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Daydreams and Sunshine - Pt. 14

➻ Pairings: Cherry x Hyunjin, Cherry x Chan, Chan x Hyunjin, Chan x Hyunjin x Jisung, Minho x Jisung, Jisung x Chan, Hyunjin x Jisung, Jeongin x Seungmin

➻ Genre: Romance, humor

➻ Additional: Polyamory, threesomes, friends with benefits, fantasies, dirty talk, m/f/m, m/f, m/m/m

➻ Word Count: 1.9K

➻ Warnings: This is a very self indulgent fanfic! You’ve been warned!

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“Calm down baby and look at me.” Chan whispered as he sat Hyunjin down on the bed. Chan had been utterly shocked when Seungmin had dragged a crying Hyunjin into his room, Felix and Jeongin trailing behind them. And thankfully it was only them and not the camera crew or their managers. It wouldn’t do anyone any good if Hyunjin crying had been caught on camera. The other’s face was red and splotchy, tears still streaming freely as he struggled to breathe and keep his sobs silent. It was killing Chan to see him like that.

Hyunjin didn’t seem to be calming down any time soon. Sighing softly, Chan wrapped his arms around Hyunjin’s shoulders and head, holding the other against his chest as he rocked him gently. “Seungmin.” He called, turning to look at the other. “What happened?”

Seungmin bit his bottom lip and shrugged slightly. “I don’t know.” He said gently. “I went up to him outside and asked him what was wrong and he said he had to break up with Cherry.” Hyunjin’s cries turned into wails at that, hands coming up to clutch at Chan’s waist as he trembled in his arms. “Jinnie…”

They were all at a loss with what truly happened and Hyunjin’s breakdown was only worsening. Chan felt so helpless, and there really wasn’t much he could do until Hyunjin could calm himself down and there was no telling how long that was going to take. “Okay.” Reaching up, he rubbed his neck - a nervous habit he just couldn’t seem to break. “You guys go back down. I’ll stay here with Hyunjin.”

“But Hyung-” Jeongin started, but stopped when Chan shot him a look. Not exactly a glare, but definitely a stern look that left no room for any more protests.

“Okay Channie.” Felix agreed, eyes shifting between Hyunjin and Chan and back again. He bit his bottom lip, wanting to go over and comfort his boyfriend, but he refrained - scared that he would only make the problem worse. Reaching out, he took Seungmin’s and Jeongin’s hand and tugged on them, guiding the two younger members from the room.

Chan was more than relieved when it was just the two of them alone in the room. He knew the others were worried, but he also knew Hyunjin and having so many people around and asking if he was alright was going to be overwhelming to him and the last thing he wanted was for Hyunjin to completely shut down.

Taking a deep breath, he carefully pried the other’s hands from his body. Hyunjin fought him, struggling hard to cling to him, but Chan pinned his arms down long enough for him to be able to kneel in front of Hyunjin and once he was down, he released Hyunjin’s hands.

“Channie.” Hyunjin choked out as he practically threw himself forward, arms wrapping around Chan’s neck. He buried his face into Chan’s shoulder, body wracked with tremors. “I love her so much, I can’t! I can’t, I can’t!” He cried and Chan’s heart kept breaking further. He pulled Hyunjin into a tight hug, hands running up and down his back soothingly.

“It’s okay baby. Breathe for me.” He coached. Hyunjin took a few shuddering breaths, coughing in the process. “That’s it. Just like that. Keep breathing.” Chan continued to coach Hyunjin through his breathing until eventually the other was calm enough to utter a coherent sentence.

“I can’t do this. I can’t lose her.” Hyunjin whispered as he wiped at his sore red eyes. Chan frowned as he sat back on his knees, watching him.

“You’re not gonna lose her baby. She loves you.” Chan knew this - he had seen it first hand. There was so much love there, from their bashful giggles to their late night phone calls. So he wasn’t exactly sure why Hyunjin was going to lose her or why he needed to break up with her. Maybe he didn’t. Maybe Seungmin had just misheard Hyunjin and this was all a big misunderstanding. There wasn’t any other possibility.

“I know,” Hyunjin sniffled, nostrils still plugged and he ended up panting through parted lips. “But I have to break up with her, hyung. I have to…” His eyes started to fill with tears again and Chan reached out, gently caressing the skin under his eyes as he shushed him.

“You’re crazy Jinnie. You don’t need to break up with Cherry.”

“Yes I do! You don’t understand!”

“Shhh,” Chan shushed him again, his free hand stroking Hyunjin’s thigh. “You’re right, I don’t understand. So can you explain it to me?” He asked. It took Hyunjin a minute to respond, but he ended up nodding shakily and told Chan about the two confrontations he had with Jihyo.

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“How much did you guys buy?” Cherry asked as she watched the grocery team pile the bags onto the kitchen counters.

“Well there’s twenty of us.” Nayeon commented with a chuckle. “We have to get enough for at least seconds.”

“Yeah, and thirds if you're Chan hyung.” Jisung added as he brought in more bags. “I think we got enough though.” He looked over at Cherry and smirked, smacking at her hands as she tried to peek into the bags. “No peeking. Out!” he teased and shooed her out of the kitchen. He stood in the entry after, listening to her laugh and watching her head back into the living room, moving around staff members.

“What’s got the Ace of Stray Kids smiling so widely?” Jisung jumped from his place, eyes landing on Jihyo as the older woman stood behind him, her gaze intense as she stared at him.

“Uh…what?” Jisung asked dumbly, not exactly sure what she meant by that.

“Well I thought it was just so interesting that you were smiling so much when Cherry left the room.” There was something in the way that she shrugged as if this wasn’t a big deal. It didn’t sit right with Jisung because something was clearly wrong, otherwise she would have said anything, right?

“Because we are friends that were joking around.” he answered simply.

“Just friends?”

Jisung frowned and finally turned to face her, nodding his head quickly. “Yeah, just friends.” He was definitely put off by her question. “Why?

Jihyo simply shrugged, an innocent smile playing on her lips but Jisung was sure she was anything but innocent in her demeanor. “Just glad to know that someone else hasn’t fallen for her tricks yet.”

“Tricks?” Jisung was quick to ask, mind racing with a hundred questions, and yet could come up with no answers. “What are you talking about?”

“Oh you don’t know?” She asked, covering her mouth as she giggled. “Wow, I thought you all told each other everything. I guess there are secrets in Stray Kids.” Another shrug and Jisung really wished he could knock that smug smile right off her face because she was making no sense and slowly pissing him off - which was a hard feat because he was pretty easy going.

“I’m so confused.”

“Well, I suppose I could enlighten you, and save you some heartbreak. Cherry’s not interested.” She said plainly and Jisung wanted to laugh. That was a lie because she was interested, just struggling, Hyunjin had said so himself. But then came the question as to how did Jihyo know about that? “Poor Hyunjin already seems so hopelessly in love with her, but she doesn’t care about him. She’s off trying to woo Bang Chan.” There was a sneer in her voice as she said it and Jisung wondered if it was because Cherry was trying to get with Chan or if it was because Jihyo herself wasn’t able to get with Chan. Oh the questions that he needed answers to, but he was afraid to ask and upset her more.

“Cherry…wouldn’t.” he said slowly, cherry picking his words to make sure he didn’t give anything away. The last thing he needed to do was accidentally out all of them and their relationships to a woman who clearly had some sort of vendetta.

“Oh but she would. I saw her early cuddling Chan on our way up here and then again after the game. She’s not worth your time.” She earnestly, taking a step closer. She reached out and took Jisung’s hand, holding it gently. “Spare yourself Jisung. You’re so precious, I don’t want to see you hurt by that snake.”

Jisung’s blood boiled, the urge to protest rising within him but he held back. He had to. Playing along was the only option he had at the moment. “Thank you.” he whispered. “So much for telling me. I promise to be careful.”

His words seemed to please her. She released his hand and Jisung took that moment to bid her goodbye and made a B-line for the stairs, heading for the bedrooms. He didn’t know if anyone was up there, but at least he would be safe for now. He needed to talk out what happened, even if it was to himself.

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Daydreams and Sunshine - Pt. 13

➻ Pairings: Cherry x Hyunjin, Cherry x Chan, Chan x Hyunjin, Chan x Hyunjin x Jisung, Minho x Jisung, Jisung x Chan, Hyunjin x Jisung, Jeongin x Seungmin

➻ Genre: Romance, humor

➻ Additional: Polyamory, threesomes, friends with benefits, fantasies, dirty talk, m/f/m, m/f, m/m/m

➻ Word Count: 1.9K

➻ Warnings: This is a very self indulgent fanfic! You’ve been warned!

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“They should just put up a wall at this point.” Jisung commented as he read over the signs posted on the wall. ‘Boys side only. No girls!’ It was honestly funny to him. Why house three coed groups in one cabin if this was gonna be their solution for separating them? Why not just have two cabins? It’s not like JYPE couldn’t afford it, because they could. He knew they could, but they didn’t and he was curious as to why. It honestly seemed a little scandalous and Jisung really hoped the company knew what they were doing. The last thing anyone wanted was a scandal.

It was bad enough that antis seemed to have enough time in the day to be constantly starting and spreading malicious rumors about different idols, Hyunjin and Felix the most, though he was sure members of Twice received just as much hate. He wasn’t too sure about Sapphire though, however, they were a relatively new group with a small following. Perhaps they were safe for the time being. He hoped so at least, because the thought of Cherry also being stressed over hate and false allegations crushed his heart. She was just so pure in his eyes - another person striving to achieve their dreams. She was a sweet and loving person with a large personality once she got past her initial awkwardness.

Jisung wouldn’t be surprised if she was an introvert like himself. He could honestly see a lot of himself in her and that was probably one of the reasons that he was so drawn to her. Another reason was definitely her smile and how it managed to light up any room, similar to Felix. Though Jisung just loved when people were happy, and he truly thought that people were the most beautiful when they smiled.

“God I’m disgusting.” he muttered, shaking his head.

“Only when you don’t clean up after yourself.” Minho smirked, snickering as Jisung gave an indignant shout.

“I take offense to that!”

“Me too.” Minho laughed, blocking whatever attack Jisung gave, though they both knew Jisung wasn’t mad, just as they both knew Minho was only teasing. It had taken a while for them to get on this level of comfort for each other, even if they had clicked very well when they first met. Minho’s love language was teasing and gestures of love, though the teasing could be taken the wrong way sometimes. It had in fact caused a rift between him and Jisung before. Thankfully, communication was something that came easy to both of them and after talking it out, things calmed down and went smoothly.

“You’re the worst.” Jisung rolled his eyes and continued down the hall, pushing open the first door on the left, stopping in his tracks. Before him stood Changbin and Hyunjin engaged in a heated makeout session.

“Sungie, why-” Minho grunted as he ran into Jisung, unable to stop himself from doing so as the other was standing right there in the doorway. His eyes moved to the other males in the room who were now separating, cheeks flushed. “Really?” he asked.

“Of all places?” Jisung tacked on. “You didn’t even lock the door!” he pouted. Hyunjin was the one who seemed the most embarrassed, head lowered and shifting nervously on his feet. Changbin looked unbothered, hands resting on his hips as he stared right back at them. “Hyung.”

“Okay, but you can’t blame me. He came in pouting.” Changbin tried to reason and Jisung felt every rebuttal die on his tongue because he had a point. Hyunjin pouting was a powerful force and even the strongest men would crumble to their knees. He’d seen it first hand with Minho.

“I’m sorry. I was just feeling sentimental.” Hyunjin muttered, daring to look up and between the three of them. Minho sighed deeply and Jisung felt that in his soul. The older male walked around him and over to Hyunjin, reaching up and stroking his head.

“What was the reason this time?” he asked, hand moving down to cup Hyunjin’s cheek, thumb stroking it gently.

“It’s just, it’s winter time and we’re in a cabin.” Hyunjin started, looking around the room. “It’s like the perfect romantic setting and any day now there could be the first snow and -” he stopped himself, letting out a wistful sigh. “-I’m just so glad I can spend this time with you guys.”

“You’re such a sap.” Minho laughed softly and pressed a kiss to Hyunjin’s forehead. “Those are beautiful thoughts, but we are here filming, don’t forget. We have to be careful Hyunnie.”

“I know.” Hyunjin pouted and looked away. Minho looked him over carefully, humming to himself before stepping away. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, Jinnie. No one is upset.” Changbin spoke up. “Let’s get back down with the others and see what all hell the company has planned for us.” Hyunjin nodded in agreement, and though there was still a tension in the air, things seemed back to normal.

“Whatever it is, I’m scared.” Jisung finally spoke up. “Like, have you seen all the notes on the wall on which side is for girls and guys? I feel like they’re gonna have the girls do an underwear raid or something.” The others laughed and he joined in. It was a stupid thought, but still valid. Honestly, nothing could be put past the staff of JYPE. At least Jisung brought his nicer underwear this time around.

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“Mine!” Aria shouted before kicking the ball over the net, her team cheering when it bounced once and then twice, the other team unable to send the ball back.

“It’s okay. We got it next time.” Chan clapped, trying to cheer up and motivate his team, but they were quickly realizing they were losing and probably wouldn’t be able to turn the game around. Which sucked because the losing team was sentenced to go grocery shopping and clean up duty after dinner. Due to an odd number of available players ( Sana was unfortunately unable to play due to a healing knee injury), Cherry had opted out of playing, sitting on the sidelines to watch the game instead. Which in reality wasn’t really a problem for her, she wasn’t much for sports and while she was a dancer, she wouldn’t say she was athletic.

The game had been going on for a little over an hour, Chan’s team suddenly making a strong comeback to where they were tied. It really all came down to who could get the next to scores. Cherry really was hoping Chan’s team would make it, but her money was on Aria and her team. Since she had known the maknae, Aria had always been super athletic which was why she was the team’s leader. As the game had progressed, it was clear her leading was definitely helping her team get better with their shots as well. Cherry had to admit, Hyunjin and Jihyo were definitely forces to be reckoned with.

They had it in the bag.

Until they didn’t. And in a shocking twist, Chan was the one who dealt the final blow, the score 11-9. It was instinctual, Cherry’s body moving on its own as she cheered loudly. She ran over to Chan and hugged him happily, laughing as more arms wrapped around her as others joined her. Kaylyn, Momo, and Jeongin if the cries of happiness were anything to go by. They bounced around in a circle of celebration for a while, before eventually they pulled away, leaving just Chan and Cherry. Pulling away from the other, she smiled up at him, his own smile reflecting back at her.

“You guys did so good! I’m so proud of you.” she praised.

“Thanks.” Cherry was sure that his cheeks were flushed from her words and not because he had just spent an hour or more running around and kicking a ball. At least that’s what she told herself. The thought of making him blush and bringing him happiness with her words made her heart race and swell with an emotion she didn’t want to put a name to, even though she was sure she knew what it was. And unfortunately it was that moment that all of her insecurities came racing back to her and she pulled away like she had been burned.

“Cherry?” Chan asked worriedly, reaching out to her hesitantly.

“I-” she started, not really sure what type of excuse or lie she was going to come up with, but thankfully she was interrupted by the call of her name. Turning, she looked over at Kaylyn who was waving to her and smiled before looking back at Chan. “I got to go.” She offered nothing else as she walked away, making her way over to her group mates to celebrate Kaylyn’s win and tease Aria about losing. She tried to be happy, but her mood was sufficiently ruined as a million thoughts continued to run through her head of the type of relationships she was supposed to have, and not the type that she wanted. Everything was wrong, nothing was right and she felt like she was back at square one. Madly in love with Hyunjin, but completely lost about her feelings for others and that those feelings were indeed wrong.

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“Hyunjin.” He paused at his name, turning to face Jihyo as the other approached him. A wave of dread washed over him. Her face was set in a serious expression and all he could do was think back to her warning that day at the company.

“Just be careful. People like to talk, you know?” They echoed as plain as day and he was still just as confused about them as he was when they were first uttered. And something told him that whatever Jihyo wanted to talk about had everything to do with that prior conversation.

Regardless, he was as polite as he could be, bowing in greeting to her and giving her the chance to speak first because honestly, he wasn’t sure what he could say that didn’t sound stupid.

“I hope I’m not keeping you from something important.” she started and he smiled, shaking his head.

“No. I was going to freshen up before leaving with the others to go to the market, but I have time.” Calm and unsuspecting - Hyunjin was very proud of himself. “Is there something you needed?”

Jihyo smiled, and every hair on Hyunjin’s body stood on end. It was not a warm and comforting smile. There was something evil and malicious behind it, he was sure. “I told you to be careful, remember Hyunjinnie?” He internally cringed at the nickname. Normally he loved when people called him by affectionate names, but this was different - it was sickening and he wished that name had never left her mouth.

“I remember you saying that, yes.” He agreed with a nod. “But I’m not exactly sure what you meant by that.” he supplied and maybe this time she wouldn’t be cryptic in her wording. He really wanted to know what she had meant.

“I told you to be careful with Cherry. I wasn’t sure at first what it is you have going on with her, but people at the company like to talk.” Jihyo started, eying him up and down. “A lot of the other idols thought you two were secretly dating, even though it’s against her dating ban.” Jihyo looked off to the sky for a moment, the corner of her lips quirked into a small smirk. Hyunjin was definitely aware of the dating ban and knew they were breaking the rules, but he knew they had been careful. He only did things with her that he did with other female idols. Visiting them during practice, going out to eat lunch or dinner. He had done this with many female idols - Jihyo was even one of them! So how people thought he was treating Cherry different was beyond him.

They were being careful.

“Oh, well you know how it goes with dating rumors.” he shrugged, doing his best to keep his voice even and not show how nervous he actually felt. “There’s no merit to it.”

“Really?” Jihyo turned back quickly, head cocking. “Well that’s good to know since it seems she has a thing for Bang Chan anyway.”

“What?” Of course Cherry did, he knew that. But he couldn’t let Jihyo know that he knew that. He didn’t want to give away any information to her. He had to protect Cherry and his boyfriends at all costs. “What makes you think that?”

“You didn’t see?”

“See what?”

“Earlier, when he won the game. She went running right for him, hugging him so carelessly for all to see. Not just all of us, but the staff.” she shrugged, scoffing at her next thought. “And if the staff doesn’t edit the footage correctly, then thousands of people will also see.” she added on with a sigh. “Not to mention on our way here, I saw them all cuddled up together in the back of the group, lost in their own little world like two love birds.” she spit out as if the thought itself was disgusting to her. And maybe it was, Hyunjin couldn’t be sure. He was a bit upset that he hadn’t had the chance to see Cherry and Chan together though. It had been a while since the two had time together, he was sure that it made Chan’s day.

“They were?” As fake as he could possibly be, he mustered up a face of surprise. Jihyo seemed to buy it as her features softened and she reached out, rubbing his arm gently.

“I’m sorry Hyunjin. I’m sure you care about her. I’ve seen the way you look at her.”

Oh. Well that explains it.

“I-”

“You don’t need to say anything.” she interrupted, pressing a finger to his lips. It was uncomfortable, the way she just invaded his space like this. And it felt like she was trying to flirt in a way as well? It seemed preposterous, but at this point he needed to take all her motives into consideration. “I tried to warn you but it’s okay. Things happen. Just know I’m here for you. Just tell me you want to get back at her for playing you like that, and I will. Just say the word and she’ll be gone.”

Hyunjin’s heart sank at the words and the thought of Cherry being kicked from the company. He couldn’t imagine the pain that would cause her, the others or himself really. Jihyo really thought she was trying to help but she didn’t know, she couldn’t know.

“N-no that’s okay.” he said quickly and forced a smile. “I’ll be alright. If her actions are what get her in trouble, then so be it, but I don’t want to be the cause of someone losing their job.”

“How noble of you.” she hissed, but stepped away from him anyway. “Well, if you change your mind, my offer still stands.” He nodded shakily and she smiled, pleased at that. “Well, see you in a bit.” She waved, turned and headed inside the cabin, leaving Hyunjin behind in shock and fear.

She had made it perfectly clear to Hyunjin what she wanted to do. Whether or not she believed his acting was up in the air, but for now she did believe that Cherry had played him and moved on to Chan. They were in trouble. In such big trouble. Not just because Jihyo was watching them now, but because others were watching as well. They weren’t as careful as they thought they had been and if things were to progress any further, there was no telling what else they could be caught doing. Hyunjin knew he couldn’t keep himself from just admiring her - showering her with praises and looks of love and endearment. People were going to talk, were going to ask questions. They could get in trouble for this. Cherry could be removed from the company for this.

“Hyunjin, you okay?” Hyunjin’s eyes moved to Seungmin, the other’s brows knitted with concern. There was stinging, tears pricking the corners and threatening to spill as the reality of the situation came crashing down on him. “Jinnie?” Reaching out, Seungmin took his hand, holding it and giving a gentle squeeze.

“I have to break up with Cherry.” He whispered, the first of many tears falling.

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Hyunjin: How am I supposed to do this painting in one night? Who am I, Leonardo DiCaprio? Chan: Ah yes, not to be confused with famed actor Leonardo DaVinci.

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Daydreams and Sunshine - Pt. 12

➻ Pairings: Cherry x Hyunjin, Cherry x Chan, Chan x Hyunjin, Chan x Hyunjin x Jisung, Minho x Jisung, Jisung x Chan, Hyunjin x Jisung, Jeongin x Seungmin

➻ Genre: Romance, humor

➻ Additional: Polyamory, threesomes, friends with benefits, fantasies, dirty talk, m/f/m, m/f, m/m/m

➻ Word Count: 1.9K

➻ Warnings: This is a very self indulgent fanfic! You’ve been warned!

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The trip had been a surprise to everyone. It wasn’t that JYPE didn’t appreciate and care for their idols, it was just that normally not more than one group would go on a healing break at once. To have three groups go at once was rather odd, and everyone would be lying if they didn’t admit to having some sort of speculation of what was happening.

There were a few naive individuals, like Aria who thought that this was just going to be a fun time bonding with coworkers while relieving the stress that work had built up. While other more experienced idols like Nayeon and Minho were extremely suspicious about the motives of this trip and that they would most likely be filming when they got to their location.

Of course, they were also making the trip during the beginning of winter. There wasn’t snow yet, but the temperature was certainly dropping with every passing hour. The whispers of it being sus were starting to make its rounds through the three groups as they started their trek down the forest path.

“No one said we were gonna be hiking.” Momo whined from somewhere up ahead. Twice was taking the lead, the only ones given the instructions of where their vacation cabin was located. Behind them were Stray Kids and the new rookie group Sapphire, who were surprisingly quiet. Well, it was more surprising that Stray Kids were being quiet, given how loud they were on a daily basis.

“No one said the temperature was gonna drop like ten degrees either.” Changbin grumbled from somewhere behind Twice. It was a sentiment they all could agree with. Cherry more than the others since she was currently without a jacket. She had given her’s to Aria, the maknae having been freezing before they even left the safety of their warm van. She tended to run cold and Cherry tended to run hot. Neither thought it would be a problem, but Mother Nature apparently wanted to be a cruel mistress that day.

Cherry did her best to wrap her arms around herself, to try and stay warm but it was pretty pointless. Her teeth were chattering and every few seconds a tremor ran through her body, but she tried her best to hide it. She didn’t want Aria to feel bad about taking her jacket. Not that Cherry was a selfless person, she wasn’t. She could be very selfish if she wanted to be, but when it came to members of her group, she would always look out for them, even at the expense of her own comfort. That’s just what a good leader did.

She kept herself near the back of the group, her other two members mixed amongst Twice and Stray Kids, carrying on conversations softly. She could barely make out Felix next to Nayeon, the two whispering and giggling to themselves and Cherry was curious. And maybe slightly jealous but her place with Felix was mostly up in the air and for her own doing. After that day in the studio with Hyunjin, the other members had certainly backed off, even Chan, which admitted probably hurt the most because Cherry was sure she wanted something between her and him and they had been so close!

Of course, a part of her brain was telling her that she should be happy with Hyunjin. She had a boyfriend and shouldn’t be greedy for more. Even though it was alright with Hyunjin and how his relationships with a few of the other members worked. It was a constant battle with her brain and heart and the reason she had asked for the members to calm down a bit. She just hadn’t realized how much she had already gotten used to all their attention and affection.

She missed it.

The wind blew suddenly, the entire group of people stopping in their tracks to try and block the freezing blast from cutting deeply into their skins. Most succeeded, but Cherry felt like a frozen popsicle when the wind finally settled. “We're gonna freeze to death before we even get there.” She mumbled under her breath, movements stiff as the group started moving once again.

“God I hope not.” Cherry jumped at the sudden noise besides her, eyes moving to stare at Chan as the other smiled at her. “I kinda like where life is right now.”

“Mmm, well,” she hummed before nodding. “Okay, I can agree to that. But that doesn’t change my mind. I’m gonna freeze first.” She pouted and Chan laughed softly.

“Well you wouldn’t if you had a jacket.” Chan pointed out and Cherry rolled her eyes at that.

“I have one.”

“Really?” Chan’s eyes widened as they scanned over her body. “Is it part of the new Wonder Woman clothing line?” He teased, pulling a laugh from Cherry.

“Oh yes. And it’s very comfy. What do you think?” She asked as she held out her arms and did a mini turn for him, showing off the nonexistent jacket to him.

“Oh it’s just absolutely gorgeous.” He laughed. “Matches your outfit perfectly too.”

“Thanks!” Their fun moment was broken when another gust of wind hit them and Cherry was once more left shivering. Chan frowned and reached out, pulling her against him, hand gripping her arm before rubbing it quickly to help warm it up. Cherry didn’t protest, and instead leaned into him. It took a moment of convincing herself but eventually she even rested her head on his shoulder.

“So, did you just forget your jacket, or?” Chan was searching for answers, she knew and probably wouldn’t stop until he got one that suited him.

“Aria has it. She needed it more than me.” Chan didn’t comment right away and Cherry was pretty thankful for that. His grip on her arm did tighten ever so slightly and Cherry had to wonder what that meant. Was he happy with her choice? Sad? Understanding maybe? Regardless of what it meant, she didn’t push the conversation, just content to be so close with him. Though walking was a little awkward and to remedy the fact that she was practically knocking into him as they moved, she turned her body more towards him and wrapped her arm around his waist. That was much more comfortable.

Though, now in this position she had a good feel of the abs that lay hidden under his shirt, which is a first considering how much Chan was showing them off on stage. So the idea of Chan having abs wasn’t new, but Cherry had never felt them before and here they were, just under her fingers and begging to be felt. So she did - moving her fingers slowly and what she considered inconspicuously over the hard ridges. They felt…kinda of what she expected. Hard, yet soft.

“Having fun?” Cherry startled, hand freezing in place as she got caught. She could only imagine what she looked like - probably like a deer caught in headlights - as Chan stared at her. “It’s fine. You can continue.”

“I’m not gonna now.” She said defiantly, sticking her tongue out at him. He chuckled, but the topic was dropped and Cherry rested her head back on his shoulder. They continued on silently, following the group until after what felt like hours, they finally reached the cabin and just like they thought, there were filming crews. Cherry quickly untangled herself from Chan’s embrace and put a good enough distance between them before anyone could point a camera in their direction.

Politely, they all greeted the staff members as they were ushered inside the large cabin. Cherry was relieved to finally be out of the cold and in someplace to warm up. As the others went to shed their jackets and hang them up, she stood off to the side, alone, watching them with fond eyes as they all seemed to come to life. The quiet groups suddenly became loud and active and she was reminded why she had chosen to sign up with this company. All the idols under the label were such wonderful people.

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Daydreams and Sunshine - Pt. 11

➻ Pairings: Cherry x Hyunjin, Cherry x Chan, Chan x Hyunjin, Chan x Hyunjin x Jisung, Minho x Jisung, Jisung x Chan, Hyunjin x Jisung, Jeongin x Seungmin

➻ Genre: Romance, humor

➻ Additional: Polyamory, threesomes, friends with benefits, fantasies, dirty talk, m/f/m, m/f, m/m/m

➻ Word Count: 1.9K

➻ Warnings: This is a very self indulgent fanfic! You’ve been warned!

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“I’m sad.” Hyunjin announced with a pout, flopping onto Jisung’s bed. Jisung spared one glance at the other before turning his attention back to his video, humming softly. It wasn’t an invitation for Hyunjin to keep talking, but it also wasn’t a refusal for Hyunjin to continue to talk. The dancer kept quiet for a while before he sighed heavily. “Cherry’s going to America.”

That caught Jisung’s attention. The rapper quickly paused his video and gave his full attention to Hyunjin. “Why?”

“Visiting family.” Hyunjin hummed, brows furrowed. “But I don’t understand why she has to go over there.”

Jisung frowned and cocked his head. “To visit her family? You just said this.”

“I know that!” Hyunjin rolled into his side to face Jisung. “But like why can’t they come here? And then she doesn’t have to leave.” He whined with a pout. Jisung could only roll his eyes at that as he sat his phone down.

“The same reason Felix and Chan go to Australia to visit their families.” He said softly. “She’s probably homesick.”

“Yeah well, this is her home.” Hyunjin‘s pout only deepened and he knew he was being a child about the situation but he didn’t want her to go. He was gonna miss her, greatly.

“Jinnie, don’t be a brat.” Jisung was firm and Hyunjin felt the need to whine and apologize but he resisted. He wasn’t going to give in so easily to Jisung. “Her home is in America. We both know that.”

“But-“ Hyunjin stopped himself, closing his eyes. “I thought we were her home.”

“Oh baby.” Jisung whispered, the dominance leaving him as quickly as it came. Reaching out, he cupped Hyunjin’s cheeks and stroked the flesh gently. “We are her home. But we’re a different home.” He said slowly. Hyunjin opened his eyes and stared into Jisung’s, gaze unwavering.

“I know but-“ His words were cut off as Jisung leaned in and kissed softly. His body practically melted the moment their lips met and leaned into the kiss, a hand reaching out to grip Jisung’s waist, pulling him closer. The younger male let the kiss linger for a few heart pounding seconds before breaking it and pressing their foreheads together.

“She’ll be back soon and you’ll get to cuddle her all you want. Just be patient.”

Hyunjin snorted. “That’s pretty much impossible for me.” He commented and Jisung laughed.

“Don’t I know it.” He pecked Hyunjin’s lips once more before fully pulling away from the other and settled back on his back. “Come watch this video with me.” Hyunjin was quick to take Jisung’s invitation, pressing against his side as he curled his limbs around the other. He rested his head on Jisung’s shoulder, eyes glued to the tiny phone screen as Jisung started his video once more. While this wasn’t a solution for Hyunjin’s sadness, it certainly was a great distraction at the moment and he was thankful to have such a loving boyfriend who would help him through this tough time.

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“So…” Hyunjin threw himself onto Felix’s bed, watching as the younger Australian played on his computer. His brows were furrowed with concentration, his stress ball within reach and Hyunjin had to wonder how many times the other had already squeezed that ball and cried out in frustration. “I hear you kissed Cherry.”

Felix cursed softly under his breath, hand movements becoming jerky and stiff and Hyunjin could see the game over sign flash on the screen. Oops.

“Aish.” Felix exclaimed as he grabbed his stress ball and gave it a few tight squeezes before turning his attention over to Hyunjin. Hyunjin had to admit that his boyfriend was pretty hot when he was upset, but getting all hot and bothered had not been on his list to do when he came in to Felix. He wanted to talk to the other about kissing Cherry and the subsequent conversation he had had with her. Felix was the last on his list to inform him that Cherry wanted to cool things down a bit and Hyunjin wasn’t exactly sure how he would take the news given they had kissed now. Chan hadn’t taken the news too well and he was worried that Felix would also suffer the same bout of sadness, and Hyunjin absolutely hated seeing his boyfriends sad.

“Sorry.” It was a sincere apology and Felix could only sigh and put his stress ball back on his desk.

“It’s okay.” he muttered and leaned back in the chair. “So I take it she told you then?” he asked. Hyunjin nodded quickly. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you earlier, Jinnie. It’s just-” Felix stopped himself as he closed his eyes and ran a hand through his hair.

“Just what, baby?” Hyunjin sat up in the bed, head cocked to the side.

“Well, I mean we kissed more than once.” Dropping his hand, Felix opened his eyes to look at the other, taking in every expression on Hyunjin’s face. “And god were her lips addicting.”

“Boy, don’t I know it.” Hyunjin giggled, smiling when Felix laughed too.

“But afterwards she ran off and started ignoring me. I mean I figured she was probably just feeling overwhelmed or something so I didn’t want to push it because I’m not sure how far,” Felix took a moment to breathe, something he tended to forget to do when he rambled. “She’s gotten with everything.” he continued. “You know?” Hyunjin nodded, fiddling with the rings on his finger as he listened.

“I get that and it’s probably true. Though I don’t know how far the other’s have attempted to get with her. But you’re right, she was feeling overwhelmed.” Felix whined, hearing that and Hyunjin opened his arms for the other. The blonde wasted no time leaving his desk, crossing his room and crawling into the waiting arms - making himself comfortable in Hyunjin’s lap. “It’s nothing you did babe, really.” Hyunjin tried to reassure, carding his fingers through Felix’s hair.

“You sure?”

“Yes.” Hyunjin whispered, turning to press a gentle kiss to Felix’s temple. “She’s just working through her own emotions and mental walls. It’s hard for her to allow herself to feel okay with pursuing multiple people at once.”

Felix hummed, nuzzling his nose into Hyunjin’s neck as he clung to the other. “Oh. So like Seungmin then.”

“Yeah, only Minnie came around faster than we expected.” Hyunjin laughed with a shake of his head. “Cherry needs more time. And she asked me to let everyone know to kinda back off while she processes everything.”

“So it is my fault then.” Felix pulled back, frowning as he stared at Hyunjin.

“No! That’s not what I said.”

“But it happened after I kissed her!” Felix protested and crossed his arms over his chest. “How is it not my fault?”

“Because it’s not. She didn’t blame you for anything, Lixie.” Reaching up, Hyunjin cupped Felix’s cheek, stroking it with his thumb. Felix looked so upset with himself and Hyunjin hated that he was blaming himself. He knew that wasn’t the case. Cherry had never said Felix was the problem. Or that what they had done was what made her feel so uncertain.

Well, maybe it was, but not in a bad way. Hyunjin knew that she had been struggling since the moment he told her about his open relationship with his boyfriends. It was just a concept she wasn’t used to, yet alone had ever been a part of.

“It’s like me.” Hyunjin started once more. “And how all my life I knew loving another man was something looked down upon. And then I met you and Chan and the others and well…”

“You fell in love with us.” Felix supplied, receiving a nod in agreement.

“And it took me two years to work through my feelings and get to a place where I could accept who I am and who I love.”

“And that had been a struggle.” Felix frowned, leaning to press their foreheads together. “You suffered so much and I couldn’t do anything to help. I was so afraid that if I even looked at you the wrong way, you’d run away and leave Stray Kids.” he whispered. “ I didn’t want to lose you.”

“I know.” Hyunjin whispered, tilting his head slightly, closing the gap and kissing him. Felix whimpered and it took all of Hyunjin’s control not to deepen the kiss and pull more of those sweet sounds from the other. “You and the others were so patient with me.” he continued as he pulled back. “So we need to be patient with Cherry, okay?”

Lifting his gaze, their eyes locked and Felix nodded. “Okay.” he whispered. Smiling softly, Hyunjin captured Felix’s lips in another kiss, arms tightening around him as this time he did deepen the kiss, intent on spending some quality time with his boyfriend.

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“You like that princess?” Hyunjin purred, fingers pinching and tugging at Felix’s left nipple, his tiny whines filling the quiet air of the bedroom. “Answer me.” Hyunjin gave a sharp twist and Felix arched his back, crying out - body trembling under his fingers.

“Yes~” Felix breathed out, fingers gripping at the sheets under his naked body. His cock was hard, leaking against his stomach. He tried his best to control the tremors, but it was difficult with the onslaught of pleasure coursing through his body.

“Such a good boy.” Hyunjin praised, his fingers sliding across Felix’s chest to tease his other nipple, pulling more whines from him. “Ready for your reward?” Felix stared up at Hyunjin, eyes wide and glistening with unshed tears. He nodded, but quickly realized his mistake and moved to correct it.

“Yes please. I’m ready.” Hyunjin was pleased enough with the response, dipping down to steal a kiss from the other before pulling away. He let his eyes roam over Felix’s naked body, skin smooth and without a mark sadly - stupid promotions. But soon - soon he would be able to mark Felix properly.

Reaching down, he slid his hand over Felix’s thigh, feeling the muscle jerk at the touch, a soft gasp falling from Felix’s parted lips. Smirking to himself, Hyunjin gripped the supple flesh and pulled his leg up and over to him - exposing Felix to the chill of the room and the hungry eyes watching him. “Ready for your meal Channie?”

“Always ready.” Chan grunted, eyes lidded and locked on the beautiful, twitching hole before him. He could feel himself starting to drool, more than eager to get his mouth on Felix. The younger Australian always gave the best reactions to being eaten out. Lips parted, his tongue came out to swipe across them, fingers itching to grip and grope, but was waiting for Hyunjin’s permission. It was cute. Chan was always so well behaved.

Hyunjin shifted his position to face Chan, sitting next to Felix’s body - his grip still tight on his thigh, keeping him held open. “Go ahead.” Chan dove forward, the bed bouncing with the movement. Chan’s hands found purchase on Felix’s hips, pinning them down as he buried his face between Felix’s legs, tongue working over his fluttering hole.

Felix’s squeals filled the air as he struggled against Chan’s grip. His eyes were clenched tightly close, back arching as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through him. At one point a deep heady growl left him as Chan’s tongue pushed into him, thigh shaking and jerking in Hyunjin’s grip.

“Chan’s tongue feels so good doesn’t it, princess?” Hyunjin peered down at him, a brow raised. Tears were leaking out of the corner of his eyes, cheeks flushed a pretty pink. He was so gorgeous that Hyunjin wanted to take a picture of him. And Hyunjin had a lot of issues with impulse control. Reaching over, he grabbed his phone off the nightstand and pulled up the camera. “Baby, grab your leg and hold it up.”

It was simple instructions, but Felix was struggling to execute it, mind so muddled with arousal. Hyunjin decided to take pity on him and grabbed Felix’s wrist, guiding his arm down and wrapping his hand around his thigh. “Hold it.” He ordered. Felix nodded weakly, another cry forced past his lips as the most obscene sucking noises began. Sounded like Chan was getting messy. “Fuck.” Hyunjin whispered, reaching down to palm over himself, his cock twitching pathetically with need in his pants. These two were gonna be the death of him.

Sitting up on his knees, Hyunjin angled the camera, smirking as Felix’s back arched more than it had before, his mouth open in a silent scream. He took three pictures followed by another five, hand steady as he focused on the raw pleasure on Felix’s face.

“Chan!” Felix shook his head quickly, losing his grip on his thigh. It fell, landing on Chan’s shoulder as both hands moved to tangle in curly black hair. “Oh god please.” Felix whined, voice pitched high and needy. “Wanna cum. Let me cum.”

Chan’s voice was muffled, mouth a little preoccupied but it was enough to capture Hyunjin’s attention and as he took one last picture of Felix, he turned to look at him. “Hmm?” He asked, staring into Chan’s pleading eyes as his tongue worked its way inside Felix - occasionally he pulled back to suck on his rim, fighting to keep Felix’s hips pinned down.

“I don’t know.” Hyunjin mused with a smirk. “Do you think he’s been good enough to cum?” Leaving the decision up to Chan was always a fun time. Hyunjin had long since realized that Chan would always try to appease the right person in situations like this, and with Hyunjin holding the most power, he knew Chan would give the answer he thought Hyunjin wanted to hear.

“Please,” Felix sobbed, tugging at Chan’s hair harshly and pulling deep grunts from the other.

“Well Channie?” Hyunjin raised a brow.

Pulling free of Felix, Chan panted, his mouth and chin slick with spit. “Let him cum? Wanna taste him.” Hyunjin made a noise of surprise; that definitely hadn’t been the response he expected. But he couldn’t say he was disappointed. Licking his lips, he glanced at Felix who was staring at them both, patiently waiting, chest heaving. They were both such good boys, he really couldn’t deny them.

“Okay then.”

Permission granted, Chan moved in, hand reaching out to grip the base of Felix’s cock. It twitched heavily in his grip, the tip an angry red as he steadily leaked precum. The long wanton moan Felix let out sounded of pure relief and Hyunjin could relate to that, his own cock throbbing painfully in its confines.

Chan stroked the heated flesh a few times, grinning as Felix’s heel dug into his back as he writhed in pleasure, sounds growing more needier and louder with each passing second. Hyunjin sat back and watched in awe at the way Felix moved and begged for his release, Chan’s fingers teasing him relentlessly as his mouth returned to his spit soaked rim. Felix’s head thrashed against the pillows, backing bowing so much it looked painful and Hyunjin worried that Felix may agitate his back injury once more.

“Oh fuck.” Felix growled out, voice dropping as he tensed. His body looked to be vibrating, bottom lip caught between his teeth as he held his breath. Reaching out, Hyunjin swiped his finger against the tip and that was enough to push Felix right over the edge. A smirk danced across Hyunjin’s lips as his fingers were painted white as Felix spilled onto his abdomen - little tiny “ahs” falling continuously from his lips. Chan’s hand never ceased, working Felix through his orgasm and into overstimulation, only stopping when Felix weakly swatted at it and tried to roll away from him.

“That’s enough Chan.” Like the good boy he was, Chan released his cock and pulled back from Felix altogether, staring down at the younger male trembling on the bed. “Good boy.” Hyunjin praised, and Chan visibly preened, tearing his eyes from Felix long enough to meet Hyunjin’s gaze and flash him a dazzling smile. In that moment of beauty, Hyunjin could feel his heart melting - like he was falling in love all over again. Shaking his head, he smiled and leaned over, stealing a quick kiss from Chan before turning his attention to his other boyfriend. Settling next to the other, Hyunjin carefully pulled Felix into his arms, his body limp like a rag doll.

“You did so good for us Lixie.” he whispered, pressing gentle kisses to his temples. “So so good.”

Felix hummed softly, opening bleary eyes to stare at Hyunjin - finally having a better grasp on his body once more as he came down from his high. “Thank you.” Smiling, he sighed contentedly and nuzzled against Hyunjin’s neck lovingly. Turning his head, Felix pressed tiny kisses against it before slipping his tongue out and sliding it slowly across the flesh. Hyunjin gave a startled yelp, followed by a soft whimper as the arousal that had begun to simmer flared up once more. “Now let us take care of you.”

And who was Hyunjin to deny his boyfriends?

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The Thing in the Lake (M)

➻ Pairings: Mark x Jackson

➻ Genre: Horror au, Thriller au, Camping Au

➻ Additional: humor, romance, ghost story

➻ Word Count: 3.4K

➻ Warnings: graphic depictions of violence & gore

➻ Author’s notes: This story is cross posted on multiple sites under the same username!

“So the plan is to get totally wasted.” Jackson said happily as he plopped down in one of the folding chairs, grinning as he held the bottle of vodka in his hands. The other’s looked at him with a raised brow and he frowned. “What?”

“If you wanted to get drunk, then why did you even suggest coming here?” Mark asked as he looked over at the other quizzically, laughing softly. “Jackson you could have stayed back in town and gone to Halloween parties with Amber like you planned.” he said.

Jackson snorted as he opened the bottle and sniffed it for a moment before looking back at Mark. “And miss spending time with you? What kind of boyfriend would I be?” he asked and quickly pointed to Yugyeom, whose mouth was open and ready for a snarky comment. “Quiet, no one asked you.” he said and snorted. “I would be a very bad boyfriend.” he replied and smiled. “Besides, it’s the holiday season. All holidays are spent with your lovers right?”

“Is that a rhetorical question?” Youngjae asked with a raised brow. “Or do you really want an answer to that?”

“I really want an answer to that. I don’t know these things.” Jackson said with a scoff. “Come on Youngjae, I’m new to this whole good boyfriend thing. I need a little guidance.” he pleaded. Mark laughed and reached over and took the bottle from Jackson’s hand and pressed the mouth to Jackson’s lips.

“Shut up and drink.” he chuckled and looked around their little campfire that they had going. It was Jackson’s idea to come out to the campsite near the lake just outside the city. It wasn’t a remote area, but it felt like it was an excellent place for young lovers to go and spend romantic nights alone. Or for a group of friends, such as they were, to spend one night getting plastered as they told ghost stories and celebrated Halloween.

“So booze, check.” BamBam said. “Friends...more or less check.” he said and laughed when Jinyoung smacked him with the plushie peach pillow he was holding. “Campfire, check. Time to enjoy ourselves on this fine spooky night. What should we do first? Get drunk? Make smores? Tell ghost stories or fuck?”

“We’re not fucking out here.” Youngjae said quickly with a wag of his finger.

“Why not? Brings you closer with nature.” Yugyeom laughed. “What? Didn’t bring the lube.” he teased.

“Shut up Yugyeom. Why would we have come all the way out here just to fuck?” Youngjae questioned.

“Good question. We didn’t. We came out here to have fun and be together.” Jaebum said. “So let’s have fun!”

“Alright, who brought mom?” Jackson asked and grinned as he passed the bottle of vodka over to BamBam who took a swig from it. “Don’t be a Debby Downer Jaebum. I plan to fuck Mark good in the tent later.” he said and threw a wink to his blushing boyfriend.

“Do you mean, Mark plans to fuck you good? We all know you don’t top.” BamBam teased, laughing as Jackson flicked him off.

“S’mores time yes?” Youngjae jumped in as he grabbed the bag with the marshmallows in it and held it up. “Come one, let’s make them and tell some ghost stories.” he said with an eager expression that had everyone stunned in silence.

“I mean…” Jaebum started and coughed to clear his throat. “I know I’m mom and all, but haven’t you fucked the prude out of him already Jinyoung?” he asked, staring at the younger male next to him who was just as in shock at his boyfriend’s words as Jaebum had been.

“Guess I didn’t do a good job.”

“Oh come on guys.” Youngjae whined. “Why is it so bad that I don’t want to talk or listen to talk of fucking and sex and relationships that I have no business knowing about? What you all do is all up to you. Why do I need to be a part of it?” he questioned.

“How did he get into our best friend club?” Yugyeom asked, pointing to Youngjae in question. “We’re men Jae, we talk about this stuff all the time. You need to get used to it. It doesn’t make you dirty or anything. If anything, it’s an expression of our love for our boyfriends and our trust in each other as friends.”

“Someone remove him from Philosophy class.” Bambam laughed and took the bag of marshmallows from Youngjae and opened it. He pulled one out and tossed it at Yugyeom, laughing. Yugyeom stuck out at his tongue at the other and rolled his eyes.

“Just relax Youngjae, okay? The hyungs are here to watch over us. Tonight we get shit faced drunk and have a good time!” Yugyeom said happily.

“We’re not your babysitters.” Jaebum laughed as he stood and walked over to his tent and grabbed the back of supplies he had been told to bring. He pulled out the little dowels for everyone and passed them out before tossing a box of graham crackers to Mark. “You’ll be our designated graham boy.” he chuckled and then looked at Jinyoung who held up the chocolate bars.

“I’ve got the chocolate.” he said happily.

“Good, let’s get cooking. All this talk about food is making me hungry.” Mark said and reached towards BamBam for a marshmallow.

“I thought we were talking about sex.” Jackson inquired.

“That too.” Mark agreed with a laugh and stuck his marshmallow into the fire to warm. The others followed soon afterwards as they were given their marshmallow and they sat around in silence for a while. They didn’t need to talk or anything. Instead they just stared at the fire, or worked silently on crafting the best s’more, each trying to outdo each other.

“So what kind of stories should we tell?” BamBam asked after about ten minutes of silence. He was fighting with his gooey marshmallow to stay on the cracker long enough to grab a few bars of the chocolate to put on it. “Like should it be true stories or shit we make up?” he asked.

“True stories, duh.” Jackson grumbled through a mouthful of s’more. “You’re all crap at making up stuff.”

“I take offense to that.” Youngjae grumbled and glared at Jackson. The young literature major was very good at making up stories. He had to do so for many of his class assignments and his teachers always gave him high marks. So he had to be good, right?

“Who cares if we make it up or not?” Jinyoung asked and grinned. “Let’s just tell stories okay?” he said. Looking over at Youngjae, he grinned as he smeared chocolate over his nose, pulling a whine from him.

“Alright, who’s first?” Yugyeom asked. With no one speaking up, a quick round of rock, paper, scissors was played until the order was decided. After a few failed stories from Bambam, Yugyeom and Jinyoung, it became Youngjae’s turn and the boys settled back in their chairs, eyes locked on the male as he prepared to tell his story.

“It better be good, Mr. Lit Major.” Jackson hummed as he sipped his cup. Youngjae rolled his eyes at him and cleared his throat.

“So I know a few of you aren’t natives of this province….or country.” he said and eyed Mark, Jackson and then BamBam. “Anyway, there is a legend in these parts that is really creepy.”

“Ooh what? Mr. Slasher Killer?” Jackson taunted and grunted when Mark smacked his chest.

“Shut up.” he hissed at him.

Youngjae threw a marshmallow at Jackson and shook his head. “Anyway, there is a legend about this lake.” Youngjae continued as he leaned in, hands folded over his lap. “About five years ago there was a string of murders that happened here. Young kids would come out here to party and fuck; what normal college kids would do. A group of friends ventured out here for a weekend getaway. They were here from Friday night and supposed to return home on Monday. When none came back they were reported missing. Police investigated and when they finally came out here to the campsites they found their mutilated bodies. Some parts were hanging in the trees.” He said and pointed to the large tree limb that hung over them. “Other parts strewn about, but there was a distinct way these body parts were left. They created a trail and the police followed it all the way down to the dock of the lake.”

“It was Jason!” Jackson announced. Shaking his head, Mark reached out and covered Jackson’s mouth to keep him from talking again.

“Now the police thought it was just some crazy killer, but when the body parts were examined it was said that it looked like their flesh had been ripped apart by jagged edges of something and then even found teeth lodged into a bone. And after further inspection, it was a tooth that didn't belong to any known animal in South Korea, k or the world.”

“Really?” Bambam asked in shock.

“Ah! That's not true.” Yugyeom shook his head.

“It's true! Look it up.” Youngjae nodded and sat back, grinning. “You're turn hyung.” He called to Mark.

“How about we just drink?” Jaebum asked.

“What? Scared?” Youngjae teased and laughed at the other.

“No, I'm bored. Look I brought my speakers. Let's just rock out and drink before passing out.”

“I second that motion!” Jinyoung chimed in.

“Third!” Jackson shouted through Mark’s hand.

“Oh you big old party poopers.” Yugyeom huffed and glared at them. “Fine, let’s party.” The others cheered. Setting up the speakers, Jaebum connected his phone to them and started the music, officially starting their Halloween bash out in the woods. Yugyeom, as always, was the first to be up and dancing, Bambam joining him shortly after.

Youngjae spent the majority of the time laughing loudly at the two dancing, Jinyoung talking with Jaebum about who knows what. Jackson watched them all with a smile before glancing at Mark. The other seemed enraptured with what was going on, but he wanted to change that. He had come up with this idea because he knew Mark liked camping. He also knew that he wanted to try fucking outside. So what better way than to combine the two and Mark extremely happy?

Grinning, he stood and walked over and took Mark’s hand, pulling him out of his chair and tugging him away from the campsite.

“Jackson, where are we going?” Mark asked as he stayed close to the other, following him down a well made path that eventually led them to the dock on the lake. “Oh Jackson come on.”

“What, scared of the monster lurking in?” Jackson teased, wiggling his fingers in Mark’s direction with a laugh.

“Honestly, yes. I'm going back.” Mark said and turned to head back to the camp, but was stopped as Jackson grabbed his arm and pulled him back against his chest.

“Oh come babe. That was just a story. There is no monster in the lake.” Jackson said, head dipping in to place gentle kisses along his neck. “Come on baby. Let's just have a little fun.” He cooed as he ran his hands over Mark’s chest and sides. “What do you say?”

Mark leaned back against him and whimpered softly as he enjoyed the touch of his boyfriend on his body. “Jackson.” Mark groaned. “I hate you can make me feel this way and I can't fight back.”

“Don't fight it Mark.” Jackson encouraged as he grabbed the hem of Mark’s shirt and pulled it up slowly, teasingly. “Give in and let's play. I'll make you feel really good.” Jackson tried to tempt the other.

“God I know you will.” Mark muttered, letting Jackson pull his shirt off and toss it to the ground. Turning, he pressed against the other and kissed him hard, hand cupping the back of Jackson’s head for a moment before it dropped and started tugging on the other’s clothes.

In a matter of minutes they were both stripped bare and Jackson guided Mark into the water, shivering and laughing at first at how cold it was. Staying near the dock, Jackson pressed Mark against one of the support beams, his lips finding his once more. Soft moans left Mark as he returned the kiss, their hands running over each other's bodies and pressing into hotspots.

They were growing more needy and impatient. The last time they had sex was nearly two months ago when the new semester began. They needed more than anything at the moment and the tension between them was mounting the further they went.

“Oh fuck Jackson.” Mark moaned, head falling back to rest against the hard wound. Long arms wrapped around Jackson’s neck as one leg wound around his waist. Jackson grabbed onto the deck behind him, using it as a balance and leverage as he thrusted into Mark slowly. “Shit just like that baby.” Mark groaned out, fingers raking through Jackson’s hair.

“Fuck baby you feel so damn good around me.” Jackson groaned out in pleasure. “Always so tight and hot. Fuck, I love you so much Mark.” Mark panted softly and smiled widely as he leaned in and kissed him hard, lips parting as Jackson’s tongue pushed into his mouth. Their tongues danced around each other, fighting for dominance as Jackson’s pace grew faster and harder.

Breaking the kiss, Mark whimpered as he rested his head on Jackson’s shoulder as his moans grew louder. “Yes Jackson. Jackson!” He trembled against the other, water lapping at their chests as they moved together, rocking frantically as they chased their orgasms. Jackson’s cock was hitting that spot inside of Mark so well that the other was clenching tightly around his cock, the heat coiling so tightly inside him. Mark could feel his end nearing and just as he reached his peak, he was yanked back from it quickly as searing hot pain ran through his body, starting in his left leg.

“Ow! Shit!” Mark jerked and pushed Jackson away from him. Tears were already welling as he tried to grab into the deck. “Oh my god!”

“Mark? What's wrong?” Jackson asked worriedly, watching as his boyfriend tried and failed many times to climb out of the water.

“My leg! Fuck get me out of the water!” he said urgently. Chewing on his lower lip, Jackson moved behind Mark and helped the other out of the water and onto the deck. His eyes moved to Mark’s leg and widened as he stared at the large chunk of flesh that was missing from it.

“Oh my god! Oh my god!” Mark shouted as he watched the blood pour from his wound. Jackson felt his heart race and he looked around the water. He thought he saw something appear before ducking back under to his left, but he didn't let himself stay and think about it. He grabbed onto the deck and hauled himself out of the water quickly.

“Fuck, fuck.” Jackson panted and for a moment searched the deck for something to help Mark. He grabbed one of their shirts and the belt from his pants and dropped to his knees next to the other.

“Jackson!” Mark cried out in pain.

“It's okay baby. I'm here. I'm here.” Jackson assured him as he wrapped the shirt around the wound, knotting it in place. He took the belt next and wrapped it a few inches above the wound and tightened it around his leg as tight as he could to stop the blood flow. Mark’s pained screams only grew louder through the process and it was killing Jackson on the inside.

“I'm so sorry baby.” Jackson apologized. He was going to say something else, but something hit the beams of the dock and he could hear the splintering crack of the wood and a sickening realization sunk in. “Okay Mark. Come on. Up we go.” He said and helped to pull Mark up onto his one foot. The other was unsteady and wobbled as pain continued to course through his body. Jackson doubted the other could walk even with his help and with doom looming over them, they couldn't spare a second. So bending, he slipped his arms around Mark and lifted the other up into his arms and started running as the beams were struck by something again.

His feet barely touched the dry ground when the dock gave and caved into the water behind him. Jackson didn't look back though. He clutched tightly to Mark as he ran with the other, heading back to the site. “Jaebum! Jaebum Hyung, start the jeep!” he shouted, hoping the others could hear him over the music. It didn't seem like they could though, and they got a huge shock when the pair came running in naked.

“Whoa. What the fuck happened?” Jinyoung asked as he stood and looked at the two.

“Oh my god is he bleeding? What happened to Mark?” Jaebum asked as he stared at the dark and wet shirt around Mark’s leg.

“No time, get in the fucking jeep!” Jackson shouted as he ran to the sitting vehicle and opened the back seat, helping Mark in before looking back. “Now!”

“But our stuff.” Youngjae protested.

“Fuck our stuff. There is something in the lake now let's go!” Jackson said urgently. The others looked at each other, trying to debate if they wanted to believe Jackson or maybe thought he was just too damn drunk, but in the end they all got up and piled into the jeep. Jaebum took to the wheel and started the car, turning the lights on as everyone got situated.

“What happened to mark?” Yugyeom asked.

“Something bit me in the water!” Mark sobbed and cried out in pain.

“It took a fucking chunk out of his leg!”

“What are you talking about?” Jaebum asked as he turned to look back at the other. “That sounds fucking crazy.”

“I know it does, but it's the truth!” Jackson insisted. The chaos of the jeep came to a screeching halt as Youngjae suddenly grabbed Jaebum’s arm.

“Reverse. Reverse. Reverse!” he shouted and Jaebum turned around in time to see some creature heading straight for them, mouth open wide, rows of sharp teeth on display. Jaebum threw the jeep in reverse and stepped on the gas, tires squealing as they lurched backwards and to the side as the jeep moved. Throwing the jeep into drive, the tires skidded as they lurched forward and sped off, heading back onto the main.

“Holy fuck! Holy fuck!” Bambam shouted as he turned and watched as they drove off the creature becoming nothing but a distant dot, quickly giving up on them.

“Jesus christ.” Youngjae panted.

“What the hell was that?!” Jinyoung shouted in shock.

“I don't know, but whatever it was, it bit Mark and collapsed the dock!” Jackson said, his arms wound tightly around his boyfriend as he rocked the sobbing male gently. “Shhh, baby. It's okay. We're taking you to the hospital. It'll be okay baby.” Jackson tried to reassure him.

“It's real.” Youngjae whispered.

“What?” Yugyeom asked.

“It's real. The story I told. It's really real and that was the fucking thing that killed those people.” Youngjae said, his heart racing. “We just escaped death.”

“Good. I don't plan to die anytime soon.” Jaebum said. “Don't worry Mark, we'll be at the hospital soon.”

~_~

The group didn't return to collect their stuff until the next morning with the help of a police escort. After reporting the incident and taking testimonies, the police went out to search the area but found no trace of whatever creature they had encountered the night before. Though the statements of the dock being broken and submerged into the lake were true. Their campsite had been left untouched, however, which baffled the police even more and added to the mystery. Not a single thing out of place, not even the cooler had been disturbed by the raccoons that would have undoubtedly come out to scavenge.

Whatever happened at the lake would remain a mystery. The police report would read that it was a horrible camping accident committed by drunk college students. Mark, though missing some of his calf, would eventually heal and be released from the hospital a few months later with a clean bill of health. And while time slowly healed all physical wounds, nothing would be able to erase the memories of that night and the terrible creature that tried to kill them.

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The Forest

➻ Pairings: Yugyeom-Centric

➻ Genre: Fantasy au

➻ Additional: Sailor Moon inspired

➻ Word Count: 1.5K

➻ Warnings: N/A

➻ Author’s notes: This story is cross posted on multiple sites under the same username!

The clouds were extra dark that day and it was the first thing Yugyeom noticed when stepped outside. The air was a bit nippy and the wind was a constant and steady flow. Snow was being forecasted, which dampened Yugyeom’s normally happy mood, considering the fact that his parent’s livelihood depended on good weather. Winter was always a hard time for them for the simple fact that their crops didn’t grow. And it was Yugyeom’s job to obtain not only crops for them to grow and harvest during the winter months, but to also gather food to keep them alive through those four to five months.

But Yugyeom absolutely despised winter and the resounding cold that came with it. The snow was absolutely beautiful, but the temperature was the worst. Yugyeom preferred to have himself wrapped up in his blankets, sitting by a warm fire while his parents chatted about everything and nothing at the same time. With a light huff, Yugyeom walked down the few steps that lead to their front door and walked down the small path to his bike that was parked nicely under one of their large oak trees.

Grabbing the handlebars, he used his foot to lift the kickstand up and started wheeling it to the gate. Once out on the street, Yugyeom mounted his bike and started pedaling. His first stop was Farmer Kim, who lived about a mile down the road. It was a bit of a trek, but in the small little town that he lived in, most of the people lived pretty far from each other, except for maybe the select few that lived closer to the city center. Farmer Kim knew all the crops that they could grow in any season and helped Yugyeom a lot when gathering food. He was such a trusted friend that he was treated like family from time to time and Yugyeom was eager to find out what he would be getting for this season.

He arrived around twenty to thirty minutes later and Farmer Kim was standing by his fence, a bright smile on his elderly face that warmed Yugyeom’s heart at the sight. Putting on the brakes, he slowed himself down and stopped next to the fence gate and flashed his own smile to Farmer Kim.

“Good morning!”

“Morning! It’s a bit nippy out today, don’t you think?” the farmer asked and Yugyeom nodded with a smile. “Seems like a storm is right on the horizon. It’s gonna be a cold winter this season.” he mused as he tilted his head up towards the sky, staring at the clouds that were rolling in slowly.

“Seems so. All the more reason to be fast today! Where should I go?” he asked, cocking his head as he stared at the older male with slight concern. Farmer Kim continued to stare at the sky a while longer, unmoving as he seemed to be studying the sky or something similar to that. When the male looked down, he gave Yugyeom a blank stare, yet his eyes were so stern. The intensity in Farmer Kim’s eyes actually sent a shiver down Yugyeom’s spine. The silence that spanned between them was almost deafening and when Farmer Kim moved to reach out towards him, Yugyeom flinched ever so slightly away but remained still. Shaky hands touched the scarf that was wrapped around Yugyeom’s neck, fiddling with the soft, woven material lightly and fixing it.

“Today, I think you should go into the forest.”

“The forest?” Yugyeom echoed, his eyes moving to the treeline that backed up right against the back of Farmer Kim’s property. The forest had always given Yugyeom a sense of dread and almost terror. He never dared to go in there and usually he never did. But today, for some reason, Farmer Kim wanted him to go in there. And Yugyeom would be lying if he said he wasn’t a tiny bit scared. “Why?”

“Well, there was a new fruit I discovered there that grows in the winter time. Harvest a few for your family to eat as well as to plant the seeds and grow.”

Well, that sounded reasonable.

“How do I get there?” Yugyeom asked with his head cocked to the side as he stared at Farmer Kim. Farmer Kim stared at Yugyeom for a few moments, eyes looking glazed as if he were lost in thought. “Just go into the woods. Straight down. You’ll find it.” he said. So vague, but also very direct. Nodding his head, he smiled softly and gave a light thank you. With a wave of the hand, he started pedaling towards the dirt road that led to the forest. He was eager to find the fruit to get for his family. The prospect of a new type of harvest was the only thing that drove him further into the forest, despite how dark it was there.

The trees towered high, curved and crossing to create a canopy of sorts that blocked out the sun. Though the sun wasn’t really out as it was, with the gloomy, snowy weather rolling in rather fast. It was a little rocky on the trail, and with each bump that Yugyeom went over, a small grunt left him as the scarf around his neck started to loosen. Reaching up, he tried to adjust it, securing it back around, but it didn’t hold up as he ran over a few more bumps in the form of rocks.

With one particularly hard bump, followed by a nearly perfectly timed gust of wind, his scarf fell loose and whipped about his neck before taking flight into the air. “No!” he gasped out, one hand swiping at the air to try and grab for the garment, yet missing each time. He watched with widened eyes as the scarf was carried through the branches, gust after gust keeping it high in the air, flying it almost like a kite. He followed as fast as he could on his bike, legs pedaling as fast as he could muster.

Time seemed to pass so quickly, but at the same time, it was so slow. Yugyeom was panting by the time he found the clearing, eyes locked on the scarf. He watched as the scarf floated down gently from the sky, eyes tracking every motion as he landed on top of a structure. Yugyeom pulled to a stop as he tried to understand exactly what he was seeing. It looked like it was made from crystals, pointing edges sticking up in different areas, but still keeping a structure that was almost like a coffin. It was unnerving but intriguing. Dismounting his bike, he brought down the kickstand and made sure his bike was steady before leaving it.

With gentle and slow steps, he walked towards the structure, cautious of what was around him. The closer he got, the more he could make out the individual crystals that crossed, bent and bowed to form almost like a case. He was inches away, and quickly he grabbed his scarf, clutching it to his body. Now closer, he could definitely see it was definitely a coffin-like structure. The bottom half was made out of wood, dark in color and the upper half was a clear top and surrounding it was crystals. And while the structure itself was interesting, it was what was inside that caught Yugyeom’s interest.

It was a body. A male body. A very handsome male body. His hair was long, black and wavy. His features were soft, yet his jawline was very much chiseled and sharp. The clothes he was wearing were very formal and almost looked royal. A black suit adorned with golden buttons and cufflinks. His arms were folded neatly over his chest, hands clasped together as he laid there motionless.

Was he dead?

It looked like it and Yugyeom was really shook to his core. He had never seen a dead body before and it was actually a lot less scary than he thought it would be. He was drawn in, strangely enough. Like in a trance, he couldn’t pull himself away from staring at the body. His mind raced with thoughts about who this guy was, where he came from and why he was in this crystalline coffin. Yet, all thoughts were quickly vanquished when the male’s eyes suddenly opened, locking with Yugyeom’s almost instantly.

Stumbling back, Yugyeom grasped at his chest, heart pounding as he stared at the coffin. A hand rose, pressing against the glass and the terror rose within him. He turned, scrambling back towards his bicycle, kicking up dirt as he went. He grabbed the handlebars and struggled to get the kickstand up, kicking the wheels a few times in the process. He managed to get the kickstand up and he threw his leg over the seat and started pedaling. The bicycle wobbled, teetering dangerously to the left, yet he managed to keep it upright as he rode away as fast as he could.

He didn’t know who the guy was or if he was alive or dead and now a zombie. But the one thing he knew, he wasn’t about to stay long enough to get the answers to those questions. He peddled back home as his life depended on it, vowing to never set foot in that forest again.

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Im just feeling a certain way rn

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cherryeol04 · 5 months

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Might Alpha 2

➻ Pairings: Chanyeol x Reader

➻ Genre: Romance, Wolf Au

➻ Additional: destined mates

➻ Word Count: 1.5K

➻ Warnings: N/A

➻ Author’s notes: This story is cross posted on multiple sites under the same username!

The backlash that came when Baekhyun and Chanyeol denounced their marriage was something that no one expected. They knew their parents would be upset, but the sheer mortification that came from knowing Baekhyun had been with another alpha and never actually slept with Chanyeol was so confusing. The fact that the male was Baekhyun’s destined mate didn't seem to matter to anyone.

While the elders had stayed silent, the parents argued back and forth on how they could rectify the situation, without bothering to listen to the children whose lives they were purposefully trying to ruin for the simple fact that Baekhyun was a gifted male omega with the ability to bear pups. They didn't care that they were trying to break not one, but two bonds. Bonds from the same family.

It confused Soohee, because she remembered very clearly that Chanyeol had said the whole union between Baekhyun and himself was because they trusted Chanyeol and it was a great way for her father to get a foot into the counsel and influence decisions and laws however he saw fit. Chanyeol was going to be the next elder and possibly the next head alpha if he could pass the tests that would challenge his strength, his logic, and his wit. And while she worried about her brother being hurt, she believed the man he was with would never hurt him since they were destined mates. And if her father still wanted that in, if he would just listen to Chanyeol, he would know that they were destined mates.

Soohee had never told her parents or anyone else what happened that night after her party, nor the weekend and the two days after that she was in heat. They were mates, she knew that and still had trouble processing it, but it was a fact she was more than ready to admit. Yet they hadn't mated during her heat, both agreeing that they wanted to wait. Even if they used protection, there wasn't a guarantee it would work or if they would constantly remember the amount of times they would have to have sex. So Chanyeol did his best to pleasure her and help her through her heat and she was so thankful for it. But they still haven't told anyone. Or rather, they were trying, but no one was actually listening to them.

“Well since your son has been defiled, we will find a new mate for Chanyeol. A better and loyal omega!” Mr. Park grunted out.

“What?” Chanyeol asked in shock.

“Excuse me? My son is very much loyal!”

“Lies. He's been defiled by that Chinese vagrant!” Mr. Park growled. “You and your family are so immoral, Mr. Byun, that I'm surprised you're all even allowed to continue to live in this pack. And if your son acts like this, I can't even begin to imagine how your daughter must be, whoring about and asking for any male to fuck her.”

“That’s enough! You are so vile and disgusting, speaking of a child like that!” Mr. Byun shouted.

“Child?! Child?! She's of age now isn't She? But has that ever stopped her? You don't think we don't hear rumors?”

“What? Soohee, what is talking about?” Mr. Byun asked, furious by all the words being thrown around.

“I don't know.” Soohee said. “I don't know of rumors. Dad, it's a lie.” She said.

“Adults don't lie.” Mr. Park snapped at her and she shrunk back. Lies from an adult. She had no idea where he would ever get such information about her. She had never done anything to try and get guys. She had only ever wanted Chanyeol. And even her closest friends knew that.

“If she says there are none, then there aren't.” Mr. Byun growled. “My daughter is perfect! Maybe it’s your son that is the issue!” He fired back. Another round of shouting began and Soohee had heard enough. She slipped out of her chair and did her best to sneak out of the meeting hall. She thought she was very successful and made it outside with a sigh.

“For the love of god. Adults are crazy. I don't want to be an adult.” She whined softly.

“Tell me about it.”

Soohee jumped and looked over at her brother as he came to sit next to her. “Oppa.” She said gently. “Are you okay? Dad and Mr. Park are blowing everything out of proportion.” She said.

“I know.” Baekhyun sighed softly and closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead gently. “Like, why are they like this? The elders always preach about destined mates and not interfering and here they are staying quiet while our parents fight to ruin our lives.”

Soohee stared at him and sighed softly. She reached over and rubbed his back gently and smiled softly. “It'll be okay.” She said softly. “You have your mate. You should go and run off with him. They can't stop you.”

“And leave you?” Baekhyun asked softly. “Disappoint our family? I couldn't.” He said as he looked at her.

“So you'd rather risk your bond with your mate?” Soohee asked and cocked her head. “Oppa, you're not a disappointment. And I'll be fine.”

“Because you have your mate now.” Baekhyun said and smiled weakly at her.

“I….what?”

“Don't play dumb.” Baekhyun laughed softly. “I knew the moment I introduced you to Chanyeol that you two were mates.” He said.

“How?”

“Blue eyes are the sign that an alpha has found their mate and imprinted on them. I saw them that day. I knew and I made him promise me he would never try anything with you until you were old enough.” He said. “I had no idea that this stupid union would be done either.” He said and ran a hand through his hair some before groaning. “I don't know what to do Soohee.”

Soohee frowned as she stared at her brother and was gonna answer when another person joined them.

“Let's go and start our own pack.” Their heads whipped around quickly and stared at Chanyeol in shock. “what?”

“What do you mean what? How can we start our own pack?” Soohee asked, confused. “That's a big task.”

“Yeah and where would we go?” Baekhyun asked and Chanyeol just shrugged.

“Does it matter? We’ll just go somewhere. The four of us establish our own pack. We'll gather packless shifters and shifters wanting a new pack and just start over fresh.” He said.

“Do you...do you think we can do it?” Baekhyun asked.

“Well with Yixing as another alpha, I'm sure we can manage and grow slowly. It might be hard at first. But won't it be worth it?” Chanyeol asked. “They obviously don't care about our wants and needs. Our destinies. So we need to take our lives into our own hands.” He said. His eyes moved from Baekhyun to Soohee and he smiled. He took her hand and held it gently in his, squeezing it gently.

“Chanyeol.” Soohee whispered softly and smiled.

“It'll be worth it.” Baekhyun agreed and smiled softly at them. “Come on. Let's go.” He said and stood. Soohee looked back at her brother and nodded. She stood, pulling at Chanyeol’s hand and making him stand. “I'll meet you two at Yixing’s. Don't take too long, okay?” He said.

They nodded and with quick goodbyes, they parted ways, with Soohee going with Chanyeol because she just needed to be with him. “Are you sure this is a good idea?” Soohee asked as she walked towards Chanyeol’s jeep.

“No. But we have to do what we have to do.” Chanyeol said as he unlocked the doors and climbed into the driver's seat. Soohee sighed and got into the jeep, closing the door before turning to face him.

“Chanyeol, I'm being serious. I'm still a kid. I'm fresh out of high school, just turned 18 and you want to move to some unknown place and start a pack there. It sounds crazy.” She said, “Are you sure this is something you really want?” Her question was directed towards their current decision but there was an undertone of uncertainty about their relationship. Was she really what he wanted?

Chanyeol sighed softly as he slipped the key into the ignition before turning to face her. “Soohee.” He said gently. He scooted over to her and reached out, his fingers stroking her cheeks gently. “I want to be with you, and only you. And if that means we have to go into the future blind, then I will do it. I love you.” He told her and leaned in, pressing their foreheads together gently. “I've loved you for so long and I've waited for so long. Now I have you, I don't ever want to let you go. Please. Stay with me.”

Soohee stared up into his eyes and felt her heart race at how beautiful and gorgeous they were. And probably because of his words, but mostly due to his eyes. “Of course I'll stay with you.” She said gently. “Why wouldn't I when I have been pinning after Mr. Handsome for so long.” She said with a giggle. Chanyeol smiled softly and leaned forward and kissed her softly. It was soft and quick, but she loved it all the same.

“Then let's go. And we'll start a new life together and be happy together.” Chanyeol said gently with a smile. Soohee nodded and smiled softly as they pulled back and Chanyeol started the jeep.

“Everything will be okay, right?” she asked.

“Of course. Trust me.”

~*~

“Dad, no! Stop it! Let me go!” Soohee shouted as she struggled in the grips of a few of the male wolves her father had dragged with him. She wasn't sure how they knew their plans or how to find them, but they did. It was probably just their keen sense of smell. That was the only possible reason she could think of, of how they found them this far out of the city.

“I would expect this kind of thing from Baekhyun, but you? Why Soohee? Why are you going to associate yourselves with these rebels?” Mr. Byun asked as he motioned to her brother. His mate and Chanyeol, all of whom were being detained as well. Though it was taking more people to hold Chanyeol back as he was being scolded so loudly by his father. She could hear every nasty word he was calling her and her brother and she just couldn't take anymore. “Soohee! Answer me!”

“He's my mate!” the words fell from her lips before she could even stop to fully process her train of thought. The announcement seemed to draw the attention of everyone as they all went silent.

“Excuse me?” Mr. Park asked, eyes wide.

“Chanyeol is my mate.” She said softly and jerked herself from the slacking grips of the men. “He is mine, and Baekhyun has found his and the rest of you are acting like spoiled little children!”

“Soohee!”

“No dad! It's true. You all are supposed to be adults, filled with wisdom that's supposed to help guide your children as they become adults and start their own family. And here you both are, two families that don't give a shit about their own children and are just obsessed with whatever power they can have!” She sneered, disgusted.

“Byun, put a stop to her before I do.” Mr. Park warned, but was greeted with a very angry growled and rough shove as Chanyeol tore himself from the four men holding him back. Their strength together was nowhere near a match for Chanyeol’s strength when he really used it, like he had in this case.

“You won't touch her.” Chanyeol growled out as he moved to Soohee and pulled her close to him, his arm wrapped tightly around her waist to protect her. “And she's right. Ever since it was announced what my future status would be, all you or anyone else has ever cared about was that. You held me so high up on a pedestal, out of the reach for anyone you deemed unworthy. You never stopped to ask what I wanted or if I've found my mate. Well, dad, I have. And it's not Baekhyun. It was never Baekhyun and it would be selfish and wrong of me to try and keep him from his own mate.”

“Chanyeol.” Mr. Park floundered for words to speak, but he couldn't even form a decent, coherent sentence.

“We know who we love, who we are meant to be with, and what we're doing is the only way we can be with them. So either you accept this reality or step aside and let us leave.” Everyone was silent for a long while, staring at the two before looking at the two fathers.

“Soohee...there was an agreement…”

“And it can still be upheld. Just not with Baekhyun, but me instead. You can still have whatever it is you want. And the rest of us can be happy. The last thing I've ever wanted to do is leave you and mom but I can't live without him. I don't want to feel our bond break. It'll kill me.” she said softly.

“Don't be so dramatic, it won't kill you if…” Mr. Park started but paused. “You haven't marked her, have you?”

Chanyeol stared at his father intently before moving his hand and lifting her shirt slightly to show the mark he had left on her side. “Three weeks ago, when she went into heat,” he said proudly. “She is mine. Forever.” he announced and pulled her closer as he leaned down slightly to nuzzle her head.

“Dad please.” Baekhyun whispered. “Just let us be happy.”

Mr. Byun looked between his two children and sighed heavily. “We can't fight it now. A bond has been made, I assume for both of them. The elders wouldn’t take too kindly if we destroyed them for selfish reasons.” he sighed. “And it would hurt me to hurt my children, I should have realized that from the beginning.” he said and walked over to Baekhyun as he was finally released. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.” Baekhyun said and smiled. “There is no denying, he is the one.” he said and looked over at Yixing. Mr. Byun sighed, nodded and looked over, waving his hand in signal for Yixing to be released. The silent alpha moved to Baekhyun and hugged him tightly, nuzzling against his neck.

“I suppose I have two unions to prepare for now.” Mr. Byun smiled. “Let's get you all home before your mothers have a fit.”

“Oh...yeah.” Mr. Park cleared his throat. “Chanyeol, I'll need you to-”

“Yeah dad. Don't worry. I'll call her down.” Chanyeol laughed. It was funny to see such a composed man cower in fear at the mention of his angry wife.

~*~

Soohee smiled as she flopped back on her bed, a laugh leaving her as Chanyeol stumbled out of his pants, hopping around to try and kick off the offending garments before finally flinging it across her room. It hit her closed door and he winced before climbing into her bed. “Are you new to taking off pants?” she asked teasingly.

“Oh shut up.” Chanyeol chuckled as he laid down next to her and stared at her face. “It's not my fault you have me tripping over my feet.” he teased and chuckled as she blushed. “You're so cute. You know that?” he asked as he reached out and stroked her head and cheek lightly.

“I can't help but to know it. You tell me all the time.” she said gently as she leaned into the touch. Sighing softly, she leaned in and kissed him, her lips brushing teasingly over his lips every time he dipped in to try and deepen the kiss. A soft giggle left her, followed by Chanyeol’s own growl as he nipped at her bottom lip as Soohee pulled completely back.

“You are such a tease.” Chanyeol groaned and pouted as he stared at her smiling face. “Soohee.” he whined out and Soohee giggled at it. She reached up and poked his nose lightly.

“What?” she asked with a smirk.

“I want a kiss.”

“You just had a kiss.”

“I want another.” he said as he slipped his arm around her waist and pulled her close to him.

“Don't be greedy.” she teased and Chanyeol huffed. “Oh, aren't you so cute?” she said and pinched his cheek lightly.

Chanyeol stared at her with narrowed eyes and huffed again before he leaned in and captured her lips in a deep and passionate kiss. Soohee giggled slightly into the kiss before melting into it, pressing herself against him tightly. Everything just felt so right. She finally had the man of her dreams, she could openly be with him and start working on their future together and that excited her. Her future was with Chanyeol and hopefully with some children as well.

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cherryeol04 · 5 months

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Let Chanyeol Go in Peace

➻ Pairings: Chanyeol-centric, Chanyeol x Sehun

➻ Genre: Member case study, linear life story, angst, romance

➻ Additional: terminal illness, slice of life

➻ Word Count: 1.1K

➻ Warnings: Major character death

➻ Author’s notes: This story is cross posted on multiple sites under the same username!

He was 16 when he found out he was sick, 19 when he realized he wouldn't make it past 25. All his hopes and dreams dashed because of a genetic disorder that was going to take his life too early, never giving him the chance to do what he wanted.

Chanyeol was a bright kid with an equally bright future, or so many had told him. His happy, bright personality never showed that he was sick, that he was dying. He never showed it, he never wanted to show it. He kept up his usual routine of getting up early in the morning, helping his mother make breakfast before he was out the door; his day filled with classes, a lunch date, club activities and a study session around dinner time.

He kept himself busy so he wasn't reminded he was dying, so he didn't have to sit around and think of how each breath could be his last. He had done that once already and it nearly drove him insane with depression that he had been tempted to end it all right then and there. He was 21 then, with the realization he wouldn't have many of his firsts.

Like his first real kiss, because he never considered kissing the neighbor boy, Baekhyun, as his first kiss. They had been young, dumb and curious, hiding in Chanyeol's backyard under the big oak tree. They always hung out there. Baekhyun’s home life wasn't the greatest and Chanyeol wished he could take away the others' pain as much as he could. That's why they kissed. Baekhyun had told him that when two people were close and one was hurting, the other would kiss him to make it better. He hoped it worked. Shortly after that, Baekhyun moved away to live with his grandmother in the mountains. Chanyeol had gotten letters and he would always wrote back, but ever since they graduated high school, the letters came less frequently, and eventually stopped.

Chanyeol never had the heart to tell Baekhyun of his quickly nearing end. He just prayed that Baekhyun's life was much better now.

Chanyeol wouldn't get to experience his first date, because despite the fact he went out plenty of times with this younger, straight out of high school kid named Sehun, it was never actually a date. He disregarded the fact that they saw movies together or held hands. Even shared their food with each other. They weren't dates, at least not to Chanyeol. It's just what friends did together right?

He never was going to experience his first time having sex, mainly because he was too shy. While he worked out sometimes (but not a lot due to his illness ), he was still tall and lanky with a bowed leg and large ears that he was still teased about. But sex wasn't something he truly cared about anyway. He had his left and right hand to handle any problems that...arose. and with such a short time left, though he was curious, he had better things to spend his time doing then fucking with someone he didn't even love.

Speaking of, he never would experience his first love. Because despite the fact his heart always pounded in his chest when he saw Sehun, it wasn't love. Nor was it love when he found himself thinking of the younger male at night, wondering what he was doing and if he was alright. It wasn't love when he let Sehun cuddle with him on his couch on the days they hung out together, doing nothing and just talking about life. It wasn't love when Chanyeol found himself picturing his last breath and seeing Sehun next to him, tears in his eyes, knowing the other cared so much for him. It wasn't love...

Chanyeol was 23 when he realized he actually did love Oh Sehun and those feelings were returned. He was 23 and 3/4ths when he shared his first kiss with Sehun and for his 24th birthday, he spent the night in Sehun's arms, making love to him.

Chanyeol never thought he would have these firsts, but in the end it seemed like fate wanted him to have something since he was being taken away so cruelly by her hands.

Chanyeol was 24 years and 27 days old when he collapsed during the Christmas Eve party. He had been feeling worse for wear, more than normal, for the previous week. He hadn't been eating well, he couldn't keep anything down. His energy was less and less and he was struggling to keep up his happy persona. He knew the end was coming but he didn't want to worry the others. And he certainly didn't want to ruin anyone's Christmas. But unfortunately he couldn't stop it. Chanyeol was rushed to the hospital that evening, where the tragic news was delivered to his friends and family that he would most likely not even make it to see midnight.

By some miracle, when he finally regained consciousness, he found himself surrounded by his family, but most importantly Sehun. And like he had imagined many times before, his young lover was by his side, tears streaming down his face because this was the end and there was nothing anyone could do to stop it. There was no cure for this disease. This wasn't some Hollywood movie where suddenly some random researcher for the hospital would come running in, a vial of some strange liquid in his hand that could cure him. This wasn't some Shakespearean play where the main couple has overcome one obstacle after another only to both end their lives in some tragic way.

This was real life, where nothing you really want was given to you, but everything you truly loved was taken away.

As the clock struck midnight, Chanyeol took his final breath, a soft whisper of "I love you" to everyone in the room and to everyone not there. To all the people he had met and become friends with in his short 24 years and 28 days of life.

His final goodbye.

As his heart stopped beating, the monitor was turned off, plunging the room back into silence as they all watched Chanyeol lay there. No one made a sound, not even as their tears steadily flowed from their red and puffy eyes. The only thing that kept them from making a nose was the promise they gave to Chanyeol's mother. There would be no begging, no loud sobbing. No damning God or the world for taking Chanyeol away from them. They all knew it was coming, despite their prayers for it not to. Her voice, soft and trembling, the only thing holding them back.

"Let Chanyeol go, in peace"

And they did. They let him go in peace, surrounded by his loved ones, knowing that his memory would always remain in their hearts.

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cherryeol04 · 5 months

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Chan: Okay, if everyone’s finished being stupid-- Hyunjin: I had more, but you go ahead.

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cherryeol04 · 6 months

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Clean

➻ Pairings: Jisung x Reader

➻ Genre: slight!angst, romance

➻ Additional: comfort, hurt/comfort? (not sure if this qualifies)

➻ Word Count: 1K

➻ Warnings: implied mental health struggles

➻ Author’s notes: This story is cross posted on multiple sites under the same username!

You wanted nothing more than to just go to your room and hide from the world. Work had been crazy and you were so emotionally spent trying to have good customer service that you couldn’t honestly fake a smile much less give a rats ass about things happening at home. And on top of that, you were missing your boyfriend, who was out of town on a business trip.

So when you walked in and saw the kitchen a mess, the floors still dirty and no dinner cooking, you wanted to scream. Bless your mother, you loved her dearly but you hated the fact that she was working from home and still couldn’t keep up with housework while you went out everyday and worked in an office.

Granted, working from home was still a job, but it was only part time and she started in the afternoon. She had plenty of time to do some light cleaning and get the crockpot started for dinner before going to work. But she didn’t. She never did and normally it would only mildly irk you but today it just put you in a spiral. The tears were already welling up as you dragged your feet down the dark hallway to the back room, your lamp light shining underneath the door because you once more forgot to turn it off in your haste to leave the house that morning.

Salvation!

Opening the door, your head tipped down to watch as you dropped your bag next to your desk before kicking off your shoes, feet screaming in relief. Shuffling into the room, you pushed the door closed before lifting your head, eyes widening as you froze in place. Sitting on your bed was your boyfriend, Jisung, lounging back with the tv remote in one hand, the other behind his head, looking so at home. Which was strange because you purposefully kept him from visiting your house due to its state. You were embarrassed by it and didn’t want him to come over and think that you and your family were slobs.

Well you and your mom weren’t. The idiot that lived with you was and he refused to clean up after himself, despite being the one that caused the most mess. And of course the constant mess was hard for your mother to deal with mentally and you were pretty sure she was in a depressive sort of state and you sure as hell didn’t want to clean when you got home from work. Even though you usually did because no one else was gonna do it. But juggling work life and this life was just as taxing and on some days you just said “fuck it” and let it be. And now here he was, in your house - in your bed, as if he lived there.

God, you could only imagine what he must have thought about you and the house. Horrible things. You wouldn’t be surprised if he ended up breaking up with you over this. That thought alone was enough to have you sobbing.

“Babe?”

It was stupid to think he hadn’t seen you. Your room wasn’t all that big and the door made ample enough noise to alert anyone that someone had entered. But somehow your brain was trying to convince you that you still had a chance to leave up until that point and now it was ruined. “Baby, come here.” Through your tears you could see Jisung sitting up straight, arms outstretched towards you. Your feet moved on their own and in a few short steps you crossed the room to your bed and climbed on. You made yourself comfortable in Jisung’s lap as he wrapped his arms around you tightly. Your sense were flooded with the musky scent that was your boyfriend, so potent that you wouldn’t be surprised if he had just recently sprayed himself with his cologne.

It was warm and comforting and after nearly a month apart, you were so glad to be back in his arms, but not at this cost. Not with him coming to your place like this. Any times prior he had simply dropped something off or had come to pick you up for a date. You never had invited him and now here he was, exposed to your shame. You felt so horrible - so disgusting and worthless.

“Y/n,” he called gently, fingers running through your hair. You refused to look at him, shaking your head as your buried your face further into his chest. He chuckled and leaned back against the headboard. “Love, please stop crying. You’re gonna make me cry.” He whispered. “And then we’ll both be a crying mess and I don’t even know why we’re crying!” You giggled at his exasperation, but the momentary giddiness was short lived. Eventually you pulled back, sniffling as you stared at him with your red rimmed eyes.

“Baby.” He whispered once more, thumbs wiping your tears away gently as he cupped your cheeks. “What’s wrong?”

“I-I didn’t want you to see this place.” You struggled to get out, choking back on your sobs. “I’m so ashamed.”

The confusion was evident in his eyes, but you didn’t have the capacity to explain. Because if you explained it made the situation even more real and you weren’t sure you could take anymore stress and sadness than what you were already feeling. “What are you ashamed of? Your house is lovely.”

Lies!

You shook your head vehemently. “It’s not! It’s gross and disgusting and I’m disgusting and-“ You actually did choke this time, coughing harshly. “I never wanted you to see this.”

You expected Jisung to mock you or even lie to your face more. Something other than pulling you back into his arms and rocking you gently. “There is nothing to be ashamed of.” He assured you. You tried to protest and tell him that he was wrong, but he shushed you. “Nothing.” He reiterated, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “I love you for you. Not how your house looks. Besides, we can clean together. It’ll be a great bonding experience.” He joked, trying to lighten the situation and it worked. You smiled and nodded, clutching at the front of his shirt.

“You promise?”

“Promise.”

You were silent for a moment, thinking his words over carefully before finally replying.

“I love you too.”

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Looking for RP Partner

💖Intro💖

Hello wonderful people! 👋

I'm looking for some roleplay partners. I don't really have a limit on how many I want to take in or anything, so if you're interested, then let me know in the dms! But before you message me, please kindly read the following notes about me and what I'm looking for. Even if you don't meet all the criteria, I'm more than willing to give you a chance! Though age is a hard requirement that has to be met! Anything with a * next to it is a requirement I’m looking for in a partner.

Most, if not all roleplays will be NSFW

Yes, it'll have some spicy times in it, but it's mostly deemed NSFW because of the themes I like to write.

Dark themes, triggering situations, adult content - everything, of course, will be preplanned with long discussions of triggering topics, hard limits and such.

🔞 Partners must be at least 19+!🔞*

My style is 3rd pov, past tense.

I’m looking for someone who also does 3rd pov, past tense, but I will also accept present tense as well!

Semi to Literate*

I love long replies and I do enjoy giving them as well. However, I understand that sometimes you can't always give long responses, and that's okay too. I just ask no one-liners

Currently looking for MxM pairings and plots!*

I do not stick to one plot!

This just means I'm open to having more than one plot going with many different face claims. So if you would like to plot a pirate au with Hongjoong from Ateez and a wolf au with Chanyeol from EXO, I'm the person for you!

Currently there is no limit for the amount of plots I will do with one person.

I control more than one character

This is different from god-modding

This just means that in our plot, I can (and prefer) to control more than one character. So while my main face claim may be Chan from Stray Kids, I may also play Felix and Seungmin to add a little more substance and character development to the plot.

While I would like for you to also have more than one character, I don’t expect it of you if you’re not comfortable with it.

With regards to NPCs (the barista working at the café they visit, or the random people they meet along the way), either one of us can control them at any time as long as it’s to move the plot along.

Preferred platforms:

Line

Discord

As of right now, I think that's everything. Again, if you're interested, pm me! If you have any questions, also pm me!!

⚜ OC Information ⚜

Age: 25+

Time zone: -5 EST

Work Schedule: Mon-Fri 8-5

Replies may be sporadic throughout the week, with the majority of replies coming in the evening time.

Weekends will bring more replies, unless I have plans with friends/family or I’m on call for work

My face claims are never set. So if you're looking for a specific person, please review the list of face claims I rp and let me know. Otherwise I'll base my face claims on what the plot is.

❣ Preferred Plots, Themes & Genres ❣

Fantasy Au

Omegaverse AU / Wolf Au / ABO Au

Fluff, Romance, Humor

Horror

Dystopian AU

Post-Apocalyptic AU

Academy Au

Boss/Employee AU

College/University AU

Disney Movie AU

Mafia/Gang Au

Magic AU

Pirates AU

Royalty AU

Soulmate AU

Mythology

Tropes:

Arranged Marriage

Class Difference

Exes to Lovers

Fake/Pretend Relationships

First’s (date, kiss, ect.)

Forbidden Love

Male Pregnancy

Polyamory

String of Fate

💫 Face Claims 💫

*There is no specific faceclaim I want at the moment. Most of my face claims will be male. Looking for more Stray Kids plots!!!*** The 🌸 next to the name indicates my preferred face claim from that group.**

EXO

Chanyeol

Baekhyun🌸

Cen

Suho

Sehun

GOT7

Mark🌸

Yugyeom

Nu’est

Minhyun

Ren🌸

Stray Kids

Chan

Hyunjin

Jisung🌸

Seungmin

Minho

Vixx

N🌸

Hongbin

Hyuk

🖋 Writing Samples 🖋

OC Character - Kayden Park

Kayden was overjoyed. He hadn’t thought tulips would grow at this time of the year, but entering the garden he found a wide variety of them, pristine and in full bloom. They were the one flower that Kayden had really hoped would grow because after he read what their meanings were, he knew almost instantly who he wanted to give them to.

Specifically the red tulips.

Some might say he falls too easily and others might say he loves too hard. But in reality, Kayden couldn’t control who he was or how he felt about people. When he found someone he liked, he became attached to them, trying to be as close as possible while nurturing their growing relationship - whatever it might be. Even if that person got on his nerves all the time, or they ended up doing things that very honestly scared him, ending a relationship just wasn’t in Kayden’s vocabulary.

Red tulips symbolize true love, or a soulmate. Kayden had a specific person in mind and while he wouldn’t say it was true love - hell Atreyu could barely stand him in a good - he did think the other was his soulmate. Despite their ups and downs and the multitude of times he was locked out of the dorm and left to fend for himself for the night, Kayden knew that what he had with Atreyu was special - indescribable even.

And while he couldn’t find the words, he knew the flowers would do the best job. So after carefully plucking five of the tulips, he handed back inside and to his room where he had left his roommate. Atreyu had been in one of his moods again, refusing to speak to Kayden, so hopefully the flowers would double as something to cheer him up.

“Atreyu~!” he sang happily as he opened the door, hoping he hadn’t disturbed the other but knowing he probably did. He braced himself to be hit with a pillow or something, even a “go away” in his harsh and icy tone. But when he got no greeting in return, Kayden took a moment to actually look around the room.

It was empty.

And not just in a way that said Atreyu left to go mope somewhere. It was truly empty. The smile on his face slowly fell as he stepped into the room. His bed was made, but it lacked a lived-in feel - as if a maid had come in and just fixed the bed to make it look presentable. The nightstand next to the bed was barren, everything Atreyu had kept there gone.

Kayden didn’t want to jump to conclusions but his mind was already racing. He crossed the space quickly and yanked open the drawers. Barren. Turning, he moved to the closet next and opened it. Nothing. Everything that had belonged to Atreyu was gone.

He was gone.

As Kayden stood there, reality slowly came crashing down as he realized he was alone. No note. No text. No goodbye. He clenched the tulips tightly in his hand before releasing them and letting them drop to the floor.

Stupid.

He had been so stupid and this is what he got.

Silently, Kayden walked over to his bed and sat down on it gingerly, eyes staring blankly ahead.

Alone.

No matter what he did, he was always going to be alone.

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ABO AU - Chan, Jisung, Seungmin, Changbin

Jisung laughed and nodded, pulling back some from the other. “Tonight…supposedly.” He said and shrugged. “But my body has been weird lately, so it may hold off another day. I hope it does cause I wanna be able to spend time with you. It’s been so long.”

Jisung had honestly missed the omega. He hadn’t seen Hyunjin since the night of the attack. The last thing Jisung could recall was rolling on top of Hyunjin to protect him from the blade before calling for help. Chan had told him already that if it weren’t for him, Hyunjin probably would have ended up dying.

So if that meant Jisung suffered from nightmares and a sore side (with a near death experience of his own), then so be it. It was worth it.

He grunted when Felix suddenly tackled them both, hugging them tightly. “Yeah! What Lixie said.” He said and whined. “Felix, my side.” He hissed softly.

Chan watched the three, smiling fondly. He walked over and patted Felix’s head gently. “Come in Lix, be careful with them.” He said gently. “They’re both still healing.”

Seungmin peeked his head out of the kitchen before hiding once more, afraid to face Hyunjin. He felt so guilty still for turning his back on the omega so fast. Things from that had been hectic, chaotic. Feelings were hurt, people were hurt and Seungmin may have chosen the wrong side.

He still fully believed how things were handled was inexcusable and that was mostly on Chan’s part but knowing the other was Hyunjin’s soulmate and seeing first hand what a soulmate bond looked like through Jisung and Minho, Seungmin sort of understood where everyone was coming from. It couldn’t be helped, the attraction.

He wanted to apologize for being such an ass but he was afraid Hyunjin wouldn’t accept it. He didn’t want to cause discourse in the pack because the others seemed so hellbent on getting Hyunjin in the pack and they were happy. He would be happy too, he just wasn’t sure if Hyunjin would be happy around him.

Meanwhile, Changbin made his exit from the kitchen and smiled. “We’ll looky here.” He called. “Chan really did bring us a present.” He teased.

If you have made this far down, thank you so much!!! If you're interested at all in rping, please send me a dm or an ask! I'm looking for long term partners to create beautiful worlds together! 💖

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