#minho driving everyone crazy

[ihave-atummyache]

you drive me crazy

Stray Kids Imagine

summary: things that makes the boys weak in the knees.

OT8

5.3k words

NFSW!!! 18+

(some smut but not really a smutty piece. super suggestive tho!!)

(im just gonna post this and pretend i havent been mia for weeks<3)

Bang Chan: low rise pants

Your boyfriend doesn't know exactly what it is about you in low rise pants that gets to him, but he knows he's always having to drag his eyes away from that little sliver of skin. The fact that one wrong move could have him catching a glimpse of your panties makes him feel like a horny little teenager.

The two of you decided to go out one night, just some fairly private club that you frequented together. He sat in your living room while you placed finishing touches on your outfit for the night.

It had been a while since you went out and you were super excited to wear an outfit that you had been imagining in your head for months, but you just never got the opportunity to wear it.

You slipped the cargo pants up your legs and looked yourself over in the mirror again. You look hot. The corset top you had on accentuated your chest perfectly and was low enough that only the strip of stomach just below your bellybutton is visible. You quickly grab one of your favorite necklaces, a delicate "C" pendant hang just below your collarbone and you smiled at yourself one more time before grabbing your bag and walking to the living room.

Chan glanced up from his phone while you slipped your shoes on and had to do an honest double take. You were slightly bent over and that little sliver of skin that has him wanting to bend you over every surface is exposed right to his lurking eyes. 

He stands quickly just as you straighten and approaches you from behind, pressing a kiss to the back of your shoulder. His hands find purchase on the exposed skin, his fingers sliding through your front belt loops and his thumbs rubbing over the warm skin of your hips, making goosebumps rise on your skin.

"You drive me crazy, baby," his voice is low and you let out a quiet hum when his lips brush over the back of your neck.

"I didn't do anything, Channie," you smile to yourself when you feel him smile against your skin.

"You know how much I love these pants. You're so pretty," he speaks up again, a shy chuckle following his compliment. You reach your hand back and scratch the back of his head, letting out your own chuckle.

"You compliment me too much," you tease and pull away from your boyfriend's arms to step out the door. He follows you out and his hand quick finds your hip again, holding you possessively close to his body as you make your way to the car.

It doesn't even matter if you have a little happy trail or if you're completely bare on that little spot. He just absolutely adores it. When you wear low rise pants in public, he secretly wishes you had a hickey over your hip so everyone knows that you belong to him. Or, even better in his opinion, a tattoo of his name or initial.

I imagine him being the type to be absolutely obsessed with a tramp stamp if you have one. His fingers always tracing over the lines when he’s looking at it or when he’s drilling into you from behind.

And if you happen to have a whale tail? It's over. You aren't even making it out the house. As soon as he lays eyes on the little string of your thong hanging out the top of your pants, all he wants is to pull them down your legs with his teeth and eat you out for hours.

Lee Know: flare leggings/yoga pants

Flare leggings make everyone's butt look good. It is a known fact around the world. It is also a known fact around the world that your sweet and loving boyfriend loves a good butt.

The first time Minho saw you in some black flare leggings, he didn't think much of it. You had told him earlier that you were going to a yoga class with one of your friends. Of course you would wear something along the lines of yoga pants.

You lean over and give him a quick kiss before you turn to leave and his eyes nearly pop out of his head at the sight. He was already sitting on the couch so he was essentially eye level with your ass, he had no choice but to look.

"Honey..." his voice trails off as soon as you bend over to pick up your bag from the ground, a low and involuntary groan leaving his throat. There's no way you had any underwear on and he so deeply wished he never had that thought because now his pants are significantly tighter than they were a few minutes ago.

"Yes? I need to go. What's wrong, love?" You turn to face him again. His eyes meet yours and he licks his lips before shaking his head.

"Never mind. Have fun!" He continues shaking his head, a smile cracking over his features. You eye him suspiciously before turning and heading to your yoga class.

The second time he sees you in flare leggings, you were meeting him at his house to go get some food with one of his friends and their significant other. You gently knock on the door before he opens it. His eyes immediately dart down and recognize the pants you have on, making him gulp.

You had on a cropped shirt with a cropped knit sweater and those damn black pants. You're smiling at him when his eyes finally meet yours again but his smile had quickly dropped.

"What's wrong? Did I do something?" You question, a frown taking over his features as your boyfriend clenches his jaw and shakes his head before stepping to the side to let you in. You wordlessly enter and kick your shoes off.

You sit your bag down at the table and before you even realize he's behind you, you feel a sharp slap on your ass. You jump at the sudden sting and immediately turn around. Minho's eyes only meet yours for a second before a smirk covers his face.

"You want my roommates to see you in these? I think I should burn them," He raises his eyebrows at you and you look down at your outfit, still confused before looking back up at your boyfriend.

"Min, I don't-"

"What? You're going to say you haven't noticed how amazing your ass looks in these pants when you wear them? No need to lie to me, princess. There's no way you haven't noticed," he interrupts you and you feel heat creep up your neck. You look away quickly but his hand grabs your jaw, turning you towards him before pressing a kiss to your lips.

"Mhm. Do I need to cancel our little double date so I can remind you that you're all mine? And I don't like people looking at what's mine, princess. You know that," He taunts and you blink at him a few times before shaking your head at him.

"What? You don't want me to fuck you so brainless that the only thing you remember is my name? That's so unlike you. I bet you don't even have any panties on..." he trails off, his fingertips grazing over your warm cheek before he presses his knee gently between your thighs and applies pressure to where you're pulsing in need because of his filthy words.

"We only have 20 minutes until we have to leave," you breath out and he presses against your core firmer, making a moan leave your mouth and your eyes flutter shut.

"Then you better cum quick, baby," he replies before crashing his lips against yours again.

Changbin: crop tops

Even if you have insecurities about your own belly, Changbin loves it. Whether you're soft or toned, he doesn't care. He loves rubbing his hands up your warm skin under your shirt and feeling the goosebumps rise on your skin at his gentle touch.

When you two started dating, it was quite cold so you didn't wear any crop tops around him. Once the weather finally started warming up, however, you wasted no time in whipping out the cropped shirts.

You two decided to grab brunch at a local cafe before going to the park to have a picnic since the weather had started warming up. Being spring, the air was quite cool in the morning but once you two were settling in for your picnic, the sun began to shine a bit brighter and it quickly became warmer, making you open your jacket, leaving your stomach exposed to the air.

Changbin doesn't even realize you have a crop top on until you stand and throw something away in a nearby trashcan. His eyes quickly drop to your stomach and he has to fight the smile makings it way to his face.

His sweet thoughts don't last long, however. His brain quickly morphs to the thought of the two of you last night when you whined out how he was too deep.

"I'm too deep, baby?" he teases and your eyes water slightly while you nod, placing your hand on your stomach.

"I feel like you're in my guts right now," you whine and he pushes all the way in before stopping, making you whimper.

"I am in your guts right now," he counters, a smirk on his face.

Then his thoughts quickly morph into the ending of the night when he pulled out and came on your stomach. The way your skin looked covered in his cum had him almost getting hard again.

"What are you thinking about, bun?" your sweet voice pries your boyfriend from his daydream and he blinks at you before his eyes dart down to your stomach again. You smile when you see him look. It's no secret he loves your belly.

"Why do you love my belly so much?" you smile, leaning on the table between the two of you. He mimics your position and also leans on his elbows, leaning into you.

"Why do you love mine?" he counters and you look up at the sky, as if the answer would fall from it, before making eye contact with your pretty boyfriend again.

"Touché,"  you reply and lean forward slightly before pecking his nose gently.

Even when the two of you are laying together, no matter what position you are laying in, his hands are drawing mindless shapes all over your tummy. If you're standing together in a line and you have a crop top on, his arm is either around your waist from the side or behind, his thumb drawing shapes on your warm skin and causing chills in its wake.

If you have a belly button ring, he often finds himself also fiddling with it randomly, like a fidget toy. He also loves buying you little bellybutton jewelry and of course tops that will show it off nicely.

He especially loves if you wear a crop top and he can see faint marks of himself from the night before. What some other people may see as just a small bruise on your side, he knows is the exact outline of his thumb.

He loves seeing the little red streaks on your stomach or crescent marks in your skin from him scratching at you when things get a bit intense for him to control himself.

I also see him as adoring those funny little baby tees with silly sayings on them. Would definitely buy you a baby tee that says "My bf knows how to fight" or one that says something like "Daddy's Princess" as a joke and then get completely flustered and cute and red if you ever actually wear it asdfhkkkg i love him.

Hyunjin: skirt

Okay I don't know exactly what puts this thought in my head but I just imagined Hyunjin liking a tall girl... like I just KNOW he loves a good set of long pretty legs. Honestly even if they’re short, I imagine he just likes long pretty legs.

So when he sees his lover in a skirt, their legs looking extra long and pretty, he loses his mind. He is definitely the type to absolutely worship every square inch of your body, so it is rare that you can actually wear skirts or shorts. Your thighs are usually littered with hickeys and bite marks that he is sure to replace every time they fade.

It’s honestly surprising that there isn’t an indent of his shoulders on the back of your thighs with how much time he spends with his head between your legs. Of course there ends up being evidence that he was down there.

He had been busy the past week and you guys haven’t been able to spend much time together and if you did, it was just a quick lunch during his break or you bringing him some coffee at the company or studio.

So, when your boyfriend texts you and asks if you want to come to dinner later, you practically jump up and down at the offer. When you’re getting dressed, you find a skirt that you had completely forgotten that you had and slipped it up your thighs.

You put on a cute fur cardigan and your black skirt and some comfy heels. You made yourself look extra pretty, although it would just be you, Hyunjin, and one of his hometown friends having dinner.

When Hyunjin arrived at your house to pick you up, you stepped out your door at the same time he was stepping up your stairs and he literally freezes at the sight of you. The heels you have on do something for him all in their own (we’ll save this thought for a pt 2…) and your legs look extra long in the combination.

You turn, a bright smile on your face and walk towards your pretty boyfriend. His hair has started getting longer and falling in his eyes so when you walk towards him, stopping at the step above him, you tuck his hair behind his ears and press a kiss to his forehead. He leans up and you press your lips gently against his.

His arms wrap around the top of your thighs, just under your butt and he gently lifts you, turns, and places you on the sidewalk.

“Hi, gorgeous,” he smiles against your lips and you can’t help but smile back at your cute boyfriend.

“I missed you,” you reply and he pulls back to look at your face before pressing a kiss to your temple and humming in agreement.

The entire ride to the restaurant, Hyunjin’s hand never leaves your thigh. His fingers subconsciously toy with the hem of your skirt while he tells you about his past few days and tries to catch you up on all the tea.

He doesn’t even notice your physical reaction to his hand accidentally drifting a bit higher as your skirt rides up, due to your wiggling around in your seat. He parks the car and unbuckles his seatbelt before turning his body towards you and placing both his hands on your thighs, the tips of his fingers sliding under your skirt.

He presses his lips to yours again and squeezes your thighs, making you gasp slightly into his mouth. He pulls back and looks at his hands on your thighs before settling back in his seat and getting out the car, quickly circling to open the door for you.

He holds your hand and helps you out of the car before closing the door behind you. He presses his lips to your knuckles quickly before dropping your hand and wrapping his around around your waist, settling on your hip instead.

“I’m so lucky,” he suddenly whispers and you blush. This is something you two often say to each other, both feeling equally as lucky to have each other.

He also loves skirts because of their…easy access. He is definitely the needy type that will just flip your skirt up and pull your panties to the side before fucking the daylights out of you. Whether it’s in the restroom of a restaurant or up against your front door when you’ve barely stepped inside, he likes the thought of being able to get to your pussy whenever he wants.

He loves to lay you back on the bed and eat you out with the skirt pushed up over your belly or laying over his head. He has no problems teasing you and lightly brushing his fingers against your panties at any chance he gets.

He just loves you and your pretty legs and wants to show you!

Han: thigh high socks

Han Jisung! Another one who is a sucker for pretty legs. He thinks that pretty things should be decorated, this includes your thighs.

He didn’t realize that seeing you in thigh high socks would get him going until Halloween came around. You two decided on matching costumes one night and you opted for a corny, overdone option, a sexy nurse and doctor. It was easy enough and the pictures would be cute so you both decided to do it.

Your sexy nurse costumes was complete with a pair of white fishnet thigh highs with red bows on the front of either thigh. Jisung was sat on your bed on his phone when you pulled the socks on and made your way over to your mirror. You pulled on some shoes then went to your vanity to top off your look with the perfect red lipstick.

When you leaned into the mirror, you knocked over some makeup which catches your boyfriend’s attention and he looks up from his phone at you. His view is you from the back, bent into your vanity and those thigh high socks hugging the plush of your thighs perfectly.

His throat ran dry and he gulps deeply before he catches your gaze in the mirror, already looking at him as you rub your lips together.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer,” you tease and he lets out a soft chuckle before grabbing his phone and snapping a picture of you.

“Hey!” You sit up straight and turn to face him, your hands on your hips, “I was joking!” you smile and make your way towards him. When you place a knee on the bed, his eyes drop back down to the lace hugging the top of your legs.

“Mm. I need to update my jacking off material. You looked a little too good bent over the desk with these on,” he grazes his fingers over the bows of your socks then around the lace then over the fishnets. You pull your other leg up on the bed, careful to leave your shoes off the comforter and place your hands around his neck.

“Oh? You like them Dr, Han?” You tease and he lets out another chuckle, looking up at your face again. That damn lipstick wasn’t making it any easier to not want to fuck you right now and forget about the whole Halloween party.

“I like everything you wear. You could come out in a parka or a burlap sack and I would still get hard,” he confesses and turns his head, pressing a kiss to the inside of your wrist.

“What do you like about them?” You ask, innocence lacing your tone, driving him even crazier.

“I’m thinking about how this material would feel on my cock. Especially when you start begging me to stop fucking your thighs and fuck you instead,” he places another kiss, slightly higher up your forearm, “I’m thinking about how this fishnet would feel on either side of my head,” another kiss against the inside of your elbow, then another kiss on your bicep before pulling back to look up at you.

Despite you instigating him originally, you feel yourself turn beet red at his words. He has a dirty, correction: filthy, mouth and he knows exactly how to use it to get you going (in more ways than one).

Jisung loves the way your thighs spill out the top of thigh highs when you sit down. The material barely containing your soft flesh and he just want to bite down on the skin.

If you ever have them on when you two start getting hot and heavy, the socks stay on (bc ur not gay). He rubs himself against the material, sometimes able to cum even if you aren’t there with the help of the sock.

Sometimes, when he’s extra needy, he’ll grab the sock from your hamper or drawer and wrap it around his cock before jacking off. He always feels like a creep afterwards but its the best way he has found to get release when he’s super pent up.

He tries to keep it a secret and you don’t have the heart to tell your cute little perv of a boyfriend that you know. Until, he is going away for a while on tour and opens his suit case to a pair of his favorite thigh highs, the ones from halloween, and a note in your handwriting.

Enjoy, my baby. Send me videos<3

Felix: lace

Okay let me explain. I imagine Felix just being an absolute horny little guy who also enjoys the classics. He LOVES a good set of lingerie. Which slowly turned to him just loving lace. When he sees you in a lace, corset top it doesn’t take much for his imagination to run wild.

Then when you had the audacity to show up to a party with a lace top and leather pants, he thought he was going to have an actual aneurysm. The combination of the leather and lace had him imagining he had just walked into his dream porno, you as the star.

The top was corset style and looked a little too similar to lingerie. When he asked you where you got it from and you leaned into him to whisper that you had ordered it online from a sex shop, he thoughts he was going to cum on the spot.

He could barely keep his hands off of you all night. It only worsened when you had returned to his side after a bout of dancing with some of your friends. His eyes followed a single drop of sweat that rolled down your neck and disappeared down the valley of your breasts and behind your lace shirt. That you ordered…from a sex shop.

When you two had gone shopping and you insisted he come into the dressing room with you, he didn’t think anything of it. You two usually did join each other in fitting rooms and bathrooms visits, call it separation anxiety.

You pulled your shirt over your head and Felix immediately cussed under his breath, making your brow drop to a frown as you threw your shirt to his lap.

“What?” you question and grab the new shirt, pulling it down and turning in the mirror a few times before Felix finally replies to you.

“You’re so fucking hot. Do you realize that? It’s taking everything in my power to not ask you to ride me right here, right now,” he suddenly says and you freeze before slowly turning to face him.

“Oh?” You question, a teasing smirk on your lips as you pull the shirt over your head again and his eyes drop to the black lace bralette again. It doesn’t have much liner and it isn’t helping that he can see your nipples through the bra too. Now that he knew what was under your hoodie, he wouldn’t be able to focus for the rest of your day together.

“Yeah. You know how I get when I see you in lace like this,” his voice is low, cautious that nobody outside the fitting room can hear your conversation. You walk towards him and place both hands on his shoulders.

He immediately leans forward and pops the bra against your skin with his teeth. There’s a light knock on the door and you pull away to continue trying on your clothes.

“Oops. Lets save this for when we get home, mister,” you tease and wink at him before pulling down your shorts, your panties match your bra and he groans again, making you smirk to yourself.

What finally sends him over the edge is when his phone vibrates beside him while he’s on a water break. It’s like you can sense when he’s on break and you always text him at the perfect time.

Sunshine: what do ya think? (: <link>

Felix’s jaw might as well have unhinged with how far it fell. The link took him to a site with a baby blue lingerie set. It was all lace with a few flowers strategically embroidered. He had to take a deep breath and stare at the picture for a while, trying his best to not get hard.

Sunshine: left on read? no likey?

The notification pops up at the tops of his screen and he realizes that he hasn’t replied to you after practically instantly reading your message.

Lixieee: i dont like. i love. i’m hard now. thanks<3

You simply loved the message and placed the order, excited for your new set to come in.

Seungmin: spandex shorts/biker shorts

It isn’t anything crazy and Seungmin swears he isn’t a perv. He just knows his baby is hot and knows what you have the capability of doing to him. He’s just a little obsessed with you.

You two were still best friends when he realized he had a thing for you in these tight little shorts. You had came to his house to just hangout. You weren’t looking too special, opting for some biker shorts and a hoodie and pulling your hair up into a messy updo.

He opens the door and you immediately hold your hand out to him, handing him the coffee you had picked up for him on the way.

“Hey, cutie,” you tease and step into his house before sliding your sneakers off and heading towards the living room. With your back turned, he got the opportunity to sneak a peak at your ass.

The biker shorts you had on left practically nothing to the imagination and he actually thinks he felt his heart stop when you bent over and he could make out the shape of your most private area through the shorts.

Okay maybe he was a perv.

“I like those shorts,” he comments and steps into the room before settling on the couch. You quickly plop down next to him.

“These shorts are a hit,” you comment nonchalantly and he looks over at you, waiting for you to elaborate. You chuckle and take a sip of your coffee.

“I wore these to the gym the other day with when I hit legs with Binnie and he said the same thing,” you reply and Seungmin feels himself clench his jaw at the thought of someone else looking at you the same way he had just been.

And you hit legs with him? Does that mean that he saw you squatting in these tight little shorts. Does that mean that he also saw you bending over the same way he just had? Had Changbin also made out the shape of your sweet cunt the same way he had? He turns away from you again to face the front.

You grab his arm and push it up to the back of the couch, scooting close to him and laying your legs over his thigh that was closest to you.

“What? Jealous?” you tease and Seungmin chuckles humorlessly at the accusation.

“Extremely.” He deadpans and glances over at you, your smile dropping at his confession.

“W-Why is that?” He threw you off with actually confessing to being jealous. You were used to him just teasing you back and you two bickering endlessly but never this.

“Because he got to see what’s mine,” he replies and shrugs and you open your mouth to reply but can’t think of the right words to say as a blush creeps up your neck at his words.

You definitely lose any sense of words when his hand drops to your bare thigh and starts kneading at the flesh. His hand creeps a little closer to your core and your legs fall apart slightly, granting him access. He lets out a laugh at how pliable you’re being and leans forward, setting his coffee on the table in front of you.

“No objections to that statement?” he raises his eyebrows at you and you snap your mouth closed before shaking your head.

“You can’t use your words, pup?” The nickname wasn’t anything new from him but the way his hand was rubbing your upper thigh and the way he is slowly leaning into you had your heart racing even more.

“Kiss me,” you command instead and he complies, leaning forward and pressing his lips to yours.

I.N: his clothes

Maybe it’s his possessive side but when Jeongin sees you in his clothes, his brain goes haywire. Sometimes he thinks you look so cute, especially if the clothes are swallowing you up. But sometimes, it makes him want to kiss you until you can’t breathe.

The first time you wore his clothes, it was completely unintentional. You two had just started dating and hadn’t taken many big steps in your relationship. So it was much to your, and Jeongin’s, surprise when you drunkenly called him while out with your friends.

You were practically begging him to come pick you up because you missed him and he couldn’t help but comply. He pulled up to the bar and you quickly made your way outside and sat down in his warm car. You smelled like straight liquor and vomit and Jeongin’s nose scrunched at the smell before he looked over at you.

“I didn’t throw up. I swear. Some stranger threw up on me and my friends didn’t want to leave yet. Can we go back to your house? I don’t have my keys…” you caught yourself about to ramble and trailed off but Jeongin just giggled at you.

“Of course,” he replies and put the car in drive before making his way to his house. Once you got there you asked if you could take a shower and borrow some clothes and he readily agreed. He sat out some shorts and a t shirt on the sink while you were in the shower and stepped back out to wait on you.

When you entered his room, he had to do everything in his power to not get hard. He had given you one of his comfiest t shirts, which also meant it was huge and it literally went almost down to your elbows.

“Come on, drunky,” he teases and lifts the blanket next to him. You blush and crawl into the bed next to him. He hands you a bottle of water and you take a few sips before handing it back to him and settling into his side.

“I’m sorry. Is this weird for you? If it is, I can go home. I know you want to take things slow but I don’t know how you feel about-”

“Y/n. Sweetheart,” he interrupts you and you snap your mouth shut, waiting for him to continue. He grabs under your chin and leans down, pressing his lips to yours. He tastes his toothpaste on your lips and for some reason, that also gets him going. The thought that if anyone else were to taste your lips, that they would taste like him.

“You look so pretty in my clothes,” he pulls away to say against your lips and you chuckle before leaning in to kiss him once more.

The way that you two got caught in your relationship was actually because of a tiny little detail. It stemmed from the two of you sharing clothes.

He had gotten a custom bracelet made for himself that was literally one of a kind in the world. You had gotten dressed up to go out and forgotten to put on a bracelet at your house so you asked your boyfriend if he could bring you one to make your outfit better. He agreed of course and later when you posted pictures on social media (pc: innie), you had the bracelet on. Stay was quick to zoom in and notice that it was the same custom bracelet that Jeongin usually wore.

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Lee Minho or Lino thoughts

Bf!Minho who grabs your face during a misunderstanding and you start mumbling all upset telling you to “speak up” looking you dead in your eyes

Bf!Minho who isn’t having it when you refuse to eat when your period starts and you’re feeling icky

Bf!Minho who doesn’t hesitate making you a healthy breakfast, making sure you’re hydrated and fed always

Bf!Minho who loves to squish you everywhere because “you’re so fucking soft” and it drives him a little bit crazy

Bf!Minho that teases you to no end but is on edge when someone else does it

Bf!Minho who is always focused on your pleasure and happiness in the bedroom but won’t hesitate to get strict or rough if it’s what you need

Bf!Minho that calls you “baby” or “princess” because he knows he spoils you to no end and it’s starting to get very obvious to everyone around

Bf!Minho who watches lovingly as you have a conversation with the other kids

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SYNOPSIS  : things skz hyung line love about their chubby partner

PLAYLIST : ripples - beabadoobee ; touch tank - quinnie

PAIRING(S) : bf!skz hyung line x gender neutral reader

WARNING(S) : mentions of insecurity, skirts ( not necessarily feminine in my eyes ), i think thats all??

note : ah hi !!! sorry this took so long to get out, a maknae line version should be up soon as well ! i hope you enjoy !! ( and to the others that sent in reqs, those should be up soon as well, this week has been crazy for me ☹️. anyway, you can expect it sometime this week !! )

channie:

— loves coming home to you already asleep and all cozy. you’re the best thing for his insomnia, your cute little snores lull him right to sleep. after washing up, he’ll slide into bed next to you. his hands naturally find the soft skin of your thighs and plush tummy. rubbing down your soft skin till he reaches your knee and back up again. he’ll trail up your arm to your collarbones until he reaches your jaw. brushing stray hairs from your face, he leaves kisses in their wake. you slowly stir awake.

“ channie? ” your voice is so sweet, a little hoarse from the sleep. it’s only now you realize you fell asleep while waiting for him. you hate how late he stays in the studio, perfecting and nit-picking his already beyond-perfect work. you’ll always admire how hard-working he is but that doesn’t take away from how desperately you wish he was home more.

“ mmm, hi my love, ” he giggles. words can’t describe how lucky he feels knowing he gets to love you.

— he loves how you’re almost oblivious to how much everyone adores you. you just have this energy that seeps into other people, you’re so unapologetically yourself and it’s sosososo attractive.

— loves buying you new clothes that match his so when you go out, everyone knows his pretty baby is all his <33

minho:

— he is the thigh guy ever. he loves to lay with his head between your soft thighs while he does something mindless like scrolling on his phone, turning his head to leave soft kisses on your skin. sometimes he’ll get too much cuteness aggression from hearing you recall your day and leave a gentle bite in place of the kiss, soothing it with a peck when you squeal.

“ minho! ” your voice cracks a bit but he just starts laughing, smoothing over the bite mark with a kiss.

“ ‘m sorry, you’re just so cute. “ he puts his head back to look up at you admiring your features, despite them being upside down from this angle. you’re so pretty, his personal paradise. whenever work and his mind becomes too much, you’re his getaway. his escape.

“ anyways, so then she- “ you continue to talk about the girl at your favorite coffee shop and he just watched you, love practically seeping from his eyes. you’ll never grasp just how much he adores you but he can hope you understand at least a bit of it.

— he loves how cute you look with his initials around your neck or on the bracelet he bought, pressed against your pretty wrist. he would probably pass out if you ever wore thigh jewelry, a little m adorning his most favorite part of you.

— always has his hand on your thigh while he drives, squeezing along to the music or whenever he needs to remind himself that you’re all his. he gets to have you like no one else does. ( what did i say, he’s the thigh guy ever. )

changbin: 

— hear me out, your arms. he’s so obsessed with how they wrap around him, grounding him and protecting him from all things stressful.

“ oh, hi bin- “ your sentence is cut off as he lifts you into his arms, burying his sweaty face into your neck before leaving a kiss there that makes you squirm. he had just got done at the gym. it was obvious he couldn’t wait to see you by the way he practically tackled you.

he’ll just laugh into your neck before pulling back to look at you, still holding you in his arms. his hair is curly and his cheeks are flushed. you’ll never get over how perfect he always looks, especially now. it feels like he’s reading your mind when he says,

“ you’re so perfect, you know that? “ he praises. something you’ll never know is that he thinks about you the way you think about him. you’re so flawless to him, everything about you is worth worshipping in his eyes.

“ …okay, i love you binnie but you’re sooo sweaty “ he finally breaks out of the trance you have him in but only to sulk.

“ ahh, why doesn’t my baby love me!? “ he exclaims and once you finally get out of his tight hold, it’s not for long. he’ll chase you around your shared apartment and once he finally gets his hands on you, prepare for endless kisses littered across your face <3

— he would LOVE it if you were stronger than him. he finds it so attractive if he could go head to head with him in the gym, his competitive side on full display. but he also loves being stronger than you, picking you up like you weigh nothing, and having you in his lap. he knows you might worry about being too heavy but you are such a big reason why he works so hard in the gym. he just loves being strong for you.

— he’s honestly such a show off. he just likes the idea of you never having to lift a finger, and doing everything for you without you ever having to say the word. you want water? it’s already by the bed in your favorite cup. you’re hungry? he’s already in line at your favorite restaurant before you can even text him. his acts of service love language is coming on strong.

binnie bonus!!!

— he’s another one who loves to see you in cute outfits, he adores your fashion sense so you usually do the outfit picking for the two of you. whether it be a skirt on a cute pair of shorts or some plain jeans, he’s so in love with how it all fits you. 

hyunjin:

— everything about your body. just the way you move and the way you fit against him perfectly is enough to send him into a rant about his adoration for you. to him, your body is art, perfectly constructed and molded into something that not even the most time-consuming sculptures can replicate. you are art, so of course you make your way into his.

“ hyunjin, i’m starting to cramp. ” you whine. he has so many doodles of you that he’s done from picture references but now, it’s time for the real thing. despite your complaints, he takes his sweet time.

“ just a little longer love, i’m almost done. “ he whispers, making small strokes of his pencil in his sketch pad. it really shouldn’t have taken him this long but he keeps getting distracted. you’re posted all pretty for him, holding the flowers he bought you. you’re just such a sweet sight and he can’t seem to tear his eyes away from you, even if it is for a few seconds.

before he can tell you he’s done, he’s getting up and planting a kiss on your lips. having to resist touching you for so long should be a crime. just watching you be so effortlessly beautiful and not being able to show you that he’s thinking that was torture. you’re made to be loved and he’s made to carry that mission out. 

— couple pictures!!! loves taking cute pictures on your dates or going to especially pretty places to snap especially pretty pictures of you. he loves simple outfits that look good on both of you, blue jeans and white button-ups. some of his favorite pictures are of the two of you in that exact outfit, playing in fields of flowers or walking around the pretty streets of a new part of town. his wallpaper is actually of you lying in the flowers <3

— he loves to hold your waist when you’re cooking or washing dishes. whenever he’s teasing you he’ll pinch you softly. it always ends in him being splashed with water and forced to flee the kitchen to escape your playful slaps.

thank u for reading !! again, please send me any feedback or critiques you have !! this was so fun to write <3

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notes: Minho reading It Ends with Us :’((

BANGCHAN was anything but calm. him and the kids had been practicing endlessly in preparation for Stray Kids’ newest stage coming up, but Chris couldn’t help but feel nervous. somehow, the uneasiness that he simply wasn’t good enough was eating him alive. “welcome home baby.” you greeted as he dropped his bag on the table, surprised to see your lover back so early—having expected him to be cooped up in the studio instead. you didn’t need a reply, the exhausted look in his eyes told you enough. opening your arms for a hug, he practically melted into your warmth, even picking you up to carry you to the couch. “you’ve worked so hard lately.. come here.” the sweet lulling of your voice entranced him as his head rested comfortably on your chest, now snuggled on the sofa. the leader was out once your fingers found their way into massaging his scalp, already heavy eyes finally closing with a satisfied sigh. “..love you so much….” he mumbled ever so quietly, but you heard it.

MINHO happily took time spending his lazy Saturday reading a book, the glasses sitting on his nose so refined was driving you crazy; who was currently gawking at just how attractive your boyfriend looked. he had to have seen you from a distance, but hasn’t spoke up just yet. taking the opportunity, you snuck behind him, head peering over his shoulder. “what book?” yet an unfazed Minho hummed, “It Ends with Us.” to which you sport a pout—no less scanning the words on the page. “such a romantic.” the grumble apparently goes unnoticed for a moment, carding your hands through the soft brown locks you adore oh so much. well in summary, your words didn’t go unnoticed. your boyfriend leaning his head back suddenly with curious eyes. “what was that?” you gulped, the close proximity catching you off guard. however it didn’t take you long to break into a grin, switching to hold his face. “i said, you’re such a romantic.” his dark orbs seemed to light up at this, plush lips puckering to ask for kiss. you lean forward, but jerk back at the last second, running away. “yah! Y/N!~” the pitiful whine causes laughter to echo in the household, that big baby.

CHANGBIN lay sprawled on the studio’s couch, deep asleep whilst you were doing the same—cozied between his legs while the rapper snored quietly. what’s exactly the story to this predicament? easy. 3racha was editing a track, the three busy-bee’s accompanied by you who wanted to watch the process even after being warned it was tiring by your beloved boyfriend, Changbin. he wasn’t wrong, and as time passed you found yourself obsessing over your boyfriends hair. so moldable and cute. a perfect fit for him. moving into his lap you busied yourself tying pig tails with soft pink hair ties, squealing with glee. this was another kind of happiness only achievable when Changbin was involved. by the fourth hour everyone was void of emotion, absolutely smoked. you’d already fallen asleep against Changbin, head tucked in his chest and he couldn’t help but follow along soon after. marking the end of the story, and sleepy 3racha + Y/n dozing in the studio. rest assured Leeknow had quite a few pictures to use against you later.

HYUNJIN’s lives had you by the throat. lives as in vlives, the app where you stumbled on an old live of Hyunjin tying his black locks into two pigtails. your hand flying to cover the massive smile adorning your face, stretching at your cheeks. Hyunjin, who happened to be sitting beside you taking a break from his practicing leaned his head down to gaze at your face due to the sudden gasp—adorable brows furrowed with confusion. that is, until he realized you were smiling. being the weasel he was, he couldn’t help but be curious. “what is it?” peering over your shoulder, his face gradually became as red as the thunderous m/v outfits. just as he anticipated, puppy-dog eyes stared up at him, “can i…?” you wiggled in your seat excitedly, unable to contain your grin. with a heavy sigh, your boyfriend hunched in his seat, allowing you to do whatever you’d like with his hair. nonetheless, the pout on his lips when Han walked in and started laughing maniacally was priceless.

HAN stumbled through the doorway with 3racha following behind, eager for a chance to relax at your place after a long day of producing. “You know the drill boys, eat what you want but you have to clean up after yourselves.” Changbin huddled himself in your arms, whispering a cute, “hi noona” before Han hogged you to himself. Chan only graced you with a smile and coddled the dwaekki to your living room, giving you and Jisung time. “Hi Jisungie, how was your day?” Whatever he answered was muffled as he shoved his face into your chest with a soft sigh—stirring giggles. Now seated atop the counter with Jisung smiling up at you, you couldn’t help but run your fingers through his messy locks, round eyes gazing up at you with adoration. “My day was great since I get to admire how pretty you are when I get home.” The precious moment suddenly interrupted by “ewww!!!” sounding from the other two occupying your flat. “Yah!”

FELIX was always a hard worker, you knew that of course—but watching him practice helped prove that point ten-fold. When he’d walk towards you with sweat-dappled skin and a squishy grin, you voluntary readied the hair-band on your wrist. As if on instinct the bbokari would kneel down so you could tie his growing hair into a cute ponytail from your place on the couch. God, you were definitely his favorite part of practice. “Do you need anything else?” You asked, eyes dancing to read his facial expression. “A kiss.” The sly boy puckered his lips teasingly, leaning down to capture your lips momentarily. No less the cock of a brow Chan sent you made your face red along with the wolf whistles by none other than Han and Hyunjin. Thankfully Jeongin patted your head reassuring, but that shit-eating smile made you think otherwise.

SEUNGMIN continuously spent his time soaking in your highly focused face, seemingly amazed by him getting his hair dyed for Stray Kids’ new comeback. Your open mouth and unblinking eyes reminded him of a toddler entranced by cartoons on TV. “Interested?” His silvery voice dragged you from your dreamscape, blinking repeatedly. “‘Looks soft.. I wanna play with it.” Your response immediately dissipated the snarky comment he was preparing, utterly breaking his heart. He knew he wouldn’t hear the end of it if the members saw his heart-eyes while staring at you. Clearing his throat quickly, he corrected, “It’s probably rough from dying it.” Seungmin watched you rise from your chair, hands curling into his dark roots—leaving a kiss there. “No it’s soft. Seungmin soft. Plus, it smells like you.” His brows knitted, ignoring the flush climbing up his neck to his ears. “What do I smell like?” Oh no. Not that smile. “Seungmin.”

JEONGIN is a pouty baby. Even his hyung’s agree. Well, considering today’s festivities. Walking into JYP’s building should not have caused such chaos, at least on a regular day. However today was not a regular day. His pink hair, resembling that of an apple stem sat perched comfortably atop his head. Much to your delight. “BAHAHA—Chan hyung come here!” Leeknow cackled, unable to continue working on their choreo thanks to the blessed sight. Naturally, Chan came, along with the others(much to Jeongin’s dismay). Therefore, Jeongin’s new name was now apple head(사과머리) as Felix filled you in through FaceTime. Further more, his hyung’s might’ve just died when Jeongin told them his real reason for showing up with his hairstyle. Apparently you’d tied it like that this morning before he left, looking too proud of your work just for him to take it down. Basically wife him up.

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[straykids-gives-me-life]

Dating Stray Kids (hyung line + hyunjin)

⩤ Chan ⩥

he would be such a good bf.

looking after you to the extreme when you're sick, cuddling you whenever he has the chance, kisses on your forehead.

he's happy when he's with you... most of the time.

it's very rare that he bring his problems to you as he thinks that he is being a burden.

there is nothing better for him than you.

if he's having a bad day, just one kiss from you makes it all better.

and the s e x.

immaculate is all I can say.

he would appreciate you and your body so much that his eyes are literal hearts when he touches you.

he is such a sucker for you.

⩤ Minho ⩥

everyone thinks he'd be such a grumpy person but when he's with you, he's the exact opposite.

you mean everything to this man and believe me when I say that he is obsessed with being near you.

whether that's cuddling, kissing, holding you for no reason, he loves it.

his kisses are so gentle but filled with so much love.

he isn't one for PDA but he won't say no to holding your hand or giving you small kisses on the top of your head.

the s e x with minho is like no other.

he can either be gentle or rough, however you want it.

usually he doms but on the rare occasion, he'll let you dom him.

⩤ Changbin ⩥

this man's muscles.

that's all I have to say.

he will show off how strong he is at any given moment.

from picking you up or simply opening a jar (ngl sometimes even he struggles with the jars)

he will never say no to you going crazy over his arms.

this man's thighs too ;)

despite all of this, he will literally hold onto you whenever you sit down.

it doesn't matter where you are or who can see (unless he's live obviously) he will cuddle you.

he's a sucker for your tits too.

whether he holds them, sucks on them or even lays his head on them and doses off.

if he can't sleep that is exactly what he will do.

he is such a sweetheart in bed too.

stopping before he moves on to ask if you're still okay and comfortable.

but can still fuck your brains out :)

⩤ Hyunjin ⩥

this man is so pretty.

and you make sure he knows that.

tbf he makes sure you know that.

he drives you up the fucking wall with how pretty he is.

hyunjin will never deny it either.

"my man is so pretty"

"I know"

he will be so lovey-dovey with you no matter where you are.

sat in a café? he'll kiss you.

waiting in a line? he'll give you a hug.

back hugs from hyunjin>>>>

it doesn't matter how busy either of you are, it is his daily routine to come up behind you and wrap his arms around your waist.

^ love that btw.

now... I know most of the time he doesn't look like the type but-

this man.

will be a literal animal in bed.

like how will be pinning your hands above your head and will go from an angel to a devil in a heartbeat.

you love it tho <3

[hwan-g]

route 66. BANG CHAN — 방찬

pair. dom!chan x f. reader | warnings. language, filthy talk, degradation, rough sexual intercourse, unprotected sex, exhibitionism, slight daddy kink, angst, anger issues, manipulation, mentions of violence, mentions of cheating | word count. 2.8k | for @skzseasons !S week

tags. @ughbehavior, @cb97percent, @hyuneater, @lix-ables, @byskzfilms, @danyxthirstae01, @enluc &lt;3

synopsis. you should’ve known, the moment you’d enter route 66, you’d be his. chan isn’t a generous man—he doesn’t share well.

He spots you across the room.

Chan would find you with his eyes closed, amongst a hundred people. Your body called out to him like nothing else. Many times, he’s had you underneath him, begging—for him, for what he can give you. For what he does give you, without a second thought, all you want, if you behave.

And you do. You’re such a good girl for him, every time. But you’re not his.

He can feel his anger burning in ripples through him—that motherfucker is with you, his hands on you like he has a goddamn claim on you. Chan was sure—if it came down to it, you’d drop that fucking prick in a heartbeat. What Chan also knows—he’s not good for you. He’d never let you ruin your life to be with someone like him.

He averts his gaze, the thought of you being in his club, his blood, sweat and tears, with another man driving him fucking insane with need—to fucking ruin you. Show you who the fuck you’re disrespecting.

Minho was working the bar, making drinks silently, studying his boss, but most importantly—his friend. You’d gone earlier to greet him and pay for two Long Island’s. He knew you brought your boy toy on purpose, had witnessed the fight between you and Chan two weeks ago.

You both were extremely possessive, hotheaded, and would probably never be a complete match. But, fuck, if you two weren’t entirely crazy about each other. The fact you’d come to tease Chan like this, knowing exactly how he’d react, was proof enough.

His boss neared the counter, keeping an eye on the customers. If the customers were you and no one else. Still, Minho couldn’t fault him. This game had been going on for way too long—one of you was bound to crack. He just wishes he doesn’t have to involuntarily witness the inevitable explosion.

“Make sure she doesn’t get too drunk,” Chan growls over the music to the purple haired man.

Minho nods, mixing a Cosmo. “Cool it, yeah? We don’t need a repeat. You got a full house tonight.”

Chan glares at him but says nothing. His eyes say it all—just do as you’re fucking told. Minho chuckles, amused.

“I hope she breaks your fucking heart, Bang Chan,” he mutters, staring straight at him. His friend could fool everyone else around him, but Minho knew him the best of all.

You’d destroyed him for any other girl. He’d never get over you, no matter how many times you screwed his heart over. Because he didn’t even have to admit to it—Chan had it fucking bad. Before you, he couldn’t seem to give a single fuck about any of these other women. As soon as you stepped foot on Route, he was done for. Absolutely. It was written all over him.

Chan was scheming. How to get that leech off you? He’d have to get Changbin involved, probably say some shit to get him all riled up. All he needed was to get you alone. Bury his cock in you and have you scream his name. He’d been aching—to hear it from your mouth, the way your lips wrapped around the sound of it. The thought of it alone, got him rock hard. Fuck, he needed a drink. He needed a taste of your cunt; he craved his arms wrapped tightly around your thighs as he fucked you with his tongue.

But you deserved none of that tonight. What you did deserve—a rough fuck against a goddamn wall. Perhaps that would pacify you, make you stop messing with his goddamn mind. His palms were itching for a fight.

A devilish grin spread across his face. Maybe if he beat that little boyfriend of yours to a pulp—maybe then you’d learn not to fuck with him. How fucking dare you come to his club dragging along that scum with you?

Chan wasn’t an unreasonable man. He didn’t just hate him because he warmed your bed every night. No, him and that asshole go way back. His face alone made Chan’s blood boil.

And the fucking way you danced on him. He hadn’t realized how tight his grip on the bar stool was, until the tips of his fingers went numb. Your ass was rubbing all over him, the black tiny fucking dress barely covering anything. You might as well be naked for everyone to see—and you knew it, gave everyone a good fucking show with your wining hips and head thrown back on another man’s chest.

No, Chan may be worth shit all, but he’d never let you get away with something like this. His girl, flashing her panties for strangers? Plump breasts spilling over a microscopic piece of cloth? He’d bruise your fucking ass for that, teach you who’s supposed to be seeing that slutty body of yours.

“Say, Bang Chan, ain’t that your girl?” Changbin nodded over at you. He’d barely switched from door duty—Seungmin was to take over after midnight.

“Does that fucking whore look like she’s anything to me?” He was absolutely seething, barely containing himself from pouncing on you, and dragging you away.

Then, he could kill that son of a bitch on the spot, something he should’ve done the first time he crossed him.

Changbin sensed the murderous intent. “Do you want me to start some shit, man? Just say the word, boss.”

Chan put his fist over his mouth, weighing his options. He’s a calculating man first and foremost, but safe to say, all reason goes out the window with you. And what was he risking, anyway? Nothing. He owns this fucking place—whatever he says goes. He can do whatever the fuck he wants. Isn’t that why he refused to work for others?

“Fuck it,” he grunted, lunging forward. Changbin followed, lifting his sleeves up, and cracking his knuckles.

They hadn’t fought like this in a while.

Chan was first to throw the punch, his friend holding your boyfriend down as Chan shot his hand out, forcing you behind him. You screamed, hitting his back, pulling on his shirt, scratching the sides of his face.

“Let him go, Chan! What the fuck?”

All the motherfucker did was fall on the floor, moaning like a little bitch. What could you possibly see in him? He’s a weak, pathetic excuse of a man—a good for nothing piece of shit, that needs to be taught a fucking lesson.

Felix is in a fucking wheelchair because of him, and his piss poor driving skills. He didn’t even have the decency to fucking stop. A hit and run. When he got identified, all Chan could see was red.

And now he gets to have you? What if he hurts you too? That. That he couldn’t possibly risk.

A crowd had gathered around them, phones out, shouting encouraging exclaims, eating the whole thing up. Chan spit on the bloody man’s face, leaving Changbin to finish him off.

Turning to look at you, your blood froze. His eyes had gone completely black, the red neon lights hitting him sharply, giving the illusion of the Devil. Handsome, deadly.

“Is this who you want?” he raised his voice at you, gripping your arm tightly. “Do you even know what kind of a man he is?”

Your brows furrowed, anger flashing through you like lightning. “He can’t be worse than you! Let me fucking go,” you snapped, trying to pry your arm off his fingers.

Was it… hurt? Something passed in his eyes, before he chuckled— a dry, humorless thing, and dragged you away from the crowd, turning left to the hall where the bathrooms are located.

Your back hit the wall, as he slammed you on it. Chan towered over you, his broad shoulders menacing in a way that made you press your thighs together. His gaze swept your entire body, checking for any injuries. Slowly, his fingers lifted the strap of your dress back to its place, his eyes slowly locking with yours.

His breathing was hard, and labored, sweat coating his forehead, light brown hair sticking to it. A vision that crawled its way up from Hell. You smiled up at it, hand lifting to rest on his cheek. He saw it, then.

The intent. Your plan had worked.

“You fucking slut,” he leered.

“I have to say, Bang Chan—you’re quite predictable.”

A warning, then. His entire body alert, closing around you, fingers stripping the necklace from your neck, his hand replacing it, squeezing exactly right. His gaze was intoxicating, piercing through you with lethal need. He was looking to hurt.

“Take that shit off,” he snickered. “It’s fucking fake. If you were my girl…” his jaw tightened.

His hands left your skin for a moment, unclasping the chain around his neck, before passing it over and around your neck, letting it fall just above your breasts. Real silver, crystals adorning parts of it.

“Wear it for me, will you? Fifteen thousand, right there. Let me see you.”

Your arms hooped around his thick neck, bringing him closer. His hands fell to your waist, groping, eyes undressing. For a moment, you thought he’d turn all soft for you, lean in for a kiss. Instead, he smirked. And turned you around, pressing your face against the wall, fingers buried in your hair.

“Ask me,” he growled in your ear. “Ask me to fuck you, baby girl. I know you like it rough. How about I take you over his fucking corpse, let him hear the way your scream for my fucking cock? Huh?”

You laughed manically, immobile and loving it. His hands bared your ass to him, dainty panties ripped off your body in an instant. You moaned at his manhandling, wanting more of it, feeling your pussy getting wet for him. Chan could have you in the palm of his hand if he wanted to. The fact that he was allowing you the freedom to mock him, must play into the little fantasy he has of you being a fucking whore, and him the victim that fell prey to your witch ways.

You were terrible, you never denied it. You were a cheater, and a manipulator. You’d also never felt so strongly about anyone else before in your life. The way you feel about Chan—its gasoline. It’s a lit matchstick in a gas station.

“Fucking answer me, you goddamn bitch.” He landed a slap, and then another, relentless, each touch stinging. But welcome—so very welcome.

“You hate me, don’t you? How I make you feel? Show me, daddy,” your tone was innocent, but your intention was anything but. You clenched around nothing, your cunt feeling entirely too empty.

“Oh, keep fucking testing me, baby girl, I will rip you open.” His mouth ghosted over your ear, his breath sending goosebumps down your arms.

You knew the name would send him over the edge. It’s what you wanted.

The music drowned out everything again. Chan looked over at the main floor, mood lights turning purple, the hall then, by default, getting darker as he grabbed his leaking cock, pumping himself to the shadow of your semi naked body. His hand kept you in place, thoughts rushing in a jumbled mess. He wanted to tear you apart, make you feel the pain you’ve put him through, make you understand—that you belong to him, that your cunt was made for him, that he needs to be between your legs like he needs oxygen to breathe. But also—

That you should stop this, now. That he meant every word he said. That chain is yours now, if you take him, if you’re up for the challenge as he thinks you are. You’re a wildcat, wanting nothing more than to play. He could give that to you. He could give you a lot of things.

With no warning, he put his hand over your stomach, bending you so that your ass was flash against his shaft. Then, in one swift move, he bottomed out in your cunt, hand getting lost in your hair again. And you felt like you always felt—pure fucking paradise, your pussy enveloping him, your hands scrambling to hold onto the wall, knees shaking. He could feel everything; your wetness dripping down your thighs, the way you screamed as his cock teared through your entrance. His movements grew quicker, sharper, drilling into you, fingers digging into the sides of your hips, fucking you dumb, the stretch feeling amazing, for him, for him, for him—

“Say my fucking name,” he demanded leaning on you, lips on your shoulder blade. “Look at you—a fucking mess. My fucking mess.”

“Make me cum, please, please make me cum, fuck—please.”

He tells himself—it’s because you said please, it’s because you asked nicely, it’s because you can cheat, and patronize, and ruin every inch of him, but the trust you have on him for this one thing, the way he could always bring you release, the way he’d carved in you—he couldn’t betray that. But your brat behavior wouldn’t just pass over his head, he had to show you he wasn’t to be messed with. Especially by you, especially because it’s you.

“Say—my— name, (Y/N),” he paused all movement, hovering over your body. “Say it, or I’m walking away.”

You huffed, your limbs shaking, and backed your hips. One hand came down hard on your ass, the other gripping the nape of your neck. You stilled, heart leaping out of your chest. You were trapped. Completely.

“Chan—please.”

“Please what?”

“You’re going to make me spell it out?” You half turned your head, glancing behind you in desperation. Tears stained your cheeks, already missing the friction of his cock.

“If I have to, baby. I got all night.” His tip teased you, slowly slipping in and out of you in an excruciating pace, that was so unlike him.

“Fuck you,” you spat, fighting his hold.

“Your boyfriend might be looking for you, sweetheart. Should I call him over, hm? Show him how to fuck a whore like you?”

“Do whatever the fuck you want. Just move,” you screamed, stomping your heel, crying out.

He did. He did, because he, himself, could not stand it anymore. He resumed his speed like he’d never stopped pounding into you. And it was bliss, it was mercy, it was fucking in its truest form, filthy and sweaty, bodies smacking together, taking and taking, pulling and pushing, begging and pleading and goddamn your body, you fucking bitch, you have me by the balls. He wanted to kill you for the way you made him feel, his mind lost, half of him gone, digging, digging, deeper, faster, harder. Chan acted on pure animal instinct, his own release so close he could taste it, so he pushed, and by that point you were crying, sobbing, an incoherent string of words escaping your mouth, give it to me, you have to cum, Chan, please, I can’t, I fucking can’t, I’m fucking done—

“(Y/N).”

Both of you turned to the voice, as you came, lights blurring your vision, ears deaf, faces bewildered. A bloody, bruised version of your boyfriend stood there, shocked, horrified.

Chan pulled out of you, tucking himself back in his pants, as a guttural laugh tore itself through his throat. You, on the other hand, stared at the pathetic man looking over at the two of you, and where there should’ve been shame, and guilt—there was none. Instead, your gaze fell back on Chan, the way his hand brushed his hair back, nonchalant, completely calm.

You laughed, then, as well.

“Take that as a last warning, yeah?” Chan neared your, what could only now be assumed to be, ex-boyfriend. He cowered in fear, but there was still clear anger. Understandable, but not enough. Not next to Chan.

Not everyone witnesses their girlfriend being fucked raw after they’ve been beaten to near death.

You and him would be toxic; you’d be terrible for each other. There’d be a lot of fights, and neither of you would back down from them. Your friends will hate him, and his friends—well, they’ve seen worse. But in that way, you work. In between the cracks, in dark rooms. You’re shadows, recognizing the worst in each other, and accept it as is.

Chris couldn’t wait to figure you out. Not your body, but you, as you speak to him. What makes you, beyond sex. He was fucking screwed, and he couldn’t care less.

“Don’t fucking dare mess with what’s mine again. You hear me?”

[tapiocasaturn404]

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Relationship to other members࿐ ྂ 🍓ɞ

⤷ Effy and Bang Chan

SHIP NAME: Cheffy

HAS HER SAVED IN HIS PHONE AS: Lizzie☕(Mom)

HAS HIM SAVED IN HER PHONE AS: Chris🦘(Dad)

Effy and Chan know each other since their trainee days. They have danced together prior and also produced songs. Chan thinks that she has immense talent and fought for her to be the new 9th member of Stray Kids.

Effy and Bang Chan take on the roles of organizers and schedulers for the group. Because of that, they get called "Mom and Dad" by the other members.

They work seamlessly together, balancing each other's strengths to ensure the group functions smoothly.

He fully supports her in the decision to study alongside being an idol. Went to visit universities with her and they looked together at possible courses she could master in.

Very proud producer Chan when she told him she wants to major in music and science (to incorporate it into their production).

Effy becomes a source of comfort for Bang Chan, especially when he overworks himself. She does not scold him for staying too long at the studio or forgetting to eat, instead she will just stop by and bring his favourite food to eat with him. Will give him shoulder rubs and encourage him when he feels low. He is so so grateful to have her.

When Chan notices that Effy is stressed, he plans a day off for her and they spend it outside the dorm or the entertaiment. He also gives her extra breaks where they sit down and talk about what stresses her and how they can change that.

Lizzie often spends the night with him (and 3Racha) in the studio producing songs, especially when its shortly before a come back.

Effy tends to zone out when she is too tired and Chan is showing her something

"Sweetheart, Pay attention to me. Should we add that 808 or not?"

Chan affectionately calls Effy "sweethart."

Effy playfully calls Chan "oppa" .

Like any close relationship, they have occasional disagreements, often related to group decisions or creative choices.

However, even when they fight, they quickly make up afterwards.

Chan shows up at Effys room with her favourite snack or Effy just finishes all of Chans paperwork and hands it to him.

"Hey. Here is your paperwork. Finished. I am sorry for how I behaved earlier today Chris"

He will smile at her, accepting the apology and pull her close to his chest.

"It´s okay sweetheart. I already forgot"

Effy and Chan have a collaborative playlist. It become the soundtrack of their shared moments, from late night drives and road trips to discussions about music.

Everyone says Chan gives the best hugs and to be honest Effy just can´t get enough of them.

Stays go crazy when Chris hugs Lizzie from behind.

Chan may give Effy a gentle forehead kiss when she is sleepy and falls asleep next to him when in the stuido or when they are spending their evening on the couch.

Carries her to bed and tucks her in.

Or gives her a quick kiss on the cheek when he is leaving to the studio and is in a rush.

"Oppa, taking care of you is not worrying too much. You're the best leader, but you're human too. Get some rest!"

"Alright, alright, "Mom". I'll take a break, but only because you said so."

⤷ Effy and Lee Know

SHIP NAME: Minlee

HAS HER SAVED IN HIS PHONE AS: Menace 🙄

HAS HIM SAVED IN HER PHONE AS: Bully🤦🏻‍♀️

Minho was initially skeptical about having a girl join the group, especially given the close-knit brotherhood they had. He was strict and critical during Effy's early dance training, pushing her to prove herself.

"No, you´re doing that wrong. Aish, can´t you do anything right?"

Over time, Minho witnessed Effy's dedication and fast learning. He gained respect for her work ethic and talent, realizing that gender had no bearing on her ability to contribute to the group.

Despite their initial clashes, Minho and Effy developed a unique dynamic filled with bantering, teasing and (playful) bullying.

Effy teaches him english, since he is not as good at it. She teaches him british slang words and expressions, leaving the other members confused when they start talking in english.

"Hey Felix, uh, fancy a cuppa?"

Felix: *Confused in Australian*

The duo often goes shopping together, exchanging fashion tips and opinions. They also share a love for watching shows and not being able to go to sleep without at least clicking "Next" five times in a row.

Has made it his mission to disturb her while she studies. Whether through annoying questions or things on his phone that he shows her. At some point Effy becomes unfocused and annoyed by him and gets upset. He just grins because he has achieved his goal and leaves.

"Lino, can you just stop?! I´m seriously trying to concentrate!"

"What, I didn´t do anything kitten"

Minho calls Effy "kitten" as suggested by Stay (Stay = 👀). He said it once to her out of fun and Stays noticed that it make her blush. It became a constant nickname, adding a touch of sweetness to their dynamic.

Whenever Effy shows him affection through hugs or cuddles, he acts as if he is disgusted.

“If you're waiting for me to care, I hope you brought something to eat, 'cause it's gonna be a really long time“.

"Clingy, much huh?“.

However, when no one looks, Minho returns it. Often it is the way he rests his hand on her knee when they are sitting next to each other or his hand being on her lower back when walking. However not even he can resist pulling her into a bone crushing hug sometimes.

"Ah, let's go shopping this weekend. I need to make sure you don't ruin our group's image with questionable fashion choices"

"Whatever. But yeah, lets go shopping"

⤷ Effy and Changbin

SHIP NAME: Changbeth

HAS HER SAVED IN HIS PHONE AS: Pilates Princess👑

HAS HIM SAVED IN HER PHONE AS: Gym Bro 🏅

Changbin was intrigued but slightly skeptical when Effy joined Stray Kids. He quickly noticed her determination and work ethic, especially in maintaining her fitness routine.

They got along quickly when they noticed that they go to the same gym. He works out and she does Pilates.

Effy admires Changbin's rap skills and initially took his critiques as an opportunity to learn and grow. She always tries to rap his parts but fails horribly. He teaches her how to do it right.

Effy likes to teach Changbin girl group dances when they have time between schedules. Whenever she learned a new dance from Itzy or Twice, she seeks him as her dance partner.

Changbin shows her how to play pool.

Simply steals all her books and revision sheets when he is of the opinion that she studies too much. Does not listen to her complaints

"But I have an exam next week!"

"You need breaks too, princess"

Princess and princess protector duo!!

He protects her at all costs. Shields her whenever they are walking through a crowd or at fansigns. Carries her when it started to rain suddenly and she is wearing heels or nice shoes. Will threaten everyone that that makes her feel uncomfortable.

If she gets hurt while working out he immediately worries.

“Ouch, that looked like it hurts. You okay, princess?“

“I’m okay, it’s just a scratch Binnie“

Effy becomes a confidante for Changbin, and he becomes a reliable pillar of support for her. Their dynamic evolves into a sibling-like relationship, where they can share their concerns, dreams, and daily experiences without judgment.

Changbin becomes Effy's personal pillow. No matter if it is while watching a movie or during a break after dancing. His broad shoulders become a comfortable resting spot for her.

"Oh, princess said you liked sour gummies , so I bought this for you"

“Binnie I’m so unmotivated today, can we go to the gym together?“ “Sure princess“

⤷ Effy and Hyunjin

SHIP NAME: Lizjin

HAS HER SAVED IN HIS PHONE AS: Muse 💫

HAS HIM SAVED IN HER PHONE AS: Artist🎨

Effy appreciates Hyunjin's artistic talents and sees him as the "Artist" who brings her visions to life.

Her presence sparks his artistic imagination.

Hyunjin appreciates Effy's input on his drawings and welcomes her suggestions. He does not like input from everyone, but he feels like she always has the best ideas.

Will paint together and switch canvas every ten minutes. It ends in a disaster because Effy has no idea how to paint and creates the most weirldy looking faces.

"Ahh what have you done, you have disfigured him!"

"Well, no, it's just all a matter of interpretation-"

Hyunjin tries to teach her basic drawing anatomy but its hopeless.

They are the aesthetic duo!!

Productive time together is so important to them. Lizzie drags him with her to her unis library so she can study in peace (away from the boys in the dorm) and he sketches in the mean time/reads books about famous painters.

Taking pretty pictures while going on coffee or museum/art gallery dates together.

Effy and Hyunjin indulge in skincare routines together, sharing tips and trying out new products. It's a relaxing time for them to unwind. They do face masks when they go live and gossip about the newest scandals on the internet or about shows/movies they have watched.

Effy sometimes takes on the role of Hyunjin's hairstylist, experimenting with different hair colors and hairstyles (She gets scolded by the stylists the next day because the makeover did not fit into the look schedule).

Play fighting and tickling are common occurrences between them, adding a light-hearted and playful element to their relationship.

Effy comes to him when she feels drained and exhausted.

Rather than skinship, Hyunjin mostly offers words of encouragement, reminding Effy of her strengths and accomplishments. He emphasizes that struggles are a natural part of life and reassures her that he's there to support her through any challenges.

Hyunjin often affectionately pats Effy's head, especially when he wants to reassure or congratulate her.

Hyunjin is Effys dramatic counterpart.

Will whine and complain when she does not have time for him because she is busy with her schedule.

"But Muse, you promiseeedd"

Lizzie will buy him art supplies as reparation which leaves him satisfied.

Steals his hoodies and shirts. When Stays notice it, she just huffs and says something like

"He is the ambassador of Versace, a few shirts less wont hurt him"

"I brought you coffee!"

"Oh, good. Is it americano?"

"Yeah, Hyune. Otherwise you would send me back"

"Wanna go on a coffee date today, my Muse? I need some inspiration. Lets go to the new little Cafe that opened next to the company!"

"Yeah and after that we can visit the art gallery!"

⤷ Effy and Jisung

SHIP NAME: Jiffy

HAS HER SAVED IN HIS PHONE AS: Owl 🦉

HAS HIM SAVED IN HER PHONE AS: Quokka🦦

British duo and chaotic duo

He is her certified british brother and keeps teaching him how to improve his accent to sound even more british.

"Yeah, but, you have to say it like that. Ah mate im so knackered"

Jisung and Effy often find themselves in humorous and mischievous situations. Jisung appreciates Effy's quick thinking and resourcefulness when they get into trouble.

Calls her Jagi/Jagiya

Calls him Hannie or Ji

Effy holds her "mom privilege" to bail Jisung out of trouble, especially when he's in hot water with Bang Chan. Jisung playfully complains but secretly relies on Effy's rescue missions.

“Uhhh Jagi, we have a problem“

“No, YOU have a problem. I have an idiot who keeps getting into one“

Jisung and Effy have established anime marathon nights, where they binge-watch their favorite series together. The shared enthusiasm for the characters and storylines becomes a bonding experience.

Effy and Jisung's love for horror movies leads to amusing reactions. Jisung, pretending to be brave, ends up jumping at the scary scenes, and Effy can't help but tease him mercilessly.

"Who is the brave one now, huh?“

Will eventually scare him at night.

Whenever Effy is sad Jisung does his Doraemon voice impression. She always has to laugh because she thinks it is so cute and it maker her sadness dissappear in seconds.

Effy bakes cheescake for them to eat it while watching movies. She often tries different variations, e.g. strawberry cheescakes and makes Han try it.

They go on winter strolls together when snow fell. Almost always building a snow man or having a snow ball fight, which ends up into them wrestling each other in the snow.

They would come home totaly frozen and shivering. When they changed they quickly cuddle up under a blanket on the couch to heat themselves up and start watching something on TV while drinking hot chocolate.

Effy likes to show her affection to Jisung thrugh squishing his cheeks together or hugging him.

He, too, shows his affection through skinship. He plays with her hair when she is nervous to calm her down.

Tries new hairstyles on her when she is studying. Braids her hair, decorates it with little colorfull hair clips or just plays with it to help her stay focused.

“Jagi your hair is so soft“

Rubs her back when she needs encouragement. Holds her hand when they go through crowds.

“Hold on tight so we don’t get lost, okay Jagi?“

"Mom, Chan's giving me that 'disappointed dad' look again. Any chance you could save me from another lecture?"

"Ahh, Ji, you're lucky to have me. But seriously, what did you do this time?!?!"

⤷ Effy and Felix

SHIP NAME: Efflix

HAS HER SAVED IN HIS PHONE AS: My rainy day ☔

HAS HIM SAVED IN HER PHONE AS: My sunshine ☀️

When they first met, they instantly clicked. Felix feels an instant connection with Effy

Like sunshine breaking through the clouds

He cherishes the warmth and positivity she brings into his life.

Says she is like a rainy summer day

In the beginning, Felix found Korean to be a challenging language to grasp. Effy had the same problem.

They talk most of the time in english because it just became a habit.

They enjoy baking together. Most of the time, they are making Felix famous brownies.

They try other recipes too like pastries or cakes.

Felix tries introducing Lizzie to of League of Legends and Genshin Impact.

He explaines the intricate mechanics, strategies, and lore behind these games.

However Effy enjoys more quiet games like Minecraft and Animal Crossing.

They decided to compromise and make gaming "date" nights.

Felix patiently taught Lizzie the basics of League of Legends, emphasizing teamwork and strategy.

On the flip side, Lizzie forced the charm of Animal Crossing onto Felix, trying to teach him how to farm Tarantulas and Scorpions to sell.

Whenever Felix feels sad or everything just gets overwhelming, he comes to Lizzie.

Will probably silently just hug her and burst out into tears.

Lizzie does not want to pressure him into talking or anything, so she just comforts him.

"Take your time, Lixie. It is okay, I’m here"

There are nights when Effy finds herself tossing and turning, unable to find the solace of sleep.

Knowing she can always turn to Felix, Effy often quietly slips into his room.

Might just state a simple "Can't sleep," and Felix responds with a comforting and sleepy smile.

Will scoot over immediately for her to slip under the blanket and gently rubs her back or soothingly strokes her hair.

Holds her in his arms for the whole night.

Warms her up. Sometimes he sings to her quietly if she can’t fall asleep again.

"Why cant you sleep honey, hm? Tell me about it“

“Is this calming you down? Should I stop?“

Their "love language" is skinship.

Their close-knit relationship often sparks rumors among Stays, constanly speculating if they are dating or not.

Lizzie quickly debunks any dating rumors that circulate. She clarifies that their affectionate interactions stem from a deep friendship and a shared understanding.

Effy finds comfort and security in physical contact. She can count herself happy that Felix is the same.

Sends her sweet messages throughout the day

"Hey honey. I hope you have a great day! I baked brownies and saved some for you. Did you eat enough today?"

Scolds Felix because he spends too much time on TikTok. He is like one of those 12 year old boys.

He forces her to do TikToks with him and spams her with videos that are funny (in his opinion).

"Yah, Yongbok stop sending me that unfunny TikToks I beg you"

"Only if you promise we can play Genshin tonight, pleaseeee"

⤷ Effy and Seungmin

SHIP NAME: Seungbeth

HAS HER SAVED IN HIS PHONE AS: Ms. Sensitive ✨

HAS HIM SAVED IN HER PHONE AS: Meanie 🤚🏻

Was the first one she met (besides Chan). She couldn’t find their record studio and asked him for the way. He looked at her weirdly and asked what she want to do there. She explained that she is joining the group. Somehow he did not get the memo that there will be a new 9th member and had to call Chris to confirm.

Seungmin is meanie number two!! Teases Effy in a different way than Minho but certainly knows how to push her buttons (But it's all in good fun).

At first Lizzie thought he was serious about it, but quickly noticed that he did not mean it in a bad way at all. Effy decided to turn the tables and engage in some teasing of her own.

“I‘m too old to keep up with this shit“

“Then die, Grandpa“

Seungmin helps Effy with singing and training her voice. When she first joined Stray Kids, they spent hours and hours in the recording room practicing. He teached her different techniques and always was patient with her. From time to time she manages to sing his high notes, making him proud.

Effy and Seungmin are in charge of making breakfast at the dorm. Whether they’re making pancakes, eggs, or avocado toast, the kitchen is always filled with laughter and the delicious aroma of breakfast.

Earning praise from the other members for it like

"Ahh its sooo delicious, you’re treating us so well!“

While Effy takes charge of the creativity in the kitchen, Seungmin ensures everything is spotless afterwards. He is the most clean member and it shows. Effy might experiment with new recipes, and Seungmin is there to assist.

Seungmin always tries to get Effy to like baseball. Seungmin takes the time to explain the rules, strategies, and the excitement of the game to Effy. However, most of the times she will just sit there confused and proceed to ask him what they are doing.

“Huh? Why is he running now, I thought he was supposed to hit the ball!“

When Lizzie is studying, Seungmin might make some snippy remarks about it.

“Why are you even trying? Its not like you have a brain“

“Were you dropped on your head as a child? Even a second grader could understand it!“

But will bring her snacks, water, a blanket or coffee without being asked and make not a comment about it. Keeps Effy energized and comfortable while studying. It's his way of showing car.

Seungmin, while not as openly affectionate as some of the other members, has his own subtle and caring ways of showing how much he adores he.

Occasionally holds Effy by the waist when they are on stage/she is singing and gets a little anxious about messing up.

Recognizing when Effy is stressed or tense, Seungmin gives her gentle shoulder rubs.

“Remember when I asked for your opinion? Me neither.“

“You have your entire life to be a jerk. Why not take today off?“

⤷ Effy and I.N.

SHIP NAME: Effyin

HAS HER SAVED IN HIS PHONE AS: Maknae Noona 🐞

HAS HIM SAVED IN HER PHONE AS: Desert Fox🦊🌵

When Effy first joined Stray Kids, there were several cultural differences and the new environment posed a challenge for her to fully acclimate to the group.

It was Jeongin, the youngest member who took it upon himself to ensure Effy felt welcomed and comfortable.

He said that in some way she also was a Maknae, even if she is older than him.

"I´ll just call you Maknae Noona, how does that sound?"

Jeongin became her unofficial orientation guide. He showed her around the dorm, introduced her to the members, and explained the group's dynamics.

Jeongin organized team-building activities within the group.

Whether it was playing games or going out.

These activities helped Effy integrate.

Lizzie and Jeongin have a mother-son relationship.

When Effy and Chris are fighting, he sends messages to the groupchat like

"Attention! Stay away from the dorm, Mom and Dad are fighting again!"

Jeongin finds comfort in confiding in Effy about his concerns and experiences. Whether it's about the pressures of being the maknae or personal matters, Effy becomes a trusted confidante.

"Innie, your dancing has improved so much. You have nothing to worry about okay?"

Both being music enthusiasts, Effy and Jeongin enjoy exploring record shops together, discovering new albums and sharing their favorite tracks.

Everywhere IN goes, a series of trips and stumbles follow him.

Effy has become a pro at predicting when he's about to take a tumble and subtly offers a helping hand.

"You´re more zombie than human the way you run against everything"

Effy and Jeongin often indulge in late-night mukbang sessions on vlive, trying out various snacks and sharing their favorites.

Jeongin tends to get excited about trying spicy foods, and Effy is always there with a glass of milk to save the day when he underestimates the heat.

"Ahhh Noona you were right it´s too hot it´s too hot!!!"

Thinks Effy is cute when she is angry and teases her with it.

"You´re cute when youre angry"

"Ohh so you think I´m cute when I´m angry? Well get ready because I´m about to be gorgeous!"

IN is the one who wakes up first in the dorm and obviously needs to disturb Effys sleep.

Will go to her room and play loud music until she wakes up.

If that does not work, he will start jumping on her bed.

"Innie I swear! Go away! Let me sleep in peace"

Eventually will lay down with her, softly talk and caress her face while she is half asleep.

"What did you dream last night? I had a dream where I was floating in a sea of bubble tea!"

"Noona, I heard there's a new escape room in town. Let's give it a try! Pleaseee"

"We'll escape in record time!"

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

hii sana i was wondering if you can do a lee! skz ler! skz

so like a tickle fight

hope you have a wonderful day!

Movie Night:

𝒍𝒆𝒆: SKZ 

𝒍𝒆𝒓: SKZ 

𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘶𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘦𝘢 𝘪 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨! 💗🧋

𝕥𝕨: tickle fight, pretty intense

𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥: @someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae @jeonginsdiary @leeknowstan33 @v--143 @wereallgonnadieonedaybutnottoday @inkytornpages

“Ugh…but that one’s so boring!” Jeongin complained as Chan put on a movie. 

“Ooh ooh! Put on Disney!” Changbin and Felix both squealed at the same time. 

“Yeah. Maybe when we were…i dunno…eight. Put on a horror movie or something.” Seungmin rolled his eyes. 

“Good choice. Those are always interesting.” Minho replied, laughing at the downcast faces of Changbin and Felix. 

“What if you’re scared, though…” Jisung whispered, lacing and unlacing his fingers. 

“Put on a good romance or something!” Hyunjin exclaimed, digging his arms into his pockets. 

“Something you’ll never get-” Jeongin replied sassily, snickering in the middle of his sentence. 

“Yah!” Hyunjin lept onto the maknae, digging into his sides vigorously. 

Poor Innie let out a loud scream before descending into cackly laughter, squealing loudly when Changbin pulled his arms above his head, allowing Minho to help by scribbling over his underarms. 

“CHAHAHANNIE HYUHUHUNG HAHAHALP!” The maknae begged for mercy.

“We don’t torture the maknae!” Chan yanked Minho off of the youngest, digging into the boy’s ribs quickly. 

Jisung, Felix, and Seungmin helped Chan as well, reducing the cat dad [mom] to an incoherent mess of laughter. 

“nOOO THIHIHIS IHIS SOHOHO UHUHUNFAHAHAHIR! STAHAHAHAHAHAP!” Lee Know kicked out as he tried to pry the four pairs of hands off of him. 

Hyunjin and Changbin let up on Jeongin, leaving the maknae vengeful. 

Jeongin immediately started on Hyunjin, squeezing at his stomach and making the older scream uncontrollably. 

“NOOOHOHOHO! IHIHINNIE STOHOHOP!”

Changbin giggled and helped the maknae, yanking Hyune’s arms up too. 

Soon enough, Hyunjin’s limbs thrashed enough to cause blunt force trauma, forcing the lers to let up. 

Changbin felt bad for poor Minho, who was going ballistic with his laughter at the moment, so he pulled Chan off and began tickling him like crazy, leaving the oldest choking on his laughter. 

“NAHAAHAHA CHAHAHANGBIN!” Chan squealed as Binnie squeezed at his thighs, driving the older insane. 

“HEHEHEHEY!” Jisung screeched when Minho broke free, starting on his favorite lee first. 

“What is it, Hannie?~” Minho cooed over Chan’s hysterical laughter; Seungmin had decided to help out Changbin, Jeongin tagging along. 

“IHIHIHIT TIHIHICKLES!” Jisung cried out in ticklish agony as Hyunjin pulled his arms above his head. 

Minho followed by digging into the quokka’s outstretched underarms, leaving him screaming underneath him. 

Felix tried to escape the room, knowing he was next, just to get caught by the maknae, who yanked down the older and head locked his feet. 

He went at it, leaving Felix screaming so loudly that it overpowered everyone else’s voice in the room, leaving the entire group laughing. 

“I’ll help you!” Jisung ran over to his other sunshine twin, digging into his hips, driving Felix absolutely ballistic as his whole lower body was abused by his ticklers. 

Changbin let up on Chan, who slumped underneath him, absolutely spent. 

Minho immediately tackled Seungmin down with the help of Hyunjin and Changbin. 

“No! NO HYUHUHUHUNGS! AGH THAHAHAT TIHIHICKLES!” Seungmin bucked up as much as he could while being pinned down, squirming weakly under the two pairs of hands tickling him silly. 

Finally, Jisung and Jeongin let up on the brownie boy, who joined Chan on the couch as he panted with exhaustion. 

Together, they managed to grab and pull Binnie off of the vocalist, allowing Seungmin to overpower Minho and Hyune.

Hyunjin, afraid, immediately ran to help the others with Binnie, who was struggling to overpower them with a grunt. 

It took Seungmin, Jeongin, and Hyunjin to pin down the begging rapper. 

Minho whipped out his trusty tickle brush, setting it to a high speed in an agonizingly slow manner. 

“No! Hyung please, not the brush! Oh my goood i’m gonna die please please please!” Binnie babbled as Minho moved closer and closer to his stomach with the brush, his words summing up to a squeaking noise as he whimpered in anticipation. 

Let’s say Jisung got bored at his upper body. He dug harshly into Changbin’s armpits, relishing in the ticklish squeal the older let out. 

Minho threw the younger’s shirt up, pressing his tool to the rapper’s belly button. 

“AHHHHHHAHAHAHA! HYUHUHUNG IIHEHEHAHA” Binnie screamed incoherently as Lee Know and Hannie tickled him to pieces. 

Poor Changbin dissolved into silence the second Minho attacked the spot between his armpits and ribs with the dreaded brush, leaving the rest of the group cooing at the exhausted boy. 

He looked like he would faint any second, his laughter making no sound at all, and his back arched, cute smile stretched out on his face. 

He shook his head and squirmed weakly, which was a cue for Lee Know to stop. 

Minho finally let up, turning off the brush. 

The group burst into laughter yet again from the wrecked looks of all the boys. 

“This was way more entertaining than movie night.”

i hope you enjoyed! please check my intro post before interacting! love ya! 💕💗💖

[yxngbxkkie]

hello hello! is it possible to write for you a bang chan fanfic about best friends to lovers in the 80's? every summertime by nikki keeps playing in my head. it's alright though if you might not take it. still, i love your works!

hi, hello! first of all, thank you so much for sending a request in! it's my first one so i'm real excited! and, i love the idea 💓 i think this is really cute and i hope i captured what you pictured 🥰

first love (b.c)

80s au, non!idol au

"The new roller rink just opened up," Minho states to everyone in the room.

Hyunjin lifts his head at the news before furrowing his brows. "Are you saying that we should go? Do any of us even know how to roller skate?" He questions, raising an eyebrow.

Min releases a groan, throwing his head back against the couch. "It's better than sitting in Chan's basement doing nothing," he grumbles before picking himself up from the couch.

"Hey, there's nothing wrong with my basement," Chan mentions while draping his arm around you. "You guys are more than welcome to leave."

You fumble with the drawstrings of Chan's hoodie. "I've never been roller skating, but I think it'd be fun," you chime in, agreeing with Minho's idea.

Chan looks over at you, meeting your gaze. "You really want to go?" He asks with widened eyes.

"Yeah!" You chuckle, standing up from your spot. "I've heard that they have great music."

Hyunjin sighs, standing up as well. "I can't believe I'm saying this," he pauses, "let's go to the roller rink."

You clap your hands together in excitement before grabbing Chan's arm, pulling him up from the couch. "Let's go, let's go," you tug him along, all eight of you filing out of Chan's basement door.

It doesn't take long for you all to get there. The roller rink is about a ten minute drive from Chan's place. You're pretty nervous but equally excited. You hope not to fall in front of a bunch of people.

Chan and Minho drove two different cars to the place since there's eight of you, and they parked beside one another in the semi-large parking lot.

You exit the vehicle, looking over the colorful building. You grin while walking closer, turning back to see if the guys were following. "I can't be the only one that's this excited?" You laugh, feeling a bit embarrassed.

Minho chuckles and pats your head when he catches up to you. "You're not the only one," he smiles, draping an arm around you.

You wrap an arm around his waist, the two of you walking into the building together. Chan watches from a foot away, a frown etching onto his lips.

"You might want to ask her out before someone else does," Felix points out, clapping a hand on his shoulder.

"Does he like her?" He asks the blonde, looking over at him.

Felix laughs, and he shakes his head. "No, but I know a couple of people outside of our friend group that do," he points out.

Chan purses his lips as they follow the group inside the building. Take On Me by A-ha is playing through the speakers. A good crowd of people are already skating, laughter, and conversations echoing off the walls.

"Chan!" You yell out his name, snapping the brunette from his daze. "Come on, I paid for you."

"You didn't need to do that," he groans, feeling his cheeks flush.

You chuckle and hand him his skates. Your fingers brush his, causing both of your cheeks to blush. "Oh, please, if I didn't, then you would've paid for me," you mention with a teasing smile. "And, you just bought dinner for me last night."

Chan sits down beside you, his leg brushing against yours. "Yeah, but that's because I want to," he shrugs his shoulders, lacing his skates.

"You're crazy," you breathe out, shaking your head. "Anyway, do you know how to skate?"

"I know the basics," he nods, looking down at you with a smirk. "Are you going to need help?"

You give him a look, causing him to laugh loudly. Chan holds his hand out for you to take. "You're an ass," you giggle, holding his hand.

Your best friend pulls you up, keeping his free hand on your waist. Your stomach flips as you almost fall, your grip on his hand tightening. "I won't let you fall," he mumbles loud enough for you to hear.

You glance up at him, realizing how close you are to him. Your heart pounds in your chest, feeling his fingers lace with yours. "You better not," you whisper.

"I would never," Chan smiles.

He leads you out onto the rink, sticking close to the wall. Minho and Jisung fly past the two of you, both of them waving at you. "Wow, I'm so jealous," you laugh, your legs feeling like jelly.

"You'll get there! C'mon," he tugs you forward, the two of you picking up speed.

"Chan!" You almost scream, keeping your gaze on his feet. You try to match your feet movement with his.

You manage to do two laps with Chan, deciding it's time to try on your own. You let go of his hand and skate on your own. You smile widely, feeling victorious.

Minho skates past you, sliding his hand along your lower back. "You're doing it!" He says excitingly, continuing to skate forward.

Your victory is cut short when your skate gets caught on something, causing your body to fall to the ground. Stinging pain spreads throughout your entire body as tears come to your eyes.

"Y/N!" Chan gasps, quickly making his way towards you. "Shit, are you okay?"

"N-No," you cry out while shaking your head.

He rests a hand on your back before helping you up. You can feel people staring at you as Chan helps you off of the rink.

"Are you okay?" Felix's panicked voice reaches your ear.

"She fell pretty hard," Chan speaks for you, carefully setting you onto the padded seat outside the rink. "I'm going to take her home."

Felix nods his head, leaning against the wall. "Next time you'll get it," he tries to reassure you, giving you a kind smile.

You release a breathy chuckle, wiping the tears from your face. "Yeah," you agree. The blonde skates back towards the rest of your friends, leaving you and Chan alone. "I'm sorry you have to leave."

Chan scoffs, bringing a hand to your face before lifting your chin. "You don't have to apologize, baby," he mentions, gently stroking your jawline.

His free hand grabs a hold of yours, lacing your fingers together. "But, I'm ruining the fun," you mumble.

"You're not. I promise you," Chan sighs, leaning forward to kiss your cheek. "You're more important."

A couple of tears fall from your eyes, your cheeks blushing at Chan's words. "I am?" You whisper.

"You are, baby," he wipes your tears away, releasing a sigh. "I'm so in love with you."

Your eyes widen and your breath hitches in your throat. "You are?" You whisper again, making Chan chuckle.

He nods his head while continuing to stroke your cheek. "You got a lot of questions today," he mentions with a laugh.

"I'm in love with you too," you say after a minute of silence. "I have been for years."

Chan smiles fondly at you before leaning in to kiss you. Your eyes flutter shut as your free hand grabs a hold of his shirt, kissing him back. He pulls away first and rests his forehead on yours.

"Why don't we go get your favorite and have a little date at my place?" He whispers before kissing your lips quickly.

You hum, nodding your head in agreement. "I love the idea," you smile.

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tagging: @thewxntersoldier @reddesert-healourblues @moon0fthenight @spacegirlstuff @foxinnie8

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a/n: wow I’m alr doing a series 😭 this is probably gonna be like 3 parts long so hope yall are excited for that :] I also pinkey swear to post the Han fic next I’m just a tad bit lazy. I will have it out in like 3 days tho TRUST 🙏🏼

[I] [II]

paring: Lee Know x afab Reader (both hs students)

warnings: reader gets followed home

w/c: 1.4k

0.2- paper ball

Another paper ball was thrown at the back of your head as you tried to write your notes. You already knew who it was. It was that stupid rat Lee Minho. God you hated him so much. He just always knew how to piss you off and what makes it worse is that he was best friends with your brother so he was always over at your house. Even in your own home you never got to escape him. He and your brother always played pranks on you even when you were just minding your own business.

You turned around from your seat that was directly infront of him and you threw your pencil at his head [mainly aiming for his eyes]. He flinches and throws another paper ball harder directly at your face. You were officially fed up and threw your charger head at him. Hearing all the commotion, the teacher turned to look at you two and cleared her throat.

“Are you two fighting again?” The teacher asked in a slightly defeated and annoyed tone.

“Well he started it!”

“Only because she wouldn’t move her big head!”

You turned around glaring at him and throwing a paper ball that he had thrown at you in his face. The teacher being fed up with you two decided to give you both 6 hours detention.

That was basically the end of the world to you. Not only did you have to deal with him during the school day and at your HOUSE but also three hours after the school for TWO DAYS. Your parents were absolutely going to go ballistic. Detention was already bad enough for them but alone with a boy? Oh they were not going to let you live it through.

Sure they did infact love Minho they just didn’t fully know him. Everytime he came over he always acted kind and respectful to them, but you always complained about him being an ass so they were just kind of in the middle with him. Even then they still loved him like a second son. Feeding him, taking him on family vacations, even INTRODUCING him to some of your female cousins to set them up. You never understood why everyone liked him so much.

You almost got excited when the last bell of the day rang when the teacher that gave you detention came to collect you from the class. You picked up all your things and told her that you’d be at her classroom shortly. You slowly walked to your locker hoping that time would go by faster if you just slowed down. Instead you were jumpscared by the face of Lee Minho.

“What do you want punk” you you death glared him as you started decoding your lock.

“The teacher told me to come get you because you were taking too long” he lazily spoke at you.

“Well I didn’t need you collect me”

“Trust me, I didn’t want to either”

“Ugh whatever, I got all of my stuff. Let’s just go” you annoyedly spoke trying to just get this over with.

Ugh he drives me crazy

She’s driving me crazy

You both got to the classroom and the teacher started to speak.

“If you are here today that means that you have acted inappropriately, disobedient, or rudely throughout the week. During this time you will not be permitted to be on your phone or laptop or sleep. You will only be permitted to do academic work. We hope you become better by the end of your detention” she read off a paper in a monotone voice.

You looked over at Minho next to you and saw him mocking the way the teacher spoke. You couldn’t help but giggle under your breath. Look at that smile. He looks at you and smiles lightly. Then you both came to your senses and quickly looked away. After 30 minutes your stomach was already rumbling. You went up to your teacher to ask to go the vending machine for a light snack but she just told you weren’t allowed to leave the classroom during detention. You sighed in defeat and went back to your seat.

Another 30 minutes went by and your hunger was getting worse and you needed eat something. Minho noticed and just ignored you. You went back up to the teachers desk and begged her to at least get something to eat and she reluctantly agreed. As soon as the teacher left the room Minho took out his phone and immediately started playing on his phone.

You too took out your laptop and started to work on one of your essays that was due soon. Minho looked over at what you were doing and laughed at you. You’re so adorable. You just side eyed him and continued to type. “Why are you always doing school work. Don’t you ever do anything fun?” Minho teases you

“Well if you look at your grades and my grades you’d know why” you retaliated.

“Well if you look at your amount friends and my amount friends you’d know why” he spoke back.

You just scoffed at him and went back to work.

How does anyone like him

It had already been 10 minutes since the teacher left and you were thinking she had left the school. You were genuinely feeling nauseous and lightheaded and Minho started to notice. “Jeez are you ok? You look ghostly” he sounded almost, caring?

“Yeah I just didn’t have anything to eat all day so just a little lightheaded” you explained

He reached into his bag and got out a granola bar. “Here, since you’re so desperate for food” he handed it to you and went back on his phone.

You took it from his hand and started eating it. You threw out the wrapper and sat back down. By now you already had one hour left of your detention for the day and your teacher still wasn’t back. Minho had actually put his phone away and started on his work and you continued with yours. You were just ready to go home already when the teacher finally came in. Of course to no one’s surprise, she was empty handed. Her lipstick was smudged and hair slightly messy. “Sorry honey the machines didn’t work.” She was so obviously lying that she didn’t even believe her own lie.

You just told her “It’s ok” and went back to doing your work on your notebook.

Finally the bell had rung letting all the kids at detention go home and you called your brother. The phone was already 4 rings in and he was still not picking up. After your brother didn’t pick up you called your dad, no response. You finally tried your mom and she didn’t reply either. You gave up on finding a ride and decided to just walk home.

You had just made it out of the school gates when a car starts driving slowly behind you. You just ignored it and kept walking. No matter how much farther you went the car continued to follow you and you started to get scared. You looked through your contacts list and for some reason decided to call Minho. He surprisingly picked up within two rings and you started to talk quickly under your breath to him.

“Ok um hi I know this is weird but can you walk with me? Or like drive me home or something? Theres someone following me in a car right now and I just had a weird feel-“ you were cut off mid ramble by the sound of the call ending.

You just stared at your phone in shock and started to slightly tear up. You knew he was an asshole but hanging up on a person who needed help? You never thought he was so mean. As tears started falling from your eyes a raindrop fell on your head and you started to cry even harder. Your day really couldn’t get worse.

The raindrops started to fall more and you just started crying harder. As you kept walking faster the window of the car lowered and a man who looked to be in his mid-50’s started to cat call you. You were just 15 minutes into your 30 minute walk back home and you really started to feel hopeless. You continued to walk in the cold rain with the man still following you when another car pulled in front of him and stopped.

“Get in”

To be continued…

[lilacmingi]

POOL HALL

My works are 14+ ONLY. If you’re under 14 DO NOT interact with me or any of my works

Word count: 2,600

Pairing: Changbin x fem reader

Note: I started writing this when the Racha Log came out because holy moly Changbin 🫠 I just recently started working on it again and was finally able to finish it! This one has a spicyyy makeout sesh so enjoy!

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You sat in the billiard room watching Changbin play pool with Minho and Felix. He was looking exceptionally handsome that day, sporting his natural curls, a pair of black glasses, a black t-shirt, and sweats. It was such a simple look yet it was driving you crazy.

The three were doing a practice round of pool and you couldn't take your eyes off Changbin.

He leaned over the table and prepared for his turn, rearing his arm back, his bicep flexing as he did so, the sight almost making your mouth water. The way that black t-shirt hugged his chest and arms was divine.

How did you get so lucky to be with someone as beautiful as him?

"Y/n?" Felix's voice pulled you from your daze.

"Yes?"

"Are you sure you don't want to play?"

"Maybe next round. I'm just observing right now."

"Alright."

It's true, you were observing. You had never really learned to play pool, so you were going to watch the three play a round and then maybe you'd join in. Though, you haven't learned much so far since all you've done is stare at Changbin—and how could you not?

"Ohh Lino come on!" Your boyfriend cheered after Minho had successfully landed one of the spheres into one of six netted pockets on the pool table.

Felix stepped up and took his turn, almost knocking one of the balls into a corner hole, but missing it by a few inches.

Changbin prepared for his turn, positioning the cue stick behind his back in an attempt to be cool and impress you, hitting the white ball along the edge of the table, barely bumping one of the solid-colored balls. His failure made both Minho and Felix chuckle. Changbin's ears were tinted pink as he suppressed a sheepish smile and allowed Felix to take his turn.

In the end, Changbin and Minho pulled out a win despite Felix being the one with the most knowledge on the game of pool. The two were giggling like crazy, dancing around the table to briefly celebrate their victory.

"I want someone on my team this time." Felix stated.

"I'll be on a team with you." Minho volunteered.

"Are you going to join us this round, Y/n?" Changbin asked you, lightly hitting the handle of his cue stick against the carpet as he spoke.

"Sure." You stood up and grabbed a billiard cue of your own.

"You can be on my team." Your boyfriend flashed you the cutest grin before handing you the small cube of blue chalk to put on the end of your cue.

"Oh, this'll be fun." Minho giggled.

"Should we get some drinks before we start the next round?" Felix suggested. "I'm a little thirsty."

"That's a good idea. What does everyone want?" Minho asked.

"Just water." Felix responded.

"Iced tea for me." Changbin piped up.

"Me too." You added.

"Alright. Felix will you come with me?"

"Sure." The blonde laid down his cue and left the room with Minho to get refreshments for everyone.

"I hope I don't make us lose." You voiced with a light chuckle.

"You won't. If I can get the hang of pool by playing one round, you can too." He encouraged. "Here. Let me show you the basics while they're getting drinks."

Changbin moved to stand behind you, taking hold of your billiard cue while guiding you to stand against the pool table.

His body leaned over yours, his muscular arms stretched along your own to help you hold the cue stick, firm chest pressing against your back the entire time. Your eyelids fluttered at the feeling, trying your best to pull your focus back to where it needed to be.

Changbin's hands rested on top of yours, guiding you on how to hold the cue when it was your turn.

"Make sure you aim. You can even move the cue back and forth to gain a little momentum before you actually hit the ball. Do you see what I mean?" His voice sounded deeper than usual and the way his breath fanned against the shell of your ear made you suppress a shiver.

"Mhm." You hummed, afraid to speak as you might not have been able to form a coherent sentence.

"Now, you don't want to sink the 8 ball until the end. You lose if you accidentally knock it into a hole before the end of the game."

You nodded.

"Why don't you practice aiming the cue?"

Changbin's hands moved away from yours only to relocate to your waist, his thumb rubbing gentle circles along your hip. A quiet sigh unintentionally left your lips and you hoped he didn't hear it as you mimicked the action of hitting a ball across the pool table, trying to get a feel for the movement.

"Good job."

About that time, Felix and Minho returned to the room with drinks in hand. Changbin was quick to stand up, his hands dropping from your waist.

"We weren't interrupting anything, were we?" The ever observant Minho questioned with a teasing smirk.

"No." You denied with warm cheeks as you stood upright. "He was just teaching me the basics."

Felix stifled a laugh and handed you and your red-eared boyfriend your iced teas. You took a sip of the refreshing beverage and set it aside on a small table, preparing for the round to begin.

Minho went first, breaking the cluster of spheres that were previously formed in a neat triangle, sending them flying to different areas of the pool table, kicking off the round and simultaneously deciding which patterns were assigned to each team. You and Changbin were solids, Minho and Felix were stripes.

"Y/n, you wanna go next?" Changbin asked.

"Sure."

You decided which approach you would take and made your way over to the opposite side of the table, leaning across it to aim the cue that was held securely in your hands. The end was pointed directly at the center of the white ball and from where you were positioned, if you hit it just right, you could launch three balls across the table, giving you a higher chance of landing one of the solid ones in a hole.

Letting out a breath, you hit the cue ball causing it to knock against some others and send them rolling across the tabletop. All three men in the room were oohing over the power behind your shot. Luck was on your side as one of the solid-colored pool balls dropped into one of the nets at the corner of the table.

Changbin's excited giggles filled the room as he applauded you.

"That's my girl!"

His words made your heart flutter and fueled your confidence. A proud and perhaps slightly haughty smirk painted your features.

"Don't get cocky now, Y/n. The game just started." Felix reminded you with a grin.

"You get to go again since you sank a ball." Changbin informed you.

"Ah. Alright." You made your way around to where the white cue ball had stopped and took a moment to aim before hitting it.

Unfortunately, you didn't sink any of the spheres and your turn came to an end. Felix then approached the table, his watchful gaze scanning the balls scattered about the woolen tabletop. The Aussie seemed to have made up his mind on which ball would be his target and leaned forward to make his move.

One thing you were quick to learn was that Felix was the best at playing pool out of your small group of four. He had more knowledge and experience with the game, so he and Minho were at an advantage.

Felix hit the cue ball towards one of the striped ones and it went rolling to the nearest edge of the table, bouncing off the raised border and knocking one striped ball into a hole. He almost sunk two, but the second sphere was just a few centimeters shy from its intended destination.

The game went on for the next few minutes with no hiccups, except Minho accidentally knocking the cue ball into a hole, which you learned was a "free ball" and that meant you could place it wherever you wanted on the table since you were the player next in line for your turn.

Presently, there were four balls that remained on the table: the white cue ball, the 8 ball, one solid, and one stripe.

"I think we're gonna lose." You muttered to Changbin while taking a moment to have a sip of your tea, winded from rounding the table so many times when it was your turn to play.

"I wouldn't be thinking that way just yet. I know it looks bad, but if we could sink our last solid, the odds could be in our favor."

"We could try to sink the 8 ball after that." You summed up.

Changbin nodded.

"Alright, you two. Enough scheming." Minho ordered. "It's your turn, Bin."

Changbin let out a sigh and shook his shoulders to loosen his muscles before stepping up to take his turn. Your eyes were glued to his massive biceps as he reared back the pool cue stick, knocking the white ball towards the final solid-colored ball on the table. With bated breath, you watched the sphere roll across the table and hit the remaining ball, time seemed to go in slow motion as Changbin successfully sank it.

"Yes!" You cheered.

Felix and Minho audibly sighed, knowing that meant he could attempt to sink the 8 ball and end the game, thus resulting in them losing.

"You got this, Bin." You encouraged as he eyed the black sphere sitting idly on the surface.

He leveled himself with the pool table, positioning his cue stick with the utmost care.

"I'm going to try and sink it in the corner." He declared before taking his shot.

You watched as the 8 ball rolled across the table towards the corner. At first, you thought he would make it but as the ball approached it's intended pocket, you could see it was slightly off. It hit the edge of the table and bounced away, missing its hole. Changbin groaned and stood up, letting Minho step up to take his turn. He sank his final striped ball with ease, your heart dropping with the sphere. Like Changbin, he also came close to getting the 8 ball into the pocket, missing it by just a couple inches. This went back and forth for the next few minutes, each one of you failing to sink the 8 ball. You thought the game would never end until Felix took the shot and made it, successfully ending the game and scoring a victory for Minho and himself.

"Man." You sighed out in defeat.

"We almost had it, baby." Changbin gave you a supportive pat on the back.

"Good game." You commended the two.

"You weren't bad yourself. I was impressed, especially since this was your first time playing pool." Felix said to you.

"You guys up for food?" Minho glanced around the group as he waited for an answer.

"Me and Y/n are gonna stay a little longer." Changbin spoke up.

"Alright. You want us to wait on you? We can go to the arcade room downstairs and kill some time."

"Sure. We won't be long." Changbin assured them with a single nod. "We're just gonna practice a little."

"Cool. We'll be in the game room when you're ready." Minho said, turning to leave.

As soon as the door closed behind the two Changbin's arm hooked around your waist and pulled you to him, that signature smirk of his plastered on his plush and pouty lips. Your heart leapt with excitement at his action, warmth blossoming across your cheeks and in the pit of your stomach.

"I thought we were practicing." You said, placing your cue stick on the pool table.

"I just said that to buy us some time."

"Well, now that they're gone I can finally tell you how sexy you look today." You confessed.

"I though I saw you ogling at me." He grinned haughtily. "Couldn't keep your eyes off me, could you?"

You pulled your bottom lip between your teeth and shook your head coyly, a rush of heat touching your cheeks.

"I couldn't keep my eyes off you either." He spoke in a breathy voice that had your legs feeling like jelly, his hands creeping lower towards your lower backside. "Every time you leaned over I couldn't help but stare."

The heat in your cheeks now felt like a burning blaze, his brazen comment setting your entire face ablaze.

Changbin brought one of his hands up to rest under your chin, gently guiding you to his lips in a much anticipated kiss. Your eyelids slid closed upon contact and you began to reciprocate his actions, letting out an involuntary sigh of bliss. His plush lips dragged against yours in a desperate manner letting you know he had been holding back.

Your thoughts were confirmed not a moment later as Changbin voiced his feelings.

"Couldn't wait to get you alone." He all but sighed into your mouth. "Just needed to hold you and kiss you like this."

A sigh of his name slipped out of your slightly parted lips.

He backed you up against the pool table, the feeling of the hard sides hitting your lower back not fully registering in your mind, as you were far too engrossed in the moment with Changbin to notice much of anything. Your fingers tangled in his fluffy locks, carding your digits through it while grabbing handfuls every so often, eliciting low groans from Changbin that vibrated against your lips and made butterflies erupt in your stomach. His hands, which had been caressing your sides were now roaming everywhere, cupping the nape of your neck to pull you closer, squeezing your hips, and now they were resting on your back while his strong arms had you locked against him in a firm embrace. He was holding you so tightly that you could feel his chest pressing up against you.

His hands hooked under your legs, lifting you up onto the pool table with ease. Your thighs locked around his waist right away, keeping him as close as possible, your fingers curling around the black fabric of his shirt.

Changbin tilted his head to the side to further slot your mouths together, the feeling making your eyelids flutter. You brought both of your hands to cradle his soft cheeks and encased his full bottom lip between your own a few times, drawing out sighs from him that had a rush of butterflies erupting in your stomach.

As much as you didn't want the moment to end, you had people waiting on you and you most certainly didn't want them to walk in on the both of you.

Changbin frowned when you parted ways.

"We'd better get going before Felix and Minho get suspicious." You murmured dazedly, your mind still clouded from the kiss.

"They know what we're up to, I'm sure."

"Still. We should go." You told him, your thumb gently dragging along his swollen lips that appeared even puffier (and more tempting) due to the heated make out session.

You had to fight off the urge to lean in and kiss him again.

"Fine." He relented with a pout. "We can pick up where we left off once we're back home, right?" There was an eager and hopeful gleam in his eye as he asked.

"Absolutely."

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[siennasfix]

Pareidolia

Summary: This story is set sometime in the future. Hyunjin is a claimed son of Aphrodite. Y/n and her sister are the only unclaimed children who know the identity of their godly parent. They’re college students in Camp Jupiter. A new streak of murders takes off and all the tracks point to Luna, Y/n’s nine-year-old sister, which leads to Y/n making it her mission to prove the little girl’s innocence. One mishap leads to another and Hyunjin and Y/n find themselves working together to find out what they can do to solve the mystery.

Notes:

 This fic is inspired by the world of Percy Jackson and will contain many elements of the Hunger Games franchise. I’ve been a fan of both for years and I thought I’d try my hand at weaving both of these universes so that they flow seamlessly. Regarding mature themes and violence, it will definitely lean more on the Hunger Games side of the spectrum.  This fic is going to be long af so buckle up. There will be 3 books, the final chapters of which will be marked in the endnotes. I have an idea of how many chapters the entire fic is going to be, but of course, it might be longer than I have planned because I want to describe everything in such explicit detail that it WILL drive many of you nuts, and there's also the thing with me wanting to give the characters their chance to shine and develop properly. The girls that get it, get it. The point is; this fic might take not months but years to finish and the finalization will keep me from ending it all so I’ll try my best not to die before then.  This fic will contain mature themes. There will be many lighthearted moments but it’s more of a reprieve from all the heavy shit going on than anything. So do not read this if you’re expecting a cheerful romance or a happily ever after for every character. In addition to this, there will be depictions of death, torture, assault, sex, and so on, things that not everyone can stomach, which is more than fine but just be sure that this is your cup of tea before starting to read it. I will try to tag it as well as I can for each chapter and include the TWs in the beginning notes so don't skip them. • An array of power dynamics will be depicted as the story progresses. • The romance ranges from sweet to radioactive so keep that in mind. • Romance tropes: 1. Hyunjin x Reader- enemies to lovers, annoyances to lovers, mutual pining, dark romance, obsessive lovers, don’t blame me love made me crazy coded 2. Jisung x Minho- mutual clowning, friends to sort of strangers to fwb to lovers, they got that 80s rock aesthetic vibe going on 3. Seungmin x Jeongin- initially unrequited, strategy meets theatre, friends to lovers  I’ll try to update regularly, maybe once every two or three weeks. This is more for me to be honest as I’m a major procrastinator and this might help me sit my ass down and WRITE.  Make sure to always read the opening notes as many warnings pertaining to the events of the chapter, ones I have been unable to include in the tags above, will be revealed there.

Book I: Part I, Part II, Part III

Book II: Part I, Part II, Part III

Book III: Part I, Part II, Part III

[kittykat-25]

One Of The Guys - Epilogue

Pairings: Chan X F!Reader

Genre: idol au, Friends x Lovers, angst

Feminine pet names(Tiny, pretty girl, my love, Noona)

Summary: You tried really hard not to be a cliché, falling love with your best friend. How unoriginal. But when your best friend is Kim Hongjoong what are you supposed to do?

Now Playing: One Of The Guys- Jessia

2 Years Later

As you Minho and Han walked through the shopping center, trying to find your nail salon you couldn’t help but feel like something was off. Minho kept checking his phone every five minutes and it was driving you crazy. “Min what’s wrong? You haven’t stopped looking at your phone.” Minho’s ears turned pink, “it’s nothing, don’t worry.” You looked at Han, who was a terrible liar, “Ji? What’s he not telling me.” Hans eyes went wide as he looked towards Minho for help. “Soonie is sick. That’s all. I’m just waiting for my mom to update.” Minho said, Hans face relaxing. “What?! Is she okay?!” You asked, immediately worried for the little furry babe. “She’s fine.” Minho said, You fully focused on him, not caring about Han almost passing out from stress behind you.

Sitting in the salon chairs, getting the usually color added on, watching Han get excited about the black star stickers getting added to his nails. You look over and Minho who is quickly typing away. You grabbed your own phone seeing a text from Chan letting you know he’d be home later and to have fun with the guys. “Ji how did you get out of being in the studio today?” You asked after answering your boyfriend. “You asked if I could come and we all know Chan isn’t going to tell you no.” He said smiling. You nodded, knowing he was right. There were times Chan would say no to you but when it came to you wanting to spend time with the kids he had a hard time saying no to that. He had done it once and Seungmin had made practice that day miserable for everyone.

You spent the rest of the afternoon shopping with the guys, as you were carrying bags out of the mall you heard a familiar voice, “Tiny! Y/n!” You turned and running up towards you was Yunho, Seonghwa and San. Yunho quickly sweeping you up into a hug! “Hi!” You said as he set you back down, quickly giving hug to the other men as well. “How are you?” San asked, “we’re good! How are you guys? Your last comeback was incredible as always.” You said smiling at them. “Which song was your favorite?” Yunho asked wiggling his eyebrows. “Yuyu that’s not fair!” You said laughing. You finished catching up with them, saying your goodbyes. As you look up you catch Hongjoong and Yeosang walking towards you. You and Joong make eye contact, he stops walking.

You stare at your old friend, the first time you’ve seen him face to face in a year. You briefly saw him at an awards show but not close enough for him to see you. He started walking towards you but before he could get far Minho finished his goodbyes and you were pulled out the door. Hoongjoong stopped walking, Yunho patting him on the back. “Leave it Captain.” He watched you walk away, head thrown back laughed at something Minho said. The ache in his heart as raw as it was the day you cut ties with him.

It was dark outside by the time Minho and Han dragged you home. Stopping at every fun shop on the way back to the apartment that you and Chan had. You were still in the same building as the boys just a little more private for the two of you. As you walked up the stairs the two men getting more jittery. “Alright what’s going on?” You said a hand on Hans arm. “Nothing. Just tired.” He said fake yawning. You turned the key and went to open the door. Minho stopped you and grabbed all the bags in your hands. You side eyed him but opened the door, immediately understanding their behavior.

The apartment was covered in flowers, candles burning. Seungmin, Felix and IN off to the side. Hyunjin and Changbin on another, Minho and Han going to join them. “Guys what is happening.” Just them Felix started humming the tune of Waiting for Us. All of them picking it up until they all quietly sang your favorite song. As you stared at the boys in wonder Chan came into the room. A bouquet of your favorite flowers in his hand. “Channie what is happening?” You said as he walked towards you, yoir heart swelling just at the sight of him. The boys singing in the background faded as your boyfriend got down on one knee in front of you and reached for your hand.

“Y/n, my love, my pretty girl.” Chan started, your heart already about to burst. “You are the joy in my life. I was surrounded by chaos and you are the light in the midst of it all. I never thought I would find someone like you in my life. Someone who accepted me just as I am. And accepts the life that comes with my job. But you have, and you accept the 7 other boys that come with it as well. You accepted all of us with open arms and an open heart. You have made me a better person and loved me so well that I have learned how to love myself.” He continued. Tears were streaming down both of your faces. The boys stopped singing as they hung on every word of Chans. “I want to spend the rest of my life with you, please, please do me the honor of marrying me.” He said as he opened the little blue velvet box and the ring of your dreams sat in the cushion.

Chan looked up at you with wide eyes, full of love and tears, his hands were shaking as he waited for what felt like eternity for your answer. “I love you so much, Of course I’ll marry you Chan!” You said as you sunk to your knees, embracing him as you both cried tears of happiness. He cupped your face and kissed you as the boys cheered. Standing up, Chan slid the ring onto your finger and you felt as though your heart could burst from the love and happiness flowing from it. The guys surrounding you in a massive hug, everyone crying as their leader had finally asked after years of waiting.

Hongjoong stared at the cover of Vogue Korea. You and Chan staring back at him, your engagement ring glittering on your hand. A whole section of his favorite magazine dedicated to you and your new fiancé. He sighed and threw it back down on the table. He knew he had messed up the day he sent those emails. He had hoped you’d forgive him but after that phone call and the way his members had reacted, he knew he lost you. But seeing you in the cover with Chan radianting with happiness he felt that deep in his heart. An ache that would never go away. He felt it the day he had seen you with Han and Minho. Glowing with your friends, a way you never had with him. Further breaking his heart, showing him how poorly he had done at being a friend to you. His only comfort was knowing you were now truly happy. And maybe that should’ve been enough for him from the start.

A/N: Okay the actual END🩷 I really hope you all enjoyed this. It was my first story and I’ve had so much fun writing it for everyone!!!

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Stray kids as cars

Author note: okay so, I think that this needs a little explanation, I grew up between cars and motorbikes because my grandpa used to work as a mechanic.

When I was little and even now I see cars as people, I swear I’m not crazy but there’s some cars that are happy, some cars that are angry, some cars that are sad, so I thought that it would be fun to write this thing.

I’ll probably do the same thing with motorbikes. :)

Interactions and reblogs are appreciated! expecially bc I put my blood and soul on this thread

You can find the maknae line here

Please don’t do stupid shit while you’re driving, drive responsibly and DO NOT DRINK AND DRIVE

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I’m so insicure about my English, as I said it’s not my first language and I’m always scared to make mistakes or stuff like that, so if you find mistakes please let me know, I’ll be thankful and also my English will improve!

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HYUNG LINE

Bang Chan: FORD MUSTANG

Expensive and fast

above $58.000

Black it’s THE color for this expensive baby

0-100 km/h in 4.3 seconds

Literally the leader of the road

THE CAR OF MY DREAMS BUT I’M POOR AS FUCK

You need a huge pair of balls to drive this beast

Has a passenger seat but you NEED to trust the driver in order to enjoy the trip, and if the driver was Chris, man I would sleep like a baby, he’s a responsible king and I love it.

Hand on your thigh, or YOUR hand in his thigh is a must, definitely he has blankets in the back seat in case you get cold.

Everyone has their eyes on this car.

It belongs to German highway (Germans highway has no speed limit)

very comfy you can do the naughty naughty things in it

WEAR YOUR SEATBELL👹

Changbin: TOYOTA SUPRA

Once again expensive and fast

above $60.000

Cute and small but has a beast in it

0-100 km/h in 4.3 seconds

Usually used for drifting, but if you drive this on the road everyone it’s going to be like OMG THATS A SUPRA

Purple/pink it’s THE color for this car

Comfortable as fuck but it’s only for two people, so that’s the right car to bring only your s/o in it

as I said it's small but nothing can stop the naughty naughty things

It’s a softie on the road but with the motor that it has, people it’s going to see only your butt cheeks hehe

Once again, belongs to the German Highways and Tokyo (you know Tokyo drift)

as I said It has a passenger seat but since I can’t drift (yet) I’ll let the driver do it

If Changbin was the driver his hand would be GLUED to your thigh and definitely has some good playlists to enjoy the trip and some good snacks

(Yes, he’s part of the snacks)

WEAR YOUR SEAT BELL👹

Hyunjin: LYKAN HYPERSPORT

once again this beauty it's expensive as fuck

this car is RARE

LITERALLY just for a few people, in fact there's only seven examples in the whole world

above $ 3.690.000 (yes, you heard it right)

When I say fast I mean it 0-100 km/h in 2.8 seconds, do the math if you don't believe me

red it's THE color for this car

look at it, mad as fuck LITERALLY a beast

it has a passenger seat but honestly I would rather be the driver even if it scared the shit out me

Hyunjin would let you drive it because he turns on when he sees that you’re able to drive a beast like this

If he’s the driver he want physical contact so you guys hold hands or both of your legs are straight on his lap

not too comfy for the naughty naughty thing

Since this car is rare you have to be careful where you drive it, but definitely once again belongs to the German Highway even if I would protect it with my life✋🏼

WEAR YOUR SEATBELL👹

Lee know: LAMBORGHINI URUS

(Don’t come at me I have expensive taste okay)

I mean look at this its Minho coded

Expensive and of course fast

This car is HUGE since it’s a suv

Above $230.000

0-100 km/h in 3.3 seconds

Black it’s THE color for this car

This bitch it’s fast, and I’m proud to say that this piece of art is made in Italy

Another car of my dreams but I’m still poor af

This car gives me such a big dick energy that I can’t even explain (so definitely Minho coded)

It’s big, spacious and comfortable definitely a place where you can do the naughty naughty stuff

This car belongs to the german highway (yes, once again) and the street of some fancy city like Monte Carlo or Courmayeur

I would love to be the driver of this piece of art but if I think about Minho hands-on-the-steering-wheel fuck it okay? He can drive it.

he needs to touch you so hand on your ties or locked in yours is a must

WEAR YOUR SEAT BELL👹

I spent two days working on this so please don’t let it flop.

As always requests are open!🩷

[maeleelee]

Chapter Nineteen

Liquor Lips

PC x Skz!Frat Boys.

Feel free to replace your name with one from the crew, Mae and Minho are the main characters in this story.

Sleeping with him was a mistake, but telling him about her feelings for the guy her best friend likes was what she regrets the most. Now she's stuck doing everything he says in fear that if she doesn't, he'll tell everyone and her friendship will be ruined.

⚠️minors DO NOT interact⚠️

Warnings: tears (happy and sad), arguments.

Weeks had gone by, everything had kinda gone back to normal. In a way.

“Guys. I got into the college.” Bun told everyone, a big smile on their face.

“That’s amazing!” Kayla laughed and smiled. “When do you head out?”

“They want me there by next week. I need to go tell Felix and start packing.” Bun screamed in excitement and ran out the door to her car.

The week had passed and everyone waved bye as bun climbed onto the plane and headed off to her new life.

-

“So, I heard you have something to tell me.” Mae smiled at her best friend Ani. “A little birdy told me you said yes to Channie.”

“I- innie.” She pouted. “I promise I was gonna tell you.”

“Baby. It’s okay. I promise.” Mae laughed. “I just want you happy and I know you’re happy with him.” She stated with a smile.

“You liked him?” Ani asked softly.

“Huh?” Mae paused. Minho swore he wouldn’t say anything since they had been hanging out together. He had been blackmailing her every chance he could get.

“Back when Jamie took my phone. She put in there that you liked Chan.” Ani told her best friend. “Is that true?”

Mae sighed. “Honestly, it was, a while back. I really did like him.” She blushed softly. “That night at the party I was really upset about how he was flirting with you because he had been that way with me previously. Yeonjun had just left with a girl.” She looked at her coffee cup. “Chan made you happy and I didn’t wanna stand in the way, so I moved on. Yeonjun made me happy.”

“Oh baby.” Ani pouted, getting up and sitting next to her. “I’m not mad. If I had known, I would’ve backed away.”

Mae giggled. “I hid it for a reason babe.”

Ani pushed her slightly making Mae giggle again. “You and Minho are spending a lot of time together.”

She sighed. “Honestly, it started off because of him blackmailing me. He threatened to tell you about me liking Chan and I got really scared because I didn’t wanna lose you. Now though, I see his name pop up and I smile.” She blushed. “I think I like him.”

Ani looked at Mae. “You haven’t been with anyone since Yeonjun. It’s been a while. You’re allow to move on.”

Mae smiled softly. “I know. He texted me the other day. He found a cute girl over there that makes him happy. He really likes her.”

“That’s adorable.” Ani hummed. “So you should go for Minho then.”

Mae just shrugged. “I don’t think he likes me like that.”

“What do you mean?”

“He’s kinda..” she paused as she saw him walk in. She froze and watching him plop into the seat across from her.

“Whatcha two girl talking about?” He asked.

“Chan is waiting on me. I’ll see you at home baby.” Ani told Mae, kissing her cheek.

-

Seonghwa paced back and forth, his nerves becoming really high. “Bubs stop pacing. You’re driving me crazy.” Seungmin mumbled out from the couch.

“I need her to love it.” She cut him off and shook her head. “Bubs. She’s going to love it. Breathe okay?” Chan smiled.

“Sorry. I just, what if she says no?” He asked the boys.

“Are you crazy? He’s crazy, isn’t he?” Hyunjin asked Changbin.

“What do you mean? It’s an important what if.” Seonghwa pouted.

“Dude. She’s in love with you.” Minho told him and everyone froze.

“You don’t believe in love.” Seungmin told him, tilting his head. “What happened?”

Minho rolled his eyes. “Can we get back to Seonghwa please?”

“Nope. I’m intrigued now. Explain.” Seonghwa told the boy who sighed.

“I think I might have changed my mind about love.” He mumbled. “I don’t know yet!” He rolled off his tongue quickly. “But maybe.”

“When you gonna tell Mae you’re in love with her?” Jeongin smirked.

“I’m not in love with her.” Minho grumbled.

“Dude you’ve nonstop been talking for months now.” Felix pointed out. “It’s okay to settle down, ya know.”

Minho glared at all of them. “I’m not in love with Mae. I’m not even sure I like her like that.” He stated.

Mae stood at the door, waiting for Kayla and Cassi to get there. She gulped when she heard the boys talking. “What’s wrong?” Cassi asked as she walked up to the girl. “You look like you wanna cry.”

Mae shook her head and smiled. “I’m fine.” She giggled, opening the door. “Guys. We’re here.” She shouted out.

“Hey!” Changbin smiled. “Welcome back.”

Seonghwa smiled at Kayla and held out his hand, watching her grab it. “Hey baby.” He mumbled out. She looked up at him and smiled.

“Yeah?”

He took a deep breath and smiled, going down on one knee and pulled out a black ring box. Kayla gasped, hand flying to her mouth, and tears brimming her eyes.

“I love you so much babygirl. You’re the best thing to have happen to me and I never thought I’d find something as good as you. You make my day brighter by just being in the room and your presence makes me feel better. You make me giggle every time you do your cute happy dance and I don’t wanna be with anyone else. Everything about you is perfect to me. Your love for space and Star Wars and legos just made you even more precious. Kayla, make me the happiest man I’ve ever been and marry me?” Seonghwa asked, a worried smile on his face.

Kayla squealed and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him with a smile. She pulled away and nodded. “Yes baby. A million times yes.”

Cassi and Mae giggled at the sight and smiled. “Pictures are being taken.” Cassi said, getting everything and everyone moved around.

-

Mae stood there and watched Minho talk to Seungmin and Chan. Everything screaming in her to leave. She still couldn’t get the ‘I’m not even sure I like her’ out of her head.

“I really think you should ask her out Min. You do like her even if you don’t wanna admit it.” Chan told him, as he texted Ani back on his phone.

“We can help you do something cute for it.” Seungmin smiled. He just wanted his friends happy and he knew Mae made Minho happy.

“Guys again. I don’t like her.” He grumbled out, turning away from them and seeing Mae standing there. His heart sunk. He knew he had fucked up. She looked sad, tears brimming her eyes. She smiled though, a fake expression that didn’t reach her eyes.

“Game nights tonight you three. Don’t forget.” She giggled, turning around and walked out of the hallway. She stood there, shoulders dropping and eyes filling with tears again. She slid down the wall and put her hands in her face.

“Hey bubs. What’s wrong?” Jeongin asked sitting next to her. They had become really close friends, especially after Yeonjun left. Jeongin got real worried about her.

“Don’t worry about it.” She mumbled through her fingers, hands covered in her tears.

“You’re my best friend and you’re crying in the hallway on campus. I’m definitely worrying about you.” He told her, moving her hands away from her face and wiping her tears away. “Now. Tell me what happened.”

-

“Mae. Hey, talk to me.” Minho asked her, grabbing her hand and turning her to him. She had been avoiding him the last two weeks. She had been staying with Wooyoung and San just to be away from everyone.

“What do you want?” She spat at him, pulling her hand away from him.

“Mae.” He whispered, reaching for her face.

She took a step back from him. “Don’t touch me.” She told him. “I don’t want you to touch me.”

“Baby talk to me. What did I do?” He asked. “You’ve been avoiding me for days now.” He pouted, scanning her face. “Please tell me what I did wrong.”

“You have no right to call me baby Lee Minho. Especially when you stand in front of two of my friends and tell them you don’t even like me.” She laughed. “I can’t believe I’ve been crying over you.” She mumbled to herself.

“Hey wait. I didn’t-“ she cut him off with a glare as he stepped forward.

“I’ve heard you say those words twice now. So go ahead and tell me why we stand here that you don’t like me so I can move on.” She hissed at him, pushing him back from her.

He looked at her and shook his head. He couldn’t tell her that, because he did love her. He realized it as soon as she started avoiding him. He missed her smile and wanted to hear her giggle. He missed their playful nights and long walks together. He missed lying in bed and talking about random shit together.

“Fuck you Lee Minho.” She said.

“Mae.” He whispered, trying not to let tears happen.

“No. Fuck you for making me fall in love with you Lee Minho. Just leave me alone.” She told him, making him freeze. She turned around, walking away from him, tears pouring down her cheeks. If only she had left with Yeonjun, maybe she wouldn’t have had another heartbreak.

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Love Untold (OT8 x F! Reader)

Chapter 12.2

Paring: Seungmin x reader

Genre: smut

Warnings: 18+, dry humping, stalking

Word Count: 3489

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

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You felt much better the next day. The whole burden fell off your shoulders and you no longer had to be afraid that you would have to go back to your family home.

You quickly got up and went to the kitchen where the others were waiting for you. This time they were all dressed. The lovely smell of french toast and freshly fried eggs hung in the air. On the table were spread out plates, various side dishes and jugs with freshly squeezed juice.

Everything looked so appetizing that it made your mouth water. You sat down at the table, greeted by everyone, and before you knew it, there was a plate with toast and eggs in front of you that Minho had placed. You smiled at him as he left and  returned to the kitchen to finish making breakfast.

You immediately began to eat the delicacies. The food was delicious and melted in your mouth, dissolving wonderful flavors all over your tongue. You can't remember the last time you ate such a good and simple breakfast.

You all spent the rest of the morning together before going to school together. Even on the journey, your conversations did not cease. Yesterday's situation with Minho brought you all closer together.

You were in the front passenger seat of the car. In fact, the boys have always let you sit in the front, but when you weren't in the car with them, everyone was fighting for their seat.

The morning was beautiful, the sun was shining and highlighted the green grass and beautifully developed crowns of trees. The scent of blooming flowers floated in the air, and various colors enveloped the lawns. You couldn't resist looking out the window, admiring the wonderful nature that spread around you.

You were on your way to school when suddenly you felt a hand on your thigh. Your body tensed, and you had to stop yourself from moaning softly. The situation with Felix flashed through your mind immediately.

You looked at the person who made your heart beat faster. It was Minho who was driving the car.

He looked amazing in his dark glasses and his leather jacket. Plus, driving a car with one hand and brushing your leg with the other was appealing to you.

“Thank you Y/n for forgiving me.” He smiled nonchalantly as he stopped the car at the light.

“You have nothing to thank for.” You quickly looked away, trying to calm your raging breathing. Your heart was pounding like it was about to jump out of a cage. You squeezed your eyes shut and took deep, quiet breaths. Which slowly started to help and after a while you calmed down a bit.

While pulling into the parking lot in front of the school, you saw a familiar figure through the window. Only after a while did you realize that this person resembled your ex. You quickly turned your head towards the boy, but the turning car blocked your view.

Your heart started pounding like crazy again, but this time out of fear. You and your ex broke up on rather bad terms. Seonghwa, because that was your ex's name, was obsessed with you to the point that he became very aggressive towards everyone around you, even you.

As soon as the car stopped, you ran out of it, nearly falling over, to see if you had actually seen your ex. But there was no one else like him in that place.

“Y/n?...Are you okay?” Seungmin asked as he approached you. The boy was surprised by your behavior, after all you looked like a madwoman jumping out of the car.

“Oh…Yeah…It's okay. I thought I saw someone, but I must have foreseen it." You replied, scratching your head. You were 80% sure you saw Seonghwa.

Not wanting to look like an idiot any more, you headed towards the school, where the others had already left. But Seungmin stopped you by grabbing your hand. You turned to the visibly embarrassed boy. His ears were all red and his face was starting to blush.

“Listen y/n I know you've been having a hard time lately, but I've been wanting to get to know you better for a long time and all. And... I have a question ... Or maybe, but only of course if you want. I'm not forcing you to do anything. Would you like to go on a picnic with me?" You saw that the boy took a long time to say that. You had to admit he looked cute when he was embarrassed.

“Are you asking me out on a date?” You smiled teasingly, wanting to tease him a bit.

And you definitely got what you wanted. The boy stood in front of you, scratching his head, laughing slightly.

“When  you put it this way…I am asking you out on a date.” He tried to control his embarrassment.

You smiled sweetly, trying to calm Seungmin. You can't remember the last time someone asked you out on a date and you were very happy that you would finally have this opportunity. You walked over to him and placed a sweet kiss on his cheek.

“I would love to.  Just tell me when and where and I'll be there."

A huge smile appeared on the boy's face, which you liked so much. You knew he rarely smiled, but when he did, it grabbed your heart. 

“Tonight, on the roof of our house.” You were surprised because you didn't know that you could climb onto the roof in your house. "I'll take you easy. You can wait in the living room, I'll be sure to come get you."

You were grateful that Seungmin cared about you so much. You didn't have to lie, you were a little nervous. After all, you haven't been on such a real date in a long time, because you couldn't expect it from your ex.

“Great, see you tonight.” You kissed him again on the cheek and you went to class as there were 5 minutes left of the lesson.

Classes were going rather smoothly for you, but you were all larks, looking forward to your date with Seungmin. You were curious what he came up with, in the end the boy was all mysterious and you didn't know what to expect.

By the end of class, you couldn't sit still, you were all excited about today's meeting. You left the classroom and went to your locker to put your books away. On the way, judging by his posture, a hooded boy passed you. You couldn't see his face, but you could smell a strong scent in the air.

You smelled the marine scent that tickled your nostrils. You knew this perfume well and only knew one person who used it. You turned to the boy who passed by, but you didn't see his face. You were pretty sure you were in contact with your ex again, but you didn't want to panic just yet.

After returning home, you had 3 hours to meet Min in the evening. You were running around the house in amok, trying to make yourself look like a goddess. The rest of the boys, who knew about your date today, just laughed at your rush and twist.

You looked cute not knowing what to do with yourself and what to put your hands in. You were excited, maybe even too excited. Your hair, previously tied in a neat bun, has already partly fallen out of the updo and stood out in different directions.

All you've done since you got home is wash up. You found yourself acting like a little girl going on her first date. When you managed to control your emotions a bit, you started doing your makeup in your room.

This time you put on delicate make-up, something like no make-up, but you emphasized your big eyes, with eyeliner. You applied a light pink lip gloss to your lips to accentuate your full lips. Despite such a small make-up, it took you a lot of time. Three hours turned into an hour and a half.

All that's left to do is get a hair done and find the right clothes. You sat on the ground in front of the mirror next to your wardrobe. You loved this place. It was wonderfully lit by the sun's rays, and the soft rug that lay next to it was very comfortable and you loved to sit on it in your spare time.

This time you put your hair down. Your natural soft waves looked especially nice today. Then it was time to choose clothes, which was probably the worst thing. Especially since you had no one to turn to, and you were actually ashamed to ask anyone.

You spent an hour rummaging through your closet, despite not having a lot of clothes. You wanted to look stunning, but not too sexy. After all, it's just a picnic, not dinner at a fancy restaurant.

You put on a lot of clothes trying to fit something together. Your room now looked like a wreck. Clothes were scattered all over the room. If someone walked in here right now, you'd feel really stupid because they'd think you were living in such a mess.

You finally managed to find the perfect combination - a white short skirt and a light pink top. In addition, you put on white knee-highs and emphasized the outfit with matching shoes.

You looked at yourself and had to admit that you looked cute but not overdone, so perfect. You were finally ready to go out on your date. You let out a small squeal of excitement before heading to the living room.

To your surprise, you didn't meet any other boy except Seungmin, who was already waiting for you in the living room, with a bouquet of flowers in his hand. The sweet scent of roses wafted throughout the room. Not only with a bouquet, but also with a scented candle placed along the corridor.

“Wow Y/n you look gorgeous.” Minnie began, handing you a bouquet. His dandy voice made you feel safe.

You bit your lip lightly and combed your hair too dry, taking the bouquet in a timid gesture. A bright blush appeared on your face as the boy intertwined your fingers and began to lead you to the roof of the house.

Rose petals were scattered on the stairs leading up. The whole situation looked like something out of a fairy tale. As the boy opened the door you had no idea about before, you saw a light coming from behind the door. It was already evening, but the sun was still in the sky, although it was about to set.

When you got to the roof, your attention was caught by a blanket lying on the ground, on which various treats were placed. There were strawberries, grapes, all sorts of salty snacks, wine, and even a chocolate fountain. Small lamps hung above the blanket, adding charm to the place.

You really wouldn't dream of this place even in your dreams. Seungmin really tried to make you remember this evening.

He invited you to sit on the blanket and he sat comfortably across from him. Your face was beaming with delight. You felt like a princess and he was your prince charming.

Your conversations were timid at first, but after one glass of wine you both loosened up a bit. Now you were sitting close to each other, shoulder to shoulder, your hands almost touching.

“Look y/n how beautiful the sky is.” The boy said, pointing to the orange sun setting behind the city buildings. You were so engrossed in talking to him that you almost missed this beautiful moment.

The sky was multicolored and looked amazing. You haven't seen such a beautiful sunset in a long time. You rested your head on his shoulder and stared up at the changing colors of the sky. The boy put his head on yours and together you made the most of this wonderful moment. 

After a moment, as if timidly, Seungmin placed his hand over yours, covering it completely. He intertwined your fingers from above without even looking at you. You felt your body heat up and your heart speed up. You stayed in this pose until the sun completely disappeared behind the buildings.

As the sky darkened a little, you felt like eating something. So you reached for a strawberry and dipped it in chocolate. As soon as you bit into it, you felt an explosion of flavors in your mouth. The bittersweet taste of chocolate with the sweet and sour taste of strawberries blended perfectly together.

After you ate enough to fill up, you noticed that the boy was staring at you intently.

“Did I get dirty somewhere?” Trying to wipe your mouth.

But the boy continued to stare at you. He approached slowly, wanting to wipe away the chocolate that was left on your lips with his finger. His gaze was fixed on your lips, and his face got closer and closer to you, sending a wave of pleasant warmth spreading down your spine.

"Fuck it, I can't help myself." He said before connecting your lips together.

Your eyes widened and you froze for a moment. A pleasant current ran down your neck, which only then unfrozen you and you kissed back.

The boy's lips were sweet as honey and soft as the clouds that flew across the sky. Feeling your body's signals, he deepened the kiss, placing his hand on your cheek. He gently rubbed your face with his thumb, signaling you to open your mouth.

You politely obeyed his unspoken command. The boy immediately slipped his tongue into your mouth. You weren't even going to fight for dominance, this time you gave yourself completely. Your kisses got more and more intense. The saliva had long since mixed together, and the breaths had merged into one. The air was slowly running out, but both of you had no intention of stopping.

You let yourself be carried away by emotions and in one swift move, without breaking the kiss, you sat astride the boy. Surprised by your initiative, Seungmin broke your kiss for a moment. You both gasped for air as you pulled away from each other, but you didn't let go of the boy.

“Y/n…I fell in love with you. I fell in love the first time I saw you in the library." The boy's words echoed in your head. You were slightly surprised, but positively surprised, because you also had feelings for him.

The boy, looking straight into your eyes, which reflected the first rays of the moon, grabbed you by the waist, pulling you closer to him.

Feeling a slight friction on your core, which was covered with a thin, almost not fully covering material, you didn't have time to stop yourself, and a rather loud moan came out of your mouth. The whole romantic situation with Min, and then those kisses, made your pussy very sensitive.

Hearing your moan, Seungmin pulled away from you to look at your face. You lightly bit your finger, eyes squeezed tight. You looked cute but very attractive.

“Do you like it, y/n?” he whispered. His silken voice, tickling your ear, made you arch your back.

Your chest rose and fell heavier and heavier. You couldn't help but bite your lip again as you felt more movements under your crotch. He started to move his hips slowly, making you very excited. You knew if he continued this, you'd come faster than you ever thought possible.

Suddenly, the boy stopped moving, which was met with great indignation on your part. You lightly patted him on the chest, which made him chuckle.

"Go ahead, I'll be happy to watch." The boy's words, additionally spoken in a slightly hoarse voice, caused you another hot flush.

You put your arms around his neck and started to slowly move your hips. The bulge that formed in his pants further stimulated your throbbing cunt. As you quickened your pace and his hard cock crept between your folds, through the thin fabric of his pants, you couldn't help but moan loudly.

You quickly covered your mouth, not wanting anyone to hear you. Neither the boys who were downstairs, nor the neighbors who could go outside at any moment. However, Min had other plans. He grabbed your hand and placed it on his chest.

"I want to hear how I work on you. You're so beautiful when you please yourself, by riding me." He then placed a sweet kiss on your neck, sucking on it.

The contact of his lips against your skin made you completely forget where you were and that someone might hear you. You were completely carried away by your emotions and couldn't hold back the moans that escaped your lips.

The rubbing against him and his kisses on your neck left you in a wet mess down there. You felt your orgasm slowly approaching.

Beads of sweat ran down both of your foreheads and your hair stuck to your body. But neither of you had the slightest intention of stopping.

Sensing your approach, he began to move his hips, matching your rhythm. Your breathing quickened, and you already felt dizzy from the emotions that were tormenting you. You hugged him tightly, speeding up your movements.

“Minnie…I’m going to cum” That's all you managed to say.

You made a few moves and orgasm took over your whole body. Your eyes rolled back and your body shivered intensely. Your body was shaking uncontrollably for a long time. Tightly cuddled up to the boy, you experienced your fulfillment.

After your orgasm, you stayed in this position for a while, trying to control your breathing, which was heavy and gasping.

“Minnie, I have feelings for you too.” You whispered as you moved and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

As you pulled away, you saw a big smile on your boy's face. Seungmin stroked your head and gave you another puppy smile.

Suddenly you heard the phone ringing…your phone. You knew you had committed the biggest faux-pas by bringing your phone with you. You quickly got up from his legs and tried to turn off the ringing phone. However, you noticed Sebastian's number, and you knew that the man wasn't calling you for no reason. You were about to pick up when the phone hung up.

So you went back to Min and apologized to him very much for the situation and that you spoiled the wonderful atmosphere. When you knelt next to the boy, you saw a wet stain on his gray pants. Only then did you realize that the wet stain was from you. You were so wet that the thin fabric of your panties couldn't hold your juices.

“Oh god, Seungmin I’m sorry.” You quickly grabbed a napkin and started wiping his crotch. It took you a moment to realize that maybe it wasn't the best idea to grab his dick through the thin fabric while trying to get rid of the stain.

A swashbuckling smirk appeared on the boy's face as he watched your face turn redder and redder. Your phone saved you from complete ridicule.

You quickly picked it up and went to the other end of the roof.

“Miss, Miss, Miss's parents seem to be getting suspicious. Today they called me to inform me about the extension of the trip. They also asked if Miss is doing well at home, and then they started asking all sorts of weird questions. I have the impression that the staff members have begun to say something. Let the Lady take care of herself." You heard a note of concern in his voice.

“Thank you Sebastian, I can always rely on you. I guess I need to be more careful and go back home for a while. Make sure the servants don't snoop around, and I'll take care of the rest myself." You replied leaning against the railing.

The butler took note of what you had just said and hung up. You turned to Seungmin who had already cleaned up all the food.

Grabbing your hand, he led you downstairs to the living room where no one was there.

“I need to freshen up, but I really enjoyed spending time with you. I hope you'll be happy to go on a second date with me." He kissed you tenderly on the forehead.

You just nodded and went to your room. You closed the door and slid down to the ground. You were in seventh heaven after a fruitful evening with Seungmin. Your thoughts sometimes landed on the boy, and sometimes they flew towards what Sebastian said. But that didn't change the fact that you felt wonderful and glad that you and Seungmin's feelings were the same.

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