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foenixs · 3 years

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Skz reaction to accidentally seeing a sext from one of their members s/o

note: this was inspired by one of @lavenderbexlatte 's posts

includes- sub!Stray Kids, dom!f!reader, strap on, pegging, lingerie, pet names

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Bang Chan

He had only wanted to get back at Felix for the many times he stole his phone when unfortunate timing made a picture of you in a sexy lingerie piece pop up on screen.

Y/N: Don’t forget about me while you’re practicing 😉

He quickly shuts off the phone, handing it back to Felix and apologizing for having taken it. He tries to forget about the photo, watching porn and jerking off in the shower, but your body always comes back on his mind. He cums into his hand, moaning your name, quickly turning the power of the shower hose up to drown out the sounds.

He couldn’t look you in the eye for a month after the incident, worried he would undress you with his eyes.

Felix finally confronts him about his weird behaviour, since he used to be very good friends with you.

“Yeah, she can have that affect on you.”, Felix laughs when Chan admits to what had happened and how the image didn’t want to leave his head, “maybe you should join us sometime so you can see how much more beautiful she is in real life.”

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Minho

Jisung’s phone kept buzzing while Minho was trying to sleep, he tried to call for Sung to turn off his damn phone but to no effect. Getting up to take matters into his own hands, he picks up the phone to see who was texting him at such an early hour.

Noona: *dick pic*

Noona: How about this one?

Opening the quick answer function, he starts to type “you guys are weird…” when a thought comes to his mind. He deletes what he wrote, shutting the phone off like he was planning to, before taking out his own device. He searches for that secret picture he took last week, pressing send in your chat with a smirk across his face.

Minho: How about this one?

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Changbin

Hyunjin was practicing a new choreo and had asked Chang to record him with his phone when a message popped up at the top of the screen. He tried to brush the pop-up window away but accidently opened the message instead.

He was greeted by a video clip of you stroking what looked like a silicone dick, strapped to your body. He was so enthralled by the visual, trying to figure out what you were grabbing onto, that he didn’t notice Hyunjin finishing the dance and walking towards him to take back his phone.

As soon as Hyunjin’s eyes fell upon the screen his face turned beat red, slapping the phone out of his hyung’s hand.

“What is that?”, Changbin’s genuine confusion was too cute, making Hyunjin proud that he seemed to be more mature than his hyung.

“Oh, just my dinner”, he winks.

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Hyunjin

Never in a million years did he expect to see his hyung get fucked.

It was a simple mistake, he had taken the wrong phone home after a concert, but by the time he realised what he had done it was already too late.

He had saved his finger recognition in Minho’s phone before, more as a joke, but now that he had easily opened the phone, looking at the recent messages to see a video of Minho bent over a bed, getting fucked by his girlfriend, the reality hit him like a truck.

There was no way he could explain to Minho what had happened without getting his head chopped off, so he decided to lie.

“I accidentally took your phone instead of mine, but I realised my mistake instantly and came here to give it back to you.”

His arms were shaking as he handed back the phone, making Minho raise an eyebrow but he just quickly ran away, trying to delete the mental image as best as he could. But Minho wasn’t the only one that would remember the ‘Memories of last night’.

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Jisung

Mommy: How’s my Babyboy doing? If you come home for dinner, I’ll let you eat me for dessert.

The messages flickered on the screen, Jeongin’s phone resting on the table during one of their lives. Jisung quickly takes the phone, putting it in the maknaes Hoodie pocket so the viewers wouldn’t get the shock of their life’s.

He couldn’t say he was surprised; he had once walked in on Jeongin masturbating in the shower, moaning out your title. If anything, he was a little jealous.

“You need to be more careful where you place your phone”, was all he said he to Jeongin after the live, trying to suppress a laugh as the maknae’s eyes shot wide open when he saw his recent messages.

“You- did you-…”

“Did I see your girlfriend sexting you? Nah, but you might want to hurry home 😉”

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Felix

He had asked Chan for sex advice before, not wanting to mess up his first time, so he knew that his hyung wasn’t an innocent angel. But what he was greeted with on Chan’s screen when he stole his phone was different from anything they had ever talked about.

The older boy was tied to the bed, his legs pushed to his chest as his girlfriend was gliding a toy into him.

Felix could feel himself getting hard at the mere sight, one hand coming down to his ass to duplicate the feeling his hyung must’ve felt. He kept pressing play on the short video, needing to see it again and again.

He felt disgusted with himself that he was doing something so naughty and all behind his hyung’s back, but he couldn’t help the growing desire to be put in Chan’s place.

After handing back the phone, he patiently waited in the living room until Chan’s girlfriend came over later that day. Counting down in his head he made his way over to Chan’s room, bursting in in hopes of catching them in the middle of the act.

And so, a long night had begun.

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Seungmin

He dropped Changbin’s phone as quickly as he had picked it up, hands shooting up to his face to cover his blushing cheeks.

As Changbin walks back out of the bathroom, drying his hands against his jeans, he notices the curled-up figure that was hiding it’s face in shame.

“Uhm, Is everything okay Seungmin?”

But the younger boy quickly shakes his head, turning so it looked like he was getting swallowed by the couch.

A loud sigh makes Seungmin shiver in fear.

“Did you steal my phone again?”

Changbin had seen the seductive picture you had sent, putting together the puzzle’s pieces on why his usually chipper bandmate suddenly felt shy in front of him.

“At least you learned your lesson…” and with that he turned and left the room.

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Jeongin

Jealousy was the only thing that tainted his mind as your messages popped up on Seungmin’s screen. He had stolen the older boy’s phone to set a quirky selfie of himself as the background, when curiosity made him the messenger app.

Just a quick look, was what he had promised himself, but your seductive messages glued his eyes to the screen, unable to finish his original task.

Y/N: Is you tail still in place? You must’ve been blushing so hard during practice, having the tiny toy stretch you out in front of your unsuspecting bandmates.

Staring at Seungmin’s ass for the rest of the day his mouth was watering with drool, why couldn’t he be someone’s good puppy?!

Y/N: Be a good puppy and send me a picture of your pretty tail.

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sparklingchan · 3 years

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Taste of Spring || Han Jisung (Stray Kids)

Pairing : Reader (fem.) x Han.

Word count : 2.4k+

Warnings : Cuss words, slight mentions of heartbreak, not proof read. .

Genre : Fluff, slight angst , best friends to lovers AU.

Description : For Jisung, the world is either black or white - friendship or love. You happen to find yourself stuck in the grey.

A/N: Haven’t written an skz drabble in a while so yeah, here it is(whatever this is lol) and I’ve had this in my drafts for a whole month now. Damn. Sorry, Jisung.

I hope y’all like it <3

Enjoy!

You had not seen your best friend in what felt like ages when in reality it had only been two weeks or so. But you often find yourself missing him at odd hours ,at the most random moments these days.

"I'll be back before dinner. Take care of my cat. Please." You call out to your sister who sits on the couch , sipping some cucumber induced water that apparently burns calories, and watching a very brutal, violent TV show that you wouldn't even want to ask her about.

"Say hi to Jisung for me." she replies with a quirk of an eyebrow, her lips curving into a sly grin. You roll your eyes but the heat has already tinted your cheeks and ears red by the time you exit your house and are walking down the street towards Han Jisung's abode.

As you continue on the road, you feel the taste of an incoming Spring in the air, sweet and full of love. You didn't know why or how or even if it were at all possible in the first place, but you could feel spring knocking on the door ,waiting to be welcomed in.

An old couple walks past you, hand in hand and eyes focused on each other and you inevitably catch yourself thinking about Jisung for some reason. You've both made a lot of fond memories during your spring breaks - you were both inseparable back then.

Even now you are inseparable but things are different.

He was your best friend and nothing more ,yet you find yourself questioning your true feelings towards the boy these days more often than not ,all whilst wondering when you had crossed over the line of wanting to be friends to something more.

"Oh,y/n! Come on in ,honey." Jisung's mother has been nothing but sweet to you throughout all 18 years of your life and you honestly blamed her for making you want to visit their place more often.

But then again, maybe it's not really the mother's hospitality that pulled you in, maybe it is her son's tooth decaying sweetness that brings out the deepest desires from your heart.

You walk into their house , a sense of familiarity washes over you just how it does whenever you walk into your own house too.

"He's in his room ,as usual. Go on. I'll send some snacks in for you." She adds, patting you softly on the shoulder.

Jisung's room is almost always a mess and sometimes one might even find the boy leaving a trail of garbage everywhere he goes, so you aren't surprised when you find a few crumpled piece of paper lying just outside his door. Clumsy little Han.

"Ji-" your words are cut short when you hear his voice from inside , as loud as ever, probably speaking to one of his friends who he also lovingly refers to as his babies(he sometimes calls you baby too ; on purpose or by accident, who knows?) But he seems very into the conversation right now - almost serious which you find rather unlikely for Han Jisung who has very proudly nicknamed himself as Comedian Han since eight grade.

It's the semester break and spring is around the corner - two things Jisung loves the most in the world so there should be no apparent reason for him to be having this deep of a conversation, especially early in the morning. However as his voice grows louder and more frustrated , you cannot help but wonder if there is actually something seriously troubling him.

Curious , you peek into the room through the small crack of the door.

"I know I'm being a coward Changbin but I can't do that to her. She's all I have ,man." he speaks into the phone , leaning down on his rotatory chair.

You freeze in your spot,your heartbeat resonating from every inch of your body. Who's he talking about?

"What? Are you out of your mind? I cannot tell her what I feel. That's the whole point of this damn phone call ,you fucker!" he yells.

You focus harder on their voices , trying to make out the gibberish Changbin replies with from the other end of the call.

Your body aches from standing so soundlessly, leaning half against the wall and half against the wooden door but you tell yourself to bear it for a little longer.

"No. No way. I can't. I can't do this to y/n!" Jisung hisses into the phone and then with a big pop, your bubble bursts -a bubble that you'd been building since you both were kids , designed carefully with dreams and hopes of a happy ever after with the boy in front of you. But you were weaving these dreams out of nothing but thin air. There never was anything to begin with and you always knew that.

Of course he has another girl in his life. He doesn't owe anything to you. You have no right to feel these strong emotions of jealousy and anger. You are just friends, right?

But imagining him with another woman was a poison you didn't put too much thought into until this very moment. You should have been prepared, really.

All hopes have left your side.

You turn around and walk out the same way that you came in , ignoring his mother's questions and concerned gaze.

You want to be alone right now. Alone and away from everything that ever connected you with Han fucking Jisung.

***

He is a peculiar man, your best friend , loud yet calm , talented yet humble,his songs make more sense than his words ever could - but he intrigues you so much. It would take you a lot of time to figure Han Jisung out and you had only hoped to solve this puzzle before.. well , before he chooses to hold someone else's hand in the walk of life while you just watch from a far.

And now, you've finally run out of that borrowed time. Without even finishing half of the puzzle . The last tick of your time together has tocked.

That night, as you let the arms of grief and heartbreak pull you in , your cat(also called Snowflake) cuddles right beside you, staring at you as if it understood you.

Maybe it did. Because even you couldn't understand yourself anymore.

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"Y/n, wake the fuck up! Come on,open the door." Your sister bangs on your door while simultaneously throwing words at you that were extremely inappropriate for an early morning conversation.

Annoying bitch. She's never cared to wake you up in the morning all your lives. Why is she changing her ways now?

You groan into your pillow, "Go away! I'll be out when I want to."

Your eyes barely find enough strength to keep themselves open. Your body aches and the bedsheet creases on your skin show evidence of a very good night's sleep in contrary to the misery you were subjected to just a few hours before that.

A heavy heart induces a good sleep , you conclude.

"I literally do not care about what you want ,y/n!" She yells against,her fist pounding against the door with more force now than from a while ago,"Come out. Right this instant."

Snowflake - who was chilling on the floor, playing with her toys - jumps on the bed ,pressing her fluffy body against your chest ,eyes glazed with fear.

"Fine. Fine. Can you stop yelling? You're scaring my baby." You reply, taking Snowflake into your arms as you run a soothing hand through her white fur.

Forcing yourself out of bed , you waddle towards the door.

"What do you want?" You unlock the door and with hooded eyes , yell at your sister, "Can you not be so fucking annoying this early in the morning?!"

Instant regret is what you feel the moment your sister steps aside, and you see the blurry figure of Han Jisung in front of your bedroom door.

Pure terror seizes you ,as your brain loses all its ability to form any response in that moment, “Hi, y/n. Can we please talk?" Jisung says, his mouth twisted into a sad smile and his puffy eyes looking at the floor.

Has he been crying?

He wears his favorite black hoodie and a pair of grey track pants along with his SpongeBob flip flops. The bird nest on his head looks even more disheveled today, even so you find your heart beat fasten seeing this domestic look on him.

No matter what, Han Jisung is pretty.

Really pretty.

And if you were given a coin everytime you acknowledged it, you'd be a millionaire by now.

"Aw, Jisung honey, don't ask. Just walk into her room. I'm sure she's glad to see you too." Your sister replies in your stead ,sending glares towards you as if to say 'You better listen to him.'

And you're too shocked to react when he politely brushes past you and walks inside your room, settling himself at the edge of the bed. You make sure to shove a middle finger up in front of your sister's face before following suit .

Jisung's enquiries start the moment you step inside.

"I was so worried, y/n. You left my house without saying anything to anyone. Your phone was off. I wanted to come here but mom said you looked upset and that I should wait until the morning. " he sucks in a deep breath , "Y/n, baby, what the fuck happened?"

There's that word again. That damn word which has the ability to set your whole body on fire even on a cold morning like this one.

You hate the affect he has on you. You hate the affect his words have on you.

"Nothing." You mumble.

Snowflake wiggles out of your arms, and towards him.

Betrayer.

"Don't even lie to me. I am not that stupid." Jisung argues as Snowflake settles in his lap, "Y/n, have I not made it clear that I will be here for you, no matter what?"

You want to laugh. He really thinks you trust him so much that you'd tell him everything going on with you.

He's delusional - you can't possibly tell the boy you are in love with that he is the boy you are in love with. It's completely mental.

"I'm not in the mood for this conversation right now. Go home, Sungie." You say , sitting down on the bed, as far away from his warm body as possible.

Jisung sighs, "Not happening. You can call the police for all I care but I'm not moving my ass before you tell me what happened."

Snowflake snuggles into his tummy, Jisung's fingers giving her soft belly and ear rubs.

So this is what your life has come down to - you are jealous of your cat who is getting more affection from your best friend slash crush (who is interested in someone else) than you ever did. Brilliant.

"I fucking love you , you dumb fuck. Why do you never notice! "

Jisung's lips widen into a smile. Of course Jisung knew. He has always known. Only a blind person would not notice your not very subtle efforts to win his heart and make him fall for you. Maybe it was you who was a dumb fuck because you never figured out how much Jisung loves you too even after being best friends for so long.

"You hear that, Snowflake? You heard what mommy said? She said she loves me! " Jisung's eye's glint with happiness as he picks up Snowflake, peppering her with smooches, "Your mommy loves me!"

You stare at him , confused beyond anything.

Jisung turns to you, his big signature grin fixated on his lips , " Is that why you ran away yesterday? Because God decided to punch you with the realization that you are in love with me?"

You scoff, "No, I left because you and Seo Changbin were talking about the other girl who you referred to as 'all you have '. I didn't want to know what else you refer to her as."

Jisung laughs , his shoulders vibrating with the action and his hands finding their way towards yours(Ha! How's that Snowflake!)

"You said that you heard me talk about some other girl so you must have heard some name too ,right?" He questions you , his fingers clutching your hand as if he were afraid of you running off again.

"Yeah, of course I did!" you clap back , "I heard the name - " Your heart drops as the crystal clear memory from yesterday flashes into your mind.

Jisung raises an eyebrow, a mischievous grin adorning his face, "Yes? What's that?"

Oh.

"You had said my name." you whisper.

You divert your gaze from him and focus on your clasped hands and how perfect they look together - like the sole purpose of their creation was to hold each other.

Jisung shifts closer to you , your mattress dipping under his weight.

"Yes. I said your name." He tucks a few strands of hair behind your ears , "I said that I couldn't lose you because you're all that I have. And I didn't want my romantic feelings toward you to change anything between us."

Your breath gets stuck in your throat when he leans toward your face.

"So y/n, Will you please stop assuming things and be my girlfriend ?" Jisung asks.

You free your hand from his and slide them around his torso, hugging him.

"Yes, yes." you whisper, "A thousand times yes."

He engulfs you in the warmest hug possible, his hand rubbing your side comfortingly while he whispers sweet nothings into your ears.

"Sungie look, its a butterfly." You break away from the hug momentarily to point at the yellow and blue winged butterfly that settles down on top of Snowflake 's head.

Snowflake snarls at it , trying to chase it away with her paws while you and Jisung giggle. With arms secured around the other.

"Spring is on its way, isn't it?" He asks you ,"You know what it means?"

"More green vegetables?"

"Shut up ,y/n, you're so unromantic!"

You guys giggle a little more.

"No, but seriously ,what does it mean?" you ask , looking up at him from his chest.

Jisung presses a sweet, heartwarming kiss to your head , "New beginnings. Blossoming of New things."

Hs stares at you like he's trying to say something to you without using words and you like to be believe that you are able to get what he wants to say ; it's a new beginning for you guys.

Because you've finally crossed over this border line of friendship and stepped into the zone of no return, exiting the grey area you disliked so much.

And you know every second of it will be beautiful.

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huenjin · 3 years

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2020 year end greetings.

disclaimer: this is going to be very long ( ˶ ❛ ꁞ ❛ ˶ ), but that's how much gratitude i have and so much more of love.

2020. ah, this year was a very emotional journey for me and how i wish i could sing jessi's gucci all throughout. however, that was not the case. tumblr helped me run away from all those irl miseries. these people made me feel at home.

this skz writing blog has been existing from the last few days of september and it came to life when i was losing motivation to write on my main (which i closed down because stray kids made me like writing back again) and it's stayed since then. you guys have stayed since then. grateful, a one hundred times and more.

so, this is rue, getting sappy and so much more thankful for everything i have and recieved with this blog. this is rue, asking you to accompany me for a little more and to listen to the stories i have to share. the is rue with heart full of nothing but love for each one of you.

to each one of my mutuals, for whom i pray to the stars to shower you with nothing but fortune —

@sinisterlyhan ♡ eiko, best thing i ever did was hit you up. how are you always so calm? or at least that's the tone i have in my head when i read your texts. it's so pleasant to talk to you. ily. and let me get started on your writing — you've heard this from me like every day but ma'am, you make magic. you lace stars together to form such a beautiful constellation of a writing and i fall in love a little more. thank you for inspiring me to always do better!

the hyunsung demon!au (whew!) — 01. 02. 03.

this hyunjin bad boy!au

@mochinnie ♡ isa, how i wish you handled yourself with a little more care. you're so fragile and delicate and i just want to protect you ?? so much ??? you're precious and one of the most beautiful people i have met. your characterisation is just perfect and god, i wish i could once write headcanons like you do. thank you for being my friend and for fangirling to me and for loving me. it means the world. psst, ily.

this seungmin fic

querencia | hh

@sparklemin ♡ nara!!!! big brain nara! god i love how your asks make my whole day and how you bring up different minho agendas in my head. you have my whole heart and i'm in love with you bye

girlfriend | bcn

hidden confession | bcn

@bearseungmin ♡ dawnie babie thank you for being such an enthusiast all the time while talking. you're so cheerful and happy and thank you for being this nice <33

beat it to the door | bcn

could listen to you read the dictionary | lfl

@chogiout ♡ yah, kira! sometimes i want to whack the back of your head like i whack my sister's, okay? it's the same kinda sibling love with you. fuck, not ever going to let you leave me. after all, my parents taught me to take responsibility of the stuff i rid innocence of. (lmao, sorry, bitch ily!!)

memoir | jyh

this youth of craziness | csn

@mikoto-ica-fics ♡ mi, bb! thank you for being so supportive. istg, if it weren't for you reblogging that one fic of mine, my fics would have never seen light to this day. it's easy to get lost in the tags hehe. and then i happen to text you and omg, aren't you the nicest ever? i love your story ideas, the way you write, the way you interact with people and thank you for talking to me. you make me want to be better.

entangled | lmh, hjs

power grab | hjs

@toffee-hwa ♡ ana! anaaaa~ you're so enthusiastic and supportive and fuck, i looooove ranting and fangirling to you! and the minute i know you're watching the same kdrama as i am, i just go like wheeeeeee— HAN SEOJUN!!! lmao, but thank you so much for talking to me, for listening and for caring! my romanian queen, you pretty human, you're the best!

yet, pt.i

yet, pt.ii

@chandisiacs ♡ yah, pav! must i drag you back to tumblr from twt? must i? i miss you. i really do and i can't wait to have your arse back here. thank you for being such a lively person to talk and hang out with, eee! and not at how you succeeded nano! inspirational! thank you x

thread of all your legendary aus

starboy | bcn

@unsaidhj ♡ you're so soft. and god i love you? and your aesthetics. it's a thing, ma'am. i existed to see your aesthetics lmao. and then i text you and you're so kind omg. i could never hate you so please, ma'am, stop telling me that in panic? huihui, ily and i hope you stay healthy. place yourself first, bb.

knife under my pillow | hhj

scammer, scammed | bcn

@sleepylixie ♡ yo, neighbor! you reminded me how small the world can actual get! love love talking to you about irl stuff because you can understand how messed up it is! and you're so kind, ah!!

in umbra

passion's abyss | lmh

@dreamyhan ♡ one of the few people i see on my dash and go like — hazeeeeeeeeel! you're just so nice, god. like if cotton candy was a person, it would be you, alright? and then there's your writing ability that skyrocket off the roofs because it is that good. thank you for being so supportive and nice to me! x

next time | bcn

in his arms | hjs

@itsapapisongo ♡ boy, my main man, javi!! your work was once my most favorite thing to listen to. loved how the mall worked and everything. and then there's how supportive you are like omg. if only i could explain the courage you give me. it's infinite. you make me feel infinite. also, #hardhours, right?

george of the jungle

swimming fool

@kabira ♡ typing the url down was even more romantic, manx. don't ever change this. love how strong and bold you are. love your opinions and love your writings even more. you're one of those few people who write like they mean every word from their heartstrings. thank you for providing us with stories to tell for eons. x (psst, ily so much!)

backstreet driving | hhj (that's the first skz fic i read because it was from you and not because it was skz and aren't i glad?)

sic semper tyrannis | lty

@dalknow ♡ the only other person on tumblr that i text religiously on discord. i love talking to you, bb. love getting personal with you. love how i can share absolutely anything. thank you for trusting me. thank you for listening to me. thank you for loving me. can't wait for you to put your stories back up on this acc. you're undefeatable and i know you'll have that known.

to each one of my anons, for whom i pray that you stay safe and healthy and most importantly, happy —

🧸 :: put you on the anon list because in my head you are that anon — my very first one and the one that lit up my whole world. it's kind of a very proud moment when someone wants to talk to you. you made me feel that. you made feel loved. and to see how well your blog is doing now, god, i feel like a proud mother.

🐠 :: my greek princess. the fact that i learnt more about breads from you than from my school makes me laugh hehe. you really did light up my world with every ask you sent me and had me unknowingly hope that you are happy in every minute. and now that i know who you are, i'm even more content because you're a mutual too now!

🍧 :: god, you have a special place in my heart, ice cream anon! maybe because you liked me more than my fic and followed me here even though you were an anon from my bts blog. fuck, if that didn't make my heart flutter, nothing ever will! (hush, your relationship is something i am still rooting for!!)

🦊 |🌹| 🥀 | 🛸 :: the way you guys keep checks if i'm staying hydrated and healthy. i am. and even when i wasn't, your asks made me go drink a cup of water ha! thank you for loving me x

tiktok anon :: ♡♡♡♡♡♡ yes idk what else to say to you but that i would give you a piece of my heart. your tiktok asks make my whole day. it's something i look forward too! thank you for always making my day!

and to my other anons, tagged or untagged :: thank you for sending me an ask. every single one, either telling me to stay happy or hydrated, or that my fic was great or that you're feeling extra horny that day (we've all been there!) i appreciate it and thank you for making me smile! x

to all the mutuals that i admire, look upto and wish we talked waaaay more, let's do it soon please! and to some mutuals that i just miss talking to! —

@nightshade-minho (ily! x nicest bean ever!!) :: @satanssmuts :: @lovebini :: @seraplantery :: @xiaojunssmile :: @chan-skz :: @chanluster :: @decembermoonskz :: @bangtantaegi (queen!!) :: @yunhozone (i miss you!!) :: @inkigayeo :: @vocalyunho

i hope each one of you stay happy, content and loved. my memory is pea sized and so i do pray that i haven't forgotten any! thank you for being my mutuals, for sharing laughter and talks with me for these months i've been here! i’m sorry if i missed anyone, but i seriously do appreciate everyone that i’ve ever talked to on here though! i hope to see you all next year and let's be happy together !!

with much love, x rue!

#thank you 2020 #boost!#rue gets sappy yes!!#.txt

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jaehyunicecream · 4 years

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𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 // 𝘭𝘦𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘹

pairing: lee felix (skz) x reader

words: 1′5k

genre: fluff

the first day of august, your summer break was becoming shorter and shorter and before you know it you’ll be a freshman in university.

your high school experience wasn’t the best but it also wasn’t that bad either. you have an amazing group of friends who you used to hang out almost every single day after school to study and do homework with, you got good grades for the most part and no annoying stereotypical high school students messed with you during your senior year so there wasn’t much to complain about. it used to be different in the past, that is, until you met the one and only lee felix who has made your life easier and much more exciting.

if it wasn’t for felix you wouldn’t be as happy as you are right now but don’t tell him that because if you do, you’ll get a “i didn’t do anything, i only gave you a little push, the rest you did all by yourself!” from him, not taking any credit for helping you as much as he has.

your friend group consists of felix’s close guy friends and your girl best friend, hyunjin’s sister, yeji. you would have gone crazy already if you didn’t have her. being by yourself with so many chaotic boys surrounding you wouldn’t have been an easy experience.

today felix texted you saying that he had a surprise announcement for you. now, whenever felix says he has a “surprise” it can go very well or extremely bad. last time he said he had a surprised he made chocolate chip cookies for all of you, with chan’s help, but the time before that he almost burnt the kitchen making pancakes with seungmin. so you were expecting pretty much anything at this point.

it wasn’t until you heard your doorbell ring that you stopped scrolling through you phone, waiting for a special someone to arrive. this was almost your daily routine. either he would go to your apartment, which you shared with yeji, or you would visit him at the dorm, which he shared with the rest of the other 7 boys. if the two of you weren’t hanging out alone then you’d probably be with the whole group. it was very rare seeing you two being separated. the rest of your friends would constantly say that it was some type of unspoken rule you two had but, in reality, you were always together because you enjoyed each other’s company. of course, you’d sometimes go out with just one member or just not with felix but whenever that would happen you’d also text him throughout the day. he made you happy. you made him happy. everything was as simple as that. two friends who cared for one another and loved spending time together.

just two friends.

friends.

it was a simple word.

7 letters.

you didn’t know the meaning of a friendship before meeting felix. you never really had much drama with your past friends, but, as i said, they were past friends, meaning they weren’t your friends anymore. many times you felt like it was your fault that those friendships didn’t last. it wasn’t your fault though. you would always question why you’d be the one texting first every time, why you’d always make plans, why you’d always ask how they were doing and if they needed help with something, and why they’d never do the same. you felt alone while being surrounded by a bunch of individuals. that didn’t mean they were bad people. it just meant that they weren’t the right people for you to be with. you always gave your 100% and they appreciated it but never did their part so after a while you started to isolate yourself more and more. you weren’t completely alone but as time kept passing by you realized you kept spending every afternoon at home playing video games, watching a movie, reading, painting or listening to music all alone in your bedroom.

then you met him.

him, who cam to talk to you in the cafeteria because he saw you eating at the corner of the table not participating in your friend’s conversation. him who introduced you to his friends 2 minutes after learning your name. him who got excited and almost cried the time you said he was like a ray of sunshine in everyone’s lives. your sunshine. him who invited you to prom because he thought it’d be cool to dance a slow song together since the both of you would usually just do random dance-moves that required way too much energy.

that was felix.

your felix.

“y/n, are you there?” “yeah, sorry” you realized you were daydreaming, reminiscing old memories with a big smile on your face as you remembered felix getting shy when you said he looked like a fairy with his freckles. you loved his freckles more than anything in this world. well, maybe it was the second thing you loved most in this world.

“today i’m telling you the surprise announcement” he said with his chest puffed and a proud expression present on his face.

“may i know what it is then?”

“i’ll tell you when the time is right”

“lix, you’ve had me curious all morning tell me what it is” you whined like a toddler although deep-down you knew it wasn’t going to work on him. it may work on chan and changbin, but not on felix.

“you’ll have to wait and see hehe” yes, he did have a smirk on his face as he said this.

after you had decided which movie to watch it was now time to relax for approximately 2 hours next to felix on your couch. you weren’t paying attention to the movie though. a thought kept running through your mind. “should i just say it? he wouldn’t get mad would he? i don’t think he would… we’ve known each other for a long time i don’t think he’s gonna be surprised. it’s pretty obvious at this point” you were thinking of every possible reaction he could have to your own announcement when you felt a warm hand touching your cheek.

“you okay there?” he asked you.

“yeah, why?”

“i don’t know you just looked like you were deep in thought and i wanted to check up on you”

“lee felix always being such a gentleman” he smiled at this, a soft giggle leaving his mouth.

“you remember the surprise thing i told you about, right?”

“you mean the one you didn’t want to tell me about?”

“yeah yeah that one.. well…” his eyes were now looking directly at yours. a few seconds passed, you stayed in that same position, just looking into each other’s eyes. that’s when he took a deep breath and said it.

“y/n i like you”

“felix wha-”

“i’ve liked you since the first day i talked to you on that cafeteria and maybe i didn’t know at the time how attracted to you i was but i understand it now… b-but i don’t want you to feel pressured okay i just really needed to say it because all i know is that i want to spend the rest of my life by your side as your friend or as your lover, it honestly doesn’t matter to me as long as i’m next to you”

as the seconds passed, every thought you had before was now vanishing. “is he serious? i- i mean he probably is since he’s waiting for me to say something but..” you had always thought of this happening one day. all of your friends talked about you two getting together eventually but you didn’t know it would actually happen. you had him in front of you confessing his feelings. him, the boy whose smile made your day 10 times better, the boy who was always there for you whenever you needed a shoulder to cry on, the boy who came to you every time he wasn’t feeling well so you could make him feel happy again. lee felix.

your lee felix.

“why not both?” “w-what?”

“why can’t you be my friend and my lover? i want you to be both” there it was, that beautiful smile of his.

“are you serious? please don’t play with me you know i’m very sensitive to these type of thin-…” you pressed your lips to his. an action you’ve been waiting a year to do. such a simple thing but that for some reason took a lot courage. courage you didn’t have until he confessed his feelings for you. the kiss was slow and soft, your lips barely touching but every single emotion could be felt in that one kiss. so many days, weeks, even months thinking about how it would feel to be in his arms as he kissed you.

“took us long enough” he said after you broke the kiss, placing your forehead to his.

“yeah... so, lee felix…”

“yes?”

“are you going to tell me the announcement?”

“oh shut up”

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Back For Her | HJS

genre: angst, slight fluff, dad!jisung

members: han jisung x reader, brother!yang jeongin, bang chan, seo changbin, hwang hyunjin, lee felix, kim seungmin, lee minho

warnings: mafia!skz, gun use, swearing, pregnant!reader

15th March [19:32]

“jisung, i’m serious,” you sighed.

“and so am i,” jisung said, “look, i’m sorry.”

“you told me you’d be home!”

“y/n, this is big. you have to understand where i’m coming from, huh? the government. our government, is actually a bunch of crooks,” jisung spat, disgusted at the memory of jungle city mafia running the government, “you can’t even imagine how much danger the entire country– no, the entire world will be in if we don’t do this.”

“but, what about jiwoong?” you said, tears filling your eyes.

“he’ll be in danger, y/n, we all will if i don’t go and do this,” jisung whispered, crouching in front of you, taking your hands in his.

“why do you have to go?” you asked, letting the tears fall from your eyes.

“i’m front line assassin, you know that,” jisung sighed, “why is this so different to anything else i’ve done?! jiwoong’s almost four now! he knows i go away on business for a while!”

“jisung,” you said, taking a shaky breath as you took jisung’s hand and laid it on your stomach, “i’m pregnant. your second child is inside of me and i don’t know what to do if you and my brother both go to destroy the government!”

jisung let out a breath he didn’t even realise he was holding, “serious?”

you sighed, reaching into your bedside table and pulling out the pregnancy tests you’d taken only two days prior, “serious.”

jisung’s eyes filled with tears as he pulled you into a hug, “i’ll be safe.”

“you’re still going?!”

“i have to!” jisung yelled, before sighing into your shoulder, “how far along are you?”

“2 and a half months. 10 weeks,” you sighed, sitting back on the bed, placing your head in your hands, your elbows resting on your knees, “i went to the doctor a couple days ago.”

“no, daddy!” jiwoong yelled, running in the room, “mummy’s sad now!”

“i’m sorry, woong,” jisung pouted, taking his son into his arms, “i’m sorry. everything’s fine, okay? me and mummy are just thinking about something.”

“are you going away?” jiwoong asked, pulling away so he could look at his dad.

jisung sighed, looking up at you.

“yeah,” you nodded, wiping your tears away and joining them on the floor, “daddy’s going to be going away for a while. he has something very important to do.”

jisung nodded, “so you’ve got to take care of mummy, and your new baby sibling, okay?”

“baby sibling?!” jiwoong exclaimed.

jiwoong nodded excitedly, “i want a brother!”

“hmm, we’ll have to see,” you chuckled, “come on. why are you out of bed, huh? let’s put you back where you belong.”

jiwoong laughed as you carried him out the room, his body flailing around in your arms.

jisung stood up and followed the two of you to his nursery, standing in the doorway and watching as you read your son a bedtime story.

he was gonna go. that was for sure. he had to. for you, jiwoong and baby junior.

28th March [15:02]

“just please promise me you’ll be safe,” you said, holding jisung close, one hand on the back of his head, one of the small of his back.

he took a deep breath, his arms wrapped around your waist, “i promise. i’ll come home and i’ll be the best father for these two, okay?”

you nodded, finally pulling away and holding jisung’s face for a second, giving him another kiss before finally letting go.

“he’ll be fine, y/n,” jeongin said, “we’ll all be.”

“i know you will,” you sighed, pulling him into a hug, “i just get slightly worried knowing my twin brother, my husband and all their friends are a mafia group.”

jeongin laughed, “you make it sound like we’re a regular mafia group.”

you rolled your eyes, pushing him away with a laugh just in time to see jiwoong handing his dad a small toy frog he owned, and quite frankly, treasured.

jisung swallowed a lump in his throat, looking at the plastic frog, “are you sure, bud? i might be gone for a while.”

jiwoong nodded, “uncle chan told me that it’s magic! and you need luck. magic luck.”

jisung smiled, pulling his son into one last hug, “thank you, woong. i’ll return him safely, okay?”

jiwoong nodded, watching his dad stand up and smile at you one last time.

“we ready?” chan asked, “bye jiwoong!”

jiwoong ran over to you, clinging onto your leg as he waved goodbye to his dad and seven uncles.

“you alright, jiwoong-ah?” you asked, crouching down to look your son in the eye as he nodded, “you were very grown up for giving daddy your frog.”

“he needs it,” jiwoong nodded wisely, “can we play outside now?”

you chuckled, “of course, come on.”

30th March [18:22]

“isn’t this a bit obvious, chan?” changbin inquired, looking down at the city out the window that took up the entire wall of the bedroom.

“nope, cause they have no idea who we are,” chan sighed, laying out various styles of clothes on the bed, as well as hair dye and scissors.

“oh god,” jisung said, shaking his head.

“desperate times, desperate measures,” chan shrugged.

“yes! now it feels like i’m an undercover spy!” felix exclaimed.

“you’re in the mafia,” minho said, an undoubtably judging tone in his voice.

“i bagsy red,” jeongin said, grabbing the dye before anyone could stop him.

“is brown different enough?” jisung asked, grabbing the ends of his black hair.

“it doesn’t matter, as long as we all slightly change, it’ll throw them off,” chan said, grabbing the bleach, “they’re not very smart.”

“you have a razor?” changbin asked, shrugging, “always wanted an undercut.”

chan chuckled, “crazy bastard. in there.”

“oh god, please don’t do it yourself,” hyunjin sighed, following after changbin into the room where chan just pointed.

jisung sighed, sitting down on the bed nearest the window as the rest of the boys dispersed out, apart from jeongin and chan.

“how do you think red’ll look?” jeongin asked, looking at his brother-in-law.

jisung chuckled, “it’ll be fine. it’s only temporary anyway.”

jeongin squinted his eyes to the box, “hmm, don’t know about that.”

jisung laughed half-heartedly, shoving his hands in his pockets and smiling as he felt jiwoong’s frog.

“you alright?” jeongin asked, looking at jisung with innocent eyes.

“he has a family! he’s soft now!” hyunjin exclaimed.

“fuck off, hwang!” jisung exclaimed, “truthfully...”

“what?” chan asked, peering up at jisung, “if y/n didn’t want you to come, don’t feel guilty.”

“but i do!” jisung exclaimed, “fuck it. she’s pregnant. again. but i just– shit! i’m just so fucking worried that something’s gonna go wrong and i– i’m never gonna even see my second child.”

jeongin’s eyes widened, “she’s pregnant?!”

jisung nodded, “she told me a couple days before we left. jiwoong knows as well, so i told him to take care of them, but... shit.”

“it’s okay, sung,” chan said, “we’ll destroy these bastards and we’ll be home in time for some of y/n’s pregnancy and for sure, the birth of your second child. i promise.”

jisung nodded, “thank you, chan.”

7th April [08:33]

“we go in, we get buddy-buddy. do not try and get any information, just try and get friends,” chan said, “we don’t want anyone suspecting us.”

the boys all nodded, chan giving them one final nod as they all entered the breakfast hall.

“mr. park? oh how great it is to finally be in your presence! nice to meet you, i’m jihoon,” jisung said, “kang jihoon?”

“of course! mr. kang, how are you doing?” park yidam greeted jisung, inviting him to pull up a chair next to him, “i’d say we have a lot of introducing to do.”

“too right we do,” jisung said with a friendly laugh, one hand on mr. park’s back, one holding jiwoong’s frog as tightly as he could.

“uncle chan told me that it’s magic! and you need luck. magic luck.”

jiwoong’s voice rang in his head.

god, please, please be magic luck. please.

28th April [16:38]

“we’ve been successful so far, but we need a moment, we need a time that we can really pounce on them, alright?” chan explained, “from talking to mr. moon, i’ve discovered that they’re having a grand press conference august 5th. that will be our time.”

the boys all nodded as jisung furrowed his eyebrows. august?

“10 weeks. i went to the doctor a couple days ago.”

“august?!” jisung exclaimed.

chan nodded, “august 5th. we’ll take them down and we’ll go back. home by august 7th.”

“chan, do you understand? by august 7th my wife’s gonna be eight months pregnant, taking care of a fucking four-year-old,” jisung spat, “i’m gonna miss my son’s fourth birthday, i’m gonna miss most of my wife’s pregnancy. this baby isn’t even gonna know who their dad is! do you know how much i’m missing right now?! i can’t stay here till august!”

“jisung, that’s the choice you made.”

jisung felt anger pierce his veins. chan was lovely, he really was. he was good at talking, he was nice to people, he was good with kids, but the one thing he wasn’t good at was making long lasting connections with people. not unless he’d seen you at your worst and raised you up to your best.

“i can’t be here right now,” jisung sighed, leaving the long meeting table and storming out the room.

“what do you want me to say, jisung?” chan asked, storming to the door.

“god, i don’t want you!” jisung yelled, “i just want my fucking family! that’s all i want! i want to kiss my wife and sing my son to sleep! i want to watch my baby grow! and i don’t care if all of you lonely dickwads think i’ve become soft! maybe i have! maybe you should try it!”

“jisung, just go,” chan sighed, “i’ll call when dinner’s ready.”

jisung turned away, feeling tears prick at his eyes as he stormed up the stairs. how he longed to hold you in his arms.

he wanted you.

he wanted jiwoong.

he wanted to sleep with you on one arm, jiwoong nestled in between the two of you, peacefully.

1st May [19:13]

“i’ve decided we can’t do this alone,” chan sighed, “seungmin, you keep researching and make sure the city jungle mafia have absolutely nothing to do with nct.”

“nct?” jisung asked, “are you sure?”

“this is what we need,” chan sighed, “we need as many men as possible and who else when you need numbers?”

changbin nodded thoughtfully, “i could call wooyoung if you wanted atz in on it too?”

chan smiled, “i like your thinking. guys, rest time now, sleep well so we can keep making connections tomorrow.”

“hey, chan?” jisung called, catching his leader’s arm as he went to walk out the room, “i– i made up my mind. i’ll stay till august. i mean, i know you think that was my only option but truthfull—”

“don’t be stupid, ji,” chan sighed, “i know that wasn’t your only option. i literally cannot even begin to imagine how hard it is on you right now. but, when we get back in august, you’ll have a baby that is basically here and your family will be safe. i can promise you that.”

jisung smiled, “thanks, hyung.”

“now go and rest, kang jihoon-ah,” chan chuckled.

21st May [09:12]

“daddy! daddy! dad—”

jiwoong stopped in his tracks, looking at the half empty bed in his parents’ room and sighing. he walked over, his bunny hanging from his hand as he pulled himself onto the bed.

“jiwoong, ah,” you smiled, waking up as you felt his cold hands and feet touch your back.

you rolled over, pulling him into your chest, “our jiwoong-ie is four! you’re so grown up! i remember when you were in my tummy like junior!”

jiwoong giggled slightly, but it ended in a sigh and you frowned.

“what’s wrong, baby? you can’t be sad on your birthday!” you exclaimed.

“i made a birthday wish,” jiwoong pouted, “b-but it didn’t come true.”

you furrowed your eyebrows, “what was it woong? maybe we could make it come true.”

“i wished for daddy.”

you took a shaky breath, watching as jiwoong started to cry for his dad’s absence. you sighed, sitting up and pulling him into your lap.

“it’s okay, i know,” you cooed, “i know, jiwoong-ah. if i could wish for anything, i’d wish for daddy as well.”

jiwoong screamed and cried and cried, wrapping his thin arms around your neck and burying his head in your neck.

“daddy’s doing something really important, okay?” you sighed, “he’ll be home soon. i promise, he really will.”

19th June [23:00]

“mr. park! what a delight to see you here!” jisung exclaimed, already one glass of wine deep, but he knew that park yidam was a lot further.

“kang jihoon!” yidam exclaimed, “my friend, oh, it is great to see a familiar face.”

jisung chuckled, watching the filthy rich man as he filled his glass with whiskey.

“you’re having a glass?” mr. park offered.

“why not?” jisung laughed, the way posh men do when they’ve said something entirely not funny.

“let me tell you, i really mean it when i say i’m glad to see you,” mr. park said, lowering his voice, “i have a confession to make, but it’s also a proposal.”

“oh?” jisung said, raising his voice in interest as he brought the glass of whiskey to his lips, pretending to take a sip.

“the government, us,” mr. park said, laughing incredulously, “we’re no real politicians. we’re a mafia group.”

jisung’s acting skills were leading up to this moment, he dropped his mouth open, looking to mr. park with wide eyes and quickly chucking his drink under the table while mr. park threw his head back laughing.

“mr. park! i– i don’t– how can i say anything?”

“don’t worry, we have... morals. of sorts,” mr. park laughed, “we’re called jungle city, and we want you, and your friends, to join us. join us in the revolution.”

jisung sighed, trying desperately not to flinch as mr. park got closer and closer to his face with every word, his breath smelling like a mixture of various types of alcohol and cigars.

“what do you say, jihoon?” mr. park asked, sticking his hand out, “join us?”

jisung smiled, shaking mr. park’s hand, before turning to chan and winking.

26th July [12:36]

“jiwoong! lunch is ready!” you exclaimed.

“coming, mummy!” jiwoong exclaimed, skipping into the kitchen.

“ooh, very pretty choice of clothing,” you complemented, looking at his pale blue shirt and black jeans, “you eat, okay? i’ll go and clean your room.”

jiwoong giggled, “can i watch cartoons, mummy?”

you scrunched up your nose, sighing, “how can i ignore that beautiful face, hmm? go on then, use my phone.”

you heaved yourself off the chair, as jiwoong climbed onto one, walking into your son’s nursery where, just as you feared, clothes covered every square inch of the floor.

you sighed, placing a hand on your six-month-pregnant stomach. he really didn’t make it easy for you, did he?

you began to bend down, finding that it was not the best option as you could barely even reach your toes. lifting yourself back up, you went with simply sitting on the floor and picking up each item one-by-one, folding them up and placing them back in the drawers.

you could feel junior moving around inside of you, their little legs working hard to hit the outside world. as you leaned forward and picked up one of jisung’s old t-shirts, you sighed.

“fucking hell, han jisung,” you murmered, “i really didn’t think it was gonna be this long.”

as you blinked, a thought flashed through your head.

what if he wasn’t back in time for junior’s birth?

5th August [14:42]

“they’re coming,” jeongin said through his walkie-talkie, the voice ringing in the ear of each member of skz, atz and nct, “on a massive float, can’t miss them.”

“thanks for that, dickwad,” changbin said, rolling his eyes.

“seungmin, now,” chan instructed, seungmin walking just beside the float, hyunjin and jisung joining him.

as the seven boys followed after the float, chan nodded at them.

“felix, go to nct,” chan instructed, “when i say now, you get them to go, okay?”

jisung nudged changbin, “stay safe, okay? remember your ear plugs.”

changbin chuckled, shoving jisung, “softie.”

jisung smiled, handing changbin one of the bags in his hand, all three containing rifles, as he handed the other one to chan, nodding subtly.

chan smiled as the three boys got into place in the outskirts of the plaza.

“jisung, get mr. park. changbin, get mr. jang,” chan said, aiming his rifle exactly in the middle, “i’ve got mr. moon.”

“you’re dead on,” jeongin said, looking at the cctv screens, “ready?”

“as i’ll ever be,” jisung sighed.

“now!” chan exclaimed, the three boys shooting their desired men as the 29 boys ran at them from behind, some were carrying weapons, some had insane skills.

“chan, i– i don’t think it’s just the government,” jeongin said, a panicked voice, “the crowd. they’re not here for this.”

“felix, attack the crowd,” chan instructed, “we have to stop them.”

“do they have weapons?” changbin asked, “...jeongin! do they have weapons?!”

jeongin sighed, “i can’t see that well.”

“i’m going up,” changbin groaned, climbing onto the podium were the men of the government were just standing.

“attention!” he yelled, the seven other skz boys looking on with bated breath as nct and atz began attacking the threatening members of the crowd, “this was not our government. this was not any government. they weren’t politicians, they had no morals, no values. they were members of a mafia group who were going to take this country into ruin.”

the cameras were all pointed directly at changbin as he took a deep breath.

“you don’t need to know who we are, but you need to know that you were saved from something big,” changbin said, “today will go down in history. now bring mr. kim back to the office. fuck them! thank you!”

“dude, i have a four-year-old who could be watching right now,” jisung sighed.

“oop, sorry jiwoong,” changbin said, “and any other kids watching. don’t join the mafia!”

5th August [18:00]

“jiwoong! jiwoong!” you exclaimed, “daddy’s done! daddy’s coming home!”

jiwoong looked at you with his head tilted to the side as tears poured down your face.

“look! look! it’s uncle changbin!” you said, pointing to the tv as the news re-ran the press conference, “daddy’s safe! he’s coming home!”

jiwoong smiled, bursting out in giggled as he jumped up and down, both of you dancing in glee.

you stopped, laughing at your son as you placed a hand on your eight-month-pregnant stomach, grimacing slightly as you felt a surge of pain through your lower back and abdomen.

“oh god,” you breathed, “oh no.”

“mummy?” jiwoong asked.

“mummy’s alright, everything’s okay,” you smiled, “okay? let’s put you to bed, alright?”

jiwoong giggled, “but i’m too excited! i don’t want to go to bed!”

you felt a proper contraction kick in, gasping slightly at the pain, as jiwoong kept dancing.

“come on, please,” you said, your breathing heavy, “let’s go to bed, hmm? otherwise i’ll tell daddy that you were misbehaving for me.”

“i’m going!” he laughed, running up the stairs, leaving you to wallow in a pain for a moment, before the contraction passed.

“i’ll come and tuck you in,” you said, following slowly behind.

“mummy, are you in pain?” jiwoong asked.

“it’s very hard to have junior,” you nodded, “and junior’s causing me a bit of pain right now. just go to bed, yeah?”

you kissed your son’s head as he smiled, thinking of his dad finally coming home, happily snug in his blanket.

you sighed, walking back out and pulling his door to, jumping at the sound of your phone ringing.

“finally,” jisung panted down the phone, “it’s finally over, i can call you and i’m coming home baby.”

your eyes filled with tears at jisung’s voice, “but sungie. junior’s coming as well.”

“wh-what?!”

“i just– i just got a contraction,” you sighed, “i mean it didn’t last long and i’ll try to hold out but, shit, ji, what do i do?”

“i’ll be home. i promise. i will,” jisung sighed, “i love you. if your water breaks, go straight, okay?”

you nodded, taking a breath, “well done, ji. i’m proud of you.”

jisung smiled, “i love you.”

“i love you too.”

you sighed as jisung hung up the phone, both of you at either end of the country having a flashing thought.

“you’re staying in there whether you like it or not,” you said, rubbing your stomach.

what if he wasn’t back in time for junior’s birth?

“chan, is there any way of going quicker?” jisung asked.

chan rolled his eyes, “i know you miss them, ji, but i’m not putting us in danger after every—”

“bang chan, my wife is in labour and i would appreciate it if i could get home quickly.”

“oh my god,” jeongin gasped.

chan nodded, “ah. let’s go.”

8th August [20:10]

“jiwoong, come here please,” changbin said sternly, grabbing jiwoong’s arm and lifting him onto his lap, “just stay here, mister.”

“but i’m bored!” jiwoong whined.

“want me to tell you some stories?” minho asked.

jiwoong nodded excitedly as minho smiled.

“okay, so once, when we were all on a business trip, we had all our guns taken off us and were left with knives only. loads and loads of different types of knives—”

“guys!” jisung exclaimed, bursting out the hospital room, “she’s here.”

“she?” jiwoong said, “i have a sister?!”

jisung laughed, nodding as he crouched down, beconing for jiwoong to come closer, “you want to meet her?”

jiwoong nodded slowly, happily being lifted up by his dad.

“jeongin?” jisung called, “you wanna come?”

“r-really?” jeongin stuttered.

jisung smiled, “you’re family, you know.”

jeongin smiled, following his brother-in-law and nephew into the hospital room where you were laying half-asleep in the bed, an incubator laying beside you.

“why’s she in there?” jeongin asked, looking at the medical equipment.

“she’s a few weeks early,” you whispered, “it’s just to make her stronger.”

jisung lifted the lid, bringing her out and rocking her gently.

“she’s tiny,” jeongin gasped.

“junior!” jiwoong exclaimed.

“want to know her real name?” you asked.

“it’s not junior?” he pouted.

you laughed, shaking your head, “jaeun.”

“jaeun?” jiwoong repeated, “alright.”

“han jaeun,” jisung said, “our little magic star.”

there was silence for a moment before jisung looked to jiwoong and gasped, “oh! that reminds me.”

he handed your daughter to you, reaching in his pocket and keeping something clasped in his hands as he beckoned jiwoong over.

“here,” jisung whispered, unclasping his hands to reveal two plastic frogs, “this one joined me one day when i was out doing business. he said he made the magic luck even bigger!”

jiwoong’s eyes sparkled with wonder as he inspected the frogs.

“have them,” jisung smiled, “they’re yours.”

“both of them?” jiwoong asked.

jisung nodded, “go on. they helped me, and now they’ll help you.”

“thank you, daddy!” jiwoong exclaimed, hugging his dad.

jisung smiled, hanging on just a bit tighter, “god, i missed you.”

#stray kids #skz #han jisung #stray kids scenarios #skz scenarios #han jisung scenarios #stray kids imagines #skz imagines #han jisung imagines #jisung #jisung fluff #jisung angst #dad!jisung #kpop #jyp #jyp entertainment

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decembermoonskz · 3 years

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Hello moonbeams~! Writing letters is something I’m good at, because even if I stumble in all other forms of communication sometimes, my writing, my words never fail me. The overall negative energy, annoyance and sometimes hatred towards the pandemic, the social/political topics and the year in general can be very draining and or taxing on me and you all. Of course we’re upset too but seeing so much hate can be draining for people like me, and maybe you. So for a moment, grab a seat and a blanket and listen as I read this letter to you. This is a letter from me, to you, and I offer a blessing from her majesty the moon herself as well.

2020 has been one hell of a year that’s for sure. I experienced a lot of sadness, fatigue and overall lower moods as I tend to take on the energy of the world heavily. There has been so much that’s happened to us all, sadness, fear, anger, heartbreak; but even still we survived it. There were so many that felt we wouldn’t make it through this year or make it to the end as it felt like it would go on forever, but we’re here now, to write these letters, to tell these stories.

Even in this hectic year, I experienced so much, I felt happiness, joy I cried a lot and released so many pent up feelings, I came to terms with things I had locked away, I laughed a lot, I found passions that I thought were long lost. So much has happened to me in this year both ups and downs and I’m grateful for it all. You may be wondering why I would be grateful for downs as well, they helped teach me things, how strong I am; how it’s okay to give in and feel your sadness or pain; to validate my emotions; and a lot more. I hope that with all that’s happened you were able to take in some lessons yourself.

Below this cut, I wanted to thank some people who made my experience on tumblr as wonderful as it has been, more amazing than I had ever expected it to be. I came on here extremely nervous about sharing my stories and these people have been so warm and welcoming and honestly I wouldn’t have enjoyed my time as much without them. I’ll have my ending message at the bottom of this.

@sleepylixie Lily darling, my brain twin!! you’ve made my short tumblr life so much fun! sharing brain waves one moment, soundboarding ideas the next, and having so many things in common between us it’s crazy (wolfie gang). You’ve become one of the best things to happen to me on this site! xoxo thank you for always sharing your wonderful ideas with me and for sharing my love of fantasy!! Oh and I can’t forget all the shared screaming we do over skz and anything else xD I’m so glad we started talking and even in just a short time I feel so close to you already!! Thank you for letting me vent out all my ideas and for letting me be that person for your ideas too, thank you for always giving such good feedback and opinions and thank you for just overall being one of my favorite people to talk to. I hope we can make more wonderful memories in the coming year and beyond it. love you darling have a beautiful 2021~ 💜💜💜 ⟪ song rec: Another Day - Stray Kids ⟫

@rebecca-noona Becca! You were the first person to interact with my blog and when I look back on it, I’m so thankful you did. I love our talks about Korea and skz and writing. Your support has always been incredibly helpful, thank you for always being a cheerleader for me, it means the world. I hope you know I love you and support you and your works and whatever you wish to do so much as well!! I’m so happy we started talking and you make me so happy. Thank you for being my friend and when I finally get to Korea you gotta show me around when you get back!! I hope your process of getting back is smooth and easy, stay as optimistic as you can love!! xoxo ⟪ song rec: motive - Ariana Grande (ft. Doja Cat) ⟫

@skzctnightnight bel! bel! :DD it’s your words of encouragement that helped me create this blog, you’re one of the reasons I’m here!! your works have been some of my favorites and I was so happy when I first reached out to you. Your kindness really touched me and being your anon at the time was so much fun >v< Prowl will forever be one of my favorite series and you inspire me with your works!! I love talking with you no matter if it’s a quick chat, or a long convo, I always love talking to you. Thank you for making my 2020 so nice! I’m glad I know you and let’s talk more soon! <3 ⟪ song rec: Clarity - Kim Petras ⟫

@aliceu Alice!! I’m so thankful we met by chance when replying to one of Lily’s posts LOL I think it was an ask of yours about fantasy, and we shared a mutual love for it xD I want you to know that I always smile and I’m always happy when you send asks or dms so please I hope you never worry about being a bother and keep sending them hehe >v</ Thank you for always taking some of your time to check out my stories and for always leaving such wonderful feedback too!! It makes me happy to read your mini reviews about them!! Thanks for having little chats with me too. I enjoy them always and I hope we can continue to chat more 2021!! Please have a great new year and stay safe and comfy uwu ⟪ song rec: TMT - Stray Kids ⟫

@t-toodumbtocare Bar! xoxo I’m so glad we finally started talking and I’m hoping we can talk more soon >w<b You’re so fun and sweet and your stories are cute!! I wanna read more soon!! >^<9 Thanks for our little chats and thanks for checking out my stories as well I appreciate it. I hope to get to know you better in the coming year and I hope you have the best 2021!! ⟪ song rec: Cruel Summer - Taylor Swift ⟫

@delicatewerewolfsoul Vicky!!! I’m so happy we started talking! I loved talking about animals and pets with you and I loved all the skz soft hours asks you sent (I hope you send more of them psst psst) they made my day!! You’re such a sweetheart and you’re a master of heart memes xD I hope your 2021 is wonderful just like you are!! Stay safe and warm you cute bean xoxo ⟪ song rec: Inception - ATEEZ ⟫

@dreamescapeswriting Hi M!!! Okay full disclosure!! I’ve actually read some of your works before having tumblr LOL Like I really enjoyed them (Lucky and You Love Me are so cute) and honestly I was shy about reaching out but I’m so glad I did because now I wanna continue to talk and send you hugs! >V< I’m so glad we’re both gamers and your asks make me so happy! Thank you for being the sweetie you are and I hope we can talk more in 2021!! Have a great new year cutie!! <3 ⟪ song rec: False God - Taylor Swift ⟫

to my mutuals and other moonbeams who I wanna talk to more and love and support so much!! @mikoto-ica-fics @hanflix @chogiwow @redsandroses @meiiyue @missskzbiased @rosieecheeks I hope we can talk more in the new year and I love you a lot!!! You’re all such beautiful souls!! Know I’m sending you love and hugs and all the support I can muster \>v</ xoxoxoxoxo ⟪ song rec: Breath - GOT7 ⟫

To my beautiful nonnies, I’m super happy you’re here. I miss you all and hope you’re well and to the new ones welcome welcome!! I hope you know all your messages make me so happy! When I started my blog, I didn’t imagine I’d have as many anons as I do now, I didn’t think I’d have many, maybe 2 or 3? You guys make me so happy and I hope to see you more in my inbox when you have the time!!! <33 ⟪ song rec: You Can STAY - Stray Kids ⟫

To all my followers, my darling moonbeams!! Thank you so much for joining on this journey of practice and self-love that I’ve been trying to embark on. The comments, the reblogs, the likes, the asks, all of it, it means the world to me. To re-learn that it is possible for people to enjoy what I do, and not tie it to my own self-worth has been something I’m so thankful for. You all helped me learn that so thank you. I hope you continue to enjoy the stories I put out and feel free to reach out anytime! I’m so happy to have 300+ (almost 400) of you lovely moonbeams here! I hope you all have a wonderful 2021! It doesn’t matter who you are, how old you are, where you come from, what you identify as, what you believe in, or who you love; you are all precious moonbeams here in this haven. ⟪ song rec: Haven - Stray Kids ⟫

I know I say it a million times but since this is a wrapup letter I’ll share it again shortly. My blog was made for the main purpose of learning to appreciate my passion for writing and to not cage myself from posting and sharing my stories. I wanted to learn to write for myself and that posting stories in and of itself was the main victory, and everything else was the bonus, instead of thinking when people like it, only then is it good. I’ve done that before and having learned from it I now feel more prepared to tackle this. Thank you again for all the warm welcomes and the love I’ve received it still hasn’t quite sunk in for me and it feels so unreal. To know you all enjoy my stories and give me so much love, it’s crazy and it’s happening and I am so happy. I’m very thankful I took the leap of faith even though I was scared and decided to create this blog! 2020 challeneged me as well as pushed me and supported me. I experienced hard times yes, but I also experienced some really amazing things. I found comfort in things new and old, I feel like the quarantine made me come to terms with myself more, not run from things I wanted to confront and talk to myself more. I feel like 2020 albeit really draining in all ways, helped shape me and I got stronger because of living through this year. Now before I get any more preach-y than I already have LOL Thank you for being a part of my 2020 everyone!! I hope to have you with me in 2021 and I hope you experience the blessings of the moon like I feel we all do. See you in 2021 y’all! We’ll get through next year and the next and the next, I know it! 💜

Love Izzy

#my 2020 love letter to you #izzy's 2020 wrapped up #izzy doing stuffs #izzy be rambling #I love you all my moonbeams #🌕 may her majesty the moon watch over you always

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juleswolverton-hyde · 4 years

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For the Brokenhearted (BC x Reader)

Genre: Angst, Tragedy

Pairing: idol!Bangchan x Reader

Warnings: Heartbreak, loneliness, mild swearing/cursing.

Summary: Music can heal. Music can mend your soul.

And it’s the only thing that I know.

Or thought I knew because eventually it drove her away. So now all I can listen to is one specific genre.

The songs for the brokenhearted.

Author Note: I know this day is to celebrate the best koala leader and wolf dad, but it would be a lie to say that Chan’s scenes in the B Me music video did not inspire this and the mini series it has sparked.

Dear Bangchan,

I hope the day is bright and filled with lots of love (and food) despite the current state of the world. Thank you for inspiring me again and again, turning me into a gooey marshmallow that talks her friends’ ears off about you when not putting Ed Sheeran and all the other amazing songs you have recommended to STAY on repeat.

That marshmallow part is weird... I am weird. Just... just ignore it.

Anyways, thank you for being there and keep up the incredible work. I am so proud of you.

P.S: Do you ever wonder if the stars shine out for you?

If you don’t, at least the moon is beautiful, isn’t it? I think I can die happily.

SKZ Masterlist

Music has the power to evoke emotions, to give rise to memories and confess in ways mere casual words cannot. This is why sharing playlists is a splendid way to say all the things that would otherwise remain unspoken.

That is how I confessed to her, sending her a list of all the songs that reminded me of her. Later, I gave her one I created late at night despite her nagging texts telling me to go to bed, those little messages she firmly acted herself on when she came over. Many a night has she literally pulled me from my studio, not minding the fact she’s wearing her jammies.

She just wanted to go home.

To sleep and wake up the next day.

With me.

The list started with ‘Tenerife Sea’, which was followed later by ‘Lego House’ and ended with ‘Wake Me Up’. Maybe a bit generic, but she’s started to listen to Ed Sheeran a lot more thanks to me and his lyrics told her all the things I never managed to do flawlessly. After all, I had never been in love before so how could I have known what to say?

Do the songs still hold the same meaning for you as they do for me?

The city sounds of never-ending traffic and chattering urban lives have reduced to a mere background buzzing. The wind blowing over the empty rooftop is devoid of the whiff of her perfume.

It stinks of concrete and sharp loneliness instead of carrying a sweet reminder of not being by myself. She used to come up here with me whenever we both needed a break, having a private moment away from the people in our lives.

Together.

Spending some time in a world of our own.

‘Lego House’ starts playing, cruelly reminding of the fact ours has been shattered and can’t be rebuilt. That I am here alone, swaggering directionless over the concrete after taking my headphones off.

Alone in the disquiet quietness.

Wandering among the ghosts of the moments we had here.

My clumsy confession, stumbling over my words and barely daring to look her in the eye.

Her equally awkward reciprocation, not being used to being loved in any other way than as a friend.

Our first kiss, bumping noses and laughing the awkwardness off.

Nuzzling her afterwards in the little den we made, sharing a blanket and drinking pineapple juice throughout the year. Except in September, the month of pumpkin spice latte.

Her favourite.

The faintest false whiff of the warm spice drifts on the wind, her phantom nipping at the hot drink a few steps away. Looking so peaceful, content and safe by herself, bundled up. It’s heart-wrenching, agonizingly twisting my guts until I’m nauseous with longing because I want to be there. In that moment, side by side, guarding her.

In our world.

Together.

But, when I reach out to let my fingers slide over her cheek, she falls apart at the touch. Dispelled like a mirage, fading into nothingness like our love when I didn’t say enough to make her stay. Subtle and sometimes plain, she rejected me every time I tried to touch her.

I left her alone too much. An idiotic thing to do, especially after curing my own success-tainted solitude via her. So here I am, still unable to repay the debt.

My fingertips haven’t brushed her skin since she left for her new safe haven. A place where there is no music to remind her of past pains.

Where are you? Are you still there or will I be lucky to find you somewhere else? I want to see you. Please.

I put the headphones on again, idiotically forgetting which playlist is playing.

‘Maybe I’m just in love when you wake me up.’

Another memory.

Babygirl, it’s morning. Hey, sleepyhead, wake up.

I snap, the lingering embers of simmering rage and self-loathing flaming up now that the boiling point has been reached and making me lose it completely. All I can see, no, can remember is the vivid memory of an empty bed.

Our bed.

Her side abandoned.

Every morning.

Every goddamned morning.

Because I didn’t explain what was really going on.

Because I didn’t know this was the price for the time spent differently.

Because I wasn’t clear on the border between romance and friendship.

Because I didn’t pick the right songs anymore.

Because I didn’t say the right thing to her.

To the woman who really mattered and matters the most to me.

I love you.

Those three little words aren’t truly important in a relationship. The single one which does make a difference, I never said to her.

Why the fuck didn’t I say anything? Why are you gone just as I learned what I should’ve said?

Stay.

And now she’s gone, whisked away by a man that can love her as she should be.

She was my whiskey and coffee girl. My fall.

No, autumn. To her, it is autumn.

But she remains my fall.

She is the loneliness of the damaged skateboard crash landing on the other side of the rooftop.

Alone is a destroyed world.

Thrown.

Fallen.

I put my headphones on again to shut everything out, change the playlist and get up.

To swagger aimlessly over the roof like a hopeless wanderer.

To fall to my knees like a remorseful sinner.

Fallen.

The next song starts to play.

Sorry seems to be the hardest word.

#inkidz #Bangchan #Bang Chan #Bangchan fanfiction #Happy birthday Bangchan!#Chan #Channie #Chris Bang #Happy birthday love

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san-station · 4 years

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No more sad songs • Bang Chan

Pairing: Bang Chan x Reader

(Fluff & Angst)

WARNING: Broken heart.

↝Word count: 1,9k

The things you've done for your best friend were uncountable, you would go to hell and beyond to bring him back to you, just like Dante did for Beatrice on his journey through the nine circles of Hell. Having the Lee Minho as your Thing #1 was what people would say: a blessing. But sometimes blessings weren't as great as they sound. Your relationship was a mess, he was known as the mighty fuckboy of SKZ fraternity and you were "Lee Minho's fan", "the girl who chases the unreachable", "the groupie" and more names you've heard around campus.

People didn't know that you've been friends since you could spell your name correctly, you went to the same school, you lived in the same neighborhood and Minho was the first one to approach the little shy girl who rather play alone with her dolls and paint some flowers than play with the other kids. Minho found you cute and weird (in a good way), you were the only girl that didn't want to give him a kiss or ask to be his friend, so he thought you were unique.

Over the years, you built a beautiful friendship based on him being the cocky fuckboy who dragged the bashful girl to parties; you being the responsible friend who dragged him to his house before he passed out and gave him painkillers in the morning to get him to his dance major classes. Him, distracting you from your music major homework to watch his new choreography, and more.

Your friendship was like any other friendship... the problem was that you were deeply in love with Minho from the very beginning. You loved everything about him and it hurt, you were in love with the one person who will never see you as more than just a friend because he loved to party, to live the moment and forget about the past, to blindly look forward and annihilate everything in his path, it didn't matter if his best friend was in the field, he'll destroy her without noticing and, even so, you loved him.

You've been through a lot due to that reckless behavior and he was oblivious, he didn't realize those sad songs you wrote were about him and the things he did impulsively. That time when he kissed the girl with the white dress on Lee Jeno's party leaving you all alone in a place where you didn't know anyone and ended up calling your friend Changbin to give you a ride back home; the time when you were eating at a restaurant with your other friends to celebrate your birthday and he didn't show up because he was having some fun at the dance studio with his choreo partner and didn't even apologize; that time when he got pretty drunk and kissed you in a SKZ party and then said "I'm sorry, Y/N, I thought you were another girl! Ewwww, I kissed my best friend this is so weird" and started laughing his ass off.

He never notice the tears in your eyes when he did all of that, he never stopped to ask how you were or if you wanted to go when you felt so unhappy on those parties. And you still did everything for him because he had your heart, yet, he was so stupid to understand it. All your friends knew it. Well, they all could read your lyrics and play your beats and be aware of your feelings towards Minho.

Now you were at the music studio with your fellow partners and friends: 3Racha, also known as Bang Chan, Seo Changbin and Han Jisung. Your appointment for today was creating two different beats with the same lyrics to see how flexible it could be, but all you were thinking were gloomy melodies and heartbroken songs.

The australian boy gave his friends a concerned look and text them on their group chat.

∼3RACHA Bros∼

Chan: I think it's Minho again...

Jisung: Yeah, saw him yesterday, he REALLY had some fun lololol

Changbin: Hyung, do something... this isn't working.

Chan: Why me???

Changbin: you're good with words :D

Chan: We all literally are good with words, Bin.

Jisung: c'mon Hyung, she'll listen to you, you have like a thing lol

Chan: ????

Changbin: Make her happy or we won't buy you food :D

Chan: I hate both of you...

Jisung got up from his sit in front of you and you looked up at him immediately. Changbin stood up as well and smiled at Chan.

"We're gonna buy pizza for the rest of the evening", Changbin said fixing the black beanie on his head. Jisung grabbed Chan's wallet over the table and he groaned.

"For real?", Chan questioned rolling his eyes and sitting back on his chair. The laptop in front of him stopped playing the track he was working on and stared at Jisung.

"We'll be back soon", Changbin said again and, before getting out of the room, he turned to you and groaned.

"And pleaseeee, I'm begging you, Y/N, no more sad songs", he pouted.

Jisung pushed him outside the room and yelled: "yeah! I'm the sentimental boy of the group, please, be happy for once, girl!"

You tensed and lower you gaze to your lyrics book tracing the words with your fingers. Chan sighed at the view of your dispirited body and sat next to you, closer.

"Let's talk about... the beautiful day!", Chan panicked a little and smiled at you brightly. You didn't see him, you couldn't find in yourself any strength to put a smile on your face or even willing to, it didn't worth it.

"I'm not in the mood, Channie", your voice sounded like a sweet whisper. If Chan wouldn't have gotten that closer, he wouldn't have listened.

"Would you like to talk about it?", he asked pouting. He really wanted to make you smile, it warmed his heart watching your amusement. Right now he felt sick watching you so depressed, he could feel as if all his energy would've left his body and needed proper sleep to regain the power or the enthusiasm he required for you to feel something more than sadness. He heard you sighed.

"Yesterday, in Mark's party... Minho was making out with like four different people at the same time while I was sitting on the couch waiting for him to go back home." You closed your eyes, images of last night travelled through your mind making you whimper. "It hurts so much..."

Chan kept silence, his breath was heavy, his eyes were on your face as you finally saw his expression and you got worried.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm gonna be fine soon!", you reassured him.

"It's just that... I've told you the truth about him so many times and you're still not over him, Y/N", Chan caressed a strand of your hair avoiding your hurt gaze.

"It's not that easy, you know? We've known each other since first grade... I've loved him since...", Chan frowned and hummed for a second.

"How could you tell it was real love when you basically were thinking about dolls and candies?”, he spoke calmly, pronouncing every word slowly for you to process the question. You frowned and opened your mouth, yet, Chan interrupted.

“Tell me something... Has he ever told you that he loves you? Has he ever thanked you for everything you've done for him?”, once again, he caressed your hair and stared deeply into your soul, his brown eyes made you swallow hard trying to remember a moment when all those things happened.

“Has he ever compliment you about your work? About your incredible music?”, he continued as the voices in your head screamed the real answer.

“Sometimes… I think...”, you finally mumbled and sighed in defeat. Chan was right, Minho had only said good things about her when she did him a favour, when he asked for things and she was there to help him; when he was tired of listening to her complains, he would say something nice to make her stop.

Your lips trembled as you tried to speak, but nothing came out, so Chan grabbed your hands and squeezed them.

“Y/N, you love someone who's too selfish to realize you've been crushing on him for years, I think it's time for you to understand that you have to move on or you're going to keep hurting yourself even more than you are right now”, his voice, in a way, made you feel safe, it made you feel that the decision you’d make was the right one, that there are others who could make you a better version of yourself, make you believe you were loved. Chan’s voice was really one of those who you wanted to hear before going to sleep and when you wake up. Chan always took care of your feelings trying to make you smile even when you had to write a sad song, even when you cried the whole night because Minho forgot your birthday, even when you were so fragile you could broke by negative thoughts. Chan was there and that was the most important thing in your life right now. You sniffed and avoided his gaze, it started to burn your cheeks unexpectedly.

“The past sometimes brings us joy, you have your good memories with him, he’s your best friend, for God sakes!”, he scoffed in disbelieve and that made you chuckled, his eyes became crescent moons when he smiled at that gesture.

“The love meter you have right here”, his right finger pointed the left side of your chest. “...you need to low that status a little. From 'I'm in love with Minho' to 'I love my best friend as much as he loves me, as a friend' and keep looking forward because you're a strong woman, okay?”, your seriously thought your body was on fire, your hands holding his made your stomach growl and you giggled due to his words.

“You are beautiful, Y/N, you are an amazing person and you have the kindest heart... Give it to someone who will appreciate everything you're willing to give and embrace real love…”, Chan died a little inside when he saw the effect of his words on you, you were shining, cheeks with a pink shade of embarrassment and giggling like a teenager girl. His heart was racing out of control but on the outside he seemed relaxed.

“Thank you, Channie… I really appreciate it”, you said trying to stop your smile from growing bigger.

“I promise that, once you forget about that crush, you’ll find someone who would be there for you in the good and bad moments”, he pinched your blushed cheeks. He stood up and you thought he was going to sit on his chair a few meters away from you, but he actually grabbed his laptop and sat on your side.

“So, what about we start making a happy beat for your lyrics?”, you nodded and opened again you lyrics book.

Both of you began to work on the melodies and changed a lot of the lyrics as they were too depressing. An hour and a half later, Changbin and Jisung came back with the pizza they promised and watched the joyful atmosphere around you. At the end of the day, you made two flexible tracks for your appointment and ignored the messages Minho had sent you inviting you to another party. You laughed when Jisung was making fun of Changbin, you laughed as Changbin was complaining about Jisung, you laughed when Chan laughed, you were happy there having your own party and you couldn’t think of any sad songs anymore.

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blewink · 4 years

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Two Meant To Be //kth

Chapter 1

warnings: honestly nothing really happens this chapter but yknow, richasfuck!reader, richasfuck!taehyung, everyone is richasfuck! ,college!au, eventual smut, skz x bts x twice x red velvet x blackpink (it’s just one member of each group so it’s not as big as it looks)

a/n: this is a pretty big project for me and also a really big crossover. this chapter is more of an intro to the characters so nothing really happens but it was super fun to write. i hope y’all like it- blue 💙

p.s IM FINALLY WRITING ABT MY ULT NENDB

From the outside in, it seemed like you the perfect life, and you’ll admit, you did for a while. You had the perfect friend group and you guys had been friends since highschool too. You had the perfect boyfriend, emphasis on had. You had plenty of money to go around since you had earned many scholarships and started your jewlery business, which had recently taken off. Your friends we also doing really well financially and academically. It really seemed like you were finally taking control of your life, and you were the happiest you had been in a long time. That was, until you caught your boyfriend cheating on you.

After the breakup, you had become massively insecure of yourself and unsure of your path in life. It felt like your life had been completely turned upside down. But, your friends were there to help you through it. If you had describe your best friends, you would call it a healthy balance. Your friend group consisted of four boys and three girls. The boys consisted Chan, Taehyung, Jimin and Namjoon. You had been friends with Namjoon since middle school so you were bound to become friends with his friends eventually. The girls consisted of your best friends Dani, Mina, Wendy, and Jennie. You had been friends with your girls since highschool and once you found out all of you had been accepted to the same college, including Namjoons friends, you spent the summer together and got closer than ever.

You didn’t meet your boyfriend Lucas until your freshman year. When you met him, you thought you had met the man of your dreams. He was respectful of you, he didn’t create problems between your friends like some of your previous relationships. But most of all he showed you that he loved you, more than anyone had ever shown you before. That in its self was what made you fall in love with him. You felt like you were going to marry that boy, that was until the night you came home early and found your boyfriend in bed with another girl.

You were currently at the cafe in you school with your girls. After a full five days to process what had happened, you decided to pour your feelings out to your friends. “I just don’t understand what had happened between us.” You let out a sigh before taking a sip of your iced coffee.” It felt like we had so much connection and passion for each other. A whole years worth of love and trust just completely down the drain for another girl. I will admit, I have been pretty busy for the past 3 months, from working on my business and my classes. We haven’t exactly been, you know, getting it on.” You groan and let your had fall into your hands. Jennie was quick to say something, “Girl! You don’t have time to be sulking over a boy. You’re a badass and you don’’t need a boy to keep you happy. Plus, my birthday is this weekend and were going on the trip to New York and you’re gonna meet so many cuties.” You pause for a second,“Oh shit.” Your eyes go wide and you stop drinking your coffee. “What? Don’t tell me you forgot,” says Jennie. You bite your lip out of embarrassment and nod your head. Jennie lets out a small giggle before saying, “come on, Mina’s been planning this for weeks” You shake your head, “I know, I know. I’ve just been in my head for a while.” Mina is quick to respond, “It’s okay. I know you’ve been busy, you don’t have to come if you’re not ready.” “No it’s okay I’m gonna go. I’m okay now, just needed to rant and talk about it out loud.” You give Mina a small smile.

You realized how lucky you to just drop everything and take a casual trip to New York, but you didn’t grow up like that either. You grew up in an upper middle class family and you didn’t exactly financially struggle. But once you came to college and started your jewlery business, lets just say your class had gone up. Your girlfriends on the other hand had always been bit of the higher class, in other words, they were rich. Their parents being successful and big named people in all kinds of industries, they were just lucky to have been born into it. You always liked that they didn’t fluaunt their money and shove it into everyone’s faces. You had become somewhat immune to sudden or surprise trips to big cities. Knowing Jennie and Dani, you were probably gonna do some shopping today. Then, as if she read your mind, Jennie asks, “so do yall wanna go shopping or?” You all collectively nod in agreement, and get up to leave the cafe.

When you had all gotten to the mall, you decided to split up into pairs and you were now walking around with Jennie. You had first became friends with Jennie back in middle school and you were closest with her. You had seen the dozens of boys who practically threw themselves to her feet and yet she was the only single girl of the group (besides yourself.) You asked her a while ago why she never settled down with a boy and she responded with, “Boys give me attention and I like the attention but they dont give me love. I don’t want to settle for the bare minimum. I realize how many boys I could have dated and had an actual relationship with, but I don’t feel anything with them.I know I deserve love and I know i’ll meet someone, just maybe not yet. Plus the hook ups can be pretty great sometimes.” Sometimes you wish you could be as careless as her.

You guys were on your way to the stationary store to buy some stickers and other cute stationary things when Jennie blurts out, “You know. Tae has been eyeing you for sometime now.” You laugh because she has to be playing with you, but when you look over to see her serious face, you say, “That’s not possible. He doesn’t see me like that.” Jennie shakes her head, “I’m being serious!” You laugh and let her continue. “Last night I woke up and went to the kitchen and I heard him and Jimin talking about you. He was saying how you looked really good at Wendy’s party the other week and how he was gonna beat Lucas’s ass for hurting you. I think he’s gonna try to make a move on you this weekend.” You guys had now reached the store and you felt confused with what Jennie was telling you. “Jennie, friends can say that about each other. Plus, don’t you remember before I dated Lucas, Tae and I were flirting with each other and then it just stopped?” Her face turns into confusion, “Yeah, what ever happened with that?” You reach into the depths of your memory, remembering that time in your life. “Well one day, Tae just stopped flirting back and I didn’t see any reason to trying at something that wasn’t going to happen.” Jennie wasn’t about to drop all hope and she persisted, “Time has passed y/n, you of all people should know that emotions can change over time.” She gives you a face as she looks at you over a shelf in the store.

You didn’t want to think of what could have been or even of Taehyungs handsome being. Wait what? Now that Jennie had planted the idea in you mind you weren’t sure what to think anymore. “Jennie, you’re making me confused. I don’t need this right now.” She sighed, “Right. What you really need is Tae to give you some good dick.” You felt your face go red and the thoughts of Taehyungs bare body against yours flooded your mind. Jennie lets out a small scream, “YOU DO LIKE HIM!! I KNEW IT!” Groaning out of embarrassment, you grab Jennie’s hand and walk out of the store. “Okay fine. I have thought about him a couple times, even when I was with Lucas. But, I don’t want to ruin the relationship we have.” Jennie’s face softens, “Hey I know. I don’t want you to get hurt but I want you to at least try to start something with Tae. I wouldn’t give you false hope, you know that right?” You nod and promise to try. “Now please let me get some cute stuff, I need to keep my aesthetic going and now I have to actually try to look cute for someone.” Jennie laughs and agrees, taking your hand and enterlacing your fingers together and continued shopping.

#kim taehyung #kim taehyung smut #kim taehyung fluff #bts smut #bts kim taehyung #bang chan #park jimin #kim namjoon #jennie kim #blackpink #skz #bts #wendy red velvet #mina twice #inks💙

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bluehhj · 4 years

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listen to me — chapter 48

LISTEN TO ME — 0048

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a/n: first of all, hi, guys! before reading, I want to explain a few things: I stayed for like two (?) months on hiatus cause, well, I was busy dealing with the university, and at the same time, the news about woojin broke me and I found better to be on hiatus for a while to be able to organize myself better. and now, everything is fine, everything is solved and I'm back! and I want to make something very clear: woojin will still be present in "ltm", I won’t simply dispatch him from the story, cause yeah, he’s an important part of it, and besides that, forever, skz will be 9 or none and I’ll never leave him out, ok? anyway, let's finally get to the chapter. see you there at the end! <3

Yoorim could gather various events she wasn't proud of in her life and list them in alphabetical and chronological order, from her little candy theft at her grandmother's house to her low college grades, but nothing compared to being judged as a murderer and, not enough, to receive an arrest warrant.

Feelings of injustice, indignation and despair continually mingled and solidified into a heavy ball that sank like an anchor tied to her ankle. Fear turned to liquid and trickled into her eyes before she could even realize it and, suddenly, Yoorim was holding Woojin's arms in a clear sign of urgency.

"I didn't do that! Believe me, please!" she begged. She needed to hold on to something to keep herself from sinking deeper and deeper, and fortunately found her foothold when Kim returned the grip on her skin with an affectionate look.

"I know you didn't."

Woojin had no evidence to validate his certainty, on the contrary. There were a dozen reports below his eyes that evidenced the possible explicit lie in Yoorim's words, but he knew his friend and trusted her for too long to believe a simple handful of paper coming from Hwang Yeji.

"Take it easy, girl" Woojin stepped forward, letting Yoorim be protected behind his body. Hospital staff were already crowding around, curious, and Kim noticed Jade, Hyunjin and Changbin's arrival shortly after saying the next sentence. "It's one thing for you to tease Yoorim about your fraternal jealousy, it's another thing to make up such nonsense just to get revenge on her."

Quickly and with no idea what the hell was going on, but aware that the good thing shouldn't be, Hyunjin wrapped his hand around Yoorim and pulled her into a hug as he realized she wasn't well. Then he glanced at the handcuffs in his sister's hands, the papers Woojin now held, and the memory of seeing a police car when he left the car in the hospital parking lot.

And before Hyunjin asked what it was all about, Yoorim squeezed the hem of his coat and explained without much calm: "She wants to take me to jail because she thinks I sabotaged Jisung's car!"

Hyunjin's eyebrows immediately drew together and he turned to his sister, as if he'd just heard the stupidest thing in his life. "Are you drunk?"

Since she was killing Woojin with her gaze, processing what he had said last, Yeji didn't respond at first. She, then, shortened the distance between them and practically growled near the other's face: "Don't say what you don't know."

"Otherwise what?" although there was a revolver attached to her waist, Woojin wasn't intimidated. Even a cynical smile he opened. "Are you going to make up a story and arrest me too?"

"I don't have to invent anything, I just do my job" it was obvious that Yeji wanted to make him regret bitterly for each word, but she forced herself to maintain her decency so as not to create problems that might compromise her later. "Come on, Yoorim, I don't have all the time in the world."

"She's not going anywhere," Hyunjin intervened, squeezing Heo even more tightly against his body, so much so that the anchor rose slightly and the girl felt she could find firm ground again while in that embrace. "I don't care if these reports are fake or true, because just as the idiot, whoever he is, fooled everyone into sabotaging the car, he may have also managed to get these fingerprints there. Of course, if we don't consider the possibility that you were planning it all to harm Yoorim."

Yeji's gaze went from furious to something bordering on the wounded. She remained silent for the next few seconds, until she shook her head and smiled incredulously. "Do you really believe I would do that?"

"I do" Hyunjin was firm in his response which elicited a silent ardor in Yeji's chest. He felt it too, but, by then, he could no longer believe that his sister could facilitate anything about Yoorim and him.

"It would be so much easier if you just accepted the facts..." she hid her disappointment behind a bored tone of voice. "But no, let's do it the hard way."

"There are no facts."

"That's what you want to believe, but the small, almost nonexistent rational part of your brain knows they're right in front of you."

The anger in Hyunjin's eyes as he again looked at the evidence that the fingerprints really belonged to Yoorim could be spotted several miles away. Faced with his absence of words, Yeji resumed the dialogue.

"Your girlfriend won't get rid of the police station or the jail. You better convince her to come with me or I swear it's going to be worse, and you know very well I'm not kidding."

Hyunjin felt Yoorim tighten his coat again and turned his face to look at her closely. It hurt to see his girl so confused and scared and to be able to do nothing to get her permanently and immediately out of that situation that she, undoubtedly, didn't deserve to go through. On the other hand, Hyunjin couldn't break the agreement made about two years ago, when he promised Yoorim that he would always be by her side to protect her and not let anyone hurt her; so, he would keep fighting for her, if only for that he had to move rivers and mountains.

"Not without a lawyer."

Yeji rolled her eyes, impatiently. "We don't have time to get a lawyer now."

"Yes, we do. Hyoyeon won't be long in coming."

"Oh, and do you really think she's going to defend the girl who tried to kill her son?"

"Fucking grumpy girl!" Woojin freaked out, tugging at his own hair. "You're trusting this fucking report so much that you still don't realize that no one here is putting faith in it!"

Yoorim searched for the faces of Changbin and Jade, who had remained silent until then. When their eyes met, she felt even safer, for the couple didn't seem to distrust or judge her in any way, and her assumption gained full truth when the American finally spoke up for both of them: "There must be some mistake. Yoorim wouldn't do it."

Yeji bit her tongue, almost — and again — unable to stop herself from uttering anything that would compromise her as a professional. Still, she bubbled inside. She knew that her brother and his associates were not the best people there, but at least she thought they were smarter and less ignorant.

"My other purpose here is to talk to Han Jisung," she decided to change the subject before she sent her common sense to the air. Her fingers gathered the paperwork from Woojin's hands just before her eyes fell back on her brother. "I hope your lawyer will arrive in the meantime and you'll be able to convince her to come to your side, because, otherwise, I won't wait a second longer."

"He's recovering" Changbin objected. "It will do no good to burden him with all this now."

"It's not you giving the orders here," said that, she didn't wait for an answer and left the waiting room.

Woojin started to laugh, but nervously. His left eye twitched, as if he were having a tick. "This girl is pissing me off..."

"This girl has pissed me off," Hyunjin corrected. Yoorim could feel her boyfriend's body tense, from his marked jaw to the way he was pressing his feet to the floor. No less determined, Hyunjin undid the hug and grabbed Yoorim's hand to pull her in the same direction that Yeji followed; soon they were back in Jisung's room, who was staring at the policewoman with a question mark instead of his face.

"I don't know why your friends haven't told you yet, but I think it's high time you knew that your accident was actually a near perfect cri-..." Yeji was interrupted when Hyunjin shoved her shoulder.

"Shut up!" he scolded.

"You shut up!" she turned to him, finally annoyed. "And let me do my job!"

"This is not a job, this is a frame!"

"Look, I don't mess the things you do, so don't mess with mine either!"

The discussion became heated, typical of siblings who can't stand each other, and Jisung, who was more lost than onion in fruit salad, sought Yoorim's gaze and questioned her silently, but the girl had tears left on her cheeks and her emotional was too shaken to respond, which made Han even more worried.

"I told my mom to drop you in that dumpster, I told her so!"

"Guys, what is that?!" Hyoyeon widened her eyes as soon as she entered the room. She fortunately managed to put the discussion aside when Yeji seemed about to pull her revolver. "Someone will be here soon and kick us out! Calm down, please!"

It was said and done, as Jeongin, the doctor in charge of Jisung, joined the quintet when the altered voices reached the corridor. The last noise to be heard in the room was the sound of the door being closed by the boy, who gained the collective attention only with his presence, without even saying anything.

"You guys are bothering my patient," the rebuke, therefore, could be said in a mild intonation.

"See what you did?" Yeji hissed at Hyunjin.

"See what you did," he returned and didn't let go of Yoorim's hand even as he pulled out a chair and sat beside Jisung's bed, who was looking inquisitively at him. Hyunjin took a deep breath, resuming his calm, and took on the task of explaining the reality of the situation to his friend. "I hate to admit she's right, but the accident wasn't just a fatality, Sung. After Jinah and you came to the hospital, the police investigated what's left of the car and found that there was sabotage all over it, probably while you both were at your aunt's house. "

Hyunjin paused for Jisung to assimilate the weight of each piece of information, but, unlike what he imagined, Han wasn't surprised or scared.

Jisung wasn't stupid. He had spent too much time alone not to have rewound the tape hundreds of times and heeded the details of the latest events, and it was obvious that the suspicion about the car's sudden defects had planted a number of assumptions in his mind.

"The bastard..." he muttered to himself, breaking his "vow" of silence almost without realizing it. His hand fisted as anger surged up and down with the force of an avalanche. "Of course, sooner or later this idiot would be able to do something..."

"So you already suspected Yoorim?" Yeji broke in, and Jisung's angry and equally confused eyes caught hers instantly. It can be said that the two of them never had one of the best relations either.

"What are you talking about?"

"She's thinking I sabotaged you car," Yoorim explained, sitting on one of Hyunjin's thighs. She couldn't even say for sure when she got there, but it was reassuring to receive that affection on her back. "But I swear I don't know how my fingerprint went there. I was with Woojin and Changbin a little early, I just went home because I had a headache. I also have no idea where your aunt lives and, even if I knew, I have no reason to do such a horrible thing, especially with you, oppa. Jinah eonnie is also very important to me, it doesn't make any sense!"

Hyunjin left a kiss on Yoorim's cheek as she sniffed after her explanation was over. Yeji, as usual, felt the urge to vomit and wished her eyes would instantly burn.

"For an innocent, you feel so much on the skin, girl."

"You would also feel if you were accused of trying to kill your own friends while the only thing you have been doing is worrying and hoping they will recover soon," Yoorim retorted. "But of course you don't know what it is. You're too selfish to separate your personal life from your work and put yourself in other people's shoes."

"I'm not mixing anything, the digital is yours and that's it!" Yeji spread her hands on her thighs, frustrated. "And you wanna know something ?!" by now she was too annoyed at everyone's delay and distrust about something that she thought was so simple and clear. Besides, Yeji hated Yoorim. That alone was enough to make her blood boil. "It wouldn't surprise me if you were trying to kill your friends. After all, it wouldn't be the first time you killed anyone."

"Yeji!" Hyunjin cried out, but Yoorim's wound was already exposed and now bleeding again.

"I didn't kill anyone!" she just didn't get up and move toward Yeji because Hyunjin used both arms to keep her still in place.

"That's what you say to try to convince yourself otherwise, but even your dad can't look you in the eyes."

"Yeji, shut the fuck up!" Hyunjin intervened again. "This is not the subject now!"

"It wasn't my fault" Yoorim sobbed as tears began to flow down her cheeks once again. She didn't know how Yeji could fell so much pleasure in resuming that same conversation whenever the opportunity arose, but it was a fact that Heo couldn't just ignore it, because, even though years had passed, it hurt like it was recent. "I didn't ask to be born."

"You may not have asked for it, but you were born, destroyed your family and, as if that were not enough, destroyed mine too when you decided to approach my brother. That's all you can do, isn't it? Destroy everything you touch!"

"Enough!" Jeongin got tired of being patient. "I'll remind you guys that this is a hospital and things like that are solved elsewhere!" he turned to the policewoman then. "If you're done, I ask you to leave."

Yeji watched Yoorim's copious cry, who had her face buried in Hyunjin's neck as the boy hugged her tightly and whispered things she couldn't understand. Inevitably she felt guilty; not for her last sentences, but for losing control and, as Yoorim herself pointed out, mixing her personal life with her work for a moment that shouldn't have happened at all.

"I'm done," she replied, then, ashamed of herself. "Let's go to the police station, now."

"It wasn't her" after carefully examining the reports that came to his hands in the confusion, Jisung's firm voice was heard. "The funny thing is, I hit my head and you guys stop thinking."

"What do you mean, dear?" Hyoyeon, who at first didn't find it wise to take sides in the situation, approached the bed.

"Yoorim's father's store name is engraved on that ringlet," he pointed to the picture that clearly supported his statement. "And Yoorim works there, it's obvious that she touched it at some point."

"The ladder guy!" Woojin exclaimed and opened the door suddenly. No one, not even Jeongin, was surprised that he had been listening to the conversation for a long time. "Yoorim, didn't you say you sold a lot of strange stuff to a strange guy, and right on the day of the accident?! I said this damn stairwell would give you bad luck!"

Lost, Yoorim blinked and searched on her mind for the event Woojin was referring to, and it was with a snap that the plug finally fell. "He was wearing gloves..."

"Did you see his face?" asked Jisung, no less furious than before, though it was a contained hatred.

"No, because he was also wearing a mask, sunglasses, cap and black clothes, as if he was trying not to be recognized."

Han bit the inside of his cheek so hard it almost didn't bleed. Then he threw the reports on the floor and ran his hands through his hair. Woojin feared he might explode, but when his voice returned to the suddenly silent room, there was no rise in his low tone.

"Do you know what is most unbelievable?" Jisung asked rhetorically. "Jinah and I reported this guy months ago when he first threatened her, and the police did practically nothing because there was no evidence. They always expect the worst to happen to do something."

"It's not like that," Yeji replied, her calm restored. "If you are referring to Kim Minhwan, I've heard that a restrictive measure has been enacted."

"Measure that he mocked so easily that he was able to destroy the car inside a garage that wasn't even his own." Jisung heard noises that day too, but, like the others, had ignored it because it wasn't relevant at all. Stupid, he blamed himself in silence. "This man is crazy. He knew Jinah's footsteps and mine, too, and I bet it was no coincidence that Yoorim's fingerprint fell behind, because with it he's taking time." Jisung blinked quickly when he remembered the worst part. "And he's so obsessed with Jinah that his intention was to kill only me, so there was no airbag on the driver's side... But unfortunately it went wrong and now it's not me who is in a coma."

"Don't say unfortunately," Hyoyeon murmured, her mother's heart aching.

"I was supposed to die anyway" Jisung shook his uninjured shoulder and the glint of tears finally came to his eyes. "But Jinah wanted to play the heroin..."

No one knew that, and as Han struggled not to let the tears overflow, Woojin, Yoorim, Hyunjin, and Hyoyeon were hit by the thud. That Jinah was madly in love with Jisung, they had no doubt, but to the point of sacrificing herself that way for him...

Jeongin cleared his throat. He accepted that the discussion full of ups and downs lasted as long as Jisung wasn't uncomfortable, but, now that he seemed truly affected, Yang decided it was time to put a definite end to the situation.

"Sorry, but I really need you guys to excuse us now."

This time, none of those present objected, although Hyoyeon wanted to stay to put Jisung on her lap and hug him until all the sadness was gone from his body.

Already in the hallway, Hyunjin didn't melt the expression of few friends when looking at Yeji — they would have a serious talk later — and, in a cold voice, he asked: "What will it be? Do you still want to discuss something in the police station after all this?"

"I told you I'm just doing my job," she swallowed dry, feeling a bitter taste down her throat in front of what she was about to do, and turned to Yoorim. "So... Let's check the security cameras at your dad's store."

And never a single sentence left Heo so relieved.

a/n: almost this update doesn't come out, but here we are

well, I want to make it clear that I am officially back, like, no more hiatus, okay? and now I’ll be very present here, to finish 'listen to me' and '(don't) love me', so no worries

and I just want to say I missed you guys so bad and I’m sorry for not being present here

talking about the chapter now, the theory that many of you may have cultivated has finally been revealed, one less to list!!!

I believe yoorim's situation with yeji has gotten a little easier to understand (or maybe not), but I anticipate that it will be better explained soon

in the next chapter there will be more scenes related to what happened in that chapter, but there will be jisung plus jinah too, and there will be according to the disposition of each one to bring a box of tissues or not lol

I've said too much, I'll stop here, see you soon <3

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mellowmoonballoon · 3 years

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P5 of the Primer - HAN

Info: I tried to add twice now some extra info in Changbin’s primer and the edit just wouldn’t stick. Maybe there are just too many pics who knows.

Disclaimer: I love Han SO MUCH. SO MUCH. That I can’t talk about him? So this will either be really short. Or. My feels will start spilling and it’ll last forever.

I would let him murder me.

He is yet another guy who is one of the best rappers of his generation in this band. (He likes melodic rap. In his own songs he also likes auto tune way too much but luckily Bang Chan makes him rap without it lol.) But he is also an incredible singer and can go high. Like... HIGH.

The first song they ever made as SKZ was Hellevator on the survival show and apparently Bang Chan wrote it a little too high (female key)... and none of the singers wanted it, so BC was like “Han?” and Han said yes.

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And JYP was like “this is very high how the hell?” and BC said “that’s interesting” and wrote District 9 even higher.

He also writes lyrics, like Changbin. He is famous for his freestyle and his shitty memory so when people are amazed at how quickly he writes the lyrics, it’s learned behavior :P

He famously forgets lyrics, dance moves and... where the hell he’s supposed to be on stage.

2 scenes related to this: 1. During the survival show he is writing with Changbin and he improvises something and Changbin is like “write it down quickly” because clearly he KNOWS.

2. They had to write a rap for monthly evaluation and the procrastinator that is Han just ... didn’t. So he freestyled it. But because he was nervous he wasn’t looking at the camera so they told him he had to do it again. and lol he couldn’t... but he faked it :D they did notice but somehow he lived. :D

In this same video Han talks about how he heard Changbin’s voice before their rap battle and he was worried so he crushed baby Changbin with no mercy. And in 2kids room with Felix he talks about how he used to be jealous of his deep voice bcs he always wanted a deep voice and he used to force his voice down which damaged his throat. :(

He is absolutely hilarious and it’s such an in the moment and well timed thing that i find that most compilations don’t do it justice so just... trust me.

Wait I found an example! Thank you Han G Close:

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He is also the warmest person. I’m not going back to handholding pics but he was the one who held Minho’s hand during the rap. He was the first to walk up to Minho when he got eliminated. The first to hug Felix when he was eliminated. The first to hug Bang Chan when BC was having a cry because he was so happy he had them all. He also broke down and cried himself for 8 minutes straight when they won their first award - and was in turn hugged by everyone.

I mean everyone was happy crying but Jisung (hey fun fact, his full name is Han Jisung and I switch between them like a swing) had a little breakdown. His attitude toward work is basically that if he stops, he’ll sink. He’s always hungry for more and he’s worried that if he takes a break he’ll fall behind. This is a really high pressure mentality to have when you’re also a procrastinator so, I’m assuming things get rough sometimes.

Also, his parents sent him to school in Malaysia once upon a time. He was there for a while and seemed to not hate it, but he wanted to try his hand at becoming a musician. So he went to Korea to pass some tests, which he did, and he made a deal with his parents that he’d have a year and if he didn’t debut, he’d go back and continue his education. Well, they debuted, but I’m guessing this was a first recognition of their success on such a level.

Storytime, he didn’t think he was good enough for JYP Entertainment so a friend dragged him to the audition and he was very chill because he basically assumed he’d fail. When your low self-esteem plays you! Spoiler, he didn’t fail.

Aside from self-esteem issues he has actual anxiety. So, being around a lot of people can be not good for him. It’s why he sometimes doesn’t participate in social events that aren’t that important, why he had to leave a fanmeet early once etc. And it’s why his manager tends to stick close to him when they walk through airports with fans and reporters there. Bang Chan talked about how they know he’s dealing with this and are there to help him and are all kinda tackling it together.

He has talked about how on stage, the members and fans lift his energy and you can really see that his on stage persona is so free and confident <3

Anyway. Han likes hugs and kisses.

Re: I.N

Re: Felix

(no makeup han is just... a softer version of makeup han)

Seungmin

You get the point.

He is also a bit of a slob and in his own words, “doesn’t like moving”. He did in fact throw a wallet at Seungmin for daring to ask him to clean one day.

he has since apologized :D

I am ready to tackle Han and Minho.

Let’s start with this whole conversation:

Han: Could you please not touch my butt, Hyunjin? Minho: *grabs Han's butt* This is mine Han: Don't claim your ownership over my but please, sir. Minho: Only I can touch it. Han: No, my butt is mine. Minho: You always touch mine too. Han: No I don't! Minho: After I take a shower, you always touch it.

Han’s “you got me there” face:

Hyunjin: Honestly though, after a shower, Han does smack it once.

This. Fucking. Thing.

And also Han doing a solo and Changbin exposing Minho:

Whatever this was supposed to be (note, Han is shorter than Minho, he’s just being held up romantic stylez):

Mo:

This expression on Minho’s face specifically:

10 solid minutes of this:

And yes, Minho’s legs ARE wrapped around his waist thank you for asking.

It was like that from the start tho.

Ok ok I’m done with that.

Anyway Han’s cheeks are a blessing and he stuffs them with food for our entertainment and I love him for it.

Was born one whole day before Felix and together they make the Sunshine Twins:

In conclusion Han is ... incredible rapper, singer and writer, best friend, funny as heck, amazing cuddler, deserves all the hugs.

This also concludes the 3racha members: Chan, Changbin and Han.

So it seems like a good time to drop some 3racha is a gift gifs.

Bang Chan - Minho - Changbin - Hyunjin - Han - Felix and Felix2 - Seungmin - Jeongin

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so should i reply in tiny font or just regular font?

hybe should do better in spreading out the comebacks of the groups under them :/ they're already at a huge advantage, might as well use it strategically. AHA streaming mvs is so convenient for a multi. the filler vids i could use in between could be mvs from the other groups that i stan. also you know what, i still haven't watched a single final performance bc im waiting for a friend to watch with me :D

i have a chinese movie recommendation in case you want something to cry over. i still love its ost and it's been months since i watched it. i'm not sure if you watched it already but more than blue. i've never cried over a movie as much as i cried for that one. the angst *chef's kiss*. i'd do anything to wipe my memory of it and watch it again for the first time.

also sungchan is mc-ing in inkigayo every sunday! and honestly, what the hell is nct hollywood :D but a part of me thinks it's just going to be a bunch of asians living in america like johnny that'll be a part of it. just a hunch tho. imagine having all 4 units coming back in a year with like 1 unit per quarter of the year. i'm not sure if sm even has the money to do this, especially when they filed bankruptcy recently.

and i've seen a lot of twitter memes saying taro's ghosted stans T_T alexa play ghosting by txt T_T sm come on give him smth to do, you're wasting talent.

the mall didn't burn down entirely (like from the outside it looked fine). the ventilation system caught fire so it was more internal—ceilings and all that. covered things with soot(?) and ashes so the entire mall was closed for nearly 2 years. and hey, i've experienced a school fire too back when i was younger. i, too, thought it was nothing but a fire drill until i saw the charred remains of the buildings behind our school : D thankfully, no one died.

the new nct track is for a samsung commercial AHAHA it's funny because nearly everyone uses apple TT_TT and the mv screams neo culture tech tho (well as it should lmao). yes, i was talking about that part in hot sauce but yes, it grew on me too.

ateez really know how to do a performance. they put the standard so high for me when it came to performing. their facial expressions and overall stage presence just impresses me. it's been a while since i've seen idols draw me to them by those standards.

ah, the long stan list! good luck in getting through it and i hope you do have fun as you go :] (also you can check out aurora by ateez and whiplash by tbz. the songs popped up in my head as i was typing this reply, you might like them)

ohhhh, what was the pd48 scandal? i don't watch survival shows so i don't know any of the stuff going on. would you care to elaborate? about their disbandment :(( i hope you're okay now tho! are the other girls still debuting in new groups? anyone eyeing an acting career instead of being an idol?

YES, A PATTERN IN THE BIASES (if you count an analysis of two ppl as a pattern, that is.) because it's the same pattern i have for my biaswreckers :D jake & seungmin, not only do they have the same animal to represent them, they have the same 'golden retriever' type of personality that just makes you go all soft. ygwim ;n; i wish i could elaborate but both boys just devastate me in the same level and my friends pointed out that they were quite similar in some aspects.

jaemin used to send really long bbl messages :< like if there was anything he loved most it was nctzens and it was obv in his messages. speaking of dream, album repackage news today! idk what to feel bc my hot sauce albums haven't even arrived yet :D + i'm dead br0ke.

how do you even manage to read 30k TT__TT i cant handle long fics bc of my attention span :D also, yes, i found the user now, i'll check if i'll like their works soon. <33

YES YOU SHOULDVE BEEN THERE T_T what a day that was. i think seungmin is still sweet and active in bbl. not a single cent goes to waste with him. also i think i'll post the drabble some time this month.

and oml seungmin vs jake :o let's see how that goes O.O XDD

clickity-clackity AHAH do you have a mechanical keyboard? :c i wanted one too but i haven't got around to saving up for one. but yes indeed, typing asmr v relaxing \m/

sunny hyuck day, fullsun sunday, fullsunday T_T feels were very strong that day. i kept seeing edits on my twt tl and i would just s o b : D i've only stanned nct for a year but i've seen him grow so much i just wanted to crie i love him sm :') yk my mom didn't cook spaghetti for my birthday, but she cooked for hyuck's? : D

and i checked ur recs blog and indeed, full of nct T_T

also have i mentioned that your desktop thing amuses me so much HAHAH i got confused for a sec if i had twt opened or tumblr. plus, i've been wanting to mention that i noticed that our mobile themes are opposites. black and red, white and blue. it's cute XDD <3

help, people have been telling me that our asks are long but i highkey love it. i added a ‘keep reading’ for the mobile users though, sorry in advance hh.

honestly, both works. tiny font saves space but regular font does more justice for my poor eyes haha. its your call!

hybe comebacks :( yeah enhypen got lucky because they came back right before cb season so they got three wins (yay)! on the bright side, txt just got their first win and bts has six wins, so it all works out i guess. omg yes, the streaming thing is perfect. i stan like 20 groups so i have a never-ending cycle of filler mvs and its always so helpful. ooh for the final performances - you wont regret watching any of them! literally wild, kingdom's budget and talent are wild.

ooh, I don't watch any cdramas lmao. i want to but i can barely finish kdramas. if its a movie ill watch it! ive never heard of more than blue but ill check it out <3 where can i watch it?

yes yes i have just realized that sungchan is yujin's co-mc! i watched their special stage (which is literally adorable) and was today years old when i realized that the dude is sungchan pls. nct hollywood was so unexpected and i still have mixed feelings about it now. LMAO JUST ASIANS LIVING IN AMERICA...help. that would be interesting (?) but the concept reminds me of those horrendous awesomeness tv shows. lets hope sm pulls this off well and proves me wrong. lmao all 4 units coming back would probably happen, but i hope none of them get overworked :( i constantly feel like mork lee has four clones :'( also...sm filed bankcruptcy??? dang, what happened?

ugh omg yeah shotaros talent is seriously being wasted in the basement right now. as for fires, scary T-T i wasnt that fazed by them until the australia wildfires happened, and i learned about the consequences of fire and got really scared. its good that the entire mall didnt burn down though! although its weird that no one is opening it :( schools really need to tell us the difference between drills though, it might be dangerous for those rebellious kids.

yeah i just realized that the nct track is an endorsement which partly explains why i cant listen to it. the mv's visuals are stunning!! the set and people are so gorgeous aa i cant

oh yeah im not an atiny but i have acknowledged since 2020 that they have one of the best, if not the best stage presence and expressions on stage for 4th gen. i think their only worthy competitor would be stray kids actually. theyre truly one of a kind and all of them are cute especially that yeosang guy. i will definitely check out your song recommendations though!

oof the pd48 scandal is extremely complicated. to condense it in a few statements: all of the girls' rankings have been rigged since the very beginning and it was rumored that they already had their end group before the show even started. it was like this for pf48 and pdx101 (group x1) which was why x1 disbanded within a month of debuting, and izone were on hiatus for like 4 months. im not the best at explaining stuff like this haha, but i think you get it. you can check out yt or search up 'pd48 scandal', a ton of articles and videos. as for new groups, nothing has been made clear yet. theyve only made instagram handles for now and appeared on variety shows haha. as for acting career, hyewon was supposed to do acting but was forced to join pd48 so maybe she'll continue acting afterwards? nothing is confirmed yet!

lmao two similarities, its okay it counts. ah, true, i can see their similarities now that youve mentioned it, as well as how jeno is kind of like that. however, i am currently attached to jaemin so we'll see what happens from there hehe. i swerve easily.

jaemin on bubble grr, that would be a whole experience. from the bare minimum of vidoes ive seen for him wbk jaemin is so whipped for czennies. ah yes repackage! i saw the post on instagram and went to the comments to see everything screaming ‘iM bROke!’ and it was lowkey hilarious lmao. kpop is really trying to suck our money T-T.

ope the longest fic ive read is like...40k words i think? and it was by jeonginks. ill read anything eiko produces lmao, theres always so much substance in her work. ooh, tell me what you think of luvdsc’s stuff, i just finished binging their entire masterlist lmao.

seungmin vs jake yeah, i havent been catching up on skz enha content because im still obsessing over the dreamies but when that saga is over then im going to focus on my ults lmao (which might include dream soon, hehe).

yes yes i have a mechanical bluetooth keyboard that i use to connect to my computer! it literally sounds amazing lmao, its only 10am here but i feel like im going to doze off from the clickity clackitys already. i cant wait for you to get one! tell me when you do, we can match hehe.

hyuck is an aodrable brat please. hes like the best comedian of nct at this point, so hilarious and filled with variety i love him. he rose up my bias list pretty fast too. LMAO YOUR MOM IS SO COOL I LOVE HER ALREADY. if only my mom would cook for my ults’ borndays.

yes my rec blog is a mess right now, ill organize it soon haha.

omg thank you and yes my website theme is one-of-a-kind. even i get confused when i open it or edit it, and i constantly get comments about it. also i just realized our opposing theme colors and i love it! its adorable.

#long post #also im listening to love song right now haha i love it so much #also sorry for not answering yesterday hhh i got busy last night #「 asks 」#moots — [♡] ;#toffee — [♡] ;#neo-shitty

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