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stardustlixie · 2 days

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Okay hear me out...

Ot8 cuddling with the reader for the first time they have their head on his chest and his heart starts going crazy cause he's so nervous and he gets all shy and embarrassed ears getting all red 🤭🤭

Ugh I go crazyyy for shy skz

Okay that's all for now :))

~cookiecreates🍪

omg okay. super fluffy scenario. shy skz will actually decay my brain someday I adore them.

I'm gonna do this is a sort of hcs format so if that's not what you wanted, sorry!

chan

• shy baby. this man is a shy baby through and through.

• chan will always be someone to cherish his significant other and he will take everything seriously, every little milestone

• so early on in your relationship, you're at his place for the first time, you both hang out and watch a movie, he's no stranger to touch but you bet he's gonna be super surprised when your hands suddenly wrap around his frame and your head comes to rest on his chest

• the effect would be immediate, poor baby's heartbeat would quicken and all coherent thoughts will leave his brain

• you know how chan's blush starts from his ears before it can reach his face? yeah his ears will be suuuuper red. it's like he's frozen in time, you can see him gulping and you can't stop the laugh that escapes you.

• your giggles are what finally snaps him out of his daze "channie what's wrong?"

• "wha- oh. no. nothing." his arms wrap around your frame and their is a stupid dorky grin on his face the entire time. he does not pay even a second's attention to the movie, too busy memorizing how your cuddles feel to notice the screen. the boy is smitten.

lino

• you know he isn't a very expressive individual at first and it takes him time to open up, he's not the one to be super touchy either so you're very doubtful whether or not you should initiate anything.

• you see him getting jittery offstage after a concert, he must have been overwhelmed, you're new to this, to him, but he's your boyfriend nonetheless and the concern you're feeling isn't making this any easier.

• you drag him away from the staff and crowd and take him back to his hotel room before the rest of the boys, by the time you get him there you know for a fact that he's having a panic attack, he sinks into his bed and it doesn't matter if the most you've touched him is a few hugs to greet him, you wrap your arms around the boy's frame and pull him close.

• if it's two minutes or twenty you don't know, but you separate the moment you're sure he's calmed down, not wanting to make him uncomfortable

• "if you're fine i'll leave, sorry if i kinda over stepped your boundaries there."

• you're very surprised when he just opens up his arms, inviting you to lay down with him, and you smile at his nonverbal invitation before joining him.

• if the shy smile on his face didn't tell you better, then you'd think he's having another panic attack with the way his heartbeat is rising, you can feel it with your head on his chest. none of you says much, but words aren't really needed.

changbin

• one look at this man will tell any sane person that he is the best cuddle giver EVER, changbin is very affectionate, he is touchy. that's how he expresses his love

• but you're not really a very open person, it took him so long to actually get to the point of dating you so he's afraid he might do something wrong or make you uncomfortable if he rushed into his way of expressing adoration, so he mostly just settles for words of affirmation and don't get him wrong, he loves the small smiles and the words he gets in return, but he's craves physical affection nonetheless.

• but one evening he's sprawled out on the couch after a shower, and the power of a curly haired, bare faced binnie isn't unknown to anyone and boy is he surprised when he suddenly has his partner laying on him like he's a body pillow.

• changbin.exe has stopped working.

• his arms come up to hold you in place and you rest your face on his shoulder. "hey binnie", "hey baby" he chuckles, you can hear the surprise and the nervousness in his voice so you just dig your face into the croom of his neck and make yourself comfortable.

• felix has to hear him rant about this for weeks after.

hyunjin

• hyunjin isn't the type to date someone unless he's really invested, but he also isn't the type to do something in a rush. but the boy is very much touch starved.

• it's a painting date at your place, do the paintings you makes for each other go well? yes. but do you also end up smearing paint on each other for the sake of it? also yes. it's almost like a toddler playfight.

• you adore the boy, but he sucks at initiation, so it's you who initiates the kiss that turns into a make out session afterwards, that ends up with you straddling him, but instead of getting off when you separate, you just choose to lie down half on him and half on the bed.

• safe to say the boy is surprised, because it takes him a whole minute to process before his arms come up to hold you. his face is sooo red.

• "hey love. you're blushing a concerning amount." he just whines out a 'shut up' and makes himself comfortable, he never quite gets over the flustered state.

han

• hannie is not a man of patience, he is also not someone with a lot of time. that means you've been dating him for a month and you've been closer to fucking than you've been to spending actual quality time with him.

• which leads to this, you came here to find him working on his song, he gives you a quick greeting but you're not taking that, he's startled when he feels you taking his headphones off and giving him a pointed stare. "han jisung." "hey baby..."

• a minute later you have him beside you on his bed, a movie playing on the laptop he was previously working on. he whines about needing to finish the song but you just tell him to push you off if he dares. he doesn't.

• your head is on his shoulder and if you didn't know any better you'd think his anxiety was the reason his heart was beating so fast.

felix

• sweet sweet baby that he is, he's probably the one who initiated the affection, early on too. but considering your sort of closed off personality, poor baby was sooo hesitant when he did. you weren't very touchy, definitely not as much as him and he didn't want to ruin anything.

• so he was very careful with how he pulled you close to himself, face red the whole time. he was very close to losing himself in an abyss of overthinking when he heard you chuckle, "you're adorable."

• and when you wrapped your arms back around him was the moment you signed up for a lifetime of koala felix. good luck ever getting him off of you now.

seungmin

• he isn't very affectionate. we know. he expresses love with bickering and insults more than he does by normal means. so no surprise that personality trait is apparent when you're trying to solve a puzzle with him.

• "oh lord you're a fucking idiot!" he says when he finds you trying to make something funny out of a few of the thousand pieces of the puzzle. "you're dating said idiot though?" "you being my idiot does not negate the fact that you are an idiot" "whatever loverboy, admit you have a soft spot for me!" "nuh uh."

• maybe it's the way his curls fall over his eyes, or the way his glasses sit at the bridge of his nose, or the involuntary expression of concentration, but something prompts you to push him back on the couch and take a seat beside him, arms coming up around his waist to hold him in place.

• for the first time in his life, seungmin does not have something snarky to say, which surprises you enough to check up on him and find him blushing profusely as he stares at the floor, small smile playing on his lips. "you're real quiet now loverboy." "baby.."

• "huh, wasn't i a fucking idiot just now?" you giggle as you boop his nose, his hands coming up to wrap around your shoulders. "you're baby. for now."

innie

• you weren't even dating when it first happened, you were having a sleepover with the boys and you woke up shivering, in half sleepy wits you decided to snuggle into innie's side while he was asleep.

• he woke up before you, and was in awe when he found the home you'd made beside him, your face completely relaxed, quite comfy with your head on his chest apparently, half of your body was on top of him, so even if he wanted to, he couldn't move without waking you up.

• he just lay there smiling to himself until some of the boys woke up. you were later given photo proof of your sleepy actions by a very amused felix.

• and that's what prompted jeongin to confess.

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pretty-blkgirl · 20 hours

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Arguing w/ Dad Skz (Chan, Minho, Changbin)

//fem!reader x Husband!Skz//

Synopsis: You and your husband have an argument involving your children

Genre: angst

Warnings: reader is fem, heavy swearing

A/N: Suddenly so in love with the idea of dad Skz 🤔 Definitely gonna do some fluffy parents Skz fics but I wanted to do angsttt first 🤗🫶🏾

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bychaes · 2 days

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“i miss u.” ft. skz

스트레이 키즈 OT8 fem reader wc three hundred eighty-four genre idol au, established relationship, bullet point fic cw/tw mention(s) of kissing not proofread ! ( emi's library ) ✩ - synopsis: things that bf!skz do in a long-distance relationship while on tour

bang chan

the kind of bf that comes up with loads of romantic ideas and write them down so he won’t forget about them

writes love songs about u when he misses you

sends a cover of the song with him singing and playing the piano

“im gonna kiss u so much when i get home”

lee minho

one word: CARINGGG

daily reminders to eat/sleep well

asks you to send pics of soonie doongie dori for him

“where are my four babies? i miss them so much (you’re one of them, that’s why its four)”

seo changbin

THE ultimate cutie bf

daily selcas with the usual cheek poke

texts you any opportunity he has because he just misses you that much

“the sky is here pretty but not as pretty as u, you know”

hwang hyunjin

misses you so much he becomes impossibly clingy and whiny

being the artist that he is he will personally sketch your portrait and keep it with him when he’s away from u

puts u as his both his homescreen and lockscreen

“send me a selfie please… just one…..”

han jisung

also becomes extremely clingy when he misses u but is embarrassed

brings that second bottle of your go-to perfume when he goes on tour

misses u so much he sprays your familiar scent on his clothing

“btw, pls don’t ask where your other bottle of perfume went…”

lee felix

the kind of bf that misses you vv much but not show it openly bc he’s the shy type

uses that extra bottle of your hairwash he bought without u knowing when he misses u a bit too much

like my boy does not care if his hair smells like u he just misses your scent

kim seungmin

would go out for a day at every city/stop on the tour just to see if there is stuff u like

also can’t choose between multiple items so he buys them all

wraps them all up and surprises u when he gets home

“if you’re going to complain about how much money i spend on you, i’ll gladly take these for myself!!”

yang jeongin

would actually think of you more than himself

therefore; daily bubble selcas

would act all nonchalant but actually misses u hella much inside

“you’re lucky i’m thoughtful”

a/n: skz version of “i miss u” !! here is the enhypen version - thanku all so much for support on my first work !! enjoyy

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@bychaes. do not plagiarize in any way, shape, or form.

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srslyscary · 2 days

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BF POSTING - CHAN!

#skz scenarios #skz x reader #skz x y/n #skz x you #bang chan x y/n #bang chan x you #bang chan x reader #skz imagines

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incorrect-straykz · 1 day

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hyunjin: *fast-forwards all the way through the movie*

jeongin: You can't just skip to the happy ending!

hyunjin: I don't have time for their problems.

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changisworld · 3 days

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Toys with LeeKnow

main masterlist here wordcount:1,507

Just currently thinking of Leeknow & how much this man loves toys

Buttplugs, spreader bars, vibrators, cockrings, paddles, handcuffs, clit suckers, dildos(he def loves the ones with lots of ridges, alien dildos maybe???), basically, this man loves EVERYTHING.

He likes to use toys a whole lot more on you than him, but he would never complain when the roles reverse & you both switch it up, you using a few of the objects on him instead.

He is definitely a dom 99% of the time & this mans biggest kink is definitely overstimulation, he can & has a few times, came untouched just from watching you cry & squirm away from his assault on all your most sensitive areas.

You're on your shared bed, your face against the sheets & your ass in the air, a spreader bar just beneath your knees, making it so you're unable to close your legs even if you uses all your strength, your wrists attached to a set of handcuffs on your lower back, making you basically completely immobile.

Leeknow is sitting on his legs behind you, a bottle of strawberry flavoured lube sitting beside him, a now wet bullet vibrator beside it & a clear, glittery dildo beside it.

He is making out with your asshole, humming to himself at the taste of your tightest hole along with the taste of lube as the clit sucker he has on the highest setting is suctioned onto your now red, swollen clit, a wet patch beneath you, reaching all the way to where he is sitting, some wetness on his knees & toned thighs from the numerous times you've squirted in the past half an hour.

You are already in the floaty space you have now became familiar with, completely unable to function enough to actually form sentences, instead, you just wiggle your feet as your toes curl & you hush out more whines, saying Leeknows name over & over as you clench around nothing, tongue lolling out of you mouth as your eyes roll to the back of your head, running right into your sixth orgasm of the night.

"Cumming again for me, jagi? that seems like a long one." he teases you as he gives you a light but quick spank, only parting his tongue away from your rim long enough to say it, before he grabs the pretty dildo he had chosen a few months ago for a valentines day & lining it up with your soaked entrance & pushing it inside you, meeting no resistance at all from how soaked you actually are.

He chuckles at the way your body reacts, body twitching every time the dildo is pushed into you, you not even having enough strength to try run from the pleasure, your brain in a completely different realm.

Leeknow unsuctions the clit sucker from your now completely raw clit, deciding to put it up to your pucker instead, not slowing it down as he now starts kissing your ass cheeks, trying to soothe you just a little bit.

"L-know gon-na cum, too m-much." you stutter out, the entire part of the bed your head is resting on completely soaked with your own sweat & drool, your bottom lip completely raw & red from how much you've been nibbling on it & your forearm littered in hickeys that you've accidentally gave yourself when you've been trying to quiet yourself down, the man behind you obviously spanking you every time he would realise you're holding back sounds.

"Just one more for me then, hunny. Come for me." he responds, flicking his wrist in a slightly different patterns, getting the fake cock even deeper inside you, ramming it into your g-spot, making you squeal for the first time since you've fallen into subspace as you squirt around the dildo, leeknow being forced to pull it out from the force of your orgasm, your wrists pulling against the handcuffs, definitely gonna cause a ring of bruises later on.

Your body spasms as your cunt clenches around now nothing, your own release dripping down the inside of your thighs as your legs subconsciously keep trying to close around the bars, but the effort proving futile.

Leeknow switches the sucker off & kisses your ass cheeks again, hands palming the opposite side before he undoes the bar holding your legs open & undoing the handcuffs. He helps reposition you on your back after moving all of the now completely drenched towels, just throwing them on the floor for him to deal with later.

He props your head on the small stack of pillows & kneels beside you & helps you take a drink of water as he moves the hair stuck to your face away so it's not irritating you as he uses his thumb to wipe away any excess spit on your cheeks & chin, looking at you with nothing but love & kindness in his eyes.

"I'll stay here till you come back to me, alright? I'll run you a bath soon." he murmurs, more to himself but loud enough for you to hear in case you actually pick up on his words.

He lies beside you, his head resting up on the headboard & he gently pulls you onto him so your head is resting on his chest as he strokes your hair quietly, just trying his best to be there with you without being too much for you.

HOWEVERRRR obviously there is always a speck of subby leeknow & I'm ALLLL for it.

When he actually gives you the control once in a blue moon, you go all out.

He is sitting on the edge of the bed, a small & round buttplug snuggled in his hole, the white diamond being the only part being shown & a black cockring wrapped around the base, his balls full, tight & going a dark shade of purple, his tip the same colour.

You're deep throating Leeknows cock, your throat slightly bulging as it hits the back of your throat every time your head bops down, the man above you a whining mess.

You have your fingers rolling his tight balls in your fingers as your other hand nudges against the plug, it rubbing against his walls ever so slightly, making him groan.

"Wa-wanna cum y/nnie, p-please!" He whimpers, accidentally jerking his hips up into your mouth, making you gag & need to pull off, frowning your eyebrows. "I told you to not move." you say, your voice harsh as you pinch his balls, not too much, just enough to make him hiss.

You grab the clear pocket pussy sitting beside him & line the tip up with the toy before slowly easing it fully around his cock, making his bunny teeth bite his lip so hard it almost causes it to bleed.

The amount of spit that you've coated his cock with from sucking on it acts just as well as lube does & you instantly begin picking up the pace as you push him backwards, his back now laying fully on the bed & his feet planted on the floor.

You crawl up his frame & sit on his small waist, grinding your naked cunt against his abs as your back & ass faces him, your wrist concentrating on the cock sleeve & its movements, spit & precum spilling out the top & also collecting at the base of his cock.

Leeknow begins rolling his stomach, trying to give you some extra friction but also because he physically can't keep still & you swat his thigh, making him whine even more, trying his hardest to stop.

"Sh- y/n I'm gonna cum, I'm n-not kidding." he groans, his hands covering his face, trying to hold himself back but his orgasm is bubbling up quicker than he can handle.

You listen to what he has to say & you quickly make the decision to pull off the toy tightly wrapped around his cock & he opens his mouth to beg but the words get caught in his throat as you use your throat to welcome his cock back inside, hollowing your cheeks & sucking his now bright red cock & not even three seconds later, he is shooting ropes of cum down your throat, the cock ring not being able to stop his orgasm.

He is panting beneath you, moaning your name over & over as his eyes are in the back of his skull.

You pull off his cock & kiss the still dark coloured tip before turning yourself around, now facing him & your nails find themselves on his chest as you begin fiddling his nipples in your fingers.

"You wanna get on your hands n knees for me now Jagi? We aren't done yet." you question him, a smirk on your face & Leeknow looks up at you, covered in a thin layer of sweat making his skin shiny & his breathing uneven, he nods his head & you roll off him & he changes position.

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daceydeath · 2 days

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A Work Proposal - Intermission

Pairing: Lee Know x Reader Word Count: 5.1k Genre: Smut, Angst Warnings: 18+, MDNI, Swearing, Conflict, Explicit Activities

You had been working with Stray Kids for a while now and after a long day at work turns into a very unexpected but intriguing proposal. Will this change your world or end your career.

You had been back in Korea for a few months now, the tour had finally ended and you were thrilled to sleep in your own bed for an extended period of time again. Although you weren't always alone in your bed these days, the kids now had a tendency to text you and either show up with dinner or just arrive with wine and end up staying the night. But as recording was due to start you saw them less giving you time to catch up on your actual job of working for them in a staff sense.

Walking into the JYP building you were already checking your emails on your phone, new albums meant new promotions and new promotions meant a world of organization. Sitting yourself at your desk and putting through your order from the usual coffee place you had about 40 minutes before you had to be in the dance studio of the Stray Kids managers meeting which was something that you had not missed while being away on the tour. Getting your notes in order you started setting up meetings with the creative teams for their inputs on what the themes would be for not only the album but the music videos, and comebacks. You needed to have at least a skeleton of a plan that you could flesh out later. The drinks order arrived at reception and you went down to collect it before making your way to the dance studio where you knew the members and managers would be.

"Morning Minho" you greeted him softly while he opened and held the door for you then took one of the trays of drinks to help out.

"Hi kitten" he almost whispered, his eyes flicking to your lips quickly.

"Coffee" Hyunjin groaned groggily from where he was laying on the floor rolling onto his side to grin at you making you shake your head already feeling the start of exasperation leaking into your mood, if they hadn't slept then they would potentially start acting like fools.

"Morning guys, not much sleep I'm guessing" you raised your eyebrows sighing through your nose.

"Nah we're good, Hyunjin is just pouty this morning" Chan teased making Hyunjin roll his eyes dramatically and flop down flat on the floor again.

"Do I need to know?" you asked slowly, giving Chan then Han their drinks before you looked around for Felix.

"You know he gets grumpy if he gets pulled away from his art before he’s ready" Han grinned toothily as a hat came flying past your vision towards him.

"Of course" you muttered, handing Felix his coffee watching his eyes light up.

"Thank you" he piped in looking around to see if there were any other staff around but realized you were the only one with them currently "Thank you Jagi".

"You're welcome Lixie" you cooed taking the cup holder back over to the counter so you could get out the tablet and your phone for when the meeting started.

"You look pretty today Angel" Jeongin added, looking you up and down carefully "Is that?...".

"The top you bought me? Yes" you nodded watching the corners of his lips quirk up making you feel the urge to tease the younger man. "I'm pretty sure I only ever look good because you treat my wardrobe like I'm a doll you can dress up whenever you like Innie".

"Hush you love it" Minho muttered, smacking you on the arse as he went to sit down.

"So recording has been going for a few days right?" You looked over to Chan for his affirmation "Do you have ideas for which song you are wanting for the comeback track?".

"Yes and no" Changbin sighed heavily. "We have another session today which might change it but it depends how it goes".

"That is fine, I just will have to start meeting with the ideas people about concepts for your album and comebacks so when you have a decision just let me know" you explained easily.

"You are already working too hard if you are up to concepts" Chan scolded lightly.

"I promise I'm not, I just like to be prepared. After all you still need to do your half of the deal and record it all" you countered winking at him for good measure and making him flush slightly.

"Are you coming to the recording studio today?" Felix asked hopefully while moving to lay on Hyunjin's legs, who was still frowning lightly.

"Probably why did you need me to do something else instead?" you furrowed your brows looking down at your tablet to pull up an email that just arrived in your inbox about several other managers being needed for other meetings leaving you with the brunt of the actual in person work for the near future.

"No, we love it if you're there" he looked at you quickly giving you his best puppy eyes.

"Well considering that I'm the only one in for the rest of the day due to meetings, yes I am coming to the studio today" you half smiled.

Recording had been running smoothly, the bts filming of the recording wasn’t happening, so you had the luxury of being able to be slightly less guarded as the process unfolded around you outside of the boys of Versachoi was in today and with him in headphones you could get away with small touches and glances. With Han coaching Jeongin and Seungmin through what he wanted the vocals on the track to sound like you sat sandwiched between Felix and Minho neither being able to keep their hands off of you. Felix was cuddled against your side with his head on your shoulder while Minho slung one of his legs over yours while one of his hands played with your hair. Neither said much, just grumbling if you needed to move or speak to the others, everytime Chan spun his chair to face you asking your opinion on how it sounded or about their schedules a knowing look would cross his face leaving you with a sense of warmth in your chest. Your phone rang and you extracted yourself for Felix’s grip and Minho’s legs moving towards the door to answer your phone.

When you stepped into the hallway you continued watching the kids through the viewing window of the studio door. You had not missed the look Versachoi gave you as you crossed the room and it made you feel a strange uneasiness creep into your stomach. You dealt easily with the few issues in rescheduling a TV taping that the kids were meant to be attending but had been changed at the last moment, moving things for the following week to accommodate the station. Continuing to type away on another email you heard the door open from your place leaning against the wall opposite it but not looking up you were surprised when it wasn’t one of the kids voices that spoke to you.

“Chan says you work too much” Choi chuckled, stepping aside and leaning against the wall out so he was no longer visible from the studio.

“That is very much the pot calling the kettle” you smiled politely finishing your email and sending it.

“Look this might be a strange question but, are you involved with Chan?” he asked suddenly, flustering you to the point you almost dropped your phone.

“I’m sorry what?” you blinked at him, perplexed as to where that would even come from, you and he had probably had four conversations in all the time you had workday for JYPE and one of them was happening currently. Most of the interactions between him and Stray Kids was with the 3Racha team and you were never present so he was almost a stranger to you.

“That wasn’t polite” he admitted, looking away from you for a moment “You just seem a lot closer than just an artist and manager that's all”.

“I am not involved with Chan, I would consider him a close friend as we work so closely and I have a great deal of respect for him, but nothing more than that” you explained hoping this was all just a misunderstanding and that you would be able to talk your way out of it.

“Hyunjin told me you weren’t with him but I wasn’t sure if he was just saying that or not” Choi nodded, still not moving from his position beside the door.

“Hyunjin was telling the truth” you continued moving to step back into the studio.

“Well if you're single maybe we could grab dinner sometime, or just a drink if your schedule is tight” he smiled flirtatiously before making his way down the hallway leaving you to walk back into the studio still feeling an odd sense of trepidation.

“You ok pretty girl?” Han asked looking at you with concern “You look pale”.

“Um, yeah, Choi just asked me out since I’m not seeing Chan” you mumbled moving to sit back on the couch.

“Well you aren’t ‘just’ seeing Chan” Felix conceded, wrapping his arms around you again.

“He said he had asked Hyunjin who told him I was single” you swallowed looking at the fluffy blond hair spilling over your shoulder from where he had leant his head.

“But you aren’t single” Seungmin continued looking from you to Hyunjin and back again.

“It wouldn’t matter, I'm not interested in Choi regardless” you shrugged “He’s nice but I don’t actually know him”.

Chan frowned, turning back to the sound board and the others all seemed to be happy to go back to their previous activities for a few minutes until you were rejoined by Versachoi and your phone rang again. Once again stepping outside of the studio you were informed that a couple of meetings had been canceled so you would be relieved from studio duty by another one of the managers who was on his way, you would then have your break and after you had eaten your lunch you were needed to meet with the promotions department to go over idea to do with photocards and album editions for this next release. Reentering the studio the feeling in the room had definitely changed it now had an undercurrent of disquiet that you didn’t really want to deal with.

“I didn’t say anything wrong, it’s the truth, that’s exactly what it is” Hyunjin snapped defensively.

“Man, you have to think about this logically” Seungmin rolled his eyes as Chan pinched the bridge of his nose.

“It isn’t just your decision though it is?” Felix soothed softly, his hand squeezing his shoulder trying to calm the taller boy.

“Is everything alright?” you tilted your head after you closed the door quietly.

“Yeah, just a few lyric issues” Changbin huffed.

“I’m heading out for lunch and one of the others will be in with you for the rest of the day” you smiled tightly “If you need me just call I’m going to be with promotions so it’s not super important if something comes up down here”.

After sitting in a cafe down the street to have another, very, strong coffee and something to eat you made your way back to your desk to prepare for the promotions team, you had to go over which music shows they would make their comeback on and how many weeks they would be promoting. It was always a careful balance to give them enough air time to get the best sales and support but not so much that you oversaturated the audience and annoyed them or exhausted anyone to the point of injury. Your phone had stayed silent except for a text from Chan saying that he would like to speak to you later about the Hyunjin thing which you could understand.

Your afternoon wasn’t that productive, your mind drifting anytime you were uninterested in your work back to the look on Chan’s face and how annoyed he looked and the flippant way Hyunjin had ignored it. Something felt off but not in the way that you thought there was some disaster but more in the way that there must have been something wrong whether it be that he was still irritated from not being able to finish the art he had been working on or he was frustrated with the recording he had done so far for the album. But now that it was almost time for you to finish with your day you made your way to Chan’s studio to speak with him like he had asked you to earlier. Knocking you waited for him to let you in, your smile dropping when you took in the serious look on his face.

“Channie, what’s wrong?” you inquired sitting on the couch as he took a seat on his office chair by his desk.

“A few of us have had a few conversations this arvo” he started scratching the back of his neck “Obviously Hyunjin told Choi you were single but the rest of us don't see it that way which we realized might be a problem for you”.

“Alright, how do you see this situation then?” you countered watching his face flush slightly.

“It’s, um, a bit embarrassing actually” Chan mumbled “The agreements have always been short lived so it was exactly that a short term thing, everyone involved is single and consenting and then it ends when it ends” he explained and you nodded along remembering the conversations you had, had with him and that others regarding what was going to be expected from you and what you could expect from them. “But this agreement with you is not like the others so some of us, including myself, think of you as ours. Others think of this as a situationship, there are feelings involved but it's not definitely a dating thing and Hyunjin at least says he views you as though you are both single and consenting in a friends with benefit type relationship”.

“How much of a problem have I created?” you asked apologetically after a few moments of silence.

“You haven’t done anything” Chan assured you, smiling crookedly “It just seems some of us have caught way more feelings than the others”.

“So how does this work out then?” you sighed pragmatically, trying to keep your heart in check as much as you could “do you all need to sit down and talk it out about what you each want, or more importantly need?”.

“I think we probably do need to talk about this as a group but also once we figure this out have another conversation with you, even if it mean changing the terms of this agreement” Chan nodded seriously this crease between his brows making you feel terrible for lumping an extra helping of stress on his already burdened shoulders. You stood from the couch to move closer from him letting him decide if he was going to move his gaze to you or not. He slowly lifted his head a sad smile slipping across his handsome face, you leaned in just as slowly your lips meeting his in a far softer and more loving kiss than you had ever shared with Chan, or any of the others, as though he was reassuring you that no matter what his feelings were decided on. Leaving his studio you made your way back out to your desk to collect your things to make your way home. You guessed you also had a lot you needed to think over before the time came.

Your phone buzzing in your pocket brought you swiftly from your thoughts as back to the present Hyunjin’s name appearing in the bubble at the top of the screen, opening the message he asked if he was able to come see you this evening so you typed back a quick yes before tucking your phone back into your bag and waiting for your station to come into view. Hyunjin was waiting for you when you got to your apartment building sitting on the wall of the walkway to the entryway door dressed in a large hoodie, cap and face mask. He would have been totally anonymous to anyone else but you knew him so well that you could recognize him from his slouched posture.

“I wasn’t expecting you so soon” you admitted catching his attention and making him look up at you.

“I’m sorry, I can come back later” he sighed, almost sadly something indistinguishable swirling in his eyes.

“Don’t be silly Hyune come up” you chuckled letting him take your hand in his and intertwine your fingers together as you made your way inside together and up to your apartment. The elevator ride to your floor was silent making you worry slightly Hyunjin was always so soft and sweet with you, except when he was fucking you into the matress, so this was a distinct change for him. Ideas began popping into your head. Maybe the recording process was stressing him out, maybe he was feeling guilty about saying you were single or perhaps he had something he was hiding from you. Letting you and him into the apartment you slipped off your shoes and walked into your kitchen to turn on the kettle.

“Make yourself at home Hyunjin, I’m just going to change” you smiled watching as he pulled out a couple of mugs before making his way to the couch and flopping down on it. You pulled on some sweats and a large shirt that one of the boys had left behind wandering back into the lounge to see that he hadn’t moved his head still leaning back against the headrest with his eyes closed.

“Do you want some tea?” you asked, walking into the kitchen and making yourself some, when he didn’t answer you made him a cup too thinking you could just pour it out if he didn’t want it. You placed his mug on the table and sat at the other end of the couch waiting for him to speak, your hot cup cradled in your hand so that you could sip it when it cooled slightly. You waited sipping silently watching him breathing peacefully until you began to think he had fallen asleep.

“I need to talk to you about something” he finally said so quietly it was almost inaudible, his face looking almost grave for a moment.

“What happened Hyunjin?” you questioned wondering if there was an entirely separate issue that you were not aware of outside of what had happened at recording earlier in the day.

“I need to tell you something, I don’t want you to be angry or upset but I have to tell you I can’t hide it anymore” he almost pleaded with his eyes wide.

“Of course, you know you can always talk to me Hyunjin” you conceded, watching him intently now, you could notice the bluish purple hue that lingered below his eyes indicating it had been at least a few nights that he had not managed to get enough sleep.

“I want to stop the agreement” he blurted out, surprising you with how loud his voice was. “I can’t keep doing this, I can’t keep telling myself you are mine when you aren’t, I want more than just this anymore and I can’t keep hurting myself anymore”. Silence surrounded you, suffocating you slowly as Hyunjin’s eyes filled with the same tears you could feel burning within your own.

“I understand Hyune” you shuddered “I never meant to hurt you”. He finally made eye contact with you pain etched so clearly on his devine features.

“Princess, you didn’t hurt me” he reassured you, taking your hand in his and letting his thumb stroke your knuckles soothingly. “I hurt myself by falling in love with you when I knew I shouldn’t”. You smiled weakly hoping that you could hide how much his confession hurt you, you cared for him so deeply that, had he been the only one in the agreement you would have told him you loved him too.

“We can go back to being friends though right? I don’t want you to shut me out Hyune” you sniffled.

“Of course, you are still my princess” he sighed, pulling you up so he could pull you into his arms and hold you tightly. “I’d kiss you goodbye but I think that will make this worse”.

“Yeah” you nodded against his chest not letting go of him yet.

“I will see you tomorrow, I’ll let myself out” Hyunjin cleared his throat untangling the pair of you and stepping away from you, you nodded again trying to smile but failing as he left your apartment the soft click of the door and the smell of his cologne on your clothes the only thing that now remained of what you were only a few minutes ago. Slumping back onto the chair you stared at the teacup on the table in front of you not really sure what to do other than cry for the man who loved you too much to be selfish, your heart broke at the realization. Hours had passed and when you finally registered that your phone was ringing you realized it was your morning alarm letting you know you had to leave for work in an hour's time. Doing the only thing you could think of in your emotional haze, you texted your manager to let him know that you were unwell and needed the day to get over whatever the bug you caught was and that you would be back the following day before you curled up under the covers to hide yourself away from the world.

At about 11 the first call from Chan came in saying he hoped you felt better, that they all missed you but you needed to rest and recover, a few minutes later another message arrived from Felix worrying that you weren’t well and that if you needed he would come over and take care of you. It continued throughout the day, each of the others messaging you to see if you were alright or needed anything. It wasn't until the ninth message that you had left on read that there was a loud knocking on your front door, dragging yourself to answer, you found yourself face to face with a worried looking Minho with an arm full of shopping bags.

“Oh kitten” he soothed stepping through your front door and placing the bags down on the hallway table to pull you against him tightly kissing your hair “my poor little kitten”.

“You have your schedule Minho, what are you doing here?” you sniffled not letting go of him to try to hide the tears that welled up again at his gentleness.

“My kitten needs someone to take care of her and apparently no one else has thought to, so here I am. I come bearing soup, ice cream, medicine and cuddles to try to help you recover?” he chuckled breathily at you clinging to him so tightly. “Let's get you sitting down and I’ll get you the soup first”.

Shuffling back into your lounge while still clinging to Minho was more difficult than you imagined but he managed to steer you around furniture and other obstacles until he could place you on the couch and escape your grip to get to the kitchen to get you utensils and a bowl. Returning to you quickly he took in your puffy red eyes, miserable expression and blotchy cheeks then frowned.

“Do you want to talk about it, kitten?” He sighed his face betraying the fact that he didn’t believe you were actually sick.

“I must have caught something from another manager I guess” you lied, looking up at him hopefully, you weren’t sure you could explain that Hyunjin had severed the agreement if he hadn’t yet told the other members without causing an issue that you didn’t yet want to fully deal with.

“Do you want to try again?I thought we trusted each other kitten?” he pushed gently pouting looking down at the food he had brought for you and busying himself with that.

“I trust you Minho, I always have” you sniffed again blinking rapidly to hold the tears back. “I just…I guess… I’m too invested in this now and I’m going to end up broken” you finally stammered hugging yourself tightly.

“Kitten, I can’t help if you don’t tell me” he hushed, sitting beside you and pulling you into his arms with your head tucked under his chin rocking you gently until he could feel your hiccuping breaths refusing to stop.

“Hyunjin doesn’t want to continue with the agreement, he said it hurts him too much and he can’t do it anymore” you admitted quietly looking up at him from where he was holding you against his chest.

“I knew he was hurting, I didn’t know he was going to do this though” he sighed, squeezing you slightly. “How about you eat something and then we can get you back into bed hmm” he reasoned, moving just enough that he could pull the bowl of soup towards you. Nodding you ate albeit reluctantly, Minho always showed his care through his actions so ensuring you had eaten and felt safe was the highest form of affection from him, you knew that so you did what you could to let him help. Taking your final mouthful he took the bowl and placed it back down before scooping you up and carrying you into your room and placing you in your bed carefully. Pulling your curtains closed he climbed in beside you pulling you back into his arms cradling you against his chest while he hummed softly fingers playing with your hair to help sooth you as much as he could.

“We all love you kitten, every single one of us, all in different ways. Hyunjin just seems to have actually fallen in love with you” Minho confessed barely above a whisper, the honest openness not lost on you.

“He can’t be in love with me” you murmured back exhausted “he deserves better than me”. You shut your eyes again but instead of hearing whatever the next words out of Minho’s mouth you concentrated on the sound of his heartbeat letting it lull you into the sleep you so desperately needed.

Your dreams were strange one moment you were reliving the conversation in your living room Hyunjin’s face distraught as you both wept and in the next you had your back against the cushions of the couch his lips covering your exposed skin in kisses while his hand snaked into your clothes his expert fingers finding your folds and teasing them as you arched into him. It was so vivid that you couldn’t help the moan that fell from your lips as his deft fingers began exploring your entrance. Chuckling quietly you felt yourself shake awake only to find something entirely different.

“Dreaming of Hyunjin, kitten?” Minho smirked, sinking one of his fingers into your slick entrance, the slight stretch making you mewl “I don’t mind but you seemed so sad I thought I’d help”.

“Min” you purred, lifting your head to press your lips to his, encouraging him to continue. He brought his thumb to your clit lazily rubbing tight circles to give you just enough pleasure to make you whine “please don’t tease me Min”.

“You're so pliant when you're sleepy my kitten” he grinned wickedly slowly pushing another finger into you picking up his pace as he curled them inside you massaging your velvety walls perfectly. Pressing his lips against yours once more he kissed his way down your throat enjoying the soft gasps that continued to fall from your lips only pulling his mouth from your flesh to pull your shirt up far enough to reattach himself to your chest licking and sucking his way to your now pert nipples.

“Minho” you gasped again feeling the familiar warmth coiling in your belly.

“Shhh let me love you how I want kitten” he murmured against your skin before sucking a mark into the side of your left breast knowing it would only be seen by the pair of you. “Love covering you in my marks kitten, marking you as mine” he groaned as you moaned loudly the squelch of his fingers pumping in and out of you getting louder the wetter you got.

“I’m so close” you whined rocking your hips to meet his fingers to help fuck yourself on his digits.

“Not yet” he teased, pulling his fingers from you quickly and putting them in his mouth to suck them clean. “So sweet for me, so wet”. Pulling you up from the bed he rid you of your shirt quickly leaving you bare, your sweatpants long gone from before he even started toying with you. Effortlessly he lifted your legs to rest them on his shoulders giving his access to your arse which he started groping the soft flesh he bent forward licking a slow stripe through your now drenched folds huffing a soft laugh as you groaned loudly “Such a good kitten”.

“Minho, please” you whined, your legs now pressed to our chest, taking his cock in his hand he dragged it up and down your slit catching it against your clit and making you hiss before impaling you fully on his length.

“So fucking tight” he groaned as he began thrusting into you his deep languid thrusts letting you feel every inch of his perfect cock. His hips snapped against yours as he dropped one hand down your leg, his deft fingers circling your clit in time with his thrusts.

“Fuck Minho” you whimpered feeling the coil tightening rapidly inside you, his thrusts deep enough to hit the gummy spot inside you “Fuck”.

“That’s it kitten” he growled, speeding up his thrusts as he felt your walls fluttering around you. Your vision went blank as you felt your orgasm crash over you like white hot flames, your walls clamping around him as you shook beneath him. Fucking you through your orgasm he quickly followed you over the edge thrusting into you sloppily as he emptied himself inside you.

“Mmmm” you hummed trying to catch your breath, Minho carefully pulled himself from you kissing your forehead as he reached for a few tissues to clean himself up before getting up and going into the bathroom to turn on the shower.

“Since it’s still not time for dinner, how about we get cleaned up and we go out to eat? I’ll call Chan and a few of us can all hang out” he suggested, not really waiting for an answer as he pulled you to the edge of the bed and helped you towards the shower.

“Is this just a ploy for shower sex?” you raised an eyebrow at him.

“No promises kitten” he smirked ushering you into the bathroom and into the warm water.

A/N: Thank you for reading as always your likes, reblogs and comments are the light in the darkness for me my loves xx

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tinytinyblogs · 18 hours

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Cuddling is my favorite!

Cuddling? Definitely. You want me to be the little spoon? Absolutely.

Hyung line, Maknae line

Stray kids masterlist

Your insights and reactions make these posts come alive. Love reblogs, comments, and all the good vibes welcome ✨

Han

"Oh, that's new," he said once he heard your request, but Han walked closer to you. Usually, he loves to be the big spoon. Don't get him wrong; cuddling is one of his favorite ways to escape the cruel world, seeking solace in the affection from the person he loves most, which is you. He's mostly the one who wraps you up in his embrace, enveloping you in warmth and protection. But tonight, he was willing to switch things up. As he approached, his eyes softened, and a small, understanding smile played on his lips. He gently wrapped his arms around you, fitting himself into your embrace. You could feel the tension melt away from his body as he nestled closer, clearly appreciating the change. His head rested on your chest, and you began to caress his hair softly, running your fingers through the silky strands. He sighed contentedly, his body relaxing further into yours. Moments later, he started to hum a gentle melody, his soft voice resonating against your skin. It was a simple tune, but it carried a depth of emotion that spoke volumes. He closed his eyes, completely surrendering to the comfort of the moment.

You could feel his breathing slow, syncing with yours, creating a serene rhythm. "This is nice," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. His words were filled with gratitude and contentment, making the moment even more special. As you continued to hold each other, the world outside seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of you in a cocoon of love and tranquility. "You know I love you so much, right?" he said, his voice soft and almost mumbling. He paused for a moment, as if searching for the right words to express his feelings. "Like, very, very much," he continued, his eyes locking with yours to emphasize his sincerity. "Being with you, feeling your arms around me, it makes me feel complete. There's this warmth and peace that I can't find anywhere else. It's like all the pieces of my life fall into place when I'm with you." He nestled closer, his head resting against your chest. "I can't imagine my life without you," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion.

Felix

As soon as you ask him, his hands freeze on the keyboard, and he turns his eyes away from the computer screen despite being in the middle of his game. When your eyes meet, a huge grin spreads across his face, lighting up the room. "I thought you'd never ask," he says teasingly, his voice filled with warmth and affection. A moment later, he walks over to you without hesitation. He stands up from his gaming chair, the familiar creak of the chair barely noticeable, and throws himself into your arms, surrendering to your embrace. You can feel his body relax, the tension melting away as he basks in the comfort and safety of your hug. His breathing slows, syncing with yours, and you know he feels completely at ease. "You know what…" he murmurs, his eyes closing as he breathes in your scent, a scent that always calms and grounds him. "I always wanted to be the small spoon…" His voice trails off as he opens his eyes, those beautiful eyes that always captivate you, now looking into yours with an intense yet gentle gaze. "But sometimes I find it too embarrassing to ask." He chuckles softly, the sound like music to your ears, and you see the familiar heart eyes he gets whenever he looks at you, full of love and admiration.

"Getting all this love and affection from you is absolutely my favorite," he continues, his voice barely above a whisper, as if sharing a secret just for you. "More than your game?" you tease, a playful smile tugging at your lips. He pretends to ponder the question, his brow furrowing slightly in mock concentration. After a moment, he lets out a giggle, a deep, genuine sound that makes your heart flutter. "I think so…" he says in his deep, soothing voice. "More than it… you are my favorite, more than any of those games." He wraps his arms around you tighter, pulling you even closer, as if trying to merge your souls together. "You know," he begins, his voice taking on a more serious tone, "these moments with you, they're what I look forward to the most. No game, no matter how exciting, can compare to the way I feel when I'm with you." His words fill you with warmth, a sense of belonging and love that is unparalleled. You run your fingers through his hair, feeling the softness and hearing his contented sigh. "I love you," he whisper, his voice filled with all the emotions he feel for you.

Seungmin

Seungmin, being his usual self, just stared at you when your voice echoed through the room, asking for cuddles and specifically wanting to be the big spoon. After a few seconds, he let out a sassy expression and said, "Come on, shouldn't I be the one to big spoon you?" Despite his playful protest, he started walking closer to you. "You're lucky I love you," he added, unable to hide the smile spreading across his face. His happiness was evident as you offered your affection. When you opened your arms, he melted into your embrace, hugging you tightly and letting himself be completely at your mercy. "This is nice," he mumbled softly, his voice filled with contentment. You could feel the warmth of his body as he settled into your arms, the closeness bringing a sense of comfort and joy to both of you. Seungmin's initial sassiness gave way to a tender moment as he allowed himself to be vulnerable with you. One of the ways he shows how much he loves you is by letting his icy exterior melt. No one else ever sees this side of him; he's only soft for you. All he needs is your attention, no one else's.

He held you tight, pulling himself closer and closing his eyes to savor the moment. "I love you," he said in a low voice, almost a whisper, his breath warm against your ear. "I really do." His soft words, rarely spoken out loud, were filled with a depth of emotion that made your heart swell. "You know that, right?" he continued, his voice gentle and sincere. "I never show this side of me to anyone but you." He paused, his hand gently tracing small circles on your back as if to emphasize his feelings. "Being with you like this, it means everything to me. You make me feel safe and loved in a way no one else ever has." He nuzzled closer, his face buried in your neck as he whispered, "I want you to know how special you are to me. Every moment we share, every touch, every word, it all means so much. You’re the one who brings out the best in me, the one I trust with my heart." His words wrapped around you like a warm blanket, making you feel cherished and adored. The love he was expressing, so tender and profound, made this moment one you would never forget

Jeongin

To be honest, you didn't even need to ask for it—Jeongin's affection was like a gentle wave, always ready to envelop you in its warmth. So, when you woke up this morning, the sensation of a comforting weight on top of you was no surprise. Opening your eyes, you were greeted by the sight of Jeongin holding you close, his head nestled against your chest. "Good morning, love," he whispered, his voice a soft murmur that sent shivers of warmth through you. As you reached to stroke his hair, you felt his grip around you tighten, as if he wanted to ensure you were real, right there with him. In the quiet of the morning, he confessed, "I'm kind of craving your love even more this morning." His words were like a sweet melody, filling the room with a tenderness that seemed to wrap around you both. "And you look adorable when you're sleeping," he added with a gentle chuckle, his eyes sparkling with affection as he gazed up at you. His arms around you felt like home, and you couldn't help but smile, feeling a rush of love for this person who knew just how to make every moment special.

With Jeongin, even the simplest of mornings became a treasure trove of affection and shared intimacy, leaving you grateful for the love you found in each other's arms. He always did this, you thought with a fond smile. Jeongin didn't mind whether he was the small spoon or the big spoon; all he wanted was to feel your love, in any form it came. And seeing him so content in your embrace made your heart swell with happiness. He wasn't one to wait for affection; he would seek it out eagerly. Sometimes, he'd pull you into a hug out of nowhere, wrapping his arms around you with such warmth and sincerity that you couldn't help but melt into his embrace. Other times, he would simply draw close to you when you were lying on the bed, ready for a cuddle session. Being the small spoon for you was something he cherished, especially on days when his mind was filled with a whirlwind of thoughts and worries. In those moments, feeling your presence and your comforting touch against him was like a balm for his soul, grounding him and reminding him of what truly mattered.

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astralis-ortus · 23 hours

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every version of you

✱ a bang chan headcanon

— time could heal everything; as long as you're willing to work for it.

w.count → 0.4k genre → slice of life, fluff warning → retirement era chris! also a slight mention of family dog passing away :( a.n → kind of like a continuation of this, but honestly the thought came to me when this mama bahng video came across my fypㅠ ⋆ see masterlist

your home with chris now felt a lot quieter once your kids had left home. either it was for college or to build a life with their partner, the space that once held so much high pitched squeals and resonating laughter had now returned to the peace it once was—a distant time before your little angels carved their existences into both your lives.

the first couple of weeks were the hardest for chris. his life used to revolve around your kids, and shaking off a couple decades worth of habit isn’t something one could do in a snap of a finger. you’d often catch chris being glued to his screen, lips forming a tender smile when a familiar laugh or whine would resonate from his speakers, and you would join him—a reminder that you’re still there with him while you reminisce the silly little things your babies would do.

as weeks turns to months, chris slowly returns to his usual self. since work is no longer as hectic as it used to be for chris, he’s slowly finding other hobbies as a way to spend his time—some days it’s playing his favorite game, some others it’s watching movies, a portion went to catching up with his friends, with a sprinkle of little pranks and light jokes once within a few hours whenever he catches you off guard.

none of that, however, wins against the time he spent playing with your newly adopted dog.

after your previous family dog passed away to old age, your entire family had found it difficult to replace their presence. they have been a part of your family for years after all, and your family has been trying to honor his memory for the longest time. with your kids moving away, however, chris finally decided that it’s time to bring a new life home—and he’s found it in a form of a 7 months old english cocker spaniel.

with the presence of the new little ball of sunshine at home, you finally saw the twinkle of joy fully returning to the reflection on chris’ eyes. he’d spend hours playing with the puppy while you prepare dinner, he’d excitedly take them for walks first thing in the morning, he’d definitely let the puppy sleep on his lap while having an arm around your shoulder, enjoying another movie night in your cozy bed.

chris finally enjoys his time as an empty nester, and in those tender little moments,

it’s as if you could see every version of chris that made you stay.

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jeondesu · 5 hours

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ೀ⋆ ☕️ SKZ + BREAKING UP WITH THEIR GF FOR YOU !

── ✧ ˚. ꒰ pairing ꒱ ˒˓ maknae line x f!reader ˒˓ best friends to lovers genre/tags. smau, fluff, angst, humor?, hurt/comfort, love confessions, mentions of cheating, toxic relationships, dramamama, mature language, helpp- why am i such a cornball 😭😭

hyung line ver is here !

han.

felix.

seungmin.

jeongin.

ALSO TYSM FOR 400+ FOLLOWERS GUYS 🥹🥹 ILY ALL <33 SO EXCITED TO SHARE ALL THE OTHER STUFF I HAVE IN STORE FOR YOU CUTIES AND I APPRECIATE EVERY SINGLE OF YOU >.< ♡ (gonna do like 2 more reqs and then i’m making a ‘skz as new parents’ smau 🤗)

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deerlino · 17 hours

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ah, hello! i’ve just stumbled across your blog, and your writing is so, so adorable. if possible, may i please request a little academic rivalry with seungmin? where the reader and seungmin are both ranked in the top 2 and atrociously competitive in class but all soft and mushy outside of class? last thing—i’m not sure if you’re doing this, but if so, may i please be your 🖋️ anon? thank you!

a study in rivalry.

kim seungmin x gn!reader / you and seungmin are like two peas in a pod when it comes to academic competition. you’re both top dogs in the class rankings and will go to great lengths to outdo each other. but once the bell rings, it’s all softness and mush between you two.

additional tags / fluff, secret relationship, academic rivalry, school setting, (competitive) banter, soft!seungmin, silly and sappy, study date (kinda) — 1.2k words in total.

content warnings / one subtle innuendo (suggestive) joke-comment, lots of smooches

authors note @ 🖋️ anon / my first request on here, and i'm grinning ear to ear! 🥺 this was a blast, seriously. i'm all about that academic rivals trope—it's one of my absolute faves. got so caught up in writing that it ended up way longer than my usual stuff, hitting 1.2k words! so, to my lovely anon, big thanks for the awesome request! <3 and, of course you can be my “🖋️ anon”. i'd be over the moon! hope you adore it as much as i loved writing it! <3

You’re the first to arrive in the classroom, as usual. You’ve always been the type to get to school early, not because you’re diligent, but because you relish those few moments of peace before the day’s chaos begins. Besides, it gives you a chance to mentally prepare for your daily battle: Seungmin.

Seungmin. The name alone was enough to make your blood boil in class. He was the only one standing between you and that coveted number one spot in the academic rankings. Calm, composed, and infuriatingly good at everything. Yet, outside the confines of the classroom, he was your boyfriend, your secret, your soft spot.

You sit in your usual spot, right at the front, flipping through your notes, pretending to be engrossed in your study when, really, you’re just waiting for him to show up.

And right on cue, he strolls in, looking way too relaxed for someone who's about to go head-to-head with you. He slides into his seat beside you, leaning back as if he owns the place. He doesn't even look at you, just starts unpacking his bag.

“You ready to lose today?” he asks, still not making eye contact. The nerve.

“Funny, I was going to ask you the same thing,” you shoot back, finally glancing at him. He meets your gaze, and for a moment, you forget where you are. His eyes do that thing where they crinkle at the edges, and damn if it doesn't make your heart skip a beat.

Class starts, and the war begins. It’s all silent competition; who can raise their hand faster, who can answer the questions more thoroughly, who can earn that approving nod from the teacher. It’s exhausting, but you live for it. You’ve always been competitive, and Seungmin just amplifies it.

The first bell rings, signaling the start of class. As you and Seungmin sit side by side, the usual tension between you simmers just beneath the surface. The teacher begins the lecture, and it doesn’t take long for the competition to kick off.

“Can anyone tell me the significance of this equation?” the teacher asks, writing a complex formula on the board.

You shoot your hand up, barely beating Seungmin by a fraction of a second. “It demonstrates the relationship between the variables in a nonlinear system,” you say confidently.

The teacher nods approvingly. “Correct.”

Seungmin scoffs quietly beside you, whispering just loud enough for you to hear, “Show-off.”

You kick him lightly under the table. “Jealous much?”

He smirks, leaning closer. “Of your answer? Please. I just let you have that one.”

You roll your eyes but can’t help the smile tugging at your lips. The next question comes, and this time, Seungmin beats you to it. He answers flawlessly, and you narrow your eyes at him, mouthing, “Lucky guess.”

He winks at you, the smugness radiating off him. “Skill, not luck,” he whispers back.

The class continues like this, each of you trying to outdo the other. The teacher, used to your antics, doesn’t even bother to hide her amusement anymore. When the bell finally rings, signaling the end of class, you’re both mentally drained but still riding the high of your rivalry.

As everyone files out, you stay back, taking your time gathering your things. Seungmin lingers too. The moment the last student leaves, he drops the act. He steps closer, pulling you into a tight hug, his head resting on your shoulder.

“You’re ridiculous, you know that?” you murmur into his ear, arms wrapping around him.

“Me? You’re the ridiculous one. Who spends that much time studying for a pop quiz?” He pulls back, looking down at you with that stupidly charming smile.

“You, apparently,” you retort, poking him in the chest. “Don’t think I didn’t notice you studying late last night.”

His face reddens, just a bit. “Caught me,” he admits with a chuckle. “But only because I knew you’d be doing the same.”

You both leave the classroom, walking down the hallway hand in hand. The contrast between the two of you in class and out of class is ridiculous. In class, it's all fire and competition, but out here, you’re soft and mushy, completely wrapped up in each other.

Seungmin's eyes spark with mischief as he glances around, ensuring no one’s watching before he tugs you into a secluded corner. He presses you against the wall, his touch sending a thrill down your spine as he leans in to steal a quick, teasing kiss.

“So, what’s the plan for today?” he asks, his breath warm against your skin, his lips hovering just inches from yours.

You can't help but grin at his playful demeanor. "Well, I was thinking we could go back to my place and... study," you reply with a suggestive wiggle of your eyebrows.

Seungmin's own eyebrows shoot up in amusement. "Oh, really? I do love a good study session," he says, his tone dripping with innuendo.

You playfully swat his chest. "I mean it this time, mister. No distractions," you say, trying to sound stern but failing to suppress your laughter.

He chuckles, leaning in to whisper in your ear, "We'll see about that."

Back at your place, you and Seungmin sit at your desk, textbooks and notes spread out in front of you. Or at least, that was the plan. Instead, you find yourselves engaged in a different kind of studying, one that involves stolen glances, whispered confessions, and tender touches.

Seungmin leans close, his voice low and husky as he murmurs, “You’re supposed to be studying, you know.”

You feign innocence, batting your eyelashes at him. “But I am studying... the art of distraction,” you reply with a mischievous grin, tracing circles on his arm.

He shakes his head, his lips quirking up into a smile. “You’re incorrigible,” he says, leaning in to steal a soft kiss.

You giggle, feeling your heart flutter at his affectionate gesture. “Only for you,” you tease, leaning in to steal another kiss.

He captures your lips in a sweet, lingering kiss, his hand gently cradling your cheek. “Lucky me,” he whispers against your lips, his eyes shining with adoration.

Hours pass in a blur of laughter, banter, and stolen kisses, the textbooks long forgotten in favor of each other's company. As the sun sets outside, casting a warm glow through the window, you find yourselves curled up on the couch, wrapped in each other's arms.

Seungmin’s fingers trace lazy patterns on your back as you lean against his chest, content and at peace in his embrace. It’s moments like these that you treasure the most, when it’s just the two of you, lost in your own little world.

“You know,” Seungmin says softly, breaking the comfortable silence, “I wouldn’t trade this for anything in the world.”

You look up at him, your heart swelling with love. “Me neither,” you say, reaching up to cup his cheek.

He leans in, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. “I love you,” he murmurs against your skin, his words filled with sincerity.

You smile, feeling a warm rush of affection wash over you. “I love you too,” you whisper back, snuggling closer to him.

And in that moment, as the world outside fades away and it’s just you and Seungmin, you know that you wouldn’t change a thing.

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obsessed

pairing: dancer!lee minho x videographer!gn!reader

summary: minho was the most perfect guy you had the privilege of encountering—and working with. without even trying—or meaning to—, he got you wrapped around his fingers

genres: fluff, angst, strangers to lovers to exes!au, colleagues!au, first person pov!!

wc: 4,4k

tw: obsession, toxic relationship, swearing (in lyrics only, who would've thought), violence, injuries, mention of blood

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Lee Minho (1998).

Have you seen this man?

Perfect skin, heart face shape, a sharp nose, wide cheekbones, cat-like eyes, long eyelashes and pretty, pouty lips.

The moment I laid eyes on him, I knew it was over. He was just so attractive, always walking like he owned the place, and, without realizing it, I became infatuated with him.

I was a newbie videographer in this dancing company called Twinkle Toes. Yes, I did apply there because of its name, being an ATLA fan and all. Anyway, Minho was the best dancer they had.

The obsession started when I first saw him dance. His technique and control were perfect, I could clearly see why he was a professional dancer. All the fluid and effortlessly looking movements he made gave me goosebumps every time I was behind the camera. Or anywhere inside the room, really.

I approached him first. Complimented him on his dancing, which seemed to please him. I kept being supportive and throwing seductive glances his way every now and then. I became hungry for his attention.

Oh, my Lord, never met someone like you before Think I'm kinda going overboard Now I'm obsessed, how can somebody be so perfect? Boy, you really got me by the neck Whatever you want, you just gotta ask

I made no secret of my admiration. Soon, everybody knew but I couldn’t care less.

“You’re so strong, Minho,” I mused from behind the camera. “Thanks to your efforts, the video will come out perfectly.”

He failed to suppress a smile, yet dismissed the compliment with a vague movement of his hand. “It’s a team effort.”

Of course, I knew that. Yeah. The fourteen other dancers were good, but none of them were in the same league as Minho. He was above everyone in this company.

I was usually right.

After filming ended, I took my stuff—camera, tripod, laptop—and walked towards my designated studio where I could work on editing. I wasn’t totally installed when someone knocked on the door. It was so faint I thought I’d dreamed it, until they knocked again.

I opened the door, revealing a shy looking Minho, who didn’t seem to be able to meet my eyes. I found it adorable.

“Yes?”

“Uh, I… Can I come in?”

Now, why would he even want to come inside? Was my flirting so powerful that he already wanted to spend more time with me? I wasn’t one to complain about that.

“Sure,” I said, taking a step back and closing the door behind him.

“So that’s what your studio looks like,” he commented, looking around.

It was a small room with a large desk filled with everything I needed to do my job. The stuff I had with me in the danceroom plus a computer, lenses, microphones, cables, memory cards… Everything was perfectly organized. Bigger equipment—camera bags, studio light, reflectors, tripods—were tidied next to the desk. A gaming chair was in front of it, and on the other side was a two-seater sofa.

“Do you mind if I stay with you while you work?”

I smiled internally. It was so easy.

“No, of course. Are you done for the day?”

“Yeah, finally. Thanks.”

“What for?”

“For letting me stay with you.”

SCREAMING. PUNCHING THE WALL. I could’ve smacked his arm right now for saying this so casually. Sure enough, I didn’t. Instead, I motioned for him to sit on the sofa while I placed my laptop on the desk before opening it.

I could tell I was professional with how well I handled the situation I was in. I kept my desire to turn around and stare at him buried inside me as I edited the video. I had a week to finalize it for an upcoming dancing contest. I was determined to show the dancers’ best side through the video. I also tried not to show Minho too much, even though he was around 20% more present than the rest. It wasn’t my fault the videos he was in were better.

Oh, well. It was common knowledge he was our best hope at winning.

It was getting late, and I was feeling hungry. I saved my progress, switched off the computers and turned around. I’d imagined Minho to be fast asleep, as my job could be found boring from the outside. To my surprise, he was looking straight at me.

“Are you OK?” I asked, conscious he had been waiting for a long time.

See, I checked the time before closing my laptop. I had been working for a bit more than two hours.

He nodded. “Are you, though? Don’t you feel sore?”

Now that he mentioned it, I couldn’t feel my butt anymore. A common occurrence in this field. I got up, stretched arms, back, legs and unintentionally yawned.

“Do you want to get dinner?”

He seemed nervous all of a sudden. Ah, if I could make him mine right now…

“Only if you pay.”

“Deal.”

Ten minutes later, we were walking side-by-side toward a little restaurant owned by a strict-looking yet lovely grandma near our workplace. We’d eaten there before, with our coworkers.

As a typical small-business Korean restaurant, the room was approximately ten times bigger than my studio. Twelve four-seater tables were placed around the room at a relatively safe distance from each other. On every one of them were a wooden cutlery holder for four, and a matching little box full of thin napkins. The walnut-colored counter was on the far end of the room, and the hole that was supposed to be a door behind it led to the kitchen. The only thing giving a bit of privacy to the cook were white lace curtains attached to each side of the… door-shaped hole. On the left side of the room, a TV screen and posters—with pictures—of the menu were displayed on the wall. While on the right side, as well as a bathroom door, were decorations and an ‘appreciation wall’ with a lot of little notes and doodles from customers.

I wanted to sit next to it. If we ran out of things to say, we could always talk about that.

Grandma greeted us with a smile when she saw us, showing us to a table on the opposite side. “Hello grandma, can we actually sit at that one? It’s easier to watch TV there.”

Of course, I had no intention to watch TV, but no one needed to know that.

“Sure, my child, go sit. I’ll be right there.”

Thanking her, we sat right next to the rating wall.

There was one other customer closest to the counter. A regular, by the looks of it. Grandma went to the kitchen and came back with a steaming dish. She delicately put it down in front of the man before providing us with the menus. He thanked her and resumed his reading of a journal. Which I couldn’t identify because I don’t read journals.

Minho and I looked at the menu like we had no idea what to order. While I already knew what his favorite dish was, I opted for something I hadn’t tried before. You see, I like to try everything on the menu. It was a habit in restaurants I often went to. Of course, if it were to be a one-time restaurant, I would order the food that makes me salivate the most. Minho preferred savory foods. The tastier, the better.

He rapidly scanned the plastified paper on the table before looking up at me. “I’ve chosen. You?”

I straightened up, flashing my signature grin, and nodded once. “Same. Any drinks?”

“Soju?”

“Sure.”

Three young people entered the place. Grandma placed them on the left side of the room and came to us. “What would you like, my children?”

“Bulgogi bibimbap for me, please.”

“Jajangmyeon and a bottle of soju, please,” Minho ordered, taking the menu from me and giving them both back to grandma with a sweet smile.

She smiled like a lovely grandma would—contently with a hint of nostalgia.

We never got to speak about the appreciation wall nor did I once glanced at the TV, because we talked a lot and there were few moments of silence.

After that dinner, we spent a lot of time together outside the company. I believed he enjoyed my presence as much as I savored his. We flirted, went on dates every now and then, and recently started dating.

Then, around two months after our first day together, a new, talented dancer entered the company. Her body had beautiful curves. She had long, black silky hair, and toned abs. It didn’t help that she was gorgeous, social, and easygoing.

In just a few days, she had befriended the whole building. It felt like she had always been there. To my dismay, even Minho seemed to like her.

“What do you think of Soojin?” I asked as casually as manageable, considering I was eager to get an answer.

“She’s cool.” Minho shrugged, looking up at the blue sky. “And a good dancer. Why do you ask?”

How he could manage to look so ethereal under the sunlight yet give me such a soft glance was beyond my understanding. He got a hold on me, that was for sure.

“I agree, she’s good. You might have to share your spotlight in the next competitions and projects.”

He smirked. “Was about time. It’s been lonely up there.”

I knew he was joking. He never considered himself as above his colleagues. I frowned for another reason. I couldn’t ignore the thought from overwhelming me. Was I not enough for him? Was I just a pastime? I wasn’t a dancer. Was it a dealbreaker for him?

Minho’s gentle glance became a concerned stare as he stopped in his tracks. “What’s wrong?”

“Do you like me?”

He opened his mouth, but I couldn’t wait for his response.

“Am I good enough? Do you like Soojin more? Do you want to date her? Are you just playing with me?”

Because I would still be wrapped around your finger either way.

“Hey, breathe, babe. I’m here, I’m with you.”

I did as told, and my next words came out as a whisper.

“Are you though?”

“Where is all this coming from? Why would I be interested in Soojin?”

“She’s gorgeous, talented, and a sweetheart. Who wouldn’t like her?”

He smiled softly, taking my hand in his. “Is this your way of telling me you’re interested in her?”

“I’m serious.”

“You have nothing to worry about. I like you.”

I wanted to believe him, but I couldn’t get rid of the voices.

Soojin and Minho were the jewels of the company. Meaning they had way more screen time—which was my job—and training sessions together—which was their job. I had to stand behind my camera for hours while watching them dance together. Helplessly watching their bodies touch and their breaths tangle. The sensual moves made me want to break something.

Jealousy stirred up inside me, and I think it showed, because several colleagues around the room sent me looks of pity and sorry.

I knew it was just the job for Minho, but I couldn’t help it. It was beyond my control. Ever since the choreographers created this dance, I have been vile to Minho. Exposing my jealousy to him in private.

“I’m sorry, sweetie. I hate hurting you. Really. However, I can’t simply stop dancing. It’s my dream life.”

“I’m not asking you to stop doing what you love, I’m asking you to stop doing it with her!” I snapped.

“Doing that will get me fired, you know that. I told you I picture you whenever I’m dancing with her. Is it not enough?”

He was pleading, but I could sense he was tired and frustrated.

“I like you, not Soojin. I need you to understand that.”

“You say that now,” I said in a low voice, “but I see the way she looks at you.” My voice broke, and I looked away.

Minho shook his head. “Please, stop. I’m exhausted. I’m dating you, aren’t I? What more do you need to be satisfied?”

It stinged. The worst part was he didn’t scream. His voice was stern and accusing. No words would leave my lips. He took my silence as a cue to leave the toxic environment I created. I couldn’t blame him for wanting to stay away.

But I could blame someone else.

I tried to film Soojin in her less good angle, but it felt like she was flawless under any angle. It was frustrating, not even being able to compromise her while doing my job.

Minho, being smart and all, realized what I was trying to do while Soojin was doing a solo dance. His eyes were glued to me the whole time. He grabbed me by the arm the minute I finished for the day and brought all my stuff back to my studio. He made me turn around to face him.

“What did you do back there?”

I was hurt by his suspicion, even though he was right. I stood my ground and lied through my teeth. “I didn’t do anything.”

He sighed in exasperation and let go of me. “Look, I won’t say I know you because clearly, as much as I thought I did, I actually don’t. But I know you did something.” His face softened, but his lips stayed pressed in a thin line. “Please, help me understand. Why would you resent Soojin so much you’re willing to risk your job? What do I ignore?”

I was angry. Why would he defend her if nothing was happening between the two?

“Why do you care so much, Minho? Who is she to you?”

He stepped back, blinking a few times. “This again? I don’t recognize you anymore, Y/N. I thought I knew you. Since Soojin joined our crew, you’ve changed. I believe I didn’t give you any reason to be jealous of her, excluding my job. Then again, I know how to separate professional and personal matters. I chose not to where you’re concerned because I liked you. But now, I don’t think I want to do this any longer. It’s draining me, and I lost my will to fight for us.”

Wait. What?

“Are you breaking up with me? Is that it?” I sounded frantic—and I was. All I understood from his tirade was that he was leaving me, probably for her. This bitch. She dared steal my boyfriend.

“All these past weeks fighting made me reconsider our relationship. I’m sorry, Y/N. I like you, but I can’t be with you.”

He silently stared at me for a moment, hurt and determination visible on his face, before turning heels and heading out.

My legs gave out. Minho broke up with me. I had no intention to accept this. It was all this woman’s fault. She had bewitched him, I was sure of it.

When I ran into Minho the next day, he avoided looking me in the eyes. Everybody could see something was wrong. They could even sense it, as the tension was thick in the air.

“Is something wrong?” Soojin asked as she entered the room. She looked around the room and offered me a sweet and innocent smile.

I wanted to lunge at her. It took everything in me to stand still.

“Let’s get started,” the director said as soon as his left foot touched the floor. He clapped his hands, getting everyone’s attention. He stopped at the center of the room. “Today we’re going to film a two-minute promotional video for our project. I count on you, Y/N, to make this video as appealing as all the other ones you made until now.” He winked at me. “Dancers, I expect you to be in good shape. I need you to accentuate your moves.” This time, he winked at Minho and Soojin.

I was close to rip my hair out.

We did as told. While the dancers gave their all in their dancing, I moved around them with my camera to capture their moves from different angles, creating a nice flow. Nowadays, videographers would use a gimbal to provide support and stabilization, but my camescope and feet were all I needed. This type of work called for a more natural flow, which could only be done without any device.

I knew how to be professional, too, but hated every second I spent filming the top dancers sensually touching each other’s bodies, especially from this close. The looks they gave one another, were they really only professional? I wasn’t sure Minho had ever looked at me like he was staring at Soojin at this moment.

I decided to put aside my anger for the sake of my job, and made the best promotional video yet. Not that I would ever admit it, but their chemistry was undeniable and greatly increased the quality of the video.

Slowly, but surely, I watched Minho and Soojin grow closer. I tried multiple times to reconnect with him to prevent the inevitable, but he was unyielding. He wouldn’t let me touch him and refused to be in a room alone with me. I found his reactions a bit over the top and insulting. But, even worse, he seemed to be protective of Soojin, as if he was scared I would hurt her if he let her out of his sight.

I would, but it was still vexing.

If you go and get yourself somebody new I don't know what the hell I'd do But if I found out, I will go and turn up at her house Break a nail and rip her hair right out Huh, and I hope you like that I'm crazy like that

Life went on, Minho still got me by the neck unbeknownst to him, and I was still wary of Soojin. A month had passed and a new project started.

“This time, crew, the theme is love. I want to feel it, alright? Do whatever it takes. I’m not worried though, because I believe in you all.”

The little speech the director gave ended up with a round of applause and a whistle from several of the dancers. The choreographers were sending each other smirks, as if they were waiting for this moment. I, obviously, loathed the idea. I had barely managed to contain myself this past month. That was going to be torture.

I was right.

The first official practice for the dance, a week after the announcement, I was behind the camera. If I thought they were close during the past month, I was mistaken. For the most part, their bodies were colliding with each other in a way that made the young managers embarrassed. My blood boiled. If there weren’t all these people around, I would’ve ripped Soojin’s hair out already.

When the song ended, their faces were mere millimeters from one another. They closed the gap between their mouths. I heard a few gasps from the crowd. My eyes lost focus. The fury building inside me sent a throbbing pain in my head. I left the room in a hurry before I could regret my actions. The last thing I saw in the long mirrors were their lips connected in a heated kiss.

I wanted to throw up. I ran to the restroom and sat on the ground in one of the cabins. I touched my cheeks with the back of my hands to check my temperature and realized I was crying. I couldn’t possibly be sad, could I? I stayed seated for what felt like hours, developing a plan to get revenge on Soojin. I was not going to let her go unscathed after what she had done.

The pain eventually subsided. Rage was all that was left in me. I was determined to make the bitch pay. I checked myself in the mirror, relieved to see there was no trace of me crying, and nodded to myself to give me courage. I came back to the dance room like nothing happened. Everybody stopped moving and watched me walk to my camera.

“Sorry, I had an emergency,” I told no one in particular, shooting an apologetic smile around the room. “Please, continue.”

I changed a few parameters on the camera and the room came back to life.

I was one of the first ones to leave the room. I stored my stuff in their respective places. Minho was waiting for me when I walked out of my studio.

“Y/N, I’m sorry—-It just happened—”

I scoffed. “Whatever.”

I'll do anything for you, boy, anything Yeah, I'll do anything, anything for you Yeah, I'll do crazy shit And I'll get away with it Boy, I'll do anything, anything for you

I raced to my car and waited there until Soojin entered her own car. I watched Minho go to her window and talk to her when she rolled it down. She nodded and smiled at him. Sickening. He went to his own car and I followed Soojin when she exited the parking lot. I stayed at a safe distance, but what if Minho knew what I had in mind and warned her?

I shook my head. It didn’t matter. She drove around fifteen minutes and parked in front of what looked like a family house. Was it her own place or did she come to her parents thinking I wouldn’t dare touch her there?

I smiled conspiratorially. None of them really knew me. I parked right behind her and stormed out of my car. I stopped at her window like Minho had done earlier and waited for her to roll it down. She stared at me with fear in her eyes and gulped.

I put on a fake smile and my sweetest voice. “Come on out, Soojin, don’t be scared.”

She slowly reached for the handle and opened the door.

“Look, I’m sor—”

I grabbed her by the neck and threw her on the asphalt. She grunted and rolled over. I pulled her hair up and ignored her faint struggle, whispering in her ear. “You really thought you could steal my boyfriend from me and get away with it?” I let out a nasty laugh.

She shuddered, tears welling up in her eyes. “You’re not together anymore,” she cried. “I’m sorry for hurting you. I didn’t mean to, I swear.”

“You’re too cute. I guess that’s your advantage.”

I pulled her hair a little higher and balled my other hand into a fist. I moved my arm back to gain momentum, but never got to use it. Minho shouted my name from his car, parked right behind mine. I let go of Soojin and watched him dash towards us.

“What’s happening?”

He kneeled next to her, checking her face and scratched arms. She cried, burying her face in his chest and wrapping her arms around his stomach. I huffed and folded my arms over my chest. The second she calmed down, Minho got up and faced me. He frowned.

“What did you do?” His tone was accusing. It angered me.

“Are you for real? How could you get over me that easily? Was I nothing to you?”

“Y/N,” he warned, pinching his nose bridge. Then he gave me a firm stare. “I’m sorry I hurt you. I never meant to. I just assumed you got over it the way I did.” His voice matched the look on his face.

Got over it? Oh, boy.

“I guess I loved you more than you ever did me.”

His surprised expression made no sense to me. He did not comment on it. Instead, he reached for Soojin’s hand and helped her up. “I’ll get you home,” he said softly.

He used to talk to me like that. Take care of me like that. My blood boiled but I just watched, feeling abandoned, as they walked away from me.

When he returned, a few minutes later, I was waiting, my back pressed against the driver’s side door of my car. “What was that about?” he inquired, stopping around three meters away from me, arms crossed over his chest.

“I’ll do anything for you, Minho. Anything. And I got angry at the way she snatched you from me.”

He stepped back, dropping his arms at his sides. “What do you mean, anything?”

“Literally anything.”

“But, Y/N, we broke up. You don’t have to. Besides, she didn’t snatch me, I fell for her.” My heart hurt. Did he really stop loving me that easily? “I’m sorry. Really, I am. I can’t undone our history, nor can I control my feelings.”

“You would undone our history if you could?” That was what hurt the most, I think. That, right there. He regretted being with me.

“No, but what you did today… I’m not sure I can forgive you. You scared Soojin, you scared me. If I knew you would be like this, I—”

“Don’t finish that sentence, please.”

Minho sighed. “I enjoyed being with you, Y/N, honestly. However, that was too much. I won’t ask you to quit your job, but can you please, leave Soojin and I alone? I feel like a dick asking you, especially since you’ll have to watch us a lot, and I also don’t want to quit this amazing company.”

“I’ll do it,” I breathed. A single tear ran down my face. “I’ll quit. I can’t stand by and watch you both all lovey-dovey. And I don’t want to hurt you. I’m sorry.”

It was my fault. I planted the seed of desire in Minho’s head, and my jealousy nourished it. The plant grew and he fell in love with her. I should've known. He never explicitly told me he loved me.

Minho reached for me and for a second, I was tempted to just let him, but that would've been wrong. I wasn’t sure I could leave if he showed me affection. I turned around and hopped in my car.

“Have a good life,” were my last words to my beautiful ex boyfriend before I took off.

The next day, I gave my resignation letter to my boss, and apologized a ton for leaving so suddenly. I pretended to have an urgent family matter hundreds of kilometers away, and moved out during the week. I wanted to put as much distance between Minho and me as possible to help me forget about him. It wasn’t an easy feat. But I moved into a small apartment in another city, got a job in a dancing company named “Encore Dance” and resumed my life.

There, I met a man so pretty I could cry.

Hwang Hyunjin.

Have you seen this man?

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