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Reckless (4)
Pairing: Lee Know x Reader
Genre: Brothers Best Friend
Warning: Violence.. smut [18+ ONLY. MINORS DO NOT READ]
Word Count: 2.5k
Taglist: @hyunjinhoexxx @ovulatingrn @jisunglyricist @guiltycoco @fawnpeaks @purple-bell @caught-in-the-afterglow @ana-marais98 @rylea08 @astraystayastayastray @partyparty-yah @seungminsapuppy @chanbahng29
Part One | Part Two | Part Three |
“What to wear, what to wear.” You sigh, scanning the clothes in your closet. It had been a few days since Chan had asked you to go on a date and you immediately agreed. Jisung was happy for you, he wanted you to find someone you liked and who would treat you right and Chan was absolutely that guy.
You groan loudly, as you sit at your little makeup table, staring at yourself in the mirror. You sit in your bra and panties, glancing back at your closet, who knew it would be so fucking hard to pick an outfit? You had butterflies in your stomach as you did your make up, you were getting very excited to go on this date tonight.
Your bedroom door opens, making you gasp. Your arms try to hide your almost naked body, you look over at your door and see Minho standing there, leaning against the now closed door.
“What are you doing?” He asks.
“What do you want, Minho?” You ask, getting up, going back to your closet to grab your little black dress.
“Where are you going?” He asks. His eyes trail up and down your body as you slip on the dress, it hugs your body in all the right spots.
“On a date.” You smile, grabbing a pair of heels.
“With who?” He scoffs.
“With Chan.”
“You're seriously going to go out with him?” Minho asks, pushing himself off the door, walking towards you. You can see the anger and jealousy in his eyes.
“Yeah I am. And why do you care?” You ask. “Didn't you tell me to stay away from you? And here you are barging into my room. Not to mention, you're going out with Maya.”
“I like her.” He mumbles. “And I can't stay away from you.” He whispers. His face makes you wonder how much truth there was to that.
“Well I like Chan.” You say. and you did. But you were in love with Minho.
He chuckles as he walks closer to you, he reaches out, the tips of his fingers caressing your cheek. Your eyes close without hesitation at the feel of his touch. It had been days, you missed him so fucking much but you knew you shouldn't.
He moves closer, the palm of his hand cupping your cheek. You lean into it, you can't help it. He moves his face closer to yours, his lips hovering right by yours, you can feel his breath on your face.
“He can't make you feel like I can.” He whispers, crashing his lips to yours. You fall into the kiss, it quickly goes from passionate to sloppy, your mouths moving against each other as he shoves his tongue down your throat. His hands roam your body, slipping into the waist of your panties, moving down between your slit. Your knees buckle as his finger gently rubs your clit, pulling your body in closer to him.
“Please.” You whimper. “I need more.” You breathe. This man. You could not resist him, no matter what was happening in your life or who was in your life, it would always be him and you needed to accept that.
“What do you need from me, baby?” He whispers in your ear. Just as you were about to tell him, his phone began to ring. He pulls it from his pocket, seeing the name, he pulls his hand from your panties.
“Hey Maya.” He says, clearing his throat. “Shit. I'm sorry, I got distracted.” He says. You walk away from him, adjusting your dress as you finish doing your makeup.
“I'll be right there.” He says, hanging up the phone.
You glance at your phone, seeing a text from Chan.
[7:48pm From: Chan] I'm here, coming to the door for you.
You quickly finish up, as Minho hangs up his call, you slip your shoes on. “We'll finish this later.” He whispers in your ear.
“Enjoy your date with your girlfriend.” You snap, leaving him alone in your room. You hated that he made you feel like this. You raced down the stairs, the door was already open and Jisung stood there talking to Chan.
“You guys have fun tonight.” Jisung smiles as Chan hands you a small bouquet of flowers.
“They're beautiful, thank you.” You smile, smelling them.
“Here, I'll put them in a vase for you. You get going, you crazy kids.” Jisung laughs. You give him a weird look, it was strange to see him acting like that. Chan holds out his hand and you take it, he takes you out to his car, opening the passenger door for you. You slide in, buckling yourself up as he walks over to the driver's side.
The entire drive the two of you talked. There were no awkward silences, he had you laughing hard as he drove to the restaurant. It was honestly a great start to the date. The two of you walk into the restaurant, being taken to your seats immediately. The two of you sit down, you order a glass of wine and then two people are sat to your left. You look over and have to do a double take. Why the fuck were Minho and Maya here?
You groan and roll your eyes, trying to focus on Chan.
“You okay?” He asks.
“Yeah. It's nothing.” You smile. He reaches across the table, grabbing your hand. He rubs his thumb over your wrist as he smiles at you.
“What are you studying in school?” He asks.
“Psychology.” You say. “It's making me go crazy.” You laugh.
“What about you? What do you do?” You ask Chan.
“I'm actually taking a lot of Mechanical training. I love cars so I figured why not? I'd like to eventually open my own shop.” He smiles.
“That's so awesome.” You grin. You hear a scoff from across the way. You turn to look, Minho is staring right at you, while Maya quietly sits there, waiting for him to pay attention to her.
“I'm just going to use the bathroom.” You say, getting up from your chair and walking to the bathroom.
You come out of the bathroom and see Minho standing against the wall, his arms crossed and head down. Until he hears the door close.
“What are you doing here?” You snap.
“I could ask you the same thing.” Minho says.
“I didn't pick the place. Chan did.” You say. Minho laughs.
“Not surprising, this is where we all take our dates. Especially if we know they're going to give it up at the end of the night.”
“What?” You scoff.
“Is that what you're gonna do, Y/N? You gonna fuck him tonight?” He asks. You can feel the rage burning through your body as you move closer to him.
“If I do fuck him, it'll be none of your business. At least he's not afraid to be in public with me.” You snap.
“I'm not afraid to be in public with Maya.” He smiles.
“Fuck you, Minho. Leave me and Chan alone.” You spit, walking away from him. The waiter stood at your table when you arrived back. You quickly picked something from the menu, trying to focus only on your date with Chan. That was proving harder to do as you could feel Minho's eyes on you the whole time. You could see that Chan noticed it as he glanced towards Minho and you. You tried to keep your eyes on Chan the whole time but he saw the strange amount that Minho stared at you.
After dinner and drinks, you and Chan were in his car and he was driving you home.
“Can I ask you something?” He asks you.
“Of course.”
“Is there something going on with you and Minho?” He asks.
Your stomach sinks. Yes. No? Did you tell him you occasionally fucked and you were in love with you but he was an asshole who refused to acknowledge it? How did you explain this?
“No.” You say. “I think he's just protective. cause he's Jisung's best friend.”
“He stared at you almost all night.” Chan says, tuning down your street.
“I'm not sure what to tell you.” you half chuckle as he parks in front of your house. You open your door, Chan gets out too. He walks you to your door, the two of you facing each other.
“Thank you for tonight.” You smile. “I had a wonderful time.”
“So did I. And I'm sorry.. for the questions.” he sighs.
“It's okay. I know it was strange.” You laugh. He looks at you, raising his hand and placing it on your cheek, your mind flashes to before the date, Minho’s hand touching you in the same place. Chan leans in gently pressing his lips to yours. You kiss him back, his lips moving against yours. The door swings open, Jisung gags at the site. You giggle as you pull away from Chan, thanking him again before walking inside and he goes back to his car.
“I'm going out with Jisoo. I'll be back later.. maybe tomorrow.” Jisung chuckles, waving to you as he walks away. With nothing else to do, and it already being 11pm, you decided to go to bed. You get changed and crawl under the covers, only for your phone to ring. You look at it, it's a text from Chan.
[11:16pm From Chan]: Brunch tomorrow? I'll pick you up at 10? 😊
[11:17pm To Chan]: Brunch sounds wonderful, see you then!
You put your phone down, getting all snuggled into bed. You were almost asleep when you heard your door creak open. You ignore it, pretending to be asleep. There's a dip in the bed, a body now snuggled up next to you.
“I know you're not sleeping.” He whispers.
“I'm trying too.” you say.
“I'm sorry, baby.” He groans, grinding his crotch into your ass.
“Sorry for what this time?” You ask, sitting up, sighing.
“For everything I said earlier. I don't know what the fuck is wrong with me. Please forgive me, Y/N.” He whispers. He was your weak spot. This entire man knew how to get you to cave, barely even lifting a finger.
“What about Maya?” You ask. He sits up, crawling in front of you.
“Don't talk about her.” He whispers. He leans in to kiss you, laying you back with his lips still attached to yours. He slides your shirt up with his hand, cupping your now bare breast. He rolls your hard nipple between his fingers as you gasp, grinding yourself up onto him.
“Are you needy baby?” He whispers.
“Just for you.” You pant, desperately needing more.
Minho pulls off your shorts, running his fingers between your slit, grazing your clit, making you moan. He does it again and again, making your clit throb. You could feel your entire body heating up as he began to gently play with your clit, as he kissed up and down your neck. You can feel his hard cock against your leg, he grinds against you as he rubs your clit faster. He goes in for a kiss, sloppily slipping his tongue in and out of your mouth as he moves his fingers from your clit. He gets off of you, prying your legs open as he licks a long strip up your already soaked pussy. You could feel your juices seep out of you as he sucks your clit, flicking it with the tip of his tongue.
“I'm so fucking close.” You pant, grabbing your tits.
Minho removes his mouth from you, Undoing his pants. “I need you to cum on my cock.” He grunts, pulling his pants down to let himself spring free, his tip dripping with precum. He pulls you closer to him, holding your legs up as he slowly pushes his cock inside you.
“Fuck.” You groan, tightening your cunt around him. He lets go of your legs, laying on top of you, face to face as he slowly thrusts into you. He kisses your neck, collarbone, moving down until he takes a nipple in his mouth, sucking as he begins to pick up his pace.
“Please.” You beg. “Please give me more.
Minho chuckles as he sits up, harshly thrusting his cock into you. “So fucking tight.” He groans. “I'm the only one that can make you feel this way.” He pants. “This is my pussy.”
“Yes, yes, fuck its yours.” You cry out. Minho reaches down, rubbing your swollen bud, making you twitch.
“Say my name.” He grunts, ramming his cock into you.
“Minho.. fuck.” You cry out
“Again.”
“Minho.. I'm gonna cum.. fuck Minho.” You scream, your orgasm taking control of your body. Minho grunts as he moves faster, his impending orgasm right behind yours. You keep moaning loudly as he pounds into you until he finally cums, thrusting his cock into you even deeper than before, spilling his seed inside you, throwing his head back as he works through his high.
Minho pants as he pulls his cock from inside you. You lay there huffing, trying to catch your breath as he buckles his pants back up. He helps you up so you can go to the bathroom. Once you are done cleaning yourself up, you head back into your bedroom only to find an empty room. You can't help but feel used at the fact that he fucked you and left. You crawled into bed, quickly falling asleep. You fell asleep so fast, you missed hearing the creak of your door opening again, and the voice whispering “I'm sorry.”
The next morning you're finishing getting ready when you hear the doorbell ring. You rush downstairs, opening the door to see a handsome Chan standing there.
“Good morning.” He smiles.
“Morning!” You grin. “Do you mind waiting like 5 minutes? I just need to finish up.”
“Sure! No problem. I'll be right here.” He smiles. You run back upstairs to finish your last minute things. You were rushing around your room, too busy to hear the footsteps of someone else going downstairs.
“Chan.” Minho says, greeting him.
“Minho.” Chan responds. He's fighting the urge to ask Minho the question. He wants to, but he's unsure if he wants to hear the answer. “Can I ask you something?” He blurts out.
“What?”
“Are you fucking around with Y/N?” Chan asks. “You stared at her for almost our entire date last night.”
“So?” Minho asks. “Ask her.”
“I did. She denied it. But I don't believe it.” Chan says.
“What does it matter if I say yes or no? Either way she'll never be yours.” Minho chuckles.
“What's that supposed to mean?”
“It means that she comes to me no matter what. She can't stay away from me, it won't matter if you're her boyfriend or her husband, she'll always run back to me.” He says, patting Chan on the chest.
“She deserves better than you.” Chan laughs. “You're using her. Keeping her as a secret as your own person cock warmer, right?”
Minho sees nothing but red. He lunges for Chan, fist raised, punching him in the face, knocking him back. You come down the stairs just as Chan hits Minho back.
“What the fuck are you two doing!?”
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↳ ❝ ¡OLDER BROTHER SKZ CONFRONTING YOU ABOUT YOUR RELATIONSHIP! ❞
Ot8 x gn reader
Genre - fluff, crack
An - sorry for not posting for so long. I've had bad wrirers block and have just been able to start stuff. I will be posting more often, so look out for that. Specifically poating this for that adorable anon. Please reblog if you enjoyed it
Taglist - @karma1289 @jaerisdiction @softpinkrosie
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♡ Sexual Themes I Feel Stray Kids Get Associated With ♡
Authors Note: So I’ve read enough smut from other blogs all over Tumblr that I feel like I started to see certain themes with each member reoccurring on Tumblr. Maybe it’s just certain blogs that keep pumping out the same type of content and I just haven’t noticed it’s the same blog. Anyways, I still thought this would be a fun thing to do, let me know if you agree or disagree with me. I’d love to know what kinks other people on Tumblr associate with certain members. One last thing, kinda hate how I set this up but can’t really change it now. Sorry if some of the sections aren’t as detailed as others, not all these kinks are things I’m generally comfortable with writing. Not uncomfortable with them, but just not necessarily stuff I’m into lol.
Contains: Sexual Themes/Smut, Minors DNI, Each section has a kink in front of it, if you're not comfortable reading that kink just skip over that section :)
Smut Below the Cut
Bang Chan - Breeding Kink
I’ve learned Tumblr in general is OBSESSED with breeding kinks but I’m pretty sure Chan has this topic come up in his stories the most. I think him giving off the biggest dad vibes of the group makes us associate him with this kink. Alright so just imagine him coming home to fuck you after a long day of work. He loves to take you from behind so he can watch his cock go in and out of you as your body reacts with each thrust. “Please babe just let me cum in you just this once,” he wines out. You were too fucked out for rational thoughts, “I need your cum, Chris, please fill me.” He grips your hips hard, thrusts growing sloppy after hearing your words, his high rapidly approaching. With a grunt, he releases into you, his warm cum coating your walls. After calming down from his orgasm, he pulls out slowly, trying to prevent any cum from spilling out. He uses his finger to push anything that threatens to spill out back in, he can’t let a single drop go to waste.
Lee Know - BDSM/Hard Dom
Minho is rough in bed, or at least that’s what everyone thinks. After a particularly rough day at work, he comes home just to release his pent-up frustration on you. He stands in front of you, his eyes staring intensely into yours, silently asking for permission. Next thing you know he’s pulling you off the couch and dragging you to the bedroom, roughly pushing you to the bed. He wraps his hand around your throat, squeezing it gently to let you know he’s in charge tonight. If you even tried to be a brat for a second he would flip you over onto his lap and deliver a hard blow to your ass. He would rub it for a second, to help lessen the initial sting, before smacking it again and again until you apologize. He’d love having you a sobbing mess while you beg for his cock and forgiveness. He could never turn down his baby when you look and sound like that.
Changbin - Size Kink/Bulge Kink
Honestly never really thought about a size kink being a thing until I started reading it on Tumblr recently, but yeah Changbin definitely has it. While he knows he might not be the tallest, his muscles and cock make up for it. He’d have you laying on the bed, his tip teasing your entrance, “I know your pussy can fit my huge cock,” he’d say in a low voice. You push your hips forward in response, desperate to feel him stretch your tight pussy. He starts slow, just wetting his tip, the stretch from that alone has you crying out. “Fuck Changbin your so big.” He hovers over you as he pushes himself in deeper, you watch as his biceps flex by your face. Little moans leave your mouth as you welcome the pain and pleasure of having him stretch you. “Almost there baby, just a little bit more. I know you can take it.” Once fully inside, he wouldn’t be able to take his eyes off that little budge he sees in your tummy with each thrust.
Hyunjin - Public Sex
I love the idea of public sex, but Hyunjin and public sex? Chef’s kisses. Hyunjin will gladly fuck his partner whenever and wherever he wants. Some of the places he’s fucked you include a changing room, the hiking trail, the back of a train, oh and don’t forget the time the two of you got stuck in an elevator. You often find yourself wearing skirts and dresses, not because it’s necessarily your style, but because it makes this fun you two have so much easier. This time it was in the movie theater, he purchased the two of you those fancy vip seats your theater has, seats big enough to allow you to sit comfortably on his lap during the movie. You brought a blanket with you to the theater as well, most people would assume you did this because of how cold the theater always was but that's not why you have it. You sat on Hyunjin’s lap, settling the blanket on top before doing anything else. Slowly, he undoes his pants and pulls out his cock, he gave it a couple tugs before he lifts you up onto it. You did your best to not make any noise as you sink down onto him. The theater was for the most part empty, but there were still a couple people near the front of the theater. He slowly but sloppily thrusts into you, careful to not make any noise.
Han - Somnophlia/Freeuse
Tumblr really thinks Jisung is just a super horny perv. Like when this boy wants you, he will have you no matter what. Don’t worry though, you guys have a system to let him know when you’re willing to have sex. You put on that one shirt that gives him the signal he needs before starting to doze off on the couch. Jisung comes home after a long day of practice and all he wants to do is sink his cock into your pussy and forget all about his worries. He looks at you on the couch, you're sleeping in nothing but your shirt and panties, bare legs exposed. He pulls his cock out before hovering over your sleeping form. He slides his cock between your thighs, slowly rutting his hips. Gentle moans slip past his lips, he keeps up a steady pace as he indulges in pleasure. His moans turn to high-pitched whines the closer he gets to his high, the sounds from his mouth cause you to start to stir. You wake up to see Jisung over your body, sweat on his brow and his lip red from biting it. His thrusts pick up as his orgasm takes over, warm sticky cum covering your thighs.
Felix - Cock Warming/Premature Cumming
I probably read the most Felix smut, I couldn’t just pick one theme for him. With cockwarming, it’s always while he’s busy gaming. He’s deprived you of attention for too long, even after all your attempts to pull him away from the screen he just won’t budge. You couldn’t handle waiting any longer so you decided to help yourself. “Felix, keep playing your game, just trust me,” He nods in response, his eyes still glued to the screen. You reach out to rub his member through his pants, you can feel him grow hard rapidly. You try to tug with sweats down, he lifts his hips up to aid you in taking his pants off, getting desperate to feel more. You remove your sweatpants and panties before straddling his lap, careful to not block his view of the game. You sink down onto him, you can feel him tense up for a second before continuing his game. You sit on his cock happily for the next few minutes while he finishes several more rounds in his game, satisfied you can finally feel full. Felix eventually starts to grow desperate for more, quickly losing interest in his game. His hands move from his keyboard to your hips before he thrusts up into you. He takes in all the precious sounds that leave your mouth, enjoying everything just a little too much. Unfortunately, he reaches his high a bit sooner than he’d like, your pussy just feels too damn good. Don’t worry though, he would never leave you unsatisfied.
Seungmin - Perv!Seungmin
I feel like I’ve seen this theme with him quite a bit, I’ve seen it with Han as well but possibly just a smidge more with Seungmin. Tumblr Stays seem to like to make this man absolutely obsessed with you. Some things he does include following you around, gifting you teddy bears with hidden cameras, and stealing your panties. He’s not always a full perv though, he’s also your best friend that you’d trust with your life. What Seungmin doesn’t know is that you know exactly every little pervy thing he does, you only act like you don’t know what he’s doing. Knowing this, you sometimes like to tease him. Some things you do include changing while he’s around, asking for his opinion on which set of lingerie you should buy, and slowly grinding against him while you sit in his lap. Imagine sitting on his lap as you two watch a show together, his arms wrapped around your waist as he buries his face into your hair. He’d be doing his best to hold in his moans while you shift on his lap, trying not to give away how much he’s enjoying everything. There was honestly no point in him holding in his moans, it’s not like you couldn’t feel his rock-hard cock against your ass. After a bit too much teasing, he eventually cums into his pants, a whisper-like moan slips past his lips with his orgasm. You pretend you didn’t know what just happened as he suddenly pushes you off his lap, excusing himself to the restroom.
I.N - Loud Sex/Exhibitionism
Being the baby member, Jeongin feels like he’s got something to prove to everyone, he wants to show off how much of a man he has become. One of the ways he does that is by making you scream and moan so loud during sex that all of the members nearby can hear it. One night, you were invited for a movie night while a couple of the other boys were at the dorm. After the boys ruthlessly teased Jeongin for having a partner, he decided he had enough. He picks you up off the couch and carries you to his room, slamming the door behind him. He rips off your clothes before ravishing your body. He sucks on your neck, leaving perfect little bruises, hoping the members would get to see you marked up later. One of his hands travels down to draw little circles on your clit, his other grabs your breast and pinches your nipple. You tried to hold in your moans, but your whole body felt overstimulated with pleasure. Jeongin whispers in your ear, “Don’t hold back your moans baby girl, let’s let them know how good I can make you feel.”
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Stray Kids Tattoo Artist AU Imagines! (fem!reader)
Part Two - (NSFW/ 18+/ MDNI) 🔞
*disclaimer: none of these edits or tattoos are mine, i found them all on pinterest*
TW: inappropriate flirting with/from professional artists (sexual harassment is a real thing kids, respect your artists and they’ll respect you!) partial nudity, consensual touching and groping, them asking you out, praise, suggestive remarks, pet names (honey, sweetheart, angel, love, baby, good girl,) needles, mentions of food (CB,) hand holding (F,) mentions of grief and lost loved ones (I.N)
Bangchan: Chest
You knew Bangchan from a friend of a friend. You had spoken to each other a few times at a couple of parties, and when he told you he was a tattoo artist, you immediately checked out his artwork. He was really good, so after a while you decided to book an appointment and get something you had always wanted: a red rose on your chest.
It was going well so far, you were wearing a strapless bra so the nudity wasn’t an issue, but as he got lower and lower tattooing the stem, you noticed him getting tense and rigid.
“Are you okay, Chan?” you asked him as he was reloading the ink.
He perked up in surprise. “I’m supposed to be the one asking you that.” he chuckled.
“It’s just… you seem nervous.” you remarked, leaning closer to him. “Am I making you uncomfortable?”
“No, it’s not you…” he shook his head frantically, shooting you an apologetic smile. “I just…” He glanced around the room, avoiding your gaze for a moment. “Okay, I’m gonna tell you a secret, but you have to promise not to laugh.” he demanded, eyes locking back in on yours.
You crossed your heart. “I promise.”
He sighed. “Okay. You’re the first girl I’ve ever tattooed.”
You did as you promised and didn’t laugh, but your mouth did fall open a bit in surprise. “Really?”
He nodded, chuckling uncomfortably. “Yeah… We don’t get a lot of pretty girls in here. It’s mostly bikers, gym bros, and playboys.”
You blushed, smirking slightly. “You think I’m pretty?”
His eyes widened. “I mean… yeah? You’re gorgeous, which makes me even more nervous. And the fact that your tattoo is in the… you know, cleavage area, it’s just… a bit hard to relax I suppose. I’m sorry, this is so unprofessional of me.”
“No, it’s okay, I understand…” you reassured him. “Are you… unsure of where to put your hands?”
His eyes shifted in hesitation, then looked you in the eye once again. He nodded meekly.
“Here…” you suggested, reaching for his left wrist. You placed his hand along your breast, allowing him to touch it. “You can grip onto it, it’s okay.”
He gulped, then did as you asked. He winced, then reached for his tattoo gun with his dominant hand. “Okay, thank you. I feel a lot better now.” he lied through his teeth. Here you were allowing him to touch such a private area out of kindness for his artistry, and yet it only made him more nervous. He supposed it was because he had harbored such a massive crush on you since the day he met you, and when you approached him for a tattoo, it made his heart stop. But he shouldn’t have been bringing those feelings into his tattoo studio. This was his job, he told himself.
“Hey, Chan…” you interrupted his thoughts, placing your fingers delicately along his jaw. He looked up at you, his eyes sparkling with curiosity. You smiled warmly at him. “I asked you to do my tattoo because you’re really talented, I trust you, and I really like you. You don’t have to be nervous.”
He grinned appreciatively. Hearing you say that did calm him down a bit, and gave him the confidence to continue. “Thank you, Y/N. Alright, let’s finish this rose. It’s going to look so good on you.”
He didn’t know how he was going to contain himself after this, seeing you walk around with his art on your chest that he put there himself. He was going to have to muster up the courage to ask you out before someone else did. But for right now, all he was focused on was giving you the best tattoo he’d ever done.
Lee Know: Collarbone
He slid your sweater down to look over your collarbone, grinning approvingly as he took it in. “Oh yeah, this vine is going to look so sick.”
You giggled, finding yourself attracted to his confidence. Something about a man who took pride in his craft just drove you wild. Almost wild enough to forget how nervous you were.
He seemed to notice your uneasiness, backing away a bit. “Hey, are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m just a bit anxious…” you explained, brushing some of your hair behind your ear.
“Why are you anxious? It’s just a tattoo.” he chuckled.
“Well, that’s easy for you to say.” you laughed, gesturing to his tattoos. He had one along his neck and another along his left hand trailing up his wrist. They were beautiful, and you wondered how much they had hurt.
“Oh, I get it…” he concluded, folding his arms over his chest and leaning back with a smirk. “This is your first tattoo, isn’t it?”
Your eyes widened in shock. “How did you..?”
“You just have ‘the look.’ Everyone getting their first tattoo has a certain look to them.” he explained nonchalantly. “But sweetheart, you have nothing to worry about. It’s gonna hurt a bit, but I’m sure you’ll be okay. You seem pretty tough.”
You grinned at his compliment, feeling your cheeks heat up a bit. “I do?”
He nodded in confirmation. “Of course you do. And even if you can’t take it, we can stop whenever you want. There’s no shame in it.”
You smiled at his reassurance, gaining a sudden determination. “Alright, let’s do this!”
“Atta girl…” he praised, patting your knee encouragingly. “Okay, let’s get started…”
Changbin: Back
You laid out on your stomach, completely topless save for the pasties over your nipples. He had given you the option to just unclip your bra, but you wanted him to have as much space to work with as he needed.
He rolled his chair over to you and began prepping his tools. “Alright honey, this is gonna take about five hours. You sure you’re up for this?”
You smirked at him over your shoulder. “I can handle it.”
He grinned approvingly. “That’s what I like to hear. Alright, let’s get started.”
The outline was a little painful, but it was honestly quite an interesting sensation. It actually felt kind of good, pumping up your adrenaline as he drug the needle along your skin.
He placed a hand delicately on your shoulder. “How’s that feeling so far? You need a break?”
You shook your head with a chuckle. “No, I’m actually feeling pretty good. Is that weird?”
He laughed lightheartedly, continuing on with his work. “No, not at all. I feel the same way about tattoos. Maybe… you just kind of like pain? Have you ever thought about that?”
You gulped, trying to contain yourself. Something about your hunky tattoo artist asking you if you liked the pain he was inflicting on you made you flustered.
You laughed awkwardly. “I don’t know, maybe? I guess I just have a pretty good tolerance.”
“You do. You’re doing such a good job. I’m proud of you.” he smiled, running a hand along the curve of your spine. “Forgive me if this sounds inappropriate, but you have a really nice back. These wings are going to suit you so well.”
You grinned, feeling your cheeks heat up at his compliment and praise. “Thank you… I can’t decide if they look more like angel wings or fairy wings.”
“Either way, they’re beautiful. After all, I designed them.” he chuckled cockily. “Say, um… you’re going to need a pretty big meal after this, and it’ll be around dinner time when we get done… Do you maybe wanna get some food together? There’s a really good chicken place down the street, I’d love to take you there.”
You looked over at him affectionately. “Yeah, I’d like that. Are you sure you wanna spend that much time with me?”
“Of course. I’m all yours for the night, angel.”
Hyunjin: Hip
When your artist walked out into the waiting area to come greet you with a cute smile, you seriously questioned that he was it. He looked much too angelic and sweet to be a tattooist. But when you got into his studio, he took off his flannel and tied it around his waist, revealing a sick arm sleeve that went up his neck.
“Wow…” you marveled, forgetting yourself for a moment.
He smirked, glancing over at you in the chair. “Pardon?”
You shook your head, grounding yourself once again. “Sorry, I meant… I really like your tattoos.”
“Thank you, I really appreciate that.” he grinned, getting his tools ready. “I designed the sleeve myself and had a colleague tattoo it for me. I’m really happy with it.” He walked over to his table and picked up the print, bringing it over to you. “Are you happy with your design? We can tweak a few things if you like.”
You looked it over, then shook your head with an approving smile. “No, it’s perfect. You did a great job.”
“Awh, I haven’t even done the tattoo yet, and you’re already praising me…” he chuckled, sitting down in his chair in front of you. He suddenly placed his hands on your thighs. “Alright, first things first, these cute little shorts are gonna have to come off.”
Your eyes widened. “Like, all the way?”
He laughed at your nervousness. “Well, I don’t want you to have to hike them up the whole time, and I’m not going to be able to hold them either.”
You shifted uncomfortably in your chair. “Okay…”
“Hey, don’t be shy…” he reassured you with a warm smile, patting your knee. “Tattoos are always an intimate process no matter where they are. Trust me, I’ve tattooed people in much weirder places. You have nothing to worry about.”
You grinned appreciatively. Knowing that he wasn’t uncomfortable with it at all made you feel a bit better. “Okay, can you just… turn around for a second?”
“Of course. Let me know when you’re ready.” he replied, turning back to his table.
You then removed your shorts and sat back down in your chair. “Alright, I’m good.”
He turned back to you, his eyes not lingering any longer than they needed to. He was completely focused on the task at hand, which you somehow found even more attractive than if he was gawking at you.
“Okay, let’s lean your chair back…” he suggested, placing a hand over your décolletage to steady you as he adjusted the chair. You held your breath at the sudden contact, feeling your heartbeat quicken. Were you really developing a crush on your tattoo artist?
“Okay, do you trust me?” he asked, suddenly leaning into your face with such intensity that it made you freeze. God, he was so beautiful, his features looked like they were sculpted out of marble.
You nodded with a tiny grin. “I trust you.” Damn, this was going to be a long session…
Han: Thigh
You tapped your heels on the floor anxiously. Han Jisung was one of the best tattoo artists in the area, and you had somehow managed to book an appointment with him. Luckily your best friend Chan had connections, but you had never met him in real life, or even seen a picture of him. You followed him on instagram, but he only ever posted about tattoos or his artwork.
Suddenly, the curtains opened, and a handsome man with blonde hair, piercings, and a neck tattoo walked in. “Y/N?” he asked, pointing to you with a grin.
“That’s me. Are you…?” you asked, pointing back at him.
“Han Jisung.” he answered you, extending his hand for you to shake. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
“The pleasure’s all mine, I’m a huge fan of your work!” you giggled, feeling yourself getting flustered. “I still can’t believe I got a session with you.”
“Awh thank you, I appreciate anyone who likes my art.” he smiled cutely, brushing some of his hair back nervously. You couldn’t believe how adorable he was. You were expecting some huge, burly guy with a scary face and scars all over his body. He also seemed very humble, not at all aware that he was one of the most in-demand tattooists in the city. “Chan said you were a good friend of his, and I owed him a favor anyway, so I’m happy I can do this for you.”
“Yeah, I didn’t even know he knew you… he said you guys went to art school together?” you inquired, compelled to find out more about this mystery artist in front of you.
He chuckled, walking over to his table. “Yeah, we go way back. Actually, the design I pulled for you was one I did back when I was in school.” He sifted through some papers, then pulled out the print, brandishing it to you. “What do you think?”
You stared blankly at it, mouth agape. “Oh my god, it’s perfect! You did this in school?”
He laughed at your praise, and you swore you saw his cheeks tinge a shade of light pink. “Yeah, I did… You said you wanted something delicate and natural, but a little sexy. Does this fill all the requirements?”
“Um, yeah?” you replied, questioning why he even needed to ask that. “It’s amazing, Han. Can I call you that?”
“You can call me whatever you want, whenever you want.” he grinned flirtatiously. He then shook his head at himself in disbelief. “Sorry, that was so cheesy...”
“Are you flirting with me?” you teased, crossing your arms with a smirk.
“No, of course not, that would be inappropriate…” he laughed anxiously, rolling his chair up in front of you. “Now, can I map out where you want it?” He was clearly desperate to change the subject.
Although you enjoyed flustering him, you were here for a reason. You nodded, leaning back to give him space.
He placed a hand delicately along your bare thigh, hiking up your shorts a bit. He ran his fingers along the smooth skin, mapping out the placement with his fingers. He suddenly groped the soft flesh, looking up at you intensely. “Is right here okay?”
Now it was your turn to get flustered. “Yeah, that’s good…”
He smirked, rolling back over to his tool cart. “Alright Y/N, let’s give you this delicately sexy tattoo.” This was clearly going to be a challenge as to who could tease the other the most, and you were totally up for it.
You smiled mischievously to yourself. Game on, Han Jisung.
Felix: Hand
Even with all his dark tattoos, Felix looked way too cute to be a tattoo artist. You had seen his freckled face on instagram, but part of you always questioned whether or not that was really him. But now, he was standing right in front of you, and you couldn’t deny how beautiful he was in real life. He somehow looked even more unreal in person.
“Okay Y/N, can I see your hand?” he asked, reaching out for it.
Your eyes widened. “Hm?”
“For the print, love.” he giggled at your shock.
“Oh, yeah…” you remembered the plot, placing your hand softly in his. He studied it, tracing the pads of his fingers along the curves of your knuckles and wrist before placing the print overtop of them.
He adjusted the edges and then peeled off the backing. “Do you like that?”
“What?” you asked, previously being lost in a trance from the feeling of your hand in his.
“Do you like this placement?” he chuckled patiently. He was seemingly very amused at your wandering mind.
You nodded frantically, laughing at yourself anxiously. “Yeah it looks good.” Get it together, Y/N… you thought to yourself.
“Good...” he grinned, leaning forward to look you in the eyes. “Now, the hands are very sensitive, see?” He began running his thumb along the back of it, then holding it up and running his fingers along the palm. “You can feel every touch.” He squeezed your hand tightly, making your cheeks heat up. “Do you want to hold onto my shoulder with your other hand while I do this?”
“Y-yes… That would be nice…” you stuttered out, slowly reaching forward. You lightly placed your hand on his tattooed shoulder, glancing over the artwork. “You have really nice shoulders… I mean, tattoos…”
His nose scrunched up as he smiled at you once again, glad that he was flustering you so much. You were so adorable to him, he couldn’t help teasing you. “Thank you, love. Don’t be afraid to squeeze, I promise you won’t hurt me. I can take a lot of pain.”
You could’ve sworn he winked as he said that, but you were quickly distracted by the hum of his tattoo gun. You instinctively gripped onto his shoulder, prompting him to look you in the eyes once again. “Are you ready for me?”
You gulped, suddenly so aware of how intimate of a position you were in. You had gotten several tattoos before, there was no reason for you to feel as nervous as you were. Felix was single-handedly the most bold tattoo artist you’d ever had, not to mention the most good-looking. God, he was going to be the death of you. “Yes, I’m ready for you, Felix.”
He smirked, eyes narrowing and darkening in approval. “Alright, let’s go then.”
Seungmin: Ribcage
Your breath hitched in your throat as your tall, inked up artist walked back into the room. Clad in a v-neck shirt, his shoulder tattoos were on full display, as well as the one down his temple. This man clearly had a high tolerance for pain, which only made you more attracted to him. How the hell were going to get through this appointment with him?
“Alright, I’ve got the prints right here…” he explained, setting them down on the table. “Can you stand up for me?”
You nodded, quickly rising up as he had asked.
“Wow, obedient…” he chuckled, making you swallow hard. He placed his hands on your shoulders, pushing you forward slightly. He ghosted his hand over the hem of your crop top. “Can I…?”
“Yeah, go right ahead.” you grinned, relaxing in his hold.
He glanced over your shoulder as he lifted your shirt up to reveal your ribcage, still covering your nipple with the shirt. He brought his free hand around to run his fingers along the space under your breast. “So you’re thinking right here?”
You made eye contact with him though the mirror in front of you. “Yeah, and kind of wrapping around the breast… Do you think that’ll look good?”
“Oh yeah, it’s gonna look super hot.” he smiled, releasing your shirt and patting your shoulders encouragingly. He went back over to his table, giving you a moment to release the breath you were holding in. “I designed this to fit your body perfectly, and you have a great figure for it.”
“Really?” you asked, sitting back down in your chair and gripping onto the seat for stability. You didn’t know if you could handle any more praise from him.
“Yeah, your curves are going to make it stand out even more.” he complimented. “Here, see how mine curves around my shoulder?” He suddenly pulled his shirt down to reveal the tattooed area, making you gulp slightly.
You nodded, avoiding eye contact. “Yeah, I see…”
He smirked at your embarrassment, then went back to getting his tools ready. “It’s like that. Okay, do you wanna put on some pasties?”
You nodded, taking them from him. He turned around to give you some privacy, not expecting you to have casually stripped off your entire shirt like it was nothing once you told him you had them on.
“Dang, you’re bold…” he marveled, grinning approvingly. “I like that.”
You smiled back at him, leaning back in your chair. “Well, we might as well get it out of the way now. We’re going to be spending the next two hours together with me being topless, aren’t we?”
He chuckled, finding your sudden confidence extremely attractive. “That’s true. Let’s get this pretty little rib tattooed, shall we?”
I.N: Behind the Ear
“That’s it, that’s a good girl…” Jeongin praised you, his hand delicately placed along the side of your neck.
You hissed as you laid on your side, the final white ink touches being the most painful. However, his encouragement felt so good it helped to distract you from the pain.
“And, just like that, we’re done!” he congratulated you, rubbing your hip to signal for you to get up. “You did such a good job, Y/N.”
“Thank you, Jeongin…” you sighed, laughing at the sting behind your ear. “I know it was small, but god that white hurt…”
“Oh yeah, white’s never fun. My left sleeve has a lot in it, and I had already been in the chair for like eight hours beforehand, so I just powered through and told them to get it over with. Worst decision of my life.” he chuckled to himself as he remembered, looking back up at you. “Can I ask… why did you get the butterflies?”
“I know it’s not the most original idea, or the most interesting choice to someone like you …” you began, gesturing to the detailed sleeves he had on both of his arms. “But I actually lost two of my friends last year, and I wanted to get these to feel like they’re watching over me.”
He smiled affectionately at your confession. “No, I would never judge anyone’s tattoo choice. It’s so personal, the only people who really judge what people get anymore are older artists and their ‘pick me’ wives.”
You laughed at his joke, hitting him on the arm playfully. “You really don’t think it’s too basic?”
He shook his head. “I think tattoos can be as meaningful or a meaningless as you want them to be. I’ve given deep tattoos, and silly ones, and they’re both really cool. I’m just glad I can provide this service to you.” He smiled adorably, his eyes wrinkling up at the corners.
“Thank you, Jeongin, I really love them…” you grinned, touching the red area behind your ear.
“It was my pleasure.” he grinned, looking a little disappointed that your time together was over. “Hey, are you doing anything after this?”
“Nope, this was pretty much my last commitment of the day.” you chuckled, grabbing your bag as you got ready to leave. “Why?”
“Well, it’s just…” he rubbed the back of his neck, glancing to the floor nervously. “I was wondering if you might want to get some coffee together? I think you’re really cool and interesting, and I’d like to get to know you better.”
You smiled so wide you thought your face would break. “I would love to. Let’s go.”
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Blood in the Snow (pt.1)
Characters: Hyunjin x afab reader (ft other skz members)
Genre/warnings: Royalty AU, Arranged Marriage to Lovers, Romance, Smut, Angst & Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Mutual pining, Toxic Parents, Misogyny (Period accurate)
Explicit sexual content. This work portrays elements/themes that may be triggering, proceed with caution. Minors DNI.
Word count: 1,157
Summary: You thought you were engaged for eternity, destined to live your princess' dreams in a grand castle. But the moment you close your eyes, all you can see is the blood in the snow.
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Today the weather was absolutely wonderful, yet you were anxiously clutching the ruffles of your dress. Your mother sitting next to you had been trying her best to reassure you, to no avail, and your behavior earned you a light tap on the back of your right hand as she clicked her tongue.
“y/n, I know you are impatient, but please, try to keep your dress in one piece, alright?”
Impatient wasn’t quite the right word. You were terrified. The carriage you were in was meant to bring you straight to the Great North to meet your betrothed, a Lord much higher in status than you were. You were already missing the golden fields of amber wheat that ruffled near your home’s stables.
You didn’t want to admit it, but you couldn’t call this place home anymore, really. Home was now wherever you were headed to, or it shall become home sooner or later, you tried to reassure yourself. You didn’t even know when you could come back, of if you’ll ever get the opportunity to. This realisation was breaking your heart, but the adrenaline rushing through your veins was keeping you from becoming too emotional.
Your back was already hurting, and you wished you were horseriding instead of having to sit in a stupid carriage in a stupid ruffled dress. In your opinion, you looked like a porcelain doll. And this was not a compliment ; an overdone makeup with your skin way too fair and your cheeks way too pink, a dress that looked like it came straight from a six years old closet, and a painful hairstyle which took one hour to put in place.
“Mom, I’m just stressed, okay? I am not looking forward to this anymore.” You admitted with bitterness.
“Oh Honey, don’t say this, please. You are gorgeous, there’s no way they won’t like you. give me your hands, they must be tense.”
You always admired your mother’s way to dodge a difficult subject by redirecting people’s attention on another, but this time you silently cursed the gods you were the victim of her stratagem. With a sigh, you gave your hands to your mother who dedicated herself to slowly massage them. Looking out the small window of the carriage, you contemplated the slow change of the scenery, the golden leaves of the south trees slowly giving up their spots for their green cousins. Reminiscing the past, you let yourself drift to sleep under the careful gaze of your mother.
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“Mom, where does he live ?” You asked, your small frame holding onto her hand in front of the newest portrait in the hall. You were four or six years old, at most.
“Way up north, sweetie.” Your mother answered, her voice calm and collected. Cold but warm, she gave you a reassuring press on your palm.
“... Why can’t he come play here ?” You let out with a pout, puzzled at how distances worked still and scratching your brain to understand your mother’s words.
“It’s too far. it would take him hours to reach this place.” She chuckled, mellowed by your cute face and visible dilemma.
“That’s not fair. I want to play.” You were eyeing the portrait now.
A youthful boy was sitting next to two adults. Their faces seemed warm and inviting, a welcoming sight for the viewer. But you learned fast enough that your focus should be on the other kid. He had short black hair, full lips and almond eyes. Dressed in expensive clothing, he sported a navy blue vest with shorts and dress shoes.
Your mother sighed, a thoughtful gaze etched on her face.
“Life is rarely fair, y/n.” Her sudden grave tone made you look up, and she met your gaze halfway. “See, this boy ? His name is Hwang Hyunjin. One day, you will be his wife. Like your mama and papa.” Silent tears rolled down her cheeks, contrasting with her small smile. “And you will have a happy, wonderful life with him.”
“...Mama, why are you crying ?” Confused, you could feel your own tears prickling your eyes, but you didn’t even know why you felt this way.
Now at your level, your mother gently put back a strand of your hair behind your ear and embraced you closely.
“... It’s nothing, sweetie. Mama is a little tired, alright ?” She sobbed in your shoulder.
You remember it snowed, that day.
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“Y/n ! look !!” You were woken up in a rush by your mother who was gently rubbing your upper arm to get your attention.
Barely processing your environment, you focused your brain on your mother who was pointing intently at the carriage window.
You followed her hand, and all you could see was white. Snow, you realised. Snow as far as you could see. It was the first time you witnessed a wintery landscape. In the south, it did snow some times, but it never stayed on ground, melting right away upon its contact.
The light reflected so prettily upon the white mantle outside that you let out an audible gasp, mesmerized by this new sight. getting closer to the window, you could see your breath, and you shuddered, suddenly aware of the sudden drop of temperature you were experiencing. You were hurting still, but you suddenly felt glad to be inside the somewhat warm haven of the carriage.
Reaching for the bag in front of your seat, your mother pulled up an ivory chawl that she put tightly around you.
“I knitted this one myself, you know ?” She chuckled proudly.
“Wait, really ? I thought you hated knitting, mother.” You stared in disbelief at the skilled handiwork of the chawl and its flowery details. You slowly discerned patterns of sunflowers and lilies. You recognised the sunflowers to be you, as it was your favorite flower, and it didn’t took you long to remember lilies were Hyunjin’s favorites.
“Oh, I do, don’t get me wrong. But I wanted to surprise you. I was meant to give this to you after the wedding, but I suppose now is as good as ever, right?” She looked at you, gaze thoughtful and unreadable. You stared at each other for a second, before you finally broke the eye contact.
“Thank you, mother. It’s a wonderful gift. I will treasure it greatly.” You stared at the mixed patterns of sunflowers and lilies. “I will use it a lot with these temperatures, I’m sure.” Reaching out for a hug, you suddenly felt as if something changed, in that instant. A realisation that, after the wedding, your parents will return to your- their home. You won’t see your mother every morning anymore, waiting for you at breakfast with eggs and toast and fresh orange juice. You won’t be able to go flower picking together anymore. You squeezed her more tightly.
“...I will miss you, mother.”
“I will miss you too, y/n.”
In silence, you held onto these words for what seemed an eternity.
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stray kids : things they would get jealous about !
content. stray kids ot8, gender neutral reader, jealous!skz
warning. none
a/n. would you guys be interested in another post like this one about how they would act when they feel jealous? if so, let me know by sending in a request. also, this is just my opinion! call those headcanons if you want :-)
bang chan ( 방찬 )
he tries so hard not to be jealous. so so hard; he doesn't want to be nor does he want to feel like it, but he cannot help it. chan gets really insecure at times. even if you tell him that he's perfect, he knows he isn't and there's nothing you can do about it. he has told you that, if you find better than him, he won't try to hold you back. instead, he'll vouch for your happiness. but honestly, chan cannot help but feel jealous when someone expresses interest for you. it could be as innocent as possible, he'll still get all up in his own head and feel awful.
lee know ( 리노 )
even if he doesn't seem like it, minho strikes me as the casually jealous type. one thing that rubs him the wrong way and pushes all of his buttons is when someone comes up to you when he is right there and you engage in a friendly conversation with them. even if you might not realize that person is flirting with you, minho would get extremely annoyed. in those moments, he'd straight up just step away and let you do your thing until you feel like joining him again.
changbin ( 창빈 )
he loves to say he doesn't get jealous. and it's true, he doesn't, most of the time at least. however, much like everyone, some things are too much for him. changbin would get jealous over you choosing to hang out with someone else over him. call him childish, he doesn't care, it upsets him. he values his time a whole bunch and spending quality time with his s/o is one of the ways he shows love. so if you ended up choosing someone else to spend time with over him, he'd get beyond annoyed.
hyunjin ( 현진 )
now that guy; how do i put it—he's very jealous. he tries not to be! he really does. hyunjin knows how frustrating he can get at times and tries his best to not overthink. but, let's be honest, anything would send him over the edge. if he has made it clear that you both were together and someone still came too close and tried to make moves, he'd get pissed off, both at that person and you if you allowed it to happen. hyunjin always draws clear boundaries when in a relationship and he wants you to do the same.
han ( 한 )
again, not much of the jealous type. jisung doesn't care much and actually loves to make fun of people who feel jealous in relationship. he trusts you and never fails to tell you that. what he doesn't tell you however is that he cannot help but feel his heart crumble when you dish out compliments to everyone but forget about him. even if he tries to hide it, jisung craves for your validation. so, disregarding him that way would make him feel envious of those you compliment.
felix ( 필릭스 )
casually jealous, felix tries his best to get better at not showing it. but it's difficult, especially if your ex is still in the picture. felix doesn't understand why you'd still be friends with them. he'd get jealous if you hung out with that person, called them right in front of him and even more so if you went to meet them without him. he trusts you, yes, but he doesn't trust your ex.
seungmin ( 승민 )
another one who doesn't get jealous that often. he knows how to talk himself out of feeling insecure. one thing that would send seungmin spiraling however is if you were still friends with someone you were in a "situationship" with. he knows you're not together and you're not trying to do anything behind his back but he's not too sure about that friend of yours. he'd get all crabby when he catches you texting that person when you're hanging out together. after all, if that person was once interested in you, they might still feel the same way and try to make some moves.
i.n ( 아이엔 )
though he tries his best to not feel that way, jeongin cannot help but get jealous whenever you take advice from everyone but him. he'd wonder why you listen to absolutely all your friends and acquaintances but seem to disregard every single one of his pieces of advice. he doesn't mean to force you to follow his lead, not at all, but it's the fact that you listen to other people that would make him feel uncomfortable.
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muggleborn
pairing: lee minho x gn!reader
wc: 3,7k
featuring: bang chan, seo changbin, han jisung, lee felix, ateez’s seonghwa, the boyz’s changmin
summary: minho likes to go to the prefect’s bathroom to relax but oh! you're here as well
genres: hogwarts!au, kinda strangers to lovers!au?, slytherin!minho, hufflepuff!reader, fluff
warnings: it’s fem implied because in the universe, there’s one guy prefect and one girl prefect; other than that i used gender neutral pronouns
notes: thank you for reading and liking my work, it means a lot ♥ moodboard made by me, pictures found on the internet. reposting works from my old blog
order of writing: chan - jisung - minho - hyunjin - jeongin - seungmin - changbin - felix
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On a cold sunday in november, you were so exhausted from all the homework you had this week, you decided you needed a long, hot bath to decompress. Well, more like Seonghwa, your best friend, helped you finish your homework early and forced you to rest because he could see you needed some. You obviously went to the prefect bathroom because it was rarely used and very comfortable.
You opened the door after giving the password and soon realized someone was already taking a bath. Since nothing forbade several people to use the bathroom at the same time, you approached and saw Minho, eyes closed, humming a song you probably heard somewhere before. He seemed somewhat peaceful.
Minho was either feared, admired or loved. You didn’t know much about him so you were just curious. How could he be so cold yet afraid others would discover his secret? A secret you knew about since third year, the only time you talked to him, actually.
You had lost one of your most precious quills you owned and went to see Myrtle Warren in the girl’s bathroom on the first floor to ask for her help. You became friends with Myrtle in first year, when you entered the bathroom for the first time. At the time you didn’t know it was abandoned and ran into her. You’ve always called her by her name (not Moaning Myrtle) and been nice to her so anytime you would need help, she would accept without much complaint.
When you entered the bathroom, you first heard “I can’t tell them I’m muggleborn!” then saw two boys facing each other by the chipped sinks. You could see one’s back then a head popped up from the side and looked at you.
“Hi!” he said, waving his hand.
The other one turned around, glared at you and almost ran to the door. You saw the look in his eyes, he was scared. When he was next to you, your mouth moved on its own while you were still processing what was happening.
“Being a muggleborn doesn’t make you any different from the rest of the students. It’s almost incredible that you were born into a magicless family. Imagine how special that makes you. I promise you’re not worth less and if anyone dares to say otherwise, I’ll jinx them.”
You surprised yourself by your words, but maybe it was the Hufflepuff in you that couldn’t stand seeing him down like that. His heart warmed up and he smiled —you couldn’t see that— and he left without a word. Your gaze drifted to the door and you stayed like that until the one that greeted you came to you.
“Hey, I’m Chan.” You recognized him as the keeper of the Gryffindor Quidditch team.
“Y/N,” you smiled softly.
“Thank you for your words. I think it got to him.”
“With pleasure. It’s the same for you by the way. I hope you’re not feeling self-conscious about it.”
He looked at you dumbfounded. “How—”
“Just a guess,” you answered, “and your reaction proves I’m right.”
Chan smiled, showing his dimples, then made a more serious face. “Can I ask what you’re doing here?”
“I came to find Myrtle, I got robbed.”
“Oh shoot! I’m sorry about that.”
“It’s alright, Myrtle or I will find it. What were you doing here?”
He scratched the back of his neck. He was in the girl’s bathroom after all and he knew it. “Um. We needed a quiet place to talk and this one was the closest.”
For the little story, Myrtle found the quill, a second year had stolen it. He gave it back when you came to him with Myrtle giving him death glares from behind you.
(っ◔◡◔)っ ✿
You hesitated between taking your bath with him or leaving him be and coming back later. You didn’t really know him and you didn’t know if it was the right place to start a friendship so you decided it was best to go. When you stepped back, your eyes still on him, you stumbled on one of the sinks, swearing under your breath. He opened his eyes wide in your direction and stopped humming abruptly.
“Y/N??” Oh, he knew your name.
“Um, sorry, I’m going to leave, I’ll come back later.”
“Or you can join me? Maybe, if it’s not too weird?”
You froze. Was Minho really asking you to take a bath with him when it was literally the first time this year that you exchanged a word? Wow. Bold. Maybe he just saw the perfect opportunity to get to know you better and was internally praying you would say yes.
You did and joined him, seating not too far to hear what he would say but not too close either to insert boundaries. Because, yeah, you wanted to know more about him too but not scare him off. People labeled him as cold but at that moment, he was far from that. He kept smiling shyly and it was a nice sight.
You didn’t leave that bath until the water was cold and you had wrinkled fingers, meaning you stayed in there for about three hours, talking and playing in the water. You just had that connection with him and almost regretted you haven’t started talking to him before.
What you didn’t know was that Minho had a crush on you since the time you talked in the girl’s bathroom, three years ago. Your words really got to him and even if he never shared his secret information with anyone but his closest friends, he had this feeling that if anyone would come at him for it, you’d be by his side. In a way, the idea comforted him.
The next day, even after your efforts to rest, you were tired.
“I had so much trouble sleeping last night,” you sighed as you sat at the Hufflepuff table next to Seonghwa.
“Even after all my efforts to make you rest?”
“It could be because someone was thinking about you,” proposed Changmin, your other friend, mindlessly playing with his marmalade toast. Both were Hufflepuffs.
“Who the hell could think of me at 3 am?”
A large group of people heard your sentence, including the ‘someone’ in particular, who was about to sit at his table, bowing his head in embarrassment.
Changbin, who saw and heard it all, laughed. “What, you’re the one preventing them from a good sleep? Man, I didn’t know you were so mean.”
“Shut up Binnie, like you can probably realize, I didn’t sleep much either.”
“When do you plan on telling them?” he asked as he gave Minho the tea-pot.
“When the time is right. Which is not now, we just started talking.”
“That’s a start, I wish you good luck.”
Minho sighed. “Thank you.”
Since that day, you would talk to him from time to time, getting to know each other better because obviously, three hours weren’t enough.
(っ◔◡◔)っ ✿
Weeks passed and a morning after the christmas holidays, you found a note on the backboard about the apparition lessons. You were thrilled by the news. In the Great Hall, you heard some students of your year already talking about it. You sat next to your best friend, who was already seated at the Hufflepuff table.
“Hi Seong. Can’t wait to take the apparition lessons,” you excitedly said as you poured cereals in the bowl in front of you.
“Hey, me too.” He gave you the milk and you thanked him.
“Bet you’ll apparate a mile south,” laughed Changmin, resting on his elbows in front of you.
You smirked. “Bet you’ll apparate under the rain.”
“You children.” Seonghwa’s remark only made Changmin and you giggle.
A week after you signed up for the lessons and paid the required 12 galleons, they finally started. It wasn’t as easy as you could think but you were determined in succeeding.
The first week, the ministry employee that came to give the lessons basically spent the entire hour talking about the dangers of apparating without a flawless concentration. Like leaving an eyebrow, a piece of cloth or even a leg behind.
The next week, the first tries were made. You all needed to try and apparate into a hoop by focusing your mind on the hoop and then spin around with the intention of appearing in the hoop. No one perfectly succeeded.
Weeks passed and the keeper of the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, Seungkwan, disappeared in front of you. Turned out he apparated in the Quidditch pitch.
“He probably thought too much about Quidditch,” Seonghwa had told you.
If only Seungkwan was the only one to disappear. Juyeon, beater of the same team and Changmin’s close friend, ended up in the school grounds under the rain and Wooseok, from Gryffindor, was found a mile south.
Remembering your talk with Changmin a month before, you went to him after the lesson.
“Does that mean we can predict the future? Sounds scary,” he gasped dramatically.
“Idiot, it could happen to anyone. Sicheng apparated at the entrance of the forbidden forest last year.”
“How do you know?”
You shrugged. “Seonghwa told me. He’s a fan.” Sicheng was one of the chasers of your house’s Quidditch team.
The first person to succeed was you. You were astonished to say the least while your friends, on the other hand, weren’t even surprised. They always said you were the best of your year and this accomplishment was just proving it once more. A guy in the back made a displeasing comment about you but you didn’t hear. The next day during breakfast, however, you were obliged to see the same guy’s head inflating after drinking his tea. One of his prefects counter-spelled him and went back to eat like it was nothing.
Next week, Gryffindor Chanwoo apparated between the forbidden forest and the lake, although he was the last one to apparate anywhere else but into the hoop.
The following weeks, Seonghwa, Minho and Seungkwan succeeded, followed by Juyeon, Wooseok, Changmin and a few others.
“It was about time,” the latter had sighed.
The last few weeks, everyone managed to reach their goal without losing any members. Finally, all those you cared about had their license to apparate, including Minho, and you were proud of them —and yourself.
(っ◔◡◔)っ ✿
Life was somehow good to Minho because you too had feelings for him. The day you realized that, you were in your fourth year, at the library on your own, working on some transfiguration homework. A 6th year slytherin with books under his arm passed by you, calling you a ‘nerd’ with a disgusted face. It wasn’t an insult for you anymore, you were just doing your homework and listening in class, the rest was easy but only because you were passionate about it.
Seeing he was ignored didn’t please him but before he could add anything, his books turned into birds and flew away from an open window. The noise made you look up at the guy in disbelief while he was running out of the library and after his books, screaming, under the disapproving look of the librarian.
Behind a shelf, there was a boy who put his wand back in his pocket and returned to his homework as if nothing happened. You knew it was the boy you gave a speech to the year before and from this day, you were thankful for the countless times he got your back when you basically said you had his. Thinking your crush on him had no place to be, you tried to repress it, but his somehow protective behavior made it grow bigger. And here you were, befriending him two years later.
(っ◔◡◔)っ ✿
It was april, you were close friends with Minho by now and spent time with him everyday. Today, you were seated on a bench with Minho’s cat, Pepper, on his lap because yeah, he had a beautiful Russian cat with green eyes. You were almost giving more attention to Pepper than Minho but, he could totally get that, his cat was what he valued most in the school.
“I don’t really like your friend,” he sighed and for a moment, you were confused.
“Which one?”
“Your best friend.” You didn’t get why he was all mysterious all of a sudden.
“The only reason I see you could hate him for, and that’s pure jealousy, is his height.”
“Wait— you’re saying I’m small?” He looked at you in disbelief.
“You’re the one saying it, not me.” You smiled so brightly his heart skipped a beat. Maybe he didn't have to be scared of him.
Later that day, Seonghwa and you were in your common room, doing your homework together.
“So, how’s it going with Minho?” he asked as he was closing a book about potions he borrowed at the library.
“What do you mean?”
“I guess none of you confessed yet,” he whispered, then cleared his throat. “Are you going to confess?”
You didn’t even bother asking him how he found out. “You’re not my best friend for nothing, uh. Am I that obvious?”
“It’s sickening. I wish one of you would do something about it soon.”
“Thanks for your opinion Seong, it’s much appreciated but—”
“Oh please, don’t start with your ‘but he doesn’t like me’ bullshit, he DOES. Listen to me. He’s as obvious as you, if not more, so please, do something about it or I swear I will.”
(っ◔◡◔)っ ✿
The next day in history, you were seated next to Seonghwa, like 100% of your classes. Minho was behind you with Dahyun, the Slytherin prefect with him. The class was often a bit boring because the professor would often talk way more than necessary. Today, you knew the subject already so you let yourself relax a bit and take less notes.
“Hey, I was wondering,” said Seonghwa out of nowhere, “what’s your favorite flower?”
“I think it would be Parrot’s beak. It’s from the Canary Islands and pretty rare,” you replied after a moment of reflection. “Why?”
“Oh, just like that.” He winked and gave his attention back to the professor.
“What’s yours?”
“Oak-leaved geranium.” His eyes never left the blackboard and you hummed in response, going back to listening as well.
At the end of class, Minho was the first one to run out. He took a secret passage behind a tapestry which led him to stairs. He followed some fourth years and when he saw a Gryffindor getting his hair colored in red and standing on end, he just knew who was behind it. He soon enough saw Jisung and his partner-in-crime laughing their asses off, that was until they saw him.
As prefect, he was in the obligation to take points from Jisung (only, because his friend was in Slytherin and he couldn’t afford to take points from his own house). Since he was impressed by the fact Jisung put a transfiguration spell in a hair-rising potion, he decided fifteen points would suffice instead of twenty.
“By the way, I need to ask you something.”
“Just after taking points from me? That’s bold.” Jisung crossed his arms.
“It wouldn’t have happened if you respected the rules, you know.”
Getting out of arguments, he surrendered. “What can I do for you?”
“I need you to find Felix.”
Jisung pushed the older one in the closest empty room then took the Marauder’s Map (for more info read Jisung’s au) out of his inside pocket (he made it himself). He recited the formula and looked at it closely.
“Felix’s outside by the lake. I’m not surprised, are you?”
“I must admit I’m not. Thanks.”
Without waiting a second more, he ran to Felix, who was playing with a plimpy he befriended. The creature fled as soon as it saw Minho running its way.
“Minho? Are you okay?”
He held a hand up while catching his breath. “I’m alright. I need you to put something in the Hufflepuff common room.”
“What, exactly?”
Minho looked around him, took a stone that was at the edge of the lake and gave it to him. “This.”
Felix examined the stone. “…This?”
“Yeah, somewhere Y/N could see it, please.”
He nodded. “Consider it done.”
“Thanks. By the way, do you know what oak-leaved geranium means in the flower language?”
“I believe Seungmin once mentioned it meant true friendship, why?”
Minho didn’t realize at first that he was smiling widely. “Just like that. Thank you so much.”
He then went to the library, needing one last thing: a picture of a parrot’s beak. Once he looked in every flower book in the herbology segment, he asked the librarian, who eyed him scornfully.
“Parrot’s beak isn’t magical. You’ll find what you need in the muggle area. Be quiet now.”
He mouthed a ‘thanks’ and walked to the said area to find what he was looking for.
When he found it, he went to the dungeons to hide behind a huge statue, used Orchideous to make a bouquet of parrot’s beak out of his wand, added a note and waited. Felix soon entered with the stone in his hand. Minho knew he would stay by it until you would find it. A few students entered the Hufflepuff common room, then you came in with your best friend. Minho approached discreetly and used a switching spell to switch the bouquet with the stone. Then, he left before anyone could see him.
You were about to sit on the couch when a beautiful bouquet of parrot’s beak appeared out of nowhere. You beamed and took them in your hands.
Seonghwa looked at them too. “There’s a note.”
“What does it say?”
Seonghwa took it and started reading. “To Y/N, the most kind, smart and stunning person on earth. From a MB.”
You smelled the flowers and smiled joyfully. Seonghwa was smiling too, almost amused.
“How did they know it was my favorite flower?”
“We talked about it twenty minutes ago, Y/N. Someone must have heard it.”
“Is it you?” you enquired.
“I’m sorry but it wasn’t me. I didn’t know what they looked like. They’re really beautiful, by the way.”
Felix watched the entire scene and was pleased Minho made you happy. He couldn’t wait to tell him about your reaction.
(っ◔◡◔)っ ✿
Seated on the couch with your bouquet in one hand and the note in the other, you were thinking. “MB…”
“Is that initials?” asked Seonghwa.
“Or Miami Beach.”
“Really, Changmin?” Seonghwa face palmed.
He shrugged. “Just giving options.”
After a while, you sat up straight. “Oh my god.”
“What?” Both the boys asked, confused.
“Muggleborn,” you whispered.
“Makes sense,” approved Seonghwa.
Changmin was looking at his friends. “Does it, though?”
Thing is, you knew a lot of muggleborns (and were too oblivious to think about Minho).
(っ◔◡◔)っ ✿
The next day, Felix went to Minho before breakfast. “Y/N was beaming. Never saw a smile that bright and eyes so sparkly.”
Minho’s smile was wide. “Thank you so much, Felix. Do they know who did it?”
“I’m not sure. I don’t do eavesdropping,” he said, giving his friend a subjective look.
“I don’t do that either!”
“Sure. How’d you know Parrot’s beak was Y/N’s favorite flower then?” Minho’s cheeks burned and he refused to look the younger in the eyes.
Later, you found Minho at the library and spent time with him.
“So, I heard you received a bouquet,” he said as casually as he could. For a brief moment, he thought you were going to ask him if it was him and got scared.
“Yes, the flowers were really beautiful. I put them in a vase on my nightstand.”
You were beaming and Minho, seeing you this happy, almost revealed himself.
“I wonder who sent them though. I mean, these flowers aren’t that known, even in the muggle world.”
His lips were burning to tell you but he was scared the feelings weren’t mutual.
“Minho? Why do you look sad all of a sudden? Did I say something wrong? Is this about the,” you stopped to get closer to him and whisper, “muggles?”
He couldn’t believe you were worried about him. “Oh, no, no, don’t worry! I— um, was wondering if, I don’t know, you had an idea on who sent it?”
“Actually, I do have an idea.”
Minho gulped. “You— you do?”
“Yes. The person’s obviously in history class with me. And they’re seated close to me. Plus, they’re muggleborn, from what I learned from the note. So I narrowed it down to two people. First Dahyun, which, I think, has zero reason to send me flowers as we never really had any conversation. Also she glares at me from time to time. Doesn’t add up.”
The boy was sweating. The more you talked, the more he regretted his question. What if you rejected him?
“The other person, on the other hand, we’ve talked more and I highkey want it to be him.” You looked him in the eye with such intensity he choked on air.
“Who’s that?” he risked.
A smirk was spreading on your face. “Vernon. He’s cute.”
His face dropped and you couldn’t help but laugh. Teasing him was funny.
“I’m kidding, it’s you.”
At this moment, Minho was still confused but happy. If he understood what was going on correctly, you knew it was him who sent you the flowers and you wanted it to be him??? He absolutely didn’t see it coming.
“So… you… like me?”
You smiled at him fondly. “I do.”
His heart was pounding, he was ready to kiss you. You felt like he was thinking about Seonghwa so you tried to reassure him as much as you could.
“Seonghwa is my best friend, nothing more. I can assure you.”
“Oh, I know,” he said, a satisfied smile on his face. “I like you too.”
“I was hoping you would say that.”
“Can I kiss you now?” You bit your lip, the question was really attractive.
Without answering, you got closer to Minho and pressed your lips to his.
“How dare you make out in the library? OUT! IMMEDIATELY,” shouted the librarian from behind. You both moved back from shock and ran out, hand in hand, a big smile on your faces.
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STRAY KIDS REACTION — YOUR FIRST KISS
Summary: Stray Kids (unexpectedly) share their first kiss with reader
Warnings: Mentions of food, unhealthy habits, insecurities, sadness, fighting and minor surgical procedure
Genre(s): Mostly fluff, slight angst
Note: I have finally returned with some more writing content and hope to be able to write more soon. I apologize for the uneven length of each scenario, I tried to write equally for each member, but some scenarios were a bit longer than expected. I tried to keep the scenarios gender neutral but in some of them I did use the pronouns she/her. I hope you all enjoy reading this and I just want to remind you that requests are open. Don’t forget to read the rules before requesting!
BANG CHAN
It was getting late at night, and your boyfriend was nowhere to be found. You wanted to believe he was on his way home, but deep down you knew he was most likely still at the studio, overworking himself until he couldn’t stay awake anymore and inevitably fell asleep, having finally won his daily battle against insomnia.
You looked at your phone, which clearly displayed the current time: 2:04. With a sigh, you got out of bed, put on one of your boyfriend’s warm hoodies, grabbed your keys and headed towards his workplace. The drive was lonely and quiet, but you soon enough reached the familiar building, already knowing the way to his studio by heart.
You reached your destination and quietly opened the door, as to not startle him or wake him up. Your heart sank at the view in front of you. There were sheets of paper scattered everywhere across his desk and on the floor, empty cups of coffee a bit all over the place, and some half eaten takeout that was most likely cold by now, which hinted at your boyfriend’s unhealthy habits.
Amidst the messy studio was the desk where he placed his computer and the chair in which he sat to work, which was visibly still occupied. You briefly smiled as you heard soft snores coming from your boyfriend, his head resting against the headrest of the chair.
You walked the few final steps that led you to Chan, still careful not to wake him up just yet. You wanted to wake him up softly, since he probably thought he was alone in the room, and would most likely be scared if you woke him up abruptly. You leaned in, planning on kissing his cheek, but as you got closer, your hair tickled his cheek. Chan was definitely a light sleeper, and immediately woke up at the feeling of your hair and warm breath on his skin, turning around to figure out who could possibly be in the studio in the middle of the night. His head turning caused your lips to land right on his.
You pulled away in a panic, blurting out a bunch of inaudible excuses to your boyfriend, who broke out into a loving smile, chuckling and assuring you he was fine. Your heart was speeding up and your mind was racing despite Chan’s reassurance. He knew what you were thinking without you having to say anything, and before you could beat yourself up any further, he placed his hand behind your head and pulled you towards him, pressing a tender kiss to your lips.
“This is the best way of waking up!”
LEE MINHO (LEE KNOW)
You had undergone an outpatient dental surgery and your boyfriend, Minho, was the one who brought you in and the one who would bring you back home and take care of you after the procedure.
After having been left on his own for around ninety minutes in the dental clinic’s waiting room, a dental hygienist finally came to get him. Before opening the door to the room you were in, she warned him, “(Y/N) has been injected with midazolam, a powerful benzodiazepine that prevents anxiety and pain during surgery. A common side effect of the medication is losing touch with reality, as well as confusion. Don’t worry though, the effects will only last for a maximum of two hours, and (Y/N) should be back to normal in no time.” She also handed him several sheets of paper containing the strict protocol you had to follow for the next few days, as well as a prescription for pain relief and a mouthwash, before guiding him into the room.
As soon as you saw your boyfriend, your eyes lit up and you loudly said, “Minhooooo! I’ve missed youuuu! Look what they did to my mouth!” You opened your mouth, but the dental hygienist urged you to close it, much to Minho’s relief. Gently greeting you, he took ahold of your hand and slowly guided you to the car so you could head back home to rest.
Although the clinic was only fifteen minutes from your shared apartment, the ride had left Minho completely exhausted. You kept moving, yelling and had tried to take out the gauzes in your mouth about five times. He had to constantly keep a strong grip on your wrist, scared that if he were to let you go, you would run off god knows where to pull god knows what kind of dumb stunt.
Once he had gotten you safely inside the apartment, Minho had the difficult task of getting you to lay down on the couch so he could go and get you an ice pack to help reduce the swelling in your face. When he came back in the living area, he was relieved to see you still sitting on the couch. However, his relief was soon replaced with panic as he saw you yet again pulling at the gauzes inside your mouth in an attempt to remove them.
“(Y/N)! No! Stop touching that!” he ordered, nearly running towards you. You froze in the position you were in, your mouth wide open and the gauzes hanging halfway out of your mouth. If he hadn’t been so worried, Minho would have definitely laughed at the sight. He gestured for you to push the gauzes back into your mouth, which you did.
As he was grabbing a cozy blanket to wrap you in, you called Minho and spoke, “It hurts.” Minho cooed as you whined about your teeth, “It’s okay baby, just put the ice pack on your cheek like I showed you.” Shaking your head, you replied, “No! It’s cold. Can you kiss it better instead?”
So that’s what you wanted all along: a kiss. Minho rolled his eyes in fake annoyance, joining you on the couch. Tightly wrapping you in the blanket to keep you warm and prevent you from escaping from his hold, he then leaned in, pressing a quick kiss to your lips, careful not to cause any harm to your sensitive mouth. You immediately surrendered to his attempts at getting you to rest and snuggled into his side, content with having finally gotten what you wanted.
It didn’t take long for you to fall asleep as a result of the strain the surgery and the medication had put on your body. You probably wouldn’t remember the kiss when you’d wake up, but Minho definitely would, and he’d remind you about it anytime he could.
SEO CHANGBIN
It had all started with your first fight. You had both said hurtful things that you didn’t mean, which had resulted in you walking out to clear your head and get away from your boyfriend.
You were holding back tears as you walked across couples sharing umbrellas and casually holding hands along the sidewalk, wondering if you were ever going to experience it again with your boyfriend after what had been said. Deep down, you knew you were overthinking, and that you were most likely to apologize and move on soon enough, but as of now, your judgement was clouded with sadness and doubt.
Did he really mean the things he said about you?
Did he believe the things you said out of spite?
Would you ever forgive each other for going too far?
In the meantime, Changbin was left alone at your shared apartment, having plenty of time to reflect on the conflict. He felt the guilt eating away at his insides for the words that left his mouth only minutes ago. He knew you’d likely remember all of them for years to come, even if you told him you didn’t. He wanted to take it all back, but knew life didn’t work that way, and so he’d have to make it up to you somehow if he didn’t want to lose you. He had to make it clear to you that he didn’t mean anything he had said when angry. Most of the things he said were a reflection of his own insecurities in your relationship.
Having had more than enough time to go through the previous events multiple times, Changbin finally noticed how much time had gone by since you’d last been in the apartment. He couldn’t help feeling worried that you’d decided to leave him for good, or worse, that something bad had happened to you before he even got to say how sorry he was, while he wasn’t there to protect you from all the evil the world has to offer.
As you finally walked back into your apartment with clearer thoughts, you were greeted with a concerned Changbin walking in circles. As soon as he noticed you, he ran up to you without hesitation. There was so much he wanted to say to you at once, yet the only thing he managed to do was to grab your face with both hands and smash his lips against yours in an emotional kiss.
Pulling away, he let go of your face, taking ahold of your hands instead, before speaking, “I’m so sorry. For everything.”
HWANG HYUNJIN
To say you were nervous was an understatement. It wasn’t your first date, but you had yet to have your first kiss, saving it for someone special, whom you trusted. So far, you had managed to avoid any situation that could’ve led to a kiss, but it always made going on a date much more stressful.
You had asked your best friend, Hyunjin, to come over to help you get ready for your date. This time, you truly felt you had found the right guy. You had already been on a few dates with him. It had clicked from the very beginning, and only progressed in a positive way with each successive date. Yet, you couldn’t help the nervous feeling that followed you around throughout the day at the thought of having your first kiss.
Seeing as you were once again staring into space, lost in your thoughts, Hyunjin sighed, calling your name: “(Y/N)? Are you alright?” A bit startled by his sudden intervention, you nodded, shooting him a quick smile before turning back towards the mirror to continue inspecting the outfit Hyunjin had carefully helped you choose.
“You’re a terrible liar, you know…” Hyunjin stated. Slightly offended, you retorted, “I’m not. I promise I’m fine.” “Then why are you constantly biting the inside of your cheek and staring off in the distance?” he inquired, a skeptical look etched on his handsome face. “It’s nothing. Anyways, you’re gonna laugh if I tell you,” you commented, slightly annoyed by your best friend’s nagging. “Who said I was going to laugh? If it’s bothering you, it isn’t anything worth laughing about,” Hyunjin argued.
“Fine. I’ve never kissed anyone and tonight might be the night where it happens and I’m completely unprepared. I don’t want him to think I’m a bad kisser,” you confessed, looking down to avoid your friend’s gaze. “I could teach you,” Hyunjin suggested, more as a joke to lighten your mood. The last thing he expected was for you to nod your head, saying, “Y—You would?” You had caught him off guard, but he soon regained some composure and replied, “Sure. I mean… Yeah?”
“You don’t have to do this, Jinnie,” you pointed out. Hyunjin smiled at the sound of the nickname you had given him and answered, “Don’t worry, I don’t mind.” He quickly added, “Anything to get my best friend out of trouble,” which made you smile in return.
He carefully approached you, which unconsciously made your heart race. Standing right in front of you and blocking off your view of the mirror, he said, “I’m gonna pretend to be him. Just let me initiate the whole thing, okay?” You quietly nodded, staring at his lips as he spoke. While he seemed completely confident, Hyunjin was actually terrified. He had been wanting to do that for so long, yet it felt entirely wrong.
He hesitantly cupped your cheek with one of his hands, delicately placing the other on your waist, and slowly leaned in. You instinctively closed your eyes, anticipating the feeling of his lips on yours. Once you felt it, you completely froze, unable to move a single muscle. Pulling away, Hyunjin sighed yet again, claiming, “I can’t do ALL the job. You shouldn’t stay still the whole time. You need to move your lips, you know?”
You felt your cheeks heat up, ashamed of your reaction. “Sorry,” you muttered, almost inaudibly. “Don’t be. It’s okay, we can try again,” Hyunjin reassured you. Before doing anything else, he advised, “Just follow my lips’ movements. You’ll be alright.”
With that, he once again leaned in and placed his lips on yours. This time, however, you reacted and followed his lead. His lips were soft and warm, and he had a nice floral smell that made you forget how nervous you were. Although the kiss seemed to drag on for minutes, it only lasted a few seconds, and you were surprised when Hyunjin pulled away, almost disappointed that it was already over.
Suddenly, you were hit with the realization that you had just had your first kiss. All this time you had been stressing about having the perfect first kiss with your date, just to end up sharing it with your best friend. You weren’t disappointed, though. In fact, it felt incredibly right.
Your thoughts were interrupted by Hyunjin speaking, “Not bad for someone who’s never kissed anyone before.” Chuckling, you thanked your friend for his help, before claiming you had to go back to getting ready or you’d be late to your date.
Although that date went perfectly well and you did kiss the boy at the end of the night, you ended things with him a few weeks later. You knew he wasn’t the one for you. And although it took a while for you to admit it to yourself, the one boy you actually wanted was the one you shared your first kiss with.
HAN JISUNG
You usually weren’t a crier. Especially not in front of other people. Yet, here you were, standing in the middle of your living room, with tears streaming down your face.
It had been an awful day from the very beginning, and you had managed to keep your composure throughout everything, fighting the urge to curl into a ball under a blanket and cry. That was until you accidentally knocked over a glass filled with water on the floor, watching all of its content spill around. The incident seemed to flick a switch in your mind, causing you to burst into tears while staring at the empty glass on the floor.
Unsuspecting, your boyfriend, Jisung, had decided to come to your apartment uninvited, knowing your schedule by heart. The last thing he expected when he opened the door with the keys you had provided him with was to see you all red faced, your skin glistening with the tears that continuously glided down your cheeks.
Immediately dropping the multiple bags he had brought along with him, Jisung ran to your side, asking you what was wrong. You were overwhelmed by everything going on and couldn’t get a word out of your mouth. You felt ridiculous thinking about having to explain to your boyfriend how a simple water spill caused such a crisis, so you kept quiet.
Jisung quickly understood that you weren’t quite ready to speak just yet and simply guided you towards the nearest couch, helping you sit down. His eyes scanned his surroundings looking for a box of tissues, which he offered to you as soon as he got a hold of it. While you dried your eyes, your boyfriend looked for something to keep the both of you warm as you sat together on the couch, settling on a cozy blanket that was lying at the bottom of another couch.
He sat back down next to you, securely draping the blanket over your shoulders and his, as to enhance his warm embrace. “Take all the time you need, baby. I’m right here,” he uttered, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. You were moved by his tenderness, which brought a fresh wave of tears dripping down your cheeks.
It had been nearly ten minutes and your cries didn’t seem to be dying down anytime soon. Jisung, although patient, was growing worried that you wouldn’t ever stop crying. He had to think of a way to stop your cries. It had to be something that would shock you enough to make you forget about whatever made you sad in the first place. Then it hit him.
He gently lifted your chin up with his finger to get you to look at him, and before you had the chance to react or question him, he firmly pressed his lips against yours for a few seconds. Soon enough, your breathing evened and your cries quieted down. You were left dumbfounded, staring with wide eyes at your boyfriend, who couldn’t help giggling as he recalled what had just happened. “I’m sorry, I just panicked. You wouldn’t stop crying and I didn’t know what else to do to get you to stop and calm down,” he claimed.
You faintly smiled at him, before asking, “Can you do it again? It does work to calm me down.” Mirroring your smile, he enthusiastically nodded, eagerly leaning down to close the distance between your lips, this time savouring the intimacy of the act.
Pulling away, he spoke, “Now, will you tell me what made you break down like that?”
“Before I do, I need you to know that it was not ONLY caused by a spilled glass of water, I swear!”
FELIX LEE
You and your boyfriend were both enjoying one of his rare days off by trying out some baking recipes Felix had recently come across while scrolling through social medias. It was one of your go-to couple activities, as it allowed you to spend some alone time together, have some great conversations and end up with (mostly) delicious food as a result.
It was the end of the summer, when the sweetest berries would grow in the fields, so you opted for a raspberry flavoured cake. Needless to say, the cake was an absolute success, which you ended up sharing with your boyfriend’s group mates.
You were left with an excess amount of raspberries and couldn’t let them go to waste. You came up with the idea of using the leftover berries to make a sweet coulis you could pour on some refreshing ice cream, to which Felix immediately agreed.
You had poured the necessary ingredients into the blender and were ready to begin mixing. You pressed on the start button and gasped as the lid, which seemingly wasn’t properly secured, jumped up, and the half blended raspberries began flying out of the machine, landing everywhere in the kitchen, including on both your faces. You scrambled with your eyes closed to find the stop button and finally managed to turn the blender off after a few seconds.
As you wiped your eyes as best as you could, you took in the mess that stood in front of you. You were soon cut off with your boyfriend’s hysterical laughter that had him bending on himself and trying to catch his breath. “You should’ve seen the face you made when the mix flew out of the blender!” he exclaimed in between fits of giggles. You couldn’t help the laughter that escaped your lips as you noticed his own messy face.
Felix stepped closer towards you, using his hand to delicately wipe some of the fruit off your face. He suddenly noticed the redness on your lips and shyly spoke, “You have some on your lips.” Before you could answer anything, he closed the gap between both of your faces and gently pressed his lips against yours, taking in the taste of the sugary berries that covered your skin.
He pulled away after a few seconds, feeling his cheeks burning up. He couldn’t look you in the eyes, afraid that he messed up, or that you didn’t enjoy the kiss as much as he did. “You look like a raspberry now,” was the only thing you could think of saying as you looked at his reddened skin, resulting in the both of you breaking down into yet another fit of laughter.
“You still look good, even as a raspberry,” you quickly added, causing your boyfriend’s blush to deepen. “You look adorable too, even covered in sticky fruit sauce,” he replied, still euphoric from the kiss you just shared. He couldn’t help admiring you: the glow on your face from the raspberries, the innocent smile on your lips, and the stars in your eyes added up to everything he already loved about you.
Felix then turned around to grab a wet rag, throwing it your way as he claimed, “Come on, now we need to clean the whole kitchen up before anyone comes back, or else they’re gonna kill us!” You nodded and began wiping the walls, before he added, “Although I’d definitely prefer continuing to kiss you instead.” And it was now your turn to blush.
As you turned back towards the wall, Felix rapidly took out his phone, snapping a picture of you amongst the messy kitchen, not only to show his friends and to laugh about it later, but also to remind him of the precious memory of the first kiss you two shared.
KIM SEUNGMIN
You had been helping the boys set up their dorms for Christmas for a few hours. You were currently working on the tree, hanging up countless mismatched decorations that the boys insisted you used for their sentimental value. You had also planned to bake gingerbread cookies with Felix that everyone could decorate later, when putting up decorations would be too much of a physical effort.
You were attempting to have a conversation with Seungmin and Felix while music loudly played throughout the room. As Felix was excitedly reminiscing about something that happened on Christmas Day back in Australia, you realized you had lost sight of the tree topper.
As you voiced your concern, Seungmin replied that he had left it in the storage room, in an attempt to avoid his clumsy friends from dropping and breaking it. He suggested you followed him there, as he had to go and grab an extra box of ribbons in that same room. You nodded and followed his lead, quickly finding what you were looking for and heading back towards the living area, where the tree stood.
You had barely taken a few steps out of the storage room when you heard muffled snorts and giggles. Narrowing your eyes and turning around, you noticed Minho, Felix and Jeongin’s eyes on both you and Seungmin. Rolling his eyes, Seungmin spoke, “What’s going on with you weirdos? Don’t you have anything better to do then to follow us around the dorm?”
Wordlessly, Jeongin pointed over your heads before he burst into yet another fit of laughter. You both looked up, and let out a groan as you spotted the mistletoe hanging above your heads. “Come on you guys, it’s the rule!” Minho claimed.
You suddenly felt a lump in your throat at the thought of kissing Seungmin. It wasn’t that you didn’t want it. In fact, you had been looking forward to this moment for so long. The thing was that you envisioned this special moment going much differently. You had never kissed anyone before, and definitely did not plan on first doing it in front of your boyfriend’s best friends.
Sensing your uneasiness, Seungmin delicately held your hand before giving you a quick kiss on the cheek. Shaking his head in dissatisfaction, Minho complained, “Aw, come on! You can do better than that, Seungmin!”
“It’s not as though we’re asking you to do something you’ve never done before,” Felix teasingly added.
“It is, though,” Seungmin answered honestly, giving your hand a gentle squeeze. The boys were left speechless, but Minho was quick to cheer, “That’s even better! We get to see your first kiss!” The other boys joined in on his excitement and insisted that you followed through with the tradition.
Sighing as he knew they wouldn’t let it go until they got what they wanted, Seungmin turned to look at you, as though he was silently asking for your consent. You eventually shrugged, allowing Seungmin to lean closer until your lips met. You were first frozen in place, but slowly relaxed into the kiss, focusing on Seungmin’s reassuring presence.
You were brought back to reality by your spectators clapping and cheering, as you looked down, feeling your cheeks heat up. You stared at Seungmin’s hand, that was still holding yours, smiling to yourself, while your boyfriend was trying to calm his friends down and get them to leave you alone.
YANG JEONGIN (I.N)
You had started dating Jeongin a few months back and you had yet to share your first kiss, the two of you not being too strong on physical displays of affection. Sure, you did enjoy the occasional snuggles before going to sleep and the subtle hand holding as you went about with your day, but kissing was a big step you weren’t ready for just yet. Until today.
The boys were nearing a comeback and they had all been practicing really hard in the past few days. Anyone could see it was starting to affect them both physically and emotionally. It wasn’t too uncommon to see the other members’ partners walking around the dorm, so no one seemed shocked as you knocked at their door that night.
Minho quickly let you in after greeting you with his heartwarming smile, letting you know that Jeongin was in his bedroom. You practically ran to join your boyfriend, excited to hear all about his latest comeback stories. His face immediately lit up as you opened the door to his bedroom. He was sat in his bed, dressed in flannel pyjama pants and a plain oversized tee-shirt, scrolling through his phone. His hair was still drying from the shower he had taken after coming back from practice and the whole room gave off the fresh smell of his shampoo.
You joined Jeongin on the bed, asking him about his day. With a sigh, he begins rambling about how hard they’d been working for the past week. Jeongin rarely complains about anything, always grateful for what he has and careful not to burden others with his problems. You could sense he had reached a tipping point that night, as he laid his head on your lap and let you gently thread your fingers through his soft hair, while he tells you about everything that’s been going on recently as and you simply listen and occasionally nod.
Later that night, you had decided to unwind by watching a comedy movie on his laptop, which he had positioned at the end of the bed. You were comfortably wrapped up in a fleecy blanket, your head resting on his shoulder. You began laughing when you felt his hair tickle your cheek, causing him to turn his head to face you, your lips suddenly being inches away.
He didn’t know what went through his mind, but Jeongin instantly leaned in and closed the distance between the both of you. Your heart started racing, but although you were incredibly nervous, the kiss felt wonderful. Until you heard a knock on the door and had to quickly pull away.
Seconds later, the door opened to reveal Jisung, who had stopped by his friends’ dorm after practice. He couldn’t help but notice the odd position the two of you were in, paired with Jeongin’s awfully red cheeks. Not to mention the ‘I-just-got-caught’ look on his face.
Smirking, Jisung spoke, “Hey guys! What are you up to?” “Nothing! J—just watching movies, that’s all,” Jeongin replied suspiciously quickly. “Oooh! What movie were you watching?” Jisung further asked.
“Spirited Away”
“Insidious”
You both answered at the same time, shooting each other a quick but noticeable look of horror.
“Sooo… Which one was it?” Jisung pressed. This time, the both of you remained quiet, mouth slightly agape. Chuckling, Jeongin’s friend continued, “I see… Must’ve been really interesting if you can’t even remember which movie it was. By the way, nice lip gloss (Y/N)! It really suits yours and Jeongin’s lips!”
Shocked at Jisung’s bold comment, Jeongin argued, “Stop getting ideas! It’s not what you think!” “Sure, I believe you,” Jisung retorted sarcastically.
“This is such quality blackmail content!” he exclaimed as he left the room, closing the door behind him before you or your boyfriend could add anything.
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UNO (Bangchan x Felix x Reader)
Uno (Bangchan x Felix x Reader)
Pairing: Bangchan x Felix x reader, fem!reader
Word count: 1300
Genre: SMUT, threesome
Summary: Your game of UNO with the boys gets a little raunchy.
Warnings: 18+, smut, threesome, hand job, fingering (fem receiving)
Author’s Note: I’m just getting back into writing so please let me know your thoughts and feel free to shoot me a heart, comment, or a follow for support! This is a hard thought that I just had to put into writing -- hope you enjoy :)
“I won!” you shouted.
Felix pouted as he lost yet another round of Uno, plush bottom lip sticking out.
Seated between him and Bangchan, you pushed his shoulder. “Don’t be such a sore loser,” you said before meeting his puppy eyes.
“There’s always the next round,” you corrected yourself.
“I bet we could make him feel better,” Bangchan grumbled from behind you, trying to sound noncommittal.
You met Felix’s eyes only to see that his were only feigning shock. Oh, so this was planned.
Felix raised one eyebrow as he reached around you to hand you a shot.
You waved him off, you didn’t need substances to convince you to makeout with Felix.
He slowly brought the shot glass down before turning to face you, cheeks a bit flushed and ears red in anticipation.
Bringing one hand up between his jaw and his hairline, you brought him in for a long kiss. His low moan got higher as you slowly moved to straddle his waist, breaking away from him to turn your upper body towards Chan.
You motioned inward with your index finger, come here.
Felix’s lips met your collarbone as his hands snuck under your shirt to find your breasts through your bra while you held eye contact with Chan. Chan’s dark eyes grew livelier and livelier as he finally made his way towards you, grabbing your hair harshly, shocking Felix with the sudden movement.
Frozen this way, you both waited for Chan to speak.
“Enjoying this too much already, Y/N?” he finally said.
“I think you aren’t enjoying it enough, Channie,” you answered.
He tilted his head to the side thoughtfully, still playing the dom role, before losing himself slightly in nervous laughter and releasing your hair. “Then help me,” he finally uttered.
You looked back at Felix as though asking permission to stand and he shyly nodded, making sure to support your hips with his hands as you turned around and crawled towards Chan.
“Lie down,” you commanded.
He instantly complied as your hands found the button of his jeans, bringing them down to his mid thigh so you could start running your hands up and down his length. His head hit the floor in pleasure, causing you to look up in alarm, but he seemed fine.
You heard Felix grumble behind you so you said, “Lixie, a little help here?”
He giggled as his hands came to join yours, a scene that would have been so sweet and romantic if it wasn’t centered around something so vulgar.
“Think you can bear both our weight Channie?” you asked the boy.
He nodded quickly, eyes rolling back.
“We’d better stop if we want him to last, Y/N.” Felix was still giggling, teeth finding your ear lobe as his focus was now free to be on you. “Need a little help before we start?”
You couldn’t refuse that so you just nodded. You and Felix stood to strip; you both looked down to find Bangchan doing the same on the floor.
With your eyes distracted you didn’t notice Felix moving until you felt his hands on your shoulders, tossing you onto the couch you’d had your backs to when you’d been playing the card game.
“Stay still,” he ordered, sitting on his knees in front of you for easier access, separating your legs to enter you with his fingers, soliciting a gasp from you. He pumped them in and out while his thumb played with your clit and you felt your breath get more ragged. His other hand started to play with your other hole as he got you ready.
“I’m ready, Lixie,” you gasped.
“For who?” he said.
“Both of you,” you gasped.
“That’s what I want to hear,” Chan chimed in. “Come here baby girl.”
Chan was still on the floor propped up on his elbows, excited dick waiting for you.
You took a deep breath as you approached, grabbing a condom Felix handed to you to hand to Chan. Chan put it on, moving his hand up and down his length and motioned to you when he was ready. Your hands replacing his, you slowly straddled him and sat down.
As your pelvic bones met, you both gasped as his hands instantly met your hips.
“Let’s move,” Chan suggested.
You moved your hips a bit as you felt Chan fill you up, hitting your g-spot instantly. His girth felt amazing, but you knew you had even more in store with both boys.
You felt Felix’s soft hands on your shoulders as his lips softly met your neck, reminding you he had needs too.
Disregarding whether you were truly prepared for how big this orgasm was going to be, you whispered, “Ready to join Lixie?”
“Hell yeah,” he replied, lightly pushing you so your chest was closer to Chan’s. You heard Felix opening up the condom as he applied some lube. “Just let me know how you’re feeling, ok?”
“Okay,” you answered, feeling Chan’s hand grab hold of yours to reassure you. You turned your head towards Chan and kissed him, feeling immersed until you felt Felix’s hands on both sides of your hips.
“Ready?” he asked.
You broke away from Chan, biting your lip and meeting his eyes. He nodded at you with a soft smile.
“Ready,” you answered.
Felix entered you with care, but swiftly, as you’d told him in the past this was easier than waiting for the expansion in your body. You felt yourself hiss at the feeling of fullness as you leaned your chin against Chan’s shoulder.
You felt the boys kiss over your shoulder as they waited for you to feel comfortable.
You moved to bite Chan’s shoulder.
“Ready boys,” you said with a giggle as they started moving in sync.
You clutched Chan’s shoulders for support as they both moved around you. Those that swore they were always unbelievably in sync during their dance practices would be pleased with this performance as they pounded into you with perfect balance.
“How many cards do you have now?” Felix grunted out, soliciting a laugh from Bangchan.
“None Lixie, they’re all yours,” you gasped out.
Chan giggled, “All mine.”
Felix thrusted harder in response only causing the other boy to push even more, making you feel like you were being torn apart, your eyes threatening to roll back at the pleasure.
“Guys, I’m --” you started.
“Thank goodness,” they practically said in unison as both boys’ movements became more erratic, all of you reaching your highs in close succession, your orgasm washing over you in waves that made your back continue to shudder even after both boys were still.
Felix’s soft head was on your back as you rested your head on Chan’s chest. You wished you could stay this way, but you needed them out asap.
“Ahem, sorry guys.”
They both lifted their heads in attention as Felix said, “Okay, ready?”
You looked at him and nodded yes as he exited you, your stomach turning a bit at the feeling. You turned your head now to face Chan, who smiled at you, nodding as you dismounted.
Felix had stood to leave the room, and Chan got up as well.
Felix returned first with a towel for you, helping clean you up quietly as Chan returned with water for everyone.
“So, who’s up for round 2?” Chan asked.
“Of cards?” Felix questioned.
“Whatever you’d like,” you answered.
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Reckless (5)
Pairing: Lee Know x Reader
Genre: Brothers Best Friend
Warning: Heartache
Word Count: 2.2k
Taglist: @hyunjinhoexxx @ovulatingrn @jisunglyricist @guiltycoco @fawnpeaks @purple-bell @caught-in-the-afterglow @ana-marais98 @rylea08 @astraystayastayastray @partyparty-yah @skzswife @sillyhal @blackbluerose666 @mmarusa @seungminsapuppy @chanbahng29
A/N: Let me know in the comments if you think Y/N will give Minho another chance!?
Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four |
“What the fuck are you two doing!?” You scream as you run down the stairs, just as Chan raises his fist to Minho. You place your hand on Chan's chest, looking up at him with worried eyes. He's so focused on Minho he barely notices you there, until you press your hand harder on his chest. He feels you, he looks down, into your eyes and breathes. You can see the bruise forming under his eye right before you. He lowers his fist, unleashing his hand.
“I'm sorry, Y/N.” Chan sighs.
“Are you okay?” You ask, gently running your thumb over his swollen face.
“Nothing I haven't dealt with before.” He chuckles. You smile at him before turning around. “You.” You snap, pointing at Minho.
“What?” He asks, crossing his arm.
“What the fuck is your problem!?” You yell. “Why are you punching Chan?”
“He fucking deserved it.” Minho spits. Chan lunges for Minho. You get in between the two, pushing Chan out of the house. The two of you walk to Chan's car as he tries to calm down.
“He's such a fucking asshole.” Chan groans, speeding from your house.
“Tell me about it.” You sigh. You glance over at Chan, as he turns onto different streets to get to the restaurant. You watch him as he chews on his bottom lip, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel as he drives.
“What's up?” You ask, giving him a smile.
“What do you mean?” He chuckles.
“You look like you're deep in thought over there.” You giggle.
“Yeah.. I'm battling internally about bringing up something. I don't want you mad at me.”
“Just ask.”
You knew it was going to be about Minho. And this time you weren't going to lie.
“You and Minho…” He pauses. You sigh.
“Yes.” You begin. “Minho and I have been sleeping together periodically but..” you now pause.
“But?”
“but.. I'm not sure to be honest. I don't know what it is. He's never taken me out, he tells people I'm not his type, he gets jealous when I'm with other guys but he doesn't want to be seen with me.. he won't tell Jisung about us but he'll go date this Maya girl.. and still fool around with me.. and I know I should stop it, I know he doesn't treat me good, he's mean but he's protective.. and I don't know, I'm just so confused.” You groan, dropping your head into your hands.
“Come on, I'll say what I need to say inside.” He smiles, getting out of the car. You'd been rambling so long you hadn't even noticed the car had stopped. The two of you walk into the restaurant, to be seated immediately. You browse the menu, deciding to go with your favorite brunch menu item.
“So.” Chan says, clearing his throat. “It's good that you realize he's not treating you how you should be treated - and yes, I'm giving you the ‘you deserve better’ lecture, because you do.” He says. “Y/N you're bright, and beautiful and you absolutely deserve the world and someone who is going to publicly praise you in that world.” He smiles.
Your heart flutters. Chan was so sweet, thoughtful and caring. Not to mention so handsome. You felt safe with him and you liked him, so why couldn't you stop thinking about Minho?
“I think I need time away from him.” You say, resting your head on your palm. Time away would do you good but why did it have to hurt your heart so much?
“I think that's the best idea. You're more than welcome to stay with me.” He smiles.
“As much as I appreciate that, you live with Changbin, Seungmin and Jeongin in a two bedroom apartment. I don't think there is much more room.” You giggle.
“I think you're right.” He laughs.
Later that day, you had messaged Hyunjin about crashing on his couch. You vaguely remembered your drunken night together, but definitely remembered him trying to kiss you. You decided that it was just from the two of you being drunk and left it at that. He of course, said yes about 3 seconds after you texted him. When Chan brought you home, you ran upstairs to pack some things, clothes, toiletries, stuff for school, things you would need to be gone for a week or two. You ran back downstairs and left while there was no one home, got back in Chan's car and he drove you over to Hyunjin's place. You hadn't even told Jisung that you weren't going to be home. You wouldn't have been able to do it in person, when he asked you why, what were you going to say? You fucked his best friend and he continued to treat you like shit but you continued to let him fuck you? No, you weren't ready for that conversation. It was easier to lie over text, for you at least. You told him it was a school project. He believed you, of course he did. He knew how you were about school.
“So.” Hyunjin begins. “You wanna tell me why you're staying here instead of your house?” He asks.
“Not yet.” You smile. “I've got a lot of things to sort out.”
“Is it Minho?” He asks.
You nod your head.
“Take your time, sweet. I'll be here whenever you need me.” He smiles. You curled up in the spare bedroom, in the new bed, in the new sheets that Hyunjin went out and bought today, specifically so you didn't have to sleep on the couch. You told him you would have been fine but nope. That's not how he does things.
As you laid alone with your thoughts, you couldn't help but feel like somehow this whole thing was your fault. You technically did start this whole.. whatever it was. But you knew it wasn't. He started it too, not just you. He's as guilty as you, if not more. You felt like you needed to talk to him to see where the two of you stood, but after what he said to you at the restaurant and then him punching Chan.. how could you even face him? You couldn't.
And you didn't.
The first week he texted you, a few times a day. He asked you what was going on, why weren't you home?
I miss you.
Did he? Or did he miss the hole that couldn't say no to him.
You never answered him. You read the messages and used a lot of self control to put your phone down and ignore him.
The second week it was mostly Jisung who messaged you. He was starting to believe it was not a school project that had you out of the house. He asked you to come home so he could talk to you. But you couldn't. Not yet. You were finally starting to feel a little bit different. Thoughts of Minho didn't fill your head at all hours of the day anymore, everyday it seemed to be less and less. You were starting to feel like it wasn't your fault that he didn't want anything more with you. You had often wondered, what was wrong with you? Why weren't you good enough?
And then on the 3rd week, you realized that it wasn't you. It had nothing to do with you and it was all him. You were worth more than what he was giving you. Jisung had messaged you, asking you what the hell was going on. Why Minho was sulking around the house, his fuse was short and he lost it over nothing. He said Minho was miserable and wanted to know if you knew anything about it.
You said you didn't.
By the 4th week, you were feeling better than you ever had. Even Hyunjin had noticed. You were brighter, happier and seemed to be more like yourself.
“You look like you've finally worked through everything.” Hyunjin smiles.
“You're right.” You laugh. “I've finally realized my worth.”
“Good. You deserve nothing but the best.” He says.
“Jisung said he was gonna be out tonight with Jisoo and..him. I'm gonna go home and grab a few other things. Thank you again, jinnie. You really saved me.”
“I'll save you anytime you need.” He grins.
Later that night you walk into the house you hadn't stepped foot in, in a month. It seemed different but the same at the same time. It smelled the same but different. You didn't know how to explain it. You quickly ran up the stairs, walking into your room to grab your things. You got some clothing items and a few other odds and ends you needed. You were going to turn around when you heard a door upstairs shut, footsteps coming down the hall. You freeze. You left your door open. You weren't facing it but you knew. You could feel a pair of eyes staring at you.
“Y/N?” He whispers.
“No.” You panic. “I have to go.” You say, rushing past him, and down the stairs.
“Y/N!” he yells. “Wait!” he chases you down the stairs. “Y/N! Please, wait!” he says, reaching out. He grabs your wrist, pulling you closer to him. You dropped everything in your hands.
“DON'T!” You yell, breathing heavily. “don't touch me. I don't want to talk to you. I'm finally getting to be in a better place.” You gasp.
“I'm fucking miserable, Y/N. I miss you.” He cries.
“Do you miss me? Or do you just miss fucking me?” You snap. Minho looks shocked.
“What?” He asks.
“Is that a hard question to answer?” You scoff.
“I miss you.” He says. “I.. I want to be with you.”
“In public? With everyone knowing? With Jisung knowing?” You ask.
“That's.. it's just..” he pauses.
“Yeah that's what I thought.” You laugh. If you didn't, you'd fucking cry and you didn't want to waste anymore tears on him.
“What can I do? What can I do for you to stay with me?” He asks.
“You seriously don't get it, do you?” You ask.
“Is it because of Chan?” He asks.
“You really don't fucking get it. I fucking loved you!” You cry. Tears rolling down your cheeks, you couldn't hold it in anymore. “I loved you and you used me. And I went along with it because at least I got you in some way.” You breathe. You didn't hear the front door behind you open. Or the footsteps quietly walking in. “But you couldn't be bothered to make any kind of effort for me. Instead you got jealous when I was with other guys, you said vile things to me, you made me feel worthless but I still let you fuck me! I loved you and you broke me! Because you refused to be honest with yourself or with Jisung!”
“You did what to my sister?” You hear from behind you. You turn around, Jisung stands there, Jisoo by his side as he shakes with anger.
“What the fuck did you do to my sister!?”
“I can explain.” Minho says, backing away from the angry man.
“Why the fuck is my sister screaming at you about how you fucked her and threw her away?” He yells.
“I never threw her away, man! I didn't do that. I love her!” Minho yells back. He looks shocked at his words. You stare at him with wide eyes, Jisung still rages.
“If you love her why the fuck would you do that to her?”
“I was scared! I was.. so fucking scared. You said she was off limits, but it was like I became addicted and I didn't fucking want too. You're my best friend, you've done so much for me. I tried to fucking stay away, I said some awful shit to her in hopes she would leave me, I tried dating Maya to move on from her but I fucking can't.” Minho cries. “I'm a piece of shit man, I know this. I fucked it all up, I should have been fucking honest from the start..I'm so sorry. I'm sorry to you Y/N, for everything. Jisung.. fuck man, I'm sorry.” He whispers.
The house is silent. So quiet you could hear your heart beating at Minho's confession. Your head was spinning, you didn't know what to do or what to think. Your heart hurt, but it also was beating for him. You were still so fucking mad at him, but you still loved him. The second you saw him, every feeling you had ever felt for him came rushing back, and you didn't know how to handle this.
“Please forgive me, Y/N.” Minho cries. “Please. I'm so fucking sorry.” He still looked so beautiful even as miserable as he was right now. Even with tears falling down his face as he begged you to forgive him.
It was too much. This was all too much.
“Y/N? Are you okay?” Jisung asks. The room was spinning. You felt hot, like your throat was closing up. You looked at Jisung in a panic as your eyes closed, you fell, and the world went black.
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↳ ❝¡TASTE OF YOUR LIPS!❞
Best friend Hyunjin x gn reader
Genre - fluff
Trope - best friends to lovers
Wordcount - 0.6k
An- i hope you guys like it. I made a taglist for those who want to updated with my other works aswell
You should’ve never fallen in love with your best friend. Especially after knowing him for years, convincing yourself that he was just like a brother and yelling every one that he was just a friend. You were such an idiot. But every time you looked into his warm eyes, you knew you were done for it. No matter what you did, you would always like him, no, love him.
Hyunjin was the most beautiful person you knew. Not just his appearance, but his soul and his heart. You were completely enthralled by him. You were so utterly in love with his heart and you wanted it just for yourself. The only thing that stopped you, was a little thing called the friend zone. Every time the topic of crushes or romance was brought up, one of you would change the topic, as if you both were trying to hide something. He made your heart do cartwheels every time he hugged you and you just wish you were brave enough to tell him how you really felt. You wish you were brave enough to just confess, but he was too important to you to just risk losing.
You needed to tell someone. So you chose the person who had been suspecting it the whole time, Lee Know, who happened to be the closest to you after Hyunjin.
“Minho, come here, I need to tell you something”
“Ok idiot what is it”
“I like Hyunjin”
“Took you long enough to realise it”
“And I need help to move on”
“You’re a bit too late for that, but let’s see”
Telling Minho helped you get the weight off your chest, but it also made it ten times harder to hide your growing feelings in front of Hyunjin. And regardless of how slow Hyunjin's brain would work at times, he was quick to realise that you were hiding something from him.
“What’s wrong?” he asked after cornering you at his dorm. “Nothing is wrong Hyunjin, don’t worry.” “If there’s nothing wrong, then you must be hiding something from me because I know you and you only avoid me when there is something wrong or you are hiding something.” For better or for worse, today was going to be the day you were going to have to confess. But you weren’t going to tell him immediately.
“Let me try to guess”
“You can try, but I don’t think you’ll guess it”
“You stole my hoodie”
“I do that all time, it isn’t a secret”
“You took my paints”
“I did not, you just misplaced them”
“You are the one who stained the couch”
“No, that was Jisung, he spilt his coke zero”
“Minho Hyung told you I like you”
You were absolutely flabbergasted by his revelation. You had no idea that your best friend, the same person who you were madly in love with, liked you back. Not wanting to lose the moment, you cupped his face and pulled him towards you. His lips hesitantly brushed against yours. You mumble against his lips “No he didn’t say anything, but I like you too,” before pulling him back to you and kissing him properly this time. It was soft and calmer than you thought, but the feeling of his lips against yours was so euphoric that you didn’t want to ever stop.
You finally pulled away, gasping for air. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, and whispered, “I like the taste of your lips on mine. I would do anything to taste them again” “Even the accidental confession” “If it means I get to kiss you like this again, then I would do anything.”
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Good Vibes (Repost)
Smut: Minors DNI
You decide to surprise your lovely boyfriend Felix with a gift, a little remote-controlled vibrator you can fit in your panties.
Contains: Sex toys, vibrators, cum play, orgasm control, oral (male receiving)
Word Count: 2005
Author’s Note: Reposting this because I decided to go back and edit some parts also I kinda screwed up how I posted it in the first place.
You grabbed the small package at the front of your door, eager to show Felix what was inside. You hoped this little toy would be as much fun for him as it would be for you. You quickly bring it over to your bedroom, excited to finally play with it. Carefully, you opened up the box, pulling out a tiny pink toy with a matching pink remote. You click the button on the remote, the toy begins to quietly vibrate in your hand, it’s exactly what you had hoped for.
“Hey Felix, come here, I wanna show you something,” You call out to your boyfriend as he passes by.
“What is it, my love?” He walks over to you, placing his hand on the small of your back. A slightly puzzled expression appears on his face as he looks at what's in your hands. You hand him the remote, his confusion quickly melting away as his lips curl up into a devilish smile. You smirk and look innocently at him, “What do you think Love? Do you want to try it out?”
He nods fervently, “Put it in your panties right now, I wanna see how this shit works.”
You obey, turning around to reach into your panties to put it into place.
“Okay, I think it’s in place.”
Without hesitation he hits the button on the remote, he flashes that same devilish grin at you again as he sees your whole body react. Your eyes roll back into your head as you reach out to him to help keep your balance. The sensation in your panties causes you to shudder and your thighs to squeeze together, you bite your lip to try to stifle a moan.
Felix holds you up, his arm around your waist as he leans in to whisper in your ear.
“Feel good babe?” his low voice causes a bolt of pleasure to shoot right down to your core. Before you can even respond to him the vibrations in between your legs stop. You whine, Felix looks at you and shrugs, pretending like you weren’t just about to cum right there on the spot.
He pulls you into one of his signature bear hugs, placing a kiss on your head before pulling away to look at you.
“How about we change into our comfy clothes for the night and watch a movie together? Wouldn’t that be fun my love?” he asks as he tucks a stray strand of hair behind your ear. You can’t deny how amazing of an idea that sounds, it seems as if getting time alone together becomes more and more rare these days.
“Sounds like a plan,” you say, unbuttoning your jeans to trade them for sweatpants. Felix does the same, although you can feel his eyes burning holes into you as you change. You blush, even after all the times the two of you have seen each other naked neither of you can deny how goddamn attractive the other is.
Once dressed, he grabs your hand, pulling you towards the living room.
“You can pick the movie while I go make some popcorn.”
You sit down on the couch in front of the TV, grabbing the remote to start scrolling through Netflix. You decide on some stupid-looking romcom, seemed like it would be a good choice as you had a feeling you’d hardly be watching it anyways.
All of a sudden you tense up, feeling the low grumble of the vibrator again. You allow your body to sink into the couch, letting yourself fully enjoy the feeling since Felix isn’t right there to watch you. The sensation continues for another couple of minutes, stopping right before Felix walks into the room with a bowl of popcorn in his hand. He takes in the sight of you, sprawled out on the couch with a disheveled look on your face. He decides not to comment on it, but the smug look on his face and the slight bulge in his sweatpants tells you all you need to know.
He sits down next to you and you snuggle up to him, kissing the side of his neck before starting the movie. The two of you stay like that for a bit, taking in the warmth of each other as the movie plays. He hand-feeds you popcorn while placing loving kisses on your temple, you feel so at peace, soaking in the moment as much as you can. The movie plays on for about 30 minutes before the feeling in your panties returns. At this point, you had honestly forgotten the toy was even there.
You bury your face into his shoulder, his shirt helps to muffle your moans. He places a hand on the back of your head, cradling you as you lose yourself in pleasure. Your legs start to tremble, you can start to sense that familiar feeling building up inside of you. Felix holds you tight as you get ready to let pleasure take over your body. Then, the feeling you were enjoying so much inside your panties stops, you take a deep breath as you regain your composure.
“Are you still doing okay Love?” Felix smiles at you, not smugly though, pure love and care are behind that smile. You can still see his eyes are filled with darkness and lust, but he still does truly care about you and wants to make sure you’re still having fun. You smile back at him, throwing your arms around him.
“I’m amazing, don’t feel like you have to hold back”.
Felix grabs you, moving you to sit in between his legs on the chaise, one of his arms wrapped around your waist and the other holding the remote. The two of you have pretty much forgotten about the movie at this point. You lean up to kiss him, he deepens the kiss by parting his mouth, his tongue swiping over your bottom lip. The two of you continue your heated exchange for a bit, you can feel his bulge slowly hardening against your lower back. He messes with you by clicking the button on the remote on and off, not letting you feel anything for more than thirty seconds. He suddenly pulls away, deciding to pretend to be interested in the movie.
“Felix…” you whine, wanting more.
He decides to ignore you, but also still gives you exactly what you want. The vibrations return, you can feel the intensity of the toy increasing each second. Your hands shoot between your legs, your legs start to shake. You lean back into Felix, looking up into his eyes as you let moans slip out past your lips.
“Felix...” his name comes out as a whisper, “I think I’m gonna cum.”
“Then do it, let it all out baby.”
Your body shakes and trembles, you clench your legs together as you work through your orgasm. The heat that’s been building up inside of you all this time finally releasing. Felix holds you tightly, kissing the top of your head and whispering sweet nothings as you ride out your orgasm. You turn to him, breathless, the vibrating finally stopping.
He runs his fingers through your hair, pushing it off your face, “How do you feel angel?”
“Amazing.”
“Do you feel up to going into the bedroom?”
You look down, he’s rock hard, you can see the precum leaking through his sweatpants. You let your actions speak for you, turning the movie off and grabbing his hand to lead him to the bedroom.
You stop him in front of the bed, quickly getting on your knees in front of him. You loop your fingers around the band of his sweatpants, pulling them down. His cock springs up in your face, the tip pink and glistening with precum. You give him a couple of pumps with your hand before your tongue starts to tease his tip. He immediately throws back his head, deep moans leaving his mouth as his hands pull at your hair. You take as much of him in as you can, using your hand to pump what you can’t fit in. He starts to thrust into your mouth, using you like his own fucktoy.
Right before he gets too close to cumming he pulls out, as much as he loves oral he definitely wants to feel the real thing tonight. He pulls you up off your knees, planting a passionate kiss on your lips. He pulls away only to undress you, letting the toy fall out of your panties and onto the floor.
He pushes you down on the bed, your legs hanging off the edge as he stands in between them. He aligns himself up with your center, coating his tip with the wetness from your previous orgasm. He looks into your eyes, silently asking for permission, you smile at him and nod. You’d trust Felix with your life, so, of course, you’d trust him with your body. He places a kiss on your cheek before slowly thrusting into you, giving you time to adjust before picking up the pace. He quickly builds up speed, his hands holding a firm grip on your hips as your bodies move together.
You glance over to your personal vibrator on the nightstand, Felix’s eyes catching what you're looking at. He leans over to grab it, never losing connection with your body. He turns it on and hands it to you, you place it onto your still-sensitive clit as he continues to thrust in and out of you. You moan at the feeling of being stretched out by your boyfriend along with the sensation on your clit. Your pussy starts to clench around his cock without you even realizing it.
You can see the sweat running down Felix’s forehead, he moans to you. “Are you close my love? I don’t think I can last much longer.”
“Don’t worry about me,” you say you breathlessly. “Felix... I want you to cum on my stomach,”
That’s all he needed to hear, he gives you a couple more deep thrusts before pulling out, pumping himself as warm cum covers your lower body. The feeling of his cum hitting your skin is all you need to trigger your second orgasm of the night. You press the vibrator tightly to your swollen clit as you ride out your orgasm, this one more intense than the first. Your mind goes completely blank as you scream out your boyfriend’s name, the room feeling as if it’s spinning. Felix’s hands lovingly rub at your sides to help ground you as he carefully places sweet kisses all along your face.
You both look at each other with post-orgasm bliss.
“I love you Felix,” you say so quietly, only he could ever hear it.
“I love you too Y/N,” an angelic smile appearing on his face. He pulls away from you to grab a tissue, wiping most of the cum off your stomach before he leads you to the bathroom. He starts the shower for you, climbing in with you to help wash off the mess he’s made on you. He grabs the washcloth and carefully wipes your body down, being mindful of how sensitive you must be.
The two of you step out of the shower, deciding to brush your teeth and head to bed. After the both of you are settled in bed he reaches over and pulls you close.
“Hey Y/N, you know I love you a lot, right?”
Every time he says that it gives you butterflies. “I know Felix, you know I love you a lot too, right?”
He hums happily, burying his face into your hair. The two of you feel exhaustion quickly taking over your bodies, it’s not long before you hear quiet snores leave his mouth. You smile, you’re so in love with this man, nothing could be better than falling asleep in his arms.
While you may not have talked about it that night, you both knew you’d definitely be using your new toy again.
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Stray Kids Imagine: How They Cuddle
Prompt: How would the Stray Kids members cuddle with you
Requested? No
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 979
Warnings: None
Gender neutral reader. Gifs are not mine!
Disclaimer: This is a repost from my original blog, this is my own original work and not copied.
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Bang Christopher Chan
Chans cuddles would be very gentle but firm. He loves to hold you close to him and just enjoy the feeling of you in your arms. When he’s at home he would love laying down with you on his chest, playing with your hair as you both talk about your day or whatever else comes to mind. If you came to visit at work he would have you in his lap so you could hug him while he works. His free hand able to rub your back and hug you while he works. Always willing to give you hugs when you feel down, you always feel safe in his arms.
Lee Minho
How Minho cuddles you really depends on how he’s feeling that day. Loves to curl up with you on the couch after a long day, just holding each other and either talking or watching something on TV. However, if he’s in a more playful mood you can bet he’s going to make getting affection from him difficult. Would constantly poke and tickle at you just to get a reaction or dodge your attempts to hug him only to drop in your lap a few minutes later when he’s tired. Needless to say, cuddles with Minho are never boring.
Seo Changbin
Such a softie for you and your affection. Always hugging you close to him whether that be laying in bed together or him back hugging you while you work. He loves holding you as he feels like he can protect you when you’re in his arms. Would absolutely love if you were to gently stroke his arm or face with occasional kisses while cuddling. Though there are also times when he has a stressful day at the studio and wants nothing more than to curl up and feel your arms around him, stroking his hair and talking to him softly until he falls asleep. In conclusion, Changbin is a soft baby that needs all of your love an affection whether he admits it or not.
Hwang Hyunjin
You are the one holding him 99.9% of the time. Hyunjin loves nothing more than coming home after a long day and just collapsing on top of you. Your chest is his personal pillow as he would nuzzle against you and listen to your heartbeat with his arms tightly around you. This gives you perfect access to play with his hair or rub at his back as he relaxes against you. In the chance that he is the one holding you, it would be the same position with the roles reversed, him laying or sitting back with you against his chest. Loves how close you feel to each other during these moments, especially if you haven’t seen each other in a while.
Han Jisung
A very loving and playful cuddler who will cling to you any chance he can get. Would love back hugs or just curling into your side as you two watch movies or play games. Constantly playing with your hands and giving you cute little kisses while cuddling against you. Will randomly sneak up behind you and hug you while humming and swaying you both softly. Also loves laying with his head on your stomach if you two are laying down or napping. If you try to get up for whatever reason, expect him to cling to you and whine until you either agree to sit back down or convince him to let you go.
Lee Felix Yongbok
Another very playful and clingy member. If you are in the area, you can bet Felix will be clinging to you. Will want to have you close to him as much as possible. He would snuggle into your side or be hugging you while dramatically nuzzling against you to get your attention. Would love to play games with you sitting in his lap, his head resting on your shoulder and occasionally kissing your cheek. Definitely the little spoon when you guys are at home, but would want to face you. He would lay facing you with one arm over your waist and your legs tangled together and you holding him while you two talk about whatever comes to mind before falling asleep together. Bonus points if you give him kisses while he’s falling asleep, be prepared for a large smile and tired giggles as he holds you closer.
Kim Seungmin
Seungmin wouldn’t be as affectionate as some of the other members but would still love to have you close to him. Likes sitting next to you so he could have his arm around you or will throw his arms over your shoulders. Will rest his head on your shoulder and just stay like that until one of you had to move. When it’s late and you’re both laying down he likes to hold you close with your back against his chest. His arm thrown across your middle keeping you pressed against him, occasionally leaving gentle kisses to your head as you watched movies or just waited to fall asleep.
(You’re Changbin)
Yang Jeongin
Another one who would prefer that you hold him as it makes him feel warm and loved. If you’re taller than he is, he would love for you to back hug him with your head resting on his head/shoulder. If you’re shorter, he would love to cuddle while sitting or laying down so he could lean against you with your arms around him. Rub his back softly and play with his hair as you two are curled up on the couch and he will be putty in your hands. Jeongin feels safe in your arms, so please protect him at all costs.
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°-> date night (Bang Chan)
genre -> hard dom!sadist!Chan x sub!masochist!reader
description -> you’re giving a bit too much attitude on date night.
warnings -> knife play. impact play. sadism. masochism. degradation. honorifics. “sir” name calling. “slut” “whore” “bitch”
word count -> 1.9K
you slam the car door shut and cross your arms over your chest.
“hey. drop the attitude, you aren’t going to cause a scene in public.” Chan scolds you from the other side of the car.
you huff, “maybe i wouldn’t be causing a scene if someone wasn’t being an asshole on the entire ride here.”
“oh is that how we’re playing tonight,” he questioned, “i can show you being an asshole darling, but don’t blame me when you get what you’ve earned.”
you stand with your mouth wide open as he walks inside, leaving you to trail behind him. you run as fast as you can in heels to tag along with him and stop him at the door, “and what is it i’ve earned, your royal bitchiness?”
his tongue traces over his teeth and he leans in closer to your ear, “keep going and you’ll find out sooner rather than later,” and then he straightens back up and walks around you, inside the restaurant.
you wear your most pissed expression and you swing the door open and walk inside to the table you had reserved for the night.
you sit down at the booth next to Chan and cross your legs over each other. the dress is too skin tight and is ungodly uncomfortable, but you manage for the sake of style.
Chan slides his hand over onto yours and asks, “have we calmed down a bit?”
to which you respond, “has hell frozen over or are you just that dense?”
“don’t say i didn’t give you a chance,” he says as the waiter walks up.
“hello, what can i get started for you two today?” the man asks.
you feel a presence run up your thigh and brush over your underwear. “i’ll have a water.” you reply, slightly fumbling over your words.
the waiter nods, “and for you sir?”
“i’ll have a water as well,” he looks over at you
“i’ll have that right out,” and the waiter leaves.
“what the fuck was that,” you whisper-yell at your fiancé.
“what you deserve,” he smirks back, “and don’t think this ends there. go to the bathroom, you know what to do.”
you stare at him in shock, “absolutely fucking not, we’re at a restaurant,” you fumble over your excuse.
“and i gave you a chance. bathroom. now.” he demands.
you give him a look of disbelief, “what the fu-“ he cuts you off, “or i can tear them off of you right here. the choice is yours.”
you stomp your way to the restrooms and slam the stall door shut. “unbelievable,” you complain, sliding your underwear off.
you make your way back to the booth and plop down next to chan, placing the wadded up cloth in his palm, “there you fucking go,” you hiss.
“being a brat won’t do you any good. i’d suggest toning it down,” he whispers
“yeah, whatever.”
the water is brought to the table soon after the silence sets in and the waiter starts the next order process, “any spoilers tonight?”
chan looks at you then back at the waiter, “could we have a moment to discuss?”
“of course, take your time,” and he wanders off again.
“we’re getting the caprese salad,” chan tells you.
“i thought you sai-“ your breath hitches and you feel his fingers plunge into you.
your breath is uneven and your knees are shaking by the time the waiter comes back, “appetizers?”
“yes, we’ll have- fuck- the caprese…” you lose your track
“the caprese salad,” chan finishes.
“it will be out soon,” the waiter looks at you oddly.
“what are you doing,” you fume to chan
“what you clearly wanted since we walked in here. you did this to yourself. i told you didn’t i,” he teases in your ear
“don’t act like this…” he thumbs your clit and curves his fingers up, “doesn’t feel absolutely amazing,” he leaves a soft kiss behind your ear.
you shut your eyes, trying to deny the pleasure, but to no avail. the subconscious grinding against his hand is all the confirmation chan needs to continue.
a clank is heard below you and your skin turns pale.
“oops, i’ll have to go get that,” chan casually says, pulling himself under the table.
you cross your legs only for them to be forced apart seconds later. the sudden feeling of Chan’s tongue is sent through your body and then he reappears next to you.
you bite your lip and squeeze your thighs together, as much as you hate to admit it, you love the feeling, the rush, you get from things like this.
you fidget with your hands and rum them against your thighs, plotting on how to take this further.
until it hits you. you slowly slide your hand next to you, over the seat, and onto Chan’s thigh. he grabs your wrist, “what the fuck do you think you’re doing,” he hisses.
“payback,” you smirk, tearing your hand out of his grip and rubbing your hand over the crotch of his pants.
it grows noticeably tighter under your touch, “someone’s pent up, huh?”
he smacks your hand and pins it down against the booth seat, “car. now,” he demands.
you smirk and get up, bouncing your way back to the car as chan slams a $100 bill on the table and follows you out of the restaurant.
you get in the car and chan immediately starts driving. no noise, no touches, only the headlights beaming on the road.
the car stops after about 5 minutes of driving on the side of the road.
“what are we doing?” you ask confusedly
he gets out of the car and opens the back door, “get the fuck out of the car and get into the backseat.” he says, not a hint of playfulness in his tone.
you stare at him in fear, you may have gone a bit too far, “NOW.” he yells.
you make your way to the backseat and sit on you knees, waiting for instruction.
“lay down. knees apart,” he demands.
you do as your told, not willing to push him further than you already have.
he climbs on top of you and trances his hand down your dress; you shiver under his touch.
his hand goes into his pocket and comes out brandishing a knife. your eyes widen and you lick your lips in anticipatory fear.
“this,” he opens the blade and sits it at the top of your dress, “is my favorite toy to use on you,” he carefully slides the pointed edge down the center of your clothes, careful to cut only the dress away.
he pushes back the now separated fabric and lightly traces the point of the knife down your stomach, “let’s play a game,” Chan suggests.
you lightly nod as he continues, “the louder you get, the harder i press.”
your eyes widen as he inserts 2 fingers into you and relentlessly thrusts them in and out.
with one hand in you and the other holding a blade to your thigh, he lowers his head down and licks a strip from the base of his fingers up to your clit. a gasp forced its way out of your mouth, making chan press the blade down slightly. you tense up but relax into the pressure of the knife releasing.
he continues this cycle, making you release soft sounds, pressing just enough to not break skin, and then taking away the pressure.
at some point, after doing this for enough time to bore him, he throws the knife to the side and gets rid of his own clothing.
he sticks his legs out and pressed himself up, “i think it’s about my turn isn’t it, slut,” you gulp and nod, crawling in between his legs.
you pull his length out of his boxers and he hissed at the air making contact with him. you look up at him through the top of your eyes as your tongue meets the base of his cock. you lick a clean strip up to his top and then take as much as you possibly can without gagging.
“is that really the best you can do,” he remarks.
you nod, continuing your work. “then i guess i’ll just have to help you hm,” he says bluntly as he takes a hand full of hair in each fist and pushed your head down.
tears well in your eyes and you gag at the foreign feeling in the back of your throat before he pulls you back up. he gives an annoyed smile before breathing out and sending your head back down. but this time he does it repeatedly, not stopping until a salty liquid is shot down your throat and tears are streaming down your face.
“atta girl,” he says, pushing himself into his knees.
“now,” he strokes himself again, “face down, ass up,” he orders.
you follow suit and hide your face on the carpeted area of the backseat. his cock presses against you and you sit in silence until he, without warning, slams into you.
you let out a scream, giving him the gratification he needed to pull out almost entirely and slam back in, “for someone who didn’t want this an hour ago you sure do sound like you’re enjoying yourself, don’t you,” he snidely remarks
you make a noise of agreement and your head is moved by your throat. Chana’s hand has found it’s way around your neck and he’s repeatedly slamming into you while cutting off your oxygen, “that’s not an answer, bitch,” he sneers.
he pulls out of you and pushes you into your side, then your back.
“i said…” he smacks your cheek, “you sound like you’re enjoying it, don’t you?”
“yes,” you whimper
“yes, what” he slides his hand up to your throat.
“yes, sir,” you cover your face as much as you can with your arms.
“absolutely not,” he pins your arms to either side of your head, “don’t cover your face, i want to see you.”
you nod in defeat as he lines himself back up with you, “such a pretty whore,” he thrusts into you.
“you may put up a fight, but i know what you want,” he continues thrusting as he smacks your face again.
you scream at the mix of pain and pleasure, both things he knows you love, and try to catch your breath, “at the end of the day, im always going to give you what you want. but you always have to be such a-“ he pulls out entirely “bitch,” he finishes his sentence
you whine at the loss of contact.
“what’s wrong? missing something,” he teases.
you nod furiously until he speaks again, “the. you should have no problem telling me what that is, and begging for what you want while you’re at it.”
you look down and hit your lip, “eyes on me, slut,” you look up at him
“i want you. please, sir. i need all of you,” he smirks and pounds back into you, “all you had to say princess.”
you lose yourself in the pain and the pleasure he gives you so willingly.
you reach your high just as he does and he shoves his head into your neck, biting at the exposed skin.
you moan, scream, and whine all at once as he finishes inside of you, leaving you a leaking, hot mess.
he pulls out and lays down next to you.
“you did so good,” he praises you
“but if you ever act like that again, you won’t be able to think for yourself for a good week, understand me?”
you nod, “yes sir,” and cuddle into his chest.
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ᝰ unexplored territory ( BC )
pairing. bang chan x gn!reader
content. established relationship, inexperienced reader, lots of kissing, chan comforting reader, no smut — suggestive fluff.
warning. making out, suggestive themes
wordcount. 1k
summary. after a date at chan's appartment, loving kisses escalate into something a lot more heated. your lack of experience stresses you out so much that you end up freezing into place the moment chan asks whether you want him to take you to his room. "babe, what's wrong?" he asks you. this was absolutely not where you expected your night to head.
A sound left your half opened mouth as your back gently hit the wall. Upon hearing it, Chan apologized against your lips, his hands finding home around your waist. Softly, with the pads of his thumbs, he rubbed small circles against the fabric of your shirt; as if he tried to keep apologizing for pinning you against the wall a little more harshly than he meant to. Even if he wanted to, he could not go on a rant about how sorry he was anyway, his mouth too occupied with kissing yours senseless.
It was another typical date. Chan had invited you for dinner at his place. He had tried to cook, ruined it, you tried to help, made it worse and ended up ordering take out. Though embarrassed, Chan could not help but giggle about how there was no way he could have started out a date worse than he did but you reassured him. At least, the food he got you both was tasty and you had made a memory you would be able to look back on fondly.
One thing led to another, you talked each other's ears off for what felt like hours and as you were about to leave he kissed you on the lips. Chills ran up and down your spine; you wanted a little more than this. So, you wrapped your arms around his neck and deepened the kiss while you felt bold enough. Chan happily let you do so, following your every movement as you sighed into his mouth.
That made his head spin. You were so beautiful, so good to him and he barely knew what to do with all of this. Despite his numerous attempts to stay grounded, Chan got overwhelmed; which is where he bumped you against the wall. He took the chance your slightly opened mouth gave him to slip his tongue in; kissing you silly until you were almost out of breath. There was an impatience to his moves, as if he had waited for things to escalate this way for a while now. When you pulled at his shirt, he rested his forehead against yours, giving you a little time to catch your breath and calm your racing heart down.
"Shall we take this to the bedroom?" He breathed out.
You froze. Despite how many dates you had gone on and accepting to be his girlfriend a while back, you never told Chan about your lack of experience. You had making out down, thanks to the hours of practise you got with your previous potential partners but any more than that was unexplored territory and that scared you a great deal.
"Babe, what's wrong?" Chan asked.
In a matter of seconds, he had picked up on your changed demeanor; which was quite sweet but made you a little nervous. Were you really about to tell him that? Were you truly a few seconds away from revealing your lack of experience in the bedroom?
"Nothing it's just," you started "I don't really- I haven't- You know... I've never, well... done anything like this before and..." you trailed off, taking fistfuls of his black shirt.
"Alright, do you want to stop? We don't have to do anything if you don't want to."
"No! No, that's not it. I really- I would love to explore this with you I just- I don't know what I'm doing." you explained as you searched for his eyes, for anything that could keep you anchored really.
He detached his forehead from yours so you could look directly at him, and upon revealing his face, chan threw you a gentle smile. The man before you radiated warmth as he placed the palm of his hand on your cheek.
"That's fine. You don't have to worry about any of this." he explained.
"But what if you don't like it? I don't know what feels good. I'm not even sure how this is all supposed to pan out and-" Chan cut you off, planting a soft kiss on your lips.
You looked at him, dumbfounded. Not only were you beyond nervous but now he kissed you out of the blue too? Something, probably the look on your face, made him giggle a little bit and you relaxed upon hearing the familiar sound of his laugh.
"As i said, that's fine. You don't have to know everything anyway. This is supposed to be fun for you too after all, not just me. And if you don't feel like jumping in the pool yet we can just dip our toes in it, you know?"
He was right. You put yourself under so much pressure that you had forgotten about the main purpose of all of this. It was supposed to be fun for you too. Though a little unclear, the metaphor did not fly right over your head. In fact, you knew exactly what he meant and that reassured you a lot.
"I think I'd prefer to dip my toes in the water tonight." you replied, "If that's okay with you."
Chan smiled, nodding slowly as he carressed your cheek with his thumb.
"It's more than okay. I would love that actually."
You finally smiled back at him, tightening the hold you had around his neck to dip him into another kiss. Chan hummed against your lips as he kissed back, tilting his head just right in an invitation to let you take the lead which you accepted.
Chan could not help but smile against your lips, loving the way you touched him with such care, as if he would break under your fingertips. There was an incomparable gentleness to your every move, something Chan caught himself falling in love with over and over again.
A bite to your lower lip had you utter a sound you never thought yourself capable of making. You would have felt embarrassed but you knew the man in front of you would not mention it.
For the second time that night, Chan broke apart from you to catch his breath, something you were beyond thankful for. You took this time to search for his eyes again. As you gazed directly at each other, chan smiled.
"Shall we take this to the bedroom?" he asked again.
"Gladly."
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