#yang jeongin blurbs

[soobnny]

dating him | yang jeongin

❝ why’d you come into my life so late? ❞

chan | lee know | changbin | hyunjin | han | felix | seungmin | JEONGIN

guys this one’s a secret romantic

even the boys are shocked when he tells them he has a gf now so casually

like WDYM ?!!??

anon said this but picture the boys eating at a restaurant

and the boys r like the food here is crazy good like how’d u find this place

and he goes idk my gf recommended it

and then there’s silence

before all hell breaks loose

bc wdym … wdym u have a gf and u didn’t tell us ????????????

dramatic faces of betrayal from hyunjin and han i can imagine bc their baby didn’t tell him

i think seungmin would know just bc they’re dorm mates and i think jeongin trusts to ask him advice without BOOKING him to the boys

he seems nonchalant on the outside, just a silly boy

but he’s the sweetest

i think he’d treat love so gently ☹️☹️

he’s always wanted to explore romance, always wanted to find it

he couldn’t ever admit it out loud bc he knows he’d get teased

he was the boys’ baby after all

and since he was the boys’ baby, by association, you were now their baby too

u two are the couple they adore

they act like they’re ur parents

chan dad mode activated

anyways he’s kind of emotional and sensitive

so i think the both of u navigate through love for the first time together

it’s a lot of ups and downs

BUT …. it’s led to him realizing just how much he loves you

i totally believe you’d go on either the most goofy dates or very expensive dates

no in between

he’d be the type to treat you and have staycations at 5-star hotels

you’d just cuddle and watch movies and eat room service

YES I SAID CUDDLE

even the boys were shocked when they saw it for the first time

bc ?!!!???? their baby ?!!!?? physical touch ?!!?

jeongin never minds when it’s with u

but it’s also something he’s had to learn

he’s very appreciative of ur patience

anyways back to ur dates

i can imagine u guys just buying a bunch of strawberry cakes and doing a taste testing

like u’d record it and everything

u can’t post it bc he kisses u like 928373 times in that video

there’s a makeout session like once

oh, and dinner dates

and very competitive rock paper and scissors over who pays for the food

except when he loses, he’d cheat and say he’d go to the bathroom but he’s actually paying for it

so keep ur eyes on that boy

i think he’d also be the type to really enjoy clothes shopping with you

you’d just put on a fashion show for each other

he’d end up buying a few things he rly liked on you

he’s got good fashion sense

might sneak in a matching item or two

maybe some shoes so it’s more subtle

jeongin also loves playing tourist in ur own city

the two of u would just walk around

visit some tourist spots

take pictures even

it’s just rly funny and rly cute

it feels a lot like being a kid again with him

u guys even buy useless toys for kids and bring them back to the dorm

😭😭😭😭

this includes like those little charms for kids

u two end up making craft bracelets and necklaces

and even tho they look ridiculous, u wear them in public

this is ur own version of promise rings

anywahs minho ends up taking some of the toys u’d bought for his cats

when the boys come home, u two are usually just cooped up in jeongin’s room

bc he wants his privacy!!!!!!!!

but when he lets it slip, and u two fall asleep on the couch, expect lots of pictures taken

i’m sorry

the boys are also emotional

they’d wake u up so u guys can have dinner together

he’d get so blushy and embarrassed and threaten his hyungs ofc

han jisung: when will it be my turn ???

they just want love from innie too

UGHHGHG kicking each other’s foot under the table while eating

he loves annoying u

but u love annoying him equally

when u aren’t over at the dorms

he’d be the type to text you random links on youtube at 3am

those charlie bit my finger type beat

gorilla destroys crocodile epic video

jeongin also gives me the “sends u things” vibe

u’d suddenly receive flowers without warning

or get those “did you eat?” texts and if u say no, yeah, best believe he’s already delivering food to u

hmmmmm u’d probably be his plus one in fancy events

but u guys end up ditching those to eat at fast food chains

yes … in ur very fancy dress and his rly sexy suit …. out in a fast food restaurant

u guys get weird looks but

jeongin doesn’t mind 🙁

as long as he’s happy with u

AWWWWWWWW

u guys also attend or volunteer for charity events together

i think he’s rly found his match

treat each other well !!!!!

congrats on finding love

note. credits to user @.luvknow for the layout of this post! let me know what you think! please discuss these with me i’m crazy

[beesspacedotorg]

Third Leg?

Summary: after spending time with Minho after exams, you remember something he said in the heat of the moment about your packmate Jeongin. You decide to confront Jeongin about it, because after all, what's the worst that can happen?

Warnings: sex. uh. poly ot8 and reader. more omegaverse. continuation of Dibs but can be read on its own. breeding kink?? manhandling ??? reader is lowkey a brat, uh. Jeongin's dick is huge. I actually don't know what else to add, so let me know if there's another thing I should put in here. reader is an omega but gender and genitals are unspecified as always

notes: I got possesed by a demon when I was writing this. I don't even have a breeding kink. Also if the title is bad, no. this is my first time writing Jeongin, so if it's bad no it isn't. this is his very late birthday present. Happy Birthday, King.

to read: Dibs

In most things, you try to be reasonable. It does not come easy to you, it doesn’t come easy to most people. You wish your pack would be more understanding of this sometimes. You know that’s an unfair thing to say about, to say to, your pack, but you can’t help it. You really don’t want to, you really can’t spend Jeongin’s rut with him. It’s the middle of the semester, you’re still convinced the Luna doesn’t like you, and you’d prefer not to think too hard about your relationship with anyone else. You’re comfortable with Hyunjin and you’re comfortable with Changbin. Everyone else, you think, couldn’t care whether you were around or not.

“That’s unfair to think, dove. Of course they want you around. We want you around.” Hyunjin says, he’s holding your face in his palms in a way that he often does when he talks to you.

“I know, but I really don’t feel comfortable yet, it’s only been a couple months, and it took me so long to get used to being around you.” You huff and you can feel a heat forming behind your nose. “I just really- I don’t want to spend Innie’s rut with him. I can’t.” Hyunjin hums affirmingly and swipes a finger under your eye to cut off a tear, but otherwise makes no comment about your crying.

“You want them to stop pushing,” he says, and you nod at him.

“I want them to stop pushing.”

“Okay. I’ll see what I can do. But, please don’t say we don’t want you around. We do. At the very least, I do. Okay?” You nod at him and smile slightly as he kisses your nose, it turns into a laugh when he gets insistent, peppering kisses all over your face until you’re shoving him off and smiling wide at him.

-

“So.” You have a spoonful of cereal halfway to your mouth when he comes into the kitchen. In all reality, you aren’t supposed to be here. You only stopped by for a quick snack before you went to head into work, but then there was something at the shop so your boss told you to stay home. You’d intended to detour to the campus library instead to catch up on some homework, but between your first and second bowls of cereal you had switched out of your outside clothes to sweats and an old t-shirt, and now you’re standing three feet away from Yang Jeongin.

“So?” You set the bowl down on the counter.

“You don’t want to spend my rut with me.” You draw your shoulders up to your ears defensively. You think something in your scent must turn sour because you see Jeongin wrinkle his nose.

“Wait, I didn’t mean it like that. I’m not mad or anything. I just wanted to know if you’d tell  me why.” You pause, picking up your spoon and stirring the milk around the bowl, listening to the clink clink clink of metal on ceramic. Something about his question confuses you.

“If?”

“Yeah, ‘if.’ I don’t want to pressure you for information if you’re not ready to give it. If you’re uncomfortable with spending my rut with me, that’s fine. If you don’t want to tell me you’re uncomfortable, that’s also fine.”

“I don’t want to tell you why.” He shrugs. You’re surprised at how easy that was.

“That’s fine. I have another question though.”

“Hmm?”

“Could we hangout, or something? Before you steer clear of the house for a week and a half, I want to spend time with you. Unfortunately,” he rolls his eyes, “I’ve come to enjoy your company and if I don’t spend some time with you I might do something drastic.” He’s slowly approaching you now, crowding you against the counter. He’s given you plenty of time to walk away or move, but you haven’t, so he continues.

“Drastic, you say.” He hums, taking your bowl and putting it in the sink, not bothering to rinse it out.

“Drastic like breaking every single door that separates the two of us just to make sure you’re safe.” He wraps his arms around your waist and rests his head on your shoulder, nose against your neck. His hair smells like baby powder, like his shampoo that you and Hyunjin sometimes steal. You can feel him shake with laughter when your scent changes with arousal as he gets in your space.

“You’re easy.” You hit his back slightly.

“You’re mean.”

“Will you hangout with me, though? I was mostly serious.”

“Yeah. Yeah, I’ll hangout with you.”

“Great,” he says, and you let out a small shriek as he drags you in the direction of his room. The door is halfway closed when he yells across the house.

“I call dibs until my rut starts!” You can hear the groans and complaints through his now shut door.

-

So, you spend time with him, both before and after his rut, and nobody comments on how annoying it is that you’re monopolizing his time like you thought they would. There’s a point where Hyunjin interrupts you because he wants Jeongin’s dick in his mouth, and when you move to leave, they both start complaining. (You left anyway, not being ready for that just yet, but the idea made you feel warm regardless.) 

You don’t get to spend much time with him after that though, because then you have Minho and exams flooding your vision and your senses, and while one of those things is enjoyable, the other isn’t and for two seconds you’d like your brain to be off. Just for two. That time comes and it’s as you’re waking up from your post-fuck nap with Minho that it hits you.

“You said Innie was talking about me during rut?”

“What? Sweetheart, we just woke up.” Minho is rubbing his eyes, smacking his mouth, and blinking cutely. You feel the urge to pinch his cheek but worry that would land you in hot water so you just poke it instead.

“Yes, I know, I know, but. You said Jeongin was talking about me during his rut.”

“Yes? Why do you sound so surprised? You’re our Omega after all.” You flush again at his casual claim on you, he keeps catching you off guard with it.

“He never mentioned it to me.” Minho yawns and slings his arm over your waist.

“You were busy, of course he didn’t mention it to you. Besides, you seemed so … hesitant to spend his rut with him in the first place that he probably didn’t want to mention it at all.” You frown, brows furrowing as you think about it. You move to get out of bed when Minho stops you.

“And where do you think you’re going?”

“To talk to Jeongin.”

“It’s too early for one, and for two. I have some things planned for us.” His hand wanders up your shirt.

“But-”

“I thought you had learned enough to stop arguing with me? Does your mommy need to teach you a lesson?” He says this, but he’s not holding you back. If you wanted to, you could leave this bed and camp outside of Jeongin’s door until he woke up. But you don’t. You don’t even know what you want to say to him, and Minho is tracing soft circles on your skin and you’re struck with undeniable want. You ease yourself back into bed.

“That’s my pretty Omega. So good for me, hmm?”

-

You don’t get to talk to Jeongin until several days later. You’re too busy sleeping like the dead for a day and a half, then Chan steals you away for a celebratory dinner date, then when you finally get the chance to talk to him, you walk into his room and find him and Yongbok making out, so you’ve had to curb the conversation for later, until now.

“Innie!” He’s slipping his shoes on.

“Yeah?” He never ties them, you notice, ties them once and then slips them on and off over and over again.

“Where are you going?”

“On a walk.”

“Great.” You walk over to him and shove his jacket off his shoulders, then kick at his feet until he takes his shoes back off, and start dragging him to his room.

“What.” He’s confused despite the fact that he’s the one who let it get this far.

“I want to talk to you.”

“Okay?” He sits down on his bed, patting the spot next to him so you can sit too.

“Minho mentioned that you talked about me during your rut.” It comes out of you in a rush. Jeongin’s face flushes red. He covers his face with his hands, his huge hands with their stupidly long fingers.

“Ah. Yes. I did. Are you upset?”

“Am I up- Am I upset?” You’re incredulous. “One of the hottest men I’ve ever seen and one of my Alphas wanted me during his rut and you think I’m upset?”

“Okay, to be fair. You didn’t seem too thrilled about the idea of my rut to begin with.”

“I was new to the pack!”

“You’d been with us for three months!”

“Like I said, new!” He huffs and knocks you onto your back, laying across you in the way you’ve seen the others do to him.

“Why did you come to talk to me about it?” You flush at his question and you can hear his little chuckle. The members joke that he learned how to be mischievous from Minho and Seungmin, and you’ve never seen it more than right now.

“Oh? I see.”

“Don’t be mean.”

“Minho hyung says you like when people are mean.”

“Minho said what?!”

“I’m kidding, he refused to tell us what you two got up to, but now I know that I’m not too far off.” You grab a pillow from behind your head and smack him with it. He moves himself until your noses are touching and smiles at you. You smile back and poke around his face until your finger lands in a dimple.

“You want me to fuck you, is that it?” His voice is soft, low, because of how close he is to your face and he smirks when your scent fills the room. 

“You do?” You nod at him and he tuts.

“Minho’s taught you better than that.” You huff and pout at him. He laughs and kisses you.

“I’ll let you get away with it because you’re cute.” You beam at him and he smiles back.

He starts with kissing you, because of course he does. It’s soft and sweet and a little hesitant and it’s similar to the way you’ve seen him kiss Yongbok, but different from the way you’ve seen him kiss Seungmin and you’re struck with the realization that he sees you as something soft and precious. That he’ll hold you with the same amount of delicacy he uses to hold Felix and your heart stutters in your chest for a minute.

“Baby? What’s wrong?” He’s pulling away, looking at you with wide eyes as your scent changes. “Did I hurt you?” You shake your head at him, pulling him close for a hug for a minute as you calm yourself down.

You’ve never had a pack before, your culture has moved away from it. You had to move from your family for school and since then you’ve been relatively alone. It’s been a while since you’ve felt loved, and when you’re faced with the sheer amount of it the eight of them have to give it overwhelms you every time. He hasn’t hurt you, it’s the opposite.

“Nothing’s wrong.”

“Ah, I see. Hyungs’ said you might cry a little. That’s okay. Do you want to stop?” You shake your head at him, answering with a verbal “no” after he stares at you pointedly. You lean in to kiss him again and he responds with the same gentleness he did before and you can feel yourself slicking up in your pants. You hear him take a sharp inhale and then you feel his grip tighten where his hands were resting on the side of your face and neck.

“Jesus, I can see why hyung keeps you to himself all the time. You smell so fucking good.” He stops kissing you to start making out with your neck, you can feel him starting to scent you and you tug at him, whining.

“Innie-”

“Yeah, I know, but-” he cuts himself off with a groan and you can feel his hips press into yours and dear God.

“Is that your leg?”

“No.” You whine again. There’s no fucking way his dick is that big. You tell him so.

“Well. Prepare to eat your words because it is.”

You huff at him again, and really, he should spend less time around the more sarcastic pack members because his attitude is making your eye twitch. He sees it and smiles mischievously at you before landing a soft peck right below the same eye.

“I’d like to see how you handle Hannie or Seungmin hyung. They’re worse than I am.”

“They also probably move faster than you do.” He grumbles at you at that and gets to work undressing the two of you. He’s sliding his hoodie off when you’re filled with the urge to bite his biceps. They’ve gotten bigger since you’ve been introduced to him and you think it’s crazy because you hardly ever see him work out. Suddenly, there’s a large palm against your forehead and any forward movement you had started is quickly stopped.

“What are you doing?” You can feel your teeth click together as your mouth closes and you blink a couple times.

“Nothing.” He squints at you.

“You were going to bite me, weren’t you?”

“No.”

“You’re a liar!” You’re being manhandled now, and you refuse to go down without a fight. You grab a pillow and nail him in the face with it.

“I am not! I’ve never- don’t pull my hair- I’ve never lied!”

“You’re doing it right- why are your nails so fucking long- right now!”

“Nuh uh!”

“Did you just fucking- ow! What the hell?” You finally manage to get your teeth on his arm and it’s just as great as you imagined it would be. Your victory is incredibly short lived because between one second and the next Jeongin has you pinned to the bed. Your cheek is pressed against the mattress and he has your arm twisted in a way that’s mildly uncomfortable, but that’s overshadowed by how you can feel him pressed against you to keep you pinned. He’s all lean muscle and you can feel where his shoulders press against yours and where his cock is pressed against your ass and if you tilt your hips just right, you can feel him brush against your slick hole.

“Oh? Does my pretty Omega want something?” You can hear the laughter in his voice. You can also hear how it’s dropped three octaves and you can feel it rumbling from his chest. You can feel how his cock is starting to leak against your skin.

“Jeongin-”

“I think,” he grabs your other arm, pinning your wrists at the small of your back, “that if you want anything you should beg for it.”

“Innie, you’re not being fair-”

“I’m not being fair? You bit me. I have you pinned. If you want anything from me, you’re going to have to work for it.” You turn your head into the mattress and let out a small sob, wiggling a bit in Jeongin’s hold. His hands loosen on your wrists and he lifts his weight off of you enough that you could get out if you wanted to. Minho did this too, gave you signals with his body to let you know that it was okay to not want it, the problem is that you do. You like how Jeongin has you pinned, and you like the humiliation that’s going to come with begging for it.

He notices you haven’t moved and so his grip tightens on your wrists again. You feel the chuckle he lets out as he presses his weight down onto you again and you know your scent must be doing something because he inhales with his nose pressed straight against your neck.

“Get to begging, baby. I have all night.” You whine at that, wiggling and trying to push your hips back against his to fuck yourself onto his cock, but he pulls his hips back, readjusts until you couldn’t reach his cock unless you dislocated something and he laughs at you.

Jeongin does have all night, it turns out, because you spend a considerable amount of time with your forehead pressed into the mattress trying to will the shame that comes with wanting out of your body. At one point, he asks you if you’re alright, dropping the act for a bit and when you respond he resorts to taunting you.

He’s doing it now, taking his ridiculously large dick in his hand and gathering some of the slick that’s leaked between your legs to jerk it. You can hear the wet noises it’s making and you can’t help but think of how much louder it would be if he were actually fucking you. It turns out that your Alpha was thinking the same thing because he starts talking, and each word chips away at the lump in your throat.

“Fuck, you smell so good, baby. Your slick is so warm, I bet it’d be warmer if I got it straight from the source, yeah? What do you think? You’re leaking so much you’ve made a wet spot on the bed, maybe I should fuck that instead, since you wanna be stubborn.” You whine in response.

“No? You don’t want me to do that? I think I should. Or should I just finish on your back?” Your next answering whine is more of a wail.

“Oh, I see. You’re a little cumwhore is that it? Want me to come inside of you? Hmm? Get our Omega pregnant?” You moan this time, drooling onto the sheets. Jeongin grabs your head and turns it to the side so he can see you better, or so that you can see him and how he’s about to waste his cum on you instead of in you. The drool smears onto your cheek and you can feel your eyes start to well up with tears because you know he’s close.

“Please.” It escapes from you in a pathetic whimper and the hand that was stroking his cock pauses.

“What was that? I don’t think I heard you.” You know he did, but you also know that if you don’t repeat yourself and beg good enough he really will make good on his promise to finish on your back and leave you there.

“Innie, Jeonginnie, please. I want- I want-”

“Want what? Hmm? A slice of cake, a new Minecraft update?” You huff at his mocking, but it’s too wet to really hold any weight, and you can feel your lip wobbling, so you’re not surprised when what you say next is more of a sob than anything else.

“Your cock. Jeongin, Alpha, please. You said you wanted me during your rut, don’t you want me now?” It’s a low blow, and even through your desperation you know that, but you’ll do what it takes to get him to finally stick his huge dick in you.

“Oh, baby. I do. Don’t worry.” His fingers are searching for your entrance, stretching you out just enough for it to not burn too bad, but you’re so wet, and both of you are so needy, you know that you’ll just have to deal with the pain of not preparing for his stupid dick later because you want it now.

“Then,” he made the mistake of letting go of your wrists to grab your hip instead, and you ball your hands into fists and hit the bed in frustration, “why aren’t you fucking me?” He huffs a laugh.

“All that and you’re still giving me trouble? You’re lucky you’re cute, Omega. So lucky.” You start to kick your feet at him but you’re stopped by the fact that he’s slowly starting to push into you, making a home for himself inside your body and slowly forcing the breath from your lungs.

It burns, and you expected it to with how unprepared you were, but it feels good and you don’t care so that will have to be a later-you problem.

“Jesus, you feel so good, baby. Better than I imagined.” He starts a rough rhythm right off the bat, and you’re needy enough that it doesn’t bother you, besides, you’re pretty sure he was edging himself earlier, so he’s entitled to this.

“Felix hyung and I talked about it, you know. When I was in rut. You left.” The last part comes out as a soft growl, and he coughs to get himself in check before pressing a soft kiss between your shoulder blades.

“You left and I thought about how warm you’d feel inside. Felix wondered too, said he wanted to know how sweet you were.” You hear him chuckle. “Y’know I got him to come untouched from just talking about you, pretty baby?”

You gasp, letting out a shuddery moan at that, and you hear Jeongin laugh above you. You were already halfway to delirious with how good he was fucking you- hard enough to shake the bed and bang the headboard against the wall- but something about knowing that the pack wants you always makes you just that much wetter, always makes your head that much lighter, so you can’t help but clench down around his cock and get everything around you soaked with more of your slick.

“Jeonginnie, Alpha, I- please- I want to-”

“Yeah, yeah, go ahead, baby. I won’t make you beg for this one.” He presses himself down against your back, knocking your knees out from under you so you’re flat against the bed and have nowhere to go, nothing to do but take it.

“The next one, though. I make no promises.”

The new angle has you going dumber than you were before and you can feel Jeongin’s breath in puffs of hot air against your neck. You whine at him, moaning as you’re trapped underneath his body and when you come it’s with white spots dancing across your vision. You’re just coming down when you feel him start to pull out and you surprise both yourself and him with the growl that comes out of you.

“Yang Jeongin, so help me God if you do not come inside of me-” He shuts you up by doing just that, bullying his knot into you until it pops and rolling the two of you onto your sides so you’re not laying in the multiple spots of wet that have stained his sheets.

“You’re bossy.” It’s said against your hair while his stupidly big hands come up to massage the crick in your neck that’s finally made itself present. “How do you get away with that when you’re with Minho hyung?”

“I listen to him. Mostly.” He pinches you, you pinch back. You sit in silence for a minute.

“Was it good? Or, as good as you imagined?” You try not to sound insecure as you say it, but you know that you’ve probably missed the mark.

“Better. Way better.” He kisses the spot he was just massaging and winds his arm around your middle. “Nap time. You’ll need your energy when I get you back for being a little shit.”

“I wasn’t.” He scoffs at you.

“Yeah, sure. And my name is Chan.”

“Hi, Chan, how are you?”

“Cancel what I said earlier. The second we aren’t locked together anymore I’m kicking you out.” You laugh at him.

[hyunjinsjeans]

He Knows (I.N ver.)

Han ver. | Felix ver. | Seungmin ver.

Masterlist

Synopsis: A little retelling of how you wind up finding out you’re having a baby with I.N.

Type: Fluff 🧸, angst ❤️‍🩹, female reader 💃

Warnings: mentions of unplanned pregnancy, no last draft proofreading

Word count: 2828

AN: Okay, this one is extra long because Innie is the last one to have been married (in my He Knows universe, thank you so much) so there are plenty of things to cover... I had plans for this story but then my period appeared and uhh, well this happened! Enjoy!

Innie is so sweet when he is with you alone. It was easy to forget he really did not enjoy skinship when you first started dating because he would hold hands with you a lot as long as you were not in public. 

He is used to being taken care of all the time, his hyungs love him and they have always looked out for him as if he was their real younger sibling. It did not change the fact that he was a man. Naturally, he started shaving and he grew out of his shelf more with the years, with the boosted confidence and renewed self worth that outgrowing teen angst gives people he began looking at women around him a different way. It wasn’t just lust, there were possibilities. He learned early on that being an idol and having a family were difficult things to coincide. A rare occurrence. Yet somehow, his hyungs began making it work. So he started considering those possibilities. I.n could tell it was no easy task even if it seemed simple. As an idol, having a partner was a wild dream.

The first one in the group to get married was Hyunjin, ever the romantic he popped the question in an elaborate manner. Everyone knew because he could not shut up about how excited he was. He even practiced with Changbin, Felix and Han as audience to give him pointers. I.n and Chan looked from afar with Seungmin and Lee Know ignoring the bunch. I.n questioned himself right then if he was ever going to find that kind of unquestionable love. Hyunjin was nervous with the excitement of it, but he never mentioned thinking about Hyunjin!Reader saying no. He was merely inviting her to make it official. And the absurd thing was not that he was so confident, but that he managed to make the transition look effortless. From single to a boyfriend to a husband. All on top of being an idol. 

I.n would think about his chances to have a special someone by his side constantly in the next couple of years, when his hyungs began getting married and introducing their girlfriends to everyone at group gatherings. 

After Hyunjin came Changbin, then Lee Know and Chan. Felix got married a little after the elder aussie and then Han was brave enough to pop the question. 

Han had not even finished planning his wedding when Seungmin introduced his girlfriend to everyone, they had already been together for a few months and while nobody had met her in person it was still no surprise to see her. 

It was the revelation that everyone was making a life so difficult for an idol work for them, that made I.n take that step and ask you out. 

You could say you were late to the party, but it was not as if you were strangers. You had met him a long time ago and although at first you thought he was being flirty he never made a move so you dismissed it. 

You were a nurse at a plastic surgery clinic, you were mostly helping the dermatologist so you were used to greeting the young idol at the reception - though you never treated him any differently. To be honest, you were not too aware of who the famous acts were because you spent a lot of your time studying and this was your first job since graduating and getting certified. You were used to seeing him as you usually helped his doctor with the procedures. 

Jeongin’s invitation for a coffee had you blushing behind the reception counter he so nonchalantly leaned on. You could feel the other nurses’ stares burning the back of your neck. You were unable to reply, simply letting out a little “oh”, and giggling. Your coworker coughed on her desk beside you, safe from Jeongin’s stare. She opened her eyes wide and nodded frantically in your direction. A silent but clear “say yes, you idiot!”

“Sure!” You had said, grabbing the reception pen and a flier from the bunch on the desk. 

You scribbled your number and told him to text you so you could agree on a time and place. 

***

It seems too long ago now as you stare at the pregnancy test in your hand. 

Outside the bathroom you can hear the sound of steps going from the door to the window, they barely stop and then they trace their way back. 

I.n was nervous when you brought up the topic the night before, he was brushing his teeth and you were already laying down under the covers. 

“I’m never this late,” you explained, “I called the doctor but he won’t see me until Friday…” 

He was the one to ask you to take the test after hearing you were going to have to wait an entire week to see the doctor. He would not be able to wait that long with this news looming over his head.

You had not actively tried to have a baby, but both of you knew you were having some mild symptoms. An aversion to some smells and food, a strange dizziness every other day at random times of the day. The lack of your last period was the only piece in the puzzle to finally land in its place.

He was waiting outside in the bedroom, panicking. Panicking big time because he was scared. He was scared of the world outside your home, the people outside your relationship.   

Unlike his members, he went the private route with you. He did not want you to be subjected to judgment and criticism. He would hate himself if he put you in such a vulnerable position. In his eyes, he had few chances to take care of the people he loved, he was almost always the one protected by an elder or a more authoritative figure; with you, he was the lead. He was the one in the public eye taking the metaphorical blows and the literal hate. 

He was the one showing his face to fans who loathed the meaning behind the ring on his finger, he was the one avoiding posting the pictures he took of you, the one asking the company to make sure they cut any footage of you they would get on camera even if it was funny, especially if it was funny.

You were his safe space, his home and his world. 

He knew the moment you two had children that the shitstorm would be of astronomical proportions. He wished with all his being he never had to talk you out of having kids, because he knew in his heart that it would make him the happiest man alive to fill your house with the sound of their laughter. In his wildest dreams he would have three kids with you, all of them would be as funny and curious as you, they would probably inherit some of his fox-like features and maybe just like him they would be carefree little troublemakers. 

Oh, Innie would love to be over the moon with excitement but right now he was wishing and praying you had just been late… he had dropped his second mini album a few days ago, he could not fathom the idea of juggling the promotions and tour with a pregnant wife at home and the secrecy of it all.  

You were aware of all of Jeongin’s unspoken worries because he tends to take up more responsibility than anyone ever asks of him. When you met his members, his leader told you so in secret - although you were already aware from the months dating him. 

I.n was your everything from the moment you met at that coffee shop that first time outside of scrubs. It was because you met him - not the idol; and he was sweet, he was sincere and smart. You could tell his mind raced behind his eyes even then, he was reserved both with words and touch. 

It was not unusual to walk with him somewhere and stand next to him at arm's length, he rarely held your hand and even more oddly would wrap his arms around you in public. The most he would ever do was sit next to you at restaurant tables. Although there were sparks of affection here and there they were scarce and far between. During group meals he would allow your chairs to be closer than usual and he would not mind having your thigh pressed against his, but this was it. Sometimes when you brought him a smoothie or a coffee during your lunch break he would let his fingers brush against yours for a second too long. Jeongin was better at making the time and taking notice of your interests than he was at wording his affections. 

In private he would laugh at what he came to nickname your “labrador behavior”. It reminded him of Felix at first, he enjoyed the sensation of your hands on his hair and how you rubbed his scalp in such a soothing manner he would feel himself begin to drift with sleepiness. 

After a while together he could no longer have his friend in mind when you came near him, he was the last thing on his mind; you were quite obviously not him. Rubbing his back and then his shoulders, kissing the back of his neck and wrapping your arms around his waist while you layed in bed. 

Of course once you started having sex he became more touchy at home as he was more comfortable with the physical contact knowing you welcomed it. He enjoyed simply standing behind you while you cooked or brushed your teeth and liked to tilt his head to smell your hair. He began letting his arms wrap around your shoulders when you watched tv and he pulled you to his side so you could lay against him on the couch. 

He was happy to live his life with you away from prying eyes, but how private could it stay if you showed up at events with a big round belly? People were curious, they had always been and sometimes they found ways to glance into your lives. Somehow, people knew what you looked like, and this was bad enough to him.

I.n did not want to do as his members had done, he was adamant his family were not public figures so they stayed private. Everyone respected that, most fans respected his wishes of privacy as well. The ones who did not were the ones he allowed himself to spend the most time worrying about. Because you were his small delicate flower on a strange planet, which he adores too much to pluck and take home under a spotlight for people to stare and dissect and pick at and hurt. 

You sighed once the result was clear on the test. Your eyes traveled to the three year old ring on your finger. With shaky legs you stood and pushed your hair behind your ear as you grabbed the door knob and turned it, the footsteps outside the door quickly came to a halt. Walking into your bedroom your gaze met your husband’s and you felt your mouth go dry, words stuck in your throat. His expression softened and he extended his hand for you, you handed him the test, eyes looking away as you pulled your hand away immediately. 

I.n grabbed the small plastic tube and gazed at it with a straight face. Your eyes watered and the air in the room seemed to be insufficient to your lungs, you turned to book it and get space away from him; his arms fell by his sides and he watched you reach the doorway and leave through the long hallway. 

It only took him about four long strides before he was right on your face. 

His free hand cupped your face and he pulled you into him so your head could rest on his shoulder, he wrapped his arms around you and you immediately let his warmth envelop you as you held on to him. 

You were like that for a couple of minutes, holding onto each other in silence. You felt guilty, afraid of what he would say. Innie did not want kids, at least not now, you were sure of it. You hated the thought that he would be angry, that he might blame you - and in your mind he would be right to do so because you had been slacking and missing some pills… 

You heard him chuckle above you and peeled your cheek from against his shirt, your face was tear stained with fear but he was looking up at the ceiling with his lips pursed and an undeniable smile plastered on all of his features. His fox-like eyes looked like two long lines.

Like every single time before, you were life’s accomplice in making him realize how much more there was to life than to playing it safe. He wondered if you would ever let him catch his breath, as it felt like you always had surprises for him. Anytime he was sure of something you changed his world; first by entering, then by asking him if he wanted to have a space in your closet, then moving in with him, and the last one had been when you accepted his nervous proposal and married him. Now you had somehow found a way to pull at his heart strings and bring his head out of the daze of carefulness. 

He noticed your eyes on him and he sniffed, then he returned to holding your gaze. 

“I knew it!” He admitted, “I knew you would be the death of me!” Tears spilled from his eyes.

You swallowed hard, an apology beginning to come to your lips. You had talked about having kids once, but he told you he would not force his luck like that being an idol and being married was already challenging enough… you had accepted that, having Jeongin was more important to you and that was a compromise you were willing to make. 

“I’m s-”

“No,” I.n interrupted you, “don’t say that, I am sorry.” He cried a little more, “I’m not mad, I’m-I’m actually happy!” 

You heard his voice break and he let out a chuckle as more tears fell down his face. You wiped them and wrapped your arms around him again, placing your head in that comforting spot on his chest. 

“I’m scared,” you admitted in a whisper, still in his embrace. “What do we do now?”

I.n squeezed you against his body and then pulled away, leaning back to see your face even though you were looking down, avoiding his gaze. 

His hands traveled down your arms and he held your hands. 

“We,” he paused, “are going to the doctor on friday. Then you are going to do everything they say you do. And I am going to take care of you. As best as I can, I promise you.” 

You smiled with the urge to cry some more and your husband kissed your cheek, bringing you closer again. This had been one of those strange things that let him know something was up with you; you were suddenly breaking into tears at anything. 

“I would love that!” You cried into his black shirt, a wet patch forming.

“Please don’t cry, you’re making me cry,” I.n pleaded with his cheek against your head. “I hate to see you cry, and I don’t think it’s good for the baby either!”

Your grip on him tightened and beyond helping his words seemed to encourage more emotion to overwhelm you. And so the hiccups began. 

“Aw, Y/N… babe…” he rubbed circled onto your back seeing as you were so affected 

Your husband helped you sit down with him on the living room couch, still holding on to him while you tried your best to recover control over your emotions. It truly was a hormonal thing. 

“Innie?” you sniffed, brave enough to let go for a moment. He gave you a soft smile, pushing your hair behind your ears as it had become somewhat unruly. “I love you.”

Your husband broke into a smile and he cupped your face, already aware you needed all the physical contact he could offer. 

“I love you too,” he gave a soft peck to your nose and you blinked in surprise, fully not expecting this display of affection even in the privacy of your house, “and I love you too.” 

You followed Jeongin’s eyes as his hand moved to your stomach and he placed his palm against it over your sweater, a tender smile adorned his features. You sucked in a breath and placed a shaking hand over his. 

“You’re going to make me cry again,” you whispered. “I think they love you very much too.”

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SATURDAY — [3:07AM]

yang jeongin. genre: fluff + warning: none

lying down in the grass, using your boyfriend's jacket as a blanket and facing the sky, you were gazing up at the stars. right next to you, jeongin was doing the same thing. his breathing was slow and his face flushed by the slight breeze brushing against your bodies. you were barely touching besides your shoulders pressed against one another's. neither your hands or your legs were tangled but you both felt so close, maybe because there was no noise besides the beat of your hearts and the sound of both of your breathings.

just a few minutes earlier, you had been attending a friend's wedding. music was filling your ears and you had to yell over it so that the people there could hear you. and now, all there was to be heard was the blades of grass dancing in the wind.

you had heard about a meteor shower happening tonight. the wedding venue was ablaze with lights and thus not much could be seen which, truth be told, disappointed you a little bit. you were renting out a little guest house in the country side, closeby to the venue since it was so far away from home. that allowed you to stay much later than intended and you had left toward the end of the celebration.

the second you had closed the car door upon arrival, jeongin gasped, which alerted you. his eyes were glued to the sky and so, you imitated him. you could not help but make the same noise. away from all artificial lights, the moon and stars shone brightly.

and so, when jeongin asked if you wanted to stargaze, despite sleep tugging at your eyelids, you eagerly accepted.

after lying down, you did not talk much, only watching the meteors catch fire and disappear as quick as they showed up. after all, you had just spent hours surrounded by other people. it was only normal to appreciate the silence and each other's company.

"do you wanna do it?, jeongin asked after a while, voice low.

– do what?, you replied.

– marriage."

your heart skipped a beat and your tongue swiped against your lips. your friends' wedding had been amazing. the festivities kept all the guests entertained but most of all, the bride and groom had been radiant. they would look at each other, as if in their own little world despite the abundance of guests and animation.

you and jeongin had been dating for a few years, and it would be lying to say that you had not spent a good chunk of the day picturing you and him in the shoes of the newly wed couple.

"maybe, yeah. but just, not now. not yet... do you?", you offered.

jeongin took a deep breath, pondering as a shooting star passed by. your skin tingled and your stomach knotted. you had never really brought up the topic before, both living in the present rather than looking too far into your shared future.

"i think so. not now either but, yeah, i would like to."

you smiled to yourself, gazing at the side of his face instead of looking up to the sky and its myriad of stars.

"that's nice—you inhaled slowly before exhaling—we agree."

jeongin turned his face to yours, finally catching your gaze as a soft smile stretched his lips. it was dark and you could barely see each other but his eyes twinkled, as if the shooting stars sat into his pupils after disappearing from the sky.

"yeah. i'm glad we do."

so were you.

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[silentcryracha]

❍ ‗ Sharing a flight with skz ‗ ❍

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

Genre/warnings : none :)

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

Word count : 2.5k

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

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Chan ‗ ❍

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Minho ‗ ❍

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

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

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

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

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

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

Changbin ‗ ❍

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hyunjin ‗ ❍

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Jisung ‗ ❍

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

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

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

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

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

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

Felix ‗ ❍

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Seungmin ‗ ❍

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

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

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

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

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

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

Jeongin ‗ ❍

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

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

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

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

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

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[ihave-atummyache]

my favorite part

Stray Kids Imagine

Summary: what body part of yours is your boyfriend’s favorite?

18+ !! smut (warnings under the cut) hehe, mature themes, cussing, the works

-OT8

-7.8k words (im sorry idk im mentally unwell)

(smut warnings: rough, unprotected piv (wrap before you tap), oral (m & f), foot fetish (mind ur business), degradation, body worship, creampie lowk, if there’s more lmk)

format:

1. before you are dating

2. after you become a couple

3. smut.

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Bang Chan: your back

Chan always has his hand on your back. Whether he has his hand on your lower back and is guiding you through a crowd or if you are laying in bed together. He loves to lay face to face with you and rest his hand on your back.

"Your back is so pretty," Chan's fingers lightly graze over your lower back. He had bought you a low back dress to wear to your date tonight. The plummet stops just above your butt, preventing you from wearing any underwear, which he was also well aware of.

"You tell me often, Channie," you reply and smile at him through the mirror. He is the sweetest and he always has his own way of showing it. His hand trails up your spine until he reaches your shoulder and rubs both of them lightly with both hands before letting them trail back down, leaving electricity in their wake.

"Stunning," he mumbles out below his breath and kneels down, pressing a kiss to your lower back, then the middle of your back, then between your should blades.

Although the two of you haven't kissed yet, this feels just as intimate as a kiss would and you feel your face heat up at the affection that he is giving you.

“You’re too sweet to me, Bang Chan,” you giggle out as his fingers graze your spine again, causing a chill to shudder throughout your entire body.

“Because I want you to be mine,” he replies simply, his hands on your waist and his thumbs rubbing your exposed back.

—2—

"I love your back so much, baby," Chan lets his hand lay flat on the small of your back, pulling you closer to his body. You smile and turn your head away from the T.V., resting your chin on his chest.

Chan was already looking down at you with a soft smile on his face. You push your body up, allowing yourself to touch his lips with your own before returning to your position with your cheek on his chest.

Chan's hand creeps under the sweater you have on and he lets his pinky inch into the waistband of your leggings so his full hand was on your bare skin.

“You always tell me this, Channie,” you breathe out and start to watch the show again. You feel him chuckle, his chest rumbling underneath your cheek.

“I know. I just never want you to forget it. You are the first person I have ever met that got me so hot and bothered by just their back,” he mumbles quietly, almost like he was embarrassed and now it is your turn to laugh.

“Are you admitting to being absolutely obsessed with my back right now?” you tease, poking at his sides with your fingers. He wiggles under your touch, pulling you even closer to himself to try to make you stop.

“I’m obsessed with everything about you,” he admits and you sit up again to press a kiss to your sweet boyfriend’s lips.

—3—

"Fuck you look so pretty like this, sweetheart. Look at yourself," Chan's hand finds your chin from behind as he continues to thrust into you. He turns your face to force you to look at yourself in the mirror in front of you.

The sight in front of you is insanely erotic and you have to fight the urge to let your eyes roll back into your head. Your mascara was ruined, running down your face and your neck. It now covered Chan’s hand that was gripping your chin tightly.

You make eye contact through the mirror and he lets out a groan at the sight of you. He breaks the eye contact and looks down where your bodies are connected. He places both hands on your hips, his thumbs resting on your lower back and you drop your head again.

“I said look at yourself,” he repeats himself and grips your chin again, forcing you to look at him in the mirror.

Chan releases your face and places one hand on the sink and the other on your back, pushing you even further into the sink.

"F-fuck, Chris. You feel so good," you moan out, half your mind already leaving from how good Chan was making you feel.

"I love fucking you from behind and seeing this pretty back tense up when you're about to cum," he groans out and speeds up his thrusts, feeling you clench around him. The pleasure overwhelms your body and you scream out.

"I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming, fuck Chris," you're chanting out as his pace never slows down, fucking you to oversensitivity before he pulls out and cums on your back, jerking himself until he is certain he is empty.

"You are so perfect. Look at this pretty back covered in my cum. Should I take a picture?" he questions and you let a laugh out, your legs feeling like jelly under you.

"Shut up," you mumble out, trying your best to compose yourself. Then you think that it couldn’t hurt and you are curious to see what Chan is so obsessed with.

“Go ahead,” you grumble out and Chan scrambles to grab his phone that was sitting on the sink before he stands behind you again, taking a picture with flash of his cum all over your back.

“Ready for round two?” he questions and you shake your head, holding up a finger.

“Give me like…two minutes,” you breathe out and hear him chuckle behind you.

Lee Know: butt (i had to)

We all know that Lee Know is always on the lookout for butts. You saw it with his friends before you ever even really knew him. He would randomly grab or smack his friend's butts.

The first time Minho touches your butt, he doesn't even realize he did it. And as much as you would be creeped out if anyone else did it, it made you realize how comfortable Minho had gotten around you. He treats you exactly how he treats his closest friends and it makes your heart flutter.

"Hey, champ. How is lunch going?" Minho questions nonchalantly, his hand making gentle contact with your butt. You jump at the action and he leans on the counter next to you, looking down at what you're doing.

"Are you comfortable around me?" your question causes him to immediately look at your face, confusion all over it.

"Of course, y/n. You're my lady," he smiles at you. You smile back, pushing him lightly with your arm. He always does this, probably knowing that you have the fattest crush on him.

"Oh, hush. Stop teasing me," you scold him and turn back to focus on cutting up lunch.

“Oh don’t pretend like you don’t want to be my lady,” he says quietly, his hand reaching out to rub your lower back, his pinky resting dangerously close to your ass. You feel your breath hitch in your throat but you roll your eyes anyways trying to keep your composure.

“I-I said stop teasing me. Especially pretending to flirt with me all the time,” you glance over at him and he has a smug smirk on his face. He makes his way to behind you and rests his hands on either side of you on the counter, caging you in.

You tense up, letting the knife freeze over the vegetable you are cutting. The heat from his body overtakes your senses and you have to fore yourself to breathe.

He leans in closer and you can feel the zipper of his jeans pressing into your ass through your leggings. He is practically pressing the most sensitive part of himself up against you. If he didn’t have on jeans and instead had on sweatpants, you are certain you would have been able to feel the outline of him.

“Who said I was pretending?” he whispers into you ear, sending chills down your neck and back.

—2—

You feel Minho's hand make contact with your ass before you even realize he is in the room. You squeak in surprise and then feel him gently knead where he had just smacked you. He climbs onto the bed, straddling your thighs and presses his chest to your back.

"You should know better than to lay on your stomach with me around. Especially with these little leggings on," he pinched your butt and you groan, rolling your eyes in annoyance.

"Hush, Lee Minho. I'm trying to read," you reprimand him and he sighs, scooting down your body. He places a kiss to your tail bone then to each of your cheeks before flipping over and laying his head on the soft flesh.

"Read out loud," He suggests, his hand trailing up and down your calf absentmindedly. You let out a sigh and he slides his other hand behind his head to rest on your ass, his elbow on the bed

"You won't know what's going on," you counter, glancing back at your boyfriend. His eyes are closed and he looks in complete bliss. He shrugs and squeezes your ass before dropping his arm and letting it rest across his stomach.

"Don't care," he murmurs and you let out a chuckle before flipping the page and starting to read aloud.

—3—

"I love this view. I could stare all day," Minho pulls away from your soaking core, half from his spit and half from how wet you are.

"Baby.. don't tease. Please?" you plead to your boyfriend. He has you bent over, your elbows on a pillow while he absolutely devoured you from behind. Every time he sensed you about to cum, he would pull back before you could.

"You want me to fuck this perfect pussy already? Would you rather me fuck your tight ass?" He asks, his thumbs spreading you open to tongue fuck your core again. You let out a groan and reach behind you, pushing his face closer to your pussy.

He feels you about to cum and this time, he allows it. He dives deeper into your pussy and you also push his face closer as your orgasm washes over you. After being edged a few times, it hits you like a ton of bricks when you finally get that release.

He groans at you forcing him to bury his face into you as you came. You let out a string of moans as you came around his tongue. He licks a long stripe from your throbbing hole, up your perineum, around the tight ring of muscle until he reaches your tailbone, planting a kiss.  He sucks gently on the flesh before moving over to each of your ass cheeks and planting a kiss. He can feel you shuddering from the after shock and he laughs.

"Taste so good, baby," He sits up and pulls you back towards his body, his hands on your hips were the only thing keeping you from collapsing as you recover from your orgasm.

"May I?" he asks sarcastically and before you can even reply, he eases into you. You let out a groan, the oversensitivity almost too much but you quickly adjust.

"Fuck yourself on me, princess. I want to see this pretty ass move," he commands, landing a slap to your ass before gripping it tightly. You oblige instantly, fucking yourself back onto your boyfriend.

Every time you meet his pelvis with your ass, the squish and jiggle of your flesh has his head all over the place. He feels like he might lose his mind from all you were doing to him. He grabs your hips, forcing you to stop before leaning over and kissing the back of your neck.

“You’re so needy aren’t you,” he whispers in your ear and you nod, eagerly, wanting to continue what you had started. He laughs again at this and sits back up on his knees.

He lands a harsh slap to your ass but instead of a squeak, you let out a nearly pornographic moan and the sound flips a switch in Minho. He takes grip of your hips again and starts fucking you beyond comprehension.

Your brain turns to mush as you have a second and a third orgasm, without Minho ever pulling out of you. Tears were streaming down your face and Minho loved every second of it. The sight alone of your ass against him has him fending off his own orgasm with all his willpower he can muster.

Chnagbin: thighs

Before you two started dating, you noticed that he had taken a liking to your thighs. He would talk to you and his hand would tap your thigh or pat it if he was trying to make a point. He honestly didn’t even notice it. It was like a magnet just brought his hand to your thigh.

He then started to enjoy laying on your lap.

“Can you play with my hair?” Changbin asks quietly and you look up from your phone at his pouting face before tapping your thighs, signaling him to lie down.

He does and he immediately makes himself comfortable, tucking his hand under your thigh as you detangle his hair and he quickly falls asleep.

He always sits with a hand on your thigh. If you're in the car or just sitting on the couch, he has a hand on your thigh. He likes to pull your legs into his lap and rest his hand on your thigh, rubbing circles absentmindedly. He isn't sure when he got so obsessed with your thighs, but neither of you are complaining.

One day you were both watching a scary movie and you had your knees pulled up to your chest, protecting yourself from the scary scenes. Changbin let his forearm rest on your knee but before long, between you jumping and him jumping, his arm fell between your legs.

He wrapped his arm around your thigh, his hand laying on the back of your thigh. Butterflies erupted from your chest and you felt your whole body tense up. Once he started rubbing your thighs, it was like a puddle in your underwear.

—2—

"I can't see," you complain from your spot next to Changbin, although he couldn't really see either. You two were in a crowd at a concert and not only were you back in the grass, you were behind an insane amount of people.

"Want to get on my shoulders? Your favorite song is coming on next," he offers and you smile at him. He is too precious.

"I'm gonna be heavy, baby," you complain and turn again to stand on your tip toes and try to get a view of the stage. He walks behind you and squats down, pushing his head between your thighs before standing up. You let out a squeak and rest your hands on his head. You were about to scold him but got easily distracted.

You were perched up high on his shoulders and could finally see everything, just in time for your favorite song to begin.

"Oh my gosh, Binnie! It's crazy up there. Hand me your phone!" You exclaim above him. He reaches into his pocket and hands you his phone. You take it and snap a few pictures and videos of the stage so he could see it as well.

When the song came to an end, you expected Changbin to put you down, but he didn't.

"Baby, I know I'm heavy. You can put me down now," you laugh and pat the top of his head. He turns his head and presses a kiss to your inner thigh and then a little nibble, making you jump.

"You're not heavy. This is the reason I go to the gym, y'know," he teases and turns his head, biting your other thigh.

"Hey!" you exclaim as his teeth clamp down on the flesh.

He was really just happy to have your thighs on either side of him like this, especially exposed since you had on shorts.

—3—

"I love having these thighs wrapped around my head. I could die right here," Changbin grumbles out against your cunt. You moan when he reconnects with your throbbing clit.

"Fuck, you're gonna make me cum," your groan out, wrapping a hand into his hair. He groans as you tug lightly at his roots. He wraps his arms all the way around your thighs until his hands rest on your inner thighs.

Your orgasm comes crashing through you and Changbin pulls back as you come down from your high. He turns his head, kissing your right thigh before sucking a mark there. He observes his work and the deep purple bruise that is already forming.

"Binnie, you're gonna mark me up," you complain and he chuckles at your complaint. He knows you enjoy his mouth on your thighs just as much as he does.

"You're the one that decided to wear that little skirt today. Thought I wasn't going to ruin you, princess? Or was this your plan all along," he inquires and sucks another hickey next to the one he had already sucked into you. He trails kisses back towards your core and just his breath against your still sensitive cunt has you shivering.

"Let's keep going. I'm just getting started, sweetheart," he speaks up and before you can protest, his hands are on your thighs, prying them apart.

He licks his lips before leaning down to your exposed soaking cunt and continuing to ravish you.

Hyunjin: feet (wbk)

Everyone would always joke with you when you and Hyunjin became a little more than friends.

"You know he likes feet right? I have proof," Minho speaks up to you and your eyebrows fall into a furrow at this statement.

"Who?"

"Hyunjin," he replies, pulling his phone out. He scrolls for a little while before stopping and flipping the phone to show you. It was a picture of Hyunjin with Minho's foot in his mouth. You burst out laughing and grab his phone to look at the picture more closely

"This doesn't mean anything! Plus you have a sock on so I don't think it counts," You laugh out and hand his phone back just and Hyunjin walks into the room.

"What are you two laughing at?" Hyunjin asks, plopping down next to you and resting his arm on the couch behind you.

"Your foot fetish," you tease, elbowing him in the ribs. He freezes on the spot and looks at Minho with narrowed eyes.

"W-what are you talking about," he asks and lets his arms fall to your shoulder, pulling you into himself. You laugh and Hyunjin changes the topic before you can stay on this conversation.

—2—

The first time you realize that it may not be a complete joke, is a few weeks after the two of you officially started dating.

You stumble drunkenly into the house and towards the couch, plopping yourself down. You sigh and let your legs relax, Hyunjin was by your side in a moment.

A night out to celebrate their recent win had gotten you far too drunk and much drunker than anyone else, including the boys who actually won the award.

"You okay, baby?" he asks quietly, kneeling in front of you. You nod, letting your eyes close to try to stop the room from spinning.

"Yeah. Just," you sigh and take a deep breath, "Dizzy," you gasp out and throw an arm over your face, your cool skin to your hot face helping a little.

Hyunjin carefully unstraps your right heel, tilting your foot to slide the shoe off. He presses his lips to the ball of your foot. They were red from having been on your feet all night and the sensation sends chills up your spine. It was a place you had never been kissed and the feeling was strange but also quite intimate.

He pulls your other shoe off and repeats the action on the other foot as well. He trails his lips to the arch of your foot, then your ankle, then your calf before he finally looks up at you. You were looking at him from under your arm, eyes glazed over.

"Is it weird that this is turning me on right now?" you question and laugh. Your laugh is cut short though when the overwhelming feeling of needing to let the drinks out takes over your body and you stand abruptly, running to the bathroom.

—3—

You graze your foot up Hyunjin's calf, then thigh, before pressing down on the bulge in his pants. He clears his throat and shoots you a glare over his wine glass at the table. You move your foot a bit, feeling him grow hard under your touch.

"Hyunjin, you okay?" Chan questions from beside you and he breaks eye contact from you to glance at his older friend.

"Yeah, Jinnie. You okay? You look a little...hot," you bat your eyelashes innocently at him and his jaw clenches.

"Yeah I-I'm fine. Just a bit tired," he smiles at Chan and lets his hand fall into his lap, resting on your foot against his cock. He thrusts his hips up ever so slightly, anyone looking would think he would just be adjusting in his seat and not rutting against your foot.

"Want to go to bed?" you offer and pull your foot from his grip, causing him to shudder. He nods and you stand, distracting Chan from his friend so he doesn't notice how hard he had gotten just a foot (lol) away from him.

"I'm gonna tuck the princess in. Goodnight, Channie," you smile and pat him lightly on the head as you walk passed and he tells you both goodnight. You barely make it into the room before Hyunjin has you pushed onto the bed and is hovering above you.

"You think you are so funny don't you," he comments, his tone demanding and you moan as he licks a stripe up the column of your throat. He trails kisses down your body, down your legs, down to your ankle until he is at your feet.

"Answer me," he commands, pulling his pants and boxers down in one swift motion. He takes one of your toes in his mouth, sucking lightly before he pulls away.

"I-I just wanted some attention," you confess and Hyunjin chuckles humorlessly, pressing his cock against the bottom of your foot. He starts to move leisurely, stimulating himself with your foot.

"Mhm. Is that right? You were so needy that you wanted to get me hard right in front of Chan? Did you want me to ask him to join us? So he can see how dirty you get?" he questions, speeding up his rutting against your foot.

He lets out a few cusses before he's cumming, all over your feet and ankles. He rubs his fingers through his own cum before crawling up and stuffing them into your mouth.

"Since you are so needy, suck on my fingers and if you do a good job, maybe I'll think about stuffing this tight cunt," he growls, inches from your face. He rests his hand against your cunt and you roll your hips against him, desperate for friction.

"You're this wet from a foot job? That is borderline pathetic," he degrades you and you bite your lip before his crash into yours.

Han: lips

"Let me get a kiss," You hear Jisung beside you and you turn to him, his big puppy dog eyes staring at you. He rests his head in his hands and closes his eyes, puckering his lips at you.

"Ask Felix," you roll your eyes and turn back to your phone, butterflies erupting in your stomach. You would never let him know the effect he has on you. You promised yourself that you wouldn't fall for any of the boys but somehow Han Jisung had crawled his way into your heart.

"You are heartless," He groans and rolls over on his back, staring up at the ceiling. You laugh and stand, walking over to him. He puckers his lips again as you stand above him. You kiss your hand and bring it down to his lips.

"Indirect kiss. Does that satisfy you?" you question and cross your arms. Jisung smiles and sits up, turning to face you. Your faces were much closer now so you try to sit up to get a little further from him. He notices and grabs the back of your neck, preventing you from moving away from him.

"Not really. I want to feel those pretty lips on mine," He breaks eye contact, glancing down at your lips then back up at you. You blink a few times, your body turning up a million degrees before you snap out of it and sit up.

"Ugh, Jisung," you groan, walking out of the room.

—2—

Jisung tackles you onto the bed and you laugh, his arms wrapping around you tightly. He pulls back after a moment and stares at you.

"So I look good then?" You giggle out, wrapping your arms around his neck. You had gotten ready to go out with some friends, complete with a red lip.

"Good? Baby you look amazing," He assures you and places a kiss to your lips, unexpectedly. You push him away from you quickly, worried about him ruining your freshly done makeup.

"Yah! Don't mess my makeup up, Jisung!" you exclaim and he pouts, which you mirror to tease him, letting your bottom lip jut out.

"Oh my God. Don't make that face. It's making it harder to not ruin your lipstick. Your lips are so perfect," He complains and pushes away from you slightly to get a better look at your lips, painted red.

"I already messed it up a little bit," he mumbles and brings his thumb up, swiping just under your lip line. He trails his thumb across your bottom lip, his eyebrows furrowed in focus, then he lets his thumb dip into your mouth.

You suck on his thumb against your tongue without even thinking. It was almost like a habit and the way your lips looked around Jisung's thumb, he thought he would cum right here, right now.

"Fuck. You need to leave and I need to take a cold shower now," he laughs and sits up, making his way to the bathroom.

"Call me if you need a ride later!" he calls out and you nod, gathering your things and heading towards your car to meet your friends.

—3—

"Fuck, y/n. I-I'm gonna cum. Oh my God," Jisung was staring down at you, his hands tied to the head board above him and his legs tied to the bed post below him.

You let his cock fall from your lips with a pop, right before he cums and he whines out, looking down at you as you lazily stroke him.

"Be a good boy and keep your eyes on me," You command and he peels his eyes open, glassy from the denied orgasm and nods at you. You place a kiss to the head of his cock and feel him jump, muttering a quiet cuss under his breath.

You take his entire length into your mouth again and all Jisung can stare at is the way your lips look wrapped around his cock. He cums, second later without warning and you swallow quickly, almost choking on the unexpected release.

He is breathing heavily and you crawl up his body, before he can get soft, however, you hover yourself over his sensitive cock and sink down onto him, your walls welcoming him.

His back arches off the bed and he throws his head back, letting out a whine at the sensitivity. You sit for a second until he comes back to earth and looks you in the eyes again. His eyes are filled with tears and it gives you the energy you need to starting bouncing on his cock.

He lets out a hiss every time you make contact with his pelvis until he starts moaning normally, the oversensitivity morphing into pleasure as he feels his high quickly approaching.

"Kiss me. Please, please? I've been so good. Please kiss me. I want to feel those pretty lips on me, baby. Please?" He begs and you can't deny him when he looks so pretty, tears in his eyes and begs leaving his mouth. You lean down and press a kiss to most sensitive spot on his neck as you worm your way up to your own orgasm.

"Please baby. I've been such a good boy for you," He pleads again and you smile against his neck before leaning forward, resting your forehead against his. 

"Anything for my good boy," you groan out and connect your lips just as your own orgasm reaches you, forcing Jisung into his at the feeling of you tightening around him.

Felix: hands

Felix's hand found yours in the crowd, guiding you to prevent you from getting lost. As the two of you come out, he makes no effort to let go of your hand. You instead feel him rubbing his thumb over your knuckles.

"Your hands are soft," you comment and he chuckles, pulling away from you but you stop him, instead turning your hand so you could interlock fingers with him.

"Thank you," You see a light blush take over his cheeks and smile at the effect you have on him. You keep walking making small talk until you reach the coffee shop that he had told you so much about.

You don't even realize how cold it is outside until Felix releases your hand to open the door for you and you smile, stepping into the shop and heading towards the counter. You both order your drinks and wait for your name to be called out to get your order.

"Do you want to sit inside or outside?" You ask and walk towards the counter when they call your name out to get your coffee and Felix's hot chocolate.

"Let's sit outside. I love the autumn chill," He suggest, taking his cup from you. You fingers graze against each other and this time it is your turn to blush.

You settle at at table outside and sit across from each other. One of his hands rests on the table, adorned in rings and without thinking you reach across the table while Felix is talking and take his hand into yours.

You start twisting the rings around and his eyes leave your face to glance down at his hand in both of yours.

"You have pretty hands," he comments and grabs one of your hands into his before flipping his hand and comparing hand sizes with you.

—2—

You sit on the couch, your back pressed to Felix’s chest while you both scrolled through social media, occasionally showing each other a funny clip or picture.

Felix's hand was playing with yours absentmindedly while he scrolled through social media in his other hand. You eventually got bored of doing the same and lock your phone, dropping it to the couch and picking up his ring clad hand into both of yours.

You start twisting his rings before pulling them off and placing them on your own fingers, making sure they were in the exact same spots that he puts them in.

"Look! I'm you!" you exclaim holding your hand up between Felix's face and his phone. He leans forward and wraps his hand around your wrist, placing a kiss on each of your fingers. He switched his phone to his other hand and hold out the now empty hand to you.

"What about the other hand? My rings look much better on your pretty hands," he comments and you giggle, pulling the rings off and placing them on each finger. Both of your hands looked exactly like Felix's and you smile to yourself.

You hold your hands up in front of you and Felix and he laughs, taking a picture of your hands with his rings.

"You're precious," he grabs your hand again and places a kiss to the palm of your hand.

—3—

Felix's fingers interlock with yours as he continues thrusting into you. His eyes glued to yours.

"You are so beautiful," you speak quietly from under your boyfriend and he leans closer, letting his forehead rest against yours. You move your freehand from around his body to his cheek and rub his cheek bone lightly.

He pulls away from you and turns his head to press a kiss to the palm of your hand. You run your thumb across his bottom lip, pulling it down slightly before an idea crosses your mind.

You start to gently press your thumb into his mouth and he eagerly wraps his lips around it before you pull it back out of his mouth.

"Dirty boy," You tease and his thrusts start to speed up.

"It's not my fault that your hands are so pretty," he tried to reason. His voice coming out shaky from the speed he was fucking you. Every time his drove himself back into you, you grip his hand that was still in yours tightly.

This time, you tease his lips with your ring and middle finger and his tongue pokes out, licking your fingers before he takes them into his mouth again. Then suddenly he stills, emptying himself inside of you.

The mix of your fingers in his mouth, your hand in his, and the hug of your cunt around him sent him over the edge, without much warning even to himself.

"You really are a dirty boy," you tease again and he lets his forehead fall into your neck.

"Hush. Give me like 5 minutes and we're doing that again," he breathes into your neck and you chuckle.

"I need to be on top this time. I have some ideas," you speak out and he nods, catching his breath.

Seungmin: eyes

Seungmin walks into the room and makes eye contact at you for a full second before he quickly averts his gaze. This was progress. He usually avoids your eyes all together. Still, you feel your face fall into a frown.

This guy that you have been stupidly crushing on for forever couldn't even maintain eye contact with you. You don't know what you did to make him dislike you so much but you have finally had enough.

"Kim Seungmin! Why won't you look at me? Did I do something wrong? Do you hate me?" you suddenly blurt out, standing from the table and marching over to him sitting at the bar.

His back is to you but you still see him let out and exasperated sigh. He runs a hand through his hair and shakes his head at you, still not turning to face you.

"I didn't do anything wrong or you don't hate me?" you question and cross your arms across your chest. He is silent for a few moments and you grab his shoulders, forcing him to turn around in the bar stool. You lean down so he is looking you directly in the eyes.

He quickly closes his eyes after only a few moments of eye contact and you stand, throwing your arms in the air in frustration.

"Obviously I did something if you can't even look me in the eyes!" You exclaim. You were starting to drift away from frustration and drift towards anger.

"It isn't that, y/n. It's just..." he groans, running his hands through his hair again, "It's just you make me insanely nervous. Every time we make eye contact it is almost unbearable because of how pretty your eyes are. It effects me physically," he finally confesses, his neck turning red and you stand, staring at him blankly.

"My eyes turn you on, Seungmin?" you question with a laugh and he looks down at his feet, shaking his head, then nodding, then shaking his head again.

"Which is it?"

"I don't know! When you put it like that I sound like such a perv!" He exclaims and stands, scooting past you and back to his room.

—2—

"Just look at the camera, y/n," Seungmin commands, looking at you through the polaroid camera. He is standing above you while you sit on the floor. You look up at him and stare into the camera. Be snaps the camera just as you look up at him.

"Hey! I wasn't ready!" you object and he laughs. He pulls the photo out of the camera and sits it down on the table while it develops before turning the camera and holding it up high to get a picture that could capture the both of you.

He snaps the picture and then sits down on the floor beside you. He pulls the photo out of the camera and leans towards the table to grab the already developed photo from the table.

You were looking into the camera in the same way that you look at Seungmin and it sends butterflies throughout his entire body.

"That's ugly," you complain, reaching for the other picture on the table.

"Are you joking? Look at your eyes, dude," Seungmin says and turns the photo towards you. You glance between the photo of your own eyes and Seungmin's a few times before raising an eyebrow at him.

"So I'm 'dude' now?" you question and he rolls his eyes at you. Of course that was your takeaway from his sentence.

"Shut up, baby. Look at your eyes. I swear you have the prettiest eyes I have ever seen," he comments looking at the picture again before leaning towards you and placing a kiss to either of your eyelids.

"You're a sap. I like this one," you reply and hold up the other polaroid. The flash barely shows you in the background and it is mostly just Seungmin cheesing at the camera. You giggle before placing the picture in your phone case, which Seungmin mirrors with the picture of you as well.

—3—

"Mhm. You're doing so good, baby. Shit. Look at me, princess," the nickname has you snapping your eyes open to make eye contact with Seungmin. He looks amazing.

And he could say the same about you. The way you look with your eyes watering and his cock stuffed down your throat makes him feel like he could cum at any moment.

"Move your hands," he commands you and you oblige, resting them on his thighs. He wraps a hand into your hair and starts thrusting gently into your mouth. He never goes far enough to reach your gag reflex but he is just a centimeter away every time.

He speeds up his movements and looses control a little, going further down your throat and causing you to gag. Tears fill your eyes and you close them to try to prevent them from falling past your lash line.

"Look at me." He demands again and his tone alone has you soaking the floor under you. You open your eyes again and the tears fall out, pushing down your cheeks.

"L-look so pretty with my cock in your m-mouth, baby. I'm the only one who can make those pretty eyes water like this. Keep looking at me," he demands again and it takes everything in you to maintain eye contact with Seungmin until suddenly he throws his head back and is cumming down your throat.

He pulls out of your mouth and leans down, wiping the tears from your face and presses a kiss to each of your eyelids, like he has now done a million times.

"You okay, sweetheart?" He asks softly and you nod, clearing your throat.

"More than okay," you assure him, voice raspy. You lean in and close the gap between the two of you, letting your tongue push into his mouth. He hesitates for a second but then immediately starts kissing you back once he realizes that you literally just jumped his bones.

I.N: neck

You thought Jeongin was glancing at your cleavage when you wore the corset top to go out with your friends. You had on a corset top and some leather pants. It wasn't a crazy outfit but it was cute and one of your go to's when you go out.

"Can I give you some fashion advice?" Jeongin suddenly speaks up and you swallow thickly, embarrassment creeping up your throat.

"You should put on a necklace. You have a really…” he pauses, trying to think of the right word “-pretty neck and I think it would look good. Does that make me sound like a creep?" He chuckles nervously, rubbing the back of his neck and you let out a sigh.

"Innie, I thought you were going to tell me my outfit was horrible. I was going to cry," you place a hand over your chest dramatically and he lets out a laugh.

"My opinion really matters that much to you," he teases and nudges you with his foot under the table. You nod and look up at him.

"I don't have a necklace though. I didn't bring anything with me," you explain and open your phone camera. He really is right. You could use a necklace. You knew something was missing in the outfit but couldn't quite put your finger on it. You should’ve know that Yang Jeongin, the fashionista, would help you.

"I probably have one for you," he stands and heads towards his room, beckoning you to follow him. You walk behind him and sit on his bed while he digs through his jewelry box.

"Try this one? It's a gift I got recently," he hands you the necklace. It's a silver necklace with a heart on it. He walks behind you and kneels on the bed. He pushes your hair over your shoulder gently then he puts the necklace over your head and clasps it in the back. He moves your hair back behind your shoulder and walks to the front.

"Mmm almost," He walks back over to his jewelry box and you use the opportunity to look down at the necklace. Upon further inspection you notice that it is actually a locket with some writing on it. You keep looking before can finally make out the words ‘Alexander McQueen’ on it and let out a gasp.

"Innie I-"

"Found it!" he exclaims, interrupting you and walking over to you with another necklace and doing the same thing again. This one he clasps on a tighter loop so it sits right in your Plender gap. It is too tight for you to be able to see.

"I hope you don't mind sporting me tonight with your friends," he laughs and you stand, walking over to the mirror to look at the necklace properly. It was another silver necklace with a small "J" pendant hanging on it. You smile and lightly touch the pendant.

"I love it," you grin at him through the mirror.

—2—

"Should I wear my hair up or down?" You ask aloud, not really to anyone in particular but more so to yourself.

"What did you say baby?" Jeongin asks from behind you, pulling one of his headphones off to hear you.

"I was just debating if I should wear my hair up or down today. This shirt is strapless so I feel like if I wear my hair up, it will be too much neck out," you reply holding your hair up in a ponytail with your hand.

"No such thing. Wear it up," he comments and pushes his headphones all the way off.

"You always say up," you comment and grab a claw clip anyways, twisting your hair and clipping it to your head. You pull a few face framing pieces out and look at yourself in the mirror. You take the clip out again, not completely sold on having your hair up.

"You have such pretty neck. I love when you have it out," he replies and stands up from the bed.

"I have a gift for you. I think this will be the perfect occasion," he says and walks towards the bathroom.

"Innie..." you start but he holds up a hand, stopping you from complaining about his constant gift giving.

He returns a few moments later with a box in his hands and stands behind you in the mirror.

"Close your eyes," you roll your eyes at his antics but oblige. You feel him sweep your hair over your shoulder, same as he has done a million times before, and then you feel the cool metal on your neck. You feel him press a gentle kiss to the nape of your neck the another to the side of your neck.

"Open," he whispers into your ear before placing another kiss in the junction of your shoulder and neck. You open your eyes and smile at yourself in the mirror.

It is a beautiful layered necklace and the color compliments the color of your top perfectly. He was right about this being a great finishing touch to the outfit. You bring your hand up to gently touch the metal and smile.

"You spoil me too much," you comment and he smiles, placing another kiss to the side of your neck.

—3—

"Please, I'll have to wake up so early tomorrow if you keep this up," you complain but Jeongin doesn't stop, he instead sucks harsher on the your neck, sure to leave the darkest mark of the night.

"I could just fuck you all night so you don't have to worry about waking up. You'll already be up," he shrugs at you and you try to wriggle your hands out of his grip. He has one hand clasping your wrists behind your back, the other on the back of your neck while you are straddling his lap.

"Keep wiggling like that and I really might," he groans under you and bucks up under you, his hard on pressing into your heat. You let out a moan at the contact and he finally releases your wrists.

"Don't make a promise you can't keep," you tease and lean forward to meet his lips, however, a hand on your throat stops you from making contact with his lips.

"Do you really think you are in a place to have such a smart mouth right now?" He leans forwards and you shrink a little bit at his intimidating gaze on yours. His grip on your neck tightens and he pulls you towards him, connecting your lips. He pulls away a few seconds later. He uses his grip on your neck to stand you up and he stands as well, pulling his pants down to his knees before sitting back down.

"Sit on my cock, baby," he commands you, his tone sweet and demanding at the same time. Who are you to not follow his directions? You straddle him again, your heat only centimeters from his cockhead and his impatience takes over. Both of his hands land on your hips and push you down, making you take all of him at once. The stretch burning but making you feel so good at the same time.

His hand finds its way to your neck again and he squeezes, causing your eyes to fall closed.

"Are you going to move or do I have to do all the work?" he asks and thrusts his hips into you lightly, causing you to groan. Your legs quiver at the movement. He gets easily impatient with you not moving and flips you both over on the couch so now you are under him.

"Useless. You can't even fuck yourself on a cock," he grunts at you and starts thrusting into you at a brutal pace. You find his hand above your head and guide it to your neck, making him smirk.

"Such a naughty girl," he grumbles at you but still wraps his hands around your throat, squeezing to stop your air flow as your eyes roll back into your head. He fucks you until your orgasm comes racking over you but then pulls out right after.

"Flip over. I'm not done with you," he demands and you stand to flip over but he grabs you, practically throwing you over the back of the couch then plummeting back into you again.

"F-fuck," you groan out as he sets another incredible pace. His hand wraps around your neck, pulling you back so your back is flush with his chest.

"I feel you clench around me every time I wrap my hands around this pretty neck. I think you might like this more than me," he groans into your ear then drops you, causing you to fall forward. His hand finds its way to the back of your neck as he keeps fucking you, holding you in place.

You know there would be countless hickeys and finger marks on your neck to cover the next day but you really couldn't care less.

[bruh-changbin]

pamplemousse

pairing: yang jeongin x afab reader

genre: smut + fluff (minors dni)

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

word count: 1.5k

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

you’ve always been impartial to mornings.

they’re so boring. 

and desolate.

and……. ugh.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[3raaaachachacha]

4:09 pm

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

Warnings: car sex, riding, swearing

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Bang chan 🐚

Show a little loving

Lee Minho 🐚

Talk to me

Seo Changbin 🐚

You're so pretty

Hwang Hyunjin 🐚

yes doctor

Han Jisung 🐚

what a waste

Lee Felix 🐚

Kim Seungmin 🐚

Yang Jeongin 🐚

[noisyquokka]

Piece of You

PAIRING - Jeongin x GN!Reader

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

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

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

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

“You ever wonder what our lives could be?”

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

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

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

You hum again, eyes spanning skyward. 

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

“Things could be so different, you know…” 

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

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

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

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

His expression softens, your words finally hitting him.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Sentimental Innie costs 40000.”

“You’re insane.”

He cracks a grin and shoots you a cheeky wink.

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

“And why don’t I get a discount?”

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

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

Nothing more needs to be said. 

You both know this is enough.

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

[soobnny]

ten things yang jeongin says when he thinks you’re asleep — fluff, established relationship, a bit of angst

chan | lee know | changbin | hyunjin | han | felix | seungmin | JEONGIN

one. i was thinking about you earlier. nothing in particular, just—who you are. and it made me wish i’d known you sooner. everything about my life right now is infinitely better now that you’re in it.

two. i’d give anything to stop time every moment that i’m with you.

three. i found my old diary when i went home today. i know, yes, i was an angsty teenage boy with a diary. i quickly went through it just to see what i wrote. ah, if you saw it, you’d definitely laugh. but… one entry caught my eye. it was from a few years ago and it was at a point of my life when i thought nobody could ever love me. not even in a romantic sense, just generally and i was praying to anyone who would listen that i’d find someone who’d understand. i’m glad i held on and didn’t break because a year later, i met you. funny how things turn out, right? i don’t even know why i’m telling you this. i just, i guess i just wanted to thank you for coming into my life. you’re the kind of person i always hoped i’d find.

four. i know i’m not the best at understanding emotions, but i feel them very deeply with you. please give me time. i promise i’ll get to know my feelings better.

five. seungmin told me earlier how i don’t say ‘i love you’ a lot. he’s right, but it’s only because i don’t want my expressions of love to be light. that’s why i don’t say it often because i don’t want it to be thrown around like that. i want to say it in important moments. but i find that i want to tell you that every day. i think it’s because every moment with you is important to me. so, please don’t think my words are empty when i say them too much. i promise it’s never light when i tell you i love you. i mean it. i mean it so much that sometimes it scares me.

six. do you know the exact moment i knew i was in love with you? i can still remember it clearly. it wasn’t anything crazy, in fact it was just an ordinary day. you were over at my dorm and we had been laughing at this romcom that just came out, and then i felt it. i felt it when i had looked at you, how i wouldn't mind doing this forever. i hope i can love you for the rest of my life.

seven. i always think back fondly of college because of you. it would've been hell if it wasn't with you.

eight. i was thinking earlier, about how fleeting life really is. i don't—i don't even know what triggered me to think about it. how someone could be alive one minute and then gone the next. i don't like that... i don't like how abrupt endings always are. i don't want any moment with you to be the last, god, i can't even bear the thought of losing you. ah, fuck, i'm crying. fuck, sorry. i just, please don't leave me. please don't let it happen to you. i know you have no control over it, but please, please, please. please.

nine. cheer up, darling. i know things don't look too good right now, but what if things just get better from now on? i promise that your efforts at healing are adding up, so just hold onto me for now. you will always have me to hold on to.

ten. you are the best thing that's ever been mine.

[chocotonez]

jeongin soft bf headcanons

a/n: I’m hungry, also thanks for requesting ily

warnings/genre: fluff, swearing, gender neutral reader but lmk if anything implies otherwise!! brief references to arguments but everything is all good

-such a cutie where do we begin

-spoils you carelessly, and then teases you for being a “sugar baby” even though the second he sees you look at something in the store he’s buying the entire stock

-squishes your cheeks and tends to baby you, always get so giggly when he does this but he pouts if you do it to him

-he luvs matching jewelry especially rings, so expect him to get you those

-always shares food with you, even absentmindedly, where he’s eating some pudding and suddenly his hand instinctively has the spoon in your face yknow?

-he’s not big on planning stuff unless it’s for important events like anniversaries, birthday, etc etc

-but he always tries to put effort into everything he does in your relationship because he really wants the two of you to work, and it can get a little overbearing at first until u tell him to relax ur not leaving him because he didn’t memorize your family tree starting from the Stone Age

-he tried tho. <3

-there are some rocky parts of your relationship, insecurities on both ends, miscommunications, but he always finds himself apologizing with you in his arms

-he always tries to talk to you with a clear head because he doesn’t want to say something he’ll regret

-he genuinely just does so much to avoid losing you and tries rlly hard to be the perfect boyfie and also I’m crying he’s so cute

-LOVES holding ur hand sm especially if your hand is smaller than his because tiny !! cute!!

-if you wear makeup he wants to help, really loves putting lip gloss/chapstick on you

-is always really kind and caring towards you, is considerate and tries to take into account your feelings in every situation

-constantly reminded of you

-backstage he saw a water bottle cap on the floor and started crying because he thought of you for some reason?? he had to face time u and u had to console the poor boy

-he adores seeing you in his clothes but even better……..he loves matching with you!!

-I don’t even like matching fits but anything for him istg

-sometimes just pauses and admires you and wonders how he got so lucky but he’ll never admit that

-he feels safe w you :) he expresses himself freely and gladly supports you doing the same in your relationship

-tiny miscellaneous gifts bevause he thought of you when he saw them

-always teasing you

-back hugs!!

-when he’s the big spoon sometimes he’ll just randomly like bear hug you and crush you in his arms because he thinks it’s funny lolol

-he’s honest with you tho, but he’s never hard on you. he’ll always praise your accomplishments and attempts

-but pls do the same for him he needs that affirmation :,)

-calls you when he’s on tour to wake you up for class/work

-just loves taking care of u

-okay I’m getting carried away but tldr loving boyfie with a wallet

[beautifulchris]

is he a drama lover?

wc: 0,3k

pairing: boyfriend!jeongin x gn!reader

summary: you’re trying a tiktok trend on your boyfriend

genres: fluff, established relationship!au

tw: fake drama

notes: based on the tiktok trend obviously; i'm reposting the works i posted while shadowbanned, please don't mind me

networks: @kflixnet @k-labels @whipped-kpop-creators

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This new Tik Tok trend was fun in your opinion and you needed to pass the time on this boring, rainy Sunday. You got up from the couch, where you were comfortably seated with Jeongin.

You excused yourself to the toilets, then after a few minutes, started acting like you were on the phone.

“She said WHAT?” you spoke a little loud, making sure to tingle your boyfriend’s curiosity. “No way?!”

Jeongin’s head passed through the bathroom door, his concerned look making you almost lose your focus. “You’re joking right now.”

“Who’re you speaking to?” he whispered, walking closer to you.

When he made an attempt to put his ear against your phone, you pushed him gently, mocking an outburst to mask the fact you were basically talking to no one.

“She said that about me?” you laughed dryly. “What else did she say? Tell me.”

“Tell us,” Jeongin stressed, now totally immersed in your made-up drama.

“Gosh, are you serious right now? She did not say that.”

“She did not say that,” he repeated in a tiny voice. “Who’s on the phone, baby?”

“You know what?” you continued, ignoring your boyfriend’s question. “I might just pay her a visit.”

“I’m getting the keys, where are we going?”

“I’ll show her!” you yelled before ‘hanging up’.

Jeongin followed you in the living room. When he got the keys and came back to you, you kissed his cheek and smiled.

“You’re such a drama lover.”

“What? Who said all that about you, baby?”

“No one,” you took the keys from his hand and put them back where they belonged.

Jeongin was looking at you with a puzzled expression. “Weren’t you on the phone mere seconds ago?”

You shook your head. “It was a prank, baby. I was bored.”

His pout was adorable. “I fell for it like a fool.”

“At least I know you’ll be there for me if it really happens.”

“Of course I will,” he gave you a hug, “but my revenge will be sweet.”

“Wait—”

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[hanjisick]

yandere!skz vs. eachother.

warning. this is not how i see the members of stray kids or how you should either. this is purely for entertainment purposes.

bang chan vs. changbin.

chan and changbin were close friends at first, before their other friend, jisung, started to bring you around. the two of you had started as lab partners and became good friends. once he introduced you to his best friends, it all went downhill.

it started as simply bickering over who would win you over, but eventually, things took a turn for the worse as the possessiveness became more intense.

neither of them are particularly violent. bang chan resorts to murder only when it’s completely necessary, meanwhile, changbin finds it exhausting to deal with cleaning up a murder and would rather remove you from the world.

while changbin is physically stronger than chan, he lacks the mindset to end someone’s life. as changbin began to isolate you from him, chan would eventually see him as a threat to his relationship with you.

felix vs. hyunjin

it was the perfect, drama-esque scenario. the popular handsome boy versus the kind and adorable one, both eager to win your attention and becoming friendly rivals.

but it was much less pretty than that.

the nights that you spent with hyunjin were filled with tears as he yelled at you for keeping felix’s number saved in your phone— he wanted you all to himself.

but little did hyunjin know, felix was right at the window, seething with rage and ready to jump at him any minute. both of you had underestimated his strength and sadistic nature.

he wouldn’t even try to hide hyunjin’s murder from you. he would do it that very moment, right in front of your very eyes. as you screamed, his smile only grew, blood splattering over the two of you.

seungmin vs. jeongin

you would’ve already been with seungmin for a couple of months when jeongin came into the picture. and as obsessed as seungmin was with you, he would still bend to your every command, one of which was hanging out with jeongin at least once a week.

the only problem was, any time you talked about seungmin to jeongin, his eyes would brim with tears.

“why don’t you just leave him already?” he would beg.

it gradually got worse over time, to the point in which jeongin would threaten to kill hurt himself if you stayed with seungmin any longer. you knew something needed to be done.

but you did the worst thing that you could’ve done. you confided in seungmin, telling him that you wish that jeongin would give you a break.

as always, seungmin bends to your every command— and would definitely give you a break from jeongin. a long one.

minho vs. jisung

anyone who crosses minho’s path is a poor, unfortunate soul. he would easily win amongst any of the members.

jisung had ruined minho’s plans, and that had served enough as an excuse to get rid of him.

minho hadn’t revealed himself to you yet, instead preferring to stalk over you and watch you move throughout your daily routines.

he would find any reason to eliminate anyone who crossed your path. whether they had made you too upset or too happy, if they had any significance to you, they were as good as dead.

so when jisung began to attach himself to you, it was a death wish. he barely had any time to truly spend with you before his eyeballs were mailed in a package to your doorstep as he watched the cameras he had placed around your house with a sickening grin, ready to hear your beautiful screams.

[yup-thats-me]

YANJ JEONG-IN/I.N

◇ mornings

↳ a normal morning with I.N

◇ valentine's with skz hc

[pufflix]

is he a drama lover?

wc: 0,3k

pairing: boyfriend!jeongin x gn!reader

summary: you’re trying a tiktok trend on your boyfriend

genres: fluff, established relationship!au

tw: fake drama

notes: based on the tiktok trend obviously; also my last post of the year! so happy holidays to everyone, take care🫶🏼

networks: @kflixnet @k-radio @k-labels

permanent tag list: @soobin-chois @badwithten​ send ask/dm/comment to be added!

This new Tik Tok trend was fun in your opinion and you needed to pass the time on this boring, rainy Sunday. You got up from the couch, where you were comfortably seated with Jeongin.

You excused yourself to the toilets, then after a few minutes, started acting like you were on the phone.

“She said WHAT?” you spoke a little loud, making sure to tingle your boyfriend’s curiosity. “No way?!”

Jeongin’s head passed through the bathroom door, his concerned look making you almost lose your focus. “You’re joking right now.”

“Who’re you speaking to?” he whispered, walking closer to you.

When he made an attempt to put his ear against your phone, you pushed him gently, mocking an outburst to mask the fact you were basically talking to no one.

“She said that about me?” you laughed dryly. “What else did she say? Tell me.”

“Tell us,” Jeongin stressed, now totally immersed in your made-up drama.

“Gosh, are you serious right now? She did not say that.”

“She did not say that,” he repeated in a tiny voice. “Who’s on the phone, baby?”

“You know what?” you continued, ignoring your boyfriend’s question. “I might just pay her a visit.”

“I’m getting the keys, where are we going?”

“I’ll show her!” you yelled before ‘hanging up’.

Jeongin followed you in the living room. When he got the keys and came back to you, you kissed his cheek and smiled.

“You’re such a drama lover.”

“What? Who said all that about you, baby?”

“No one,” you took the keys from his hand and put them back where they belonged.

Jeongin was looking at you with a puzzled expression. “Weren’t you on the phone mere seconds ago?”

You shook your head. “It was a prank, baby. I was bored.”

His pout was adorable. “I fell for it like a fool.”

“At least I know you’ll be there for me if it really happens.”

“Of course I will,” he gave you a hug, “but my revenge will be sweet.”

“Wait—”

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