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catiuskaa · 3 months
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reggaeton & champagne.
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PAIRING! lee minho x reader x bang chan
SUMMARY: you knew better than to go down to the club alone. and that guy should’ve known better than to mess with minho and chan’s property.
REQUESTED! by my pookie @sharonxdevi who requested this here! and it’s such a good idea, tysm for trusting me with it<3
CW: the boys may come off as a little possesive, there’s a touchy douche in the club, mentions of alcohol, it ain’t spicy but surely it’s nsfw.
WC: 2.3k
A/N: so i’ve never even thought of writing poly!skz relationships until now, but i think it came out nicely! (and if you kinda recognize the title— i just spend an unhealthy amount of time watching skz edits on instagram lololol)
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The sign of the club glowed with bluish neon lights at the entrance. There was also a man, notebook in hand, receiving IDs prior to welcoming the long queue of people. Although it was not the most expensive nightclub in the city, you could see the difference between it and the rest of the clubs in town, in the sense that the establishment was very tidy and clean, with security personnel scattered around the corners, watching that everything was going out smoothly.
It was unusual for you to want to go out clubbing, but considering the boys’ schedule, any chance to make plans together was welcomed with open arms.
Especially by Minho and Chan, who would never force you to go out, but their lingering stares and their arms that would sneakily clung to your waist or your shoulders —and in some cases, to lovingly slap your ass or thighs—, were meant as a way of encouragement when you dressed up and went for it.
And a way to say that, as always, you looked fine as hell.
You had chosen a short silver-coloured dress that reached your mid-thighs, accompanied by a pair of matching mesh thigh-highs with cute little clips that allowed them to stay in place, only because you knew how to entertain your public, and loved every single second their eyes stayed glued to you as you danced your heart out.
The music pounded against the walls and reverberated through the floor, but not as much as how the booze traveled through your veins, only giddy enough to celebrate how well their last tour had gone, and merely to have some well-deserved fun.
Minho’s hands grasped you by your waist, pulling you off Chan’s arms and smirking as he pushed your back flush against his body.
One of his hands remained in place, but the other one moved slowly, tempting fingers heading down to your thighs, as if walking, the motion almost ticklish. You could feel his cat-like grin from behind you as you looked at Chan, who wasn’t mad at all, rather cheekily enjoying the other man’s antics as you kept dancing against him, following the rhythm of the music.
Chris got closer to the both of you, taking your arms and settling them on his shoulders as he approached even further, now the two gentlemen dressed in fine clothes towering over you.
“Our princess is feeling good today, huh?” His hand cradled your face, holding your chin in a tender grasp, unlike Minho, who started to play with one of the clips on your high mesh stockings.
You were about to say something, but Minho tugged at one of the straps and chuckled next to your ear, slapping it back. Your breath hitched, and you bit your lip, feeling the blush rising to your cheeks, the light foundation you had applied not being able to cover it.
Chris snickered, and Minho lightly bit the shell of your ear, and they both laughed as you squirmed in between their arms.
“Ok, ok—!” You giggled, out of breath due to the tickling and else. You didn’t want to leave just yet, but didn’t want to stop teasing your boys either.
Tugging on Chan’s collar, you propelled him forward, his hands ending on Minho’s shoulders by reflex. You moved your body in between both of them, swaying your hips, playing with Chris’ hair as you turned your head to face the man behind you, and chuckled, biting his lip.
They both felt a rush of blood heading to their face—and downwards—, but you stopped Chan for pushing you against Minho even more, one of your soft hands nonchalantly moving from the back of his neck to his chest, cheekily stroking his toned upper body.
“I think we can use some more drinks, gentlemen.” Your tone was filled with an enticing mockery only powered by their presence, and you licked your lips, feeling Minho’s slender fingers playing with the rim of your dress, tapping your thigh gently.
“I think we should head to the VIP lounge.” He grunted against your ear, his breath tickling your there, but the gentle yet lust-filled kisses he left right below started driving you a bit crazy. “Whaddya think, Chan?” Minho smirked, swiftly lifting his head from your neck to stare at the older man.
With all the mix of bright coloured lights, you could notice slightly how Chris’ eyes grew darker. Almost so dark that they could fuck you themselves, and you squeezed your thighs at the thought.
“I think our little brat needs to learn that teasing won’t get her anywhere, hyung.” Minho’s slender fingers playfully traced mindless shapes on your thigh.
The older man swallowed hard, his breath deepening.
“Guess you’re on thin ice, princess.” He leaned in, and pecked Minho’s lips from above your shoulder. He then turned slightly, and spoke in your ear. “You have ten minutes to go get those drinks. Go up the VIP platform right after, like the good girl you are, mmh?”
His hum almost echoed through your body, falling into an endless pit of arousal that those two gorgeous men had created, now able to make you feel hot and bothered in just a cheeky wink or a deep look.
Making you oh so weak for them. Only them.
“Heard that, kitten?” Minho smirked, lovingly kissing your cheek, as close as he could to the corner of your lips. “Ten minutes. Tick-tock.”
You tried heading towards the bar without your knees giving out as they both moved away, and instantly missed their warmth and strong hold on your body. But before you could even try, Chris tsked, pulling you back to him and almost fiercely planting a deep kiss that lit fire on your body, and almost made you whine when he pulled away, biting your lip.
“Fuck.” He gasped, feeling breathless. “Make that five minutes for daddy, yeah?”
And with a tap on your hips and a teasing wink, he left, following where Minho had gone.
You were unable to wipe the giddy smile off your face, feeling your cheeks get hot, and you patted them, hoping that your slightly cooler hands would do something to low it down.
Shaking your head lightly, you waved at the bartender, a tall, blond and handsome young man, and he gave you a kind smile. You sat on the stool closest, and he approached you, leaning on the counter.
“Nice seeing you here for a change.” He said with a snicker.
“Wish I could say the same, Hyunjin.” You wiggled your eyebrows almost dramatically, making him laugh.
“Your three usuals, beautiful?” He asked with a grin, and you nodded. “Comin’ right up.”
You watched as he gracefully started to show off his abilities, passing drinks and metal cups and bottles in flashes and zooms, controlling every move so swiftly.
But then, you felt a hand on your waist.
“Sorry, scooching up real quick…” said a low voice from behind you.
His hands brushed your back, making you shiver. But it was a bad shiver. One that swiped away the giddiness your boys had left, but not as quickly as your smile took off.
The bold man dizzily sat on a stool that could’ve easily been a foot or two away, and your body relaxed easily at the new-formed distance.
You stared at him in a mix of slight disgust and raw astonishment. Used to your boys and the rest of the group, or people like Hyunjin, one could easily forget that people weren’t always respectful, nice and kind.
He noticed your blank stare, and misinterpreted it as interest. With a wide smile, he bent down, grabbing one of the legs of the stool you were sitting on, and smoothly moved it closer to his.
Another shiver ran through your back, goosebumps showing on your skin.
He smiled, and you held back a frown.
“Besides looking that sexy, what else do you do for a living?”
yikes.
That line didn’t only give you the ick, but you also noticed Hyunjin physically flinched, which made you snort, quickly covering your mouth.
The man was so drunk. You could smell it on his breath, and the guy looked rather pathetic. You didn’t feel too sorry for him, but wanted him as far as possible, and you moved to the edge of your stool.
The man looked proud of your giggles, but grew restless when you didn’t reply, so he took a sip from the glass of whiskey in front of him, kind of as if he hadn’t had anything to drink in a while.
You sat up straight, glaring at Hyunjin so he’d call security if things turned complicated, and he winked at you as a form of reassurance.
“Do you, eh, come here often?” He blurbed out.
You looked at your hands, staring at your nails, and waited for a second before giving him a side-eye from above your shoulder, slender eyes looking uninterested.
Quickly going back to your nails, you shrugged. “Enough to know that you don’t.” You brushed off coldly.
If you did, you’d know that I’m happily taken.
He stammered, his breath hitched, and you could almost feel him start getting even more nervous, as well as slightly angry.
“Huh? Why’s that?” He scoffed, eyebrows raised at you, who again, didn’t bother to look at him, a bit wary of his moody attitude.
Hyunjin smiled at you, coldly glaring at the clueless man next to you as he swiftly left the three drinks in place, pressing the red button underneath the counter to call for help.
The man smirked, going back to a confidence you didn’t want to know where he had gotten.
Placing his arm sneakily on your waist.
Huh?
“All those for you?”
Before you could react and slap him for his unrequested bold actions, you heard a grunt behind you.
“You gotta be fucking kidding me.”
At that moment, Chan wasn’t so sure if he was the pacific one in your relationship.
He trusted you and your ability to set your own boundaries, by any means necessary, even if it meant slapping someone across the face.
And he knew them by heart. He had watched how you grimaced, trying to take this drunkard’s hands away from you.
So he helped you by slapping them off your body.
As ‘gently’ as he could.
“Move aside.” He said in a low growl, failing to relax until you moved your hand and took his, squeezing it as a way of thanking him.
Instead of getting the hint, the man frowned.
“Hey, if you can’t tell, I was trying to—”
Minho scoffed, appearing behind the man.
“Keep babbling around our girl and I’ll give you a story to tell.” He said in a dark, low tone of voice, eyes and tongue so sharp that they could almost pierce right through the man. “Now shoo.”
Security came by a minute after and apologized for not taking care of him before, then fined him, following the nightclub’s rules and finally kicked the man out.
One of the security guys approached the three of you, and bowed swiftly, apologizing.
“I’m really sorry. This guy has already annoyed some other customers before. I’ll speak to the owner of the place and see if there is something we can do regarding his situation. As for you, miss…” He gave you his card, and you smiled at him, bowing your head gently.
“My name is Seo Changbin. If you ever need anything…” he sighed, a hand to his nape, the buff man slightly flustered. “Don’t hesitate to call me. I can’t think of another way to compensate you…”
Chan smiled, and shook hands with the security guard.
“No need to worry, mate. It’s fine now.” He stated calmly, his other hand still engulfing yours.
Minho bowed at him, his arm around your waist, as if trying to erase any marks or traces of the drunkard’s touch.
“Home, love?” He said in a gentle whisper, kissing your temple after you nodded. “S’okay.”
Minho opened the door to the car for you, and Chan’s hand never left your thigh the whole way back home.
As soon as you got back, you let out a tired sigh.
Chris hugged you from behind, and you melted under his touch. With a soft grin, Minho ushered Chan’s arms away from you, and swiftly took you in his arms.
“Sleepy?” The older one asked, but you shook your head. You didn’t want the night to end on this note. “Then I’ll go get something. You guys get going.” He smiled at you, eyes soft as he lovingly stroke your cheek, your face resting on Minho’s shoulder.
With a slight smirk, he patted Minho’s butt, and headed to his studio.
“Bang Chan!” He whisper-yelled, ears red, and you chuckled lowly.
“Cheeky little baby.” Minho cooed at you, heading to your shared room, and you giggled softly, hiding your head on the crook of his neck. “Let us take care of you, yeah?”
You moved your head from his neck and pecked his lips. Minho took you to bed, and tenderly took your heels off.
“Shower?” He asked softly, but you shook your head no, so he nodded, taking off your dress. With a cat-like grin, his fingers went back to your thighs.
“You have to wear these more often, you little tease.” He snickered, and you smiled, blushing softly. “You look so good in everything.” He said, stroking your cheek.
Chan quickly came back, fluffy blankets and laptop with him.
“Movie night!” He smiled, almost childishly, and both your and Minho’s heart tugged on your chests.
They took their fancy clothes off and put on sleeveless shirts and the matching pyjama pants you had gifted them for Christmas, who were at first meant as a joke, but remained being used just because how comfy they were.
There, snuggled between Chan and Minho, you smiled, taking both of their hands.
“I’m hungry.” You said, pouting unconciously.
“We can make popcorn if you want.” Christ suggested, pausing the movie.
You sat in your knees, looking at them with a smirk.
Minho smirked back, starting to guess where this was headed.
“What do you want to eat, kitten?”
You snickered.
“I want to have ramen.”
~kats, who hopes everyone understood that kdrama reference just now ;););););)
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cheolslz · 3 months
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Thot hour for the day, Shua being a slight mean dom!, someone who isn’t jealous easily but boy oh boy when he does get jealous? 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 he also gives mes a “look at me”vibe because he loves your eyes and your expressions but like emphasis on loving your eyes
oh op you're crazy
18+ (minors dni), mirror sex (I had to sorry), hoshi is mentioned lol
“You enjoy the attention?” joshua whispers in your ear.
It started innocent. A casual meet up with the boys. 2hours into the meetup and joshua was slowly loosing his mind.
He knew you were unaware of how hoshi was looking at you. He doesnt blame hoshi, you were beautiful as fuck but something in him felt uneasy. He couldnt tell if you were genuinely unaware of hoshi’s advances to you or were you just not doing anything to stop him.
Joshua usually didn't get jealous, your relationship was stable enough for him to know you'd not cheat on him but god, he had to prove you're his.
So now he has you pressed up against his chest while he splits your open with his cock. He's glad he listened to you when you suggested to get a mirror near the bed because god you look so pretty.
He could see all of you in the mirror. How your thighs shake everytime he thrusts deeper, your jaw hanging open and your eye, God, your eyes. Joshua loved your eyes. He loved how sparkly they get when youre excited and happy. He also loved how he could see your pupils blown out as he fucks you hard, making your eyes roll to the back of your head.
“Look at me" he forces your face to look in the mirror. The whole sight so erotic it makes you whimper. he holds your chin in place, making eye contact through the mirror.
“Only i can fuck you like this”
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lqfiles · 8 days
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Okay okay. Clearly I love your dating a member posts lol I’ve reblogged every time I’ve read them. Sooooo I was wondering if you could do a dating Jeno and/or dating Johnny? No rush!!! Take your time on it. Whenever you get the chance ❤️
tysmmm!!!! as for your rq i honestly am not sure about a jeno one because i tried to think of smth but i rlly couldn’t come up with anything 💔 unfortunately i’m not a big jeno stan or a jeno stan atm to have good ideas for his one, as for johnny i don’t write for him i’m sorry 😭 the only 127 members i write for atm are jaehyun, jungwoo and doyoung !!! i’m sorry but thank you for rb and liking the others <3
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babyleostuff · 1 month
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fluff 𐙚 established relationship 𐙚 idol!wonwoo x gn!reader 𐙚 wc: 339
natalia's note: this is definitely not inspired by wonwoo's appearance in mingyu's live
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“tired?” you asked quietly, not wanting to disturb the fluff ball that was currently occupying your chest. 
wonwoo weakly nodded his head, his slightly curly hair tickling your neck, as he wrapped one of his arms that was around your waist a bit tighter. the second your boyfriend entered the bedroom in his and mingyu’s apartment, you knew he’d be slightly clingier than usual - wonwoo was always a tad needier when sleepy and tired, something you could never get enough of. 
“want to go to sleep?” you murmured, running your fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck. you could practically feel him melt into your embrace. 
“you can stay up if you want to,” wonwoo said, his voice no louder than a whisper. with a quiet grunt he propped himself on his arm, taking away his body warmth making you shiver, despite wearing one of his fluffy sweatshirts. 
“come here,” you cupped his cheeks, stopping him from getting out of bed. you ran your thumbs over his soft cheeks, smiling at his sleepy expression. he looked like he was about to fall asleep sitting up. “your glasses, baby,” you giggled and pulled his new frames off his nose, setting them on your nightstand. “now we can sleep,” you smiled and leaned in to kiss his nose.
wonwoo returned your kiss with a shy smile, pecking you on the lips, and after saying a quiet "i love you", he took off his shirt and made himself comfortable on the pillows. "c'mere," he spread his arms so that you could lie on top of him for a change. placing your head in your favorite place - right above his heart, you felt your eyelids begin to droop.
“i love your long hair, you know,” you yawned. "we have to get rid of all the scissors."
"mhm, we have to."
the last thing you felt before you fell asleep was wonwoo's hand taking yours and placing it on his chest and a soft "sleep well, baby," whispered into your ear.
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andysorbit · 6 days
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The Rock of Gibraltar (M)
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Hard dom!Jeno x Fem!reader
Please support by reblogging!!
Minors, fuck off.
word count: 1k
warnings: overstimulation, CNC vibes, oral sex, penetration (reader receiving) dacryphylia, he's a hard dom and he's a lil mean, spitting, face slapping, degradation, many cream pies yay 🙂‍↔️
note: hi idk this just happened but hooray to my first fic after my url change! for those of you that may not know, I am Andy from neoculturecollectives :)
also, @sharonxdevi this is for you my dear 🙂‍↕️
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Your thighs tremble as Jeno greedily laps and sucks at your cunt. His arms circle around your thighs and pin you down firmly; the lewd sounds of his greedy mouth mingling with your weak cries for mercy.
But Jeno isn't merciful.
Jeno likes to gaslight you a little. Always knowing how far is too far or not far enough, he gets into your head and stays there; torturing, teasing, manhandling. He reduces you to a sobbing, drooling pile of flesh and bones with a heart that only beats for him. He'll tell you anything and you'll take it as gospel and when he decides to, he'll tell you something else and that's just how it is.
He kisses your cunt sloppily, tongue flicking over your clit as your wetness slicks up his chin. You reach down to push his head away and he lets you.
He even lets you weakly drag yourself away from him inch by inch. You whimper as you move, thighs trembling violently as they clumsily help you scramble back. Jeno sits up and smiles wickedly. He palms his cock through his black boxers as he watches you.
He likes this game of lion and lamb. He likes the fight; he relishes in the way he gets to wrestles you into submission just because he can- because he knows you'll struggle against him but let him win because you love his power.
"Where the fuck do you think you're going? Huh?" Jeno chuckles. You make it to the headboard and relief washes over you as you savor however many more seconds he's giving you before he continues his torture on your trembling body.
"Daddy, I- I- I-"
Jeno rolls his eyes, "Daddy, I- I-I- Oh God, give it a rest, would you?" he says mockingly. You bite down on your bottom lip and squeeze your eyes shut in anticipation.
"I asked you a question, baby... You can answer me like a big girl," his voice floats into your ears sweetly, tightening your tummy and comforting you. You open your eyes and find his trained on you.
"Daddy," You whimper. "Yes, princess?" he hums. "I... I don't... remember..." You say between hiccuped breaths. His smiles softens and you release the last of the tension from your body, melting against the mattress as he looks you over with unassuming eyes.
"You don't remember what, sweetheart?" he asks you gently. He still hasn't touched you and your muscles have slowly stopped twitching.
"I dont remember your question, daddy. M'sorry," You warble. Jeno sighs dejectedly, "I'm always right about girls like you but I try my absolute best to give you the benefit of my very big doubt but you don't make it easy."
He grabs ahold of your ankle and you yipe softly as he slowly drags you back down to the edge of the bed, "Girls like you are so fucking stupid. Just the thought of getting stuffed shuts down your basic critical thinking. It's call and response, Y/n. That is as basic as it gets. Daddy calls, you respond," he patronizes; still pulling you back to him agonizing slow, "Now I asked you, where the fuck you thought you were going... I didn't tell you to move and I'm fucking positive that I didn't hear you ask me for a damn thing."
You cry softly, "Daddy... please. I can't take another one. S'too much..."
Jeno's brooding eyes roll once more, "I don't believe you and if you're smart, you can tell me why I don't."
"Because I'm... I'm a whore."
"That's right... and?"
"And a whore doesn't stop until daddy wants to stop."
Jeno nods slowly, "I love it when that lightbulb goes off for you. I hardly ever get to see it happen but you look so pretty when you use your brain."
You sniffle as he finally pulls you back down to him completely and hovers over you. The chain adorned around his neck sparkles and you look at the pendant with your initials accented with tiny diamonds before it rests against your clammy chest. Jeno places soft kisses against your throat then up to your mouth, "Open your mouth nice and wide for daddy," he breathes. You do as you're told and he spits into your mouth.
A chill rages through your body and he does it again.
"I'm gonna be nice to you- just this once, okay?" he chortles.
You nod and his hand comes down across your cheek before grabbing your face roughly; he leans in almost close enough to press his mouth to yours, "I can't hear a fucking nod, Y/n- I said I'm gonna be nice to you but I never said I was gonna let you disrespect me. If I ask you a question, answer it. Your mouth has to be able to do something besides suck my dick."
The pain goes right to your abused pussy and he knows it. His free hand eases down between your thighs and he strokes you again.
"Daddy," You sob harder. You know he has no mercy and he pulls you up into a seated position; your upper body totally supported by him as he begins to drag one more tortured orgasm out of you. Tears stain your cheeks as he smiles devilishly.
"Daddy... oh my God," You cry. Jeno drags his tongue up, up. up; collecting your tears on his tongue with a deep chuckle, "One more. Show me how strong you are and take one more."
You whine, "Ye- o- ok-ay... Okay- dad-dy," You sputter out. "That's my good little whore. One more and daddy's gonna turn you over and fuck that used little pussy."
You cum hard and broken; sobs rattling your body as Jeno's fingers come to a stop. He doesn't give you a chance to catch your breath before he's turning you over onto your stomach, "Ass up," he growls, "Arch your back... Just like that. Show off like you did earlier. Show daddy."
You obey his commands and leave yourself completely exposed and at his whim; flinching when his hand comes down hard on your ass, "Look at daddy's little fuck toy." Jeno grabs you by the back of your neck and pulls you up onto your knees. He doesn't give you a moment to brace yourself as he drives his cock into soaking wet heat. You cry out again; head lolling to the side as he fucks you relentlessly. The head of his cock nudges deliciously against your cervix with every merciless thrust he delivers.
"You feel how deep daddy is? I know you do. Nobody’s cock can reach that deep like mine can. You were made for me. This is all you'll ever be good for, Y/n. Just a hole to fill with my cum."
His voice drifts into your ears and you nod in agreement; too fucked out know your up from your down, you try you best to say something to him.
"Dad- dy- fuck... Th- ank- you- dad- dy," the words tumble out of your mouth slowly and they feel as if they're not even coming from your own mouth.
Jeno laughs wickedly as he circles an arm around your neck and shoves his free hand between your thighs; fingers massaging your sensitive clit. You try in vain to push his hand away from you.
Jeno, being your immovable mountain, continues his attack on you with no effort at all. He's a powerhouse, using any opportunity to subdue you; he gets off on watching you struggle to free yourself. You both get off on it.
"Daddy! Please, daddy... I can't... I-"
"Oh shut up- you fucking love this."
And he's right.
You do so nod and you sob and you relish in the tightening of his arm around your neck as he brings you closer to another nearly unbearable orgasm.
"Daddy!"
The word comes out as a plea and as a thank you. Jeno knows you appreciate this. He does too. He also knows that he's finally broken you and that if he goes on, you'll need the safeword so he does what made you fall in love with him in the first place:
He begins grounding you so he can put you back together until the next time.
"You did so well, kitten. We're gonna stop now, okay? Count down from ten with me, okay? I'm so proud of you."
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hhy5lost · 2 months
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NO ESCAPE
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GENRE —> ANGST, HURT
PAIRING — > H. Jisung x F!Reader
SYNOPSIS —> You feel intoxicated by your own thoughts and burdens. You should be grateful, but it's hard when life doesn't seem too worthy of living. You just feel bad your boyfriend has to deal with it
WC —> 420
A/N —> this is more self indulgent so like...it won't be as good as the rest cause this ain't even a real plot nor story per say.
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There doesn't feel a way to escape. I could kill myself, though, I'm too young, too scared and too many people to disappoint. I hate that we have to be selfish for wanting to disappear because of everyone who so suppose care about us. It's a big step. But, I know I don't want to live anymore, such big desires for such a stupid, dumb girl like me who can't decide anything for herself. I want to be happy, I really do. I should be grateful. I have an amazing boyfriend who’d do anything and everything for me in a heartbeat, no hesitation. A roof over my head, food, clothes. All you could imagine. Although, what's the point of having all of these expenses when I don't feel alive most days. I think I'm okay, and soon in a depressive mindset not too many days later and in a cycle that rotates, continuously. it seemed to get, easier, somehow. I just want it to end. Is it so hard to want? Maybe death is the way. though, i have a feeling the mental suffering wouldn't end even when I'm dead. I wish I was normal. I don't want this mind anymore, please, I want a new one. I don't want to live like this anymore, in constant battle within myself. Maybe, trying to change my life style will help. maybe eating healthier, being more active. Or maybe… a new start?
I'm so lost, yet no one seems to understand. They say they do then say completely different things that aren't even what I'm talking about. Why're you talking about yourself? This isn't about you. This problem is about me and my suffering. Why does no one understand that? Are you even listening to me? You sound like a foul. Go away please, I want to be alone. I feel suffocated, intoxicated within your presence and what feels like verbal abuse. 
Jisung feels defeated, I know he does. He acts like he cares and loves me so much to the point of being so understanding. He probably pity’s me or is just taking care of me because he feels bad, doesn't want to hurt my feelings. 
…He brought me flowers today..they were my favorite, smelt amazing too. “These are for you. I wanted to get you something, because you deserve it, my sweet girl.” Those words always felt so sincere to me. I feel bad he forces himself to love and take care of me…maybe I'm the fool.
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marie-is-seein-stars · 2 months
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Mafia AU: Stray Kids -
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Chapter 1: Rough Start
You were running from people, a vendor you had stolen food from as a desperate attempt to survive, you hadn't eaten since you left your apartment, which was weeks ago. Now here you were, feeding on scraps and stealing food just to keep your body distracted from the sickness that was fogging your mind. Your body might've been occupied, but your brain kept playing that scene in your head like a broken record.
You held on to the rickety metal pole that passed as railing on the concrete stairs to the apartment you shared with your boyfriend, 143-District 9. It reeked of tobacco, but an unfamiliar sound filled your ears 'It's just the neighbors, fucking, again' you rolled your eyes at the noise, reassuring yourself that your boyfriend would never cheat on you. But as you unlocked the door, that noise became louder, and that's when the truth hit you like a ton of bricks...
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wonuwrites · 22 days
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Seventeen Most To Least Likely To:
protect you from yourself
2.0 from this ask xo from @sharonxdevi
warnings: fluffy, angsty, some cursing, some food talk in Wonwoo's, stressed out Cheol + Jeonghan + kwannie :( , slight suggestive maybe if you squint, also I wrote basically a novel for Minghao's part. If you hate that, then go away bc we love Minghao here.
p.s I wrote most of this at 2 am after chugging 2 redbulls. It's gonna be chaotic as fuck and i'm not sorry whatsoever
listening to this banger of an album
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M O S T
-> Minghao
Out of all of the members in Seventeen, I feel like Minghao always has an eye out for you and is always conscious of you.
I mean, if you need an example on how he'd be: look at how he babies friggin Vernon lmao.
He would do a lot of little things, like when you were being a passenger princess, because you would be. He would do this if there were bumps in road or whatever.
He also would always be holding your hand when walking and would walk by the road.
He'd peel your orange just so you wouldn't hurt yourself with a knife by accident.
Potentially might blow on food so you wouldn't burn your mouth lmaooo.
I don't think he would nag you like others would because he knew you were your own person and could do whatever they pleased.
However, he would always show how much he wanted to protect you.
You were his special person after all.
If you fell in front of him, he'd run to you and help you up. If you were laughing he might giggle as well and remind you to be more careful.
If you managed to get hurt and he was not around he would first make sure you weren't dying. Then he would just try to calm you down if you were anxious and just be there.
honestly, 100/10 type a guy. He's a walking green flag.
-> Dino
Honestly, maknae means nothing. Lee Chan is one of the more responsible members of Seventeen.
I mean in Nana Tour he was manager of money.
Just like being the manager, he would be the manager of your life?
He would constantly make sure you were okay and that any "obstacles" would not be in your way AT ALL.
He would be by your side constantly when you were out just to make sure you were safe and comfortable.
He'd be a bit more naggy than Minghao but that was just because he was nervous and was trying to convey that he was worried about you.
If you ever fell or ran into anything in front of him, I could see him either shocked if you were seriously hurt or laugh hysterically if you were fine and laughing as well.
However, if you got hurt when he was not near by, he would get so sad he wasn't able to be your prince in shining armor and protect you.
-> S. Coups
tbh you would stress him the fuck out lmfaoo.
He would try to hide it in front of you because he didn't want you to feel guilty for it. You couldn't help you were prone to accidents!
With being a leader of 12 other people, having you to watch after to was pretty much a given.
However, because of being leader he wouldn't be able to watch you as often as Minghao or Chan could which is why he is a bit lower.
Believe me, he would 100000% be number one if he didn't already have the other 12 to worry about.
When he realized you were more of a clutz then Mingyu he'd want to wrap you in bubble wrap and keep an eye on you 25/8.
Unfortunately, (or fortunately) you were a brat and would tease him often with "nOt NeEdInG hIs HeLp" it and that might trigger his brat taming kink lmfao.
If you were to fall or run into idk a wall he would just sigh and rub his temples LMFAO. I can see him being like "are you sure about that, sweetheart? Boom. a bruise. Let me just take care of you."
tbh he'd probably also sulk if he found out you got hurt and he wasn't there to prevent it. It would not be his fault but expect flowers, your favorite take out, one of his jackets, and him to be at your door asap.
-> Seungkwan
You also would stress him the fuck out.
Unlike Cheol tho, he would show you and admit he was stressed out.
Not to make you feel guilty but that was the way he was communicating why we would nag/being over protective.
End of the day, he wanted you to be safe and not hurt at all.
If he ever made you feel bad by his nagging, he would apologize and try to calm it down but he couldn't help it. He was worried as hell about you.
If you ever tripped or got hurt in front of him, he would just sigh and rub his temple LOL.
ngl he might even side eye you because he warned you.
You might apologize for it even though it was an accident which would make him apologize and then make sure you were okay.
If you were hurt when he was not around, he would feel sick. He wouldn't show you this side but he might get teary eyed until he knew if you were okay.
bc like I said... end of the day he wants you to be safe.
-> Woozi
Look bestie's been lifting weights for a few different reasons
one being, to be able to help you with things so you wouldn't strain yourself.
Like do you need to lift a box or something? He's got you babe
Need a door opened? Jihoon's got you pookie.
He wouldn't vocalize that he was doing anything to protect you, he just would.. do it
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anyway where was I? Oh yeah
so Jihoon would always try to be there for you and would try to do things for you so you could be safe.
However, if you tripped or hurt yourself infront of him, he would be flabbergasted and by your side within seconds to make sure you are okay.
If you got injured when he was not with you, I can see him being a bit more logical then other members and would make sure you were okay and try his best to not make you feel foolish. it might be hard tho.
-> Jeonghan
Sooo, basically similarly to Seungcheol and Seungkwan you would stress him the fuck out.
However, he would try to play it off and act like he wasn't that bothered.
Believe me tho, he was.
He'd show his stress not in front of you tho.
He would sigh if he heard something crash in the other room with you shouting "I'm okay Hannie, I swear."
Ngl he might ask if you were dumb as a joke to try to tease you.
He'd tease you a lot actually.
He'd say shit like "Gotta do this because SOMEBODY will prob break an ankle or something and we can't have that."
If you got hurt in front of him, I can see him either laugh or go "Aigoooo~ my baby."
If you ever got hurt when he was not around, expect clingy domestic Jeonghan to nurse you back to health and nag you to be more careful.
He'd feel sick if you were ever hurt to an extreme and he wasn't there to protect you.
-> Joshua
first things first, he would like to say he was a gentleman to you.
yet if you were to fall he would laugh LMAO
not to be malicious but more like "what the fuck?"
You were so interesting to him and your coordination or er lack of coordination skills was so fascinating to him.
Like how could you be standing next to him then on the floor within 5 seconds?! there was no obstacles. wtf Y/N?!
If you were to get injured in front of him, like I said he'd laugh but if it was serious. He would quickly be godsent gentleman mode and would take care of you to best of his abilities.
If you got hurt when he was not nearby, he would make sure you were okay mentally, physically, emotionally, spiritually, etc. Once he knew you were okay he'd prob make a cheeky comment just to make you laugh.
"Sometimes I feel like the floor gets more action than me? Fall on me next time baby?"
-> Wonwoo
No I didn't forget about Wonu I swear, I think he's toward the bottom and let me explain LOL
So, he would act like he was the best at protecting and would kinda act like Minghao, Seungcheol and/or Jeonghan.
He'd be a bit of a nagger kinda like Seunkwan ngl.
"Y/N, you need to be more careful. Kneecaps are important." "You need to take care of yourself." "Energy drinks aren't the only type of food you need to be healthy." etc.
However, if y'all were around Mingyu he was donezo and exposed.
Gyu would just be like "Hyung, you're one to talk."
Gyu would expose this poor man and would honestly protect you from his naggings.
However, if you fell in front of them after, Mingyu would realize Wonu was right in his nagging and you were a lost cause /lh LOL
If you ever were hurt in front of him, expect princess treatment. He would make sure you were okay.
If you were hurt when he was away, he would be one of the members that would drop everything and go straight to you. He would def be one of the more emotional members if you were hurt.
-> Vernon
tbh Joshua 2.0 LMAO
he'd laugh his ass off if you managed to trip over air in front of him.
Only time he wouldn't laugh on spot is if you accidentally banged your hip into a corner of the counter or something.
If anything, Hansol would just Hansol ya know?
Just a little "oh shit, you good?"
He'd do his best to help you not be so accident prone but after awhile, he just kinda realized it was bound to happen.
He still would try to help.
If you got hurt when he was not there, he would send you memes or something to lift up your spirits.
-> DK
Joshua 3.0.
He would fall to the ground laughing with you if you had tripped over air or whatever.
He would do his best to protect you from yourself but he also would try not to focus on your accident prone ways because he wouldn't want you to be embarrassed or feel bad about yourself.
Everyone has talents and yours is tripping over nothing or running into a corner every once in awhile.
Honestly, I could see him rate your accidents if he knew you were fine and just embarrassed LOL.
Like you would trip over your new puppy or something and he would be like "oooo i give that a 8 out of 10 LOL.
If you were ever hurt in front of him like actually, he would be soft and just make sure you were okay.
He might kiss it better? :')
If you were hurt when he was not near you, I could see him being similar to Wonwoo where he'd get emotional and just want to make sure you were okay.
He would call you as soon as possible and if he heard you rate your injury, he might scoff a bit but still laugh at your humor.
-> Hoshi
look, it's not that he doesn't want to protect you. he does.
A Tiger always needs to protect his Tigress ya know? I'm not sorry but pls still read my content LOLOLOL
Anyway, he would be similar to Joshua, DK, and Hansol where he'd laugh if you fell.
Most of the time, he knew you were not hurt.
Sometimes, he might compliment your spills and it might give him inspiration for a dance move.
Honestly tho, he is one of the more accident prone members too. Here's a comp I found if you don't believe me.
He'd joke, "we could be roomies if we both get hurt so it wouldn't be too bad." LOL
Jokes aside, if you ever did actually get hurt around Soonyoung he would baby you like no tomorrow. He might get a little emotional but that was because he didn't like to see his partner in pain whatsoever.
If you ever got hurt and he was away on schedules, he would be even more emotional. He'd blame himself. Even if logically it was not his fault, he would still feel awful he wasn't there to protect you.
-> Jun
He's a bit in his own world most of the time from what I've seen.
He still would try his best to protect you and make sure you were okay though.
I feel like maybe you would have to protect him more??
Or at least attempt too?
idk I feel like you both are so soft for each other that if one of you fell, the other would join the other person on the floor so you didn't feel alone.
If you were to fall or get hurt in front of him I can see him buffer a bit and then ask you what he should do.
He just didn't want to make situation worse.
If you were hurt and he was not there, he would be there as soon as he could just to make sure you were okay.
He'd NEVER nag you to be more careful. He just would want you to be okay.
L E A S T
-> Mingyu
Look he's too tall for his own good and sometimes his own limbs make him accident prone as well.
He really would try the best he could to protect you because well let's be real, out of all of Seventeen he would be the biggest simp.
However I can see him trying to help you up and falling in the process :(
There would be a lot of laughs though.
So much laughter.
Even if both of yall were a mess and occasionally accident prone, at least y'all could be that way together.
You both don't take that much serious and there would be other areas where Mingyu could show his "protective" and "dominant" side.
trust me he would too LOL.
If you ever got hurt in front of him, he would automatically go house husband and would wipe your wounds and carry you around like a princess.
shirt optional tbh
If you ever were hurt when he was away on schedules, he would be worried thoughout the duration of the schedule. If Seungcheol was there, he would tell him just to go check on you because he knew he was not fully there unless he knew his baby was okay :((((
ahhh hope this was okay <33
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marie-was-a-cherub · 12 days
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Felix the Fuckboy Part 2
As the two of you finally reach your destination, Felix can't help but notice the excitement written all over your face. "I'm glad you agreed to come with me," he says in a softer tone than before.
You smile at his words and nod your head, feeling grateful for the unexpected adventure. As you both enter through the gates of the amusement park, Felix takes your hand once again and leads you towards one of the roller coasters.
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"Are you ready for this?" Felix asks as he straps himself into a seat beside yours.
You nod vigorously, feeling adrenaline pumping through your veins. As the ride begins to climb up higher and higher, you can't help but feel like everything is moving in slow motion. But as soon as it starts racing down at high speeds with twists and turns throughout its tracks, screams of joy escape from both of you. By now, everything seems like a blur as swirling wind rushes past your ears at 100 km/hour during this thrilling ride.
After several more rides filled with laughter and screams echoing throughout the park, nightfall arrives quickly, signaling that it's time to leave. You thank him for such an amazing day out together before parting ways - not sure what tomorrow would bring but you had a nagging voice in the back of your mind saying that all this was too good to be true, you ignored it.
Before you could leave, Felix grabs hold of your hand and looks at you with a serious expression. "Listen, I know I may come across as someone who's only interested in hooking up but being with you today was different," he says earnestly.
You look at him quizzically, not sure how to react to his sudden change in demeanor.
"I don't wanna play games anymore. I want to get to know you better and see where this goes," Felix continues, sincerity lacing his voice.
Feeling your heart skip a beat, you smile and nod. "I feel the same way," you reply softly.
With that out in the open now, the two of you say goodbye for now before going home. As soon as you're back at your dorm room, Felic follows up by texting: "Thinking about our day makes me really happy <3 Would love to hang out again soon!"
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catiuskaa · 4 months
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Bestie. Do I got another one for you that popped in my mind this morning with Mr. Bang flirting on bubble.
Imagine this, you’re at a fan meeting, sitting in front of the Bangchan, you’ve got a few mins left before you have to move to the next member so you get bold and you say “oh and Chan, that tongue? Keep it in your mouth if you don’t want stays to act up” cause you know this man always be sticking his tongue out during performances. He smirks, and playfully tells you to bring your ear to him so he can whisper something and he goes “I could keep it in my mouth or there are two other places I’m think where it could be” squeezing your hand. And you turn to him, adding a bit of distance so stays don’t beat your ass but keeping your voice low “bet. You won’t” wink at him and move to whoever is sitting next to him. Also also also coincidently y’all are staying at the same hotel. So so so 😈😈😈 do with that what you must my love when you can ❤️
MY GOD.
MY. GOD. ?!?!?!!?!!!!1!1!1!1!!1!1!?1!1!!1
THANKS FOR SHARING, WILL REACH OUT SOON WHEN I REMEMBER HOW TO BREATHE CORRECTLY. 🗣️🗣️🗣️🫨🫨🫨
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catiuskaa · 4 months
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Bestie. Bestie. Please tell me you say that clip of Hyunjin during hall of fame. Lip biting, eye rolling, murdering all of us. I need something based on that 😫😫
OMG WHICH ONE, SEND IT TO MEE 🤭🤤🤩
tell me all of your ideas!!! I’ll deliver! 🫡🫡
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cheolslz · 3 months
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I didn’t know I needed this till now. Now I need it like I need water. When you have the time and opportunity love, you’re the only one who can make it happen. NO RUSH THO
link! (safe)
you're crazy...but i completely understand
18+ (minors dni), late birthday post for dino because I got busy :(, birthday sex <3, nicknames (love) because I wrote this.
“happy birthday!” you hugged him the second he stepped foot in your house. dino giggles and retuns the hug, nuzzling into the crook of your neck
“thanks love”
you had everything planned. you made dinner which he enjoyed thoroughly, you got his favorite cake from the bakery downtown and sang him happy birthday. it was finally turn to give gifts. you handed him a small brown box, fidgeting with your fingers while he opened the packaging.
his eyes widen when he sees what's in the box. it's a simple silver chain. dino wasn't the biggest fan of jewelry but for a while he had been thinking about getting something simple he could wear everyday. he complimented the chain necklace you wear everyday and you knew you just had to get him something similar
“I love it” he smiles, his eyes turning into crescents that you love so much. you help him put it on and take a good look at him.
“you look amazing” you're mesmerized. sometimes you truly wonder how you bagged such a beautiful man to be yours.
as the night goes on, the air gets hotter. it's really not a surprise how before the clock hits 12 and his day is over, he's got you under him. you tried to convince him to let you take control and make him feel good on his birthday but your loving boyfriend convinces you otherwise, saying how he just wants to give you a thank you.
now he's on top of you, his cock trusting harder inside you while his body is hovering over yours. you start to loose focus, your vision becoming blurry when the feeling of cold metal on your face brings you back.
“thanks for the gift love, I'm glad you like it too”
the coolness of the silver chain against your burning face somehow makes the pleasure heightened which makes you whimper something incoherent into his ear. this wasn't your intention with getting him the gift but you're not complaining.
the way the cold metal hits your nose bridge makes your eyes roll back from the contrasting feeling. and obviously he notices.
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cheolslz · 3 months
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The thoughts that were thunked when I saw this
https://www.instagram.com/reel/C2Qq_mayuXm/?igsh=djA1ODVqY2VjNWg4
Please bestie. Work your magic while I drown in these thoughts 😫😫
link! (just minghao loosening a tie)
oh I'm definitely thinking..
suggestive (minors dni), gn! reader, tease minghao
I'm thinking sitting on the couch watching a show. the dim lighting of your apartment contrasted with the bright light of the show you were watching.
it's 12:30am when minghao finally comes home. he said he'd have some extra work. he told you not to wait up but obviously you had to, how could you sleep without seeing your boyfriends face at night?
he walks in, definitely not surprised you're awake. he smiles at your determination and comes over to you.
"I've told you not to wait up" he smiles when he sees you shrug at him. the tiredness of work slowly leaves him as he loosens his tie and unbuttons his top button. finally feeling at home.
and oh. he looks hot doing it.
he's amused really. he can't believe you find such little things about him so attractive. but obviously he'll take advantage of that. if his love wants something, they'll definitely get it.
and minghao has always been observant. he sees the way your eyes linger at his neck a bit too long. he sees how you slowly shift your position and he definitely sees how you squish your legs together. he's aware of it too. he smirks as he takes his tie off, making sure to pull it off easily.
"my eyes are up here love" he chuckles at your flustered reaction. he takes his tie in his hand and caresses your face with it.
"how about we try something new tonight?"
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catiuskaa · 4 months
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No because
https://www.instagram.com/reel/C0bt1a_qSlu/?igsh=MTRleHVlc24wNWNubw==
Like ya know? 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨
OOF, oh I KNOWWW 🗣️🗣️🗣️
thinking thoughts™️ but goddd does channie look tasty sometimes!! 🫶🤤🤤
thanks for sharing my love 🤭🤭💕
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catiuskaa · 3 months
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you asked me to stay. [Not yet].
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PAIRING! idol!bangchan x reader
SUMMARY: even if idols 'don’t date fans', there are no rules against a little bit of teasing, and so it happens that Mr Bang Chan here really likes your kind of thinking.
WC: 4.1k
CW: starts off fluffy, then angsty if you squint?, but develops into a (short but still) spicy NSFW. lol, the triangle of (fan)fiction! not gonna say anything else cause I don’t want to spoil it, teehee. Have fun! (I did!)
REQUESTED! here by my sweet 'n spicy baby @sharonxdevi, hope you like my take on it! <3
A/N: wanted to pop down here as a reminder that just because the setting is a fan meeting and yada yada, this work is still unrelated to Channie as an idol. now, please keep reading! I really like how this one turned out 🤭
[♦️☆🔒☆♦️]
He's so sweet.
You kept giggling and blushing like an idiot, but how couldn't you? The Christopher Bang was right before you, smiling and laughing at the lame jokes you blabbered as a blush surely creeped out, your face a deep shade of a pinkish tone.
“Oh, and I wanted to mention that you look so amazing in your performances! You have me addicted, Chan.” You giggled.
He chuckled, blushing lightly, raising a hand to his mouth, half covering it. “Really?”
You could melt at the sight of him.
“Yeah! I’ve watched all your fancams.” You nodded with enthusiasm.
His laughs turned louder, his ears red. “I feel so shy knowing someone as pretty as you watches me dance so much.”
You blinked, your eyes wide.
As what?
He cheeked his tongue, eyeing at you sheepishly.
Oh. So he knew what he was doing.
You smirked softly. Your change in attitude made him raise his eyebrows slightly.
“One minute.”
You eyed at the suited man that came to talk to Chan and smiled. He left back to his position, and you leaned closer to the idol.
“Just have to say, that tongue of yours?” You chuckled, and to him, it was one fo the most enticing sounds he had heard in a while. “Keep it in your mouth if you don’t want STAY to act up.”
There was a bubbly feeling in your stomach that only heightened when you watched his face displaying raw surprise.
You were about to combust in spontaneous fire because, well, you just flirted with an idol, a real famous one, that is, but then, he smirked, leaning even closer to you. You could feel his breath on the shell of your ear. His hand softly took yours, and your breath hitched as he snickered playfuly, making you feel a shiver travel down your spine.
“I’m thinking there are far more interesting places where I could keep it.” He grinned in a teasing tone, staring at your lips for a second, licking his own. “But I’m obedient. I’ll keep my mouth shut if you say so.” He stated lowly, his eyes locked on yours. …
Oh.
OH.
MY GOD.
He squeezed your hand, sitting back again. His face was covered by a shade of red, and he couldn’t exactly place what had taken over him.
For a moment, he bit his lip, wary of your reaction, considering you hadn’t so much as muttered anything, frozen in your place.
But then you chuckled, struggling to grasp what had just happened, and his whole body relaxed when you squeezed his hand too.
“Bet. You won’t.” You snickered, standing up, siren eyes staring down at him as you moved away, allowing the next person’s turn.
He winked at you as you left.
W-What had just happened?
Your mind felt fuzzy.
Had Bang Chan just done the triangle method on you?
Chan stared at your back before facing the person in front of him.
He could’ve sworn he had seen you before.
[♦️☆🔒☆♦️]
“YOU DID WHAT?!”
Chan grimaced at Hyunjin, sinking his head back on the pillow in his hotel room.
“Leave him alone, Jinnie.” Yongbok frowned slightly. “But I have to say. Not the smartest move, mate.”
Chan sighed in frustration. “I know, I know.”
And it was because he knew that he didn’t dare to say, but just thinking about you, he also knew for a fact that he wouldn’t hesitate on doing it again. Had he had the opportunity, maybe even more.
But idols don’t do that.
Because it is for a reason that idols don’t date fans. Marketing? 100%. Sure. But it also protected them from scandals and such. Or that’s what Chan liked to say to himself.
Felix felt a bit guilty. Chan had gotten scolded by almost all the members now, some who went more ballistic than others —like Hyunjin, who still was fuming, claiming that if Chan was going to do something forbidden, he could’ve said something better than that—, but he looked at the fellow Australian and stood up, laying his small hand on Hyunjin’s shoulder.
The taller one stopped his rambling against Chan and his alleged lack of creativity regarding flirting, and his eyes softened, looking at Yongbok.
“Give the man a break.” Felix smiled softly. “He understands what he’s done. He’s a big boy. Right, Channie?”
The big boy lazily raised his hand from the bed, not moving his head from the pillow as he hummed and raised his thumb.
“This bitch—” Hyunjin started, threatening to throw a pillow at the older one, but Felix quickly pushed him away, taking him back to their room.
Finally alone after what seemed like a lifetime, Chan turned around, staring at the ceiling.
He covered his face with his hands.
Reckless. Stupid, reckless idiot.
It had to be past twelve when he got tired of waiting for sleep to get to him. That never happened anyways. So he stood up with a groan, yawning out of boredom, quickly fetching a jacket and heading to the elevators with slow steps.
He got in and slowly started to put on his beanie and his mask, which wouldn’t really make a difference if someone recognized him, still, it gave him some reassurance. But then, the elevator stopped barely two floors after he got in.
His whole body tensed up.
He recognized who stepped in, messy hair, funny slippers and padded jacket on.
He knew who that was, because he had been right.
He had seen you before.
“Oh.” You smiled, and he could tell by the small wrinkles in your eyes, because the bottom half of your face was hidden by the jacket’s high neck. “Good night.” You mumbled softly.
He nodded. He was afraid you’d recognize him. He was unsure of what to do himself —or if he should do anything—, he couldn’t even think of how you would react. And just the idea that you wouldn’t like seeing him there made him hide his face more in his dark mask, so instead, he fidgeted with his room card, not daring to look at you for too long.
“Trouble sleeping?” You pondered in a kind tone. He nodded again, and you smiled. He had to hold back the impulse of lowering your jacket just so he could see your bright features, the ones that had charmed him so much barely a couple of hours ago.
“Same here.” You muttered, and he could’ve sworn that your voice alone, warm and soothing, could singlehandedly lull him to sleep in a heartbeat. “Walking helps though, don’t you think?”
He, again, just managed to nod. But for some reason, your presence didn’t make him feel guilty for not talking. In the middle of the night nothing seemed to have any rules between you two and the four walls of the elevator.
“Sorry, am I bothering you?” You asked in a murmur.
It was the first time he shook his head no, vigorously so, and you blushed lightly, smiling.
“Good to know.” You grinned, chuckling softly. The elevator dinged, arriving to the last floor. Chan held back a frustrated groan, yearning to keep hearing your voice.
“Have a good night.” You smiled, but his hand softly took yours.
“Huh?” You muttered softly.
Chan struggled. Fuck, shit, fuck. He had done that completely out of reflex. He didn’t know what to say, and just scrathed the side of his face, staring at your linked hands.
He shook his head once more, asking you to stay.
To you, you already had the weird feeling that you knew him. But he touched your hand, and something from it felt shockingly familiar.
Now, you could’ve sworn you had seen him before.
“What is it?” You asked, your voice coated in something sweet, something that Chan suddenly wanted to taste. “Would you like to walk with me?”
He nodded eagerly. And you grinned sheepishly.
You two crossed through the hotel main’s hall nonchalantly, and Chan just followed you, intriegued that you hadn’t taken the main entrance door to exit.
“Trust me,” you muttered, smiling. He felt it was scary that he would, in a heartbeat. “The gardens are so much better.”
You took his hand. A motion completely out of reflex, that both of you only allowed yourselves to yearn for in silence.
You grinned at him, turning around, and his breath hitched, lips parted beneath his mask when he realized how close you were.
You opened a black door to your right with a soft push of your body.
The hotel gardens at night were like a dream. The moonlight turned everything into a soft, magical scene. Tall trees swayed quietly, and you could hear crickets and leaves rustling. There was a small lake below it, its water calm, that reflected the image above it like a mirror, moon and stars glistening on the clear surface.
Even if Chan was only looking at the glow through your eyes.
“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” You grinned.
You stared back at him. Something in his eyes reminded you of someone you knew. A peculiar someone, that is.
He hummed in agreement, and your smile widened.
“Shall we?” You giggled in a murmur, letting him step outside before you.
There was a warmth in the night that ushered Chan to take off his mask and hat.
But he didn’t dare to. Not yet.
You two walked alongside, hands and knuckles brushing against each other, and the idol allowed himself to grin as you smiled, looking at the flowers that decorated the place. It was the first time in his life that he had found solace in the shared silence of insomnia.
With a swift motion, he surrendered. He felt like it wasn’t fair to know who you where if you didn’t —or couldn’t— recognize him. To hell with it, he thought, taking his hat and mask off.
But, much to his surprise, you didn’t so much as glance at him. You just snickered when he sighed, sounding happier, breathing in the sudden cold breeze that swooshed in the garden.
“Better, huh?” You mumbled in light amusement.
He smiled, shoving his hidden identity in his pockets.
“Much.” Chan muttered.
His heart beat loudly on his ears. He could feel it pulsating rapidly, waiting for the moment where you would turn to face him.
But you weren’t, just strolling down the stone path, callously ignoring his nervous demeanour.
He was about to stop and move you, but instead, your hand took his again.
And then you squeezed it lightly. Much like he had done a couple of hourse ago.
His breath hitched. He stopped walking.
“Chan?” You smiled.
He felt chaos unravel inside him, his cheeks blushing, his palms getting sweaty, and his heart giddily beating in his chest.
Another rush of soft air crossed through the hotel’s gardens, making your hair move with it. He could smell your light scent, something that felt warm inside him, something that he felt could lull him asleep.
You grinned.
“Hi.”
He chuckled lowly. He hadn’t let go of your hand. A part of him didn’t want to. Not yet.
“Hi.”
He saw you blush under the moonlight, not knowing his red-tinted cheeks were more obvious than yours.
“What’s a boy as pretty as you doing in a place like this?”
He blinked, his eyes wide.
As what?
He saw you cheek your tongue, doe eyes looking at him teasingly.
Oh. So you knew what you were doing.
He chuckled, thinking that was going to be all your teasing.
“Judging by how long it took for you to talk, I guess you did mean to keep your end of the deal.”
“Huh?” He inquired softly.
“You know.” You bit your lip and blushed a bit more, making him more interested, taking a step towards you without realizing. “Keeping your mouth shut. Like the obedient boy you are.”
He started breathing heavily, a low laugh rolling off his tone.
“Oh, yeah?” His smirk was only powered by yours. “I must say, I can be quite rebellious.”
“Really?” You snickered, feeling his hand squeeze yours again.
“Very.” He gulped. His bravado only lasted for so much, and deep inside, he was equally scared as curious.
He wanted to keep going. He wanted you to stay.
“Are you trying to prove it?” You mocked cheekily.
He stared at your lips, his breath felt heavy. “Would you like me to prove it?”
His hand threatened to reach for your cheek, but it was you who finally held it and moved it towards your face.
“Bet.” You giggled. “You won’t.”
The night air was crisp as your eyes, deep and expressive, locked with his, inviting and enticing, a secret to be held in them. His hair, often styled with flair, rested curly and messy, but you couldn’t help but get lost in the untamed beauty that he portrayed. Not even his lips gently grazing yours could wipe either of your smiles under the moonlight.
And then, for a moment, it wasn’t gentle.
Maybe it was because he sighed against your lips, or maybe it was because you followed an impulse and bit his lower lip, but then it got twisted. Tongues danced with one another, fighting for dominance in a burst of sudden passion.
“C-chan,” you gulped, arms traveling to his nape, playing with his hair. It made him weak.
“Chris,” he sighed, yearning to taste your lips again. And again. He didn’t want to stop. Not yet. “Call me— call me Chris.”
You chuckled. “Only if you call me…”
You were going to tease him, but your ideas suddenly flew away form your mind when he started peppering kisses on your neck, grazing your skin with his teeth.
“What?” He snickered. “A pet name of sorts?” He was teasing you, and he was so enjoying it, tasting the weirdly sweet and enticing flavour of your skin in his lips. “Would you like that, princess?” God, he needed more.
You bit your lip, holding back sounds behind heavy breaths, and he patted your thighs, making you jump into his arms without hesitation. Quickly, he moved the both of you, pinning you against the wall closest to you.
“C-chan…” He bit your skin slightly harder. “Chris! Ah, Chris…!”
“F-fuck…” He muttered. “I… I can’t…” He leaned his head in the crook of your neck, now covered in small and red lovebites. “You smell so good.”
You pecked his forehead, trying to catch your breath, your hands stroking his soft hair.
“Not here, right?” You smiled, soothing, comprehensive. His heart softened.
He nodded, sighting against your neck. He let go of your legs, allowing you to stand back on your feet tenderly.
“I’m sorry….?” Chan mumbled shyly. You giggled, brushing it off.
You were about to say something, but then the gravel cracked under someone’s weight. One that wasn’t either of you.
He tensed up under your arms.
You sighed. “Move!” You ushered in a whisper.
He frowned, his eyes darting from you and from where the sound had come from.
“But you—”
“Chan!” You pushed him away, hiding him behind another wall, and quickly took your phone from the pocket of your jacket, zipping back up what Chris had lowered.
“Who’s in there?”
Chan’s breath haltered.
You had hid him just a wall more, meaning that if the security guard found any of you, chances were that he wouldn’t be caught. You would.
You both held your breathing, hands interlinked even if your bodies were as far away as they could to do so, your heartbeats quickening in sync.
And then, it was just silence for a minute, the gravel cracked below the security guard’s feet, and he left as sudden as he had arrived.
You legs felt like jelly, and you let your back fall down the wall, ending up sitting on the floor with a huff.
“You were going to get in trouble.” Chris muttered.
You looked at him from the floor. The moonlight highlightened his lean figure and charismatic features.
You nodded. “It wouldn’t be me who’d get in the worst of it.” You smiled softly.
He nodded with you.
“We should go before it gets too late.”
Just before heading back together to the elevators, you looked to the reception, and grinned softly.
The elevator back up felt more silent than usual. And for some reason that could speak and make him blush, Chan missed the sound of your voice.
“Good night, Chris.”
It wasn’t going to be a good night.
Not after that interruption, which not only scared the shit out of him, but also made him rethink everything he was doing with you.
Chan arrived back to his room. After half an hour of mindlessly staring at the nightsky through the window, someone knocked on the door.
Could it be you? Chris blushed at the thought.
He opened the door to find nothing. Then, he looked to the floor, and found a mug of hot chocolate and a small note.
may have taken a peek to your room card before. i had fun tonight! see you tomorrow? xoxo, your princess.
He grinned.
Maybe it wouldn’t be such a bad night after all.
[♦️☆🔓☆♦️]
When he woke up the morning after, his mouth still tasted like chocolate.
There had been nothing that could wipe the silly grin on his face that day. Not his packed schedule, not the knowledge that they had to go back home and it would be his last night there, not the fact that Han had come into his room just to look for his missing sock —which, for obvious reasons, he never found there—, not the fact that Hyunjin was still bitter with him because of what he had named the ‘pretty girl disaster’ —which Chan intended to tell you just to see if you’d laugh like he had imagined.
His mind was filled to the brim with thoughts of you.
Your flavoured chapstick, your sweet scent, the way you mumbled his name —his real one, that is—, how your eyes glowed under the moonlight, how his hands fit perfectly in the curves of your waist.
He sighed happily for the upteenth time that day, coming out of the shower.
But then, Minho came in to his room.
“Hyung.” He started, and his low tone didn’t seem to bring good news.
Chan nodded, waiting for him to continue.
“I know I’m not really good at these things, but I think you should see this.”
The dancer handed him the phone, and Chan turned pale.
It was a picture taken from last night. Chan’s silhouette was fairly obvious, slightly pixelated and hidden by his beanie and his mask. And right in front of him, back facing the camera, was you, your hand holding his.
“So it is you. That’s what I thought,” Minho mumbled. “A random number sent it to Hyunjin. He saved the picture and blocked it, but we thought you should know.”
“Did they know it was me?” Chan stuttered.
The cat owner shook his head, and Chan was able to breathe normally again. “They thought it had been me with Jisung.”
It was there when Chan’s daydreaming faltered.
His thoughts started spinning, not knowing how or where to start.
Would you know about this?
What would you do?
“Hyung.” Minho sighed. “We’re leaving tomorrow.”
And Chan hadn’t been able to grasp that, but someone did.
The same someone who knocked on his door at night.
“Guys, you have your own cards.” Chan muttered, opening the door.
But it hadn’t been any of the guys.
“Hi.” You let out in a sight, panting.
Had you ran your way there?
“Hi.” He mumbled weakly.
“Can I…?” He opened the door for you, and quickly closed it back. He turned his back to you, his eyes wide and his heart going crazy.
“Chris.” You mumbled.
He turned around to face you.
“You asked me to stay last night and I went with you to the gardens.” You huffed. “But I want to stay here with you tonight.”
He blinked, passing a hand through his wavy hair. You were there. In front of him. Speaking. God, he had to concentrate.
“We’ll make a deal.” You breathed slowly, staring deeply into his eyes, yearning to know the secrets hidden behind them. “I’ll leave this here.”
You gently plopped your phone on the table near the door to his room. He was still standing there, as if frozen, pyjama pants on and only a bathrobe covering his lean and toned chest.
“A pretty man called Hyunjin came to me talking about some picture,” you started softly. “But yesterday didn’t happen so I’d ruin a man’s career.” His eyes followed how you raised your hands and smiled, and he couldn’t help but smile back.
“It’s off.” Your voice lowered, and he got slightly closer, as if wanting to hear you better. “The phone, I mean. Feel free to check it.”
Surprisingly, he just stared at it, then smiled cheekily, heading towards you.
Your eyebrows shot up and you felt deliciously small under his new-formed grin, and how his hands cradled your face.
He pecked your lips with a yearning sigh.
“I missed you.”
You blushed.
“You can have me all night.” Your smile made him feel butterflies on his stomach. “Just me and you.”
He kissed you again, longer this time.
His frame slowly caged you against the door, and he broke the kiss, stroking your cheeks. His body was pressed up against yours, his lips parted as he breathed softly, taking you in. He could feel heat running down his body just by the feeling of you back in his arms, and the only thought that he had clear is that he couldn't hold back anymore.
He needed to kiss you, again, and again, and again. He needed to figure out what you tasted like. He needed to have you. Your hands had gone back to where they had been the night before, and the way you stared at his lips threatened to make him fall to his knees.
His eyes were glued on your lips, and not long after, his mouth followed.
Chris’ heart was pounding against his chest, and he knew for a fact that he had never felt this way before. Never in his whole life. The more he tasted your lips, the kiss almost as passionate as your first one, the more you ruined him, claiming him as yours, making him addictied to the way you sighed and grinned as he moved your bodies to the bed, the hotter his body became.
He fell with you on the matress, and much to his surprise, you moved your bodies, sitting on his lap, taking a groan out of him.
“Such a beauty,” you mumbled, almost to yourself rather than him. “All for me, huh?” You smirked.
The whole world was hazy, the only thing that was clear was your body and your words. Just hearing your voice saying those words to him made him shiver, a shiver that he never experienced before.
He smirked too, and sighed when you untied his bathrobe, your hands roaming freely wherever you wanted to, stroking his chest, claiming him with kisses, the soft colour that they left behind, pink due to your lipstick, and the soft scratches of your nails, that made him bite his lip to keep his sounds hidden.
“Nuh-uh.” You tutted at him with a smile.
He snickered. “Oh, princess. Two can play that game.”
His hands pinned you down against the bed, his lips quickly going back to yours.
“You said I needed to keep my tongue to myself, and I promised that I would” He grinned, almost menacingly, lowering himself, trailing kisses down your body, discarding your underwear.
“I intend to break that promise.”
Maybe you and him would be difficult.
But he had asked you to stay, and you did. And he didn’t want to stop trying. Not yet.
[♦️☆🔒☆♦️]
~Kats, who did most of this in a hospital bed (‘m okay now dw) but fell asleep and didn’t publish it, lol. I LOVED THIS IDEA POOKIE TYSM !!
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౨ৎ voicemails vernon chwe leaves you while he’s on tour - fluff (with a pinch of angst), established relationship, gn!reader (pet names used: babe)
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...one: hi babe, so we just got to the hotel. the flight was fine, though my back hurts like hell. anyway, talk to you tomorrow!
…two: you know what i just realised? i forgot to pack my underwear. i mean, do you think joshua will notice if i steal some from him? i can just hear your voice saying "i told you so" because i never make those lists before packing
...three: me, you, finding nemo, tonight
...four: why do you always add the most depressing songs to our playlist? i was showering yesterday while listening to it, and it was not fun, let me tell you. no more sad songs
...five: what if i started calling you "bro"? i'll still love you if you were a worm, but in return i get to call you bro. sound like a good deal to me
...six: what's up bro? (pause) okay, no, you were right about yelling at me, it sounds weird. but what are you up to babe? i heard you're meeting up with sofia today?
...seven: i'm so sleep deprived that i fell asleep on stage today during rehearsal. i was literally in the middle of singing when i just (giggle). i really hope no one filmed that
...eight: you know (pause) i'm just chilling in my hotel room, but (pause) it's so quiet here. like (pause) not fun quiet. wish you were here
...nine: i went on a walk with wonwoo and hoshi today, and wonwoo made us pose for the pictures. i'll send you those, but we literally look like children forced by a parent to pose for a pic
...ten: hey, so (pause) i'm just calling to tell you that i love you
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