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𝑆𝐾𝑍

𝐵𝑎𝑛𝑔𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑛 ~

𝐿𝑒𝑒 𝐾𝑛𝑜𝑤 ~

𝑆𝑒𝑜 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑏𝑖𝑛 ~ Save Me

𝐻𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑔 𝐻𝑦𝑢𝑛𝑗𝑖𝑛 ~

𝐻𝑎𝑛 𝐽𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑢𝑛𝑔 ~

𝐿𝑒𝑒 𝐹𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑥 ~

𝐾𝑖𝑚 𝑆𝑒𝑢𝑛𝑔𝑚𝑖𝑛 ~

𝑌𝑎𝑛𝑔 𝐽𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑖𝑛 ~

𝑀𝑂𝑁𝑆𝑇𝐴 𝑋

𝑆ℎ𝑜𝑤𝑛𝑢 ~

𝑀𝑖𝑛ℎ𝑦𝑢𝑘 ~

𝐾𝑖ℎ𝑦𝑢𝑛 ~

𝑊𝑜𝑛ℎ𝑜 ~ 𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑛

𝐻𝑦𝑢𝑛𝑔𝑤𝑜𝑛 ~

𝐽𝑜𝑜ℎ𝑒𝑜𝑛 ~

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑘𝑦𝑢𝑛 ~

𝐵𝐴𝑁𝐺𝑇𝐴𝑁

𝑁𝑎𝑚𝑗𝑜𝑜𝑛 ~

𝑌𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑖 ~

𝐽ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒 ~

𝐽𝑖𝑛 ~

𝐽𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑛 ~

𝑇𝑎𝑒ℎ𝑦𝑢𝑛𝑔 ~

𝐽𝑢𝑛𝑔𝑘𝑜𝑜𝑘 ~

《Baby...n-not now...p-please》

[Skz Jeongin, R18 oneshot]

Pairing:  Sub!Jeongin x Dom fem!reader

A/N: Btw he looks so cute in this photo omggg *squeals*

Note: Image(s) is not mine and credit goes to its original owner.

Summary: Teasing boyfriend Jeongin in the morning.

“Beep beep beep,” the alarm sound resonated throughout the room. You slowly opened your eyes and stumbled your way to find your phone. “What, it's only 6am?” You squinted your eyes at the screen. (Should I go and eat breakfast? Or go back to sleep?) You thought to yourself before turning around to look at Jeongin hugging a plushie, sleeping peacefully. (Hehe, so cute.) Your heart instantly melted at the sight of your adorable boyfriend. (Nah, I'll make breakfast later. How can I resist the temptation to cuddle with him?) You quietly put your hands around his waist, careful to not make a sound. (Mm, so soothing.)

You planted a soft kiss on Jeongin's neck, followed by numerous pecks on his cheek. "Mm," Jeongin stirred in his sleep. (Haha, he's so sensitive.) Suddenly, a naughty idea popped into your head. You eyed Jeongin with a self-satisfied smirk.

You positioned yourself such that your body is hovering above Jeongin’s body. You inched your hand closer to his inner thigh, rubbing in a circular motion with your thumb. Jeongin’s breath audibly picked up as you kept creeping closer and closer to his crotch. (Hmm, still not awake huh? Alright, game on.) 

You proceeded to rub his inner thigh at a greater speed, intentionally avoiding his crotch. This continued for a couple of seconds before a whiny sound escaped from Jeongin’s lips. He forced his eyes open and looked up in surprise and embarrassment. “Baby...w-why are you on t-top of m-me?” He mumbled softly.

“Good morning, babe.” You gave a quick peck on his lips and flicked the tip of his cock. “Ahnn,” he moaned and could feel his cheeks heating up. It surprised him slightly as he didn’t expect to be so turned on by your gesture. You stroked his cock slowly, trying to get a reaction out of him. He shuffled slightly and bit his lips. You held back a smirk, enjoying the fact that he is so vulnerable to your touch. A simple touch.

“Baby...n-not now...p-please,” Jeongin trembled at you shaking his cock faster. You ignored him and continued groping his cock. “It is still m-morning...can I take ahnn~~ a b-break p-please?” He whined loudly and looked at you with puppy dog eyes. However, you ignored his pleas and took his cock into your mouth.

You swirled your tongue around his cock and bobbed your head up and down. “Babe, your cock...is so warm,” you teased. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see his face contort in a mix of emotions: pleasure, happiness and lust. (Yup, this is the feeling. The best feeling.)

“B-baby, please stop! Ahnn~ If you move so fast...I’m g-gonna,” he was close to cumming and you could see it. You pitied him but that did not stop you from your plan. You ran your tongue over his tip while your use your hand to play with his balls. Jeongin was seeing stars due to overstimulation. Moreover, tears stained the sides of his face. (This is a sight to see. How can he still be so good-looking even when tearing up?)  

He felt his cock twitch in your mouth, signaling his incoming climax. “CUMMING! I’M CUMMING!!” He yelled loudly. A lopsided grin flickered across your face. Then, you abruptly stopped and removed your mouth from his cock. “Too bad you don’t get to cum.” You smiled endearingly while the poor boy panted. Heavily. 

“Why did you stop!” Jeongin cried out. You wiped the sweat off his forehead and drew circles on his chest. Next, you pinched his nipples and his cock sprang up at your touch. You chuckled, “Heh looks like someone still haven’t had enough fun yet!” Jeongin blushed like a red tomato at your remark.

“Can you…would you…” He was indeed too embarrassed to finish the sentence, yet could not seem to let go of the idea. “Please?”

“Can I what?” You asked, teasing the poor boy a little. You knew clearly what he wanted, but you did not want to let him off so easily.  If he wanted something, he need to beg for it. He buried his face in his arms as his face flushed with embarrassment. “C-can you please fuck me, noona?” You smirked, getting up from his body.

You thought deeply for a moment before rejecting his suggestion. “Hmm, maybe next time! Let’s go have breakfast.” You then proceeded to leave the room, leaving a confused Jeongin behind. 

“B-But I even call you noona! W-WAIT, COME BACK!” He shouted with frustration. “When is next time?” 

You laughed, “You guess.” 

“No fair!” 

(What an eventful morning. Hehe.)

~The end~

ON THE WAY HOME | yji

🧸 pairing. yang jeongin + gn!reader

synopsis. after a bad day at work, all your boyfriend wants to do is cuddle up to you and forget about everything.

🌙 wc. 0.8k | au. idol!au; established relationship; hurt/comfort imagine

For the past hours, you’d dozed off more times that you could count as your eyes tried focusing on the late night tv show playing on the screen in front of you, slowly sipping on the hot coffee you’d made for yourself a few minutes earlier— forcing yourself to drink it in hopes of it helping you stay awake longer, at least until you could see your boyfriend walk into your shared apartment from his late night work hours, safe and sound.

He’d been seriously overworking himself lately, along with the rest of his group members, spending hours upon hours just practicing the same choreographies over and over and over again, everyone going back home only when the choreographer deemed them to be coordinated and precise enough. And, aside from those long, daily, dance practices, they still had to think about joining their vocal and/or rap lessons, to tend to other work-related issues, be active on their Bubble and take care of their loved ones at the same time. You still wondered how he did it.

The sound of keys jingling from the other side of your front door made you softly smile and down the remaining coffee in one go, placing the cup on the coffeetable before getting up from the couch and quickly walking towards the door.

“Welcome back home, Innie.” you said as soon as he walked into your apartment, his eyes wide with surprise as he locked the door behind him, his heart fluttering at how soft and cuddly you looked at that moment— oversized, fluffy pajama on and a big comforter draped on your shoulder, a beautiful smile adorning your lips as a final touch.

With open arms, you walked closer to him and engulfed him in a warm hug, “Why are you awake? It’s 3am.” he tiredly mumbled in your hair while petting your head lovingly, trying with all his might to keep his frustrated tears in his eyes, not wanting to worry you.

“Have you had dinner?” you asked after a moment spent in complete silence, just relishing in each other’s warmth, and he nodded.

“Mhm, I just— I just wanna take a shower and sleep in your arms tonight… Please?” he begged, his voice cracking as he buried his face in the crook of your neck.

You frowned. It wasn't unusual for him to ask to be pampered before going to sleep, but what was unusual was for him to look this upset, this sad, this… tired. “Of course, Innie. No need to ask.” you said, soothingly rubbing his circles on his back, “Go take a hot shower, then we can cuddle and talk for as long as you want, k?” you asked with a smile, intertwining your fingers with his and dragging him to the bathroom, after helping him take off his coat and shoes, noticing he was just too tired and sore to do that on his own.

And twenty minutes later, you were laying stomach up on your shared bed, an altered Jeongin rambling on about his day with his body huddled between your legs, his arms circling your back as he buried his face in your chest, a few stray tears escaping his foxy eyes and wetting your fluffy pajama, “And then Minho yelled at us to do it again, but I was so so tired. I told him I just needed a quick break, but he just wouldn't stop screaming at us a-and—” he sniffled, tightening his grip around you as you kept running your fingers through his soft hair, letting him understand he could finally let go all the frustration that had been tormenting him these past weeks. That it was okay to cry and let it all out.

His body shook with ugly sobs and whimpers as he still tried to explain the events of the day to you, though his words were getting slurrier and slurrier by the second, and his head, which he’d previously propped up on his folded arms over your chest, kept falling to the side when he started falling asleep amid sentences.

You held back an adoring squeal as you reached for your phone on your nightstand, wanting to take a picture of fluffy, soft Jeongin, when a soft, “Y/N-nnie…?” slurred out of his lips, as he gently tugged at your right sleeve when he felt he was a second away from falling asleep. You looked him in the eyes with a smile, his foxy, dark eyes becoming heavier by the second, but he couldn't go to sleep without getting first a— “g’ night kiss?” Jeongin whispered, pointing to his pouty lips with his eyes closed.

You giggled, cupping his face with your hands and rubbing the tear stains off his cheeks, before leaning forward and softly pecking each one of them, making him blush. You then pressed your lips against his, whispering an “I love you so much.”, to which he responded with a smile and a squeeze of your waist.

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whipped

Stray Kids Imagine

Summary: the boys are whipped and reader is spoiled rotten.

SFW, fluffy and cute (,:

-OT8

4k words (got carried away on hannie’s >_<)

Bang Chan:

"Mmm," you hum lowly watching a cooking video on your phone. You didn't even realize you were hungry until you got stuck scrolling on some random cooking page.

"I'm hungry now," you mumble quietly to Jisung beside you, turning your phone to show him the video. He nods before you even turn the phone, your phone screen had caught his attention earlier and he had been watching over your shoulder.

“I’ve been watching since that chicken parmigiana,” he admits and you laugh but Chan’s voice speaks up before you can reply. Neither of you had realized he has pushed one of his headphones back and heard the whole conversation.

"Here, princess. Go get something to eat," you feel the plastic hit your leg before you even realize Chan had been getting his card out of his wallet.

“Don’t go too far without telling me where you’re going,” he adds on, turning back around towards the track he had been working on.

"I'll just go to the vending machine. Do you want anything?" you ask, standing and tucking your phone into your back pocket. He turns his head towards you as you start inching towards the door.

"No, I'm okay. Thank you," he replies with a soft smile and eyes you while you turn and walk out of the room. He doesn't turn back to continue working on the track again until you are completely out of his sight.

"Oh my gosh. You are down bad," Changbin speaks up from beside Chan and Jisung bursts out laughing behind him.

"He took the nickname 'princess' literally," Jisung laughs out and Changbin agrees with vigorous nods.

“She’s got you like this,” he holds up his pinky towards Chan and he swats his hand away, a blush rising up his neck at the teasing.

Changbin pokes Chan’s neck, catching Jisung’s attention at the blush and Chan swats his hand away again, slightly embarrassed because he knows his friends are right.

"W-what did I do now?" He stutters out, looking between the two before you walk back into the room, a bag of chips in your hand.

"Thank you, Channie," you smile as you walk over to him, handing him his card back. He grabs the card from you but before you can retract your hand, he pulls it back towards him, pressing a kiss to the top of your hand and then flipping your hand and placing one to the inside of your wrist.

He never breaks eye contact and you’re in a trance when his chocolate eyes meet yours. He looks like an adoring puppy, and it seems you’re his owner.

You smile and retract your hand, pressing your own lips to the same spots that he had. He smiles at the indirect kiss and you blow a kiss at him before walking back over to your spot beside Jisung.

"He is wrapped around your finger," Jisung says after Chan replaces his headphones, causing Changbin to start laughing again and holding his pinky up towards you, like he had done to your boyfriend earlier.

Lee Know:

You and your boyfriend, Minho, arrived back at his house, ready to start your weekly movie night with him and his three other roommates. Minho had come and picked you up, like always, and that alone got the boys riled up.

"Why does he always need to go pick you up?" Felix asks when you sit next to him and you laugh and shrug.

"I don't know. He says I don't need to drive if he is perfectly capable of driving. I just chose to let it be," you smile and look over at Felix noticing chills on his arms, "You cold, Lix?" you ask and he nods. 

"He is so sweet to you," Felix replies and you let out a chuckle, nodding in agreement before you feel the couch sink on the other side of you.

"Mm I guess so,” you agree, letting a smile make its way to your face.

“Honey, can you go get Lix another blanket?" you lean over to him, stopping him from getting completely comfortable in his seat.

"Why do I have to do it?" he complains, but stands anyways and makes his way over to the spare blankets. He picks up the one he knows is Felix’s favorite, and tosses it into his lap.

"Wait! Can you also get me a glass of water?" you ask, tilting your head back on the back of the couch to look at him. He groans and turns towards the kitchen.

"Yes, princess. Anything for you, your highness," he grumbles, sarcasm dripping in his tone.

"I kind of want my snacks," Seungmin speaks up towards you, a grin on his face. You grin back at him before turning in your spot to face the direction your boyfriend had just left in.

"And Seungmin's snacks!" you yell behind him and hear him whine. You sit up and smile at Seungmin.

"That means yes," you translate his complaining.

"We know. He never says no to you. It must be nice," Jeongin speaks up from the floor in front of the couch and you laugh. You know your boyfriend is absolutely whipped for you. There is no way to ignore it.

"What is so funny?" Minho's voice sounds from behind you, his steps approaching the couch.

"Oh, nothing," you smile up at your boyfriend as he leans over and tosses Seungmin's snacks into his lap. He places your glass of water on the table in front of you.

"You're so whipped," Felix comments while Minho settles into the couch next to you. You shift your weight slightly to lean into him, his arm slinging up to the couch behind you.

"I have to be. I spoiled her too much in the beginning and now I'm stuck," he says and you slap him on his chest lightly, causing the boys to laugh before starting the movie.

Changbin:

Changbin reaches across the table and grabs the pitcher of water. He grabs your glass from in front of you while you are deep in a conversation with Hyunjin across from you.

He refills it before turning back to Han to finish their conversation. He sits the pitcher back where he got it.

"My glass is more empty than her's was," Han complains and Changbin laughs, shaking his head at his friend.

"Then you might want to refill it," he replies but before Han can give a comeback, the food comes to the table.

"Mmm. This looks so yummy," you inhale deeply above your bowl, "And smells so yummy too," you comment and start blowing on your hot meal, waiting for it to cool down.

When you lean forward, your hair almost falls into your food but Changbin notices and quickly pushes it over your shoulder before it can.

"Careful, baby," he says quietly to you and takes your hair elastic off his wrist, tying your hair into a makeshift ponytail. You smile and place a hand on your boyfriend's thigh.

"Thank you, Binnie," you smile at him and he smiles back.

"Whipped," you both hear Seungmin say it under his breath but it seemed like he wanted you to hear it.

"Shut up," Changbin points a finger at him, squinting his eyes. Seungmin puts his hands in the air in surrender and you turn back towards your still hot food.

"Here. Have a few bites while your food cools down," Changbin offers and slides his dish over to you, which you gladly accept and take a bite.

"Mm! This place is so good!" you exclaim, a hand covering your full mouth. You move it after you swallow and Changbin reaches over, swiping his thumb at the corner of your mouth.

"Messy," he teases at you and you stick your tongue out at him.

"Really? Right in front of my salad?" Seungmin speaks up again and you snap your head towards him, causing the table to erupt into laughter. Neither you or Changbin had noticed that the entire table had fallen silent while the two of you were in your own little world.

"Oh hush!" You exclaim, laughing, feeling the blush rise to your face.

Hyunjin:

“Baby, do you love me?” you ask from your spot on the floor, glancing at your boyfriend through the mirror. Hyunjin immediately turns to you and nods his head, placing his phone down on the bed beside him.

“Of course but what do you want?” he raises an eyebrow, he has grown quite keen of your little tricks.

“Can you pretty please grab my phone from the kitchen? I left it in there to charge earlier but now I want it,” you whine a little bit and Hyunjin stands, walking over to you and pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

"Your wish is my command," Hyunjin smiles and you roll your eyes. Your boyfriend had started this joke a while ago but as your relationship progressed, you realized it really wasn't a joke.

He really does get you whatever you desire. Most of the time he gets you what you want without you even having to ask him. If he could, he would quite literally worship the ground you walk on.

Hyunjin returns with your phone and the charger it had been plugged into a few moments later. All you asked for was your phone off the charger but he always goes above and beyond.

"It was only charged to fifty, so I brought the charger too," he replies and leans down to press a kiss to your lips. He always gets a kiss after you ask him to do a task, almost like a payment.

"Thank you, my love," you mumble as your lips meet gently. You are sat on the floor, doing your makeup and Hyunjin being the perfect and patient boyfriend that he is, is waiting nicely for you.

"Mhm. You know I can never say no to you," he confesses and presses another kiss to your lips. He walks over to the bed but instead of laying back down, he grabs his phone and makes his way back over to you. He squats down and sits behind you, placing his knees against your back and laying down on the ground.

"You can lean back if you need to, love" he says nonchalantly and pulls his phone out to keep himself entertained while you continue getting ready.

You lean back against his knees and stare at yourself from afar in the mirror. You place both hands on Hyunjin's knees, prying them apart and letting your body fall on top of his before flipping over.

"You spoil me," you whisper, inching closer to his face, he drops his phone to the ground beside him and wraps his arms around your waist, pulling your body flush against his.

"I can't help it. I always want you happy," he replies and you lean down, letting the kiss linger longer than the previous two had.

Han:

"Stop acting like a spoiled little princess," Jisung teases at your pouting face. He had dragged you to this fair and insisted you don't need to bring your bag out wallet then when you got hungry, he refused to buy you any food.

"Sungieeee..." you know you're whining but you also know it always works. Your boyfriend is extremely soft when it comes to you. He rolls his eyes at you and throws an arm over your shoulder.

"What do you want?" he sighs out and you smile, practically jumping up and down and pointing to the stand you want. He starts walking towards it when you get distracted by a game right next to the stand.

It is one of those dart games when you have to hit the balloons and the big prize is a giant stuffed dragon. You open your mouth to speak but Jisung interrupts you before a word can leave your mouth.

"You want the dragon, don't you baby?" It's a question but it comes out of his mouth more like a statement. You nod fervently, a huge grin plastered on your face. Jisung sighs and reaches into his pocket, pulling out his wallet. He hands you a twenty dollar bill and you bound over to the stand, handing it to the man.

It is $5 a round and by the beginning of your fourth round, you know you won't be able to get it. You pout a little bit when the man working the stand hands you a tiny puppy instead, mumbling out a quick "thanks" then heading to the stand you were originally going to.

"Hi! What can I get you two?" the kind man at the stands asks you and Jisung as you walk up, your eyes never leaving the menu.

"Get what you want, baby," Jisung encourages you and you half smile at your sweet boyfriend, still a bit sully that you didn’t get the dragon, before going on to list quite a few things off the menu. Jisung laughs and leans towards the man in the stand.

"And a corndog and a water bottle for me," he adds on, reaching for his wallet again and the man laughs, obviously amused by your huge appetite.

"Happy wife, happy life," he jokes and Jisung nods at him, agreeing. To which you elbow him gently as he pays the man.

"You don't want to see her when she isn't happy. You ever seen Hulk?" he jokes with him and he laughs, handing him back his change.

"It's always the cute ones you have to look at for! Your order will be out in one moment!" he exclaims and Jisung nods, turning to face you.

"Go find a seat, I need to go pee," he kisses you on the temple and you nod, going and sitting at one of the tables that was set up only a few feet away. You hop on your phone while you wait for your boyfriend to return, going through some pictures he had taken of you earlier. You feel a bit bummed out by the fact you didn’t get the dragon and the pictures all seemed bad since you weren’t in a great mood.

"Wow y/n. You are so pretty," you hear Jisung before you see him. He was using a strange voice and you turn around to be met face to face with the giant dragon from the stand earlier.

"Oh my gosh, Jisung! Did you just win this!" you exclaim, grabbing it from his hands and he laughs.

"If by win, you mean paying the guy an arm and a leg for it, then yes I did win," he chuckles and you hug the dragon to your chest, taking a step closer to Jisung. You let the dragon be the only space between the two of you as you lean in, pressing your lips to his.

"You're the best. You know that right?" you question and he nods, pulling away when your order number is called out.

"Happy wife, happy life," he yells out to you as he walks up to the stand to get your food.

Felix:

"Oh my gosh, y/n!" you hear a loud voice, not coming from your boyfriend, yell through the house. Your eyebrows drop in confusion since you were only expecting Felix to come over today.

"Innie?" You question, making your way towards the foyer. He walks towards your dining room table and plops down a few handfuls of bags.

"You have Felix wrapped right around your finger, y'know?" he questions, holding his pointer finger in the air while he plops down in your dining room chair. You let your eyes graze over every bag on the table before the subject that was just brought up makes you realize you haven’t seen Felix.

"Where is he? And when did you learn the code to my house?" you reply and sit across from Jeongin, barely able to see him over the five or six bags that he had sat down on the table.

"I didn't, Felix put it in then went to get his own bags out of the car. These,” he pauses, motioning to the bags on the table, “are all for you," he blinks at you, eyebrows raised. You laugh and look around at the bags.

Felix excels in everything he does, especially when it comes to loving you. Gift giving has become his favorite when it comes to you for some reason. He just always feels the need to make sure you have everything you could possibly need or want.

You glance at each of the bags until your eyes fall to one that had been hidden behind a Sephora bag. It was a small blue Tiffany and Co. bag and you can't resist the urge to rip it open.

"Baby?" you hear Felix's voice right before you start to take the tissue out the bag. He rounds the corner and sees you before you can reply, a smile tugging at his lips.

"Don't let me stop you! Open it," he insists and sits the bags in his own hands down by the doorway. You grin and start pulling everything out of the bag until you come across a box inside. You pop it open quickly.

Inside is the small "Please Return To Tiffany Co." heart necklace and you smile, running your finger tips over it. You had been wanting this necklace and silently pining in your phone browser over it.

"Is it the right one?" Felix asks and comes up behind you, resting his hands on your shoulders. You look up at him and hand him the necklace.

"Can you put it on me?" You ask and he immediately nods, taking the necklace from you.

"How did you even know I wanted this?" You asks, giddy in your seat at the new necklace. He clasps it behind your neck and lets his hands run down your shoulders, leaning down to press a kiss to the top of your head.

"You left the browser on your phone open the other day. When I got on it, it was the first thing I saw," he replies and you turn your head to connect your lips with your boyfriend's.

"I'm sick. I have to go anywhere else but here," Jeongin speaks up, you had honestly forgotten he was there and you let out a laugh as he gets up and makes his way towards your living room.

Seungmin:

"You're cute," you say quietly and walk into the room. you could see your boyfriend, Seungmin, from his spot but you didn't see his friend sitting a few feet away.

Seungmin had his eyebrows furrowed and his tongue poking out of his lips in concentration.

"Gross," you hear Jeongin mumble under his breath. You chuckle and walk in the room, laying eyes of Jeongin, and sit next to Seungmin, watching a video on his phone.

You lean over, trying to look at what he is so focused on but you can’t. You tap him on the shoulder and he takes his headphone out to hear you.

"Watcha watching?" you ask and he turns the phone towards you, but not before disconnecting his headphones. On his phone is a video review of the new Hermès Birkin bag that a Hermès representative had posted. The bag hadn’t even been officially released yet but it was so pretty. It was a big bag and it drew your attention because it looked so well made.

"Oh! Is that the bag I have been looking at?" You question and grab the phone from his hand, rewinding the two minutes he had already watched. He lets you have his phone and turns towards Jeongin, knowing that you would become completely invested in the video, probably muting out whatever else was going on in the room.

"You just let her do whatever she wants, don't you?" Jeongin jokes at his friend, who shrugs in response.

“She deserves the world,” he says, nonchalantly. This statement throws his friend off because he doesn’t often get soft around him, even when talking about you. He offers him a soft smile then glances over at you.

You had pulled your feet up onto the couch, cozying under the blanket that Seungmin had been under. Seungmin unfolds the blanket and lets it rest over you a bit more comfortably, careful not to obstruct the screen of his phone or distract you.

"What kind of bag, Y/n?" Jeongin's voice speaks up, capturing your attention. You had been completely engrossed in the review.

"Oh, it's the new Hermès Birkin. It hasn't come out yet. I don’t even know if you can preorder it yet,” you say quietly and continue watching the video.

"Yeah the preorder line was insane," Seungmin nods in agreement and Jeongin's eyes open wider, his jaw falling open.

"You bought it?" He exclaims and Seungmin nods.

"Yeah. It's almost her birthday," Seungmin shrugs and Jeongin laughs again.

"Yeah. In six months. How much even is that bag? Like 20,000?" he questions, falling back into his chair.

"It was 40,000," Seungmin laughs when Jeongin sits up abruptly. The video ends and you are aware of the conversation going on again.

"Dude, you are so down bad. She's spoiled rotten," Jeongin laughs out and you shake your head.

"No-"

"Oh shut up, Jeongin. You're just jealous," Seungmin intterupts you, "Let's just start the movie," he grumbles, now annoyed that someone found out just how much he loves to spoil you.

I.N:

Jeongin is used to being the one getting spoiled. Being the youngest in the group comes with its perks and he got used to always being the one being taken care of. Until he met you.

Whenever he is around you, he feels like he needs to be the one taking care of you, instead. He refuses to let you do practically anything. If he had it his way, he wouldn't even have you working.

"Innie, let me pay. You always pay!" You complain but he taps his phone against the card reader before you can even get your wallet out.

"What kind of a boyfriend would I be if I let you pay for anything?" he asks, signing the screen and turning towards you, "Besides you paid last time," he shrugs and walks to the end of the counter.

"Buying a 25¢ gum ball from a gum ball machine doesn't count!" you object and cross your arms over your chest. He wraps a hand around your wrist, uncrossing your arms, and pulling you into his body, making you wrap your arms around him.

"Shh. Let me keep taking care of you," he insists and you tighten your grip around his waist, letting your head fall back to look at him.

"You always spoil me. Buying me food every where and always getting me gifts," you speak quietly and Jeongin releases his grip on your wrists, bringing his fingers up to brush stray hairs from your face. You smile at the sweet gesture.

"Mhm. Princess treatment," he smiles at you and roll your eyes. He presses a kiss to your forehead and you let go of him when your name is called for your drinks.

"Speaking of gifts," Jeongin speaks up as you sit down at a table by the window. You chuckle, already knowing where he is going with this.

"What did you get me?" you grin at him. You always object when he gets you things because you get a bit of a guilty conscience. You feel like you never get the chance to spoil him back but he really doesn't mind.

Although you object, you can't help getting giddy when he mentions getting you gifts.

"I got you those shoes you have been wanting! I joined a list so they would text me when they restocked. They'll be here Thursday," he says and smiles at you over his cup of coffee.

"Innie! You're seriously the sweetest. I have a love hate relationship with your spoiling habits," you grin at him and shake your head. He laughs and reaches across the table, grabbing your hand.

"Just appreciate me, dear," he replies sarcastically, letting his thumb run across the rings in your hand, most of which he bought for you or are his, before bringing your hand up to his lips and kissing it.

"I feel like I live in a fairytale," you say quietly when he removes his lips from your hand, looking over at you

"Am I Prince Charming?" he asks, bringing his other hand up to hold yours in both of his. You let out a chuckle at his question.

"You might be more like the animal side kick," you joke and he drops your hands, trying his best to hold back a smile. You let a fake pout fall on your lips.

"I want to keep holding hands," you whine and he laughs, quickly taking your hand back in his.

"How can I be fake mad when your fake pout is so cute?" he asks and brings your hand up, giving it another kiss.

For You, I'd Do Anything - Yang Jeongin

Synopsis: The holidays can be a tough time for anyone. Growing up, it was your favorite time of year. As an adult though, it was what you dreaded the most. Jeongin couldn't stand by to see his partner upset over the holidays, so he decided to take matters into his own hands, to show you that the holidays with him could be fun.

Pairing: Idol! Yang Jeongin x reader

Genre: fluff, established relationship

Word Count: 2.3k

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Growing up, you used to love the winter holidays. You were the type of person that loved decorating for Christmas the day after Halloween. You looked forward to all the Christmas specials and movies that would be broadcasted on TV. Every time you were driving in your car from November 1st until December 26th, you had Christmas music playing. It was just the time of year that wrapped you up with warmth and joy.

Now, being in yours 20s, things have shifted. You no longer looked forward to decorating, always feeling the need to do it out of an obligation rather than a joy. You didn't really care for what was showing on TV, maybe watching one movie for the whole season if there was nothing else on. And don't even get started on the music. You couldn't take listening to the old songs sung by Bing Crosby or Dean Martin.

As friends move away and family spreads out, you find yourself getting lonelier each year. This year was the worst of it all. You couldn't afford a plan home to visit your family, so you had to stick it out at home. Your family wasn't in a position where they could fly out to you either, seeing as both of your parents worked and your siblings were only in college.

Part of you was hoping this year might be a bit different. You and Jeongin had gotten together in February of this year, shortly after your birthday. You were childhood friends with Seungmin who actually set you two up. Since then, you've been joined at the hip.

You were two lonely souls around Valentine’s Day. Seungmin couldn’t stand the sight of his younger brother feeling unwanted. To him, Jeongin was his partner in crime. He deserved the best the world had to offer. He was tired of you complaining about bad first dates and venting to him about your love life. Seungmin thought it would be a pretty good match. It would at least keep you quiet for a little bit while helping Jeongin out.

Jeongin was the perfect guy for you. He was a good listener and someone you felt safe around. You didn’t feel the need to put up a false persona to win him over. He never judged you either for your likes and interests, unlike your other exes. If something made you happy, he was all in support of it.

And Jeongin was in love with you. This was not a two-sided love. You were witty, intelligent, compassionate - a golden person. It loved that you got along well with his members. You were able to have deep insightful conversations with Chris and Han. You could be just as loud as Lee Know and Changbin. You appreciated the arts which made talking to Hyunjin easy. Felix and you often baked together. And then there was you and Seungmin who acted like brother and sister, being able to support one another but then be at each other’s neck the next minute. He was convinced bickering was Seungmin’s love language.

When you were with Jeongin, you knew how to make him smile and let him be silly. You were also there to comfort him if he had a bad day at the recording studio or dance practice. You offered a safe haven where he didn’t have to be the well-rounded maknae. Jeongin had a tendency to put too much pressure on himself to be perfect, to land every dance movement or not. You helped remind him that he was good enough, to push through the bad moments to keep chasing his dream. He wasn't just an idol to you. In your mind, he was like any regular 20-something-year-old who was trying their best. He was able to just be Yang Jeongin.

He wanted to give you the world. You deserved that. You radiated so much positive energy that it affected everyone around you. He owed Seungmin his life for introducing you two.

However, Jeongin noticed a shift in you. He remembers one of the first things Seungmin told, or more so warned, is that you were the type of person who had to start decorating for the holidays right after Halloween. Jeongin still didn't know why Seungmin felt the need to warn him about that fact, as if that was meant to scare him off. If anything, your enthusiasm around the holidays also got him excited for seasons changing.

It was easy to get lost in what's going on when you're following back-to-back schedules. It just felt like the holidays always crept up on him. The only thing that seemed to remind him what time of year it was is when they have a Christmas inspired stage.

Yet, when Jeongin suggested making hot chocolate and watching Christmas movies, you immediately said no. He figured maybe you were too tired from work. Jeongin settled for your answer, at least figuring you’ll watch them later in the season.

When you rejected going to the winter carnival in the city, he was a bit concerned. It was last Saturday when he asked. He figured now was a great time as any to get into the holiday season. You both had the day off from work, so he saw it as not only a way to enjoy each other's company and make new memories but also to relax from work. You preferred to stay inside though.

Jeongin even thought you could try setting up a Christmas tree in the dorms as a way to get you and the members into the holiday season. While he wasn't sure where to get a Christmas tree in South Korea, he knew how much you enjoyed spending time with the members. He always thought you were part of the family that has been created since they were training together at JYP. Yet, you still said no.

The boys were currently at dance practice. While Lee Know stood up from with Hyunjin, Changbin, and Han to work through the choreography for 'MEGAVERSE,' Jeongin was sitting on the couch with his hands holding up his chin.

He was trying his best to think of what could be troubling you, what could be on your mind. He was under the assumption that the two of you shared everything, from material items to personal secrets. To an extent, Jeongin was still trying to get to know you, sure. But he liked to believe as your boyfriend, he could pick up when things were off with you. What weren't you telling him?

Seungmin seemed to notice how distant his young friend was looking. Since it wasn't his time to dance, he made his way across the room to Jeongin. The maknae didn't flinch much once Seungmin plopped himself onto the couch, which was all an effort to snap Jeongin out of his daze. When that didn't work, Seungmin knew he had his work cut out for him. "Okay, spill. What's going on?"

Jeongin sighed before looking at his older friend. "It's y/n."

"What? What are you talking about? You're not going to break up with them, are you?"

Wow, for someone who pokes fun at y/n, Seungmin was very protective of you. It just further emphasized you and Seungmin's relationship - best friends who acted more like siblings.

To calm Seungmin down, he shook his head before looking over at him. "No, not at all. They are my everything," Jeongin sighed. "I just feel like I'm not giving them enough."

Seungmin looked at his friends to continue, confused as well. Whenever Seungmin talked to you about your relationship with Jeongin, you were on cloud nine. You could talk for hours about how wonderful of a partner Jeongin his, your favorite qualities of him. It made Seungmin pleased to see you so happy.

"They have just been acting so distant lately. Like, I feel like I have pushed them away. I don't get it." "I'm glad you said something," Seungmin sighed.

Jeongin immediately picked his head up, looking over at his friend. His eyes were wide, like a deer caught in headlights.

"What do you mean? Do you know something? Did I do something?" "Jeongin, if you did something, y/n will make it known. I mean, I would know first given that I'm the best friend and you're only the boyfriend," Seungmin teased. "But you haven't done anything wrong. I just feel like there is something wrong with y/n. Has she mentioned when’s flying home?”

It was then both of the men realized what was wrong. Usually, you were the type to have your holiday plans situated a month in advance. You also would plan a small holiday party with all your friends before everyone leaves for home. Your family and friends meant the world to you. However, this year, it was radio silent.

Jeongin then got a bright idea. He turned towards Seungmin who playfully backed up, a bit taken back from the eagerness of the maknae but also pleased that your boyfriend was ready to set up and make things right."

"So here's the plan."

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"Where are we going, Jeongin?" You laughed. He had blindfolded your eyes when you got in the car. He was walking backwards with Han holding open the door for him. Jeongin squeezed both of your hands reassuringly, walking backwards to guide you into a room.

"Now if I told you, it would ruin the surprise." "I hate surprises, but you're lucky you're cute," you muttered.

It took everything in Seungmin and Changbin, especially, to not let out a laugh. They couldn't give away the surprise. Not when they saw how excited Jeongin was to surprise you and make you feel better. Even before you and their beloved maknae started dating, they knew how much you meant to Seungmin. They all looked at you like a little sister. Their love for you has honestly intensified since the love between you and Jeongin grew.

"And I'm lucky because I have you," Jeongin responded.

This time Seungmin wanted to gag.

Jeongin glanced behind him to see all the boys in their places. Each of the boys gave them a thumbs up from their positions in the space, with Lee Know by the lights switch.

When he was satisfied, he slowly stepped behind you. He leaned around to kiss your cheek gently as his hands reached back to undo the knot that held the blindfold close to your eyes. You truly were one that hated surprises. If the blindfold was even the slightest bit loose, you would be trying to peek.

"Look, I know if you hate this, but I just want to see my girl smile again," Jeongin stated.

The blindfold was loosened from around your eyes, revealing that you were in the infamous red-painted JYP dance practice room. . It didn't look like the practice room.

There were Christmas lights strung around the mirrors. The lights were emphasized once Lee Know turned off the practice room's lights. A large projection screen was set up, thanks to Chan's assistance, opposite of the black couches. It was connected to a laptop with every major streaming service available. There were two extra beanbag chairs for those that preferred to sit on the floor. In the corner of the room, there was a large Christmas tree that was decorated. You could tell that was Hyunjin's assigned task. If you turned slightly too, you noticed there was a table full of baked goods that made the whole room smell like cinnamon and sugar. Definitely Felix's doing. You noticed there were 9 cups with candy canes sticking out of it. Maybe they got Changbin to do that one?

Regardless of who was assigned to each task, you knew there was only one person responsible - Jeongin. You turned towards him with tears in your eyes, but not the sad ones. The smile on your face gave away your joy.

"You did all of this for me?" "Anything for you," he affirmed.

You turned fully towards Jeongin before you wrapped you arms around him. You buried your face into his shoulder, both as a place to soak in your tears and your favorite spot to nuzzle up to him. He matched the strength of your hold, holding you close to him. He kissed the top of your hand, hand caressing your back affectionately. The rest of the members watched with fondness at the love between the two of you. Seungmin being the happiest of them all.

"You're apart of our family, y/n. I know it isn't the same as being with your family, but you can always depend on us," Jeongin whispered. "I love you so much."

You pulled your head gently back to look up at Jeongin. He smiled gently seeing your face. Keeping one arm around you, he used his free hand to wipe away your tears. "I'm in love with you too, baby," you whispered. You then looked at the guys surrounding the two of you. You could have sworn that they were crying too, but they wouldn't confess with the lights being dim. "And I love you guys too."

Shortly after, the nine of you gathered on the couches with Seungmin and Lee Know opting for the beanbag chairs. Changbin was getting hot chocolate together for the group while you cuddled up to your boyfriend. Most of them were paying attention to Elf playing on the projector. Jeongin held you close, as if he was trying to squeeze out any remaining sadness that might still be in your body.

But truth be told, you weren't sad anymore. If anything, you were over the moon that not only you have the best partner anyone could ask for, but that he opened his world to you.

To be with your family for Christmas was all you asked for, and it was the best present you could have received.

Hair days

Summary: what it's like have curly with them💕

Seungmin/i.n ver.

Seungmin ~

He's the habit of touching your hair while relaxing together

He loves when you wear your natural hair but doesn't tell you

Since he care for he constantly nagging you about take care of it

"what are you gonna do to it now🙄"

Watches you do your hair but doesn't help because "its too hard"

Helps washing and parting it though

"ok I'm done."

If you're too tired help wrap your hair up and put the bonet on for you

His fav style on you is a high ponytail and when you leave your edges to curl up

Dude can barely style his own hair without your help, so it best to not let him touch yours...

Jeongin ~

Pls he's so cute

Loves watching you style it

Always so curious about the products you use

"what does this do??can I use it?"

"no jeongin, it's to heavy for your hair"

"🙁" (he tried using it anyways)

He loves wash day, you two shower to together the helps with the dole routine.

He fav part is using the detangling brush and wash you hair start to show it's curls better

Learn to style your hair often

"can I do it?? I saw this hairstyle online..."

He tries his best but it takes awhile

Loves using Accessories

You don't like the feeling of bonets when you sleep so got you a silk pillow to help

His fav style is a wash n go wet look or a twist with bangs or you have the front tied back with ribbons

My I please request something for stray kids ot8 fluff/angst based on the song - Song for another time by old Dominion where reader is excepted to their dream college in another country and it's about like all nine of them saying goodbye to the plans they had together

Hi! Thank-you so much for making a request! You are the first one to it, so I got really happy (and a little carried away, not gonna lie) when writing, and I hope I got correctly, and I also hope you like it!

I tried to bring some different scenarios for each member, so it wouldn't be the same thing, hope I got all you wanted on it!

Anyhow, you can read it now (I'm sorry if I took too long, I tried really hard not too), hope you like it! 💙

Stray kids reaction: "You got accepted in a university abroad"

» skz ot8 x neutral gender reader

» gender: angst and fluffy

» warnings: some are really sad, some are more light, but I'm not sure if have something really bad to add in here, so if you see anything, please, let me know ^⁠_⁠^

Now playing: Song for another time - Dominion

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— [💗]; Bang Chan

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Chris knows the feeling of chasing your dreams no matter what. He moved from Australia to Korea, so he could be the man he is today.

You sent your application for you dream university before your relationship with Chan got serious, and kinda forgot about it, once the acceptance process it was too long, and you were at your best with your now boyfriend.

So when you wake up one day, and checked your emails, the university name it was on top of all the others. It was it. You were accepted! You're in!

Obviously happiness took over you, until you remembered, your sweet hardworking, lovely boyfriend, Christopher Bang. What to do now? You should tell him? You shouldn't? Break up, or trying a distance relationship...

These questions surrounded your head for two days, since it was a decision that it was gonna change your life, no matter what. And Chan felt those two days, a subtle change in your behaviour. He saw how you got quieter, not actually present with him, fidgeting...

"Alright baby," his voice sounded like when he was talking to one of the boys, and you could avoid feeling small. It was a movie night, and Chris finally got a night off for it. "Can you please tell me what's going on inside of that pretty head of yours?" He asked staring at you with pure love in his eyes.

How were you suppose to do that?

Seeing no where to run, you said everything at once, but Chan only laugh briefly, and you repeat yourself at normal speed, and palaces your face in hands, not wanting to see his face.

Bang Chan felt his heart stop betting. He didn't want to lose you, but he knew that a distance relationship it was going to be hard. But he also couldn't let you gave up on your dreams, he was going to hate himself for that. So, after seconds — that felt like hours, for the both of you —, trying to think about what to say it, his voice sounded, fragile.

"I'm proud of you" his gentle hands took your hands out of your face, showing your red nose, and glossy eyes "I really am proud of you, baby. You are so smart, and I know this is a one chance in a lifetime. You are going to be amazing!"

"But Chris, it's in other countrie, what about us? What about you? I don't want to leave you, I -" the words started to fall from your lips in a rush, and Chris lovely laughted at your cuteness, getting closer.

"Listen, I love you, and because I love you, I won't gonna let you gave up on your dreams." He said holding your hands, and kissing your fingers, like he had the all the time in the world. Ironically. "So here's what's gonna happen, us. The both of us are going to search everything for your traveling, and we are going to decide what's the best for us, okay?" You confirm gently, and the man smiles, kissing your lips, in a quick peck. "Now, let's just watch the movie together okay?"

That night, while your body's were tangled into one another, your heart was calm, you still had Chan, oblivious to how tight Chan was holding you, and how he was thinking in a way to convince you that you had to go, and be... Without him.

— [💗]; Lee Know

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It wasn't his intention to see it. It was an accident, he swears! He computer was off and he really needed to see if Chan had sent him the audio he asked for. He asked if he could use your, and you let him before hoping in a good shower.

When your screen light it up, Lee Know faced your received emails, and one that you had already opened called his attention, and curiosity took the best of him.

It was from your university dream. You were accepted and with honor! Well he knew you would have to move out, but he was so proud of you, he couldn't wait until you tell him the news, so he could have a proper reaction. And he was a smiling proud boyfriend looks, whe he saw when they sent to you. And it was more than a week?

What happened? You gave up? You didn't want to go anymore? Were you scared?

Lee Know tried to remember the past week so he could find the answer. But the only thing he could remember it was how you were always remembering him how much you love him, and would always choose him. You were always a lovely girlfriend, and he loved that about you, and sometimes you needed more days for being a lovebug, so he brushed off.

What a mistake.

So the Brunet boy decided he should fix that. He couldn't let you slip this golden opportunity.

When Friday night had arrived, he proposed a ver special Saturday with him. The whole day, for just the two of you, doing what he had planned. Usually he keep his romances acts for special dates, and for those that he also felt like he should be a lovebug himself. So you didn't put too much in mind, and excitedly agree to it.

The next morning, you were awake with you ver handsome boyfriend with flowers in his hands and a ver bright smile. Oh how you were already loving this day!

"Where are you taking me today, my love?" You asked walking hand in hand with him, but Lee know only gave you a cheeky smile and answered you with a "You will see my baby"

You didn't recognize at first, but it was the library you first met. Now it was a little different from a couple of months, but still had the same great books smell it had before. Lee know loved how your face light it up when you recognized the place.

Inside you just walked a little, remembering how you first met "by the way, I still can't believe you almost fought for that cooking book" you laughed, and he followed you rolling his eyes. "It was a Disney princess cooking book!" He exclaimed making you laugh more "and you wanted it too, remember?" Lee Know bopped your nose and you had to remember him "it was for my little cousin!"

"Yeah, but it doesn't matter, because you got the book, and I got the queen!"

After that, he took you to the coffe shop the both of you were on your first date. "Oh the kitty coffee!" You exclaimed even more happy. You both ordered basically the same you ordered the first time.

Being with cats it was the both of you a natural habitat, and even the cats loved you too. So it was inevitable for the conversation leed to your future baby's.

"You know, I think we could adopt more five" he said looking at one cat that it was playing with another one, he felt how you moved a little uncomfortable, but you brushed of smiling "five? Love we already have three!". He took your hand in his and smiled "But if we are together, I know we can make it!"

After that, lee know took you to the new amousement park near by. He led your way all the time, taking you to the roller coaster, to the Vikings, buying you food, Candy's and cute animals ears.

"Okay, we went the place we first met, our first date, and what's this one? We Naver came here." You asked and lee know just smiled saying "I wanted to make a new one" but before you could ask what he ment by that, he pulled dyou for another thing.

When the night came, and you were already near your house, when you finally spoke "Love, today it was amazing and I loved everything, but can I ask you something?"

"Shore you can" he said. Both of you stoped at your house door step. He putted your hands on his shoulders and hooded your waist, looking at you like a lovemad man. "Are you going to propose?"

Lee know couldn't help but laugh a little bit. He brought you closer to him, and kissed you, ver very deep, taking your breath a way. Your neighbors would probably talk about it for a week now, but you could care. You were happy, in love, felling lee Know's love in every part of you.

When the both of you separated, he smiled holding your face, looking deeply in your eyes, and simply answerd you "no".

You took a minute to realize that not only he said that he wouldn't propose for you, but also he left you at your front door, since he went inside. The love you felt twisted for anger, as you followed him.

"What do you mean? Oh! What's that?" He took you buy surprise, with some of your bags, new bags and some new plushies on top of it.

Lee know then took your hands and brought you closer to them, and you saw, the email you ignored, printed inside of an a envelope, that he made it so it would look more official than it was.

"I'm not going to propose you, for now." He said, and you turned, so you could see him, or better, trying to see him through the tear that stared to fall from your eyes. He got himself in one knee, your hand in his, and said "will you, go to your dream university?"

"Love? What?" You loved the action, you really did, but you were also really confused by it. "Do you want me to leave you? Live in another country?"

"I want you to live your dream my sweet girl." He got up, and both of you sat at the couch. "You know how everyday I'm thankful for myself for following my dreams, since I've met the boys and you, and I want you to do it as well."

"But what about us? What about all the plans we made? Those five cats you wanted? Baby, I want marry you! I'm choosing you!" You started to throw your worries and wishes on him, almost loosing control of yourself.

"My love you are choosing me for now, but what about a couple of days, when you see something that you should be doing, and you regret it?" Maybe you didn't thought about this part "I love you to let you let yourself down, please go. And you can always comeback, and we can make new plans"

"New plans?" You brought yourself closer to him "Yes! We can plan online dates, we can plan when we meet one weekend, at vacation, at tour... New opportunities" he's cheeky smile came back to his face, and you laughed again.

Lee know started to kiss your hand, taking his lips upward your arm, to your neck, jawline and face.

"Ah new opportunities, I like the sound of that" you said feeling him kissing everywhere but your lips. "And you know what, love?" He hold your face once again, but his eyes were dark now "once your back for me, I will put a ring on your finger!"

— [💗]; Seo Changbin

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Changbin was a man on a mission. And he had it all planned. For a week he was even more of the perfect boyfriend he already is, while he had all the help he could from the boys. At first they were for no help at all, but at the end, he realized that he needed it was him, and you, so it would be perfect.

So on a regular day at your work, you received flowers from him, with a cute note, letting you know that he had everything prepared for a romantic night, and had what you should wear already waiting for you. That made your day at work a way much better than it was.

Once you arrived, in your room it was a beautiful dress with a note from Changbin. He didn't had to write nothing, it was only a cute little smiling face, and you were gone.

He arrived at the exactly time he said he would, using a tuxedo, really fancy, and handsome, and beautiful, and good smelling, and...

"I heard I'm here to take a beautiful gir out, that can only be you, right mi lady?" He said using what he calls being his "gentleman" voice.

"I guess I am, and who are you? Korea's James Bond?" You asked, passing your arms on his shoulders, while he hugged your waist. And smiled "oh baby, I'm better than James Bond, because I'm Seo Changbin!"

And like that he drove the both of you to the new restaurant. It was really hard do get a reservation, and everyone was getting crazy to get in.

"Well you know, I talked to the girl, throwed at her some charm and now we got there!" He said and you laugh, but pretend to be jealous "hope it was not too much, don't want to spend the night with some girl tryiyto get at you... That would make me show her that you already taken"

"Jesus woman!" Changbin breathed out driving a little bit faster. Little did you knew that if everything it was ended up how he planned, you would be officially be taken by him.

The thing is, you were with changbin, but he wanted more. He wanted you all for himself, and he didn't care if it was too soon, he wanted you.

So at the dinner, since Changbin was always a sweet boyfriend you didn't care too much for his conversations. He asked about your schooling life, your job, your friend and families. And you also asked about stray kids, his productions, other jobs and family.

Everything was perfect, smooth. He couldn't be more ready.

When at home, before the both of you could get in, the sweet old lady approached you, and gave some mail that went for her for a mistake. But before she left, she gilded your hand and said "congratulations sweetie", what made you both very confused. Changbin wondered if she could see that he was about to propose.

Once inside, he patiently waited for your attention to be on him, instead ad some paper, but he took his time to admire you, and how beautiful you were, not only that night, but special that night.

"Oh my god" the surprise in your voice startled him, and he was by your side in minutes "Binnie... I-I got it" the tears in your eyes made they shine like a thousand stars. But he was still very confused.

"Baby what you got?" You showed him the letter in your hands, you got accepted in your dream university, and had to leave for it.

Changing felt the world spinning under his feet, but at the same time the weight of your happiness on top of him, since you hugged him, laughing hard.

He held you, and pressed your body against his, trying to ground himself back. Now he should propose? Shouldn't?

"Baby I'm so proud of you! This is amazing!" It was all he could do trying to think fast. You kept on having your happy moment and changbin couldn't stop his tears from falling.

"Oh baby, please, don't cry!" You said gently taking his tears away, and he took yours too, and you didn't knew you were crying.

"I'm sorry, I just love you so much, and I'm so proud! You gonna be great, my love!" He sat at the couch, and made you sit on his lap. You gave him thousands of kisses, and he loved.

Changbin caressed your face, and kissed you back. That's when he knew, it wasn't the moment for nothing else.

"Oh no! But what about us?" You asked remembering you had to leave for it, but your boyfriend smiled and made you lay on his chest, while caressing your head.

"Us? I think we can do it." Changing said simply, but you started to feel sad, and not shore about leaving anymore. "But what about our plans?"

"Huuum... Our plans, what plans? The house, the travels, the marriage?" He asked and you confirm, slowly. "How about we replan them? I already have an a idea..." His voice called your attention, lifting up your head to see his face, the beautiful and gentle smile. "First you go to your university, we talk to eachother all the time, we FaceTime, I visit you, you come and visit me, and then you gratuade. I propose, you say yes, and we plan our marriage, and we..."

Changbin started to mumbling right now, and you couldn't help but to kiss all his face.

"I love you Changbin. And yes, I'm gonna marry you. All you need to do is propose"

And he definitely will, just not now...

— [💗]; Hwang Hyunjin

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Hyunjin felt betrayed. Once you told him, and the words left that beautiful mouth of yours, slowly sinking in his head and heart.

Like, what do you mean, leave the country? Leave him. Leave all the special days, all the dates he had planned but didn't had the chance to make it happen yet? And why were you smiling, the moment you were giving him the news that was going to end his life?

"What do you mean?" He asked once again that night, just so maybe he hadn't heard right, since a lot can sound like "I'm moving abroad, so I can go to my dream uni. I got accepted!" But those words came back, and with it, your beautiful smile that it was now breaking his heart into pieces.

At that night Hwang, felt betrayed, so he poured out all the pain he was having, but he let out on you. Hyunjin said harsh words like "you are leaving me! Have you ever loved me like you said you did?"

Both of you knew, that night it was the beginning of the end. Sleeping separately, crying all night, and the worst part is that while you were preparing yourself to go, he kept his distance.

Bang Chan it was quick to realize that something was wrong, since Hyunjin lost his bright persona, and couldn't focus. So the night before your flight, he made Hyunjin explain what was wrong.

"But now I feel more guilty and ashamed for everything I said." Hwang done saying, and Chris tapped his back in a caring way "And I also know I need to fix it, but I don't know how, or if I have time" at this moment, he was a crying mess.

"Hyun, her flight it's tomorrow afternoon... I'm pretty sure you will found a way"

And he had a plan. He was going to your apartment before your flight, with your favorite flowers, drinks and some draws he was keeping a secret for you. But he planned for too long, and when he woke up, Hyunjin had only few hours to get to you.

After begging Changbin to drive him to the airport, he tried to remember where you should be. Hyunjin took a look of hate to the airplane ticket you had, once before leaving for his dorm.

When they finally made, Hyunjin ran. He ran like never before; like his life depended on it, and honestly, he believed it did.

Once he spotted you, he wanted to stop and draw you once again. The way the light it was falling in your figure, your beautiful face calm, with eyes closed, the earphones he gave to you (Wich he customized specifically for you). And he almost did, but when you opened your eyes, and he saw the sadness in it, he remembered why he was there.

"Yn!" He screamed besides your earphones, but you saw him anyway. The confunsion in your face almost tarried his heart a part. You shouldn't be surprise that he was there, and it's all his fault. "Hi, Yn, my love" Hyunjin said kneeling in front of you. His antics called the attention of everyone, but he didn't care.

"Jinnie? What are you doing here, I thought..." You tried to put words together, but just couldn't. You were so relieved that he was there, but also really confused.

"We don't have time, please listen to me" he begged, taking your hand in his, and looking straight at your eyes. "I love you. And I'm sorry. I fucked up that night, because I'm an asshole, but I'm an asshole that loves you. The only thing that crossed to my mind it was that I was going to loose you, and I ended up doing that by myself...

... I'm really sorry that I didn't react properly, and screw a very important night and week for you. I am really proud of you Yn,and this is really big, and all I wish is that I could be there for you. I love you!"

"Jinnie," you softly called his names, caressing his face, "Remember when you gave me this?" You pointed to the earphone now hanging in your neck "You said that I should use whenever you were you were on tour, but I shouldn't listen to sad songs, because you were always with me..." You smiled and gave him to listen.

It was your "happy song", and a smile grow in his face. You didn't hate him afterall.

"Jinnie, it's okay, I love you too. Forever, remember?" You kissed his lips gently, and full of love. "You promised me once, that you would love me forever, that we would move in together, adopt kkami a brother or sister...baby we can do it all if you want."

"You sure?" Hyunjin asked even more surprised, and you swore you saw all the stars and cartoon hearts in his eyes "Do you still want me?"

"Hyunjin I never not wanted you. We can find a way to be together, we have plenty of time"

But as soon as you said the last word, the airport voice called your flight. Hyunjin now helped with your bags, and now everything felt like it should be. He took you until he could, and kissed you deeply and passionately.

"Forever?" He asked for the last time, and you answer "Forever".

— [💗]; Han Jisung

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Your family never really liked him. Which you both tried not to care too much, but Jisung would be lying if he said he still have hopes, or that he wasn't trying to make them like him. And well, you know him, so you knows how much that bothers him. So you always find a way to show him, how your parents wouldn't stand in the way of your relationships.

Whenever you ask your mother or father the reason why they hate Han, they would always give you a smile (in their heads they were being gentle with the act), and say "It's not him, he's great... It's what he does for a living!"

So they basically don't like how your boyfriend Han Jisung it's an amazing rapper, composer, performer...

But they called the two of you for a meeting in their house, and Han felt energetic, planning how to be perfect for his mom and father in law, an impress them. But you? Well you felt and goosebump, and wasn't sure about today.

When you arrive at the house, and get in, a huge sign saying "congratulations" it's the first thing you see, with a choir of voices shouting at you, and then confetti it's throwed at you.

"What it's going on?" You ask startled, for no one specific. You check Jisung and he looks like he's soul left his body, but he tries to compose himself. When you extend your hand to help him, your mom steals you.

"Oh baby we are so Happy for you!" She exclaims, not giving you any answer "see, you made it to that university you always dreamed off!" Then you father appears with a cake saying your university name, and a congratulations on it.

"But I never made an application!" You look at the two of them, and realized that had a lot of parenting looking at your confused face, and Han there as well.

"We thought you wouldn't" you father begins and pause looking at your boyfriend "so we did it for you!"

"Well, thank-you, but I'm not..." You were just denying the "present", when your mother interrupted your words and pulled you to the kitchen, hidden from everyone.

"What do you mean, your not going?" She shout the lowest she can, and you roll your eyes.

"I mean that I know what you've done this for! You don't want me to follow my dreams, you want me apart form Jisung!" Feed up from the situation you throw at them how you knew the truth.

"Don't you dare say that!" You father try to defend the both of them, but you couldn't forgave them "we want you to follow your dreams, and if that means being a part from that idiot you call boyfriend, then we are more than happy!"

Okay, that was the last straw for you, so left for looking after you boyfriend. You found him in your room, looking at everything, with teary eyes.

"Ji?" You softly called him, closing the door behind you. Approaching him, you hug his body, apologising for your parents behavior "You want to leave?"

"No" he said softly, and you agreed with him. Han was looking at your old pictures, and one took his attention.

You were in front of the said university, using one of their official hats and shirt, with your parents beside you. He took the frame in hands, and you saw it better. That's when the memories can all in.

"It was my Fifteen years birthday. My parents got tired from me saying all the time that I wanted to study there, so they planned a visit." You explained him, placing your head at his shoulders, feeling his good perfume and letting the good feeling of the memories take over you. "I remember that I loved the library, some classes, the coffe... Oh! And I really liked this guy I saw there" you played with your boyfriend, trying lighting up his mood.

"And you ended up with the most handsome guy in the world," he said and then complete "Jisung one, university zero" and you laughed at his antics.

A couple of more seconds passed by, and he was still looking at the picture, when he said once again "you looked really happy"

"Guess I was" you kissed he's cheek before taking the photo out of his hands and making him look at you "but I'm also really happy now", and kissed him again.

What it was supposed to be a little pack, turned into something different. Han pulled you more closer to his body, holding your face like the most precious gift he ever had. And he deepened the kiss, taking control of your the act, and making your head spinning. But you felt something different. Jisung never kissed you like this before.

He already kissed you, when he missed you, when he loved you the most, when he was happy, when you were happy, whr you were sad, and he wanted to show you that he loved you more than anything... But this? He never kissed you like this, and it panicked you.

"Ji, what was that?" You asked him, feeling tears coming up, but not knowing what for.

"You remember the first time we slept together?" He asked and you confirm with a shake of head, not trusting your voice "when we were at the bad, talking we made plans, remember?" Jisung smiled from the sweet memory "You said how much you wanted to travel the whole Europe, and I said I would be there with you... And then you said you wanted to visit India, and I said I would be there with you..."

"Yes, and I started to said I wanted to visit some crazy places, like Antarctica, and you said you would be there with me" you remember that night like it was last night. Also because it wasn't too unsual for the both of you to simply lay down and repeat those ideas. "And after I said I wanted to go to space, and you said you would be there, I asked you if you were meaning it"

"And I said yes. Because I did mean it. That night, while you were saying that, I promised myself that I was going to fullfil everything wish and dream you ever had" you knew what he meant by that, and couldn't stop tears from falling your eyes. "Baby, that's your life dream, and I made a promise. I really want you to go"

You hugged his body really tight, like you wanted to turn the both body's into only one. You don't know when he started to cry, but now both of you were a mess of tears.

"That's really sweet..." The voice of your father called your both attention. Separating just slightly to see your parents looking at both of you in the room. Your mom seemed like she was about to cry too, and your father holder her close. "Really sweet, son".

— [💗]; Lee Felix

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At the phone, you told Felix you had some news, and really wanted to share with him. And you were kinda of nervous as well. It was something nice, you promised him, but we're slightly afraid of what he was going to say.

So the both of you were having a dinner at your favorite place for eating, and you took the email printed for him to see by himself.

And you swore that the way he's eyes lighted up, made you fall more for him than ever.

"Baby! You are brilliant!" He cheered for you, and surpressed the urge to scream to the whole restaurant. But he contained himself.

So during those days that were left for the both of you, you decided to visit all your favorite places while you still could. Oh, and you were using oficial sweeters, caps and shirts (some oficial, and some he made himself for you).

And every place he would hug you very tight and remember how much he loved you, and some plans you made in some of them.

"You know, when you come back, we can do this again, while you tell me everything about it!"

"I'm gonna love that, baby!" You said, kissing him, but then a male voice called you out from somewhere. Then you saw a young man, also with a shirt like yours.

"Yn, is that you?" When he got closer you saw. Your ex. "oh my god!" He rushed to you and Felix, what scared your boyfriend. Who was that guy? "You remember me, right? We dated a couple of months ago!"

"Oh, hi!" You said wanting to run from him, but he was insistent. "No way you got into the university as well!" He shouted and tried to hugh you, but you were faster, and holded Felix arm.

"Yes, me and my boyfriend are celebrating" you said, and he got the message and started to leave, but not without saying "guess I'm gonna see you at the dorms"

Say that the horrendous man made your happiness to go away it was an understanding. But you really wanted your happy sweet boyfriend back, and not the sulking baby.

"Okay, we can stop here" you said laying at the grass, and Felix sat beside you. You patted your thigh so he could lay his head on it, and you stated to play with his hair.

You were at the Han river, the breeze was good, and you felt calm, the sun setting. Your favorite place, with your favorite person.

"I love you" he said, and you smiled looking straight at him. "Im sorry for him, but I didn't liked how the rest of our day went because of him."

"I love you, my sweet donut, sunshine baby!" You joked what made him smile again, and kept on talking "I don't judge you, I would go crazy if we crossed ways with one ex of yours saying she would have to work with you on tour! Like, I would put one if the boys to keep looking at you"

Felix laughed, and took your hands, playing with your fingers, and kissing from time to time.

"Chan and changbin would be those perfect spy's for you"

"But you know what? I know I would have to do that, because I trust you, and I know you love me..." You said, passing your finger through his frackes.

"Yes I do." He confirmed, and you loved how his smile reached his eyes once again, and your heart gutted from how much you would miss him "and I guess you love me too, right?"

"Undoubtedly. And besides, we have sooo many things to do at my vacations, and when I'm done... Oh! And we still have so much to experience even apart..."

— [💗]; Kim Seungmin

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Seungmin wanted to surprise you, coming home earlier, with your favorite take out. He knew you were studying in your room, and probably were there for a long time. So what's best for a break then him and food?

But before he could Knock on your door, your voice called his attention, and he waited so he wouldn't disturb you, or scare you.

"Yes I know it great Yeni... Oh, no I haven't told him yet... Well because I'm not so sure if when, or how. I don't want to scare him... Of course I don't want to break up with him!... Yes I know I should had told him when I made the application, but j wasn't even serious, it was just a test!... Yes, you can say I'm a (university name)' baby now... Okay, I gotta go!"

So putting one and one together — and after texting Yeni and making her promise not to tell you —, Kim figured out that you made a test application to the university you always dreamed about it, and got accepted. You just didn't knew how to tell him, since you didn't want to break up.

So he made a plan, and got help from everyone, even Yeni. The girl was gonna take you out for a day, while him and the boys were gonna prepare a surprise for you at your apartment.

Seungmin searched the most famous places at the country your new university places for, and also the most knowing foods of the country. So he got those best at cooking, for the kitchen, and the others help, for making your living room to look like some tourists places.

When you finally made home, the perfume took you buy surprise, and when you lighted up the lights, and saw Seungmin standing there waiting for you.

He smiled brightly, and you tried to figured out what was going on. "I'm going to say something and I don't want you to be mad," he started saying and you tried to follow his track of thoughts. "I kinda overheard your conversation with Yeni, and decided to make something for you..." He gave to you a box, and opening you saw a cap and Sweatshirt from the university. "Dress them up!" He ordered excited, and you did, laughing.

"So, I'm here today to taking you through those best places you can see there!" That's when you realize the biggest country flag, and some pictures all over the wall.

And he made it more fun than it could be, and you both also started to eat the food cooked, and he kinda lied, saying that he was the one that made it, but you knew that it was probably one of the boys.

At the end of the day, you took out the cap, and putted at Seungmin's head. The both of you laid down, your head in his chest, and his hands playing with your hair, while the both of you were looking at the window.

"I wish you could go with me" you said, and he agree with you. But he didn't want to let you sad, with that, and so he started to talk.

"Remember when you enter to visit the zoo with everyone? And we went with everyone..."

"Wait, are you talking that day when Jeongin almost throwed up on Chan, or when Jisung almost throwed up on Lee know?" You joked, and he laughed.

"And when that restaurant opened, you wanted to go, but also didn't want to tell me, because you were afraid I would found a very stray kids way to get in it?"

"Oh yes, it didn't worked, you knew I wanted to go, and gave your stray kids way" he laughed and you completed "but I couldn't complain, the food was really good"

"You know what I think we should do, those days before you go?" He asked and you looked at him, waiting for an answer "you should get that notebook I know you write your plans, and we can check some of them these days, and some when we meet during the vacation, and finish them when your done with university."

— [💗]; Yang Jeongin

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The way you told him it was very calm, and Yang actually got really happy for you. He hugged you really tight, took you out for eat, and he couldn't stop kissing you.

"I'm so proud of you!" He said one moment of the night "honey I didn't knew if would pass school and you got at the best university!" He simply couldn't stop smiling and twisting you around "wait until my hyungs know that I have a really smart girlfriend and they don't!"

And you were more than happy as well. That night, once you got at home, he decided to cook for you, while you took a very good and well deserved shower. Well, he ordered food, but you took it anyway, since he ordered with love. After that and his own shower, you got into the bad, and talked a lot.

He said repeated all he said during the day, and you decided to be honest and told him, you were afraid he wouldn't like the idea, since you would have to leave for another country and be so far from eachother.

He brushed off, and started to talk about all the good moments you lived, and how good was to met him. Talked about the short period of time plans, and those you made for life... Until you fell asleep.

But you failed to notice, that since you told him Jeongin started to think about how you met. It was an accident, and he fell in love at the first sight, so he knows how easy it is to fall in love with you.

So he let his head wander... And suddenly I.n couldn't close his eyes without see you bumping into some guy, and studying with him, and realizing that he's so much better than your distante dumb boyfriend...

He knows he promised you to help with packing and planing places to go, but he just couldn't. He made a excuse about something coming up for the group, and hide himself at the dorm.

"What are you doing here?" His hyung Lee know asks seeing him at the couch, sulking like a baby " isn't today the last day, of your smart as hell girlfriend before moving abroad?"

"Yeah" he said weekly, not noticing his phone wringing and picking up by himself (thing that he was complaining the whole month)

"Care to explain then, why are you here, and not with her?" The older asked trying to understand the situation.

"It's just, we we're talking, and I realize that she can met the love of her life at her new place, and forged about me... And I just, I think it's the best if I let her go..." He tried really hard not to cry, but tose tears where just there

"Okay... have you talked about it with her?" Lee know sits beside him, and take his hands, but the boy just denied with the head "so, you felt insecure about she finding someone else, and instead of talking to your girlfriend, you are just letting her go, without a word?"

"When you talk like that, sounds stupid" Jeongin mumbled and lee know was about to explain to him, kindly, but a voice appeared out of nowhere.

"Because it is stupid, your idiot!" Seungmin came out of the corridor "go find her! Tell her she's the love of your life, dumbass!"

And even though he really wanted to get hurt and mad with his older brother, he knew he was right. So him and lee know took the car and went out to the airport.

In the middle of the way, he saw a call from you, and panicked again. "Do you think she heard something?" He asked anxious already.

"You'll have to call her, to figure it out"

So he did called you, and even though you were extremely sad, and mad, you did picked up.

"Hey love, I..." He started to talk, testing the waters, but you didn't let him finish. "Love? Yang Jeongin, you think you can dump me on my last day here, without telling me why, and I would be okay with it?"

You screamed and he deserved that. And he tried to explain, but you just couldn't let him speak, and turned the phone out. That moment he knew he had to see you.

They were half way to the airport, when his phone stared to ring once again, and he felt his heart stop thinking it was you, but it was his mother.

"Mom?" He picked up "son, we need your help!" Her voice was nervous and the boy swear he heard a crying from her, and probably his father too. "Hyung, can you park really fast, please? Mom, what's wrong?"

"Your brother got hit buy a car, and... And... We don't know if it's serious or not but we want you here, can you come please?"

His heart then stopped almost for real. He explained to lee know, that took him straight to the hospital. Of course he didn't forgot you, and tried to call and explain a lot of things, but you just didn't picked up the phone.

So he tried to send messages, but you had already blocked him. Jeongin now could only expect his brother to be better, not knowing that his hyungs were trying to reach to you.

He was dumb, but he just couldn't let their baby to have his life falling a part.

Omg I'm laughing so hard at this, it's basically my friend and me having conversations 😂

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Summary: What the title says.

A little note: I can't write... Nor spell... Those are actually real typos I did with my best friend...

Genre: Crack, and some fluff

Pairing: Bf!Skz x gn!reader

Warning: swearing, a bit of insults, mention of food and drinks, unintentional mention of alcohol. Possibly some writing mistakes(Ironically... but beside the intended typos)

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Not "I wanna be Yours" (artic monkeys) playing when I got into Han (my bias) 😭

i need a ‘she fell first but he fell harder’ with skz imagine bc i cant find my delulu pills. its fine if you cant make this tho 😭

Idk how you wanted this but this is how i went about it my dear cw: fem reader, non-sexual nudity (chan), fluff, smooching, cuddling, wc: 2.4k total

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❥ bang chan

     Chan told you how much he loved you all the time. Whether it was verbally or through actions. And he knew you loved him with everything you had and for everything he was. He knew it best on the days when he came home absolutely exhausted from work. He’d just want to pass out on the bed but she always convinced him to get washed up before anything.

     It was one of those nights. He’d come home late from the studio and he just wanted to go to bed with his girlfriend in his arms. But she managed to catch him before he flopped on the bed. “Welcome home hun,” Y/n smiled as she walked out of their bathroom and caught him in the hallway.

     “Hi sweetie,” Chan smiled as he reached a hand to hold her waist, “What are you doing up?” 

     Y/n pecked his lips before she answered his question, “Wanted to wait up for you. I was just going to take a bath but since you’re home, wanna join?”

     “Mhm, sounds nice,” Chan hummed

     “Come on,” Y/n pulled him into the bathroom. The tub was already full and warm water was waiting for them. The couple stripped themselves of their clothing and got in the tub. Y/n sat back against the tub while Chan laid back against her. Y/n wrapped her arms around his shoulders and kissed the top of his head as he closed his eyes.

     Chan loved these little domestic moments. When he could just relax and enjoy the presence of his partner. He wanted these all the time. 

     “I'm gonna marry you,” he blurted out

     “Is that how you're gonna propose?” Y/n asked

     “No,” Chan grabbed hold of her left hand and intertwined their fingers together, “I’m going to buy you the perfect ring and then I’ll take you out and make the proposal one we can brag to our kids about.”

     He may just be extremely tired and talking out of his ass but it was true. And he knew it was the bath cuddles that solidified what he already knew. He was madly in love 

❥ lee know

     Minho has always said he loves his cats more than you. But one thing he loves more than both you and his three cats is seeing the four of you together.

     The two of you had sometime off from work together and his parents had invited you both over for dinner for the evening. Both accepted and got ready to go over to his parents before heading over. And as soon as they got there and greeted his parents, Minho went to see his babies.

     Y/n loved Minho, even if he didn’t express it with words as often as she did. Seeing him with the cats always made her day, and she did love the cats too. She made small talk with his mom before she joined her boyfriend in playing with his babies. 

     Y/n sat down next to Minho on the floor as he flung one of the cat teasers around for the three of them. She smiled as she laid her head on his shoulder. Minho smiled at her as he wrapped his free arms around her and pulled her closer to him.

      Dori noticed the extra body and lost interest in the toy and walked over to Y/n. She smiled at the cat as he sat himself on her lap. She brought her hand up to scratch the cats head and brush down onto his back. Minho looked down to see his youngest cat snuggling up on his girlfriends lap. Both looked happy to be in the others presence. 

     “I love you,” Minho stated as he kissed the top of her head

     “I love you too,” Y/n replied

     “I don’t tell you that enough.”

     “It’s okay babe. I know you love me.”

     The couple watched as his other two pets joined their brother on Y/n’s lap. It brought a smile to his face. This was his forever, he knew it then and there

❥ changbin

     Changbin is a clingy lover. Not in a bad sense, but he just generally loves being around you. It’s during the mundane things around the house when he just watches you and smiles. He’ll tell you all the time that he loves you. There’s never a day he doesn’t, especially when he’s out of the country, he’ll find a way to let you know he loves you.

     As much as he loves touring and being out there with stays, he loves coming home to you more. And has tour came to an end, he was sad but excited to get home to you. To the point he was bouncing in his seat as they approached the airport. He’s tries to get out of the airport as quick as he can so he can go home. He’d sent you a message as soon as they landed and said he’d be home soon. 

     When he got to you’re little adobe, he was home. He slipped his shoes off and left his luggage at the door as he searched the home for you. He smiled as walked up behind you in the kitchen

     “Welcome home,” Y/n smiled as he planted a kiss on her cheek

     “Thanks baby. What are you making?”     “You’re favorite.”

     “How have I not married you yet?” 

     “With how often you say you’re going to, I’m surprised you haven’t proposed yet.”

     Changbin thought about it. He always mentioned forever but he never actually proposed.

     “Will you?” He asked as she moved out of his arms as she finished cooking.

     “Will I what?” She inquired

     “Marry me?”

     “Of course I’d marry you binnie,” Y/n turned to him only for him to pull her back into his arms

     “Here,” Changbin took off one of the wings he was wearing before taking her left hand and sliding it onto her ring finger, “For now, we’ll go ring shopping tomorrow.”

     Y/n realized this wasn’t his usual silly flirting, this was now her fiancé. Small tears filled her eyes before she grabbed his face and kissed him

❥ hyunjin

     It was the quiet moments, when you two were simply just existing together that Hyunjin loved. On his days off when he wanted to spend time with you but also draw. He’d invite you over to sit with him while he sketched. The two sat on his bed next to each other as hyunjin sketched while Y/n went between being on her phone and watching him. Eventually just opting to watch him sketch.

     After sometime, Hyunjin noticed and wrapped an arm around her, pulling her closer to his side, “You doing okay baby?”

     “Mhm, just watching you.”

     He hummed in response and went back to his drawing. Y/n silently watched, mesermized by him. Y/n watched his hands work and slowly started falling asleep. It took a few minutes for him to notice she had fallen asleep on him and couldn’t help but smile. He set aside his sketch book and pencil and made her more comfortable and cuddled up with her. He wasn’t tired so he just admired her. The quiet moments when they could just exist together in a room made him fall harder in love than he already was

❥ han

     Han loved cuddle dates. Dates when you two would just order take out and cuddle up and watch movies together. Especially when he was having a bad day.

     The lack of upbeat messages from his end told Y/n that today was on of the days where he just wasn’t having a good day. She sent him a message asking if he was up for a movie night and he replied immediately saying yes and that he had just gotten off of work and was heading over. Y/n gathered all the blankets in her house and decided to change it up a bit. She manuvered it all and made a little pillow and blanket forrt for the two of them and set up some extra blankets and pillows for them.

     She set her laptop inside the fort and queued up Howl’s Moving Castle while for ordered dinner for them. She got out a pair of Jisung’s sweats and a sweater he kept at her place incase he spent the night after work and placed them on her bed for him. By the time she was done, he had gotten to her apartment and knocked on the door.

     Y/n opened the door and pulled him in for a hug. A much needed hug on his end. His arms wrapped tightly around her as she walked them back into her apartment. “You okay?” She asked

     “Can I tell you later? I really don’t want to talk about it.”

     “Of course baby.” Y/n kissed the side of his head, “I ordered your fav and set out a change of clothes for you. Food should be here soon.”

     “M’kay. I’m gonna go wash up before it gets here.”

     He pulled away and went up to her room, tunnel vision on. He didn’t see the little fort andn just grabbed his clothes and went into her bathroom. By the time he was done, the food was her and she had brought it into the blanket fort before she met him outside the bathroom and pulled him into the blanket fort.

     “You did all this for me?” He asked

     “I figured you didn’t have a good day so I thought this would cheer you up.” 

     “I love you,” Jisung leaned over and kissed her lips quickly.     “I love you too.” Y/n smiled and pressed play on the movie

     “And you put on my favorite movie?!”

     He knew he had to put a ring on it soon. Y/n was too good of a partner to let go.

❥ felix

     Gaming was always a good stress relief and a fun thing to do in his down time. So was spending time with you. He didn’t always play games with you around but sometimes he did. This was one of the times. 

      Y/n had texted her boyfriend to see if she could come to the dorms and see him since he was off. He replied and said he was gaming to which she didn’t mind and just wanted to be with him. He agreed and continued his game until she came over. 

     Jeongin let her in and she crawled into her boyfriends lap almost as soon as she got into his room.

     “Hi love,” Felix greeted her, looking away from the monitor for a second to give her a kiss.

     “Hi handsome,” Y/n replied. She sat sideways on his lap, half laying on him and half laying on the arm of his gaming chair with her legs thrown over the over arm.

     Just being able to be with him was a miracle these days with how busy he had gotten. Felix kept his eyes on the screen, occasionally glancing down to check on her occasionally and giving her kisses between rounds.

     “Watch you’re left babe,” Y/n told him to which he followed the instruction, just in time to take a shot at the enemy.

     “Thank you love.” 

     Y/n started watching him play after getting bored with her phone. She noticed some things that he wasn’t looking at and pointed them out when she could. Ultimately leading to his win.

     “Maybe I should game with you more often,” Felix joked as he shut off his system 

     “We make a good team.” Y/n giggled

     Felix leaned down and kissed her again as he held her as close as he possible could. This was it for him, and he knew it then and there.

❥ seungmin

     Typically, Seungmin was the earlier riser for most things. But for sometimes, he slept in. Especially when he got to fall asleep with his girlfriend in his arms. So he was very confused when he woke up after spending the night at her place and not have her in his arms. Then he looked at the time and saw it was late morning. Then he heard noise in her kitchen.

     He rolled himself out of her bed and walked out of the room. He found her in the kitchen stove, humming to herself.

     “Are you making breakfast?” He asked, voice raspy and rubbing his eyes.

     “Mhm. I figured I let you sleep since you were pretty tired when you came over.”

     “You didn’t have too,” Seungmin wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed the back of her head.

     “Let me take care of my boyfriend for once. You always take care of me. I made you coffee too.” 

     “I could get used to this.”

     “What?” She asked as he moved to grab the coffee she made him

     “Waking up to you cooking for me. Coming home and cuddling you.”

     He watched her finish cooking and plate their food. The two sat down to eat before making their way to the couch after cleaning up a bit. Seungmin loved these moments, even if he didn’t voice it often. This was his future. He was sure of it.

❥ i.n

     Everyone knows Jeongin is not a big fan of skinship/ physical touch. It’s just never been his thing. But it’s when he wakes up before you one morning to see you curled up under the blankets, hair a mess, softly snoring that he is iver come with the urge to pull you into his chest and wrap his arms around you as he falls back asleep.

     When he wakes up again later, he smiles seeing you’re still asleep, safe in his arms. You’re sleepy face is just so adorable to him that he can’t help but lean in to kisse your forehead. The action makes you stir a bit.

     “Sorry baby,” he whispers against your forehead.

     “What time?” She asked as Y/n rubbed her eyes to get ride of the sleep.

     “Don’t know. Can we stay in bed today?” He asked

     “Don’t you have schedules?” 

     “Hmmmm,” Jeongin grabbed his phone from the bedside table and quickly looked to see if he had anything for the day, happy in the coincidence that he was free, “No. Not today.”

     “Let’s stay in bed then,” Y/n agreed as she cuddled closer to him

     “I love you,” Jeongin wrapped his arms around her again

     “Love you too.” Y/n mumbled back

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Best Friend!Yang Jeongin x Afab!Reader

✦ Genre: Friends to Lovers - non-idol - [18+ Only]

✦ Content Description: 6.6k + 11 screenshots

✦ Summary: Your best friend finds out about your OnlyFans account which leads to you discovering how you really feel about him.

✦ CW: Unintentional exhibitionism(?), Unprotected sex [wrap it up party people] ✦ A/N: This is my FIRST Jeongin fic and I am hella excited! (and nervous) I really hope that you enjoy it! This is a hybrid of fake texts and story so make sure to open it all the way to see it all! AHH I'm so nervous.+ reader is depicted as chubby/plus size and is a POC ♡ ✧ Masterlist ✧

Sleep abandoned you after you and Jeongin spoke, your thoughts were everywhere and nowhere and your body was working against you. Why does the fact that your best friend thinks that you’re hot turn you on? Why are you imagining him touching himself to the sounds of you moaning while you fuck yourself?

 Is he big? 

How would he feel? 

Wait - how did he not recognize your voice? 

You never show your face, only the shoulders down, but you’ve uploaded voice notes. You’ve done tons of horny rambles that he had to have listened to. Okay, wait wait wait, does he only get off to you? He said that you’re the only girl that he follows on the site… Okay, stop, brain shut the fuck up. 

The next day you tried to operate how you normally would. You went to the gym, you got your morning coffee, you thought about Jeongin moaning at the sight of you, you screamed in your car and you went back home. Honestly, this is working out great. 

You did everything that you could to distract yourself from the unending thoughts. You did laundry, watched TV, skipped rope on your balcony, you even started color organizing your closet. That’s when your phones started ringing with that tone that you know all too well.

 You stared at it for what felt like a second, you tried to calm yourself down and cursed yourself out in your head for making this such a big deal. He said that he doesn’t care. He won’t mention it, he’ll just get off to your videos and that’s that. Jeongin is your best friend who finds you hot and touches himself to your videos, that’s so normal. You’re so normal about this. 

By the time you finally hyped yourself up to answer his call the phone stopped ringing and you let out a huff of heavy air that you weren’t even aware you were holding. You’ll call him back…later.

Not even three minutes later there’s knocking at your front door and you rush to open it. You’re expecting a package today so this must be it. You swing the door open and your heart jumps out of your chest and runs down the hall. “Are you okay?” 

Jeongin waves in front of your face to grab your attention as you stare at him, unmoving. “I called, you didn’t answer.” You clear your throat but end up choking a bit from how dry it is. You opt for nodding your head while you desperately swallow your spit to try and save you from further embarrassment. 

“Right, yeah yeah come in, what’s up?” You hastily stumble to the side as you open your door wider. He stalks in like he always does, comfortable and confident. “You have my green jacket, Felix hyung wanted to borrow it tonight.”

”I gave that back, didn’t I?” You smooth down your skirt, suddenly feeling super self conscious. He’s seen you in this exact outfit more times than you can count but it’s different this time, right? No, it’s not supposed to be different. We’re acting normal. We’re so normal about this.

”Noona?” His fingers wrap around your wrist and you jump out of your thoughts, literally. “Is everything alright? You keep spacing out.” 

Has his hand always been this damn big? That’s all that you can think to yourself as you stare down at where he’s holding you. “I’m fine, Jeongin,”

”You usually call me Innie.” He retorts with furrowed brows until it all clicks for him. “Is this about last night?” 

You pull away from him like he’s on fire and start power walking to your bedroom before he can say another word. “I’ll go look for that jacket.”

You slam your room door closed behind you and sink to the floor against it immediately after. This is crazy, you’re acting crazy and horny and - and - fuck, has his hand always been that big? 

Has he always called you noona that smoothly? Has he always been like… that?  Wait, no, pull it together. Find the jacket and send him away so you can spiral in peace. 

After about ten minutes of searching through the mess you made and battling your inner demons you find the jacket that Jeongin came for. When you leave your bedroom you expect to see him sitting on your couch but you find him in your kitchen instead. He’s washing your dishes while he hums some song that you’re sure that you could identify if you concentrated but you can’t think straight. Your brain isn’t working at all because your best friend is standing there, at your sink, washing your dishes… In only a white tank top and gray sweatpants. 

Your eyes find the discarded sports sweater he arrived in thrown sloppily over one of your counter stools before they quickly return to Jeongin’s toned back. This shirt should be illegal. He shouldn’t be allowed to look this good. 

You stand there, jacket in hand and thighs pressed together while you try to muster up the courage to say something, anything. Just as you’re about to speak he turns around with a cup full of water but it’s only full for a second before he jumps with a scream and pours it all over himself.

”Ya, noona!” He huffs, bracing himself against the counter. “What the hell? You scared the life outta me.” He drops the now empty cup into the sink and braces himself with both hands against the marble. 

“Why are you just standing there?” You don’t even hear his question. You can’t hear anything except for the fast beating of your heart and incoherent screaming from your last brain cell as you take in the sight before you. 

The front of his shirt is soaked and you can see right through the fabric sticking to each and every dip and contour of his unbelievable body. Has he always been… so hot? “Noona, seriously, what is going on with you? Do we need to talk about something?” 

He steps towards you and you take a clumsy step back. “I uh, found the jacket.” You sit the jacket on the stool where his sweater is then look back at him. You look him in the eyes this time to avoid possibly fainting but you quickly discover that his gaze is just as intoxicating. 

“Forget the jacket, I’m trying to figure out if -“ He takes another step towards you and you take two back. 

“Okay, so I’ll see you later, right? Awesome, later Innie.” You rush back to your bedroom just as he takes another step to try to stop you. You slam the door shut and repeat the same routine as earlier. When did he get so hot?

What the fuck? Did he just ask you if you like it?…Why is the answer yes? Why does that make every thought that you’ve been thinking for the past 12 hours way worse? You gotta pull it together, you can’t let a simple question cause you to spiral. He probably didn’t even mean it like that…right?

You spend the next three hours trying to forget that text. You take a shower and cook yourself a dinner that you barely even touch because it’s not what you want. It’s not him, do you want him? 

You drag yourself to your bedroom after you stuff your leftovers in the fridge and plop down on your bed. You scream into your mattress once or twice before you decide that you can’t take it anymore, you need to do something. Anything. 

Before you can even really think about it you’re in your closet that should honestly count as a second bedroom but you're fine with it being your mini studio. This is where you’ve filmed every video, where you capture every picture and record every ramble. This is where you are when you make the content that Jeongin loves. Maybe he’ll love this too.

You make yourself a bit comfortable in front of the large mirror on the wall and turn on your voice recorder. “Hey there…Do you have a second? I just wanna get something outta my head.” 

You settle into the fluffiness of your bean bag chair and spread your legs in front of the mirror. Your pajama shorts ride up a bit and the thin gusset exposes just enough of your cunt for you to take in. “I’ve been thinking about you all day, yeah you. I can’t get you off of my mind and it’s driving me crazy.” 

You sigh into your phone, glancing down at the recorder to make sure that it’s still running. Your free hand runs over the scarf tying your hair back and trails down the side of your neck. Your fingers brush over your sweet spots slowly and carefully kinda how you think he would do it.

”I want you.” It’s more of a whisper than you intended but you keep going. “I want you so badly that it’s driving me mad. I bet you know that though, don’t you?”

You nearly say Jeongin’s name at the end of that sentence and you nearly moan it into the air when your fingers brush over your nipples. “Tell me that you thought about me too.” 

Your hands start moving faster, grazing your covered and exposed skin with a hungry haste that you’re sure that Jeongin would recreate. He’d explore you with a lust driven by curiosity and desire. He’d rip you apart and take his sweet time putting you back together. He’d be rough and gentle, slow and fast, shallow and deep. He’d be everything.

You didn’t even realize that you were still talking into the recorder when your eyes snap open. You have no clue what you’ve said and you have no clue when you started rubbing at your clit but you don’t care. Moans are tumbling from your chapped lips as drool threatens to spill over the corners.

There’s nothing but pure carnal desire lingering around you and it’s all for your best friend. All for a man that you’ve never looked twice at until today, or have you? You always knew that Jeongin was attractive. You always felt a tingle when he’d hold you or play around with you but you’ve learned to push it down. It was manageable until last night. That’s when the dam broke.

”In- I - I need you.” You almost said it, almost let it slip. “Touch me please, please.”

Your fingers are slipping inside before you can even process it. You’re stroking up against your g-spot at a pace that should be painful but you feel nothing but bliss because you’re thinking of nothing but him. Him him him. 

The slick sounds of your cunt are loud enough to be caught on the recorder but you wouldn’t be surprised if they’re completely overshadowed by your moans. “Make me cum, please please please, m’ gonna cum.” 

Your vision is going white before you can even take a deep breath, it gets caught in your throat as you cry out. You’re panting, mumbling curses left and right and then right as you’re ending the recording it finally slips. “Innie”

After sitting and staring at your reflection for maybe thirty minutes you finally pulled yourself up off of your bean bag chair and freshened up. You plopped down onto your bed face first and screamed, this seems to be becoming a routine. 

Once you get a grip you sit up against your pillows and stare at the new audio. How could you make this while thinking about Jeongin? Are you a terrible friend? Can you blame him for being hot? Can you say that it’s all his fault and just live life hating him for ever finding your account? No, I mean, yeah you could but that would be stupid.

You load the audio into your Only Fans account and put together the new post. You usually wouldn’t think twice about uploading a ramble, you’d usually listen to it in your headphones to check the quality and then throw it online for your subscribers to enjoy but this one feels different. This one feels wrong to post. After a bit of debating you take a deep breath and go for it. It can’t be that bad right?

Nevermind

It’s been about an hour since you posted the audio and it’s gotten back to back likes and comments. You’ve even gotten some chat requests with tips that you plan to reply to later but the one that just came in caught your attention. 

You don’t know what it is about it, maybe it’s the username or the energy behind their message but you’re almost a thousand percent positive that it’s Jeongin on the other side of this chat. 

You sound so pretty in your new audio. You’re really fueling my imagination tonight. I.2.n.8 Sent a tip 

You stare at the message for so long that you forget to blink. This is so obviously him. The user name is a dead giveaway. Jeongin is messaging you about your new ramble… you shouldn’t reply.

Fuck.

You replied. You replied and you flirted so fucking hard that you’re sure that he’s blushing in his bed just like you are right now. You’ve talked to plenty of guys like this. You flirt and make them feel special and then boom more tips but you don’t even care about the money right now, not when you’re having so much fun texting - sexting - the only man that’s been on your mind. Your best friend. 

When you see Jeongin the next day at a small get together you expect it to be awkward. You expected for him to give you knowing looks from across the crowded restaurant table but he didn’t. He acted completely normal like he hasn’t been sexting his best friend for the past eight hours. 

You tried your best to mimic his demeanor. You spoke to him as normally as you possibly could and as the night went on it got easier to ignore the elephant in the room. You stole some food off of his plate and even sang karaoke with him at the bar that you went to afterwards. You almost forgot about the messages, until you got home. 

Care to help me with a situation, sweetie? I’ll make it worth it, I promise. I.2.N.8 Sent a tip

Holy Fuck, that’s a big tip… like, money… that kind of tip. You sat on the edge of your bed with a messy cocktail of cheap liquor running through your veins and giving you confidence to do things that will surely have you screaming into your mattress later, and not in the way that you really want. 

You strip down and head to your closet, clicking a few pictures in poses that you’ve never tried before and some that are your tried and true classics. You hold your breath as you organize the album and attach a price to it. If he really wants to see it he can pay, you’ll be needing the money to fund your therapy sessions after this anyway cause this teasing is driving you insane.

Right when you send the set to the ‘mystery’ guy a text from Jeongin drops down into view and you’re instantly covered in goosebumps.

Ayen 🥐❣️: I had fun with you today, missed you. Ayen 🥐❣️: I work late tomorrow but I’m free the day after, wanna come over?

This is suspicious… right? You should decline. Yeah definitely decline, you don’t wanna risk anything happening that could ruin your friendship. 

You’re screaming into your mattress again.

 You accepted the invitation as you were thinking about declining it. 

You never stood a chance. 

You don’t sleep, instead you plan a cute but chill outfit to wear when you go over to his place. It’s not a date but you still wanna be cute, this isn’t weird. This is normal. 

What’s not normal is the way that you’ve been glued to your phone since this chat with Jeongin popped up. You’re not neglecting your other messages but you do spend extra time on his chat. You give him exclusive content that barely costs a thing and you’re fucking enjoying it. You’re addicted. So much so that when you get to Jeongin’s house the next day for your hang out it’s all that you can think about.

You’ve been here for about an hour and a half. You thought that it was just gonna be you and Jeongin. You thought that it was gonna be a nice best friend date. It’s not. 

“You seriously never saw that video before?” Jisung asks Felix with a mouth half full of whatever he ordered a bit ago. You’re sitting next to Jeongin on the couch with his roommate Seungmin next to him and his other roommate Felix on the floor with Jisung. ”Never.”

They fall into some conversation that everyone seems to be paying attention to but you. You’re too busy staring at your blacked out phone screen as you try to cope with the fact that you’re sitting next to the man that you’re secretly sexting. 

He hasn’t made anything weird just like he promised, everything is fine. You just need to calm - what the fuck?

Your phone chimes and your screen lights up to show a browser notification. An OnlyFans notification. You look over to the man next to you to catch him stuffing his phone in his pocket while he laughs at something that Felix said. Did he seriously just text you?

He did. You open your browser and the message is right there. Staring at you while you stare at him.

Bet you’re lookin’ so pretty today, sweetie.  I.2.n.8 Sent a tip Mind showing me what you’re wearing today? 

You gulp down the spit pooling in your mouth and choke a bit but you hide the cough well, you think. Why would he text you now? Why here? Maybe this is a good chance to see if it’s really him. Yeah, this is your chance. 

You type the cutest reply you can think of while your heart does the cha cha slide in your chest and hit send. You hold your breath as you wait for the ding but you’re choking once again when you actually hear it. 

Jeongin reaches into his pocket and smiles down at his phone. He doesn’t unlock it. He doesn’t check the message. But you know what he does? He fucking smiles at you. 

“You okay, noona? You’re spacing out again.” Seungmin is replying before you can even open your mouth. 

“Maybe if you actually spoke to her instead of texting that OnlyFans girl she wouldn’t have to daydream.” The other two instigate Seungmin’s teasing and Jeongin only rolls his eyes with a smile. 

“You’d be obsessed with her too if you’ve seen what I’ve seen” He settles back into the cushions a bit, extending his arm to the back of the couch behind you. He feels so much closer to you like this, or maybe it’s just because he’s talking about you to all of your friends. “She’s worth obsessing over.”

“Share her account then.” You jump a bit at the suggestion, it was quick but it was enough to gain Felix and Jisung’s attention. Jeongin is the opposite of you. He isn’t phased by the suggestion one bit, he just smiles down at his lap and shakes his head. “Nope, she’s a treasure that I plan to keep to myself.”

Seungmin scoffs and the other two start with the teasing again but Felix’s gaze keeps floating back to you. You try your best to relax, no one knows that you’re the OnlyFans girl so they aren’t actually talking about you. But this on top of Jeongin texting you while sitting right next to you is starting to be too much.

“Yeah yeah, tease all you want, I’m getting a drink.” Jeongin asks if anyone else wants anything from the kitchen and collects requests from almost everyone except for you. You just sit there quietly staring at your lap, quietly dying inside until the burning in your chest gets your feet moving. 

“I’ll be back.” You mumble but only Felix replies, he’s the only one that heard you and his eyes follow you as you take the same path that Jeongin did a second ago.

Your friend is looking into the open fridge when you get to the kitchen. He’s grabbing a bottle of water when he notices you come around the corner.

“Hey, did you want -“ 

“Not here.” You whisper through clenched teeth, it’s quick and quiet enough for you to get the point across and then escape. “Do not message me here, are you insane?” Jeongin closes the fridge, water bottle in hand and a grin on his lips.

”What?” You look back to make sure that you’re still alone before stepping closer to him. ”Do not text me here.”

”Why would I be texting you when you’ve been right next to me?” He sips from the bottle in his hands before sitting it down. “I think that you’re confused about -“

”You’re I.2.n.8, I know you are. You’re the one who’s been tipping me and texting me on OF for days.” Jeongin looks down at the tile in an attempt to hide the smug grin on his face. “You promised not to make it weird.”

”I kept my promise.” He shrugs, looking back up at you with a different gaze, a darker one. “I haven’t made anything weird. I haven’t brought it up. It’s you who thinks that I’m texting you.”

He steps closer, leaving little room between you two. You can feel your face getting hot, the temperature is rising with each second that your eyes are on his. Your thighs press together and you take it as a desperate plea from your body but you don’t know what for. “ Do you want it to be me texting you?” 

The air feels too thick with him so close, you can’t breathe. It’s too much. You turn away, desperate to retreat back to your safe space on the couch but he grabs your wrist before you can escape. 

His other hand finds your waist and guides your back against the marble counter next to the fridge. “Don’t run away from me again, noona.” There’s barely an inch between you two and the air feels dry at this point. Your tongue feels too heavy to control in your mouth so you dip it out to skate across your bottom lip. Jeongin watches the movement carefully, too carefully.

”Tell me, do you want it to be me, hm?” He shifts, caging you between his arms as he leans against the counter. You catch the flex of his muscles from the corner of your eye and it makes you feel dizzy, what is going on? “Do you want it to be me who tells you how badly I wanna ruin such a pretty thing like you?” 

You bite back a groan and sink into the surface behind you. He steps forward, now impossibly close as he moves to whisper in your ear. “Is that what you want, sweetie?”

Oh fuck, it is him. It’s really him.

”Jeongin, we can’t” You’re whispering to him so he whispers back. “Can’t what? What are you thinking about? I’ve only asked you a question.”

”You can’t be this close to me.” Your words feel forced and your limbs feel heavy as you try to find a way to settle against him. “This isn’t right.”

”Yeah? So you touching yourself in your closet and moaning my name is fine? But this isn’t right?” Your eyes widen the second those words leave his mouth, how did he know that you film in your closet? He’s been there a couple of times of course, he’s sat in your bean bag chair and he’s helped you pick out outfits but he never knew that you do Only Fans. So if he knows that you’ve been filming in your closet that means he recognized it from one of your videos… which means that he also had to have recognized you. 

“You knew that it was me the whole time didn’t you?” Your eyes flick from his to his lips and back up. “You knew that it was my account.” His lips spread into a wide mouth smile as he mimics your previous pattern with his dark pupils. 

“Maybe I did.” He moves his hand to your arm, running his fingers over the exposed flesh of your wrist. Every touch feels like fire as the pads of his fingers glide up your forearm. “Maybe I hoped it was you.”

His fingers press into your flesh every so slightly, it’s enough to make you shift into a firmer press of your thighs. “Maybe I only subscribed to the account because it looked like you.”

His fingers take their time going over the curve of your shoulder. They tease the strap of your top for a second, before dancing up the curve of your neck. “Guess I got lucky, huh?”

That was what tipped the bucket. That is what had you crashing your lips to his and wiping that smug smile off of his face in an instant. He moans into your mouth before you can moan into his, his hand cups your neck, pulling you closer as his other hand grabs at your waist.

It’s heated and sloppy. He feels just as desperate as you do with every clumsy swipe of his tongue over yours. You’re panting into his mouth, only pulling away for half a second to breathe before you’re tasting him again. 

Your hands grab at his flexing arms, scratching and kneading the flesh before you move to make fists into the fabric of his shirt. He feels unreal, he’s more than what you dreamed of. He feels so strong and soft and he tastes like lust itself.

You press your body further into his, taking in the matching thump of his heart to yours as your lips move in an impossible rhythm. It’s clear that you both feel the same hunger, the same longing, the same need for each other. Maybe this was driving him insane too.

“Jump.” His command is muffled and wet against your lips but you understand him and swiftly obey. His hands move to the back of your thighs to help you up onto the counter and he briskly fills in the space between your parted legs with his slim waist. 

You wrap your arms around his neck as his hands wander up your clothed thighs, his fingers dig into the plush flesh with a deep groan. “Fuck, do you know how long I’ve thought of this?” He trails kisses over your cheek and over the shell of your ear. 

“I watched every video.” He moves down the curve of your neck, nipping and kissing the flesh to milk moans from your parted lips. “I listened to every audio. I saved every picture.” 

He sucks bruises into your clavicle, licking over the rising cherry marks and planting sloppy kisses. “But none of that is as good as this.” You’re panting and moaning into his ear. Words don’t make sense. They jumble and disappear behind your eyes with each rough grab and desperate lick. 

“Do you feel as good as you look, sweetie?” Your eyes flutter open when he pulls back from your neck. Both of your lids are low and your eyes have a lustful haze fogging them. “Can I please feel you?”  His hands explore you while you fight with your tongue to form words. They skim over your curves and make you feel like you’re electric. You’ve wanted this, you wanted this so badly. 

“We shouldn’t.” Your mouth forms the wrong words and you curse yourself for it. Jeongin just nods at you, hands still exploring your body until they reach your breast. He cups them, squeezing a bit and running his thumbs over your hardened nipples. 

“We shouldn’t” He repeats after you, massaging your breast more intensely and pressing the prominent bulge in his sweatpants firm against your cunt. Your breath hitches and your eyes flutter shut.

“We can’t” It comes out as a moan as he leans in and sucks on the flesh on the other side of your neck. Your fingers rake through his hair and he groans at the slight tug you give. “You’re my best friend.” 

“Don’t worry about making things weird.” He whispers between kisses to the shell of your ear. “Just worry about what you want.”

He pulls away again, fox eyes staring into yours. “You’re not gonna lose me, don’t worry.” Your eyes search his for a second and you can feel your resolve breaking. 

 “Touch me.” Your voice is barely above a whisper but he heard you, he’s just going to act like he didn’t. “Say it again.”

“Touch me, Innie, please. I wan’ it.” His hand is slipping down the front of your shorts in an instant. Everything is back to being clumsy and rough, fast and desperate. He moans when the pads of his fingers run over your slick folds.

“No panties, sweetie?” His eyes roll back and he bites at his bottom lip to try to control himself. 

“I’m sorry, I can’t do this.” He hooks his fingers into the side of your shorts and starts trying to work them down your thighs. “I need you, it’s driving me mad.” 

You lift up for him and when you come back down his lips are on yours. “You’re driving me insane.” He whispers against your spit slick lips, his forehead is pressed to yours as his fingers roam your slippery cunt. He covers you in your own slick, dipping in and out of your folds and teasing your waiting hole.

“Please, no teasing, I can’t take it.” He rubs your clit, once then twice before slipping back down. “Innie, please I’ll be so good. I’ll be so good for you please just fuck me.” 

He pushes a finger into you slowly, taking in the soaked warmth that he caused. This is all because of him and his cock twitches at the thought. You moan and arch your back, your nails dig into his forearms as he moves. His rhythm is steady and unfamiliar, it makes your body sing in a way that no one else ever has.

“You’re so tight, noona. So wet.” His eyes are glued to where his finger is disappearing inside of you. He adds another, pushing in slowly before taking his previous pace. “Oh fuck, this is how it looks when you fuck yourself. When you take those toys and stuff your cunt. Shit, it’s so hot.”

You’re grinding into his hand, meeting his fingers when they fill you to the knuckle. Your tongue is poked between your teeth in an attempt to keep yourself quiet but you’ve already failed. Each thrust is met with a whining whimper that Jeongin eats up like candy. 

“Innie, Innie, c-can you curl them please? Curl your fingers inside of - holy shit, yes yes yes.” He watches your eyes roll back as your orgasm builds and builds. 

“Did you think of me?” His voice is thick with lust as he watches you. “When you made your last audio, did you think about me?” You’re shaking your head before you can even filter the question. You admit it shamelessly as you chase your high that’s dangling in front of you.

“Yes, I did I did, I thought of you.” Your orgasm rushes up your legs and blurs your vision with one more stroke of his fingers but he’s pulling out before you can ride it out. You whimper at the loss but a gasp quickly follows when you’re filled with something thicker.

“I know.” He moans, bracing himself against the cabinet behind your head as he pushes into you. “You said my name in the audio, you know that?”

He bottoms out with a groan, your cunt is spasming around him as your previous orgasm rips through you but you can already feel another one building as the first one subsides. His other hand settles at the nape of your neck and he pulls you in for a searing kiss. 

You can’t breathe being this full of him. With his tongue exploring your mouth and his cock stretching your walls. It feels like you're suffocating in the most delicious way. “Shit, your pussy takes - takes me so well.”  You can feel his control dissolving. It’s evident in the way he pants against you and how his dark eyes droop lower and lower with each unsteady pull of his hips.

“I wanna take my time with you.” He whispers against your lips. “I wanna but I can’t.” He’s whining, moaning and cursing into the air as he drags against your walls. You can’t even really hear him if you’re being honest. Between the sloppy sounds of your cunt being fucked, the rapid beating of your heart and ringing in your ears you’re completely clocked out. Utterly brain-dead. 

“Please, let me hear you. Please, I wanna know what you sound like when I fuck you.” Your voice shakes with a moan of his name as he switches his pace. His thrusts become faster and deeper, his breathing ragged, he’s doing his best to fuck you how he’s seen you fuck yourself. He’s doing his best to ruin you the same way that he imagined every time that he’d jerk his cock to your content.

 “More more more, please. Deeper, I wan’ it deeper.” His hands move to your thighs at your request and he pulls your ass to the very edge of the counter. He supports your legs on either side of him while you brace yourself against the side of the fridge. 

He pushes into you until his pelvis is flush against you. Every single thick inch of him is buried inside of you. Your pussy swells around him, squeezing him so perfectly that he lets his head fall forward with a moan. The hand that isn’t against the fridge balls the fabric of his shirt against his chest and slowly pulls it up until his torso is exposed to you. 

“Oh, fuck.” Your eyes snap shut once you feel him twitch inside of you. You let your hand run over his toned core, taking in every firm dip from under his fallen shirt. “Move, please. Please, Innie.”

“‘M gonna cum if I move.” His voice is strained as he rummages for any last bit of self control but he’s lost it all. He pulls back slowly, swirling his hips to hit every spot that you could imagine and more. Your pussy clenches around him as he sinks back in and he nearly busts at the feeling.

“I can feel you in my fucking stomach.” That’s all that you had to say to break him. That’s all that you had to say to have him pushing deeper into you then pulling back with every intention of ruining you. The only sound that you can hear is skin against skin decorated by your harmonizing moans.

 His eyes are shut tight as he moves, he’s biting his tongue, trying his best not to whine and moan like he does into his hand while watching your videos. You on the other hand are loud. You’re so fucked out and dazed that you can barely remember where you are. You couldn’t answer the first question asked to you even if you tried, the only thing that you can think of right now is Jeongin. Everything is him. Him, him, him.

“Innie ‘m gonna cum, you’re gonna make me. Gonna make me cum, fuck fuck fuck.” You scratch into his abs, leaving pretty red marks for him to remember this moment. Your head falls back as you float in the feeling of being dumb with pleasure. His hips slam into you at their own accord and you just take it. You let him fuck you just how he wants, just how you need it. 

“Cum, please cum. You feel too good. sweetie. Gonna make me cum.” His thrusts become more frantic, his movements more erratic. Your body is trembling and your mind is blank. A familiar fuzziness takes over your vision as you lose control, you welcome it. You savor it and quietly beg for more. “Cum on my cock, noona.”

He’s begging and you’re complying. Your vision blurs with a hazy white, your breathing hitches, and your body trembles with pleasure. You’re more than positive that your damn near screaming his name as he fucks you through what might be the most intense orgasm of your life. “That’s it, Thank you for your cum. Thank you.” 

His fingers dig into your thighs as his thrusts become unpredictable. He can’t take much more and he knows it. As much as he wanted to savor you he just can’t help but to get lost in the way you feel. He can swear that you were made for him. “Oh fuck, oh, fuck, I’m cumming.” With one final thrust he’s pulling out and milking his cock of thick ropes of white that settle on your inner thigh and drips down to frame your glistening cunt. 

He slumps forward, forehead resting against yours as you both pant hot and heavy satisfaction into the air. The silence is loud, almost louder than your pounding heart and racing thoughts as your eyes flutter open to meet Jeongin’s.

You stare at each other, it’s soft and almost comfortable but there’s still this looming uneasiness in your chest that makes you feel like you made a big mistake. It makes you feel like you just lost something. “Here.” He speaks first, pulling back from you to reach for the water bottle that he had earlier.

“Drink this, please.” He’s gentle as he opens the bottle and raises it to your lips. He tips your head back with a bent finger and turns the bottle up for you. “Are you okay?”

You swallow hard, panting for another second before you try nodding your head but you don’t know what to tell him. “Hey.” He grabs your attention, pulling you out of your thoughts for a second and calming you with his touch. “Everything’s alright. We didn’t ruin anything.” 

He smiles softly, pressing a soft kiss to your lips that you can’t help but melt into. Maybe he’s right. Maybe you’re just nervous to confront all of this, maybe you’re just scared to admit to yourself that you want him. You want him so badly and so much more.

He pulls back and you sigh, nodding your head with a whisper. “I’m okay.” 

“Let me clean you up and we can talk?” He starts fixing himself up and you can’t help but to snort a laugh. “I feel like we did this in reverse order.”

He smiles as he moves over to the sink. “Yeah, maybe.” The two of you laugh softly as he wets a couple of paper towels. It’s quiet again. It's comfortable. Everything will be alright.

“Your bedroom is literally right down the hall, you couldn’t fuck there?” Seungmin yells to the two of you and you freeze, Holy fuckaroni, you forgot that they were here. 

“You never even brought me my drink!” Jisung follows and Jeongin rolls his eyes and comes back over to you with the paper towels. Felix yells right after Jisung and you can’t help but to break out into laughter with Jeongin as he cleans you up. 

“Are you two not confused that they just fucked? Is it just me?.” 

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Please do jeongin with number 2!

he calls you clingy

pairing: jeongin x reader

genre: angst

masterlist / part two

taglist: @angelzforu @tinyelfperson @ujimoo @hey-i-really-miss-you

𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐲 𝐩𝐭. 𝟐

pairing: jeongin x reader

genre: angst

masterlist

A/N: the response to part one was absolute INSANE, i can only hope part two is up to standard! i struggled with deciding which way to go after the first time so i left it somewhat open. enjoyyy

taglist: @angelzforu @tinyelfperson @hey-i-really-miss-you @justastraymoa @gurneetsadhra23 @hyune-ssne @velvetmoonlght @luminouskalopsia @ka0ila @whatdoyouwanttocallmefor @stay-tiny-things

4am in Seoul

A puff of figid air leaves your lips, a smokey haze seen. The yellow streetlamps illuminating the fluffy snow as you walk through the frozen park.

Uptown a music producer has just finished his work for the day. Saving his files and powering off his computer before streching his tense muscles and going to bed.

Next door a buff man is waking up and making his daily protien shake. Ready for the gym he slips on his trainers and grabs his headphones, slipping out the door.

Down the street a chef starts prepping for the early morning rush. Hurriedly chopping fruit and just barely remembering to feed his cats before flipping the cafe sign to open.

In a cozy studio apartment a block over an artist finally takes a break from his latest masterpiece. Oil paint slathered over a canvas starts to dry as he sips coffee, staining the mug with his paint covered fingers.

Downstairs a streamer is yelling obscenities at his screen while he dies in the layest horror game. His chat laughing with him as he settles down and tries again, stating that he'll get through it this time.

Across the park there is a man checking on the dogs in his parents rescue. He spends the early morning caring for the new puppies that we brought in late last night with a tired smile, running his fingers through his tangled hair.

In the empty library in the university near the gym there is a student asleep at his desk, sprawled over his notes. He stirs briefly to rub the sleep from his fox-like eyes and starts to pack up some of his work before going back to rest.

Pacing around his room there is an anxious student preparing for an oral exam. He goes over his words over and over, speaking faster each time, sounding more like a song each time he picks up the pace.

KPOP MASTERLIST

Fluff-(f) Smut-(s) Angst-(a) Crack-(c)

Stray Kids

OT8

(Requested/No name) - Switch!Bangchan x Top!Han x Bottom!FTM reader

Kiss And Make Up - Top!Bangchan x Top!Han x Bottom!FTM reader

JUST THE WAY U R - Felix x Changbin x FTM reader

Bang Chan

I Need A Little Assistance - Top Boss!Bang Chan x Bottom Personal assistant!Male reader(s)

Drive Me Insane - Top!Bang Chan x Bottom!Male reader(s)

"I want to be with you. Always." - Drunk!Bang Chan x G/N Reader(f)

(Requested/No name) - Chan x FTM reader (f)

(Requested/No name) - Top!Chan x Bottom!Male reader(s)

We Meet Again - Bang Chan x Male reader (f)

Lee Know

"Not Too Old For Me" - Parents Bestfriend!Lee know x Bottom Reader (s)

(Requested/No name) - Lino x Bottom!Male reader (s)

Changbin

Hyunjin

A Mother's Revenge - Mama!Hyunjin x Bottom Han's brother! Reader(s)

Hidden Piercing - D Piercing!Top!Hyunjin x Bttm!Male Reader(s)

Boss's Request - Top!Boss!Hyunjin x Bttm!Assisant!Male Reader(s)

Han

Don't Worry, I'm Here For You. - Han x 9th member! Male Reader(f)

Felix

"Would you like another one?" - Baker!Felix x Bottom!Male reader (s)

Double The Trouble - Angel!Yongbok x Bottom!Male reader x Devil!Felix(s)

Seungmin

Back At It Again - Seungmin x Bangchan sister!reader(s)

I.N.

Thigh Highs - top! Jeongin x bot! Male reader

Enhypen

OT7

Heeseung

Jay

Our Secret - Popular jock!Top!Jay × Nerd!Loser!Bottom!Male reader

Jake

My Gothic BF - Jake x Goth!Idol!Male Reader

Sunghoon

Our Secret Part .2 - Top!Jock!Jay x Switch!Nerd!Male reader x Bttm!Jock!Sunghoon

Guess We B.A.S - Top!Cheater!Sunghoon x Bttm!Idol!Cheater!Reader

Sunoo

Jungwon

Punishment - Sub!Camboy!Jungwon x Dom!Reader

Ni-ki

TXT

OT5

Back For More - TXT (separate) x Bottom!Male Reader (s)

The Star Pupil - Top!Soobin x Top!Hyuka x Bottom!Male reader(s)

Yeonjun

"I'll Make You Bias Me" - Yeonjun x Bottom Fan!Reader (s)

Soobin

(Requested/No name) - Top!Soobin x Bottom!Male reader(s)

Can I Come In? -domtop yandere soobin x sub bttm male reader (s)

Beomgyu

Taehyun

HueningKai

Ateez

Hongjoong

Seonghwa

Yunho

Yeosang

San

Mingi

Wooyoung

Jongho

Riize

Shotaro

Eunseok

Sungchan

Wonbin

Seunghan

Sohee

Anton

Aespa

OT4

Karina

Leader's Help - Top!Karina x gp!Reader (s)

Giselle

Sleepover - Top!Giselle x Bttm!Virgin!Girl!P!Reader (s)

My Dopamine - Top!Giselle x Member!Bttm! Reader

Winter

Ningning

Itzy

OT5

The Half Sisters - Nerd!G!P!Yeji x reader xn Cheerleader!G!P!Girlfriend!Yuna(s)

Yeji

Jealous Girl - Top!G!P!Yeji x Bttm!Reader

Lia

Ryujin

Chaeryeong

Yuna

Le sserafim

OT5

Sakura

Chaewon

Yunjin

"We've only just begun."- Top GP!Yunjin x Maid Bottom!Reader(s)

An Orgasm A Day Keeps The Cramps Away - Top GP!Yunjin x Bottom!Reader(s)

Strawberries W/ Cream- Top GP!Yunjin x Male Bottom!Reader(s)

Night Off - PowerBttmYunjin x SubTop!Male Reader

Kazuha

A Little Help From Manager - Top GP!Kazuha x Bottom!Manager!Reader

Best Dance Lessons Ever- Top GP!Kazuha x Bottom!Reader

After Concert - Dom!Kazuha x Sub!Backup-dancer!Reader

Eunchae

Twice

OT9

Nayeon

Jeongyeon

Momo

Sana

Jihyo

Mina

Dahyun

Chaeyoung

Let Me Teach You - Top!GP!Chaeyoung x Bttm!Inexperienced!Male Reader

Tzuyu

Other

Gidle: The Queen's punishment - Serpent Queen GP!Minnie x Peasant!Reader(s)

My Dirty-minded Thoughts - 1

MASTERLIST [STRAY KIDS ✧˖ ° ]

OT8

drabbles [nothing yet..]

headcanons [nothing yet..]

BANG CHAN

[nothing yet..]

LEE KNOW

show me off , lee minho [angst]

night in the woods , lee minho series

SEO CHANGBIN

[nothing yet..]

HWANG HYUNJIN

[nothing yet..]

HAN JISUNG

[nothing yet..]

LEE FELIX

[nothing yet..]

KIM SEUNGMIN

[nothing yet..]

YANG JEONGIN

[nothing yet..]

had to use some tags to reach people!

ill update my pinned later but just letting you guys (if u even care lol) know from now on i will only allow 18+ people on my page. i used to not mind minors interacting only with my sfw works but now that is not the case.

i found out that one of my favorite writers was being harassed by a minor who broke the rules and made the writer uncomfortable. especially if you’re a MINOR asking an ADULT to write a smut request for you, that is genuinely weird as hell. not only that, you’re also making it harder for the writer to continue being on here and writing what they enjoys.

if you’re a minor, im serious, do not interact with 18+ blogs for the sake of the writers!! please put your age indicator on your blog as well!!! i cant believe we have to keep saying this 😭

all i am asking for is you to respect other writers’ boundaries 😐

ೃ⁀➷ fanfic recommendations

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!!! just wanted to make a list so i can come back and read them again! please do let me know if the links doesn't work or linked to a wrong fic! i also did not realize how much im really into strangers to lovers au lord.

if you want your works taken down, let me know

skz masterlists/series

stray kids coffee shop series | all fluff and bit of angst! @hanjisick

to all the crushes (half of skz x reader) | fluff, angst, suggestive content(?). by okayau

hot bitch summer; the skz series | fratboy au, smut. @hyunsvngs

@seospicybin 's masterlist | includes all smut, fluff, and angst.

bold (minsung x reader) | smut. @/hyunsvngs

hopeless in love (ao3) (minsung and reader) | mlm themes, friends to lovers, college au, humor, hurt/comfort. by lucspear [this is VERY fun and cute to read! id read this a thousand times over again!]

bang chan

600 degrees (ao3) | neighbors au, fluff. by the7thcrow

lee minho

blue side of the sky | exes to lovers, best friends to lovers au, fluff, angst, smut. @hyunfilms

when the cat dragged in | smut, angst, strangers to lovers. @moni-logues

lost in translation | smut, strangers to lovers. @moonjxsung huge fan of u dude

dead butterflies | toxic relationships, drug and alcohol abuse, cheating, unrequited love. @lavenderhhaze

invisible thread, part one and two | university au, academic rivals to lovers, slow burn, fluff, VERY angst. @astraystayyh

the only exception | strangers to lovers, slow burn. @astraystayyh

she's like the wind | fluff, angst, smut. @nczennie

you saved that for the end | angst, smut. @pearbunny

message in a bottle | smut with a plot. @chxnsaphrodite

Mr. Gorgeous | fluff, slight angst, college au. @cryinginmyroomsposts

photograph | college au, smut. @minniesmutt

when he sees me (ao3) | smut, fluff, angst, strangers to lovers, neighbors au. by candle_wax_and_polaroids

do you feel my hand? it is there | strangers to lovers, hurt/comfort, smut. @blossomwritesthings

what you deserve | college au, smut, angst, fluff. @2chopsticks2eyes

bunny | strangers to lovers, neighbors au, smut, angst, fluff. @tasteleeknow

million dollar man | smut. @ybklix

unrequited & unmatched | focused on lee know and hwang hyunjin (not as pairing), angst, smut, romance (do read warnings on these series though). @jl-micasea-fics

poisonous tears | angst, suggestive content. @hoes4lino

a love letter i wish it didn't exist | romantic, angst, suggestive. @hoes4lino

perfect | light angst, fluff, suggestive. @linospuddin

invisible string | soulmate au, smut, light angst, strangers to friends to lovers, friends with benefits. @moonlinos

when things were simple | 90s romance, school romance, best friends to lovers, strangers to lovers, online au, high school au. @sunboki

there's always time | family au, fluff, smut, angst. @dreamescapeswriting

hwang hyunjin

dear farmer | very fluffy! @puppym3

a train, her lips, the music (ao3) | fluff, beautifully romantic. by the7thcrow

star lost with you (ao3) series still ongoing | idol au, strangers to lovers, friends to lovers, unrequited love, angst, fluff, smut, SLOW BURN. by hyunjinspark

han jisung

reckless convictions | college au, beautifully romantic, smut. @/moonjxsung

lee felix

seasons | smut, angst. @moonjxsung requested by me :)))

off the deep end | post-apocalypse au, enemies to lovers, angst, romance, suggestive content. @stayxlix

the bodyguard | enemies to lovers, parental abuse, very angst with evntual happy ending, smut. @skzdarlings

indulgence | vampire au, forbidden love, college au. by the17thcrow

solace (ao3) | 1990s era, friends to lovers, fluff. by fizzydrink698

fading inure (ao3) | vampire au, smut. by hanjizung

vexatious vixen | strangers to enemies to lovers, smut, romantic comedy. @skzdarlings [this fic is actually funny and VERY intense to read. i've been waiting for smth like this. LOVE IT!]

the siren on the stage | smut. @bunnliix

lee felix's guide to hating you | college au, tutor au, fluff, angst, slice of life, slow burn. @yyxgin

churchboy felix | fluff, smut, teen angst. @skzcollision

something in the air | smut. @propertyoftoru

gone boy, gone bad | suggestive, slight enemies to lovers, gangster au, fluff. @starlostseungmin

my girl | smut. @hyunjinniesgirl

bad romance | smut, angst, fluff, slow burn, bad boy au, punk au. @straykeedz

will update more later! i rlly hope to read other ffs of other members soon LOL

NIGHT IN THE WOODS | LMH

PAIRINGS ➳ lee minho x gender-neutral reader (cora)

GENRE ➳ friends to lovers ◦ slow burn ◦ heavy angst ◦ horror ◦ psychological thriller ◦ fantasy ◦ slight humor ◦ ghosts ◦ will add more later!

WARNINGS ➳ mental issues (derealization) ◦ memory loss ◦ inappropriate language ◦ suggestive themes, but no smut ◦ death ◦ gore(?) ◦ smoking ◦ lots of drug and alcohol use ◦ cruel society ◦ adult life crisis ◦ bad life decisions ◦ religious themes ◦ class struggles ◦ hallucinations ◦ will add more later!

STATUS ➳ Ongoing (Slow updates).

ABOUT ➳ After dropping out of college, Cora returns home to their small town of Stormvillie with the hopes of reconnecting with their friends they left behind and resuming their carefree previous life. However, things have changed since then. Their friends have grown up and changed, and home seems different now. The wind is getting colder and the leaves are falling. As the night gets darker, strange things are happening.

And there's something in the woods.

Meet The Characters and Their Stories

JOURNAL #1; Welcome Home

JOURNAL #2; Home Again

JOURNAL #3; Marinara Magic

JOURNAL #4; Home in Autumn

JOURNAL #5; Happy Haunting

JOURNAL #6; Shapes

JOURNAL #7; ???

JOURNAL #8; ???

JOURNAL #9; ???

JOURNAL #10; ???

JOURNAL #11; ???

AUTHOR'S NOTE ➳ I've published this exact work wayyy long times ago, but I was really busy and didn't have enough time to keep up with the series. Now I'm confident enough I might keep this going! I think this is good timing considering autumn is almost here so it seems fitting and will publish each chapter on August to October (I think!) I hope you guys enjoy! Also this is very inspired by the cat game called night in the woods!

TAGLIST ➳ OPEN. Send an ASK or COMMENT to be added in the taglist!

JR.1 WELCOME HOME | LMH

PAIRINGS ➳ lee minho x gender-neutral reader (cora)

GENRE ➳ friends to lovers ◦ slow burn ◦ heavy angst ◦ horror ◦ psychological thriller ◦ fantasy ◦ slight humor ◦ ghosts ◦ will add more later!

WARNINGS ➳ mental issues (derealization) ◦ memory loss ◦ inappropriate language ◦ suggestive themes, but no smut ◦ death ◦ gore(?) ◦ smoking ◦ lots of drug and alcohol use ◦ cruel society ◦ adult life crisis ◦ bad life decisions ◦ religious themes ◦ class struggles ◦ hallucinations ◦ will add more later!

WC ➳ 3,000+

STATUS ➳ Ongoing.

ABOUT ➳ After dropping out of college, Cora returns home to their small town of Stormvillie with the hopes of reconnecting with their friends they left behind and resuming their carefree previous life. However, things have changed since then. Their friends have grown up and changed, and home seems different now. The wind is getting colder and the leaves are falling. As the night gets darker, strange things are happening.

And there's something in the woods.

NIGHT IN THE WOODS SERIES

CHARACTERS AND THEIR STORIES

Scott Street - Phoebe Bridgers started playing ...

Walking Scott Street, feeling like a stranger

With an open heart, open container 

I’ve got a stack of mail and a tall can

It’s a shower bear, it’s a payment plan

Even though quitting college was the hardest decision I made, I was relieved to be back in my hometown. There I was on the train, listening to music and settled into my seat comfortably. I knew I had arrived in Stormville when I spotted the streets I knew so well and the cafe I used to go to every day when I was a teenager. As it reaches an intersection, a train blows its horn. Picking up my backpack and suitcase, I stood up from my seat and waited for the train doorway to slide open. I began to search around for my parents when I got off the train, but they weren't there. I sat down on the nearby bench to wait some more in case they hadn't arrived. 

Well, this is great. I mean I didn’t expect a party or anything, but I figured someone would be here.

I reached into my backpack and took out the book I had brought from the city. Victoria Schwab’s City of Ghosts. My grandpa gave me this as a gift before he passed away, along with a touching note. This book was really special to me. I missed him a lot. 

I cast a quick peek at the open train doors. I could have sworn there were plenty of people on the train, but it was entirely empty. It was really packed in the city two hours ago. Odd.

Once again, I did not see my parents when I looked up. They must have forgotten about me. Moreover, my phone just died. With a loud groan, I stood up from the bench, gathered my belongings, and headed to find the train station's exit. Looking to my left, I saw a janitor leaving the ticket counter with his toolbox, but I stopped him before he went anywhere. 

“Hey, excuse me. Do you know where everybody is?” 

"It’s 9:52. It’s closed," the janitor said. "And no one ever gets off the bus to Stormville nowadays." A loud notice stating that there would be a delay in the train from Stormville to the city. I suppose there was a breakdown. "Looks like I've got a job to do. See you around." He offered me a smile before entering the train to do his job. Looking up at the train station's building, I started noticing how much it had changed. The last time I visited, the trains weren't running well, and the ticket booths were abandoned.

I roamed around till I arrived at the playground, which was a spot I knew well. I rushed to play on the swings, experiencing a surge of nostalgia. Right as soon as I began to swing, I was taken back to the times when my friends and I would swing ourselves a little too high in the air and compete to see who could land the perfect jump. A chilly breeze blew in my face as I continued to swing higher and higher, moving my legs back and forth. I swung back, took my hands off from the chains, and jumped when I thought the moment was right for me to land. I was confident I would land perfectly on my feet this time, but instead I ended up on my knees, then my face on the rough mulch. With a sigh, I realized that no matter how hard I try, I won't ever be able to land on my feet and end up always hurting myself. 

I laid there for a while. I rolled over so I could lie on my back and look at the dark blue sky with a large, beautiful moon. It felt strangely comfy, and I didn't want to get up, but I had a family to come home to. Just as I lifted myself off the ground, a flash of light shone on my face. I rubbed my eyes and glanced up to see my aunt standing there, still dressed in her police uniform, with a flashlight beaming on my face.

"Welcome home, Cora." Although Aunt shot me a blank look, I continued to send her a smile. 

"Oh hey, Auntie. Been a while" 

"Yup. And you’re still scurrying around like a cat." Shaking her head at me and letting out a sigh, she walked down the parking lot to her car. "Get in my car, it’s getting late." She shouted. I hurriedly got up, ran back to where my stuff was beside the swings, and made my way to her car. 

A long, silent ride aside from a radio playing. I took a quick tour around her police patrol vehicle, noting the camera next to the rearview mirror, an MDT in front of the radio, and her walkie-talkie, which was still blaring. Afterwards, I cast a sidelong glance at her; she continued to give off a sense of severity that brought back memories of how I used to be scared of her. Because of this, it was difficult to try to get along with her. As we drove by, I gazed out the window, noticing the closed shops and lonely streets. 

"Cora, why did you come back?" Her abrupt comments made me flinch, and I turned my head slightly in her direction. Aunt's expression remained fixed on the road.

“I just wanted to.” 

“Oh. Alright.”

“...”

“...”

Here comes the awkward silence.

“Be careful around here this time.”

Nevermind.

“Okay? Thanks.”

"I'm serious," she replied, staring briefly at me before returning her attention to the road.

“Alright, alright. I heard you.”

“...”

“...”

“So–”

“We’re here.”

When she pulled into my driveway, I got out of the car right away. I stopped to wave her off and she grinned slightly. With a pout, I tilted my head and watched Aunt driving away. I shrugged and walked towards the front door of my house, ringing the doorbell. I crept to peer through the front door's window, and when I eventually caught a glimpse of my dad, I smiled broadly. I saw his stunned expression when he opened the door wide.

"Cora! Wasn't you supposed to come home tomorrow night?" Ah, I see why. I forgot he hardly remembers anything. 

“No, dad. It was today. I kind of figured you’d forget.”

“Oh, darling, I am so sorry. Please come inside, it is really cold out.” Dad helped pick up your bags and brought them upstairs. 

I was hit by a familiar aroma of cinnamon and vanilla as soon as I stepped into the house. Mom had to have lit that candle. There were still several framed pictures of me and my parents hanging on the wall beside the stairs. I glanced over to see the old television playing in the living room. Newspapers strewn out and a cup of tea on the wooden coffee table. I came to sit down on a couch to wait for my dad. After a while, he returned with another cup of tea and placed it gently in front of me. 

"Be careful, kid. It's still really hot." He smiled warmly at me. I nodded, watching as the steam from my hot tea dissipated. 

“Where’s Mom?”

"Oh, right! She's still working. You'll see her in the morning, so don't worry." Dad gave me a shoulder pat. With his tea in his other hand, he picked up his newspaper and started to read. It dawned on me that I was at last back home after spending two chaotic and busy years in a huge city. Although I had a good time, it wasn't where I wanted to be. I picked up my cup with care and sipped the tea before getting up to head to my room. 

"I'm going to my room now. Thank you for the tea, Dad." 

Again grinning, he looked up at me and said, "Alright! Have a pleasant dream, okay?" With a nod, I turned to head up the stairs. As I made my way to my room, I saw that it had a little whiteboard hung up and a door covered with stickers. "Not Here Anymore!" It read with a heart indented. I chuckled. It surprised me that it hadn't been erased yet. 

I opened the door and there it was, my comfort zone. There were a few fairy lights and band posters hanging on the wall, along with an empty desk, a cleanly made bed with old white pillows and blue plaid sheets, and several books scattered all over the place. The tapestry of a skeleton over the desk is being used as a curtain to block the window. On the left, there's a record player on the top of the drawer and an abandoned acoustic guitar next to the mirror. Shutting the door, I hopped onto the bed. Not when I was lying in this extremely comfortable bed, did I feel the need to change clothing. 

I rolled over in bed and examined every poster on the wall until my eyes were drawn to something, which caused me to rapidly sit up. The old friends, with whom I hadn't spoken in a long time, and myself on a Polaroid. I took a closer look by moving to the edge of the bed and snatching the polaroid. Minho, the brunette guy, wrapped his arm around my neck and waved a peace sign. Behind us were two kids, Jisung and Chan. After I left for college, we stopped talking for a while, but sometimes they would send me short messages like "I miss you" and "how are you." Even though they were the ones who were happy for me when I got accepted into college, looking at this polaroid made me a little anxious about seeing them again. It would definitely not be too bad to see Jisung and Chan again, but it would be with Minho.

The most heartbreaking thing I had to do was tell my best friend Minho that I was moving out of town and that we wouldn't be seeing each other for a while. Given that we had been friends since middle school, I could tell he was upset when I broke the news to him. I would be lying if I said I wasn't sad and that I wished he could come with me to college. But before I could talk it out with him for the last time, he suddenly cut ties with me after learning the news and made every effort to avoid speaking with me ever again. We’ve never bid our goodbyes together. 

I felt even more sad as I thought back on the past memories. My polaroid was put back up on the wall. I stood up from my bed and opened my backpack. I took out the two cameras, my laptop, and my phone from my backpack together with their chargers. After charging the devices and placing them on my desk, I unzipped my luggage to find my pajamas and changed into them. I hopped back into bed after turning out the light, feeling more at ease and prepared to sleep for the next eight hours. 

There’s helicopters over my head

Every night when I go to bed

Spending money and I earned it

When I’m lonely, that’s when I’ll burn it

September 22, 8:32 a.m.

I woke up to the smell of breakfast and coffee coming from the kitchen and checked my alarm clock, which read 8 a.m. Sitting up, I yawned and rubbed my eyes to see better. I dragged myself out of bed, grabbed my necessities, and proceeded to the bathroom to brush my teeth. After flossing my teeth and rearranging all of my stuff, I returned to my room to change.

I was going through my luggage again, trying to decide what to wear, when I remembered I had this band shirt that I had kept for years in my closet. I went to my closet in search of them, and that's where I discovered the gray The Smiths shirt. I changed into a black pair of ripped jeans and a shirt. I didn't forget the flannel, of course. 

I ran down the stairs and to the kitchen, and when I finally saw my mom, I was hit by a wave of nostalgia again. She made pancakes today and prepared a mug of hot coffee for me. 

“Welcome home!” Mom exclaimed with a big smile. “I am deeply sorry about yesterday, I really thought you were coming home tonight. I wanted to make up to you by making your favorite breakfast!”

“Oh, mom. It’s okay, at least I’m here now.” I picked up my fork and knife to cut the pancakes in four. 

“Cora, sweetie?”

“Yeah?” I continued to eat. 

“Is everything all right?” 

I abruptly stopped, looking up at my mom’s concerned face. 

“I’m fine, mom.” 

“Well, that’s good. It’s just.. That’s not usually something a college sophomore does.” 

“I know.” I continued to go back to eating. 

“You can tell me anything-”

“Can we talk about this another time?”

I dismissed my mom's concern and continued to stare down at my nearly done pancakes, feeling instantly bad.

"Talk to me whenever you need, okay?" Mom said, sighing. After giving her a nod and finishing the last of my pancakes, I got up from my chair. 

"Also, Mom, do you happen to know where my friends are? Jisung, Chan, and..." I hesitated, wondering if it would be appropriate to finally meet Minho after we had been apart for two years. But I won't be able to sleep easily unless I know how he's doing today. "And Minho."

"As far as I know, Jisung is working at the Safe in Sound record store! Chan probably works at his dad's outlet store as well." Mom said, picking up the plates and carrying them to the sink to wash them. I accepted her response with a nod and waited to find out about Minho, even 

though I wasn't supposed to be worried about him because I knew he probably hates me. Honestly, it didn't really matter. Just as I turned to walk away, my mother spoke. "I was at Poppy's Coffee the last time I saw Minho. He works there."

"Oh. Cool. Guess everyone is at work these days."

"He will be happy to see you. He wouldn't be mad at his best friend for following their dreams." Mom smiled as she turned to face me. "Don't come home too late, okay? Have a nice day."

I decided it would be best to meet Jisung first, before everyone else, and before Minho. Strolling down the well-known streets, observing the stores and realizing they are now newly opened businesses. Well, it's still in construction. There are a lot of construction workers here. That being said, the doughnut shop, which I used to go to often, was still open. I pulled out my wallet to see if I had enough money to buy my friends a single doughnut or two, but there was nothing like a fly sticking out of it. With a shrug, I shoved my wallet into the back pocket of my pants and carried on walking around the streets. 

Next to the statue of the founder that was pointing directly at me, there was a boy who seemed to be a middle schooler, playing on his nintendo ds. I approached him and saw what game he was playing. “Pokemon.. Classic.” He looked up at me, eyes widened.

“Oh, Cora right?” I nodded and the boy continued to go back, focusing on his game, “I’m Lori. I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“Awesome, I’m assuming they’re bad.”

“Well, everyone was saying you beat the kid up to the hospital. Even my mother told me to stay away from you.”

“Oh, boo. He was mean to my friend.”

“Is it that guy, Minho?” I gulped.

“...No. A girl.”

“Why are you being so awkward when I mentioned that guy?” 

“I’m not- That’s none of your business, little dude.” Reminded that I still needed to meet Jisung, I walked away. 

When I finally made it to the record store, I waited anxiously in front of the door for a minute, imagining what might happen. I relaxed and eventually made my way inside. There were numerous vinyl record boxes arranged on each table, and the speakers mounted on the wall were blasting loud rock music. And there were a bunch of band t-shirts in another area. CDs and cassette tapes were in the rear. I headed towards the classic rock section and browsed the records that I would purchase if I were rich at the moment. Then I heard the door shut from what I thought was the rear of the store, and that's when I remembered why I had come here in the first place. I looked up and walked to the location of the noise, where I saw a man locking the office door. His hair was blue, and he was wearing a leather jacket over a Misfits shirt with a few bands and drawing patches on his blue denim pants. Yup, that’s Jisung. 

He froze and his eyes widened as soon as he spun around and looked up at me. I lifted up my hand to offer him a small wave and nervously chuckled at his reaction. I continued to stand awkwardly in front of Jisung, who massaged his eyes and then peered to make sure it was really me. That's when he started flashing me the big smile I used to miss so much. 

“Oh. My. GOD!” Jisung exclaimed loudly, jumping up and down. For the first time in a long time, I laughed and raced to give him the longest hug I could give; he hugged me so tightly that I nearly passed out. "Cora! Holy shit!”

While holding me, he screamed in my ears. I attempted to withdraw, but he would not let me. "Hey! Not only are you suffocating me, but you're also making my ears go deaf!" When he finally let go of me, we looked at each other for a moment to see what had changed. 

"And you're looking at me for an uncomfortable amount of time." I said as we laughed our asses off once more. 

"Dude, can you blame me? It had been, what? Two years!" Jisung yelled once again, which made me cry with laughter. "Plus, you haven't texted us in a long time. We never forgot about you, you know? Not when you're our coolest friend." 

Even though Jisung's comments were making me feel a little emotional already, it made me think of Minho again. If not every day, then at least occasionally, I wondered if he ever thought about me. Hell, I wondered if he ever felt bad for shoving me away like that. I wondered if he had ever cared about me. Jisung's voice stunned me after I had been zoning out for a moment. 

"I am SO going to tell Chan and Vanna about this!" Excitedly, he took his phone out of the pocket of his leather jacket and began texting them, pacing back and forth. 

"Wait, Vanna?" I frowned. It's been a while since I heard from her. 

"Oh, right! That Vanna, yes. She’s sort of our backup for the drummer." He responded, illustrating every word with hand motions. 

"You guys still play in a band?" I let out a gasp.

"Yes! But it's been almost a month since we last played since, you know, we've been pretty busy lately." With a sigh, Jisung peered around the shop until all of a sudden he stopped and held up his index finger at me. "Wait here. I have a gift for you.” I nodded, giving that air of confusion, and then I went back to the place I had been at before, looking through every box in the classic rock section. I eventually grew bored and started exploring the store's various categories. Punk, indie, R&B, metal, and many other genres were represented. As I browsed the indie section, contemplating which records to purchase later if I had an opportunity, my attention was drawn to a certain album. Young The Giant's self-titled album. When I remembered how often Minho used to play this record whenever I visited his place, I started to feel emotional again—for the hundredth time. To be honest, I could list a lot of bands that make me think of him. Why does he never text me? Not even an apology at least? 

I exhaled deeply, carefully set down the record, and took another look around the shop. Then I noticed a piece of paper that was pinned to the bulletin board beside the entrance door. I moved in closer to examine the paper, and to my surprise, it was a missing poster with a familiar face. A photo of a young, attractive, long blonde haired man with freckles and a lovely smile. Felix Lee. 

"He has been missing for a year now." The abrupt voice startled me, so I turned to face the redhead guy immediately. It took me a moment to realize, though, that it was one of my friends. Chan. He had on a black hoodie and ripped jeans with a chain connected.

"You scared the hell out of me. Fuck you." I gave him the hardest shoulder blow I could manage. His laughter got so loud, and I couldn't help but roll my eyes. I refused to look at him and crossed my arms. He laughed again, seeing that I was being a little whiny child. "Oh my god, stop it. I'm going to kill you." 

"All right, all right. I'll stop. Come here." Chan invited you to give him a hug by spreading his arms wide. I smiled and moved to offer him the same long embrace that I gave Jisung, but this one was much softer and more welcome. "I missed you, kiddo."

"I missed you, too." We both pulled away from the hug, and I saw Chan's eyes shift to Felix's missing poster. 

"Do you know what really happened to him?"

"Not really. Y’know at first, I thought he just disappeared without a word.” He sighed, folding his arms. “I can't stop worrying about whether or not he is safe, even if we are no longer friends." 

"I remember he told me how he always wanted to escape this town." I recalled. 

"Yeah." Chan muttered. 

"Damn, no need to get too dark." We both turned to look at Jisung as he held up two vinyl records: Fleetwood Mac and Agents of Fortune by Blue Oyster Cult. "Sorry for the wait. I had to go through a lot of limited edition boxes and all that shit."

"My favorite albums!" I gasped and reached for the vinyls. "Wait, you don't have to give this to me for free."

"But I really want to! I'm just glad to have you back, so please have this as a gift." After Jisung's comments, my heart warmed, and I placed the vinyls down on the counter to give him another embrace. Chan then joined in. Moving to a new city for college and spending the last two years living alone in a dorm didn't go as planned. Especially, not having any friends meant that I had no one to talk to. Really, though, I'm glad to be back where I belong—among my best friends, with whom I've missed spending a lot of time with. 

"Oh hey, Vanna!" Jisung said, releasing his hug to welcome Vanna. Chan and I also greeted her, though I was suddenly nervous because I hadn't spoken to Vanna since the last year of middle school. She appeared to be a lot different than before. Short black hair with micro bangs, dressed entirely in black. Denim vest over a long-sleeved top, fingerless fishnet gloves, and leggings. She wore a black pearl necklace around her vest's collar and carried a leather bag. 

"Oh, did I just ruin your emotional reunion? Oops.” Vanna murmured, staring at Jisung and Chan with a blank expression before turning to face me. I gave an awkward little smile and waved. "Surprised to see you back, I guess." 

Jisung began clapping with his hands and bouncing up and down. "This is going to be the greatest day, week, month, and year ever, without a doubt!" 

"You're going to hear this a thousand times this week, but we're really happy to have you back," Chan jokes. "For real." 

"Yeah. For real." Vanna agreed while maintaining her blank stare. "Amazing day to be back as well. There will be a party tonight. In the woods. If you're down." Vanna crossed her legs and leaned against the counter, waiting for anyone to respond. I turned to face Chan and Jisung, who both nodded, indicating that their work shifts end in the afternoon and that they were good to go. I wanted to ask a question before I even decided to go. 

"Uhm, is Minho going?" The room went dead silence when I asked a question about Minho, who doesn't talk to me anymore and they knew that. Vanna frowned in confusion at the question, but she took it as an excuse to play on her phone and avoid being involved. However, Jisung and Chan appeared a little afraid to respond. I became afraid as well, immediately projecting the worst-case scenarios about Minho.

"Before you overthink, kiddo, Minho is alive and well." Chan scratched his head and sighed. "We just don't talk anymore." Head down, Jisung nodded in agreement with Chan. Oh, damn.

"But you guys act like he's dead." I laughed, causing them to both chuckle too. "But what happened?" 

"Well, remember how he just cut you off after you told him you were leaving? So, when you left, Jisung and I tried to talk to Minho, and things got, you know, complicated." 

“That doesn't really help at all, Chan. I'll never get why he was so mad at me for leaving. We have phones, so it's not like I was going to stop talking to him."

"He wasn't mad!" Jisung chimed in right away, saying, "It was something more, like— Dude, I dunno! If only his ass wouldn't be such a goddamn wimp, or at least be honest rather than so damned stubborn—" Chan quickly covered Jisung's mouth while Vanna, who was still engrossed in her phone, walked out bidding goodbye. But his outburst over Minho confused me even more. 

"I really want to tell you what it is, though I'm sure Minho would like to talk to you now that you're back. He wasn't upset about you leaving, and he doesn't hate you. Just... maybe talk it out properly this time if you see him." Chan, like a sweetheart, gave me a tiny piece of advice while still covering Jisung's mouth, who begged him to let go. "Also, to finally answer your question, he'll definitely be there tonight."

I guess now is the time to discover the truth and solve the mystery.

Do you feel ashamed

When you hear my name?

Having spent a few hours at Jisung's workplace, I went home to change for the party. Because I was never a party or formal type, I didn't have a lot of party clothes. Wearing something a little more simple, though, shouldn't harm anyone. I then put on a pair of dirty black Converse, blue denim ripped jeans, and a long sleeve black and white striped shirt that I had tucked in. The floor was a little messy now that the clothes had been tossed around trying to figure out what to wear. Vanna texted me to let me know she was on her way, so I hurried to get a crossbody purse and stuff my Polaroid camera inside. And finally, I snuck into my mom's bathroom to use her antique floral perfume. 

The sound of the honk from outside, indicating that Vanna was here, had me running downstairs. When I got inside the car, Jisung and Chan were also there, and so I sat next to Jisung. While the other three were chatting and the radio played random songs, I propped my head against the window and observed the several trees we passed. Throughout the twenty minutes of the drive, Jisung continued to move himself closer to the front to discuss his conspiracy theories with Vanna and Chan. Even though we were all adults now, we hadn't changed a bit. 

When we arrived, it appeared to be a deserted camping spot where a group of kids had gathered for a party. After exiting the vehicle, Chan struck up a conversation with some of the kids lingering in the parking lot. Vanna, In the meantime, had vanished somewhere, and Jisung and I were attempting to find our way to the party. There was a band playing, a bonfire, lights strung from trees, and the party was held by the lake. The band started playing, and everyone in the pit began to dance along. To the left, a few tables were set up with snacks and drinks. The ice cooler, which holds beer, was next to the table. 

Jisung shouted that we should start drinking before jumping in the pit. I knew I would regret this, but why not? You only get one chance at life. Jisung grabbed my hand as we went to the ice cooler to grab a beer for each of us. I started to sip a tiny bit and laughed when I glanced over to find Jisung drinking half a can already. It had been a long time since the last time I drank and that very same day I threw up a thousand times on Chan’s toilet, so I wasn't really sure whether or not to down today. Although I could already feel myself getting a little tipsy with each sip and decided to just fuck it and finish the can. After consuming the last of the beer cans and throwing them in the trash, Jisung and I joined in to dance.

We had been singing along to our favorite songs for quite some time, and I was laughing so hard at Jisung's headbanging that I lost my voice. Now when it was time to take a break and get some fresh air, I told Jisung that I was going to be by the campfire and he gave me the thumbs up. I made my way through the mass of people who were partying a little too hard and looked for a bonfire that was located up in the hill. I pulled out my phone and played on it for a little bit, only browsing social media, which I hadn't used in a long time, as I sat down on the log. I eventually felt that I was growing bored and chose to take in the gorgeous lake view from this location. I could feel myself about to vomit, but I had to contain it in order not to embarrass myself in front of people. Despite the fact that there was no one around the bonfire and just a small ice cooler. When I opened it, I thought maybe there might be a water bottle inside, but all I found was beer. Shrugging, I took another one of these anyway.  

"Do you still not have a new shirt that you promised to buy me after you puked in it last time?" I froze all at once. Oh, that voice. I carefully set my beer down on my knee, afraid to glance up at the man I've been getting worked up over. He moved to sit next to me, took up the log sticks, and gave one to me. Bewildered and unwilling to look up, I took hold of the stick and watched what he was doing. There were crackers, chocolate bars, and packets of marshmallows that I was probably too drunk to notice earlier. He put a marshmallow on a stick and moved it closer to the flames. I finally compelled myself to glance up at his side profile as he was doing so, and I could feel my heartbeat quicken. It was really Minho. Plus, he was far more attractive. Wide-leg jeans with a plaid flannel worn over and a black shirt tucked in. This time, his hair had changed to a copper reddish brown color. 

"You're here." After a while, I spoke. 

"So are you." He laughed softly. I missed hearing that sound. 

I was staring at the side of his face until he turned to look directly into my eyes. How pretty his eyes were. That lovely smile of his. Oh, dude, I really missed him. 

"We also have a lot to talk about." Minho added, "and a big apology."

Anyway, don’t be a stranger.

NEXT JOURNAL

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PAIRINGS ➳ lee minho x gender-neutral reader (cora)

GENRE ➳ friends to lovers ◦ slow burn ◦ heavy angst ◦ horror ◦ psychological thriller ◦ fantasy ◦ slight humor ◦ ghosts ◦ will add more later!

WARNINGS ➳ mental issues (derealization) ◦ memory loss ◦ inappropriate language ◦ suggestive themes, but no smut ◦ death ◦ gore(?) ◦ smoking ◦ lots of drug and alcohol use ◦ cruel society ◦ adult life crisis ◦ bad life decisions ◦ religious themes ◦ class struggles ◦ hallucinations ◦ will add more later!

WC ➳ 2,000+

STATUS ➳ Ongoing.

ABOUT ➳ After dropping out of college, Cora returns home to their small town of Stormvillie with the hopes of reconnecting with their friends they left behind and resuming their carefree previous life. However, things have changed since then. Their friends have grown up and changed, and home seems different now. The wind is getting colder and the leaves are falling. As the night gets darker, strange things are happening.

And there's something in the woods.

NIGHT IN THE WOODS SERIES

CHARACTERS AND THEIR STORIES

PREVIOUS JOURNAL

Change - Alex G started playing ...

How are you today?

I saw your friend’s band play

A little show last night

It’s not my thing, they were alright

"So you're saying that this August, you're moving off to college? Leaving this town behind? For college?" Minho made sure he understood what I said by saying it again. "Cora, please answer. Are you actually leaving us?" His tone hardens as he continues to look at me as if I had done something really wrong.

"Yeah, I am leaving in August for college in a city that isn't that far from here." I tried not to look annoyed with him. While it makes sense that he was upset, I wasn't about to cut off our communication.

"Why? I mean, good for you, but why there? You promised me that you'd be with me forever, but now you're leaving-"

"All right, Minho, you're getting too ahead of yourself. I'm leaving for college, not leaving you. Don't you think you're exaggerating?" I fiddled with my fingers and muttered, looking down, not even realizing that what I had said was harsh.

"Exaggerating?" He scoffed and became slightly irate, but before continuing, he took a long breath. "Cora, I don't think you're getting what I'm saying. You're right—I'm getting too worked up about this—but I'm actually worried about losing you."

I firmly closed my eyes, trying not to say anything that I would later regret. I remained silent for a minute to gather my thoughts before turning to Minho and spoke

"Listen, Minho. I promise to never leave you, and just because I'm moving away to attend college does not mean we'll stop talking. I just wanted to chase my dreams."

"To be honest, it's not really that."

I scowled at what he said and cocked my head to face him, who was turning away from me.

"Then what is it, Minho? Can't you just tell me?"

"I have to leave. I'm sorry." He hastily got up and fled the cafe before I could say anything further. I sat alone at the cafe, refraining from running to him. Could I chase after him? Or give him his space? Am I being too harsh?

It was all I thought about when I walked home. What does he mean? What is it that he couldn’t tell me? Even when I ranted to Jisung about it, he looked like he knew something. Shit, even Chan does. I feel a little left out, so confused, worried if I didn’t pay enough attention to Minho.

I wasn’t that dumb to not notice he has been trying to cut ties with me after our conversation. Even his parents and sister didn’t know what was going on with him when I visited his place, and told me that he has been wandering off somewhere a lot now other than his home. I took it as a hint that I should stop bothering him.

August came by so fast, I was ready to leave this town and still have not heard from him. He wasn’t there to bid me a goodbye before I hopped on the train.

Am I really leaving everything behind?

You were in my dream last week

I’d like to hear what you think

We passed by her house driving fast

The sun was shining on the grass

September 22, 8:46 p.m.

"How are you today?" He eventually broke the long silence. When I glanced back at him, he was still roasting the marshmallow, which was starting to become brown. His reddish-brown hair continued to fall over his face, nearly covering his eyes.

"Today, I felt a little happier." As I saw him place the marshmallow on top of the chocolate with the cracker beneath it, I finally responded.

"I'm glad," he grinned. "I can say I feel the same way."

I can't deny that I was a little awkward and perplexed sitting next to a guy who had been avoiding me for a while, even if I was smiling too. But I can’t just act like I wasn’t doing the same thing he did to me to Chan and Jisung.

“How was college?”

"Oh, it was okay. Not bad at all." I fiddled in my seat, not feeling the college talk. I did ask him something else even though I wasn't sure if it was proper to suddenly change the subject. "What about you, though? You work too, like everyone else these days."

Minho hummed, took another marshmallow to roast, and passed me the S'mores he had just created. "Yes, I work. I mean, everyone has to work for a living, right?" He laughed. "I work at my mom's coffee shop now; you should stop by sometimes."

"Oh, that's cool. I guess I should." I stuttered briefly, hoping he didn't notice, and then took a bite of my s'mores. The s'mores didn't taste very nice, though, because I could still taste the bitterness from my previous drink. Once more, I turned to face my right and watched him finishing his own and brushing the crumbs off his jeans. He clasped his hands and was about to speak until my name was called out.

"Cora!" When I turned to see where it was coming from, I saw Jisung sprinting up the hill to find me. I abruptly got up and raised my hand to grab his attention.

“Over here!”

"Hey, what's up?" When Jisung spotted me, his smile gradually disappeared when he noticed Minho sitting next to me. "Minho?" The uneasy feeling was beginning to return. I continued to glance at them, clearing my throat to break the ice.

Minho looked at me again after checking his watch and getting up from his seat. "Looks like I gotta go now," he said. "See you around?"

"Oh, uh, yeah." I scratched my head and nodded.

I moaned aloud as Jisung and I watched him go, disappearing into a crowd of people.

"Dude, you guys finally talked?"

"Well, until you fucking came, I guess, a little bit."

"My bad, dude." Jisung gestured with his hands. "You missed the fucking crazy fight, that's all I wanted to tell you."

"No way. Who?" I let out a gasp. Nothing like the good old days when Jisung and I would rush to witness a fight in high school, rooting for whoever was in the fight.

"I dunno, sh*t. Some two blondes." He hiccuped and squeezed his eyes shut. "Oh my god, it's getting to me."

"Dude, should we go home or—"

"Nooo! Let's drink more, kiddo!! We need to celebrate more now that you're home again!" He replied, cupping my face before grabbing my wrist and pulling me back into the crowd. After failing to find anything when reaching for the ice cooler once more, Jisung spotted another one that was sitting next to the lake. He handed you a beer and instantly began chugging his own. Totally forgot he’s a heavy drinker.

I straight away felt like puking after downing mine, but I chose to ignore the urge to do so. I recognized another song that had begun to play. "Dude, this song fucks!" I shouted for Jisung to hear me. Agreeing with you, he laughed heartily and made his way through the mob while dancing. I attempted to log on, but my headache was getting closer.

When I searched for Jisung, I realized that everything was becoming hazy and that I had already lost him. Some kids accidentally bumped into me as I was trying to take another sip of my beer, which caused the beer to spill on my shirt. I let out a long sigh and rubbed my eyes like a child, and suddenly I laughed at the memory of my dad's drinking days. I opened my eyes to see Minho talking to the most beautiful girl while he was leaning against the tree. I stopped laughing. Oh, he has a girlfriend.

I stood there and thought. Yeah, no. That's chill, dude. Yeah, absolutely fine. Like this is okay. No like–

The girl began laughing at something, perhaps one of his jokes, and she gave him a friendly shoulder jab as he laughed too.

Maybe I should have stayed.

I averted my gaze as I felt incredibly exposed. I raced to the lake and puked as soon as I felt like I was truly about to pass out, leaving my stomach throbbing and my mouth full of the worst taste. This is really horrible.

"Cora—holy shit" Dude, not that voice again. I laughed at Minho's worried expression as he helped me stand up from the ground, but I pushed him away. I kept slapping his shoulder while giggling at nothing in particular, and he continued to support my arm to keep me balanced.

"Cora, I think you should go home."

"You think you are so cool and," I hiccupped, "chaaarming. Every girl always thinks, woohooo cute boys! I'd love a cute boy in my life!"

Minho sighed and scowled as he made an attempt to get you out of there. "All right, let's just leave and talk," he said.

"You're a cute boy, too." I grasp his warm hands and ram my head into his shoulder. Minho froze at what you said, unable to comprehend the situation. My friends Jisung, Vanna, and Chan approached, shocked by what happened. "But I fucking hate cute boys!!"

"And it's not my fault that I'm a mess—I was and still am! I'm sorry, but I just wanted to pursue my own dreams, maybe become the best artist, musician, or both. And you never supported me!" I hit the elder boy's shoulder angrily, yelling at him over and over like a whiny kid.

Minho stopped your punches, "Listen, I'm sorry, I was going to apologize to you-"

"You were right; I should not have left you. You guys. I promised we'd stick together, but I fucking ruined it because I'm selfish and do my own thing instead."

“No, Cora, that’s not true.” Minho offered an explanation, but you interrupted him once more.

"I lied. Everything went so terribly wrong in college that I chose to fucking drop out because it was so awfuuuul. I locked myself in the dorm and failed all of my classes. Pizza, pizza, pizza, and pizza was all I ate. All these rich college students whose parents have paid for their tuition, and all they do is write trash and have sex with strangers every day. I'm not successful, but they are! Not to mention that stupid statue, that is meant to honor the founder but all I see are shapes, staring at me every day. So many different shapes. Nothing will ever work out for me; I'm a complete waste!" I shouted every word I could while covering Minho's neck with my fucked-out, red face.

“We never had a chance here, but I can’t go anywhere else.”

“...”

“I’m home again.”

“...”

I couldn't lift my head to look at him and see what his reaction was to what I had said since my head was pounding so much. To see whether he feels bad at all. Minho's silence, however, suggests otherwise.

"Woo!" Jisung shouted, encouraging my beautiful drunken speech from behind.

"Jisung, please stop." Chan gives him a look and then turns to face me, grabbing my arm. "Come on, you've probably had enough alcohol for tonight."

"Dude, I feel so sick." Then, before I could even attempt to reach the lake, I felt myself about to pass out once more and puked onto Minho's shirt. Again.

"Not again, Jesus fuck." Minho let out a groan.

"Just let's get you home, little one. Sorry, Minho; we will get you a new shirt this time." When Chan pulled me away from the boy and helped me in walking to Vanna's car, Minho was left standing and much more perplexed. Everyone was talking and spreading rumors. Great, another talk of the town. Again. Like the good old times.

You made me stop and leave the car

You pulled my sleeve, but not too hard

Remember when you took too much?

I didn’t mind being your crutch

"I will fucking kill you if you puke in this car.” Driving, Vanna issued a warning. I feel so numb, so broken, and so exposed. Being in the same car as someone who used to be my friend. A friendship that I completely screwed up.

"Sorry, I dunno what's going on with me." I muttered.

"You got your ass drunk after, what? Three cans of nasty beer?"

"Remember when we used to be best friends?" I mumbled once more, finding it more difficult to talk. Especially when I was so fatigued. "And I called you Nanaaa, and you used to call me Cocooo."

“When we were 8 years old?” Vanna gave me a quick glance before focusing on the road. “No, I don’t.”

"Do you remember when we used to go to that park every day and play on the swings there? We found this adorable little kitten under the playground, and we both kept her."

"Yeah, Moon, she died." Vanna replied with apathy.

I made a small sound as I was experiencing terrible pain throughout my entire body, including my head and stomach. "Why are you so mean to me?" I was trying really hard not to throw up when I felt like I was about to again.

"Oh my god, Vanna, I'm going to throw up. Tell your mama I'm sorry for puking in her caaar." I exhaled and put my head on the window.

"Oh my god."

"Whaa?"

"My Mom passed away."

I remained silent as I took in what she had just said. Shit.

"Oh."

"Oh? How the hell do you not remember that, Cora? She died from cancer. Senior year."

I didn't say anything, tears gathering in my eyes.

"Oh, college didn't work out for you? Well, I'm fucking sorry that it wasn't exactly what you wanted. That's too bad; I would have killed for that. I'd do anything, even if it meant kicking you out of this car to go to college."

I turned to peek out the window and sniffed.

"You left me for that insufferable piece of shit who acts like the world revolves around him. When my mother passed away, Cora, I had absolutely no friends and nobody to turn to. And you know that. But no, instead, you cared more about your other friends than me.”

I sobbed.

"Whatever, we're here."

I sobbed even more.

"Oh god, let me get you in." Vanna dragged me inside the home after getting out of her car and putting my arm around her shoulder. She eventually made it to my bed and carefully placed my body down, making sure I was comfortably tucked in. She places the trash can close by in case I throw up again.

"I'm sorry, I'm really a mess." Before I fell asleep, I mumbled my last few words.

With a sigh, Vanna placed her hands on her hips. "Dude, don't worry, it wasn't your fault."

She looked around my room and couldn't remember when she had been here before, but even though a lot had changed since then, it still felt quite familiar. There were a few cameras and a large number of pictures scattered on the floor. Big, small, vintage, digital. Her gaze fell on a picture, and she stooped to retrieve it. It was an old Polaroid of Vanna and me just before we started middle school, when we were around 13. Vanna had a heart drawn on her face with the words "BFF" written underneath.

"Life goes on, y'know." Gazing at the old Polaroid, where things were so simple, makes Vanna sad. "Sometimes, things aren't always supposed to go where you want them to.”

I loved you then

It’s not the same

I don’t like how things change

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AUTHOR'S NOTE ➳ sorry if it's a little too short! next journal will be a little longer i promise :) cora is very dense thats just how they r LOL and itll also become a little scary soon i promise

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