#skz blurbs

[emithecharmer]

He is in Love

Hyunjin's eyes never strayed from your sleeping form, snuggled in his arms, head tucked away into his chest. He didn't look up while his members talked about the new song, or even when the food got there, no. You'd crawled into his arms when you first arrived and he would stay there as your bed until you woke up. He didn't complain when the others made fun and cooed, even taking a picture or two. All he did was smile fondly, leaning back into the couch, softly taking you down with him and pulling you closer by your thighs. He looked up and met his leader's eyes, smiling with a lovesick expression.

"I'm going to marry her." Hyunjin said simply, freezing when he felt you move in your sleep. The guys all laughed at his expression, but Chan felt his heart swell at the thought of Hyunjin having someone.

They all loved you, you were kind- and just as sassy and dramatic as Hyunjin. You were there when they had bad days, and you'd learned recipes from home and would cook when you had the chance, leaving them with a week's worth of homemade food.

Hyunjin had picked out the ring two months after he'd asked you out. His mom had told him when he was little, that he'd know when he found his person. And he did, he knew from the second he'd kissed you for the first time. He knew that he'd see your same, beautiful smile, walking down the isle one day. He knew that your pure heart would provide kind children and that you'd be a wonderful mother. He knew that your hands would be even more precious with a ring adorning them. He knew that your hair would shine in the sun as you two watched the sunset together.

And more than anything, he couldn't wait to spend the rest of his life with you, his person. His you.

[gimmeurtmi]

Cuddling with Seungmin with his arms wrapped around your waist and head resting on your stomach when he starts to feel needy so he nuzzles his nose between your legs to tell you what he wants… 🤭

whiny needy seungie………………….. *stares longingly into the middle distance*

(warnings; swearing, smut!!!🔞, oral f receiving)

your boyfriend flops on top of you as soon as he enters your room, a silent whine leaving his lips at the question of his wellbeing. “‘m tired,” is all he says, nuzzling his head into your stomach as he closes his eyes.

you let him wrap his arms around your waist, tucking his head to the side as the most adorable smile graces his feature. he’s happy, you can tell, and he slowly rubs his thumb against your hips as he hums softly.

“tummy warm,” he says, humming contently.

you pick up your hot water bottle that was previously on your stomach before seungmin unknowingly shoved it off you to replace his head there instead. he grabs the hot water bottle from your arms, tucking it by your thigh with his large hand on top of it.

you chuckle at him, grabbing your phone and getting back to the scrolling your boyfriend interrupted. seungmin moans about his phone being in his coat by the door so you show him a few videos, until the algorithm starts suggesting clips from a show he doesn’t watch so he waves you off and closes his eyes again.

you bring your fingers into his hair, carding through the blonde locks lightly, focus mainly on your thumb swiping up and up and up as seungmin softly hums against you. it’s calm, serene even, and you sigh deeply as you sink into the feeling.

you’re not sure how many videos it is later that seungmin starts fidgeting.

first, he starts tapping his fingers against your hip to a beat of a song he’s singing quietly but then he forgets the rest of the lyrics and gives up. then he keeps opening his eyes, looking up at you, then closing them again with a huff. rinse, repeat.

you’re about to ask him what the fuck his problem is and if he wants to do something else instead but he quickly gives you an answer when he moves his head around, nuzzling his nose between your legs.

“pups?” you said, voice soft from disuse.

he doesn’t answer, instead tucks his chin between your thighs and pushes them apart. he doesn’t need to use much force at all—considering you’re happy to help, and soon his face is between your thighs.

you’re expecting something, some kind of.. movement.. but all seungmin does is lay his head right between your legs, mouth pressed into your pelvis with a soft kiss to your hip bone.

you cough. seungmin giggles since the movement causes his head to lift lightly, and he presses a small kiss on your leggings. you know it’s where the little bow on your underwear sits.

that’s not exactly where you want him.

he kisses again, nuzzling in where your leg connects to your pelvis. another kiss. so soft, so fleeting, and you need more.

seungmin moves his head down, to the space you’ve created between your legs, and inhales. he inhales deeply, kissing right above where your clit is—but there’s too many layers in between.

“you smell so good, bubs,” he groans, eyes fluttering open as he looks up at you. “can i taste?”

you nod, quickly throwing your phone to the side and peeling off your leggings. you’re about to get rid of your mostly ruined underwear before seungmin stops you, the arms still wrapped around your waist keeping you still.

“like this,” he demands, nuzzling against your inner thigh.

he kisses more, kisses so many times you’ve lost count, until he suddenly latches his lips around your clit, sucking through your lace underwear.

he isn’t too quick, he isn’t too eager, and you think maybe he’s content with simply sucking like that—slow and lazily lapping at your pussy. you don’t mind it either, the calm from before increasing tenfold as your body relaxes and his tongue sends small waves of pleasure through your bones.

[soobnny]

one in the morning — kim seungmin. roommate au. fluff. a little slice of life.

roommate seungmin takes care of you when you catch a cold (1.0k words)

“(Name). Wake up.”

It’s quiet in your shared apartment, save for Seungmin’s harsh whispers jolting you from your trance of sleep.

There’s a trace of grogginess in his voice, like he’d forced himself awake, you’re not quite sure. It’s a little difficult to focus on anything when every surface of your skin feels like it’s burning.

“(Name).” He tries again, cold hand tapping against your arm. He’s gentle with his actions. He knows it wouldn’t take much to jolt you awake in your state.

“Seungmin?” You croak, voice congested as a result of your fever.

When you open your eyes, your roommate makes it look like he hadn’t been hovering over you and trying to shake you awake for the past few minutes. He just stands back, glass of water and your prescribed medicine in hand.

He looks exhausted, messy hair indicative of just having woken up and you don’t miss the yawn that leaves his lips when he turns away from you for a second.

The big white shirt he’s wearing is a little lopsided that it exposes a bit of his collarbones.

“The doctor said you need to take this every 8 hours, right?”

It’s a rhetorical question. You know he knows. He’d practically dragged you to get yourself checked after you’d failed to hide your fever from him.

“Yeah.” You move to sit up, the sound of rustling sheets lingering in the silence. A quick glance at the clock on your bedside table will tell you it’s close to one in the morning. It’s too early to have shaken your roommate away from his sleep. You feel sorry.

Seungmin hands you the medicine and glass of water in his hands. “Here, drink this.”

You take the medicine from his hand, placing it on your tongue and chugging it down with water almost immediately, like you’ve been told. You would hate for the metallic taste of the drug to linger on your tongue lest you want to start vomiting.

Your roommate only takes the glass back after you've drank every last drop, feverishly placing it on your bedside table so he doesn’t make a mistake of dropping it.

“Just gonna check your temperature now, okay? Then you can go back to sleep.” His hand falls over your forehead, an evident frown tugging at his lips before shoving his hand down the pocket of his sweatpants to grab the thermometer he’d brought with him.

“Okay.” You yawn, rubbing your eyes.

“It might feel a little uncomfortable.” He uncaps the cover off of the thermometer before gently tapping at your chin, as if telling you to open your mouth so he can slip the thermometer tip under your tongue.

When he slips it in, the first thing you discern is how cold the metal feels in your mouth. The next is how warm his hand feels gently moving strands of your hair away from your face before falling limp by his side.

The device is uncomfortable, but you don’t want to bother Seungmin any more than you already have.

“You can close your mouth now, then we’ll just wait for it to beep.”

Seungmin does nothing for the 30 seconds it takes the thermometer to check your temperature, simply sits on the edge of your bed patiently. The way he attempts to keep his eyes open is almost endearing.

He must’ve had a long day today.

The thought makes your face twitch. Your roommate isn’t usually like this, always passive in the things you do, but there’s something about the way he’s taking care of you right now that suddenly makes you aware of how considerate he is about things you usually overlook.

Thinking about it makes your face hot, so you stop. You wouldn’t want to fool the small device in your mouth.

When the thermometer beeps, Seungmin takes it from your mouth gently, staring down at the little screen before sighing a little in relief. “A little better than your temperature this morning. How do you feel, though?”

“I can’t really tell.” You feel ridiculous for it. The least you can offer him is a little reassurance that his efforts at waking you up to take your medicine are slowly adding up to your betterment, but you genuinely cannot tell if you feel better or not.

“That’s alright. We’ll check again in the morning. You can go back to sleep now.”

Your mind is slow to process your roommate tucking you back in. It doesn’t see him taking the empty glass on your table and shuffling to leave the room. It can only hear the quiet patter of his feet and the heavy inhale and exhale of exhaustion from the boy.

You’re halfway back to surrendering yourself to sleep when you call his name. “Seungmin?”

He’s just about outside your door when he turns back and lets his eyes gaze over to you. There’s something about the way he’s looking at you that you can’t quite put a word to. It’s different to how he looks when it’s morning and you’re more aware.

“I’m really sorry for bothering you.” You think the guilt will swallow you whole if you keep letting it brew in your sternum, so you tell him. The words sound congested when they leave your mouth, but you hope he understood every single word.

“Don’t be ridiculous.”

You could never be a bother sits on his tongue.

“Go back to sleep. I don’t have plans tomorrow so I’ll be here to take care of you.” He runs a hand through his hair, looking at you one final time before shutting the door closed behind him. He doesn’t give you a chance to protest.

A little digging will tell you he does have plans for tomorrow, and if you asked Jeongin he’d probably rat out his best friend and tell you how he’d asked to raincheck so he could stay and take care of you.

(“Jeongin, I can’t come tomorrow. Can we move it to Sunday?”

“Why?” He whines.

“...(Name) is sick.”

“Oh my god, you are hopeless. Dude, just tell her how you feel, it’s not that hard.”

“Goodbye.”

“Wait, tell her get well so—”)

Maybe if you were more awake, you would’ve noticed the little ways in which he cares for you. Maybe if your mind was a little sharper in processing things, you would’ve heard him saying he’d do anything for you, even if it was to sacrifice the sleep he values. Instead, you close your tired eyes and fall back to unconsciousness.

In the morning, you’ll be greeted by a hot bowl of soup and the company of a roommate who bears more feelings for you than you originally thought.

[sweetkpopmusings]

heart-fluttering moments with stray kids <3

a/n: just a quick post to prove i'm still here! life is demanding, but i will always be on that sweet delulu agenda, so i hope this brings you some joy whenever you read it <3 these boys really do make my heart flutter regularly :,-) pics not mine~

content: fluff, can be read as nonidol!straykids | wc: 1.2 k | warnings: none really! | pairing: stray kids x gn!reader | requests: open

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chan♡‧₊˚

when you make him laugh. 

chan loved acting childish with you. he could let his guard down; with you, he could always have fun. games were more enjoyable, conversations were more playful, and everything was brighter when you two were with each other. you both relished in the feeling of being childish together. the living room, coffee shop, sidewalk–these were all your playground. chan was extra certain of that when you cracked a particularly clever joke in response to his teasing comment. he laughed, eventually giggling with pure delight because it just kept getting funnier. you couldn’t explain why, but your heart soared every time the sound of his laugh met your ears, and it didn’t feel like this sensation would stop any time soon. that sound, you decided, was more enjoyable than any game of childhood makebelieve ever could be.

minho♡‧₊˚

when he protects you. 

minho viewed you as one of the most precious people in the world. sure, that meant that, at times, he got a little too doting, scolding you for minor injuries that normally wouldn’t bother him. it was annoying but still sweet, so your complaints were lighthearted whenever they came out. you were not complaining, however, as his arm gently guided you through jampacked downtown crosswalks. cars and pushy passersby abound, yet you only felt a rush from the rustle of his jacket against yours and the way his eyes checked on you every few seconds, ensuring you were still by his side in the mess of it all. he even pulled you out of the crowd to ask if you were okay. you thought you’d always be okay, as long as you could stay with him. so you said, yes, thank you, minho. if you weren’t too busy calming your own heartbeat, you might have caught a glimpse of minho’s pink-tinted ears.

changbin♡‧₊˚

when he buys you a gift. 

changbin felt so excited whenever he got to spend a day off with you. today, your schedules aligned well enough to take a day trip, and changbin never stopped smiling, giggling, or showcasing his joy in some way. you joked around with cheesy accessories in tourist shops, stared in awe at gorgeous antiques, and enjoyed each other’s company as though the day would last forever. changbin made sure it felt like that when he handed you a simple necklace, saying i bought this at that thrift store while you got us coffee. i thought you could have it as a reminder of a happy day we had together, whenever you’re down or i’m away. you accepted it, a soft thank you, changbin falling from your mouth as you latched the chain around your neck. he laughed his signature laugh, and you knew that, necklace or not, you’d never forget this day. 

hyunjin♡‧₊˚

when you tell him he’s beautiful. 

it wasn’t every day that you got to spend quiet time with hyunjin. that’s why every opportunity was special–well, more special, as any time with hyunjin was precious to you. you’re both relaxing, enjoying the soft sunlight that washes over your reclined bodies on the picnic blanket. you turn to look at him, and you’re struck by the beauty of the man beside you. he glows, all perfect angles and warm soul. when he asks why you’re staring, you reply because you are so beautiful. his eyes spin with wonder and gratitude when he looks at you, and you feel more beautiful than you ever have in your entire life. he smiles, pauses, and replies, so are you. only seven words were exchanged between you two, yet it felt as though you both had poured your hearts out over the remnants of your favorite snacks littered about the blanket beneath you.  

jisung♡‧₊˚

when he looks over at you. 

you’re about to watch a movie together for the first time. not just any movie, though. you’re about to watch jisung’s favorite because he has deemed you worthy of such an important endeavor. you two sit close to each other on the couch, not completely intertwined, but the space still a clear indication of how comfortable you are together. there’s a glint–excitement, mixed with fondness–in his eyes when you catch his gaze. the smile on his lips is sweeter than anything else you’ve ever seen. this moment, this fleeting exchange with jisung, is sweeter than anything else you’ve ever experienced. you’d refuse to admit it, but the way he looked at you is the reason your cheeks ached from smiling before the movie was halfway done. you had to admit you loved the movie, though, when he looked at you with his bright brown eyes, clearly grateful to have shared this experience with you.

felix♡‧₊˚

when you two make a promise. 

felix was out of town again, so your weekly hangout had to be over video. felix, being sunshine personified, still managed to warm you up through the screen. it was getting late for you, though, and felix noticed before you did that your eyelids were starting to get heavy. you protested against his you need sleep! i’ll be here when you wake up, so please go to bed! but felix knew how to coax you into listening. after all, he knew you better than most, and he cared about you even more. he said so, asking you to promise that you’ll call as soon as you wake up. the beaming smile on his face that appeared after your promise truly left you breathless, and all the more certain to call him every day, if that’s what he wanted. you could even hear that smile when he picked up the phone, and his signature warmth filled your chest as soon as he said you kept your promise!

seungmin♡‧₊˚

when he tells you the truth. 

seungmin wanted to take you to an arcade, so you both could let off some steam in a lighthearted, cost-effective way. while that sounded good in theory, you both realized that was impossible when the stress and cost of the claw machine overtook your night. it was still fun, and neither of you would give up until at least one plushie was in your arms. on your 23rd try, you couldn’t hide your furrowed brow or frustrated huff when the plushie slipped out of your claw fingers at the last second. seungmin laughed beside you, saying you look ridiculous right now. you frowned, and, still laughing but not wanting to kick you while you were down, seungmin clarified that it’s cute. you were grateful for the neon lights, hoping they blended with the blush on your skin to save your dignity, as the smile that grew on your face gave too much away. seungmin must not have noticed because he just slid into place in front of the claw machine. as you watched him focus, however, you noticed that a smile never left his face, despite failed attempt after failed attempt.

jeongin♡‧₊˚

when you confide in him. 

jeongin knew something was on your mind when you were less enthused than normal during his shopping haul. he made himself comfortable near your spot on his bed, saying you can tell me, you know? only if you want, though. you smiled, cherishing the ease with which jeongin pulled out your trusting side. without going too much into it–you still wanted to enjoy his fashion show–you admitted that you had been more stressed than normal lately, probably creeping your way toward burnout. he sighed, understanding completely and immediately, and asked what can i do to make you feel better? like magic, that alone made your world shine brighter, but you asked him to continue showing off his clothes, because that was as close as you could come to admitting how much better he made you feel just by being there. 

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[inkelea]

supermarket adventures! ✭

pairing: kim seungmin x fem!reader

synopsis: a cute old lady approaches you one day you’re out buying your groceries, only for her grandchild to interrupt your chat.

genre: fluff, fluff, fluff. drabble.

warnings: can be read as non idol!au or as idol!au, none.

word count: 0.3k

part two.

a/n: just something short and sweet for our best puppy. (i wrote this in like 25 mins and didn’t proofread a lot sooo)

buying groceries was no fun. or at least that was what your friends told you when you talked about it with them. you disagree. going around the different aisles of the supermarket, fighting against the prices to try and find the best product… it almost felt like therapy.

so once again, here you are. 9 a.m. in the morning and your local market is as busy as anyone would find it in the afternoon.

stopping right in front of the fruits, you take a glove and see which one of the mangos in front of you is the best one to bring home. it wouldn’t be the first time this supermarket scammed you.

a light tap on your left arm makes you turn, a short old lady dressed in pink is waiting for your attention. looking very barbie-like, you think.

“hi miss, would you kindly take some lemons for me? i am not able to reach them.”

she waits patiently while you make sure to pick the right ones. her big smile makes you want to do everything she ever asks you to, but before you can give her the lemons in your hands, a voice interrupts your movement.

“nana! what are you doing? i just left for one minute!”

a boy with fluffy looking hair appears behind the old lady. he has puppy eyes and a butter can in his hands.

“seungmin! i was just asking this pretty woman for some help,” she says with a warm tone.

the boy finally looks at you, his body stiff all of a sudden. he steps to his grandmother’s side, giving you a half smile. returning it, you hand him the lemons, small nod coming right after accompanied by the lady’s ‘thank you’.

after some seconds his smile grows wider and he turns to his grandmother. “let’s go pay for this, nana.”

linking his arm with hers, he starts walking to the checkout on the other side of the fruit aisle, one last look at you over his shoulder.

so buying groceries wasn’t fun, huh?

@mochamvgz

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[silentcryracha]

❍ ‗ Sharing a flight with skz ‗ ❍

Pairings : OT8 X gn reader (Bang Chan x reader, Lee Know x Reader, Changbin x reader, Hyunjin x reader, Han x reader, Felix x reader, Seungmin x reader, IN x reader)

Genre/warnings : none :)

Summary : How I think the Stray Kids members would be like during a flight with their s/o

Word count : 2.5k

A/n : Just a silly little idea that came to my head as someone who's had her fair share of long and shorter/lonely and non flights. Very random but still hope you enjoy!

ps: There could be grammar errors. Please DO NOT repost on other socials. Leave feedbacks if you feel like it, otherwise enjoy! ♡︎

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Chan ‗ ❍

Chan would absolutely be all giddy and excited about this vacation, but most of all to be able to spend time with his s/o.

You two would spend a lot of the time talking and discussing the trip, especially on the colture of the place and maybe try to learn a few words of the language!

Also, organization is a key word, for sure. He mentioned how he hates to not have things under control and prepared whenever he has to do something, so. You would probably already have a list, if not a whole routine prepared for each day.

You would also remind yourselves to not overdo it, or else it will become like a work trip. Mentioning work, you also made him promise to leave his job alone and get his mind off of it while you're on vacation.

During the flight you would watch something together, probably lighthearted like a romcom or an animated movie. You would also share earphones to stay even closer to each other, lovebirds

At some point you will have to rest though, and if you're lucky you'll end up hugging and napping quietly together. But If you were to fall asleep before him though, he would try to sneak out his laptop and work on his music, still making sure to have you close. Maybe hugging you to his chest with one arm, or even just reaching out to play absentmindedly with your hair (or ears, you know how he does it). He'd be the type to raise the armrest between you two to be more comfortable.

You would scold him (lovingly ofc) when you wake up but he'd defend himself saying that he had nothing else to do so might as well do something useful. You'd forgive him on the condition that he would get some sleep later :(

Minho ‗ ❍

I'm not a hundred percent sure if his fear of heights also impacts his mood during a flight, but regardless I lowkey think that he would make everything in his power to make the time pass faster. Also most probably would avoid the window seat or keep the lid shut.

He wouldn't be the most talkative in general I think, considering that you were sharing the space with strangers. He would rather sleep or watch something to distract himself, Something that he either has already seen and loves which will keep him entertained, or maybe something new that could get him interested/hooked.

He would absolutely have snacks in his bag regardless of the airline serving food on board. Especially if you had any favorites or happened to be a bit picky with food.

Yes I feel like he would definetly be quieter than usual, but it's okay because you understand him and don't really mind as soon as he's comfortable.

Would definitely let you sleep on him, but wouldn't want to mess with the security belt or make any changes with the seats. Just to be sure. Something that he would do though is trying to make you as comfortable as possible; folding a jacket in a spoecific way to make a pillow, or straight up bringing one with him, would allow you to put your legs over his, make sure that the headrest isn't uncomfortable for your neck and so on.

You, on the other hand, would also try your best to get him to relax and spend the flight peacefully. When the plane does land though, he'd start smiling and be in such an hilariously good mood that you couldn't help but laugh at him, teasing him just a bit for being so previously anxious.

Changbin ‗ ❍

Changbin would make the most of it. Literally. He would be absolutely delighted to enjoy what he essentially considers a few hours of rest. I feel like he's one of those people that would ask for food seconds or multiple refills for drinks, use every single one of the freebies that are offered by the airline like a sleeping mask, blanket, pillow, headphones.

Of course he would have his own stuff too but he would just refused to use them. He'd look at you with his arms behind his head, a raised eyebrow "This flight costed more than my left arm, might as well enjoy it" then he'd smile at you going "Relax, baby"

Would absolutely be knocked out after an hour in the air. I don't know, he just seems someone that values his sleep and even more when he has the chance to take a break. Also because he'd probably get hyperactive as soon as you landed.

He's the type to recline the seat (still respectfully ofc) and literally make his own little improvised bed to have the nap of a lifetime, even better if he has someone to hug.

Other than that though I feel like you would also be talking a lot about the vacation, telling each other the different places that you wanted to visit. The conversation would change direction about ten times though, because you just enjoy each other's company so much that you end up spending hours just chatting and laughing.

Changbin would probably be very phyisical, even in small things. And a gentleman at the same time. For example; Standing up to let you pass whenever you had to get up from your seat, keeping a hand at the small of your back when you walked, always lets you go first when walking/entering a car/going up the stairs.

Hyunjin ‗ ❍

Hyunjin is someone who I imagine would be pretty chill on a plane. He would have to keep himself entertained in some way though, for sure. So if he's not sleeping for most of the time (by choice, I think) he's definetly keeping his mind busy. I truly think that he would despise to get bored.

You would make conversation about your trip and especially the places that you planned on visiting. Museums and touristic places would be at the top of the list. He probably already looked them all up already and has plans on specific photos to take once he gets there.

I think that it would be likely for you two to watch a movie together. Something pretty serious like a drama or a romantic movie. Regardless of the movie being good or bad it would absolutely spark conversation, even more so if the people involved made some pretty questionable things throughout the movie, then the topics could go on for hours.

He would also most probably have a little sketchbook with him and a couple of pencils, just to practice, scribble or try to capture something interesting to him. I imagine him sliding it your way, silently asking you to play silly games, like tic tac toe, the hangman and so on.

If you were also an artist or someone that likes to play around with drawing a bit, I can imagine you two working on different things quietly for a while and then showing it to each other.

I'm not sure of how much of a cuddler he would be in this case, but he would do some small pda especially when it's just the two of you in your seats. Like playing with your hand or fingers, pecking your cheek/head/temple, or playing with your hair.

Overall I think that it would be a super relaxing experience, just really fun and wholesome :'')

Jisung ‗ ❍

Han is another one who is afraid of heights so I think similarly to Minho for the whole seat placement thing. But,,, maybe he would still want to peek at the sky every once in a while. Maybe.

He is also someone who would be pretty quiet and reserved in these type of 'public' places, but he'd instantly get way more relax when he is seated next to whoever he's with.

You would have some casual conversation about your trip but mostly I think that he would be someone that just wants to relax as much as possible. He wouldn't want to be 'tied' to busy schedules or too many planned things, he'd go 'with the flow'. But again you would definetly talk about how happy you are to be together and be able to have some fun in a new place.

Could go from very talkative to a comfortable silence. You could easily do two different things but still interact once in a while, for example you could be reading a book and he could be watching a movie (I think something intense? Like a drama or a thriller/horror movie) and suddenly you'd hear him gasp softly at a plot twist and when you look up he would be looking at you with an overdramatic expression, making you laugh.

Very likely to share earphones or a playlist to listen to the same things at the same time, again while doing different things or maybe playing a game together.

He would definetly be the person to get a coffe refill, get hyperactive for a solid twenty minutes and then fall asleep on you suddenly. He seems to have a thing for laying on people's laps so he could do that, even better if you played gently with his hair or stroked his arm to give that bit of extra comfort. He would definitely do the same for you though, "Of course baby, come here" the unprovoked english (he totally does that, fight me) would make you laugh before he held you in his arms :')

Felix ‗ ❍

One thing that's assured with him is physical contact. I genuinely think that you would constantly be all over each other no matter what you're doing.

But not in a gross/cheesy way like making out and stuff like that, I mean like sleeping on each other, playing with your hands, random small kisses or nuzzling, or simply involuntarily leaning closer or bumping onto each other when you're laughing. Just... touch.

I also think that you would come prepared with things to spend your time with. Like previously downloading games, music, videos and so on. Mainly to listen to/watch together. Doesn't have to be a movie necessarily, it could also be a sepcific youtube video about a topic that you're both interested in, or something along those lines.

He is also someone who I think is gonna be eager to search up places to visit. Photography spots, touristic sites, restaurants, shopping or fashionables streets. He would definetly want to buy something, if anything to have a memory of your vacation.

If you do end up watching something though, I think that he would like something that keeps him in a good mood and maybe have a few laughs over, like an animated movie, a superhero/action movie or a comedy.

Now, nap time would definetly happen and it's gonna be a tangle of limbs that's for sure. Him laying on you or you on him, hugging, heads against each other and all that. Would also definetly raise the armrest to stay closer.

He would definetly keep reminding you how excited he is for this trip, to see new things and places and mainly to spend time with you. I have an half idea that he would lowkey love to match clothing with you, even if in a subtle way, or just to lend you some of his things and maybe you to him? Like a pair of sunglasses, a jacket, jewelery and so on.

His main missions would be spend quality time with you, do lots and lots of photos, buy both you and himself a present and overall enjoy a new place. Cc

Seungmin ‗ ❍

In his case I feel like this trip wouldn't have been planned or chosen for no reason. Wether it was because one of his favoite sports teams were playing a match there, or because maybe that specific period of the year was gonna be special for the country that you were about to visit. Or again, it could be a place that he has already visited when he was a kid, or that he always wanted to visit. Wathever the reason, it must've been something meaningful to him.

This would definelty be a topic of conversation that could get more or less deep depending on the context. Regardless, he would be very excited for the trip and what it would mean to him.

He would also tell you how glas he was that he could share this experience with someone who means a lot to him. "Aw Minnie, so cute" you'd lovingly tease him for being so sweet and he'd roll his eyes trying to hide a smile and the blush of his cheeks.

On the flight itself you wouldn't do anything out of the ordinary. You'd watch a movie or a drama (even better if it's one that you were currently watching) and chill for a couple of hours until it ended or you got bored. You would be both pretty caugh up with the plot so you wouldn't interact much, but you'd definitely be leaning against him comfortably.

After that you would probably sleep for a while, still hugged and maybe sharing a blanket, You'd still try to keep some composure since at the end of the day you weren't in a private place, but other people were around you. I don't see an extreme amount of pda coming from Seungmin in public, if any at all.

After waking you'd ask for a hot drink, could be coffe or something else, but he would definelty ask for an americano. You'd make small talk comfortably and even before you realized it it would be time to land and for your special trip to begin, and for him to make new memories to write down in his diary.

Jeongin ‗ ❍

Innie seems like a person who also enjoys pretty things and having fun. So the destination would have to reflect that. I think that he would like to pick a big metropolitan city where he could find anything and everything.

He looks like the person that would want to make many experiences; from trying new foods, walk around pretty streets, the fashion district, some historical monuments, restaurants and cafés and overall have a relaxing time. He would probably want to take lots of pictures and make some nice memories, but nothing further than that.

You would talk a lot about it during your flight in a generalistic manner, joking around a lot and just having fun. He also seems to be the type to be keeping to himself with strangers and as a result wouldn't be big on pda either. At most he would allow you to lean on him to rest.

With Jeongin I'm not totally sure if he would even be down to watch something in the first place. I see him more as a chilling and listening to music type. He would just close his eyes and enjoy his own playlists to spend the time, or ASMRs if he wanted to simply relax or sleep for a while.

Overall he wouldn't throughtly enjoy the flight itself because he would get bored and pretty annoyed that he can't move around, so I think that his mood would improve a lot when you actually land.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

[geombyu]

“Kiss Attack!” — Pairing. hyunjin x gn!reader | Genre. fluff | Word Count. 0.3k - short as hail but guys pleek look at this vid i Knew i had to write Smthng when i saw it pls hes litrly so .

Days like these with Hyunjin are what you love the most.

Wasting the day away by watching countless movies and talking about nonsensical things—but were you really wasting it? Any minute spent with Hyunjin is worth anything.

You were both rewatching a romance k-drama you both like, and one of your favorite scenes came on. Every time you rewatched, it never failed to give you butterflies.

"I wish I had what they have," you blurted out, not thinking too much of it, but when Hyunjin gasped and dramatically turned his head with a shocked face, you realized you should've kept it to yourself.

"Do you not? I'm right here!" Your dumpling-like boyfriend pouted, then he tackled you and you're now laying on your back with his hands on your wrists. "You know I didn't mean it like that!" You giggle.

"I don't believe you," he looks at you, a smile tugging on his lips, but he resists the urge to smile as wide as he could. You always knew your boyfriend was pretty—you brag about it all the time—but damn. Even during a moment like this, he's the most gorgeous person to ever step foot on this planet. "—But I will if you kiss me." He adds.

You would've said yes right away, but you want to tease him. "Hmm, I'll think about it," you shrug. Your response has his jaw on the floor, "that's it!"

Suddenly, he lets your wrists go and cups your cheeks, kissing you all over your face, "h-hey! Hwang Hyunjin!" He laughs and then he places yet another kiss on the side of your lips. "Kiss attack!" He exclaims, while you let him do his attack thingy with a stupidly wide grin on your face.

If this was how it'd turn out, you're glad you didn't keep it to yourself.

©geombyu

[starlostseungmin]

— sweet things they do, skz.

pairing: boyfriend!skz (idol!skz) x gn!reader

genre: domestic fluff, just loads of fluff okay?

warnings: mentions of food, kissing, not proofread.

word count: 1.5k +

notes: i literally missed writing something like this so please reblog, leave your feedbacks and put tags alright? thank you very much love ♡

𝗕𝗔𝗡𝗚 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗡 — notice your new hairstyle

you were waiting for chan to get off from work just inside the jyp café, one that he would always recommend for you to wait for him every time when it gets late. it was almost past nine in the evening as you were just scrolling on your phone when he just arrived and saw your familiar figure from the entrance. a smile of comfort and relief surfaced on his lips as he took his way towards the table when he realized you’ve done something with your hair today. he stopped for a minute and examined how different they were from the moment he left your shared apartment this morning—he just fell in love with you even more. 

“hey gorgeous!” he beamed as you turned to face him. 

“you’re here!” you said as his lips met your forehead for a kiss. 

“did you style your hair?” he asked, taking the seat across from you. 

“yeah, i did,” you said, nervous about his reaction. “do you like it?” 

“of course love, you look so beautiful with it,” he smiled, which left you to be a blushing mess. 

𝗟𝗘𝗘 𝗞𝗡𝗢𝗪 — let you sleep on his lap 

minho was just scrolling through his phone while taking a rest from his dance practice—that’s the time you came inside the room after he texted you to come. he greeted you without taking his attention from the device lying on his hand, not until he felt a weight on the couch taking the space beside him. your boyfriend watched you execute some moves until your head fell on his lap to take a nap. he smirked at the sight of you, but given the response, he received from his texts, he knew you were tired too. 

“sleepyhead,” he murmured, shaking his head. 

“thank you,” you answered before kissing his thigh and proceeding to take a nap—leaving him smiling as he went back to his phone while trying to ease your tension with his fingers on your hair. 

𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗕𝗜𝗡 — sending sweet messages before you sleep

due to the boys’ hectic schedule and their ongoing tour, you knew changbin wouldn’t be available as much as when he was still in seoul with you. but despite his messy and abrupt sessions, he always takes his time to do something for you. timezones suck but changbin always has a clock that determines the time when he is in another country, which he knows you miss him so badly. one time when you were just reading a book on your bed, a beep sound escalated from your phone on the nightstand. being distracted as you are, you were already expecting his messages. 

“hey baby, i won’t be able to call you right now because we’re having a tight schedule today. but i will come back later, okay?” 

“make sure to drink water and take care of yourself while i’m gone,” 

“it’s already morning in here, i hope you’ll have a good night sleep,” 

“take care baby, i love you,” 

“good night,” 

“i love you too,” you said, rereading his messages all over again—you’d indeed tackle him with cuddles when he comes back. 

𝗛𝗬𝗨𝗡𝗝𝗜𝗡 — make you his lock screen & home screen

hyunjin is the type to make his paintings or sketches to be his phone display, but that changed until he met his muse, you. ever since the relationship started, you like accompanying him whenever he visited his studio where he paints and does all his masterpieces. you love his artworks as much as you love him and couldn’t help but take pictures of you whenever you are in awe of one of his works. other candid and formal shots were taken from your dates, others were made as his inspirations for his sketches. one time, he was trying to sketch something out of his imagination when you asked him if you could borrow his phone since yours went dead a few minutes ago. only a hum was given as a response so you made your way towards the couch to fetch it. that’s when you saw your picture being his lock screen—one that he captured when you were mesmerized by a painting in an art museum. a smile was formed on your face as you typed his password and only to be welcomed with a similar photo from before (the difference was only the angles) 

“these are pretty,” you said when he already knew what you were talking about. 

“can’t help it, you are just pretty as they are,” he smiled, not taking his attention from his sketch. 

𝗛𝗔𝗡 𝗝𝗜𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗚 — kisses your neck at random times

your boyfriend is a sucker for kisses, especially when it is time for cuddles. it became a habit of his when he sees you standing with your back against his front. a pair of strong arms would wrap around your waist as he buries his face in the crook of your neck and leaves kisses on them, as well as on your nape. it goes around at random times, or whenever he feels like it. just like how he woke up after sleeping for an hour on the couch you shared a while ago—you were trying to cook food for dinner. 

“baby, what are you doing?” he said, lazily making his way down towards the small kitchen. 

“cooking,” you hummed in response. “you’re awake already?” 

“yeah, you were gone by my side,” he responded with his arms hugging your waist as he rested his chin on your shoulder. “that smells good,” he added, kissing your neck for the compliment. 

“y-yeah,” you said, trying to hide the blush on your cheeks by chuckling. 

𝗙𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗫 — makes candlelight dinner for you

you know felix is always true to his word, he can’t even lie to save his life and after countless times of postponing dates due to his busy schedule—the tour is already fast approaching—he promised himself to make it up to you. being the most understanding partner you are, he didn’t have to push himself into it and you have also a job to take care of. yet your boyfriend takes it as a no. it was that one night when you just got off from work and arrived home before 9 in the evening—the lights were off the moment you entered the apartment you’ve shared with him, one that made you curious and anxious at the same time. by the time you had your phone’s flashlight on, you saw him lighting up a candle on the table with your favorite foods on it. 

“it was supposed to be a surprise,” he chuckled, blowing a matchstick. 

“i am surprised,” you said, amused at the sight of them. “this is so wonderful lix,” 

“y/n, i keep my promise okay?” he said, taking you for a hug. “let’s just keep it this way for privacy and, since we can’t take a reservation because we’re both busy,” 

“it doesn’t matter, okay?” you smiled, giving him a soft kiss on the lips. “thank you,” 

“anything for you,” felix smiled. 

𝗦𝗘𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗠𝗜𝗡 — holds your hand and kisses them 

you know seungmin isn’t the type to be clingy unless he needed to. but there are times that he is overly affectionate with you, especially behind closed doors. yet one thing that makes your heart flutter is when he holds your hand out of the blue or whenever you are in public places—one that he wanted to secure you by his side or maybe he just wanted to interlock his fingers with yours to tell the world you are his. when he gets bold, he’d lift your hands to kiss your knuckles and smile at you. sometimes he’d take your hands inside his hoodie’s pockets to keep them warm under a cold weather and play with your fingers. 

“someone seems bored,” you smirked as he chuckled lightly. 

“i just love holding them you know?” he said, kissing your knuckles. 

“and i love the one who holds them,” you winked which only made him laugh in response after being flattered. 

𝗝𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗜𝗡 — share his ice cream with you 

after acknowledging that you were having a bad day, your boyfriend immediately took you out on a date. being thankful as you are, you didn’t waste your time talking about how your classes went and that’s how he would just listen while eating his ice cream—letting you all rant about it. harsh sighs and disbelief, words came out like knives and rocks. you were stressed enough to do something related to school. whining at the fact that you have homework, jeongin pointed his ice cream at your face, it was already half-eaten but the melting cream was enough for you to devour. you didn’t hesitate to take some. 

“thanks,” you said. “now the—” 

“y/n, let’s just stop this okay? you need to rest and let me buy you ice cream,” he said, trying to calm you down. “you took a big bite, it’s the cone that is left now,” 

“i hate you,” you retorted. 

“i love you too,” he snickered. “but seriously, you want ice cream or not?” 

“yes,” you smiled as placed a soft kiss on your lips before dragging you towards the ice cream parlor nearby. 

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[lonelystczennie]

7:21 pm(Changbin)

Masterlist

As soon as you walked through the door, Changbin could tell you’d had a long day, making a beeline for him and slumping into his arms, letting him hold you up in a tight hug.

“Hey babe, tough day?” He asked gently, wrapping his arms around you and giving a light squeeze.

“Tighter.” You mumbled into his chest, not answering.

He increased the pressure, finding your neediness cute.

“Tighter.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.” He chuckled, stopping short at the sound of a muffled sniffle from you.

“Y/n?”

He pulled back just far enough to catch sight of your face, feeling his heart drop as he was met with your watery eyes. “No no, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?”

You shook your head. “Today was just really shitty.” You said weakly, tucking your face against his chest.

“Are you okay? Can I do anything?” He asked, feeling his heart break at your quiet whimpers.

“Just hold me, please.”

He wrapped his arms back around you tightly, holding you as close as he possibly could.

“It’s okay, I’ve got you.” He whispered, rocking you slightly. “Binnies got you.”

Eventually, you pulled away, wiping your eyes and before meeting his gaze again. “Sorry.” You croaked.

“Don’t apologize, that’s what I’m here for.” He said, pressing a kiss to your temple.

He couldn’t make whatever was upsetting you go away, but he could make sure to always be there for you as a safe place to land, holding you untill your tears ran out.

[baby-yongbok]

Thinking about Seungmin teasing you with your vibrator that he knows needs to be charged. You can feel the vibrations getting weaker and weaker as he edges you. You beg him to let you cum before the battery dies but he acts oblivious to your neediness. He keeps it up until your vibrator finally gives out and he laughs, clicking his tounge and teasing you as you cry out of pure lustful desperation.

"Aw why didn't you cum, pup? Now you have to wait."

"You were close? That seems like a you problem, doesn't it?"

"Oops, looks like it's dead. Too bad."

[bruh-changbin]

pamplemousse

pairing: yang jeongin x afab reader

genre: smut + fluff (minors dni)

warnings: mentions of food (grapefruit lawl), oral (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), kissy, that's it

word count: 1.5k

a/n: SHORT I KNOW but i'm busy and lowkey wasn't feeling this while i was writing it but was also too stubborn to scrap it and also havent posted for skz in like eons so here also first jeongin fic yay enjoy and lmk thoughts

you’ve always been impartial to mornings.

they’re so boring. 

and desolate.

and……. ugh.

who would rather be up at the ass crack of dawn being productive instead of getting a couple of extra z’s in? your boyfriend would, much to your dismay.

being a vehement night owl has been an integral part of your persona since highschool, when papers and essays that in hindsight were not all that important kept you up late into the night. the ink splotched sky dotted with milky white stars a solace from the glaring blue light of your laptop that dried your eyes and gave you a headache.

in post-secondary you never strayed from your nocturnal ways, often times only crawling under your covers to get some rest when the sun had started making its way up the horizon. whenever asked your greatest weakness the first word that always comes to mind is procrastination.

still, there’s something so hauntingly beautiful about being awake and alone in the late hours of the night. you’re able to gaze upon the moon and the pale glow she casts upon your surroundings. you’re able to take in the sounds of the world when people are removed from the equation. you’re able to ponder, allow your thoughts to swim around in your brain without interruption. all of which is washed away when tinges of orange, yellow and pale blue begin to streak the sky in the morning. 

ergo, you were somewhat disappointed upon the discovery that your lover does not feel the same way; quite the opposite actually. 

to be completely fair jeongin’s schedule is to blame for his early rising, but it makes no difference to you. most mornings you wake to an empty bed, hands feeling around before your eyes are open to search for a warm, 5’10” body and instead being met with cold sheets. 

of course it’s not the worst thing in the world but still, it’d be nice to bathe in the warmth of the late morning sun while wrapped in jeongin’s buff arms - morning sex is also a plus, should the opportunity arise (which it almost never does due to you usually waking up alone). 

this morning you wake up to an empty bed, as per usual. the screen of your phone lights up when you tap it and tells you that it’s nearing 11:00; you spend a few minutes scrolling through your socials before forcing yourself to get up. 

you laze your way through your morning routine, making sure to wash your face and make your bed and throw on some clothing with more coverage before making your way downstairs. upon entering your kitchen you spot a plate that’s been placed on the middle of your counter with a spherical object of some sort on top of it - a grapefruit. half of a grapefruit, to be precise.

it looks refreshing, with the flesh a pretty pink, the veins white and spongy, the rind a pale yellow that’s waxy to the touch. crystalline specks of sugar are melted into the juice, the sweetness a contrast to the bitterness of the fruit.

you indulge yourself by digging in with a silver spoon, scooping out coral coloured chunks of fruit and placing them in your mouth, leaving a tart coating on your tongue and the back of your throat. syrup slips past the corners of your lips and you lick it away, not wishing for a drop of the fresh juice to go to waste.

despite there being no note or whatsoever you know this was jeongin’s doing; and you know that he had the other half before he left this morning so in a way the two of you still had breakfast together (not really). of the small things he does for you in your relationship this is easily your favourite - knowing that your brain is barely operating when you first get up and head downstairs so he makes it easy for you to nourish yourself before starting the rest of your day. 

looking after you is second nature for jeongin, who tends to act as if you’re a precious baby bird who fell out of its nest and needs help getting back on its feet. you don’t mind it of course, and he knows where the line between pampering and coddling lies and rarely crosses it (you’re not actually that reliant on him, and he knows that). being the youngest in stray kids means he’s constantly being taken care of, and he just likes to do the same for someone else - that someone else being you. 

he’ll massage your back when it hurts, run to the convenience store when you’re craving something specific, dry your tears when you cry over a sappy rom com that you forced him to watch with you.  

he lets you play with his hair and help him choose his outfits. he’ll wrap his arms around your waist and kiss his way down your neck when you’re doing the dishes. he’ll fuck you in the middle of the night when you wake him from his slumber, claiming that you’re too turned on to fall asleep and his body is the only thing that can satiate you. 

the devotion he has to you is constant, and you can feel it in the way he talks to you, takes care of you, touches you. through this you’ve learned his quirks and nuances, how to tell what he needs and when he needs it.

much like tonight, when, after coming home from a devitalizing day of practice, you can tell that all he wants is to feel your warmth and you his. the pads of his fingers are rough as they slip under the hem of your shirt and smooth against your sides and your back, his pouty lips coming in contact with your jaw before pressing against your own. with movements that have an undertone of urgency jeongin guides you towards your shared couch in your shared apartment, his arms bracing your frame as he all but pushes you up against the cushions. 

with his chest flush against yours you inhale his scent, dragging your fingers through his hair and whining when his teeth pinch your bottom lip. the grip he has on your restless hips is strong, and when he glides his tongue against yours and you swear you can taste the faintest hint of grapefruit juice in his mouth. 

the warmth you lose when jeongin pushes himself off of your body is only worsened when he pushes the fabric of your shirt up to expose your tummy, his curious fingers dipping into the waistband of both your pants and panties, both of which are stripped from you when jeongin drags the fabric down and off of your legs. 

you instinctively clamp your legs shut, yet you allow jeongin to pry them open with his firm grasp and position himself in between your limbs. his pupils swallow up the rest of his eyes as his gaze falls upon your bare cunt, tongue flicking out to wet his lips as he kisses and nips his way down the flesh of your inner thighs. 

your pussy is sticky and wet with sweet nectar that jeongin laps up and swallows down like it’s the best thing he’s ever tasted. his tongue pokes and prods at your flesh, your cunt clenching around nothing when he teases your clit by flicking it with the tip of his tongue. 

“baby~ don’t tease,” you huff in annoyance as jeongin refuses to focus on one place for more than a few seconds. his right hand moves from where it was perched on your hip to allow his index and middle fingers to toy with your now dripping hole, only slipping inside once you’ve whined and complained enough. 

he continues to suck on your clit as his fingers dip in and out of your pussy, causing your stomach to churn and your heart to flip in your chest as you writhe in pleasure. your breath hitches in your throat each and every time the silver rings at the base of jeongins fingers graze your hot wet cunt, his digits now surely coated in your arousal. 

his fingers keep thrusting and his tongue keeps teasing and soon enough you’re cumming all over him, moaning aloud into the open space of your living room as your orgasm slowly ebbs away.

the sight of jeongin making his way up your body after tongue and finger fucking you is one to behold, with his pout swollen and pink and coated in your juices and his hair a mess from the way you were tugging on it. his cheeks are flushed a subtle shade of rosy pink, much like the colour of the grapefruit you shared this morning. you pull his body against yours and kiss away the sweetness on his lips. 

[gimmeurtmi]

warnings: choking, breath play kinda, kink exploration kinda, making out. hands. 🔞

[ 18:46 ] you sigh, dazed and horny and breathless as you pull away from seungmin’s lips. he came over a few minutes ago or you think it’s been a few minutes, but the screen in front of you has a ‘are you still watching?’ message displayed and you have no recollection of when the background noise stopped—too consumed by everything kim seungmin to notice something as unimportant as the netflix show he put on for the pair of you.

you rest your head on his shoulder softly, gulping in air. his hand sinks into your hair, softly scratching at your scalp. you can feel the warmth of his hand on your entire head and you aren’t sure if the scratching is just that pleasant or his hand is just that big.

both thoughts make you want to grab his face and kiss him some more, lest you start actually purring at your boyfriend of two months.

“what were you saying?” he asks, kissing your head softly as you keep resting on his shoulder.

“what?”

“before i kissed you, you said something.”

“no fucking clue,” you scoff at him.

you lift your head and seungmin smiles softly at you. god, his smile is beautiful.

then he starts smirking and you’re already preparing your eyes to roll at whatever he’s going to say.

“finally found the way to shut you up,”

you do roll your eyes, before shoving him away from you with a chuckle, “you’re insufferable.”

“you’re obsessed with me,” he corrects you, pulling himself closer to you every time you push him away.

“i’m so not,” you comment maturely.

“soooo are,” he smirks, before his large hand wraps around the back of your head, pulling you in for another kiss.

your lips melt against his, molding perfectly together, and seungmin doesn’t wait long before licking at your lips for more.

you slip your tongue into his mouth, sighing lightly at the soft velvety feeling.

you let him control the pace, follow his movements half dazed as he slows everything down. soft, slow, soothing. his lips barely moving against yours and all you can feel is him wrapping around your sense.

you feel his hand move towards your cheek keeping you close to him, and with the size of his hand his pinky sits just beneath your jaw. pressing lightly.

anticipation tickles your gut as you feel his pinky moving around slightly—as if downwards.

you’ve been waiting for seungmin to do something like this, something bold. well, you’ve been begging seungmin to choke you. but only in your brain—you were too scared to say it out loud. it was all so new still and you didn’t want to ask for something unless you knew he’d want it, too.

still, the way his hand is cupping your jaw gives you (and your pussy) a little bit more hope.

you slowly bring your fingers to his elbow, shifting slightly closer to him. you let him kiss you, the back of your eyes tingling by just how slow he’s going, as you—just as slowly—run your fingers all the way up to his wrist.

you wrap your hand around it, softly caressing the back of his hand with your thumb. you can’t even feel where his hand ends.

ever so slightly, you nudge his hand further down your jaw.

seungmin doesn’t react, lips still clashing together. maybe you were too subtle.

you tug on his wrist again, this time his hand slips and all his fingers lay flat against your neck. you’re sure he can feel your pulse thumping heavily against your skin.

a small moan slips out, and you give his wrist another tug, until his palm lays flat against your throat.

you love kissing seungmin slowly, sensually, but the thought of his hand just resting right where you wanted him to touch you turns you desperate and so you surge forward as your kisses turn eager.

moving forward causes seungmin to put more pressure on your throat, and you can’t help the quiet desperate pants that follow. you know seungmin hears you, you know he sees and feels your reactions, and he slowly starts pressing into the side of your neck.

you moan.

you want to say something, affirm him that this is exactly what you want, but you’re too intoxicated by his kisses to pull away now. you need more of them.

he keeps pressing, so hard that you need to pull away when all the breath stops reaching your brain.

you slowly open your eyes when seungmin relaxes his hand—but still keeps it resting on the entirety of your neck.

his pupils are blown wide, his lips slick and swollen and red. you want to bite them.

“this is what you wanted?” he says lowly, voice rough from kissing.

“yeah,” you start saying, but the words die out when seungmin presses down on the side of your throat again.

a small smirk sits on his lips as his eyes dart all over your face—both studying your reaction and relishing in it.

“gonna say it for me?” he asks, eyebrows raised slightly. he relaxes his fingers.

“choke me,” you let out, weakly, but you make up for it when the hand still around his wrist pulls him closer to you.

seungmin, smug as ever, gives you exactly what you want.

until you’re lightheaded and giggling and back where you started; head on his shoulder as his large hand rests on the back of your head, scratching lightly.

[soobnny]

halfway through summer — kim seungmin. best friends to lovers. fluff. can happen in the universe of "eighteen" a few years back.

that one time kim seungmin almost confesses (1.0k words)

It is halfway through summer, and the last train is coming. 

Seungmin worries first about whether the pair of you can make it in time to the station, taking you by the hand and rushing through the crowd of people hoping to make the last trip. He worries about the consequences of knowing how your hand fits perfectly with his after, and the way you’d smiled at him that night, among other things. 

It’s easy to find an empty compartment when half of the world is asleep. The train is ghost-like, and when you sit down, it looks like there are words brewing in your throat that you want to say, but don’t know how to phrase.

Seungmin doesn’t push you.

Five minutes pass by.

“Thanks Minnie.” It’s two words that has him swallow his heart back down his throat, especially when you smile up at him, soft eyes staring down at the sneakers you’d gifted him a few birthdays ago. He wears them everyday.

The night had started early, and truthfully, Seungmin had been willing himself to sleep as early as 7pm so he didn't have to think about the prospect of another boy holding your hand, someone who could’ve made you laugh louder than he ever could. Then it blurred along the lines of receiving a phone call, and the heartbreaking way your voice quivered, and the immediate concern washing over Seungmin as he’d raced into the restaurant he’d dropped you off at earlier. 

“He– he stood me up. I was waiting there for hours, it made me feel so stupid, and he—”

“Shh, come here. Come here. It’s okay.” 

He pulls you to his body, gently bringing your face to his neck. The back of his shirt is wet. You don’t know it’s from the sweat he’d conjured when he’d rushed to you. 

“Is it me? I just—”

“I don’t want you to finish that sentence. It’s not you, okay? He’s just an ass.”

Seungmin holds you for a while, rubbing your back, and soothing you with quiet words. The way he cages you in his arms is gentle, but his eyes showed that he was angry. He would never say he was angry, but it was always painfully obvious when he was. His eyebrows would knit, and his eyes would speak words that are brewing in his throat. 

When you look up at him, the look vanishes into something that looks softer. Seungmin has always been mastered in only directing emotions that he means to you—happiness, pain, romance, but never anger. He knows you hate it, the loud voices and the harsh inhale and exhale.

Instead, he brings a hand to wipe the stray tears nipping at your eyes. He takes you around the city until the disheartened look on your face leaves. 

“You don’t have to thank me. You know I’d do anything for you.” It’s sincere, the way he looks at you, and the slight quiver on his lips, like he wants to say more. 

“You always take care of me.” 

“That’s because I—” 

Seungmin stops himself before he can say it, biting his lower lip. Timing is a fickle thing, and he knows this moment with you in this small, empty train compartment is not the right time to confess the feelings he’d buried so deep in fear of it spilling out. 

“Because?” You ask.

It’s silent, and Seungmin looks at your hands, the same ones he’d held mere minutes ago. The city lights outside are lulling. 

“Because if I didn’t, you probably wouldn’t have survived this long.” 

Your laughter rings out the moment he says it, and he barely feels the playful kick you had directed at him because he’s too busy relishing in your crinkled eyes and how they’re in sharp contrast to the teary, red-stained way it had looked earlier. 

You smile at each other. Yours in laughter, and his in admiration. He is only a person with a mind making room for more memories with you, for more moments like this with you.

The moon falls across the train compartment, and it’s in moments like these that have Seungmin reconsidering how forever would feel like, and how he wouldn’t mind having this moment last for a little bit longer than it should. Sitting here with you, a mere spectator of who you are as a person amongst the soft glow of the moon, makes Seungmin feel hopeless. 

But you remain unaware. You look outside, laughter having died down, but a smile staying. Maybe divinity had heard his secret plea, his quiet prayer, as the train’s intercom announces a slight delay. And he could’ve sworn he heard a whisper telling him to confess, but he hesitates. You’re still staring at the window, no sign of saying anything, and he feels himself redirecting the breath of words he’s been meaning to tell you to the floor. 

You tilt your head to look at the city lights better, and Seungmin is still looking at you subtly. The train starts to move again, and time continues to pass.

“Would you really do anything for me?” 

He barely hears you say it, but when it registers, he shifts in his seat as if coming to life. He wonders whether he should make a joke out of it, if he should continue hiding his feelings in the guise of teasing, but your eyes look sincere. Almost hopeful. 

“Anything.”

The way you smile after he says it makes happiness feel like nothing more than a human construct, because what is it if not the way you’re looking at him right now? 

The last train makes a stop at your station. Seungmin walks you back to your dorms, and he spends the rest of his way home thinking about tonight. The consequences of the things he’d worried about are washing over now, the feel of your hand, the sound of your laugh, and other things. 

It is halfway through summer, the train is long gone, and he whispers a silent prayer where no one can hear for the rest of the summer to feel like the forever he had felt in that train compartment. 

[strayflowersstarsandlove]

Preoccupied (hwanghyunjin)

The best thing about having two best friends in love was that you were so extremely happy for them you genuinely wanted them to last forever. The worst thing about having two best friends in love was that they made you feel soooo single like soooo single you also wanted to pull out your hair one by one.

The last relationship you had ended up so bad it had made you retreat even more into your own head. Being quite the introverted, quiet person you were didn't help at all,too. It wasn't even about being the stereotypical shy bookworm who hated parties and would rather spend their existence sipping tea by the fire. It was more about genuinely not having the social battery to endure loud crowds and big social events as often as you could have.

Being around people, being around close friends especially, was absolutely fine, it made you feel good, even. You just needed your alone time to recharge. And yeah... Most of the time that alone time did include reading 4 books in a week and downing gallons of warm tea.

Now problem was that you and said best friend #1 had been invited to a birthday party of a friend of a friend over the weekend and you would have declined, being just overall tired from your exam week and uni and your part time job but Lexi had been giving you a headache with the amount of "please please please don't make me go alone Changbin will be stuck at work at least until 1am please please come with me please please I love you pleaaaaase" and so on and so forth.

Here's another thing about having two best friends in love: they were inseparable. So loved up and clingy they hated being separate, but they were also so thankful for you had played cupid and matched them up, which, in turn, as a gesture of gratitude, often lead to them making you third wheeling a number of their dates. This one time you had the chance to go a party with just Lexi, and as much as you weren't too keen on going, in the end you gave in, just for the sake of your friendship with her.

So there you were, mulling around with your half full soda drink, trying to make small talk while your perfect social butterfly of your best friend drank her beer and chatted up a storm with anyone and everyone there. A familiar pop song comes on through the speaker and you bob your head to it, mindlessly trying to keep the rhythm as you take another sip from your cup, a girl with scraggly blonde hair extensions looks at your sad red solo cup and holds up the tequila bottle, quietly offering you a shot, but you politely decline, being the designated driver for the night. Not that you minded, you weren't much of a drinker anyway, you just hated the way she frowned and made a beeline to another group of people that were clearly already drunk out of their asses, not even an hour and half into the party.

You follow Lexi around like a little lost puppy for a little while, mentally counting how many more beers and tequila shots and whatever other brightly colored drink she inhales, and as she inevitably starts to laugh more boisterously and wobble on her feet, you keep a close watch over her, offering her bits of food and silent support should she feel sick from all the alcohol.

You're about to tear a piece of pizza in two for her as she lifts her giggly, intoxicated self from a chair near the snacks table when she accidently trips on her own feet and almost fall to the ground. You have barely any time to react, you extend your arms out for her when "careful!" a tall,longish dark haired boy you didn't notice earlier swiftly catches her in his arms, steading her in place as he holds her hand briefly, then slowly guiding her back on the chair.

"Are you okay?", he asks softly, deep brown eyes squinting in concern as he frowns, "Hyunjin?? Oh my God what are you doing here!!?", Lexi completely ignores his question and instead throws herself at him, pulling him into such a tight hug his eyes pop out, you giggle to yourself and mouth a silent "sorry" in his direction, he acknowledges you with a brief nod of his head and smiles at you over her shoulder. It's a sweet, shy smile, you're immediately drawn to it. "So?? Are you gonna answer? What are you doing here at Skylar's party?". Oh right. Skylar. The birthday girl you were supposed to greet at some point since she was actually hosting this party in her own guest house.

Except you hadn't seen her at all so far. "Changbin invited me? He said he couldn't make it last minute but I was already on my way here", Hyunjin politely replies as Lexi finally lets go of him and he fixes his shirt, "my baby! I'm so sad he's still working, my poor poor baby!", Lexy whines and frowns only for then immediately snapping out of it as if she caught on fire suddenly, she dramatically gestures for you to come closer and firmly grabs your hand:"I almost forgot!! This is my best friend in the whole universe, y/n. Y/n this is Hyunjin, Changbinnies best friend in the whole universe, besides you, obviously".

The three of you burst into laughs and Hyunjin slightly bows to you as he smiles again in that timid way, his eyes kind and inviting and dang: he is gorgeous. You catch yourself staring at him in awe, "nice to meet you", you mumble, unable to stop similing.

"Great, my job here is done. I'm gonna find Skylar now. And a restroom. Who know beer made you want to pee this bad", Lexy exclaims, suddenly springing up to her still unsteady feet,  both of you and Hyunjin scramble to help her  when she almost trips again, this time quickly regaining balance and giggling like a maniac before she sashays away.

"I-I'm sorry, she's usually more composed than that. I think she's drinking away her sadness over Changbin not being here", you offer as you awkwardly play with the bracelet on your left wrist, Hyunjin shakes his head as if to signal that it is no big deal and fills up his cup with the Coke zero in front of him, "it's okay, I know he's very much in love with her too, he'd probably be crying in his drink if the roles were switched", he teases and you giggle, "cheers to hopefully not having to babysit her all night long", you prod then, lifting your cup to him, and this time he giggles and it's adorable. High pitched and bright and sincere. Absolutely adorable.

You manage to make small talk, actually pleasant small talk, and find out he's a pretty good listener, he asks you tons of questions and waits patiently for you to reply, and he really looks at you, his gaze intent and present, he talks softly and giggles and is just generally very nice and pleasant to talk to.

You're in the middle of explaining how you ended up switching courses over at uni when you chose philosophy over psychology when he notices the bracelet you still continue to play with as a way to cope with the awkwardness and nervousness overall, "is that a lava bead bracelet?", he asks, eyes wide and curios as he delicately touches your wrist, "oh, yeah. Changbin got it for me, he said it was the only one in this turquoise and black color scheme so it caught his eyes. And turquoise is my favourite color so... That was very nice if him".

You smile as you reminisce and Hyunjin lights up at the mention of your favorite color,"I have an oil paint tub at home that looks exactly like that. It's so bright and gorgeous I use it so sparingly cause I want to it to last for as long as possible", he explains all enthusiastically and you can't help but find his excitement contagious. Especially cause you're an art major: "you paint?", you ask quietly and he nods, pulling out his phone to show you some of his work, and it's incredible. He paints flowers and faces and people and landscapes and he does it beautifully. With so much color and intensity.

He starts elaborating over the inspiration behind some of his pieces but as the music grows louder and the people get drunker it's a little harder for you to hear him properly, even as you lean more over to his side with him being much much taller than you you have to strain your hearing to be able to catch onto anything that he's saying.

And he definitely notices your contorted face because he stops and giggles, he places his cup down on the table and bends down so close to your ear you can actually smell his shampoo, "is it okay if we go somewhere quieter?",  you beam at him and nod, relieved. You two make your way over to the other side of the house and are just about to step outside when you remember you haven't seen Lexy in a bit and it troubles you a little. "Uhm.. I think I might need to check on Lexy first. You haven't seen her have you?", you aks worriedly, Hyunjin nods understandingly and gestures for you to lead the way, "I'll help you look".

Together you scour through the entire first floor to no avail and then decide to head upstairs where you cautiously knock on a few doors, afraid that someone's in there, probably getting pregnant, high or infected with God knows what. After a few more unfruitful rounds you try and call her: she picks up on the third ring, sounding drunk but not completely wasted, "hellooooo!!! I'm just hanging out with a few nice girls from our chemsirtry class... Or was that physics? I don't know", "oh.. Okay sure... I was just about to step outside for some fresh air, I'll just be in the backyard if you need me, okay?".

She chuckles and sighs heavily on the other side of the line and it's like you can just picture her as she rolls her eyes, "no need to baby me, I'll be fine. Is Hyunjin still there with you?", she asks loudly, loud enough for the young man to hear it directly and giggle, "still here!", he half shouts into the phone and it takes everything in you not to just burst into hysterics, "good! Take care of her. Be safe! Love you!" she shouts back and with that she hangs up, leaving you two giggling and blushing.

Once you're outside in the cool late August air, you sit on a lovely swinging chair overlooking the vast backyard that leads on a little fence separating the property from just an immense stretch of corn fields. You both stop to admire it for a second, and Hyunjin even snaps a few pics, struggling to set the night lighting fixture correctly but succeeding in the end.

You resume your conversation right back up from where it was interrupted and it flows so naturally. When you tell him you're an art major Hyunjin's eyes literally sparkle, he bombards you with questions about everything that you've learned so far, which leads to a topic change about the books you're reading in preparation for your future exams and the ones you're trying to squeeze in as a personal hobby.

You find out he reads too, that he loves poetry and music and he too is more of an introvert, usually, but still enjoys social settings every once in a while. "I can't believe we have so much in common, where have you been my whole life?", he asks rethorically, grinning as you blush profusely but try to play it off, "hahaha hiding in plain sight? I guess. Sorry if I kept rambling, by the way. I'm usually not even much of a talker but it's rare to find someone who enjoys the same things as me. There's this quite from a movie...", you trail off, stifling an embarrassed laugh as you shake your head.

You bite down your lip in silence, playing with your bracelet again but Hyunjin scoots closer to you on the swing chair and prods you on," it's silly... but it's like... - I learned what is obvious to a child. That life is simply a collection of little lives, each lived one day at a time. That each day should be spent finding beauty in flowers and poetry and talking to animals tha-", "-that a day spent with dreaming and sunsets and refreshing breezes cannot be bettered", he finishes for you, smiling so warmly at the recognition of the quote from The Notebook.

Your jaw drops as you stare at him wide eyed and he chuckles, "I've seen that movie recently, it's become one of my favorites", he admits and you almost jump in your seat in excitement, "it is one of my favorite movies too!", you blurt out and for some odd, inexplicable reason you hold out your palm as if to ask him to high five you AND HE DOES, even though you're cringing at your own self. You're literally grimacing and going over the scene in your head over and over when you realise Hyunjin hasn't let go of your hand. He hit it slightly and then intertwined your fingers together.

You sit motionless, your heart rising up in your throat as he gently holds your hand on top of his knee and for the life of you, you can't stop staring at your interlocked fingers. You can't stop thinking about how spontaneous and cute it was of him, and how nice it feels, how his hand is big but slender, his fingers smooth and tapered. You smile to yourself like an idiot and if he notices, he doesn't say anything, he smiles himself as quietness momentarily fills the air. It's not a tense silence by any means, it's just peaceful and calm. The complete opposite of your insides right now. How on earth is this real life? How can someone so stunningly beautifully and kind and sensitive and artistic can even be sitting next to you right now?

A little gust of chilly air blows at you and you shiver slightly, inadvertently making you jerk the hand that Hyunjin's holding, he frowns and tilts his head to the side, "are you cold?", he murmurs sweetly, you shrug and try not to show how you're actually unsure whether you shivered because of the wind or the very man holding your hand right now, "just a little tiny bit, but I'll be okay", you reassure him, smiling toothlessly.

He frowns and scoots even closer to you, he switches the hand that's holding yours with his other one and nonchalantly rests an arm around your back as he draws you closer to his side, rubbing gentle circles on your shoulder cap too, "I'm sorry I don't have any jacket to lend you right now", he mutters. Your hearts swells up as you look up at him, your eyes definitely looking like those cartoon inspired pink love hearts that bulge out of their sockets, even more so when he simply smiles tenderly at you.

"You are-you are too kind. But I promise I'm just being dramatic. I have very low blood pressure, I can get cold even with 100°degrees outside. I'm not a summer person at all", you joke (even though you actually do get cold quite easily and you still sleep with your pijama on in the dead of the summer, but Hyunjin doesn't need to know that). The brunette chuckles and squeezes your hand once, as if to reassure you, or quietly blot down the sweat forming there, as much as you're feeling  genuinely a little cold you're also aware you're nervously sweating.

"I prefer cooler seasons too, fall is my favourite. With all the pretty leaves changing colors and that gloomy feel to the air. Spring is pretty too, but like early spring, when it's still a little cold from the winter and the skies are clear and the air is crisp and the flowers are still slowly blossoming", Hyunjin says softly, his eyes gazing towards the fields in front of you. Listening to him speak like that, his voice airy and soothing, makes your insides feel like jelly, the way he's definitely attuned to nature and the smaller, tinier details each season offers, the way he clearly appreciates simple yet beautiful things makes you shudder in delight.

"Oof you must be so cold, goodness, come here", Hyunjin humpfs, he spreads out his legs and invites you to sit in between them... Well he basically drags you over to him until you cover your face in shame and gingerly do as you're told. You bite your lip down and sqqueeze your eyes shut as your feel your face abalze when your back finally rests against his chest: it feels so nice you want to scream.

Hyunjin laces his arms around your waist, respectfully placing his hands just above your navel, he interlaced his own hands together, careful not too touch you innapropriately even when he squeezes his thighs back against yours, making sure your skirt isn't riding up. You're screaming internally as you feel his warm, steady breath fanning your neck, his scent faintly sweet and clean, kind of floral, "you smell good...", you mumble, immediately looking down at your hands, sitting awkwardly in your lap as you're too scared he's gonna feel just how shaky and cold and sweaty they are if you try and rest them on top of his. Even though you're desperate for it. You'd love to just snuggle up to him.

It occurs to you that this has never happened before: never in your life you've felt this close to someone so fast. Nobody ever so blatantly want to just talking to you to fully holding you in such a shirt amount of time, and the thing is: he did that so carefully. So sweetly.Hyunjin chuckles and breathes out softly, "thank you. I'm not wearing any cologne, actually", he admits rather shyly, "must be just your skin then", you reply on impulse, mentally slapping your head, luckily enough for you he just laughs and shrugs, the movement reverberating through your spine, "you'd be surprised how many times people say that to me. Changbin said I smell like a human car freshener", he blurts out and you both laugh at that.

You relax into him now, using your prolonged giggles as an excuse, you dare fully adjusting yourself into him, laying your head on his shoulder, even placing your hands on top of his, your fingertips just barely tapping his skin as you blush all the way, breathing a little erratically. He seems welcoming though, even though you can't clearly see his face you can't tell he is smiling behind you as his heads leans a little closer to yours, "you smell good too, your hair smells like vanilla", he comments once you're fully settled into him, and you thank him with just a whisper.

Comfortable silence falls between you two again, and again it's that sort of quietness that's enjoyable and serene. You look up at the sky a little awestruck as the tiny silvery dots twinkle in the black of the night, you sigh as quietly as you possibly can as a deep sense of calmness and contentness washes over you, your heart might still be thudding in your chest but you feel oddly calm.

You move your head slightly as you try to follow the trajectory of a passing plane, unconsciously digging the back of your head into his shoulder blade and gasp at the contact, "oh shoot, sorry, I'm so sorry", you quickly apologise, fully turning in your seat to face him, your eyes briefly looking down to his extremely soft looking, juicy lips and then back up into his gentle orbs, Hyunjin just laughs and tilts his own head back slightly, "that was absolutely okay, you are so cute", he reassures you, he even kisses your cheek for further good measure.

Just as predicted, his lips feel incredibly plump and soft and plushy. And you shiver. Of course you do. You just can't not do it. Your body just reacts however it pleases. "You're shivering again! wait...", Hyunjin gently gazes into your eyes and cups your chin, a bemused expression on his face as he licks the corner of his mouth, "I'm making you shiver?!", he exclaims half surprised half smirking and even though you're sure you're turning purple in the face you try to deny his very right guess, "noo... I'm-I mean I'm-I'm  actually - ", you stutter,unable to continue your sentence as all of your senses go into overdrive from the intense embrassment.

He pats your head softly as he grins at you and goes in to kiss your temple, and then the top of your eyebrow, his arms cradling your trembling limbs, "you are shaking, y/n", he whispers against your cheek, and you want to say something you desperately want to but your throat seems to be completely closed on itself, "you know... I'm usually not this bold but... are you going to completely burst out of your skin if I kiss you right now?".

You get the same brain freeze you as you usually get when you eat your ice popsicle too quickly and you feel icicles taking over your jaw and the insides of your nose and your forehead. All you can do is hold Hyunjin's very intense stare and tilt your head to the side, "there's - there's only one way to find out", you reply, your voice barely above a whisper.

He goes in for your lips, kissing you slowly and delicately, even when he slips his tongue past your lips he does so in such a gentle way you melt into from the inside out. "Hey Hyunjin-ah OH SHIT".

You abruptly tear away from each other, starled from the sudden gasps as you turn around and find Channgbin staring at you both with the most shocked yet satisfied look on his face.You fall silent and look at each other awkwardly as all of your internal organs feel like they're going to explode any minute now, "so I uh - didn't mean to interrupt you guys?", Channgbin smirks and scratches his chin, "I was just gonna say hi and aks you if you happen to know where Lexy is but it looks like you two were... preoccupied".

[inkelea]

han jisung as spider-man! ✭

pairing: spiderman!han jisung x gn!reader

synopsis: how it would be if han jisung was spider-man and had a crush on you.

genre: fluff, angst if you squint, friends to lovers (kinda), headcanons.

warnings: talk about bruises (duh han is spidey), nothing else i think.

word count: 0.9k

a/n: sooo, i wrote this on a hot night when I couldn’t sleep so yep! still i really like it and will die saying han jisung is one of all the spiderman that there are in the multiverse.

so, you cannot tell me that han wouldn’t be spider-man. he’s so peter parker coded. LIKE EVEN THE LOOKS, HE JUST GIVES PETER PARKER VIBES????

anyway, we all know han, he’s an awkward boy.

but as every other version of peter parker, when he steps in the suit, his confidence level SKYROCKETS. he fr becomes chat noir.

he wishes he could have that confidence when he talks to you:(

you’re the cute top student and he’s the friendly neighborhood spider-man. he knows you would make a good couple. HE'S JUST TOO SHY.

but don’t worry the guy in the chair aka lee know is here to the rescue.

he loves to play cupid AND HES A GOD AT IT.

han owes him everything<3

one casual day, on lunch break, lino appears in your table and starts eating with you. no explanations, no hello’s, he just eats with you.

han is DEAD, GONE, HE DOESN'T LIVE IN EARTH ANYMORE

and you might think “oh, but they were just eating together, no conversation was even made”

WELL, it starts with eating together and then every time han goes to talk to lino in class you’re already there.

HE’S SO GONNA KILL LINO

until he presents you both and you smile and put out your hand for him to shake it.

friendship with lino HAS NOT BEEN CANCELED!

and thank god because not even two and a half weeks later he gets so tossed around in a fight. and that’s with lino’s help.

he’s sure he would’ve died if he was alone on that one.

thankfully, all he has is a black eye and some bruises around his face and torso.

you however are not thankful that he ‘only’ has those bruises. THEY’RE NOT NORMAL BRUISES WHAT IS HAN JISUNG ON?

you’re about to cry and han can’t take it and he hugs you and and and hides his face against your neck.

HE FELL FIRST YOU FELL HARDER

no bc you need to fight yourself to not sigh and hug him harder right there and there

he wouldn’t have minded though

now, you aren’t dumb. and yes, your mind was a little fogged when that hug happened but you still didn’t forget the bruises

especially when he goes to your house at 5 am to wake you up just so you would help him cover it up. you give him some glasses and a tap on the shoulder

apparently him and lino saw a youtube video after and bought makeup products to hide them????

they’re still mostly visible lmao

BUT ANYWAY

you’re suspicious because, what was han even doing outside out of school that’d get him a black eye???

(when I say black I mean BLACK)

and as time passes you start to realize how he leaves situations in the weirdest ways possible

and how he constantly limps every other day a week

i mean, you aren’t the top of the class for nothing

after realizing you start to get more interested in the news bc they talk often about spider-man. just bc deep down you know the boy behind the mask is your cute classmate han jisung

lino knows you know almost instantly. he is lee know after all!!!

he winks at you every time han disappears out of nowhere. it’s your own little inside joke now:D

you’re the top of the class but also a reckless teenager falling in love. so one day you follow han when he starts running to the danger

oops

ofc you get hurt bc duh you haven’t been bitten by a spider before.

han wants to kill the criminal and then kill you bc what were you even thinking?

he’d revive you after obviously BUT STILL

when he takes you home (as spider-man) after the fight, you pull him in with you

for someone who just got their ass handed to them you’re stronger than he would have thought

plot armor💪

he knows you, AND, is blinded by anger so he just starts taking care of your bleeding knee

he doesn’t even stop to think that his super smart friend who’s super aware of the danger that comes with strangers wouldn’t let one enter their house, not even a superhero

he only stops to think about it when you keep looking at him like you can see through his mask

(you can:))

he knows

you know

and so, he takes his mask off and sighs

HUGS LOTS OF HUGS

and oh! muffled whispers than you can barely understand bc han has his face buried in your chest

AND HE SAYS “why did you follow me? you could’ve gotten so deeply hurt. i wouldn’t have been able to forget myself if that happened” AND YOU SAY “you’re one to talk mr. spiderman, i go to sleep every day scared i won’t get to see you the next morning at school”

you obviously have feelings for each other and you just, start dating some days after??? don’t get me wrong but this is not riverdale shdhhdh

after what you’ve been through together, your conexion goes deeper than a romantic relationship and even tho you agree than you are in one, it’s not the center of your general relationship and interactions.

and so

you know and he knows that you know and it’s a mutual acknowledgment but you don’t really talk about it

you kiss his head when he comes back to you hurt (YES THATS EVERY DAY)

and he tries to be more careful in his adventures (he doesn’t get black BLACK eyes anymore)

after all, you do make a good couple:D<3

@mochamvgz

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[silentcryracha]

Cooking (or is it) with Minho (SKZ) ‗ ❍

Pairing : Minho x reader

Warnings/ genre: smut, just horny (fingering). Some fluff and teasing here and there. Reader is called a good girl. Kinda dom Minho but not heavy on it.

Summary: Minho worked all day on a new complicated recipe that he wanted to try out. But will he be able to finish it without distractions?

Word count: 1.232 k

A/n: The summary sucks I know it's okay, there's really not much to say except horny thoughts so. Silly little scenario influenced by my own cooking night, missing long hair minho hours and just enough wine to get a lil creative 🤫

ps: possible errors. DO NOT REPOST on other socials. Leave a feedback if you feel like it, otherwise enjoy 😉

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

"Taste it please" Minho called out to you. You walked closer, taking a good look at his whole figure; he was wearing black yoga pants and a plain gray shirt with short sleeves that became just a bit too tight on his biceps when he flexed them. His brown hair the longest that they've ever been, and he looked heavenly to you.

You smiled a little before leaning in and closing your mouth over the spoon. He watched intently, his gaze going from your mouth to your eyes again. You retreated, tasting it a little before nodding in approval.

"Mhh." you didn't intend to make it sound like anything more than an approving hum, but apparently his mind must've gone in a different direction, because his face shifted imperceptibly at the noise. You did notice, and hid a suggestive smirk.

"Yes, it's very good. Good job, honey" you pecked his cheek, gaining a small hum as a response from him, whom quickly went back to his dishes.

He randomly saw this recipe done from a professional chef on tv and decided that he just had to try to replicate it. Cooking and baking was a hobby for him that he always liked to work on when he had the time.

And this time, he was really giving it his all, making sauces, vegetables and meat all at once. Two full pans on the stove and the meat in oven cooking steadily.

"Why go out and spend a fortune when I can do it better, at home?" of course he had to be extremely smug and confident about it, very much his style. But it was hot seeing him so concentrated while working on something, so you couldn't complain.

He has truly been working on it since that morning, including the grocery shopping and preparation. You, on the other hand, were feeling in an extremely good and relaxed mood, probably also thanks to the couple of glasses of wine that you had while waiting.

He decided not to join you, wanting to be completely concentrated on his task. You teased him, saying that he's no fun and he just huffed out a laugh before shaking his head at you.

The thing is, you wanted to have a little fun, with or without him. So you decided to go to the living room, turn off the tv that was quietly playing in the background and instead turn on some music, the volume just loud enough for it to reach the kitchen nearby.

At that point you swayed and danced on your way back, looking either pretty ridiculous or pretty hot, you truly didn't care. Either way, Minho turned his head around to look and started to laugh with a loving look on his face. You mirrored the smile and got behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist and resting your chin on his shoulder.

"You having fun?" he asked while mixing the sauce with a wooden spoon. With a smile still on your face, you decided to risk it. Your hand gently going up to move his long hair from his face, then slowly started to trail down from his cheek, neck, chest with your fingertips.

You felt his breath hitch a bit, still pressed to his back. He stopped what he was doing and rested his hand on the counter nearby, still gripping the spoon tightly.

"Yes...but I could have even more fun" you responded lowly. Your hand slipped under his shirt, caressing his stomach and lower belly. He automatically bucked his hips slightly, a low moan leaving his mouth.

"Yeah?" a faint chuckle escaped your mouth at his raspy voice, then pressing your lips to his neck and leaving a wet kiss. The soft air on the newly humid skin made him shiver, leaning his head to the side to allow you more space.

"Yeah" You sensed him moving but didn't pay it too much mind, your attention being on your own hand slipping inside his pants. You started to palm him through his boxers, feeling him getting hard.

Soon enough he suddenly turned around, making you automatically retreat your hand. His own hands were now cupping your face and his mouth was on yours. The kiss was messy, all tongue and bites, and you felt lightheaded.

You were completely out of it, only realizing where he was leading you when your lower back touched the edge of the still clear table. Minho parted from your lips just enough to order you to sit up, which you did.

Immediately after, his hand slipped into your own pants and underwear, and started to rub your clit with just the right amount of pressure while also spreading your wetness around. He knew how to play with your body so well, too well for your own good.

"You really just couldn't wait ten fucking minutes, uh?" he said harshly, licking and the grazing your neck with his teeth and making you moan. He started to kiss you again vigorously while touching you.

You apparently decided to choose violence that day because you somehow managed to find enough strengh to break the kiss, giggle lazily and respond "No..." you kissed him again "Got tired of waiting" you finished. He groaned and slipped two fingers inside you, making you gasp in pleasure and throw your head back.

"Spoiled brat" he responded, with a mixture of amusement and incredibility. You tried to touch him again but he swatted your hand away with his free one, then immediately placing it behind your head as if to keep you in place. You looked at him with confusion for a second but he suddenly quickened his movements on your pussy, adding a thumb to your clit and circling it skillfully. At that point you didn't understand anything anymore.

"Fuck Minho, don't stop" you moaned breathless. He kissed you again before pausing just enough to whisper "I need you to come for me", his dark eyes, sharp and intense, looking into your dazed ones.

It didn't take you much more time to come undone, your hips bucking onto his hand, a whine escaping your lips while your mouth was still on his. He allowed you to come off your high slowly, removing his hand from behind your head and the other from your pants, making you shiver.

You were still breathing heavily, arms stretched behind you on the table to keep yourself up, legs lightly spread. Your fucked out mind didn't even realized that he instantly came back to check on the food and you let out a breathy laugh, incredolous.

"You were still thinking about the damn meat this whole time?" he stood up and closed the oven, ditching the cooking glove somewhere on the counter and then looking over at you.

"You're lucky I had enough sense to turn off the stove before your little show. Now be a good girl and set the table while I go change these boxers, meat's almost ready." he pointed at you as he talked.

Then he just stuck his pointer finger in his mouth sucking on it, the one he had just used on you. Smirking at your dumbfounded expression, he walked out yelling "Expect payback later, you greedy girl".

You sighed and stood up straight again, going to wash your hands with an uncomfortable wet feeling in your underwear, but a smug smile on your face.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.