one-on-one conversations in the group chat which would often annoy your friends. It was kind of hard to explain.

Your friend group, about six of you, usually went to frat parties and nightclubs. And here's the thing—Jeongin and you were always the DDs. Not because you were pussies who didn't drink, but because you didn't trust anyone else to handle it. You learned the hard way that leaving the keys with someone else could turn into a disaster. One time, during your first year, someone else assured you that he was gonna be your sober driver, and things went into shit. He convinced you that he had his license when you would probably drive better than him while being drunk. In the end, you got stopped by the cops, and they quickly found out you had been underage drinking.

However, last night was different. One of your friends had some health thing going on, and he was on some prescribed medication for the next couple of weeks. You forgot the whole story, but the deal was, he couldn't touch alcohol or caffeine, or it would mess with the effect of the pills or something. This guy was older, always reliable, and he'd driven you around plenty of times. So, without a second thought, you put him in charge, trusting him to be the driver for the night, giving Jeongin and you the chance to finally kick back and have some fun.

The party got you completely wasted, and Jeongin was no different. So here you are, with a steaming bowl of hangover soup, leaning against your best friend's shoulder, and subjecting yourself to the videos from last night.

"Wait, look at this one," she snorted.

"Oh no, what is it?" You braced yourself.

You glanced at the screen and cringed as you witnessed Jeongin and you going at it in the back seat of a moving car. He pushed you away, scrambled to the front, rolled down the window to throw up, then nonchalantly rolled it back up and resumed making out with you. Your hand instinctively flew to your mouth as you fake gagged.

"My gosh. He shoved that tongue down my throat right after he puked? This is not funny anymore," you stood up, took your empty bowl to the sink, and returned to your friend on the couch.

"Oh, come on, Y/n. You're missing the point here." She said with a chuckle when you raised your eyebrow. "He sees you the same way. You two basically exposed your feelings to each other."

You rolled your eyes, not fully grasping the gravity of the situation. "Exposed? More like embarrassed ourselves. And plus, he was drunk!"

"Well he wasn't drunk enough to be clueless of who he was kissing." Your friend chuckled, shaking her head. "Look, maybe it's not the most romantic way to figure things out, but it's out in the open now. You both let your guards down last night, and honestly, it's kinda cute."

"Cute?" You scoffed, still cringing at the mental image of Jeongin and you in the back seat of a moving car.

"Yeah, cute. I mean, I think about it, he didn't stop after puking, did he? If anything, he came back for more," she teased.

You sighed, realizing there might be a silver lining in all the chaos. "I guess, but what if things get weird between us now?"

"Hey, if anything, it's a sign that there's something there. Maybe just talk to Jeongin about it, you know? Not under the influence of alcohol. And definitely not in our group chat where everyone can see it."

You scoffed and nodded, considering her words. "I guess."

"Text him now," she suggested, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"I don't know," you whined, your voice muffled as you stuffed your face into a pillow and flopped onto her lap.

She chuckled, patting your head. "Come on, Y/n. The longer you wait, the more awkward it'll get. Just shoot him a casual text, talk about last night."

You sighed, lifting your face from the pillow. "What if he doesn't remember everything, and I end up making it even more awkward?"

"Then at least you'll find out where he stands," she said, giving you a reassuring smile. "Trust me, it's better to know than to be stuck wondering."

With a reluctant nod, you reached for your phone, fingers hovering over the keyboard. After a contemplative moment, you began crafting a message: "Hey, Jeongin. There's some stuff we should talk about. How about grabbing coffee later?"

You glanced up at your friend for approval, hoping this struck the right balance between casual and intriguing. However, she shook her head, a playful smirk on her face. "Don't be so dry with him. It's like you're warning him of rejection!" You sighed, taking her advice to heart. "Just be you."

You looked at her, a bit confused, before slowly nodding and diving back into your phone. "Jeongin! Did Felix show you the videos from last night? I can't believe that happened. What are you up to today? Wanna meet up?"

You showed it to her again, and she took your phone, making a sly adjustment before sending it off without warning you.

"Hey!" You grabbed your phone back and looked at the screen.

She had changed "Wanna meet up?" to "I want to see you."

You rolled your eyes but couldn't help but grin. "Subtle, very subtle."

She winked. "Sometimes you've got to be a little direct. Let's see how he responds to that."

Minutes later, your phone buzzed with a new message from him.

"Hey, Y/n! Felix blew up my phone this morning. I'm free for lunch, want to go to the market?"

You couldn't help but laugh at his response. It seemed like your friend's subtle change hadn't gone unnoticed.

"Sure, that sounds good!" You quickly replied, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves about your impending conversation.

As you made plans to meet up, you couldn't shake the thought that maybe being a bit more direct wasn't such a bad thing.

Later that day, you found yourself strolling through a vibrant food market with Jeongin, the tantalizing aroma of various street foods filling the air. The atmosphere was relaxed, and the lively chatter of other market-goers provided a comforting backdrop to your conversation. It was a surreal moment, acknowledging the unspoken feelings that had lingered between you for so long. The chaotic events of the night seemed to have paved the way for a conversation you both needed.

Jeongin looked at you with a thoughtful expression. "You know I've always liked being with you."

You nodded, "Yea, there's been this thing going on between us for years."

He chuckled. "Maybe it just took a wild night and some embarrassing videos to finally bring it to the surface."

You turned your head towards him. "I'm glad it did. It feels right, doesn't it?"

"I wouldn't change a thing." He gently bumped his shoulder against yours. "So, what now?"

You smiled, feeling a sense of newfound clarity. "I think we should see where this takes us."

He nodded in agreement and threw his arm over your shoulders, planting a kiss on your head.

"I can't believe you made me taste your vomit," you teased.

"You're lucky I didn't throw up in your mouth," he countered, a playful glint in his eyes.

You both burst into laughter, the shared humor easing any lingering awkwardness. As you meandered through the market, the playful banter continued, weaving a comfortable atmosphere between you. The crowded stalls, colorful displays, and enticing aromas provided the perfect backdrop for a moment of connection.

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it’s not marauders related but here’s my recent hyperfixation 🤍

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[storytowrite]

Love Untold (OT8 x F! Reader)

Chapter 22

Paring: Y/N x Jeongin; Y/N x Hyunjin

Genre: smut

Warnings: 18+, blowjob, handjob, bondage

Word Count: 4130

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Due to the work of your parents, you are forcet to constantly move. However, this time moving houses let to interesting and unusual events. You met 8 handsome boys at school and somehow you managed to move in with them. How will your fate go?

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It's been a week since you made up with Jisung. Everything was back to normal, you were all spending time together again. It seemed like it was perfect, but you were hiding a secret from the guys.

You were afraid to tell them that you had been receiving threatening messages from your parents every day for a week. They kept writing that you had to go home, that they would find you, and if they did, you would regret it, and the wedding with San was already planned and you had to be there.

You tried to hide it, but even they were already starting to look at you suspiciously as your phone kept beeping with incoming messages. You then quickly hid the phone, which made them even more suspicious.

On Saturday night, as usual, you all watched a movie together. This time Changbin chose some cheap romance movies. You were sitting under a blanket, covered with Hyunjin, and there was nothing strange about it, you always snuggled under someone's blanket because you were cold.

During the movie, you felt extremely tired, which overcame you in the blink of an eye. You rested your head on Hyunjin's shoulder and slowly began to drift off to Dreamland. However, your sleep was quickly interrupted by a loud bang.

You jumped in fear and looked anxiously around the room. As it turned out, it was just a scene in a movie. Hyunjin, on whom you were lying, looked at you and laughed inquisitively. You punched his shoulder and turned your head away from him, you were pouting and didn't want to look at him so you focused on the movie.

After a while, you found yourself immersed in the movie, your tiredness completely disappearing and replaced by curiosity. You were trying to figure out in your head what would happen next. Will the main couple stay together or will someone interrupt them?

Lost in thought, you felt Hyunjin's hand on your thigh. You looked at the boy in surprise, but he was still looking at the TV. His hand slowly began to stroke your thigh, sending shivers down your body. You tried to focus on the movie as well, but Hyunjin's movements were becoming more and more bold.

His hand was getting dangerously close to your crotch. You hated to admit it, but it turned you on. It seemed like nothing happened, but your body became defenseless. Hyunjin knew exactly what to do to turn you on and he was very good at it.

Still not taking his eyes off the movie, he placed his hand on your crotch. Your gaze shot towards him. You moved closer to him.

"What are you doing? Everyone is here.” You whispered into his ear, but Hyunjin just gave you a smirk and went back to massaging your sensitive spots.

You had to try very hard not to let any sound escape your mouth. You've literally never had to fight with yourself so much. You dug your fingers into the couch so hard they turned white, but you couldn't let any of the boys find out what was happening under the blanket.

The movie was fast approaching the end and you were getting closer to your fulfillment. Your mind has stopped thinking rationally. You grabbed Hyunjin's hand and sped up your movements, you wanted to feel this wonderful feeling filling your entire body.

But it never came. As the credits rolled, Hyunjin quickly stood up first, winked at you, and headed to his room as if he had never pushed you to the brink just now.

You were buzzing with anger inside, you were irritated that he left you in such a state, but you couldn't stand it, so you went to your room, closed the door and finished the matter yourself.

After finishing everything you needed to do, you went to the kitchen to drink some warm tea. Leaning against the kitchen counter, waiting for the water to brew, you scrolled through your phone. You were so focused on your phone that you didn't hear someone enter the room.

It wasn't until you felt arms wrap around your waist that you became aware of someone else's presence in the kitchen. You slowly turned around and saw Hyunjin. The boy must have just got out of the shower, because all he was wearing was a towel wrapped low around his waist, revealing a beautiful v-line. Drops of water flowed down his body from his wet hair. You couldn't help but feel his entire body. He looked simply amazing.

Your heart sped up as you focused your attention on a single drop that ran down his chest, down his stomach, and ended its life on the towel. You swallowed loudly as Hyunjin moved closer to you. His body was within arm's reach, but you couldn't move because the boy grabbed your hands.

He moved dangerously close to you, leaving millimeters between you. All you had to do was move forward a little and you could feel his taste on your lips. You had a great desire to do so, but your intentions were interrupted by Hyunjin, who lifted your hands to his chest

Under your fingers you felt his wet but smooth skin like a polished stone. His gaze penetrated you, reaching the deepest recesses of your mind. His gaze hypnotized you, making you completely submissive to him. Hyunjin, as soon as he felt that you were going to move around his naked torso, moved his flares to the counter, enclosing you in his arms.

You moved your gaze again to his beautiful full lips, which looked especially raspberry today. You wanted to taste them very much. You moved closer to him, but only when your lips were literally a millimeter apart, the boy moved away.

“I got what I came for, see you Y/n.” He winked at you, waving the apple he had just grabbed from the basket behind you.

Your heart was pounding like crazy again and you stood there in shock for a moment, trying to understand what had just happened. Once again, Hyunjin left you in the same state and it was starting to piss you off. You had to get back at him somehow, and fast. Forgetting about your tea, you headed to your room, trying to plan some sort of revenge.

The next day, Han woke you up gently, trying to convince you to go on a trip to the mountains, but it wasn't your strong suit and you preferred to stay at home. You thought you were alone at home, but apart from you there was Hyunjin, who was sleeping off his night's work, and IN, who had recently sprained his ankle and preferred not to put any weight on it.

So you had the whole day to yourself. It was perfect because you could plan your revenge. You thought for a long time, but nothing came to mind. So you decided to sit in the living room and read another book.

As you read it, Hyunjin entered the room, shirtless again. You wondered if he hadn't started spending more time with Chan, who was almost always half-naked. The boy leaned over you and kissed your lips passionately.

Even though you could barely contain yourself, you pushed him away from you. You didn't want to fall into his trap again. Hyunjin was visibly shocked, but he decided to crash into your mouth again, grabbing the back of your head to keep you from running away. The boy was obviously crazy and very horny.

“I would take you right here and now on this couch.” He whispered into your ear, biting it lightly.

Then a light went on in your head and you came up with the perfect idea for revenge.

“Wait here a moment, I'll come and take care of you in a moment. You decided to play his game with him. You quickly stood up and went to Chan's room to get the two ties he kept in the closet.

You returned to the living room in the blink of an eye and with a huge smile on your face. You pushed Hyunjin harder onto the couch and tied his arms above his head to the beautiful black metal frame stretching from floor to ceiling that served as a decoration for the living room.

The boy was so turned on that he completely devoted himself to your actions, and you could even tell that they were turning him on. You made sure the knots were tight enough that he couldn't break free and you had full control over him.

You sat on his lap and took off your shirt, leaving you in your beautiful red bra. His eyes sparkled like diamonds at the sight of your beautiful body. You slowly started kneading your breasts, purring quietly. You wanted to excite Hyunjin as much as possible. You tantalized him by constantly placing more and more kisses on his body. Everywhere on his face and neck but his lips, no matter how much he was drawn to you and how much he bent over just to kiss you.

You got a lot of satisfaction from watching his fruitless attempts. To his irritation and, at the same time, his growing excitement. The atmosphere between the two of you was becoming heated, as if the world was about to dissolve.

You slowly started to feel the growing mountain in his pants, you were very happy about it. You were about to get off of him and leave him like that, but IN walked into the room and you had an even better idea.

“Omg sorry to interrupt. I'm leaving now. “ He got scared, covered his eyes and was about to leave the living room, but you quickly ran up to him and sat him down in the armchair next to the sofa.

Both guys were obviously surprised by what had just happened.

“It's time for my revenge for yesterday.” You turned to Hyunjin and gave him one last sneer.

You sat astride IN and immediately connected your lips in a juicy kiss. Every now and then you glanced at the irritated Hyunjin, who all he could do was stare. There was a twinkle of contentment in your fox eyes.

IN sensed your intentions and kissed you back, immediately inserting his tongue into your mouth. You gave yourself completely to him, you didn't even intend to fight him for dominance. You wanted to make the most of this whole situation.

You slowly started moving your hips in a steady rhythm, teasing your private part. IN always seemed rather reserved and shy, but when it came to erotic matters, he was very open.

He grabbed your buttocks with both hands and helped you pleasure yourself. He didn't mind Hyunjin's presence at all, in fact you had the impression that he had forgotten about him and was completely focused on you.

His lips caressed your neck, leaving slightly raspberry marks on it. Each suck of it sent pleasant shivers through your body. Your buttocks fit perfectly in his large hands.

Your heart beat faster as you felt IN completely take the initiative. His hands gripped your buttocks tighter and pulled you closer to him. He felt a slight bulge in his pants and you breathed a sigh of relief that he liked it as much as you did.

You sped up your movements, it felt like you were going to come just from rubbing yourself against each other. You glanced at Hyunjin, who was struggling on the couch. He definitely wanted to free his hands so he could touch your body as well.

In one quick movement, you unhooked your bra, revealing your round breasts. Jongin's gaze immediately went to them. There was an unspeakable hunger for your body in his eyes. He wanted to taste every part of your body, feel the warmth radiating from you, and sink into you.

“Fuck Y/n, untie me! “ Hyunjin's voice was lower than usual and you could feel a hint of irritation in it.

The sneer returned to your face and you placed IN's hands on your breasts. Connecting your lips together again, you continued to look at Hyunjin and winked at him. A brief grimace of dissatisfaction appeared on his face, which made you happy.

Jeongin's arms fit your body perfectly. The boy carefully, with some concentration, fisted your breasts, occasionally touching your nipples. Your insides began to fill with warmth that ignited your desires. You felt your panties slowly tearing, wet from the excess juices that were flowing out of you.

“IN, I want you. Take me here and now.” You said loudly enough for Hyunjin to hear too.

Jeongin grabbed your waist, leaning you back slightly. Your body was now in a beautiful curve, making your breasts even more visible. His mouth moved to your nipples, giving each one the appropriate amount of time. His tongue swirled around, making your body react in the same way.

You looked at Hyunjin out of the corner of your eye and it seemed to you that his expression had changed slightly. You no longer saw any irritation, but instead he radiated interest and curiosity. His eyes were focused on you, slightly closed. He looked at you sensually, as if he was excited about the whole situation.

By now it was too late to back out, so you just continued. Your hips rocked in sync with Jeongin's breaths. You could already feel the boy's hard penis under your crotch. You had to admit that you were surprised by his reaction to your idea, you didn't think he would play along.

Your pussy began to throb harder at the thought of being about to be fucked by Jeongin in front of Hyunjin. You quickly get rid of IN's shirt and he immediately went back to caressing your nipples with his tongue. His large hands kneaded your buttocks, adding to your sensations.

“Please do it.” You whispered, biting his earlobe.

Chills appeared on his skin and spread throughout his body. His muscles tensed and he lifted you to your feet. His penis was showing through his pants. The bulge was large and for a moment you couldn't take your eyes off it.

Your eyes only focused on something else when you felt the cold wrap around your legs. You looked down and saw that your pants had landed on the ground. You were left in only a thong showing your round buttocks.

From behind you, you heard Hyunjin's muffled throaty moan. You looked at him and licked your lips. You unzipped Jeongin's pants and pulled down his pants and his boxers. Your eyes saw the boy's large penis, leaking the first drops of pre-ejaculate.

You took off your thong and threw it on Hyunjin's lap, who still didn't take his eyes off you. Your naked body made his cock throb in his pants. You knew it must have been uncomfortable and even slowly painful for him.

Your attention returned to IN, you pushed him into the chair and knelt between his knees, leaning towards Hyunjin. Jeongin leaned against the back of the chair and did a men's spread. His hand landed on your head, threading his fingers in your hair.

You grabbed his penis in your hand and, keeping your eyes on the boy's face, ran your tongue from the tip of his penis to the very tip, licking the flowing secretion. You put just the tip of his cock into your mouth, sucking on it slightly. IN immediately threw his head back and gripped your hair tighter.

He directed the pace and depth with which you made your moves. At first he started slowly, reaching only half of his length. With each movement, your mouth filled up. You were even more turned on by the fact that he was the dominant one. With every movement of your head, your hips also moved, giving Hyunjin an extraordinary performance.

His heart was pounding even harder knowing that you were leaning towards him and he couldn't even move. Jeongin became more and more confident and aggressive with each move.

His movements were strong and his cock slid even deeper into your throat, making you deepthroat him. The pace and power he was giving were so strong that you had to spread your legs to keep your balance. At the same time, you gave a better view of your wet pussy.

Your throat was starting to hurt a little and your eyes were starting to fill with small tears, but you didn't want to stop, you had to admit that it was exciting you. His cock was getting bigger, filling you even more.

Finally, IN stopped moving your head and told you to stand up. He patted his lap, inviting you to join him. Without thinking, you walked up to him and knelt just above his penis, waiting for him to make the first move.

The boy guided his member to your hole with one hand and grabbed your waist with the other. You slowly lowered your body, his cock slipping into you seamlessly. Only when he entered you completely did you feel how big he was, how he filled you whole. Only when you got used to his size did you start moving your hips.

The sensations you felt with each movement were indescribable, your eyes rolled back in your head and pure sounds of pleasure flowed from your lips. You felt so good that you almost forgot about Hyunjin.

You looked at the boy seductively, biting your lip. You read excitement, jealousy and a huge desire to have you in his eyes. However, he tried to keep his eyes on you at all costs. He seemed hungry for your attention, for your touch. It wasn't long ago that he owned you completely, and now you're at his fingertips, so horny, and he can't fuck you.

IN took the initiative again and grabbed you by the back of your neck and pulled you aggressively towards him, connecting your lips in one passionate kiss.

“Now it's me and only me that counts.” He said, gripping your buttocks tightly.

Without any unnecessary talking, you focused all your attention on him. Your hips moved at a surprisingly fast pace, driving your insides crazy. Jeongin alternately caressed your breasts and buttocks, drawing beautiful, methodical moans from you.

It felt so good that you couldn't stop yourself from moving more extensively. You rose on your knees and fell with each stroke, perfectly hitting your sweet spot. With each wave of pleasure, you dug your fingers harder into the boy's shoulders, you knew you would definitely leave a mark, but you couldn't stop yourself.

As soon as you slowed down for a moment to catch your breath, you felt Jeongin's penis pulsating strongly.

“Don't slow down now.” His voice was slightly hoarse, his hair was sticking to his forehead, and his body was full of tension.

So you went back to your earlier pace, but then you picked up the pace. Your back arched and you placed your hands on the boy's lap, supporting yourself. You were in seventh heaven, you didn't dare to slow down even for a moment. Every move you made brought you closer to your fulfillment.

Finally, IN grabbed your waist and he guided your movements, thrusting into you hard but not painfully. You were both at the end of your rope. This time it was you who ran your fingers through his hair.

“IN!!!” Your voice echoed through the room as a wave of pleasure washed over you.

Your orgasm was powerful and you didn't know how long it lasted, but you couldn't stop shaking. You felt IN cumming inside you and his cock throbbing hard. His arms wrapped around you as if he was afraid that you would run away from this wonderful moment that he wanted to share with you.

Only when the pleasant impulses calmed down a bit did you hug his chest tightly. Your breathing evened out and you felt a great sense of peace as you felt his chest rise and fall at a steady pace. The feel of his skin on your breasts made you not want this wonderful moment to end.

You leaned against him for a while longer, savoring every second of it. But in the end, you placed a sweet kiss on his lips.

“I love you Y/n. Don't ever leave us. “ IN's words were warm, filled with affection and care.

You snuggled into his neck even tighter. You didn't want this moment to end, but you remembered Hyunjin.

“Will you let me finish my work? “ You asked the boy who nodded at you and you both got up from the chair.

IN placed a small kiss on your cheek and headed to the bathroom, and you headed towards Hyunjin. The boy was a hot mess. His hair was getting into his eyes, beads of sweat were running down his body, and his penis was painfully strained in his pants and twitching every now and then.

He was irritated by the whole situation, fiery flames seemed to be coming from his eyes. You knelt right in front of him, looked at him seductively, and he stared back at you. His slightly closed eyes looked at you carefully, analyzing every detail of your body, your every move, every breath.

You ran your hands down the length of his thighs, stopping just short of his penis. You looked up at him from under your eyelashes, a nasty smirk on your face. The boy's face showed a grimace of dissatisfaction. You were treading on very thin ice, but it gave you great pleasure.

Finally, Hyunjin started to struggle away when your hands still didn't satisfy him.

“Now you can feel what I felt when you teased me. Not pleasant, is it?" You circled your hands around his crotch, brushing your finger against it every now and then.

“Y/n, don't play with fire, it will end badly for you.” His voice was firm, but you sensed a note of desperation in it.

“Oh dear, but now I decide what to do with you. I can help you with your problem or leave you like this. If you ask nicely, I will satisfy you.”

“Y/n fucking untie me. " He hissed through clenched teeth.

“That's not a nice way to ask. “ You raised an eyebrow and slowly started to move away from him, much to his dissatisfaction.

Hyunjin gritted his teeth tightly and lowered his head, causing his red hair to cover his face.

"Please." There wasn't an ounce of sincerity in those words, but you decided to take pity on him.

You knelt between his legs and unbuttoned his pants. Without further ado, you took out his penis, which was wet with pre-ejaculate. Keeping your eyes on his face, you licked his entire length and took his cock into your mouth.

You started to pleasure him, savoring every moment when Hyunjin's eyes closed tightly from the excess of pleasure that was spreading through his body. You felt that he was close, you felt that in just a moment he would climax.

You released his cock from your mouth, which was met with a grimace of displeasure, but it was quickly replaced with renewed delight. You placed his penis between your breasts, and thanks to the fact that it was heavily moistened with your saliva, it glided perfectly between them.

Hyunjin really liked your initiative, new sensations and pleasures. Thanks to this, you could watch his reactions and you knew that he was close to climax. You sped up your movements, squeezing your breasts even tighter on his cock. Just a few movements were enough for you to feel warm sperm on your breasts. Hyunjin threw his head back, his hands pulled as close as he could, as if he wanted to catch you, but the bonds restricted his movements.

Your entire breasts were covered in white discharge as Hyunjin finished his orgasm.

“Don't play with me because I will always find a way to get back at you.” You winked at him and gave him a winning smile.

When Hyunjin didn't say anything but smiled, you got up from your knees and untied his tied hands. Only then did you see how hard he was trying to get away. There were very red abrasions on his wrists. It scared you, but the boy's face was calm, not a bit of pain.

“It's nothing, it will heal. I like it when you rule, it turns me on. Now let's go bathe you before the others arrive. “ He said, stroking your cheek and you went to the bathroom together.

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contains: lots and lots of fluff, light angst, friends to lovers

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you and jeongin have been by each other's sides since you were in diapers. you don’t think you've ever been apart from him; he was always there for you, during your greatest successes and your failures. the two of you had a special bond, something you have never felt and would never feel with anyone else.

though sometimes you wished that wasn’t the case.

you loved jeongin with your entire heart, and you know he did too; the only difference is that your love was romantic while his was platonic. but how could you stop yourself from having feelings for him? he was the funniest, kindest, and most understanding person you had ever met. but you could never dream of doing anything that would harm the friendship you had with him, so you kept your lips shut.

it was a typical friday afternoon. you and jeongin typically went to a cafe together before heading to your favorite local arcade. you both ordered your usual before sitting down at a small table by the window.

"so anything interesting happen this week?" jeongin asked, tapping his fingers on the table while waiting for your drinks to arrive.

"hm nothing much really, just the usual," you answered, trying to recall anything from your week, but the only thing you could think about was the way that the sunlight landed on jeongin’s frame perfectly.

"what about you?" "well you know that one guy i’m partnered with?" you nodded, remembering his complaints to you "well he finally decided to put in some effort towards the project, but i’m still pissed. i mean, he could’ve put some work in during the start." jeongin huffed. "well at least the project is over now, and i doubt your ever gonna see him again" you said, trying to brighten his mood. "yeah you’re right" he replied, smiling back. you always knew how to make jeongin feel better. he thought about the stressful nights where he would rant to you for hours about how upset he was, but you were always there to comfort him through it all. though you weren’t aware of it, jeongin loved you the same way you did. he had been in love with you for a while, but he only realized it recently.

the worker placed the drinks on the table, snapping jeongin out of his thoughts. he said a quick thank you to the server, pulled your drink towards him, and took a sip. "i still don’t get why you buy this drink; it tastes gross" you giggled at the look of disgust on the boy’s face. "then why do you have to take a sip every time i get it?" "i don’t know, maybe one day it’ll taste good" he answered, but he knew that the words that were coming out of his mouth were false, jeongin knew that the only reason he would even put that concoction drink near his mouth was because he loved to see the smile on your face, followed by the laughs about the expression he made.

after finishing your drinks, the two of you headed to the arcade, which was conveniently just a 3 minute walk away.

once you got there, you got a card and started playing. first,  you started with basketball (where you brutally defeated jeongin), followed by some space invaders.

"jeongin what are you doing? THERE IS ONE AT THE BOTTOM!" you said, frantically trying to kill it, but it was too late. "funny how we’ve been trying to do this for years but have never been able to beat this level" jeongin chuckled.

though the communication between the two of you was great, two-player games were never something you could both do together.

you took turns picking out games to play until both of you wanted to take a break, so you both found a table to sit at.

you thought about all the days you had spent here, it brought you so much joy. "kinda random, but i really enjoy spending time with you" you said, looking up at jeongin, he moved his hands across the table, placing them over yours. "i do too, even if you suck at games" he replied, earning him a playful slap on the side. "though in all honesty, i don’t know what i would do without you, without us. what we have is really special to me" he said, making your cheeks hurt from smiling so much.

"gosh i love you so much innie" it took him a minute to process your words, there’s no way you meant it in the way he hoped you did.

"do you love me the way i love you?" he mumbled, "what?" you questioned. did you hear that right? "oh uh, never mind" he dismissed "jeongin, do you like me?" you said, tilting your head a bit, "yeah… i do. but if you don’t reciprocate my feelings that fine, i’m sorry if i ruined our relationship-" "innie shut up for two seconds" his eyes opened wide "i like you too stupid, clearly we were both too dumb to see it" you laughed as he shoved you

"you made me so scared" he frowned, you got up from your seat and walked around the table over to him, slowly moving your face towards him before finally placing your lips over his. the kiss was short but sweet, you pulled away and saw the grin on jeongin’s face, "that make you feel better?" you questioned teasingly, "hmm i don’t know" he pondered "i think your gonna have to do it again" jeongin smirked "already hooked on my kisses?" "i missed out on years of kisses, you’re gonna have to make it up now" you giggled at his response, "we’re literally in public you baby, i’ll give you kisses some other time" but before you could pull him to get up so you could both play some more games, jeongin turned you towards him and cupped your face, giving you a small peck before getting up to go find some games to play. "ooh this one looks fun!" he pointed out, still wearing a smirk on his face. you laughed and headed over to where he was.

if you were to be stuck with anyone, you would always choose jeongin.

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