#like heyyy look at this guy! hes so fun! hes afraid of truth if it means things changing so he threatens them with force to keep the status

[isabelguerra]

i think we as a fandom like to turn johnny into like. a cool punk anarchist ‘hair-slicked-back-like-in-grease’ delinquent contemporary american equivalent of toji suzuhara. who goes Fuck The Police and has a nonchalant attitude but is Actually a big softie thats decently in touch with his (and others’) feelings. which is why it’s important to me to constantly remind myself that canon johnny is a massive loser

johnny is the kind of kid to pick his nose and chase kids around with the booger. johnny is the lovechild of nelson muntz and zeke bobs burgers. johnnys “well-rounded workout routine” includes LARPing. johnny got into pokemon because he scared the nerdy kid when he asked about their cards even though he was genuinely interested. hes got red guy fiery hair. his temper is short. he yells insults through fences. he doesnt understand the concept of projecting. he leaping headlocked a snake. he doesnt know how to say ‘thank you’ so he phrases it like an impending threat. hes possessed by a furnace. he doesnt tell his closest friends in the whole entire world that hes possessed by a furnace. he likes his friends so much that he thinks being honest with them about not really being into bullying anymore will make them not want to be his friends anymore. a kid landed a scooter on his face and his idea of fair payback was fifty cents. he got on a rope swing and wanted his best friend to hurl him at his other best friend at 50mph so they could hit him with a baseball bat. hes even bisexual.

[bangchanstudio]

Never Have I Ever | Changbin (1/?)

pairing: seo changbin x fem! reader

genre: university au, awkward friends to ? something more?

tw: drinking games, p*rn, smoking, smut-ish/suggestive, dom!changbin tendencies ?

word count: 5.3k

ch.two

synopsis: your friends get together towards the end of fall semester to blow off steam before finals. and by blowing off steam that means getting blackout drunk at your place by playing stupid drinking games that everyone is too stubborn to stop when they know they should. normally, you’re the best at holding your liquor but not tonight, tonight your friends vowed to get you drunk with a game of never have I ever, collectively agreeing to go against you so you’ll finally be the drunk one doing dumb stuff. so, that’s exactly how you end up here sitting in the dark watching p*rn with your best friend’s friend.

note: i don’t know what the fuck i’m doing so here

“So party, your place, 9pm?” Hyunjin asked before unlacing his arm from yours and heading towards his next class. It was chilly and the loss of body heat from Jinnie made you wrap your coat tighter around yourself. “I’ll text the group chat to remind everyone!”

“Sure sounds great,” you called before heading in the opposite direction back to your apartment. It’s not like you had a choice when it came to these sort of arrangements. After all, the only one in your friend group with an apartment to themselves was you. This semester was kicking everyone's ass so maybe a party is exactly what everyone needed. Normally, parties were the last thing on your mind, but they were always pretty fun when it was just you and your friends. No weird smells at frat houses, with strangers, strange drinks, and stranger pick up lines.

After calling your best friend Chan, you both decided to meet at the market down the street from your apartment building to get drinks and snacks for that night. It was almost December but the cold made it feel as if we were already in the dead of winter, minus the snow. Your body welcomed the overly warm building as you spotted Chan waving for you by the cafe ready to go with a trolley.

“Mocha?” He offered stretching out his arm offering you the heavenly cup, which you so gratefully took and sipped at.

“Have I told you how amazing you are today?” You asked linking your arm with Chan’s as you made your way to the liquor isle.

He giggled looking away in that cute schoolboy way he always did when you complimented him. “Well, not today, particularly.”

“Well, you’re amazing Christopher Bang.” He gave you a knowing look at the use of his full name. Chan has been your best friend since high school. You had transferred from the states and he was the first one to invite you to his lunch table with his seven extremely loud, noisy, and obnoxious friends. You didn’t say a word the whole lunch period, and you thought maybe they wouldn’t invite you to sit with them again realizing how weird and quiet you were. But they did, they invited you again the next day and the day after and everyday after that. Before you realized it you couldn’t imagine your life without them.

They made you feel loved and cared for and like you actually had a family.

“What do you say?” Chan asked holding up a bottle of tequila in one hand and a bottle of vodka in the other.

“Well, we did vodka last time. Let’s do tequila!” You preferred tequila anyway, slutty though it may may be dubbed. “Let’s get the limes before we forget.”

Before long the trolley was filled with a couple of bottles of tequila, cheap booze and snacks. Mainly shit for nachos since Jinnie and Felix agreed to bring pizza. The cashier was ringing up your stuff rather slowly, the guy looked like he had just been dumped or something judging by the way he kept glancing between you and Chan with a salty look, you almost wanted to clarify that, “No, we’re not dating.”

But it was common for people to think you were. Some people even thought you were in an open relationship with a couple of your friends considering how clingy and inseparable you all were with each other. The thought still confused you but who cares what anyone else thought.

“Hey, (Y/N),” Chan called you out of your thoughts while handing his card to the cashier, “would it be okay if Changbin came over?”

Changbin. You hadn’t hung out with him since the start of summer at Seungmin’s house party. He had moved away after high school and you didn’t keep up with him the way the guys did. It had been over a year since you could say you were actually friends, not that there were any hard feelings. He just moved away and that was that. You were annoyed at the slight ache of your heart at the sound of his name. Don’t be stupid.

After a year he actually transferred to the same uni as the guys and you, but you didn’t speak more than a few words and small talk at lunch or whatever. This semester had been hard on everyone so it’s not like there was time to hang out and much less everyone at the same time, and anytime you did hang out with the guys, he was never there and vice versa. A small part of you wondered if he was avoiding you, but that was stupid. You weren’t important enough to be avoided.

Chan took note of your hesitation, he was the only one who knew how annoyed you were at the whole situation of Changbin leaving. As good as you were at holding your liquor you weren’t invincible and the only time your girl friend convinced you to go to the BTP open party first weekend of the semester he was the one you called to help you get home and along the way spilled your guts both emotionally and literally.

“It’s cool if you’re not okay with it, he doesn’t know about the kick back I was just—“

“No, it’s fine,” You said cutting Chan off and mustering up a fake smile, “Invite him. The more the merrier, right?”

Right?

--

You couldn’t have been more wrong.

It was getting close to midnight when Chan walked in. Your apartment was warm both from the booze and from the heater. Jinnie and Felix were cuddled together on the dark gray sofa, Minho was the only one actually eating the food everyone brought, Seungmin and Jeongin were playing video games and Jisung was sprawled on the floor with his head in your lap watching YouTube videos. Your hand stopped suddenly in his hair as you saw who walked in behind your best friend.

“Hey guys! Sorry we’re late,” Chan greeted before kicking his vans off at the entrance and making his way over, sitting on your other side as to not bother Jisung.

“Heyyy, look what the cat dragged in,” Hyunjin cooed cocking an eyebrow at Changbin before glancing at you. He pushed Felix to the side and went to fetch the tequila. “Now that everyone is here we can finally get this party started!”

You shifted nervously on your bum as Jisung sat up right giving space so Changbin could sit next to him, subconsciously you scooted so close to Chan you were almost on his lap.

“Sorry,” you mumbled, glancing sheepishly at him. “No it’s okay,” He said placing a hand on your knee. “Maybe this wasn’t a good idea.” “No, no, it’s okay, really!” You said, the boys were bickering amongst themselves over what drinking game we should start with, so no one was paying attention to you guys. You were grateful. “It’s not like we’re ex’s or anything.”

Chan rolled his eyes laughing, his dimples coming through. The sound made you relax, and smile.  

All the while, Changbin was observing you without you even noticing. He didn’t mean to avoid you, he wasn’t even completely sure why he did that. Maybe it was the fear he felt of losing you when his parents announced they were moving away, afraid of losing what could be. Maybe it was how he saw the way you looked at Chan and figured he didn’t have a chance. Maybe it was the fact that he felt a certain way towards you that he couldn’t totally understand therefore wanted to avoid it at all costs. He still remembered the look on your face when he told you he was leaving.

Was it sadness he saw in your eyes? Even if it was, you covered it up quickly not wanting him to see. He wanted to see it, though.

“Okay listen up homosexuals!” Jinnie announced clapping his hands, “we’re going to start with something easy.” “Truth or dare!” Jisung yelled, startling you into a small jump, “Oh sorry, (Y/N).” You playfully shoved Ji’s shoulder, “Yeah truth or dare!” “No,” Hyunjin said exasperatedly, “That will come later, we’re starting with: Never Have I Ever.”

Everyone collectively groaned in protest.

It was a hard game to play because it was so easy to manipulate each other into getting drunk. There was little that was hidden between everyone, you guys were practically an open book with each other.

“Sounds fun to me!” Chan said giving a sly smirk. “Yeah same here,” Seungmin agreed a little too enthusiastically. “I’m good at this game.” Jeongin piped in, cutely raising his hand.

You puffed your cheeks out and furrowed your brows in cute frustration, “but I don’t wanna~” You whined crossing your arms.

“Too bad princess, it’s been decided.” Hyunjin said devilishly as he poured everyone's shot glass. You fidgeted it around annoyingly as your friends played Rock Paper Scissors to decided who would start the game. You were bad at rock, paper, scissors too so you didn’t bother joining in.

“Yes!” Felix shouted in triumph, “Okay let’s go! First one. Never have I ever… Kissed a stranger.”

“Oh come on!” Jisung protested, “That’s not fair, everyone has!” “Not me,” Felix said giving a smirk of satisfaction.

Everyone took a shot except Felix and Jeongin.

Minho went next, “Never have I ever… Sent someone a naughty picture.”

“What!!” “No way!” “Seriously?!”

Everyone was shouting their annoyance before taking another shot and refilling each others glasses. You mumbled a thanks to Chan for filling yours. Minho was the only one who didn’t shoot.

“Never have I ever…” Seungmin glanced your way before continuing, “Made out with the same sex.”

Your eyes widened and your cheeks flushed, not that it was something to be embarrassed about. It only happened once and she was hot and you were drunk and for god’s sake it was opening weekend! But… how did he know?

“Hey that’s discrimination,” Jinnie protested as he and Felix linked their shot arms around each other’s before drinking. “Lucky we’re okay with it.”

You stared at your glass biting your lip, Seungmin’s stare was burning holes in you, “aren’t you going to drink, (Y/N)?” He asked.

Everyone snapped to look at you, including Changbin who raised an eyebrow. His baseball hat hid most of his eyes, but you had memorized the way his face moved since the day you met him.

“Really?” “What, when? WITH WHO?” “You never told me,” Chan said laughing, covering his mouth with his hand in shock.

You licked your teeth and scrunched your face up trying not to curse Seungmin to hell before shooting your shot back and slamming the glass on the table without any salt or lime to follow.

“You’re such an ass.” You replied staring Seungmin down, whipping the bit of liquor off your chin.

He shrugged nonchalantly before nodding at Jeongin to continue which was unfair as he was still pretty innocent and everyone always had to drink to his never have I ever’s.

Changbin was next and you made eye contact with him for the first time in weeks. His dark eyes made your heart stop, they were unreadable as always and you felt exposed under his gaze. You quickly blinked away not wanting anyone to notice. “Never have I ever.. had a friend with benefits.”

“What?!” Jisung exlaimed, “Liar!” Changbin laughed shaking his head, “One night stands and friends with benefits are not the same.”

More groans were heard around as everyone took a shot, except you and Changbin.

“What? Really?” Jisung asked nudging you.

You blinked at him.

“What? Is it that surprising?” What did they take you for? “Like Changbin said, one night stands and friends with benefits are not the same thing.” You shrugged cheekily crossing your arms over your chest.

Jisung was next, “Never have I ever, given a lap dance.”

Boy were you on a roll, finally! “I haven’t!!” You shouted startling Jisung.

“No way!! What about opening night?!” Why was everyone trying to bring up dirt from opening night? It was starting to seem suspicious.

“What about opening night? You mean the pole dancing?” He nodded expectantly, “Pole dancing does not equal lap dance, oh innocent one.” You cooed pinching his cheeks.

“Okay my turn!!” You shouted gleefully, trying to think of something they’ve all done that you hadn’t. You hummed, musing, nibbling your lip, “Oh, I know! Never have I ever watched p*rn with someone else!”

“Why is that so oddly specific?” Chan asked taking his shot. “Because I know y’all are dirty,” You said watching as every single one of them took a shot.

Except one person.

Chan looked over at Changbin suspiciously, Changbin shrugged as if they were communicating telepathically, “Seriously? Never?”

“Nope, never." Changbin said before laughing.

“I guess we know a future dare.” Hyunjin said looking between you and Changbin with an evil grin.

You didn’t like the sound of that.

The game continued on for what seemed like forever and with each question your sanity slipped further and further away. Eventually the tequila was switched for regular booze as most of you were starting to crossover from tipsy to drunk.

Never Have I Ever: Slept nude - drink Skinny dipped - drink Hooked up with someone you just met - drink

“Okay okay okay, last one,” Chan stirred his accent getting thicker the more he drank, “Never have I ever… thought of someone else while having sex.”

Fuck. Me.

You glared at him, which all he did was return a stupid grin before hiccuping. Everyone was quiet looking to see who would be the one to drink. Chan really knew all of your dirty secrets and you tried to make a mental note of never telling him anything ever again, even though you knew that wouldn’t work out well.

As you held up the glass to your lips you made eye contact with him again. Changbin also drank to that. You paused for a moment, remembering your one night stand at the BTP party and how the guy was nice enough and cute enough, and buff enough… but he wasn’t enough. He wasn’t as good looking as Changbin, he wasn’t as hot or as toned as Changbin, his voice wasn’t as sexy as Changbin’s and his arms weren’t as sexy as Changbin’s, and your drunken ass told Chan that as he held your hair back on your bathroom floor as you puked up everything you had ever digested that day and cried to him about the guy not being Changbin.

What. The. Hell.

“Ohh~” Everyone cooed darkly looking between you too. “That’s kind of hot,” Jinnie said before deciding we were moving on to truth or dare.

“I need some fresh air,” You said, before grabbing your coat and rushing out the front door into the cold December air. There was a knot that had begun to form in your chest, you knew if you didn’t get out of there you would probably have a panic attack.

“Fuck you, Christopher Bang!” You shouted before climbing the stairs on the side of the building up to the rooftop. It was late and cold, so no one would be up there. No one was ever really up there, the sight wasn’t anything special. You could see campus from here and some hills in the distance. You pulled out a vape pen and sucked in a deep breath of menthol. The familiar feeling of smoke filling your lungs took the edge off. Not that it was something to be proud of, but we all had our vices.

You tensed as you heard footsteps coming up the stairs and cursed yourself for forgetting your pocket knife down in the apartment. One could never be too safe but assuming it was just Chan you started,

“You’re such an asshole Christopher Bang I’m never telling you anything ev—“ You deadpanned as you turned around to see Seo Changbin at the top of the stairs. Your eyes widened and you quickly hid your vape in the your jacket pocket. “I— I’m so sorry I thought you were Chan.”

He waved dismissively, “Can I… Can I join you?”

You nodded and for some reason you didn’t want anything more than to just disappear at that very moment.

“It’s…” you started, looking over the edge of the apartment building, “It’s nice to see you again. I mean we see each other on campus and stuff but I mean, you know, all together again.”

You bit your lip and squeezed your eyes shut annoyed with how stupid the words coming out of your mouth sounded. You were surprised when Changbin chuckled. He liked it when you got flustered.

“Yeah, it’s nice to see you too.” His hands were in his pockets but it seemed like they were clenched. “Chan mentioned you did well on your performance midterm.”

Chan talked about you with him? “Oh, that… yeah it was okay. I still need to do better.”

“You shouldn’t be so hard on yourself.” You met his gaze, “You’ve always been so hard on yourself.”

You didn’t know what to say to that, so you didn’t say anything at all. The silence drew on, sitting somewhere between awkward and comfortable silence. But at the same time, that’s how it always used to be. Changbin was never overtly clingy, at least not to you, and you never were to him always keeping a respectful distance. Not because he was mean but… you just assumed he didn’t want to cling to you.

“I’m sorry for not reaching out when you left.” You mumbled breaking the silence at last. “No, it’s okay.” He said, taking his hat off, ruffling his hair and putting it back on. You smiled at the gesture and he smiled back catching you staring, “What?”

“Nothing. I just missed this.” He nodded in agreement before suggesting you two go back inside before the guys started to worry.

--

You returned to a painful game of truth or dare. And by painful you meant extremely embarrassing you could literally die.

“I have to do what?!” You were standing, hands on hips, foot tapping impatiently waiting for someone to explain what happened while you went to pee out the alcohol.

“Just pick a shot glass and drink, whichever you want.” Chan said for the third time.

“Okay but what’s the catch? Do I die? Am I poised? Do I turn into a fucking pumpkin?”

“You have to sit on said persons lap.” Jinnie deadpanned.

“I… what?”

“Choose a glass and drink it and whoever poured that glass, you have to sit on their lap for twenty minutes.” Everyone seemed giddy with Hyunjin’s explanation but you could feel your cheeks burning at the small chance that you would end up picking his glass and— no, no, no, shut up there’s literally seven other glasses that means the odds are 1 out of 8.. that’s good.. right?

You whined and stomped over to the coffee table where the shot glasses were formed in a circle. Logically, they just poured them out and placed the glasses in front of them right? You smiled, grabbing the glass that was closet to Chan, convinced that it was his. If you had to do such a weird and uncomfortable thing, at least do it with your best friend, right?

You threw back the glass feeling the hot liquid drip down your throat. “There! Happy? So now I just sit here?” You asked pointing at Chan.

Seungmin shook his head mischievously, “No, you sit over there,” you followed his finger to Changbin who was seated on an accent chair next to the sofa, he was smirking at you and god he looked so hot with that black t-shirt and,

“Wait- what?! Why?” You asked in protest. “Weren’t you paying attention!” Jisung shouted standing up and pushing you over to Changbin. “We switched up the glasses dummy. We knew you’d just go for Chan’s glass so we switched them around.”

“Sorry baby girl, can’t save you this time.” Chan said apologetically.

Jisung pushed you down into Changbin’s lap and you could feel him tense up. The guys couldn’t stop laughing and Hyunjin even took a picture, probably to blackmail you with later.

“S-sorry.” You stammered, so low you weren’t sure Changbin heard it. To your surprise he wrapped his arms around your waist and arms and secured you in place. That only made everyone lose their shit once again. You were sure your cheeks would be stained permanently red from now on.

What you didn’t realize is that most of tonight was a set up. No thanks to Chan. He knew how you felt, and he knew how Changbin felt. Chan was tired of being the middle man when neither of you wanted to confront your feelings for each other, so that’s what led you here. The night continued and you felt that every minuted was an eternity.

You were extremely aware of everything going on at that moment, despite the alcohol that still lingered in your veins. You were painfully aware of Changbin’s arms and how his muscles flexed with even the smallest movement or shift from them, of how his breath seemed to become shallower with the time that passed, of how hot his hand felt on your skin between your jeans and top that rid up, though, it was only a graze, or of how you could have sworn you could feel his heart beating from his chest pressed against your back. Maybe that was your own? Since this was your dare and Changbin was also suffering for it, the only mercy the guys offered you two was a pass until the 20 minutes were over.

“Okay, (Y/N), time!” Felix called as his timer went off. You immediately tried yeeting yourself off of Changbin but his grip stopped you

“But what if I like you here?” He asked, whispering in your ear. You were certain no one else heard but your eyes would have given everything away if someone had looked your way. There was a knot in your throat and butterflies in your stomach and that definitely made you… hot. He released you after a second, which you gratefully and not so gracefully sat on the cool floor, thankful for the guys being distracted and bickering for once.

Chan offered you a glass of water, though, he was probably doing it to sober you up but you really just needed to cool off.

“Changbin, truth or dare?” Minho asked “Truth.” “Have you ever thought about sleeping with (Y/N)?”

You chocked on the water you were chugging spitting it all over the front of your shirt, Chan was by you in an instant rubbing your back and telling you to look up so it would pass.

“Damn, talk about getting straight to the point,” Felix mused.

Chan helped pat dry your face and shirt while you peaked at Changbin through the corner of your eyes dreading what was going to come out of his mouth. Luckily, you didn’t have to wait long for a response.

“Yeah, of course.”

Yeah, of course?! What was that suppose to mean?!

The younger boys celebrated and high fived each other, before turning to Minho. “You owe us 20 each.” Jeongin said, Minho rolled his eyes before taking out his wallet.

Why were you friends with these assholes again?

“(Y/N)” “What?” You flinched in response to Hyunjin’s voice. “Truth or dare?”

You weighed your options. You really didn’t want to say truth for fear of them asking you the same thing and there was no way you could admit to wanting to sleep with Seo Changbin.

“Dare.” The dark grin that spread across Jinnie’s face made you instantly regret your choice, though you were positive you would have regretted it either way.

“I dare you to watch a p*rn video with Changbin.”

--

And that is how you ended up here, at 2am, kind of drunk, locked in your own bedroom, in the dark, with the only light source being from your laptop that sat in the middle of your small bed. You hugged your knees to your chest, staring at P-Hub’s home page. Changbin was sitting cross legged next to you leaning back on his arm.

“So…” He started, awkwardly. “Why don’t you choose?” “Me? Why don’t you?” He exhaled rubbing the back of his neck. “I’ll probably choose something terrible. Don’t girls have better taste in adult videos anyway?” “What does that even mean?” You asked before jumping at the sound of someone pounding at the door.

“We don’t hear any video playing !!” It was Chan.

Mental note: kick his ass.

You sighed in defeat pulling the computer closer to you before typing in “morning sex” into the search bar.

“Really? Didn’t take you for a morning sex type of girl” Changbin mused. “I’m not, but that doesn’t mean it’s not cute to watch.” You replied scrolling through the videos looking for the least uncomfortable looking one. Maybe something vanilla will be less awkward. “So… you watch porn often?” He asked after a moment.

You stopped scrolling, closing your eyes and taking in a deep breath, “What do you care?” You turned to face him, but his face face was… so much closer than you were expecting. Your eyes widen slightly and your voice caught in your throat.

He was so… breathtaking. His dark eyes and soft skin unreadable… as always.

Clearing your throat you focus your attention back onto the screen. Though, you could feel Changbin’s eyes on you, observing you.

You finally settled on a video that looked innocent enough… well, as innocent as p*rn could be. The title was “Sensual morning s*x ended up with hard doggy.” Classy. The title didn’t even make sense but I guess that was budgeting for you.

Before you pressed play, you turned to face Changbin once again, trying not to linger on the thought of how his cologne smelled really… attractive. “No words.”

“No promises.” He replied before reaching over your lap and hitting the spacebar to play the video.

It started out slowly, with the guy’s hand going down her stomach. It’s quiet, though, he doesn’t waste any time on teasing and instead going straight into fingering her and palming her clit. It’s not long until you can hear her moans start to pick up at the sound of his fingers going in and out of her wet core. You couldn’t believe you were watching p*rn with Seo Changbin.

The girl in the video adjusts herself so that she can take the guys cock into her mouth while she’s on her back, him on his knees somewhere between letting her control his pleasure and him wanting to take over.

“Her boobs are pretty,” you muse, more so out of slight jealousy considering yours weren’t the biggest… they barely filled a b-cup.

“Aren’t you suppose to be here for the dick?” Changbin asked laughing a little louder than normal, that was the only thing that gave away his nerves.

You shrugged, “I guess it’s okay, it’s just when girls see things like this we tend to compare ourselves even though we don’t mean to.” What were you saying? Maybe you were still tipsier than you thought. Liquor had a way of bring out the truth in anyone.

“Your boobs are really nice.” You inhaled so quickly at Changbin’s compliment you started chocking again.

“How would you know that?” You asked hitting your chest to catch your breath.

“We went skinny dipping during the senior trip, remember?”

Oh, right. You did.

It was Hyunjin’s idea of course, and because it was Hyunjin’s idea Felix went too. Of course, Felix invited Chan who in turn invited Jisung, Changbin and you. The others didn’t want to wake up in the middle of the night to sneak out so it was just you guys. You snuck out of the cabins and trekked your way through the dark forest. That was the only time you ever held on so close to Changbin, gripping his arm, trying to keep up with their pace with the only light being from your phones to guide you.

Once you made it to the lake there was hidden booze and strip poker, followed by everyone jumping into the lake butt naked. You were all drunk so no one really remembers the skinny dipping part, and you almost forget it yourself.

“I.. almost forgot about that.” You said playing with the the hem of your shirt. “I don’t ever want to forget.” Changbin hummed. His eyes going back to the screen.

As much as you didn’t want to admit it even this vanilla video was turning you on. Or maybe it was the thought of Changbin being so close to you.

The guy finally put his dick in her and her moans were so pretty. The video was aesthetically pleasing, on a comfortable and wide couch. The sunlight was coming in through the blinds, it made her skin look so pretty. You didn’t realize earlier but the video is from his point of view so you could only make out his decent cock size and his hands on her thighs. Her moans started echoing around your room as he pounded into her, her boobs jiggling slightly at the pace. He held one of her legs up over his shoulder and massaged her boob with the other.

You didn’t realize how intently you were watching, biting your lip in anticipation of their sounds. Sounds really turned you on, probably more than watching did. You closed your eyes letting your imagination slip away little by little. You imagined being in that girls place. How long was it since you got laid?

“Fuck.” You muttered before realizing the word left your lips, your eyes springing open. “Sorry.”

Changbin wasn’t watching the screen anymore, you realized, he was watching you. The way your eyes had been so fixated on the screen, how you bit your lip so hard he thought you might bleed. The way you squeezed your eyes shut, your chest starting to rise and fall more shallow. He could tell you were imagining something. His eyes were dark with lust, his mind wondering how you would sound saying his name. Moaning from the pleasure that he was giving you.

His gaze made you shrink back into yourself, it made you wet and tremble. You tried to swallow the lump in your throat and say something, anything to break this fog that was starting to swallow you.

“Wh-what are you thinking about?” You stuttered out, the moans from the computer screen sounding so distant now and drowned out by how loud Changbin felt.

“I’m thinking of..” He started, placing an index finger on your lips, tracing them ever so slowly. His eyes, hungry. “How your pretty lips would look around my cock.”

You were taken aback by his bold words, but there was no denying he was stoking a fire that was starting to form at the pit of your stomach. He slipped a finger into your mouth, you whimpered at the sensation, wrapping your tongue around his finger and closing your eyes, listening as his breathing deepened.

“Damn, (Y/N), I really didn’t take you for a slut.” He stuck a second finger into your mouth, making you moan slightly. “Look at me when I talk to you.”

He grabbed your jaw with his free hand, the sudden movement making you fall onto your back and him on top. His hat fell to the side and his messy hair made him look even more dangerous. The sudden movement made him snap out of his daze and sit up.

“Fuck, (Y/N), I’m so sorry that was uncalled for.” Changbin got to his feet, securing his hat firmly back on his head. “We finished the video, I’m going to head out first.”

Changbin rushed out and you followed soon after composing yourself only to find an empty and dark apartment.

[tobesensation-9]

Heyyy, could I please request a badboy! Hwiyoung smut and the plot of basically whatever you want it to be?? Sorry that I don't exactly have a plot in mind but I've been craving bad boy Hwi for a while now ☺️

I feel like he tries sooooo hard to radiate this energy! He does when he’s in music videos and photoshoots, but we all know he’s a softy lol.

“I’m Not a Dick, Just Confident” (Hwiyoung x Reader)

Genre: Smut

Synopsis: Bad boy Hwiyoung is a acquaintance of yours in college. He’s a jerk and he knows it but doesn't give a shit. Because even though you call him that, he knows you want him. But unlike you, he’s not afraid to show that he wants you too.

Warnings: Partying with underage drinking and drug usage. Usual college stuff lol (but I don’t condone for those who are under age and/or not responsible ☝🏽.) And and oral sex, female receiving. 

Amongst your friends you were the daredevil at parties. You weren’t afraid to do dares that were wild and crazy when playing truth or dare. You also were the first if not the only one drinking amongst your friends. They knew if you were going out and there was gonna be alcohol, that you were gonna have your fun and not hold back. But after one night when you got a little too emotional after drinking your fifth cup of jungle juice, you pledged to take it easy on your drinking.

“We’re gonna hold you accountable on your pledge y/n.” Says your friend Lindsey as the four of you approach the booming house with college students walking in, out, and loitering around with cups in hand. 

“Yeah I can't keep giving you piggyback rides whenever you get drunk. I'm gonna have a bad back like an old man soon,” says Chanhee as he puts his hand on his back acting as if he's currently in pain. 

“We haven't been to a party all semester. So you can stop acting like your back still hurts.” 

“I’m surprised your back was the only thing that hurt drunk y/n to 10 times as blunt. She’s damaged my pride already when sober. You’re even more brutal then,” Taeyang shudders at the thought of you telling him things that you don't even remember. 

“I would apologise but you know....I was drunk.” 

“Yeah, yeah I know.” 

“Are you guys ready?” Lindsey looks back at the three of you before opening the door. 

“Yes! Let’s go slow-poke,” you push passed her and open the door yourself. 

As you’d hoped, it was the fun chaos you loved. There was dancing, making out, and little circles of people playing stupid little games. You needed a break from all the stresses of college work. This was what you yearned for. 

“Hey guys!” 

You turn to your right and see your upper classman Seokwoo approaching you. In your first semester you had the biggest crush on him and would ask him for help all the time in a Sociology class you had together. You’d been friends with I'm since, your crush eventually dying down as time when by. 

“Hey! Where should we go? What area is the most fun?” 

“Oh just follow me to one of the circles and you'll see for yourself.” 

The four of you follow your upper classman to a circle and your heart immediately picks up its pace. Youngkyun and his best friends Sanghyuk and Youngbin sit with him amongst the circle with other people you've recognised from being around campus. 

“Youngkyun hasn't taken a shot yet and we’ve been playing for a while now, having done every dare.” Your upper class was really smart but he did like to enjoy stuff like this, not participate just watch. 

Seeing him you didn't know what to do. You didn't like him, yet the way his white t-shirt looked so tight on him as you caught yourself starting, made you want to claw his clothes off. 

You’ve only had a few exchanges with him and they weren't good. It consisted of him being a jerk and not being considerate of you either walking and not holding the door or bumping into and you not saying the nicest things to him. But he never said anything to you, he just laughed and called you cute and feisty and that he liked feisty, whatever that meant. 

“Oh feisty’s here?” 

Looking away from his defined you look up to see Youngkyun noticing you and your cute outfit. You came to the party looking hot knowing you’d catch a few peoples eyes, but you didn't think his would be one of them. 

“It’s not feisty, its y/n.” 

“Oh?” He raises his hands up in surrender. “That’s cute, just like you. But I like feisty better thanks.” 

You roll your eyes and say something else before Chanhee moves up and speaks, “Let us join you guys if you don’t mind.” 

“If feisty is your friend, then sure,” Youngkyun smirks at you and sits back down on the couch he had been sitting on. 

“You guys wanna play spin the bottle now? Since we have more people,” Sanghyuk grabs an empty vodka bottle and places it on the ground.

“We play it like truth or dare too. Just who ever spins it has to ask the person it lands on, and oh, no truths, unless its a juicy question,” Youngbin looks at you guys to see if you have any questions. His red hair is similar to the burning feeling his look gives. 

“Yeah, we get it” Chanhee turns to the rest of us to make sure we’re on board. Lindsay and Taeyang nod in agreement and now all of them are looking at you. “Y/n, are you okay with this? I’m surprised you didn't already say yes,” Taeyang looks at you in concern. 

Your friends were always down to have some stupid fun, but they always made sure that everyone was comfortable doing so. You glance over at Youngkyun who already had his eyes on you his smirk fading as he sees you making up your mind, before looking back to your friends. “Okay cool. But if that guy does or says any shit out of line, I’m fighting.” 

Lindsay scoffs, “Y/n stop acting like you have the hots for him, you wanna fuck him all three of us know it. And he’s not hiding the fact that he wants you too. Maybe you could some if you play?” “Lindsay shut up, and no I-I don’t.” You move to sit down closer to them, with the three of them moving closer to you, Lindsay whispers in your ear as Youngkyun perks up at you guys finally ready to play. “You wanna fuck him, it’s okay we already know. You dont have to deny it.” 

You start the game off safe with Chanhee doing most of the work, asking people juicy truths that make them flustered. Chanhee knows a lot about the talk of the school, so it was only natural. You aren't involved in the game at all until Chanhee spins the bottle again and it lands on Youngkyun. He looks up from looking at the bottle and smirks at Chanhee. “What juicy question do have for me? Don’t go easy on me. I can take it.” Chanhee tries to suffice a smile and looks at you, then to Lindsay and Taeyang. “Sorry I have to know y/n. I’m curious.”

 “What are you-” “Out of all people here, who would be the one sleep with more than once? We all know you've slept with everyone here, so who’d you screw twice?” He smiles then gradually starts to laugh out loud. “Oh, I see why people like you. Chanhee isn't it?” “Yeah. Now who would it be?” He looks down at his shoes then back up at Chanhee. “I actually haven't slept with everyone here. But there is someone I wouldn't mind constantly sleeping with..” he trails off and he turns to you. Your friends turn to each other bursting into laughter.

 Some other girls playing along look at you and disgust. Some of his fangirls you assumed. The games then continues, you feeling nervous yet excited at the same time. The bottle never landed on you, nor did anyone choose you for a dare. Which was odd because people always did. You thought the other people stirred clear because of Youngkyun’s response to Chanhee. Youngkyun spins the bottle super fast, having everyone looking and waiting in anticipation. The bottle then stops in-between you and Lindsay. Right when it stops Lindsay pulls you closer to her so that bottle is pointed directly at you. 

“Let me go!” “You’ll thank me later,” she whispers before letting you go. “Now everyone would've gone now” Sanghyuk looks down at the bottle then at you and smirks. The way Youngkyun is looking at you, you can tell he wants to eat you alive, and does nothing else but turn you on. “15 minutes in heaven ‘Feisty’?” Before you could answer he gets and grabs your hand and takes you up to a bedroom. 

All of your friends “Oooooo” as you walk away. Lindsay mimics a phone with her hands, signaling you to call her when you’re done. In an empty bedroom you assume is his you pulls you in. You hadn't noticed but Rowoon had followed you two, you assumed to close the door. Before he does he winks at you, “Let me know when your done, you still have my number. Have fun.” He then closes and locks the door. 

“Timer is set!” you hear him yell and hear his voice fade away. “You look scared “Feisty’” you turn to the hot guy behind you sitting on the bed. “I’m not, just surprised.” “You know I've been praying the bottle landed on you all night?” “Ah..really?” You continue to stand near the door, fidgeting your hands. “You don’t have to be so nervous,” he says as he looks at your hands. 

“I-I’m not.” You pul your hands behind your back. He gets off the bed and slowly walks toward you. “I noticed the way you looked at me when you first arrived. You want me and I want you too, but I won't do anything unless you say so ‘Feisty’”. He's standing a foot away from you now, you didn’t realise it but you were up against the door now. You’ve fantasised doing any and everything with him, but now that he was yours to have, you were too nervous to even saying anything.“You want me right y/n?” Hearing the sound of your name coming from him made you weak. 

Before you even noticed you were nodding and were wrapping your arms around his neck, kissing him hungrily. Caught off guard himself he looks down at you, eyes wide before coming back to reality and putting his hands on your waist. The more the two of you kiss, the more caressing and moans are made. 

At one point he reaches his to squeeze your ass. The mewls a moan out of you and he moans back in return. You didn't know but just like you, he’s been thinking of doing anything and everything to you too. 

Soon he walks the two of you back to the bed. Once your on the bed you start to practically claw off his leather jacket. “Your so eager baby.” “I thought I was ‘Feisty?’” Help me take this shit off.”

He doesn't say anything else and does what you say, the two of you stripping each other in a heated rush. Once the two of you are naked he lays you back and delves into you heat. The flicking of his tongue and the gentle sucking of his lips on your clit were making you moan him a melody.  

“That feel good?” 

“Ahh yeah. Just like that.” 

He keeps up the same steady rhythm and you come close to cumming. “Youngkyun, wait, I don’t wanna cum yet.” 

He stills and lifts his head. “We don't you cumming just yet. I wanna feel you around me first.” 

He moves to the bedside table and opens the one draw it has to pull out a condom. He stops and hesitates when he moves back on the bed. “You me to fuck you right?” 

You look up a him in confusion. “I wouldn't have charged at you like that if I didn't want you fuck me.” 

He looks up and smirks, but something about him wasn't right. 

“I bet you don’t do this to other girls, asking them multiple times if they’re sure about this.”

“You’re right. I don’t.” 

“Then what's the problem?” 

He looks up at you and looks like he’s about to say something else when the two of you hear a knock on the door. 

“Shit. I forgot we were playing 15 minutes in heaven,” he says as he hands you your clothes to hurry and dress yourself. He throws back on his white t-shirt and blue jeans before opening the door a bit to not show you getting dressed. 

“You guys okay in there?” 

You hear Chanhee peeping in. “Yeah I know everyone forgot about you guys. They seemed have gotten bored once you left,” You hear Taeyang ask. 

“No we’re good. Perfect.” 

“Why aren't you opening the door?” You hear Lindsay question as she pushes passed Youngkyun and sees you just finishing up straightening your clothes. 

“We’re fine guys. Youngkyun told you the truth.”

“Did we interrupt something?” Chanhee looks at you smirking. 

“What do you think. You guys knew the two of us screw around already why are you asking that?” 

You’ve gotten a little annoyed at your friends tonight, but Chanhee was the reason you ended up getting the best of your life. 

“I think we should enjoy the rest of the party. We’ll join you guys in a sec,” Youngkyun says to your friends a looks back at you. Your three friends give you a thumbs up before leaving the room. 

“What did you want to talk about?” 

“I think for the first time ever, I’m hesitant in fucking someone.” 

“Whoo hoo that's great. You want like a cookie or something?”

He snickers at your sarcastic remark. “I’m saying that I dont want to. Because trust me,” he motions to his boner prominent through his jeans, “I do. I just want to enjoy the party with you more.”

“Okay.” He smiles at you and you smile back. “I will admit, I always thought you were kinda of a dick.” 

“I’m not a dick ‘Feisty’, just confident. There’s a difference.” 

[my-proof-is-you]

I Hate You, I Love You - Ch. 10

heyyy-hey-babyyySummary:  It had been over a year since you had hunted with the Winchester brothers. You had felt you couldn’t hide your feelings anymore, so you left. While you were gone, life had been anything but good. When you meet up with the brothers again, you can’t resist staying with them. But your feelings for Dean are far from gone, and you’re afraid the pattern will remain the same. Can you hide what happened to you last year from the boys, or will the past come back to haunt you?

WARNINGS: Rape/Non-Con, mentions of graphic violence, torture

**I do not own the gifs or pics

Masterlist

You

To your heart’s dismay, Dean spent the evening chatting up some chick he met by the bar. You still managed to have fun; that is, until you saw him leaving the bar, the pretty brunette at his heels.

Your heart dropped, and you felt a hole in the pit of your stomach.

You stood unmoving in the middle of the dance floor. You stayed there until you heard Sam’s voice next to you. 

“Hey, you wanna head home?”

You looked at him, seeing the pity in his eyes. He must have seen Dean leave, too.

“What about that girl you were talking to?” You asked, not wanting to ruin his night.

“I got her number,” he said with a smirk. “I can call her any time.” He wrapped an arm around your shoulders, giving you a light squeeze. “C’mon. Let’s go home and watch some Netflix.”

You smiled up at him, grateful for the distraction.

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You and Sam watched reruns of Friends on Netflix late into the night. At some point, your eyelids got heavy, and you fell asleep leaning against Sam’s shoulder.

“Y/N! Y/N!”

You woke to the sound of Sam yelling your name. You opened your eyes, seeing the look of panic on his face.

“Wha—what’s wrong?” You asked.

“You were having a nightmare. You were screaming,” he explained with a pained look.

You realized then that you were covered in a slick sheen of sweat, and it all came rushing back to you.

Laying on the bed, unable to move.

Brad, leaning over you, carving his knife across your most delicate skin.

So much pain that you wished for death.

You closed your eyes and breathed deeply, trying to calm your racing heart.

“I’m sorry, Sam. I shouldn’t have fallen asleep on you,” you said. You were disappointed in yourself again. What happened to you was your burden, not the boys’.

“It’s really not a big deal.” He gave you his puppy dog eyes. “You know you can talk to me whenever, right?”

“Yes, little brother,” you said, rolling your eyes a little. He smiled and gave you a small shove with his shoulder.

“I’m gonna head to bed. Night, Y/N,” he said, exiting your room. The nightmare had you pretty keyed up, so you decided to go get some water from the kitchen to clear your head.

As you leaned against the counter, quietly sipping your water in the dark, you heard the garage door open, followed by giggles.

Dean stumbled drunkenly into the kitchen, the girl from earlier in toe. You instantly regretted getting out of bed.

“Oh, h-hey, Y/N,” Dean slurred. “Th-this is Deb-rah.” He pronounced her name as two separate words.

“Hi,” the girl squeaked out.

“Nice to meet you,” you said without any real emotion. You knew she probably wouldn’t remember meeting you in the morning anyway.

“We—we are going to head to my room,” Dean said. You pursed your lips in response.

“Have fun,” you said, turning back to the sink. You didn’t want him to see your face crumple—drunk or not.

You heard the two shuffle down the hall to Dean’s room, slamming the door behind them. You jumped at the sound before closing your eyes in annoyance.

This is like the shittiest night ever.

You walked to the library, knowing you couldn’t be anywhere near hearing distance to Dean’s room. You sat down in one of the stuffed leather chairs, where you would stay and sleep horribly the rest of the night.

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Of course she’s nice.

You thought it to yourself after reintroducing yourself to Debra in the morning. She actually liked to go by Deb, as she informed you. She had gone on to apologize for the night before, saying that she didn’t usually do such things.

You could still hate her even after the apology. That was, until she started asking you about yourself and proving to be nothing but nice.

You had decided to return her kindness. You reminded yourself that it wasn’t her fault that you were hopelessly in love with Dean.

“You want some pancakes?” You asked after pouring her a mug of coffee. Dean was still asleep, and you figured you could at the very least enjoy the look on his face when he realized his one-night-stand didn’t leave.

“That sounds great.” She said, taking a seat at the table. “So, uh...Dean told me last night what you guys do. I was pretty drunk, so I didn’t really question it. When I woke up here, though, I figured either he was telling the truth or this was where I would die a bloody death and no one would ever hear from me again.”

You chuckled a little. You could only imagine the drunken explanation Dean gave her last night, figuring she wouldn’t remember anyway.

“Yeah, I’m sorry, hon, but that’s the truth. No one would blame you if you ran screaming,” you said, turning back to her as you stirred the batter.

“Huh. I can’t say I’m that surprised. I’ve definitely had some encounters that were not human.”

You smiled at her quick acceptance of the world of monsters. “Ghost?” You asked.

“Yeah. You kind of convince yourself that you’re just crazy but...I know it was real. After my mom died, we saw her everywhere. That is, until we moved to a new house,” she explained, a small frown on her face.

Uh-oh.

“Did another family move in?” You asked. You were afraid that this girl had just dropped a case in your lap.

“No. It actually burned down, and that’s why we moved. It was really a blessing in disguise,” Deb said. She tucked her brown hair behind her ear and looked down at her coffee.

“You’re right, it was. That fire probably sent your mom over to the other side.” You put down your spoon and sat across from her at the table, lightly placing your hand on hers. “She’s much happier now, I promise.”

Deb wiped a tear from her eye before smiling up at you. “Thanks, Y/N. You’re really sweet.”

You gave her a quick smile and got up to continue making breakfast. It wasn’t long before Sam joined you in the kitchen, having just got home from his run with Charlie. Even your damn dog liked Deb.

Traitor. Not that I can blame him.

Soon enough, you heard a groan come from the entrance to the kitchen, followed by a very hungover Dean holding his head.

You handed him a steaming cup of coffee which he took gratefully. He turned to the table, and seeing Deb sitting there began fumbling.

“Oh, uh, Debra, you’re still here,” he said, sitting down across from her, barely able to keep his head up.

“That okay?” She asked with a smirk.

Though you were still reeling with jealousy, you turned to face her again. “It’s fine,” you said pointedly to Dean, smacking his head so he’d sit up. He looked at you, a little slow on the uptake. “And her name is Deb.”

“Oh, uh, yeah, it’s great!” He said a little too enthusiastically before groaning again and holding his head. You rolled your eyes and looked at Sam who gave you an encouraging—albeit sympathetic—smile.

@heyyy-hey-babyyy

[backalley-requests]

Heyyy, can I get ships with MCU and ST? (if it's possible). I'm a straight girl. I'm 5'3, with short - like just above the shoulders - auburn hair and green eyes. My style is pretty vintage I like to create my outfits looking at old photos from the 70s/80s. I am shy at first but after a while, I get very flirty and outgoing. I have a lot of hobby and I don't like to do nothing. I like to read, listen to some good classic rock songs and do many outdoor activities. Thank you sooo much 💛💛

I’m sorry it took so long! I’ve been awfully busy with school! I hope you enjoy it!

I ship you with...

MARVEL

Bucky Barnes

You’re very classic by nature and that’s something that initially draws Bucky to you. Mostly because it’s messing with his head as he gets flashbacks to glimpses through the decades he lost to Hydra. He doesn’t remember much of it, but being around you gave him the feeling he might be able to get back what he lost.

You were scared of him at first, and a little shy. You saw enough news coverage of him to know he was bad news. Bucky saw the idea of getting close to you as attoning for what he did. If he could change you perception on him then maybe he wasn’t that bad after all and maybe the man he was forced to be wasn’t really him. He kept “randomly” bumping into you and trying to strike up conversations even through you were nervous at first, eventually you grew used to it and realized maybe he was a victim of it all.

The two of you spend a lot of time outdoors doing various stuff. You enjoy the outdoors and Bucky likes being away from the city and all the noise. It’s an oasis when you guys manage to be out and away from civilization. Stuff like canoeing or rock climbing just puts both of you in a good state of mind.

You’re always on the move trying to do stuff and start new activities and sometimes Bucky struggles to keep up. But he enjoys that quick energy you give off of. His body naturally wants to be lazy but he is much happier when he does get to do stuff so being with you is exciting.

He’s really over protective of you, perhaps a little possessive at times too. He’s had people he loves taken away from him and it’s hard to imagine a world where you’re not in it. You think it’s cute sometimes and annoying other times but you get where he’s coming from and sometimes just let him do what makes him feel safer. Plus it’s kind of hot sometimes.

You have to deal with the occasional person realizing who he is and freaking out in fear. He isn’t that recognizable on the streets but some people still have memories from the time he was.

There was a knock at the door at 10 o’clock at night. This was pretty rare considering that neither of you had any close friends who randomly came over. Steve sometimes but Steve tended to walk right in when he arrived, so something about this was wrong.

Bucky’s arms were wrapped around you as the two of you watched a movie. This was meant to be a nice cuddling session although it was suddenly pulled apart by the knocking. Bucky tensed up immediately, “I’ll get it.” He said, knowing you tended to be shy around strangers.

He headed over to the door and opened it, “Hello?” On the other end appeared to be some nerdy sales rep trying to the two of you to buy a subscription. Who tries to tell stuff at 10 o’cock at night? “We don’t want any—“ he started but was soon cut off by the sound of glass breaking in the other room.

When Bucky turned back the sales rep punched him in the face. He hardly reacted to it as he used hs arm to shove him back hard enough to crack the hallway wall. He soon rushed into the living room to find you being held against your will, a gun to your head.

Bucky started walking over but was stalled when the man spoke up, “uh uh. Take another step closer and I’ll kill her.” Bucky knew better than to just suddenly risk your life. You were one of the few good things he had left in it.

“What do you want.”

You somehow managed to stay silent, afraid of dying but also afraid of Bucky getting hurt. There was few options here and while you trusted him you weren’t sure if anyone could easily get out of this. But you did have something that could help, if only the man would make a mistake.

“I can’t you too—“ the man was cut off as you realized your perfect shot was upon you, you elbowed him hard and he doubled over. You weren’t exactly helpless but he hadn’t given any previous openings. He released you as a reflex and you dove to the side to evade him.

Bucky instantly moved in and knocked him out wirh one quick punch as the man flew across the room and you ran to his arms. “I’m so sorey, I wasn’t paying attention and—“ you began to apologize quickly but he held you tight and shushed you softly.

“It’s my fault too alright, we got too comfortable.” But there was a bigger unspoken problem. That someone wanted him and knew exactly where he lived. “We should head somewhere else for now, those men won’t stay down forever.”

You nodded your head and moved to get ready. “You already know I’m willing to follow you wherever you go. Just lead the way.”

STRANGER THINGS

Jim Hopper

You’re wardrobe fits right in with the era, given that it’s the 70s to early 80s. But you’re appreciation for the early seventies starts to feel really nostalgic for him, especially cause it keeps him centered in a world that just keeps changing drastically at every turn.

At first you thought all the traps around his house were a little excessive but you soon realized he was just extremely prepared, and that his paranoia was justified. You actually learned to get really into helping him eith that, enjoying how they made you think and enjoying being out in the woods.

When he first met you it was for an interrogation. He thought you may have had something to do with a recent disappearance of a missing boy, although that was before he learned the darker truth. You were so shy that he thought you were hiding something. So he changed tactics to get closer in hopes you’d lower your guard.

Needless to say you were pissed when you realized he only got close to you for his case. He owned up to it all when he realized that you had nothing to do with it, and especially when he learned about the monsters. You thought it was less reassuring, and you stormed off. That was how you first encountered the supernatural.

You became El’s advocate. You supported her wanting some freedom and felt bad that she was cooped up for so long, especially since you knew that you could never handle sitting still for as long as she had to.

You both have similar taste in music and love driving down the road jamming out to classic rock, or at the time just rock. You’d go on long drives to take a weekend getaway off in another cabin by a lake. Sometimes to help ease the tension of the real danger back in town.

“Dance with me!” You said suddenly. You had been holed up in the house for several days and there was only so many puzzles, games, and television that could occupy you. So you turned up the radio and started poorly your dancing your way to Hopper.

He felt bad that he couldn’t do more for your right now. But he was under heavy surveillance and going outside at the moment was a recipe for disaster. He just wished you didn’t have to get stuck with him. “Oh I don’t know.” He rested his head to the side. “Dancing isn’t really my thing,” he admitted.

“Please! It’s the least you can do.” Once you flashed your puppy dog eyes at him, Hopper knew it was over. You grabbed his hands and pulled him to his feet as you started to dance to the rhythm, forcing him along with you.

As he started to get into it you let go and began to move in bouncing circles to the rock song, letting your hair have it’s fun as you went wild enjoying the moment. Hopper never quite got on your level as his dancing slowly came to a stop. He was mesmerized by the way your body moved to the song. How free you managed to be even here.

Soon you stopped as you realized he wasn’t playing along. “Whats wrong?” You were panting and a little out of breath due to your intensity. You brushed your hair to the side and just behind your ear to see him better.

“You just— well you’re breath taking.” Hopper smiles at you, finally releasing a breath he just realized he was holding. “Besides, you’re a lot quicker than me.” He then chuckled.

Your face flushed red in response and you felt he place heat up. “Well you have that affect on me too.” You confessed.

Just then, a snapping sound was heard outside in the woods. A trap was just set off and something was caught. Animal? Human? Who knows, but it meant that you guys had to find out and more importantly that you got to go outside!

“We caught something!”

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💫Dreaming Of You 💫Part II.

 It was the most horrible week of your life, it felt like everything crumbling into pieces and you lost control. During your friendship with Felix, you were always aware of the fact that one day, he will eventually fall in love and leave you behind but you weren’t prepared yet. You just got back your amazing friend and now, it’s seemed that nothing will be the same ever again. Your chest felt heavy everyday and you couldn’t think about anything else just him... All day and all night, just him.... His perfect smile, those little freckles around his nose, what you adored dearly. But, the worst thing was still, that horrbile thought, which kept you awake at nights. How does she looks like? 

Sure, she is pretty, with long legs, and slim waist, her skin should be pale and clear, like a spotless glass. These thoughts tormented you and the question was always repeating on your mind: I want to be like her, how can I be like her?  Of course, you didn’t want to show your sadness to the world, nor to Felix. But, your texts with him became shorter and shorter day by day. He was busy with practises and when he had time, he naturally wanted to spend with his new girlfriend. You had time to yourself, everything was the same, like the first month, when you came to Seoul. Loneliness was your only company. 

At mornings, you went to the university, tried to forget him, pass the time with learning, rather than waiting for him to message you. At afternoons you went to the library, but quickly you realised reading love novels, didn’t ease your mind, it’s just put more pressure on your heart. At nights, you watched horror movies, and avoid every romcom, what you previously started. At the beginning it helped you to distract yourself but after a while, it became way too scary for you. 

One particular night, you heared strange noises from upstairs, which was a little bit unusual since no one lived on the top floor. You lived in the outer side of the city, in a small rent, and the buliding wasn’t that fancy as well. The housekeeper ajumma warned you to check always the windows, that all of them is properly closed, because in the neighbourhood there were a lot of burglary. So, after the horror movies with your broken heart, you were more than afraid. 

“ Keep your calm Y/N, maybe it’s just a cat or something else, that floor is absolutely uninhabited... Omo, what if ghosts are living there?” - you thought to yourself while covering your head with the bedsheets. You couldn’t sleep that night, also when something loudly cracked on the upper floor, your imgination went wild and you almost had a panick attack. 

Next day, you were tired and grumpy. You left your flat in a hurry, because you were already late. Before heading to the university, you checked your phone for the last time, just like you expected there weren’t any message from Felix. You sighed and just gave up every remanining hope. 

“He doesn’t wants to be my friend anymore? What if his girlfiend told him, that she is not happy, if he is with me? Felix, you really forget our friendship for that girl, right? Well, I guess I can understand this, I’m not mad... I’m sure, I am nothing compared to her...” - you shooked your head, these depressing thoughts can’t bring you down today! You will have a presentation today, also you have to learn for your approaching exams. You have no time for this useless meditation on Felix’s relationship. It’s his business only, you should be happy and supporting, because if he is screaming from joy, you should scream from joy as well, not from the pain and betrayal, you felt. 

You got an excellent grade for your presentation, you were more that satisfied so you decided to treat yourself in a nearby cafe, with a frappucino and with a blueberry muffin. While, you were eating, you started learning for the exams as well. Time passed easily, you spent two hours in the cafe, listening to music and reading the notes from your lectures. You almost felt asleep, when your phone ranged and it’s really frightened you: 

- Halo? - you said to the phone with a big yawn. 

- Y/N? Where are you? I texted you thousand times! - you heard a familiar deep voice, from the other side. 

- Felix... What’s up?  You sounds mad...

- I’m in serious trouble, you have to help me out! NOW! 

- Uhm, but I have work to do. You know, I’m not an idol, I’m just an ordinary university student! - you sounded so unfriendly, your jelousy was more than noticeable. 

- Please, help me, just once! Y/N I need you now! 

- Kay, what should I do for you Felix? - you said , regreting your behaviour. 

- I was on a date with Mia... - you just only hear your name for the first time, but what the heck? Her name was cute as well! Your stomach made a flip from all the repressed emotions. 

- And the boys called me, we have a photoshoot today for Gone Days and I totally forgot it! I said to Chan, that I was with you and I lost my sense of time! He said it’s okay and I should bring you as well if we are together! I don’t know, maybe acted strange and they are suspecting it! 

- Calm down Felix, it’s okay, you just have to say that I have an exam and I had t to learn, that’s why I didn’t come there. - you have absolutely no mood to go and meet with the boys, in your current situation. You looked terrible because of the lack of sleep, you were in a rush so you couldn’t put any makeup on. It’s sounded like a nightmare: go there, like this and make fun of yourself infront of all these damn pretty boys? No way! No fucking way! Even for Felix, you can’t do it! 

- Y/N please, I’m asking you with all of my heart! You promised, that you will help! They will think, I just made up the whole thing as an excuse if you are not coming with me... A week passed since we last talked and a lot of things happened, I also spent some nights at Mia’s flat, I’m pretty sure, they are suspecting something! - now your heart made a slip, he really spent a whole night with that girl, not just one, more? You weren’t prepared for this news. Still, you couldn’t refuse it anymore, you were to weak to say no to Felix. 

- I’m coming, where is the photoshoot? 

- I will send the details right away! You are my real angel Y/N! I love you so so much! - he said it, before hanging up. He loved you, but just as a friend, nothing more and it wasn’t enough for you.  You felt yourself as a complete fool. 

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Okay, so you thought you will never ever feel the same way like you did in high school. But, life suprised you again, this time, not in a pleasant way. When you got into the building, where the photoshoot was held, all of your remaining self confidence washed away with an instant. The studio was furnished as a classroom with colorful walls, which became even brighter thanks to all the reflectors. The boys gathered around the photographer, who gave them instructions. 

- Heyyy Y/N!! Long time, no see my aussie sister! - Chan embraced you cutely. You awkwardly hugged him back. 

- Hi Chris, h-how have you been? - you stutterd, he looked breathtakingly good, like a model, straight out of a magazine. You were more than amazed! 

- I’ve been so busy lately! Like oh man, I just wanna sleep so bad! What about you? - the truth is that you felt like shit, but it’s not appropiate to say it out loud, because the other half might ask you why are you feeling like that and then, you have to explain it what troubling you or just simly lie something. But it’s a better option to start with a lie right a way: 

- I’m good, just a little tired, you know, because of all the uni stuff... 

- Yeah, you seem a little bit pale!  hope you are not skipping meals because of the exams. 

- Thanks for worrying Chan, but I’m really okay! - you reasured him with a cheerful tone. Felix had to leave, the makeup artist were waiting for him, so you hided in one of the dressing rooms. Jisung and Minho accompanied you as well, they were laying on the couch in each other’s arms like a cute, newly wed couple. You smiled sweetly at the sight of them. 

You started to feel a comfortable calmness in your heart, maybe after all,  the fact that Felix has girlfriend is no longer frightening for you. You couldn’t help but wonder, why he is wants to keep his relationship in a secret, infront of the others? They seemed supportive and kind towards Felix, so you thought, it would be better if he was willing to tell them about it. 

- How come that she is here? - you turned towards the door, Hyunjin rushed in for a bottle of water and he wasn’t that happy to see you there. 

- Felix brought her. - Minho replied sluggishly while watching a video with Jisung. 

- Why on earth he is brought her here? This is a private photoshoot, what if she leaks out the informations about our new concept? It won’t be a suprise to the fans! - you were more than exhausted for Hyunjin’s stupid manners now. 

- I won’t do that, I promise to you! - you raised your pinky at him but he just rolled his eyes: 

- I don’t like that Y/N, you are so clingy with Felix, because of you he was late from the photoshoot! Why are you guys spend so much time together, you two are secretly dating or what? - his fake eyebrow piercing just made him look even more rude in your eyes and now that he mentioned Felix and teared apart all the wounds in your heart again, you were more than furious: 

- Please, just leave me alone! 

- Yes Hyunjin, just let her be! Why are you so mean to her anyway? Even if he is dating with Felix, it’s none of your business. - Jisung just said exactly the same, what you wanted to. 

- That’s right but I’m not dating him and I will never date him... - it was so lame, so so lame, that you actually thought you are going to scream but you said this out loud sobbing like a cry baby. 

- Are you crying now? - Minho asked astonished. 

- No, I’m just... The air is so dry here, my eyes became teary...

- This is like the worst soap opera, what I have ever seen. I better hurry up, instead of listening to her self-pity! I have to save the world with my visual! - a sight of relief left your lips, when he went out from the dressing room. “ I wanna go home... What’s the time now? I was so stupid when I decided to come here!”

You couldn’t say goodbye to him, because he was busy posing for the pictures, so you just left without a word. Lucky for you, on your way home, you couldn’t think about anything else just your bed, you were so tired, the one thing you wished for is a whole day, that you can spend in your room alone without anyone bothering you. 

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The night was chilly, you could see your breath in the air, in the dim light of the street lamps, you walked alone to your house. When you stepped infront of your flat’s door, you realized something is not quite right... The door was open, your heart started beating faster in your chest, you couldn’t hear anything else just the rush of blood in your veins, when you carefully grabbed the handle. It was like a real horror movie, and after your hard day, is this really happening with you? You were too young to die by ghosts or burglars. The window was wide open as well, the curtains were floating on the back of the cool breeze. You lit the lamp wiht your trembling hands, and you examined the place, your laptop was on your writing desk, where you left it, also your jewellery box was untouched but someone was here and you knew it, because there were footprints on the white carpet: 

“ But, why? For what aim? Perhaps, someone have been watching me? Spying me? The upper floor, maybe from there, it wasn’t my imagination, I heard someone!” - you were so scared, you almost stumbled down from the stairs. It was truly awful! You rushed down to the houskeeper ajumma to tell her about what happened. She called the police immediately, but you were still in shock after the fearful discovery, you wanted to call your family and tell them what happened but for some reason the first number, what you dialed, was Felix: 

- Woah Y/N you read my mind! I wanted to call you and say thanks for today! I was sad, that you left earlier! 

- Felix... Something terrible happened with me! Someone broke into my flat! - there was a silence for a moment: 

- What?! Really? Wait for me, I’m coming to your flat! Don’t be alone there! 

- More precisely, I’m outside now with the housekeeper, we are waiting for the police to arrive, but strangely he didn’t take my values. I wonder why, why he was there then? 

- Maybe someone distrurbed him, and he had to leave.... 

- No, it’s I heard someone yesterday from upstairs, but the upper floor is uninhabited!! - the chill runed down to your spine, it’s really sounded like a horror movie. It’s crazy and mind blowing! 

Felix was still someone, who could rely on in the worst situation. He was there in no time, covering your trembling form with his jacket like a real life prince. You didn’t have to face the policeman alone, he was on your side when they asked you out about the incident. You told them, when you left the flat this morning and what you experienced the last night, the ajumma was more than suprised when she heard about the loud noises upstairs. 

- This is all? - you nooded and the policeman noted all of your informations. Then, they went up to your flat to check the lock on your door and the top floor. 

- Aigoo, you must be tired, I think it’s not safe to spend the night here, after what happened today.... Is there a place you can go dear Y/N? - the ajumma asked you. 

- Maybe a sauna hotel... - none of your body parts desired to sleep on the hard floor with a lot of strangers, after this long day. But, did you have any other choice? You didn”t have any place to go. Then, Felix spoke up: 

- You can sleep at the dorm with me. My bed is not that small, however I share a room with Changbin, but you seemed to like him. - your eyes widened: 

- I’m not sure, you know, I’m afraid, the others might not like the idea! 

- Someone just break into your flat and you are worrying about what the others think about this? Please Y/N be more selfish just once! Moreover all of my bandmates likes you! 

- Hyunjin wouldn’t say that. I’m 100% sure, that he feels irritated by me! - you never shared your concern about his unfriendliness with Felix before, but now it was necesarry. 

- Enough talking, gather your most important things together and let’s go to the dorm! 

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It was so uncomfortable, of course you couldn’t bear the thought that you have to share a bed with Felix, also you didn’t want him, nor Changbin to spend the night on the living room’s couch. Felix argued with you for a long time, before he gave up and allowed you to do as you pleased after he dragged you all the way at the dorm. You shocked everyone with the story, before going to sleep. So, right now, here you are as the main victim of this unlucky day, on the couch, which was suprisingly more convenient than you imagined... 

Everything around you was engulfed in deep silence. Through the windows, you could see how the skyscrapers lined up, but the stary sky was covered with dust clouds. Your eyes felt heavy, regardless you couldn’t sleep again, with your raging thoughts about the burglary. Why is it happened? What’s the reason behind it? You looked up at the ceiling, you counted imaginary stars to make yourself a little bit calmer. The only thing, which eased your mind a little bit, was the blanket over you, which was Felix’s fluffy blanket, and it held his refined scent. However it’s gave you another question, without answer: why you were so madly in love with him? It’s time, to let go of him forever, there is no chance, and never been... Still, you hold this blanket close to your heart, as the only remedy. 

“I should clear my head... I can’t sleep like that!” - you stood up from the coach and fixed your flower patterned night dress, it was the only acceptable pyjamas that you owned. But still, it didn’t look good. Whatever, you were never the seductive type.

 You walked into the kitchen and sat down next to counter, you are not sure why you came there, maybe just to pass the time, or maybe because it wasn’t next to the bedrooms so no one can hear your pathetic crying sounds? Because of course, you wanted cry! You wanted to cry so bad, one week ago as well, when Felix told you on the roftop that he is in love with somebody else, you also wanted to cry when Hyunjin was harsh with you earlier, and you indeed wanted cry when this shocking burglary happened to you! You are human as well, a really unfortunate one. 

Maybe you should just go and buy a plane ticket and left this city behind forever, gave up the uni and just go home! These ideas really made you cry out everything but at least, it felt comforting. You buried your cheeks in your hands, and you let out the nervousness. Literally, your sobbing echoed through the quite walls. 

While you were deep in sadness, someone came in and turn on the light, you panicked, and almost fell down from the chair: 

- What. the... - Hyunjin asked dismayed and then he realized he was wearing a cute, pink  headband with cat ears on it infront you, he quickly covered his face and turned around shyly: 

- Sorry... - you said delicately. 

- Don’t look at me!!! - he commanded with panick in his voice. You didn’t say a word, just quietly rose up from your place: 

- Wait.... Y/N... I have to tell you something.,. - you stopped and looked back at him, what does he wants to say to you so suddenly?