#then the news of binnie passing came

[only-aroha-would-know]

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[elllisaaa]

no nut november - bangchan (4th to lose)

-> pairing : chan x fem!reader

-> words count : 3,1k

-> genre : smut, friends/sex friends to lovers

-> warnings : switch!chan, begging, teasing, dirty talk, praising, unprotected sex, hair pulling, handbjod, manhandling, creampie, use of 'slut', a tiny little bit of angst because chan is overthinking + the way i'm depicting bangchan does not represent him, it's only a work of fiction

-> 18+ content bellow, minors dni

-> reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated ! sorry for any mistakes, english is not my first language.

-> masterlist | skz masterlist | no nut november

November 18th, 10 pm, and all Chan was thinking about was you. Nonetheless, he should focus on what was going on behind his eyes, on his screen. But his mind was clearly not at it since this morning. He tried to work on his new song, on the lyrics, on the beat, on everything he could but nothing seemed to help. 

Chan leaned into his desk chair, sighing and closing his eyes in an attempt to stop his thoughts from running. Without needing to concentrate this time, you immediately appeared to him. At first, it was just your beautiful smile when you were talking about the things you loved, or the way you had to sit on chairs, crossing your legs and making you look so tiny Chan wanted to protect you from the world. But then, it was like someone corrupted him. He could easily picture your blissed out face when you came around his fingers or cock, even more easily picturing your hands stroking his dick. 

Chan sighed again, but that didn’t help him with his little problem. What would’ve helped him was if you were there with him. He saw his phone from the corner of his eyes, peacefully resting on his desk, and he hesitated for several minutes. What should he do ? Call you and lose ? Or just resist ? 

Your relationship was pretty unusual, to say the least. Since the first time you saw each other, you clicked immediately. You were caring and calm, but once you started talking about something you loved, you were the most passionate person he knew. He loved it because you were always able to relax him just with your presence and voice, but he also loved the fact that you could be as energetic as him at other times. 

But besides that, you were also someone who knew what she wanted. And you made it clear to him really quickly that he was what you wanted. And who was Chan to refuse such a proposal ? Obviously, he didn’t. But the more time passed, the more his feelings grew. And worst of all, he couldn’t stop it. Because you also made it clear that you didn’t want something serious, just being friends with benefits was fine, right ? 

It was until Chan messed it all up with his feelings. But before his brain could even register it, he had grabbed his phone and called you already. Must do that quickly so he would not have the time to regret what he had done. 

“- Long time no see Channie !”

The said Channie closed his eyes, feeling his heart skipping a beat hearing your voice. He stayed away from you since the start of this stupid bet, he didn’t realize until now how much he missed you, all of you. 

“- Yeah… Sorry, I know I’ve been distant but…

- Don’t worry ! Binnie told me about it, I have no problem with that. And it’s kinda flattering.

- Flattering ?

- Yeah… It’s like you admitting you can’t control yourself when you see me, isn’t that right ?”

He gulped at your words. You were sadly not that far from truth, except the fact that it wasn’t only your body, but your all self that was tempting him, from the way you were clenching around him when you were about to come to your beautiful smile. Everything about you was a temptation to him, but he couldn’t admit it to you, nor was he able to stop all of that before hurting both of you.

“- You saw right through me again…

- I know you very well, I must admit. 

- So you surely know why I call you ?

- Of course. I’m on my way.”

He could hear your smirk as you talked, and before he even had the chance to answer, you hung up. But you weren’t the type to lie, Chan knew you were gonna knock on his door in a matter of minutes, and he didn’t want to figure out why he felt a heavy weight on his heart.

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“- Missed this…”

Your lips trailed along his neck, licking and sucking on it, and Chan tilted his head to the side to grant you more access to his skin. His hands were gripping your thighs firmly, preventing you from moving away from him. Once you put one foot in his room, you didn’t let him think twice before pushing him back into his chair, straddling him and kissing him like you hadn’t tasted him in years. 

“- Missed you Chan…”

His heart melted hearing your sweet voice saying you missed him. And God knows how much he missed you. So much. But he had to be realistic : you didn’t really miss him, you just missed his lips on yours, his hands on you, his dick in you. The facts were there, though. But Chan just decided to push it back and simply enjoy your lips on his and feeling your skin under his fingertips. 

“- I missed you too…”

Your little smile made you look so hot, so hot he wanted to pin you down on his bed and ruin you. But he was weak, you made him weak. So weak you just needed to move slightly against him to get him to moan. And your smile widened at the sound, loving to actually hear the effect you had on him. You closed your eyes, starting to grind on him at the same time. Chan’s hands flew to your hips, pushing you down against his hard cock. You whined quietly, gripping on his shoulders for support. 

“- What do you want me to do baby ? Just tell me.”

Your eyes were only focused on him, nothing else, and Chan felt overwhelmed. He wanted you to kiss him, to lick his body, to let him fuck you. He wanted you to do what you wanted, all of it, just because what he really wanted was to please you. 

“- Whatever you want. I just need you.

- That’s why I’m here. My hands ?”

Chan nobbed and you pecked his lips one more time before backing off a little, allowing you more space to touch him. He saw you licking your lips while pulling off his shorts and boxer just enough to free his hard cock, and it was hot as hell. He should have been ashamed by the fact he was already leaking precum, but your hungry look threw away his last piece of dignity, leaving him entirely at your mercy.

“- You weren’t joking when you said you missed me, hm ?”

Once again, Chan should've felt ashamed, but you both knew you were right. The feeling of his own hands on him wasn’t quite the half of what he was feeling when it was your hands. Your lustful gaze was focused only on his throbbing dick, your teeth biting into the flesh of your plush bottom lip as you watched him chasing your touch. That was making it very difficult for him not to blow right away.

“- Feels good Channie ?

- Yeah… Keep going, please.”

You chuckled lightly at his pleading. He should have known how crazy he was driving you just by existing, not to mention the effect he had on you every time he turned into a stuttering mess under your hands, and it was even worse every time he decided to take control - and you let him do that happily every time. He should have known that he didn’t need to beg for it, that you were eager to please him whenever he liked. 

You pushed your thumb against his flushed cockhead, making him gasp and whine under your touch, before spreading his precum along his now fully hard dick. Your wrist was moving way faster now, your fingers tightening around him. Chan closed his eyes shut, feeling his orgasm approaching too fast. He wanted to enjoy your touch some more, wanted you to look at him the way you did right now all the time - as if he was the only thing in your world. But he needed his sweet relief, he needed to finally let go of the tension and frustration of these past days. 

“- Just a little more… Please…”

You almost moaned, only hearing his low voice begging you was enough for you to surrender and give him what he wanted. You quickened your pace one more time, leaning down to kiss him. And that was all he needed to completely let go, moaning in your mouth as he came hard, his vision becoming blurry and his head starting to spin.

Chan stayed still for a moment, trying to come down off his high. And when he finally opened his eyes again, it was to see you licking your fingers clean. That made something switch in him. You’d notice by the way his eyes darkened, the way his jaw clenched hard, the way his fingers dug into the skin of your hips. 

Without saying a word, he stood up, placing his hands under your thighs to prevent you from falling. You were about to put your hands around his neck but he threw you on his bed, a whine leaving your throat when your back hitted the mattress. That. That was what you loved so much about Chan - he could be putty in your hands and the next second manhandling you like you weighed nothing. 

You admired him as he tossed his clothes away, letting your eyes wander on his tough shoulders, his toned abs, his muscular thighs. You found yourself speechless every time you saw him naked. How could he not see how handsome he was ? You pressed your thighs together trying to suppress your growing desire as he hovered over you on the bed. In no time, he settled between your legs that you spread for him as soon as you felt his knee pushing against them, earning a growl of approval from him. 

“- Take off your clothes.”

You didn’t think twice before doing it. You didn’t think at all in fact. His hungry gaze was burning you, so much you thought you’d explode if he didn’t touch you. Thankfully, he unfastened your belt, sliding your jeans and underwear down your thighs as you threw away your shirt and bra, ending up naked underneath his starved look. He immediately brought his hand to your core, pushing his thumb against your clit, making you whimper. 

“- So wet already… Want me that much baby ?

- Yeah… Please Chan…”

He took your chin between two of his fingers, forcing you to look at him while he sucked off his thumb covered in your slit. And that was enough to make you whine, not only because he was so hot you wanted to bounce on his dick for hours, but also because you knew how much he loved every noise coming out of your mouth.

“- You’re really not going to stop teasing, hum ?”

Your smirk was telling it all, and Chan had enough of you and your filthy mouth. He just wanted to hear you cry and scream only his name, wanted to feel like he was the one made for you. 

“- On all fours baby, and hang on tight.”

You gulped and just obeyed, as if your ability to speak had been removed from you. You settled yourself, and as soon as you stopped moving, he thrusted into you so roughly you would’ve crashed into the headboard if you weren’t gripping on it tightly. The sound you were letting out were animalistic, but you weren’t able to care anymore, not when Chan was pounding into you so hard you think you’ll split in two. But the worst was that you liked it so much, feeling like he could make you come with each thrust of his dick in you, even if he didn’t take the time to stretch you out, it was even more delicious.

“- C-Chan…”

You were interrupted by a loud moan when the man behind you buried himself even deeper inside of you, hitting all the right places at once. You tried to talk again, tell him that you needed more, but your words were coming out as an incoherent mumbling. 

“- So dumb everytime I put my dick in you, aren’t you ? Just need me to fill up your tight cunt…”

You nobbed eagerly, unable to do something else than crying out his name. And that was driving him crazy, his chest filling up with pride knowing he was the only one to please you like that, to fuck you like that. One of his hands slid from your hips, all along your spine, spreading shivers on your skin, only to end up in your hair, grabbing a fistfull of them and forcing you to arch your back even more, allowing him to sink even deeper into you. You were probably drooling, but you didn’t gave a fuck, simply moaning when Chan pulled your hair.

“- Look at you baby… Can’t even talk anymore…”

He tugged your hair harder, the nails of his other hand digging in the skin of your hips from how roughly he was guiding you on his cock. 

“- Maybe I should shut you up like this more often, what do you think ?”

You wanted to say something, wanting to let him know he could use you whenever he wanted to and that you would absolutely adore it.

“- Would you like me to fuck you every time you talk back ?”

And like every other time, he knew what you wanted, saying all the things you needed to hear, doing all the things you needed him to do. 

“- Please… P-Please Chan… I-I need to-”

Another thrust shut you down, reducing you to a mumbling mess. You felt tears pool under your eyelids as the pleasure hit you harder and harder with each thrust, tightening the coil in your stomach. 

“- Use your words, slut.”

The nickname paired to the moan he left out when he felt you clench around his shaft made you feel dizzy, made you feel like you were on the edge of your orgasm.

“- N-Need to cum… S-Shit !”

Chan let go of your hair, your head falling back into the pillow, guiding his fingers directly on your clit, circling it harshly and sending you over the edge in less than a minute. Your moans were so loud you almost felt sorry for his neighbors. Almost because you couldn’t bring yourself to care when you were feeling so much pleasure you could’ve faint. 

Your arms were numb, and your legs were shaking so much you would’ve passed out from the intensity of your orgasm if Chan wasn’t holding you. But his sloppy trusts were keeping you awake, aware of every move he was making, of every noise coming out of his mouth. 

“- Fuck ! You’re so tight… Can I cum inside ?”

You couldn't help your smile, loving the fact that he kept asking you the same question, even though you both knew your answer would always be the same. 

“- Yes, please…”

Chan moaned, and you could easily picture him throwing his head back, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he came, face contorted by the pleasure he was feeling as his orgasm washed over him. You felt his hot cum being spilled out of your pussy as Chan slowed the pace of his thrusts until he stopped totally. You needed a long time to find your breath again, feeling the desire to sleep creeping on you quickly. 

You didn’t react when Chan pulled out of you and helped you get on your back to clean you up. You hummed happily, feeling his touch as light as a feather on your thighs and whole body. You only came back to reality when he stroked your cheek, finding him smiling at you brightly. 

“- Can I stay tonight ?”

You didn’t think about it, it just came out naturally, like it was where you should have been for a long time. It was strange to realize how much you wanted to sleep in his arms just now. But what felt even more right was his honest answer when he immediately said yes. You settled yourself comfortably in his arms, enjoying being engulfed by his warmth and scent. 

“- Thank you for coming…”

You chuckled lightly against his chest, remaining playing with the hair at the back of his head.

“- You don’t need to thank me for that Channie, I’ll always be there for you no matter what happens.”

Chan stayed silent for a long time. He felt like it was the right time, but he couldn’t ignore the fact that maybe he will scare you and ruin his chances to be with you one way or another. Maybe you will run away. Maybe you will tell him you just wanted him as a friend, just wanted him for sex. But he knew he could not keep up with this situation much longer. 

“- I really did miss you… And not just only for… That… Think I might be starting to really like you.”

You said it almost in one breath, not wanting to lose your courage at the last second. You were aware that chances of him liking you back were very low, and you were aware it was you who had established the rules between you. But you also knew that you liked him much more than a friend or a fuck buddy. You liked all his little habits, even the ones he said were the most annoyings, you liked being the only one staying so late in his studio and getting to cuddle him even if he was busy as hell. You liked his smile, his tendency to always care for you, his ability of remembering all of these little details you even forgot telling him about. 

“- Might take you on a date then… I want to do things right this time.”

You finally lifted your head up, meeting his nervous but shining eyes. You could feel his heart beating way faster under the palm that was still placed on his chest. 

“- You did everything you could right. It’s me. I set up boundaries just to cross them out a few months later… And I was stupid to do that just because I was afraid of my feelings. I would love to go out with you.”

Chan kissed your forehead, and you sighed in relief. You didn’t realize until now how much you were craving this tenderness from him, and you couldn’t wait to finally be his official girlfriend to benefit from it every day, and so did Chan. You were all he could have ever dreamt of, and now you were in his arms. And he knew, for the first time of his life, that everything would be alright : with you by his side, he could only be alright.

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[hyuny-bunny]

Hi Rose!

Can you do a fic where SKZ are in an interview and one of the questions for each of them is, "If you have a sister, whom would you want her to date?" And Minho vehemently objects to his metaphoric sister dating his friends, then notices Changbin looking all suspicious. Turns out Changbin has been chatting up Minho's cousin. Juicy, juicy.

Thank you! But please, please don't feel obligated if you're not comfy writing this, okay?

of course ! thank you so much for the request and i hope this does it justice :') i did tweak the details abit and kinda ran with it 😅. i hope not too much to disappoint. if you want something a little more spicy feel free to submit again and i can do a follow up pt 2☺️

i'll wait | C.B. ft minho

genre: fluff overload, friends to lovers, slow burn romance

content warning: cuteness overload, kissing, slightly upset minho, minho threatening to break changbin.

Minho had always been like an older brother to you. You weren't too far apart in age, you were glued to the hip at 3 and it's always been that way. Both sets of parents had to have a difficult talk with the two of you, explaining you weren't siblings. It didn't stop him referring to you as his sister and for you your brother.

Even during his time as a trainee, you were always there supporting. Whether it was dropping by the company building for a 15 minute break to have coffee and catch up, you'd always make time for him. When he was recruited by Chan to be a part of a group, you were ecstatic for him but your time together was cut down significantly when he went on to do the survival show.

After getting his big break to debut, he spent a lot of time out with his group doing street performances and advertising their group. You'd often join him with passing out flyers or just helping them record videos as they hadn't been supplied with staff just yet. You got more familiar with the rest of his group but you were always shy around them, not really knowing your place in how to interact with them.

Changbin and Jisung were the first ones you warmed up to. Han was always respectful but treated you like a friend, always making you feel comfortable around them. Changbin was much shyer with his approach. He found you pretty the moment Minho introduced you to all of them. He'd always crack jokes to you when you were around. Teasing your camera work when they were going back of their vlogs. It wasn't until one afternoon, you were supposed to be meeting Minho & Changbin for lunch, Minho had been running behind with his dance practice. This was the most nervous Changbin had felt in a long time, not even his performance review came close to he felt knowing he'd be alone with you until Minho would arrive.

All his worries washed away when he saw you sitting out on the terrace of that cafe. You were wearing a grey sweater with a black skirt. It was fall so the cold hadn't set it but he could see your legs shivering. Without thinking about it, he was already pulling his jacket off. He walked over to you seeing the way you beamed at him melted his heart.

"Here, for your legs." He extended the jacket out to you.

"Oh... it's fine, binnie," His heart skipped a beat at the nickname, "I'm not that cold! I don't want you getting cold either."

He cocked an eyebrow at you before laying the jacket over your lap himself, he didn't know where the confidence to do that came from. Your heart swooned at the gesture, your legs find a new found warmth from the heat that came from the worn jacket and the blood rushing in you. From that day on you had kept a close friendship to him, one Minho himself would've seen.

Much later down the line your friendship grew closer but never anything more. It wasn't until a few months before their new comeback, Changbin was stressing beyond belief. The pressure to have a big impact on the music charts this time around was getting to his head. He was practically calling you every night to talk. One night he couldn't take it anymore, he needed to see you. It was 2 in the morning, he was letting his legs were move and think for him.

He's standing at your door debating on whether or not to ring your bell, not a second is able to pass before you're already there opening the door. The next moment we're all a blur because once he's stepped into your apartment, his shoes kicked off, his lips are on yours. After a moment or so he stops, apologizing for not having asked for your permission but you're already pulling him back down to kiss him some more. After the night he swears off kissing, he wants to be able to date you properly. The other obstacle you face is your beloved cousin. You know the one who brought you two together, the one who doesn't know the details of your relationship with his group member.

From then, you both find time to sneak off for dates. Your dates mainly consist of eating dinner at his studio, or he's bringing you food to your place for a movie night. You're trying you best to make things work, away from prying eyes, deranged fans, and most importantly, from Minho.

The truth about the two of you comes spilling out suddenly and unexpectedly when SKZ is on a variety show. Their staff at this point had a vague idea of you relationship status to Binnie but it was unbeknownst to them that Minho did not know. Minho had invited you to come watch the variety show so you could all grab dinner afterwards. Things took a turn when the host was going around asking about the members siblings.

Lee Know candidly spoke about a cousin that was practically his sister, you could see Binnie glancing your way past the camera.

"Would any of you let your sisters date another member of the group?" The host asked.

Seung is the first to adamantly say 'no'. He's waving and shaking his head no in disgust, they're all laughing at his reaction but Minho soon joins in on him.

"Nope, never. Not happening, maybe when I'm dead." Minho deadpans looking across his members but his eyes land on Changbin who is dead staring at you.

He clocks it then. Minhos eyes are darting back and forth between you two. It takes Chan kicking the back of Changbins chair for him to snap out of his daze letting out a loud 'huh'. Minho's eyes are narrowed on him.

He knows something but he doesn't know for fact.

"Would you let your sister date any of the members?... Or better yet would you date any of the members sisters?" The host is laughing while repeating the question. Minho isn't laughing though.

Changbin flusters out a 'no' but his cheeks are a tint of pink now that he was caught staring you down. The filming wraps up and staff are asking the production to send them over the final product before they release it, just as an extra precaution. Minho says nothing when he brushes past you. He's pissed.

Shit maybe he does know.

You're standing out by your car waiting for Minho. It was supposed to be 4 of you. Jisung, Minho, Changbin, and you. You wave your goodbyes to rest of the members, finally seeing the three of them walking out together. You can tell Jisung is yapping about something based off the way he's moving his hands while talking. Changbin walks beside him head low and Minho walks on the opposite side of Han. He's staring you down all the way till he gets to you.

You're all standing outside the car but no one is moving.

"Do you have something to tell me?" Minho's never had such a cold tone with you, it makes you straighten up.

"I uh... We wanted to... I just..." You can't find the words but Changbin steps up.

"Take it out on me," He's stepped in between you two now. "We didn't know how to tell you, I asked to keep it quiet until the time came."

"And when was that time? Because I just had to find out in front an entire production crew and our staff. Was that your ideal time?" He's pissed but he's also hurt. Hurt that you would hide this from him.

"I'm sorry, Min. I am really. I was just scared that you wouldn't..."

"That I wouldn't what?" He snaps at you.

"You wouldn't approve of it."

beat

His eyes soften looking at you. He looks to Changbin.

"Do you love her?"

"I love her"

It was the first time you heard him say he loved you. It wasn't the way he imagined it going. Minho sighs looking at you again, he can tell it was your first time hearing this too.

"Okay.... If you so much as lay a hand on her or do anything to break her heart, i will break your fingers off one by one, and you'll never lift a weight again, got it?" Minho has a hand on his shoulder and a finger pointing in his face like a parent scolding a child.

Jisung has been stuck in same pose for the last 20 minutes with his jaw slack to the floor while clutching his hand over his heart. You're right there with him ever since you heard Changbin say 'I love her'.

Minho moves to open the car to put his bag in the back, unfortunately you're still frozen in place and haven't unlocked.

"You know the least you could do is feed me now?" He looks at you gesturing the car keys in hand. He grabs the keys from you to unlock the car now. He hugs you for a moment before patting changbin on the shoulder.

You look at Changbin who is matching the flush on your face. He kisses your forehead trying to bring you out of your state of shock.

" You know 'I love you, too' would've been nice to hear ," He laughs taking the keys and walking to the passenger side to usher you in "But I'll wait."

[facioleeknow]

Sweet firsts • Seo Changbin

Your boyfriend wants to try something new in the bedroom ;)

Wc: 722 Genre: smut 18+ ONLY

Tw: smut, unprotected sex, anal, plugs, squirting, anal fingering

Part of my valentine's day collab!

With your eyes closed, a sigh escaped your lips. Trying out new things was always nerve-wracking for you but the moment Changbin suggested you introduce ass play in the bedroom, both giving and receiving, a switch flipped inside you. Your boyfriend, being the gentleman he always is, had told you to think it through and not rush an answer. That night when going to bed you felt warm and excited. The more time passed the more you tossed and turned in your sheets and when you finally passed out of exhaustion a delicious dream about being in a very compromising position with Changbin jolted you awake. 

The next morning, you texted Changbin saying that his proposition seemed interesting and you were willing to try it. He replied with a simple “I'll take care of you well, my love <3” which made you rub your thighs and your panties stick to your core uncomfortably.

It all led you to your current position, on your back with your legs bent and in the air while Changbin was squeezing a generous amount of lube on a small plug. Your pussy was slick with arousal and swollen, your generous lover had spent what felt like an eternity lapping at your folds and sucking on your puffy clit. With his face buried between your legs, he inched his heavily lubed fingers near your other hole. Your breath hitched as his thumb pressed down on your ass and then slowly disappeared inside you. It was a strange feeling but not entirely unpleasant, it was intense. His lips wrapped around your clit and sucked hard, a string of whimpers came out of your mouth. 

His thumb came out of you and his index finger took its place. When he slowly started to move his finger, a sharp gasp echoed through the room. It ended in the most intense orgasm you had ever had. 

“What are you thinking about, baby? You're soaking,” Changbin’s voice brought you back to reality. His thick fingers gingerly ran through your folds.

“You,” you answered breathlessly. 

Changbin leaned down and gently kissed your knee.

“Are you ready?” 

“As ready as I'll ever be, Binnie”

His fingers once again spread the lube around and in your ass, eliciting a gasp from you. His other hand was spread on your lower belly, his thumb pressed down on your clit to distract you from eventual pain.

The small plug pushed against your tight ring of muscle and then slipped inside, settling itself inside you. The intense feeling came back and with it the throbbing in your pussy started again.

“Please Binnie fuck me, I can't take it anymore,” you whined at your boyfriend.

“Aw, how could I ever let my baby wait.”

His hand gripped your knee, the other around the base of his cock as he slid in easily.

“God, you're so wet baby” 

You keened. His thick cock filled you like nothing else and the added pressure that the plug offered was making you see stars.

Changbin's thrusts were slow and powerful, calculated even, to hit your g spot everytime he plunged into your heat.

The pleasure was building up faster than usual, and you found yourself cumming around Changbin's cock soon enough. Your pussy squeezed him tight.

“Bunny,” he moaned above you. His thrusts started to get quicker and more desperate, a sign that he was close too. 

A tear fell down your face as Changbin fucked you through your orgasm and beyond, threatening to send you over once again.

“Give me another one, bunny.” 

His left thumb pressed down on your clit, sparks flew through your whole body. His right hand went to your other hole and started delicately moving the plug inside you.

A weird pressure started building in your lower belly and a pleasure never felt before began to expand more and more. With one last thrust Changbin groaned and spilled his seed inside you. The feeling of his warm release sent you over the edge for the third time. The orgasm was the most intense of your life and had you gasping and screaming.

Warm, clear liquid shot out of your pussy and on your boyfriend's pelvis and bed underneath you.

Changbin chuckled excitedly.

“Wow, I should've asked you sooner.”

[leeknow-thoughts]

WINTER WISHES!

warnings : smut, boypussy!changbin, smut, reader has a dick!?!, p in v, mommy!reader, feminization, oral changbin!rec, i think that's all lol

You watched the snow fall outside. "Well this is best isn't it? Better that we're together and not apart during the blizzard," Changbin tries to cheer you up.

You had wanted to go ice skating with him, like you do every year, instead you are stuck together in your apartment for the next indefinite amount of time until this flash blizzard passes.

Changbin flopped down on the couch, "lets watch a movie," Changbin suggested.

Just as soon as you had both decided on a movie, the power went out. You huff and pout. "It's okay baby!" Changbin tries to cheer you up, "it'll probably come back on in a minute or two."

It had been more than a minute or two, it had been more like an hour without power. "I wish something interesting would just happen!" you huff.

"I'm sure it will honey," Changbin smiles.

The lights flicked back on, you breathe a sigh of relief. "Ok I'm gonna go to the bathroom, then I'll start up dinner," Changbin announces.

He gets up from his spot on the couch, disappearing into the bathroom.

"Y/N GET IN HERE NOW!" he screeches.

You immediately get up and run to the bathroom. "MY DICK! MY DICK IS GONE!" Changbin yells.

Standing in front of you is Changbin, his pants are pulled down, but instead of his beautiful cock you are met with the sight of a bush. "WHAT THE FUCK!" He yells again.

"You have a pussy now?" you can't help the grin that comes on your face. "WAIT!" you halt.

You undo the drawstring of your sweatpants. Peeking down you are met with a dick straining against your tight underwear. "I HAVE A PENIS!" you yell.

"WHAT?" Changbin immediately also looks down your pants.

You notice the way his hand cups his new found cunt. "You good Binnie?" you inquire.

"Mhm," he nods, cupping his cunt even tighter, "just the uh sight of you with a cock is..."

"You feel funny down there?" you ask.

"Mhm," he hums.

"You want me to teach you how to feel good hmm?" you ask.

He nods sheepishly, "can you.. fuck me?"

"Of course I can," you grin.

The two of you dashed into the bedroom, wasting no time pulling down your pants and laying Changbin down on the white sheets.

He kept his legs pressed together. You slowly spread them apart with your hand. You finally saw his beautiful cunt. Adorned with dark curls, all tucked in, with his beautiful clit poking through his folds.

Your mouth was watering at the sight. You settled between his legs, mouth breathing over his cunt. "First, you have to play with your clit," you instruct, "I'll do it for you with my tongue baby."

You kiss his clit, he writhes on the bed. You slowly suck his bud in your mouth, "Oh, oh God y/n-" he yells.

"Shhh need you to be quiet Binnie, need you to let mommy eat your pussy," you say before continuing your movements.

You begin making circular movements with your tongue on his clit, deciding to switch between drawing circles and giving it kitten licks.

Oh and Changbin was a mess. His beautiful eyes were glazed over, his lips made an 'O' shape as whines and whimpers came out.

"Close-" you heard him whimper.

You took his clit in your mouth again, sucking it harshly. And then you felt it. His cum leaking out of his pretty pussy. He was trying to move away from your touch, but you kept his cunt on your face by holding his legs down. Muffled cries of 'mommy' and 'ngh i can't take it anymore' left his pretty lips.'

You slurped up all of his juices onto your tongue before finally parting with his tasty pussy.

There was no question of how hard you were now. You sat up, when you looked down at your cock it was standing up and slapping against your lower stomach. Leaking pre from the tip.

You decided to stroke it a few times, it felt so good, no wonder Changbin was always asking you to give him handjobs, this felt fucking fantastic.

You decided to focus on the sight in front of you, Changbin with his legs spread and a soaked pussy waiting and begging to be fucked. You settled your hips between his legs, "this might hurt at first bun, you sure you can handle it?" you ask him.

He nods fervently, "yes I don't care just fuck me," he begs through parted lips.

You line up the tip with his entrance and slowly slide in just the tip. You throw your head back and so does he. You give him a moment to adjust before sliding in a little more. "Mommy?" you hear his fucked-out voice call.

"Yes my love?" you ask.

He pauses and his cheeks heat up, "can you maybe call me good girl or just treat me like a girl?"

Your heart was melting, "of course princess," you coo before finally pushing in the rest of the way.

You stay that way for a moment, "can I move now honey?" you ask tenderly.

He nods, you begin slowly moving in and out, it felt too good. "Mama-ngh faster please-" he begs.

"You want me to move faster, bunny?" you smirk, still staying at that slow pace.

He nods desperately.

"Only because you were a good girl and let mommy eat your pussy," you give in.

You start moving your hips faster into his cunt. You had pegged him multiple times in the past, you knew exactly how to move your hips. And by god you were pussy drunk.

His walls were sucking you in and when you looked down and saw his beautiful cunt swallowing your dick whole, you nearly came on the spot.

"Let me breed this pussy baby," you almost beg.

"Mommy fuck please I need it I need your cum in my pussy," Changbin begs.

That was all you needed to cum inside his lovely cunt. Breathing hardly whilst thrusting through your own orgasm. Through the overstimulation you kept fucking his pussy until he came around your cock.

"I'll have to make wishes more often," you chuckle before pulling out.

[yuna542]

Connected (OT8 x reader)

Part 15<-

Part 16

Pairing: Changbin x reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Angst

Warnings: 18+, Smut, Under 18 DNI!, Suggestive Themes, Swearing, oral (f receiving), pet names

Word Count: 2.6k

Note: Happy Comeback day!! I’m… not well… The Album is so freaking awesome can’t even describe it. Blasting it on full volume since it came out. So I thought I release a new part to honor the day. Soft Binnie is something I always will have a weak spot for. Hope you like it and to add an extra delight to your day. What’s your favourite Song so far on the album? Let me know!

On your first day of your new job as the personal manager of Stray Kids, you didn't expect to be standing in front of the man you made out with last night in a club. But it soon becomes clear that the Stray Kids don't just want you as their manager.

Will this passionate arrangement end your career?

Your eyes were fixated on the email on your display. You had to send a fully comprehensive description of the styling concept by the weekend so that the outfits for the kids could be planned by the stylists.

This involved seven different songs for the comeback that would be the focus and for which there would be music videos.

First of all, the outfits for the shoots were prepared and then you had to decide on stage outfits with the guys.

To sum it up: It was a ton of work and the stress made your heart skip a beat every time a new message popped up on your phone.

Then again, there were definitely worse environments to work in. For right now, you were lying on the couch in Chan's studio. He himself was sitting at his computer, working on a beat for Changbin and Hyunjin's part in one of the new songs. He kept playing bits of it, incorporating new elements, and discussing details with Hyunjin, who was sitting next to him writing lyrics for his own verse.

Changbin was also completely engrossed in his cell phone screen, writing rap lines for the song.

Only he was lying between your legs, his muscular shoulders right beneath your thighs and his head leaning on your stomach. He had come in and had simply laid on you, with the reason it would be more comfortable and he could concentrate better.

You had been working in the studio like this for hours. Changbin hummed the melody over and over again to bring it into harmony with his lyric ideas and the vibration passed directly to your body.

It was pleasant to cuddle with the muscleman like this, though it became increasingly difficult to concentrate on your work.

The words blurred before your eyes again and again when Changbin moved and your skirt slid up further each time and he ran his hands over your bare skin in thought.

His big arms were tight around your thighs and suddenly, as you were about to start writing a new page, his hand stroked up the side of your leg and reached the hem of your skirt. Immediately something in your lower abdomen tightened and you just tried to ignore his hands and remain professional.

He didn't even notice what he was doing. So it would be embarrassing if anyone found out you were turned on just by being around him.

Slowly, his warm hand stroked back down until it reached your knee, giving you a brief second to exhale. He quietly rapped the lines to himself, typing in improvements, and already his hand was moving back up your leg. His hair tickled your inner thighs and your phone almost fell out of your hand when he let his hand slide under your skirt.

While he was still completely unaware of what he was doing to you, you could only stare at his large veiny hand, which looked so much bigger compared to yours and which had now wandered so far up your hips that it pushed up your skirt and exposed your pink panties.

Briefly his fingers pinched your hipbones before making their way back down. By now you couldn’t even try to waste a single thought on the stupid styling concept. Changbin's body weight rested comfortably on yours and his hand continued to relentlessly touch your aroused skin. You briefly glanced at Chan and Hyunjin, but both had headphones on by now and were engrossed in working on their screens. Only the song could be heard softly echoing through their headphones across the room.

Changbin corrected a line on his phone and again ran his hand up your leg. At the mere sight of his broad shoulders, strong arms, and hands, you grew hotter and your body tensed. When his fingers dug into your skin again under your skirt, near your ass, a soft hiss escaped you. Then Changbin paused and glanced over his shoulder.

"Are you okay, sweetie?", he asked, as if his fingers weren't just under your skirt, teasing you constantly.

With red cheeks, you just nodded and stared at your phone. In the corner of your eye, you saw a smug grin before he went back to his lyrics. It seemed like he could read all your dirty fantasies right in your eyes, so you prevent eye contact.

But only a few seconds later, his hand was on the back of your knee, he turned his head a little and brushed your inner thigh with his lips casually.

Your head fell back onto the couch. God you were so wrong! He knew exactly what he was doing and he enjoyed every bit of it.

Again, a hiss escaped you and that was the confirmation he needed. Naughty thoughts pelted him and the mere sight of your naked skin made him forget his rap lines immediately. Seemingly incidentally and surely without intentions, he kissed the same spot on your inner thigh.

Your hands gripped the phone tighter and you automatically squeezed your thighs together due to the enormous heat rising between your legs. His lips were just centimeters away from your center, where you wanted them so badly.

It was pure torture and he knew it.

Because he noticed how your body tensed under him, how you convulsively tried not to press your legs further together and how your breathing stuttered.

That's when he placed more kisses along your inner thigh, until you couldn’t stand the tension anymore.

"Binnie!", it broke out of you breathlessly as he clasped your thigh tightly with his hand and he began to suck on your sensitive skin. With a questioning look, he glanced over his shoulder.

"Please don't. I can't concentrate...", you sighed, closing your eyes to avoid looking into those seductive chestnut brown eyes.

"What? I wasn't doing anything", he said sanctimoniously, turning around so that he could now look you directly in the face, chin resting on your stomach and smiling such a hypnotic smile that you had to hold a hand in front of your face, so he wouldn’t see how turned on you were.

"Bin, I really need to work“, you whimpered, and a chuckle of laughter rolled through his body. The vibration transferred directly to your lower belly and made everything even worse for your throbbing core.

The mere sight of his pretty face with the fluffy hair framing it right between your legs was too much to handle.

"Then do that and don't get distracted."

A cruel glint entered his eyes and just as you had typed the first word, you felt both his hands closing tightly around the outside of your thighs. Your skirt had slipped so far over your hips by now that Changbin had a clear view of your panties.

"You wear such cute panties every day and I'm only seeing this now?", he suddenly began, and you looked alarmed at Chan and Hyunjin, but they didn't notice.

Now the phone slipped out of your hands when you felt his mouth right next to your desperate core, kissing the skin on your inner thigh. Slowly he worked his way up further and his tongue drove you completely crazy. At the edge of your panties, he suddenly stroked his thumb right over your covered middle, which had completely soaked the fabric of your panties hours ago.

"Fuck. You've been so wet all this time?", he asked then and you squirmed as he pressed his thumb directly on your clit.

"You're so needy just because I touched your leg?"

You couldn't answer. His fingers at your entrance were making the heat unbearable.

"Binnie, please!", you begged, even though you didn't know what for.

His dimples were stunning and you forced yourself not to press your pelvis against his hand.

"It's hot when you beg. Want me to help you, babygirl?", he teased, taking the phone from your hand and placing it on the floor with his. A desperate gasp wriggled from your throat as his hands pulled you closer to him by the hips as if you weighed no more than a feather.

"Binnie I really need to work."

It was a last desperate attempt to resist, but in truth you wanted nothing more than Changbin's face buried deep in your cunt.

"I think Chan will allow you to take a break... Right, Hyung?"

He said the last part louder and directed at the person behind you. To your surprise, the other two were already looking over at you with audacious grins on their faces. Hyunjin had leaned back, obviously enjoying your helpless expression, while Chan laughed in response to Changbin's question.

"Don't stop, Bin! I love those pretty noises our needy girl makes."

"Would definitely sound good on a track“, Hyunjin added, and you immediately blushed. When you looked back at Changbin, he was glaring at you with a satisfied grin.

"See? Those two also think you deserve it. I need to make sure you're not feeling stressed anymore."

He had crawled up to you by now and was spreading kisses and lovebites on your neck. His broad shoulders hovered above you and you couldn’t resist his engaging charm anymore. With nimble fingers, he unzipped your skirt and pushed it up even further and opened the buttons of your blouse so that your bra sprung out.

Hyunjin and Chan kept looking over at you, but continued to work on the side as Changbin took care of you. He inhaled deeply the scent of your skin, the way the tip of his nose brushes against your chest sending shivers down your spine.

When Changbin was satisfied with the hickey he had added above your right breast, he moved his head back between your legs. His biceps tensed seductively as he positioned you. That's when he started rolling your panties off your hips, and when he had it in his hand, he called out to Hyunjin:

"Catch!"

So he did. With a amused grin, he shoved your underpants into his pocket and you were sure you wouldn't get them back anytime soon. But your mind went blank anyway when you suddenly felt Changbins cold tongue against your cunt. He buried his face between your legs without a second to spare.

You thrusted your hips against him, as he went in way more faster than you thought. His tongue penetrated you and you couldn't hold back the sounds.

The Rapper was good at a lot of things, but you didn't think anyone could possibly be so good at giving head. His strong arms held you straight down on the couch, and your hands gripped his curls roughly. And he moved his tongue as if he knew exactly how you liked it.

You were grinding down lazily onto his face and letting out noises that were fucking sinful but so lovely for him to hear. The hand he gripped your thigh with tightened to keep you to him, his goal of your orgasm in mind.

His hand has snaked to grope the soft skin of your ass.

"Binnie, please... If someone comes in“, you tried to say, but your shaky voice threatened to break as the knot in your stomach tightened. That's when he pulled back, with a cheeky smile he licked your salvia from his lips and leaned his head against your thigh.

"Do you want me to stop?"

The sudden emptiness and tearing away of your high, made you regret your words directly. Quickly, you shook your head.

"No. Bin, please! Go on! Please, Binnie!"

"Thought so," he teased.

You buckled your hips when he unexpectedly thrusted his middle and ring finger inside you, walls welcoming and clenching around them so tightly Changbin almosts came right into his pants.

"All day I've been thinking about your sweet cunt“, he said and you heard Hyunjin giggle contentedly.

"She tastes like heaven, doesn't she?"

In response, he brought his fingers to his mouth to suck you from them. This was so sexy that you could only stare at him. His hair was messed up and his lips puffy and glistening from your juices.

Changbin nodded:

„She's addictive."

And started pumping his fingers inside you again.

"You're all we fucking need. We don't want anything else but you, you know that babygirl?", he clarified and that made your heart pound. It was only the feeling of his tongue back on your clit that snapped you out of your trance. Your head thumped back against the couch behind you, fingers tightening in his endearingly soft hair and you felt him push your leg on his shoulder to spread you without needing his hands.

You arched your back dazed by his motions, a soft moan rose from you as he found that spot again. The one that turned you into a lustful mess and shot you into another atmosphere. His tongue was relentless as he matched the new faster pace by entering two fingers as he suckled on your clit, and he was humming out in satisfaction, the vibration against you cunt.

You didn't even remembered that Chan and Hyunjin were also in the room, too lost in the feeling to realize you were chanting Changbin's name like a prayer, mixed in with a few swear words and some pornographic noises.

"Such a filthy fucking mouth," Hyunjin said. "How does someone so pretty sound so dirty?", Chan asked with a dirty smile, enjoying the show. Both of them were still working on the screens, but couldn't ignore the sensual sounds and Chan started to palm himself through his shorts, as your moans made him instantly get hard.

That was the moment your orgasm rolled over you. Changbin continued to work you over and had you right where he wanted you. With Hyunjin's beautiful eyes intently on you and Chan barely managing to keep his length in his pants, you gripped Changbin's hair even tighter and your whole body tensed as he worked you through your high. The intense eye contact with the other members seemed straight out of an erotic film.

You couldn't help but pull him back up to you and kiss him deeply. A messy, dirty kiss where the desperation flowed through you both like an electric wave. Both of you buzzing. Your hands flew to his belt and you tugged him closer with it. He leaned over you, his hands were tangled into your hair as he continued licking into your mouth, and he groaned deeply.

„If you won't stop soon, I'm gonna join."

It almost sounded like a threat from Chan.

"Then there's no one working here today, that's for sure", Hyunjin agreed, and that brought back some of your mushy mind. There was still so much to do and you were lying here letting Changbin eat you out.

In fact, he also finally broke away from you and let you breathe a sigh of relief. Your legs were still weak and he climbed off of you with one last kiss on your nose that was almost cute.

Slowly you straightened up and started buttoning your shirt again.

"So, still stressed?", asked Hyunjin amusedly, and you could only shake your head wordlessly. Changbin helped you stand up and conscientiously zipped your skirt. Then he brushed a strand of hair from your face and smiled warmly. You felt protected and cared for, even though that was actually your job.

You remembered that Hyunjin had your panties.

"Jinnie, can I have my panties back?"

He pretended to think and pulled you on your thigh closer so you were standing between his legs.

"I'll keep it for today... If you're good, you might get it back."

As he looked up to you with a cheeky smile and those shimmering eyes, that reminded you of obsidian, you almost forgot, that you were actually at work.

->Part 17

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[littleracha]

hii! It’s a little late at night for me but I have an idea! can you do a How would CG OT8 Skz would put their little to sleep? Or wake them up in the morning? (it’s all up to you!)

-☁️

I put these two asks together as I felt like they fit!

CG! SKZ Putting Their Little to Sleep

Chan

Chan wishes he could have spent more time tucking you in tonight. With the new album just on the horizon, he needed to make sure everything was finalized. With a quick kiss to your head and a gentle goodnight,

Chan clicked on your nightlight and left the door ajar.

He wasn't surprised when he heard the pitter-patter of bare feet on the wooden floor of his office. You were used to a much more detailed tuck-in. Chan couldn't help the twist of pain in his heart as he heard your sleepy little voice.

"Daddy?"

"Yes, my little cub? It is past your bedtime, sweetheart. Why are you out of bed?" Chan made sure his expression was soft on the blank computer monitor before turning to you.

"Can't sleep. Daddy didn't do it right"

"Daddy didn't tuck you in the right way, baby?"

You simply nodded

"Well that won't do now will it little cubbie"

With that Chan whisked you off to bed. He snuggled up next to you and read your favorite picture book. As you began to fall deeper asleep, his voice became softer. Soon enough you were passed out on his lap. Maybe the album can wait one more night.

Lee Know

Pajamas? Check. Potty run? Check. Scared off evil monsters? Check. Sippy cup? Check. Baby monitor? Check.

Everything seemed to be crossed off Minho's mental bedtime checklist, the last task was to get you to lie down. Most nights it was a rather tough battle but after a long day out on the town, you were ready for sleep.

"Come here little kitty, Noona has the bed all set up" Minho called for you to come out from the bathroom where you were changing.

"Noonie tuck me in" You crawled under the covers Minho was holding up for you.

"Of course little one! Noona always tucks you in" Minho began to make sure you were as snug as a bug.

It wasn't long after he left the room that something felt off. He missed something, he knew it.

"NOONIE!!!!!" He came rushing in at your alarming cries

"What is it, baby? What made you so upset kitty?"

"Too dark Noonie"

THE NIGHTLIGHT! He forgot to turn on your night light. Minho quickly set up your dinosaur color-changing light on your bedside table. He watched you bop it for a bit until you fell back asleep. Add a nightlight to the mental checklist.

Changbin

Bedtime with Binnie was a challenge, but he was always up for good competition. Currently, you were standing at the side of the bed that lead to the window. Binnie was standing at the side next to the door. All you had to do was distract him and make a run for it. Once you were out the bedroom door, the world was yours!

"Give up little bunny, it's bedtime!" Changbin tried to reason with you. He was so silly for thinking that would work.

Slowly you picked up your stuffy pig named Oinks and chucked it at the wall by Binnie's head. Once he looked stunned you made your getaway. But why were you in the air and not out the door?

"Dada's got you, silly little bunny" Changbin held you up like he just won you at the county fair.

"Dada let me go!" You tried to wiggle out of his hold but it was no use.

"Fair is fair baby, bedtime for you."

You tried to argue with him as he tucked you in. Even went as far as whining as he put on some soft background music. The next thing both of you knew, you were out cold. Wresting a Dwaekki is hard work!

Hyunjin

Most nights you were asleep in Hyunjin's arms before he could get you ready for bed. However, some days your caregiver could tell bedtime was going to be a bit more of a challenge.

These nights usually came when you have been having a hard week or haven't had time to be regressed for a while. He knew how much you wanted to stay up and play but at the same time, little ones like you needed sleep. Especially after such a hard week. So what was his solution? To make bedtime fun!

Hyunjin loved setting up themed bedtimes for you, it was another way he could express his artistic side. Your caregiver was known to go all out when setting up these special nights, spending way more money than he probably should. It was always worth it in his eyes.

When he carried you into the bedroom after your little crying fit, he watched all the tears be replaced with joy. Stars were illuminated on the wall from a projector Hyunjin cleverly hide behind some books. Your comforter was switched with a spaceship blanket and planet pillows were all around the room.

"Mama! Space" you pointed out the theme for the night while wiggling from his hold.

"Yes, little one! We are in space! Mama got a very important call from Space Captian Jinniret, he is lost on one of the planets and we need to rescue him" Hyunjin put on his best narrator voice.

You saluted to Mama as he put you in your new space suit pajamas. When he tried to kiss you on your head you pushed him away, you were on a mission! After hours of searching (15 minutes), you found the captain stuck on Neptune in a broken space suit. You retrieved him and brought him back to the spaceship for safety.

Hyunjin tucked you both in stating that the captain must be cold after being lost for so long. You informed Mama you would stay on the ship to keep an eye on him. Hyunjin watched you drift off to sleep, dreaming of your space adventures.

Han

"Little quokka, you can only pick one movie," Han said followed by a chuckle.

It was predictable at this point. Han would bring you to your bedroom and ask you to pick out a movie to watch while getting ready. He would hope that you would be so immersed in the film that he could finish everything in the background and by the time he was done you would be out like a light. While it worked for the most part, Han never accounted for how hard it was to get you to pick a movie.

"But Oppa! If we watch Finding Nemo then we have to watch finding dory!" He had to admit, you were getting better at reasoning. Han pulled out your pajamas and started to help you change.

"And why is that, Ponyo?"

"Because if we have to find Nemo then it's only fair we find Dory too! Can't not find her" He had to laugh at your adorable conclusion.

"That's very true baby, it would be mean of us to not find Dory." Han tucked you under the blanket and grabbed both movies. "Let's find Nemo first and then we will see if we have the energy to find Dory, deal?"

"Deal!" You gave your caregiver a big nod to seal the agreement.

Han laid your head down on his lap after he got cozy next to you in bed. Before Nemo ever went missing, you were fast asleep.

Felix

Felix has created the perfect plan for bedtime. That plan; do not let you know he is getting you ready for bedtime.

Every night Felix knew he would have to battle you to go to sleep and he never won. Then you would wake up the next morning being cranky over the fact you didn't get enough sleep. You just had so much to do and say, that your little brain doesn't even consider sleep.

"Mommy, then Spiderman met the other spider people!" You toddled behind your caregiver as he put away some dishes.

"Yeah, honey? What else little chick?" Felix lifted you on his hip and carried you to the bathroom.

"Well, then the bad guy gets stronger! And I didn't get scared, ow! Mommy you pulled my hair" You winced as the hairbrush got stuck.

"Mommy is sorry pumpkin" he made sure to be more careful on the next pass-through. "You are so brave for not being scared"

"Mhm then um then…then Spiderman uses his powers to defeat him" Your speech started to get slurred and a big yawn threatened to escape your lips.

"He must be pretty powerful" Felix chuckled as your story started to not make sense.

"Then he um he….miles…spiderman…yeah" Your eyes grew heavy as Felix tucked you into your bed.

"Goodnight my little superhero" Felix kissed your sleepy head as you began to snore.

Seungmin

"Minnie in the building!" You jumped off the couch and ran over to your caregiver as he entered the front door. When he left for work this morning, he could see the glint of regression in your eyes. Seungmin hated that he had to leave you but this had happened before.

Throughout the day he was constantly calling and texting you. He would ask you to send pictures of lunch and dinner to make sure his little one was eating something other than candy. He called you on his lunch break to tuck you in for a nap. Voice notes often contained other reminders and simple little questions to keep you regressed. It was hard but it was the best either of you could do.

The last voice note he sent was reminding you bedtime was in half an hour. That one was recorded 2 hours ago. When you didn't respond he assumed you had already fallen asleep. Much to his surprise, you were very awake.

"Little one is not in the bed!" He said with the same energy as his iconic line. Seungmin whisked you up and cradled you in close. The giggle you let out was electrifying. He wanted so badly to sit down and play but it was already nearing 1 am.

"Minnie, couldn't sleep" Your little sleeve-covered fist rubbed your eye and showed just how tired you were. Seungmin could tell it wasn't that you couldn't sleep, rather you weren't letting yourself.

"Little pup, Minnie is here now. Shhhh my sleepy little thing" he pulled you in close and rocked you back and forth. "Let's get you to bed, firefly."

Seungmin laid you down in bed and tucked your two favorite stuffies in with you. As he stroked your hair and whispered sweet little things to you, he could tell something was wrong.

"What's up, sweetie? What is keeping my little one up?"

"Too loud" you pointed to your head.

"Awh honey, is your brain being too loud right now?" All he got was a weak nod in response. "Maybe we need to fill it with something else instead. Maybe a lullaby?" He melted as your features lit up.

Seungmin got himself situated in bed with you and laid your head on his lap. He sang soft melodic tunes to you until he felt your body become a weight. He stayed until the song was finished.

I.N.

Bedtime was one of Jeongin's favorite times with you. He got to snuggle up with his little one and read together. Every night your caregiver made sure to grab a selection of books to choose from. Some were simple picture books while others were shorter chaptered stories.

If you were his tiny baby, Jeongin would read the words out to you while you babbled away.

"Little Kit, look at you! Reading better than Innie can!"

If you were more of a toddler then your caregiver would read you the stories and ask you to point things out.

"'Then the fox snuck into the rabbit's home looking for a bite to eat'. Can you show Innie where the fox went? Through that big window? I think we have a little detective right here!"

And if you were more in a kid headspace, Jeongin would popcorn read the paragraphs with you.

"Okay kiddo, this next paragraph is a big one so why don't we break it in half? You read the first part and Innie will read the rest."

After he finished a book, or two, something three; it was off to bedtime for you. Once the sentences started to become mushy and your attention faded elsewhere, Jeongin knew sleep was fast approaching.

He always read one final story, one he memorized by heart. It was a story about a smart little one who dreamt about all the big adventures they'll have one day.

[guavagyu]

you're mine, bunny - c.sb!

oh lord do i luv some sub!soobin <3

urgh this has literally been in my drafts since 12/22/22 (i promise ive just been powering thru it for the past few days)

this was unrequested! (still send requests pls 🙏)

wc: 2,220

synopsis: after discussing sex, you discover a new side of soobin, right before you go to a party, so you're riled up the entire night. plus, it seems that soobin can't keep his eyes off you, so when you both get home, stuff happens.

contents: smut (mdni), fluff, swearing, fem!reader, VERY posessive!reader, hardcore jealousy from reader, dom!reader, mentions of alcohol consumption, sub!soobin, mentions of yeonjun (sorry jun ily!), nicknames (whore, bunny, bun, binnie), established!relationship au, non-idol!au, handjob, choking, nipple play, mirror sex, breeding kink, mommy kink, marking (m!receiving), corruption kink, slight overstimulation, brief fingering (f!receiving), tall!reader (abt same height as soob), brief cockwarming, cum eating, p in v sex, unprotected sex (this is a no!), aftercare (not rlly discussed, though), praise kink, degradation kink, lmk if there r more pls!!

"so, what has sex been for you in the past?" soobin bluntly asked out of nowhere. you two were literally just chilling on the couch watching tv,

"what do you mean?" you responded,

"like, i dunno, like..what stuff usually happened? what was involved?"

"uh, well, i usually dom i guess," you started,

"o-okay, what else?" he caught himself, his mind buzzing and heart doing flips when he heard you're a dom,

"uh, i don't really know. i can't think of anything off the top of my head, so, why don't we just start with you?" you tried to play it smooth, and it did. to be honest, you've been dying for this conversation for ages, so you wanted to learn as much as you can,

"o-oh, well um, i-i-" he stuttered, face flushing,

"soob, if you don't want to tell me it's okay, don't worry about it," you reassured him, not wanting to pressure him into doing anything he wasn’t comfortable with,

“n-no it’s ok it’s just..” soobin trailed off,

“do you want me to just give you a notepad and a pen and 10 minutes by yourself?” you chuckled, half serious,

“actually..yeah, could you do that?”

“oh? sure,” you smiled as you got up to gather the materials and headed back to soobin to hand it to him, “call me when you’re done,”

“okay, uh, maybe you should try to get ready, we gotta leave for that party in 20,”

oh shit. the party. fuck. why did soobin think this was a good topic to bring up RIGHT before a social event with your friends? you said "okay" before giving him a quick kiss and walking to your shared bedroom, sifting through your closet to look for an appropriate outfit,

"is there a theme i need to follow?" you called out,

"i don't think so. wear whatever you want," soobin responded, so whatever you want it was. after sifting for a minute or so and picking out some pieces, you finalized on a strapless black dress. you fixed your hair and decided to just leave it down for tonight, it wasn't a huge event. soon soobin walked in the room and saw you, blushing and swallowing nervously, shuffling over to the closet as well and came out in a black dress shirt and jeans, before heading to the bathroom as well and hug you from behind as you finished up, resting his head on your shoulder, "almost done?"

"yeah, just one more thing," before you grabbed a bottle of perfume, sniffed it, putting it back and choosing another one, making soobin even more nervous as you'd chosen his favorite. after a couple sprays, you kissed his cheek and said, "okay, let's go," letting him lead you to the car, before opening your door, then sitting in the driver's seat. for the whole ride, he tried to keep his focus off of how you looked, especially with your perfume filling the car. he almost gave up on heading to the party entirely when you put your hand on his thigh, while he consistently felt his pants growing tighter as time passed. he could feel himself breathe out a sigh of relief the moment you arrived, getting out of the car, and heading in. the place was bustling, the smell of booze and sweat filling your nostrils. soobin kept close to you the entire time, clearly uncomfortable with the environment you were both involuntarily dragged into. curse yeonjun. naturally, he just had to go all out for his birthday. whatever, not like you could just ditch him right now. what happened next was worse, though, as he got dragged away by yeonjun. you decided to just let him be and go get a drink. you soon got a glass of scotch on the rocks as he was soon surrounded by a bunch of extra friends..and women. women who weren't you. women who weren't you. women that were touching him, getting pretty handsy for a complete stranger. you were very well aware of how attractive he was, but you felt jealous, and very pissed at yeonjun for allowing this even though he was aware of your relationship. you felt your teeth grind at the sight of multiple women grabbing at him, feeling his chest and abdomen. his eyes were like a deer, wide and innocent, unknowing of what to do. his eyes filtered through the room, before finally meeting yours. he gulped when he saw your expression, dark and almost murderous. soobin tried to push them off, but the women were too drunk and simply wouldn't listen. the moment you snapped was when one of the girls tried to kiss him, but missing and hitting his chin. she was clearly the drunkest one, but it still infuriated you. your glass was slammed down on the table, almost breaking, as you steadily walked over to the place soobin was in. towering over the girls, they noticed your presence almost immediately, and all but the drunkest ran away,

"heyyy, what's your pro'lem? i'm jus' havin' a lil fun," she slurred, giving one of the ugliest smiles you've ever seen,

"yeah, my problem is that you're trying to have 'a lil fun' with my boyfriend, so back off or i'll fuck you up," you leaned down to her level, clearly something clicked in her head, sobering her up just a bit. she soon nodded frantically, gave a quick apology, and ran off with the rest of her group to talk about what had just happened,

"y/n i'm sorry they wouldn't leave-" he stood up, trying to explain, but you shushed him gently,

"hey, binnie it's okay, i saw everything, just stay close for the rest of the night please, i don't think i can take more people like that," you sighed, giving him a quick kiss on the nose. soobin nodded, and staying close was what he did. he also couldn't keep his eyes off you, maybe your display of jealousy did something. you always tried to keep it in check, as it had driven others away in the past, but thankfully, it seemed that soobin was actually inclined to stay because of your possessiveness. you thanked whatever god was out there for this, that you finally found someone who wasn't scared away due to your nature. seriously though, his eyes never wavered, only occasional small glances around at people were what gave him visual separation from you. fortunately, the party ended in an hour or so, with yeonjun coming up to you personally and apologizing for the incident, which you put aside your previous hard feelings and told him not to worry about it and there was a lot of things that had his attention and it just slipped past him. he thanked you and you soon left, just barely keeping under the speed limit the whole ride home, eager to get back as soon as possible so you could have soobin all to yourself. the moment the front door was closed, you threw your shoes off, let soobin take his off, and dragged him to your bedroom. you set him onto the bed, and took off his clothes while kissing his face and neck, "this okay?" you asked temporarily stopping,

"yes, mommy, please don't stop again," he gave you the green light, and you didn't take a second longer to return to your previous antics, finally stopping at his lips, making out with him for minutes on end. you took off your own clothes before straddling his lap,

"hey bunny, want me to go get that list you made earlier?" you asked, peppering kisses into his jaw,

"no, mommy, stay here, i can tell you," the sudden change on his attitude on sharing his preferences showed how desperate he was to have you stay with him, "uh..i like praise..and degradation..but praise more! i really like being marked too. maybe a little choking, i like mirrors too..i think that's it," soobin blushed, "is that okay?"

"yeah binnie, don't worry," you smiled at him, giving him a quick kiss on the forehead, "c'mere then, if you like mirrors," you gently set him on the other side of the bed, where your full body mirror stood. he swallowed, anticipating at what was to come. you kneeled on the bed behind him, wrapping your arms around his chest, pulling him close, "look bun, this good for you?" you whispered in his ear, nibbling on the shell,

"yes mommy, thank you," he leaned back to pull you into a kiss, which you happily reciprocated, his hand on your cheek, trying to get you closer than you already were, then you reached down and pulled on his nipple, making him jerk and lean into you, moaning in the process. then you snaked your arms down towards his dick, which was standing up, with a slight curve, tip red, angry, and leaking with precum, the liquid dribbling down towards his thighs. you decided to help relieve him and you took his dick in your hand, slowly pumping up and down as you put your other hand around his neck, clasping down, making him moan again

"look, bunny. look at yourself and how i make you fall apart," you let the sinful words fall out of your mouth with the sweetest tone, as his face turned to watch you pump his dick in your hand, as well as your hand tight around his throat. he could feel his mind getting fuzzier at the lack of blood and oxygen, but it only made everything else so much more sensitive. his swollen, pink lips parted as he let out strings of whines as he felt his orgasm approach. knowing this, you picked up the pace, squeezing just a bit harder as you softly bit and left hickeys all over his neck, shoulders, and back, "aren't you just a pretty whore, hm? only wanting me to please you like a pillow princess, you don't want to do any work do you? just wanna watch yourself cum? well, you're mine, bunny. your my pillow princess, and your my pretty whore, got it? nobody else can have you but me," you growled in his ear as you rubbed his tip, him finally cumming all over his legs and your hand. you held your hand up to his mouth and he licked it clean, whimpering as you continued to slowly pump his dick, shuddering as the sensitivity was overcome by pleasure. after stopping so you could switch positions, you were now in front of him, "think you got a little more in you, bunny?" you asked, tucking some stray hairs behind his ear,

"yes, mommy. can i be inside you please? i really really wanna feel you," he grabbed your hand and laced your fingers together, which you nodded and you slowly sank down on him, back to his chest, as you wanted to watch yourself in the mirror alongside him. he groaned as he bottomed out, arms wrapping around you and tugging you close. after letting him get used to you, you lifted yourself up before sinking back down, his dick twitching at how tight and warm you were. soon, he took it on his own to maintain the pace, and started off by simply rolling his hips into you, making you moan as he continuously hit your g-spot. however, he still needed more, starting to relentlessly pound into you, digging his head into your neck as he tried to muffle his moans into you, before you catching him and saying,

"hey binnie, don't do that, lemme hear my little whore's moans mk? you're doing so good, making me feel amazing bun," you said, which he nodded to, feeling his dick twitch again at the name. now, he didn't hold back, letting all of his pretty noises into the world, as well as right into your ear. soobin's moans only brought you closer to the edge, which was getting nearer as he never stopped ramming into your g-spot, making you finally cum as you grabbed one of his hands that were wrapped around you, squeezing tightly as your walls clamped down on him, making him whine as he cummed into you. after he rode out his high, along with you, he slowly pulled out, but suddenly replaced his dick with his pretty fingers, trying to keep his cum in you. you got the hint, even though he didn't tell you in the beginning that he liked breeding you. then, he led you to the bathroom to clean you both up,

"hey, y/n? y'know, i really liked how you..um..back there.." soobin suddenly got flustered, making you laugh at his behavior, kissing his nose,

"sorry if it was a little much," which he rapidly shook his head no, saying how he found it super hot and honestly wouldn't care if you had fucked him right there. once you started aimlessly chatting about random topics (as well as tonight's events), you finally cleaned up and settled down in your bed, him on top of your chest, nuzzling into the crook of your neck,

"g'night bunny, i love you," you kissed his damp hair, still not fully dry from the shower you just took, as he gave a quiet "i love you too" before you both drifted off to sleep.

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[panjakes]

Hii can I please have a request with a black reader and Bangchan or Changbin plz

Setting the three bags of food onto the table, changbin starts poking at your thigh

“What Binnie” you say taking the containers out the bags

“Come home with me” he says in a whine

“No” you say flatly passing out the food containers

“Please?”

“No”

“Please”

“No”

“Please”

“No”

“Whyyyy?!?!” Changbin asks pouting at you

“I came home with you a few days ago no” you say

“Ynieeee come home with me!” He says causing Lee know to groan

“Yn please come home with us so he can shut up” he says rolling his eyes

“No. I want to go home to my own bed” you say sitting down opening your own food container

“Well you just go home with her” Hyunjin says making a light bulb go off in his head

“Yeahhhh!! I can come home with you!” Changbin says smiling

“Says who? You didn’t even ask” you says giggling

“Like I have to ask to spend the night at MY girlfriends house” Changbin sarcastically chuckles

“Ya know I cant stand you sometimes” you say

“Well sit down cause I’m not going anywhere” he says blowing you a kiss

“Hurry up and eat so I can get the rest of y’all in the booth” you say closing the container of your food

“No need to rush us! We know you want to get changbin home and cuddle him but be our producer first” lee know says

“Lee know…shut up or I’m taking you off the song” you say flatly

“Yes ma’am! Sorry maam” he says turning around with his food

“Alright Felix!! I like that good job!” You say smiling at the blond. He returns the smile with a nod before stepping out the booth.

“Alright guys! That was a good session. Same time tomorrow” you say turning to the guys

“Okay! Don’t stay up to late cuddling changbin” Bangchan smirks looking at the man asleep in your lap

You roll your eyes putting your fist up to him

“Don’t make me hurt you Chan” you say with a playful glare

“Yeah okay, see you Yn” he says leaving the studio room with the guys behind him.

After they left, you cleaned up the tracks as changbin slept on the couch behind you. Once you were done you woke up changbin

“Come on Bebe. Let’s get you to an actual bed” you say as he sits up

“I’m sooo tired” he says stretching

“I know, you can sleep all you want when we get to my house” you say grabbing your keys and purse

“Good. I like your bed. It’s Comfortable” he says making you laugh

“It is. That’s why I bought it” you say turning off the lights in the studio and walking to your car

Arriving at your house, changbin strips himself of his clothes changing into a pair of sweats that he previously left and jumps in your bed. You giggle at him before going to the kitchen whipping up something quick to eat.

It didn’t take long for changbin to jump up from his sleep smelling your cooking. He was no longer sleepy. He walked into the kitchen wrapping his arms around your waist

“Thought you were sleepy. You were only sleep for 20 minutes” you say

“I was, until I smelled food” he says making you giggle

“You hungry? You didn’t eat when I went and got the guys food” you say

“I wasn’t hungry then but I’m hungry Now” he says peeking over your shoulder

“Okay, go sit down and I’ll bring you your plate” you say shooing him away

“Well aren’t I lucky!! What do you want babe? A new purse? New shoes? Name it! I’ll get it” he says plopping down on the couch

“Why are you buying me something?” You ask with a raise brow. He smacks his lips before glaring at you

“I always buy you stuff don’t act brand new” he says making you giggle

“Okay sorry” you say

“Plus your too good to me. Allow me to spoil you” he says

You walk over to the table placing the plate in front of him.

“You can get me a new car” you say kissing his forehead. His mouth falls as he drops his fork. You chuckle at his face before rubbing his shoulder

“I’m joking I’m joking, do NOT take me serious. I was playing” you point

“Okay, give me something more reasonable” he says

“You don’t have to get me anything” you say

“Whyyyy” he asks with a pout

“Cause you don’t have too changbin. Christmas is coming up. You can get me something then” you say

“Fine” he says after he smacks his lips

You take a seat next to him at the table pulling out your laptop. The two of you sat in a comfortable silence as he eats and you work.

He reaches over holding your hand across the table.. you looking up giving him a small smile that he returns. Just as he finishes he takes a sip of water before just staring at you.

You look up at him confusedly. You close you laptop before looking at him

“Is something wrong?” You ask. He smiles before shaking his head

“No. Nothings wrong. I-I just love you” he says rubbing his thumb across the back of your hand. You smile back, placing your hand over his

“I love you too” you respond back

Changbin could hold his excitement before he smiles real big squealing. He attacks you in a hug and kissing you all over your face. Your giggle wrapping your arms around him

Just then you could hear the code to your front door being put in. It buzzes as you heard it open. Changbin groans knowing it could only be one or 7 people.

“It smells good in here” you heard seungmins small voice say causing you to smile

“I can never have my girlfriend to myself” changbin mumbles making you giggle

Then the rest of the members walk into your dining room.

“Hi guys” you say

“Hi Ynie” hyunjin says taking a seat at the table

“Why are you guys here? Missed me” changbin says

“No, Bangchan refused to cook and we know Yn did so we came here” Han says also taking a seat

“Can we play uno?” Felix asks

“Of course we can play uno” you say smiling

“You guys just had to come ruin my cuddle session…we were having a moment!” changbin says

“Have your moment later. We’re hungry and bored” lee know says dealing the cards

Changbin groans stomping out the room heading to your bed room. You chuckle before picking up your cards

“Ready to get whooped?” Felix ask

“Boy please I’m an uno champ!” You say smirking

[dailykoreanpop]

“Moonbin Came To Us Again” — A Small Miracle At ASTRO Moonbin’s Memorial Site Touches Fans

An angel through and through.

Following the tragic news of ASTRO Moonbin‘s passing, his company Fantagio set up a memorial space outside the office building. Fans can go to the space and leave letters, gifts, and flowers or to mourn the star.

The memorial was later moved to the office’s parking lot to avoid disrupting the sidewalk and provide ample space for fans. As fans continued to miss him, a small miracle at the memorial space brought immense comfort to fans.

Moonbin’s body was sent off on Friday, April 21, after the funeral ended. Coincidentally, fans spotted a tiny white butterfly at the memorial over the weekend.

I saw how you smelt all the flowers and went to read the letters, Moonbin.

— @illegal_nuts

Fans noticed how the butterfly would hover over the letters, even stopping near the Nesquik packages. Moonbin was known to have loved Nesquik.

Uncommon in the bustling city, fans believe that the white butterfly was Moonbin, coming to read the letters and smell the flowers that fans left. The fact that the butterfly was spotted over a few days convinced Aroha that it was truly Moonbin. It also went to both memorial spaces in front of the office, and in the parking lot.

That white butterfly, On Saturday it flew back and forth between the memorials in front of the office and in the parking lot, smelling the flowers and hovering near the letters. Looks like it’s still there. Binnie, you’ve been caught.

— @softdragon96

Fans found comfort in the small butterfly.

He is truly an angel, bringing love and comfort to everyone. Rest in peace.

Credit: Koreaboo 

[stayatiny]

My Love ~Part 1

(Gif made by me)

Rockstar vampire Changbin x Fem!reader

Chapter warnings - Blood drinking, mentions/consumption of alcohol

“Oh, shoot Binnie did I wake you,” I ask turning down the music. He smiled before wiping his face with his towel.

“No you didn’t. I’ve been up for a little while. I just got cleaned up.” I should have noticed since his hair was still wet.

“Oh yeah I kinda forgot that you have a show tonight.” I scratched the back of my head then turned off the radio completely.  Changbin, my roommate and best friend, is a big time rockstar. He just released a new single so now he’s doing shows almost every night. He smirked and put on his t-shirt over his tank top.

“I don’t know how you forgot. Although you’ve been out till three in the morning, I guess it slipped your mind.” Is…is that saltiness?

“I’m sorry that I was out studying, Changbin. But I do have to get a normal person job. I’m not talented like you are.” He grumbled something inaudible.

“You know that you don’t have to get a job right away. I told you that when you moved in. I mostly have you here because I need someone to watch the house when I’m gone also with your parents living across the world, I know that you would be safe here. Besides that, I make enough for the both of us and I like having you here. You’re my best friend.” I chewed on the inside of my lip while he spoke. He’s told me this a dozen times, but I still don’t like it.

“I don’t want to freeload off you just because you have money and a place to stay. But maybe you’re right maybe I should take a small break from studying. I already passed my tests, so I guess I take a little bit of a break.” He smiles then hugs me. I nuzzle into his chest.

“So, I take it you’re going to go to the show with me?” I nodded before running off to my room to get ready. I didn’t choose anything off the wall. I wore a worn-out t-shirt and a black pair of skinny jeans and boots. I hardly ever went out with Changbin so tonight is gonna be fun.

He parked his car but before getting out he grabbed my hand.

“Before we go in, I do want to let you know that Felix is going to be here tonight. I wanted to tell you that he really likes you but if makes you feel uncomfortable, please tell me.” I knew this but it never seemed to bother me just Changbin. I nodded and got out of the car while he got his guitar. I grabbed his bag with all his other stuff like his in ears and extra guitar strings. I grabbed the back of his shirt as we crossed the street to the venue.

“Thank you for grabbing my bag for me, Y/N.” I smiled and handed it to him. I headed back with him to the back as he gave me his backstage pass.

“Here you’ll need this of course. I don’t really need it since it’s my show.” I put on the lanyard before pulling my jacket tighter around me. I soon feel another jacket around me. I look up to Binnie putting his jacket on my shoulders.

“Here, I don’t need you getting sick.” I smiled as he unzipped the guitar case. I watched him carefully like he was going to vanish. I pulled out my phone to take a picture of him.

“Changbin, are you here?” I hear Felix from the hallway.

“Yeah, I’m in here.” Felix came in looking at Changbin instantly. I look over to Changbin too. I was mesmerized by him.

“I was wondering when you were going to show up.” That’s when Felix noticed me.  He plopped down on the couch with me. He lazily put his arm behind the couch. I scoot away from him a little bit to get some space. I liked Felix but he was a little too clingy for my liking. Felix was a fellow guitarist like Changbin.

“You know I’m always late and I had a ride along with me tonight. So, I had to wait on her to get ready too not that I’m complaining.” Changbin changed out of his t-shirt revealing the bulging arm muscles underneath. It got hot in here suddenly. Damn.

“Come on we got sound check. You coming Y/N?” I nodded hoping up from the couch tailing Changbin to the stage. I stayed at the edge of the curtains. I smiled at him as he got everything ready to go. He test played a few song with the sound guys before handing off his guitar to one of the guys. He wrapped his arm around my back. It was silent before my stomach growled. He laughed before taking out his phone.

“Let’s get you something to eat before the show. I don’t want you to be hungry during the show.” Changbin always cared for me even when he was at a show or in the studio.

“You know, Binnie. We didn’t have to go to a real restaurant to eat. Fast food would have been just fine.” I smiled watching her eat. I know that she was starving I could hear her stomach growling from a mile away.

“I know that but since you’ve been so busy with school, and I’ve been busy too. I thought having a real meal was in order for the both of us.” I took a bite while she stared at me. I could hear her heart beating. I’m a vampire. About five years ago, I was turned while walking home. I’ve known her since we were kids. I don’t know if she’s ever noticed the change. I just hope she never does.

“I guess you have a point I’m gonna miss you when you go on tour.” I can sense her heart beating quicker. She didn’t like it when I left.  I laid down my fork.

“I’ll be back before you know it.” Y/N stayed silent before nodding. Her being busy with school will keep her mind off things.

“Let’s finish eating and head back the show’s gonna start soon.” She smiles once again.

Our show over we all head to a local bar for celebration. Y/N was drinking water, volunteering to be the designated driver. I kept an eye on her as Felix got closer to her. Even with a few shots in my system I had to keep her safe. I made a promise to her parents that I would.

“Come on, Y/N, dance with me.” She laughs as he tries to pull on her hands. Y/N refuses and he still insists on it until she finally gave in. I watched him closely. He grabs her waist pulling her close to him, laughing loudly. Anger and jealousy filling my veins. My inhuman strength crushing the empty beer can in my hand to nothing more than a crumpled mess. I threw the can onto the table grabbing my jacket. I stomped over to the dance floor grabbing Y/N by her arm. I drag her away from Felix. She’s trying to stop me. We made it out to the alley when I pushed her against the rough brick wall. Nothing stopped me from kissing her then. All the years or watching over her. My love took over. I needed her to be mine. She kisses back putting her hands into my hair.

“Binnie, what are you doing?” Her heart was racing so fast. I could smell the confusion and a hint of lust. She didn’t stop me from kissing her cheek then her neck. I know I should have stopped but nothing could have stopped me from what I was about to do.

“Binnie stop,” she whined. I held her tight to my body as I bared my fangs right before burying them in her neck. She gasped, grabbing at my shirt and hair trying to stop me. I feel her relax against me hearing her heart relax. I pulled away to see her face pale and in shock. Shit.

“Binnie?” I whimpered. I held my neck, feeling lightheaded. He pressed his hand on top of mine, not saying anything to me. His eyes blood red and almost glowing.

“You’re a vampire?” I couldn’t process anything at all. He hushed me as he looked at my neck.

“Shh you’re not bleeding anymore. Don’t be afraid of me I didn’t mean to bite you, Y/N.” I didn’t know what to say to him. I wasn’t scared of him I was sad actually…that he had to deal with this all alone.

“I’ll never be afraid of you Changbin.” I lean back on the wall behind me. Changbin grabs me again, he holds me right against him.

“Let’s get you home. I need to bandage your neck.” I nodded, letting him help get to his car. He opened the door, then placed me in the car.

“How long?” He stood up and paused. He bit the inside of his lip before answering.

“It’s been about five years or so since that night. I don’t know who it was that turned me, and I’ll more than likely never know.” He got quiet again. I can tell he didn’t want to talk about it. He shut the car door and got into the driver’s seat. I laid my head back against the head rest tired and weak feeling from the loss of blood.

“Close your eyes for a little while. We’ll be home soon.” I hear the car start up and pull out onto the road. I know that he hadn’t had much to drink like Felix did, which is why he pulled me out onto the dance floor. I lost track of time until we got to our apartment. I hear the car door open then shut.  I open my eyes to see Changbin pulling on the handle of the door. The brisk night air hitting my covered legs still sent a chill down my spine.

“Y/N, we’re home. I’m gonna carry you inside.” I nodded, finally opening my eyes, and unbuckling my seatbelt. Changbin wraps my arms around his neck and shoulders as he carried me like a child into the building. I snuggled into his neck breathing in the remains of his cologne. I squeezed my legs harder around his waist so he wouldn’t drop me like he has before.

“I won’t let you fall.” He kisses the side of my head before patting my butt softly. I hear the faint beeping of the keypad on our door. He kissed the side of my head before heading inside. He kicked off his shoes at the door and then set me down so that I could do the same.

“Stay here let me get the first aid kit. Don’t move without me here. I don’t want you falling and getting hurt.” I nodded as I sat on the step, so I didn’t fall over. I slid off my boots and waited patiently for Changbin to return. I heard him walk across the wood floor back to me. He helped me up and took me over to our bathroom. I pulled myself onto the counter while he took out gauze and some cotton balls. Changbin poured some rubbing alcohol on to the cotton balls then moved my hair out of the way. It was unusually quiet between the two of us. We always had something to talk about but for once we didn’t know what to say to each other. He took a deep breath before opening his mouth.

“This is gonna sting some,” he says raising the soaked cotton to my neck. I grabbed his black shirt for something to grip on to. It stung like a bitch. I jerked back a little before straightening back up. He put two bandages over the puncture holes then covered those with a gauze covering. We stayed quiet for a little longer until I spoke up. I didn’t know if we should talk about this or just get some rest. I could tell that he didn’t want to talk about this yet and the fact that he was worried about me didn’t help.

“Were you going to ever tell me?” He hung his head before speaking.

“I wanted to, but I could never find the words or even the best way to tell you. I didn’t know that this would be the way that you would find out. I’m sorry.” He turned to throw the used cotton balls away before I grabbed his hand, making him look back at me. I knew deep down that I loved him and I always have.

“Binnie, I love you.”

[quokkahans]

Double Catfished! [FINALE]

You all chose: HELL NAH.

So what will happen when Changbin declines the shot, and eventually picks up on this suspicious trail left by Jisung?

Or a chapter where revenge is sweeter when you throw a curveball.

WARNING: This fic contains feederism, and intentional weight gain which are all SAFE FOR WORK / SFW and in this chapter, obsessive behavior which can be triggering. If you are uncomfy with this type of story and/or its elements, please look away and scroll before the cut.

AO3 VERSION

PART 2 -- PART 1

Should he drink it? 

That's the question replaying over and over the black-haired's head before he came to a firm decision. He wouldn't do something without being assured that it's safe anyways.

"Actually..", Changbin spoke up and signed the waiter to come back towards the table. "Can you bring this back? I just have a bad feeling about it, even if it's a free drink. I'll just help myself with the soju, sir.", he explained before the shot glass was taken from the news writer's hand and sighed in relief.

He might have dodged a bullet, that wouldn't be a good ending to his date with Jisung, right?

But there was a part of him that thought it was the quokka's idea all along, so he thought to be one step ahead just to test the waters.

Several shots later (not really, it was water but looks like the same thing.) and Jisung comes back out of nowhere, making the older man perk his head up before clinging to his lover drunkenly with some sloppy kisses towards the brunette's cheeks.

"Where were youuu? I was waiting for you about 30 minutesss!!", Changbin acted drunk with a whine coming out of his chest before Jisung just chuckled in response, raking a hand towards his boyfriend's messy hair. "Had a painful stomach from eating a lot, so I was in the bathroom for a while.", the baker said, hoping his alibi was convincing even if it wasn't true.

Changbin just hummed in response, the response seemed unconvincing but he didn't want to be pushy so he reluctantly accepted Jisung's excuse. "Hmm, okay. But don't leave me like thattt. Without me knowing where you aree..", he said, keeping his act as he tried to be stern but his "tipsyness" betrayed that which made the younger snort at how cute it was trying to be threatening.

The other shook his head and pinched the older's cheeks, "Fine, since you're so cute. And it seems that you had a couple shots to yourself, didn't seem to wait for me.", he teased before hearing a huff from the older. 

"You took toooo longg.", Changbin "slurred" in a realistic manner before telling Jisung to take some shots but he turned it down, saying that someone has to help but ended up drinking some, but not enough to render him tipsy.

After a while, the two decided to finish their date there but the older brought up something. "Wanna come over to my placeee? We can cuddle 'till we sleep.", he smiled cheekily before Jisung readily agreed with that before asking Changbin's address, then he called a taxi from an app.

"Binnie, let's go now~ The taxi's here now.", the quokka boy said before helping his drunk lover up who was practically stuck to the chair he was sitting on, and after a few minutes the two finally hopped inside the taxi.

The trip was calm, save for the numerous drunk kisses that was recieved by Jisung which thought that his Binnie was such a clingy drunk but it wasn't unusual anyways. "Yah, baby! It tickles~", Jisung laughed quietly in order not to disturb the taxi driver in front of them as they were getting closer to Changbin's home.

Once they arrived, the baker paid their fare before gripping the older's arm as the two walked slowly to Changbin's house and went upstairs to his room. Speaking of Changbin, he seems to be in the brink of passing out which made it a bit harder for Jisung but it wasn't that the younger hated it, he found it really cute.

And as soon as they arrived at said room, Changbin seems to have fallen asleep much to Jisung's soft coos as the quokka rakes a hand over the older's hair. But he contains himself and tucks his lover in the bed before laying down beside him with a creepy grin painted over the baker's face.

"Isn't it amazing? I've been talking to you for over a year now and when we finally met, you fell for my cute trap. Plus I'm clearly obsessed with you and finally, finally... You're mine. And mine only.", Jisung whispered in his boyfriend's ear, not knowing that he wasn't really asleep and was just a good actor watching his quokka being such a fool.

But that can wait for now. After all, he needed lots of rest from a night out and some shots of soju, right?

【   ♡ (˘▽˘>ԅ( ˘⌣˘)   】

Fast forward to the next day and Changbin woke up to his boyfriend sleeping peacefully beside him. This proved to be the perfect moment in order for Jisung's obsessive behavior come right back at him since it seemed like he didn't think much of the consequences.

So the news writer pinned the quokka deeper against the bed which made the younger stir in his sleep and flinch. "Mng.. W-What is happenin- B-Binnie?! What are you d-doing?", he chuckled sheepishly before a low growl came from Changbin as a response.

"Aww, you're acting so oblivious now, huh? I heard every single word, I'm not that dumb, Sungie.", the black-haired smirked before bringing out his phone and showing the pictures of gifts that he recieved since last year.

And the evidence just kept piling on. "And to mention that J.One was your signoff? Your handwriting was so obvious and wasn't that the name you used in high school?"

Boom. It hit Jisung like a wall of bricks as he spluttered on what to say. "W-What do you mean? I don't know what are you talking about."

"You're the one who kept sending me gifts, so I can blame you for..", Changbin squished his fat belly against Jisung's before pulling the collar of his shirt. "Making me fat."

Jisung almost gagged at the response but he wasn't wrong, it was one of his plans to make his Binnie all plump and fat, and the gifts were enough to say it all.  "T-That's not true!", he tried to protest but it fell on deaf ears.

"I can't believe that you could be so obsessive.. But two could play at that game."

"W-What?"

"I learned a few tricks up on my sleeve. Just don't underestimate the nerd you saw in high school, ok?"

"If you want to be obsessive, fine, I can be obsessive and put you under my spell.", Changbin smirked once more before kissing Jisung deeply for a while and pulling away. 

"Can't wait for you to see how big you can go, Sungie."

== THE END !! ==

A/N: And that is it! Thank you all for staying tuned and reading each chapter as I write them.

Anyways, y'all can follow me on Tumblr: quokkahans, and drop some suggestions or we can have a story RP! <3

Again, thank you for reading! But wait, there's more.. An alternate ending? :00 hehe~

[run2seob]

moonlight; flushed faces

◡ㅤstudent!soobin x gn!readerㅤ◡ㅤfluff, one-shot, 3.8k words ... oopsㅤ◡ㅤmentions of drinking, drunk kisses, oddly pacedㅤ🛈ㅤnotes — i present: the only scenario i didn't write down and remembered masterlist

IT WAS a bad idea. Your weight, miles from balanced, kept you wobbling. From left leaning to right, not a second passed where you stood straight like a regular pedestrian. It could be that everyone else was tilting in each direction the way you were, but you couldn’t tell. Not when you were flushed a tinted pink from the punch of alcohol you took. 

Passing limbs came through your vision in smears. Furthermore, the only part of your surroundings you could make out were the tinted denim worn by Soobin. 

Soobin. The reason drinking could be your worst idea yet.

“Binnie,” you slurred. There it was. A push closer to something that could tip all you’ve worked for off a cliff.

Just two months ago, drinking with Soobin, your best friend, would’ve been desirable. Honestly, you could fall into the temptation of glasses clinking together, the ripples in the alcohol reeling for a second sip. You would, or more likely, you have.

Early November air flush against your fingertips feels so different from the warmth of September.

09/09

Your pencil was turning flat from the amount of times you’ve written that on all your notes. A new semester approaching slowly peered into your windows of your brain. With how much information you drilled into it last semester, you were sure there were some hole-filled windows here and there. Holes big enough to ease the nerves of college into your train of thought.

Morning classes weren’t something you despised, as you were accustomed to waking up earlier. However, you never grew to love them, either. The memories of your puffy eyes making their way to your first class– brain left in the tranquility of your bed– had been all you needed to remind you why mornings weren’t your thing. Ironically, afternoons seemed to not be your thing either. 

“Soobin,” you groaned, your lips forming into a pouty moue as you turned your head towards him.

In all honesty, you weren’t expecting a response. By solely flickering your eyes across his desk area, the bar for expectations would drop immediately. Who drinks so much coffee on the second day of the semester?

Truly, you couldn’t help but get your mind stuck as you wondered how he managed. Caffeine helped you stay awake, sure, but dosing on it had be a habit you have yet to take. Still, you recognized some of the drinks. It wasn’t as if coffee would give you a fatal allergic reaction if in a <1 meter distance. Even now, you were at Crown Cafe while Soobin was off his shifts to study, so that was off the table.

Caramel Macchiato I

Iced Americano II

Espresso I

Banana Milk

You heard about Soobin’s eagerness to win a bet against Kai- the penalty being buying the other banana milk for a week. Seeing how on his desk consisted of multiple caffeinated drinks (and one banana milk), you can only dream about how many bets he won.

“Hm?” Soobin hummed, waiting for your reply.

Realizing you did in fact get an answer, your gaze pulls itself from his rewards to his eyes. 

“Do you have an extra pencil?” The now dimmed lead of your pencil was shoved in his face, exaggerating your point. Catching onto how his eyebrows furrowed, you moved it further from his face, realizing that from his angle, it looked like a death hazard.

“Yeah, hold on.”

Ruffling noises emerged from his end of the rounded table, all being swallowed by the customers. 

In summer, rush hour would usually start minutes before the sun set. The air was humid enough to call it a summer evening, but not cold enough to call it the ease into night, despite that being what it was. The sky emitted colors ranging from it’s native shade of blue to orange. It’s arms, molded by the flowing clouds, would rush crowds in. 

To your demise, this would lead to Soobin complaining later. But you never really cared as long as he was with you.

That wasn’t the weirdest part of it, either. 

The weirdest part was the uncertainty of it all. Of how your feelings would play out, or if there were feelings that resided in Soobin in the first place.

In the end, you only cared if he was with you.

“Mechanical?” Soobin offered, snapping you out of your reverie.

Despite the childish guilt of not being able to offer a present better in return, you resorted to a nod.

Customers walk in and out, and you’d have to crane your neck to get the full view. Even without doing so, you can hear their smiles and toddlers giggling. Crown Cafe had been a place of joy for many. 

It started off as a very rare place to come to, only coming to pick Soobin up after his profuse apologies about needing a ride. You’d always giggled at that habit, the way his dimples would show as his eyebrows furrowed deeply. Words would speed out his mouth, excusing himself for not being able to cover for an inconvenience he couldn’t alter.

It hadn’t mattered, in the end, as you would always be delighted to come to the cafe. The cafe was well taken care of, the welcoming aroma of vanilla one you were pleased to walk into. 

Your positive view of the place only grew more as he talked about it, and soon, it became your place of joy too.

Study dates became regular, and just like this one, they would always get cut short. Usually, it was due to the clock going unwatched. This time though, was slightly different.

“Soobin!” Yeonjun boomed, unsolicitedly stringing along attention.

In seconds, what you assumed to be his rewards from endless bets were slid off Soobin’s desk one by one. Their hands came fast, so quickly that motion blur seemed to be attached to it. Two hands lingered on a Iced Americano, and the sparkle emitting from the ring the finger’s wore hinted who they belonged to. Still, you tilted you head up to affirm your thoughts. 

“Yeonjun? What are you doing here?” Soobin asked, tilting his head as he looked up. It may be those veiled feelings peeking through the lace, but you could’ve swore there was a sparkle in his eye. 

His happiness always shone through whenever with someone he cared for, and his friends happened to be those to bring out the happiness in him. Though, why didn’t the stars in his eyes form a heart for you? You knew the answer, but couldn’t bring yourself to push it forward. If it were true – that the tingling sensation in your chest were feelings of love – you would forever neglect it. 

The constellations that twinkled for others happened to be satellites in the sky when it came to you. False and deceiving. So why fall into the trap?

Yeonjun’s thumbnail slid through the edge of his metal ring, spinning it slightly. It was unsure if he was fidgeting out of nerves or was doing it unconsciously, but you believed it was the latter. You weren’t close with Yeonjun, but he presented himself with enough confidence to look up to him and his bright mannerisms.

“Wooyoung needs help with the party…” he trailed, all of a sudden fluttering his lashes, “Soobin, would you do me a remarkable favor of-”

Cut off by Soobin’s sigh, Yeonjun stops, searching for the words “yes” to flow out of the air. Seeing as I had been quiet, Soobin turned to me, his eyes holding a string of unspoken apologies once again. In lieu of speaking, you nod, affirming it’s okay.

“Fine.” Once the words came out, it seemed as the bated breath Yeonjun held was released and his lips twitched at the corner ever so slightly. 

“You stole them, too?” Soobin giggled, peeking over at the maknae’s unamused faces.

Simply answering with a nod, Yeonjun waited for the boy to finish packing all his belongings before tugging on the hem of his jacket, seemingly impatient. You couldn’t do anything but watch, smile, and nod. It wasn’t your conversation to enter, and more than ever, at this moment you wished you were as outgoing as the thief in front of you. 

His belongings, similar to the drinks, were pulled of the table in a flurry. Phone lingering on the table for fleeting seconds, your hope raised as you could finally speak and remind him to pick up his phone-

Another opportunity was missed, and your slightly parted lips shut once again, now forming a tight-lipped smile. 

“Y/n!” Taehyun called, and you were so glad you weren’t a mannequin any longer.

His smile showed his fangs, poking his bottom lip. It hadn’t looked artificial- in fact, his smile reached his eyes. You two weren’t too close, but have met on occasions where you’d come to Soobin’s dorm, Taehyun forever cozied in the corner. On other visits, it’d be the complete opposite, and the three of you would be studying while searching for a comfortable surface to lean your craning backs against.

“You should come to the party,” he suggested, and you were contemplating on taking it, really. 

Parties weren’t your setting, but they could be. If you bounced on your heels and yelled over the voices, the narrowed chance of fitting in could become widened. 

Something eerie lingers among the rainbow and luminescent lights of a party that tightened around your lungs. The noises of chains on outfits and squeaky heels rubbing against wooden planks became louder than your pumping heart.

Could you handle it?

The screams that resemble ones of terror that happen to be a laugh of joy. Forced joy that would soon form from lousy smiles to pained hangovers.

Was it too much?

“Ah no, it’s okay, really,” you waved your hands in denial, your lips speaking before your brain could process it.

Staying in the comfort of being a mannequin hadn’t seemed so bad, after all. Even if Soobin wasn’t with you– dragged into the unforeseen mysteries that lingered amongst parties.

Maybe he wanted to be reeled into the mystery.

Maybe he wanted a taste of the poison against his lips.

Maybe he wanted you with him.

“CROWN CAFE”

The sign becomes clearer, it seems. Ironically, your thoughts are the opposite: hazy and unintelligible. You can’t process if you are becoming sober, or if your vision is clearer. Honestly, your thoughts can’t process anything, and you are okay with that- it is too pressuring, anyway.

The thought that you’ve risked everything for a sip of alcohol?

The “mystery” you were so set on opposing becomes clear after the third shot.

What if you regret everything you do in the confined space? What if you let three words leave your mouth and ruin everything? 

Poison is set to corrode, and the flesh is as weak as any other chemical when it comes to temptation.

“I love you” could slip off your tongue easily. The poison plants a seed in your heart as soon as you are strung in. It is overly simple to spit out the seeds everywhere you go. Sadly, you walk next to Soobin, and the risks of spitting out the chemical are high.

Even without alcohol, your heart beats the same when around him: irregularly fast. You aren’t afraid, so why must it beat so irregularly? Well, perhaps you are afraid. Terrified, even, of how Soobin may appear if you spit the poison onto him. 

With his hair slicked and the collar of his button up messy, the urges to spread the painful seed in your chest arise. Those sticky feelings pull you along so easily, controlling your thoughts and mind. How could you ground yourself now?

“Hm, Ynnie?” he called in response to what you said earlier. There was no telling what you said before, your sense of time completely diminished. 

“Yes?” you attempt, your words instead coming out as an unintelligible mush. 

“We’re here…” In confusion, your head snaps up. We’re here? You feel so behind, completely unaware that a destination in mind was set. 

In front of you was the sight of Soobin’s apartment- a reminder of his endless complains about finding a place that would cure his problems from commuting from work to afternoon classes. 

Surprisingly, your legs weren’t weak. In fact, you couldn’t feel any burn in your calves from walking the long distance. The only ringing pain rooted from your pumping heart, the chains from consuming such heavy poison not yet released.

“Yah, Binnie. If we go in, won’t the janitors yell at us?” you giggle. Its’ multiple times, honestly. Well, not when you were far from sober, but the situation is same in that aspect. Not wanting to face the wrath of the scolding by the night shift workers, you’re conflicted.

Even more so when you feel a warm feeling touch your hand.

“Follow me!” Soobin yells, tugging on your interlocked feelings that stir up the alcohol in the system. You’re too far gone to play the game of recognizing if it’s alcohol or feelings at this point. Your stomach is bubbling, but it’s not painful. 

It’s not destroying the way you feel or running or a soaring pain. Instead, it makes you giddy, and you can’t help but blush.

Was your face red from alcohol or how fast your blood rushed to your face? 

The game was addicting, and it engulfed all your thoughts as you were pulled by Soobin.

Were you falling in love or falling into the sweet poison?

The ground beneath you mushed, and you almost stumbled. Soobin’s palm was so much bigger than yours, giving you a sense of comfort. You were safe.

Was this feeling a result of love or your mind tricking you?

And suddenly, the game wasn’t as fun anymore.

“This part is steep!” he yelled, and you couldn’t tell if he was referring to your emotional turmoil or the grassy hill you were going up.

It is too risky. Too dangerous. Too much of a gamble to continue. 

There is too many “too”s, making your head hurt. This, you were sure, is the result of giving into the temptations. The sour, deceiving temptations. 

Soon enough, you found yourself laying on the lush grass outside the apartment, lying on your back as you looked up at the stars.

Love.

The four letter word is all you could think about, and you wish Soobin would hold your hand to distract you from it.

Is love distracting you from everything?

It was stupid of you to give into the fear that held you so far from doing what you did today. The mystery that spinned in the atmosphere of it all. Between the mosaic paintings that were hung up on the walls to swiveling under and over the dust behind rusted couches. Everything was off once you stepped into the party, but there was no denying Soobin’s puppy eyes when he asked.

Your fear was something other’s caught onto quickly. Taehyun realized it whenever all his invites were countered with your regular: “I have plans, next time?” Though, everyone knew that wasn’t true. Even when there was a next time, your regular would be served again, and they could only wonder when you would string along.

Soobin, too, was among the waiting crowd.

Once you went out to a small celebration party Chaewon held, he had it. Did you not like his presence? Why would only accept invitations whenever he wasn’t there?

“You always say ‘next time’, but you never come! Come on, can’t you go this once? I don’t want to pressure you into it, but now you have me curious. Is it my fault?” 

“No! I’m just…” you trailed off, his gaze keeping your words from continuing, “I’ll go, just this once.”

How could you tell him that it was his fault? That your fear circulates around your feelings infecting him, spreading among his veins and throwing the years you’ve spent together? The pressure of years and millions of greetings could be stained, and it was too risky. Too dangerous. Too many “too”s.

The moon drew your attention, it was full today, its bright glowing against your features. You couldn’t help but compare it to yourself, only illuminating under the sun’s light. You weren’t in Soobin’s shadow, but stuck with his figure. It was always “Soobin and Yn” or “Yn and Soobin”. It was to the point where if one wasn’t there, people would assume the other was sick. Obviously you two didn’t attend the same classes, your majors different, but you waited for each other outside of class when you had the time.

A friendship of years created a string to pull you together, and it tugs whenever it’s being strained. Hence, why after every argument, your heart would yearn to resolve things. You’ve never went longer than a week angry at each other, after all.

So then why, when he’s in such a close distance to you, is the string around your heart? Why is it knotted when he’s physically proximate enough for you to reach over and feel his hand against yours? 

There’s less than a meter between you two, but not less than a foot. Still, all you had to do is roll against the blades of the grass to bring his hand to yours.

Once again, you’re reminded of the weakness of the flesh. Would you be pierced by the grass’s sharp blades and retaliate?

Soobin is with you, so what are you yearning for now?

The wistful breeze yells at you. “Do something. Act on this love.”

A giggle emits from Soobin, has the poison reached him, or is this the wind taunting you for such foolishness?

“Are you Soobin?” he slurred out, causing you to furrow your eyebrows. What question is that? You were drunk, yes, but sober enough to know your name.

“You don’t look like Soobin…” 

Your pounding heart was too loud for you to ignore this teasing attempt. Teasing him while his bottom lip is jutted is out in a pouty moue, only a slight hole for his words to come out of, seemed so much more enticing than any other time.

Leaning closer, he breathed warmly on your skin from his position above. As if a subject, he put you below his imaginary microscope. Your teeth felt squished, the skin of your cheek against it as he held your face tightly. As his eyes roamed over your features, he seemed to search for something hidden beneath the surface. 

“I am Soobin!” you argued, your words coming out muffled from his fingers pressing into your cheeks.

His eyes held emotion far from what he was showing. His eyebrows furrowing, you couldn’t tell what he is feeling. His eyes, though, were different. 

Another satellite held in his eyes, and if you tilted your head, you would see a twinkle in the sky. Is it the same? Are the sparkles you see in his eyes false satellites? You don’t want to give in to the bright glow, yet the poison makes it so hard.

“But I’m Soobin?” he questioned as if unsure, and your lips twitch upwards to form a smile. Is he that far gone into the touch of alcohol?

“Then do something Soobin would do,” you giggle out, your words still smushed.

As if a lightbulb had switched, you finally got to see true stars. A delve into the pool of truly sparkling lights, if you may. His eyes held water, engulfing your body as you swam in it, entranced by the beauty. It was too beautiful not to give in. Too easy, but you weren’t complaining. Not this time. Not when your arms felt weightless as they swam in his pool of skies held in his eyes.

You felt light as a feather in his eyes. The satellites will forever be overshadowed by the beauty of the love held in his eyes.

The urge to have them closer- to swim endlessly in this pool of tender affection- could never be higher than now. 

The poison must have a system to work. In your veins, it’s clock interior moves like gears against each other, the poison spawning engines to flow. Your bumping blood works in sync with the mechanics, and it rises your adrenaline like no other moment.

The other half of the system has corroded Soobin, your proximity narrow enough for you to feel his beating heartbeat. It’s infected him, surely. The push for the “I love you” to roll of your lips must be the same for him. If that were a struggle, that is. What if it isn’t? What if all of this is only an illusion and the moon had never been lit up by the sun in the first place?

Poison can be so luring when you’re touched by it. The chains and red strings tied around your heart squeeze. Squeeze until your breath comes out in pants.

But you bask in that feeling of anticipation.

He narrows the distance between you two slightly, taking a lunge forward to bring you closer. How can you act normal now? Your heart peeks out of the chains, pumping as fast and it could, it seems.

The game, left unfinished, asks you one final question.

Are you ready to proceed and risk the consequences, or play it safe?

Are you? The question lingers in the close air made up of your breaths, giving you time. Tomorrow, would Soobin regret this? Would he complain and throw away all his efforts to get you to go to the part in the first place?

Would your fear come back into play?

Once again pushing the answer away, you only react once the distance is fully closed, his lips plump against yours. 

You were so glad the moonlight didn’t have direct access to your face, because he would see your flushed red cheeks easily.

So much was let out in one kiss. One kiss that felt equivalent to thousands.

His hands moved from your crimson cheeks to the backs of your ears, giving him an easier way to indulge in you.

You finally give into the poison, tired of fighting against it. It tastes so sweet on his tongue, the lingering mix of the mysterious punch. Lips fighting against yours, you wanted to laugh. You were so afraid, yet Soobin initiated it.

Were your efforts to prevent this futile?

This would be the only question you answer honestly. The answer is forever “yes”. Soobin’s small attempts to bring you closer is something you could replay on loop until your head becomes dizzy.

Until all you see is black and white swirls, but could still make the image of Soobin’s face through them.

As he pulls away, you chase his lips. Upon your response, a giggle escapes his soon-to-be swollen lips. 

“I’m Binnie,” he laughed out, proving himself from earlier. 

The poison urges it’s question as he dives into your lips again.

Is it worth it?

As long as he’s with me.

tags: @junoswrlld ^^

[intravenousgnostic]

New year, new list of books I've read.

January

Under My Thumb: Songs that Hate Women and the Women Who Love Them - ed. Rhian E. Jones and Eli Davies

Faith, Hope and Carnage - Nick Cave and Seán O'Hagan

February

Imperialism: The Highest Stage of Capitalism - Vladimir Ilyich Lenin

The Pallbearers Club - Paul Tremblay

Life Ceremony - Sayaka Murata

March

Entangled Life - Merlin Sheldrake

They Shall Not Pass: The Spanish people at war 1936~9 - Richard Kisch

The Devil Takes You Home - Gabino Iglesias

April

Confessions of a Mask - Mishima Yukio

Leatherfolk: Radical Sex, People, Politics, and Practice - ed. Mark Thompson

Female Masculinities and the Gender Wars - Finn Mackay

May

Games Without Frontiers - Joe Kennedy

Disco Bloodbath - James St James

How to Wean Your Baby - Charlotte Stirling-Reed

June

Get in the Van - Henry Rollins

Butch is a Noun - S. Bear Bergman

July

The Republic of Pirates - Colin Woodward

Transformer: a Story of Glitter, Glam Rock, and Loving Lou Reed - Simon Doonan

Our Band Could Be Your Life: Scenes from the American Indie Underground 1981-1991 - Michael Azerrad

August

Becoming a Visible Man - Jamison Green

It Came from the Closet: Queer Reflections on Horror - ed. Joe Vallese

Things Have Gotten Worse Since Last We Spoke - Eric LaRocca

September

Delusions of Gender: How Our Minds, Society, and Neurosexisn Create Difference - Cordelia Fine

October

Nevada - Imogen Binnie

Brainwyrms - Alison Rumfitt

November

Becoming the Iceman - Wim Hof and Justin Rosales

Conflict Is Not Abuse - Sarah Schulman

Mycelium Running - Paul Stamets

The Natural Mother Of The Child: A memoir of nonbinary parenthood - Krys Malcolm Belc

December

Resisting AI: An Anti-Facist Approach to Artificial Intelligence - Dan McQuillan

Glitter Up the Dark: How pop music broke the binary - Sasha Geffen

[cutiequokka]

Please (Minbin)

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 820

Warnings: *Omorashi*, public sexual behavior kinda, it's kinda fluffy at the end, Felix is here but he's just being a sweetie

Summary: It had been Changbin's idea originally, but boy was he starting to doubt his decision when Minho eagerly made him gulp down yet another drink by the poolside.

A/N: I am a slut for omorashi, so if you don't like it that's totally fine, but I just wanted to write something up for my own enjoyment.

“Minho, fuck, I can’t do this much longer.”

Changbin groaned as the water lapped around his waist, Minho smirking down at him from his perch on the swim floaty. “Aww, we still have to film for a long while baby, guess you’ll just have to hold it like a good boy.”

Changbin glanced over at Felix, who was quickly running back towards the pool with an innocent smile plastered on his face. Changbin had tried to sneak out for a bit when the staff called for a 15 minute break, but Minho had promptly reached down and pressed his hand so hard against the aching bulge of his bladder it caused Binnie to double over at the pressure.

“You’re not going anywhere baby, you stay right here in this water and make your pathetic bladder feel every last drop, got it?” He had said, voice sharp and laced with the threat of punishment. Changbin whimpered, his dick twitching despite the humiliation of it all, because as much as he hated to admit it, he had actually been the one to suggest this new adventure for their relationship. Minho had practically drooled at the idea, and now Changbin was beginning to wonder if he was even more into it than he was.

After having gulped down glass after glass after glass of liquid, time felt like it was slowed down, the boy’s poor muscles growing weaker and weaker with every passing minute. They had to continue recording in soon, and Changbin felt so full and desperate he couldn’t possibly think of anything else but his desire to simply let go. Felix kept asking if he was ok, noting his member’s vacant expression, and Changbin silently thanked the glare of the water for hiding the way his hand was tightly squeezing his crotch as to not leak.

At one point, Minho simply stated that he was feeling hot and that a cool drink would help relax him. Changbin’s eyes grew wide, gaze pleading silently to please, please not make him do that. But Minho ignored him, his heart as cold as the ice cubes floating in the lemonade cup sitting by the poolside.

“Go on Binnie, hydration is important,” he smirked, watching as every muscle in the younger boy’s body screamed as he pushed him gently towards the stairs.

“Minho, Min, I can’t- please, I need- please Min!” Changbin hissed, eyes pricking with tears as a warm leak forced its way past his clenched hand. Felix looked concerned, quickly running into the house looking for an ice pack to cool the seemingly overheating member down, as well as alert the staff members who had headed inside for the break. Minho’s eyes never lost their teasing glint, and he pulled Changbin over to the stairs by his swim shorts, hand clamped over the bulge of his half-hard dick twitching in his pants.

“You’re going to sit on the edge, right there on the concrete, and piss yourself, understand?”

Changbin nodded frantically, desperate beyond belief, steady trickles and spurts weakening his bladder even further. Finally, he pushed away from Minho’s grip, hobbled over to the side, and collapsed onto his knees, the pain barely even registering as the hiss of his pee finally being let go made him moan in ecstasy.

Fuck, it felt so good. The relief, the warmth, the weakness that came over his tired muscles, the dark puddle growing underneath him. He now understood why Minho had chosen this specific position, the concrete showing off the wet liquid perfectly as it then trickled down into the clear pool. God, it felt like heaven to Binnie, his mind practically melting as he realized he was for sure going to have to talk Minho into doing this again.

Not that he suspected Minho would need much convincing.

“Good boy, Binnie, such a good boy for hyung, making a mess out of yourself.” The older rubbed his back soothingly, watching with strange affection as the boy was completely drained of his energy, grinning lazily up at him. After he was finally done and looking practically fucked out, Minho chuckled, pulling his face up to meet his own.

“Come back to me baby, we have to film more now.” Changbin nodded hazily, the smile still plastered on his face.

“Hyung?”

“Yes?”

“Can we maybe do that kind of thing in private next time, please?”

Minho smirked, eyeing the erection pressed against the strain of Changbin’s swim trunks. “Of course baby, it would be my pleasure.”

At that moment, Felix came rushing back out of the house, carrying a fan, a frozen bag of peas, and a towel. Minho laughed, thanking the boy as he threw the towel onto Changbin’s lap to cover his bulge, but at that moment, Changbin couldn’t care less. Despite thanking Felix too and patting his head affectionately, his was mind already swirling with the thoughts of him and Minho’s next wet adventure...

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Too Many Mistakes - Part 2 (S.CB)

Warnings : swearing, mentions of cheating, smoking

Word Count : 2008

Synopsis : a year after she left, she was face to face with him once again. in the past, she forgave him without him trying. but this time, he was going to prove to her that he could be the man she deserved.

Author’s Note : i wasn’t intending to write a part 2, but an anon requested it so I wrote it for them. i hope you enjoy this part 2! if anyone else has any requests, let me know. i’ll try my best!

He spent the next year alone, waking up in an empty bed made for two, her side completely untouched. Sitting at the table to eat, looking at the empty chair across from him wondering if she was eating wherever she was. Coming home to the place that no longer feels like home, not with her gone.

           He messed up time and time again, that he knew. She was always forgiving, loving him in a way he knows he never deserved. He no longer goes to the club, no longer entertains other women, and instead spends his days alone, holding onto a love he knows deserves better. But he wants to be better; for her. Anything for her.

           After traveling for a couple months, she returned to Seoul, moving into a new apartment, and getting her life back on track. She enrolled in university after finding her dream and got a delivery job that works around her school hours. After a year, things were finally falling back into place.

           Until they fell apart. She stood in front of the place she once called home, holding a bag filled with an order she knew all too well. It’s been a year, but he was still the same. He was still the only man she’s ever loved, but today he was just a customer. “Y/N.” Her name always sounded the best coming from him.

           “Delivery.” She handed him the brown paper bag. “Cash or card?” She already knew the answer, pulling out the portable debit machine and handing it over before he could even say a word. She took this time to study him. His hair was a mess, sticking up in random directions, and he had dark circles under his eyes. When the machine was back in her hands, she turned to leave, hoping he would let her go.

           “Can I talk to you?” But he didn’t. It’s been a year since he’s last seen her, and he wanted to take her in just a little longer. He doesn’t deserve anything from her, not even a minute of her time, but he was going to ask. And she gave it to him. As if one year hadn’t passed, as if he was still her boyfriend. She stood in front of him, waiting for another excuse like all the ones from the past. “I’m sorry for not loving you the way I should.” But they didn’t come.

           “What’s your excuse this time?” He didn’t say anything at first, not used to the bite of her words. He didn’t deserve her forgiveness, and sorry is nowhere near enough to fix the hurt he gave her, and he knew that. He knew a year was a long time, people change in shorter periods of time, but he couldn’t help but miss the girl she once was. So loving, so forgiving. But he knows he’s the reason she changed, he’s the reason her walls are built so high up.

           “I don’t have one, not this time. I’ve been kicking myself in the ass ever since you left. But I know I deserved to be left. You’re a diamond, but I treated you like dirt.” He took a step closer to her and her feet stayed planted on the ground. “And I just want you to know how sorry I am.”

           “I don’t forgive you.” He nodded but still took another step closer to her. “I forgave you too many times. You no longer deserve my forgiveness.”

           “Let me earn it.” Her eyes went wide at his words. “I never did anything in the past to earn your forgiveness. So let me earn it this time.” He was still the same Changbin that stole her heart all those years ago, but he was so different from the Changbin she left a year ago. She knows he doesn’t deserve this chance; he doesn’t deserve her. But he’s still the man that owns her heart. No matter how hard she tried to forget him, how hard she tried to move on, it still came down to him. She always came back to him.

           “I make no promises, but you can try.” A soft smile spread across his lips before he pulled her in for a hug. He still smelled like her Changbin, but he hugged her tighter. He held her as if she would disappear if he let go. “I have to get back to work, but my number is still the same.” She pushed him away, got into her car, and drove away.

           She didn’t expect him to reach out, to actually try and earn her forgiveness. But he did. He woke up earlier to deliver her favourite coffee from her favourite café every morning before her class. He spent his weekends with her, giving her the attention she had to beg for in the past. He tried his best to show her he was going to love her right this time; if he got the chance.

           “Are you free this weekend?” Jisung, a classmate and friend, asked as they exited the school. “I have a show on Saturday and I was hoping you’d come.” She could see the hope in his eyes and happily agreed.

           “Y/N!” Her and Jisung looked in the direction of the voice calling her name. Changbin pushed himself off his car and walked towards them. “Did you want to grab something to eat before your shift?” Jisung looked between the ex-couple, wondering who this man was, and why she never brought him up before.

           “Sure. I’ll see you tomorrow, Sungie.” She waved goodbye to her confused friend and followed Changbin to his car, getting in when he opened the door for her.

           She really didn’t want to fall in love again, especially with Changbin. But he makes it so hard when he looks at her like she’s the only girl in the world. And to Changbin, she is. She is the only girl he’s ever loved, the only girl he will ever love. He can’t believe he ever allowed another girl to take him away from the beautiful girl in front of him. No one has ever compared.

           “Where are you going?” Changbin asked as he stood in the living room of her apartment, watching her rush around to finish getting ready. They spend every weekend together, but now here she is getting ready to spend Saturday evening with another man.

           “I told you yesterday, Bin. Jisung has a show tonight and I promised I’d be there.” She grabbed her purse from the kitchen table before walking towards the door to put her shoes on. “You can come if you want.” He didn’t hesitate in following her out the door and to the club Jisung was performing at. A club Changbin recognized all too well. It’s been 14 months since he last stepped foot in this club.

           The place was crowded, more than he remembered, but she seemed to know exactly where to go. He wondered how many times she’s been here. If she always goes to Jisung’s shows. Is he the person that kept her company all these months? “You made it!” Jisung exclaimed when he saw her, throwing his arms around her.

           “Have I ever missed one of your shows, Sungie?” Changbin stood back a couple steps, watching the way the two interact. She doesn’t seem to hold back with Jisung, not the way she holds back with him. Her smile was wide and she seemed truly happy, happier than when she’s with him. “I hope you don’t mind, but I brought Changbin.” At the mention of his name, Changbin took the few steps forward and properly introduced himself.

           “Nice to meet you, Changbin.” He could immediately tell why the two of them got along. Within seconds, Changbin knew Jisung was a better option for her. Jisung would never make the mistakes he made.

           Jisung soon disappeared backstage to prepare. “I think you’ll really like him, Bin.” He smiled as he draped his arm across her shoulders, keeping her close to him. He fully expected her to push him away, but she moved closer to him, smiling softly back at him.

           “If you think I will, then I’m sure I will.” People were surrounding them, but his eyes were only on her. He only has eyes for her.

           “Oh my god! Binnie, is that you?!” Changbin turned when he heard his name over the loud chatter around him, his arm falling from her shoulders as he came face to face with a girl he barely recognized. “It is you!” She wrapped her arms around him, but he didn’t return the hug, instead pushing her off him. “Oh come on Binnie, it’s me!”

           “I’m sorry. I don’t remember you, and I’m here with someone.” He turned to introduce this strange girl to his true love, but she disappeared. Immediately, he started searching for her, frantically running through the crowds of people, desperate to explain that he truly only had eyes for her. He will only have eyes for her.

           After searching the whole club, he made his way outside, spotting the love of his life sharing a cigarette with a man he didn’t recognize. A man with a kind face and broad shoulders. As he got closer, he could see Jisung beside them, shaking his head at whatever she was saying. “Y/N.” Changbin softly called out, causing all three of them to look at him.

           “No.” Jisung said, taking a protective step in front of her, but she pushed herself forward, telling Jisung it was okay.

           “I wanted to believe you, Bin, but you haven’t changed. You’ll never change. I can’t forgive you, no matter how hard you try to earn it. So just walk away.” She turned back to Jisung and the other man, but Changbin wasn’t going to back down, he wasn’t going to lose her again.

           “No. I’m not going to walk away. Not this time, not any time.” When she faced him this time, he could see the tears that threatened to fall, but he refused to be the reason she cried, not this time. “I promise you I have no idea who that girl was. If you had waited just a couple more seconds, you would have seen me push her off and try to introduce her to you. Because I’m all about you. I made mistakes in the past, too many to count, but I will never make those mistakes again. Because I know what it’s like to be without you, and it’s fucking hell, Y/N.” His voice was getting louder and louder the more he spoke, but he had years to make up for. Years of sitting idly by while he watched her hurt. She always fixed everything even when it wasn’t hurt fault. Now it’s his turn. “I stopped going out after you left. I didn’t even try to move on because I knew no one could ever compare to you. It’s always been you, and I wish I realized that before I ruined everything. But I am not walking away. I am never going to stop trying to earn your forgiveness. Because I love you, and I fight for what I love.”

           “What if I can never forgive you?” She met his eyes as the tears began to fall. He cupped her face, wiping away the tears with his thumbs.

           “Then I’ll never stop trying to earn it. Because you’re worth it, Y/N.”

           “You really didn’t know her?”

           “Not a clue.” He whispered, wiping another tear as he blinked back his own. He sees now just how badly he broke her, but he will spend a lifetime putting her back together.

           “Kiss me.” She whispered. And he did. No hesitation. She knew there was still things they had to work on, things to talk about. He made a lot of mistakes in the past, and she forgave him too many times. She forgave him without him having to work for it, but not this time. This time, Changbin earned her forgiveness.