#skz yang jeongin

[horanghaeluvsinniehae]

BEST FRIEND!STRAY KIDS REACTION TO READER DYING OVER FAN MEETING PICTURES||hyung line/\maknae line||

Pairing: skz!hyung line x gn!reader

Disclaimer:Swearing. I tried not to sexualise them I'm sorry if it comes off like that that really wasn't my intention and i hope it didnt turn out like that!!

Author's note at the end(please read it)! Enjoy!

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[houpss]

Skz reaction, that someone made you cry because of bows

THIS IDEA IS SO POPULAR ON TIKTOKE, I NEED THE SKZ VERSION

Bang Chan and Lee Know

Seo Changbin and Hwang Hyunjin

Han Jisung and Lee Felix

Kim Seungmin and Yang Jeongin

[m4k4yl4]

Just the two of us[🔥]

Day 1

Summary: When Jeongin and y/n go on their annual Best Friend Christmas Vacation (™️), what happens when they accidentally book the wrong suite..

Content warning: unprotected sex, making out, cum play, teasing, nicknames(baby, sloppy girl), cumming inside, dirty talking, rough sex

Skz 25 days to Christmas fics🎄☃️ series

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Posted: 12/01/2023

Y/n sits in the car with jeongin watching the snow fall outside as they make their to the hotel from their annual Christmas vacation, but bo matter home many times they do this every year she still couldn't help but feel so close, too close to him.

His hand laid on the gear shift in the middle of them one move, and his hand would be on her thigh, and that thought played in her mind the whole ride as he sits their oblivious to her feelings, sitting in his matching ugly christmas sweater, tapping his prerty fingers on the wheel to whatever christmas sing came on the radio.

"What are you thinking about?" He glances at her, "Hm? Nothing, why?" She answered a bit fast. He chuckles, "You've had that look on for the 30 minutes. It's your thinking face. Would you like to share with class what's going on up there?" He gives her a playful smile.

She clears her throat before speaking, "it's nothing really, just thinking about what while do once we get to the hotel and everything." She gives a smile back before looking down at her lap arms, starting to cross like she's balling in on herself, hoping he wouldn't ask anymore questions about what she was thinking of.

He takes notice in the movement, taking a glance before moving his hand onto her thigh, "are you cold?" Y/n freezes, her body tensed up at the action, every different scenario and situation played through her head as she looked down at his big hand placed on her, thumb rubbing back and forth on her covered skin.

"Y'know, I told you to wear thicker pants y/n. Those pajamas pants are no use in this weather they're too thin." She gives him a nervous chuckle, not moving her gaze from her leg. "Yeah, of course, sorry. It's just that they're so comfortable.."

"You're lucky I thought of you and brought a blanket just in case." He slips his hand off of her leg, reaching in the back to grab the blanket and handing it to her as she grabs it from him, still mourning the loss of the warmth from his hand. "Thanks."

"Don't mention it." The rest of the rise was silent besides the radio playing and the soft sound of snow falling outside. As they finally pull into the parking lot of the hotel, y/n quickly gets out of the car, feeling like she can finally breathe now. Jeongin groans, "Oh god my back hurts, fucking 5 hour car ride suck." She laughs, "You don't gotta tell me I was in the car with you the whole time, my legs are numb."

He laughs with her as they open the trunk taking out their luggage. Jeongin opens the door to the hotel for her, and as y/n enter, she's met with the gust of heat from inside and the smell of christmas. "I always love the way they decorate here." She speaks, looking around the place at the giant christmas tree in the middle of the whole place christmas lights hanging from above as she hears faint music in the background.

Jeongin walks up to the front desk, getting the key for their room, while y/n stayed seated in the main lounge, waiting for him. "Okay, I got the key! Let's go!" They make their upstairs y/n looks around at the other rooms they pass.

"We're not usually on this floor when we come. Are you sure this is right?" Jeongin just smirks at her, "Yup, got a surprise for you." She looks at him confused as they stop at a hotel room almost at the end of the hallway, "A surprise?" Just as she said that, he unlocks the door, letting her go in first, but instead of the happy surprised face he hoped for, he was met with a concerned shocked face instead.

"Jeongin? Is there supposed to only be one bed in here?" Now he's confused too, "huh?" He peaks in seeing one big bed in the middle of the room sitting on it two robes and a bucket of ice with wine bottles and two glasses. "This was not the suite I reserved.."

"You got a suite?" She smiles at thought of him doing this for her, "Well yeah, but I guess I accidentally booked a couple's suite instead. I'm really sorry, I could go downstairs to see if they have any other rooms open." She stops him.

"No! Jeongin, it's fine, really. we're friends, it's normal to share a bed, right? We'll be fine." He smiles down at her, "yeah, yeah, you're right." They enter the room sitting their luggage down as they take in the place.

"Well, at least we get free wine from this." Jeongin comments picking up a bottle to look at. "Yeah, it's a really nice suite, and the bed is so soft!" She falls back on the bed Jeongin joining her. He turns his head towards her, staring at her features, trying to take them all in.

Y/n turns her head, feeling someone's eyes on her, "What?" She questioned Jeongin as he continued to stare, "Nothing.." He says nothing after that but reaches out to her face, resting his hand on her face.

Y/n could feel her skin heating up at how close they were. The feeling of his hand on her face felt scolding like rocks fresh out from a volcano. She quickly sits up, deciding to ignore the moment that had just happened.

"It's getting late, I'm gonna take a shower really quick." She doesn't wait for an answer, grabbing her thing and heading into the big bathroom. "Okay! I'll be out here.." Jeongin responded a little too late.

As y/n stood in the shower and washed away the long car ride from earlier, she seemed too busy in her own mind to hear the man she loved so dearly walk it in the bathroom, til she heard shuffling pulling the curtain back to to peek out seeing jeongin there.

"Jeongin?! What are you doing?? I'm in the shower!" He laughs, "Yeah, I can tell, I just came in to tell you that I was heading downstairs to get dinner, okay?" She nods "okay yeah."

After she had gotten out the shower, she sat on the bed in her robe, trying to find what pajamas she should wear. "I'm back.." Jeongin sentence comes to a stop as he his eyes trailed y/n body robe barley cover her chest as she looks back at him.

"Ah! You got dumplings. I've been wanting some!" She walks over, grabbing the bag from him to sit it down on the table "yeah..You've been saying that, thought I would get you some." She smiles at the gesture sitting down at the table, "Come eat! I'm not eating all of this alone." He comes up sitting down with her, "You sure as hell aren't."

Hours had passed since the two had eaten, and some things had led to another, and one of the bottles of wine had been opened up, as they both sit in bath robes watching whatever christmas movie was on. "Y'know, we should've been getting the couple's suite since the start. This is nice." She laughs, a little tipsy from the wine.

"Yeah, this is nice.. especially with you." He looks over at her. 'There it is again, this little staring contest he keeps doing with me' y/n thought. "You gotta staring probably, mr.yang?" He scoffs, "what makes you say that?" She giggles."I don't know, it's just feels like you haven't been able to take your eyes off me today."

Jeongin doesn't know if it's the wine or the suite or just him being tired of hiding his feelings to get this boldness out of him but before he could think about it his hand is back on her thigh, but this time there's no pants to stop the skin to skin contact.

"Maybe it's cause you're so pretty, ever thought about that?" Y/n eyes widened as he said that her own ha d sliding down touch the one on her thigh, "Jeongin-" "Just shut up, will you." He cuts her off, leaning to and connecting their lips in a heated kiss.

She gasps into the kiss but slowly melts into his arms, a hand planted on his chest while the other guides his hand on her thigh upwards. "Jeongin, please.." she pouts, "Please, what baby? You gotta speak up." He teased

She scoffs at his teasing guiding his hand to her clit feeling his fingers lightly glide over it making her whimper. "Want you so bad, you don't understand. I need you Innie..please." He laughs against her lip.

"Okay, baby. Whatever you want.." He pushes her leg to open her up more glancing down at her pussy, "You're already this wet and I've barley done anything. Did my fingers get you all work up already?"

He taunts her as two fingers slide into her hole. She covers her mouth with the back of her hand as she throws her head back. "Wait- it's too much-" He chuckles, "If just two of my fingers is two much for you how are you gonna take my cock baby? Are we just gonna have to stretch your sloppy hole out all night and make you a crying mess?"

"No! I want your cock, please Innie." He tsk, "I don't think you take it baby.." "I can! I will please," She begs him, her moans getting in the way of her sentence as he curls his fingers inside of her touching places she couldn't.

"Oh really? Well, if you're so sure about..." He slides his fingers out of causing a whine to slip out her mouth, and before she knows it, she gets flipped onto her knees right above jeongin crotch. "Then ride me, baby. If you want my cock so bad."

She moans at his words dragging her hand done his chest til they stopped at his robes belt undoing it, now having a whole view of his body, "Don't be nervous baby.." He runs hand down her side planting them on her hips as she lines herself up with his dick.

She slowly slides down as they both let out a pleasurable hiss at the feeling. "Fuck- too much, Jeongin.." he smirks, "I thought you wanted it? Said you could take it, so take it, baby, " He thrust up into her, causing her to fall forever, nails digging into his shoulder.

"God, you feel so good, baby. Take me so well. C'mon baby fuck yourself on my cock, there you go." He let's out an airy laugh Inbetween his moans as y/n starts lifting herself up and down on his cock and he continues to pump into her their skin connecting every thrust causing embarrassing slapping sounds to start up.

Y/n buries her face onto the crook of his, letting him guide her hips. "J-Jeongin! Innie, I'm close, please!" She squeals at him, speeding up her movements to get to the edge.

"Yeah? You gonna cum around around my cock? Make a mess all over the bed and clean it up, yeah?" She shakes in his arms as he continues to pound into her hole as if she was a fuck toy.

"Gonna let me stay inside and use you? Cum inside and let me fuck it back inside you make your hole all messy. You're just my sloppy girl, aren't you?" He grabs her face, squeezing her cheek Inbetween his fingers, "Yes! I'm your sloppy girl! Fuck- I'm cumming!"

She let's out one last squeal as she finally let's go shaking and squeeze around his cock causing his oragsm to come after. He holds her down on him, filling her feeling some of it slip past and down his cock.

"Fuck..you're so good baby.." He sighs out as they both try to catch their breathe. She looks up at him, wiping sweat from his face, pushing his hair back before leaning in , kissing him.

He holds onto her as they kiss more passionate than the last time. She slowly separates from the kiss, looking hin in the eyes, "Jeongin, please don't leave me.. I don't want this to be a one and done type thing.." He smiles at her, giving her a kiss on the forehead, "wasn't planning on it to be a one and done. You're stuck with me, baby."

She smiles at him, turning to the side to lay on the bed, "I'm glad I'm stuck with you.." He smiles at her, eyes shinning. "I'm glad too." He pulls her in more cuddling her as they try to get their energy again before, before jeongin clears his throat.

"We should probably shower quickly before sleeping." Y/n looks up at him, "round 2 in the shower?" She gives puppy eyes as he laughs at her antics. "You don't even have to ask twice." He gets up from bed, picking her up to head to the bathroom, making her giggle.

Best Christmas Vacation Ever.

A/N: YESSS! I GOT IT OUT ON TIMEE! this took way too long, but I love Jeongin, so it was worth it🤧🤧

[dalinzm]

oh lord… i’m gonna eat all the scissors!

[yeoosaangg]

Tap Out || Kinktober - Day 11

pairing ▸ yang jeongin × f!reader

now playing ▸ tap out - daniel di angelo

⤷ ❝girl, i'm gonna beat that pussy 'til you blackout.❞

genre ▸ college au, brother's best friend, smut

warnings ▸ sensory deprivation, degradation, tongue fucking, nipple play, multiple orgasms, choking, overstimulation, breeding kink

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You whine as the rope tightens around your wrists. You were currently bound to a table in your brother's best friend's apartment.

Well, more accurately, bound to his kitchen table.

It started as a joke.

You never expected him to reciprocate your little crush.

Jeongin: Look at you. So helpless with that gag in your mouth.

You initiated the flirting once again when he offered to help you study for your final exams.

Your hands grazed his, leg pressed against him, even hands gently gripping his thighs.

You never expected him to grab you by the neck and kiss you so dominantly and literally take your breath away.

He shoved his hand down your pants and started to play with your pussy until you creamed all over his fingers.

Then he picked you up and placed you on the table, stripping you of your clothes. He asked you if you're open to anything, and you nodded.

Big mistake.

He came back from his room with a box - a wicked smile on his face.

Jeongin: Lay on your back.

You comply, rubbing your thighs together to get some sort of friction. That proved to be useless when he spread your legs open and tied your feet to the legs of the table.

Which brings you to now, gag in your mouth, clips clamping down on your nipples, a blindfold in his hands.

Jeongin: Think you can just flirt with me, get me hard, and get away with it? What would Hyunjin think about his little sister pining after me like a bitch in heat, hm?

You whine again, wanting him to touch you already. You need him to touch you or else you'll go insane.

And for a second, his eyes turn soft as he looks up and down your body.

Jeongin: Think you'll be okay without being able to see?

You nod. He smiles and wraps the blindfold gently around you eyes.

Jeongin: Will it be too much if I take away your hearing? We don't have to do that if it sounds uncomfortable.

You hum, the gag making it difficult for you to speak. You nod, hoping he understands what you mean by the gesture.

Jeongin: You're okay with it, or uncomfortable?

You hold up one finger and he chuckles.

Jeongin: Alright, doll. After I put these in, I'll take good care of you. Snap your fingers twice to let me know if you need me to stop. If you can't snap, pull at the rope twice.

You nod again, feeling him place the earplugs in. You gasp at his small touch. Now that you can't hear, your touch senses have heightened times ten.

You twitch when his hot tongue laps over your folds. You can feel him chuckle against your clit.

Jeongin draws fast circles, sucking harshly to get you to attempt to scream. He shoves his tongue into your dripping cunt, loving the way you squirm under him.

It feels so intense, a knot already forming in your lower stomach. You whimper and moan, struggling against your restraints.

He smirks, tongue flicking your clit as he shoves two fingers into your gummy walls. The gag does nothing to muffle your screams as you cream all over his face and fingers.

Jeongin: So pretty and delicious. Too bad you can't hear me. Oh well!

He tugs at the nipple clips, marveling at the way your body shudders. His hands roam your body, hickeys being decorated all over your neck and chest.

Jeongin: Should've fucked you the first time you flirted with me. I probably would've turned you into my pliant little whore by now.

He pulls the clips off, eliciting a scream from you. His mouth wraps around your nipples so forcefully, his hands squeezing them.

Jeongin: Can't believe he wanted me to stay away from you. Is it so wrong to have you when you were the one following me around like a lovesick puppy?

He knows you can't hear him; that why he's being so vocal. He could say whatever the fuck he wants and you'll never know what it is.

You moan at the painful bite he gives your breasts.

Jeongin: Fuck what Hyunjin thinks. You're mine now. He'll have to accept the fact that you're not a little girl anymore. You're only a year younger than me, fucker acts like I'm 80.

He snakes an arm around you, hand smacking down on one of your ass cheeks. He laughs at your cry, moaning at the sight of your already spent face.

Jeongin: Aww, poor baby. I haven't even fucked you yet.

He lightly drums his fingers on your abdomen before discarding his own clothes. He pumps his leaking cock, climbing onto the table.

He positions himself in front of you, cock sliding in at once. You scream once he bottoms out, staying still at your heavy breathing.

His mouth attaches to your nipples again, thrusting at a brutal pace. The sounds you're making only feeding his ego.

Jeongin: You're doing so well, my pet. Taking my fucking cock like the good bitch you are. I'm going to break you, forge you into my perfect fuckdoll.

You're crying in pleasure, loving the way his cock stretches your tight cunt. You've been wanting him for months.

He knows, without a doubt, that you're going to be his for the rest of your life.

Jeongin: God, you're so good for me. My little cockslut.

You scream, feeling another orgasm building. He grabs your waist and uses you however he likes. The way his tip hits your cervix has you seeing stars.

He feels you squirt all over him, making such a hot and sticky mess. He fucking loves it.

Jeongin: Be a good girl and take my fucking cock. I'm gonna breed you so the whole world knows you're mine. I bet if you could hear me, you'd be begging for me to fill your cunt with my cum.

He uses his thumb to rub your clit, but you're already so exhausted. You lay still, choking on air as he coats your gummy walls with his cum.

You thought that was the end of it, but he continues to abuse your hole. His hips snapping against your ass, loving how he's reduced you to nothing but his personal fucktoy.

Just like how he wanted.

Jeongin: Such a pretty little thing, letting me use you like you mean nothing to me. Letting me ruin any innocence you had left.

He wraps his hand around your throat, squeezing lightly. This was mostly to ground him in the moment. He doesn't want to get too pussy drunk at the thought of corrupting you.

Jeongin: You don't know this, but I've been wanting to fuck you ever since Hyunjin first introduced us. He told me not to even think about it, that asshole.

He growls, kissing your mouth hungrily and biting your lips.

Jeongin: Why has he deprived me of your body, hm? Is it because he knows just how much of an asshole I am? How many girls I've fucked and dropped the next night?

You whimper, feeling so tired but so good.

Everything feels fuzzy, another knot of pressure building inside of you.

Jeongin: Too bad for him because it's not like that with you, sweetheart. You look gorgeous when you're at my mercy. Why would I jeopardize that for some other bitch that can't even suck my cock properly?

His thrusts become sloppy, once again cumming inside your numb pussy. You probably came too, but you couldn't tell anymore.

Everything seemed to feel like a dream.

Jeongin pulls his cock out, watching both of your fluids leak from your cunt, dripping down to your ass and onto the table.

He hums, grabbing a towel and cleaning both of you up. The fabric making you twitch, not used to how powerful the overstimulation can feel this way.

He undoes the ropes, pulling off your blindfold. He smiles down at you, giving you warm kisses as he takes out the earplugs.

Jeongin: You okay, beautiful?

You just stare at him, mind completely blank. He carefully wraps his arms around you and carries you to his bathroom.

You blink slowly, feeling like the world was spinning.

He picks you up, getting into the tub and sitting you on his lap. He massages your body, kissing your wrists when you hiss in pain.

Jeongin: I'm sorry, baby. I'll patch these up for you. The pain will go away soon.

You just lean back against his chest, enjoying his soft and intimate touches.

Jeongin: We'll just sit here for a bit, okay? The warm water will help soothe your muscles.

That was totally fine by you.

But you two forgot about one thing: your brother has your location on at all times.

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a/n: well... this is definitely a look into my fucked up mind, but this ain't shit compared to the vile things i've written before... thanks for reading ‹𝟹

[sungieimagines]

seungmin: damn, the power went out.

jeongin: don’t worry, i got this.

jeongin: *shakes rapidly and starts to light up*

seungmin: what—

jeongin: i swallowed a glow stick!

seungmin, on the verge of tears: WHY WOULD YOU—

[tosomeonessomeone]

young love.

words・ 2.5k /pairings・ I.N x reader / genres・fluff / warnings・ suggestive

Hello, my beloved ones! I realize I'm quite tardy with Valentine's wishes, but they say better late than never, right? Haha.

Ah, what a perfect setting for a romantic getaway! The weekend in Busan stretched before you and Jongin, a canvas waiting to be painted with moments of love and celebration. With Valentine's Day lingering in the air and Jongin's recent birthday adding an extra layer of joy, the stage was set for a memorable time together.

As you walked hand in hand along the sun-kissed shores of Busan, the waves whispering sweet nothings and the salty breeze carrying the promise of endless adventures, you couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for the precious moments shared with Jongin.

Together, you explored the hidden gems of the city, from quaint cafes tucked away in narrow alleyways to panoramic viewpoints offering breathtaking vistas of the coastline. Each moment was a treasure, each smile a testament to the love that bound you together.

As the weekend unfolded, you found solace in the simple pleasures of life—the warmth of Jongin's hand in yours, the shared laughter that echoed through the streets, the quiet moments of reflection as you watched the sun dip below the horizon.

Jongin's thoughtful gesture of reserving a special hotel room by the beach filled your heart with warmth and anticipation. As you stepped into the room, the air was filled with a sense of magic, the gentle sound of waves serenading you like a lullaby.

The room was adorned with delicate fairy lights, casting a soft glow that danced across the walls. A bouquet of your favorite flowers adorned the bedside table, their fragrance filling the air with a sweet perfume. Through the windows, the sunlight danced on the water, painting shimmering patterns on the sand below.

Jongin's eyes sparkled with excitement as he took your hand, leading you to the balcony overlooking the ocean..

"This weekend is all about us," Jongin said, his voice filled with tenderness. "A chance to celebrate our love and create memories that will last a lifetime."

With a smile, you wrapped your arms around him, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat against your chest. In that moment, surrounded by the beauty of the day and the warmth of Jongin's embrace, you knew that this was where you were meant to be.

Feeling like a teenager in love with Jongin was a sensation that swept over you like a wave of nostalgia and excitement, igniting your heart with a fervor reminiscent of those carefree days of youth.

There were moments when his laughter echoed in your ears like the melody of your favorite song, and the mere sight of him sent butterflies fluttering in your stomach. Every stolen glance, every whispered word, carried the electricity of newfound love, infusing your days with a sense of wonder and possibility.

Like teenagers, you shared inside jokes and playful banter, finding delight in the smallest of gestures and the simplest of pleasures. Whether it was sharing a cone of ice cream by the beach or stealing kisses under the moonlight, every moment felt like an adventure waiting to unfold.

"Hey, remember that time we got lost in the maze of streets in Busan?" you chuckle, recalling a particularly memorable adventure.

Jongin grins, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "How could I forget? We stumbled upon the most amazing little café tucked away in the corner. Best latte I've ever had."

You laugh, the memory washing over you like a warm embrace. "Yeah, and we spent hours just talking and laughing. It was like time stood still."

In Jongin's presence, you rediscovered the innocence of first love and the magic of shared dreams, each day filled with the promise of new beginnings and endless possibilities. And as you embraced the beauty of being young and in love, you knew that with Jongin by your side, every moment would be a reminder of the timeless allure of youth and the boundless power of love.

As you both treaded along the private beach, the cold air brushing against your faces, the conversation flowed effortlessly between you and Jongin, weaving through topics as diverse as the grains of sand beneath your feet.

"Isn't it funny how life works?" you remarked, a playful grin tugging at the corners of your lips.

Jongin chuckled, the sound carrying over the gentle roar of the waves. "Yeah, it's like a rollercoaster ride with unexpected twists and turns at every corner."

You nodded in agreement, the rhythm of the ocean providing a soothing backdrop to your conversation. "But I guess that's what makes it interesting, right? The unpredictability of it all."

Jongin glanced at you, his eyes reflecting the muted colors of the setting sun. "Definitely. Keeps us on our toes, keeps us moving forward."

The waves crashed against the shore, a symphony of nature's symphony, as you continued your leisurely walk along the beach. The tranquility of the moment allowed for deeper introspection and shared contemplation.

"And yet, amidst all the chaos, there are these moments of clarity," Jongin mused, his voice soft yet profound. "Moments when everything just clicks into place, and you realize that this, right here, is where you're supposed to be."

You smiled, the weight of his words settling comfortably in your heart. "Like right now, walking along the beach with you, having these conversations about life and love."

Jongin's gaze softened, a gentle smile gracing his lips. "Exactly. It's in these moments that we find meaning, that we find each other."

As the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in vibrant shades of orange and pink, you and Jongin lingered on the beach, entranced by the breathtaking beauty of the sunset. The soft hues of twilight cast a warm glow over the sand, illuminating the world around you with a sense of tranquility and peace.

Reluctantly tearing yourselves away from the mesmerizing scene, you made your way back to the hotel room, hand in hand, the memory of the sunset lingering like a sweet melody in your minds.

As you stepped through the door, your breath caught in your throat at the sight that greeted you—a table adorned with flickering candles, casting a soft, romantic light over the room. The scent of delicious food wafted through the air, tantalizing your senses and beckoning you closer.

Jongin's eyes sparkled with anticipation as he pulled out a chair for you, a smile playing at the corners of his lips. "Surprise," he said, his voice filled with warmth and affection.

You couldn't help but be swept away by the gesture, by the thoughtfulness and love that had gone into planning this intimate dinner. With a grateful smile, you took your seat, feeling a sense of gratitude wash over you for this moment, for this love that enveloped you both.

As you savored each bite of the delicious meal, conversation flowed effortlessly between you and Jongin, laughter mingling with the gentle strains of music playing softly in the background. It was a moment frozen in time, a snapshot of love and togetherness that you would carry with you always.

As the soft strains of music filled the air, Jongin's hand found yours, his touch gentle yet firm as he pulled you up from your seat. With a playful smile, he swept you into his arms, guiding you into a slow, graceful dance.

The room seemed to fade away as you swayed together, lost in the melody and the warmth of each other's embrace. Jongin's eyes met yours, his gaze filled with a tenderness that spoke volumes, as if the music itself was a reflection of the love that bound you together.

With every step, every movement, you felt a sense of connection deepening between you, as if the world outside ceased to exist and all that mattered was this moment, this dance, this love.

The flickering candles cast shadows on the walls, painting the room in hues of warmth and intimacy. The music wrapped around you like a comforting blanket, its melody a soothing balm to the soul.

As you moved together, guided by the rhythm of the music and the beat of your hearts, you couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of the moment—the way Jongin's eyes sparkled in the candlelight, the way his laughter filled the room with joy, the way his touch sent shivers down your spine.

In that moment, as you danced together in perfect harmony, you knew that this was what love was all about—finding solace and joy in each other's arms, sharing in the beauty of the present moment, and cherishing the simple pleasures of life.

And as the music faded into the night, you held onto Jongin a little tighter, knowing that no matter where life's journey took you, you would always have this dance, this love, to guide you through.

In that tender moment, as Jongin's eyes shimmered with love and affection, you felt the intensity of a fervor that spoke of passion and devotion.

The world seemed to stand still as his kiss enveloped you, igniting a fire within that burned brighter than the flickering candlelight. It was a kiss filled with longing, with the knowledge that every second was precious, every moment a gift to be cherished.

In his embrace, you felt a sense of completeness, as if every puzzle piece had finally fallen into place. His love washed over you like a tidal wave, overwhelming yet comforting, leaving you breathless and exhilarated all at once.

And as you melted into his embrace, lost in the sweetness of his kiss, you knew with absolute certainty that this love was timeless, unbreakable, a force of nature that would endure through every trial and triumph.

As the passion between you and Jongin ignited like wildfire, the air crackled with electricity, charged with the intensity of your desire. His touch sent shivers racing down your spine, igniting a primal hunger that pulsed through every fiber of your being.

In the heat of the moment, time seemed to stand still as you lost yourselves in each other, consumed by a fiery passion that blazed like a thousand suns. His hands roamed over your skin, tracing patterns of longing and need, while your fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer with an urgency born of love and desire.

With each whispered word, each tender caress, the boundaries between you dissolved, merging your souls in a dance of raw emotion and unbridled ecstasy. The world outside faded into oblivion as you surrendered to the intoxicating allure of his touch, the rhythm of your hearts beating as one.

In the dim light of the room, shadows danced against the walls, mirroring the passion that burned within you both. Every kiss was a symphony of longing, every touch a symphony of desire, as you explored the depths of each other's hearts with a hunger that knew no bounds.

And as the flames of passion blazed higher, you found solace in the knowledge that in each other's arms, you had found home—a sanctuary where love reigned supreme and desire knew no limits.

As the first light of dawn filtered through the curtains, you stirred from your slumber, the warmth of the morning sun casting a golden glow over the room. The soft sheets enveloped your bare skin, a comforting embrace that spoke of the intimacy shared between you and Jongin.

Feeling his arms wrapped around you, pulling you closer to his warm and bare body, sent a rush of warmth flooding through your veins. His steady heartbeat echoed in the quiet of the morning, a soothing rhythm that lulled you back into the depths of sleep.

As you nestled against him, the world outside faded away, cocooned in the sanctuary of his embrace. In that moment, there were no worries, no fears, no doubts—only the profound connection that bound you together, heart to heart, soul to soul.

With each rise and fall of his chest, you felt a sense of peace wash over you, knowing that in his arms, you were safe, cherished, loved beyond measure. And as you drifted back into dreams, you knew that the love you shared with Jongin would always be your guiding light, illuminating the path ahead with its timeless beauty and boundless grace.

As you turned to Jongin, your fingers gently brushed against his face, tracing the contours of his features with a tenderness that mirrored the affection in your heart. With a soft sigh, he stirred from his slumber, his eyes fluttering open to meet yours, still heavy with sleep but filled with love and warmth.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," you whispered, your voice a gentle melody that danced through the quiet of the room.

Jongin's lips curled into a drowsy smile as he leaned into your touch, his hand finding yours and intertwining your fingers with his own. "Morning," he murmured, his voice soft yet filled with a warmth that chased away the remnants of sleep.

The morning sunlight bathed the room in a soft, golden glow, casting shadows that danced across the walls like whispers of a shared secret. In the quiet intimacy of the moment, you found solace in the simple pleasure of being together, of sharing in the beauty of the morning and the love that bound you as one.

With a playful twinkle in his eyes, Jongin brushed a stray strand of hair from your face, his touch sending a shiver of anticipation down your spine. "Did you sleep well?" he asked, his voice laced with genuine concern.

You nodded, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "Like a baby," you replied, your heart swelling with gratitude for the warmth of his embrace, for the love that filled the spaces between you.

As you lay there, basking in the quiet serenity of the morning, you knew that no matter what the day held in store, you would always have this—these precious moments shared between two souls intertwined, bound together by the timeless beauty of love. And as you gazed into Jongin's eyes, you knew that with him by your side, every morning would be a promise of endless possibility, a reminder of the unbreakable bond that held you together, now and forever.

"Happy Valentine's, my love," Jongin whispered, his words carrying a tenderness that melted your heart. His lips met yours in a soft, sweet kiss, a gentle reminder of the love that bound you together.

With his arms wrapped around you, you felt a warmth spread through your entire being, a sense of completeness that only Jongin could evoke. In that moment, as you shared in the sweetness of his kiss, you knew that this day, like every day, would be filled with moments of love and connection.

"Happy Valentine's," you whispered back, your voice filled with love and tenderness as you returned Jongin's affectionate gesture. His kiss filled you with warmth, a gentle reminder of the depth of your connection and the beauty of your love.

Wrapped in his embrace, you felt a sense of peace wash over you, knowing that in his arms, you were home. Each touch, each caress, spoke volumes of the bond that held you together, weaving a tapestry of love and devotion that would stand the test of time.

"Thank you for being the light in my life," he said softly, his words a testament to the profound gratitude he felt for your presence, for your unwavering support and companionship.

As you lingered in the embrace of your beloved, the world outside faded into insignificance, leaving only the sweetness of the moment shared between two souls entwined in love. 

[luvrhyune]

-; ✧˖*°࿐ BF TEXTS . YANG JEONGIN .

★༉ SUMMARY ; a few texts with your boyfriend, jeongin.

★༉ PAIRING ; yang jeongin x gn! reader.

— warnings ; girlie is used. thats all.

— notes ; 1. happy solar comeback 😘! 2. maknae on top‼️‼️

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[mxndeey]

chaos for real

Jeongin: Hey, you wanna know a secret? Chan: No. Jeongin: Okay. Chan: Chan: Do you smell smoke? Jeongin: The secret is that our house is on fire.

[3raaaachachacha]

4:09 pm

Yang Jeongin x female reader / 637 words / fluff / smut

Warnings: car sex, riding, swearing

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What started off as a refreshing day at the beach for your anniversary soon turned into a steamy session in the back of your boyfriend's car. Jeongin wasn’t usually the kind to be so impatient when it came to being intimate, but you weren’t complaining one bit. You hastily helped him pack away your belongings before you rushed to the car, throwing the bag in the truck before Jeongin hopped in and pulled you on top of him. You were straddling his waist, already beginning to discard each other's clothing.

“Fuck Innie, you’re a little eager today,” You giggled as you pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his toned abs and chest. He had been working out a lot recently. You immediately ran your fingers over them, earning a groan from him.

“It’s been a while baby,” Jeongin mumbled against your neck as he began to leave a trail of marks, “You don’t mind, do you? I just can't wait another 40 minutes till we get home,” Jeongin asked curiously, rubbing your hip bones, while continuing to peck your neck and collarbones.

“Of course not, baby,” You responded quickly as you placed your hands on the zipper of his pants, signaling for him to help you. His lips found their way back to yours as you could feel the desperation in him. Jeongin propped his body up a little holding onto you as you helped pull them down to his ankles, never breaking the kiss.

Jeongin tried to help you take your panties off, but considering you were in such small confinement, he skipped that part and pulled them to the side. He slid two fingers up your slit to collect your wetness, prepping you, while you placed your hand under Jeongin's chin, guiding him to face you. You craved intimacy.

“No foreplay right now, just get to it!" You giggled at your own demand.

Jeongin was a little surprised, “Are you sure you’re ready baby? Are you wet enough? I don’t want it to hurt. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I promise I’ll let you know if it’s too much.”

With that being said, Jeongin placed his hands on your waist, helping you align his length at your entrance before you slowly sank down on it. It stung a little, considering you usually have at least one orgasm before he fucks you, but it felt different. It was new and you loved it.

“Fuck Y/N, so fucking tight. It’s been too long,” He choked back a moan as you started to ride him. His hands held tightly onto your waist, helping your movements speed up. Your hands found their way to his hair as you pulled lightly, a quiet moan falling from his lips.

Your orgasm approached a lot quicker than usual. You increased your speed on Jeongin's length, letting your head rest against his shoulder as you started to get tired and overwhelmed. Jeongin's hands moved from your waist to roughly grip your ass as he thrust up into you. You moaned into his neck as you could only feel pure pleasure. 

The car reeked of sex and the windows were fogging up, but neither of you cared. Jeongin helped you ride out your high as you consistently clenched around his throbbing length, sending him over the edge. He let his head fall back onto the seat as his breathing became steady.

You collapsed against his chest, breathing heavily as you tried to recover from your intense orgasm. Jeongin's length was still buried deep inside your tight channel as he moved a strand of hair out of your face.

You tried to get off him, but Jeongin pulled you back into him, “Let’s stay like this for a while. I’ve missed you and I'm kind of getting hard again because of your clenching.”

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[horanghaeluvsinniehae]

STRAY KIDS!BEST FRIEND GETTING JEALOUS

Hyung line/\Makne line

I have SEVENTEEN units with this concept

Pairing: skz!hyung line x gn!reader

Disclaimer: swearing, mentions of eating, boys being sulky (please tell me if i missed anything!)

As always author’s note at the end

Enjoy!

A/N: hi guys! I hope you liked this one! It’s a bit softer than the hyung line i think!

I hope it was okay, and feedbacks are always welcomed! They motivate me and i always like to know if you liked it or not!<3

Btw guys i really desperately need requests please😭🙇 it can be whatever you want as long as it’s appropriate to the guidelines(!) but honeslty i need your ideas please please😭😭 i sound so stupid but i just wanna make you happy:(<3

Please be safe and take care of yourself🫂❤️‍🩹

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[noisyquokka]

Piece of You

PAIRING - Jeongin x GN!Reader

SYNOPSIS - You can't imagine your life without him, and you wouldn't want to. He's a part of you now, a piece of your identity as much as you are a part of his.

WORDCOUNT - 870 (ignore the last piece I posted where I said I couldn't write anything under 1k words lmao)

WARNINGS - Fluff, Established Friendship, two (2) besties getting philosophical under the stars, typical Innieisms

A/N - It's Innie Day! Enjoy a cute little bestie blurb, Darlings! (I love him sm, how have I never written a proper fic for him yet?!)

“You ever wonder what our lives could be?”

Jeongin’s head rests in your lap, his eyes focused on the clear sky above. Your fingers card lazily through his hair, brushing the dark tresses from his field of view. The question hangs in the air like a cloud, a whisper in the twilight that leaves you wondering if he had even heard you. 

“What it could be?” Jeongin repeats, confusion etched in the crease of his brow. You hum an affirmative, eyelids sliding open and sweeping down to catch his gaze. He shrugs, ghosting his fingers over the palm of your hand.

“The thought never crosses my mind,” he says. 

You hum again, eyes spanning skyward. 

Whatever warmth the sun offered during the day had been snuffed out by the February frost. Twilight pervades the sky like sheer curtains over a bedroom window, gradually depleting with the help of Earth’s orbit. The city’s skyline glows from miles away, its lights shimmering like the coming stars. The air was crisp now, comfortable enough for you and Jeongin to sneak onto your roof and watch the sunset.

“Things could be so different, you know…” 

Jeongin sits up from his spot beside you, eyes locking with yours. The concern is evident. It isn’t like you to be this vague. Normally Jeongin was more than capable of picking up what you were putting down, but not tonight. You’d confused the poor man. Even worse, you’ve worried him. Your nose scrunches in regret, and you offer him a soft smile.

“Nevermind. It’s dumb, I’m just… thinking out loud.” you mutter, turning your attention back to the navy blue sky. You can feel his eyes on you, can guess that those brows are creased on his forehead. His hand finds yours instinctively. 

“Hey, it’s not dumb.” His fingers lace with yours, thumb ghosting over the back of your hand. You smile to yourself, the familiar feeling washing over you like sunshine on epidermis. “You can tell me anything. You know that.”

“I just…” You sigh heavily, trying to figure out exactly what it is you’re trying to get across. The feeling of Jeongin’s fingers running over your palm is a welcomed comfort. “There’s some alternate timeline out there that has you and I written down as strangers. We probably lived on opposite sides of the world, or maybe we lived down the street from each other and never caught each other’s eye.” You keep your gaze on the toes of your sneakers, tapping them lightly against the shingles. Jeongin keeps silent, nothing more than an inhalation of breath leaving his lungs. 

His expression softens, your words finally hitting him.

It’s more than normal for you guys to sit up here on any given night and get philosophical under the stars, talking until the birds wake with their chorus of dawn twitterings. While those talks have gotten pretty deep, it was this one that shattered the ceiling. You've been best friends forever, always found time for one another on the busiest of days. More so on the bad days. Jeongin's certain you're the only person he could call on a whim and you'd drop everything if needed. 

Your words are powerful, and they hold a certain weight to them. They make him question his life and his choices throughout. Who would you be if not for him? What kind of person would you be without his influence? Where would he be without yours? Who would he be? His heart sinks like an anchor in his stomach.

You feel the lightest sensation of Jeongin’s fingers over your palm — a reminder that he’s there, listening with keen ears. Then the surefire heat of his body sliding closer, one arm circling your back. You spare him a glance only to find his eyes focused on the stars above. The dim lighting from your window glosses over his profile, and you watch the stars trapped in his pupils.

“I like to think that the universe couldn’t find a better person to pair me with,” He blinks, laced fingers squeezing yours. He drops his eyes to you, his gaze warm and gentle. “so it gave me you.”

You are struck by the unexpected tenderness of his words. The universe brought you together for a reason. You can't imagine your life without him. The thought of being strangers in a different life is unthinkable.

You lean back against him with a soft smile etching your lips. 

"I think that's the perfect way to describe us, two people who were meant to be paired together.” 

“Well, I was going for more of a ‘there’s no one else who can handle this amazing, loveable guy’ trope.”

“Oh come on, Innie!” You laugh at his comment, shoving your shoulder back into his chest. “is it too much to ask for you to be sentimental on occasion?”

“Sentimental Innie costs 40000.”

“You’re insane.”

He cracks a grin and shoots you a cheeky wink.

“I’m simply putting my skills to good use.”

“And why don’t I get a discount?”

“I’m too talented to put myself out there for free.”

You roll your eyes, leaning back into him. You feel his heartbeat pounding softly against your back as two pairs of eyes settle skyward.

Nothing more needs to be said. 

You both know this is enough.

Psst!! If you made it this far, thank you for taking the time to read my work 💕 I appreciate you!

[dalamjisung]

Matching Set Masterlist

college!AU

popular!jeongin x introvert!reader

summary: Y/N and Jeongin had been together since birth. Seriously since birth– their mothers were best friends and while hanging out to complain about their never ending pregnancy, bam. Rumor has it that Y/N took a little while to cry, blinking around for a couple of minutes until the gentlest of screams came out of her tiny body. Only later, when the parents got together to congratulate each other, did the mothers found out that Jeongin had been born five minutes before Y/N, and it seemed that her quietness had been her own early way to wait for who would later be her best friend. And as if sharing a birthday wasn’t enough, these two had to share everything else; from their lunch at school to the bed they slept on. Thankfully, as next door neighbors, the trip was minimal.

It continued like this for decades to come, through middle school, high school, and finally, college. Their applications were sent together and their letters came in the same day. Miraculously, they chose different degrees, and for an entire night, Y/N cried to her mom about losing her best friend. Maybe this will be a good experience for you two, she laughed, petting her daughter’s head. But Y/N just couldn’t see a positive side to being without her Innie. Later, they would make a pact– one that vowed to always be there for each other. And he looked so earnest and honest that Y/N just couldn’t understand where that nagging doubt tugging on her heart was coming from…

What happens when these two experience freedom like nothing they’ve ever seen? And what will be of the matching set when they are put apart? Can the lifelong friendship survive the ultimate test of time– college?

update schedule: Every Sunday :D

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🌚 chapter one: hyung I’m suing you

🌝 chapter two: fellow clowns

🌚 chapter three: what bothers you, my little freeloader?

🌝 chapter four: forgiven but not forgotten

🌚 chapter five: she doesn’t need me anymore

🌝 chapter six: Mandatory Movie Marathon™️

🌚 chapter seven: delayed reactions

🌝 chapter eight: no turning back

🌚 chapter nine: things are about to change

🌝 chapter ten: another case of innie being innie

🌚 chapter eleven: see you then

🌝 chapter twelve: it’s a date

🌚 chapter thirteen: we need to talk about yesterday

🌝 chapter fourteen

🌚 chapter fifteen 

🌝 chapter sixteen

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hi lovelies! I know I have been a bit gone from the fake text scene, but I’ve been working on this for a bit now, and I am really, really excited to share this new story with you all! Han’s story will be going into HIATUS as I’m trying to sort the overall plot and details and will be reworking it after I get my muse back fro Rhythm & Rhyme. Also: there are timeline plot-holes and for that I apologize! Because it’s been a while since I wrote these, there was a mixup with the timeline of all the following stories, so truly, I am sorry-- I’ll do my best to keep everything together neat and tight! Thank you for your love and constant support!

IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO GET TAGGED FOR THE RELEASE OF MATCHING SET PLEASE LET ME KNOW AND I’LL START A TAGLIST!

[orchid-mantis-petals]

WHEN HOME BECOMES YOU CHAPTER 8

/ Hello!! HI!! I am so excited to drop this chapter it was so scrumptious to write.

/ As per the Poll (Which is now deleted) you loves asked for this Chapter tonight, I am here to give.

/ I forewarn, I have not proofread it this time. I am far too tired to try that tonight. So I will likely proofread and edit tomorrow AM.

/ As always thank you to @maximumkillshot for guiding and giving me ideas. And @taeminsung who is always quick to text me their reacts. Love you both!!

/ Last notes for now, I have a work schedule change coming up. Saturday will become the posting date for this fic. Baring any health complications I will update if there is a delay or of we're on track for the drop. This week will only have this chapter (Unless I get ballsy but with my flare up probably not). So without further ado here we go!!

/ Genre: ANGST, fluff, comfort, cuddles

/ Warnings: Blood (Reader and Bin), PTSD, panic attack, Screaming, crying, injury (Axel, and reader), wound care, SWEARING BECAUSE IM A FEIND (If I miss any comment below I'm very tired..)

/ Summary:

Changbin sleepily rubbed at his eyes as he followed the rest down to the vehicles. It wasn’t as though he slept. Your constant presence at his side that night just eased the tiredness that took time to come. Now he was sure once he was home he would fall asleep like the dead. He was polite enough to bow to the concierge on his way out. Outside the main lobby he shivered, the short sleeve shirt he brought with him wasn’t enough to keep him warm against the chilled air. Winter would make her own debut in the coming months. 

“Changbin, where’s your jacket??” Chan asked as he watched the younger shiver beside him. 

“I must have left it upstairs in Y/N’s apartment,” the group groaned. Most just wanted to go home and to bed after their long day ended so peacefully. 

Changbin sleepily rubbed at his eyes as he followed the rest down to the vehicles. It wasn’t as though he slept. Your constant presence at his side that night just eased the tiredness that took time to come. Now he was sure once he was home he would fall asleep like the dead. He was polite enough to bow to the concierge on his way out. Outside the main lobby he shivered, the short sleeve shirt he brought with him wasn’t enough to keep him warm against the chilled air. Winter would make her own debut in the coming months. 

“Changbin, where’s your jacket??” Chan asked as he watched the younger shiver beside him. 

“I must have left it upstairs in Y/N’s apartment,” the group groaned. Most just wanted to go home and to bed after their long day ended so peacefully. 

“Well hurry up Bin we’ll warm up the car,” Chan tossed the key fob to him he was thankfully alert enough to catch it before it fell to the floor. 

“Thanks!!” He stepped back inside the lobby and made sure he was quick to head up to your apartment. It felt like hours in his tired brain as he watched the elevator climb higher and higher until it finally dinged on the 8th floor. When he stepped off his feet dragged him to the familiar blank door that belonged to your home. He knocked once, twice, thrice with no answer. He heard sounds beyond the wood so he was sure you were awake. They hadn’t even left your garage yet. Not even two minutes ago he was wishing you goodnight with a gentle hug on the way out. It wasn’t until he heard your scream that he leapt into action.

Changbin was thankful to find your front door had yet been locked. Though he was sure he could force it open if he had needed to. There was no time for manners, not when his blood ran cold at the idea of you in pain. The short hallway that was your entryway didn’t yield any results as to why you had cried out so desperately. It wasn’t until he rounded the corner that he caught sight of you. The space behind your couch, just in front of the stairs. Quickly he came to join you. He only stopped when his sneaker crunched on something. At a closer glance he saw a shattered picture frame. The picture that once lay within was cut apart by the glass. There was no time for him to figure out why the photo and frame had such significance. Not when he could see the blood trickle down your hands, it pooled into the cracks of the floor below you. The jacket he left behind was now used to push aside the glass that lay around you. His goal was to protect whatever part of you he could. The sound of the glass drew your attention upward toward him. But in the glassy light your eyes gave off he could tell you were not with him. Your mind elsewhere, not a registered part of this world. 

“Y/n??” He called as he stood above you, not far off to your left he saw your cell phone. A call still counting up the time at which you were on with that person. He didn’t pay much mind to it any further, not when he felt your hand clasped around his wrist. He winced as the glass embedded in your palms scratched at his skin. His blood now mingled with yours as it dropped to the floor. 

“I promise, I promise to be good,” he was confused, what had you meant when you said you would be good. Had you been bad?? Had he done something to make you think you weren’t good or kind?? Your hand dragged his forward until it settled into your hair. You forced his fingers into a fist your hair caught in his palm. “See, I’m good..I’m so good. Please..I’ll be good if you stop hurting them..please..stop hurting them. I’m here..I’ll be good,” his breath left him fast at the sight of you on your knees like that. You begged for harm to befall you at the expense of another. Tears pricked at his eyes as you continued to beg him for something he wouldn’t dare give you. It was then he realized yet again, you were not here with him. Your brain had cast you into a vast hellscape. One that made him a monster to you, a monster more than willing to usher in pain, to make an example out of your misery. 

“Changbin, what’s taking-“ from the doorway he heard Felix but paid him no mind as he knelt in front of you with his hand letting go of your hair. He didn’t face the Australian, not when you needed him more. Felix called to you, but you didn’t respond. Your eyes locked with Changbin as the battle behind them turned into a war. 

“Felix, figure out who’s on the phone,” the young blonde nodded as he scooped up your device and moved to the kitchen to speak with whoever was on the other side. Changbin studied your face once more, small cuts across your cheeks had him worried glass had settled into more than just your hands. The streaks of blood wet with your tears as they continued to wash over the scratches on your skin. There was no spark in your eyes. No fire. Not in the ways he had come so used to seeing, not in the ways he’d slowly begun to love. Gently his hand soothed over your tangled hair, his aim to fix what his hand had messed up. Though he was careful to not add to the blood that was all over you. “My sweet Whimsy, it’s me. Changbin. Can you hear me??” His voice was so light so soft all he wanted was for you to come back to the world around them. 

“I'll never do it again. I’ll never leave you, just don’t hurt them. Don’t hurt anyone else,” Changbin stayed calm as you continued to beg for something that he’d never give. Something someone else had taken from you. 

“It’s okay Whimsy. Look me in the eyes. I am not who you are thinking of. I am not here to hurt you. Come back to me Whimsy,” his motions slow, delicate in regards to you. After a few minutes he could see some light come back to your eyes. “Sweet Whimsy, are you with me??”  There was a pause as you looked around the room, then down at your hands. 

“Yes..” your voice croaked with the effort to speak through the soreness he was sure you had in your throat. 

“Good, can I help clean you up??” When you nodded he slowly lifted you off the floor by your elbow and walked toward your bathroom. He looked to Felix, then to the mess on the floor in hopes the younger would understand what he was trying to ask. Your bathroom was small, but Changbin didn’t care. Not when you needed someone to help you. Not when you let him help you. Something all the boys had wanted to do for a very long time.. He settled you on the toilet with gentle hands before he set a towel on your lap to catch the blood that dropped from your hands. “Where’s your first aid kit??” 

“Under the sink,” he made sure you kept your hands still over the towel as he reached for the familiar white box that contained all first aid needs. He rummaged quietly as he sat on the edge of your bathtub. The tweezers were first. He apologized gently as he pulled each and every piece of glass from your palms and fingers. It startled him that you didn’t flinch, you barely registered each glass he pulled free from your hands. Occasionally he noticed a nerve pull the muscles, an involuntary reaction to what he was doing. Your control was scary. He began to wonder how many times harm had come to you?? How many times had you experienced pain at the hands of another?? “Bin??” He had stopped moving. Tweezers poised over your palms as he got lost in his thoughts. 

“Just seeing if any needed stitches,” he smiled kindly at you before he put away the tweezers. “This will hurt, I'm sorry,” he didn’t want to add more to your pain, but he knew the next part needed to happen if you were going to heal. Changbin decided to grab a towel close by and soak it in the alcohol rather than dumbing it into your open cuts. This way he had more control over the situation. One by one he cleaned the cuts on your hands and face. The only noise that was heard in the room was the soft rustling of Changbin as he began the process of bandaging your wounds and the soft sniffles you let out every so often. “Want to tell me about it??” Whatever this was, whatever had you, his kind and stoic Whimsy sobbing on the floor in terror was something Changbin wanted to protect you from. 

“I’m not ready. I am too afraid,” that was all you needed to say. Changbin understood, maybe not to the full extent. But he did understand the desire to process, gather and heal from it all before you spoke about it. He would give you time. As much time and desire as you needed. So long as you understood he was someone you could come to. 

“I’ll be here when you’re ready,” there was a knock on the bathroom door, Changbin didn’t miss the way you flinched and cowered away as it swung open. “It’s only Felix Whimsy,” he relaxed when you settled at the sight of the young blonde. 

“Hey there Starlight. Are you feeling better??” Changbin’s heart sunk when you shrugged your shoulders. He reached out to you and gathered you in his arms. 

“Let’s get you on the couch,” he laughed softly at your squeak when he lifted you with ease into his arms. When you tried to protest he only held you closer as he took the short walk from your bathroom to the couch. He was sad you didn’t cling to him like he saw women do in the movies. But he didn’t blame you either. Your hands had been cut apart, the delicate soft skin was sure to scar as they healed. He was gentle as he settled you onto the couch. Felix was right there with a blanket and your stuffed bear. 

“Starlight, I talked to Ivory,” there was panic that settled over your features. Changbin watched as your eyes darted between both of them. Your waterline turned pink as tears welled up in them. In one quick motion your knees came up to your chest as you looked down, your hair now blocked them from view. 

“Did she tell you??” 

“No, she said she had wanted to. But you would have been upset. I agreed with her,” both males relaxed when you did, your legs flattened out over the couch, the blanket wrapped tight over your body. “She did, however, recommend a detective here in Korea. She said he is an old friend of hers. She wants you to go see him. Begin the process of ‘finally filing that shit’ her words not mine,” Changbin felt his heart swell when you chuckled softly. Silence filled the room as both men made moves to get ready and go. Though Changbin hesitated with every single step. He didn’t want to leave you. In fact his entire body revolted at the idea of you here alone. He’d rather stay, rather keep you safe beyond just the care of your wounds. He was so unsure, so helpless in the idea of how to ask. He feared you would reject him if he had. That you would shut him out once more.. Just as they stood you snagged both their pant legs. 

“I-I don’t want to go alone,” you had reached out to them..Changbin would not turn you away. Not when you so clearly asked for his help. At one glance he realized his personal schedule was so full tomorrow. His help would have to wait. “But I want it done,” 

“I can go with you Starlight. Come to the Danceracha house tomorrow morning. I’ll go with you. Binnie has a big schedule,” 

“I’ll move it, all of it. For you Whimsy,” 

“Don’t you dare Bin. You’ve done more than enough for me tonight,” 

‘I will do so much more if only you’d let me,’ he thought. 

“You have NIZI tomorrow, Chan will need you more than I will. Lixie will be perfect company,” Changbin chewed on his lip but nodded as he let you win, this time. 

“I’ll keep my schedule if you promise to call me..” 

“I can live with that,” you smiled softly to them both, but he saw how it didn’t meet your eyes. He saw you fiddle with the frayed ends of your bandage. He’d stop you if he weren’t afraid he’d hurt you in the process. For now he settled with resting his hand over your knee. His hands were so calm as he drew your attention back to him. 

“I will be here if you need me,” the uncut pads of your fingers came to rest over his hand on your knee. He was thrilled you felt comfortable enough to reach out to them. To finally let them in, even just a little. “I am going to walk Lixie to the cars. If you’ll let me, I'd like to stay. Just to make sure you’re okay through the night. I can drive you to Lix’s dorm in the morning,” he watched your eyes dart around once more, he was sure you’d protest to the idea. But deep in his heart he hoped you’d let him stay. Whatever you wanted he would do. He would respect every choice you made.

“Please stay,” Changbin could tell it was hard for you to make this choice. Hard to let people in. In his head he celebrated, but outwardly he simply nodded and soothed over your hair once more.

“I will be right back Whimsy. Can I tell Chan what happened??”

“Yeah, I trust him,” that was all you needed to say. He let Felix say goodnight to you once more before he followed the young male out of the apartment. 

“Lix, are you doing okay??” he was gentle as he asked, they all knew the empath Felix was. While he could handle any situation with remarkable depth and strength, Changbin also knew how much of a toll it took on him. Softly he chuckled as the aussie sagged against his side. His own arm wrapped around the younger to keep him close as they watched the elevator tick down.

“I’m okay, tired, but okay. I just don’t want Starlight to suffer alone anymore,”

“Me either Lix. We just have to keep trying. Keep being there for her,” Changbin felt the younger nod into his side as the elevator opened. When it had he scooped Felix onto his back as he walked to the front entry. The effect was immediate, from his back the blonde laughed as he kicked his legs in time with Changbin’s steps. It was only when he was beside the cars did he set Felix back on his feet. From there the younger found refuge in Hyunjin. Changbin made eye contact with Chan as the rest began to pile into the car; he motioned the leader to come out and speak to him. 

“What’s up Bin, everything alright??” Once clear of the prying ears the other members had Changbin nodded.

“Y/N had a panic attack. She didn’t really share what was going on. But she was pretty upset. I asked to stay over, to make sure she sleeps okay,” Chan nodded, and Changbin didn’t miss the worry that flashed behind his eyes before he settled back into the calm collected look he always had when he was deep in thought. “I won’t be late to schedule tomorrow,”

“That wasn’t even a thought Bin. If Sandy needs you then we will make it work,” Chan looked back at the vehicles before he nodded. “I’ll leave one of the cars here for you to drive tomorrow. Just give Y/N a hug for me,” Changbin nodded, he didn’t comment on the nickname Chan let slip for you. He himself was far too tired and preoccupied with your well being to tease his leader. He’d save it for tomorrow, while they got ready for NIZI. He waited on the lobby stoop while Chan rearranged the cars. After it was all settled Chan handed over a set of keys before he gave Changbin a squeeze to the arm. “See you in the morning,” Changbin waved the others goodnight from where he stood before he wandered back inside and up to you. When he returned he wasn’t surprised to have found you had fallen asleep where he put you on the couch not even ten minutes earlier. As gentle as possible he scooped you up. Blanket, stuffy and all tucked neatly into his arms as he walked up to your bed. He was happy that you didn’t wake at all as he settled you into your bed for the night. Changbin gently tucked you in before he wandered away from your side. He wasn’t sure he would sleep at all the night, not when there was an obvious threat that loomed over your safety. Still, he knew you’d be upset if he didn’t try. Beside your front door he spotted a baseball bat, he wasn’t sure the purpose you used it for. But tonight it would stay by his side as he slept on your couch. The blanket Felix had originally wrapped you up in was left behind on the couch. With one last glance up at your loft Changbin settled in for the night. That said blanket now wrapped around himself, the familiar scent of your shampoo wrapped him in warmth as he drifted off into a listless slumber. 

“PLEASE!! STOP!!” Changbin was up on his feet before he could even register what had happened, the bat in his hand he checked the front door. Still locked and bolted. “I’M HERE DON’T HURT THEM!! TAKE ME!!” when he heard you cry out again he took off from the front door to your room. At the foot of your bed he watched you thrash under the blankets he so calmly wrapped around you mere hours before. In seconds he was at your side his hand soothed into your tousled hair.

“Whimsy, darling it's a dream,” he called to you as he waited patiently to wake up from the nightmare. It didn’t take long for you to shoot up out of bed and latch onto the front of Changbin’s shirt. “Hey, hey it's me, Changbin,” his voice was low, gentle, and calm as he spoke to you. He waited for you to figure out where you were. Your eyes darted around the room then came to meet his as you began to calm. “Hey there Whimsy,” 

“Hey,” you sighed as you let your hands drop from his shirt. His eyes never left your body, tonight had done enough to you. Yet all it wanted to do was take more from you with every given second. Changbin settled on the bed beside you, not too close yet close enough that if you needed him he was there. Silence fell over the both of you. It was comfortable, and clear as though it was meant to be. He waited until he felt you were calm enough before he stood up to go back down stairs. “Wait,” he stopped as you snagged the hem of his shirt. “Please don’t go,” 

“Are you sure you’re comfortable with me here?? I don’t want to overstep,”

“I am. I’m afraid to be alone. Please,”  he hadn’t meant for you to beg. Because he would give you anything you wanted when you wanted it. No questions asked. 

“Okay Whimsy,” after you settled down beneath your blankets he joined you on the other side of the bed. He tried to not take up too much space, it was hard with his size sometimes. Yet he still tried his best to not crowd you on the bed. Changbin wanted you to come to him, he didn’t want to push your boundaries. So he settled down beside you, his back rested against the silken sheets, he felt awkward and stiff. It was when you reached out to take his hand that he finally relaxed against your bed. His fingers wrapped in your as he turned to face you. “Sleep well Whimsy. I will be here by your side when you wake,” 

“Thank you Changbin. For everything,” he watched you sink into your blankets, your eyes half lidded as sleep dragged you under once more. The soft sound of your breaths evened out with your slumber is what eased Changbin to fall asleep beside you. His hand in yours, he knew from that moment on he’d protect you at all costs.

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Kinktober day 10- Frottage w/jeongin

⤷ warnings: Somnophilia, fem dom!reader, sub!jeongin, degradation, cumming in pants

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You were getting ready for bed, while jeongin was already sleeping. Passing out as soon as he came from, probably from schedules.

You took a shower, did your skin care, and changed. Trying to get out of the bathroom faster, as you were extremely tired as well.

As you get out and walk into your room, you smile when your boyfriend came into sight. Sighing softly missing the times where you could see him more.

Climbing into the bed you snuggled up into jeongins chest falling asleep shortly after.

You wake up in a different position that you fell asleep in. On your back with your legs spread ever so slightly. You were too tired to even open your eyes, so you decided to go back to sleep. Nonetheless you get woken up again, you feel pressure on you cunt. You open your eyes to see jeongin above you, rutting his clothed cock on you.

"Innie?" You question, blinking to clear your vision to see more.

He opens his eyes frantically just to close it again, leaning foward to hide his face from embarrassment or humiliation or both.

"i-im sorry mommy I couldn't help it! I needed you and a-and you were asleep!" You feel tears trickle down onto the dip of your collarbone.

"Are you sorry? Or are you a dirty slut who always needs to rub his dick onto something." You try and tilt his head up but as soon as you lay one finger on him he starts to cry more.

"P-please I need you, n-needed you so bad. D-didnt wanna wake mommy up."

"But you woke me up anyway and you still can't stop hm? I didn't know innie was such a pervert. Humping mommy while she's sleeping? That's sick and disgusting." you held back a laugh when he finally stopped to look up at you.

"N-no! Stop mommy please I didn't mean to i- I swear!" he choked out one, two sobs before the dam broke. Crying and mumbling whatever apologies he can come up with.

"What's this?" You reach your hand over the wet spot forming on his sweats. Pressing on it, lightly squeezing his cock.

"Did you cum? Pathetic"

"N-no, no I can't stop, feels too good" he babbles, almost cumming again.

"Why'd you lie baby? We both know you came. So I'm gonna ask you again, did you cum?" you speak in a condescending tone, running your fingers through his hair.

"Yes, sorry"

"And you wanna come again but you didn't even make mommy cum. Ungrateful bitch aren't you?" you move him off of you, putting him against the headboard while you're perched in his lap.

"I-I wanna make mommy feel good too!"

"Not with you thinking with your dick" you move your hips slightly, at a slow but firm pace. You would be lying if you said he wasn't pleasing you in any way. You like toying with him some times.

"You got such a big cock but you don't know how to use it. A shame."

"M'gonna cum. Let me cum please" he starts rutting his hips up into yours, chasing a high.

"How close are you?"

"s-so close, please! Cum with me fuck-" he angles his hips to rub on your clit constantly trying to get you to cum.

"Good b-boy, gonna make me cum yeah?"

You rub your hips twice before you cum, slowly halting your movements.

"Cumming!" He dips his head in to kiss you, still rutting his hips up.

"You did so good baby, we have to take a shower though."

"Mhm "

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blame me if you want.

other works by green.

pairing: jeongin x gender neutral reader

content warnings: heartbreak, angst, crying, break up

rating: 13+

summary: you deluded yourself into thinking you and jeongin were meant to last forever. but after some time where he felt distant, you come to find out why.

🍂 untitled — hyunjin & i.n (2 kids’ show)

His hands shook slightly as they held your face as though you were to break into a thousand pieces if he let you go, and you thought you might, too, since your heart had just been shattered by the man you’d once named your forever; why not let your body and soul follow your heart into the disaster it is now? You watched as tears threatened to spill, his voice cracked and his lips formed a trembling frown, though it didn’t compare to the storm of tears rolling down your cheeks or the sobs that continuously escaped past your lips, your expression twisted into one of pure heartbreak.

“I— I really didn’t want us to end like this, Jeongin,” you sobbed, and you knew he could barely understand what you were trying to say through the hiccups and cries. “But it’s like you’ve mentally been away for months now and I don’t know what I can do anymore. I can’t continue living like this, losing sleep because I can’t figure out what is happening and you keep refusing to talk about it.”

Jeongin pulled you to his chest, resting his chin on top of your head as the fingers of one hand gripped your shirt. He was shaking all over, but you were inconsolable.

“You’ve said it on my behalf, Y/N.” He began, voice crackling as he held back tears. “At some point, your eyes felt so cold, and perhaps I am the reason, but —”

You pulled away from him, eyebrows furrowed. “If I ever looked at you coldly, I never meant it. Baby, I promise that —”

“No, not like that,” he interrupted. “I mean, I didn’t feel the same way that I used to. I’m not sure how or when it happened, but it did. I couldn’t figure out how to tell you, but I really didn’t want things to get to this point.”

A tear finally rolled down his cheek as he spoke, voice growing thicker as he held back his own devastation. His words felt as though he’d pushed you off of a cliff and now you were just falling without a safety net by yourself.

“Y/N, I know in my heart that you leaving me and finding someone who truly deserves you before this pain gets any deeper is the best thing you can do.” A choked sob escaped from his lips and he sniffled, looking away for a moment to compose himself. “I tried to be your forever, I really did. But now I’m not sure of anything; did I really fall in love? Or was it a selfish decision made for my own sake to escape from my loneliness? At first, I didn’t even want to entertain the idea but, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it since.”

The room was spinning at his words, your sobs intensifying while you pulled away from him completely. You were angry now, hurt, betrayed.

“What are you implying?” Your voice was louder than you’d intended, but you also couldn’t bring yourself to care when your whole world was collapsing in on itself at the moment. “Are you saying that everything we’d been through wasn’t real? Every beautiful minute spent together didn’t make you feel like this could be forever?”

You were standing now, looking down on his shiny eyes as more tears rolled freely down his achingly beautiful face; even with emotions running high, it took everything in you to not kiss them away. But he didn’t deserve that anymore, and you were well aware. When you called him over with the intention to end things, you wanted him to argue with you and tell you that you guys could work things out. You wanted to hear him say that he loved you, and that he didn’t agree with this decision. Anything to show you that he cared and was willing to fight for you and your relationship with him. Instead you found yourself feeling as though he’d punched you in the gut when he agreed wholeheartedly. Now every year spent with him was in question as you wondered just how much of it was as real to him as it had been for you. How many times did he lie through his teeth as he told you he loved you? The thought had you shaking with rage.

Jeongin didn’t respond, only sat there as he watched you back away from him slowly.

“Was I really just someone to keep your bed warm? Who the fuck says that?”

Jeongin finally stood up, hands attempting to reach you but you moved away before he could. “No, I don’t think it was like that —”

“You don’t think, Jeongin? This was the part where you told me ‘No, Y/N, it definitely wasn’t like that’. But you stand there and tell me you don’t think I was just a warm body so you didn’t feel so lonely? You’re such a coward.”

“I know that I am!” For the first time ever, Jeongin raised his voice, which took you aback. “You can blame me if you want, Y/N, but you have to believe me when I tell you that I didn’t want this to drag on like this. There were so many times where I tried to be honest about my feelings but I would look at you and always feel like such a monster for wanting to end things when what we had was so good. Don’t you think I hate this too?”

You remained silent, his words echoing in your mind. It didn’t make sense to you, nothing did. “If what we had was so good, then why did you stop loving me? When did you stop seeing me as your future?”

He opened his mouth but nothing came out. His shoulders slumped when he mumbled, “I have no idea.”

You sniffled, wrapping your own arms around yourself as you watched him. The crying had subsided a little bit by that point, and you could feel your chest becoming numb the longer he remained there. He stood before you, a shell of a man who had once decided to fall with you, but now he watched as you fell on your own to your own doom. The future looked so bleak without him, and you didn’t think you could ever forgive him for this.

“Do you think you would’ve said something sooner rather than later if I hadn’t called you over?”

“I don’t know. I hope so.”

You inhaled sharply, and exhaled shakily, your heart beating in your throat as you prepared to say the next words you’d never even dreamt of saying: “I think you should leave.”

Worst of all, Jeongin only nodded before walking out of your place. He didn’t even look back before closing the door behind him, leaving you a shattered mess.

word count: 1.1k 🍂 posted: 11 • 30 • 2023

💬 a note from green;

i watched hyunjin and i.n’s 2 kids show yesterday and their untitled song had me in tears and inspired me to write this sad little thing. i hope you guys enjoy, i might post something with hyunjin too though i don’t know.

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