#skz bfb

[st4rrvcha]

𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆(ch.3) - bfb!hyunjin x fem reader

wc: 1.2k

genre: fluff

warnings: use of “darling”, makeout sesh, happy ending

chapter summary: you confess to sam and find out your feelings are requited.

note: hyunjin is referred to as his english name, sam, and reader is referred to as yuki.

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a/n: idek if i should make another chapter of this :P. lmk what you want :)

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Ruko looks at you and Sam with a smirk after your exchange. She leaves first to give the two of you some unneeded privacy, as any good wing-woman would do.

“Meet my in my room in an hours. I’ll open your present then.” Sam whispers in your ear. He brought you close in one last warm embrace before the two of you went your separate ways.

30 minutes later:

Sam, in his living room partying and dancing away with all his guests, is trying to have fun, and he can’t help but wonder why you were being so somber and serious. It’s just a gift. he thought. What could be so serious about that?

meanwhile:

You are on the edge, ready to leave the party right then and there. After asking Sam about the gift you’re petrified in fear of the moments to come. It’s so bad that you can’t even dance and have fun properly. You look for Ruko, and once you find her you make your way over to her.

“I don’t think I’ll be able to do this.” you say, trying to take deep breaths.

“Oh, shut up. I’ll force you there. I’ve been waiting for this moments for too long. You are not going to mess this up for the two of us just because you’re nervous,” Ruko scoffs. She takes a slight step back, realizing how harsh that came out. “Don’t worry. You’ll be fine. I’m sure nothing bad will happen. If he rejects you I swear that I’ll kill him!” she then says in a more reassuring tone this time.

Two of you stick together, drinking and dancing your worries away.

30 minutes later:

It’s now been an hour, and you’re waiting in Sam’s room, present in hand so he can open it. You’re sitting on his bed, your leg bouncing up and down with anxiety. To relieve yourself you look around his room. The LED lights are set to a beautiful blue color, you felt like you were underwater. The lights bouncing off the walls, and his cologne lingering in the room grounded you, giving you some much needed comfort.

You hear someones footsteps lead up to the door. Not knowing who it is, you tense up slightly, halting your breath.

Someone open the door slightly, and you come to see that it’s Sam. Upon seeing his face you starting breathing normally again. The two of you meet eyes, and smiles have suddenly been plastered on your faces.

“Hey darling. I’m ready to open your present now.” Sam says with a sweet smile on his face.

As you hand him his gift, you suddenly break your silence.

“Sam, I have something I need to tell you. But please, open the gift first.” you say. At this point, you can’t back out, so you’ve mustered up all the courage you’ve got.

He nods, unsure of what’s next. He opens his present with the most gentle touch you’ve ever seen. As he’s opening it he sees a painting and a letter. He picks up the painting and hold it arm’s length from his face. He looks like a new father picking up his newborn for the first time.

“You painted this? For me?!” his voice is slightly high-pitched you can see sparkles in his eyes. “And it’s my favorite flower? How’d you even know that?!” Sam exclaims. He’s over the moon right now, his heart touched by this thoughtful gift.

“I remembered the first time we had hung out without your sister. That night, we shared our hobbies and talked about things we loved. Likes, dislikes. You said your favorite flower was roses.” you say, while slowly taking the letter and unfolding it.

“I’m touched that you found that so important to remember about me.” he says, his eyes glittering. “I remember your favorite flower too. Tulips. I found that so cu-” Sam stopped speaking abruptly, looking down at your hands. “Darling, why are you opening the letter? I was going to read it.” he says with a pout on his face.

“I had to put it with your gift so I wouldn’t forget. As much as this is a letter, it’s really a script for me.” you admit, your head hanging lowly so he can’t see the embarrassment creeping onto your face.

“Script? What for?” Sam asks, confused.

Smiling, you choose not to answer he question directly, and instead just start reading the “letter”.

“It feels like I’ve known you for a millennia, when in fact we’ve only known each other for 5 years. From my recollection, you were kind, intelligent, funny, and of course, dramatic. The first thing I noticed when I saw you, however, was how beautiful you were. Even with an expressionless face, or one of your iconic stank faces, you stole the attention from everyone as soon as you walked in a room. But, when you smiled, my world lit up. Your smile warmed my heart, defrosting my from my icy shell, my pain from the past. The more we talked, both with and apart from my sister as the years went one, I realized that I really enjoyed my time with you, and you made me really happy. But recently, I’ve come to my senses and finally realize that I’m in love with you. And I’m hoping, praying, that you love me back.” you feel like you’ve been talking for hours, when in reality you’ve only talked for 5 minutes. You practically sped through the confession, trying to get it over with, barely giving yourself time to breath.

You look over at Sam, who’s eyes are sparkling, tears welled up in them. He has the widest, brightest, most beautiful smile on his face and he can’t even believe what he’s just heard.

He shifts closer to you on his bed and caresses your face with his soft hands, tucking your hair behind your ears. His eyes flit from your eyes to your lips and back again. He makes eye contact with you once again.

“May I?” he asks, his voice low and husky, with a whisper.

You nod, and he pulls you in to kiss you. He hold your body closely tightly against his by your waist and kiss you with all his might. You can feel his plump, soft lips against your and soon after the two of you part, drawing ragged breaths.

He licks his lips. “You’re refreshing. Like iced tea on a hot summer day.” he says with that same beautiful smile.

His hand comes up to your chin, and brings it down, slightly parting your lips. He brings you in for a kiss once again, his tongue slipping into your mouth with fervor, the flavors of the two of you mixing together. You two part once again and Sam stares into your eyes.

“I love you too Yuki. I’ve loved you ever since we met. You’re the most beautiful human I’ve ever laid eyes on. I love your smile, your laughter, your gorgeous, sparkling eyes, your voice.” he looks wistfully at you. “Will you be my girlfriend?”he asks, hopefully looking into your eyes, love pouring out of him.

“Yes!! I love you so much!!” you giggle as you embrace him in another hug.

“I should’ve asked you sooner.” he says, his head nestled in the nape of your neck, smiling.

He wanted to stay like this forever, and so did you.

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should i continue this ff?

with love, emi(stvrrvcha)

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🛒 . OT8 ...

skz as types of doms

skz as types of kinks

skz as boyfriends (nsfw ver)

skz + perv thoughts

things that turn skz on

hidden kinks ft. skz

teasing skz in public

turning skz on while making out

when they tease you

skz+fave way of getting you off

skz as tropes : fwb & lovers | academic rivals | fake dating | forced proximity | the bet | boy next door, etc.

🥡 . TEXTING ...

FWB ! SKZ TO COME OVER [HYUNG] [MAKNAE]

FELIX REPLYING TO YOUR IG STORY

BFB HANJI TEXTS [ONE] [TWO]

CONVERSATIONS WITH SKZ

[hyunsvngs]

i just finished the bfb chan fic u recommend and LORDDD U WERE RIGHT TO DO SO 😩😩

i would love to hear some of your other recs if youd wanna share!

HIII if u wanna read some skz recs i like then my other tumblr is @lixiesungs <3 i also recommend everything @planet-dusk , @cbini and @seo--changbin write tbh

in terms of not skz i rly rly recommend @smileysuh !!!

♡ juno

[shhuuga]

𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐀𝐓 𝐍*𝐆𝐆𝐀 𝐂𝐀𝐏'𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐊!

- @shhuuga

SKZ ;

BIG BARBIE ; y/n and two of her best friends are invited to spend time with y/n's childhood friend, bangchan and his band ! what chan failed to mention is that his members (one in particular) is super hot ?? don't trip, it's just a month and a half .. what could go wrong?

CHRIS BAHNG IN "STUCK IN A RUT." ; puppy chris needs an outlet for his heat, and gives up after holding off so long.

CHRIS BAHNG IN "DON'T STOP (POP THAT CAT)" ; chan loves it when you suck his balls, and even more when he slips them in you.

LEE MINHO IN "FUCKIN' MESS" ; quick kitchen sex with minho

LEE MINHO IN "WET 'N WILD!" ; shower sex with minho after a long day

LEE MINHO AND HAN JISUNG IN "PARTITION" ; driver, roll up the partition please? ion need u seein y/n on ha knees.. yah anyways u minho and jisung fuckin in da back after an event

HAN JISUNG IN "BFB!JISUNG OWES YOU A FAVOR <33" ; read the title bitch damn

OT8 IN "HOW THEY APOLOGIZE WHEN THEY YELL AT YOU!" ; pretty self explanatory

OT8 IN "HOW THEY RESPOND WHEN YOU CALL THEM BY THEIR FULL NAME!" ; dpmo girl just read the damn thing

OT8 IN "HOW YOU GOSSIP!" ; 😐

OT8 IN "PRANKING THEM THAT YOU HAVE A SECRET ADMIRER!" ; ...

OT8 IN "DATE NIGHT POSTS!" ;

BP ;

JENNIE PARK IN "MAKE MAMA PROUD (TURN THE LIGHTS OFF)" ; jennie gets reminded that she isn't a pillow princess

ETC ;

TOJI FUSHIGURO IN "ORANGES" ; i don't even know how to describe this one

YOUR FAVE IN "TAKE IT." ; do you seriously want his wife to hear you two?

"who does shhuuga write for?" "ask and find out."

[serenhyunjinity]

[bfb]

part 20 <— END

when y/n gets invited round her best friends house for the first time, she unexpectedly meets her older brother who to be honest, is perfect. will her friendship be affected by her attraction?

[mostlycompetentwriter]

Double Knot

F/M Pairing: Fem!Reader x Changbin (SKZ)

Warnings: smut, language, mentions of smoking, and alcohol consumption

Word Count: 6.2K

Genre: BFB AU!; Established Relationship?

Summary: For nearly an entire year, you’ve managed to keep your relationship with Changbin a complete secret. However, this becomes profoundly difficult to maintain when an expected surprise turns your entire world upside down.

In the beginning, there was a distinct separation between your social circle and the one you associated with your brother.

Hyunjin was the super popular athlete who had broken countless swimming records at your school. He had a bright and amiable personality, and people were naturally attracted like there was some kind of invisible magnetic shield surrounding him. But the most interesting part to you were his friends because they were just as charismatic and attractive as your brother, walking between classes with crowds of admirers flanking them or yelling their names in the hallways as they swooned over dimpled smiles and arrogant smirks.

Ironically, you had grown up with most of Hyunjin’s friends as a constant presence in your life, and you found it quite simple to resist them because you were privy to the weaknesses that your classmates either ignored or were completely ignorant of knowing. You could point out that Bang Chan, Hyunjin’s oldest friend and the swim team captain, worked himself too hard, and the exhaustion manifested itself in the private moments behind closed doors when he broke down and cried about peer pressure. 

You also remembered several occasions when Minho, Hyunjin’s dance club friend and mentor, would sneak into your house late at night because he despised his step-father, and took great liberties to avoid the man.

Even your brother himself had his own vices, and the cigarettes that he hid from your parents made you worry for his health, especially when he would sometimes spend hours after a swim meet coughing from the exertion. It was a horrible habit that he had picked up on when he was just a Freshman and the Senior swim athletes pressured Hyunjin into trying the nasty activity because it was deemed “cool.”

Your heart had broken in half for your brother, and you tried to help him whenever you could because he couldn’t keep up the façade of indifference for much longer.

It was the metaphorical crack in his armor - indeterminate flaws in the image that your school had projected onto your brother and his friends. Even though they did their best to accommodate such impossible expectations, none of them could live up to that degree of perfection.

Except for maybe one person.

Because when you thought about Seo Changbin, it was hard to find the same weaknesses. Unlike Chan and Minho, Changbin hadn’t grow up with you and your brother; instead, Hyunjin met him through his participation on the swim team, and you met him for the very first time during your Freshman year when Hyunjin brought him over to play video games.

It was the same moment when you realized that Changbin encapsulated your ideal type: stoic on the outside, but soft and introspective within that hard shell. He was also inconceivably handsome, and you sometimes spent hours watching him through a single crack in your brother’s door.

It grew to be something of a habit, and you never realized that it could get you into trouble until one night when your brother threw one of his infamous parties while your parents were out of town. On occasion, you would amble downstairs to drink their expensive alcohol, but you usually avoided those gatherings. But when you saw Changbin walking upstairs with a girl hanging from his arm, you weren’t able to resist following them. 

You knew deep down inside that it was an invasion of his privacy, but Changbin was still an enigma to you, and there were rumors at school that Changbin was a god when it came to the bedroom. And perhaps that was the excuse you could use when you followed the sound of moaning to your brother’s bedroom, and you peeked through the door to discover Changbin with another girl, grunting in a low voice as she blew him from her knees on the floor. 

It turned you on like nothing else ever had, and you wondered if porn would even be enough to get you off in the future. Because there was nothing sexier than Seo Changbin manhandling that poor girl by the strands of her hair, fucking his cock down her throat without any remorse. 

You were ensnared with the sinful look on his face, rubbing yourself over the skirt that you were wearing, moaning when you lost yourself to the moment. But the sound was louder than you anticipated, and there was a singular instance when Changbin’s eyes met yours through the door, and you froze in place. But your surprise only lasted a split second, and you attempted to return to the party downstairs, until his voice called out your name and you stopped in the middle of the corridor.

“Y/N,” he said, and you refused to look at him as the girl he had been with glared in your direction as she returned downstairs. “Were you watching me?”

“I’m sorry,” you said, trying to make excuses. “I heard something-”

“And you thought it was okay to watch?” Changbin interrupted, and you shivered when you felt him directly behind you - body warmth emulating from the broad expanse of his chest.

“Changbin,” you whispered, trailing off with a sigh when one of his hands came around to rest over your stomach.

“For you,” Changbin purred into your ear, “I can give you a show for free. There’s no need to sneak around.”

Your panties were practically drenched from that hypnotic promise, but you were still hesitating. “We can’t,” you tried to tell him.

“Why not?”

“Hyunjin-”

“He’s not here,” Changbin interrupted. “Isn’t that right?”

“I guess so...” you whispered, and you finally turned around to connect your gaze with his as he led you into the bedroom.

“Hyunjin never has to find out,” Changbin said, and he shoved against your chest, watching as you fell down on top of the mattress - whining when Changbin crawled on top of you. “Lay there for me,” Changbin said, and you nodded your head as he pulled down his sweatpants, allowing his cock to spring free with a sigh.

Tentatively, you reached out to touch the firm muscles of his thighs, whimpering at how strong he was. “I-I haven’t done this a lot.”

“That’s okay,” Changbin murmured, and your eyes were locked on his cock as he jerked himself off. “It seems like you wanted it more than that other girl,” Changbin remarked, ordering you to open your mouth while he led the dripping head of his erection between your pursed lips.

Despite your inexperience, you made sure to do your best for Changbin that night, tasing his cum at the back of your throat as he whispered praises into the sweat-stained air surrounding you. 

And you must’ve done a good job because Changbin continued to come back for more, and it soon became a regular thing between the two of you to hook-up whenever there was an opportunity. 

You never told anyone else about your relationship, and Changbin agreed to keep it a secret as well, even if there was some hesitation on his part. But then again, you would soon come to discover that there was very little that Changbin would deny you in life, which made you realize something quite profound:

If you were gonna mention your brother’s weakness, then you had to include Changbin’s as well. Because Changbin’s weakness...was you.

During regular school hours, you avoided Hyunjin and his friends as much as possible. It wasn’t because you pretended not to know them, but you never felt comfortable under the scrutiny of your classmates. Instead, it was much better for your mental health to stick to your unique group of friends and exist at the bottom of the metaphorical totem pole.

But that was the perfect place for you to be because it complemented your introverted tendencies, especially when your closest friend was Han Jisung. 

He was just like you in a lot of ways - naturally timid, loyal to his friends, and full of hilarious jokes because he loved to make others laugh. The two of you had met in Elementary school, and you stayed close friends over the years even as you added more people to your circle: sweet and innocent Felix, intelligent and sharp Seungmin, and kind-hearted Jeongin who never failed to make you smile.

The five of you spent a lot of time together, and you were comfortable around them - part of a world that you treasured.

Especially when Jisung was always around to make you feel lighter - like the stresses of the world dissolved at the sight of his contagious smile. “Y/N is my new favorite,” he said during one particular morning. “The editing you did for my video project was amazing!”

“Hannie,” you cooed, and it was almost natural for him to wrap an arm around your shoulders.

“Y/N wouldn’t help me,” Felix grumbled as he glared at his lunch tray.

“That’s because you wanted me to do all the work,” you said, laughing at the pout that he wore.

“I’m not surprised,” Seungmin said. “I told you not to take the class.”

“It was supposed to be easy!” Felix whined.

“What made you think that a class on video software would be easy?” you questioned him, and you knew there was a sharp retort waiting for you on the edge of his tongue, but Felix’s mouth closed and his eyes shot up as a shadow fell over the table.

“Y/N,” Hyunjin said, surprising you with his presence. “Are you coming to practice after school?”

You sighed as you turned around to face him. “I’m going today with Felix.”

You and Felix were both co-managers of the swim team, a position that your brother and Changbin had helped you attain.

“I have something to talk to you about,” Hyunjin said while adjusting the strap of his bag, and it was then that you noticed Changbin standing behind him.

“Sure,” you agreed, and your brother didn’t spend another moment of his time talking to you and your friends. 

He was far more interested in the table of cheerleaders giggling his name. But you were still surprised to see that Changbin was lingering after Hyunjin’s departure.

“Don’t be late,” Changbin said, and you nodded while he glared at Han’s closeness to you - arm still relaxed in place around your shoulders.

“When are we ever late?” you tried to joke, but Changbin didn’t seem to find it very amusing.

“Yeah,” he agreed, and it was a lame effort to acknowledge your attempt at humor as he took one last considerate look at you and Han before following Hyunjin’s path out of the cafeteria.

“That guy is such an asshole,” Felix remarked. “Seriously? He always leaves his stupid towels around the floor at swim practice.”

You flinched at the harsh opinion, but it’s not like you could come out and tell your friends that you valued Changbin’s attention. Because they didn’t know that the two of you were sneaking around one another, playing some kind of intimate game where you were never certain of the rules and regulations.

“Hyunjin’s friends suck,” Jisung said, and he removed his arm from around you. “I’m sorry you guys have to deal with them.”

“It’s not so bad,” you said, but Seungmin was already leading the conversation in a new direction, and you could only sit there at the table and wonder what had happened to make your life so complicated.

Because it had been so much easier back when you and Hyunjin kept to your distinct worlds, acknowledging each other briefly around school and at home before dismissing the other once again. It wasn’t necessarily a bad relationship that you shared with your brother, but you never really understood him. And the two of you were radically different from one another, even if there was a reserved affection that manifested itself mostly at home away from the prying eyes of your classmates.

In any case, you knew that Hyunjin cared about you, and you both shared a mutual respect. It’s part of the reason why you never brought up your relationship with Changbin. That, and you were also afraid of damaging Changbin’s reputation because of his association with someone like you. 

It was much better to exist in your distinct popularity circles, and Changbin was masterful as the shark at the top of the food chain who swam above everyone else.

But you tried not to worry about it too much since everything was fine for the most part. It wasn’t difficult to keep your hook-ups private, and whenever Changbin came over to your house under the pretense of spending time with Hyunjin, he only had to sneak into your room late at night to find you waiting for him with your legs spread wide open.

“Earth to Y/N,” Felix snapped, jerking you back to the present moment with a harsh tone. “Are you even listening to me?”

“Sorry,” you murmured, and you looked down at the pile of towels that the two of you were folding. “Are these ready?”

“I guess,” Felix muttered, returning to the washing machine while you balanced the stack of towels between your hands, returning to the swimming pool where the heat slammed against you with a powerful force.

“There you are!” Bang Chan said, and he walked over to snatch a towel out of your arms, swiping it through his messy bleached curls.

“Sorry,” you murmured, moving around Chan to hand out the towels to the rest of the impatient swimmers.

“He’s having a hard time with the upcoming competition,” Hyunjin remarked to you when he took a towel from the stack.

“It’s fine,” you dismissed his concerns. “You wanted to talk to me?”

“Yeah!” Hyunjin agreed, and he quickly dried off his hair with rushed motions. “Mom and dad are leaving for a trip tonight.”

“I thought they mentioned something about it,” you said.

“I’m having a party at the house,” Hyunjin continued, and he threw his used towel onto the chair without any consideration to Felix who always complained about picking them up afterward. “You can just stay upstairs or whatever. Chan’s bringing good booze.”

“I'm not sure if I’ll come down,” you agreed, and Hyunjin nodded before retreating to the locker rooms.

Which left you alone in relative privacy with Changbin who waited until you personally walked over to him with the last towel. “Hey,” you said with a gentle voice, trying to avoid looking at Changbin’s exposed chest as you handed him a towel.

He took it from you and tossed it around his shoulders. “Your brother is having another party tonight,” Changbin remarked, looking at you with an inquisitive gaze.

“Yeah, our parents are going out of town,” you replied.

“I’ll look for you,” Changbin rumbled, and there was a familiar lust reflecting in his gaze.

“If you're up for it,” you said, trying to appear nonchalant, but that didn’t seem to be good enough for Changbin who blocked your path when you tried to step around him.

“Of course I want that,” Changbin said, and he seemed insistent about his resolve. “I like seeing you.”

You paused, wondering what Changbin wanted you to say because you were confused by his reaction. “Okay?”

He sighed. “I saw you and that Han kid at lunch,” he said. “I didn’t know you were so close.”

“We’ve been friends since I was ten,” you dead-panned, resisting the urge to roll your eyes because Changbin had seen you and Han hanging around your house before.

“That close, huh,” Changbin remarked, and he nodded while flitting his gaze between your eyes and your lips. “Is he coming tonight?”

“No,” you said. “Jisung doesn’t like those parties.”

“Really,” Changbin said, like it was a total revelation for him. “But....you like them, right?”

You frowned, growing somewhat annoyed with Changbin’s strange questions. “If I feel like drinking I guess,” you said, and you were relieved when Felix entered the pool area. “I should help with the cleaning.”

Changbin hesitated, but anything he might’ve said was interrupted by Felix who yelled for your name, providing the perfect means of leaving Chanbin behind before he said anything that he might regret.

Hyunjin’s parties were something of a legend around your school. Everyone tried to get an invitation, and the weeks following a singular evening of constant drinking, dirty dancing, and sleazy games conjured rumors of cheating, hook-ups, and the occasional girl who bragged about seducing your brother.

If you were being honest, then it would be fair to say that you usually hated the parties, and the only reason you even entertained a few hours downstairs was to observe the drama unfold. But it was a rare occasion, and lately you had become far too preoccupied with taking advantage of the loud distraction to bring Changbin up to your room so that he could fuck your brains out without anyone threatening to expose your secret.

But for tonight’s event, you decided not to even pay a single ounce of attention to the thunderous base music which turned your house into a glorified club. Instead, you wanted the solace of the four empty walls of your bedroom, leaving you with plenty of time to think about Changbin’s strange behavior from earlier with Jisung. 

You were preoccupied with the memory, turning it over and doing your best to analyze every angle in your search for understanding why he seemed abrasive towards the idea of your closeness with someone who had been a friend ever since you could remember.

However, you weren’t able to linger for very long on the recollection before there was a loud knock on the door, followed by the entrance of someone who was all-too familiar with the layout of your bedroom, even in total darkness. And he tip-toed across the carpet, shifting the bed beneath his weight as he crawled next to you with a gentle exhale. “You weren’t downstairs,” Changbin observed, and one of his hands paused on the dip in your waist.

“I didn’t feel like it tonight,” you replied, trying to ignore the fact that Changbin’s cock was hard against your lower back, even through his jeans.

“I got a different impression earlier,” Changbin remarked. “But it’s okay if you changed your mind. I found you anyway.”

“Yeah, I guess you did,” you whispered, and there was a faint sound of protest when he pulled you even closer, shifting his hips subtly to nestle his cock against the cleft of your ass. 

“Do you mind if we take our clothes off?” Changbin asked. “It feels better that way.”

You hesitated at the request because the chances of Changbin leaving the innocent suggestion as nothing more than a necessary touch seemed hardly feasible. “Sure,” you agreed nonetheless, and you could feel your heart jumping when he quickly wrestled off your shorts and panties, attending to himself as you threw off your t-shirt and tossed it into the floor.

“I like this more,” Changbin said, and you were suddenly heady with arousal with his cock pressed against your skin, legs curling through yours while doing his best to make sure you were both touching at every available chance.

“It’s nice,” you agreed, resisting the urge to grind your hips back on the thick cock waiting for you.

“We could just talk,” Changbin suggested, and you frowned at the idea. Because it certainly implied a deeper dynamic to the relationship that you shared with him. And since you were perfectly content with what you already had, you decided to turn over onto your back, reaching out for his hips to give a gentle squeeze.

“Come over here,” you whispered, and Changbin was more than willing to obey when he rolled on top of you.

Your legs spread for him on instinct, and even thought it was dark in the room, you could tell that he was searching for the evidence of your arousal, cupping your heat with one hand while the other stroked his cock. “Can I fuck you?” he asked, ever the gentleman if you could call him that in this type of situation.

“Of course you can,” you agreed, and he didn’t waste a single moment in slapping his hand against your pussy, covering your protests with his lips as he chased your sweet taste against his tongue.

“I’ll make you cum first,” Changbin promised, and you moaned when he attended to your lower-half, losing control over his seductive ministrations.

His hand was a blur as he rubbed the palm against your exposed sex, supporting himself above you with the other arm as the two of you exchanged breaths and kisses that were more teeth than anything. It was how you came for the first time that night, shuddering through your orgasm as Changbin never once faltered as he helped you ride out the waves.

You were drenched at that point, wet enough that you could barely even feel his cock slip into your pussy, and it wasn’t until he was moving you up and down in time with his thrusts that you were cognizant of the situation. More importantly, aware of how thick he felt moving between your walls, pounding against you with his balls slapping against your ass while his fingernails dug into your hips to maintain their hold on you.

Your legs wrapped themselves around Changbin’s waist, moving in time to the grinds of his deep penetrations, burying your face into the prominent smell of cologne against his neck. “Changbin,” you moaned, and the air was thick with sex and your combined sweat, building up to something so tense that it was almost palpable.

But there was always an electric energy between you and Changbin whenever you shared these moments together, and you were more than compliant with meeting each grind of his cock, whining as you started humping your hips in search of that second delicious high that would send you to another level of pleasure.

“I’ve got you, baby,” Changbin said, and you frowned at the unexpected pet name, but it wasn’t enough to deter you from focusing on him - looking down at the place where you were connected, watching his cock disappear inside completely covered with your arousal.

Everything was too wet and too hot, but you were dying for the orgasm creeping itself into volition, holding tight to Changbin’s shoulders and feeling the raw power in his arms as he fucked you. It was almost just as good as feeling his cock pound away at your pussy, plummeting over and over again like he couldn’t get enough of your tight walls clenching around him so good. 

“Close,” you warned him, and Changbin seemed to take that as a challenge, moving even faster until he was drilling your insides, touching the head of your cervix while adjusting his hips to nail your best spots and send you spiraling out of control with pleasure. 

“Say my name,” Changbin growled, and it was one of the most delicious sounds that you had ever heard.

“Changbin!” you cried, unraveling piece by piece as you came on his cock, reaching down to rub your clit and heighten the orgasm that was rocking you to the core.

It also helped that Changbin hadn’t stopped fucking you, spreading your thighs even more as he punctuated his own orgasm with a rough thrust that moved you several inches up the bed. But it was perfect at the same time, and you could feel him emptying his release inside of you, sweat dripping from his skin as he kissed you with an unexpected urgency, plunging his tongue into your mouth to explore whatever he could find.

“Fuck, you’re so good for me,” Changbin said, and you tried not to let his words go to your head since he was always in a good mood after getting laid.

“That was amazing,” you agreed, attempting to free yourself from his arms to clean the mess that he had made between your legs.

But Changbin’s arm held tight around you, pulling you back down as he whined. “Please don’t go.”

“I was just going to the bathroom,” you complained. “I guess you didn’t notice your leaking cum!”

“We can clean-up later,” Changbin insisted, and he was drawing you back into his welcoming warmth, turning you both onto your sides so that you could fit perfectly against him.

He murmured something else, but it was too quiet for you to hear his words, and you were too tired to request that he repeat himself before closing your eyes.

The next morning, you woke-up feeling nauseous.

Under normal circumstances, you might’ve just simply skipped away to the bathroom to drink down some Pepto-Bismol, but you weren’t anticipating a heavy arm wrapped around your waist when you startled awake.

“What the hell?” you grumbled, opening your eyes to accept the onslaught of morning light creeping through your blinds. 

You glanced over your shoulder and startled because Changbin was still sleeping soundly next to you, chest rising and falling with every breath. He had never slept with you through the entire night because he usually snuck away before anyone might notice. “Changbin,” you whispered, and you attempted to sit up without disturbing him, but you instantly regretted the sudden movement when a wave of bile threatened to send your stomach into a frenzy.

You cupped your mouth and no longer concerned yourself with being quiet, rushing into the bathroom to shut and lock the door before falling to your knees and puking your guts out into the toilet. It was nothing short of revolting, and you grimaced at the smell before flushing it down and holding your poor stomach which felt like it was twisted into several knots.

You then waited a few more moments to regain some strength before scouring the cabinet for some medicine to settle your unanticipated sickness. It might’ve been pushed to the back of the supplies, but you weren’t able to find out because your hand brushed across a familiar box that had you pausing. Because the box in question contained half a dozen pregnancy tests, and there was an uncertain part of your brain that couldn’t recall the last time that you had your period.

The tests themselves were leftovers in the cabinet from when Hyunjin nearly had a mishap with his last girlfriend. You remembered the look of terror on your brother’s face as he forced you to accompany him and his latest fuck to the convenience store to buy the tests, returning to your house only to share a collective sigh of relief at the confirmation of three consecutive negatives.

Despite the low odds of facing the same predicament, you took one of the tests and sat down on the toilet seat. It was a surreal experience, and you closed your eyes when you pissed on the stupid thing, hating how weird it felt to endure the lingering smell of your earlier sickness. You sighed when you were finished, placing the test on the edge of the counter while you tried to clean yourself up, brushing your teeth and gargling some mouth wash to wipe away the taste.

But the short cleansing spell took enough time that you could check the test, and the feeling of horror that settled into every square inch of your skin was almost unbearable. Because the fucking thing was reading positive, and you were sure that the world was ending around you. “Oh, fuck no,” you cried, and there were too many tears fogging your vision - making the image of the pregnancy test morph into an undistinguished shape.

Is this what a panic attack felt like?

You were trying to calm down your breathing when you jumped at the sound of a knock on the door. “Y/N?” You heard Changbin’s voice through the door. “Are you okay?”

“Shit,” you cursed quietly, tossing away the test as you started fixing your clothes. “I’m fine,” you called out to him, bracing your hands against the sink as you stared at your pale reflection in the mirror.

“Are you hungry?” he asked. “I was thinking that we could go and have lunch somewhere.”

You frowned at the strange request. What the hell? Changbin never asked you to do things like that with him. Why did he ask on the one day when you didn’t want him to see you?

“Maybe some other time,” you said, choosing the safer response and refusing to process the request that teetered the boundary between casual fucking and something deeper.

“Do you feel sick?” Changbin asked, and you winced at the concern in his tone because he must’ve heard you from earlier.

“I’m really okay,” you said, and you hated that your tone was so sharp, but you didn’t want Changbin to see you like this - barely coherent while your face was pressed against the side of the glass.

“Sure,” Changbin said, and there was something strange in his tone that you didn’t have the mental capacity to empathize. “I’ll text you later.” Changbin sighed, but it was still several moments until you heard his footsteps rescind.

In spite of your panic attack from the party, you were feeling mostly put together when you arrived at school the following Monday morning. After all, you had entire weekend to ball your eyes out in the quiet isolation of your bedroom. Especially when your brother decided to stay with Chan, and your parents weren’t supposed to come back until later on this week.

But you were still upset, and you knew that this problem - the one literally inside of you - wouldn’t just go away on its own. “I’m so fucked,” you explained to Jisung when the two of you skipped out on lunch to go outside.

“Damn,” Jisung said, exhaling because he was probably still focused on the revelation of your secret relationship with Changbin. But you had to tell him because it’s not like you got pregnant on your own. “You and Seo?”

“Shut up about him,” you said, and you weren’t quite sure where that sudden anger towards Changbin had come from since it wasn’t his fault - pregnancy was a two-way street and you were both reckless. 

“Did he hurt you?” Jisung asked with a fierce tone like he might stand right in Changbin’s face if it meant protecting you.

“No,” you grumbled. “But this wasn’t supposed to happen.”

“Obviously,” Jisung snorted.

“I’m serious,” you whined. “Changbin was just looking for a fuck buddy, and there’s no way in hell I can tell him about this.”

Jisung’s eyes widened in surprise. “You can’t keep this from him, Y/N. He has a right to know.”

“Why?” you muttered. “So, he can be an asshole and tell me it’s my fault? He has no obligation to stick around.”

Jisung was quiet, reaching out to wrap an arm around your waist. “You don’t know that he’ll do that.”

“Yeah I do,” you argued. “He’s friends with my brother, and all of those jocks are total assholes.”

Jisung sighed at your assessment. “Okay, but that still doesn’t mean you should keep it from him. After all, if you’re seeing him as often as you’ve told me, then he’ll start to question why you’re avoiding him.”

“Or, he’ll just move on to someone else,” you pointed out.

“Even if he does,” Jisung said. “You have to tell him, and I guess I’ll kick his ass or whatever if he’s inconsiderate.”

You couldn’t help but grin at the idea of Jisung standing up to Changbin. “You don’t have to do that,” you said. “I can manage him on my own.”

“But you don’t have to make it a scenario where it’s Y/N against the world,” Jisung said, and his smile was as bright as the sun. “I’ll always be here for you, yeah?”

You pursed your lips and nodded - a solemn promise from Jisung who you trusted more than anyone else. You knew that your bond was too strong to be broken, and you would desperately rely on his strength in the coming months as you scrambled to figure out what might happen next.

You had been ignoring Changbin for an entire week - doing your very best to avoid him in the hallways at school.

But it was harder than you expected because Changbin made it clear that he was looking for you, and you were running out of excuses to turn the other way in the hallways between classes or politely ask Felix to handle both of your managerial responsibilities with the swim team.

You knew that a confrontation was inevitable, but you were still surprised when he cornered you at your locker one afternoon, latching on to your wrist with an impossible hold. “Stop running from me,” he growled, and you were stunned by his aggression, allowing him to lock you both inside one of the empty classrooms. 

It was already awkward from the moment he locked the door, and you looked at him while he stared right back, tossing aside his bag as he crossed his arms over his chest. “I’m sorry,” you said, eager to fill the suffocating silence. “For ignoring you.”

Changbin scoffed, shaking his head. “What the hell did I do wrong, Y/N?”

“You didn’t do anything,” you said, and you could tell that the answer only frustrated Changbin even more.

“Then why are you avoiding me?” he asked. “I thought we always had a good time together.”

“Maybe too good.” You winced, and you sighed at Changbin’s look of confusion, approaching him on unsteady legs as you threw most of your weight against him in a surprising display of vulnerability. “I’m pregnant,” you whispered into his chest, and the confession triggered a sudden escalation of his heart as it pounded against his sternum.

“What?” he whispered in return, pushing back against your shoulders so that he could meet your gaze.

“I took a test,” you continued. “It was positive.”

“Shit,” Changbin cursed, but he didn’t lose his cool like you expected, and he wasn’t running from the room either. “How long have you known?”

“Since the last time we slept together,” you replied. “I woke up sick that morning, and I couldn’t remember my last period.”

“And you kept it from me all this time?” Changbin asked, but his tone wasn’t angry, and there was even a strange reflection of hurt in his eyes.

“I didn’t want to tell you that I was pregnant,” you said. “It’s really not your problem-”

“Not my problem?” Changbin interrupted, and he dropped his hands with an incredulous scoff. “What the fuck, Y/N? Of course it’s my problem.”

“It’s not,” you insisted, and you wrapped your arms around yourself because Changbin didn’t seem to be in any kind of hurry to comfort you. “Seriously, Changbin. I can handle it on my own. You don’t have to take responsibility because I know you don’t need that pressure.”

“What kind of person do you think I am?” Changbin growled. “I’m not the guy who leaves at the first sign of trouble.”

“We’re not even really together,” you said, turning away from him. “I’ll take care of everything, and you won’t have to get involved.”

“Not together?” Changbin repeated with a sigh. “I don’t know what you’re thinking, but it’s only been you since we started sleeping with each other. I was only committed to one person, and that hasn’t changed!”

“You’re angry with me,” you observed, watching Changbin frantically run his fingers through his dark hair.

“I’m just pissed,” Changbin said. “Not because you’re pregnant, but because you thought I would throw you away or something.”

You stiffened at the remark. “Are you not?”

“Never,” Changbin said, and he reached out for your shoulders, holding you in place as he sighed. “Y/N, I like you a lot more than you want to give me credit for, and I know we weren’t planning on this, but I’m not walking away.”

“Why?” you whispered with tears forming yet again.

“Because I want to be with you,” Changbin said. “Yeah, we’ve been keeping it a secret from everyone, but that’s obviously going to change, and I’m perfectly fine with the others knowing.”

“You don’t want to leave?”

“Of course not,” Changbin said, and then he was attempting a smile as he pulled you closer, dropping one hand down to your stomach. “I’ll admit it that this makes things more complicated, but I know how I feel about you.”

You nodded, overwhelmed with emotion as Changbin held you even tighter, allowing you to bury your face against his shoulder. “This means so much to me,” you said. “I’m really scared, Changbin.”

“It’s alright,” he soothed. “Ill take care of you.....both of you,” he added, pulling back just enough to connect your lips. “No more hiding, Y/N.”

“Thank you,” you said, and you didn’t bother holding back your tears as he continued to support you, whispering gentle words into your hair as you resolved yourself to an unexpected, but surprisingly bright, future with Changbin at your side.

[rainy-bangbeom]

Posts marked with (m) contain mature elements such as crude language, explicit sexual content, and other themes that may be unsuitable for minors. Please read at your own risk. 

Series

-> The BFB Mini Series ~ Lee Minho | College!AU (m) [ Part Two In Progress ]

-> Hiraeth Part One ~ Got7 Hyung Line | Supernatural!AU (m) [ Currently Editing ]

-> Finding SKZ [2023 Rewrite] ~ Bang Chan | Hybrid!AU (m) [ In Progress ]

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[st4rrvcha]

𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆(ch.1) - bfb!hyunjin x fem reader

wc: 571

genre: fluff... for now at least[WIP]

summary: you’ve been eyeing your best friend's brother for some time, but you’ve never said anything, for you feared that he wouldn’t like you back. your best friend ruko, seems to think he may like you too. luckily for you, his birthday is tomorrow! What will happen when you confess you love for him then?

note: hyunjin is referred to as his english name, sam, and reader is referred to as yuki.

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a/n: this is my first ever ff so pls be kind!! i also wouldn't mind some constructive criticism, as it'll help me get better at providing for you guys!! thank you for reading my ff!

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Tomorrow is Sam’s birthday and you think that the gift you’ve planned for him, it’s really more of a confession is too much. You’ve made an elaborate card, carefully worded to make sure he doesn’t get weirded out, you bought him all his favorite snacks, you went all out for this man. You even painted him a portrait of his favorite flower. Roses. 

You start pacing around your room, the walls feeling like they're closing in on you as you constantly overthink and spew nonsense about your worries for Ruko to hear. Ruko, sitting on your bed, assures you, “I’ve known Sam for over like 1,000 years. We’re literally siblings. If he didn’t like you a teensy bit I would know.” You interject, “I know, I know, Ruko,” you say with an exasperated sigh. “But it’s not as simple as that! What if he thinks I’m weird or something!! We don’t even know each other too well!” “You… and my brother… don't know each other too well?!?!,” Ruko says with an annoyed and slightly shocked face. “Then how come, every night you would sleep over at my house after dragging me there hungover you would always be chatting it up with him in the morning? Huh? Do you even think??? If I wasn’t your friend, hell, if I wasn’t even his sister, I still would have been able to see the chemistry you two have!” All of Ruko’s yelling kinda snaps it into you. “You’re right. I think I just need to muster up the courage.” you say.

Just then, Ruko’s phone rings. “Speak of the motherfucking devil.” she says. “Yo! Sam’s on the phone come say hi Yuki!” Ruko whisper-shouts. You’re even redder than the spiciest chili pepper, but slowly you walk over to where Ruko is sitting. “Hi Sam!” you say, mustering up the strongest voice you can get. “Oh! Hey Yuki! I haven’t seen you in a while! You comin’ to my birthday party tomorrow? I sure hope you are!” His words leave you in shock, but you keep going on. “Yea! I’m coming to your party! I’ve got a surprise for you!!” You’re alarmed at the words that came out of your mouth, hoping and praying that he didn’t hear you, but knowing full well that he did. “Oh yea?,” he says. You can hear the cockiness in his voice. It made your heart flutter and the butterflies in your stomach were all over the place. “I can’t wait to see it then. Anyway, bye Ruko! Bye Yuki! Love you guys!,” Sam says. “Love you too!” you and Ruko say in unison. “OMG! Girl. You just said Love you to my brother!!” she squeals in delight. She’s been waiting for you to slip up. All you can think about is how bad you’ve fumbled. “YA! If you bring this shit up again I swear you’re gonna sleep on my couch the next few nights.” This is the final straw for you. “NO! NO! NEVER! Please! I’ll stop! Not the couch!” Ruko writhes in fake pain. You guys laugh this off like good friends always do and get comfy in your bed. 

You try to fall asleep but all you can think of is how you’ve accidentally already confessed your love to Sam. It takes a while, but as you start to doze off, you start another one of your fantasies, lulling you into a deep sleep.

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next chapter coming soon! (i write a new chapter like everyday.)

- with love, emi(stvrrvcha)

[st4rrvcha]

𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆(ch.2) - bfb!hyunjin x fem reader

wc: 676

genre: fluff

chapter summary: it’s sam’s birthday!

note: hyunjin is referred to as his english name, sam, and reader is referred to as yuki.

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a/n: very short! im sorry about the length of this! my creative juices were not flowing as much as i hoped they would be.

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Sam’s dreams that night were occupied by you. He’d been in love with you for 5 years, ever since you and his sister became friends. When he first saw you, he thought you were the most beautiful human he had ever seen. He admired the way your smile and laughter lit up the room. The sparkles in your eyes when you laughed. He loved every part of you. Meeting you and talking to you for the first time just deepened his affection for you. Your voice was refreshing, like jumping in a pool on a hot, sunny summer day. He just knew he couldn’t wait to see you tomorrow.

the next day:

“Yuki! Wake up! I let you sleep like 3 hours extra! His party is in like 2 hours! You need to get ready!” Ruko shouts. She’s slightly concerned for you, as you’ve never slept so late in your life.

Still feeling a bit tired, you slowly get up, wincing from the brught light shining through your windows. Looking around, you see the time. It’s 3PM. His party starts in 2 hours. *OH MY GOSH! His party starts in 2 hours!* you think to yourself.

“Shit, shit shit! I overslept! Ugh! Ruko, you should’ve woken me up!” you yell at your friend, upset that she didn’t wake you up earlier. Especially knowing that today was a super important day for you.

“I’m sorry! I just figured you were super tired! Besides, you had some stupid smile on while you sleeping. I didn’t wanna interrupt your dream. That fuckin’ sucks.” Ruko admits.

“Oh! Well… in that case- thanks I guess.” Your right hand moving to the back of your head, awkwardly scratching at your scalp.

“You were dreaming about my brother weren’t you.” Ruko states matter-of-factly.

“I would never! I’ve never dreamt of your brother! Ever… Totally.” You gasped. Even though you said that, it was completely unbelievable. Anyone could see through that façade.

a few hours later:

You and Ruko had finished getting ready and you were on the way to the party, your extravagant gift in hand. As you pull up to Sam’s house, you catch a glimpse of him hanging out with his friends. Even in that large crowd of people, you could spot him. Clear as day. He’s always been the object of your affection.

You and Ruko get out of her car and the two of you drop off your gifts. Before you guys get accustomed to the party, you make your way over to Sam.

“Hey Sam!! Happy birthday!! Oh my goodness I can’t believe how big you’re getting!” Ruko exclaims as she pulls her brother in for a warm embrace.

Sam glances at you, squished in the hug, mouthing the words *Help me* with a smile. The two of you snicker and once Ruko is done hugging her brother you hug him as well.

You can smell the cologne he’s wearing. It smells like vanilla, and a bit like lavender. His embrace is warm and makes you feel warm, secure, and at home. As your hug ends and the two of you start to pull apart from each other, you make eye contact. The two of you can plainly see that neither of you wanted to let go of the other.

“Oh! Sam! I want you to open my gift first! If that’s okay with you that is…” you say shyly.

“Of course darling! I was gonna do that anyway!” he says with a smile that could light the whole world, and a chuckle as sweet as a baby’s laughter.

“I have to be with you when you open it. Alone.” you say. The air has suddenly become tense an serious with your words and tone.

“Oh! Of course Yuki! I’ll make sure that we can have time together. I can’t wait to open it.” he says. His smile is so wide and bright, as if he was the sun himself. His words and smile warmed you and made you feel like everything was going to be all right.

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next chapter coming soon! (sorry for the cliffhanger)

with love, emi(stvrrvcha)

[hyunsvngs]

you know how perv skz would sniff ur panties amd get off to the scent…. Well what abt perv reader that gets off on seungmins jersey COUGHSBNSN 🥰🥰😽😽

bfb seungie mc is feeling pretty guilty after reading this ask (its her)

♡ juno

[serenhyunjinity]

[bfb]

part 13 <—> part 15

when y/n gets invited round her best friends house for the first time, she unexpectedly meets her older brother who to be honest, is perfect. will her friendship be affected by her attraction?

[serenhyunjinity]

[bfb]

part 14 <—> part 16

when y/n gets invited round her best friends house for the first time, she unexpectedly meets her older brother who to be honest, is perfect. will her friendship be affected by her attraction?

[serenhyunjinity]

[bfb]

part 12 <—> part 14

when y/n gets invited round her best friends house for the first time, she unexpectedly meets her older brother who to be honest, is perfect. will her friendship be affected by her attraction?

[serenhyunjinity]

[bfb]

part 15 <—> part 17

when y/n gets invited round her best friends house for the first time, she unexpectedly meets her older brother who to be honest, is perfect. will her friendship be affected by her attraction?

[serenhyunjinity]

[bfb]

part 7 <—> part 9

when y/n gets invited round her best friends house for the first time, she unexpectedly meets her older brother who to be honest, is perfect. will her friendship be affected by her attraction?

[serenhyunjinity]

[bfb]

part 4 <—> part 6

when y/n gets invited round her best friends house for the first time, she unexpectedly meets her older brother who to be honest, is perfect. will her friendship be affected by her attraction?