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Summary: a new discovery changes the trajectory of your relationship forever.

18+!!! filthy nasty smut and i dont wanna put warning bc i dont wanna ruin anything. plus i can do whatever i want tehe

-OT8

11k words (i need to be sedated)

Chan- daddy kink

It started out as a joke.

Yet here you are, getting pounded into relentlessly and screaming it out, certain the neighbors can hear exactly what you and your boyfriend, Chan, are doing.

"Who is making you feel like this?" He asks, not bothering to slow down his bruising pace.

"Y-you, daddy," you hoarsely reply and he chuckles behind you, pleased with your response.

But how did you get in this situation?

"You two both suck. I'm never allowed to have any fun around here," Jisung complains and you and Chan both roll your eyes at his dramatics.

"It's not fun when we are the ones having to go behind you and clean the kitchen that you absolutely demolished," Chan replies and you laugh when Jisung crosses his arms.

"Yes, dad. Sorry, dad," he turns to face you too, "Sorry, mom. I'll never misbehave again," Jisung has sarcasm dripping from his voice before he turns and walks back to his room, closing the door a little too hard for Chan's liking.

"No slamming doors!" Chan scolds and you can practically see Jsiung mocking Chan under his breath, causing you to let out a chuckle.

"There ya go, daddy. You show him!" you laugh out and pat Chan on the shoulder. You don't notice that he stiffens slightly at the words until you are snuggling back into his side.

"What's wrong? What happened?" You inquire, immediately sitting back up but he shakes his head and pulls you back down into his side so you can't see the red growing on his face.

"N-nothing. Just thinking about something," he pitifully excuses and you chuckle again. You lean into his side and rest your arm on his thigh, your elbow brushing against something hard in his pocket- oh.

Then it clicks.

"Did getting called daddy turn you on?" You ask after a few moments of silence between you two, just the T.V. playing some show.

"W-what?"

"You heard me..." you pause, trailing off before continuing and deciding to test your theory, "...daddy," you add on and sit up to face him.

He isn't hiding it well and his arousal is written all over his face. His pupils blown out, a flush on his skin, his teeth chewing down onto his plush lip. He lets out a sigh and looks down at his now hard cock in his pants.

"It would appear that way," he decides to confess and then inches closer to you, placing a hand a little too high on your thigh, "Why? Do you like it, y/n?" he asks and you immediately nod.

"Oh yeah? You like the idea of calling me daddy while I ruin that pretty pussy?" he asks, his hand on your thigh sliding up slightly, resting at the hem of your shorts.

"Mhm. I do, daddy," you wrap your arms around his neck to pull him closer to you, throwing one leg on either side of him. As you straddle him, you lock your lips and the make out immediately turns sloppy.

Chan places his hands on your hips and guides you across his hard cock in his pants, the friction causing you to moan into his mouth. He wraps his arms around your waist and stands, making you wrap your legs around him, then you're being laid down on his bed and before you know it, his head is between your thighs.

"Mmm, daddy. You're gonna make me cum," you groan out, grinding into Chan's mouth and he smirks, pulling away.

"What was that, sweetheart?" he asks, kissing back up your body. You let out a whine of annoyance at him stopping right before you reach your high.

"Meanie," you mumble out as he reaches your neck, placing kisses along your collarbone and he pulls away, looking you into your eyes.

"That isn't my name," he prompts you and you blush a little at the intense eye contact, but also feel your arousal between your legs growing.

"What my name, princess?" he asks and your mouth runs dry. You gulp as you feel his tip rubbing against your entrance and teasing your clit.

"D-daddy," you stutter out and he starts to slide in, making your eyes roll back into your head.

"Louder." He demands as he pushes all the way inside of you then pulls out so only his tip is in. You wiggle your hips down, trying your best to get him back inside but a firm hand on your hip stops you.

"Daddy, please?" you beg, wrapping your arms around his waist and pulling him closer to you.

"I said, louder," he repeats himself before slamming completely into you, making you let out a moan but instead of his name, like you usually moan, the nickname comes out.

"Ah, daddy!" you almost yell out and then he's drilling into you like there's no tomorrow, making you have your first orgasm of a very, very long night. He fucks you through it before he pulls out completly, letting you catch your breath.

“Flip over, baby girl,” his tone is soft but his words are demanding. You sit up on your elbows, and turn around, shakily sitting up on your hands and knees.

Chan presses a kiss to your shoulder blade then one to the side of your head before he sits back up behind you and rubs his hands down the small of your back and the curve of your ass.

“Are you ready? Do you want more of daddy’s cock, princess?” he prompts you with a soft slap to your ass and you nod.

“Yes, daddy. I want your cock,” you parrot him and he laughs, sliding into you from behind and starts drilling into you again. You can’t even form coherent words or thoughts at the overwhelming pleasure.

One of his hands reaches above you and he grabs a hold of the headboard in front of him, steadying himself and you can’t help but fall onto your chest at the force he is fucking into you.

“Who is making you feel like this?”

“Y-you, daddy,”

Lee Know- spit

You and Minho were having a walk and decided to stop and sit on a bench, looking over some grass. It was a cool autumn day and the wind was blowing but it was still very pretty.

The wind had started to pick up and was blowing leaves and dirt around but it was still nice and you two didn't mind if some dirt or leaves got on your clothes.

"Shit it got in my mouth," Minho grumbles and turns away from you, spitting onto the ground. For some reason, you can't take your eyes off his lips and you cant stop wishing you were the ground.

Wait, what?

"I know that tastes bad. Want some of my water?" you offer your boyfriend and hand him the water bottle, which he takes, eager to get the dirt out of his mouth.

He takes a few sips and sticks his tongue out, obviously not satisfied that it didn't get rid of the dirt's flavor.

"Swish it around and spit it out," you try to make it sound nonchalant, and it must work because Minho obeys. He takes another sip of your water and swishes it around before spitting it on the ground.

You subconsciously chew on your lip and Minho turns back to you, handing you back the water. But you don't even notice, still focused on his lips. They are slightly wet from the water he had just spit out and his tongue darts out, licking the moisture up.

"Y/n? If you want to kiss me, you're more than welcome," Minho teases and leans towards you. You feel yourself flush at being caught looking at your boyfriend's lips and look away from him.

"Who said I wanted a kiss?" You mumble and cross your arms over your chest, facing out at the grass again. You can feel Minho's eyes on the side of your face.

"You seemed like you did. All focused on my lips while pressing your thighs together," he states and you snap your head towards him.

"I was not!" you object and he laughs, letting his head fall back.

"But you were. What is going on that pretty little head, hm?" he asks and taps your head gently with the water bottle.

"I-I can't tell you. I'm a little embarrassed," you object and he raises an eyebrow at you, his tongue darting out to wet his lips and your eyes get caught on the wetness of his lips again.

"You can tell me, darling," he tries again and you shake your head, standing your ground.

"This isn't the place to have this conversation," you laugh out and he just looks more confused.

"You're not breaking up with me are you?" He suddenly asks and your eyes just about blow out of your head.

"No, no, no, never! You're stuck with me for life," you chew your lip and glance down at his lips again.

"Then tell me," he insists and you shake your head. He pokes your cheek a few times and you shake your head again.

"Tell me,"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Y/n."

"Minho."

"Tell me,"

"God! You are annoying!" you reply and he laughs again, throwing an arm over your shoulders and pulling you closer to him.

"Then tell meeeee," he whines and you can't help but fold.

"It was when you spit," you state and he looks at you, much more confused than he was before and you drop your head in your hands as your neck and ears heat up.

"What do you-"

"When you spit on the ground, I wished you were spitting on me instead," you blurt out and look him in the eyes, a smug smirk taking over his face.

"Baby, if you want me to spit in your mouth, all you have to do is ask," He shrugs and you quickly throw both hands over his mouth. His tone was a bit too loud for the park setting.

His tongue pushes out of his mouth and he licks the inside of your palm. But, instead of being absolutely disgusted, you let out a low moan at the wetness on your hand. His eyebrows raise at you and you quickly pull your hand away, rubbing it on your jeans.

"I-I- um. I can't even think of a way to defend myself right now," you sigh out, defeated.

"Let's go home," Minho replies and stands, heading towards your house. You quickly gather your belongings and follow after him, trying your best to keep up with his fast pace he has set.

Once you reach the house, Minho grabs a lollipop from the candy jar beside your front door and pops it in his mouth. He toes off his shoes and you follow suit, following him to sit by his side on the couch.

He pulls the lollipop from his mouth when you turn to him to talk, a string of saliva between his lips and the candy. Your eyes immediately drop from his eyes to the string. You can't stop your body and lean forward, breaking the string of saliva with your own tongue.

The mix of Minho and the cherry flavor of the lollipop has your head reeling and you close your eyes, savoring the taste. Before you can open your eyes, Minho leans forward and presses his lips against yours.

This is how you ended up under Minho on the couch, two of his fingers in your mouth. He pries your mouth open and spits directly onto your tongue.

"Swallow. Good girl," he praises when you obey his command and he leans forward, pressing a wet kiss to your collarbone. He makes his way down your naked body until he is face to face with your core. He spits directly on your clit and the sight has you clenching around nothing, making him laugh.

"You really like this, don't you?" He asks and you nod, holding eye contact with you. He sticks two fingers into his own mouth and brings the wet digits up to your mouth. You immediately open your mouth and accept them. At the same time, Minho starts to absolutely devour your pussy.

You moan out as he sends you flying over the edge and grind against his tongue while you ride your high out.

"So dirty. So messy," he comments, sitting up. It's a bit like static in your ears but you nod anyways. Minho presses his tongue to just below your navel and licks up until he reaches the valley of your breasts and sits up.

He looks you in the eyes, admiring your blown out pupils before his eyes fall back to your breasts and he spits on them, making you let out a moan at the wetness on your nipple.

"It's going to be a long night for you," he mumbles out, his fingers spreading his spit across your chest.

Changbin- exhibitionism

You clench around Changbin at his comment and he pauses his thrusts.

"Wait. Did the thought of that turn you on?" he questions and you feel your entire body heat up at the question. You open your mouth but close it again, too embarrassed to admit that it did, in fact, turn you on.

"The thought of Chan and Jisung hearing me fuck you turns you on?" you clench again at his words and smirk covers his face.

"If you want me to invite them in here, I'm more than happy," he says and you bite down on your lip. It had always been something you have been intrigued by but you had never tried it before.

"You haven't said a word, sweetheart. Do I need to call them in here? Would that make you use your words?" he questions and you blink at him. You really were rendered speechless.

Changbin reaches behind you, under the pillow, pushing himself further into you and causing you to let out a moan. He laughs and sits up, lazily pulling out and pushing back into you.

"Smile," he commands you and you open your eyes, seeing that he had his phone out and pointed directly at you. You bite down on your lip and Changbin leans back slightly, making sure that you can see him buried inside of you, all the way up to your flush face.

"Fuck. You are so beautiful," he murmurs and you feel yourself blush even more.

"Hush," you roll your eyes and he flips his phone towards you, showing you the photo. You nod, you really do look hot.

"Send it." you command, confidence suddenly overtaking you and Changbin chuckles, opening the 3racha group chat. He selects the photo and sends it in the group chat, without any words. He places his phone next to your head and grabs your thighs, folding them up toward the bed.

He starts to fuck into you slowly and you bite down on your lip, trying to suppress a moan. He bring his hand up to your mouth and runs a thumb over your lip, making you drop it.

"Let them hear you," he demands and fucks into you a little harder, making a squeal fall from your lips. He continues to fuck into you and you feel his phone vibrate by your head. He grabs it and unlocks it, reading the chat.

Chan: umm. was that mean for us?

Jisung: oh my god

He lets out a chuckle before typing something on his phone and turning it to you so you can read the chat.

Changbin: yeah it was. she said she would love for you to see her like this. she would love it even more if you were watching her in person....

A few seconds after sending the message, there is a soft knock at the door of Changbin's room and you clench around him, making him let out a groan. You really are enjoying this.

"Come in," he voices, rutting into you a bit more harshly and making another moan fall from your lips. The doorknob turns and there is hesitation before the door pushes open, Jisung and Chan both standing there with semis in their pants.

"Sits down," Changbin nods towards the couch a few feet away and even the authority in his tone has you reeling. This is an unreal experience and you are so grateful to be able to go through it with Changbin and the boys instead of some random strangers.

"Look at them, baby," Changbin's attention is back on you and you bite down on your lip, turning your head to face Chan and Jisung. They are both already looking at you and Jisung's eyes trail down your body, stopping where you and Changbin are connected.

He starts to move inside of you, slowly, too slowly, teasing you. He was obviously trying to get a rise out of you to try to put on a good show for his two closest friends.

"Please," you beg, grinding down onto Changbin as he pulls in and out of you. He speeds up, albeit not quick enough.

"Stop teasing," You try to put authority behind your voice but he stops altogether, completely buried inside of you, making you let out a moan. Your head falls back and your eyes flutter closed.

"Should I go faster?" You hear Changbin ask and you open your eyes, expecting him to be looking at you but instead he is looking at his two friends to his side. You turn your head as well to look at them.

"I think you should," Chan is the first one to speak up between the two. Changbin lets out a chuckle and turns back to face you again. Your eyes stay on Chan and his eyes lock with yours.

"Touch yourself, Channie. Please?" You add on the please, hoping it would be a bit more inticing if you ask nicely. His eyes dart from yours to Changbin's.

"You heard her," Changbin speaks up and turns back to you, pulling out and pushing back in much harder than he was before. You moan out as Changbin starts to fuck you harder, much harder than he had been all night.

"Oh fuck. Sungie, touch yourself," you demand and he immediately complies which makes your attention go back to Chan, gently palming himself through his boxers.

Jisung has his cock out and in his hand, stroking in time with Changbin fucking into you. Chan glances at you one more time and you drag your hands away from Changbin. You run your hands up your body, stopping at your nipples and pinching them lightly.

This seems to be what breaks Chan's self control because he is pulling his pants down enough to free himself and also begins to stroke himself at the same pace that Changbin was fucking you.

"Do you want to know what they're thinking about?" Changbin's hoarse voice catches your attention and you snap your eyes back to his, nodding.

"Ask." he demands and you open your mouth to protest but Changbin leans down, taking one of your nipples into his mouth.

"Fuck. Are you imagining you're fucking me right now? Are you wishing you were in Changbin's place? Maybe you're wishing you were in mine..." you start to ramble as you feel your orgasm getting closer and closer.

You hear Jisung whisper a cuss word under his breath as he cums all over his own fist. Chan seems to be a little further off than Jisung, seeing as he waited a bit longer to start touching himself.

"F-fuck. I'm g-gonna cum," Your head falls back again as your body arches up into Changbin. Your orgasm comes crashing over you harder than you have ever felt. You feel Changbin fuck you through it but once you start to come down, he stops, buried deep inside of you and lets you catch your breath.

Once you start to come back to earth, you look over at Chan who is still stroking his cock, leaking precum all over his hands.

"Are you gonna cum for me, Channie? Will seeing me cum again push you over the edge?" you question. And he cusses under his breath looking at Changbin.

"Make me cum again, baby. I want Channie to cum too," you put on your best puppy dog eyes and Changbin grunts before starting to fuck into your sensitive pussy again.

He brings a hand down to your swollen clit and you jerk away from him. He presses harder, preventing you from going any where and continues to fuck into you. Suddenly, he stops and pulls out, dropping to his knees in front of the bed so he is eye level with your pussy.

Before you have any time to prepare, he starts devouring your pussy. He licks a stripe up your entire pussy before sticking his tongue inside of you and slurping out the evidence of your previous orgasm.

He pushes your body up a bit more in the bed and starts rutting into the mattress as he devours you. Your hand laces into his hair, pulling lightly and he lets out a groan before pulling away and putting two fingers into you.

"Taste so good. Do you want a taste, hyung?" Changbin questions and pulls his fingers from your begging hole, holding them out to Chan. He stands immediately and walks over to Changbin.

Changbin hold his fingers out to Chan and leans back down, sucking on your clit again and using his other hand to fuck into you. He starts to eat you out exactly as you like, knowing he is about to push you over the edge.

You force your eyes to stay open as Chan leans down and sucks your essence from Changbin's fingers. Chan's hand speeds up at your taste and the sight alone is enough to send you over the edge, making you cum on Changbin's tongue and fingers.

Suddenly, you feel lips on your neck and your eyes pop open to Changbin.

"There you are. You okay?" He questions and you nod, looking around the room. You don't see any trace of Jisung or Chan and start to sit up. Changbin helps you and reaches over to grab the water bottle on the nightstand. You look down and notice that he has on a shirt and sweats and you also have on a t-shirt and a pair of sleep shorts.

"You've been out of it for a few minutes, baby. You sure you're okay?" he asks again and you nod once more.

"Did he cum? Did you cum?" You ask and Changbin lets out a laugh, letting his head fall back.

"Of course that would be the first thing you ask. Yes and yes," he assures you and you fall back onto the bed again, letting out a groan.

"I can't believe I missed it!" You exclaim, throwing your hands in the air. Changbin chuckles again, pulling you into his chest.

"Guess that means we have to do that again," he suggests and you feel yourself smiling before drifting back into an unconscious state.

Hyunjin: hair pulling

You keep mixing the bowl in front of you while ilr Hyunjin is talking about his day. You decided you wanted to bake something you saw on social media and Hyunjin suggested he keep you company, seeing as he is your best friend, you decided not to object.

"Can you roll my sleeve up more?" you ask, turning your body towards Hyunjin. He nods and continues talking as he rolls your sleeve up, preventing it from getting into your batter.

"Let me redo the other one too," he suggests and you turn more so he has better access to the sleeve. He unrolls what you had done earlier and rolls it up again, much more secure than you had it.

"Thank you," you mumble out and he nods before he goes back into the story he was telling before you got distracted.

But your focus didn't last long. You notice that your apron was starting to untie and was also at risk of falling into the batter.

"Sorry, one more thing. Can you retie my apron?" you ask and he rolls his eyes dramatically.

"Y/n, if you don't want to hear my story you can just say that," he teases you and you chuckle. He walks behind you and unties the apron before retying it. He runs his hands down your sides and stops at your hips before pulling away, leaving a trail of fire in its tracks.

Okay you and Hyunjin are best friends. You have been for a while now. However, there is this air between the two of you that easily blurs the lines between just friends and something a little bit more.

Flirty comments, flirty nicknames, flirty touches, the works. Its to a point that everyone around you two can sense the tension and usually chooses to leave the two of you alone to avoid being caught in an awkward situation.

"Anything else, princess?" he asks, slight sarcasm in his voice at the nickname but it still makes butterflies erupt in your stomach, nonetheless.

"I mean, since you're offering, will you redo my hair?" you ask, your hair had been falling out of its hair tie for a while and was tickling your nose anyways.

"So needy," he complains but still comes to stand behind you again. He pulls the scrunchy from your hair and you bite down on your lip lightly when the pull feels a little too good.

He runs his hands through your hair, smoothing all of your hair towards the back of your head.

"Make sure I don't look stupid," you comment and he chuckles behind you.

"Also try to make sure it won't fall out around my neck. I hate that feeling. And can you also-" you're cut off by a strong tug to your hair, making your head fall back and you lock eyes with Hyunjin.

"Needy and demanding? You really are acting like a princess," His voice is low and you blink at him, too stunned to say anything. You know you are crossing into dangerous territory right now. That line between friendship and more keeps getting blurrier and blurrier.

"I-I um," You stutter out and he chuckles, releasing your hair from his grip and you stand back up straight. Your eyes are frozen to the mixing bowl in front of you and before you can even process what you're doing, you're turning around and smashing your lips to Hyunjin's.

He freezes for a second and you debate pulling away, thinking you made a mistake. But, he quickly realizes what is happening and wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him, slotting his leg between your own.

Your hands instinctively make their way to his neck, deepening the kiss more. His free hand makes its way to the back of your head, lacing into your hair that never made it back into the scrunchy.

His fingertips tighten against your scalp, creating pressure and you moan against his lips. He smiles against yours before he tightens his grip on your hair and pulls you away from him. He leans your head back, giving himself access to your neck.

"You know, if you want to stop, I will. We can never talk about this again. But if you tell me to keep going, there's no going back for us," he mumbles against your neck and there's barely a moment of silence before you're replying.

"Don't stop." you're practically demanding and he bites down on your neck, sure to leave a mark and you let out a moan as his grip tightens in your hair.

"I always thought I was going to make the first move," He confesses and stands again, looking you in the eyes as his fingers relax against your scalp slightly.

"You kind of did. You just didn't realize it," you speak lowly, a blush rising to your face as the words leave your mouth.

"I watched your pupils dilate right before my eyes when I pulled your hair," he speaks out and you bite down on your lip. His eyes drop to your mouth and he lets out a sigh, his breath fanning across your face.

"Fuck, don't do that," he whispers out, pressing his lips against yours again. His tongue immediately makes its way into your mouth and you don't even attempt to fight for dominance. Not with the way his hand is laced loosely in your hair and the way he has his leg pushed between your own, placing pressure on where you need him most.

His grip in your hair tightens again and he pulls away.

"On your knees, pretty," he commands against your lips and your knees immediately buckle. It's like your body responded to his words before your brain even had time to and before you know it, you are on your knees, in your kitchen, face to face with Hyunjin's growing tent in his pants.

You immediately lean forward and press a kiss over the wet spot that is forming on his shorts, causing him to let out a hiss and pull you away from him by your hair.

"Mm, bad girl. I didn't say you could touch me," his voice sends chills up your spine. You have never seen this dominant side of Hyunjin and to say it had you panties drenched would be an understatement.

He lets go of your hair and hooks his thumbs in his shorts, pulling his shorts and underwear down at the same time. You gulp, your mouth watering at the sight of Hyunjin right before your eyes. He looked actually edible and you are a bit disappointed that you haven't jumped his bones already if this is what he was hiding in his pants.

He lets out a chuckle and you look up at him, putting on your most innocent eyes you can muster. As soon as your eyes lock onto his, his smile drops and he feels like he could melt into a puddle at the sight.

"Can you please fuck my mouth now, Jinnie?" You ask softly and he cusses under his breath before he grabs your cheeks with one of his hands, making your lips pucker.

"You asked for it," he practically spits at you before sitting back up and letting go of your face, "Open up," He demands, bringing his cock forward and tapping the tip on your lips.

You open your mouth to let him in and instead of slowly easing himself inside, he immediately forces himself into your mouth as far as he can go without causing you to gag.

"Fuck. Why didn't I do this sooner?" He is murmuring to himself and starts to thrust into your mouth, then suddenly he pushes in further, causing you to gag and tears immediately jump from your eyes.

His hand wraps into your hair, holding you in place as he fucks your mouth. His head falls back for a moment before he looks down at you.

"Look at me," he demands and you do your best to look up at him through the tears falling from your eyes.

"You look so pretty like this," his free hand comes up to your cheek, smearing the tears across your face. He brings the wet finger up to his lips and licks the salty liquid from them.

"You're going to make me cum. Is that what you want?" He asks and you hum around his cock. It's too far down your throat for you to try to force any coherent words out and his grip tightens in your hair. He speeds up his thrusts then he stops abruptly, deep in your throat and you feel his cum running into your stomach. You couldn't even spit it out if you wanted to.

He pulls you off of his cock by your hair with a pop and leans down, pressing his lips against yours again.

"Fuck that was good. I'm not even close to being done yet. We haven't even made it out the kitchen," he mumbles against your lips before pulling you back up to your feet by your hair again, making you groan.

Han- degradation/praise

You and Jisung have been at each other's throats for the past week. On top of both of you having stress with work and being extremely busy, the sexual tension was also at an all time high. The two of you's busy schedules meant that not only was it hard to spend the night with each other, it was difficult to see each other at all.

Meaning that when you did finally get the opportunity to see each other, you were both too exhausted to try to initiate anything.

Tonight was like the past few days and you had erupted into an argument over something stupid. You had told Jisung he could come over and stay the night tonight as long as he helps you with the chores that you had already planned.

You asked Jisung to unload the dishwasher while you vacuum the rug in the living room.

"You need to deep clean that thing. Vacuuming it isn't going to do anything," Jisung says and you look up, flipping the vacuum off.

"Hm?" You hum, a bit annoyed that he had interrupted you.

"I said...never mind it isn't important," he murmurs and plops down on the couch and pulls his phone out.

"No. You said something that was obviously more important than what I am doing and you made me flip the vacuum off. So tell me," you insist, placing a hand on your popped hip.

"Dude, it isn't that serious. And I didn't make you do anything. You decided to turn the vacuum off," he snaps at you and you scoff, throwing your hands in the air.

"God forbid I want to be a good girlfriend and actually listen to what my boyfriend says. You can't even begin to relate to that," you murmur the last bit under your breath and Jisung sits up, resting his elbows on his knees.

"Is that a jab at me? I always listen to you. Even when you're nagging about nonsense!" he exclaims and you raise your eyebrows at him.

"Says the idiot that hasn't done the one task they agreed to," you spit at him and take a step closer. Jisung's whole body tenses up and he sits back, leaning away from you slightly. He stares at you in silence.

"What? Got nothing to say now? God you piss me off," you start walking towards the wall to unplug the vacuum, not even in the mood to clean anything anymore.

You reach down to take the plug out the outlet and are met with a pressure against your ass. Jisung's obviously hard cock pressing against you.

"The way you're looking at me and talking to me right now has me feeling things I have never felt before," his voice is low and gravelly and you sit up, your back pressed to his chest.

"Me telling you how you're useless is turning you on right now? Does that not embarrass you even a little bit?" you question, anger still evident in your voice but you still feel your panties getting wet at him being hard. It makes you realize how long it has been since the two of you have been intimate.

"Your voice sounds so pretty when you're mad. I can't explain it," he whispers lowly against your ear and places a kiss to your neck. The compliment has you biting down on your lip.

"So now because you got hard, you think I should fuck you? A bit pathetic, don't ya think?" you ask and his lips continue to kiss your exposed neck and shoulder. He groans against you, the vibrations sending chills down your spine.

"Please?" he is practically begging you and ruts against your ass, making you let out a low moan as well. You can't help but admit that you want him just as much as he wants you, maybe even more.

"You think you deserve it? You're acting so easy right now, Sungie," the nickname has venom in it and you take a step forward before turning and leaning your back against the wall. Jisung leans forward, his eyes locked on your lips and you place a hand on his chest, stopping him.

"Aht aht. Can you be good boy and answer my question? Is that too hard for your that pretty little head," His hands that were only an inch from your hips drop down to his sides. He balls them up into fists and looks into your eyes, still only a few inches from each other.

"I do deserve it. All I can think about is how you have driven me wild right. That perfect pout on your lips, that perfect pussy between your legs-" before he can continue with the praise, you lean forward and lock lips, immediately pushing him back towards the couch be was sitting on earlier and he falls down onto it easily.

You straddle him and make contact with his hard-on. It presses the perfect amount of pressure on your throbbing clit and you grind gently before finally breaking the kiss.

"Are you going to cum too fast if I ride you. You think you'll be able to make me cum before you do?" You taunt him and lean down, sucking a hickey into his neck. He breathes out a cuss and lets his head fall back to give you more access.

You grind down again and he lets out a moan, fighting his hands from moving to your hips to make you grind down harder. You pull away from his neck, another hickey quickly forming and sit up, landing a gentle smack to his cheek. Not hard enough to draw a reaction but instead just grabbing his attention.

"Ya. Reply to me when I'm asking questions. You can't seriously be this dumb, slut," you practically spit at him and his hips buck up into you again.

"I-I can m-make you cum," he whines out and you bite down on your lip at his submissive state. The way he is praising you on top of it is turning you on even more. You stand from the couch and his eyes snap to yours

"Clothes off," you command and he wasted no time, ridding his shirt and pants, leaving him fully naked and sat on the couch. You quickly follow suit and straddle him, rubbing his head across your clit.

"I wonder if I'll even be able to feel it," you let the words fall from your lips and immediately feel like you might've taken it too far.

You and Jisung both know it is an act. He is honestly one of the biggest partners you have ever been with and he knows this too. Instead of having a negative reaction though, his eyes grow glassy and blown out under you.

"Let me try. Please let me try," he begs and you can't help but sinking down onto him. Your eyes roll back at the stretch and he whines as you sink down, fully hugging him between your walls.

"That the best you can do?" you grunt out and you feel Jisung twitch inside of you. You grab his face by his cheeks and his eyes pop open to meet yours.

"Keep telling me how good I'm making you feel and maybe you'll get permission to cum," you throw his face out of your hand before rising up and dropping back down on Jisung.

Felix- orgasm control/begging

Contrary to what most people think, sex with Felix is not nearly as vanilla as you may think. Yes, sometimes the two of you do have really sweet, vanilla sex. But sometimes you also have the most insane and disgusting sex that anyone could ever have.

This happens because the two of you are such good communicators with one another. You tell each other exactly what you want all the time and it makes for not only an emotionally intelligent relationship, but also a physically intelligent one.

“Hi, angel. I have a question,” Felix sits down next to you and you pause the video you are watching, turning to face him.

“I was talking to the boys and one of them mentioned something that they do with their girlfriend and I wanna try it,” he explains and you nod at him.

“Okay, we can,” you agree and turn back to your video, ready to continue watching. He laughs next to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and pulling you against his chest.

“Baby, you don’t even know what it is,” he mumbles before pressing a kiss to the top of your head and you shrug.

“It’s okay. I trust you,” you explain, the video already pulling your attention back in. His hand makes its way to your hair and he absentmindedly twirls a strand around his finger.

“I could be asking you to murder somebody and you just agreed,” he comments and you chuckle, pausing the video again.

“Except I know you aren’t asking me to murder anybody so we’re good. I assume it’s something sexual and I don’t want to know what it is so you can get the genuine reaction that you want. That’s all,” you smile up at him and he leans down, pressing a kiss between your eyebrows.

“What if it hurts?” he asks quietly and you break eye contact, looking up at the ceiling to try to think of a valid response.

“Well I like a little pain. Besides if I don’t like it, that’s the whole reason we have a safe word, right?” you reason and he nods, letting you snuggle back into his side to finish your video.

A few hours later, Felix was starting to get restless. All he could think about was fucking you since your earlier conversation and his self control was slowly withering away.

You were sitting between his legs on the bed, your back against his chest and your phone still in your hand. You had deep dived and been watching videos about some topic for hours but Felix wasn’t paying any mind to it.

His hand starts to trail up and down your arm, leaving goosebumps in his wake and he smirks. He is always pleased when your body has an uncontrollable reaction to him. When he notices your heartbeat speed up, your pupils dilating, a blush rising to your cheeks when he compliments you.

He fingers slowly make their way to your chin and he turns your head away from your video at the same time he leans down and presses his lips against yours. You immediately kiss him back and his tongue finds its way into your mouth.

That’s all it takes for the video to be completely forgotten and your phone is tossed who knows where. You pull away and sit up, pulling your shirt off and straddling Felix to continue kissing him.

His hands roam your bare back until he reaches the clasp of your bra and unclips it. He grabs the straps and pulls them down your arms and you pull away from him so he can slide it off before wrapping your arms around his neck again.

You grind down gently on him and feel him hard in his pants. You pull away and smile down at him when he looks up at you, cheeks flushed.

“You’ve been hard for an hour, baby. I’ve felt it in my back. What were you thinking about?” You question and he suddenly leans forward, taking your sensitive nipple into his mouth and swirling his tongue before pulling away.

“Wouldn’t you like to know,” he teases and wraps his arms around your waist, flipping you over so he is hovering over you instead. He reconnects his lips with yours and his hand reaches down, undoing the tie of your shorts before he pulls away and pulls them off your legs.

He scoots his fully clothed body down and pries your legs open, finally getting a look at your cunt that he has been thinking about for the past couple of hours.

“So pretty,” he comments and presses a kiss to your thigh. You hum out at him as he inches his kisses closer and closer to where you need him most. He places a kiss just above your clit before pulling back. You feel his breath fan over you and you whine at him.

“Lix. No teasing please?” you try to reason and he looks up at you from his spot between your legs. You lock eyes and he raises an eyebrow at you.

“Please? Please baby? I need you so bad,” you try to reason, knowing he’ll fold since you two are making eye contact. He glances at your pussy again before leaning down and pressing a kiss to your clit.

He flattens his tongue against you and you arch back, pushing him closer to you. One of your hands moves to his hair and he pulls away slightly to speak to you.

“Touch those pretty tits for me,” he demands before he leans back down and starts to flick his tongue on your clit. Your hand shakily makes its way to your nipple and you start to play with yourself.

Felix speeds up the pace of his tongue on your clit and brings a hand up, teasing his finger at your entrance. You try to push your hips down to make his finger sink inside of your waiting hole but he doesn’t budge.

“Please, baby? I need your fingers inside of me so bad,” you plead with him and he groans against your clit, pushing a finger in and pumping faster. Your hand starts to play with your nipples faster as you feel yourself approaching your orgasm.

“F-Fuck Felix I’m gonna-” before you can finish you sentence, he pulls away abruptly. Your eyes snap open and you look down at your boyfriend who has a smug little grin on his face. He pulls his shirt and shorts off quickly while you try to catch your breath and comprehend what just happened.

“What the fuck, Felix?” you question, confusion all over your face.

“I’m going to fuck you now, angel,” he replies and you blink at him a few times, confused as to why he stopped right before you came but then it clicks. Is this what he was talking to the boys about?

You nod and lay back, holding your arms out for him to fall on top of you. Instead, he grabs you by your bent legs and slides you towards him. He seems to be in a rough mood and you aren’t one to deny him of it.

“Beg me,” he suddenly speaks up, the tip of his cock sliding up and down your soaked core. Because of him having edged you, you really are desperate for some sort of friction or relief. You feel your entire body heat up, knowing a blush is covering your face and neck.

“Please? Can I please have your cock?” The words rolls off your tongue easily but they seem so foreign. At the same time, being this submissive to Felix was also turning you on.

He slides into you, bottoming out quickly and you already feel your orgasm begging to be fucked out of you. He pulls out and pushes back in, making a moan fall from your lips.

“Please go faster, please, I need more please,” you are begging him and he complies, speeding up and almost literally fucking you into the mattress.

“O-oh my God. I’m gonna cum,” you exclaim out as the knot in your stomach tightens.

“Again, already? I’m just getting started,” Felix grunts before pulling out of you and stopping you from reaching your climax again. Before you can stop them, frustrated tears fall from your eyes and you open them to look at your boyfriend.

“Already crying, princess? It’s going to be a long night for you,” his hand reaches up and he used his thumb to wipe the tear from your cheek. He leans down and presses a kiss to your neck.

“Color?” he asks quietly against the shell of your ear before placing a gentle and grounding kiss to it. Him asking your color doesn’t surprise you but your response does.

“Green,” you breathe out, without even thinking. You feel him smile against your neck and he sits up before sliding back into you, causing your legs to shake around his waist.

“Then let’s continue, shall we?”

Seungmin- pet play

"Says the furry!" you yell out and Jeongin throws his hands in the air.

"Your boyfriend is more of a furry than I am!" He tried to defend himself but you shake your head at him.

"I don't think he has ever been caught in 4k with a tail on, Jeongin," you pat him on the shoulder lightly but before he can say anything else, the sound indicating the beginning of the next round rings in the room and both of your attention is back on the game.

You and Jeongin are sat on the floor against the couch playing a game he just got that you happen to be better than him at. Your boyfriend, Seungmin, is sitting on the couch with his legs spread and you're settled between them.

He is absentmindedly playing with your hair and is on his phone, not really paying attention to the scene in front of him. He says he played the game already and wasn't that interested which is how you got looped into playing instead.

"He literally calls you pup," you hear Jeongin mumble under his breath and a mischievous smile takes over your face.

"Are you kink shaming us?" you tease Jeongin when you realize you are about to approach him on the map. He freezes and you don't turn away from the T.V. but you know his face is beet red.

"W-what?" His voice comes out shaky and you turn the corner in the map before his side of the screen lights up red. You had thrown him off and was able to sneak up on him.

"Headshot! I win again," You put your hands in the air to celebrate and turn to Jeongin. His eyes are still on the screen and his mouth is open.

You hear Seungmin chuckle behind you and he leans forwards towards Jeongin. He taps him on the jaw twice and his other hand scratches at your scalp gently.

"Shut your mouth, Innie. You'll catch flies," he teases and Jeongin immediately shuts his mouth, turning to face his friend.

"Was she being for real or was that a sick and twisted way for her to win?" He asks Seungmin and you bust out laughing. He sounds genuinely offended which also causes Seungmin to laugh, falling back to his original position on the couch.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" You speak out between laughs and Jeongin slaps his hands over his ears before standing abruptly and running out of the room, mumbling something under his breath.

"What did he say?" You ask, letting your head fall back and rest on your boyfriend's thigh. Seungmin leans down and places a gentle kiss to your lips before shrugging.

"Something about never being about to look at us the same again," he says and you let out another chuckle. You roll your head to the side and press your cheek to Seungmin's thigh. His hand reaches into your hair again and he starts scratching lightly at your scalp.

It feels good and you let out a low hum, wondering if this is what dogs feel like when you scratch them. The amount of satisfaction, protection, and love you are feeling giving you a warm and fuzzy feeling.

"That feels good, pup?" Seungmin's voice is low, quiet and you nod. Your hand that was on the floor wraps around his thigh under your head and you start rubbing him back, at the same rhythm he is rubbing you.

"You know," Seungmin starts and you come out of your own thoughts to listen to him. You hum, prompting him to continue and you hear him sigh and place his phone down on the couch beside him.

"I think I would kind of be into it," he says it quietly and your eyebrows drop into confusion.

"Into...?" you question, a bit confused on where he is exactly going with this.

"You being my pet," he speaks up a little louder and you pause your rubbing on his thigh. You turn around, settling on your knees in between his open legs and your hands on either one of his thighs.

"Oh yeah?" you cue him to continue and he places one hand on your face. You subconsciously lean into it and he strokes your cheek gently. His hand trails down until it stops at your neck. He squeezes lightly, making a gasp fell from your lips.

"I can imagine a collar on this pretty little neck," his thumb trails across your throat and it bobs when you gulp, making him chuckle.

"What does it look like?" you ask, quietly and he smiles at you.

"Mm, purple. With diamonds on it," his thumb grazes across your bottom lip before he continues, "A silver pendant with your name on it. The other side has my name on it. Just in case you get lost, whoever finds you will know who you belong to," he finishes and you can't help squeezing your thighs together.

The tone he is speaking to you in and the words he is saying are causing a deep rooted arousal to course through your body.

"You seem to like the idea of that. Don't you, pup?" he asks and the nickname now has a whole new meaning, making heat run through your body. You nod at him, your eyes were huge, the definition of puppy dog eyes.

Your hands lightly graze up his thighs, stopping on either side of his growing erection. You look up at him through your eyelashes and he smirks.

"So desperate, pup. What if someone comes out and sees? I can't have anyone else seeing what belongs to me, can I?" he asks, but his hands make no motion to stop you. One of his arms is thrown up on the back of the couch and the other one is resting on the couch beside him.

"B-but I want to have you in my mouth. Can I please have you in my mouth? I've been such a good girl," you plea with him and he laughs, his perfect smile covering his face.

"You can beg better than that," he leans forward, placing a finger under your chin and making you look him in his eyes from only a few inches away.

"Go on, pup. Beg," he demands and you feel your lip quiver slightly out of frustration and a little bit of humiliation. Seungmin has always been a quite dominant in bed but he has never been this dominant and the submission you are falling into has your head reeling.

"P-please?" you ask, your voice shaky. He just raises his eyebrows at you.

"Please what?"

"Please, sir. Can I please suck your cock?" you ask, trying your best to maintain your composure. Seungmin practically growls at the nickname and is lifting his hips and dropping his pants enough to free his hard cock.

He is a lot more hard than you thought he was, or maybe the use of the nickname sent him over the edge. Either way, you were practically drooling at the sight in front of you.

"Wow," you speak out and reach for his erect length but he tsk's and grabs your wrists, stopping you from touching him.

"I didn't say you could speak. I also didn't say you could touch me. Be a good pet and open your mouth," he demands you and you immediately comply, opening your mouth.

Seungmin's hand travels to the back of your head while the other is still tightly holding your wrists. He pushes your head down, letting your warm mouth wrap around his length, and lets out a hiss.

"Fuck. Good girl. Go ahead and suck for me," He commands you and releases your wrists, "I give you permission to use your hands now," he concludes and throws his other arm back over the back of the couch while the other is tangled in your hair.

You start to suck him and the low moans and words he is letting out are building up frustration that is heading straight to your core. You press your thighs tighter together and speed your head up. Seungmin notices you trying to find some sort of pressure and speaks up again.

"Open your legs for me, pup," he instructs and you oblige. He immediately slides his leg between yours, pressing his shin against your aching clit. You moan around him at the pressure and grind against him, trying to find some relief.

"Look at you. Humping my leg like a bitch in heat," he comments and thrusts into your throat, making you gag around him. You continue to grind against his leg and his grip in your hair tightens.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum. Are you going to be a good girl and swallow everything I give you? You won’t make a mess will you?" he questions and thrusts up into your mouth again, making tears spring to your eyes. You nod as best you can with his cock in your mouth and speed up.

Suddenly, he is cumming and his head falls back as he empties his balls down your throat. You moan around him and have no choice but to swallow every drop you can. He pulls you off with a pop and locks eyes with you.

His hand reaches out and wipes the corner of your mouth before he brings it right in front of your eyes. He shakes his head at you and pushes his cum covered thumb past your lips without warning.

"I told you not to make a mess, pup. Looks like I have to train you a bit more," he growls out before removing his thumb and pressing his lips against yours.

I.N- breath play

You and Jeongin have a bit of a complicated relationship. It's a bit more than just friends but you aren't together. The two of you have been friends for a while and on one random night, you accidentally had sex.

Ever since then, you have had a sort of friends with benefits kind of relationship. It wasn't clear whether or not you were necessarily exclusive but neither of you were being intimate with anyone else.

Essentially, you and all your friends know that you two are together but just without the formal title. That blurry line causes a lot of problems in your relationship friendship. One of the main problems being jealousy.

You and Jeongin were both out at the club. You have a big group of friends and are all having a good time. You were two or three shots in, tipsy but not drunk. The few drinks did give you an insane amount of confidence and you found yourself engaging in conversation with anyone who would listen.

"Want another shot?" A voice asks from beside you and you look away from the stranger you were talking to to be met with one of the friends from your group, Felix.

“Duh! As long as you take one with me, Lixie," you smile and he nods, immediately agreeing. He orders the two shots and reaches across the bar to grab them. You notice that the bar top is wet and quickly grab his sleeve and forearm, preventing him from wetting the cloth.

"Thank you, sweetheart. Here you go," he hands you the shot and you both smile. You take it from his hand and the two of you cheers before downing the shot. It immediately makes you even warmer and you feel yourself on the edge of drunk.

"Let's dance!" You lean over to yell in Felix's ear and he nods, holding his hand out to you. You take it and he guides you out to the dance floor. You find the perfect spot and immediately start dancing and singing in each other's faces.

The more you dance, the more the last shot is coursing through your veins and you find yourself with your back to Felix's chest and grinding on him gently. You feel Felix lean down to whisper in your ear but before he can say anything, you lock eyes across the room with Jeongin.

If he were a cartoon, smoke would definitely be blowing out of his ears. Pissed was an understatement, he was livid.

"Your boyfriend looks mad," Felix's voice is in your ear and his breath fans down your neck, making goosebumps rise on your skin. You laugh and let your head fall back, resting on Felix's shoulder.

"He's not my boyfriend," you yell out over the music, certain that Jeongin can read your lips but you don't dare to look at him. Instead, you turn around and wrap your arms around Felix's neck and grind against him. His hands rest on your hips and he dances in rhythm with you.

You glance up at Felix to tell him he is a good dancer but his eyes are focused behind you, a small twinge of what looks like fear in them. Before you can turn around, you feel a body pressed up against your back and two big hands sliding under Felix's, forcing his hands off of you.

"That's enough." Jeongin's voice is deep and you can smell liquor on his breath. The way he sounds send chills down your spine. You look up at Felix but he makes some lame excuse about finding someone and walks away.

"What do you think you're doing?" You turn your head towards Jeongin to ask and he scoffs, raising his eyebrows.

"What do I think I'm doing? What do you think you are doing? We're leaving." He doesn't give you room to argue and is pushing you forward, making you stumble, until you reach the exit.

"Jeongin. Stop acting jealous. We don't even have a ride if we wanted to leave," you speak out once the two of you are outside and he places a hand on your back, guiding you down the road.

"I ordered a ride when I saw you take that last shot," he points to a black car and opens the back door, allowing you to slide across and he slides in next to you. He speaks to the driver and you are on the way home.

You reach over the rest your hand on his thigh and he rests his hand on top of yours, giving a gentle squeeze, before removing it and placing it back into your own lap. Oh. He's pissed.

You bite down on your lip and look out the window. The driver's music is playing gently in the background and through the reflection of the window you can see Jeongin clenching his jaw over and over again.

You finally turn to him and rub your thumb across the clenched muscle, making him relax. His eyes dart to you for a second before he faces forward again. You retract your hand and open your mouth to speak but before you can, you hear him hum a quiet "aht aht" and shake his head. Your mouth snaps shut and you nervously pick at your fingers until you get back to your house.

The two of you slide out and make your way to your front door. He punches your door code in and opens the door, letting you step inside first. You barely have time to step out of your shoes before Jeongin is pressing you against the front door, a firm grip on your neck.

You gasp when your back hits the wood but his grip prevents the sound from escaping your throat, causing a choked out sound to escape.

"You're mine. You know that. Why do you insist on making me so... angry," he chooses his words carefully, not willing to admit to his jealously. He releases his grip on your neck and you take in a sharp breath.

"Do I need to remind you who you belong to, baby?" he questions, his lips grazing against yours with every word. You lean forward slightly and grab his bottom lip between your teeth before letting it go.

"Kneel." his voice is demanding and you meet his eyes, thinking he is joking. They're looking back at you with complete seriousness and you pause.

"Did I stutter?" He raises and eyebrow at you and your eyes drop to his lips then back to his.

"We're barely in the door, Innie," you mumble and he blinks at you once, twice, three times before he lets out a sigh and shakes his head, letting out a breathy laugh.

"I don't remember asking where we are. I'm well aware, princess," he states simply and his eyes dart from yours to the floor then back to your eyes again. You drop down to your knees in front of him, your feet are resting again the door, preventing you from getting fully comfortable.

Jeongin drops his pants and you readily open your mouth to accept him in. He slides in and back out of your mouth a few times before he thrusts a little deeper making you gag. He reaches down and places a hand on the back of your head before slowly sliding himself as far in as he can go.

“Grabbing his sleeve before it brushes the bar. Grinding on him like some kind of slut. Saying I’m not your boyfriend. You are mine,” he’s grumbling as he thrusts into your mouth a few more times.

He pushes himself past your gag reflex and you feel yourself literally choking on his cock, preventing any oxygen from entering your body. He pulls back out and you gasp out, coughing. The adrenaline starts to rush through your body and you feel arousal pool between your legs.

Jeongin is looking down at you, reading your expression.

"Did you actually just enjoy that?" His voice is deep and you look up at him. His pupils are blown out and you open your mouth to say something but can't think of the right words, feeling too ashamed to admit that him preventing you from breathing actually turned you on. He scoffs and leans down, wrapping a hand around your neck and squeezing.

Your eyes roll closed and you bite down on your lip when the adrenaline rushes through your body again. The facts that your life is literally in his hands has you turned on beyond belief.

He pulls on your neck until you are standing and turns you around, pressing your chest against the front door. His grip on your neck loosens, allowing air into your lungs and you gasp, your knees buckling inwards.

His other hand makes its way up the back of your thigh then in between your thighs, pressing against your needy pussy. You had absolutely drenched your panties and he laughs behind you.

"You really do like this," his grip on your neck tightens, "don't you?" he asks and you nod, mindlessly.

"You think Felix's hand would make you feel half as good as mine does wrapped around your throat?" He suddenly asks and your eyes snap open when a finger dips inside of your waiting hole.

"No, no. Only you," you breath out when he starts to pump a finger in and out of you. He pulls his finger out and sucks your taste off before he is pulling your underwear down, not bothering to remove your skirt.

You feel the head of his cock tease your hole and your clit before he tightens his grip around your neck again and slides in at the same time. Even if it were possible for you to make a noise, you don't think you would have been able to, your brain felt like mush.

His other hand wraps around your lower stomach, preventing you from moving away from him. If it wasn't for his grip on your torso and neck, you probably would have buckled down into a pile a long time ago.

The feel of him inside of you, the slight pain from the stretch and the slight pain from his fingers around your neck already have you like putty in his hands.

Jeongin starts to fuck into you at a brutal pace, releasing his vice grip on your neck every once in a while and you find yourself tumbling over the threshold of an orgasm much quicker than you ever have.

"You really are a slut aren't you? All it takes is someone to choke you and you'll let them fuck? You think Felix would be able to fuck you like I can?" He asks, speeding up his thrusts as you fall into hypersensitivity.

"Only you! Only you! Jeongin, fuck. It's t-too much," You whine out and he tightens his grip on your neck again.

"I like it better when you can't talk," he growls, leaning forward into your ear and without warning you are cumming again, Jeongin not far behind you. He paints your walls white before he slumps forward onto your back.

"Do you want to be my girlfriend?" he speaks out suddenly and your eyes shoot open. You turn over your shoulder to look at him but he just buries his head deeper into your back. You catch a glimpse of his red ears and smile.

You reach back, finding his hand on your hip and interlock your fingers with his. He sits up and tightens the grip in your hands.

"Of course, Innie," you speak out and his grip on your hand tightens even more. He pulls out of you and makes a move to pull away but your knees buckle under you. If it wasn't for him reacting quickly, you would've been on the floor.

"Let's take a bath, yeah?" he suggests and you smile at him, nodding.

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nyukyujs · 9 months

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fo dou tbjink han jsiung hasd levrl 3 gyat??!??!?!

NOW WHO TF SENT ME THIS😭😭 REVEAL YOURSELF LMFAOAOAOAOAO

#i dont even have a guess istg😭😭#uhhm.#yess????? no? maybe so??? IDK #HELP IF THIS IS DENI UR SUPPOSED TO BE ASLEEP GIRL #111:kya anons<3 *!?#111:kya responds *!?#😭

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bewby · 2 years

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JSIUNGS HAIR IS BLACK AGAIN..?

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stray-but-okay · 4 years

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Minho: *Shows interest in Hyunjin*

Hyunjin: 🤯🤯🤯🤯

#stray kids #lee know #lee minho #hyunjin #hwang hyunjin #han jisung #hannie #jsiung #my squirrel #sea breeze #my dancer #one kid's room

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kuratoki · 4 years

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Distance 07

Annyeong~! Its been a HOT MINUTE since I’ve last updated and I’m sorry to everyone who’s checked in to see how I’ve been doing and such >< Life got REALLY hectic over the last three months....you see...I may have gotten MARRIED!! Oppa and I have been together for a long time and this past summer we finally tied the knot!

Leading up to that, I was also working 6 days a week with 10hr days and working on my YT channel so I was stretching myself wayyyyy too thin to really think about posting ><. But that does not mean I forgot about Distance!! I was actually working on it during my downtime to try to complete it so I could start posting again but it was only this past week that I finally got the editing done so over the course of the next few days, please enjoy the next few parts of Distance. If you’re new and checking things out, you can find the Masterlist and all the other parts here.

Once again~ I’m so sorry for being gone for so long and I’ll try to be more active in the future ><

There wasn’t a day Jeno didn’t regret not making things official with you sooner. What he also didn’t expect was his soon to be ex best friend to act on his feelings towards you either. Now a whole continent away with a ten hour time difference, will the two of you survive the distance and all the obstacles that come with?

Genre: Fluff, Angst

Pairing: Ballerina OC x Dancer Jeno

Words: 4322

Warnings: Cavity eating Fluff :x

~Tag List: @mikachu-28 @peachykrystal @jenoleeaesthetic

The next morning, the two of you were woken up by both your cellphones ringing simultaneously.

“If it’s Jaemin I swear to gjgksd.” Jeno said muffling his face into his pillow and hit the reject button only for his phone to ring once more.

“Its seven in the morning, what could you possibly want?” you grumbled into the receiver after you opted to answer it instead of let it go to voicemail.

“We’re on our way down and we’ll be there in two hours.” Renjun said, sounding more awake than usual, “Everyones skipping classes today since it’s Friday. Jaemin and Soonyoung are driving.”

“But its so early.” you whined as you heard Jeno grunt in agreement next to you, “See even Jeno agrees.” you heard Jeno mumble again, “He says to tell Jaemin to stop calling him.”

“Jaemin is not going to stop calling him till he answers” Renjun stated as you heard laughter in the background, “And we’re in different cars. I’m with Soonyoung, Yukhei, Yeeun and YangYang. Everyone else is in Jaemins car.”

“Fine, we’ll meet at our place first and decide what to do after.” you said stretching as you felt Jeno let out a high pitch squeak from his pillow and you felt his hand reach for your leg, “See you soon.” and without waiting for a goodbye, you hung up and rolled over to your companion as you felt him envelope you in his arms and nuzzle your cheek. “What’s wrong with you now?” you asked as you heard him giggle slightly. Now that was something you never heard.

“You told Renjun that you’d meet at our place.” he whispered in your ear and you rolled your eyes, turning in his arms as he readjusted so his hand rested on your waist.

“Why are you such a big puppy?” you asked curiously as he shrugged, leaning down to rub his nose against yours.

“A puppy only for you.” he confessed with a sigh, “You know how I am around everyone else.”

“An introverted pain in the ass?” you asked with a smirk and Jeno raised his eyebrows and raised one of his hands in a warning, wiggling his fingers for emphasis.

“Final answer?” he asked in warning as you gave him an innocent look.

Quickly rolling away and getting out of bed, Jeno barely caught your answer.

“Final answer!” you said quickly, running out the door towards your bathroom, leaving Jeno there to contemplate what you said.

Jeno sat up quickly and threw a playful glare towards the open door, “Y/N!!!!!!” he yelled but only got a muffled answer that he couldn’t even make out. He was actually hoping to sleep some more but with you awake now, there was no point. Running a hand through his hair, he yawned, reached for his glasses and looked around the room with a smile. He was glad that you approved of the decor and how there were mixtures of the two of you throughout the space.

At first he wanted to do a his and hers theme but he also liked having your stuff mixed with his. It made the room look homier, there were more pictures of your adventures, some of your clothes that Jeno had taken from your home hung next to his in separate closets. He had done this all himself and with some decoration help from the girls but he wanted to make this place special for the both of you.

Some would question why he decided to settle down so early, he was young, good looking and was in a good place. He knew he could have any girl he wanted (well maybe except Hana), but he had tried picturing a life without you and he didn’t like it. He tried picturing you with someone else and even the thought of Jisung still slightly aggravated him. He was selfish and wanted you for himself because no one understood him more. Did he love you? Somewhere deep down maybe and in time the words would come out but right now, he was just content being in your presence. You were his best friend, his travel buddy, his everything.

Reaching over to his nightstand, he took out a jewelry box and looked towards the door. Should he? It’d been on his mind for quite sometime and judging by how you reacted the night before to him making his place yours as well, he was sure he’d receive the same reaction.

“Staring at your bed won’t make it make itself you know.” you said from the door and Jeno looked up to see you freshened up in leggings and one of his button downs that looked like a dress on you. Walking over and sitting next to him, you ran your hand through his bed head. “Hello...Earth to Jeno Lee…I swear Renjun was right about the aliens switching you from an alternate universe. You haven’t been yourself lately.” you said, poking the side of his head and he turned to look at you with a playful glare which you returned with an innocent smile.

“You look good in my clothes.” he commented and you looked down at the light blue shirt, “But you do know you have clothes here too right?”

“Yours smell like you though.” you said grinning and laid down next to him on the bed, using his open arm as a head rest. You let out a content sigh as you felt your muscles relax, “I don’t know why, but with all the stress from the show...Jisung...this is the first time I feel...content.” you said feeling Jeno’s fingers tap lightly on your stomach as he hummed, rolling over so he was hovering over you before sitting up straight.

“I want to give you something.” he said as you craned your neck to look up at him with a raised eye brow

“What is it?” you asked and he placed the small box on your stomach.

“Open it.” he said and you reached forward but he slid the box further down your body, giving you a playful smile.

“Jeno Lee” you growled as he continued to move the box, before finally settling on your abdomen.

Finally getting a hold of the box, Jeno let go of your legs and helped you sit up but made sure your legs were still thrown over his. You looked at him curiously as he urged you to open the box and ever so slowly, your fingers lifted the wooden cover and just by the feel of it, you knew whatever it was, was expensive.

“Jeno you did not…” you said and gasped as you finally saw what it was. Inside the box was a chain and two intertwined rings on it. You recognized one of the rings as his Representative Rings he got back when you were at the same dance academy. He had given it to you as a birthday present and told you to hold on to it since he wasn’t big on wearing rings back then. He said it messed with his dancing and you couldn’t figure out what he meant but accepted the gift anyways. The other ring on the chain you couldn’t recognize.

“That’s my NCT Junior Club ring.” Jeno explained as you fingered the silverband, “Everyone who enters the club gets one with their name engraved into it and the year they joined. You get a nicer band when you become a senior. The rumor is that if a member gifts their significant other with their junior ring, then they’re bound to be life partners.”

You turned the ring so you could see the inside and right there was Jeno’s full name and the year he entered but there was also something else engraved next to it and you gasped.

~Forever my Soulmate~ Y/N 2020

“Jeno Lee..” you gasped softly and felt him wrap an arm around you, burying his face into your hair.

“Be with me.” he muttered and you almost didn’t hear him, “I don’t want you to go back to Europe knowing that Jisung is there and that he might make another move...At least...if you say yes, I’ll have a reason to beat him up if he does..”

Pulling away from him you slapped his chest, “How many times do I have to tell you that violence solves nothing?”

“And how many times am I going to remind you how hurt Jaemin was when you punched him?” he asked laughing as you shoved him slightly but obviously he was not moved, instead pulling you closer, “But what do you say..? Can we finally put a label on whatever we have now? Can I actually call you my girlfriend and not best friend?” he asked, his voice full of hope, “Not that we need a label or anything, it’s just that Jaemin and everyone else always bugs us and I know we agreed to go at our own pace but I really really want to call you my girlfriend.” he rambled and your hand on his cheek stopped him and the two of you shared a peaceful moment of silence.

“Put it on for me?” you ask, handing him the box and Jeno grinned, leaning over to kiss your forehead knowing that it was your way of answering his question. Taking the necklace out of the box, you held up your hair as he fastened the clasp around your neck before bringing you into his arms and snuggling his face into your cheek as the two of you laid down once more

“Best day ever.” he murmured, peppering your face with small kisses, making you giggle as you wrapped your arms around him, “You don’t think it’s too fast do you?” he asked, “I mean, we’re just getting to know each other again…”

“You did ask me to move in with you last night.” You deadpanned, “I would think that we’re going backwards.”

“It just felt like the right time.” Jeno reasoned and you snorted thinking of the reality of the situation.

“We’re eighteen, both with at least two pieces of property under our names, have pretty much settled down and are lucky enough to have a future secured for us. We’re not your typical teenagers.” you stated and Jeno chuckled.

“Yea, but we were never considered normal in anyone's eyes anyways so why start now?” he asked and you couldn’t help but agree with him as you shared a comfortable silence before he got up, bringing you with him. “I should get ready. Jaemin normally scrapes off ten to twenty minutes of time if he’s had his hell drink.”

“He’s going to die of a caffeine overdose someday.” You commented, making your new boyfriend chuckle. Straightening out the shirt, you reached for one of your belts you saw in the closet and wrapped it around your waist. “When did I give you permission to raid my closet?”

“Talk to me after you return all twenty hoodies that I thought went MISSING.” he called over his shoulder as he walked out of the room.

The first group to arrive was Soonyoung, Renjun, Yukhei, Yeeun and YangYang. Jaemin had offered to pick up breakfast for everybody and was a few minutes behind. The two of you met them at the elevator and Yeeun was the first to embrace you before anyone else.

“Y/N!!!” she squealed, making you laugh before you were pulled away into Yukhei’s arms.

“Jeno took off with you so quickly yesterday that we didn’t even get to greet each other.” he said kissing your cheek and you pulled away to face the other three and waved while Jeno greeted Yeeun and Yukhei with the same enthusiasm, maybe even more.

“Hey guys.” you said to Soonyoung and Renjun who both gave you hugs and you turned to the last person, “Sorry we didn’t get to meet formally last night. I’m Y/N.” you said holding out your hand.

YangYang grinned and shook your hand, “It’s nice to meet you. Everyone has only said good things, especially Jeno over there.” he nodded towards the trio who were walking further into the space, joined by Soonyoung and Renjun.

“Yea…” you said, turning back to look at the blonde boy you could call yours, “Don’t believe everything he says, he tends to stretch the truth.” you said scratching the back of your neck awkwardly and motioned for him to follow you, “Do you want a tour?”

“Sure.” he said as you started to lead him through the apartment while everyone else lounged around. Jeno said he had to step out quickly but would be back before Jaemin got there.

After leading him upstairs, YangYang really got to look at the apartment as a whole. It was larger than most and he’d never seen an apartment like this in Korea before. There were floor to ceiling windows throughout the apartment, including the upstairs portion. It was a unique design and was definitely custom made, looking at you as you waved at Yeeun below, “The design of the place is so unique, I’ve never seen anything like it. Does your family own it?”

“Oh no. I don’t own property in this city.” you said shaking your head, “This is Jeno’s place.”

“You mean Jeno’s parents?” YangYang clarified, confused and you shook your head again.

“Jeno’s parents were the developers of this building which is why this specific apartment has a unique design. It’s two apartments designed as one.” you explained, “His parents gifted it to him when he turned eighteen.”

“Shit really? So this place is all Jeno’s?” he asked looking around and you giggled, used to newcomers reactions, “how does he afford to maintain the place?”

“He pays the bills and his family takes care of the people who maintain it when he isn’t here. Cleaners come once a week and they even stock the fridge if we give them enough warning but we rarely do. We tend to eat out or buy or own groceries on our way here anyways.” you explained and YangYang seemed surprised.

“So Jeno owns this whole place.” he said and you nodded, “And his parents gave it to him when he was eighteen?” you nodded again.

“We spent a lot of weekends here growing up and the occasional spring break.” you said, “he spent a lot of time here after he learned how to drive and his parents just thought it made sense.”

‘Just how much money does he have?’ YangYang asked himself and you continued the tour and YangYang continued to look around in awe. He paid extra attention to the photos scattered around the apartment. Mostly of you and Jeno growing up and in a tropical country or in a dance studio and birthday parties. There were many pictures of Jaemin as well and a few of Hana and this person he’d never seen before.

“And that’s pretty much it.” you said as you ended in the kitchen, “Feel free to help yourself to whatever you want, the fridge is stocked with a few drinks and snacks and so is the pantry.”

Around the same time, Jeno casually walked into the apartment with a bouquet, bypassing you and YangYang and straight into the bedroom before coming back out empty handed.

“Where did you go?” you asked as he came to stand with the two of you and greeted YangYang.

“Jaemin asked me for a favor at the last minute and I had to pick something up.” he answered, “I actually saw them pulling into the parking garage so they should be here any minute.”

“I cannot believe this place is yours.” YangYang said as he and Jeno made their way into the kitchen as you went to sit with Renjun.

“It’s ours.” Jeno said nodding towards the couch where Renjun was inspecting your new pieces of jewelry, holding in his chuckle when Renjun let out a very audible gasp which gained the attention of Yukhei and Yeeun who were now hovering over you with looks of interest. “I asked her to move in with me yesterday.”

“Woah, already?” YangYang gasped as Jeno shrugged, handing him a drink, “Don’t you feel like it’s a bit early? We heard that the two of you started connecting only in the last few months.”

“Felt like the right time.” he answered and chuckled when he saw Yeeun engulf you in a big hug while Yukhei ruffled your hair, giving you a large smile, “It’s a long story but we have too much history for us not to try and honestly, she’s the only one I can see myself settling down with.”

YangYang wondered why he felt a sense of deja vu as he listened to Jenos story when he heard the chime of the elevator signalling that the rest of the group arrived.

“Took you guys long enough.” Yukhei called as Jaemin and the others walked in with various bags of food and you got up to help Hana with the few bags in her hands.

“The order got held up.” Hana explained as the two of you hugged each other and she smirked seeing your necklace, “Nice piece of jewelry you got there girl, is it new?” she whispered as you giggled. Jeno had confessed that both Hana and Jaemin were in on his little surprise since it was Jaemin who had hooked him up with the person who combined the rings and Hana had found the box on the kitchen counter when she and Jaemin went to hang out at his house. She had found it cute and promised that she wouldn’t tell you about it. You were surprised that she had managed to keep a secret for that long.

“You should ask your boyfriend. I’m sure he can hook you up.” you said shooting her a wink before going to greet Chenle and the others who were with Jeno and YangYang. Once you were within arms reach, Jeno had brought you to his side and Chenle looked between the two of you suspiciously.

“So did Jeno finally grow some balls and ask you out?” he asked out of the blue and suddenly you were holding your boyfriend back from wringing the Chinese boys neck while you, YangYang and Xiaojun laughed.

“Wait so you mean you weren’t together already?” Xiaojun asked surprised, from what he’d heard about your relationship, he assumed that the two of you had already been together for a while now.

“I’ve been away for a long time and we’re still kind of reconnecting.” you explained, meeting the other boys eyes, “we’re official as of this morning.”

“That’s cute.” YangYang commented as Tzuyu rolled her eyes.

She still couldn’t understand why someone as perfect as Jeno would date someone as plain Jane like you. He deserved someone better, someone who would compliment him in terms of looks and skill. Granted, she had only seen you dance once and thought that it was nothing special. She still refused to acknowledge the look of love from Jeno’s eyes that he only directed towards you.

“Yep, proud neighbours for fourteen years.” you said and motioning to the food, “I’m sure you guys are hungry after that long drive. Make yourselves at home and if you need anything, let us know.”

“Thanks. Do you mind if we look around after? I’ve never seen a design like this before.” Xiaojun said with a smile as his eyes met yours, you felt the arm around your waist tighten as you smiled back.

“Sure, Jeno can give you the tour.” you said grinning up at said person who looked down at you with a raised eyebrow, “We’ll figure out our plans for the day after.”

Pulling away, you made your way over to Jaemin and Hana, squeezing yourself between the couple

The three of you along with Renjun updated each other on the happenings between the two Continents. Hana once again apologized for not talking to Jisung sooner and you brushed her off. You considered Jisung one of your closest friends and no one could have predicted that he’d make a move on you, especially after knowing that you belonged to Jeno.

“Have you and Jeno talked about it?” Hana asked and you shrugged.

“Kind of? He asked if I’d talked to him since the incident but Mia and Chan took away Jisungs phone since he has to focus on training camp. Obviously we get the occasional updates but from what we’ve heard, he’s one of the top 3 in his group.” you explained and Renjun nodded in agreement.

“He just needed to focus on one thing. You could tell that whenever he had a bad day he’d always run to you but without you there, he’s pouring his soul into his dance because he thinks it’s all he has.” Renjun added, “I’m very impressed. We won’t be seeing him till we get back to Europe for rehearsals but thats only when we drop in.”

“Where would Jeno be when he starts?” Jaemin asked and you grimaced.

“Jisungs class. He’s one of the nominees for captain of the new competition team if he makes it through and the students in that group are top tier. He’ll be spending a lot of time observing the group to make decisions.” Renjun answered chuckling and looked at you, “You guys need to get your bull shit together cause once rehearsals start, it’s half a year of responsibilities and thats for all of us. Jeno and Jisung are going to be around each other a lot in a few weeks and I’d rather not have the first fight of the season be over you.”

Jaemin examined your new piece of neck jewelry with a smirk.

“Well by the looks of it, Y/N and Jeno got their shit together.” he commented, toying with your necklace, “What did you think about the bracelets?”

Silence fell among the group as you looked at one another and Jaemin looked like a deer caught in headlights.

“Bracelets?” you asked, looking at Jaemin with a raised eyebrow and he shook his head quickly, realizing that he had spoiled a surprise and Hana gasped.

Turning to the kitchen where Jeno was conversing with Yang Yang and Kun who had shown up with Sicheng and Yuta he could feel your demeanour change as you made eye contact and his eyes shot to Jaemin who looked guilty.

He then realized that his best friend had ruined his surprise that he’d kept from both you and Hana who had only known about the necklace.

“Wait so there are bracelets?” Hana asked, looking at you and Jeno sighed shaking his head.

“Later, after I teach Jaemin how to keep his mouth shut” he said, wrapping his arms around you from behind the couch, throwing a glare at his best friend as everyone gathered around with plates of food, “First, what’s the plan today? Everyone kind of showed up a lot earlier then we were expecting.”

“What were YOU two going to be doing till dinner?” Jaemin asked in a teasing tone and Jeno smacked him on the back of the head.

“Not spoiling other peoples surprises, thats for sure.” Jeno said with a glare as Jaemin looked at him innocently, “I have to spend a few hours reviewing audition tapes and work with Soonyoung on who to call back for the first two schools we’re going to.”

“Y/N and I were planning on going to the studio for a bit to work on a routine and condition. Anyones welcome to join us if they’d like.” Renjun said and you nodded in agreement.

“I kind of just want to chill out till dinner.” Yukhei said, “Is it cool if we hang out here?”

“Whatever you guys want.” Jeno said, “The rooms upstairs are all vacant, assuming you plan to stay the weekend. Jaemin and Hana can have Y/N’s old room and theres three more for you guys to choose from.”

“Do you not mind?” Xiaojun asked and Jeno shrugged looking at you and you shrugged right back.

“Of course not. We kind of expected this.” you answered with a giggle, “Anyways, if you guys want to head to the studio with us, we’re gonna leave in ten.”

In the end, Xiaojun, YangYang, Yuta, Sicheng, Jaemin and Hana decided to go with you while the rest stayed back. At first you were wary about leaving Tzuyu alone at your apartment with your boyfriend. It’s not that you didn’t trust him or anything, but Yeeun had shared with you an interesting fact that made you skeptical about her innocent image.

As you walked by the bathroom to your old bedroom, you heard voices coming from inside and you realized that it was Tzuyu and Xiaojun and it sounded like they were arguing? From what you could pick up, Tzuyu was upset that both he and YangYang were going to the dance studio with you and Renjun and Xiaojun kept telling her that she could come too. Apparently Tzuyu didn’t want to be around you and you could clearly hear Xiaojun scoff, telling her that its her problem. You felt someone wrap an arm around you and you held in your gasp, looking up to see Jeno looking at you with curious eyes.

Holding a finger to your lips, you motioned towards the closed bathroom door where the voices were still coming. This time, Tzuyu sounded upset while Xiaojun sounded frustrated.

“You were the one who dumped me Tzuyu, not the other way around. We could’ve had what the two of them do but you decided to screw it all up when you dumped me for someone who has zero interest in you. They’re cool people and you can’t tell me who to and not to be friends with anymore.” Xiaojuns voice boomed through the door.

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purpose | han jisung

— genre: royalty!au, romance, angst; headcanon

— word count: 2.5k+

— warnings: tears? forced-ish marriage, mentions of cancer, death, slight hints of insecurity

When you lose the purpose to live, Prince Jisung brings you another purpose to live.

okay i’m gonna do this in moi classic bullet form bc i feel like it expresses it well? idk the fuck

alright so,, for starters prince! jisung is being married to a princess of a different royal family from a different land

and by marriage, we’re talking forced with mere acceptance of jisung’s opinion.

he didn’t want that. he wanted to marry someone he loved.

he already met the princess. she had courtesy, she was pretty but she wasn’t what he was looking for.

this is when you come into the story

you become the healer/medic of the castle, since your mother was diagnosed with breast cancer and since you were the next in line to carry on this medic line of people that have been helping the royals for decades now, it was only just for you to be ordered into the castle immediately

you came from a normal, middle class, standard family that had the slight recognition of working with the royal family (this led to a lot of fake friends up your block n stuff like that ygm)

you weren’t rich is what i’m trying to say

you were brought up with manners, the same courtesy as the royals and extreme intelligence

much smarter than prince felix but let’s not talk about that

however, you wasn’t a hopeless romantic like any standard person

you weren’t looking for love, you were looking for cash because your card balance was appALLING

so you entered the castle and you were dumbstruck because a) what’s a commoner doing in a castle like this?? and b) you’re screaming because mUM WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME A CUTIE LIVED IN THIS CASTLE BC WOW THIS BOY IS CUTE AS FUCK

this was so unlike your calm demeanour btw ok next

you see the prince jisung chewing on some berries from his family garden and he looks up and he’s immediately surprised bc why didn’t his mum tell him that a guest was coming over??

have they decided to replace that princess for her as my future wife?? wow good choice mother

you immediately click yourself back into your senses and you bow and introduce yourself, “good afternoon prince jisung. i have been invited here to become the new healer and clinician of this family because my mother is severely ill. i apologise for the inconvenience, i hope you don’t mind my stay.”

at this point you were waffling whatever came to your mind

jisung smiles, “welcome to the castle...”

“y/n. l/n y/n.”

“ah, welcome to the castle y/n! i’m assuming you’re the same age as me, so let’s be on a first-name basis okay? let me take you to the room your mother stayed! i’m sure that should be fine?”

you nodded with a grin tugging your lips as you followed the squirrel-cheeked boy to the room that your mother stayed in.

after that, you settled down in your room. you liked the small pictures your mother decorated with in the room, as you see portraits of your mum and you.

how you wanted those memories to bloom again...

after a few days of working in the castle, it seems like you’ve settled well since the king and queen seem happy with your presence and you get on with jisung, so what could go wrong?

of course, when you grow feelings for jisung. after a few days. something impossible for you.

how is it that this boy made you feel butterflies in only a few days?? you don’t know what charm he had on you, but you loved him dearly

his smile, his jokes, his gentle gestures...

you loved all of him.

but of course you couldn’t love him. the second rule on your contract, after “do not steal from the castle.”, was “do not have any affairs with the royal family members.”

after 1 month exactly of your stay in the castle, with visits to your mother here and there, prince jisung’s engagement news breaks out.

and it breaks your heart, because you have to be present at the engagement ceremony.

jisung, the love of your life, is getting married right before your eyes with a princess that is much more well-suited for him. and you have to be there to watch him put the ring on her finger.

oh how sick that made you feel in your stomach. if torture was seeing spiders crawl, this was even worse.

after a week of the engagement news, you were immediately called to the hospital your mother was admitted in as the doctor on the phone said that your mother was in critical condition.

the moment you heard that, your tears poured out of your quickly-reddening eyes as you tried to compose yourself for a week’s granted leave from the king or queen.

you knocked on the door 3 times, your signal for your arrival to the king and queen’s room, and the king opened the door, with the queen lying on the bed with her nails being filed by the nail technician.

the king’s face grew concerned, “oh, dear y/n! what has happened to you?”

you sniffled, “s-sir king han, is it possible for me to take a week’s leave? i understand that this is extremely last minute, however my mother has been hospitalised for 2 months now and she is in critical condition and i must be present-”

“of course sweetheart!” the queen said in the back, sitting straight in her bed. “please - do take a week’s leave. we will employ our replacement medic whilst you are away. do take care of yourself.”

you bowed respectfully in gratitude and ran to the hospital, not caring about your attire or the way you look.

you have been at the hospital for 4 days, 3 hours and 41 minutes and you’re sitting outside your mother’s room as the doctor said that she’s had a sudden attack.

you bite your lips with fear, as more tears trickle down your cheeks and you can’t wait anymore. you want to see your mother out of pain now.

the doctor leaves the room, making you stand up from the uncomfortable seat straight away as he looks at you with the familiar stare of disappointment, some pity and empathy

“i’m sorry, we couldn’t save your mother.”

the last person in your life has left with the feeling of happiness and freedom, but you’re left behind with loneliness and agony.

news breaks out not only in the castle but also outside and in your area and all you feel around you is sympathy and pity for a teen like you and you hate this feeling because you’ve never been one for stares.

jisung was worried for you as you have been away for the full week, a much needed week, and you haven’t said a word since then. you’ve only been doing your job of addressing to cuts and wounds.

his engagement ceremony was next month, and he couldn’t stand the feeling of grief, sadness, remorse and somewhat regret if he was to get engaged in front of you whilst you were definitely still mourning over your mother that was in heaven

the final countdown week goes terribly slow for you, and you avoid jisung with all the power you have because you can’t fathom the idea of spluttering rainbow puke rubbish to him when you’re mother has left the world.

now you’re here sitting in the chair, getting ready since the queen advised that everyone should “look their best for her only son’s engagement”.

even though you hated the idea of looking pretty for people you didn’t even know on a personal basis, you had to since this was your job. the job your mother left behind: a healer and a medic.

you stand in the large hall, greeting all guests with a fake smile on your perfectly polished face, a face that’s known as the ‘royal family’s teen clinician that lost their mother last month’.

the princess arrives, and you can’t lie when you think that she looks stunning

her hair was curled perfectly, her dress a glittering cloud-pink that touched the floor and trailed behind her like a mermaid and her face glowed with a sense of prosperity, ambition and excitement. you assumed that she loved jisung as much as you do, or maybe even more.

he deserves someone pretty like her, you thought

soon, jisung comes down the castle and you catch his stare, a sign of motive reads clearly in his eyes that you can continuously stare in

you were confused with that look, but you shrugged it off anyways

the castle gate begins to close as the king and queen reach the stage with the other royal family as they recite some sort of speech that has been said for many years, like a tradition

jisung and the princess are put together, his arm in hers, as the princess smiles gleefully but jisung’s smile doesn’t mirror the same contentment

the prince and princess are given the rings that they were going to adorn on each of their fingers, but jisung looks suspicious and he begins to clench his jaw

he looks at the princess with... rejection?

he takes the mic from the irrelevant person talking and he begins, “welcome everyone to my engagement, i hope you all are enjoying tonight, however the party has only just begun...”

his parents glance at each other with confusion. everyone’s faces are painted with confusion.

“tonight, i would like to announce that i am not in love with this princess. i appreciate that all of you have come to see me, get engaged with her, however my heart doesn’t lie in her hand. it lies in someone else’s.”

“what are you doing,” queen han whispers angrily into jisung’s ear, as he smiles with victory.

“tonight, i want to tell everyone that i love someone else. someone that has been through a lot and i want to be there for them. every second with them i want to spend,” he pauses and his eyes meet yours. “l/n y/n, i love you. i understand that you are going through a lot of pain at them moment, being given a name that you haven’t accepted and with your mother leaving the world as an angel, however i want to tell you that i am in love with your sincere and gentle personality and i wish to be there for you forever-”

“alright, the party’s over everyone! thank you for coming!” king han announces, cutting off jisung with haste. he ushers the guests out of the gate as the han family and the other family stand in the hall with anger and annoyance.

“han jisung!” the queen shouts, making you jump slightly. “you are not allowed to make such decisions without our permission!”

“oh, i’m sorry,” he replies rawly. “as a teenager, i have every right to do whatever i want. even if that means to cut of such an engagement that i had no input to be accepted in-”

“enough!” the other family’s king shouts. “you have humiliated not just your family, but also our’s! you should be ashamed of yourself!”

jisung glares, “i am not ashamed of refusing to a marriage that i had no involvement in, however, all of you should be ashamed that you even thought of getting me married to someone that i don’t like, in all honesty.”

you slowly step back, cursing under your breath as you were invading their privacy, as a way to leave like a mouse, before the king catches you.

“l/n y/n, you must stay here with something you have begun.”

you heart begins to thump in your chest as you raise your head to meet eyes with many members of the royal. your hands start to tremble, as your breathing becomes uneven.

the princess gave you a dirty look before turning to jisung, “is this who you perhaps love? a commoner? a rat that’s mother has died due to severe illness? pathetic.”

your eyes turn red not with embarrassment but with anger, as you bite on your tongue in order to not say anything.

jisung looks at you, as you avoid his eyes once again. “she may be a commoner in your eyes, however she’s the most royal in my eyes. she’s not a rat; she has a clean heart and she lives with optimism. i apologise if i have hurt your feelings, however i do not enjoy pessimistic people that only curl their hair for money and don’t know the key reasons to laughter.”

you only decide now that it was the right time to meet eyes with jisung, as you feel a bit hopeful to save a relationship you haven’t even started

the queen glances at you, “y/n, do you love my son?”

you gulp hardly, “y-yes your highness.”

“why?”

you breathe in, “prince jisung is a good person. he can’t hurt a fly and he’d never intend to. he wouldn’t even fathom to hurt a fly intentionally. he gives me a purpose to live and he has a clean heart and soul. he is selfless and he doesn’t constantly care about himself all the time; he looks out for people he loves. he has a smile that lights up our, my dark world and he makes me genuinely laugh. he makes me happy, your highness. prince jisung lives with motive and purpose and he is a hard-working member of the royal family regardless of his status. he is a person that’s easy to love but hard to hate, your highness.”

the queen seemed pleased with your answer, “fair well then. i would like to apologise for the inconvenience caused, however i would like you to leave now. i hope you have a safe trip home.”

the other family seemed outraged by the queen’s words, as they left with angry slurs and heavy steps. the queen turned to you and held your hand, placing it in jisung’s, “please keep my son happy. your engagement will be arranged very soon.”

you smiled with genuine happiness as the queen and king left the hall, leaving you with jisung alone

jisung turned to you as he squeezed your hand gently, “did you mean everything you said?”

you nodded, “of course. i love you jisung - why would i lie?”

“hmm, i don’t know.” he hummed, as his face came closer to yours.

your lips met with a kiss that bursted fireworks in your dark world.

you finally had a purpose to live.

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"I'm not a fucking toy JISUNG!" oh no...

"oh, that's what you think? Hm? That I'm using you?" fuck...fuck fuck fuckfuckfuckfuck i fucked it up fuck

"you are mine, do you understand!?!?! I saved you, I was there for you, YOU ARE MINE!!!!!!" he screamed with a look of a psychopath, the look of a person that has lost it, but.... I love him, so I stay.

I put my shaking hands on his shoulders and leaned to hug him, resting my head on his chest, I can hear his rapid breathing, and I'm scared he will do something drastic, but I trust him.

"I love you Jisung, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I love you I love you I love you" I end my sentence with a lot of whispered ""I love you's".

Then I felt something hit my neck and him whispering

"You're mine, mine, mine, mine..." then everything turned black....

HEYY my lovely💘 painting kits!! 🖌

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Stray Kids ﹤ODDINARY﹥ UNVEIL : TRACK 2 "Lonely St."

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xonepeacelovex | masterlist | skz han jisung

Alternative Ending: run (make it hurt version)

Characters: Han Jisung x Reader

Genre: Best Friends AU | Angst & Fluff

Inspiration: Run by Taylor Swift and Ed Sheeran | Photograph by Ed Sheeran

A/N:

Normal part: Y/N

Italicised part : Jisung

Hi! Happy Thursday! I hope everyone is doing okay if not that’s okay too. Sending you virtual hug. :)) Run became one of my favorite songs from the Red (Taylor’s Version) (From the Vault) album. Listen to these songs. And this is the first time I’ll be making an alternative ending for an AU.

“Catch!” Jisung shouted, getting your attention away from your bag. He’s already at the driver side of the car while you are in the other side. Throwing you the car keys, the moment he got your attention. Luckily, he’s a good a thrower, catching it despite the fact that you almost drop your bag.

Your eyes widen at him then you saw him laughing at you. Keys on your left hand which is currently up in the air while your bag against your chest, embracing the material. Jaw dropping dramatically at him, stopping any movement of your body to stabilize your racing heart.

“You should drive,” he suggested or more like demanded from you while he goes to the passenger seat side, smiling at your current form. Jisung is still laughing when he opens the door and taking his seat.

“Wait! What?!” confused, you questioned him, now holding both the car keys and your bag properly with your right hand. You stayed put where you are, waiting for some kind of explanation.

He wants me to drive, you thought.

Ever demanding, he opens the window, “What are you waiting for?”, giving you a teasing smile.

You mindlessly walk towards the driver’s seat, inhaling deeply and exhaling slowly. It’s not that you are not a good driver. You know how to drive, of course.

Opening the door, tossing your bag in the backseat before taking your seat. You adjusted the seat to your like, hands on the steering wheel, feeling the car, looking around, making sure everything is okay.

Jisung can’t help but smile when he saw you checking everything. When you suddenly leaned into him, he stayed still, maybe he even stop breathing, eyes forward. His plan to tease you more got thrown out of the window. Suddenly the car felt hot or maybe that’s his cheeks blushing or maybe because of the warmth you are radiating.

You still smell the same, he noted.

He felt you reach to his side making him looking at your face.

When did you get another mole in your cheek, he thought.

You are so unaware of his gaze towards you. So unaware of the effect you had on him.

You pulled the seatbelt, moving away from Jisung before buckling it. You put your own seatbelt before putting your hands again the steering wheel. You look at Jisung, his both hands holding on the seatbelt, he’s breathing slowly. “What? You wanted me to drive, right?” you asked him, almost laughing at his disposition. He looks so nervous and you are not even driving yet.

Still not looking at you, “Just drive,” he said, slowly putting down his hands on his side this time.

You shake your head at him, smiling, starting the car before he regrets his decision. Looking at him before you step on the pedal, “Drive through?”, asking him. He nodded like a child, lips finally curling into a smile.

“One last stop,” you said as a reminder, gaze at the night sky, leaning against the hood of the car. You are already near home.

You thought you’ll feel fine after these 3 days road trip with Jisung. But after those words left your mouth, you felt a pang in your chest. One last stop before you went back to your own lives.

“Where do you wanna go?” peering at him, he’s sitting on the hood of the car. He stopped chewing his burger, looking back at you. You laugh, he really looks like a squirrel storing nuts in his cheeks. Mentally listing all the places you both went to. “Where’s the list?” you asked Jisung. Standing up, he patted his jeans before pulling a paper out of his back pocket. Handing you a crumpled paper, you reached for it. Straightening it, trying to remove the creases before opening it while he continued eating. All the boxes on the bucket list are checked. Sighing, you look at Jisung again. He’s done eating. Anticipating what he’ll say, you remained silent with hopeful eyes that he’ll think of a place.

“Do you remember the antique store?”, he asked you.

You nodded in acknowledgement, “That’ll be near here,” remembering its location. It’s one of the few places you and Jisung like to go to when you are both old enough to drive out of town. You went there for two different reasons; Jisung like to explore the vinyl collections while you like to see the old wrist watches stored in the glass cabinet.

Why is that place not on your list, you wondered, looking for the last time in the night sky.

A clicking sound and a flash, tears your eyes away from your stargazing. Snapping your head towards Jisung, the film camera on his hands, smiling, “What?”.

Rolling your eyes at him, “At least send me some copies of the pictures,” you complained. He never shared the pictures you both have taken in his film cameras during the trips that you opted to used your own camera or even your phone to have some memories. “Do you even process the films?”, you asked him. Jisung just laugh at you, “So impatient.”

Picking up the empty soft drink cup and wrapping paper from your burger from the hood of the car, standing up away from it. You looked for the care keys, “Catch!” you shouted, without waiting for him to process what’s happening, you throw the keys at him. Half hoping he’ll not catch it but Jisung is also a good catcher, catching it while his gaze is on you. You stomp your foot, Why does he need to be good at everything? While Jisung is smiling smugly at you, raising his one eyebrow. You crossed your arms, walking towards him while he also walks toward you. When you both cross together, he teases you by showing the keys in his hand.

You stare at him while he opens the door and waited for him to seat at the driver’s seat. Before you look away and started to notice a paper on your feet. Of course, you pick it up, thinking that it’s Jisung’s trash from the take out. You briefly look at Jisung, he’s busy connecting his phone to the car’s Bluetooth.

You are about to keep it in your pocket when you notice it was addressed to you. Seeing your name on the top of the paper, you immediately opened it.

Oh, curiosity did kill the cat.

You hold your breath when you saw the words, I’ll wait for you.

And you didn’t need to read the whole letter to know what Jisung wanted to say, so you didn’t waste any time especially when he’s already knocking the window on the passenger side to get your attention.

“You ready?” he asked you, smiling, you nodded at him.

Immediately putting the piece of paper on your pocket before opening the car door. Seating while putting your own seatbelt before noticing that Jisung is leaning towards you, disappointment in his face. “Why?” swallowing when you saw him.

Did he saw you reading it?

He backs up, “Nothing,” he whispered, starting the car. This time you are the one who needed support from the seatbelt so your hands hold it for your dear life. “Let’s go,” you said. Jisung look at you, laughing and weirded out why you are holding the seatbelt so tight before handing you his phone, letting you pick the songs for the rest of the trip.

Stopping in the front of the closed antique store, you both get out. Silence filled the empty parking lot before the sound of his laughs filled it. And soon enough you are also laughing.

After a moment you both stop laughing, “Why did we forget the about closing time?” you asked him, leaning again against the hood of the car. Copying your action, “I’m even surprised it’s still running,” he said, pointing at the store.

You look at him at the same time he did and once again the sound of your laughter echoed throughout the parking lot.

You both stayed there, looking at the closed antique store. “What a shame,” you broke the silence. Jisung curiously look at you, waiting for you to continue. You face him, “Do you remember the cabinet full of old accessories?” you asked him. He nodded, “How could I forget?”.

You nodded back at him, “I’m always amazed that all the watches are still working but I always stare at it because of one thing,” you admitted. “But the last time we went here, the day I finally decided to buy it. Actually, have the money to buy it. It’s already sold,” you continued, remembering the regretful moment, smiling sadly.

And how could Jisung forget? How could Jisung forget the reason you spent hours staring at the glass cabinet? How could he forget the locket you always wanted? When he always has it in his pocket along with the letter, he always wanted to give you. He patted his back pocket just to make sure it’s still there. Should he give it to you now?

“Jisung,” you called him out, almost in a whisper. But he heard it, heard the nervousness in your voice and when he looked at you, he saw the sadness in your eyes.

You handed him a paper, a very familiar paper. Eyes widening at the realization, and for confirmation he pulled out the contents of his back pocket including the locket.

Your face mirrors his upon seeing the familiar locket but this time it has a chain making it a necklace.

Without any words, he handed you the necklace.

Jisung never thought it will be this easy to give you the locket. What stopped him for years?

Licking his dry lips when he saw you opening it, smiling when he saw you immediately smiling. You look at him, “This was the first time we went for a road trip, right?” while he nodded.

The picture was taken in your first road trip, Jisung was the only one who knew how to drive back then. You are both in the frame, actually you are the one holding the camera. Who never knew you took it nicely? Of course, Jisung, you said to yourself. You are the one who took the picture while Jisung is in the driver seat. You are looking at the camera with a big smile while he’s looking at you smiling too.

“The photographer is good in taking selfies,” you teasingly said to him while laughing. He laughs with you. He only stopped when you seriously look at him, “Will you put It for me or…” you trailed and he immediately get the necklace from your hands.

Jisung went behind your back. He’s close, too close. He put his hand around you, carefully putting the necklace.

He’s nervous, shaking even. Once again, you are too close to him.

His light touches send shivers to your spine. You hold your breath while you felt his hot breath against your neck. You think you only breathed again when you felt the cold locket against your chest. Touching it before facing him, you smile at him.

“Is this mine too?” you asked him, the crumpled paper on your hand. He can’t help but sigh. It was a script for what he wanted to say. A freaking script. He’s embarrassed that you got that in your hands. So he just nodded.

“You are good at everything,” you started, and he keep his focus on you, “except confessing,” you continued.

And you left him speechless really. He wanted to say no but you are right.

“Are you still waiting for me?”

Thinking that it’s been two years since you left this town, running from what you once called home.

“This time we’ll run together,” Jisung finally said something. Opening his arms like when he saw you in the airport a week ago.

You let him hold you, you fit perfectly in his arms, he thought. “Thank you for coming home,” he whispered to your ear. He felt you nodding before moving your head away from his shoulder, “So you did develop your films,” you asked. And before he can even answer, “Show me the rest of the pictures we took,” you demanded.

“So impatient,” he said while smiling at you.

You smile when you heard that, and all the fear about the future became a blur when you found yourself in the arms of Jisung. Years of searching the world for a place to call home not knowing that the one you left is your home.

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